#oc wren

[shirobeans]

I got a super cute screenshot of my ranger/druid Wren and their beloved Halsin right before my favourite of his kiss animations

And I just…

Their face?? The cheek touch?? Their whole expression whenever they look at Halsin??

They’re so soft and in love that my heart can’t take it ;u;

(I understand though, I’m also a little in love with Halsin)

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 halsin #halsin #my heart #OC #oc Wren #halsin my beloved

[hoth-and-cold]

Alrighty time to bring out some perspective!

My fourth belongs to @outernorth with their OC, Wren

Thank you very much for commissioning me, they were very interesting to draw but I had a grand time

#commission #flat body #not star wars #outernorth #OC Wren

[wastelandwhisperer]

Lost in the hills  Watch her go in for the kill 🩸

Dress: @regina-raven

Hair: @sclub-privee

Jewelry: @oydis @blahberry-pancake @simomo-cc

Makeup: @barleyfrog @northernsiberiawinds @remussirion 

#oc wren #sims #sims 4 #the sims 4 #sims screenshots #sims 4 screenshots #sims screenies #sims 4 screenies #sims4 #thesims4 #simblreen #simstober

[prismaticpollen]

the things we do for friendship (2/?)

original characters, f/f, allergy

Wren is trying her best. She and Vul make some huge discoveries.

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“Vul?” Wren called. Nothing. Still no response from the bathroom.

Fine, she’d surprise her. Turning away from the locked door in front of her, she made a beeline for the closet on the other side of the room. She found what she was looking for in a matter of seconds, then retreated to the living room to wait.

Wren was halfway through a new sketch when Vul finally emerged. She’d put the same jumpsuit back on, but hadn’t bothered with her jacket, making it abundantly clear that however different they were, her people still got goosebumps in the cold. Perfect timing, then.

“Come here, let me show you something,” Wren urged her friend. “Sit down.”

Vul obliged. Wren leaned sideways, dropping her sketchbook and pens on the end table to her left, then shuffled over a little more to pull a large down comforter from where she’d hidden it between the table and the couch. Deftly unfolding the blanket, she draped it over Vul’s bare shoulders. “Cozy, right? This way we’re both comfortable.”

“Cozy,” Vul murmured, the word half swallowed by fabric. She was already burrowing into it, nuzzling her face into the fringe along its edges and tucking her legs underneath her. “It’s so soft!”

“Glad you like it,” Wren chuckled. She hadn’t been sure what kind of bedding Vul was used to, but she wasn’t about to let any guest of hers sleep on the couch with just her ratty old throw blankets, and Vul had refused to take her bed for the night when she’d offered. “You can keep it once we finish redoing your room if you want, it’s too warm for my taste so I don’t use it much anyway.”

Vul smiled, or at least she did what passed for smiling, too many teeth showing but still undoubtedly cheerful. She waved too, fingers fluttering in front of her face, ending the conversation on a high note.

Wren waved back, but Vul was already looking away, pulling the blanket tighter around herself to settle in for the night. That was fine, she could draw for a while longer and then turn in for bed herself. It was good seeing Vul at peace.

As unfamiliar as everything must have been for her, the alien had been nothing but bright and cheery since they’d met, even as she was visibly shaken by the circumstances which had brought them together. She couldn’t imagine being that brave herself, but Vul made it look easy. If all it took to make her feel safe was a spare quilt, making one available was the least she could do.

Smiling softly, Wren stood up and tiptoed around the couch, retrieving her pens and paper and relocating to the other side of the room. Flipping to a fresh page, she started testing out ideas, filling the sheet with different shapes in vivid blue and purple. A line here, a dot there, until the doodles converged to an image in her mind. This would be a hawk, wings outstretched, feathers like Vul’s eyes.

Later, she looked up, concentration broken by a small sound somewhere nearby. A whistle, or maybe a squeak, she wasn’t sure. When no obvious explanation presented itself, she set down her drawing, intent on checking the rest of the apartment. She wasn’t worried about a break-in, but the place had had issues with mice when she’d first moved in, and a recurrence of that fiasco was the last thing she needed just then.

