#Mechanic OC

[sofnaskinder]

Colour studies with two of my OCs ✨✨ Using limited palettes is so fun!!!!

First one is Wanda, a witch from a fantasy story I'm writing with friends (provisionally called "Galtérea"). She's a very lively, social and easygoing witch. She also loves collecting weapons, especially firearms. Her magic is not very strong, so she uses them to boost her attacks

Second one is Claire, a cyborg lady from a cyberpunk story. She used to be some kind of important cop until she lost her job, her arm and all proof of her identity after a certain incident in the city

And they are both gay and I love them

[zr-art-world]

Hopefully, the finalized design for Aster. If you got any advise/critique for the design, plz tell me.

[dailymedkit]

Day 44

"You say too late to start, got your heart in a headlock"

Hehe might be cooking smth bigger won't tell but I'll give hints

Bit of an early upload, just so I won't forget later, tons of work to do

Now completely unrelated, I'm making a new phighting oc for Deer in Headlight's plot. Here's some designs for their gear which is a big part of their character :] Their name is Stiletto and theyre basically something of a winter solider for Blackrock.

Hope I get the time to design them fully soon.

I love mechas.

[valentine-cafe]

Hello, hello!

I do hope I made it on time for the pre-orders this time, but feel free to delete if I've missed my slot :D

A recent anon just reminded me... I've yet to put our dear poet in a situation(tm)

So may I request all the Jingyis and Talisens popping up in a room together? Though I'm not sure what sort of chaos awaits them...

-🙇

🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : dessert platter !! . . . a bunch of poets with hate for one another  .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡​​​​​​​𝑢​​​​​​​𝑟​​​​​​​𝑖𝑛​​​​​​​𝑔﹕verse multi ꮽ  talisen 781, talisen 164, jingyi 9819, jingyi 9948e, jingyi 209, jingyi verseless,

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕all the tals and jingyis

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... if all of the talisens and jingyis mysteriously popped into a room together ⊹ cw ٬٬ absolute chaos .

Talisen has a headache. No. . . Not a headache. Instead, a blinding, searing, pounding migraine lives comfortably in his head. Of course there's a reason for it.

Today of all days, was the day the gods and the universe decided to cast Talisen into a situation that, to him, felt like a matter of insanity and staying sane, when his counterparts were teleported to his little dorm in Elritea, verse 781.

A snake drifting up the wall, a ghost ruining the porcelain, a demon alchemist collecting samples, a mad doctor gathering poisonous herbs, a detective who couldn't figure out why they were all there.

But among each of these idiots, one stood clear in the apple of his grave annoyance. That god of deceit. Stood in the middle of the living room. Hands folded behind his back, elaborate hanfu flowing despite the wind only playing outside.

"As I gathered last. You could get some of these menaces home quickly." Talisen spoke to the one he would only refer to as copper than acquaint him to be a fellow Talisen.

The tall rhytaari tilts his head and smiles like a serpent ready to attack. "Why, I could. But I am afraid I've no power right now to do so." He sighs, sparks flitting between his fingers. Liar. He has all the power possible to end this situation right here and now.

Instead he spends his time mocking his counterpart. Taking satisfaction in the pain and agony in the grim reaper's eyes as another vase tips over and shatters.

Talisen turns around, snapping once and for all. Oh that was the final straw.

"JINGYI." The room quiets.

"Which one of us?"

"Yes. It is quite difficult to tell who you are calling for." The mad doctor replies in amusement. Not that he likes his other counterparts, but it is a fascinating scene. Perhaps he could snatch one home to Rishen. She'd love the hyperactive Jingyi.

The demonic alchemist over by the far left to Talisen, looks up with squinted eyes. "You want to quiet a storm that is inevitably impossible to stop."

"If you are the unstoppable force, I shall be the one object that is immovable. Gather yourselves, immediately." None have ever heard the poetic Zhao Talisen, of the world of 781, speak through gritted teeth with such loathe.

It makes the rest of his counterparts burst into laughter. Until he pulls his scythe out, that is.

꒰ ۪ ˖ ࣪ 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑢 ... info ꮽ mlist ꮽ verse ꮽ wiki . 

[cr0wl33]

sum doodles.. ashes and a dnd guy i made for a campaign, hes a tiefling and her name is carrion

[seshkenas]

Monke mechanic

What(/who) will he hit with a wrench next?

