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My really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really old OC from TES! I've created her when I was 15 y.o. and played Morrowind. Her name is T'sabani and she was raised by the khajiit caravan troupe 💃💃💃

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The most handsome and alluring lion of the whole Greece and The Dreaming! Birthday gift for my friend Arita, I love Cryt with all my heart and soul🩵🩵🩵

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The most handsome and alluring lion of the whole Greece and The Dreaming! Birthday gift for my friend Arita, I love Cryt with all my heart and soul🩵🩵🩵

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🌸🌸COMMISSIONS AS SWEET AS HONEYYYYYYYYYY🌸🌸

I want to start taking commissions here, so I'll take some portrait comms of your dearest darlings for 11$ -Humanoids only -Full pre-payment via Hipolink -Deadline: from 1 week to 3 -Examples below Have a great day!!! (Also would be grateful for reblog!)

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Commission art for @aethismantis and her rebel cuties! Be careful, don't step on other friends👁️👁️

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Hello everyone! I am Yaga.

My previous account was deleted even though I didn't break any rules. Unfortunately, I can't restore it because the administration is ignoring my emails. But I want to share my work with the world and will slowly rebuild my blog (ಡ‸ಡ)

I mostly draw oc from “World of Darkness” and D&D

I'd be happy to repost!

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Another big comics answer that I've spent glamourillion time to finish!! This one is about Daphne's beloved one, One-Man Band. A very mysterious person.......................isnt he..

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It's my birthday today! ✨

Congratulations to myself on turning 29. People say that the best gift for an artist is a reblog of their work, so I've collected my favorite artworks here. Some I haven't posted separately, I should do better. Anyway, they will see the light of day here!

Also my commissions are open, so if you want to support me that would be a very nice way to do so!

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A poem and a comics that me and my friend, beautiful lioness Arita made this summer! Arita - Scetch Me - Coloring ───── ◉ ─────

Beneath the cypress canopy, A lion sleeps, bewitched by dreams. He sees strange lands, bright, heavenly, Where golden sunlight gleams.

There walks a leader, strong and proud, Five lionesses by his side. Through groves resound a haunting sound— A flute’s soft wail, a drum’s deep tide. ───── ◉ ─────

Upon a field of blossoms bright, The satyrs dance in merry sways, They praise the gods with pure delight, Their voices lost in Bacchus’ praise.

To drink, to dance, to lose the night, To revel till the morning gleams— Who could resist such wild delight, Such joy that shatters dreams? ───── ◉ ─────

Yet lurking, sharp as hunter’s spear, One satyr keeps a watchful eye, On Enyo, fair, untouched and near— She waits, her moment drawing nigh.

A mighty roar cuts through the mirth, The revel halts in sudden fear. One bound, one leap, a feat of worth— And Cryt stands tall, his challenge clear.

With ivy wreathed around her brow, A teasing smile, both fierce and sweet, Upon her lips she holds it now— A danger wild, a vice, a treat. ───── ◉ ─────

“Are you the beast who hunts the fair? Who steals the young with cunning art? In me, there burns a wrathful flare— Let pankration test our hearts.”

A satyr laughs, yet bows with grace, Her hand laid lightly on her chest. She whispers soft, her voice encased In velvet tones, a sly request:

“To spill one’s blood on festal ground Would mar the joy of life's embrace. Let songs and stories weigh us down, Let words decide who wins this race.

Let Euterpe choose the first, Calliope then judge the next, And last, let Dionysus burst To name the one who rules this test.” ───── ◉ ─────

The lion nods, his silver mane A halo in the olive's shade. "Let gods and muses call the game, And fate decree the prize we've laid."

The satyrs hush; they form a ring, A circle tight, a silent shroud. They pass their arms, their voices sing, Their weapons gleam, their cheers grow loud. ───── ◉ ─────

The lion drums, his mighty roar Beats through the ground, a pulsing tide. His rhythm calls, it shakes the core, It flares his passion, fierce and wide.

But Daphne plucks the lyre’s strings, A silver thread of voice takes flight. Her melody enchants all things, It bends the soul, it sways the night.

It sings of dreams, of tender bliss, Of sorrow, love, and aching loss. The lion’s pulse begins to miss— His rhythm bends beneath her gloss.

“No match am I for music’s muse, No nightingale in dreams divine.” He yields, his olive crown he loosed, The first defeat now marked in time.

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She strikes again, her fingers glide, Her voice entwines with war’s refrain— Of battles fought, of kingdoms wide, Of fates entwined in love and pain.

The lion roars of lands once grand, Of heroes lost, of legends old. His dance proclaims the warriors’ stand, A tale of lions brave and bold.

His eyes ignite, his steps grow fierce, His feet like embers burn the ground. With blades in hand, with souls he pierce, Their echoes lost in warlike sound.

“No match am I for epic’s might, For fire that burns in battle’s strain.” He yields again, though shining bright, An olive crown his loss proclaims. ───── ◉ ─────

But revels rise—the satyrs cheer, With casks of wine and laughter bold. They press their hands, they pull them near, Their challenge drowned in crimson gold.

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They drink, they feast, they drown in bliss, No victor found, no war was won. No leader named—no end to this, For all have drunk till night was done.

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Yet one more test remains untried, One final match to crown the best. The lion grins, his voice a tide, As whispers warm his enemy's chest:

“One test remains, one final game— To see who rules, who holds the fire. Who wields the art, who tames the flame, Who bends the soul to love’s desire.”

The trees bear witness, old yet young, As passion carves the earth anew. Beneath the dawn’s soft golden tongue, Lie lovers lost in morning dew.

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Some of my reeeeeeeeeeealyyyyyyyyy old (2023) artworks of the couples of our CTD Campaign, that I still like and have indescribably tender feeling for😌😌😌 Eypsie x Ràild Daphne x One-man-band/Orchestra man Caedna x Jack

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I am the worst in the world

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A piece of another big comics with Daphne. Yaaaaaaaaaay!

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Also Daphne's hand bc the main idea of this event was to draw your character's hand in a heart shape+fullbody version and then we made couples of these (Mine were with the stunning ghost lady and a very handsome vampire Tzimisce <3)

A little piece of my work for WOD OC Ask Valentine's day event! I wish you all a lot of kisses and hugs!

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A little piece of my work for WOD OC Ask Valentine's day event! I wish you all a lot of kisses and hugs!

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If you ever wanted to find a place where the wild colors grow, be sure to visit my friend's blog (She's the nymphe on neon waves irl, but shussshhh, it's a secret!)

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Birthday gift for the lovely cybergoth fairy @aluminummori! I wish u a lot of mysteries to solve and kind people everywhere you go💜💜💜

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Secret Santa's gift for an unimaginary fren! Hail the Winter Dreams Prince❄️❄️❄️