#oc: ur serpent

[polkamokachika]

wife and i's eo ocs....

[luciferissatan]

I wanna talk about my swashbucking trans dnd character who is in love with his eldritch horror pirate captain okay

[throughtrialbyfire]

tagged by @wispstalk to find five words (air, mind, give, old, between) in my WIP and share the excerpts they appear in!! thank u so much!! <3333

i'm going to be using Cycle of the Serpent, since it's got the most writing to pull from!

tagging @orfeoarte @totally-not-deacon @umbracirrus @viss-and-pinegar @gilgamish @v1ctory-or-sovngarde @mareenavee @boethiahspillowbook ! your words are WOODS, SILENCE, CLOUDS, STEAL, BLADE

air - chapter 18

Wind raked its strong fingers through the plains. He tugged his cowl over his head to escape the sudden chill of it against his ears. The scent of wood-smoke from chimneys perfumed the air, stirring up against the indigo skies. Houses lined one district of Whiterun, businesses in another. A world of grids and winding streets atop rolling hills, with Dragonsreach perched high above it all, the ground it crested like the great claw of one of those heinous beasts they were, apparently, destined to fight. All of it stuck to him, the images of the houses and trees, the stones and the wood posts, the sound of night birds and insects in their natural chorus. At one time, he'd been adrift in the world. At one time, he'd known nothing but long roads and surface-level observations of towns. Briefly, here, he became keenly reminded of that life. Always observing, but never a part of it, always the admirer, never the artist nor the brush nor the paint.

mind - chapter 16

Athenath remained silent at his side, pulling a few strands of hair between their fingers, winding and unwinding them around a digit. They'd open their mouth to speak, closed, re-opened, but the words tore themselves away from his mind before they even had enough time to process them, allocate them into a sentence, form the sounds, and so Athenath remained quiet and closed their mouth, shaking their head. They wanted to say something. Everything, even. Tell Emeros what he'd been thinking the entire time he'd been slashing at the dummy, but drained of all that same fire, Athenath stood here with nothing but a cork in their throat pushing down every word, even if it stifled them, even if it hurt.

give - chaper 23

"You know, not many survived that place. If you could give us a hand, Legate Rikke-" he motioned to the woman beside him, stray hairs catching the light, "-could have some use for you. Besides, I'm sure your being imprisoned was all a big misunderstanding." Wyndrelis cleared his throat and looked up at the Bosmer, already making a slow, calculated stride to the General, his teeth grit together. With a deep inhale, he spoke, ignoring the light twitch of his undereye, the pittering in his chest. "General, I do not wish to waste your time, nor do I believe mine is of any less value," he began, "however, my compatriots and I have come a long way to be here. Not to mention, the scene we witnessed in your town square-" "Roggvir, the traitor," Tullius scoffed, shaking his head, disbelief clearly running courses through him, "he opened the gate for Ulfric Stormcloak after he murdered High King Torygg-" "And started this bloody Civil War proper, yes, I'm well aware of the stories, sir." Emeros interrupted in a bored drone, his wrist making idle motions.

old - chapter 20

"Father, how old were you when you left home?" Came the sound of a young man's voice, the wall sconces and hearth combining to cast an orange glow to his already bright ginger hair. His father, wiping down the counter, sighed and rubbed his brow. "I know where this is going, son. As I've said many a time, the world is a dangerous place. You're much safer here at the inn, with me." He wrenched his fingers from the glass he'd been cleaning, cloth abandoned as he rested the palm along the bar surface.

between - chapter 25

The Dunmer fanned his fingers between lengths of his raven-dark hair, pushing the feathery strands against the winds that shoved it against the back of his neck, tickling the skin. He cursed quietly, but knew it was no use. Here, the wind was a perpetual thing, only cut by the rail-thin trees pushing up through the snow like needles through an incision. He grimaced. Scrunched his nose. The thought evaporated the moment he processed it, the sound of Emeros' harsh whisper for the group to get down, to slide against the back of a larger tree. Athenath followed quickly in suit, clutching the sword they'd snagged from the Helgen armory.

[ohklah0ma]

how much money do i have to bribe u with to hear abt your ocs. im willing to pay the fine please whatever it is

brother i will pay YOU to listen to me talk about my ocs. allow me to provide you with a sample of my wares aka some of my favorite children (opens one side of my jacket with several dolls strapped inside)

natalie macalistair - an angsty teenage ghost “””girl””” who is desperately running from their past and themself no matter the cost or who it hurts

aziel lockstone/“poet” - a traveling writer who settles down in the lepid grove on the coopSMP (collaborative story with friends we have videos and everything) after being chased out of town after town. eventually the horrors ensue as his family is torn apart. how far is he willing to go to find something (or someone) that will last?

avery laurier, the ace of hearts - an oc i stole my name from when i transitioned LAWL. the owner of serpent’s eye casino and the god of luck, who takes punishing the unfortunate malefactors who wander into their domain into their own hands when the other gods fail to do so.

oberon - a fallen god stripped of his power and his memory. he conceals his face from the world and himself with a bird mask and wanders through dimensions without a care in the world. at least, he doesn’t have any that he remembers long enough to worry about

axel finch - my mandela catalogue oc if you know what that is :-) axel is a shut-in who refuses to leave his room for weeks at a time because he’s convinced his sister was replaced by a demonic eldritch creature taking her appearance and identity in her absence. his parents don’t believe him and neither do his friends, but he doesn’t need anyone else to believe him when he’s sure he’ll eventually prove them all wrong with enough research and dedication

let me know if ur interested in any of these silly guys in particular i will explode about them in detail if u want

also thabj u for being interested even a little i might cry /gen

[violetjedisylveon]

To Grandma's House We Go!