Moving lightly on the balls of her feet, she’d only made it to the kitchen doorway when she heard the same sound again. Louder this time, right behind her. She spun around, too fast to stay quiet, readying herself to act. Then she realized: Vul was making the noise. The other girl sat stiffly with her face scrunched up, breathy gasps blending into one long high whine.

Was that normal for her? It couldn’t be, even if it was she had to check. Wren rushed back across the room, dropping to her knees in front of her roommate. “Vul? What’s happening, are you okay?”

Vul inhaled sharply, giving no indication of whether she’d heard the question.

“Hhaaah-ehhHHH!”

Her eyes fluttered open, then squeezed shut again. Her whole body trembled with urgency. Another gasp.

“HHIIHH-!”

The dam burst.

“Hhahtchuu! Tchu! Tchuu! Hitchoo! Hehtsch! Hehtchuu! Hh’schu! Hatschuu! Hih’tsch! Hhtssch! Hihhtsschuu! Itschieew! Tchuu! Tchuu! Ehtcheew! Hhah’TSCH! Hhtch’SCHUU! TSHU! HHTCHU! HH’CHEEW! HHAH’ETSCHU! TCHUU! HAHT’CHU! HETCHIEW! TCHUU! HHIHTSCHUU! HEHTCHEEW! TCHIEEWW! TCHU! ETSCHUU! HHAHTCHUUU!”

Vul scrubbed at her face with both hands, eyes streaming. Her breathing was fast and shallow, but she was breathing, and her lungs sounded clear. Hopefully that meant she’d be fine.

Eventually, she dropped her hands and looked up.

Not knowing what else to do, Wren stared at her. The other girl’s face was flushed, eyes still watery, but her posture had softened, and her mouth hung open in her usual almost-smile. Looking like that, she had to be okay. Nothing to worry about. Right?

Vul stared back. She stretched, tail lashing against the upholstery, then broke the silence. “Wren?” Confused, maybe defensive, but no hint of fear. She was fine.

Relieved, Wren stared a moment longer, then burst out laughing. “Seriously, you too?!”

“What?”

“I changed my mind, you’re not keeping that blanket. I think you’re allergic.”

#snz kink #snzblr #snzfucker #snzbian #sneeze kink #snzfic #prismatic fics #oc wren #oc vul

[fjorests-of-wildemount]

Having a little guy in my head that I love but only exists in my head and on graph paper (blorbo from my dnd game) makes it really unfair that I can't draw. I want there to be pictures of him but the pictures only exist in my head 😭

#personal #souperdeep #oc wren

[asterofthedeepforest]

I guess I didnt post this updated height chart ref thing for these guys?

#original characters #ocs #monster girl #aliens #monsters #oc neth #oc aleister #oc daisy #oc wren

[themirroredhearts]

🌴 Introducing: Wren 🌴

Full Name: Wren Jonah Ellis

Age: 25 | Birth Date: 31 October 1994

Occupation: Barista/Pottery Instructor

From: New Jersey, lives in Brighton

Reason for joining Love Island: “That’s a good question. A very good question, actually. Is it a trick one? No? Okay, right. So uh, my friends were kinda saying it’d be funny if I would go on because I’m kinda pretentious and obnoxious? I dunno, I think I’m all for trying something new and you could say this is basically a holiday with CCTV and a bunch of weird challenges. Orwellian but like, make it sexy, y’know?”

Visit Wren’s Character Profile Here

#mh: casa amor #mh: wren #litg #litg s2 #oc wren #mirrored hearts #litg mirrored hearts #litg ff #litg fanfic

[crowmakes]

fancy party time but now in color ✨

#I tried really hard with this one #I like to think it paid off #very fancy boys* #making shinies #oc sage #oc wren #oc #clip studio paint

[nevadas-night-time-novelist]

Teenage angst, science is hungry work, and that coloured Custodian I never got around to posting.

