#Firefly Mage

[silvanshadow]

Galladrabbles: Firefly Quote

I was very happy to see this Firefly themed @galladrabbles prompt from @tsuga-of-mars .

"May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one."

Continuing my fantasy au.

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The Sellsword and the Mage, Part 7

It was Mickey’s turn to look after Ian.

Even more than summoning fire and ice, Ian cherished his ability to heal others. It took so much energy, though. So, Mickey encouraged Ian to sit down and take sips from the waterskin.

Mickey frowned at the shimmer of old elvish magic blocking their path.

Because Lip was also right.

Mickey had glimpsed the horde bearing down on the Southern Kingdom. He could very well be on the losing side this time. But as he watches Ian take bites of a sad, mealy apple he knows it certainly isn’t the wrong one.

[the-secret-keeper]

Malleus: Why do you not fear me, child of man?

Obey me!MC:...

Obey me!MC: Honey,

Malleus: ?

Obey me!MC: I lived with demons before I came here. You are not more scary than Lucifer, Satan, or Belphie.

Malleus: But, everyone's scared of me.

Obey me!MC: *Grabs his hands*

Obey me!MC: Darling you are a puppy compared to them. All three of them have attacked me, one of them killed me.

Malleus: !!

Obey me!MC: You are an extremely powerful mage but you're obsessed with gargoyles and use your magic to summon fireflies and help people. I will probably never be scared of you.

Malleus: You, died?

Obey me!MC: *Lets go of Malleus* Yeah, but Barbatos brought me back, so it's not that big of a deal.

Malleus: *contemplates everything*

Malleus: *grabs Obey me!MC's shoulders*

Obey me!MC: ???

Malleus: How do you feel about towers?

[weaveandwood]

Distraction

Another smutty one-shot. Happy Thirsty Thursday! Pairing: Gale x Female Tav Words: 2.3K

Summary: Gale offers an alternative to Tav spending the night alone pondering plans and strategies for battles ahead.

warnings: NSFW, fingering, vaginal sex

Tav lay in her pitch black tent, going over the day's events as she always did before going to sleep at night - what went wrong, what worked well, what the party needed to work on before the next battle. The Shadow Cursed Lands were exhausting, and she was beginning to sense everyone’s motivation flagging as the list of things they needed to do kept going on, and on, and on. 

Her tent flap opened, startling her, but no one was there. Please don’t say ghosts are now part of this adventure, she groaned internally, her brow furrowed as she got up and peeked her head outside. 

A faint glow caught her attention out of the corner of her eye - a mage hand beckoning her to a certain tent. She laughed to herself and rolled her eyes - of course he couldn’t just ask her, he had to lure her with magic tricks. Wizards. 

As she walked across the campsite to Gale’s tent, she could see the faint illumination from what she assumed was candles through the seam of his tent flap. It appeared he hadn’t even attempted to go to sleep yet. She wondered what he could possibly want from her at this hour, when they both were weary to their bones and desperately needed to rest. 

“Come in, Tav,” he said from inside, as if he sensed her presence. The mage hand pulled back the tent flap for her as she entered, suddenly in a wonderland of glowing lights dancing around the tent, swirling around her. She couldn’t help but smile as they circled her body, floating between her and Gale like magical fireflies. 

She didn’t have a moment to speak before she felt his lips on hers, desperately kissing her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him.

“Gale, what is all this?” She laughed. “I’m not complaining, but it’s so late, we should be asleep. We have to get up so early in the morning to -”

“I know,” he interrupted. “I simply thought you could use a small distraction.”

He led her to his bedroll, really two bedrolls next to each other, a permanent fixture in his tent for all the evenings they stayed together after the fire died down. Tav usually spent her nights here, but needed the last three nights to contemplate and prepare for the next part of their plan. She thought better alone, the darkness and solitude clearing her mind. Besides, how could one concentrate when Gale was next to them, whispering about his practiced tongue and desire to use his mouth for any purpose she required?

“You’ve been so in your head the last few days, I can see it on your face. In your movements when we battle.” He sat behind her, kissing her neck as she tilted her head to the side. Tav closed her eyes, the light brush of his lips on her skin and his warm breath sending a pleasant heat through her veins. “You are much more effective when you think on the fly, when you are creative with your fighting. You do things no one expects, my love - I worry you’re trying to be too rigid in your plans.”

She hadn’t taken the time to lace the neckline of her tunic before leaving her tent, and he easily slid it off one shoulder, his featherlight kisses trailing down, from the curve of her neck, her collarbone, her shoulder. His hands found themselves on her waist as she sighed deeply. The dancing lights hovered around them, floating lazily through the tent, casting everything in a warm glow.

“Hmmm, I really believe this is all to distract me from getting too in my head and not at all to do with the fact that it’s been three days since I last visited your bedroll,” she smiled, teasing him. 

He laughed against her shoulder, a puff of hot air igniting her skin further. “It may have crossed my mind for a split second,” he said as his hands slipped under the thin linen of her tunic. His fingertips lightly danced across the soft skin of her stomach, causing her to gasp softly. His fingers dipped below the waistband of her loose pants, and she felt him smile against her skin when he discovered she wasn’t wearing any undergarments. 

“Tav, how scandalous,” he joked, one hand sliding down while the other pressed against her stomach, making her lean back against him. She settled between his legs, her back against his chest. When his fingers finally found their destination, she gasped again, a small jolt running through her as they slid down her center, parting her, already finding her wet and wanting.

She sighed as he touched her, her legs parting. He easily found the part of her she wanted him to touch most, and she let out a soft moan as his fingers circled her, her blood roaring through her veins. 

“That’s it,” Gale whispered in her ear as his finger traced her entrance, dipping in and out before moving back up to circle her again. She reached up, her hand grasping his shoulder behind her for leverage as she arched her back against him and began to rock her hips slightly. Her breaths became deeper and heavier as his fingers teased her the way only he seemed to know how to do. No other lover had been able to coax such pleasure from her so quickly, so effortlessly. She could feel him growing hard behind her as she moved against him, quiet groans of his own joining hers.

She lifted her hips, allowing him to get a better angle as he entered her again with one finger, then added a second. She held onto him tightly as he worked her, sending her closer and closer to her own peak with each movement of his talented fingers. She especially loved when he hit that one spot that - 

“Ohhh gods, Gale,” she panted as he hit it as if on cue. Her nails dug into his thighs as he kept rubbing, his fingers curling inside her. She could feel herself tightening up against him, her release so close. “Just like that, please,” she whispered.

“Come for me,” he said softly, knowing that if he kept a steady rhythm it would be no time at all until she came undone for him. “I want to be inside you,” he said as he kissed the back of her neck, applying just the right amount of pressure inside her to feel her reach her peak, throwing her head back and crying out his name to the heavens between heavy pants and moans. 

“Take your clothes off, Tav,” he whispered in her ear after a few moments of her writhing against him, sending a shiver through her.

“Only if you take yours off, too,” she smiled and pressed her hips back into him, feeling how impossibly hard he was against her.

“You don’t have to ask me twice." She could hear the smile in this voice before he placed another kiss on her neck and felt his tongue move across her sensitive skin.

