#legacy of emerald

[pero-fan]

Help Theodore Escape an Abusive Home

Please help Theodore be able to afford an apartment however you can!

[cadavercorvus]

Hey You!

Yes you! Do you like voice acting? Do you like Vocaloid? Do you like thinly veiled allegories about healing from PTSD and trauma? Well, have I got the audio drama for you!

Divine Rights is an audio drama musical series about the effects of traumatic events on people, and how individuals change in such conditions, as well as the importance of change. It also contains queer allegories (AYYY YIPPEEEE)

As previously stated, this is a fully VA'd series (by me), with character designs for each character, and music to go along with it! Each song utilizes Vocaloid, and has a style befitting of each character it represents!

Please check it out! I worked super hard on it.

[masqueradereveler21]

“Believe me, Professor, I’ve been asking myself the same question for the whole year.”

• Another commission done by the wonderful @millyillus 🤍 thank you again for bringing this character to life, I am forever amazed by your talent •

[little-emerald-snake]

Bath Time Delight - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Warnings: taking advantage, voyeurism, masturbation, semi mutual masturbation

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The tub was nearly as large as a swimming pool yet she remained against the side of the tub, perched on the bench that ran the entire perimeter. The magically forever warm water drew the full ache from her muscles and she sighed in relief.

The door swung open and she cracked and eye open to see none other than her friend Ominis Gaunt come in, a plush towel wrapped over his arm. “Erm, hello?”

She swallowed nervously, debating on whether she should say anything. It didn’t matter tight? He was blind. So there really was no harm in them sharing a bath. She knew better than to creep on him, obviously planning to give him privacy while he bathed.

She simply added more bubbles and remained nearly silent as he sighed and locked the door, which she found odd, and proceeded to set his towel and what she assumed were pajamas down in a space across the tub from her.

She closed her eyes and tipped her head back against the edge, and although the sounds of his clothing hitting the floor pulled at the strings of her curiosity she did as she promised herself and kept her eyes closed.

She could hear the subtle sigh from him as he climbed into the bubbly warm water. She let herself drift in thought, vaguely listening to him bathing across from her but keeping her eyes closed.

Her favorite time of day was when she was able to sneak off and have a nice long relaxing bath. There wasn’t a chance she would jeopardize him kicking her out of here by saying anything.

After a while in silence where she assumed he was just relaxing in the water she heard the water slosh followed by a frustrated grunt.

She peeked an eye open to check on him, shocked by what she saw. His body arched up and eyes squeezed shut. The bubbles provided the idea of privacy but she was still almost certain she knew what he was doing under the bubbles.

She could tell from here as his bicep flexed that with every small sigh and grunt, every arch of his body that he was masturbating. She felt heat and shame rise to her cheeks for not telling him and now having the inability to look away from his writhing form.

If she climbed out now he’d be sure to hear the water so she remained still, begging her brain to allow her eyes to stray from his body but they remained glued to his slowly pinkening skin.

Her stomach tightened and her fingers dug into the meat of her thigh, itching to satisfy the urgent throbbing between her own thighs. But this was wrong. It felt oh so dirty to be watching him like this, let alone debating on allowing herself to use this situation as fodder.

But the lust was too strong, steamy air between them and shiny scented bubbles all getting to her head as she allowed those fingers to dip between her thighs and tease over the flesh there, damp for a whole other reason than the water in the tub.

A shiver raced down her spine as she lolled her head to the side, eyes on him as she rolled her fingers in delicate circles, careful not to stimulate too much and cause a much louder reaction to his activities.

Ominis appeared clueless, stroking reverently in his search for post orgasmic bliss. This must have been a simple need and less of a means of desire. He was efficient, not taking the time to let himself get wrapped up in a fantasy.

No languid pace to ride the wave, just simple pure need coursing through him to get this over with quickly. She allowed her own speed to double, seeing the muscles in his arms and chest flex as he neared his edge.

She lifted both legs, spreading them and planting her feet on the bench, allowing herself better access as she watched his face twist with rapt pleasure. She gasped when he shook, grunting as he wrung the last remnants of his pleasure from his body.

