#oc: jamal

[boyybites]

OC Thumbnails for Toyhouse that I have so far that were made 100% by me. I'll likely redo a few of these since I'm not happy with at least two here but I like how varied they all are so I thought I'd post em here for you guys.

[real-godzekiel]

Baoleians don't sleep. Stupid advice. 200 years working in foodservice industry. (I think I might make this an actual thing happening in Baoleia that citizens who cannot pass a certain grade in school just get stuck in a "bad job" for the rest of their lives. Context for what is Baoleia: Naviaqua's neighboring country in the east which still sucks but in a different way.)

[fabseg-creator]

Scooby-Doo concept: Spotty-Doo/The Mystery Kids (from jamal-white-18)

I've made this edit for @jamal-white-18.

It presents a New Generation of Scooby Team/Mystery Machine crew.

[mouircedes]

i’m aidan, 20, from turkey, he/him, and pansexual 🧞‍♂️ i’m new to this app so my intro is gonna be straight up ass, sorry about that- bare with me

content :

i haven’t seen anyone on here doing this so i’m here to enlighten y’all, maybe..so i’ll be posting football themes for all of you including the gay football shippers. by the way, themes as in aesthetic pictures blended with a footballer or made up videos with povs etc,, i even do audios. i do both footballer x reader and footballer x footballer. i accept any requests so every type of theme is accepted here like nsfw, fluff, agnst, etc,, except of abuse or gore. i never ignore my dms or inbox so feel free to send me as many requests as you like:) nvm i write too u convinced me

dni :

dni if you are against gay football pairings or just lgbt in general. i’m pansexual myself so i will not be dealing with unnecessary hate, if you are uncomfortable with the stuff i post then block me. as easy as that

if you want to make an nsfw request make sure to choose a legal footballer instead of a minor because i will simply ignore your request and delete it immediately. i’m not comfortable with doing nsfw themes including minors or freshly legals

thank you for reading, have a nice day/night😶‍🌫️

[yesshewritestoo]

Ungodly Hour, empire

Fallon and Imani Lyon have had everything handed to them as far as the material things go. A new car? Got it. Yves Saint Laurent shoes that haven't even been released yet? Done. The only thing they ever had to work for was music. They knew their father wasn't just gonna make space on the label for them, so they had to prove that they were supposed to be a part of Empire. And they would, once they get their father to listen to at least one of their songs.

Imani was seven when Cookie went to jail. Her mother was her best friend, and she would talk to her anytime she could. She, Jamal, and Cookie's relationship with each other through the seventeen years they'd been apart. She was hanging out at Jamal's, when her best friend showed up outside his apartment, seeing the siblings for the first time in seventeen years.

Fallon doesn't know who Cookie Lyon is. She was only ten months old when Cookie got locked up, and Lucious made it a point to rarely speak to or about her. He was too focused on Empire and Hakeem to bring her up, anyway. The only two people she actually looked to for guidance was Imani and Anika, her father's girlfriend. Anika and Fallon's relationship was that of sister, more so than a maternal relationship. The two would hang out all the time, be each other's shoulder to cry on and everything. So, when a woman finds herself in her father's office, claiming to be her mother, she doesn't know how to respond.

[kawaiigirly21]

I know I'm so SUPER late but I wanna write an Empire story where my of is the twin of Hakeem and just dealing with her family antics. She won't have much drama on her own but she tries to navigate through her family's. She'll be a singer on the label and regularly team up with Jamal. Definitely a Daddy's girl at heart and the MOST spoiled. She's attached to Cookie once she returns from jail and she practically worships the ground Andre walks on

[blossom-blur]

Jamal 💚👦🏽⚽

He's an orphan boy who loves soccer and he lives in the World of Disney.

Name: Jamal Gender: Male Age: 11 Species: Human Height: 3'9 Hair: Dark Brown Eyes: Brown Skin: A Little Light Brown Home: World of Disney Personality: Friendly, Innocent, Polite, Brave, Comforting, Understanding, and Kind Likes: Mickey and his friends, Magic, Having fun, Soccer, Dancing, Having fun, Finna and her friends, Hugs, Parties, Having friends, Beautiful things and places, Comforting his friends, Nice people, and Adventures Dislikes: Bullies, Evil, Darkness, Bad guys, Seeing his friends sad, Pete aka Peg-Leg Pete, and Green beans Powers/Abilities: Speed / Strength / Very Good Soccer Playing Skills / A Little Cooking Skills Fun Facts:

He is African American and only speaks English

His favorite food is grilled cheese

His favorite drink is grape juice

His favorite dessert is butter pecan ice cream

He is an orphan. When he's a baby, his mother put him by the doorstep at the orphanage and leaves him after knock the door. He been in the orphanage for 10 years now and yeah.

