#oc: [carus]

[quinty-imara]

My favorite warlock lad has a new ref at last

[tarosin666]

i'm just a baby player so i apologize for any misunderstanding :")

but that one cutscene with Stalker dropping a head (a warframe head? or a tenno? i have goldfish memory) made me think of this joke and i've been stewing in it ever since

[ceresfromnationstates]

As @caruskie has drawn something for me, I believe that it's only fair that I re-pay the gesture.

It's Calvin and Carus! I think that these two goobers could have a very nice friendship dynamic.

I also plan to submit an art piece featuring these two for my school's beginner art exhibit.

Carus belongs to @caruskie.

[mechanical-v1scera]

I keep forgetting to post my art sooo :/

lots of ocs be upon ye

[midnightmagicks]

Light dappling the tightly wound figures within the bed as their still forms huddled beneath multicolored furs.

Soft breathing, even softer voices.

A light touch tracing the marble-like features of the larger man's face, his pale eyes–for once, at ease– fixed on the more delicate man lying face to face with him. Something warm, something palpable in the air between them.

Both as close to the edge of love as they can handle without falling.

That gently caressing hand finds old scars and traces them too– mapping the story written across pale skin into his own memory. He leans in, tracing soft lips over these scars, whispering words of care and hope into marred flesh. Pale eyes close as the ice around his heart cracks and melts away, little by little.

Scarred hands. Steady hands. Unfaltering hold on the figure before him. What he lacks in softness he will make up for with tooth and claw and the promise of no harm shall come to you as long as I breathe. To hold his light with bloodied, undeserving hands. To be reminded that these hands are deserving, despite everything.

Face to face, hearts laid bare,

Oh how they don't realize they have fallen already.

Ezekiel belongs to @blood-and-void

Once again and for always, thank you for letting me steal him 🙏

[whumpurr]

Carus part 4

cw: pet whump, intimate/creepy whumper, piercing, stockholm syndrome, male whumpee, male whumper, age difference (both adults)

masterlist

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Carus was usually such an obedient pet. He did everything his master told him to, and he delighted in it. He loved the feeling of his master’s desires corrupting him wholly. There had only been one other time that he had grievously misbehaved as he just had. 

It must have been months and months ago by now. The memory was foggy in Carus’ head as he recalled it. He was fearful, he was new. Mr. Christopher’s affections overwhelmed him, and he’d shoved him away and tried to run, only to trip on his weak legs and fall.

Mr. Christopher had caught him quickly. He was silent, and terrifying. The punishment didn’t come for a few days after that, until a cheap, dangerous piercing kit arrived on the doorstep of Mr. Christopher’s home. It was poorly made and Mr. Christopher didn’t even bother looking up instructions before piercing Carus’ earlobes himself. Carus cried and whimpered the whole time, but he did not scream.

Mr. Christopher threatened then that the next spot would be more painful.

“S-Sir-” Carus hiccupped. Mr. Christopher did not take him on, and moved to his dresser where he pulled out one of the drawers and returned with the dreaded piercing kit. Carus hoped that the drugs were still strong enough in his system to prevent whatever pain was about to come.

“Take your shirt off.” Mr. Christopher put the piercing kit on the nightstand and waiting, standing over Carus while the pet squirmed and wriggled out of his tanktop, trying his best to make sense of his useless limbs.

“You’re lucky that you haven’t fucked up more.” Mr. Christopher sighed, crouching down and man handling Carus to sit up against the side of the bed. “I expected your body to be full of metal by now. I would’ve had to start branding you.”

He takes the needle out of the kit and wipes it on his shirt. With little fanfare, Mr. Christopher shoved the needle through Carus’ left nipple. The drugs were no longer powerful enough to stop the pain from blossoming through his chest, Carus wanting nothing more than to scrabble and run away. 

Mr. Christopher hardly gave him a second before immediately piercing the other nipple. Thin lines of blood ran down Carus’ chest, to the waistband of his pants. He hiccupped and whimpered, the sharp pain tapering off as the seconds trudged by. His tears and blood were still hot on his skin.

“Oh, shh, shh,” Mr. Christopher gently stroked his hair, “I know it hurts, but you know why I have to do this, right? You could’ve really gotten hurt pulling a trick like that.” He kneeled down properly in front of Carus.

Carus flinched away, head thumping softly against the edge of the mattress behind it. His breath was fighting its way into his chest so he could pant and whimper like a scorned beast. His world was crumbling in his head. The facility he was purchased from made sure that his body was clean and unscarred. Mr. Christopher had even paid extra for such an untarnished body, and now it was getting ruined.

