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art squarty enjoyer
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YAY!! Part 1 of my BCG fic is done, featuring elementary/middle school Colleen and Gwendolyn (+ a fun little middle school Chip redemption arc)!! Only four more parts to go haha ^^
This picture shows the following characters, in relative order from left to right: Mrs. Richards (green hair, Gwen and Colleen’s Engineering teacher and advisor), Margie Voyd (12), Destiny Voyd (8), and Sarah Voyd (6) (Colleen’s little sisters), Valentina Voyd (red hair, Colleen’s mom), Colleen Voyd, Gwendolyn Zapp, Andre (pink) and Kev (blue) Tremontana (Gwen’s uncles), Chip Whistler, and Mr. Whistler.
Btw the fic is called “When I Thought I Had It All” on AO3 if anyone is interested! 😊
#big city greens#gwendolyn zapp#colleen voyd#big city greens ocs#chip whistler#mr whistler#wholesome foods#big city greens spacecation#fanart
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Season 10 episode 4: Endings
Season 10 episode 4: Beginnings
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A look into what is to come, and like the change in episode title, this is only the beginning…
Love how when no ships are actually good in cannon you just make your own and throw it in there. Also never really have drawn a kiss like this before so I am throwing myself out there, also tried to do a similar thing to the monkie kid style.
Aitheris: Ninjago Au is available on AO3 for registered users, only for registered users due to the threat of ai.
#ninjago#art#ninjago oc#fanart#lloyd garmadon#ninjago au#fanfiction#Vayu StormBlood#oc x canon#Voyd Shipping#ship art#shipping#ninjago shipping#fanfic art#Aitheris Ninjago Au#aitheris
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kiss kiss fall in love
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I’m not dead. sorry y’all
#wander over yonder#assassin peepers au#the eye of the storm au#voyd the watchdog#cw knife#wander over yonder oc
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Here's an oc of mine (and my first post ever on tumblr)
Voyd ! He's getting a lil funky (oh and also I do art. I usually post them on Twitter but that's down rn so)
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Doodles
#my art#ocs#illustration#doodle#original art#original character#procreate#the imp and the prince#nyvic#whik the candle lady#fantasy#voyd
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THANK YOU SO MUCH
HERE IT IS
Voyd the dragon boi, unbeknownst to grape, loves eating Dynamite (it's his favourite snack)
My birthday is tomorrow, and I wanted to draw, but.. But.....
I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEAS 💔💔💔
Do you have any prompts? I really wanna make smthn..
Grape handing you a cupcake (that is definitely not explosive)
#voyd#voyd termineaux#oc bullshit#kay birthday#pmseymour#pmseymourva#grape#coswon grape#kay's art#my art#please do not steal
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Mischief Voyd - Warrior of Light (FFXIV OC)
(OC belongs to me)
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Still need a proper reference sheet but uhhh meet Voyd! ("with a 'y' not an 'i'") a wannabe assassin who can be good at his job. What is their secret? I l mostly made him for the Assassin Peepers AU. Non-AU Voyd is low-key kinda dumb but AU Voyd... Oh boy.
(Voyd uses he/they pronouns.)
I've been seeing a lot of watchdog OCs lately so might as well share mine qwq
#wander over yonder#wander over yonder au#assassin peepers au#woy au#commander peepers#woy oc#wander over yonder oc#my art#digital art#watchdog oc
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Backstory
Finally, that story about my silly little ocs.
Pet whump and dehumanization (?) ahead, if you think I need another warning, give me a shout
“WAKE UP!”
Samson sat up instinctively at the barked command. He put his hands in his lap as he looked up through the bars of the cage. Sebastian took a breath and calmed down.
“Sorry, Sammy, it’s just -” he fumbled for the right words, “I want you on your best behavior. Someone’s reserved an hour to himself and I don’t want you messing it up.”
By the tone in his voice Samson knew who he was talking about. Caecilius Voyd, a notorious collector of strange and unusual pets, was all Sebastian ever talked about. Voyd was known to pay a pretty penny for an extravagant pet like a phoenix or a minotaur, and was practically a legend throughout the vendors of Winterwood. Sebastian had seen him walk through town every so often and was absolutely transfixed.
And of course Voyd would want the whole shop to himself, no other customers, for the whole time he was in here. Of course a man who pays for pets more expensive than, perhaps, the king’s castle - he’d never want his day out to be ruined by commoners.
Sebastian wrung his hands together, his tail swishing wildly. He paced the back room for a minute or so longer before sauntering to the front again.
In the front, surrounding the register, tinier creatures were displayed. A small dragon lay curled around its perch, the fairy sat in her fishbowl, and the phoenix’s tail feathers spiraled to the floor from its place on high. Sebastian gave the display room one last sweep/dust before the door opened.
