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"I will rise with the moon"
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My new Hexblood Twilight Cleric to start off a new campaign ⨠So excited to try out her abilities!! Her name is Celeste, a half elf raised by a Night Hag.
Many many years ago, the Night hag corrupted the mayor of a village. The hag fed his dreams with nightmarish images of horrendous monsters emerging from the adjacent forest, killing everyone with no exception if the mayor wouldn't find a solution soon. When offerings of their harvest or valuables didn't squelch the horrible visions, it wasn't long before humans were offered to the forest. Deep within the woods a ritual site was erected, and each month on a new moon a child was bound to the altar and left to the forests' mercy.
For the hag it was like window shopping. She would wait for the next sacrifice to be brought to the ritual site and examine the child for its abilities. Should she deem it worthy to become a hag and become part of her coven, she would take it. Should it not suffice, she would either leave the child there for the creatures of the forest, use it as fresh and valuable components. It took several years until the hag found a suitable child that fit her expectations ā and this one was a small, silver haired half-elf girl. She took her to her hut that was nearby, and raised Celeste by the way of a future hag.
Years passed and when the night came that Celeste ā or Aaromi, that's how the Night Hag had called her ā was to be transformed into a true hag, something happened. Celeste can't remember, but there had been just so much blood, so many ear-piercing screams crying out in agony. She only remembers somehow making it to the village, crying out for help, but when the villagers saw her covered in blood, clothes ripped to shreds and her Hexblood trait ā purple skin, crooked, sharp teeth, dark eyes and nails so long they could be wielded as a weapon ā alienating her, they attacked put of fear, calling her demon child or witch.
Celeste fled back into the forest, not knowing where to go or what just happened. She ran and ran and ran until she eventually collapsed due to fatigue. It was days of wandering between trees and over small creeks. That was how Selƻne, goddess of the moon, had found her; stumbling forwards mindlessly, the will to go further almost non-existent in her eyes. Selƻne stayed with her many nights after that, gave her food and warmth until Celeste's eyes lost the emptiness that had haunted them when they'd first met.
When their ways parted, Selƻne left her with a gift in the form of a blue diamond shaped like a tear. As gratitude, Celeste devoted her life and belief to Selƻne, and was later granted with the powers of a Twilight Cleric.
Later, she made friends with a few Fey creatures roaming the forest, and with their help she made a magic hairband from twigs and flowers that would suppress the influence of the hag and has her appear like the original race she was born as.
She never saw the hag again, and didn't dare to step foot into the village again.
Her purpose was then to keep people and curious adventurers out of the forest and away from the ritual site, in hopes that no one shall ever touch these grounds again.
Found some time to draw my D&D half-elf Light Cleric \o/ Inspired but no 1:1 interpretation of @defenestratin cel-shade method (check it out here)! Heās a former criminal, a burglar born and raised in the bright city that is Bellgate. Heās been through some shit when Niwa, goddess of hope, spoke to him one night. Rejecting her at first, it wasnāt until an accident that happened on one of his expeditions and through the valuables of a family that he tried to seek Niwa out, to help him get off this path and to show him how he could redeem himself. Wearing what seems like a form of fairy lights and a small bell on the top of his staff, he hopes it will prevent him from falling into his usual habits; like a bell around the neck of a cat to keep it from killing its prey.
Itās been so long since Iāve posted any art! T__T Mostly because Iām more active on twitterĀ than on tumblr, and because LIFE, but oh well! I try and keep it up to date! :DĀ Iām also on Ko-Fi now! Anyway, have a lovely day, hun! <3 Love you all!
