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https://en.pronouns.page/@metalclad // matching w/ user @sixsix680 (♡!)

[esotericdivinity]

For Whom The Bells Toll

An introduction to me and my blog(s).

He/him, LGBTQ+, ENTJ-A, 8w7, writer and artist. 18. You may call me Krueger, Krue if we are friends, or really any other nickname you may think of. My pronouns page. I love my friends. Matching PFPs with @sixsix680.

If you don't know why I followed you, I am also @brutally-loving. This is probably why.

IMPORTANT.

Feel free to send in questions and such. I like to answer. I also enjoy talking to others generally, so don't feel hesitant to do so!

I post my art, random text posts, and other such things. I write headcanons on another blog as well. I technically commission art, but that's case by case thus far because I've had no luck yet. I take art requests from friends. I am a native English speaker, and live in the United States.

I enjoy fandoms, my current fixation is... none as of December 10th, with other enjoyments being: Dragon Ball, Borderlands, One Piece, The Elder Scrolls, and JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

My alternative accounts are @gold-and-grudges, @standanddeliver, @tavolacci, @ballisticqeaponry, @lordofwallmonkeys, @tenacious-brute and one more. If you find that one, then you'll probably know it. You can ask for my discord if you'd like, I'll probably give it to you.

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Ship template I made because I think it's good for the soul-

My first made buuuut I think it's. Decent. Okay yeah byee 👋

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Waves to my super cool mutuals. Uh important question: if I was a supernatural being what do y'all think I would be. Based off of vibes. I'll also answer the question for you, I just NEEEEED to know. For... science...

[wafflepopbeerus]

Heeeere a draw gift foooor...

@esotericdivinity !

I hope you like it💕💕

[esotericdivinity]

WOOWWWW thank you!!! This is positively adorable 💞💞 I love your art style, it's always so very cute, and this is certainly no exception.

[esotericdivinity]

hiiii!! i saw you're into borderlands! i've been meaning to get into it, any advice on where i should start?

~ Salem

Ahhh YES!!! (I saw that you're into Apex... Well met my friend.)

I personally suggest starting with an easier game! 2 is generally regarded as the most loved game in the series, however it is the most difficult. That made it harder for me to enjoy the first time around, admittedly. I actually completed the pre-sequel before any of the other games!! I think borderlands 3 is the easiest, but it's also the most expensive, so I generally wouldn't suggest starting there. Catching the pre-sequel and 2 on a sale would be my personal best recommendation (it's where I started!), but borderlands 1 is also good and goes for decent prices! They're all really fun games imo.

Thank you so much for asking <3 I would love to hear if you wind up getting into it!!!

[memories]

Pour one out for #we ball.

[esotericdivinity]

Guys I think they're saying something about me 💔 /hj

[selfgoals]

If you can’t reblog this, unfollow me now.

[sunkissedspider]

it’s fucking disgusting that i just lost 6 followers

[hotel-firingsquad]

[is-the-owl-video-cute-deactivat]

it’s important to recognize that these are in fact two different statements.

[spaghetti-o-fficial]

And yet I’m still both. Nazis can go fucking die and go where even Satan is scared to go. And I’ll always support the Jewish community

[bored-dromaeosaur]

Punching nazis is my hobby, and I’ll always support the Jewish community.

[maryland-officially]

My family is Jewish kind of

[100percent-chipotle]

anyone who supports nazis or discriminates against Jews can kindly see themselves to the curb.

[dissociativedollcherry]

it should be legal to punch Nazis

[l0v3sickl0s3r]

It’s Okay (To Punch Nazis)

[cinnabastian]

Agreed!!

[elvis-official]

Woah mama I hate nazis

[laoixfish]

shshhshsshuqshyhdtswhtt-

'woa! ce, who are those guys?' i hear no one ask

Avarice belongs to @esotericdivinity & Chang'e belongs to @m4ling3n ♡

I thought 'hey, i know my friends hoard few freaks. let's draw rhem!'

btw their all in Ce's Character Clubhouse™ where I go and be silly about everyones ocs :D

uhm yea that's it. just a silly little thing for my silly little things :3

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SHOWS EVERYONE. HELLO??? AVARICE... He's beautiful in your style on god. THANK YOU FOR DRAWING HIM AAHHHHH

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I'm looking to get a physical job in the local area. I finally live in a place super close to like... an actual thriving town! There's a ton of people my age, I live right next to a college. So they have plenty of things I can do. I can't wait to get out there and start looking for stuff! I'm wondering what kind of jobs I'll find most success in... I guess I could go for a daycare maybe. Put my skills to good use or something. Will that look good on someone who wants to go into education?- Does anyone have any suggestions for jobs for me to look into dydgdhd

[katalogos]

COLLECTION OF SMALL WRITINGS ABOUT MY NEW OC

His name is Deveor!! These are all just small writings and thoughts placed down for the sake of getting an idea across. This isn't really... prime writing ability from me. Heads up/content warning, people die, get poisoned, get injured, and we have a notably unhinged guy as the star of the show. If you know yourself well enough to know this doesn't sit right with you, PLEASE don't read this! Otherwise, enjoy!