She placed a hand over her mouth, allowing her own orgasm to crest, washing over her like a warm ocean wave on a sunny day.

She leaned back, allowing herself to sag against the back of the tub as Ominis pulled himself from the water, droplets clinging and rolling down his, usually pale but now pinked from the hot water, skin.

He stood naked in all his glory, tossing the towel over his head and drying his damp dripping blonde hair. Her eyes trailed over him, tongue darting out to wet her lips as she imagined what his clean skin would taste like.

He brought the towel down, rubbing it over his body as he dried off, proffering a chuckle. “Enjoy the show, Darling prefect?”

Her mouth snapped shut, as if he’d caught her by the sound of her semi labored breathing. He only outright laughed, dropping his towel and reaching for his pajamas. “You didn’t seriously think I believed I was alone right? Could hear you sloshing around the whole time. I take it you enjoyed the show?”

She was stunned, silently opening and closing her mouth as she struggled for what to say. He spared her from having to do so, picking up his belongings and making his way to the door. “No need to share your review now. Think on it and find me when you’re ready. I eagerly await your feedback. Goodnight.”

She watched him unlock the bathroom and slip out, letting herself take the rest of her bath to figure out how he’d managed to turn the tables on her. Maybe Gaunt was truly not to be underestimated after all.

[yankthoudong]

how i see them in my head

credit to What The Heck Is RWBY? discord member FixTheWifi (also goes by that in "most places" according to him) for making this look better, it looked like this before:

and i love this and am gonna put it on my wall I think but it's kind of a mess to read in picture form lol

[incorrect-green-lantern-quotes]

Consider: an AU where, instead of going to boot camp on Oa or being mentored by a senior member of the Corps, the only "training" that Green Lanterns get is being able to summon constructs of the previous bearers of their rings

The "ghost" of Starkaðr explains it to Abin Sur this way: when your constructs are shaped by your imagination, you're putting a bit of yourself into the ring every time you use it. And over time, your mind, your memories, your personality all become etched into the ring. Even after you're dead and gone, a semblance of you still exists within it.

The constructs have the personalities and memories of the previous Green Lanterns of the sector, so they possess invaluable knowledge of the planets and races they once protected. Knowledge that they share with their successors so they can be prepared for anything their sector can throw at them. The constructs teach the new Green Lanterns how to use the ring to their fullest potential, advise them on diplomatic relations for various species, and warn them of old enemies who might return someday.

Even those who fell to darkness and broke their oath are part of the ring. Katma Tui hates that Thaal Sinestro can haunt her still, tries to ignore his advice and wishes her will was strong enough to banish his specter the way he was able to suppress his predecessors when they spoke out against what he did to Korugar.

In a pinch, the constructs can even fight for the newest wearer of the ring, not just guiding them but also protecting them while they learn the ropes. Hal Jordan only lives to become the greatest of the Corps because of the countless times Abin Sur reached out from beyond the grave to save him. As the rookie Green Lantern becomes a veteran, this becomes less necessary and the constructs of their predecessors settle into more passive roles, only coming out to fight in the direst of circumstances.

These power rings are more than just tools or weapons. They're a living lineage of heroes that spans centuries. And when a Green Lantern dies, they find peace in knowing that some part of them will live on, joining the ranks of those that have come before them, ready to pass on their wisdom and strength to the ones who will come after. This then, is what gave Kim Tran the courage to finally let go, knowing that Tai will always have his grandmother watching over him.

[corylus]

My entry for the art contest on the Pokémon Legacy discord server. Thank you for the second place!

[omnibused]

The clip contains spoken word and music at the same time. I've included a script below the cut for those who might have any difficulties listening. Enjoy. ^_^

[Music playing in the background, Chopin's Nocturne op. 9 no. 2]

Ominis: Hm? Oh! There you are, I do hope I didn't disturb you.

[pause]

In truth, I was rather hoping you would hear. Perhaps come investigating.

[pause]

It's your favorite, right? Chopin? I admit, Sebastian told me the night after you two had gotten back from Hogsmeade. He said you'd pulled him into a little shop called Flutes & Lutes when you'd heard it playing through the window. I suppose he isn't one for the arts, but it got me thinking.