#oc deathshot #oc wren #oc custodian #x scribbles #madcom ocs #madcom oc

[bellafragolina]

May I try to ask for OC Affection for Wren? Take your time, no rush! I can wait and I know that you can be busy with your own things, so I will be patient, my Berry!

Have a good day! Take care of yourself ✨👀

-Dearly your reader, Victusordovitreus.

hello!! sorry this took so long ehehehe

Renee loves Wren!! Not only are their names similar, but they're both traveling around, albeit for different reasons. Tandor is such an interesting region, but dangerous! Renee relies on Wren to help her along, to get photographs without dying. In other regions, however, Renee takes the lead. Wren wants to see the world, right? The best place to see it from is up close! She'll show Wren all of her photography skills, and teach them to Wren too! It's a great friendship, one Renee greatly enjoys.

Renee is a bit too old for Wren to consider dating. Wren is young and discovering themself while Renee is nearing her thirties and in an established career. It wouldn't be a healthy relationship. Renee is just a friend, but she cares very much for Wren, and wants the best for them. She's willing to help however she can if it makes Wren safe and happy!

here we are!! thank you for sending your wonderful oc in!!!

~Renee

#oc renee #oc wren #OC Affection Game

[fishnchip3011]

miscellaneous sdv oc shitposts

#oh and a little rowan fun fact: he has a dimple on his left cheek as seen in the 3rd pic ^u^ #my art #farmer wren #farmer rowan #stardew valley #sdv #sdv oc #sdv farmer #stardew valley farmer #stardew farmer #stardew valley sebastian #sdv sebastian #stardew valley george #stardew valley vincent #stardew valley sam #sdv sam #sam sdv #sebastian x farmer #stardew sebastian #sebastian sdv

[shandzii]

funky attacks for my girls 🤪🤪🤪

@oriiduckko @sleepyeule

#all our ocs are holding hands fr fr #art fight 2023 #art fight #team vampires #mariza #larus #khora #wren #lyner #my OCs #friend's OCs #my art

[wastelandwhisperer]

Said I'm my own worst enemy Drownin' in my memories

Finally had the time to dress up Wren and Vega in some fun stuff!!

Wednesday Netflix but make it gay™️

Wren: Enid (She/her)

Vega: Wednesday (any) 

Hair: @daylifesims

Outfit: @madlensims

Makeup: @cosimetic @julhaos @pralinesims @remussirion

Thing: @jarisimcc 

#oc wren #oc vega #sims #sims 4 #the sims 4 #sims screenshots #sims 4 screenshots #sims screenies #sims 4 screenies #wednesday x enid #wednesday netflix #enid sinclair #wednesday addams

[prismaticpollen]

the things we do for friendship (1/?)

original characters, f/f, allergy

Wren helps her new roommate Vul settle in, getting a noseful of dust in the process.

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Ding!

Wren stepped out of the elevator with a deep sigh, eyes fixed on the sleek new clock in the hall. Twelve minutes to two. She was late.

She’d been so excited by her latest project that she’d run all the way from her building to the convenience store down the street, just over a mile in ten minutes. That was a new record for her, but it didn’t matter because the store had been unusually crowded and the lines unusually long. By the time she’d left the store, weighed down by her purchases, she’d burned through any extra time her enthusiasm might have saved her, and the return trip had taken another eighteen minutes. Overall, her errand had lasted forty minutes from start to finish, twelve minutes longer than she’d promised.

Oh well, nothing she could do now. Shifting all her bags into one hand, Wren reached into her right front pocket with the other. A moment later, bright green key ring successfully retrieved, she shifted her burden again, holding her groceries against her hip while she unlocked the front door of her apartment.

Inside, the place was dim and quiet. Too quiet, all things considered. Setting her bags down on the nearest table, Wren crept farther into the apartment, eyes peeled for anything unusual.

“Vul?” she called.

