#My OC Lox

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Lox the Fox

Male Yandere Fox Hybrid x Gender Neutral Reader CW: Noncon, somnophilia, implied cum in food, magic, drugging, biting, claiming bites, knotting, manipulation, chasing, kidnapping, general yandere behavior, references to an incident with a sweet potato Word Count: 5.6k (I am so sorry that this comm took so long, though I was dealing with a number of different issues. Hope you all enjoy it!)

You were but a humble trader. Once somewhat prominent in the medium sized town of Ridgespire, humiliating rumors began circulating about being caught in a compromising position with a sweet potato. The totally baseless story spread throughout the entire town. You were a laughing stock. When you could no longer handle it you left for a fresh start and new opportunities.

You decided to set up shop in the town of Westwend. It was a small village now, but you saw some serious potential. It was situated in the center of many newer villages and small towns and would serve as a good hub for you. But the best part about your new home was that it was too far for any pernicious lies about you and a sweet potato to have followed.

The locals were very accepting of you as a new traveling trader, though you hadn't had a chance to get close to any of them. Once you had moved in you immediately began planning your trip through the forest to reach a tiny village on the other side. You'd stop there to rest and see if there were any trade opportunities then head north to a larger town.

You stuffed a huge pack full of food, currency, and trade goods before putting it on and setting off on your journey. The village you were heading for was through several miles of forest and the forest itself was a mile or so away itself. You could be there by evening.

You were warned about an infamous fox-man named Lox that lived in the woods. Supposedly he helped or hindered travelers depending on what mood struck him at the time. The local villagers were always wary about crossing through the forest. That is part of what made this trade route so potentially lucrative. Not many were willing to cut straight through the forest.

The weather was cooperating and making your trip quite pleasant. The morning air was fresh and brought with it the scent of honeysuckle, and other prairie flowers. You took the unused and overgrown path and managed to make it to the woods just before the heat of the day, the dense canopy of leaves providing ample protection from the sun.

Though you didn't know it, you had rapidly crossed into the territory of the fox-man, Lox. And with his magic he knew exactly when any human neared the proximity of what he considered to be his land. He had nothing better to do, and delighted in meddling with humans, so with great grace and dexterity he weaved through the tree tops and quickly came upon you. He used his magic to stay silent and invisible so that he could observe you a while before deciding what to do.

It did not take long for Lox’s careful observation of you to lead him to the conclusion that he was intrigued. He used his magic to peep into some of your thoughts and memories to get just a glimpse of the type of person you were. He saw bits of your travels, vague impressions of your views, and something about a sweet potato. He couldn’t quite make it out to be honest. But it didn’t matter. He could tell from your aura that you were a lonely person with few friends and no current ties to anyone.

He decided that instead of hindering you he was going to help you more than he had ever helped anyone else before you. Not just for your sake, but for his as well. He thought maybe he could be your mate. Though he still needed to get to know you a little better though before he was totally sure. He could only get to know someone so well through his magic, so he really needed a more direct method.

Rather than simply introduce himself, which he was sure would fail, he devised a cunning plan to get you to see him as your hero. First impressions were immensely important, so if your first time seeing him was when he was saving you then that would make it a lot more likely that you would fall for him.

You continued through the forest, laughing to yourself about how easy a trip this was. You couldn’t believe how the small village dwellers had cut themselves off from such an easy trading route just because of some stories about some magic fox guy. You could believe that beast men existed, you had never seen one yourself, but their existence was never refuted, but magic? That was just too much for you.

Belief in the supernatural and heading the warnings of the villagers would have served you well, but instead the trap was laid and you bumbled right into it.

As you continued on the forest path, nearly gone due to disuse, you came across a clearing with a small cabin. It looked wildly out of place in the wilderness. Perhaps this was the home of the fox man all of the villagers had been so wary of. After gawking for a moment you resumed your journey. You had been traveling for hours and were probably halfway through the woods by now.

As you neared an old but sturdy bridge that marked the final leg of your travels through the forest, you heard a bone chilling growl and your path was suddenly blocked by three snarling wolves. You knew you couldn’t fight them, but the cabin that you had passed wasn’t too far. Maybe, just maybe, you could outrun them and take shelter.

Thinking fast you through your pack towards them, hoping the food in it would distract them enough for you to flee to safety. But no such luck. They weren’t distracted by it at all. At least without it you weren’t so weighed down though. But you were tired from all the walking and the wolves were at your heels. You imagined that you could feel their hot sour breath at your back, but you didn’t look back to confirm it.

Just when you were sure that you were going to find your end in the jaws of the ravenous beasts an orange flash came out of the trees from the direction of the house and stood between you and the feral wolves. There was no mistaking it, it was the fox man of local legend.

The hybrid man stood before the wolves with his back towards you, you could see that he was of a lean build and average height with two triangular ears on his head that were the same color as his wavy red hair. And he had a fox-like tail to match the ears.

As confident as he seemed you seriously doubted that he could take on so many enemies at once. And then you saw why he was so confident. A red tinged gust of magic left his hands and blew the wolves several feet away, making them smack into the trees. With a frightened yelp they scattered. You were in awe, magic was real after all!

When Lox turned to face you he could tell right away by the admiration and gratitude in your eyes that he had made the right decision in conjuring the convincing wolf illusions to scare you back towards him.

Normally seeing your first hybrid man may have at least startled you, but when you met his orange eyes and sharp-toothed smile you could only feel relief. You almost wanted to hug the guy.

“Thank you so much! I really thought I was a goner. I have no idea what I would have done had you not shown up when you had…”

Your stomach turned just thinking about it.

“No problem friend, I just happened to be gathering fruit up in the trees when I saw your predicament.”

Now Lox just had to convince you to stay the night with him. Get to know him better. Once you saw how good of a provider he was and how kind he was you would surely fall for him. He just knew it.

“Well uh… I better go and get my things. I dropped them to flee. And then I gotta keep traveling. Thanks again!”

No no no, that wouldn’t do for Lox at all!

“Don’t be silly! Those wolves could be lurking anywhere, you should just stay at my home while I collect your things. You can always set off tomorrow, I will even escort you through the forest!”

Your heart was still beating at an intense pace with adrenaline leaving you shaky. You didn’t really want to just set off alone so soon after such a scare. But you really should set out again, and you had doubts that the wolves would try anything again so soon.

“I really don’t think that I should, if I keep going I can make up for lost time and make the village well before sundown.”

He couldn’t reveal his true intentions yet, but no matter what happened, now that he had taken such a liking to you, he was never going to be far from you.