Eda Raises Two Gods AU chapter 22

Summary: Eda and the kids go to Datura's house for the weekend.

Word count: 3.6k

Warnings: 🚫mostly fluff but references to trauma🚫

A/N: Happy Pride Month! It is the month of gays! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ Gwendolyn is not the grandma mentioned in the title, she and Eda still aren't on good terms, and won't be for a long while. The grandma is the swamp grandma.

Ira, archivist OC

Eda Raises Two Gods AU Masterpost

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Guilt.

Guilt was the reason they breathed, the reason their lungs expanded, taking air in and pushing it out.

Regret.

Regret was the reason they moved, the reason their muscles pulled and released, pushing them ever onward.

A desire to fix the bond that was broken was the reason star touched blood coursed through their veins.

A terrible mistake was the reason they lived.

A guilty conscience was the reason they would not die.

Their heart forever pumped blood that did not belong to them.

Emotions that were not theirs brought them back.

Yet they believed in them just as strongly.

The Star-Touched God was not their creator.

Their creator died.

But the Star-Touched God did give them a second life.

A second life and a request.

To look after this world for her.

The Star-Touched God believed she was not welcomed here, but her guilty conscience could not leave this world unattended.

They agreed to watch over their world, to tell the Star-Touched God what was happening and to alert her if anything noteworthy happened.

The Star-Touched God checked in every couple of centuries, never coming here herself, though they knew she remained close by.

The Guardianship of this world was their responsibility.

They didn't interfere with much, they stayed away from the witches unless they caused problems, like those Trappers, those they would gladly skewer.

Mostly they made sure the environment remained stable. The aftermath had been chaotic for those from before, those who came from the Titans were less affected.

They made sure to stay away from the Stain. Their muzzle wrinkled at the thought of him.

The Stain only knew of them from old legends and stories, and that was how it would stay.

They stopped, their hooves splashing the surface of the water they stood on.

The domain of the Serpent and the Tree stood before them, Boiling Mangroves guarded the shoreline, allowing for a transition between boiling seas and swamp water.

The Serpent and Tree were fiercely defensive of their lands, the Stain was not permitted here either, making it a perfect place to hide out for their former species.

They may have looked like the unicorns that once raced across the Boiling Seas with Titans, but they were something different now.

They approached the swamps.

The Serpent and Tree greeted them passively, opening themselves to let them in.

They kindly thanked their allies and trotted off to check on the herds that had made the swamps their home since the Stain started hunting them.

XXX

Enzo was practically vibrating next to her on her staff.

The kid had been more excitable, almost giddy, since yesterday. They were so excited to be going back to Datura's.

The owl beast was equally excited to be going back to Datura's, she could feel the damn bird vibrating in the back of her mind.

She swerved around the swamp growth, finally exiting the maze surrounding Datura’s dwelling.

Smoke came from the chimney.

Datura was home, preparing for their arrival in her typical fashion.

Enzo tumbled off the staff, King shooting off after him, and ran off at full speed towards the door. They knocked excitedly, bouncing in anticipation.

“Relax starshine, she's not going anywhere.” Eda chuckled, ruffling her kid's hair.

They batted playfully at her hand.

The door got thrown wide open.

“Edalyn!” A bright, happy voice exclaimed.

Eda barely had time to register who it was before the woman was giving her a bone crushing Ursa hug. She let out a pained wheeze.

“Chusi darling, you're suffocating her.” Datura called from inside the house.

“Oh, right.” Chusi chuckled, setting her back down.

“It's so good to see you!” She told her, squeezing her arms lightly.

Eda just nodded, still trying to catch her breath. The dragon woman towered over her and the kids at well over eight feet tall, she was giant. Enzo's jaw had dropped open the moment they saw her.

Datura came around from the kitchen, drying her hands as she approached her mate. Titan! Chusi made Datura look small.

“I think you've blown the children’s mind.” She whispered.

Chusi's floppy dragon ears perked up at the mention of the kids.

“Are you going to introduce us to your children, kit?” Datura prompted with a smug grin.

Eda glared up at her, the smug old witch would certainly be rubbing this in once her kids were sleeping.

“Chusi, these are Enzo and King, they're my kids.” Eda introduced her kids.

She was officially introducing Enzo and King as her kids for the first time.

She'd be lying if the pride in Datura's eyes didn't make her feel good.

“H-hello!” Enzo waved shyly, clinging to her dress with one hand.

“Hello there you little cutie.” Chusi cooed, bending down to Enzo's level, or as far as she could.

“It's wonderful to finally meet you, Marigold has told me all about you.” Chusi greeted them.

“You're a dragon!” Enzo exclaimed, immediately covering their mouth, giving Chusi an apologetic look.

“I know, it's cool right?” Chusi laughed.

“It's the coolest! I've never seen a dragon up close before!” Enzo shouted.

“Well aren't you just the sweetest thing?” Chusi ruffled Enzo's hair.

“I think there's something as sweet as you waiting in the kitchen.” She whispered, leaning closer.

Enzo’s eyes lit up with excitement, they looked to her for permission.

“Go ahead starshine.” She told them.

Both her kids raced off, Datura and Chusi watched them go fondly 

“Aw, we're grannies.” Chusi gushed, holding a hand over her heart.

“Aren't you both already great grandparents?” Eda asked.

“Soon to be double great grandparents, Altalune is going to be due in a few weeks.” Datura said warmly.

