#my fcs

[8-bit-britt]

I feel guilty indulging in this.

#britts art #sketches #angry beavers #rocko's modern life #rockbert #my fcs

[medievalwing]

Here's The Burning Passion of the Great Late Piccata (or just Piccata for short)!

He's the cantankerous head chef and founder of The Smoked Fillet, and is Florentine's superior.

#medievalwing #nintendo #fanart #splatoon #splatoon 2 #my fcs #fan character #salmonid #cohock #cohock salmonid #piccata #The Burning Passion of the Great Late Piccata

[chezbrie]

another attempt @ a jjk oc~! saeko aka: "eyebrows" 🤨 (she's embraced them since HS... it's all good)

#saeko #my art #my fcs #jjk oc #jujutsu kaisen oc #her eyebrows aren't even that bushy but by anime standards they're pretty thick...

[anjellion-drawthings]

I hear the secrets that you keep When you're talkin' in your sleep

Continuing Femslash February with my self insert nonsense, yipee.

Bonus:

#pizza tower #don't make a sound #toppin monsters #pizzahead #femslash february #my fcs #slime girl

[dipplinduo]

soooo with rumors of Kieran and Juliana dating do you think some Kieran fans would be hostal towards her and challenging her to battles

( Sorry for how this ask is (^-^;) )

I am mulling over what I wanna do with this but lol gl to those peeps if they think they can rival her

(you're fine!!)

#my fcs #dipplinshipping #kieran pokemon #juliana pokemon #kieran x juliana pokemon #juliana x kieran pokemon #kieran x juliana #juliana x kieran #my fics

[shadowfreak98]

Ranulf the Armadillo and Deyne the Mouse

These two are a couple important characters for the Future story arc.

Ranulf [left] is their powerhouse/heavy-hitter. He is more of the brawn of the group and will not hesitate to punch robots. Most misconstrue him as a hothead, or even a meathead. He can be a little spacey at times, and perhaps impulsive, but unlike his ancestor, he is incredibly collected and calm. He is a big brother to that of Deyne and Cryptum. They are the only family he has, and he would do anything to protect them.

Deyne [right] is not so chill. She can get pretty fired up at times if her buttons are pushed enough. Her role is the Freedom Fighters’ tactician. She is the one who organizes plans, and strategies. She intelligent beyond her years, and she knows it... which can lead to some butting of heads with other Freedom Fighters... she can be quite arrogant at times but she is always pulled back to Mobius by her beloved best friend and big sis Cryptum.

#sonic #my art #sonic future #sonic future au #sonic the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog OCs #sonic the hedgehog fanart #sonic the hedgehog art #Sonic the hedgehog fan character #fan character #sonic ocs #My characters #my oc #my fcs #ranulf the armadillo #deyne the mouse #ranulf #deyne #sonic oc #sth #sth fan character #sth fanart #sth fc #sth fcs #sth fan characters #sth original character #sth original characters #sth ocs #sth oc #my ocs

[doodleduds]

still busy not drawing lol. take this

edit: added other thing

#my fcs #doodle #tes #the elder scrolls

[vivany-art]

A lil thing I made for a question in the HxH OC discord server

#hunter x hunter oc #hxh oc #hunter x 2011 #hxh #killua fanart #killua hxh #killua hunter x hunter #killua zaoldyek #my art #my oc #my fcs #my ocs #hxh art #hxh fanart #hxh 2011

[flooploopz]

Did y'all know that I named Tiffany after Tiffany Valentine- In other news, happy spooky month 🔪🎃🧡

#my art #my fcs #fnaf oc #fnaf fc #fan character #tiffany valentine #halloween #halloween outfit #halloween costume #tiffany

[anemoi-i]

The first art of 2024! Drawing our gorgeous Game of Dice fc's!

In order: Rosemonde ("Rini"), Nea (@v3joker), Elaine and Alicia 💜

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#krisposting #my art #my ocs #my fcs #friend ocs #friend fcs #game of dice

[ainoamaru]

redraw of my sonic fcs.

#my style #doodle #fanart #art #drawing #mobian #fcs #my fcs #sonic fandom #digital art #digital drawing #fan character #sonic fan character #boys #gay boys #sonic fc #sketch

[medievalwing]

Presenting Kuki, the sweet-hearted Yoshi!

#medievalwing #nintendo #fanart #mario #yoshi #super mario #my fcs #fan character #kuki #reference sheet #reference

[purplestarkatz93]

There this game where you can create your own The Owl House style character, which you can play here: https://meiker.io/play/13522/online.html Although clothing choices are limited.

