#rise Oc Monet

[artnijna]

Instead of Raph I nominate my boy Monet in being the rage turtle…but like in a good my cousin is possibly a gangster but he’s is only an ass to assholes kinda way

[pasteltraitor]

forgot to post these but here is Monet's updated design plus ref sheet! He's on my Artfight account here! I want to draw more stuff but artfight is where most of my time w art is going atm! but i do have some wips w Monet planned once artfight is over :3

[dismissivedestroyer]

Hi :)

I’ve created an original character (OC) for the Rottmnt universe. Her name is Mirra, and she serves as the Mona Lisa in this version. Mirra is an alien reptile, resembling a combination of an alligator and a salamander. She possesses strength, courage, intelligence, mystery, loyalty, and skill. Her temperament is both fiery and gentle.

Mirra’s skin is a deep shade of blue with lighter nuances on her neck, chest, belly, hands, arms, and tail. It’s slightly scaly. Her eyes are a vibrant pink with white pupils. She wears cyberpunk-style clothing, reminiscent of a black motorcycle jacket with dark teal-green accents. Her body is robust, and her arms are muscular

SLAYYYY RISE MONA LISA TRUTHERS UNITE!!! SHE SOUNDS SUPER COOL!

I also have my own spin on a Mona Lisa for Rise, although she's more based off of the 87 version than the 2012 one. I just prefer her 87 backstory. Her actual name is Inés Santiago, she's a popular rich kid that goes to April's school. She seems super unapproachable but she's actually really chill and a bit of a trouble maker. After her dad gets mutated (debating making her Hypno's daughter lmao) she takes on the role of Mona Lisa, a vigilante dead set on bringing evil mutants to justice and stop whatever it is that's mutating people in the first place. She has a pet lizard called Monet!

She's like that dorky teen that everyone considers the coolest person ever so she plays into it a bit! Eventually she gets mutated into a lizard herself to stay true to the lore

[thesixthplaneteer]

OC-tober day 2 - New OC

My newest character I'd call an OC is Ralph, the love interest and coterie-mate to my wife's character Khloe in the VTM game I'm STing for, The Poisoned Peach. Ralph is a spiced up self insert and has been a blast to play.

A factoid about him is his full name is Randolph Gaylord King IV. He's a thin blood but has the clan curse of his Nosferatu sire. My goal when playing him is to be the coolest and dorkiest guy in the room. I wanted to write something focused on just the boy but also wouldn't be any spoilers for my wife, so here is his embrace! I hope you enjoy!

The warm summer night air blew hard, causing him to stumble as he drunkenly tried to navigate a city he’d never been to before. Ralph took a deep breath and tried to focus on his phone which had directions to his hotel on it, but his head was swimming and his vision blurred. “Fuckin’ Marta ass,” He half slurred and grumbled out loud. “Last train at midnight ass.” He switched to his Instagram to check how posts from earlier in the night were doing. 

There were several posts of him posing with other Instagram celebrities, nearly all he could not remember the names of. The more popular people he’d posed with got his own posts better hits, as he thought they would. Annoyingly, the pic he took of someone taking his prosthetic foot wasn’t doing well. It was an embarrassing situation he’d hoped to monetize but obviously it wasn’t as interesting as the barely concealed female presenting nipples in his other pictures. 

He soon looked up and realized he had no idea where he was. “Fuuuuuuck.” He let out in frustration as he quickly looked back to his phone, pulling up the directions again... just to see that he’d overshot his hotel by over a mile somehow. “Fuck two electric boogaloo. Fuck it, I’ll Uber-loo.” Grumbling in resignation, he tried to find the app.

He opened his eyes after what felt like a long blink. His head throbbed and it felt like there was a knife twisting in his stomach. He choked on the smell of shit and piss that saturated the air. He blinked to clear his vision but the room was dark. His blood ran cold as the years of military training started to kick in. He kept silent and slowly felt around to get an idea of where he might be. His prosthetic was gone, there was a slimy substance on most surfaces, he could hear rats squeak and scurry. He prayed he was wrong, but he put the clues together and figured he was in the sewer. 

Pulling himself up against the wall, he gripped at his stomach as the twisting pain persisted. Like an insane hunger he’d never experienced before. “The fuck!?” He mumbled as he felt a sharp stab suddenly in his belly, the source directly from his own fingers. He rubbed at their tips, and felt that his nails had become extended and pointed. “What the fuck!?” His heart started to pound in his chest, and he struggled to hold back panic. 

He didn’t have much more time to his own thoughts, as suddenly a light flashed on. It wasn’t a particularly bright bulb, but in the pitch black of the room, it may as well have been the sun. He blinked rapidly to combat the trauma to his eyes and clear his vision. He couldn’t see anyone, but his fear of being in the sewer was confirmed. 

“Who’s there?” He choked out. There appeared to be no one, but someone had to have turned the light on.

“Oh poor Randolph. So scared when not surrounded by your bimbos and himbos.” A voice like grinding stones said from seemingly nowhere. 

Ralph spun and looked around. He saw no one, even the rats were silent now. 

“What did you do to me!?” Ralph yelled out, feeling a white hot anger rise within him. 

