#orignal Characters

[arcxus-of-altihex]

Watched Castlevania: Nocturne the other day, and I'm obsessed. With everything. All of it. Especially the art style. Idk how successfully I recreated it here, but have some vampire OCs <3

Ren (white hair) is mine, while Kieran belongs to my gf <3

[aolivep]

Second last artfight post batch! Speedpaints are at YouTube /@aolivep. Here, in order, we have:

1- Kou for Benoa_Hearn

2- Quicksilver Quartz for @evelili (hi bestie)

3- Peter for Wandalotte

4- Lumi for @teddy529

5- Erich for Neko_Without_Fantasy

[teahmugs01]

New Episode is up! ^^ 💕

[artfromthevoid]

You already know atsv got me back on my bs.

I knew I was gonna be drawing my spidersona again, but I forgot how awful their old design was so I just redid the whole thing lmaooo. I do feel like they turned out much better this time around

[poorlytunedukulele]

Day 8 - Harmonica

TYPE: GUARDIAN CUSTOMS PROJECT PARTIES: Four [4]. Three [3] Guardian-types, Class Hunter, designates Cayde-6 [c6], Azra Jax [aj], Shiro-4 [s4]; One [1] Ghost-type, designate Sundance [s] ASSOCIATIONS: Cayde-6; Jax, Azra; Shiro-4 CUSTOMS ASSOCIATIONS: First Lives; Music; Pack [Hunters] /AUDIO UNAVAILABLE/ /TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../

[c6:01]: What do you think of “The Dust Rock Blues”?

[s4:01]: For what?

[c6:02]: For the name of our band.

[aj:01]: You’re forming a band?

[c6:03]: We are forming a band.

[s4:02]: This is news to me.

[c6:04]: It’s cutting-edge stuff.

[aj:02]: How are we going to form a band?  Half of us don’t even play instruments.

[c6:05]: Not true!  Andal and Tevis both play guitar.

[aj:03]: And what?  You’ll play the harmonica?

[c6:06]: As a matter of fact, yes.  Hence the blues.  You think “Dust Rock Blues” is too on the nose?

[aj:04]: Two guitars and a harmonica does not a band make, Cayde.

[c6:07]: You haven’t heard my harmonica playing.

[s4:03]: Everyone from here to Twilight Gap has heard your harmonica playing.

[aj:05]: What are me and Shiro supposed to do, be backup dancers?

[s4:04]: Actually, I can play the violin.

[aj:06]: Since when?

[s4:05]: I dunno.  Few years?  Cane real naturally.  Might have been from my first life, who knows?

[c6:08]: Cool, a fiddle player.  Hey Azra, maybe-

[s4:06]: Not fiddle.  Violin.

[c6:09]: Same thing.

[s4:07]: They’re different instruments.

[c6:10]: Bullshit.

[s:01]: Actually, fiddles have a much flatter bridge.  It’s so you can play two strings at once.  It’s called-

[c6:11]: Aren’t you supposed to be on my side?

[s:02]: Not when your side is a dumb one.

[c6:12]: Anyways, what I’m getting at, is we make Azra the singer.

[aj:07]: Absolutely not.

[c6:13]: Come on!  Imagine it.  Fronting the band?  The money, the fame-

[aj:08]: I think I would die.

[c6:14]: Fine.  Maybe we can put you on upright bass or something.

[aj:09]: I can’t play the bass.

[c6:15]: You can’t sing much either, but I wasn’t gonna let that stop us.

[aj:10]: Why don’t I take the harmonica?  We can give you another instrument.

[s4:08]: Like a kazoo.

[aj:11]: Yes!  A kazoo.  Maybe one of those little clappers.

[c6:16]: You know what?  Forget I said anything.

[s4:09]: I think it’s far too late for that.

[c6:17]: I’m going to be finding kazoos everywhere for a month, aren’t I?

[s:03]: If you want help hooking one up to his respirator, just let me know.

[c6:18]: Betrayal! 

[s4:09]: You did kind of start it, Cayde.

[aj:12]: Insinuate that I can’t sing again and I’ll make it a year.

[sunandsstars]

ONE OF THE PEOPLE

CHAPTER 2

Recom!Miles Quaritch x Metkayina!Reader

Summary: When Miles gets saved by a Metkayinan, he realises eventually they aren’t all so bad. But when his mission comes back to him, is it worth leaving it all behind? Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of wounds, Small existential crisis, Plans of manipulation, Small alien racism Word count: 2.4k A/N: Here it is! Chapter 2. Once again if there are any grammar issues just mention it in the comments it would be most appreciated. I have a few oneshot/imagine ideas i might wright up but lemme know! And requests are always welcome.

Taglist: @ssc7514 @blossom618 @teadrinkingcatmom @oscarpascal4eva

As night turned to day and Eywa’s children woke from a plentiful rest, ___ rushed towards where the skyperson was kept and wondered if he has awoken yet ‘he was healed by Tsahìk, everything should be fine, hopefully he is still alive’. 

