murder orgy cult

im archie. ill draw almost anything. dont really have rules or links. requests: open

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ithai is the only one with two completely non canon parents out of my yiga ocs

adah and iairos have a non canon mother, but kohga is their dad. and ketut and nico are cado and rola's sons

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Does Arati have a backstory?

so overall she’s actually the mother of one of my yiga clan ocs, ithai!

her backstory’s pretty normal, honestly. raised in gerudo desert and living a pretty normal like [ as normal as one can live because this all happens between 19-38 years before link reawakens ]. in her youth she was a thrill seeker and loved to do all sorts of dangerous, hare-brained things. when she was 18 when she met a young half-sheikah, half-hylian man named isha [ iŝa ] and the two were coupled briefly.

arati gave birth to ithai when she was 19 and arati and iŝa immediately parted, much to arati’s disappointment. iŝa had keep hidden from her that he was a member of the yiga clan and when their son was born he admitted this to her and immediately took ithai and vanished. she holds a grudge against him and over the next 19 years has never forgiven him, nor forgotten his face. after this incident she was hesitant to reengage and never found another partner.

she mellowed out from her old ways and usually cooks and mixes drinks for the noble canteen. sometimes she worries for her son and what he might be up to, but she tries her hardest to push it into the back of her mind because after 19 years, theres really nothing one can do to fix it.

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arati

ive never drawn a gerudo before

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some quick writing under the cut. its not edited or fixed up so its probably a little jumbled. its from ithai’s POV

Iairos stood above the crowd of gathered Footsoldiers and Blademasters. We all stared up at him. We were anxious, restless. A dry breeze swept through the arena and the sound of the jewelry and metal adorning his body clinking together rang out. From above us all, he looked calm, collected. His eyes were hooded, unusually so, but he held himself up straight with his hands folded behind his back and his head up.

“We are here today not only to mourn the loss of my father, our Master, but to welcome a new age for our Clan...” It was obvious the moment he started to speak that the calm facade was lost. Iairos sounded tired, like he had been crying. His voice cracked at random as he continued to speak. It was painful to listen to, no matter how much you disliked him or not.

I could hear around me the gentle murmurings of my Clanmates. ‘Master Kohga had been here since before I was born, I just don’t know what to do without him...’ ‘Iairos is only seventeen, does he really have the capabilities to hold so much responsibility?’ ‘Shame his sister died too. He can’t catch a break.’. I inhaled and continued to stare ahead and up. Iairos seemed to be gaining confidence as he spoke. I wondered what he was thinking about in that moment.

“...And, as Master, I can say this with certainty. You’re all angry. You’re all upset. Who did this to you? Who caused this? Shout his name! What will we do to him?! What will we do when we finally catch him?!” Iairos unfolded his hands from behind his back and let out a cry. He took a stance and raised his Demon Carver into the air, trying to incite his subordinates.

It was like igniting a bomb barrel. There was a sudden roar of the crowd around me, and I felt a battle cry rise in my throat along with the rest of them. It was powerful; it was guttural. The recent loss of Master Kohga had rocked the Clan, but it was clear we weren’t ready to give up yet. I raised my voice as I continued to feel a searing wave of excitement rushing through my blood.

“We’re going to kill him! Cut off his head! Sacrifice him to Dinra’al! The blood moon can’t come quick enough, because when it does, we will strike and we will take him down! Ša, ša, ša! Mala’anda ho! Master Iairos! Master Iairos!”

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watch out.

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"oof ouch my face” -ketut, probably

i love my muscle boys, yknow... just cant get enough of that

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i havent posted on this blog in months IM SORRY

i was gonna do something w this but the motive just left my body a third of the way through so this is all i have

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this is kind of old but i dont think i ever posted it

haha what a dumbass

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“Congratulations! In commemoration of the victory of your Jellybean in the Master Rank of the Cuteness Contest, I present you with this ribbon!”

My baby girl got to shine on stage...

[osterfields-deactivated20181007]

HA nnn HOOOOO

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shithead.

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when u just got the shit kicked out of u and the guy who saved ur ass is cute

gift for @rainberrywarrior cuz i love em // repost cuz i fucked up the first time

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Im curious...what do you assume about me based on my art style/art in general

[keyblack]

All righty, I’m curious!  Hit me!

[aretmaw]

I’m up for it :)

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"Sylvia, can't you see what you are doing? Can't you see I'm scared to speak, and I hate my voice 'cause it only makes you angry. Sylvia, I only talk when you are sleeping. That's when I tell you everything. And I imagine that somehow you're going to hear me..."

“Sylvia”, The Antlers

just a little bit of vent art cuz im in a funk this morning

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its been a while, hasnt it?

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the artfight discord wont let me put my fallout url so if u wanna check out my fallout ocs and u came here from there its @cucksworth

[silverhawk]

when the song ur listening to helps you daydream the solution to a plot hole in ur ocs story