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peridots-pixiwolf · 1 year

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woe! first art post since a month ago be upon ye! take my gay bugs

[Start ID of the first image. A digital drawing of the five bugs forming Team Taranoake, drawn without anthropomorphized biology, short clips of text describing each one's name, pronouns, species, and size. The background is a solid-color pale orange, with the rest of the drawing being similarly flat-colored and golden-toned. The first shows Kritto, an azure damselfly, who stands on two legs with short stilts to counter the length of xer abdomen. She's light teal with black stripes, holding a brown scroll in one claw, the other pair of arms tucked between her two backpacks behind xer. Next is Lidii, a worker of the ant species Myrmecocystus mexicanus, yellow and orange. She's rambling about something excitedly, just barely propping up the thick wooden weapon beside her. Third is Rantan, an ox beetle, brown with yellow fur. He subjects himself to whatever Lidii's talking about, sitting with all six limbs on the ground and a mildly tired expression, resting their head on one claw. Gorge, a light purple coquina clam, is settled beneath two of Rantan's legs, his shell decorated with small notes and scribbles from work as an archivist. Last is the sea slug Ceras, a single-stalk aeolis, pink with bright stripes of yellow and white along their cerata. She's drawn further away from the rest, his head turned back towards the other four bugs. Like Kritto, they're marked as an honorary member of the team, lacking the seaglass bracelets shared by the three close-knit bugs from the center of the drawing. End ID.]

^ once again, these guys are from a universe I made with @froggoexists :]

[Start ID of the second image. A colored sketch of two humanized original characters, Ceras, a sea slug from the previous image, and Thorn, a Hollow Knight vessel. They're both drawn from the waist up, facing forward, close enough that Ceras's hand wraps around Thorn's shoulder. Ceras is shown as a young Black person, their cerata incorporated as long locs dyed pink, white and yellow, and piercings stud their ears and tongue. Thorn is paler-skinned, taller and thinner than Ceras, with pointed ears, and white hair styled at the top into two rows of spikes. Ceras is wearing a studded denim vest, thoroughly decorated with eclectic pins and patches, mostly of bands, bugs, games, and simple declarations of hope. Thorn wears instead a black leather jacket, with long studs at the shoulders and smaller ones along the sides and center. One sleeve is torn off, as they don't have a right arm, and the other is cuffed to display the adaptive device making up half their left. Ceras is sticking their tongue out and smiling, one eye shut and the other turned to Thorn, stimming with their free hand. Thorn's looking back at them with a smile.

The background is simple, a pink horizontal wave. There's a bright, pale halo behind Ceras' head, one which resembles a spoked wheel or a sun, seeming to cast light upon the two of them. A line at the bottom of the image reads "part-god mute disabled they/she/he bug punk BESTIES", and at the top of the image there's a small doodle of their original forms sitting together contentedly. End ID]

#having a bit of trouble being articulate lately hence the Wall Of Text IDs. hope they're still good 👍#anyway i tried to post these like three weeks ago and most of the text on here is from then but i am Nervous. strange aversion to Existing #think it started from a fear no one enjoys oc art and eventually it backed up to the point i didn't post non-oc art either??#i do miss doing that though and besides i know like >2 people like my stuff regardless. so here's to the first step in Not Being So Scared #peridots-art #bugs #mostly mollusk #kritto mm #lidii mm #rantan mm #gorge mm #ceras mm #thorn hk #hk ocs #peridots-ocs #< for a long time i had oc tags on their own so as not to be confused with fandom character tags but actually it's. less efficient. so #oho it is going to be Annoying changing everything though. anyway if I don't post this now it'll be stuck in Drafts Hell forever so 👍👍👍#hollow knight

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ask-mossy · 2 years

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What is your opinion on mosscreeps?

#hollow knight oc #hk oc #mossy #ask #hi!! had to disappear for a few days #some stuff happened that i needed some time to deal with #i should go back to answering at least one ask every 1-2 days now tho!

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fungal-wasted · 2 years

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Canyon - WoH chapter 9

In which some past sins start crawling on their back but they ignore them.

Summary: Two travelers climb the steep caverns of Fog Canyon. There are unsettling thoughts making their way through the surface, which the wanderer will try to make sense of.

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Start from the beginning here

(full chapter under the cut)

“Rough shift?”

You nod, taking a sip of warm tea, struggling to restrain the shiver running through your hands. You don't wanna go into details.

“We lost another one. A fly.” You lost a couple of bugs too.

You ask if you have to write to the family.

“No, don’t worry about it. This one has no relatives on our records.”

You nod again, eyes on the tiled floor.

“Look, none of the standard methods are working so far. We can try keeping them stable for some time but it’s always the same end result. I heard many of the people in the research department are quitting. They don’t wanna raise an alarm, but they can't find anything of use.”

You ask about the bug’s feelings on the current state of things. You can’t remember this insect as clearly as you wish. There is some familiarity. Colleague.

“I don’t know. We really chose the best time to train to become healers. huh?” The sarcasm in those words makes you uneasy. So does the colleagues’ nonchalance. “I don’t think I’m quitting, though. Recently, I was listening to my supervisor. She was talking about an incident with a particularly violent patient. I didn’t hear most of it, but they say they made a… discovery.”

