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Working on a urban fantasy and a boy love webcomic, writing novels too! Ask me about Venusian Odyssey. ADHD. They/Them poly pan. 30
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December 16, 2025 at 4:09 PM
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December 26, 2025 at 3:15 AM
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Fury and spite are the best natural anesthetic the human body can provide. Luckily for the Venusian High Lady, Cressida has both in spades.

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Cressida, in the meantime, had twisted her knife into her Chimera’s neck, before letting go to grab the tail that jutted out to her with both hands, keeping it inches from her face. Gritting her teeth, and letting out a pained guttural roar, she moved closer to the beast, even with the horn in her stomach. Using the new angle, and better reach, she mustered what strength she had left to stab the quilled tail into the beasts head, before reaching for her knife and pulled up, releasing a spray of blood out, and the beast finally slumped, though she was still pinned to the tree as Odysseus turned. Seeing the beast dead, Odysseus momentarily ignored Cressida, to scan their environment for any more potential threats, knowing she’d do much the same were their roles reversed. Once he was sure that, for the moment, there were no beasts, he moved to his hunting partner, grabbing her abandoned bow as he did. Without a word, he placed the bow in her mouth, and she bit down hard. Placing one hand on the horn, and another on the tree, he met her eyes, and she nodded, fire in her eyes. With all his strength, he pulled, ripping the beast and its horn away, and out of Cressida’s gut, who grunted out in pain, her eyes flashing with fury as she slumped to her knees. Odysseus bent down and steadied her with a firm hand on her shoulder, studying the wound.
December 26, 2025 at 11:55 AM
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Sentimentality is a pleasure of convenience to the Nobility, one the Warrior Lords and Ladies of Venus are well crafted to cast aside as needed. Especially when survival is at stake.

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Odysseus responded on instinct the second that he felt Cressida go with the second beast. Odysseus ignored the disappearance of Cressida along with the second beast, trusting that she would survive, or at least fell the Chimera before dying. If he lost focus on their initial prey, they would both surely die, any sentimentality would do neither of them any good. The first Chimera, entered into a deadly frenzy in its pained fury and fear, rearing its tail out, and flicked in Odysseus’ direction, attempting to send poisonous barbs at its attacker. Though the shot would be wide, the Chimera half blinded and fully enraged, Odysseus spun to the side anyhow, operating fully on his past experiences and instinct now, drawing his bow with the motion, and letting loose an arrow at the creature’s neck the second his feet were planted. It hissed and clicked in response, coming out as a strange gurgle now, and attempted to fire yet again at Odysseus, quickly proceeding to leap at the boy. Calmly, Odysseus fell to a crouch, drawing back on his bow, letting the arrow fly as quills launched overhead. It hit its mark right between the first two arrows, sending the Chimera stumbling off to the side next to Odysseus to meet its end. For his part, Odysseus wasted no time, turning as he stood from his crouching position, drawing another arrow to the second beast.
December 24, 2025 at 11:54 AM
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THE TORCHBEARER

"Spirits old and new gather around this spot, and it is my sworn oath to keep them at peace."

Hagiwara Lian, adventurer and errand girl. Her personality does not reflect it, but she is passionate, kindhearted, and patient, even if she can come across as aloof.

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The war for the Court of the Crimson King hardened her bonds and made her realize who she was and what she wanted to do - tend to unkept shrines and bless them, from here to the far reaches of Solvognen. A true paladin, fighting for a higher cause - with a humble heart. Lian's design takes after an attempt to make her in Elden Ring, where the depraved perfumer garb gave me the idea to have Lian's fire sorcery affect her clothing - and giving her a white tabard, paired with the armor, give her the appearance of a paladin. Honestly, it fits her calm demeanor. It felt so natural in fact I often forget it came from an Elden Ring cosplay attempt. Her fire is strong. Lian's facial design is a highlight - her hairstyle paired with her teal eyes and darker complexion make for a really cool asian character. She is meant to be a mix of multiple cultures but mainly Chinese and Japanese. Girlish but still strong. Femininity does not mean weakness. Lian's armor is meant to be both lightweight and protective - something a hardy traveler would wear. Not quite heavy armor but also not quite simple travel gear. The reinforced leather pieces paired with a customized form of the Solvognish Sorcerer limb armor comes together to give a lamellar look that calls back to armor designs from her ancestry. That and it carries a certain authority. Lian looks a lot more grownup here. The flat colors make good use of contrasting colors and saturation to keep this design visually interesting. Of course, adding the burnt detailing is key as I see flat colors as sort of the Albedo map to my drawings. A lot of baked-in detail that when rendered makes the textures and colors pop.
December 22, 2025 at 8:57 PM
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|| ✨ Master and Father ✨ ||