Eda knew Altalune, she was one of the pair’s younger family members, he hung around while she lived here quite a bit. Datura’s many kids and grandkids all made time to visit her throughout the year; it was a werebeast thing, even if they were more on the solitary end, they still sought to maintain a strong connection with their families.

“That's good.” she said.

Nibs slithered out of their spot in her hair, hissing for attention.

“Oh? How's our future Great Serpent doing?” Datura asked, booping Nibs’s nose.

The insufferable little noodle puffed out confidently.

“Don't boost their ego too much.” Eda pleaded.

“Aw, there's nothing wrong with giving the little guy a little confidence boost.” Chusi laughed.

“You don't have to live with the shit.” Eda huffed.

“She can't be that bad, look at that sweet little noodle.” Chusi said, lifting Nibs out of her hair.

Nibs preened at the praise, Eda rolled her eyes, Chusi was a huge softy for anything feline or serpentine. Maybe that's why she likes Datura so much. Eda thought passively as she headed inside the house.

Enzo and King were already happily eating, King had a plate piled high with all the tasty things he liked, Enzo had significantly less, the kid was still awkward about asking for stuff or doing things for themself.

Given what she'd just learned, the poor kid had an incredibly negative self perception and didn't think they deserved anything.

“Do you want some more?” She prompted them.

“Can I?” They asked, eyes shining with excitement.

“Course kiddo, didn't Datura say you can help yourself at her house?” She said, ruffling the kid's hair.

They didn't answer, instead happily reaching for another piece of blossom bread. I really need to learn how to make that. Eda thought.

“You should eat something too, kit, you're looking thin.” Datura said, coming up behind her.

The werebeast guided her to a seat right in front of all her favorites, Eda glared while the werebeast gave her a smug, cat-like grin. She crossed her arms, refusing to give Datura the easy win.

“Listen to your mother, Edalyn.” Chusi chuckled, ruffling her hair as she set Nibs down at a little spot set for them.

“She's not my- ugh!” Eda groaned, conceding defeat and slumping down at her seat.

Datura smiled happily, handing her a plate piled high with food. Eda accepted and begrudgingly ate the very delicious food, ignoring her mentor's happy, self satisfied look.

She let the kids fill Datura and Chusi in on everything that happened since they last visited, it was mostly ramblings about the shenanigans they got up to with Gailine.

Datura cooed and gushed over every little thing the kids told her, watching them with heavily dilated pupils.

A little weird for the typically more reserved werebeast, that was the kind of behavior she expected from Chusi.

She leaned over to the dragon sitting next to her, covering her mouth as she asked, “What's with Datura today?”

Chusi glanced between her and her mate, then grinned.

“Oh, she's all broody because I laid a slug* the other week, and with a new cub, she's getting all hormonal and protective. It's mostly the new baby, the slug didn't help.” Chusi said.

A biscuit hit the dragon square in the forehead. Datura was glowering at them with a face Eda could only describe as pouty.

“I'm not broody.” Datura huffed.

“Yes, Nightshade, you are.” Chusi told her, tail swaying slightly.

“Oh.” Eda hummed.

She'd heard about this from the other family members when she was younger, Datura got very cuddly apparently.

“Yep. She gets like this every time. It's adorable.” Chusi beamed.

Datura tossed another biscuit at her, Chusi caught it, smiling smugly at her wife.

“Thank you Marigold.” She said with a wink.

Datura huffed and turned away, stuffing her face with some blossom bread to hide her blushing face.

“I thought they were all pulling my leg about this! I didn't think it actually happened!” Eda snorted, covering her mouth as she tried not to laugh.

“You laugh now but you won't laugh when she drags you off to her nest.” Chusi said.

“huh?”

“Mama?” Enzo piped up.

“Yeah starshine?” Eda glanced at her kids, their plates were cleaned and stacked.

“Can we play outside?” They asked.

“Sure, you can go in the swamp but don't stray too far.” She said.

“Thanks Mama!” Enzo exclaimed, giving her a tight hug before running outside with King and Nibs on his shoulders.

She watched the kids head right for the swamps, no doubt Enzo was heading to visit Amanita’s colony to see the kittens.

“You've sure got some sweet kids.” Chusi hummed.

“Yeah, Enzo's a good kid.” Eda agreed.

“And King?” Datura raised an eyebrow.

“He's still a shit.”

XXX

“King! Slow down!” Enzo called out.

King, defiant as always, charged ahead into the dense foliage. Chuckling, Enzo ran after him, the soggy ground squelched under their feet.

Enzo leaped forward, snatching King off the ground and rolling into a rotting, mushroom covered log. Their little brother squealed in his grasp, Enzo tickled his tummy, eliciting a shrill squeak.

He stopped so King didn't end up peeing on him, again. They sat up, looking at where they had ended up in their chase.

They were at the edge of an opening in the swampy jungle containing a slightly raised grassy hill with dense clusters of berry bushes on it.

Don't think we've been here before. They thought, standing up with King in their arms.

“Wanna see if we can make any friends here?” They asked King.

Their little brother nodded eagerly. He loved getting new playmates, the ducky sock could only entertain him for so long.

Enzo stepped out of the forested area, climbing up the hill towards the nearest bunch of berries. King wiggled in their arms at the thought of more food, as though he hadn't eaten less than an hour ago.

“Little glutton.” Enzo giggled.

They leaned over the thorny bush, examining the berries. They didn't remember the name, but they did recognize the orange and yellow berries. They were safe, as safe as anything on the Isles, to eat, and they were ripe. He plucked a few, popping them into their mouth.

