#oc: Sunny

[skullinacowboyhat]

she's back and gayer than ever. [sunny, she/her]

[insert-cephalopod-joke]

Ember, what's you honest opinion of the gang?

Embers Thoughts!

+summarys of their relationships:

Saturn/Eight- besties ngl, and it’s perfect. Saturn prevents Ember from doing something hazardous such as trying to feed the salmonids during a big run, and Ember makes sure Saturn has time to cool off when she gets frustrated :D

Rook/Neo 3- it’s… well… Rook is a spiraling pessimist, and Ember is a toxically positive optimist (bonjour la issues de la mama, Ember), so needless to say they often clash. But, at the end of the day, they can complete a mission together with precision and speed.

“Sunny”/Captain 3- Lowkey parallel opposites. Sunny prefers checking in to show she cares, Ember prefers platonic physical affection (or giving gifts if the person doesn’t like touch). With Ember, Sunny was initially intimidated by Ember’s personality, and Ember was intimidated by Sunny because… well.. yeah. Anyway, etc etc etc… Very good friends tho.

[elvenbeard]

A commission of Sunny for @nightcityace 💛 tysm for working with me and letting me draw your lil sunshine kiddo :D

[callmegaith]

ppl liked Sunny a lot so decided to doodle them c:

[sugarfluffandstuff]

Day 3: Date Night

Some ocs of mine that are in the a poly relationship spending their date night playing an interesting game of uno, with sunny acting as a mediator to give out “punishments” to any of the two who have to pick a card. Unfortunately, Orion seems to be having a bad streak.

I enjoy doing micro/macro into my kinks sometimes because I think it makes the scenarios interesting to me. Also for sure this is going to take me more than 30 days to finish the prompts I want 💀

[crimsonrain-spirits]

🍳☀️

[sizeysage]

A pov/self-insert story I’ve been working on about a couple of OCs!! A human girl and an anthro catboy stumble across a borrower in their home…

(Posting it on this account because even if this start is sfw I wanted to have it lean into more suggestive stuff later—)

Aches ran through your body, stinging you back to wakefulness. The sickness had taken its toll on you, you’d been needing more rest every day, to the point you had to take naps during borrowing trips…

…but your surroundings were unfamiliar. Not at all the hard, cold surfaces you’d become accustomed to sleeping on. This was bedding, soft fabric, kept warm by your own body temperature.

Had you wandered back home in a fatigued daze and forgotten about it? Completely possible, illness does terrible things for reason and memory. Just drift back to sleep, you thought. Nothing worth agonizing over…

“I think it’s awake,” a voice whispered.

“It’s shuffling in its sleep,” another replied, just as hushed. “I’ve seen it do that a few times now, just let it be…”

Had they used any term besides “it”, you would’ve expected to open your eyes to see another borrower having stumbled across your home. But no. “It.”

You felt idly around the cloth, pretending to still be asleep, eyes shut tight.

“Do you think it’s having a bad dream?” The first voice asked. “Looks so tense…”

“It was burning hot when I picked it up,” the second answered. “Fever dreams aren’t great, that can’t be good for rest.”

“…shall I wake it up, then..?”

A brief moment of silence. And then, the feeling of touch: a gentle stroke across your arm. On instinct, your eyes opened wide, letting you finally see the duo talking about you.

The first voice belonged to a human: her cold finger recoiling from you as you jolted to alertness from her touch. Her eyes were a deep brown, full of concern. Black hair fell like soft fabric down to her shoulders, flowing across her shirt as water flows across stone.

The second belonged to a type of giant you hadn’t seen much of before: one of the beast people. Some type of cat person, coated in fluffy white fur with patches of grey. Yellow eyes gleamed at you from above, curiously staring down.

“Hey…” the human muttered, in a voice so quiet you almost couldn’t make out what she was saying. “We found you on the countertop behind the coffeemaker, are you okay?”

Your gaze wandered to the “bed” they’d placed you in. It was a bundle of cloth from various sources: towels, a shirt, what appeared to be boxers… all set on the seat of a couch, with the two giants sitting on the floor so as not to tower over you as much.

“Aches,” you stammered out. “I ache so much…”

“You’re definitely sick,” the human replied. “Pepper said you were burning up while he was holding you.” The beastly cat person, now identified as Pepper, raised a handpaw briefly in greeting.

“We’ll take care of you as long as you need, alright? No need to hide…” the human extended her hand once again as she spoke, resting it palm upright, her index finger about an inch from you, perhaps as a show of respect? Not crossing the threshold of your personal space? Or to ask you to reach out in return?

You assumed the last one, resting your hand on her fingertip. It was still so cold, but it was comforting. Soft, dark, cool skin to take away the pain of your body incinerating the disease festering inside you.

Without thinking, you tugged her finger closer, resting your face against it. You felt like a fiery torch submerged in water. The heat faded from your face, and you let out a deep, pained sigh of relief. All that tension began to fade.

“Thank you, thank you…” you murmured, any fear of the giants giving way to the desperate craving you had for comfort after spending so much time alone.

With her other hand, she gently pushed you onto her palm, idly running her fingers across you as she examined your comparatively minuscule form.

“I’ll bet you need water… shall we get some for you?”

You nodded in reply, too fatigued to question the giants’ kindness. The human turned to Pepper, and he nodded, standing up to hurry over to the kitchen.

The human stood up moments after, before sitting down on the couch beside the “bed” they’d both made for you. She shifted her grasp on you as carefully as she could, leaving you sitting on her lap.

[nitrozem]

Fall is here! The weather changing always gives Miguel a headache and joint pain so Sunny insists on helping him. She's getting good at the chores she can do and soon she'll get to her teen years.

Miguel: They really do grow fast *sigh*

[enbykelpie]

I drew my farmer Sunny (he/him) and his beautiful husband Elliot... my love for this man is so strong......

[skullinacowboyhat]

once again in wip hell.

[haxxydraws]

Sock, Snazz, Sunny

[sh4tt3rg1rl]

im back tell a friend

@the-moth-from-elsewhere @ciagent8 @tailsbot98761 @possibly-astraeus @feiar @star-on-a-beach @shot-of-hopes-and-dreams @gryphonanon

[callmegaith]

ocs :D

[hoiist]

sunny be smacking everyone with sticks

[nyxalwitch]

Sunny and Zinnia

Anyone remember my magical girl ocs? I completed like a whole chapter of a webcomic for them, but I ended up getting swamped with Life Stuff and never continued...(the comic might still be up on Tapas actually).

Anyways, I love these ocs, and these two represent a wonderfully creative part of my life that I hope I can reignite someday.

[blackcat498888]

Science and magic… not too far apart! 🧪🪄

I recently found some old characters and decided to draw them again after what, a decade?

Original designs under the cut: