#oc: elmer

[taidekatti]

Elmer - Kindly Wayfarers - The Watcher

IT'S DONE!!! Elmer's official portrait is finally done!! I tried to stay close to PoE style but in the end I couldn't help myself to draw a little bit more colorful style!

[catthattalks]

Decided to draw Elmer their own portrait

[bonefydskeleton]

Say hello to your Warhammer 40k Healthcare team!

On the left we have “The guy you can’t sue for medical malpractice because he’s a part of the Administratum and knows all the clerical loopholes” and on the right we have “Your mental health provider, the Psyker who seems out of touch with reality and expresses a pronounced disregard for the health part of his job.”

These two will make quite the pair of interrogators for the Inquisition in the Dark Heresy campaign I’m playing in 😈

[muppenthings]

WHAT HAPPEN TO THE ELMER MER AU??! ITS BEEEEEN YEAAARS, DECADES! PLEASE, WHAT HAPPEN TO THE MARINE BIOLOGIST?! DID ELMER SCURRY OFF AFTER?! ARE THEY FRIENDS?! 😫

You mean after this? That one in particular was just a oneshot.

But MB's (short for marine biologist oof) phone rang shortly after that and spooked Elmer into sliding back into the depths. :3

They are still on a quest to get that gosh darn net off of his fin.

But he's getting more and more relaxed around them so it's only a matter of time. :)

[liquidtwilight]

Oh my, who’s this handsome bat? It’s Elmer with a Mother’s Day code just for you! 15% off with code BANDMOM! He’s a natural in front of the camera, don’t you think? 🦇

[autisticqueenorder]

[gelatoisland]

ok i think im happy with her profile

[lir-the-witches-art-cottage]

some oc x canon doodles for valentines day <3

[spiritonadventure]

nothing today; just some limbus oc drawings that i haven't uploaded yet. some of them don't even have refs yet 😭

EDIT I FORGOT SOME. MORE OF THEM I GUESS

[cheesymorgue]

Calls the gang over to help work on the new house and when we're done we can play in the pool

[metallicmikus]

i’m back with more newsies sketches!!!!!

[taidekatti]

Unwanted child (Elmer)

Summary: Elmer's birth to a certain family was not a happy occasion. Unwanted by their parents this fic explores Elmer's childhood.

A fic of Elmer's birth.

She was a unwanted child. A mark of shame to her parents. Her father had wanted a beautiful daughter to dote on. Her mother had wanted a kind boy to dote on. Instead, they had gotten her. "A truly horrific looking daughter," her father had proclaimed with disgust. "What a cruel child will I have", her mother sobbed. She had not even cried during the birth but now she did.

Only person who held the child was the wetnurse and even they stared with shock. The child was horrific looking, with most of her face being covered with a weird growth that reminded them of… flowers? Only their nose and lips could be seen. There was almost no hair and what little there was was thin and rough. The skin was sickly redish color, that seemed to belong more to a dead person than a newborn child. Everything about her appearence pointed toward Berath, The Goddess of Death.

"GET OUT! We don't need all of you staring!" The Father shouts brought the wetnurse back from the child's body, only to see the healer and nurses - who had helped during the birth - chased out of the room. Finishing his orders, he now turned his wrath toward the wetnurse. "Get rid of this child! I will not be known as the house that gave birth to a harbringer of doom," He ordered. The wetnurse stared at the man, now in shock by the father's orders. "A blessing! Berath has blessed you with their child!", Now they held the baby with newfound protectiveness. "It is an sign of favor. To kill a child of Gods would be an act of uneducated lowborn." They continued. The mother kept crying but the father considered the words. It's true. He had never heard any other nobles killing a child, especially a child of gods. The servants would have also heard about the birth by now, no doubt from the healers and nurses. It would not look good at all, to kill a child of Gods. Like a lowborn peasent, as the wetnurse had said. He and his darling would lose all their favor with other aristocracy and their credibility as a pure family. Better to bear the embarrassement than to be known as a family that killed a spawn of Berath.

