#they don’t have names yet

[mossbed-roots]

Gave the starbitties to Emmet. He could use some extra hands aboard these days.

#my doodles #submas #emmet #bitty boys #they don’t have names yet #cause in this scenario I can’t just call them ingo and emmet #maybe he wOULD call the white one Emmet Two idk #looks at mousetrappas Eep and Irr god those names are good

[pinklikeroses]

More monkey ocs

First up Chao xing’s mischievous cousin, a married noble woman constantly by her side

The second a wealthy swords man/ nobleman, a suitor Chao xing’s parents turned away.

Recently widowed,his last two wives died under mysterious circumstances

#lmk oc #ocs #my art #tmarie art #lmk ocs #they don’t have names yet #but I’m working on it #my ocs #chao xing #Chao-xing

[emily-mooon]

Hey y’all have this concept sketch of the punk band I made today :]

#they don’t have names yet #feel free to suggest some :] #I’m also unsure if I should make the bass player a girl a guy or a enby so when suggesting names (if ya have any) make them gn #my ocs #emily’s ocs #80s band ocs #the punk band

[waytoobsessed]

I introduce a tired bunny dad and his floating child

#my art #they don’t have names yet #and is he inspired by bonnie and glamrock freddy? maybe

[writing-with-melon]

Archetypes! ARCHETYPES! Part 1!!!

From this beautiful picrew

#they don’t have names yet #but we’ll get there #writeblr #writing #ocs #the archetype project

[authordgaster]

Oh? Komaru protag? I’d like to know more!! Maybe about the support characters you figured out?

Well, I meant Support as in the Kyoko/Chiaki of the group.

His name is Chosha Digausta, his year’s Ultimate Lucky Student. I wanted the Lucky Student to be the Support since we’ve had Lucky Students as the protagonist and antagonist, but not as the Support.

Chosha’s luck is… lazy, for the lack of a better word. It only does the bare minimum to keep his head above water, but the trade off is that Chosha doesn’t have to deal with any immediate draw backs like Makoto and Nagito do. His type of luck suits his personality since Chosha is very much as “take life one step at a time” type of person, preferring to just make it through life doing as little as possible.

Despite his laziness and borderline apathy, he’s still the type of person who has his own ideals. He’s patient, brave, honest, stubborn when he wants to be, kind, and generally just wants to do the right thing. Now if only he had the Determination to put his luck to good use…

(I’ve made jokes with a friend of mine that Chosha is kind of like a KomaHinaNami Lovechild, and I might end up leaning into that more. Or not. Who knows?)

He’s really the only character who I’ve fleshed out.

The rest of the class consists of 3 Ultimates who have little development beyond their Talents, Genders, and a fun fact or two, and then a friend’s OC that I’ll leave anonymous until they grant me permission to A: Name drop them, and B: use their Oc.

#Danganronpa #fanganronpa oc #Chosha Digausta #komaru naegi #did y’all notice the UnderTale reference? #the talents of the other classmates that belong to me are as follows #Ultimate DJ #Ultimate Police Officer #Ultimate Thief #Their genders are Boy Girl Girl #they don’t have names yet #ask #ask the author #authordgaster aus #adventurer-gerald

[79fireworks]

attemping to make some ocs

#art tag #oc #they don’t have names yet

[meow972]

ya more of this guy B)

#paws at you paws at you paws at y #furry #anthro #sparklefur #art #my art #:3 I don’t have name for him yet

[quirkylilcumlord]

will forever have beef w the fact that toph is like literally the only character in atla with a surname.

#like wdym zuko and azula are literal royalty yet don’t have a surname #me personally i would not have ppl refer to me as ‘title *first name*’ #atla #avatar the last airbender #toph beifong

[flingza-roller]

based off that one image. yall know the one

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #side order #splatoon side order #my art #art #captain 3 #agent 3 #agent 8 #dedf1sh #pearl #marina #is there a name for this ship??? #idk yet but it fucks #i simultaneously put too much effort into this but also not enough #don’t expect anything from me ever again #when i finish side order this is the first thing i draw #whatever #*vanishes #oh yeah disclaimer: yes i know dedf1sh is nonbiney but as a they/them girlfriend i have no problem using that term #its also funnier than saying 'why do you get two partners' u feel? #gotta choose my words wisely for peak comedy

[infestedviscera]

#infested.txt #my oc #my oc art #oc #vw oc #they don’t have names yet

[pizzaqueen]

A snippet from a future fic I'll probably never write, where Steve is a widower with two teenage kids, and he and Eddie randomly meet up, rekindling their old flame. This is when they've been together a while:

“Thank you,” Steve says, coming up behind Eddie at the bathroom sink.

