#➥ Loux.

[astarab1aze]

loux garo 🧡 art by @nexusmonstrum

[lulila-safu]

*sigh* now I have to tag all these people...

and I put godwyn with the radagon/ marika linage, but because I got used to draw him alongside messmer and malenia

[epiclad]

Sacred Rebis

[goatgovroom]

Doodles

[burnttcoffeee]

sometimes family is a controlling manipulative goddess, her husband who is also her, a buff guy with a lion on his back, a single mother obsessed with an egg, a war criminal mama’s boy, a witch that slayed her mortal body, the golden boy she also killed, a himbo who fought the sky, the femboy who seduced him, his sleepy trans girl alter ego, the hemophiliac he also seduced, an amputee cursed with rot, a sad old man with a ton of horns, and a guy with an inferiority complex and a penchant for limbs, and i think that’s beautiful

[boltofgransex]

(agressive flashing sounds)

[higgsbison]

just a guy and his surprisingly literate lion bestie

[nightmaresyrup]

For Elden Ring One Year Anniversary here's a thread of all(?) of my Food/Snack Parody Art in no particular order! They're free to use as pfp! Part 1

[trashingfish]

[inbarfink]

[wordslikesilver]

I swear I’m almost done being mentally ill about Elden Ring I promise but I never see anyone talk about Morgott’s heart wrenching death scene. It’s never overtly pointed out but please imagine the progression of events from his perspective. Lying on his back, staring up at the sky, defeated. He’s one of the ONLY bosses that leaves behind a corpse and it’s heart wrenching okay, it’s OBLITERATING. Because he’s lying there withered and broken, staring up at the golden boughs of the one thing in the world he loved, not the golden order, not the greater will, he loved the Erdtree and dedicated his ENTIRE life to it even though it never loved him back because not even a man as scorned as Morgott could live without love and the love was to keep his heart still beating in his chest when he felt most like a monster. He has spent his entire life keeping this crumbling kingdom together. For his mother, who hid him away so the world wouldn’t hurt him, for his father, the man who taught him how to bear the weight of a crown and stand taller than the ignoble origins you come from. And he was so alone. The only constant in his life being that golden tree that shone down into the sewers. He is the last of all kings. The horns about his brow weighed heavier than his crown.

And then the tree was burning. Lying broken on the ground, unable to truly die, his curse expelled from his body, he could only look up and watch the only thing he loved with all his heart burn down around him. The ashes falling like snow on his face. Can you imagine the heat? The resignation? The misery and the promise that if there’s ever a next time, he’ll do better, and if there isn’t then this shall be his final legacy and he’ll just have to accept that final truth before he dies. The self hatred washing over him and passing into quiet peace as he chooses to pass away together with it. Omens do not get reincarnated by the Erdtree. Loved and blessed by the crucible of life, they are not loved the same as all the rest of us. But that’s okay. For Morgott, that was okay. He would live nobly and die with honour in its service and that would be enough. He’d spend the last moments of his life bathed in the warm ashes of orange and grey, content that even if he never felt loved by anyone at all after being cursed and shunned all his life, he did his duty as best he could and finally repaid the debt he felt towards the tree that showed him the light for so many long, lonely years.

And then, then it makes me so fucking miserable because then a pair of gentle, scarred and terribly rough hands lift him up from the ground and cradle him with all the tenderness in the world. The roar of a lion salutes his passing, honouring him, mourning him. “It’s been a long time, Morgott.” No anger, no disappointment. Simply, sadness, that he could not see you sooner. Godfrey, his father, returned at last to hold him one final time as he passes away, the rune of death now unbound and finding its way to Morgott after all this time. His last memory would be of being held by his father, loved for all that he is in the ashes of all that he dedicated his life to. His body fades, his entire world upheaved one final time, and an easily missed detail in the cutscene is that Morgott’s body becomes a Grace that points towards you, the player, to guide his father to his next step along the path of Lordship. One final time, Godfrey is guided by the unyielding love he feels for one of his children. Fuck it makes me so miserable. How do write something so tragic and not spend more time with it? How do you leave that beauty hidden in the details like it’s not one of the greatest moments of the entire game? It’s so quiet it’s private, almost. Like we’re not supposed to see that side of either of them, being such an outsider. It’s sundering to think about. Annihilating. I love it with all my heart and I hope more people love Morgott too after reading this.

