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Voretober Day 26: Rumble

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MENTIONS OF SOFT VORE

NOT FOR EVERYONE

Content Warnings: Soft, non-sexual vore (only mentions for now). Mentions of being eaten, the fear of being eaten. Cursing. Treating others lesser than. Mentions of experimenting on people and living beings

HAPPY FNAF MOVIE

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James’ mind begins racing a mile a minute as Eggs’ question puts the situation into the words they had yet to say out loud.

He hadn’t been able to think it over. Mike and Scott only requested he carry them into the office for an emergency, and he wasn’t going to demand details when his help was clearly needed. And once he spotted Jeremy before the young man began running, any question of what and how was put on pause until their newest colleague was safe.

Now Mike has a firm hand keeping Jeremy from racing away again at the sight of another giant. James’ hand is close by to gently snag him if he escapes, though it’s preferred grabbing continues to be unnecessary.

So with Jeremy safe and now two giants knowledgeable of what occurred, that allows him to properly mull over Eggs’ extremely concerning question. Who can shrink a giant?

That in itself seems impossible. Just a few weeks ago he was handing Mike over to Jeremy. How is it possible that same person can now sit in James’ hand to be passed to Eggs. That same curly haired night guard couldn’t be so small two fingers can snatch him up.

Yet he could distinctly feel the miniscule form slamming against his hand. If he nudged Jeremy, there will be a reaction. This is real.

One name suddenly comes to mind. James might act oblivious after properly meeting Vincent and therefore understand just what his employer is capable of. He still only trusts Scott to an extremely small degree due to being aware how much the man responsible for his job at Fazbear’s is pinned under a thumb. But when it comes to the ‘impossible’, William is the only likely candidate.

That meant Scott was most likely aware and had failed to warn them of this possibility.

James takes a deep breath as anger begins to rise. Because now is not the time. He’ll pull the older man off to the side to discuss withholding such crucial information once it’s appropriate. Right now they need to make sure Jeremy feels safe as well as figure out how this occurred.

The first part might be a little hard. The only person who’s consistently seen the giant night guard is Mike. Good for having someone who knows what it’s like to be handheld. Bad when the necessary assisting hand of a giant is coming from those he’s not completely familiar with.

“That’s Jeremy, right?” Eggs asks as he walks closer.

Mike sets his hands on Jeremy’s shoulders to keep him seated, the man laughing when his action has a squeak emit. “I-I-It's not f-funny!”

“Fuck yeah it is. You’re now a goddamn mouse, Jerber.”

“N-N-No!”

“You have to admit he’s right,” Eggs grins as he kneels beside James, his voice as quiet as when Caleb was in their midst. “Squeaking and handheld? I’d say that’s a dead ringer.”

The doctor watches as an unhappy look is given at the comment, but the shrunken giant doesn’t attempt to defend himself. Possibly not wanting to upset someone who has a literal upper hand over him. Or the fact Mike started the teasing.

Or, because the blond’s a predator. And it would be easy to assume he’s being talked about in a way that implies Eggs will hunt him down to eat.

James then pulls his hand away slowly as to not startle their coworker. He’s watched with trepidation, but there’s a distinct slump of the shoulders once his palm isn’t looming over him anymore.

“Can you tell us what happened, Jeremy?”

The doctor patiently waits as his eyes are met before the smaller is quickly looking away as he takes a deep breath. “It just h-h-happened s-s-so suddenly. I-I was next t-t-to th-the desk, and th-then it felt like I-I-I-I was f-falling, a-and I landed b-b-by the phone.”

That sounds terrifying. Suddenly shrinking and not knowing what was happening. It would’ve been worse if Jeremy ended up on the ground. How long it would’ve taken someone to find him. Possibly the wrong person, and this time no one would know to search for him like with Scott and David.

He realizes Eggs is thinking the same thing with the blond tensing at the story. One shared glance and it’s clear James won’t be fought if he carries the three to the platform, but there will be a closely hovering shadow the entire time.

