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#oc: Rea
gin-draws · 8 months
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some misc tieflings (and friends) from the last couple of years
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koboldfactory · 11 months
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Here's a backstory look at Rad's mom, Rea!
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Semi Finals
Rea ( @razs-archetype ) VS Sai Paint ( @kaileedraws )
Read about Rea here
Read about Sai Paint here
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awerzo · 8 months
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Another Rea doodle cause this man lives in my brain rent free
Mystra's 2nd worst babygirl <3
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homemade-laoli · 1 year
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Meet the player characters!
From left to right we have: Lee, Rea, and Nathan!
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vimse · 3 months
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Happy Taungsday friends!
I’m sorry I haven’t been posting a lot. It has been a stressful month and it doesn’t look like it will clear up anytime soon. I’ll try my best not to go crazy 🥹
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tinyfantasminha · 10 months
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always looking after its mate
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anxiouspineapple99 · 4 months
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Lightning Then The Thunder
Pairing: Tech x OC!Silvie
Summary: A thunderstorm sparks a night of passion
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: MINORS DNI. Fingering, unprotected PiV (wrap your shit friends), praise kink, some hand/glove kink
Word Count: 1152
A/N: this was a gift for my friend, the wonderful and talented @vimse featuring her incredible OC Silvie!! It is also her art in the header! 🥰 go learn more about Silvie on Vim’s Tumblr!!
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It’s raining. It rarely rains in Ord Mantell City, but when it does, there is electricity in the air. It hangs heavy, weighs on the chest like beskar. It leaves one feeling alive. Ready to take risks. And sometimes it sparks desire. Hot burning desire that is palpable through the streets.
That was how this began. Tech and Silvie were sitting at the modest table in her home. He was making modifications to Silvie’s datapad.
Silvie’s an enigma to him. A puzzle he’s determined to piece together. He’s proud that he’s slowly broken through her walls and now there is a softness between them. Trust and admiration. Attraction that roils perpetually beneath the surface.
Thunder rumbles as lightning streaks the skies. The atmosphere crackles with electricity and lust. Enough that the soft brush of a hand sends hearts racing. Tech is quiet, a stark contrast to his usual chatty demeanor. Silvie drops soft sideways glances toward him. Unconsciously, as if drawn by a magnet, they inch closer together. Her voice dropping lower with every passing moment, drawing him in. A siren’s whisper.
A moment is all they need. Eyes meet, the crack of lightning and rumbling of thunder reverberate in their chests. Their lips crash together. Tech cradles her jaw, his grip tender yet firm. Her tongue teases his lips. He responds with a deep groan. She tastes like cinnamon and heat and yearning. Any restraint he has dissipates as his hands grip her beneath her thighs. She wraps her legs around his waist and he effortlessly lifts her into his arms.
He lays her down on the bed. Both fumble with articles of clothing as anticipation courses through their veins. She stops him when he moves for his gloves, insisting he allow her to remove them. She massages his palm, kissing, and stroking. Her fingers splay as they creep toward his wrist. She hooks his glove, peeling slowly off, replacing the fabric with open-mouthed kisses. The act is far more intimate than he expects. Chills skitter up his arms and down his spine when she removes the second glove the same way.
In mere minutes, they are bared to one another, breathless in need and want. Tech’s fingers trace the outline of her body, cheek to hip. Thrill explodes through Silvie’s veins once again as his soft touch sends her reeling. His long, lithe fingers creep to her aching core. She gasps as he cages her in, his lips tickling her ear as he whispers one question, “May I?”
“Yes…yes, please…” she whimpers back. She glided his goggles off his face, kissing the red lines left behind.
His thumb finds her swollen clit, gently circling ensuring he sends pleasure surging through her. He captures her lips again, this time dragging her bottom lip between his teeth.
He slowly slides his finger inside her with little resistance. His breathing matches hers as the sound of her moans burns deep in his mind. Slow languid curls of his finger, dragging along her walls as he plays with the spongy spot deep within makes her see stars. Her cries grow louder as his ministrations drive her to climax. She grasps the bedsheets as her body writhes in ecstasy, his name pouring from her lips.
