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I am the last bastion standing between my beautiful Victorian HUNK and all the Alexander Slander out there.... I will soldier on.. DIE on this hill..

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Worm! @plasma-sky @mrcroi

fuck it. worm on a string picrew chain. let's fucking go

happy worm creation my friends

tagging @areyoudoingthis @cursed-coat-of-homosexuality @peanutbutterex @tfemteach @piratecaptainscaptainpirates (no pressure 💛)

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Were you living under a rock, or did you hear about the local heroes who lived in London in 1865? This is Sir Alexander Rowan. A man in his best years.

Let me tell you a bit about Rosch first.

After the loss of his wife Ingeborg, Rosch spent his time with his classmates and colleagues. As time passed you could have mistaken Rosch for a son coming over to visit his old dad. And in time, a grandson.

He cried at their funerals. He always did. And when the last one of his friends passed away, he was truly alone.

Rosch went home that afternoon to a home that felt more empty than ever. A home no friend would ever set foot in again. A home haunted by Ingeborg’s absence.

She was in everything. From the paintings they had picked out together to the countless curtains, covers and clothes she had sewn.

The fierce, burning sorrow overtook him. Rosch had only died twice at this point. Once naturally, from old age. And the second time when he hung himself after Ingeborg’s funeral.

This would be his third, and he needed it to hurt. He needed it to work. This death would be different. It would be permanent.

Rosch emptied the oil from a lamp in his study and poured it over his chest. He had to be quick about it, before the fear could overpower the grief.

It was as if his arms worked on their own. The small flame slowly ate at the wick of paper he held between his fingers. His whole body shook.

Rosch never did put the flame to his body. He didn't dare.

A small lick reached him and he was immediately engulfed.

The pain was unlike anything he had ever felt. That which was dry, burned. That which was soft, melted. And lastly, the hard and tough was scorched and turned to ash.

In his panic he spread the flames to the rest of his home and all that was within it, burned to the ground.

When he awoke this time, he had reformed in the ashes of his home. The place was deserted. The fire brigade had come and gone what seemed like days ago.

Rosch couldn't explain it. He was certain he must have burned up. How was he here? How could he ever be free from this? This pain was inescapable, this existence suffocating. Everything pushed down on him from all angles at the same time. He broke down sobbing uncontrollably.

He knew he had to try again. But the thought of his three previous deaths made him tremble. The trauma had seeped deep inside him and solidified in his bones.

That's when Rosch felt a large coat being placed over his bare shoulders. A tall gentleman stood beside him in the ash and rubble.

The man introduced himself as Sir Alexander Rowan, but the rest felt muffled. Rosch couldn't focus. He let himself be led by Alexander. So desperate for just anyone to care for him. To show him kindness.

Alexander took him in and had Rosch stay with him in his manor. He was entirely captivated by Rosch's mutation. How amazing it was. How there is most definitely a purpose to his immortality. He could help people, use his powers for good. Be a hero.

Rosch was in desperate need for something to believe in. For a future that involved any sense of purpose. And so he was eagerly swept along when Alexander spoke. He had a way of making even the smallest things seem grand and important.

The two became attached at the hip.

Alexander ran a company that produced shipping crates for the shipping yard at the harbor. It was lucrative work but had left him rather bored. He had often thought of getting on one of the ships to sail away and have an adventure.

But now he didn't need to. His adventure was right here.

At this point Rosch didn't know much about his mutation. Broad strokes, yes. But much had to be discovered through experience. Alexander was no scientist, but he still had a very inquisitive mind. They tried everything he thought would make good traits for a hero. Rosch's flight, the agility of the arms and tracking with the antennae.

Alexander was just what Rosch needed at just the right time. And for a brief period, he was everything to him.

Rosch developed a fondness for his companion, and felt a way about Alexander that he had never felt for a man before. But he did not linger on these feelings or stop to reflect on them. He was much too caught up in the joy of it.

Alexander was a well liked character with good connections and he showed Rosch how to live again. The clothes he had lost in the fire could be remade. Yes, the textiles she had once touched were gone. But the designs would live on forever.

They managed to drum up some small local notoriety. And then one day, there was commotion from the next street. They both ran over to find that three ruffians were leaving the scene of the crime. Being the two heroes that they are, Alexander and Rosch gave chase!

Give this video a watch before you continue reading:

Rosch woke up more lost than ever. He knew he had to start moving. Nothing good would come from staying by the tracks, out in the middle of nowhere. He didn't dare to press on into the unknown. Yet he was even more terrified of going back. Back to where he had once had a life. Back to the people who were dead, and the ones that didn't want him anymore.

Rosch chose the unknown. And for the first time in his life, he set out into the world all on his own.

This marks the end of what I like to call Rosch's "first life". But he still has a ways to go before he would become the man he is today. At least now he knows; he is no hero. He cannot help anyone. And most importantly. Men like that will hurt you. And you will feel like a fool for the way he made you feel. And even more like a fool because somehow, despite what he did. You still feel the same way.

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I was looking through my photos and was reminded I completely forgot to post this. I love them having a little book club and eating lemon crinkle cookies together 💖

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We did a challenge in a discord server back in early 2024, to make art that was the opposite of what you usually do.

For me that landed on more anime, pointy shapes and bright colors.

I feel like my art has changed a bit since then to make this the opposite, but I found it in my folders and I'm still pretty proud of it, so I thought I should post it! It was fun. :)

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Omg!! Our boys! <3 This is so lovely!

