#nyru

[glowyskull]

Doodles of my girlie

[ksmaggie]

The Legend of Zelda Oracle of Seasons and Oracle of Ages

[neverchecking]

Cinder Arts some gfs <3

bogng Look at them I love them <33

I told myself I would draw them and it's the weekend so I did <3

Nyru belongs to @glowyskull whose been very gracious with me <3 And who I very much appreciate <33

Aaliyah belongs to me we all know that. that fucking rat <33

At this point she has more bfs/ gfs than most of the Links. Like Nyru, Sage, Ceres, Mae, Rook. She fucks. And yk what? I gotta give Aaliyah credit. Bc my girl has TASTE.

ALSO NO ONE @/ ME ABOUT AALIYAH'S GLOOM MARKINGS THEY WILL NEVER BE CONSISTENT OKAY OKAY-

[commanders-sole-braincell]

"Anyway they said they'd leave us alone weirdest thing"

I swear there's a screen of Cerus squatting at us describing us as delicious or SOMETHING somewhere but I'll be damned if I can find it

bUT anyway "oh no I've tripped, I've fallen" says pact commander, infront of the two large demons, recalling every detail from Goldclaw's books they've ever read

[soxsick]

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[sixosix]

SIX LOOK AT SLEEPY XIAO ☹️☹️

IM GONNA START PUNCHING SHIT

[prismaticpanic]

Did some doodles while I was waiting on a carpool to work this morning.

Playlist decided to throw some AJR and some other vibes at me so we now have an angy upset teetle on our hands oops

[hansoape]

Nyrus my stinko night lords oc! His favorite thing is paper crafts but sometimes uhhh the paper is skin but dw about it. His squad abandoned him during a mission, deeming him unfit of rescue. Now he wanders alone and feral and lowkey scared of everything, even his own shadow. Sure hope no chaos priests adopt him <.< >.> <.<

[angry-trashcan]

Kinktober

Day 17

Threesome or moresome with Ceres, Aaliyah, Nyru, Ruelle, Dovah and Lyly

Each of these characters are friend's LU OCs!

Y'all already know Aaliyah from @neverchecking

Nyru belongs to @glowyskull

Ruelle belongs to @lost4pandora

Dovah belongs to @dreaming-of-lu

Lyly belongs to @lilac-and-daydreams

All of their OC's are incredible and have beautiful art and backstories! I would definitely recommend reaching out to them and asking about them!

N/SFW. MINORS DNI.

At least one.

That was all Aaliyah could think of at the moment. Get at least one out of them before he got home. Sage had a special… talent for ruining the girl’s alone time. Barging in an insisting on joining. She just wanted one time without him. Just one.

Ceres’s body twitched over her, drawing her attention back to the meal in front of her. Aaliyah’s hands moved up to be around Ceres’s hips, pulling them further down into her face. A moan tore through Ceres, sending a warm vibration into the other’s core. Aaliyah’s hips rose to meet Ceres’s lips, her tongue dancing around her clit.

Aaliyah pulled back just a bit. “Fuck, doll. You keep up just like that.” She mumbled it out before digging back in. A loud cry came from Ceres, her lips planted firmly around Aaliyah’s clit.

They now pulled away, letting her hand take her place. “Are you gonna come for me, flower? Are you going to cum with my pussy in your mouth?”

Aaliyah groaned into Ceres as their fingers rubbed faster and faster circles against her. The Shiekah’s head fell back against the pillow as she rocked her hips into the other’s hand. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-“

The door slammed open.

Ceres tore her hand away in shock, completely ruining Aaliyah’s build-up. “You FUCKER! You couldn’t have waited two more fucking minutes?!” Aaliyah shouted, throwing a hand up in frustration.

“I, uh. I can go if you’re going to talk to me like that.” Ruelle’s voice carried over the room.

“We though you were Sage. Sorry for her attitude.” Ceres sat herself more firmly against Aaliyah’s face as if to say ‘shut up’.