He will admit he’s legitimately curious if Jeremy being human is making Eggs’ instincts go a little berserk. If their shrunken coworker is a true human just because of his size, or if there are a few differences.

And on top of that, he really wants to ask Jeremy what he thinks about this new perspective and compare it to how Caleb was describing his first time interacting with giant objects.

Another time. After interrogating Scott. “Are you hurt? From the initial shrinking or from the collision with my hand?”

“N-No. Just...sc-scared,” Jeremy admits, almost too quietly to be heard.

James looks over to see Scott pocketing his phone, not having noticed him texting earlier. But the look on his face once he’s finished and the one sent up toward the doctor say they both have something to discuss with the other.

“What do you think about us getting you to the human section, and we’ll try and find out what caused this?”

“Y-Y-You w-won't get shrunk t-too, r-r-right?” Jeremy asks, suddenly concerned at the thought of them also ending up only a few inches tall.

James looks over at Eggs who pats himself down. “I haven’t lost any height. And I don’t feel like I’m falling.”

“We’ll be careful,” the doctor promises.

Finally Jeremy nods his head. Then flinches so harshly be bumps into Mike when James sets a hand palm up on the desk. Before he can apologize for accidentally scaring the smaller, Mike removes his hands in order to squat down and force Jeremy to look at him instead. “Does your ass want Grave Digger, or Jackass?”

Eggs waves at the confused expression to clarify the nickname. Something that has Jeremy shaking his head quickly.

“J-James.”

“You fucking walking on, or you want goddamn help?”

Neither him nor Eggs comment on the question. There’s no telling how they themselves would react to suddenly becoming human sized and forced to walk onto a hand in order to get somewhere safe. James is more than willing to be patient.

Jeremy’s wide eyes say it’s dawning on him just how vulnerable he is. And with Mike no longer holding him in one spot, the shrunken giant is able to stumble to his feet as he backs further away. “Actually, aren’t th-there st-stairs? W-W-W-We could just-”

James saw it coming, but Jeremy’s left too surprised to make a single sound when Mike takes it upon himself to toss the shorter over his shoulder. By the time it processes they’re already making their way closer. “Coming Phone Guy?”

“W-W-WAIT!”

“Michael!”

“If I do shrink,” Eggs whispers. “I don’t want Mike to be my guide.”

That earns him a middle finger as Mike walks onto James’ hand, Jeremy struggling the entire time. As soon as it’s realized they’re no longer standing on solid ground it turns into holding onto Mike as tightly as possible. Scott quickly follows on with a long sigh.

“Jeremy are you okay?”

“F-F-F-Fine!”

James raises his eyebrows in a question if he would like to proceed. Scott only shrugs. Mike gives a thumbs up. Jeremy’s eyes are squeezed shut tightly.

“Tell me if I need to stop at any time.”

Eggs quickly stands up to give him an open path. Truthfully, he appreciates the mechanic’s presence. If there’s any other waiters who come in he’ll be able to act as a barrier. Unfortunately they won’t have Fritz’s support until this afternoon, but hopefully Jeremy will be a proper giant before then even if the redhead would be disappointed for missing someone being shrunk.

The walk is uneventful to the platform. He goes slower than usual to not upset Mike’s balance, but their veteran night guard is able to stand without tossing Jeremy down into his palm. Eggs stays by his side watching for anyone assigned to clock in before the doors open.

No one comes. James sets his hand down for Mike to walk off and allow Jeremy to stand on his own two feet again. “Thanks for you goddamn help, Grave Digger.”

“Th-Th-Thank you.”

“Of course,” James says. “Are you sure you feel okay?”

Jeremy nods his head as he moves closer to the elevator. “I-I-I'm okay. I just...n-n-need some time.”

To be around things his size. To not be in the open where a giant can grab him. To not think about how long this will last and if he’ll need to be carried around by such a larger being again.

