#punch-out!! oc

[anotherwvba]

Challenge Accepted pt. 11

The ring announcer's voice boomed through the WVBA Omni Arena, electrifying the sold-out crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Fight Night at The Omni! I’m your main man on the mic, Jazzy Jamboree and tonight’s main event, aww man! The undefeated second-generation superstar, The Sandman, takes on the ever-unpredictable Irish Hooligan, Aran Ryan!"

The crowd erupted in cheers and boos, the energy off the charts.

"But we’ve got two more big bouts before then. So, fight fans, are you ready for some action!?" Jazzy bellowed. “Then let’s get ‘em out here and let… them… hands… GO!”

The crowd roared in response, their anticipation reaching a boiling point.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and "Queendom" by Moana A blasted through the speakers. Reina Adora stepped into the spotlight, her eyes hidden behind her luchadora mask. The crowd's reaction was immediate; boos and jeers filled the air, but Reina reveled in it. Ah, the sweet sound of envy. They wish they could be me.

Her corner followed closely behind her, Maria holding an iPad, capturing every moment. Reina strutted down the aisle, her every step oozing arrogance. She climbed into the ring, posing on the turnbuckle, soaking in the disdain like it was adoration. This is my kingdom now. These peasants should be grateful to witness my greatness.

Backstage, Skye paced nervously, her eyes darting around as she listened to her coach Vanessa

"Remember, Skye, stick to the game plan. You’ve got the speed and the footwork. Make that ring your dance floor."

Skye nodded, her eyes meeting Vanessa's. "I know, Coach."

Reina's music faded, replaced by the iconic guitar riff of "Cult of Personality" by Living Colour. 

Vanessa looked at Skye, her eyebrows raised, "This song? Really?"

Skye grinned, her eyes shining. "Hey, if this is my only shot in the WVBA, I'm gonna do it right."

Vanessa smiled back, her eyes filled with pride. "Then let's do it right."

Skye stepped onto the stage, and for a moment, she was awestruck. The crowd was cheering…  for her. She dropped to one knee, looking down as her right glove brushed the ground. When she looked up, Vanessa had her wrist in front of Skye like she had asked to look at her coach’s watch.

Skye looked up at Vanessa and smiled. Then she stood up and yelled, "It's clobberin' time!" before heading down the aisle to the ring. This is really happening. I'm here, in the WVBA, about to fight. Holy crap, this is awesome.

As she approached ringside, her eyes caught sight of familiar faces—Glass Joe, Cutie, Star, and Niki were all there, holding up signs. Glass Joe’s read “Coeur de Lionne.” Cutie’s read “Windy City Wonder,” while Niki’s read “Time to Dance!” Then, there was Mika’s. “Chi-Town Tough.”

Skye felt her eyes well up, but she blinked back the tears. Oh my God, they're here. They're actually here for me. 

Vanessa leaned in, her voice full of encouragement. "You see that, Skye? You've got an army behind you. Now go show lucha chick how we do things in Chicago."

Skye nodded, her eyes meeting Vanessa's. "You got it, Coach!"

With that, Skye climbed into the ring, her eyes locking onto Reina. The crowd's cheers reached a crescendo as Skye danced around the ring, soaking in the adoration.

Reina’s eyes narrowed, never leaving Skye as the rookie moved toward her corner. She thinks she's a star. Soaking up cheers like a desperate child seeking approval. How quaint.

Skye started loosening up, her eyes never leaving Reina's. Reina smirked, running her thumb across her throat.

Skye's heart raced, but she didn't let it show. She wants to intimidate me? Nah, girl. Curtain’s up. Showtime.

Jazzy's voice captured the attention of the sold-out crowd as the music faded. "Ladies and gentlemen, we start off the evening with a Women's Circuit bout scheduled for three rounds! Your referee for this bout is Daisy Coroa!"

The crowd began to buzz as the formalities got underway.

Reina’s eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed on Skye, as she flexed her hands in her gloves. Meanwhile, Skye’s eyes scanned the arena, taking in the moment before settling on Reina, all the while, bouncing and staying loose.

"Introducing first, in the red corner, standing 5 feet 4 inches and weighing in at 143 pounds, fighting out of Tijuana, Mexico, she had a professional record of 7 wins, 3 losses, and 5 wins by way of knockout. Presenting 'La Realeza del Anillo,' Reina Adora!"