He peppers kisses along her cheeks and down to her breasts. His tongue circles the sensitive peaks of her nipples as he uses her slick to ready himself for her.
“Are you ready?” His voice is soft and eager to please.
She nods, a playful smirk tugging at her lips.
He lines himself up with her entrance, pushing in slowly. He wants to feel every centimeter of her. She sucks in a sharp breath followed by a soft moan as he stretches her. His pace is slow and ardent. She feels amazing wrapped around his cock, and he wants to commit every thrust to memory.
His hands stroke down her arms, her fingers finally intertwining in one hand, her wrist tenderly yet firmly encircled with the other. He guides her hands above her head as he trails kisses up her torso. His goggles remain clutched in her hand as she arches into him.
The soft silence of the room is heavy only with soft sighs and moans. His vision is blurry. But that doesn’t matter. He knows her. Her full plush lips. Her beautiful dark hair. Her soulful eyes. Her sweet skin. All of her. Therefore his blurry vision is no hindrance as he explores her using his other senses. He’s pressing into her, slowly and sensually. He wants to take his time loving her. Her sighs are musical and he wants to listen to her song for as long as he can.
“You are exquisite, darling. I could listen to you make those sounds all night.”
She smiles as she tilts her head back, a luxurious moan falling from her tongue this time. Her legs wrap around his waist, pulling him ever deeper.
“Good girl. Taking me so well. Making such divine sounds,” he praises her as he too, pushes deeper, seeking deeper connection as well as pleasure.
His lips brush her hair line, featherlight kisses being left in their wake. The gyration of her hips leave him nearly breathless. A symphony of moans and whines fill the room, punctuated by the rolling thunder and rain driving against the transparisteel of her room. The lightning illuminates their faces. Silvie’s breath hitches as Tech’s chocolate brown eyes sparkle when the flashes of light reveal the depth of his feelings for her: feelings that he might have kept hidden if not for the safety of darkness.
His rhythm begins to shift. He’s close. So is she. Their momentum becomes erratic as they chase their peak. Her body shudders and she screams his name, and her pussy clenching around him immediately sends Tech barreling over the precipice as well.
They collapse in a mess of afterglow. Tech kisses Silvie on the forehead before making his way to the fresher. He returns with a towel, tenderly cleaning her and then himself. He settles in next to her, her head laying on his chest.
“Here, you probably need these,” she chuckles as she hands his goggles back to him.
“Ah, yes. Thank you.” He slides the goggles back on. “That was exceptional.”
“It was.”
“If you are amenable to the idea, I would like to do that again sometime. Perhaps after a proper date?”
She smiles and huffs a soft laugh, “I would enjoy that immensely.”
After falling into companionable silence, they are soon overtaken by sleep. Tech is out first, much to Silvie’s surprise. She caresses the harsh angles of his jawline with a softness that until now was foreign to him. The rhythm of his heartbeat soon lulls her into her own deep slumber. And when morning comes, they will be all too eager to relive the night before all over again.
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soothedcerberus · 11 months
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Happy birthday @thesinisterseventh !! Rensi!! 💚
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artistheworld · 23 days
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based off this ask above ^^^
fanart of Marble Sky
Marble Sky belongs to @somerandomdudelmao
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here’s an alien child
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roselleasly · 4 months
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Woe, vivarb fanchild be upon ye
subconsciously inspired by funktrolls's vivarb child
more about her:
When she was younger she would always look for Barb. She'd be glued at her hip and would refuse to leave her side.
As she grew up, this closeness started to fade a little. She loves both of her mothers equally, but she is just like Barb in attitude, and it causes them to argue often as she became a teen. Barb tries to understand her best she can but Pink is terrible at communication and ends up shutting her out. When she realises how rude she is she gets really guilty.
She's a bit of a rebel and finds ways to go against her parents even if they basically let her do everything. She doesn't do it with malice, she's just a naturally rebellious teenager. Trying to rebel causes her to get into dangerous situations at times.
She's autistic and hyper-empathic. Because of this, although she doesn't notice, she worries a lot, if not too much, about Viva, knowing what her mother has been through. Viva tries to not make it weigh on her, but Pink can tell when she's stressed out by just sharing the same house.
Her worrying for Viva makes it seem like she favorites her, but it's not true.
Her favorite group is ミドリ(Midori).
reference pic for the first drawing:
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gin-draws · 11 months
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✨it’s them✨ (my dnd oc’s)
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koboldfactory · 10 months
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Is there any chance you could give a short summary of Rad's lore please?
There’s not a lot I can say without spoiling plot stuff for a story I want to tell in the near future (probably via a comic), but I’ll give the simple version. Just know this is very very surface level stuff.
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Lore below ⬇️ ⬇️
Rad grew up in a town of scrappers who made a living off of fishing ancient artifacts out of stasis fields in the area
A stasis field is a large glowing orb where time has slowed almost to a stop. Their origin is unknown
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Rad’s mom Rea was the head of said settlement and was a master scavenger. Her dad (who I have yet to design) would repair and repurpose the ancient relics into useful technology to help with agriculture, defense, and many other things.
Eventually some catastrophe (which I am intentionally leaving vague right now) separated Rad from her mother and left her hometown utterly destroyed. She found herself in the care of a strange robot for some time before ending up in a relatedly strange scenario that ended in her activating her bizarre abilities and radioactive properties.
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She then wandered the wastelands for a few years before being picked up by The Director’s lab crew, where she currently lives and does recon work out in the wastes for from time to time.
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That’s all for now! Hope that was informative!
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Round Three
Rea ( @razs-archetype ) VS Eclipse ( @bittybattybunny )
Read about Rea here
Read about Eclipse here
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awerzo · 8 months
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Sketching Gale and Rea (my knowledge cleric of Mystra, yes its a soap opera) inbetween commissions to restore my hp
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moeblob · 1 month
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Deacon loves two things: Ymber and digging himself a grave.
Fulj hates one thing: Deacon.
#my characters#waiting on some info on the next commission so i indulged in ocs today bc i doubt i will have as much time for lil comics for a bit#deacon is so devoted hes like yeah i would kill for a deity that could easily kill anything himself but yknow teehee#and fulj just did you tell him you needed therapy also does he even know youd murder in his name#deacon caught red handed haha no of course i havent told him it should be obvious enough haha.... and its in his defense not his name :c#man really does have some issues but i love him so much and hes so devoted but like. unhealthily after a while#he does in fact need a chill pill and therapy but to be fair#ymber has needed therapy for centuries and yet he just bottles it all up and suffers so#its pretty unhealthy until they yell at each other one (1) time bc they are so insecure about things and get mad over very valid reasons#but then theyre like you know what that was necessary and i still want to stay by your side if you let me#and then fulj is like dude hey sorry you seem really happy did you fu- and ymber is like no please stop there we have not#fulj just squinting cause have not is very different than will not but whatever she doesnt wanna think about that with deacon involved ew#and eventually fulj is like hey ymber im sorry to say but i really do hate deacon and i dont even know why but he makes me uncomfortable#while deacon is just. in the room. hearing this and thinking how he knows she thinks hes weird but wow that wording hurts#and ymber doesnt wanna fill in memories better forgotten by fulj which she had forcefully removed#so he just says oh well his hair and clothing are black and you had someone in the past that you might see in him and its not a pleasant en#so you know maybe its that idk#and fulj is then WHATST i was rude to him for someone i cant even remember? lame im gonna try SO HARD to be nice to him now#and deacon just still sitting there with some food like this is v awkward and i wish i could not be here for it#and later he asks ymber about who he resembled and as ymber is descibing her it clicks in deacons head and he gets really sad#that he might somehow remind fulj of the woman she loved before she was punished for loving a mortal#and he feels kinda bad pestering her so much with his curiosities about deities and he kinda gets it#the fact hes close to ymber might remind her at the core that she was once that close with a mortal if not closer#anyway story time in the tags again#im so obsessed with these peeps and i have made them suffer so much but they do all end on a happy note#its still funny and nice to me that while fulj is creeped out by deacon and doesnt like talking to him#he still expresses the most emotions to her - he tries hard to remain serious around ymber and collected and obedient at all times#and when out and about with ymber he has to be intimidating and refuses smiling but fulj?? all sunshine and smiles and emotions easy to rea#and she is just that is so weird go away i hate you
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