#oc tatiana

[cbts004]

haii!! i love all the art of your ocs and your world is soso awesome!! is it possible to get some short info on some of your ocs? any lore or even just simple explanations of their personality and stuff? if you have any fave ocs hehe

Yes ofc!

The basic premise of the story of girlworld is this: The world is suddenly being struck by a mysterious disease caused by the moon's rays; zombifying the girls of the world. Along with this disease, strange creatures not of their world that resemble the current princess (Anastasia) are appearing, sapping girls of their powers. Bow and Ribbon, two best friends from a human village, are going on a journey across the lands to get to the princess in search of answers, and maybe a cure.

Ribbon and Bow:

Ribbon is mysterious, quiet, and sarcastic. She keeps her distance from people, but Bow-- being her childhood friend-- seems to always be an exception to that rule. She can get a little irritated at her sometimes, but their bond is unbreakable. Her power is more Mind based, manipulating 'ribbons' (the concept of ribbons can get pretty abstract, but that requires using a lot of mental energy the more abstract the concept). You can see it exemplified in the long ribbon she always has tied to her index finger.

Bow is a bubbly girly-girl, very friendly and airheaded. Truly a shining example of a dog girl. She tends to get herself into trouble, but Ribbon is always there to bail her out. Bow's magical abilities are not as strong as Ribbon's, so she relies on befriending various creatures and beasts in order to summon them.

Some of her beasts: A Chimera (Sonya) A Cerberus (Carebear) and a Manticore (currently unnamed... any suggestions would acutally be appreciated. Something cute for his old man face.) All her friends that she can summon are adorned with little pink bows!

Then there's Anastasia... the antagonist (?). A lonely girl locked away on a castle located in the center of the world, on a mountain. She's very melancholic and shy, whiling most of her days away yearning and writing emo poetry. Has a fondness for roses. She's attended to by her maids. Anastasia is also a Demihuman (I will maybe explain more on demihumans later)

This is an older design-- I still haven't quite settled on a dress idea for her yet. I was thinking her dresses will be extravagant and change design frequently, based on phases of the moon.

Oh. She also has an evil glowing eye because that's cool.

Her maids are Tatiana and Maliana, two sisters. Tatiana is the younger and closer to (obsessed with) Anastasia. She uses bladed weapons to fight, using Matter based magic to use them like an extension of her own body, making herself into a weapon for her Lady.

Her older sister, the other maid, is much more mysterious and distant. She concerns herself mostly with the maintaining of the castle. She uses a very regal wheelchair. Most of her physical energy is sapped due to maintaining multiple dolls that she has loaned her power to. She is capable of being ambulatory without it, but it's quite a strain on her body.

These are the two dolls she has put her power into: Lunette and Solana. They're very advanced as far as dolls go. They cannot speak or emote, but they can commune telepathically with others if they so choose. They tend to creep people out.

I'm super happy to receive any more questions about them! So if this sparks anything else you'd like to know, please do ask <3

[six-legged-sea-leopard]

natural born killers

[connectthedotsdummy]

[OCs- Connect The Dots, Dummy!!] Tati doesn't even smoke, Joey would be sooo sad

[cowardlykrow]

Owen → Cringe gays [affectionate] → Wife

[cowboy au]

[desserttrollystreats]

So finally posting some NSR

[lizzybeeee]

"No, unless you find a way to save us all from darkspawn and become a Paragon, we're pretty much on Beraht's leash for life."

[aliendragondreaming]

happy 9/11 everypony

[harperonni]

Lill sketch of Boris and his daughters, Tatiana and Putunia

[kingcho]

In honor of Cinderella’s Castle opening, I call upon this video @curtmega made some time ago…

Curt Mega | In honor of us all achieving Tinlightenment, here’s my VERY specific head-canon about why Agent Mega might have a kid. This is not endorsed… | Instagram

…and introduce to you a little original idea I’ve been brewing up. Because I’m insane. Aren’t I so normal?

