#grim corvis

[nunalyan]

Another bad moment.

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Lyan, my twisted wonderland oc.

Will and everyone else with colorful names are Minzi's ocs, except for Edward and Axel (one time they're the other players, @chickennest and @lazullop).

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Just a headcanon I did last night for fun about @minzart twst rpg :)

I'm too anxious for december.

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I can hear the sound of something dripping, something sequential, with the same time interval, again and again... It sounds like the sound of a poorly closed tap, but there is no sink around.

In fact, there is nothing around me, literally nothing. I try to look around, looking for where the supposed drops are coming from, but it's pure pitch, total darkness, a complete lack of light. I feel swallowed by void, I feel like my body isn't mine, like this is a first-person game.

When I slowly turn around and look behind myself, I see where the drip is coming from. Not just one, but more and more drops, falling and hitting the floor, making an agonizing sound of dripping water. Water that clearly looks like dirty slime, or at least that's what I'd bet it would be if I wasn't already aware. Black ink dripping from all of them, running down their faces, dripping from their hands...

Hakan, Edward, Bariki, Corvi, Ajay, Axel, Nicolay, Phobos, Lewis... Even Will, Mal and Grim are part of the huge group of students with monsters made of pure ink behind them, and I feel it. I can feel the pain and reason behind their worst fears and the situations they were exposed to... until they reached this point. My heart hurts, squeezes, breaks, crumples... It's like I'm about to have a panic attack, but my breathing is completely perfect, and I don't feel my hands shaking.

Actually, I can't feel my hands... When I look at myself, I can see nothing but the same ink starting to drip from me. I don't understand... This shouldn't happen. This shouldn't happen to me. I'm not from here, so why...? I didn't do anything wrong. I tried my best. I did my best. So why...?

I don't feel my movements, my limbs, just excruciating pain inside something I don't even know if I can call a body. I'm scared... I wish I could wake up at once...

"Will... Please, help me..."

"I can't hold it anymore..."

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Cute Lyan :D

[grimcorvis]

"Huh. I turned 6021 yesterday. Things have been so busy I forgot in all honesty. Maybe I can ask my husband if he would like to go out with me tonight to celebrate. We could go get drinks, watch a movie with the kids, cuddle, and maybe have cake all together. Something relaxing and quiet would be nice..."

[abaddonpayne]

Abby baby how’s it hanging

“Oh, hey! Things are going pretty good, all things considered. Turns out a couple of humans have decided to tell mine and Grim’s story on some... fan fiction website? Whatever, still great to see our story is being seen by others.”

[whoateallthebiscuits]

What Corvid19 means for me.

Sticking one up to people who said I should get a social life and that being a recluse was bad and writing for a hobby was bad and that I should get a proper job and that I should go to a proper yoga class instead of doing it by myself at home and joking that buying enough food to last a month was also bad. What was I, buying for the next apocalypse? No actually. I just find shopping incredibly stressful and boring and prefer to do it as little as possible. But that aside, who's suffering the most? Personally, I love to have the excuse to just get on with my writing and not be interrupted by having to do these annoying things like having to go outside and speak to people.

[chibifox2002]

@grimcorvis @abaddonpayne

Drew two special boys!

Also I feel like Abaddon would definitely wear those shirts with the hole at the chest.

[sciatu]

BOSCO DEI NEBRODI.