@slemhosta

Hellloooo

Sorry for the long wait, had some irl stuff I had to deal with

But here you go!!

Hope you like it!!

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Brimbro

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I cant remember if I posted this! I've looked all over my blog and I cant find it, so maybe not?

If I have, I apologise 😅

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Some renders from this video. I am insane about them.

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recently found dr.rosch and truzz and i love them both !! not really an ask more just loving the oc's.

Thank you so much!!! It means the world to me! Glad to have ya' on board. B) Sorry it took a bit for me to answer- I wanted to make a picture to reply with!

Truzz is the brainchild of @mercworm and you can find more of him at @ctruzz

Rosch bloggs on @doctor-rosch

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We are entering the "alternate outfits" era of the Rosch model.

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I don't wanna give too much away... But Rosch might be getting a few roommates :o)

She is called Älskling. And once she dies, another will take her place. And thusly, Älskling has achieved pseudo immortality.

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Exist Rosch from others au?? Like a "evily version" or something like that??

YES I'm so glad you asked!

LONG POST AHEAD!!! The closest I have to an "evil" version is Reverse!Rosch:

Reverse!Rosch is a businessman to the core. He is a very charismatic man with a rotten center. He scams, cheats and lies his way to fame and money. Loves being the center of attention and buying expensive showy stuff.

He is very much with the times and updates his wardrobe constantly. Always has the latest stuff. Very into AI and crypto. Zero anxiety, not a good man. Probably allosexual and honestly doesn't treat women that well.

Then we have Swap!Rosch:

Swap!Rosch is what happens when Rosch goes through Candido's backstory. Born in 1979-ish and works as a chemist in the agricultural field. He had an accident with acid in his lab, but being much more careful than Candido is he only burnt his arms and half his face.

Rosch met Poppy in a support group for people with severe burns. Poppy had poured boiling water on her leg. Dhalia was a nurse at the hospital and Edgar a med student. Felicity is his ex that he dated for about 8 years in his mid 30's. Way back in school he had a crush on his classmate Ingeborg, but never had the guts to talk to her.

Swap!Rosch is an incredibly anxious and timid man and a huge people-pleaser. Much of his personality is like how original Rosch was in his first life, only dialed up a little. He lives alone with his elderly cat Benny.

One day Benny goes missing. And a certain half-lobster, 120 year old Candido brings him back. Rosch is so grateful that he even dares invite Candido in for dinner, despite his severe anxiety. Candido sort of never leaves after that and eventually moves in!

Next up is Fem!Rosch:

Much of her story is the same, except the start. Fem!Rosch didn't dare to publish her scientific findings in the 1800's and convinced her husband Ingemar to do it in her stead. He agreed but was upset about the gender inequality and was very involved in the suffrage movement.

When her husband passed life became very difficult. No one believed she was immortal and chalked it up to hysteria. She was admitted to a home for mentally insane women and stayed there for several years. She never got the credit for her discoveries, but her husband's name pops up now and again. She finds it comforting. An honor to his memory. Even though Ingemar's own achievements were sadly forgotten by the world.

Last two are from worlds created by @the-c0nquerer-w0rm <3

Lights, camera action! It's Tumultus!Rosch:

Tumultus!Rosch is a "Bond actor" in his dimension. His name is Colt Knightly and he stars in the Cold Action movie franchise. He is known as a kind if somewhat shy man with tons of charisma. The public loves him. Clean record, no controversies to speak of.

His biggest fan Candido owns all the merch and is obsessed with him. One night, when Colt leaves a stressful gala to catch his breath in an alley, Candido finally gets to meet his hero. But he comes on too strong. Colt is spooked and backs away. Into the street. And he is hit and killed by a car. Candido panics and brings him back to his lab. To bring him back to life. His big project that he has been working on for years. And now with the perfect candidate... It works, and Candido becomes his personal doctor as he lies about what happened.

Colt gets worse and worse. He rots. He loses himself. It all goes downhill when he is interviewed on a talk show and throws up the preservation fluid he is pumped full with on live television. His eyes are glazed over, he is leaking, confused, and then Colt collapses.

The host wants the juicy footage and keeps rolling. Candido rushes out of backstage and pulls Colt out of there. But the blow to his character is irreparable. His career plummets and so does his health.

Last and least, X79!Rosch:

X79!Rosch lives in a complete wasteland filled with violence. He was born and raised in a scuttle bug tank that burrows underground. His parents piloted it and it was built by his grandparents. He has been alone since his folks died and very rarely goes to the surface.

He is an incredibly paranoid man. A shut-in hermit with a short fuse.

Being one of small stature he has to rely on staying out of sight and preparing for every possible situation. Rosch always carries a bomb strapped to his chest and has rigged it and the scuttle bug to explode when he dies. No one will get his things. Ever.

And if things get hairy, he is not afraid to detonate the bombs early.

And that's that!!

Thank you for reading!! <3

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HAPPY DECEMBER 1ST!!!!!!!!!!

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You show up for your first day at Copyright-Free Magic School. As you're going through orientation, you're informed that all new students get a school-assigned familiar that they are responsible for housing and maintaining. The staff member assures you that your assigned familiar is appropriately chosen and reflects you in some way.

Spin this to find out yours. (Remember, you are responsible for maintaining this familiar in your dorm room.)

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I made a model of @sleep-isnt-real 's character Hopper! I hope you like it! I was captivated by cute and yellow.