In stepped the tall man, with dark clothing and dark eyes. The way he carried himself was so elegant, Sebastian nearly swooned then and there. Sebastian gripped the stranger’s hand in his own.
“You must be Mister Caecilius Voyd,” he said, pointed ears going pink as he gave his hand one pump, then two. The other man gave a wry smile. “So, you’ve heard of me.”
Heavens, his voice is deep. Sebastian wanted to shoot back a witty remark about How couldn’t he have? Caecilius Voyd was the most famous person in his industry, the most notorious customer many pet-vendors had seen. He wanted to explain how he’d heard all about him, and even thought he saw him walking past on a few occasions. He wanted to do that, but the only thing that would come from his throat were high-pitched, excited giggles. His ears now red, he tried to collect himself. “Wh-hah-what are you looking for today?”
“Well,” Caecilius started, “I’ve had many a pet in my time. I’ve turned the most violent creatures into docile servants who obey my will alone. I’ve seen what it takes to make the mighty fall, I’ve broken each of them one by one. Frankly, I’m utterly bored now.”
“Aww,” Sebastian offered a small noise of sympathy.
“What I crave is novelty. Give me something I’ve never seen before, something new, something…exciting. And you better make it count.”
“Ooh, you’re gonna want something from the back room,” Sebastian suggested, before grabbing Voyd’s hand again, “Come with me.”
The back room was more like a warehouse, with cages and tanks and other means of securing the prizes lined up in rows. Sebastian dragged him to the first pet, telling him “I think you’ll like this one.”
A faun sat cross-legged (cross-hooved?) on the dusty floor below. In its hands, it held a pan flute. Around its neck was a chain that continued on and fastened the creature to the ground.
“I actually had one of these as my last pet,” Caecilius reminisced, “She was meek and gentle, it didn’t actually take long to break her.” Sebastian started stuttering, slightly embarrassed at offering Caecilius Voyd a pet he’d already had. He looked around for anything else, and his eyes fell on a griffon.
“What about this one?” he offered, “Betcha never seen something like this before!”
“Fascinating.” Sebastian was sure he saw a glimmer in Caecilius’s eyes briefly. “But it’s far too large for my taste. E - ooh! What do we have here?”
Caecilius sauntered over to the mid-size cage containing an ordinary human. “I don’t believe I’ve ever seen one of these before!”
Sebastian bit his lip as he rushed towards them. “Oh, uh, that’s Samson. He’s…he’s a human.”
“Those are normally hard to get in this country,” Voyd mused.
“He, uh,” Sebastian stammered out the explanation, “He came here willingly. Sold his freedom for a better life, for food and shelter. I’ve…I’ve tried to give it to him, as best as I could.”
Voyd gave a delighted gasp. “A willing participant,” he exclaimed, “those are even rarer.” He smiled, turning to his vendor. “I think I’ve found what I’m looking for.”
Sebastian stood in silence for a second or so, processing what just happened, before stammering out an “O-okay!” His suddenly shaky hands fumbled to open the cage.
Samson confusedly took Sebastian’s hand as he led him out of the cage.
Samson kept his head down the entire transaction, for one to not let the unmerciful eyes of his buyer bore holes straight into his soul, and for two not to meet the eyes of his betrayer. Their voices faded into the background noise to the symphony that was Sammy’s heart pounding in his ears. His vision blurred from the tears welling into his eyes. He shut them tight to not let any pass through.
“Hey, Samson,” Sebastian pointed the man’s face towards his own. His eyes were just as wet with tears. “I’m sorry. I guess this is goodbye. Stay strong for me, okay?”
“Who said this was goodbye?” Caecilius laughed. With a snap of his fingers, a heavy iron collar curled tightly around Sebastian’s neck, with a chain appearing magically, stretching its way to the other man’s hand. “I’m taking you along with me.”
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Human version of my stickman oc, Voyd Jester! ⚫⚪✨
Posting non fandom art after not doing it in a while feels weird lmao- but uh hope u like my boy ywy✨
#Gonna draw his beautiful gf soon raaggh✨#Can't wait to post more art of my ocs cuz i love them-#Oc art#oc artwork#OC#my ocs#oc artist#oc drawing#my oc art#oc stuff#ocs#stick figure oc#human version
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A short story of my OC’s
Sigil is not my OC but a friends
Mr. Rose had always known his destiny was predetermined. As the son of the high priests, he was meant to marry the daughter of the highest donator to the church - Sapphire. The two were brought together in a lavish ceremony, but Mr. Rose quickly realized that Sapphire was not the woman he wanted to spend his life with. He couldn't stand the way she looked down on others and the constant demands she made. One night was all he could take, and he left to find a life of his own.
