#Princess Aubergine

[lovelyllamasblog]

Ahilya Aubergine 🎗️

Parent’s Story: Princess Aubergine

Powerful Qualities: Communication, Spiritual, Self-Aware

Roommate: Wang Yan Mei

Secret Heart’s Desire: I want to connect with both of my families, human and fairy.

My “Magic” Touch: Being half fairy, I can communicate with them easily. Though, some fairy languages are harder than others.

Storybook Romance Status: I’m not really focused on romance at the moment. I just want to focus on my studies for now.

“Oh Curses!” Moment: Being part fairy means I can see or hear things that most humans cannot. It looks like I’m distracted so it can get me into trouble sometimes.

Favorite Subject: Any class that has to do with magic. I love learning how to control my powers. Muse-ic too. I find it to be very powerful.

Least Favorite Subject: Experimental Fairy Math. I do not understand why do we call it that when it has nothing to do with fairies anyway?

Best Friends Forever After: Amber Midas, as well as Faybelle Thorn and Farrah Goodfairy. Us fairies have to stick together you know?

Pet: My pet Cobra, Naga, is a great listener and always looks out for me.

[c-rose2081]

A Legacy of Brambles and Thorns (Chapter Guide)

(For anyone who wants to read/is interested in a specific chapter and their character POV’s, I present this chapter guide. It will be updated with any new chaps and will live on my side blog :)

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Part One : Ever After

Chapter 1 : The Summons (Briar)

Chapter 2 : The White Knight (Darling)

Chapter 3 : Scarred Hearts (Briar)

Chapter 4 : Sleepless Nights (Ashlynn)

Chapter 5 : Interlude: A Rose and its Thorns

Chapter 6 : Of Villains & Princesses Pt. 1 (Briar)

Chapter 7 : Of Villains & Princesses Pt. 2 (Briar)

Chapter 8 : Aubergine (Apple)

Chapter 9 : Escapades (Briar)

Chapter 10 : Stepsisters & Swords (Ashlynn)

Chapter 11 : The Red Queen’s Favor (Briar)

Chapter 12 : Rendezvous (Raven)

Chapter 13 : Reckless (Ashlynn)

Chapter 14 : Interlude: The Chessboard of Life (Lizzie)

Chapter 15 : Broken Revelations (Briar)

Chapter 16 : Intimate Moments (Apple)

Chapter 17 : Battle Scars (Briar)

Chapter 18 : Playing with Fire (Faybelle)

Chapter 19 : Letters & Lies (Briar)

Chapter 20 : Interlude: A Coming Storm

Chapter 21 : Breaking Point (Briar)

Chapter 22 : Of Life and Debts (Faybelle)

Chapter 23 : Rose Colored Lies (Darling)

Chapter 24 : On the Brink (Briar)

Chapter 25 : I, the Villain (Raven)

Chapter 26 : Interlude: Long Live the Red Queen (Chase)

Chapter 27 : Unsettled Destiny (Briar)

Chapter 28 : Glass Courage (Ashlynn)

Chapter 29: A Way to Wonderland (Briar)

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Part Two : Wonderland & The Kingdom of Roses

Chapter 30: The Red Queen’s Champion (Lizzie)

Chapter 31: Through the Looking Glass (Briar)

Chapter 32: Dawn of the Red Court (Darling)

Chapter 33: Interlude: The Compendium of a Soul

Chapter 34: The Deep Dark Woods (Ashlynn)

Chapter 35: An Errand for the Queen (Briar)

Chapter 36: A Feather so Dark and Lovely (Raven)

[abbysbasement]

ROYAL ADVISOR ABBY BLURBS

cw: sex, blood, violence (all glossed over), age gap of about 20+ years, not proofread.

Royal Advisor! Abby who’s older. If you’re a young princess in your twenties, she’s fast approaching her forties, with gentle creases around her eyes and greying strands in her neat, tightly coiffed braid. On the nights when the two of you talk, your hands draped around her waist as she courts you on horseback, she rolls up her sleeve and flexes a pulsing muscle, laughing that she’s still got it. 

Royal Advisor! Abby who’s strict, pulling you every which way, always chiding you, always shadowing you, her hand always gripping yours tightly.  She’s always been guiding you, so there’s never been a moment of discomfort for her. It comes naturally, and you know whatever she says, it's in your best interest.

Royal Advisor! Abby who chose a different life. Whose years as a knight; of drinking and brawling and whorehouses are over. Her body is covered in scars, a canvas of muscle like wrought iron, and a mind as alert as an owl and tenacious as an ox. You’ve never seen her brow quiver, let alone seen her cry, but she always holds a deep affinity and care for you.

