#oc: draig

[dystopicjumpsuit]

It's not Sunday but I'm sharing my OC Draig anyway.

Charming, funny, and dodgy as hell, Draig has not paid for a drink in fifteen years. He’s the sort of person who will sit next to you in the Corrie drunk tank and laugh about how you ended up there while you wait for Mic to come bail you both out.

In his defense, it was a great story. Art by me 🩵

More info below the cut! Content warning for non-detailed violence and eye injury/loss.

Overview

Name: Draig Birth year/age: 51 BBY (32 at end of the Clone Wars) Species: Zabrak Pronouns: he/him Orientation: bi/pan Home planet: Oba Diah Current location: Coruscant Occupation: “acquisitions” contract specialist (AKA thief for hire); journeyman pain in the ass; professional menace to society and underpants across the galaxy Affiliation: Bounty Hunters’ Guild Alignment: chaotic neutral Family: Oisin (father); Epha (mother, deceased); Mic and Branna Dhorhil (family of the heart)

Physical characteristics

Height: 6’/182 cm without the horns, but he counts them, so he tells everyone 6’2”/188 cm. Mic considers this ridiculous. Eyes: brown, one cybernetic gray Hair: bald Skin: brown Tattoos/piercings/identifying marks: traditional Zabrak facial tattoos; various facial and ear piercings

Personal history: 

Oisin and Epha had given up on having children when Draig came along. Oisin was 48, Epha was 41, and they were ecstatic to finally have the child they had so desperately wanted. Draig was their only child, and they adored him. The family lived happily for fourteen years, until Epha suddenly passed away from a massive stroke just before Draig started secondary school. Oisin was devastated, and Draig, in addition to his own grief, felt the weight of the galaxy on his young shoulders as he watched his father spiral.

When Draig started secondary school a couple months later, he was targeted by an older bully. Small for his age, and still reeling from the loss of his mother, Draig seemed like an easy target—at least, until Mic Dhorhil intervened when nobody else would. Draig and Mic both got suspended. Draig was distraught: the thought of adding to his father’s stress when Oisin was already struggling so much seemed like the end of the world to the young Zabrak. Mic took him to his own home instead so they could try to figure things out.

Mic’s mom Branna was home from work, and she convinced Draig that everything would be all right. She patched up both of the boys, got them a snack, and then commed Oisin to explain things diplomatically. From that point on, Draig and Mic were inseparable. The boys were best friends, and Draig imprinted like a baby duck on Branna as she stepped up to help him and Oisin through the loss of Epha. 

The two families became so close that they stopped considering themselves separate families at all, which was why, when Oisin fell ill, Mic didn’t hesitate to go along with Draig’s plan to steal the medication he needed from the Pyke syndicate. Their plan was a simple smash and grab, and somehow, they made it out alive—barely. Draig’s adrenaline rush from his first heist had barely faded when the bounty hunter showed up at the Dhorhils’ house.

Mic, Draig, and Branna fought back fiercely, but the hunter managed to slash Draig across the face before Branna killed the man with his own vibroblade. There was nothing to be done to save Draig’s eye. They didn’t even have time to apply bacta until they were already aboard the shuttle Branna stole from the Oba Diah City spaceport, in hyperspace on the way to Coruscant. 

The family disappeared into the Coruscant underworld until Branna was able to smooth things over with the Pykes. Oisin, having made a full recovery, opened a mechanic shop in the lower levels, while Mic started working in bars and restaurants and Branna took a position with Coruscant Public Transit. Draig, on the other hand, didn’t find the transition to Coruscant easy or straightforward, and he drifted into rougher crowds. 

Having gotten a taste for adrenaline during the Pyke heist, he started to engage in petty theft, which he rationalized as helping out while finances were tight. Before long, he discovered that he didn’t just like the challenge and the rush of stealing: he was good at it. Really good. He started honing his skills, seeking out larger, more valuable, and more difficult targets, until one day, almost without realizing it, he had become one of the best thieves in the business. Unsurprisingly, this put a target on his back—not only from the Coruscant Security Force, but also from other thieves looking to make a name for themselves.

