#Do not ask how this happened this is Just Lumi's fault

[shiroselia]

Eh. Guess what I wrote???

Thanks @thereisabearonmyceiling this is Your fault and nobody elses

[forthedancingandthethriving]

(Context! Takes place right after.)

"What am I doing..?"

Root frowns when she hears Bioluminescent. The Moderator seems almost resigned, guilty maybe.

The offshoot rounds the corner, and spots Bioluminescent with her head hung. "Uh.. Bioluminescent?"

"Huh?!" The cat quickly shoots up and turns around. She smiles at seeing Root and gently rubs her eyes. "Oh, hello, Root! It's good to see you!"

"Are.. Are you okay?" Root asks as she walks over to a coat hanger, which she then takes off her cloak and hangs it on a hook. "Were you..?"

"Just a tough day." Bioluminescent waves her off, smiling still. "Some rude Programs, nothing new." The Moderator floats over. "How have you been?"

The virus pauses before looking down. "I.. not good." She closes her eyes. "There was an outbreak of badgers today, and E. Gadd thought it'd be a good idea for me to get rid of them. Because, you know.. snake." She shrugs. "But then I.. I.."

She starts to shake, and Bioluminescent frowns. She floats over and gently places her paws on Root's shoulder. "Deep breaths. Tell me what happened."

"I was so violent." Root whispers. "I.. I was enjoying it. Tearing them all down, defeating them. And I.. Meggy, she.." Her breath hitches. "She was just checking on me and pointing out how excessive it was. And I snapped at her, told her to just mind her business, because she wasn't the one to get rid of all the badgers!" Her voice crescendoed before it softened. "And I.. I realized and said I was sorry, that I just got stressed from having to get rid of all those badgers but.."

"My training was supposed to make me less like Ozymandias, not more!" Root cries. "Am I not training enough?! What am I doing wrong?!"

Bioluminescent opens her mouth to say something, but of course, Coral walks over and kneels down.

"Oh, Root dear, it's alright." The Admin soothes her.

"Coral.." Root rubs her eyes. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell, I.."

"Sh, it's not your fault." Coral cuts her off. "Come now dear, I have some new moves I want to show you today. Maybe it'll help you blow off some steam?"

Root nods and follows Coral as the Admin gets up and walks, her horns, tail, and clawed hands forming.

Bioluminescent followed them until they began descending to the arena. Wave-Mania had closed just a few hours ago, so there was no one around. Instead, Bioluminescent heads on up to one of the many viewing areas.

There, her disguse falls, and Lumi hunches over.

"What am I doing..?" She whispers, her ears flat. "Root is a kid..! And I'm just.. oh god.."

Her eyes glance behind her, and her hackles raise.

The Purple One stares down at her, their expression one of pity.

Lumi turns her head away.

"You aren't real, you aren't real, you aren't real! I saw Leto throw you out, I saw it-" She mutters, clenching her teeth.

Lumi.

"No." Lumi lowers her head in shame. "Please."

Lumi, you can still fix this. You can get her out.

"No.. No I.." She drags her front paws down her face. "I can't, I can't. Leto.." She shudders out a breath. "Leto is helping me.. I can't.. I can't forget that."

Lumi..

"Go away..!" She hisses quietly, turning her head back to glare at The Purple One.

They're gone when she looks back.

She swallows thickly and walks back up to the railing, and assumes her Moderator disguise.

Bioluminescent watches the sparing match below, and exhales.

She couldn't forget. This was Leto helping them. This was Leto helping.

Leto knew what she was doing.

[snnydcysarch]

GETTING TO KNOW YOU .

respond to the following prompts out of character . then , tag 9 others that you'd like to get to know a little bit better .

ROLEPLAYER NAME: lumi

ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS: she / her

MUSE NAME: allison jade "sonny" munroe

PREFERRED COMMUNICATION: discord if we're mutuals, especially since tumblr eats my ims

EXPERIENCE: i want to say 2012??? i was a baby and should have NOT been here jkbsjgbrekj

PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE: yes

PET PEEVES & DEALBREAKERS: am i about to copy and paste my list since i have done this before? you bet your ass i am

plagiarism. whether it be a character or a plot idea, don't steal from anybody. people work hard on their characters and plots. i understand not many plots can be considered original, but everyone comes up with their own twists. stop stealing.

white washing. as a poc person, i have dealt with a lot of racism both irl and on tumblr. it was to a point i took two years off of this hellsite. so do not change a poc character into a white one. we've been erased as it is. and if you struggle trying to match a character to its race, do not feel afraid to ask someone for help on it. there are also websites that show you an fc's ethnicity as well.

not knowing where the line is between mun and muse. they are two completely different things.

god modding. for the love of all that is chuck, do not control what anyone else's character does!! we all control our own characters and that's how it should be. this also means doing something crazy that someone else may not approve of so if you want to do something, ask first.

force ship, simple as that

anon hate. seriously, that kind of negativity should never be welcomed nor encouraged. we all come here to escape as it is so just let everyone have fun writing.

people acting better than others. i'm sorry but no one is superior over anyone else.

lack of communication. we're all grown adults here. if there's a problem, just communicate.

trash talking someone's portrayal. realistically, we all interpret canon characters differently than others and that is okay. no one's version is right or wrong. no one is the "chanel/walmart" version.

shit stirrers. people don't get along sometimes, it happens. but don't be someone who fuels the fire between two people when all they wanted was to clear the air and talk.

rushing people to reply and shaming them when they don't reply fast enough. everyone has real lives and can't always get to it. now a simple nudge to let someone know they replied maybe weeks later just in case they missed it is fine. but if you're going to put pressure on people? stop.

using mental health as an excuse to be a shitty person. many people here suffer with different kinds of disorders and that is no one's fault. but that does not mean it's a pass to be a horrible person. you choose how to treat people around you. you choose whether or not to be a good person.

i can go on and on, but we don't have time for that so here is the rest of the list on the top of my head: self victimizing, ignoring triggers, trying to control your rp partners, bullying, not understanding that rping is a hobby and not a jobby, lack of respect for female characters both canon and oc, ect.

PLOTS OR MEMES: yes. honestly i like memes to start things off that lead into plots. so yes.

LONG REPLIES OR SHORT REPLIES: literally depends on my mood rkbsgjrekbg i like short things that lead into long things.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: when i'm not depressy and burnt out kjrebgsjkrbe

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE: we have similar traits? we both go out of our way to help people before we burn ourselves out. we both get treated poorly by the people we are close to fml. we're both very clumsy. she's also not afraid to stand up for herself, which i have been better at. she will fight for those she loves and same. we both can't flirt for shit. however, sonny is A LOT nicer than me.

TAGGED BY : @lupaeus

TAGGING : YOU X 9

[chocobothis]

How does your OC feel about each member of the polycule?

What are your polycule’s boundaries and rules? How did they come to these rules?

What hangups did your OC have to work through when forming their polycule? Do these issues still come up? 

How does your OC feel about each member of the polycule?

Lumi: Her and Solus have been together in some sort of romantic romantic fashion since they were 12 or 13. Was it really following the Jedi Code? That's a little handwavy but they're both not really attached to the being Jedi. They did have relationships with their best friends, Jazari and Alijah, at the time. There's also a deep comfort found within knowing they'll be together in the end. Because of their species that they'll outlive their human loves and some aliens too.

Pre: Some days, she has no idea why she fell in love with this man because he's the single most infuriating people. But, overall she regards him as one of the best thing to happen to her. He came in when she was at her lowest and managed to remind her of who she was. His death breaks her in a way that never fully heals. But, she reminds herself that she was so fortunate to have those ten years and her children.

Bo-Katan: She was more expected than Pre but also still unexpected. They met on Krownest when she joined in Death Watch. After a small sizing up period it became them getting on like a house on fire. They help to cover each others faults while building up each others strengths. Yes, they're both so quietly sweet with each other.

What are your polycule’s boundaries and rules? How did they come to these rules?

The basic rules are mutual trust and respect above all else for each other and their partners. Like, Solus and Lumi have different marriage relationships; Lumi/Fenn and Solus/Bo/Pre. While they're long-distance they both deeply love one another and keep up as best they can.

Rules for adding other partners depends on what it is. Like a random hookup? Totally cool but mention it before or directly after. If things get more serious then please tell the others about it; preferably before (i.e. a text) but after also works. Also Be Safe because no one wants to share diseases. If things get a little more serious than a couple of hook-ups then also tell people. It's as much about keeping that mutual trust and respect going both ways. For example, when Lumi had her friends-with-benefits for a while between leaving the Order and Fenn, she told Solus.

ALSO COMMUNICATION! So many of their rules comes back to communicating with one another.

What hangups did your OC have to work through when forming their polycule? Do these issues still come up?

Solus and Bo had moments where there was some worry about one of them becoming more important than the other. Bo was there first but Solus was The New Thing. While Solus was worried she was a flavor of the hour who was reading too deeply into things with Pre. When they actually talked about it things did much better. So did having Pre assure them that he does love them both. It's not about one or the other. Then he had to learn to share them with each other.

