#I bump into ocs and artists I never thought I would on tumblr but then WOOP there they are!.

[sketchy-tour]

Maybe I'm just silly, but I've particularly drowned myself so much in WH content that I get a little surprised when I see a new follower and I immediately recognize either their OC or WH art from one of my many deep dives into the WH tags.

[factual-fantasy]

21 asks, some old some new, all basically just heart warming compliments. ♡ඩᴗඩ♡

You’re welcome!! And thank you so much!! Something I always love to do with characters like this is give them some crazy depth. Give answers for things that the media they’re from never answers. I always work really hard to make it all fit together and really feel natural and I’m so happy you noticed! (இ﹏இ`｡)

I’ll be sure to. I’m still feeling really crummy mentally, but taking a break from my lovely community of fans certainly didn’t make me feel any better. XD

Pfff Kitty cat Pirate man XD

Well you’re sort of right. Captain Barnacles is my favorite character 100%, but the reason why I draw those two together so often is because the show has established that they are really good friends. 

Where ever the Captain is, Kwazii is usually nearby. Kwazii was the only one that knew about the Captains fear, Kwazii is the Octonauts lieutenant, which probably means that they spend a lot time around each other. They share a bed pod, they have had these little interactions that don’t happen with anyone else. Like fist bumps, shoulder pats etc.

They’re even used as an example of symbiosis in the crab and urchin episode! Now, you can interpret that how you’d like, but I believe the show is somewhat subtly trying to push the point that these two are best friends, like family even.

So when ever I draw Captain Barnacles, I always have an incentive to draw Kwazii with him. :}

Honestly by my headcannons, I feel like Kwazii would need it more than anyone else really. But yeah, the Captain could really use me a pick me up. XD

Dawww you’re welcome, I’m just glad everyone likes my art so much. ♡●ᴗ●♡

Th-Thank you!! That’s so sweet!! I’ll Be sure to keep making them!- Be sure to drop in some suggestions you guys so I know what ya’ll want to see!! :}

COMMERE YOU

(before I left for a break)

Well I may have needed more time to “relax”, but I just missed you guys too much lol.

Wow! That’s a lot of shows! I don’t recall really watching.. any of them.. any way uh- that aside, there are several shows I used to watch as a kid. Some weren’t meant for kids but were still funny to me.

For one, like I’m sure a lot of people did, I watched SpongeBob.

I also used to watch, of course, Octonauts. Although that was when I was a wee bit older.

I also used to watch The Three Stooges.. this one was for adults I think but it was still hilarious.

I also used to watch Beetle Baily, although this one was kind of like a once a year tradition type thing we did.

There may be one or two more but I don’t recall.. I mean, we did have one episode of speed racer that I watched over and over and over again. Or.. was it a movie? Heh, I uh, cant really recall.. 

(after my break announcement)

Thank you, turns out taking a break from Tumblr kind’a just made me miss the community. I felt really awful while I was gone but feel a little better after returning sooo.... guess I’m hangin around for a little while longer! :}

No I don’t ship anyone personally, although I can see how some of their dynamics could be seen like that.

Oh! No worries, that’s alright, and that thing is in the description as a heads up kind’a. If I tag my own art as ship or explicitly say it is okay to do so, then go for it. I just don't usually ship characters and don't want my art to be perceived incorrectly.. 

I have watched both Octonauts movies and season 1-3 on Netflix. When it comes to season 4, so far I haven't had much trouble just finding it on YouTube.

When it comes to watching season 4 in order, just go to the episode wiki, find the names in order and keep searching on YouTube until you’re sure you’re on the right episode. Pretty sure you can find basically all the Octonauts episode this way, go ahead and give it a shot! Hope it works!

To keep the fourth wall breaking to a minimum, what would my Transformer OCs think of Octonauts?

