#MC: Eir

[foxtricksterwriting]

Folksaga MC; Eir

Author's Note; Eir accidentally became very soft, I meant for them to be very sarcastic bordering on being a bitch but that changed lol. Also, at the time of writing this Fritz's profile is not ready to be published yet but you can look through his pinterest board-thing if you want.

Tags: @folksaga-if

Other MCs:

Anastasius | Fritz

Name: Eir █̵̸̡̢̛̛̯̣͉̣̺̝̰͕̦͙͍̞͓̯͈̯͕̫̀́̀̀͋̐ͪ̂͒͌͋̈̀ͨ̏̿̎̆̂͌̈͐̽̈ͣ̍̊̍̀͋̐͑̓͒ͫ͛̓̚͜͢͞͠█̵̵̸̢̢̨̧̢̡̛̲̜͉̰͎͚̫̼̙̮̙̼̖̳͙̩̜̩̥̝̺̅̃ͣ̒̃̿͐̒ͩ̌̒ͫ̈̒͆͗ͬ̑͆́̑̽̅̾ͦ́̿͊ͩ̏̃ͣ̚͠͠͡͞█͎̤ͯ́ͥ̿̐̂̈█̡̦͕̘̱͉̲͈̥͈̀̀͌̍̐̔̓̍͊̋̑ͧ̓̾̎̊ͦͬ͘͡█̨̧̩̜̹͙͎̭͉̯͂ͯ̈́ͬ̔ͭ̌͌ͥ̍͝█̛̼͓̎ͧ̽ͣͥ̂͋͡█̷̱̲͖̤̫͇̼̱̰̰̤͖̺̇̒̽̒̉̑́̈ͬ̑͜͟█̸̧̪̭̭͉̹̯͎̹ͣ͛̏̀͐̂̂͝͠͡█̵̶̶̨̢̧̛̫̳͇̥̖̩͉̟̩̗̫̩̹̳̮̯̤͚̝̯͚̻̠̣͙͙̥ͨ́́ͮͧͮ̃ͭ͛̐̆ͬ̍ͪ́̅̓̈̊̍̀̿̾̚͘͢͞█̴̶̢̡̦̘̼̫͈͙̟̱̭̬͉̠͇̳̝͚͚̜̲͙̫͖̹̪͚̱̞͇͓̟̓̈́̔̃ͯ̄̿̉̃̆̏͌͛ͨ̓ͦ̓̀̒͊ͯ͊̋̈̈ͭ̃́̌̆͆ͪͮ͒̇͑ͮ̈̏͊̀ͯͨ͘͘͟͟͟͞█̪̽͊█̶̸̡͔̣̲̰͚̺̮̹̳͙̟̺̞͉̝͚̤̭̳͕̣̠̭ͫ̆̎̐͋ͫ͋ͥͦ̔ͭ͊̾̂́̓̾̀̇̿ͨ̇͗͋͂̿͡͝█̬̪̖̠̹̠̔ͫ͊ ̷̧̙̟͑̓̄ͬͩ̊ ("Huh? Oh, hello. Sorry, didn't know you were trying to talk to me.")

Alias: None

Gender + Pronouns: Agender + They/them

More About Them: Eir is a quiet person. They don't speak much, preferring to listen to what's happening around them. When they do speak it's often blunt and scathing. Despite this, they're quite soft and care deeply for everyone around them. They're sensitive and cry easily. The kind of person to cry when angry, that won't stop them from verbally tearing you down physically too if you piss them off enough.

They can be stubborn with their decisions, rarely backing down from a fight; a trait they share with Fritz. And they are vain; they're very pretty and they know it. If Eir thinks it'll help them then they'll use it to their advantage. They're not above using their body, either. Why not flaunt what they've got?

Fun Facts;

Pinterest here

Playlist there! (Been a while since I did one of those)

They are so pink lmao

I named them after the norse goddess of healing, Eir. I thought it'd be funny and a bit ironic, considering they're uh.... them.

Their hobbies are baking and ballet. They used to make candy, but that has since evolved into baking. ("Here, I've made this for you. Hope you like it ♥")

They also collect things; any thing. Eir has a shelf full of random shit they've picked up. Keys, bottle caps, rocks, nails and screws, broken jewelry, trash; nothing is safe. If they think no one wants it, it's in their pockets. ("Ah, another piece for my collection!")

Really a kleptomaniac.

These characters don't have specific ROs that they'd romance; they're more made to explore their dynamic with said ROs.

Eir's height is 5'6.5 ft or 168 cm.

Loves their coffee, and it needs to be as sweet as possible. Eir drinks so much that they often get sick from it; it's the fucking sugar. ("Ugh, I need to stop adding so much crap to my coffee....")

All of their bark-y, woody bits are birch based. I really liked the idea of it, I thought it'd be a cool design choice.

[zhaitansvisage]

First meeting Destiny’s edge and they all immediately start fighting.

Our character meanwhile: 🧍

[origamihoshi]

My Ares/MC from @god-syndicate-if's game, love this idiot with all 'eirs anger issues, and also just trying to get paid and not have to deal with any nonsense like gods or whatever. 'Ey just want to to make money and be able to live, and I guess be a boxer because that's the one thing 'eir good at.

[selenacosmic]

Hello luv. I see your headcanon about Warlords meeting Kratos from God of War and I am truly happy when I found out you also a fans. Since you know God of War, I assumed you also know about the Valkyries right? Sigrun, Eir, Gunnr and the others.

So I was wondering about the Warlords reaction with Valkyrie MC who came to Sengoku Japan to find the souls of the Worthy to escort to the Valhalla. I can imagine some would find it interesting while some would freak out about it 😅

If it is too much for you, then could you please include Nobunaga, Shingen, Mitsuhide and Kenshin?

Thank you 💜

Hello! And yes, I adore the franchise! I believe I once talked with a friend of mine about a Valkyrie in ikesen! Thank you for the request!

A MC!Valkyrie in the sengoku era.

Oda forces.

Nobunaga Oda.

Nobunaga would be fascinated, specially since he was dragged by you out of the fire fearlessly, it explained why you were so brave. Just for his curiosity and entertainment, nobunaga will take you with him in every battle they go, though he assumed you would go regardless.

There were times when he wondered if he would ever be escorted to the afterlife by you, but he wouldn’t allow himself to lose in battle so easily.

Mitsuhide Akechi.

Mitsuhide already knew that there was something odd about you, the way you seemed stronger than most women in that era, and how you had the perfect posture of a warrior. A secret research of his own proved that you were indeed one, though not in the same way he had expected.

In battle, mitsuhide was always in the rear of the army, which meant he had a pretty good view of you whenever you engaged in battle, searching for worthy souls to take with you. To him, he wasn’t a worthy soul, but you thought otherwise.

Uesugi-Takeda alliance.

Kenshin Uesugi.

Kenshin would be more interested than expected, he would want to see how good you were in battle, which is why he would constantly invite you to spar with him. With you by his side, there were never boring battles to fight.

