#AesopeOCs

[aesopsbaby]

can you also do gore arts? because I would also love to see meztli x trickster in your art style but gory! <33

Funny you ask this because uh,,I had a wip,,,a really really long time ago for Trickster x Meztli gore art!! ,,,,buuuttt I kind gave up on it half way through the sketch cause I didn't like how it turned out </3

This is the sketch below! (WARNING!! BLOOD❗️❗️)

Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato ! ^^

"Reach into me. Take what you want and leave me yearning for more."

It was supposed to be a play on how Meztli doesn't have a heart anymore due to his lore sooooo he doesn't really care if Trickster takes it!!

Maybe I'll pick it up again soon but don't get your hopes up too high :,))

[aesopsbaby]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(s): Raloris (@feelin-lo ), Celtic (My OC)

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: When Raloris experiences one of his many mood swings causing him to feel as if he's worthless, Celtic arrives. Misunderstanding ensues and words were exchanged.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Who doesn't love some misconception/miscommunication troupe!! >:]] It's been awhile since I last wrote a story so this might not be very good,,,! Also, I still haven't found a beta reader so this is not proof-read, so,,do expect to see some grammatical errors here and there!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Angst no comfort, nothing much to be put here tbh

𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: Meaningless words

Wrong.

It felt wrong.

He felt wrong. Raloris couldn't take it, the scene before him didn't feel..right. He shook his head slightly, brows furrowing as he clenched his teeth, trying so hard to concentrate at what could possibly be eating away at him right now.

Right now. When the team had came out victorious in a battle. Why did it have to be now. Why is he suddenly feeling this bubbling sense of disgust and hatred towards himself?

...No. He shouldn't be happy for the victory. He didn't do anything to be happy for. Zane got injured. Vince almost lost a life. Celtic..

Oh. Raloris swallowed the bile that threatened to rise up as he realized he had only been staring at his leader. His leader that was holding his bloodied and injured arm while having a pained but satisfied expression.

Raloris' eyes trailed downwards, into his palms that were stained with blood. His or some goblins, he wasn't sure anymore. His vision doubled and he swallowed dryly, the feeling of needles being stabbed down his throat at the action. He let out a staggered breath. Damn it.. His hands tightened into fists.

I didn't do shit. Why the hell was I so happy for?

Closing his eyes, Raloris turned on his heel, walking away from the group, and made his way back to their hideout. Hearing the cheers getting further and further away as he took every step, allowing the negative thoughts of worthlessness starts to eat at his mind, consuming his thoughts and soul.

....

A gentle yet firm knock reached Raloris' pointed ears, causing him to peer upwards at his door. He pursed his lips, not wanting to be teased by Sylvester nor Zane right now.

Another knock came, accompanied by a quiet and flat voice; "Raloris? Are you in there?". Raloris could've sworn he felt his entire body turn to ice with how his heart literally stopped beating and he couldn't move an inch at the sound of Celtic's voice.

Why is he here? Why now? Usually Raloris wouldn't mind being in the presence of Celtic. More often than not, he would've actually appreciated Celtic's accompany! But now? Now couldn't be any worse!

Raloris kept silent, hoping with all his heart that Celtic would just give up and leave him. He stared at the door with a bated breath, "..Apologies. But I'm coming in." And, of course, hoping that would be useless since Celtic was as stubborn as a mule.

Celtic's eyes darted from the interior of room --taking note of the lack of lighting--, and almost instantly, his eyes landed on the elf, sitting there on his bed. Raloris bit his quivering lips, averting eye contact from his leader and choosing to stare at the wooden floorboard instead, his mind running at a high speed at the suffocating silence and intense stare of Celtic.

"What h-" Celtic started but caught himself. It was as if the gears in his head were moving slowly and trying to piece together the perfect response.

He decided to close the door behind him first before making his way beside Raloris. Celtic parted his lips, taking his time to think over his words as he glanced at Raloris' trembling hands and the soft hiccups coming from him. Celtic spots the reflection of tears shining from the corner of Raloris' eyes and the stains of the salty liquid that trails down his cheeks and hangs onto his chin.

"..Are..Are you okay?"

Raloris didn't know why but he suddenly felt..angry. Frustrated. Irritated. That damn voice.

Why..why would Celtic ask that if he didn't care in the first place. Raloris hated it. He hated how Celtic always sounded monotonous, like he couldn't give two shits about his feelings or anyone's for that matter!

Raloris barked out a curt laugh, not bothering to look at the raven haired male. "You can be, oh so heartless sometimes, Celtic." Raloris darted his eyes up to meet Celtic's, hoping to see if he can spot the care and sympathy he was wishing to find. All that stared back at him was darkness, like the vast emptiness of the deep sea.