James has to not insist he examines Jeremy from head to toe. Not because he’s worried there was true damage from bouncing off his hand or suddenly shrinking, but purely for the selfish reason of confirming this is real. He knows it is, and yet he wants to hold the young man in a fist before handing him to Eggs and say with certainty his coworker is inexplicably human.

Scott then finally walks off his hand to wave everyone off. “Mike, take Jeremy down and get him something to eat. If David asks, let him know I’ll be down in a few. Eggs, would you mind checking the office for anything?”

Jeremy looks happy to be dismissed to go to the human section. Mike nods in agreement along with Eggs.

“I’ll see if I can find anything.”

“See you in a fucking few, Phone Guy.”

James crosses his arms the second him and Scott are alone. “What did you know.”

“Don’t rumble at me,” the older man snaps. “I understand you’re upset and think I could’ve done something to stop it, but it’s a little more complicated.”

“That I understand,” James murmurs, making his effort to keep his tone even. “But I thought we agreed you would try to warn us.”

“In my defense his attempt to shrink Vincent didn’t work.”

“And yet Jeremy’s now smaller than my fingers.”

“I can’t just tell you everything!” Scott exclaims, and he suddenly looks a lot more tired as his anger becomes evident. “I don’t expect you to trust me when it comes to Afton, but I am trying my hardest to keep you out of harm’s way. If I told you he’s trying to shrink giants, it would’ve been worse. I’m not asking you to trust me. I’m asking you to realize we’re on the same team.”

James takes a deep breath. “I didn’t mean to come off as if I was attacking you.”

Because he isn’t. He’s upset someone Scott trusted him to care for if Jeremy ever gets hurt had been infected with something they don’t know, in a way they’re unsure of, and now Eggs is possibly in danger because he is at the location such an anomaly occurred.

He doesn’t want to attack. He wants it to be clear they need to work together if they are going to ensure more children aren’t-

James’ eyes widen as he suddenly feels like he’s about to tip over and fall. Yet he hasn’t done anything to warrant such a feeling

“Scott.”

The human’s glare vanishes into one of terror. “Get to the door!”

That’s all he can hear before the ground’s rising up to meet him and James isn’t quick enough to try and catch himself. He falls onto his side, immediately attempting to get as close to the wall that rises more than a hundred feet above his head.

Fear grips him as he stares at the miles upon miles of open space before him. With tables that could be skyscrapers in the distance he knows cast shadows big enough to take a full minute to walk through. Completely alone where giants step without so much as a glance down.

That’s when he jumps to his feet before sprinting as fast as possible to where the floor level door is, hoping someone doesn’t walk in at the wrong moment.

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#I sincerely apologize for missing the true days for these #it might be a few days behind but the ‘Tober will be completed!#we’ll blame the FNAF movie #Happy FNAF movie!#Voretober 2023 #Day 26: Rumble #FNAF bois #g/t #giant #tiny #BTE writing #cw #content warning #cw vore #content warning vore

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saintsdice · 7 months

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Day 1: Lights off! of course I just so happen to become sickly the second October starts (also credit to my partner for doing the eye thank u hun <3)

planning on (trying) to do this so aha :3

#fnaf #fnaf fanart #fivenightsatfreddysfanart #five nights at freddys #fnaf art #fnaf-tober 2023 #freddy fazbear

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kirin-aurora · 7 months

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Day 2: Recent.

Had more time to work on today's prompt. It's also kinda funny that the prompt is 'recent' when I made this oc 2 days ago lol XD

#digital art #digital illustration #doodle #illustration #doodles #digital painting #original character #character drawing #oc #oc tober #inktober 2023 #character illustration #character art #fnaf oc

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thatonemarveldude · 7 months

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Day two of OCtober:

First OC!

This is Vio Afton, or rather their first design; Violet Afton. Yes. She was also known as purple girl. Yes, she was related to purple guy from Five Nights at Freddy’s somehow.

The little guy in the order, the one with the red, is their current design!