“I made you one of us! One of the normies. I ripped you down from your pristine pedestal and humbled you. Now you’ll know the same pain me and my brethren have felt all our lives!”

Ralph turned to now see a creature standing where there was nothing before. Dark, beady eyes peered out from beneath a hood. Its skin was mottled gray, its teeth crooked and jagged. Its wicked smile was so wide it seemed like his lips would split. It held a mirror in its hand and raised it above its own head to meet Ralph’s gaze. 

A cold numbness went through Ralph's body as he saw what he knew was him, but refused to believe it. His eyes were black and amber, his nose upturned and bat-like. His hair was just wisps of what was. His skin was splotchy. His nails were black and grown out like claws. 

The creature beyond his own reflection was smiling and speaking. Making grand hand gestures. But all Ralph could hear was the beating of his own heart in his ears. All he could feel was the desire to drain the creature dry. The thought of opening its throat and drinking from it like a fountain. Ralph’s eyes darted down to the floor as the creature spoke to him. He keyed in on a broken brick in the path between him and it. When the creature turned and its eyes were not on him, he made his move.

“You’re stricken, so stupid, you can’t even speak-” 

The final words he heard as his body lurched forward. He leapt and pushed off the ground with his hands like a feral beast. The creature’s eyes and his own met before the first blow was struck. All of that confidence was gone. Fear was on its face, soon followed by brick. The first strike was hard and threw the creature off balance, the mirror it held falling and breaking on the concrete. It sputtered out something but Ralph was quick to keep pressing the advantage, slamming the brick into its face again, bringing it to the ground. It was like hitting a sand bag. The contact was solid but it was obviously not doing the amount of damage he expected. Still, he was unrelenting. He was on top of the creature before it could get up. It tried to throw him off, and was almost successful, the scrawny frame of the creature hid its strength well. Whether through pure rage or muscle, Ralph stayed on top and beat the creature until the brick crumbled to dust. 

“Get him off me!” The creature cried out in panic. 

Ralph didn’t take the time to register the cry for help. He started to go in with fists where the brick failed. But his arm was stopped, an iron grip on his wrist catching him mid-swing. He tried to spin and punch the sudden second attacker, but they grabbed his other hand as well. This one was bigger and more monstrous than the other. A cleft lip revealed teeth befitting a cryptid rotting within its mouth. Its eyes were a bright red that almost shined. There was no nose on its face, not even nostrils. Its ears were elongated and several inches of lobe hung down from them. 

The fight left Ralph as he realized he wasn’t walking away from this. He went limp in the new creature’s grasp. Somehow, it was able to speak clearly through the cleft lips and monstrous teeth.

“The kid is a shit and what he did wasn’t right. But I can’t let you kill him. That’s for someone else to decide.” His voice was soothing and warm. “Name’s Jorge.” 

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Alice in Wonderland-Alice Kingsleigh: @