“I’m here! Come!” Judging by the direction of the sound, the response came from the spare bedroom. That made sense; Vul had been in the middle of unpacking when she’d left, and must have still been busy organizing. She probably hadn’t noticed what time it was, but Wren had set the two o’clock deadline as much for her own sake as her new roommate’s. They’d both been through a lot of changes very quickly, so she needed whatever semblance of consistency she could find, even when all she was doing was buying snacks.

“Wren? Come?”

Right. Time to see how much her friend had accomplished while she’d been out. “I’m coming, be right there!”

“Okay!” Vul acknowledged. Her voice was bright and clear like polished quartz, like it always was.

A few seconds of silence, broken only by her own footsteps on the carpet, then Wren reached the guest room threshold and had to bite down hard on her tongue to keep from laughing. She almost managed it, but she still had to pause to collect herself. Once she could speak without dissolving into giggles, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind: “Vul, what the fuck?”

“What?” Vul flicked her tail towards the floor, ultramarine eyes wide and unblinking as she turned toward the doorway. She was standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by overturned furniture and looking utterly bewildered. It seemed she had, in fact, finished organizing her things and moved onto tearing the rest of the room apart. Looking for something? No, everything she’d brought with her was piled neatly in one corner, so that couldn’t explain the mess.

“Sorry, let me try that again.” Wren made a mental note to avoid profanity around Vul, at least until the alien’s translation device could collect enough data to process her meaning fully. “What happened here?”

Another tail twitch, this time towards the window. “Bad view. I was nervous.”

Oh, duh. They were on the fifth floor, which was four stories higher than any building Vul was used to, based on what she’d said when Wren had first shown her around the apartment. As strong as she was, she could have easily knocked things over in a panic. “You got scared, you stopped thinking, right?”

“Yes. Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Wren said softly. “We’ll clean this up, then I can get curtains or something tomorrow, okay?”

“Curtains?” Vul sounded perplexed.

“To cover the window. That way you can’t look down and you don’t have to think about being up high.”

“Okay. Curtains tomorrow. I’ll clean up.”

“Let me put groceries away real quick,” Wren suggested. “Get started if you want, or you can wait for me to come help, there’s no rush.”

“I’ll clean up.” Vul lifted her chin, opening her mouth wide. Not really smiling, but close enough.

Wren smiled back, then spun on her heel, rushing back the way she’d come and collecting her recent purchases from the table she’d left them on. Moving into the kitchen, she made short work of putting everything where it belonged. As soon as she finished, she left the empty shopping bags on the counter by the fridge to deal with later.

By the time she got back to the spare room, Vul had clearly been equally efficient: nearly half the room was back to normal already. Letting out an appreciative whistle, she crossed the room to help balance the shelf her friend was lifting back into its proper position.

With both of them working together, the rest of the cleanup went even faster. Wren had to stop to catch her breath a few times, unused to the weight of some of the larger items, but Vul didn’t seem to mind the interruptions, and they finished in what felt like record time.

Letting go of the last piece of furniture, Wren shook her hands out in front of her, releasing tension from the way she’d been gripping the edges of each object while Vul watched curiously. “I don’t know about you, but I need to sit down after that,” she panted. She was fine, really, she just needed to relax after all the heavy lifting. Her throat was dry, that was all.

Leaving the guest room, she ducked into the kitchen, quickly downing a small glass of water before continuing into the living room and flopping onto the couch. The water helped, but her throat still felt off. She swallowed, shifting her jaw from side to side and waiting for the itch to subside.

Moments later, Vul appeared in the doorway to the kitchen, moving towards the couch with her tail swishing playfully behind her. “How was shopping?”

“It was fi- ihh!” Wren started to reply, then stopped mid-sentence. Not on purpose, it was an easy question to answer, but because her body had chosen that moment to interfere. “Hang oohhn!” she gasped. Fighting the sudden tickle blooming in her nose.

“Wren?” Vul was staring at her now, wide-eyed with confusion.

She held up her hand: wait. Any second now.