It was natural with his charisma in leadership, kenshin was more than just a worthy soul to take back with you. But the more time you spend with him, the more you feel like tipping the scales of battle to his favor.

Shingen Takeda.

To him, you were a goddess of war, choosing only the worthy to be by your side. Which… wasn’t too far off from the truth. Despite knowing of your strength, Shingen would rather you don’t participate much in the battles they fought, but that was something you couldn’t do. It was your duty to be part of the war.

During the time he was sick, shingen wondered if he would be worthy enough in your eyes. It was without a doubt a fact to you that he was, but the thought of guiding him back became… painful to you, which is why you secretly assisted the weird ninja to help cure him.

[casp1an-sea]

100 Follower Event

Hi, MY name is Caspian Re (Re pronounced Rey) You can call me either of my first names or alternate! I also go by Cas for short. I also like weird, silly, or comfort character related nicknames and I sometimes go by Armie online

I primarily post about Twisted Wonderland, Star Wars, Marvel, and 2000s kids shows like Octonauts

Age: 19

Birthday: 10/13 

Gender: it fluctuates between trans masc and trans Male, so I typically just shorten it to trans (pls only masc terms) 

Pronouns: He/Him, Ey/Em/Eir/Eirs/Emself

Sexuality: ✨I’m Gay✨

Zodiac: Libra Star, Pieces Moon, Aquarius Rising 

Personality type: ENFJ

If you send me an ask or msg pls feel free to mention your pronouns 

WE SUPPORT PALESTINE HERE 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸

Hotlines to call Incase of emergency

Master List:

I have a dating sim rp blog that is kinda popular :P

Pls check out my OCs, as well as my AUs, and my fics located in my writing post :)

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commissions: Closed

requests: open!

EVENTS: KYLUX WRITING AND ART EVENT (Ongoing), May 4th Event, Twst OC Colab Event , 100 follower event

(I’ll do short writings, picrews, and possibly art if I’m in the mood. I’ll totally do my doodle style of you or a character.)

Fandoms, Writing, Moots and Tags, OCs, Comfort Characters, Just a list of Monsters I associate with myself, Moot Trail Mix Recipe, ART, Gender Envy >:(

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Side blogs: @hux-and-gay (mostly Kylux, 18+), @ramblingsofamadblob (OC and world building posts to complex for my main)

rp accounts: @robinbanks-accidentally (TWST), @spring-chicken (OC), @brooklynscamp (Newsies), @hollowsdill-manor (Vampire/Werewolf dating sim), @angry-space-ginger (Hux), @rouge-space-dad (Han), @thisiswerethefunbegins (Star Wars OCs)

@thenewhestia (my mc to rp with @kal0psiapanesthesia)

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Likes: Star Wars, Kylux, Marvel, Twisted Wonderland, the Life Series SMP, RPs, Random Generators (its an addiction), 2000s Kids shows, Doll customization, folklore, cats, singing, art, musicals, being in musicals, and weird sea creatures especially sharks :)

Dislikes: Sweets, Rey/Reylo (if you are a Star Wars fan and you like her respectfully pls do not talk to me about her you will get your feeling hurt), Religious Topics (pls do not talk to me about Christianity or Catholicism it makes me uncomfortable), gruesome animal facts they are triggering please keep them to yourself, TOXIC ACOLYTE HATERS, Mean people that disrespect me or my friends, Racists, Homophobes, Transphobes, Ablests, Sexists, etc. 

Fun Facts: 

I am Left Handed 

I am Hungarian and I love talking about my culture or my grandfather’s story if you want to ask

I am single sadly

I’m a Hufflepuff my Petronas is a field mouse and my wand is Willow wood with a Phoenix core

My favorite color is green 

My favorite food is Pineapple Teriyaki Burgers or Chinese food  

I am going to be a film major in the fall

I have two cats named Lilo and Stitch (both girls), and I also have multiple fish. My snail passed away :(

I REALLY WANT CRESTED GECKOS!

I was in my schools broadcasting class

I’ve performed in Willy Wonka, Newsies,  Little Mermaid, Bye Bye Birdie, Christmas Carol, and Shrek, and played the roles of James (James and the giant peach cameo), Arista (Ariel’s sister), Young Fiona, and the bird that sings in that one song in Shrek . I’ve also had solos in Try Everything, American Tears, Fields of Gold, an Mo Town Medley 

I Did competitive gymnastics for 13 years starting when I was 3, before I retired I was in XL level gold. 

I played Violin in elementary school and during Covid in freshman year I played chimes cause that was the choir alternative 

I watch lots of weird 1990s to early 2000s sci-fi shows typically from Australia, there’s suprisingly a lot of them 

I play Minecraft but I am bad at it lol

I play DND 

Where else to find me?

YouTube: @antosaurusrex3752

AO3: ArmieVampire

Pinterest:

Star Wars Force Alignment Quiz:

TWST OC CHALLENGE

My Change.Org petitions:

[my-strange-attraction]

I've been reading queer-specific books for a writing project I'm working on lately and yes it did include Fun Home and it was even better than the first time I read it (my fixation on certain panels of that comic really should've tipped me off to my lesbianism sooner) BUT also I read Gender Queer for the first time and OH MY GOD

Some panels I related to SO hard that I had to screenshot:

LITERALLY!!!!!!

This is actually always how I have experienced crushes and is why I was never able to identify them as such until very recently (because I just thought they were cool and I emulated everything they did). Also why I have almost never actually known any of my crushes very well if at all.

I have nothing to add or change here, this is literally my exact experience.

I watched an episode of Say Yes To The Dress when I was super young where like the main lady or whatever got breast cancer and had to chop hers and I thought this a lot in those years as mine got bigger. I like them for the most part now, especially since I've gotten more comfortable with the sexuality of my body, but there was a while when I wanted to have a flatter chest. I think if they grew any bigger I would be super uncomfy with them but my B cups are perfect for my genderfluid ass.

I got so much out of this book, which I didn't expect, really. Mostly I just included it in my list because my mc who I'm writing about is genderqueer and I wanted a resource on it to draw from (alongside my own experiences, of course). Even though my experience has been a lot different from Maia's, I really related to eir story in so many parts (none of these panels are even including the whole section e included about reading gay fiction and writing fanfic, like, bro, it's ME). Highly recommend, 5 star read for me.

[readwithnox]

10 Indie Fantasy Books with A-spec Main Characters

Enjoy some magical a-spec spec-fic.

From asexual to aromantic and every variation inbetween, these fantasy books have a wonderful selection of a-spec LGBTQIA+ main characters for your next read!

While some of these books don’t outright announce some of the characters’ identities in the story, there are cues that a-spec readers are likely to pick up on either in the first book or later in the series. For the ones that aren’t completely obvious, I’ve received confirmation from the authors.

