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ANYWAY here's some bright colors. Still so happy with how cohesive I managed to make their outfits look

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This toxic yuri is making me go so feral I did creative writing for the first time in years. Look down below to go feral too. But first!

Content Warnings: Gore, eye trauma, broken bones. This is a couple beating the shit out of each other and leaving permanent wounds

You don’t know what does it. But something in your string of words sets her eyes ablaze and you rise up to match it, match her, as she grits her teeth and grabs at you. She gets your hair, you get her collar, you’re both shouting and pushing and pulling ‘til one of you ends up on the ground.

This time it’s you. You land with a thud that jars your teeth and loosens your hands, but she doesn’t stop so you don’t either. She grabs your horns, you grab her mouth, she slams your head down, you rip the flesh off her lips. She lifts her knee to pin you properly but you’re too fast, you squirm your leg under her’s and push against the brick wall that is her body. It does nothing but make her angrier.

This time she grabs your face. You twist and-

You’re screaming. Half the world vanishes but you fight harder because how dare she, you’ve scarred each other before but how fucking dare she. She laughs - and through the blood rushing to your face you feel her. Her hand in your eye socket, claws scraping flesh and bone as she finishes what she started. You scream - with fury - as you kick at her stomach and reach out with your hands. Where did you leave it, where, where, where…

There! Your hand wraps around metal as you pull it close. You don’t know where she is, she won’t fucking stop and the blood is blinding, but you grip it with both hands and shove upwards somewhere. A tooth-aching scrape, then a choke, and you know you have her. You pull your leg up and kick it.

Snap. She howls, a wet gurgling sound, and her weight finally leaves you. You scramble back and double over, panting furiously as you wipe the blood from your last remaining eye. She stumbles back, choking on blood as she falls to her side. You try to look but she’s facing away from you.

You still feel metal in your hand. So you straighten, shakily, and shuffle forward on your knees. She doesn’t even notice, too busy trying to breathe past the broken mess in her mouth. You can see it, now. The way her lower jaw dangles at an odd angle.

You steady yourself on the side of her head. She glances back at you, eyes wild like a trapped animal’s. You raise your weapon. You bring it down.

You’re off target, but it still shatters what’s left of her lower jaw. She howls, and you laugh.

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Have an idea for a toxic relationship? Make it yuri and the ideas will immediately start to flow

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I'm gonna post some crazy shit about these two, everybody's gotta be nice to me

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Alright I'm actually gonna start posting shit that ISN'T a fuckton of character bios. It's just not gonna be what you expect at first

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Mimsie Xotick

Art by Me

~ SO glad you could make it ~ come backstage for a sec! ~

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman, She/Her Age: 9 Sweeps (21 years) Blood: Teal

A singer for Ansama with the prettiest voice in town. Her soft smiles and submissive personality are only half the story, though, with Ansama encouraging vengeance.

Known Romances: ♡ Triask (ex)

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Echnia Graace

Art by Me

Mmm. Are y<o>u really sure y<o>u belong here?

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman, She/Her Age: 10 Sweeps (21 years) Blood: Cerulean

A librarian receptionist, she has an odd knack for finding shortcuts and hiding places. Maybe that's why she moonlights as a smuggler for the city's mutants.

Known Romances: None

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Zefiah Cordon

Art by Me

.keep walking. .got nothing to say to you.

Gender/Pronouns: Trans Woman, She/Her Age: 17 Sweeps (36 years) Blood: Purple

Augere's bodyguard from childhood, she's surprisingly the least ruthless of the duo. But this doesn't mean her legacy isn't still a bloodsoaked one.

Known Romances: None

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Augere Angopo

Art by Me (Left) and Ghotistyks (Right)

> OUT OF MY W^Y

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Man, He/Him Age: 18 Sweeps (39 years) Blood: Violet

The old Tyrayor of Gorerupt, he's currently off-planet somewhere in the middle of the empire's politics. But his on-planet legacy remains with his younger brother.

Known Romances: None

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Marion Saccre

Art by Me

i see you, little thing. come; my c@rds h@ve to tell you something

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman, She/Her Age: 10 Sweeps (22 years) Blood: Purple

Card-reader and string-seer, she's convinced that everyone is a puppet of some higher power. And she's more than happy to help you cut your strings - for a price.

Known Romances: None

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Immtus Pollus

Art by Me (Left) and TQ (Right)

^--^ hiiii! i'm busy but i'll get to you ^t some point!

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman, She/Her Age: 8 Sweeps (18 years) Blood: Fuchsia

One of the two heiresses ruling Alternia, Immtus is the bubblier one obsessed with rural cottages and authentic folk music. She's always the one championing lowblood culture - or appropriating it.

Known Romances: None

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Mortus Pollus

Art by Me (Left) and TQ (Right)

whaaaat? i'm fvcking bvsy v--v

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman, She/Her Age: 8 Sweeps (18 years) Blood: Fuchsia

One of the two heiresses ruling Alternia, Mortus is the edgier one obsessed with day walkers and gothic rock. Her sister is the only one able to pull her out of her room for social functions.

Known Romances: None

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Ruffus Cordon

Art by Me (Left) and Ghotistyks (Right)

c= hey hey hey hi! c= you look fun! c= or are you scary? >:o(

Gender/Pronouns: Cis girl, She/Her Age: 5 Sweeps (10 years) Blood: Purple

Armed with Xander's old boxing gloves, she trains to be just like her big bro someday! Her loyalty knows no bounds, but her pure energy gets her into all sorts of trouble.

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Xander Cordon

Art by Me (Left) and TQ (Right)

/ I need you to come with me. - Resistance will not be tolerated. \

Gender/Pronouns: Cis man, He/Him Age: 10 Sweeps (21 years) Blood: Purple

Bodyguard for the city's Tyrayor, this workoholic dedicates himself to Triask's safety and the sanctity of his tower. Along with training his little sis, his schedule is certainly full.

Known Romances: None

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Triask Angopo

Art by Me (Left) and TQ (Right)

You remember our l△st meeting, right? Good! I h△▽e some... thoughts.

Gender/Pronouns: Trans Man, He/Him Age: 11 Sweeps (25 years) Blood: Violet

The Tyrayor of Gorerupt, Triask is in charge of Alternia's largest city. His charismatic speeches and cutthroat deals keep the city's wheels greased and well-prepared for the future.

Known Romances: ♡ Denniz

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Argoto Ossalu

Art by Pepperpixel

[No, no, I quite like it here! This alley is... soothing. Yes.]

Gender/Pronouns: Trans Man, He/Him Age: 8 Sweeps (18 years) Blood: Jade

A cavern caretaker on the run from his destiny, he makes ends meet by selling poetry his rebel ancestor wrote. Anything to be rid of it, even if meeting the wrong buyer could get him culled.

Known Romances: None

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Tuedor Axletl

Art by Me (Left) and Pepperpixel (Right)

|- | Settle down. I'll take care of them. | -|

Gender/Pronouns: Trans Man, He/Him Age: 10 Sweeps (22 years) Blood: Indigo

The finances behind Ansama's stripclub, Tuedor has a relucant soft spot for those down on their luck. He's the only one that can redirect Ansama's rage.

Known Romances: ♤ Ansama