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*it's so ugly I can't look away from it* the two creatures thought to themselves

Today's Seal Is: Making Contact With An Unknown Beast

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The typical princess in a tower story, guarded by a dragon that gets slain by a prince, which the princess then lovingly marries... though, unfortunately, it wasn't so simple with this pair.

Her prince was the dragon. An irreversible curse. The two grew up together, getting along ever since they were children, the princes curse began to take hold at 13, shocking both kindoms who had been certain that he was the destined prince for the princess...well... was. The princess never blamed him for being locked up, though she did have a hard time accepting that he was still supposed to be her true love at first, over time that worry faded.

Every night the dragon would sneak into the princesses room and fall asleep beside her, keeping her company… but as years passed it became harder to join her, the dragon would grow, but the tower would remain the same size.

Her dragon was… odd. A kind soul, gentle, and head over heels for the princess. He spoke seldom as it seemed to unsettle those around him. He knew his position in this, his curse which unfortunately roped the princess with him into solidarity... but he had no say in the matter. Die, and yes, the princess would technically be free, but she would never have her happily ever after, and thus risking a greater suffering. Live, and the princess was forever trapped with him, unable to live the way she was intended to.

Even though the two got along, the princess was always rather distant, more so physically rather than emotionally, she trusted him, she openly admits so, but as fate would have it she was naturally terrified of dragons, it simply couldn't be helped, and the dragon understood that.

He never referred to himself as a prince despite being born with royal blood, he simply didn't fit the physical description, and it took too long to explain it to everyone, so dragon it was. Though, he did always have the brightest snile when the princess called him her prince.

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Why are you hiding? 🥺

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What's my lil dumbass doing over there??

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Daisy

Next

One night after another decent show on her little podium, Daisy managed to slip away from the crowd into the back. Her head spinning and her fingers trembling. She could not stand being in such environments, and yet it was the only thing that got her paid at the moment. It was better than what some other women were forced to do to make a living. But unpleasant, nonetheless.

She propped herself up on one of the large wine barrels and rest her forehead in her hands, letting the world slow to a halt once her ears stopped ringing. Not even taking in the surroundings at that very moment before a gentle hand extended towards her.

Daisy has a small fright, looking over to the young gentleman who held a cigarette in his extended hand while another was already between his lips. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there” she faked a smile as to be polite before looking down for a moment to the cigarette. Ugh, those nasty things… but she dared not decline and gently took it from the stranger. “Thank you…”

“Tough night?” He asked. “Not my finest work” Daisy replied while rolling the cigarette between her fingers. She stole a glance at the stranger. The smoke and light obscured her vision ever so slightly. But from what she could make out he was around his 20’s, his clothes looked to be those of the working lower class and his face could barely be made out in the shadows besides the tooth gap that complimented his lively smile. But she could sense that something about this man was… off. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she wouldn’t be sticking around to find out. Before he gave her a chance to slip away, he spoke once again.

"You're the mockingbird lady, right?" He asked while pulling another one of the barrels into place, he must have been the one to transport these wine barrels in the first place, considering the small truck just a tad further along the street was left unguarded and back was still open wide. It was a little irresponsible to leave large vats of alcohol in the open, especially in this region, but that was none of Daisy's business. Instead, she was plagued with the strangers' question. "Yes, that's me, the one and only" she spoke with a sweet chime in her voice, it was used so often that it was beginning to become more frequently used than her natural voice, or her singing.

"Hah! Well then, I never knew this would be the place I'd meet a star." the stranger responded. His tone was playful and genuine, Daisy could tell, still it surprised her, she could hardly call herself a star, she was still the one that regularly had to beg for a booking. But... she supposed it was still something compared to those who had nothing to show for in this kind of career.

"If it's not too much trouble, could I get an autograph?" Daisy blinked. "I'm sorry- from who?" "You, of course, I'm a fan of your show, though I've never been able to attend one of them in person, I've been able to hear you just fine through the open windows." The young man explained while gesturing to the small open windows up above, mainly used for ventilation.

