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katsintriis · 2 years

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OC-tober day 1: Childhood

Full disclaimer, I'm not much of a writer, and idk how many of these I'll actually get through. I just thought these would be a fun way to flesh out some ideas I had for my OCs. But I DID finish at least one! So! That's a pretty big accomplishment for me.

Very short and sweet story about my OC Lyre and his adoptive dad from when he was a wee lad. Story under cut bc I'm shy lmao

(Quick intro - Lyre is a brown rat that got turned into a human boy by experimental black magic. He's around 6 here and still learning how to do human things. Dominic is a widowed woodworker from a religious commune who found him injured in the woods and accidentally adopted him, oops.)

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Lyre was sitting on his elbows and knees on the hard shop floor, watching wooden tops spin around with the rapt attention of a cat stalking a mouse. Dominic was quickly learning that when something caught his curiosity, Lyre could spend hours doing the same seemingly-mundane tasks over and over, soaking up every ounce of information he could get from them. He heard the tak tak tak of wood on wood, the tops bouncing off of each other as they collided mid-spin, then the gentle roll of them coming to a stop on the floor. Dominic’s attention drifted from the carving knife he was using to work on the project in front of him in preparation for what was about to happen next.

Like clockwork, Lyre scooped up the two tops - one carved to look like an acorn and the other a small diamond shape - and dutifully plodded over to where Dominic sat behind the counter, treasures cradled in his little hands as they were offered up to him.

“More.”

“Again,” Dominic prompted as he hoisted himself up from his chair, gingerly to support his aching joints, and received the wooden tops. Despite his age (six? Seven, maybe? Dominic did not have as much experience as Madeline once did with young children) Lyre’s vocabulary was staunchly limited. “Yes”, “no”, and “more” were the only words he had been able to teach him to use with any consistency. This seemed to serve Lyre just fine since he rarely ever left his side, much less the workshop. But if he was going to go out on his own someday, he needed to learn to express himself fully. As taciturn as he was, however, one look at his pale eyes, wide and sparkling with anticipation, was all it took for Dominic to understand exactly what he wanted.

Dominic wasn’t sure if he had grown up around some other native language, or if perhaps he was just shy, but he was convinced that Lyre understood more than he spoke. He and Maddie, rest her soul, never had any children of their own. She was once a school teacher at the church, so she would at least know something of what to do when becoming the sudden caretaker of an adolescent mute child.

As if that were a situation that happened all the time, he groused to himself, and somewhere in the back of his mind he heard Maddie’s voice laughing at him. There were days where Lyre would sit in silence, all day, and do nothing at all, and those were the times he missed his wife the most. Some days, though, were like today - days when Lyre seemed to have the boundless energy a boy his age should. Dominic vastly preferred days like this, even when keeping up with him was tough on his aging knees.

He squatted down, Lyre following quickly behind, and sent the tops spinning once again. Even after twenty or so rounds of this, Lyre was just as enthused as he had been when he was first introduced to the new toys earlier that morning. Dominic rounded the counter once again and leaned back against it, waiting for the tops to topple once more. There was no point in pretending that he was going to get any more work done at this rate.

Tak tak tak, roll… silence.

Not thirty seconds later, a familiar pair of little hands popped up over the counter, just barely able to reach on precariously balanced tippy-toes.

“More.”

“Aye, now listen here, boy,” Dominic sighed, lifting Lyre up by the armpits and plopping him down on top of the counter. “I can’t be bending up and down all day. It’s bad for my arthritis. Why don’t you try to spin them yourself?” He placed the acorn-shaped top back into Lyre’s hands and held the other one up with two fingers as an example. He twisted it slowly a few times to show him the motion, then sent it spinning across the countertop. Lyre watched, clutching his own top, until it spun off the counter and clattered onto the floor below. His eyes shot back up to meet Dominic’s, alight with newfound excitement.

“More!”

“No, no,” Dominic smacked him playfully on the back with one large hand, jostling him until he started giggling. Dominic’s serious act was no match for the boy’s innocent joy. “It’s your turn,” he said, poking Lyre in the chest. “Lyre’s turn. You try.”

Lyre looked at him for a long moment, his mouth twisting until it was more of a scrunch than a smile. He opened and closed it a few times, looking more and more like a confused fish, before Dominic heard him let out a determined breath through his nose.

“Ahh… gen. Gen.”

Dominic froze. “Again? You want to see it again, first?”

Lyre rolled the acorn top between his hands and looked down. “Gen,” he said softly.

Dominic burst into action, almost tripping over himself in his rush to retrieve the other top from where it had fallen on the floor, bad knees be damned. He held it up and moved his hand into position, making sure Lyre was watching him first. “Again. I’m going to show you again,” he said, emphasizing the word slowly. Something in his chest was soaring at the thought that they were having a breakthrough.

