#oc: deneb

[friberchi]

"I have noticed that the painted elf seeks the attention of the Grey Warden" 🗿

[sharaneedpaper]

oc 7 year time skip <3333

[thatskylyrebird]

[incaseofart]

MY BELOVED!!! 🥺🥺🥺 They look so cute having SUMMER FUN!!!! Thank you so much I adore this with my entire heart

@incaseofart's OC, Deneb, for Art Fight 2024! I love the unique color scheme and I had a lot of fun with the glowy effects.

[sandara-and-coco]

Nella & Qi’s dream boys grown up version ✨

[rockwgooglyeyes]

How is Dian after Round 20, actually?

HEWWO!! hello even to Para perhaps? if so hello Para i love you <3 even if this isn't Para hellooooo thank you for the ask :D

so I am actually writing something for Dian right now but it is admittedly post Round 21. there was originally going to be a flashback in it, to the immediate aftermath of round 20 but i think. that I will put that here instead because the other writing is getting too long 😔

it is down below!! hehe

Post Round 20 - Dian POV

It was barely a system hour after the conclusion of Round 20 when Dian's guardian caught him backstage. Teneb's long, elegant neck bowed in order to enter Dian's dressing room but he knew it was the furthest thing from a show of fealty. He hid the clenching of his fists within his long, ruffled sleeves and tried his very best not to clench his jaw, for she would see it, she would perceive his tension and mock him in that chortling way of hers. She closed the door behind her, shaking out her feathers and smoothing them down before turning to level him with her placid, perceptive gaze.

Seeing his tension in spite of his best efforts, Teneb raised her wing to laugh into her hand, hiccuping sound bubbling up from deep in her throat, and her shiny black eyes smiled in that way that her mouth could never quite manage, with the hard bone of her beak.

"This really is affecting you, isn't it, darling?" She remarked, cupping his face delicately with her hand. He held back the shiver that begged to cascade through his nerves at the fine tips of her feathers against his skin. Keeping the grimace off of his face was much easier, as he had long grown accustomed to the strong cloud of perfume that followed her like a wraith. "Your little pet is dead and gone . . . how tragic." She pinched his cheek and cooed at him.

"Did you only come to check in on my condition, Master?" Dian bit out in a voice that was only barely polite, barely steady. "For I assure you, my emotions will not compromise my performance."

"Oh, I am not concerned," Teneb dismissed with a wave of her hand. "The gifts that I have given you wouldn't be nearly so generous if you were a shoddy actor. No, I know you can play your part, no matter the state of your heart." Dian froze, his heart skipping a beat in his chest and his throat going dry. Teneb noticed his sudden discomfort and she smiled.

"Was it that you thought I didn't know?" She asked, getting closer to him. She loomed, casting a dark shadow over him with the way her body blocked the lights in the ceiling. "Darling, I knew as soon as you agreed to sire his child. You begged me to keep you from the breeding stocks and yet, all your little pet had to do was ask and you caved just like that." She snapped her fingers and trilled a vindictive laugh.

"Master, why are you here?" Dian gritted out, unable to keep the adrenaline from roaring through his veins, fight or flight blaring through his head at decibel levels that could permanently deafen him. "Just to taunt me? To spit in my face and laugh? I know I am a fool for having emotional attachments but it is far too late to prevent that." Teneb watched him for a long moment before letting out a huff and stepping back.

"I was merely here to test your mettle so don't worry your pretty little head." She turned around but kept her eyes on him. "You've passed," she told him before sweeping out of the room in a whirlwind of white feathers and aniseed.

[klug]

Thinking about how I need to redo my OC tags on this blog since I renamed Verity and Cygnus and now the tagging situation is kind of confusing

[vodka-and-ocs]

Dungeons & Inkwells 29: Dragonborn sorcerer

[wheatu]

Doodles fresh from the oven.

The last one is a redraw of this.

[fortunearcanaz]

hop on the tragic oc siblingisms

[friberchi]

Portable partner 🐰

[meyecy]

being very normal about my pokemon oc tonight. love to draw characters in normal situations and lighting

[thatskylyrebird]

A summer windsongs...will they ever make it?.

A postman,candlemanker and wanderer

[vegalustirra]

I once mentioned that there was a male version of Vega. This is the only reference I have at the moment though.

He's at 6'3", & is quite a reckless man. Though he's the kind that looks like he doesn't care about you, but he actually really does.

[sandara-and-coco]

A bit of dream boys angst...

For context

Deneb, first son of Nella & Qi is deaf since birth like his mother and also mute. So when it’s too much for that young boy to not being able to express fully what he feels and want to say, he shatter.

Each time Zero is near him, trying to ease his big brother pain as best as he can...

[cheesygarlic]

*throws basefills to you guys like i'm feeding crows* anyways here's your one art post for the rest of the year. enjoy lmao bye base by @mewtwoandme, right here! PLEASE go look at their stuff it is AMAZING