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lazyboy-baby · 10 months ago
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"There isn't," He says simply. "Who else would be better to entrust with this than my own servant? Truly, who do you think?"
a fanart of the fnafic @starheirxero made! y'all should check it out, it's pretty good
a link to the fanfic
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lord-solar-au · 2 years ago
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hello everyone :D, how are you all today, also what are ya'll favorite food :]
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tsbs-shipfessions · 3 months ago
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selfcest/mirrorship
Servant Sun x Sun from Sven/Nice Creator’s world.
trauma deluxe x no trauma, also Servant Sun gets Sven as a step-dad (who would immediately accept him)
This... actually sounds really cute. Sven's Sun could probably heal a lot of Sunvant's trauma by just... being himself.
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bitterkarmaa · 11 months ago
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I PRESENT TO THEE
RAYS!
⬇️Fast facts⬇️
-> On the autism spectrum
-> His right pupil is smaller than his left due to the equivalent of robot brain damage
-> Sometimes struggles with speech, mobility, and sight due to this
-> Eclipse and Rays are the disabled gang
-> He also usually has a blanket draped over his shoulders like a cape to hide in, but I got lazy so just…imagine it ig 😭
-> He sometimes sleeps standing up (as seen here)
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maudiemoods · 1 year ago
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Grgrrr can't figure out their colors as eclipse GRR
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I feel like the first design is a little loud but I don't care ehehhehehohoohohoo
There's literally a rock called eclipse stone so yeah that's what they are yayy also I would like to mention that in this au moon is a cat's eye fjsjjd not a pearl
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animatronic-assistant · 3 months ago
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Oh, you are. But I would’ve figured being friends with a Sun would make things worse for considering the… things yours has done to. What were they now… Hmm… Oh yes! He made you his pretty little doll! That was quite fun.
This Sun is nothing like mine... You are quite rude. I do not wish to hear anymore.
You do not know... I am not his doll anymore. Never... never again.
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bitterkarmaa · 11 months ago
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THEY ARE SO EEPY 😭😭 I LOVE THEM SM…rest well!
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@bitterkarmaa you wished to see more Sol and Rays so i provide! They eepin
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lazyboy-baby · 1 year ago
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pov your servent is a fucking giant
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revisitingfandoms · 8 months ago
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Idea prompt 12- A midsummer night's longing.
(Based kinda off the project bud by @luvielolol. Go check it out!)
(Honestly- I don't know if this more prompt or story blurb, lol.)
It was largely understood. Faerie cookies were created to be the right hands and servents of the virtues. Of course, not all Faerie cookie were this way, but that was their choice and shadow milk would be a fool to begrude them.
Afterall, a number of them when to seek themselves and that was knowledge on its own. Part of him almost wanted to join a few of them- wanting to see their growth, their change and watch them shift and change and-
Shadow Milk shook his head, "Ah- I shall have to put that off, the festivial is important." Part of him looked forward to the festivial- the other half hated having to attend.
The Joy on cookies face was a delight, but dealing with the formalities? The planning? The worshipping? Shadow Milk would rather not.
He had very little problems with planning- infact planning quite often a mental test he quite enjoyed, but the more... formal aspects he could do without.
But of those formalities, their was only one he truly enjoyed. Performed by the very faeries who served under him.
The Faerie Soiree.
A celebration in the form of dnace. A colorful, beautiful enchanting dance. A glorious movement of storytelling, of speaking in beautiful riddles and twisting truths.
Of all things; Shadow Milk loved the Soiree.
Althought he hated the aftermath.
The Soiree had been almost the same as last years which was.. dissappointing at first. But- It was different.
He couldn't stop his eyes the moment he spotted the blonde dancer with closed eyes.
The blonde hair had been what first caught his attention. Faeries didn't typically have blonde hair- in fact he has never seen a Faerie with blonde hair until now.
Yet after a moment after he had quickly noted the lack of Faerie wings. Just considering that fact the blonde Faerie was more then likely only half-Faerie. Which although uncommon, wasn't impossible. Just an oddity.
Yet he couldn't keep his eyes off that dancing Faerie.
He couldn't tell the direct gender of that Faerie- if they had one. They looked danity, each step was in tune with the rest- but yet mixed with a slow movement at the same time. Mere half seconds off, they adjusted well to the rest but they still moved slow.