“Ahhh-gen.”

“Again.”

“Yes.”

Dominic laughed so hard he felt it in his belly, and though Lyre probably didn’t understand what was so funny, he seemed happy to have contributed to the mood. He continued on with several more “yes”-es until Dominic had to stop to catch his breath. “Again, okay? Watch.”

He spun the top again. Mercifully, it exhausted itself without falling to the floor this time. Lyre picked it up off of the countertop.

“Again,” he said, holding it out to him. Dominic wanted to pitch him into the air in celebration, but settled for ruffling his hair so as not to startle him too badly with his newfound (and frankly overwhelming) rush of pride.

“Good, smart boy. No, not again. Lyre’s turn. Lyre,” he poked him again. Lyre seemed to get the message. He pinched his acorn top in between his fingers, gave it a few aborted starts for practice, then let his top fly.

It did not spin. It did not even touch the countertop. Lyre had accidentally flung his top through the air, where it flew at least six feet and bounced off the floor several times, finally rolling out of sight under one of the shop’s display tables. Lyre pouted.

“No more.”

Dominic had a feeling that his laughter could be heard all the way to the other side of the commune.

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#oc-tober2022 #irl katrina #oc tag #@lyre #@dominic

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caffstrink · 1 month

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Prince Lyre and his beloved ferret Milord

#art #oc #original #lyre #so glad i finally had time to finish it

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coldcigarettes · 15 days

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Apollo with a lyre ☀️

(For the CSP contest)

#watercolors #original art #apollo #lyre #greek gods #greek mythology #painting #traditional art #csp contest

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blue-solstice · 8 months

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A healer and a bard 🎶 I’ve had this for months and kept forgetting to post it lol

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the-puffinry · 7 months

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look at this egyptian (80 CE-100 CE) figurine of a cat playing the lyre

#i KNOW it says harp but come on. harps are not square. kind of doubt it is even a lyre actually as the stripes are horizontal. washboard?#ancient egypt #or really more roman egypt i guess? well it's very cute #cats #ancient art #roman egypt #ceramics

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gortrash · 4 months

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do you ever think about what could’ve been? If we had saved him?

#FINALLY POSTING THESE #SPIDERS LYRE SAW THEM FIRST #being self indulgent on the dashboard #the set up for these was so funny but these are nice #how long do you think it’s been since he’s touched someone tenderly #also while editing this I realised that his claws are split straight through his fingers…#kar'niss #karniss #oc: Neph #baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 #jade’s gifs

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exhausted-undead · 4 months

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okay so I finished this piece in ibispaint and fucking. accidentally cropped some of it on the canvas without making a duplicate. so I lost the high quality version of this and I was mourning at like 3am but we move on

heres erik having his heart torn out - I don't really feel like my art shows all that much emotion usually, so this was out of my comfort zone! lemme know what y'all yhink

#his tears probably taste like lemonade #took thirty hours again #i saw jon robyns on Saturday for phantom and it was a biblical experience #art #digital artist #phantom of the opera #poto #artists on tumblr #erik poto #phanart #the phantom of the opera #my art #illustration #apollos lyre #alw musical

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seasaltandwisdom · 3 months

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good morning and happy sunday, lord apollon,

protector of the young and god of plague.

thank you for the light that shines through my window,

i call this prayer to honor you and express my admiration.

bright shining apollon, hear my words and please enjoy the offerings i give you throughout the day.

it will be as you allow it 💛

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nemfrog · 20 days

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Young singer's friend. 1859. Cover.

Internet Archive

#book cover #covers #gold gilt #lyre #musical instruments #nemfrog #1859 #19th century

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zmaragdos · 5 months

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baby hermes gifts the tortiseshell lyre to apollo

(inspired by this comic by the fantastic @medusaspeach)

#apollo #hermes #baby hermes #hermes gifts apollo the tortiseshell lyre #homeric hymn to hermes iv

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kaeyachi · 28 days

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hello everyone i just remembered that kaeya's alt skin has him wearing nail polish and if you take out the outer layer hes wearing a backless haltertop and that he actually has several daggers hidden in the outfit and that his hair is no longer a lovelock it is now fully long hair and that he has a tiny heart-shaped boob window left but in exchange he gets a lowerback window and he is also wearing tons of jewelry that he couldnt wear on his work uniform and that his vision is a mix of khaenri'ah and mondstadt because thats what he really wishes to have and that he willingly takes the time to put the entire outfit on just to be sure that everything is perfect and g u y s... kaeya skin appreciation coz hoyo fr cooked with that one

#i am forcing myself to finish the aranara quest #that means lyre playing #that means i get to stare at kaeya's hands #and then i was like “oh! NAIL POLISH!”#kaeyachi randoms #kaeya #kaeya alberich

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caffstrink · 5 months

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