Also there’s one where you can create your own Grimwalker https://meiker.io/play/14184/online.html

These are some of my designs (which one day I will draw myself, these are just some concepts). The first two are my witchsona, one when I have short hair, and the other when I have long hair. I chose bard and plant as my tracks because I love to sing and I love nature.

The one wearing white is my FC of Hunter and Willow’s daughter, who I have named Daisy. And if you’re wondering why she doesn’t look like them, she was adopted. In my current storyline in my head she’s only four years old. So this is her when she’s older. I don’t know what tracks she’s going to study yet, hence why she’s wearing white.

The last one is my FC of Evelyn and Caleb’s daughter, who I named Rose. She was born after her father died of course, but she takes a lot after him in looks and personality. Also here’s something cute: her first word was Flapjack, (though she said “Jack-Jack”).

If you have any questions about my FCs or anything The Owl House related just let me know.

#the owl house #toh #my witchsona #my fcs #design games #my designs #Huntlow kid #Caleb x Evelyn kid #daisy park #rose clawthorne

[anjellion-drawthings]

abstract super paper mario demon designs i made like 2 years ago and forgor about until now

they are the Underwhere Malebranche, servants of Bonechill

in order from left to right: Grafurricane, Calcabrine, Farferno, and Malacotta

All of them are loosely based/designed off of other Mario enemies, except Malacotta, who is a creepy statue, gargoyle thing

#paper mario #super paper mario #paper mario oc #underwhere #my fcs

[thelazyecrivain]

Fluffbruary - 6th Day (Butterfly)

Sixth day of @fluffbruary, using the prompt "Butterfly" !

I wrote this really fast, I hate some parts, but I'm posting it anyway. Maybe I'll come back to this fic later.

Read on AO3

French version

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John heard about it by chance. He was at the clinic when one of his colleagues was talking about it with a patient.

"It was magical, they were all beautiful," she said. John asked her for the address and kept the piece of paper in his pocket. He thought it might make Rosie happy.

When he got home that evening, he was greeted by a happy Rosie explaining to her father what she had been doing all day with her godfather. She had not left Sherlock's legs, both of them sitting on the armchair. They were reading a book about bees, according to the cover. Since she was a little girl, Rosie seemed to develop a passion for bees, making her godfather proud.

He gave his daughter a kiss in her hair and absentmindedly put a hand on Sherlock's shoulder. Since returning to Baker Street, John has been able to smile again and see his daughter blossom within the old walls that welcomed him all those years ago. He and Sherlock have become best friends again, but something more is present between them. They are more tactile with each other, a hand on the shoulder, on the back, on the arm and hugs when one is not well. 

John is in love with the detective, and he thinks it's mutual, but he would never threaten their special friendship for a single doubt. And he'll blame himself if he makes his Rosie unhappy if he has to go away from Baker Street and his beloved godfather. Talking about his feelings has never been his forte. So he admires Sherlock from afar, imagines and dreams, and says nothing, like the Englishman he is.

He listened to his daughter, Sherlock intervening a few times if necessary, while preparing tea. This has been their routine for months and for nothing in the world would he change this domestic bliss.

"Tomorrow is my day off, we could go out." Proposes John once he is settled in his chair, a hot cup in his hands.

"What do you suggest?" Asks Sherlock, staying focused on the little Watson who continues to ask him questions about the pictures in the book.

"The natural history museum has a greenhouse with lots of butterflies. Apparently it's very pretty to see."

Sherlock agreed, after asking his niece who had put on a big smile. 

***

"Rosie, keep your hat on, it's cold."

The little girl grunted but finally decided to keep it on her head. John sees Sherlock smirking at his little Watson being so stubborn. John wonders who she got it from.

"Hello gentlemen." said the man at the entrance to the museum as they approached.

"Two adults and a child." Said Sherlock. "For Sensational Butterflies." John sees him scan the man with his eyes and he warns him with a glance not to say anything. He can see him almost sigh, invisible to anyone else but John who knows him well after so many years of working together.

They pay, and leave in the direction of the big greenhouse. There are few people, and the heat is quickly felt. Rosie was happy to take off her hat.

"Daddy, look!" The girl exclaimed when she saw a butterfly on a leaf. John knew she would love it.

The greenhouse is big, filled with tropical flowers and plants. It's warm and very humid, to match the butterflies' natural climate. Butterflies are everywhere, on the branches, the walls, under their heads, on the visitors. There are all colours, all sizes, and John can see his daughter's eyes sparkling. 

Although he seemed indifferent, Sherlock looked around, detailing every butterfly and reading every text they passed. 

Quickly, John took off his coat, glad he had put on a simple shirt, and stripped Rosie of her jacket and vest, leaving her with a long-sleeved T-shirt. Surprisingly, Sherlock took off his coat, as well as his jacket, leaving him with just his white shirt. John loved seeing him so casual next to him, seeing him without his armor that he formed with his coat and perfect suit. 