“Well, those wolves can be pretty persistent, they aren’t really normal. And it would be really nice to have a bit of company. It doesn’t come very often out here. I don’t think that humans like me all that much to tell the truth...”

Lox put on his best pouting face to elicit your sympathy. To be honest he didn’t mind his loner lifestyle one bit. Though he did want just one person in his life. A good partner. And whether or not you wanted it, that partner was going to be you.

His deception worked wonders on you. Instantly you felt immense sympathy for him. He was helping you so much so you should be happy to offer him your company, if just for a day. It wasn’t like it was a great imposition on you. You wouldn’t even be alive right now if not for Lox and all he wanted was a bit of companionship in return. Besides, you really didn’t want to come across as some sort of bigot…

“Well… if you’re sure it won’t be burdensome, I guess I can stay the night. Thanks for the hospitality, but I think I should go with you to get my pack. It would be pretty rude to make you go and get it for me.”

This also wouldn’t do for Lox, he wanted to enchant your belongings to be able to keep tabs on you even if you left his immediate vicinity. He did not want to run the risk of you ever escaping him, he doubted he would be unable to track you, but it was good to be prepared. The spell was rather loud and involved flashes of magic, he couldn’t take the risk that you could wake up and catch him in the act so having you at his house while he went off to do the enchantment on your stuff was his best solution.

“Don’t be silly, I can zip along through the trees much faster than you can walk! It will be much faster if I go alone.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true… Okay, if you really don’t mind getting it for me.” You felt bad that he had done so much for you already and was now doing more, but his logic made sense.

On the way there you introduced yourself and the two of you chatted a bit about how you both got to where you were currently. He explained the tragic tale of how he had been orphaned as a young teen and had to raise himself in the harsh wilds. The two of you were already pretty close to his humble home so it didn’t take long at all for him to lead you there.

The inside was about what you would expect from the home of someone living the lifestyle of a secluded forest hermit. Not messy, but cluttered in a cozy sort of way. Not a lot of open space, every inch utilized in some way. There were some shelves filled with books and various ornaments and objects of unknown purpose, there was a desk in the corner littered with arcane looking scrolls, a small dining area with dried aromatic herbs hanging from the ceiling, and there was a doorless bedroom attached with an equally well stuffed bedroom, you could see a large bed with red covers and more shelves.

Before he went off to get your pack for you he offered you some miniature sandwiches and some tea and set them on a small table for you.

You thanked him as he left and nibbled on the food he had provided you. You were hungrier than you had realized though and before you knew it, there wasn’t a crumb or sip left.

Meanwhile Lox had already located your belongings and busily casting his little spell on your things. He was hoping he could convince you to stay with him, but realistically it could take a few encounters. This would help ensure that those encounters kept happening. He considered it the “dating” phase of your “relationship.”

He also hoped that you would eat as much of that sandwich as possible. He had sprinkled in just a little something to help you be a bit more compliant with the “romance” he had planned for later that night. He could have relied on it to keep you from being too alarmed at him casting a spell on your belongings, but he couldn’t be sure how much you would ingest. Lox didn’t want to be pushy about you consuming the food either, that would be suspicious.

No, it was better if he just enchanted your things now and then he wouldn’t have to worry about if you had eaten enough magic flake powder that he had given you. And if you did happen to consume enough of it then he could have plenty of fun with you.

The fox-man briefly considered whipping up a love potion, but they were often temporary, wearing off at inconvenient times and requiring reapplication. And he really wanted you to actually be in love with him, not just be under the influence of all consuming magic.

When Lox entered the home it had startled you right off the couch and you fell to the floor. Lox quickly helped you up, relishing the chance to make physical contact with you. He was beyond thrilled to see that the plate your food had been on was now empty.

“Thanks! Sorry, you coming in so suddenly just startled me. You weren’t wrong about how fast you were, I hadn’t expected you back so soon.”

“Told ya I was fast.” He beamed proudly as he handed you your belongings.

Over the course of the next couple of hours the two of you chatted while you taught him a card game with a deck that you always traveled with, but you became fatigued much sooner than you usually did. Surely that was just from all the travel followed by the excitement of earlier though.

Lox offered you use of his bed while you used his couch, but you wouldn’t hear of it. He had already shown you such kindness you weren’t going to just kick him out of his own bed. Finally he relented and just let you use the couch.

Sleep came to you with unusual ease, something that Lox was greatly anticipating. Now you’d be at his mercy and even if you woke up, the mind altering effects of what he had fed you would make sure that you didn’t remember it or if you did you'd think it was only a dream.

Lox lubed you up carefully and slid into your sleeping form which he had tenderly stripped bare. He bred you slowly and lovingly, deep strokes into you so that he could edge and enjoy every possible second of making love with his partner for the first time.

It was difficult, but he managed to restrain his instinct to bite your neck all over and make his claim on you visible to the world. He also held his cock at the base to prevent his knot from slipping in and swelling within you. Lox didn’t want to leave you with any suspicious soreness.

But the hardest thing for the fox man was pulling out and not filling you up full of his seed, especially when your eyes fluttered open and you moaned and babbled incoherently while drooling in pleasure even if your mind couldn’t make sense of anything that was happening.

After that, he came in you quickly and meticulously cleaned you up so that no evidence was left behind.

When you woke up your head was a bit fuzzy, light filtered in through a little circular window and by the angle of the sun it seemed that you had slept all morning. You thought you probably had overstayed your welcome.

You yawned and began to get off the couch when suddenly Lox appeared as if from nowhere with a hot plate of food. Had he been watching and waiting for you to wake up? You didn’t entertain the thought long, you were just being paranoid. He was a fox-man; he clearly had enhanced senses and was just keeping the meal warm for you when you finally got up.

"Quail egg omelet before you leave?"

Lox seemed refreshed and energized, and though you couldn't quite place why something about him gave you just the slight twinge of anxiety in the back of your mind. It was easy to push away though.

"Thanks, you didn't have to make me breakfast. I have rations in my pack"

"Nonsense, you're my guest. And I was making one for myself anyway."

It did smell rather enticing and he had gone through the trouble of cooking it so you relented and ate it happily. It was among the best dishes you had ever eaten. You wondered if he used his magic to enhance it. He had, actually, added his own "special ingredient" to the food he made for you, but it wasn't something magical and you really didn't want to know what it was.

After you finished the meal Lox, true to his word, happily joined you on your trip out of the forest. You tried to insist that you didn’t need him, that the wolves probably went off in search of easier prey, and that you were prepared now, but the fox wasn’t having it.

The trip out of the forest was largely uneventful, filled only with Lox’s chatter and questions focused on you. You supposed most people would have been annoyed by it all, but you knew he didn’t get much company and you were still so touched by the kindness that he had shown you.

Overall it was going well.

Until it wasn't. As you crossed the old, but up until this point, very sturdy bridge, it suddenly collapsed beneath you. With a scream you flailed desperately, luckily Lox was able to reach you, hold onto you, and jump back up the side that you had come from. After you caught your breath and let your nerves settle in silence you looked at the damage. The bridge was beyond repair. It would add a couple hours to your journey to go around to the shallow part of the river, but you certainly couldn't go across here anymore.

"God damn! That was... scary! Thanks for... saving me. Again..."

You were still shaking a bit.

"It's no problem! I thought the bridge was a bit sturdier than that. Good thing I caught you... I guess we'll just have to go back for now..."

"No it's fine, I saw an old map of the area, there's a place I can cross if I follow the river. Will just take a few extra hours."

You looked up at him.

"Don't worry, you don't need to escort me the extra distance."

That was, of course, the exact opposite of what Lox planned. He would be at your side for eternity. Whether you said you wanted him there or not.

"No, no! It's not a bother. Really. I'm usually so bored I just sleep most of the day!"

"Well if it isn't a bother, I'm glad to have a traveling buddy for a bit longer."

The two of you sat down for a couple minutes before resuming your newly extended route out of the forest. It went about as well as it had been going before the incident with the bridge, though Lox kept shooting you nervous looks, like he was holding back from saying something to you. Poor guy, he was probably just sad that the two of you would be parting ways soon. You made a mental note to reassure him when you got to the end of the forest.

This wasn't the end at all, you'd see him a couple times a month if this trading exchange worked out. Maybe even once a week if things got really busy.

The fox hybrid was a bit more distant in conversation, focused more on his thoughts. He had been sure that after he collapsed the bridge with his magic and then saved you from the disaster that you would be head over heels in love with him. Clearly he had shown you he can keep you safe from any peril... even if he had to make the danger himself. At the very least you should have agreed to stay at his home a bit longer so that he could get you to like him more.

Sadly, Lox could not glean any notions of love emanating from you using his magical abilities. But he absolutely couldn't accept that you weren't at least somewhat attracted to him by this point. He had, as far as you were concerned, saved your life twice. Then he had been very amicable and hospitable towards you. You must have been in such strong denial that your true feelings were unknown even to you. But he wasn't going to give up on his beloved, he just knew the two of you were meant to be together. No matter what.

His first priority had to be making sure you never made it out of the forest. If you left and he wasn't with you then you could get hurt. Or maybe someone else would take you! But he didn't want to scare you or tip you off.

As the two of you continued on your way the amorous man couldn't help but stare at you and think of all the things he wanted to do to you. Seeing a lack of claiming bites on you almost sent his instincts into overdrive, he had to actively stop himself from fucking you into the dirt, biting all over you, and having his knot tie the two of you together.

The two of you crossed the river and with each step Lox grew more fidgety as his desire to claim you grew, as did his worry that you may escape him if he didn't think up another plot soon. Then he had a great idea. Quicksand! He'd save you from it and you'd be so frustrated, messy, and grateful that at the very least you'd want to go back to his house for another night to rest and clean up!

Lox used his magic to create a patch of quicksand on the path ahead and used his power of illusion to make sure it looked just like the surrounding terrain until disturbed, just like natural quicksand.

And sure enough it fooled you. With a loud scream you suddenly plummeted through what you had assumed was perfectly solid ground. You fell forward and struggled to orient yourself in the thick muck. Lox grabbed your pack from behind and plucked you easily from the quicksand. You gasped for breath and wiped the mud from your face.

"Holy fuck, I would have drowned if not for you! You're a real lifesaver, Lox."

This time you didn't waste more than a few seconds trying to catch your breath before getting up.

"I guess we should head back to my place, we can get you all cleaned up and try again tomorrow."

"Oh don't worry! We only just passed the river, we can go back and I can rinse off there!"

You started to head towards the water with Lox at your side.

"Are you sure? You must be tired after all the excitement we just had..."

You stopped and looked at Lox. He seemed almost panicked. The gears in your head finally started turning. The dots were connecting.

"Every time something happens you are very quick to suggest we head back... and it's pretty convenient that you are always right there to save me from these sudden disasters..."

"What are you saying?" The fox asked with a surprising darkness.

The question hung unanswered, heavy in the air, as the two of you stared at one another. Then you bolted into the dense foliage. But this was Lox's forest, he had years of experience tracking and keeping eyes on any humans who wandered through it, and he had never been so motivated.

Every time you made a turn Lox would appear in a puff of smoke in front of you, using his magic to teleport short distances. He grabbed you, but you struggled out of his grip.

"I love you babe, but I am getting tired of this little game. Let's go home now okay?"

He used a wave of magic to animated the vines near you, they snared you easily. You wriggled and writhed like a maniac as he slowly approached you with a creepy smile on his face.

"You must be tired after that little chase. You need a nap."

Then he pulled out a pouch of shimmering blue powder from his pocket and blew it over you. You fell asleep instantly.

When you woke up from your fitful sleep full of nightmares and fear in Lox's bed. You had no pants on and a thick sticky fluid leaking from your entrance. You realized those nightmares may not have been dreams at all, and you felt instantly nauseous.

Luckily, he wasn't in the room with you. The sick freak seemed to be in the kitchen, you could hear him humming faintly as he went about cooking. He probably thought he'd bring you a meal in bed and you'd be grateful and everything would be just peachy between the two of you. But you had other plans.

The window was large enough to leave through, you hoped you could do so quietly. You wiped yourself clean as best you could and put the clothing that Lox has removed back on. You raised the window slowly and it didn't make any noise at first, but you came to a point where it was stuck and more force had to be used. It squeaked like it was shrieking out your desire to escape to the four corners of the world.

Since your cover was clearly blown you gave up being quiet and forced it open with all due expediency. You quickly scrambled out the window, falling forward into the dirt. You wasted no time at all in getting up and darting away as fast as you possibly could. But the eyes of the fox were on you from the window, watching you speed further away. He wasn't worried though.

Lox was delusional and arguably even completely insane over you at this point, but he was no idiot. He knew your denial about how you felt over him may still be too strong and you may try to run away. He had taken extra precautions. Precautions you learned of in a  very direct way when you slammed face first and at full force right into some sort of invisible barrier that Lox had erected a good distance around his dwelling.

You fell rather hard on your ass and cupped your face in pain. Then you heard a voice approach behind you.

"Are you okay darling? I didn't intend to hurt your pretty face." He waved a hand and green sparks from his fingertips healed up your injury.

"What the Hell, Lox!? You can't just keep me prisoner like this!"

"You're not a prisoner! You're my partner, and this is just to keep you close by. You're really fragile judging by how you handled all the dangers recently."

You stared at him for a moment, unable to think of a response to this complete lunatic, as he got closer and stared down at you with that freaky smile of his.

"I realize you are used to being really independent, but you really need to admit it already. I am the perfect mate for you. You have to know that deep down."

You started to object, but he sealed your words with a sudden rough kiss. He was deceptively strong, a fact you learned while trying unsuccessfully to push him off of you. He pinned you down on the ground with ease and smirked down at you.

"If showing off how good of a protector I am isn't enough to get rid of your denial, then I will just have to show you how good our union feels~"

Lox ignored your protests. His nails grew sharp and he sliced off your clothing as easily as if he was cutting through paper.

"I'm gonna make you feel soooo good."

He bit possessively at your neck. It hurt slightly but the unpleasantness was overridden by pleasure. For someone who was rarely around humans except to randomly help or hinder an occasional traveler he sure knew how to pleasure you. Then you remembered how he had violated you in your sleep. He had practiced. You redoubled your efforts to get free but the resistance only seemed to excite him more.

Lox's claws returned to being normal nails as he fingered your entrance, despite his increasingly feral state of mind he was still focused on making this as pleasurable as possible for his beloved little human. He used a small bit of magic to create an oil from his fingers to apply a generous amount of lubrication to you.

Shouts, screams, and the tears rolling down your face were all met with calming shushing noises and promises that you'd be moaning soon enough with fear replaced by delight.

His fingers wiggled within you, causing you to buck unwillingly in the throes of carnal stimulation. You gasped and whined at your body's betrayal. Lox pulled out his fingers and held your hips tight while aligning his cock with you and slamming into you with the perfect amount of force.

Your moan was captured by his lips as he kissed you again, biting your lower lip as he pulled away.

"I have wanted my knot in you for so long, you're gonna fit me like a glove~"

All you could manage was to grunt in defiance as you drooled dumbly. Lox began thrusting into you again and again. Each movement of his could only be described as perfection. He rolled his hips and plunged in deeply with slow strokes that steadily increased in pace.

It really didn't take long at all for Lox to feel your body throb around his large prick as you climaxed. If this had been a willing encounter, and if you also had not been fucked silly, you would have been embarrassed by how quickly Lox had made you orgasm.

The fox looked at you in awe, observing every detail of your face as you came. Your flushed face, the rise and fall of your chest as you panted, your eyes glazed and lost in sexual bliss.

"Wow, you finish even faster and more beautifully than you did while sleeping!"

Lox bit at your chest and up to your neck, delivering a harder bite there to mark you as his. You were so out of it that it didn't register in the way that it should have. What little pain there was Lox quickly dispersed with more magical healing and gentle kisses.

He continued pumping into you for well over an hour, eliciting enough moans, whimpers, shakes, and shudders from you until your voice was hoarse and your body limp.

And then, just when you thought you would die from all the overstimulation, Lox painted your walls white with a hot load of cum before his knot swelled and kept the two of you together.

"See? No one else can make you feel like this! And you take me just so well my beloved~"

When his knot finally went down he had to stop himself from diving back into you, the sight of you glistening with sweat and leaking his seed went straight to his cock. But he settled for just slipping it between your thighs and grinding into you while you sat on his lap in the bathtub.

Your comfort was the priority and you clearly needed special care after that mind shattering sex.

When you were all cleaned up, he carried you bridal style to his bed and bundled you up in soft blankets, he pressed a loving kiss to your cheek before going off to get you some food and water. Maybe something easy to get down. Perhaps some soup? Since you were still pretty dazed he wondered if you would let him feed you.

You were such a sweet fragile thing and would need to recover your energy for all the activities he had planned for the two of you.

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Waiting for All of You

Astarion x Lox (Mmc) - 816 words -T (I guess)

Lox couldn’t sleep that night. The air was cool and the ground under them was dry, but no matter how long he laid there with his eyes closed rest wouldn’t come. He pushed himself up and stared at the embers left by their fire, his hands resting on his knees. When his eyes began to wander he realized that Astarion’s bedroll was empty.

That was normal, but his absence brought the elf to the front of Lox’s mind. He was selfish and violent. Almost a complete opposite of Lox, but traveling together he had seen a hesitant softer side emerge from that dangerous smile. Maybe it was just wishful thinking to see the good in people. Regardless, Lox had this blossoming affection for Astarion. Then thoughts of the night after the refugees’ celebration crossed his mind.

Please.

He had actually said it. That low sultry word melted him. And then…

Lox couldn’t sit still anymore. The flush on his face wasn’t visible against his crimson skin, but he could feel its heat. His tail lashed against his ankles as he strode away from the burnt out fire. He stole away to the hidden soddy shore on the outskirts of camp. When he was sure he wouldn’t disturb anyone's rest Lox let out a heavy bittersweet sigh.

Astarion was playing some sort of game with him. Lox could tell by the distant look in the man’s eyes when he spoke sometimes. He held the same composed face that night too. Whatever the elf hoped to gain through deception, Lox wanted to show he needn’t lie for his favor. Even if I’m the end, his own feelings were not reciprocated.

The magic in him stirred, erratic and anxious. Deep breath. Focus.

The sorcerer cupped his hands together in front of his chest and three small, bright pink lights came to life in his palms. They danced around his fingers humming quietly as Lox composed their movement. He released them into the air and they twirled around one another and slowly faded as his emotions settled.

“There you are.” Astarion cooed from behind him and laughed at Lox’s surprised expression. The way his lips curled at its corners was criminal. “ I was worried, you know. I thought I was going to have to make due without dessert.”

“Funny. I don’t remember giving you an invitation.” Lox crossed his arms with an amused smile.

“Darling, after everything we’ve shared, I still have to ask? Come now. We both know you enjoy it as much as I do.”

He was right. There was no point even pretending to deny it. Lox held Astarion’s sanguine gaze to admire his playful smirk before tilting his head to the side. In a moment he had pulled his long ginger hair back to expose his taught neck.

“So, what are you waiting for?” Lox teased.

