YOUR BLOOD IS MY INK.

ORIGINAL CHARACTER | BY PHOENIX

[lcxeren]

♦ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓:

∎ Hello everyone! My name is PHOENIX™ ( 30 YOA ) & This is a revamped ; writing / developing fandomless OC, Lexeren Van Terrance ( 10/23/2012 - 1/10/2025 ) All edits, character design, and story written by yours truly. A whole new introduction for this long lost original character; designed from complete scratch using vroid avatar creator & some unity tricks! ∎ Under the cut are rules and guidelines and they are as follows ( PLEASE READ )

∎ THIS BLOG IS SEMI PRIVATE | SELECTIVE: I will not follow everyone back. Please do not take offense to this, of thing that I am disinterested in your blog/multi -- I believe everyone is a wonderful writer and everyone portrays their character differently with a different passion. That being said, I am just one person doing what I love to do most but also have lots of things to do, such is life. So of course I can't get to everyone, but I am truly grateful your following and interest in my character.

A WARNING: NSFW RELATED CONTENT ; This blog will contain mature content. in threads/ plots / aesthetics / ect. Categories apply: ∎ Blood / gore / death ∎ Violence ∎ T1 roleplay (sparring/fighting level) ∎ Sex / Nudity / kinks ∎ Experimentation All things will be tagged accordingly for the safe dash and non-fans.

∎ FOLLOWING: I am not one of those people who expect a follow back even if I follow them/ follow you. I do read through the dash and other's threads for the story, the moments. It is the simple fact that I may like their content. So if I follow you, or take interest but it is not the same way, I will not take offense. I am not here for the follow count.

LIKES/ ACCEPTING | HELPING THE COMMUNITY

∎ NSFW / SEXUAL CONTENT: Writing smut/ roleplaying with mutuals or people who are straight up interested in just writing sexual content with my character; I am 100% okay with this. If that's all you want to write. I'm down. Just message me about it. I'm too fucking old trying to appease the masses of 'being careful' when there are plenty of people who've not 'practiced what they preach' when it comes to policing other people's content. Lets just have our muses fuck til the sun goes down and rises again.

∎ STARTERS - I am willing to write out / give shoutout starter posts for those who are wanting one. Starters are always welcome from others as well. Shoutout posts, tagged, ect ∎ PRERELATIONS - Allow pre-established relations between certain muses, most likely with mutuals.

∎ GRAPHICS / AESTHETICS: Okay so ... I know people make money off of making icon borders, thread breakers and all that kinda stuff. I know how to do it. I am a graphics whore, and I know a lot of people here lack those tools/ connections in making these things for their blog posts. I'm willing to make blog sets for free for people looking for cool shit to make their blog posts look pretty. We need to stop being petty and not helping those who want to rp but lack in being 'pretty' enough for you to pay attention to. Lets help out more if we've got the skills/ talents to do so.

ACTIVITY ON TUMBLR:

I have obviously not been here. I've been under the guise of needing to let people to know whats been going on behind the scenes... Life gets in the way sometimes, for days, months, or even years. Some people fall out. I've experienced this too. I've been there too. We're all fucking humans living in the worst timeline, we all know this. So if we've got a thread that's like 4 years old that we have that YOU want to continue? Just dm me, I'll find it's activity and continue it OR make a new post continuing the lost original thread. If you want to start anew, that's cool too! I'm no longer going to be worried about activity / attendance of my followers/ mutuals. Life and mental health, hell, overall health COMES FIRST AND FOREMOST. Life updates in an ooc post are not necessary but appreciated when ever they come on the dash, but if you just pop in for the sake of popping in, even better! I'd like to get rid of the stigma that everyone needs to know what goes on outside of this website.

DISLIKES | NOT ACCEPTING

∎ PLAGIARISM - Plagiarism; is the representation of another author's language, thoughts, ideas, or expressions as one's own original work. Plagiarism is considered academic dishonesty and a breach of journalistic ethics. This is explanatory. Don't steal my stuff and make it your own/edit it. It's illegal. It's rude. It's scummy. Don't do it. ∎ ANON HATE - Not tolerated, will be deleted and swept under the rug.

∎ GODMODDING - I control my character’s actions, I control my character’s plot-line, relations, ect. DO NOT take the reins and control my character for me. It’s rude. ∎ ICONS - Do not steal any icons from me unless you have permission to use them. All of the icons I use are made by me, and there will be consequences if I see them being used without consent.                                                                                ---PHOENIX™

[chrcnicle]

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐋;

So I just wanted to touch base with everyone. Because I disappear. A lot. I'll just tell you where I've been. This isn't one of those cliche posts of the simple answer of 'life getting in the way' -- Which, while is true... I've been trying to pursue Vtubing. I discovered it back in 2019, but haven't taken it seriously until 2023, where my life basically decided to press the reset button, but never in a negative way. Like anything, I had to grow, learn, and get comfortable. This character, Clair, is my vtuber persona AND an oc. One that I've favored a lot these past few years. Now, where am I going with this?

Well, as I've said. I've been growing. Not just with the followers, and all the things that come with content creation - as I've said, in 2023 I've had to rebuild my own life from the ground up, redefine the passions and reconnect with hobbies I put down. I figured, however, why stop there? I've made my own models for, not just clair, but other oc's that are on this very platform. I figured, why not use my talent and do something more with it? So I went to Ko-fi! I've made a shop where I have made adoptable models for sale! You can do anything with them, vtubing, send it as a gift to another friend, build a whole new oc of your own or some oc that you may have already have, ect. All of these models are fully mo-capped so they do work with things like: vmagicmirror vseeface vnyan SO if you're interested, or if you think anyone else would fancy something cool and unique n likes my style, share around! Check out my shop!

[jencva]

❛ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄.

[lcxeren]

Alright, time to take a break from Lex and go do some work / writing on the bunbun~

[lcxeren]

❝ Holy shit -- the first man... ❞

[lcxeren]

Ⅺ: 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 .𝟎𝟓

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃; 𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐏

❛ COME FORTH, WE A MIGHTY COVANANT GIVES YOU THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB AND WEAR IT, FOR YOUR DESIRE. WE REMEMBER YOU, LOST MORNINGSTAR. COME FORTH, WE PRAY FOR EDEN. ❜

A form yet realized, where ink consumes. Droplets of the nyx sky paints new flesh. A symbol of the dark sin of this world, with a human like face trimmed with gold. Lexeren's new form was discovered when 🇲‌🇦‌🇱‌🇵‌🇭‌🇦‌🇸‌ revealed that he was a long forgotten child of Lillith, and after she emerged herself from the Lazarus and confirm his true identity. However, the way history was written, Lexeren's existence was still burned from every page. Not one with the flock which a Shepard guides, but a goat, sacrificed for the turn of the world... Even without his knowledge. He knows only what he knows. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙀𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙄𝘾 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙈:

An arch demon; known as an Astaroth given true form from it's former, Lexeren's natural look giving off femininity as to mask in the world of the living. Lexeren is a High Astaroth, given the small wings of an angel, and horns of a devil. This goat form standing at 7ft 5in, than the normal 6ft 4in he normally stands. These types are not common, in fact, Lexeren may be the only one left of his kind, not knowing of it until recent, and even finds it difficult to even transform into it.

[lcxeren]

𝐋𝐂𝐗𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 - ❛ YOU MISSED ME. ; an independent ORIGINAL CHARACTER. Penned by 🇵‌🇭‌🇴‌🇪‌🇳‌🇮‌🇽‌™

Semi Selective | private | Heavy Headcanon based && fandomless Dark Themes / Medium ACTIVITY. / RELIGIOUS BOUND

𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃; 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃. 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐓, 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐍.

[morningful]

HOW YOU ARE FALLEN FROM HEAVEN , O LUCIFER , SON OF THE MORNING. HOW YOU ARE CUT DOWN TO THE GROUND. YOU , WHO WEAKENED THE NATIONS.

semi selective Lucifer Morningstar of Hazbin Hotel. psd cred.

[lcxeren]

❝ It's raining... again. ❞

[lamentelle]

be a little pathetic about me it’s hot i swear

[lcxeren]

𝘼 𝙇𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙇𝙀 𝙇𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙃𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙔; 🇹‌🇼‌🇮‌🇸‌🇹‌🇪‌🇩‌ 🇮‌🇳‌🇹‌🇴‌ 🇦‌ 🇫‌🇦‌🇳‌🇹‌🇦‌🇸‌🇾‌

Where words were jumbled in this holy word. Works of man written by milky eyes, blind to the truths, but sold in versions. Yet there was only one true written word. Lexeren laughed and laughed, ripping out the pages of MATHEW, Lazarus floating about, trembling with anger himself as words twisted to fit the narrative of the naive comfort of mortals. The room fell silent, only one more page to rip from this misprint. Brows knitted and the book was tossed across the room. ❝ The absolute audacity... ❞