Out of self-preservation, Draig decided to join the Bounty Hunters’ Guild, where he offered his services to anyone who could pay. He specialized in what the Guild diplomatically called “acquisitions,” but the truth was that he would do just about anything for the right price.

Anything except turn on his family.

Personality:

Charming and irresponsible irresistible. There’s not much in life that Draig takes seriously. He’s laid-back and easy-going to a fault, except when it comes to his work. He’s happy to go with the flow and let other people take the lead—especially Mic. His adrenaline-junkie tendencies cause him to sometimes take unnecessary risks, though he would never intentionally put someone else in danger.

He is uncompromisingly loyal to an incredibly small circle of people. If you are in that circle, he’ll do anything for you, no questions asked, regardless of the legal, ethical, or moral implications. Outside that circle, though, he doesn’t get attached. He’s friendly and approachable, but he’s one of those people who you realize after you’ve talked to him for weeks that he’s never shared anything about himself beyond the most superficial details. You were just distracted by how much he made you laugh and how much fun you had together to realize that he never let you get close to him.

In relationships, this manifests in a string of short-term flings where both/all parties agree to part ways cordially within a few weeks at maximum. He generally goes into a relationship with the understanding and expectation that it will stay casual and light, and he’s up front with his partners about that. Despite that, there have been times when things have gotten complicated and messy, which is why he now refuses to allow anyone outside his family to know where he lives.

Draig completely lacks Mic’s intensity, which is ironic, given that of the two, Draig is far more likely to break someone’s heart. Again, he’d never do it on purpose, but it’s a little too easy to fall for him when he has made a career of not falling. Ever. Which is why it’s the end of the kriffing galaxy the first time he catches feelings.

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Thanks for the tag @ladyzirkonia! Some of these are so accurate it actually hurts.

Mic:

If someone they knew committed a crime, Mic would cover for them. TRUE, this is not, in fact, a headcanon, but is fully canon. He would and he has. In fact, he actively aids and abets on multiple occasions.

Mic sleeps until noon. TRUE, but in fairness, he works the closing shift at 79's, and that's after pulling a full workday at his own bar, so no judgment from me.

Mic had an emo phase. TRUE, but to this day he insists that his and Draig's teenaged band, The Horny Devils, was punk, not emo.

Draig:

Draig listens to 80s music. TRUE! He's a New Wave enthusiast.

Draig has been to prison. To the surprise of absolutely nobody, TRUE!

Draig wears Hello Kitty socks. THAT WAS ONE TIME!

Cerra:

Cerra can't sit in a chair properly. TRUE; she is a chronic chair abuser.

Cerra would buy clothes from the soup store. FALSE! Cerra would steal clothes from the soup store. Also, Cerra would buy soup from the clothes store.

Cerra almost drank the lethal dosage of caffeine once. TRUE; Echo actively wonders how she is still alive.

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Not true. That was very easy.

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OC Interview: Brennan Draig

Thank you so much for the tag, @blind-the-winds. I really enjoyed reading your answers. I also think the interview style for this was brilliant. I've already did this for myself.

Rules: Answer the following questions for an OC of your choice.

I did something like this many years ago for Cyras, the protagonist of Cold as Ice, and I loved it. It helped me really sink into her character.

I decided to do this with Brennan, the love interest of Flight of the Dragon. Brennan is a 1200-year-old silver dragon who is also one of the rulers a city-state in the Olessan Region.

Please be aware of the following triggers: talks of death. Flight of the Dragon is set in a dark fantasy world, so very dark themes apply to it.

Knight-Errant Brennan Draig

1. Are you named after anyone?

In the world, Brennan is not named after anyone. I had debated whether he would be named after a relative or not, but ultimately decided that he wouldn't be.

As Flight of the Dragon was originally wrote to be low fantasy and exist on our planet, Brennan was originally written as King Arthur. I got his name from the Irish name Brennan (sorrow) and Welsh word Draig (dragon).