Prima dell’alba, se ti incammini nel bosco vedrai parte dei suoi abitanti ancora in cerca di cibo o di un rifugio sicuro mentre gli altri avranno incominciato, tra l’alzarsi della nebbia e la luce solare che appare timidamente dietro le punte dei monti, la stessa necessaria ricerca. Il gracchiare dei corvi o il fischio d’allarme dei merli ti accompagna così sotto lo sguardo attento della volpe, o l’indifferente passare del grosso verro che insegue qualche compagna. Sentirai anche il nitrito dei cavalli di Sanfratello andare liberi nella radura per bere nei piccoli stagni ai bordi del bosco, vedrai i piccoli dei maialini neri seguire grugnendo di paura la piccola esausta madre e camminerai distante dallo sguardo arcigno del cane pastore che si metterà tra te e le sue protette a difenderle anche con la vita; l’odore umido del bosco ti porterà il profumo di erbe e di alberi e quando il sole illuminerà la valle, ti sentirai anche tu parte del bosco e come i cavalli selvaggi, anche tu vorresti correre libero nelle radure ad abbracciare quel senso eterno di vita che ogni bosco ha.

Before dawn, if you walk into the woods you will see some of its inhabitants still in search of food or a safe refuge while the others will have started, between the rising of the fog and the sunlight that appears timidly behind the mountain tops, the same necessary research. The cawing of crows or the alarm whistle of the blackbirds thus accompanies you under the watchful gaze of the fox, or the indifferent passage of the large boar chasing some lover. You will also hear the neighing of the Sanfratello horses go free in the clearing to drink in the small ponds at the edge of the wood, you will see the little black pigs following the little exhausted mother grunting with fear and you will walk away from the grim look of the shepherd dog who will stand between you and his protégés to defend them also with life; the humid smell of the forest will bring you the scent of herbs and trees and when the sun illuminates the valley, you too will feel part of the forest and like wild horses, you too would like to run free in the clearings to embrace that eternal sense of life that every wood has.

[trollhuntersshardborn]

Act 1 Summary

Okay, so since the fic will probably never be updated again, I wanna tell exactly how it was supposed to go down. I just don’t have the inspiration or energy from it, and I just need to put the story to rest.

Okay, act 1. Let’s briefly go over chapters 1-4.

The story takes place in medieval Europe. The year 1315 to be exact. The prologue covers the gumm-gumm trolls rampaging through a castle looking for a past occupant. A princess from three hundred years ago. Apparently, she was deemed a witch and burned at the stake, but that’s like, oh well, to the trolls. Why they are looking for her would be addressed later. 

Later that night, the gumm-gumms raid a nearby farm for food (humans). This is the Ward family farm, owned by Larkin Ward and his six children. The oldest daughter is named Nadia, and she’s just a peasant girl trying to live her life and in perpetual fear of being married off and taken away. In the raid, Nadia runs away in fear as her entire immediate family is killed and/or eaten. But before the same thing happens to her, the Trollhunter Nakrik shows up to fight off the bad trolls. And he’s joined by a woman with super strength! But this seems to be for naught as Nadia’s heart gives out due to fright. But it’s okay, she gets better. She comes back to life for some reason.

So the Trollhunter and his “human” friend take the survivors (Nadia, her granny, and a visiting boy named Edwin/Edmund (I kept forgetting his name)) to the Royal Trollmarket nearby. Now, Royal Trollmarket was the largest market in Europe, housing a massive cavern with every good and ware you can think of, and in the middle of it is not a Heartstone, but a massive fortress that serves as the palace! Nadia is introduced to the world of trolls, fae, and other things, as well as made aware that now she’s an immortal being called a Shard. This is explained to her by a fellow Shard, the “human” friend named Elisi.

The basic story of Shards is that they’re immortal beings created by Merlin himself. Magic pulled from a Life Stone (which did as the name suggests, creates life from two separate souls) so Gunmar couldn’t use it to raise an army overnight. Merlin separated this magic into eight segments and had them enter eight human maidens upon birth. The point was to keep this magic AWAY from Gunmar, so these girls could be anywhere in the world and their powers and immortality wouldn’t activate until their very first death. Merlin also gave each girl a unique “gift” to protect herself and her life magic, but basically Shards still use their Life Magic to create new life between other souls, so anyone who had a Shard on their side could theoretically create a bunch of living beings overtime. So in this time of war between Gunmar and whoever is Trollhunter, having a Shard would come in handy. That is, if she feels like creating an army.

