#oc slyph

[firaknight]

Capping off my sketchbook with one huge page of OCs!!

[gelarshiesprofruitboarder]

oc doodles i dunno

[hesitant-bivalve]

Aella, Knight of the Open Sky. A potential D&D NPC for my sky pirates world Azure

[impossible-rat-babies]

the desire to explain how eyrie’s echo works v. how the fuck do you explain that. like funny guy feels love like god feels love is not even scratching the surface. like how do you say that

[raddishkidding]

juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust get me outta here yk

[sukisheadlights]

WE'LL MAKE IT!

kazbrekker x grisha!oc

summary: when the coin- "I hate kaz brekker" grisha reveals how she truly feels for kaz brekker in the midst of a deal gone wrong, becomes when kaz brekker gets nervous.

story: grishaverse masterlist

rory’s voice mail 🎧: story <333 I really love writing for the grishaverse so let me know if you want some sort of kaz brekker x oc series, and give me ideas :) for now, enjoy! I love you say it back <3

and ofcourse, @chaos-mix I did not forget your tag :)

WARNING MAJOR ANGST AHEAD

Ilysen (ill-e-s-in) has always been considered a powerful squaller. She grew confined within the walls of the little palace, her beautiful cage. So naturally, when she escaped and went to ketterdam for solace (a bad idea on her part, truthfully), nobody expected her to survive it's gruelling streets.

But you know what they say, those who have tasted freedom will not give up that which they have tasted.

Ilysen walked into the barrel— doe eyed with bright light blue hair and the personality of a puppy. Quickly though, the barrel toughened her up— and her blue hair only became the shell of a person she once was. She earned a new name, 'The slyph of ketterdam' A beautiful creature that will manipulate the air at the comand of the smallest bone in her body. She will swipe you off your feet, and knock the air out of your lungs. Ilysen became a force to be reckoned with and she worked for no one. Kaz Brekker took notice of this, He took notice of it all.

He set his wraith on her tail and found out her secrets. Then, he tried asking her nicely to work with him, he tried getting jesper to charm her, he even he got his wraith to befriend her. But she only listened and agreed when he threatened her. When he threated to send her back to the cage she once escaped from.

Cruel, I know. So did she, this was the life she chose and kaz brekker and his antics were slightly respectable but no one would know that last part. Instead they would know the slyph that hated his soul, bones, and questionable fashion choices. They would come to know her as unreliable and the untried, theortical lose string whose loyalties could change at any given moment.

Nobody knew why she worked so closely with the Dregs. Not even the trusted sharpshooter and wraith could get get that out of her. Sometimes, kaz brekker found himself staring at his office wall not quiet knowing the answer himself. But he knew she wouldn't betray her only friends in the barrel. He knew that she only stayed because of inej and jesper. She had no other reason. Right?

One faithful night, when the barrel was as quiet as usual with it's citizens hiding in their houses and criminals lurking in it's shadows, the unofficial crows— atleast half of them, found themselves at the harbour for a deal.

They watched closely as the other party's leader approached kaz, really getting into his personal space hoping it intimidated the bastard infront of him. They watched as Kaz hit him with his trusty cane, And continued as both the bosses succesfully reached an impasse.

Until suddenly, they ran. Down the street and under the harbour's bridges, into the dimly lit caves— they hid. Those idiots had broken their conditions and brought out weapons, gunshots ringing through the harbour as the slyph struggled to save their lives, Kaz couldn't believe he let this slip past. For the first time, he felt stupid. He looked around the dimly lit underground cave as he thought of ways to save the lives of his band of teenage misfits.

Perhaps if he was faster, they would have missed the explosion above their heads. Perhaps then, Ilysen wouldn't have had to use her powers to hold up the ceiling above their head and instead hold open the only exit which was now burried under the rubble. Kaz worked quickly to try find a way out of the underground cave, but something felt wrong.

Ilysen, who would typically be complaining her lungs out right about now, was silent. A still, unmoving, shell of the noisy companion kaz had gotten used to. her hands remained raised up above her head as she held the roof up, scared to move even by an inch. The room was quiet as Kaz searched for a way out while encouraging the others to do the same. Another explosion. Those two-timing bastards were set on bathing in young blood but there was no time to complain now, only escape.