Your digits drum on your cup, faster in pace. You are hesitant to reply or voice an opinion, so you nod to let the other elaborate.

“This man, head of the magic department, has been studying the properties of bugs as they pass away. He believes the cure to this plague is in the power of Soul…”

You wake up before that sentence ends.

Being honest with yourself, you had feared what would happen when you fell asleep. You find that instinctively, you seek darkness now, as if light threatened to burn you from the inside. In that regard, sleeping should be helpful, but it makes you vulnerable to dreams. Dreams were supposed to be inspiring, blissful, sometimes confusing, but the thought of them now simply causes an instinctive rejection. Thinking about it too much felt as if a swarm of lumaflies flew towards you, threatening to poke at the deepest edges of your memories. What you just experienced wasn’t as bad, so you reassure yourself that there is nothing real to fear.

(But why did you wake up so soon? Why do you feel so nauseous?)

Dreaming doesn’t burn now, but it certainly brings back unpleasant images. Nobody was exempt from such things, you thought as you turned over yourself, pressing your side on the cold floor. Asking about your experiences during the first wave of the plague was similar to asking someone about the weather, as if the breeze in the caverns and the new body count were comparable. But you doubted everyone had seen the same things as you did.

The truth they painted is not a good one. You feel your insides twist, making you shiver at the implications of your dream.

You could not manage to sleep again, so you sat up, pacing around in hopes that the images would assemble into a coherent story that let you fill in the blanks (that you knew the answer to but didn’t dare to actually think about), and flopped on the nearest seat once it became clear it would take more than merely rotating the same things in your mind to make any progress (admission).

Some time later, you took out the maps you had picked up recently. You were examining the possible routes in Fog Canyon’s map as your companion awoke, and after exchanging a few words and watching them leave, you pick another piece of paper, a new idea on your mind. It is time to do some self examination.

You take a quill, an incomplete map of the Crossroads and write down what you have cleared so far.

And this is where your thoughts go blank for a moment, as you reach the “present” events.

First you write your full name, which you then erase and just leave the first name in there. It feels less formal. Something about your first name still stings, but you dismiss the unease.

Then you write down your age. You are not a young bug just out of the nest, but you are not as experienced as older bugs either. You were old enough to have a job, but you weren’t quite stable back then.

You see a spot at the bottom right corner of the map, which seems unfinished. You wonder if the cartographer just never finished to chart down there, or if the place is inaccessible now. The map of the Crossroads seems to focus on the main corridors, where trading took place. You scribble a few homes in there. Your drawings aren’t as good, but you understand the general concept.

That’s Blueshore. The town behind the Blue Lake.

That… was your hometown.

(Not anymore.)

You had moved to an apartment in the City, back when your application for a scholarship was accepted.

Scholarship! That rings a bell (one that you’re willing to hear, at least). You can remember the tablet you received on your doorstep: its weight as heavy as the significance of the words in it. Clay is not a common writing material anymore, but prizes of such relevance needed a firmer constitution, for those that wished to preserve it. Your family wanted to hang it on your front door, as a sign of pride. You didn’t let them, embarrassed at the idea, but you still thanked their compliments.

Maybe you should have hung it, just for their sake.

You write that down. That is a reason for being in the City instead of Blueshore, working at home. You were a student. (A healer?) But you also worked. Students like you were doing their internships earlier to account for the demand of healers.

You write down the place you frequented during your internship. You then add a cross next to it, disgusted. You left, you remember that. You will never associate with that place again, and you hope that it's fallen to ruin like everything else. Nothing of value is left in there, and the best it can do is fade into oblivion. (But that doesn’t change the fact you knew of it, and what already happened.)

You close the map and fold it carelessly. It’s started to wrinkle. You don’t mind.

The Archives also come to mind now as you fix your eyes on the bubbles growing from the walls. The trips there bring happier memories. You studied regularly in… the City, but on occasion, bugs like you would visit the canyon’s building. You would hang out by the Queen’s Station and make your way up to the Teacher’s facility along with your fellow classmates.

The thought cheers you up somewhat, serving as a nice distraction from the previous current, just by the time your friend returns from their walk around the station. They grab your arm and their bag as they talk about their findings.You nod along, feeling a rush of energy in anticipation.

You know exactly where to take them.

The foggy caverns west of the station are as bright as you remember them. The wind blows colder and faster in there, but it is nothing you are not used to. The trihorned bug next to you has their eyes fixed on a group of lumaflies that float around one of the metal signs. There is an improvised drawing of Geo in it, clearly covering a different symbol. After a moment, they speak:

“This looks so much like a scam, look at that paint,” they rub the tip of their nail against it, watching the paint crack beneath.

“Was that supposed to lead somewhere?” You ask, not finding anything that remotely looked like a bank. You don’t recall there being any building of the sort.

“A dark alley, I guess. You gotta be naive to fall for it though.” They laughed, a memory resurfacing. “One of my brothers, uh, Big Guy, once brought one of these signs home. I’ve no idea how he got it. I bet he stole it though.”

“How did he manage to get away with it?” You ask, puzzled.

“Eh, I think he just found it while partying, he or a friend broke it and took it. Almost everyone was asleep at that time of the cycle so nobody caught him with it on the street. Thing is, I wake up the next day and the fucking Golden Scarab Avenue sign is hanging right next to my head.”

