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butchdykenormallen · 2 months
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new ocs!!!! (making two others for them dw)
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vidawhump · 3 months
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Dear Valentine
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CW/TW: Captivity whump, winged whumpee, idk this one’s just fluffy
“Elias, don’t be like that. Just come down and eat your breakfast.”
Elias refused to respond to his captor, continuing to gaze out the window. The cities were right there. And just beyond that, the forests. His home, his family, his freedom, were right at his fingertips. So close, yet so far away. His life was taken away by Cassidy, and no matter how much she might romanticize the exhibitions, he hated it all. He tucked himself away in his wings, desperately trying to ignore Cassidy.
“C’mon, starling, it’s Valentine’s Day! Everyone is here to-“
“I’m not a starling. The starlings were my friends. …Don’t talk about them.”
Elias would normally bite back and start a fight with Cassidy, but he was burnt out. He would bite her in the ass tomorrow, but not today. Cassidy sighed in frustration, and Elias heard a light tap on the table below the windowsill.
“Be stage-ready by noon. Eat your food. And…” A pause. Cassidy never hesitates. “Happy Valentine’s Day. Love you.” With that, she left the room, long brown hair rippling behind her like the rivers back home. It shut with a sharp click.
Hell no. What was that? Her voice carried mild traces of… sympathy? Empathy? No. She has Elias trapped here. She’s using him. Soon. He’ll be out soon.
Elias swung out from the windowsill, angling his wings to soften the fall. Neglecting the tray of berries that Cassidy had left for him, he brought his attention to the concerningly large pile next to it. It consisted of what seemed to be hundreds of Valentine's cards, envelopes, and assorted candy hearts. And a letter opener. Of course, Cassidy wanted him to open them all. Maybe when he finished, he could shred the papers and make a mess of his room. That’s sure to piss her off.
Idly shuffling through the stacks of magentas, pinks, purples, and assorted “romantic” colors, Elias stopped at a deep maroon envelope. Unlike the others with their cheesy hearts, cupids, and pitiful declarations of love, this one had barely any details. It was dented in the corners as if it was beaten up during delivery. The outside was entirely bare, save for a matte black wax stamp, sealing it all shut. In the middle of the stamp was a crow with outspread wings. Elias’ breath caught in his throat. There was only one person who could’ve sent this.
He stumbled to fly back up to the windowsill, where the sunrise dripped in soft pinks and purples behind the cityscape. Feathers fluttering behind him, Elias scrambled his way onto the ledge with the envelope and letter opener in hand. He barely managed to open the envelope before pulling out a hastily folded loose-leaf notebook paper. Most of the paper had unrelated notes and to-do lists hastily scribbled into the corners. Between a due date reminder from months before and a dried coffee stain, were a small cluster of hearts in spotty red pen. He couldn't help but cry when he saw the familiar handwriting.
Dear Valentine
It’s been a minute, hasn’t it? Molly misses you. She’s walking all over my paper as I write this. You might see tiny bites on the paper because she literally won’t leave me alone. She knows that she can get away with anything, I swear.
New Years passed me by. I went on a walk just before midnight to stargaze under our favorite tree. And I swear, before the fireworks covered everything up, right when the clocks struck midnight, the stars glowed just a little brighter. I think between everything that’s going on, that might be a good sign. :)
The forests are quiet without you. I miss your rambunctious energy firing up the whole flock, and the way you know you were born to be a leader. The kids are asking where you went, and I can only keep up the excuse of a spontaneous solo migration for so long. I miss finding your fluffy feathers in absolutely everything I own, and the way you would make a nest of blankets on my bed and hide out in my room when you got sick. Molly likes playing with the feathers that are still lying around. She’s collecting them in a fuzzy pile in her corner. Molly wants you to come home. It’ll happen soon.
Recently, I’ve only worn your hoodies and sweaters, the ones with holes in the back for your wings. Physically, it’s colder, but it makes me feel that much closer to you. The bed is lonely without you. I miss the way I would wake up to your primary feathers all up in my face, you sprawled out all over the bad and hoarding all the blankets. If I pile up the blankets next to me with your feathers, and if I close my eyes, for just a minute, I can pretend you’re still here with me.
You’ll be out soon. I promise I’ll help you escape. I have a plan, and I know you’ll catch on fast.
Eden <3
And taped to the last page were wilted rose petals. There was a rose bush just outside his window. Elias pressed up against the window and peered down at the small bush, which was mysteriously missing a few roses. Eden was here. Eden knows exactly where he is and has a plan to get him out.
Elias felt his heart flutter, reminiscing on memories he and Eden shared. Not even the forests know what the nature of their relationship is. Romantic, platonic, does it even matter? Elias and Eden are the light of each other’s lives, so why try to label their dynamic?
Elias took a deep breath, looking out his window. The pink had slowly bled into a cloudy blue. Gripping the paper to his chest, the future was looking a little brighter for Elias.
He should probably get to opening all the other cards. Happy Valentine’s Day, indeed.
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Did Tiadrin, Lain, Ethari, and Runaan meet Rayllum's babies?
I’m not sure, but let’s assume they do!
