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nyan-ryder · 9 hours
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Funny goop man 👀
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nyan-ryder · 3 days
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Funny little characters! What will they do?
Commissions!
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nyan-ryder · 1 month
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Silly guy for class! His name is Rue
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nyan-ryder · 2 months
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Ask me though DM if you want one also I’m open for Art trade too
Art and Oc belongs to me aka @captain-melloartblog
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nyan-ryder · 2 months
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SPLOON DLC SOON
Commissions!
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nyan-ryder · 9 months
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I LOVE DRAWING OC'S!! I had fun with this! but my art hand did not enjoy it😅 characters i drew belong to (unfortunately I couldn't tag everyone) @darkmatternova @darknadaworld @myrablurple @nyan-ryder @herbalwolves @sweetywreck @captain-melloartblog @starry.eyed.kiddo
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nyan-ryder · 9 months
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Ghost in Sludge Life 2! They wear the exact same clothes every day forever
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nyan-ryder · 9 months
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I play Sludge Life!!! I just finished Sludge Life 2, and dammnnn
My version of Ghost is a creature that just walked out of the sludge one day, and no one knows or cares how.
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nyan-ryder · 11 months
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Roleplay between me and @nyan-ryder ignatio has bounty on his head poor guy and copycat is sent to kill him, I wonder what will happen next 🤔
Ignatio the Tangean oc belongs to @nyan-ryder
Art and Copycat belongs to me aka @captain-melloartblog
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nyan-ryder · 11 months
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Hey, happy pride month!
Today I decided to look at Google drive, and found my first fan fiction about a gay couple. These characters are the OC's of the Beholder (Game) universe. So enjoy it.
Autor: @furiouspatience
Eng ver and owner of the characters: @nyan-ryder
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The first thing Pavel saw when he came to was a chandelier hanging over his head. Reflexively closing his eyes from the bright light, he turned to the side, forcing himself to feel the cool breeze on his face. It took only a few minutes to fully get used to the lighting and look around. He could hear the rain constantly drumming outside the window, without changing its rhythm for many weeks, blurring the view of the other high-rise buildings, prominent from the Ministry. The open window was gently tapping on the wall from the stream of cool air. All of this was mixed in Pasha's breath, calming him down a little. Soon the boy could discern things. Weakness still took control of his body, so Pasha didn't remain as calm lying on something soft. What happened to him? The last thing he remembered before falling into darkness, was the fading voice of Nikita, calling his name. Nikita…
Only now Pasha realized that someone was holding his hand the entire time. The young man did not want to turn in his direction to meet his eyes, or even see his face. He didn’t want to think, Pasha did not hate Nikita. Pasha hated himself for making Nikita busy with him like he was a small child. A small abandoned child in a totalitarian state. He still couldn't believe that Nikita loves him so truly and sincerely, so tenderly and affectionately as possible. This was the only reason why Pavlov did not commit suicide. And Pasha can't even repay him... Finally gaining the courage, he turned his head to the opposite side of the bed.
Nikita was sitting next to him, clenching his thin hand. Pasha had been lying in his office for the entire time, right on his leather sofa. How long had he been sitting here with him? Pasha tried to look at him, ignoring the rising feelings of guilt and shame. He never looked Nikita in the eyes, and if he did, he would turn away, blushing, just like a high school girl. The man looked a little shabby, Pasha was smiling warmly, but something was wrong in his eyes. Was it… tears?
They were silent for a long time, looking at each other. No one dared to start the conversation first. The straining silence was broken only by the rain outside the window.
"Good, you're awake," Nikita decided to speak first, his voice had a hint of anxiety, all too familiar to Pasha, which he did not deserve. "What happened to me?" Pavlov asked in a hoarse voice from the long silence, trying to get up from the sofa. "You passed out on our way to my office, my darling." The man gently held Pasha's shoulders, and pushed him to lie back down.
