#lilli's ocs

[lilliesofinspirationvalley]

Starstruck

Well. People seemed surprisingly enthusiastic about my Billy/OC fic. Ask and I shall deliver!

You can also read the fic on AO3! I have a lot of ZZZ oc things in mind, and you'll be able to find them all in one place over there!

As fate would have it, the biggest Starlight Knight fan-droid in all of New Eridu meets one of the artists behind the series! Luckily for him, she finds him quite endearing (and honestly really hot).

Waterfall Soup was wrapping up lunch rush during bright and sunny afternoon on New Eridu’s Sixth Street. Its owner, General Chop, noticed the last customer of the hour from the corner of his eye. 

A young woman with deep purple hair and a turquoise varsity jacket held out her bowl, completely empty except for a small puddle of broth. 

The short, stout man with bright red skin exhaled a small laugh from his nose. “You don’t have to try handing me the bowl every time, Lydia. I can grab it no problem,” Chop insisted as one of his mechanical bamboo arms extended and swiped the bowl out of her hands. 

Lydia rolled her silver eyes with a playful smirk. “Well excuse me for wanting to be a considerate customer.” 

“Hey, now. I never said it wasn’t appreciated.” Chop grinned with a light shrug. “I’m guessing you’re gonna spend the rest of the afternoon on Sixth Street?” 

“That’s the plan!” The purple haired woman stood up from her seat, grabbing a silver tablet lying on the counter. “I wanted to browse Box Galaxy to see if they still have a figure in stock, and try sketching some of the cats that congregate around— here…” Lydia’s pleasant expression froze into slight concern. She unfolded her tablet’s keyboard case, shuffled through her small backpack, then used a stool to support herself as she crouched onto the ground.  

“… Is something wrong?” 

“Nothing too major, at least not yet,” Lydia bit her lower lip. “My tablet pen must’ve fallen when I got my food. It couldn’t have rolled off too far, do you think?” 

General Chop’s face scrunched up, unsure. “Do you have a clue what direction it went?” 

“Well… given I sat on the very end here, and pens like to roll in circles…” The woman traced a rounded line from right to left. “I’m guessing it’s down by the newsstand or arcade. I just hope someone didn’t pick it up or trip on it—“ 

“WAUGH!”

On cue, the loudest clang and crunch erupted from across the street. Most of the civilians nearby, Lydia and Chop included, covered their ears and/or slightly flinched. 

“What the— did someone drop an anvil or something?!” Long, purple waves swung side to side as Lydia tried to find the source of the noise. The only thing out of place were… a pair of legs sprawled out behind Howl’s newsstand. She couldn’t see who they belonged to, just the black jeans and slip-on shoes they wore— a lone silver knee pad on the right, nothing wrapped around it. 

General Chop inhaled through his teeth. “Definitely some heavy metal, I can confirm that much. That snapping sound doesn’t bode well, either.”

“It really doesn’t…” Lydia put her tablet back in her bag, swinging it across her shoulders. “Let me check it out. If they need to be propped up, can I bring them here?” 

The stout chef crossed his own arms, one of the bamboo ones giving a thumbs up. “You don’t even have to ask.” 

The woman nodded with a small salute before dashing across the street. She rested one hand on the newsstand building, the other stretched out to whoever fell down. “Hey, you ok? You need an ambulance or—“ 

The arm she held out fell slightly limp. 

In front of her, on the ground, was a robot. As real as real could possibly get. It wasn’t too rare to see androids around New Eridu— but not one roaming the city streets on their own! Aside from a body and face of jet black metal… they looked mostly human. Platinum white, synthetic hair styled up high and flashy, a bright red jacket with a small sheriff’s star pin, pale gray and shockingly toned abs— Wait, why did a robot have abs? Why was this guy (given the pretty masculine appearance) walking around practically shirtless? Not a complaint by any means, just… surprising. 

Lydia blinked, shaking her head. For the love of— don’t ogle someone’s abs when they might be knocked out! She stepped around, sitting on her knees to look the android over. No real nose or mouth… but the obvious eyelights shut off. Definitely not a good indicator. Pursing her lips together, Lydia tapped the android’s shoulders, then his forehead. Without any response, she exhaled a small, stressed huff. It felt weird to say, but robots had some sort of power button or something, right? Maybe he just needed to be turned back on again. 

Sure enough, Lydia spotted a large, golden button shaped like a diamond. Right in between jet black pecs and those silver abs. Her eyes widened, cheeks slightly flushed. “Oh no… don’t tell me…” She held a hand to her face, taking a deep breath. “It’s not weird! I’m just checking if the robot’s conscious. I’m not gonna fondle his chest, or anything like that! Just press the button and see if something happens. And hope I don’t reset him somehow.” 

Lydia shook out her hands, slowly moving one of them towards the button. Two fingers swiftly pressed down, instantly coming back to her chest. 

Finally, after agonizing seconds of anticipation, bright golden eyes flickered on. They narrowed in confusion and slight pain as the android sat himself up. “Woah, man. I did not expect to fall that hard,” He glanced behind him at the ground, an expressive voice coming from… somewhere. 

“Holy shit, it actually worked.” 

The robot’s shoulders jumped up slightly, his head whipping back around to see the source of the new voice. The first thing he noticed were two star-shaped clips holding up a small portion of dark purple hair, the rest in a low ponytail. Some loose strands around her forehead framed a lightly tanned face with dumbfounded, silver eyes. The kind of silver you’d see in the stars… 

Was this woman sitting by him the whole time?!

A jet black hand slowly rose up with a light wave. “Uh… hi.” 

Lydia waved back. “Hi. Are you… feeling alright?” 

“Yeah, I would say so.” 

“How far back can you remember?” 

“Huh?! Well… I don’t know if I can unpack all of that on the spot, but—“

“Oh thank god, I didn’t give you amnesia!” The purple haired woman nearly sunk into the street, her hands clasping at a purple tie wrapped in a loose bow at her chest. “I guess when you fell, you were unconscious for a minute— I just saw the button in the middle of your chest and prayed it might get you up and running again.” 

The android looked down at the said button, then back at his apparent rescuer. “So… you turned me back on?” 

THE PHRASING. Lydia inhaled tightly. “Yyyyep! That’s all I did though! I didn’t touch anything else, I swear.” 

“I mean, I don’t feel anything else… ‘xcept for my butt being a little sore.” 

“Ah geez, I can only imagine— hold on. You can… feel touch? You can feel pain?!” 

“Mhm. As you can probably guess, I’m pretty durable, so it takes a lot to actually hurt me. I usually wince out of surprise more than anything.” 

“I see… So you’re pretty sure you don’t have a concussion or anything?” 

“I don’t think I can get concussions.” Jet black fingers with crimson joints ran through platinum white hair. “But I appreciate the concern! Uh… Miss?”

The purple haired woman let out a small laugh. “All of this and I didn’t even tell you my name yet!” She pushed stray hair out of her face before offering out a hand. “I’m Lydia.”

“Lydia… that’s a pretty name,” The android nodded slowly, just kinda. Staring at her. 

“Um… Aren’t you gonna tell me yours?” 

“Oh, yeah! It’s Billy. Billy Kid.”

“Huh. Cuter than I expected,” Lydia muttered to herself as Billy finally shook her hand. Yep. That’s a robot hand if she’s ever felt one. A very firm… yet gentle grip. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Billy! Here, let me help you back up—“ 

“No, no, I’m fine! I don’t want your arms to fall out from pulling too hard.” 

“Are you really that heavy? I guess you must be if your fall was so… loud…” Lydia paused as she realized she was back on her feet, Billy holding both of her hands. The only thing breaking the awkward silence was the soft whrrrrr of fans. 

Holy shit, he was tall. She only stood eye-level to the button on his chest… which was only inches away from her. Lydia did her best to look away and not seem so perverted— but in her defense, she noticed something. Slightly covered by his jacket was a small, yellow emoticon with a cartoony dead expression and blood spewing out its head, “HEADSHOT” written below it in sharp, capital letters. Guess that meant even robots could get tattoos? 

Only when Lydia looked up to see Billy gazing back down at her, he finally broke away. And by broke away, he shoved himself back with his arms practically flailing. “S-sorry about that!” 

“No, you’re good! You got me back up all on your own, I was just. Surprised it happened so fast.” Lydia rubbed the back of her neck with a sheepish laugh. “But don’t move around too much though. Tripping again wouldn’t be fun.” 

“You’ve got a point there… what did I even trip on, anyway?” The android looked back down on the ground to see… something thin and silver, perfectly split in two. Well, save for the microchips unsheathed. 

Lydia’s shoulders dropped. “Ah. That’s where my pen went.” 

“Wait— that’s yours?!” Billy immediately pressed his hands together over his head with a deep bow. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” 

The purple haired woman held out her hands in reassurance. “Hey, it’s ok! I’m sorry it made you trip!” Lydia kept a calm smile as she crouched back down and picked up the remains of her pen. “It sucks that it broke, but I can buy a replacement no problem.” 

Billy froze, hesitantly fidgeting with his hands. “Uh… how much would a replacement be? Admittedly I don’t have much money on me right now, but—“ 

Lydia pointed at him with one of the pen fragments, a pleasantly stern gleam in her eyes. “You’re not paying me back for an accident, mister. Not a single denny!” She looked back down at the pieces with a small shrug. “I can get one on my way back home later tonight. Guess I won’t get to sketch the kitties, though.”

The robot tilted his head, oddly doglike. “You draw?” 

“That I do!” Without much warning, Lydia turned on her heel towards the closest bench, motioning Billy to follow. While he hesitantly sat down next to her, she moved her backpack onto her lap, getting her tablet back out. Lydia patted closer to her as she handed him the device, the screen illuminated with all sorts of sketches of dynamic poses, casual passersby, and several adorably squishy bangboo. 

Awkwardness instantly melted away as Billy grabbed the tablet for a closer look. “Woaaaaaaaaah, these are all so good! Y’know, some of these poses kinda remind me of—“ Whatever he was about to say next was interrupted by the loudest gasp Lydia ever heard. He pointed at a series of sketches on screen, of several figures in superhero costumes and star-shaped helmets. “YOU’RE A STARLIGHT KNIGHT FAN TOO?! Holy moly, it’s like they’re living on the page!”

“Aww, thanks! I would hope I can draw them pretty well, considering that’s my whole job.”

The android dropped the tablet into his lap. “… Your job is to what?” 

“Oh— well, I’m a storyboard artist! Also an art director, but—“

“No way. No! Way! You’re Lydia Hatch?!” 

“You remember my name from the credits?!”

“Of course I do!” Yet again, Billy’s expressiveness radiated through his entire being. Sparkles practically grew off him as he grabbed Lydia’s hands together. “I can’t believe I’ve met a goddess of creation! I know this is super sudden but can I please have your autograph? You can do it right here! On my jacket! Anywhere’s fine!” Just like that, he took the jacket off, his metallic arms and torso in all their lean and shining glory. 

Lydia’s jaw hung open for. Several reasons. 

A hot robot man called her a goddess… Pretty damn good trade-off for a broken pen. 

Solid yellow eyes drooped just slightly as Billy sheepishly brought his jacket closer to his chest. “Uh… you ok? Sorry, was I too mu—“

“Oh— no, you’re fine!” His newfound goddess shook her head, shyly running her fingers through her hair. “I was just surprised by your enthusiasm— not in a bad way at all, though! I’m really honored you like my work on the series that much. I don’t want to get your jacket stained with ink, and I don’t have any fabric pens on me… but I can definitely jot down my signature real quick.” 

Lydia snatched her tablet off the robot’s lap, placing it back in her backpack. She rummaged through it for a moment, pulling out a small notebook and stationery case. Opening to a fresh page, then unzipping the case for a lining pen (the kind with actual ink this time), she sketched out line after line, shapes building rapidly on top of each other. 

Billy slowly scooched closer, peeking over her shoulder as he put his jacket back on. If watching her draw wasn’t enticing enough, the way those starlight silver eyes kept glancing up at him, and then back down at the notepad was… almost like a tease. 

It took him longer than he’d like to admit to realize who Lydia was drawing. “Is that… me?” 

“Yep! It’s not as clean as my usual stuff since this is more on the fly, but how could I not draw someone as striking as you?” 

She thinks I’m striking?! 

The gentle hum of fans whirred once more, Billy’s vision glazing over slightly as Lydia jotted actual writing down next to her quick portrait of him. She cleanly ripped out the page, offering it out to him with a dazzling smile. “Here you go!”

Metallic hands trembled, slowly reaching out for such an invaluable artifact. When he finally grasped the paper in his hands, Billy’s entire body began to vibrate from sheer elation. 

Lydia blinked, gripping the bench a little harder to prevent bumping off of it. “I’m… guessing that means you like it?” 

The android pressed the note to his cheek, snuggling it tightly. “I love it! I love it, I love it, I love it so much!! It’s like looking in a mirror! But even cooler! I’m gonna frame it as soon as I get back ho—“ Billy paused, pointing at the paper’s lower corner. “What’s all of this scribbled next to your autograph?”

Silver eyes shifted into an amused blank stare. “That’s. My phone number. Plus my internet and inter-knot handles.” 

“You’re giving me your contact information?!” 

“Of course! You’re very sweet and fun to talk to,” Lydia shrugged with a soft hum. “Plus, we’ve chatted for this long. I'd say it's the start of a friendship.” 

Some sort of sound escaped the robot man— it was hard to tell what kind, though. Billy quickly shoved a hand into his jacket, rummaging inside it before grumbling. “Ah, crap. Nicole hasn’t printed out new cards yet.” 

