#oc: alt. melody

[flame-shadow]

for the charm prompt thing sharp shadow, carefree melody and weaversong

Kingdom-seeker

If you, the asker, would like to adopt this design for 20 USD, please DM me. If not, this design will be available for adoption for anyone else interested after three days. :)

Edit: this one is adopted

[monchy-cronchy]

day 19: Alternative Fashion ⁉️

I might be dead, and I may have be out of the house at a bar till 2 into the morning but I CANNOT pass this UP!!!??1!!!

(someone send help, I have work tonight idk how I’m doing this)

[huffle-dork]

I haven’t said but I’mma be in art fight again! I think it’s my 4th active year?? Hopefully I’ll be going the whole month this time!! Im so excited!

[cage-cat-yt]

The IDs took FOREVER but art dump

[hinamie]

what are your thoughts on fem itafushi

(also i love love love your art it's beautiful ❤️)

eee thank u so much i'm very glad u enjoy my art!! <333

i really don't have any strong attachment to fem!itfs if i'm honest. i have a love-hate relationship w genderswap art overall fr a variety of reasons, one of which simply being that shit Difficult :'>> i think it can definitely be a fun exercise in character design but at least in my experience i've found it challenging translating exactly what makes a character Themselves into an entirely different gender presentation?? like the design itself might be objectively fine but it's so difficult getting it to read as [Character/Ship] TO ME. this may very well b a skill issue as i don't frequently draw genderswap art, but the one time i attempted fem!itfs it just felt like i was looking at itafushi coloured ocs and i lowk hated both the process and the finished product orz

also this is like a Personal Gripe To Me Not Targeted Don't Be Mad Obligatory Draw What You Want Disclaimer but with itfs especially it's a pet peeve of mine where like. fem! versions of the ship swing so far in the other direction in terms of design and character tropes :'>. I find that as a man, megumi is VERY frequently over-feminized, /especially/ in the context of itfs--'oh yuuji is bulkier/more muscular/more rough around the edges than megumi, let's put megumi in situations/clothing/poses that lean into how he's the more "feminine" one of the pair', which is something i already take issue with. But something I see with fem!itafushi is that, now placed in a context where both parties are fem-presenting, suddenly megumi is portrayed to be the more masculine one simply because of the overall colour scheme of the two--'oh yuuji has pink hair = girly and hyperfeminine! megumi has dark hair = alt/goth!' . it's the My Melody/Kuromi-fication of wlw ships and I think it leads people to take a lot of shortcuts with design rather than spending time actually conceptualizing How characters would look and dress in alternate gender presentations.

sry this got away from me gdsfhj truly i'm not trying 2 b a hater or shame anyone this is just what is On My Mind whenever some1 mentions fem!itfs

[kogetaikid]

So I heard you can add any character into The Amazing World of Gumball and They'd fit perfectly...

Wonder if this works for OC's too!

(Keep reading for alt ver/source this is based off/rambling)

Alt ver (Didn't look ominous/blended in enough)

And here's the Melody drawing on its own. Why I decided to outline her, good question. She looks like someone straight out of a 2000's/early 2010 flashgame.

Based off of this! (Don't really use Twitter so I screenshoted this from Reddit.)

(⚠️Rambling beyond this point. Proceed with caution.⚠️)

I wonder if I might make more Gumball content in the future.

I remember watching it when I was 9-10 and going through a rough time in my life (family issues) and it's what inspired me to start making my show, Epic Club in the first place. Back then my tween self saw it as TAWOG's fangirl successor until eventually turning into something darker, more story-oriented and sophisticated as I gained new interests and personal experiences. Nevertheless I'll never forget it's roots though and I hope Epic Club doesn't either.

Besides it's the only other Cartoon Network show besides Over the Garden Wall that I haven't erased from my mind because they stopped me from doing horrible things (trust me, there's a REASON why I don't link my Reddit here) so yeah :)

[333creolelady]

Lady Of The Blue Bakunawa Ch.1

!black-Afab OC X auPirate Roman Reigns

Chapter warnings : descriptions of injuries/illness, paranoid OC.

Banner created by : @joannasteez

Songs this chapter : Whatever may come, An impossible choice, I'm listening

Alt PL songs this chapter: Me in 20 years, Rebel

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She’s floating. Blackness surrounds her as a rush of sound penetrates her ears. She smells salt and sun. There’s a layer of grain that covers her body like sandpaper. She stopped fighting the current of her mind and let go a while ago. In the distance, her grandfather sings to her. She has no energy left to question it. She leans into the melody, trying to block out the loudness below her. That deafening whooshing of water that rings in her ears. 

Just as she nearly feels the embrace of death, a splash of cold water blankets her body. She’s so weak she doesn’t wince, instead it pushes her further and further from the peace she so desperately seeks. She’s still alive. She can still feel it all—hear it all. The hoot of a bird, the blistering sting of heat on her chest, the death rattle in her sternum

  " Let me go," she whispered to the world. How she wishes she could cut the string that tethered her to this wretched planet. The world was never kind to her. How much easier would it be to just leave it all behind? To never have to endure the stab of grief or the unrelenting sting of loneliness she felt almost every day? Death would be a clean slate. A salve for the burn of her existence. 

Another splash of water hits her unreactive frame. Why is the world trying to shake her awake? What more should she have to endure ? She’s certain she’s paid her dues in tears ten times over. 