#art #drawing #my art #procreate #oc #my oc #my sona #october drawing challenge #oc tober 2023 #oc tober #fnaf #fnaf oc #that’s what they were originally

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2dmax · 7 months

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cringetober 01 & 04 - heterochromia, angel/demon

acrylic on paper (9"x12") described in alt

above are the cringetober 2023 prompts written by awestin martinez (i cry ink), inspired by sleeprann's original post. the prompts are:

heterochromia 2. self insert 3. unnecessarily complex fit 4. angel x demon 5. ms paint 6. neko (or other animal features) 7. pinterest art base 8. tumblr sexyman 9. crossover ship/rarepair 10. fursona 11. yandere 12. niche interest 13. creepypasta 14. candygore 15. song lyrics 16. objecthead 17. fake anime screenshot 18. old art redraw 19. dolls/puppets/etc 20. hananaki disease 21. 100% saturation 22. maid dress/sailor uniform 23. meme(s) 24. MLP 25. gijinka 26. all edge no point 27. babygirl pose 28. alt fashion 29. hot villain (bonus points if woman) 30. videogame (undertale, fnaf, etc.) 31. HALLOWEEN!

doing prompts of any day that has already past and combining as i please... tried doing it day by day but i just can't. if you can't do a daily -tober challenge, don't feel bad; i don't even have a real job and i can't keep up with this shit. plus, i feel like doing whatever the hell i want is more in the vein of being cringe, anyway.

i'm really glad there is a resurgence in 00's internet culture (though typing it out, i realize a lot of these prompts are more 2010's, though the aesthetic of the post is more 00s). it makes sense for a lot of reasons. but i think it's also worth recognizing, as someone who grew up in it, this was not some golden past, either. there is no golden past. the internet in the 00's was just as, if not more, racist, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, generally dangerous, and overall shit as it is today. so i encourage people to create a better web and a better world!

#cringetober #cringertober 2023 #00s anime #acrylic paint #anime art #scenecore #webcore #manga art #illustration #art #2dmax

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inkthemandrake · 7 months

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~- Fnaf-tober #5 -~

It was just a glitch!

Prompt list below:

Prompt list by @miiilowo

#fnaf tober #fnaf tober 2023 #vanny #fnaf #fnaf security breach #fnaf fanart #vanessa #my art #digital art #ink arts #art blog #ink art #ink draws #aesthetic #fanart #horror #Halloween prompt list

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drag0nfir3 · 7 months

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Day 1: Lights Off

Saw this prompt list and wanted to give it a try! Had some fun making the background and was good practice for lighting, very fun ^^

List made by: @miiilowo

#miiilowo fnaftober #fnaftober #fnaf tober #fnaf-tober 2023 #fnaf fanart #fnaf #freddy fazbear

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fluentmoviequoter · 6 months

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Haunted Art Museum

Fluffy Friday, October 27, 2023

Fic-tober Masterlist

Summary: Dalton invites you to accompany him to a haunted art museum.

Warnings: fluff, brief mentions/implications of the Further, art slander (I really don't get modern art. I'm sorry), the beginning of a dirty joke. 1.4k+ words.

A/N: So sorry this is late (I went to see FNAF on Friday and just now had a chance to finish this)! Also, this is inspired by my recent trip to the art museum and very self-indulgent. Hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think! :)

“Wait, it’s haunted?” you ask as you read the flyer.

Dalton chuckles as he looks at you. “That’s what they said. It’s a Halloween show, so I guess they’re going all out.”

“And you want me to go with you?” Dalton nods, and you clarify, “Is this a date?”

“That was the goal,” Dalton answers sarcastically. “Unless you don’t want it to be, then we can just go as friends,” he adds quietly.

“I’m only going if it’s a date.”

Dalton smiles as he turns in his seat to face you. “Good.”

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You walk into the museum with your hand tucked safely into Dalton’s. He leads you to the desk in the lobby, smiling as you look around at the unique architecture and pictures of past displays. While he gets your tickets, his thumb rubs circles on the back of your hand.

