#oc: darian

[incaseofart]

I have been working really hard on this piece since May, and it's finally done!!! The most characters I've ever had in one art piece but HEY! I did it!!!

Consider this the cover for The Best Laid Plans, my ff7 Rufus x OC fan fic, but as you can see it's so much more than that one ship, with a mix of canon characters and OCs!

[chiiroptereh]

More refs! Sorry for the abundance of these, they're what I do when I've got no ideas :P Will have something cooler to show you in a couple days!

Characters are Darian and Kayak <3!

[diino8081]

happy halloween from flau

featuring the sillies who haven't been introduced yet

they're all wearing costumes n shit

yippee

[acetier]

another elden ring art dump feat. torin & friends

[funeralgrove]

Some Darian art. 😸

[stormvanari]

guy’s actually got bruises from metal flying at him due to his magnetism magic, but he hid them with a concealment stone on the center of his gear hairpin

[mahmhuxleyau]

Suspect #12: Cant stand his fake-ass 😒😒

Status: Pretty Suspicious

Last seen: No clue. He kind of just appeared out suddenly in the corner of the room. He might have been there the whole time, he might have not. Nobody knows.

“I’m not really into this whole… murder thing. But I send my condolences.”

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Darling-Pretentious-Reticent-Cautious-Eager-Cunning-Troublesome-Elegant-Daring-Peculiar-Worrisome-Slick-Placid-Chaotic-Nonchalant-Hesistant-Tricky-Peaceful-Cantankerous-Calculating-Jubilant-Prosperous-Charming-Reckless-Helpful-Caring-Gleeful-Mysterious-Wholesome-Snooty-Gentle-Whimsical-Mischievious-Silent-Pleasant-Malicious

Darian belongs to @sttanish!

[snimbusjavy]

When the Merge came to be, Dr. Albert Overbuild and the Nexus Force made it their immediate mission to help any and all of those who were affected by it, establishing refugee camps and providing with care, food, and any treatment needed at the Crossroads near Ninjago City.

It was no shock that many of the misplaced would wish to join their efforts too...

But just as it brought people from all over, it brought its own threats too. Creatures, monsters, and corporations who would exploit the victims of this new crisis.

The Nexus Force is spread thin across the universe in the efforts to work around the Merge, and with the Ninja who protect Ninjago gone, Dr. Overbuild needed new heroes to step up, much like he and the rest of the Force once did during the Rise of the Darkitect.

Heroes who no matter what they endured, or what they might've lost, are still willing to fight for this new world they can call home. True members of the Nexus Force.

Led by Albert himself, thus are the Protectors of the Crossroads born.

[xy-art]

rdr2 painting doodles // judith design belongs to @eeebins // Silas cred. to Kat.

[backfromthebrinkcomic]

Old doodle but a good doodle... so how are you all holding up during the hiatus?

[nokiaphonee]

" FIRST IMPRESSIONS. " - GARDENIA.

(Hiiiii, so me and my friend @crowcake0 made silly little ocs that kiss and i wrote about them. Mira belongs to @crowcake0 and Darian belongs to me. Uhhhh, enjoy!)

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Mortality is a blessing, living a long and aged life, and having that release at the end. Mortality is natural, familiar, it's what makes up the structure of humanity. So why must I stray so far from the structure?

I have walked this earth for far too long, and yet I am human. 245 years I have touched the ground, breathed this air, felt flesh on my bones and a heart in my chest, beating and beating like a drum and refusing to stop.

I have seen the rises and falls of empires, met many faces, and watched those faces parish. 

Human connection is such an odd thing. How fast it can fester and how fast it can end is truly fascinating to me. Every year that passes, the more and more I lose my hope for what humanity has done to this beautiful planet, animals they are. 

I have fought many wars, seen many corpses, I have lived so many lives in just one body. Every scar I gain tells its own story, at this point, they have become a clock for me to tell just how long I have lingered, even if I should've been gone decades ago.

Armor sat neatly on my body, weighing down heavily. I didn't mind it, I have lived in armor almost my entire life. I was never one for taking such domestic jobs, I was a known war lord, not just a personal knight to keep a queen safe. I was respected among men, my face never known, just a name. Darian. But for this, my face felt the bright shine and warmth of the sun, allumniating every scar and freckle on my skin. I was a spy, only here to collect intel, pretend, and leave, simple.