The Baby-sitters Club-Daen Schaffer: @naturesgucrdian

Stacey McGill: @beavtytipped

Camp Rock-Caitlyn Gellar: @kaleidoscopicmelodies

Mitchie Torres: @majesticvocals

Charmed-Warren Trudeau {OC}: @vitaltemperament

Criminal Minds-Kaylia Strauss {OC}: @aspirationprevailsls

DC-Barry Allen: @ioutgrewred

Dick Grayson: @nightlysleuth

Hallie "Hal" Jordan {Fem!Hal}: @pilot2814

Diana Prince: @amazonianvirtues

Bruce Wayne: @ihatcclowns

Wally West: @consciousaspirations

Descendants-Alana {OC}: @thewithcredrose

Alyssa Florian {OC}: @sacredarts

Eliza Fitzhurburt: @septemberk1ssed

Rebecca Fitzhurburt: @autumnk1ssed

Princess Red: @offwithishat

Whitney {OC}: @heavenlycelestics

Fandomless-Jack Frost: @wintersdiamondintherough

Lucifer: @thefirstsignofevil

Emerson McCall {OC}: @kaleidoscopichearts

Merlin: @magiadelasombra

Cupid/Valentina Valois: @candycoveredhearts

Frozen-Elsa: @bewaredafrozenheart

Glee-Hunter Clarington {Fem!Hunter}: @itwasjustbait

Clary Smythe {OC}: @runicstarts

Evan Smythe {NPC OC}: @

Lincoln Smythe {NPC OC}: @

Riley Smythe {NPC OC}: @

Sebastian Smythe: @questionmyhonor

Solistice Smythe {NPC OC}: @

Jasmine "Jassi" Sterling. {NPC OC}: @

Harry Potter-Julietta Black {NPC OC}: @piercedthroughtheshadows

Sirius Black: @padfootiisms

Daphne Greengrass: @virulentsass

Armani Malfoy {OC}: @hellishvirtues

Diana Malfoy {Fem!Draco}: @thinkmynameisfunny

Kristiana Malfoy {OC}: @heavenlvvirtues

Violet Grace Potter {Fem!Harry}: @hallowedsavior

Alixzandria "Alixz" Riddle {OC}: @vitriolicdreams

Lady and the Tramp-Lady: @sassyaspects

Marvel-Jamie "Bucky" Buchanan Barnes {Fem! Bucky}: @oathformcd

Peter Parker: @swcrnoathsls

Pepper Potts: @oftwelvepercent

Johnny Storm: @flamcon

Mythology: Apollo {Fem!Apollo}: @apo11oyon

Artemis: @caustichuntress

Athena: @wisdomsmark

Chaos: @starch4sin

Hecate: @ofhexiisms

Hestia: @crimsynflames

Iris: @tastethcrainbow

Lethe: @risingdcrkness

Nike: @runningslogan

Styx: @abrokcnpromise

Nancy Drew-Nancy Drew: @conscientiousvirtues

Once Upon a Time-The Poisoned Apple: @scrupulousbites

One Tree Hill-Mikaela Scott {OC}: @athleticnotes

Paw Patrol-Sky: @letstaketotheskye

Percy Jackson-Silena Beauregard: @aflairforbeauty

Luke Castellan: @familyyoupromised

May Castellan: @futures1ghted

Annabeth Chase: @amarkofwisdom

Monet Celestia Jackson-Blofis: @moonklssed

Perci Jackson {Fem!Percy}: @asongofseaandstorms

Sally Jackson: @

Everly Riddle {NPC OC}: @

Julietta Riddle {NPC OC}: @

Pokemon-Eevee/Evline {OC}: @eeveerevealsall

Pretty Little Liars-Imogen Adams: @scrupulousliar

Aria Montgomery: @stylishauthor

Ava Jalali: @cffashionistas

Rise of the Guardians-Sapphyre Black {OC}: @cfblackmagick

Baby Tooth/Chelsey White: @ofbabyteeth

Scream-Sidney Prescott: @notinmvmovie

Sonny With a Chance-Sonny Munroe: @sonnyitup

Supernatural-Brenna Braeden {Fem!Ben}: @outonyourfamily

Gabriel: @miragemechanics

Addison Milligan {Fem!Adam}: @adesignflaw

Tangled: Pascal: @ofchameleons

Rapunzel: @sunkissed

Teen Wolf-Stiles Stilinski {Fem!Stiles}: @sparkedloyalty

The Vampire Diaries-Davina Claire: @tetchywitchry

Jeremy Gilbert {Fem!Jeremy}: @thehunterscurse

Hope Mikaelson: @tribridscurse

Kol Mikaelson: goingtosaykinky

Nicola Mikaelson {OC}: @virulentfangs

Wizards of Waverly Place-Alex Russo: russoiisms

[mishacakes]

Have u ever thought of dislocating Tomiko from rise and just making her own world and stuff?? Like how would it be if she wasn’t in rise

I have, but I’m very happy with making my own original projects and having her a fun little side thing. I’ve made merch of her but I don’t wanna monetize her lol

I used to have this conundrum a lot tbh but I think what helped was joining a group of friends who also have rise ocs and playing in that sandbox more. It’s fun! I like it! Plus she’s my character so I can have her make fun cameos in my other stuff! Just a fun dimension hopping cat. Where will she show up next? Who will recognize her?

Tbh I’m following my bliss and my bliss is not making her a totally original creation

[risemia]

Hiii! blog's still a wip, but I wanted to post my Rise ocs! ^^

Old art and some stuff has changed but. since they're all a year + old ocs.

Pictured in order are Claude and Frankie, twins named after Claude Monet and Lisa Frank. Jessie, their mother who is a Black-footed cat mutant. And two of the villains, Karma and Polly. Putting these out as a bit of a semi-introduction because I need a bit to get back into the swing of things!

[fluffytriceratops]

w r i t i n g m a s t e r l i s t. <3

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TMNT:

2003:

Casey Jones: Leonardo: Donatello: Dating Headcannons. Raphael: Michelangelo:

2007:

2012:

Casey Jones: Study Date. (old) Leonardo: Hostage. (old) Gimme Them Cuddles. Donatello: Raphael: I'll Kick Your Ass. (old) Michelangelo:

Bayverse (2014/2016):

Casey Jones: Leonardo: Dating Headcannons. I'll Always Be Here. Fanfiction Blue Eyes. Belt Kisses. Donatello: Dating Headcannons. Cookie Confession. Belt Kisses. Raphael: Dating Headcannons. The Cursed Mark. Belt Kisses. I Burn For You. Michelangelo: Dating Headcannons. Anything For Her. Belt Kisses. Most Ardently (Pride & Prejudice AU story, Leo x Reader): Preview. Chapter One: Mr. Hamato.

ROTTMNT (2018):

Leonardo: Gimme Them Cuddles. Donatello: Raphael: Michelangelo:

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Transformers:

Bayverse:

Prime:

Optimus: To Cybertron and Back.

