#raven's oc lore drop

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NEW YORRANA SPRITE (and Salvação)

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[gomzdrawfr]

they're acoustic, C major

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[blues-wdcas]

Haha lore drop in page 11 :D

Yeah this is a flashback of Blizzard's :>

Characters featured:

- Ace

- [redacted]

- Background character :P

- Swift

- [redacted] (can't I make the text dark? :c)(well I'll make it purple then)

I can't give you the name of the [redacted] characters because they're meant for later so better stick with me to find out :>

Any questions will be answered in the comments unless I spoil things by doing so :P

What is WDCAS?

What Doesn't Cast A Shadow is an ongoing webcomic that follows the story of a young wolf, named Kyrri, throughout his life.

Everything had been going well for Kyrri until an unfortunate accident happened and things took a dark turn. Overwhelmed, Kyrri left his pack and began to wander all alone... or so he thought.

[mhaikkun]

Do you think you could drop some lore on your crimecity ocs? I'm literally OBSESSED with your art! (I love Falk's design so much!)

oh my god I would love NOTHINGGGG more than to talk about the crime city cast, thank you so much for loving falk bc I am a biased creator and he is for sure my favorite of them all

THE PLOT

orthrus is the utopian city of the country of atlas, as close to paradise as one can get on earth. but it harbors a dark secret: at sundown, the civilians retreat into their homes and the villains come out to play. every night, this two-faced city is ruled by unlawfuls, members of the criminal underworld.

WINTER (he/him, 25) "The Raven"

the shot caller, the most feared of all the unlawfuls. he works as a florist during the day and moonlights as a debt-collector, someone who blackmails and threatens his victims in exchange for a price, or else offers his aid to those who ask for it in exchange for a favor. he hates rain and doesn't drink. his surname is lost forever.

FALK NACHT (he/him, 29) "The Bloodhound"

a watchmaker by trade. he served as a high-ranking officer in the military but was honorably discharged after sustaining an injury from an altercation with a commanding officer that rendered him almost completely blind. he can now only detect light with what sight he has left, and he has sinced honed his other senses to make up for this loss. with his eerily keen sense of smell, he eventually became a tracker for the underworld. he hates tardiness and thinks dogs are annoying and difficult. as such, he does not appreciate the irony of being nicknamed after them.

BRENDOLINE BARBARA (she/her, 22) "The Madame"

the daughter of the mayor. her mother was killed as part of the corrupt city councilors' intimidation tactics against her father, magna barbara, whom she loathes for his weakness. frustrated with her powerlessness and the facade of her father's position, she becomes a vigilante.

GIOVANNI MERCURO (he/him, 28) "The Ante"

a croupier who runs the snake eyes gambling house and moonlights as an informant and thief. believing it to be the height of carelessness to be complacent and predictable in a city crawling with vermin, he refuses to be consistent: he never wears the same hairstyle twice, never plays the same game twice, and never sleeps with the same person twice.

ASHCROFT GUILLAUME (he/him, 37) "The Peregrine"

a hitman for hire with the air of someone who used to be noble. rarely getting jobs due to his exorbitant prices, when he's out of money and out of work, he plays the saxophone on street corners and in bars for loose change. as far as assassins go, he's about as resourceful as one can get: his saxophone assembles into a sniper rifle.

JACQUELINE SARTRE (she/her, 38) "The Witch"

proprietor of "the witch's brew" pub, and notorious drug lord and toxicologist by night. she may be sweet and slow to anger, but it's best not to test the limits of her legendary temper. money is her greatest motivator. canonically, she is in a common law marriage with ashcroft, whom she saved from the mortal wounds he had sustained many years ago (but for the purposes of the visual novel, she and ashcroft are both single).

HAYWOOD THATCHER (he/him, 43) "The Hunter"

a coffee connoisseur who gets only four hours of sleep a night and likes all his belongings to be arranged at right angles. in the city of orthrus, its mayor and its law enforcement are essentially decorative. as the chief inspector of police, he is worthless once the sun has set. still, he hunts for the ultimate prey: orthrus' most dangerous criminal, and his old friend.

NOBODY (they/them, ?) "The Gunrunner"

the enigmatic blacksmith turned nighttime weapons dealer, a complete mystery whose voice no one has ever heard. apparently, they like cake and cherries.

there are still two unreleased love interests for the game, but I'm working on their designs!!!! also there's a twitter and an official tumblr (but I haven't updated the latter in a while lol). if you want to support the game, I have a ko-fi too!