A delicate step forward in line, the moving green silk ribbion ends flowing their moves as they enter a twirl and as they come back to face the audience- shadow milk can feel his breath being stolen.
Unfocused but so very gorgorous eyes. His right glittering like the sun had given part of itself to shine in eye, his blue like the soft tides of the ocean as they crashed softly against a beaches shore.
His mind as so stuck on this- Witches he doesn't have the correct word for them.
The green long loose sleeves that lose green ribbons were held onto were like dancing willow leaves. The white under shirt and dancing trousers- not even mentioning the twisting jewelry of white vines on the green robe- only made them seem to glow.
They weren't even one of the main dancers- merely a backup. Yet, he was unknowling stealing the show and planting them at shadow milk front thoughts.
"Them," He mindessly says to his nearby attendent, "I want Them."
Its after a moment before he spots the Faerie look upon blonde dancer and then bow with a tone of hestiantance speaks, "It shall be done by lord."
He silently mourned the loss of the blonde dancer upon the end, before remembering what he had mindlessly spoken and felt conflicted.
The Aftermath of the Soiree typically ended in one of two ways. Either a Faerie would be picked from the performers over the course of the festivial by himself or one of the other beasts or none would be picked.
The picked Faerie would end up on of three ways; Typically only the first two had happened, the third had yet to be used.
The first would be spending the night as a, in better words, bedpartner. The second, would be as a compainion, to simply be there for comfort or as a call upon for things of other natures.
The third was for a lifetime partnership. For the Faerie to be seen as a true partner and to be wedded to that virtue.
He understood for Faeries it meant quite a bit for their social standing yet he never quite felt comfortable with just picking a Faerie as a partner- muchless a bedpartner! In fact this was the first time he ever picked a Faerie from the festivial!
Throughout his time waiting, he was a mix of impatient, eager and apprehensive. Just what- or rather who was this blonde half-Faerie who had taken over his mind.
His mind was interuptted with a knock at the door, his festival attentent bows to him, "My lord, the... Faerie has arrived." He notes the hestiance at the word Faerie- only more evidence to his half-Faerie theory then.
Witches, Faerie cookies are so prickly at times with their own kind. Some cookie doesn't act a certain way? Outcasted. Isn't good at what are considered standard Faerie skills? Mistreated. Not completely Faerie- or not even raised in their general culture?
Well. Almost always they never go into Faerie society and if they do, they typically leave it.
His eyes linger on the blonde with closed eyes as they enter the room and bow to him, "Greetings, my lord." Gentle, yet warm. Quiet, yet can easily fill a room.
Something in his mouth is dry as he looks upon the new outfit the other was in. He wore a similar outfit to the one on stage. The same white pants and undershirt, but with a green leaf like top with wrapping vines around his wait and those leaf overtop sleeves meeting right at the edge of his long white sleeves. There seemed to be an odd live yellow flower with a- is that an eye thats blinking?
He chuckle aloud, this halfling just gets more and more interesting.
He waves his hand to his attentant, "Leave us, I call if needed."
The Faerie nods- but he notices they look they give the blonde Faerie. He can't stop the frown that forms on his face at that action. He turns back to the still bowing Blonde. He motions for them to rise- but they don't seem to immediately act. Shadow milk is a bit confused before he speaks, "Rise please, and take a seat on the chair to the next of me."
The other raises without question and slowly making their way to the chair- he notes closed eyes and the blinking flower, but also the way the other feels the room as they walk to the seat. As they take their seat, they sit, hands in their lap, looking the picture of manners.
He offers a tea cup to them, "I am quite curious about you, would you answer my questions, perhaps?" After a good moment the other takes the tea cup and takes a small hestiant sip- no, not quite hestiant. Cautious.
The other speaks in that soft, yet ringing tone, "I am Pure Vanilla Cookie, My lord. It would be an honor to answer your questions."
Pure Vanilla Cookie, he thinks with a smile, what a lovely name. Flows right off the tounge. He hums, "Well then, my dear, I hope you are perpared, I am quite the curious one."
Pure Vanilla, he thinks in the aftermath of the festivial, is a spirited, knowledgable, kind and lovely cookie.