She heard a rustle behind her as Gale removed his clothing, and she made easy work of slipping out of her loose fitting sleeping clothes before turning to face him. The dancing lights were nearing the end of their spell, growing more dim by the moment, but provided just enough light to make out the contours of his body, the lean muscle of his chest and stomach, the gentle curve of his thighs, the outline of his desire for her. She bit her lip, still in disbelief of what lay under the robes that concealed his form so well. 

She saw his eyes trace down her own body - over the curve of her full breasts, nipples already hard from the permanent chill in the shadow-cursed air, down the soft planes of her stomach and hips, marked lightly with scars from their adventure, down to the center of her desire. His eyes darted back up to hers, dark with lust and hunger for her. He reached out, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her to him. Their tongues slid together as they kissed like they hadn’t kissed each other in months, though it had only been mere minutes since she entered his tent. 

“Gods, Tav,” he groaned as she ran her fingernails down his back, scratching lightly as they traced the line of his spine and then back up again. He placed a finger on her collarbone, tracing around her shoulder as he slowly stepped around her so he was behind her again, her skin buzzing underneath his finger's path. He wrapped his arms around her, grasping her breasts, feeling her nipples get even harder under his touch. “I am finding it quite enjoyable back here tonight, I do hope you’ll indulge me further,” he said softly into her ear. Her skin was on fire, every nerve felt like it was ignited. 

A pause.

“On your knees,” he whispered again. An instant flood of desire coursed through her as she slowly dropped down with him, his hand on her hip, maintaining constant contact as if the spell between them would be broken the moment they separated. He took his other hand to her shoulder, pushing her forward, pressing kisses down her spine as she bent and rested her weight on her forearms, baring herself completely to him. 

“Gods I love seeing you like this,” he said, pressing up against her and running his hands over her body. He was hard and ready for her, and felt like he could burst into flames. He grasped himself at the base, sliding the tip slowly up and down, her entrance now slick with desire and her previous release. “Do you want me inside you, Tav? Or do you want to return to your tent?” She could hear the devious smile in his voice as she felt him toying with her.

She would remember to pay him back for this next time, of that there was no doubt.

“Gale, I swear to the gods above if you don’t fuck me right now -” She moaned as she was interrupted by him pressing himself fully into her, slowly, inch by glorious inch. He moaned as she gave around him, her warm heat enveloping him. He stopped once he was fully inside her, their bodies completely joined. He traced her spine delicately with his fingertip, barely touching the surface before pulling almost completely out and pushing back in fully in one stroke. 

“Is this what you wanted, my love?” He smiled, repeating his hard, slow thrusts coupled with featherlight touches. Each one making her moan with increasing volume. 

“Yes…gods…just like that,” she panted. 

“Gladly,” he said as placed both hands on her waist. He drove into her, maintaining a slow pace that ended with a snap of his hips against hers. The sound of their bodies hitting together drove him wild. “Gods you feel so good, Tav,” he said as he closed his eyes, tilting his head back as he savored how her muscles felt as she shifted beneath his hands, how her sweet moans the filled the tent with music would put the best choirs in Waterdeep to shame, how tight and hot she was around him. 

“Faster Gale, please,” she whispered, lowering her head to rest on her forearms. 

“As you wish,” he smiled. He grabbed her hips tightly, his fingers digging in to her soft skin as he pulled her back to him with each hard thrust to get as deep as possible within her. He thrust into her relentlessly - harder, faster, losing himself as he fucked her just as he had longed to these past few days when he was left with nothing but his own hand for company. He was addicted to her, how she sounded, how she felt when he was inside her - like she was made for him. He wanted her to feel like one night apart was too long, just as he did. She lifted her head back up and he grabbed her hair, pulling it gently and causing her to arch her back. He reached around her with his free hand, his fingers finding her most sensitive area, tracing in light circles as he continued his pace. He heard her gasp and felt her body jolt beneath him, sending a surge of electricity through his own body that settled in his abdomen. He could feel her tensing, tightening around him as he worked her both inside and out. His own release was so close, he was near the precipice. 

“I’m…going..to-” she moaned.

“Yes, Tav, do it, please,” he panted, needing to feel her finish. 

She cried out again as she came hard around him, her body shuddering and collapsing as her orgasm shot through her, waves of pleasure washing over her. The feeling of her pulsing around him sent him crashing over the edge, and he let go of her hair to grab her hips and roughly thrust into her again and again, spilling deeply inside her as he called out her name. 

He pulled out of her as she fell onto her stomach, breathing heavily and laughing. He moved to lay beside her on his back, joining her in her good mood.

“Fucking hells, Gale,” she smiled, looking over at him. 

“Sufficiently distracted?” he asked, flashing her a wide smile while he caught his breath and brushed a small bead of sweat from his forehead. 

“I’m not even sure I remember my own name at this point, let alone any plans I had made for tomorrow!” she laughed. 

He looked over at her lovingly, smiling as he pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. “Then my work here is done, a rousing success. I love you, Tav.” 

“I love you too, Gale,” she replied.

The very last of the dancing lights flickered out as the two fell asleep, the worries of the days ahead the farthest things from their minds.

[cloudcountry]

attention twisted wonderland fans! ortho has tasked you with an important mission—give his brother the best summer imaginable!

welcome to the introduction post for my new event! i am your host, auburn! you probably know me as azulashengrottospiano, but i've changed urls ^^;

this time, i'm attempting to bring people together instead of doing an event all by myself. you'll have to forgive me if it's confusing, i've never hosted something like this before but i'll do my best and i hope you guys will have fun!

both writers and artists are encouraged to participate!

RUN TIME: this event will run from may 27th to june 10th! but you are more than welcome to post your pieces before then if you are finished or after if something came up! we understand <3

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when finished, please tag your works with sweet shroud summer 2024 so people can have an overview of the event's wonderful talent!

the event rules . . .

no nsfw content, i want minors to be able to participate as well if they want to.

any content is welcome aside from that! it can be romantic, familial, platonic, it can include yuu or not!

just as long as idia is getting out of his room and having a good time C: make sure you treat him well or ortho will get upset!

the company policy is open to be modified if a customer brings up a question!!

contributors and their pieces will be listed under the cut.

OUR LOVELY CONTRIBUTORS!

auburn / cloudcountry - writer.

if you let me.

dove / da-birb-writes-sometimes - writer.

mess in chat >w^. mess at con.

edie / edith-is-a-cat - artist (mainly.)

art piece. written work. kitty. platinum jacket. idia & tsum. rainbow idia.

cookie / cookiesandbiscuits - artist.

at the beach art piece. hot day.

irene / officialdaydreamer00 - writer & artist.

flowers of a summer day. part 1.5. aimless outing. marionette on a string. board game club shenanigans.

cyath / cyath - artist.

identity / identity-theft-101 - artist.

he dropped his ice cream :( art piece.

mochimus / thatsadguymochi - artist.

at the lake art piece.

phrog / phrowog - artist.

gamer touches the ocean art piece.

sapphy / shinysparklesapphires - artist.

gamer touches grass art piece.

em / musicalhistorical - writer.

zell / z3llous - artist.

getting milkshakes. catching pokemon.

silver / rxttenbxnes - artist.

sosa / miraculous-pacer55 - artist.

monimich / monimichbeingsilly - artist.

pop up cafe.

kei / keii-starz - writer.

garden.

fruity / fruity-arts - artist.

moon / moon-mage - artist.

rubia / twistedchatterbox - writer & artist.

emily / walkingoneliner37 - artist.

idia and ortho at disneyworld!

ryker / ryker-writes - writer.

firefly.

mayuu / justyoureverydaytwstsimp - writer.

dani / xol-io - writer & artist.

arius / ariusthething - writer & artist.

a short visit!

daffodil / chocodaffodil - artist.

idia at the beach.

loser / loser-jpg - artist.

getting boba.

manoo / pop-sparkle - artist.

tropical idia!

yourfbiagen1 - artist.

idia meets hatsune miku

octahyde - artist.

she just got to the prince mush boss...

comingyourlugubriousness / artist.

fireflies.

