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catrinita-jadez · 1 year ago
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Cringe culture died years ago
So fuck it, I'm gonna be telling y'all some gods (like La Muerte and Xibalba)
La Flora
A plant god who makes flowers and plants grow (that includes trees). Her dress is made out of every flower (roses, dandelions, sunflowers, etc.). In the original concept when I thought of her, the plants and flowers die when she's feeling any negative emotion. She does have a land (Like La Muerte and Xibalba), which is Land of flowers
La animal
An animal god who watches over real and dead animals. She wears a short dress with skeleton printed animals. She would always play with the dead animals when they feel alone or let them play with other animals. Like La Muerte's land, she has a land full of animals that have passed away.
El clima
The god of weather. A strong and serious man (and by serious I mean emotional), whatever feeling he feels, the weather is also affected by it. For example, if he's sad, it drizzles with rain. If he's mad, there are thunderstorms. If he's happy, the sun shines. He wears a very reactive suit that can also be effective by his emotions. In his land, it's also effective by his emotions.
That's all the character concepts I have from last night, I may draw them soon.
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wanologic · 5 months ago
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sorry danny, sam will never think you’re cool
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marciaillust · 8 months ago
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Asterism book cover
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sea-webs · 4 months ago
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"I don't know who I want to be, anymore."
Oc - Cirque | The Dragon Chosen by the Shadows |
| mary oliver / franz wright / chelsea dingman / mary oliver / sue zhao / can't find :( / can't find :( / i am a dog. i have blood all over my teeth. - sciencedfiction / little weirds - jenny slate / the unabridged journals of sylvia |
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bastart13 · 4 months ago
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My sister got me to read some Warrior Cats books so here are some other OCs I've AUed into cats:
Hedvig/Dewshine (she/her) - Pretty silver-ginger she-cat. Deputy to her clan and definitely not planning to usurp leadership
Elisedd/Embereye (he/him) - Massive black colourpoint tom. Former medicine cat apprentice before being exiled, and now looking for revenge
Lizaveta/Stagtooth (she/her) - Broad cream tabby she-cat. Bloodthirsty and proud warrior, eager to keep other clans in line
Maya/Shadowleap (she/her) - Sleek black she-cat. Quiet deputy to another clan with a speciality in information-gathering
Alexei/Mousenose (he/she/they) - Thick-furred black tabby. Gossipy warrior curious to see how things play out and how they can stay on the winning team
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aria-greenhoodie · 2 months ago
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Abigale Northwest, your wings are clipped and your nest is full. How do you keep your fledgling safe when you cannot fly for yourself?
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Ok so. I have a very specific interpretation of Abigale Blackwing/Northwest and I’ve constructed a whole narrative so I’m going to vomit some bullet points here because I’m CRAZY.
After the conference that got the Anti-Cipher society disbanded and had Thurburt Mudget Waxstaff III institutionalized, Abigale fled the scene for fear of meeting the same fate.
As an unmarried woman with an eccentric personality (and a checkered past according to my own headcanons) she would have been VERY at risk of being institutionalized as well, and mental hospitals in the early 1900s were uh. Definitely not great places to be if you’re a woman (Obviously it’s not great for men either but they did some real heinous shit to women specifically), and Abigale knows that.
While in hiding, a wealthy man by the surname of Northwest finds and approaches her with an offer; he would offer her safety from authorities and mental institutions in exchange for her hand in marriage.
Not seeing another way out, and her paranoia flaring due to still being taunted in her dreams by that damned triangle, she agrees.
She HATES her husband. Fucking DESPISES him. She hates their house, she hates how he refuses to let her tinker and invent in peace, she hates his rules and mannerisms. She is MISERABLE.
The only good thing to come from that man is their son. She ADORES her boy, and desperately wants to keep him safe and well.
Unfortunately Mr. Northwest is a huge piece of shit to both his wife and child so that doesn’t go very well.
Abigale feels trapped. She thought this marriage would cement her freedom from the asylum, but now she just lives in a different type of cage. She’s not sure how much longer she can take this before doing something drastic.
I have a different artpiece about that drastic thing she may or may not have done…. Teehee…. I’ll post it later 😇
Anyway long live Abigale Blackwing I am her biggest and only fan and proud to be
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jiubilant · 4 months ago
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cw: blood
“Do you love your brothers?” asks the priestess of the god Ofaanruvaak.