[pause]

Hm, then it seems my plan to enamor you wasn't a complete waste, after all. I would be ever so delighted if you would join me. I've only just begun.

[pause]

Come, sit beside me, little dove. Close your eyes and let me serenade your heart.

[music continues and gradually fades]

[aviesims]

After the snowstorm, they all dressed for the weather and went out to explore. They bought triplets new clothes to keep them warm and Jaden decided to match with Ivy. Though Ivy wanted Emerald to chime in as well she just picked the one she deemed most comfortable.

Momo and Barbara decided to go and take the kids to try out some sports so they walked to the famous lifts that took you on top. They stopped when they saw the Yamachan sculpture and told the kids about the maskot and how much they loved him when they were little.

The kids wanted to make some snowman so everyone got to work. They started in three groups but then came together to finish one snowman. Ivy took some selfies for the road while Jaden and Emerald ran around the snow and played snowball. The family took a picture together to remember this day and Herman suggested they got the kids to try sleeding, which he loved to do as a kid.

[robbybirdy]

Emerald's Journal Page 21: Frustrated at Katherine

[bluecodexs]

i miss them so bad…..

[rene-hl-trashcan]

I finally found all the mods to get them all in one picture without replacing Riz's skin texture! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

The sheer mean girls energy these boys are radiating tho 🤣🤣

[masqueradereveler21]

Cute patooties 🤍

• This adorable commission was done by @earthtoabbs on TikTok, Instagram, and X! She’s currently doing commissions and I would SERIOUSLY suggest giving her work a look! 💗 •

[little-emerald-snake]

Any chance we can pretty please get a spice level 1000 smut with ominis and mc?

You write so well and atm all im seeing on tumblr is seb.

Im an omi girl and im starving lol

If your current circumstances permit, could you delve into your deepest darkest smut mind and give us a golden heap of descriptive and intricate filth? Haha xxx

We all love you.

I squeal whenever you post. Xxxxx

Hope youre doing well

Did you just come from the Undercroft!? - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Ohhh boy this one is wayyyy better than my last Doninis request so I apologize. But holy heck…this came from the dark fucked up recesses of my brain so enjoy that 🤣 Thanks for reading love, I’m doing much better after cutting back how much I’ve been writing, I feel rejuvenated and have much better inspiration (ignore the fact I’m posting twice a week again 🙄) 🫶🏻

Warnings: reliving the trauma of Ominis yelling at you for coming out of the Undercroft, Dominis, degradation, name calling (seriously I did not hold back), spitting, spit swallowing, clit/pussy spanking, rough fingering, squirting, spanking thighs and ass, unprotected rough sex, marking, threats of impregnation, threats of defamation, gaslighting, so much use of the word slut, overstimulation, crying during sex, degradation, oral m receiving, cum swallowing, no aftercare (hang in there loves, it’s a tough one)

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She carefully stepped out from the undercroft, glancing around to see the coast was clear before stepping out. Much to her surprise the familiar blonde Slytherin stood there almost as if he was headed there himself. “Hello Sebastian. Wait.”

Her heart began to race in her chest and she momentarily debated making a run for it or staying absolutely silent and pretending she wasn’t there at all. “You there. I can hear you.”

Well there went that plan. The blind Slytherin wasn’t to be trifled with. That much she knew. No sense in hiding if he already knew that she was in fact there and it wasn’t in fact his best friend. “Oh, hello Ominis, isn’t it? I believe we have a few classes together, right?”

The blonde's brows rose and he looked momentarily puzzled before standing a bit straighter. “I recognize that voice. Heard you talking to Garreth Weasley in Potions class. You’re the new fifth-year.”

She was about to cheerily agree but a scowl met his features and her stomach sunk. He looked absolutely furious. “Did you just come from the Undercroft? How did you get in there?”

She swallowed nervously, deciding in that moment that she wouldn’t rat out Sebastian after he’d taken the fall for her in the library. “Oh? That room’s called ‘the Undercroft?’ Ah. Well, I was exploring and suddenly found myself in a strange passageway-“

He frowned deeply, interrupting her with a cutting tone. “Don’t lie to me. No one ‘stumbles’ upon that room. Sebastian told you, didn’t he?”

