#Dear princess celestial I'm

[whimsicalcotton]

salut bonjour could someone. please appear from the aether and help me with this uncomfortably large spider

[stargazerlillian]

OMGGGG... MY GIRL... MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL IN ALL HER CELESTIAL REVERIE... MY EYES HAVE ONCE AGAIN BEEN BLESSED WITH ARTISTIC GREATNESS!!💕💗💕💗💕💗💕💕💕

@stargazerlillian's OC, Star!

[miranyx1337]

Alastor x angel reader

FEATHER chapter VI

Tags: fluff (for now ) enemies to lovers, kissing, being protective, cuddles, sleeping problems, flirting, possesive reader is an angel, fem reader

Alastor POV

From window of the radio tower, I observed a silvery creature maneuvering through the crowd gathered under the hotel. It adeptly gave lessons in hand-to-hand combat and tips on outsmarting celestial entities. I lounged on a small rolling chair, resting my feet on the table.

Unexpressed frustration and anxiety engulfed my thoughts as I discarded another chewed-up pen. Knowing that the silvery feather hidden beneath the floor was inherently linked to its owner tempted me even more, to test its intriguing properties.

Her energy brought an unwritten relief to my shackled soul. Increasingly aware of my addiction, I shredded another pen. My hand searched the bottom of an empty drawer for the next victim. Perhaps a real victim would soothe his nerves? The taste and warmth of blood, screams, and insane doses of adrenaline always helped in moments like these.

One of the slender male figures often and closely positioned near the angelic being. it seems like he has chosen MY girl for a lunch.

With a snap of fingers transported to the company of my dear cannibalistic friend and the likely place of a future crime

’’Oh Darling, you are hiding again," her clawed fingers adjusted the slightly crumpled coat. "Everyone gathered here thanks to you, and you rot in the radio tower," she retorted disgusted.

"I'm sorry, Rosie, I was busy."

Alright, alright, but now I'm interested, who is she?"

Of course, she could only be talking about the laughing Y/N leaning her elbow on the young cannibal.

My patience is definitely being tested this day

‚,Then let me introduce you." I grabbed her arm and quickly approached to interrupt the cheerful conversation.

Rossie’s suggestive head motion clearly signaled the youngster to disappear and attend to something usefull

And this, my dear, is Y/N," - I calmly introduced, as if presenting another sightseeing spot. "Our guest from heaven."

"Oh my, so you are truly from heaven?" she replied, as if big wings weren't evidence enough. Our little angel apparently enjoyed some attention, parading cheerfully in her true form.

Yeah, it's nice to meet you, miss." Her gaze halted where I held Rosie under the arm.

"Oh, what miss? I'm Rosie, dear friend of Alastor." Too bad she had to reveal the truth so quickly; I would have liked to see if angelic beings can feel such emotions as jealousy.

"I see you're really skilled in combat."

I wouldn't say that. I can quickly spot opponents' weak points, including my brethren," she emphasized her allegiance.

Now uncomfortable questions could start, but I had already discussed it with Charlie. Y/N was declared as a founder of the ,,heavenly resistance against executions’’ and to show her support, she descended into darkness with the princess of hell.

We stared intensely at each other, and Vivien sensed the tension, letting go of my hand.

"Being honest, I've been watching you all day. Really, you are a lovely creature, and if I'm not mistaken, I could smell Alastor's perfume on you."

Ah, that intrusive and sensitive cannibalistic nose. I must admit, as always, reliable in reading situations.

"Ah yes, Y/N and I had a meeting last night to discuss some training issues." I explained

Yes, I can feel she needed to deal with your experience issues. And a 'holo hole' was the one to actually entertain you?"

A what now?"

I guess Y/N wasn't as embarrassed and angry as me for this improper remark. In the end, she was an angel. Her pure laughter entertained everybody around." "Oh sorry, I just ahahahah ."

Overlord lady starter to laugh with her

I thought it was the right moment to exit the conversation.

I wouldn't want to interrupt you, ladies, but Y/N and I still have some things to discuss.

Instantly, the smile disappeared from her angelic face. She took a more upright position, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I guess so."

Rossie said goodbye to Y/N with a quick smile and a hand on her shoulder, then immediately found herself another interesting occupation.

A heavy silence fell as I led her toward the radio tower. My demonic shadow trailing behind us definitely got too excited, like a dog seeing its owner. A whole day without her was definitely too long. I let the angel through, then closed the door behind us.

"Listen, Y/N."

An unexpected kiss interrupted me, decidedly more intense than the one initiated by me. My hands automatically moved to her waist to pull her closer, but she abruptly stepped back, leaving me unsatisfied.

"What's wrong with you? You hate others' touch, can't stand affection and romantic Things , but let me kiss you around?!"

Could she decide in what mood she wanted to be today? - ,, Y/N, let me explain everything."

"Alright!! I'm listening!"

"It's a curse. Since I ended up in hell, a curse hangs over me... when I get close to someone and form a bond it makes me a slave to them. That's why I desperately avoided closeness."

Of course, it was a lie, but it was the only explanation I came up with for the morning events. The sweet angel's knowledge of hell was limited, unaware of soul contracts or how punishments imposed on sinners worked; I could easily manipulate the truth.

I stepped closer, placing my hand on her cheek.

But you are different. You are kind, good, and lovely. For the first time I could trust somebody this much ." I continued

"You're lying. I don't know if you're someone I can trust," she said.

"Y/N, why would I lie?"

"I don't know, maybe your kiss will turn me into a demon?"

"What?

There was a bedtime story for young angels; if they acted bad, a demon would welcome them in their sleep instead of their mothers, and give them a goodnight kiss to turn them into a hell creature ."

"I've never heard a bigger nonsense since Charlie's hotel idea," - I couldn't help but laugh at this silly anecdote - And did you think these chains were a sign of turning into a demon?"

"Maybe," she said, apparently embarrassed.

"Haha, oh my dear. If you want, I can prove you every night that my demon kisses won't change your cute appearance." I leaned in to practically whisper those words

[jkl-fff]

Obsession in a Good Cause

Since I finally watched Season 4 of "Lego Monkie Kid" today (MAGNIFICENT!), I feel the need to extol and ramble a bit about something deeper I noticed. A profound, recurring theme that really elevates the series in yet another way I wasn't expecting from silly lego people having magic, kung fu adventures with monkeys and such (gods damn, this show really has no business being this good).

And it's how characters with noble intentions and even kind hearts repeatedly fall to an obsession to make things *better* in some way. They can never leave well enough alone, they can never settle for good. And then ... in pursuit of making things *better*, they end up succumbing to a mentality of "The Ends Justify The Means" that winds up making things so much worse AND costing them everything they held dear.

Spoilers below.

Season 1 starts off with Demon Bull King, an archetypal bad guy, especially for a cartoon; he's big and strong, he wants to rule the world, he wants revenge for being trapped under a mountain, he's even cruel to his son. But a funny thing happens after his Season 1 finale butt-kicking: He spends some time bonding with his son (who he now sees grew up without him yet still only wants his love and approval) and worrying about his absent wife (while also being pretty sure his kickass wife can kick the ass of anyone who comes after her). Then, after being saved by people he ought to consider his enemies, he just ... goes home and mellows, watches some cooking shows, and spends more time with his family. Just being happy with them.

