#OC: sedge

[shebbart]

I only have shitposts for pride month

[pumpkinnkidd]

gay oc doodles

[peppermint-moss]

dnd oc design commissions from October!

commission info || ko-fi (tip jar)

[xiphactinusfish]

The feeling when an anciently powerful magic alien dude gives a sick prosthetic arm and then expects you to help protect the visible universe from the scariest baddie there ever was.

Artfight attack for @lad-flaver

[mobius-abyss]

Haha he's evil now

My somewhat of a sona I decided to redraw as vox for reasons

My sibling and their friends have decided to assign me as vox in their group chat and this is my fate now I must live with it

[stormvanari]

a band!razor playing the bass clarinet to accompany this

[the-floof-king]

HOW IS SEDGE FUCKING FIVE NOW

[origsmocs]

Forgotten mocs #1: my oc Hero Factory team.

This is a small collection of digital mocs that I made somewhere around 2019-21 just because I wanted to make a Hero Factory team, mainly taking inspiration from the Breakout wave.

I don't really have any lore for them that I remember but they do have names.

Jennifer Engel, leader.

Rhiannon Scouter.

Olivia Castelle.

Sedge Biggman, XL. (Eagle eyed followers might spot the fact that this guy served as the basis of an old Stormer revamp I made ages ago.)

Ken Rowl.

Seung Carrier.

As I said I never really had any lore about these guys, but I did have an idea that I wanted their story to be that they all eventually turned into villains. I only ever made mocs of villain versions of Engel and an unfinished Carrier though. That's probably why I never shared these.

[skellymom]

"Vagabonds" Chapter 16 "Trip Like I Do"

Ongoing fanfic Hunter x Reader/Fem Reader/OC

Hunter meets a smuggler Nomaadi Star Woman with a powerful force sensitive teen who changes the trajectory of CF-99's lives...as they ALL try to escape from The Empire together.

To read Chapter 15 "Get in Losers":

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/758223309018103808/vagabonds-chapter-15-get-in-losers?source=share

Word Count: 3.5K (sorry, tried to keep it under 1.5, but the smut goblin compelled me to keep writing!)

Background: SMUT! Hunter and Mad GET DOWN!!! And they try something new with the help of Tech's little box of goodies. Tech has some angst due to unrequited love.

Warning: Swearing, nudity, oral sex, grinding, sexual intercourse, condom use (safe sex), drug use (no coercion/VERY consensual adult decisions to use a THC infused product).

*Note: MY headcannon is in the Star Wars Universe Star Sedge is just NOT a drug, but a stress/pain reliever and used for spiritual/religious purposes. My "Tale of the Dathomir Witch" series has the elderly witch protaganist using it as a way to use astral projection to traverse the universe. So, this drug is ALSO considered "Sacred Medicine."

(Credit: Cool dividers by @4ngelic-wh1spers and @cafekitsune )

Recap:

“Eh, what is it, Tech?” 

“I... uh...need to speak to you...privately.”  Tech shifted pushing his goggles up the bridge of his nose. 

Hunter turned back to Mad “Go ahead and get comfortable.  I’ll be in shortly.” 

Mad nodded. “Goodnight, Tech.” Then wandered into her cabin, closing the door. 

“Goodnight Maadienne.” Tech flustered, realizing he had called Mad by her “proper name” NOT the one she preferred. 

When he had Hunter’s full attention, Tech reached down under an instrument panel, pulling out a small metal box and handed it to him. 

Hunter, awaiting an explanation and getting none, opened it... 

"Trip Like I Do"

“Oh...heh” Hunter chuckled deeply.  He was honestly caught off guard by the contents of the box. 

“As you already know” Tech slurred but maintained his composure “Mad carries viable ovum...uh, eggs in her uterus.  PLEASE refrain from certain activities that will facilitate...fertilization.  These may help.” And, just in case Hunter didn’t understand Tech’s advice, he pointed to the box. 

Hunter closed the box, tucking it under his arm.  Then patted Tech on the shoulder.  “Looking out for me brother.” 

Tech nodded, then felt he needed to elaborate.  “In all honesty...I have a confusion...  Maker, I’m inebriated.”  Tech took a deep breath and tried again.  “I have a CONFESSION to make.” 

Hunter was patient “Yeah?” 

“I had ORIGINALLY prepared and kept this...kit for such purposes...but since leaving Ord Mantell so quickly...”  Tech looked slightly downcast. 

