Aug 23, 2020
My recent(ish) human art.
Luhistus in her hibrida form and Najimael/Jinan and Niem/Zolne enjoying each other.
Najimael/Jinan belongs to my wife Deenath, Luhistus and Niem/Zolne are mine.
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My recent(ish) human art.
Luhistus in her hibrida form and Najimael/Jinan and Niem/Zolne enjoying each other.
Najimael/Jinan belongs to my wife Deenath, Luhistus and Niem/Zolne are mine.
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2, 4, 11, 12 (or some of those) with Luhistus! >8D
yAY QUESTIONS (thank youu!!)Oh Luhistus. What a choice. 2. Do they have any annoying quirks? If so, what are they?They tend to sigh and hum a lot while talking; and when she’s usually just circling around the questions and trying to make you look like a fool, it can get a bit annoying. 4. Any addictions? (Food, sex, drugs/alcohol, shopping, power/control, etc.)
Control and power definitely, though she can be very patient when wanting something. Also sex. 11. What are their intellectual shortcomings?
She’s very intelligent and able to shift things around but... she can very easily misjudge another’s intelligent and think that they are the boss in every situation. Overly cocky and -confident, too. She also doesn’t play well with real feelings and with caring, so she also thinks they are just something to slow her down; and like we all know, sometimes feelings are the most powerful thing we have.
12. At least one thing that they tend to overreact to.She really hates being wet. Her looks have to be spotless or she throws a fit. Also she turns overly cold if someone doesn’t like her singing - or tries to be better at it.
The beast talked and it talked some more by Khasuri
The air was hot and full of blood and Marras knew something followed his every step. An echo filled with sharp laughter; a giggle that broke his bones and carved his soul hollow. He had heard it just before leaving into this cursed trip, that mocking laugh, it drove him closer to the edge than anything before. A beast's laugh, nothing else, nothing more. Its breathing came closer with sudden leaps, it echoed just to come back and to crawl onto his skin. The sensation made Marras turn his head a bit - only to see a disfigured shadow of a female he thought he has known. It smiled, it smirked, it grinned. It laughed and laughed a bit more; and with hoarse voice it talked and it talked some more. "Run, run the child of haunted fire, run to your skeleton gates Fresh ice in your eyes, bright defiance in your spine DO YOU SEE ME, DO YOU SEE ME?" He didn't dare answer for the beast was only an image, a nightmare from the gods meant to lead him astray. But the beast was there still, it sang and it screamed and it breathed through its teeth and nose. Green smoke swallowed them both for a moment and it was a moment enough. "WHY SO GRIM AND SOMBER, ARE YOU TORN ASUNDER? IS IT THE BEAST YOU LOVE OR LOVE TO HATE?" An image, a nightmare, a promise what there was to come. The beast was his wife, his darling wife, his plotting wife. She was beast-kind, she was a laugh under breath, she was everything, she was nothing. This was a future the gods offered, the future she would surely choose. With shivering voice he answered: "Yes."