Initial Thoughts

Deveor stared down at the crumpled heap of a human body thrown before him. Piercing eyes picked apart the appearance of the unconscious man, a quiet hum escaping his lips as he pressed them into a straight line. The expression only lasted a moment. He had watched from afar as the man had frantically fought against his guards before he was captured. He killed four of them, miraculously. He was subsequently overwhelmed, but the four dead and two others injured elicited some sort of feeling in him. And it wasn’t hatred or anger. He couldn’t help but be impressed with this little human. “Leave us,” his deep voice growled, echoing against the chamber walls. Fading footsteps indicated that the guards had left. He hadn’t looked away from the human. 

The behemoth crouched down, tilting his head. Long, neon green hair cascaded down to the floor as he did. “Where did you come from?” he inquired to himself, seemingly amused. His large hand grabbed the chin of the unconscious man. Angling his head around, he took in the other’s features. “And why?” Deveor didn’t remain crouched for long. An electric shock shot through his wretched heart. He couldn’t help but raise his brows and shake his head, releasing a sigh of sorts before his expression filled with some semblance of malice. A grin. He rolled the human over, grabbing him by the back of his shirt and lifting his limp body from the stone floor. One pair of hands setting themselves on his hips, while the other was occupied by the other man. He was so much smaller than himself, he thought with a short huff of amusement. 

With the dangling human at eye level, Deveor could get a proper look at his visitor. He stared for another moment, before shrugging slightly. He continued to hold him like a scruffed animal as he strolled into another room. It was smaller than the palace entryway, of course. This was a small side room, generally meant for entertaining real visitors. Members of Deveor’s court. He didn’t think anyone would have the gall to say something about bringing the little human here. As he closed the door, his second pair of hands locked it behind him. He didn’t feel the need to turn. He then took his specimen to the table, dropping him there almost carelessly. He was just careful enough to ensure that he didn’t hit his head off of the gold plating. 

And the waiting began.

Deveor didn’t know yet, but the man laying on his table was named Jesper. He could only imagine the reaction that this predicament was going to get out of the man. He continued to smile as he thought about it, a giddy stir in his stomach. He could’ve giggled. It’s been so long since he’s had any interesting visitors. So long since he’s had any unique fighters, at that. Those humans with their guns, their bombs, their pathetic little knives. But oh no, this human had something different! A weapon that relied on a unique set of skills. Deveor quite loved to see that. He wanted to see it again. He left the weapon wrapped around Jesper, hoping that when he came to, he’d decide to use it against him. If he was stupid enough to, anyway. It’d be more amusing if he was stupid. 

“It’d be such a shame to kill off such a pretty little thing,” he mused aloud. “We’ll have to see how smart you are when you wake up, won’t we? Maybe you’ll struggle a little, seeing as you probably are concussed. I didn’t smell your blood, so I’m assured they didn’t bludgeon you when I wasn’t looking. On the other hand, we have some poisons that can cause short comas… I presume that’s what you’ve got running through you now.” 

Deveor leaned back into his suitably massive chair, both sets of arms folding across his torso. “I wonder what your deal is. I think I will let you tell me yourself… No matter how tempting it is to go through your belongings while you’re out of it.” He chuckled again. As he tilted his head down a little, his unruly hair followed. “I’ve been asking the Araze when I’d get some real entertainment. Let us hope that you don’t disappoint me, or them.” He closed his eyes, a rumble of a laugh in his throat. It was silly to talk to someone who couldn’t hear him. It was even sillier that he felt so excited for Jesper to awaken. Oh well. What was one to do besides wait?

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Anticoagulant

A growl ripped from Deveor’s throat as he felt cold steel attempt to slash through his back. His hair, he thought angrily, would be messed up by that stupid blade. He opened his mouth, his upper right hand swiping into his cheek and digging his nails in. He could taste his own blood, witness the viscous black liquid underneath his nails before he swung backwards to lash at the person who had attempted to harm him. He felt his hand make harsh contact. Their body crumbled under his strength. He whipped around to hem up the fallen body, his lower set of arms grabbing both of theirs. He lifted them, baring his teeth in a savage grin. He looked at the cuts that now spanned from their forehead to their chin, in the shape of his nails. Blood welled from the wounds, dribbling out steadily. They wouldn’t stop bleeding now, he knew that. His own blood had mixed with theirs, after all. Bringing soaked fingers to his lips, he dragged his tongue across the blood before he began to talk. “Pathetic attempt,” the behemoth lambasted. “Utterly disappointing.”

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Nerve Agent 

Deveor looked down at the fallen king before him. Another reign he brought to an end by his own hands. “Please,” the man begged. “You need not kill me-” 

“I do,” Deveor replied dryly, wiping his forehead with the palm of his hand. The warm air felt cool against the liquid that he had just swiped away. Without any warning, his mammoth palm was pressed onto the king’s face. He squeezed the royal’s head, his hand slipping down to wipe across the man’s neck before releasing him. Deveor watched as the king’s eyes watered, his face twitching uncontrollably with the contact. He attempted to speak, but a hefty wheeze was all that escaped. The human’s hands clawed at quickly perspiring skin, trembling. “That looks like it hurts,” Deveor teased, lolling his head to the side. “Mmm, what a sad, sad way to die.”

