#CelestialFables

[dailywenqueque]

Time for din din 24/01/18

[starwrittenfates]

Sigyn smiles, quietly listening to her words, holding the crystal in her hands. She was surprised to hear it confirmed that she had the ability for magic, wanting nothing more than to follow and listen after it, going down this path. She had never been more sure of anything else in her life.

Then she gasps happily, blue eyes shinning with excitement. "You will? You'll teach me?!" Realizing her manners, she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Thank you, I would be honored. I am willing to listen and ready to accept all that magic has to teach me."

However, her cheeks suddenly turn slightly red at the mention of her brother as she feels her heart flutter at the mention of fate bringing the right souls together. "Of course! I promise to watch over him and keep him safe. I think all things considered, I've done good so far."

Celeste offers a warm smile as she gently places the crystal in Sigyn’s hands, her fingers lingering just briefly, as if sealing the protective charm with intent.

“I can see it in you—the spark of something more, something untamed,” she muses, tilting her head as she studies Sigyn with a knowing glint in her eyes. “Not all power is found on the battlefield, and not all strength is measured by the blade. Freya once told me that true magic is the will to shape the world with nothing but your own spirit.”

Her gaze softens, filled with an understanding that comes from walking the path Sigyn longs to take. “If you wish to learn, I will teach you. But magic is more than spells and incantations—it is a calling, a devotion. You must be willing to listen, to feel the ebb and flow of the unseen forces around you.”

Celeste steps back slightly, allowing Sigyn to absorb her words. “As for my brother… I suspect you will keep him safe in ways even he does not yet realize.” Her lips quirk in a small, knowing smile. “Fate has a funny way of bringing the right souls together.”

[neopronouns-in-action]

Neopronouns in Action #087: Out of the Kitchen and into the...

Neopronouns: cel/cele/cels/(celes)/celestialf which follow the same rules as they/them/their/(theirs)/themself.

Replace they with cel

Replace them with cele

Replace their with cels

Replace theirs with celes

Replace themself with celestialf

EX:

"They are going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as they get a fence set up around their yard so the puppy can go outside without them having to walk it. Their uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting them use, since they lost theirs. They're going to buy toys and train the puppy themself.”

Becomes:

“Cel is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as cel gets a fence set up around cels yard so the puppy can go outside without cele having to walk it. Cels uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he’s letting cele use, since cel lost celes. Cel's going to buy toys and train the puppy celestialf.”

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Cel had been led into the palace through a hidden side door that led down into the ground, closely following on the heels of the head baker, nervous beyond words.

This would be cels first day on the job, and cels first day in the palace.

The hallway the old woman led cele through was long, cramped, cold, dark, and confusing. The floor and walls were uneven cobblestones that radiated cold. It was a long straight stretch, with many hallways and doors extending off every now and then, with only small metal numbers on top to mark which was which.

The head baker stopped at one of these doors, and ushered cele through before cel could see what number it was.

This led through another hallway, though this one was better lit, wider, and much shorter, with the candle sconces placed closer together, showing a set of spiral stairs at the opposite end.

The head baker said only, “Keep in that form so you can learn on two legs, don’t try to keep up with me, and watch your step. They’re steep.”

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And then she was out of sight, hurrying up the spiral stairs with practiced ease and without a second glance, leaving cele to instinctively start forward quickly despite her warning, and then to struggle, incredulously, with the almost impossibly twisted angle of the uneven steps.

Even just stepping onto the very first one was like performing a full-body puzzle. The stone was cut so steeply, but the surface of the step itself was in such a narrow slice, cel couldn’t even fit a foot sideways on it without wobbling. Who in the world thought this was a good idea?

Eventually cel figured out that cel had to walk on tiptoes, keeping to the outer edges near the wall, where the steps were at their “widest”, which was just barely big enough for the toe of celes boots. These parts of the stairs were literally visibly worn down, from the countless feet that had trod here before cele.

Cel leaned forward as cele climbed, and did cels best to brace cels one hand and arm against the walls for balance, terrified of stepping wrong and falling down onto the hard stone. The stairs were so badly designed, cel wasn’t even sure it’d be any easier in cels other form. But the baker had said to stay like this, to learn how to walk up these with two legs, so cel wasn’t going to get a chance to find out right now.

The only good news was that the stairs were so narrow, they’d probably stop cele from falling far if cel did. Which seemed almost inevitable. Every foot had to be carefully placed within the groove where everyone else had stepped, and cel didn’t think cel could risk looking away from cels feet the whole time.

Never again would cel complain about the uneven wooden steps leading up to cels own home. That was nothing compared to this monstrosity of construction.

Cel had never thought that something as simple as climbing stairs could be so stressful.

It took what seemed like forever to reach the top of the cramped spiral, and by the time cel managed it, cels heart was pounding in cels chest like cel’d run a gauntlet, and cel was almost feeling dizzy from the way the floor had twisted under cels gaze during the climb.

Cel made sure to take several large steps away from the opening of the horrible stairs before daring breathe a real sigh of relief. Cel did not want to somehow fall backwards to cels death after getting all the way up here.

The old baker was waiting for cele, patiently it seemed, and she even smiled at cele when their gazes met. “I see you made it up in one piece?” she said, then said in a rapid fire, “Good! If you can’t get up and down those stairs on two legs, you can’t work in the kitchen. It’s the King’s rule, and anyone who gets caught disobeying it will pay the highest price. Don’t ever think about trying it, the walls have eyes. I’ve lost many good workers over the years when they stopped being able to make the climb on two legs. Well, now you’re up here, the hardest part is over.” She gestured towards the stout wooden door that marked the end of the small landing at the top of the stairs. “Come on through, time’s wasting.”

She led cele through the door, and into the royal kitchen, for cels first day of work.

The room was bigger than cels entire home, and the chopping table the head baker directed cele to was bigger than cels dining area.

The head baker said, “Wait here.” then went to a door on the other side of the room.

Cel took the time to quickly look around while cel waited, glancing over the various tables, shelves, baskets, boxes, and hanging pots and pans. There were various herbs and spices drying as they hung from the ceiling, and a trail of black soot climbed up the wall from the top of the various ovens and fireplaces. There were large vents set in the ceiling, still dark because the sun hadn’t even risen yet.

The baker came back before cel had time to see anything in more detail, her return announced by the creak of the door she’d gone through closing behind her as she emerged, carrying a wide basket of roots, with a sheathed cutting knife balanced on top.

“Here’s some achira for you to prepare for your first task,” She said as she carried it over, sitting it on the table next to cel. “I’ll show you how we do it here at the palace. Forget whatever your parents have taught you, and pretend this is the only way you’ve ever known while you’re in this room. Now, watch closely���”

There was much to learn, and always something to do, as other workers began to trickle in and the kitchen quickly became busy, so the time flew by. The head baker had been concerned that cel would have trouble with the work because of only having one hand, but cel was able to prove cels worth by showing that cel could do it – just in cels own way. Cel’d been born with only one hand, cel didn’t know any other way to exist, and cel’d learned how to get things down.

Cel wasn’t as quick about it as the head baker, or any of the more experienced workers who came in, but that was to be expected. It was cels first day after all. And there were certain things cel would just never be able to do, things that absolutely required two hands – but the head baker didn’t expect any miracles, and there were always other people who could do those kinds of jobs.

Everyone had to be trained at some point, and cel would get faster as cel learned cels way around the kitchen. The fact that cel could get up the stairs alone was doing cele a lot of credit.

Cel spent most of the time doing the more menial tasks, chopping and peeling vegetables, and once stirring the soup pot for a little while the main worker tending to it went to run an errand.

Before cel knew it, half the day was over, both breakfast and lunch had been served to the royals and their guests, and cel was about to be booted out to the servants’ area to have cels own lunch, provided from the uneaten portions of the royal’s meals, when a sudden commotion began at the entrance that led to the dining room.

