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talldarkandroguesome · 2 years

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10th of Last Seed, Middas

At least the weather is clear today. The terrible storm that descended upon Narsis was bad enough that I got far less investigation done than I had hoped. The lake at the north of town swelled beyond its banks and rivers of slick mud ran through the streets, even over the cobblestones and paving flats that had been laid. People struggled not to topple from the rushing mud and the town all sought shelter indoors until the rain and flooding passed.

I was lucky to at least find my way to Defender Verilu before the flooding had begun or I would have lost an entire day’s efforts to the weather. I told her who I was, who I was sent by, and that Sergeant Nen had sent me to bring an early report of what had occurred in Serkamora.

She was glad to hear that the situation there had been settled, but was worried for what the Maulborn planned next. She said that she had already suspected some foul business, but that this was the last evidence she needed to decide that the Maulborn needed to be wiped out. She told me she was going to speak with the House leaders in town at once.

I was sorely glad that she had taken that duty on for herself, for Narsis is, sadly, Hlaalu territory.

As I was headed to get an inn room for my base of operations in town, I overheard the end of a conversation between a citizen and a guard. Something about missing people. The man seemed upset that the guard were not doing enough to try and track down those who had disappeared.

By the time I had gotten close, the anger man had left and the guard was shaking his head. I asked him about the situation, explaining that I was a representative of the Temple come to investigate the Llodos plague. The Sergeant said that House Hlaalu was doing an investigation themselves and that if the Temple had sent me, they would be the ones to speak with. That the guards were less overwhelmed by illness, but rather, with Orsimer to the south, bandits along the lake shore, and now citizens going missing. People were frightened and many had fled the city altogether.

Worse yet, rumors were that the people had not fled, but were stolen in the night. That whole families were kidnapped from their beds. Some said it was a plot by the House, others said it was mer-eating Daedra. Sergeant Ren told me that the Kinhouse was looking into the rumors, at least, but the guard still had their hands full trying to keep any order.

When I asked for an overall impression of the situation, Sergeant Ren sighed and said that something was off in town, that there were things that were just not right, but when the guard, or even citizens, brought those concerns before the Hlaalu Councilmer, they seemed unconcerned. They brushed aside those fears and told, the guard at least, that they should stick to their own jobs and keep order.

I thanked Sergeant Ren and then went and stabled my guard and headed to the inn and made my reservation, the storm only just beginning to really get severe. I had wanted to do more, but then guards were urging people to stay inside, so I had myself a bath and got into warm, dry clothing. I left my soaked layers to dry across the various surfaces and furnishings of the room. I had a hot meal. And I began to pour over the papers that I had gathered in Serk once more. I was trying to see if there was anything that might point to what was happening here in Narsis. Anything about bandits or kidnappings.

I found nothing in what writings I have, but that does not mean that things are wholly unrelated.

When it was time for supper, I went downstairs, expecting the place to be filled with those come for a drink or a meal after a day’s work. Even with the storm, I figured hunger, at least, might bring in a crowd.

Alas, it was nearly empty. I decided that with the suspicious looks people were giving me and the way they hushed their conversations at my glance, that I might do best to wait until morning.

With the sun out and not a cloud in the sky, I am hoping that the new day will bring with it some renewal and that I can try and gather information before I go to the Kinhouse. The Three know how little I desire meeting with the Hlaalu. Any Councilmer there is likely to know precisely who I am. Let me pray that I will not get stabbed in the back while I am here. It would be very inconvenient to lose all my writings.

#ESO #TES #RP #Dunmer #Elder Scrolls Online #The Elder Scrolls

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holckborch · 1 year

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ask-the-layers · 3 years

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Mun, if you had to pick two Layers as protectors during a zombie apocalypse, which ones would you pick?

Gamed and Serk. Games' power is to control the dead, just like the Night King. Considering zombies are supposed to be walking corpses, her power would be perfect to keep them at bay. Serk would be for survival, ince she lives in the wild most of the time she has a lot of skills when it comes to hunting and edible plants or such.

#ask #ask the mun #layer 38 #layer serk #layer 16 #layer games #zomby apocalypse

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shannygoatgruff · 4 years

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My Brother’s Keeper - Chapter XIX

Genre: Psychological Thriller

Modern Ivar X Modern Hvitserk

Rating: MA+18

Overall Warning: Dark story told from an emotionally distributed person’s POV with graphic and sadistic material including rape, terror, torture, kidnapping, drug use, slash, implied incest, necrophilia, and insecurity. Heavy trigger warnings.

Chapter Warning: Thoughts of murder.

A/N: So, I know I haven’t been posting much. Real life has been throwing some things my way and I haven’t felt much like writing. But, I finally finished this one. Just one more chapter after this one and it’s done! Whoot!!

Chapter XIX - Ivar’s POV

There’s something about the confident way she holds her head, with her chin stuck out and her shoulders back that draws a smirk to my lips. She’s proud – I wonder how long that will last. “Dr. Svensdottir, I presume?” Her small hand instantly disappears inside mine as her delicate fingers scrape against my palm. I would have thought a woman with such a presence would have a much firmer handshake. But, maybe playing coy is the way she tricks men into telling her what it is that she wants to know, “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

With just the slightest bit of a nervous nod, her hand slides out from mine before she smooths her palm over the front of her skirt. What exactly is that little move about? Is she trying to wipe me off her hands or stop herself from sweating? “Please call me, Gert, Mr. Ragnarsson.”

“Ivar,” I correct, dispensing with the formalities. The crease in her brow softens and her shoulders drop just a hint before she gestures for one of the two high back chairs on the opposite side of her desk. With a slow blink, I look from her outstretched hand to her choice of chairs before heading toward the other seating area. This area, presumably set up for therapy sessions, is more intimate. I like this space better, although it’s hideous. The oversized, ugly green chairs are placed close together, guaranteeing that we will be sitting next to each other, with no desk separating us. Don’t be afraid, Blondie.

Unbuttoning my suit jacket, I take a seat on one of the green seats and casually cross my leg over my lap. Smiling, I turn to face her, “So, how’s our boy?”

The skirt she’s wearing is entirely too short to be professional. I wonder if this is how she tricks Hvitserk into talking about shit that he’s not supposed to, with the allure of sex. As her toned outer thigh exposes when she crosses her leg, my eyes can’t help but to drop to her left foot that shakes ever so slightly by her right calf. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Ivar. Hvitserk talks about you often.”

Oh, really? I wonder what my dear brother has told this whore about me. “All good things, I hope.” My cheeks ache from forcing a smile this wide. Anything to hide what I’m really feeling, which is more akin to reaching my hand between us and feeling her hyoid bone shatter beneath the weight of my thumb. “If they weren’t, I’ll have to blame it on his condition.” Careful, as not to make my laugh seem too forced, I chuckle easily and wipe my smile with the pad of my finger, before turning a more serious gaze on her.

“Well,” she starts, choosing her words carefully, “you know that Hvitserk has been on a long and arduous road during his treatment. But,” she stammers quickly, looking up to make sure that she hasn’t completely turned me off before she’s gotten to the core of her argument, “he’s making tremendous progress.” Her lashes blink slowly over her large greenish-blue eyes.

Does this shit really work on the guys she meets?

Feigning interest in this doctor is proving to be more difficult than I remember. Maybe it’s because it’s been so long since I hunted, and I don’t have time for all the bullshit and games. Right now, I just want to do what I want to do and get it over with. Yeah, I’d like to enjoy the chase, but I can always enjoy the next one. I deserve this one. A quick kill, after all this damn time. Shit, especially this bitch? She owes this to me. But bitches like this…gotta make her fear me before I make her feel me. Fuck… “Has he, now? Does that mean that he’ll be able to come home soon?”

“Well,” Is she fucking smirking? “I’m afraid that Hvitserk won’t be able to leave here – not for a very, very long time.”

“Wait, you just said,” I sit up straighter and lean closer to her.

“I said he’s made progress, not that he’s ready to leave,” she interrupts. Her eyes suddenly drop back to her lap and she studies her nails, “Those are two very different things, I’m afraid. We’ve actually reached a breakthrough in his treatment. In fact, that is what I would like to speak with you about, today. Hvitserk’s treatment.”

I’m going to kill her.

