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Realizing i have to actually write about my characters if I want to make something with them and make people interested in them and I can't just play with them in my mind
#im writing the witch story wahoo#bc im in that period where i fully believe i'm god and i can do anything#so i wanna plan a comic..like an actual comic with them#but i need to put down the basics#i need to find a tutle and work on the tecnological aspect ans the magic system but hey!!#might do an i troduction of the characters with ne designs as well <3#oc#the burden of creation#witch OCs
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So, Question
What is like...the preferred format for engaging in information about OC's? Like, I feel like if I just spit out random facts about Juniper and Oleander that's not terribly interesting without having the context of their backstories.
But I also highly doubt just reading a backstory is interesting. Like it's good texture in the novel to have some idea of where they came from but there isn't much I could write about that back story that would be enjoyable to read, does that make sense?
And its not as if you guys will have questions about them because you don't know anything about them.
It's so stupid I could write thousands of words about Gale Dekarios, Halsin Silverbough and Astarion Ancunin and have it be fun and engaging but I have no idea how to do this for my own characters LOL.
#writing community#writers on tumblr#writing#authors#writeblr#my writing#romantasy#historical fantasy#book quotes#with love juniper#wlj#Oleander and Juniper#Witch characters#witch ocs#witchsonas#bg3#baldursgate3
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The flower game 🌸🌿
#artists on tumblr#retro#1960s#ocs#original character#witch ocs#witches#peony gardenia#catrina moonveil#my art
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Didn't have a lot of time to do a whole lot of Halloween art this month, but I at least got around to sketching my babies (and some self indulgent fanart) before the season ends! Happy Halloween!
#spongebob#witch hat atelier#brushbug#halloween#original characters#original character#ocs#oc#oc art#cat#cats#cat oc#cat ocs#witch#witches#witch oc#witch ocs#sketch#artists on tumblr#strawmeowy art#flick art#whispy art#cinnamon art#lemeown art#irwell art#leoht art
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I love drawing gay people
@an-ungraceful-swan
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The Legendary Witches
All 5 of the recent witches I've drawn, who are all considered Legendary in the Realm, due to both their power and calamity.
Artwork and character © @moonstalkerwerewolf. Please DO NOT repost or remove the source and comments!
#moonstalkerwerewolf#moon's art of moonishness#digital art#illustration#original characters#character art#dark fantasy#medieval fantasy#grimdark#witches#witch ocs#sidheag#maeve grahn#galda kazmir#sagana#creita dav-ghavadie#horror fantasy
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witches!
#oc#witch ocs#thigh high witch#heterochromia witch#little button witch#little star witch#milk witch#leopard print witch
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Endless Moment Chapter List
svt x multiple ocs
status: ongoing
tags: vampires, witches, supernatural creatures, romance, drama, comedy, born vampires, turned vampires, abilities
synopsis: In a world where there's supernatural creatures hiding amongst the humans, we find that there are many things that happen behind the scenes in order to keep the peace.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
#svt imagines#kpop fanfic#svt fanfic#svt vampires#soonyoung#joshua#jeonghan#seungcheol#mingyu#minghao#svt x ocs#multiple ocs#witch ocs#vampire ocs#my take on vampires and witches#supernatural au
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Trash witches
Some dnd npc designs I came up with while doodling!
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#art#illustration#character design#dungeons and dragons#dnd#trash fashion#witch character#witch ocs#shape language#dungeons and dragons art#dnd npcs#npc art#character commissions open
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first batch of professors :333
changed details
Aratamo Adventus
No longer has a high ponytail since i could never draw it in a way i liked, now her hair is spread out in a back pony (and is made to look like a cascade of flames)
they have a mustache ......
A little more flame decals + hair horns (that do have lore relevance but ill explain later)
Gerard Redwing
Changed her general outfit to be a bit more simple and have a more limited color palette.
He's got a lot more fur now! I think Gerard looks better having more dense fur n stuff.
changed up her eyes to look a bit more natural
Nicoleta Groza:
more shapey... meant to make him look more "unnatural" since she's a Clay Witch
changed up her entire outfit to feel less cluttered but kept the general colors.
has much shorter hair so it doesnt clutter up his arm space.
changed up nicoleta's design since i wasnt too happy w his proportions :3
changed short hair to longish (again) since i still really adored his old ponytail
i got rid of the skirt because now that im thinking more of nicoleta, i dont think she'd wear a skirt
doulbe antenna instead of one :D
colors have stayed the same as before!
#i think my fav out of these 3 is gerard :))#Gerard Redwing#Nicoleta Groza#Aratamo Adventus#Wittawood Academy#eins lil drawings#ocs#oc art#oc#witch ocs#witch oc#rn im working on tsuna misaphris & axel!#my general approach here is to simplify most of the designs to make repeated art of them 2 be less energy draining 2 do
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I really wanna see Blake at that point of having a stomach flu where hes sick enough that he realizes he needs to accept the help thats offered. hes puked so much that he’s probably empty but hes still got such a bad belly and the fear of what might happen is making things worse. From what little we know of them all i think Astrophel can relate to that sort of fear and might be a good calming presence to have around? or just one of the people blake would find the least irritating because at least xes usually quiet
Ahh thank you so much for requesting sick Blake, anon!
CONTEXT: This takes place TWO YEARS before the official MARS story will begin. It's Blake's second-last retreat before he misses a few. The actual story will pick up upon his return, around two or three years after this.
CW: illness, emeto, anger outbursts, magically drained, vision/prophecy, stimming, yelling and cursing.
Word Count: 1,793
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As he opened the door, looking like a dishevelled, cadaverous ghost of himself, Blake Forte sighed, as though in heavy resignation. A silken dressing gown sat rather astutely over his button-up pyjamas, though he were proud to be in the formal uniform of the indisputably sick.
“I told Madame A that I wished to be left alone,” he mumbled. “So, naturally, this intrusion is no surprise.”
Astrophel stepped into the room with the older witch’s bedroom with the tray, much to Blake’s apparent disdain. He didn’t try to intervene, however, and just observed placidly while he withdrew to his bed.
“I do not require food,” he sighed, slinking towards the headrest with all of the listlessness and eyelid-fluttering of a Victorian wife struck down with cholera. . “My stomach is way too delicate right now.”
Astrophel laid the tray down on top of his chest of drawers regardless.
“I suppose you’ve also been tasked with checking up on my condition.”
Astrophel turned to look at him again.
“I do not see why they didn’t send the great Forrester instead. Although, admittedly, you are the least insufferable choice."
Astrophel could, at least, report to Madame A that Blake's illness had not had an effect on his personality.
"What are you going to do for me, anyway?” Blake’s eyes – one icy-blue, one the colour of tree bark – glared out at Astrophel from between swollen eyelids and the shadowy eyebags. His skin was alarmingly grey. “If you were of any use in this scenario, you’d have warned me that I was going to fall ill.”
As unreasonable as this statement was, and as safe as Astrophel felt in the knowledge that it was indeed unreasonable, it still inflicted a sour sting to something that rested just behind xyr breastbone. In Astrophel’s line of work (although it pained xem a little to call what xe did ‘work’; it felt like implying that xe had been enslaved, not chosen), building up an immunity to this kind of comment was not as easy and fast a feat as one would have hoped. People chose to feel disappointed, abandoned, betrayed, and personally attacked, based on which snippets of the future did or didn’t present themselves to Astrophel in a timely manner.
“There’s a basin under the sink,” Blake croaked. “Will you get it for me.”
It wasn’t a question.
Astrophel knew what Rex Westbury would have said in this moment. Get fucked, Forte. Or maybe, Get fucked, dickhead, if she was feeling particularly spicy and lackadaisical about putting graphic, colourful ideas into his head.
Astrophel crouched by the sink in the corner of the room – Blake had evidently been using it over the course of his stomach flu, and although he seemed to have tried to clean it, there were streaks and spatters of dried vomit near the edges. Astrophel had noticed that when it came to basic domestic tasks, Blake lacked ability, but xe supposed that this was to be expected of those who came from households like the Fortes’. Add that to the fact that, on a good day at least, Blake could probably just manifest himself a new, clean sink, along with a platter of sushi and a Long Island Iced Tea.
Astrophel had never really learned the extent of Blake’s abilities, since conversing with him was particularly taxing.
“Hurry up,” Blake grumbled.
Astrophel opened the cabinet beneath the sink and pulled out the red plastic basin. Xe froze for a moment, stunned by the fact that there was little else on the shelves to suggest that anybody actually occupied this room. There was a toothpaste tube and a travel-sized bottle of facewash on the side of the sink (both drugstore brand), but while Astrophel and the others had need for storage of things like hand creams, body sprays, and makeup, Blake had brought... nothing.
Either he lived a surprisingly minimal lifestyle despite his upbringing, or he was unaware of how much joy he was missing out on. Astrophel, for one, couldn’t imagine dressing xemself and walking downstairs in the morning without a spritz of cologne.
Xe stood, carrying the basin towards the side of the bed where Blake had nested himself.
And then, the back of Astrophel’s neck tightened, as though a very thin layer of cement had just started to solidify beneath the surface of the skin. Xe stiffened, hands tightening around the basin as though safeguarding xemself from dropping it.
Phone, phone, phone, phone, phone, phone, phone, PHONE, PHONE, PHONE! PHONE! PHONE! –
Xe stuck one hand in xyr pocket, fingers scrambling for the lump of blue-and-yellow playdough. Xe rolled the ball gently between xyr thumb and forefinger, picturing the way the blues and yellows streaked past one another, never smudging, never mixing, so long as xyr touch was delicate.
Xyr eyes flicked towards Blake’s phone, which was perched on the nightstand and rocketed into Astrophel’s focus. The shift in xyr focus didn’t go unnoticed to Blake, and he turned his retched gaze towards the phone, too.
PHONE – PHONEEEEE – PHONY – PHONICS – TONICs – GIN AND TONIC – GINGER SNAPS – FINGER SNAP – SNAP – SNAP –
Xe took xyr hand out of xyr pocket again and snapped xyr fingers, and the screeching inside xyr head simmered into an immediate, complete silence, as though a blanket of snow had been gently draped over the landscape of xyr thoughts.
The room fell silent, too – for about five seconds, before Blake’s phone started to ring.
Blake jumped at the sound of it, his already ashen face losing even more of its colour as he eyed the illuminated screen. He seemed to take a rather nauseated swallow, though Astrophel guessed it was a different breed of nausea to the one he’d been previously fighting.
“I’m n-not… I’m not answering it,” Blake growled, as though Astrophel had asked. He slumped to the side again, facing away from the nightstand. “If my f-father wishes to s-speak with me, he is w-well within his means to come here and do so.”
Astrophel couldn’t relate to the sentiment. Xyr parents called every night at 9 p.m. and knew that if xe didn’t answer, there was a high chance that something was very wrong.
Although, if xyr biological parents one day called them out of the blue, xe might leave the phone to ring out, also, unless curiosity got the better of xem…
“This... this cannot be happening. Astrophel,” Blake choked out, pointing towards the basin in xyr hands.
Xe was stunned for a moment, wrestling with the realisation that this was the first time Blake had used xyr new name. He’d never exactly deadnamed xem, but had rather gone about with an air of avoidance. Xe only basked in the warmth of this development for a couple of beats, before realising that Blake was trembling and swallowing back vomit.
Astrophel gave an urgent little hum as an apology and thrust the basin in his direction.
Blake didn’t sit up or change position, put rather scooped the basin into his embrace and curled up around it, like it were a small child or animal that he’d been tasked with protecting while it slept.
“I’m in terrible, horrible pain right now.” Blake whispered so quietly that it seemed like he hardly wanted to be heard. His eyelids fluttered again, this time remaining shut.
If Astrophel had been expected to speak, or if Blake would understand xyr sign language, xe still didn’t know what xe would have said. Perhaps the urge to try to comfort Blake would have won out - You’ll be alright. Don’t worry.
Once again, xe found xemself imagining what Rex would say, if she’d been sent to Blake’s room instead. Maybe she’d have said nothing at all. She wouldn’t exactly revel in the fact that a fellow witch had been struck with what seemed to be an awful virus and reduced to a shivering mess, but she was still angry enough with Blake that she, too, might have refrained from comforting him.
"Wh-why is this... why is this happening now?" Blake's voice dipped even lower. Astrophel was growing more and more certain that he was not addressing xem, particularly as xe had no idea of the significance of now.
Then again, Blake Forte lived in a world where his problems were centric to everyone around him.
He threw up so quietly that Astrophel blinked in surprise at the brightly pigmented stomach contents that suddenly crashed into the bottom of the basin. Tendrils clung thickly to Blake’s lips, and he was either too weak or too unfazed by Astrophel’s presence to spit or wipe it away.
Astrophel turned xyr gaze towards the wallpaper over the headrest. Xe still wondering what xe should do when Blake’s phone lit up again, buzzing harshly on the painted wood.
“Ah!” Blake screamed, as though the phone had caused him some bodily harm as it had started up, “just shut the fuck up!”
The effort of yelling made him break into a coughing fit, and before Astrophel could process his outburst, he was retching up bile again. One hand left the basin so that he could gingerly cradle his stomach.
Astrophel didn’t realise it until it didn’t happen, but xe had expected Blake’s command to make the phone’s buzzing cease. It did not.
A sound came from the sick witch, which was neither a retch nor a cough, but something that might have translated into a sob if he’d had any strength left to turn it into one.
The sight was so pitiful that Astrophel’s empathetic side won out, and xe placed a hand lightly on Blake’s shoulder.
And, well... he must have found some secret reserve of energy somewhere, because he turned his head again and let loose a scratchy cry;
“Don’t touch me!”
Astrophel took a prompt step backwards, partially out of self-preservation, but mostly in the hope that it would make Blake stop screaming at everything.
"Just get the hell out of my room. I don't... I d-don't need you," Blake croaked, once again settling into a curled position around his basin. "And do not let Forrester or Westbury come here."
If he'd been a man of more words, perhaps Blake would have said, If Madame A sends anyone to check on me again, please make sure it's you.
But perhaps Astrophel was reading too far into it.
Xe nodded, continuing to do so as they rounded the bed and came into Blake's line of sight - just making sure that he could see xem nodding. So that he could see that xe understood. Or didn't understand. He'd see what he wanted to see, at the end of the day.
"Thanks," he muttered, shutting his eyes before Astrophel had even opened the door to let xemself out.
#MARS Blake#MARS Astrophel#Madame A's Retreat for Spellworking#sickfic#OC sickfic#emeto#emeto fic#emetophilia#vomit fic#witch OCs#fantasy sickfic#fantasy emeto#angst#angst fic#whump fic
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More OC colleges!!!
#my ocs#ocs#witch ocs#queer oc#bisexual oc#aroace oc#oc stuff#my ocs <3#collage#best friends#trans oc
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Made some changes to Sunny and Selene's designs.
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Todas i wanna talk my ideias about the witches!!
First Matilda:
What we know so Far about her?
° theory that she used to work for some Royal family, and something badly happend that she no LONGER working with them
°hunting gingerbrave cus he broke the "youth" gem, which turn her more Younger!
And the is mostly she make no strong "apperence" besides being a shadow
Now for headcannons!!
°most of vibes of her personality is from a Brazilian cartoon "Historietas Assombradas"
Mostly is a crabby and impacient plus sassyness
Plus for the fact that "death" is literally her YOUNGER sis!
And a VERY hot one
Or
Just being an tired grandma of 3 "grankids" but refuses to admit that
Morgaine:oc!
°her name based of king Arthur witch
°that why i chose her to be the Young sis of Matilda for also know to work for Royals(aka Arthur)
°i only have 2 vibes for her
°mostly her personality would be death from "historietas assombradas"
Which is extemely sassy but also dumb in someway
Or
BAYONETTA
THE SASS QUEEN
but as a blond bitch
Since Matilda is a blond with blue eyes
So morgaine Will be blond plus hazel with blue eyes!
Looks:
°also has red skin
°curly blond hair
°typical sexy body
°looks like at her 30 or more or less?? Idk
°hazel plus blue
°i thing would wear more "modern" clothing
°FASHION WAMAN
Gacha:oc
°the ones from the gacha animations that her... I DON'T CARE IF that Matilda
°a true chaoticgurl plus HUGE gambler
°ever since Matilda show how to make the "especial food", she started baking like Crazy!
°very curious what results of the cooking happens
Like: "what If i put more sugar and this and that what would happen???"
°concept of death doesn't exist for her mind
°reckless as fuck
°hihi... Gems...
Looks:
°crazy hair brunnete?(or ginger hihi)
°pure Brown eyes with red?
°like typical witch clothes
PART ONE COMPLETED WAIT FOR PART 2
#cookie run#cookie run kingdom#talk about headcannons#witches#most of them are ocs#witch ocs#plus one yn#brazilian cartoon reference
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Face expression study - Angry I 🔮
After a year, here I am back with my witches and their face expressions practice ✨ Will I be able to complete them this time? I got home from Santorini a few hours ago so I still don't know (anything) 😅
#witchtober#witchtober 2023#spooky season#spooky art#inktober 2023#art challenge#art challenge 2023#digitober#october art#witchy vibes#witch aesthetic#original character#character design#witch character#witch oc#witch ocs#manga aesthetics#black and white art#procreate drawing#digital artist#ipad art of the day#colour aesthetic#manga artist#digital painting#art of the day#witches of tumblr#artist on tumblr#Kiff#KiffArt
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