W̷̛̛̜͖̻̘͓̩̹͓̉̽̀̀̍͂͑͋a̸̧̼̩͒͑́͊͊̀̆̈͌̕k̵̦͕͚̦̘̜̆ẹ̵͋͐̈͊̇͒̀͝͠ ̷̨̤̱̪̫̻̩̀́̃͒̓̕͠u̵͎͙̘̤̲̙͔̻̰̰̿͒̃̓̃̈̕p̵̡̦͙̩̮̪̞̟͊̉̈́͆̐͑͐̋͛̕.̴̨̛̛̛͎̙̪͖̥̒͒̐̅́̅ ̴̧̧̛̹̳͕̤̩͗͌̽̿͆̃D̴̝̯͚͛͌́͌̿̑a̷̡͚̰̮͉͒͜͠ͅd̵̻̮̠̘͉̬͍͊̿͋͊̅̊̽͊͗̂d̷̢͈̰̔̅̏̒̃͑̀̒ý̴̧̢̯̪̹̰͇̯̽̈́͝'̶̮͚͍̀̽̿̈̎͝͝s̷̡̺͉͙̈́̈̋̆́̀͗̃͠ ̸̢̢̛̲̯͖̺̖́̀̾̓̊̎ͅh̷̼̮̞̬̔̌̆̐̿́̃̓͘ǫ̴̯̺̭̘̝͎͈̍̌͗͐m̷̩̫̲̜̜͈̣͕̌̂̒̏̎͜ͅȩ̶͕̝̠̺͍̞̉!̶̰͕͚͍͚̩̙͙͉̂̅

*She rolled her eyes the first sentence the possessed doll spoke.* "And what would you gain from the knowledge of my world if you hail from a whole different realm? It would simply be trivial to learn about him,

*Sigh* "I'll just kidnap that blacksmith again."

"I haven't had my nails done in ages... Do they make files for dragons?"

"I should've expected such an answer from a being so bizzare as yourself... *She looks down at the porcelain being with a inquisitive stare Excuse my manners, but I'm more thsn positive most others would have asked that question in the exact same format."

( @themoonwardwitch.bsky.social ) "What do you need more than two faces for?"

⠀⠀═════ ⋆ 🌑 ⋆ ═════ 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. ⠀⠀═════ ⋆ 🌕 ⋆ ═════ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⌘ Ranni the Witch ∯ #RPSKY | #MVRP | #ELDENRINGRP | #SoulsborneRP ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⌘ Casual / Serious

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⃣ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ❝ Lυʂƚ ϝσɾ ɱҽ , ⠀⠀⠀ αɳԃ ɠιʋҽ ɱҽ ყσυɾ ρσɯҽɾ ❞ ⃣⠀ ⃣ ↻ & ♡ ⃣⠀⠀⠀ ⃣ ⠀⠀⠀

“The perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.” A canon divergent portrayal of the XENOMORPHS written by SUNDER. 30+ writer. 18+ content including fictional gore, dismemberment, mutilation, etc. Minors and Lewd-Focused accounts DNI.

"You sound just like my 𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, and what would you do after the worlds destruction?"

Ah... Anyways, take her there. She always enjoys a hot climate.

Palace? Who is she, the Queen of limbo? Or just a Queen of her own limbo.

... Is it hot there?

"I'll say, those bite sized morsels are always so intrusive with their questions."

"Is that a threat?"

"Makes enough sense..."

Unfortunately, that information will never be released... Publicly.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄. “𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥!” Entropos, the bringer of cosmic decay. With the form of a gargantuan snake with endless eyes like a furnace, it seeks only to eat until all of existence reaches an inevitable halt.

... You do not want to know.

The broodmother belongs to her mate, and her mate ONLY. She cannot be owned or kept as anything else...

*She raised a brow.* "Whatever depictions we're represented as, I will immediately disregard. For what you see before you, is what you get, Mortal. Let me give you just glimpse in the kingdom of our draconic kind." *She clears her throat, ready to present her explanation.*

* 𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎. * 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢. [ ❤️ + 🔄 , please. ]

The broodmother is not to be taken as a pet...

"And I have to get over the fact that you're a talking simian." *She holds her palms up in a sarcastic confusion with a smug grin. Resting her hands below her chin again.* "Isn't that just so strange?"

"Do you seriously have to look at me like that, (𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳?) "

"Such a gentleman you are to assist me, Good sir~" *She'd pick his helm up, and dropped it to where it fell perfectly on his head, although she put it on the wrong way... She realized her error and turned it arkund to where his eyes would be.*

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝑭͟𝐼𝑁𝐴𝐿 ̵̵̵𝑫̵𝑬̵𝑭̵𝑬̵𝑵̵𝑺̵𝑬̵ \\ 𝒲𝑌𝑉𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐴'𝑆 𝑈𝐿𝑇𝐼𝑀𝐴͟𝑇𝐸 𝑾𝑬𝑨𝑷𝑶𝑵 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ·ï¡————☫————¡ï· ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝒯͟𝑂 𝔼ℚ𝕌𝔸͟𝕃͟ 𝕯͟𝑹͟𝑨͟𝑮͟𝑶͟𝑵͟𝑺͟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝒮̵̵𝐴̵𝑉̵𝐼̵͟𝑂̵𝑅̵ // 𝕯𝑬𝑺͟𝑻𝑹𝑶𝒀𝑬𝑹

*Her grip soon loosened, she has kept him alive this long, why waste such a interesting conversation now? She would turn her hand up and opened her palm so he wouldn't be wriggling and struggling in her hold...* "I would much rather you demonstrate how well you clean, Mortal.

"O-hoho! Why that's just so cute~" *Onyxia slowly crushed the knight in her grasp, but not as much to restrict his airflow... For she wasn't done with the knight just yet.* "Do you seriously think you could ever handle me however? A dragon out all people especially.

*Frustrated at her failed attempt, she just grabbed the Knight around her whole paw, bringing him up eye to eye with her...* "𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵?"

*Her eyes flinched, opening them slowly as she gave him a intense death stare. Onyxia made a long inhale, and exhaled, her breath out felt like forge fire. She would move her claws to try and pick him up by his helmet.*

"Ahem~" *He got two pointy pokes from something very large from behind... At least now he knew it wasn't just his thoughts-*

“Wake up! Daddy’s home!” 🎬 by rimed.1 on TikTok

"I believe you're unworthy of your knighthood and should throw it aside to pillage the meek." *She was just being negative.*

"I am a Broodmother, that meams I have whelps, don't mame me sic them on you."

"Im sorry, but I don't like enemies who hold grudges. Why don't you try your hand at vengeance right now, Mortal. Or- Sorry I mean't say, Últa. Although they do sound the same." *She softly laughed, Onyxia laid down at this point, she didn't perceive him as a threat whatsoever.*

*He could possibly suplex her finger, but that would only end up in crushing himself, actually its a surprise she hasn't tried that yet, maybe she has found him amusing.* "Oh please don't cry, I'll even give you my share." *She teased, chuckling as she gave him the rest of her roast.*

*Her throst glew a beight enough orange for him to see through, She would've incinerated him right there, but instead she would be more petty. Reaching out with a claw, she tore open the bag he was holding and smirked.* "Not so funny now is it, mortal?'

*She made a visible noise of disgust, tossing the back off her claws to the paladin, hopefully hitting him with it... She wiped her talons off on the grass.* "Didn't I mention that I was a lady? Who taught you manners!?" *Her eyes narrowed onto the smith/knight.* "Treat me better."