#Aurelia hours

[deldeldel90]

Aurelia's backstory just makes me so upset for her, like imagine you're cursed by your stepfather, something undoable is done to your body that you weren't even aware of- and EVERYBODY seems to take his side.

He remains King. Your mother stays married to him. You get weird looks whenever you shout at him to stay away, whenever you return his gifts. You burn the books he gives you, and boo-hoo because of that.

She's not daughtering as she should. Call the Royal Guards for that.

"give it to me when I can actually taste shit again,'" you hiss, throwing the box of Monochrome chocolates back to the table. He ducks his head in shame. You feel the burn of anger surge within you.

You don't have any friends, especially after what happened. You're just irritable all the time, your jokes a little too mean, sense of humor kinda dry and unfunny. You try to be nicer, kinder, sweeter.

You want people to like you. C'mon, you're, what, eighteen? Forgive you for wanting some company.

You have Reneé. Reneé sticks by you. Your best friend. She's the one who invited you to the Club... and the Club becomes your friends, the closest thing you've got to a family. They're really the only place you're allowed to visit.

Everybody... Likes you. Because you're nice. Friendly. Sweet. You blend in with the crowd of other girls. You think they'd ought to speak up more. If they were you, and if you could, for once, drop that smile, she would've done that.

Then a girl appears, running in the night. Running away from some ball or wake. Something about her brother. She's sweet, truly. She's the sweetest. The nicest. The kindest- and you, you can't keep up.

The real kicker is the question of her not even being cursed in the first place. This is the Sanctuary for the Cursed, for the Outcast of society. And what is she the outcast of, the Dress Department?

She's got loving siblings, some boring prince to marry, a good relationship with her kinda-weirdo dad. With a crafty hand and a somewhat bashful smile, she charms every person she meets. Yeah, yeah, Aurelia's jealous. She's fucking jealous.

Later on, when she's royalty messed up beyond repair, she learns the most annoying part of it all: it's real, in that Gwen really is the sweetest, the kindest, she's truly a good person, something Aurelia just. Isn't.

She goes home. Home doesn't feel like the right word to describe it anymore. She flops onto bed, the beads of her necklace cold against her collarbone.

Aurelia searches for a justification, for any remains of the actually likable persona she put on. There's nothing.

There's just herself. And who will like that?

[sainzour]

carlos's kids biking!

[mossy-rossy]

First spawn. Older sister.

[bluetorchsky]

Happy Birthday, Aurelia and Florence!

Violin hummed softly as he placed the stacks of books he was carrying onto the floor. “I’m glad everyone could join us. I’m sure the kids will remember this one day.” He said as he joined his husband sitting on the floor.

Accordion chuckled and leaned his head against Violin’s. “Well, it won’t be hard since Zar and Zephyr took a lot of photos. Just gotta wait to get them developed so we can make an album.” He sighed deeply. “One year already, huh…”

The husbands looked back to their children, who were happily pushing a stripped ball back and forth between each other. Violin smiled but he paused when he saw how his partner looked. “Luv, are you okay? You seem…thoughtful.”

Accordion sighed again and lifted his head up, looking at him. “It’s just…they used to fit so snug in our arms but now they’ve gotten bigger–”

“And heavier.” Violin joked with a smile.

The other man frowned, but his eyes crinkled up into a smile at that. He continued on, leaning back where he sat. “That too. But it’s only been a year since we’ve had them.”The stripped ball rolled over to the parents and Accordion stopped it before it went any further. “They’re growing up so fast, and I…I…

Accordion trailed off and his eyes widened. “Trent, look.” He whispered, grasping his hand tightly as he did. “Look, look!”

Violin blinked in confusion as he followed his gaze. “Ollie, what are you-Ohhhh…”

Usually, the kids would have crawled over to their dads in order to retrieve one of their toys when it got away from them. However, Aurelia and Florence didn’t do that now. They had done a lot of crawling around during their birthday party. They wanted to do something different.

Slowly, each of the twins grabbed some sort of ledge. Aurelia grabbed the counter of a coffee table, and Florence grabbed the ledge of a footstool. With a look of determination in their tiny, bright shining eyes, they started to lift themselves to their feet on their shaky legs. The dads watched with bated breath, hoping to see their kids take their first steps.

But it looked as if it wasn’t meant to be. Just after a few seconds of standing, both of them fell back on their butts, on the carpeted floor. Aurelia sniffled loudly and hit her legs with her tiny fists, close to throwing her second tantrum of the day, while Florence looked down at floor with a very sad look, also sniffling.