2. When was the last time you cried?

Brennan never cries. He believes that in order to make changes in the world that action is required. This is why he rushes to the cathedral to protect a newborn Alystin and her mother and agrees to train Alystin in martial and ranged weapons in FOTD.

There was one pivotal moment when he did cry. After he confronts Jhaer and his clutch is completely destroyed, he is running on pure adrenaline. The chief god appears before him and tells him that in exchanged for his freedom Brennan needs to fulfill the promise all silver dragons pledged to Amés. He vows to live his life for Amés and free all of the dragon souls that Jhaer is using to fuel her blood magick.

After the adrenaline wears off and he is far away from his castle / lair, Brennan breaks down and cries. He mourns the mate and children that died in Jhaer's siege.

Interesting that Jhaer was originally Morgana from the legends of King Arthur.

3. Do you have any kids?

Brennan lost his mate, Beatrix, and children in the siege let loose by the Enethian necromancer, Ellarian Jhaer. The only ones that are left are the twins named Aldrien and Palar. He sent them away to learn from the golden dragon: Kalzeruth.

He also has one more child who survived the seige named Kanderth. Kanderth becomes corrupted, raised as a great draconic lich, and works with Jhaer. Brennan is the one who lays Kanderth to rest.

He and Alystin will become the mother and father of Flame. They have two hybrid children together. These children are the ancestors of modern men and drakl. Drakl are dragonmen and are at war with men.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

Although he is considered a wise wyrm, Brennan can't help but use sarcasm on occasion. He tries to lead by sincerity, integrity, and candor, but those sarcastic moments tend to shine through when he is dealing with Jhaer or her cult.

5. What's the first thing you notice about people?

The first thing that Brennan notices about people is their eyes. He is fond of saying that the eyes are windows to the soul.

Brennan has a draconic ability that allows him to see auras and determine if someone is friend or foe. This ability is triggered by looking into the eyes of the target. The world around him becomes ghostly grey hues. The Wraith, the anti-hero protagonist from Cold as Ice, has a similar ability from her draconic ancestry. Some could say that this comes from the father of the modern dragons.

6. What's your eye color?

From my notes in Flight of the Dragon.

Brennan Draig has eyes almost the color of silver. When he uses any magick, they will glow a powder blue. His left eye is clouded a dull grey with a darker silver around the outer edge of the iris. A vertical, thick raised scar darts from right above his left eyebrow, runs down his eyelid, and stops at the beginning of his cheek.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

During the early Age of Men, civilization told sagas instead of showing movies. That technology doesn't exist until the Age of Steam.

Brennan enjoys stories about the great battles his clutch fought and the dangerous journeys they made. These stories were to record and preserve their culture and things that the Elders thought was important for future generations.

With that in mind, he doesn't care one way or the other about the endings.

8. Any special talents?

Brennan has a knack for languages.

As a dragon, he has most of the talents that you would normally associate with an ancient wyrm. He is immune to cold and can exhale a cone of icy air which freezes most of everything it touches.

One of the special talents that he personally teaches his offspring is the ability to use body magick to shift bones, wings, and flesh into a human form or beast. This is a painful process that the dragons tend to either spend their time in human or draconic forms.

Once Alystin becomes his dragon knight, she and Brennan will often share telepathy, pain, and even something simple as hormone changes.

As a dragon, he has impressive flight. He will often tell Alystin to mount him, so they could transverse the world quicker through the skies, but she insists that she would never disrespect him like that as he is not a beast of burden. Brennan loves to soar.

9. Where were you born?

Brennan was born in the northern forests of the Olessa region. These forests are old-growth forests that was inspired by forests in England.

When he was only a young dragon, he was left in these forests and told only to survive. His father thought that this would help him when it was time for him to pass onto the Ven plane. Brennan would take over and rule after that.

10. What are your hobbies?

There are several hobbies that Brennan enjoys. when he was the ruler of Seralia, he enjoyed falconry. He enjoyed teaching the young birds of prey to hunt wild animals for food.