Everything we learn about DBK after that is practically a flashback to his pre-imprisonment days at minimum more than 500 years ago. And it makes one thing clear: he loved his family with a fierceness that would face down armies. Literally. He fought the Celestial Realm with his sworn brothers ... and I'm pretty sure he tried to conquer the Mortal Realm originally to build what he would consider a fitting kingdom for his wife and son. (Before he became obsessed with conquest itself, thanks in part to Lady Bone Demon's influence--obsessed enough even to lash out at the two people he was doing it for). That last one, I admit, is speculation, but I think it fits with how tenderly he was shown to love his family in the past and how mellow and domestic he becomes after letting go of conquest and just deciding to live in the moment. It was principally for them, like a father who spends too much time at work to provide for his family. Arguably a noble cause, but he became so obsessed with it that he lost 500 years of his life (and nearly the rest of his life) with them.

(Princess Iron Fan and Red Son both demonstrate it to a lesser degree, I reckon. Their relationship was not really loving at the start of the series, probably having suffered as a result of their obsessive drive to free DBK at any cost. Then to please him after his return. At least until he crossed a line--under LBD's influence--and lashed out physically at them, prompting them to leave him ... until he came back to them.)

Next there's Lady Bone Demon ... She's as terrifying and seemingly inevitable as death itself (fittingly, even Sun Wukong is scared of her), and her goal isn't to conquer the universe, but to destroy it.

Why, though? To make a better, perfect world free of the pain that plagues this one. Because she sees this world as fundamentally imperfect, and that imperfection at its very heart is the reason for all the pain in the world. From a certain perspective, she champions a very noble cause ... It's simply unfortunate that the world and everyone in it needs to be mercy-killed for her plan to work. But what's a little pain now to prevent greater pain later, right? It'll be over quickly, and then everything will be better for everyone ... somehow. Never mind the pleasure and happiness and joy people find in their lives despite (or even because of) the world's imperfect nature; she knows better so she will make things better, even if she must make everything worse first.

(Likewise for Spider Queen. She's so obsessed with reclaiming power she once held, that she loses the good thing she has left with her three loyal subjects. Instead of moving on and starting over and living a good if humbler life ... she dies.)

Then we come to Azure Lion and Yellowtusk (not so much Peng, as he seems to have always been more self-serving, but whatever). Two former warriors of the Celestial Realm who rebelled after seeing its corruption and indifference to mortal suffering. Where LBD was cold and nihilistic, they are warm and reformative. Their ideological position is that the flaw isn't with the world itself, but with those in power who care more about their own wealth, position, glory, and appetites than the needs of the common people. Replace the current leaders with ones who actually care about good governance--who have compassion for mortals--and they believe things *must* get better.

And GODS DAMN that's a sympathetic cause. How do you argue against it, given everything that's shown of the Celestial Realm's inactivity and isolationism? How do you argue against it when that's the story of real world politics? How do you not admire their courage and perseverance to try a second time after getting beaten down?

But it isn't enough for Azure Lion to reunite with Yellowtusk and Peng, just like it wasn't enough to form his own utopic kingdom where he could make a real difference (Note: A region they seemingly drained of life to form?). He could've had a good thing and walked away, but it wasn't enough. He was obsessed with casting down the Jade Emperor and replacing him to make *everything* better, so it was worth every dishonorable act he had to commit along the way. Lie to MK and Mei, let the others suffer through the scroll, imprison a sworn brother (and his family) when he chooses not to join yoir fight, slay a celestial army (and it seems a good deal of the palace staff), and risk the cosmos tearing itself apart? Strike preemptively at a potential threat even to the point of levelling mountains and slaying innocent mortals? All justified to keep his power, because he's the only one who will use that power responsibly and honorably. Ironic and tragic.

Finally ... Sun Wukong himself. What I love about Season 4 is how we see him before and druing that pivotal Journey to the West. And we get the perspective of several people who were very close to him before it--his sworn brothers. Azure and Yellowtusk admired how deeply SWK cared for his monkey subjects enough to be inspired to rebellion against the Celestial Realm, and even enough to choose SWK as their original replacement for the Jade Emperor. Macaque arguably loved him as more than a brother (if you interpret their interactions that way) and was prepared to follow along despite believing SWK should just stay on Flower Fruit Mountain and live happily ever after.

But Macaque gives us a fascinating insight into SWK's character before even that--insight into why SWK went to train with Madter Bodhi and raided the peaches and pills of immortality and so on. He feared death, he feared the good times ending, he never felt secure enough. He always needed more immortality, more power, more of a guarantee that things would stay wonderful for himself and those he cared about. Which eventually saw him imprisoned under a mountain, alone; which eventually saw him indentured to Tang Sanzang and forced to combat his sworn brothers; which eventually put him right back on Flower Fruit Mountain without any of his old or new friends. He was obsessed with things being *better* than they were ... and that inevitably cost him in the past, and threatens what happiness he does have in the present.

Thankfully, like DBK, he is capable of learning to move on. Hopefully, he'll be able to do so (and can help MK learn to do the same) before it's too late.

[quitealotofsodapop]

I wanna tell yall that I had a LMK-focused dream once where Bai He was in the Celestial Realm during S4 (no explanation), and in the "safe house/palace" away from the Brotherhood she found an old man lying gravelly injured in a bed and went to comfort him

The man was the Jade Emperor. Fatally wounded by Azure Lion but swept away by his dear wife before the final blow.

Bai He is barely the size of the emperor's palm, and she climbs up on the bed and scoots over to him and asks if he's ok.

The Emperor, delirious with pain and fading fast, whispers; "Oh Zhinu... I was wondering where you where."

His eyes close and Bai He assumes he's napping. She crawls next to him and falls asleep to keep him company.

Then a dream sequence occurs where the Jade Emperor is staring down three much larger emperor-figures, holding Bai He in his arms.

White Robed Emperor: "You can't be serious!" Black Robed Emperor: "She's not even legitimate!" Red Robed Emperor: "It will be a great mistake." Jade Emperor, softly: "I don't care. She's perfect." *looks down at Bai He with the sad fondness of a grandfather*

Bai He wakes up in the arms of the Queen Mother. The celestial tigress walking solemnly away from the Emperor's bedroom. The Queen's face is stained with tears.

Bai He: "Is the grandpa man going to be ok?" Queen Mother: "He's in a far better place now child... can you tell me your name?" Bai He: "I'm Bai He." Queen Mother, satisfied nod: "Princess White Lily. A beautiful title for a little girl." Bai He: "???"

and it ended there.

Btw; Bai He had cat ears like my cat demon idea for her. The Queen Mother and JE made a point of petting them in the dream.

It giving me Ideas

[helmetkeeper]

hai! could i get a playlist 4 a fictive of four from battle for dream island: the power of two? my music taste sux so i need moar stuff 2 listwn 2. i like ska and punk rock and like fiona apple/neutral milk hotel type stuff. ty!

