#oc: Kas

[necromosss]

Qun-Broskis i think i slayed on this one

made a shadow dragon qunari (his name is Kas!) just for fun

and since I can't find a proper armor for him i decided to recolor this mournwatch heavy armor and i kinna like how it turned out!

made other variations too just in case (because i really like this armor lmao its so mossy-core) and heres a link to it if anyones interested

[bnnuyboikase]

rabbit oc but make it dragon

[cataclysmic-writer]

Katastrophie: The Brothers

For the Welcome to Writeblr Feast of Fright event! Day 1: write a character study scene about the protagonist//Day 2: Introduce the story's major relationship(s). Katastrophie is an adult sports romance set among professional wrestlers. Ask to be added to the tag list!

Kas barely recognized his apartment. He tossed his keys to the side where he thought a side table was. It was impossible to tell for sure in the dark. He stumbled over something, catching himself on the wall. He blinked, trying to orient himself as pain pulsed down his side.

He should unpack, start a load of laundry. He’d be back on the road again in a day or two and he really needed to switch out his wardrobe. Instead, he collapsed back onto his mattress, so exhausted that he didn’t even plug his phone in before his eyes closed. Fuck the laundry.

Kas jolted awake to panicked banging on his door. He grabbed his cell phone, but the screen was black—completely dead. Swearing under his breath, Kas edged towards the entryway. The microwave clock blinked at him from the kitchen and his heart crawled into his throat. Barely three AM. He remembered his dad’s advice: nothing good happened after midnight. 

Sophie also insisted that nothing memorable happened before 11.

Another round of banging shook the wall. Kas took a deep breath, steeled his nerves, and opened the door. 

Joey immediately dove into the apartment, wrapping his arms around Kas’s torso tight enough that Kas wondered if he was getting Heimliched. His hair stuck up in manic tufts, somewhere between a lion and a cockatiel. Despite the frigid temperature, he only wore basketball shorts and a baggy hoodie, and Kas shivered as Joey absorbed his heat. 

Joey buried his face in Kas’s shirt. His shoulders rose unevenly and he struggled to get a word out, putting more and more of his weight on Kas, like he couldn’t carry his weight. Kas staggered back to regain balance and immediately settled a hand on his brother’s back, holding him up. “Joey? What’s wrong?” Kas tried to shake the sleep out of his voice, but if Joey heard it, he didn’t seem to care. 

Joey opened his mouth, but a whimper was all he managed to get out and he slammed it shut again, clinging tighter to his brother. Kas’s blood ran cold. Sure, Joey was a quiet, artistic person, but he was still a 16-year-old boy. He didn’t whimper.

Kas’s fingers gripped Joey’s shirt as he pulled his brother away, crouching so they were eye level. Joey turned away. “What happened? Are you hurt?” He scanned Joey’s body for broken bones or cuts, but his baggy clothes hid his body. “Joey, look at me.” Kas grabbed his chin, forcing his brother to return his gaze.

Dried blood crusted Joey’s lip. He habitually chewed on his supplies; had something cut him? Had he torn the skin as an anxious habit? Or—

A darker thought drowned out the others. Who hurt his baby brother?

Rage boiled in his stomach, acid thrashing in his throat and burning his veins. He didn’t realize he’d tightened his grip on Joey until the younger boy winced. Kas dropped his hand, muttering an apology. 

Joey pulled the sleeves of his sweatshirt down to cover his hands and leaned his forehead back against Kas’s chest. “Can I—” He couldn’t finish the sentence, but he didn’t need to. 

Kas wrapped his arms around Joey and led him deeper into the apartment. “Yeah, you can stay here tonight,” Kas said. “Take the bed.”

“Did I wake you up?” It was the first full sentence Joey’d managed since he came in. 

Kas waved a dismissive hand. “Nah. I was doing laundry.”

[goferwashere]

Tried a new style with and OC of mine… loosely inspired by the walten files

[the-weeping-dawn]

I lied because the ffxiv ocs also very notably exist in a pair, or Kas was originally the only one I RPed on, where Milah was a side comment that evolved into a being.

Mch main in that it's his actual job. Can use sage wings because he took them apart to see how they work. Seems deceptively like the sane one of the two, just hides it better until there's magitek involved via being absurd levels of deadpan.

[oohbuggypie]

boy in blueeeee >.<

oc belongs 2 @goferwashere , have been in desperate need of drawing Kas so take this For Now . it's acc just the top section of a full body piece but i was getting absolutely cooked by it so um that's on pause ✝️ but anyway hope u don't mind the random gift giving hehe X) 🩷

[cataclysmic-writer]

Kas wears a silver cross necklace that he got from his father, a pastor. Not technically inherited, since his father is still alive, but Kas's parents divorced and his mom got full custody, so the necklace is just as significant.

Does your OC wear any pieces of jewelry that they inherited?

[majorpatheticcas]

✧

Blue.

[blobbei-art]

More fairy Kasifer! One of my favourite designs!

[bnnuyboikase]

goes to art school to a-pose my ocs

[the-weeping-dawn]

Dragoon. It's a 0 question 0 need to think.

Just quite consistantly outside of a short period when going to Tuliyollal where she was still under the impression that she was going to have downtime decided she needed a slight break from her lance just due to trying to cut periods of her life more firmly down to what her weapon of choice was

This only lasted until no, this isn't as comfortable, emotional support spear time to surround him with Dragoon who keep saying weird shit.

But also she does canon dabble because if she has free time she starts thinking and might break down which she doesn't seem to be able to ever afford.....got quite fond of pictomancer

Or decides to follow a cat man around because she wants to have a reason for the nice hat, everyone knows not to ask her for much if in this since she's having a good time, not useful.

And lastly dark knight is about as much part of her idenity as dragoon. because sometimes you do have that mental breakdown and split into another person but you get a big sword from it.

(and then the dabbling does go deeper. but mostly it's just things she's pick up and know how to use well enough or got focused on learning it for a while but it's not important to her.)

Kas ideally should only be making things for others who go into combat not himself, but in a pinch machinist, sage, and (unpictured) gunbreaker.

He's a magitek engineer...this isn't where he should be. But he did learn to build and act as healer out of.....concerns.

Late night wol/oc question: What is your OC's canon class?

[cataclysmic-writer]

Immediately opening my draft after sobbing during a difficult family talk to take my emotions out on the poor, poor, emotional damage MC:

[goferwashere]

I found these from when I ran my OC hunger games simulator ages ago. I NEED TO DO THIS AGAIN

[necromosss]

Is Kas single? I would love for him to hold me in the palm of his hand and i would give him a kiss on his cheeks 🥺👉👈

🐢 anon

sorry hes a bit too thick (but definitely appreciates it, THANK YOU)

[cataclysmic-writer]

“How much longer?” Jericho sat up just enough to flip the radio to a new station. The speakers buzzed with static and Jericho whacked it.  “Hey!” Kas snapped, shoving Jericho’s hand away. “Do you want to walk across the rest of Kentucky? Be gentle, asshole.” He’d bought the truck second-hand from a farmer who used it to tow livestock, and driving it wasn’t too different from playing Russian Roulette with a wet pistol: safe for now, but eventually explosive.

An introduction to Kas and his wrestling partner, Jericho. From Katastrophie

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[oohbuggypie]

kas crawford i am coming for u n ur gay ass situationship just WAIT