" Ahoy!!'"

" Ahoyyyyy!!— GIRL! "

" Avast! "

Voices boom in the distance. If she wasn’t so cracked and fried from the sun, she’d open her eyes and turn her head. She senses a large presence next to her. A distant “thunk” in the water and a few seconds later she's being hoisted up from her lying position onto a harder surface. The hands that touch her are warm, large and calloused.  A deep velvety voice calls out to her. " Alright now Dove, Hold on.”

She floating upward. The sounds of the ocean travels further behind her. Then her back softly hits a hard warm surface. The thumping of shoes startled her enough to make her open an eye. She starts with one, taking a moment to allow her pupil to adjusts to the light. She closes them again. 

" Back up. Let the girl breathe ", a voice calls out in the distance. 

"Where is she from?"

" Is this an omen?"

"Careful, she could be a siren!"

" The poor girl…”

Different hands fondle her now. They hold her flopping head still and check her pulse point. She’s still using all of her energy to attempt to peel open just a single eyelid 

" She's alive. She's just unconscious. Heat exhaustion and maybe—-" This man with no face pulls back her lips to check her gums and then peels one her eyes open from the top. He checks her button gums once more. 

“ Her gums are pale and bloody. She is desperately in need of fluids or she might pass on in the next few hours”, says the man. His voice is higher and heavily accented. He sounds foreign and aged. 

“ Quick, give me that rag ", the velvety thick voice demands. He sounds like he’s in charge. 

Droplets of water splatter her mouth. Her face scrunches in discomfort and then she slowly cranks her mouth open to let the ice cold water into her throat. Her aching dry throat weeps with joy. Finally  some drinkable water. 

Her head is propped against a hard muscular chest. That thick hand grabs her chin and supports her head, pressing her against him as to not let her waste a drop. 

He inspects the beautifully wounded girl. Her face is swollen with cuts and bruises littering her face and body. 

“You have a  name, girl?”, he finally asks. His tone is hushed as if it’s just them two together. He’s trying his best not to scare her. 

She makes a third attempt to open her eyes and she finally can see where the hushed voices were coming from. A crowd of men, maybe 20 or more all towered over her. Looks of concern washed their sun kissed faces. It takes a moment for her to register her unluckiness. Is this her final end? As if almost every moment of her life wasn’t hard enough, her exit was seemingly to be met through a sea of men. PIRATES. Depraved men. 

 “ You’re alright”,  says the voice behind her. She looks up at the man holding her. She has no time to register his face before she’s scrambling away. Her voice is shot, she can’t scream. Her bloodshot eyes are far too dry to produce tears. She only makes it a few feet away before the mysterious man crouches down to her. His hands are in front of him in surrender.

" Easy… "

He watches her carefully. Her eyes are large and protruding out of her face in panic as she clutches her knees. She folds into herself. Suddenly there isn’t enough air. 

"We won't hurt ya' miss ", a man steps forward slowly approaching her. She weakly stands up and reaches down into the side of her boot and pulls out a knife, swinging it crazily. The crowd of men don’t even flinch as she points it at them. Her harsh movements knocks her on her bottom again. She can’t take a deep breath, the room is spinning and there’s a pressure in her head that won’t let up. Her mouth opens and closes for relief before she begins to pass out again. She eventually slumps against the wooden edge of the ship, succumbing to the darkness again. 

Roman 

A moment of silence passes between the men. They watch her limp body rise and fall. Roman tilts his head as he notices bruising around her neck as if she'd been choked. He squints in worry. She's in worse shape than he thought. She needed a bed, a bath and rest. There were no women on the ship to get her out of her torn nightgown. This was all just one big mess. He sighs in frustration as he picks her up again, the crowd parting a path to the cabins for him. He lays her flat leaving a pitcher of water and a glass near her bed. He then shuts the door behind her softly. The crew is still frozen after the jarring event of the girl's arrival.

A crew member speaks up, "What do we do with er’ capn’? "

" You lot’ keep your distance and don’t approach unless she addresses you directly. Earl, I need you to tend to her after she wakes up ", he grunts protectively. Earl was the Doctor and a Surgeon—a real one and the smallest man on the ship. He was also graying with huge glasses and a short stature. He was a safe bet. 

“ Aye captain”, says Earl as he scurried off to get supplies for the girl. The men all slowly fall back to their tasks and the ship takes off again. Roman eyes her cabin once more before heading to his own small quarters. This does not and should not interfere with the plan. He plops down on his wooden chair and sits at his table, rolling open his map marked with black ink. He'd been familiar with the sea for some time. He might as well have been a fish by now. He knew the ocean more than land and this journey would make every hardship he endured worth it. He was one of few who were brave enough to make the quest.

 A small secluded island sat on the edge of the world.  He’d found hints and torn maps over the years. How the riches got there? Nobody knew. Gold, Jewels, endless riches. Many had made it there but nobody could seem to make it back. Some called it a trap by the gods. It was rumored to be a trip to hell. He was certain that he would be the one who would live to tell the tale through knowledge, science and destiny. 

As for his men? Well they believed in Roman. 