Dalton leads you away from the desk and uses your linked hands to turn you toward him. When you’re facing him, he smiles at you before peeling the visitor sticker from the paper and smoothing it onto your shirt. After he puts his sticker on as well, he leads you to the door and opens it, gesturing for you to go first.

The museum is quiet and dark, not for lack of patrons, but because it’s late and the “haunted” angle was approached full force. As you walk down a slightly curved hallway, Dalton picks up a brochure titled “How to Get the Most out of Your Museum Visit.” You playfully roll your eyes as he smiles and slips it into his pocket.

When you reach the first exhibit, it’s a dark hallway filled with statues (obviously influenced by the Greeks). You look sideways as Dalton, and he barks a quick laugh before pressing his face against your shoulder to silence himself.

“Do not say a word,” he whispers harshly, trying his hardest not to laugh.

“I didn’t. Just wondering how accurate those proportions are,” you whisper with a shrug.

“I just said not to say anything!”

“Fine, I’ll stop.”

Dalton nods and looks away, and you whisper, “For now.”

The hallway of statues ends abruptly, and you pull the door open for Dalton as you exit. One of the pictures on the wall in the next hallway moves, and Dalton jumps beside you, his grip tightening on your hand. You can’t stop the chuckle that comes out but quickly turn serious when you notice the look on Dalton’s face.

“Are you okay? You want to keep going or go upstairs?” you ask gently, raising your free hand to his cheek.

“I’m fine, just wasn’t expecting it. Keep holding my hand and I’ll be fine,” Dalton answers, leaning his face against your hand.

In the second exhibit, Dalton’s eyes light up at the numerous walls covered in oil paintings. He walks to the first one, pulling you along with him, and begins studying it. While he stops before each painting to study it, you watch him. You watch his profile as his eyes flit around the canvas, pausing every few seconds to take something in. Your eyes stay on him even between the paintings, and when the corners of his lips quirk up in front of a specific painting, part of you wants to look at it, but you can’t look away from his smile. From the few pieces you did see before you got distracted by Dalton, you concluded that Dalton was a better artist, and the cute reactions he has to each new painting have you completely enraptured.

“What do you think about this one?” Dalton asks, tugging lightly on your fingers as he turns to you.

You smile as you answer, “You could do better. And we’re way better looking than them.”

Dalton playfully rolls his eyes, but he can't disagree with you. He smiles and asks if you are ready for the next exhibit. You nod and lean to kiss his cheek quickly, unable to contain your love for him any longer. As you walk, you pull the brochure from his pocket and read it, laughing at the page titled “When Looking at Art.” Dalton looks sideways at you but remains silent.

“Please tell me this isn’t modern art,” you whisper as he opens the door.

His smug smile is the only answer you need, and your shoulders drop as you walk past him into the room. The large art installations have no discernable shape or subject. Despite Dalton’s past endeavors to help you understand the point, you still can’t.

“It looks like trash heaps, Dalton,” you complain quietly, wrapping your free hand around his bicep as you lean against his side.

“Look for the meaning,” Dalton encourages.

“You sound like the brochure: take a breath, what do you see that reminds you of yourself?” you tease. “It’s trash, all of it reminds me of trash.”

Dalton shakes his head and pulls you closer to his side, then gets distracted as he watches a person-shaped being slip into the shadows before disappearing. You watch his face as his eyes widen and his brows furrow, but you don’t see anything when you look ahead. His breath picks up slightly, and you turn his face toward yours.

“It’s a fake haunted museum, Dalton, everything is okay.”

When he nods and squeezes your hand, you lean him to the second to last exhibit, all abstract art. The room is brighter to highlight the art, and despite the sudden need to squint, you are glad for the light.

“What do you see in that one?” you whisper as you point to a large area covered with sand.

“Um, a giraffe,” Dalton answers, relaxing slightly at your side.

“Where?”

He points to the neck and relaxes further. “There’s a girl reading in the background of the blue one,” he adds, gesturing to the back wall.