He comes from a small farming village as a sherpard. He was taken in a baby by a sherpard named Brown sugar cookie. He learned he was good with healing magic at an early age when he healed one of the herd. He loved reading, although he struggles to read most things with his poor eyesight. His blinking flower was something he funneled magic into to be able to see temporarily. When one of the younger cookies of the festivial bumped into him, he immeditaly made sure they were okay- healing their scraps as he did.
Yet, he was distant, he was hestiant and he was careful. Perhaps he held an ex-lover? Or even with an even higher likelihood the other Faeries were giving him problems. He even confirmed the pure vanilla was half Faerie as he thought.
Yet as twirls the green flower in his hand that pure vanilla had caught during the festivals flower throwing. He can't help his mind.
Pure vanilla, he thinks.
I want him to be mine.
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lord-solar-au · 2 years ago
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i want to curbstomp servant sun and then take care of him and nurse him back to health
<3
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whereserpentswalk · 7 months ago
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There's a city built around an ancient skeleton of an eldritch nightmare, some sort of giant serpent with many heads. They say the skeleton used to have metal armor, but back when metal was harder to come by it was stripped to make spearheads and armor.
The skeleton doesn't do much, and it acts as a natural fortification, so most people don't really question it. Some of the residents of the city, especially from the older and more secretive noble families, worship the skeleton as a spirit of the land. The local priests don't like that they do that, but it's not heresy as long as it's not considered more important then their gods.
Ancient myths have a lot of strange explanations for the skeleton, from it being a dragon that was struck down by the sun god and moon goddess. To it being a servent of the underworld worshiped by the people who lived in this land before its current residents. To it being a patron of the current people of the land, who died protecting them from an army of demons.
There are some residents who live within the bones because there's nowhere else in the city they can go. Foreigners, petty criminals, sex workers, people who've been disowned by their families. Their apartments and houses are in-between an uneven forest of strange an unknowable bones.
And sometimes, for the people who only the bones protect, the outcasts within the skeleton, an old ghost whispers to them, and an image of a many headed serpent in their minds. It calls for them to keep their spirits high and their blades sharp, when the city guards come stalking through the skeleton it calls for them to defend their honer, and when it comes time, it will call for revolution, and the bones many grow their skin again.
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bitterkarmaa · 1 year ago
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The good boy
I am finally making his ref
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arttrampbelle · 1 year ago
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Random shang tsung hcs
Cw:nsfw content. Fluff.
Tried to make it gn but it leans towards fem reader. My apologizes if this isn't my best. Its kinda done on the fly. I needed to put out some hc kontent for people.
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Sfw:
I hc shang is an ugly crier. Like when he genuinely is upset,crying,etc. He's a fucking mess. Not many ever see this,so if you do. He trusts you completely. He hates feeling vulnerable.
I also have a whole ass astrology chart for him. Maybe I'll post it up later. I hc him a Taurus sun with a scorpio moon. This explains why his emotional breakdowns are oof. (Scorpio and Taurus are opposite,they are similar but different ways of handling things but they are more alike than different. But both are fixed and very stubborn,very deep,and very loyal to those they deem safe and trustworthy) again i have a whole chart for him. And I'll explain why i personally feel these fit him. (Again my personal hcs plz dont take it too much to heart this is just how i see him)
Shang tsung is particular about his hair,he takes very good care of it. Hair,in some cultures is a symbol of status and health. He takes very very good care of himself. So if his hair is absolutely disheveled. He either isn't doing so good,if his demeanor is sour. Or if he's in a good mood,he just got laid. Those are the only times he's got "bed head hair". He doesn't even let his servents touch his hair. So if he let's you,he trusts you. Unless if you're hired as his personal handmaiden,then well that's your job. But depending on how intimate or close you are in your relationship with him,he might let you go further. Either way he trusts you.