It started with a metal dish suddenly crashing to the floor as someone gasped loudly and jerked back into the room, sending soup splashing on the stone as the bowl slapped face-down, and the lid of the dish rolled all the way across the room and clattered to a stop only after it hit the far wall.

A deep laugh rolled from the doorway, as the servant who’d carried the dish backed into the room in obvious fear, followed closely by a hulking, furry, four-legged form that wore a golden gem-studded collar, with a cloak of shimmering royal blue and red.

Cel already knew just from the royal clothes who this was, even before cel saw the silver and blue fur.

No one else in the kingdom, or any of its neighbors, looked like Prince Alexial, he was unmistakable. His base shape was that of a winged jaguar, but rather than brown or black with spots, he had been born with fur “as silver as starlight”, and striped with cerulean blue, despite having no tiger shifters in his ancestry.

His wings were feathered, folded across his back over his cloak. The longest flight feathers were a metallic bronze, with thick bands of sky blue with white spots, sapphire, and blue-black near the leading edge.

He has his sharp teeth bared in a laugh as he stalked further into the kitchen, forcing the server who’d dropped the bowl to keep backing away or be run down.

For a few seconds cel didn’t know what to do except stand there, too shocked to react. Cel’d never imagine that cel would ever actually be in the same room as the crown prince, let alone having to watch him as he played one of his infamous “jokes”.

“What’s wrong, dear?” He cackled, still stalking the terrified server, “I only bite a little…”

No one else was moving, not even the head baker.

The server’s back hit the long counter cel was standing at, stopping them from moving any further away, and one of their flailing hands knocked a plate off so that it shattered on the floor with a loud crash of breaking ceramic.

Prince Alexial continued to advance like he’d heard nothing, like he was stalking a deer. Cel didn’t know if he actually planned to attack this time, like he’d done so many times before to so many servants of the castle, but with the sound of breaking pottery, cel suddenly found cels limbs unstuck, and leapt to action like a spark bursting into flame.

Cel dropped the basket of food cel’d been handed, and jumped forward to put celestialf in between Prince Alexial and the server, transforming into cels three-legged form as cel did so.

The change in size moved cels head forward, so that cels bared fangs filled with a furious snarl ended up right in front of Prince Alexial’s nose, just as cel had planned. Cel would probably be punished for this, maybe even killed, but cel didn’t care. Cel couldn’t just stand there not doing anything when cel had the ability to help.

Prince Alexial’s white eyes had gone wide in shock, and cel could see cels purple and white mottled form reflected back at cele in his dilated pupils, which were so close to cels own.

But none of the things cel had been expecting to happen happened next. Cel didn’t feel his teeth in cels throat, or his claws in cels side, or hear his voice raise in a shout for cels arrest and immediate execution.

What happened instead was that cel felt a rush of unfamiliar magic pierce cel’s head, straight from Prince Alexial’s eyes and into cels own, and felt a part of cels own magic reaching out for him at the exact same time.

And suddenly cel was seeing celestialf from eyes that weren’t cels own – saw celestialf as a shocked greatcat, with wide amber eyes, a face half white with leucism, and mottled deep purple and magenta fur on the other half. Staring with shock and recognition that cel could both feel and see, even as, at the exact same time, cel stared into the face of Prince Alexial, whose expression was now a perfect mirror for cels own.

Two different faces, both reflecting shock and recognition, and slowly they began to diverge, as cel felt horror washing over cele, while Prince Alexial felt only elation.

Then the magic left cels eyes, and rushed cels back and to cels heart.

Cel wrenched celestialf out of the trance cel’d fallen into, and almost fell over from the shock of it.

A sensation like something so icy cold that it felt hot came crawling through cels spine, making cel almost leap out of cels skin. Cel whipped cels head around to stare at celestialf, watching in horror as cels fur rippled like waves at the shore. And then, before cels very eyes, cels fur began falling out in long stripes, and just as quickly, new fur was growing in – deep cerulean where cels fur was purple and deep blue, and white where cels leucism was in effect.

It itched and felt hot, like sunburn or bug bites. But within a few panic-stricken heartbeats, it was over, and the sensations accompanying it began to fade. Cel was left staring at celestialf, staring at the alien stripes that had over taken cels familiar, beloved coat pattern. So quickly there was no time to really process it.

But with a feeling of absolute dread, cel turned cels head to look back at Prince Alexial, already knowing what cel would see.

What had once been silver fur striped with blue was now covered with large and familiar patches of unpigmented pure white, in all the exact same places and patterns as it covered cele. And cel knew that the new blue stripes that covered cele were a perfect mirror to the ones that covered him, too.

They both knew what this meant. Cel had felt it when their minds had connected. And cel could see it by staring into his eyes now. Both of his irises had been white before they’d locked gazes. Now one of them was amber, the exact shade of cels own. And cel knew, without having to look through his eyes again, that one of cels own had turned white, in exact match to his.

Cel felt dread so deep and terrible cel wanted to melt into the floor and never come back. Cel knew what this meant. So did Prince Alexial. And so did everyone around them, who had frozen like statues.

And Prince Alexial?

He bared his teeth in a new laugh, but this time not of mockery, but of triumph. “Finally!” He shouted, rearing up on his hind legs and shaking his wings out, “Now nothing can stand between me and the crown!”

He landed on all fours again and swept his head around the room while cel could do nothing but stare in silent, numb horror.

“This is my soulmate!” He crowed, “Bow down to your true king! Bow down to the royal soulmate!”

Everyone stopped what they’d been doing and threw themselves onto the ground as quickly as they could.

Prince Alexial grinned widely as his gaze dropped back to cele, and he rushed forward, thrusting his head under cels chin, forcing cele to cels feet. Cel hadn’t even noticed that cel’d sat down from the shock.

“Get up, get up, we can’t have you grovel on the ground like one of these commoners!” the prince cried, his voice singing with excitement and glee.

Then cel felt his surprise when he finally saw cels front left leg, where it ended above the elbow, the match to cels arm in cels two-legged form.

But he just as quickly recovered from the surprise, saying, as he threw one now white-patched wing over cels shoulders, “Oh dear, you poor thing, what has happened to you? But don’t worry, no soulmate of mine will be allowed to suffer such indignity! Come, come!” He urged cele forward, towards the hallway he’d come through, where the pot of soup he’d made the server drop was still puddled on the floor.

Cel instinctively tried to resist, hissing helplessly, but he just jumped out in front of cele and spun around so that he could sink his teeth into one of cels right wing and tug cele forward that way, his now white and amber eyes glinting with amusement, the whole movement done so quickly that cel’d had no time to react or defend celestialf.

When cel had no choice but to stagger forward from the pain in cels wing, he released cele, and grinned like this was the best day of his life.

It probably was.

His parents, the King and Queen, had died two years before. But he hadn’t been able to ascend to the throne because he’d failed to find his soulmate, leaving the kingdom to be run by his uncle, and the circle of advising lords.

Now he had found his soulmate. Cele. And now nothing would stop him from taking the crown and becoming the new King.

“Come, my mate,” He said with a purr, eyes glinting, teeth flashing as he laughed, “You are now my Princev, and soon you will be my Maziarch. There’s no need to waste any more time with these peasants. Come, come with me.”

There was no point asking how he knew cel was nonbinary – their soulbond had told him that much. He didn’t know cels name or pronouns, but that could come later.

“Come with me, Princev.” He said again, more firmly when cel hesitated again.

It wasn’t a request, and he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

And cel knew, from everything cel’d ever learned about soulmates, that if cel tried to leave his side at any point over the next seven days, cel would die of literal heartbreak.

Cel had no choice, cel had to go with him, or die right here and now. And that probably wouldn’t be an option, since he could just order guards to force cele along if he had to.

Cel started forward, and Prince Alexial literally jumped up and down in the air like an excited kitten. Then he spun around and bounded for the doorway, and the spike of pain in cels chest as he got more than a body-length away forced cele to lurch after him and close the gap to make it stop.

He laughed as he led cele through the hallway, further into the palace, away from everything cel’d ever known or imagined, and cel had no choice but to follow where he led.

[rosakaebedo]

itty bitty reunion fic of the trio! enjoy <3

[fangedbats]

the first chapter of blown out stars is now up!! i hope yall enjoy and i’d love to chat about it ^_^

@duskdawnallen !!

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[ao3feed-superbat]

blown out stars

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/WAlQ1OU by celestialfic Gotham wasn’t any reporter’s dream. Gritty, dull, and with more risk than reward—it was perfect for Clara. A chance to prove herself at the Daily Planet and maybe even catch a glimpse of the elusive Batman had her volunteering to cross the river before she could question herself. But what happens when she discovers that Gotham, and its legendary protector, aren't quite what they seem? And perhaps there's more to the city’s princess, Beatrix Wayne, than anyone knows?   aka a self indulgent 1920s genderbent superbat au Words: 1536, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of blown out stars au Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Dick Grayson, Alfred Pennyworth, Lois Lane, James "Jimmy" Olsen, Lana Lang Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Clark Kent, Clark Kent & Lois Lane Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - 1920s, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, no beta we die like thomas and martha wayne read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/WAlQ1OU

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

shackled by your love holding me like this

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/t0jC4yB by celestialfic In many ways, she still felt like a stranger here. Not just in the grand halls of Wayne Manor, but in the very idea of family. She could feel the weight of it, like a blanket draped over her shoulders—too warm, too soft, too heavy. The Waynes were a family of touch, of closeness, of shared history. And she, Cassandra, had learned from the time she was very small to avoid that warmth, to keep her distance, to remain invisible. Words: 1518, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 5 of Hurtcember 2024 Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Cassandra Cain, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake (DCU), Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon Relationships: Cassandra Cain & Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Touch-Starved, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Cassandra Cain-centric, Family Dynamics, Internal Conflict, Character Study, Soft Bruce Wayne, Good Parent Bruce Wayne read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/t0jC4yB

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Classroom Setting Masterlist

Bad Boys Don’t Smile (wattpad) - phanci

Summary: Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school’s stereotypical ‘bad boy’. But if he’s so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone’s heart?

Don’t Touch Me - awesomesockes

Summary: Dan has developed PTSD after being kidnapped two years ago. Phil knows how to deal with him tries to help him whenever he’s feeling bad.

Exposed - multifandomfanfics

Summary: Ridgewell High School is known for its fast spreading rumours. So when someone starts a blog dedicated to outing people’s secrets, everyone becomes paranoid that theirs will be next.

Grey Areas and Expectations (ao3) - celestialfics (orphan_account), danthrusts

Summary: When Mr. Howell and Mr. Lester both start their first years of teaching in America at the same time, the students notice their mutual British accents and immediately get to work snooping, observing, and theorizing. The curiosity of the students added to the constant "threat" of fellow teacher Ms. Christensen equals nothing short of a chaotic school year full of memes, plants, and maybe a little bit of needed privacy in the teachers’ lounge closet.

Heard It’s Good Luck - DontForgetToPanic

Summary: “Is it for luck,” Phil asks, “or does this constitute bribery?” Where Dan’s a uni student, Phil’s his TA from last semester, their old lecture hall is conveniently empty, and this is all just gratuitous PWP

Houseplants, Fairy Lights and You (ao3) - thatsthephan

Summary: Dan's a bored Sociology professor. His life gets a lot more interesting when a new Botany professor moves into the classroom next door. Plus, it's Valentine's Day, and the students sense love in the air.

I Wanna Sleep Next To You (but that's all i want to do right now) (ao3) - unshipping

Summary: There is nothing more in the entire world that Dan loves more than he loves Phil’s laugh. He adores hearing it echoing through the hallways of the high school they both work in, and he can’t help but smile every time he catches a whisper of it through their shared classroom wall. Even muffled, it radiates pure joy and energy. Phil is a ball of sunshine, and everyone who works with him, is taught by him, or interacts with him for more than a millisecond is acutely aware of that fact.

Life is Just a Classroom (ao3) - Emejig16

Summary: Phil is bad at math and Dan is more than a pastel color wearing genius, he just needs the right person to see that.

Promises (ao3) - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Phil Lester is in a relationship with his high school teacher and he finds out that he’s pregnant while he’s still in school. Dan and Phil have to figure out how to be together and raise the baby while still hiding their relationship from the public, but it’s not as easy as it used to be.

Risky Situations - jilliancares

Summary: Dan Howell and Phil Lester don’t like each other, but Dan had too much pride to turn down Phil’s dare, even if it was to masturbate during class.

Safe And Sound (ao3) - pasteldanhowells

Summary: Dan gets bullied in school for being gay and gets beat up constantly by Chris Kendall’s ‘gang’. It wasn’t until one day when Dan escapes from the boys and finds himself in the English classroom, and he’s surprised when he finds help from Mr. Lester, the English teacher.

That Bullet Won’t Hit You (fanfiction.net) - flamboyant-lester

Summary: (Phan) (Oneshot) Dan and Phil aren't together anymore. But when an a man with a gun breaks into their school and engages in open fire throughout the classroom. Phil finds that his only instinct is to protect Dan. Warnings: profanity, high school au, angst, violence, depression, slight fluff? i'm american?, what? oh yeah and bad boy Phil holla

Theatre Class (ao3) - Star4545

Summary: Dan Howell is the new drama teacher with a classroom the size of a jail cell, students who won’t stop singing Hamilton, and the English teacher who won’t stop giving him bedroom eyes.

The Partner Project - fakecouple

Summary: The AU in which Phil is the nerd, and Dan is the rebellious bad boy with witty quips.

[rjalker]

KK first is the Prince, second is the protag. Not very catlike in this but oh well lol.

had to google things like "What color skin do lions have" to figure out a likely eye color for a piebald dragon cat since apparently the eye color that comes with leucism depends on the color of the animal's skin. apparently leucistic lions still usually have hazel colored eyes so I went with that.

Lineart is based on this medieval illustration:

[ID: A screenshot from a medieval manuscript, showing a quadrupedal creature that has appears to have white fur with what appear to be blue stripes, or could be the ink bleeding through from the page behind it, which seems to show two people standing next to eachother, with the blue stripes on the creature the lines of the other figures.

The creature’s face is mostly the same yellow color as the surrounding page. It has rounded ears, appears to have slits for nostrils on a round muzzle, and two eyes. Its legs are skinny and dog-like, and it has a medium length, skinny tail.

On its back are two wings, spread in flight, with deep blue-black at the front, them dark blue, sky blue with white spots, and finally brown and tan flight feathers.

It holds its legs pulled up towards its body as it flies through the air, facing the right.

End ID.]

Prince Alexial.

Pronouns: He/him/his/himself.

I haven't bothered to figure out names for his parents, the King and Queen. He has one sister.

[ID: The same creature depicted above, now drawn digitally, with thin lines in a new pose, against a white background. The colors go outside the lines sometimes, and the lineart does not connect evenly in some places.

It is sitting with its back turned to the camera as it faces to the left, its tail curled up and its wings partly folded on its back.

It has off-white grey fur or skin, with bold blue stripes that form a V along its spine, with a single stripe and some small spots on its jaw. Its face has a slight tan or yellow splotch on it, to mimic the discoloration in the original drawing.

The front legs are very simple and hastily scribbled in.

End ID.]

Next:

The protagonist who doesn't have a name.