The god, licking the gore from his great maw, grants her a burning look. He’d caught the god of the hillmen, his brother, winging over his land without tribute or tinvaak—and had named him anew for this insolence, that Ahrolmal who had been Ahrolmul would not again forget who was thur from pines to fens. Nor would the hillmen forget. The priestess, before sending her marshmen to make thralls and crowfood of Ahrolmal’s folk, had painted their faces herself.
Now she stands at the foot of the godsroost as Ofaanruvaak Raven-Gift clambers down. Stones skitter down the slope. The ground trembles like a supplicant. A tree trodden beneath the god’s foot groans, prostrates itself, and snaps like a twig.
“Tell me a riddle,” he croaks, his voice still hoarse with flame. He bends his head. Smoke vents from teeth longer than seaxes. In the gilded hall of Konahrik Jun, hung above the pelt-strewn throne, the priestess had once seen a god’s fang taller than herself.
“My beak is bent to the base of things,” she murmurs, her face as still and wooden as her mask. The answers of her god are often as circular as his paths in flight; she spends her days treading patiently after the shadow of his wisdom, which seldom eclipses her whole. “I go grave along the ground. My going-forth is green on one side, and my track is black—”
“Do they love one another, these words that you speak?” The vast neck coils around her. A breath, or perhaps the heat of the huge eye, scorches her back. “The parts of the lawspeaker’s speech—proposition, examination, refutation—do these love one another, sonaaki?”
“If the speech is wise,” the priestess suggests. Her hand drips with the blood of Ahrolmal, which she had daubed on her warriors’ brows. “If the riddle is glib.”
Her god snorts. A pillar of smoke swirls from his jaws and dissolves in the mist of the night.
“It is a plough,” he says. Like a child studying an ant, he rests his chin on the ground to look the priestess in the face. “Tell another.”
“I have one single eye,” says the priestess, her voice dry. The riddle is one of Konahrik’s. “And two ears, and two hands, and two feet. And twelve hundred heads.”
A pause.
“I do not know this riddle,” says the god.
“A half-blind onion-peddler.”
Ofaanruvaak’s huff of laughter ripples the priestess’s robes. He straightens. He’s not as large as the World-Eater, her god—but his scales, as slick with blood as her sticky hand, are almost as black.
“I love my brothers,” he says, lifting his head higher than the trees, “as you love yours.”
He nods to the western hills. A glow like sunrise crests them: the burning houses of the hillmen, abandoned by their god.
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aquiescentmoon · 3 months ago
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Loving you felt like.....💔 #ownwriting
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gordon-furman · 2 months ago
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tiger's name origin
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uselessalexis165 · 3 months ago
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You know what? Fuck it! Billford fankiddo along with my own little dumb au! ⚠️
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catrinita-jadez · 1 year ago
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el avaricio
Like Mammon and Xibalba, they're very greedy and a cheater. Made a deal with him, you're cursed until you give him something he likes. He's 13 feet tall, shirtless and has some dark green goo on his bottom body (on his waist, like the Nagas (aka the half serpent and half human). If he had a voice, it would be the crab from Moana (yes, the one that sang Shiny IT'S A GOOD SONG.). His human disguise is a dealer and his realm is full of gold, jewels, gems, weapons, all of that.
tiempo
Knows about the past, Present, and the Future. Of course he can see the future. He's 7 feet and wears clocks as his outfit (like old timey clocks). He hates to worry but cares about the time and future and what might happen to someone. His realm is full of clocks (and paintings of clocks). His human design is a clock shop owner (his favorite clock is the great grandfather clock).
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smokbeast · 11 months ago
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He's here
Latte belongs to ma fren @crazybookcat :)
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pamithebunterfly2007 · 3 months ago
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HEYA NERDS!!!!!!!!! I GOT A MEESAGE FOR ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!
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enden-k · 4 months ago
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kinda missing the "warning!!! lemon!!! boy x boy kissing, dont like dont read" days lately
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myokk · 6 months ago
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Sebastian had a few days leave from duty so he visited Eloise😇😇
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reiayanamiisbestgirl · 6 months ago
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I drew @untoastted ‘s dottore segment oc Phi
Natalia’s now 37 years old btw fun fact
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