After spending some time in a remote village, Mr. Rose opened up a candy shop. It was here that he discovered a baby girl, abandoned in a dumpster. A note explained that the child's name was Elise, and that she was the daughter of Sapphire and Mr. Rose. Shocked and heartbroken by Sapphire's callousness, Mr. Rose took in the child and raised her as his own.
Years went by, and Mr. Rose watched as Elise grew up into a bright and curious young girl. But tragedy struck when Elise fell and broke her neck, paralyzing her from the shoulders down and putting her into a coma. Mr. Rose was devastated, and he knew that he would do anything to save his daughter.
As he sat by Elise's bedside, he thought of all the things he had learned in his travels. He remembered the stories of the guardians, powerful beings who protected the realms from the forces of darkness. And he remembered the summoning scroll that he had discovered, which he had used to call Sigil, one of the guardians.
Desperate for help, Mr. Rose summoned Sigil once again. The guardian explained that he needed Mr. Rose's help in finding a missing god, and in exchange, he would send his prophet to heal Elise. Mr. Rose agreed, and Sigil kept his word. Elise was healed, but Mr. Rose knew that he now owed Sigil a debt.
As time passed, Elise grew into a conflicted young woman. Raised to become the next high priestess of Voyd's church, she was full of conflicting ideas and chaotic thoughts. She was determined to learn all she could about dark magic, with one goal in mind - to kill the gods who had taken her father from her.
But what Elise didn't know was that the dark magic rituals she was practicing made it easy for Voyd to control her. The Elders knew this, but they kept it hidden from her. And when Elise discovered the truth about her past, she set out on a mission to find her mother, Sapphire, and learn the truth about her destiny.
It was a dangerous journey, filled with obstacles and betrayals. But Elise was determined to get to the truth, no matter the cost. And when she finally found Sapphire, she learned the dark secrets of her family's past - secrets that had been kept hidden for generations.
As she stood there, facing the woman who had abandoned her and her father, Elise knew that she had a choice to make. She could follow the path laid out for her by her bloodline and become the high priestess of Voyd's church, or she could forge her own path and take control of her destiny.
The choice was hers, but whatever she decided, Elise knew that she would never forget the lessons she had learned along the way. She had learned that the past could never be truly forgotten, and that the choices we make today will shape the future.
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Well..hello everyone, I’m not good at English, because is not my native language.
In text can be a mistakes.
᯾ℋℴ𝓉ℯ𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈᯾
The Hotel of memories is a place where every spirit will feel alive, despite the fact that their hearts have not been beating for a long time
Each spirit will remember its past, do what they so desired, but did not do.
Imu is a monster that helps two worlds - gods and shrines, as well as Devils and sinners.
Although he can't stand sinners. Vulgar, moody, rude and in themselves unloved everywhere. But there are some who have committed a rather small sin, but they themselves look much more like saints. Ki11ed the knacker? Shouldn't this be a good thing? He saved a small part of the younger brothers.
But still, everyone goes through their memories, shameful or not - it doesn't matter, the main thing is that your memories are slowly coming back.
And most importantly, the Imu will decide whether to get you into the white and gentle gates or into a place where you will be punished with the actions that you committed in your previous life.
That's why he has a lot to do, but he comes out very rarely, many people think that he is a monster in the flesh. Creepy, rude, and so on. But he is polite, sweet and calm, he has assistants.
And of course you know them!
It's Alea and Lolita! Small (for Imu) assistants. When there is no Imu or Voida, they help the spirits by telling and showing their past lives. Each person has their own folder. Someone has a lot, someone has a little.
All this was due to the dependence of the person's walking.
Also, besides our beloved twins, there are others:
The butler Voyd is a creature of another world that obeys Him. How did they meet? He took him to himself, after all the "people" from the world died out, only he remained. You will learn about his past life later.
Those who play in the "play", depicting the past life of some great people or a reminder of another life
(This is the first circle of memories):
Dolores,
Laban,
The twins are also part of this group, as storytellers
|There is also another character, but you will find out about him after all the redesigns|.
The way this hotel looks is always different. Sometimes it's creepy, and sometimes it's light and warm. A past soul has come to explore its past lives.
They are all escorts. They know everything about you. From life to sins and virtue.
᯾ℋℴ𝓉ℯ𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈᯾
Oc’s I managed to translate:
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So my BUTT decided to make a FILE on TH at the middle of the night about a new oc for a new story I'm making up called Archivus Despair. Only to update it TODAY bcs I was lazy to write anything yesterday.
Anyways the link if yur interested:
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My main girl Chichi-chan
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