#OC: Akasa

[enolezdrata]

Something for our winter campaign and a reference of clothes for Reashi

[angelicdevil]

Commission info || Ko-Fi || Redbubble

Since they seemed fitting, I made OK KO versions of my Invader Zim OCs! Ditto And Agan are both in KO’s class, the Level ??? Folks are bounty hunters, and the dragons are a family hero team.

[disciple-of-frost]

Auraugust Day 27: Endwalker

Nidhana: Aether is an energy which permeates the land. It exists within animals, objects, and even the air we breathe, affecting all trough which it flows. Akasa, on the other hand, exists in a domain beyond our reach. A gift bestowed on high - or even torn from the heavens, in some traditions. Akasa can neither be created, nor destroyed. It is beyond our power to purposefully alter or manipulate. The only thing observed to influence it is an abundance of...I want to say “spiritual emotion.”

[bridalsmemoir]

Name: Mikako Akasa  Nicknames: Mika, Mii-chan (in childhood), Kai.  Gender: Female Species: Human (Sacrificial Bride). Age: 17 Sexual Orientation: Hetrosexual. Nationality: Japanese. Occupation: Student, 2nd year of Ryoutei High School. Voice Claim:  Kana Hanazawa (JP) (ENG VC TBA.) Physical Appearance: Mikako’s height is 5’4 and her weight is about 140 pounds. Her body looks sort of on the frail side but isn’t entirely weak. Her skin is pale but not as white as a vampire, and her skin is clear of beauty marks or blemishes. She wears glasses to help her eyesight and it frames her iris hues well. The way she always fixes her hair is by tying some of it in a braid and tying it tightly in a red bow. Her first picture is more accurate to how she would look. Aside from the school uniform that she wears, she sports leggings. Mikako dislikes the idea of customizing her uniform purely because she finds it a waste of time. In the Sakamaki mansion, her maid outfit to help the familiars around with is old fashioned. She wears a buttoned up-top that is held in place by a butterfly pin and wears a black ruffled apron over that, wearing a white skirt with a bit of petticoat for fluff. It reaches down to her ankles and the black apron covers the skirt as well. She also wears leggings underneath and wears tied-up brown boots. Outside of school, she wears girly clothes. Her favorite being lofty dresses that flow better in the wind. She refuses to wear pants because of how restricting they seem to her. Personality: Mikako is one to not stand out from the crowd. She is rather shy and does not really speak to anyone that is in her class. If she is talked to, the girl is rather soft spoken and is at times hard to understand. Mikako usually buries her face in books to avoid social interaction as much as she can and actively avoids talking to others. Aside from this, she does good in school and completes all her assignments. Mikako, as she would say, she was a mediocre student that doesn’t wish to strive for more. She is a very religious person. Almost every morning, every meal, and every night; the girl would pray to God about the goodness he has decided to give her by living with her little family in a small house. She is grateful for anything that is around her. Her peers, her well-being, and her family. But despite all of that, she is self-conscious about every action she takes. Mikako always asks about what she should do in certain situations and even calls upon God for answers, to which he has no reply. Mikako has unwavering faith in those she trusts and loves because of her sleeping desire to be taken care of and told what to do. Even if the most sinister of people would put on fake smiles, Mikako’s intuitive nature is incredibly low and is easily manipulated. Mikako is unsure of what her place in the world is and is frequently having trouble finding meaning in her life aside from worshiping the Lord.  Backstory: Coming soon.  Likes:  Ballet dancing, fairy tales, tea, ribbons (specifically red ones,) and silks. Dislikes: Broken bones, sprained ankles, coffee, unhappy/bad endings, needles. 

[ohimekat]

Finally did her face reveal I love her so much ;---;

[autumnslance]

BLINDSIDED and HELPED for the meme!!

(Yes these are taking me awhile. I do not control the rate at which I respond to prompts. You'd think so, but you'd be wrong. *pokes OCs with a stick, gets slapped back*)

send HELPED for a scene from my muse's past in which someone helped / saved them

“I can’t use magic,” Aeryn whispered, the admission stinging. “I’ve tried and tried, and I know it’s there, but it just…won’t come.”

The old woman nodded. “Perhaps one day you will find out how to change that,” she said. “But there is more than magic.”

Aeryn couldn’t help wrinkling her nose.