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Half body of one of my characters, Manval. He's ablack man with white spickey hair and blue rings. He also has a red mark in his front, black eyes and a bit of beard. He wear a blue and golden tunic. Has a big plate neck with blue energy inside and a ring, and holds a green book and a bronze cup.
December 22, 2025 at 12:24 PM
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Though it may have drew her blood, the Lady Aetos will not capitulate. Even impaled, she has plenty of death dealing within her.

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The Chimera shook its head in fury and pain, letting out an ear splitting trill. Both hunters readied their second volley, but were momentarily surprised by a second, rapid clicking. This was not normal, when a challenge was issued, the strongest of the pair would arrive to meet it. Yet now both had arrived to do battle, leading both hunters to a terrifying conclusion. The Chimera had adapted specifically for Odysseus. The second Chimera charged, and Cressida spun, ready to fire, but the Chimera was not only quick, but had the element of surprise, and so it struck, impaling Cressida, and continuing to charge, sending her bow skittering off to the side. The creature brought her towards a nearby tree, impaling her against it. Even while being dragged and impaled, the Daughter of Aretos, yanked a dagger free, and stabbed for the beast's heavily muscled neck, ignoring the pain as her hand was jabbed by the protective quills hidden around its mane, only letting out a violent angry hiss in response.
December 22, 2025 at 11:57 AM
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The fight is on, with the two experienced hunters gaining the initial advantage. But shall such a thing hold against such monsters?

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Breaking the silence of the woods, Odysseus made an echoing almost insect-like clicking noise from his mouth, mimicking the call of the Chimera. A challenge for territory, one that no Venusian Chimera could resist, and one that would so infuriate the beasts, that they would throw all caution to the wind. It was mere moments when the two heard the call returned, and they both twisted naturally in the direction, drawing their bows in the same breath, Odysseus crouched, and Cressida stood tall, to aim over him. The clicking grew louder and louder as it drew nearer, the beast increasing its volume as it approached its challenger. To assist in their ploy, Odysseus did much the same. And soon, the lumbering beast broke into their field, letting out a bone shaking insectoid trill at the sight of the hunters. The two were unaffected by the sight or sound, firing their arrows the instant their quarry came into view. Both arrows found homes in either of the beast's forward eyes, the two long ago deciding on who would aim for which eye. Odysseus would aim for the left, Cressida the right.
December 19, 2025 at 11:54 AM
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December 18, 2025 at 3:00 AM
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Twinkling stars
December 17, 2025 at 6:50 PM
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What's that smile for, kid?

Old art (2023!) but I still like the pose. :D
#art #originalcharacters
No-Name doin' a lean over a scythe.
December 17, 2025 at 4:53 AM
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The hunt begins, and the two paurs of Venusian predators will soon clash in the truest test of skill that as of yet exists in all the duat for hunters such as these two young nobles...

