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wandersong.bsky.social
the alts for this set make me a little crazy actually,

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a moment forward in time from a lower angle. Oz's body is obscured behind the leg and foot pressing firm into their thigh. the corners of their mouth are upturned.
October 5, 2025 at 6:49 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
yeah, it's you.

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Oz Relanah, miqo'te masc, viewed from a low-angle. they balance on one leg, their other leg lifted high and bent at the knee. a hand rests casually on their raised thigh. their other arm hangs loose out of frame. their clothing is ornate and dark, black leather and silk embossed with chysanthemums, belts and chains draped from their body and crossing their bare skin. their jacket is cropped to reveal the chest and waist, and their leather pants are flared. their eyes are hidden behind large round glasses tinted a bright, translucent blue.
September 30, 2025 at 12:24 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
i don't think Oz is sure about this,

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Oz Relanah, miqo'te masc, looking gently confused about being blonde all of a sudden.
September 28, 2025 at 4:41 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
ough,

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ough. a fuzzy idiot that i love,
September 11, 2025 at 12:14 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
cozy.

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oz relanah, miqo'te masc, is curled before a lit fireplace, nestled on a rug. another angle of the same moment in time. they seem to doze before the fire, propped on their shoulder with their eyes closed.
July 18, 2025 at 5:54 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
rest well, fuzzy bean.

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Oz Relanah, a miqo'te masc, tucked in for a little snooze.
January 21, 2025 at 4:42 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
i think quite a bit about the other half of the journey. one we do not see.

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Huákinthos, Azem, stands on the shore of the Citia Swamp dressed in white linen and gold accessories. their face is fully hidden from view, an azure braid spilling over their shoulder. a blue morpho perches on a tawny hand with long nails lacquered black. golden rings adorn their fingers, all of them reaching in welcome. — "is this how thou wouldst remember me, Hades?" Emet-Selch stands beneath a dark parasol, eyes hidden from view. his lips are pressed taut, corners turned down. there are no white shores here, no sapphire waters. the sun does not rise over the sea, a shock of neon caught twinkling as the morning wakes. the sky does not blaze in glorious color, warming with each passing second. it surely cannot be for they are not here to sing it awake, draw the very sun from its dreaming to hear their dulcet voice. Huákinthos, Azem, holds a blue morpho perched atop their gilded finger, opal eyes fixed upon its wings. his smile is subtle and fond. a golden headdress with a sun motif sits above his forehead, golden chain draped over his hair. a septum piercing, also gold, adorns their nose, a chain connecting to a piercing hidden by their hair. — "such scandalous impropriety! and rendered with no little attention to the minutiae—flattery will forge no path thou hast not already tread well, sweet psychopomp."
February 3, 2025 at 2:46 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
i've been digging into what i want to push towards next creatively—what next entices growth out of me. it's been nice to be experimental, a bit less structured as i play with light and shadow and dig into why i love gposing.

i hope to be brave enough to share more.

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March 10, 2025 at 10:17 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
kissing them both on the nose.

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April 19, 2025 at 2:04 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
stay up, stay woke, stay blessed

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another alternate shot, this time with focus on oz's face, their blindfold removed. from this angle, their smile is breathless. their good eye is open but half-lidded, pale blue eyeshine at their pupil. their other eye is closed, scars tracing over their cheek.
September 8, 2025 at 7:53 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
le magnétisme. — feat. @stabbingwaybun.bsky.social

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le magnétisme. the magnetism. framed beneath the crook of Evreux's arm, a nude figure stands in a washbasin, the glow of a nearby hearth cast warm against his wet skin. one foot is set on the edge of the basin, the leg raised so that he can draw a washcloth along his skin.
November 18, 2024 at 9:01 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
keepsake.

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an editorial portrait of Oz Relanah, miqo'te masc. their chest, hands, and thigh, lit with bright blue, peeks from a ring of white orchids and hydrangeas. one of their nipple rings is prominently featured.
June 26, 2025 at 11:02 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
they do not have their forklift certification,

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a waist-up snap of Oz Relanah, a miqo'te masc, looking clearly distressed. their ears are back, and their good eye is wide, brows furrowed with worry. their arms are bare for a change, faint scar tracing up and down their skin. what could have spooked them like this? oh dear. the shot pans out to reveal that Oz is in the cockpit of a mech, red-gloved hands on the controls. they look completely out of their element, clearly startled as the command 'Forward!' looms over their head.
April 27, 2025 at 7:59 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
the beacon.