She rounded the corner and came to a stop in the opening of the marui, seeing him laying on the floor, breaths now deep and long, an opposite to when they where fast and shallow mere hours ago. She crept inside light on her feet as to not disturb him, then kneeled by his head, observing the calmness of his expression. ‘’You are a strange one’’ she hummed, whispering in the softest of tones and took notice of his cropped hair, shaking her head and figuring it must be a human style, after all any Na’vi man she has met took pride in their long hair and it was unheard of for it to be so short. ‘do humans not pride their appearance?’

A tight hand on her wrist cut off her thoughts and jerked her blue eyes to meet with amber ‘’you are awake!’’ she smiled in satisfaction, thanking the great mother for his life to be spared from her silly accident the previous night. Quaritch growled low, eyes shooting from one direction to the next until it landed on hers ‘‘where the fuck am i?!’’ He shouted agitated and took notes of any exits just in case he had to bolt.. but where would he go without his banshee? ‘Obviously not far’ he mused ‘i could barely stand on my own ass last night’.

A blink. A twitch of her ears. And a smile stretched across her cheeks ‘’Al’mete’’ she placed her hand upon her chest ‘’my home’’. Miles caught onto the message and his ears folded back, fuck him, he’s in a savage camp in the middle of nowhere. How was he supposed to get back to base now.

Seeing his displeasure ___ pointed out to his leaf wrapped torso ‘’my mother, Tsahìk Nätsa has healed you, you are welcome’’. The man glanced at where his gash was supposed to be and his eyes widened, now just realising he felt no pain at all and blood wasn’t gushing out. ‘What kind of bougie drugs do they have down here. This is some voodoo shit’. 

Suddenly giggling was heard from outside the hut, both adults head turned towards the sound, one in alarm and the other in question and they caught sight of two small green figures peaking from the side of the entrance. ‘’what are you two doing? Zaza? Tsyem? Mother said you are forbidden from seeing this man’’

‘’But we have never seen a skyperson sister! We had to see, mother will not allow it but you will, yes?’’ Zaza cheekily smiled, for 12 years old one would figure her brother would start becoming a man by now.

Obviously that is not the case.

___ sighed and made a motion to shoo them away, not risking to face the wrath of Nätsa…again. Besides, Tsyem is too young to be near him, if she got attacked for merely showing kindness then who knows what will happen. ‘’go, and call father. We must have a clan meeting at once’’ the two boys scurried away in a hurry, searching for their father to relay the news. 

Quaritch stared as they left, being reminded of his son Spider, part of him wished he was a better father when he was human, if he never ignored Paz as much as he did and was there for his kins childhood, would things have turned out differently? He shook his head and reminded himself Miles Socorro was not his son, they may share the same DNA but Quaritch was a new man now. Different body and mind. He may share the same memories as his former self but he was not human anymore.

‘Do i even belong with human kind?’

He glanced up to the woman and let go of her wrist to sit up further, wincing as he felt the drowsiness and fatigue of losing so much blood. ___ held his back, concerned ‘’be careful, you are weak and have to gather strength’’ her hand got slapped away by a tail.

‘’Don’t touch me‘’ Quaritch hissed, not wanting to be in this place any longer than he had too, but in order to get back to Bridgehead he had to heal up. Alright, maybe he’ll go along with this until he’s ready to move. Infiltrate from the inside. Gain their trust. Then strike when they least expect it.  Yea. Sounds like a plan.

A horn sounded from the outside, the sound travelling around the village and alerting the Metkayina residents. ___stood up quickly and tried to get the man to do the same ‘’come, we must see the Olo’eyktan’’ she slowly walked towards the entrance to the murui and looked back hurriedly ‘’we must not keep him waiting’’

Miles felt alarmed, the Olo’eyktan? Shit he might as well succumb to his injuries now. He was not looking forward to seeing the leader of the clan especially when he is alone, vulnerable and in no position to fight. He stood up though when the woman walked back and tugged his arm, practically dragging him out to where the villagers are situated. 

There was so many of them, men woman and children alike. Some where on those alligator-things like the lady had and some where on those skinny-necked creatures he killed at the other islands he was at.. what where they called.. imu? Iku? Ah well.

As they got to the centre Miles was keenly aware of how exposed his body was, he wasn’t dressed in his gear, but wearing a typical Na’vi loincloth ‘If you could even call these useless piece of strings clothes, they hardly cover my dick’. They then stopped in front of a Metkayina male, as tall as Quaritch stood up to and wore much more flashy garments and was tattooed up the arms, face and stomach. His expression was serious and his grip on his staff tight. Next to him stood a smaller woman, with a shell covering her forehead and a scowl painted on her green face. ‘well they’re happy to see me’. He figured these where the Olo’eyktan and Tsahìk, who else would wear this much jewellery?