Minor issues still pop up just because sometimes one person spends more time with another. Which is more of a problem that stems from the nature of their jobs and duties within Kyr'tsad then later the Nite Owls. When visibly pregnant, Solus was more or less "grounded" because she couldn't safely go into combat so that left Pre and Bo together a lot. Or, one of them was back guarding her while the other was out. It's a very human nature thing.

Lumi and Solus simultaneously had more and less problems with that. Solus told Lumi about hooking up with Pre and the confusion she felt afterwards when she got back from Concordia. (Not that Solus' messages about "The Distractingly Hot Governor" were anything but a declaration of intent.) So, when she left the Order it wasn't difficult to piece together what would ultimately happen. When they got to safely meet up again there was a lot of "Hey, this happened."

Polyamorous Ship Asks

[felikatze]

extreme mode dakkeon. cries about lumie and nine always

the complete reversal of the lumie n nine dynamic. i’m gonna

the use of character alts here is amazing. i was 100% willing to believe that dark lumie was just, a completely different character. she’s bitter, she’s mean, she lashes out at others because of what she experienced and can’t trust others anymore.

except. nine comes along. and the scene with them from 6-10,,,,, so good. okay, that’s the scene where nine asks lumie to be his friend. he apologizes, he admits he doesn’t know a lot of things, he didn’t know how he hurt lumie. but he knows now, and now he can do better.

and lumie... deflates. her facade shatters. Because that’s what it was! A facade! Yes, her feelings of bitterness were real. Her anger at Gallus was real. But, she knew it wasn’t nine’s fault. Not entirely. Hard mode’s Lumie emphasized how nine is a child. What should he have done? And extreme mode’s lumie isn’t stupid; she could also see how young he was. But she needed a scapegoat. She needed someone to be hurt like she was.

She not only lost her home, she was ostracized. She wanted nine to feel responsible because she feels responsible for lunaris’ downfall as the beast’s guardian.

It’s just. so good. Once she recognizes that she was in the wrong to act this way, she becomes lighter. She starts smiling again. She accepts nine’s offer of friendship. If extreme mode were a story by itself, this would be a bad twist. A serious character doing a 180 degree turn to soft? But this isn’t a story by itself. Lumie didn’t pull a turn, she showed sides of the lumie we already know. This scene shows that lumie in this timeline was how we remembered her, but she changed because of the tragic events that happened to her and her people.

Lumie got nine to drop his facade. Now nine got lumie to drop hers.

[mammonology]

Don't be afraid to catch feels ⟨Mammon, Satan and Beelzebub⟩

ೃ⁀➷A GN!MC with commitment issues but tries very hard to show affection and give gifts to their favorite demon!

✐WC; 549

✐A/N; This is me, I feel outed, my stupid ass can't commit to potential relationships cause ya girl's scared 💀

— [♡] ;𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧

✎He doesn't understand at first, but in all honesty he feels really sad cause he thinks you're just rejecting him

✎But when he sees how hard you're trying then his mind will do a 180! He thinks it's cute how you try to spend more time with him

✎He one time saw you putting something in his locker one morning, he pretends that he didn't see it, he's genuinely shocked that you gifted him something he's been eyeing at the mall

✎Most importantly, how did you know? 👀 Anyway, he too would try to show that he likes you as much as you like him!

❝Isn't that heavy? Give it 'ere! I'll carry it!❞

✎He acts like it's not enjoying the attention but he loves it, greedily eating it up y'know

✎He would try to understand why you have commitment issues but if you decide not to say then it's fine by him! But if you tell him that it was caused by your previous partner he would be pissed

✎Would probably want to curse or hex your ex, just to have a laugh at his stupid ass, nonetheless Mammon will be patient, he will wait for as long as you need

❝Why would I be irritated? I can wait for you idiot, just.. go by yer on pace okay?❞

— [♡] ;𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧

✎He can tell that you're hesitant about talking about relationships and romance, he guessed it was because you had a bad past relationship

✎Very thankful at the gifts you've given him but the best gift you've probably given him is a kiss on the cheek

✎It's a small gesture but it was a huge step for you, and he knows that. He would just sweetly smile at you, ruffling your hair as he says thank you

✎When the time comes that you explain what happened in the past, being pissed was an understatement, he would cross the human world to give your ex a big bitch slap

✎Cause why would they hurt someone like you? Yeah Satan cherishes you through and through

❝Your ex was an asshole, if I ever see him he would wish that he'd never been born❞

✎Very patient when it comes to you and compliments you a lot over the progress you've made, he's over the moon when you initiated a cuddle sesh, he would have a book ready at hand to read to you 🥺

❝You're amazing, you know that? ❞

— [♡] ;𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐳𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐛

✎Very sweet and understanding, never blames you for anything cause it's your stupid ex's fault

✎His heart would swoon at how you try to be affectionate with him, just a small pat on the head or laying your head on his shoulder is enough for him!

✎Never pushes you into telling him about your past relationships, but if you do tell him, he will be very attentive and swears that he won't be like the last

✎He knows you're the one when you get him his favorite burgers, would contemplate on whether or not to ask you to marry him right on the spot, but he thinks you'll get weirded out

❝Thank you for this MC, I promise to protect you from anything

✎Would tell you how good you've progressed and would support you all the way!

���Lumi

[malfoymanortings]

silver tongue //part one

SUMMARY: charlie weasley was never the type to fall in love. his main focus has always been dragons. by the time he realizes he’s in love, it may be too late.

PAIRINGS: charlie weasley X fem!OC

i have one more part planned for this story. it’s yet another one that just begged to be written. hopefully you all enjoy it!

“weasley!” luminita stormed over to the red haired boy, who looked up at her with a panic stricken gaze. “would you like to tell me why maria just informed everyone that you were taking an indefinite hiatus?”

charlie weasley gave a reassuring pat to the month old dragon he had been tending to, before crossing the few feet left between him and lumi. she roughly shoved his shoulders, her mouth twisted in a furious glare.

“lumi, if you’ll just listen to me-“

“listen to what?! what reason could you possibly give me that makes it okay that you’re leaving us!”

her chest was heaving, and although she stood a head shorter then the tall muscular boy before her, she stood rather intimidating in front of him. he held up his hands in surrender, backing down in a similar way they had to do with angry dragons.

“i have a reason, if you would just let me explain... come to mine after work, alright?”

luminita nodded firmly, turning on her heel and storming back off towards her section of dragons. charlie watched her for a moment, a smile breaking across his face. his heart swelled in adoration for the romanian firecracker that he had gotten the pleasure of knowing during his years as dragon training.

a shot of fire just barely missed his head. charlie turned to see his dragon staring at his with its wide ember eyes, nodding its head towards its breakfast.

“okay, okay,” charlie grabbed the bucket, walking back over towards the baby horntail. “say no more.”

luminita and charlie had met while training at the romanian academy for dragon tamers. she was immediately drawn to the stocky redhead, who was so thoroughly covered in freckles that he appeared tan. he had been drawn to the honey haired girl with a loud voice that reminded him of home. she was a boisterous and adventurous student, and he was an ambitious and knowledgeable one.

they had quickly found they were the perfect pair when studying dragons, and that translated to their work on the field. they along with a handful of others had quickly rose to the top of the romanian dragon tamers, and when the others gave charlie a hard time for being british, luminita was the first one to defend him. they always had each other’s back.

which was why his sudden call for hiatus stung her so badly. he hadn’t ever mentioned to her that he was going to be leaving, not even a hint. charlie weasley was a man of dragons, nothing more in his life brought him more to joy. luminita was well aware of that. so it made no sense as to why he was suddenly giving it all up. it infuriated her.

charlie had left his door unlocked after work, and was sitting in his sparse living room when luminita walked in. she had changed out of her work clothing, she now wore a flattering pair of jeans and a artfully torn sweater that exposed bits of her shoulder, chest, and torso. her hair was stilled pulled back in a messy bun.

he admired her beauty in silence. he suspected she harbored feelings for him, but he wasn’t sure he felt the same about her. besides, who had time for dating when there were so many dragons to be discovered? their work work was far too hands on to ever even entertain the idea of a relationship.

his other teammates always made fun of him for that. billius, a man ten years older than charlie who he counted as his second closest friend next to luminita, gave him a hard time about his values. ‘if a beauty like luminita were interested in me, i think i may abandon the dragons altogether if she asked me. but lumi would never ask that of you or want you to. why don’t you give it a try?’

charlie always had the same answer. ‘the dragons need my full attention.’

luminita had never explicitly expressed her interest in him either. it was through the way he was the first she sought out after a particularly rough rendezvous rescuing dragons from the black market, the way she always brought a lunch for him because he never bothered, the way she smiled at him like he was only person in the world, that gave her affections away.

“well?” luminita strode into the room, sitting on the edge of his worn thrifted couch. “what on earth is making you give up the dragons?”

charlie stood, rubbing a hand across his face. he began pacing in front of the fireplace, the flames glinting across the silver scars that covered his arms from his numerous burns. to his chagrin, luminita somehow never managed to get burned by the dragons. it was something he always gave her shit for.

“you obviously know my family is in britain.”

“no shit.”

“well, you know voldemort is growing his army again.”

luminita nodded solemnly. charlie had confided in her many times of his fears that his family would be hurt while he was in romania. but that had never prompted him to leave before. did that mean he was leaving now?