The berries exploded into a delightful mix of sweet and sour tang.

Citrusy!

They grabbed a few for King.

“Want some? They're tasty.” They offered.

King sniffed the brightly colored berries curiously, then shoved his face into them, squishing more berries than he ate.

“Ew, King!” Enzo whined, shaking their sticky hand in the air.

King didn't even look guilty, he just wiggled out of their grasp and started chowing down on berries. Enzo wiped his hand on their pants.

“Silly.” They said, grabbing a handful of berries for themself.

They sat next to King, observing the little critters scavenging the hill and forest from afar. It was nice.

A small group of jackalopes were scavenging around the bottom of the hill. A lookout was watching for trouble from a log, it's ears suddenly perked, flicking back.

The lookout gave a loud shriek, the rest of the jackalopes bolted up, racing off for the cover of the forest. Their own ears flicked back at the rumbling sound heading in their direction.

Before they could move, a shrill cry rang through the air.

A unicorn.

A herd of unicorns was approaching the hill.

Slowly, Enzo turned around, crouching in the bushes to obverse the familiar creatures.

They remembered playing with Este, the others, and the unicorns.

Este had shown them how unicorns got made, the effort and skill that went into carving the body properly. The blood that gave them life and immunity to the boiling waters.

The species could reproduce by itself, they wouldn't have lasted long if they couldn't, but it was like a rite of passage to create one, to carve and make life from nothing but Palistrom wood. Kinda like Palisman and witches. Este made a Palisman, she made it so they could grow with her.

Este and Papa had begun guiding them through making one of their own, they never got to finish it.

I wonder if it's still around somewhere… Palistrom wood doesn't- no! I don't deserve to finish it. Enzo shook the thought away.

The unicorns came into view, they'd changed a little, more adapted to the swamps with flowers and mushrooms growing in their manes and tails, but they weren't that different from the ones they knew, unicorns were made to fit in all environments.

The herd spread out over the hill, digging into the bushes for tasty berries. Each moved gracefully, even the clumsy babies. They looked so delicate and fragile, they knew how tough they really were. They used their horns with deadly efficiency.

Enzo leaned forwards, wanting to see them better.

A twig snapped.

“King.” Enzo hissed, grabbing hold of the little gremlin.

There was a unicorn close to the bush they were hiding behind.

The unicorn’s head snapped up in their direction, fixing them with hauntingly familiar colored eyes.

The blue was the same shade as the blood shed to first breathe life into the creatures.

They froze, staring into the delicate, dangerous creature’s eyes.

It's ear twitched, it didn't look away, even as all the others did. A happy whinny came from one of the younger ones. It cheerfully raced off towards something.

The unicorn stepped closer to them, lowering its head in preparation for an attack.

A commanding neigh got the unicorn's attention, its head turned in the direction of the sound. It gave them a side glance, the edges of its muzzle flicked.

Its face opened like a flower. The concealing flaps of skin pulling back, revealing the true, fanged mouth hidden under the horse-like muzzle. It snarled, a sharp tongue lashed around, before closing its mouth and galloping back up the hill towards whatever had the other unicorn’s attention.

Standing at the top of the hill was another unicorn, taller and bigger than all the rest, with a mane that floated all around it.

The unicorn that had been near them ran to its side and whinnied, flicking its tail in their direction.

The unicorn on the hill looked towards them, it gave a command to the rest to stay back.

Enzo ducked, thinking quickly to cover King in an illusion spell to make him look like some kind of dog or cat, then covered themself with their own illusion.

Their heart raced.

They knew who that was, what that was. The animals whispered about it, they called it the Star-Touched One.

They knew who where it came from.

Enzo felt a warm breath on his head, they jolted, looking up into eyes that held galaxies in them.

The Star-Touched unicorn stared down at them, nebula mane floating around their neck.

It stared into their soul.

They couldn't look away from its star filled eyes.

It was like a trance, or an interrogation.

The Star-Touched’s muzzle flaps flicked slightly.

Enzo broke eye contact, glancing down at its mouth briefly. They froze as the Star-Touched pressed it's soft, velvety muzzle into their hair, they could feel it taking in long, deep breaths.

It's trying to get my scent! Enzo realized.

Despite how long they'd been here, they still smelled like the stars, it was unmistakable if you knew what to look for.

The Star-Touched pulled back, nostrils flaring like it caught a whiff of something bad.

It eyed them curiously, Enzo couldn't meet that star filled gaze for very long.

It was too familiar.

The Star-Touched nuzzled their cheek with its soft nose, they let out a sigh of relief.

It nudged him slightly, pushing them back onto their feet. They cast a bewildered look at the once-unicorn, it flicked its mane back towards the herd, all the unicorns were on edge and antsy.

Oh, I'm scaring them. It's just protecting them. They realized.

“I-i’ll leave… if you want me to.” Enzo told the Star-Touched.

The creature’s ears flicked, it scanned the forest with narrowed eyes. It neighed disapprovingly, shaking its head.

“Is something wrong?” They asked it.

The Star-Touched nudged them forward, they tightened their grip on King, he'd been uncharacteristically calm for this whole exchange. It walked ahead of them, wrapping its tail around his arm as it passed them. It gave them a gentle tug, looking back over its shoulder when they didn't move.

“A-are you guiding me?” Enzo asked.

The Star-Touched nodded.

“O-oh, y-you don't, you don't need to, I can get back on my own.” They said.

It shook its head, snorting in disapproval. It tugged their arm again.

Guess I don't have a choice. They thought.

It tugged again, stomping impatiently.

“I'm coming, I'm coming.” They told it, following the former unicorn through the trees.