“Did it startle you?”

“Nah.” They shrug. “I thought it was awesome of him. He was great, it’s why my siblings and I called him ‘Big guy’.” Their pride is palpable in their words. Then, they walk towards the broken sign. ”I kind of…. wanna take this one with me, for old time’s sake.”

You ask them if there is anything that stops them.

“You’re right, I can just take it. Would it fit in my bag? Maybe not… but I can carry it on my arm. It makes for a shield too.”

“I don’t think anything here will try to attack you.”

“I just wanna play it safe, pal.” They wave, dismissing the topic and taking the closest staircase. Rigid vines and bubble tree roots have overtaken the walls and some of the tiles on the floor stick out. The taller bug is careful not to trip on their way up. “Hey so, you know where we’re going, right?”

“I do, yes. We are on the right path, even if some aspects have changed.” You touch one of the once smooth stone walls, now covered in branches. “Did you know that the Canyon used to be a part of Greenpath?”

“I think I heard about that once?” They shrug, standing on a stop, waiting for you to arrive. “What do you know?”

“Oh, well, the Archives were a common visit for students and others interested in innovation. Sometimes bugs would take the stag from the storerooms to the Queen’s Station, but I personally liked walking if I had the time.”

“Did you study there? I heard they had some of the best technicians in Hallownest.”

“I actually just took a class or two there”, you fidgeted with the handle of your nail. “I was not a technician, but I can confirm their expertise. The lumaflies native to this area are used all over the kingdom, and they provide a quick source of energy. That is why a lot of technology was made here.”

“Do they hurt to touch?” They ask, as a swarm gets closer and sparks come out of them.

“Only if they charge like that. I think there are some ways to lure them but don’t quote me on that.”

You reach a higher passage, clinging to the thin branches for support where the railings are lacking. The canyon was known for being the nest of the few creatures that could withstand the acidic water in its lakes. Oomas, strange, floating creatures made their home in it. They were a common sight in smaller, less crowded caves, but they had proliferated in the absence of bugs to keep them out of the way. It was no surprise that the most resilient organisms were the ones to thrive in spite of the harshness of nature. Though passive, the oomas made use of the wind and acid for their benefit.

Even if thousands of bugs wandered into these caverns in a constant stream of travelers, its inhabitants would adapt and regrow. Thin, yet strong branches fed from soil that would kill most other plants and fungi. Those are the often called bubble trees. You think there is some lesson you can get out of their resilience, but you’re sure that many others before you have already done that in the past, likely through more creative and eloquent ways. There is nothing new you can add to the discussion. (And frankly, it feels almost insulting that you, knowing yourself and what you did, should have a say in regrowth of any k—)

“Watch out!”

The trihorn bug tackles you, as an ooma core speeds through, hitting solid rock behind you. The shock causes both of you to trip, their weight turning you over your side. The core collides on a corner, exploding into an orange mass. You hold to your weapon for support as you get up.

You hear hissing, horror flowing through your veins as you realize the explosion has caused a chain reaction on another ooma, this time closer to you both.

“Hide in here!” They say, holding the street sign as a shield.

But you don’t have enough time.

You stretch one of your limbs, close your eyes, and focus on yourself, knowing it’s over.

The explosion does not occur where you expect it to, you’re unharmed.

The core has exploded in the middle of the air. Far enough from anything that could potentially perpetuate the chain reaction of explosions.

You sigh in relief.

“How did you do that?!”

Do… what?

“Is that some kind of magic? That was like a fireball!”

“I don’t know.” You reply.

(But you do know, and they know you do, too.)

#my writing #im not even putting this on the main tag because it doesnt feel enough like fanfic anymore #but its also not original enough lol #woh #hk oc #im kinda anxious about my friends or mutuals reading this #bc i feel like this whole thing is weird #so if you see this try it at your own risk but i don't guarantee quality #and my beliefs in some stuff has slightly changed ever since #Ok so lets be honest #i didnt update in over 3 months #i didnt spend those months writing or planning ahead #i spent them debating whether i should just delete this thing #and i won't #im just gonna write whatever i want for my own sake #and stop cringing so bad at it #i may go back to older chapters and change a few details #but rereading... i actually do like some parts #so while i have no idea who would find this appealing #i will move on #I wanna talk about the chapter itself too #like half of the writer's block was N1s fault because they're unreliable as hell #and like if I were n2 i'd be pissed but n2 hasn't seen through those inconsistencies yet #so basically ive spent weeks thinking of how to make that play out #i have some... ideas #hmmm what else #i also wanted to keep the backstory as vague as possible but meh we're gonna drop more story #anyways n1 is tough to write because theyre the most Normal except im putting them through trauma now and they're feeling guilty #so good for them i guess lol #fran ocs

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sharki-leftishark · 2 years

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like i know there are surely Asian second gens who have single syllable names in English based on their family’s mother tongue, but it’s weird to me how common this is in fiction for characters I’m p sure are written as Chinese diaspora by white ppl as opposed to two syllable names, you know, how Chinese given names vs surnames generally work. or even more common in my experience, biblical or vaguely old timey sounding names. there’s Tao and Cho and Lin, what about Belinda and Justin and Daisy and Esther and Johnathan and Chris and Catherine and Helen. I know multiple of each of those.