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

miss raven sharing her bday w leona will never not be funny to me 😭😭😭😭 and due to recent developments (???), it's even more hilarious...

[Referencing this post!]

I REALLY PLAYED MYSELF, DIDN’T I🧍‍♂️

If you can believe it, there’s actually (both irl and in-universe) reasoning behind Miss Raven and Leona sharing a birthday. The first ever Miss Raven introduction/lore drop I made on this blog was posted on July 27th back in 2020, so I personally consider that date her birthday. At the time, we didn’t have birthday cards yet (the first was Jamil’s Birthday Boy in September 2020) so I was not paying attention to the date and whether or not it was a character’s birthday. I would only learn afterwards that July 27th is… Leona’s… birthday… OTL

But!! I looked on the bright side. I reasoned to myself that even if I didn’t like his character back then that this actually worked out for Miss Raven’s lore. There are 22 characters in the main cast, meaning most months of the year have 2 birthdays. The only exceptions are Sebek (March) and Leona (July). Since Twst JP launched in March 2020, the month had already passed (and it took me some time to develop my OC). Plus, March has another huge holiday: the founding of NRC (Twst launch day). That leaves only Leona with a month where there’s technically “one” relevant holiday and fit into the time frame.

cbjsvsjwjwown Anyway, the in-universe reason I came up with for why Miss Raven shares a birthday with Leona is because…! In the very beginning, she’s not confident and thinks of herself as just a side character in the story, there only to prop up and support the main characters (ie the NRC cast), which includes Leona. In coincidentally sharing the same birthday as him, she feels as though she’s less important and has to step down to allow Leona the spotlight. Later on, when she has a better grasp on her sense of self, Miss Raven is able to celebrate without remorse or guilt. It’s part of her character arc ^^

… You can’t see it, but I’m laughing and crying at the same time over this coincidence 💀 IT ALMOST FEELS LIKE (dare I say it) FATE…

[h0neybane]

"i am hungry. i have been hungry. i was born hungry. what do i need?"

Morwenna Veil Lore UTC.

CW: cannibalism, child death, violence. seriously if u dont wanna read it its ok this is DARK

'You want your mother, you think. You don't think the words, for you've just been born and have not learned any, but you can feel that you want your mother. The cold bites at you like a parasite. You want to burrow deeper into your shell. But you reach outwards, tentacles uncharacteristically slow for a mer of your kind. You're hungry, ravenous.

Your teeth tear into more flesh. It's raw, warm. This would've been your sister— no, it is your sister. You're eating your sister, and she's warm against the cold of the sea. You're glad most of her upper half is already gone.

You want your mother. Yₒᵤ wₐₙₜ yₒᵤᵣ ₘₒₜₕₑᵣ.

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uhhh hey...... YAYYY FIRST OC LORE DROP!!! here's a summary of the first part of her actual backstory so you can understand more!

Morwenna is a Humboldt Squid Mermaid, and was born like one too. Humboldt squid will lay gelatinous egg masses that are almost entirely transparent and float freely in the water column. These egg masses usually contain at least a million eggs, having humboldt squid take the crown as the cephalopod with the highest amount of eggs laid at once. For the sake of believability, as one million mermaid eggs sounds ridiculous, we are going to reduce this amount to one thousand eggs. Assuming that a large amount of these eggs will be eaten or destroyed and not make it back to their mother, this feels reasonable.

In the darkness of the deep sea, Morwenna and her sisters and brothers laid silent in their egg mass. Usually, the egg masses would be left to their devices, and the baby mers would find their way back to their mothers on their own. However, Morwenna’s mother is on the more sentimental side, and she would frequently come to check on the eggs. The eggs began to hatch a few days earlier than planned, maybe around an hour before Morwenna’s mother arrived. Morwenna slowly emerged from the membrane into dark, cold waters. 

A sperm whale found the egg mass. It devoured a majority of the eggs and babies before leaving to find and attack the adults of Morwenna’s family. In the midst of the chaos and the blood in the water, Morwenna pulled the half-eaten corpse of her sister sticking out of one of the eggs and hid inside, cold, dark and alone. Morwenna and her siblings spent three days and three nights alone. They ate the remains of their dead siblings to survive. By the time Morwenna’s mother made it back to them, there were three (including Morwenna) babies left. 