Royal Advisor! Abby who carries an ancient guilt and an endless hunger for the tang of blood. Her past, a toothy grin at the end of your father’s blade, led her to this place, your arm hooked under hers, starry eyes that looked to her for guidance, that trusted her implicitly. In your presence she shudders, watching her only frailty, the bend of your neck, your fingers against the harpstrings, the softness of your skin. She touches the warmth of your cheek with a calloused hand and feels the urge to sink teeth into flesh. 

NSFW

Royal Advisor! Abby who has never desecrated a space this holy. Who's throat goes dry at the sight of your body, the endless vortex between your legs. Who pounds into your willing body with sharp precision, torturing you with each stroke, smoothing her hand over the arc of your forehead, pressing her own to your temple to growl obscenities in your ear.

Royal Advisor! Abby’s who is secretive. Who presses a thumb to your lips and shushes into your ear as she wades her hand through the ocean of your slip, and prods her fingers into the creamy depths betwixt your thighs, splaying your chastity open to work the spot that makes you squeal. Who chides you for your silence just as well as she bids you to continue, as a lady’s work is never finished.

Royal Advisor!Abby who’s all ego and arms, splayed out across an aubergine chaise as you bounce pitifully atop her smoothed wood and calfskin phallus, your skin prickling with goosebumps and overwhelm, tangents of pleasure creeping through each nerve in your body. She chuckles, kneading your ass in an imposing grip, smoothing her lips into the space between your drooping breasts.

Royal Advisor! Abby who's made peace with death. When she bends you over in the night or dives her head between your thighs, she thinks deeply about what it'll be like at her execution for high treason, for consorting, for spoiling you for marriage, for sullying your honor. But when she hears your piteous cries and whines, when she takes in how you clench around her cock, how your walls quiver around her fingers and tongue, she knows her death will be resplendent.

[partlysunny15]

Sunnyyyyyyy, I may or may not be interested in possibly reading some Jily fanfic........... any recs?

UMMM where do I even BEGIN?!?!! I'm gonna start with a few fav authors and what I love from them. they're mostly one shots so I will use that as the reason I decided to not make this list shorter LOLL

@keep--driving (ao3)

both the jily fics here are SUPREMEEEEE (lucky for you the multi chap was just finished too)

@thejilyship

blind dates and good graces

let me love you (princess diaries au. enough said)

all this time (this is actually the fic I'm currently binding so clearly I am obsessed)

wishing you all a good evening

it's just coffee (dad james!)

@bcdaily - soooo many good fluffy one shots

reunion

up on the rooftop

the right track (i LOVEEE this one SO much actually)

thirty flirty and aubergines

a little bit futile

good decent

a proper shot

[cutestkilla]

Happy Sunday! Thanks for the tags today @monbons, @run-for-chamo-miles, @orange-peony and @nausikaaa.

(And @thewholelemon and @rimeswithpurple on Wednesday.) I love all of your creations!

So this week, I posted updates on two different fics. (A first for me, and probably something that will never ever happen again 😂.) It often seems to end up that I'm too busy when I actually am working on the WIP to share it, so instead, have an indeterminate number of sentences from each of those updates. Under the cut for length (and spoilers and minor smuttiness too, I guess).

First, from Ch 2 of Into Her Arms (a birthday gift for @ivelovedhimthroughworse written by @bookish-bogwitch and I):

He raises his head and looks at the reams of streamers and bunches of balloons hung from every bookcase in sight. “Very beautiful,” he says seriously. Then he points. “Aubergine, emerald and crimson.” Natasha smiles proudly. “That's right darling, just like you asked for.” Basil tilts his tiny head to the side, squinting at one of the nearby balloons. “But is that—” He screws up his mouth like he just sucked on a lemon. “Why did you use tape, mummy?” It certainly wouldn't have been Natasha's first choice to spend the past hour and a half climbing up and down and then back up a ladder. She might prefer to be dealing with matters of far greater import, such as the care and cultivation of every single young mind in the World of Mages, but today is too special to leave in the hands of the staff. Today, she’s celebrating her precious boy’s third birthday, and no matter how busy she is with curriculum updates and budget allocations and dealing with the unfortunate results of a careless fourth year putting magic into the phrase “The bomb dot com”, Natasha is determined to give every aspect of this party a mother’s touch.

And from Chapter 7 of Hiding Out in the Open, my gift to @artsyunderstudy:

There’s a new potential charging the air. Like the possibility of sex is somehow bending spacetime, like the lube I left out on the milkcrate next to his bed is a gravity well, dragging his hand down, lower and lower on my stomach with every circle it traces. His knuckles brush through the hair below my navel, and I hold my breath. I hold it as he skims across the waistband of my pants. I hold it when touches me through the thin fabric, as the backs of his fingers graze across my cock, until I can't anymore and it comes out unbidden, as a small raw sound, into his mouth. He hums and keeps going, making smaller and smaller circles and I can’t—I don’t know if I can— “Simon,” I say, without meaning to say anything at all, and he groans. One of his wings wraps around me, crushes me against him, and I can feel how hard he is against my hip. He kisses me hard, pulling my lower lip between his teeth, and I groan too.