- @fourscorneroftheearth

hello @fourscorneroftheearth !! and sure :]. not exactly sure if i got the ska genre right, but regardless i think you'll like some of these ^_^.

order: song by artist [notes / extra artists] (english translations)

dividers by @/saradika-graphics and @/sweetparty

Nothing {Can Make Me Love You More Than I Do} by The Nite-Liters

Shortenin' Bread by The 3 Pieces

BUZZARD FEATHERS by Compost

Shut Up by Bloodhound Gang

Mata Hari by The Atomic Fireballs

Start Wearing Purple by Gogol Bordello

Have Fun Rotting by Yourself by The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches

People Pops & Fudgesicles for the Hit Factory by The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches

Hard Man Fe Dead by Prince Buster

Come Down {Pomps and Pride} by Lord Tanamo

Dracula, Prince of Darkness by King Horror

Whatever Gets You Outta the House by Death Of Guitar Pop

Caminando por la Calle {Me Voy de Mi Casa} (Walking down the Street (I'm Leaving My House)) by Las 4 Monedas

My Daily Food by The Maytals

Manila by Telethon

Operción Sol (Operation Sun) by Los De La Torre

Guns Fever {Blam Blam Fever} by The Valentines

Mughead Ska [single version] by Llans Thelwell And His Celestials

Soon You'll Be Gone by Blues Busters

Jumping Beans by The Sign of Four

People Funny Boy by Lee "Scratch" Perry [and The Upsetters]

Rude Boy Dreams by The Skatalites

Swing Easy by The Skatalites

Time Bomb by Rancid

2-Tone Army by The Toasters

Ska Wars by Capdown

Stepping Out by Big D and the Kids Table

Ma and Pa by Fishbone

Razón (Reason) by Los Caligaris

The Skinheada Dem a Come by Mr. Symarip

Bullet In The Mattress by The Gadjits

Rat-at-at by The Skints

El Corrent by VADEBO

Temerario by Itaca Band

What Is Love by skameleon [def. my favorite one by far lmao]

We Want Less by Bongo Botrako

Girl Anachronism by The Dresden Dolls

Jesus on the Telephone by Machinery of the Human Heart

Good Fortune by PJ Harvey

Hold It In by Jukebox The Ghost

The Great Gig in the Sky by Pink Floyd

The Reckoning by Dom Fera

Dinner At Eight by Rufus Wainwright

Wicked World by Laura Jansen

Dog by Ben Folds

Walk Away Renee by The Left Banke

Dear Elaine [2007 remaster] by Roy Wood

Rosy Won't You Please Come Home by The Kinks

On the Bombsite by Duncan Browne

How Can I Be Sure [single version; mono] by The Young Rascals

Care Of Cell 44 by The Zombies

Mermaids by Florence + The Machine

Caution Repetitive by Princess Chelsea

Ful Stop by Radiohead

Holocaust of Giants by Rasputina

Mirage by Alexandra Savior

Season of the Witch by Donovan

Morning Sun by Dave Bixby

Waves by Norma Tanega

Spin Spider Spin by Patty Zeitlin

Come Outside! by FESTIVAL

Heavy D by Fire on Fire

Black Is the Color by The Dry Spells

Gypsy Storie by Faun Fables

[encryptedspyro]

Nightmare's Night... (MLP INFECTION AU)

(This covers the start of the AU, It goes over Twilight's most recent note.) Dear princess celestial, I think I know how this whole situation started, years ago, when you banished Luna. I think something contaminated her on the moon. It can't just be insanity, it's spread through illness in people who didn't even know what the symptoms were so it's not mass hysteria either. I know you haven't gotten back into contact with me in a while. I'll be making a visit soon. Just please, I'll be reaching out to cadence soon and Zecora. Me and my friend's have all gathered at Apple jacks farm, I brought any and all the book's I could that might help us with this. I'm sorry for all you've been put through so far. Take care. - Twilight Sparkle, your apprentice.

[hantheheart]

OK so I have off hand mentioned Leoma and Alden a few times? on this account over the years since I first got into NNT, so I'm finally sitting down and writing out just a shit tone of their lore and yes it has to be both of them because I watched YuGiOh as a 15 year old and it frankly warped me as a person as well as how I make characters.

So to start, we gotta go back. Back 3000 years before SDS, back before the Holy War, back before Elizabeth and Meliodas had even met, and down to the mountain range that separates the "Modern" location of Camelot from the rest of Britannia.

There once was a mountain, flush with metals and gems of all kinds deep within and below. The village atop the mountain was inhabited by metal workers and jewelers who regularly traded with all others across Britannia. Their weapons were said to be made by the best Smiths in the world, their jewelry said to be finer and more intricate than any other. Their very lives were said to be so ingrained with the metals and gems of their home that their eyes were the color of the precious metals they mined and created with, their hair the color of the gems they painstakingly shaped and polished.

In this village, a Blacksmith by the name of Gormen was known well for his ability to enchant his works as he made them, filling them with magic that was stronger than most enchantments added to already finished pieces. His wife passed young, leaving him alone with their young daughter.

She had vibrant sapphire blue hair and eyes the shade of polished silver. She was spunky and energetic, eagerly racing about with the other children to wrestle in the dirt but just as eager to help her father in the forge even from a young age.

Leoma was known throughout the village for energetic nature, but more so for how she took after her father. She was young when her magic manifested, only 8 year old, helping her father with a piece of armor when she embedded it with a low level heat resistance. The plate was warped from suddenly refusing to shape but was proudly displayed on the mantle as the moment of importance.

Over the years, members of the Goddess clan would visit just as any other clan, fascinated by the advancement of these not-quite human people. One in particular, a promising Divine Lance Corporal by the name of Alden, had a fascination not only with the creations from the mountain, but with the people. Their use of magic to enhance their creations, not just the weapons and armor, but the jewelry and other non-combat related trinkets was captivating and she eagerly explored every shop and forge to see it all for herself at every chance she could.

Leoma and Alden's paths crossed often, enough so that Leoma eventually convinced Alden to teach her to wield a sword. They become good friends and Leoma often expresses her wish to see Britannia with Alden, something the young Goddess was happy to promise to do one day.

But as the Holy War drew in and eventually overtook Britannia, the peaceful mountain would not stand for long.

The Demon army would overtake the resource heavy mountain and plunder it for all it was worth. Alden would arrive just too late with others of her kind, horrified at the carnage and the rubble that remained of both the village and its mountain.

The survivors were few and far between, and Leoma's father was one of the casualties. Alden, deeply horrified by the grief of her dear friend's loss. brings her to Celestial Realm and pleads with the Supreme Deity to help her friend in some way.

"She will become a warrior." The Deity says. "She will be one of us." Leoma is granted special powers, the ability to manipulate light itself into swords, armor and even wings. No longer quite Human, nor quite Goddess.

The two join the Holy War, Leoma only 15 years old, and are appointed to fight at Princess Elizabeth's side and act as her guards. They become close over their time together, since Leoma and Alden accompany Elizabeth everywhere and the Princess finds their willingness to follow her wherever and keep whatever secret outings she may go on quiet.

During their time fighting at the Princess's side, Leoma and Alden would meet Mael and become friendly with him. While he may have hoped their influence could help him become closer to Elizabeth, it would easily become a secondary thought as the two younger fighters clearly looked up to him in the way he looked up to Ludociel his whole life. He gladly helps them to train in their spare moments together and finds himself a bit more attached to their eager smiles and easy adoration of him both in combat and in normal moments than he'd anticipated.