Brennan enjoys reading. There were many times that he could be found in Adwen ferch Afan's library bent over old scrolls and tomes.

With Eternity threatening to end the Planes of Existence, he doesn't have time to practice the hobbies that he enjoyed.

11. Have you any pets?

Outside of his falcons that didn't make it out of Adwen ferch Afan when Jhaer besieged them, he travels with a malamute named Emray.

Emray is Alystin's dog. He stands about 26 inches in height from his shoulder and weighs 95 pounds with a plumed tail that is held over his back. Emray is very loyal to Alystin, even going so far as attacking Brennan after the Huntsman is burned to the ground. However, once he realized that Brennan wasn't going to hurt his master, Emray would become his best friend.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

There were several outdoor games that Brennan would play with his flight. Most of these sports were based on his knights' warrior skills. There were competitions in archery, wrestling, stone throwing, and sword play.

Brennan engaged in running and swimming. They would play a ball game with stick and ball. In other communities, it wasn't uncommon for someone to be hurt or killed, as early Olessans tend to play rough. Women were not allowed to participate in these games, but they would gather and watch their partners.

13. How tall are you?

Human-form

Brennan stands 7 feet 2 inches. He is one of the tallest characters that I have, and his height is inspired by Johann Petursson and André René Roussimoff.

Dragon-form

As an ancient wyrm, Brennan tends to stand 120 feet. He has a 35-foot body and neck length, 50-foot tail, 150-foot max wingspan, and weighs over 640 tons. He is rarely in this form as he knows that it inspires terror in his follows. It actually surprises him when Alystin accepts him.

14. Favorite subject in school?

There are no schools during the early Age of Men. Education was provided through private tutors. Only a handful of early Olessans could afford to educate their sons. This is seen when Brennan sent away the twins to learn beneath the tutelage of Kanderth.

Brennan's favorite thing to learn would be soaring through the heavens.

During Flight of the Dragon, after Alystin asks him about a time he was truly terrified, he recalls to him the first time he spent among the clouds. He was frightened as his wings became slick with dew, sending him plummeting toward the ground. At the last moment, he unfurrowed his massive wings and righted himself at the last moment. He tells her that he could have given up and died, but he pushed forward, as she will have to during the fight with Eternity.

15. Dream job?

Despite railing against his destiny when he was younger, Brennan was always met to follow in his father's footsteps and rule his region. He once wanted to be a poet, a storyteller responsible for keeping the history and tradition of his people alive, but that quickly fell apart when his father was fatally wounded during an assassination attempt.

Now, he wishes to recapture Adwen ferch Afan, unite all of the Olessan region, and have Alystin take her place beside him.

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Fat dragon pls

Characters: Auryn, Kane (OCs)

Content: furry, anthro dragons, fat furs, immobile dragon, extreme weight gain, ultra extreme obesity

Summary: Auryn of the Draig Crime Family finds himself at odds with his father Kane.

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Through out the meeting with Kija of the Lóng Triad, Auryn’s wings had flapped in annoyance and smoke emanated from his nose. He felt his wings tense and shrink, he tried to shuffle and relax them to little success. He wanted to look like a tall, proud Dragon, but he knew he was failing. His neck forced his head downwards, his shoulders hunched, and his tail swayed in short sharp movements. He resisted the urge to pick at his golden and green scales, only because his father was present. He felt his body relax as Kija left, but he was still tense, he was sat atop his father’s mountainous girth after all.

Auryn didn’t look much like his father, or a Draig at all. He had his golden scales and his mother’s green ones, but the former was the colour of the Draig family, green of the Dragan. The marriage between Kane and Clodagh was a symbol of the war between both ending and the families joining together… but Kane did assume his children would be purely golden. Auryn was also skinny, lithe like his mother and the Wyrm’s of her land. His arms and fingers were so slim they looked as if they could snap. Kane on the other hand was a marvellous example of a Dragon, he’d continued the family legacy of being fatter than his father before him.

