#Totally not a self insert

[cas-is-weird-ig]

Alec Calo [Lesbian, Nonbinary, they/them, Filipino, 22]

Donna Beneviento x Lycan Servant (AKA dumb n useless queer mold people not knowing how to socialize or flirt)

One of Mother Miranda’s Cadou/Lycan experiments.

(Resident Lover: they’re a transfer student, entomology major, who lives in the same hall as MC, Dani, and Angie)

do ya guys want a random ballroom dancing chapter i wrote like in february and never ended up posting?

(also more info under the cut)

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HI, this is my first ever OC that i’ve actually fleshed out and write for so yeah! i hope you like them.

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In the main RE8 Universe, all the Lords and Lycans need to drink blood or eat human flesh.

Alec is originally a farmer who got saved by Mother Miranda, and then experimented on with Cadou and then acquired Lycan-like features but retained speech (bunch of grey hairs, sharper teeth, super strength)

has shitty control over their dexterity and strength now, and struggles with feeling like a monster bla bla bla.

handy with a hatchet/axe, and carries it around whenever they leave the estate with Donna

(basically imagine them like two wounded animals)

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In the Resident Lover Universe, they meetthe same way MC meets Donna (through Angie) AND/OR Alec is crouched down outside Donna’s shop during closing picking up some stray pillbugs on the ground.

Alec rock climbs (like me lol)!

Donna hired Alec part time and does some deliveries

they got caught fooling around in the theatre by Cassandra (who was fooling around with girl in her dressing room)

every time there’s a reset/loop (and if MC isn’t going for Donna) without fail Alec is always found picking up critters and bugs in front of the shop

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in all AUs:

Alec is shorter than Donna (tiny but mighty, they’re actually pretty strong)

likes to carve/whittle wood and bone

is also the cheesiest sweetest mf to Donna, and stays by her side like a loyal dog

both are confrontational when they’re being protective over the other cuz gay yearning

[talesofmoony]

southern remus. remus who grew up in a southern baptist household. remus who struggles with religious trauma and internalized homophobia from said southern baptist upbringing, and meeting sirius only serves to further send him into a spiral. remus who grew up going to bonfires in the middle of the clearing on cool southern nights. remus who goes line dancing with his friends on the weekends and flirts with the cute bartender with long black hair and stormy grey eyes. remus who has a pair of boots he’s been wearing for years, dusted and dirt scuffed, but he still wears them every day because they are the comfiest pair of shoes he’ll own. remus who tends to the crops, and takes care of the livestock, who wakes up at 4:00 AM to do it all but loves it. remus who has a collection of work and dress cowboy hats, and secretly loves it when sirius sneaks in and takes one.

[flaneur001]

Sickeningly Sweet

Conan x GN reader

🗣️Get yo tooth rotting fluff here‼️

Conan belongs to @14dayswithyou

Cold air tiptoed in, through a small draft in the window. Slowly twirling around your hair and sneaking up your spine. You shivered. You could feel the blue glare of the words, imprinted in the back of your mind as you stared vacantly at the laptop. Trying and failing to blink back sleep. Chin coming to rest on steepled fingers, you read the lines once, twice, and when your eyes made the third trip round the same sentence, that’s when you let your head fall with a soft thud upon the table.

An amused “tut” and a soft chuckle, paired with quiet footsteps alerted you of his presence. Even with your eyes closed, you could see him observing you with a slight tilt of his head.

“How much did you complete?” Conan probed, voice all low and honeyed.

You swallowed. A natural reaction to him. Suddenly you were parched, thirsty for a taste of his words.

“Barely made a dent”, you replied, somewhere between a whine and a groan.

Another chuckle paired with an “Aw” as his footsteps retreated to the staff room.

Before you could inquire what he was doing, he returned and you felt the warm kiss of a mug pressed to your cheek. A smile, first in hours tugged at your lips.

You rose, looking up and he stared back. Blue eyes swirling like calm tides, beckoning you closer. And God, did it tempt you to take a dive.

“You didn’t have to” you mumbled, partly out of habit, but no less grateful, taking the mug from his outstretched hand.

He hummed, settling in the chair beside you, but not before giving your hair a ruffle, “I didn’t have to. But I wanted to” Conan intoned, eyes crinkling at the corners, as he watched you with a fond expression.

You brought the mug to your lips, taking a long sip. The soothing steam rising from the mug tickled your face and fogged up your glasses.

With a huff of laughter Conan reached out, taking your glasses off to clean them, “Here, let me”

It’s strange. The late hour in this empty library felt different, almost alive, lulled in a silence that spoke. If you strained your ears, you could faintly hear the echoes of a million stories in that place. 