[parachuter]

New OCs for artfight Spor (a sentient black mold knight) & Aster (a firefly mage) >:^)

[revasserium]

stargazing

malleus; 818 words; fluff... btwn ch5 and 6 bc i can't stop thinking about malleus turning up to vdc cause mc invited him during one of his midnight walks

“hey! horns!”

“hm? are you still referring to me by that name, child of man?”

the night is dark and thick around you as you flash malleus a smile, leaning on your opened windowsill. at the lilt of your head, malleus pauses, going still as he watches you — so young, so naïve, so… unrelenting.

“what, you don’t like it?”

the prince is a thing of thorn and edge and cool, flickering green flame. still, something like amusement warms his chest as he turns, slow and then slower, his curiosity blossoming inside him like hunger, sharp and sweet. he wets his lips, whets his indelible curiosity against his better judgement and lets the curiosity win. briefly, he wonders if the sayings are true — that it might be a thing of murder, that it might hold so much power.

he takes three long steps towards your window. like this, he almost has to look up to meet your eyes.

almost.

“i don’t mind it.”

you laugh, the sound soft and feather-light in the velveteen night. it reminds him of the firefly lights — tiny and effervescent as they are, glittering still against the ever-encroaching darkness, mindless of their own futility.

“so… were you ever gonna tell me you were — what, the crown prince of briar valley?” and here, he finds you laughing again, as if this were some joking matter, as if his position weren’t pressed into the brittle of his bones, sewn into the rigid line of his shoulders, laced into the poison of his smile.

you slump down, resting your cheek against one of your folded arms.

“where is that, even?”

malleus allows himself something akin to laughter as well, letting the sound bubble through him. before he met you, he would’ve thought it felt like poison — roiling in the cauldron of his stomach, bitter and dangerous. but now, he thinks it might feel something like singing, the sound pouring from him, spilling out of him sweet tea or song.

“nowhere of consequence to you, child of man.”

“hm… so, it’s a secret, then?”

he finds himself oddly entranced by the teasing sweep of your lips, by the way your eyes are just a shade too bright. in them, he finds the crescent moon — he finds himself too, but not as he’s always pictured himself. to you, he’s just another student, tall and imposing and strange, but up until now, you’ve had no reason to think otherwise of him. and still, and still…

“not in the slightest.”

“so, show me.”

“would you like to see it, one day? i suppose it wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibility.”

you brighten, impossibly. and malleus, not for the first time, finds himself held still by your excitement, by your unwavering trust. by your unassuming nature. has anyone ever looked upon him with such pure, wonderous hope? with not a hint of expectation or hesitation, not a thread of fear or trepidation?

no. he doesn’t think they have.

and yet, here you are, plain as the swinging, silver moon, cut across the star-strewn sky.

“i’d love to!”

“then i suppose you have to stay here long enough.”

“hm?” you cock your head at him and he find himself smiling.

“well, if you were to find your way back to that other world of yours… i might never get to show you briar valley.”

but to his surprise, you simply shrug, waving a hand through the air as if shooing off butterflies.

“oh, i’m not too worried about that. aren’t you like, the most powerful mage ever?”

malleus chuckles, fighting the urge to press a finger to his own lips, to swallow back the sound.

“one of, yes.”

you shrug again, propping your chin on the heel of your hand as your eyes travel up the length of his horns, and then back down again.

“then i’m sure you’ll find a way to bring me back for a tour of your hometown. it’ll be easy!”

malleus nods thoughtfully, watching as you cast your eyes up towards the cloudless sky. you point at the stars, exclaiming about some constellation or other, and he follows your gaze, leaning back against the cool brick of of the wall next to your opened window, letting your voice wash over him like water from a babbling brook.

yes, he thinks, he really would like to show you briar valley one day — be it tomorrow, or the day after. or, perhaps, years from now. still, it’s an invitation extended, and he’s not one to go back on his word.

and yes, he muses, if you were one day to find your way back home, he would find a way to bring you back, even if it took him the rest of his life to do it.

[monstersandmaw]

If prompts are still being accepted; a tiefling with "sneak" as a prompt?

During the day, the archives practically thrummed with life, but now in the dead of night, there was only the faint whisper of pages turning, despite the fact that there weren't any scholars sitting at the tables.

The blue of your magelight seemed impossibly bright, even though it was the smallest little firefly spark you could conjure, and it threw long, leaping shadows that made you jump and twitch.

A hand on your shoulder almost made you scream, but when you turned and found the familiar, black eyes and black horns tipped with gold that glinted in the winking magelight, all the breath left your lungs and you slumped into the waiting arms of your secret lover.

A tiny, whickering laugh was all the chastising you got before your hand was taken and you were led deeper into the archives, to a room few scholars even knew about. Being the prince's personal bodyguard had its advantages though, and the tiefling had come across the blueprints for the library while preparing for a security briefing six months ago. Since then, the two of you -- mage and soldier -- had used the place to meet in secret.

There, you kissed and talked and moaned and gasped and let your magic run rife and mingle with their own until you couldn't tell where you ended and they began. With their tail clamped tightly around your thigh, your lover made you come with a moan and a gasp, and your magic sparked hot in your veins.

"I don't want to keep sneaking around," you whispered when your heartbeats had settled and your magic had become your own again.

"I'll tell the prince. He'll understand..."

You could only hope.

A kiss chased away a little of the worry.

"He owes me. He'll understand."

[yuu-grimmofnrc]

Healp!!!@@!!!@#%!!!!!

Prefct is Tying force me to learn hoew to spel!!!

Its been 30 minutes

MAGES DONT NEED SPELLING!!!

Their gonnma make me study!@!@!!!

THIS IS ABUISE!!!!!!!

Saeve me!!!!!

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[thewritersaddictions]

Requests: The Witcher: Geralt of Rivia- Spellbound

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader & Ciri x Platonic!Fem!Reader

Pov: Geralt Of Rivia/ Ciri

Warnings: Mages, magic, fighting, Kaer Morhen, Angst, Fluff, memorial statues, death/revival, female witcher!Reader, falling back into love, happy family vibes.

Summary: The only female witcher is frozen in time at Kaer Morhen, but when Geralt brings Ciri there, something magical and extraordinary happens. Reuniting two past lovers.

A/n- @ firefly-graphics for dividers; this is a request.

WC- 2.4k

Requests Master List // The Witcher Master List // The Heros Master List

The first and last female witcher statue stands in the middle of Kaer Morhen. It’s a daily reminder of my failure to protect her and that I must try to be better for her sake. Vesmir had been a helping hand when I lost her. He was the only father figure I had, and I was more than grateful when he chose to have the stone figure of her placed in Kaer Morhen. It was a reminder of how little there were of Witchers like us, but also that love was forever. 

It just stung too much, and I needed to leave Kaer Morhen. Spring was starting a new, and with that, paths and plans were already ready to be brought to action. I packed my little things and took Roach back on the dirty trails that were now not covered in inches of snow. Yet, this path led to a world I’d instead have never been a part of. A law of surprise that leads to a child. A child born to be the princess of Cintra. 

Many more happened before I knew the law of surprise would put her and me on the same path. I’m more than surprised when it leads me straight to her. In an effort to firstly protect the princess and secondly help her because the duty has sadly fallen to me due to the war. I bring her to Kaer Morhen. I get her there to learn and to be supported by Vesmir; then again, I’m reminded of a promise that I must protect Ciri in every possible way, as I couldn’t do so for Y/n. 

Y/n statue stares at me. Her frozen, hurt face, I can hear the echo of screams and how quickly they were cut off before I could make it to the fight. Her beauty hasn’t left her face. A smile that is in the back of my head, but her voice. That beautiful voice. The only thing that could lull me to sleep and keep my spirits high was fading ever so quickly in my mind. All I had left of her were the memories and the statue. Her dress flew in the wind as she was frozen head to toe. 

It had been a mage, an unhappy mage, that had followed us to the mountainside. I remember it now being about me. The memorial was about many things. Y/n had been the only female witcher, so for one, it was a remembrance of that fact alone. Y/n had also said that if she ever died, in battle or at home, she would love to be able to gaze at the morning sunrise and sunset setting. 

I hadn’t realized how long it had been until I arrived at Kear Morhen. Years had passed, and I had gained the child princess and a few friends in those years. Yet even with the people around me, there was still an ache in my chest, so looking at her frozen staring with that scared expression only caused the hurt to grow. 

I introduced Ciri to everyone. Vesmir understood that this was a unique matter at hand. He helped me in any way I needed. I wake Ciri every morning before the morning rose above the mountain tops. “Come, let’s go practice.” At first, it was with swords and then with combat. And every day, Y/n watched us, unmoving and silent. Every day, like clockwork, Ciri would get distracted as she wandered off the battle arena and towards Y/n’s statue. “Who is this?” There was a tiny plaque at the bottom of her lonely statute—Y/n’s name written in a language known to only a few witchers, one of which was Y/n. 

On the plaque, it reads: 

Y/n, L/n 

The First and Only Female Witcher 

We miss you. 

“Someone important,” I tell Ciri, and that’s where I leave it, but I feel I should know better. Ciri will go on an adventure to figure it out herself, regardless of what I want her to know about it. “Let’s return to practice before you get distracted even further,” I tell Ciri, and she follows me obediently, but there is something, and I can feel it as if Ciri is drawn to Y/n. 

–

Geralt doesn’t talk much about his past, and I know he’s got secrets he’s unwilling to share with me right now. There is just something about that statute. I can’t read the plaque below it, yet I do not care. There is a beauty around her, so everyone had to go to bed to rest every night after I sneak out of the room and walk down to the statue. 

I sneak out to talk to her. Unlike Geralt, she couldn’t give me a look of not understanding or dismissing me when he’d heard enough about my thoughts. I just want and need someone to understand me. I would walk out and talk to her for nights in a row. About anything and everything. How training was going, how much I missed my grandmother, the war, and the magic I felt pumping through my veins. Anything that scared me I talked to her about. 

One night, I thought I got caught. I had snuck out after a late dinner. Geralt had said I needed to do more training than when we first arrived here, yet we had already been here for ages. His words and his calm demeanor pissed me off. “You don’t think I can do it, do you?” I yelled at Geralt. I was standing up from the table. The chair slid and scratched the floor in the process. “I never said that,” Geralt said calmly. “Yet you never say I’m doing good; you just grunt and walk away. You don’t even talk to me about anything. Everything is a damn secret, I just want to understand, yet that was the most difficult thing here.” I screamed before stomping to my room, leaving half-uneaten food on my plate. The sound of echoing feet happened hours later, and when I peeked my head out of the room, there was nobody in the living space. 

“I just don’t understand why he doesn’t talk about things. I just want him to teach me and not just grunt at me and then tell me to repeat what I was just doing.” I fuss at the beautiful statue. She’s cleaned every day, and she almost looks real. If I just climbed up and touched her, she would come to life before me. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m not cut out for this stuff,” I mumble as I look down at the ground before me. I must be too into my thoughts because I don’t hear when Vesmir comes behind me. 

“I see you’re out here talking to our beautiful Y/n.” Vesmir said, “Jesus, you scared the shit out of me, Vesmir.” I said, grabbing onto my chest and holding my fast-beating heart. “Wait, did you just say her name?” I asked, whipping around and asking Vesmir. He smiles down gently at me. “Of course, this is the only female witcher ever. She was the best of the best and a loving woman.” Vesmir adds before stepping further next to me. “I’m assuming from your reaction that Geralt hasn’t told you of the story about our dead Y/n.” I shake my head, “Hmm, I wonder, I must tell you now.” 

“So the story goes as follows. Y/n, the only female witcher, was with Geralt. God, they were in love with each other. They thought a hell of a lot of monsters together, but of course, a love story must always have a villain to it. There was a mage, according to Geralt. That had not taken his various forms of saying no to heart.  The mage had dragged Y/n into the fight that unfortunately put her in this frozen state.” Vesmir says, and as he continues to talk, he looks fondly at her.  

“So Geralt and her were together; no wonder he’s so tightlipped about her. He wouldn’t even tell me her name.” I say sadly, looking back up at her. “She is beautiful.” I say in a low, sadden voice, “Y/n is beautiful, I bet she was a great listener.” I say I hear a chuckle from behind “I wish I could have met her.” I say out loud, clearly. My hand sits on the stone base of her boot. “I figure she would have loved to have met you. You are much like her Ciri.” Vesmir adds. 

Just then there’s this moment of consuming silence. My hand still wrapped around her boot. “Ciri?” I hear Vesmir behind me. “What are you doing?” He asks, there’s shock in his voice, and a bit of terror. “I don’t… what are you talking about?” I ask looking up from the gravel beneath my feet. 

Her statue is lite up with a light blue hue. “I wasn’t… I was just holding her foot that was all I promise you.” The blue hue grows with strength until finally it echos into the sky, streaming onto every single surface it can touch. 

– 

I can sleep here, regardless of the anger that Ciri is pushing towards me. I can only ever sleep here at Kaer Morhen. It brings the past memeoties to the brim of my mind. Y/n fliters through my thoughts. Her voice echoing through my head, the sound of her laugh, the spring scent that followed her around. She was nothing like a witcher, her emotions open and willing to be connected with someone else. I ache in the best and worst ways for her. Yet I don;t dare tell Ciri about her. I can see it now, if Y/n was around she’d just love Ciri. Y/n would be so happy to be acting like her mother. As much as Y/n understood that she was the only female witcher, she also wished to be normal. She wished that she could have kids. It was a sad conversation that the both of us had to have. 