Raloris felt rage bubbling in his chest, "Your eyes can be so cruel." He seethed through gritted teeth and a slight glare. Celtic merely blinked, confusion evident on his face. "What are you talking about Raloris. Are you going through something? Should I leave you be for now?"

"There you go again! With that dead tone of yours. I truly wonder Celtic, do you really care?" Raloris stood up, glaring down at the leader who's still trying to understand the situation. "Do you even care about me? Am I even worthy to be on your team?? Why do you always speak as if you're forced to say those lines!" Raloris' voice cracks as he spoke, tears once again building up.

"If you don't care, I beg of you, don't bother spouting those nonsense. It was obvious that you don't mean it when you don't even bother putting in effort when you speak!!" Raloris choked out with great effort, he could feel his throat closing up, finding it difficult to breath.

Blurry and clouded vision stared into the same darkness that now were flooded with concern and shock.

The harsh breaths that leave the elf's parted lips filled the otherwise silent room.

"What..what are you talking about Raloris? I care. I care alot. I.." Celtic trailed off, closing his lips and swallowing, as if he was hesitant to say his next words. "..I care alot about you, Raloris. You mean..the world to me." He started again, gazing into Raloris' eyes, pleading that he can see his efforts.

"You don't SHOW that you do! You're just saying words and expect me to believe them when you look at me with those blank eyes!" Raloris yelled, the hot tears falling down his redden cheeks, frustration is evident in the way he flailed his clenched fists to show his emotions. His fist hitting his chest multiple times, before the frabic of his outfit is grasped tightly in his hold.

Celtic's heart tightened at the scene and he could've sworn he felt his heart shattered. He stood up abruptly---

"Raloris, I love you!"

Raloris' breath hitched, eyes widening as he stared at Celtic. Who, looked just as shocked as he is. Did..did he hear that right? What..did he just say?

As if he could hear his thoughts, Celtic spoke again softly, "I love you."

He continues, "And I need you like the moon needs the sun. You mean everything to me." A soft and gentle smile graces his features.

Raloris bit the inside of his cheek at his, once thought to be cold and emotionless leader, proclaiming and confessing his love right before him. He sighed, looking down before bringing his gaze to the raven haired male.

"I don't love you. I could NEVER love a heartless being like you." The words tumbled out of the mouth like running water before he could even stop them. He watched as Celtic winced slightly at the tone used but still, he maintained a poker face, aside from the slight crinkle of his brows.

Nothing but his heavy panting breaks the static of silence surrounding them. Raloris could feel the violent pounding of his heart in his ear. Was it the adrenaline? Fear? He wasn't sure, all he knew was that he can't think straight right now. He just feels so enraged and he's not even sure why anymore.

Celtic scoffed, glancing at the room before them before landing on Raloris again. His eyes always tend to do that, it always manages to find it's way back to Raloris, as if it's a compass that is destined to forever face one direction. His face was tense, lips pursed into a thin line, and his eyes..were empty.

"..Did you really have to be that honest?"

Raloris kept his mouth shut, closing his eyes and letting a sigh out. He opened them once again, choosing to look anywhere but at Celtic who was staring straight at him. After a moment of suffocating silence, Raloris picks up on the footsteps trailing off and the loud thud of the door being slammed shut. He finally picked up the courage to look up, realising that he's now standing alone in his room.

A haunting realisation daunted upon him as the entire situation replayed in his head at 2x speed. "Shit.." He muttered, hands coming up into his hair, clawing and grabbing at the strands as more curses string out of his lips. Why did he say that! Why did his emotions have to get the better of him at this moment?? Why did Celtic have to come when his emotions were..

Raloris let out a quivering breath, staring at the wooden floor, watching the droplets of tears hit the ground and form dark stains.

He needed rest.

Song on loop while writing this: Little Soldiers by The Crane Wives

[aesopsbaby]

My part in the collab with @sealedchasm and @boiling-potato ❗️ :DD

Here's some pics without the rendering, lighting and other stuff under the cut!!^^

Didn't really like how the lighting turned out since it wasn't what I had in mind,,but I'm still very proud of the end product!!! <,3

[aesopsbaby]

Since meztli is more popular,do u think Nathan gets jealous of the attention Meztli gets?

