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I LOST MY PEN CRIES
How do I continue 😔 (I'm dramatic af)
#50 bucks says mc will get smacked#star crossed myth#siren's deepwaters#scm#scm scorpio#star crossed myth scorpio#oc art
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This fandom has a lot of artists, so maybe everyone knows but there's a thing called Artfight; https://discord.gg/artfight and you just kind of like draw, and you can draw other people's works as a sort of "attack," they're doing theme picking right now but it goes on for all of July, you aren't restricted on just drawing the other team though you can draw people on your side aswell, I've never been able to make it 'cause I get busy but it seems pretty fun thought maybe you or someone else'd be interested
Omg- I just saw this– cnskndlcmosnc I'm so sorry ಥ ‿ ಥ
But I've heard of that through close artist friends and cousins! They've encouraged me to join as well (and some almost tempted me) but idk I just never really felt like it. Maybe some day I'll join (≡^∇^≡)
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Kidnapper: I have your child
The King: which one? I have too many
Kidnapper: he keeps glaring at me, and say how a lowly human could kidnap a God
The King: oh, you have Scorpio. You can keep him
Kidnapper: wait, what? no!!!
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Nom
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Happy Valentines
[whitney whitney pun words here]
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When he's supposed to be easy to draw because half of his face is covered but you're stressed because his hair is styled really weird:
Scorpio, I love you. But what the fuck–
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Reintroducing my pc again but this time I'll try to introduce all of them (if I can)
#siren's deepwaters#dol#my fingers were itching to upload this for months now#whitney the bully#smol Whit appearance in the corner there but it counts right?#dol pc#oc art#Primrose the kind
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Chat I don't know what I'm doing,,
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So I wanted to make the gods and a few mcs in the sims,,
Do you think human Scorpio would wear piercings or not? 👉👈
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Scam-Crossed Myth
Let's talk about the schedule of the month for SCM events and make a little comparison:
"Loved by the Baddest Step Brothers": This story cost 800 coins for 8 episodes, so I guess it's pretty long...
In the same time, for the 10th anniversary of SCM, we have to spend 100 coins for three short episodes, without a real end because you need to play the gatcha VIP event at the end of the month to have a real end (so with hearts, and if you don't have the VIP pass OR money to buy hearts, you just have one free spin and bye)...
Voltage should be ashamed, or maybe SCM fans like so much to be scammed it works, I don't know.
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NEED MWEHEHEHEH








Tokyo Debunker MC / OC Template
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SHARING TO READ FOR LATER HEHEHEHEHE
"Destroying itself"
Genre: fluff
Pairing: Scorpio × goddess!reader
Warnings: mentions of Scorpio's past. So MILD mention of death and blood. VERY MILD THOUGH!!
For the January prompts (the link takes you to the specific prompts and the blog itself. So credits to the writer of this blog post for the prompts and for inspiring me.)
A/N: In this fic, Reader is daughter of the king. A concept @mairablue inspired in me with her gorgeous Scorpio fic😭🌹🌹. I just love love love the thought of Scorpio being in love with a Reader of much higher rank than him and being embarrassed and flustered and just... FLUSTERED!!!! UUURGHHH. Also, this fic takes place a little after Scorpio became a god, so that's why he cannot understand basic feelings in him or other people; like attraction or friendliness. ALSO, Zyglavis is Vice-Minister in this fic and Scorpio is just a random god working in the Department of Punishments (because obviously, Scorpio didn't become Vice-Minister immediately!) And yeah...... I would love to make this into a series, if I see that you guys enjoy it too!!🌹🌹🌹🌹