The ancestral home had a room specifically for the patriarch, and for the first time in generations, there managed to be a dragon who was starting to actually fill it. Kane’s gut was the palest part of him, it had cold skin and little scales. The lowest fat roll was bigger than Auryn in height, to the point where his son had to fly up to Kane’s bloated neck tyre. He was perched on it now, terrified that he was going to fall or trap his limbs between his father’s adipose. Auryn had been expect to be grow even bigger than Kane, and given he was easily the skinniest dragon in the family that was just one of many reasons he knew he wasn’t going to take over the family business. That however did not mean he was going to stop working harder than anyone else, nor was he going to give up his birthright to his half-siblings.

“Now that the Lóng Triad has gone, are you going to act like a brat, runt?” Kane snarled, his sharp teeth poking out from between his bloated lips. His horns poked out from between his fat rolls, over half of them were swallowed up by bloated scales. He clicked his fingers and gestured to the servants, they scurried around him and the feeding tube surgically added to his gut began whirring to fill his stomach with lard as they spoke. It was an invention of Kane himself and a fantastic way to bypass any potential hunger pains before they began without stopping him from working.

“I just don’t see why we have to work with them. Our family have never worked with them.”

“Things are changing-”

“Right. Sure it’s got nothing to do with the exotic meats they brought your fat ass,” Auryn interrupted. The servants around them stopped in their tracks, a thick silence in the room as the Help daren’t even breathe. Auryn found that neither did he.

“Runt,” Kane said finally through gritted teeth, he swallowed, his breath growing jagged which the servants took to mean he needed a large meal brought from the dungeons. “Do you remember what happened to your right horn?”

“I- Yes, Father,” Auryn swallowed. When he reached puberty and his metabolism had not slowed down, his father had tipped his right horn from the side of his head. The stump that had been left still ached in the cold and itched as Kane spoke of it.

“It is a very useful deformity, it shows you are not a full man, Runt. Now what do you think it would mean if I took your left?” Auryn didn’t say a word, he curled up as small as he could, covering his body with his wings. “Runt,” Kane snapped again when Auryn had grown quiet.

“That I’m not a man at all,” Auryn whimpered.

“Good. Now keep your mouth shut and do as I say.”

“Yes, Sir.” Auryn said, he took this as his cue to leave. He spread his wings and pushed himself away from his father’s gigantic, shapeless body. When he reached Kane’s breasts a thick, swollen hand with sharp claws grabbed him by the back of the neck.

“Before you go,” Kane said tauntingly as he pierced Auryn’s scales under his cheeks. His son gasped and whined, and tears formed in his yellow eyes. “Remember, you’re only my son as long as I allow it.”

“I- Yes, yes, Sir,” Auryn gasped. Kane let go and let Auryn’s wings struggle to take him to the ground. He could feel his father’s mock gaze as he left the room, his chest heaving up and down as he did. It wasn’t until he reached the outside that he realised how much his father’s body took after the citadel. The thick sweat that filled the air caused his chest, sinuses, and even fire glands to swell and clog up. The idea that he was supposed to be that huge… He’d never even seen his father fly, he could roast his own food but that was all he used his abilities for. How could that be what the head of the family was supposed to be? Auryn kept asking himself, as he had done since he was a child. He’d yet to find a sufficient answer.

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[via bleedinghearth] 🗣 TEDDY BOY

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TEDDYYY.

Oh Teddy, I have known him for a short time and have not yet had the joy of playing much with him, but in the short time I have, he's become a really reaLLY fun presence on my dash.

First off, I am a sucker for dragons. I'll admit it. I dunno if my giant monster dragon OC that I've had for two decades, or the fact that my first tattoo I promised baby!Draig I'd get is going to be Spyro, made it obvious that I miiiight be a little biased, BUT it's not just that.

