#werido oc

[feral-mouse]

Day 3? 4? - Food (Part 2)

Randy found another meal! And this one can regenerate too!

Ivy belongs to @weirdo-canniboy

[sellander]

Last sentence is for all of u freaks who I know have the gloves kink.

[sadies-silly-hellroom75]

*Inserts Lovefool by The Cardigans.*

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My Dandy's world oc.

Meet Beatrice! The most unique friend in Dandy's world!

Heath: ❤️❤️❤️

Skill check: ☆☆☆

Movement speed: ☆☆

Stamina: ☆☆

Steath: ☆☆☆

Extraction Speed: ☆☆☆☆

Ability: Uniqueness. (Active)

Ability 2: Creativity. (Passive)

Her friends: Goob (best friend), Scraps, Razzle, Dazzle, Flutter, Cosmo, Sprout, and Finn.

(Update) Twisted sheet!

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[jubeesboribus]

gorls night

[trulybutnotyours]

I love when i get up from my couch, enter a new dimension of tv static, and then sit back down again!

[6racc6oon6]

my first try of doing "animation", caused one broken phone, other phone almost, two mental breakdowns and no sleep T^T

[darkangelhoodie]

I'm alive, not that anyone misses me. But if someone comes across this, then I want to share my art. Even though I don't feel confident in it. I want to set out of my comfort zone. So yeah, here is a little bit of old art. But I'm going to post some new one eventually. Until ✌️

[lookatwinglol]

Just a bitchy weirdo I create

[hearts4eros]

RP REQUEST: PLEASE BE 18+ I AM 22 I DO NOT ROLEPLAY W MINORS!

disc: hearts4eros

DON’T BE A FUCKING WERIDO / MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Marvel: Anything at all i’m actually insane but preferences for poolverine and spideypool!

Scream: Billy x Stu (Stuilly) open to other ships!

THG: Finnick x Peeta, Snowjanus

SAW: coffinship / chainship / Lawrence Gordon x Mark Hoffman (please nobody gets this ship like I DO)

DC: Riddlebat / batjoker

DBH: idk just wanna do this, could be ocs!

ALWAYS OPEN TO OC RPS!!!

here’s an example of my writing, keep in mind i can write from anywhere from 300 words to over 2k+ but I prefer on the longer side

Alex was going to spiral when he woke up. How could he not? The world was going to end. That was it, his world was going to come crashing down and burn all around him. If he thought his future was somewhat salvageable before, it was no longer going to be. How could Alex go from an active addiction, to living a normal life? He couldn’t. He never would be able to get *clean* after this. Not after Alex felt. Not after how *fucking great* it felt. Life would be boring. It was boring whenever he was sober. The male wasn’t ready to give up on an exciting life. He didn’t want to work a 9 to 5 anymore after this.

All his ambitions are gone. What if Karl found out he was *wasting* his life. Wasting all his potential. It was only a matter of time before Karl found out. Alex would try his best to hide it, but everything comes to light. Everything comes out. *He didn’t want Karl to know.* Karl would look at him differently. What did everyone think of Alex? Were they already disappointed? Did everyone already lose hope for him? Probably. They probably did. He wouldn’t be surprised at that.

He went to bed, knowing he was going to spiral in the morning. He knew it. But that wasn't an issue right now. He was asleep now. Everything was okay at this moment. No worries about what the fuck they just did. No worries at all. The worries didn’t even seep into his dreamless sleep. Luckily. This was going to ruin him. *Forever*. He had never been so *attached* to a person before. It was like Nick was everything to him. Alex idolized Nick. Romanticized the heavy drug use. How could he not? Seriously.

Nick was *everything* he wanted, maybe that was because of the drugs. But something about Nick, lured him in. He was captivating, he was exciting. Maybe those were the only things Alex liked about him. Oh he was also *very very* pretty. Alex loved the idea of Nick. Sure they didn’t know each other, not in the slightest. The addicts never opened up to one another. So his past was unknown to Nick, and Nick’s past was unknown to Alex.