I hope it doesn't freak Mama out.

XXX

Surprisingly, the Star-Touched knew exactly where they had come from, and guided them straight back to Datura's home.

“Uh, thanks? Bye now.” Enzo awkwardly waved it goodbye, trying to walk away from the creature.

It tugged them back, shooting them a dirty look like they'd just tried to get away with something naughty.

“She said we could play, you know.” Enzo mumbled as the Star-Touched marched him to the door.

The Star-Touched had to crane its neck down to knock on the door with its horn. Enzo covered their face to hide their burning cheeks.

Chusi opened the door, Nibs was napping in her hair. She glanced at them then the Star-Touched holding them by the arm, and back to them.

“There you are kid, we were starting to get worried.” Chusi said, ruffling their hair.

They stared at her in shock.

“You're not questioning this?” They gestured to the massive creature that had decided it needed to bring them home.

“Kid, I'm literally a dragon.” She responded calmly.

“I'll take it from here.” She told the Star-Touched.

It released their arm, giving them a little nudge into the house, Enzo shot a glare over their shoulder. It snorted in a suspiciously laugh-like way.

“See ya later.” Chusi said, closing the door once the Star-Touched headed off.

“Who was that, darling?” Datura asked from the living room.

“Just Bluey, it decided Enzo here needed to come home.” Chusi said, ruffling up their hair again.

“You okay starshine?” Mama asked, standing up from her spot in the living room.

“Yeah I'm fine, King's fine too.” They said cheerfully.

Some of the tension left Mama's shoulders, she sat back down. Enzo peered at whatever they had all been sitting around.

“What’re you doing?” He asked.

“Chusi and I are doing some weaving, and I'm helping Edalyn refresh her knitting skills.” Datura said.

She was sitting on the couch facing the fireplace, to the far side of her was a really big loom, there was another on the other side that looked like Chusi was working on. Datura was working away at hers with her three back tentacles, her hands were busy with knitting something. Mama was sitting next to her with her own knitting needles, hers looked a lot messier than Datura's.

Mama noticed them staring and snorted.

“Go ahead, laugh all you want you little turd.” She said teasingly, waving her attempt around lazily.

“No, I think it's pretty good!” Enzo said.

“Your songbird always was better with textile work.” Datura chuckled.

Mama's face reddened and she hid her face in her hands.

“Not in front of the kids.” She pleaded.

Enzo cocked their head to the side.

“Who's the songbird?” They asked.

Datura and Chusi glanced at each other with matching grins.

“Well, owlet, your little disguise looks an awful lot like them.” Datura snickered.

Mama mumbled something under her breath.

“What's that supposed to mean?” Enzo asked.

“Your mom will tell you when she's ready. Or you'll bump into them.” Chusi told them.

Enzo frowned slightly at the less than satisfactory answer.

“Would you like to try knitting, Owlet?” Datura asked, offering them a pair of knitting needles.

“Really?!” Enzo nearly dropped King in their excitement.

He snarled at them in irritation, wiggling free of their grasp to go curl by the fireplace.

Enzo sat down between Datura and Mama, eagerly taking the needles from Datura.

“First step, loop the yarn on the needle…”

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*a slug is an infertile egg in the reptile world, Chusi had an infertile egg not a literal slug.

Fun fact! Unicorn muzzles open up like demigorgons, they have a true mouth hidden within the false one, their skin peels back and opens like a flower, revealing their sharp, dangerous true mouth. I thought it'd be fitting for the Boiling Isles.

The Serpent and the Tree are the ones from the story Datura told a few chapters back.

Things like the Great Serpent and the Great Tree are all beings that came about after the extinction of the Titans that were exposed to the freshly spilled Titan's Blood and did not die from it. They aren't as powerful as the Titans, but collectively they've taken over the role of Titans, protectors and guardians of their own areas, they have much smaller ranges than the Titans did, so there are more around the isles and in other parts of the world, they all have a collective beef with Titan Trappers naturally. So they've become Demi gods or the new gods.

The Guardian/Star-Touched One is not like the demi god beings, they're older and made from a different type of blood.

[h-doodles]

hi, can I ask for your top ten favorite fics ? :)

Hi anon hiiiiiiii welcome!!! u caught me at a good time, ur soooo lucky bc i just glanced at my notifs and saw this ask get sent <3 KDBDKDKK its been literal years since i checked my ask box 👉🏻👈🏻

BUT ANYWAY! top 10 of all time???? be warned that while i am currently enchanted with ONE (1) 6 ft 3 in actress, I still do consider myself a girlie with varied tastes so. my old & other fandoms are mixed in my current list!

without further ado:

#10: knowledge for knowledge's sake by tigriswolf (ao3) || quite an old piece detailing how a change in the personality of one Hermione Granger could have had a massive impact to the story— and while I don't fuck with JKTerfling, the fics I've read from the old fans in the HP fandom are still honestly, some of the BEST I have EVER read. This one in particular irrevocably changed me as a teen, and is one story that I continue to draw inspiration upon when I create dark!AUs for my SI/OCs.