I love his personality and sense of morals. Something about very powerful creatures, ESPECIALLY THE DRACONICALLY INCLINED, who are generally peaceful and kind and wanting to avoid suffering just really gets me in the heart, y'know? He's such a lovely presence, he's got mischief and fun and a big heart, too. I haven't gotten deep into his lore, but just my few interactions so far? I love how he bounces off Viktor. These two are going to be a riot, no matter what direction their relationship goes, for real. But I love that despite Viktor being a little freak, Teddy believed them and was right there to help when a mutual ally was in danger.

Man, I'd read a book about this man. I'd read a whole series of books about this man. I'd watch the inevitably mediocre Netflix TV adaptation of the books about this man and still love it.

For real, just scrolling through his verse list alone is a wILD RIDE, and I cannot wait to read and interact more. Please at the very least go check out this big gentle man, his stories so far are a delight.

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OC Sunday: Mic Dhorhil, the grumpiest bartender on Coruscant

A jaded Devaronian bartender with a complicated relationship to the Pyke syndicate. He absolutely judges your drink order. Don’t be fooled by his sardonic and guarded exterior: he might keep a slugthrower behind the bar (just in case), but he feeds the stray tooka who lives in the alley behind 79’s every night after he closes.

The face of a man who just had to clean up the used condoms from the floor of the refreshers at 79's. He is begging people, for the love of the Force, to use the trash compactor. Art by me 🩵

More info below the cut! Content warning for non-descriptive violence.

Overview

Name: Mic Dhorhil (pronounced Mick like Jagger, not like two turntables and a microphone) Birth year/age: 51 BBY (32 at end of the Clone Wars) Species: Devaronian Pronouns: he/him Orientation: bi/pan Home planet: Oba Diah Current location: Coruscant Occupation: grumpiest bartender on Coruscant; babysitter of one (1) pain in the ass Zabrak who is definitely old enough to know better Affiliation: 79’s bar Alignment: chaotic neutral Family: Branna Dhorhil (mother), Mhorig Durand (father, estranged), Oisin and Draig (family of the heart)

Physical characteristics

Height: 6’4”/193cm without the horns Eyes: amber Hair: bald Skin: green Tattoos/piercings/identifying marks: facial and ear piercings (and one more—can you guess?); tattoos on arms, back, and chest; significant scarring on face and body

Personal history: 

Mic was born and raised on Oba Diah, the son of single mom Branna Dhorhil. He never met his father, and Branna never talked about him. When Mic started secondary school, he met Draig, the young Zabrak who would become his lifelong best friend. Draig was small for his age, and he had lost his mother very suddenly only a few months before. Because of this, an older bully made the mistake of thinking he would be an easy target. Unfortunately for the bully, Mic was not small for his age. He stepped in and kicked the bully’s ass, with the result that both Mic and Draig were suspended.

Draig was distraught at the prospect of having to tell his father, Oisin, what had happened, when Oisin was already dealing with so much following the death of his wife. Branna was working the night shift at the time, so she was home. She recognized Draig immediately, as she worked with Oisin at the Oba Diah spaceport. She patched up the boys and got them a snack, then commed Oisin to explain what had happened. Oisin came to collect Draig, and they both stayed for dinner.

From that point on, the boys were inseparable, and the Dhorhil house was basically Draig’s second home. They formed a short-lived punk band, The Horny Devils, which played shows in Oisin’s garage once a week for their legions of adoring fan (it was Branna. Branna was their legions of adoring fan).

When Mic and Draig were in their second year of secondary school, Oisin collapsed at work. He was diagnosed with an aggressive illness, and the treatment was prohibitively expensive due to the Pyke syndicate’s monopoly on all medical goods and supplies on Oba Diah. The boys, being enterprising teens with endless self-confidence and very little impulse control, hatched a plan to break into the Pyke compound and steal the medication.

It did not go well.

They made it out, barely. They managed to get the medication and take it to Oisin, but unfortunately, they also got caught on security holovids. The Pykes, being the Pykes, didn’t take too kindly to being robbed by a couple of punk kids, and they put a bounty on both boys. The first hunter that found them cornered them in the Dhorhils’ home. Draig lost an eye to the hunter’s vibroblade before Branna managed to disarm and kill the bounty hunter with his own knife. 

