#[muse aesthetic]

[gavas-world]

People with a good heart never win

But I think it's because people with a good heart aren't in it to win

[inafieldofdaisies]

[aestheticbyais]

🎶 I’m grateful you’re my father/daughter more than anything! 🎶

Charlie Morningstar and Lucifer Morningstar aesthetic.

[thedustyshehnai]

there you go my dearest wasteland baby fanatics <3

[geminiinspos]

[guardian-rocket]

CREATE EMOJIS TO REPRESENT YOU!

Tagged by @antvnger

This was fun and very hard not to just use the raccoon emoji for everything. 🤣

[museboardz]

#MUSEBOARDZ : pink gf, goth gf .

[hiraethsblogs]

The sun can’t be a home, but the sun can make homes. As I kept looking at you, I understood that the entity decided to make a home for me by sending the sun. You are no longer the replica of the sun... You are the sun the world will one day bow to, and I won't be there."

[1dramaprincess]

🩵

[siderealxmelody]

Rhaegar & Dragon-Fae History (Aka Erinyes)

The Archfae hailed from a archipelago shrouded in mist. Their three islands called the Isle of Jewels.

Court of Sapphire - the scholar/library section, it held all the knowledge of their kind.

Court of Emerald - was the religious island, it was manned by their priestesses. They manned the defenses, kept the mist and the Everflame burning.

Court of Ruby - this was the general area their court held. Many Eyrines were nomadic, only the imperial family and nurseries lived full time on the island.

2,000 years ago as the Asteri/Daglan expanded from their realm they found the Erinyes. The High Priestess of the time Achlys was swayed from her mission with promises of power by the commander of the Asteri. He taught her the magic of the gods and with her conquered the lands.

The imperial family fled, taking the children they could. Others fled on hearing the news, those who didn't were trapped, unable to leave as Achlys and her now mate Korok (the Asteri General) bound their magic and bloodlines to her cause.

The imperial family went to the other fae courts, bending the knee to Moon Court in exchange for protection and power.

Rhaegar was 8 when they'd fled, his little sister Alina was 4. But it was her's right that had been denied - The Isle of Jewels always passed to the eldest female of blood.

But here, among these Valg who had mated into Night it was males that were viewed as rightful. So Rhaegar's father made what alliances he could. He taught the females selected to protect his daughter the way their females fought.

This honor guard was called Valkyries for bringing vengeance and retribution for anyone who dared to touch Alina. Calaena, Enva, Penelope and Sotoria - daughters of Spring, Summer, Winter and Autumn.

It was understood when Alina took the court back she'd share the wealth.

But then Sotoria was forcibly married to another. Her brothers were locked away from trying to save her. Rhaegar watched for years as she languished in the Valg Court of Stars. As she refused again and again for his armies, her sister's rescue.

Why was she denying the truth? Would she become a shell of herself like Calaena had been when her Sam had died in her arms? Would he watch as the world took Sotoria from him just as he was beginning to understand his feelings for her?

The answer was yes.

The death shattered what little restraint the fae had. But it wasn't an effort coordinated against the Asteri in the Isle of Jewels. Rhaegar could only fight, watch as the Asteri tore at each other down. Korok taking this weakness to try to take the Asteri High Throne.

But he was more focused on the fact that Calaena's Sam was alive - that he had never died. That he had seemingly taken whatever he wanted and left back to his Asteri palace.

This would not stand.

Winning a war wasn't enough, not when he already knew this hollowness would stop. He couldn't rule like this, he couldn't be an effective beacon for his people.

But Alina could.

She'd been groomed for a kingdom, why not this one? Why not bend the knee to her? Their allies were strong - the warlords would bend to her or he'd cut their heads.

She had a mate now, she had the potential to have a family now - why keep her in the background when she could light their way?

So Rhaegar stepped back, becoming her Lord Protector. Korok was dead, but Achlys hold on their old home was resolute. It would be a death sentence to go there - to push for a war they'd loose.

Their people were here, their people needed them here.

Sotoria would want him to do good - so he would. It was perhaps the only way he knew how to atone for things he'd done in that war.

And soon their home was filled with the laughter of children again. Their mother had given them little sisters, little Freah and Larrah. It focused him, they grounded him.

But tragedy seemed to follow them. Larrah had left to meet her betrothed, a up and coming warrior called Devlon. Rhaegar had liked him, disciplined, unflinchingly brave - still able to feel judging how tongue tied he'd get whenever Larrah was around. It had been sweet to watch, and he'd made sure his sisters were allowed to choose their partners. He would not let them be forced into any unions they deemed unworthy of them.

But all his work, all his precautions didn't stop Larrah's death. Another war, this time smelled of Achlys involvement.

They'd taken what magic they could and with the help of Moon and Autumn built their Wyrdstone high on the mountain peak. The monolith would need a sacrifice of blood annually (of course it did - did Valg make anything without the need for blood?).

Rhaegar organized the Blood Rite, a way to show a warrior's prowess - of course Devlon volunteered. He half wondered if the boy had a death wish. If he'd take the opportunity to impale himself on a tree root. But he survived - becoming a Warlord.

Rhaegar kept an eye on him, not wanting the boy to up and die now. The last tether he had to Larrah now that Freah had left for the Sun Court.

This was how things stood, he tried to keep his relevance as the years past. As the names and faces began to blur. And Freah had more and more children to try to chase away the hollow ache where her twin's life should have been.

Till the letter arrived from the Isle of Jewels. Achlys was dead. But the letter made little mention of her. Only of the growing revolt against the half-breed rebel leader who had killed her.

Rhaegar didn't much care why or how. But the signer of the letter caught his eye. Creon, Achlys nephew. The heir most would have assumed to her throne.

He requested aid, requested to right the wrongs of his blood. To give the throne to Rhaegar's sister or whoever the magic would choose. For now it hadn't chosen anyone - he urged them to hurry. That this rebel leader was unstable, volatile and poised to become another Achlys.

Rhaegar:

Court of Sapphire also called - Sophos, Cobalt Court

Court of Emerald - Ceruile, Golden Court

Court of Ruby - Lumnos, Crimson Court

Inspo from: ACOTAR, FW, Everflame series, Court of Blood and Bindings Series

I hope this makes sense!! The stuff cAn always change I just wanted to give everyone a rough idea of timeline and what I had in mind!!

@sankta-alina-s - BELLA LOOK!!

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@starlsssankt

[gavas-world]

We are all museum of fear

[inafieldofdaisies]

Character Inspiration | Mercedes "Mercy" Sibley | ♡

— Know that I'm coming to get you, 'cause game recognizes game. By the way, what's her name?

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[aestheticbyais]

“He’s wrong. We’re not wearing costumes.”

Leonardo (TMNT 2003) character aesthetic.

[guardian-rocket]

Rocket's Anger

[museboardz]

#MUSEBOARDZ : pov — you're just a girl in the big city .