#w@tchtower grotto

[winterywitch]

🍥 fuckpaper #1: the pearl king 🍥

today im making seamless wallpapers inspired by my ocs owo

its about as close to perfect as i could convince it to be with my current skills

if you wanna use it for a blog or smth you dont have to credit me or anything i would just wanna know if youre using it and see it... validation as an artist/designer is nice

[thesleepiestspiny]

Everything Happened So Fast

Happy birthday Kara! -------------  Before Forrest sat someone who was called many things.

The Cleric of Disorder. The Avatar of Oblivion. The Herald of The End. Lord Mezmerane. But Forrest had a different name for him. Mezmerane knew. And as much as it made him growl, he never corrected him over it. He placed his hands on the demigod's shoulders, causing him to demonstrably shiver. He tilted his head just enough to look back at Forrest. "Mnnh" he grumbles, knowing perfectly well what he's in for. Forrest snickers, and leans in. "Come oooon. Just one night?" If this was his actual body, his blood would've run cold very briefly. His already-wavering smile seemed to be fighting to retain a conflicted -but more comfortably humane- expression. This had been going very differently from how he anticipated. He figured it would be simple; Convince an ousider, in this case a human, to work for him in return for a sample of his power. When did he find himself here, and why.

He thought back to when he taught Forrest how to use chaos-enchanted artifacts. How eager he was to use them, the genuine amazement it brought him to be able to call these items his and his alone.The sheer joy he took in how little sense it made. Forrest had found something wonderful that day, and it wasn’t just the cool gear. It was someone who could understand him quite well. Based on what the cleric told him, they had very common goals and potentially similar origins. He wasn’t THAT vocal about it, but the things he did say seemed earnest..

A quick shake of the head brings Mezmerane back to the present hour. He was in the Forrest's room because he wanted to give a final debriefing. But the sly lizard coaxed him onto the bed. Let him feel how soft it was. And now he was making sure Mezmerane knew how warm a human could feel, hands resting on his shoulders.

..."Alright. At least this night." he replied. He hugged him, a bit lighter this time. “Thank you.”

He hadn't felt so defeated before, as he laid down next to Forrest. But something started clicking in his head when he felt the human’s fingers worm their way under his hood. He slowly scratched the demigod’s shaven head, and to the surprise of both of them, Mezmerane emitted a deep rumbling purr not long after. Forrest giggled quietly as Mezmerane looked somewhere between a pout and a legitimate, close-lipped smile. “What an odd puppy you are,” he said, hugging him close.

No no, something in his head mused. This wasn’t defeat. This was familiar to him. And as he rested a claw over Forrest’s shoulder, slowly combing the other though the human’s vibrant green hair, he found himself actually at relative ease for the first time in over fifty years. His mind was still an addled mess. But a lot of the pain it caused sort of melted into the background listening to the soft sighing and the calm whispering as he pulled Mezmerane closer. And he was fine with that.

After the attack, Forrest came back through the gateway, battered and a bit cut up, but smiling through his heavy breaths. Mezmerane strolled up to him. “So, how did it go, sir?” He laughed, suddenly hugging Mezmerane close briefly. “I didn’t quite kill any of them... but i’ve never done something so fun before. It was all this delightful blur.” Mezmerane took a minute to process this, mostly because he the hug took him off guard. Fuck, he kind of wanted to be back in that bed again. No no. For once in your life, focus.  “I see... Well, i’m glad to see someone appreciates the fine art of dissonant space.” Mezmerane slowly parted Forrest’s arms and placed a hand to his shoulder. “I was hoping you’d take at least one of them, but I can’t blame you; even for the amateurs they are, they’re pretty strong. But I appreciate you coming along.” He led Forrest over to a chair he had made, and tended to his wounds with a mix of salves and what little healing magic he was capable of. With a snap of his fingers, a portal leading right back to Forrest’s room appeared. “Right then. I feel like we’re done for now. If you want to try for another round, whisper the sacred words and all that and i’ll set you up again.” Forrest moved towards the gate, but turned his head before he went through. “Maybe you could do some more whispering for me sometime too, alright?” Mezmerane stared blankly, realization dawning on his face as Forrest disappeared through it with a chuckle. And somewhere in the back of Mezmerane’s head, he heard a brief, awkward chuckle. Oh fuck.

[salora-rainriver]

*catches a skitty* 

... Nageki

[winterywitch]

i decided it would be fun to draw Every Single OC From This Particular Setting and ran out of steam 3/4 of the way through rip

[winterywitch]

can I call that lost king guy "higgins?" higgins who got really lost in the music one day and can't get out

scratch that last ask, i have found out that higgins's name is in fact yukai-toki. he has escaped a goofy name. for now. 

i want to add “higgins who got really lost in the music one day and now cant get out” to his list of aliases on his toyhou.se profile so bad

[winterywitch]

https://t.co/XDfaYKWOsL?amp=1

‪noct just rediscovered a personality test i wrote a year ago or so (so some of the character designs are outdated) with my ocs, but its super fun, you guys should take it and tell me who you got‬

[winterywitch]

[tw eye scream implied, blood]

>you can't think of any other words to describe what just happened, other than "fair"

[winterywitch]

finished my first commission!! ^ q ^ its for @zazozaliad, a sketch of our Big OC Ship

so the fun thing is they gave me a prompt after being shown the word “butterflies” three times in a row on some prompt generator website, and since the wood where allegory’s temple is has some freaky spiders and bugs there i figured like - ok, who’s to say there aren’t Large Butterflies, and those large butterflies are molded in the shape of friends??? so yknow at some point during their Completely Platonic Companionship, priest rennuid is showing pastor the less terrifying bugs

(he thinks all the bugs and arachnids are cute, but he understands why outsiders wouldnt understand)

commission info

[winterywitch]

Also Yukai-toki seems very relatable and I would choose his dating sim route bc I like relatable characters

you and him just sit at a restaurant and put your heads on the table, wearily murmuring “same hat” over and over again

[winterywitch]

Looking through your ocs for w@tchtower grotto I would love to date Forrest nakagawa! He seems very very cute and energetic

awawa thank you!! ^_^ he would be a fun dating sim route and it would probably end up heartwarming if kind of terrifying at first in some ways

[winterywitch]

Desiderius or pastor

this choice is kinda fun to me considering theyre brothers, you COULD technically get both in a Sexy Brothers Trope Route. not like, a creepy incest thing just yknow, youre dating both of them and theyre brothers

desiderius would be very sweet, his ptsd would make a lot of things hard and so would his depression but i feel like you two would understand each other to a degree and get along

pastor would take such good care of you, he’s a perfect man if a little stubborn at times

[winterywitch]

as a person who has Promblematic and even just flat out horrific kintypes for coping/projection/AU reasons im not at all scared of the ppl who would inevitably kin w/ nana

IM SCARED OF THE ANTI ANTIS WHO WOULD STAN HIM

[winterywitch]

someone suggested i draw nana and the drifter on a date and i took some liberties with the idea

[winterywitch]

nana: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sure yes i was abused by an (looks at smudged writing on his and) ant tea

anti anti tumblr: (IMMEDIATELY LIFTING HIM UP AS A MARTYR FIGURE