Rojen and Runaan have similar personalities in some ways—sharp, focused, dedicated, and rather grumpy—and get along famously. Runaan was extremely hesitant about Rayla’s marriage to Callum, and it’s not until Rojen’s birth that he’s won over (though he never admits it).
Aylin is very attached to Ethari. They’re both homebodies, and she spends hours chattering his ear off while they bake together. When she’s older, he also teaches her a bit of metalworking. She has no interest in weapons, but she loves making jewelry and other trinkets!
Saija thinks her grandmother Tiadrin is just about the coolest person ever. Rayla wonders why she finds Grandma’s Dragonguard stories so much more interesting than her own (Callum assures her it’s a just grandparent thing).
Elias, to everyone’s surprise, is closest to Lain. He’s a quiet child, but somehow Grandpa always gets him to giggle.
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jetcat-14 · 1 month
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Update
Elias more cleaned up
And actually some color added its 2 am and can't sleep so drawing time
(still not final design)
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necroticart · 2 years
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I realized recently that a dnd character of mine is essentially just Santa Claus so of course I had to draw him and his daughter *immediately* lol
Sorry I haven’t posted in forever, I just keep forgetting lol
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yanderemommabean · 5 months
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Yandere male, desperately fucking into Reader, whimpering and whining and pleading to cum inside, saying he’s been such a good boy, he’ll do anything, and you just yank on his leash and try to hold on for dear life as the man nearly bends you in half to get deeper and claim even more of you, completely taking away your ability to think let alone talk.
-Mommabean (Its just Elias, really)
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svampira · 3 months
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snack time🤤
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cheesy-cryptid · 6 months
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I can finally post them all as a group! I love my tgogm brainrot 🥹🫶
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yosb · 7 months
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elia, oberyn, arianne. "i was the oldest and yet i am the last" 😢☀️
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luckyclovernb · 2 months
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Some old funnies I drew on stream. Maybe I'll do another one in the future. :,)
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bleaksqueak · 1 month
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Solivaga Tarot - DEATH Because, really, what else would it be? Closeup included so he can be further shamed for the mess.
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vidawhump · 1 month
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Symphony of Stars
Masterpost
Before all hell broke loose, the forests that evening were peaceful. Young fledglings caused mischief while others tried to maintain the chaos. Elias had been sitting on a tree branch, his sleek black wings tucked neatly against his back. He watched in amusement as younger ravens chased each other on the ground, attacking with makeshift swords and shields. He began to let his guard down. There hadn’t been any human hunters in the area recently. There had been minimal mishaps, and his best friend had picked up a bit of his community’s local language, called Aves. Elias’ best friend was a human who called himself Eden. The two were an unlikely duo, mostly because Elias hated all humans with a burning passion. Hell, he often killed any humans he deemed a threat on sight. Exactly how Eden and Elias had grown so close is still something of a mystery, even to themselves.
 While Elias bathed in the sunset’s warmth, panicked caws caught his attention. They were desperate and echoed through the air. A dire cry for help. Elias tumbled out of the treetops to find the distressed cries. He landed in a secluded part of the forest, an area that Elias’ flock avoided to protect the young from frequenting coyotes. But coyotes would have been a much preferred scenario over what transpired that day.
A young fledgling was being wrangled into a net by two humans. Without a second thought, Elias tackled one of the humans to the ground. With flared wings, he crouched on all fours. Before he could pounce on the human holding the young starling captive, they pulled out a pocket knife and held it to the child’s neck.
The human couldn't be bothered to introduce themself or make pleasantries before issuing an ultimatum.
“Come with me or the kid gets it.” Their voice was smooth and feminine, dripping like honey laced with poison. It left a bitter metallic taste in Elias’ mouth. To emphasize their point, they pressed their knife into the soft skin of the child’s throat. Small beads of crimson red dripped to the ground.
“Tick-tock, birdie.”
Heart pounding in his chest, Elias knew he had to make a decision. Granted, he wasn't known for making the best decisions, but could he make any other choice? He was stupidly self-sacrificial, and this was a fledgling in danger. No, no matter how many times he reminisced about the event, he knew he couldn't have made any other choice.
Unmoving from his position, he bowed his head, just enough to show the dangerous human he could be pliant. Watching and calculating, the human holding the fledgling signaled the other towards Elias. He desperately wanted to attack the humans. He remembered the same mantras he’d been repeating and proved to himself his whole life: Humans are evil, they are toxic beings that destroy everything they touch, and they will find you, and they will kill everyone you love, and then yourself.
Eden was human, but he was only the one-in-a-million benevolent human from a virulent species. If a few rotten apples spoiled the whole barrel, the entire orchard must be wasting away.
The human cuffed his hands behind his back, his feet together, and taped his wings so they couldn’t expand. The honeyed voice spoke again, though not to Elias.
“Don’t damage the bird, we want to keep his wings relatively intact.”
He initially assumed the humans wanted to kill him and used the fledgling as bait. After all, he had been viciously defending his flock for years. He’d dedicated his whole life to keeping his community safe. It’d make sense for them to try and kill Elias. But it seemed as if they were going to keep him alive. There was absolutely no reason for them to be keeping him alive. Wouldn’t that only be a hindrance? If it wasn’t, he was going to be an absolute menace for as long as they had him detained.