So far, no Shard is willing to be a baby factory to make this army for either side. Elisi is married to a troll named Richta, a gentle potion maker who’s very protective of his family. Nadia has an underlying phobia of being reduced to a perpetual mother, and doesn’t take well that this is now what she is. Reduced to a blubbering mess, she retreats into the market and ends up in a small library. The librarian, Dictatious, begrudgingly lets the girl hide there, but realizes she’s a fast learner when she tries to read and interpret trollish.

Now, the Gumm-gumms realize there’s now not one, but TWO of the eight Shards in one place right now: in the Royal Trollmarket. Bular decides to go on the offensive, and with the help of a changeling underling named Corvis, he unleashes a pack of creatures called rust rats. Now, rust rats exist to kill and eat trolls, however whatever's left comes back to life as a rust zombie, and they infect anything they touch with their rust. So with zombie trolls in the market, everyone runs for the closest safe place: the palace. The only people not marching there are the Nakrik, Elisi, and another character named Grim or Black Knight Grim, for long. Grim is another human in Team Trollhunter, decked out in sweet black armor, a fearless horse, and basically any weapon you can think of to get the job done. He’s from a family of monster hunters who specialize in killing trolls, and he’s so skilled and well prepared that he’s taken on an entire squad of gumm-gumms alone. More on him later.

The fighters in our cast wipe out the zombie trolls and zombie causers, which is the signal for the gumm gumm army to storm the place en mass! Out numbered and outmatched, the remaining party makes a run for the castle. Nakrik, the noble trollhunter and good friend that he is, makes sure the others get in safely before squaring off against the entire army by himself. But he not only fights all these gumm gumms, but also Bular the Butcher, and a general named Alora Darren the Undying, mother to Bular, wife to Gunmar and (HOLY SHIT) a Shard herself! More on her later!

Fortunately for Nakrik, he’s saved by the king of Royal Trollmarket, King Gholgolm the Fourteenth, a thirty foot tall centaur troll who’s so big he can’t even get out of the front door of his palace. But just making it half way out the door to kick some ass is enough to scare the army away for a time. The palace fortress closes itself off so the invading forces can’t get in, and everyone just hunkers down tight for a plan. See, now all the survivors are trapped with no way out since the gumm-gumms have all the exits covered and are occupying the surrounding trollmarket. So while the heroes are trying to come up with a plan, news of Nadia, another Shard, reaches the king’s ears and he asks her to the throne room. He asks her to be the Shard that makes the army he needs to win, and she tearfully declines. Nadia just can’t bring herself to be reduced to a baby machine as she’s always feared, but has no other way to be of help. But Dictatious does see a use for Nadia, and to calm her brings her to the royal library. 

Here in the library are more characters to be introduced to (I hated how chapter 4 is a character dump episode, how do I get you guys to care about everyone?!), there’s Dic’s brother Blinky, also there’s the royal wizard Rundle and his family, Vendel (son and apprentice) and Kilfred (elder who’s barely understandable and laughs with a grandfatherly “ho ho ho ho.”) Everyone’s excited to meet Nadia, but Dictatious explains something about Shards that wasn’t addressed. Each Shard has a unique ability to protect herself with based on their title. Elisi is the Maid of Fortitude, and possesses “the strength of ten trolls.” Alora, still outside the palace and trying to get in and kill everyone, is the Eternal Arsenal, and can create any weapon she’s well versed in. Dic has deduced that Nadia is the Maid of Intelligence, who is a fast learner with a perfect memory. She can be a living archive, and recall knowledge used for tactics. Nadia... doesn’t take being this inferior well and nearly has another breakdown. But her grandmother lets her in on a little secret. Unrelated to being a Shard, Nadia has magic in her bloodline. Turns out granny is a witch, and the family gift of magic tends to skip a generation and is only present in the girls. So Nadia, with her newfound magic talent, and her ability to remember all knowledge she’s learned could be a living magical archive and the potential to be a powerful witch is very likely. She’s hesitant, but once Rundle starts showing her how to cast spells and how to recite them, she quickly becomes fascinated. 