“Don’t be like that,” Mr. Christopher sighed. He opened his arms, “Come here.”

Carus couldn’t help himself but tremble and crawl into his owner’s lap. His strong arms embraced him. Carus’ chest felt warm. He didn’t feel safe, but he was loved. That mattered more, he realized. That love and care mattered more than anything as temporary as his body. He’d offer it up as many times as he had to in order to keep Mr. Christopher with him, cradling him, consuming him. He’d rather be left dead in a gutter somewhere than be peeled away from his one real love. The only thing that mattered.

“You’re such a sweet pet,” Mr. Christopher soothed, continuing to stroke Carus’ hair. The pain was far from his mind now. “Can you tell me why you did what you did?”

“Josephine-” Carus said without a second thought. “You- I thought you’d r… replaced me.” He had to pause and catch his breath while he spoke. He was still fighting off the effects of whatever was in his food that made it hard to breathe.

A dark look passed over his master’s face for a moment, before thankfully submerging itself once again beneath Mr. Christopher’s usual sternness. It was almost enough to pull Carus out of the slack, loving state he was in. Almost.

“Poor thing,” Mr. Christopher sighed, warm chest rising and falling against Carus’ face, “I would never, ever replace you.” A silence stretched out, punctuated by the gentle sound of their breathing between one another. 

--

Carus baffled Christopher sometimes. It was a wonder how he could spend so much on a pet only for it to be so stubborn, making assumptions and jumping to conclusions every which way. He had even paid extra to get a pet that was unmarred, but maybe that was the explanation for Carus’ lack of training. 

Christopher did not want to have to train his pet himself. He had a company to run, and while he had enough people under him that he delegated most of his work, he still had to be in his office for the majority of the day. He simply did not have time to break the pet himself.

It really was a shame. After all the time and effort he put into this pet, he would’ve expected him to know his place a bit better. Money was no object to Christopher, but he didn’t want to just up and buy a new pet. He stroked Carus’ hair while he thought of potential solutions, only one springing to mind. Christopher lived in a well-to-do part of town, and many people nearby owned pets as well (though he never let those other pets interact with his own, the other pets were surely too ill behaved and filthy.)...

Surely there must be a pet trainer nearby.

[multiverseofmisfits]

I just realized that I keep including Samantha in the canon muses.

[disillusionedhope]

HEY!!!!!! this is my (@/junebluues) official season 41 blog! here’s a breakdown of my characters in this season:

PARTICIPANTS/ANAKT GRADUATES

020788/akari, [estimation] 22yo, [placeholder] born january 1st, 168cm, special talent for making dolls (she/her, it on occasion… um. you’ll see)

010999/basil, 24, born june 27th, 163cm, special talent for voice mimicry (he/they)

020378/marin, 21, born july 4th, 172cm, special talent for dancing (she/they)

030928/mira, 21, born august 28th, 165cm, special talent for fashion design (they/she)

NON-PARTICIPANTS

020211/elodie, 23, born march 7th, 162cm, special talent for culinary arts (she/they)

010863/shichiro, 24, born february 3rd, 183cm, special talent for combat training (he/him)

LORE BASED (never went to ANAKT)

caru, unknown whereabouts, has relations to elodie

marie, did not come to anakt, has relations to elodie

kevin, did not come to anakt, older brother of akari, friend of basil

[?????], cannot come to anakt, older sister of akari

isaiah, cannot come to anakt, younger brother of akari

parsley, did not come to anakt, younger brother of basil

LORE BASED (attended ANAKT)

sirius, anakt graduate, “mentor” of basil

okay so basically. marin doesn’t have much lore yet but the others have a lot… i’m going to figure it out soon enough

lore based ocs are ocs that only appear in lore, and will not get official profiles (with the exception of shichiro, and i guess sirius? since she already has one) but they WILL get those like, headshot photos for audio files, memories, and other things

participant ocs are my main ocs.

this list may update as i go along.

please feel free to send asks to the characters (which they will answer themselves) either from your oc or youself, as well as asks to me, their creator! don’t be afraid to ask about friendships/romantic relationships with characters, i’m always open to ideas!

character identities:

akari is an aroace lesbian, she feels minimal attraction and when she does it’s only towards women

elodie and shichiro are bisexual

marin is pansexual

basil is gay and asexual

mira is transfem and lesbian

[razowor-backup]

Heeeeeeeeey! Caru here, making a short promo for this blog that has undergone some recent changes.

So here's an indie canon-divergent RP blog, mainly for our wolf boy Razor from Genshin Impact. Did you say he's a good boy? Well, about that-

Oh, he also have a big sister here named Samantha, an OC who is currently a knight in the Knights of Favonius.