"I see..." Daisy spoke in awe. She felt that naive glee all over again, that same excitement as when she was able to book her first show al by herself. The Stanger smiled as he seemed to notice she seemed a little nostalgic. "Miss?" "Ah- right, um... do you have a paper?" She felt a little unprepared, usually she had something to scribble down on, but she traded her practicality in for looks when it came to showbiz, the "owners" didn't care much for a woman wearing something that looked common or comfortable.

The young man patted himself down a while before he looked up to the building once more. "That should do." he said. Daisy looked at the man, and her eyes followed his to a poster, way up high between the second and third story window, hung there in an attempt to prevent vandalism or theft. "How are you going to get it-" Daisys question trailed off as her attention was once more caught by the man's, who was already helping himself to the poster. This had to be the reason her gut was telling her to be wary of the stranger. He was no mere man...

Seeing her pale complexion get paler and her sleepy doe eyes turn wide and worried. He chuckled softly and knelt back down. Daisy quickly looked away once she was spotted staring, noticing her hands had gotten more shaky than before. She cleared her throat, trying to sound casual, like the guy hadn't just suddenly grown 3 stories tall. "I-I'd hate for my poor handwriting to ruin your poster." She spoke, trying to sound as calm and collected as possible, if this were any other time, she'd bolt it, but that wasn't possible in these shoes, besides, he was too close, too big, too calm for her liking, like it was was the most normal thing in the world, to Daisy, that meant he knew he had an upper hand on her.

"Nonsense, I'd be delighted to have something to remember you by. It's not every day that I get to meet someone with real talent." He insisted as he held the poster between his thumb and finger. It looked much more like a stamp when he held it. Daisy gently took the poster with her shaky hands and placed it on the barrel where she previously sat. She hesitated before giving her best signature. It looked dull compared to the rest of the poster, but to the stanger, it was priceless.

"To um..." she hesitated before looking back up to the towering individual who knelt beside her. "Andy, A-N-D-Y." Daisy took note of the common name and advantage that she could see his face a little clearer ... his face didn't strike him as an Andy. She watched the ink dry before handing the poster back to him. By then, he had already shrunk back to his previous size.

He held the poster in front of him, proudly admiring it before rolling it up neatly "thanks miss Daisy, it was a pleasure to meet you." he only knew her name through the poster. He saw his eyes scanning the page, arguably more effort than most individuals made to seem polite.

Daisy smiled. He was... a nice change of pace. She held out her hand. "And it was a pleasure to meet you too, Andy," she froze. Why did she do that? Why did she hold her hand out? Why did she say his name so casually? Even Andy seemed a little surprised. She half expected him to ignore her or make up some excuse. She was already retracting her hand before Andy wiped his hands on his pants and took hold of Daisy's hand.

"The pleasures all mine" or whatever he was supposed to say, Daisy was just in such shock of all that had just happened. Was she hallucinating? Had she been spiked? The world around her was so eerily quiet ever since meeting this Andy fellow...

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what was amber going to say in bare blessing’s? i get you probably didn’t have anything that she was going to but i am just curious about it..lol love your work <3

Bare blessings

He would’ve tried to persuade Victor not to go since 1. He's huge and 2. Got an appetite for humans.

Not to mention that amber genuinely thought Victor would have given a horrible blessing, something that would’ve doomed the child…

Victor was so incredibly happy when he returned, and told Amber everything. The god beamed ethereal light for days and would still regularly peek into the mortal world to see how little Victoria was doing. It kind of freaked Amber out a little, since now till the day the girl died, Victor would be able to keep an eye on her… Honestly, Amber is just happy that he was never blessed…

Victor was very hopeful that one of his followers might be next… but no. Women would still go into hiding, children would still be kept out of sight… until one day he unintentionally found one of them.

A hidden ceremony

Victor would sometimes walk around the little structures his followers lived in, trying to at least make some contact but as usual- to no avail.