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Ninjago:

Masters of Spinjitsu:

Lloyd Garmadon: Kai Smith: Sleepless. Cole Brookestone: Jay Walker: Zane Julien: Morro: Sensei Wu: Lord Garmadon:

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Haikyuu:

Nekoma:

Kenma Kozume: I Miss You. (old)

Aoba Johsai:

Toru Oikawa: I Don't Need You. (old)

Inarizaki:

Atsumu Miya: Let Her Go. (old)

"Incandescent": Atsumu Miya Fanfiction: - originally called "sour cream". - Intro. Profiles. Chapter One: mrs kwan is my sugar daddy. Chapter Two: bootymeat. Chapter Three: there he is, mr. america. Chapter Four: i want some lettuce. [no longer posting chapters on here after the 4th one. to continue reading the fanfic you must either read it on my wattpad, ao3, or quotev.]

Itachiyama:

Kiyoomi Sakusa: "Apple Juice". [Fanfiction.]

Karasuno:

Ryunosuke Tanaka: Just Friends.

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My Hero Academia:

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OCs:

TMNT: Random Facts About Kristina &lt;3 Timelines [Ft. Alba, Iris, Kris, & Ro] Random Drabbles/Headcannons with Kristina and Raphael Forever & Always [Raph & Kris] Random Facts About Monet Random Facts About Nefertiri Kris and Raph being cutiepatooties. How long Kris and Raph kept their relationship hidden from her parents. BNHA/MHA: Promposal. [Shigaraki & Linnea] (old) Forced To Stargaze. [Shigaraki & Linnea] (old) I Don't Love You. [2nd Gen: Ryuu & Callisto.] (old) Feelings For Kaiga. [2nd Gen: Tamashi & Callisto] (old)

FRIENDS WRITING FEATURING MY OCs: Mamacita Part One By: @digitl-art-monstr Mamacita Part Two By: @digitl-art-monstr Family Yokai Stuff By: @digitl-art-monstr Wedding Night By: @rheawritesforfun Human Family Stuff By: @digitl-art-monstr Pops Knows Best By: @rheawritesforfun Meeting The Mother By: @digitl-art-monstr Pillow-fort Talk By: @rheawritesforfun Red Ear Sliders Are Invasive By: @rheawritesforfun Springtime Prime By: @rheawritesforfun Iris Lord, Baby #1 By: @digitl-art-monstr Married But They'll Stay Idiots By: @rheawritesforfun Rise And Shine By: @rheawritesforfun Animal Bride Rewrite Story Feat Kris & Raph By: @lec743

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[eddysocs]

It All Comes Back (Rip Hunter x OC)

Summary: After word of Rip's death reaches Cordelia, she’s determined to prove it was all a hoax. The Legends think she’s crazy, so she’s left to her own devices. But every once in a while a crazy idea is the right one.

Word Count: 708

Warnings: Some angst, faked character death, reunion

Cordelia Monet, one of the staples of the Waverider's eclectic crew since Rip had brought her on, disappeared into herself as soon as the news broke that Rip was gone. Dead. And since the moment she’d heard, Cordelia delved into every available resource searching for answers about the mysterious disappearance of Rip Hunter. As a brilliant historian and time traveler, she couldn't let go of the enigma surrounding his apparent demise. She was convinced there was more to the story.

One quiet night on the Waverider, Cordelia sat in the library —formerly Rip's office— surrounded by dusty tomes and holographic displays of historical events. Her mind was deep in her research, trying to piece together the threads of Rip's fate. Her fingers moved across the holographic keyboard with precise and practiced skill as she studied the timeline of the Legends' adventures, hoping to find some hidden clues.

Her eyes were red and dry with exhaustion. She hardly slept these days. Soon, the exhaustion would catch up with her, but until then, she wouldn’t stop. She couldn’t, not without a glimmer of hope that Rip's death had merely been some elaborate hoax and not the harsh reality she now had to endure.

Suddenly, a soft, echoing cough filled the docked ship's library. Cordelia looked up, fully prepared to tell off any one of her crew members who dared interrupt her, but instead her eyes widened in shock. There, leaning against the doorway, was a figure she never expected to see again. Rip Hunter.

Rip was dressed in his signature Time Master coat, though it was spattered with dirt and torn in places. His expression was a mix of relief and weariness. "Cordelia," he spoke her name in a hushed tone, almost as if he couldn't believe it himself.

Cordelia's heart raced, and she felt a whirlwind of emotions surge within her. This was the most awake and alive she’d felt since his supposed death a few months back. She rose from her seat, the holoscreen on her desk flickering and vanishing into nothingness as she approached Rip. "Rip? Is it really you?" Her voice wavered in its usual assuredness, fearing that this wasn’t Rip at all, but her addled mind's hallucination of him.

Rip pushed off the door frame and took a few steps closer, his eyes never leaving her. "Yes, Cordelia. I'm here." He gave her a weak smile, the lines of experience etched into his face more pronounced than ever.

Tears welled up in Cordelia's eyes, and without hesitation, she rushed into Rip's arms, wrapping them tightly around him and nearly knocking the man over as she did so. "I thought you were gone. We all did," she whispered, her voice breaking.

Rip embraced her just as tightly, as if he never wanted to let go. "I had to disappear, for reasons I can't go into right now. But I've been watching, keeping an eye on the Legends, and on you."

Cordelia pulled back slightly, her eyes searching his for answers. "But why, Rip? Why didn't you tell us you were alive?"