Structural Integrity

by Tabitha O’Connell Fantasy Romance featuring an a-spec trans mc

Messenger boy Kel never expected to strike up a romance with a government official. But Yaan lacks the self-important snobbery of the others, seeing Kel as more than just a pretty face. Living with him in the city’s plush government complex is everything Kel could want: no more expenses, kitchen workers and resident animals to befriend, and of course seeing Yaan every day. Even if Yaan does spend most of his time working or worrying about work, and seems to have forgotten that they used to have actual conversations…

When the city decides to tear down the iconic theater building in Kel’s old neighborhood, Yaan’s indifference toward his pleas to help save it forces Kel to confront his growing unhappiness. In the aftermath, both will have to decide whether their relationship is salvageable.

Song of Phoenix and Ink

by Margherita Scialla New Adult Portal Fantasy featuring an a-spec mc and a-spec li

All Nadzia Kaminski wanted was to finish writing her novel.

When she finally finished the manuscript for Crimson Mayhem, she did what any writer would: gave it to her best friend to read. Her friend’s reaction, however, wasn’t what she had expected and, upset by her criticism, Nadzia left her at the café where they had met.

Waking up the next morning, Nadzia was no longer in her bedroom, finding herself in a world of her creation, surrounded by dangerous magic and vaguely familiar settings.

With a country at war and no clear way home, time is running out and Nadzia has to find a way to gain the trust of the very people she created and figure out her confusing feelings for two of her own characters.

She soon realizes stories aren’t perfect when there is no one left to write them.

Dirt-Stained Hands, Thorn-Pierced Skin

by Tabitha O’Connell Fantasy Romance featuring an a-spec nonbinary mc and a-spec li

A queer, Beauty-and-the-Beast-inspired novella

Heron thought ey wanted to be with handsome, charming Tiel — but the relationship hasn’t quite lived up to eir expectations. With Tiel’s confidence comes a tendency to be overbearing, and now he wants Heron to leave eir farm life behind and move to town with him. And Heron can’t figure out how to explain to him that ey doesn’t want that.

When an accident strands Heron’s mother at a castle rumored to belong to a family of mages, Heron rushes off to make sure she’s all right — only to find the castle occupied by a single man who isn’t a mage at all. Prone to hiding behind his long mess of hair, the mysterious Theomer possesses a long-neglected, semi-magical garden. A job tending it is Heron’s perfect opportunity for some time away from Tiel while ey decides what to tell him.

Heron did not plan to be drawn in by Theomer’s attentive gaze and understated sense of humor. But as an undeniable bond forms between them, ey’s soon going to have a much bigger choice to make…

A Searing Faith

by Audrey Martin Epic Dark Fantasy featuring an aroace fmc

When sixteen-year-old Rena finds herself the sole survivor of the fire that destroyed her home town, the only thing keeping her going is the suspicion that the tragedy wasn’t an accident. She is determined to find those responsible, no matter how far her quest might take her. But no one in charge of the kingdom of Kal-Hemma seems to care that this isn’t the first town destroyed by a mysterious fire. And according to Rena’s travelling companions, there’s a lot the members of the Royal Council aren’t telling their subjects.

If Rena is truly the only survivor of the tragedy, why did she find her sister’s ring outside of their destroyed home?

Who planted the strange bird figurines around the town’s church before the fire?

And what do the old, forgotten Gods have to do with any of this?

A Searing Faith is the first book in an epic fantasy series and based on the award-winning, interactive audio drama The Heart Pyre.

A Kind Voice in Hell

by Ames Mullery Urban Fantasy featuring an a-spec trans mc

What’s a few years of bloody gladiator matches and witchcraft-for-hire when your best friend’s life is on the line?

To cover the soaring costs of his best friend’s life-saving healthcare Lark signs away everything he’s got — his body, his freedom, even his witchcraft — to a billionaire who plays at philanthropy for entertainment. Although Lark may have the heart of a saint, he doesn’t have the patience of one. It isn’t long before he begins to rock the boat and ends up threatening the very people he wants to save in his reckless heroics.

A KIND VOICE IN HELL is a story about an occult-obsessed billionaire looking for away to bring gladiators into the twenty-first century, a trans man with a hero complex who has never known illness a day in his life, and the disabled people caught in the middle. It contains queer love, found family, and a hero who needs to sit down and shut up before he tries to help anyone.

Follow Lark as he forges an unlikely alliance on the inside and weaves masterful spellwork in hopes of changing the world for the better.

Havesskadi

by Ava Kelly Fantasy featuring an a-spec mc

The red dragon is hunting her own. Up in the icy peaks of the northern mountains, Orsie Havesskadi spends his days hiding from her, but eventually he is found and his dragon magic stolen. Cursed to wander the lands as a mortal unless he recovers his magic before twenty-four rising crescents have passed, Orsie embarks on an arduous journey. Spurred by the whispers in his mind, his quest takes him to a castle hidden deep in a forest.

Arkeva Flitz, a skilled garrison archer, discovers an abandoned castle in the woods. Trapped there, he spends his days with his two companions, one cruel, the other soothing. One day, a young man arrives at his gates, and soon they are confined by heavy snowfalls and in danger from what slumbers in the shadows of the castle.

The Thirteenth Key

by Cara Nox New Adult Science Fantasy featuring an ace mmc

The chaotic crew of heisting misfits in Leigh Bardugo’s Six of Crows meets the familiar yet fantastical, modern landscape found in Robert Jackson Bennett’s City of Stairs.

“The thirteen emblems given to the original rulers weren’t just symbols. They’re keys to the Vault — one that no one’s ever opened.”

Noa has lived her life as an unsuspecting, ID-burning, face in the crowd that disposes of “problems” for her miscellaneous, secretive employers. So, when Noa’s surrogate father — a Seer — hands her a long-lost emblem, telling her with his dying breath that it’s her responsibility to reignite magic, she laughs at the idea that the fate of their world rests on the shoulders of a killer. Instead, she uses his words and the key he gave her as an excuse to go on one final suicide mission to seek out the power supposedly waiting for her to annihilate his murderer.

Prince Glacier Caelius has lived his life trapped inside a gilded cage, pushed down by the ever-present threat of death as the bastard son of Amarais’s late king. But when the rebels attack during a nationalist party, Glacier’s rescued by none other than Noa and her merry band of thieves, who are scrambling to salvage a failed attempt at stealing his country’s emblem: the Soul of Amarais. When the dust settles, he’s the only person left alive to unlock the palace vault and give the Soul to Noa in exchange for saving his life.

Well, once they’re able to formulate a plan to take the palace back.

Struggling with their tentative, newfound freedom, Noa and Glacier must learn to work together to survive the urban landscape of Avaria’s greatest cities fortified by technology in the wake of dwindling magic. The goal: steal as many keys as they can before their pasts catch up. But the further they go, the more they realize that something worse may be lurking on the horizon, and they may very well be the only ones able to stop it.

