#oc: nebula

[astral-alignment]

finally got around to doing a proper ref for nebula

[starryspiritz]

okay! wanted to start this off with a new sona I designed, Nebula! they're a race of shapeshifting aliens owned by @tuxedodragon!! tux if you see this HI I LOVE YOUR ART AND SPECIES AAH FELLOW SHAPESHIFTER you're a big inspiration to me!!

anyway uh. felt the need to make one since I have a problem hoarding shapeshifter ocs. they'll be a main sona next to Spirit, since I love space stuff ehehe! 🌌🌠

also base credits go out to TuxedoDragon as well! I need to practice my ferals soon sobs

[tales-of-the-cosmos]

Child of the Stars - Cover 1

Startex: Tales of the Cosmos is a webcomic series project I'm currently making! The first episode will release on the 25th Feb, where it'll be the 7th anniversary of creating my OC universe of Startex :}

hope you'll enjoy the wondrous tales i share of these silly creatures!

right now you can subscribe to the comicfury page, but later on episodes will be posted here, comicfury and webtoon!

[just-sams-art]

Ajax was bored. So, to alleviate his boredom they decided to take Puck to pester Nebula whilst they're working on a new universe. Unfortunately, Nebula is not as patient as their brother.

Nebula removed Ajax from their realm soon after this. Maybe don't bug a primordial god next time, Ajax.

Nebula and Ajax belong to me. Puck belongs to @bestlittlesnek.

They/them for Nebula, he/they for Ajax, and they/him/it for Puck.

~~Taglist~~

@theninjabozo @confirmedcannibal @the-sinkmire-symphony

[atomizerhomerun]

Very small update but he had a head now !!

Also here is this strange beast from a while ago

[peachybunsexe]

[oros-ash3s]

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⋆ Febuwhump 2025 ⋆˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊

Day 14 || “Becoming the Monster”

The eyes staring down into Ophelia’s were ones she knew well. Round and soft, with long blonde lashes and irises the colour of roasted coffee, so dark they appeared to be a pure ebony. The same gaze that she had once met across the room, her stare loving and gentle; the same gaze that haunted her dreams, lived through her nightmares; the same gaze that she had yearned for, an intense longing burning up inside of her. 

And now, those pretty brown eyes were only inches away. 

She had her in a trance, locked firmly in her grip, her smile smug and gloating. Staring into those swirling eyes, so close, Ophelia knew at once: She would not be returning to the Seventh Sector. 

She wasn’t sure there was ever a possibility of her returning in the first place. 

“Welcome home.”

Her breath was a chill against her skin, lips so close they were practically grazing against her cheek. Ophelia shuddered, closing her eyes. The frost had begun to consume her, slowing her breath, dulling her senses, blurring her vision. She could not feel anything else, other than the clawed, icy hand closed around her wrist, forcing the poison-drenched dagger nearer to her neck, the blade quivering from within her grip. 

It had always been them. From the very start, Ophelia Dyal knew this. They were two souls, entrapped by the cruel cards the world had given them. There was no use in fighting it, not when the end was so close. 

It was always going to be them. One or the other, it did not matter. Ophelia would never have been able to escape her. She would have never been able to rid herself of her. They were chained to each other, tied together by the strings of fate itself. 

Ryuji and Aster – I’m sorry. 

As the ghost of the woman she had once loved leaned in, kissing her hard, Ophelia did not resist. Even as the last of her breath was stolen from her very lips, the last shreds of her humanity flickering into nonexistence. There was no refusal, not when it came to her, not with her hand cupping her cheek, the action a whisper of the touch she had once welcomed, the touch she craved.

As the knife drove into her heart, Ophelia allowed it – took it with pride, even. For there was not such a terrible crime as falling in love as deeply as she had, and she had always known, always, that it would be the very thing to bring her end. 

She just hoped they’d find some way to forgive her.

Another short one because unfortunately I feel a bit burnt out today :(( writing oneshots every single day is not for the weak I fear

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TAGLIST || @febuwhump @ohagiwrites @vesanal @aalinaaaaaa @fangedcinnamonroll @silly-scroimblo-skrunkl @seastarblue @steh-lar-uh-nuhs @iamheretohurt @corinneglass @melodxi @thebookishkiwi @lancedoncrimsonwings @sugaredparchment @cepheusgalaxy @robinshandhurts @fizzydreamz @ieppiq @nosebleedgirlpunch @sunflowerrosy @charlachan @cacophonyofwords

[bakartridge]

Been wanting to do Pokemon stuff again for a while, so figured I'd start here, with my Pokesona of a sort, Espeon gal named Esper (i'm uncreative, i know, shut up), nicked the mask of a Meowscarada and frequently wears it. Also, included a version of her without the mask on.

