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wrote a lil something for my pokejinka AU bc it's giving me brainrot 😌✨

confessions of love (again lol) and some good insight into Zero's attitude in this AU, which is MUCH different from canon hehe

docs.google.com/document/d/1...

#oc #ocsky #writesky #ocwriting

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a rough but colorful digital paitning of a rocky sunken grotto. there's short trees and shrubs growing to the walls, trailing vines with pink flowers, and reeds and moss around the water. There's a waterfall front and center falling over the caving opening above, and into clear pools below among the rocks. Thoxa stands as a lone figure, a mint green goblin with blue and pink long hair and cyan stones in her skin. She's dressed in her usual attire of purple tee, denim mini skirt, mushroom print socks, and pink boots. She's also carrying a brown leather satchel over one shoulder and is facing away into sunrays

a rough but colorful digital paitning of a rocky sunken grotto. there's short trees and shrubs growing to the walls, trailing vines with pink flowers, and reeds and moss around the water. There's a waterfall front and center falling over the caving opening above, and into clear pools below among the rocks. Thoxa stands as a lone figure, a mint green goblin with blue and pink long hair and cyan stones in her skin. She's dressed in her usual attire of purple tee, denim mini skirt, mushroom print socks, and pink boots. She's also carrying a brown leather satchel over one shoulder and is facing away into sunrays

Digital illustration of a large multi-green colored moth styled fae with huge wings, large curved horns, huge white eyes and no mouth. Their body is dotted with stars and constellations with green crystals at his horns and chest. The long arms end in four long pointed fingers, and are draped around Thoxa, the mint green goblin with cyan stones in her skin and long blue to pink hair. She is clutching at the creature's arms, nude but censored with her long hair and the arms, sitting with one leg up, the other under the waves they are surrounded by. They sit on a beach of black sand with the water crashing around them. Thoxa looks shocked at the creature holding her.

Digital illustration of a large multi-green colored moth styled fae with huge wings, large curved horns, huge white eyes and no mouth. Their body is dotted with stars and constellations with green crystals at his horns and chest. The long arms end in four long pointed fingers, and are draped around Thoxa, the mint green goblin with cyan stones in her skin and long blue to pink hair. She is clutching at the creature's arms, nude but censored with her long hair and the arms, sitting with one leg up, the other under the waves they are surrounded by. They sit on a beach of black sand with the water crashing around them. Thoxa looks shocked at the creature holding her.

💎With Chapter Ten out, now is the perfect time to catch up with "Shattered Realm/Twisted Reality"; my expansive modern fantasy world building project that includes stories about The Goblin Idol Thoxa, ancient Fae mysteries, and MORE! 💚 #ocwriting #worldbuilding
archiveofourown.org/series/4301182

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Gloria is twenty-six years old and everything is perfect.

She's just graduated summa cum laude from NYU with her LLM in International Business, showered with honors and jobs offers. Including one from the prestigious Khloris Industries. She had accepted it, of course. Everyone around her had assumed as much as soon as she got the offer and who was she to disappoint them?

She poses for a picture, a bouquet of roses crumpled up against her graduation gown and Zane's arm around her shoulders inside the large hall. The ring on her finger, new and glittering and heavy, sits front and center for the camera. Gloria's lips form a smile as her mother snaps too many pictures, and her face hurts because she's stood here posing for too long, but the moment she stops, so does her mother's attention.

The air in the hall steams. Even with the air conditioning, this many people above ground begs for a thermal disaster. Her breath feels shallow but she quietly ignores the urge to gasp for oxygen.

Her mother talks about their dinner reservations now, a cute new place where the chef was just nominated for some award. Zane is already back on his phone, someone from work asking him to come in and he sounds disappointed telling them that they need to call an alternate surgeon due to a prior commitment.

"Gloria? Are you listening?" Her mother is in front of her and moments away from snapping her fingers in her face.

"Oh, yeah. That sounds great, Mom."

As they leave the ceremony, Gloria finds herself looking up at the smoggy sky, all haze and blur, and wonders why happiness feels so suffocating.

