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layalu · 3 months

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OC Summary

Woo look i'm finally making an oc intro post on here! This is def non exhaustive and a lot of these guys are old/inactive, but i tried to include the ones that are the most likely to come up xdd Might add more in the future, but this is them for now :]

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first of, some og kiddos! most of these originated in rpg/growing species groups on dA but are just unaligned ocs now

Dawn

the only exception to the above statement xd She's my avatar/mascot, essentially! There isn't much else to her honestly. Fun fact about her name origin though: My warriors.. sona, i guess? was called Morgenröte, or Dawnlight when i used her in english contexts, so Dawn's name is a callback to that c: I also considered naming her Morgan as a reference to "Morgen"

Kiran

Used to be a very spunky kid before Trauma TM happened and depression beat her ass. She's been getting better though! Used to be best friends with Lacrima but they've since grown apart. Loves animals and started working on Sam's farm partime.

Lacrima

Smart, self-sufficient, maybe a liiittle fucked up by when she god hellbent on vengeance oops. Lost her closeness with a bunch of her childhood friends during that time. Still a bit all over the place but has found she enjoys administrative work.

Noé

Local theatre kid, and a freelance artist. Which art? That changes with the wind. He has trouble committing to things but that's because so many things in this world are interesting!

Sam

Bit softie with abandonment issues. Loves his family and LARPing and his asshole horse named Sir Samuel II. Works on his farm full time but tries making as much time for his friends and family as possible. Childhood friends with Tumble.

Tumbleweed

A gentle giant who practically lives in the water. Life motto: motto: can't be disappointed by life if you don't expect anything! Works as a life guard and swim instructor. Childhood friends with Sam

Quentin

The swetest potato, but has trouble making friends. A casual but enthusiastic collector with a love for tinkering! Has a workshop together with Flora where he does repair work on mostly on non-mechanical things

Flora

Timid, but inquisitive and creative. Original founder of her now shared workshop which started as a mech repair shop and now entails "anything we can fix!"

Desertblaze

One of my oldest ocs! She's been (re)used a bunch and has been through some shit but always managed to keep finding beauty and love in life. She is. Very near and dear to my heart <3

Nightscar

Tbh i have not used him in a hot minute but i wanted to include him cos he's pretty u.u Also a very old oc; his og name was Schattenjäger (shadowhunter) lol. The first version of him drowned though rip.

Stormyrain

Another fave :] Spunky and full of wanderlust. Her cat version has been inactive for a long time but i love reusing iterations of her cos she is fun and i love her.

Kokosamu

Smug little shit who is equipped with an ego that is way too big for his tiny body. Despite this he is not as bad as he seems! Mostly. He does mean well.

Styrnlona

Big arms, big heart, big hopes. Grew up in a family of fishers and hopes to win lots of money at the coliseum for her family. Turns out that is Really Hard though.

Mikh'a

Is here to avoid responsibilities out of boredom and because adventurers get paid well, right? Well wouldn'tcha know, adventuring is dangerous! oops.

Ulhar

(Ex-)entertainer, professional bullshitter, and apparently a hero now? Ugh. Really just wants to get rid of the worm in her brain, please. Would love to say she doesn't care about anything but unfortunately for her she cares A Lot.

Jamie

The Cooler Sister, bestie of Cove, aspiring marine biologist. If you see me call her Stormy, it's because she is an iteration of Stormyrain xd

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sunshinepixels · 2 years

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inseparable

#ts3 #the sims 3 #sims 3 #black sims #sims of color #black simblr #simming #simmer #oc: dawn #oc: clifton #it was low key painstaking to take these #like the first two #easy #i had ideas for them and they came out with only a little fuss with the toddler one #cliff's tot version was so ugly i just used a base for him #legit was atrocious #anyways #i have a second version of the teen pic but ashley said she liked this pj one so it won #i tried four diff poses for their current shot #and even now im not super happy with it #anyways im doing a gameplay with them #but also i created them bc i wanted to try friends to lovers #i never really do that type of pairing and i thought it would be fun #i actually have kinda done it with adrianna and manny but theyre toxic af so they don't count #anyways enjoy these dorks #if u see a typo no u didn't cus im not fucking opening photoshop again #pepe le queue

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apricot-the-apricat · 2 months

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My entry for Sprout Fight (artfight's spring event thingy)

Spring blooms (prompt) & Dandelion Dreams (palette)

+ full colour version

#my art #my ocs #art fight #sprout fight #sprout fight 2024 #artfight #digital art #oc art #oc: arachne #oc: dawn #i really like how this came out actually #both versions

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unreadpoppy · 2 months

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random OC ask: what is something about your OC that people wouldn't expect from looking at them?

what are the preconceived notions people might form or have formed about them? how does your OC respond to those notions?

Ok so i'll use this ask as an excuse to start talking about Dawn!

So, I think what people wouldn't expect is that she's shy. Like, she's tall, she's a bard, but she is not exactly a people's person? When she performs in front of an audience, Dawn just focus on her music instead of the other people, and she has her charms, so Dawn being shy is not something people would expect.

I think the preconceived notions come from both her class and her upbringing. So Dawn grew up in a brothel, and bards have a...reputation in regards to sex, but Dawn is very far from that, often having to explain that no, it's not because she lived in a brothel that she was a worker there (at least, not like that). Also, she's way more reserved than people expect her to be. And she responds to this thing by being very annoyed, like she'd much rather be left to her own devices than have people ask the same questions she's heard again and again and again.

#oc: dawn #thanks for the ask!

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eydika · 1 year

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wanted to draw more kisses but ran out of steam, so here are ✨ the smooches ✨

living breathing walking disaster rhys and @friendlyfirestarter‘s raff

aniel, hero of tython, and @sjokoladekjeksen‘s talharian, emperor’s wrath (because the hero of tython and emperor’s wrath simply HAVE to kiss)

@ghilenan‘s aslan and calida (who, when blushing, is about as pink as aslan)

dawn and ........ @witchy-cutie‘s dawn, dawn² if you will

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toboldlywrite · 10 days

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Mygre collects knives, does Dawn collect anything? Or, if she could, what would she like to collect? (Maybe I think she deserves a present for all she’s been through 😭)

Strays. As in, stray people. People who don't have anywhere else to go, who are lost or don't fit quite right with the lives they had and long for Something Else. That's how she's gathered everyone currently on her crew.

She also has a fondness for physical books, in whatever form they come in across various worlds. But in space, there's only so much room for that stuff. So "collect" is a strong word.

#oc: Dawn #questions from the void

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nikatyler · 6 months

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Dawn's Looks ✨

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#ts4 #sims 4 #the sims 4 #sims #simblr #breeze nsb legacy extra #oc: dawn

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briannaswords · 7 months

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It hit you like a shotgun shot to the heart

(@the-world-is-a-poem you said to tag you the next time I post anything I wrote so uh here haha. enjoy?)

The first time Zahra realised she loved Dawn

Zahra isn’t nervous that Dawn’s at her house for the first time. No! Not at all. Why would she be nervous? It’s just her stupid old house. She shouldn’t care what Dawn thinks of it. Doesn’t care.

Sure, she spends twenty minutes cleaning her room and the living room….and longer cleaning the dining room and the kitchen but that’s just because she doesn’t want Dawn to think she lives in a pigsty.

Though, Zahra doesn’t think Dawn would judge her, even if she did live in a pigsty. Dawn’s the only person outside of her family who’s been genuinely supportive after the whole…Chris mess. And she barely knows her.

Their friendship feels weird. Weird in a good way but…still weird. Zahra knows how Dawn’s breath evens out when she sleeps, knows exactly how to hold her to get her to sleep, knows how to calm her down after a panic attack, knows intimately about her recurring nightmares. Zahra knows that Dawn’s gay and her parents aren’t supportive of it or her at all, she knows that Dawn plays violin, she knows that Dawn’s sister inspired her to play guitar but she doesn’t know what Dawn’s favourite colour is, her favourite song or even when her birthday is. In some ways, Dawn feels like Zahra’s best friend. Other times, Zahra feels like she barely knows her at all, that this alliance they built up over the Christmas holidays is fragile, dependent on both of them having nightmares and waking up too early in the morning because of them.

Maybe that’s what this is. They’re walking a tightrope between true friends and almost-strangers and this, Zahra cracking her knuckles and shyly inviting Dawn to her house over the weekend, is the cut that will force them to one location.

If Zahra was nervous, this would be why.

But she’s not nervous. Not at all.

She runs to the door when she hears the bell rings. It’s early, early enough that Dad and Jessica haven’t left for the dance studio yet.

“Who’s that?” She yells, from the kitchen. Zahra doesn’t bother to deign her with an answer as she pulls open the door.

“Hi.” Dawn’s wearing a dark green flannel (which Zahra is starting to suspect is her favourite item of clothing because of how often she wore it at camp), a light-green t shirt and baggy jeans.

And Zahra’s not nervous but Dawn must see something on her face because her small smile fades into something concerned. “Is…is it okay that I came this early?”

“Yeah! Yeah, it’s fine. Come in.” Zahra tugs Dawn inside just as Má comes out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a paper towel. “Má, this is my friend. Dawn.”

