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anemoflower · 7 months
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New genshin oc sketchpage!! Meet Elowyn! She's a former knight of Favonius and a hydro sword user. Aaaand she tries to deny her crush on a certain cryo man, which isn't working so well
don't ask me about the lore I still have no idea what I'm doing but it's fun and my way to cope that I'm miles away from Fon.taine/Wrio.thes.ley ingame
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slightecho · 4 months
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save him
A VERY silly lightning-speed doodle I did. It’s not good. But it is funny!
The child is Ellie - a Grimwalker OC by @silvvergears and myself
bros got drool on his hair noodle
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tatersdoesstuff · 2 months
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oc art dump ✌️
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mebeingachillbean · 5 months
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Gift for @p0wdrrdbarkkz
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Elowyn belongs to @p0wdrrdbarkkz
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aardciaga · 5 months
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crazed individuals line up!
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oneact-play · 9 months
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white girl jumpscare
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kvaughanarts · 10 months
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feral-mouse · 1 year
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Ok so I thought it'd be funny (at least to me lol) if I put my ocs through BTD and TPOF, also because I wanna see what ending they would get and I wanna draw it out 👀
So with that said
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suntimeswolliw · 2 years
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Please please please may I see some of your mantis OCs? 🥺👉👈
(If you’re comfortable with sharing 🥺)
Yeah!! this is pretty old art and these guys are in need of some redesigning, but here they are!
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this is my old ref sheet for them :)
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anemoflower · 6 months
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"You're very warm. Can I keep you here?"
"Hehe, yes of course..."
I saw a pose ref (x) wanted to draw them and uh... here it is
Taglist:
@jils-things @iiudex @huggsbury
Please let me know if you want to be added or removed :>
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toads-treasures · 2 years
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Tormented by DIY blorbo thoughts
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sammakesart · 1 year
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👑 Long Live the King and Queen 👑
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mebeingachillbean · 5 months
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✨Oc interactions ✨ Venti and Elowyn
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Venti: Hello I love your outfit
Elowyn: why thank you I like yours too
Venti: thank you I’m venti poppy peppermint
Elowyn: I’m Elowyn it’s nice to meet you
Venti: nice to meet you too
Elowyn: wanna be friends
Venti: yeah! ^^
{besties}
💓Elowyn belongs to @p0wdrrdbarkkz✨
✨Venti belongs to me❤️
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aardciaga · 4 months
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bffs
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druidx · 20 days
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Snippet 1 from Elowyn Investigations
CW: Stabbing, blood, near-death of a main character This raw, unedited, plot-holey snippet from Elowyn Investigations is to provide context for a later chapter of Her Countenance was Light. Tagging HCWL list: @aquadestinyswriting, @hannahcbrown, @jacqueswriteblrlibrary, @babyblueetbaemonster
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We arrived at Rowbottom's house, the front door still ajar from where he'd fled, I suppose. "Where is she?" I asked, drawing my nightstick. "Under the stairs," he whispered, hiding behind me. "All right, stay here," I said. He nodded mutely and I entered the house. The stairs ran from the middle of the reception hall, and I padded around the side. The door was closed though, and I frowned, before realising this building had more than one story. I silently cursed myself; I should have asked which set of stairs he'd meant. But no matter, I'd just have to go check the next level. I cautiously went up the stairs, treading carefully to avoid making them creak, and listening hard. Halfway up, I heard a slight scuffing sound, and paused, hardly breathing. I stood for a long while, but when no further sounds came, I carried on, reaching the top of the stairs and coming onto the landing. It was dark up here, and I was having trouble seeing. Clouds obscured the moon, and no lamps had been lit. I looked around. The landing bent left, curling around on itself, and a small hatchway led from it. My heart scudded in my throat. I reached for the handle, but before I could touch it, I felt the delicate touch of sharpened steel against my throat. I froze. The sense of a body behind me. Breath against my ear. "I give you this one warning: stop looking, Watchman." I swallowed, carefully. "What if I don't?" I asked, shifting the nightstick to lay along my arm into a defensive position. "Then you get to meet your maker," the voice hissed. I felt the blade at my throat withdraw and took my chance. I spun to the right, blocking the figure behind me. They gave a wordless cry and parried my blow. I tried to step away as they thrust at me with a second blade, but my back hit the wall. The dagger skittered off my badge, where it lay on my heart, and sank instead into my arm, slipping neatly between the leather shoulder plates. I cried out, instinctively gripping the wound. My assailant let go, clearly considering the blade not worth the effort of retrieval. I dropped to the floor, as my assailant turned tail and ran.
