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mostly-natm · 2 months
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Some very quick and very doodly Soong-type loving for Valentine’s Day!
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leahlozers-blog · 3 months
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Not me making Brozone parents, ft
LIL BROZONE!
@bolidebelle helped me with names and backstory along with helping with coloring! 🫶🩵💙
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capricule · 2 months
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I've got my eye on you I've got my eye on you
I'm the world's slowest bg3 player but I'm almost done with my first run I swear
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wwwormmie · 1 year
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nine-blessed-hero · 9 months
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Greetings After a Long Departure
Universe: TESIV: Oblivion Warnings: None Words: 1014 Context: A gameplay event I remembered, and wanted to write out - see below fic for details Taglist (ask +/-): @writeblrsupport @jacquesfindswritingandadvice
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It's been a few years since… Everything. Maybe many. Time has passed and Rowan has stopped counting.
Time enough that when xe teaches the rookies how to shoot, xir shoulder and elbow joints pop. Time enough that xe has become a Master of Alchemy; that xe is expanding xir repertoire and learning how to move in heavy armour.
There is always more to learn, xe tells the apprentice Mages. You never stop honing your skills, xe tells the Fighters Guild hot-shots. There's always someone who can teach you fresh ideas, recent papers to study, some new knack to discover.
Rowan – leading by example – is in the Imperial City proper for the first time in… oh, probably a year? Time enough to notice that the fresh white stone of the Market District, replaced after Everything, is now dull and grey; that the joyful colours splashed around the Arena in his honour are faded and chipped; that the Arboretum is not as deftly pruned as it once was. But xe is not here to critique the architecture. Xe has heard word and whisper of someone even better at the art of stealth than xe and is hoping they are willing to teach xir.
It is to xir horror then, that Armand tells xir xe is looking for the Imperial Spymaster, Marana Rian, found in the Temple District. Rowan who takes the most circuitous route to the Waterfront; Rowan who has not set foot in the Temple District since Everything was over; Rowan who makes airs of not recalling what happened That Night when asked, but will not deign to look in that direction should xe catch sight of a marble toothed maw over the walls.
But perhaps it has been time enough. Time enough for a heart to heal. Time enough xe can think about That Night without frailty overtaking xir limbs. Time enough that xe went back to see him.
Xir foot rings off the cobbles of the Temple District. It's impossible not to see him, life-like twisted marble. Xir heart lurches. A guard looks curiously at xir, as a palid hand gropes for the wall. Xe flashes a sickly smile. Xe almost turns, running back to the safety of hearth and home. But no – it has been time enough. Xe straightens xir tunic and goes forth.
Xe's greeted, as xe enters the Temple, by a fresh-faced novice. No lines of care on their scaled face, only nubs of burgeoning horns ridging their brow. When the novice asks xir business, xe gestures to the statue, feet tucked in with garlands and offerings. The novice clearly doesn't recognise xir, taking xir to be some distant pilgrim, as they jabber about That Night while leading xir towards the statue.
He is bigger than xe remembers. With his wings held aloft and head thrown back, he takes up most of the space in the not-small temple. So tall, once they stop at the edge of the field of offerings, xe barely comes up to his knee. Rowan feels lost, for a moment, craning xir head back as if it were possible, this close, to see all of him; and wonders how xe forgot he was the size of a building.
Xe can touch it if xe wants, the novice says. It's just a statue. Tests were done; it's perfectly safe. From here they can see the shimmer on one claw, worn smooth and shiny by many hands and many prayers. He isn't there. That's what they'd told xir after the tests were concluded. Still – the need to give some recognition to the man transformed gnaws in xir breast.
The novice natters on as Rowan picks a way through the flowers and offerings, but xe doesn't hear, recalling only that last conversation; the way he made it sound as if he were taking a trip – not too far, not too long. Finds xe knows just what to do.
Rowan takes a breath. Smiles. "Hello, you." Reaches out as if to cup his cheek. "Read any good books lately?" Xir fingers skim the statue. A soft and golden sunlight finds xir. Xe feels warm and full; content as if after a hearty meal in the company of loved ones. In xir mind, a noise like the bones of the world sliding past each other; words, perhaps, but they're so slow and bass xe doesn't understand – can only let them resonate through xir being.
Slowly the incandescence fades; the sense of a lingering hug, reluctantly parted from. Xe's left feeling comforted; the grind of everyday lifted and lightened. As if things will start going better for xir, and everyone is a potential new friend.
When Rowan turns, xe finds a small crowd gathered behind xir. The novice is gaping. Several people are in prayerful stances. Xe can hear the word 'miracle' being uttered. "What-? But the- It's never-," the novice stutters, their eyes flaring wide. "Who are you?" Before Rowan can speak, the crowd speaks for xir, calling out xir titles: Fighters Guildmaster, Archmage, Champion– "The Hero of Kvatch!"
Well, shit.
Rowan smiles, picks xir way back through the collection of offerings. "I apologise for having interrupted your afternoon," xe says. "But… the Statue-" Rowan raises xir voice, knowing that the crowd will just make up some half-truth otherwise. "They told me, 'he's gone'. They told me it was just a statue, and the man I watched transform into our saviour was no longer on Mundus. I guess they weren't quite correct." Xe swallows to stop xir voice from cracking and glances back at the statue. "He's still here, in his own way. He's always been here, patient as ever, awaiting my return." Xe turns fully now, damp eyes cast aloft. "I'm sorry, Martin. Time and again, you've waited for me; it's been time enough. I promise I won't be so long again."
Warmth stirs again, a lingering caress, drawing a sweet smile from xir. Rowan presses a small bag of coins into the novice's hand – "To keep up the Temple's good works." – and leaves the congregation to its awed colloquy.
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So: I'd somehow missed all the spoilers about the Blessings of Akatosh from the Avatar statue, and when I went to find Marana Rian, many gameplay hours after completing the MQ, I got a sudden rush of nostalgia and went to look at the statue (I, like Rowan, maaay have been avoiding the area a bit. Y'know - MQ was ended, I had no real reason to go back there). Noticing the 'activate' fist, I did so and was pleasantly surprised by the Blessings. I later read a headcanon that this is a gift from Martin, an apology/ "love letter", only given to the Hero and unavailable to anyone else in Cyrodiil, which I really liked the sound of - hence why I've made it clear that to everyone else, it is just a statue; it's not until Rowan returns, that xe learns the truth.
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admeliorart · 3 months
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Tanglar and Rowan face sheets to work out their features. Tanglar is a Paladin to the Goddess of Beauty and Rowan is his weird feral Druid bestie. I used Roman Reign as feature ref for Tanglar so I also did this silly doodle from a pic of him holding a Pomeranian.
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the-starry-seas · 9 months
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I wanna know more about your chaotic neutral human?!
Oh man where do I begin 😂
I started writing him in 2015, and that kinda blows my mind when I think about it. I've played him as a faerie prince, Utahraptor shifter, dragon shifter, werewolf, alien, Titan pilot, X-Men style mutant, and normal human. Well, as normal as he can get.
His name is Rowan Castañeda. He's Catalan (when he's from Earth, anyway). The 'default' version of him is the one where he's a raptor shifter, because that's where it started all those years ago. That version also goes by the name Red, because his dinosaur form has red feathers and reptilian eyes. His human form has red eyes and sharp canines, which are hidden by a magical charm that gives him brown eyes and normal teeth.
The best way to sum up Rowan is by saying he's a little crazy and a lot of fun. Very loud and outgoing, loves people. Has more than enough intellect and common sense to clearly and easily grasp something is a Bad Idea, and enough chaotic dumbass energy to decide he's gotta just go ahead with it anyway. Way too fond of bad puns, incapable of keeping his mouth shut when he can comment on something he shouldn't. Loyal to the death, curious about everything, isn't sure how he hasn't been poisoned by food from sketchy street vendors, and interrupts conversations to point out cats. His main interests include dinosaurs, space, Star Trek, historical novels, and monster movies (the cheesier the better). Don't touch his hat or invade his personal space unless you're looking to get your ass kicked, which will almost certainly involve biting. Fluent in Latin and will bitch people out in it (or will ramble about how unbelievably smoking his wife is, Gomez Addams style).
His playby is Óscar Jaenada, originally from The Losers. This BTS gif from (it was an interview I think?) immediately cemented the idea of a playby for him bc it was so exactly what I had in mind. Cocky little fucker who would suckerpunch God to protect his family, or even if it just seemed like a good idea at the time.
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He's bisexual and nonbinary, and grew up in Ripley, California with an older sister (Laura) and twin brother (Raul). His brother disappeared when they were sixteen, and a year later, Rowan was kicked out by his parents for being queer. He moved to Los Angeles to live with his uncle, a Marine Corps veteran, and Rowan followed in his footsteps by enlisting at eighteen. He became a highly skilled sniper but turned down promotions because he liked the job he had.
At twenty-one he impulsively married a girl named Amber, who he'd known for three hours. The next year, they had a daughter named Elena. She was born partially deaf and Rowan became fluent in ASL to communicate with her.
At twenty-nine, he was injured in the line of duty and got a medical discharge. His sister divorced a few months ago, and she and her daughter Alejandra moved to a new house with Rowan's family, since her ex was being a dipshit and Rowan wanted her to be protected.
He started college courses to become a paleontologist. (Yes, the dinosaur shifter has a dinosaur-related job. I think I'm funny.) He was active in fieldwork for another 5-10 years, depending on the timeline, before taking a job as a curator at a dinosaur museum so he could be home more and have more regular hours.
In my favourite version of his character, his new curator job was at a museum in Gotham, cause that town is clearly the first choice of any normal and well-adjusted individual. He was also an active vigilante, bc nobody believed the criminals saying a dinosaur attacked them, and he had zero concern of being connected to his illegal activities.
Bonus Rowan art from when he's older in his forties:
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hello caelum how are you?? i have come with not one, but two questions. here is the second: which oc is having it the roughest rn and please tell me why?
hi birdie I am very well (aside from the impending stress of not having studied for my hosa comp today but thats fine) <3
Honestly. I'm saying Rowan's having the toughest time rn because exams are coming up and they're the only one in school. Exam season is hell :/
And Ves is just always suffering so he doesn't even count /hj
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mostly-natm · 12 days
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Shipping Lore be like:
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echoing--stars · 2 years
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Whumptober Day 25 Alt: Stabbed
Paloma asked for it, Rock enabled it. But I only have myself to blame. 😔
Pre-LU Warriors, hence 'Link'
CWs: Blood, knife wounds
It happened too fast for Link to even comprehend. There was a masked figure running away, pushing people out of their path. Someone called out, but Link missed the words. Because Rowan’s breath hitched and his hold on Link’s hand loosened. And then Rowan fell to his knees without a sound. Link let himself fall with Rowan, still clasping his hand.
“Rowan?”
He didn’t answer. Link dropped his hand and moved in front of Rowan. He gasped at the sight of a long, deep gash across his chest. And a dagger stuck in his right forearm. Rowan’s eyes were wide, pupils blown out. In pain, or fear, or shock, Link didn’t know.
Link’s heart skipped a beat. He hesitated, hands hovering between them. Rowan reached for the dagger with his left hand, but Link took the hand in his so he wouldn’t pull out the dagger. “Rowan, I know it hurts, but we have to leave it in until we can get you help, okay?”
Rowan’s mouth opened, but no words came out. There was blood covering his arm and soaking his shirt. Link cursed and wrapped his arms around Rowan’s shoulders to help him lay down. 
His heart pounded. He couldn’t breathe. They’d attacked Rowan.
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brasideios · 1 year
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Don't think I've seen anyone ask about Arity yet - I know you've shared a bit about characters, but I'd love to hear more!
Ah! Thanks for asking 🤍 I figured everyone had heard enough about this bad boy already - but I'm glad I haven't bored you to death yet 😆
So, as I said elsewhere, there's two plotlines to this story, the current [2011] story, and then a retelling of the past which Arity is writing about the years between 2007-2010 (or thereabouts) covering two relationships (with Joel and Paul) that she had during that time frame. She's trying to pick through the bones, so to speak, to get at what went wrong, what she should do differently with the current relationship (with Jimmy); and as part of her ongoing therapy, as well.
For the most part these two plots don't overtly cross-over, but every now and then the things she's writing about are discussed in the current plotline.
This is the bit I am currently working on, where Arity (in the current timeline) catches up with Rowan, Joel's friend, long after the relationship with Joel is over. The conversation is meant to be awkward, so that's taking a bunch of tinkering. Suzie is Arity's bestie, and she and Rowan are in a long-term relationship at this point.
So - here it is:
Suzie was on the doorstep before I even reached the small front porch.
‘You’re later than I expected.’ We hugged each other and she stepped aside, inviting me in. As I went inside, I said, ‘The bus system is fucked. I feel like I backtracked three times to get here.’ She chuckled. ‘Yeah – that hasn’t changed a bit, has it?’ Rowan stuck his head around the corner with a smile, a reserved smile, if there is such a thing. He’d always been like that with everyone, though – as though he was never quite committed to the interaction. ‘Arity, it’s been a while.’ ‘Rowan,’ I said fondly, and hugged him. ‘You’ve gone grey!’ ‘Shuddup,’ he said, smiling again as we all went into the lounge, where he'd been sitting. ‘You’ve not got any younger yourself.’ ‘Tell me about it,’ I said as I settled next to Suzie on one of the couches. ‘That’s one thing about coming back to my hometown – I find myself assailed by the crushing realisation that it’s been twenty years since this or that happened.’ ‘It’s good you’re back, anyway,’ he said. ‘It was weird after you left with whatever his name was. You just dropped off the face of the earth.’ Suzie tutted him, but I said, ‘No – that’s fair to say. I made some very bad decisions around that time.’ I’d never even mentioned Joel to Rowan before, I didn’t think, but I made myself say, ‘Joel didn’t exactly help.’ Rowan scoffed. ‘You two were never going to work out.’ ‘No shit,’ I said quietly. ‘How is he? I assume you’re still in touch?’ He looked at me with a weird expression – censorious, I thought – so I felt compelled to add, ‘We still talk occasionally. I just thought you might’ve heard from him more recently than I have.’ Suzie looked surprised, but she said nothing. It was Rowan who said, ‘You do?’ I shrugged. I didn't want to say that it was always when one or the other of us were drunk and crying about our current relationships; or that, for a long time, he'd been the sole source of support I'd had, as fucked up as that was. Not to Rowan, anyway.  ‘At least a couple times a year. I don’t hate him. We were just wrong for each other. No one to blame for that.’ He said, still like he shouldn’t be saying anything, ‘He was over a couple months back, for a course. He hasn’t changed any.’ I refrained from saying that I wasn’t surprised, and that I thought he probably never would.
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wwwormmie · 1 year
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nine-blessed-hero · 9 months
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Heads Up, Seven Up
Thanks for the tag, @eli-writes-sometimes! Reminder, this is DruidX! Since this is from a TES Fic I thought I'd throw it on over here on my side-blog.
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This is from a random thing that came to me last night, tentatively titled Greetings after a long departure, and based on something from my first playthrough.
But perhaps it has been time enough. Time enough for a heart to heal. Time enough xe can think about That Night without frailty overtaking xir limbs. Time enough that xe went back to see him. Xe's greeted, as xe enters the Temple, by a fresh-faced novice. No lines of care on his scaled face, only nubs of burgeoning horns ridging his brow. When the novice asks xir business, xe gestures to the statue, his feet tucked in with garlands and offerings.