“Nice to meet you, Dawn,” Má smiles but Zahra can see the surprise on her face. Zahra rolls her eyes. She hasn’t really mentioned Dawn too much to her mum, just said vaguely that she made a few good friends at camp, because talking about Dawn means talking about school which means thinking about Chris and Zahra never wants to think about him ever again. He takes up enough space in her nightmares. “Where did you two meet?”

“We shared a dorm at camp—“ Zahra starts to say but Jason pushes past her, running like wild animals are chasing him. In reality it’s just one wild animal, Jessica, who’s screaming like a madwoman.

“Jason! Give me back my shoes I’m going to be late!”

“Say sorry for calling me a butthead!”

“No! You are a butthead!”

“Ay dios, guys! Can you stop acting like circus animals for two seconds of your life!” Zahra snaps, grabbing onto Jason’s arm as he tries to sprint around her again.

“Tell Jason that!” Jessica retorts, curls falling in her face. She’s going to have to redo her ponytail—there’s barely any of it left. “He’s the one acting like a butthead!”

“Stop calling me a butthead!”

“Stop acting like a butthead, then!”

“Stop saying butthead!” Zahra yells so, of course, Jason and Jessica turn to her and, at the top of their lungs, yell: “BUTTHEAD!”

“Mechi onu!” Luckily, Má can yell louder. “We have neighbours! It’s too early for this argument. Jason, finish your breakfast. Jessica, get your things, your Dad is waiting.” She pushes Jason towards the kitchen, snatching Jessica’s shoes back as she does so. “Lovely to meet you, Dawn! If you need anything, let me know, okay?” She adds, in her normal, cheerful voice. Zahra will never understand how she fluctuates between Angry Mother and Gracious Hostess so quickly.

“Sorry about the chaos. Sometimes I think my parents adopted Jessica and Jason from a farm,” Zahra says, as they go up the stairs to her room. Dawn laughs, loud and sudden.

“It makes things exciting, though, doesn’t it?”

“If by exciting, you mean ‘headache-inducing’ then, yeah! You’re right!”

Dawn laughs again and Zahra thinks it might just be her new favourite sound.

Dawn stops in the doorway of Zahra’s room. Zahra raises her eyebrows.

“What are you doing?”

“Just…looking.”

Zahra snorts. “Why? It’s just my room. There’s nothing wildly interesting about it.”

“I disagree. You are a very interesting person, Zahra Jiménez,” Dawn smiles. Something stirs in Zahra’s stomach. She ignores it, flopping down on her bed and leaning against the headboard as Dawn slowly traces her shelves.

“You won something?” She asks, pointing at the trophy. “Was it a music thing?”

“Nah it was—uh—dance.” Zahra had forgotten about it, almost hadn’t packed it when they left Aramoor because she’d thrown it into the corner of her small room in a fit of rage when she’d first expressed her desire to stop dance and Pa hadn’t taken it…amazingly. It was the last thing she’d achieved, dance-wise, before she quit and, as a result, it holds some rather bittersweet memories.

“You danced?” Dawn says, eyebrows raised because—right, Zahra hadn’t told her. It’s not a topic she loves talking about.

“Yeah, well. When you’re the daughter of the great Mateo Jiménez, there are some things you can’t escape.” Zahra looks down, picking at the hem of her joggers. “I stopped when I was eleven.”

“That’s when you started playing violin, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Have you ever won anything for that? For music?”

Zahra snorts, then clears her throat. “D’you want to watch a movie? I have Netflix on my laptop.”

Dawn hesitates, an unreadable look in her eye, but it’s gone before Zahra can try and decipher it. She nods, stepping forward but still straying close to the doorway. “Can we watch Pride and Prejudice?”

Zahra rolls her eyes fondly. “You’re obsessed with that movie.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing!”

Zahra shakes her head and reaches for her laptop. Dawn stays where she is, eyes swivelling around the room, never landing in one place for more than a couple of seconds. She looks restless in a way Zahra hasn’t seen since the first days of camp. When Zahra entered the dorm and Dawn’s smile was small and shaky, like she thought Zahra would reject her on principle, like she was worried about Zahra’s reaction, like…like…like….

Like she was nervous.

Dawn’s nervous.

So Zahra pats the space next to her and smiles as softly as she can. “You’re gonna watch it from all the way over there?”

And Dawn returns the smile, clambering next to Zahra on the bed. Halfway into the movie, she leans on Zahra, tentatively, as if Zahra will push her away if she gets too close. Instead, Zahra wraps her arm around Dawn’s shoulders, pulling her closer. She’s engulfed in that same, familiar scent from camp—something earthy and sweet and quintessentially Dawn.