Ruelle raised an eyebrow, “Uh-huh. Well, we were waiting on you two but you never came.”

“No kidding.” Aaliyah managed to mumble out. Ceres sat down further.

“Well, sorry you had to see us like this. We’ll be down shortly.” They smiled, tucking a loose curl back into place.

“I think we’re a little tired of waiting.” A new voice came from the doorway.

“Didn’t you hear them?! We’ll be down in a minute!” Aaliyah pushed Ceres away just enough to see the four figures in the doorway.

Dovah spoke again, taking a step towards the bed. “You’ve got quite a mouth on you, don’t you? Why don’t we try to get you to shut up.”

A sweet smell filled the air as Lyly shut the door behind her. Her eyes ran over Ceres’s form, still seated on top of Aaliyah for all to see. “I think I’ve got a few ideas of how.”

Nyru squeaked when Lyly put a hand on her back, urging the shorter woman towards the bed.

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“Stay still.” Dovah breathed against Ceres’s lips, grinding herself further down against Aaliyah. She moved in such a way that their clits would hit against each other with each movement. Aaliyah’s mouth was still busy with Ceres’s sex, keeping her quiet, just as promised. Ceres’s tongue was slipping into Dovah’s lips as they kissed over Aaliyah’s stomach.

Nyru cried out from beside the trio. A similar position was being performed with Ruelle underneath and Lyly between her legs. Nyru attempted to gather her hair into one hand before leaning down to where Lyly and Ruelle connected. Her tongue slipped from her mouth and onto the adjoining clits, flicking them rapidly.

“Oh my, what a good little one we’re got here.” Lyly took Nyru’s hair from her hand, holding it for herself. “Look how eager she is to please us, Ruelle.” The woman moaned a response into Nyru’s cunt.

Ceres watched the scene beside them, moaning at the sight. “Like what you see?” Dovah’s voice reached them in their trance. Ceres swallowed down a cry when Aaliyah bit down on her clit. Instead, she nodded. “Why don’t you get to it then, huh?” She grabbed the back of Ceres’s head. Pushing her down until she was next to the two women’s clits. “Go on now. Lick them.”

They were more than happy to obey, letting their tongue loll from their lips to meet them.

“Come on, baby girl.” Lyly’s voice was dripping in honey with every word. “Are you going to cum or not? You do have the best seat in the house right now.” Nyru whined as she rocked her hips deeper into Ruelle’s face. The taller’s tongue swirling rapidly against her. “Come on, just let go.” Nyru came with a loud screech, the place where Ruelle’s face met her lapping up every bit that she would give her. “That’s right, just like that.” Lyly’s words came out broken as they reached their own high, only keeping the speed of her hips so that Ruelle could reach her own. Ruelle let out a loud moan into Nyru, her hips bucking up into Lyly’s as she came.

“You’re just gonna let them have all the fun? Come on. Both you need to cum for me.” Dovah pushed Ceres’s head further into them, holding her there as she ground herself hard against Aaliyah. Aaliyah moaned, but never let down on her ministrations with Ceres’s clit. Aaliyah came first, coating Ceres’s face and Dovah’s sex with a thick sheen. Ceres followed shortly after, the vibrations of the moans carrying her through it. “There you go. There you fucking go-“ Dovah only slowed when her own orgasm washed over her. She moaned, her breathing fast from the orgasm.

The room grew quiet, save for the heavy breathing and quiet whimpers when a few of them readjusted themselves. Ceres sat up, turning to face Nyru. They smiled at her, reaching out to bring her into a kiss. Fingers intertwined into hair as they kissed slowly, the mixed tastes of the others dancing along their tongues. Ceres's free hand came up to trace over Nyru's nipple, earning a small gasp from her.

Nyru pulled back first, “Do you have another one in you?”

“What kind of question is that?” Ceres laughed, breathlessly.

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Lyly walked out of the room first, pushing her hair back over her shoulder. She almost didn't notice Sage standing in the middle of the hallway, eyes wide with shock.

"Did you just fuck my wife?"