Gloria is twenty-six years old and everything is perfect. She's just graduated summa cum laude from NYU with her LLM in International Business, showered with honors and jobs offers. Including one from the prestigious Khloris Industries. She had accepted it, of course. Everyone around her had assumed as much as soon as she got the offer and who was she to disappoint them? She poses for a picture, a bouquet of roses crumpled up against her graduation gown and Zane's arm around her shoulders inside the large hall. The ring on her finger, new and glittering and heavy, sits front and center for the camera. Gloria's lips form a smile as her mother snaps too many pictures, and her face hurts because she's stood here posing for too long, but the moment she stops, so does her mother's attention. The air in the hall steams. Even with the air conditioning, this many people above ground begs for a thermal disaster. Her breath feels shallow but she quietly ignores the urge to gasp for oxygen. Her mother talks about their dinner reservations now, a cute new place where the chef was just nominated for some award. Zane is already back on his phone, someone from work asking him to come in and he sounds disappointed telling them that they need to call an alternate surgeon due to a prior commitment. "Gloria? Are you listening?" Her mother is in front of her and moments away from snapping her fingers in her face. "Oh, yeah. That sounds great, Mom." As they leave the ceremony, Gloria finds herself looking up at the smoggy sky, all haze and blur, and wonders why happiness feels so suffocating.

Emeric is twenty-eight years old and everything is boring.

It's one of those hot, neon nights in Veroudia that's inebriated the throngs of people with humidity and vapid gossip. He should be getting home soon, but there isn't much difference to returning to an empty house than staying at a party like this. He blithely wonders if the old man is busy sneaking off with his mistress while Emeric lounges in fumes and trendy cushions.

The Minister of Production's dauphi taste's like smoke and something bitter. Emeric runs a large hand down the length of his back, watching his spine arch under his fingertips.

"What about tomorrow night?" Emeric asks, mouth wet and aching from his clumsy kisses.

Breivou has taken at least three different pills of something, so it takes him a moment to focus on something other than trying to straddle Emeric's thighs. "I wanna," he says, sultry and wanting, "But my daujhou has a meeting I have to go to. I'd rather be in your bed than talking to some old guys."

"Old guys?" Emeric laughs, pressing his finger into a spot that makes Breivou purr, "Oh come now, old men can be interesting too."

A rural statesman's dauphi is giving him hungry eyes behind Breivou's shoulder. She's an attractive woman with an unfortunately dull background. He breaks eye contact and returns to the Production Minister's dauphi mewling in his lap.

"Not when they're talking about supply chain issues. Who cares about steel production?"

So it's steel they're after, he thinks, and rewards Breivou for unknowingly giving him what he had wanted with an open mouthed kiss.

Emeric lies back, one hand on the other man's hip, and thinks about writing up his missive in the morning. Aegelev will be pleased for all of five minutes with this information. Emeric is the dauphi of the Minister of Intelligence, poised to take over the role in the future, and he's good at his job. His life is going according to plan with a revolving door of beautiful faces at his whims.

At some poi…

Emeric is twenty-eight years old and everything is boring. It's one of those hot, neon nights in Veroudia that's inebriated the throngs of people with humidity and vapid gossip. He should be getting home soon, but there isn't much difference to returning to an empty house than staying at a party like this. He blithely wonders if the old man is busy sneaking off with his mistress while Emeric lounges in fumes and trendy cushions. The Minister of Production's dauphi taste's like smoke and something bitter. Emeric runs a large hand down the length of his back, watching his spine arch under his fingertips. "What about tomorrow night?" Emeric asks, mouth wet and aching from his clumsy kisses. Breivou has taken at least three different pills of something, so it takes him a moment to focus on something other than trying to straddle Emeric's thighs. "I wanna," he says, sultry and wanting, "But my daujhou has a meeting I have to go to. I'd rather be in your bed than talking to some old guys." "Old guys?" Emeric laughs, pressing his finger into a spot that makes Breivou purr, "Oh come now, old men can be interesting too." A rural statesman's dauphi is giving him hungry eyes behind Breivou's shoulder. She's an attractive woman with an unfortunately dull background. He breaks eye contact and returns to the Production Minister's dauphi mewling in his lap. "Not when they're talking about supply chain issues. Who cares about steel production?" So it's steel they're after, he thinks, and rewards Breivou for unknowingly giving him what he had wanted with an open mouthed kiss. Emeric lies back, one hand on the other man's hip, and thinks about writing up his missive in the morning. Aegelev will be pleased for all of five minutes with this information. Emeric is the dauphi of the Minister of Intelligence, poised to take over the role in the future, and he's good at his job. His life is going according to plan with a revolving door of beautiful faces at his whims. At some poi…

