#Artist OC

[cute-girls-from-vns-anime-manga]

アキ by MaeNoo

[lesbianslvt666]

Road Trip?

College au!

Mean! athlete!Ellie x trying to stand up for herself! Kind of an art major?(f)reader lmao

Ofc not proof read

pt 2 pt 3 pt 4 pt5

Synopsis: Ellie and you are roommates in your shared dorm, both in different majors, you ever see each other when it comes to be at the dorm, on parties or with Dina, your shared best friend. At first Ellie was nice, always kept to herself but never mean, until she got her first college girlfriend, everyone keep telling you how much she looked like you, including Dina. So when Ellie "cheated" on her ex, her reputation went from friendly reserved football player, to fuck girl, "I got all the girls" asshole, or so it seemed to you…

My eyelids dropped without my permission and sometimes closed. My neck sank in. My hand coincided with the brush, creating a large stripe on the canvas that hid the hours of work I had put into the face.

that was the part of the self-portrait I had the most trouble with.

When I saw my disaster, I groaned and stepped back as not to lash out and destroy the painting.

I looked at it from that distance. I realised that the proportions were off, that I lost the intensity of the pose. that the colours weren't strong enough in important areas, but too bright in others.

"Forty-five minutes," I jumped up from the floor and looked back at the familiar voice.

She chuckled and pointed to the picture, "The proportions are off," and I rolled my eyes at her remark.

"no shit sherlock" I slumped my shoulders and moved my head back and forth as the pain in my back got worse.

From behind me, I felt her arms sneak up to my shoulders and rub them with her calloused hands. "You know, I feel like you're thinking about this too much." I felt her hot breath tickle my ear, so close to my neck, so close to my face.

There wasn't much I could do. I let myself fall into her embrace, both of her arms now towering over me, holding me close, intertwining at my waist.

My body relaxed, but my heart beat so fast that I could feel it in my mouth

"Why don't you want me to make you feel good?

"I don't trust you, Williams." I rolled my eyes and turned on my heel to look at her.

The hairs on my arms bristled, don't let her win, my mind screamed as I tried to keep my gaze on hers.

She closed the space between our bodies, and I realized I wasn't moving.

thereupon she tilted her head a little to the side without taking her eyes off me, her grin widened, oh she knows, she knows she can't win, not his time...

I felt her towering over me, her body was so close to me I could smell her shampoo. I felt the warmth her body radiated, I could hear her breathing. My shoulders slumped forward and I shifted my line of sight.

She was laughing so hard at my pathetic attempt, I am tired, her presence irritated me. "What do you want anyway, Williams?" "I just want to help my lovely roommate," the playful grin on her handsome face grew even wider, "I don't need your help..." Ellie moved closer to me and put a hand behind her ear in a cartoonish way, "Speak up babe, you know I hate it when you whisper."

"I am too busy for your shit, plus, don't you have your exam tomorrow? You should study." my voice sounded a bit rougher than I expected, the hand that was behind her ear, was now in her heart. she opened her mouth, opened her plump lips, and closed her eyes while faking a gasp. "don't know, if you care about me or if you hate me" she turned around after seeing my uninterested reaction "Okay, well. fine... I have something to ask you, or rather propose to you." she picked up her backpack and opened it, holding out a scribbled note to me, her handwriting read.

"Van rent= on Joel

Feeding and extras= on us

Gas= on Joel"

"Okay, do not look at me like that, Y/N!". I handed her back the note, the simplicity of which, actually gave me more questions than answers.

"What's this?"

"t's a road trip, a van trip, an almost-everything-paid-for plan!" her face was beaming, her hands moving from side to side as if it was not obvious enough

"I mean yeah, but why are you showing me this?" didn't she wanted to get as far away from me as possible? As far as I knew, she did not like me.

"Doll, you fried all your little brain cells, trying so to figure out how to get your picture?" she rolled her eyes "look, the plan was Dina" I looked at Ellie with raised eyebrows "our Dina?" "Our Dina" she confirmed, calming down a bit as she was still having a hard time sharing our friend with me. "Her boyfriend Jesse and I." she paused, her features tightening. "but Dina did not want to let you down for spring break, so you are invited." she sat down on the mattress, opened her legs to be more comfortable, propped her forearms on the bed and looked at me.

"So, all I have to pay for is ..."

"Food and extras," she interrupted me, running a hand over her face, "I read it, but what are extras?"

"I do not know, Y/N, souvenirs maybe? Whatever else you want to buy?"

"Where do you wanna go?" "I do not know, Y/N. We are going to the beach, LA maybe, and then to Chicago, Broadway, all that good shit"

"Who's driving?"

"Jesse and me."

"Does your dad know I am going too? Did he agree?" Ellie rolled her eyes.

"He's not my dad. but yeah, he knows. Dina asked him if you could come. he still thinks you are the "cute girl who helped me bring my stuff to the dorm." he likes you more than I do."

"Well, I like him more than you."

"Shut up." she tensed and looked down, shying on me. I considered teasing her a little for that, however I choose to ask a different question.

"For how long? "

"The whole spring break. We'll be back a few days before school start." she said now, bored of looking at me, looking at her hands up close.