Bloody Spade

by Brittany M. Willows Young Adult Urban Fantasy featuring an ace fmc, aro mmc, and demi fmc

Bloody Spade is the first installment in an upper YA urban fantasy duology that follows a cat-eared thief and a softhearted girl as they navigate his wild magic, her hotheaded brother, a sinister plot, and the feelings they’re developing for each other. Suitable for fans of A Darker Shade of Magic and This Savage Song, or anime/manga such as RWBY and D.Gray-Man.

A girl full of heart A thief touched by darkness A hot-tempered golden boy An unwitting servant of evil

The era of magic was once thought to be a myth, but after the Reemergence ushered forces both dark and light into the mundane world, it has since become a harsh reality. Now those affected by this strange power — a specialized group of Empowered called Jokers, known collectively as Cardplay — must protect their world from the darkness that threatens to consume it, all the while fighting for equality in a society clinging to normalcy.

But the Reemergence was only the beginning.

When another influx occurs on the seventh anniversary of that fateful event, an unfortunate encounter at ground zero lands Iori Ryone, a teenage boy in possession of a corrupt and legendary magic, in the care of recent Joker graduate Ellen Amelia Jane. From him, she learns the Reemergence may not have been the inevitable natural disaster it first seemed.

Someone is trying to tear down the barrier that separates the magical realms from the mundane. The question is why, and can Cardplay stop them before it’s too late?

Tell Me How It Ends

by Quinton Li Young Adult Fantasy featuring an aroace nonbinary mc

A coming-of-age cozy fantasy with a queer cast, witches, and tarot. Perfect for fans of Legends & Lattes and Our Flag Means Death.

Iris Galacia’s tarot cards do more than entertain gamblers.

With the flip of her fingers she can predict the future and uncover a person’s secrets. But under the watchful eye of her mother, she is on thin ice for pursuing a passion in the family business, and then cracks start to form until she eventually she falls through.

She is given an ultimatum — a test to prove her worth: earn a thousand coins or leave the business, and the family.

Enter Marin Boudreau, a charming young person who can scale buildings and break off door knobs, who comes for her help to rescue a witch who’s been falsely imprisoned in Excava Kingdom.

And Marin is willing to pay a high sum for her talents.

But saving a prisoner from royal hands isn’t easy, nor is leaving home for the first time in eighteen years.

Now Iris must learn to trust in herself, Marin, and this new magical world, while racing the clock before the royals decide the fate of the witch, and before any secrets catch up to her.

Trick

By Cara Nox New Adult Urban Fantasy featuring a demi fmc and aroace mmc

Cassandra Clare’s The Mortal Instruments series meets V.E. Schwab’s The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue with a dash of Disney+’s Loki in this new adult urban fantasy.

WELCOME TO NEW ATLAS: A CITY WITHIN A REALITY JUST BEYOND OUR OWN.

Evie is a nobody. Spending her days in college classes and her nights studying, having a social life has never really been a priority. With her sights firmly set on the future to keep away her thoughts of the past, she loses her grip on the present when her world is ripped out from under her. And it’s all thanks to two mysterious strangers showing up on her doorstep, claiming that she can turn back time.

Cade is a notorious troublemaker. He’s never been afraid to throw around his name to get what he wants as someone who’s clawed his way to the top. But power is quick to change hands in this city, and when he chooses to blatantly disregard an order from his leader, his older brother, he’s tossed back down to the bottom again. He’ll be more than lucky to regain any sort of trust when everyone knows he’s one of the best spies there is, sliding in and out of shadows in the blink of an eye.

Ren is a bored teenager. Always labeled as the “golden child” or “gifted student,” he finds himself writing down cryptic messages and following strange leads, rather than putting on the same old song and dance for his family. Especially once he discovers his little stolen fragments of the future are starting to take a darker turn. Perhaps chasing the life everyone wants him to have isn’t necessarily in the cards for him, but there’s only one way to find out.

So when someone within the secret society known as the Custodians targets Evie for her power, the clock starts in the final sprint to hunt down the culprit. In order to uncover whatever hidden clues are lurking in the past, the three of them have no choice but to peel back the layers of obscurity built up between their factions to figure out why she’s being hunted and how they might be able to fix their bleak futures before it’s too late.

Just remember: time is nothing but a trick.

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[idrellegames]

I just had an idea, would you be willing to make a picrew where it's possible to create the MC similar to the style of the other characters? ( just a suggestion btw feel free to ignore :3 )

I'm not an artist and I will not be making (or commissioning) a picrew. If I wanted to have a visual character creator in the game, it would already be there.

While this idea is a fun thought to daydream about, suggesting it in my inbox this way is very inconsiderate. Picrews aren't something you make quickly or easily. It takes months of work to account for all of the different details and options. Months to design and draw every layer and element, implement multiple skin tones, face shapes, nose shapes, eye shapes, hair styles and textures. Just because you can use a picrew to put together a character in 60 seconds doesn't mean that the tool itself didn't take a significant amount of time and effort to make.

If you want a portrait of your MC in the style of the other characters, I have very good news for you! @sunshinemage regularly takes commissions. Here is their commission info. If you want it, you can get it.

Which brings me to the main point - whether it was your intention or not, the way you have asked this is, frankly, audacious. "Will you make a picrew in the style of the game?" feels far too close to "I want art but I don't want to pay for it."

Please show independent artists some respect.

If you want to conceptualize your MC but can't afford a commission, there are hundreds of fantasy picrews available to play for free. Here are some that were compiled on the Wayfarer Discord:

TS Fantasy Icon Maker by triflingshadows

over the shoulder by ren whit

Murmur Chara Creator by wervty

Plant's OC Creator by Plantish Fellow

Potato-Lord's Persona Creator by Potato Lord

Fantasy Icon Maker by meimrr

[Ame] Pixel Fantasy Creator by ame

sushicore icon maker by alohasushicore

[Eir] Character Maker by eir

WIP!!! by eure

Androgynous picrew by oldmaker

makowka oc maker by makowka

[choicesmc]

Morning Light

MC: Rams Erndheart (nb!MC) Book: The Elementalists WC: 270+ Summary: Rams favorite part of zir winter morning routine is getting nice and cozy in front of co's lightbox. Taglist: @choicespride | Prompts Used: medication, self care, neurological disability

*note: underneath the art + the music + the read more cut is the fanfic!!

Co hummed to coself, setting up xir lightbox on one of xir many desks.It had only arrived mere hours ago though it was supposed to arrive three days ago. It couldn’t be helped, apparently the transfer from attunless mailing to a magickal one was a time-consuming. Shreya had even told zim to be thankful it only took three days. 

Whatever the case, it was here now. Rams ran a finger over its smooth screen, a happy tune spilling from zir lips. Winter was hard without eir daily thirty minutes in front of the box. Besides co’s general distaste for the cold, dreary season, the lack of sunlight for days on end worsened co’s seasonal depression. 

Right now, eir only saving grace was that eir kept a bottle of sertraline on em at all times and Mr Erndheart had had enough sense to make sure co’s bupropion was one of the first things sent over. If not for those two miracles, ze wouldn’t have been able to take any of zir medications.  