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[cloudcountry]

Why, hello there~

*cringes*

For your event, which I hope you have fun with, hmmmm....

... the purple menace (Clavis) and gn!reader getting snowed in could prove to be interesting

and if he's proving to not cooperate with you, feel free to write for Vil instead

mwah mwah, stay warm, Aubergine!

AND GET SOME DAMN REST

SUMMARY: You get snowed in with Clavis. Shenanigans ensue.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: sniffles.....pretty princess lelouch.....he deserves everything. ANDI AM RESTING!! IM RESTING TOO MUCH!!!! that's why i must write ahgdhsdhjdhd AAAAA

By the looks of the snow outside, you’re guessing it’s the heavy stuff that’ll stick to the roads and form dangerous sheets of ice all across Rhodolite. It’s the perfect weather to build a snowman, as Clavis pointed out a few hours ago with that smug grin on his face.

The memories of your last snowman together are still fresh in your mind, and although the poor thing would have cursed the both of you until the day you died for the features you bestowed upon it, Clavis’s joy had been infectious. He even managed to get Cyran in on it, which spawned a massive snowball fight in the gardens.

That was the day Clavis took a hit for you. Cyran pelted him continuously even after he dramatically went down, completely ignoring you until you threw a snowball at his head to get him to leave Clavis alone. The equally as dramatic Cyran didn’t let that slide, making jabs at you every hour afterward for your betrayal on the field.

Clavis kissed you like you were the only thing that mattered when he finally got you alone, the two of you wrapped up in a blanket in front of the fireplace. It was a kiss that warmed you up from the tips of your toes to the top of your head.

However, it seemed like this year would hold no fun wintertime activities. Clavis had sent out a warning for the kingdom that the amount snowfall was now considered dangerous, and that people were to not leave their homes unless absolutely necessary.

And you, as the person who would rule by Clavis’s side one day, were no exception, no matter how badly he wanted the two of you to be.

“Waiting for me, my love?”

A familiar voice croons in your ear as familiar arms sneak around your waist. You murmur a soft hello as he rests his chin on your shoulder, staring out at the kingdom from the window.

Rhodolite has always been such a beautiful sight to you. But now that you’ve gone through what it’s like to be Belle, explored the neighboring nations, and experienced the princes at their worst and best, you have a new appreciation for the view. It was hard fought. The kingdom’s peace may not be as stable as you would like it to be at the moment, but with Clavis as the newly appointed king, you have faith that one day he will bring your shared dream to fruition and make sure every single life is saved.

That is, after all, what he’s always wanted.

“I’m always waiting for you when you’re not here.” you say, resting your head against his.

It’s such a contrast to how you treated him in the past that you can’t help but smile. Those days of snarky banter and empty teasing are over, both for him and for you. And those days will never return, but you can’t bring yourself to long for them when what you have now is so much better.

You have a man before you who showed you his wounds, showed you his past, let you understand him. You have a man that you fought to get to know, even when everyone around you was telling you to turn tail and run.

You believed in him, and you know he knows this. It’s why he loves you so much, and why you vow to let him know you love him just as much every day.

“If that’s the case, you should come with me.” he chuckles, nuzzling into your neck, “I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh?” you try your hardest not to snicker, but with the way he smiles against your skin you have a feeling he knows how amused you are anyway, “There’s no use in asking what is it, is there?”

“You know the answer to that.” he chuckles, spinning you by the waist so you’re facing him, “You’re smart enough to know I will give you nothing in the way of hints.”

“That I am.” you smile at him and he takes your cheek in his palm, tilting your head to the side. My

You know it’s coming, so you close your eyes.

Only to feel a single kiss on your nose.

Clavis pulls away, intertwining your fingers in a single, smooth motion. You’re left confused and mildly disappointed when he tugs you away from the window without a real kiss, but you know him well enough to know that he’s holding himself back.

You’ll get all of that and more when you reach this surprise.

You sigh deeply when you realize which direction Clavis is taking you, the route all too familiar for your late-night snack runs and your quality time with Yves. He’s taking you to the kitchen, and honestly you don’t know why they’re still letting him there but you’ll be damned before you turn down your loving boyfriend’s cooking.

Ha! You just called the King of an entire kingdom your boyfriend! It makes you giddy, so giddy a giggle slips past your lips. Clavis doesn’t miss it.

“Oh, I would be excited too if I were you! Each dish was carefully crafted with you in mind, my love.” he throws open the kitchen doors with flourish, and you’re mostly surprised that there’s no one else there and not that he made you an entire buffet.

Ah...the chefs must have heard of his plans and ran.

“Clavis...are all of these foods bunny themed?” you ask softly, taking note of the googly eyes and horns that Leon had correctly identified as bunny ears all that time ago.