Eddie pauses, catching Steve's eye in the mirror. “What for?” he asks, mouth foamy with toothpaste.

Steve slips his hands along Eddie's hips, hooks his chin over Eddie's shoulder. “For loving my kids.”

“You don't—” Toothpaste dribbles down Eddie's chin and he stoops to spit what's left in his mouth into the sink, gathering his hair to one side. He rinses his mouth out, wipes his face with a towel, then turns to Steve. “You don't have to thank me for that. Of course I love them.”

“Not everyone I've dated has.”

“They're idiots.” Eddie grabs the hem of Steve's shirt, pulling him close. “I mean, first of all, they're part of you, and I don't think I could love you and not love them. But...” He trails off, a small smile tilting his lips. “They're amazing kids.”

Pride swells in Steve's chest; he slides his arms around Eddie's waist and says, “They are.”

“And I'm pretty damn honored I get to be part of their lives,” Eddie says, “so thank you,” and he butts his head gently against Steve's.

Steve huffs and slides his hands up Eddie's back, pulling him into a tight embrace. “I love you.” He presses a kiss to Eddie's neck.

“I love you too.”

“And they both love you as well.”

Eddie lets out a shuddering breath. Steve knows how nervous Eddie was, when they started dating, that he wouldn't be welcomed, but it's almost like he's always been part of their family now. “Good to know,"”Eddie says.

Steve holds Eddie a little tighter. All those years ago, back in Hawkins, when they ended things, Steve thought he'd never see Eddie again. But here they are, together—a family—and Steve's never letting him go this time.

#Steddie #Steve x eddie #Steddie fic #Steddie fanfic #this is soooooo sappy I’m sorry 😫 #anyway I don’t have names for Steve’s kids yet lol #but his son is bi too #his daughter is more like him otherwise though #also Steve takes a while to accept his sexuality so he’s only just come out to his kids because I like stories like that #even though I know some ppl in this fandom have found them offensive?? #but yeah when he comes out his son gets upset because he then feels like he can’t come out without it being weird haha #and Steve is like what??? no??? when he eventually tells him #(I watched a lot of soap operas growing up :P sometimes it comes out in my writing lol) #that’s why I’ll probably never write this fic but it’s fun to dabble in the verse #pizzaqueenfic #pizzaqueenwrites #tsofverse

[gaudebo-draws]

48 hour orcs lockdown

#orcs #they don’t have names yet

[silky-nereid]

— i don’t know why i bite

tw : manipulative behavior, minor injuries, dead things as an gifts, major injuries, barn and farm inaccuracies, implied death.

yandere!caretaker x monster!reader/you

Yandere! Caretaker who lives on a farm and harvested a couple of corn cobs for side dishes and notices a trail of blood in their barn.

Yandere! Caretaker who finds you injured curled up in the hayloft, surrounded by hay and manages to catch you despite your claws scratching them and biting them.

Yandere! Caretaker who immediately puts you in a metal tub to wash you and tries to put a muzzle on you to stop you from biting them.

“Watch it!” They grumbled. “I’m trying to help you.”

Rolling up their flannel patterned sleeves, holding a simple hose and different types of shampoo bottles to see which one would work better.

They filled up the metal tub but you had other plans and scurried out of the tub. Trembling and immediately curled up in a ball, your clawed hands still desperately tried to tear off the muzzle.

Yandere! Caretaker who still searches up methods to gain your trust and carefully dressed your wounds.

Yandere! Caretaker who buys equipment to take off the matted fur/matted feathers if you weren’t able to preen them due to your state.

Yandere! Caretaker who tries to figure out what type of food that you’ll eat and makes sure that you get daily meals.

Your face had been buried in the fresh bowl of meals rather than leisurely being sprawled in the hayloft surrounded in a bed of hay. You finished eating and dug your nails in the wooden poles climbing up into the hayloft, blood filled your mouth and hearing the familiar boots hitting the gray concrete.