Fanfiction on Archive of Our Own
Rating: Explicit Categories: M/M Relationships: Hijikata Toushirou/Sakata Gintoki Additional Tags: Fluff, Smut, Schmoop,Ā Idiots in Love,Ā Friends With Benefits,Ā Getting Together,Ā Bottom!Gintoki,Ā Top!Hijikata,Ā they try to have a talk - you can imagine how that works out,Ā One Shot,Ā Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Summary: It doesnāt feel like single-minded sex anymore. Like the simple release of stress and need had suddenly disappeared from the ravenās mind, replaced with something else entirely; something that makes the Yorozuya's skin feel hot wherever the man touches, his mind going hazy with unknown pleasure. It causes Gintokiās heart to almost burst out his ribcage whenever Hijikata as much as glances in his direction outside the bedroom ā not from lust, but something distinctly related. And, to be frank, it scares him. So, to get them back on track, away from the dangerous territory theyāve been verging on, Gintoki did the only thing plausible in a situation like this. Curse them with a heavy case of blue balls. Start readingĀ >
Fanfiction on Archive of our Own
Rating: Explicit Categories: M/M, F/M Fandom: Gintama Relationships:Ā Hijikata Toushirou/Sakata Gintoki, Kagura/Okita Sougo Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Romance, Comedy, Scent Kink, Idiots in Love, Eventual Smut, Canon-Typical Ridiculousness, Canon-Typical Violence, Off-screen Relationship(s), Off-Screen OkiKagu, For some reason there's a lot of food mentioned, Fluff, Schmoop, Mild Drama, all the feels, Mpreg, Serious Undertone Summary: Gintoki wakes up with a jolt, his shonen protagonist senses tingling like crazy. He blinks lazily, trying to think of the last time this had happened. Itās been a while and experience shows that today, more than any other day, will just not be his. Heās not in the mood for a five second fight that lasts multiple episodes, nor ending up as a cat, baby, or changing his gender through cold or hot water. So he does what any sane person in his position would do. He lays back down, squeezing his eyes shut, content on skipping this day entirely. It's just wishful thinking that he's got a say in this, however. Start reading >
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I love how the DBH fans saw Gavin Reed and thought you know what will clear that sass up? Getting dicked down by RK900 and Iām absolutely down for it.
How cool would a D:BH #MegaMashupChallenge be?! MIX ALL THE AUāS Reverse!Supernatural!A/B/O!AU Humanverse!Genderswap!Fantasy!Teacher/Student!AU Steampunk!Mechanic!Vampires and werewolfs!AU - Or for the adventurous - Reverse!Historical!Supernatural!Magic!A/B/O!Vampires and werewolfs!AU
Or maybe my after-work party may have been a bit too much for my head lul
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Some preview from my fanzine āDeviantsā
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HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!! MAY YOUR OTP BE WITH YOU
DBH Story Roadmap
An update on what Iāve got planned so far (since itās still a lot but my small fingers can only type that much). Let me know what you think!
Scent me your secrets continuation:
I might make this a/b/o universe a series since itās become one of my most popular stories so far and Iām amazed by your feedback! Iām not sure where I wanna go with this or what part I want to explore (since Iām a sucker for android deviancy exploration) but thereās been some suggestions. Let me know if youāve got an idea! (But Mia, you canāt turn every story into a series ā well SHUSH I might as well!)
Also after that I might even take this universe and turn the spotlight onto Reed and Nines! Havenāt done one of those before but theyāve grown on me <3
Of Two Make One series:
Thereās a lot I want to cover with this, and Hank having a transmitter is just what I need to explore more of the human/android differences and similarities. Thereās gonna be a lot of fluff and a rollercoaster of emotions but I want to rotate between heavy topics and just some crack and humor. Also, lotsāa smut. Stories so far:
Open Your Mind revolves around the core question of DBH: Can androids feel and is it the same as humans do? Granted, itās just been mostly dialogue and Hank getting to know his new abilities but oh well!
Live and Exclusive is about the prospect for Connor to learn how to sleep and dream (and also to discover some of Hankās backstory lul)
But wait, thereāll be more! (Obviously only working titles)
Martinis made of rainwater will be DELICIOUS! Since Connor learns how to taste without analyzing each and every molecule and what it means to enjoy food. But, you know, thereās Hank. We all know Hank. Hank has a fable for various kinds of alcohol. And wouldnāt it be fun to see whether or not an android can learn how to get wasted?
Generation Z ā Hank and Connor get a chance to test their newfound abilities on the field. Murdered androids, missing parts, and a guy who tries to convince them that heās actually an android.
That thing called jealousy - Connor gets to meet Hankās ex-wife. Things get interesting. BEWARE THE AWKWARDNESS
I might make some smaller timestamps after that but the last oneās the end game for obvious reasons (we all know where this is going right)
A circle has no end ā Years have passed, but one of humanities greatest flaws remains death. They both knew that it was coming, and yet Connor couldnāt have possibly been prepared for how it actually feels to lose someone you love. Hank knew, and thatās the only reason he had agreed ā agreed to transfer all his memories, recorded and saved by the transmitter, into a body made of carbon and wires and a warning on his lips. Will it be enough? Will it be the same? Will it be Hank?
Of course thereāll be some smaller fics in between and stuff, but yeah. Thatās it for now. :)
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IN CASE I DONāT GET THIS FINISHED IN TIME - HEREāS THE SKETCH!! (Friends are arriving tomorrow so I donāt think I got the time!) I wish you all the best for 2019! DONāT GET PISSED (too excessively) OR SOME ANDROID BOI HAS TO DRAG YOUR DUNKEN ASS INTO THE SHOWER. Okay, well, now this sounds rather inviting .... hm. mission set! LASSTāS KRACHEN!