“my family is part of an organization to take down his army of death eaters. i’ve been asked to recruit foreign members, and that means i’ll be on voldemort’s hit list when word gets back to him.”

“so you’re leaving?”

“no, i’m staying in romania to recruit members for the order my family is part of. but i need to go into hiding, because i’ll be targeted by death eaters.”

luminita was quiet. when she spoke again, her voice was tense and firm.

“i guess you have your first recruitment then. where do i sign?”

charlie supposed he shouldn’t have been surprised. luminita was a fighter. it was part of why he was so drawn to her. but the thought of luminita getting hurt flashed across his mind, the thought horrifying him. he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if she got hurt or worse, killed, because he recruited her for the order. in his mind, her death or injury would be his fault.

“luminita, do you understand what you’ll be doing? voldemort is dangerous, he’s awful, and being part of the order puts a target on your back for him and his ruthless followers.”

“charlie, have i ever told you what happened to my parents?”

charlie paused. he had been expecting her to fight back and maybe accuse him of not thinking she was strong enough, but he hadn’t expected her voice to be small and her face to look worn. she had never mentioned her parents before either, and he never thought to bring it up. he shook his head.

“my parents were very prominent political figures. they wanted our aurors to help in the fight against voldemort, and they were beginning to gather a group of willing participants. voldemort caught wind, and had them killed.”

she said the words as though she had recited them a thousand times, mechanical. yet it was the first charlie had ever heard her speak of them.

“i’m sorry.”

luminita waved off his condolences. “point is, i know the risk. i know how things can go. but i’m a damn good dueler, and a damn good fighter. voldemort needs to be dead.”

charlie nodded solemnly. the thought of her hurt or dead scared him, but he had known luminita long enough that he knew she wouldn’t stand aside once she was given the chance to fight. his girl was a fighter.

“well, there isn’t anything you need to sign,” charlie teased, stopping in front of her and looking down into her pale green eyes. “you’re in.”

luminita stared back at him, her expression softening as their eyes locked. charlie looked away, turning to continue his pacing in front of the fireplace. luminita watched him from her perch on the arm of his couch, her head tilted to the side.

“you’re worried about your family.” she said it as a statement, watching his movements.

charlie nodded. “course. i’m worried for them, and now that you’re in... i’m worried for you.”

luminita snorted, standing up and shaking her head. “thought you knew me better, weasley. i can hold my own.”

“doesn’t mean i like the thought of you fighting.”

“well, look at it this way. even if i do die, the dragons will always be there.”

the words were bitter as they burned from her mouth, and charlie felt the sting as they fell out.

“that’s really not fair-“

“so when will you be back at work?”

she had her arms crossed, a look of forced nonchalance on her face. she eyed him casually, occasionally glancing down at his calloused fingers that were tapping against the back of his armchair.

“whenever the war is over, i reckon. for now i’m staying here in romania, but if the order calls then i’ll leave. i’ll always come back though. this is home.”

she shook her head, laughing humorlessly. “you could never leave the dragons.”

“i don’t think you would ever ask me to.”

she looked up at him again, her eyes dark. “you’re right. i wouldn’t.”

charlie felt something twist in his chest then, at the way her words sounded as they came from her pretty mouth in a sad declaration. he opened his mouth, his face apologetic, but she again waved him off.

“i have an early shift tomorrow,” she gave him a playful look, the solemn mood forgotten. “some of us still have to risk their pretty skin to the flames.”

charlie laughed, glad the mood was back to normal. “you’ve never even been burned! you still have your pretty skin!”

“so you think i have pretty skin?” she flashed a grin, raising her eyebrows.

“the prettiest.”

she laughed, shaking her head. she moved to the door, charlie following close behind. as she placed her hand on the door, she paused, her fingers gripping the worn handle tightly.

“i’m going to miss seeing you at work everyday.”

“we’ll still see each other.”

she laughed again, sadly. “it’s not the same. see you later, weasley.”

she left then, the door shutting behind her with a resounding click.

the following months passed by rather quickly. luminita helped recruit with him, as she had a fair amount of connections he didn’t. she also began helping him duel, to his surprise she was an excellent dueler. her steps were fluid and unpredictable, much like a dragon. charlie learned a lot from her. before long, a year had passed.

they had gathered a fair amount of allies. luminita had been a great asset to charlie and the order, with the previous connections her parents had left behind, she was able to get many behind them quite quickly. yet as voldemort’s reign waged on, things became dangerous even in romania.

voldemort had managed to get the alliance of most of the vampires, and all but a handful of werewolves. they were brutal and ruthless, and attacked their members who were more outspoken. as charlie was kept in hiding, luminita became a prime target for them.

charlie worried every day for her. but at least, she always came back.

the war raged on. in romania, it wasn’t nearly as bad as it was in britain. it was only so rough for the outspoken order members because they were outnumbered by the covens of vampires and packs of werewolves. months passed by, and soon bill and fleur’s wedding at the burrow was approaching.

charlie and billius were discussing plans for the allies while charlie would be in britain. he planned to be gone for only a week, possibly less depending on how things were while he was there. he would be traveling alone, and luminita and billius were going to watch over things here.

“lumi is tough as nails, charlie,” billius shook his head, a laugh slipping out as charlie voiced his worries on being gone. “if you’re so worried about her and care so much, why haven’t you just asked her ass out yet?”

charlie rolled his eyes, rolling his sleeves up as he leaned back in his chair. “it’s not like that. not sure if you’re aware, but some people actually care about others just because they’re good people.”

“sounds like pussy shit to me.”

charlie gave him a look as the other man took a drink of firewhiskey, a smirk on the mans grubby face.

the door to charlie’s shack slammed open. luminita limped through, stumbling and tripping onto the wood floor. her torso, or maybe her back, was soaked and her hands were slick with blood.

charlie rose quickly before she had the chance to ask for help. he scooped her up gently, wincing when she moaned in pain.

“lay her on the table,” billius instructed, sweeping everything off the circle table with a wave of his wand. “i’ll get the kit.”

every member carried a magical first aid knapsack with them. one of their allies, maria, was an excellent healer. she had hand picked the best supplies to have on hand.

“lumi,” charlie laid her down gently, taking her face in his hands. “what happened, where are you hurt?”

“my back,” her eyes twisted shut in pain, tears leaked down her face. “werewolf. a pack, got me before i could apparate.”

a string of curses came from her mouth, and her body contorted in pain.

charlie ran through the date in his head. the full moon was still a week and a half away, so she wouldn’t be turned. but the wounds... they weren’t going to heal. he cursed loudly, grabbing the kit from billius.

“okay lumi, i’m gonna have to put you on your stomach,” charlie told her firmly, nodding to billius. the other man went on the other side of luminita, ready to help. “on the count of three. one, two... three.”

the two men flipped her over as quickly and gently as possible, but a scream still tore from

luminita’s throat. each scream was like a stab into charlie’s chest.

the men removed her shirt, displaying her bare back. it had a thick, silver scar from the middle of her back reaching just over her shoulders. it made charlie pause for a moment. that was a burn from a dragon. he hadn’t ever known she was burned, it was something she had always been praised for.

he forced himself to look away. the werewolf injuries were more important than an older burn scar.

eight deep scars ran from her sides to the middle of her back, four on each side. they met in the middle, raking down the rest of her spine. a shallow bite mark was just below her right shoulder blade.

he grabbed his wand, muttering a spell that wiped the blood away. it still spilled from the wounds, but it made it easier to see where to put the powdered silver and dittany.

together, charlie and billius applied the mixture, sealing the wounds and stopping the bleeding. they were still red and angry raised lines, but they were no longer bleeding. that was all they could do.

“alright, lumi, we’re going to lift you up, alright?” charlie informed her, before nodding to billius. together, they flipped her back over, and helped her sit on the table.

she had a few shallow scratches on her arms and her face, although those appeared to be just from branches or brambles. she was pale, much too pale, and charlie quickly dug for a blood replenishing potion.

“i have one, don’t worry,” luminita waved her arm weakly, pulling one quickly from the depths of her satchel. “takes like utter shit.”

“we’ll give you some firewhiskey to wash it down.” billius said, waving his wand to clean up her smeared blood from around the shack.

luminita swallowed the potion quickly, her face screwing up in disgust. “holy fuck, that’s awful.”

“you’re feeling better.” charlie said quietly, a rush of relief running through his body.

she nodded, taking a glass of firewhiskey from billius. she knocked it down in one gulp, grimacing from the taste. her hands were still covered in blood.

“let me run you a bath.” charlie murmured, deep in thought.

he didn’t wait for a response, instead, he left the room to his small bathroom. he ran the water just below room temp, knowing the werewolf injuries would be hot and uncomfortable in warm water. luminita wasn’t going to be happy, she preferred boiling hot water.

when he entered the room again, she was still sitting on the round table; her eyes shut with her mouth screwed down in a grimace, her hands clenching the sides of the wood. billius had cleaned up and put the kit away, his cloak was put on and he nodded to charlie.

“i’ll be by wednesday, same time.”

charlie nodded to him, and the man left, leaving the two alone.