My eyes open with haste. A blue bright light pulling me from my dreams of my perfect family. There’s this searing blue light that is filtering through the walls of Kaer Morhen, and my thought flutter over to Ciri. I hope Ciri is alright. I jump up from the uncomfortable bed. I run through the halls, Ciri’s door is left open. Panic starts to set into my bones. I run around the others coming out of there rooms. The blue hue is fading away, and for a moment I swear I can hear Y/n’s voice. I push that away from my thoughts, as I frantly look for Ciri. I find that the front door is open wide, and when I look out there’s nothing but crumble stone all over the ground. 

“Geralt?” I hear Vesmir say. I look up front he ground swallow hard, bearing for the worst. Instead it’s not the worst. “I need you to believe what I’m about to say.” He says steadily. “Vesmir what are you talking about?” “Just let me finish alright, Ciri has awoken Y/n.” I stand there, my heart beats and my jaw leaps down to the ground in shock. We had tried everything, spells, magic, ruins to fix her condition. “Geralt?” A sweet voice calls from the dust before it all clears. 

There she is, standing in all of her glory. Grey hair that flows in the night wind. Y/n hasn’t aged a single day in the many years that she’s been frozen in her stone state. My hands shake my heart beats so fast I can hear it in my ears. I’ve never fetl a source of panic and relief all in one little moment. “Is that really you?” My voice is shattered and my heart feels as if it’s been broken and put back together all over again. “Oh my dear Geralt. I think you and I both know that it’s me.” Y/n says as her eyes flicker over tot heston slab we put her on, and then to Ciri. My eyes widden with shock. Y/n is most defintly not up there anymore, and the expression on Ciri’s face is easy to read. “Let’s take this inside, is that alright Vesmir?” Y/n asksher voice floating into my ears. It calms my racing heart. 

The walk inside is odd, and perfect all at the same time. We all sit at the same table that Ciri had just recently yelled at me. “Who may this be, Geralt?” She asks me, and it pulls me away from just staring at her. I use to stare at her all the time. Her beauty was always hard to not get distracted by. “This is um… this is Ciri.” I introduce her to Y/n. Y/n smiles sweetly over at her. “It’s a pleasure to met the person who fixed my rather unforotunate situation.” I forget how eloquent Y/n spoke most of the time. “I didn’t know that was going to happen.” Ciri speaks for the first time. “I told Ciri about what happened. Maybe that has something to do with this miracle.” Vesmir says looking over at me. I want to be anger with him and Ciri but the soft, and gentle hand that settles on my arm brings me back to earth. I can’t dare to be mad at either of them.

“I think we should thank them Geralt. As for without their efforts I would not have come back to you.” Y/n says looking over at me. I nod simply. “Thank you for bringing her back to me, Ciri. I owe you a lot more now.” Ciri looks at me notching her head to the side. “Geralt you don’t owe me anything. I just wanted to know moe about Y/n.” Ciri says look at he pair of us. “I would love to tell you more about me in the morning I’m rather tired.” Y/n says it like there’s nothing wrong with that fact. “Will you take me to bed, Geralt?” Y/n asks me, her grasps holding me tight. I shake my head not able to talk just yet. “I missed you.” Y/n says as we walk towards the room we used to share. 

Completed on: 08/27/23

Posted on: 08/28/23

The Heros-

[malleleothreesome]

Not a request just a funny thought. I just am positive that if Yuu/you and Mal bang, Lilia will ALWAYS know. It’s the dad senses in him. Especially if his room is right next door to Malleus.

Next morning:

Lilia: 😏😏😏 Have fun?

HAHAHA this is absolutely canon. He's proud as hell, too.

It's a combination of his dad senses, his age, and also the fact that Malleus can't hide his emotions for anything. Let's say he banged outside of Diasomnia, theoretically far away from peepaw's bat ears and prying eyes. You know damn well Malleus is walking around like a changed man after that. Lilia later swears that not even his coronation had such an impact on the dragon fae.

He's walking around with a stupid smile on his face. He's glowing. Confidence increased ten fold. He just discovered the meaning of life. He's got a hazy look in his eye and he didn't hear what you just asked him because he's too busy replaying the sex over and over again in his head. Oh, there was a student party and they forgot to invite him? Who cares! He was having sex. He was banging child of man. He could be having sex right now. He should b– *fireflies*

Also I don't know about y'all, but if I'm gonna have sex with Malleus for the first time, I'm sure as hell gonna ask Lilia for advice before I do it. I've certainly never had sex with a fae, nor a draconic fae, nor one of the top 5 powerful mages in the world. I'd like to know what I'm getting myself into! What happens if I ask the dude who can break open a coconut with his bare hands to "go faster! harder!"? How do I know his semen isn't lime green and acidic to humans? Is he gonna transform into a dragon if he gets too into it? Am I gonna wake up the next morning to an egg in my bed?! Lilia, stop laughing at me! These are very serious questions!

[lunareclipses-moments]

Everlast embrace

Warning: English is not my first language please inform me if there were any mistakes

Words : around 440

Malleus x femreader

In the quite serenity of the moonlit night , where the only sound you can hear is the chirping sound of the crickets paired with the soft glow of firefly lights illuminating the forest , behind the ramshackle dorm stood two figures.

A helpless magicless human girl who was dragged her against her will by random talking mirror, leaving her to bear the responsibility of a useless man who was never fit to be a principal

(AKA: dire Crowley) . and one of the most feared mages in twisted wonderland, malleus draconia.

A rustle in the bushes drew the fae from his deap thoughts , as the human girl steped in from of him with a smile that could rival thousand sun combined

"Hornton, I found away to go back to my world" grinning from ear to ear. " Can you believe it , oh i am over the moon " she exclaimed to him , her eyes filled with nothing but happiness. Unlike malleus whose those simple words shattered his heart and soul to tiny pieces , yet he can't let her know this , because he can't bear to see her upset or sad face so her buried his feeling aside for her sake

" Really , that's wonderful my dear child of man , when are you leaving?" His voice betrayed him as it cracked in his last sentence but the girl was to happy to notice

" Tomorrow morning" her cheerful voice that he used to fill him with happiness and warm , only filled him with dreed and sadness this time.

Noticing his sudden silent she turned to him

" Horton "

"Mal mal "

"Malleus "

She continued to call him hopping for some sort of reaction, but the next few minutes shook her to the core

"I'm fine," he assured her, but the melancholy in his gaze spoke volumes, echoing the silent ache of a heart in profound sadness.

" But I think I should leave for now , it's getting late and you should get some rest before your big day tomorrow " as his final words reached her ears the only thing she saw a faint glow of fireflies.

"But ,I haven't finished talking yet " in all reality the girl came to him hoping that ,he would stop her to tell her that her doesn't want her to leave to make her stay , he was the only reason she would stay in this , new strange world , but since he didn't want her maybe returning home is for the best . After all he was a prince , a strong one never less , and she was only ordinary girl . She would return to her ordinary life and he will rule of his kingdom one day .

That night , none of them had a brink of sleep, each one of them thinking about the other, and what would have happened if the simply talked about their true felling to each other, would they be comfortably cuddling while sharing embarrassing storiesthat happened to them.or would that simply scar the friendship that both of them worked hard to keep.

But that will only be though keeping them awake, till the first beams of light sneak their ways inside of every student room .

Putting her regrets and sorrow aside, the ramshackle perfect finally decided to get ready for her last day in twisted wonderland, after all she still wants in say goodbye to all the friends she made along her journey.