"Yeah, sure did. We're hungry though, mind getting us something going?" Lyly patted his shoulder as she passed by him.

The rest of the women trailed out of the room, all paying him little mind as they walked past him. His eyes traced over each of them, taking notes of the marks littering their skin as they did.

Ceres smiled at him as she stumbled into the hallway. "Oh! Hey, Sage! I didn't realize you were home!" They leaned up to kiss his cheek before continuing down the way. "Is there tea going downstairs? I really need some."

He turned his body to watch her go, his jaw slack. Aaliyah came out last, leaning against the door frame as she pulled her sleeve up over her shoulder. "Hey, I thought you would have been back awhile ago." She smiled at him.

He laughed, "Have fun?"

She smiled wider, walking up to him. "You have no idea."

[sapientiiae-a]

@guideoftime dumped every emotion possible into my inbox Castle Town every year held the Festival of Lights. It was of course dedicated to the Royal Family but also to the Golden Goddesses and the Triforce. Hylia wasn’t as big at this festival, since it was directed more toward Din, Nyru and Farore. Sheik, during his first lifetime, only saw the festival a handful of times. Typically at a distance too. His mother took Zelda each year, up until their destiny got in the way and all hell broke loose.  This year the King had assigned a few guards to escort Zelda to it and Sheik had carefully, made it very clear, he would not be anywhere near it. The King doesn’t give him a lot of leniency, probably thinks Sheik should bend to every single one of his commands (and rightfully so since he should), but when it came to Castle Town–he let it pass. Sheik knows why, the only reason he let it go, was the one time he had dragged him there had been–a bit of a disaster.  No one wants to see a Sheikah in the midst of a panic attack. It’s not very dignifying.  So the King lets this one thing go, and Zelda gets assigned a few guards he thinks he can trust. Sheik would have liked to have picked them, but beggars can’t be choosers and it wasn’t as if he’d trust anyone who wasn’t himself anyway.  He’s impatiently awaiting Zelda’s return when he catches a bit of gossip from the guards. He listens a moment and then swings himself down from the tree, landing in front of them and searching their gazes with his own piercing red eyes. “What do you mean you lost the Princess?” Zelda has a rather terrible habit of attempting to escape the guards. Usually, she’s a bit more clever. She does it only when she goes to Kakariko and that’s to ensure she isn’t stalked to Sheik’s house. Which, he does appreciate, he simply wishes she would choose her safety over his privacy. Escaping guards in Castle Town during a festival? If the King didn’t give her a lecture she could be sure that he’s going to.  Castle Town is bustling with energy, bubbling with life. Lights are strung up across it, lanterns lit. It’s beautiful, especially for the season, but Sheik’s about as tense as they come. His heart is in his throat, for multiple reason, and he’s trying his absolute hardest to not look anyone in the eyes. To not see their faces. It makes searching for the Princess rather difficult.  Every bit of blonde hair is searched intently, made sure it’s not her, and he grows more restless the further in Castle Town he needs to go. There’s an edge to his body that seems to frighten a few people, they move away from him, it isn’t helping him any.  When he finally finds her he’s strung high, having difficulty pulling air into his lungs. He doesn’t even glance at the vendor she’s standing at, his attention only focused on the back of her head. He steps up to her side and reaches his hand out, his trembling grip grasping her wrist and pulling her to turn and face him. He isn’t sure what expression he’s making, what she can see even with the mask on, but he feels seconds away from just sitting on the ground and shutting the world out.  It shouldn’t be this hard to breathe.  “Zelda.”  Her name tumbles from his lips, hushed, a whisper, desperate. Even with their developing–relationship–not once has he actually called her name. It feels almost like a crime to do but he’s also never felt so picked apart and raw in front of her before. The very carefully crafted layers that surrounded him torn off in the face of this place. These people.  And he needs her. In far too many ways at the moment. 

It was a game they played. Or more so, it was a game that she played.

