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1percentcharge · 11 months

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#my art #blood #oc: Barbie #oc: Jay #oc: allie #oc: cary #oc: augusta #oc: december #comic

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pigeon-scratches · 4 months

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when all else fails draw your sona being gay with your favorite character

#[ 🐦 - pidges gallery ]#undertale yellow #undertale yellow spoilers #undertale yellow fanart #starlo #uty starlo #undertale yellow starlo #starlo x reader #starlo x oc #oc x canon #OC: Jay

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rinriya · 2 months

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YOU. ARTIST.

SHOW ME HOW YOU DRAW YOUR OC'S JEALOUSY / HOW THEY BEHAVE WHEN THEY ARE JEALOUS

ps. Don't mind my OC Jay. He is here for Y/N purposes only.

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hysterialevi · 9 days

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The Fallout show has brought back my obsession with the series, so I thought I'd share my flamboyant douchebag of an OC - Jay "Toothpick" Doyle.

He's an Army vet, former Vault-Tec salesman, and now, a chem/arms dealer

(more about him below)

Jay Doyle was raised in prewar Arizona. He was drafted into the Army as a teenager and got the nickname "Toothpick" due to being the skinniest guy in his unit.

Following his military service, Doyle became a Vault-Tec salesman and eventually managed to secure a cryopod through totally legit means (I know there are no canon vaults in this area with cryopods but we'll just roll with it).

Once he thawed out, he headed to New Vegas and began making a living by selling chems and weapons to the local factions. The caps poured in, and after a few years, he was able to get himself a nice place on the Strip.

Nowadays, "Toothpick" works as a successful chem/arms dealer. He's charismatic, lucky, and good at doing away with competition with a smile on his face.

Oh, he also has a glowing robotic eye because why not

#fallout #fallout oc #fallout fanart #fallout new vegas #fnv #fnv oc #oc: jay #hes not meant to be a serious character at all btw lmao #but i had a lot of fun making this

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hibernationsuit · 3 months

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tagged by @velocitic and @quickhacked to do this picrew hehehe THANK UUUUU <3

tagging @dekariosgale @edgepunk @yrlietlanaevyss @spaceratprodigy @responderschief @reaperkiller @envergothash and everyone else who wants to do this (+ no pressure to do this sjdjjfjfjd)

doing this w/ some pre-hope characters teehee. i've been rotating their backstories once again :-)

first row: toby & klara obviously hehe

Tobias works as a lead chemist in a project that's researching possible cures for hibernation sickness. Though, he also slowly starts to understand that the future of this project isn't really that bright :'^)

Klara is a specialist in UDL's intercorporate relations, which means that her work time is basically 80% meetings or smth. She's extremely busy and has too many extra hours :( But at least udl pays for their specialists' food or smth.

second row:

Sarah (she/her): Klara's supervisor in her UDL team, tired(tm). Owns too many lipsticks bc she always loses them, buys new one, then finds the old one later. Is actually a very funny person. Makes good cocktails.

Samuel (he/him): Tobias's boss in his last project hehe. He is not a nice guy, to put it lightly, but everyone loves him for some reason. Will tell u funny stories about his life. Only wears designer clothes. He comes to my mind whenever i listen to Dark, Twisted and Cruel for some reason. Likes to either wear a full suit or a half open shirt.

Third row:

Jay (he/him): Klara's coworker from her team, he loves paperwork and is an avid user of office gym (he goes to pilates classes three times a week). Always has cookies with him and will offer you one. His eyes aren't amber, they're the color of sunlight during golden hour (done through some fancy surgery). Has two jack russells and a husband.

Aleena (she/they): biomedicime specialist from Samuel's project, leads a team that works closely w/ Toby's. Toby & Aleena know each other since their teenage years and actually had founded a skincare start-up (which was bought later by Kolway). They are coffee break and kanban board breakdown buddies. Fun fact is that her hair is always blue - they made some kind of thing during one of lab projects that could change person's hair color permanently*. Really likes blueberry milkshakes.

*toby also has used said thing, though different color. it's mostly visible in his grey hairs KFKGKFFJJ

#tag game #oc: tobias #oc: klara #oc: samuel #oc: sarah #oc: jay #oc: aleena

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follineo · 20 days

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every time I'm about to sit down and draw, one part of my mind says it's a good idea….

But then there's this other part that tells me that I can draw later, and in the meantime I can go play Fallout.

which voice I'm listening to, I think it's clear.

I could have drawn another art today, but something went wrong from the start.....