Before getting many expectations, you gotta need to read the disclaimer and rules first.

Feel free to reblog to spread this around.

[caruskie]

Well- I just wanted to send my art idea but since it's already closed I'll leave it for you to do whenever you want :D I don't know... When will it open again or I don't know, no rush! But I really like your drawings!

Could you draw Lyan interacting with his oc Carus and Dmitri maybe? The scenario is your preference XD

Thanks for reading! I love your art!!! ✨🌟🌹🌹

( - , -) earrings look like Doritos, I'm gonna do a lil bite-

[quinty-imara]

Decided to put all my active dnd characters in one line up, and as a party they would NOT get along...

[tarosin666]

a familiar warmth

[ambasingresident]

Decided to draw the OC's of the THSC community on Tumblr as characters from the TNO universe (THSC x TNO)

I drew the oc's present in the post based on the artstyle of each blog (or at least how I interpret it) and the theme I gave to each oc. Hope ya'll like and enjoy it. I'll probably draw a second batch of THSC oc's x TNO art if I can find any oc that I can draw, if you want to be included then just dm me (or don't).

@yunaisky 's Andy Postman and Frederick Cedric x The Red Poppy Movement

"The Tyrant-Fighting Boyfriends of Roue"

@bluetorchsky 's Accordion and Violin x The Humanist

"The Music Dragons of Shostakovich"

@rarestdoge, @smoresthehalloweenqueen, and @mai-mai-lim 's ABC Trio x Siberian Black Army

"Be Gay, Do Crime!"

@caruskie 's Carus x Free Aviators

"The Witch of the Urals"

@capturecharlesau 's Danny Felizima x Governorate of the Levant

"Capitano Luce Stellare del Levante (Captain Starlight of the Levant)"

@ceresfromnationstates 's Calvin Perez x South African War (US Inteevention)

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING SOUTH AFRICA!!!!!!!!!"

@m1mk1d 's Max and @itz-candikin 's Lexi x Buryatia

"Le Holesom Mutineers of Sablin"

(Tbh I had fun drawing all of these, will look forward in making a project like this)

[mechanical-v1scera]

(somebody please remind me to wait 48 hours before posting my art, I always change things)

the OC brain rot has finally gotten the best of me and i have drawn them… several times

In order of appearance: Malalai Bennet, Levi Turner (he/him for both)

[minies-rp-prompts]

Introduction

Hi! I'm known as Mod Minie, and this is a sideblog of my main (@serendipminie). I run 21 different roleplay blogs for Genshin Impact, Honkai: Star Rail, Zenless Zone Zero, Wuthering Waves, etc.

Muses I'm most known for are Aventurine, Ruan Mei, and Pantalone :)

It's very fun to do ask games on rp blogs and to reply to asks in character, so I've decided to make a blog for some that I can come up with!

Here, I'll post some of my ask game ideas, let others submit their own ideas, and reblog other prompts so I can save them for later :)

Guidelines:

~ Keep the submitted prompts sfw if you please, suggestive is okay!

~ No random links in asks unless they are links to other Tumblr posts (if they are there, please specify what they are)

~ Be kind, please. Any hateful comments related but not limited to racism, sexism, homophobia, ableism, ageism and transphobia will not be tolerated here and you may be blocked.

~ Feel free to send DMs to the mod if you have any concerns or just want to chat!

Blogs I run!

(If you are interested, click read more! But uh there are a lot, you have been warned)

Alien Stage:

~ Hyuna (@lip-n-hip-hyuna) WIP

~ Till (@till-the-stars-burn)

Genshin Impact:

~ Citlali (@nightwind-fortune-teller)

~ Hydro Eidolon Kaveh (@hydro-eidolon-kaveh)

~ Neuvillette (@hydro-dragon-neuvillette)

~ Ningguang (@lady-of-the-qixing) WIP

~ Pantalone (@regrator-pantalone)

Honkai: Star Rail:

~ Aventurine (@a-gilded-imprisonment)

~ Black Swan (@soothsayer-black-swan) WIP

~ Carus - Masked Fool Aven (@peacocks-pantomime)

~ Kafka (@coat-thief-kafka)

~ Jiaoqiu (@yaoqing-healer-jiaoqiu)

~ Mr. Reca (@fulis-filmmaker)

~ Ruan Mei (@floral-triptych)

Wuthering Waves:

~ Camellya (@bloom-bearer-camellya)

~ Yangyang (@midnight-ranger-outrider)

~ Zhezhi (@chromatic-prose)

Zenless Zone Zero:

