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InkySol
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A registered cryptid regularly mistaken for a raccoon. I also like to write.
He/They|21|AroAce|Adult Content 🔞, will be Horny on Main
If you harass people over fiction, get away from me.
Icon is from here: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1306309
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I offer Cetacea and Lir (drawn images by fmd_art and Poppypari, other two are Picrews)!
Cetacea tends to take care of the orphans at the sanctum and works as a regular healer.
Lir is a whole bucket of issues but is working through them slowly with found family.
He's also Cetacea's son in law!
A purple demon woman dressed in a blue gown talks to her son, a human dressed in orange robes. A Picrew of the purple demon woman, she has long white hair, a singular horn, and wears pearl jewelry. A male elf dressed in a purple gown with black accents, he is wearing purple makeup and looking off to the side. A Picrew of the same elf man, now showing his yellow eyes, one black scelara, and vitiligo. He has white hair and looks either shy or irritated, hard to say.
April 1, 2025 at 4:34 PM
inkysol.bsky.social
To start, some dogs! Otis and Maggie are my babies, I would kill for them.
A dog laying down, covered by a blanket. A black and white Boston terrier looking over a person's knees. A dog laying down on a blanket.
November 7, 2024 at 6:54 PM
inkysol.bsky.social
Little sneaky peek of an older thing I wanted to share. Perhaps one day this will become a full-fledged piece I can post.
The sky was swimming again, rivulets of indigo and purple running through a dark, dark blue, all dotted with needle-poke stars. The stars themselves glow white and blue and red and yellow, twinkling and shining as if they're winking from up on high. It's one of Drifter's favorite sights, and sometimes those rivulets run so brightly that he wants to reach up and cup them in his palms. He wonders if they'd taste like starlight, or if they'd stain his mouth blue and pink and purple. he wonders if they'd slip right through his fingers because he was never meant to hold them at all. Drifter knows he can't reach up and pour the streaks of color out of the sky, he knows he can't touch it, but he raises his arms and fans his fingers out as wide as he can. Maybe, he thinks, maybe one day he'll be able to touch the sky and pick out the stars from the felt of the night, maybe one day he could find out what starlight tastes like.
March 30, 2024 at 4:23 AM