“Of course they are. If we can’t have fun outside, then we will have fun inside.” he beams, and you feel your heart fluttering in your chest.

He did all of this for you. You’re so��lucky.

“Thank you. I love you.” you smile back, hooking your finger under his tie and yanking him into you.

The hand you press to his chest as you two share that kiss proves that he loves you just as much. With how powerfully his heart is beating, it’s not like there’s any room for doubt.

[artdecoandmodernist]

Art Deco objects from the Prince and Princess Sadruddin Aga Khan Collection. 

  Vanity cases, powder compacts and cigarette boxes are the backdrop for refined decorative effects, executed on the miniature surfaces. To look at, these feminine accessories are veritable masterpieces of creativity, fantasy and technique. Made from gold or platinum, they are enriched with precious stones and gemstones, and covered in mother-of-pearl, enamel or lacquer. (x)

1)  1928 Chrysanthemum Vanity Case by Lacloche Frères, Manufactured by Strauss, Allard and Meyer, Paris. Japanese Influence. 

2)  1925 Floral Sash Vanity Case by Strauss, Allard and Meyer, Paris. Japanese Influence.

3)  1928 Vanity Case by Van Cleef & Arpels, Manufactured by Alfred Langlois, Paris. Persian Influence.

4)  1930 Noble Hunt Vanity Case by Rose Vanity Case by Lacloche Frères,  Manufactured by Strauss, Allard and Meyer, Paris, 1925 ,  Paris. Persian Influence.

5)  1928 Scale Pattern Box by Cartier, Paris. European Influence. 

6)  1927 Feuilles Cigarette Case by Van Cleef & Arpels, Manufactured by Alfred Langlois, Paris. European Influence.

7)   1927 Aubergine Motif, Cigarette Case by Van Cleef & Arpels, Manufactured by Alfred Langlois, Paris. European Influence.

8)  1926 Amber and Snakeskin Vanity Case by Van Cleef & Arpels, Manufactured by Strauss Allard & Meyer, Paris. European Influence.

9)  1925 Rose Vanity Case by Lacloche Frères, Manufactured by Strauss, Allard and Meyer, Paris. European Influence.

10)  1928 Box by Van Cleef & Arpels, Manufactured by Strauss, Allard and Meyer, Paris. European Influence.

[chic-a-gigot]

La Mode illustrée, no. 38, 19 septembre 1909, Paris. Costume élégant pour la ville. Modèle de Mlle Louise Piret, rue Richer, 43. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney

Ce costume se compose d'une robe princesse et d'un paletot très long; on l'exécute en drap satin nuance aubergine très clair, et on le garnit de broderie d'une teinte plus foncée. Le grand col-châle est recouvert de velours assorti à la teinte de la broderie. Le corsage du paletot est entièrement brodé ainsi que le dessus des manches; le bas des devants est replié et fixé sur les côtés sous des boucles de fantaisie. La robe de forme princesse, est brodée dans le haut, et terminée par un empiècement à col droit en dentelle posée à clair; on complète la robe par un volant surmonté d'une riche broderie. Grand chapeau en feutre orné d'une touffe de plumes d'autruche.

This suit consists of a princess dress and a very long overcoat; we make it in a very light eggplant shade of satin cloth, and we garnish it with embroidery of a darker shade. The large shawl collar is covered in velvet matching the shade of the embroidery. The bodice of the overcoat is entirely embroidered as well as the top of the sleeves; the bottom of the fronts are folded over and fixed on the sides under fancy buckles. The princess-shaped dress is embroidered at the top, and finished with a panel with a straight collar in light lace; we complete the dress with a flounce topped with rich embroidery. Large felt hat decorated with a tuft of ostrich feathers.

Fournitures: 9 m. de drap en 1 m. 30, 6 m. de doublure de soie en 60 cent., 50 cent, de dentelle en 45 cent.

[mammameesh]

Apricot

@schittscreekdrabblechallenge

The women of Button serve her apricots, and after a life of NOT eating pitted fruit Stevie relents. "I'm not the Princess!" Stevie argues as the women buzz around her like bees.  "Don't worry dear, you'll feel like one soon!"  Stevie huffs and another redhead enters the room. "Who are you?!" the stranger demands.  "I'm Stevie from Aubergine.  Who are you?"  "I'm Rachel.  I'm Patrick's mistress, and the mother of his child!"  Stevie tilts his head. "I'm sorry, what?!"  "This whole marriage thing is just convenience anyway! Patrick doesn't love you!" "I have no idea what you're yammering on about!" 

[fawnvelveteen]

PRINCESS DIANA IN AN OPULENT AUBERGINE GOWN IN A 1991 PORTRAIT BY LORD SNOWDON © Snowdon / Camera Press

The ballgown of deep aubergine silk velvet, with a tulip-shaped stiffened skirt, augmented by three paste buttons at the back, was designed by society dressmaker Victor Edelstein.