Blood bubbled from the wound, and I stared at it. I'd not been stabbed before, nor seen such a wound since the Demon Wars, eight years earlier. Keep the blade in, I heard Alexis telling me. If you ever get stabbed, and have the option, the blade stays in so you don't bleed out. I was suddenly aware of a high-pitched keening sound and then realised with a start that was me. I had to get help. I needed help. I wanted my legs to move, but they wouldn't. There was a crashing from below. I jerked out of my pain and panic induced catatonia. The gnome! He was still downstairs, what if… I struggled to my feet, and lurched forward, only just keeping my balance. "Elo!" I heard someone calling, desperate as I felt. "Elo!" I fell against the bannister. "Here!" I called back, feeling light-headed. I closed my eyes for a moment, then there was the crash of someone kneeling down near to me. I jerked awake, blinking in the light of a lantern. "Oh piss and blood, Elo!" Farren cursed, taking a look at me. I blinked sleepily at him. "Oh, no, no no!" he grabbed my face in his whole hand and shook it. "Don't you dare! Stay with me!" He slapped me, and I came alert. "Stay with me!" he shouted, then he was tying something around my arm, above the wound, twisting it so tight it hurt more than the blade. "You stupid girl!" he was saying. "You should have waited. Sindla save you; you never go anywhere alone!" "The gnome…" I warbled. "What gnome?" he asked. "What are you even doing here?" "Rowbottom…" "Was nowhere outside," Farren said. "Piss and blood, I need to get you to the Hedge. You need a proper healer for this. Come on." He scooped me up like a child, then we were outside, running through the damp night air.
Light blazed into my eyes as we burst into the Watch-house. "I need the Hedge!" he yelled above me, and in the light, I saw his brown eyes shimmering with water. "Oh Telak," I heard someone curse. "She's not here, she went home hours ago!" "Take her to Snips!" someone else said, and we were moving again, the air getting colder as we descended into the Tombs. "What the devil are you- ah!" I heard the goblin say. "What happened?" "She's been stabbed. Help her," Farren said. I felt the solidity of stone suddenly beneath my back, and knew he'd dumped me on the autopsy table. "I don't deal with live ones!" Snips protested. "Take her to Matilde! Take her to the Hedge." "The Hedge isn't here!" Farren snapped. "By whatever gods you believe in, I swear to them I will do you great harm if you do not help her, you snivelling cur!" "Yes, yes, alright," Snips said. "There's no need for name calling." I heard him shuffle over, and a moment later his long pointy green nose filled my vision. "Hello Elowyn dear," he said conversationally, working to remove my armour, his quick fingers unbuckling the straps for the shoulder plates, and down the side of my torso. "I do quite beg your pardon at this intrusion but I need to get to the wound site, and well, your armour is in the way. Farren, a hand." I felt Farren's clumsier human fingers pulling at the strap across my chest that secured my badge of Office, and the shoulder straps on the opposite side. "I'm sorry Elo," I heard him murmur as I passed in and out of consciousness. "This is… I'm sorry." He levered me up, and I whimpered as between them they pulled off the leather torso armour. I felt thin goblin fingers on my arm, and whimpered as Snips poked and prodded. The goblin's nose came back into view. "I'm afraid this is really going to hurt quite a lot. One of your arteries has been struck, and you are going to bleed out, unless I cauterize the wound. This is, unfortunately for you, the quickest way to deal with it. Farren, I need your belt," he said and looked across me. In a moment, a nasty strip of leather was being put to my mouth. "Bite down dear." I did as I was told, and Snips vanished from my vision. My eyes started to close again. I was so tired. Farren slapped me again. "Hey! No! No sleeping on the job. C'mon girly, let me see those green eyes." "Farren, hold her down," Snips said, somewhere to my left. I couldn't see what he was holding, but I felt Farrens hands pressing down on my slim shoulders. Snips gripped the handle of the dagger. "I'm really very sorry about this my dear," he said and wrenched the blade out. That hurt, but then I felt his hand on my wrist and a searing agony as something was pressed against the raw flesh of the wound. I screamed through the leather belt and tried to buck myself away, but Farren and Snips held me tight. For an eternity that must only have been a few moments, it was just me and the burning pain, flaring in my head like a white light. Then the pain dimmed, the flare went out, and I flopped back, trying to remember how to breathe. "Don't let her go just yet," Snips said, and vanished from sight again. "I still have to clean what's left," he said, coming back. Farren pressed hard down on my shoulders again. And there was another sear of pain, as Snips wiped something cold and damp over my arms. I cried out again, whimpering more this time, and flopped back. "There, bug, it's over," Farren said, releasing my shoulders and stroking my hair. I saw him look at Snips. "That's it right?" he asked. "She'll be okay now?" The goblin nodded, grim. "She'll live," he said, rubbing his hands on something. "Put her to bed now, she'll need rest." Farren nodded, and I felt myself rise again. "Wait," I murmured, tapping Farren on the chest. "Wait." He looked down at me. "Evidence," I said. Farren looked at Snips. "Bag the blade, would you?" my partner said, instantly understanding me. "I'll send someone down for it."
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oneact-play · 1 year
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you heard her
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