"And now you better not get up, so you don’t lose it again~" he winked at his lover, then walked towards a table. Pasha regained his composure, and stood from the sofa. Memories of recent events clearly resurfaced in his head, like they were a prohibited item in the metal detector at the front of the Ministry. Pasha chose to ignore the growing heat and abdominal pain with each step he took.
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The Secretary followed Lebedev to the table, staring at his feet, or to the documents that he held in his arms for his curly-haired lover. 
Nikita wanted to make Pasha a pleasant surprise, and ordered some exotic food for them, and arranged a lunch at the Ministry. And when he told his beloved, Pasha was truly uncomfortable. Pavlov could not tell anyone the terrible secret that had been tormenting him for months.  He was starving, and no one, not even Nikita, knew.
Anxiety reached its climax when Pavel saw what was before him: food prepared especially for him. Paranoia beat him internally, worse than the clubbing and kicks from the police, mentally and physically draining him. Pasha got nervous whenever he shared a meal with his lover, and ate very small amount of food. Then immediately ran to the bathroom afterwards, feeling ashamed of himself as he used his fingers to force himself to vomit.  He would quietly sob over a urinal afterwards. He loved and trusted Nikita, but the fear of being poisoned dominated that trust, which caused him much more pain. This is another reason why Pasha did not consider himself worthy of love, even from such the pretentious, but sensitive and kind man like Nikita Lebedev.
"Where were they?"
Nikita dipped his hands in his pants pockets, trying to find the keys to his office, until suddenly, he heard a rustling sound behind him. He turned back to find a least joyful picture: his lover panting and leaning against the wall, then gently falling to the floor. The documents that he had been holding were scattered across the floor like autumn leaves.
"Oh God, Pasha!" - the keys that fell to the floor and rang loudly. What pulled him out of the rush of memories was Nikita, who had just sat him back down on the couch. He held a mug of ordinary tea he had grabbed from the table, and he had the warmest smile of all on his face.
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"It seems that our surprise dinner is canceled today," Lebedev shrugged, his free hand wrapped around Pasha’s shoulder and pulled him closer. "But that doesn't mean I'll let your stomach stay empty."  Nikita handed the mug to the younger man.  Anxiety filled Pavel’s head once more, as he stared at the mug. On one hand, the worry that the drink was poisoned ran through his head, but on the other...
Nikita never did anything wrong to him, and he didn’t want to hurt him badly by refusing.  He took the mug, and took a small sip from it.  The liquid warmed Pasha's body from the inside, causing him to smile involuntarily. It seems that he will not meet with the toilet stall today.
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nyan-ryder · 11 months
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Based Roleplay I had with @nyan-ryder anyways here Flitz almost about lose another finger (GETITBECAUSEHE-) anyways (btw this not a ship)
four armed alien fish gambler named Flitz belongs to @nyan-ryder
Art and Oc belongs to me aka @captain-melloartblog
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nyan-ryder · 11 months
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I hear the BLOSC fandom is coming back!! Hello!!!
This is Secretary, your classic sassy cartoon secretary character. She’s gay as hell and doesn’t give a shit about much
Redbubble!
Commissions!
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nyan-ryder · 11 months
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Damn, maybe I’ll reconsider my opinion on porn bots if they commission me
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nyan-ryder · 11 months
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Mr Fred man :-)
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nyan-ryder · 11 months
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With the FNAF movie coming soon, I started thinking about my very first FNAF OCs! I’ve been coming up with some ideas to incorporate them into their own thing, and that starts with redesigns!!
For now! This is Tonya the Cat Maid, and Candy Cane the Cat! These OCs were so near and dear to little Nyan’s heart, and I want to do right by them
Commission Sheet!
Redbubble!
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nyan-ryder · 1 year
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Thomas!! I can’t believe he’s canonically aroace, we’ve won
Get him as a pin for pride month here!
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nyan-ryder · 1 year
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I did another one!!! Find it here!! It comes in pin form too!
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