[lovelyllamasblog]

Wang Yan Mei 🏮

Parent: The Emperor

Parent’s Story: The Nightingale

Powerful Qualities: Leader, Confident, Flexible

Roommate: Ahilya Aubergine

Secret Heart’s Desire: As the next Empress, I would love to make great contributions to help my country thrive.

My “Magic” Touch: I love music. I can play a plethora of instruments, though you won’t find most of them in the EAH Muse-ic room.

Storybook Romance Status: Everyone at EAH knows that Daring Charming is very handsome. It’s no surprise that he has almost every girl falling for him.

“Oh Curses!” Moment: As the next Empress, I tend to be very, ah, pushy. Though I know some others would say demanding. I also tend to mention that I’m going to be an Empress far too much. It’s a habit, I’ll admit.

Favorite Subject: Kingdom Management. As the next Empress, my duty to my kingdom is very important.

Least Favorite Subject: Princessology. I am going to be the Empress, and I’ve had princess lessons my entire life, so it just feels like revision to me.

Best Friends Forever After: Phoenix Tsaritsa, Alanna Dale, Yeh Jia Li, Midred Goldstraw, Meena River, and Sandra Castle

Pet: My panda, Madame Pan, is an adorable but lazy one.

[archie-the-menace]

‼️ HUUUGGGEEE OC Infodump incoming ‼️

Alright I have made way too many MLP OCs lately and decided to line them up to keep track of their heights. Here’s ALL of my OCs so far, and a bit about them:

Princess Alpine (Alpine Ibex) - Leader of the Alpine Herd, and a fierce warrior.

Aurora Racer (Pegasus) - A famous racer known across Cloudsdale, she currently lives in Alpine Acres.

General North Star (Alpine Ibex) - General of the Alpine Herd’s army, and Princess Alpine’s guardian (and wife)

Cherry Syrup (Capricorn) - A sweet Capricorn who runs a juice bar.

Lemonade (Capricorn) - Works with her sister, Limeade, at the juice bar. She’s incredibly chatty.

Capri Sun (Capricorn) - A playful Capricorn who sometimes causes trouble for travelers.

Limeade (Capricorn) - Works with her sister, Lemonade, at the juice bar. Shes awfully shy and quiet most of the time.

Water Chestnut (Deer) - A gardener living in the Kingdom of Capra.

Lord Magma (Okapi) - Previous reincarnation of Inkblaze who attempted an invasion of Equestria. Incredibly manipulative and powerful.

Lord Whirlpool (Muntjac) - Previous Reincarnation of Watertrotter. Fought against his childhood best friend, Lord Magma, to the death in order to protect Equestria from invasion.

Honeypot (Bee Pony) - A mail carrier living in Alpine Acres. She also keeps bees.

Bumble (Bee Pony) - Honeypot’s younger brother, who is terrified of bugs.

Turnip Top (Earth Pony) - A grumpy old Earth Pony who believes in hard work.

Neep Leaf (Earth Pony) - A young filly and the son of Turnip Top and Aubergine. Neep Leaf is very curious. He looks up to his brother a lot.

Turnip Tinker (Unicorn) - A unicorn who was adopted by Aubergine and Turnip Top. He has chronic joint pain, but is incredibly technologically gifted and loves tinkering with different things.

Aubergine (Earth Pony) - A loving mother and amazing cook, who was known for her beauty in her youth.

Watertrotter (Chinkara) - The Water Guardian of the Kingdom of Capra. She sometimes likes to disguise himself as a pony to hang out with their friends in Equestria.

Inkblaze (Himalayan Ibex) - The Fire Guardian of the Kingdom of Capra. He loves to draw and paint. He looks quite scary, but is actually very friendly and sweet. He easily gets overwhelmed and struggles with depression. However, He believes that he can single-handedly improve the relationship with Equestria. Watertrotter disagrees.

Please feel free to inquire about them in the comments cause I really want to ramble about them!

[sheepydrawings]

Made a Stupid Eggant berry Pokémon

Wanted to make a convergent Pecharunt based on Princess Aubergine. A little girl born from an eggplant, or at least next to one. (There's many variations of it.)

Dex entry:

It crafts hand made necklaces out of seeds and gives them to the ones it sees as special. Wearing the necklace frees one’s own psyche from negative thoughts and memories as the necklace emits an overly pleasant fragrance. However the longer they wear it, the more infatuated they become to Petiteggant. Submitting to its will to the point of ruining their own self.

Sorry this drawing looks shitty. I just wanted to draw this so quickly because..it’s so interesting to me!