[beartimi]

imma try stop drawing them

[bl00dst41ned]

guys this musiala fic on wattpad??? I'm sorry this is amazing

[phylliswaterbury]

sodiri voice "I mightve fucked up teehee" (not my ocs)

[shadowwolfmemes]

Drew this last night out of boredom

👍

[boyybites]

They winter together.

[real-godzekiel]

sorry about reposting this on Tumblr and I hope it doesn't make me feel like an attention whore. It's more of me being scared that once a platform's down my stuff will be lost. I am data hoarder

[sheepaleepz-but-art]

alright here's the deal. some older followers of mine may remember i had a linked universe au called team c0ur4g3. it was a modern au where all the links had superpowers n stuff and i used it as an excuse to fuck around with tropes i'm a real sucker for. a few months ago i got the sudden idea to make them all ocs instead so uh. here we are HERKHAKSG

i wanna say this doesn't mean team c0ur4g3 is like, gone, but i'd be kinda lying if i said that. i don't really plan on returning to it, but it still holds a very special place in my heart

ANYWAYS, i really wanted to like, flex my character design skills here. making everybody ocs meant i had a bit more creative freedom n stuff. i've kept everyone's powers relatively the same (except for D'angelo's and Joaquin's), and if you're a big LU fan it's VERY easy to tell who used to be who. i'm hoping that when i make a few more passes on their designs it'll be harder, but i like where they're at for now

i'm not sure what to call this ocverse yet so i'll keep it under my team c0ur4ge tag for now. i don't plan on doing anything big with these guys, just glorified dolls to play around with. but i still have general plot points and other fun things swimming around in my brain that i'll pull from the original fanfic/au. the general theme of "what happens when you make a bunch of random civilians do your dirty work for you, solely because they happen to be powerful in your eyes" is something that i wanna explore a bit hehe

[ut-pan-girl-askblog]

"So..."

"... Jerks..."

[yesshewritestoo]

Ungodly Hour, ch. 1

Fallon sat in one of the recording studios with her father and Anika, notebook in hand. She wasn't sure why she was there, since she wasn't the one who would be inside the booth. The one inside the booth was V, one of the artists signed to Empire. Fallon rolled her eyes as V started singing. She didn't have anything against her, she just wished Lucious would actually let her sing the song she helped write. He said it would be a duet, and here Fallon was, on the outside of the booth, listening to V sing solo.

I would tell you that I love you tonight, But I know that I've got time on my side, Where you going? Why you leavin' so soon? Is there somewhere else that's better for you?

"That's not balanced," Lucious told the sound guy, adjusting the levels as V kept singing. Fallon sighed, resting her chin on her fist. It wasn't the sound, it was V. The song lacked emotion. Seemed like Lucious felt the same, since he stopped the track in the middle of her singing. "I need you to sing like you are going to die tomorrow. Like this is the last song you will ever sing. You hear me? Show me your soul in this music." He looked at the sound guy. "Hit it again."

He started the track again, and V picked up where she left off.

I would tell you that I love you tonight, But I know that I've got time on my side, Where you going? Why you leaving so soon? Is there somewhere else that's better for you? What is love, If you're not here with me? What is love, If it's not guaranteed? What is love, If it just ups..?

V stopped singing, waiting for a reaction from Lucious. He was quiet, spaced out. Fallon stood up, putting her hand on her father's shoulder. "Dad." He finally came back, noticing the eyes on him.

"You okay, boss man?" the sound guy asked.

"It's not there yet," Lucious said, standing up.

"Still?" Anika asked, watching him walk.

"Bunkie, wake up," Lucious told his cousin, who was currently having a power nap on one of the couches. "Wake your ass up!" He walked into the booth with V.

