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villainanders · 3 months
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They say Cousland’s youngest is set on revenge…
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cemeterything · 4 months
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What do your ocs reaver and valentine look like? I like them a lot!
YAYYYYYY okay <3 valentine's a decorated mech pilot who wears her mechsuit even outside the cockpit because her body is breaking down under the stress. she's pale, spindly, flat-chested and has poor posture from hours spent hunched inside a hulk of metal. she's tall and long-boned, which gives her an insect-like appearance. her hair is an off-white shade with faded brown strands peppered in; it used to be dark brown but the stress has bleached it. she usually wears it curled in propaganda shoots and television appearances because it looks too thin otherwise. her skin is a patchwork of half-healed, raw and infected, necrotic flesh from skin grafts which haven't had time to heal before she got back in the mech (hence the suit, which she uses as armour, exoskeleton and shield). she has wide brown bloodshot eyes lined with shadows of exhaustion and tension, and she gets an eyepatch later in her story when one of them is damaged too severely to be of functional use anymore.
reaver is a stocky asian-american man with dark hair streaked with grey and matching facial hair that lies somewhere in the liminal space between stubble and beard. he has an appearance best described as both careworn and careless - depression and bitterness weigh heavy on him, and although he's always presentable, he makes no more effort to be than the bare minimum. his clothes are clean, but old, and showing signs of repeated repair. his hair is long enough to tie back into a ponytail, but straggly at the ends in a way that suggests it's the result of a lack of regular haircuts rather than a conscious decision to grow it out. his eyes are heavy-lidded, hazel, and his loveliest feature. his skin is a light golden-brown, but with a pallid, unhealthy undertone that belies how little sun he gets. he looks older than his years, more like someone in their fifties than their forties like he actually is. he has muscle definition, but he's "let himself go" slightly, so it's padded out with a layer of softness and sagging skin that's clearly not from living well. unlike valentine, who gives the impression of someone who was striking but never beautiful, he's got the look of a man who was once handsome but has sunk into despair.
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clemmykins · 1 month
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god i love my pale reaver Aeonn
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soularsss · 4 days
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had the idea during my last piece to substitute sith eyes for the eclipse and i honestly think it’s cool asf,
I’ve been playing around with the idea that only one of Meis eyes would change because the other one is discolored due to blunt force trauma, her pupil in that eye doesn’t dilate either so i’m making the weird space magic follow MY rules lmfao
anyways i like this motif! the idea of the dark side eclipsing the light and that being when the eyes occur
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fatherentropy · 1 year
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didn't even know Fable was having a sexyman poll until the results were put on my dash this morning and congrats to my man Walt beating the fan favorite of over a decade in Round 1
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reaversanctuary · 1 year
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Oakvale's sparrows, and flowers, and her...
○A simple sketchbook page of Lily, my own design for Reaver's wife!○
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hans-hargan · 11 months
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When the father-in-law doesn't like you
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imyooming · 1 month
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I drew more of my oc Lily and my boy Raziel
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monkie-keebs · 3 months
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Kryyptus in a more realistic style :3c may or may not be referenced from self, but hey >:Vc am happy with it! Less devolved design concept thingy idea for Kryyptus. I'm not big on drawing much realistic stuffs, but I might attempt more sometime to hone on my skill levels, more. I drew this last year. ;u;
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cemeterything · 7 months
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This sounds like an amazing scene. Please tell me more.
so Valentine and Reaver (tentative names, i'm still not sure i like them) are both extremely damaged people living utterly miserable lives in a pre-apocalyptic world. Valentine is a celebrity, a star soldier, a former no-name nobody orphan of the apocalypse who gained fame and fortune and success through apparent sheer good fortune, hard work, and innate charisma. but she has no identity outside of piloting. they lost their entire world as a kid when her town was destroyed, and as a result of that traumatic experience developed the belief that the only way she can ever hope to matter or be worth anything is by making a name for themself, making herself impossible to ignore, for fear of dying alone and forgotten. so they've dedicated their whole life to piloting, and sustain themself on the praise and adoration of the masses and her superiors, and have virtually no life outside of that, let alone plans or dreams for the future. she doesn't often let herself entertain her own personal desires, believing it's pointless; doesn't form connections with other people outside of the professional and transactional because they feel they have nothing else to offer. they're a shell of a person, a pretty face for the propaganda posters and a brilliant smile and shiny medal-laden uniform for the press and a machine of war to inspire the troops. and because of her single-minded total dedication to piloting, she's always first to volunteer for combat and last to accept any assistance or admit to any perceived weakness; their body is literally falling apart from pushing it too hard and hidden beneath their clothes is a patchwork of skin grafts and wounds that refuse to heal held together by glue and stitches and infection that's slowly spreading and killing them. but Valentine is determined to keep going until she drops or dies in combat, to be a martyr for the cause and for public opinion. she has nothing else.
Reaver is more or less the opposite. he's washed-up, a failure, out of time; a good soldier and a good man but a bitter, lonely, cynical wreck of a person. he was never recognized for his efforts like his peers, possessed too much candor and not enough charisma to ingratiate himself with his superiors, was well-liked but always secondary at best to those who burned brighter and were willing to compromise their principles and ethics in exchange for opportunities for advancement and promotion. he drinks too much, cares for himself too little, treats every opportunity to save lives like an obligation and every failure like an inevitability, pushes everyone away before they even get close out of fear of being hurt or abandoned again, and has generally made himself hard to love. at the same time, he's resentful, aloof and unapproachable, sneering with contempt at everyone around him and taking a certain grim satisfaction in self-sabotage and lashing out because it allows him to justify his misery. he and Valentine hate each other because he pities Valentine more than he resents them; he sees Valentine as naive, overconfident and shallow, a bright young thing that will be used til it burns, so he's cruel to her. and Valentine, in turn, is furious at Reaver for his selfish attitude, for allowing himself to descend into despair and self-loathing at the expense of potentially the entire rest of the world, for giving up the opportunity to do good and childishly railing against everyone who comes near him because he didn't get patted on the head enough for his efforts.
they absolutely loathe each other at first, because they see their worst fears in each other, their worst selves, who they could have been if things had just been a little different, and the brutal truth that they would be no better off or happier in the other's place. however, they're forced to work together and regularly be in close proximity to one another by the inexorably advancing apocalypse and budget cuts in military spending, and their bitter conflict helps to peel back the layers and walls they've built up around themselves and get them to confront how badly they've been failed and hurt by the rest of the world and begin to find solace in each other, in their shared experiences and pain and the love and comfort and hope and meaning they can offer each other.
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Double Comm for ~ChubbReaver and ~Hash-ak-Geek on FA of their OCs Punch and Rabidus ! Thank you both so much <3
Get Art From Me ?
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transylvanilla · 9 months
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A friend & fellow reaver enjoyer is super into dragons/wof now so i drew reaver as a dragon :3
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lilegghead · 2 years
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proud memebers of the reaver hate society ❤️
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reaversanctuary · 1 year
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Couple outfits for my version of “Her”.
Lily was a child of Bowerstone who spent all her childhood summers in Oakvale, where she met a very handsome young boy. As an adult, she chose to stay in the village as a school teacher and full time history nerd.
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hans-hargan · 11 months
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i made something gross
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chickenchasersstuff · 2 years
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my fable 2 oc!!!  she is chaotic neutral, once killed her husband for an achievement 
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