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druidx · 1 year
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Last Line Tag
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This is from Talis wants some 'Shrooms, which got added to recently
The weather was fresh as they climbed the steep wooded slopes of the Valus, the air as clear as crystal chimes.
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always-anxious612 · 1 year
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I will never finish a mini comic in my life. All I have are messy sketches.
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starskichild · 1 year
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3, 6, 7, and 30 for the ask game 💛
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AHHHH THANK YOU THANK YOU!! This is my first ever ask so here we go!
3 (Biggest self-insert OC?)
Moth 100%. I've had this oc for years now and they've had alot of growth in the process! Moth went from little baby me in high school making a Sky: Children of the Light oc, to somehow becoming an allegorical shapeshifting reality bending cryptic avatar of my imagination/self consciousness. I love them so much and I put them everywhere. They are truly a guilty pleasure when it comes to my ocs 😂
So yeah, whenever you see this gremlin anywhere in the stuff I make just know that it's a little nod from me that what your looking at may not be all it seems and that things are about to get a little crazy!
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Sketch designs for Moth ^^
6 (Do you have any OCs without stories? Will you ever create one for them?)
Hmmm now this is tricky since I love world building and alot of the ocs I make usually just slip right into an already created world OR I just make a whole new world if I like their character enough, and the story for them follows suit. However, I do have some right now that just don't really fit anywhere:
Zuri: (The Flower Child)
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My BABY my LOVE my CHILD I love Zuri she is a wholesome lil girl and I want so badly to put her into a story but for the LIFE OF ME I haven't been able to figure out where she goes >:[[
But hopefully I'll figure out something soon >:)
She is a part of a species called the Eeliytes, and the description for the species is as follows:
The Eeliytes (Eels for short), are soft, malleable, highly adaptive, and semi-shapeshifting humanoid creatures that can change their RNA to adapt to basically any circumstance. They can morph their bodies into many different shapes and fit into almost any space (not full shapeshifting more-like how an octopus can change their shape and squeeze into any opening as big as their beak) they can even change their body's temperature and infrared structure to completely avoid temperature and infrared based detection. They are very skilled in harvesting/channeling raw plasma/energy to make and do incredible things (can channel plasma in a way in which humans would describe as magic). They are very carefree and playful in nature and are known for their well-versed scholars and powerful intellect.