"I don't hate you." the words rung of the walls of the cave and pierced striaght through kaz brekker's heart as he turned around, Ilysen was looking straight at him now. "If we don't make it out of here—" She said as a shaky breath escaped her lips "—I just need you to know that I don't hate you."

A ringing explosion was the only sound that broke the silence between them.

"We're not dying today." He said, certain that if he couldn't save them, the fates would protect them all because she didn't deserve to die yet. She looked away as she struggled to hold up the ceiling distracting herself from the growing weakness in her arms and her chest. She knew what she had to do. But would she? "Ilysen, look at me." Kaz urged, hating himself for not being able to physically comfort her. She obliged.

"We're not dying today." He said as confidently as he could. His voice wavered somewhere, but he knew if anyone noticed it would only be her. He continued ignoring the pang of guilt in his chest, promising things he wasn't sure of. "I promise you."

Ilysen nodded, She would do anything for them. With steadying breaths she changed the directions of her arms.

In one swift movement, she raised the previously blocked entrance and pushed the crows outside, saving their lives. Unfortunately for her, the ceiling she once held up came crashing down. Only the saints could do something now.

Jesper, Inej, And Kaz stood still. The realisation of what unfolded weighing onto them heavier than the deafening silence of the vast ocean behind them.

They searched the rubble for her all night, not scared of what they might find. Kaz called in all the dregs as they lifted up large rocks in silence, secretly praying for the survival of their slyph. They found her body at the crack of dawn, A single ray lighting up her almost still body. Almost. She laid on the floor, a doll— but there was a faint rise and fall of her chest. There was hope for her survival. Kaz would never admit it but he owed her his life.

Even if she happened to remain in this unconcious state for the rest of her life, kaz would take care of her. He would never admit it, but he was grateful for her. And maybe one day, He could tell her that.

[kannedia]

5 4 Favorite OCs Poll

challenge: make a poll with five of your favorite OCs, and then tag five people to do the same. see which one is everyone's favourite

Tagged by: @sae-mian

Tagging: @uldahstreetrat, if you're interested. As well as anyone else who wants to give it a go.

Giving this a go despite being a character short. It looks like fun.

Character data and links for information beneath the cut.

Asel Kha: Became an adventurer to see the world and further her studies. Tends to struggle with socializing and reading people. Still trying despite this. Likes learning new things. She has a slight temper that she tries to keep under wraps.

Oscar Moreau: Energetic, kind and, always trying to help. A bit of a space cadet, who doesn’t really have a functioning sense of direction. Has some attention problems, as seen with his tendency to forget what his cards do.

Iskra Rehw-marouc: Withdrawn but kind, Iskra struggles with reaching out and communicating with others. As such he can accidently come off as a bit cold at times. Better at storytelling than one would think.

Eirini Rini: Former Garlean conscript, deserter at current. Became an adventurer to find a way to use the skills she learned to protect others and better the realm. She is a sweetheart, even if she can be protective at times.

[thatonegaybastard]

✨WELCOME TO MEOWTUAL SBURBSIM!!!!✨

This is where I out meowtuals into homestuck simulator bascilaly and we see what happens

Ill post any interesting things that ahppen. I'm gonna a skip over any relationship stuff unless its really plot relevant (or if its funny)

And I'm also setting everone to god destiny

And noe, here are you players for today...