//I'm cooking. Let me cook. The comic-

[miryiva]

Another OC doodle 💪

One day I'll drop the lore ... probably ... eventually....

[slugslee]

a redraw and redesign of a comic clip for peni parker

11h32m

lee cox

3000x3000p

procreate

[daily-smol-silm]

Can you tell me more about Angbang children?

Absolutely! Sorry for taking so long!

Their names are Naira, Caurë, and Ormë, meaning something along the lines of Dreadful, Fear, and Wrath/Haste in Quenya, respectively.

I honestly don't think their parents would have named them in Quenya, but I was having a hard time finding a decent-sized corpus of Black Speech, and I'm the most familiar with Quenya anyway. I reconcile this by saying that this is what the Noldor might have called them, as they might have been vaguely aware of three energetic Ainu children running around in the North? But that's very much so a band-aid on the larger problem of Their Names Should Not Be In Quenya Anyway. I imagine, if the Noldor had names for them, then the Sindar would also have had names for them, and because Sindarin seems to be much more common than Quenya in the 3rd age most historical records would have been in that language, meaning that the triplet's translated names would have been in Sindarin, or at very least sindarized.... Which I honestly just can't be bothered to do anytime soon? So tldr for this section, their names are weird for who they are, and I don't really have a good explanation for that.

Also, the words Naira, Caurë, and Ormë are mostly nouns straight from a dictionary, and from what I understand might not be typical for names? I think that if they were to be more name-like, their forms would be Nairien, Cauwë, and Ormendil. Maybe. Something like that. However, I like using the first versions, mostly because they feel more like concepts and less like oddly named elves. They're the children of Melkor and Mairon. Morgoth and Sauron. They may be tiny and cute but they also have a much more primordial, elemental side to them, where each represents a certain aspect of Melkor and Mairon's effects on Arda. Ormë represents the hastiness and careless destruction of war. Naira represents the pointed cruelty of both of her fathers. Caurë represents the all-encompassing, blanketing fear that Angband spreads as a shadow in the North. Especially to the Noldor, who wouldn't have known them as Mairon and Melkor's sweet little babies. These three may be small and grow slow, (I'll get to that later), but, to anyone outside of their very niche family circle, they're going to be absolute terrors. Anyway...

Naira is the angbaby who resembles Mairon, her Maia dad, the most. She's pointed and tactical, and is frequently a ringleader amongst her two other siblings. She adores mathematics and architecture (you know, normal toddler* things), and also likes following Mairon down to the dungeons and torture rooms. She finds blood and screaming to be very funny. If she's crying, all her parents have to do to cheer her up is show her the tormented faces of elven thralls. (Again, very normal toddler* things).

Naira's fána, unsurprisingly, matches Mairon's the most, although it's never quite stable. Nor does it have a consistent number of eyes. Typically, she's a being of glowing, corporeal flame, with uncountable teeth and gleaming irises orderly lined along her fiery hair.

Also, Mairon likes to dress her up, much to her chagrin. She just looks so much like him! How could he not? She's always following him around or sitting on his shoulders anyway, and a Maia can only listen to "Why?" so many times before he has to react.

Seriously, though. Naira has too many outfits. She's barely a century old, Mairon, she doesn't need all that decorative armor. (Although she does prefer the armor to the frilly stuff. In a game of make-believe, she's always the one to play the fearsome knights and valiant generals).

Ormë is the triplet who resembles Melkor, his Vala dad, the most, taking after his chaotic nature and frustration with stuff like rules and planning. Ormë is the one to come up with extravagant, rube-goldberg style plans for him or his siblings to act upon, most of which don't turn out as intended. There have been multiple times when he's tried to sneak into places he isn't allowed, only to grow careless and be caught by someone who, horror of horrors, enforces rules.

Strangely enough, Ormë ADORES water. He's almost like a little Ossë, in the way that he loves seeking out sources of water and becoming an absolute monster for anyone also trying to access that water. If Angband were by the Sea, Ormë would be living, eating, and sleeping in the ocean. His dads wouldn't let him, as neither of them are a fan of water OR the Ainur who live in the sea. But a kid can dream. Actually, on that note, his parents have joked about Ormë being a lost child of Ossë and Uinen's, just because of how sea-and-storm oriented he seems. But in all actuality, Ormë just has a really uncommon interest for a child of Melmai.