“Funny. I’ve been trying to talk to you about my brother for…months.” I feel the smile starting to spread across my lips. I know that I’m supposed to be here for Serk, but this bitch thinks she can outwit me. We need to establish the ground rules now, before she gets hurt.

Titling my head allows me to take in the slightest nuances of her expression. Like how her eyes enlarged just a smidge at my comment, and how hard she’s swallowing. God, her discomfort are dead giveaways - she doesn’t like being challenged.

“I’ve called and you’ve refused to talk to me. I’ve sent emails, which have gone ignored. I’ve come here and been turned away.” My voice remains even and calm, just to show that I pose no threat. Can’t have her scurrying off like a scared little rabbit, now can I? “It’s interesting to me that my brother has been here for almost 18 months and though I’m his Power of Attorney, this is the first conversation that you and I have had about him.”

“I need you to understand that as Hvitserk’s therapist, I thought it best that he not have any outside distractions.” She blinks so much when she’s nervous. It’s comical to watch her try to choose her words so they don’t offend me.

What did you tell her about me, Serk? Did you tell her that I have a penchant for flaying skin layer by layer? Or that I like to put pretty women’s faces in jars? I have a spot on my new bookcase that her face would look lovely on.

“Distractions?” I hope that didn’t sound how I meant it; like I want to take that stapler off the desk and bash her fucking face in. “I’m his only brother – I’m not a distraction.”

She shakes her head as if to clear her thoughts. She’s not used to not having the upper hand. This conversation isn’t going the way she’d hoped. “I didn’t mean that you would be a distraction. I only meant,” she looks up as if the words she needs are magically written on the drop ceiling, “he needs to fully concentrate on his treatment.”

“And what treatment is that, exactly?” I cross my legs and lean back in my seat. Show her that you’re relaxed. Don’t give her a reason to run. “That’s all I’ve been trying to find out – what is going on with my brother.” How does Hvitserk do it when he’s uncomfortable? Oh yeah, he drops his eyes and lowers his voice. He sounds desperate. “When they took us from the house, the police wouldn’t tell me anything about him. Everything was so sudden. It’s my job to protect him and I wasn’t there for him.”

Her legs uncross and she leans a little closer. This is what this bitch wants – she wants me to be vulnerable. Well hell, I can play along. Does she think this is a fucking therapy session? That’s she’s going to get some big insight on me? Oh blondie, you don’t want to see what’s behind this mask. “But, you were released?”

A slight nod to the left and a shoulder raise adds to my innocence, “Of course I was released. I’m innocent - I didn’t do anything. The police found no evidence to connect me to any of Hvitserk’s crimes.” The stain on the carpet, is a good place focus my gaze. If she can’t see my eyes, she can’t tell what I’m thinking, and as long as they’re lowered I can tell her anything. “I found my brother with his fiancé in my bedroom. I didn’t even know about that reporter lady in the basement…” The head shake seals the deal, “I mean, I knew he was stressed and dealing with a lot of things, blacking out and the like. But, I never suspected he was capable of anything like this. He was always so sensitive and gentle. I don’t know what happened. I didn’t do enough. I should have seen the signs – gotten him help sooner.”

Her eyes are locked on me and mine briefly catch hers before I lower them back to the floor. “You mustn’t be too hard on yourself. You did the best you could for him. You protected him the best way that you knew how.” This is too fucking easy. “Were you at the trial?”

Picking at the threads on the chair, I feel my face drop in disappointment, before I offer a slight nod, “By the time he went to arraignment they were already talking about insanity.” I clear my throat and lift my voice to just above a whisper. I don’t want to show too much emotion. This bitch does this for a living and I can’t risk her seeing through my act, “He was so out of it at his trial I doubt that he even knows that I was there. I don’t know what kind of drugs you had him on, but he didn’t recognize me.”

“I didn’t start treating him until after he was brought to our facility,” she smooths a strand of lent off the end of her skirt, keeping her eyes trained on her lap again. I’m almost impressed with how easily she lies. She knows damn well she was treating him beforehand. I saw that bitch in the courtroom. I heard her testimony. And for shits and giggles, if I hadn’t every fucking thing she dosed him with is right there in that thick ass file on her desk. Does she know who she’s talking to? I invented this fucking game. “I do know that he was heavily medicated when he first came here. It took some time before I was able to get his medication regulated and for him to become stable. He no longer has to be sedated.”

“Sedated?”

“Um, yes,” she looks at me briefly before looking around the room again, “part of his treatment is immersion therapy. Sometimes the sessions can get rather intense. The only way to pull him out of it, is to sedate him. It’s really for his own good.” She licks her lips nervously, “He struggles so much with his past.” Though I offer a knowing nod, I wonder if she can tell that I’m about two seconds off of her. “You’ll be happy to know that he’s much more active and alert now that his medication is properly managed.”

Really? Because twice when I came here to get him, he was still a fucking zombie. In fact, the last time, he fucking refused. No explanation, no crying, and bullshit; no nothing. He just fucking refused to leave with me. So tell me, bitch, how much more active and fucking alert is he?

“That’s so good to hear,” I remember seeing him bleeding on the very spot I’ve been looking at for the past ten fucking minutes, while he looked up at me from this floor, when I was standing outside of that sliding glass door. Is that her idea of active and alert? “When I try to check on him, he refuses my calls. It’s like he doesn’t seem to know who I am anymore, or that he doesn’t want to be bothered. Almost like he doesn’t need me anymore.”

“Mr. Ragnarsson,” she pauses, “Ivar, I assure you, Hvitserk is doing much better now. He’s become quite well adjusted and acclimated with our program.” She walks over to her desk to grab his file. I don’t give a shit what’s in there. It’s all a bunch of lies, anyway. “He’s actively participating in individual and group therapy sessions, now. He’s even joined a few activities. He’s especially good at drawing, did you know that?” That fake modest smile is enchanting. I wonder if I could carve it on her face permanently.

Drawing? Really? I’m supposed to be impressed because Serk can fucking draw? What the fuck is this whore talking about?

It’s laughable that she thinks all this progress Hvitserk has made is because of her. It’s a fucking joke. He hasn’t made any damn progress, it’s a fucking game. It’s all a part of my plan to get him the fuck out of here. He’s making progress because he’s not taking those fucking drugs anymore. He can finally fucking think in this fucking place and it’s only a matter of time before he walks out the front door with a trail of bodies behind him.

“Well, that’s wonderful. Then there should be no problem with me seeing him,” I try to keep my composure, but Gert gets on my fucking nerves. I just want to see my brother. “Is he going to join us?” I turn around and look at the door as if he’s going to come bounding through it at any moment.

As soon as I turn back to face her, I notice her crestfallen expression, “I don’t think that would be such a good idea, Mr. Ragnarsson.” She places a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her nose and opens the file as if she’s concentrating on the contents therein, “As I stated, Hvitserk has been making tremendous progress. He’s becoming an active participant in his recovery. He’s solely focused on the steps he needs to take to get well, and in a healthy place.”

I bite the inside of my bottom lip until I taste the coppery of blood in my mouth. The pain is the only thing keeping me glued to this seat at the moment, but I have no problem keeping my expression pleasant.

“What I mean by that is, currently, Hvitserk is concentrating on himself. He rarely talks about you anymore, or his past or the things that haunt him. He’s at a place where he’s looking forward to his future. I’m afraid,” she keeps her eyes trained on the file, “having a conversation with you would be a huge setback for him.” She fishes out a sheet of paper and leans over to hand it to me.

I would concentrate on how much her hand is shaking and how the way the paper gently rocks as it extends toward me, but I’m far more interested in the just how tightly she’s clutching the top of it in her hand. Her knuckles are almost white, she’s gripping it so tightly. Just to fuck with her, I grab the paper close to where her hand is, and let my fingers brush her knuckle.

I look at her, unmoved, then let my eyes roam over the contents of the paper now in my hands.

It’s a letter in Hvitserk’s handwriting.

“Is this mine?” I ask, folding the letter in half, ready to stuff it in the inside pocket of my jacket. I watch her nod. “If this is truly what Hvitserk wants, then I won’t stand in the way of his treatment. I just ask that you keep me updated with any changes to his condition.” I go to stand and watch as the doctor stands as well. I extend my hand to her and watch the way she considers taking it, “I apologize if I have seemed overbearing or bothersome, Doctor. I am just concerned about my brother.”

She smiles and nods her head in agreement, “I completely understand, and it’s not a bother. In fact,” she shakes my hand with both of hers, “it was nice to finally meet you. Hvitserk had talked about you so much I felt like I knew you. I’m sorry this was the outcome, but I really do think it’s for the best for his treatment. Maybe later, after he’s made more progress, we can try to start introducing you into some sessions, but for now…”

I wave her off with the slight of my hand, “Whatever he needs. I would never deny him anything.”

It takes everything I have not to burst out in a fit of laughter. This fucking doctor doesn’t know who she’s dealing with. Hvitserk isn’t fucking cured, he’s biding his fucking time.

Let’s meet somewhere quiet, a place just for us? Maybe we could get some friends together and have a party? Yeah okay, Serk…I know exactly what you’re saying.

It’s been too fucking long, and these motherfuckers are playing with fire. Just so happens that I’m gasoline and you’re the lit match.

I can’t wait to watch this motherfucker burn!

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eli-workshop · 3 years

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S ranked monster hunter, scary survivor, and a fast learner for day 15

#oc #ocs #the newby art #art #digital art #solo leveling oc #berserk oc #seven deadly sins oc #sds oc #the layers #layer 36 #layer lev #layer 38 #layer serk #layer 39 #layer ven #pride month #lesbien #bisexual

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ask-the-layers · 3 years

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Out of all your OCs which one do you think you’d get along with the least? :P

That's a hard one because I have so many ocs in total, but if you narrow it down to the layers I'd say maybe Etho. She's one of the few I made different from myself personality wise and even though i love her to death she probably would not be able to support me. Any layer that's very bad tempered and quick to give up on people as well so Serk would probs also hate me.

#inspirationallildemons #friend #ask the mun #layer 51 #layer etho #layer 38 #layer serk

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ask-the-layers · 4 years

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Master post for like, rules and characters!

(It's quite long)

- i do not accept nsfw questions for the tiny gang under any circumstances

- Rp is allowed and even encouraged ! But please if it doesn't go your way dont get mad and lets work it out in dms !

- If you are less than 18 it's fine, I'll tag everything apropriately, the rest is at your charge

- This blog is LGBTQ+ friendly, assume every character is bisexual to start with and are all asexual to a certain degree

-All these characters are self insert, so I'm sorry for the lack of inclusivity when it comes to impaired people, poc, or body types. I just think it'd be weird as a white guy to make a self insert that's not my skin color or suffer from smthg i know nothing about

The characters you can interact with ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️

Tiny gang (under 18) 35/89

Carillon (layer #0 any world)

Clover/ Myrrh Zogratis (layer #6 Black Clover)

Far/Marie Seed (layer #8 Fc5)

Shynnie/ Margot Lumin (layer #10 Radiant)

Dolly/Kira (layer #12 Dolly Kill Kill)

Stud/Julia (layer #14 Assassination Classroom)

Sni/Evelyn Barrow (layer #15 Hogwarts Mysteries)

Blue/Kamilia Light (layer #20 Blue Exorcist)*

Alch/Dalia Mustang (layer #23 FMAB)

Wat/Amy (layer #24 Overwatch)

Tah/Lallys (layer #31 Witch Hat Atelier)

Ùll (layer #34 Helsing Ultimate)

Ava (layer #37 ATLA)

Isch (layer #42 God Of Highschool)

Myr (layer #46 La passe miroir)

Bas Soma (layer #48 Fruit Basket)

Ise Heisenberg (layer #50bis RE8)

Iruko Romm (layer #52 Mieruko chan)

Elzy/Nemuri Kanzaki (layer #53 Beelzebub)

Tem (layer #56 Team Fortress)

Ress (layer #56 bis)

Pako Mcgraw (layer #61 Oksa Polock)

Dee (layer #64 The walking dead)*

Aby Soma (layer #66 Gakuen Babysitter)

Sham (layer #69 Shaman King)

Bale (layer #70 Bleach)

Lif (layer #71 Fantasy Life)

Pine (layer #73 Perfect Crime)

Oden Agriche (layer #74 The way to save the female lead's older brother)

Nina (layer #78 Saint Seiya)*

Theva (layer #80 Ever Oasis)

Dan (layer #81 Danganronpa)

Sonia Allen (layer #82 Professor Layton)