Meanwhile, the gumm gumm army is trying to invade the castle, but can’t seem to find a weak link in the walls or “moat” of indefinite voids that troll caves seem to have. But Edwin has managed to sneak out in his “trolls are going to eat me” panic, and when confronted by Alora and Bular, promises to show how he was able to sneak out/in if he’s left alive and can get “his girl” out. Turns out he has a huge crush and Nadia and wants to get her out of here with him. It’s agreed and Alora sends him back in along with her own wizard troll, Skeeziel, to sneak inside the fortress and open the front doors from inside. Edwin goes to get Nadia to get her the hell out of here while Skeeziel sneaks around and assasinates whoever gets in his way and manages to get the doors open. So now everyone needs to evacuate further into the castle, closing off the outside halls as the army starts to make their approach. Edwin somehow manages to escape the chaos, without Nadia, and makes it to the surface... only to run into Gunmar, who promptly eats him.

Everyone’s in a near panic! Gunmar himself is going to storm the now vulnerable palace and there’s no way to fight in these much more cramped corners. King Gholgolm decides he’s going to fight Gunmar and give everyone enough time to live/escape. Rundle figures he can open a portal to the surface with help from his father and son, along with Nadia. The four of them can keep a small portal open long enough to get everyone out. Nadia only has the confidence to try and help with the others nearby. The portal is a success, and Nadia desperately tries to hold up her side of the magical baggage as the castle is slowly evacuated. King Gholgolm faces off against Gunmar at the entrance of the castle, but its not even a fight. Even as such a large troll, he’s no match for Gunmar’s prowess and sheer determination (foolish horse-monster! while you sat stuck in your own castle, I practiced the blade!). Gunmar then wrestles what he really wants from the king: the location of the Heartstone rumored to be growing in the east. The King does say there’s one in China, before Gunmar kills him. The rest of the army storms the palace.

Seeing that the King has failed, Nakrik then rushes off to fight off the army and Gunmar himself as well. Elisi goes with him. The stress of her friends probably not going to make it gets to Nadia, but she’s kept on course. Nakrik is soon stuck fighting with Alora, and he yells at Elisi to fall back and protect the survivors. She reluctantly does, leaving Nakrik to his fate. Soon, the army is about to overtake the portal room. Only Nadia, Vendel, Rundle and Kilfred are left. They start to debate who should stay to keep the portal open long enough for the others to flee, but little old Kilfred makes the decision for them. He shoves Nadia, and his son and grandson into the portal just as Gunmar manages to break through. The portal closes, and Kilfred looks up to Gunmar with a large grin and one last “ho ho ho ho” before snapping his staff and causing an explosion of light bright enough to be sunlight. Kilfred is dead, the survivors are safe on the surface, and Gunmar is temporarily blinded and enraged. His victory in Royal Trollmarket is a hollow one.

Among the survivors on the surface is young Prince Thalfie, Gholgolm’s son, who now must lead his scared and frightened people to somewhere safe. As soon as Elisi insists that they need to wait for Nakrik, the amulet makes its way to the group. Nakrik didn’t survive. And the amulet chooses Elisi’s husband, Richta, to be the next trollhunter.

Act 1 ends with Nadia still frightened by this terrifying new world, but now has the hope to survive it with her new skills. Elisi is now horrified that her husband is going to suffer the fate of all Trollhunters, and Thalfie begins to lead his people to the Black Forest for shelter. Rundle promises to continue to train Nadia. End of Act 1? Not quite.

The last thing to see in Act 1 is Alora wandering the surface, heavily injured, fighting off tears, with the Sigil of Angor Rot on the right side of her face.

Okay, now Act 1 is over. 