[astarab1aze]

so, i shall share with you my magnum opus of a headcanon:

furie has a fleshy if somewhat perpetually half-hard dick laden with angular ridges and ribs, thick around but otherwise average in length, framed by trim white hair. its a bit strange at first glance, but it's colored to match his scales, eyes, and hair, sporting a flesh-white-lilac-violet gradient. his balls are also of average size, and the seed contained within glows faintly once exposed to air, viscous, thick, and much. not only this, but when aroused, the glow within spreads to his ass, stomach, and chest - a dim but ethereal sort of purple. not circumcised.

loux's is literally whatever size, shape, length, width, color your muse wants it to be (and he can absolutely do the same with his ass). in standard form, it's a smidge darker than his usual skin tone, long and thick, and decorated with the beginnings of a jacob's ladder. two black bars through his frenum toward the base. it's meaty, but he's a grower not a shower so you wouldn't really know right off the bat. his balls are heavy, but about average size as well. neither of which are particularly sensitive, so it may take him a good long while to get off at times, and he was - unfortunately for everyone - blessed with an unreasonably high stamina. he keeps the whole area clean and trim, period full stop. circumcised.

vayn's is nestled into manicured tufts of dark pinkish silver, average in length and girth, a pale, cool pink slightly darker than his usual skin tone, and soft and smooth in texture. his balls are also on the smaller side. nothing to write home about, but proportional to his body. it is incredibly sensitive, however, as it doesn't see much use - trained to be so. even the slightest bit of attention will have him a shivering, drooling mess. his cum is thin, but boy is there sure a lot of it. circumcised.

kaede's is a little darker than his natural skin tone as well, a tannish pink, and deceptively large for how small he is. thick around, roughly about 7 or so inches long, with a slight upward curve, settled into trim midnight hair. it's soft to the touch, but tends to be very hot in terms of temp, darkening in color for this reason. it's not as sensitive as, say, his mouth or ass, where even a lick or a little touch would have him shaking - touch his dick and he'll shiver and sigh, but not nearly to the same degree. his balls are of average size and his cum is relatively thin - he's also a squirter.

asuka uses a strap, but they're a little freaky in their utter lack of experience, so everything they use they get from sites like b-d. they're always big, bigger than they can personally handle without effort, and firm but not so firm they're hard. their favorite has ridges and ribs along the shaft, a rounded point at the tip, and is marbled in brown and gold to match their feathers - make it feel like its theirs, if you follow me.

mharra's is about 6.5-7" in length, settled into a nest of thick, black hair. meaty, weighty, and uncircumcised. it's slightly darker and tanner than his skin tone, and the vein is a smidge more pronounced than usual. it curves ever so slightly to the left. his balls are pretty average, nothing to write home about there, and his cum is perhaps the least potent, least quantitative. he's also not terribly sensitive, and has a stamina comparable to that of loux's.

hydre's can be anything he wants it to be, as he is a shifter god, but he prefers long, girthy, and intimidating nestled into bluish-white hair with a thick knot at the base. his cock has layered ridges and is textured for optimal stimulation for his partners. similarly to furie, it is colored to match his dragonhide, fading from pale pinkish white at the tip to sapphire blue at the base. big and very full balls, he cums a lot, and it is a bluish-white as well. do not count on a quickie with him ever.

[mold-lover]

I like Nepheli

[epiclad]

"The oppression of the weak. Murder and pillage unchecked. A waking nightmare, made by men. But this time, I'm a woman grown. And though the suffering cannot be undone, I can still mete out justice. Justice to the oppressors. Let the scars I carve remind them: I, am Nepheli Loux... Warrior."

[art-from-within]

It just struck me that narrative wise, Morgott having a heavy tail and Mohg having large wings may not have been a completely random choice on the part of fromsoft....the omen twins were both shackled to the ground in the sewers, one of the two still heavily worships the guilty system none the less. Morgott clearly toiled to keep the crumbling status quo a float, draining him. The tail could represent that he is still shackled in spirit.(Look at his tail 😭)

But the other, Mohg, possesses so rebellious a spirit, his wings symbolizes a strong sense of independence and freedom. Man got out, and unlike his brother said fuck yall and flew away.

[killjo-q]

Nepheli sketch