#oc: georgie

[jean-dieu]

Commanders doodles I did during a conference to keep my lil hands busy! Everything was drawn from memory so uuuh it's not the most accurate forgive me

Ocs belong to:

@silversiren1101 Mino @thesolemnhour Agria @sadruru Melissa @the-raging-tempest Lariel @spyridonya Kadira @dujour13 Siavash @shiawasekai Nela @herequeerexitentialfear Georgie

[murderboisblog]

I want you to know I had a singular "what if" thought and now I can’t stop thinking about it. Now hear meowt; crack ship of Georgie and Ben both dating Clove like a shared boyfriend type situation. Normal Ben would not be down for it bec it’s Clove, come on, we know why. But Georgie is a girls girl and she would gas up Clove to Ben while Ben is constantly threatening to kick his ass

Date night and gushing about the boyfriend :3c

[sunshinepixels]

Meanwhile...

mom can never really get any alone time ;-;-

[ssecond-hand-faith]

Who broke it?

Cringetober Day Fourteen: Incorrect Quote

Cringetober Day Fifteen: Animation Meme

Is the *technically* an animation meme? Undecided. But I’m counting it either way. I’m not an animator, this is the best you’re getting.

Original

[quendiviner]

@dekarios tagged me to do this picrew, thank you v much!!!! <3

decided to do my ocs georgie & allison, they're fancy philantropists/fixers on mars and are in love with each other. :]

tagging: @aeducanthaig @eluvixns @souldagger @ruvviks @mojaves

[homiehugs]

this started as a dorm before i changed my mind but got too lazy to fix it so now it's a game of how many dorm code violations you can spot.

[briannaswords]

Happy last STS before Halloween! What scares your characters? Feel free to keep this goofy, silly, fun or go serious and/or dark with it! Whatever Reese's your pieces. (Okay, I was trying to be funny there, but it's just ridiculous. 🤦‍♀️)

hey tori!! (ignore the fact that I'm a day late)

Mila - definitely terrified of horror movies. she can deal with spiders, snakes, beetles, wasps, the like. but the second she hears that screechy soundtrack from Psycho or that phone scene from Scream, she's cowering behind the couch

Sadie - spiders. she saw a spider beside the toilet once and she refused to go in the bathroom for two weeks.

Georgie - all of her piercings closing up

Jacquie - no Wifi

[telltalebatman]

in my heart, jason sometimes annoys georgie by singing a modified version of the georgie porgie nursery rhyme

"georgie porgie, puddin' an' pie, she kissed some boys and made them mad. but when their girls came for her blood, georgie called her dad for help lol"

"jay, for the millionth time, if i hear this shit even ONE MORE TIME, my father WILL have your head. and i will help him mount it on the wall."

[toxicroyjamie]

The narrative seems to be that Jamie's ~prick~ side is a remnant of his father (and therefore implicitly that his father's influence was positive in some ways) while his ~mr. fucking humble good teammate bullshit~ is a remnant of Georgie, but I like to think it's all Georgie all the way down. Two generations of reformed mean girls

[murderboisblog]

On a scale from 1 through 10; how horny are your OCs that are interested in doing the nasty with MC?

(with 1 being no thanks and 10 being very much yes)

Alex: Repressed 8

Daffodil: 4 normally, 8 during heat

Scott: 6 (10 if he manages to get Starlight to date him)

Georgie: 3 normally, 10 during heat

Catskull: 4-5 ish

Mr. Mask: 6, the mask stays on during

Ben: 2

Kitten: 30

[ericityyy]

𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝘎𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚: 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚: 𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 960

𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

One night in the Cooper residence, Georgie was putting his clothes in a bag as his father walked by his room, noticing the actions of his son.

The reason for this? Georgie wrote a letter to Veronica in which he said that he would be a much better partner than her current boyfriend, Dustin, who he found out was much taller than him through his mother.

"Hey," George called out to his son, who has his back turned on his father and is still continuing to put his clothes in a bag.

"Hey," Georgie called back, not facing his father, who was leaning on a door frame.

“Going somewhere?”

“Alaska.” The younger Cooper sighed. “Gonna work on the pipeline.” His southern accent was heard, except there was no playfulness added to it like usual.

“Alaska, huh?" George shook his head a little. “That’s pretty far.” He managed to stutter out, looking at his son’s back.

Georgie, still not paying him any mind, said, “Not far enough, but it’ll have to do.”

George started walking toward his son. "Look, Georgie, I know it feels bad right now, but... I promise it’ll get better.” He went inside the room and leaned on a desk while crossing his arms across his chest.

“How’s it gonna get better?” Georgie shook his head, finally facing his father, an annoyed frown painted on his face. “Veronica thinks I’m a jerk, and everyone in the school’s calling me Lovey Cooper.”

George cringed at the name. “Ooh, that is not a good name.”

Georgie put his pants in the bag, not folded properly. “It doesn’t matter, cause I’m never going back to that school.” His dad called his attention again, making Georgie put his shirt harshly on top of the bag as he flopped down on his bed, facing George Sr.