Introducing: Sharon Booker !!

my sweet little angel who is so so so dastardly

And here’s a cheesy little backstory blurb:

The year is 1946

Sent on a covert operation to expose Illinois Senator Jackson Booker of corrupt dealings with foreign countries, Agent Curt Mega finds himself in the company of the Senator’s daughter, Elizabeth Booker. Willing to spread her father’s gossip in the right company, Curt does what he has to for the sake of the country.

Nine months later, Sharon Janelle Booker is born to a single, disgruntled, and now disinherited mother.

Sharon grew up in Chicago, attending a number of public schools in her lifetime- before finally being exiled to St Agatha’s School for Girls. Sneaking cigarettes during mass, sticking gum on the crucifixes, and getting into fights with the other girls, Sharon was labeled a teenage delinquent the moment she turned 13.

The only thing that could calm this troubled teen’s soul was none other than her favorite Saturday afternoon Spy Drama- Agents of Doom. Delighting in the secret world of espionage, Sharon found escapism in the daring adventures of Agent Maverick Wolfee.

Growing up without a father and a mother who- to put it lightly- wasn’t much involved, Sharon made it her mission to track down the man who made her. Using every resource available to her (see: phonebooks), she managed to locate a Curtis Mega living in a bachelor pad in Queens. Very glamorous.

Meanwhile, the year is 1963. Curt Mega, after being fired from the CIA, has made it his personal mission to track down the remaining scraps of CHIMERA and take them down. Living in New York temporarily, the last thing he expected was a 17 year old girl to arrive at his apartment building, soaking wet and claiming to be his illegitimate daughter.

His mission just got a whole lot more complicated.

Here’s her Spotify playlist bc it’s kind of a banger:

(Curt Mega if you see this don’t banish me to the cringe dimension I am simply a Man obsessed with the 60s 🙏🙏)

[kiwisleepy]

First off, wanted to say I love Apollinare. Second off, does he have any thoughts on Yinu or any of the other NSRtists? Yinu came to mind first since he is a conductor...

HIIII I'M NOT DEAD, TRUST ME

CHINESE LESSONS KILLED ALL HUMANITY IN MEEEE AHHHHH PLUS I WANTED TO MAKE A BIG ANSWER

FIRST OFF.....

He really glad to hear it💖✨

SECOND

I make a WHOLE RELATIONSHIP//OPINION CHARTS RAAAAHHHH LETS GO

Part 1

He truly wishes he had a friend with mutual interests like Yinu or her mother in his childhood, Polli grown in luxury, but all alone

He IS horrified because he never saw//experienced smth similar in his family(His mother pampered him but balanced)

Dodo often practices his dance moves while listening Apollinare's music

Both Neon J and Polli know how hard to train one soldier//musician, and these grooving longlegs dads manages with 5 or more👁️👁️✌️

PART 2

BRO IS SO CONFUSED AND TRAUMATIZED, NEVER FLIRT WITH HIM THAT WAY OR TOUCH SEXUAL TOPICS, I'M SERIOUS, HE'LL BLOW UP

Still, he understands why fans adore 1010 and he also likes how they dance

Holding little grudge on Mayday, she broke his family heirlooms - his baton (Even if it is turn back in final he still sad and annoyed by her presence)

Zuke's not better, but at least he apologizes

PART 3

Ration, being the Charter of district SURPRISINGLY don't like attention to herself(she can accept it without catching "panic attack" only in written or online form) but still, she thinks she doesn't deserve any gifts(especially expensive one) especially feom Apolli, who adores her trailers and clips

Apolli teached Kay how to play on piano, harp and flute before

Who?

Who?

[appri-dot]

I only draw him once in a blue moon but I love the breakcoreboy

[aloharyda]

Butches are for kissing. As well as being extremely useful for when you need to smudge test lipstick.

