#shifter OC

[awkwardosthe3rd]

MMmm Ipos posting

[dorkiethedork]

This barbarian's comin in swingin! Tufani for @zephyrbug

I'm slowly uploading all my attacks from Artfight. ;;

[isabeauwolf]

What's everyone thinking of my Villainess OC Mary/Silver from My Hero Academia? (Art done by @kurumi-igarashi) Thank you again! 🥰 Thank you, Slay for the giveaway! @slayfics I'm still so happy that my girl has come to life! T-T

My Villain Academia/My Hero - Villainess: Mary/Silver!

Kai Chisaki's/ Overhaul's fiance, future wife and Mistress of the Shie Hassaikai 🐦‍⬛🐺🌸 They were arranged to be married by the previous heads of their clans, Pops and her mother Lady Sara.

This beautiful and cheerful, plus sized she-wolf isn't a pushover. As the heiress to her own yakuza clan from overseas, she's a skilled assassin; specializes with guns, knives and hand to hand combat.

She is patient and sassy, with a smart mouth. Often gets her into arguments with Shigaraki as his trainer in leadership, and doesn't baby him 🤭 Handyman's got a crush on her.

She will butt heads with Kai every now and then, but she's a devoted spouse for him.

Dabi's obsession with Mary starts out as curiosity, trying to steal her away from her birdman, then the casanova falls for her hard and fast.

Mary's over protective and nurturer nature immediately makes her claim Eri as her own child.

She thinks of Toga as a younger sister and Twice as an older brother; members of her pack.

Villainess name: Silver

Hobbies: reading, baking and cooking

Favorite things: cherry blossoms 🌸 books, cheesecake and pancakes

Dislikes: liars, and thunderstorms

Height: 5'6

Fun fact: Kai gave Mary her cherry blossom necklace as an engagement gift. She never takes it off.

Yes, she is wearing Overhaul's jacket~ ;)

@lucyblue101

[ashleyrowan]

My D&D character Rory from an Eberron game I'm in!

[luqlustra]

I finished another reference and redesign of an old character! His name is Orion and he’s a shifter/ranger!

I remember when I created him I wanted his armour to reflect a cryptid of some kind hehe. The cloak he wears has a rippling lightning kind of affect on it [because I thought it would be cool if bears made up of thunder clouds existed]

[pegasus-anarchy]

Zafire: *tail wagging energetically.*

Tamlin: What is it now?

Zafire: I don’t know.

Zafire: This happens mostly when I see you.

Zafire: I think I just like you a lot.

Tamlin: *voice breaking* That’s cute…

[ranchracoon]

To Be The One Master Post

Mother Miranda x Fem Shifter MC

Faekah has finally landed her dream job to make the world a better place. Every test, class, excruciating hours of studying, and years of servitude to the military paid off. The people she works with love her, she loves her work, and everything seems to be going well. Until she starts noticing people around the building who weren't there before, and many more armed guards surrounding her job site. Colleagues say it's precaution or corporate spies because of secret files being leaked. One of those files landing right in her lap and spilling secrets about herself she never knew. In the blink of an eye, she's left alone in the snowy mountains with only her training, smarts, and a name: Miranda.

Author's Note: This story will have events/references to Resident Evil: Biohazard and Resident Evil: Village. My knowledge of the Resident Evil universe is limited to wiki and those two games. I apologize if I screw up timelines or connections between events.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

[angstyaches]

Augusnippets Day 3

Prompt: Thunderstorm, requested by anon

OCs: Mitsuko and Bastian

Word Count: 476

CW: fear, werewolf whumpee, (oblivious) human caretaker, secret identity.

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“Oh, mahal,” Bastian murmured under his breath. He had been waiting for her with a towel as she had plodded miserably from the building’s exposed walkway into their genkan. He had barely given her a chance to slink off her drenched platform boots before he had ushered her into their western-style living room and parked her in front of the space heater. It was early summer, which meant he had gone rummaging through the cupboards to get it out for her. 

Now he was scrubbing at her hair and shoulders with a dry towel that was quickly becoming less dry. 