He suddenly shifted closer to her, nearly pinning her against the clock decorated door to the Undercroft and she swallowed again. “I can’t risk you telling anyone about this place, you know. Sebastian’s going to get an earful about this. He gets into enough trouble as it is and doesn’t need your help in doing so. Come with me.”

He stepped away from her, bringing his wand up to guide him before grabbing her arm and yanking her away from the opening. He carefully opened the passageway to the Undercroft and shoved her inside, stepping in after her and gripping her arm again.

She stumbled as he easily guided her to the couch and tossed her down roughly. She debated getting up and making a run for it but he stood right in front of her, blocking her exit unless she jumped over the back of the sofa. “I’m going to punish you for lying on behalf of Sebastian. I bet he only showed you this place so he wouldn’t be interrupted while taking your sweet pussy. He should know better. This is my hideout. He shouldn’t be bringing his mischievous romps down here anyway.”

She stuttered over her words, anxious as Ominis’ body language changed and his words lost their proper tone and changed to a different, more demanding tone. “I-I…we weren’t doing anything like that. H-he simply was showing me a place to work on my magic since I’m behind. I-I swore I wouldn’t tell anyone about it and I meant that. I-I’d never-“

He tsked her, placing a finger under her chin and tipping her head up to look at him. “You’re loyal to Sebastian. Not me. Therefore I can’t trust you. As for Sebastian, he’s showing you the Dark Arts isn't he? You’re learning the curses with him aren’t you? You will not sully my Undercroft with Dark Magic or your vile sexual acts.”

She pressed herself against the back of the couch, heartbeat thundering behind her ribs all the way down between her legs. She couldn’t explain why his anger was working her up but it was.

He chuckled, wand blinking in his hand. “My my, your heart sure is beating away. Partially because you're scared but there’s something more isn’t there? What? Sebastian teaching you the Dark Arts is riling you up is it? Are you greedy for power? You do realize I’m a Gaunt, right? Sallow is a pureblood wizard but I’m a direct pureblooded descendant of Salazar himself. My blood runs thicker with tragedy than any other wizarding family known to the wizarding world.”

Her mouth went dry. That wasn’t what she was about at all. It had nothing to do with power or learning the Dark Arts which she actually feared. But the way he was speaking to her, boasting himself up and almost trying to compete with Sebastian for her attention had her going. This was a very different side to Ominis.

He snickered, tucking his wand away and lowering himself to kneel on the couch with his hands on the tips of the cushions behind her and his knee between her legs. Her body went rigid when hot breath ghosted across her neck and a hand caressed her stomach, slowly adding pressure and moving downwards. “That’s right. I know you’re a pureblood. I could easily fill you with a Gaunt heir and you would very quickly become an important witch. Your name would be in everyone’s mouth.”

His hand now lifted the hem of her skirt and she nearly choked when a devious smirk decorated Ominis’ features. Shame burned through her. “No bloomers on. You filthy slut. Now I’m sure of it. You were down here trying to fuck Sebastian weren’t you. He’s ever the playboy you know. He’ll stick his cock in anything. You aren’t special.”

Her heart raced, squirming as his fingers traced up her inner thigh to find her soaking wet pussy. He groaned, yanking her skirt up and moving her knees apart a bit to spit directly onto her sex. The action caught her off guard but he flattened his palm, rubbing her pussy with his flattened fingers by starting slow and getting rougher.

She held back whimpers and moans but this only made him angrier. She gasped as his free hand moved off the cushions and squeezed her cheeks. The action forced her lips to open and that was when he spit inside her mouth, fingers still roughly rubbing against her sensitive sex.

She hesitated, freezing with his spit in her mouth now and unsure what to do. He chuckled darkly, seeming to sense her dilemma. “Swallow it. Filthy slut. You better consider this an honor.”

She swallowed. It felt wrong but that didn’t stop her body from responding with hot electric tingles spreading down her body. He chuckled, finding her clit with the ball of his palm and rubbing aggressively. The sensation it caused danced on the line of torture and pleasure. The pressure was too much but that didn’t stop her hips from canting upwards.

