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famina · 4 months
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Here he is ! It really did become the blog that it is now once he showed up I think !
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oclifer · 1 year
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i MADE this in OC Life. It's a free dress-up game but also has like a ton of other stuff to do and it's really social. i've been calling it:
"kawaii facebook"
i'm definitely going to post here to showcase it all. i've never seen an ad for this app, so i'm doing them a favor and sharing it's aweseomeness.
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tastylemonbread · 4 months
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i stg i thought i posted these already. btw theyre all gods. theres more gods than just those four btw. btw.
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the-makers-daughter · 6 months
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🌓 and I'll share how my OC handles moments of uncertainty.
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When Eideard is still alive, Nyörun typically just consults him for advice. His wisdom is a great comfort for her, especially since he always seemed so understanding of her needs.
After his passing, however, she found much more solace in solitude. Whenever she is uncertain or overcome with stress, she excuses herself for a walk...
Only in this case, it's airborne.
Simply put, she flies!
It's a great reliever at making her problems seem small, sometimes literally! Flying also gives her the opportunity to work out her problems before making rash decisions.
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feraura17 · 1 year
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Part 4
after trying to kill herself and being rushed to the hospital, she survives, because something keeps her alive, as if someone tells her "don't die, please, they need you, continue your life" And O.J talks about why she said all that in the answers when Top Hat did that to her, and wanting to end her own life and didn't want to say that she liked Top Hat, because she felt like Top Hat didn't like her but deep down Top Hat did like her, they just needed to tell each other
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areslmk · 8 months
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Should I make one more acc for my goofy's life? 🤔
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candy-bandaid · 1 year
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nosongunsung11 · 7 months
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collection of posts for a very specific dynamic
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itsbrucey · 4 months
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Big fan of sun motifs in characters not necessarily being about positivity and happiness and how they're so " bright and warm" but instead being about fucking brutal they are.
Radiant. A FORCE of nature that will turn you to ash. That warmth that burns so hot it feels like ice. Piercing yellow and red and white. A character being a Sun because you cannot challenge a Sun without burning alive or taking everything down with them if victorious.
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liquidstar · 5 months
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Yes, Greece still exists, we didn't all die 2000 years ago. Yes, people speak Greek. You people are so fucking stupid for real. So many of you claim to love ancient shit but can't even acknowledge the actual living culture of the people whose mythology and classics you romanticize. You keep leaving annoying comments about how you just forget Greek people still exist, thinking you're being quirky because you love ancient stuff soooo much that you forgot about the people it came from. You think about it so little you don't even realize that an actual Greek person has to read this shit, making it clear how little you actually care about the culture beyond the romanticized (and westernized) mythology. Don't claim you love Greece, don't use our mythology anymore if you can't acknowledge that we're still around without making it about how little you think about us. It's mind boggling that you'd think a Greek person would read this and think you're anything but obnoxious. Explode.
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famina · 10 months
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I'm trying something else ! I wanted to draw Yomi in different stage of his life ! Even tho I love all the kink stuff, I do like to draw my ocs in other settings. Would that be something you guys want to see or not ?? I actually REALLY want to know ! Please tell me in the comments !
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ninjadeathblade · 3 months
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Febuwhump Day Nine: (Alt. Prompt) Immortality
Warnings: Reference to dying, mentions of natural disasters, swearing
Word count: 513
Author's notes: I took one look at this and knew immediately which of my OCs to write it for.
Dusk watched. And waited. And grew bored.
“Death?”
The otherworldly being appeared beside him. “Yes, little star?”
Dusk pointed to a spot on the planet. “Can I go down? Just for a little while?”
Death sighed and sat beside him. “You know we cannot. The only reason that I and Life intervened before was because we had to.” They paused before continuing. “Also, we would prefer for you to not start another apocalypse.”
Years passed.
Time felt so slow here.
Dusk watched with both happiness and pain as Dawn grew older.
When they died the planet shook, a crater forming through the middle of what remained of the Elven Kingdom.
Death and Life both appeared to reprimand him.
“What the fuck were you thinking?!” Death shrieked, wings fluttering nervously behind them as they tried to keep their own emotions in check.
Life was teleporting between the planet and their location, seemingly trying to do some sort of damage control.
“An earthquake?” Life said at one point. “Why?”
Dusk bit back the truth.
Life sighed, patted him on the back, then disappeared again.
Death didn't hang around for much longer before teleporting away as well.
A large boom sounded and Dusk whipped his head around to see where it came from.
Oh.
Well.
He guessed Death's newest pet project planet was gone now.
More months rolled by. Then years. Centuries.
It was almost painful to watch as the planet that was once his home changed.
Wars. Starvation. Poverty. Crime.
At least Dawn's descendants were mostly alright.
He remembered when he found out that he was going to have a niece.
That was…
Fuck, how long had it been?
Either way, she'd died…
When?
Dusk teleported to a distant planet, one Life had gifted to him ages ago.
Yeah, ages ago was definitely correct.
No room for mistake with that, it was only a week or two after he passed over and joined them and Death.
The planet was entirely white at the moment.
No plants, atmosphere, water, nothing.
He snapped his fingers and a singular tree popped into existence, a swing hanging from it.
His mother used to have one like that, he just about remembered that.
Dusk crossed to the swing, sitting down and pushing his feet into the blank ground.
I mean, did he even really need to be here?
As if sensing his dilemma, Life appeared in front of him, dozens of golden and silver eyes narrowed. “No.”
“I wasn't gonna do anything,” Dusk objected, swaying his body in motion with the swing.
Life went intangible as his feet kicked through their face. “No but you were wondering. If you are bored then I would suggest actually working on this place.”
Dusk let out a long, put-open sigh. “Do I have to?”
Life shrugged, wings jostling behind them. “No. However, it may distract you for a little while.”
They had a point.
Eternity was kind of a long time to just sit around and watch a planet that he cared less about now that the people he cared about weren't there.
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oclifer · 1 year
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the-makers-daughter · 2 years
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What a Day To Spend Inside
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Just a short drabble since it’s getting colder where I live. Just Nyorun experiencing the seasons on Earth for the first time without anyone else.
Putting under the cut for the strong start!~
TW: Mentions of blood and gore in the beginning
The air stunk something vile. The sinew from the undead mixing with demon blood. The angel blood and gore was no better. The dragoness thought it was amusing that the angels thought so highly of themselves when they smelled the same in death. Sure there were differences, but the soil in the earth did not care. It was all absorbed back to nourish the ground. Or rather, what little was left to be nourished. Luckily for the cobalt she-dragon, there was another scent carried on the wind. 
Rain.
This would be perfect, she thought to herself. Her fur protecting from the cold chill that the wind was bringing. It seemed the Earth was trying to return to some sort of equilibrium. She was told before from some of the human survivors about how the seasons on Earth happened. The first few rainstorms Nyörun experienced with the humans, the rain was disgusting. It was rusty red, and stung to the touch. The storms did not seem to carry those chemicals anymore, and she assumed this is was rain was supposed to be like, as some of her human wards remembered how fond they were of the sounds and smells.
The feathers on her wings ruffled in excitement as her long tail swept the ground, uncaring of the refuse it dragged along. She tried her best to keep herself cleanly, but some days there just was no point. Besides, she had a working bath in her den. One of the benefits to the knowledge her family gave her growing up. Her blue eyes turned upwards towards the sky as she heard the distinctive rumble, accompanied by even stronger winds. She was close enough to her den she would not need to fly. There was also an incident where she did try to fly through a storm.
A shudder went up her spine as she thought about it once more. A human told her that that storm was not the norm and that she had nothing to be afraid of. Yea right. Like she’d ever try that again.
As the first drops hit the soil, she caught the scent that humans seemed so fond of, and she had to admit... when the rain was clean, it was nice. Almost comforting. It was starting to smell like home, if only barely.  Her muzzle raised up to the sky as she let the water hit and soak up into her fur as the storm centered over her location. It was cleansing. Not just her fur and claws, but her spirit. She felt revitalized. Arising from her seated position, Nyörun slinked to her den. It was a rather sturdy underground cave. It had a humble beginning, such as a crevasse opening that was almost too narrow for her natural form to slip through, so she knew The Destroyer would not be able to squeeze his own stocky body through. It separated her just enough from the outside world that most demons or angels would not even bother exploring it, and if they did? They were disposed of ruthlessly.
“Father, I’ve returned.” 