Lyla: The Shadow Mother or "Great Shadow"
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“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
I've had this old lady around for quite some time! She is one of my first ever ocs (back when I was obsessed with dragons weren't we all) and has stayed with me ever since. She was actually one of my first digital paintings too! Back then I didn't have any layers either so oof there are some parts of it that haven't aged well compared to my digital painting skills now, but honestly I'm still proud of that painting and have Lyla to thank for getting me into what I love!
(I should really do an update digital painting of her sometime)
Funny enough she's always been an enigma since I ever created her, so maybe it just fits her character more that she doesn't really exists anywhere, but I still love her anyways and I'll find some way to include her in stuff (っ◔◡◔)っ ❤
Rowan: The Soul Warden, "The Boogeyman"
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"D̶̟͓̑̎͛̚ơ̶̢͚̪̞͚͐̋͆̾̆̿́̀ ̷̧̠̦̤̹͎̮̇n̴̡̡͕̩̮̪͔̣͖̜͑͗̑̎̄̐̽̊͘ơ̴̧̹͎̗̯̗͔̙̦̄́̚͜t̴̨̘̖͓͚̑ ̶̡̈́̾̄̕̚͝l̸͖͗͝ỏ̵͕͕̅̌̊̌̎ǫ̷͕̾̐͝͝k̶̛͎̗̤̞̒͊͛͆̚ͅ ̴̛̫͇̙̤̟͕̦̺̹͜i̶͍̘͝n̴̢̢̖̭͇̘̰̱͈̻̒̕ť̶̩̬͖̪̭̘̩̤̐͗̒͛͝ͅö̷͉͐͆̀̚̚ ̸̧̨͉̠̹̞͐͗͒̐t̵͕́́̔̋́͒̄̐͗h̶̩̖̼̫̦̍̀͒͌͒͊ę̶̢̡̡̘̠̲̹͋ ̷̢̺̱̲͙̥͔̈́́̎̊̚͠v̸̰̯̖̇̇͋͝o̸̯̺͕͊̉̎̚͘͜i̷̭̣̮̠̭͎͍͌̑̈́͑́́͘̚͝͝d̵͛̀̋͘͜͝ ̴̢̤̻̰̩͈̟͍̫̺̽͂͊̐̀́̈̓̕͠c̶̡̥̺̖̠̤̒͜͝ḥ̷͔̘̗͙̩̱̾͌̒͒̑͒ǐ̵̧̠̰͕̱͙͇̹̎̎͂͝ͅl̴̤̥̠͔͙̳̙͖̫͒̈͆̈́̉̓ď̵̮̟͚̹́̉́͐̉͆̅͒.̸͓̬̜͎̞͙̥̜͗͜ ̵̛̺̮͓̦̪̲̳̹͚́Ỵ̸̆͒̓̑̇͊͝o̸͙̩̤̯̣̪̹͙̘̽̿͐̎́̉͝ų̵̻̯̰̫̠̫̇͑́͑̊̿̒̌̚ ̴͔̜̽̑̃̈́̂̋̐̓͘͘m̶͓̗̾̇͋̽͝ị̶̡̮͉̮͖̜̰͎͇̉́́̔̎͆͘͝g̴̡̧̡̛̻̟̙̹̰̤̽̉̊̈́̈́̾̐̃ͅh̶̢̧̬̠͙̬̬̭͂͋͠ͅt̸͎̑͌̈̈́̿̃̈́̋͆͝ ̵̦̬̩̙̖̰͂n̶̦̺͚̤̦̖̮̯̍̅̈́̌̍̈́̅̚ö̵͈͇̟̜̫͚̞̰͇́̏́͛̾̔͝͠͠t̵̘̗̹̞͗̽ ̸̪͙̯̓̀̈́̉̽̑́̐̕ļ̴̗̤͚̯̖̫͔͔̣̾͂͊́͒̎̚ḯ̶̝͚̰̱̗ͅḱ̶̻̱̠̆̕e̵̛̗͗̑̈̅̒͘̕͝ ̶̧̡̛̪͒̐̈́w̷̡̪̱̽̐̏̃͋̆̆̕h̷̡͖͉͋̏̌̒͌͑̊͜͠ă̵̯ẗ̶̛̺̳́́̾̋̄͆͘ ̶̟̿̄l̸̢̜̼̣̼̺̖̯̱̊̒̃̅o̵̟̖̱̗̜͙̅͛ơ̸̢̻̲̝̬̟̣͙̈͌̈́̍̏̆̀͘͘ḳ̴̜͒̀̊́̉͠ș̵͍̖̩̻͙̓̐͗̓̄́ ̸̡̨͍̙̰̬͚̳̮͆̐̔̅͂͒̐̈́̚b̴̹̖̣͈͙̟̻͛̊̆͂̒͂͋͑͝a̶̧̡͉̦̭̰̘͉̓̎͊̌̾͊͛̉͘̕c̵̛̖̣͚̠͖̰̘̠͙͊̋̇̋͆̈́̑͘͝ḱ̷̬̞̣͒̾̑̀̓̐͌̈̌.̵͓̭̼̋͒͂̌.̷̩͕̩̖̩̟̄̃́̂̓̓̆́̌"
Now this man is also an oldie I've had for a LONG time. I've had him just as long if not longer than Lyla. The difference between him and Lyla, however, is that he CANONICALLY doesn't fit anywhere and he likes it that way. He's a character that exists on the outside of everything, and is more that an observer than an actual character within my stories. Things also get strange when he's around but don't worry he's nice if only a little strict.