___ made the motion with her hands from her forehead, greeting her father and mother in respect ‘’I see you both’’ then nudged the man to do the same, which he did clumsily and with the most horrible pronunciation she has ever heard ‘like a child’ she mused. A few people around her chuckled and his ears downturned ever so slightly in embarrassment, not used to being laughed at.

‘’why are you here demon’’ a voice boomed across the hut where they were situated. Quaritch did not understand a word ‘I should have paid attention to those stupid lessons more’ he grunted, he did enjoy learning from Spider, but with the situation they were in it was hard to focus and take it in properly. ‘’father, if I may, I will speak for him’’ ___ softly spoke, glancing at the man then to her father who nodded. No point talking to someone who cannot understand. 

‘’I was hunting last night when I saw him flying on an ikran, I caught him and saw him wounded. I had to bring him back home, skyperson or not father he needed help, Eywa has spoken’’ the Tsahik hissed at both of them, not liking how her daughter mentioned her great mother, how could she put demon and deity in the same sentence? ‘’why must you care for someone who has killed hundreds of Na’vi, a man in a false body, he has no place with our people’’ she spoke out, despite the fact she healed him just hours ago, she did that for ___, not from the kindness of her heart.

‘’Nätsa, please. Our daughter is Tsakarem, under your guidance she interprets the will of the great mother, she sees and she acts on what needs to be done’’ the Olo’eyktan spoke out, listening well to his first born. ___ nodded in thanks while Nätsa only stood back and raised her chin. 

‘’What is his name’’. The young girl blinked and realised she does not know, after last nights incident she never bothered to ask for one. She didn’t do it on purpose it must’ve left her mind. She turned to the man next to him, ‘’who are you?’’.

Quaritch blinked.

___ sighed and pointed to herself ‘’___ te Nguve Nätsa’ite’’ then she pointed to him. Miles got the hint and cleared his throat ‘’Miles Quaritch’’. Short, straight and to the point. 

‘’Miles Quaritch…’’ the Olo’eyktan tested the foreign name on his tongue slowly and looked to his mate with an eyebrow raised. The Tsahìk in question looked at her husband and softened her face, her daughter was guided by Eywa, there was a reason he is here, she figured if the great mother brought him here then he must live here. She slowly blinked at Zawsak, both silently coming to an agreement together. ‘’He will stay. Daughter, teach him the ways of the water, he is your responsibility, make sure he heals well’’

___ smiled and thanked her parents, while many of the clan disagreed heavily of such a dangerous man in their home, they could not go against their leaders orders, after all how could they disagree with the great mothers will. The woman turned her head to Miles and grabbed his arm, leading him to her marui.

‘’so…I’m just ‘sposed to sleep here with you? Well shit darlin’ take me out to dinner first’’ the recom smirked and stared at the singular hammock occupying the space. ‘Maybe Sully was right to go after Na’vi woman, they are as feisty as they are gorgeous…’

‘’you will sleep over there, we are to have separate hammocks. I would like for you to live somewhere else but you are my responsibility and therefore under my watch’’ ___ glared, taking notice of the smirk gracing his features and pointing to the opposite side of the room where she is yet to place the other hammock. ‘’It is traditional to sleep with a mate and a family, you are neither’’ she walked over to where he would be sleeping and lifted the scrunched bed from the floor to hang across the poles in her marui. 

‘’’you know I cant understand you, right sweetheart?’’

___ turned when she was finished and understood his confusion, Na’vi expression is easy to read. She pointed to herself then her hammock, ‘’me, sleep there’’ then pointed to him and his hammock ‘’you, sleep there’’. 

‘’slepp’’

‘’sleep’’

‘’sleep’’

___ grinned and nodded clapping at the achievement ‘hopefully the language will be easy to teach’. Miles tail swung, liking the learning. It took him back to the days where he was a cadet, learning drills and new skills for the first time. The thrill and experience was something he’d never forget.

He wondered when he’d be able to learn how to tame one of those reptile-things like ___, in the battle with Jake Sully he saw many adult Metkayina fly them and figured it would be easy to tame, they where called skimwing if he could remember from the scientists, which encouraged him to ask ‘’hey, uh, when would I be able to fly the creature you had? Uhh when..tsruk..bond?’’

The woman tilted her head, only catching the three words, one of which was questionable. ‘Did he mean tsurak? Why would he want to bond with one of those? And so soon’.

‘’you are not ready. Only warriors can tame them. Tsurak are temperamental’’ she emphasised the animals name, hoping he’d catch on they are not called tsruk. Quaritch, only understanding bits and pieces stood in silence to try and form a sentence in return, he hated not being able to communicate properly ‘I feel weak’.