The human threatening the fledgling had wispy long brown hair and deep green eyes. Those pine-green eyes bore into him as she watched the other human tape his wings. Seemingly satisfied with Elias’ new restraints, they handed their knife off to the other human. While taking the knife, the sharpest end between his fingertips, the other human bent down and whispered into the fledgling’s ear.
“Go and sow the seeds of chaos .”
He smacked the fledgling’s shoulder, dangerously close to where she had been cut, and a sinister smile took over his face as the starling fled the scene. The brown-haired human shot him a dirty glare.
“What are you trying to do? We’re supposed to make a clean escape, not let the kid run rampant and make a scene! Cmon, we need to get the bird out of here. Uncuff his legs so he can walk by himself. I don’t wanna carry him. He smells weird.”
Elias scowled at the brown-haired human, mildly offended that she called him out on an entirely true fact.
The human that was bending down to uncuff his legs, stared at him. He whispered to the brown-haired human.
“…Cassidy, I think the bird knows English.”
After a brief pause, he spoke again.
“Cassidy, it knows you called it stinky.”
Cassidy gazed down at Elias, an inscrutable expression on her face. Something of confusion was prevalent. She wasn't sure how to feel about the bird knowing she called him stinky. Or that the bird creature spoke the same language she did.
She shook off the notion and moved on.
“Whatever, it doesn't matter. Uncuff him, we have to go.”
The other human took the cuffs off his ankles and hoisted him up. He guardedly followed behind the two humans out of the woods. The one called “Cassidy” led him by a chain connected to his handcuffs. Elias was itching to be freed from the cuffs. Several times, he strained his wings to try and break the tape. He wasn't very discreet about it though, and the humans caught on quickly. This only resulted in more layers of tape on his wings. Elias hated how sticky it felt on his feathers.
He slightly relaxed with the knowledge that the starling was safe. He couldn't forget the image of the young starling under the human’s blade. Their wings were stiff and body trembling. Pitch black eyes wide and glossy with fear. He could almost feel the starling’s heart pounding alongside his own.
At least they’re safe now, he thought. He gazed up at the darkened sky. The sunset had long passed, and the stars twinkled brightly above him. He couldn’t help but think they were taunting him. They were free, roaming the vastness of space, and he was here, tied up and led out of the forests he called home.
The silvery crescent moon peeked at Elias from behind the treeline. On any other night like this, he and Eden would climb to the top of his favorite hill and stargaze. Every night they would talk about everything there is and nothing at all. He wasn’t quite sure how to define their relationship. But they made each other happy, so there wasn’t much else to it.
He missed Eden. Yet there Elias was, not alone, but lonelier than ever before. Led away from his home, seen by nobody except the crescent moon and shining stars.
Featherbound Taglist: @whumpy-wyrms @rainbowsandwhumperflies
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Get to know my Rayllum kids!
I'm going to have questions open for my Rayllum fanbabies, because I love them! Please send asks if you'd like!
(I meant to post this yesterday when I had the day off, so apologies if replies are slow!)
Bios:
Rojen | Aylin | Saija | Elias
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jetcat-14 · 1 month
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Playing and made an image of my Hilda OC
(This is just an idea of her )
Elias
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mrrwsoup · 2 months
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boyfriend ocs!!
Going to give each of his ocs a little introduction so there's more context into each of them! Also here's his toyhouse you can see more of his art and characters
Mamba
buried alive for his indiscretions, incidentally dug up and blackmailed into becoming a graverobbing accomplice
involved with Dirge
Jackson
career thief with amnesia and multiple bionic prosthetics. invasive...
involved with Micajah
Elias
calistoga importing co. vice president. suave and sadistic
involved with Rueben
Westley
dominating ceo of calistoga importing co.
involved with Kryl
Ruckus
sexy vampire....owns a record store
involved with Jules
Zero
mall goth knifethrower in crime circus, comes across creepy but is actually quite softhearted
involved with Nova
Morrigan
popstar diva that (almost) always gets what he wants
involved with Trinity
Rowdy
socialite and hardworking secretary for calistoga importing co
involved with Midas
Blythe
former model, now a costume designer for the circus
involved with Meyer
Valentine
dedicated little priest who catches the attention of a demon
alternatively in modern au, guardian angel who gets pulled down from heaven to serve the rituals of an aspiring black metal artist and occultist
involved with Silas
Julian
cultured victorian gentleman and heir, killed in an accident and becomes a demon
involved with Cyril
Hutch
elegant alpha male of a longwithstanding pack
involved with Kaan
Doll
surgically altered to become the perfect wife
involved with Wolf
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ah-jiing · 7 months
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My (Draconic Bloodline) Sorcerer Tav, Elia, to go with the resident Wizard. The tragic backstory is still getting polished but in the meantime she's quite smitten with her ticking time bomb Wizard beau, enough to sit through a long-winded lesson (unnecessary, in her opinion) on the intricacies of spell-casting.
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