Astarion’s fangs flashed in delight and then they were buried in Lox’s skin. His hands gripped tight to the tiefling’s shoulders to steady himself. Lox put his hands on the vampire’s hips and leaned into the bite. The sharp pain subsided to a dull ache soothed by the touch of a cool languid tongue. His heart rate spiked and a shiver ran through him as his head became light. “Astarion…”

Mmh. He protested before he pulled back and loosened his grip. There was his real smile, the glint in his eyes Lox found joy in seeing.

Then Astarion’s hand snaked up Lox’s face to take hold of his horn and the vampire pulled him into a kiss. It was soft, but deep. Lox wanted to get lost in the moment again, like they had before. The feel of those adept hands pulling at his tunic made his heart beat twice as fast. But when he saw Astarion’s face it gave him pause. The bright light in those red eyes was gone. He was wearing his mask again.

Lox put his hands over Astarion’s and noticed the elf flinch before raising his brow.

“What?”

“Nothing… It's just we’re so close to camp. We shouldn’t get carried away. The others will hear.”

“Where’s the fun if we don’t risk a little scandal? You are so deliciously sweet, I want to reward you for what you’ve given me.”

Lox had to repress the frown that pulled at his lips. Gingerly he brought the man’s hand to his lips before letting go and taking a step back.

“I don’t need a reward. I give because I want to. Especially when I give to you. Now let’s go try to get some rest before the sun comes up.”

The tiefling didn’t wait for an answer. From behind him Lox heard the elf swear under his breath, then his footsteps catching up to him. Whatever was troubling Astarion, Lox was going to put his feelings aside until the elf chose he wanted to confide in him.

#astarion #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x mc #blood drinking #tiefling sorcerer #short fanfic #my wriring #Lox #act 1 romance #I know a few spoilers tho #please lmk if I need to add tags #bg3 #bg3 oc #bg3 fic #bg3 astarion

[theartisticintrovert]

Commission Me! -- Regular | Furry

so i completely forgot to post this. everyone, meet my feral little artificer. if he looks at all similar to another green-eyed one-armed character of mine no he doesn't <3

#dungeons and dragons #dungeons & dragons #dnd #d&d #artificer #light of xaryxis #gnome #character reference #mahnik mulrotadon #dnd: lox #my art #ty's oc box #he looks threatening up until the point he removes his mask and goggles and you realize he's just a Baby #he's spent 90% of the campaign rubbing his little magpie hands together and stealing any metal that sits still long enough #up to and including the helmets off of three astral elves that we knocked out #it worked out though! he was able to make armor for not one but TWO giff!

[shein3812]

Brownies, yum

#lox ocs (shein & friends') #oc artwork #original character #oc #they belong to my friends though #art #digital art

[mangocatart]

So uh, their Zelda designs didn’t change a whole lot but I really like these.

Turned my sketches into concept sheets and it comes with a little lore. 👀

#my art #dooples #my ocs #my characters #mango the cat #Kilauea orca #zelda oc #lox #loz oc #concept art #character design

[ner5y]

MY FUCKING GOD HOW I LOVE FIRST PART OF EXECUTION

I LOVE YOUR STYLE AND I SEE HOW MUCH WORK YOU PUT INTO THIS ITS SO BEAUTIFUL AND DETAILED

I ALWSO LOVE HOW YOU MADE FOR MAIN ELITE DIFRENT THRONES ITS SO NICE DETAIL

SEEING ME UP THERE LITERARY MADE MY DAY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PUTUNG ME THERE

Alwsi sorry for screaming im yast so in nice mood after reading this ^^

Thank you!!

I put a decent amount of thought into the throne's designs!

In this essay I will-

Hootbons was the most difficult to design. Good thing I started with her's first!

Since her OC maple is a rubberhose cartoon, I went with a 20s technology theme. The 20s were a time of great technological advancement. Radio, Television, even Vaccum cleaners!

Just cluttering a bunch of 20s technology together didn't look very good, though, so I added maple tree branches along with animation themed items like pencils and animation cels.

Mushy's is just a slightly redesigned version of her throne from her execution. I added a few more mushroom types for variety.

Dia's was easy. It's just his crown as a throne.

Since I found 0104-vkta from her human Gangle art, That's what I based her throne on! You'll see a combination of the happy and sad masks in the middle.

Loxely's was also simple, she's a flower. I made her throne a flower.

Goose's is supposed to be a goose feather, but I looked up references for duck feathers instead for some reason. (also, I just drew generic bird feet instead of goose feet??)

since Rabid is a jester with a clown nose (a mix of a medieval form of entertainment and the more modern concept of a circus clown), I decided to mix a medieval throne with props you'd find in a circus!

Burrotello's throne was made reaalllly late in the game, when I had already finished most of the sketches for part one, but I felt bad not including her since she was the only new member of our discord at the time.

I went with a gothic theme for her's. I don't think her clothes can really be considered goth, but that's what I went for. Maybe it's the earrings.

You'll also notice that, unlike the others, she doesn't have anything on the backrest! I forgot it 😭 (this design element is an important theme.)

Edit:

Just realised I forgot to include Ark-fork!

Her's was pretty simple, it's just a throne made of bones. There wasn't really any planning for this one!

Okay, so the backrests! Each of the thrones have a circular element in that area (except for Burrotello because I forgot, and Dia's and Mushy's aren't really circular, but you get it). They are meant to represent halos. If you look at the backgrounds, you'll see eyes on the balcony of the elite's seating section:

And, it's not very visible since the large thrones are covering it up, but there are wings on the back wall behind the elites.

Multiple eyes and wings are commonly attributed to biblically accurate angels

The elites sit high above everyone else, surrounded by angelic imagery with "halos" behind their heads. It is a very clear show of their hubris, of their willigness to play god not only with their AUS, but with their own audience, deciding who lives or dies by the wave of a hand (i.e. executions).

When I describe "the elites" here, I am specifically referring to how they are portrayed as characters in my comic. This is not a comment on the real people behind these sonas.

If you read all of that, thanks! I put a lot of work into this comic, so i appreciate people taking interest in my process!