Shang doesn't tolerate disrespect. Of any kind. Especially during a tournament. He takes his role as tournament master seriously. All guests on his island,regardless if "friend" or foe. Hospitality is his specialty. All will be accommodated for. If you are disrespected,uncomfortable with someone,or someone was "out of pocket",he will step in. Especially if you're a woman (he has a bias towards in favor of women,he trusts them more,goes the extra mile more and tends to be in more favor of women in kombat,not that he doesn't trust men. Its just an unfortunate circumstances in his past that a lot of men tended to be assholes n rude around him. He's got high ass standards for men) or if you are a new kombatant (if you're new,he's gonna go a little easy on you. Because this is your first kombat,maybe even tournament. He will be extra extra gentle with you. He wants to make a good impression. Hee hee). He hates rudeness towards people who he deems as (pardon this please) soft,gentle or looks "weak" (Look he doesn't mean anything by it ok?) Mostly outside of kombat. In kombat however,your ass better be ready. He won't be as forgiving. But outside of kombat he is poised,collected,and a soothing presence. But yeah if someone's giving you trouble,all you gotta do is tell him. And he will deal with them immediately. You never have to worry about such matters with him. But especially if he likes you.
Shang tsung loves to drink morning tea and watch the sun rise. And also read n have tea before bed. As long as he does this,He feels his day is complete. Regardless if the day was "good" or not.
Shang tsung loves fruit,all kinds. But especially Tropical or outworld "exotic" fruits. Feed this man a peach,apple,or fave fruit of your choice and he will be absolutely over the moon. The only time he'll ever be practically putty melting in your hands. He loves being pampered and to pamper. Absolutely loves gentle and romantic acts of service. God damn soft shang is fucking a treat. Totally the guy to love the champagne/wine and strawberries thing.
Shang tsung is the type to be genuinely hurt if you are down on yourself. Like if you tend to be harsh on yourself,doubts,etc. He sees you as his greatest treasure. So why talk that way about yourself? He never sees you that way. He sometimes gets even a bit mad that you feel so lowly. "Dont ever lower yourself to anyone!" He would command. "You are beautiful/handsome/gorgeous,amazing,talented. Much more of a higher standing than any of these lowly souls" . Shang is totally the man to gas you up. Put you in front of a mirror. "Purr" or "coo" in your ear and say how absolutely ravishing you are. Maybe even dress you up in fine clothing. Silk even. Like this man hates seeing you down,but especially if it's you being mean to you. Not on his watch!
Shang tsung sometimes likes to watch you. Nothing in particular. No real reason. He likes to people watch. But especially you. He loves to watch you do mundane things. Or even when you train. If you are happy,cheerful. Or even stimming. He finds it absolutely delightful. He loves your company,if ever should be the day where he can't enjoy your company. He would be very distraught and very sad.
Shang is love is absolutely suffocating,intense,hot,loyal,like the devil in love. I can't see it any other way. He of course will be respectful to his beloved. However. The internal feelings of this man for you is fucking insanely high. No words could be put how much he loves you and the lengths he would go for you. He is legit a gomez. "I would kill for them,i would die for them. Either way,what bliss"
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Shang tsung totally has a praise kink. This mofo you can't tell me wouldn't. Giving AND receiving. He will praise you to the highnth degree. Telling you in increat detail on how fucking gorgeous you are. You body,the way your smile curves,your eyes. Your hips. Etc. Like unf. This man knows how to make you feel adored. But in the same,he likes the return. To be worshiped. But i bet you knew that. Tell him how handsome and intelligent his is. Praise his mind especially and you got him hooked! Tell him how beautifully sculpted his body is. How fine this mofo is. And again,melted.
Ok shang tsung? Is shang hung. Like nothing super outrageous. But he's got some length,and a bit of girth. 8-9inch length. A decent girth nothing again outrageous. However it will stretch you slightly. Might takes some wiggle to get it in. But it feel good af.
Shang loves to talk dirty. But he's classy about it. Like he'll say things more like "you like being masters whore?" (Emphasizes the word whore with some harsh r sounds like almost a purr or a hiss) or "you take my cock so well my dear" (i hc shang says cock rather than dick or penis or any cheesy euphemism. He's too classy).
Shang tsung if you both are nude in bed. Enjoying each others company with some wine. He's the type to take either your nipple of your breasts (if you're afab),a finger,or if you want drip it on your sex. And lick it off.