They watched you climb down and saw the blood dribbling down your skin which immediately caused them to pace towards you with a first aid kit. A dead rat was spat out from your mouth onto the concrete floor.

“You got me worried.” They wiped the blood from your mouth. “Don’t scare me like that. Is this a gift for me?”

The corners of their lips formed into a smile when you purred/chirped in response as you climbed up the wooden poles to the hayloft and buried yourself in the hay.

Yandere! Caretaker who ‘upgraded’ your living space from the barn to their farmhouse and has to bandage up their own injuries but they weren’t as deep now; progress.

Yandere! Caretaker who increasingly grows protective of you after you curled up next to them and they noticed a collar around your neck that they somehow hadn’t seen before.

Yandere! Caretaker who begrudgingly contacts the number on the back of the collar after doubt sets in as they look at you, somehow sleeping on the tiny couch and immediately hangs up after a single hello from the other line.

Yandere! Caretaker who throws away the collar and goes back to the couch where you’re still sprawled on and slowly wakes you up to treat the infection from the collar.

Your claws scratched the doorframe of upstairs, hanging upside down and occasionally gnawing on the top of the frame.

“Get down from there. You’ll get hurt,” they said. “Your breakfast is almost done.”

They knew that noise of you climbing down the doorframe and still struggling down the stairs. Hearing the knock on the spring door and leaving the pan on the counter to see a well dressed duo on the other side of the door, they walked to the spring door and took one foot out.

“Can I help you two?” They asked.

“You have what’s ours,”one said. “It escaped and we tracked it down here. Hand it over and we will be on our way.”

“You must be in the wrong place.” They crossed their arms. “You both should go back on your way and leave.”

A familiar purr/chirp echoed throughout the silent farmhouse that made their heart drop.

Yandere! Caretaker who isn’t afraid of getting their hands dirty if it means to protect you and finds your trembling form poorly hidden and tries desperately to calm you down because they hate to see you in pain.

Yandere! Caretaker who slowly spoils you to make it up for the bloodshed but you seem to refuse every time which slowly chips away at them; were you starting to be ungrateful?

Your gaze stuck on the outside, bright blue sky rather than the stuffy farmhouse that seemed to grow smaller and smaller with each day that passed. Perhaps they would like a gift for a farewell? You left a small mouse on the counter, it didn’t move as it just lied on its side.

The fresh breeze against the clean body and you started to move further and further away from the farmhouse. It bloomed with a unrecognizable sting as it wasn’t the familiar pain that always embedded itself into you but it was freeing; better than—

A loud ringing echoed throughout your head, guttural cries escaped your lips. Your face buried in the fresh grass, it hurt to breathe, a familiar scent came in. Through your blurred vision, you saw the intricate designs on the boots that belong to them, your claws desperately grabbed the lower pant leg but failed and grabbed the dirt instead.

“You’re hurt,” they said. “Let’s get you inside now. I’ll patch you up and you will be good as new.”

They meticulously moved you back inside and back onto the familiar comfort of the small couch yet the trembling continues throughout your body, desperately clinging to their warmth. Your face buried in their abdomen, a familiar soft purring/chirping escaped your mouth.

“I don’t know what I would do without you.” They cleaned the dirt from underneath your nails, wrapped and cleaned the wound on your back. “Stay here with me and I’ll care for you.”

#yandere oc x you #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #tw yandere #tw yancore #yandere oc x reader #yandere idea #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere prompt #yandere #they don’t have a name yet #yandere caretaker x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x gender neutral reader #yandere x gn reader #yandere x monster #a literal monster #yande.re #tw implied death #tw injury #tw murder #yandere fic #yandere fanfiction

[ploppymeep]

#my art #my ocs #i don’t. have a name for him yet

[maydayaj]

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY! ❤️💝✨ I’m here to drop some more art for you guys! Thought that this piece would be good!

#I don’t have a ship name for these 3 yet… #I need to think about it but if you have suggestions please let me know 😭✌️✨ #they’re a very underrated ship so obviously I needed to change that #enough of my YAPPING #digital art #my art #fanart #cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #cotl ruri #cotl fanart #drawing #happy valentine's day #❤️❤️❤️❤️ #narinder x lamb #lamb x ruri