Carefully setting up the lightbox, Rams pulled open the window blinds. There was nothing quite like the real warmth of sunlight –even if there was barely any heat to be found in the pinkish rays flooding co’s room. 

Taking a seat at the desk nearest to the window, ze positioned the lightbox in front of zim and let the imitation sunlight flood xir face. It wasn’t perfect –xir stash of bupropion was running low and xe still wasn’t sure where xe’d get a refill. 

But, Rams took a sip of water letting co’s small smile grow, this was better than it had been for a long time. 

[rou-luxe]

as the certified #1 Alfons enjoyer, could I get your opinion?

so I've been listening to your alfons playlist (it's really good) but I'm also making one for myself that has more songs I'm into as well, and I was wondering if "chosen" by dua saleh fits him? I only know him from the eng server (and a few translations), so I would like an expert opinion before I commit to adding it.

only if you have the time or want to check it out, that is!

NAH MY BROWSER BROKE TRYING TO ANSWER THIS ASK

HELP... I'M THE #1 ALFONS ENJOYER NOW... 😭😭 AND I'M BEING CONSULTED FOR THIS... HEKJFKDHVKDLFJ

oooo you're making a playlist too??? could you send it once you're done 😇

ngl I'm from english server too (I know a bit of JP but I'm lazy 💀). checking this out right now. I am always free for Alfons research... I'm going insane...

about the song you mentioned - the verdict is go ahead 👍 I'd say it is more about him in a general way. says a lot about intoxication and the thrill. but honestly if I'm not sure I go pull up the lyrics and do an analyzation before deciding 💀💀

I forgot to make the thumbnails for the other LIs to publish the playlists thank you for reminding me 🌝

rambling under cut

my irl said "you probably think the alfons playlist is a masterpiece don't you? 😔"

I didn't think much of it at the time

Until I went on a listening marathon

speaking of my choice in songs for these playlists... it usually includes (examples from alfons playlist) - LI singing to MC - MC singing to LI (I would like to point out "KOE" - ASCA and "MEMORIA" - Eir Aoi. The main songs out of place. These songs are mainly about grief and loss, or forgetting someone / something. Alfons' MC, post-curse.) - joke / troll songs / inside jokes especially in alfons'. more hidden though. (Tom Lehrer is the most obvious) - vibe of LI - music mainly (eg. Chogakusei, "Loveit?") - vibe of LI - lyrics only. sometimes these songs don't really fit the LI musically but we cope

usually when making character playlists I keep these playlists to myself or just leave them public but never mention them publically like on tumblr - my brain works differently and I understand every little reference but that means I'd need to explain these playlists 💀💀

there are few songs that I feel suit them perfectly in both music and lyrics. these songs tend to be near the top of the playlist. however - due to certain headcanons occupying my brain recently about Alfons' curse, some songs feel out of place

some songs made me curl up and cry when in alfons context specifically - "House of Memories" - P!ATD - "Flight of the Crows" - Jhariah - "KOE" - ASCA - "MEMORIA" - Eir Aoi

there will be an explanation for alfons' at some point... not now though irl life is getting pretty busy

[zorlok-if]

The fey campaign technically won both of the polls (if you have no idea what I'm talking about, click here). So, it's time to vote for the fey campaign's cast. I'll take the top few results from this poll and they'll be the cast of people the MC plays with. For more information on the world of the fey and the courts mentioned in the character descriptions below, click here. If you have any questions or desire more context/lore, I encourage you to psychically send me a message.

CAST YOUR VOTES

This poll will close at 23:59 UTC on April 16th.

Note: there will be a second poll coming out in a short while to determine the cast of the second-place campaign—a game where you play as cyberpunk fairy tale characters.

As a reminder, here's the quick description of the fey campaign:

"If you're familiar with A Court of Fey and Flowers: yes, basically that. If not: political intrigue where you play as a representative of a fey court hanging out with other fey at a magic festival. Optionally, very sexy and/or romantic. Always, very fun and chaotic."

This campaign will last eight sessions/episodes.

Below the cut you'll find a list of the potential cast members along with a description of the character they'll likely play. Remember, you can read more about the Fey courts and more in this lore post. I highly suggest you look at that beforehand.

The Potential Guest List:

Dev as a trickster princeps from the Marine court with a scandalous reputation

EJ as an introverted Seelie royal with a strong interest in the human world

Adam/Eve as a dutiful Sylvan champion, avoiding scandal and seeking satisfaction

Ciel as a mercurial prince of the Gloaming, begrudgingly seeking a spouse

Danny as a gentle knight from the court of Craft hiding a mysterious past

The Celestial as a noble from the court of Wonder, trading in secrets to hide eir own

Rose as a famously charming but bored party planner from the court of Wonder

Nasir as an awkward Unseelie prince trying to prove and redeem themself

Adonis as a wistful, overlooked Sylvan servant in search of something more

Cecil as the disgraced heir to the Seelie court who just wants to cause chaos

Alaric/Aria as a suspiciously chivalrous champion from the court of Ruin

Jovy as a mischievous attendant from the Faunal court collecting others' secrets

Andrey as a cutthroat Unseelie noble struggling to find peace in a violent world

Katya as the elegant princess of the Gloaming eager to change her reputation

If you don't see a character listed above, there's an option to write them in at the bottom of the Google Form.

[foxtricksterwriting]

Folksaga MC; Anastasius

Author's Note: Boy's making me realize that most of my characters are some flavor of cottagecore....

Tags: @folksaga-if

Other MCs:

Eir | Fritz

Name: Anastasius █̨̛̥̖͉͓̤̥̭̣̬͚͍̞̮͔̫̬̯̏́͆̓͒̉̑ͬ͑̍͗ͨ͂ͣ́̚͟█̳͔̼͎͙̜̝̼͇̍͑ͯ̉́̊█̛̯̕█̡ͮ█̶̶̨̹̫͔̜͎̯̠͇̮̱̘̦̦͍̟̝̯̣͇̰̱̰̖͔͕̪̈́̾̐ͦ͐̌̃ͦ͊ͭ̀͛̆̂̎̈ͣ̿̈́̈̎̎̑͐ͣ̿͊̔̈̆̅ͫͧ̊̈̊͌̕̚͢͟͝͝͠█̴̵̶̢̢̨̛̤̭̘͎̯̖̦̣͇̻̺̳̫̟̮̲͍͖͈͖̺͚͙̻͈͇̦̜̯͙̱̟̈́ͮ͒̀͐͂̏́̂͒̋̒͛̇̽ͦ͐͑́͗̐̎̂͊̀ͬ̅̐̂̏̉ͯ̓̐̽̎ͬͮ̈̆͜͟͡͡͝█̸̷̵̸̸̢͈̻̺̘̠͖̫̜͕̥͙̤̯̰̱̤͉͖̖̱̲̩̙̯̱̜̼̼̯̣̺͉͑͑̑͌ͣͣ̈́̀͆͌͌̿̂̂ͨͫ̈́ͩ̋͋ͦ̓͐̊͋̽̆̑ͣ̿́̓́ͣ̕͜͢͜͝͡͡͡█̵͙͚͂̇ͪ͒̽͌͑͟█̸̙̠͓͔̗ͧͣ̒̀͋̈́̂_̨̪̗ͤͬ̑̏̈́͛Ι("Ahahah! Heya, I'm Anastasius! I'm so, so glad that I met you!!")