Hunter sensed fleeting regret from Tech’s expression.   

“Well, my probability of using it is close to zero.  SOMEONE should have the PLEASURE of using it before the contents...expire.” 

Hunter felt a rush of warmth and empathy for his brother.  “This was for you and Phee Genoa?” 

Tech hung his head “Yes.  I had a STRONG affinity for her.  We became close...but I failed to get her comm before leaving...” 

“Tech, are you SURE?” 

Tech met Hunter’s eyes “Yes, quite.  PLEASE have stress-free and safe sex with your partner.”   

Tech abruptly turned, walked away, and re-joined the game at the table. 

Hunter could see Wrecker lean in and whisper something to Tech, who nodded.  Then Wrecker gently put his big arm around his brother and lovingly squeezed.  Hunter could see Tech exhale and relax.  Echo bumped Tech’s shoulder genially and passed the bottle of Spotchka to him. They resumed the loudly rambunctious game with Omega, Love, and Sil.  

He LOVED his brothers and sister.  And he was becoming VERY attached to the rest of the Beldame’s crew...his NEW family members. 

If ONLY Crosshair could be here... 

Hunter shook his head, putting the heavy thought out of his mind.   

Kark!  This is NOT the time.  I have a HORNY woman waiting for ME!!! 

Hunter turned to enter Mad’s stateroom. 

This was the first time Hunter had seen Mad’s bedroom...her inner personal sanctum. 

The room was dimly lit by ONLY a multitude of electronic candles, casting a serene glow around the room.  Hunter could smell a light incense burning.  More patterned tapestries adorned the walls, covering the cold steel and giving the room a mood of exotic opulence.  The furniture was overstuffed and comfortable with a king-sized bed smack dab in the middle.  Done in shades of deep aburgine, scarlet, ochre, and black.  A heavy black velvet tapestry draped over the head of the bed.  Comfy black silk pillows and matching sheets adorned it... 

...that Mad reclined upon... 

Draped in ONLY a transparent black patterned lace shawl, she regarded him like a goddess from the carvings on the Jedi Temple walls. 

“What ya got there, Hunky?”  She stretched her arms up and sinuously over the pillows behind her.  The shawl slipped slightly down, totally exposing one breast. 

“Uh...from Tech... just...here...” he set the box down on the bed in front of her.  She rolled over to her side and the other breast was bared as the shawl fell away. 

Hunter’s brain short circuited and his cock became PAINFULLY HARD. 

He stood there glued in place as he watched her open the box. 

“Well now...!”  Mad ran her fingers over the contents.  “Condoms...” 

“Eh...sensation dampener.  Not a fan.” 

“Not much of a fan either” Then Mad stopped like she had found valuable treasure: A small green apothecary bottle with a dropper stopper top.  She read the contents then glanced up at Hunter with a hooded erotic smile. 

“Mmmm...Star Sedge lubricating Oil...  Been wanting to try this for AWHILE.  Hard to come by...I THINK your brother included this with the condoms for a reason...just a guess...” 

Hunter caught his breath “Isn’t that for getting...high?” 

“Yeah...heightens sexual and emotional sensations.  I’m no stranger to this stuff...just not in this form.  You UP for it?” 

“I... don’t know...” Hunter’s brain wasn’t working very well...but he also had reservations about certain substances.  “We need to be careful...to not...uh...sabotage the...asset.  

“Agreed, Hunky.”  Mad put the bottle back in the box, pushing it aside so it was no longer in the way.  But left it open for easy access.  “Then...can I make a request?” 

“Oh yeah?” He was STUCK to that karkdammed floor...unable to move... 

Mad slowly crawled across the bed towards him, the shawl slowly sliding off her round buxom ass...as she reached him, stood up on her knees and slid her hands up his thighs and slowly over his straining bulge... 

He groaned at the sensation. 

She MUST have liked it too, because the scent of her arousal became STRONGER. 

His cock twitched and his heartbeat sped up. 

“Like that, do ya?” She gave him that HORNY look.  That I am DOWN TO FUCK look in her eyes. 

He tried to say Fuck yes but it came out “Fug yeth.”  The saliva had dried up in his mouth. 

“Hmmm...” She gave his cock one more wonderful squeeze before sliding both hands up his clothed stomach, chest, grazing his erect nipples, ferally grabbing his shirt tightly...pulling his face to hers... 

She gazed deeply into his eyes, sensually tracing her nose against his hawkish one... 

“I WANT you to tongue fuck my clit.  And I WANT you to finger my pussy...until I can’t stand it anymore.” 

Then she kissed him...DEEPLY.  

Hunter snapped out of his temporary paralysis.  Kissing Mad back ravenously.  Her mouth was moist enough to lubricate his tongue as they slid against each other.  He put his arms around her, picking her up off the bed just enough so he could climb on, then set her down upon the pillows...hovering over Mad. 

Their lips parted as her back hit the pillows.  Her breath ragged... 

MAKER, she smells AMAZING...her skin, hair, pussy. 

He leaned back on his knees, pulling off his vest, shirt, exposing his furred, muscular chest.  Kept his pants on for obvious reasons but could FEEL how his slick cock was straining against his trousers. 

He glanced down at Mad’s naked body while she glanced up at his semi-naked one. 

“Damn...gonna have so much fun devouring you.” He growled. 

Hunter leaned down and kissed Mad’s mouth again as she ran her fingers through his wild curls.  Then he traced his nose across her face and continued kissing the hollow of her neck.  His fingers trailing down her body, cupping Mad’s breasts as he kissed, rubbing his thumbs gently but firmly across her nipples. 

Mad gasped as Hunter dragged his tongue down her chest, between her breasts...then growled and began to suckle one as he fondled the other. 

His cock was becoming VERY painful contained in his pants.  Hunter liked to wear them tight, and there was NO extra room for his swollen member.  It was becoming TOO much with his senses.   

He broke contact with Mad’s body and stood up on his knees again.  “Sorry, gorgeous...GOTTA get these off.”  Hunter pointed at his pants. 

Mad glanced down and giggled.  Hunter followed her eyes.  The front of his pants were sopping wet with a large circular stain. 

“See what ya do to me.”  He breathlessly growled.   “MAKER I wanna FUCK you.” 

Mad smirked and calmly reached behind a pillow and pulled out a clean towel.  Then tossed it to Hunter.  She glanced over to the kit again, then back at Hunter.   

Hunter unbuttoned his pants and peeled them off him.  The minute his engorged cock sprung out he sighed with relief. 

Off went the pants, socks, and shoes. 

Hunter eyed the box.  Why should HE be worried?  Tech put the items together in this box for a good reason.  He could certainly trust his brother...to trust Mad...and have some FUN! 

He pulled out the green bottle.  Mad sighed in anticipation. 

Hunter opened the top and drew up the stopper, hovering it over Mad’s sex... 

...he dripped the whole stopper of oil bit by bit on the flesh JUST above her clit and let it run down onto her sex.  The Star Sedge immediately heated up Mad’s skin, tingling...teasing...bringing a beautiful itch... 

Giving Hunter something to scratch... 

“Now.” Hunter caressed Mad’s face, then placed the towel under his member as he laid stomach down on the bed.  “Let me finish what I started.” 

Then dived into her muff lapping it up like a starved man. 

Mad grabbed the bedding and moaned loudly.  Good thing the music was turned up in the Beldame and the rest of the crew were still rambunctiously lost in their card game. 

Mad pushed her pelvis up into Hunter’s face and he grabbed her hips, holding on tightly.  He sucked her clit then fluttered his tongue against it, sucked, fluttered, back and forth.   Her breathing became ragged.  The Star Sedge oil warmed his lips and tongue as Hunter serviced her.  It was a transparent purple liquid with a pleasing exotic green taste. Upon contact the oil crossed the transdermal skin barrier of Mad’s sex and Hunter’s mouth. 

Hunter smoothed the extra oil from her sex onto his finger.  Then gently caressed with his finger around the entrance of Mad’s cunt while tonguing her clit. 

Mad moaned again with more urgency.  Eyes closed; head thrown back against the pillows. 

Hunter pressed his cock into the towel, grinding into it.  Growling like a wild animal. 

He slowly inserted one finger, lazily caressing her from the inside out.  The oil on his finger tingling...Mad shivered. 

After a minute of this, Mad opened her eyes, glancing down... 

...and Hunter sensed her need, anticipating her request... 

He gently inserted a second finger with the first. 

Mad shuddered again and an exhaled moan escaped her lips.  She kept her gaze on him, and could see by his eyes he was grinning... 

That naughty grin he gets when...  Mad mused...never finishing that thought... 

Hunter carefully curled his fingers and caressed her G-spot.  Making it tingle too. 

Mad’s legs tensed up, pushing into Hunter’s face and hand. 

By this time, the towel under Hunter was sopping wet.  He continued to grind into it.  His cock leaking at the sight of HIS woman thoroughly enjoying what HER man was doing. 

KARKDAMMIT SHE’S HOT.  COULD DO THIS ALL DAY.  Hunter could feel her clit harden even more under his tongue. 

She was close. 

Mad kept his gaze.  They stared into each other’s eyes as Hunter flicked, sucked her clit while tickling her inner flower. 

She could see the NEED in Hunter’s eyes.  The intense stare of a man centered on her body and orgasm.  A man driven to a fevered horniness, on the edge of a crazed passion.  His only objective in that moment was to get his partner OFF.   

And he was giving it his all...All...ALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!! 

Mads hips stopped grinding into Hunter’s face.  They snapped to and held position.  Her sensations building to a fever pitch... 

Hunter never stopped the momentum.  He could hear Mad’s heart hammering in her chest.  And surprisingly his senses picked up all the electromagnetic energy in Mad’s body, pull back from his position against Mad’s sex, rearing up like rogue falling stars... 

...as her orgasm slowly spread its wings, leaned out into open space... 

...and took flight. 

The electromagnetic energy reversed course, rushing towards him... 

Mad inhaled deeply, exhaled, inhaled deeper, exhaled...inhaled as far as her lungs would allow... 

The energy slammed into the sensitive nerves woven into her female anatomy, bursting into technicolor and tickling everything in her core. 

Mad arched her back as she moaned loudly...almost screaming. 

A wave of energy shot out and towards the top of her body...dissipating softly into a beautiful haze... 

Mad exhaled, moaning out a trail of stardust and energy. 

Her eyes opened, irises the color of silver stardust...no longer green... 

Hunter exhaled; eyes widened...but not with fear...slight shock maybe... 

“What you see Hhhhhunky?”  Mad’s voice shimmered as soft tendrels of energy...like smoke rolled off him and disappearing into the ether.   

Hunter giggled in that deep smoky voice.  It bubbled in her ears, making the hair on the back of her neck stand up deliciously.  Leaning up from Mad’s minge.  His eyes the color of golden sunset over deep waters. 

Mad giggled back breathlessly “You’re baked...” then sputtered out a barely held back belly laugh... 

“Yeeeah...” Hunter whispered...then immediately had the realization he forgot something... 

His dick. 

Hunter’s head snapped down to look at his beautiful, straining, sopping cock.  The sensation of his need returning.  His eyes roved back up to Mad’s with a feral expression... 

Mad watched the candlelight flicker and form shadows over Hunter.  Blotting out everything but his eyes and silhouette...a wraith, wild creature, shadow lover.  His eyes cutting through the haze of sexual intensity of their desires...the shadows around them hues of deep burning scarlet. 

They were on fire... 

...with sexual desire. 

Mad sprung up and grabbed Hunter’s shoulders, yanking him on top of her... 

And BOTH of them fell back through a black hole in free fall... 

Time slowed and spread out in slow motion... 

...as they fell, watching each other change form, shape, color, texture...a study in surrealism... 

Finally at the beginning of eternity and the end of a standard second they landed in each other’s arms, their warmth flowing into one another. 

“Mesh’la???” Hunter never forgetting his manners...and her consent... 

“Oh yessssss....” Mad’s eyes hooded desire.  “Fuck my pussy.” 

He yanked a condom out of the box, ripped it open and rolled it over his swollen member. 

It adhered to him like a second skin... 

...which was odd.  He had NEVER had a condom do THAT before... 

Did Tech DESIGN this condom???  It was...efficient...practical...comfortable... 

And it IMMEDIATELY felt...tingly... 

...he HAD Star Sedge oil all over his hands.  Now it was inside and on the outside of the condom. 

Gonna be INTERESTING... Hunter mused...the thought got lost and drifted away... 

Hunter grabbed hold of his cock...making sure the condom was still intact and on, then guided himself into Mad’s heat... 

He entered her... 

...and it was like... 

Hunter exhaled shivering. 

...like... 

...diving into the waters of Kamino if they were warmed by a subterranean hot stream... 

Mad’s sex hugging his member while her arms hugged her body to his body while the air around them hugged and the ship nestled them within while being nestled in the fabric of space...time...infinity... 

Their minds fizzling out for several seconds, leaning against each other...feeling each other... 

Just being. 

In this moment. 

Eventually... 