He watched the human writhe, observing the effects of the liquid. He’s seen it hundreds of times. But he likes to watch. His 12’6 frame crouched, folding his top pair of hands together as the king scrambled and convulsed on the ground. “I wonder if there will ever be a time that this bores me,” he thought aloud. As the man before him screamed, gripping for nothing, fighting to break free from the pain and sporadic movements forced upon him by his own muscles, Deveor shook his head. “No, no I don’t think there will.” The lower pair of arms folded over his abdomen. He listened to the choked sobs of his adversary, noting how he appeared to truly be struggling to breathe now. “There’s always space in my heart for the suffering of others,” he tittered.

Okay, all done! Please feel free to ask questions about Deveor, I'd love to talk about him.

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SHOWS EVERYONE MY NEW OC. OBSERVE. CREATURE.

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Avarice needs a complimentary other OC based off of the song Hell or I'll die.

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Fuck it we ball I'm making Avarice a character to bounce off of AND ANOTHER SET OF SIBLINGS YEAAAAH plans below the cut

Yeah siblings I tell you.

Plans are another 3, as the Old Gods are all in sets of 3 characters. These ones will be more like primordial spirits than gods though...

So I think I'll have this:

Oldest is Avarice's companion. Masc aligned.

Middle child is the most gorgeous glorious femme

Youngest is another masc aligned individual.

And aside from that, I'll plan to base them off of songs too! Why not. UGH ignore my MUSIC TASTE DHDHDHDHDH

Oldest has Hell by Disturbed. I think I want them to have been betrayed by another one of the Old Gods or something, maybe a friend of Viathan before he tried to kill them and they barely escaped. Hadeon stopped Viathan, and they fled to Avarice. This gave them both something to bond over. I think it'd be really interesting if they were a sun spirit, and their abilities went from being warm and friendly to too hot to handle and absolutely brutal to be around. Yes... And they feel like they need to destroy many things, being aligned with the executioner and physical embodiment of the apocalypse, Avarice. They share his views but unlike him they do act on them more often. They're like a natural disaster to be around... YESSSSSS MWAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH

Middle child has... maybe Ready or Not by Fugees. Yes. They're in association with Gosodovn, being close to him and likely holding a complementary role to his. He is the dream walker and memory holder, she is the stars in the night sky that others wish on and the moon they call to when lonely. This being said, I think the idea that she's had to hold the weight of her older brother becoming evil is GREAT. She's slowly making her way to taking more power and attempting to stop him. Gosodovn doesn't want her to, being that he KNOWS she can be killed. Maybe there's one sided love. Oh well.

Youngest sibling with... maybe, toxic by d3r. If that's the case: They're unhinged and becoming worse. In leagues with Desperare. They've taken their brothers change VERY hard. And in such, Desperare found interest in them! So, like Desperare holds all ailments, he taught his little friend how to make lethal combinations in the wild. Taking their powers centered in the flora of the world and gently nudging them to become worse over time as a vent of sorts... yeah yeah I'm fucking with it.

If not that then I'm thinking the youngest will have Scream by Thousand Foot Krutch and then they're just. Gonna be in leagues with... Hmmm.. Volyk. Yes. Volyk needs more development anyway.

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Does anyone ever just think about making an OC based off of an entire album of music. Does anyone have an OC like that. I must know.

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If you think I'm white I'll cry forever btw /hj

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Avarice needs a complimentary other OC based off of the song Hell or I'll die.

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Stares at you all with my big eyes. Hey. Hey. What JJK character do you think I'm most like. There's no wrong answers. I just wanna... know. Badly. You don't even have to give a reason you can just answer.

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I don't like to post political shit but I am going to fucking say this:

I hope anyone who voted for Trump dies the most horrific death conceivable.

Actually.

I've been homeless with my family for fucking 3, almost 4, months. Trump just shut down the fucking funding that was going to help my mom buy a house. A house for my mom, who's been almost killed 5 times because of domestic violence, who's disabled because of it. My mom, who was going to be the first homebuyer in her family. My mom, who has fought her entire fucking life despite the odds. My mom, who deserved the safety after 10 years of running.

They just took stability, safety, and a fucking HOUSE from my family. They just took it from a 9 year old fighting depression he shouldn't have to, an 18 year old who fights for his family every fucking day, and from my MOTHER who has been beating odds at every goddamn turn in this STUPID ROAD. We have poured thousands of dollars into this house. We were supposed to close on Thursday. And now the money has been paused. They killed our loan and now we have to wait until "further instruction from the president".

Anyone who voted for Trump, I hope you die. I genuinely truly do. Fucking choke. Get cholera and DIE.

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Yeah sorry dude, our meeting was fated in the stars. Yeahhh you can't get rid of me, the cosmos made us for each other. Nope sorry you're stuck with me for the long haul. Those stars, am I right?