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the beacon. an image hangs in a gallery, its gilded frame muted in the dim light. Huákinthos, Azem, stands facing away in portrait, clad in black robes sheer enough to reveal the figure beneath. a thin halo rounds his head, the orbit of a planet caught upon its ring. he is surrounded by flowers in purples and blues—hydrangeas, lillies, and tulips that seem to spill from the frame into the gallery beyond. Huákinthos looks coyly over his shoulder, the hints of a red mask set across his eyes. in his hand is a lantern hung high on a staff. a morpho fans its wings atop the lantern, and an eerie blue flame glows inside, ghostly winged insects floating in its light. in the foreground, a faceless observer looks upon the portrait, but his distinctive clothing—and distinctive posture, hunched in exhaustion—reveals him to be Emet-Selch, stood beneath a singular spotlight.
April 11, 2025 at 9:53 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
the fits were too good to not get close-ups

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how dare y'all look this good the fitsssssss everyone showed up and out made my job so easy, y'all
June 24, 2025 at 1:47 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
i guess this the part where i soft-launch Oz's ridiculous father, Kheni'a. stay tuned for actual pathos when my bones have the spirit

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a portrait of Kheni'a Relanah, Oz's father. a dark skinned keeper of the moon with dark-blue locs, his eyeshine sparkles in the dim, just like his slightly crooked smile.
September 22, 2025 at 1:55 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
Guiscard Enguerrand, Pâtissier apprenti to House Haillenarte [🍰]
Bon vivant, Detestable roué, Lover of Ishgard(ians)

early 50s
dandy (he/him gnc)
the vers kinsey 5 your man worries about
Gomez-coded, full of secrets

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October 19, 2024 at 2:44 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
le roi sans vie. —

happy halloween. 🖤

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Oz Relanah, a miqo'te, cosplaying as Alucard from the series Hellsing. Dressed in bloody red, they wield twin pistols in white and black, a cigarillo bitten in their teeth. Oz Relanah, a miqo'te, cosplaying as Alucard from the series Hellsing. Dressed in bloody red, they wield twin pistols in white and black, a cigarillo bitten in their teeth. Their round lensed glasses glow an unnatural orange.
October 31, 2024 at 11:13 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
sometimes, a vastly complex gestalt of aether and mathematics is just a cat,

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Dewey, the carbuncle of Oz Relanah, stands on Oz's desk at the Bookworks, the polished wood strewn with open books and half-drunk coffee, still piping hot in its mug. While looking rather dapper in his mortarboard and tiny glasses, Dewey seems to have taken issue with the trio of carbuncle figures also found on Oz's desk and has subsequently taken one of the impostors to task with well placed bap. Truly dreadful carnage.
February 25, 2025 at 5:23 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
forcing myself to do a little something while my bones rest.

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a simple fit check for Oz Relanah, miqo'te masc. they wear all black leather—from shorts and garters to jacket and gloves—and black net shirt and stockings. the nonbinary flag is tied into a cape that drapes over their shoulders.
June 23, 2025 at 7:20 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
sometimes, you get distracted from dailies enough to serve it forth a little

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Oz Relanah, miqo'te masc, wearing what could be charitably described as 'business casual cunt.' they are dressed in all black—a short-sleeved cardigan tucked beneath a cincher tight around their waist, a tight pencil skirt edged in lace, short gloves, and thigh-high stockings clipped into place, thick straps suggesting the garter belt beneath. a wide-collared trench coat hangs over their shoulders, and a dark red rose sits at their right lapel. their arm is tucked behind their back. their usual eyepatch is replaced with sunglasses with blue lenses, though their ruined eye remains closed. another view of the same moment in time. the cardigan is open to the fifth button, their chest scars on display, and the sixth and seventh button strain to remain done. they look to the side, veiled by their bangs. their pale blue eyeshine is bright enough to catch at their brow.
October 17, 2025 at 3:49 PM
wandersong.bsky.social
as penance for me fully forgetting his entire nameday, please feel free to behold his tits, just as he would want

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Guiscard d'Enguerrand, an elezen dandy, shot from behind at the Empyrean hot springs, Ishgard. Sat in the water and steam, their skin glistens in the chill, a mesh of wicked scars carved into their back. Their posture is relaxed as they gaze out on the horizon in the golden hour. Another angle of that same moment in time, this time closer and from the front. Late-afternoon sunlight casts golden against his skin, a web of scars old and young carved into his body, every mark a dread portent survived. As ever, he is gilded, gold hoops hung from his nipples and a ring-like pendant draped against his chest, nestled in a flush of dark hair. Though most of his face is hidden, he smiles, basking in the afternoon glow.
February 28, 2025 at 6:47 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
needy thing.

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Oz Relanah, a miqo'te masc, on their hands and knees on a large daybed in the For'ard Cabins, body arched to lift their chest. their violet hair is down and loose, a chunk hiding most of their ruined eye, and their ears lay back soft. they are clearly nude, though most of their nakedness is out of frame. they look to camera with a breathless, expectant expression, brows furrowed and lips parted enough to show a peek of their fangs. their fluffy tail is lifted, curling high. the same moment in time from behind, Tuliyollal beyond veiled in fog and rain. the day is balmy from how sweat gathers to gleam on their skin. their ears are low, and their tail is high, just as before—yet the angle beckons for touch, hips lifted even as the nave of their body is hidden in velvety shadow.
April 22, 2025 at 2:42 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
kept.

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kept. oz relanah, a miqo'te masc. naked and kneeling, they are in chastity, a silver cage locked around their cock. they are out of focus, save the chastity cage and a silver ring threaded through their nipple.
November 1, 2025 at 2:26 AM
wandersong.bsky.social
bunny suit season AND high slit dress? just for me and my wretched humours?

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the same outfit from the side. the thigh slits are high enough to see peeks of lace sitting high on oz's hip. another angle of the same outfit, this time focusing on oz's thighs peeking from each slit. a bruised bite mark sits just above the edge of a boot.
May 21, 2025 at 12:02 AM