Lou (layer #83 Tokyo Ghoul)

Tear (Layer #84 Kingdom Hearts)

Tanya Archangelo (layer #86 Gangsta)

Ellie/Eli (layers #87 Pokemon)

Amber (layer #88 Ember Knight)

Misty (layer #90 The Misterious cities of gold)

Fanny (layer #91 Spy x Family)

----- layer #94 The Owl House----

The adults/young adults 54/89

Petra Jung (layer #98 Omniscient Reader Viewpoint)

Léanne Lenoir (layer #99 ATSV)

First/Alice Meyer (layer #1)

Sass/Kelly Miles (layer #2 assassin's creed)

Helpy/Dilthen Lòth Greenleaf (layer #3 TLOTR/The hobbit)*

Pandora Baskerville (layer #4 Pandora Hearts)

Rain/Lilia Barnes (layer #4 MCU)*

Cry/Camille (layer #7 Fc5)

Ghost (layer 8bis)

Detroit/Clarice Anderson(layer #9 D:BH)

Wanda Grindewald (layer #11 Harry Potter)*

Rim (layer #13 Skyrim)

Blay Kavar (layer #13 bis Oblivion)

Games/Lyssia Stark (layer #16 GoT)*

Seas/Galia (layer #17 Story Of Season)

Hero/Kiho Aizawa (layer #18 BNHA)

Shin/Axel (layer #19 Black Butler)

Icy/Torvi (layer #21 God of War)

Mons (layer #22 Undertale)

Vic (layer #25 VampYr)

//Layilus layer #26 undertale au//

Dun (layer #27 D&D)

Red/Læticia Mildred Sinclair (layer #28 Red dead Redemption)*

Odd/Aude (layer #29 American Gods)

West (layer #30 WestWorld)

Nat (layer #32 Supernatural)*

Nev (layer #33 The Promised Neverland)

Cas (layer #35 Castlevania the show)

Lev (layer #36 Solo Leveling)

Serk (layer #38 Berserk)

Ven (layer #39 Seven Deadly Sins)

Ary (layer #40 Marie's Grave)

Etho (layer #41 Sweet Home)

Pwetty/Célemence Monaghan (layer #43 Death Stranding)

Erf (layer #44 The Witcher)

Orwho (layer #45 Doctor Who)

Hunter (layer #47 HxH)

Edi/Lacie Afton (layer #49 FNaF)*

Evi/Fey (layer #50 Resident Evil)

Cana Morgasdotir (layer #51 The Arcana visual novel)

Eym Marian ( layer #54 D-Grey Man)

Rea (Layer #55 Great Priest Imophtept)

Mag (layer #57 The Magnus Archives)

Easter (Layer #58 I'm The Grim Reaper)

Deam (Layer #59 Ava's Demons)

Cath (Layer #60 Call of Cthlhu)

Noce (Layer#62 The second coming of Gluttony)

Neo Dracule (Layer#63 One Piece)

Ace Armando (layer #65 Ace Attorney)

Juju Sukuna (layer #67 Jujutsu Kaisen)*

Van Em Moire (layer #68 The case study of Vanitas)

Tai (layer #69 bis, worldless)

Sai (layer #72 Doctor Stone)

Echo (layer #75 Records of Ragnarock)

Marcie Lombardie (layer #76 I'll be the matriatch in this life)

Dia (layer #77 Tomb Raider King)

Tally (layer #79 Fairy Tail)

Taka (layer #85 SNK)

Durian of the Sand (layer #89 Naruto)

Fuka (layer #92 Wakfu)

Amaris (layer #93 Candy Love)

Syllas (layer #95 Style Boutique)

Mashi (layer #96 Chainsaw Man)

Azurre (layer #97 Star Wars)*

Mother, the creator

Even More !!

Slayer, the annoying 'uncle'

Helg Odinson (God of War oc)

Mun - Me !

* these layers have alternates. If not specified, i'll assume you're talking to the main one

#the layers #long post #the Egoes #this shit is long man #master post #am i going to tag all the fandoms ?#probably #i regzrt it already #let's just put those I'm currently in #blue exorcist oc #black clover oc #saint seiya oc #bnha oc #jjk oc #the arcana oc #tomb raider king oc #doctor stone oc

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