#this applies for taiwanese and HK chars too but lbr what white ppl are writing those #Lin just came up and I flashed back to Chinese school textbooks where there’s always a character with Lin as a SURNAME #not like their name name #don’t think I’ve ever met a Lin but maybe op has idk #I’m guessing it was meant to signal hey this side character in a ficlet is Chinese #efficiently #you could do that with a first and last name maybe?#might go against the conventions of the au #but it’s also an OC and could be like read from a name badge or smth #I’m way overthinking this what’s new #but hey thats in universe too #sharki #sharki talks #also like you could totally have a chosen one syllable name that you go by like as an immigrant/first gen or #if they’re trans or just think it’s neat #i just get the feeling it’s a bit of carelessness/cluenesses generally

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skysong39 · 3 months

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Adir (HK OC)

Recently started playing Hollow Knight and my brother found the unofficial TTRPG- this is one of the characters I made for it!

OC INFO

Name: Adir (means strength- from beyond the name) Species: Firefly Age: 28 (human years) Gender: Male (he/they) Weapon: Hook Backstory // TW: Mentions of death

(Note that the TTRPG takes place in a fanmade world called Oakshade, not Hallownest) Adir once lived in a small village with his big brother and best friend (based on a diving beetle), and lived a relatively peaceful life until one day somebody with a grudge burned down the village in revenge for their own family. Both their brother and friend died in the fire and Adir barely escaped with a burnt wing, now unable to fly. He swore to kill the arsonist and journeyed for a long while. When the arsonist was dead, Adir wandered with no purpose to even live. Not able to let go of the deaths of everyone they cared about, Adir fell into a path of revenge and started targeting anyone the arsonist was connected to. Eventually, he wound up back where their village once stood and stumbled upon the graves. Suddenly realizing the extent of what they had done and how disappointed his brother and friend would be, Adir started a new life in a different town far from home. This wouldn't continue for long as the village happened to be where the arsonist's old mentor lived and Adir kept bumping into her, the guilt and anger eating him away until he couldn't take it anymore and followed her to an arena, where he planned to end her.

And that's where the plot of the RPG starts.

#art #skysong's art #digital art #oc #hollow knight #hollow knight oc

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blissfulalchemist · 6 months

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Which Hozier Song is Your OC

Hello I have come back from the abyss to of course do this uquiz. Thank you @corvosattano for tagging me. I tried to do as many ocs as I could manage (it ended up being 12 so my bad) and then included a lyric that I felt related to the oc(s) so apologies for the length. Sending tags out to @belorage @florbelles @unholymilf @adelaidedrubman @heroofpenamstan @confidentandgood @strafethesesinners @deputyash @leviiackrman @jackiesarch @shallow-gravy @shellibisshe and uh anyone else that wants to!

Anthea (ffxiv/bg3)

Wasteland, Baby! it's the end of the world, but the beginning of something that will outlive us all. you might like my tag #growing through solastalgia on tumblr. just because the world is falling apart doesn't mean we can't find peace.

"And the day that we'll watch the death of the sun/That the cloud and the cold and those jeans you have on/Then you'll gaze unafraid as they sob from the city roofs"

Catlina Rojas, Carly (fc5, bloodlines/ffxiv)

NFWMB oh, it is a privilege to be loved by you. you'd break the world for the person you love. we all want a love like that, i think. we all want such utter devotion. save it for someone who deserves it, though, because not everyone does.

"If I was born as a blackthorn tree/I'd wanna be felled by you/Held by you/Fuel the pyre of your enemies"

Siberite Akagane (ffxiv)

Abstract (Psychopomp) i mean, the world is so broken. and yet it's so beautiful it makes you want to cry. what can you even do with a feeling like this?

"Darling, there's a part of me/I'm afraid will always be/Trapped within an abstract from a moment of my life/The weeds up through the concrete/The traffic picking up speed/All my love and terror/Balanced there between those eyes"

Demos Reyes, Conner Enache (ffxiv, bloodlines/ffxiv)

Would That I morning dew, shifting grass, foxglove growing by an old fence post. woods, thick and old. and then: the joyful spark of a flame. i hope you get to lie down in a dewy field sometime soon.

"True that I saw her hair like the branch of a tree/A willow dancing on air before covering me/Under cotton and calicoes/Over canopy dapple long ago"

Sahar Mahin (m*rvel)

Francesca "i would do it again." honestly this song changed my life. i hope the people you love are worth suffering for.

"Darling, I would do it again, ah, ah/If I could hold you for a minute/Darling, I'd go through it again, ah, ah/I would still be surprised I could find you, darling/In any life"

Stasia (bloodlines/ffxiv)

Eat Your Young you have strong feelings about the state of the world. i like your passion. plus, you know how to boogie to songs that would disturb your grandma if she listened to the lyrics too closely, which is always a plus. is cannibalism a red flag?

"Honey, I'm making sure the table's made/We can celebrate the good that we've done/I won't lie, if there's something still to take/There is ground to break, whatever's still to come"

Azatae (dnd/bg3)

It Will Come Back why is it so hard to stay away? you might have a tendency to get addicted. and it makes sense. if you've always been starving, then any scraps look like a feast. but you really do deserve better than this. i hope you treat yourself with kindness.