Alias: None ("Please don't call me Ana.....")

Gender + Pronouns: man + he/him

More About Him: Loud and out there, Anastasius is just happy to be here. He's excitable and overly friendly, like a puppy running up to every new person it meets. He's airheaded and bubbly, laughing at the dumbest things. He gets side tracked very easily and rarely feels shame or embarrassment.

Anastasius doesn't like being alone and yearns for any kind of lasting relationship he can get, even if it hurts him in the long run. He loves easily too, often falling victim to love-at-first-sight. Because of this he's gotten his heart broken over and over..... and still hands his heart to potential lovers on a gold encrusted platter. Truly a recipe for disaster.

Fun Facts;

Pinterest here

Playlist there

It was admittedly hard for me to differentiate Anastasius' style from Fritz at first, but I think I got there in the end.

OMFG I wanna include Anastasuis' height compared to Magni, it's hilarious! I love it so much. I'll put that at the very end.

Speaking of heights, Anastasius is 4'11 ft or 149 cm.

Anastasius is simple, personality-wise. For now, at least. I need time to develop him more.

He enjoys painting and hiking in his free time. He also still knows how to play his violin. He seems reluctant to play it, however.... ("NO! No! I, uhm, can't...... e-even if I do it'd be absolutely terrible! No one wants to hear me butcher a song!")

Loves flowers, specifically white daisies.

Here's the height comparisons; one with just Magni then one with everyone else.

[uroboros-if]

Before you—more faces. So many more faces. A wide range of the human face. Their features align similarly, and yet arrange themselves so differently in minute ways; some faces stick up more than the rest, and in various shades of emotion and color. They're different from you, and yet, so similar. Only one of their faces hides itself from view with a cloak, and they stand apart from the rest.

After finally fleshing out my Uroboros OC I decided to replay the demo for my 'main' playthrough, and came across this. I completely forgot about the very real possibility that Luciel and Ciocana were there during MC's birth. Saw the line and went, "Ciocana is that you???" 😭

Waaa I wish that was the case, but that is actually the Seer! Both the Seer and the goddess oversee the ritual of the emergence of bringing deities into existence. If anything, it is the Seer that communicates with the Universe directly — but ey follow Ellera's orders, as the ruler among them. The Seer, Noemi, prefers to spend eir time listening, observing and revering the Universe rather than taking on an active role in the mortal realm. The idea of leadership tires em, thus it truly is a role best left to the Mistress of Order herself.

As the MC is the youngest of all the deities, however, it should canonically happen that Ciocana, Luciel, and Salvatore were present!! What a delightful thought that is, and (un)surprisingly one I didn't think about, so thank you so much for mentioning the idea!! Thanks so much for sending an ask, Aspen 💕💕

[mayarab]

BEHOLD THE BEANS!

These are Aliyah (they/them) in the back, Horace (e/em) in the middle and Rumi (he/him) and they are the ace main characters from The Chronicles of Nerezia!

The first one, Awakenings, is already funded on Kickstarter, but you can still help!!!

Blurb and Description

As the city’s eternal apprentice, Horace has never found a clan to belong to. E has joined Trenaze's guards with hopes to finally earn eir place during eir trial day at the Great Market—that is, until the glowing shards haunting the world break through the city's protective dome. Armed with a sword and too little training, Horace doubts in eir ability to defend the market-goers. But eir last stand is interrupted by a mysterious elven figure who can dissipate the shards with a single, strange sentence: your story is my story. 

From the moment it is uttered, Horace knows the sentences holds true for em, too—and when the elf collapses in the middle of the market, e carries them to safety. After an afternoon of board games in their quiet, sharp-witted company, Horace is ready to follow this elf as they seek the forest that haunts their dreams, and answers to the confounding events at the Market. Their story is eir story, and e is willing to confront the dangers of the road to hear their laugh again and finally feel like e belongs.

The Chronicles of Nerezia is a series of nine queer fantasy novellas with non-binary aroace MCs that marries the quiet moments of cozy fantasy and the sweeping twists of epic fantasy. It’s currently running on Kickstarter!

—

Author Bio

Claudie Arseneault is an easily-enthused aromantic and asexual writer with a never-ending cycle of obsessions but an enduring love for all things cephalopod and fantasy (together or not!). She writes stories that centre platonic relationships and loves large casts and single-city settings, the most notable of which are the City of Spires series (2017-2023) and Baker Thief (2018).

In addition to her own fiction, Claudie has co-edited Common Bonds (2021), an anthology of aromantic speculative short stories. She is a founding member of The Kraken Collective, an alliance of self-publishing SFF authors, and the creator of the Aromantic and Asexual Characters Database.

[astra-galaxie]

☾★☆■☮♒ൠ For Adalet/Anders?

I always love getting the opportunity to talk about my OCs, especially my MCs! One batch of headcanons for everyone’s favourite human-alien investigator is coming up!😁

(For simplicity's sake, I’ll refer to them as Star (the nickname Ticcory gave them) and use they/them pronouns.)

☾ - sleep headcanon

Star is a light sleeper due to their heightened senses. If they want to get a deep sleep without disruption, they need to wear their sensory deprivation eye mask and ear plugs. When sleeping, they love cuddling Fili as their husband is like a giant teddy bear. He's very warm and soft, making him perfect for cuddling - so long as he doesn't roll on top of you in his sleep!

★ - sad headcanon

One of the first times Star remembers watching a fireworks show was when they were four. Previously, whenever there were fireworks shows on New Asgard, they and their fathers would stay in their house to watch them to protect Star and Heimdall’s ears. But once, when Star had been out playing during a festival with Magnus, the fireworks show started earlier than planned. Since they were still outside and had nothing to protect their heightened senses, Star's eardrums ruptured bad enough that their ears bled. Magnus freaked out when he saw the blood and their twin sobbing in pain and yelled for help, unintentionally making Star’s headache worse. Eir found them first and immediately brought the twins to the hospital so the doctors could treat Star.

After this incident, Star always wears earplugs or headphones to festivals with fireworks shows. Later, after getting Loki, their companion transforms into headphones for them to wear and activates a noise-cancelling feature the moment loud noises like fireworks start.

☆ - happy headcanon

When they heard Ahmet call them “Mom” for the first time, Star was stunned and speechless. But their surprise was quickly overshadowed by joy when he repeated it. Star has always wanted to have children, and while they had considered Ahmet their child long before that day, hearing him acknowledge them as his parent was like a dream come true. And when it was Fili’s turn for the boy to call him “Dad” for the first time, the couple isn’t ashamed to admit they cried in happiness together after Ahmet had gone to bed.

