#my oc babs

[weenierufu]

omggg them,,,,,,,,,

[astro-clicker]

Commission :] I lova them.,....

[muckyschmuck]

you'll never guess which annoying animal i decided to draw rn

[strangermask]

My first ever bought comission by @probably-not-a-rutabaga ! Thank you again for making this!

[beccadrawsstuff]

we'll see how far I can get into OCtober - here's favorite OC! Of course it's Babs.

[vulturevanity]

local princess found moping around in her dragon form

[achillean-knight]

WAIT LEMME UPLOAD THESE ASWELL LMAO I am so sorry if I already uploaded ANY of these

But... behold! 6+ year old characters even though these are their redesigns NSBSBSBSV

Also the last bean I draw alot so BSBSVSV alot of art let's go

[lambsouvlaki]

For the Hell of It - Friends

Characters: Jason Todd x fem!oc

Rating and warnings: G, no warnings.

Word count: 985

Summary: She and Andy do the washing up after dinner with some old friends.

Masterlist

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Jason followed Andy into Roy’s kitchen. Roy had given them strict instructions not to touch the dishes, which was cute of him. 

With unspoken agreement, they descended in tandem on the mess left from dinner. Through the kitchen windows the first stray stars of the night were glinting through ragged clouds above the Seattle skyline. Inside was bright and comfortable. The house might have been small but Roy had made it a home. It always made Jason’s week to see how well the two of them were doing. 

Roy was in bedtime negotiations with a now six year old Lian. Dick and Babs were in the living room deciding what movie the adults would watch. 

Andy rolled up her sleeves and started rinsing off dishes, while Jason filled the dishwasher. They moved around each other easily, exchanging crockery and lightly bumping hips. 

They were on day four of a much needed holiday. He never noticed just how tired he was until he left Gotham and took a moment to breathe, then it hit him all at once. He was just starting to recover from the initial exhaustion. 

Dinner had been great, with surprisingly little work talk, and not just for Lian’s sake. Andy and Babs got to talking about library funding and the general state of the education system with great passion. It turned out the two were closer than he realised, which he thought was great. They were quite possibly planning an infiltration of Gotham’s local council to redirect funds to public schools, which was terrifying. 

Lian asked if there could be more funding for silent reading time. Everyone agreed this was a very wise suggestion. 

She was such a cute kid. She hung onto Jason’s neck when they first got there and refused to let go, making him cart her around the house. Andy took a couple of photos, because they were adorable together. He knew. They put on their best smiles for the camera. 

They ran out of things for the dishwasher and Andy turned to what needed to be hand washed. Jason picked up the tea towel and got busy drying. 

Andy bumped his hip. He bumped her back, maybe a bit too hard. She gave him a look and flicked soap suds at him.

He squawked and cracked the towel at her backside. 

She yelped and burst out laughing. She brandished the scrubbing brush to ward him off. He smirked at her, and spun the towel to make it a better weapon. 

“You two better not be doing dishes in there!” Roy called. 

“Na, we’re drinking all your booze,” Jason yelled back.

“I knew it,” Roy said, stepping into the kitchen and ushering a pyjama-d Lian in before him. “Little Miss Pumpkin is here to say goodnight.”

“Goodnight! Goodnight! Goodnight!” 

Both of them got swift hugs. Then she was herded off to the living room to say goodnight to the others. 

Andy smiled at their retreating backs. She was good with kids, Jason privately noted. He focused on the gravy boat he was drying. 

Soon he was done, everything was either set out to soak and Andy was left scrubbing a casserole dish. 

Jason watched her narrow her eyes at the stubborn burnt bits, and set her shoulders with equal stubbornness. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulder. 

She made a soft sound and tilted her head to rub against his cheek. 

“You enjoying yourself?” he asked quietly. 

“Yeah. It’s always good to see Roy again. And Lian is so much bigger than the photos.” Her shoulders relaxed. “I’m glad we did this.”

“Me too.”

She held the dish up to the light and examined it critically, focusing again. He stayed holding onto her, but raised his chin to rest on top of her head. 

“Those two have gone very quiet in the living room,” she said.

He hummed. Jason was sworn to secrecy, but Dick hid a diamond ring in his pocket. Technically those two weren’t on a holiday and were on this side of the country for work reasons, but he had plans to set up something romantic tomorrow before heading home. 

Jason highly suspected he wouldn’t last that long, Dick had been watching Babs throughout the night like a man seeing stars for the first time. Disgustingly saccharine, Jason called it, without a hint of sincerity. 

He was so happy for them. 

He tightened his grasp on Andy. He was happy just in general, in fact. It was unnerving. Good things didn’t happen to him, and when they did, it was just a pretense for something worse to get its claws into him. He was the sucker who kept sticking his hand on the stove and kept getting burned, over and over. 

Or at least, so he used to say. Somewhere along the way he had stopped believing it. 

Now here they were, welcomed in by an old friend. Telling jokes with Roy who was more stable than Jason could ever recall, who didn’t hide the old track marks in his arm anymore. With Babs who was more confident and powerful in her wheelchair than she had ever been before it, and Dick, who you would never know forgot himself after a bullet punched a hole in his skull. Andy, who was free, and Jason himself.

The enormity of it choked him. 

Andy made an inquisitive noise, even though he knew he hadn't said anything. She read him so well.

“Since when are we dinner party people?” he asked, a little disgruntled. 

“Since, hmm, about three hours ago?”

“Weird.”

She chuckled. She put aside the last dish, and leaned back against him a little. He kissed her hair. 

Funny, how you could yearn for what you already had. 

“Alright, baby?” she asked quietly. 

He wound his arms tighter, one arm resting over her heart, and the other across her stomach. He closed his eyes and relished her warmth. 

“Yeah. I’m… I’m good.”

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[golden--doodler]

See More Seymour's Week Day Five: Free Space

Of course, because it's the "Free Space" day for the last day of @seemoreseymoursbay week, I knew I just had to draw my precious baby child, Alexis. Because I had to. It was inevitable, and very necessary.

I decided to draw them wearing a cape with the Nonbinary flag on it, because yay for Nonbinary Pride!! I will always love them dearly.

Also, huge thank you to @babsvibes for running this week. You're amazing, it was so much fun to participate in!!

[ID]: Digital fanart of an OC for Bob's Burgers named Alexis. They are seen in a full-body profile and are seen standing in a pose on their tip-toes. Their knees are slightly bent and they are standing with one hand pointed upwards and their other hand curled like a claw. They have large, fluffy hair, and a huge grin on their face, along with large, rounded glasses. They're wearing a cape that's flowing behind them which has the Nonbinary Flag on it, its colors being bright yellow, white, light purple, and black.

[weenierufu]

Wrow! Vic!!

[astro-clicker]

doodles I did the past few weeks :]

[4ndeka]

The Legend of Levella and Lovidicus (Lovevella, if you will.)

[ackalice]

HOLY CRAP THIS TOOK TWO DAYS-

but here it is! I planned this a month ago but never got the chance to start it till yesterday.

Here's a buncha Donnie's kids! I thought it would be fun to gather a few oc's (including my own) and make a big ol' canvas of 'em.

Alya, Lou, and Emi belong to @s-s-ironnie

Petri belongs to @Darlinkaz on Twitter

August belongs to @Star_Sparkler on Twitter

and Adamo, Bambinali, and Dara belong to this dork.

Close-ups:

[toucheholland23]

This lil fashion thing is becoming a series with @sillywabbits ‘s girl, Bun rocking some nice clothes 🩷✌️

[lazywriter-artist]

Which OC has the strongest bite?

Hmmm

Probably C4n1d, baby is built to kill🥰, most of my other Admechs don’t have mouths, though outside of Admechs a few of my chaos ocs (who I haven’t really posted much about) probably compete pretty easily.

If I had to rank them it’d probably look a bit like this:

Big brother B (A Khorne beserker, and companion to my blood pact guardsman)

C4n1d

Az-M0D3u5y

Fret & mosh ( Noise marine brothers)

8r14n

Atreus (a commissar— he’s my little freak with his fangs and human flesh cravings—)

And I think Galileo. He’s got some pent up rage under all them niceties and commissar professionalism he wants to go ape shit

That’s just a bit loose and silly with em UwU

Mantis ArchMagos might compete with crushing strength tho— his raptorial legs aren’t a joke— same with Logis. Crunch force on that claw is scary, especially when it means they can crush tech priests like tin cans—

[screwpinecaprice]

Baby?    Baby!