This incident has deeply affected Morwenna in the coming years. Although the birth of a mer isn't usually tender, Morwenna’s experience is exceptionally cruel even compared to the average. In the coming years, Morwenna has developed claustrophobia and a fear of sperm whales.

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[vitaeplaysda]

OC tag game

Tagged by @greypetrel (thank you babu <3) and the @zaahvi before I could tag her! >:0 Tagging... YOU if you're reading this and you want to do this and a bunch of mutuals I hope won't have my head for tagging them like @lotreckk @mogwaei @elgar-nyan @xdevil-kidx @seffie-jade @thxwxlf

Name: Nadir Lavellan De Riva?

Alias: Lil Rook

Gender: Transmasc Non-binary (he/him)

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Age: 21 in 9:52

Place of birth: Antiva (but moved to Ferelden when he was still a newborn)

Spoken Language: Trade, Elven, Ancient Elvhen and a bit of Antivan he's trying to learn from the Crows.

Occupation: Kitchen helper (as a little kid), mage apprentice (in his early teens), assassin for hire and Crows protegee (it's complicated), hero? (during Veilguard) and finally Evanuris, also known as the Star of Elvhenan (far after Veilguard)

FAVORITE:

Color: Electric Indigo

Entertainment: Drawing anything which catches his attention, especially people. It's a way for him to study them and better understand how they work and what they think in a way. Riding or walking in nature are also relaxing experiences.

Pastime: Sparring with Elgar'nan or his friends to keep his senses keen. Playing pranks (Sera was a bad influence during his childhood) on those who annoy him. Writing letters to the friends he can no longer meet easily, like Kieran or his fellow Rook Ariele. Studying and eventually teaching ancient lore and elvhen when he has the time.

Food: He likes simple food, from stews to stirfries and soups, with no major preferences. He has a sweet tooth though, and would often get himself or his close ones a tray of Antivan Pasticcini (pastries) or Orlesian ones.

Drink: Coffee. In any form or quality. And with age he got to get a passion over alcohol, both for the taste and at times to relax and forget. He likes to think his Antivan blood has given him good resistance. He favors red wines, sweet liquors (especially lemon ones) and grappa brandy on his worst days.

Books: As a child he learned to read over the tomes found in the abandoned library in Skyhold, most were about ancient magic and history from far away lands, and his taste was heavily molded by this past experience. Currently he's trying to read some of Dirthamen's books, but they're extremely complicated. Still, he loves the challenge.

HAVE THEY...

Passed university: ... he studied under one of Dirthamen's spirit-ravens, does that count? In modern AUs... probably? I guess he dropped school in his teens only to get back on track after getting stable with Elgar'nan.

Had sex: Yes

Had sex in public: Not yet? But probably soon knowing his partner.

Gotten tattoos: No Vallaslin as his mother learned their true meaning from Solas, plus he was never officially part of a Dalish clan. In some bad ending AUs he might obtain Elgar'nan's. He has a 4 pointed star tattooed on his chest in all universes.

Gotten piercings: Earrings on both lobes, plus a couple of extra piecings on his left ear.

Gotten scarred: When his magic manifested, he was in the kitchens close to oil, with the result being a huge explosive fire, from which he got many scars, on the right side of his face and body. At one point, after Nadir learned to dominate his fear of fire completely, Elgar'nan healed them completely.

Had a broken heart: Does killing the one man you love most count as a broken heart? Because he had to kill Elgar'nan at the peak of their relationship, learning his love was truly reciprocated only after dealing the final and deadly wound to his lover. While he gets to bring him back later on, it's something Nadir has been never able to truly heal from.

Been in love: *points at Elgar'nan*

ARE THEY...

A cuddler: He will give you all the hugs. And pet you. And take care of you. Nadir has the extreme need to show off he cares and to feel worthy of somebody's company or attention so cuddles are one of his ways to do it. But first he will test your boundaries, as he doesn't want to overstep.

Scared easily: Apart from his own magic and fire for a good chunk of his life and the fear of disappointing or letting people down he's hardly scared, considering what he lived through, from the events at Haven and Skyhold, to living among spirits firsts and the Crows later to being trained and fighting Elgar'nan himself.

Jealous easily: Nay, not at all. He's content with the love he gets and if his partner wants to have fun with somebody else, he won't complain.

Trustworthy: Yes, once he makes a promise or gets a mission, he won't stop until it's done, even if he's going to sacrifice everything. His loyalty is absolute.

