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The Spiffing Rat
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Art & Fanon
Marvel Comics - Universe 230B
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About Me
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ʜᴇᴊ, ᴍɪᴅɢᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ ᴘᴇᴀsᴀɴᴛs ᴀɴᴅ sɪʟʟʏ ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs! ('▽'ʃ♡ƪ)
ɴᴀᴍᴇ's ʀɪɴᴀ ~ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ. (o゜▽゜)o☆ɪ'ᴍ ғʀᴏᴍ ɢᴇʀᴍᴀɴʏ & ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏʟᴅ ᴀᴜᴛɪsᴛɪᴄ ɢᴇᴇᴋ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜᴜɢᴇ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ ɪɴ: Marvel Comics (Loki, Own Universe, within the Multiverse), Lovecraft; Cosmic Horrors, Space (Advanced gravitational physics, major)ɪs ᴀ ᴜɴɪᴄᴏʀɴ-ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ-ᴇʟᴠᴇs ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ғʀᴏᴍ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪs ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍʟʏ ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴘʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ. ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʙᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ. ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛs ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛs ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ᴏᴜᴛʙᴜʀsᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇʟᴛᴅᴏᴡɴs. ɪɴ ᴄᴀsᴇ ᴏғ ᴇᴍᴇʀɢᴇɴᴄʏ, ᴏғғᴇʀ ᴀ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ - ʟᴏᴋɪ, ᴏғ ᴀsɢᴀʀᴅ. ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜)
- Diagnosed Autism, MS, Spasticity, Neuropathy, Chronic Pain, CPTSD, Protanopia, Fatique-Syndrome.
BYF // DNI
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Basic DO NOT FOLLOW criteria such as: homophobe, anti lgbtq+, racist, rightwing. Please read more at the link below; please respect my boundaries & preferences. Thank you. ψ(｀∇´)ψ
Stories & World-Building
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To me, art demands a story.
My hyperphantasia (VVIQ5+) grants me the luxury of existing outside reality almost constantly, allowing me to sculpt entire universes and dreamscapes. Art is my way of deepening the bridge between my inner and the outer world; a form of immersion. Feel free to explore my lore archives via Google Docs, or visit my Wattpad.
My Original Character ☆: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:☆
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Universe 230/B - Variant 23420
- Database: Document Status - CLASSIFIED
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆Name: Kjelu Noctirí Líosdottir // Later: Tarasha
Title/s: Princess of Alfheim, Heir of Tal-Rasha, Dreamwalker
Age: 307 // 'equals something like 18-20 yrs'
Date of Birth: 27th of Elevalûn, 471 A.F.S. (After First Star)
(Corresponds loosely to August 7th on Midgard calendars)
Gender: Female
Height: 177CM
Weight: Unmeasured—ephemeral as dreamdust. Estimated between 49–53 kg.
Build / Body Type: Exceptionally slender, dainty yet statuesque; high-grown and graceful like a temple flame. A pronounced hourglass waist contrasts with gently flared hips. Her presence evokes the elegance of old elven statues—light-boned, long-limbed, and otherworldly in proportion.
Hair: Tumbling curls and waves of midnight-blue silk, falling past her hips.
Voice: Velvety, melodic; with an accent that feels both ancient and foreign.
Alignment: Chaotic Emotional™
// Villain or Hero? — Both, neither, or… it simply varies from moment to moment and might depend on the amount of unicorns collected.
-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-Languages:
Nattalí – The ancestral Dreamsand Elvish, spoken in rhythmic melodies. It's randomly 'made up' fantasy language, only Nattalf can understand. 'Mirror-Tongue' – Spoken only in dreams; its syllables ripple like reflections and shatter when heard by the waking mind.
Allspeak – As with all who wander the universe, the "All-Tongue" is understood by every species in their own native language. All-Speak / All-Tongue*Miscellaneous Facts:
– Incorrigibly addicted to the scent of ancient books, vanilla oil, sand, moss and sandalwood incense.
– Experiences phantom pain when someone she loves is harmed.
– Operates on reverse circadian rhythm: dreams by day, awakens by dawn.
– Loki sometimes calls her „mooncalf" , typically when she’s about to set something on fire.
– Suffers daily psychological warfare from a single rebellious strand of hair.
– Overly fond of obscenely sweet drinks, ridiculous cakes, and broods if deprived.
– Also... too much wine. Yes, she knows. No, she won’t stop. What can go wrong?
– If that goddamn chicken ever returns, she will burn the barn, the city, and possibly Asgard. Again.