This was all too much. She was careening toward an orgasm, hips bucking and moving to try and wring pleasure from the overstimulating torture. In a moment of relief he pulled his hand away, spitting down on her pussy again, releasing her jaw and caging her in with his arm. She thought the torturous pleasure would be done but that’s when his palm reunited with her sex in a loud slap.

The sound got her more than anything but the intense heat that burned from the sensation of the spank caused her to whine. He only grinned spanking a few more times in quick succession.

She reached down to grip his wrist and pull him away but he only chuckled, overpowering her with strength and shoving two fingers inside. She lost her battle, still holding his wrist but no longer pushing him away as he began a brutal pace, finger fucking her rather agressively. “This is how you learn, useless slut.”

It was intense but she couldn’t deny it had her hips lifting in pleasure again. Especially when those long slender fingers curled, hammering directly against her g spot and dragging her closer to the edge her body was teetering on. “Ah! Oh Ominis! I-I’m gonna-!”

He kept up the brutal pace, laughing at her pitiful behavior below him as he kneeled over her and drove her to the brink. She gave a sharp cry, body arching upwards as a pressure she’d never felt before took over. “You’re not supposed to like this, greedy little slut.”

When the pressure faded and the high of her orgasm faded she floated back to reality, ears still lightly ringing. She could hear Ominis’ condescending tone trying to break through.

After a moment she finally registered when he was saying. “How dare you make a mess of the furniture in my Undercroft. Look at this fucking mess. Are you listening to me!? Your pleasure should be irrelevant to me.”

She opened her eyes, glancing down between her legs where Ominis had pulled his now dripping fingers away to motion at the damp cushions below her. Luckily for him, he’d managed to dive away before getting splashed with her mess as his clothes were dry. His hand and the furniture below her had no such luck.

She had hot tears welling in her eyes. She’d never squirted before and now from something so rough. How could this have happened? She didn’t have long to process before Ominis’ hand landed on her parted thigh with a slap that echoed through the stone walls of the room.

She gasped, the heat that blossomed to the top of her skin, making it red and sensitive, surprising her. He spanked her again just a bit higher and she snapped her legs shut, causing him to laugh. “What? Can’t take a punishment properly? You shouldn’t have lied to me then, you stupid girl.”

She whimpered and he took her hand, helping her up. She sighed a breath of relief. It was short lived though as he flipped her over and positioned her on her hands and knees in front of him, yanking her skirt up to leave her bare before him.

His palm came down hard on the round cheek of her ass, causing her to gasp and lurch forward in surprise. “That’s for making a such a fucking mess.”

She peered over her shoulder, swallowing harshly as she heard the zipper of his trousers and felt the blunt tip of him against her entrance. She didn’t have time to deny him as he shoved into her, slamming his hips forward and burying himself inside her wet warmth.

She gasped, biting into her lip at the slight sting of such a quick intrusion. He filled her so completely full she’d never felt anything like it. She gasped when he moved, dragging himself back out and grunting as he stuffed himself right back in.

He held her hips in a firm grasp, fucking into her agressively. With every slam of his hips it became just a bit clearer that this fucking was meant as a punishment. Yes it felt incredible but his pace was brutal, rough and quick and meant to get a point across.

Just as she was beginning to fall into pleasure and tighten around him he was pulling out of her and flipping her onto her back. He wasted little time slamming back into her and resuming the animalistic pace of fucking her.

He leant down over her, baring his teeth against her neck and scraping against her delicate skin. He fucked her faster, biting and suckling bruises into her soft skin.

The pleasure was driving her closer and closer to the edge but she knew people would surely question her about the hickeys he was leaving. She attempted to shove him off, causing a snarl to rise from his throat and he released her abused flesh and growled against her ear. “If you tell anyone it was me who marked you, I’ll deny it. I’ll tell everyone you’re a filthy little liar and that you are nowhere near my league. I’ll publically humiliate you. Is that what you want?”

She pitifully shook her head and tears bubbled up to the surface. She was moaning and crying, pain, pleasure and emotional whiplash being the cause. But her body shook and she experienced a soul shredding orgasm. Fat hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she rippled around him, whimpering and crying out as she came.

