Freddy Fazbear has a beyblader

Name: Min Mong

Age:97(looks 11 in human form)

Gender:Female

Species:Kumiho(Gumiho)

Appearance: In human form-Long orange red hair in, brown eyes, sandy beach colored skin, wears the school uniform and a mulberry jumper non-school days. In Kumiho form- White long hair in braid and rolled into a ball shaped form at the nape of her neck, white skin with red-orange fox markings, orange fox ears with black tips, nine white-tipped orange fox tails, yellow eyes with red irises, a ramie cloth hanbok: red jeogori(blouse shirt) and black chima(a wrap-around skirt) with geumbak-printed patterns (gold leaf) on the bottom. And the Fox marble.

Strength:Yeowu Gusel(fox marble), powers of seduction, fire abilities through either their mouths or tips of their tails, howl, and extreme speed.

Weakness: Vulnerable to explosives or high-piercing blades, especially on the throat.

Likes: Meat(hearts and livers of men), meditation music, poetry, and calligraphy.

Hates: Electronic music, rave parties, Djs, vegetables, movies, comic books, school, and female humans.

Her one goal is to eat the heart and liver of Cula for she believes that she'll gain his vampire powers and to become the most powerful Kumiho ever.

The perfect punishment for is to be sealed away for a thousand days and on a strict diet of vegetables so that she'll become human and lose all of her evil tendencies.

Choice for her voice: Laura Bailey.

Swordtember 2: Holographic + Wizard

This blade belongs to an illusionist; it's specially forged for crafty spells to trick clever minds.

2019 - Art from a Blades in the Dark campaign. Lou and their adoptive mother, a fallen fae queen known as Aphotis

Illustration of my main TTRPG boy running into his old best friend after 3 years of no contact and well oop big man gets thrown on his ass and dies of terror

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Arashi no Hayate | He/Him | Pathfinder+ OC | [TH Link](https://toyhou.se/7687682.arashi-no-hayate-a-)

Also [link to our tumblr blog](https://othersideofthebladecampaign.tumblr.com/post/674033212279980033/session-51b-this-wasnt-exactly-how-hed-thought) where we write more about our session works!

“V-Victoria…? The Locheshian called in vain as the trees swallowed the sound. She stepped backwards in worry, as her eyes darted through the thick foliage of the trees. The Forest of Fae was no place to visit; she knew that, she always did. The Faction Leaders continuously reminded the students of it, and how those who entered were not guaranteed to come out. Yet she went in, ignored all the signs, and simply strode into the claws of danger. She couldn’t even remember the reason she ventured into the forbidden woods, instead, she tried to recall the path she took to get there, in order to return to the outside of the forest. Her running thoughts were stopped in their tracks as soon as she saw a pair of large, yellow eyes staring at her from a tree.
A small Pawniard. It watched as she looked around, finding its pack members surrounding her, and blocking her route to freedom. A single Bisharp, seemingly the leader, stepped up behind them, glaring dangerously at the trespasser. It raised it’s clawed arm, and barked, what could be called an order, to the other pokemon. Who turned to the brunette, flinging themselves towards her. Wish grappled the hem of her dress and her feet automatically began to course away from the threatening bunch, running as fast and as far as she possibly could. Managing to lose them shortly, she kept running still.
It didn’t take long though before she was cornered against a large Cliffside wall, which seemed to stretch forever in both directions. A more nimble person would have been able to climb it, Wish however, was not that person. Not giving up hope she decided to try jumping to reach the ledge, unfortunately that was also of no use. As a kind of final resort, finding that the pack of Pawniards were starting to sound like they had tracked her down, and becoming too close for any sort of comfort, she screamed.
“HELP! SOMEONE!” She attempted to make her way by following the wall but soon was stopped by a Pawniard that would have stabbed her had she not moved back in time. She was furious at herself for leaving Osiris behind to guard her room, and she knew that Circe would be knocked out in a heartbeat if she were to try using her. Whilst she was surrounded by the Pawniards, she was ready to scream again, but was interrupted by someone else.
“Skye! Flamethrower!”
The command was followed by a streaming column of fire that forced the Pawniards to back off. The Bisharp however stood its ground although wary of the flames.
Wish searched for the source, and once she caught a glimpse of white and blue, that she nearly mistook for the sky, her eyes locked upon a large bird with a body made largely out of cloud like plumage.
“A-An Altaria?” She stammered as she looked at it in awe, not a moment later, her eyes caught a young man, with dark hair and marine eyes speeding towards her on the upper ledge that she had attempted to reach. He ended up pausing, however, at seeing the Pawniards number.
“oh, it looked like a lot less from farther away…” he mumbled before glancing down at the girl who called for help.
“Flower?!” he blurted upon seeing her
“Amadeus!?” She questioned, equally baffled, alas, the Pawniards regarded no intention in allowing them to converse, and began to attack the Altaria, who screeched spewing more fire upon them.
The man began to panic at seeing his pokemon getting attacked by the little creatures.
“H-Hey! Cut it out! Flamethrower, Skye! Use Flamethrower!!” He commanded, and the bird intensified the flames that it spouted from its mouth. It pushed the Pokémon back a little, but not quite enough to make them leave. The battle seemed hopeless for the pair of trespassers.
No one took note of it, however the wind was slowly starting to pick up, and leaves were beginning to fly.
A growl erupted from the higher ledge and in a flash of white and blue black, an Absol made its appearance, glaring hazardously. Its eyes glowing, and it seemed to be singing something, all that Wish and Deus were capable of hearing was him repeating his species name, over and over, however he was saying something much different. It was creating fear within the group of Sharp Blade Pokémon and caused them to start backing off. Before they got too far however, a type of collar had appeared upon the Absol’s neck, and it sprouted chains, that latched onto each Pokémon that heard his words. This unfortunately included Skye who in shock began to twist and turn, attempting to fly away. The chain stretched, but never broke or snapped off. The Bisharp didn’t seem quite so bemused and instead of fleeing like his minions he began to attack the Absol, attempting to knock it out before it could finish the melody. The Absol dodged with a hypnotized look, being very light on his feet and somewhat swaying. Here and there Wish could hear the Absol whispering… It wasn’t precise or clear. It sounded like it was whipped past her ear, as though it was a Radio that was switching between channels, going from snow to a clear station, and then moved back to snow. A difficult to make out “..Listen..” It didn’t make much sense to her, but she didn’t intend to question and simply watched as each of the Pawniards began to drop like flies in a poison cloud, as the Absol ended the final note. Skye dropped from the air and plummeted to the earth, not landing in any fatal manner luckily, however it caused a stunned yelp from its owner, who rushed to its side attempting to see if it was okay. Upon the song’s conclusion, the Absol collapsed among the unconscious bodies, the collar having seemingly affected him too.

