#self-insert oc

[burning-spyce]

[gloomyeiscue]

What if I made an rp blog for Layla as a bday thing lmao ,,,,

(Edit: IT HATH BEEN MADE @layuko)

[viviraptor-art]

catching up on posting last year's commissions, here are all of my recent chibis!! 💚💜❤️💙

@/fandomnut4171 | @/seraphiimartworks | @/rozalega | @finderseekers

[gn001-re]

Silly Exia-inspired dress idea

[rain-writeswriting]

In another world maybe

By Fianna (Star) Rain

Deep in heart-wrung tears   I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? -Robert Burns, Ae Fond Kiss

Summary: Koijika knew this would happen.

A version of my self-insert oc can be taken as the sad/alternate version of the Haruno Moriko verse. Can also be read alone.

In another world maybe

Koijika gazed blankly at the blade impaled in her stomach. It had been fun while it lasted. Which was never for long. Death had long been an acquaintance of hers. Although coming from behind was rather rude. But what was she expecting in a world such as this. Where morals and society were different from her home.

Not that she had a home anymore. Nor was this her first time in a version of this world. At least, this would not be the worse way to go.

It always seemed in universes where she travelled instead of reborn always ended tragically. Would she find one that was different?

There was a shout of her name. The person who impaled her yanked his weapon free. Koijika looked up. Meeting the spinning red eyes of her beloved.

---

Shisui was never fast enough when it mattered the most. The vivid image of her hanging off the blade of a sword. Eyes devoid of life. Screaming he reached out towards her.

Her head rose and met his gaze. A soft smile, the mouthing of the words. It’s okay.

Enemies on all sides, the man pulling his weapon free uncaring as she fell to the forest floor. Shisui saw red and flickered.

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The forest was silent as the boy knelt beside the girl. Blood drenching them both. One unharmed, the other fading fast. The boy carefully cradled the girl in his lap. Calloused hands brushing the hair off of her face.

Red tears fell from the boy on to the girl’s pale skin. She smiled softly and wiped his cheek. “Your eyes. Don’t strain them. I don’t want you to remember this moment so clearly.”

The boy clasped her hand, shaking. “No, I can’t. I failed you.”

“You didn’t know.” Blood pooled around them. The girl caressed his face. “I’m sorry, my dear.”

Confusion washed over the boy’s face. “Why?” He whispered. She brushed her lips against his hand.

“Perhaps in another universe, we’ll get our happy ending.”

A wail filled the forest. And the boy was alone.

[glitchkilldelphinixdj]

Did a new portrait piece of my self-insert OC, been a while since I drew a full piece of her in her armor..!

[yuelime]

Perfection. Chef's kiss. Kudos. Pls make more.

[cha0s-boyy]

cringetober day 2: self-insert! in the name of catching up, and also wanting to show off this first drawing of him first, i'm using a piece i did a few weeks ago. i present to you: my bluey self-insert (he/him)! (background directly from the show)

[ID: two digital drawings of an anthropomorphic dog character in the style of the TV show bluey. he has long fur, styled as hair on his head, and one pointy and one floppy ear. he is dark gray with black, pinkish brown, and off-white markings; the black is on the top of his head, his ear tips, lower back, and tail tip, the brown is on his ears, cheeks, snout, tail, and legs, and the white is on his eyebrows, inner ears, lower face, paws, and a chevron around his body. in the first image, the edge of his fringe is brown, and in the second it is dyed hot pink. the background in both is a garden and hedge with another house and some scenery visible behind it. /end ID]

[snootlestheangel]

To Love, To Let Go Snippet

It's the context for the Nik quote as requested by my lovely mutual @stuffireadandenjoy

Cried while writing this for a variety of reasons, most were unrelated to this, but the main reason is the actual Nik quote and just yeah :)

Constricting darkness swarms around, taunting whispers fading in and out as she plummets. The end so close yet so far, release from this hellish prison just out of reach.

She chokes on a sharp inhale, and a fit of coughs rattles through her. After taking a shaky breath, Bailey flips the covers off and slips out of bed. She wrings her shaking hands together as she leaves her room, looking into the bedroom directly to the right of hers.

A slight whimper escapes as she realizes the other bedroom to be empty. Bailey wraps her arms around herself as she begins to shake, and instead she turns to head into the main part of the house. The tension in her shoulders relaxes slightly as she spots Nik leaning against the counter, frowning down at his phone. She glances around as she takes a couple more soothing breaths, arms still wrapped tightly around herself.

"Are you okay?" Nik asks, and Bailey startles slightly at the sudden break in silence. She's met with a concerned frown, and she tries to nod and ignore the building knot in her throat. Nik doesn't seem convinced, and his concern doesn't waver.

Tears begin to form in her eyes as Bailey shakes her head no, and Nik is quick to relax the frown into something gentle. She looks in the direction of the bedrooms, vaguely gesturing as the words catch in her throat.