Leoma is the first to slip, to call him "brother" during a conversation. And at first its a flustered panic, both freaking out and apologizing before he'd even registered what was said, and they're gone before he can answer. But when he finds them again, the conversation makes it obvious the two had thought the same thing of him for some time. They'd both been too embarrassed to say anything, choosing to keep their mouths shut and leave it as it was. But he finds it all far too endearing. He'd been "Little Mael" for so long, even to the Princess who held his affections all this time, that having these two bright eyed young warriors regard him as someone to look up to that way?

He could hardly stop himself from bragging about it to Ludociel not 20 minutes later.

They're both on edge when Meliodas comes into the picture. The Princess's secret outings to met with him are fussed over, neither Leoma or Alden trusting the Demon Prince. But as the fighting wears on and the Prince proves himself a true ally, they begin to let it slide.

And then Leoma takes a hit.

It's just a normal battle for them, Leoma and Alden providing cover for Elizabeth and Meliodas, the couple wreaking havoc on the attacking Demon army when one gets a lucky shot. Leoma goes down, a near fatal blow combined with some poison that seemed impossible to deal with.

In a panic, Alden uses Possession to hold the poison and injury at bay with her own power from within Leoma's body. Leoma's hair and eyes lose their vibrant colors, her hair becoming white and her eyes becoming golden and branded with the insignia of the Goddess. Surprisingly, the two are able to remain independently conscious. They return with Elizabeth to the Celestial Realm to beg the Supreme Deity to fix Leoma, but are met with an uncertainty.

It's unclear if Leoma can be healed, because of the way she had become with the blessing of the Deity. Holy magic should work, but if it was going to, Elizabeth or Alden would have already healed her. And yet, she remained in a limbo of Life and Death, Alden's own interference the only thing holding Leoma to Life at all.

They hardly know what to do with themselves from there. They don't even get the chance to see Mael before Elizabeth and Meliodas are inflicted with their hellish curses and the Coffin of Eternal Darkness is sealed. All the other Goddesses lose their physical forms, Leoma and Alden only able to remain corporeal for the fact that Leoma's body is still that of non-Goddess, thus they survive that which takes their fellow clan members' physical forms.

At first, they follow Meliodas, as lost in this newly changed world as the once fearsome Demon Prince is without their Princess. And for a few of her reincarnations, they stay close by. Desperate for something, anything, to hold onto now that they've lost everything they've ever known. Meliodas is the only one they can lean on, and they're all he has in this world where the love of his life comes and goes far too frequently to ground him for long.

But it hurts, and there's something about watching how Meliodas seems to always been on the precipice of going mad with each death they can't stand to watch. They leave the Demon to his endless cycle of love and loss, crossing paths with him just often enough to be sure he hasn't gone completely off the deep end.

It weighs on Leoma as well, the length of this endless lifetime. They aren't cursed the way Meliodas is, and Leoma was still some kind of human. To save her friend's mind from the same damage Meliodas is undergoing, Alden begins to seal Leoma's memories away. This body will live on and remain at the vaguely young age it had been since being blessed, so long as Alden can supply it Holy Magic, and she intends to until they can find a cure for her afflictions that even the Supreme Deity couldn't fix.

So they wander Britannia, Leoma's memories hidden away every few decades to prevent madness from warping her mind and Alden occasionally guiding them to Meliodas to be sure he hasn't been lost to this grief and endless loop.

The last time they see him is in Danafor. Liz is a spitfire for sure, and Leoma immediately adores her, they get along like a house on fire and Alden can't find it in herself to pull them away too soon. But they leave anyways, with promises to return soon enough to see Liz and Meliodas again.

Danafor is gone days later and the grief is unbearable for them both. Alden seals Leoma's memories and they make their way to Vaizel. They spend a nearly a decade there and Leoma eventually takes the title as Champion of the Tournament and holds onto it for a few years. They leave again for a while, to see how things are in the rest of Britannia, but return in time for the Fight Festival the Sins arrive for.

Leoma enters the Tournament, claiming to Taizoo that's she returned for her title that he'd "been holding onto for me". She actually ends up pushing King out of the running by literally pushing him to the ground when he's floating above it at the end of the preliminary round.

The fight with Cain is one she wins, his Blaze power a bit overwhelming when she cannot use her summon swords, but the fighting skills she's gained over the last 3000 years are more than enough to put her close enough to simply pick up the old man and put him down outside the ring. There's some complaints that she "disrespected" the old man, but she ignores them with a word that she'd "rather not accidentally kill the geezer."

The fight with "Meliodaz" is one Alden appears for, asking him if there's a reason he's here and where "the only person we both care about" is. He assures her Elizabeth is fine and asks if they'll actually be fighting. Alden replies that no, she happens to like this town too much to deal with what would happen if the two of them were to fight, even holding back, and leaves the ring. There's general displeasure from the crowd, but Alden simply joins the Sins where they're gathered and waits.

Leoma's memory is still spotty, not recognizing Meliodas but having some vauge recollection of Elizabeth, but passes it off as "you just seem familiar". Leoma also noticeably seems a bit flustered around Ban at first, but it quickly disappears as they two of them become drinking buddies.

Alden occasionally takes over Leoma's body to talk with Meliodas, usually to scold him in some regard, but also to get caught up on what's happened since Danafor and let him know what they'd been up to.

It's unclear for a bit whether Leoma is aware of Alden's existence with her memories sealed away, but during the fighting against the New Generation of Liones Holy Knights, the two work together to use Leoma's abilities and Alden's Holy Magic to defeat the hybridized Knights.

Frankly, they both just kinda vibe until after all the fighting calms down in Liones and Merlin settles in for a bit. Alden confronts said Sorceress and asks if she can fix the situation she and Leoma have been in for the last 3000 years. And of course, Ms Deus Ex Machina absolutely can! In fact, she can even help with the body thing too, since Alden's spent so much of her magical energy keeping Leoma alive that she can't even revive her own corporeal form.

So, thanks to Merlin and probably some help from Gowther, Alden and Leoma are returned to being two physically separate beings and Leoma's body is even healed from the mystery poison.

Later, during the time of everyone training with the Druids, Alden and Leoma are able to return Leoma's memories to her, albeit slowly and instead of training like everyone else. This is about when Leoma first meets Arthur Pendragon and they're both noticeably a bit awkward and unsure how they're supposed to talk to each other. Arthur speaks formally and Leoma, who's never done that for anyone but The Supreme Deity, struggles to do the same. It's second hand embarrassment for everyone around them the whole time.

My memory for most of the plot I had for Leoma and Alden is vauge for a while, mostly because I haven't re-watched SDS in a good while, but the maze fight arc comes and goes and Leoma and Alden end up splitting up in the aftermath of Meliodas' "death".

Alden stays with Elizabeth, loyally following her Princess wherever she may go.

Leoma winds up joining Arthur in Camelot, partially to return to the lands she was born in but mostly to help the resistance effort the young King has started with her experience in fighting demons during the First Holy War. The two begin getting along, the awkwardness from before vanishing. She even gets to use her innate magic to create weapons for the survivors of Camelot, which Arthur notices that she seems much happier to be in a forge than on the battlefield.

By the time of Meliodas' resurrection, Leoma and Arthur have tentative feelings forming and a friendship blooming. Enough so that they're able to fight well together, Leoma's blessing from the Supreme Deity working well to inspire the resistance effort to continue fighting.

