#cryptic oc

Open art collab I did with @p.e.t.c.h.l.a.d.a on tiktok!! They drew the Stan above.

I created an gf oc just to do this, her name's Ethel (potential to change). She's about the same age as the Stan Twins, and that's about all I have about her for now.

I was very tempted to do this with mullet Stan, since he's my fav kinda Stan to draw as you probably can tell, but that seemed like potentially changing the pose too much to fit the vibe so I'm doing that as my own thing instead.

The og pose ref + the art without my contribution:

Alts:

I had ocs for that fandom and like they’re super old-

but I have updated some designs (they’re not a skeleton tho In these.)

Aziel got buff :>

Cryptic my oldest son TwT ✨✨

I was struggling so much because I was more focused on the practicality of their outfits and not how it works like it should be

because of their extremely problematic world I gave them. (They have their own world now.)

Idk what I’m doing but rn I’ll just draw what I feel in both of these fandoms :>

the catipede from HELL!

Day 7- Same Face AU

Aggie Morrigan meets Sage Griffin (@madebyleftovermuses)

The night was dark and foggy. The streets of Centerville were empty except for a few people on their way home to hide from the horrors lurking in the dark. On one particularly foggy street, the only source of light was a storefront hallway down. A purple neon sign cast a ghoulish glow as it announced the shop's name.

DEJA BREW

Coffee and Bakery

Inside, the shop was unexpectedly cozy and warm. The tables were all dark wood and sat scattered around the room along with various comfy chairs and plush couches in dark reds and purples. A few lone patrons sat at smaller tables hunched over laptops. In a corner near the counter, a small group of young people had taken over three couches and sat huddled together talking in low tones. They all wore studded leather jackets and sported tattoos and wild hair.

Behind the counter, Aggie Morrigan was stocking the display case with freshly baked lemon bars. As she knelt behind the counter, she kept her ear on the conversation of the leather-clad group. She'd recognized them as Ghoulies from Riverdale and was trying to pick up on any information she could pass on to Bloody Mary.

The bell above the door chimed and Aggie popped up to greet the new customer, a sickly sweet smile plastered on her ruby red lips.

"Welcome to Deja Brew!" she chirped. "What can I-"

Aggie's next words died in her throat as she locked eyes with the young woman standing in the doorway. The eyes were bright blue, a stark contrast to her own nearly black irises, but the shape was exactly the same. Instead of Aggie's pale blonde hair, she had fiery auburn locks. Her lips, which were painted with pitch black lipstick, parted in shock as she started back at Aggie. It was like looking at a photograph of herself with all the colors reversed. As she stepped closer to the counter, both girls voiced the thought they were sharing.

"What. The. FUCK???"