#protagonist oc

[protagonist-art]

FORGOT TO POST HER!! this is my Darkwing Duck villain oc Miss Demeanor!! >:o) She's demented!! Demeanor is a drag queen- by day he's Carlo, a guy stuck working full time at minimum in St. Carnard. By night, she's Miss Demeanor- a flashy, glamorous villain who seeks to improve St. Carnard's drab looks through forceful pizazzing <3

[raidante]

The guy!

[tmzu710]

In to the character Protagonist oc be named here

[thegremlinthateatspaper]

My main OC~~~~!!!✨💙

OC name- Meaa

They/she/he (enby/genderfluid)

An anomaly among their family- she was expected to not have any sort of magical abilities, much like her older brother, who himself had non either. However, it seemed like they gained those abilities almost overnight. How? No one’s sure. But one thing is certain; she’s not just a simple witch like her mother. . .

They’re also the protagonist :3 (they’re usually a chaotic cinnamon roll and the images above were just a cool illustration idea I had for her lol XD)

And they’re also the character Ni is out to kill lol-

[cr1ms0n4nd-ac3]

Joining the thats not my neighbor fandom, seems I will had to make my protag oc!

[top-tier-tickles]

I was scared to post this for a but, then I thought fuck it

This is Finley, my Spooky's Jumpscare Mansion protagonist OC.

Also bonus under the cut

My handwriting is ass, so here's what it says:

1- CAT-DOS Database entry: Once a helpless visitor of the mansion, they underwent a transformation into a killing machine. Proved very effective on cowardly or angry subjects.

2- Possible Death Screen text: You have bo idea how long I've waited for someone. Someone just like me. Let's bear this burden together.

[zoethehead]

Here's the separate sprites for Ivan.

Alts below the read more

Bases by @deepseaspriteblog , @chubby-aphrodite , and @nativemiracle2

[abraxos-the-phantom]

Singularity

A/n: Talking to the person who gives you the additional Rotom phone cases based on past game data has given me ideas

It was strange to be in a school this time around.

Oh there were certainly schools in the past, but the delicate balance of instinct with intellect was never something facilitated at the academic setting. But the school of Paldea was...different.

The people even more so.

"Skeledirge."

With a thunderous roar Skeledirge let out a flaming tune, sending forward a careening bird of marigold flames to slam into the titan sized "Great Tusk". A startling resemblance to Donphan most likely meant that it was probably some relation - certainly not a regional variant - yet it carried the same sort of wildness that felt more common in the lands of Hisui. Except Alpha pokemon were slightly less common in the modern day.

The Great Tusk let out roar before falling, causing a minor earthquake before the strange Donphan crawled away.

"Great job, you did very good." Skeledirge wagged his tail happily, even slapping it a few times as youthful hands carefully scratched sensitive scales.

Area Zero was still an off-limits area to the majority of students attending, but given a combination of Champion Status and among the few able to sufficiently handle themselves whilst deep in the territory of violent pokemon granted the grace of independent passage to and fro the area. Though it probably helped to have a personal means of getting down and back up again without needing to much from anyone else.

It was nice, occasionally escaping here. Away from the occasional hounding of other students, of Nemona really - not that a good battle was every unwelcome but there were times when the insistence was more than a little irritating. A previous lifetime spent observing and interacting with wild pokemon on solo expeditions tended to make one prefer the quiet over the bustle.

Especially...after. It was just better for everyone involved to stay away for a while after everything happened.

It wasn't the sprawling sights of the Hisui region, but it was close enough to the ancient region to bring with it a sense of nostalgia.

"Dirge?"

"Yes, we'll leave soon. That was the last of the reported rowdy ones." With one last friendly pat, they proceeded with the rest of the day.

***

There were a lot of rumors circulating the newest Transfer Student into the Academy. Where they were from, what type of people they were, what sort of people the family were - certainly some sort of rich folk no doubt, to be able to afford landplot right next to Nemona's rich parentage - yet most of it remained a mystery. To the students they was the Transfer who managed to earn Champion Rank within their very first year as a student, to the teachers they were a boggling studious and dare they claim, prodigious student who carried a wealth of knowledge and experience with them. Even a wizened sort of aura about them that made trust easier to manage.

To Nemona they were her best Rival, the one person in the entire school, perhaps the entire league who could truly match her move for move in a battle. She wouldn't lie and say she wasn't frustrated a lot of time time, there were a lot of long nights where she would revisit a battle - play back some footage maybe, if there was any - and try to puzzle out just what was her Rival doing that she wasn't doing herself. What sort of strategies were they using that somehow made them better and faster at reacting to changing situations. They were able to beat La Primera, so clearly it wasn't just her who was going through it.