Business cards, perhaps? He actually worked somewhere? 

Lydia chuckled softly. “You don’t need to hand me anything that professional. Just shoot me a message letting me know it’s you.” 

“Oh… uh, ok! I can definitely do that!” Metallic hands gave confident thumbs’ up before flinching at a sudden burst of… the Starlight Knight intermission jingle? Billy whipped out a smartphone from small brown bag strapped to his leg, his eyes panicked for a moment seeing whoever was calling him. Nonetheless, he responded as cheerful as ever. “Yo, Boss!” 

“Billy, you were supposed to meet our client at the cafe 5 minutes ago!” Another woman’s voice, presumably this “Nicole” he mentioned, blasted from the phone’s speaker in frustration. “You didn’t sneak off to Godfinger again, did you?” 

“What? No, I’d never do that! … Again!” The android glanced down at Lydia, his other hand clenched slightly. “I just— I ran into something. And someone. But it’s settled now! I’ll head to the cafe asap.” 

“You better!” Nicole huffed before hanging up, leaving Billy to shyly scoot off the bench. 

“Uh. I gotta go…” 

“That’s fine! I wouldn’t want to keep your client waiting more than I already have,” Lydia snapped a finger gun with a small wink. “Good luck, ok?” 

Oh, if only someone could pinch Billy properly. He nodded his head rapidly before jumping off the bench. “If I’ve been blessed by a Starlight Goddess today, my luck is already through the roof!” He gave a small salute with his fingers, clearly copying the SK sendoff-pose. “I’ll send you a text as soon as I can!” 

“I’m looking forward to it!” Lydia waved as the android dashed for Sixth Street’s coffee shop. It honestly sucked he had to leave so soon… but watching him go was a pleasant surprise. 

The captivated smirk fell from her face when she actually processed her thoughts. Goddamn, when was the last time she was this attracted to someone?! Of all the people she’s been curious to date, the robot got her going the fastest? 

Lydia looked at the broken pen pieces in her bag, digging them back out. She laughed to herself, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. “Well, I’ve always been into dorky studs.” 

[mariposita24]

made a silly little TikTok account to make silly little animatics like ✨this✨

I cannot animate, but I tried…

(I have like 50+ audios saved now that have potential)

[bunnysnared]

dove's fellow dancers & friends meeting the mysterious boyfriend for the first time.. he is not at all what they pictured for her. needless to say they all have very different first impressions!

[thealmostthursday]

life eternal - mello

[angelsofcode]

DISSOCIATION REDO

[gertritude-art]

wabbit season

[lillyloon]

A specialized homunculus servant created by a powerful wizard, "Neogen” leaves the tower they've spent their existence in when their master doesn't return. They excitedly discover the outside world, armed with nothing but their creativity and their master's last invention: A magic paintbrush.

Its me! In dee en dee!!!

[maryymaruu]

Couldn't leave Three Signals out of the fun ofc ♡

[pokemonblack3white3]

Needed to get some of my 3 million drawing ideas out of my system

[kalpeavaris]

some explorative design sketches i made a while ago & roughly colored after today's migraine passed bc god save me from this fucking pain my brain's hardwired to ache gRAAAA

anyways i really like the concept of different subtypes of drones & Yeva always struck me as being physically taller than Nori. I just like height differences and Nori has small gremlin energy so she gets to be the short one in the relationship teehee (Khan's short too) Ironic when you consider she's over 6 feet tall in the furry!AU but shhhh... i like my women short and I like them capable of starting grand arson on tesla factory ground

also random Doll & Synemy!Cyn doodle bc I was in the mood of drawing asexual lesbians. off I go back into oblivion (comm work)

[mariposita24]

*when your gf’s so pretty you lose control of your size* 🤭

(he’s still getting used to being physical again.)

(Everett’s reaction to seeing Lilly all dolled up from the oc art exchange thing)

oc art exchange: here

character reference sheets & lore: here

healing my body dysmorphia through Lilly one comic at a time

[leenathegreengirl]

Variation is the Spice of Life! (A Flashback)

😀💚💕

(Thank you to @legacygirlingreen for writing this comic and creating the layout! Also, Mae is her fabulous OC!)

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Happy Pride! Oc on left belongs to @pigdemonart

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may 2008, mello & his baby daughter, luxury <3

[xavierlilithv]

Hi I'm gonna just leave these here and disappear for like a week again. Pretty old sketches, not too proud of them.

[gertritude-art]

"That's why she wanted me out here. She needed me to see, with my own eyes, the degradation of modern society. Can't you - Mordred, are you even listening to me? What, do I have something on my face...?"