HI HON!! Thank you for asking about Nathan,,,I'm just using anything as an excuse to draw/talk more about him <,3

Nathan could care less. He'd also probably think that Meztli is lying, given his personality-

Lo belongs to @feelin-lo

Star belongs to @startheimpactfangirl

Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato

And Nathan + Meztli belongs to me! ^^

[aesopsbaby]

Lucian Heartlock!!! My baby boy sobsobs

GRRRAAAAHHHH I CAN NO LONGER CONTAIN MYSELF ANYMOREEEE!!! I doodled this really quickly so :((

His outfit design is NOT confirmed yet!! And I'm not done with his full body ref :(( nor do I have a proper introduction post for him yet SIGHHHHH

Anyways!!! Here's Lucian!! His name used to be Antonio,,,kid me randomly gave him a name and I'm really confused on why I picked that at first,,

[aesopsbaby]

I FINALLY DREW HER!! LILITH!!! <33

Sorry,,,this was rushed sobsobs

Alt version below the cut!

Star and Lilith belongs to @startheimpactfangirl !!

[aesopsbaby]

Sylvester reference sheet! :D

Rushed this so it's kinda,,,plain and not rendered :,)) maybe I'll update it again but for now, here's the boy!!!

,,,feels like I'm missing something from his design,, (I am. But I'm simply too lazy to draw his other form that he has when he uses his ability </3)

[aesopsbaby]

He's so silly to me :((!!

Meet my new oc, Trichor! Pronounced as "Try-cher"!! Or just pronounce it however you want to be honest,, His whole character is to go against the norms and he could care less what people call him.

I'll make a proper post for him,,,probably..mmm maybe..

But here's the basic info about him:

Name: Trichor

Age: Somewhere around 20(?)

Pronouns: He/him but doesn't really mind others

His body parts can be detached!! Whenever he does it, there's a soft "pop" sound heheh

Has markings all over his body, but they sometime shift around his body or even disappear so no one really knows if they saw it or not,, He can't control when or where they move to!

Has eyes everywhere, he knows whatever you're doing! (Literally.)

[aesopsbaby]

Nathan,,,,my comfort oc,,,my favourite oc,, I don't draw him enough even though I love him so much

So I redesigned him!!! :D Here are some things I changed/remained about him!!

Things that are kept:

Scar on his left eye and lip

Low ponytail

Hair is mainly the same(?) Just a bit messier and longer now!

Eyebags

Head accessory given by Elios is still worn on the same side (But he doesn't wear it as often now)

Still has that one light streak in his hair (isn't drawn here--)

He still uses a katana as a weapon

Things that are changed/added:

Eyebrow slit (due to the scar and other reason)

Outfit change

Scars (Caused by: Meztli)

Left hand is normal (not broken like before)

Right arm taken (Caused by: Meztli) Nathan still feels pain whenever he looks at his arm.

[aesopsbaby]

what are your starxiang thoughts? Or just any star ships.

Hmmmm!! I might,,,have a few thoughts for them! This is going to be quite long,,

I have so many headcanons for your ships,,I don't know if I should post them,,

StarXiang:

I like to think that Chaoxiang only learnt how to show his emotions when he started being around Star. Since he never felt to need to show them when around in the Milkshake Mansion. (And,,,it might only cause him to be vulnerable)

"You know. You're not as bad as everyone else says." -Star

And he suppresses all these emotions for so long that when he finally expresses them, he doesn't know what to do. Why is his face suddenly heating up? Why does their words have such a powerful impact on him? Why does he feel this overwhelming urge to hug them and be in their embrace?

So he tears up. Feeling the hot streaks running down his cheeks as he stares at them with blurry vision, trying his best to stop crying but to no avail.

And when Star reaches out to him, to hold him in their arms, rub comforting circles into his back and soft whispers of;

"are you okay?" "Did I do something wrong?" "It's.. its going to be alright."

He knew that he can trust them, allowing himself to relax in their hold and finally breathe again.

From then, he starts to blurt out random thoughts about them, always catching Star off guard since Chaoxiang has always been closed off and cold.

"Life feels empty when I'm not around you."

"You're being cheesy again!"

----

Star X Meztli:

Meztli doesn't feel. He physically can't! He deliberately went through a process that takes away his feelings and emotions!

So...why. Why does his heart rate pick up and his body feels like its heating up whenever Star even looks at him?

He's pissed off, initially. Are they pitying him? Making fun of him? He hates it either ways. But he can never find it in himself to harm her anyways. He always freezes up.

"Why..are you here..",

Meztli chokes out, coughing harshly as blood spurts out, leaking down the corner of his lips. He makes a move to glare at the familiar face that looks back at him with slight concern swimming in their eyes, yet they narrowed down on him in distaste and slight hatred.

...The corner of his lips tugs upwards, a curt laugh leaving his bloodied lips. "If you're here to make fun of me...To laugh at me, you can do so now. When I get back up, I'm going to-" He doubled over, suddenly hacking up even more blood. Fast footsteps can be heard coming towards him, forcing Meztli to tilt his head up, now seeing Star bent down infront of him, causing him to raise a brow.