Gardenia was the name of the kingdom, quite grand i had to admit. Buildings of stone rose high into the sky, and the main centerpiece being a castle who stood above the rest. It was quite a sight for sore eyes, anyone could appreciate the architecture of this place. One moment I was admiring the view, the next I was being guided into the castle, it was much larger on the inside then it appeared on the outside. My arms remained at my sides, my eyes forward, my face looking as if made out of stone. Voices were going in and out of my ears, I had no care for what they had to say.

The throne room was truly gorgeous. All sorts of royal colors and banners lining the walls, paintings, statues, it was so alive. I almost broke when I took it all in, I had been in many castles but never like this.

Everything was a blur for me besides the room, all of the people, royal staff, all out of focus. I was only focused on my job, I had all the time in the world to marvel about such beauties and luxuries later. Though, I was sucked back in at the mere sight of the queen. Her hair looked unnaturally white, even golden from the large slivers of sunlight entering in. Her skin was a nice contrast from her hair. The second thing I noticed was a small scar on her forehead, big enough to be noticed, but small enough to not be a sore sight. I was so captivated I had forgotten to bow upon her entry.

I felt eyes on me, kneeling down with a hand to my heart and another behind my back. “Queen Mirabilis, I am at your service.” My voice was rough and groveling, my throat spiking for a moment. My head lifted a second after, meeting her directly in the eyes. Her hands folded neatly in front of her, her gown fitting for a queen, a crown resting neatly on her head.

“No need for the formalities my dear! Mira will do just fine.” A polite smile stretched across the queen's face, her voice gentle as silk. I only nodded my head to her request, I was afraid my voice would come out as high pitched as hers if i spoke anything else.

For my mission, I had to act as her personal knight. Or, a bodyguard. This had previously sounded like a simple task where I could collect a paycheck and leave. But, clearly my brain and heart were betraying me on this one simply for how captivating she had turned out to be.

I know this would have been different. I was protecting a king, I would keep my stone and stubborn face to the end, I always found men disgusting. An ironic thought for a person posing as one. I certainly blended in. my features looked more masculine, my chest never showed, my voice was manually deepended, there was no reason for any man to be suspicious i was not one of them.

“And what is your name, sir?” I had fully perked up upon hearing the queen speak up again, her head tilting the slightest bit out of curiosity.

“Darian, my queen.” I answered her back, clearing my throat before doing so. I heard her mumble my name a couple of times, letting the name sit on her tongue for a moment. A smile remained on her face, her voice was calming as she spoke to different advisors and staff, readying me a room and orders for other such tasks. I could tell she was an orderly presence among them all, despite her soft spoken demeanor and quiet appearance, they all knew she was in charge.

The absence of a king was the second thing I noticed when I had first walked in, only her. She had been ruling by herself, keeping this kingdom afloat for so long.

I had seen empires rise and fall, but this one held its head high, and so did its queen.

[crowvaarts]

My Webcomic Back From The Brink is doing numbers on webtoon right now!

If you like the idea of a silly dead demon detective solving his own murder case and you've been meaning to pick it up to read now's your chance!

pssst... you can also read it here on tumblr @backfromthebrinkcomic

[diino8081]

FL!AU DOODLES🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 but on paper🔥🔥🔥🔥

closeups below the cut

[acetier]

Does torin have any backstory from before he was resurrected by grace? Possibly pertaining to his class as a confessor?

He does! Lore dump below the cut:

Torin was born outside of the Lands Between. His parents died when he was young, so he was taken in by the church and raised on the teachings of the Two Fingers. He manages to live a decent life into young adulthood before he's seriously wounded when the church is raided by enemies of the Two Fingers and the Golden Order. Although the initial wound doesn't kill him, he lingers painfully for days before finally succumbing to infection. He's resurrected by grace and the church immediately begins training him to be a confessor. After a few years in training, the church sends him to the Lands Between to hunt down those who have strayed from grace.

Nowadays, he prefers not to speak of his old life as his faith in the Golden Order and the Two Fingers has become a bitter memory.

bonus torin before The Fuckening:

[virtualbeetle]

the dangers of having an eel-wolf in your house is that he is just as big as you are. and will occasionally hold different priorities from you.

[stormvanari]

former outlaw-now trpg pro that no-scoped psychological warfare on coven scouts