#9: Zutopia by itslivybear (ao3) || the fluff, the worldbuilding, an AU where Izuku is mentored by our beloved Rat God & together, they fix the world problems? GIRLIES catch me forever LOVING this concept like you could NEVER believe <3

#8: (not so) Bad Idea by @sarahpaulsonsoftie (tumblr post) || HEE HEE ITS LIVING IN MY MIND RENT FREE LIKE HELP THESE BITCHES GAY!!!!!! GOOD FOR THEM!!!!!!! ft a meddling plantita who really mothered; Marilyn Thornhill <3

#7: Hold my Soul by connyhascontrol (ao3) || I got into Trixie/Katya completely by one @montaguehphm introducing me to UNHhhh (HIIIIIII bestie I hope everything is going good and that ur gay keeps slay <3) and I haven't recovered ever since— reading the fics by writers on AO3 was a happy little accident, but one i will FOREVER love, nonetheless. Anyway, this particular fic was SO brilliantly original and YET so entrenched in the personalities between T&K that it ABSOLUTELY just wrecks me everytime I reread it. anyways hi @connyhascontrol pls know ur brilliant <3

#6: I think I'm gonna call him out by hellelf (ao3, users only) || again, another AU for Hermione fic, that's chockfull of world building and interesting relationships! It's been unupdated from its 5 chapters since 2021, but I still LOVE to look back at it from time to time 💖

#5: The Confectionary Chronicles series by cheshire_caroll (ao3); Into the Black series by angelholme (ao3); Hermione Granger & the Serpent's Renaissance series by epsi1on (ao3) AND New Blood by artemisgirl (ff.net) || if it's not evident, i am an absolute slut for fics ft. Hermione being badass & put into a v cool plot w/ insane amounts of world building, so yeah, def a top 5 most contender <3

#4: The Infinitely Curious Woman by chararii (ao3) || literally ALL of their fics are absolute bangers, and while I forever mourn their decision to stop all Naruto fics thanks to the great harddrive incident of 2022, I have nonetheless the GREATEST respect to their skill & talent to bring SUCH LIFE to their stories. In particular, I chose this particular fic of theirs because the premise of Sakura making her own way by shedding off her morality the more she learned & got influenced by her 2 greatest teachers was absolutely nothing short of DIVINE. It was and IS such an inspiration to read, reread & explore, and I will forever love @chararii for this brilliant piece of a fic

#3: The Endgame that never was series by @heleneplays aka me (tumblr masterlist) || ok I know this seems self-absorbed but DEAR MOTHER OF CHRISTIE i literally WENT OFF for a whole ass day and a half going feral for the Relics of the Lost Age series book 3 finale (hi @jamesshawgames pls know im still here and STILL simping even tho i am currently having a brainrot for a different thing on main sjdhdkdk i hope ur doing well dearest mr. chief author sir!!!!) and created this series from my dreams + nonstop ben&ben playlist— and honestly, I think it's VERY sexy of me <3 bc I rarely like things that I do after a while, but THIS— alongside Universal Constant (ao3) are truly my BEST work <3

#2: Across the Stars by nomisunrider (ao3) || I CAN NEVER STRESS THIS ENOUGH, HOW MUCH THIS FIC ALTERED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY LIKE. its been 4 YEARS since it was completed but HOLY. MOTHERFUCKING. GOD. The story between Michael & Philippa persisting beyond the odds, in a twist of the canon happenings in Star Trek: Discovery is FOREVER ingrained in my heart and soul and honestly once again THANK YOU @nomi--sunrider for SUCH a beautiful story 🥺🥺🥺

and drum roll please!!!

#1 (current): I literally cannot pick between Better than Gold + Little Cat by @lady-dimimi / @azu-zu (tumblr post for BtG | LC ao3); How to woo a Hot Principal by @softshrimpy (ao3); and Lipstick Stains by @weemssapphic (ao3) || LIKE HOLY SHIT THE FUCKING AMOUNT OF TALENT, PLOT, FLUFF, DRAMA AND UTTER GAYNESS THESE FICS BRING ME— its SOOOOO insanity inducing in the best of ways <3 also, i really count myself lucky to get into a very active (x reader) sphere LIKE ITS SOOOOO INSANE i get to consume CONTENT daily for such wonderful characters and these special morsels be like. authors, I am sending you all a MWAH from me

[sh3nlong-promakh0s]

Sketched two ocs and Azula tonight :3 so basically this will be part of a fic I'm writing called Tales of the Kazan, which would mostly be Azula-centric but also focusing on a lot of OCs that show how the Fire Nation and Water Tribes reconcile, as well as the population of dragons rehabilitating, energy bending and benders having the ability to bend more than one element without being the Avatar... and many more concepts I wanna fit it omg but lmk what u think if Ur interested ~

On the left is Kasumi Attagutaluk and she's meant to be a waterbender from the Southern Water Tribe who has a Fire Nation father. Obviously she's similar in appearance to Katara, I decided this bc she is probably like a close relative of Katara's, maybe a first or second cousin or something. I wanted to give her kakiniit which are traditional Inuit tattoos for women, bc I was inspired by how a lot of ppl on here draw them on art involving Katara.

The guy in the middles name is Jin Homura of Kagemusha. He's a bastard from one of the Fire Nation noble families who was orphaned, and found his way to the Serpent Isle. That's basically my version of the Fire Sage temple in LOK where all these characters meet and learn the art of multiple bending styles at once.

Azula's family name is Kazan in this world, which is still the royal family of the Fire Nation, but she gives up her royal title of crown Princess to follow in the footsteps of the Fire Sages and the original firebenders...

[gravyhoney]

hihihihi i saw your oc call post and i am back to scream about my guys. btw.