Alex ~~loved~~ liked Nick. He was unsure where along the line this happened. Though he knew that, it was not reciprocated in the way he wanted it to be. He was blind to this, but something similar was happening between himself and Karl. Alex was far too blinded by the drugs, and this dependency on Nick. Maybe it was ironic in a sense. Alex probably deserved this, because the same was happening to Karl. Call it karma, or whatever one believes in.

Karl didn’t deserve to be second place on the list of things important to him. First place was shared by Nick and drugs. Karl came second. Just like how Alex would become second to Nick in due time. Parallels. If only Alex could see these, maybe he’d stop. Losing Karl was the last thing he wanted. His *best* fucking friend. Now discarded to the side. Abandoned like an old toy when a child gets a new one. Forgotten. Was that all Karl was to Alex? Someone who could be discarded, without a second thought to how this *might* hurt Karl.

It most likely *was* hurting Karl. Going from hanging out everyday to, just once in a blue moon. Alex was always too busy with Nick to text or call back. Coming up with some bullshit excuse as to why he was missing, or why he couldn’t call back. The realization would hit him when he woke up. When the withdrawals hit, allowing him to spiral completely. This came much sooner. Hearing voices down the hall he reluctantly woke up, first noticing how he woke up alone. He didn’t open his eyes though. He really *really* didn’t want to. Rays of sunlight shone in, not enough to be an issue though. He just laid on his side, not moving an inch. He heard the door close, though no footsteps back into the room. Alex let out a breath he had been holding in, it was a silent one. He didn’t want to bring attention to himself.

He didn’t *want* attention right now. He didn’t *need* it. He wanted to disappear. Alex wished he wasn’t existing right now. Alex didn’t want to see Nick after what happened. What was he supposed to say, ‘Oh yeah what are we by the way?’ To only get hit with something he didn’t want to *hear*. They would talk about it, right? They had to, despite Alex’s wishes. It was something that couldn’t be avoided. Maybe it could if he got high and forgot about it for the moment. He really didn’t want to have *this* conversation. They weren’t even together, yet Alex knew that this wasn’t gonna be a one and done kinda thing.

It was all hitting him.

How he wanted Nick to be violent with him, how he liked it when Nick made him scream. That wasn’t him though. He knew it was the drug, but what in the world was it laced with that made them act like that. Molly didn’t do that. Alex had taken it enough times to know that. Molly itself wouldn’t do that. He didn’t have extensive knowledge on drugs, at least the way Nick did. He was familiar with how they’d make him feel though.

This was so different.

Why did he like it so much? He was going to crave that high now. He knew realistically that it would *never* feel the same as the first time. Nick probably wouldn’t do it again so he wouldn’t bother, at least he’d try to. Yeah he decided that the *best* option was to avoid that

Alex didn't like feeling like a burden, so bothering Nick about it would make him a burden. That's just how it worked.

Why the fuck did he sleep with Nick? He’d never get over Nick now, not that Alex wanted to.

His head hurt, it felt like it was going to explode. Yet Alex stayed exactly where he was. He wasn’t ready to move, even if his thoughts were starting to get the better of him. What the fuck were they? Did any of it matter? Why wasn’t he good enough to date? Was he not being good enough for Nick? Did Nick actually like him? Did he care about him? Why? Why him? Why him. Why did this have to happen to him? What did he do to deserve any of this? Logically Alex knew that he should be with someone who actually wanted to make it official with him. Who would love him in the way he loved. Alex actually didn’t know how Nick felt about him. He wasn’t going to ask. Though part of him did know that Nick had to care about him. He was never mean to Alex, never raised his voice or *hit* him. So that had to mean something.

These thoughts wouldn’t let up. His mind was torturing him. All he could do was lay there and take it. Take every negative, self deprecating thought he had about himself.

He felt like he needed to throw up. He wanted to scream, rip his hair out - he just wanted to be loved. Didn’t he deserve to be loved?

No. He did not.

Karl. Karl loved him, Alex knew this. Karl was very affectionate. Yet that wasn’t enough. He didn’t want Karl, he wanted Nick. He hadn’t talked to Karl in so long. Not even a normal conversation was shared between them. It was like they were strangers. Alex didn’t want to be strangers with Karl.