“do you want me to help you to the bath?” charlie asked, walking over to luminita.

she shook her head, gritting her teeth and she got down from the table. he figured she would say no. she was too proud.

after making sure she was safely in the bathroom, charlie went to his room and got her clean clothes; a pair of his plaid pajama pants and his old holyhead harpies tee shirt. he set them outside the bathroom, along with a towel, and told luminita through the door that they were there.

he then busied himself with making tea, her favorite lavender and chamomile. he also heated up cozonac, a romanian sweet bread. he knew it was one of her comfort foods.

everything was set at the table by the time she came out of the bathroom. charlie was waiting at the table, sitting in his chair with a pensive look on his face.

she snorted, sitting in the chair gingerly. if charlie hadn’t known her so well, the spasm of pain that crossed her face could have been mistaken for annoyance.

“any reason you look like you’re trying to figure out a new species of dragons?”

his eyes flitted to her face, taking in her thinner appearance, the scratches from tonight, the slight bruising on her jaw. she looked so tired, so ragged.

“i want you to come with me to my brothers wedding,” he told her firmly, his expression set. “i need a plus one, anyways.”

she opened her mouth, and charlie knew she was going to argue. he raised a hand, cutting her off with a shake of his head.

“i really don’t want to take no for an answer. i need a date, and you need a break. billius and maria can handle romania for a week. we’re going. that’s final.”

luminita was silent for a moment, and he could almost see the wheels turning in her head. she gave him a smile.

“a date, huh?”

“is that the only thing you heard?”

she shrugged, tearing off a piece of her cozonac. “it certainly was the most interesting.”

he smiled, shaking his head. they ate in silence, the sound of their tea cups clicking against the table and the crackling of the fire the only sound in the small shack.

“how did you get burned?” charlie asked suddenly, nodding towards her. “i saw it when we fixed the scratches.”

“you didn’t fix them,” she muttered, her mouth once again screwed down in a grimace. “there isn’t any fixing them.”

charlie was quiet. he wasn’t sure what he could say.

“when i first was interested in dragons, i was a reckless stupid sixteen year old,” she began, her eyes taking on a faraway look as she recalled her story. “and i wanted to bond with a dragon. i figured if i could do that, i would be guaranteed a spot in the academy. but i didn’t have the training, and i wanted it done right then instead of waiting and gaining its trust. i nearly died... but i didn’t. all i was left with is that horrible scar. and now i just have more.”

“scars add character,” charlie assured her, reaching across the table to take her hand in his. “i have plenty, but it just makes me look badass, right?”

“not really, no” she responded, although with the lift of her lips he knew she was joking. “my first though when i see you isn’t, ‘oh wow, what a badass’, it’s normally, ‘oh fuck, what does he need me to do now?’”

charlie laughed, running his thumb over her knuckles. “well, it’s a good thing we’re going to take a vacation, huh?”

“you really want me to meet your family?”

“of course i do. you’re basically my family.”

she nodded slowly, and drained the rest of her tea. charlie gathered their plates, placing them in the sink. he turned back to her, realizing he would have to sleep on the couch.

“erm, you can have my bed,” charlie told her, motioning towards his room. “i’ll take the couch.”

“nonsense,” she shook her head, nodding towards the room. “we can share your bed. i’m not kicking you out of your bed and i don’t think my back could handle the couch.”

charlie shook his head. “we aren’t going to sleep together-“

“no shit. all we’re doing is sharing a bed. big deal. what, are you a ten year old? it’s just a damn bed and we’re friends.”

“it wouldn’t be right-“

“oh what, too much of a pansy to share a bed with a girl?”

charlie narrowed his eyes. he knew logically that she said that only so he would be forced to agree, but he found he didn’t care to fight her on it. “fine. let’s go.”

they lay on opposite sides of the bed, with a pillow in between the two. he could hear her breathing, more ragged than usual. he was attuned to her usual noises. it made him on edge to hear a difference.

“charlie?”

“yeah?”

“i really care for you. i just don’t know how much longer i can wait for you.”

as he thought of a reply, the sounds of her snoring filled the room. he figured she was probably near sleep when she said the words, and she didn’t mean it.

he had to believe that.

two

[etherealluminescence]

(English is not my first language so this will be quite confusing sorry) If you don't mind can you please write a hc for mammon,Lucifer and Satan when mc is on her period and she gets angered very very easily (for eg someone asks the same question for the 2nd time or if someone bumps into her) and laters gets very sad and starts crying because she yelled at them (im like that on mine lol it sucks) it's fine if you don't want to do it but if you decide to do it then thank you so much

Hey!! Don’t worry Lumi your English is pretty good!!! I hope I did good :) personally I have never met someone who acts emotional on their period? But I heard it happens!! I’m sorry that it happens to you. Thanks for requesting.

Tumblr is not letting my tags work for some reason or just removes my posts for tags so :/ I have another hc I posted earlier if anyone wants to check out but isn’t popping up on the tags.

Lucifer, Mammon, and Satan react to F!MC on her period

Lucifer

It had been about a month since you came to the devildom, and it finally happened. Your period came at last, and you were in agony.

You had asked Lucifer to buy you some pads, because you didn’t think one box of twelve would last the whole week.

You TOLD him what brand you wanted, and what size, but for fucks sake can’t he get it right the first time?

Lucifer on the other hand, couldn’t understand why you were starting to get upset. He only asked you to repeat it so he can be sure he got you the right brand, so why are you glaring at him?

“For fucks sake can you do anything right? I told you what I fucking wanted why the hell are you questioning me and asking again? Is your brain thick?” You berated him. You really didn’t mean to, but you just let it slip.

Lucifer was sort of baffled. You were normally very docile, and never yelled at people.

Seeing how shocked he was, you started to feel bad. It really wasn’t his fault, you were just taking your anger out on him. Before he could say anything you burst into tears, crying very loudly.

“I’m sorry! It hurts, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” You apologised a few times over, upset at your actions.

Now he’s not sure what to do. The closest he’s ever been to someone on their period is Asmo on a bad day. Was this normal? For you to hurt so much that you just start yelling?

He buys you what you want like you asked;; and he makes sure to double check if it’s right. Decided it’s best not to give you extra work for the week, or even the normal amount, because he’s scared you’re going to yell at him and then start crying again.

Isn’t obviously supportive if you’re just meeting or first dating, but will give you shoulder rubs and tell you it’s okay when you two are dating after awhile.

Mammon

You were screaming and crying in your room after Mammon told you he had a new idea he wanted your help with.

You didn’t want to do anything, and helping him sounded like work, so you began to get upset. You shouted at him to fuck off, and to leave you alone or you’re going to throw him out of your window.

He’s confused?? You have NEVER acted like this to him or anyone. Did someone curse you to suddenly become mean?

He was about to ask you what was wrong before you started crying. It was a mixture between being mean to him and just coming to your senses, and the pain in your stomach because of cramps.

You were clenching your stomach trying to forget about the pain, but Mammon rushes over scared you could be dying, he does not know how humans work, and touches your stomach.

You started to hiss at him and yell at him again because he pressed down on your stomach, and that really hurt.

He’s apologising like mad, and then you cry more because you should be apologising. But the crying makes your stomach hurt more so you cry even more.

You’re now a sobbing mess and try to apologise, but Mammon is much more concerned about you. Cue you crying over how sweet he is being.

You finally explained to him what’s happening and that’s it?? He can’t comprehend how a woman’s body works, but he understands they’re scary once a month.

He gives you his jacket to cuddle into and just talks to you to help you feel better and forget the pain.

If you’re just getting to know each other or just start dating, he’s trying his best while also avoiding too much pda. But when you two are close he will cuddle you or h*ld your hand and tell you it’s okay.

Satan

This wasn’t your first period in the devildom, but it’s the first time someone had visited you while you were on it.

You always told the brothers to not approach your room, leave food at the doorstep, and let you be. And that was for their sake.

Satan however, failed to notice that you were on it and knocked on your door, coming in after not hearing you say anything.

After he came, you started to aggressively curse at him, telling him to get lost, and that he wasn’t welcomed here. You told them all to just leave you alone and he can’t follow simple fucking instructions?

As you cursed, you stopped midway realising just exactly what you were saying. You were horrified that you were cursing at someone you deeply cared about, all because they wanted to ask you a question.

Judging by the look on his face, he probably didn’t even know you were on it. You felt so bad you began to cry. Satan was awkwardly moving before making his way towards you, now that he’s confirmed you aren’t going to scream or shout anymore.

He asks you if you’re okay, and you’re crying even louder. He was being so sweet and trying to comfort you when he was just yelled at. He’s very confused.

He can realise you’re on your period, since you’re acting different. He can also tell why you don’t let anyone approach you during this time now. But now that he’s here, he’s going to check on you and help you since you seem to be in a bit of pain.

You jump into his arms and cry, starting to cuddle him. You two have known each other for awhile at this rate, so he’s fine with it and pats your back. He also offers to get you warm tea to calm yourself down.

Lesson learned, do not approach you whenever you’re on your period, for his sake. He will treat you to warm tea every time if you two are sort of close or just starting to date.

If you two have dated for awhile he’s going to be there to help you through it by reading a story to distract you, giving you warm drinks, and just being overall a helpful boyfriend.

[gems-of-lirema]

@dragonfly-grunt

She was… Not exactly furious, but very concerned. She knew better that having a team of only female pokemon could be an issue, and them being part of the same egg group as some pokemon around was risky.