"Take the child away", he commanded, coming to the decision. "To the nursery," he continued, when the wetnurse opened their mouth. "I will not have my dear to bear any more stress." After saying that father turned to the mother with soft eyes and kind voice, trying to soothe her. The wetnurse nodded and turned to leave, only to stop in their tracks. "The child… What… what name should I give her?" She asked the parents, now timid. "Let Berath pick it, if it so badly wanted to have this child." Father snapped. The mother raised her face the first time from the father's embrace. With tears on her eyes and a flat voice she stated "We don't want her as our child. You name her, since you want her so badly." After that she turned back to father's embrace and the wetnurse stepped out of the room. The child had not cried even once.

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The sudden cry of a child woke the wetnurse from their sleep. Crying! The child was crying! Never before have they been happier to hear a child's cries. Half-asleep they stumbled out of their bed, and hurried to the nursery. As they opened the door, they also mumbled a incantasion and fire awoke in their hand. Waving their hand, the fire burst into the candles spread around the room. The child kept crying and the wetnurse lifted child to their arms, consoling them. There were no tears, they noticed absentmindedly. Of course there wouldn't be, with their eyes all covered up. The poor child probably didn't even have any eyesight. Hushing the child they sat into a rocking chair in the room and started to hum a melody for the child.

The melody they had learned, while visiting a temple of Berath, when they had just moved to Aedyr. They were homesick and missed their family, they had taken to walking around their new home ciy, they had heard singing and had stumbled upon the temple of Berath. The temple had been simple but a beautiful place with a stone figures of Berath's physical figures greeting them in the doorway, as they entered the temple. In here they had seen a group of priests practising a song for the Winter's End festival. The song had been beautiful and they had stayed in the temple, feeling comforted by closeness of the God their family worshipped.

And now, the family they serve has been blessed by Berath, the goddess of death, the usher and the had spurned the child. "Fools," they huffed quietly, slightly worried that the father would burst into the room shouting. They had thought that a well-educated aristocratic would have more sense but it seems they were wrong. Well if they were not going to raise Berath's blessing, they would do it, gladly, and show Berath's faith was not misplaced.

Looking down on the child they saw that she had stopped crying and was now quietly breathing. They took it as a sign that the child was asleep again. Good. They didn't want the parents to have sudden change of mood and get rid of the child after all. Carefully they got on their feet and moved to lower the child back to the crib, glad to see she didn't even stir. Tender feeling filled them, as they watched the sleeping child. The poor thing birth should have been celebration, and her name should have been a sign of faith from her parents to Berath. Yet the father had only called the child 'horrific' and a 'harbringer of doom.' Ah! That's right… a name… The child needed a name. A name that showed their faith toward Berath… The wetnurse smiled and kissed the sleeping shild on the head. They whispered the child's name quietly, a silent promise to their god. "A fitting name for you, chosen of Berath. You shall do amazing things yet." Smiling softly they stepped away from the crib, to the left. Heading out of the room, they waved her hand, enguishing the flames and plunging the room back to darkness. Back in their own bed, they could almost feel Berath's blessing them.

[catthattalks]

Elmer - Kind Wayfarer - Captain of the Defiant

Passionate and kind has always been Elmer's core traits; the excitment of travel, seeing the world, meeting new people and being able to help them were always important to Elmer.

Until their resurrection.

Losing part of their soul has made Elmer much more sullen and serious; they still help people but there is a sense of doing out of habbit, rather than true interest. Their actions have become more aggressive and they no longer care to share their thought as openly as before. Now, their only goal is to locate Eothas and their lost soul.

[muttering-folklore]

headshots of my ocs i did as bases for a lipsync practice,,, some of the different mouths beneath the cut

[ryouichiii]

have you considered: elmer

[liquidtwilight]

A long-overdue introduction to Elmer Watson!! My OC, store mascot, bat conservation ambassador, and certified vampire cutie!! Will you welcome him into your heart? 🦇