Leoma and Alden are reunited when the Sins come to fight Zeldris and Estarossa, who neither Leoma or Alden have seen yet. They both react joyously at seeing who they believe to be a dear friend, but are confused when everyone tells them of "Estarossa, the one who killed Mael".

"But Mael is right there!" They cry, desperately trying to understand how Elizabeth and even Ludociel do not see him. "Meliodas and Zeldris don't have another sibling, that's Mael! We would never forget him!" It turns out that the blessing changing Leoma to something not quite Goddess didn't only prevent Leoma and Alden from being rendered formless at the sealing of the Coffin of Eternal Darkness, but also made them resist the original Gowther's memory altering spell. It's devastating, seeing everyone act like the man the two of them had looked up to for so long was someone else, and worse so to hear how even he believes it.

Arthur's death wrecks Leoma, out right horrified that she could only stand and watch. She's out of the fight for a bit out of grief as she'd even begun to believe in Arthur's dream of making his kingdom one where all within would be safe and happy, even if she was aware of how outlandish and childish it was and the wake up call of loss is especially painful.

They remain with the Sins throughout the remaining arcs of the Holy war, Leoma noticeably less cheerful and even becoming more snappish for a time. Alden and Elizabeth both try comforting her, but she refuses and is often around where Merlin keeps Arthur's body. Merlin does intervene once, asking why Leoma continues to stay so close to him. She can hardly explain, torn between guilt and some kind of grief she doesn't know how to explain.

Leoma and Alden remain close together with the Sins during the fighting, especially close to Elizabeth. Even if they know the Princess is capable of taking care of herself, it is still their duty to protect her, as both job bestowed upon them by the Supreme Deity as well as their own personal loyalty to the Princess.

The King of Chaos Arc begins and, the moment Arthur is shown to truly have been revived, Leoma rushes up to hug him, despite Alden's initial wary reaction. She helps Merlin calm Arthur down, going so far as to take the newly revived King's face between her hand and tell him that "lots of shit has happened but we cant explain it till you calm down"

The two help everyone explain everything that has happened since Arthur's demise, Leoma keeping his hand in hers out of worry he'll slip back into the pained state from before. Leoma remains close to Arthur through everything, even when Merlin sends the Sins and crew away, Alden trying to reach for her friend right as they're warped back to Liones.

Leoma and Alden continue to fight alongside the group against Cath Plaug, the two easily falling back into their roles of defending those making the stronger attacks.

Cath is defeated and everyone goes their seperate ways. Leoma follwos Merlin and Arthur to Camelot while Alden returns to Liones with Elizabeth and Meliodas before returning to the the Celestial realm.

Alden regains her place as a Divine Lance Corporal and serves under Mael, though they retain the friendly sibling-like relationship they had before the war.

And as for Leoma.

Well, that's gonna be for another post. Because I have a couple takes on that for different reasons.

[onlyswan]

an assumption? hmm...how about... you...perhaps...just maybe...love...jungkook...? possibly? (ok but a real one...you are just a fluffy little kitten operating in a humans body, born to become a cute loving lil celestial body that sprinkles love on everyone from up in the night sky...forced stay earthbound and take exams 😞...) hehe, i missed you so much and have been away so long :( i have to catch up !! can't wait for the next drabble, i miss my koo T^T hope you're doing well <3 oh oh also! things i associate with beloved iw!couple? i know it's not an object or place but, orpheus and eurydice :') saw it on broadway a while ago, and after reading the drabble with jk reading about it makes me so....sigh oh! and riding bikes on a pretty breezy summer day (passenger princess jk my baby...that was the first drabble of yours i read and is so dear to me ueue) and also everytime i use tissues (not often) i think about oc wiping jungkook's tears with tissues cause tears irritate his skin. and also saiki k. TT that was probably my *second* drabble of your i read, and i started saiki solely because of it. it is now one of my favorite anime so thank you for that art...ur so cool. also every time i watch it, i gotta match up to the dreamy soft vibes iw!couple had going on while they watched, cause comedy is best when you feel comfy. ok! i'm done! sorry this is so long. bye bye ♡ (i lied one more thing. i actually don't know if i'm still moon anon now that i came off anonymous lmao? either way, very glad i started writing to you in the first place. not sure if it counts but i think you're my favorite penpal)

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both very much true… no other fluffy little kitten operating in a human body in the world loves jungkook more than i do… 🥲🩵

i missed you too and i hope you’re taking good care of yourself!! 🫂🫂🫂

oh my god i teared up immediately when i read orpheus and eurydice thANK YOU this is very personal to me

passenger princess jk getting the special mention he deserves <333

and also everytime i use tissues (not often) i think about oc wiping jungkook's tears with tissues cause tears irritate his skin.

🥹🥹🥹 stop this is so cute you remembering such a tiny little detail

AND SAIKI K YESYESYESJDKDJDJ still top tier :") i’m so freaking happy i got someone to watch it hehehe i’m excited to rewatch it again this yr when i have my summer break ^__^

you’re still moon anon to me and i do believe we’re penpals <3 love youuuu

[mythologyfolklore]

Liù'ěr Míhóu joins the jttw gang, or: How to redeem an all-hearing celestial monkey with a superiority complex and a seriously bad attitude

Chapter Seventeen: Pacifying a Rakshasi

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It had been a while, since Liù'ěr Míhóu had last put his negotiation skills to use, so he hoped he still got it.

Miles before he arrived at the Rakshasi's den, he overheard her grumbling about how, if a “certain ape” dared to show his face there again, she'd give him “the fan that makes even more fire, just to get him off my arse!”

Liù'ěr Míhóu snorted – that sounded like something he would do, if he still had beef with the Monkey King. Too bad for the Rakshasi that Liù'ěr Míhóu wasn't the Monkey King. He was the Six-Eared Macaque and he would not fall for such a cheap trick.

When he knocked at the gate, a richly tressed demoness in a red dress emerged, wielding a furious expression and two long swords.

“HAVE YOU STILL NOT ENOUGH?”, shrieked the demoness, making him wince from the volume. “ARE YOU SEEKING DEATH, THAT YOU SHOW YOUR FACE HERE AGAIN?! THAT'S IT! PREPARE FOR-” She paused and blinked. “Oh. You're not Sūn Wùkōng.”

The Macaque feigned offence: “What! How dare you insinuate, that I would be – that I would even resemble that- that flea bag! Is it because I'm a Spiritual Monkey? Or is it because I'm a Buddhist monk?!”

The Rakshasi sheathed her swords. “Apologies. What is your name?”

“I'm the Six-Eared Macaque, Sūn Wùhuàn”, he introduced himself. “And you must be Tiě Shàn Gōngzhŭ. I have heard of you. It's an honour to meet a goddess – even, if you just mistook me for a skinny-ass rock skull.”

She chuckled: “You're funny. Follow me inside, little flower.”

“I'm a male.”

Since the other Pilgrims had accepted his temperament, he had grown more confident about it and more open. He would no longer allow people to assume.

Tiě Shàn gasped: “Oh dear! Another false assumption! My apologies! Allow me to make it up to you! Surely you want some food and tea!”

Liù'ěr Míhóu smiled. “I'm famished.”