~ Burnice White (@flamemaker-shaker) WIP

~ Grace Howard (@heavy-industries-howard) WIP

Original characters:

~ Vasha Sterling - HSR OC (@shattered-memoria) WIP

[whumpurr]

Carus pt 3

cw: male whumpee, male whumper, age difference (both adults), alcohol consumption, drug use, overdose, piercing, pet whump

masterlist

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Carus had to be quick with his first meal, otherwise he wouldn’t be lucid enough to keep eating through the second. His bites were interspersed with swigs of the alcoholic drink he was given. Before long, the meat and potatoes were gone, and he was practically tossing that container aside to move onto tomorrow’s meal. Chicken, broccoli, and rice. He felt like a wild dog tearing into the meat with his teeth just to gulp it down without chewing. He powered through his second drink as well.

By the end of it, he didn’t feel tipsy or drugged. He felt ill.

His exposed stomach was visibly bloated, his cropped tanktop and short shorts affording him no graces. Even though his mouth was filling with hot saliva, he had to keep himself from throwing up the contents of his stomach if he wanted the drugs and alcohol to affect him properly.

He curled up on the bare mattress on his floor. His arms wrapped around his stomach and he took deep breaths, attempting to will the effect to kick in.

Carus couldn’t keep track of how long it took to start working, but it was sudden when he was hit with the feeling that his brain was going to start leaking out of his ears. Everything in his head was liquified and swirling around, his eyes couldn’t focus on anything in the room. He was sleepy. His fingertips were cold. 

He could just take a little nap. He knew that his body would automatically wake up around the time that Mr. Christopher got home anyways. His eyes fluttered shut, long lashes fanning over his pale cheeks. Even if he didn’t wake up before Mr. Christopher got back, he knew that he must look so appealing all dozing and pliant on his bed.

--

When Carus awoke, he was in Mr. Christopher’s bed. His clothing was all still intact, and the large window at the other side of the room was a portal into pitch black night. He hadn’t intended to sleep that long, but he was pretty certain that the sun had probably just set. He might’ve slept the afternoon away but with any hope, it was still early enough in the evening that he could correct his misdeed of not being awake to greet his master at the door.

Carus attempted to move himself from the bed, but his body was far heavier than he remembered. It was loose and wobbly, he wasn’t sure if he could stand at all, but he would at least have to try. With a push, he toppled onto the floor in a heap, sprawled out on his side. His chest felt heavy, the air having to fight its way into his lungs.

Carus heard weighty footsteps coming closer. He couldn’t even get himself into a proper position to greet his Master before Mr. Christopher opened the door, throwing it against the wall. He never looked so intimidating, looking down at Carus, still dressed in his button down and slacks, his suit jacket left elsewhere.

“M-Mast’rrr-” Carus slurred out, jaw slack and mouth drooly.

“Shut up.” Mr. Christopher growled, debasing himself by stooping down next to Carus to look closer at him. “What the fuck did you do?”

Carus loved Mr. Christopher. He really did. That made it even harder to admit what he had done, so he simply cast his gaze down to the floor, eyes looking down, nestled in the dark circles beneath them.

“What-” Mr. Christopher grabbed Carus by the hair, tugging his head up, easily moving what felt like hundreds of pounds to Carus. “Did you do? Don’t make me ask a third time.”

"F-Food, ate both..." Carus barely managed to get the words out.

A sharp sting bloomed across Carus’ cheek as Mr. Christopher slapped him across the face. It still wasn’t enough to have Carus’ body waking up properly. Carus worried that he got some of his drool on Mr. Christopher’s hand.

“Are you fucking serious?” Mr Christohper was nearly shouting. “I give you clear rules, do I not? Can you not read?”

Carus didn’t want to say why he’d done what he had. He was hoping that Mr. Christopher would let it get chalked up to him being stupid or greedy. Something that would be expected of a selfish pet like him.

Mr. Christopher dropped Carus’ head, and the pet immediately missed the touch and the attention from his dear master. The man stood towering over Carus, who couldn’t muster the strength to lift himself from the floor.

Eyes raked over Carus’ body, aggressive and demeaning. Somewhere in the back of Carus’ mind, he was happy that there was no way Mr. Christopher was thinking of Josephine now.

Carus got his head grabbed once again, turned this way and that. Then Mr. Christopher’s warm, strong hands were lifting up the bottom hem of his shirt, then lowering it again. Carus’ master stared at the small black pearls that sat in Carus’ ear lobes, the piercing having been given to him by his master the last time Carus had misbehaved.

“I think,” Mr. Christopher said, “It’s time for you to get some new jewelry.”