Rip's gaze softened as he tried to find the right words. "It was for your safety, Cordelia. The whole team's. I couldn't risk anyone knowing I was still around. There are forces at play that are far more dangerous than we can imagine."

"Our doing," Cordelia asked, knowing the Legends had a terrible track record for fucking up the universe in ways that irrevocably came back to bite them in the ass.

"No, surprisingly enough," Rip replied, with a slight chuckle. Cordelia smiled back at him. It was nice to see a bit of the old Rip, the one she was always able to get a rise out of one way or another.

The two of them shared a moment of understanding, the unspoken complexities of time travel and the dangers they always seemed to be facing weighed heavily on their shoulders. But for now, in what was once again Rip Hunter's office on the Waverider, none of that mattered. Cordelia had found the man she'd been searching for, or rather, he’d found her. Whatever the past, present or future could have in store, together they’d be ready, as it was always meant to be.

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[hermitcraft-8]

You seemed interested so... sorry for this

Back in 2022 i made four more turtle babies for rise specifically and I fell in love with making ocs and never went back to self insert but anyways

Picasso "Pick" Hamato, the eldest alongside his twin sister Renoir "Ren" Hamato. Pick is an African Sideneck Turtle (Pelomedusa subrufa) and wears a lime bandana, and Ren is a Leatherback Sea Turtle (Dernochelys coincea) and wears a cyan mask. Then is Monet "Mona" Hamato, and she wears a pink bandana and is a Mississippi Map Turtle (Graptemys Pseudogeographica kohni). Finally there's O'Keeffe "Keef" Hamato, and he is a Pink-bellied Side-necked Turtle (Emydura subglobosa).

Essentially I decided on plot and went "Hey what if after the events of the movie Huginn and Muninn somehow accidentally combine Lou's DNA and Draxum's DNA and make four MORE turtle babies wouldn't that be something?" and so they're all part goat Yokai.

Anyways I gotta go IRL rn so um final bit of info; Pick and Ren are about a year old, Mona's 8 months old, and Keef's about 5 months old, and I will talk more about them later thank you for letting me rant mutual cuuno

oh my god.. the skrunklies

[artnijna]

My ROTTMNT OC Monet is here for Pride. This was a lot of fun to draw.

[pasteltraitor]

Champion!Monet dancing! Putting on a show during his fight!

[rottmnt-seraphine]

Hi y’all! I’m Hallo (like Halloween🎃), I’m the mun here, I’m excited to see you taking interest in Seraphine!

•I’m 18 and have nearly a decade of RP experience , about 5 years of experience writing, and I’ve been drawing basically since I was a baby!

•This blog will focus on my Rise of The TMNT oc named Seraphine, the cut will lead you to more info about her. 👀

•I’ll also post rules and what not and link them below as well!

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🛑!DISCLAIMER!🛑: Before we get into facts about Sera, I must explain a headcanon that I have for the world of ROTTMNT.

💎•In my headcanon, the hidden city under New York is one of many hidden cities around the world, nearly every major city has a Yokai realm underneath it. Specifically for Seraphine, she is from the Paris hidden city, deep within the Parisian catacombs!

💎•Seraphine Monet is a Chartreux cat Yokai, born in the Paris hidden city, leaving for the one in New York with her parents at the age of 7.

💎•However, unfortunate circumstances led her to being alone in the New York hidden city, eventually being taken in by Big Mama herself!

💎•Seraphine has been training and completing missions for Big Mama nearly since she found her, mainly stealing valuable and rare items for the hotel.

💎•Because of this, Sera has become quite the talented cat burglar, pick pocket, and generally sneaky feline.

💎•She’s also been given quite the eye for finer things due to her occupation, and she will often nab anything from a market/store that catches her eye without a second thought.

💎•When she’s not doing something for Big Mama, whom she affectionately calls “Mother”, she enjoys learning about the mystic powers that the hidden city has to offer. Whether it be through books or museums, or even just the bustle of the mystic street!

💎•Seraphine is 5’3”, but what she lacks in height she makes up for in her agility, she is a cat after all. She is extremely light on her feet, flexible, all the good and natural side effects of being a cat Yokai. However, she lacks raw strength, the most she can support is her own body weight, which isn’t much. This is especially detrimental when fighting an opponent who is all strength, if her agility can’t get her away, they could pick her up by the scruff and fling her across a room.

💎• All in all, she’s a posh and smug feline, at least as far as first impressions go!

[thygoddessouijathicc]

About Patchwork Heart

So, this is probably going to be my pinned post or some shit. So if you do not know, I’m currently working on a project by the name of Patchwork Heart.

Patchwork Heart is a story about a monster by the name of Sapphire Valiant, who has amnesia, and social issues. She is forced into interacting with other people, a group of monsters she meets via being kidnapped by a monster trafficking ring.

Alongside these monsters she has to figure out who she is, right and wrong, and defeat at least 9 villains at this point, although it’s still in development so the number may rise or drop.

Patchwork Heart is a very dark story with incredibly mature themes and content. It will contain gore, a lot of swearing, mentions of abuse, drug use, references to murder, at one point a depiction of an attempted suicide, and likely much more. If you do not like these things, I do not recommend you read Patchwork Heart.

Patchwork Heart however despite the dark themes will not wallow excessively in darkness, it will be more under the surface (except for the gore, I’m warning you here, one of my OCs is literally a decomposing corpse full of bugs with his organs falling out). It plays more as a dark comedy about a group of bad people doing bad things and EVENTUALLY getting better.

I prioritize storytelling over comedy and edginess personally, in fact, my motto in writing is plot first. Patchwork Heart will be very heavily narrative based although it will have filler for the purposes of character exploration and of course one of my guilty pleasures, extreme anime fights.

So what is this post about?

I have said all of this, and much more in the past, so what am I getting at here? Well, this post is here to explain the project’s formatting, when it will exist, and my release schedule.

Although all of this may be subject to change, I have made a pretty solid plan for all of these things.

Patchwork Heart will be in a tv show format. And by that I mean it will have seasons and episodes. Each season will consist of about 24 episodes, and one main conflict, usually a villain, although the first season will not have one. These episodes will vary in length, but I promise they won’t be like 3 panels of nothing and that’s the end of the episode, I hate that.

Patchwork Heart is a passion project, and I am not going to get paid for it, at least not at this point in development. I may at some point open up a patreon, but I’m not going to lock this story behind a paywall. What’s the point of passion if you’re just going to monetize it?

No hate campaigns against people who don’t like my content, on the off chance I do get an audience I want to make one thing clear. I see the difference between hate, and a genuine criticism. Patchwork Heart contains many gay characters, and if someone dislikes the story, that doesn’t make them a homophobe unless they dislike the stories for homophobic reasons. People who criticize stuff like HGS and get accused by the creators of just being homophobic or transphobic deserve to have their opinions heard. In fact, if you have a criticism of Patchwork Heart and can offer advice on how to fix the issue, I might take up your advice if I find it to be reasonable. So don’t be afraid that I’ll be one of those creators who sends a rabid doxx crazy fan base after anyone who DARES slander my utterly perfect image with their gasp, actual criticism. I do not support these kinds of actions, in fact, I don’t support the mob mentality at all. Leave critics alone, opinions are opinions, and if they are right, I’ll listen.

There will never be a public discord. I do not see the point of one, I would never have time for one, and discord mods have a history of being really really bad people who abuse power and groom minors, of which I am one. Honestly, the website itself gives me the creeps, as do the people on it. So no, sorry, I refuse to make one. Very much in part by my not wanting to make a platform for people to groom people on, even if I would try to prevent it however possible the idea of it even happening to one person on a discord I made creeps me out because that would be my fault, and I’d feel like shit for letting it happen.

No Pedophiles, Proshippers, General Bigots, Doxxers, or otherwise terrible people. Regardless of what you call yourself, a pedo is a pedo, I don’t care if you identify as a “MAP”, you still wanna have sex with kids. Listen, I started in the Undertale fandom, aka, Proshipper paradise, containing Fontcest, Sanscest, Chariel, and Frans, and for years those shitty proshipper fantasies were hardly even seen as problems to me. Then one day I woke up and realized that incest, selfcest, incest again, and pedophilla, and none of it is ok, I was a kid, it pulled me in, and now I realized it for what it actually was, and that my initial skepticism that I had for the ships was founded. So basically, no I don’t respect proshippers, every fandom has an incest ship, an abusive ship, a pedophilla ship, and sometimes all of the above, but just because other fandoms are doing it does not make it any less of a problem. I wouldn’t send death threats because holy fuck who does that, I just don’t want any proshippers here, go back to vandalizing the works of Toby Fox or writing a concerning amount of Dipper x Mabel for Gravity Falls. I don’t accept bigotry in general, and I don’t want my fandom full of bigots, so leave. I don’t care why you do it, wether you just hate the person you’re doxxing or you genuinely believe that you’re somehow doing something good, I don’t care if you’re with me or against me, doxxing is unacceptable. You should never doxx anyone for any reason. And people who do, even for good causes, are just as bad if not worse than the person they doxx.

Patchwork Heart will not be out soon. This is one thing I am entirely confident on. Patchwork Heart will take YEARS. I don’t have the artistic skill to make it, it’s in early development and I don’t wanna pull a security breach and shove it out the door less than half finished. I have announced the project yes, and I will continue to supply updates right up until and even after the release of the first season.

Finally, my release schedule. I plan that once I start putting things out, it will be released in a bundle of 6 episodes dropped whenever they are ready similarly to Helluva Boss. There will be breaks in between seasons. But as I have said, I’m not leaving you high and dry, and you will be receiving constant updates and art.

Quickly before I go I’d like to say something more about the production. I am an indie author, I am working entirely alone on this project. Which I’ll admit might be part of why it’ll take so fucking long. If you are a writer and this project interests you feel free to contact me. But keep in mind, at this point I’m not getting paid for this at all, and have almost no audience. So I can’t pay you either sadly.

If you are interested in the project, and you’re a writer that would like to help, please contact me. Currently 100% of all art and writing comes from me, and that is terribly inefficient. Adding more members to the team would possibly cut down the time this takes by maybe even half.

Even if you aren’t interested in joining the project and you’re an artist or writer, still contact me, I’d love to chat with other creative people on this platform. Really it’s why I’m here.

Link to the patreon: Currently nonexistent.

Please repost this to spread it.

Cyanran

[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO MARE COSMIA, CIARÁN CALLUM STEWART. 🌗

ꕥ  — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: Monet age: 24 pronouns: She/They ooc contact: @thebankery on twt other characters in xc: Philomena Roxbury, Prince Papillon, Obanai Iguro, Kellon Bishop

ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;

name: Ciarán Callum Stewart age: 125 (25 human years) pronouns: He/Him series: OC canon point: N/A

app triggers: Death/Immortality

personality: Ciarán is a dick. But a well-meaning one. Like, most of the time.

Ciarán is a proud nerd and fighter. He knows that these hobbies usually don’t go together and he takes pride in it. His favorite things to do are puzzles and beat ass. He appreciates the logical, exact, measured aspects of life, and if he had it his way the entire world would just be a game of chess where you get to punch your opponent if you win. He likes to, AND ALWAYS WILL, do things perfectly. There’s no room for mistakes in Ciarán’s world. Not from others, and not from himself. All of his fighting moves are carefully calculated and all of his inventions are cleanly crafted. 

His strict standards don’t exactly make him impossible to deal with, though. He’s an extrovert. Though most of his socialization comes from his spars, he still enjoys spending time with other people without making them bleed. He’s just picky about who he keeps as company. The rude, direct way that he talks to people usually weeds out the people that he doesn’t want to befriend anyway.

Ciarán has few friends and likes it that way. It annoys him that he still feels emotions the same as everyone else, so he’s careful about who he’ll give his heart to. Despite the way he tries to separate logic and emotions, he’s someone that feels deeply and makes a lot of decisions based on that.

His sense of humor is sparse and his willingness to do silly goofy things is low. Ciarán likes to conduct himself in a certain way. He’s not going to make a fool of himself. It’s easy to make him yell, complain, and lose his temper though. So he usually ends up making a fool of himself regardless.

something your muse struggles with: He’s more rude than he is blunt. Finds it hard to lighten up at times.

your muse’s greatest strength: Hard worker and pretty damn smart. Good leader. Focused.

history / background:

Ciarán was born to unknown parents and left at an orphanage. Unbeknownst to them, he wasn’t a normal baby.

Ciarán’s planet was split into eight main regions, usually referred to as ‘worlds’ due to how different they were. There was little to no consistency between all of them despite all being part of one landmass. Magic was only found in one person, the queen, and objects, like magic crystals, enchanted forests, potions, dragons, and everything else that you could think of. But humans weren’t magic. That was unheard of.

 Unfortunately the queen died before she could birth an heir. People from every world began trying to rise up to be the new leader. This lawless powerplay lasted for a year and abruptly ended when seven babies were born. 

Ciarán (and six other random babies) had unique abilities that were obvious from birth. A baby Ciarán could grab and bend the fabric of reality itself, know things about people that no one could feasibly know on the first meeting, and move land just by drawing a new map. He and the other babies, one from (almost) every world, also had powerful magic similar to the late queen’s.

Unfortunately Ciarán was given to an orphanage at birth and his powers weren’t discovered until he was eleven months old. Up until that point, he was raised by the sole owner of the orphanage, a sixty-nine year old woman named Caoimhe. On that fateful day he threw a normal baby tantrum and grabbed at the air in a way that seemed to bend reality itself. Caoimhe instantly recognized it as the late Queen’s magic. The news spread quickly, and the orphanage was flooded with people claiming to be the biological parents of Ciarán. There was only one problem — Royals don’t have human DNA. They couldn’t prove anyone to be his real parent. After months of unwanted attention, bribes and even threats, Caoimhe declared herself the mother and the eleven month old agreed. As much as he could, anyway. No one could argue. Caoimhe became the new queen of their kingdom.

Ciarán had a good life growing up. Friends, money, power, travel, and a strong connection with the six other babies who were being raised in similar ways. He was very aware that his existence had brought peace to the kingdoms and from a young age he took this responsibility very, very seriously.

Only seven babies were born though. There was still a kingdom on the outskirts waiting for their magic. While the other worlds thrived, they were stagnant, waiting to become a part of the new world. Back to that later.

Ciarán was a precocious, lanky, kind of awkward kid. He took a lot of things way too seriously and didn’t smile or laugh often. He got into fights. He got into arguments. He got into trouble. He got into the books. Ciarán genuinely enjoyed STEM and spent most of his time either mastering every weapon that he could or inventing things. He surprised everyone by somehow managing to be both a nerd and a successful fighter. He started off by learning from his knights, and by 13 he was training them. Despite his love for The Spar, he kept his kingdom’s previous name — The Technology Kingdom. They were innovative, always ahead of the curve, and impossible to outdo. That’s the reputation that he wanted, anyway.

Ciarán was a well-loved king. Sure he was rude and short with people, but he cared about them. That was undeniable. They liked him so much, in fact, he never had any pressure to get an heir. He had a partner or two over the years but they never lasted. Years and years and years passed by of relative peace between the worlds. As he got older, his mother aged, and he seemed to stop. 

When Ciarán was twenty-five his mother was ninety-four. He never really thought about her age before — she was always old. He couldn’t remember a time when she wasn’t. But when he woke up one morning and she didn’t come down for breakfast he knew that she was gone. Unwilling to face it, he went about his day as normal, completely engrossed in his work, so focused and closed off the castle workers couldn’t bring themselves to ask him about it. Her funeral was the next day and it was a kingdom-wide event. He didn’t go.

 Time seemed to be moving differently to him. He never knew how to explain it, but he knew — he was immortal now, and his only living family was gone.

Now at (technically but not mentally) 125 years old, Ciarán is an even tougher ruler than he was before and even harder to befriend. He still had the other six magical royal friends, at least, and some of them even had descendants. Ciarán kept pursuing his work and maintaining his kingdom. His powers are mostly micromanaging and keeping everything in working order. He’s essentially the ‘coder’ of the world and has the ability to bend reality to a certain extent. He was more than happy to just keep ruling and maintaining the world with no heirs.

One day his ex took an interest in a citizen from the still unnamed, unruled kingdom. Ciarán instantly took notice and kept a close eye on them. A non-royal invading the royal family wasn’t going to go well. He didn’t need special magic to know that. And he’d be damned if his perfect system was messed with in any way.

powers / abilities: 

Stat Reader - Ciarán can see everyone’s stats. This includes their full PREFERRED name, current pronouns, species, age (including immortality and maturity age if applicable), inventory (only items currently on their person), occupation(s), height, weight, natural and current hair and eye colors, and vitals (including injuries, diseases, allergies, past surgeries, and anomalies). He looks through a magical visor to do this, and others can look through it if he lets them.

 1-Up -  He can give someone a temporary extra life! If you die, all of your status effects and injuries will be cured, and your health will be completely restored. He can only do this every 5 hours, and doing it puts him out of commission for 30 minutes.

Reality Bender - Nerfed because he’s not in his original world, but he can bend reality like the warp tool. It doesn’t work on people. Ex: If there’s a table in front of him with a can of soda on it, he can twist it like ♻ This wouldn’t break the can or table but it would make the can slide around, depending on how he bends it.

Inherent abilities:  Ciarán is not human. He’s considered A Royal in his world, and they’re magical beings with special physical properties. Magic might affect him differently than it would on a human, depending on what it is. 

- He can’t get human illnesses or diseases.

- Immortal in age, but he can still die (he only has one life left…)

> His Fighting Skills Are OP. Just Being Honest. <

Skilled Fighter - His highest stats are shit like evasion, agility, avoidance, speed, and perception, but his others are nothing to sneeze at. He can hit hard and take a hit. His win-to-loss ratio is basically 1000-0.

Weapon Expert - He can use any weapon exceptionally well except for a gun (or anything like it) because they don’t exist in his world. 

items / weapons: 

Insane Weapon Collection - Literally every weapon that you can think of minus guns. His favorite of every category. Not listing all of them. Includes sword, bow, mace, halberd, dagger, bow staff, nunchucks, chakram, etc etc etc. No shields, sheaths, or armor or anything though.

Photo Album - A thin but well taken care of book. Has A Group Picture (Ciarán, Kellon, and a mysterious third guy(?)), A Picture of His Ex That He Needs To Get Rid Of, and A Picture of Mommy.

Bracelet His Ex Made For Him - dude

starting ability: Stat Reader starting item: Photo Album

extra:

6’5”, bi, wears nothing but black and white (and clear)

His hair is so long because he challenges people to cut it during a fight. It’s been a literal century since someone has managed to.

All of his clothes are like the bare minimum to cover as much skin as possible

This is so his nurses could easily access/tend to injuries, but it’s mostly because he can’t be assed to put together real outfits.

He seems to be mildly monochrome. Even his blood is slightly desaturated.

yeah kellon is one of his bffs im having an arc 

discord id: 00prionnsa

[salty-cs]

Those of you that compare nfts to closed species clearly have no idea why people, and especially artists, were so mad at nfts, lmao. Closed species are extremely gatekeep-y and the hierarchy in every community sucks and makes more than enough people feel unwelcome, and of course monetization is a common denominator. But the things that come out of them are still just designs and ocs merely connected by a community. Nft’s were a market that was expected to take off and make people rich by trading and pouring money into “token” avatars for a cryptocurrency, which was supposed to be worth something later as demand increased. For a lot of people, the pictures didn’t actually matter, it was the worth of the “ownership”. It was one big scam that led to people dropping cash on worthless ugly art instead of commissioning real artists for something a lot more personal and beneficial to both parties. (Pretty on par with the AI art issue) And, nfts we’re super unfriendly to the environment. Closed species are closer to what CS and flight rising is, just on a more specific creative scale that turns participants into stingy hoarders. They don’t hurt anything but people’s feelings. So yes, both suck, but they’re not the same thing.

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