Also..you know? 👇🏻

🍑🤝🍆

(I’m sorry lol)

[artisticsamm]

SU / SUF: all character

Crystal gem:

Steven

Garnet

Pearl

Amethyst

Ruby

Sapphir

Peridot

Lapis Lazuli

Bismuth

Rose Quartz

Jasper

Biggs Jasper

Snowflak Obsidian

Larimar

Crazy lace Agate

Diamonds / Homeworld:

Yellow Diamond

Yellow Pearl

Blue Diamond

Blue Pearl

Pink Diamond

Pink Pearl / corrupted pearl

White Diamond

Doc Ruby

Eyeball Ruby

Navy Ruby

Army Ruby

Leggy Ruby

Holly blue Agate

     Background amethysts

Skinny jasper

    Background jasper

Carnelian

Aquamarine

     Background Aquamarine

Topaz

    Background Topazes

Blue Zircon

Yellow Zircon

Emerald

yellow jade

green jade

   Background jades

   Background Sapphires

Past Spinel

Now Spinel

Aubergine Pearl

Superfan Rose Quartz

Hippie Rose Quartz

Shy Rose Quartz

     Background Rose Quartz

Nice Lapis lazuli

Mean Lapis lazuli

Chert

Flint

Square Peridot

Structures / Pebble :

all Pebble

Comby

Parades Conscientes

A sentient Wall

A Part of the Sentient Blue Statue

Statue-like structure

The statue with the trumpet

Off colorés:

Rutile twins

Rhodonite

Padparadscha

Fluorite

Uncorrupted Gems:

Nephrite

   Background Nephrite

Orange spodumene

Albite

Dessert Glass

Blue Chalcedony

Big bird

Heaven Beetle

Earth Beetle

Watermelon Tourmaline

Larimar

Moonstone

White Topaz

Water Bear

Another Water Bear

Chrysocolla

Bixbite

Ocean Jasper

Biggs Jasper

Jasper

Zebra Jasper

Tongue Monster

Titanite

Angel Aura Quartz

Zebra Jasper

Blue Lace Agate

Lace Amethyst

Cherry quartz

Cluster Gems:

Hand-foot

Hand Cluster

Feetty

Harm-handy

bed mutant

Mouth leg mutant

Mouth Torsa mutant

Bodie-arm

hand body mutant

arm eye mutant

arm leg 2

arm leg 3

foot-hand

Armie

Leggie

Ancony

The Cluster

Fusion:

Garnet ( Sapphir & Ruby )

Opal ( Pearl & Amethyst )

Sugilite ( Garnet & Amethyst )

Sardonyx ( Pearl & Garnet )

Alexandrite ( Garnet & Pearl & Amethyst )

stevonnie ( Connie & Steven )

Malachite ( Lapis lazuli & Jasper )

Rainbow quartz 1.0 ( Rose quartz & Pearl )

Mega Ruby ( Ruby & Ruby & Ruby )

Ultimate Ruby ( Ruby & Ruby & Ruby & Ruby & Ruby )

Smoky Quartz ( Steven & Amethyst )

Zebra jasper ( Jasper & Biggs Jasper Corrupted )

Rhodonite ( Ruby & Pearl )

Topaz ( Topaz & Topaz )

Background Topaz ( Topaz & Topaz )

Lemon jade ( Green jade & Yellow jade )

Rainbow Quartz 2.0 ( Steven & Pearl )

Sunstone ( Garnet & Steven )

Obsidian ( Garnet & Pearl & Steven & Amethyst )

steg ( Steven & Greg )

Princess pearl ( Pearl & Pink Pearl )

Bluebird Azurite ( Eyeball Ruby & Aquamarin )

Angel larimar ( Larimar & angel aura quartz )

Game from:

Other bismuths : Unleash the light

Hessonite : Unleash the light

Demantoid : Unleash the light

Pyrope : Unleash the light

Squaridot : save the light & Unleash the light

Other Peridot : Unleash the light

Lonely Pearl : The Phantom Fable

Fable : The Phantom Fable

Quartz’s superior : Soundtrack attack

Pearl’s superior : Soundtrack attack

Ruby’s superior : Soundtrack attack

Sketchbook / Unknow from:

Concrete : art & origins

Geraldine  art & origins

Jarbicyte : art & origins

Crunch rock :  art & origins

Starite : art & origins

Budgerite : art & origins

Chazuski : art & origins

Morganite : end of era

Pearl and Ruby ( unfuse of Rhodonite ) : end of era

Sapphire : end of era

Ruby : end of era

Pearl : end of era

Quartz : end of era

Bismuth : end of era

Lunar Sea Spire Fusion hologram statue : S 1 EP 3

Lunar Sea Spire hologram Gem with a hairstyle resembling Blue Diamond's : S 1 EP 3