Old writing exercise I really enjoyed for learning my main characters by writing little drabbles for their backgrounds. Comparing where Gloria and Emeric were in their lives nine years prior to the main plot.

nsfw warning for Emeric's bc he's a deviant

#OCSky #OCWriting #WriteSky

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A screenshot of a snippet of writing that reads, ""Oh, yeah... I just thought you looked really pretty," Zero said, his voice airy.

Paka'a's expression softened as he pressed his body further into Zero's. He shook his hair out of his face and rested his chin on Zero's chest, looking up at him.

"You think I'm pretty?" He teased.

Zero turned his head to him, lowering his voice and dropped his eyelids. "I think you're beautiful...""

A screenshot of a snippet of writing that reads, ""Oh, yeah... I just thought you looked really pretty," Zero said, his voice airy. Paka'a's expression softened as he pressed his body further into Zero's. He shook his hair out of his face and rested his chin on Zero's chest, looking up at him. "You think I'm pretty?" He teased. Zero turned his head to him, lowering his voice and dropped his eyelids. "I think you're beautiful...""

a screenshot of a snippet of writing that reads, "“Ah-!” Paka’a let out a soft moan feeling Zero’s lips on his skin. Zero nibbled the side of his neck, his hand traveling down. He slowly and sensually ran his fingertips across Paka’a’s abdomen, making his way to his legs. Zero’s hand gently explored every inch of his soft skin, making his way further in."

a screenshot of a snippet of writing that reads, "“Ah-!” Paka’a let out a soft moan feeling Zero’s lips on his skin. Zero nibbled the side of his neck, his hand traveling down. He slowly and sensually ran his fingertips across Paka’a’s abdomen, making his way to his legs. Zero’s hand gently explored every inch of his soft skin, making his way further in."

okay. i wrote about Zero and Paka'a's first "i love you"s and it feels fitting to post on Valentine's Day sooooo 🧡💙

Part 1: docs.google.com/document/d/1...
Part 2 (NSFW): docs.google.com/document/d/1...

#oc #ocsky #writesky #ocwriting

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#hexslayersupdate #ocwriting #ocs #originalwriting #ao3

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I’m so excited to write out my story for my ocs, specifically my furry ones but make no mistake; it will not be a happy story despite my art. Most major characters will die in the end and it will be a combination of their own fault, someone else’s fault and just how life goes. #ocwriting #ocart

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Sometimes I get so sad writing my ocs like, in depth back stories, then I remember I can just draw them happy so I give myself emotional whiplash lmao
#oc #ocwriting #foodforthought #baller

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Trying out this world building thing for my bunny ocs
#ocwriting

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He made his way to his bed. Gods may not need sleep, but they do require rest. He was, frankly, drained. Gods do not sleep, thus, they do not dream. If they could… He knew he’d surely dream of her.

He made his way to his bed. Gods may not need sleep, but they do require rest. He was, frankly, drained. Gods do not sleep, thus, they do not dream. If they could… He knew he’d surely dream of her.

I need to fix up this WIP again & I am not sure what possessed me for this paragraph, but I love it all the same. Who's is this about? Again, Soon™️

[ #tomamverse #ocsky #oc #projectcrowns #ocwriting ]

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So- I shared this elsewhere, and I'll share it here too ;;;-

Just a small drabble/rough-draft of the "after night" with Soren at the party Aiko went to ;;;

(I gotta get back into writing)
#ocsky #oc #writing #ocwriting #originalcharacter #BL #BoysLove #Grimowave

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Luminosity: Revived - Hyster1cal - Wattpad The rewritten version of my first story: Luminosity Placeholder Artwork by: Scarpixer

Chapter 3 of Luminosity: Revived is now out. Feedback appreciated.