“Whoa, I can totally see that one!” you agree, leading him to that wall.

You spend more time in the abstract exhibit than the others, looking for hidden pictures and meanings. Once you’ve looked at every piece, Dalton leads you to the last room, filled with photography. Dalton pulls his hand from you as you split up, determined to find a picture you think the other would like or that reminds you of them. You view each piece slowly, eager to find the perfect one. When you find it, you turn to find Dalton and nearly run into him as you turn a corner.

“You find one?” he asks as he pulls you into his arms.

“I did. You?”

Dalton nods and asks to see yours first. You lead him to a large, framed image of a boy sitting on a roof and pointing to a bright star. He kisses the crown of your head as he wraps his arms around your waist.

“I love it. Good job. My turn?”

You nod, and Dalton moves to your side, walking around two corners before stopping in front of a black-and-white picture of a woman sitting in a tree, writing or drawing in a notebook on her lap.

“You did way better than me. That’s the best piece I’ve seen all night,” you say, leaning into Dalton’s side as his arm wraps around your shoulders.

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Leaving the museum, you find yourself tucked warmly under Dalton’s arm, not feeling any of the October chill.

“Excuse me?” a boy who looks to be nine or ten asks. “Is the museum really haunted?”

Dalton purses his lips to think before he smiles and says, “Hard to say. I thought I saw some of the paintings move, but you look braver than me so maybe you can make sure.”

The boy smiles brightly and yells a thank you over his shoulder as he returns to his mom, who waves at you before leading him into the museum.

“Is it actually haunted?” you ask as you continue walking.

“No clue. Those paintings did move, and I saw something in the shadow, but who knows. Want to go again tomorrow and find out?”

“You know, one day it’ll be your work in there and you won’t be able to keep me away.”

“Wouldn’t want to. Besides, you’ll be in every picture,” Dalton answers, pulling you to a stop before he kisses you under a streetlamp, oblivious to any moving paintings or shadows as he imagines what his picture of this moment will look like.

#fluentmoviequoterfictober23 #dalton lambert x reader #dalton lambert fluff #dalton lambert fic #dalton lambert imagine #dalton lambert #insidious #insidious the red door #fem!reader

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jack-is-a-self-decided-skrunkly · 7 months

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Out of sight.

had no clue what to do for both prompts so I gave them gay clothes... sorry...

prompts r out of sight and unnecessarily complex fit

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paigelts05 · 6 months

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Happy Halloween 2023! [FNAF OC x Advance Wars]

https://www.deviantart.com/paigelts05/art/Happy-Halloween-2023-FNAF-OC-x-Advance-Wars-991513916

Published: Oct 31, 2023

Welcome to my regularly scheduled Halloween post!

This year, I drew PT again. But this time she's dressed as Sami from the Advance Wars series, because my first Advance Wars game was Dual Strike, and I've recently managed to acquire the switch remake of the first two games (but it's on my to-play pile).

I wanted to incorporate the lights from my Faz-Tober drawing of her to show that the ghost lights still function and she still uses them, despite Gerald Taylor being a prat and possessing them.

#2023 #art #artwork #fnaf #fnaf au #renegade au #renegade au guards #fnaf renegade au #fnaf oc #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's oc #Halloween #Halloween 2023 #happy halloween #spooky season #halloween costume

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cfrog · 7 months

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OC-tober Day 4: Redesign

[full prompt list]

A continuation of yesterday's, let's talk about the Sages' many redesigns! But first: some redraws :3c

[2018 -> 2023]

Full ramble under the cut. Read more at your own risk, it is long.

The Sages got their most recent redesigns in 2021. My main focus was making the Sages more unique in their looks, so it's not entirely just recolors of Sage. This is also when I made them all non-human. Lets go down the line.

[same picture as yesterday, i only have the one]

Again, theyre supposed to all be vaguely matchy. They all have bangs on the same side, they've all got some extra color at the ends of their hair, and they all have details under their eyes (freckles for Red, eyebags for Grey, scars for Yellow, blush for Blue). Aside from that, I kinda went wild with these versions.