"What are you..-" He gets cut off when Star reaches out to him, hand wiping away the blood streaks on his cheeks. He swallows the lump forming in his throat at the soft and intimate action, before grimacing and hitting their hand away.

"Stop pitying me!"

"You're hurt! Let me help you, please."

And he swore he felt the nostalgic feeling of his heart beating again. Is he dying? If dying felt so soft and loved, then he wouldn't mind dying for Star.

I WENT OVERBOARD BUT UHHH!! I feel like Star would slowly break down his walls, letting him feel what it's like to truly be loved since he has never felt it before other than from Nathan and Elios but that was years ago!

"You gon' kiss me now? You look like you do." -Meztli

"Really? You're the one that has been staring at me for the past hour!" -Star

Star belongs to @startheimpactfangirl !

Chaoxiang belongs to @boiling-potato !

And Meztli belongs to me! ^^

[aesopsbaby]

Jude Lysander reference sheet/intro post(?)

And maybe a little peek into his lore heheh

!TW! Scopophobia(possibly), Depersonalization-derealization.

Come on guys! You can trust him, after all he's just an angel right? :]

Also he never wears shoes. He's a weirdo-

Changed the outfit cause I didn't really like the previous one. :,)

ALSOO I'M LEFT WITH ONE MORE PRIZE TO COMPLETE!! YIPEEE

[aesopsbaby]

Meztli: what would you do if I got murdered by someone?

Trickster: It's funny that you think I'd let you get murdered by the hands of someone else.. That job is mine someday.

Trickster saving Meztli's stupid ass is so real to me.

Even though its highly unlikely that he'll ever get himself into a position like that since he's smart BUT STILL,,, I love the idea of Meztli wanting Trickster's attention so badly to the point he starts acting reckless and almost getting killed just so she can come save him, knowing full well that Trickster will never let her friends die. And so he takes advantage of that >:]]

Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato !

[aesopsbaby]

I love StarXiang weddings pictures so much and was wondering if we could see Elysian Flaw wedding pics too?

I think I talked about this before, but I genuinely don't think they'll ever get married-- It might always be a one sided thing tbh.

Salem taking an interest in Ace in any romantic way? Yeah I don't think so, well except for amusement and entertainment I guess!

But here's some doodles I made to represent their relationship (in my opinion--)

Salem belongs to @boiling-potato ! :D

StarXiang is a ship between Star (@startheimpactfangirl) and Chaoxiang (OC by @boiling-potato !)

Dark Prince and the loyal piece AU belongs to @honeysleepy !

[aesopsbaby]

Rough and messy sketch of my Trio ocs that I did some time ago that I will never get back to,, :,)

I really liked Meztli's eyes that I did, but somehow I can never replicate it again so I kinda just gave up on this and,,forgot about it--

[aesopsbaby]

Ok, but imagine male trickster being taller than meztli! XDD

I wouldn't even be surprised for one second since Meztli isn't that tall for his age 😭😭 Bro's only 173m / 5"7

[aesopsbaby]

I like to imagine that Ace knows Zalgo personally and one day when Salem is talking about his lord. Ace just goes

"wait. Zalgo? I know that guy! He's a funny one,kinda reminds me of you!" And then Salem just stares at them with a blank expression,going,"Ace..you know Zalgo?"

Im not great at writing stories so I'll just make it an incorrect quote here:

Ace: "Oh! Zalgo? Haha,I know that guy! A real funny one and he kinda reminds me of you!"

Salem: "....Ace. you know Zalgo?"

Ace nods

Salem: "...Zalgo. The. The powerful and cold-blooded entity that rules the underworld..you..you know him??"

Ace: "pfft cold blooded? He sure has a funny title! Why are you so interested in him suddenly?"

Salem: "....."

Salem: "Ace. I've literally only been talking about Zalgo and nothing else."

Ace: "Oh."

Salem: "makes me wonder if you actually listen to me during our study sessions.."

HELPEPP THIS IS ACTUALLY SO FUNNY TO IMAGINEBSJ

Ace never remembering anything is so me. I forget things so easily its not even funny--

Sooo anyways,,,I drew the scenario!!

Just casually calling the underworld lord to annoy him!! Also, fun fact, Zalgo uses any technology devices like an old person, bro does not understand technology at all.

Zalgo probably has, on multiple occasions, switch the camera to face him when taking a picture and then get confused as to why he's taking a selfie 😭😭 Lesley makes fun of him on a daily

Salem belongs to @boiling-potato ! :D