However, Karl would make him stop. He didn’t want to stop. He didn’t want to recover. He *wasn’t* sick. What would he even recover from? It wasn’t bad. He wasn’t sick. Yet, he felt like he was going to die. That this was the end of the world. *He was being dramatic.* He was always dramatic.

Opening his eyes finally. Looking at the floor. He was going to break down. It was becoming too much. The thoughts were so loud.

He was a bad friend. A bad son. He wasn’t even good enough to be a boyfriend. This was *his* fault. He was the problem. If he wasn’t the problem then why would he treat Karl like this. This was not who he *used* to be. Would that version of him ever come back? Probably not. It was moments like these where he felt everything at once. He managed to pull his boxers and pants up. He was now on his back. Looking up at the ceiling. Staying idle.

*’You deserve to feel like this. You deserve to suffer. You’re a shit person. Look at you, a mess over drugs and a boy.’* Loud. Loud. Loud. Too LOUD.

He sat up. Alex felt disgusting. He glanced around the room, seeing his belt and walking over to put it on. He looked out the window. He had never felt *more* alone. Walking over to the closet and grabbing one of Nick's shirts. He knew that Nick wouldn’t mind. As soon as he put it on, he immediately felt worse than feeling comfort. Ignoring everything around him he went to the bathroom. He shut the door. Alex didn’t want to look in the mirror.

Yet he did. His eyeliner was smeared, it was messy. Then all the marks on him. From Nick. From their night. Why?

He felt helpless. He turned around leaning against the door, sliding down, leaning his head against the door. He covered his mouth because he knew he was going to be loud. He clasped a hand over his mouth. Then the tears came.

He felt nauseous. Holding his hand tightly against his mouth, preventing any noises from escaping. Alex couldn’t let Nick know he was crying. Nick wouldn’t like him if he saw him like this. The tears kept coming. The spiraling thoughts didn’t let up. Thoughts about the sex, thoughts about the drugs, thoughts about *Nick.*

He needed to pull himself together. He needed to call Karl. He needed to tell Karl what he was doing. Though, he wouldn’t. Karl would look at him so fucking differently. Karl would hate him. Then Karl would leave, and he’d have nobody. At least with Karl, Alex could open up, since they had been friends for so long. Yet Karl couldn’t see him like this. This worked up over his addiction, this worked up over a boy who couldn’t even make it official with him.

He stayed crying for some time.

His stomach turned. He crawled over to the toilet dry heaving. There was nothing to throw up. Nothing would come up. Tears still streaming down his face. He didn’t know how long he had been in the bathroom for.

*He wanted to die.*

At some point a flip switched in his brain. He stood up. Perfectly fine. Well that was dramatic. He used the bathroom, flushed the toilet. Went to the mirror. He felt like shit. He washed his hands and his face. Drying his hands on the towel that was in the bathroom.

Why was he so fucking dramatic. He was fine now. Perfectly fine.

Dramatic. So fucking dramatic.

He shook his hands.

Time to find Nick. He hesitated. Alex wasn’t even gonna ask what they were. He needed to get high.

Exiting the bathroom and going to find Nick. He didn’t think about it too much. He pushed away those thoughts. He was fine.

Alex found the male at the table sitting down.

He didn’t know what to say, he was at a loss for words. He hated this. He hated being sober, nothing was easy like this. It just felt so nerve wracking.

“Do you have anything left - or can you please give me something?” He spoke, unsure. He regretted how awkward he sounded. Did he come off too desperate. It’s fine. It wasn’t *that* deep. He was fine, he just needed to get high. That would fix everything. It always did. He was slightly shaking despite trying to act completely normal, like this didn’t do *something* to him.

[ich-bin-kein-polux]

I was about to call u by ur old name Mafer- shitttttttttt...

well, my irl name is Mafer, my oc is werido

[batling-cass]

A basic lil run down

Admin - Kat or KitKat, 18, quuer.

any pronouns

NO nsfw.

Im here for fun any hate about how i play cass will be blocked.

Ocs welcome just don't be a werido.