This is either a cruel joke from their pokemon, or they genuinely like each other. Well… Sure they like each other, but 4 eggs at once? Only 2 dragons are eggless, even her Flygon got one because, for her own suprise, this pokemon belongs exclusivelly to the bug egg group despite the type is ground/dragon.

She wishes she could go to Guzma and tell him she is the one pregnant despite they never… y'know, she feels it would be easire to tell him that than tell him almost his whole team knocked off hers by some other sort of “beating up”. Or she wishes someone else had bug pokemon in the whole place to go and talk things, but the only ones using this type are him and her. Life is so ironic, despite the time the crush has never faded, but none of them make any move, so destiny or who knows is taking things in its hands to drive these 2 close.

Each bug lady was carring their respective egg with tenderness, but also sad for letting down their trainer like this. It was obvious who the parent of who was. His Golisopod and her own connected quite fast since she was a Wimpod. Aridados and Lumi did also get along since the little Jolkit hatched. The only other moth like around is Maskerain so is kinda obvious he went for Solei, who was freshly evolved into Volcarona. Recently, Guzma has taken off his Scizor for training so… He is the only candidate for Marion, her Flygon and signature pokemon.

She has to tell him she is out of game until those egg hatch, fot the sake of her pokemon. And how will she explain the other part? Arceus knows only, and how will he take it? Will he demand ownership on the babies? will he ditch her and her team like some guys dump their girlfriends when they tell them they’re pregnant? She asked her pokemon to follow her and went to Guzma’s room and called for him, in her monotonous voice, and waited for him.

🖤 If he hadn’t seen her crew with their eggs, he would’ve paid no mind to her. Judging by the faint gasp and the hands pressed to his wide grin, it was painfully obvious he was well aware. T’was mating season for his Pokemon, after all. He’d never stop his Pokemon from doing their thing. He probably should’ve kept them away from her team but his Golisopod was a daddy. He was gonna have 4 grandkids. Just the thought moved him to tears. Tears. He’d never cried a single drop after the whole Ultra Space fiasco. He’d never even been this excited or joyful since...since...forever.

Although, it was clear from her expression that she wasn’t enjoying this at all. He didn’t blame her. This had never happened before between any of his grunts. He didn’t know how he was going to approach her with this. His heart sank. She didn’t want this at all. It was written all over her face. Guzma, what’s wrong with you? You can’t just go fucking with your grunt’s lives. You might as well have gotten her pregnant. Now she has 4 more mouths to feed thanks to your dumb ass. What’ll the grunts think? What’ll Plumeria say? Think a little, dumbass, before you let your Pokemon go woohoo with other people’s Pokemon.

“So uh...you keepin’ em, right?” He asked, then smacked his head. This was all his fault. He didn’t have a say in any of it. He shouldn’t.

“How much do I pay you? I’ll triple it. Quintuple it. Fucktuple it if I have to. Just...don’t say where the eggs came from,” He mumbled to the floor, resisting the urge to smack his head against it.

[k-lumi]

i feel better

♫ : better - jennette mccurdy

♫ : lovely to love you - evan blum

even with the constant questioning of self-worth, 

i’m better, better than i thought i would be, 

i’m okay, okay-er than i thought i would be

and despite everything, i hope you are too

10 - 29 - 2020

happy one year, that we’ll never get to celebrate. oddly enough, i’m just in the state of okay, not particularly ecstatic, also not particularly down. i make jokes about it but i think now is the perfect time to open all the things i shoved and ignored after splitting up.

i don’t know how you’re doing so some things here may be wrong but hey, not my fault. 

i’ll start this off by saying that i really did love you, i can’t deny that, nor will i ever. i loved you, loved.  if i was asked if i still have feelings for you and if i would take you back, i’d answer no. 

I no longer love you and I no longer want to take you back.

i’ve mentioned this before, the insane speed i fall for a person is the same with the speed of me moving on. i didn’t really see the point in hanging onto feelings that weren’t even returned anymore, i didn’t see the point in letting myself drown in heartbreak. so with each long ass day, i willed myself to move on, healthily of course, but maybe the fiasco with the bumble thing just quickened my pace.

btw, that shit you pulled with bumble, that’s something i still can’t move on from, hahaha fucking hell, that shit, until now, makes me question my worth and if i was ever enough for you all throughout our relationship. it hasn’t even been like 3 weeks since we broke up and i find out you have shit like that? lol my self-esteem shattered in one second. but what can i do you know? if that’s what you want, it’s your life. 

i don’t really group? (i think) that moment with our relationship because it happened when we were over. ignoring all the shit that occurred after we split, 

you were good to me, and it sucks hahahah because i badly want to hate you, to just feel even an ounce of anger for everything, but i cant, i can’t even get angry for longer than 3 minutes. i want to have something to blame other than myself but you were fucking good to me.

you make me cry because of it, fucking pathetic, i can’t believe i started crying rn (it’s 1:52am) you were nothing but understanding, you loved me (i hope) and cared for me, and im thankful for that really. this would probably sound ridiculous to my friends hahahah

i’m sorry for the little ‘i hope’ there, the trust i had for you wilted away because of the bumble thing. it’s the reason why i know i wouldn’t consider getting back together, why bother trying again? but of course the main reason is that generally, i’m happy, i’m okay with my life right now, i’m enjoying it. sure there are nights where i wish i still had someone to hold, but i wouldn’t trade what i have right now with anything. 

i don’t really know what i wanted to do with this entry, i just felt like i had to at least do something to commemorate this day, it used to be a special day for us anyways. i wonder what we would be like right now if we’re still together, would we meet up? would we be in a fight? would we be in the verge of splitting? or would we still be in love and going strong? 

questions that would never be answered, left to the universe being the only one knowing the answers. and that’s okay. 

after this, im going to constantly remind myself that i was enough for you, maybe more than enough if i’m generous to myself, the least i could give myself is some ease don’t you think? :) i hope you’re doing okay, and that you get everything you deserve, 

i also hope that this is the last thing i write for you. note, for you, not about you, because i’m pretty sure i’d still write things about you, but it’s hidden between words of bitter love and heartache. 

i do have more to say, but i think those are best left in my mind.

i loved you, my emerald. thank you.

★

entry 5

10/29/2020

lumi

[the-black-star-citadel]

Inhibit your own Ambition (platonic Shadow/OC)

alternate title: Shadow: I’ve only known Zeo for a day and half and if anything happened to her I’ll kill everyone in this room and then myself

lol i’ve never played shadow the hedgehog or any sonic game with shadow but this is my own au so anything goes fuck u

“What have you done?!”

  The young Bandicoot stood amongst chaos, fire reflecting from her eyes as she was frozen. Fire overtook the pristine laboratory. Stark white was now contrasted by dark ash and scarlet flames. She… Shook. Her breath caught in her throat as she coughed, smoke filling her lungs like an empty reservoir. Etherian scientists rushed to put out the fire, many evacuating the facility while others came back with fire extinguishers and water. In that moment they all seemed to ignore her, as if she’s a forgotten experiment gone wrong. It wasn’t until one scientist, a woman who was relatively nicer to her than others, noticed her standing there. Fighting against the heat, the scientist ran towards the young girl, scooping her up and escaping the crumbling premises. She… She was shaking, her cheeks felt damp. “Don’t cry, it… Wasn’t your fault.” The scientist spoke softly, rubbing a thumb against her muzzle.

How she wished that nice scientist was here right now.

  Zeo never did learn how to control her powers correctly. She couldn’t even explain how she got them. She… Was born in that laboratory. She didn’t know to who, but she was born there and grew up there. The scientists weren’t the nicest but they were the family she had. They kept her locked in a tiny white room and would periodically come in and ask her to show them the powers she had. They… Asked a lot of her. Can you lift this, Zeo? Can you move that, Zeo? Hit this target Zeo. It was all too much for the young girl. She tried her best, she really did, but she would panic and her powers would spiral out of control. Not to mention her weaker immune system causing her to become sick more than usual. She was a disaster waiting to happen, at least, that’s what she figured the reason was for keeping her in that little little room.

  When Xirca found her wandering the Outskirts, she… Offered Zeo redemption. A chance to right her wrongs, to learn to control herself. To no longer hurt others. She saw it as a sign of hope, a sign of betterment. Xirca taught her many things, ways to channel her Ergokinesis. It only worked for so long, but with nothing to suppress the outlet that was her power, she’d just burn up and hurt herself and anyone else in the vicinity. It was then that Xirca told her what she had to do. To find a way to control her energy output better, she needed a conduit. That conduit would be the Fake Emeralds scattered across the multiverse. With her team set to collect the Chaos, Sol and Fake emeralds, Zeo saw it as her chance to finally end this vicious cycle that she had grown into.

...But that’s not what happened.

  Xirca fell to Team Chrono, incarcerated for her crimes against Black Star and her people. That left her last resort in charge of finishing her plans, Team Synthis and the various emeralds they were asked to collect. However under the pretense that the emeralds would help control Zeo’s powers, they did… The exact opposite.

  With the will of the Fake Emeralds, Zeo was transformed into Dark Zeo, a being of pure chaotic energy, and an unstable one at that. Her body wasn’t designed to take such an influx of power, it ultimately spiraled out of control and she destroyed more than she bargained for. But on the same token, it also empowered an ancient being of chaos who shared her blood.