Since Ormë is most like Melkor, he typically follows him around the most. He's also the one who invented the concept of jungle-gym dad, where the babies try to scale Melkor like a climbing tree. Don't worry, even though Melkor does have his injuries from the Fingolfin fight, the tinies are very, very light.

Ormë's fána is more solid than Naira's, although he often enjoys taking the form of storms and whirlwinds when he can get away with it. Typically, he looks like a bipedal cross between a dragon and a sea serpent. In his most humanoid form, he still has shiny, bluish-green scales and a spiky tail.

Caurë is the child who doesn't distinctly take after either of their parents. They're seemingly calm and quiet, often preferring to play on their own. They like shiny things, and Mairon often leaves his jewelry box open for them to play with. (Strangely, quite a bit of Mairon's jewelry has disappeared since Caurë started playing with it. I wonder why).

Cau often gets overwhelmed by their loud siblings, and sometimes needs to go in another room while they're playing. When that happens, they usually go to Mairon, who keeps a stash of paper and charcoal in his desk. They like drawing and coloring, and Mairon has been teaching them the basics of 3d shapes and light to foster their creativity. (And curiosity. Caurë is almost as bad as Naira when it comes to "Why??")

When they do get involved with their sibling's schemes, Caurë is usually the one to actually pull things off. Like theft. If there's one thing it's certain that Cau inherited, it's Melkor's kleptomania. They're stealthy and unassuming, so they make for the perfect burglar. They've even found a stone that comes out of the walls, that, with careful arrangement, becomes the perfect place to hide their stash of stolen goods. Mostly Mairon's jewelry and random shiny rocks. Sometimes their siblings get them to hide snacks in there, too, although they're very particular on getting them out of there as soon as possible. (And no, you can't hide decomposing skulls in the walls, they'll get too much gunk on the metal. Naira).

Caurë also suffers from frequent nightmares, some of which can be rather disturbing, even to their parents. The way they know this is that oftentimes, when Caurë has a nightmare, Melkor or Mairon will have the same nightmare at the same time. Those nights typically end in Caurë sleeping in their parent's bed, because no kid should go through those alone.

Caurë's fána never really changes, and for the most part represents a porcelain doll or a rather opaque ghost with pinkish-to-red irises. They're very pale, and their hair is long and white.

As I've alluded to before, these three are triplets, and so were "born" (heavy quotations because it's weird), at the same time, sometime shortly after Melkor fought Fingolfin. I say "born" in quotes because I kind of stole part of an idea from @melkor-did-nothing-wrong , where the baby Ainur were essentially all ëalar, and formed their fánar after they split from that of their parents. I messed with the concept a little more, and basically came up with... this.

So essentially, what I think happened was this: (I say I think, mostly because this gets into AU territory and I really don't have a solid AU idea). After Melkor returned from his imprisonment in Valinor, his physical hands are severely burned, and so is the stuff of his soul, pretty much in the same fashion that the Silmarils burned his hands. It hurts, and Mairon tries to heal, or at least lessen, the pain by using his own spirit to fill the places where bits of Melkor's soul were charred off by the Silmarils. (Fully going with the "Silmarils burnt Melkor's soul not just his body" idea here). In the process, both of their ëalar wound up overlapping, and since I imagine that's just generally nice for those Ainur who trust each other deeply to do, they just kept doing it. They'd also have times when they would let their spirits mix and overlap and mingle, just because they could. It alleviated quite a bit of Melkor's pain, and let them comfort and communicate with each other better than osanwë ever could. The thing is, just like how when you mix two different colors of paint, or of light, you get a different color, the combination of Melkor and Mairon's souls kind of started to... I dunno, take on an identity of its own? Not really, because it didn't take over Melkor and Mairon themselves, but there was still something there. And the more they were together, the more it started to stick around, almost like how if you look at one color for too long, a negative of it will be burned into your vision for a little while. Only it didn't go away. Sooner than later, Melkor and Mairon started to notice that each of them seemed to have slightly more souls than usual. And as time went on, they became more and more defined. Almost like how one theory as to how planets formed involves clumps of matter being drawn together, and then slowly becoming more solid as they increase in gravity? Something like that, although I probably explained the planet thing pretty badly. At that point, it became rather obvious that there was more than one.

The "birth" of these three was probably more akin to them finally growing too well-defined to rely completely on their parents, opting to tear themselves away in order to form their own fánar. And they were small. As in, kangaroo baby small. Even though technically they were strong enough as spirits to create their own bodies, it was kind of the bare minimum needed to hold them together. Baby Ainur, it turns out, are tiny, delicate, and need a lot of sleep.

(Side note, even though these are triplets, I don't imagine they were all developing with the same parent. They probably were at first, before they became well-defined as three separate entities, but as they grew I imagine at least one of them decided to latch onto the other instead. Specifically Naira leaving the comfort of Melkor's ëala for Mairon's. Melkor probably wasn't having that great a time trying to sustain three other souls, especially while also being injured. Poor guy D:

Also, the mechanics behind how they were actually conceived are another idea I stole from melkor-did-nothing-wrong. Particularly the metaphor about blending colors. What can I say, she has good ideas. And I REALLY didn't know how else to make this work 😅)

Oh, and about the age thing: Melkor and Mairon's kids age amazingly slowly. Since they're Ainur, and baby Ainur at that, I figured there wouldn't be all that much precedent for how their life cycle works. So, essentially, my headcanon is that their childhood consists of mostly growing their spirits in strength, meaning that they need to eat, sleep, and learn a lot over a very long period of time. For the most part, I don't imagine that adult Ainur need to meet that many basic needs, (except for learning/creating things, that's probably important throughout all their lives), but baby Ainur, who are still bordering on wisps in the wind and don't quite know how to sustain themselves yet, have most of the basic needs of mortal children.

I might have forgotten something, so if I remember I'll put it in the replies. Thank you for asking!!! And I hope this wasn't too incoherent, I finished typing this at 12:30 AM :P

[pocketcrimes]

I wanted a phone lock screen with my babies, so I did a whole thing with them.

Clip and Mechanic (Board) !

[mythical-illustrator]

So a new commission fell into my lap by the wonderful @multi-fan-dom-madness for her and @sev-on-kamino characters Mei and Thalia

Mei is a mechanic on Coursant and Thalia is a Jedi, former Padawan of Mace Windu.

Below the cut is the commission because though it is tastefully censored, it is still not safe for work. 😉

Also I apparently finished this just in time for Sev’s birthday so Happy Birthday 🎉🎁

Please enjoy these two lovely ladies.

NSFW art 👇

I absolutely loved drawing these two and thank you so much for letting me be apart of the surprise and bringing these beautiful beings to life.

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[s-does-art]

Introducing my ocs!! : Bea and Fey

Bea is a full time mechanic and a part-time clocksmith. She lives in a modified trailer with a shed/garage built to the side of it where she does her work and keeps her tools. She lives on the outskirts of the city, she used to travel a lot in her early 20s but has since settled in her current location for stability. She has a fascination with old technology and prefers to work with this kind of steampunk-esque tech as opposed to the modern, sleek, all-electronic type. Bea is friendly and boisterous, however, she has a disdain for authority and will not tolerate selfish behavior.

Fey is an inventor and a robotics engineer. They used to work for one of the largest tech companies in the world as one of their top inventors, but now own a much smaller tech company that they built from the ground up after being fired. They have a decently-sized personal tech lab where most of their projects are conceived, only some of which are able to fully come to fruition. They lost their arm in a freak work accident, however as far as the public knows, they lost it to cancer. Their best friend is their cat, Wrench. They found him limping and injured on the street the day after they were fired, so they took him in and nursed him back to health.

[nova-myths]

my baby boy

[rosemine24]

i rlly need to draw him more lowkey forgot abt him 😰

[willow-boop]

-MOUSY DISCO QUEEN

(Better quality upload)

Little mouse Gabs doesn't go dancing often but when she is sure to pick out some groovy threads.

She loves to groove and vibrate on the dance floor.

She is a funky mechanic by day, dancer by night.

She loves aerial silk dancing, belly dancing and vibing with her friends.

In dnd lore, she is a shy but skilled artficer who makes mech animals.

Her proudest achievement is a mech turtle named Pancake.

(Reupload because I didn't realize the other one was potato quality, I am so sorry! XD).

[rae-butter]

Honestly, I love it when characters relapse. When someone who’s gotten over their anger issues falls into a situation so out of their depth they fall back on their old habits. When someone who’s learned to open up becomes a recluse again in order to cope with something outside their control.

There’s just something so horrible, so toxic, about watching a character grow and then slip back into their old selves in order to cope, bc you know they still care, that they’re the same inside, but watching them hurt so hard they don’t know what else to do brings a sense of catharsis.