‘’Tsyem! Come lets see sister. I want to see the skyman’’

‘’But mother said we should not…’’ two little boys stumbled through the entry way and panted, seeming to have run all the way to their elder sibling’s murui. 

‘’what are you two doing here? Zaza you know not to push Tsyem around, hes only six’’ ___ picked her younger brother up onto her hip and stared down Zaza, he would make a great hunter one day, if only he would listen well enough to his elders. Quaritch blinked at the boys, recognising them from this morning. 

‘’we wanted to see ‘Mials Quoritx’ we will be safe with you so don’t worry sister!’’ Zaza turned to the blue Na’vi and examined him, taking note of his skinny tail and running up to it giggling and squatting to get a better angle, it was unlike their ones, which where thicker and more sloped to swim better. His also moved funny, it curled and swished more than theirs could and caused Zaza to laugh more.

‘’Hey!’’ The man turned as his tail was tugged and glared at the kid. He had no problem hurting children, he has done such to Jakes’ after all. The boy, Zaza, as he remembered ___ saying ran back to his front to introduce himself. 

‘’I am Zaza te Nguve Zawsak’itan and that is my little brother Tsyem te Nguve Zawsak’itan’’ he pointed to himself then to Tsyem. Then pointed to Miles ‘’you are Mials Quoritx’’.

The man blinked, at least he understood all that. ‘Crazy long ass names they have..’ he thought. But he couldn’t help but be agitated at how his was said ‘’it’s ‘Miles Quaritch’ kid. Miles’’ he emphasised until the boy got it right. It shouldn’t be hard after all.

___ put a hand to Tsyem’s head and spoke in a warning tone, noticing Mile’s angry swishing tail ‘’Zaza do not agitate the skyperson’’ Zaza glowered and walked over to his sister to hold her leg, he may be Na’vi but he is much smaller than her and has much to grow for the future. ‘’come Miles I will teach you the way of water’’.

And with that she beckoned him out of the murui and towards the shoreline ‘hopefully I haven’t made a mistake’ they both thought.

[rainboopz]

you a creepypasta monster that needs to hunt down other monsters of your ilk? good, good.

you gonna trick an entire cryptozoologist society and a creechur fanatic to do your job for you? even better.

[bluecoolr]

More of the boys because I really, really like them 🥺

[hauntedhowling]

🦊Moon Girls🐺

Really wanted to draw these two together, eventually I'll get around to drawing their whole pack. 🫠

Would you dare to rent a book from their haunted library?

My commissions are open also!

[ev0ltex]

[ OCs ] 💧🔥🌊

[kitsunehb]

I watched "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" with some lovely people lately and then decided to put my OC Nyloth (left one) in some lingerie. Merodin (right one), who belongs to Ziraj (no tumblr, I guess), became also part of this artwork. They lov.. they are flirting!

[mosartandjunk]

@ockissweek, Day 1 - Almost

"get your shit together first, then try again."

This are my sims I am very normal about my sims save

[captdedeyes]

What started as a simple sketch page became a full-blown new ref sheet for Ciel

Whoops lmao 😇

[samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires]

CRUSHED CROWN LINEUP!

Click for better quality <3

Basically the line up, and I wanted to look more...animator friendly, I guess? I do plan on trying to have this series animated, but I need to write it out coherently first. :))

[fizzyfizzfizzie]

[salllzy]

changes chapter 9 sneak peek #1

There was a change in Morningstar Mansion and it wasn't noticeable from the outside, on the inside it was a different matter entirely. The hostility and distrust that had been present between the three adults was gone, Charlie had been ecstatic when she had realised that her dad was getting on with her sister and papa, soon they would all be family and none of them would ever leave her. Ever. But that wasn't the only change, Alastor and Sarah would let their wings out more. Granted it wasn't as often as Lucifer would like and he hadn't started on their flying lessons yet, but progress had been made and he wasn't going to undo it by rushing. They had started to take care of their wings properly and it showed. He was helping them to develop strength in their wings so that they didn't hang off their backs and it was a work in progress. It wasn't something that was going to happen overnight, it was a gradual thing and they had already made a lot of progress. Lucifer was worried that he might run out of things to teach them. They absorbed information like a sponge soaking up water. It didn't take them long to learn what he had shown them and while he knew that it would take an exceedingly long time for them to truly master anything, he was mildly disturbed by the progress that they were making. He understood why Heaven didn't allow Nephilim to enter Hell, but at the same time, he wasn't going to stop. He was careful with what he taught them, he didn't teach them anything that could be classed as harmful, but given that they were part demon? They would find some way of using it as a weapon and depending on who you asked, it could be either a bad thing or a good thing. Lucifer wanted to give them as many tools as possible so that they would survive. But he also knew that teaching them the heavy-duty things that angels could do was not the best idea. Not when they had only just begun to accept their angelic side. So slow and steady the saying went.