#Collecting junk for buildings is more important than painting!#oc: me #oc: jay #ms paint #art #my art #digital art #fallout oc #fallout 4

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moved-2-koiranliha · 9 months

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everyone better vote for jay in the @tf2shipswag oc tournament. he's fucking kbity he needs it. he was made in a lab. he needs a win.

#oc: jay #spaghetti wall

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ricartte29 · 7 months

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#my art #oc: jay #furry #crow furry #ricodraws

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unloneliest · 9 months

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i have NOT heard about your boy jay btw… 👀

OKAY SO. well in 2009 (maybe) i had a dream of a fantasy epic and when i woke up i wrote it down immediately. and that's where the story jay exists in began. and creating its world and all the characters in it is something i've been so just. bound to doing since then. it's my biggest story these characters mean the world to me.

at this point it's a story that starts with one generation and continues with their kids, and jay is a significant character in both halves of the story, but very crucially is not chosen-one-main-character material in the way many, many other characters in this world are.

jay is. well. hmm. how do i explain jay. the thing about jay is. i love him very much. the thing about jay is.

well i'm putting this under a cut because it got long.

there comes a time when he is grieving the man he thought he'd spend the rest of his life with, alone at the edge of the desert. he's visiting the home they'd built together. they'd planned a garden, and jay's been back to plant fruit trees. and the sibling god, the deity of death/life/cycles/balance, a deity very fond of underdogs, comes to him.

they tell him that things are very wrong in the valley—the balance of things is very, very wrong, and things weren't supposed to happen this way. and the sibling god tells him he wasn't supposed to be in this story.

there's people who are: the gods choose people to act on their behalf, especially when places reach boiling points like this; there's people who are inevitably going to play a role due to the circumstances of their birth—princes, powerful magic users, children of the resistance, the list goes on. people whose lives would inevitably be touched by these grand events, even though the specifics were up to them.

the sibling god tells jay he had no such fate. that his suffering is a consequence of the unnatural imbalance: he was supposed to get to be happy, mostly. to get to have a life. and the sibling god tells jay something about the future.

jay doesn't have a fate, and he won't have a fate. and he's already done so much to better the world. he could walk away from the struggle, the center of the fight to right things, and it wouldn't be a failing on his part in any way. there's other ways he could do good. but they both know he's not going to, with how many people he loves fighting here at the heart of things. a couple of them are people with fates. one less, now.

what the sibling god tells him is that it's going to kill him someday. he's not destined to die, but he's not going to walk away from doing everything he can to change things, to make them better, even knowing it's going to kill him.

and he doesn't. and eventually, it does.

the sibling god offers jay a blessing, to counterbalance the pain of the life he's chosen. jay asks that when he dies, it's not for his son, so that his son doesn't have to live with the pain of the weight of that. this was very much so not a blessing For Jay, so the sibling god grants him—something else also, i'm workshopping what i put in in an earlier draft at this point—but this is how jay's son ends up unkiillable, chosen by the sibling god.

i just. jay is my specialest boy. he cares so much. he doesn't have to. he's not fated to. he knows it's going to kill him and that he could walk away and he knows he doesn't have to but when two the children of the monarchy the resistance has been fighting find their way to the resistance with help from jay's son he raises them too. and he loves them. even though it's their parents who're why he's grieving.

i just. what do you do with a self sacrificial protector character when they outlive the character they'd have died for because that person died to save them? what do you do when they choose to love more people so hard it changes the future and they never even get to see that future? the god of death comes to tell jay he's doomed not by fate but by his nature and through their encounters over the years jay falls a little bit in love with them.

what am i supposed to do with my boy i can't keep him from dying but he saves all his kids. i'm not sure if jay ever gets to see the trees he planted fruit, but they do.

(oh shit also i'm gonna link my jay tag on my sideblog for this story as well as the most developed relationship tag that includes him: jay / silas who is. so so doomed and dead. not the only relationship that matters with jay but the most tagged on my sideblog)

#i'm always so so so so so a mess over jay. he is my best boy #thank u for asking about him also i love you. as you can tell from the themes and such. reading your story is gonna wreck my shop entirely #jam posts #oc: jay #there are so many fucking delitches parallels and contrasts i'm gonna be weaving between the older gen and younger gen in this universe and #i'm hoping to share the writing non-chronologically and it's just gonna be SO.#i am so excited for this story. and the next thing i do about it has to be explore biomes and geology because i think it'll unlock the #ways i'm stuck on creating a fictional government? that's besides the point. i created a sopping wet man doomed to die #ostrela posting