[oya-oya-okay]

What would you like to see be drawn of a OC you know/like

--werido anon 🦊

I'm sorry, but I didn't understand what you mean...!!😭💦 I'm so sorry, I'm so stupid lol..! Please write again if you want👉👈💦

[lal-ffxiv]

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okay last thing before going to sleep otherwise I won't sleep or I'll forget. Cuz I meantioned Asdis' curse and blessing and I'm sure there like an actually writing term for the cross of a tragic flaw and the monkey's paw. Or just concept that every blessing is a curse and every curse is blessing as something that will help oc in their life and constantly draw them back just as much. (Yes I did watch Ella Enchanted at formative age and then was banned from watching it because of normal reason thus making it my favorite movie)

of course I talk alot of Luka's because its quite real for them Menphina's blessing soothes their heartaches and comforts their sorrows and with overcoming that pain naturally Luka doesn't grow as person. Stuck in this cycle some days more than others. Forever delightful and distant. While it motivates them and aid them in pushing forward and same time is doubt of Luka's strength. Do they carry the world while not feeling its weight because they leave that burden to others and Luka can't have that doubt bother them that long.

But for Asdis its not really know to her. Just starting with her adopted parents. This elderly couple find this werid looking toddler in the veggie patch one day and just fall in love with her. The child they never had despitely quickly growing twice their size and just being creepy (asdis empathic abilities) somtimes. Even Asdis commits murder/mansaulgher I forget which it is. They can't be mad at her and Asdis doesn't feel like what she did is wrong. While feels that intial horror, the worry that concern. Her parents reassure her so surely that she doesn't feel her own remorse. And then with her aunt the woman doesnt like her. The woman might actually despise her but even still Asdis is cared for and protected in her home because thats her niece and you love family (this coming from the woman that hasnt spoken with her sister on princple for many years and stole her family's wealth when she moved to an enmey city). Her aunt trust her so much and isnt that a kind of love to be given someone's last request. and of course Asdis' never-to-be husband that worships the ground she walks one because he werido. Spends years stalking (waiting) for her as she possesed by a voidsent and ultimately giving up his life for her. Asdis is so loved that she taken from the people that love her so much. [Wording here is delibraite because Asdis can never be sure she loves someone genunie because she feels their love for her stronger than her own emotion. I mean Asdis felt her emotions once and a guy died] her aunt's dying wish leads to massace in sil'dih. Even the voidsent getting fed emotions via Asdis' empathy feels that emotion that the two entwined by some feeling more than anything else after to 1000 years or so. At that point Asdis is scared that Achlys will somehow leave her but that impossible right? Freaking shadowbringers seprerating her soul from the voidsent. Like did thr crystal exarch not read the purchuse recommendatiosn. So yeah that repeating thing in asdis story. That love isn't the thing that makes Asdis good. Its usually a path to being more evil. As how she felt their love too feed Asdis' delusions of grandeur too so thats great. Maybe being hated would fix her.

Luken is his own blessing and curse. He master of his own fate (no matter how much he wants to ask the spinner why?? It is just him). He just a dude trying to live his life and he keeps making a hot mess of it. Luken has choice to help himself and he doesn't. Luken walks the fine line between self-sabotage and being his best self everyday. Like he could be legitmate busness owner but he running his small crime ring in the backroom. He trapped himself so far into his past that he destroyed his future. Luken doesn't have good or bad luck he just his choices and the the consequces of them. Not even calling a good or bad choice. Their isnt the right or wrong of it its just up, down, left, right and he ends up going in circle anyways. Its called Luken's Narrative because he doomed by it.

[darkangelhoodie]

Old art but introduced to another character I made awhile back.

I'm trying to upload at least once a week. So I can share my art

[astrobuggy]

More of my silly au ideas for shits and giggles :3

‼️ TW: SA, M@$terbation (feels weird not to sensor that sorry 😓), DEATH, WERIDO ALERT ‼️

Purgatory AU 🧪💫

¤ On the day Lunar finally escapes the lab, he kills "everybody" in the facility either with his powers or bare fists (his emotional stability is gone, but his hands aren't 🤬)

- The people he didn't kill were Benjamin, Brooklyn (to his dismay), and with some others (he couldn't kill everybody with how big the place is). He was able to do this because of my TSAMS oc. She hacked into the place and was in control of all devices and commands during that day to help release Lunar.