As she thought back to their latest battle, she wondered. Their pokemon were...something else. She remembered some changes but for the large part it seemed her Rival was the type to prefer a team and stick with it unless it wasn't viable to move forward. Even then - the variety was sort of crazy, not necessarily in types but in moves. A Lucario with Water Pulse? A Gardevoir with Magical Leaf? A Skeledirge with Thunder Fang?! Even more so, a Skeledirge that was fast. Her Meowscarada should've been able to outpace Fire Pokemon but Skeledirge had shut her down before the Terrastrillization process even finished.

As she wrote down more notes in her notebook, her dorm lit only with a single lamp, she frowned - looking down at her notes.

Her Rival's Pokemon were powerful...but average, even when she took care of them in between adventures she already glanced at their abilities with her own granted Judge Function after gaining Champion Rank, these pokemon weren't exactly prime of their species. Yet they were still faster, stronger, hardier, and a bunch of other things than any other pokemon she's ever faced off against before. And as Student Council President, Nemona faced down a lot of opponents. To even be able to face down the Professor with circumstances like that...

Nemona rubbed her forehead.

To be able to stay calm in that situation, Nemona didn't think she'd ever be able to do it. She had no way out, no pokemon she could call on for help - she panicked. Nemona didn't know what to do, and for a moment she felt for certain they were going to die down there.

Not her Rival apparently. It was honestly like magic. She had talked it out with Penny and Arven before, while their mutual friend was out on special assignment from Professor Raifort; but it was like the whole thing was just another day. Just another battle to get through, a Raid maybe - she had watched her Rival count the cycles before they could Terrastrialize, watched as a potion was readied and a nod before an attack. Even before then - with the full weight of the Team. Corviknight, Lucario, Luxray, Skeledirge, Gardevoir, Tyrannitar - they moved and acted without so much as a breath.

Just a look was all it took.

And last she checked, Gardevoir was the only one of the six with psychic abilities.

Arven said it was like that when he battled them too, it was a little amazing and irritating, because he had been with Mabosstiff for years and still needed to shout to make a move. Penny said much of the same, she could throw out as many baby-doll eyes as she could, but when those pokemon were told to attack - they attacked. They fought like they're trainer was in danger - or maybe it was less dramatic, they fought like they wanted praise from their trainer. Craved it so bad they pulled out crits more often that mathematically possible. Craved it badly enough that a Lucario could throw off a burn status, that a Skeledirge could hold off after a rough Crunch. Nemona liked to think that she had a good bond with her pokemon, and she wouldn't trade that relationship for anything in the world - but she also wondered. Because most pokemon were friendly towards her Rival, especially after a while. Not every pokemon loved other people, but there was something about her Rival that drew Pokemon in. Made them curious, made them friendly - or maybe made them want to find a challenge. She certainly felt that way when she first watched three tiny pokemon run circles around them in excitement, and those three barely had much time with their potential new trainer.

It was so strange and wonderful and-

"President. President."

"Que?! Oh Arven, don't scare me like that" Nemona scolded "what do you want anyway?"

"They're back" Arven rolled his eyes "thought you would want to be the first to greet them when they rode in. Penny's already there."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?! Geeze" Nemona nearly sent her chair spinning in her haste, grabbing her bag "where were they this time anyway?"

"Treasure hunting apparently?" Arven shook his head "something about mythical pokemon that were locked up a couple hundred years ago; Professor Raifort looked ready to kidnap them before Director Clavell stepped in. Apparently they brought 'ruin to Paldea' before they were sealed away - but you know our lil' buddy, just stashed away in a Pokeball like it's nothing."

"Aww you're just upset they didn't take you with them" Nemona teased.

"Shut up! You were whining about it too! But they had a point, there's not really any comfortable room for more than one person, and we were really risking it last time" Arven blushed at the memory "not my finest moment but at least they forgave me for almost wrenching their elbow."

Nemona opened the door to her dorm room, waiting for Arven to step through before she continued their conversation with a snort. "Have you seen that grip strength? I'm a little afraid to shake hands sometimes with how strong it is, I mean- who just holds a Tera Orb like that? No one, not even La Primera holds it that steady when she uses it."

"True, you should've seen it back when we were hunting Titans together, I don't think I ever got around to figure out how much strength it takes to hold on while climbing vertical."

"I'd say that's a load of Taurus dung but I guess given who we're talking about it's not that far out." Nemona stopped.

Arven, a large stride ahead, had to hold the wall for a moment before turning back. "What?"

"...Your buddy, my Rival...Penny's friend. Pretty cool huh? A treasure in their own right one might say." Nemona wondered out loud, and with treasure often came secrets.

Arven rolled his eyes "duh. You realize the longer we stay out here the more likely they're gonna be gone again? Come on, maybe this time we can convince them to let us come with - or well. Me anyway, since you and Penny are busy with stuff."

"Hey! That is not fair we all agreed to share!"

"I'm gonna ask if we can maybe check out raid dens for Herba Mystica, we're going to have so much fun-"

"Arven!"

"What's that Nemona? You wanna come? Nah surely not, the President is too busy."

"Arven!"

[sadmages]

Having ocs is fucked up they make you wake up and think stuff like what if i learn to code in renpy and make this into a visual novel. Who said that

[embraceyourdestiny]

Slay the princess is the exact kinda game where all of the fans should be making their own princesssonas and longquietsonas and self inserts and oc aus. this game is the kinda story meant to be reshaped and remolded and made into your own visage and we should be doing that. what is your version of the princess, what road do you take to get them, what does your long quiet look like, how perfectly do your ocs fit into the themes of this game? tell me, tell me, tell me!!!!

[arrimorr]

My ocs, Sir and Ser, aka the eldritch malevolent policemen 😔

[donniipao]

shout out to my protagonists, The Aces 🙏🙏

[raidante]

You can tell I procrastinated on this with how different the headshot drawings are compared to the full body...

ahem. PRESENTING FINALLY the OFFICIAL ref for my SMT protagonist/hero oc!!! His body is made of recycled synthetic human parts and organs with a funky little computer inside his womb!! that you can see peeking. an AI lives in there!! theyre your friend :]

Once a normal high school student 30 years ago, he woke up in a strange new body with an identity crisis and is now trying to find out the why’s and how’s, in a world that absolutely hates his existence! But he’s a trooper, so don’t worry.

little fun trivia -That is NOT A SUIT it is his human skin he is NAKED yippee [you get armor] -he is transgender -he is 18 mentally (he “died” 30 years ago during the bombing of tokyo when he was 18) but his body is brand spankin new (aleph 2.0 situation). -only he can hear the AI inside him because it speaks directly into his brain, unless the AI were to talk through a computer he is plugged into. BTW he can plug himself into terminals by connecting the cords into his womb so it mimics an umbilical cord.

he is my funny guy I hope u guys enjoy him

[syrupyyyart]

motley moms

[freakshowsomethingg]

hi guys welcome back to my youtube channel. slay the princess art dump from the past day or so

ummm this first bunch are requests from the black tabby discord shout out to those people if u see this

n then we got. princess ocs i made

remember to like and subscribe and hit that bell chat

[szynkaaa]

Some more Black Myth Wukong Destined One x reader / OC / self-insert / whatever-floats-your-boat thoughts

***** Black Myth: Wukong Ending Spoilers *****

While I know that in the true ending, the Destined Ones inherits all of Wukong's power and skill and memories and is basically the Monkey King reincarnated, I still kinda see them as two separate beings?

Especially in terms of shipping Destined One x reader LMFAO. IDK I just think this has a potential to be angsty or ending in a tragedy, like yeah you have heard stories of the great Monkey King (or not, depending on your character's backstory). But the monkey you are traveling with doesn't seem anything like the Great Sage you have heard so much about. It's hard to tell what he is thinking or wants but with time you learn how to read the Destined One (see my other hc here). This is the monkey you've been traveling with for some time, protecting you, listening to your woes and shower thoughts. Who made sure you were fed and safe and warm at night.

What does it mean then when he inherits all of Wukong's power and will and memories? Is his personality slowly gonna shift to be more and more like the monkey king's? Did the Destined One ever had a free will on his own? In the game when you die, a lot of times enemies will say "oh you are nothing like him" and that it is also not the first time the Destined One has been here (which I guess is tied to one of the game's ending). I think it's just kinda sad that the purpose of his entire existence is to go find the 6 relics, and then inherit Sun Wukong's memories and be basically the Monkey King reincarnated.

So I'm writing this with my OC in mind, but I feel like if she learns that his whole journey at the end is to become Sun Wukong and be his reincarnation, idk she is gonna absorb that information well. It may suddenly feel like you never really knew the Destined One at all? Was there ever a chance for you to be with him or be together? Once the Destined One inherits all of Sun Wukong's memories, will he still feel the same way about her? will he remember all the good times and bad times and ugly times they went through? I feel like there would be a whole new adjustment period lmfao. ofc this can all still end in a happy ending way, but right now my brain is just stuck in how sad this could also potentially be.

I think part of the reason why I also feel this way is because I am generally not a fan of the whole "past person reincarnated" trope (love isekai though).

I do love the game's ending as it is, but in terms of shipping with an OC or whatever (which is what I always do when I ✨ obsess ✨ over a fictional character), it's not my favorite

anyway yeah, I'm not good with putting my thoughts into words so I hope it makes sense what I'm trying to say