And yet the tension was reluctant to let go of Mitsuko’s trembling muscles. The frown felt permanently welded onto her face. The rainwater felt as though it had not only penetrated her clothes, but her skin, too, and was driving its spiky coldness deep into her bones. And as if that all weren’t bad enough, each clap of thunder that barreled up through the building’s foundations and into their cramped living room made a growl sneak up behind her teeth. She was fighting a war with her own face, desperate to keep from baring her gums in front of Bastian.  

“You’re shivering, Mitchie. You’re like a poor little puppy who got lost in the storm.” 

Puppy?! Was he... What was he getting at?! Mitsuko stomach did a queasy, nervous flip that had nothing to do with the clapping of thunder outside. She hungrily scanned the glossy brown of his eyes, the curve of his mouth, the set of his jaw. Her nostrils flared as she calculated his intentions the best she could, sifting the air for any shift in his pheromones that might indicate that a confrontation was imminent. 

But... no. Bastian was just a little sad. Probably because his joke – she was now fairly certain it had been a joke, albeit one that struck a little too close to home – had made him think about real puppies getting lost in the storm. It was just the kind of thing that – 

Thunder crashed overhead. It sounded just like a tree cracking in half. 

A growl rumbled in Mitsuko's chest as she squeezed her eyes shut, sucking a steadying breath in through her teeth. Her lips curled back from her gums, her jaws gnashed harshly, and she felt goosebumps bristle all the way up her back until her hair practically stood on end. 

A defensive snarl slipped out when he grabbed her, taken by surprise, but found herself pulled her into a hug. She was freezing and damp against his dry clothes. Once she settled, Bastian lifted his hands and gently cupped them around her ears. 

She settled her forehead against his chest. When the next clap came, she barely heard it, focusing instead on the soft, squelching blip, blip, blip of his heartbeat behind his ribs.

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@augusnippets

[the-horde-archive]

the sillies in alcohol marker form <3

Ocs depicted are my boy Áinle (upper, he/they) and my friend's character Asterlin (lower, also he/they)!

[cosmirii]

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[kira-mortham]

Some DnD related art, could also be taken as dcu/mcu Lucian

Gotta love 2 levels of exhaustion caused by bad choices and hydrophobia.

(He had nightmares 2 nights in a row so far)

Bonus art I havent digitized yet

♡I love my old soul idiot ♡

He's a bard if anyone was curious, he also lost his ability to smile due to a fei curse over the Carnival as a child. Yippee!!!

[itsskoll]

we're not even doing Saltmarsh yet I just wanted to make a dude Morgyn's patron? Hunger of the Deep, Svalar Unnir (bg is a stock image bc i was rlly tired at the time)

Backgroundless below cut

[isabeauwolf]

I don't know who's other oc's would do this but, Mary would drag Tomura out of his room to made the man take a shower and make him something to eat.

--------- sneak peak ------

Did this male on survive on instant ramen and energy drinks? Was Kurogiri not feeding him? Mary though every time she caught a glimpse of the lanky males body, the poor man was underweight and she didn't like it. She couldn't help it, the nurturer in her was screaming to give this stubborn, bratty, whiny man baby some actual food.

From the videos All For One had send her as part of her request. The man was quick on his feet and a quick thinker when push comes to shove, but it won't be enough, if the man wanted to surpass his Master. He needed to build his body with muscle to throw people off in case he's unable to use his hands.

Another thing she noticed was his constant scratching. It reminded her of Kai's hives whenever he used his quirk, but instead of hives or a rash appearing on Tomura's neck, he would just keep scratching whenever he was frustrated, irritated or stressed.

A coping mechanism, if she had to guess.

If Tomura scratched at his neck whenever she was around. She would slap his hand away and threaten to place her pair of quirk erasing handcuffs she used for capturing her targets on him; that made him shut up.

His face burned a bright shade of red. From anger or embarrassment, she didn't care.

It's only been almost a week and this is already going to be a long training session. Mary though and inwardly sighed.

"Fine, whatever," he huffed, sliding off the bar stool and marching around the bar towards his room in the back. "I'll continue gaming, so I don't have to look at your ugly face," muttering under his breath and gritting his teeth.