– Can and will have a full-blown emotional breakdown in under 3 minutes if her favourite brush goes missing before she falls into a fit of laughter and suddenly acts all composed.─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
✦ Shipping - Canon x OC
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Couple: Loki Laufeyson/Odinson x Kjelu Ljósdottir/Tarasha
Current Status: Happily married
Children: Narfi and VáliRelationship Details: What began as a volatile dance of shadows and light became an unpredictable bond, forged in sleepless nights and a dozen narrated tales. Loki, all sharp edges and secret scars, found in Kjelu not only a mirror, but a mirror that refused to break. She met his chaos with even more discord, or paradox silence. In a way, she disarmed him far more than a blade. And he, once terrified of love, yet longing for it —learned to stay, to soften, to protect. Their marriage is a thing of complexity: sacred, irreverent, full of inside jokes whispered under starry skies and silly arguments that end up with a lovely quality time. Together they have two sons, Narfi and Váli—tragedy-born in myth, but reimagined in this telling as symbols of healing, defiance, and rebirth. Loki is still Loki: unpredictable, clever, sometimes maddening. But Kjelu is the Goddess of Dreams: the one soul in all the Nine Realms who can meet the God of Stories eye to eye, heart to heart—and win.˚₊‧꒰ა . ——— ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ ——— ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
Welcome to my Home, please take off your shoes ( •̀ ω •́ )✧
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I'm an artist & story writer; these forms of creativity help me to immerse myself in fantasy/scifi and escape reality. As a disabled and chronically ill person, life has been particularily harsh with me. Escapism is something crucial, it is my way to cope/survive.ɪ'ᴍ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡʜᴇʟᴍᴇᴅ, ᴘʟs ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴍᴇss ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛs ᴘᴇʀᴘᴇᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴғᴜsɪᴏɴ. o(￣▽￣)ブ
⚠️ NonSharing/NoDoubles
🚀 ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ, ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ
✨ ısʇɾ-ʇ
👽αυтιѕтι¢ уυмєੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻ੈ✩‧₊˚I'm Yumeshipper. No-Doubles, Non-Sharing.SOULBOUND TO LOKI - My Prince and Saviour, my King and Storyteller.//Canon X OC -
Marvel: Loki Laufeyson x Kjelu Tarasha.I'm non-sharing. This does not mean I'm gate-keeping, it just means, I prefer to have my little bubble all to myself. This is nothing personal against anyone, it's just my coping mechanism with reality.
(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ).˚₊‧˗ˏˋ ─── ★ ─── ˎˊ˗‧₊˚.I need my F/o and for my own comfort, this does not mean I have anything against other ships. It is my only escape from a very grim and very dire reality. Please accept that I need Loki for myself.I'm simply a highly traumatised, anxious, chronically ill, disabled introvert who has a preference to not share the things very dear to me. Please also accept that I have very limited energy due to chronic pain and overwhelm.Please be respectful towards my boundaries and preferences. This is my beloved special interest, and it becomes my lifeline, my dear heart and soul.It is my metaphorical and spiritual home, and as gladly as I share it, I ask you to treat it respectfully.( ´･･)ﾉ(._.)-------˖⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹ ෆ ⊹˙⋆❤︎ ༶ .⁺˖-------
"Love is a dagger, it's a weapon to be wielded far away or up close. You can see yourself in it. It's beautiful until it makes you bleed. But ultimately, when you reach for it... it makes you bleed..." ~ LokiLaufeyson
-------˖⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹ ෆ ⊹˙⋆❤︎ ༶ .⁺˖-------☆⌒(＾-゜)v𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉･:࿔.ೃ⋆‧°⚝⚝°‧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝕷𝖔𝖐𝖎 𝕺𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖓 & 𝕶𝖏𝖊𝖑𝖚 𝕿𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖆 - 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖘: 𝕳𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉 - 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 <Յ
✦ Species Classification: Nattalf / Natalyd—
"Nightelves/Dreamelves"Common Designation: Night Elves 'Nattalf / Nalayd'
Origin Plane: The Interdimensional Dream-Realms of Nevaraleìd and Kadath
Lifespan: Biologically immortal (post-maturation)
Morphology: Humanoid, elven traits (pointy ears), dream-adapted physiology, white skin, midnight black or nightblue hair, moonlit eyes, sharp fingernails.✦ Description
Nattalf — also known as the Night Elves or 'Dream Elves' — are a rare and enigmatic race of primordial origin, inhabiting extradimensional pathways linked to the Dreamsands Nevaraleìd and the forgotten dream-realm of Kadath. Their biology is a strange alchemy of flesh and magic: they cease aging upon reaching approximately 18-21 cycles of maturity. While immune to time’s natural decay, they are not indestructible—immortal, yes, but very much killable. Dreams cannot end their lives… but a well-placed blade most certainly can.