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Off of the wind to the east, Odysseus caught the clear smell of decay. Slowly, without taking his eyes on the horizon, he tapped Cressida's back three times, their symbol for eastward, and slowly moved forward. He could feel her move with him in tandem and the two soon found the source of the smell. Pinned to a nearby tree by a spike through its neck, was the partially eaten, maggot ridden corpse of an antelope. “Old death.” Odysseus conveyed through Venusian Sign Language, “Week, maybe.” to which Cressida nodded, her eyes moving from the corpse, up to the treeline, and back around towards the way they came. “Trap.” She responded with sign. “For hunters.” Odysseus nodded, slowly drawing his bow, in with his partner. The Chimera, after being hunted by the nearby Venusians mercilessly, had developed some tactics of their own, ways to trick and distract those that hunted them. Odysseus placed his tongue to the edge and back of his mouth, prepared for a trick that, as far as he knew, only he could manage, and it was why Cressida and he were the most successful Chimera hunters of Venus. He felt the soft kick of Cressida’s foot against the back of his, her sign that she was ready.
December 17, 2025 at 11:54 AM
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🏔️ WOOLHAVEN IS OUT
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December 15, 2025 at 5:07 PM
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les mots 🎭

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December 15, 2025 at 5:50 AM
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🦇 #art #BRart #ocsky
an futuristic interpratation of Batman ,with and watercolor texture^^
December 15, 2025 at 2:42 PM
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Entering intp the grounds of the Spitinios Chimera, the hunt begins. Will the two nobles end the day as predator...or prey?

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Odysseus had been hunting the creatures with Cressida since he was thirteen, she had already been hunting them for three years by then, so he knew the creatures well. The silhouette much matched the shape of a hyena, but with the size of a fully grown lion. By default, the coarse fur was a light silver that shimmered in the light, with the capabilities to shimmer in a manner that allowed it to match the surroundings. The teeth, much like sharks, were rows upon rows, any lost immediately replaced, spiraled antlers mounted its head, fit to charge, and it had two sets of eyes, two on the side of its head, and two on the right. Lastly, perhaps its most dangerous weapon, a long coiling tail with spikes at the end that could be shot out towards prey, a mild sedative produced at the tip. They often hunted in pairs and so, except for the coming of age of a spartan, so too did the hunters of Spitinios, and so too did Cressida and Odysseus in these fields. The pair of hunters, now entering the grounds the beasts tread, went silent. Odysseus’ nostrils flared as his eyes scanned the surroundings carefully, crouched low. Cressida did much the same, her back to Odysseus, and he to hers. Both knew well that to hunt the Chimera of Venus, one must understand that you become both predator and prey.
December 15, 2025 at 11:58 AM
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Vile, brutal abomimations of science, few weapons more illegal in the entirety of the duat, and a small remnant of the Corpo Wars. But fledgling empires must make their concessions...

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What roamed the fields of Spitinios was a creature most dangerous, with vicious instincts not to hunt for survival, but to rip and tear across the lands. It was in fact a beast that should never have been in the first place, crafted in a bygone age, for a war that forever changed the face of humanity. They were Chimera, beasts made by genetic splicing, thoughtful, adaptive and extremely violent. Once, there were a large variety of Chimera, created by the companies that lorded over the duat before the Ascension. But in the end days of the war, Thutmose the Wise had decreed all Chimera were to be wiped away across the duat, and that any attempts to create new breeds would be met with the highest of punishments. But at the time, the ruling High Archon of Spitinios asked for special permissions to the newly crowned pharaoh. And for esteemed valor and glory, and at the time the largest dispatchment of spartans, the pharaoh allowed them, in the fields of Spirtinios, on an isolated section of Venus. This gave the nobles and warriors of Spitinios a particularly monstrous coming of age, none like it in all the duat.
December 12, 2025 at 11:53 AM
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chilly evenings
December 11, 2025 at 1:50 PM
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Truly it is like speakimg to a brick wall for poor Cressida...if the brick wall also made attempts to hide from her for extended periods lf time. At least there was the hunt to coax him out.

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“Yeah, real crazy types.” Cressida placed her hands on her hips, one of which landed on her knife handle. “They don’t just have it out for one uppity lordling, they want the whole system torn down.” she snorted, shaking her head. “Fool headed for a noble to go along with such behaviors, wouldn't you say?” “Shall we take a rest between now and the point?” Odysseus offered, with an eye roll. “My point is it may be a waste of time cozying with the idiot.” Cressida grunted. “I know you aren’t being left with much choice in the matter, but the boy may be getting replaced soon.” “He is Heir-Apparent, few things can remove that from him.” Oddysseus noted. She tapped the hilt of her knife meaningfully. “Aw come now Odysseus, we both know that accidents happen all the time.” “Can we hunt now?” Odysseus clicked his tongue. Cressida rolled her eyes. “Scribes mark my patience. Fine.”
December 10, 2025 at 11:54 AM
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Turn on the TV. Doesn’t matter what channel.
December 8, 2025 at 9:56 PM
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It seems Odysseus is not the only one scampering with rebelious minds. Would it behoove him to approach Sylvain and his 'friends' or stay well ans far away?

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“Cressida.” Odysseus cut her off, turning to her. “None of this so far has been so important that you needed to meet me before the gala. Was there something I needed to know, or did you really drag me all the way to Spitinios for a hunt?” “Column A, Column B.” Cressida shrugged dismissively, causing Odysseus’ frown to grow. “Mostly I felt like we hadn’t hunted in awhile and it behooved me to remind you that to call yourself a hunter you actually need to, you know, kill animals every now and again.” “Debatable.” Odysseus clicked his tongue. “But I did find something that you should know if your Father is going to have you tip toe around the Delcroix Heir.” She made tapping motions with two of her fingers on the palm of her hand as if they were walking. “How do you know about that?” Odysseus asked. “Well the fact that you’re on the guest list, and he's been outspoken about finding you amusing, it wasn’t hard to put two and two together.” Cressida waived the explanation away. “Anyways, the Delcroix. Apparently there’s whispers from the servants coming out of that chateau of him spending a long time with dissidents.” “You don’t say?” Odysseus muttered, wondering how quickly word of his activities may spread given time.
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December 5, 2025 at 3:56 AM
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Even gifted murderers like Cressida need hobbies, amd hers is one of the most valued, and hallowed, in noble society. The Court Gossip

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“And you would not believe the rumors coming from House Karna.” Cressida babbled in the impossibly quick cadence she spoke in, “They say that the Lord and Lady plan to have their heir in the natural way. Like some sort of Grace-Born or something, can you imagine?” “That is very unbelievable.” Odysseus muttered dryly, half paying attention. “Oh and then there are the Hachimans,” She continued, either unable to pick up on how little Odysseus cared, or didn’t have the slightest concern. “Apparently they’re harboring a clone of the emperor of Mars.” “Clones are illegal, Cressida.” Odysseus rolled his eyes. He swore her ‘rumors’ became more outlandish each time he met her. “I know right?” She responded giddily, hands out in front of her in emphasis. “Can you imagine the implications? You’d think that Clan would be more careful about making waves, considering how that went for them last time, don’t you think?” “I have no idea what you speak of.” Odysseus sighed. Mars was hardly close enough to concern him, their machinations rarely reaching Venus. “Oh and than there’s-”
December 5, 2025 at 11:54 AM
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Cyborg Girl
December 2, 2025 at 9:04 PM
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House Aetos, rulers of Spitinios, hardened warriors and, in truth, the true might and strength of Venus. They are born killers, crafted for death.

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Nothing throughout the whole duat, perhaps all the universe, quite relaxed Odysseus like the Hunt. He was truly in his element, thriving in the skills and way of life he was born for. At one with nature, his entire body keyed in to the dance of life and of death. Even his hunting partner could not ruin this for him, try as she might. Cressida of House Aetos was built much in the way he was. There were few that Odysseus would admit could match his poise and skill, however Cressida was one that he’d readily admit even exceed him in some skills. Odysseus practically lived and breathed in one with the outdoors, many of his skills polished in Delos. But Cressida's family was hard, and she spent much of her childhood going through drill after drill, her methods and skills polished through combat, for the battlefield. She was a killer, as true as any of her house. She was also an inane gossip and was bombarding Odysseus with the latest news from nobles Odysseus could barely even mentally place as they approached the hunting grounds. Once the game was afoot, she would go silent, but until then, Odysseus was at her mercy.
December 3, 2025 at 12:00 PM