[scrapnikmecha]

i have room on my new laptop for pso2 just because. nebby be upon ye

[sylviazem]

FFXIV Write 2024- Prompt #12: Quarry

master list

"Are you certain of this, Preceptor," the reaper escorted her towards the location of their quarry, now trapped in the old ruins within the cave. "This creature, it's...unlike any we've seen before. I fear it might be too strong."

"Warden, your magicks are in place?"

"...Hm," he murmured. "Holding strong."

"It stopped throwing itself against the barrier some time ago," the other reaper pitched in, nonchalantly leaning against the nearby wall. "I suspect it might be open to...negotiation. Or at least tired."

"You are much too carefree, Chaser," the reaper reprimanded her compatriot. "Please, Preceptor. I urge you to reconsider."

"Your concern and insight is appreciated, as always, Tracker," she reached for her friend's hand to ease her anxiety. "Have faith in our Warden, and in me."

"...Hrm," the Warden began channelling a barrier around the Preceptor. "...You may go. Proceed straight forward."

She stepped into the darkness past the ward, and though the magick surrounding her gave off a faint light, it failed to penetrate the inky blackness that permeated the cave. Not that it mattered to her, for she was blind.

After but a few steps, many shadowy limbs snaked their way through the dark and feverishly attempted to grab her. Frustrated after being repelled, they started clawing and pressing at the barrier from every direction, looking for even the slightest weakness.

"Hello," the Preceptor calmly called out. "Who are you in the dark, so desperately trying to lay your hands on me?"

"Mortal fools," a voice hissed angrily from above. "Your feeble magicks won't hold me for long. Once I break loose, I'll take my time devouring your friends before your very eyes."

"My, how scary. I hate to disappoint, but I'm blind," she sat down. "Devour, you say? And how many have you devoured so far?"

"Countless," the creature dropped down and slithered towards her, grasping the barrier with its true hands. "Hundreds. Thousands. For an age far longer than your pathetic, fleeting existence."

"I see."

"...Why do you not show fear," it angrily struck the barrier, which elicited a strained grunt from the Warden outside. "Why?!"

"Because I do not fear you."

"Insolent mortal wench!" It picked the entire barrier up and attempted to bite into it. "I'll crush you into a bloody pulp within your silly bubble..!"

"I can not see your face, but I wonder," the Preceptor placed her hand against the ward. "Do you even know who you are? Whose stolen countenance do you wear? Whose dead voice spills forth from your maw?"

"...Shut up," the barrier slipped from its hands as it held its head, seemingly in pain. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!!"

The creature disappeared back into the dark, and the Preceptor walked outside with a slight limp. The Warden breathed a sigh of relief and fell to one knee, his aether no doubt fully spent from maintaining the protective spell.

"We shall make camp," the Preceptor said with a slightly shaky voice, betraying a hint of unease through her usual composure. "We shall rest and try again later."

[valsilverhand]

Got a secret, can you keep it?

[astral-alignment]

crescent moon

[drunkcleric-art]

A warm up sketch inspired by those "hypothetical kid" memes after seeing one on Bluesky using my Coursers - Pyrite and Nebula

Mainly just for fun and to get into the swing on things

[scourgefrontiers]

sum furry style practice...

i kind of went with a more cutesy anime-esque style for these but i tried to keep it flexible! just drew a few of my sonas :)

my favorites are soda and nos lol

im not 100% sure if i'll use this consistently BUT i had a LOT of fun using it so....perhaps. perhaps.

[just-sams-art]

Nebula, Deity of Space and Universes. They are always busy. The universes need to be constantly expanded after all.

They're the sibling of @theninjabozo's Chronos.

I had to take space because I absolutely love space. It was and remains to be a special interest of mine. I know that a lot of the colours you get from the images of our universe and the wonders held within are taken through many different spectrums, and you can't really get colours that vivid but it still fits for them.

Some inspirations: Doctor Who, Luna (MLP), images of nebulae from our universe, and old cosmic fashion.

~~Taglist~~

@theninjabozo @confirmedcannibal @the-sinkmire-symphony @bestlittlesnek

[supernova-star]

New pfp who this (featuring the full drawing i got the pfp from because silly avisona drawing)