Suburban, A.T.Dragster, Green Truck, Escort, Vega, Red Van, Brown Suburban, Miata, AND Honda, most likely wouldn't really be interested and wouldn’t really have an opinion on the show, but they don't make fun of anyone who does watch it. No matter how old. Volvo specifically would respect the educational aspect of the show and most likely wouldn’t pick on anyone for watching it either.

U.M.Dragster would kind’a poke fun at the show and its imperfections. But low key is peeking around the corner wanting to know what the characters do next.

White Truck thinks it pretty cool and kind’a likes to watch it with others, but wont really go out of his way to watch it on his own.

Beluga would probably think its really cute, bet 10 bucks her favorite character is Kwazii.

Ranger would be hooked. She loves everything about Earths water and want’s to learn everything about it. Including the creatures that live in it. She would appreciate the show “dumbing everything down” for her, because she doesn’t know these basic things that kids know. Having everything “dumbed down” makes it easier for her to understand everything.

Jeepy’s driver used to make fun of me for watching it, but now he thinks it neat. So maybe he’d think its silly but eventually come around?

Bash Buggy cant see the screen-

But really Its cool though, he wouldn’t be all that interested in it even if he could watch it anyway.

Daww thank you! ♡●ᴗ●♡

Oh how cool! I never thought so many people grew up watching this too, I thought this show was really obscure! Glad I can share the nostalgia and joy with ya’ll through my art! :}

You mean the Vegimals? These little dudes?

I just haven’t had a good opportunity to draw them yet is all. 

Hmmmm.... let me think.. I feel like my Transformer OCs would mostly like certain aspects of seasonal things, not one season and all of its aesthetics as a whole.

Suburban, Red Van, Escort, Brown Suburban and Green Truck love the bonfire part of colder weather. The warm, bright and surrounded by loved ones aspect of it is what they enjoy. Especially Brown Suburban. He loves bonfires man. The more light and heat the better, that poor mech is freezing his aft off out there in that old manky dark shed all by himself. He just wants to be around his loved ones where its warm and bright.

Miata would probably like pumpkin spice lattes, and just that aspect of fall. Beluga and Honda however would be all over fall and all its traditions. They’d be all over every season really, always up to date with trends and having fun.

The Dragsters are all about summer and its aesthetics. Summer is the prime time for dragstrips and the weather they function most efficiently in so they’re all for it.   

Vega is more about fall. Sure its not really racing weather, but he does like all the pretty colors and the temperature is just right for him.

White Truck would like summer the most. He’d like the attire, the swimming, the warmth, all of it. He’d function a little on the edge I’d think though, he does have a bit of an overheating issue.. but still, I think summers for the win.

Ranger would like summer. Summer = more fish in the water. She loves to look at fish and be out in the water and just explore everything. Summer is when most of the fish are around so she’d really enjoy that. When it comes to seasonal outfits and food? Meh, waters cooler.

Volvo doesn't care for any weather or aesthetics honestly. But would prefer fall for its cooler temperatures. Having so many layers of armor is bound to make you overheat eventually.

Jeepy would like the fall and winter most of all, because of MUD. Going slipin, driftin and slidin with Bash is a real hoot, so he’d really like those seasons. He’s just built for them you know? Plus he’d kill a man for a glass of eggnog so he likes that aspect of cooler seasons too. :}

Bash Buggy likes summer and spring for the temperatures mostly. He also likes winter and fall, but because of the mud, he doesn’t like them for any other reason. Just the mud and goofing around with Jeepy. Everything else about those cold seasons are terrible, and he cant even see all the pretty colors and aesthetics so what does it matter? His body has no insulation anymore so the cold just eats him up, and he cant go outside in the snow because of his blindness and the cold. So he’s stuck shivering indoors while his friends go goof around in the snow without him. Colder seasons suck besides mud, the warmer ones are a win.

I don’t know, it just kind’a makes me uncomfortable. Not all artists are the same, not all artists like that.

It kind of feels like stealing to me in a way, I just don’t like it..