Over the years, he gained his crew by taking over other ships. The men with the better vessels usually weren’t the best lads. He always gave his conquered groups the option to leave but they stayed. He was a fierce fighter, a true beast with a sword should anyone be pinned by the other end of it. There were stories of his brutality to the men who wronged him. He was a fierce protector to those who swore to him. Cross him and he could make someone wish they were dead. This duality earned him acclaim and respect but also fear. Thankfully, his outstanding leadership made his crew true believers and in return they put their best foot forward. These were the men he would sail into glory with. If they found these treasures not a single one of them would have to work again. Not even their families- family. 

"We need to dock soon Captain. We need more supplies for the girl—Medicines. She’s in a bad way. She'll need something for her throat as well. The fluids will help for now but not for long ", said Earl in a thick German accent. 

“ Tomorrow we stop. I sense a storm coming, I want to get as far away as possible," Roman grumbles in displeasure as he takes a swig of spiced rum. Earl sees himself out and closes the cabin door behind him. Roman kicks his feet up and indulges himself as he tries to decompress. 

Early the next morning he notices the clouds ahead. Roman sent his surgeon and his cabin boy to get supplies for the girl. Extra boots, clothes fit for sailing and night gowns. Whatever they could get their hands on would do. His surgeon would fetch her the soups, healing balms and medicine for her fragile state. By noon they are back at sea and rushing to get ahead of the storm that would even further set them back. Afternoon comes and he asks for updates often on the girl. Earl can see his worry which was unusual for Roman. 

" I'm sure she’ll turn around. She wouldn't have survived all this way just to pass like this. There's a reason she's crossed our paths”, Earl pats his Captain on the back and leaves him to his solitude. Roman sighs in doubt. He is not too fond of seeing the spiritual side of things. He had a better understanding of miracles or magic. Immaculate conceptions of the universe producing luck seemed more digestible to him—it wasn’t religion or fate. In the back of his mind he believed magic to be science in some way. Pirate culture was superstitious at times, even bordering religious despite how violent the life path could be. Truthfully, he believed that if some devine being existed, he wouldn't have had such a hard go at life. Surely his suffering would have amounted to something ? Still, A single Dove sitting beside her as she clung to life in the middle of the ocean? The universe had it’s humor. 

Dove

She wakes with a gasp. Her eyes peel open slowly yet she remains motionless. Immediately she notices the water and bread on the night stand beside her. Sitting up, she quickly grabs the pitcher of water and drinks from it like a madman. Gulping hurt, but she’d deal with that later. Right now she needed to replenish what was lost.

After she gets her fill, nearly making herself sick in the process, she truly takes in her surroundings. Her room is lit by a lantern and the rock of the boat becomes more noticeable.  Ah yes, she almost forgot she was captured by fucking pirates.

 She watches the door in fear, hoping she can use the pitcher as a weapon. She clutches the glass to her chest as the door knob slowly turns. She slyly raises the pitcher in a defensive position. A man peaks from behind the door. He's balding, short, with glasses and a plump mustache. His non-threatening appearance means nothing. A man’s horror knows no bounds and a monster has no specific look. That’s what she learned the hard way. 

" Miss-" before she can compute what he's about to say, she throws the pitcher at the door. She misses him by a second and he slams the door shut. She can feel her pulse in her ears. 

" Ma'am... I'm not here to hurt you. I'm the physician of this ship. I was just coming to give you medicine for your throat ," he calls from behind the door. She doesn’t answer. 

" M-Ma'am. I mean no harm to you. Just wait one second I'II get the captain and he can explain-"

She throws her plate at the door in protest. She attempts to stand and the world spins. Her knees shake trying to  support her weight. He goes quiet. The man with the glasses pokes his head from behind the door once more. She’s frantically looking for another weapon. 

" My lady please. Don’t throw anything else—let me leave you with the medicine and I’ll go”, he says carefully. She stills her movements in the corner of the room, looking well on her way to being a corpse. 

“You've lost a lot of weight and you will need bandaging for your throat. Do you know how….? ", he asks carefully. She just stands wide eyed, unmoving like an owl. Maybe her nickname should have been owl instead of dove with how uncanny her eyes were. Earl had seen eyes like that by soldiers shaken from war, never to be the same again. She had a tremor to her that left him uneasy.

He held a hand up in a pleading manner, “ I’m leaving now. Just know that an hour from now a man will come in with a tub of hot water, soap and a rag. We’re out of oils, salves and hair wash until our next stop so you’ll have to make due. He’s the young lad—you might have seen him. Anywho, he’ll be in and out and you’ll have an hour to wash up. Alright?”, Earl speaks frantically as if running out of time. She nervously nods her head, still trembling in the corner. Earl bows out with a troubled look on his face. 

After the man left she ate herself into a stomach ache but eventually it subsided. A knock disturbed her thoughts and she returned back to the corner with a piece of glass in her hand. He announces himself and pushes a medium sized bin full of water into the middle of the room. It wasn’t filled to the rim in case of the rock of the ship. She could see the steam floating from it. It was boiled sea water with a herbal smell. The boy was tall, lanky and had an extremely young face. He couldn’t have been more than 15 or 16 years old. 

“ Miss…your bath. The doctor added some medicine to it to help with your soreness. I’ll be back in an hour to retrieve it. Please be clothed by then ”, said the young man. He set a towel on her bed and a change of clothes before heading to the cabin door. He stopped just before exiting. 

“ My name is Caden … my lady ”, he took off his hat briefly and put it on his chest in acknowledgment before putting it on and leaving. 