He growled in frustration, pulling out of her and falling back against the couch, pulling her with and seating her in his lap. “How dare you cum on my cock without my permission. You’re going to fucking earn it this time, you hear that slut? Ride me to get your pleasure since you’re such a greedy cock slut.”

She was so lost in the pleasure and the chaos that she did, placed her hands on his shoulders and rolled her hips on his, riding him and whimpering. “That’s right. Take my cock. Forget all about dallying with Sebastian. Enabling him like a naughty little bitch behind my back. Stupid girl, playing with the Dark Arts.”

She cried, overwhelmed from how good it felt to fuck him and how hot it was to be degraded by him but his words did cut deep. She hadn’t slept with Sebastian at all but the idea that Ominis wanted to fuck Sebastian out of her system lit a fire inside of her. He laughed heartily at her tears. “Are you overwhelmed silly slut? Can’t take being told what a useless and dumb little hole you are? Thats alright. I’m done with your pussy. Get on the floor where sluts belong. This filthy pussy isn’t good enough to be bred by a Gaunt. Your mouth will have to do.”

He practically shoved her off, more or less tossing her to the floor before sliding forward on the seat and gripping a fistful of her hair and using her mouth. She watched through watery eyes as he fucked her mouth, pumping her mouth full of thick, hot, salty cum.

She immediately wanted to spit it out but he pinched her nose and pulled his cock out, forcing her head back and brushing down the front of her throat till she swallowed his essence. He laughed meanly, tapping her cheek. “That’s right. You’re a good slut. Even if you are an absolute shit liar.”

He stood up, straightening himself out and putting himself back together before pulling his wand from his robe pocket and sauntering towards the door. “No more encouraging Sebastian to get into trouble? You hear me? If he comes up with some ‘brilliant plan’ you bring it to me immediately. Now, go clean up and go to bed…although, I must admit you are prettier when you’re overstimulated. And remember what I said. You tell anyone anything about this and I’ll have this entire school pitted against you. I’m not afraid to exploit my father being friends with Headmaster Black if I need to.”

Without another word he left her, tears streaming, throat raw, and pussy aching from the roughness.

[royalarchivist]

Phil: I always love hearing about like, different stories -- especially from the teachers in the chat -- where like, a student or like just a member of the school has some form of like, Techno merch or like, does something that is clearly a Techno reference. I just love that. It’s ‘cuz like -- exactly what I was hoping to happen is happening, where people are just keeping his memory alive. Whether it’s through wearing, you know, his merch and stuff, or still supporting him through doing like, you know, just talking about him or making like their art piece about him, stuff like that. It’s very cool. Technoblade truly never dies, if everyone just keeps f**king talking about him. [Laughs] If everyone just keeps referencing him, which is very easy to do because he was incredibly funny. He has a lot of referenceable quotes and sayings.

[tekatonic]

Almost forgot, gotta explain karma and colors !

So you may have noticed in the chao doodles the "positive karma" and "negative karma" chao, and then in the Knuckles doodles, his hyper form is looking.. a bit dark, not quite as heroic as you'd think, right ?

Well that comes down a value known as karma.

Here's an excerpt from my google doc : "Karma is an ever-changing value assigned to everything in the world. Karmic charge is defined on a spectrum of positive and negative based on the person/thing, their circumstances, and ancestry. It affects the physical appearance of certain things, like transformations and chao forms. It does nothing else."

So while it is a thing that exists in the world, it has pretty much 0 impact on the story of the AU ! It's a tool for visual design basically.

See, chao, they're pure chaos energy, and depending on who they're raised by, their karmic value is changed. For example, Knuckles and Shadow will always raise negative karma chao, despite not being evil or anything, because their karmic value is far in the negative zone. Someone like Fang on the other hand, who yes is a villain, will raise positive karma chao.

Does that make sense ?

Visual identifiers of negative karma are webbed wings, crescent or eclipsed moons, purple and dark blue, darker colors in general. And for positive karma, you'll see segmented wings ( not sure how to explain but not all feathered wings count ), sun or star shapes, light blue, maybe burgundy, light colors.

A note on colors : basic chaos energy is colored emerald green, and ring energy is, unsurprisingly, gold. You'll tend to see gold often in my transformation designs.