Pronouns: Cel/cele/cels/celes/celestialf.

Haven't bothered figuring out names for any of cels family members. Has multiple siblings I haven't bothered to figure out any details of.

example paragraph for pronouns:

"She is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as she gets a fence set up around her yard so the puppy can go outside without her having to walk it. Her uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting her use, since she lost hers. She's going to buy toys and train the puppy herself."

becomes:

"Cel is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as cel gets a fence set up around cels yard so the puppy can go outside without cele having to walk it. Cels uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting cele use, since cel lost celes. Cel's going to buy toys and train the puppy celestialf."

[ID: The same lineart as above, now with a different color pattern. This character is mottled with different shades of purple, from magenta, to violet, to very deep blue, with large piebald splotches of white. Cels one visible eye is yellow-green, and cel is missing the lower section of cels front Left leg. End ID.]

They're weredragoncats. The protagonist gets a job working in the palace kitchen, and on cels first day of work, the crown prince decides to come into the kitchen to play "pranks" on the servants, and when the two make eye contact, they both feel a sudden sharp, magical sense of familiarity, and realize that that they are soulmates.

The prince immediately leaps, both literally and figuratively, to sweep cele off cels feet, intending to take cele away from cels life of poverty and everything cel's ever known...

...and if you know me you probably know where this is going.

[dailywenqueque]

☄️ Jupiter 🧡

On the vast stage of the cosmos, Jupiter stands as a calm but imposing warrior. His gravitational mass makes him the fearless defender of the inner planets, bravely confronting errant asteroids in his path.

However, behind his calm façade, he carries an inferiority complex, as if he were an "imposter" in the solar system. His constant effort to prove his worth reveals an internal struggle unknown to many. Jupiter, in the vastness of him, longed to be a sun, a luminous leader but he failed, and now, between her serenity and his strength, he lies an unrealized longing.

Among asteroids that defy his gravity, Jupiter walks with its 92 moons as silent witnesses of his internal struggle. In his cosmic exodus, he carries with him the painful echo of a past that he could not change: the asteroid that he could not stop and that, with its impact, sealed the fate of the dinosaurs on Earth. Although he carries that burden, his determination to overcome his limitations reminds us that even the celestial titans have their own problems.

Jupiter, witness to tragedies and unfulfilled aspirations, invites us to reflect on the internal battles that we all carry on our journey through the cosmos.

[actualfemslash]

warm eyes and a crooked smile (2536 words) by celestialfics Author tumblr: @liquidsaints Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Ashido Mina & Jirou Kyouka Characters: Jirou Kyouka, Ashido Mina, Yaoyorozu Momo Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Pining, Crushes, Friendship Series: Part 4 of momojirou week 2017 Summary:

Kyouka has a crush on a cute girl majoring in biological engineering and Mina tries her hand at being a wingman.

[neopronouns-in-action]

HYELLO i'm gonna give you a few neos i wanna see in stories tytytytyty 🤩

cel/cele/cels/celes/celestialf

kui/kuip/kuiper/kuipers/kuiperself

ast/aster/asters/asteroid/asteroth

asp/asp/asps/asps/aspself

dae/dae/daes/daes/daeself

faal/fala/faell/faelen/falself

THAAAANK YOUUUUU 🥺🥺

Thank you! I'll add them to my list :)

[rosakaebedo]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi Characters: Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi Additional Tags: Minor Injuries, Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss, Fluff Summary:

Tsukishima notices that Yamaguchi is attempting to practice despite an ankle injury, and takes care to patch him up.

[lupines-slash-recs]

Rec: The Sun in My Eyes by celestialfics

Rec: The Sun in My Eyes by celestialfics

Title: The Sun in My Eyes Author: celestialfics Canon: My Hero Academia Pairing: Momo Yaoyorozu/Kyouka Jirou Rating: General [G] Word Count: 4,279 Summary: While Momo is growing up, she learns. She learns things that are complicated, like molecular (more…)