"I know who I am when I'm alone/I'm something else when I see you/You don't understand, you should never know/How easy you are to need"

HK (dnd/bg3)

Work Song i wrote a poem about this one once! devotion and the way it crushes you. the way it saves you. sometimes the only thing that can save your life is having someone to live for. and sometimes when you've found that person you would do impossible things to stay by their side. i like the way no grave can hold your body down. it's neat.

"I didn't care much how long I lived/But I swear I thought I dreamed her/She never asked me once about the wrong I did"

Chance Ruicknar (fc5)

From Eden you might like the game slither.io. also, you're a bop. have you seen Good Omens? there's this snake demon you might really enjoy.

"Babe/There's something lonesome about you/Something so wholesome about you/Get closer to me/No tired sighs, no rolling eyes, no irony/No 'who cares', no vacant stares, no time for me"

Lizette Rojas (fc5)

In a Week have you ever thought about the fact that you have to kill other things in order to keep yourself alive? whether plant, animal, bacteria, or fungus, you're always killing things in order to eat. and in return, when you die, they'll get to eat you. the feast has begun.

"I have never known peace/Like the damp grass that yields to me/I have never known hunger/Like these insects that feast on me/A thousand teeth/And yours among them, I know"

#head still buzzing from seeing him live just a week ago so i am just !!!!!#but anyway the kids got some good good government assigned hozier songs #Shout out to Cat and Carly getting the same result so proud of soft tiny girl #Liz is interesting but you know what considering what could have happened if mom and dad hadn't shown up.....its fair #every time thea gets something about the end of the world i just :'))) because wow that really impacted you didnt it baby girl #tag games

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bembwashere · 1 year

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Doodle request dump : The Sequel

Gonna be another long one so watch out!

YES OCS. So, Here's two of them (i've got more but i'll post more later on.) Their names are Irwin (the one with the bandana) and Josh (The one with the bowtie). They're like brothers but not by blood and they were the first Subconites that were found by the Snatcher and were given a body. They've got the dumb sidekick thing going with them, usually doing Snatcher's dirty work when he doesn't want to do it.

and a dirty little crime boss for your troubles (i literally haven't drawn him ever i've only drawn the jar version gghdgfdfd)

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THE MOONYUMPER!! i love your design it's so fun to draw. I still need to catch up on the fic stuff you've done but from what i've read it's so good.

also i needed to bring it up again.

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ruf batch 👌

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i have actually thought of this a lot. so heres a MU AND a Hat Kid. (Mu's an Inkling where HK and the other aliens are Octolings :) )

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funnier conclusion : There is another wig under his wig

AND TO THE PEOPLE WHO THINK IT'S HAIR OR FEATHERS, THINK AGAIN PECKNECK

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Thanks again for the doodle requests. I know it was a little less than last time but it was still super fun, plus i have my pen back >:)

extra doodles dhhfgdfdd

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Hall of shame /j

@gengar-pixel-2 , @gracebeth3604 , @underthesubconsun , @tsunamiholmes

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lithominium · 6 months

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do you have any OCs or original species?

I have three main ocs!

the first one is John Reddington

He is like, 30 years old, a crow, and runs the galaxy's largest criminal empire. he uses this empire to help people and dismantle major corporations that run the galaxy. Hes a god with a revolver (specifically a Unica 6) and excellent at hand to hand combat. (obligatory overpowered OC moment) His parents were murdered when he was 12 and the man who killed them adopted him and made him into the crime god and excellent fighter he is today. after he found out how his parents died, he usurped his adoptive father, killed him, and then made his own empire to right the wrongs he made over the past decade or so.

The second one, is also my fursona (John used to be, before my transed gender) Her name is April Aviatrix.

shes a radio hobbyist who went to college for electrical engineering (ref is outdated). In the universe where my oc's are set, radio is kinda really outdated, and music overall has become boring (think Human music from rick and morty [god forgive i mention it]) and one day, while messing around with radios in the spaceship equivalent of a ford pinto, she intercepted a signal that was playing music she had never heard before (70's progressive rock) and decided to track down where it was coming from, to find a post apocalyptic Earth, where all humans are dead. She found the source of the signal, which is a massive radio beacon, attached to a half destroyed museum of music, which had all kinds of instruments, and gear, and a massive collection of music made by human beings on massive amounts of hard drives. She took all of the music into her futuristic thumbdrive, including schematics for synths, guitar amps, guitar pickups, pianos, etc. just anything and everything that the museum had on its barely functioning computers. she was able to turn all of this stuff into workable stuff, and taught herself guitar and other instruments, and performs in a local bar every once in a while, that she works as a bartender at (the electrical engineering degree didn't do much). anyways eventually (i ahve no idea how) she ends up meeting John Reddington, going "join my emo band (rush cover band)" and he ends up being absolutely Phenomenal on a drumkit. and she ends up second in command in the empire, as her electrical engineering knowledge is extremely helpful, alongside her being the only genuine connection to another person John's had since he was 12. She uses an HK-USP-S

the last one is Vincent, which. Hes kinda in limbo right now. He used to be a seagull:

and that was pretty neat i think, but i stopped really caring about him as much once i transitioned. Hes supposed to be a bluejay now, but i haven't drawn it, and he plays bass (specifically a Thunderbird). He doesn't really have much of a personality anymore, as that job's been taken over by April. He does wield a fucked up sword that looks like a lawnmower blade.