I want to, but I am completely halted by the knowledge that these comics don’t get much traction. They only get a handful of notes when I post them, which just makes them feel like a waste of time.

I’m weird about time. I don't like talking about my interests with others because I know I’m wasting their time and they don’t care anyway.

I am heavily discouraged to draw things online, not just because people steal, but because only a handful of people truly care and get excited about them.

And I mean, a handful of lovely followers, is a handful lovely followers. But you can see how a people pleaser like me would drift towards what people want me to draw instead of what I want to draw.

And when it comes to what people want me to draw? Besides those lovely few, people don’t want to see my comics.

[norfolkrp]

Congratulations Hillary, and welcome! You’ve been accepted as your original character Gabriel K’alyaan Kelley! Go ahead and set up your account, be sure to message the main from it.

Also, be sure to:

Make sure your ask and submit are open.

Follow everyone on the masterlist.

Track the tag norfolk: starter for open dash convos.

And tell us your initial reaction to Norfolk in the tag norfolk: talk!

1. OUT OF CHARACTER

Name/Alias: Hillary

Age: 25

Pronouns: she/her

Timezone: EST

Personal tumblr: persephoning.tumblr.com

Activity level: 5-6

Triggers: Removed.

What’s the secret password?: Removed.

How did you find us?: Via referral from Rhi and Eva

What character are you applying for? An OC.

Writing sample:

“I’m just sayin’, it looks like a really nice dog, Uncle Gabe. I could probably pet it.”

His nephew was sitting on the bumper of the moving van, swinging his feet to some internal rhythm, and giving him the sort of puppy eyes that would have made anyone else capitulate immediately. However, those people didn’t live with him 24/7 and those people likely couldn’t sense the antsy anxiety that the boy was clearly trying to ease by begging to make friends with the neighbor’s golden retriever. Gabriel sat the box of kitchen utensils down on the sidewalk with a muffled thump, sighed loudly, and turned to look at the dog himself. His abilities didn’t extend to animals, but it did seem like a good natured dog, he supposed. That didn’t mean he was going to let Ezra rush over and invite himself into its good graces though, because he knew that would turn into another request to then meet every person on the block. Not what he wanted to do today after several hours of driving, navigating, and contending with a cheery eight year old who only stopped talking long enough to eat or sleep.

“You could, but you don’t know for sure, so you aren’t going to. Besides, don’t you have a box of stuff upstairs that you need to set out? Mr. Otter and all his friends probably don’t want to spend all day in that stuffy box.”

An expression midway between a pout and a frown crossed the boy’s face, and a staring match commenced not long afterwards. Ezra knew he was right, and he didn’t like it all that much. There were things to see, people to meet, and spending an hour making his new room more homey was the last thing such an outgoing child would like to do. Especially after Gabriel had pulled the ugly card by playing on his nephew’s devotion to his stuffed animal collection. Not cool, obviously. Arms folded, Ezra began to glare from his perch on the edge of the van floor, and so his uncle matched the gesture. His facial expression was more mocking than serious though, and he turned it into a smile a moment later.

“After we get all this put away, we can ask about the dog. And the lady across the street you keep telling me looks so nice.” Gabriel offered, letting his arms fall to his side once more.

Small capitulations, he thought. Ezra looked unimpressed by the offer, though he knew from experience that he would hold his uncle to it until they actually did both of those things.

“And I’ll let you get pizza tonight, any kind you want.”

Eyes narrowed, Ezra slid carefully to the ground without breaking eye contact. Something about that offer shifted his mood, but there was something more needed.

“With pineapple?”

“Fine.”

Ezra gave him a tight nod and offered Gabriel a fist to bump, which he did a moment later. The boy then headed towards the house, pausing only to call over his shoulder once more.

“I want those cheesy bread things too though. And a brownie.”

