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@antigcd
Kinda reaching here, but if anyone knows the user @fallenlombax‘s location, IP or anything about them, reaching out would be appreciated. They took some pills and have been radio silent for the most part, and everyone’s I’ve been able to get in contact with doesn’t know anything. It’s looking pretty bad, so we’re just trying anything.
❛ could be worse. ever heard of a wolf job? ❜
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she appears before him wisps of void and cosmological magic, stars and planets and galaxies twinkling in her robes, her hair, her eyes. barely a noise she makes even as the demon-turned-goddess approaches, ornate pipe dangling from betwixt her fingers, fabrics gently swaying and rustling until she finally settled down softly beside him, a mere breadth away from touching. the beast, no, the god before her was at least three times her size, and while most would have been terrified, cäcilia felt nothing but absolute peace. she smiles, blowing a kiss at the eldritch deity she called her beloved, before speaking softly:
“ you called for me, my darling? ”
her essence was intoxicating ━ grander than the world & stars themselves, a beacon of blackened light in pitch chaos. she was his unshakable urge, his greatest desire, morning & evening star; a mosaic of flesh & cosmic ash warped by his hands: eldrich claws tearing at her very nature even now. flowing in cosmic winds, the grand dragon hovered above ━ etherial, flowing through space on her path to him. ❛ your name is always on my lips, ❜ he was always calling, yearning: whispers echoing through the cosmos ━ extensions of his whim. abaeze was not the form he took: form of a beast, monster, god? his nature was not flesh, he was beyond time & space ━ why should his thoughts be any different? ❛ i longed for you, to see you with my own eyes. ❜
there she stood before him, in his infinite presence ━ so small, so precious: resting in his shade even then, the shade of a faceless one. he watched with many eyes, perfect black holes feasting upon her light. massive arms reached for the void queen, hands nearly larger than her form moving to pull her in.
❛ they don’t treat you right. ❜ booming voice was soft, projected through her mind & hers alone. it was soft & angry; worlds would wash away by his hand in time, it was inevitable. ❛ they think you a god ━ see US as gods, and entertain as such. it is an embarrassment. their worship is worthless. ❜
mistoffelous :
❛ oh we have much more than just nine lives. i’ve known cats who have existed for centuries. others, perhaps even thousands of years. myself━━ less than that, but i am not so far behind. ❜
@antigcd // starter call.
what was a moment compared to ten, a minute compared to a CENTURY? a thousand years? he couldn’t comprehend ( a breath for he, a stroll down the lane ) monuments rose, regimes fell & casting their shadows he remained, standing to watch the next trend rise ━ the same as always. ❛ i cannot imagine such a life, ❜ rather, he couldn’t FATHOM time as a linear construct, life as a finite curse. mortality was a shackle, it seemed & even the extraordinary counted their precious moments. ❛ what a remarkable young cat you are; full of promise. do you think your life well lived? ❜
MY SHIPPPPP MY BABS He did this to me. Blame @antigcd . Enjoy our thicc babies bc I KNOW WE ARE <3
Art © @theswordqueen
sylv ( @theswordqueen ) drew furry abaeze thicc as hell and now imma just make him a brick wall. bara boi. can crush you with his man tiddies.
he's got a cute little fat tail : D
One thing Abaeze never does is fuck with the human body. You broke an arm? Lmao well good luck don’t get an infection. Hope it heals properly. He can duplicate you as many times as he wants but he understands 0% of biology and if he tries to fix or change anything about it, would probably end up creating a monster.
Which is what happened to the urutare (think of them as monsterfied space orcs, aka the brunt of his armies). He tried to heal one, made a monster. The rest of them saw it as a blessing from their ‘dark messiah’ and promptly cannibalized the first until they were all monsterfied. Now they al fucked up.
The first survived by the way.
Hey y’all . I’m Sylvi & dis my promo for my queen Akane; a FANDOMLESS | SELECTIVE OC that is heavily rped in SUPER SMASH BROS . VERSE & LEGEND OF ZELDA VERSE ( Among other minor verses ). I’m not often on because of my work &&& life BUT I am going to be more active than before ! This is a RP / ART blog ! You’ll see my doodles from time to time of Akane & RP shenanigans. MUTUALS feel free to ask for my DISCORD ! I’ll be there a bit more than here ; I am 18 + & muse is as well so NSFW content WILL be displayed time to time.
ALSO this blog DOES NOT TOLERATE DRAMA. GTFO w/ that BS.