When her father assigned a slew of guards to keep watch of her during the Festival of Lights, she knew it would be all too easy. She knew details of every single guard under her father’s command, including how attentive they could (or couldn’t) be. The King was doing his best, but he wasn’t as aware of their behavior — not in the way her and Sheik were.

No, Sheik would have selected guards that were far more watchful. It would have made her game difficult, though not impossible. 

Lucky for her, Sheik HADN'T been the one in charge of the assignment. The night before, she’d already woven several careful plans in her mind, crafting the most opportune moments for her escape. And if a plan didn’t work? Well she’d created more than enough backups to allow her the freedom she desired.

It would have been nice to not have to be monitored nearly all hours of the day, but that was the life of a Princess.

It was during the lighting of the lanterns and the fist round of fireworks that Zelda made her escape. Castle Town was much more lively — and packed — than usual. Between the new bursts of light and echoing BOOMS along with the unavoidable jostle of the crowd, it was all too easy to slip out of sight of the guards.

It also helped that she had years of experience from her trips to visit Sheik in Kakariko.

Once free of the babysitters, Zelda was allowed to explore the vendor booths in peace. She greets each of them with a warm smile and excitement, fully immersed in the festivities and sharing in their laughter. Special pastries and other fares are passed in delight, each of the vendors eager to share their recipes with the princess. Children participate in games and run about with noise makers, which Zelda had been happy to help a woman distribute. She even partook in some of the games the children played, the sight of their smiles bringing warmth to her heart.

When Zelda had a moment to excuse herself from the children’s game, she finds herself at another vendor booth, ordering herself a glass of mead for refreshment. She is just reaching forward to grab the glass when she is interrupted, a shaky grip curling around her wrist and forcing her away from the vendor booth. Eyes WIDEN in surprise at the sight of Sheik before her, but that surprise quickly morphs into panic. She wasn’t distressed about Sheik finding her; her alarm is instead brought by the condition he is in.

 Sheik’s look is one of TORMENT, as if he is on the verge of crumbling. Even through the mask she could see that he was not okay.

“Zelda.”

Her name. It falls from betwixt his lips, barely detectable against the bustle of the crowd. When was the last time he spoke her name? Had he EVER spoken it? In that moment, she couldn’t recall if he’d ever used it, even when they were kids. It was always ‘Princess’ or ‘Your Highness.’ Never Zelda.

And she realized just how DIRE the situation was. 

This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to be here. Her little game with the guards had backfired.

Immediately do her arms wind around Sheik’s body out of fear he may collapse at any moment, her own body now pressed flush against him in hopes that it will keep him stabilized. 

“Sheik! Sheik!” There is panic in her voice as she looked up at the male, gnawing anxiously at her lip as she tried to detect if he could hold on just a little longer. “We need to get you back to Kakariko — back to your house. Can you make it?”

[glowyskull]

Doodlin

[kawipastell1928]

Pokémon Players that I interacted with in Pokémon Sword/Shield in the Wild Area, Isle of Armor, and Crown Tundra on February 18, 2024!

I will be putting the name shown to me in game, and only put names in English so I apologize to any foreign Trainers I had to leave out due to unable to write your name in your language, but I love you all the same! Names have been wrote down EXACTLY as I saw them in game, so yes, these are what people names themselves. Enjoy! ✨

NAchos

Beau

Nyrus

doddsy

Monii

SWSH

Robin

Miku

Hasana

Fabien

Kaibs

qee?

monster

Redtvgs

Jensen

keke

Nick

Kevin

Unidentified

???