Act 2 and 3 will be tomorrow, since part of the reason I had such trouble writing was I couldn’t fully plot out Act 2 much.

Oh, shit, that’s right. Then there’s Forged in Darkness. Remind me to tell you guys about that first before getting into Act 2.

And...... that’s it for Act 1.

[admeis]

Il vento fu lo strumento che usó per punirla della sua arroganza. Ma non era triste, nè delusa. Soltanto grata.

Grata di avere le cinghie strette salde ai polsi, come la sua mente ed il suo cuore avrebbero dovuto essere. Grata per l'aria fredda che le scorreva sul corpo diffondendone gli uomori e i profumi nel vento. Grata per i corvi che sulla sua nuda punizione vegliavano e che seguivano con lo sguardo i lenti lontani passanti scorrere.

Lei era lo spauracchio, la crocefissa, la dea in mostra il cui seno era concesso con violenza agli occhi dei viandanti. Ma troppo era il timore dei semplici verso il perverso e il blasfemo perchè potessero avvicinarsi.

Soltanto un uomo, vestito del medesimo nero dei brandelli che lei coprivano osava avvici arsi. Lo stesso uomo che dolcemente la issó sulla croce. L'unico a cui sentiva di essere grata davvero.

Aartist: Dorian Cleavenger

[mimikiplovesgaming]

Fondest memory for everyone?? :> please?

A trip down memory lane~!

Mimi: Her fondest memory would probably be spending time with her surrogate father Giratina and older "sibling" Marshadow. Gira really likes physical cuddling so it made for a warm snuggle pile

Grim: Meeting Abaddon of course! He didn't know he would be his husband at the time, so it's an even better memory to cherish as the years go by

Skunk: Discovering the multiverse! Ever since the idea of crossovers and the "Joeyverse" came about, it's been a great opportunity to meet other Drews and see other studios. He wouldn't be where he is now without Arthur, Edward and Pierce

Glossy: There's a specifically fond memory for Glossy that took place on Discord a while ago- the gift of transferring Glossy to my mindspace as my own Ego. He was a gift from Fernlom after the egos had been almost abandoned, so he was given to me to take care of. It was such a touching moment and it made me cry tears of joy

Ausham: For Ausham, it's his wedding!!! Recently, he married Chanter on Christmas in 2021! It finally happened after years of crushing on each other, and soon they'll have their own kids!

Silas: The fondest memory for Silas? It would probably be discovering that even though some relationships don't work out as planned, they can still be your best friend. The fact that there's the ability to keep a stable friendship after dating means a lot to Silas and myself

[mimikiplovesgaming]

I was itching to do some digital art, so I decided to do a Heaven landscape! This is the Heaven of Grim's/Skunk's universe, and I had so much fun making it!

The tree in the center is the Tree of Life, the seven chakras in the trunk. The trunk is gold and the roots become the many roads of gold that wind around Heaven. The houses are styled off of the Greeks because I always found that architecture so pretty and I can't do many other houses XD. And of course, the sky is a mix of our light blue sky and the millions of stars of space.

Hope you guys enjoy it! Please reblog/like!

[mimikiplovesgaming]

Okay okay so your ocs how did you come up with them? Please spare no details... :D

Idk man I just get inspired by random things and make them XD

For Skunk- and this was back in like, 2018- everyone was on the Joey train and I was into BATIM and wanted to make my own. So I thought: hmm, what's a trait that no one has yet that would make him unique? And then I thought "ah, hair- hair stripe...skunk stripe...Skunk". Bada bing Bada boom there he was XD

For Grim I got really hooked on the idea of Death having a personality, especially like in the Book Thief. It's all from Death's perspective and really turns him into a character. So I wanted something like that for Grim.

Mimi was originally a sona, then through rp became a totally different character. I love Pokemon to death and Mimikyu and Mudkip are my top 2 faves. So why not mishmash em together?