Prompt: The new guy (Day 16 January 2025)
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(Scorpio's pov)
Stepping in when I did was an accident. But if I could turn back time, I am not sure if I would've refrained from turning the doorknob.
The sun was blinding, spilling into the room of the palace like arrows, piercing my eyes and... My heart... Did they hit my heart too?
Because, as I gazed before me, I felt it squeeze and shift ever so slightly, a new feeling, which I was not sure why I was experiencing.
Maybe something was wrong. Maybe my body really couldn't handle godhood after all and was now destroying itself slowly.
Whispers...
The handmaidens flocking around the princess whispered and fussed underneath their breaths.
"The new guy—"
"—used to be human."
"No way!"
"—remember him."
"What is he doing here, in the princess's—"
They didn't stop whispering, but to me, it's as if they did. Because I could no longer hear them through the blood rushing through my ears, faster than my racing heart, as princess (name), daughter of the king of the Heavens stood up from the chair by her boudoir.
She looked... Not horrible.
Her hair were braiding into an intricate pattern befitting of a princess like her, every strand adorned with golden jewellery and hairpins and tiny diamonds resembling stars.
Her light tunic swayed, as she took a step away from her handmaidens, so they wouldn't be able to hear us and approached my spot at the doorway, where I stood completely still, like an iced blade plunged into the soil and left there for centuries, as if cursed.
"Can I help you?" She spoke and her voice was weird. It wasn't hideous. And it didn't anger me. It was... Unsettlingly strange. I wanted to say I didn't like the way it made me feel—so uncertain and confused—but it was as if something inside me stopped me from saying such a thing.
My shoulders turned stiff, as our eyes met and my gloved thumbs dug into the documents I held so tightly, they wrinkled.
She noticed and I hurried to adjust my hold on them. What would Vice-Minister, Zyglavis, say? He wouldn't be proud that I was ruining important document.
I breathed in deeply. "I've come to deliver confidential documents to his majesty." I said, my voice cold, like it always is and I could see the women in the corner begin to whisper again, from the corner of my eye.
"I see." I smiled and I felt dizzy.
How awful. How... How... I don't know.
"I'm afraid you've got the wrong door." She said, with a voice so gentle and kind, I suspected she was good at mocking me without me noticing. "My father's throne room is three doors farther down this hall."
I looked around, taking in my surroundings, a habit I picked up during my time trapped in that horrid life of bloodshed I led back on Earth.
‘Take in your surroundings. Size. Exits. Objects. Memories the space... You should have less chances of dying.’
A lecture we all received during training as young children, who didn't even possess the ability to read or write—although we should've given our age at the time—the circumstances forcing us to memories shapes.
Straight lines. Slopes. Circles. Corners. Codes purely for survival purposes.
So that's what I'm doing now, taking in the elegant and glamorous decor of the room. A plush carpet with golden accents. A huge and broad canopy bed—also with gold. Floor-to-ceiling windows. A chandelier. A boudoir.
"This is my room." She said, interrupting my thinking.
"Your... Room..." I repeated. I swallowed down a lump I don't remember being in my throat mere minutes ago.
She chuckled and my eyebrows furrowed, my throat closing in. "Yes. But it's okay." She said, waving a delicate hand. A hand too soft and breakable and so...
I inspected her hand and the rings decorating some of her fingers. And yet I still couldn't name this horrible feeling gripping my lungs and choking me slowly and cruelly.
"Your name is Scorpio." She said. "Correct?"
I nodded with a curt grunt, my eyes narrowed suspiciously on her.
She just kept... Smiling. "I'm (name)." She introduced herself, as if I didn't know the daughter of the king, her highness. "It was nice meeting you."
"Yeah. Whatever." I looked away and hurried out of her room as quickly as my legs would take me.
My heart was pounding loudly and I groaned to myself.
Why? I haven't been running at all.
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"The summer afternoon"
Genre: fluff/royalty au
Pairing: human!Aigonorus × reader
Warnings: none
For the January prompts (the link takes you to the specific prompts and the blog itself. So credits to the writer of this blog post for the prompts and for inspiring me.)
A/N: AIGOOOOOOOOOOOOO💜💜💜💜 ENJOYYYYY 💓💓💓💓💓💓🥳🥳🥳🥳 Aigo got his "AU promotion", as @mairablue said last night 🤣🤣

Prompt: Looks like a baby (Day 13 January 2025)
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A cool afternoon breeze blew by, one that could be found in the throws of August, whenever Earth is telling you that autumn is soon approaching.
I sighed, snuggling closer to Aigonorus' side, my cheek resting on his chest, while his warm hand remained loosely around my waist.
The two of us were laying on the grass, beneath a tall tree, that's been there for ages—which if you walk around it, you'll be able to notice carved initials, surrounded by hearts, proof of how humanity never truly changes at its core. Someone will always crave love and a happily ever after.
"That was nice..." I said quietly, smiling.
Aigonorus hummed in agreement.
"It balanced out the heat, don't you think?"
"Yes..." He said. I looked up at him from where I laid on his chest and admired his gorgeous side profile. The elegant slope of his nose, the gentle cheekbones, the soft and smooth skin. And his hair...
I reached out and tangled my fingers through his dark brown locks.
He smiled, sleepily. "Soft..."
I chuckled and kept playing with his hair, something I've loved doing ever since we were both kids, wandering around the stables, petting the horses and admiring our reflections in the grand fountain of the palace gardens.
Aigonorus' eyes opened all of a sudden.
"Aigo?"
"Did you hear that?" He asked me, sitting up slowly and gazing around him, his dark eyes gleaming in the afternoon sunlight.
"Hear what?" I tried following his line of sight.
"The noise..." He said. And then I heard it too. A soft rustle by the bushes.
"Oh." I lowered my voice, sitting up too. "Now I heard it too."
Aigonorus and I stayed silent, gazing intently at the bushes, when...
A small white bunny crawled out of the bushes, its little rosé nose twitching.
"It's so small." I said quietly, so I wouldn't frighten it. "Looks like a baby."
"So soft." I heard him whisper, as he admired the bunny from afar.
As if drawn to his calming presence, the bunny made its way over to Aigonorus and curled up in his arms.
Aigonorus smiled softly and laid back on the grass, with the bunny in his arms. He spread out his left arm—a signal for me to lay down with him—and then closed his eyes.
I cludded up against him too, just like the bunny did after a short while, the three of us fell asleep, under the afternoon sun and the occasional soothing breeze.
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Spoiler warning fr
star-crossed myth spoiler without context
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"I know you, I've walked with you once upon a dream"
𝙔𝙪𝙞 𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙝 | Pomefiore
Hi,, I just wanted to post one of my ocs👉👈
#siren's deepwaters#oc art#twisted wonderland oc#twisted wonderland#twst oc#twst original character#artists on tumblr#digital art
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The way I realized– to be able to make a Baroque au bot for scm, I had to make Scorpio related to Leon😭
I can only imagine the looks on their faces if they were real HAHAHAH the family drama will be HOT the tea is overflowing fr
I did in fact make them cousins, although Scorpio isn't blood related
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