I like to think him and Lyla are friends :D
Ayvos: The Natatori Merchant
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Ayvos is a more recent character I've made that was actually inspired off of a dream I had! The dream was about a merman swimming around in the ocean with his trusty sack collecting things to sell to others, so I basically made a whole species around him and made him a merchant because of the dream :D
I don't have much for this guy yet, but I recently thought of some really cool outfit ideas for him so I might return to draw him some more, and it would be nice to get this poor man clothed XD
He is a part of a species called the Natatories, and the description for the species is as follows:
The Natatories (Kelpies for short), are usually nomadic, amphibious/marine-like entities who have a body similar to that of a centaur, and are able to control chromatophores within their skin to help them fully camouflage themselves (basically the same way cuttlefish, octopus, or chameleons change their skin color). They are so good at it that they can basically become invisible from any external presence (which they use for hunting/stealth purposes), and sometimes can change their skin to become completely transparent to show off their translucent organs (which they can sometimes use to communicate nonverbally and/or from a long distance). However, they can't change their body's temperature like the Eeliytes can, and therefore can't hide from temperature or infrared detection. They often keep close together in tight-knit herds, and are very powerful hunters, providers, and warriors with a strong code of defending the peace. However, many also take up the trading profession, so some individuals leave their herd and don't stay in one place for two long.
I have a few other ocs like this but I'll stop for now. Lemme know if you guys wanna hear anymore about this stuff cause I would love to share!
7 (What are your favourite relationships between your OCs? (romantic or platonic!))
OH THIS IS A GOOD ONE!! God I could go on forever with this but my favorites have to be found family/domestic family stuff, plus soft/cute relationship stuff and I have just the ocs for it!
-Hunter and Zenir BY FAR are my favorites for this category they're my g/t bois (Hunter is the giant/human and Zen is the human/tiny) and I love them so much. Hunter is just a big soft himbo man and Zen is a small feral warrior who has a special place in his heart for his man 😭 They are just two idiots in love and I would die for them your honor. They are literally the only characters I've ever had aus for but in every single one they fall in love, just for the fact that THEIR LOVE TRANSCENDS REALITY. Tldr I love my g/t gay bois.
-Tomar, Gabby, and Jack are on this list for obvious reasons cause Tomar is a monster goliath-like man who went and just up and adopted two human kids (the siblings Gabby and Jack) and they are so wholesome together Tomar is just the best father oc in the world he's so nice!
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Pic of the goat dad himself with his kids (commission done by @reggie_vermillion on instagram a good buddy of mine I go to college with)
-Leilani and Ogden are another g/t family on this list, I have drawn them before, and I posted the drawing on Tumblr which you can see here, but when I did Leilani was slightly older than when I usually put her at, cause in their main story SHE'S JUST A BABY. Literally, Ogden finds this little baby with no family and just decides to keep her and raise her as his own. This toddler and giant are so soft and cute together I want to draw more of them so badly.
-Melody and Callie are very close runner ups for this category since they are such close friends they are basically siblings. Melody is a human sized bug monster child who is a wholesome lil bean and Callie is a sentient calico mouse who is not afraid of anything. These two are both children and get up to so much chaos together hehehe 😈
Again I could go on forever with this, if you want to interact with my characters and/or ask questions about them feel free!
Finally 30 (How are you doing? <;3)
I'm doing good! <3
Honestly I've been super busy, especially right now getting prepared for my final senior semester starting soon (still can't believe I'm going to graduate soon 😵) and I'm working on a bunch of stuff like work stuff and commissions so I'm just everywhere right now lol. Kind of stressed, HOWEVER this year has been amazing, and mentally I couldn't be better! I found this community this year and it's been so incredible. I can't thank everyone enough with how open and welcoming you guys are! I've done so much this year and I'm very proud of what I've worked on, even though I've felt overworked at times. But! I hope once I'm out of college I'll have much more time to work on the big projects I've been wanting to tackle and interact more with the community!
Again thank you so much anon for asking me my very first ask! How'd I do? Hehehe well this was alot of fun and I'm open for asks anytime :D
Have a nice night everyone and hope to hear from you soon!
-MӨƬΉ
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