His ears twitched lightly, and then came the smell... wait, blood? He rounded the corner, very quickly finding the source, a woman, barely able to stand, cheeks stained with tears and sweat and a small trail of blood paved her way, she held her stomach tightly, determined to let her child be born somewhere safe, somewhere out of sight.

Victors eyes focused on the blood first, making his stomach involuntarily growl. He felt so ashamed that that's how he got the poor woman's attention, her glassy eyes shot up towards him- then to the nearest door as she very quickly tried to limp her way towards it.

"H-hold on-" Victor blocked her path with the palm of his hand "Don't be scared, I won't hurt you-" the woman collapsed into his hands, unable to keep herself up any longer, she began to sob as she thought it was all about to end...

Victor slowly rubbed the woman's cheek. "It's okay, I won't hurt you, I didn't mean to scare you... please, I know what to do, let me help..." the woman didn't have much of a choice- she had to let this happen, for her sake and her baby's, at least the gods hands were soft, almost comforting if it wasn't for him being so close...

Victor helped the woman get into position, allowing her to hold him as she pleased. "It's okay... it's alright" he repeated softly as he watched the human begin to wail and push, it drew other humans attention, even more so when a small, fragile cry escaped the silence...

A child had just been born, born in Victors hand... the woman and her new child were lowered once Victor cut the embelocal cord, and the new mother was hastily brought inside... just in case Victor changed his mind.

Victor watched her be escorted to safety before he looked back to his messy hand. He couldn't help himself from indulging in what was left... hastily licking it all up, even biting himself a little to calm his lingering appetite. Shameful, disgusting... he wished that none of his followers had seen him do that, the way he enjoyed it...

But... there was also a sense of awe beneath his shame... there was a little baby, so tiny, so new to the world... he helped someone bring them into this world...

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If amber doesn't want to, I can get a kiss from Victor if that's okay 👀

Of course you may!

Fun fact: Victor lets people usually climb on the back of his hand to give a sense of false trust, that way he supposedly can’t grab and squeeze anyone he’s holding. Do be careful that he doesn’t take a bite through I haven’t bitten anyone in centuries, I won’t bite you :(

Amber is the exception though, because he can’t hold on properly and Victor is a stop selfish monster. He knows Amber stop it doesn’t like to be held but he just can’t please stop help himself.

I’ve gotten better… I’m still learning to improve.

I listen… I respect his wishes, why do you have to remind everyone…?

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btw on the master post shush and regret is the same thing idk if it was meant to be just wanted to let you know (hope this doesn’t come off as rude..)

As soon as you pointed it out I went ahead and fixed it! I didn't realize I had saved it twice lol

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I'm going to be cleaning up my masterpost, please let me know if you find any broken links and wish me luck!

Also, thank you all for your angsty ideas!

If you have any ideas with specific ocs of mine (Branch, Victor, Amber, ABC...) please comment or send an ask!

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Pls dm me if you’re interested!

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Stop struggling…

Human?

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Send me your angstiest concept or ideas!

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Human?

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Live now! 🥀

I will be streaming tomorrow at 9pm CEST

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Are minors (like me or any other artist minors) allowed here because I'm 13 and I'm worried I'm not allowed.

Hi! Thank you for the question.

I do sometimes dabble in mature work, so I would prefer my audience to be (minimum) 16+

However, since I do always try to put a warning on my content when it's spicy, as long as you are mindful of the labels, and you respect that this is STILL a 16+/+18 page, you may feel free to enjoy my content.

I usually put sfw in the tags, so those posts in particular are definitely safe :)

Thank you again for asking, and enjoy your stay on the page

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He’s smaller!

My stream oc meets my main oc???

I think Branch likes them…

“You’re bigger than I thought… still tiny though~”

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Amber? May I kiss you?

He doesn’t look like he wants to

I won’t kiss him then…

But does he have to look so scared to say no..?

A once cruel god