#oc #ocwriting #wattpad #writing

www.wattpad.com/myworks/4065...

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Luminosity: Revived - Hyster1cal - Wattpad The rewritten version of my first story: Luminosity Placeholder Artwork by: Scarpixer

Rewriting my first story about my ocs. Chapter 0 and 1 are out. More out soon

www.wattpad.com/story/406542...

#oc #ocwriting #writing #wattpad

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— Passage #5

Hardship and suffering, Vern didn’t have a simple childhood. Long before the prestigious knight had come to save him, the young teenage mercenary had long since had a wavering will, at the end of his wits.

Due to that chance encounter with the knight, he had been ever so grateful, even becoming a squire of Everlast to pay his respects to his mentor. But back then, and even now, Vern’s mind would often wander about his past. If not for the fated meeting with the prestigious knight, would he have even come so far?

Along with that thought, a tinge of guilt loomed over his heart. For what reason, so? The seniors of Everlast knew very well. Vern becoming the current captain of Everlast wasn’t purely out of his own hard work, but from a simple fatal mistake that cost the life of someone dear to him.

“Aha... I’m someone who’s incompetent in actuality,” Vern chuckled. “I failed to protect what I loved. You know, I wonder... If my current strength could have even changed the outcome back then.”

Despite his lingering regrets, Vern knew very well that his mentor, a father-like figure to him, didn’t ever wish to see him in such a state. His sense of justice didn’t just appear out of nowhere. Rather, it was strengthened through the hardships and despair that he had faced.

Vern is what he is today due to that.

The Knight of Flaming Heart, the one who pushes forward with courage and warmth. To follow in the footsteps of his mentor and to carry on his will, that is what he must do.

— Passage #5 Hardship and suffering, Vern didn’t have a simple childhood. Long before the prestigious knight had come to save him, the young teenage mercenary had long since had a wavering will, at the end of his wits. Due to that chance encounter with the knight, he had been ever so grateful, even becoming a squire of Everlast to pay his respects to his mentor. But back then, and even now, Vern’s mind would often wander about his past. If not for the fated meeting with the prestigious knight, would he have even come so far? Along with that thought, a tinge of guilt loomed over his heart. For what reason, so? The seniors of Everlast knew very well. Vern becoming the current captain of Everlast wasn’t purely out of his own hard work, but from a simple fatal mistake that cost the life of someone dear to him. “Aha... I’m someone who’s incompetent in actuality,” Vern chuckled. “I failed to protect what I loved. You know, I wonder... If my current strength could have even changed the outcome back then.” Despite his lingering regrets, Vern knew very well that his mentor, a father-like figure to him, didn’t ever wish to see him in such a state. His sense of justice didn’t just appear out of nowhere. Rather, it was strengthened through the hardships and despair that he had faced. Vern is what he is today due to that. The Knight of Flaming Heart, the one who pushes forward with courage and warmth. To follow in the footsteps of his mentor and to carry on his will, that is what he must do.

cont. (I forgot tags, whoops) #writing #oc #ocwriting #originalcharacter

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The reason i shouldn't be left alone with writing
THIS ISN'T EVEN THE FULL STORY

THIS DOESN'T EVEN TAKE PLACE IN THE MAIN STORY

#OcLore #Oc #OcWriting #Writing #Writer

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A snippet of text atop a background of a dark purple night sky. It reads: "Lewis can’t shake the feeling that there’s something missing. Perhaps it's the vacant assistant role, although he’s been feeling this way since before Bryson quit. His shoulders slump as he thinks about what his dear mother had said when he first got this job: that Hotel is built upon Cupid’s land, and he’s been looking out for you since day one. Give yourself some time, and he’ll bless you with the love of your life.
He sighs, because where are the blessings? Where is the man that’s supposed to be the love of his life? He won’t stumble into a handsome traveller looking for a kitschy place to crash, he won’t be visited by someone from town that’s looking for him, and he certainly won’t be falling for one of his newer hires. All ideas that his family had planted, by the way."