She rushed to her door and locked it before stripping and sinking into the water with a hiss. It was just tolerable enough, slightly stinging when it touched her. She let out a long gush of tension while she flexed her toes. The water felt so good on her aching neck. She sank far enough to submerged herself in a cramped fetal position. She let the water work into her scalp and fill her ears. She stayed submerged for a moment. 

Her bones sung their praises as she massaged her skin. She washed herself gently along with her hair. Once she was done she dressed in the men’s garments left for her and twisted her wet hair in small sections, pulling it up and away. It was her attempt to keep it from matting with limited products. She also applied the medicine and the bandages to her neck. She finished just in time as Caden came to retrieve the water. She didn’t feel as scared around him, likely because he seemed so young. Still, she carefully watched him as he moved the bin out of her room. He nodded at her and shut the door behind him once more.

Then she was alone again with nothing to do but think of the horrors that could be inflicted upon her. She played with the pirate's hat in her fingers, twirling it around as she thought of an escape. Perhaps she could fake an Illness or play insane ? She had to find a way off this ship. God knows what they could be planning for her. They could be getting her strength up just to —-

Dove jumps as the door opens and freezes like a fawn when a large man ducks into the cabin. He’s so large, his head nearly hits the ceiling. Her eyes widen as she stands slowly and makes her way to the corner. All her weapons are gone. Caden cleaned it all up. 

“ The doctor said you’re awake. I thought I’d come in and check on you. I’m just going to ask you a few questions and I’ll be on my way”, his voice is so velvety, rich and calm for a man of his stature. He’s undoubtedly European born and very posh sounding with a tinge of foreignness in his accent. He couldn’t have been originally from Europe though. He’s at least 6 ft 6 with wavy long onyx hair. It’s shiny in an unnaturally healthy way. His eyes are a deep chocolate with a slight deep set  almond shape, which make his features pop. His jaw was sharp and defined just like the rest of him. His skin is a light olive, likely due to his work in the sun. He’s got a full beard that connects across his face with dominant brows. His nose is broad and wide but straight. It compliments his full evenly proportioned lips. Her eyes trail down to his neck and then his chest. He was huge and cut, his shoulder never seemed to end. He wore a loose white short sleeved shirt that revealed his elaborate tattoos. He was covered in them, especially on his right side. He had a some sort of tribal tattoo that covered his collarbone down to his wrist. He wore black breeches with a sword tucked into his waistband and black boots. 

Everything about him made the hairs rise on the back of her neck. He swallowed the light in the room. She felt her heart beating out of her chest. She was almost certain they had a plan now. They cleaned her up for HIM. That’s surely what this was. They bathed her and put a metaphorical bow on her, ready to serve the captain. She shakes her head, ducking into the corner. 

Romans eyes widened in offense, “ Look I’m..not here to harm you. I just need some information about where you came from. So I can return you”, he says with a hand out. 

She can’t go back either…..

“ What’s your name ?” 

She didn’t answer. She couldn’t answer, she was frozen. She was trying her hardest to focus on her breathing. To mentally prepare herself for whatever he could possibly do to her . 

Roman 

Roman looked around the room awkwardly trying to find a way to calm this hysterical woman. “Why don’t I introduce myself? I hear that it’s what you’re supposed to do in these situations.” 

Still no answer from her. He shifts with a hand in his pocket. “Uh…I’ll start— My name is Roman. At least I go by Roman. It’s not the name I chose but when you’re forced into the west it’s better to have a western name. I’m the captain of this ship,” he sighs. 

The woman before him was a complete shell of herself. She wasn’t fully here despite being in front of him. She was also freighteninly beautiful. Full lips, beautifully coiled hair, eyes deeper than the ocean. Everything about her pulled him in and it seemed like everything about him pushed her away. He hated that. He hated being looked at like the cause for every evil in the world. 

“ The men on my ship will cause’ you no harm believe me. There’s no need to be afraid. I can tell you more about myself—would that make you more comfortable? If I talk about something else?”, he asks. 

Through her shaking he could almost see some semblance of a nod. He rubbed his sweaty palms on his thigh and sighed out, wracking his brain for some sort of information to humanize himself in a moment like this. 

“ I’m from the pacific islands. My people reside on an even smaller island there. We were invaded by Germany. Some islands the French…others Spanish. I was taken as a child—aged 8 by German soldiers as a gift to Queen Augusta Marie Luise Katharina. I was kicked out of the court and left on the streets at age 15. I figured you were wondering why a man like myself could seem so…”, he doesn’t finish his sentence. He really meant proper sounding, civilized. Smart for a —

 A brief feeling of regret washes over him as he contemplates if he should have told her. He didn’t tell many people his origins but he felt the need to now. It must have worked because she relaxed at bit at his words. 

“ I had nothing. I volunteered myself on a ship in exchange for food and shelter. I mopped decks and hung laundry and cleaned chamber pots. I worked up the ranks doing dangerous jobs, joining fencing competitions and gambling. I won enough money to buy myself a haggered boat. I started sailing around the world and along the way I met my crew.” 

Dove had stopped shaking now and swirled circles into the wood beneath her. There was something catatonically innocent about her movements. Like she was visiting a long lost part of herself for comfort. It worried him deeply. 