I have ideas for others, like a rwby oc specifically who has bands around her arms that can turn into swords (think Finn's grass sword, only not hold able, and more attached at the back of the hand like the pacific rim sword) or gauntlets or be used for mobility. Shes neat. Still thinking about a semblance for her though.

#asks #OC explanations

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lostkidbattan · 8 months

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(WEAPON/KNIFE TW)

Uhm.. shoot.. uh-- OH SHIT IT'S ALREADY RUNNING-

ahem, Hello Rotomblr! This is Sots/Star, a humble Rotom requesting your help. I have a lost, uh, thing, in my hands. My uh. My wings, actually. They've been here for a year and have avoided all types of social media as long as they could but now's the time, so, hello! The, uh, thing, in question, is Battan, a very young, "vessel", they say. They have shown behavior like a bug-type pokémon but are actually the farthest thing from that? Hold on- I'll get you guys a picture.

That's them, right there! They were laying in the grass here. They REFUSE to EVER go ANYWHERE without that uh, knife, thingy. They call it a nail though, but.. c'mon. Side note when they appeared they also somehow brought a whole Xurkitree with them? We named it Spark. Actually-

After like, two months, I decided to get them a trainer ID- Except, they thought it was a Zorua-Phantump crossbreed posing as a human trying to get an ID so they denied us. So we drew our own and literally nobody has questioned.

Our friends include, of course:

Spark, the Xurkitree (I don't know)

Vespa, the Ribombee (female)

and Ghostling, the Shedinja (genderless)

plus ME! (I forgot)

Battan can type, but again, they were just- too shy- hold on.

(...)

..frhrggh, hi i am battan

Apparently they didn't quite speak, uh, any coherent language? They did try to write in their own in the card, but we figured it out.

Hopefully we find them a way back with all you guy's help.

\and i said: I WILL NOT HAVE ANOTHER ROTOMBLR BLOG>

\i had another. i made a faller hollow knight oc>

\anyways hello! ooc section. as you all know this is BOB, gloriously cringe as usual. this is one of my older oc's, one who's mute (cause hk) and prefers to speak in sign language or writing, so they usually either write very simple or they need star's help>

\ily all, gonna reblog like three ask games to get this started with star just wanting to have fun>

#pkmn irl #irl pkmn #pokemon irl #irl pokemon #rotomblr #pokeblogging #battan the vessel #star the rotom #spark the xurkitree #vespa the ribombee #ghostling the shedinja #tw weapon

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devilcatdarling · 1 year

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11, 12 and 13 for the comfort character asks?

Going to do these for Hollow since they're my biggest comfort character <3

11. my favorite relationship they have with another character

- Canonly we don't get to see a whole lot into their relationships with other characters besides some snippets between them and Ghost and the Pale King, so I'll go for fanon relationship instead

I LOVE and ADORE slow-burn fanon sibling bonding content between them and their sister, Hornet. I love seeing two of the most emotionally repressed and traumatized characters having a found family bond filled with lots of bumps and hiccups along the way that make it more relatable and personal. Hornet and Hollow sibling relationship is just hhhh I'd die for them, your honor

Also honorable mention to my self indulgent x OC ship full of even more emotional constipation and angst because I have no self control and I'm proud about the slow burn hurt/comfort agony that I made to both torture and comfort myself with

12. what i like about the way the fandom portrays them

- I love how the HK fandom as a whole has unanimously decided that Hollow is a BAMF and the strongest character. They held a whole ass god inside them for who knows how long, had next to no kind of a life outside of being treated like an object, and undoubtedly have the worst mental health in the world but they held on and went through with the vessel plan probably knowing full well it'd eventually fail. And then at the end of it all they come back to kick the Radiance's ass personally in DNM/walk out of the temple to freedom dragging literal broken chains behind them in ETV. They are "I won anyway, bitch" personified. I also like how we all agree they get to have slice of life indulgences afterwards and wear pretty dresses because it's the W they deserve

13. what i dont like about the way the fandom portrays them

-The only things I can think of are when people infantilize them and gatekeep ships for them

Hollow is definitely our beloved scrunkly who must be loved and appreciated, but they most certainly are not "baby" in the sense that "this character needs to be infantilized and put in bubble wrap because they are helpless and sheltered" which is...augh

They are not only a fully grown adult character, but also an ascended god and a dangerously capable trained knight and we see this explicitly in canon through their PV fight and the stubbornness they possess to hold onto the Radiance for so long. They aren't a child and they are fully deserving of being treated and respected like an adult. And I don't mean that drawing them lounging in a nest of stuffed animals or watching cartoons are examples of this, because adults can and should enjoy whatever makes them happy and if that's hugging a stuffed kitten or picking flowers and braiding wreaths then that by no means makes anyone less of a grown adult worthy of respect and independence. We need to normalize adults enjoying comforts that make them happy and still respecting and treating them like adults

This also doesn't include them having to be cared for with their near fatal post-canon injuries and absolute shit mental health. We stan caretaking. But they are still an ADULT. They don't need to be thought of as completely helpless and shielded from the world as though they've never been and would never be capable of defending themselves and others or being respected for the dangerous eldritch god-knight that they are