▪︎ During the blood bath, people would scream in terror (duh 🙄), and at times, they would directly address Lunar

Sayings:

- You really are Eclipses creation....

- You will get your karma sooner or later for EVERYTHING. (Lunar rolled his eyes to this HEAVILY)

- You really are Moons, brother... (Lunar did NOT let this slide. Don't diss his brother, the same mf who let him into this family in the first place in front of him 😠)

¤ The navy blue circles under Lunars eyes are eye bags

- He could barely sleep with all the things he would see if he ever dared to close his eyes. Even if he did, it would only be 2-4 (mostly 2) hours until he was pulled back into testing and experiments for the next 17 hours (if I remember correctly 😓)

▪︎ Lunar would cry every single time he was left alone in his room

¤ Icarus would project his fantasies onto Lunar

- Icarus is a huge space nerd, even while he was a kid. He believed heavily that some intergalactic beings existed out there somewhere in space with some godly power beyond human comprehension. And with Lunars' new form and abilities and outside knowledge (the other astrals including Nebula!) He got confirmation about his theories. He was ESTATIC. Even that would feel like an understatement after finally having an idea of the unknown out skirts of Earth confirmed. Especially seeing it right in front of you. A being made out of light with these graceful and powerful abilities that no human can ever obtain. It's right in front of you. Right in front of him. Why not take advantage of this moment? What man wouldn't. Only a fool would pass on an opportunity like this, but not him. Not Icarus. A being so bright and beautiful like Lunar should know so such pleasureful knowledge only a human could provide. I mean especially in such a disastrous place such as this. Who wouldn't want a stress reliever in such circumstances? But why do they keep resisting...? (This mf has a wife somehow 💀)

▪︎ Icarus, while his time with Lunar is downright weird

- While Lunar is unconscious, he just stares at him while he draws him into this little notepad he has in this lab coat (most, if not all, are about Lunar in his unconscious state and how Lunar acts)

- At times, the Creator would let Icarus conduct solo experiments on Lunar since Icarus was the smartest scientist in the facility allowing him to have access to Lunar whenever he just needed to advise higher ups when doing so. During these experiments, he would always want to see how Lunars body would react to different scenarios and just in general how his body works (or his anatomy as well). So, Icarus would make Lunar strip and perform these experiments. The "reason" for this (the removal of clothes) was because he needed to see how his whole body would react (no need to worry Lunar does not have those parts, still doesn't make it better tho) and because the machines they had only worked with the bare body. Not with pieces of clothing covering it.

- After these solo experiments were finished, he always made Lunar lay down in one of the spare hospital beds they had while these experiments. Lunar would be relieved since that just means more "resting" time for him. One time during resting time, Lunar is knocked out (pure exhaustion) and wrapped in these thin sheets replacement for actual blankets. Icarus realizes he can use this moment to see more of Lunar. So, like any determined man, he goes and uncovers Lunar only to find Lunars naked body. Guess the exhaustion really got to him? Forgot to even put back his hospital gown. Now, this is an opportunity of a lifetime, isn't it. But he can't touch Lunar in such ways like that. Icarus knows that, but what says he couldn't touch himself like that? He gets the job done with the meer cite of Lunar. Oh. He got some on Lunar. Well, that's no good!- Huh. What's happening with Lunars stomach? It's reacting. Hm. Think about this later it's better to clean him up. Maybe he has his own experiments to conduct. Without Lunar this time. (NO, Lunar did not get pregnant tf 🤬🤬)

Like always, I got more in the chamber for this damn au 😒 Just might post them another day I'm tired as a bitch 😣 Sorry if any of these topics are heavy for you. I tried to cut it short bc there are more of those scenes with Icarus and Lunar. Also, if you think these scenes develop the plot, they do 😓 Especially with what Icarus did to Lunar in the last pinpoint

[zero-0-clock]

mizora: *shows up to camp*

azrael (oc), immediately: touch either wyll or karlach and i will personally make sure the heathens of the hells will keep finding parts of your body scattered around for aeons to come.

(aka azrael gets VERY protective VERY quickly. they may be weirdos, but they're HIS weridos)