Lunar Sea Spire hologram Gem : S 1 EP 3

Lunar Sea Spire hologram Gem : S 1 EP 3

Lunar Sea Spire hologram Gem : S 1 EP 3

Lunar Sea Spire Fusion Gem Statue : S 1 EP 3

Lunar Sea Spire Statue : S 1 EP 3

First Mural Gem : S 1 EP 8

Second Mural Gem : S 1 EP 8

Third Mural Gem : S 1 EP 3

Statue in arena : S 1 EP 16

Statue in arena : S 1 EP 16

Statue in arena : S 1 EP 16

Statue from the Ancient Sky Arena with a gemstone : S 2 EP 6

Statue from the Ancient Sky : S 2 EP 6

Statue from the Ancient Sky : S 2 EP 6

The broken statue in the Ancient Sky Arena : S 2 EP 6

holographic memory of an unknown fusion of enemy : S 2 EP 6

Dark burgundy, Topaz or Garnet : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Teal, Aquamarine or Pearl : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Sky blue, jade : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Deep blue, lapis lazuli ( from crystal gem ) similar : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Blue, Unknown gem : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Deep periwinkle, Garnet or a Zircon : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Deep tealish-gray, Agate or lapis or jade : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Light pink, jade or quartz  : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Pink, Garnet or Zircon : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Burgundy Quartz : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Pink Quartz : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Dark burgundy, Tourmaline ? : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Hot pink, Tourmaline ? : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Bubblegum pink , Jade ?  : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Light indigo, Larimar or other  : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Mauve Quartz : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Salmon Pyrope / Hessonite or Jade  : S 2 EP 22 and others..

Periwinkle, Agate ? : S 2 EP 22 and others..

light salmon in color, Tourmaline ? : S 3 EP 3 and others..

dull purple, Bixbite or Sapphire or Nephrite : S 3 EP 3 and others..

Coral, Zircon or Pearl or Coral : S 3 EP 3 and others..

dark purple, Agate or Emerald : S 3 EP 3 and others..

Several Nephrite : S 3 EP 14

broken statue / fallen over statue ( Probably the same gem ) Quartz ? : S 5 EP 3

Next to garnet an Aquamarine? or Larimar? : S 5 EP 6

Next to bismuth, a jade or Rutile : S 5 EP 6

Nephrite-XJ Cut-763 : S 5 EP 12 

an unknown white Gem : S 5 EP 18

Tiger's Eye : S 5 EP 29

Beryl : S 5 EP 29

Serpentine : S 5 EP 29

Gem Similar to Peridot : S 5 EP 25

Gem look nothing it's just grey : S 5 EP 25

A small, pink-coloured gem that looks like nothing we've ever seen before : S 5 EP 25

An unknown gem resembling a Quartz or Jasper with short brown hair : S5 EP 29-32

An unknown gem that could be a pearl but doesn't have it : The Movie

A pink Gem looks like pearl but doesn't have it : The Movie

A Green gem that looks like a Quartz : The Movie

A pink gem that looks like Jade : The Movie

A gem looks like Peridot but with the body of a Quartz : The Movie

An unknown gem that could be a Tourmaline : The Movie

A gem that looks like Hessonite but with Zircon characteristics : The Movie

A small gem that looks like an aquamarine, but it's solid : Heap of Trouble

A precious stone resembling a rhombus with a statue of a woman on a lotus : Heap of Trouble

Citrine a gem to which garnet refers : Save the light

Pearl (one of Crystal's gems) fuses with an unknown gem : Steven universe Comics

Sources: Steven Universe Wiki

[oldxenomorph]

a special day

characters: xenomorphs, the reaper emperor, nyx warnings: none, surprisingly. just fluff. summary: once a year, the emperor's daughters gather in the black palace, to be in their mother's presence, to bask in her love for them. (a little thing for alien day.)

Princesses. The Milky Way and Andromeda galaxies are their playgrounds, their hunting grounds, all organic civilizations theirs to haunt and terrorize as they wished, with the joy and blessing of their mother. The purpose of organic life is to give them more siblings, more precious little sisters, more princesses for their mother.

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They flock to their mother in the Black Palace. Every year, the Emperor’s daughters fill their mother's domain, they occupy its cavernous rooms, its halls, in its strange arches and canopies of pure darkness. They migrate to the central chamber where the curtains of veils that conceal their mother are open.

It is an event that happens once a year. The Queens have already taken their places around their mother, they cherish her closeness, they guide their younger sisters. Such regal beings, beautiful like their mother. Some of the youngest sisters, those newly born and still with their small shapes weave their way through the bodies of their elder siblings, squeezing and squirming their way to the front.

From their little mouths, they match each other's low chittering sounds, hisses, and shrieks. They speak the family’s great language in their own tongue, for which their many aunts praise them. (Yhoundeh especially, they always anticipate being picked up by her and being smothered in her kisses, typical as any aunt who adores her nieces, her beautiful and violent nieces.)

Princesses. The Milky Way and Andromeda galaxies are their playgrounds, their hunting grounds, all organic civilizations theirs to haunt and terrorize as they wished, with the joy and blessing of their mother. The purpose of organic life is to give them more siblings, more precious little sisters, more princesses for their mother.

A low silence descends upon the central chamber as the Emperor’s daughters watch the Night awaken from her slumber, starlight eyes opening. Such an auspicious day, to be joined by the Mother Nyx. Eyeless faces watch with great intent as the Emperor caresses the goddess's cheek with one hand and tucks her midnight black hair behind an ear with another. Tentacles reach forward to help her sit up as another pair of hands slips her evening robe onto her bare form.

<Apologies, O Night. It is their special day.> A long sharp finger traces the line of Nyx's jaw before curling just underneath her chin, holding her, the great entity's red eyes admiring the sight of the goddess in her arms. <Stay, they love you deeply.>

Warmth bloomed underneath the cold, pale flesh of Nyx's cheeks as she smiled softly, lovingly at her wife and then at the multitudes of princesses surrounding them. The Emperor’s daughters regard her as their mother as well, so beloved is she by their mother of origin, so powerful and beautiful. Some of them have even taken on colorations similar to hers: a black-aubergine, a black-violet, starlight shatters across their exteriors, chitinous black, oil black, biomechanical black, the black of their mother’s blood. Nyx was the first to use the word ‘xenomorph’ to describe them; they liked it. Daughter, princess, xenomorph.

Nyx offers a hand to the youngest ones, which they eagerly take. How they adore being close to the Night, they bask in the stars that congregate around her head and the constellations in her hair, a curtain of darkest night glittering with ancient stellar patterns and formations. “Of course I will stay, my love,” she says, letting one of the youngest sit in her lap while another chitters softly as she claims the Night’s arms, content with being held. (Besides, Nyx does not feel like moving away from the Emperor’s true shape just yet, wanting to remain within the embrace of her wife, within the protection of her great centipede body.)

The Emperor’s daughters are all too happy to be embraced by both their mothers, so loved and cherished by them both. The red daughter and the white neomorph worm their way to the front, their forms climbing on top of their mother’s long body, each claiming of her arms; her heart and her spirit within their mother’s grasp, vantablack hair slipping from their tails like curtains of darkness. In comparison to the Emperor’s mobile form, her daughters are so small in comparison to her true form, even fully grown. The Queens are the only ones who can compare to her great size and still, they are small in her presence. They too occasionally rest their crested head on their mother’s body, comforted by her shape, by her many appendages that support them, tentacles that touch their faces, an extra pair of hands that soothes them, smoothing over their crests.

One of the Queens nearest Nyx wraps her long tail around her, keeping her close to the Emperor. The Night runs a hand over the textured appendage, before she rests her head on the Emperor’s body, right next to the head of the Queen the tail belonged to. The princess in her arms is fast asleep, her little shape rising and falling with each steady breath. She brings the young daughter up to her lips and blesses her, a kiss to ensure that when she is older she will be as unseen as the night, that she will be sleek and swift, that she will possess unspeakable beauty and unimaginable violence. “You will be just like your mother,” the Night Incarnate says softly. The Queen makes a low sound, pleased that a sister from her clutch of ovomorphs received such glowing praise from the Emperor’s wife.

With a hard cheek resting on the palm of one of her hands, the Emperor lounges as she blesses each of her daughters. Her body rests against the softness of the cushions and pillows that she must have. (Nyx likes to tease her, the Great Lord of Extinction is a being that requires maximum comfort, be she propped up on a mountain of cushions or drowning in a sea of plush toys.) The princesses tell her everything, they hold her hands and curl their tails around her wrists, they whisper secrets to her, they share with her interesting bits of gossip they heard on the Citadel. They press their eyeless faces against her cheeks, giving her blessings in return, bestowing upon her the sweetness of their eternal adoration of her, their devotion to her.

Sweetest blood, sweetest dreams. They are her jewels, her pride. Each one of them can fit inside her heart, each of them can make a home in her insides.

The Emperor speaks to them in R’lyehian, she tells them how much she loves them, how much she adores them. She says their true names as she presses soft kisses to their heads, as she holds them and dotes upon them, she fusses over them. Some of the princesses have found themselves interested in their mother’s ultimate legs, attempting to hold onto one just before it slips from their grasp. It quickly turns into a game, the Emperor always teaching them how to sharpen their senses, how to hone their skills. Her daughters are healthy and strong and violent, as they were designed to be, as they were meant to be; perfection.

It is their special day, as she said. The day where they get to be closest to their mother, the day they are reminded of her love for them, her blood, her dreams. The day where they get to bless her and remind her how much she means to them, how they were made in her image, that to them she is God and they will always worship her. They tell her this in their dialect of R’lyehian, these words that make her chest ache with love, her heart expanding in her chest. She wants to gather them all into her chest, into the cavity where they can build a hive and live inside her for all eternity.