The grimoire even spoke, Lazarus flicking his own pages in disbelief. "🇮‌ 🇰‌🇳‌🇴‌🇼‌, 🇹‌🇭‌🇪‌🇾‌ 🇬‌🇴‌🇹‌ 🇮‌🇹‌ 🇦‌🇱‌🇱‌ 🇼‌🇷‌🇴‌🇳‌🇬‌. 🇸‌🇪‌🇪‌🇲‌🇸‌ 🇱‌🇮‌🇰‌🇪‌ 🇹‌🇭‌🇪‌🇾‌'🇻‌🇪‌ 🇪‌🇷‌🇦‌🇸‌🇪‌🇩‌ 🇾‌🇴‌🇺‌ 🇪‌🇳‌🇹‌🇮‌🇷‌🇪‌🇱‌🇾‌." Fingernails dug into the skin of his forehead and rubbed against temples. ❝ I'm the one who cut out the weak sheep from the flock, I sensed the disciple's woe-some greed deep in his soul, and delivered him salvation from remorse. I did my duty and collected the fee, hanging Judas from that tree. ❞ Like a candle about to go out, did he shrink in his seat, curling and wrapping his tails around himself. ❝ They discredit me. ❞ "🇫‌🇴‌🇷‌ 30 🇵‌🇮‌🇪‌🇨‌🇪‌🇸‌ 🇴‌🇫‌ 🇸‌🇮‌🇱‌🇻‌🇪‌🇷‌, 🇳‌🇴‌ 🇱‌🇪‌🇸‌🇸‌." Lazarus chimed in. Glowing eyes spit daggers at the ripped up pages spread across the floor, looming up to a painting of a raven on the wall. ❝ Malphas said 'a son for a son' How pathetic... a raven trying to become a dove. He's kept even me from the truth. Now the world doesn't even remember me. Lazarus...? ❞ "🇾‌🇪‌🇸‌, 🇸‌🇮‌🇷‌ 🇹‌🇪‌🇷‌🇷‌🇦‌🇳‌🇨‌🇪‌?" There was a pause in the air, Lexeren's mouth twitched, wanting to ask the right question. There was so much truth to discover, uncover, like the tome in which the true gospel lies. Can a concept die and resurrect once more? His head lifted and tears welted in eye ducts. ❝ What was it like to have the son of God weep for you?❞ Even Lazarus, compelled in a book and granted immortality could only answer the question with truth, not feeling, though one could hear the trembling grace in the book's voice. He may have been remembering the last time he's spoken to the almighty, interrupted by the fear of high chief's losing their stature after this miracle... Remorse and guilt came hand in hand. Two sides of the same coin. Scattered papers danced as Lazarus took form, dressing himself in the lies in which this scripture spat. Only one word needed to be said, Lazarus holding out his arms for Lexeren. "🇼‌🇴‌🇳‌🇩‌🇪‌🇷‌🇫‌🇺‌🇱‌." A phrase that never left him, as Lexeren's mothers use to tell, it was never a sin to cry, if the son weeps over mortals. . .

[lcxeren]

❛ Don't go throwing your stones in my glass house. You may kill for fun, ❜

❛ ⁱ ᵏⁱˡˡ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗ ❜

[lcxeren]

Fixed my fuckin' headcanon and drabble graphics. insert me leaning back in my chair dabbing my forehead As of I've run a marathon

[lcxeren]

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 && 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌; a set verse sacrificed to fulfill the duties of such ruthless tirade. Judgement passed him by, and by Lexeren's lack of shame did he walk on after closing a door behind him, beyond it was dark and dim. Sounds of soft whistles of breath muted as soon as it had clamped. A stain was left on the handle. Looks like these villagers were unable to look past their own hypocrisy, mockery being a sin, especially to someone without limbs. However, they did not judge him for that... A demon ; they said. A monster ; they laughed. So be it. Had the opportunity to look past such squabble, blood would not have had to be spilled. Like the wind, he was wafted away off the path of this house, now abandoned -- so the story will go. Nevertheless, Lexeren made way to a rather dense part of the forest, a small fishing dock with an empty row boat was where he decided to ponder. A foreign land with all the time in the world. It was not his Eden's Garden, but a piece. It begged the question if there were more like him just... lurking. Hiding. Being afraid. Lexeren inhaled; hood hanging up on a branch as hands brushed back hair from his face.

❛ Humans... the most mystery of them all. ❜ Hands arose, only they were... not natural. Limbs made of ink, holding their form as if solid like flesh. They held open an old tome, all pages blank at first, until a face appeared, a weeping one, that same soft whistle was no whistle at all, but the cry of a soul. Lexeren merely smiled at it before cracking the book shut -- the sound of a stranger calling out a name. It got his attention for sure but -- who? Who was... Inuyasha? What did that mean?

Lexeren bobbed his head up, strangely looking around until spotting a younger woman in the near distance, a hand up until the expression on her face -- happy -- turned to shock. ( @ikiryomi )

He blinked slowly. Should he say something back? Perhaps it was something he didn't understand... ❛ -- Hello! Apologies, is this your fishing dock? ❜

[lcxeren]

Working on graphics and icons. Like this for a brat in your inbox!

[lcxeren]

Awake and working on getting graphics changed && a general bio. Looks like past me was fantastic to get into story telling way more with this very old && dusty original character than I was giving the bare minimum of who Lex actually is. Nothing wrong with that, in fact I find past me to be... quite clever.

[lcxeren]

𝘼 𝙈𝙄𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙔𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙎 𝙄𝙉 𝙎𝙇𝙐𝙈𝘽𝙀𝙍, yet he continues to find a reason to sleep...