#oc: ajax

[vicciouxs]

growing up can be scary sometimes.

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[toadslug]

valentine's day shenanigans ❤️🩷❤️🩷❤️

plus wind 🧡💛🤍💙🖤

[just-sams-art]

A burnt out Ajax. Been spoonless today so I manifested it onto Ajax.

He/They for Ajax

Shameless tagging of friendos >:3c

@theninjabozo @confirmedcannibal @bestlittlesnek

[interstellarchaosss]

A silly little character design for a project we're rotating in our brain right now. Guy who is obsessed with guitars and might not be the best person ever. Or even really a good one.

Please do not use our art without our permission. Feel free to ask to use for icons and similar things, but we have the right to say no.

Program: Firealpaca Approx. Time: 1h Original Date: 17.11.24 Commission/Trade/Collab status in bio/pinned! Art Of: Unnamed Vulture [OC] (System Member Artist: Shrapnel)

[kit-williams]

A Drabble

tw: oral; idiots in love;

-Timeline: Before the story proper-

Perturabo was use to Penelope being excitable... she was in her early twenties after all verses him being well over a hundred years old by the time they married. It amused him greatly how differently she acted in the public eye verses with him privately. It made him feel like he had something all his own and it was the truest version of his wife. But he watched her slide into the room looking at him bewildered, "Why didn't you tell me you were hot?!" She says in that whining tone of hers.

Perturabo gives Penelope a deep frown counting slowly in his head. She has a habit of saying stupid things not realizing at first what she says. With her also being from the mountains she sometimes messes up the phrasing... that and her being a commoner once she tends to speak far more casually with him in private... and well of course he loves her. Love was something Pertruabo did not give out his love easily as Calliphone was the only other person he would have said that he loved before he realized he loved Penelope in a different way.

"Let me rephrase!" Her eyes sparkle realizing her slip up, "Why am I only now finding out you had a beard!" She whines softly.

"I see you visited Calliphone." Pertruabo points out knowing full well that the only paintings of him left of his time before meeting Father were with his sister.

"Of course I did. And I only now just saw how amazing you look with a beard! I feel robbed!" Penelope says with her dramatics as he could hear her bare feet upon the stone as she walked over to his desk.

"Unlike Russ I did not enjoy the feeling of my hair getting tangled and knotted. So I shaved my whole body." Perturabo says returning focus to a building design.

"Do you think you'll ever grow it out again?" He feels her cheek against his arm.

"Why?"

"It looked good on you."

"Do I not look good now?" He looked over at her with a blank look on his face. He wasn't afraid of what she would say...

"I fell in love with you now. Clean shaven, tubes, and all. I mean I doubt I looked good when you first met me."

"You looked good."

"Bo I had three teeth missing, crooked toes from them being broken and not healing right, awful hair, and a myriad of other things that would leave many poets desiring something."

That got Perturabo to frown, "That doesn't matter." He bristles not liking how she talks about herself sometimes. He chose her so why does-

"Exactly dear." Penelope says softly with that pleasing smile of hers that causes her eyes to close slightly, "You loved me at my worst looking. No I'm not saying you have bad taste in women I'm saying that if looks were something you were really picky on then I wouldn't have a chance."

"They never complemented my work earnestly." Perturabo says softly.

"Their loss." She says before climbing up to sit on his thigh wrapping her arms around his neck and presses her cheek to his as she smiles just showering him in affection.

He doesn't like showing affection in public a weakness that could be exploited... but she's a mortal and needs it... and he wont repeat nearly letting her walk away from his life by withholding it from her. He sighs softly pulling her into a hug enjoying the comfortable silence before speaking up, "After the Crusade." She looks at him before he continues, "I'll regrow my beard after the Crusade. My head hair..." He feels a modicum of self consciousness at the thought.

"I can live with just a beard... and maybe some chest hair too?"

"You're insatiable." He kisses her cheek seeing the gears in her mind thinking, "You're thinking of something."

"Beard Burn." Penelope says with a sigh.

"You really are insatiable." He laughs softly to which she scoffs.

"Would you rather I be like Lady Dorn? Mindful and demur and stone faced too? Or perhaps I shall have a frown upon my face as well." She says before she pouts dramatically at him.

"You're pouting."

"Well I'm not very good at frowning I suppose." Penelope says before kissing him.

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She doesn't know how this man got into her room... and why he was naked. But she had to admit he was insane enough to try and seduce her though he looked... familiar?

"Speechless?" That familiar voice rumbles out.

Her eyes widen, "Bo?"

"In the flesh," He lies as what this puppet really was is metal, "You really do not like it when I'm closer to your height."

She sighs putting a hand to her cheek, "Like I've said... a decade of being use to you towering over me does not go away just like that. But... I suppose... it's been awhile for you."

"Partially I do not trust myself to not hurt you," He partially lies to his beloved spouse looking away not wanting to think too hard about everything as he came here for a mental reprieve... not to be eaten by guilt...

He looks at her feeling her weight on the bed as she gives him a kiss for his troubles before pulling away and looking over him, "By the Ancients Perturabo you're so hairy!" She says before putting her face into his chest and making a pleased noise.

"Oh yes probably not as hairy as some of my sons from the mountains are," He says with his eyes closed as he can't help but preen under her pleased gaze, "But I hope its enoUGH!" He nearly jumps as he feels her mouth around him as he looks to her sparkling eyes as she grins with her mouth full giving a giggle. He swallows and burns the sight into his very essence, "Well you look quite pleased."

"Oh yesh bery peeesed," Penelope says with her mouth full.

"Don't talk with your mouth full Nelly." Perturabo says causing her to laugh and she lets him slip free from her mouth. As she crawls up to meet him in an embrace and to enjoy the night.

-Timeline: Perturabo got to Penelope first-

Guilliman didn't know what was spurring his traitorous brother on. Perturabo was moving aggressively carving out a large territory for himself. The spies that were able to give any information was sparse and usually wildly outdated by the time it reached him but something was spurring him on. The radical inquisitor was able to get a recording... "Apparently the rapid border expansion of the Iron lord's territory is because of something he acquired. We're uncertain if it's from his recent fights with the other traitor primarchs but the Iron Warriors have been consolidating and changing their focus."

Guilliman was very familiar with how Perturabo was moving... it was his methodical expansion from the Great Crusade... he was bringing planets into compliance. And given the numbers the Inquisiton estimate... Perturabo was a threat. His mind thinks back for a moment... perhaps the thing that changed was Penelope? But that was well over fifty years now when he first got that distress call from the Iron Amarantos and he assumes that the perils on that half of the Cixitrix Maledictum got to her before she could get to one of the crossing points.

"We don't have any information on this sudden Demogauge. All we know is that she just appeared around the same time of the expansion. The Iron Lady as she's been called." Guilliman refrains from rolling his eyes... of course just like Ferrus, Perturabo was associated with Iron.

The pict capture plays as the agents get into their positions. "This one is also important... but its clearly a young Astartes." The Inquisitor says as notes pop up as the image of a... familiar man walks on screen. He looked so much like Perturabo... then again what one of his sons didn't but there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind that this wasn't a normal son of Perturabo.

"And here comes the Iron Lady." The Inquisitor says but the Astartes uses a different title.

"Play it back now." Guilliman orders as he listens to the title again... "That's not Iron Lady..." He has a sinking feeling he knows who is about to walk on screen.

"What does it translate to then my Lord?"

"Iron Mother."

And upon the screen with a newfound grace she glided into view draped in the colors of the fourth legion straight from the days of the great crusade was Penelope. Though Roboute wonders if it really is her give how she was closer to the size of Alpharius or a Primaris marine and Roboute watched her sweet talk a planet into compliance... because she was the gentle hand to the Iron Lord... she was the gentle hearth where Perturabo was a roaring forge... Roboute didn't have many chances to meet his brother's wife. But he remembers one of the few times she was around and Perturabo was bristling. Perhaps it is the hindsight now to realize that her death is what damned the fourth legion... but he remembers the way they simply looked at each other. Something Roboute was jealous of, at the time, with how tenderly she held his face... how lovingly she looked into his eyes...

"It can't be her..." He whispers... this must have been some poor mortal or some abomination Perturabo had made to replace his wife... if he never got over her.

"Who is she..." An Inquisitor asks.

"Back in the Great Crusade era... before the Heresy... Perturabo had a wife," His eyes focus on one of the Astartes standing next to her before pointing, "and a son."

The Ram, the bulwark of Ossento system, Warsmith of the 101st Grand Company... and more titles but Guilliman couldn't help but see how much he looked like his father... the way he seemed to look into the camera and just smile.

The alarms blare as the sigil of the Iron Warriors appears on the screen. A virus the tech adepts and priests scream as a video forces itself to play.

"Hello Guilliman." Penelope says, "You probably have a dozen questions seeing me again... and like this." She says softly, "I would love to answer them but straying too far from your brother would... well he wouldn't like that but I'm willing to meet you still perhaps not at Macragge but I think you will be please with what I have to say. Take care Lord of Macragge." And with the video ends the virus dies

[ashanbhala]

some art for the vicn trilogy

[n0phis]

what's up with the creature counterparts of your ocs? that seems rlly interesting....

im not 100% sure how to answer this, i wasnt sure whether it was in reference to pets, canon/more Creature Coded Features present in some aus (explained in another ask! eyeball emoji)

BUT!!! we do actually have specific animals associated with all characters! they actually started out being referred to as animals before they had names. worm and i have animal coded these cretins so fucking hard specifically rook, jasper and morgan have very heavy Animal Exploration with like. several different things worm and i have gone 'oh theyre so x-coded' about. BUT the strict list of Animal Starting Points is

lyra - lynx vic - wolf finn - ferret morgan - mink rook - pigeon nedward - buzzard ajax - bear jacob - badger adam - hyena and there are some exceptions (and a lot of less explored characters i havent listed here)! jasper was given an association later on, mostly housecat but sometimes i feel like he's Really ball python coded. sam doesn't really have one, we have one whose animal is simply listed as 'chuck' in the spreadsheet, and there's also Devil From The Bible who is simply doing his own thing

[primarinite]

whatever

[theyofotherworlds-ocs]

[wizzsp]

Hi! I'm Wren. Some people know me as Wiz.