The crowd's reaction was a mix of cheers and boos, mostly boos, but Reina soaked it in, raising her arms and turning in a slow circle to face all sides of the arena. She then blew a disdainful kiss to the crowd, her eyes cold and unyielding.

She's soaking it in like she's already won, Skye thought, her fists clenched. I can't wait to wipe that smug look off her face.

"And her opponent, in the blue corner. She stands 5 feet 5 inches, weighed in at 118 pounds. Fighting out of the Windy City, Chicago, Illinois, making her professional debut, she is 'Chi-Town Tough,' Skye Ivy!"

The crowd roared in approval, and Skye felt a surge of energy. She raised her gloved fists high, bouncing lightly on her toes, and then pointed to the crowd, mouthing "Thank you!"

Ah, the people love an underdog, Reina mused, her lips curling into a smirk. You won’t be their darling for long, chica.

Referee Daisy Coroa called both fighters to the center of the ring. "Alright, ladies, we went over the instructions in the locker room. I expect a clean fight. Listen to my commands at all times and protect yourselves at all times. Got it?"

Reina leaned in close to Skye, her eyes locked onto hers. "Espero que estés lista, niña. This is my ring, and you're just a guest."

Skye met Reina's gaze, unflinching. "Well, you know what they say about guests, right? They sometimes overstay their welcome."

Reina chuckled. "Cute. But I'm not in the mood for games."

"And I'm not in the mood to back down," Skye retorted.

Daisy intervened, "Alright, that's enough talk, ladies. Touch gloves and go back to your corners."

As they touched gloves, Reina spotted Mika, Niki, Cutie, and Glass Joe in the crowd. "Ah, the little fan club! Enjoy the show, darlings. It’ll be a quick one!" Reina blew them a sarcastic kiss as she sauntered back to her corner, eliciting boos from the crowd.

In Skye's corner, Vanessa saw the nerves in her eyes. "Skye, listen to me. You've got this. You've trained hard, and you're ready. Now go out there and show everyone what 'Chi-Town Tough' really means."

Vanessa inserted Skye's mouthpiece, and Skye bit down on it. "Thank you, Coach. Thank you for believing in me. I wouldn’t be here without you."

Vanessa smiled, her eyes meeting Skye's. "Heart of a lion, kid. Now get out there and roar."

Both fighters started warming up in their respective corners. Reina threw a few air punches, her eyes locking onto Skye's. She's nervous. Good. She should be. She has no idea what’s coming.

Reina smiled as she punched her gloves together before kissing her right glove and holding it out threateningly toward Skye.

Skye simply smirked and threw a series of quick jabs and hooks into the air, her eyes never leaving Reina's. This is my moment. My stage. And I'm ready to dance.

The tension was electric, the crowd's anticipation at a fever pitch. As Skye and Reina held each other’s gaze, it was clear—this next chapter in the Women’s Circuit was going to be unforgettable.

[artist-rat]

some epilogue vibes (an excuse to draw some hugs. and my durge so many times)

[cannedpeachlover]

based on my experience of getting kicked out of every casino on the strip while having arcade follow me around like a child forced to watch their parent go bankrupt

[heybiji]

[darkita11]

Comeback collage as usual :]

Couldn't come up with a lot of stuff to add sorry 💔 my brain is fried

↓ closeups because

[mycwows]

Render Practice

s/o got me into some stuppid wii game. Last guy's an oc

[deoidesign]

And my girlfriends?

yeah.

they smoke weed.

(original post) (sometimes a copypasta fits your character so well...)

[rosetta222]

[nai418]

This guy

[simonzezilly1]

U want more Aran? Then come and get it!! :D

Headcanon is bonus

[anotherwvba]

An Origin Story pt. 2

Nicole was just about to put up a "Gone to Lunch" sign at the reception desk when the front doors burst open. A young Filipino woman, dressed in pink and teal gym clothes and carrying a star-covered gym bag, sprinted in, looking slightly panicked. She reached the desk, out of breath.

"Whoa, are you okay?" Nicole asked, offering her a cup of water from the cooler beside the desk.

The young woman looked at Nicole with a puzzled expression, as if she recognized her from somewhere, then shook it off. "Thank you," she said, taking the cup and downing the water in one go. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself.

Nicole noticed a pair of boxing gloves peeking out from the woman's gym bag. "What brings you here today?"

"I'm here for the new boxer orientation," the young woman replied, still catching her breath. “Please, I can’t be late.”

Nicole checked the computer and smiled. "Well, good news. That's scheduled for 1 pm, right after lunch. You're not late."

The young woman sighed in relief. "Oh, thank goodness. I was worried I'd missed it."

"Look, I was about to go to lunch. Since you've got some time to kill, would you like to join me? Think of it as a sneak peak of the campus" Nicole offered.

"That sounds lovely, thank you," the young woman said, smiling. "I'm Mikaela Tiongson, by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Mikaela. I'm Nicole Gordon."

As Nicole grabbed her purse, the front doors opened, and in walked Viktor Von Kaiser, her coach. "Ah, Wenig Stahl, there you are," he greeted her in his thick German accent.

"Hey, Coach," Nicole replied, buzzing him through. "Do you get my text? I'll see you at 3 pm for training, right?"

"Ja, ja. We have much to work on today," Von Kaiser confirmed.

“I can’t wait!” Nicole said excitedly. “My timing needs work.”

“Ja. And your footwork,” Von Kaiser replied. “We learned much fighting Cutie. Now we apply those lessons.”

Mikaela watched the exchange between Nicole and Von Kaiser, her eyes darting back and forth as if she were solving a puzzle. Finally, Von Kaiser excused himself. "I must go. I have a class to teach. See you later, Wenig Stahl."

"See you, Coach," Nicole said as he left.

Nicole turned back to Mikaela. "So… food?"

Mikaela paused, her eyes widening. "Wait a minute. You're Niki Binary, aren't you? I saw your fight the other day!"

Nicole blushed a little. "Yeah, that's me. But please, call me Nicole. I'm on the clock."

"Mika! I mean, you can call me Mika," Mikaela said, her eyes sparkling.

Nicole's eyes widened in realization. "Wait, Mika Tiongson? As in 'Star' Mika Tiongson? I followed your amateur career back in New York!"

Mika's eyes sparkled. "You know about me?"

"Of course! You were a sensation in the amateur circuit. But why are you so excited to meet me? I'm just a rookie with one fight under my belt."

Mika leaned in, her voice tinged with excitement. "But that’s just it! The amateurs are one thing, and I’ve had a few pro fights, but this is the WVBA. I’m as new as you are. And you held your own with Cutie Hondo. It's going to be so exciting to fight you."

"Well, when you say it like that,” Nicole blushed, then smiled with a twinkle in her eyes. “Two rising stars going toe-to-toe. That’ll be pretty awesome."

"Exactly!" Mika exclaimed. "It’ll be epic!"

Nicole grinned. "I'm looking forward to it, Mika. But for now, I'm starving."

"Food! Sounds like a plan," Mika agreed, her eyes still shining with excitement.

As they walked toward the cafeteria, Nicole couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie. The WVBA Women's Circuit was shaping up to be something special, and she was thrilled to be a part of it. With fighters like Cutie, and now Mika, the future looked bright indeed.

[meatmel]

hi punchies fandom i supply you with Art my first drawings of them are the first image! the rest are just doodles from various shenanigans:)

my art can be used as profile pictures, just dont re-upload my work thanks:)

[ratzhatz14]

Okay yeah I'm gonna ignore that coincidence with RazzelTazzel (hi new moot), and I'll just post my OCS here

I didn't feel like making Glaze & Bloom because I didn't get a spark of design idea like I did for these two

Oh god why am I scared of tagging people- UHMMMM YEAH IM NOT GONNA DO IT SOMEONE ELSE WHO REBLOGS CAN TAG THEM BECAUSE IM SCARED

And quick design/fact thingy; Rein WANTS to fight, but can't. Kurrent DOESN'T WANT to fight, but has to. Their tails & horns are electric / watery so they're bandaged to avoid cheating. Rein has a broken nose On the left side of Rein's mask there's a white teardrop mark, just like how on Kurrent's mask there's a thunderbolt mark

[heisenbahlls]

did u miss me guy makes really cute smiley face (pls like my ocs.. the spikey one voted best heisenoc.. u have to like elias..)(pls ignore the forgotten details on monti hashtag rushed it idk)

sighh guys i get it u missed me i missed u too mwuah

[vampirtulpe]

Poor Arin has yet to recover from this traumatic experience-

[darkita11]

Carol Cóndor Character Intro (Contender & Title defense)

Song: "Chile Lindo" cover by Erick Ávila

Been working on this the whole winter break 💦 but it was so fun! hope you like it too

Stills under cut ⇊

Contender:

Title defense: