#oc: Etto

[insert-cephalopod-joke]

Natur-Freak: Happy Family

[hammerbonk]

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Another fic for @definesanity ! I love codependent grieving morally dubious middle aged yuri.

Oneself had never been a stranger to loss.

It first came clattering to her in rain, just like a familiar silver ring and pair of cracked glasses.

Then, half a dozen times more; falling around her through playscripts, posters, photographs, fleeting exchanges and blurry faces.

Hope glimmered in London — only to be blindsided by the sickly citrus smell of feathers in Chicago that very same day.

It seemed like every lash of rain would be destined to leave scars on her skin.

But scars can heal, and so did she. For years to come, Oneself was surrounded by friends, love and laughter. In the sanctuary she had built for others, she was also seeking shelter inside those walls. She was safe. Happy.

Complacent.

A pawn that reached the other side of the board, only to find herself surrounded on enemy turf.

Like an old friend, loss rushed to greet her once more.

It wilted the mistletoe, scorched the star, tore the lion apart, rotted the apple, turned verdant incarnadine, felled Victory, but most of all:

It destroyed the Sun, and all Her light that came with it.

In the darkness of Her abscence, Oneself warped in ways unimaginable. An unsightly reflection of what she once was.

She could only blame that hand that fed her; the same hand that had been her opponent on the chess board since she was 12. And so she broke down the white marble suffocating her, and cast it all aside.

Even a bellwether with its horns ingrown from time could find its way out its flock.

Except her way out was unlike anything she could have dreamt of.

In one moment, she was facing herself. To one, a brighter past; to the other, a more desolate future. A distorted mirror to challenge, confront and comfort.

So now Oneself finds herself surrounded once more by friends, love and laughter. But these aren’t her friends, nor is this the sanctuary she built.

And the green-gold eyes piercing through her soul aren’t Hers.

But she follows her around the same way, looks at her the same way, but it’s not the same, because she’s not Her but she is Her and for just one second she can fool herself into thinking nothing ever happened—

“-ertin. ‘Tin!” etto cries out to Oneself, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Like a big puppy, etto is resting her head on her shoulder. Actually, that’s an inaccurate description. It’s more like etto’s trying to ingrain the smell and texture of her jacket into her memory, even if the fabric is… no longer in its best condition. It’s a rather comical sight, considering she dwarfs even the infamously lanky Oneself.

“I… I’m not…” she mutters, trying to push her away.

But one heartbreaking, teary-eyed look from those terrifying eyes is all it takes for Oneself pull her back in again.

One calloused hand holds her waist to her body, while the other buries itself in that familiar ginger hair. Silently, Oneself presses little kisses to the crown of the puppy’s head, placating her cries.

etto makes her heart suffocate and her lungs bleed in the worst of ways; rips out memories of frogs, toffees that don’t entirely belong to either of them. But a comforting warmth radiates from the scalding pain of those memories.

A warmth that maybe, just maybe, she can let herself feel again.

[i-hug-exploder-shanks]

Tell me more of this ghost adoption 🙌🏻🙌🏻

I will happily share the soft and sweet story of how my Ghost OC Sparky got himself adopted by Sagira and Geppetto

Not many guardians paid attention to unpaired ghosts. They knew they existed and sometimes would see one zip here or there in the tower but with the exception of rare individuals like Micah-10, most unpaired ghosts were ignored or forgotten.

Another thing Guardians tended to overlook was the fact that ghosts didn't always get along. Each ghost had a personality all its own and they didn't always mesh.

Sagira and Geppetto were two peas in a pod. Even back in the beginning when Saint would purposely ruffle Osiris' feathers and Osiris would rant about Saint for hours, Sagira would look at Geppetto across the table and rotate her shell in an equivalent of an eye-roll and Geppetto would hide silent giggles at their guardians.

Once their Guardians git together the pair of ghosts would recharge almost cuddled together on a plush pillow that Sagira insisted she had to have and Osiris indulged in for her. They were 'Etto and 'Gira and best friends and Sagira would even go as far to call them soulmates if you caught her in a gushing mood.

Saint-14 and Osiris were busy bickering about something Sagira already forgot and had shooed their ghosts out to enjoy the morning in the safety of the tower and her 'Etto had eagerly suggested they go visit the rooms where random little nests were left for unpaired ghosts to be able to recharge in, jokingly referred to as the Hatchery in the tower.