FAMILY:

Parents: His biological father is unknown, his biological mother was an exiled dalish, but died young leaving Nadir an orphan. He later was took under the wing of a human cook and her daughter, but never adopter, he was more of a help in the kitchen and company for the other child. Finally he met what he thinks of his family at Skyhold while working there: his main father figure, Enfenim, an ancient spirit of Fear with lost its memories (Who used to be one of Dirthamen's ravens) who befriended and tutored him. his adoptive mother, Elinan Lavellan, Inquisitor later known as the Shepherd of Spirits, who guided Enfenim to his path of redeption, and finally his other father figure, Solas. It's definitely complicated between the two of them.

Siblings: He has no known blood siblings, but he ends up seeing the reborn evanuris as such in the far future. Ariele De Riva (the other Rook) jokingly calls him brother due to the fact he took the De Riva surname for a while.

Children: Not his own. In my fanon Elgar'nan is infertile and anyhow Nadir wouldn't want to get pregnant, despite not hating the idea of becoming a parent. Later on, in one of my AUs there is the possibility he ends up adopting his own sister, after she's born from Elinan and Solas while they're in the fade jail, definitely not a place for a child to grow in.

Pets: When he was young, he used to take in all the hurt and lost animals, nurse them back to health but never had one he could call his own. WELL Enfenim and Uncle Imshael could turn into ravens, but I doubt they count as pets, because it would mean counting Solas as his dog. I'm pretty sure Elgar'nan would find it extremely hilarious but no. Later on he gets to adopt one of those fucked up "unicorns" aka an impaled dead horse possessed by a spirit but I don't think that counts as pet as well. Finally there was this idea of a little kitten getting obsessed with Elgar'nan and the two adopting it but it's still nameless.

[vamphorror66]

Oc x Snape 💚

Here are another couple of drawings I made of my oc Raven Rockbell and Snape, there's also some lore drop in the picssss🫢🫢🫢

if y'all want more lore I will HAPPILY drop it :333

[kimikatmo]

The Last Restful Night

Hi, hello again! I've written another snippet for my RDR2 OC YueLi and I'm suuuuuuper super happy with how this one turned out. Just a little OC lore drop.

Word Count: 1,172

Tags: none, just... be prepared to be sad

AO3 Link

The sickly yellow light of a buzzing streetlamp leaked through moth-eaten curtains to cast a jaundiced glow over YueLi and her mother’s one-room abode, joining the meager light of their secondhand oil lamp poised valiantly on top of the rickety dresser. YueLi stretched out with a yawn, limbs spread wide on their shared bedroll to take up as much space as possible with her tiny body before AhMaa came to join her. Her mother, an arms’ length across the room, stooped over their rusted washbasin, delicately washing her face and preparing for bed. The girl, a slight thing despite just turning ten years old, rolled onto her side and propped her head up onto a small fist, watching her mother’s reflection with admiration through their small, cracked table mirror as she meticulously tended to her features.

Against the backdrop of the polluted air and impoverished streets of Chinatown, Chicago, YueLi’s mother looked conspicuously out of place. At least YueLi always thought so. She thought AhMaa was too beautiful to live here, too radiant to spend her time tending to the passed-out and often rude patrons of the opium joint where they both worked. While busying herself folding linens and preparing beds and trays for patrons, the child would often daydream of her and AhMaa being swept away to one of those enormous palaces back in the homeland that the older ladies told her about. She imagined AhMaa in fine red silks, being waited on hand and foot, while YueLi played and ate all the sweets she could ever want. The daydreams took flight to return another time, YueLi being brought back to the dark and cloying world of the joint by dajie da thumping her forehead and telling her to get back to her duties.

Diànja, the joint proprietor, liked to call AhMaa huli jing behind her back; YueLi heard him whisper it as AhMaa walked by, sounding to her like a curse under his breath. When she asked dajie da about it later, the older woman shook her head and sighed, the sound heavy in the air between them.

“A fox spirit,” she explained. “The stories go, back in the homeland, the fox spirit would transform into beautiful women to seduce men and steal their souls. Perhaps, in a way, he is complimenting her.” 

“It doesn’t sound like it,” YueLi huffed, sticking out her lower lip and furrowing her little brow, having decided she didn’t like diànja’s nickname. “Sounds like he’s scared AhMaa is gonna steal his soul.” Dajie da shook her head again and said to never mind him.

At the time, YueLi thought it was ridiculous; AhMaa would never even want to seduce anyone (whatever that meant), let alone steal their souls. She was too beautiful and kind and wonderful to do anything like that. Though, watching as her mother’s delicate fingers gently pulled the gap-toothed jade comb through her sleek raven tresses, YueLi could see how it may be possible. Maybe, if her mother was evil or a demon or…. No, no, that would never happen.

YueLi shook the thought from her head and went back to gazing at her mother combing through her hair, the smooth and repetitious motion mesmerizing. Despite the bilious lighting, AhMaa’s hair shone and rippled like the glassy black surface of a lake on a full moon’s night. The young girl felt the familiar prickle of envy spread through her chest, the emotion bubbling out and reaching farther than her small frame could hold. She sat up uncomfortably to look at her mother, her mouth pursed in thought.

“AhMaa, why isn’t my hair more like yours?,” she asked sullenly, pulling at the dull, frizzled waves of her own hair. The woman turned to look at her daughter, a look of pity and adoration painted across her fair features.

“Come here, child,” AhMaa purred, opening her arms and waving YueLi over. The girl slipped across the floor, closing their small distance, and nestled herself against her mother’s side, feeling warmth seeping into her as AhMaa wrapped her in close. She nuzzled her mother’s arm as she felt the press of her mother’s lips on top of her head.

 “My sweet moonlight, your hair is more like your ahbaa’s. You know this,” AhMaa said simply.

“I know, I know. But…,” YueLi paused, her frown deepening. “Your hair is so pretty. I wish mine was more like yours. Dajie da says my braid looks like a horse's tail.”

AhMaa started gently loosening YueLi's hair from its braid, grabbing her jade comb to start the task of working through the mess of knots. She did it almost absent-mindedly, her fingers fiddling through the tangles, but YueLi didn’t mind.

“Dajie da hardly has enough hair to make a paintbrush,” chuckled AhMaa, her cheeks warming slightly from her rare harshness. “Besides, the ancestors gave you this hair to remind me of your ahbaa, and your ahbaa was no horse.”

“What was AhBaa like? He was handsome, right, AhMaa?,” the young girl asked, twirling her own fingers through her mother’s hair.

“Oh, yes. He was a Negro and the most handsome man I had ever seen,” she hummed, smoothing YueLi’s hair with a bit of water before sliding her prized jade comb through the knots. “Jeh-reh-mai-yuh, his name was. He was a very sweet man, much too sweet for a place like this.” AhMaa waved a hand flippantly, gesturing out of the window to their dirty street, accented by the slash of their neighbor emptying their chamberpot.

“He had pretty words and a charming voice, and sweet as candy, just like you, my moonlight,” AhMaa said, tickling YueLi’s neck with a nuzzled kiss. They giggled as YueLi grinned wide, basking in the joy of her mother’s love.

“Now, get on to bed, Li Li. We’re to meet dajie da at the joint in the morning.” She nudged her girl towards the bedroll, pulling a ratty blanket over her shoulders.

“Aren’t you coming, AhMaa?,” YueLi asked as she watched her mother reach for the dinged opium tray she kept by the dresser.

“In a moment, my light. Just getting ready.”

YueLi turned over, sleep taking her as the cloying smell of opium filled their little home. She later felt her mother joining her on the bedroll, pulling the child close as she fell into an easy slumber.

The tinny sound of the streetcar bell broke through YueLi’s early morning dreams, pulling her back to her tawdry city. The weight of her mother’s arm felt like lead over her side as she tried to stretch the sleep from her limbs. 

“AhMaa, it’s morning, wake up,” she whispered, grabbing AhMaa’s wrist with a squeeze.

Suddenly, YueLi would have sworn the whole world had stopped. The perpetual noise of the city stopped vibrating in her eardrums, the smell of smoke and manure didn’t reach her nostrils. The only thing that met her eyes was the cold, pallid and unrecognizable expression on her mother’s face. Her eyes were open but their gaze didn’t meet.

“AhMaa…?”

[alxssarosex]

Every rose has it's thorns lore drop: pets edition

Evan and Pandora: They have a dog and a cat (cocker spaniel and a white fluffy cat) the dogs name is Rosie and the cats name is cupcake because they got it when they were four (this is lightly based off me naming my old dog sprinkles at age 4).

Barty: his dad is super against pets and since Barty's gone all year for school no one would be there to take care of it but he plans to get a Rottweiler and a snake after graduation.

Regulus: he has a black cat named starlet she's really small and he tries to sneak her to school every year unsuccessfully.

Dorcas: she has a black horse named Raven she got after he dad's first big investment deal when she was six.

Hyacinth (oc): she has a cane Corso named bear, a simease cat named Alice after Alice in wonderland, and a white horse named winter on top of her pets her mom has a Yorkie named Claira and lucius has a snake she's absolutely terrified of.

[critterpede]

THE RAVEN AU LORE DROP LETS GOOOO

Ok first backstory

During Ghoulians time in the land of shadow after his creation, he came upon the ruler of the land of shadows, the shadow dragon, a huge dragon with 7 smaller head similar to Medusa. He talked with the dragon and found out he had no knowledge of the ninja, so he explained and struck a deal with the dragon. If the dragon crafted him a suit similar to the ninjas, Ghoulian would allow the dragon to rule part of the earth, it agreed and got to work.

This story takes place post season 2 and everyone is in 10th grade. Mcfist still sends out robots to attack every once in a while, but so far things have been chill. The shadow dragon had finished the suit a while ago, but problem is it has no way of getting it to earth, until it stumbles upon the sorceress. Thought it would have taken ages for the sorceress to recharge her power and open a new portal, with the dragons help she creates a portal just big enough for one of the dragons smaller heads to fit through and deliver the Ravens Mask. Oh look theres Ghoulian wow sbeen a while did you get purpler?

The suit is most commonly in form of the Raven Mask, when put on a pair of black wings envelopes the wearer and once they disappear boom raven suit

Powers/equipment

Night vision

Cape used to glide (and possibly get some air if u flap hard enough)

Talons and claws to grip to stuff easier

Maybe a whip possibly idk still thinking abt it

Main weapon:

The bow!

Like the ninja-ball-thingies the raven has a arsenal of arrows with different side effects

Orochi

Due to a series of event I’ll maybe explain another time, the shadow dragon I severely weakened and now takes the name Orochi.

It’s pretty much ravens nomicon and spews out bits about the suit or past history. He’s also addicted to junk food

And now BONUS CHARACTER TIME!!!!

I’ve been wanting to make a kitsune based rc9gn character for a while but then I remembered I had a kitsune based Lego monkie kid oc, and so I stole her and put her in this.

She is very much still a wip character so I haven’t got much stuff abt her story wise

She’s 101 years old so she’s very new to the whole shapeshifting into humans thing, and she lives w Randy as a foreign exchange student.

She’s a silver kitsune, most kitsune are red kitsune whom have white and red pelts and fire related powers, but silver kitsune are blue and silver with ice powers. I’ll prob give her her own super hero identity so she can fight along side Randy n Julian.

Feel free to send in asks regarding this, I’d luv to answer them!

[gomzdrawfr]

[oc rambles - civillian au]

Cooking when you don’t know the ingredients (aka pre-research on a topic you have zero clue on)

Idk what kind of job Price will be, but Im thinking something more niche, like idk a tour guide(for some reason), or forest ranger(mmm), journalist? Maybe he’s travelling around documenting? Office jobs???? An editor??? A bar owner???

Much to think, but im very excited to draw non-traumatized Raven, she’s a lot more soft, less intimidating…she’s happy…URGH SHE’S SMILING….

[berryclan-and-friends]

[ryeun]

I don’t have a full body of her but I drew a bust so…

If this is a safe space, here’s my TEK OC, independent knight Deep Wine Raven Maeve… and I probably will not be dropping more lore LOL but just wanted to share ig!!

[huggmuffin]

vt oc that im finally happy with just dropped this is Simon Skyline

don't mind that this is in roblox, i have drawn her, but i get nervous posting my art but i wanna share her, so roblox (tbf the drawings are based on this avatar so they should look alike)

she's based on me (so her personality is like mine), and i need to flesh out her lore more. idk exactly how she fits into the world, other than being around. but like a lot of my other characters i've tried to make, i made her a daemon (human demon hybrid) her demon parent is like a demon of death / decay, with like mammal and bird traits.

she has wings but i couldnt figure out how i wanted to draw them / find a good roblox hat, so i didnt. but i think she has 3 pairs of wings, 1 vulture, 1 raven, 1 crow (cuz they all eat carrion). that might change, but i wanted to share her anyways.

might make her apart of pie, cuz i love pie. but again idk how i want to fit her in, but she's real at least.

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ive had a post in my drafts with this character for a while now, but like i said before, i get nervous posting my art so it kept sitting in my drafts. and since then ive given her more lore, tho ill yap about that later maybe