The old woman chuckled. “Yes, all the platitudes and reassurances you’ve doubtless heard before—but also more than that. Aether is not the only way in which we interact with the world.”

“But aether is everything,” Aeryn answered.

The old woman chuckled. “Spoken like a well-taught academic. Well, my teachings are not those of a university curriculum.”

Aeryn watched and listened, a small frown on her face, head tilted in curiosity. There were those who said the old weaponmaster’s wife was a witch. She hadn’t given the rumors any thought, when her stepfather had arranged her instruction for her requested nameday gift.

The old woman smiled, reaching a hand out. “Tell me, dear, in all your many readings, what did you learn of akasa?”

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(This one got a little long, so going below the cut, BUT how about something from my Free Company’s FF16 AU "On Our Fates Alight"…)

send BLINDSIDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were betrayed or shocked by what someone did

Everything was supposed to have been better, once Emelia brought her children to Thavnair.

Away from Coerthas, away from its never-ending war. Away from the Inquisition and the dragoons, away the betrayal of the village priest.

Away from the loss of her husband and home.

Instead, she stood in the opulent chambers of the Meghaduta, trying not to tremble in the face of divinity.

The great wyrm sighed heavily, pain in his motions. Her eyes flicked to the wounds and burns scarring his massive form. “Worry not,” he intoned, the words clear in her mind as much in her ears. “I shall heal.”

“I’m so…sorry,” she said, the word trite and absurd for the enormity of the situation. “I had no idea…”

Aeryn, so small and young, so timid now since the events in Coerthas, had panicked—and the Manusya Eikon of War, Asura, suddenly stood in her place, roaring in fury, light and fire and storm flashing with each of her many blades.

So Zaine, to protect his sister, had rushed forward, heedless of danger. And then in his place stood Daivadipa, the Mrga Eikon of War, drum rumbling, snakeheads hissing, as he met Asura in battle.

It had taken the island’s protector and true ruler, the Great Wyrm Vrtra of the First Brood, to stop them from leveling Vanaspati.

Her children were Dominants. Her children were Dominants.

Vrtra shook his head. “Thou has but recently returned to our shores, and while the Eikons often take time to manifest, thy recent struggles hath primed thy children to accept the gods’ favor.”

Favor. Not how they would say it in much of the world. Memories of the Inquisition, rumors of Garlean hunters, crowded her mind.

“What do I do?” she asked, voice small.

“The children must be guided, as well as guarded,” the wyrm answered. “They shall be my wards, and I will teach them to control the divinity within. To the rest of the world, they shall be under the care of the Satrap—those of Alzadaal’s line who maintain my secrecy. You understand you are now part of this secret.”

Emelia nodded, mouth dry. “I want to stay with them.”

“Of course,” Vrtra replied, a warm gentleness in his tone she had not expected. “I would not separate them from thee.” He looked away briefly in thought, and she could swear he was frowning. “Emelia, what dost thou know of Aeryn’s Eikon?”

She blinked. “Asura is the Goddess of War; not always well-regarded among our people, who ever strive for peace, under your all-seeing eye. She wields many blades, and has many faces, all aspects of why one fights in war—justice, vengeance, conquest…”

He nodded, stretching his torn wings with a groan. “I hath known many a Dominant of Asura in my time. Yet none have also wielded the power of dragons.”

“What do you mean?” 

“Asura drew not only upon her own power, but upon Aeryn’s own. The inherent qualities of her bloodline have affected this manifestation of the goddess.”

“What are you talking about?” Her voice came in a hoarse whisper, her heart hammering in her chest. What was happening to her baby?

Vrtra’s head hung low. “Many Coerthans carry within them part of my sister, Ratatoskr, betrayed by mortals a thousand years ago. And in the time since, those men call heretics have found ways to strengthen the dragon within, by consuming the blood and essence of other dragons, as their ancestors did her.”

Emelia stepped back, bile rising in her throat. “That’s not how I’ve heard the story,” she said. “They only speak of Nidhogg, and his rage. Regardless, my daughter is five—she’s no heretic, and we’ve never…eaten…a dragon!” The very idea was blasphemy, even if it wasn’t already disgusting.

“No, she hath not committed such a sin herself,” Vrtra agreed. “And yet I sense my sister’s daughter’s blood within her. Thou hast obviously not partaken. Which leaves—”

“No,” Emelia sobbed, clinging to herself.

They had said the old priest was a heretic, secretly corrupting others for decades. Corran had been one of the men in town to spend time with Father Comfraire. Corran had so often worked longer, later, than some of the others, with certain comrades. Strange behaviors, strange scents and stains, strange secrets she had never looked much into; she had her own harmless friendships and interests, didn’t she? She trusted her husband implicitly, why shouldn’t she?

Emelia had seen Asura’s red draconic face, in the place of fiery Vengeance. Heard the goddess cry out in the draconic language as she had slammed magics into the wyrm repeatedly as Daivadipa tried to wrestle her down.

Vrtra tried to continue to explain in his gentle, rumbling tone, but all Emelia could do was fall to her knees and scream.

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(No I did not proof Vrtra's Elizabethan language maybe later when it goes on Ao3.)

[purely-interests-here-not-much]

Absolutely amazing piece of art of my Digimon OCs I requested from the ever-so-lovely and pleasant, @makkiah-draws (seriously you have no idea how happy this made... (❁´◡`❁)❤️🌟🍎🐧), please give them a follow and like on their respective platforms to show them your support! Anyways... these are my OCs from my own little Digimon AU/story, Akasa Oginome 「赤佐荻野目」 and her "partner", Kiran the Impmon 「キラン」, or in my case for him, my little fan-variant of him, "Impmon Rascal" 「インプモン ラスカル」 (basically, a little sword-wielding Impmon, or a toy sword that he's wielding based around the Long Sword from the Digimon World 4/X game), I do have a whole fan variant evolution-line made up for him! Strangely... he remembers that he has a name, but nothing much else... he's just one of the Digimon that follow her around the "Digital World", as I have few more but I kinda wanna make this short and simple. ^^'

Kiran may still keep some of the traditional quirks of an ordinary Impmon, but he usually likes to playfully pretend to be a "Noble Knight", protecting the weak and his Princess/Prince, though he can be a bit of an cowardly lion and a crybaby, I.E going against a bigger Digimon, knowing full well that he might get his butt handed to him, but he doesn't let that stop him from protecting Akasa and friends! Little tidbit, even throughout his evolution line, ending at my variation of an certain tall (albeit... "big 💪"), dark, and handsome biker... Kiran is more so a sweet-tooth than an meat eater, and secretly likes to be held, or digivolves to flip it around to hold you. u///u Which Akasa (+CO.) usually likes to poke fun at him for, teasingly calling him her "Little Prince"... u///u She may not "show" much, but she secretly has a penchant for pranks, even so more than Kiran, but ones that borderline on the surreal/absurd (I.E, like Mai Minakami's pranks for Nichijou). Usually to get a reaction out of them for fun... ^^'

Decided to include the original just cause, made through an old flash game of an Digimon character creator, as I really can't draw worth jack... (wish I could -.-') Her Digivice would be based around the Smartphone Digivice from Last Evolution Kizuna, her smartphone having changed into a Digivice upon waking up in the Digital World.

Akasa's name and outfit drawing some inspiration from a multitude of sources I love, her last name, Oginome, in particular being from an anime that's near and dear to me... Mawaru Penguindrum, with her outfit bearing some similarities to Heather Mason from Silent Hill 3. In some ways, her outfit sharing a somewhat-similar color scheme to both her and Ringo Oginome's respective outfits? Though "shorts" underneath are supposed to be black leggings under her skirt, considering the flash game was from all the way from 2012 (feel old yet?)... had to make some adjustments. >>' I kinda originally imagined her with lavender hair, à la Rika Furude from Higurashi, but thought this made her stand out a bit much, as I wanted her to seem... "normal" to say? Kiran in the pic is wearing a small black, sleeveless hoodie and shorts his size, with his neckerchief being a red scarf he covers himself with, underneath it as bears similar scars/markings like Beelzebumon/Beelzemon from Xros Wars. As he would state, saying he felt a little... "naked" for some odd reason.

Anyways, this post is long enough as is, just wanted to share this and the artist here, once again, please give them a follow to support their work! ^u^

[tinygamertris]

Jude kir Dravis

WoL/OC tag meme! Tagged by @ecosystem-administrator, thank you!

Tagging in turn: @nights-at-crystarium, @graha-stan-account, any FFXIV fans who see this and want to go for it!

(Choose whichever WoL/OC you want, do it more than once, ignore me entirely. what am I, a cop?)

B A S I C S

Name: Jude kir Dravis (kir for Veteran Medicus)

Nicknames: Hey Jude, Judy, Mongrel (Derogatory)

Age: 24 at the start of ARR so probably somewhere around 27-29 at this point

Nameday: 21st Sun of the Fifth Astral Moon

Race: Half Garlean half-Keeper Miqo'te

Gender: Male leaning nonbinary

Sexuality: Homosexual

Profession: Medic, Scientist and Engineer in a big ol' mess

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C T S

Hair: Dark Brown, shaggy, formerly short but grew to jaw length during his time in Elpis

Eyes: Amber

Skin: Light dusty brown

Tattoos/scars: A scar on the left side of his face centred around a blade's cut with branching lightning-like patterns leading out from it, courtesy of Zenos yae Galvus in Doma. An Archon tattoo on his right shoulder post-Endwalker, for the studies he did on Akasa/Dynamis and how it manifests in Ultima Thule.

F A M I L Y

Parents: Father, a pureblood Garlean and head of House Dravis before the second Garlean Civil War; Mother (Mama), a Keeper Miqo'te who rose 'above her station' under Emperor Solus as a Medicus; Adopted Mother, his Father's pureblood Garlean wife. His Father and Adopted Mother have an open relationship and both have brought children and partners into the family through adoption.

Siblings: Three half-siblings through his father, one pure Garlean and two half Elezen. Two half-siblings through his adopted mother, both half Hyur. A sibling adopted from an orphanage after showing immense potential with magitek, pure Hyur (Gentian).

Grandparents: Father's parents, both pure Garlean, former heads of House Dravis, both deceased. Mama's parents, somewhere in Ala Mhigo, current status unknown. Adopted mother's parents, both pure Garlean, current heads of House Priscus. (Yes this means Maxima is a distant cousin.)

In-laws and other: No official in-laws but try telling House Fortemps that he's not family, they'll laugh in your face! Ameliance considered him family long before they met, and Fourchenault has been talked around to naming him a ward of House Leveilleur after seeing how much he adores and will protect the twins.

Pets: He had a pet cat called Scraps when he was young, but no pets since. He considers his life in Eorzea too disruptive (and downright dangerous since falling in with the Scions) to be a responsible pet owner.

S K I L L S

Abilities: Has inherited an empathic talent from his Azem, which manifested along with his echo during the aftermath of Carteneau. Two years training at the Magitek Academy in the Imperial City before transferring to Medicus training. Able to use a gun, gunblade and bow with decent proficiency, and a strong talent with the geometry and mathematics of the Arcanist and both its offshoots. Became a Reaper when the Telophoroi made their appearance with the full intention of returning to Garlemald and doing what needs doing to protect his people. Noble upbringing gave him some small diplomatic knowledge, but he prefers to leave that kind of thing to Alphinaud.

Hobbies: Cooking, sewing, reading, pretty much all kinds of crafting. Loves animals and has been known to spend off-days helping with chocobo stables all over Eorzea.

T R A I T S

Most positive trait: He has a deep, deep love for his friends and family, and will go to ridiculous lengths to protect them. If he decides you're one of his, you can expect him to go to the full extent of his abilities and then some for you.

Most negative trait: He has a lot of difficulty with life-long depression and anxiety, a habit of thinking that his problems 'aren't big enough' to try and get help for (he's on the spectrum but Garlemald doesn't have very good mental health anything let alone support), and these have combined into a nasty tendency to hide his negative feelings and bottle them up until he explodes.

L I K E S

Colors: White, black, grey and dark green.

Smells: Herbs from cooking and making medicine, mild soap.

Textures: Soft, fluffy, smooth and warm. Give him a nice soft fuzzy blanket and he's a happy lad.

Drinks: Cool to cold, fruity, sometimes fizzy. He loves lemonade with berries in it especially.

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: Not a chance, he knows what that does to people's lungs!

Drinks: Only occasionally, he doesn't enjoy being drunk and tends only to partake at his very lowest or very highest moments.

Drugs: He's tried weed a few times - on Urianger's suggestion, which surprised everyone but the Pixies - and didn't mind it but he doesn't really see the point in seeking it out. And as for anything stronger, well, he's a Medicus. He doesn't want to risk holes in his brain!

Mount Issuance: Precious, their Grand Company chocobo, is still one of his most trusted companions and is pampered at every opportunity. Muffin, his black chocobo, lives a cushy life in Gridania and is often visited by Kan-E-Senna herself; Jude gets sick at the idea of the 'bo that Haurchefant raised getting hurt. He recently was gifted a flying crescent moon mount by the Loporrits and has great fun giving them all rides.

Been Arrested: Only in MSQ incidents, although he's absolutely come close once or twice. Looking at you Asahi you colossal piece of shit!

[sesshy380]

feel free to answer all or none

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Bear with me Anon, I'm having one of my lovely 'day after migraine' days, so if you spot a lot of typos that's why.

Most of the answers to these particular questions can actually be found by reading through my longfic, but that's okay since I don't expect everyone that follows me to read it (and I know I have a bad habit of talking about Kat a lot as though she's a canon character).

💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings?

Kat has a basic set of double piercings in each ear lobe. These were done during her mortal years, so they are permanent. Any others obtained after she became immortal, don't stay due to near instant healing abilities (meaning they have to be redone if she removes the piercing).

🚫 PROHIBITED — does your oc drink/smoke? do they do it regularly, or is it more on occasion or for special events?

Kat does both.

She smokes when she's stressed or utterly bored. It's more a way to connect with her element than anything, as the effects of tobacco do little for her (other than flavor).

Drinking is more conditional, since alcohol dulls the connection to magic. The more in her system, the harder it is for her to use it. She only drinks when she feels she is in a 'safe' environment where she doesn't have to worry about an unexpected attack.

🐶 DOG FACE — does your oc have any pets?

Kat doesn't view animals as 'pets'. To her they are companions. She's had many across the millennia, but there is one that has been around since her mortal years, and that's Akasa. Akasa is a black Friesian mare that was a gift during her mortal years. She infused Akasa with portion of her ka, which means that so long as she lives, Akasa does too.

💜 PURPLE HEART — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background?

Her father is the Egyptian god, Anubis, but her mother was a mortal woman from a place further north. Based on the things she remembers about her mother, she assumes she came from somewhere near Ireland. This is entirely speculation on her part, as she knows that her mother worshipped the Celtic gods and that she spoke Gaelic.

🤔 THINKING FACE — what are some of your oc's quirks/mannerisms?

Kat is very cat-like (she is aware of the irony). She often tilts her head to the side while staring in observation when trying to figure something out or when confused (not hard to confuse her).

I tried to answer these as best I could. Brain feels a bit numb today.

Thanks for the ask! Ask game found here.

[jowanoodles]

✨OCs: Vyomi & Akasa (ft. Noodle)

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one unhinged villain oc and a dragon with his noodle familiar!

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✦ personal art & oc ! please do not use/repost anywhere, thank you !!

[echthr0s]

I think the parallel between the Meteia and Dayir is interesting. the Meteia are created with an uncanny capacity to absorb akasa, which turns them into Endsinger when overclocked. Dayir is engineered with an uncanny capacity to generate akasa, and fortunately ey are most interested in generating warm fuzzies because can you imagine how badly that could go otherwise lmao

my point is that the apex realisation of my FFXIV power fantasy is going to the ends of the universe to give the Endsinger the most overpowered hug in the history of hugs

[enolezdrata]

[angelicdevil]

Commission info

While my brain is still on IZ I decided to work on my family of OCs. They’re all Nonbinary lesbians! And space dragons!

They’re from a race that has been living among humans for eons, and these two parents specifically have formed a punk band called…well, Space Dragons. Might make more members at some point.

Agan goes to Gaz’s class and Gaz is the only one that knows about the dragon thing. Until Dib is able to meet the family and finds out but that takes a while because Gaz doesn’t want him embarrassing her to Agan.

[svarhymn]

Such little ray of sunshine... He deserves better.

This thought doesn't leave me since I was 12.

[undersketchdraws]

uwu

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[darrenfeline]

A ref sheet for a special pony of my interest. 💜

@keiteeseraph