Hands touching, fingertips tracing lightly over skin...like a gentle breeze in the heat of a summer nighttime. 

Lips finding each other, pressing, opening like roses...slick velvety tongues sliding deliciously against each other. 

Hunter’s hands combed through Mad’s long silver mohawk, it’s silkiness, sliding through his fingers, with a barely perceptible sound only he could hear... 

Like silken strings singing to him...or the whispers of the prairie grass on Lothal... 

His enhanced senses so carried away in the moment...set free... 

Mad kissed him deeper.  She felt his girth, weightiness upon her body, the warmth of his swarthy skin against hers... 

Making her shiver again. 

She moved under him.  Undulating her strong hips.... coaxing him to dance with her... 

He accepted. 

They started softly, then built up their rhythm... 

...unbeknownst to them SOMEONE in the next room had turned up the volume on the music.   

To cover their sounds. 

And, now the bass shook the walls as Hunter and Mad shook the bed...or so it seemed to Mad... 

Hunter sat up, reached down and pulled Mad onto his lap.  Then held her hips firmly against him, making his penetration deeper.  Pushing her against the headboard. 

Her head lolled back, crying out in ecstasy... 

Hunter buried his face in Mad’s breasts, licking, sucking Mad’s nipples while slowly sliding out of her...not quite exiting her...lingering around her entrance... 

Sliding back in, then out, in, out... 

Mad, partially supporting herself on her knees grabs Hunter’s hips and held them in place. 

He’s mildly startled by the sudden motion, but pleasantly waits to see what she’ll do. 

Mad carefully strokes the head of Hunter’s penis with her pussy lips, then sliding across her clit, then back down... 

Promising to let him enter... 

But NOT YET.   

He groans louder with each pass, his muscles shaking, from the hot tendrils of euphoria running through his sex as Mad tickled it with... 

...the entrance of her womanhood. 

Then Mad leaned into Hunter.  Grinding his penis against her clit.  Their bodies grinding together, her breasts pressed against his chest. 

The hunting predator in him trails his tongue up between her breasts, across her neck...over a pulsing artery, behind her ear, playfully nipping it. 

Growling. 

Grinding, grinding, grinding. 

Mad moaned as she felt the glimmer...a tickle... 

Hunter sensed that energy again...rising up like a Pheonix from the ashes... 

As his cock slides back into her...as she slides her tongue across his...joined together...no beginning...no end...on and on andonandonandon... 

She GRINDS. 

His cock immersed inside her pussy...at an angle she can grind her clit too.   Sweetly...wetly...her rhythm snapping to the Nomaadi Hip dancer song Tech must have put on...the one with heavy bass... 

Something sultry and slow that builds in tempo to a powerful climax 

A woman’s dance, indeed, poetry of the ferocity of air, centering power or earth, the mutable essence of water, the burning heat of fire... 

The Pheonix rising, wings flaring out, lighting up the night... 

...or... 

A woman’s dance to fuck men silly...as the men attempt to fuck them sillier... 

“Yessssss...” Mad groans deeply with an intensely far away expression.  He can feel the tissue inside her swell and blossom around his intensely hard member. 

OH, FUCK Hunter’s at the edge...trying to hold on... 

SHE MOANSSS. 

OH...FUCK... 

Her nails dig into him.  The welts burn with intensity. 

OHHH...FUUUUUUUUUUCK... 

Her pussy clenches HOTLY 

OH... 

Mad’s eyes roll back as her orgasm overtakes her body like a brush fire. 

Hunter is running TOWARDS it...across the Prairies of Lothal...to be totally consumed... 

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK!!! 

Hunter bellows loudly as mad stutters her moans... 

SOMEONE is beating the wall from the other side.  Hunter BARELY registers its metal on metal...Echos signal they are getting TOO loud! 

Their heat is white hot.  Blinding and beautiful.  Fireworks exploding then leaving ghostly afterimages behind their eyes. 

Why did he worry?  To be afraid and avoidant about such an amazing thing... 

Hunter and Mad shudder against one another with the aftershocks of orgasm. 

...Hunter SWORE he could feel the rotations of planets hundreds of parsecs away... 

And yet could still FEEL EVERYTHING inside of Mad... 

To be EVERYWHERE and RIGHT HERE all at once.  His mind was blown. 

Mad opened her eyes...smiling...her face and chest flushed...her body INTENSELY warm, her sex dripping wet... 

Hunter pulled out gently, concerned the condom had broken. 