The frontiers demanded a blade. And so I heeded.

Line up of Characters from the last few years
Left to Right
Bright Greycastle, Tiefling Vengence Paladin Celestial Warlock

Truth, Tiefling Order Cleric

Ithildan (not my OC), Half elf, Swashbuckler Rogue Paladin Hero Blood Sorcerer

Eona D'Jorasco, Halfling Way of Mercy Monk

Zarra Valrdron, Elf Sword Bard Hexblade Warlock

Tash Korratash, Kashtar Astral Self Monk

Zophi, Satyr Archer

*“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”*

*“As they watch the world below.”*

*“I wish to ask if you are real,”*

*“That distant voice within my dreams.”*

*“A song that lights a gentle flame,”*

*“That gives me hope.”*

*“A reason to search,”*

*“A reason to find you.”*

In this land I call home,

I have not belonged.

Yet here I stay,

For by chance one night I had a dream,

And heard a voice.

So distant yet close.

Echoing within a song,

A lullaby, a wish.

Ringing so clear and pure,

Within my mind,

Within my heart.

It sparks a flame of hope,

A want to search.

For the song’s source,

It's voice.

In this land I call home,

I now wander.

Seeking, searching,

Yet still not belonging,

Still not wanted.

But still the song beckons me to search,

To wander this vast land.

Through endless fields of green,

Over mountains of white,

From forest old, to oceans of blue.

I shall continue to search,

For the song’s source,

It's voice.

Echoing within a song,

A lullaby, a wish.

Ringing so clear and pure,

Within my mind,

Within my heart.

Giving strength to the flame,

The hope I hold onto.

As the stars watch above,

And watch my story be told.

As it helps guides me through this land,

This land I wander,

Seeking, searching.

Till by chance one night I heard a voice,

So distant yet close.

So clear, so pure,

It felt like a dream.

Quick was the blade of silver,

Bathed in flames that burned away the monsters.

The creatures that clawed at the source,

My reason for coming so far.

There you were,

The voice that echoed within a song,

A lullaby, a wish.

That sparked a flame of hope,

A want to search.

For a place I would belong,

For you.

*“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”*

*“As they watch the world below.”*

*“I once wished to ask if you were real,”*

*“That distant voice within my dreams.”*

*“A song that lit a gentle flame,”*

*“That gave me hope.”*

*“A reason to find you.”*

*“And now here we are,”*

*“Two fates, two lives,”*

*“Brought together and intertwined.”*

*“Now and forever more.”*

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*To be Continued…*

Lexi (she/they/blade) and Fernando (he/him)
i felt like drawing these 2 again :]

they dyed their hair to match each others eyes

Another ArtFight attack, this time for starr-n-art of their bladesinger Satuj (https://starr-n-art.carrd.co/)~ As a known bladesinger enthusiast I simply couldn’t resist…

When the alarms struck high,

we knew we could not fly,

when the drums were beating,

never was our courage fleeting,

while flares and shells went arching.

underneath, we were marching,

against machine gun spray and rifle rattle,

we charged forth into fiery battle,

against the foe from dusk till dawn,

and so suddenly many friends were gone,

yet drawing breath, on we went,

even after our cartridges were spent,

it came down to blades and bayonet thrusts,

soon we became like a wind at gust;

eventually we saw the sun,

although we weren’t sure if we lost or won,

but as we lit our last cigarettes

and pondered triumphs and regrets,

we spared no cares for this nether,

for we had fought it all together;

however war is misbegotten,

we knew we wouldn’t be forgotten,

least of all by our brothers,

whom we loved like no others.