A snippet of text atop a background of a dark purple night sky. It reads: "Lewis can’t shake the feeling that there’s something missing. Perhaps it's the vacant assistant role, although he’s been feeling this way since before Bryson quit. His shoulders slump as he thinks about what his dear mother had said when he first got this job: that Hotel is built upon Cupid’s land, and he’s been looking out for you since day one. Give yourself some time, and he’ll bless you with the love of your life. He sighs, because where are the blessings? Where is the man that’s supposed to be the love of his life? He won’t stumble into a handsome traveller looking for a kitschy place to crash, he won’t be visited by someone from town that’s looking for him, and he certainly won’t be falling for one of his newer hires. All ideas that his family had planted, by the way."

"Something is Missing" (a short Heart Hollow drabble) is now available to read on AO3 💕

It's an extraordinarily normal day in the shoes of Lewis Lockheart, and yet, he can't help but feel like he's missing something.

archiveofourown.org/works/547910...

#OCwriting #OCauthor #OC #OCs #OCsky

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Ben likes messing with people so fucking hard by not letting people know he has a strong healing factor. He legit gets some sick enjoyment out of watching the guy who splattered his brains on the wall watch in horror as Ben looks at him with a bullet hole in his head and a smile.
#oc #ocwriting

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So much for me writing a short backstory for Glitch-
#oc #ocwriting #originalstory

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Hey fellow creators & writers! What has help motivate you to continue writing or drawing your story or comic? As creation can be an isolating process. What have you found worked to keep you going? #ocwriting #question

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Close up of the food from the big Ruined Kingdom Tea Party Flair threw on @paperdemonarpg.bsky.social
Read more about it here!
www.paperdemon.com/app/writing/...
#PaperDemon #OCWriting #Flair #OCArt #Food

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Forbidden Chase - Chapter 1 - zergvsgenin - ウマ娘 プリティーダービー | Uma Musume: Pretty Derby (Anime) [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I've launched the first three chapters of an Uma Musume fanfiction. Is it any good? God only knows. Only one way to find out, eh?

Main character is an original character, but the setting is kind of an intercontinuity crossover. Like a Kamen Rider series or some shit.

#umamusume #OCwriting

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Post image Reference of Lord Haya the god of music 💙 and Sulim 🧡

Reference of Lord Haya the god of music 💙 and Sulim 🧡

Today on: one silly orange man doesn't realize he's in love.

#oc #ocwriting #oclore #ocs #writing #worldbuilding

Sulim (soo-leem) is life #1
Haya belongs to @expressionbean.bsky.social

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Writing questions!!!

What are your opinions on au swaps?
(Things like Underswap for example)

What are ways you make it stand out from the original AU?

And should I publish the writing from my own AU swap

#writing #writingquestion #alternateuniverse #oc #ocwriting #fyp

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welcome to Ch13: Last Hurrah!

Zeke, Cherry, and Kara throw a party on the Hotel grounds as one last hurrah. Lewis doesn't show up, despite Zeke holding onto the guy's favorite jacket.

archiveofourown.org/works/484930...

#OCwriting #OCauthor #OCs #OC #IndieAuthor #IndieStory

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really liked how this one turned out.... full thing + final chapter tomorrow :)

#OCs #OC #OCwriting #OCauthor #OCartist

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Been working on the flow of how the languages are translated in my game, and finalized their specific fonts to use in the VN!

Enjoy a small snippet of Chapter VI.

[ #writing #ocwriting #wip ]

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💎I'm already plotting the next bit of story, and things are about to take a darker turn--so catch up while you can! 💚
#worldbuilding #ocwriting #fantasy

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That night, they tried to sneak out, thinking me asleep. I heard the shuffling, the pathetic hush, the greedy sighs as they peeled themselves free—soft little bodies exposed in the dark, desperate to feel clean. #militarysf #ocwriting

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I’m thinking of writing Salazar to be morally complex, have a lot of good and bad qualities, and try to make his dialogue as realistic as possible. Anyone got any tips for that? 👀✨
#oc #ocwriting

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