I’m an illustrator who specializes in a dark, western comic style with eerie colour palettes. I have a passion for horror, fantasy, and TTRPGs (Dungeons and Dragons and Vampire: the Masquerade in particular, Warhammer 40k and the greater World of Darkness games most recently). This blog is a smattering of my interests (mainly my OCs), so if any of that interests you, welcome to my little slice of the void.

If you don't feel like scrolling through my art tag, check out my portfolio here.

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*Quick disclaimer: I do try to tag any sensitive/potentially triggering content, but the majority of what I post is horror related. There will be, at the very least, mentions of blood and gore. I may forget to tag things. If you need something tagged, you can send me an ask and I'll do my best to do so. Blog navigation below:

GENERAL TAGS #ghost draws - My art tag. Any art I make shall go here. #ghost streams - Sometimes I stream to Twitch. This is where those announcements go. #ghost speaks - Sometimes I have opinions. If you don't wish to see them, feel free to block this tag.

OC TAGS & OVERVIEW I have many OCs. This will encompass my main muses for now, but feel free to explore around my blog for any stray content of my unlisted children. #oc: briar - Briar Warwick (she/they/it). Anarch Nosferatu Bagger. Private investigator and ex-cage fighter. Embraced at the age of 23 in 2003. Once low humanity, trying to be less of a bitch in recent nights. Jury's out on if it's doing well with that or not. Has a famulus named Walter who will attempt to bite your fingers off if not careful. #oc: lark - Lark Hallows (any, defaults to she/him/they). Anarch-leaning Malkavian (Ananke bloodline) Grim Reaper. Painter of apocalyptic prophecies. Embraced at the age of 20 in 1976. Mainly here to just have a good time. Tendency to hear birdsong as a sign of great change/impending or recent death.

#oc: ajax [vtm, 1980's] - Ajax Sullivan (she/they). Always some flavoring of a Gunslinger/Warlock combo. May or may not be the host of a once thought-to-be-dead, parasitic god of corruption/monsters. My Dungeons and Dragons fast-talker. Ravnos (prev. Gangrel for a time) urban explorer in my VtM AU. Add whichever word in the brackets you'd like to the end of the main tag to explore her variations.

#oc: moth (currently under construction) - Valdis (Moth) Domarien (they/it). An old, beloved DnD character of mine that's going through an overhaul and becoming my main Changeling: the Lost muse. Originally a Rogue/Ranger/Warlock tiefling, now a Darkling Leechfinger who lives to terrorize from the shadows (and through various reflective surfaces) as well as carve their little statues from the peace of their Hallow. Has a giant black widow spider named Daisy as a friend, mentor and steed.

[vicciouxs]

graffities. . . and police.

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[toadslug]

I GOT A NEW TABLET!!! I can finally make digital art again <3 I'm a little rusty, so I practiced on Whiteout, Clearsight, and Manta. I then doodled and Thistle and Jax <3 <3

[just-sams-art]

Ajax was bored. So, to alleviate his boredom they decided to take Puck to pester Nebula whilst they're working on a new universe. Unfortunately, Nebula is not as patient as their brother.

Nebula removed Ajax from their realm soon after this. Maybe don't bug a primordial god next time, Ajax.

Nebula and Ajax belong to me. Puck belongs to @bestlittlesnek.

They/them for Nebula, he/they for Ajax, and they/him/it for Puck.

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[interstellarchaosss]

Local scumbag bird thing steals your guitar in broad daylight, more at 11.

Please do not use our art without our permission. Feel free to ask to use for icons and similar things, but we have the right to say no.

Program: IbisPaint X Approx. Time: 2h 30m Original Date: 7.01.25 Commission/Trade/Collab status in bio/pinned! Art Of: Ajax [OC] (System Member Artist: Shrapnel)

[roadkillgodfather]

thank you bloodstained Ajax sketch that reminds me what size brush I've been using <3

[bughazard]

[ID: 1: A digital sketch of an anthro spotted hyena with his legs pulled up towards his check. The camera is slightly behind his shoulder, and he has his head turned to look towards the camera.

2: A digital sketch of an anthro striped hyena from the shoulders up. She has a happy expression and is sticking her tongue out, and she is holding her hands up like paws. end ID]

Im only realizing now that I'm posting these places that these are like really low contrast but whatever