Vincent (@kanna-kizuchi-enjoyer) - troll (violet-blood) - slyph of space - prospit dreamer - likes writing and playing legend of zelda

Pickle (@footlongdingledong) - troll (olive green-blood) - rogue of blood - derse dreamer - likes character creation and arson

Vivi (@bun-vi) - troll (indigo-blood) - bard of rage -derse dreamethe - likes drawing and video games

Sydney (@saltedsolenoid) - troll (jade-blood) - prince of breath - prospit dreamer - likes sewing and spellcraft

Pluto (@scorittanius) - troll (blue-blood) - mage of space - prospit dreamer - likes sewing and herpetology

Ant (@anthenasikes) - troll (bronze-blood) - knight of time - derse dreamer - likes coding and music

Ren (@an-oc-machine) (technically not a meowtual but I'm including her) - troll (fuschia-blood) - page of heart - derse dreamer - likes drawing and writing

Sumi (@key-lime-soda) - human (candy red blood) - rogue of light - derse dreamer - likes cooking and geography

Kid (@kidfoundonstreets) - troll (lime-blood) - maid of time - derse dreamer - likes art and psychology

Chris (me) - troll (rust-blood) - mage of hope -prospit dreamer - likes character creation and drawing

i think that's everyone so lmk if I got something wrong and ill fix it.

[xaela-enthusiast]

Welcome to my FFXIV blog, it's a bit of a WIP right now, but I hope you enjoy your stay! My main account is @curscival so all likes and follows come from there!

I will be tagging expansion spoilers with said expansion (i.e. #FFXIV Endwalker) but I would still be cautious about spoilers in case I miss anything.

If you are just looking for my art my tag is: #Curscival-Creates

The main OCs I'll be posting about are:

Sinkur Avankol

My main account and my personal favorite. He grew up always running away from his responsibilities; he ran away from his twin brother and his tribe on the Azim Steppe, ran away from his new life with the Confederacy, and almost ran away from being the Warrior of Light.

He's come a long way since arriving in Limsa, his tag is #oc: Sinkur Avankol, and his brother's tag is #oc: Khasar Avankol

To avoid this post getting too long more OCs are listed under the cut:

Kravitz Vanthiss

An Archon who specializes in diplomatic relationships with the (now) allied tribes. He grew up in Old Sharalayan until he ventured off to Gridania to maintain peace with the Slyphs and eventually came to help the Scions of the Seventh Dawn.

He continued to help the group as a Scion with the help of his dear friend and younger brother figure Nether. His tag is: #oc: Kravitz Vanthiss

Nether Vanu

A lalafel who was raised by the Vanu Vanu in the Sea of Clouds. He was found by Kravitz at around 17 years old and has never really left his side since.

He used to work as a crystal brave, at Kravitz's recommendation, but once that fell through he works mostly as a scion and the cat's body guard. His tag is: #oc: Nether Vanu

I also have a separate universe called Reflected Light in which the Warrior of Light dies during Heavensward and gets replaced by an altered version of himself. The story is still a large WIP but any information can be found with the tag #Reflected Light.

The ocs in this universe are:

Finnegan, the original WoL - #oc: Finnegan

Lucian, the reflected Wol - #oc: Lucian

Both Kravitz and Nether (Despite not interacting with the story much)

Thanks for reading!

[theimperialnuisance]

FFXIV Write 2023 || FFXIV Write info\\Prompt list\\Character info \\Master post ||

Prompt 27: Sole

the section forming the underside of a piece of footwear (typically excluding the heel when this forms a distinct part).

Character(s): N'noah Wiloh, and cameos of Scions and my friend's ocs Cw: none Word count: 650 Notes: I thought I'd go with a different definition for this one at first and do a little angsty post but then I thought it would be fun to re-create an actual thing that happened to me when I worked at my old job so here is so silliness based off true events!

If there was one thing N’noah did a lot of since she joined the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, it was walking. She very much enjoyed traveling to all the new places and meeting all the new people but why was it she couldn’t report back to them over linkshell after all was said and done? Every task wasn’t complete until she made the long trek from the Crystal in Horizon to Vesper Bay where HQ was.

[Go assist with this beast tribe [and try not to let the Slyphs trick you into dancing for them for two bells straight again] 

Pray return to the Waking Sands.

Go help fight off this primal [but not actually because you don’t have the echo and no protection against being tempered so you usually keep the tempered ones at bay while Kien, Blaise, and Tokki deal the major damage.]

Pray return to the Waking Sands.

Attend the City-State meeting in Ul’dah [and try not to fall asleep out of boredom because they tend to drag on longer than necessary sometimes]

Pray return to the Waking Sands.

Go to this place....and...well, you get the point.]