They fled Oba Diah that night. Branna smuggled Oisin and the boys into the Oba Diah spaceport and stole a shuttle, then took them all to Coruscant to disappear and start over in the lower levels. Branna never told Oisin or the boys what she did to smooth things over with the Pykes, but eventually, the bounty was lifted. Nevertheless, Mic and Draig continued to give the Pykes a wide berth.

Mic started working as a busboy to help Branna while they struggled financially. Eventually, he worked his way up to become a bartender, crafting cocktails in some of the hottest bars in the upper levels. He dreamed of starting his own traditional Devaronian pub, and to help save money for that goal, he started working the closing shift at 79’s every night after he finished up at his regular job. Eventually, he scraped together the funds to start his own place in the Entertainment District, but he continued to work the closing shift at 79’s to make ends meet. 

Personality:

In the dictionary, next to the definition of “done,” you will find the above holo of Mic. That being said, he has a spectacularly long fuse. He doesn’t tolerate harassment or bullies, and the fastest way to find out what he looks like when he’s annoyed is to fuck with his customers, coworkers, or family (and he includes Oisin and Draig in that category). He’s reserved and quiet, but he has a wicked sense of humor, if you’re lucky enough to be able to overhear his commentary. 

He has Opinions™ about certain drinks, and he might not say them out loud, but you can feel the judgment if you come in and order a Green Zygerrian (like he just keeps green cream on hand, what the kriff do you think this is, a dairy?).

Aside from his family, Mic tends to hold people at a distance. It takes a long time to gain his trust, and even longer for him to feel truly comfortable around someone. Having witnessed how his father’s absence impacted Branna, Mic is very, very guarded about romance. He needs to get to know someone very well and form a strong connection with them before he’ll consider getting physical. But once he’s in? He’s all in. No games, no messing around: he knows what he wants, and he’ll be very upfront about it. He just needs to be sure his prospective partner is on the same page before he lets himself get involved.

Due to his personal history with the crime syndicates (not to mention his family’s nebulous respect for the law), Mic has an innate distrust of authority in general and the police in particular. He keeps a low profile, but when the Corrie Guard comes to 79’s, he’s on full alert. Oddly enough, Commander Fox is one of his favorite customers. Maybe he feels a deep spiritual connection to the Marshal Commander’s exhausted ori’vod energy.

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[celticwerewolf99]

[Image Description: Digital art in of a wooden Welsh love spoon featuring two original characters, Draig and Myrddin, in profile facing one another with their hands interlocked and closed eyes. They are placed on top of a celtic knot ring. Draig is on the left and Myrddin on the right.

Draig is a white teenage boy with short to mid-length, tousled hair and thick eye brows. He has pointed ears, horns on his head and a long tail with spikes and a sharp, triangular tip, wrapped around him and Myrddin covering the bottom of the circle. He wears an open varsity jacket with rolled up sleeves and a shirt underneath. Myrddin is a Black teenage boy with a medium, coily Afro and thin eye brows. He wears a long, flowing, open short sleeved jacket with a long sleeved shirt underneath.

Above the characters at the top of the love spoon is a large heart. The neck of the spoon below the characters is made up of a late cal tic knot which transitions into the bowl of the spoon. End Description]

Dydd Santes Dwynwen Hapus!/ Happy St.Dwynwen’s Day! ❤️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

A Welsh love spoon featuring my oc’s, Draig the dragon boy and Myrddin the mage.

I started this about two years ago but didn’t get around to finishing it until recently 😅

[gingersnaptaff]

Desire, ghost, nightmare?

Doing this for Arthur babyyyyyyy, and also, because I am on Gwalchmai kick, Gwalchmai! (Been re-editing and like I love him.)