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“I hope you don't mind, if I just call you Liù'ěr”, said the Rakshasi, as one of her maids served them tea. “Sūn Wùhuàn sounds too much like … ugh.”

“I understand”, the Six-Eared Macaque assured her and took a sip from his cup. “Oh, this tea is most excellent! It's like a dream for my tongue!”

Though to be fair in the past months he'd had nothing but what he'd managed to beg, so of course this tasted like the Heavens.

Princess Iron Fan smiled at the flattery. “Thank you. I grew it myself. So, what brings you here, Liù'ěr?”

“Before I answer that, may I know why you received me with swords?”

“You have to forgive me, but this morning that insolent rhesus macaque Sūn Wùkōng just came in here like an avalanche and asked for my banana palm fan.”

���Rude!”

“I know, right? And when I pointed out, that he hurt my son – my little Hóng Hái'er! – he had the audacity to say …” She inhaled sharply and emptied her cup in one gulp. “… He said that my baby boy was better off this way! That it's the highest honour to turn from a Demon Boy King to a monk having to serve a stranger!”

Godsdammit, Wùkōng.

The Six-Eared Macaque frowned. “That's indeed a very tactless way to put it.”

“Tactless is the understatement of the year!”

“I must admit I'm struggling a bit. On one hand I'm a Buddhist monk and have to defend my brethren. On the other hand … I'm a parent too.”

The Rakshasi blinked. “You are?”

“Yes. I couldn't keep my baby, but I miss him every day.”

That was a lie. He had never wanted it, it had been forced upon him and he'd given it away without hesitation.

“So I understand how you feel. I can't help but wonder … how is my baby right now? Is he healthy? Happy? You know, all that.”

That part was true.

“Your son has been hurt and taken away and that hurts your heart. I feel the same kind of pain. But … at least you can still visit each other. I cannot.”

Tiě Shàn Gōngzhŭ frowned. “You cannot?”

Liù'ěr Míhóu put on the saddest face he could muster. “No. I gave my little boy to a foster parent I could trust, but she lives in the west. I have to cross these mountains to get to them, but I can't fly high enough to get past the flames. Do they ever go out?”

The Rakshasi frowned. “I extinguish them, when the peasants in the valley grow their crops, until after the harvest. Can you wait until spring?”

“Spring?! I haven't seen my baby boy in decades! I was hoping … I don't know, when I will have the next chance to …” Liù'ěr Míhóu put on the waterworks. “Forgive me”, he sniffled. “It's unbecoming to be so emotional … in front of my host.”

“Oh, don't worry about it”, Tiě Shàn cooed and gestured for a maid to fetch tissues for her guest. “Is it not a host's duty to lighten their guests' sorrows and see that their wishes are met?”

“And in turn the guest must respect their host, for they are showing you courtesy. As the proverb says, 'If someone shows you kindness once, honour them as your parents for the rest of your life'¹”, the Six-Eared Macaque returned with a watery smile.

“But who is the older one of us, hm?”, the Iron Fan Princess questioned with a grin.

The Macaque chuckled: “Good question. Allow me to listen into the past …”

“You can listen into the past?!”, she exclaimed.

“The past, present and future. I can hear most anything”, he smiled. “By the way, the past tells me you're two Celestial Years² older than I.”

But the Rakshasi hadn't heard the last part.

“You can hear the present and future! That is amazing!” She paused for a moment, before breaking into a radiant smile: “Oh! Let me offer you a bargain!”

Liù'ěr Míhóu tilted his head. “A bargain?”

She nodded eagerly: “Yes, a bargain! You may borrow my fire-extinguishing fan to cross the mountains, if you tell me about my son's present and future.”

“Do I get to take the fan from where you keep it, before I listen in?”, he asked innocently.

For the split of a second, the Rakshasi's smile flickered.

Gotcha!

Then she recovered and stood up: “Of course! Follow me!”

“Ten thousand thanks!”, replied Liù'ěr Míhóu, kowtowed and followed after her at a respectful distance.

Turned out the Rakshasi's treasury contained many a magical trinket, among them her armour, swords, spears and of course multiple fans.

“Let's play a little game”, she suggested. “See if you can identify the right fan without my help?”

Well, ain't that convenient!

Liù'ěr Míhóu giggled: “A seeking game! How fun! I love those.”

“You seem in a much better mood now”, remarked Princess Iron Fan.

“But of course!”, laughed Liù'ěr Míhóu. “I could see my baby soon! How would that not cheer me up?”

The sooner I get this stupid fan, the quicker we can continue and the less time I will have to waste protecting slaphead. But she doesn't need to know that.

“Don't count your chickens, before the eggs have been laid. You need to find the right fan first”, she pointed out.

The white monkey gave her the sad puppy eyes (sad infant monkey eyes?).

“But is it wrong to hope? I heard in the future, that if I'm forced to take the long way around the Flaming Mountains, my baby and his foster mother will get seriously hurt. I can't let that happen. Besides, if I don't get the right fan, you won't get the right information. As according to your bargain”, he added, when the Rakshasi's eyes darkened. He gave her a pleasant smile and turned his eyes back to the fans.

To say that Liù'ěr Míhóu was an honest monkey would be a lie, but in this case he was willing to play fair in his own way to get what he wanted.

Hm … that one guy told us that the fire-extinguishing fan is made of a banana palm leaf. But here are five banana palm fans alone. The one on top is a normal fan, the bottom one is too. Hm, this is a little more tricky than I expected … is it this one …?

His hand hovered over the biggest banana palm fan.

But then one of the Rakshasi's attendants giggled in the background and he drew back his hand.

Nope. Too obvious. I guess none of these is the right one. She must have transformed it into something else. Now, what to do, what to do … welp. Time to play dirty.

His six ears twitched, as he listened through time.

“That palm fan is from Mount Kunlun … a magical artifact born of the primordial chaos … finest leaf of the essence of the supreme yin … can extinguish all fires … people fanned by it are blown 84 000 miles away …”

Not quite the information he wanted, but it did explain why Sūn Wùkōng had taken so long to come back earlier. Moving on.

“That's the fire-extinguishing banana leaf fan? But … it's the size of an almond!”

“You just need to need to press your left thumb to the seventh red thread on the fan's handle and say: 'Hui xu he xi, xi chui hu!'³ That way it'll grow to 12ft in size …”

PERFECT!

Now he just had to look for a banana palm leaf fan as tiny as an almond.

He had a guess, but there was a problem: the Rakshasi most likely kept it on her person, where no one could take it away. In her pocket? Too obvious. In her undergarments? It could slip out of those (and the last thing Liù'ěr Míhóu wanted was to have to undress anyone).

All of the sudden he had an epiphany; there was a strange lisp to the Rakshasi's speech pattern. Not a natural lisp, more like she had something under her tongue.

He turned back to look at her.

“Is something the matter?”, she asked innocently.

Yep. Definitely under the tongue.

Well, this blows … how do I get her to spit it out?

“And could you please stop swaying your head like that? It's a bit creepy.”

That startled the Macaque. “Huh? Oh, I … sorry, I can't help it. That just happens, when I think.”

Tiě Shàn Gōngzhŭ smiled. “Well, in that case, sway as much as you want. My dear husband always fiddles with the hems on his clothes, when he's lost in thought.”⁴

“That's adorable”, Liù'ěr Míhóu admitted.