Mad sighed as his cock dragged out of her, she shivered, then breathlessly asked “We ok?” 

He looked down.  Still intact and holding onto his member and ejaculate securely. 

Hunter couldn’t find the words in his muddled brain...he just nodded. 

“Fuck yeah...” Mad grinned.  “THANK YOU, Tech!  Best Wingman EVER!!!” 

Hunter collapsed next to Mad.  His head spinning and body tingly ALL OVER.  His senses were overwhelmed...but it was AMAZING! For the one of the first times in his life, Hunter was enjoying a sensory euphoria he had never experienced before. 

Mad rolled over, trailing her hand over Hunter’s chest hair.  They felt like tiny sparks of pleasure leaving her hand and traveling along his skin.  He almost SWORE he could see them too. 

“Can I just say...” Mad trailed off...words were ALSO becoming difficult for her. 

Hunter watched her hair as it seemed to flow...like water.  Mad’s eyes faded from silver to a post coital shade of deep fuchsia... 

He giggled. 

She giggled. 

“Fucking you while high is AMAZING...”  She giggled again. “Fucking you NOT high is AMAZING.  Being with you is AMAZING...I...I...”  Mad struggled to finish her sentence... 

Instead, she laughed, then tears ran down her cheeks. 

Hunter found his voice, even though it was slow and sloggy. “Wassamatter my Mad.”  He pulled Mad down, embracing her. 

“I...NEVER want this to end.” She sputtered. 

“Heh...not going anywhere...what ya talkin’ about.” He smirked.  “Hunt this pussy down...to...the...corners...”  His head felt full and empty at the same time.  “Kark...words...hard.” 

Mad laughed at him, wiping her eyes.  “The drug.  Feel so much...then...too much...sometimes.” 

“That’s...my normal setting.” Hunter giggled. 

Mad nodded quietly. 

Hunter put his hand on top of Mad’s hand where it lay on his chest.  She could feel his heartbeat against her palm.  He looked into her eyes...now morphing back into a light shade of green... 

“The ONLY way WE will end...is when this stops...ok?” 

“You believe in...the LONG road?  For us???” Mad timidly asked. 

“I’ll ride that LONG road with you...  On you...” He snorted, trying to stay serious.  Failing miserably.  “You’ll ride my long road...something...something...  MAKER!” 

Mad started to giggle.  “What the FUCK..?”  New tears rolled down her cheeks...from laughter. 

“Listen...tellin’ you somethin’...PROFOUND.”  Hunter was serious...then broke out in laughter himself. 

“Very romantic, Hunky.” Mad teased. 

“Heh...know...what I mean???”  Hunter quieted, lovingly caressing Mad’s cheek. 

“I do.” Mad kissed Hunter on the lips.  “I really do.” 

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[darkacey]

Just accidentally made a new OC for a game I’ve never played (Rune Factory: Tides of Destiny/Oceans), got attached, and now I’m sad he’s not actually a character beyond a name drop in Lucas’ extensive backstory.

I doubt I’ll actually write the actual story I envision for him, so I’m gonna tell y’all about Dragon Priest Sedge instead.

To start, let me explain some context. In RF5, Lucas mentions several easter eggs to prior games. Though he doesn’t specifically reference RF:ToD, I was browsing all of the festivals for fic reasons and found this tasty bit of lore.

I just kept staring at that last line, wondering how lanterns could calm a storm, and who would even come up with an idea like that.

Since Fenith Island’s current Dragon Priestesses all have floral-inspired names, I figured their ancestor should also have a plant name — hence, Sedge. Appearance-wise, I picture him with the girl’s same brown-yellow eyes and with olive green hair. He’s thin and lanky like his namesake, especially when he becomes old aged.

After the world almost ended because of the Legendary Golem, Sedge was the first Dragon Priest to help Fenith Island rebuild. He’s particularly good at conversing with runeys through Spirit Singing, so they served as a liaison to help him calm the riled up ocean spirits.

Lucas met Sedge several years after the Lantern Festival became a local tradition, and they became fast friends. Both of them are Spirit Singers, after all, and Sedge loves sharing stories about his community.

Even after Lucas had to return to the continent, the two of them kept in contact via letters until Sedge’s passing.

[shebbart]

Betcha thought I forgot about my webcomic

3 year long post grad depressive episode weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

ID: Character sheet of Sedgewick Wolke from my webcomic CORONA.