After a very tearful last goodbye with the ghosts of ramshackle and a promise to take care of grim until he graduates and to keep him out of troubles , the girl made her way to the mirror chambers where she met every student waiting for her there . Some crying, the others silent everyone was present there even idia , can you believe it . Except one person as usual

"Where is malleus" despite her stoic tone , everyone can clearly see the sadness and logging in her eyes . Yet no one wanted to answer that question. The room was silent to the point you can hear a pin drop . But deciding to ignore the elephant in the room,she spoke in sad tone with eyes glossed with tears

" I will miss you all , i will never forget you guys you were the best thing that happened tome , please take care of yourself and don't over work yourself, you guys are perfect just the way you are, until we meet again please don't forget me "

With a lot of tears and sobbing and a lot of group huggs the girls finally stepped into the mirror that brought her to twisted wonderland the first time,and the one that will return her to here world one last time .

Honestly I was brainstorming ideas and this came

So I hope those who read until here enjoyed my writing

Also if you want to request, requests are open please check my pinned post for more information

Thank you, hope you have a wonderful day/night

[coralinnii]

Singing a break-up song while dating 

feat. Malleus, Sebek, Azul

genre: mistaken hurt/comfort, romance

note: inspired by a funny misunderstanding with a friend, reader is written with game!Yuu in mind but can be interpreted as not

“Now the day bleeds into nightfall, and you’re not here to get me through it all.

I let my guard down, and then you pulled the rug. I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved" 

Malleus may still be young (for a fae?) but he is a future ruler and an important figure with great responsibilities. 

He’s been getting requests from his home to return for important events and meetings involving his kind so he’s been forced to postpone his late night strolls with you. 

You understand his duty and assured him that you’re ok to ease his guilt for the broken promises and cancelled dates. 

Without your knowledge, he asked Lilia to stay behind and watch over you while he’s gone. He feels bad that he may be overstepping but what if someone attacks you for your connection to him?? To kidnap you to get to him

He’s a worried dragon boi 

You continued your strolls without him and to fill the silence, you wore your earphones and played slow songs which fit the chilly night atmosphere. Those songs coincidentally include sad break up songs, to which you sang along to its enchanting melody. 

Lilia is a smart fae. He knows that you probably meant nothing over the lyrics that seems to captivate you. But…his precious master did ask him to report everything that happens and this seems too interesting to pass by. 

Poor Malleus is overthinking 

“Lilia, what could this mean? Is it a sign? Perhaps a hint?” 

“Who knows, young master~”

He stresses himself over imagining you all alone in the dark fields where you two share your walk crying (you weren’t), singing your woes over your neglectful lover and the relationship you’re now regretting (you really weren’t). 

Every fae in attendance had shivers running down their spines as the great magician seemed much more on edge, eyes narrowed and literal dark clouds hanging in the sky. Malleus was not in the mood for chit-chat or useless tangents that prolonged these wretched meetings. He needed to return soon. 

Taking off your headphones, you looked to see Grim snoring on the bed and you took this as a sign to call it a night yourself. Getting up for your seat, you walked to shut the opened windows when small fireflies fluttered around you. You recognized these shimmering lights. 

“Child of man” 

You were impressed that you managed to stifle your yelp as the tall figure you call your lover loomed over you. He was dressed extraordinarily well, the fabrics that draped over him gave him a regal appearance despite his position of crawling through your window. Was he not expected to return tomorrow?

“Malleus, what are you doing here?” You whispered as you frantically looked back “you could have scared Grim, and he is not a happy camper when woken” 

Malleus ignored your question, opting to wrap his arms around you. He pulled you in close but his embrace was soft, as though he was handling the finest rose. He buried his head in your hair and let out a sigh of what seemed like relief. You reciprocated, feeling warm in his arms.

“Malleus?” 

“I will never leave you, my love” he whispered into your hair, leaving a small kiss before facing you “No matter where I may be, I will always find my way to you”

You wanted to say you obviously knew that, that you never doubted him. But seeing him, the powerful mage who will be ruler of his home country, be so vulnerable and almost fearful, you simply nodded back to ease his worries.  

The two of you slept in your fairly small bed, arms and legs tangled together as Malleus refused to be apart from you more than he had already. You can worry about letting Grim find out in the morning.

“Why did I want to hide my precious self?

What made me so afraid that I hid my true self” 

It was a surprise for everyone that the Sebek Zigvolt would be in a relationship. It was even more of a surprise that his partner would be you, a human. 

However, old habits die hard as even when you were dating, his manner of speech still had that tone of condescension and his vocal pride for his fae heritage was still prevalent. To many, his words seem insulting and his praises somewhat backhanded.

Your friends ask you if you were ok with his rather arrogant attitude to which you chuckled and replied that his words are harsher than who he really is.

You knew your partner left a bad impression the first time he came to NRC but you see that he was more than what people assumed. You fell in love for his dedication, willingness to grow, and giving respect for those who deserve it.

While Sebek was escorting Malleus, you took a stroll around the school courtyard before meeting up with him later.

You had a particular ear-worm stuck in your head that had such an easy flow for a tune and wonderful message. Without much thought, you let yourself sing the lyrics out loud, unknowingly for anyone to overhear you

Now rumors have been spreading that the freshmen couple is on thin ice, breaking apart from emotional conflicts and fake love. Sebek can hear the whisper going around the NRC campus.

“Sebek definitely looks like the undermining type. Seriously, how can anyone be themselves with a human-hater like that?” 

Is…is that how you felt?

You indulge him with his hour-long tangents about Malleus, watch and praise him during his equestrian club activities, and not once comment on his loud persona as most do. 

He thought you were happy with your relationship. Was it a lie, and he was too self-centered to realize?

You noticed that Sebek seemed to be on edge lately, repeatedly glancing at you and being much quieter than normal. He looked like he was one step away from literally holding his own tongue. He’s also being…yielding in a way? Letting you lead him around, going along with every whim you had without question or comment. It was as though he was your bodyguard rather than a lover. 

“Sebek, are you ok?” 

“Yes, absolutely!” He flinched and yelled out in a panic. 

“Uh-huh” you raised an eyebrow “Do you have anything in mind for food?”

“Anything you want!” 

“Hmmm, should we go to that new coffee shop I found? They served the freshest black coffee” you suggested, testing him with a smile. “Oh, and we should invite Silver too” 

You watched as the green-haired lad literally broke into cold sweat before he stiffly nodded in agreement. “A-an excellent idea”

“Really?” 

“Y-Yes!”

You stepped in front of him with a stern look. “Why are you like this? What’s going on?” 

Sebek was about to disagree with that statement but the stern look on your face that screamed “don’t you dare lie to me” made him bite his lip. For as hard-headed and intimidating the freshman can be, you still found a way to make him squirm under your gaze. 

“I just…” Sebek finally let his shoulder slump, looking defeated “I didn’t want you to feel like you had to hide or change yourself for me” 

“…and you thought hiding and changing yourself for me was the solution?” 

Ouch, that irony stung. 

You knew there were rumors floating around your relationship and perhaps you should have known your gullible boyfriend may be susceptible to them.

“I’m not hiding anything about myself” you reached for your green-haired lover, holding his cheek. “I feel your love and respect for me everyday that I never felt like I needed to” 

You notice the way Sebek waits for you after class to escort you before his club activities. He may be a hothead but he is always patient with you as he helps you with your weaker subjects. He may get loud but he always pays attention to your worries and thoughts. It’s the little things that others may not see or ignore but his actions resonate with you louder than any rumor.