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trash-city-radio · 4 months

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One of the first few drawings made for this project :]

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1percentcharge · 11 months

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jay

#my art #oc: jay

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pigeon-scratches · 3 months

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some doodles from todays aggie + other stuff!!¡

(last one from this post)

#first attempt at drawing axis...#[ 🐦 - pidges gallery ]#undertale yellow #undertale yellow fanart #starlo #uty starlo #undertale yellow starlo #uty axis #uty ceroba #uty blackjack #uty dalv #starlo x oc #oc x canon #OC: Jay

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rinriya · 9 months

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That's so soft, so tender and dark at the same time! Chester's possessiveness is so heartwarming 😭

He cares so much about Jay. I love them ❤️

Please please play Gentle Fall by @isattt

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artblock-tm · 4 months

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I unfortunately lack the time right now to go through the list, so use this as an excuse to answer any of the OC questions you want. If none in particular, answer every single one.

(cracks knuckles) Here we go :)

This is the OC ask list, by the way!

I’m gonna answer them all so…. Be prepared.

And, Doll and Grace, if you’re reading this since you got pinged, hi. Forgive me, there’s a lot of text under this cut.

Doll, you were mentioned because I discussed shipping OCs.

Grace, you were mentioned because I wanted to share your Sketch design with the world.

Love ya. Sorry. Let’s get on with it.

Your Oldest OC:

That title would probably have to go to Rynne! I’ve had her for several years now, and she originated as a cringe sona-but-not-it’s-like-me-but-a-sadist-with-a-scythe sorta characters. Gosh, she’s so old, I have no relevant art to show of her!

Your Newest OC:

It’s been a while since I’ve developed a truly new OC…so it’d have to be Drisco and Castarian. They debuted in the mind at the same day, but Castarian made an appearance later so technically he’s the newest!

Favorite OC:

I don’t have an overall favorite… but I do pick and choose favorites from each story I have. A couple of my favorites include Maroon, Jay, Switch, Dislan, and Rynne.

Any Villain OCs?

Go read Masked.

Plenty! Outlander, of course, but we can’t forget Dhá-Aghaidh, Jynx, or Dr. Kruger, now can we?

Main Reason For Making OCs:

Mostly for story reasons that spawn. However, I do have fandom OCs, (and some of them happen to be the most well-known!) but I will inevitably end up working them into a story. OCs spawning from roleplay is a rare sight, and it’s only happened once… believe it or not, that’s how Karmin came into existence!

Describe Your Character Creation Process:

Step 1: Concept for a silly guy comes into my brain.

Step 2: Come up with a basic design for them to be changed later.

Step 3: Inflict soul-crushing pain.

Step 4: Have so much fun inflicting pain that I have to remind myself that it’s supposed to be a story. Suffer without coming up with actual story elements.

Step 5: Receive divine inspiration and everything comes together and I’m so fucking back baby.

Repeat Steps 5 and 6 until done.

Fav OC Ship:

Castarian and Drisco. They’re not a couple, but they have feelings for each other. They each blame each other for their deaths and refuse to see the other’s way. They separated themselves and feel the crushing loneliness l, but when they’re together they can’t stop arguing.

Drisco wants nothing more than to HURT Castarian, but only HE can hurt him, no one else, since he is the only person Castarian has wronged.

Castarian hates Drisco’s facades, violence, and methods, but those are what helped him in life. Drisco holds the power to make Castarian feel good about himself… and he’s dependent on that.

Do You Ship Your OCs With Someone Else’s OCs:

For everyone else who doesn’t know, my OC Jaide gets to be in a doomed yuri with Sky (the asker’s OC!! Hi Marci <3)

But I do have quite a few characters shipped with those belonging to @corrupted-tale. Like my OC Dislan and her OC Pix. And my Narrator with her Lady Luck.

Weirdest OC:

I’d have to say Bi Solomon earns that title. He’s a fascist furry who reinvented capitalism in a post-apocalyptic world. (And by furry I do mean he’s a Creature btw).

Favorite OC Design:

I REFUSE to let that achievement go to Drisco so Night! ILY Night!!!! You’re so cool and gender and badass!!

Not the greatest picture of it, since it actually has 4 arms and a cool-ass sickle… but oh well.

Would You Consider Yourself Nice To Your OCs:

Go read Masked.

Haha, not at all. They all suffer underneath my thumb, no matter how beloved they are :)

An OC You’ve Killed:

The easy answer are OCs like Jaide, Levi, Drisco, and Castarian, since they’re ghosts and that’s their whole gimmick.