It would be worth it for half an hour’s quiet, and so Gabriel nodded his assent before getting back to work on the boxes. Maybe it would mark a fresher, better start for them both, pineapple or no pineapple.

2. ORIGINAL CHARACTER

Full name: Gabriel K’alyaan Kelley

Age: 32

Sexuality: Pansexual

Species: Psychic

Psychic ability: Empathy

Occupation: Internist, with a subspeciality in infectious disease

Address: 13 Greengrass Grove, Edgewater

Quote: You never get over it. But you get to the point where it doesn’t bother you so much.

MBTI: INFJ

Positive traits (3): Meticulous, Kind, Disciplined

Negative traits (3): Self-Destructive, Blunt, Stubborn

Face claim: Martin Sensmeier

Biography:

People have always expected some grand, Horatio Alger style story to explain his rise from unwanted child to medical school and beyond. Several of his scholarships practically demanded it of him, and were disappointed at the dispassionate way Gabriel regards his past. At first there were aunts, friends of his mother, and other sundry relatives willing to watch himself and his older sister, never the same person for more than a few months at a time. Sometimes they would see their mother between these shifts, sometimes they didn’t, but Tallulah was then more of a mother to her five years younger brother than any of the substitutes along the way. Sitka to Juneau to Anchorage, and then into the custody of the state, once their mother had entirely vanished from their lives. The authorities tried to separate them many times over, it was easier to place one child than two at once, but one would always run away to rejoin the other enough times that eventually they were forced to market the two as a package deal. Tallulah was sixteen when they went into their last foster home, Gabriel was nine, and it is unlikely that either would have made it to adulthood without the steadying influence of Virginia Kelley, a leftover hippie who treated them like the children they had never been allowed to be before.

Tallulah was encouraged to follow her interests, told for the first time that she could do something worthwhile with herself, and Gabriel was given the same encouragement, albeit in a different direction. His sister was artistic by nature, gifted in many ways, but the one way that she wasn’t was supernaturally gifted. Gabriel, for all his love of science, could sense the emotions of others in powerful waves, and he hid this from his new guardian for many months with Tallulah’s help. It was safer, it was always their way around others, and so it was only under duress that he admitted this talent to their foster mother. He expected disbelief, loathing, or something equally negative given past experiences, but all he felt as he explained his talent to her in the kitchen one night after school was…acceptance. Amusement too, especially after she demonstrated her own ability to Tallulah and Gabriel both by reading off both of their thoughts like so much text on a page. This revelation marked a shifting point in their dynamic, a proper trust for once, and as the years passed some of the early wounds they both had long carried began to scab over with all of the love their foster (later adoptive) mother gave them. Gabriel was able to finish high school, to head off to college and eventually medical school, all things that would have seemed impossible when he was a young child.

Things were steady, they were normal, they were everything that he had wanted in his life. A sister and a mother attended his graduation from medical school, Tallulah even moved south with him when he decided to seek work in Washington State instead of their native Alaska. Looking back at that time now, he wonders if he should have been more wary of that contentment. He became an uncle not long after moving south, but his sister then moved further away, and he saw Virginia even less frequently. Maybe if they had been closer, maybe if he had stayed, maybe none of what went wrong afterwards would have happened. It’s reductive thinking, and he knows it, but in the years since he still wonders. Stage four breast cancer carried off Virginia, which she hid from him until it was too late for him to try to find better doctors or more likely treatments for her. That had been the first blow, but the second came a little over a year ago when a call in the wee hours of the morning at work informed him that his sister had been killed in a car accident on her way home from work. In one swift move he was the only remaining member of his family, except for his seven year old nephew Ezra. Gabriel knew too well what the foster system was like, and with Ezra’s father long since out of the picture, he suddenly had to learn how to be a father and uncle at the same time. He and Ezra have only moved to Norfolk recently after Gabriel took a position at a local hospital, and he’s hoping that it might be the sort of place where he can rebuild the safe harbor that he so greatly misses.