  Vernal, an ancient Black Star Mobian whose blood was used to procure Zeo. She lacked the power it needed to fuse with Chroma and become their complete form. But with this bond, Vernal could directly tap into Zeo’s energy reservoir, thus supercharging the two Chaos Gods enough to become one. Overlooking Black Star, shadowing the entire planet in their fear. Ziphone was complete. Ziphone was whole. And they set out to do what they were made for, destroy Black Star’s existence and restore the flow of time. Zeo couldn’t help but blame herself, had she not fallen for Xirca’s words, perhaps…

 Like the rest of her team, Zeo fled and hid. With a powerful an artifact as the Fake Emeralds, Ziphone could use them to destroy the world as we know it. So her best bet was to just… Hide, and hope she would be spared by retribution. However, on the other side of the planet, Team Chrono had an idea. A last trump card up their sleeves. Using the last of the Chrono before it is drained from this world, Aura contacted her ultimate ally. Sonic the Hedgehog and his friends. With all of them together, there was no doubt that they could defeat Ziphone.

At least, they hoped.

  “Their name is Ziphone, a long forgotten god made from Black Star’s soil with the sole purpose of destroying it and her people, successfully erasing our universe and thus ceasing the spawning of Anomalys across the multiverse.” Vespyr glanced between the various Mobians surrounding her. This was Black Star’s biggest adversary yet. They had all dealt with many enemies together and individually, but this was worse than anything they’ve ever seen. “Two halves forming into a destructive, almighty god…” Silver muttered, looking between all of them. “Doesn’t that seem familiar?”

  “No kidding.” Sonic sighed, swiping a finger under his nose. “Gives me a real sense of deja vu now that I think about it, how about you guys?” The others seemed to shrug, all except for Shadow who huffed in agreement. Vespyr… Opted to stay quiet, it was best that they lived in ignorance of that fact, she figured. “Either way, there’s gotta be a way to stop them, right?” Sonic seemed hopeful, which was a good moral boost to the rest of the teams who gathered at Black Star’s epicenter, Lumis City. “But the real question is, how you expect us all to be able to take down a colossal god when there’s only like… A handful of us?” Aura narrowed her eyes, leaning against the table. Sonic, again, panned around the room. “There is way more than a ‘handful’ but I’ll take your word for it. But that is a really good question, how are we gonna pull this off… This is bigger than anything we’ve ever faced, quite literally.” Sonic sneered, which earned him quite the stink eye from the Black Star inhabitants, not the time for jokes he supposed. “Hey, what about those crystals on your back? What’d you call them- Chrono Shards right? You can just transform and we can do an awesome showdown like we always do. Piece of cake.” Sonic grinned, leaning back a bit. If… Only it was that easy. Aura shook her head, turning her back a bit to display the quickly greying shards that floated aimlessly upon her. “That- that being, whatever it is, it’s draining the power from us Chronomagi, not even Vespyr can use her Ephemeral Key. Without its power, it’s useless to us.” The hedgehog sighed, eyes downturned. Tails was quiet for a moment, glancing around the room. “Wait… Wouldn’t that mean without your powers you can’t take us home?” Team Chrono fell silent, glancing at the foreign Mobians they have brought into their world.

  “Well that just means we oughta beat that God or else we get erased from reality, right?” Everyone stared at Sonic dumbfounded but. He was right. Without the Chronal magic, they’d be caught in the blast radius and erased from history itself. Who knows what would happen to their alternate selves if that were the case. “How...ever… Last time I checked I believe there are seven Chaos Emeralds on Black Star currently. Sol Emeralds too, and Fake Emeralds.” Loeki spoke up, raising a hand. “Team Synthis- we were fighting them when Ziphone showed up and interrupted our battle. They fled with the various Emeralds and we haven’t seen them since.” The team got to thinking. They needed to find those emeralds and fast.

  Luckily for them, Tails is always prepared. And with Knuckles on their side, they’ll track down the emeralds in no time. A handful of them left to look as a group while the remainder stayed at their base. Knuckles, Tails, Sonic, Shadow and Aura made way through the caverns that was the Underground, hopefully through the thick rock, Ziphone wouldn’t be able to detect them. However that was wishful thinking.

  The ground began to shake as tendrils began erupting from the ground. The group was split up. Sonic and Aura on one side of the tendrils, Tails and Knuckles on another, and Shadow all by himself. The rubble and dust settled along with a mirage of coughs and wheezes. Sonic waved through the smoke, glancing around. “Is- hough- Is everyone alright?” He called, earning a bunch of dazed ‘yeahs’ and ‘mhms’ from the crew. However they were quick to realize that they were split up. “Uh- guys?” Knuckles called out, punching at the rock hard braids that fused together to create walls between them. “We’re stuck! We can’t get out!” Knuckles hissed, punching harder and harder each time. Many hits and spindashes later and. Nothing. Aura groaned as she glanced around, scratching her head. “Alright, if I remember correctly, to your left there should be a gated off entry way towards Ethernere, Knuckles can punch it down easy. Our way leads back to Lumis City Sonic but we should be able to loop around and head through Cadence instead. Shadow however is going to be heading towards the Divine Temple and- Shadow?” Aura looked through the narrow cracks between the walls to see Shadow already heading off in the other direction. She sighed quietly. Well, this probably isn’t the first time he’s dealt with something like this, he’ll be fine. Probably.

  Shadow stayed quiet as he sped through the empty channels, trying to outrun the various tendrils that shot out of the ground in an attempt to grab him. Predictable. They were isolating him so they could take him out first while the other aimlessly wandered through the opposite entryways. He could feel it though, the Chaos Emeralds were close. However before he could confirm his suspicions, he was halted to a stop as a manifestation of Ziphone appeared in front of him.

“I wouldn’t go there if I were you.”

  He narrowed his eyes, clenching his fists together. “And why is that?” The being chuckled, crossing their arms and glancing over their shoulder. “You won’t find the Chaos Emeralds there. The fake ones, sure, but not the Emeralds you’re looking for. And anyways, even if you had a choice to head back and find the actual emeralds, you wouldn’t be able too. She won’t let you.” Shadow’s eyes widened a bit. “Who’s ‘she’?” The being began to cackle before dissipating into thin air. He clenched his teeth before speeding off once more. Who could it possibly be that he couldn’t just--

  Shadow stopped. Watching what was unfolding right in front of him. It… It was a girl, a girl who was fighting for her life. The darkened emeralds circled around her as she frantically delivered blast after blast, shot after shot against various fibrils that harassed her. She looked… Scared. Shadow hid in the dark, biding his time. He needed an opening to intervene against this display. Moments ticked before he rushed in, grabbing the girl by the waist and racing down the hallway. The Bandicoot yelped, glancing up at the dark Hedgehog. Before she could say anything, the ground began to shake, wires burrowing up from the ground and striking at them. Shadow could only run so fast before they started getting closer to him. He could feel the energy radiating off of this Bandicoot, she was distressed. In a last ditch effort Shadow shouted.

“Chaos Control!”

  There was white, a blinding white, the girl couldn’t see for a while before her vision faded back. Where… Were they? It was one of the data vaults but. Which one? She didn’t even remember she was being held before she felt arms let go of her side as she was set down. The other however seemed to collapse onto a knee, seemingly strained after such a disspell of power. The Bandicoot glanced around to make sure Ziphone’s attacks did not catch up to them before speaking up. “Are… You okay?” She was quiet not to jar the other, who nearly shook his head. “I’m… I’m fine. Who are you?”

  “I…” She took a deep breath, glancing off to the side. “My name is Zeo.” She was quiet. Shadow regained composure and slowly rose to his feet again. He’s never had a shock like that before… Was this ‘Chronal drain’ also affecting his use of Chaos Control? He’d have to keep an eye on that if so. However he had more important matters to attend too. “Where did you get those?” Zeo was quiet for a moment before looking at the Fake Emeralds. “Oh- I. I… Found… Them…” She wasn’t a good liar and Shadow clearly wasn’t buying it. The Bandicoot began to panic more, anxiety filling at her core. Her hands felt clammy as a million eyes trained on her. Don’t lose control of your powers, don’t lose control of your powers, don’t lose control-

  Shadow jumped back as a bolt of energy came for him, he furrowed his brow ridge, eyes glancing up to observe the young girl once more. That power… What… Is she? Zeo curled up into a ball and began to apologize profusely. “I-I’m so sorry! I can’t help it I-” Shadow stared at her for a moment before sighing, he walked over to her and hovered his hand over her shoulder hesitantly. They just met but… He saw something in himself, something that could relate to what she was going through right now. He left a gentle pat as he tried to find the words to say, he wasn’t exactly the best at comforting others, especially complete strangers. “It… Wasn’t your fault.” Words echoed in her head blurring between his and the kind scientist she had grown attached too. She seemed to physically relax as Shadow pulled his hand away and glanced at the closed door behind them. “Now, can you explain those Fake Emeralds in your possession real quick before those… things come back.” He was quite curt, but they had no time for self loathing. This world is ticking by to it’s last hour and he’d really like to stay relevant to his life.