It’s actually rare for me to kill off OCs and leave them forever, since I feel like they die before their potential is fulfilled. But the previously mentioned fascist furry Solomon dies (good riddance), and I have a pantheon of gods that get slaughtered in a different story!

Are Any Of Your OCs Parents:

Go Read Ma

Besides Jaide, I do have some others! I have a royal family group of OCs, with King Leonard and Queen Beatrice being parents to a chaotic group of kids.

Dr. Kruger, while not physically being a dad, is burdened with being a single father as punishment for being too William Afton core.

Are There Any OCs You Find Yourself Neglecting:

Each OC has gotten their time in the spotlight, but I haven’t developed all of the characters from that royal family. And I have waning interest if the cast of Ora and the Rift in Time…

There are concept OCs I neglect since I dunno what to do with them. Like Brittlebrine. He started off as a cool concept for exactly one day and then I never thought about him again. And I’m still conflicted on Devon…..

An OC that’s difficult to write/draw/rp:

Vipsi’s hard to write, despite having little screentime. She lost her mind, but I don’t entirely know how to write insanity arcs. Not to mention that I didn’t really know how their story should go…

My entire godly pantheon is difficult for me to draw (except for Lux, since I’ve had her design figured out). I don’t have finalized designs for some of the less important gods, but the design ideas are difficult…

Out of the few OCs I’ve roleplayed, Karmin has been the most difficult (which is ironic, considering she originated from one). I have to actively consider what is going on in her brain and how to present it in a good way. But it’s okay since she’s only ever been in two rps ever.

Your Tallest & Shortest OCs:

My shortest is probably Gemi! He’s less than 4 feet tall. Truly a little guy.

And my eldritch being OCs are the tallest. In their most incomprehensible forms, they’re about 40-70 feet tall? It fluctuates, since they’re impossible to comprehend. But they’re very large.

Your Oldest and Youngest OCs:

As much as I’d like to say my youngest is Levi, he was born 500 years before Masked present! That means that Ora is likely my youngest, being 7 or 8.

Just like with height, my eldritch being OCs take the cake for being the oldest. They’re all billions of years old, except for Thirio and Tsumi. Epithymia is the oldest of them all, but if Nova were still alive, he would’ve won the crown.

Do You Dislike Any Of Your OCs?

Mr. Bi Solomon deserved that bullet to the brain. See you in hell, you corporate motherfucker.

Have You Ever Made A Self-Insert?

Oh yeah. My sona Doodle doubles as a self-insert when I don’t want to make an entirely new character with a flat personality since they’re based on me.

Branching off of Doodle thanks to some sort of evolution is a self-insert named Sketch. Sketch is what happens when I want to ship myself with characters, but they will be the star of the SPM fic I have planned!

Here is the current design for them, made by the lovely @gracebeth3604! (Cropped to avoid spoilers </3)

An OC Regret:

I have OCs that spawned from ideas that I didn’t fully know how to handle well, or problematic media. They were all from when I was younger, though, so all is forgiven and those OCs have been sent to the fiery oblivion.

Weeeelp that’s all of it! If you’ve read this all, I’m super impressed! Thank you so much, but you’re gonna forget all this. I hope it was worth it to you! ❤️

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sun-roach · 11 months

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Another restless night. The small room feels too hot, suffocating, yet at the same time Fork feels cold.

He pushes his legs over the edge of his cot and brushes his trembling right hand trough his messy, blond short hair, in an attempt to push his curly bangs back - in vain.

His hair never listens to him, combing it seemed to make it worse, which is why he just stopped trying. To his surprise, though, some vode would sometimes ask him how he manages to get his hair so soft and fluffy. Whenever he tells them he isn’t doing anything, they don’t believe him.

Jay was one of those brother’s.

Jay…

A cold shiver runs down his spine. He instinctively grabs the fork from under his flat pillow.

His best friend got sent back to Kamino.

He had failed yet another campaign. He led his man to their death. He led Jay to Kamino.

There is no commander in the 107th. Fork had refused to take that title since it had belonged to a vod he had looked up to, who someday just vanished as if he had never existed.

The general was considerate enough not to push the title on him, yet still she treats him like one. Honestly Fork doesn’t know how to deal with that.

How can she see him as a commander? He had failed his first campaign. He had failed so many people. Not just vod but also civilian. He can still hear the screams, he can still feel the ground shaking, causing his bones to tremble.

So how can she still treat him like a commander?