That walk alone seemed to do her in the most–why they hadn’t thought to put the HQ closer to a teleportation crystal was beyond her. She was fairly certain that was one of the reasons why her favorite pair of boots were beginning to show their wear and tear–she could feel the rubber underside becoming looser and looser from the leather shoe everytime she wore them. Still, she stubbornly told herself she’d give it just a little longer before she attempted to repair them or gods forbid, replace them. 

Alas, some things aren’t meant to be. 

It was a very hot day in Thanalan when she once again teleported to Horizon and began the walk back to the Waking Sands after another successful, yet admittedly, boring meeting. [She was beginning to wonder if she was cut out for this or should just stick to adventuring on her own but that was a quarry for another time] Everyone else was already there but she didn’t rush–the rest of the day was open so she had every intention to just enjoy a leisure walk back to kick off the rest of her afternoon off.

The walk there felt…off. The sole of her left boot kept dragging more than usual  so she attempted to pick up her feet a little more with each step in hopes that would further delay the inevitable. By the time she got down the stairs and into the main hallway of the Waking Sands, she noticed her left shoe was missing the underside entirely now, which meant she had truly worn out the boots until the last of its life. 

“Ah well,” N’noah sighed, more amused than anything. “It was bound to happen I suppose.” Guess the answer of repair or replace was obvious. She wasn’t entirely sure when the underside of her shoe finally fell off but she didn’t really feel like going back out in the heat to investigate so she wandered into the common room and sat down at a table with Kien, Blaise, and Yda, casually sliding into the conversation. 

Thancred entered the room a moment later stopping short in front of the tables with a very amused yet bewildered expression. “Did someone lose their sole by chance?” When his question gained the attention of the room, the Hyur held up a brown rubber underside of what appeared to belong to a small boot. 

N’noah brightened, popping up from her seat. “Oh! That’s mine! You found it!” 

The Scions nearby couldn’t help the chuckles of amusement as Thancred shuffled over to her and set the sole in her outstretched hands. “I think it might be time for some new shoes, Noah.” 

N’noah laughed in agreement. “Yes, I think that might be a good idea.”

[firaknight]

Hey I found decent pictures of my OCs

This is Syndra!!! She’s a ninja and lost her eye at some point. I got her on Deviantart like 8-9 years ago as an adopt. She uses a big staff with two purple orbs on either end :)

This is Slyph!!! He’s Dark Matter who got purified and he can control wind :) (also I literally couldn’t find any decent images of him from more recently so I apologize if he looks like ass) also he has floaty hands :)

This is Kendril! He’s a Dark Matter hunter and he’s got way too many swords. He’s also an asshole!!! Best friends with Marian but will never admit it.

And this is Marian (pronounced: Mar-e-in)!!!! She’s really good with tech and can control electrical and magnetic fields!!! She’s also blind and uses said abilities to see :) “why is she blind?” I hear you ask? Well—

No eyes :)

Also they’re all friends :)

[umsey]

ARTFIGHT 10- IN YOUR HEART 

artfight revenge for LumniousBby!! Mallie is adorable and Im glad to draw a fantroll! (3

please dont claim my works as your own, edit, repost, (reblog is fine!), make profit, use without my written permission, etc, the characters here belongs to LumniousBby on artfight

[elementalgod-aj]

Symphony Slyph

Element 6 Air/Wind

Name Symphony G. Slyph

Codename: Gail force

Race: Slyph

Age: 15

Height: 4'7

Personality

Free spirited, sassy, fast and childish. The pure form of Wind, and then some. A princess of the Slyph's wishing to be as free as the wind she ventured out on her own and masted the Air at will.

[yojambo]

Happy weekend! These are all elemental monk jinns. I'm kinda counting it as my cheat space for the month 😅

[captain-lastimosa]

“You’ve reckoned with yourself. That kind of confidence can get you killed.”

Jack Deschain // Morgan Crowe // Slyph Dorian

[samsalems]

i know I’m a little late but i wanted to take part in fantroll inktober

day 2 is favorite troll so i wanted to draw this pretty slyph of doom