"look, sleep on it okay? You look like a living corpse" her remark came after I didn’t answer the last part.  "you wake up tomorrow morning, ditch the first few lectures, finish the painting and you tell me what I wanna hear" she was now standing, rocking side to side.

"and what do you want to hear?" I stepped closer, squinting my eyes, my head moved to the side in anticipation.

"I wanna hear you say yes Doll."

[angelcorefan]

Kinitopet oc!?!

Meet my octopus oc Simon who’s the book nerd of Kinitos crew he tends to stick to his books or stay close to Kinito having an odd attachment for the pink axolotl!, Simon is quite literally the brains of the crew being able to solve most problems with logic!.

He totally isn’t obsessed with Kinito himself no totally not

[pinkhellhasademon]

Bruhh Priest is not Priesting. DmiTree doodle 😔😔😔😔

[imapurplecandle]

It's been a while Tumblr, but here's a re-hash of my spidersona, Ink-Spider

[buffythevampirelover]

Fantasy Picrew (oc tag game) ✨

Rules: use this picrew to make yourself as a fantasy character, then make some of your OCs into fantasy characters or use ones from a fantasy story! Tag whoever you want to play next

^ me as a cat, Renée as a deer (rrof), Nyssa (fantasy wip)

I'll be tagging @kaylinalexanderbooks @little-mouse-gardens @theeccentricraven @blind-the-winds @dandelion-jester @theharpywrites @talesofsorrowandofruin @laplumedemaureen + anyone else who wants to :)

[metalichotchoco]

Symbiotic relationships can be a beautiful thing

[prawns-potion-brews]

Tfw you finally get around to creating an art style for ur artist character (Arsenic) and you absolutely are in love with it.

Obviously I’d need to expand with it some more, but I’m so happy with how these concepts came out ,,

And of course— with Arsenic being a tattoo artist and all, I’m certain that he had learned several styles over the years with practice. But I also picture him having a sortaaa…horror-esc/Tim Burton inspired art style which he defaults to, and often draws portaits in. I imagine he de-stresses when drawing swirly/hatched patterns like this..

I also have an idea of how he’d draw himself, though its more uncanny territory so I put it under the cut.

…It looks human, but something just ain’t right.

[splatzzlive]

MORE ART OF THE OC!

her creation

[foxkid-draws1323]

Hehheh :3

[radioanarchist]

WIPE THE SYSTEM

[demigoddessqueens]

my lady, the artist

This is based per a DM request from @lady-mandalorian-fett for an OC. Had such a fun time writing this one

and this is my first request for this 🎥

Also read here on ao3

How could one begin to describe her? Ebenezer always knew she was a constant presence in his life.

Childhood friend, wife, mother of his child and the secretary for his business. The art she gracefully crafted on the side added an element of life to the building and in their home. Though he was known as a stringent miser, the emotions slipped through the cracks whenever he saw Victoria’s art.

But there was more to it, as it was for such a woman. In learning more to change his life, the harrowed Scrooge re-examined the life that had been gifted to him. Only he never truly realized it until now.

Past showed him how the torch had long been lit since the beginning. Yes she loved him, always did since they were children, despite the feelings he long held for Isabelle. The guilt he felt when Ebenezer realized why Victoria kept her distance for a while, and how he never bothered to check on her at that time. Even after the heart-breaking separation from Isabelle, he thought creating happiness and starting anew was best in marrying her. But the lingering sadness still remained, and his obsession with money clawed at his heart, despite Victoria’s reassuring protests.

Present was eager to show the older man that there was still a spark that had yet to flower as before. The sight of his nephew and employee’s toasts pulled at Ebenezer’s emotions, until she came into view. Victoria had insisted on taking their young child to visit those of her family before returning back on Christmas. But it was the words she spoke that echoed in his mind.

“Deep down, I know he cares. There’s a heart underneath those layers, and call me a fool or what have you for wishful thinking, I still believe he’s capable of true change. If not for me or his child…”

Yet To Come revealed the bleakness of his absence in Victoria’s life. A father taken too soon, and a husband that was mourned by one who still wanted to see the good in him. Even as doom threatened him, Scrooge’s protests called out to the love he let slip through his fingers.

After he awoke from the harrowing visions from the night, Scrooge reveled in the newfound appreciation and love for life. He’d tell her, make things right again with Victoria, and live life to the fullest every day with her and their child. His two greatest loves.

After preparing for the Christmas Day, Victoria had returned from her trip. Sweet, beautiful Victoria with her exquisite features and natural grace. Scrooge ran like a mad man to her, cupping her face into his hands as the locks tickled his face when he kissed her.

“I love you, and I wish to never be apart from you, my love. My treasured wife…”

[angelcorefan]

Interact with the boys however you want :3

[aster-core]

Meet Charlie 🥀!

Nobody knows how he ended up being Phobos' assistant/secretary LMAO

Well at least he's alive and whole

🏵️🥀

I'm quite excited and I really love the drawing of this oc with which I'm going to let loose a little creativity and experiment!

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[balkanmermaid]

she was a skater girl, he said "see ya later girl"

[metalichotchoco]

Yippee x2