#design process #behind the scenes

[thecodyagenda]

cheers for the tags @kote-wan and @spaceydragons <3

I’ll just be doing my Star Wars ocs for this lmao

favourite oc:

i love all my ocs but rn its gotta be Hotshot who's my fave <33

newest oc:

my tusken jedi oc, Rrg'rkrt!! I love them and their crocodile, Bantha

oldest oc:

i think its gotta be soupy my best friend soupy

meanest oc:

i'm going with Gute Nunray on this one (son of Nute Gunray and Sy Snootles) he's trying to raise the tax on beer after all

softest oc:

I'm going with captain bagel on this one, he seems tough when he's working but he's the softest guy ever

most aloof/standoffish oc:

Nyra!! my beloved Chagrian! I want to be clear she is NOT a mean lesbian, she's a lesbian who is so very bad at social interaction

Dumbest oc:

All of ocs are slightly stupid bc thats how i roll but Darth Heehoo is easily the dumbest. Comic book villain of a Sith LMAO

smartest oc:

I'm gonna say Lox, bro got a degree in zoology after all

horniest oc:

grandma edith easily she goes through partners like star wars goes through skywalkers

oc id have sex with:

none! next question.

oc id be best friends with irl:

i would like to think it would be Jasi but idk

tags: @jaigeye (remi even if u dont do this know i fucking love hearing about ur ocs) @americiumam @reluctant-mandalore @ratcready and anyone else who wants to <33

#star wars #ocs #star wars oc

[artdecosupernova-writing]

OC Kiss Week Day 7: Dare

WIP: Partners Pairing: Ben x Reagan Timeline: about 1957 I think, so between PI and PII, closer to PII. it's the direct aftermath of a Within Ten Years piece I've yet to write CW: none Rating: T Words: 1,458

***

Ben was surprised to hear Reagan up and puttering around in the kitchen as soon as he did. He glanced at the clock on the console table in the hallway as he passed and confirmed that it was, indeed, bordering on eight in the morning.

He stepped into the archway of the kitchen in the middle of an intense stretch, his arms above his head and hands knocking painfully into the top of the frame.

"Fuck," he grunted, wringing his fingers.

Reagan poked his head out from behind the refrigerator door and lifted his eyebrows at him. "You're up early."

Ben took a precursory glance at the stove and the counters, upon which laid a delightful spread of the early stages of breakfast. Two pans on the burners, ingredients for blintzes, packages of lox and cream cheese, as well as the carton of a dozen eggs Reagan had been digging in the fridge for a moment ago.

"I'm up early? Faye and Abby aren't even up yet, boy." Ben stood in the center of the kitchen, frowning at the pat of butter melting in one of the pans. "Have you opened my house for business or what?"

Reagan closed the fridge and tossed a brand new butcher's parcel on the counter along the rest of the breakfast items. "Sorry. Been craving a bacon sandwich real bad."

"Is this all for you?"

Reagan's brow pinched as he tossed the butter in the pan. "When have I ever done anything just for me?"

"Oh, I dunno, maybe all those times you went to bed with women who weren't your wife?"

Ben expected Reagan to take that less than well considering the circumstances of him staying the night at the Murray house. In all honesty, Ben felt a strong pang of regret the instant the comment left his mouth, but before he could self-flagellate, Reagan broke into a wide grin and picked out two eggs.

"You're right," he said sincerely. "Won't have to worry about that for much longer, will I?"

Sighing, Ben lowered himself into a chair at the table and rubbed his hands over his face. "You didn't really explain what happened."

"I didn't even get into the house." Reagan left the eggs to fry in the pan and crossed the kitchen to pour them both mugs of coffee. "I checked the mail and the thing was there. Then I came straight here."

"And you're sure they're divorce papers?"

Reagan scoffed. "I read them. Petition, summons, the whole shebang."

"Son of a bitch," Ben muttered. He slumped in his chair. "What's she asking for?"

Reagan set a mug in front of Ben. "Surprisingly, not a whole lot. Just enough money to buy a house with Frederick, I'm assuming, and—"

"Wait a fucking minute," Ben interrupted sharply, lifting his head from the hand propped up on the table. "Frederick? Is she..." He clutched his mug almost too tightly. "Is that what this is about?"

There was a moment when Ben thought he'd actually gone too far. Reagan leveled him with an out-of-character dark stare that reached into his chest with a needle and pierced his heart as if it were a water balloon. Then Reagan turned to put the percolator back on the counter as if nothing happened.

"She'd been reconnecting with him since we moved to L.A.," he said, portioning the bacon onto the pan with the eggs. "Small world, isn't it? Finding a childhood friend from Iowa living not too far from us all the way over here in California."

"What about Charlotte and Brady?"

Reagan bustled about, clearly distracting himself with the creation of the blintzes. "She's petitioning for full custody."

Ben gritted his teeth, digging his fingernails into the flesh of his cheek. "Meaning you'll only be able to see your kids on holidays and the odd weekend."

"She'll have the more stable household. She's got Frederick now, she'll have money for a new house...she's being very smart about this. No judge worth his salt will let me have shared custody."

Gulping down an angry mouthful of coffee, Ben shook his head. "You're a fucking celebrity, Reagan."

"A celebrity who's known around the world, quite publicly and to his own wife throughout the thirteen years they'd been married, as a man who could not for the life of him keep his dick in his fucking pants, Ben."

"You think she'll use that against you?"

"Why wouldn't she?" Reagan shot a cynical grin at Ben over his shoulder. "Why the hell wouldn't she? Wouldn't you? Wouldn't anyone in their right mind use that against me or anyone else?"

Ben felt a weight crushing his chest, around the same spot where Reagan had popped his heart. "You..." He suppressed a growl of frustration, instead squeezing his eyes shut and taking a calming breath. "Yeah. Under normal circumstances, yeah, you're well in the wrong. But the first time it happened, you told her right away, and she made it clear that—Reagan, she made the fucking deal that you wouldn't sleep around when you were at home, and as far as she knows, as far as I know, you've kept to your end of the goddamn deal!"

"I was out of my mind, Ben," Reagan said firmly. His shoulders tensed as he mixed ingredients together in a large bowl. "I was off the fucking hinges to think that was acceptable."

"So you would've just...did it in secret, then."

Reagan was silent for as long as it took to toss another pat of butter onto the second pan. "There's just no hope that I could've behaved myself, is there?"

Though the question lanced Ben's heart yet again, he could not lie. "I love you more than practically anything else on this Earth," he said softly into his coffee. "Almost but not quite more than I love my own child. She's only two, though, so give it time."

Reagan snorted.

"Despite how much I love you, I can't sit here and tell you that this was never gonna happen. People just...don't understand what you're going through, and they're always gonna assume you're just a selfish prick who wanted to have his cake and eat it too. Carolyn probably didn't get it. Or, she got it until she realized there are other options than sitting at home while her famous husband fucked fans around the world. Either way..." He cringed. "Actions have consequences."