Mary giggled it was fun to tease Tomura Shigaraki, it was clear that he was a loner, and she imagined that his deadly quirk didn't make things any easier.

Kurogiri walked through the threshold, his brightly yellow orbs staring hard at the she-wolf. "Lady Silver, why do you tease Master Tomura so much? It seems unwise to anger him."

Mary blinked. "He doesn't need to be babied, Kurogiri. If he's going to be a man-child and act like a baby, throwing temper tantrums while I'm trying to offer him guidance than I'll treat him like a child." She sighed, tying her long silver-white hair into a high ponytail. "All For One wants me to train him in leadership. I can't do my job, if he's being difficult. We are running out of time and my time limit is almost up." She walked over towards the mist user, squeezing by and continued down the hall, following Tomura's scent. "I'm retiring after I'm married."

Kurogiri's eyes widen, quickly turning and watch walk away. "So soon after your return, Lady Silver? Have you already found a mate?"

Mary stopped in her tracks, ear twitching and she tilted her head from the shock in his usually calm voice. "Yes, Kurogiri. A promise is a promise, and I intend to keep it." She left it there and kept walking.

It makes sense, she has only been back in Japan for a few weeks.

A pout formed on her lips, her engagement to Kai wasn't official until tomorrow morning. Then everyone in the underground will know of their arranged marriage and their wedding soon after; followed by the rest of the world. She will still be her clans heiress, next head and queen, but she will be forced to stop taking on requests; the missions and assassinations assignments will be carried out by her men.

Reaching a door that had Tomura's name on the door. Mary closed her eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled and knocked on the door.

The man's rough voice answered, "I'm busy, go away."

Mary's smile widened as she swallowed back a giggle forming in the back of her throat, and knocked again.

"Dammit, I said go the fuck away!" He raised his voice, irritation and annoyance clear.

Mary turned the handle, finding it unlocked. Rookie 0, Mistress 1 she inwardly laughed, opening the door, watching as the man behind the door jumped. He was sitting on a beanbag, and he nearly disintegrated his controlled in his hands, if his pinky's hadn't halted.

Crimson iris' meeting violet and gold, his shock and surprise morphed into disbelief, anger and then rage. "What the fuck are you doing in my room, wolf bitch?" He growled, twisting his body to half way face her. "I said that I wanted to be left alone. Now get out."

Mary glanced around the room, Tomura's scent was everywhere.

Everywhere she looked, she saw opened and empty soda and energy drink cans, dirty clothes cluttering the floor. The inner clean freak in her was going off and she had to stop herself from snorting through her nose. Her lips tightened into a strained, sickly-sweet smile. Curse my overly cleaning nature, thanks Gramps.

Crossing the threshold, into his room and stood right behind him as the man before her glared harder, scowling. "What?" Pausing his game and placing his controller down onto the floor, turning towards her fully, waiting. "Whatever your gonna say spit it out already."

"God, it smells like stale musk, and a gaming loser in here." She's laughed. "Come on, time to get out and touch grass, newbie!" Curled her lips into a smirk as she grabbed the back of his black long-sleeved shirt, dragged Tomura from his room, kicked, seething and cursing as he threatened to turn her into dust. "Wouldn't wanna anger your Master, gamer boy. I ain't leaving until you bathe and eat something."

They reached the bathroom. She let him go, giggling as he quickly and instinctively jumped away from her, stood and glared. She tilted her head, crossing her arms over her chest. "What? Do I need to bathe you like a baby too?"

His crimson eyes widen underneath his mop of light blue hair. "Of course not!" He growled, a deep blush reddening his cheeks. "Get the hell out of here you, perverted wolf!" His hands twitching, curling and uncurling.

Mary chuckled. "Nudity doesn't matter to me." She twirls on her heels, her back to him, giving him privacy, tail swishing back and forth lazily. "Whatever naughty and sinful thoughts are you thinking in that head of yours, online junky?"