-Most of the shipping discourse I've seen kinda falls back into this with the handful of examples I've seen mostly being people throwing hands that they're too "baby" to be "ruined" with shipping and it's like...not only is shipping discourse in general extremely chronically online behavior but its taking a whole ass adult character and going out of your way to tell people their personal headcanons and indulging in shipping a canonly adult character is "ruining" the character because you've bubble wrapped them into this image of infantilized "purity" when this is a wholeass grown ascended god who could and would beat your ass into the ground if you glanced at Hornet disrespectfully in front of them xD

#hollow knight #hollow knight asks #answered asks #wtf why did this get so long lmao #I talk too much about Hollow and it shows #hyperfixation go brrrrrr #I hope I worded this okay #I'm tired and work was ass today

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flame-shadow · 10 months

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re: your tags SHOW ME JEROME PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE booflies are my favorite non-boss enemy in the entire game i love them so so much. I'm making a cowboy bug oc that's a boofly wrangler soon. I must gaze upon this boofly oc.

You're in luck, for I have not one, but TWO boofly OCs! Pictured here with some of my other characters too. Zip is the smaller purple one, and Jerome is the large one with the scarf.

First up is Jerome, most beloved. One of my oldest HK OCs and best friends with Cyra the wasp who will stab and kill anyone who tries to harm her buddy. Jerome is a soothing presence, slow to intense emotion and very thoughtful. He's a little odd for a boofly because he's as much a person as any bipedal bug, but without the means to communicate with those bugs, he is not often recognized as such. With Cyra's help, he developed a special form of communication that's a mixture of body language (limb gestures, wing positions, tail angle, head tilt) and sounds (humming, rumbling, tapping, thumping) so that he could communicate with her, and she could translate to other bugs. A way to make new friends!! He loves friends!! He will convert Cyra to the way of friends eventually, too, but he has to be patient and persistent, which he's good at.

[more about how cyra and jerome met and bonded can be found in this post]

And now onto Zip! He is such a weird boofly! He's very energetic and speedy! ...well, speedy for a boofly. He won't win any races against a dragonfly, but that's alright. Once he gains some momentum, he becomes rather like an errant rubber ball, bouncing off rocks and walls and other bugs if he can't stop or turn in time. He's fine, though! It's all play for him. Fearless to the point of ignorant endangerment, he will go where no boofly has gone before! And probably get stuck, because it's hard to explore small cracks as a big, round bug. He sometimes needs help getting free, something Jerome recruits Cyra to help with. That won't stop him from trying to explore the next small crack, though!

Jerome keeps an eye on Zip. He can't keep up with the bundle of energy, but at least he tries. Cyra doesn't like Zip, but she tolerates him for Jerome's sake.

Oh, and as a bonus. Back when Jerome and Cyra were two of my only HK OCs, I liked to put them in angsty situations. Here's a quick comic I did a few years ago where Jerome gets infected. Enjoy :,)

Also thank you for the ask! I haven't gotten to talk about Jerome in a while. He hasn't gotten much development since whenever the previous time was, but he doesn't really need it. He exists to be a stable character.

#im super sleepy and might be sick so this isn't the most coherent block of text but that's okay! i love talking about my booflies!!#flame answers #hk #no id sorry #also fun fact- Jerome got his name because I wanted to make a character to help Cyra calm the fuck down and I'd read that post about #Jerome the therapist and i was like- oh yeah! fitting purpose and also Jerome is such a good name for a boofly. perfect vibes

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raven-of-domain-kwaad · 1 month

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For Amélie Biava - When you met Amarra, you were Imperial Intelligence and she was a powerful Sith Lord, with little if any restrictions on how she could treat you. With such a disproportionate power dynamic, how did things wind up going the way they did for you?

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Thanks for asking @swtorpadawan!

Amélie leans back in her seat and chuckles darkly.

“Yeah that’s a fair question. I sometimes ask myself how I managed to swing it with the damned Wrath of all people. Talk about out of my league and a huge threat to my life.”

She hums faintly and gently thumbs at the polished band of black metal on her finger.

“I fully admit that I didn’t trust her when we were first properly introduced. I mean it’s like you were saying, Sith can do what they want and the Wrath? She sits outside of the Sith hierarchy and answer to no one but the Emperor. She even has enough authority to challenge the Dark Council. So really what chance did I have if I wanted off her ship?”

Her eyes become hard, clearly recalling stories of others that suffered at the hands of mad Sith but she shakes her head before continuing on.

“Now with any kind of relationship it takes all parties involved to make it work but I will say that she did most of the initial heavy lifting to try and reach out to me. Just looking at her crew spoke volumes about her. How many Sith do you know that have a free twi’lek with more tech skills than a Fixer, a Black Ops squad on perpetual standby, a former Jedi apprentice that happily engages in philosophical and political debates with her new master and a sadistic assassin droid? Hm... actually forget the droid. Lots of Sith would probably have an HK unit if they could. But the others? You won’t find many Sith that actually have a crew like that who are all loyal and don’t just trust but love the Sith that they follow.”

She sighs and stares wistfully off at nothing.

“You hear old stories of noble Sith and their cherished followers. Old Korribani and Ziosti legends of Sith protectors defending those that they love. Most of those stories are lost to time and Republic purges but the romanticism of those tales endure... Of all the Sith in the Empire, I've found that Amarra embodies those old tales more than anyone I’ve ever seen. She cares about those under her command and that apparently extended to me.”