"Yeah." Reagan plated his eggs and seemed to realize only then that he planned everything out quite poorly, breakfast-wise. "...I gotta let the blintz mix sit."

"Get your bacon cooking and I'll deal with the rest," Ben said, standing to join Reagan at the stove.

"It's not...too bad," Reagan said half to himself as he flipped the bacon. "I'll be able to see my kids when I can, and I've got you...and by extension, Faye and Abby. I'll still have Adrian, my career, my house...my car..."

Ben shrugged, beginning to spread cream cheese on a bagel. "You'll always have me. You'll always have me. You'll have me and my family, my mother and the Jersey family, you've got your family in Ireland...you're not alone. I have complex feelings about your situation with Carolyn, but that's not news to you, and you know I'm in your corner regardless."

Reagan hooked an arm around Ben's waist. "Look at me."

Ben did so, unsurprised to receive a firm kiss in response. They smiled at each other, and Ben caught sight over Reagan's shoulder of Faye entering the kitchen at that exact second.

"Here we go," she said resignedly at the display, grabbing a cup from the cupboard.

Reagan laughed. "Heard you coming."

"I'm sure you did." Faye gestured to the foodstuffs. "Need help?"

"Not at all," Reagan cut in before Ben could say anything. "We've got it from here. Take care of the baby and we'll be fine."

Faye made an impressed face at Ben and took her coffee out of the kitchen.

Ben, on the other hand, watched Reagan's face closely. He didn't miss the flex of his jaw muscle or the uncomfortable shift of his eyes over his bacon, and Ben's stomach sank quickly and heavily into his feet.

He reached over to snatch Reagan's chin in his hand and forced him to look him in the eye.

"Stop," he demanded. "Stop overthinking."

He knew he hit the nail on the head when Reagan pinched his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes dropping to Ben's for a gut-fluttering moment. "Funny comin' from the Olympic gold medalist in overthinking."

Ben slapped him, earning another loud bark of laughter. They continued to cook breakfast, eating with Faye and Abby and forgetting, for just a little while, what lay ahead for Reagan.

#ockiss24 #Partners #PII

[optimizim]

happy hanukkah from all my irken ocs :) and uh. introducing invader lox, my inexplicably jewish irken oc

#irken oc #invader zim oc #invader zim #invader zim fandom #iz oc #oc art #hanukkah #hanukkah art #left to right: blob alien. skutz. invader lox. skee. poot. unnamed. tad. #happi hanookkah

[seancamerons]

So I'm just really happily rewatching the oc. It is a magical experience! ✨️ I find myself using expressions like unbeatable combination, schmear more than I admit. As of earlier this week I have been craving bagels and need to get myself a cute little slicer cutter and some cream cheese and some lox but it is pretty funny.

And best part I got my bfs sister interested and she is converted! Seth is her favorite. We are midway through season 2. Now, she won't watch Dawson's or Tree Hill, but she did give Degrassi a chance, but lost interest after a certain point (sometime in s5, I can't really blame her.) Maybe she will be saved from season 6 new!Sean so she dodged a bit of a bullet lol.

I at least got her into the The OC which she loves (thank god!) as well as Friday night lights, stranger things, breaking bad and mad men.

We are a trio of show people, and we also like card and board games. We have so much fun. C has excellent taste in shows overall but I'm glad I got to show my faves and her, and I have common faves as well. We wish twin peaks was on streaming so we can show it to tj. She's like a sister to me.

And like my bf was a Saved by the Bell and Seventh Heaven stan before I came along, and now he loves breaking bad degrassi and the oc and one tree hill, gilmore girls and more. I'm so proud of him and he loves and is super invested in the characters, couples/ships and makes predictions and looks forward to watching with me qnd i try to remain tight-lipped on spoilers on things i know. All in all, he'd fit right in here, I swear. Sometimes we don't always finish our shows bc we take on too many and we tease each other about that. I'm so glad we are together. I'm so happy and grateful for that. People day couch potatoes like its a bad thing but we don't just sit in front of TV that's usually an evening thing. We have jobs and lives friendships and interests isolated from each other. In October, 3 past three years have flown by, and it's been an amazing three years of happiness love and just wonderful unexpected and joy. New traditions, beginnings, excitement, films, TV, and I wouldn't have it any other way. It is truly the best. I love that real and special love I'd been longing for since for friggin' ever. I can't see myself with anyone else. I don't want to. He is everything. 🥰

To close, I love shows. I love television. I love tv romance friendships dybamics. Television brings families and friends and people together. It's a beautiful thing. 😍 📺 im a firm believer in sharing shows being a love language. For example, if I gush about my favorites and you let me, you are my people. If I share my feelings and favorite shows and all just know you're so important to me.

Thanks for letting me gush on your dash about a friggin lovefest of my shows and ongoing appreciation for characters and romances spanning pretty much forever and ever bc I'm a romantic and I love it!

Even when I'm sad or it's sad I still love it. Smile through the tears. Television has been around for what? 50 years, 60 years? Whoever invented tvs and streaming too you are a damn magnificent genius and bastard at the same time. Thanks writers, thanks directors, thanks for costuming, hair, editing, and all you who make shows possible youre so appreciated. Thank you for the entertainment.😊

#lovefest #shows #television #📺 #the oc #rewatching #comforting #friends #family #💖💖💖💖 #boyfriend tag #appreciation #😊

[clonehub]

i woke up one day craving bagels hence my oc Captain Bagel was born he loves bagels and his favourite holiday is rosh hashanah bc he loves braiding round challah and he has a pink zabrak bf named Lox

anyway thanks to Vince and cornycopia for helping me make capt bagel and I hope you enjoy a clone named captain bagel

Thanks for listening

AHHH TELL ME MORE ABOUT HIM

Also if anyone has any headcanons about the clones and Judaism (or star wars in general and Judaism) maybe 👉🏿👈🏿🥺 tell me them pls 🥺🤗

#ask #missing gabe hours lmao he always loved this subject #OC #captain bagel

[sketchyelvenasss]

Some Lox doodles

#bg3 #bg3 ocs #lox #my art #sorry I flip flop between lox and Rexander so much #I love them both

[vulpixelates]

what’s venus like ?? <:-)

i have a post all about her backstory in my oc tag but! this does not go into the Vibes, of which hers are immaculate imo (sorry in advance bc i just woke up so my Rambling Inhibitions are not in effect yet)

as i explained there, she's part of a group called the commonwealth collective which are a spacefaring expansion of the modern-day organization called Industrial Workers of the World whose ideaology can be summarized in the idea of "One Big Union," believing that all workers from across all industry should be unionized. so she is a big ol' space commie and completely dedicated to this cause. they're also surprisingly technologically advanced compared to other factions bc, y'know, they actually prioritize workers which has bred amazing innovation, especially when it comes to ship engineering, which is her specialty.

when designing her, i knew i wanted her to have kind of a simple aesthetic bc she probably wouldn't have, like, access to fancy things and the commonwealth generally upcycles everything, including clothes. so her general outfit is these clunky old combat boots and an old brown leather flight jacket that have been patched (and patched, and patched again) and a big tool belt over cargo pants with so many large pockets so she could comically stash massive mechanical parts in them while she's scavenging.

it reminded me a lot of tali from mass effect so i also gave her a little drone inspired by Chatika but it's name is Lox ("short for Goldilocks, because it's always the right tool for any job!"). it's her little baby even if it's "just a VI," and though it can be utilized for dangerous tasks, she generally plays it safe so it doesn't get hurt.

another key element of her is that she's a psionic, which like mass effect biotics are kinda taboo and seen as weird and scary during the time period her game is set in. but despite how much it's fucked with her life, venus tries damn hard to be proud to be one. to see it as a strength. so instead of trying to hide like she did when she was younger, she puts it all out there. she is a little chatterbug who talks with almost every person she sees and will remember every face.

she knows how scary the galaxy can be and she always wants to be a bright spot in it.

#thanks for asking! 💖✨ #replies #notpockets #oc: venus keller

[shein3812]

Here, have some OCs of I and friends as memes/emotes I received from the internet.

#lox ocs (shein & friends') #oc artwork #well most of them are #coz some of them are from my friends instead #aren't they just adorable

[jitt0]

base for my oc lox!!

#oc #totk

[toa-arania]

OC Masterpost (Pre-2024)

Edit: This post is outdated compared to my current active characters, but I'm keeping it as its own thing for information purposes. The most recent version is available here.

So I have a lot of little brain people, most of which I've posted art of here at some point and would like to just make random textposts about in future, so I'm putting together a quick list of who everyone actually is- names, pronouns, setting/source, and a sentence or two about who they are. I have other characters around, but these are the ones where if you send me an ask I will have an answer about them easily (You can also send asks addressed to the characters themselves for an in-character response!)

Karouh (She/Her), my disaster lesbian Rogue from the first campaign I was ever in. Fantastic liar but relatively shy by rogue standards, and with some truly absurd stealth rolls. She went on to marry the party's fighter, Laren, after the campaign ended.

Vanessa Purphoros (Ness) (She/Her), my Autism Artificer™ from Streets Of Orpheus, a campaign that is now finished. She is tiny and excitable and has a horde of robots at her command, and is also beginning to see behind the curtain of how magic and the universe work. She's taking it So Well.

Rosanna Lux (Fortune) (She/Her), the inevitable result of allowing me to multiclass between Bard and Warlock (also from Orpheus). She's a smuggler who also happens to have the literal goddess Hecate for a sugarmommy.

Khione Orythia-Tyrson (She/Her), a Cleric of the goddess of night, Lyra. She is one of the only sensible members of the party in another campaign that finished earlier this year, Into The Heart Of The Void, and has thus been dubbed Moon Mum by the party because she cooks them meals and has a pathological need to look after people.

Lorelei Na'kann (Lorey) (She/Her), a blood witch who is an ex-member of the Order of the Black Heart, who I played in Light of Xaryxis (the same setting as Void). She is the braincell, with her friend Corael being the moral compass.

Aurora Zephuros (She/Her), an ex-pirate who now works as a professional thief, who I play in oneshots in the same setting as Void and LoX. She's a homebrew class called the Buccaneer, and is thus perfectly built for sexy swordfighting.

Valerie Wester (Val) (She/Her), my witch for a Monsterhearts game and quite possibly the Worst Person In This Post, a strong believer in Women's Wrongs and general fucking about. To her, anything is justifiable so long as you learn something new in the process. She is a chaotic force of nature.

Mel (She/Her), my first character in an rp server called Roleing Onwards, a terrifying magical prodigy in the body of a slightly chaotic but very friendly "human" girl. She's matured a lot over the years that the server has been running, and is one of my favourite characters to draw.

Klaus (He/They), one of Mel's siblings. Another Wizard, but not as much of a specialist as the rest of their siblings. He prefers to work with books and research, and is currently emplyed as Stormdrift's archivist.

Vicky (She/Her), one of Mel's siblings and possibly the one character I have made to suffer most. On the plus side, she gets to be a homebrew class called the Witch, and works as Stormdrift's apothecar.

Tom (He/Him), Mel's eldest sibling, a Wizard with time magic who briefly lost control of it. During that time, he worked for and helped to dismantle an organisation called the Order.

Erlenmeyer (She/Her), another character from RO. A lunarian who was stranded in Stormdrift and has since made a life for herself as a member of the town guard. She's also really hot.

Kasen Hebra (They/Them), another RO. They initially came to Stormdrift in disguise, but over time got slowly comfortable enough to come out to the town as a changeling, ultimately being (mostly) accepted.

Auraea Aldebaran (She/Her), one of Tom's friends from the Order who now works as a specialist for hire in both planar anomalies and dispatching the things that come from them. She has a friendship(?) with her patron, a genie called Tethys.

Violet Mugen (She/Her), an eladrin who moved to Stormdrift after she was banished from the Feywild. Shenanigans happened, and she now works as the town's counsellor.

Mistress Evelyn D'Argent, the Silver Siren (She/Her), my Ventrue for a VtM larp called Bristol By Night. She's the Harpy, a singer, a courtesan, and a hostess all at once, and only one character has ever truly seen through her otherwise perfect composure.

Apprentice Amélie Wick (Amy) (She/Her), my disaster lesbian Tremere also for BBN. She is a relatively young vampire and is frequently horrified by the things other vampires are calm about. She is also a homestuck and is responsible for an incident we call "uwu-gate".

Ensign Allira 3 (She/Her), the only fandom (Star Trek) oc in this post because she is my main one >:3. Allira is a Vorta who defected from the Dominion after the war and eventually found herself in Starfleet, where she got posted to the USS Dover as a toxicology expert. She has a bit of a tendency for paranoia but she's getting over it. Slowly.

#oc #oc posting #this is the oc masterpost its this one #weve got campaigns #weve got ro #weve got bbn #weve even got a fandom oc