“Oh, my dears. It’s okay.” Accordion said softly as he reached out to Aurelia. “You must be very tired after today.”

But when he moved closer, she pushed away his outreached hand with a huff. The action shocked him in place. “A-Aurelia?”

She made some noises before she grasped the ledge of the coffee table once again. Before she pulled herself up, she looked over to her brother. To the shock of the dads, Florence had managed to push the footstool closer to the coffee table. He crawled around it to be next to his sister, and said something to her with a smile. Her frown instantly changed into a smile, and she and Florence tried again to stand up.

This time, they managed to stand up long enough so they could grab each other’s hand. Holding onto their respective ledge, the twins tested their footing before they stood still, looking at the floor. Then, they looked up at their dads and smiled widely, giggling as they did.

“Da-Da! Pa-pa!” They cried out together before they both took one step together, pushing away from their support. With only their free hand to balance each other, the twins repeatedly called out for their dads as they carefully took one shaky step after the other, all while holding each other’s hand tightly. Just like their dads.

“T-That’s it, that’s it!” Accordion cheered, tears escaping his eyes. “You can do it, both of you can do it!” He had let go of his husband’s hand to bring his own hands up to cheer for his kids. “Trent, are you seeing this?”

Violin had his mouth covered with one hand, but his other hand gripped his husband’s shoulder tightly in answer. “I am, Ollie…” He whispered as he wiped away the tears slipping from his eyes. “This is amazing…”

Just as they got closer to their dads, the twins stumbled and almost lost their balance. But they each steadied themselves, with Aurelia having a very strong grip to her brother’s hand. After a few seconds, the twins continued walking forward until they collapsed onto their dads’ laps, giggling and laughing.

Their dads laughed along with them, picking them up into their arms and holding them close. “You did it! Both of you did it!” Violin cheered as he smothered Aurelia in kisses, making her shriek happily. “Ohh, what a wonderful way to end the day! Wait until everyone sees you walking all by yourselves!”

Accordion hummed a small melody, sniffling. “Our little music notes, you never fail to amaze us.” He whispered to them, kissing the top of Florence’s head, making him giggle. “Please, don’t grow up too fast…Otherwise, we won’t be able to see all the amazing things you do.”

Each baby babbled and giggled, getting drool down their chins and into their dads’ shirts as they snuggled in close to them. Their dads just smiled and leaned closer to each other, pressing their heads together as they sang a small lullaby for them. The twins struggled to keep their eyes open but once they each let out a big yawn, they closed their eyes and settled into their dads’ arms.

Carefully, Accordion and Violin stood up and took their children back to their crib, feeling a moment of pride for their twins and for themselves.

“We love you both so much.” They whispered to them, gently rocking them in their arms. “To the ends of the worlds and back, we love you both very much.”

——————

Happy birthday to the twins! I was a bit unsure how to end it off but there ya go. Somehow I managed to get this done before today admist everything going on in my life. I really do hope to find time to do the things I want to do soon, especially getting back into drawing and writing.

Full pic under the cut! Also, mentions of Zar belongs to @zerguette (Zar is gonna be SO happy to see them walk hehe!)

[hms-lurking-latinist]

This is such a fun idea! Here’s two of my favorite white men if you don’t mind vibe checking them :-)

I think I recognize the first one - this is the gay rat identity thief, right? Causes problems of all kinds. Officers hate him. Solidly pro-cannibalism. Possibly starts a cult? His face bothers me because he does NOT look right for the era - his beard especially makes him look 16th century. I think he was not only not supposed to be on the expedition but also not even in the show. I think he snuck in from a drama about Shakespeare.

The second one gives me a haunting sense of being somebody I went to college with. I think in this case also it is the beard. The guy that led my orientation group when I was an incoming freshman had exactly that beard. I can’t get past that, although I think I recognize him as a lieutenant. Is he the anxious lieutenant? I thought we had that one already. I guess there can be multiple anxious lieutenants. It would make me anxious for sure.

[angeliswiss]

Inside this letter is my heart, will you please take it?

Ahh, them... Absel thinks a lot about Basch on his day to day. How could he not!!!

[enlighten3d]

finished playing in stars and time earlier today. actively going insane! i! am! going! insane! aaaaa!

[never-surrender]

@4fter-hours \\ gets Aurelia

"And next up, we have Cherry Pie! Get your dollar bills handy, folks, you're gonna need em-" the DJ did a phenomenal job hyping up each dancer, but this one seemed a bit more than others. Emerging from behind the curtains, was a woman dripped in jewelry, bangles around her wrists and a tiered necklace dripping down to her breasts. She didn't wear the same provocative clothing the other strippers did, wrapped in a long silk cloak as seh moved onto stage with an air of bashfulness ...

Its an air that the people there seemed to eat up, hollering for her to take teh clothing off.

Not that she did right away. Toying them with an exposed shoulder, she moved around the pole with practiced ease, teasing them with sky high heals... and all at once as teh music picked up its speed, she dropped the cloak entirely, exposing herself to the crowd entirely in nothing but a thong and pasties to cover her nipples. Twirling the pole, she was quite good... and entirely unaware of the man in the crowd that had recognized her. Thankfully the lights in the place were as such it didn't expose her scars...

"Hey, you got a private dance request." says one of her managers once she was finished, and in the state Aurelia was in now? She didn't give two shits less if she did or not. Moving towards the room she had been brought to, she enters in with no real awareness of who was there...

"I hear you asked for me, big boy-" she coos the words, not looking the man in the face...

[doodlingcrayon]

Ring ring! Pick up, it's love on the line! ❤️🩷🤍

[direct0rhutao]

triple birthday combo!!

[positivelyghastly]

Quick sketches of Aurelia out of her glamour. I had more but I’ve scrapped them for now because they aren’t quite there yet.

The scary thing about Aurelia’s true form is exactly what people love her for in her glamour, her strength. Strangers will see a pillar of smoke and assume it is harmless, but somehow that smoke has a physical form. It can grab you from the shadows and knock the air right out of you. Sometimes she likes to solidify parts of herself to better intimidate. Pale, soft hands that fade into deep black at the wrists. Dangerously sharp teeth that glint among the wisps of smoke like long splinters of glass. All while those unblinking white eyes stare you down. The glow of them so bright it’s like looking into twin suns that have been shrunken down and trapped within this ever shifting fog. It’s difficult to contain her true form once she gets out. It slips through the cracks of the Clergy’s magic like a gas leak. Aurelia doesn’t like scaring people much in this world, she’s learned how to care about others and now she feels guilty, a pathetically human thing to do. But in the pit where it’s her job, she flourishes. Terror comes naturally to her there, flattening against the ground and drifting towards lost souls to seize their ankles and drag them into their eternal torment. Feeding on their nightmares until someone new comes along.

[gwyns]

if aurelia altenar has a million fans i am one of them. if aurelia altenar has ten fans i am one of them. if aurelia altenar has only one fan it’s me. if aurelia altenar has no fans that means i’m no longer on this earth.

[aureliawisenri]

after approximately nine million years, i've updated my dashboard blog view header thing that i routinely forget exists, bc ugh dashboard blog view

[derangedrhythms]

If I lived by the sea I would never be really sad. I get an immense sense of eternity and peace from the ocean. I can lose myself in staring at it hour after hour.

Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956 ⁠—  Aurelia Schober Plath, 18th July 1951

[never-surrender]

She can't help but to arch into his touch, a soft gasp falling from her lips as she feels his teeth nip at her skin before its smoothed over with the gentleness of his lips. "Yessssss..." she practically hisses the word as he inserts his fingers within her. Moaning loudly, Aurelia bites her lower lip as she begins to instinctively move her hips to grind down against his fingers, "Oh baby, I want that too... I want to feel you.. all of you," she moans, hands falling to the back of his head to grip at the strands of hair tightly. "I want to feel your tongue on my pussy while you fuck me with your fingers..." she was no stranger to dirty talk, after all.

Javier's hand run down his wife's body, slowly, as if traversing this terrain for the first time. His fingertips languishingly enjoying every single centimeter of skin they graced as they reached their final destination. With his lips on her neck, his teeth graze the soft skin before his lips kiss it. Whispering in her ear. "Is this what you want, my love?" Before he slowly slips in his fingers, a moan falling from his lips at how ready she is for him. "I want you to come for me, Aurelia. I want you to be as loud as you want for everyone to know when we walk these halls, who makes you make those sounds."

[angeliswiss]

What if I shared my hetalia oc here.... He isnt like a province hes just a country i.made up.

Absel... Aurelia.... yeah.... also i do ocxcanon w basch i dont care