More DBH oc stuff cause I’m obsessed with him
Also I have an ask box up on Instagram if you want to ask my character questions :) you can also ask them trough tumblr!! YAY
Extra Gavin interaction :3

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More DBH oc stuff cause I’m obsessed with him
Also I have an ask box up on Instagram if you want to ask my character questions :) you can also ask them trough tumblr!! YAY
Extra Gavin interaction :3
Which art should I use for my oc x Connor fanfic cover?
Hands
Eyes
Hand on glowing chest
Heart
//any RP blogs still about?
Another sneak peek of my oc and Connor for my upcoming dbh fanfic. See if you can guess what her name would be!
Bruised Knuckles | Open RP
Loud repetitive banging could be heard from the gym the DPD had claimed across the street. It was almost never used but Lucy wasn't at her desk and it was nearing 2pm. It was obvious who was making all the noise. She'd been in a bad mood as of late and didn't want to snap at anyone so she went to the only place she knew she could let off steam. She was sweating, violet hair sticking to her face and breathing heavily. The wraps on her hands had prevented her knuckles from sustaining serious damage, otherwise they'd be raw right down to the bone.
//tagging peeps that might be interested: @ask-hank-dbh @unapologeticallyxmbitious @codedxvirus @deviantmotherax400 @sumoftheirparts @deviantcoffeeboy
Doorstep Drop-Off - Closed
@ask-hank-dbh
Normally Lucy’s parents made an effort to drop her off at her uncles place whenever they got the chance. Makeup was normally very well blended but this time, something seemed off. The air felt very heavy, laced with depression and self-hatred but from a thirteen year-old. A sleek black car pulled up outside Hank’s home, two officials clad in suits opening the back door and leading Lucy up to his front door, a gym bag slung over her shoulder. This wasn’t right. At most, Lucy came with a small rucksack that held enough clothes to last her for at least a few days. She normally only brought it with her when she being dumped there for the holidays, to which she assumed was a burden to Hank. She was a burden to Uncle Hank. Her own parents didn’t want her. Homewrecker. HOMEWRECKER. The officials knocked on the door, leaving a gap so Lucy could be seen by whoever answered. The remnants of a black eye and a fresh busted lip were the most prominent features behind her slightly cracked and bent glasses. She’d sustained enough eye trauma to need them for now. Her parents did this. How long had this been going on for CPS to get involved..? She couldn’t maintain eye contact. She was exhausted and hurting and just wanted to go to bed. Maybe she’d wake up but she hoped she wouldn’t.
Oc shipping
Is there a blog who does the match up thing but willing do to it for an oc??
A detroit become human oc.