She likes it.

And, afterwards, when the film ends and they spend half an hour bickering about what they’re going to watch next, all Zahra can think about is how she hasn’t felt this comfortable since…Aramoor. She can’t help but think about how natural this feels, when they go down to the kitchen and Zahra heats up the first thing she can find in the fridge for Dawn, when Dawn insists that Zahra eat too, when they go back up to Zahra’s room and sit cross-legged across each other on the floor. When Dawn smiles up at her, Zahra feels something warm burst in her chest because…the tightrope is gone. It snapped somewhere between Zahra inviting Dawn in and seeing her laugh at Jessica and Jason’s antics and asking so gently about the trophy, saying ‘you won something?’ but meaning ‘I want to know you, please dear god let me know you’ and Zahra being able to read Dawn’s eyes well enough to know the words she’s not saying and holding each other while Mr Darcy confessed his love for Elizabeth Bennett and ribbing each other for their taste in movies and now, sitting on Zahra’s bedroom floor eating leftover mac and cheese.

In the silence, Zahra feels it, that quiet certainty. They’re friends now. Proper friends.

It feels good.

She smiles back at Dawn. She says nothing but her eyes shine with all the words she wants to say: thank you for coming and I want you to come again if anything so I can give you a better lunch than yesterday’s dinner and I want to know you too and I hope we keep getting closer.

I love you. Please, dear god, let me love you.

#I was proud of it so here it is #otp: I never knew I could feel this much #oc: zahra #oc: dawn #bri writes #(haven't done that in a while lol)#title from getaway car by the legend herself t swift

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apricottheapricat · 4 months

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Btw i cqme up wit this questin yesterday but forgored to ask

For the royal trio + Zeph + Harold:

What is their reputation like among the ppl that dont know them personally?? How widely known r they??? Id assume theres at least rumours running around abt the zephy xD how is everyon perceived

Also heres plamka

Oookay thas a lot of people im gonna put this under a read more lol (but ty for the ask!!)

Starting with the royal trio:

Dawn: She had the reputation of being very sweet and honest, which for a queen was unheard of pretty unusual. And naturally she did lean into it aswell, it made her people see her in a more positive light and be more willing to listen and agree with her decisions. With how closely she kept the royal court by her side though there were a few rumors going around that she was relying on them for all her work, but nothing much ever came of it. She was a good queen in her short reign and most people remember her as just that.

Maeve: Polar opposite of deer lady, she was a pretty ruthless queen all things considered. She was known even to outsiders as a force to be reckoned with, which worked to her advantage in diplomatic matters as she (or, well, Arachne speaking for her really) could use it to easily get her way through intimidation alone. She was also somewhat known for her.. creative punishments if someone misbehaved, so ideas of revolting against her were always pretty quickly shot down. The air of confidence about her added to the intimidation factor as well, even if you hadn't personally met her before you could tell what she was like.

Arachne: She's seen as very cold and reserved, even for royalty standards, with less flair than the other queens and much more focus on running the kingdom than on public relations. The people knew her long before she became queen as a prominent member of the royal court, so not much has changed from then to now besides the lack of others to hide behind and speak through. To people she doesn't know personally so to basically anyone thats still alive she's a less cruel version of Maeve, similar in opinions and in the way she carries herself but not quite to the extremes Maeve went. Her citizens are just as distrustful of her as she is of them, public appearances are rather scarce and when they do happen it's never without serious reason. There's rumors about her motives and how she laid claim to the throne but still nobody dares oppose her, she can be just as intimidating as the queen before her when need be.

And moving on to the husbands:

Zephyr: Not as well known as you'd think, though all the locals have at least heard of him in passing. His job is an open secret between those around him, though since nobody (except his loved ones) knows the full context behind it the most common theory is that either the queen keeps him around so he doesn't kill her out of spite, or that they have a deal for reasons nobody is willing to ask either of them about. In general most people that are in the know view him as an amoral murderer, and thus walk on eggshells around him lest they get on his bad side. He doesn't seem to be regretful of what he does either which is just as unnerving.

Harold: People only know him as the local bard, there isn't anyone that doesn't know him personally who knows about his background or his life before coming to this kingdom. Ironically enough his curse is a much better-kept secret than Zephyr's job is, so the most people bring him up is when talking about Zeph instead. It does strike people as weird that this easygoing, cheerful guy would be married to the murderer of all people, but it's a pretty good incentive to not upset him either.

#oc lore #if this doesnt go in the new oc lore tag i dunno what does #oc: dawn #oc: maeve #oc: arachne #oc: zephyr #oc: harold

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