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Angel|🕸Webbed Heart🧡🔞

@angelemeritus.bsky.social

🔞NSFW!🔞 She/They, Pan+Poly 🧡💜, NeuroSpicy af! 30s white Simp of ✨many✨ fictional men! In her DBFZ & DBXV2 era!🩵💚💙 Harazumi the world!!🩵🧡 Catboy Leon Kennedy on Dynamis +multiple OC haver&shipper!~ 💬DMs open. Banner by AitorArt on X.

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Angel|🕸Webbed Heart🧡🔞@angelemeritus.bsky.social · 2w ago

we are finally out of medical debt and dad's almost fully recovered!! \ o / i still have other things that are catching up to me though. i truly appreciate those who have supported already. still offering gposes and character creation; reposts appreciated as always 🙏🏻🖤

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Angel|🕸Webbed Heart🧡🔞@angelemeritus.bsky.social · 4w ago

dad's back home, on meds and he should recover fine still out on more than half of my income im so tired man

TAHK0@tahk0.bsky.social · 2d ago

I hate genAI and I want it to die but no matter how good AI “art” gets it’s inherently never going to be more interesting than human made art so that does give me some comfort

I R A@roira.bsky.social · 23h ago

Real talk for a moment here because this is something a friend mentioned happening to him recently: When someone is happy to show a change they made to their ocs, saying shit like "I like it but I prefer how it was before" is never welcomed. Nobody asked you. The person is happy with their choice.

Angel|🕸Webbed Heart🧡🔞@angelemeritus.bsky.social · 16h ago

im speedrunning archon quest for my free chiori, and since im too late for odette banner i decided to try for vodyanitsa and HI?? i never win in this damn game i stg. what's happening 😭🙏🏻 officially saving for nicole, then chasca/odette (whichever gets a rerun FIRST of those two)

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elspie @ gpose comms@elspie.etheirys.social · 4mo ago

#lsp:writes • fellas, do you ever wanna gobble up an entire world of light bc you think your absent mother prepared for you a feast? read my post-storge outline when cred finds out cherry’s been actively lying + glamouring over changes from lightpoisoning + then she says the most outrageous shit

"it has to be me," she whispers, pressing even closer to him. his heart stutters in his chest as he makes a sound between a gasp and a sigh. she buries into his chest, hiding her face in the collar of his large white coat. she cannot bear his distress. she wants to take it all unto herself. in some ways, with the echo, she does-but it multiplies and magnifies his despair within her instead of erasing it. "and what is 'it' supposed to mean?" he asks, not bothering-or unable-to mask his frustration and impatience. "what am I supposed to do with that?" "dearest thancred," she murmurs, shaking her head. there is nothing for him to do. she slowly raises herself up, her gaze locking with his as she brings their eyes level. "thancred, I am sorry," she begins, her chest aching for him. "I am sorry that you are fated to love hydaelyn's daughters, and that we are fated to go where you cannot follow." the look he gives her makes her blood run cold. "what did you just say to me?" his voice is quiet. dangerous. she has only heard him speak that way before attacking someone. alarmed, her tail puffs and raises in the air behind her, unfurling from its place around his thigh. her ears raise, fur stands on end, and she cannot help but stare at him wide-eyed as she scrambles to pull away from him, as if burned by the proximity she has so desperately craved.his hand tangles in her damp hair at the roots as he grips her head, holding her in place against him — although she is certain, with rising panic, that he does not very much want to touch her at all. her gut twists and flips, and suddenly her lack of dinner catches up with her as her empty stomach threatens to riot from nerves. "i-i-" she stammers, but she does not know what to say. she was just being honest. "what a uniquely *cruel* thing to say," he sneers. she has hit a nerve, his grief for minfilia-ascilia-still fresh and festering, even if he seems to have accepted ryne's new personhood with open arms and paternal pride. but it is true. minfilia, ryne, the warrior of light-all god-touched, to varying degrees. and the god that has selected them is a demanding one. "it is a uniquely cruel fate, thancred," she whispers, voice strained as if his hand were around her throat and not the back of her head. "I do not envy the path you walk." "don't," he snaps, tugging her back as he sits up fully. her neck strains as he forces her to look up at him rather than keeping their faces even. "don't do that." "do not do what?" "speak as if your fate is already sealed, and that there is nothing to do about it. you should have told us, rhyse! ryne can—she can stay the light with her new powers, and—""a bandage on a gunshot," cherry counters, shaking her head—or trying to despite how he holds her in place. she closes her eyes, partially pained, partially to submit and break eye contact first. she whines softly as she looks up at him again, her eyes— unsettling and paler than is natural, she knows— dancing over his face. he looks so severe-furious— and yet is still so handsome that it makes her heart flutter. "you don't know that," he argues, pulling her head back further. she goes all but limp, letting him do what he wants to her. "this is my duty," she whispers. "thancred, you know it is. you were there when she first spoke to me. from the start, mother has guided me to turn to the light-to believe in it, and worship it, and nurture it. and here I have been granted an abundance of it beyond my wildest dreams—my birthright!" her voice grows stronger as she explains the gut feeling she has had for moons-her excitement grows as she thinks, maybe, thancred will understand, and she can unburden herself from her silence- "—you sound like a fanatic. this is *not* what she has ever meant—" "oh, you have talked to her yourself?" cherry is not certain where the words even came from. she shuts her mouth so fast that her teeth clack togther before she locks her jaw, eyes growing wide in surprise as his narrow with anger and outrage."perhaps the ascian was right after all. perhaps hydaelyn is indeed a primal, and you are tempered. I don't know what else would explain how you have been speaking to me today." cherry winces as if he slapped her. his hand twitches in her hair, but does not let up. "thancred, for years she has directed me to the light-suffused it with my very being during my resurrection! it—it is *mine*-—| will take it. I will take it all! I promise!" thancred looks at her with pity more than anything. it makes her feel terrible. "rhyse, too much of one element is disastrous. you must know that." "I know that I have a job to do. one she gave me herself. one no one else can do—or should ever have to try. she has been preparing me for this! my aether—it is already light-aspected and has been growing moreso as I have gotten stronger-" "stronger?" he scoffs. "x'rhyse, look at yourself-you sleep for a week after taking on a warden—" "and who else should take them on? it has to be me, thancred!" his hand leaves her hair in favor of gripping her chin instead. "i'm not losing you. not you, too."
elspie @ gpose comms@elspie.etheirys.social · 4mo ago

writing post-storge chercred and this girl is fanatically talking about the light as her birthright and promising to sup on all the light in norvrandt and the empty beyond. someone get her a muzzle