• Vypria's cafe was originally called Aloe Cafe, before becoming Serpent's Coffee

• Karra's coyote form is distinctly more reddish in color than regular coyotes, making her stand out in any terrain except mesa/red deserts

• Nyxe's name was a bit of irony, seeing as her name is derived from Nyx [greek 'goddess' of the night + darkness] and she's the EM of light

• Vypria was one of the earlier hybrid children between the serpentine, so they struggled a bit growing up [though now it's more common, and there's less hatred towards hybrids]

• between Karra and Nyxe, Karra's actually the one who cooks most often. Nyxe can make very basic dishes. that's it.

eheheheh (:

-🦝

OOOHHHHH I LIKE THOSE ALOT!!! Ur ocs have sick names /pos!! I LOVE seeing serpentine ocs, I think they’re all super creative.

[n3on-graveston3s-calling]

When you get a commission back of your OCs and now you can properly picture them & how they'd look in their verse.

Screaming crying throwing up PUNCH ME IN THE FACE

The artist doesn't have a Tumblr as far as I know, but their Twitter can be found right here. [ thank u Myka ur a blessing ]

More about these girls under the cut.

The one on the left is Suma, the youngest Fujihara child. She's 21 before the timeskip; was formerly a member of the Sapphire Serpents [ her older sister, Kiyomi's, crew + the skeletal remains of their parent's crew ] before she left one year before the story starts. She spent that year bartering her way across the East Blue on merchant ships by offering her services as a Sharpshooter.

Suma ends up joining the Strawhats after she tries to pickpocket Sanji in Alabasta before everything went Wrong. She tags along ( not of her own will, thanks Zoro for grabbing and running ), before she does join them officially. She maybe has a lil flirty thing going on with Ace.

She and Zoro also have late night conversations while taking the night shift; she navigates while he keeps watch. He knows the most about her ( majorly fucked up ) childhood & teen years.

Mizuki [ on the right ] is Suma's older sister, the fourth child in the Fujihara family. She is the literal problem child of the family. She was kidnapped when she was six by members who mutinied against her parents and was kept for almost three weeks in a shack on a small island before she was rescued. Her love for her family died when she was thirteen & had her tongue forcibly split ( all 5 children had the procedure done; only Kiyomi & Kiyoko [ oldest children ] agreed to it. ) She essentially broke when, at 18, her parents branded them all with a 'P' so they could never become Marines ( that failed with child #3, Junpei ).

Mizuki snapped; she killed their parents while they slept, jumped ship a month later, and for the past decade has been making it on her under the alias of the Deadman's Daughter. She ate the Hebi Hebi no Mi Model: Viper fruit, giving her a ridiculously quick strike as well as some funky effects.

She joined Buggy's crew shortly before the Orange Town event as a contortionist and spy. It's handy to have someone around who can fit into small places for a long amount of time. She wears this green themed clown paint that is heavily modeled after the 1920s makeup trends.

May or may not have the hots for her captain.

[homosexualcatfromouterspace]

Welcome!

Hello, I'm Blu! My pronouns are he/she/they, I do art here and scream about misunderstood fictional women so if you like that stick around!

Current Fixations:

Ride the Cyclone (Primarily Ocean and Perfectdolls)

ATLA / LOK (Primarily Ty Lee, Asami, and Suki)

Marvel (Primarily Wanda, Cassie, and Yelena)

Scream (All of it, I love scream sm but i haven't seen the tv series)

Life Series/Hermitcraft (I post Hermitshipping and trafficshipping art of the characters, not rpf. If this makes you uncomfortable please either make sure you have those tags blocked or just don’t scroll through my page ^^’)

Feel free to send me asks about anything, especially if it relates to these topics i love to hear au's

My AO3 account- https://archiveofourown.org/users/Blueknight4208

Twitter- @/blub1t3

Bluesky- @/blub1t3.bsky.social

Instagram- @/blu_b1t3

Please, nothing nsfw or suggestive in my ask box or any interactions with me. It makes me very uncomfortable.

There’s a little bit more random trivia about me under the cut!

Q. What’s ur name

A. I typically go by Blu online, it’s not my irl name but I like it.

Q. What’s ur gender/sexuality/birthday

A. I’m pangender (he/she/they) and an ace-flux lesbian, and my birthday is October 18th so I’m a Libra if ur into that stuff.

Q. How long you been drawing

A. Practically my whole life since my older brother is an artist. He was big on deviant art so I sorta followed in his footsteps lol

Q. Do you have any hobbies

A. Other than drawing Im super into music and colorguard. I’ve been in guard for a few years now and it’s fantastic, I love competing (I’m primarily a rifle if u were interested) And I play lots of instruments as well as arrange music. I’ve also done marching band as a hornline member for a few years lol, I’m an absolute nerd about it

Q. What instruments do you play

A. Piccolo, Flute, Guitar, a little alto sax (not much cus I lowkey hate sax) mellophone, and ukulele. I’d love to also learn trombone and violin but this instrument addiction is fucking expensive lol.

Q. What’s ur favorite band/artist

A. It changes a lot but my all time favorite bands right now are The Warning, Glass Animals, and Royal & The Serpent. I also like Billie Ellish and Chapelle Roan but not as much as those other bands.

Q. Fav song rn?

A. Probably “Red Hands Never Fade” by The Warning but specifically whenever Ale sings it. Other than that, “It’s All So Incredibly Loud” by Glass Animals and “Slug” by Royal & The Serpent.

Q. What do you draw for?

A. Mcyt (Hermitcraft and Life series exclusively), sometimes ride the cyclone, maybe some marvel in the future? It’s a bit all over the place but generally I’ll tag appropriately so if there’s a fandom or ship you don’t like just please be sure to block it and you shouldn’t see anything I’ve done for it. And of course I do art of my Oc’s.

Anyways, stick around and I hope to get to know you guys!