The primary Sage's (Red Yellow and Blue) are all supposed to look very similar to Sage. Grey is the black sheep of the group, that should be clear on first glance. Red, though, is supposed to look the Most like Sage, because they have the most in common. The two are from similar time periods and, with the addition of Red being a werewolf, similar situations of hiding themselves. Being a werewolf also draws more attention to Red's anger issues, her original defining trait. It's really easy to tell when she's angry. Because she turns into a big dog. Older Red design had a red scarf across her midsection like a belt, because that's where her killing wound was. When I moved her wound to her heart (because its more poetic <3), the scarf came with! Technically, that dangling section is supposed to always cover her left side. I don't do that tho. ALSO as you may have noticed: Red used to be continually covered in blood. Her new design is less murderous, so that got removed, but I kept a subtle reference to it in her hair. Like really subtle. Here's a close up.

[red's blood-patterned hair, usually covered up by shading]

Anne (Grey's past life) was only given a design in 2019, for the Labyrinth OCT, based off of Grey's old design. Then when I redesigned Grey, I actually based her more off of Anne. Real telephone game going on. Stuff like the wrist/ankle scars just came from Anne's design. For this version of her, I flattened out her hair near the top to better resemble Sage and the others' hairstyles. It also looks pretty :3 Her full lore about what she is is.... so complicated. It's not important. She's a special type of ghost that makes her grayscale ok. I only made her skin pale instead of pure grey because it helps her stand out from Anne. Anne for reference:

[part of Anne's transition to Grey involved cutting off those dress sleeves]

Yellow got the most emo hairstyle of them all, which I think is funny, because she's also the oldest and most well-adjusted. This is when I moved her eye injury to her right side, so I can cover it up and not draw it. I generally just had a lot of problems with Yellow's eyes. I hated drawing glasses realistically, it was the main thing that kept me from drawing Yellow more on previous designs, so I decided to go full cartoon this time. And man I love it. Yellow is an elf btw, specifically from a modern fantasy 1960s-ish. Her main design inspo has always been "librarian" and I love to lean into it, BUT. This design was where I started letting her be a badass too. Hence the mysterious scars. Plus her conspiratorial streak and her wedding ring? God I made her so cool. Best redesign of the set.

And finally, a robot!! Originally, Blue was my excuse for memes and references. They were a gamer. They were a 4th wall breaker. I changed that last one for this design, meta powers revoked. But I let them keep the gamer references by making them from the future. Blue used to be just Some Teen Ghost, which was boring and realistic. I wanted them to have a full job and backstory. So I made them a fnaf reference. To emphasize the roboticness, I started drawing their hair goofy and blocky. I also switched their method of death from hanging to gunshot, to match all the others. Plus, I don't think hanging a robot would work. This moved their wound to their head, but again, hey I don't wanna draw a fucked up eye wound all the time. Solution: robot-based memory problems! Blue already had a thing for ignoring negative emotions, so it only makes sense they'd block out their own death. Their eye's still not entirely functional, though.

Hey, they weren't in yesterday's post, but let's talk about Violet too! Violet has always been a thing with the Sages, and funny enough, their name was always Violet. What exactly they are, though, has changed so many times. With this redesign, I offically made them Blue's "alter ego" (it fit with the fnaf references). Think of it as Blue but with all of those nasty memories. That means you get to see the eye wound on this one! They're also missing their ear on that side. And a solid chunk of their head.

[this Violet is from a meme redraw but I cut out the context]

These are my oldest ocs and I care about them so much. I put so much thought into these. I'm happy I finally get to type this all out. Here's a direct comparison of their hair and skin colors, look at the detail i put into this.

Blue's is technically just desaturated cause that's what mixing blue with orange does.

#oc-tober #bweirdoctober #my ocs #my art #redraw #my oc talk #the sages #sagem #those original images are all from my old ask blog btw. good times.

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