“I want nothing about us to be fake” you smiled as you gave a small peck on his nose, which leaves the loud freshman truly stunned silent. “This is real love”

“You’re too close for me to miss you, but too far away to kiss you, 

    Am I holding on while you’re just letting go?”

Baby octopus is gonna panic

Azul is an endlessly ambitious man, keeping up a successful business with only a trusted few and maintaining the balance as a good student and an entrepreneur. He didn’t plan to add anything more to his hectic life

Yet you found a way into his life, but he found himself enjoying the feeling of loving someone and himself being loved. 

It was not an easy change. His time is precious and it’s constantly split between time with you and sudden deals to be made.

He was also new to the idea of dating and while he presents himself as suave and confident, he was slow with truly letting himself be vulnerable and open with you right now. 

Despite the short and sometimes awkward moments of romantic bliss,  you were understanding as a partner to appreciate the efforts he makes.

During one of your study dates at the Monstro Lounge, a student came around with a deal that Azul could not turn away. With an apologetic frown, he ushered the student to his office. 

You sighed, but continued with your assignments. Luckily, you brought your headphones with you to entertain yourself. There was a song from a duo artist you got really into and you couldn’t stop yourself from singing along. You were sitting in a booth far from the open center of the restaurant, you didn't think anyone would pay you any mind

Too bad for you that you didn't notice the two pairs of heterochromatic eyes with matching grins

You weren’t sure if you should be flattered and concerned with everything that has happened. 

For the past few days, you were receiving gifts and favors from your beloved. Sometimes he would personally offer you a box of your favourite treats and other times, one of the Leech twins would drop off a cute trinket on his behalf. That was sweet of them, albeit you could do without their unnerving smirk as though they knew something you didn’t. 

You appreciated the attention, the longer dates and more frequent acts of affections to which Azul was still working on despite his proneness to fluster. But, you notice the way your fair-haired boyfriend jumps or glances worriedly at you whenever he needs to leave. 

Just like now, when you were invited to join him in his private office and one of his schoolmate/workers dropped by to inform him of an issue at the restaurant.

“I doubt I am all that needed” 

“Are you sure?” 

Azul nodded albeit stiffly and you definitely noticed the shakiness in his hands as he could keep his pen steady. 

“Azul,” you started packing your things on the coffee table. “If me being here is burdening you, I can lea-“ 

“NO!” 

You were surprised when Azul jumped from his seat, his papers scattered in his haste. His eyes widened in what looked like fear before he corrected his expression. 

“Jade and Floyd can handle things” he reassured you “Everything will be solved on its own” 

“But it sounds like Floyd was causing the issue? And Jade is having fun with it”

Azul kept silent, his mind a mile a minute as he rushed for a solution without leaving you like he has so many times already. He’s been trying to salvage his relationship with you with his attention but the issue is his time. Those brothers tip him off of your apparent feelings of neglect. He fell back into his chair unceremoniously, hat tilted to hide the distress in his eyes.

“Azul…” You watched him and slowly went to reach for his hands that he didn’t realize was clenched tightly. He looked to you and saw the worry in your eyes, begging him to open up to you, his beloved. 

“I…I don’t want you to leave” me. he murmured under his breath, his long bangs shadowing his eyes. 

The two of you were still students, with responsibilities and obligations of your own so it was easy to not have all the time in the world for each other. Azul was worried that the time lost and his inadequacy in love would lead to your disappointment in him, that he wasn’t worth the wait. 

Your voice called out his mental spiral.

“Our relationship is still new and it takes time to figure out what works best” you told him, gently caressing his hands. “There is no one-sided fix or quick solution. Just patience and gradual adjustments” 

You smiled at your frazzled boyfriend, lifting your hand to fix his glasses that went askew. “How about I come with you with your manager duties when I’m free? I don’t know how much help I’ll be but I’m happy to be with you no matter where” 

Azul suddenly felt the murkiness in his heart clear up as though it was now a calm shore. He stood his feet, fixed any minor creases in his coat and offered his gloved hand to you. 

“I would much appreciate your presence” you giggled and graciously took his hand. 

“Good, we should hurry before Floyd breaks something or someone”

[charliedzilla]

Some doodles with my DnD characters. Firefly mage Svetlana and gastrosapien cleric Zelina! Each from different campaign <3

Also, last pic featuring my brothers fairy boy Cinnamon!

[help-an-alter]

Hi first off this blog is awesome and I think this is such a cool idea. Secondly we just found out about a new subsystem of fragments and we need some help with their names and such.

It’s a Kpop/Idol group each one based on different colours of the rainbow. (Including light and dark of each colour) would it be okay to ask this all in the one ask or would you prefer separate asks for each? They’re still undecided on gender so any for names and pronouns would be fine.

Sorry if this is a lot.

Also could we claim 📼🌌 if possible?

Hi anon ! mod firefly here ,, you can totally claim that :3 thanks for giving the blog compliments !!! We'll separate it by the colours !

names ,,,

Red themed ,,

Rouge , Red , Scarlett / Scarlet , Poppy , Rory , Reed , Ruby , Flynn , Garnet , Jasper , Opal , Rhodonite , Carnelian , Flame , Fire / Fyre , Blaze / Blaise , Poppy

Orange themed ,,

Topaz , Opal , Amber / Ambre , Clementine , Coral , Saffron , Alani , Ginger , Blaine , Ember / Embre , Peaches , Nerenxa , Aurelia , Blaine , Azahaur , Cyrus , Garfield , Daisy

Yellow themed ,,

Helio / Helios , Sol , Apollo , Xanthe , Marigold , Citrine , Elio , Casper , Sunny / Sunney / Sunni / Sunnie , Flavia , Goldie , Gildie , Gilderoy , Sunday , Erica / Erika , Aura , Zahava , Ziva / Ziv , Apolline / Apollina , Eleanor , Dahlia / Dalia , Zinnia / Zinnie , Camille / Camylle / Camyle / Cam , Clara

Green themed ,,

Shiloh , ShamRock / ShamRoc / ShamRok , Laurel , Em / Emerald , Ivy , Midori , Myrthe , Meadow , Thyme , Spring , Celadon , Hunter / Huntre , Kelly / Kelli / Kelley , Ciara

Blue themed ,,

Emily , Azure , Seafoam , Blu , Marina , River / Rivre , Cyan , Sapphire , Indigo , Marlais , Carolina , Iris , Maya , Capri , Marian / Maryan , Yves , Sini

Purple themed ,,

Cecil / Cecilia / Cecyl / Cecylia / Cecylya , Violet , Prince / Prynce , Rain , King , Heath , Heather , Martin / Martyn , Dexter , Gefen / Gefyn , Gethen / Gethyn , Jacinto , Vincio , Vincius / Vincyus / Vyncius / Vyncyus , Jasper / Jaspre , Harold , Harry / Harri , Harriet / Harryet / Harriett / Harryett / Hariette / Harryette , Louis , George , Leroy , Roye / Roy , Rex / Rexx / Rexe / Rexxe , Rey / Ray / Reye / Raye / Reyes / Rayes , Indigo / Indygo , Indi / Indy , Indiana , Lavendar / Lavender , Vander / Vender , Evander / Evandyr / Evender / Evendyr , Perry / Perri , Periwinkle / Periwynkle , Mage / Mayge , Magenta / Magynta , Jack / Jac , Jacaranda , Pru , Prunella

Pink themed ,,

Rose , Roisin , Rosa , Rosalind / Rosalynd , Rosalina / Rosalyna , Rosalynne / Rosalynn / Rosalyn / Rosalinne / Rosalinn / Rosalin , Barbie / Barbye / Barbara , Ken , Adrienne / Adryenne , Penelope , Cordelia , Coral , Elle , Woody / Woodi / Woodey / Woodie , Priscilla / Priscylla / Pryscilla / Pryscylla , Cadillac / Cadyllac ,

Pronouns ,,,

Red themed ,,

red/reds , cer/ise , cer/cerise , crim/son , crim/crimson , scar/let , scar/scarlet , burg/burgundy , burg/undy , fi/fire , py/pyro ,

Orange themed ,,

or/ange , orange/oranges , sun/rise , sunrise/sunrises , mari/gold , mari/marigold , aura/auras

Yellow themed ,,

yell/ow , yell/yellow , yellow/yellows , sun/rise , sunrise/sunrises , mari/gold , mari/marigold , au/ra , aura/auras , sun/flower , sunflower/sunflowers , fi/fire , pyr/pyro , sun/suns , sun/shine , suns/sunshine , sunshine/sunshines , sun/sunshine , bri/bright

Green themed ,,

gree/green , green/greens , li/lime , sprout/sprouts , plant/planty , grow/grows , tree/trees , for/est , forest/forests

Blue themed ,,

blu/blue , blue/blues , teal/teals , cy/an , cy/cyans , rain/rainy , snow/snows , ice/ices , sky/blue , sky/skies ,

Purple themed ,,

ind/igo , indigo / indigos , pur/ple , purp/le , purple/purples , pur/purp , vio/let , vio/violet , violet/violets , lil/ac , li/lac , lila/lilac , lilac/lilacs , orch/orchid , orchid/orchids , lav/endar , lav/ender , lavendar/lavendars , lavender/lavenders

Pink themed ,,

pink/pinks , tul/ip , tulip/tulips , ro/rose , rose/roses , pea/peach , peach/peaches , sal/mon , sal/salmon , salmon/salmons , carn/ation , carnation/carnations

I hope these help all of them !! :3

[lilborealis]

Some MK1 headcanons

Multiverse (as in the characters that are your allies or you have to fight at the end, from different timelines)

I have had so many thoughts about what these guy’s timelines are like you have no idea-

-Kitana Khan and Jawspell (Kitana+General Shao and Mileena+Quan Chi fusions) are from the same timeline. Kitana overthrew her mother and she rules Outworld with an iron fist while Mileena, (who tried to use dark magic in an effort to cure herself of Tarkat) is the Royal mage and is her sister’s trusted advisor

-In Titan Kitana’s timeline, the umgadi doesn’t exist. Her version of Tanya is similar to MK10 Tanya, who wishes to separate Outworld from Edenia

-Johnny Savage (Johnny Cage+Baraka fusion) comes from a reality where tarkat spread to earth. He is the leader of his universe’s tarkatans, and despite his monstrous appearance, he’s actually pretty similar humor wise to Liu Kang’s Johnny Cage

-he is ultimately more angry and wishes to spread Tarkat, wanting people to suffer as he does

-in Firefly’s timeline (Li Mei+Scorpion fusion), she was instead claimed by the Lin kuei instead of the Umgadi and was taught pyromancy (instead of having it innately like Kuai Liang)

-Screen Demon (Ashrah+Johnny Cage fusion) and titan Kung Lao are from the same timeline. This version of Kung Lao helped Ashrah escape from Quan Chi’s control, but was ultimately powerless as she became consumed by the fame Hollywood brought her

-Titan Subzero’s version of Kuai Liang was murdered by Shang Tsung, causing him to fight his version of the sorcerer for the hour glass to become its keeper, ultimately killing him. He is horrified when he meets Liu Kang’s Kuai Liang, seeing his scar and learning that another version of himself was responsible

-Frostbite (Nitara+Subzero fusion) learned cryomancy in an effort to help defend her people

-lizard queen (Sindel+Reptile fusion) comes from a timeline where centuries ago, Zaterrans overthrew the Edenian lineage and took the crown for themselves, thus resulting in a Zaterran lineage ruling Outworld

-Quantom Chi (Geras+Quan Chi fusion) is from a reality where Geras rebelled against Liu Kang, tired of servitude. He learns dark magic and kills his version of Liu Kang

-the good versions of Shang Tsung and Quan Chi (those who fight evil Titan Shang Tsung and Titan Quan Chi)are also titans, but are also reformed as they both started out like their current MK1 counterparts

-if you picked Reiko in the final Armageddon sequence, it’s obviously not the current timeline’s Reiko. This version of Reiko comes from a timeline where he was raised by a version of Baraka who never got tarkat and is still a soldier. Therefore, he’s much more merciful but still a very deadly soldier

-Dark Thunder God Kung Lao (I think it’s Kung Lao? I couldn’t tell during the Armageddon sequence) comes from a timeline where he grew extremely jealous of his version of Raiden. Influenced by his timeline’s Quan chi, he kills his best friend and steals his amulet in his pursuit of power

-The Shao that aids Liu Kang in the end (the one that appears if you pick general Shao) comes from time line where he and Liu Kang have swapped places. A former Outworld soldier, he saw the beauty of earth and decided to protect it. Liu Kang, hungry for power, became a conquerer who shows no mercy

Bonus! Zaterrans!

-there are variations among their species that make them look like other sorts of reptiles in their regular forms, for example

-crocodile-like Zaterrans having longer, more v-shaped snouts, visible lower teeth, and a much slimmer build for moving through the water

-Zaterrans resembling thorny devils being a bit shorter than most other Zaterrans, but being able to defend themselves with their thorny spines and is able to project blood from their eyes

-Komodo dragon Zaterrans with longer tails and having a bite force and jaw strength that is stronger than most Zaterrans. Their jaws open extremely wide

-then for chameleon-like Zaterrans (such as Khameleon herself) , they have their crests, curly tails and independently mobile eyes in their reptile forms

-in their reptile forms, Zaterrans can survive EXTREMELY long periods without air in frozen water (or colder weather). (Some reptiles can go up to 3-4 months without air!) if their variation doesn’t permit this, than they can hunker down in safe places, slowing their metabolism and limiting their movement, waiting for the cold weather pass

-this is basically a process some snakes go through call brumation-in human or reptile form, Zaterrans commonly sleep with heated or weighted blankets, just on warm surfaces in general

-females are usually bigger than the males

-there’s really no “mix” of variations, as if a “regular” Zaterran would have children with a more crocodilian-like Zaterran, then those children would exclusively look like one parent in their reptile forms

[escaped-goat]

Meet my Tav, Cocuyo!

Their name means "Firefly/Lightning Bug!" They got the nickname from the glow of their green Mage Hands. (Double arm amputee).

Please treat them kindly while I continue packing up for the big move! Love love love! (Click for better quality because holy bean-n-cheese-buns, my dude, this site shits all over quality).