#oc: abigail

[twistedsea]

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[madadrawing]

Drew my two bug girls!!! It's been forever since I've drawn either of them and since they're girlfriends, figured I ought to draw them back to back. Maybe I'll ink these sometime, I'm quite proud of both sketches especially since it's been months since I've drawn Melanie and a LONG time since I drew Abigail oops.

[trinrose3]

The sun, as beautiful, warm, and inviting as it can be, is also a dangerous and vengeful thing. For she is life, death, and judgement.

[ghoul--doodle]

I struggled so badly with this redesign but here we are!! Abigail is back :}!!

[rosethorn-zz]

also a bunch of simple character refs ive done lately

[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

[divorcingjimmatthews]

New FROM OC, Abigail - she's here to steal Jim's wife (hear me out)

Abigail is Tabitha's high school / college friend, and because this is a bi!Tabby household, they were very very close

yes, i'm aware that Boyd's wife is also named Abigail, but they always call her Abby so i have no regrets

When they were young...

(as pictured in the smaller drawing)

...Abigail was always getting into trouble, and dragging Tabby into it. Abigail often took an odd sense of pride in being the only one that could make a good girl like Tabby skip class or sneak out of her bedroom at night, but also? Tabby was damn smart, so Abigail could normally use the help in her shenanigans. You can picture them in a pair of those "I get us into trouble / I get us out of trouble" duo t-shirts.

Some highlights:

When they were around 15, they found an abandoned warehouse near their school and set up a sort of secret hideout in it. Abigail used it to smoke weed, paint, play loud music, and crash whenever things at home got bad, while Tabby was set on cleaning and decorating it until it looked actually neat.

When they were 17, Tabby got seriously upset with Abigail when she realized that their little adventures had left her almost no time to study for a final. To try to make up, Abigail sneaked into the school that night and then proudly showed up under Tabby's bedroom window with a copy of the answers sheet.

When they had just started college, there was a murder in the dorms, which Tabby swore up and down that Abigail would not drag her into investigating. Two days later, they were setting up a séance to try to contact the deceased student (which was fortunately unsuccessful).

As they grew older...

...Abigail went through the seven stages of sapphic grief when she saw Tabitha was actually getting serious with Jim. It wasn't so much that she minded that Tabitha was dating a guy (Abigail had also done it in the past numerous times), but that she felt that they were drifting apart. There was no space for someone like her in the white picket fence life Tabitha was set on building. She felt pushed out.

And so...

...Year after year went by, and by the time Julie was born, they were not in each other's lives anymore.

But now!

I headcanon that no one will believe Tabitha when she tries to tell her doctors, her family, the police... about what happened. And she can't blame them (she would not believe it either had she not lived it), but she knows of one person who might take her seriously: Abigail. She looks her up on the internet hesitantly, but she feels encouraged when she sees she seems to not have changed at all since they were younger.

She seems to be making a living as an artist, so Tabitha shows up to one of her exhibitions near closing time, only to find a portrait of her that Abigail painted when they were young displayed among her newer pieces as a sort of tribute, which shows her that Abigail probably got the news of her disappearance through the internet or on TV. Abigail shows up, and stops her before she can read the accompanying text, then asks her where she has been.

Of course, when Tabitha tells the story, Abigail believes her. She has always been highly spiritual, but also, in her own words, "Tabby was the smart one", so obviously what she's saying must be right.

There's drama, though...

...we have:

Tabitha feeling like Abigail cares more about reconnecting than about finding her family.

Abigail feeling guilty as hell because it's true. With Jim gone, she can't help slipping into thinking that things can be as they were before.

Tabitha feeling like she's taking advantage of Abigail, asking for her help, letting her comfort her, crying herself to sleep in her arms...

Tabitha having to confront the fact that she didn't make a single new friend that she could truly trust like this in the past sixteen years.

Abigail trying to hide the fact that she doesn't get why anyone would want a marriage or children while simultaneously wishing she could gay marry Tabby right now.

Tabby seemingly not getting why they ever drifted apart while Abigail has been painfully aware of it for more years than she can count.

...And more!