“It really is”, the demoness sighed dreamily. “He's so sweet.” Her expression saddened. “But nowadays, he spends more time with his concubine, Yùmiàn Gōngzhŭ. I haven't seen him in a while. My son has been taken from me and my husband is dallying with his mistress at her home. If it wasn't for the jewellery and money he sends me, I would think he has forgotten me.”

“He has not”, the white monkey reassured her. “With my hearing I heard something very interesting earlier.”

Tiě Shàn Gōngzhŭ looked curious, so the Macaque continued: “I heard a certain monkey we both hate ask him for the banana palm leaf fan and your husband sounded really angry, when he accused that rock head of upsetting or deceiving you first. Believe me, if he got so enraged on your and your son's behalf, then he deeply cares for you.”

He had expected the grateful smile he got in response.

What he hadn't expected was for her to spit something out of her mouth that wasn't bigger than an almond.

“Here is the treasure”, she said and handed it to him.

Liù'ěr Míhóu marvelled at the thing. “It's so cute!”, he breathed. “That has to be the tiniest banana palm leaf I've ever seen!”

“I'll show you how to make it bigger”, the Rakshasi offered and instructed him.

The Spiritual Monkey listened to her, as if he hadn't eavesdropped into the past earlier.

So he did as told, pressed his left thumb to the seventh red thread on the fan handle and recited: “Hui xu he xi, xi chui hu!”

Suddenly the fan grew and the startled Macaque was buried under a giant and surprisingly heavy leaf.

He peeked up from under the fan and smiled sheepishly: “Neat! Uhhh, how do I shrink it down again?”

Tiě Shàn Gōngzhŭ laughed heartily.

It was so infectious, that the Six-Eared Macaque couldn't help but laugh along.

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1) An actual Chinese proverb 2) 1 Celestial Year = 365 Earthly Years 3) A breathing exercise for Daoist alchemists 4) One of my stimming habits.

[touhoutivations]

Dear Lady Yagokoro,

I know it's been a long time since we've talked! Everything has been pretty wild since I left the Moon, and I'm sure you've been having an interesting time of it as well. Things are so loud and exciting here! There's new things to learn and see every day. I've been trying to see as many new things as I can, but it's been a bit hard. It's been so fun!

I've also been (gag) making some Earth friends. (That's a joke, the gagging part. They're actually really neat. Trust me.) I wish you could meet them, I think they'd have some interesting things to say, especially about you. The Capital always talked about attachments to Earthlings and impurity would be something that would cause the ruin of us all, but. It's not too bad, really. I wish I had learnt this earlier. It would've been great.

Have you seen Sister recently? I don't know if she's made it to Earth yet, but if she has it would be great if you could tell me. I kinda miss her, you know? It would be nice to see her again. I know she'd be kinda meany and grumpy about living on Earth, I know she's not really a great fan of the Earthlings, but. I wasn't either when I first got here, so I think she'll notice how cool it is here eventually. I know that I did, so I think there's hope for her yet.

Hope I can see you soon!

As always, your faithful student, ▚▜ (But the Earthlings call me Peaches!)

P.S: I'm happy for you and the Princess! I hope you two are doing well together!

To my cherished student and Pr-

Forgive me. If the 'Earthlings' call you such, then perhaps it would be remiss of me to not also categorise myself as one.

Dear Peaches, Has it truly been so long? For an eternity is barely a blink of an eye but…yet, in some way, the Earth truly dilates one's eyes to a clock that is so slowed yet so full of wonder. Perhaps in the way that the moonlight causes it's own affliction of lunacy, so too the Earth- though I wouldn't call such thing 'impurity'.

Yes, there's much merriment to be had. I myself find myself studying horticulture, the Earth feels so much more familiar but so much more vast when I can need only glance outside to find and discover a new herb or plant, or one that I've become acquainted with. Tewi has requested I try to cultivate a golden apple tree- apparently some likened them to peaches, but I feel her reasoning is far more…down-to-earth shall we say.

I'm delighted you've made some friends upon Earth, I know isolation, especially with the vast distance in brainwaves between Lunarians can be a challenge… The moon…it's desolate, powerful, perfect. But here- it's a whirlwind of creation. Different ideas, people, scientific reactions, drinks, foods- even if Gensokyou is a slice of what was forgotten…I do truly wonder what the Outside World is like. Impurity was always framed as 'sin', but perhaps it was change.

There's a patron that visits me, a celestial. She's rather fond of peaches (the fruit) themselves. She doesn't have any ailments, if anything- she purchases poisons or spices that intentionally make her feel pain. That the life she lived in Heaven, with nothing but endless 'joy', was it's own form of a boring, insufferable Hell. Perhaps you'll meet her soon.

As for Yorihime…I'm not too sure myself. Though, there has been a recent incident where powers have been duplicated, and it's caused quite a bit of upset among some Gods…fufu, I can only imagine how any Lunarian would react if they found out their untouchable power was mocked and commercialised, though I couldn't help but think of her relationship to the Gods. I would entice her but…let's just say the envelopes I float to the mood get torn asunder before they can reach it's surface. But I have hope for her. After all…with enough time in the equation, a nigh impossibility…becomes a certainty. All I can do is hope that her time entwines itself with yours and mine.

Thank you for such a wonderful letter, and please do stop by anytime. Kaguya, Reisen and the Earth's rabbits would be delighted to see you again.

Sincerest Regards, Eirin Yagokoro

[darkmatter-nebula]

Colli somehow falls into the Mario universe and meet the brothers who are quick to see that Colli despite his strange appearanc is a kind and gentle baby.

Good morning, my dear @megacandy420! 👋😊

Thank you for the request!

One-Shot: The Kind And Gentle Starboy

"Awwwwww! You are so adorable!" Princess Peach was cooing about Colli's cuteness. The celestial boy with otherworldly fluffy lavender hair and a heart of gold, who accidentally fell into the Super Mario Universe, smiled sweetly at her.

The first people he had met were Mario and Luigi. It didn't take long for both of them to see how kind and sweet the strange looking little boy was. The brothers, just like Peach, immediately took a liking to Colli.

What Colli didn't know was, that his big brother Hunter fell into this world as well. The young Grimwalker was looking everywhere for his beloved little Sunshine. "Who is that?" Bowser, who came across Hunter, was confused.

The blonde boy noticed the King of the Koopas. "Excuse me? Have you seen my little brother? He has the fluffiest lavender hair, beautiful red eyes with yellow sclera and a adorable multi-colored face. The left side is blue with cute little freckles."

Bowser immediately noticed how much this pointy eared boy seemed to adore his little brother. "No, I haven't seen anyone with this description." "When you do, could you tell me then? I'm worried sick about my little Sunshine."

Even though Bowser was one of the bad guys of his world, he decided to help. He kinda had a soft spot for kids. "Ok. Can you tell me your little brother's name?" "His name is Colli." "Alright, then. I'll see what I can do." "Thanks!" Hunter was glad to hear that.

Meanwhile, Peach was cuddling with the sweethearted starboy. "Your small body is so pleasantly warm, Colli!" She kissed softly his freckled cheek. Luigi couldn't help but smile, same for Mario.