■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

Star has lived in many places over their life, but a consistency they always maintain is a clean, organized home with lots of personal touches. They'll always have photos of their family and friends around their house and things they've collected over the years to decorate the rooms. With the integration of Earth into the rest of the universe in the works, Star plans to display their alien technology and decor in their home to make it more unique.

And ever since they and Fili got married, flowers have become a must-have in their home. Star loves the pops of colour the plants bring to any space and how much more lively the house feels with them. Fili grows the family’s favourite plants year-round, and he'll make themed arrangements for holidays or special events to suit the occasion.

☮ - friendship headcanon

If you're looking for a loyal, trustworthy, and caring friend, look no further than Star! They're always willing to lend a helping hand to their friends or to be a shoulder for them to cry on. Star is also very protective of their friends, so if you hurt one of them, then you better watch your back! You’ll never see Star's revenge coming!

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

Star is a good cook and baker. They love making home-cooked meals and desserts for family and friends. Given their alien heritage, they have a very diverse palette and have eaten some bizarre foods during their missions for the G.I.A. But their favourite foods will always be those they grew up eating, like their Far's kanelbullar and Baba's baklava.

ൠ - random headcanon

Despite resembling Heimdall the most out of their two fathers, Star has always taken more after Aslan. From their personality to their fashion sense, people have always said they are a mini-Aslan. The reason why these two are so similar is that Star was made using a higher percentage of Aslan’s DNA than Heimdall’s. But Asgardian genes are strong, so that’s why Star inherited Hiemdall’s powers and looks. However, the majority of their genetic makeup comes from Aslan.

And that’s my headcanons for Star! Thanks for the request, Bean! I hope you and others enjoyed them!

[yomogi-mogi-mochi]

Spolia (III)

Parings: Malleus/(Light Fae) MC // Slight Rook/Vil // Trein/MC (Parental)

Summary: You wondered why you ever got accepted into NRC but never bothered to look back when the infamous black carriage whisked you away from a place you could never call home. Having been handed an opportunity of freedom, of solitude, of hope- how come you're paralyzed with fear rather than excitement? Your sunny plein air sessions and nightly walks contemplating this has attracted a certain dragon fae with an affinity for your nimble gargoyle sketches and magnificent paintings.

Notes:Noticed while editing that my writing can be a bit janky sometimes. This is probably a result of me translating everything in my head from my native language to English, for the ideas/dialogue, as well as the canon characterization in the game as well since I’ve really only seen the in game dialogue in my native language. So any comments to improve my writing is much appreciated!

Feedback appreciated as always :)

CW: Slight physical abuse, dissociation (depersonalization and derealization), vague religious trauma

AO3 Link is Here

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 (Here) // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7

Masterlist

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You barely registered the muffled voices fussing around you as they prepared you for the photoshoot. The glazed look in your eyes never left you shifted your eyes from the same sentence in your book, to your mother pacing around on a call. You were no longer shaking, no longer looking for a gripping pain to ground you to the world, no longer “here”.

Someone guided you off your chair after spraying a finishing coat on your meticulously styled hair, you merely followed the motions before you were brought to the photo set, sat down and posed like a doll. You did as you were told, turning your body cold to extinguish the searing hot fire that burned a hole in your chest, and the cameramen, make up assistants, and your mother seemed to be satisfied with that. No one noticed the eire stillness in your body as they moved your arms, legs, torso, head, and lips to a form that they desired.

This is what you were always meant to be. A malleable stone, a moveable doll, a set of organs, limbs, and expressions they could cut up and mash together again in their image. You thought of spolia. A mass of broken artworks founded on the image of the victorious. However, you felt no shame, no defeat, no pain in having pieces ripped away from “you” to decorate the triumph of others. What were “you” anyways? “You” were only a vague notion in your experience. Which face that you helped construct to give to others was the real “you”?

This is what you were always meant to be

“Get up. We’re done.”

You creaked your head to the voice, seeing a face that resembled your mother. She gripped the root of your wings, forcing you up. You felt nothing‒ despite feeling your skin, your muscles, and your tendons being pinched between your mothers icy fingers.

As your mother blathered on with the directors and company owners to further her business conglomerate, you did as you were instructed by your mother‒ painting the company with positive colors to secure a meeting with them. It came naturally, the practiced lines from years of acting as your family’s dog, barking out compliments and positive reviews of their products when they commanded, and lovingly leading them to their downfall when your family ensnared them in manipulative contacts, blackmail, and poison. With your lustrous wings, your angelic glow, and the iridescence woven in your snowy locks that was only allowed to be revealed under the utility it brought to your family, a fabricated kindness that pooled in your glassy gaze was all it took for clueless business owners to willingly step into your family’s lair.

The only good use that came from your existence.” The eldest of the family liked to remind you. “Otherwise we would have banished such demonic presence from our lives.”

“Repent, repent, repent.”

Was it not enough? Giving your body, giving your will, giving your mind to whatever higher being your family insisted would not forgive your existence. It was difficult to believe in an all-powerful, all-forgiving, all-knowing being that was merciless to your mere existence, their anger manifesting in your mothers’ venomous words, the bitterness of the potion you choked down every morning before classes, that dark, dark room. He must be real if your existence up to this point had been this painful, otherwise, what would be the reason for your family to hate you this much ? “You” were not to be forgiven, not to have your existence solidified in one piece, otherwise you were sure that such an all-powerful being would dissolve you in the belly of the void living in that cold dark room.

You raised your head to the moon. Some nights, you stood by your window, entranced in its absolute beauty, praying it would take you somewhere you could finally call home. The moonlight felt so nostalgic somehow, you reasoned it was because you were a light fae, but in truth, you didn’t know why. Often, you felt a weight in your throat, and tears ooze from your eyes without the usual burn from vanquishing them to the back of your esophagus, slowly into your heart where there was an endless pit. At times like that, you would allow yourself release, oh so sweet release, from the pain you clenched in your chest that felt like a smoldering coal. You desperately wished she could take you home, but she couldn’t if you don’t even know where home is.

But not tonight. Your place was certain today. Every interaction with your mother made certain of what and who you were meant to be. During your quiet ride home, you fixed your gaze on the moon with a cool gaze. You felt nothing.

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Malleus sighed, a disappointing expression resting on his face as he walked back from the gallery for the fifth time. As expected, not many students were interested in his club, so he made several journeys back and forth from the gallery, back to the classroom to search for your presence. Nothing.

There’s still tomorrow I suppose. I wonder where they’ve gone…

“Mr.Draconia. There you are.”

Malleus turned around to see Trein, holding up a piece of paper in his hand.

“Professor Trein. Good evening.”

“I stopped by your classroom a couple of times, I couldn’t seem to catch you. Abandoning our club duties are we?” Trein asked. Malleus shook his head.

“Ah, nothing of the sort. Just wanted to stop by the gallery before it closed. I have a friend who runs the club. But it seems I couldn’t find them today.”

“Ah, do you mean Mx.D’aramitz?”