As John imagined, Sherlock has done his homework before coming to answer every question Rosie may ask. He watches them do it, his heart filled with tenderness. Thirty minutes later, and a hundred questions later, Rosie is in Sherlock's arms, both talking about the blue butterfly in front of them resting on a leaf, when it flies away. To the surprise of both, it settled in Sherlock's hair, and Rosie laughed. 

"He thinks it's a nest !" Laughed the little Watson.

Standing back, John smiled as he watched his daughter try to retrieve the fragile insect that seemed comfortable in Sherlock's curls, and managed to escape her little fingers. He was forced to come to the rescue when the two sent him a look of distress. 

Sherlock slowly bent down to allow John to retrieve it, but when the butterfly realised they wouldn't leave it alone, it flew off to land somewhere else. That is, on John's face. Sherlock and Rosie laughed as John tried to coax it to fly away by moving his facial muscles. The detective took pity on him and decided to pick him up. 

John stretched out his cheek as Sherlock's fingers tried to take the butterfly. He was reluctant, but allowed it to land on his finger. Rosie was even happier. John, still mesmerised by the feel of Sherlock's fingers against his face, smiled at Rosie's enthusiasm. 

"On me ! On me !" Rosie asked.

"Be careful, they are very fragile insects." Said Sherlock seriously.

Rosie nodded and put on her most serious face. Sherlock judged that she would be careful and asked her to hold out her hand. She did so and Sherlock gently placed the butterfly down.

"That tickles." Rosie laughed. 

John's heart raced as he saw his daughter so happy, Sherlock taking care of her like a... 

A father.

John realised that now, but all along, Sherlock had been taking care of her like a parent would with a child. At the beginning of their return, John thought that Rosie would be a nuisance to the detective and his pace of life, but any suspicions were removed when he quickly noticed Sherlock was always with her if she needed something or just wanted to play. 

Sherlock sees Rosie as his daughter.

John took a deep breath when he realised. He had always dreamed of this, of having Sherlock by his side to raise Rosie until she was old enough to go off and make a life for herself. To have Sherlock by his side when Rosie introduces her partner(s) (if she has any), her children (if she has any) or when she comes to visit them when they are old and wrinkled. 

All his buried and hidden hopes come back. 

"John?" Sherlock called softly to him. John snapped out of his thoughts as he heard that deep voice calling him. He fell into Sherlock's worried gaze. "Are you okay?"

He could never be better than this. "Perfectly." He said with a smile and did something he would never have dared before. He put his arm around Sherlock's back and moved closer to him, his hand resting on the thin shirt. Sherlock was surprised, but didn't move and even stuck closer to him. 

Rosie is still captivated by the butterfly that has now advanced on her arm. John looked at her tenderly as he felt Sherlock slide his arm shyly across his shoulders. He immediately relaxed, resting lightly against Sherlock, and Sherlock grew more confident and tightened his grip around his shoulders. He attempted a glance at the detective and was gratified with a smile, the detective's attention already on him. 

God, how John loves him. So he couldn't help but get on his tiptoes to land a light kiss on his lips. He felt Sherlock gasp in surprise before he responded to the kiss. John smiled against his lips, a warmth moved through his body. 

Suddenly, Rosie burst out laughing, bringing John and Sherlock back to earth. They parted, red with pleasure. John couldn't help but admire him, his cheeks flushed, his lips curved into a slight smile. Sherlock is a beautiful man, John has known that for years, but knowing that he is in this state because of him makes him even more beautiful.

He turned his attention back to his daughter to see her squinting at the butterfly that landed on her nose. 

"It seems he likes you, Watson." Said Sherlock with tenderness in his voice as he did every time he called her that.

"It's hard not to like her."

"She must get that from her father." Sherlock replied.

John blushed.

"Uncle 'lock, Dad, look, he's flapping his wings!" Rosie exclaimed. The butterfly built its blue wings faster and faster before finally flying away. 

John watched it fly away as he rested his head on Sherlock's shoulder. He felt Sherlock place a kiss in his hair. This excursion was definitely a good idea.

(tell me if you want to be tagged) @topsyturvy-turtely

#johnlock fic #johnlock ficlet #parentlock #my fcs #fluffbruary 2023 #fluffbruary #fluff #day six #Butterfly #bbc sherlock #johnlock

[oersteds]

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drawn by [chiczie] on toyhouse!!

download [here]!!! she works best on windows. have fun with her!!!

#twizposting #live a live oc #shimeji #lal fc #live a live #my fcs #twiz (oc)