[six-legged-sea-leopard]

well. i guess you were ready for her huh

[connectthedotsdummy]

been practicing painting/rendering lately because i've been watching a certain show lol. I think i actually like it a lot! who knows though, we'll see how long it lasts haha

[evita-shelby]

A Dull Party

Aka Eva/reader gets invited to the russian orgy and tommy gets pegged fic

Tommy x Eva/reader x Tatiana Petrovna

Cw: smut, nudity, unhealthy lifestyles, debauchery, a threesome, male receiving anal, pegging

Mdni/ 🔞

When he confessed to having considered sleeping with May, he should’ve known you wouldn’t just deny him sex until you felt better about it.

Tommy had seen the new lingerie and assumed you’d add salt to the wound by prancing around in it to remind him of your one rule.

If you fuck a whore, I will fuck a man before I leave. You hurt me, I will hurt you worse, Thomas Shelby.

This you had vowed with your hands wrapped around his prick to get your point across.

You promised him the world at a very low price, monogamy.

Easy, he’d been monogamous before. Greta had been the only woman he’d ever been loyal to until he met you.

And until he found himself alone with May lying about his marital status when she assumed he was unmarried, Tommy had never considered betraying you like that.

He hadn’t done it; he’d almost done it before you called telling him Arthur and Michael had been arrested and framed for Billy Kitchen’s murder.

You hadn’t known until you got it out of him when Tatiana Petrovna set her sights on you.

“The Duchess invited me to the orgy you neglected to tell me about, honey.” Your falsely sweet tone tells him he’s going to sleep in a guest room tonight. “Imagine my fucking surprise when I learned it from the Russian twat, dear husband of mine.”

“And have them leer at you and paw at you all night, I’m there for business, not pleasure, Evie.” He responds reminding you he doesn’t share either.

“So, am I, do you think you’re the only one of us involved in this mess?”

It’s not the end of the trouble, it is merely the beginning.

All the jokes die when the Russians demand you undress just as John and Arthur had.

Tommy’s this close to taking the offered vodka and making a poor man’s bomb out of it when she kneels and takes the knives in your garters sensually.

You keep your eyes on him with a wicked red smile as the Duchess continued her show, thinking you have a boring sex life.

The sapphire always looks better nestled between your bare tits, something he knows better than the affluent people here. If they knew the sort of games the two of you play, they’d throw a better party.

“Such beauty, you cannot even tell she gave him two children already.” The duchess caressed you, playing with your nipples and forcing everyone to see how she turned you on with the finesse of a maestro.

“These may stay on for now.” The mad woman reached the too short knickers made entirely with see through tulle and lace. “She won’t need them later, right, Mr. Shelby?”

Temptation in the flesh, so tempting Tommy briefly considers fratricide when his brothers are forced to see what only belongs to him.

They’re only half-joking, he’d told Arthur. This was a test of his commitment to the cause, a fucking cause he knows isn’t worth the money they’re getting.

“Your orgy would have been a failure if I didn’t lose every stitch of clothing, your grace. The last orgy I attended left me in such a state I left with one of my conquest’s underwear.” You answer for him driving the Russians’ attention back to you, you love being naked, a thing he only enjoys when it’s just for him.

Tommy has no idea if you are shitting with him, or you were as crazy as these fuckers are.

Both, your smile says, always both, darling.

You have not seen this sort of debauchery since you hosted a drug and alcohol fueled orgy during the summer solstice of 1918 to celebrate the Xochipilli and Xochiquetzal.

Of course, yours was much more tasteful and none were coerced, underpaid, and mistreated servants. No wonder the Communists were so thorough in their takeover.

The people stare and try to get your attention, but Tommy stakes his claim on you by refusing to let you wander away no matter what Tatiana tries.

“Once you marry a Shelby, you belong to them until you die.” Tommy said and the duchess believes him.

“The more the merrier then.” She said with that mad look in her eyes and allows you to dress again.

You’ve met people like her, drunk on their power and money until they die in a crash of pretty glass and blood on the cobblestone below a high balcony. In fact, you had aspired to be the beautiful and tragic creature dead on the ground.

But now your eyes have opened and the dense fog in your head has cleared.

And now that you’ve arrived at the stronghold with the jewels, you are even less impressed by these parasites with worthless titles.

