#lilith darling

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The rest of my OC Moodboards

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So I spent like ten minutes straight trying to find the post with the link to the anime creator but y’all know the one ok. So! Here are my nine! Female and nonbinary characters! With that creator!

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More on insect borrowers.

A blonde haired girl with a height of only a couple of inches, seated on the edge of a rooftop with small thin white wings fluttering behind her. Soft blue eyes wander the enormous city far below, overwhelmed by the sight of it all. She’s not used to such a large place with so many people, but...it’s...better than being alone.

A minuscule figure with black wings pressed against their back, glinting in the low lighting much like their leather jacket, amber eyes flitting around the grungy bar below them. It’s quite the place to stay for someone like them. Plenty of food gets dropped and no one ever notices if it goes missing. Now they just need to wait for the perfect moment.

A red headed borrower walking along a tree branch, a small lute in hand constructed from an acorn cap and spider silk. A red and black spotted carapace rests upon his back, shielding a set of fine, lacy wings that are never used. He’s hidden well behind the beautiful blossoms that surround him, the gentlest of aromas dancing by with the slightest of breezes. It’s a beautiful way to spend a summer’s day, and he’s grateful for the chance to wander here, undisturbed.

A city dwelling borrower with chitin plated armour along his back and the back of his arms like a built in shield, easily protecting his body if he needs to curl up and protect himself. If he crouched down he almost looks like a rock, which is a wonderful disguise for someone who traverses the side of the roads seeking out crumbs before birds are able to snatch them up. The black haired borrower runs along the side of the road, a bag strapped to his chest with his belongings, keeping them completely safe from the stray cat stalking after him.

A green haired feral borrower is perched in a hollow, a small area carved into the side of a tree. Tiny handmade jars are stacked carefully along the walls of the hollow, full of what appear to be an assortment of golden and berry coloured liquids and jellies. Beautiful brown, golden, green, and transparent wings that flutter calmly as they stir a small pot with a bubbling liquid inside. The setting sun glints off of their glistening wings, golden eyes flicking out to the world beyond their hovel. So much to explore, to learn...they have all the time in the world.

A brown haired young girl sits atop a flower, legs folded beneath her as translucent wings open and shut beneath her. She tilts her chin up to bask in the soft sunshine, smiling a little at a glimpse of brown from beneath her. Her older brother sits at the base of the flower, visible only through the gaps in the petals. His stature may be small, but the stinger wrapped gently around him definitely holds some danger. Not...not much, given it’s size, but...he likes to think himself capable of defending them both, and the venom he’s harvested from it lines a couple of daggers tucked into the pocket of his jacket. His fingers tap nervously against the handles, something in him warning him to keep his eyes sharp.

A young borrower stands over a workbench in the attic of a building, brushing their damp magenta hair back from their face with a grease covered arm. The attic is lit by a faint magenta glow from beneath the burgundy tinted carapace along their back. The small window at the edge of the attic blows open, drawing their frazzled gaze to the steadily darkening world beyond it. Their hands still over their assembled metallic contraption, expression one of confusion as they stare to the horizon. They brush off their unease quickly, shutting the window and turning their attention back to their work. It’s nothing, they’re certain.

Red hair rests on the shoulder of a young girl, the borrower peering down from her perch in the rafters at the lively scene below. Bar patrons laugh and smile, passing drinks around and singing drunkenly into the device at the front. A smile rests on her lips as a particular tune comes on and she stands, stretching her beautiful wings out behind her. The routine she’s made fits the song perfectly, delicate footsteps purposeful and thought through well enough that she’s never in danger of falling, always just out of sight. As the music fades she takes a seat once more, out of breath and cheeks red with the effort of her show for none, eyes light with a deep sense of joy.

A young android stands at attention next to a pen holder, waiting for instructions from his owner, metallic beetle carapace glinting behind him as he smiles softly, eyes bright. He gently fiddles with his fingers, eager to please. He folds his hands in front of him, watching the empty room. A clock chimes in the distance, and he finds his gaze wandering to the nearby hallway. He’s been alone quite a long time now...perhaps...tomorrow, his owner will return?

A suited male borrower stands atop the ruins of what was once a borrower’s village, surveying the damage done with glowing purple eyes. Dragonfly style wings are settled on either side of him, his hands folded behind his back. A black haired borrower steps closer, taking a knee before him with black and white wings folded behind him, the faintest fluff littering them as he’s brought back up to his feet to report. They both grow silent suddenly as faint sound of bells rings in the distance, drawing both of their attention.

A beautiful female borrower sits in front of some poor human male, her eyes glowing a gentle shimmering pink to blue sheen as she chatters away, easily swooning the man. He’s just handing her a selection of beautiful hand picked flowers to choose one when he turns away, the colourful haze fading slightly from his own eyes. “Did you hear that..?” She furrows her eyebrows, frustration clear in her expression as she attempts to listen, hearing...nothing. Why does he care? He’ll be dead soon anyways. She forces a smile, batting her eyelashes softly and shaking her head. Looks like this might take longer than she had expected.

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My OCs as bugs Part 2?

Flint Fevre - Photinus pyralis - Big Dipper Firefly

Sadie Kris - Chrysiridia rhipheus - Sunset Moth

Alestrada Barnes - Camponotus americanus - Carpenter Ant (Infected with Ophiocordyceps unilateralis)

Emrys - Chrysina Limbata - Silver Jewel Scarab

Beau - Orthemis ferruginea - Roseate Skimmer

Bran Silverwing - Hemileuca maia - Buck Moth

Lilith Darling- Paraplectana tsushimensis - Ladybird Mimic Spider (A wing casing across her back like a ladybug’s but instead of unfolding to reveal lovely wings, terrifying spider legs would uncurl from beneath it.)

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What's Lilith like?

She’s uh....she’s a piece of work. She’s a siren, and uses it to her advantage happily. She swooned a rich man into marrying her and then he mysteriously died, leaving all of his money and his enormous mansion to her. She’s sweet and flirtatious, innocent, and all too kind at first but can get brutally cruel if someone doesn’t fall for her magic or calls her out.