"He had an emergency to deal with at work. He would have told you, but it is rare you sleep through the night so he did not want to wake you." Nik responds, perfectly understanding what her concerns were. Large, dark eyes turn to him, wet with tears as Bailey sniffles.

"He is fine, I promise. It is a stupid reason he had to leave, and he'll be back soon." Nik's voice lowers into a comforting rumble as he speaks, and the explanation seems to suffice, as Bailey nods her head and wipes at the growing tears in her eyes.

"What can I do to help you?" Nik asks, voice gentle as he regards the increasing frustration clear on Bailey's face. She sniffles again, shrugs her shoulders, and waves her hands a bit as she tries to form the proper words.

"Can you lay with me for a bit?" Bailey whispers, uncertain if her quiet request is heard.

"Of course." Nik responds just as softly, and he follows her as she leads him to his and Price's room. She crawls into the bed, throwing the blankets over herself as she tries to calm her shaking body. Nik gets into the bed beside her, laying on his side to face her, concern still drawn on his face. She doesn't say anything, just lies there and lets a few quiet tears fall. Nik has almost admitted she won't explain what had her so shaken up when she suddenly sniffles again and clears her throat.

"I had a bad dream. I was scared cause I was alone. I was still alone when I woke up, so I get even more scared." Bailey mumbles as she snuggles further into the blankets. Nik doesn't say anything, instead settles for a quiet hum of understanding.

"I just wanted someone to lay with. I don't even know why." Bailey's voice squeaks as more tears begin to fall. Nik takes a deep breath as he thinks on how to respond. He doesn't want to push her; this is the closest she's let him be, the most she's confided in him with, and he desperately doesn't want to mess it all up.

"Often times, the best way to comfort us from our fears, is to be reminded you are not alone." He whispers, and she suddenly looks up at him, eyes wide with unshed tears.

"And you are not alone. Not anymore, and never again." A small, choked sob rattles Bailey at his words, and she inches closer to rest her head against Nik's chest. He lets out a shaky breath as she begins to cry into him, and his arms quickly wrap around her. He holds her close as he rubs soothing circles on her backi.

"I know, Bailey. It is a lot, but you are doing good. You're safe here."

~~~~

Not featured above is Price coming home and seeing the two still curled up, but both fell asleep again. He struggles not to immediately start crying, so instead he sits on the bed next to Bailey and puts a hand on Nik's arm. Nik wakes up a bit, lifts his other hand to wipe Price's tears, and they just stay like this. For a minute or so, just at peace and together <3

[minsu-the-cowardly-human]

Hermeyyy heheee...

I loveee having a festive fictional crush hehe...anyways I'm going to watch the movie soon but I figured I would doodle Hermey w/my self-insert oc first :3 Merry Christmas eve to those who celebrate!!!

Hermey: Hehe...

[n0vatsu]

Saturn💕🪐

She is now an self-insert oc and has her own lore:D

[loganthrives]

Just posted a new chapter of The Devil You Don't, my self-insert Obey Me drama longfic 💜

[punchweasel]

Had a shower thought months ago for the start of a self-insert-OC fic for Cult of the Lamb, and while it's only one chapter and I only have the next few planned and not written yet, thought fuck it why not post it. Not beta red, I wrote it for fun & practice and my fox enby Punch is the design for the main character.

[necroneos]

Drew my adorable Lily girl (Liliana)

Girl is perfect wifey material, Fugo gonna be a happy man forever. I plan on digitally lining and coloring this but I don't have my iPad with me.

Also, have Viola being a bad girl. I leave it up to the viewer to decide who is telling her 'Don't even think about it.'

[eternalbarbarian]

another self-insert oc. still likely goes by red/rusty/icarus (picrew)

not admitting to what the self-insert is from lol. lmao. but genre-wise he's modern magical fantasy. urban fantasy.

the first is meant to be the 'normal' form, the second/third a 'glamored/normal' version

makes a lot of deals with a lot of beings. i like the concept of a magic user that isn't really connected to a diety but who still interacts with them a lot. does a lot of gopher work for anyone/thing that needs it. conceptualized first as someone who sort of 'clenses' places of various magic residue focusing on that related to long-term presence and worship of deities. developed to also sort of ferry around alters and temples somehow and spirits and shit. makes a lot of deals with a lot of beings to help move shit to new followers and locations. known to let a spirit do a mild spot of possession to experience new shit. for a price.

born human, possibly non-magical or was just born very magically adaptable/flexible? less fragile in the presence of shit that would normally drive mortals insane, at like, cost of original general magical strength or something. the physical supernatural appendages and such and stronger/diverse magic comes from deals and mutation from being around so much magic.

quite literally miraculous hes still alive. got REALLY lucky with his first few deals, grew from there.

the stripes are scales, probably wears an eyepatch over "blind" eye while glamoured