For Ausham and Glossy, those were originally @fernlom 's boys. Glossy is the representation of motivation and encouragement, and Ausham is now Focus and Devotion. Glossy is super laid back and chill, down to party and protect. Ausham has definitely become the protector, and less of a lone wolf. He's become more of a gentle introvert that will still murder if anyone he loves is hurt

Aaaaand that's pretty much my thought process XD

[grimcorvis]

"Happy birthday to my beloved @abaddonpayne ! I'm so happy I get to celebrate this with him! Coincidentally, it also happens to be the day we married! I'm going to spoil that demon rotten with anything he desires today. He deserves a good birthday after all that he's been through."

[mimikiplovesgaming]

I'm bored

Character asks are open

I'll take Grim, Mimi, Skunk, Glossy, and Ausham

(Ausham was @fernlom 's old ego but now I has him!)

[mimikiplovesgaming]

Grim, 26 (Cheesy date) and 30 (You smell nice)

(imma do Amnesia Grim, that'll make this even better :3) @abaddonpayne

Grim stared at his pale reflection in the mirror across from him, running a brush through his long pitch black hair. He was getting ready for a date with Abaddon, who had insisted that they do this to help Grim's memory. Grim went along with it after the demon brought up the fact that they've been recovering his memories at a slow yet steady pace.

The Reaper pulled his hair back in its traditional braided style and gave one last look at himself. "Guess that's good enough." He mumbled as he slipped on his boots and left the bedroom.

Abaddon was waiting downstairs in the front hall for him, dressed in a red button up shirt and black slacks, his tail swaying anxiously. His red eyes met Grim's silver ones as the pale man came down to meet him.

"Oh! Good, you're ready. I thought you had almost changed your mind." Abaddon smiled, shifting on his feet. He was always worried Grim would turn him down now that Grim was like this, but that hasn't happened yet.

Grim shook his head and a small nervous smile graced his features. "No, I wouldn't do that. I just didn't know what to wear." He rubbed the back of his head, glancing away for a minute. "So... where did you want to go for a date?"

"The cemetery, by the greenhouse." Abaddon took a hold of Grim's hand, guiding him towards the door. "We've had a few dates there, so maybe it'll jog something."

Grim gave a nod and let Abaddon lead him outside. As they walked, something caught his nose and he took a sniff. Lavender, jasmine incense, and vanilla... wasn't that Grim's personal fragrance? Was Abaddon wearing it? Grim stopped walking and Abaddon looked back at him.

"Something wrong Gr-" Abaddon was about to ask a question when Grim pulled Abaddon against him, back to chest. The demon felt Grim lean down to his neck, feeling hot breath ghost against his skin. It made Abaddon's heart jump and his breathing stutter.

"You smell nice." Grim muttered softly next to the demon's ear. "Did you put on my fragrance?"

Abaddon's cheeks felt hot as Grim pulled back, waiting for an answer. That was the last thing he expected Grim to say, let alone do. "W-well, I've been wearing your trenchcoat so often that it kinda rubbed off on me..."

Grim chuckled and placed a hand on Abaddon's head, rubbing between his horns. "That's okay, it's a good smell. I've always enjoyed those three together." He pulled his hand back and took a few steps, opening the cemetery gates. "Well, are you coming?"

Abaddon's heart skipped a beat hearing that familiar Elphaba line. All he could do was nod and mutter under his breath. "That's my part... little tease."

Together they went into the cemetery for their date, holding hands and enjoying the setting sun in the sky.

[grimcorvis]

What's Grim's favorite form he's taken, since you mentioned he was Thanatos in the Greek era?

"Favorite form? Oh goodness, there's so many to think about...hmmm... probably Anubis, the Egyptian god of mummification and death. It was the one time I didn't have to worry about sand getting in my hair since I had a jackal head. Though the fur came with it's own problems...mainly fleas and ticks. Other than that, it was probably one of the best forms I ever took apart from my current one."