But what about Jim? :'(

You don't have to worry for him. He can get Jade in the divorce.

inspirations: siouxsie sioux, natalie scatorccio, chloe price

(thanks for coming to my TED talk! ILU if you read this far. i hope i managed to convey my vision... any input is appreciated)

[incothenasty]

I wasn't gonna be caught with my pants down for The Funny Day this year, so I put a LOT of effort into making this one! It's a complication of the maws of most of my major OCs as of now! man I really need to show off some of these characters more often for yall, i've only shown like, 3 or 4 of these characters LMAO

[annwhiskers]

Testing materials in the mixed media sketchbook with a mix of random characters.

[jestergal]

Abigail doodle page

This was supposed to be some warmup doodles for a more detailed digital pic later but the cat decided to start gnawing on my ankles so no tablet time tonight

[twistedsea]

[deathdefied]

i'm currently uhh. hyperfixed on these two whom i've been writing about just for fun

andrew is the oldest 22 year old you know. in an alternate universe he'd be the lumpfish guy

abigail is. learning to be human again. she's a nine inch nails song come to life. in an alternate universe she'd be molly moon.

[trinrose3]

I may not grasp the concept of painting water very well yet, BUT I know how to draw a pretty lady and thats what really matters UwU

[ghoul--doodle]

Since I’ve officially updated everyone now I decided to redraw this old doodle!!

[the-universe-in-our-mind]

DAY 30 OF FLUFFTOBER: Alt 1: Hot Chocolate

Characters: Abby & Ally

Words: 557

Dealing with a breakup was hard. For Abby, her heart broken as another failed relationship dawned up on her. Head in the pillows, crying again, sniffing, hair not brushed, still in her jammies, no makeup, eyes red and bloated, the whole image of what she would call pathetic, what she would laugh at because it’s just a relationship, right? How much her past self would look at her with exasperation right now.

For Alizée, dealing with a sister with a broken heart was new. Don’t get it wrong, breakups had happened a lot but this was the first Abby was genuinely a mess about it.

Which meant that she had to be the supporting one and the one to fix it all.

So she walked into Abby’s room, grabbing the covers that covered her sister and dragged them on the floor.

"You’re getting out of bed." Alizée said but she was only met with a glare and a look full of tears.

"No." Abby refused, trying to grab the covers back.

"Yes." Alizée insisted, putting them away so Abby couldn’t grab them.

"No." Abby refused again, giving up as she push her head in the pillows.

Alizée sighed. Gosh, this was harder than she thought.

She silently thanked her sister in her head for being so patient toward her.

"You can’t stay all day in bed, being sad." Alizée stated, as how Abby would act usually when she was dealing with a broken heart.

But it didn’t worked as Abby only closed her eyes, refusing to speak.

Alizée stayed frozen, thinking. This wasn’t working. She had to think about something else.

If the Abby way didn’t worked…

It might be time to use the Ally’s way, she thought as she left the room, heading out.

***

The bedroom door opened again, Abby groaning at that, covers back on her.

Alizée walked to her side, sitting beside her. She put her hand on her twin’s shoulder, trying to soothe her.

"Okay, come on, we gotta get up now." Her voice was softer this time, trying to coax her out of bed.

Abby turned to her, shaking her head.

"I said n-" She started but got interrupted right away.

"I made hot chocolate." She said, showing the cup on the night stand.

Abby got quiet as she looked at it. The smell felt comforting. She looked at Alizée with sad eyes, no traces of anger left. Maybe a bit of confusion as well.

"And I’ve got the almond croissants that make you think of home." Alizée continued, getting it out of her purse before handing it to her sister.

It took a minute before Abby reacted. Tears were still there but it wasn’t just sadness anymore.

No, it was something softer. Warmer. Grateful.

She took the croissant before offering a sad smile to her sister.

"Thank you." She said softly and Alizée smiled reassuringly at her.

She figured it out. Her sister needed her. Not anything else.

She sat beside her, letting her sister lay her head on her shoulder.

"It’s okay. Baby steps, alright?" She assured and her sister nodded, closing her eyes for a few seconds.

Alizée let her head fall gently on her sister’s as she let her sister rest for a second.

"I’m here for you. Always." She reminded, knowing that they would both be okay.

[sh4tt3rg1rl]

Sing a new song, chiquitita