He totally has toys. Magic toys,exotic edenian dildos,etc. He would use them on you. He prefers still himself,all natural,non gmo shang cock. Buuuuut if you aren't in the mood,he's busy,or you just wanna tease or try something different. He's willing to use some magic on you while fucking you with a toy. Like this man has it down pat. You're taken well care of. And he won't stop till you've had enough. Speaking of which
This man has fucking stamina for daaaaaaaaays. Even as a foxy grandpa. This man could go for hours. He won't let up till either of you are truly satisfied or you both pass out. Like kombat,he can go several rounds. Works your ass like it's his profession. >:3c
He can be soft,sensual,and slow love making. Like every stroke is just pure ecstacy. If you want it sweet,his love is like absolute honey. Or.....he could pound that ass out and make you beg like his personal whore. Mewling and begging to him. Not caring if anyone hears you. So what if they hear you. They outta know how much he loves you. And how good he fucks you. They know they'll never have you,he has you all to himself. Smug bastard he is. But his aftercare? Top notch! He will care for you like you're a delicate petal on fresh snow. Soothe any "marks" he may have left. Kiss every inch so gently. A bath? Yes. A massage? Most definitely. Anything you need. You got it. Anything you wanna do for him? You got it.
Shang tsung is the type that if he fucks you on his throne,in his throne room. If you going doen on him. He doesn't care if people see. Tho he prefers privacy in that area. But it's not as huge of a deal. However. If he's going down on you? Nah they better leave. He hates being interrupted. Eating you out/succing you.
Places on your body he absolutely is over the moon about. If reader is afab: he loves your hips,thighs,breasts,and loves to rub your clit. Pays extra attention. Yeah he knows where its at. He knows exactly how to work that pearled pussy. If reader is amab: your chest,your stomach,your arms and biceps. Loves to play with your balls. If reader is gn/in general regardless of sex or gender: your eyes,your face. The small of your back. He loves to cum on your face,chest,lower back. And if you are comfortable he will inside you buuuut if not. Those areas will do.
Shang tsung loves to watch you play with yourself. Don't matter if he's in the mood or not. He might join and play with himself with you if he is. Mutual masturbation is something that happens quite often im sure. But overall,he just likes to watch you. He might comment on how good you are with yourself. Either way. He likes to spectate. He is a tournament master after all
It isn't easy to rile him him. Getting him hot and bothered may seem like an easy task but its anything but. However,once you do. You are guaranteed to get fucked by him. One of The best ways,is to tease and stim his mind. Good conversation,genuine honeyed words and compliments. (Remember it needs to be genuine,he'll smell fakeness from a mile away) put the ball in his court,he'll play all day. Once you stim his mind and get him going he'll play lovers chase in no time.
Remember shang will undress you with his eyes and mind before ripping it off with his hands.
He won't ever say no to a blowjob. However,he loves giving you oral more. Besides he loves to fucking tease. (Gdi shang!)
Shang if he's away from his island from you. (Hey more likely that's where you'll be ok?) Like for some reason if he's in outworld,doing various personal errands. (Not for shao kahn because i hc after a certain point,he wasn't under shao kahn anymore and was free. But twice as dangerous for others because of his still unpredictability. I have a whole thing for that. But thats for another post). But if he's somewhere private,away from you. And he starts missing you and is in a "mood"*tm* . He'll start playing with himself,he doesn't usually do this,he'd rather wait till he gets home to you to relieve himself to you. But hey,sometimes it is what it is. He'll be quick about it tho. He hates getting caught with his literal pants down when not at home. He gets embarrassed easy.
Nothing changes if he's an old man or when he's young and rejuvenated. Tho i would say sex with shang as an old man tends to be more tender,slower,and more romantic. More passionate. When he's rejuvenated,healed,and full of vigor again. He'll be more confident in getting a bit more rough. Again not to say he wouldn't as an old man. He just is more self conscious about it. You'd need to be gentle with him in his more vulnerable state. Praise him genuinely as an old man and he may be a bit more interested in fucking you harder or being a bit more exerting.
Ok that's all for now. I may make more sometime.
Hope you guys like it.