However on the way there they came across a surprising sight. A ghost in a damaged shell was bobbing its way through the shadows, little sparks of arc energy occasionally escaping a cracked optic and causing it to dip lower before it would catch itself and force itself onward.

Sagira didn't even have to look to know Geppetto would have her shell twisting in worry she just sighed and braced herself for whatever chaos was to follow. How anyone thought she was the rash one had never really known the trouble her 'Etto's too big heart could get them into. Just ask her about the bear cub incident.

"Hey are you alright?" Sagira called out as 'Etto zoomed over when the Ghost lost control again and looked like it was going to hit the ground. Sagira was right behind her partner and hovered nearby as Geppetto gently lowered the other ghost onto a stack of boxes nearby.

The ghost looked at them both with fear and distrust. "Is this some sort of joke? Are you here to laugh at me when I can't make it all the way to the Hatchery?" The ghost spat at them and Geppetto whirled back from the vicious edge to his voice but Sagira had been accused of worse things by Osiris and recognized a defense mechanism when she saw it.

"We're just concerned. You look hurt. I'm 'Gira and that's my 'Etto. Our Guardians are occupied so we were just enjoying the tower and we noticed you. How did you get so broken around here anyway?" She asked as the ghost did its best to look prickly and angry.

"One of the other ghosts from the hatchery said a ghost that I'm friends with was back from searching and I was stupid and believed them but it was a trap and they locked me in a closet with fireworks." The injured ghost deflated and Geppetto made a sound of distress.

"They set off fireworks and locked you in there with them?! You could have been shattered!" She cried but the ghost in front of them just looked tired.

"The fireworks weren't lit. That's the point. A normal ghost would have been fine but... They call me Sparky because even when I'm fully healed up arc energy sparks off me sometimes. I... Uh... I've accidentally shocked a lot of them or guardians they like... So they don't like me much. They want me out of the Hatchery so i'm not in the way to accidentally zap anyone anymore," He admitted in a defeated tone.

"That's terrible! Well we aren't taking you back there where they can try to hurt you again! You can borrow our nest to heal up in! Come on, Sagira, balance him on me, your shell isn't good for carrying things." Geppetto insisted immediately and the ghost immediately gasped.

"S-Sagira? You're *the* Sagira?" He squeaked and Sagira giggled letting her shell stretch out a bit in a preening fashion.

"The one and only! The one about to try to balance you is Geppetto. She's even more amazing but only barely." She said and Geppetto's optic brightened in a sort of blush equivalent.

"Sagira quit preening like one of brother Saint's pigeons and help me." 'Etto huffed and Sagira rolled her optic but dutifully used a tractor beam to carefully balance the other ghost onto her partner's shell grateful Geppetto wasn't in the crested one that mimicked Saint's helmet today and instead a simple silver one adorned with the Roman numerals for her guardian.

"Wait! No! I- I could hurt you!" Sparky yelped at the pair and Geppetto giggled.

"If I can survive the hive, fallen and the vex then I can handle a little zap from some half dead little baby ghostie!" She said teasingly as the group started to float along back toward the hanger Sagira ready to catch Sparky if he fell.

"We were all made at the same time! I am not a baby!" The ghost complained but Sagira gently tapped him with the point of a bit of her shell.

"Sounds like something a baby ghost would say to me." She joined in the teasing keeping the other ghost distracted away from the slight jostling as they moved. No one paid any attention to the three ghosts so thankfully the trip back wasn't far and then Sagira was able to transmat the other ghost the short distance left from outside the Gray Pigeon to her and Geppetto's shared nest. The pair following despite Sparky's worries that they'd get hurt. The few little zaps Sagira did notice weren't even painful. Those other ghosts were just weak cowards.

Thankfully once he was situated and snuggled between her and Geppetto he quickly drifted into a recharging state, cracks slowly starting to close as the light worked to restore him.

"Hey Sagira?" Geppetto whispered and Sagira peered at her in silent question.

"Can we keep him?" The other ghost asked and Sagira couldn't stop the tinkling laugh that escaped her.

"Fine but just this one. We can't adopt every sad ghost we meet 'Etto, then where would we recharge?" She teased back.

[glitchpirate]

It's 2023 and I'm still using the same template now 7 years in a row! Yippeee!

This year I decided to ramble about each artwork presented so uh. Storytime! Under the cut.