"Nothing, dammit!" He growled, walked into the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it. Tomura stripped hastily, mumbling and cursing underneath his breath. "Damned wolfy." With a four fingered touch, practiced ease, he turned on the water and walked into the shower, body jolting in shock at the cold water before it warmed up. "Stupid, nosy, bossy, woman."

"I can hear you loud and clear, even through the water running, newbie." Mary commented behind the door, raising her voice.

Tomura turned, glaring through his wet hair as he jumped once more and cursed when he dropped the soap. "Are you my guard dog now, or what? Why are you lurking outside the bathroom?" He questions, picking it back up, lathering up the bar of soap in his hands with four fingers. The unfamiliar scent hit his nose, his brows furrowed. What the fuck? This isn't my usual soap. Cocking his head as it clicked, where this familiar feminine scent came from, oh come the fuck on! Tomura stared at the bubbles, jaw clenching, heat rising in his cheeks once more as his heart thudded hard in his chest. "Were you in my bathroom, wolfy?!"

Mary's string of giggles and cackles were his only answer as she spoke through barks of laughter. "Sorry... sorry... Kurogiri offered me the shower while you were gone... when I came back from my morning run." She huffed out a few more chuckles as she calmed down, breathing labored. "Don't worry, I don't have any cooties or nothing. What are you like five? If it bothers you so much, you can either have it, or I'll take it back, which it is?"

She was in here, naked? Tomura's eyes widened at his own gross thoughts, shaking his head to will the h-scene images away. Damn this woman. His inner bratty self answered and mouth moved before his brain did. "No, I touched it, it's mine now." Why the fuck did he say that?! He gripped the soap against his chest as if she was going to break into the bathroom and take it from him like a spoiled child.

Why did part of him want her to come in?

"Alright, suit yourself." Mary replied without a fight. "I'm going to make you something to eat before going home. Take your time, don't speed-run in there, m'kay?" The floorboards creaked as she walked down the hall and away.

The nerves twisting in Tomura's belly slowly went away as he released the breath he didn't know he was holding and his body relaxed. Leaning his head against the shower wall, closing his eyes and sighed, trying to steady his breathing back to normal. He knows why his Master wanted her to teach him, he knows his Master wouldn't be here forever, and he will have to take up the torch as the next Symbol of Villainy and Evil, the next Overlord and Demon King.

What Tomura doesn't get is why this mysterious wolf woman getting into his head in such short amount of time? He usually doesn't care about other NPC's or mobs unless it was necessary for the quest line to move on.

She's not like the others. She doesn't fear me. She smiles at me, it's genuine and heartfelt. He thought reopening his eyes once more, blinking and staring at the bar of soap that was hers. He inhaled its scent again, vanilla and brown sugar, it's the same sweet fragrance she wore on her skin earlier. It explains why her hair was damp when he came back, she had used his bathroom, washed and bathed here instead of waiting until she got back home or a motel.

Tomura placed the bar back into the soap holder, placed the lather and suds over his body, he felt himself shudder as goosebumps formed and spread on his skin, releasing a silent gasp. Why? Why was her scent and the though of her running her hands over his body clouding and fogging his mind?

----------- end of sneak peak------

I know, I talk about Mary's relationship with Overhaul and Dabi a lot on here, so I figured I'd give Tomura some love too.

Compared to her other two mates, Tomura and Mary butt heads a lot.

She doesn't coddle him or baby him, but pamper him and feed him, yes. She can't let the man-child under her charge go hungry.

Well, what's think?

Tag list: @booksooks @doumadono @cherry-queens-blog @lucyblue101 @fanofflames @fairymama624 @lura-valentine @angelblueflame

[rathma]

hawk life hacks: spam thunderous smite

[oofworm]

Got a bit excited designing my bird shifter dnd oc and drew a transformation scene before I even have a design for them lol

[undertale-writing-times]

So with Shifter, since they're a... well... shapeshifter can they turn into any monster? Is there a form that they WOULDN'T take on?

They can change their forms to be whatever they want! Even things that aren't people or monsters. Even chairs and such.

But they would never, for some reason, take on the form of a Grillby. They say that it's because it's just too hard to get the fire to look right.