“Couldn’t trust me to be professional, eh, Shelby? Had to bring your posh wife too?” Alfie is more interesting than the phony jewels they’ll offer.

“Oh, Mr. Solomons, can’t call it a party unless I am here, and I won’t be leaving until I get another Fabergé egg for my collection and have a good fuck in this dull party.” You bare your teeth through your smile, already tasting their fear in the air as they present you with paste instead of stone.

They just had to ask, didn’t they?

“It’s quite dull, much like the jewels, I am afraid. My husband won’t let me fuck anyone but him and now perhaps I shall punish him to be bored with me, dearest Tatiana.” You say lounging in only your tiny drawers and the sapphire now accompanied by a gaudy paste thing they tried to pass off as real.

“Might make an exception to share him with you, if you show me something that will make it worth the new lingerie.” You are resting your naked legs on your husband’s lap as you eye Tatiana, knowing exactly how you will get the night you came here for.

She wants to fuck your husband; all people want to. You don’t share, your selfish and spoiled ways from before the war have never left and you don’t plan to leave them now.

Now you were shown the only good place for an orgy in this old shell of a house.

The private chapel in all its glory.

Nothing gets you wet like mocking the god in whom you do not believe.

“Better?” the unhinged Russian noblewoman says as she shut the door behind the three of you.

And it was.

“Haven’t fucked a woman since ’18, and my dear husband refuses my offer of adding one to the mix, you know. Thinks I might leave him for her if he does.” A lie, Tommy just thinks it’s a test of his loyalty.

“And would you?” Tatiana asks, dark eyes glittering in the candlelight as you take the initiative and show your husband this is a one-time offer only.

One night to give into their fantasies with the Russian twat and leave him in a state where he will be glad you don’t share.

“Women are too wet for me; men are so nice and dry.” You giggle and pull her into a kiss relishing the way your husband looks on to this sordid entertainment.

Been so long since you’ve tasted lipstick and felt the softness of a woman against you. If the night ends better than it began, you might consider letting Tommy add May or even whichever woman crosses his path next have one taste of heaven before you send them to hell.

“Have you ever fucked a man like man fucks a woman, Mrs. Shelby?” the story of the priest in Tsibli forgotten in her need to appear much more interesting than you, who are nothing more than another dime a dozen wife.

Oh, how wrong she is, but you let her interest you as she reaches for a box holding the most beautiful set of dilators, carved to look like the real thing and one even resembled Tommy’s cock.

Even better it came with the harness you’d tried in Mexico, the one that let a woman fuck another with the wooden cock. A thrilling thing, the reversal of power where you are given the position of a man.

Something you have been dying to try out with Tommy after you discovered you were not the first to explore his asshole.

There is a clear no in Tommy’s eyes, but if this business were to go without a hitch, especially now that Tatiana wanted to change things up for the thrill of it, they must go along with it.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise.” You say repeating the words he told you when he convinced you to let him fuck your ass. You had enjoyed it, you were far more adventurous in bed than him, and those few times he wanted to do something different were never disappointing. “You can even fuck her to your heart’s content in exchange for this one little measly gift, my love.”

He nods as if he ever had a chance to say no.

Maybe if you hadn’t opened your wicked mouth the two of you would be pretending erotic asphyxiation was new and exotic. But you had and now you feel your toes curl at just the sight of Tommy fucking Tatiana against the prie-dieu and his most sacred hole exposed to your devilry.

Nothing you’ve done before can ever match up to this, you think as you fuck your husband as he rails the woman no longer speaking English at the merciless pace you’ve set.

A religious experience in every sense of the word.

“We’re never doing this again.” Tommy vows in Romani as you leave the place wearing someone else’s dress and the mink coat Tatiana gave you in exchange for your diamond encrusted knives.

“And we won’t, I promise.” You say knowing you’ll receive a perfect replica of Tommy’s cock and a harness tailored to your measurements once the Duchess leaves for Austria with her cut of the money.

[facadep]

More of my Vitiya OC featuring his biological mother this time ♡