(Also usual reminder that now I have a GW2 side blog so that's where I'll upload GW2 artworks from now on -> @glitchgw2 (except the zine piece because I entered the zine with this blog))

January: I was going through a bit of an artblock, most of the things I drew this month were traced. One of the only things not traced was this Anassy! "Ah, etto... bleh!" I said after tracing the 5th drawing I saw on the internet.

February: a commission! Long overdue, but I finally finished it. Sylvaries are always tough to render. >.< The other things I drew this month were art party doodles and personal stuff.

March: one of the two months where the featured piece is the only thing I "finished" that month. And last minute, too! Made for trans visibility day which was on the very last day of March.

April: due to several things, Tyria Pride 2022's art commission giveaways got delayed to 2023. This was my piece for the person I was assigned to! ^_^ This was fun, I found out some new ways to render sylvari hair...

May: I vividly remember seeing a Diavolo art with this same reference and I was like hey. I could do this too but with Lucien. How haven't I done this before. P.S.: he's actually nothing like Bateman but it's a sick cover anyway lol. Mmm knife...

June: it was a sick (as in like epic) month for me. I reworked Dawn and Incendere (my Ghost OC), welcomed my unhinged self and drew a lot of nsfw. But not good nor holy enough to share. :P But it was a nice practice anyway. I chose one drawing of Dawn because out of everything I drew it looks the most "clean" and finished.

July: I remembered My Life as a Teenage Robot as I do tri-monthly and almost made an AU for Lucien. Almost. So instead I just made whatever this is. This was one of the most fun pieces I've ever did, I finally feel comfortable lining in CSP and just in general this was super shapey and smooth to work on. <3

August: Tyria Pride giveaway commission but this time, in time! I got to work on a lovely charr which I don't do often! My other choices would have been a cropped nsfw commission but I lowkey like this one better.

September: the other month where I didn't draw anything but this. Had a banger idea for Gliaster's future which is them becoming a lich but also being corrupted by malignant powers so they're now even more evil and also driven by vengeance towards the Commander and Aurene. Tried to come up with a design for them, alas this piece. It's... very in progress. But I like said progress so far.

October: the opportunity for an art related full-time job came up which meant I had to up my portfolio and draw some realistic/semi-realistic studies. I was surprised by myself lmao but ngl it was also a big pain in the ass. Art is suffering. <3

November: the continuation of October but now with an original piece! Felt like drawing one of my best friend's GW2 characters. <3 Haven't uploaded this one yet as I might rework the background sometime.

December: and finally, my piece for Commander Of Your Heart GW2 zine! Which wasn't actually restricted to only Commander characters, but any other OCs/player characters too, so of course I chose Gliaster. :D And we can apparently show teasers, so I can include this little bit! But what is Gliaster up to? Find out in February, for free!

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Aaand that's it. It was actually super fun to look back to the year not only in pictures but some words too. :D If you read this all, I appreciate you, thank you so much. <3

[definesanity]

Hello, Ryuusei! I'm here to say that I like the oc you made on r1999 based on Bertin and Sonetto; Oneself and etto respectively. It's nice to think that there are some 'failed versions' (that's what I call this variant of Sonetto and Vertin) of themselves in a different timeline.

Although it's been bugging me for quite some time now. It's been implied (if I comprehended your posts about them correctly) that it took years for Oneself and etto to become who they are currently. A part of me wants to know more on what transpired their damnation through the years (from etto's introduction, she's been living in the woods, I think, for years, and her Vertin's death took a toll on her sanity and went oongga bongga on Constantine). Also, I'd like to know just how Oneself was able to defeat Constantine as well (or killed but more in detail).

And just how did Oneself and etto lose their 'Sonetto' and 'Vertin' respectively in their own timeline? I know that their deaths have something to do with Constantine (I believe she's the mastermind once again for them dying), but there was no explanation as to why they died. Plus, you and Bonk gave an insight as to what happened to Oneself's version of her/their Team Timekeeper crews, but never etto's. Are they dead as well? Did they part ways? I'm way too intrigued with these two to the point that they're in my thoughts everyday.

These questions seems too much, and I do apologize for that. As you can probably tell, I'm way too curious for my own good, wanting to know more to satisfy myself 😂 although I can understand if you can't answer them.

Oh, thanks! :D

1. It did take years, yes. How many? I'm not sure tbh. It's up to your interpretation. As for how Constantine died, she was stabbed in the neck by the Glasfeder. A little simple, but being honest? Oneself is just happy it happened.