Your eyes observed raptly, watching your redheaded companion clean your glasses. A brush of his thigh against yours under the table. A nudge of his shoulder to your side. 

Teasing little touches, little invitations, thrown your way, and you accepted them, greedily, as you rested your head in the crook of his neck and pulled your chair closer. Impossibly so.

Conan grinned; snaking an arm around your waist, and you took another sip of your coffee, feeling your heart warm up.

He handed you your glasses, tucking the loose strands of hair behind your ear, “So, do you like it?” He whispered, fingers still caressing the side of your cheek.

“Like what?” you mumbled, dazed and distracted.

“The coffee.” He smiled, eyes twinkling in amusement.

“Could be sweeter,” you quipped in playful criticism.

“That right?” He raised a brow bringing your faces closer together. Breath fanning across your lips, he paused, eyes melting into yours in a silent question, “Let me taste.”

How long has it been since you started seeing him? Yet some things never changed. Like the request, yearning, and relief all mirrored in his gaze as you pulled him closer and rubbed your nose against his.

He kissed you, tentative. Pillowy soft and slow. Like a gentleman. Like he couldn’t believe that you were his.

 And when you kissed him back he groaned, a hand tangling in your hair and tugging slightly. Tongue slipping in your mouth, he kissed you properly now. Like a lover.

With mingling breaths still he pulled back, reluctantly. Just enough to peer into your eyes, “That sweet enough?” He murmured.

“Sickeningly so” you replied, earning a chuckle and a little tug at your hair.

The whoosh of the wind, the beat of his heart against your own, and the murmurs of the ghost of stories lingering in the air. You sighed, nestling into his arms. 

The light overhead flickered, painting the twined figures in a spotlight. And they sat there, starring in their own little story. Another night that these walls filed away to remember.

[pickleviv]

More old postal doodles! (ft self-insert stuff + a dumb Ghost crossover)

[logansdollie]

EMMA FROST X FEM! COQUETTE READER

[klutzerat]

mouthwashing oc (and lowkey self-insert)!!! this is my son haraya :3

[idleiji]

Ehe

Used this to my advantage and just wanted an excuse to show off my ftm pc

When he hate yo gut but he an ally

Inspired by:

@neptune-knows

[enyter]

Alice au from @ren-054 :3

[highgardenart]

young margaery tyrell and one of her many pets

for day four of house tyrell week (prompts below)

[beerose12]

✨SERAPHINA THE BAT DEMON✨

first drawing of my hazbin hotel oc that totally isn't a self insert in the slightest. shes inspired by fruit bats but might sprinkle in vampire bat because i have a backstory in mind👀

[heloixe]

Admittedly this was supposed to be how I thought Annabelle looked like but I decided that I’d make an oc instead; meet Carys Duffy— who definitely isn’t related to Kieran, just shares the same misfortunate backstory. I imagine the gang would have picked her up in a saloon, or maybe she was in the same brothel as Abigail and got picked up and taken to camp too, haven’t fully ironed down the details.

Idk how to shade or render properly so I did my best

Please please don’t steal art because every time you do a fairy loses their wings

[soontobeadeadpoet]

imagine being a trans man at welton's academy, you barely made it in with your parents lying to nolan. the fear of getting caught pushing you away from your fellow students, of course that is till you manage to catch neil perry's attention. soon you're one of the poets; you find yourself dancing with meeks and pitts on the rooftop. there's late night study sessions with charlie that turn into nights of laughter with no work done. knox is asking for advice with chris even and todd is even willing to maybe share some of his writing with you as neil prepares for the play. the meetings provide the much needed break and escape you hadn't even known you needed and your new friends continue to be nothing but wonderful.

[murdocsmith]

Some oc insert art 😳👀🤭

[avanciia]

My first solo TTRPG is Thousand Year Old Vampire and it’s such an interesting experience. I decided to draw my Byzantine artist of a vampire, Ives Basiliscus, who slowly forgot how to paint, with her sapphic lover Megaris.

[alpaslavi]

An isekai within an isekai?!

kidnapped prince x male reader, dragon king x male reader

I got a scenario where another random reader got summoned in an RPG game where he had to go through his way to provide peace in his kingdom, however, he is only an elf knight and the game starts with him saving a trapped prince from the mightiest dragon of all in hopes of bringing prosperity to return in his world although the dragon seemed to keen in keeping Reader in this world for a little, or rather got bored and curious to where the reckless knight belonged to it seems like the prince wants to get to know the knight who saved him more.

[nikoofdeath]

Part 3 of my comic rookie if red.

I promise it'll pick up mlre as I go along-