The dragoness murmured softly as she entered into the main chamber of her den. It stayed consistently warm, as Nyörun manipulated lava flows to help heat things. It took her a lot longer than she would have liked to admit to craft the elegant pillars holding up the walls.  at the center of the main chamber was a hall the went into an altar room, and at the end, a statue of the maker Elder Eideard. Crafted to look just like him. Such care went into the statue one would think it was the real thing. If it was not at least twenty feet tall. her claws softly tapped against the stone floor as she headed towards the bath chamber. It was the size of a very large pond, as it was large enough to cradle the dragoness in a way that she could submerge her body and lay her head on the floor surrounding the oversized sunken in tub.
Despite the depth of Nyörun’s lair, she could hear the rain outside washing away today’s grime and worries. It was a soothing sound that lulled the dragoness off to sleep with a heavy sigh.
Tomorrow would be a new day.
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feraura17 · 1 year
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Part 3 Continuing
after the quarrel, The results would already get out of control in her psychology, her anxiety increases and she ends up shooting herself, an ambulance was called quickly, the tugboats and her father, Captain Star, They are waiting and hoping that she will ok survive but that we are not sure if she will stay alive or will die
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mellowwillowy · 6 months
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A Husband Duty (GN, NSFW)
Instead of another normal love making session, you ask him to do more to you (FIC, junkie reader, IMG., more in Husband...)
—𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 - 𝑳𝑰𝒇𝑬 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕
Yan! Husband who just loves you so much that it turns into another worshipping session instead of fucking you raw without any condom on.
Yan! Husband who just eats you out / gives you head nonstop until you are overstimulated, the whole bed is wet with your cum and drool, his boxer drenched in cum as he ruts himself against the bed sheet.
Yan! Husband whose fingers teased the insides of your clenching hole, hitting that spot that makes your toes curl and eyes roll to the back. Yes, just loll out your tongue and he'll take it for granted with his mouth, sucking and licking it while he relishes in the way you whine.
Yan! Husband who will actually cum undone just from lapping up your sweet nectar, drinking it all like a thirsty man who is lost in the Sahara desert.
Yan! Husband who refuses any of your attempts in giving him head, nuh-uh, he wants to focus on you and you only. He is already wetting his boxer with his cum, what more do you want? Splatter it all over your face and hair? He'd be so fine with just your hole ♡
Yan! Husband whose cock twitches so much when it is only the tip that enters you, imagine the whole thing filling you full and deep, he is already shaking from the ejaculation, cumming deep inside you. Do you think he is done as a '5 second, take it or leave it?'
Yan! Husband who has a questionable way of ejaculating but his stamina is not to be doubted. He will pound himself deep into you while his sperm paints your insides white. Every time he pulls out, the cum would immediately pool out from your hole only to be refilled with another. (Honestly, as expected from someone inhumane)
Yan! Husband who will not stop kissing you, be it your face, lip, body, or anything as long as it's you. Can you imagine the amount of hickeys you'll be waking up to? These will surely show the servants and others just how cherished you are in his hand.
Yan! Husband who will coax more of your sweet moans, pushing your limit further with every session you have with him, yes, he will fuck you till the sun rises if you can accommodate to him. The idea of it makes his cock twitches again, he needs to be clamped tight by you.
Yan! Husband who will not stop abusing your sex, pleasuring you with his fingers as he gives you a second stimulation while he is still hammering his cock into you.
"W-why, why do you have so much c-cum, in you-!?"
"I don't know dear, maybe it's because of you. You are driving me nuts every day!"
Yulian is such a healthy man ^^ how much litter does he have left to fill you up? Ah, the bulge... it's so arousing to see your stomach bulging with his cock and cum.
Yan! Husband, the King of Aftercare, bathing you with the finest body care, roses floating while his face nuzzled up in your neck. Please, don't do anything you will regret, you don't want him to hammer his cock into you again, the whole bathtub might be his cum instead!
Yan! Husband who kisses you to sleep, letting you rest after hours of fucking you dumb. It seems like the euphoria is gone and he has regained his sanity, evident from how he's thinking how to cover all these hickeys and bite marks.
Yan! Husband who presses his lip to all those marks, kissing it better while occasionally licking some.
Maybe he shouldn't help you cover it after all.
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