Text: Sedgewick Wolke, he/him, 32 years old. End ID]

[theshebinator]

✪ PARTNERS MUST BE 18 OR OVER ✪

✎ INTRO

Sheb | 27 | He/They | ENG

I'm pretty new to the rp scene. Started on a whim in 2022 and fell in love with it! I'm not a beginner writer though, and I have about 15 years of fiction, fanfiction, and comic scripting under my belt to prove it!

✎ 3rd person, semi-lit to lit. No pressure for timely responses. VERY open to novel-length rps and long, convoluted AUs and plot lines. Will happily keep going until one of us dies.

WILL DO - Adult content (must be over 21), angst, fluff, light gore (think slightly above PG-13), villains, OCxOC, AUs, crossovers

WILL NOT DO - incest/pedo/zoo, self harm, suicide, age regression, bodily waste, homophobia/transphobia/racism/sexism/bigotry of any kind (EVEN if its fictional! I just don't want to), drugs, non-con

ALL smut and romance rp will require clear consent and all parties may revoke consent at any time for any reason.

Exclusively on Discord, Tupperbox or similar preferred.

DM if interested! ૮ • ﻌ - ა

OCs and Fandoms under cut

✎ OCs

Sedgewick Wolke - Alien, 30s, He/Him. Nerd, out of touch, well-meaning, gay. Imprisoned for 8 years after accidentally destroying his kind (whoops!). Trying to make up for it all, needs everyone all day long to like him so much.

Sybil Wolke - Alien, 20s, She/Her. Cunning, dry wit, impulsive, will kill you, bisexual. Thrust into leadership after 90% of her kind was killed, bearer of the curse (chosen from birth to be a messiah. She's handling it really well.) Sedge's sister.

Rin - Wolf, Adult, She/Her. Tough, kind, used to looking our for herself. Bastard child with a strained relationship with her dad, but knows how to swing a staff.

Neska - Wolf, 20s, He/Him. Gooey center with a tough outer shell. Was born to breed new gods and die a horrible violent death by said gods. Mama's boy, large build but frail health.

Ha Forte - "Catgirl" (alien), 30s, She/Her. Rough and tumble, but very short with most of her weight in her tail. Pansexual. Researcher on earth, unfortunately landed in rural Michigan. Something of a tinkerer.

Sophia - Lesser Gryphon, 50s, She/Her. Lesbian. Ornery, crotchety, and desperately lonely. Doesn't like to talk about her past much and prefers to be left alone. Has a soft spot for kids, though.

Harley "Happiness" Stermann - Star Entity, 20s, He/They. Pansexual. Egomaniac, paranoid, flashy, has done things he's not proud of. Has a strained relationship with the truth.

Maxim "Mania" Stermann - Star Entity, 20s, He/They. Pansexual. Even worse than Harley, but doesn't feel any shame about it. Stereotypical villain, loves violence and bloodshed. Can be tamed, but not recommended. Harley's brother.

All my OCs are open to be shipped with yours if you want!

✎ FANDOMS

Wandersong - Miriam mainly, but will happily be Kiwi or Audrey, or any minor characters as needed. LOVE Mirikiwi, Audwi, RGB!! And AUs!

Adventure Time - Ice King / Simon Petrikov is my preferred role, but still flexible. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO WINTERKOV/SIMONCEST WITH ME!! Petricrazy and Wintergrof are also great!

Don't Starve (Together) - If you want Maxwell to berate you for thousands of words, I'm your man! I also like being Wes and Wilson. LOOOOVE Maxwil and Wilwes!!

Homestar Runner - Strong Bad main, yet flexible here too. More than willing to rp my OverloadAU as Homestar. STRONGSTAR NATION!!!

Send me an ask or DM me if you're interested! I might even doodle scenes from rps winkwonk

[mylordshesacactus]

Question 2 for all of your DND characters because they’re all cool

What are your OC’s food preferences?

Benny: No alcohol. She orders "lemonade or whatever you have that's weakest" at taverns (her deep dark secret is that she actually doesn't like lemonade at all, it's just reliable). She loves a good pork pie--it reminds her of home. In general, her preferences are for slightly spicy, aromatic foods that aren't too heavy or fatty; nothing that will make her feel sick if she's playing or dancing immediately afterward. If it can be held in one hand, that's a plus.

Rinda: Let Me Make Ye Some Eggs, Lad. (Simple, filling, and comforting; things that remind her, or someone else, of home.) Rinda is the kind of person who strongly believes that the stories on recipe blogs make the food taste better.