 Zeo took a deep breath. “I was ordered by Xirca the Hellcat to use this Ephemeral Key and locate the Fake Emeralds, she told me they’d be able to handle the amount of energy I had inside of me.” Shadow blinked for a moment, glancing down at his Inhibitor Rings… What are the odds. Shadow then remembered something important he was told by Vespyr the first time he was pulled into this world.

“This world isn’t like the ones you’ve seen before. This… World was created by the collision of many worlds, ones forgotten and dead in the midst of a great expense of Chaos Energy that traveled across a thousand alternate universes to create this one that you stand in. As such, the people here will seem familiar yet completely different. We are not your reincarnations or an alternate version of you, but beings created by Black Star with the same role as you, of sorts. The Hero. The Sidekick. The Guardian. The Thief. The Powerhouse. The… Protector. You see, we are assigned roles that are out of our control that align with your universe. While we aren’t your alternate, we are your equal. You understand?”

  Shadow stayed quiet, mulling over the possibility that he and Zeo could be… Nevermind, there was no time for that, those allegations will be confronted when the time is right, right now they had bigger problems. The rumbling returned as well as the sound of distant rupturing of rubble. It seemed that this Ziphone has gotten tired of their evasion. “We need to leave” Shadow urged, heading towards the door. Zeo was quick to get on her feet and glanced towards the entrance. Shadow was already halfway out when he noticed a blink in his peripheral. “What?” Shadow was shocked, his head snapping to his front as he saw the Bandicoot waving him over. How did she- Nevermind, they had to get out of here.

  The Bandicoot panted as they approached a door that read ‘THE DIVINE TEMPLE ENTRYWAY’. This must be the stairwell up to the city. Shadow glanced over towards Zeo once more before taking the lead, opening the door and heading up the stairs. She followed suit as they were met with neon lights and pristine buildings. Zeo seemed to be in awe while Shadow remained focused on a new objective: Locate the rest of the crew and meet back at Lumis City. Who knows if Sonic and the rest of them managed to make it out alive. Though, Ziphone seemed quite persistent to take out both him and this Bandicoot. With a small huff, Shadow began to trek forward, Zeo following quietly. They won’t be able to get to Lumis City without being noticed, and with the only way blocked off, they’ll have to pass through the Borders to get back to it. They better rest while they have the chance before Ziphone attacks them again.

 Zeo was quiet for a while, staring down at her feet as she followed the taller Hedgehog. The silence was almost deafening to her, however not uncommon. It left her too her thoughts much to the dismay of herself. Eventually she let out a sigh, and glanced over to the other. “I… Uhm. I never caught your name.” He was silent for a moment, keeping his eyes trailed on the road. “Shadow.”. She was quiet for a moment, glancing left and right. “Shadow huh? Nice to meet you.”. Shadow huffed slightly. “Mmm.” Not the talkative type is he? “Do you know where we’re heading?”

  Shadow was quiet before finally glancing over at her. “To be quite frank, no. But I know where I need to be. However you don’t seem to be grasping the severity of this situation. Your world is about to be erased from existence and I along with many of my, hmm, friends, were sent to help you save it.” Shadow rarely called the rest of the Sonic gang his friends but in this sense, he might as well keep it straight and simple. Plus it’s not like he’ll ever see her again for it to bite him in the ass.

  “Another thing, why are you so curious about these Emeralds anyways?” She pointed towards the darkened jewels that orbited her body. “I need the Chaos Emeralds to help power myself to defeat said god from destroying your world.” It was like talking to a child- or Cream really. Zeo raised a brow. “But why would you do that?” Shadow stopped for a moment, perpexled at the notion for a moment. “What do you mean ‘why’?”

  Zeo leaned over a bit, her quills flopping to the side slightly. “Well… When I used these Emeralds, I lost control of my powers and nearly hurt everyone that was nice to me.” Shadow was quiet for a moment, a hint of concern in his features before he turned his attention back to the road and continued walking. “Perhaps for you, but for me I am able to channel the energy perfectly to use it to its full potential.” And that was the end of it. The two remained in silence for the remainder of the walk until the two stumbled upon the vacant Church of Divinity. “Lets rest here for now.” Shadow suggested, pushing the doors open quietly. The two plopped by the altar, finally able to get a good breath of air into their lungs. It was still so surreal to Shadow, however. The prospect that this… Bandicoot could be the equal of him in this universe. But to what extent? He barely knew anything about her and frankly… He didn’t want to. He knew what he was getting himself into helping Black Star, and while Sonic and a handful of others seemed to have found solidarity in their Black Star equivalents, the idea that there is someone here who experienced the same pain and conflict he has… He’d rather live in ignorance than have to face a mirror of his own trauma and face what has been done to him as well as what could of been done to her.

  He coped by shutting everyone out and trying to focus on whatever objective he was sent out to do. Her? She didn’t seem to have anything. She was filled with anxiety and was on the cusp of breaking at any moment. Her powers were left unchecked and she had a hard time keeping them in check. However he supposed that was the difference. While he had these Inhibitors to keep him from burning up. She… Had nothing. She relied on those Fake Emeralds for closure but they brought her nothing but hurt, it seemed. Shadow shook his head, he was thinking about it. He glanced over to the Bandicoot who seemed to have curled up with one of the emeralds, running her thumb over the sharp edges. Shadow closed his eyes, leaning his head against the wall and sighing. “What happened to you?” Shadow was quieter, hoping that maybe if she couldn’t hear him she wouldn’t answer. Zeo stopped for a moment and glanced over to Shadow. “...What do you mean?” Shadow tried to pick his words gently, glancing down for a moment. “Your powers- how did you get them?”

  Zeo was stunned for a moment, furrowing her brows and glancing back at the Emerald. “I… I don’t know. I was born in a laboratory in Ethernere and… They locked me in this tiny stark white room since I was young because I got sick very easily. The scientists would come in wearing these big full body suits and ask me to do lots of things. From moving objects to hitting targets with- with energy. They never bothered to teach me how to use it, just whether or not I could. It… Got to the point where all these tests, all these experiments. I… I couldn’t handle it anymore. I lost control of my powers. I… I burnt the place to the ground. It wasn’t my fault. I didn’t want to hurt anybody I swear! I couldn’t handle the pressure and-and I just- I…” Shadow noticed the quickly growing tension that Zeo was building up and placed another firm hand on her shoulder, pulling her out of this loop in her head. “I… Understand.” Was all Shadow managed to say.

  She didn’t ask him to elaborate, merely staring at him for a couple seconds before letting out a deep sigh and going back to fumbling with the emerald. Shadow’s hand slowly slipped from her shoulder and the two remained in silence for the rest of their time at the temple.

  Their time on the road was just as long as before, Zeo growing increasingly antsy and Shadow just wanting to get back to base to devise a plan with the Fake Emeralds in hand. However their walk wouldn’t be quite as peaceful as before when the appearance of Ziphone materialized in front of them.

  Shadow stopped, putting an arm in front of Zeo and gritting his teeth. He narrowed his eyes at the other. “What do you want now?” Shadow hissed. Ziphone chuckled, crossing their arms. “Oh, nothing much. Hand over the girl.”. Shadow’s eyes widened a bit as he quickly glanced between them and Zeo. “If you want her, you’re going to have to get through us first.” Shadow glared. Ziphone smirked. “So be it.”

 Shadow shot forward, landing to hit Ziphone. But they were too fast, teleporting behind him and kicking him to the ground. “You really are as simple as they come. Aren’t you? I’m a god! You can’t think to defeat me!” They laughed. Their eye turned slightly to see Zeo. Time slowed exponentially, Shadow barely moving but Zeo shot forward at a normal pace. However what she suspected was a slowed Ziphone was met by complete shock as Ziphone moved just as fast, if not faster, and also kicked Zeo down. Time returned back to normal and Ziphone laughed at the two. “Pitiful! No trick you can come up with can even come close to our power. We’re not even corporeal in the slightest! If you defeat us there won’t be any repercussions. Surrender yourself now or we’ll just pry those emeralds from your cold, dead hands.” Zeo glanced at Shadow who began to push himself up for another attack. Anxiety filled her chest as she stared at Ziphone who exuded ultimate power. “You really think you can’t be beaten? You’re more egotistical than I took you for.” Shadow sneered, clearly ready to put an end to this hologram. “And you’re more foolish than I thought. A glutton for punishment perhaps?”

