#oc:maeve

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7 Deadly Sins OC Tag

Thank you to @the-golden-comet for the tag (x)! This was such a fun thought experiment.

Rules: which of your OCs would you assign to which of the seven deadly sins and why?

Greed:

Leda, international jewel thief turned almost upstanding citizen is definitely the greediest OC. She tends to focus on things she personally enjoys vs. cash value, but she often struggles to share...well anything, especially things she considers vital (food, water, shelter etc).

Sloth:

This one is tough. I think A’Navi of Shippy McShipface that fits the bill. She is certainly the least active of the OCs and tends to do most of her work from a pilots chair.

Wrath:

Quinn, ship mechanic and part time rough neck from Shippy McShipface. He, especially pre-story, communicates through anger and wrath quite often. He tends to see red and go without thinking things through.

Gluttony:

Shippy, the alien AI of Shippy McShipface. Shippy is a glutton of soap operas, fanfiction and trope-y media in hopes of finding a way to bring her pilot and mechanic together (with varying degrees of success). Shippy literally devours whole series of things to better understand how one makes humans fall in love.

Envy:

Maeve, my newest OC, is definitely feeling envious. Mostly of other people's lives and circumstances. She is also on the short list for wrath, but that wrath is almost always coming from a place of feeling slighted and envy for someone else's life.

Lust:

Forest, magical being and minor god of Haints Holler definitely has a lust problem. Lusting for power is his biggest weakness, but he’s also been known to lust after a particular witch.

Pride:

Chance, head of the murder fairy time police of Lady Luck, is a peacock of a man. Big, muscled and redheaded. Full of pride in not just his physical prowess but his ability to control any situation. And that he managed to land Theo.

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“I beat you all at your great game. You work for me now.”

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I swear maeve is much more than anger, and calum is much more than just silence and pushing his responsibilities to others.

But that situation I wrote about is probably a breaking point to their relationship; she can't stand being in a quarantine zone anymore because she doesn't want to simply survive. She wants meaning to her actions. On the other hand, Calum wants to be safe for once. They've been probably outside for some time now and he hates it. They've probably lived their whole lives in another quarantine area, graduated high school and left. Facing the real world was a shock to him.

So as she yells and argues, he decides to give her a try. To let them guide both out of there, if she lets him come along. And I think (for now) this journey outside is a healing one for them, both for their personal growth and for them to resolve their differences and see if love will prevail, or if they're too different to work out.

Also they end up with the fireflies and escape Joel's rage there.

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[commission of miss maeve from @solsticeill0]

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WIP Wednesday

@theviridianbunny tagged me the other day and I was going to post a wip whenever but I forgot and so here we are on actual Wednesday 🎉

In between artfight attacks I’ve been working on some of my own oc portraits! So have a super sketchy Noryu and a slightly less sketchy Maeve (which may or may not be for that DA template I posted the other day 👀 my plan is to draw her & her party!)

I think I’m weirdly early to posting this week so I’m actually going to tag people (and zero pressure of course!! ♡) @arcandoria @katsigian @kharonion @wanderingaldecaldo @irrewilderer @gloryride

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nobody panic, I’m actually doing the main storyline

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📷📷 for both wren and maeve <3

Wren:

Maeve:

Send me 📷+ an OC and I’ll share a picture from their pinterest board

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maeve beloved

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Glimpse of Us

Maeve x Calum (The Last of us)

TW: Arguments, Mention of Death

525 words

Note: Contructive criticism is always welcome, as well as your overall opinion on it!

"For some, being safe inside quarantine areas is the only way to survive the outbreak that has been going on for over 20 years now. But for Maeve, it feels like the breaking point for her and Calum."

“I didn’t ask you to save me, Calum!” her voice raised, hands making cut motions in the air for each other said like knives meant to hurt him, somehow. X’s eyes froze, as if seeing an explosion right in front of him, and the boom reverberating through every bone of his. “This” she vaguely gesticulates around “was not what I wanted. We were barely making it together, Calum! And you thought bringing me here on your white horse would suddenly make me feel what? Grateful? And we would work on whatever was killing us outside? In this quaratine hell?”

 There is silence for a minute. A quiet hum fills it as they stare at each other. Anger meets hurt, but it’s not enough for Maeve. She looks into Calum’s eyes for clues, for any chance of an answer. This is nothing new, she knows. The feeling that comes in these arguments is almost of a Deja Vu, words rehearsed so many times it almost feels like a beautiful sad dance; each knows their place, fingers being pointed at precisely the right time for the other’s eyes.

“answer me, Cal” she pleas, eyes softening for a moment as she looks for a light inside of his green ones. 

“I wouldn’t let you die outside” his voice quivers, but it is clear how much he is trying to keep it controlled “that’s out of the question. You can’t ask me to let you die, Mae. Doesn’t matter how much you hate this, or me.”

“I wasn’t going to die outsi-”

“Of course you fu-” he breathes “of course you would! I can be a lot of things to you, but I’m not an idiot.” 

Silence again. Calum runs his hands over his hair, paces a bit before making his way towards the door. Always the one to keep words to himself, bottle feelings up and leave first. A gift, he considered, but to Maeve it felt like running away from problems.

“I won’t let you blame me for still loving you” He turns around, brows furrowed in an almost angry face. Almost. Calum was too hurtful to feel anything of the sort for Maeve. “I wanted to give you a shot in the future. Shit, I didn’t even consider us, you know? I’m not oblivious! I know we have no future. If you want this to end, just say so. But don’t push it to me anytime you can’t deal with things how they are now. If you loathe me so bad, you will have to end it.”

He turns around, knowing the next steps to the dance very well; no ending words or additions to the choreography. Just silence, as always. There are days when he wants it to be over, for her to make her move so the curtains can be drawn and the audience to clap sadly to their concert. Then, words would be thrown at them like bouquets to congratulate their hard work, the long nights rehearsing the same arguments meant to impact. And then they would both hold hands one last time to thank everyone for coming and staying for the show.

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the maevier brainrot is strong lately so I’m about to make it everyone’s problem

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it is she....

(unedited version is under the cut bc I like comparing and it’s significantly different)

tbh I had a little trouble with this one & getting it to look even a little bit normal but we got there in the end

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I don’t draw Maeve enough

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It’s Maeve’s birthday month so guess who’s getting a revaaaaamp