“Only a knife can end the dreamer.” – Traditional Nattalf Proverb✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✦ Innate Abilities & Adaptations:Dreamweaving: Manipulation of dream matter into tangible effects; capable of creating illusory or semi-physical constructs derived from subconscious energy.Dream-Gifting & Dream-Destruction: The ability to either grant a dream to someone using enchanted dream-sand, or destroy a dream by giving it a tangible form (such as a small ball) and eating it.Shadow-Walking: Natural teleportation through dim light and shadow thresholds; often used in conjunction with stealth or evasion.Pocket Dimension Creation: Capable of generating small, contained realities—usually for storage, retreat, or containment purposes.Manifestation: Ability to summon ephemeral weapons, tools, or creatures directly from their subconscious or the surrounding dreamscape. Their daydreams (imagination) always has the potential to manifest to either, something real or illusionary.Enhanced Sensory Suite:
Heightened hearing and precision reflexes.
Elevated stamina and agility, well beyond baseline humanoid capacity.Superior Night Vision —complete visual acuity in total darkness.
Photophobia Sensitivity: Exposure to intense late-afternoon sunlight causes overstimulation and, in most cases, acute cranial discomfort. Not lethal, but highly disorienting.
— Glass Cannon Mage Typus; Combat Sorceress.✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦✦ Neurological & Sensory Traits:
The sensory profile of the Nattalf is highly unstable—bordering on the extreme. Individuals are often afflicted with either hypersensitivity or its paradoxical inverse.Examples include:
Scents that others find benign may become unbearable to them; others may trigger euphoria or trance-like states.Tactile input varies wildly—some respond to silk with soothing delight, while others might flinch from velvet as though it burns.
-Auditory processing is especially complex: music deemed “dissonant” may cause visceral emotional collapse, even tears, while harmonic frequencies can induce ecstatic visions or altered states.ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻ੈ✩‧₊˚✦ Cultural Notes:
Nattalf society is steeped in magic and myth, often revolving around dream-rituals and starlit prophecies. Most consider their magical talent innate—woven into their very breath—and often view emotional sensitivity not as a weakness, but as a gateway to deeper arcane connection, as long as it's in control of the inner equilibrium. Their reverence for both Nevaraleìd and Kadath transcends religion or nation. These dreaming realms are seen as extensions of the self, places where memory, imagination, and most of all fantasy intertwine. Sometimes, species of the waking universe — that is, the realm inhabited by those who are conscious and do not dwell in the Dreamlands — unknowingly cross over into that otherworldly dimension. These accidental travelers often find themselves trapped within the Black Maze, a place where their deepest fears take form and pursue them through shifting shadows.Their cries of terror echo across the veils of sleep, picked up by the fine-tuned senses of the Nattalf who wander the dreaming deserts of Nevaraleìd, just beyond the Black Maze's reach.
When someone is discovered in despair, the so-called "Sandmen" intervene. They remove the memory of the ordeal and replace it with a gift — a gentle, blissful dream. Upon awakening, the individual remembers nothing. The fear lingers only as a vague unease, dismissed as a simple nightmare, fleeting and unreal.
On occasion, the Nattalf themselves pass into the waking universe through mirror-oasis portals hidden within their desert. Unlike Nevaraleìd, the waking world is dense and heavy to them — its reality is abrasive, draining. Thus, they rarely linger. More often, they appear at night, ephemeral and unnoticed, casting dream-sand into the air before vanishing like smoke into shadow.This is how countless rumors and tales were born — the bedtime story of the Sandman, whispered legends of Nightelves who weave sleep from stardust. Most beings in the waking world consider them myths. And yet, some know. Some remember just enough to remain intrigued, haunted by the notion that beyond their mundane world lies a realm woven of dreams — and they yearn to enter it.-----⋆⭒˚｡⋆꒰☽♡☾₊꒱⋆⭒˚｡⋆-----*
-----⋆⭒˚｡⋆꒰☽♡☾₊꒱⋆⭒˚｡⋆-----✦Background Data:Childhood and Origins: There was a time when the upper realms of Asgard, and all of the Realms, were embroiled in a century-long war, with realms like Jotunheim and the Dark Elves occasionally joining the fray. By the war's end, peace slowly returned, but the toll on Alfheim had been severe. The once-proud kingdom bore scars of conflict, including the extinction of the Night Elves, a rare sub-faction of Light Elves known for their mastery of arcane dream-arts.The circumstances of Kjelu's birth remain shrouded in mystery, with no knowledge of her lineage or heritage. She was randomly found as an infant near a moonlit lake during a rare lunar eclipse—a celestial event often regarded as an ill omen. During the turbulent aftermath of the war of realms, Queen Sania and King Ljos of