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asksamsfusionau · 3 months ago
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Hi! I'm a little new to this and want to know what the lore is for the fusion au, if you don't mind. I love your art and the cool designs for the fusions by the way 😊
Oh OK! :]
So they found out abt the fusion thing after Solar accidentally fused with Lunar. Solar scared Lunar, causing him to accidentally discharge star power, causing them to fuse into Star. They went to Gemini to figure out how to undo it and they realized soon after that they can do it at will if they've been exposed to to the star or Newton star in some way. But Jack and Dazzle can't cause idk if they've been exposed to the star. Taurus and Leo soon found out and were clearly not happy, seeing Lunar and their family as a threat.
Dark Sun managed to get his hands on the star before Moon could get a hold of it. He used it to brainwash Sun and Ruin into his servents and he accidentally knocked the sense back into Nexus after hitting him with star power in the face. Long story short, Dark Sun killed Monty, Earth wants vengeance, Jack is keeping Dazzle safe after they got separated due to Dark Sun unleashing a wither storm, which takes over him and kills him. Also Eclipse sacrifices himself so Celestial (Earth, Ruin, Sun, Moon, and Lunar) could deal a finishing blow.
Hope this helps :)
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bitterkarmaa · 11 months ago
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WHEN YOU WHEN WHEN I WHEN I LOVE UR DESIGN FOR HIS BLANKET SOBBING SO REAL
Canonically he probably has multiple so like...whenever someone draws him having different blanket designs it's always accurate. You can't get his blanket wrong. There are so many. He gets them from Eclipse and Eclipse has an endless supply. THEIR LITTLE LAUGHS OMG I HOLD!! I HOLD HE!!! ALSO FOR HIS FEET HE DOES HAVE PAWS BTW THIS IS REAL He eepy have a nice snooze on his emotional support Eclipse HIM AND SOL??? I need more of them interacting. I need it. I have just now realized what I am missing out on and I am suddenly starving for content So yeah I love this sm I'm giggling and kicking my feet rn
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Some fanart of @bitterkarmaa 's boy Rays! He is baby your honor
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vermakesthings · 7 months ago
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Lopunil
OUTDATED
An elder Mornnu.
He/him for littererly all of time, up until after the Garuku ulnye Luwurku.
During the first blessed years, had loved Liam Lyradon (at the time, she/her). He had attempted for over five years to sway her, though she felt no interest in him and had not even been a good friend of his before he had made his thought clear; and now that he refused the word "no" is not at all.
After the fall of the Blessed Years, he joined Thribruthmu's side in hope for power. Thribruthmu promised him a land of his own to rule, though still subject to Thribruthmu's will, and also that Liam Lyradon's life should be spared and he should have her hand in marriage. Thribruthmu genuinely did intend to keep this word, surprisingly; he understood that if he did not seem loyal to his word his word would not be trusted even by his servents. And so even in dealings with his enemy he had hardly ever lied, and in this case was not either. After Gorpku ilye Lowarku, he was not slain, for he had not openly been a servant of Thribruthmu but instead acted as a spy for him, pretending to be a friend of Thrininkun from the start. After the battle, he was still seen as a friend of Thrininkun at the time and joined them in their attempts to build a kingdom their own, as well as to fulfill their oath. When they attacked Blonicku, he joined in the assault- Liam's time travel, despite this being hundreds of years after he had tried to woo Liam, this was actually Liam's childhood home he was attacking as Liam was a child. Lopunil killed several of Liam's friends and attempted to kill Axel in the battle. He survived the battle, yet for 4000 years afterwards attempted to lay low in fear, for he knew that the Lyradons who now ruled most of the world would have his head if they could, and there was little he could do to help his master. He prepared, for all the Dark Years, for an assault on the sun itself, percieving that Nirum would reward him for such a great victory in his name. When the time came, he spread his wings and flew into the sun at the moment he sensed that the ruler of the sun- who he did not know the identity of- had let off her guard. The rest of the tale of this battle is better told in a seperate post for itself, so to summarize: he lost the battle and was cast to the moon, as all dead Aeternal go, where he resided until the world was remade after the war ended. In the second Blessed Years that came after they were punished, though not forever, and forgiveness and pardon was granted to them by the Thrikun eventually. They still for this time pines after Liam, though knowing that love is impossible; Liam has by this point married Freya, to Lopunil's regret. It will be long before Lopunil finds another for their heart, if they ever even will (in other words I haven't decided if they will and even if they do I certainly haven't made that character yet.)
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