“You’re a good-looking kid, and you got a big heart.” George looked his son directly in the eyes to make him understand every word he’s saying. “Once we get you on a daily shower schedule, the girls are going to be lining up.” He attempted to joke in order to lighten up the mood, but it didn’t work on Georgie.

“I don’t want girls.” Georgie shook his head, looking at his dad. “I want Veronica.”

“Yeah, maybe you’ll get her, and maybe you won't, but someday you’ll find the woman who was really meant for you.” George did his best to give Georgie hope to not be down. He will find the woman for him someday.

Suddenly, Mary walked by carrying a laundry basket. “You mean like Kathryn Dempsey?”

“Alaska’s beautiful. How ‘bout I go with you?” George smiled tightly at his son, his arms still crossed over his chest.

Georgie frowned at the new name his mother mentioned. “Who’s Kathryn Dempsey?”

“I was 15 years old!” George shouted near the doorway for Mary to hear as he exited Georgie’s room.

That left the teenage boy alone with his thoughts. Another girl? Like hell, there’s another one. Veronica will always be the girl. Georgie shook his head and dumped his bag full of clothes on the floor as he closed the door to his room.

・‥...━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━...‥・

The next day at school, Georgie mostly kept his head down. Avoiding anyone as much as possible, still feeling humiliated about what happened yesterday. If only he had the choice to not go to school, but one look from Mary Cooper and he was already at the door with his school bag.

Without looking at where he was going, he accidentally bumped into someone causing her walkman to slip from her fingers along with her headphones, “Ah! Dang it.” He heard the girl exclaim quietly.

“I’m so sorry.” Georgie kneeled down at the same time as the girl to pick up her things, “I wasn’t looking where I was— woah.” He finally looked up to see a girl about the same year as him. She was wearing her hair down while her glasses were brushed up on the top of her head.

Brown eyes stared back at him before he was snapped out of it when the girl stood up while taking her walkman back from his hands. “It’s all good, I wasn’t looking where I was going too so no harm done.” She smiled at him, the girl looked down at her wrist where her watch was situated, “Shit, I gotta go, I can’t be late for class.”

Georgie snapped out of it when she turned her back on him and started running toward the hallway while blasting Guns N’ Roses in her ears. (Georgie faintly heard the song Sweet Child O’ Mine when he picked up her headphones.)

“But I didn’t even know your name.” Georgie whispered out when he couldn’t find the girl anymore, “Dang it!” He exclaimed quietly before jumping a little when he saw his little brother beside him, “Sheldon, what the heck are you doin’?”

Sheldon looked at the hallway the girl ran to, “Please avoid bumping into people, you’re causing a scene and I would appreciate it if you would not. It’s unhealthy and unhygienic, then again, I do not expect hygiene from you of all people.”

Georgie rolled his eyes before walking away from his brother, “And please don’t infect Y/N L/N.” That made Georgie halt upon the mention of your name, “She is the only tolerable and smart person here aside from Tam, and me of course. She comes second to smart people in this school.”

Y/N L/N, huh? Georgie continued his walk with a slight smile on his face. Maybe next time, he’ll have a proper conversation with you. Especially when he didn’t even think of Veronica, the moment he saw you.

Other girls. Guess you’re right, dad.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

i know that there’s not much interaction here so i was thinking if i’ll make another part to this. But then again, the trope is love at first sight so i guess that’s the goal.

[ssecond-hand-faith]

Something, something OC lore

[dixons-sunshine]

What’s Your Name? | Daryl Dixon

A/N: Just a small fic to officially introduce my OC! I hope y’all like her.

“I wouldn’t choose that one if I were you.”

Daryl jumped slightly at the sound of a woman’s voice that filled the air. He whipped around and came face-to-face with the woman that had helped Merle when he had sustained an injury a while ago. The same woman that had smiled at him so warmly back then. The same woman he had found himself searching out whenever he was in camp.

Her beautiful brown eyes locked with his blue ones, a small smile on her face as she regarded the wide-eyed, startled look on Daryl’s face. “Sorry,” she apologized lightheartedly, taking a few steps towards the frazzled archer. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“S’alright,” Daryl mumbled, his eyes ducking to the ground below as he willed his heart to slow down from the fright he had. The woman’s light laughter filled the air after a few moments. His eyes flickered over to her questioningly, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What? What’s so funny?”

The woman shook her head. “Nothing. I’m just a little surprised, is all.”

“Surprised?” Daryl inquired confusedly, his frown deepening. “Why?” Why was he asking? Why did he care? He had a job to do, goddammit. His brother was still handcuffed on that roof and he needed to save him. He had way more important matters at hand. Why did he want to continue conversing with this woman?

“Because you’re actually talking to me,” she responded, crossing her arms over her chest. “When I tried to talk to you two days ago, you practically bolted for the woods. I figured you would’ve run for the hills by now.”

“I dun’ run,” Daryl scoffed, his tone defensive. He mirrored her stance, his arms crossing over his chest. “I jus’... I had somethin’a do, s’all.”