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

For Arthur, it's definitely the fact that he wants to be king. That's solidly up there even though his parents and Emrys have dragged him to do it. It's all he's ever known, it's literally etched into his blood, so he legit Needs to do it. He's honestly really open with that because let's not forget he's a blockhead youth of sixteen so he's telling every fucker alive he's gonna be king, and I think, honestly, he wouldn't kill for it but he'd maim if he had to! It's war, he'll fight enemies, he'll beat down others. The only thing he wouldn't do is kill kids.

For Gwalchmai it's definitely trying to get Arthur to admit what he did, as well as becoming a great warrior. He's a little less hot-headed than his cousin though, so tends to be more reconciliatory although this does mean he's also roped into Arthur's schemes more often than he'd like to be, so I also think he really wants to get out of Arthur's shadow but that's for a later book. Also, yes, I do absolutely think he would go feral if pressed. I have talked about how in the Mabinogion Gwalchmai is legit the most peaceful man in existence but we forget that he's a giant killer. He will be a sneaky shit if necessary to accomplish his goals.

ghost: Who or what haunts your OC? What happened? How do they live with their ghosts?

Nobody haunts them yet BUT they will. (Uthyr will haunt Arthur, and Llewdwn Gwalchmai. Their dads are super super important to these lads and I think they're constantly compared to them every damn day. Can't say much cuz I'm still wringing things out!)

nightmare: What does your OC have nightmares about? How do they deal with their nightmares? Do they tell people, or keep it to themself?

Arthur constantly has nightmares until Gwyn and Dylan come on the scene, normally about Emrys and what he did to him as a kid. (Again, spoilers!) He's keeping thst shit to himself because nothing can touch the Pen y Draig, the son of Uthyr Ben. He's got to be fuckin unassailable lest the men see him as a weakling.

Gwalchmai, in contrast, doesn't have nightmares but he has night terrors once his mother announces that she's pregnant again. He can't work out why but he suspects it's because the gods are displeased. He tells his little brother, Gwalhafed, and they're both like 'ehejdjdj' because what can this MEAN? Their mum, Gwyar, would also get told but not by them. She'd worry about him though because that's her firstborn boy and he's not telling her why he's being troubled by gods-given nightmares.

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OCs

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I was tagged by @eurydicefades.

Flight of the Dragon Excerpt (cw: death)

A misty crystalized wave met the far wall, trapping and crushing the bones of the Glorendine caught in its break.

[pythonteeth]

Optional ask about ocs - feel free to ignore if you don't wanna answer; and if ya do answer, I encourage rambling! ^^

Gimme 1-5 of your ocs - whether they're your favorite, most recent, the one you've been having fun with recently, etc. Tell me some fun facts about them, and why you picked them!

Hope you're having a great day/night - and remember to stay hydrated!

oh! this is so sweet!!

hrmmm okay okay i think i have some i can yap about!

first there's rene&draig who live in a horror-comedy murder mystery where they have to figure out who murdered rene. draig, upon discovering that rene has been murdered summons a demonic entity that feeds on attention which is perfect because he's a death metal front man and therefore is perfectly able to repay his end of the bargain so long as his shows continue to get fans. Rene is necromanced through this demonic entity and now occasionally draig will allow the demonic entity to fully possess him in the middle of shows.

i'm deciding if i want their story to be an rpg or an actual comic for now.

then there's miel&chou who are two fucked up little guys engaging in the most mutual toxicity imaginable. chou hallucinates that the house is possessed by his mother and they must assuage the house by adding blood to the floorboards of the basement. there's also a thing with mirrors in this but i haven't specified how it works yet.

isaia is one of my favorites right now. he's very much a self insert of a guy but he's a fun oc i made for DRRR and my lil ggroup of friends that i play around with on discord.

he's an alien that was captured by area 51 for a decade or two and then broke out and escaped to another funky little town after passing through a dessert community and then moving to ikebukuro. when he says he's american it's because he was captured by a vague yet menacing government agency but truly he is a guy from some irregular dwarf galaxy that he has yet to specify. he's got infinite pocket space and keeps his boyfriend's pinky finger in there as a keepsake.