#my oc Skarr

[flickys-courage-club]

Barry's relationship chart with Evil Con Carne main cast

[gritsandbrits]

Remember the episode of dexter's lab where val hallen introduces us to his lady friend who is also a musical superhero?

Since Checkered Past is out and I saw a promo with val hallen i decided to revisit my OCs. Here's design notes on her

Primary fashions are based on 60s~80s attire (miniskirts, gogo boots, groovy florals, beehive etc)

Her hero costume is NOT white it is actually silver/VERY pale blue, it also sparkles

Front is pinned by gold musical note brooch

Tiara, Go-go boots and evening gloves adds elegance

Dark navy to black hair

Physique is drawn using circles; even when expressing extreme emotions her movements remain soft

Her design contrasts Val Hallen

Val's muscles -> suzy's soft curves and plump body type

Long hair -> short hair

Black outfit -> silver dress

Fairly light skinned -> deep rich brown skin

Eyes always covered -> eyes always showing

Tall as heck -> short princess

Loves to rock out/uses a guitar for powerful shocks -> uses her voice and enchants like a siren (form of telepathy)

Cloth Headband -> metal tiara

Speaks in a vaguely British/rocker accent -> speaks in a heavy southern accept

General Backstory

Started hero career as a way to pay for repairs, her church was not in the best of shape in years

After a couple of years she got scouted by the Justice Friends

First met Val at one of his concerts

Outside they bonded over their shared love of music and her takin a liking to his wild side

OKAY SO partly this is salt out of the Powerpuff girls episode Members Only but Suzy wasn't able to join AWSM

So she, Ashi (descendant of samurai jack), and Major Glory's sister created their own group

For a while everything was working fine but battle of the genders distracted both groups from actually saving lives forcing the PPG to intervene

The boys and girls made amends and worked together to stop the villain if that episode, at the end combined both teas to accept all heroes regardless of gender

She and Val have an on/off again relationship; when she's off she focuses on normal adult things like paying taxes.

She once went out with General Skarr on a blind date. Obviously it didn't last lmao

Absolutely ADORES children but not sure if she's ready for the next step.

She can be real petty and vain, even Val can get sick of her vanity but hey nothing is perfect not even oc x canon

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Mojave, Mo Problems

Yandere Male Deathclaw x Gender Neutral Reader (CW: Non-con, painful sex, breeding, oviposition, dacryphilia, overstimulation,  knotting, sex with a deathclaw, bullying, minor character death, reader abused (by raiders), raiders treating deathclaw badly, cock warming, general yandere behavior)  Word Count: 2.2k (Okay the sex in this one is pretty extreme and there is some violence. The deathclaw is not mean, but the sex with such a large and primal monster is not gentle. This is the first fanfiction I have ever written based on one of my favorite games, Fallout: New Vegas, though albino deathclaws are not in that particular game I went with it anyway. I also took liberties and added oviposition. I hope some people can enjoy this.)     You had been a simple farmer, living alone and not bothering anyone. You had just kept to yourself as you cultivated what passed for fruits and vegetables these days. And sometimes you hunted geckos and other creatures to supplement your diet.   Your dwelling was what had once been a warehouse and series of small storage units near an oasis in the Mojave Wasteland.   It was a lot of hard work, but it had not been the worst life considering the hard times the world had fallen into. Something you now knew first hand.   A little over a year ago everything changed, a small group of raiders had stumbled upon your secluded home. They wasted no time in putting you in your place and forcing you to serve as what was basically their slave.   You did most of the farming work, the cooking, and all of the cleaning. You supposed that you were lucky to be alive, but what a miserable life it was. Long gone were your days of freedom replaced only with thankless labor and beatings at the slightest provocation.   It was truly awful, you were exhausted every single day and always sore from a torturous combination of grueling work and of bruises that always littered your body to some degree.   Almost 2 months ago your life became even more difficult. The raiders had trapped an even larger than normal albino deathclaw in a huge cage they had set up near the storage unit buildings. Guess who was in charge of feeding it?   It had been scary at first but you had gotten used to it, and it no longer growled or roared at your approach, it seemed to have learned that you were the human that gave it food. Even though the beast, dubbed Skarr, by the raiders for the scar on its face, scared the hell out of you you could not help but feel sorry for it. Even if he did stare at you a lot in an unsettling manner.   It was just as much a prisoner as you were. That was what really made things difficult about it being here, seeing slowly waste away in a cage that was too small for such a giant beast, seeing it get harassed by the raiders who threw things at it and poked at it with makeshift spears just for their own entertainment.   You wished that you could just set it free, but you had no access to the key and you were sure it would not be happy with any humans in its vicinity.   Recently, you had been sweeping the area near the cage when the deathclaw looked at you and whimpered. It moved its tail so that it stuck out of the cage and you saw a nasty gash left by one of your mutually shared abusers. You were scared to do so but you approached cautiously, fully aware that you were within reach of the deadly claws for which deathclaws are named, and took a closer look at his tail.   But Skarr knew you were the only nice human and that they mistreated you, so he made no aggressive sounds or movements and let you examine him.   You rummaged through your pockets and pulled out a stimpak you had been saving in case the raiders ever got too rough and hurt you more than they had intended. You were not entirely sure that it would work on a deathclaw, but you could tell by the seriousness of the wound combined with the poor conditions that Skarr was kept in that this would almost certainly get infected, so you carefully applied the stimpak before bandaging the wound with a piece of your pants that you had torn off.   Suddenly Skarr turned and licked your cheek gently, you flinched thinking he might hurt you but that was all he did. After administering the stimpak he already looked a bit better than he had looked in days. You wanted to go get him some extra rations, but it would have to wait until night time, you had to go harvest crops before night fall so you could make breakfast tomorrow.   Skarr wished you could stay. He wished a lot of things. He was the bigger and stronger of the two of you so in his mind he should be taking care of you, you were clearly supposed to be his mate. How else would you explain how nice you were to him?? You fed him and took care of his wounds and even without weapons you approached him. So that settled it, you were his soft-mate.   Skarr watched you, something he frequently enjoyed doing to pass the time, as you grabbed a basket and headed to the field across from his cage and began picking ripe produce.   Suddenly Frack, the raider leader, passed by you and decided to punch you just to see you topple over in pain. You fell over and he kicked once before chucking and walking away.   Skarr was livid. His soft-mate (Y/N) had been assaulted and needed him! He was enraged. His anger in conjunction with that medicine that energized him earlier made him go berserk. He suddenly had the power to rend his cage asunder and he roared LOUDLY as he did so.   Frack looked over to see what the commotion was and did not have time to piss himself before Skarr closed the distance between them and removed the burden of Frack’s head from Frack’s neck.   The large deathclaw sniffed at you, now covered in Frack’s blood, and licked you tentatively to make sure you were okay. You were still and did not even dare to breath until Skarr vanished after sniffing the air.   The giant monster ran off and you could hear a number of screams that were cut very short. And the sickening ripping of flesh and snapping of oh so fragile human bone.   You decided that now would probably be a good time to leave, Skarr had not harmed you yet but he was a deathclaw and he was a raging deathclaw at that and there was simply no predicting his behavior.

    You ran to get some supplies but Skarr was upon you before you even had them all gathered. He was so thrilled, he could finally be with his soft-mate. He could finally take care of you now. He scooped you up easily, but carefully into his large claws and licked your neck and cheeks happily, over and over, with a blood stained tongue.   You recoiled at the sensation of the tongue and scent of blood and viscera that clung to Skarr and specifically clung to his breath, he had clearly taken a moment to catch up on lost meals.   The creature noticed how you flinched away and started to cry in fear, but he was not too worried, you were tiny and just scared from all the excitement, he would show you that he was just keeping you safe and only intended to take care of you and give you his eggs to incubate.   And what better time than to show you now after he had just rescued you and defeated your mutual enemies? It would be a glorious celebration of your victory!   He easily cut off your pants and underwear with one of his digits and tossed them aside, he sat down as he sniffed your entrance. Hmm, a bit too tight to get an egg in there. But no worries, he would not deprive you of the opportunity to be a mate for someone so strong. He decided to lick at your hole with his long tongue until you were loose enough to slide into.   You flailed pathetically as you felt something warm and slimy ghost against your hole. But deathclaws were not really beings focused on foreplay, so that was the only warning you received before his tongue plunged roughly into you. “Sk-Skarr stop!”, you squealed at the sudden intrusion. But he took little notice of your protests. The only thing he even understood from what you had said was the moniker that you humans called him. If anything you squealing his name just encouraged him.   Skarr was eager to learn what it would feel like to knot such a tight little soft-mate. After prodding your depths tentatively with his tongue he began redoubling his efforts to loosen you up, you squirmed in pleasure and discomfort as you felt it twisting and writhing inside you.   You would have struggled harder, but you were ever wary of accidentally hurting yourself on his large claws, and you did not exactly want to anger him either after seeing what he had done so easily to Frack. You decided that for your own safety you would submit.   When you stopped your silly struggles your deathclaw lover felt your hole relax enough to hopefully take his length. He slid his tongue out and turned you to face him as he lowered you towards his throbbing erection. You saw it ominously below you, it was slick, slimy, and an angry red color, with many ridges. It bobbed slightly, eager to feel you around it.   You blanched at the sight, it was easily the size of your arm in both length and thickness, how was THAT supposed to fit inside of YOU?   He lined it up with your hole that had been so well lubed with thick deathclaw saliva (and traces of blood that had  been on his tongue) and slammed you down on it fully.   You fought back the urge to scream as tears streamed down your face. Despite being much looser from his previous oral ministrations than you would have been otherwise it was still an insanely titanic thing to be impaled upon, especially so unceremoniously.   Skarr was not an idiot, he knew you were in pain, but it was for the best. He knew you would love it once you had a nice strong egg inside of you and you would get used to him breeding you over time. Besides, he was being much gentler with you, his soft-mate, than he would be with another deathclaw.   He thrust himself into you slowly and licked up from your neck to your tear covered cheeks in an effort to comfort you as best he could. Skarr had no desire for you to be in pain, but he could not deny that the sight of you crying and the sound of your little whimpers were not the most wondrous things to ever grace his senses. Except, of course, for the feeling of being so tightly inside of your most intimate depths.   As he continued to breed you suddenly the feeling of fullness increased even more, a part of his cock was somehow swelling inside of you like some kind of canine. The pain that had actually just started to diminish was now back and worse than it was previously.   You gasped and groaned, your breaths ragged and pained. Mercifully Skarr slowed down the pace considerably, letting you adjust to his knot tying you to him. Fast fucking was not required for sex with a deathclaw, he was perfectly content slowly humping into you and just enjoying the friction on his cock, and most importantly, his knot.   You clung to him desperately, limply leaning on his strong chest for support. The pain finally subsided and the slightest modicum of pleasure was allowed to surface as the ridges and knot of his cock brushed slowly against every inch of your inner folds.   You tried to just focus on the pleasure and ignore everything else about your situation, but it was hard given how over stimulated you were. Skarr had started licking and very carefully mock-biting your neck. Ghosting his powerful teeth against your tender human flesh.   Your large mate kept up the slow pace, allowing you to enjoy it to the extent that you were able until finally you came harder than you ever had in your life. Feeling your entire body shudder around his cock was just the push Skarr needed to take him over the edge and start pumping you full of viscous deathclaw cum.   Though unknown to you this was really to lube you up and prep you for the main event.   You shrieked.   Suddenly you felt something massive and hard deposited into you through his cock. You noticed your belly actually bulged out a bit now. He held you close to him and licked your tears away again as you sobbed.   His knot did not deflate in the least, you were stuck crying pitifully as his dick was firmly entrenched within you. Skarr enjoyed the intimacy of you being his little cock sleeve though. He felt so close to you.   Eventually, after a few hours, when his cock decided it was time to slide out of you, he would take you back to his den where he lead a large deathclaw pack and you would be perfectly protected from all the cruel horrors of the Mojave Wasteland.   Except the horror between Skarr’s legs, but you would get used to that one eventually.   

[elementalgod-aj]

Old Friends

Presenting Anomy's childhood Friends

A Group of Demi Humans (Humanoids with Animal characteristics) When Anomy Fled home at a young age he Meet them in the city . In a Way they became a surrogate family , Doing odd jobs to make money, Helping others and making names for themselves . Until they day they went there separate ways of course

Trottel : the Oldest of the Bunch, he was a more serious, Hardworking and Hot headed leader , but everything he would do he would do for his friends and his sister. He and Anomy were considered Rivals always trying to out wit each other in any challenge

Shurui : the Most Mature and Nurturing of the Group, She had to act like a mother to them whenever they got into trouble and Always tried to keep the peace and always wished to visit her home land something that she Anomy had in common among other things one fact that was true amongst them was that Both she and Anomy were quite smithen with each other

Skaars :A Adventure seeker, and a very overactive Young man, Always knowing his way around the streets , he was always the strategist when it came to plans they had , can be a bit of a wise cracker and a Joker, however when it came down to it he'd stand up for his friends

Diana : A Daughter of a Military General she most lived a tough and disciplined life that is until she left , she's a laid back tomboy of a girl and let's just say she had a temper that even scared most adults , However only Anomy and Shurui only know of her True self making them her closest friends

If you wish to know more give Anomy a Question or two about his Old friends

[scrapnick]

i think you should know that i am 200% here for the elwood/skarr content. they can peek through the blinds and sip on their lukewarm cups of coffee and silently judge the neighbors together and that’s just beautiful.

Well done you just cursed my followers with another year of Elwood/Skarr content! Hope you’re happy with yourself!!

(For real tho oh my gooood they most definitely will do that, both trying and failing to accumulate to a suburban non evil life style gshafaffg💕💕💕💕)

[jelena-x-archive-blog]

I’m so sorry that I’m like this

[kyraxyrespace]

New characters revealed for Legacy. I may do another gif set for the characters already in FusionFall.

[the-final-boys]

What is a “final boy”?

If you ask anyone they’d tell you that Final Boys are male counterparts for Final Girls (a trope that consists on the last girl standing in horror movies).

BUT!!! I decided to make my own final boys for every slasher/Horror film! So for me “Final boys” is how I call my group of OCs! (Although there’s one cis girl and 3 NB Masc people!) And their names are based on the Zodiac too!

I don’t own the concept of “final boys” but I did put my own take on it making my own set of characters!

OH! My final boys have a twist too them too! They must have a backstory with the slasher, that or a strong bonding with the slasher throughout the story! (Think of it as a kind of AU!!!)

For example, Sage “Sagittarius” Requiem and Michael Myers! They met at the mental institution. Sage’s got a bit of a backstory with a cult. Sage was born inside a cult to serve as the reborn form of the entity they worshipped, and their hair was said to be the source of their power, so the cult shaved their head when the hair got to shoulder lenght. Sage then went on a killing spree, frustrated with the cult and murdering many members. The leader of the cult then sent them to Smith’s Grove and gave them specific instructions to shave Sage’s head every month. Sage got insecure about their looks and isolated themselves. Michael noticed Sage and got a liking to them, decided to protect them from then on. Oh, and fun fact, I made Sage have regeneration powers but that’s only for cool scenarios with both of them.

They split paths once Sage escaped, but Michael was determined to find them. (Still developing the “Present” side of the story!)

Taurus Skarr and Amanda Young/John Kramer/Mark Hoffman:

Taurus suffered some horrible abuse, besides that, everyone in his family rejected him after that, he couldn’t mantain a stable relationship and that caused him to have some serious abandonment issues. That made him become suicidal and try to end his own life. Meanwhile he worked as John’s provider of materials for traps/games. That’s when he noticed Taurus’ scars and decided to “Save him” by making a game for him (I’ll explain a bit better when I finish all of the basic stories)

John made Taurus his apprentice and that’s when the boy met Amanda and Hoffman. He got attached to the woman quickly, attention starved, he looked for her praise and approval. When Kramer and Amanda died, he blamed it on Mark but still followed his steps and advice, getting too attached again.

I’ll expand this post as I expand the story!

(My english is bad, not my first language, sorry if there’s any typos!)

[parhelion-ouija]

Goretober No. 7 - Decapitation! This one's a little late, and today's will be a little late today too due to my work schedule. This is one of my older OCs, Skarr! Original name, I know.