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the blorbos

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actually i need to tell you guys all about them

for the past couple of years, I've been developing this big oc family.

i originally started with the idea of a werewolf family, ending up with 10 kids in total. (the oldest in the 'current' timeline, aka when i started creating them, was around 19 and the youngest still a baby).

I've already had the werewolf mother pretty much locked in (she's a rich milf you guys 🤭) but for the life of me couldn't put a finger on the other parent (they're intersex btw).

then, one day, i had the brilliant epiphany of making them a dragon.

since then i haven't been able to get them out of my brain.

they're the child mentioned in the previous post btw.

also since they are intersex they are able to both bear and conceive children with the werewolf mom (i know that's not how it works in rl, but lets just pretend it's the dragon genetics).

Anyway!

I then had to make the grandparents (because obviously the 10 kids I've already designed haven't been enough).

The Dragon Mom is Chinese and her origin story is basically that she was a fish and then turned into a dragon (based on the chinese myth). She's very hot and sexy also.

The Grandfather was a Human, and also he lived in the Ming Dynasty (she old babyyy). Basically that was around 1300-1600 or something, idk the exact numbers rn. He's also Jewish from descent (apparently there were actually many jews living in china for a big while, so color me surprised when I found that out bc i made him jewish and her chinese before i knew that!).

Yeah. The thing is, he's also a soldier and has already gained some scars from fighting (🙏🏻😌) and then he meets hot dragon lady in the woods (and you know that guy's a monsterfucker. from the moment he saw that dragon it was over for him). but eventually he has to go back to fight in another war and sadly dies bc of a head injury :C :'(

Anyway fast forward some centuries to a bit before now - Child of Dragon and Human is all grown up and has coupled himself with a very sexy werewolf lady. they live together in south america, I'm not exactly sure where yet or how the two even met.

But either way they have lots of children and are very happy together!

Now onto the kiddos. I'm not gonna get into all of them rn, but I can say that for the first two, I've already/am currently designing partners AND future kids for them!! (haha. hahaha. when did i decide to make so many oc's...)

The first kids name is Ivan, they're intersex as well and in a poly relationship! :D They have a Naga (Snake-Hybrid) boyfriend and a Human(?) Girlfriend (with blue her that isn't dyed, hence the question mark).

Ivan and their girlfriend have a future kid together - Oh! I forgot to mention! Each of the 10 Kids is either a Dragon, Werewolf or Mix. So their child, not being fully a werewolf, has a permanent mutation of wolf ears and tail (and also blue hair). she's very cool, rides a skateboard probably.

Onto the second kid! She's lesbian and has a very pretty mermaid gf, who may or may not be royalty. Since she's part dragon part wolf, she inherited the ability to breathe underwater and can visit her girlfriend <3 it's all very romantic (they make out sloppy style all the time).

Through the power of sciene, they've managed to have two kids, also girls - one is more fishy, she can have a mermaid tail and human legs, and the other one is a bit more werewolfy. Both are also able to breathe underwater.

Anyway yeah that's it so far (ignoring the rest of the 10 kids. it would get to long if i also introduced them). all you need to know is that two of them are trans :P

guys I'm so cooking rn

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they're so tragic tho

when they first met, she (dragon) called him human, in an uncaring manner.

then he kept coming back, and she started calling him human in a curious way.

and over time, she came to call him human in an endearing way.

but then, after he died and their child was born and grew enough to ask what his fathers name was - she realised she didn't know.

guys I'm so cooking rn

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guys I'm so cooking rn

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they came to me in a dream <3

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I can't decide 🥲

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AAAA I GOT VENTI I'M SO HAPPY U GUYS!!!!

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I just realised I've never posted this wondeful creation I've made a while back

behold:

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BardVenWeek2025 Day 6: Wings+Blood

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buckle up you guys

Tag: Unreliable Narrator

CW: Grief, Depression, (Child) Death, somewhat suicidal thoughts

His Mama had wanted to name him Caelus (the sky). She hadn't dared, in the end, for fear of bringing unwanted attention onto their small family.

Instead, he wore Cecilius like a mask, hiding his mothers yearning embedded in him.

Catching attention was dangerous, after all. No one wanted to earn suspicious gazes just for existing, be arrested for supposedly stirring trouble (when all you'd done was try to survive) and brought before their god for judgement (who could never be bothered to look deeper. And why would he? They were all just worthless mortals in his eyes, after all).

His little sister had been named Aster and Cecilius suspected his Mother secretly meant Astraia. Just like he was the embodiment of his mothers wishes to see the sky again, his sister carried her longing for the stars, to see them twinkling like gemstones in a velvety curtain. (At least that had been how she described it to him, sitting at his bedside at night. He had been naive back then, dreaming of seeing what lay behind the stormy barriers of their cage, dreaming of seeing the blue sky he was named after).

He was all that was left of their wishes now, buried deep in his heart (just like they lay buried deep underneath the earth).

A disease had gone around and wiped out a good third of the population, leaving the rest, that weren't part of the wealthy nobles, starving and desperate on the streets. Like always (like Cecil would have expected any different), their god couldn't be bothered to care. If he did, he'd have done something about the many dying people, (about his dying people), other than continue to arrest and then throw them into the dungeons, as if that would solve the problem at all, as if he wasn't just shoving them away so he wouldn't have to deal with their desperate scrambling to survive.

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Why did Cecil even bother anymore?

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He wasn't entirely sure how he'd survived those following months. How he'd avoided catching the guards attention, how he'd gotten enough food and water to get by, how he'd not been killed by another person even more desperate than he was.

Maybe it was his age. Perhaps some people still had sympathy left in them for children (even if Cecil hadn't considered himself one in a long time. He was still self aware enough of how he looked).

Maybe it was the wind sprite that had found him and stuck around, given him companionship, (gave him something stable to hold on so he doesn't drown in his own loneliness and despair).

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Despite Cecils brash reception, they had stayed by his side. During some of their antics, Cecil couldn't help but be reminded of his sister, who was too rambunctious for her own good and would have gotten in trouble too many times if Cecil hadn't been there to watch over and afterwards scold her.

It hurt, the reminders. He wished she was still here. (But perhaps she had gone on to somewhere better, where she could see the night sky, and in truth he was the selfish one for wishing her to be here again, to be trapped in this grey and stormy cage again. and maybe Cecil was stupid for hoping she was really in a better place and not just dead.

At the same time, he endeared this mischievous, silly side of the little Sprite. He thought that this was what freedom must feel like, to have not a care in the world, to be unburdened by fear or expectations. He yearned for it. He feared it.

Cecil hadn't really bothered to name the Wind Sprite at first, but as time passed and it became obvious they would stick around, he'd decided to name them Venti. Wind.

Cecil had never claimed to be creative in the naming department. And he hadn't wanted to repeat his mothers actions and burden this free spirit with expectations of something they could never achieve.

People had begun to recognise him. To talk about him. 'The boy and his wind sprite', they said. It was dangerous to be talked about like this, to be recognised - and yet, Cecil found he couldn't find it in himself to go back to being small again, unknown, to cower under anonymity.

Cecil was tired of being scared.

i might post a sneak peak of my old mondstadt one-shot? wip if i have time 👀

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i might post a sneak peak of my old mondstadt one-shot? wip if i have time 👀

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sneak peak

of my venti hc/au wip

anyway happy birthday to myself!!! 😄💜

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REBLOG THIS IF YOU WANT FANFIC / ONESHOT IDEAS IN YOUR ASK BOX

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aether, child of light

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lumine, star child

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na'vi brenda/amber ft. my og na'vi design

really happy and proud of this one! :D

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finally done with the colours, now i can start on shading!