A genuine smile spreads across her face, reaching her eyes and even causing her body to relax. Her deep sense of gratitude is very clear.

“So, like I was saying, once I was finally out of the kolto tank, she reached out to me. I've often wonder if she could sense that I didn't trust her and that made her reach out. Whatever the reason, she offered to find me a doc to clone me a new hand after I lost mine on Corellia. She also gave me the chance to transfer to any command I wanted. I could write my own ticket and go anywhere I wanted. She didn’t even know me at the time, just wanted to help out another Imperial citizen.”

Her eyes return to her wedding band and she cannot stop smiling.

“After looking at my options and taking a serious look at her file- which can I just say, was damned impressive? Defeated a well known Jedi Master before being named a Lord, took out the Republic War Trust, killed a Dark Councilor, won the initial battle for Corellia and personally ended a coup led by her former Master. And never once did she ever act out of personal gain. She had no interest in personal power and only wanted to serve the Empire. What an ideal,” she says with what could only be described as hearts in her eyes.

“So, I chose to stay on and became her official pilot and unofficial liaison to what was left of Imperial Intelligence before Sith Intel got set up. I worked hard getting her whatever information I could, because I felt she was the best chance the Empire had for moving forward. She took notice and made sure that my actions were always commended. Got a promotion thanks to my work and she eventually started trusting me with more responsibilities, even putting me in charge of her own personal spy network she took from her old master."

She pauses then and her face scrunches faintly as if in sympathy, likely due to truly understanding just how stressful a position like Keeper's had been, managing so many agents.

"So, truth? I got lucky. I could have died at the hands of my captors on Corellia, honestly that's probably what was supposed to happen, knowing the last two Keepers. But I was lucky because she found me. If I had been found by anyone else in the Empire, I probably would have been court martialed for being on an unsanctioned intelligence operation. But she got to me first. And I must say, I am eternally thankful that she did."

#oc: amélie biava #cipher agent #amélie x amarra #yeah amélie was definitely wary of amarra at first and honestly resigned that she was effectively dead #but amarra's actions her crew and a deep dive into the file imp intel had on her got amélie to come around and give her a chance #also yeah no broonmark for amarra #i never thought he fit very well in the sith warrior story and he definitely doesn't fit well with amarra #so he died on hoth as amarra didn't trust his unquenchable bloodlust

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ask-mossy · 2 years

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If I can ask you any question then this is the question I will ask

Have you ever seen a dead body lying on the ground with a pale white head, grey cloak, and four horns on the sides of their head pointing up?

#hollow knight oc #hk oc #mossy #ask #tbh i'm still not sure if i'm going to bring back some of the old characters #but if enough people miss them then i probably will! <:)

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asksleepymclean · 1 year

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It's very sad that you don't like Total Drama anymore and will no longer make a comic out of this au and on top of that HK Nicky and Michael have lost their third friend! <:'(

💔

Unfortunately it is..I actually canceled au and don't want to make a comic anymore because I lost interest.But I don't like not the animated television series itself (Total Drama), but rather the fandom..I've been having mixed feelings since I officially left td fandom.I even made a post about it.

and yes, I don’t like total drama in part, but in order :

At first, I did not want to leave the fandom and wanted to continue with AU itself, but..

When I wrote a post before I went on a short vacation, it was originally supposed to read "oh and one more thing when I get back, please don't mention Total Drama and my AU because I'm not interested in this fandom anymore" ..Yes, I really wrote this (when rumors and news about one voice actor (I won’t say the name)) began, but then I removed the text, because maybe you started asking me

The reason why I left td fandom and why I don't draw this anymore:

1. The fandom is quite toxic, especially td shippers.. Yes, I like some td ship.. Yes, everyone has an opinion, but I don’t want to argue with anyone about which ship is the best or get negative from other people who don’t like this ship..

2.No idea for AU.. Actually I had a lot of ideas for AU and really wanted to publish art, backstory, animatic/animation and other things.. However, due to the art block, I either do not finish the art/comic and animation/animatic or postpone either I just cancel these ideas. Unfortunately, I often draw Chris or Christina (my td oc), but rarely draw characters from the original td or ocs

There are 2 reasons why I left the fandom, but I don't want to talk about it in detail (because of the news that the "voice actor" did something terrible or the fact that they write spoilers about this season by showing screenshots and videos (besides, all the episodes they were on google drive..where they found all the episodes and where the link itself is unknown to me) I was upset). Yeah I still kind of like td and I'm going to miss my AUs but I don't want to go back to the fandom..

I really wanted to keep adding to the story of my Au, however I'm not ready to draw and make comics for my AU yet..To be honest…I need time..Maybe one day I'll come back and continue to make comics and art on my AU,but I can't promise that I'll be back soon..I don't want drama on my blog because of this..

I need to think..

And yes…Chris really misses HK Nicky and Michael and wants to see them again, but it takes time for him to become friends again.

And one more thing you need not to write negative or don’t harass anyone.. I just wrote why I left td fandom

(Sorry for long post..and I apologize for being upset about it..)

And one more thing you need not to write negative..I just wrote why I left the td fandom..No need to be aggressive..Please no one drama in my blog..No drama,okay?

#glitchowlthecreator

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