Half of the battalion is gone because he had miscalculated, because he wanted to save as many civilians as possible.

He doomed his men.

They may not show it, may not say it and keep treating him like always, but he knows deep down they must despise him.

After his second great failure there is no way they don’t.

It should have been a guaranteed victory. Yet he managed to prove otherwise.

When Jay had started to act strange, Fork started to get very worried, causing him to pull his men back. It was a mistake. Jay had suddenly started to shoot around him, shakingly trying to aim for the general.

It was obvious that Jay was fighting something. Maybe he had gotten poisoned. But something tells him that this wasn’t the case.

Fork can still hear his brother's frantic words, echoing in his head:

Good soldiers follow orders. Good soldiers follow orders.

There had been something so hollow in Jay's voice. Fork can't tell if Jay had been trying to calm himself down with those words or if it meant something else entirely. Though what else would it mean?

He buries his head in his hands, eyes twitching close, his muscles tensing.

It was him who had wrangled his brother down. It was him who stunned him, who cuffed him and watched their general argue with their medic, Loss.

Loss is a good medic. A very good one. And yet he is one of the few Fork dislikes, even despises.

Their medic doesn’t care if one of them dies. He will only do his job. He does it great, because he wants to be great. There is no other reason.

Fork never felt comfortable around him. The medic was always quick to judge him as a person as well as his orders.

There was one time, where he had wanted to comfide to someone. He had went to the medic, which was a mistake. The medic didn’t care for his mental struggles. Loss had told him to 'man-up', told him to stop acting weird and fish for attention. Fork never wanted attention. He just wanted to have someone help with his inner struggles, his trauma. His commander was gone. His general got enough to worry about, so many vode had died, he can’t burden the men with his own problems. Strife, his batchmate, was way too busy and seemed to become more distant with each day. There was no one. He was truly alone.

Loss had suggested to transport Jay back to Kamino. And Fork had let it happen. He didn’t speak up, couldn’t. Loss's word stands above his. If the medic says that Jay is a lost cause, then everyone will believe him.

The grip around the fork in his hand, tightens. He tries to concentrate on the object's weight and forces him to breathe slowly.

Maybe Loss is right. Maybe he is a defect. He feels everything too intensely, he has his own little ticks that no one seems to understand, his tongue always feels too heavy to speak, his heart is way too sensitive. Everyone teases him, makes fun of him, for his need to follow specific routines.

Fork knows that they don’t mean to be mean, yet it causes him to feel so alien toward his men sometimes.

Fork clings on the words of his commander. He was always kind to him. Patient and understanding. He was that kind of man, who easily could make everyone laugh and feel loved. His commander was a true leader, never shying away from confrontations, always one step ahead.

Often times he randomly barged into Fork's room and laid down on the younger ones cot, asking him about his opinion and perspectives on the situation at hand. He just would stay with him, make him talk more than ever - which is still not much - and-

Someone knocks on his door. For a moment Fork only stares at it, warm eyes wide, his lips slightly parted to led his shaking breathes out. His hands drop down on his lap, shaking and sweating.

Another knock, the fork in his hand feels warm and heavy.

<It’s alright. Take your time. Breathe.>

Fork's eyes close. He takes a deep breath before he stands up. With his free hand, he quickly rubs his face clean from tears, he hadn’t noticed had fallen.

He steps towards the door, wearing his blacks for nights, and opens it.

In front of him stands Loss with crossed arms.

Fork doesn’t say anything. He only looks at the vod and waits.

Jay will soon arrive on Kamino….

Seconds pass snd the medic starts to glare at him. What answer was Loss expecting from him?

It’s late. Why is Loss even up at this time? Why did he even care to tell him about Jay?

Fork wordlessly turns around to step back into his room. Loss's growl doesn’t go unnoticed.

<Freak. This is all your doing anyway. Why do you keep playing- >

Something in Fork's mind switches. His eyes turn dark and cold, the fork leaves his hand and hits the wall next to the vod's head.

Fork has never seen Loss look so pale and shocked, almost afraid. But he doesn’t care. He wants the medic to leave.

His hands quickly form signs, telling Loss to kriff off.

It’s a wonder that the medic does without any word or further commentar.

Yet it breaks Fork down to his knees. His whole body shakes as he quietly cries into the next day.

#oc: fork #lieutenant fork #107th battalion #star wars oc #oc fiction #oc: strife #oc: Jay #oc: medic Loss #star wars #tcw #sw tcw #he needs a break and a warm safe place

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toon-topaz · 10 months

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