[salty-kira]

The Pro Hero; Serpent

[stcries]

          he’d been alerted to the other’s presence as soon as he entered the room,  footsteps along the library floor a clear indication the mage had company.   but instead of striking up any conversation,  he remained quiet,  not a word spoken between the two.   instead,  idrowix’s gaze remained focused on the books in front of him.

but even then,  the awkward silence became too much for him to bear,  hands closing the book as a sigh escaped his lips,  head of blonde hair turning to face him.   

“you came here for a reason,  did you not?   hurry up and speak already,  can you not see i’m busy?”

@serpents-hollow​,  starter call.

[chlobenet]

ASPEN MILLS + CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: A SHADOW OF A DOUBT

When she heard the gunshot, Aspen didn’t even flinch. It was as though it had happened too fast for her mind to even process it. Instead, she turned slowly to look towards Fangs who stared blankly back at her before glancing down at his abdomen where a fresh wound was quickly saturating his grey t-shirt with crimson blood. 

Aspen screamed and the world sped up, the chaos around her was suddenly deafening and then Fangs was falling - his friends surging forward to catch him before he hit the ground.

“Get help!” Jughead bellowed, but no one could move, frozen with a mixture of fear and pure rage. 

[lifeofkaze]

hey girl hey!!! do u have any headcanons about a time someone gave one of ur ocs a bit of a spook? thanks love!!!!

Omg sorry this took literally forever, but finally, here you go! Thank you for the ask, waiting patiently, and being amazing 💛

Baby Selene will never forget the day her Uncle Mortimer enchanted one of the suits of armour Selene's grandparents keep at the distillery to jump out from behind the corner after she's been particularly nosy. It followed her around creaking and laughing and it was only when Selly realised that the laugh sounded a lot like her uncle that she was beginning to find being chased by a suit of armour funny.

Carolyn would never admit it, but the house of mirrors they set up at Hogwarts one year in an abandoned corridor freaked the hell out of her. That Selene and Ethel (@the-al-chemist) sent Alan to chase after her and her friends didn't help either.

Henry wouldn't say he was spooked the first time he read one of his brother's original stories but he was definitely disturbed, both by his insane talent and his even more insane content.

Caitlin still rues the day that she opened the book in her mother's library with the ink black pages and the heavy lock on it. She never even came near it ever again.

There is a reason Lizzie refuses to go into the sea and it's not only because she loathes cold water. When she was little, her brother Jake told her about mystical sea serpents that come and pull unsuspecting people into the depth never to be seen again. When she and Jake were playing in the water a little while later, he dived up to her and pulled her down by her foot, not letting her go up for maybe a little bit too long. It left him with being gated for a month and Lizzie with a life-long aversion of waters she can't see the ground of.

As a child, Ava found the various exotic specimens her family kept in their apothecary half fascinating, half disconcerting.

The first time Mina saw the Kraken swim by the windows of the Slytherin common room she nearly fainted. When Liz Tuttle's pet frog Sir Ribbithe jumped onto her face the following night, she woke up screaming and then, in fact, did faint.

One of the worst memories Dana shares with her aunt Skye is that one time Skye was convinced Dana would learn to enjoy flying if she was only taken for a proper broomstick ride. Both of them came back rather pale and vowed to never tell Penny about any of what had happened.

Dylan was so shocked when one of the Bludgers he'd hit in the direction of his sister at the Quidditch camp (@kc-and-co) actually hit her and knocked her off her broomstick that the image of her falling even became his Boggart.

Reva's memory of falling from the Bludger Dylan hit at her might be one of her scariest memories but that one time Phil Baker (@samshogwarts) came out of the boys' dormitories in a particularly gruesome cosplay she actually screamed. From surprise, she would later tell anyone who was asking or not. Definitely only from surprise.

[cryptids-stories]

do ur ocs have what you would consider to be their “theme songs”? 👁👁

YES

Blue:

Coal:

Teddy:

Damon:

Ghost King:

Fiyero:

Lewis:

Adria:

[transmasc-wizard]

im gonna send multiple of these cuz i love ur ocs and love music so sorry

💿 and ace

💿 and mack

💿 and franklin

💿 and charlie

💿 and rowan

💿 and corey

💿 and dusty

ok ok uhh not adding explanations because it would become MILES long but:

ace: "for you" by get scared, "cry baby" but specifically the american avenue cover, "nothing ever changes" by nico collins, "HORROR MOVIES" by NEONI, and "middle finger" by bohnes.

mack: "everything is fine" by qbomb, "sober up" by AJR, "the only house that's not on fire (yet)" by lemon demon, "choke" by IDKHOW, and "vampire money" by my chemical romance.

franklin: what songs describe a 20something he/him lesbian with a joke for a name who works as an assassin/cashier. What Character Is That. However "I need control" by Will Jay is def one song for him! also "everything is fine" again, lmao. (That's all ;-;)

charlie: "nightmare" by set it off, "you'll be fine" by palaye royale, "hi, my name is lonely" by stef, "the end" by my chemical romance, and "overwhelmed" by royal & the serpent.

rowan: "can't go to hell" by sin shake sin, "blame it on the kids" by AVIVA, "metaphor" by the crane wives, "always" by panic! at the disco, and "sarcasm" by get scared.

corey: "Here Too Long" by MRKTS, 100%--it's the first song I ever put on his playlist and is super Coreyish. then there's "please put me in a medically induced coma" by carolesdaughter, "ship in a bottle" by Fin, "I'll sleep when I'm dead" by set it off, and "all the ways I could die" by arrows in action.

dusty: dusty is a cat and does not have a playlist (yet)