  Zeo’s shaking hands curled into fists, a glare on her face as she hissed at Ziphone. The fake emeralds that rotated around her began spinning faster, dark Chaos energy surging through the girl. Shadow was caught off guard, backing up from Zeo. “Wait Zeo, you don’t have to do that-” Shadow tried to call out, but it was too late. The girls’ eyes glowed a stark white as her body became a dark dark indigo, white stripes lining across her body as tears began to well up in her eyes. It-- it burned. It burned her from the inside. The energy that coursed through her veins, it hurt. A scream tore through her throat, a knot growing in her chest as she dashed towards Ziphone, strands of Chaos energy emanating from her as she struck at Ziphone who held onto her fist, but noticeably struggled. Zeo’s growl grew louder. She- felt sick. But she had a chance against Ziphone. She unleashed a barrage of attacks. Chaos energy flying from the wits. However this is what Ziphone wanted. To drain Zeo while they had the chance. They kept blocking every punch and zap the girl unleashed, tears draining from her eyes as her voice grew hoarse and her body grown weak. Eventually the Chaos energy was drained from her and she dropped to the ground in front of Ziphone, shaking to keep herself up as she coughed profusely, Chaos energy still arcing from her body. She was becoming unstable, critically unstable. She screamed out in pain as the arcs grew larger and larger. Shadow stared in disbelief. He- he didn’t know what to do. There in front of him was a young Mobian about to be eaten alive by Chaos energy just. Just like him. Shadow’s eyes roamed down to the rings that adorned his wrists and ankles. His heart pumped in his chest. He had a chance, a chance to save her. To save himself. She may have not been him, but she was him in a sense. Ziphone’s patronizing gaze ceased for a moment, glancing at Shadow who unclipped the glowing cuffs from his wrists. “What are you-” Shadow smirked. “Your knowledge only extends only so far it seems.” He walked by Zeo, dropping the cuffs next to her. “Her power may not be able to stop your’s. Yet. But mines might have a sneaking chance.” He gritted his teeth as he unleashed a fatal punch at the projection, sending them flying into the dirt. They weren’t prepared for that one it seemed.

  Shaking his fist out slightly, Shadow’s attention immediately turned to the trembling girl behind him. Quickly he knelt down beside her, wincing as the Chaos energy within him also began to bubble out of control. But he still had half of his inhibitors, it’d only be a slight discomfort. “Give me your hands.” Zeo shook her head profusely. “I-I can’t! I’ll hurt you!” Shadow huffed and grabbed her hands, visibly cringing as the arcs of Chaos energy jumped from her arms to his. “I’m made from Chaos energy, you can’t possibly hurt me.” Grabbing the Inhibitor Rings, he clasped them around both of her wrists. Slowly he watched as the arcing began to decrease then cease all together. The physical strain apparent on her face as she heaved deeply, trying to catch her breath. “You’ll be okay, You’ll be okay.” Shadow’s voice was quiet, helping the girl onto her feet. Despite the two of them in discomfort, they tried to stand against Ziphone as they slowly rose from the dirt.

  The being began to chuckle darkly as they seemed to split, like two cells multiplying. Although this manifestation of Ziphone was purely a projection, they could willingly simulate their halved selves without repercussions to their power. The two were formed as a Raccoon and Thylacine, the latter stepping forward to touch Zeo’s muzzle. However Shadow stepped back, pushing Zeo behind him. “Do not be afraid my dear, we are of the same blood, after all.” Zeo’s exhausted eyes widened as she slowly stepped out from behind Shadow. “...What…?”

  Vernal laughed, tilting her head into her hand. “Do not be confused, I am not your parent. But you are made with my blood. But you don’t know that. Do you?” She grinned. Zeo furrowed her brows, glancing at her hands and the rings around her wrists. “You are a weapon, Zeo. Made to combat the Divinity’s own weapon. A roboticized Red Panda named Vice. You were to be a failed project if it weren’t for the fact my blood was made available. I gave you the powers you possess. And you gave me the power to fuse with Chroma to become Ziphone. We are one and the same, Zeo. Rejections of this universe made to destroy it.” Zeo stepped back, shaking her head. “I- I’m nothing like you.” She hissed. Vernal only snickered. “But you were made to be a weapon. Will you give into your nature, girl? Destroy me. You have the power too. You only seek to inhibit your own ambition with those crystals and those rings.” Vernal smirked as Zeo became conflicted. Shadow again stepped in front of Zeo, intervening between her and Vernal. “She’s-- She’s just a kid!” Shadow glared. He may have had the capacity to make this decision himself but-- Zeo was so young. She shouldn’t have to question her own morality like this- not like he did. Vernal growled. This hedgehog was getting on her nerves. She had enough of him, raising her fist she decided she had quite enough of his meddling but. It… Wouldn’t move. She glanced at her hand as a dark aura surrounded it. Zeo hissed, causing Shadow to look back at her. Using her Ergokinesis, she threw Vernal back as far as she could. Causing her to fall out of range of Chroma and thus making the illusion dissipate. Zeo physically sweat, nearly hyperventilating at the strain she was put under, trying to control her powers even at half the capacity. Shadow relaxed slightly, sighing and patting her on the shoulder. “You did good, Zeo.” Zeo glanced up a bit, smiling at Shadow as the two began to make their way back to Lumis City.

By the time Shadow returned, Sonic and rest had made it back to the base unscathed. They were all discussing Shadow’s whereabouts when the Hedgehog in questioned walked in through the the doors, causing everyone to fall silent. “There you are! We were starting to get worried.” Sonic teased, before noticing the lack of gold that adorned his wrists. “Shadow-- where are your inhibitor rings?!” Rouge piped up, pushing past everyone. If anyone knew how important those rings are to Shadow’s wellbeing, it’d be Rouge. Shadow, although exhausted, waved off Rouge’s concerned. He sighed as he looked at the others. “There was someone who needed them more than me.” Their eyes all widened at the prospect. “Who?” Aura asked, glancing around. Shadow stepped away from the door as the smaller Bandicoot glanced around, waving her hand. Although the rings suppressed her power by fifty percent, dark energy still continued to arc from her fingers. “This is Zeo, she’s the holder of the Fake Emeralds.” Shadow introduced. Zeo waved shyly, nervous about how well received she would be. The others were quiet for a moment but soon smiled, welcoming her into the base. Shadow leaned against the wall, wincing when he thought nobody was looking. He felt a hand on his arm, looking over to see Rouge. “So you found them, huh?” She asked, alluding to the fact that they had alternative equals on this planet. Shadow didn’t say anything, but nearly looked back at Zeo and the smile on her face as she ran up to two particular Mobians, a Skunk and a Shrew. Rouge smirked slightly, looking at them. “You did a good thing today, Shadow.” He finally sighed, glancing down at the ground. “I suppose I did.”

[snnydcysarch]

GETTING TO KNOW YOU

respond to the following prompts out of character. then, tag nine others that you would like to get to know a little bit better.

--- ROLEPLAYER NAME ;; lumi

--- ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS ;; she/her

--- MUSE NAME ;; sonny munroe

--- PREFERRED COMMUNICATIONS / discord or tumblr messages for out of character chat? ;; discord for mutuals just cause i never get my tumblr ims

--- EXPERIENCE / how long you’ve roleplayed ;; ah shit... i want to say since like.... 2012??? i was a baby and should have not been here kjbrgskjgbrekg

--- PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE / fluff, smut, or angst? ;; yes

--- PET PEEVES AND DEALBREAKERS ;;

plagiarism. whether it be a character or a plot idea, don't steal from anybody. people work hard on their characters and plots. i understand not many plots can be considered original, but everyone comes up with their own twists. stop stealing.

white washing. as a poc person, i have dealt with a lot of racism both irl and on tumblr. it was to a point i took two years off of this hellsite. so do not change a poc character into a white one. we've been erased as it is. and if you struggle trying to match a character to its race, do not feel afraid to ask someone for help on it. there are also websites that show you an fc's ethnicity as well.

not knowing where the line is between mun and muse. they are two completely different things.

god modding. for the love of all that is chuck, do not control what anyone else's character does!! we all control our own characters and that's how it should be. this also means doing something crazy that someone else may not approve of so if you want to do something, ask first.

force ship, simple as that

anon hate. seriously, that kind of negativity should never be welcomed nor encouraged. we all come here to escape as it is so just let everyone have fun writing.

people acting better than others. i'm sorry but no one is superior over anyone else.

lack of communication. we're all grown adults here. if there's a problem, just communicate.

trash talking someone's portrayal. realistically, we all interpret canon characters differently than others and that is okay. no one's version is right or wrong. no one is the "chanel/walmart" version.

shit stirrers. people don't get along sometimes, it happens. but don't be someone who fuels the fire between two people when all they wanted was to clear the air and talk.

rushing people to reply and shaming them when they don't reply fast enough. everyone has real lives and can't always get to it. now a simple nudge to let someone know they replied maybe weeks later just in case they missed it is fine. but if you're going to put pressure on people? stop.

using mental health as an excuse to be a shitty person. many people here suffer with different kinds of disorders and that is no one's fault. but that does not mean it's a pass to be a horrible person. you choose how to treat people around you. you choose whether or not to be a good person.

i can go on and on, but we don't have time for that so here is the rest of the list on the top of my head: self victimizing, ignoring triggers, trying to control your rp partners, bullying, not understanding that rping is a hobby and not a jobby, lack of respect for female characters both canon and oc, ect.

--- PLOTS OR MEMES? ;; yes

--- LONG REPLIES OR SHORT REPLIES? ;; it actually depends on my mood and on the thread. i love long replies cause there's more to work with. but short replies are fun for crack energy.

--- BEST TIME TO WRITE? ;; when my muse is strong kjhbsrekjgbkb

--- ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE? ;; i would say a little bit! just like sonny, i do everything i can to make people happy, even if it means wearing myself out. i also find myself being treated poorly by people i am close with irl just like sonny and her castmates. clumsy? oh absolutely. but also like sonny, i'm not afraid to stand up for myself and my friends. sonny is a lot friendlier than me tho krebgksrjebg

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