#the watcher oc

[the-thing-that-watches]

And then they met Randy <3

I honestly want to create a timeline of my Creepypasta au, but I’d probably end up not following it anyway lol. Anyway! Explanation time:

The Watcher’s town (currently nameless) rarely gets outsiders, so when they get a whole family?? The culture shock is killer. Y’know. Killer.

On another note, the towns people are notably supernatural due to extended exposure to The Watcher, for example, dramatic soap-opera esque scenes are considered normal, as are marginally increased strength and speed. The town itself also seems to be a bit… possessed. Hostility is also to be expected.

[swimmingcreatortyrant]

Run, Rabbit, Run! 👀

[solargeist]

Watcher parent things: they like to stare at their kids. Grian does it now too, he watches Xelqua sleep sometimes.

I don't think this is unique to Watcher parents, but i think they're obvious abt it, they dont blink or avert their eyes when caught.

[luluxa]

several people asked for Ryan in this style, and hell yeah!

[rhapsoddity]

An impromptu meeting with Empire's Watcher council, surely Cuteguy can bring The Sheriff in right?

[kalivasquezart]

and when you're sleeping i'm dreaming your dreams for you ♫

a small drawing to de-stress after a long day (i saw @daily-nightcat and got inspired)

[alienturnipp]

Watcher Dalla, from POE 1 to POE 2 🫶

Some design notes below!

[snacobie]

been playing pillars of eternity 2 so. it was a matter of time honestly

[dragonnarrative-writes]

Slasher Handler Interlude - Soap

Slasher Handler Masterlist

Freedom tastes like a cold beer and mince and tatties.

Johnny gives his second best roguish wink to the waitress when she comes by to clear the table. She blushes and pouts her lips in a promising way before another, older woman chases her away from the section.

“Don’t you be sniffin’ around ‘ere,” she tells him, no nonsense. “She’s a good girl, don’t need your kind of trouble.”

Johnny props his head on one hand and smiles up at her. “Aye, ma’am. Don’t want to trouble a sweet bird like tha’. But maybe you have use for a bit o’ trouble?”

She’s not at all impressed with him as she drops the bill, which reminds him that he hasn’t gotten a haircut or shave yet. The little cash he has on hand goes to his lunch, and then he’s back on the street. Breathing free air feels damn good, so he strides into the park at the end of the block to think about his next steps.

The fact that he only had cash enough for a single meal tells him that Price didn’t know he was getting released today. That or he’s punishing Johnny, but he’s not gotten in any trouble his whole incarceration, mòran taing. (Many thanks.) So probably, it’s the former. That means he needs to call the old bastard. Unless...

He nicks a phone with a bump, apology, and a smile. Knocks the man’s wallet from his hand and gives it back with an exaggerated wince. It’s not hard to guess the man’s pin and add his own fingerprint to the scanner before disabling the damn lost phone app as he strides out of the park. Two minutes later, he’s dialing a number he’s memorized back and forward.

“This is Laswell.”

“Hello, Laswell,” he purrs. “Guess who’s out on good behavior?”

She must pull the phone from her ear, but he still hears as she swears rather impressively. “MacTavish. Who knows you’re out?”

“Naebody, apparently,” Soap says, exiting the opposite end of the park. “Barely had enough cash fer a scran.”

“How long ago did you call John?”

“Now, why would ah call Price, Laswell? Pretty sure he paid to ‘ave me killed in there.”

“No, he didn’t,” she sighs.

“Nae, Price’d do the deed himself,” Johnny laughs. “Pretty sure it woulda been Castle. Anyway, you got a pretty little lock box at the bank ah’m lookin at?”

“Do not rob a bank, Soap.”

“You wound me. I got out on good behavior, remember?”

“Soap.” Her voice brooks no nonsense. “Do not rob that bank. I’ll call John to wire money over.”

“Swell,” he chuckles. “Three hours?”

“You in a rush?”

“Well, ah gotta toss the phone back in the park.”

“Wonderful. Give it four hours. And Soap?”

“Aye?”

“I paid to have you shanked. Rachel sends her best.”

“Aw, ah kent ah was yer favorite, Laswell.”

[the-thing-that-watches]

OC Lore? Hell yeah.

The Watcher claims to not have favorites. The Watcher is also a massive liar. They adore the Murder-Drama going on with Liu, Jeff, Jane and Nina. Half the reason why things got so bad for those four is because The Watcher wanted that epic lore for their backstories.

[kinginthemask]

~𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑙, 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑~

[snowleopardcrk]

pride ship stuff i dunno

here

some canon x canon, canon x oc and oc x oc here

The blue one belongs to @bl0ssom-skies and their name is Blueberry Milk. And the woman w/ Golden Cheese is Sweet Dream Cookie, my OC. And then there's Moonflower.

(disappears)

[solargeist]

silly Watcher family teehee

[kelocitta]

No way i'd ever actually mod anything for them, but I like to think theyre grounded enough to work.

[liliakier]

I miss my boys so bad

[nightly-nightcat]

day 117 - would you be mad if i drew my sona being friends and hanging out with my favorite character