joshua

Xiiaaoo

Shadow

Kevin

jayden

Fer

Leon

Lance

Claude III

tristan

Cassi

Tengu

Goblin

Kedar

SphinxDarrell

tretops

WXP

Poten

malik

Alejandro

metehan

Lucifer

Ivan

Dax

Lexi

pvtlorde

Max

Xaiden

Christina

Tails-X

Evo

Chris

AlphaHD

Isaiah

logantheGOAT

bobby

Davina

nico22

Riley

Jon

Correnyan

Moka

yt

Klaus

Aimee <3

everett5109

X-Alexa

Maako

Rufus

Raya

Maisie

felix

John

Lecinēna

beto

wolf

david

Lela

cap

Bossmo

nanat

Iker

GodHatesMe

Mauve

KC-Reno

Prim

gibo

Lloyd

jose silva

Loz

Samuel

Ragnar

Hate

✨⭐OG_Gamer⭐✨

Fabin

Izzy

SloppyJ

ash ketchup

EMAN

ash

Caysen F

micky

Hamza

Mlsw

Emma

Tippy

Stefan

kaysen

Deathkiller

jacob

Rodders83

Max

Pharynx

Joeru

Beth

Jay

Cristian

Krayola

Kelligy

Rain

Lieb

Zacian.net

colton

KingTenz0

Dennis

pokecollcRA

Azura

Sceptor

Leo

Caleb

Charlie

Briare

Moon Mermaid

Morgan

wwe!

Michael

Marios

Adam

Garrett

Paula

8 Bit King

Snowman

philliphoph

Uzay

Grey

liam

razzy

Ryan

NakedRaider

Rage

Lisa

fizzy

MOK

jhalex

Luis Hansel

Ape

Fire

Aragorn

Raynare

Paulie

andrew

Osmar

q

melira

Lars

Kaden

Cola

emir

MasterLuCaZz

Ben

sonic

nigaloadeon

Lucas

Dee

Jen

Caleb

Rebellious

Luce

Hannah

Roo

Nyx

Blue

Neffy

Cummies

Edward

Giselle

Mike

Daniel

Dusty

honey

Marcus

Luna

keren wolf

Ayden

Devin

[taylor]

this is a really cute idea, there’s this website to decorate a virtual christmas tree and send little messages that i can’t read until christmas! if u wanna decorate my tree and say something nice, here’s my link :) https://decomytree.com/home?hashedId=1_DNJjO-nYru

[healstars]

@uncertainlogic sent: what are you working on ?

The Enterprise's medical bay is absolutely lovely. A bit small for someone of his size, but he couldn't really complain. Not now when he had room to work and no one to get in his way. Joseph didn't count. Cabha technically worked for him, it would be rude to kick him out. "Watch." He stands before a table with two blooming plants on it. A nyru blossom known for easing pain and a red tillen for stemming blood flow. Bright pearlescent horn nods at both, drawing their flowers together to create a new floret entirely. Stepping back, the unicorn bends his neck to turn on a scanner near the pots with his nose. Not quite as effective as someone with hands, though it still beeped with new information. Unnamed so far-yet as effective as a biobed or generator for mild to moderate injuries. "I'll need to test it, of course, but I hope it will save both you and I resources."

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[rxdshelter]

Todo el crédito se lo lleva Min Nyru.

El joven rapero y compositor de 21 años tiene un increíble amor por los gatos, inspirando a su hermano mayor quien logró crear desde cero este lugar para el cuidado de los animales, todo como regalo de cumpleaños que ha intentado mantener en secreto durante meses.

La idea de Xán, su hermano quien es arquitecto, es que Nyru celebre sus 22 vueltas al sol al lado de su familia y al mismo tiempo la inauguración—siendo el mismo día—para que reciba como regalo el título de dueño y fundador de "RXD SHELTER", nombre alusivo a su firma personal.

“—Él suele llevar a casa un gato nuevo cada semana, usualmente están heridos o se ven muy desnutridos, otras veces sólo los toma de la calle porque pensó que eran lindos y hemos discutido más de una ocasión debido a ello." Nos contó su hermano. "—Me gusta que se preocupe por el bienestar de los gatitos, pero no podemos tener seis o siete gatos nuevos al mes corriendo por toda la casa. Su gran corazón me hizo ver que este proyecto crecería en grande bajo su cuidado, sin límite de cupo."

"Merecen (los gatos) tener su propio espacio y que seamos capaces de estar presentes en cada aspecto de su recuperación."