Thank you ! ! ♡ ♡
Anyone who doesn’t have my discord doesn’t know about Iyawa but she’s essentially a stronger Abaeze. They both have a hobby of raising celestial armies to conquer worlds and then making those armies fight against each other. Whereas Abaeze’s armies are rustic looking space monster-orcs who cannibalize tech to make their transports, Iyawa actually put care into building an expansive empire. She’s got a fancy capital planet, a luxurious palace and wears the finest robes you’ve ever seen.
On the other hand, Abaeze doesn’t really care about his as much. It’s there, he uses it when he’s bored, but that’s the extent of it.
Iyawa does not look like Abaeze’s sister, aside from the eyes. She’s shorter by a few inches, thicc, her eyes have no pupils and are instead a solid gold (unless entertaining guests or those considered close friends of herself or her ‘brother’, in which case her eyes are softer, humanoid, yet retain their color). Gold trims her braids, which drape past her waist. When she isn’t standing at twelve feet, her human disguise marks a decent 6′1″.
Iyawa commands respect and beckons admiration. She’s used to getting her way, and stamps the soul out of anyone who doesn’t give her what she wants. She’s cold and manipulative at times, and enjoys playing with people. Though not quick to physical violence (it bores her), she’s known to throw down with Abaeze when he’s being physically insufferable.
It’s during that time they both whip out the respective 12 and 15 feet titan forms and everyone has a bad time.
Iyawa is much more adept at shattering the laws of nature, but fails at manifesting her form throughout time. Unlike Abaeze, she has a true body somewhere out there, as it hasn’t yet been dissolved into Nothingness
Final note: Iyawa is my creation, but is being developed by a friend of mine. As such, I am not currently writing her, but probably can.
How was Abaeze born?
Abaeze was not born, not created. He always Was from the beginning, the very beginning when there was no life, no love, no ground to stand on; only creatures in the abyss: devoid of thought or reason. He is very young, but also very old: old and chaotic, lifeless and, at one point or another, mindless. He is what he is now because he was a scourge, and in order for life to thrive those ancient scourges were locked away.
Is he God? Absolutely not.
Is he a god? Far from it; he despises gods, turns them into pets or corpses. He was a great and terrible devourer of worlds worshipped by now dead worlds on the brink of anarchy and collapse. Where he was once of many, now there are very few like him wandering about. Even fewer still are his kin who can think, act on a whim instead of oure impulse, control their urges or choose not to.
So what happened? Why is he the way he is? Why is Abaeze himself, and not what he was before? Why is he a he? Why does he pretend to be human and interact with them?
Chance happened. Through an act of affection, curiosity and foolish bravery, he was liberated from his state of existence and given perspective. In his great slumber, he, alongside another of his kind, was plucked from the sky and given form, a now-dead name, and a mentor. They were blank slates and molded into a polite, yet disturbed souls; troubled with a perspective beyond any peers besides each other. They learned what it meant to think, but not feel. No, they didn’t learn to feel until they learned to lose, for they were told to feel and never shown the meaning. They were twin gifts given to a brilliant fool and a people who took more than they gave. Alas, they paid the price and the two simply moved on.
It was only later, during an encounter with humans that the two found new names, new forms and new perspectives. Abaeze, as he was then called, named by the other, fell in love with the concept of humanity: with these small, short-lived primates who very desperately needed companionship to stay whole. Iyawa, the name taken by the other, who would then name herself his sister, found herself taken by other things. She was the smart one, the ambitious one; he was the passionate one. Both were easily bored, both rivals in their goals and activities.
They learned what they could from humans and improvised the rest. Humanity was their chosen people and their world, rich yet backward, a place of sanctuary for the two. When their travels would inevitably take them to the skies to bring about the chaos and conquest demanded by their cosmic blood, the earth and its people would be spared, protected for its service and the hospitability of its natives, those few in African nations of Nigeria and Ethiopia.
Humanity is the form they found most suiting, and thus the one they find the most comfort in. Yet Abaeze and Iyawa are not the forms they keep. Human flesh is like any fine suit they can toss aside or modify on a whim.
Space monster sibs.
I’m here, I switched to dash only, I’m writing up verses and trying not to get distracted bc that means I’ll disappear for a year.
No matter the incarnation Abaeze always gonna be in your muses business even when he got no reason to & das fact.
Babygirl > Bae
MY MUSE IS NOT ALWAYS RIGHT
Please keep in mind that, however hard my muse may argue something or however confidently they make a statement, they can be wrong. It’s my muse’s opinion, and my muse talking, and their perception is skewed. Do not feel like everything out of my character’s mouth is the truth, or that I’m godmodding.