“Hhh! Hehh… ihhh-! Hihh’tschiew! HAhh-!”

That was weird, there were usually two. “As I was saying, shopping was fine. I had a good day. How about you?”

“What was that?”

“What was what?” Wren was sure she hadn’t brought up anything new just then. Wondering what concept Vul was struggling with, she wrinkled her nose, something she often did while thinking, then immediately regretted it.

“HAhh… hehh! Hihh! Hehh-ihh… HahHTchiieew! Hhtschuu! Hh’tchoo!”

Oh no. How had she been so stupid?

“Hhuh’TSCH! Hihtsch! Hahh’tch! Hht’CHU! Hahhtchoo! HheHTCHUU! Hihh’TCHEEWW! HHATSCHIEEEWW!”

When Wren finally finished, panting for breath, she opened her eyes to find Vul right in front of her. The alien was frozen in shock, sitting on the living room floor with her gray skin glistening with spray.

She must have closed the remaining distance between them while Wren was too busy sneezing her head off to notice. Meeting Wren’s gaze, she brought one hand up to wipe her face, unclipping the thin wedge of metal that housed her translator from her belt with the other.

“Never mind,” Vul said quietly. She seemed unbothered, as if what had just happened was a total non-event.

“Oh my— I’m sorry! That was so gross,” Wren muttered. She was almost certain her face was bright red, as much from embarrassment as effort, but the other girl just shook her head, baring her teeth in an awkward almost-smile.

“Don’t worry about it.”

#snz kink #snzfucker #snzblr #snzbian #sneeze kink #snzfic #prismatic fics #oc wren #oc vul

[shepscapades]

Souls in the Sand: Concept Art

As I’ve mentioned here and there, I’ve spent the last two years developing an original story inspired by a small Origins+Empires server a few friends and I started planning. The more I developed plans for my empire to be a sprawling overgrown cityscape of ruins and stone framework inspired by the nether, the more I built up this backstory for the character I wanted to play, a small deerfolk boy named Esra. From there, and over months of working and reworking the story and its characters, I’m proud to say I’m coming up on a 100 piece gallery for my Masters Exhibition to display this story in the form of a song-inspired comic, titled: Souls in the Sand.

Over the next month and beyond the date of my exhibition in April, I wanted to start sharing my work here! I thought it would be fitting to first share all of the concept work I did for the characters last semester as I took each character from their old lineup and reworked them from scratch to see if there were any designs I could make more unique or appropriate for the story. This process consisted of four stages: silhouettes, full-body mock-ups, face and head shapes/designs, and experimenting with the final characters’ designs with a set of unique expressions that best fit their personalities and narrative role.

Since each character was reworked separately, the “new” concept lineup is a little disjointed (and some of the characters’ faces actually ended up different from their full-body designs), but I thought it would be fun to line them up to compare the overall cast to their old designs. With each character(s) I post the concept process for, I may share little bits of the work I’m doing or talk a little about their narrative roles as I go, but for now, have Esra!

I know I don’t post original work here often, but I wanted to share parts of this journey with you guys because it’s been very meaningful to me! And I hope all of the work I’ve been doing may at the very least serve as a bit of inspiration or encouragement for us to keep making silly minecraft stories, to keep drawing the characters we love, and to keep being creative in whatever way is meaningful! <3

#original artwork #original character #character design #concept art #Shep’s oc #Souls in the Sand #sits #art escapades #minecraft original story #esra #alo #deerfolk #boarfolk #piglin #minecraft oc #oc #original characters #conceptualization #process art #rue #wren #gale #lucian #perinnet #harlow #original story #illustration #personal art #drawings #original art

[venacoeurva]

obsessed with these little mouse coin purses again

#I need an OC who would have something like this #something tells me Lenore would because it's unusually cute of him #vena vents #not art #Wren would also have one mainly on the premise that he would love a functional gimmick #I don't really have a coin purse I can really take anywhere so I am Considering since they aren't very pricey