Alfheim, unable to bear children, found Kjelu and saw her as a divine gift to secure their lineage and political standing. Publicly, they proclaimed her their natural-born daughter, hiding the truth of her origins.A Pawn in the Court of Light: Kjelu's upbringing under Sania and Ljos was cold and calculated. The royal couple, more concerned with power and image than genuine love, treated her as a tool to further their ambitions. While publicly they displayed "affection" for their "daughter," in private, Kjelu endured strict discipline and emotional neglect. Her childhood was defined by:Strict Expectations: Groomed to be the perfect queen or bargaining chip, Kjelu was taught diplomacy, courtly manners, and "parental approved" magic under an iron hand.Rebellion: From her earliest days, Kjelu's fiery defiance showed through. She played pranks, misbehaved, ran barefoot, got dirty, and intentionally offended the court—a rebellion that led to punishments ranging from grounding to physical and verbal abuse.Loneliness: Her aloofness, peculiar appearance (black hair, silver eyes, shadowy aura), and her parents' oppressive rule made her an outcast among peers. Rumors swirled about her, and she lashed out at others as a shield, though deep down, she longed for connection. To her parents she was a black sheep; among peers she was called a freak.-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-Kjelu found solace in books, escaping into the worlds of magic, fairy tales, and dark romance novels. She developed a particular fondness for complex villains and tragic outcasts. Her love for stories extended to the tales and gossip of commoners and nobles alike, always keeping her ears sharp. It was here that she first learned about Loki, the cunning trickster god of Asgard.Magnus Opus Arcana and the Twilit Arts: From an early age, Kjelu showed a remarkable aptitude for magic. While her royal tutors trained her in traditional magic, she secretly explored forbidden arts. These arts gave her the key to freedom, allowing her to escape home or punish those who hurt her. She often used her magic to lash out, though always kept her true potential hidden from her parents.˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:･˚₊ *˚The Ruins of Tal-Rasha: Pretending to be dead to prank her parents, Kjelu fled Alfheim and explored the ruins of the ancient battlefield where the Night Elves had fallen. There, in the hidden catacombs of Midnattistir, she solved complex magical puzzles and claimed the legendary Eye of Tal-Rasha, a magical orb that chose her as its wielder. This artifact became her most closely guarded secret and is the true reason behind the plot of the Accursed.One night, during an escapade, she played a prank on a group of noblemen, causing their pants to vanish in front of ladies they wished to court. Their chase ended in rotten wine barrels and magical transformations. Kjelu believed the prank to be the work of the God of Mischief. Later, she discovered that Loki himself had orchestrated it. For her, it was a rare moment of joy and connection, the first time someone had helped her—even if only in mischief.ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻ੈ✩‧₊˚Adolescence and Mastery of Magic: As she grew older, her rebellious streak became more refined. Kjelu secretly handled the Eye of Tal-Rasha, learning to channel immense magical energy through it while avoiding catastrophe. This granted her the ability to:
Outwit and Humiliate Her Parents even more efficiently: She orchestrated acts of defiance, sabotage, and chaos.
Play the Long Game: At times, she feigned obedience to lull her parents into false security and find out who these 'false puppets' truly were.Seek Knowledge and Power: She amassed forbidden knowledge, joining the Midnight Cult to learn darker magic and uncover truths of Darklens history. Here, she also found her first circumstantial proof of the theory, that the royal court had been corrupted and that the war of realms hasn't ended yet.≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾House Beliestor: As Alfheim's political landscape grew unstable, King Ljos and Queen Sania struggled to maintain power, weakened further by Kjelu's rebellion. Chief among their enemies was House Beliestor, led by the charming yet sinister Faylord Beliel—in truth, Malekith the Accursed in disguise. Malekith conspired to dismantle Alfheim from within, using Kjelu as an unwitting pawn.Beliel's scheme initially intended to manipulate Kjelu into political marriage and then destroy her. However, his obsession grew to something utterly sickening and her possession of the Eye of Tal-Rasha, was part of his elusive plans: he would force her into marriage and use her as a puppet to power his return.Unaware of the full depth of the conspiracy, Kjelu began piecing together fragments too late. The culmination of these tensions was set to unfold at the upcoming peace treaties in Asgard—a fragile attempt to end the aeons-long wars between realms. Delegations from all Nine Realms would meet in Asgard, and this diplomatic gathering would serve as the backdrop for Kjelu...-----⋆⭒˚｡⋆꒰☽♡☾₊꒱⋆⭒˚｡⋆-----
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