“In the woods? At night?” she asked, her eyebrows raising questioningly. “You do know that the geeks could be roaming around, right? What was so important to risk your life for?”

Daryl’s mind raced as he tried to think of a plausible explanation for his behaviour two nights prior. Then, as if being hit by a sudden revelation, Daryl scoffed and shook his head. He did not owe this woman an explanation. He did not even know this woman’s name, for christ’s sake. She did not have the right to poke her nose in his business.

“Ain’t none’a yer damn business, woman,” Daryl replied sharply, his tone defiant and final. Remembering her mentioning something about the weapon he had been inspecting a few moments prior, he opted to shift the subject. “What the hell were ya on ‘bout this?” he inquired in a gruff voice, motioning over to the gun on the wooden log in front of him.

The woman’s gaze lingered on his face for a few seconds longer, her brown, chocolate eyes squinting as she attempted to figure out what whirred around in the brooding archer’s mind, before flickering over to the weapon in front of her. “That’s the gun I brought with me from the city when I first stumbled across the camp. It has a mind of its own. It only works when it feels up to it. Not exactly the weapon you’d wanna take out in the city where all the spooky things live.”

“Spooky things?” Daryl echoed, his tone holding a tinge of amusement at her rather childlike assessment of the dangers that lurked in the dark corners of the dangerous world they were all being forced to live in. “Like what?”

“Oh, just the usual. Snakes, spiders,” she began listing off, “and now walkers as well. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if you ran into a vampire or a werewolf out there.”

Daryl rolled his eyes at her dramatics, though he had to fight of the faint smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. “I’ll take my chances,” Daryl said in response. “‘Sides, it ain’t exactly like I have much of a choice.” For added emphasis, he motioned over to the otherwise empty bag, the other weapons having been evenly distributed between Rick, Glenn and T-Dog.

The woman nodded and took a few steps back, her hands being shoved into the pockets of her work-worn jeans. “Alright, then. Just figured I’d warn you.”

“Thanks,” Daryl muttered, fully expecting the woman to leave. However, when she didn’t, his eyes locked with hers questioningly. “There somethin’ else ya wanna say?”

“Ask, actually,” she replied nonchalantly, not even bothered by the archer’s rather cold tone. “What’s your name?”

Daryl’s eyebrows furrowed. “Why’s that important?”

“Well, we just had a lovely discussion. Giving your name would be the good mannered thing to do.”

She had a point there. Begrudgingly, Daryl conceded to her request. “Daryl,” he said gruffly. “My name’s Daryl.”

The woman smiled at him. “Yeah, I know your name. I just wanted to hear you say it. But it’s nice to officially meet you, Daryl.” She looked to the right for a moment, before shifting her attention back to the man that stood before her. “Well, I’ll leave you to it, then. I hope you find your brother okay.” With that, she turned around and stalked towards the opening.

Daryl frowned slightly at her retreating figure. Unwillingly, he called out to her, stopping her in her dead in her tracks. “Ya ain’t gon’ give me yer name? Thought it was considered the good mannered thing to do when exchangin’ names with a stranger. How m’I s’posed to know who to give this back to?”

“You could always just ask Glenn what my name is. Or Shane or Lori or somebody,” the woman replied, her back still turned to him.

Daryl scoffed. “Yeah, but I dun’ wanna do that. I wanna hear it from ya.”

The woman stopped, turned around to look at Daryl, and sent him a small smile. “Georgianna,” she told him after a few beats of silence. “But just about everyone calls me Georgie. It’s your pick, really. I respond to either.” With that, the woman—Georgianna—turned back around and finally left the Dixon brothers’ campsite, leaving Daryl alone with his own racing thoughts.

Taglist: @holdmytesseract @thevegandarkelf (comment to be added/removed)

[eldritchparasol]

(@theknifeclown @clownsuu) Well, Harvey took longer than expected to... And Mr. Bumbles took maybe...3 or so days??? That's what happens when you get burnout(on top with art block)

[artsandstoriesandstuff]

A potential cover for a Penny P. volume 2!!

I'm not as happy with this as the first one but I still love how this came out. :)

If you like it and would like to, I would once again be happy if you reblogged or at least commented! I'm having fun with this series.

(@doyoureallyneedme)

Also I'm an idiot... I forgot to turn on the multiply layer for the shading for the first cover!!!

Here are the original versions(s):

I'm honestly a bigger fan of these versions, but I do like the effect of the first one; plus, the blue kinda unites the colors.

But I don't know... let me know what you think! :)

[thevegandarkelf]

Vec: *grabs Scud’s hand and drags him behind her, heads for the stairs*

Vec: Josh, come with me.

Scud: Where we going?

Vec: After the day I’ve had, I need a factory reset.

Daryl, turning to Georgie: The hell she talkin’ ‘bout?

Georgie, an amused smile on her face: They’re gonna go have sex, Daryl.

Daryl, shrugging: Good for them.

Vec belongs to me

Georgie belongs to @dixons-sunshine

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