"Nik," Fallon called, getting her attention. She stood next to her. "Is Dad okay?" This wasn't the first time Lucious has zoned out in the middle of something. In these last few months, it seemed Lucious had been paying no attention to her at all. He didn't do much of that before, but now he didn't even do the bare minimum.

Anika looked down at Fallon, arms folded. "You know how your father is. He's just stressed," she dismissed. Fallon didn't think that was fully true, but didn't say anything.

"Yeah, I heard we were going public."

"How'd you find out about that?" Fallon looked at Anika with a knowing look. "Becky?" Fallon nodded. That girl couldn't keep a secret to save her life. The two chuckled as Lucious walked out of the booth, telling the sound guy to hit it again, for the third time.

And there it was. The emotion that was missing. She finally pulled it together. She sounded good, as much as Fallon hated to admit it. But V was her friend, so she was happy for her.

"Wow," Fallon smiled.

"She is truly magical," Lucious mused. "I mean, her voice, her lyrics–"

Fallon didn't hear the last part of his sentence. Her lyrics. Her lyrics? Most of the lines V was singing were written by Fallon, and he had the nerve to call the lyrics hers?

"Right," Fallon scoffed, leaving the room.

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"I don't like it," Imani put her hands on her hips. She and Jamal were playing around, making a beat for a song Jamal wrote. Empire was throwing a yacht party, and all of the Lyons were there, enjoying themselves. Andre was walking around with his wife, Ronda, Hakeem was preoccupied with women in bikinis, feeding him shrimp, and Fallon was probably somewhere with Anika.

"What?" Jamal asked, letting the headphones rest on his neck. "You think you can do better than me or somethin'?"

Imani nodded, "Absolutely. May I?"

Jamal chuckled. "A'ight," he nodded. "Go for it."

Imani pulled her locs up into a ponytail as Jamal slid over on the seat in front of the piano. "I would do something like this." She played a few notes as Jamal held the headphones in between them so they both could hear the music. She smiled, seeing her brother bopping his head to the new beat.

Jamal nodded his head, smiling. "Okay," he nudged Imani. "I like that."

"You're welcome," Imani stood from the seat, seeing Hakeem coming down the stairs.

"Don't get cocky, now," Jamal chuckled.

"Empire state of mind," Hakeem started, making his way down the stairs. "Let's go!" He danced his way over to the soundboard. Imani laughed as the two shared the soundboard, moving in sync as they made a beat together.

Things are looking up, I'm ready for tonight, I feel good, real good, Can't nobody hold me down, I'm gonna take advantage of, All these flashing lights, Cause it's the best time, the best time for it, We can do it,

Imani laughed, moving away from the soundboard over to Jamal. She pulled her phone up to her lips, using it as a makeshift microphone.

Can't nobody tie me down, If you want I got it, Tomorrow's not promised,

Jamal laughed, looking up at his sister. She just read the lyrics for the song five minutes before they started playing around. And there she was, singing it like she wrote it. Just completely care free. He loved to see it.

So live inside the mo...ment, Tell me, what are we waiting for? Oh, what the hell are we waiting for?

Imani looked up at the balcony, seeing the oldest Lyon, Andre, standing there, looking over them with Ronda. She smiled, throwing them a wave. Andre gave a nod, and Ronda smiled down at her.

Hakeem moved away from the soundboard, adjusting the hat on his head. He stepped around Imani, starting to freestyle.

Yo, Mal, Yo, when I was five years old, I realized there was a road at the end, Pretty girls, cars and bank rolls, Gold and platinum plaques...

Imani danced around, making her way to the front of the piano. She sat down next to Jamal, watching his fingers glide across the keys. Hakeem continued freestyling.

Gotta believe in yourself and gotta know your worth, I did it clean as a whistle, stayed away from dirt, Ah, I told you I'mma get it, Everybody, they talkin' I dreamt about how I'm livin' Reality was written, I put effort in my vision, That's why I hustle so hard, To be the best that ever did it, oh!

Hakeem snatched the sunglasses off of his face, looking at his siblings. Those three were a force to be reckoned with whenever they sang together. If Fallon was with them, she'd add a whole new dimension to the sound with her enchanting, almost siren-like voice. Those four together would send Empire off the charts, if Lucious ever gave Jamal, Imani, and Fallon the time of day.