2. Oneself lost their Sonetto, Sonet, after she found something the Foundation didn't want her to see. What was it? Who knows... but she was killed. The last thing she felt was Oneself's embrace.

As for etto, they lost their Vertin, rtin, after she managed to finally get rid of the Manus. She, in a way, outlived her usefulness, Storm immunity notwithstanding. It was framed like a suicide.

etto... lost her mind, in that event.

And, don't worry! I enjoy answering these questions c:

And sorry if mine wasn't good, though, heh...

[palepigeon]

There's also Pavlov, etto, and I may be the single shipper of Voyager and Vertin in R1999 lol

Anyways I AGREE. OOPSIE-DAISY, VERTIN XD

That fic you reblogged was my attempt of proving I can write things over than smut

Alongside Reverse The Years and The Sea and The Stars

Have a Vertin to ignore my rambling

Okay but I can understand Vertin and Voyager just from the ship name alone!! Like.. Time & Space is so cute ahhh 😭

Also thank you for the Vertin but rambling is encouraged here !! Like please ramble about your ocs so I can appreciate them and think of how they’d interact with mine!!! /gen

( it’d probably be a disaster if they ever did, by the way. but it’d also be very funny )

[tsunanami17]

anno etto. i move back into college tomorrow and. i keep looking in my bank account and realize i do not have enough money for all of my textbooks nor do i have enough money for groceries for when i need those so uh. COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN UNTIL AUGUST 18TH YEAAAAH.

I can draw anything EXCEPT: mecha, anthro/feral, hate art [i.e hatespeech, racist, homophobic, transphobic, etc], NSFW, and fetish art.

Throttle me with your ocs, your canon media, your sonas, freaky little creatures, you name it!! i need my education and my funny little groceries

[gmanweatherreport]

Official underatle writer

[insert-cephalopod-joke]

Ask The Lads #24.3- Finale!

[⚠️ this page is no longer canon to ATL]

(Tbh all of my favorite lads never get to catch a break. It’s how I show affection)

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More episodes here!

[junionigiri]

also @ettomaru saw my next gen au bakumomo/todochako childs and did them better!!! thanks so much T_T

[lettuce-gremlin]

Anyway we all know that the true ending of Hollow Knight is when Etto gets adopted by her two new art dads, sorry I don't make the rules

[volatile-shorty]

a innocent babey and his loving parents, a long time ago

I didn't draw hem with jojo, but it never feels right drawing two without the third so:

three loving parents

[mushy-danish]

Etto.. -se asoma de la cueva-

Acepto request ÓwÒ)/

Reblogueen con una ref del oc que quieren que dibuje x’d

[ninasims3attic]

This is Etto Peg’asi an OC of mine I made for a Visual Novel called Andromeda Six I’m a lil’ obsessed with this bastard prince so here’s his face. 

(Don’t feed his ego girls and gays I swear it’s inflated to the size of the sun 🙄) 

[jglyanoro]

Etto...me gustaría saber mas de Galahad,(perdón si se me fue el nombre), es un personaje importante y quiero saber mas de el, me interesa. Podría contarme mas?

Escribiste bien su nombre uwu

Galahad es de mis pocos ocs que tienen una historia aparte de la de Cen xd tiene su propia historia como un Au de Undertale como tal.

En este AU (Aun no le pongo nombre pero en cuanto se me ocurra uno le pondre xd) se habla de la historia de los humanos y los monstruos antes de ls guerra donde quedan sellados en el subsuelo.

Galahad es un de los "magos" de la Orden de monstruos de la reina violeta, él esta a servicio de esta reina e investiga junto con sus colegas el origen de la magia que poseen tanto monstruos como humanos.

Se supone que en este AU se habla de un antecesor de Asgore. Este antecesor tiene su propio reino de monstruos en una parte del mundo, pero él junto a la reina violeta quieren crear una sociedad donde humanos y monstruos convivan en armonia pero esto no le agrada a la reina roja, quien tiene un reino exclusivo de humanos argumentando que los monstruos poseen magia "peligrosa".

En general esa es la historia pero no he desarrollado mas a los personajes >>;

[ezeblazeworld]

Emm Etto .. Konnichiwa UwU~ Me puede mostrar su Oc nick OwO?

Buenas, claro, no hay problema. Creo que eres quien dije sobre el parecido de mi personaje, no te preocupes.