Malleus was surprised for a moment, before his expression softened back to his neutral expression. It wasn’t too surprising that a Professor, the head of the history department nonetheless, to know his students’ names. However, it was still strange to hear your name out of someone else’s mouth. Now that he’s mentioned it, your presence always seemed ghostly to this school, a phantom almost, gliding quietly across the campus fields to set your personal bubble away from the students, painting furiously in your quiet passion. Without your warmth accompanying him on his walks, he felt like you were going to disappear, or leave somewhere far away and never come back. A tightness bloomed in his chest.

“Yes. Have you seen them at all? I haven’t been able to catch them all day.” Disappointment was evident in his voice.

“They’ve gotten special permission from Headmage Crowley to take care of some family business…Ah, and before I forget. Some notes on your research. I thought your thesis was very interesting, so I wrote down some suggested readings. I look forward to hearing more about it in the future.” Trein held out a piece of paper with neat handwriting pinned in bullets across the page.

Malleus absentmindedly took the paper. “Family business…?”

“As teacher, I cannot breech on students’ private manners, however, if you’re interested, they should be coming back here tonight. I suggest giving them some time to rest before jumping on them with any questions though.”

“Ah. Of course. Thank you professor. For the notes and for that.” It felt a bit strange taking advice from people other than Lilia or his grandmother.

“My pleasure. And thank you for lending me that book, you can actually ask Mx.D’aramitz for it, they were the student I mentioned who was looking for readings on gargoyles.” A loud meow emitted from down the hall, with an angry Lucifer strutting towards Trein’s legs to nag for his dinner. “I must take my leave now, it’s Lucifer’s dinner time. Good luck on the rest of your club activities, Mr.Draconia.”

Malleus bade a polite goodbye, before turning the opposite direction towards his classroom. Though he felt a sting of slight betrayal from your reluctance to discuss your absence for the cultural festival with him before it began‒ he understood. Family matters and all, it was difficult to avoid. He looked forward to seeing you tomorrow, and discuss his thesis with you, along with the readings Trein suggested. No doubt you would like to hear them too, based on what Trein mentioned about the book he lent him.

Though the pang in his chest was still present, the electrifying buzz traveling from his warm heart, to the tips of his fingers through the vessels of his arms overpowered the ache. He gazed at the moonlight, thinking of what you would say about his research. Surely something amazing.

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You were lucky enough to catch your club members cleaning up the room after the cultural festival. Though fatigue sunk into your muscles, chatting with your dear underclassmen, excited that they sold their first pieces, energized you with the pride that swelled in your heart.

“It’s thanks to you president! This gallery made me want to have a serious talk about my future career with my parents over the winter break!”

“Me too!

You gave your club members a warm smile at that, ignoring a twinge of jealousy that pricked your heart. This was good, they could have what you couldn’t. You would give anything for them to succeed.

“You should hold a workshop on selling artwork for us!”

You shook your head furiously at that. “A‒ah! I’m hardly qualified for something like that…”

The body of students that began to swarm around you groaned in confusion. “Ehh? Why? You sold the most out of us president!! And you surely have the skills to succeed in the art world…”

Your chest ached at that, swelling the swirling hole in your heart. You chose to pull your lips in a smile. “No…this is just a hobby, I have to work for my family business after graduation so I can’t. Besides, money isn’t everything! As long as your passion, your love, your beauty, and your heart is woven into your art, I think that’s what makes you a good artist.”

The beat of silence from your chatty club members immediately instilled anxiety within your body. Had you said something strange as usual? Did you ramble on like always?

“…See?? This is exactly why you should be teaching a workshop! Those words totally touched my heart!!” The room erupted in chatter again, and you internally sighed in relief at that. Despite the energy in the room, you felt your head spin with exhaustion.

“We should get going now, it’s pretty late. And we still have an early morning tomorrow to set some more stuff up!” You rose to your feet, ignoring the voices of objection ringing throughout the room.

“Oh, also, president. Here are some of the notes people left with their purchase of your paintings.” An underclassmen handed you a wad of paper. You bade your underclassmen an early good bye, before walking your usual route home.

“Your paintings touched my heart!”

“Please continue your work!”

“Magnifique! This will be going in the dorm lounge!”

Ah you could guess who that one was from. Embarrassing. You didn’t want to see your own painting everyday before heading to classes.

“Thank you. My mother will love this.”

“I’m glad I was finally able to see your work Mx.D’aramitz. Though some feel sorrow, I can see incredible depth in them. Please continue in the future.”

Your eyes nearly teared up at that one.

“Your paintings are beautiful! You’ll be a great artist someday!”

A bitter laugh escaped your lips.

“I wish to find you.

“Spolia, page 1001”

Blood rushed to your ears, and eyes snapped open. Your heartbeat thundered at your temples, as you struggled to keep your grip gentle so as not to rip the paper. Spolia , that word again, flooded your mind. Something broken, rebuilt into something more victorious. Sought, even in its destruction, a new era, founded on the old.

“I wish to find you.”

“I wish to find you”

You repeated that phrase over and over in your head. You wobbled over to a nearby bench, resting your trembling hands gripping the letter on your lap.

“I wish to find you”

“I wish to find you”

Like a prayer, you believed in those words with such ferocity that the tightness it created in your lungs burned like fire.

Repent, repent, repent.

You ripped your mind from that, and gazed at the moon once more. This time, a scorching coal seared the back of your throat, smoldering to the back of your eyes. You struggled to swallow its weight, feeling that if you did, it would set you ablaze until you were nothing. Unlike other nights, you did not wish for the moon to take you anywhere but this moment, basking in your prayer you burrowed in the center of your heart, your soul.

“I wish to find you”

“I wish to find you.”

The hammering sound in your ear made it certain blood pumped continuously though your lengthy veins, into your fleshy organs which distinguished the outline of your body from darkness. You pleaded,

Find me. Find me. Find me.

“I finally found you.”

A voice shook you out of your trance. In front of you, Malleus stood with a smile so gentle, so soft that you swore he could have melted right into the darkness. However, the moonlight rimmed the outline of his figure. He helped you up to you feet with a feathery touch. How was he so soft, and so strong?

“You found me.” You couldn’t help but to echo his words.

A coincidence, but an incredibly well timed one at that, you think. Yet you plead.

Find me, find me, find me.

“And I’m glad I did. It’s starting to get pitch dark out. Let me walk you home.”

He didn’t ask you where you were today, what you were doing, or why you broke your promise. He simply swallowed you in his viridian gaze as you were, in your entirety.

“Thank you.”

The walk back to your dorm was quiet for once. The two of you merely soaked up each other’s presence. You paused before you entered the Pomefiore dormitory.

“Thank you, again.” Thank you for your silence. Thank you for your gentleness. Thank you for keeping me whole.

“I know.” He knew, he always knew. “It’s always my pleasure.”

You slept soundly that night.

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Notes:

Not much to say about this one, sorry it’s a bit short. I have some juicy stuff coming soon >:)