“ I know you’re probably scared. You think you can’t trust the word of a pirate and most times you can’t. Please know that we do have some morals. I won’t allow them to touch you. I know the men I vetteed. Where I come from, a man who hurts a woman suffers are far worse fate than her ”, he promised.

Dove

Dove stared at him curiously. This dark, tall and looming presence confessed his troubled past. He was a victim of something bad too and for some reason it made her feel slightly better. She finally caught her breath now that she was thinking about something else. She’d heard of this “adoption” thing that royals did. Queen Victoria stole a boy from Ethiopia and the Queen before her, a boy from India. The British empire acted like it was some gift from god, believing Britain was a savior for children in “poor” countries. Really it was kidnapping and brainwashing. She couldn’t imagine how long a child must cry for their family after something like that. It was a murder of the soul.

And here was this hulking, quiet man laying out his story to her. His voice hadn’t raised an octave, not even in panic. She hadn’t spoken a word and yet he was so open with her already. He looked at her like he had been waiting for her for some time. The pain was so brief in his face but he hid it so well she nearly missed it.

She wanted to say something. In a moment like this one someone was supposed to share their pain too. That despite the fact that they came from other places, they could feel the same homesickness. She should say that she was a stranger in this world just as much as him. That even though she spent most of her life in England, every fiber of her being told her she didn’t belong. That she was a traveler from another world much like him. How lucky was she to meet someone from the outside. Someone who once lived a life outside of the poison and vitriol of Europe. Maybe he was like her. Yet when she opened her mouth the fear wrapped it’s hands around her throat and rendered her speechless. 

His eyes widened in a hopeful way before they darkened with disappointment as she curled back into her self. She turned away in defeat. He slowly got up and walked to the door stopping just at the entry. 

“ The doctor told me you were in shock. My apologies for not giving you more time to make sense of all of this. I was just rather eager to see you. I don’t run into many people like you—- seems you’ve triggered my homesickness in a way. I’ll check back with you in a few days”, he admits. His tone was defeated as he stole another glance at her and then quietly left. 

She remained in the corner, scolding herself for not saying anything. She wasn’t entirely sold on the idea that his crew members wouldn’t try anything. However, she believed that if she laid low she might be able to get by until they dropped her off. 

Roman 

Roman went to bed that night puzzled. He didn’t know why he cared so much about this. She was a complete stranger who hadn’t spoken a word to him. Despite it all, he approached her with an openness that most couldn’t pull from him. He wondered if he came on strong. Perhaps she thought he was weak…or desperate. 

Their encounter left him aching from memories of being a child and feeling alone. Longing to make a connection with someone who understood him. Next time he swore to himself would be more stern—more distant. She didn’t care about his story. She was the only woman on a ship of almost 200 men. She had bigger problems. In a few days he would get her to talk and send her on her way. Her story ends somewhere else and his begins with his treasure. 

The way it should be…. 

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Note : 

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Special thanks again to @joannasteez  who helped me during my writing process and actually gave me the original idea for the fic as well as designed the cover. Love you! ❤️

[juni-ravenhall]

my alt acc ocs: nisha and melody

[the-fallen-collective]

Venti’s Kinlist

Therian: ☆ Selachii (all sharks) ☆Raccoon ☆ Midwestern wolf (ID) ☆ All foxes (ID) ☆ European shorthair cat (domestic) ☆Otter ☆ Opossum

Otherkin: ☆ TBH creature ☆ Kitsune ☆ Fae ☆ Siren ☆ Vampire (ID) ☆ Seraph (ID) ☆ Cryptid ☆Spacekin ☆Starkin ☆ball jointed doll ☆ Thrones angel ☆ marionette ☆ Demon ☆ Concept of irredeemable villains ☆ concept of emptiness ☆ Candy gore

Fictionkin: ☆ Ticci Toby (creepypasta) (ID) ☆Kim Dokja (Omniscient reader veiwpoint) ☆ Nikolai Gogol (bungō Stray Dogs) ☆ Grian (hermitcraft, evo, yhs, life series) ☆ Shi Qingxuan (heavn officials blessing) ☆ Yumeno Kyūsaku (bsd) ☆Sigma (bsd) ☆DDLC (conceptkin of entire game) ☆Glitchtrap (fnaf) ☆ Bloodmoon (the sun and moon show) ☆ Paimon (genshin impact) ☆ enderman (minecraft) ☆ Lazari (creepypasta) ☆ Cozy Glow (my little pony) ☆ Ocellus (my little pony) ☆ Mizi (alien stage) (ID) ☆ Tobias Schneien (ghost eyes) (ID) ☆ Grell (black butler) (ID) ☆ Ui-chan (loli god requiem) ☆ Marko (lost boys) ☆ Mark (fnaf au tormentor) ☆ Security Breach (conceptkin of the whole game) ☆ Samara Morgan (the ring) ☆ Aiura Mikoto (saiki k) ☆ Charlie (charlie the unicorn) ☆ Nimona (nimona) ☆ Poison Ivy (harley quinn tv show) (ID?) ☆ PM Dazai (bsd (beast?)) (ID) ☆ Julia Argent (carmen sandiago) ☆ Elizabeth Afton (fnaf) (ID) ☆ Candlehead (wreck it ralph) ☆ Rascal (glitter force) ☆ Jack Kennedy (dsaf) ☆ Elijah (oc) ☆ Genesis (oc) ☆ VHS kris (partner’s oc) (ID) ☆ Adrian (dr. smiley’s funhouse) ☆ White No Face (tgcf) ☆ All Miku’s (vocaloid) (Alt/emo/scene Miku, Confessions of a Rotten Girl Miku and Mimukauwa Nice Try Miku are all IDs) ☆ Honey Lemon (big hero 6) ☆ Hiro (big hero 6) ☆ Gregoriah (regretavator) ☆ Main timeline Kris (partner’s oc) (DA/ID) ☆ Chila’s Art main character ☆ Samantha (FNAF book, Fazbear Frights: Step Closer) ☆ Nancy Elsner (Housewife Radio by Ghost and Pals) ☆ Norman De Luz (Honey I’m Home by Ghost and Pals) (DA/ID) ☆ Porcelain (oc) ☆ Lemon Demon (as in the one often depicted in fanart for the band Lemon Demon) ☆ Petunia (htf) ☆ Shifty (htf) ☆ Nina the killer (creepypasta) ☆ Nezuko (demon slayer) ☆ Princess Flurryheart (mlp) ☆ Uzi (murder drones) ☆ Cyn (murder drones)(ID)

Songkin: ☆ Houdini In Chains ☆ Loli God Requiem (song +music video) ☆ Rabbit Hole (song +music video by Will Stetson) ☆ Confessions of a Rotten Girl (song +music video +rotten girl miku) (ID) ☆ All Jazmin Bean’s songs

Copinglink: ☆ Avagado6 art ☆ Sunset Shimmer ☆ Edgar Allan Poe (bungō stray dogs) ☆ Muichiro (demon slayer) ☆ Rui (demon slayer)

Otherhearted: ☆ Qi Rong (heaven official’s blessing) ☆ Will Wood’s music ☆ Double Trouble (she-ra) ☆ Christopher Pierre (The Distortionist by Ghost and Pals)

Kinsidering: ☆Rainkin ☆Computerkin ☆ Alessa (silent hill) ☆ Cinderpelt (warriors) ☆ Janet Hodgson (the conjuring 2)

Animatronic kins: FNAF 1: Freddy Bonny Chica Foxy

FNAF 2: Toy freddy Toy Bonny Toy Chica Mangle (ID) Balloon boy Puppet Toy cupcake

Withered: Withered Freddy Withered Bonny Withered Chica Withered Foxy

Shadows: RWQFSFASXC (ID) Shadow puppet Shadow BB

FNAF 3: Phantom freddy Phtanom chica Phantom foxy Phantom mangle (ID) Phantom puppet Springtrap

FNAF 4: Nightmare foxy Nightmare fredbear Nightmare Nightmare mangle (ID) Nightmare cupcake Nightmarionne Jack o bonnie

Sister Location: Circus baby (ID) Ballora Funtime foxy (ID) Minireena Bon bon Ennard

Rockstars: Rockstar freddy Lefty Mediocre Melodies: Mr hippo

Security Breach: Glamrock chica Eclipse Tangle Dj music man Helpi

Pizza Simulator: Scrap baby Helpy Security puppet

Other: 8 bit baby Arctic ballora 8 bit cupcake Fredbear Bloodmoon Grimm foxy

[athena-the-undestructible]

I'm going to have to reblog this one on my Gavinners alt cause she's important there.

It's Melody Woodstock, Rockstar Defence Attorney and Libby Reaves' court rival. It's certainly interesting when the two go up against each other.

The really important bit is her backstory. Melody used to be the bassist for the Gavinners and the experience was a mixed bag to say the least, especially when she came out as Trans about halfway through. She wasn't complaining when the band finally split up although the Money she got from it also wasn't something to massively complain about.

This shows up in her personality where like Klavier she has some of that Rockstar air but to a lesser degree and balanced out by being closed off. Although she did start to improve when Libby and Jess found her and she found herself opening up to them and then found herself cuddling up to them in bed. And with that the OC Polycule is complete.

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Let's do.... B2 or J3 (your choice! As I feel they both could have a cool combo with these other ones), A4, and H5!!

A balance of grace and opulence

If you, the asker, would like to adopt this design for 20 USD, please DM me. If not, this design will be available for adoption after three days for anyone else interested. :)

Edit: This design has been adopted

[lokiwaffles]

OC-tober Day 3- NEW OC- Song Or Album

I went with the album Killswitch Melodies by Flawed Mangoes for Inspo. It’s a mostly instrumental album, but the vibe of it always feels hopeful and childlike to me idk. So I loosely based this new OC, Aether off of it! I didn’t have any real rules or guidelines, I was mostly going off vibes.

She’s very silly and I don’t know where to put her. Here’s an alt outfit:

[little-pup-pip]

Just curious, what requests do you have in your queue/to do currently? If you're ok with saying it that is :]

Oh boy, that's a bigger question than last time someone asked! I have over 200 waiting requests at this point!! Because of that this got very very long, so I put the rest under the cut! Like last time, this is in order of how recently I received the request, and doesn't mean I'm too busy to take new requests!!

Ibara saegusa (enstars)

Monochrome oranges cats and angels

Gloomy bear

Another rockruff (maybe)

Cult of the lamb (specifically the lamb)

Llewellyn Watts (Murdoch Mysteries)

Jake (trailer park warlock)

Cult of the lamb (pet dreaming themed)

Bear therian

Selkie

Ice bear (we bare bears)

Tubbo (maybe)

Snow leopard

Pink

Australian shepherd (pupre)

Cassie (fnaf: ruin)

Draik (neopets)

The rainbow fish

Black kitten + space

Pumpkin head (maybe, needs more research)

Alice in wonderland

Sheep

Someone's OC Avery & siblings

Gothic

Star catcher (MLP)

Masc version of my druid board

Scrooge CG (2009 film)

Beetlejuice

Superstar daycare (fnaf)

1950s + ocean

Pandas + light purple and black

Dandelions

Willy wonka CG (recent movie)

Maki Harukawa (Danganronpa)

Kidcore Halloween + pumpkin puppy Webkinz

Fruit bat

Mermaid

Pastel purple + pandas

Robocar Poli

Brown, lime green and forest green puppy

Weird Barbie CG

Shiny Vaporeon

Where the wild things are

Squid

Dylan (the magic roundabout)

Conner CG (Detroit become human)

Mitsuri kanroji (demon slayer)

Minecraft mooshrooms

Sharks or wolves (haven't decided)

Hot Wheels

Miffy

Fox

Sharks

Zombies

Vincent (dead plate)

Vintage kitty dreaming

Deadpool

Shane CG (stardew valley)

Wolf pup

Celestia and Luna (MLP)

Soft blue and yellow

Pascal (animal crossing)

Pastel blue and pink

Batman CG

Ram

Osamu dazai (bungo stray dogs)

Dylan (the quarry)

Rain/nature + white rabbits

Ox

Penguin + dinosaur

Noah (total drama island)

Vision CG (marvel)

Light blue

Bumble bees + lavender

Yellow + ducks

Bearded vulture

Barn owl

Queen barb (trolls world tour)

Oliver (vocaloid)

Light green light brown and beige

Mind (Chonny Jash/CCCC)

Cinnamoroll + emu otori (project sekai)

Yellow+ chicks and puppy stuffies

Seam CG (deltarune)

Plants vs zombies

Viktor (arcane)

Queen of trash CG (Elmo goes to grouch land)

John Constantine (Justice League Dark)

Aziraphale (good omens)

Scenecore

Musa (winx club)

Leap frog

Hyper feminine puppy

Crow + black cat

Totodile + bodies of water

Bees

Sackboy (Little Big Planet) and or My Melody

Baby crocodile

Animal crossing

Pastel kitten

Doki doki literature club

Keralis (Hermitcraft, maybe)

90s grunge

Tula tones (novi stars)

Eevee + dragons

Kitten + stars

Ratchet (rescue bot academy)

Pastel shark

Mikan Tsumiki (Danganronpa)

Mushrooms

Grey + Ross federman youtooz

Sparkly dragon

Blue and purple + puppies

Ducks + alt/Gothic lean

Cinnamoroll

Shadow (sonic)

Jellyfish

Boyfriend.xml (Friday night funkin')

Puppet (fnaf)

Golden retriever + yellow and blue

Bernese mountain dog

Strawberries

Genshin impact

Len or Miku

Toothless (httyd)

Eddworld

Donnie (rise of the tmnt)

The princess and the grilled cheese sandwich

Pastel goth princess

SpongeBob

Karako Pierot (hiveswap)

Young Michael Afton

Soft fox

Great pyrenees + farm

Ike eveland

Invader Zim + neon green

Julius Caesar (Octavian, night at the museum, waiting until March for this one)

Scorpion

Vampire squid

Golden retriever (again, lol)

Cats + playing outside

Border Collie

Tiger

Argos CG (World of Mr. Plant) 

Pochacco

Mortal Kombat

marble cross fox/forest/fantasy (I'm figuring this one out still)

Puppy + SpongeBob

characters from Project Sekai, Hoshino Ichika, Mochizuki Honami, Akiyama Mizuki and Kusanagi Nene.

Baby vulture

Frog with more fem themes

Rain world/slugcat

Dark academia/cottagecore

Border Collie

Modded smash hit rooms

Crying child (fnaf)

Agent Smith CG (the matrix)

Katamari

Enjolras (les miserable)

Rolfe DeWolfe CG (Rockafire Explosion)

Bugbo

Slime rancher

Puppet (fnaf)

CosMc's

Parado (Kamen Rider)

Tally hall

Gordon (all engines go)

Spinel (Steven universe)

Cater diamond (twisted wonderland)

Rockabilly (probably)

Felix Lee

Jing yuan CG (Hsr)

Charles Xavier CG (X-Men)

Toki wartooth (metalocalypse)

Naoto Shirogane (persona 4)

Kitoto (I don't know what he's from)

17th century dutch

Sirena von boo (monster high)

Jake (miss peregrines home for peculiar children)

Minecraft

Sees behind trees

Allay (Minecraft, I think)

Spinosaurus screenshots or products

Tecchou (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Barbara (genshin impact)

Tasmanian devil

Spamton CG (deltarune)

Spinosaurus

Grunge + lop eared bunnies

Yume-Nikki

Daxter (jak and daxter)

Madness combat for puppies

James Sunderland (silent Hill)

Shirokuma (Danganronpa)

Leo (IDW comic)

[igetthedisneybox]

Any non encanto ocs you wanna talk about?

So many.

Since this is my Disney blog, here are some of my non-Encanto Disney OCs, the kids of the official Disney princesses. (I've been working on these guys since like 2017 lol)

Adelina, Bianka, and Glauco (Snow White's kids)

Lawrence (Cinderella's son)

Dawn and Day (Aurora's twins)

Melody, Aria, Cadence, and Harmony (Ariel's daughters. Melody's not mine, obviously)

Raoul and Vincent (Belle's sons)

Jenna, Rafi, Salima, and currently unborn baby (Jasmine's kids...but you knew that already lol)

An-Ming and Renshu (Mulan's kids)

Basil, James Jr, and Eva (Tiana's kids)

Westley and Wisteria (Rapunzel's twins)

Magnus (Merida's adoptive son)

Kay and Gerda (Anna's kids)

Eira and Frey (Elsa's adoptive kids. (Crazy how in the Invisible Truth they'd be related to the Madrigals....))

Nalu (Moana's adoptive son)

Alya (Raya's adoptive daughter)

Potential Asha/Starboy kid, but I haven't seen Wish yet, so who knows

I was doing some major edits for my non-Encanto Disney OCs, when I got bored and stopped. Might finish those if I got the time.

I've been also doing some work on the main story for the children of the 2D animated princesses (because 2D is way easier to make edits of)

I've been semi-writing/ mostly daydreaming about sticking those guys in a Descendants au, but probably won't do a full story about it. Might do some snippets, and maybe some Hannah Hook alt universe crossovers if you were up for it.

I will absoultley be doing some outfit boards for both the actual story, and the Des au...once I figure out how to do that.

Also, feel free to send any asks about the non-Encanto kids too 👉👈

[loving-parasite]

sending you asks. tell me about music you like in any totally normal (not normal. be neurodivergent) way

OK SO!!!!!lately i have been real normal about lemon demon + burn the ballroom + elliotly + death note musical . with lemon demon its specifically cause of my spirit phone ocs . burn the ballroom is an alt rock band and they are so underrated you should sooo listen to them .... my fav eps/albums are you're already mine, melodies for the outsiders, and kiss me you animal ^_^

i could be real normal about death note musical right now but thatd be long .that is for another time .

[vivarium-waters]

A fin appears above the water...

A request put in by @sleepy-space-bah in return for the pack they made for us! I hope you enjoy! ★

This post was made by Mod Starfish★ + Mod Sea Slug

Name(s): Stone◞ Ruffian◞ Scrap◞ Alcohol◞ Vincent◞ Rhys◞ Miller◞ Alex◞ Parian◞ Click◞ Micheal◞ Elliot◞ Tate◞ Floyd◞ Nicolas/Nicholas

Nickname(s): Ruff◞ Al◞ Vin◞ Ry◞ Lex◞ Pari◞ Perry◞ Mike◞ El◞ Eli◞ Ellie◞ Nick◞ Tare◞ Flo 

Age: 14-15

Gender: Demiboy◞ Transmasc◞ Somnigender◞ Pathetiboyfreak

Pronouns: He/Him◞ They/Them◞ It/Its◞ 💥/💥s◞ 💣/💣s◞ 🧨/🧨s◞ Drink/Drinks◞ Sleep/Sleeps◞ Prick/Pricks◞ Xe/Xem◞ E/Em◞ Violin/Violins◞ Note/Notes◞ 🎶/🎶s◞ Xe/Xem◞ 🎻/🎻s

Sexuality: AroAce (Aromantic◞ Asexual)

Source: Ramshackle -- Stone 

Role(s): Hyperfixation Holder (best definition we could find)◞ Protector◞ Organizer

Front Triggers: Apple juice◞ violins◞ music◞ disorganization 

Signoff(s): -💥◞ -💣◞ -🎻◞ -🧨

Personality: Quiet, wild and free, Stone is sort of hard to find at times, making some people think drink's mean at first. He loves being out in open air, running around, playing xeir violin and drawing. E's kind of a fashionista, and enjoys talking about clothes they're planning out. Most of the time, you can find em playing the violin or crafting. 

Aesthetic/s: Corporate Goth◞ Grunge◞ Alt 

Quote/s:

Likes: Apple juice◞ warm clothing◞ blankets◞ open space◞ fresh air◞ music◞ drawing◞ stuffed animals◞ shiny things◞ picking up trash◞ fire◞ fashion◞ sewing◞ animation◞ oc/character making

Dislikes: Loud noises◞ younger children◞ violent/rude people◞ tight formal wear

Songs: Piece Of Trash (Dawson)◞ Squid Melody [Blue Version] (The Living Tombstone)◞ Would You Rather (Crusher-P)◞ The Chattering Lack of Common Sense (Ghost and Pals)◞ Liquid Gold (Paranoid DJ)◞ The Milk Carton (Madilyn Mei)◞ APPLE JUICE (Madilyn Mei)

URLS: /ston3c0ld◞ /scr4p-st0ne◞ /s4ndst0ne◞ /4lcoholic-ar0

Banners:

Quirks: Tends to fidget a lot, may carry around a water bottle constantly.

Typing Example: "Hm. Stone, here. Welcome to Disney Channel..."

Handwriting Example:

Voice Example: Link

Faceclaim/s:

Other: Has a slight Irish accent.