Sedge: Sedge Burdock lived with a druidic circle for several years trying to pay off her student loans (long story). She will eat wherever the hell has the most calories and the fewest cops but if you try to make her eat one more salad ever in her life she'll black out and kill everyone in the room.

Lorne: Lorne is a grad student on a merit scholarship. Her favorite food is "free".

Atri: Unseasoned pigeon. What? Is that weird? Uh.......kebabs? (She's an obligate carnivore who can't chew and also can't taste capsaicin or digest dairy. Kebabs are like, the only tavern food she can eat half the time. She really does like them, though.)

Concorde: Pussy Fish and chips, obviously. Really, anything but salt pork. Literally anything. For the love of god, anything but salt pork and peas.

Kite: Ribs. Sauce optional. Cooking process of any kind also optional. (If asked, she actually has like, insanely specific opinions about how to prepare a rack of ribs, but she recognizes this as an art form rather than a routine thing that she herself would ever be able to prepare on a daily basis.) Alternatively, this leg she ripped off a random bandit three days ago. Sorry, did you want some?

[fourtytwo42]

Couple random oc ideas

Sedge- Rain/mud

Chollas- Rain/sand

Tillandsia- Rain/sky

Licorice- Rain/ice

[wishingstarinajar]

This is a question that is related to ko-fi cause ya know coffee. Which characters genuinely enjoy coffee? Like the ones who haven't been given or offered a coffee yet, like Indi, Cyperus, Fang, etc (that I know of) and if they don't like coffee, what other warm drinks do they like that are similar? Personally, I like white hot chocolate from Starbucks (I'm not a coffee person)

I can finally sit down to answer this. A warning though: Ko-fi rewards and "Buy a Coffee for--" rewards are closed at the moment, with no set date of reopening (probably early next year as I will be occupied in the upcoming months). So please do not take my answer as a sign of Ko-fi rewards being available. Thank you.

The guys/gals who actually enjoy coffee and haven't gotten one yet through Ko-fi are:

Vienna: may be named after vienna coffee but he prefers iced coffee.

King: likes espresso but also Irish coffee.

Penumbra: takes coffee as black as possible to then ruin it with a lot of sugar.

Sedge: doesn't really like coffee (he drinks it to look cool so he pretends to like it) so he adds a lot of milk to it.

Diva: likes to drink coffee in the morning. Loves the smell.

Stray: is a sleepy boy so he drinks it when offered (doesn't make it for himself).

Monarch: doesn't need sustenance but he drinks coffee for the flavor. Mocha has tickled his interest.

The rest is a mixed bag xD I have around 40 Undertale OCs so I won't go and list their favorite/preferred warm drinks, sorry. There are just too many.

[foxglovesound]

lemon + onion for parsnip, potato for my beautiful boy sprite

beautiful is one way to describe him <3

🍋 [LEMON] What is their kryptonite/ultimate weakness?

Aha<3 This is a hard question, but I think it would have to be her family and Thornwood Sound's opinions of her as a whole. I won't go too in depth on this for plot's sake, but Parsnip actually does genuinely care what Thornwood Sound thinks of her, and negative opinions of her tend to send her spiraling.

🧅 [ONION] What is surefire to make your OC cry? Who knows of this information?

Bringing up Mole, most likely. There's a few ways to make Parsnip cry, I think, but the first one that comes to mind is her aunt. Mole was close to both Parsnip and Blackthorn, and her loss hit them both extremely heavily, and Parsnip in particular blames herself somewhat because she agreed to go along with Mink's plan. Doesn't help that Sedge threw so much responsibility onto her shoulders at such a young age :/

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🥔 [POTATO] What do they have that others see as a flaw, but they don’t care about?

Ohhhuhughgu idk where to begin on this one LMAO. To name a few: his level of curiosity, and his staring. There's nothing wrong with being curious inherently, but Sprite tends to take it to a next level; he's super fucking nosy and also very flippant and uncaring with the welfare of others so long as it's satiating his curiosity. He got in trouble with his parents a few times for feeding toxic foliage to livestock (not like cows but like. hares and rabbits) when he was young just to see a. what would happen to the rabbits and b. what would happen to cats that ate said rabbits, for example. Sprite doesn't see anything wrong with this because he's testing theories. And then his staring! Sprite loves to just stare at people wordlessly for like. a while. It's very intense and uncomfortable for a lot of cats in Openheath Hillock, but he thinks he's just being observant.