"Your Highness? Bowser is here! But he doesn't want to capture you. He says that he is looking for Colli. Apparently, the boy's big brother is worried about him." "Hunter is here too? I hope he is alright!" Colli spoke up.

The celestial boy floated out of the window and approached Bowser. 'The blonde boy didn't lie about his little brother's appearance!' The King of the Koopas thought. Before Colli could ask about his big brother, Hunter appeared.

"Colli! I'm so glad that you're alright!" The young Grimwalker didn't hesitate to shower his little Sunshine's face with lots of kisses. "Awwwwwwwww!" Peach, Mario, Luigi and even Bowser, were cooing.

Not long after that, the interdimensional rift appeared and Hunter returned with the kindhearted starboy back into their own Universe, where Colli had a very long cuddling session with his big brother.

The End

[sizeable-star-wars]

Rosalina floated over to the sofa and rested on the sole small area not covered in the gluttonous senator’s fat.

“Thank you, dear,” Rosalina said, massaging Padmé hard-working gut. “I realize that this is an odd request, but I’m glad that you agreed to it. I see belching as a declaration of one’s love for food, and I hope that you could use it as a declaration of love for me.” The celestial princess failed to keep a scarlet hue from painting her cheeks as she spoke.

Padmé smiled warmly and gently held one of Rosalina's hands while letting the other continue to massage her huge gut. "Rosalina, you know how I feel about you. Of course it'll be a declaration of love for you~" She replied with a soft chuckle, snuggling closer to her and kissing her blushing cheek. "And I'm ready to make that declaration whenever you are." She said, eating a handful of chocolates and grinning as her belly gurgled happily.

[unboundwanderers]

@kemikorosu whispered: ❝  will you sleep with me?  i know how that sounds i just mean—  i feel safe when you’re there.  ❞ STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS | ACCEPTING

               They were on an away mission, whisked along onto some mission by The Timelords- yet again. Separated from The TARDIS after the Timelords took control of it forcibly, dangling the keys in front of The War Doctor until he'd agreed to give them his services for a mission. They normally never DID this, though- as The Gallifreyan High Council and the collective heads of The War Council seemingly AGREED that The Doctor was a loose cannon and that his accomplice- The Celestial Princess, was EQUALLY as hard to control as her Timelord compatriot. So they only called on his services for one type of mission; Suicide Missions.

               Stolen from the TARDIS, placed upon a Battle Tardis meant to carry SIXTY timelords with only TEN (Including Lumine and her friend) The Doctor was wandering around the ship, and when he noticed Lumine's exhaustion- he put the option on the table. There were crew quarters, and both of them had their own quarters. The Doctor shooed her off and continued wandering the halls for an hour or so- but it didn't take long for him to hear shuffling behind him, and when he did- he spotted her, and she asked.

               "Ah, well- you know me... Restless bones! Can't let my guard fall, not even around my people. Natural Instincts!" He jokes, hands behind his back- semi-leaned forward and balancing on one foot, turning his whole body to look at her. He tried to present as shorter than her, sometimes- attempting to look up at her- even though he wasn't shorter- and was actually taller than her. He knew when to lie, but the also equally knew when Lumine saw through his lies, "...Ah- Well..." He exhaled, moving to stand up straight- hands at his sides.

               "I can't sleep. I never do, anymore. It wouldn't be worth it, my dear. I'm sorry."

[cxlxstialroyalty]

"No no! Nothing happened in the celestial realm!" She quickly corrected, then released a heavy sigh. "I'm... I'm going to be a 100% truthful... I ran away from home."

Her head turned downward towards her feet, the woman fiddling with her hands. "As you know, my sisters and I tend to the peach garden every couple of years. But...when you are fourth daughter...people talk about you... Because I'm the fourth, and it sounds so similar to the word death, people in the court think I'm a bad omen just waiting to happen... It doesn't help that I am insanely clumsy and very unlucky..."

She frowned even more as she continued. "I would try to help cook or bake? A fire starts in the kitchen. I assist with medicine? I switch the wrong ingredients and end up causing more harm instead. One time, I caught one of my hand maids talking badly about one of my dear sisters. So I scolded her and threatened to tell of her insolence to my father... Well, the hand maid ended up in a bad accident the next day, and everyone believed it was done because she had crossed me..."

Xing felt herself getting emotional as she recounted her story. "...I can't live my life this way any longer, with people always seeing me as nothing that someone who brings misfortune. So I ran away here, and I want to stay in the mortal realm for at least a little bit so I can prove to them once and for all that I am more than what their cruel words say..!"

She sighed heavily, her gaze going back upwards to Wukong and MK. "However, I know my father will certainly send soldiers to search for me and return me home, even if I do not wish it. I need a bodyguard who can fight them off so I can remain free for as long as possible to achieve my wish, as well as safe shelter where I may reside for the time being... I know this is a lot for me to ask. But I have no other options..."

The red haired princess began to tear up a bit, her eyes blinking through the wetness. "...I don't want to remain in a golden cage that makes me feel as though I am unwelcome in my own home... I want to prove myself... To feel the freedom I don't have back there, and show everyone I am so much more..."

Xing looked to Wukong, a few of those tears running down her cheeks. "Please... I beg of you. Please help me."

[quitealotofsodapop]

Iron Fan and Macaque are trying to track the family tree (at least DBK's family tree) for triplets. Meanwhile Wukong and DBK are happy sobbing over each other and the twins bc triplet grandbabies! They're the luckiest grandpas ever!

Oh man I have hcs for this.

I feel that Demons and Celestials have much lower fertility than mortals do to account for their long lives, so everybody is confused. Maybe it's a Mystic Monkey thing?

DBK's family tree is full of single big calfs with the rare twins (regular Ox numbers), and he's the older of two single boys.

Princess Iron Fan has an army of older sisters though, her parents are were considered productive compared to other immortals.

PIF: "Ok, so it can't be my dear Bull, because his family tree is nearly all singletons." Macaque: "And I'm not sure me and Wukong can even have kids without supernatural assistance. We just spawned in." PIF, opening up a scroll: "Let me check mine. I do have older twin sisters, but apparently they were a shock to everyone... OH." Macaque: "Oh?" PIF, passes over the scroll: "My um... mother's side." Macaque, eyes widening as he reads the scroll: "...no fucking way." PIF, shell-shocked: "Yes." Macaque: "...seven?! At once??" PIF: "At least seven. Apparently two more followed in the days after." Macaque: "Oh great Buddha..." PIF: "It seems we've gotten off lucky. Primordial star entities are known for being... quite fertile. The Queen Mother only having singletons and one set of twins could be chalked up to her marrying a human Celestial." Macaque: "I swear MK and Red best be careful. I don't think we'd ever get our husbands to shut up if there was more than triplets."

+Lore Explanation: Xiwangmu (which many hc as PIF's mother) is associated with Big Dipper/Ursa Major, which is made up of seven visible sibling stars + bonus two invisible stars according to Chinese mythos. In the au verse; Doumu, the Mother of the Big Dipper aka "Lady Ancestress of the Chariot" (also sometimes rolled into Xiwangmu as one entity) in Taoism is her mom. Doumu allegedly had nine star babies at once. IRL stars do be like that.

Also since Xiwangmu is a giant celestial tiger/panther woman, the attached baby photos look something like this: