#WOOOOO I AM SO PROUD OF THIS

[oleanderspride]

Happy Valentine’s Day from the most obnoxious couple in the Psychonauts! Funny how it took me until right now to make something involving the blog’s namesake, huh?

[F/O (shorter) uses She/He, S/I (taller) uses She/They]

[gatzbright]

writing [love]; dream, a writer.

Dream: I like writing. I like writing poems; I like writing songs; I like writing everything. I like storytelling—I just like storytelling. Storytelling in general is fun. I do a lot of storytelling through, like, my videos, through my video editing ... that's my favourite part of writing.

Dream: So, it's [love is] special, you know? You can't really explain it. Um, you know, with your mum, your dad, your—your sisters, your brothers, your cousins, your—your friends that you've known since you were a kid. Your friends that you just met a year ago that you are absolutely in love with as a person.

Dream: 'Have you written stories as well as songs lately?' Yeah—I mean, well ... I feel like songwriting is very—it's like, you just take stories—like 'Roadtrip' was, like, essentially a poem, and a story, that was turned into a song. And I feel like that's with a lot of stuff. 'Mask' is the same; 'Mask' was a poem turned into a song.

Bird by Bird, Anne Lamott | Dream Subscriber Twitter Space April 30th, @/dreamwastaken | It's Been A Long Day, Spacey Jane | Dream's Tiktok 'love is scary', @/dreamwastakenwastaken | Photograph in the studio from Dream's Instagram post, @/dreamwastaken | The Story of Mary MacLane, Mary MacLane | Our Beautiful Life When It's Filled With Shrieks, Christopher Citro | Johnny Cash’s handwritten to-do list, 1969 | Tweeted screenshot from Dream's notes app, @/dreamwastaken | Anne Carson interview, 2016 | Dream and George on the Dream Panel at TwitchCon Las Vegas 2023, TwitchCon VOD | Tweeted screenshot from Dream's notes app, @/dreamwastaken | On Writing, Stephen King | A fan's Tiktok of Dream and George at emo nite, @/angstboycam | Dream explaining 'Spotlight' in the 'to whoever wants to hear' lyric booklet, Dream | Your Song, Elton John | Fan photos of Dream and George at Dream's tour

Dream's 'Kind Of Love' speech LA concert night two, @/milktea_grn | The Power Of Love, Frankie Goes To Hollywood | Fan photos of Dream and George at Dream's tour | You Are In Love (Taylor's Version), Taylor Swift | Dream explaining 'Paranoid' in the 'to whoever wants to hear' lyric booklet, Dream | Dream and George on the Dream Panel at TwitchCon Las Vegas 2023, TwitchCon VOD | Words, Gregory Alan Isakov | Dead Poets Society, dir. | Dream Subscriber Twitter Space April 30th, @/dreamwastaken | Sweet Nothing, Taylor Swift

Fan photo of George recording Dream at his concert | Addressable Thou, Chase Berggrun | Bright Star, dir. Jane Campion | George smiling at Dream in IRL DREAM TEAM IN MADRID, Sapnap VOD | Endymion, John Keats | Dream and George on set: Everest – Dream & Yung Gravy BEHIND THE SCENES, Dream Music | [brIght], E. E. Cummings | George and Dream in IRL DREAM TEAM IN MADRID, Sapnap VOD | Sand and Foam, Kahlil Gibran

[duhsty1]

HEY POINTS AT YOU @crystalmagpie447 3RD ARTFIGHT ATTACK WOWOWOWOOWOWOWO

[autism-disco]

so it turns out welcome to the black parade is a good way to be productive ????

[buntanteen]

bestie fwb!mingyu headcanons (nsfw)

summary: kim mingyu and reader's bestie fwb dynamic headcanons :3

contains: 18+ nsfw writing so mdni!! implications that reader is smaller than gyu

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bestie!minyu who is just a poor puppy not catching a break from anyone 😔 especially from you lmao. you're one of his biggest supporters but also biggest teasers. post-concert, you'll be imitating how he's trying to make carats swoon with his charms (the both of you know how proud you are of him <3 you just love seeing him pouty) 

bestie!mingyu who lets you use his chest as a stress balls. you once said "honk honk" while squeezing them and got your mingyu tiddies card revoked for a week😢

during bestie!mingyu’s night dance practices to finish, he'll come whine to you that "jeonghan hyung is being mean🥺" or complain about whichever member is pulling jokes on him. he should've known better that you’d be riling him right with them 🥰

fwb!mingyu who comes home to bury his face in your chest after a long day. you think he's knocked out...only for him to start licking, nipping and sucking marks onto your skin :3

bestie!mingyu who will always provide you delicious meals😌😌 is constantly cooking you a something when you come over and has deemed you his official taste tester! if you insist to cook alongside him, he'll refuse. he might let you peel the veggies tho <3

when you go out to eat, bestie!mingyu will always insists on picking up the cheque. since you get pouty about him not letting you pay, he lets u buy the dessert at the convenience stores or cute lil cafes as a compromise

bestie!mingyu who always asks you to take pretty boyfriend pics of him for his carats🥹 ofc you oblige, loving to see his fans fawn over new pictures that you so carefully asking him to pose for  

fwb!mingyu who begs to eat you out and hits you his 🥺 puppy eyes so you to let him (you were going to anyways)

bestie!mingyu who comes to you for relaxation or advice when he's stressed out of his mind. he lets you pamper him with gentle touches and soothe away his worries with sweet words. you tuck him into your bed so he rests well to tackle the next day😊

feeling safe enough to initiate touch with bestie!mingyu :) he gives as many piggy backs as you desire as long as you let him bite his fangs into your arm when he's bored 🥰 sits you in his lap in crowded group hangouts. you've insisted that he sit in yours too, but your legs became numb after 5 minutes😭😭

good puppy fwb!mingyu whimpering pleads against your neck or between your legs for you give him permission to cum while he ruts against the bed sheets 🥺

always having sleepovers with bestie!mingyu. atp you could be another roommate to the minwon household for how often you're just vibing at their place when they arrive home

fwb!mingyu who got caught sniffing your underwear post sex when you went to get him water. you end up stroking his hair with his head in your lap, jerking him off with your underwear around his cock...but you leave him blue balled as a punishment <3 "oh! i'm late to work, see you later after your tour?😘”

while he's on tour, fwb!mingyu won't have phone sex with you, but leaves you voice notes of the pretty noises he makes jerking off as payback <3

ames note: hi hi! this is my first time writing wooooo~ this was definitely self indulgent😅 i just wanna be friends with mingyu! he seems like the most fun guy to hang out with...and to get dicked down by lmao. i hope y'all enjoyed it and are doing well!! i tried for something gender neutral but i'm not sure if i achieved it? feel free to kindly give feedback <3 ς(.-‿-)

author note: do not distribute my work on other platforms without my consent. if you see my writing in places other than this tumblr account, please let me know. my writings are purely fictional fantasises for fun. the people i write about are real human beings and should still be treated as such. please do not take my writings seriously or as truth.

[iceandpeaches]

tongue twister; luke castellan

pairing: luke castellan x fem! reader

warning: the mention of the nickname “mami”… i wrote this a while back

a/n: WOOOOO finals r finally over!!! also no specified language because i am not about to use google translate and butcher any language

you were always proud of your heritage, your mother had brought you up well before you had to come to camp. you learned lots about your culture and its language, since your mother would strictly speak to you in her native language. you were convinced she did this only because she wasn’t the most proficient with her english. you ate cultural foods everyday, which was a huge culture shock when you started going to camp full time. everything was different, and you missed home.

until luke came along. luke did his best to make you feel at home, learning phrases from your native tongue so he could talk to you. which leads you to months later, teaching him whatever you could for when he would meet your mother. your brows were creased, you could’ve sworn you were having a headache just from hearing him pronounce a phrase in a broken accent. luke had read any book he found in your native language to try and get better at it, but really you almost died laughing just from hearing him read to you.

“luke.. i don’t know how you haven’t given up yet.”

“i need to impress her, mami. if not, she’s not gonna let me continue to date you.”

you refrain yourself from bursting out into laughter with luke scribbling in his notebook, making sure he had every syllable down to the bone. you gently rubbed his arm, watching the untidy scribbles that filled the page. you were glad luke would take time to learn the language of your childhood, you deeply appreciated it.

“alright.. pronounce it again for me?”

luke spoke, you doing exactly as he said. he grins and kisses your cheek, which never failed to leave you blushing crimson.

“how do you make it sound so easy, mami.”

“it’s like how you make spanish sound easy.”

“i’m born latino, amore.”

you giggle, your lips meeting his. you adored luke’s desire to even try learning the unordinary language, especially when you had such a thick accent when you spoke your native dialect. luke found it fascinating, how someone could sound so beautiful just by their voice.

it took luke months to get at least adequately fluent. but the hard work paid off when you met your mother. though luke couldn’t exactly understand the alternative dialect you and your mother conversed in, he somehow picked up some words from it.

luke sat down by your mother, speaking to her in your native tongue. your mother glanced at you, surprised that your boyfriend was speaking to her in the language you were brought up in. or at least, the one your maternal family spoke. you giggled, sipping on your tea your mother made for you both.

it was rather refreshing to see your mother laughing at luke’s attempts to understand her, despite you having prepared him it was still funny to watch. you loved his attempts to try to remember what you had taught him, denying your help everytime you prompted to. luke was stunned to say the least. you hadn’t warned him that your mother spoke faster and had a thicker accent than you did, which made things a little harder to understand. but he did his best.

after you both left, luke was relieved he didn’t have to act like he understood what your mother was saying. you giggled, arm linked with his.

“your mother spoke like what tongue twisters sound like.”

you grin, peppering his cheeks with gentle kisses. his remark about your mother made you giggle. you knew what she was like, and that was just to test luke’s language ability.

“you did well, dear. i’m proud of you.”

[thewrothode-if]

I finished writing chapter 1!

Hi, hi, hi my little butterflies! I am so gosh darn excited right now. I just finished writing the first chapter!

WOOOOO!!!

It feels so good to be done with it. I still have quite a bit of fluff to add, but the main stuff is done and dusted.

Now, all I have to do is edit and code, then it'll be ready for release!!! I'm kind of ashamed it took me this long to finish the first chapter, but I'm proud I even managed to do it.

I feel like I'll be able to release this chapter sometime this month. But I need to get started on the editing and the coding to feel out how long it will actually take.

I'll post the release date when I do!

I hope you guys are as excited as I am!!!!!!

[queen-of-reptiles]

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description: In which chloe kelly's girlfriend is giving all she's got at the world championships of Athletics 2023 - especially after being so close to gold last year

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chloe kelly x female reader

disclaimer: this is all fiction! Do not take any of this seriously, i am in no way saying chloe is bi-sexual or gay!

warnings: language, cuteness, slightly suggestive

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username2: chloe's shirt of 'y/n's my girlfriend' 🥺🥺

username3: throwback to y/n wearing her shirt and screaming in the WWC crowd! 😂

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y/n let out a sigh as she stared down the ramp, her lover was watching her with quiet breaths, barely feet apart as the rest of her friends and teammates quietened.

The stadium was silent for a moment, before y/n's hand's clapped, the audience copied and she did it again, and the stadium now boomed with rhythmic claps.

y/n's feet took off, her legs pounding against the track. She was 5ft 9, short for a long jumper, but she was quick, and light and as y/n's foot hit the board, she flung herself forward.

Her legs piked as she pushed her hips forward her body travelling as she was pushed down by gravity, landing on the sand below. She jolted as she landed but instantly stood up and rolled off.

She looked at the measurement, waiting for the green light of valid to appear, which it did. y/n shouted in happiness looking over to her coach who nodded as she moved over to wait for the measurement.

"7.17." The voice called.

y/n screamed in relief, hands flying to her head as she realises the record she had broken in her first jump, the British record. Her competitors all paled at the large first jump but patted her on the back none-the-less.

"Go on kid." The accent of Tara said as she patted the girl on the back and y/n grinned at her. "Got sick of coming second aye?" The American joked and y/n laughed.

y/n moved to the crowd, leaning into her lover who lent over the barrier and whispered words of calming encouragement in her ear as the rest queued up to jump.

Pats on y/n's back from Lauren, Georgia, Leah, and Keira echoed as she and Chloe pulled away. The blonde pressing a kiss to her lover's cheek.

"Jump harder." Lucy said as she and her close friend did their usual handshake.

"Always." y/n grinned as she went to take her seat and prepare for her second jump.

y/n's second jump was 7.15, her third, 7.16. None as good as her first and yet somehow, all still winning jumps. Tara and Ivana followed her into the top three, and at their last jump, the three were proud of what had been done.

SB and PB's had been set and Ivana was at 7.14 and massive jump for the young girl. y/n had to push, use up all she had. She started the clap once more.

She waited, then she threw her arms down, silence echoing the stadium as she then raced down the track, the sound of her foot hitting the board echoed and she leaped.

y/n hit the ground hard and rolled, her hips groaning as she covered herself in the sand, hoping praying as the green light lit up and she gingerly stumbled off the sand.

"7.30." The call ran out.

y/n's head snapped back, her body buckling as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. Screams echoed as Tara groaned aloud, knowing she nor Ivana were going to beat that.

Chloe screamed for her lover as y/n grinned at the crowd, shouting in what she knew was a sure victory. And after Tara had jumped and her gold was confirmed, y/n screamed once more.

The gold which had avoided her so long, which had always slipped from her grasp from a last ditch effort or harsh injury, finally she had it, she had the title which had evaded her. World Champion.

Chloe jumped the barrier, y/n grinning as she caught the blonde who wrapped her legs around her waist. y/n grinned up at her before the blonde lent down and pecked her lips.

"Proud of you." Chloe mumbled into her shoulder as y/n walked her back to the stands, her hands firmly on Chloe's thighs keeping the blonde wrapped in her.

"Couldn't have done it without you lovely." y/n promised her as she placed her back over the barrier. They pulled away and Chloe suddenly groaned.

"I'm covered in sand!" She protests and y/n chuckles as the blonde tries to shake it off, and shake it at a laughing Bunny who shrieks and scrambles away

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fun one on this one boysssssss

I used to b cracking at Long Jump cannae lie

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queenie xox

[sosooley]

see people not appreciating your jayce in a wedding dress enough so i am here to say thank you very much for drawing jayce in that wedding dress. like yes. put that man in something that will show his broad shoulders. those arms. and cover enough with all that fabric that you can ruck up to see his legs!!!! I SEE THOSE GARTERS WOOOOO

Ohhhhhh thank youu

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I too am very sad that this work didn't go viral(

I'm very proud of the mood I got in the drawing

That melancholy, slightly brooding but smiling jayce. I worked really hard on his face. I worked hard on everything. Oh, those shoulders.....

I'm so glad you appreciated it!🌟

[iamnotyourgodsherald]

Dragon Age: The Veilguard Fanfic: Meeting the In Laws: Chapter 6

Wooooo! This chapter will be an emotional rollercoaster, but I think it's my favorite one I've done so far. Please enjoy and thank you for yalls support! I promise there will be more! ♡

I write Lucanis's scene in his head to the song "Would you fall in love with me again?" By Epic and I poured the emotion into that scene in case you wanted to know. ♡

Rating: NSFW (As always, No Minors.)

The content warning and story below the line.

Contains: Mention of torture, blood magic, demonic possession, blood, PTSD like episodes, weapons, tense family arguments, depressive states, self dehumanization, drinking, suggestive themes.

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Chapter 6

“Luca! Lucanis! I did it! I passed! I passed!” I called out.

When Teia and I arrived back at the Villa, I did not hesitate to run as fast as I could towards it. In all its dark majesty, I felt that the whole place was lit up just as bright as the full moon that was hanging in the sky that night. I ran inside the Villa, leaving Teia behind with Sol at the shore, excited to share my victory with Lucanis. To share my joy with him and to tell him everything that happened.

I ran inside, bursting through the front doors of the villa calling out for Lucanis, eager to see him. I heard something crash upstairs somewhere in the villa and lots of yelling in Antivan. I got worried for a second thinking something was happening but worry instantly melted away as I saw Lucanis appear on the balcony above the foyer. Spite's wings flapping excitedly.

“Mi Amore!” He cried out, his smile so big on his face. “Mi Amore, you’re back!”

I smiled up at him, opening up my arms to him and welcoming him into my embrace.

“I am! Come to me, mir vhenan! Come to me!”

He climbed the railing and dove for me, Spite’s wings helping him glide down to me. He crashed into me while wrapping his arms around me, knocking us to the floor in a heap while Teia silently came in. Both of us were laughing and hugging each other, kisses being exchanged to one another. I was just happy I could finally see his face again. The pain from my aching chest was nothing compared to the relief and comfort I found while he held me in his arms. I cupped his face in my hands and looked into his big brown eyes, my face hurting from how much I was smiling.

 I belong there. I was meant to be here. In his arms.

“I told you, I’d be back… I’ll always come back to you, mi amore. You worry too much.~” I teased.

Lucanis got off of me quickly, pulling me up off the floor and standing me on my feet.

“I know… I am just.. so happy….” Lucanis smiled with teary eyes. “You are such… a comfort.”

I beamed and hugged him again, drinking in his embrace for a little longer, before pulling away and kissing his cheek.

“Now I don’t mean to be rude but uh.. I believe I said that I wanted a bottle of nice port for when I came back?” I giggled, obviously trying to tease him. “I have so much to tell you… Mostly about how amazing I was~”

“You're not even going to mention me, are you? How fabulous I was?” Teia said, coming over to us. “Typical man. Always leaving out the main character.” 

“Man today. Tomorrow, who knows?” I quipped.

She rolled her eyes at me and looked at Lucanis with a proud look on her face.

“Demitrix was such a doll the whole time. Just a sweetheart. Though, they've got a sassy mouth on them that needs to be kept on a leash. Might need them to work on that.” 

She winked at me, walking over to a nearby chair and flopped onto it, relaxing into it.

Lucanis just chuckled, shaking his head before looking at me.

“You seem to have exhausted Teia and she can usually keep up with anyone. It seems I am the only one who can handle you.” Lucanis said with a smug grin.

“You are the only person I want to handle me.” I purred.

“Already so confident? Bravado is so fleeting when in the face of true fear.” Said a cold voice.

I turned towards the big twin doors in the foyer where Viago was stepping from. He carried an air of poisonous dread with him, almost gliding into the room like a slithering snake looking to sink his fangs into potential prey. His eyes never left mine as he walked into the room.

Emil was curled around his arm, resting his head on Viago's hand that was holding the cane. Staring at us with piercing blue eyes. The creature knew he was just as dangerous as his master, and just as quick to act.

“Viago…” I said softly.

“Demitrix. Congrats for passing Teia’s trial. She is…formidable. Cunning.” He praised, before clearing his throat. “One Talon. Two more to go. Just the kind of results I expect from a De Riva. Since you have passed her trials, that means I am next for you to face.” 

I felt a strange sense of pride as he called me a De Riva. A sense of determination and pride sparking in my heart, making me stand a bit taller. Though, that last line made me a bit nervous.

“I'll pass your trials, just as I did with Teia, Viago.” I said with shaky confidence

I tried my best to hide my rising anxiety, remembering my old tricks when I was younger with Silas, going stone faced. He darkly chuckled to himself, turning and walking towards the twin doors again, leaving  a whiff of burnt almonds coming from his clothes.

“So full of yourself. Once that clock strikes Midnight… Be right here. Ready to start your trial. Then… we shall see if your confidence matches your will.” He hissed quietly.

He disappeared behind the twin doors, leaving us all in an uncomfortable silence and me with a sense of impending doom. I turned to Lucanis and Teia with faltering confidence, putting on a weak smile.

“Heh… Isn't he nice and warm? Hey Teia, what time is it?” I asked with a forced giggle. 

“If I had to guess from the moon's position earlier… It's ten at night.” Teia said quietly.

“That means only two hours to prepare…” I said with a shaky breath.

Lucanis grabbed me and spun me around gently to look at him, cupping my face in his warm, bare hands. His expression was soft with a bit of nervousness, his eyes searching mine for something. He then smiled gently.

“You passed one of the Talon's trials. You will pass this one. I believe in you… I have to. I mean, you just proved Illario wrong. You proved… me wrong… You are ready for this, mi amore. Do not let him psyche you out. This is a gane he is playing and you will be the one who wins it.”

I felt my heart race as he spoke, his hands so gentle and apologetic on my face. I melted too easily to this man, enough where the world melted away when he held me, and his sweetness for me made me even weaker. The only thing bringing me back to reality was Teia clearing her throat with an awkward smile on her kind face.

“You two make me want to barf. You two shouldn't waste any time here. Get ready and spend some time with Lucanis, Demitrix. His trial will be long. Good luck to you, my dear friend… I will be cheering you on. Praying as well.” 

Her hand reached towards her own throat nervously, before she left the room quickly with Sol. Her heels tapped across the hardwood floors pleasingly as she disappeared out the same door as Viago.

Lucanis and I were left alone in silence after she had left. I met his eyes as we exchanged looks and I gave him a big smile before hugging him tightly.

“Thank you for the apology, but I understand your fear, mi amore. You have lost a lot in your life and you didn't want to lose another…” I said sympathetically.

I caressed the side of his face, pressing my body into him and looked into his rich brown eyes. His hand came up and pressed it harder into his face, looking down at me with sad but loving eyes as his free Arm wrapped around my waist.

“I think losing you…” He started to say with a shaky tone.

I gently put my finger to his lips to quiet him before kissing him tenderly, wrapping my arms around his neck in an intimate embrace. He responded by wrapping both his arms around my waist. I felt him softly grunt as he kissed me back, deepening the kiss. I could feel myself losing my mind and I had to pull away before we got too rowdy. 

“Why don't we go upstairs? I want to just hear your voice for a while… Make it last in my head.” I said wearily. 

Lucanis smiled and knelt down to pick me up, and started carrying me off in a dramatic flourish. 

“Your wish is my command.” He said with a charming tone.

I squealed in delight as he did, kicking my feet, wrapping my arms around his neck excitedly. 

“Talk about Wyverns again! You make them so interesting!”

He laughed and proceeded going into great detail while Viagos' trial began to disappear into the back of my mind, just out of the way for now.

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Two pairs of eyes watched the couple disappear up the stairs, quietly watching from the balcony. A snake slithering across one's shoulder, the other figure swirling wine while leaning against the railing. Both look like predators biding their time.

“Make sure you don’t hold back, Viago.” Illario growled.

“Do you expect that I will go easy on him? How incompetent do you think I am, Illario?” Viago said, offended. “I always get the job done and with nothing less than perfection.”

Illario chuckled, knocking back the last bit of wine, cold teal colored eyes staring at the glass in deep thought.

“I know you are fond of him, as much as you don't show it. He showed great insolence towards me and I will not let that go. You will punish him for it, for he is your responsibility. He wants to be able to marry my cousin? He needs to earn it like a Talon has to earn their title. Teia is… cunning enough but not punishing enough. It's easy to ignore seduction and to say the right things. Easy to lie. Even an unseasoned thief can dodge sigils. You know him best, Viago. You know what hurts him and scares him. Teia went easy on him, whether out of spite towards myself or her soft spot for Demitrix, I do not care.” Illario scoffs. 

Viago bared his teeth a bit, his eyes sharpening towards the “First Talon” venomously. Viago, while he tried to remain professional about Teia during Demitrix's visit, couldn't help but be protective of her. They had a history that Viago, at times, loved to hate and hated to love. Regardless of their "status” currently, he would not allow a man like Illario to insult her behind her back. 

“She did an amazing job. She played deceptively, exactly as she wanted to and it worked when she wanted it to. They had no clue what she was up to the entire time that they were together until she wanted them to know. I would appreciate it if you would not talk ill of Teia, Illario. Especially behind her back and especially in front of me. People who do that tend to meet their end by asphyxiation. Did you know that Adder's Kiss usually works in ten seconds if ingested?”

“Are you threatening your First Talon, Viago De Riva?” Illario chuckled darkly. 

There it was. That shift in tone. That tone felt off to him. There was no carefreeness… or a smidge of charm that was usually there, even if he was angry. This was sharp. Threatening. Calculating. It set off some alarms in his head, but he kept it quiet. He will keep this in mind, acting the part of nervous crow for now.

Viago cleared his throat, looking away, continuing what he was saying making his voice carry a nervous inflection.

“D-Demitrix… He's always been difficult to crack. He laughed through the torture Silas put him through during his fledgling training to avoid being broken, he has incredible willpower when it came to starving him and leaving him with no water, he hides his emotions behind a wall of jokes and jabs, and any physical pain.. he just naturally tries to brush off. He has a… an unnatural will to stay alive and I am almost impressed by it. He's like a roach. Whatever tricks he has up his sleeve, he's going to use them to pass my first trial. but do not worry. I already told him to not expect mercy. He won't get any with me. Not for a full 24 hours.”

Viago watched Ilario grow a smile that felt… unlike him as he threw the wine glass he was drinking from behind him and let it shatter on the foyer floor. His eyes sat staring at the floor of this overlook with an almost vacant glaze, as if listening to someone talking. Illario stood up, adjusting his shirt to smooth it out and slowly started chuckling to himself. As if Viago said something funny. Illario began walking into the hallway that lead to this balcony, leaving a burning feeling of… death and darkness behind him. 

“No mercy, Viago. Make him wish he never came here. Make him regret ever meeting my cousin.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lucanis handed me a glass, pouring some of the port for me. A soft, mischievous glint in his eyes as he looked into mine. 

“An exquisite and very expensive bottle of port. Only for my dear sweet amore.” He cooed playfully.

I swirled the amber liquid around in the port glass, taking a long sip of it. The liquid was smooth and slightly bitter, sweetened a tad with notes of fresh cherries. I purred as I swallowed, closing my eyes to enjoy the taste, and watching the lights dance in my head.

“From what I've heard of Viago, he'd be feral trying to get a taste of this. Or just to display it somewhere to show off his wealth. You Dellamortes were smart to hide it.”

“You De Riva's are all such snobs.” Lucanis teased, pouring a glass for himself. “The Dellamorte's know to enjoy the expensive. That a good bottle of any exquisite liquor should be enjoyed in celebration but in moderation. To keep our senses sharp. De Riva's waste it away in decanters as conversation pieces and let it rot.”

He sipped at his glass while I made a face at him, huffing. On behalf of Viago, I had to act offended. He'd find out somehow and probably kill me and I like living a lot more than being dead. Most of the time.

“You Dellamortes may have all this luxury and this summer house and that gigantic-ass castle by the Rialto Bay and all your wine and ports…” I said, strengthening my Antivan accent. “However, there's one thing that we, De Riva's,  excel at. One thing that even the infamous Dellamorte house couldn't hope to touch.”

Lucanis chuckled and swirled his glass, looking at me with an amused expression. He started to lean against one of the bedposts, his face now became hidden as just a silhouette behind the veil that hung from them.

“And what is that, mi amore?”

“We dress better than you.” 

“You are obviously blind or crazy.” He hissed playfully.

“You are only mad because I speak the truth.” 

“You speak blasphemy, mi amore. That is a sin against House Dellamorte and I will not stand for it.”

“Do you think the famous “Demon of Vyrantium" will punish me for speaking the truth of House Dellamorte?” I said in a sultry tone. 

“Maybe. He might just poison your food the next time you eat.” He said with an aloof tone.

“You… ARE aware I am giving you hints? That I am trying to seduce you?”

“I am very aware. I am just not as easy as your other targets, Trix.. You have a trial in 10 minutes and out of the both of us, I alone have to be the responsible one. You can have me later.” 

I attempted to give him big sad eyes, mostly just to tease him but he just scoffed.

“You think that you can bat your pretty blue eyes at me and get what you want? Normally, yes. However, Illario wanted me to come meet up with him in the drawing room. I have my own engagement unfortunately. So do you.” He chuckled.

“Fine.” I pouted playfully as I got up. “Can I ask that after I am done with all this trial business that we do some intense napping and cuddling after some dirty sex in the Lighthouse?”

“As long as you are mine and only mine, I will adhere to your request.”

I giggled as I got up and walked around the bed to him. He smiled at me as I rounded the corner and without saying anything, I grabbed him and kissed him. I kissed him, pouring so much passion and so much love into it that I wanted to leave his lips tingling with the sensation until I saw him again. He jumped, his eyes going wide, before hugging me tightly, returning the passion in his kiss.

Lucanis held me firmly before finally pulling away, the look of intense desire in his eyes. He cleared his throat before kissing my forehead gingerly, brushing my bangs out of my face.

“What was that about?” 

“Something to think about while I am gone.” I purred slyly.

“You have such beautiful eyes.” He said longingly.

“Thank you. You have such a handsome smile.” I returned with a giggle.

He seemed to shake out of his daze after a second of staring at me and he motioned to my stuff in the corner of the room on the vanity with a broad hand wave.

“D-Do you have everything?” He stammered.

“Yep! Knives, poisons and antidotes are on the vanity. My bow and arrows are on the table by the door.” I smiled up at him. “I am all set.”

“Good… Come back to me. Soon.”

“You know I will.” I smiled, pecking his lips once more. “I love you, Luca.”

“I love you too, Demitrix. So much.”

With our last goodbyes, I grabbed my stuff, and fixed up my Antivan Crow outfit before I headed out the door. 

Don't worry, amore. I will always come back to you. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lucanis lingered in that spot for a bit, watching the door his beloved just walked out of only minutes ago. The port he was drinking helped with his nerves, but that lingering fear. That potent mental poison that always found a way to infect his brain and make him uneasy. It didn't help that Spite seemed to share his concern.

UNSAFE. COULD DIE.

He won't.

BUT TRIX WAS. HARMED. TEIA. HURT HIM.

It is part of the test. She didn't want to. She had to test him, Spite.

She didn't want to, Lucanis repeated to himself out loud. Teia genuinely loved Trix the moment she met him at the Cantori Diamond.  Lucanis always noticed their energy synchronizing when they were in a room together. She wouldn't even reach for her daggers; it was her usual instinct, and Lucanis couldn't blame her for the caution she showed. He's heard plenty of her horror stories when it came to men in general. It just surprised him that after meeting Trix, she never went for her daggers again after that first meeting. He was safe in her eyes.

Viago… was Viago. Always has been paranoid about people. Always distant, even with those he cared about. There are only two people that Lucanis noticed Viago relax his shoulders around. Teia and Trix. Lucanis got a sense of something similar to Illario and himself when he saw Trix interact with Viago, but it was rooted differently. Like bickering brothers, definitely but with… A more paternal tone. With the way Viago scolded Trix. The concern that was subtle in Viagos voice when asked anyone about Trix when he wasn't there.

That made Lucanis relax even more around Trix in the beginning. He was safety but also something new at the same time. He was just content to watch him lead and command the team, keeping his distance from the others. Trix would then look into Lucanis's eyes and he would see those beautiful icy blue colors and feel nothing but warmth in them. He could feel something changing in him. Change was scary. New was scary. That fear plagued Lucanis for a long time as he got used to the Lighthouse. With Spite now possessing him and taking the reins while he slept, Lucanis knew he would be a burden on Trix, even potentially hurting him. Luckily for Lucanis though, Trix is stubborn and very caring. He never gave up on him. Loved him through all of Spite's tantrums. Through all his problems. Both of them became something new together, even as they worked on themselves in the background. Trixx was no longer a weapon. Lucanis was no longer a demon.

Just. People. 

Lucanis smiled to himself, thinking of this. When the feeling started to fade, Spite stepped into his vision, getting close to his face. When Lucanis did not respond to him invading his personal space, he started to pace in front of him, looking at the door with like a protective mabari.

Illario. 

Right. It's been a while since we have had some time with Illario. We need to see him.

He feels. WRONG. 

What? What do you mean “wrong”?

Didn't you notice? Smile. Different. Not like. Before. Not like. A brother. Watched us. Lots of anger. Poison. Not right. NOT RIGHT.

Easy, Spite. What are you saying?

Illario feels. Off. Not. right. Something is wrong. Cant. Read. BLOCKED. BLOCKED. BLOCKED.

Blocked? You can't read him?

Lucanis kept talking to Spite, keeping their conversation hidden from prying ears by talking inward. He left the room, going towards the drawing room where Illario told him to go when they talked last night, trying to clear his mind of any fear for Trix.

“They'll be fine.” He said to himself out loud.

He started building the lay-out of the Villa in his mind. The walls and hallways were mazes to people unfamiliar with this place but to Lucanis, it felt like putting together an all too familiar puzzle. He'd come here often in the summer with Caterina and Illario when they both were small boys. They were often here in the summer, running through its halls, and playing in the waters outside, carefree from the training that was on hold that day. The memories playing out made his heart ache somewhat for something he could no longer reach, to a life that was never actually his.. It was almost bittersweet but the memories were fondly cherished in his mind. Spite growled in his head, but not of malice or discontent. More… for attention. As if trying to get Lucanis’s.

So small. How were you once so small?

Everyone is born small. We grow as we get older, Spite.

Like how. Lucanis grew? How Trix grew? Tied together, broken but. FIXING. 

I… I guess.

He shook his head, taking a long breath outward and breathed in. Even as a child, he knew better than to let his guard down. He took another deep breath and listened, focusing on any noises around him as if he was on a job.

If that painting is here, then we are near the Kitchen. 

Cooks were in the kitchen, gossiping. Lot’s of giggling. Making dinner. The smell was savoury, homey. Lots of meat. Ram. Broth. Traces of flour. They are making Stew. A Ferelden Stew.

Kitchen is here, so the Servants Quarters are down below. 

Servants downstairs were talking about the housework. They're reading off lists of chores. They scoffed. Sounds like Viago's room was first.

New sound? From behind.

The sound of perfectly cobbled shoes gently tiptoeing behind him, and a blade unsheathing. A dagger.

Lucanis quickly unsheathed his dagger from his belt, spinning on his heel quickly. He pointed it towards the neck of whoever was sneaking up on him, who just turned out to be Illario. Illario wore a smug little grin with his dagger at Lucanis’s neck, Just as Lucanis’s blade was on Illario’s.

“Just as sharp as ever, Cousin.” Illario chirped.

“Illario.” He couldn't help but smile a bit, chuckling. “You need to work on how light your steps are again. You are getting rusty.”

They both lowered their weapons, sheathing them at the same time. Forever in sync, but yet so different from the other. Lucanis knew this since their teenage days. It's one of the reasons they worked so well together on jobs. The face and the weapon.

“Please, I was only testing you. Say, how do you feel about getting a nice late night coffee and walking around the Villa, hm? We can talk more, like old times. Maybe play some Wicked Grace?” Illario offered.

“Yes…I would actually like that.” Lucanis smiled, before clearing his throat. "However, you need to apologize to Demitrix for how you talked to him at dinner the other night.”

Lucanis noticed Illarios' eyes shifted to be more sharp, and his arms tightened up. His smile changed and looked more annoyed at the suggestion. Flexing his fingers, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and sighed in an irritated tone.

“Why… would I do that?”

“He was so excited and nervous to meet everyone. He was happy that you and Teia seemed to respond well to him, that you all seemed to like him. Viago is always an exception. When you disrespected him at dinner, you not only upset him, you upset me. I mean, I wanted you all to meet him… You know what I was planning and you just… I need you to apologize to him.” Lucanis struggled. 

His cousin scoffed and rolled his eyes. The sting of his attitude made Lucanis flicker with anger.

“Oh please, The Crows have said the worst to fledglings. DONE worse. He needs to grow thicker skin if THAT upset him.”

“He is not a fledgling. You called him a “lesser crow” and insinuated that he would be seen “climbing the ranks” if he continued a relationship with me. It is no one else's business but ours when it comes to our relationship; about how we feel about each other. He deserves respect just as much as I do.”

“He IS a lesser crow. He is just above a fledgling. Look, I understand if he's entertaining enough, but don't you think you could do better? I mean… He's not Dellamorte material. What would Caterina say about him, hm? He's not… proper stock.” 

ILLARIO IS. LESSER. 

Lucanis could feel his anger bubble up, trying to suppress it through a deep and heavy sigh. It unintentionally came out as a hiss when he spoke.

“What has gotten into you, Illario?! He is a leader of a whole group of Theda's greatest experts and warriors with the weight of all of the world on his shoulders and you dare criticize him?! That he's not good enough to carry our house's name? You treat every person you are with as some form of “nightly entertainment”, but that is not how I work. That is certainly not how I view Trix and I know that that is not how he views me either. I love him more than anything in this world and all I wanted was for him to spend time with the family he will be marrying into someday!”

Illario scoffed, looking at Lucanis with such… indifferent eyes. Illario always seemed to match Lucanis's emotions, even in the heat of the fight. We are Antivans, passion and heated arguments are customary! Here, Illario remained so uncaring about his feelings. He only turned away, leaving Lucanis with a cold, icy feeling in his chest.

“Oh Cousin… Look at you. Getting so worked up over some… guy. Nothing has gotten into me. I am allowed to feel however I want about him, and I'm allowed to express that. As First Talon, he needs to learn to respect authority as someone who is under me. At dinner, he didn't show that. You think Caterina wouldn't say anything if he acted like that towards her? I think I was being merciful, don't you think? Compared to what she would have done?”

Something is wrong. HES WRONG. WRONGWRONGWRONGWRONGWRONGWRONGWRONG

STOP! STOP YELLING! I know I know! I don’t know…

Lucanis felt his head get tight, and he winced a bit, Spite growling in his head with anger. He tried calming Spite, shushing him, but then he stopped. He froze. They both felt a familiar sensation. A sensation Spite and Lucanis were way too painfully familiar with.

The back of Lucanis’s eyes itched. The same feeling he'd get around strong magic.

Lucanis froze as the memories of his imprisonment in the Ossuary started flooding into his head. Trapping both himself and Spite in the prison again. He no longer saw Illario, he saw Zara Renata, the color red lighting upo in her eyes.  He felt the blood magic they used on him to corrupt Spite. Turning him. How it felt like needles were running through his veins as she forced the corruption inside Lucanis, making the pain stab into his stomach. The sound of Determination screaming and being corrupted. 

STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP I DONT. WANT TO SEE!

The hideous laughter RANG in his ears as he fought against the pain that shot up from his stomach and up his spine. The joy the Venatori felt as they caused him agony, trying to break him. Trying to make him scream. The days of thirst and hunger that they made him suffer through, the ache in his belly that he could not show on his face. The only solace being when he could snap their necks as they tried to grab him without using magic. The little bits of payback he took for himself. The tiny bits of victory.

That's when he felt himself being shaken, and Illarrio swam into his vision, staring into his eyes. Since he had been there, Lucanis finally saw his cousin standing in front of him. Nothing icy. Warmth. Kind. Almost mischievous. Only then did Lucanis notice his breathing had quickened and his heart was pounding in his chest.

“Cousin?” Illario looked at Lucanis. “You started staring off. I couldn't get you to react! You just..  went lifeless. Then you started… breathing hard. I was scared that you… That that demon… I don't need to act rash right?” Illario stammered.

Feeling… Gone. Smells like cologne and linseed oil. Home. Something wrong. We need to act. ACT NOW.

We cannot act, especially with no evidence and not without any details. We could just be acting rash. It could end badly. We have to be cautious.

But. Something is wrong. WE MUST. INVESTIGATE. 

And we will. Just… stay with me, Spite. I promise, we will fix this.

Fine.

���I’m… I'm fine… Just old feelings… Memories. You seem more concerned than before. The First Talon seemed so aloof a second ago.

“Lucanis.” Illario said sharply before relaxing his shoulders looking at him. “Please let's… have some fun while we wait, hm? If.. If I promise to apologize… will you let it go?” 

“Not until you do… but I would appreciate it.” Lucanis relaxed, seeing Illario acting like his old self a bit. “Trix would too… He was looking forward to meeting you and… I was hoping you two would get along. You both are so similar and… It would be nice for all my family to get along.”

Illarios' eyes seem to soften a bit towards Lucanis. His smile turned genuine and soft and for the first time since he's been back home… He was seeing the boy he grew up with. 

Illario… Where did you go, brother? You have now said two different things… Is this really you? Or am I another person for you to wear a mask around?

“He was? I… was too. You talked about him so fondly in your letters and… he seemed to break you out of any dark cloud you had hanging above your head. I thought… He is perfect for you. Finally, someone who could make you melt a little and to get you glowing! Don't think I havent noticed that pep in your step either, cousin.~”

Lucanis rolled his eyes, letting a little smile show. He was still wary of Illarios' changed attitude but for the moment he would enjoy the peace.

Illario ended up getting coffee from the servants, both of them going outside and walking around the grounds. Illario recounted what he was up to the last year or so since Lucanis's disappearance. How much he searched until the body came. How angry he was at Caterina for keeping it all a secret from him when Demitrix came to recruit Lucanis. Some parts of his story were a bit vague even spaced. He seemed almost confused in some parts. As if he refused to elaborate on details or had forgotten and Lucanis knew his cousin loved to spew details. He was a talker by heart.

They happened to walk by the gazebo that Lucanis and Demitrix shared an explicit night at. Lucanis, realizing where they were, turned his head away to avoid looking at it and Illario, of course, stopped to look at it. 

Do you think you are funny, Maker? To embarrass me like this in front of my cousin?

“What the… What in the Makers name happened over here? Looks like an animal got caught and attacked underneath the gazebo.”

“Does it? I wouldn’t know. Come on, let's keep walking,” Lucanis urged.

“Funny, I don't see blood in the sand… Is that a handprint?”

Oh Meirda… Illario, shut the fuck up, please. Stop looking at the sand. Just walk away.. 

 THAT'S WHERE WE MATED WITH TR-

“Shut up!” Lucanis said out loud.

Illario turned sharply towards Lucanis with a shocked look, his eyebrows going up. Almost looking slightly offended that Lucanis would speak to him that way, even though Lucanis has said a lot worse to him.

“Excuse me?!” He hissed.

“Not you, The demon!” Lucanis stammered. 

Illario seems to relax a bit, now putting on a smug face.   

“Oh yes, blame the demon for your rudeness.”

“Illario, you smug bastardo, you know good and Maker damned well that I-” 

“What is your demon trying to say, hm? Does he know what happened here?” He slowly purred.

Lucanis wanted nothing more than to leave this conversation, His whole body ached to just knock his cousin out but he knew he couldn’t. He didn't have anything to just knock him out with besides his hands and Illario is just as agile as he is. He was not sacrificing his drink to knock out Illario. He looked down at the sand and remembered how Illario and him used to tease each other when they were little, playing here. He nodded to himself and swung his leg back, kicking the sand up into a cloud by Illario’s face and taking off down the beach. He could hear Illario cough and choke, cursing in their Antivan tongue.

“Bastardo! Get back here!” Illario yelled, running after him. “You got sand in my coffee!”

In his mind, Lucanis was small again. Playing with his cousin, laughing and playfully sparring. That old kinship that made him feel less alone and more warm. That made him forget the beatings and the days of dehydration and starvation. If he didn’t want to forget, or he was angry. Illarrio understood how it all felt. He could talk to him. He could… Always talk to him. The edges around himself dulled and made him almost… carefree. Spite, Caterina, even Zara became an afterthought.

Zara. ZARA. KILL. BLEED. EVISCERATE.

He winced from the headache Spite was starting to give him, thrashing around in his head with feral anger. He felt his nose start to drip with blood and his body got weak. He tried to shake it off but Spite was becoming unreasonably angry. Set off, almost. In his mind, all he saw was that prison again… Lucanis naked and bruised, with Spite screaming and growling in his head, Zara’s laugh echoing in his cage. He jolted out of it when he felt Ilarios hand on his shoulder, shaking him hard.

“Cousin?!What's wrong?! Cousin, is the demon-” Illario yelled.

“No! He's not!” Lucanis choked out.

Illario was shaking Lucanis hard, Lucanis’s eyes flashing purple as he looked at himself in Illarios eyes. He saw the monster that he was no longer allowed to deny. What… Illario saw.

KILL ZARA. ZARA NEARBY. CAN FEEL HER. CAN TASTE HER MAGIC. SHE. IS NEAR!

SPITE! STOP! MY COUSIN WILL-!

He didn’t get to finish his thought. Lights out. At least, for Lucanis. All he saw around him suddenly was darkness and Spite sitting next to him. 

He was crossing his arms, tapping his foot, growling at Lucanis who only sighed and sat on his knees. 

“Not dead.”

“Thank the Maker for that. Though, I am surprised my cousin didn't just snap my neck after you made me look like that! What is wrong with you?!” Lucanis snapped.

“ZARA WAS NEARBY!-” 

“Why would she be here?! When 5 Talon trained assassins are in the same place as her?! She's nowhere near here! There's no way!”

“BUT ZARA-” 

Lucanis covered his ears as Spite started talking, groaning as he struggled with his own thoughts, growling at Spite in anger.

“I do not care about Zara right now!”

“You need to listen!”

“To what?! You made my Cousin knock me out!” Lucanis yelled, looking at Spite. “You made my nose bleed TWICE in front of people, SCARING them into thinking I was going to lose control! You made me look like a demon in front of my cousin! You made me look like an ABOMINATION in front of Trix multiple times! Just think what Caterina would think if she saw us-me now?!”

Lucanis felt the familiar prison warp around him and wrap around his space. His body stinging with the familiar scars, the familiar taste of blood in his mouth, the laughter that rang and pounded his skull. He looked up at the crystal outside the barrier and saw his face reflected in it. Mirrored in the crystal that kept him prisoner. That.. keep others safe. From him. 

“She… She would think that I belong here…”

Spite stood up behind him, looking around and snarling loudly in a blind panic. He ran over, clawing at the barrier that once held them both there.. 

“No! I didn't want this!  I HATE THIS PLACE! PLEASE WE DIDN'T WANT THIS! You are trapping us again! I don't want to be here again! LUCANIS! PLEASE LISTEN TO ME! You need to LISTEN!”

“Maybe… Maybe that is what I am now… Harding, Davrin, Neve, even Illario… They all see it… They've all been afraid… It’s because they knew. There is not a human anymore… Just an abomination. That deserves a cage.”

Lucanis could feel the darkness of his cage surrounding him, trying to suffocate him like burning smoke, blinding his sight. He could feel the crushing weight of the ocean above him and felt himself slipping deeper under its weight. He was helpless. Bound. Scared.

At the same time… relieved. 

As the darkness surrounded him, and his eyes started to flutter shut, he saw a pair of bright… icy blue eyes… and curly raven black hair.

“TRIX!”

The cage lit up with golden light. “Trix?”

A shadow jumped down, shooting an arrow into the crystal, and breaking the barrier that held him. As it melts away, he gasps as he sees Demitrix standing there, shaking out his long curls. His smile shone as bright as the sun that shone onto the ocean that entrapped them and his dark skin shone with sweat. The prison started falling apart around them, water pouring in and stones falling from the roof but Demitrix looked unphased, unbothered by the swift death that would come if he didn't leave. As if the prison was still perfectly safe to be in. As if he was…safe to be around. 

“You must be the one I came for! Demitrix De Riva of House De Riva! To your rescue!”

“LIGHT. WARMTH! ROSE SCENTED OIL AND SAFETY.” Spite yelled.

Spite came over to  Demitrix, who held out his hand. Freezing in place as Spite started gripping Lucanis’s shoulders with fervor. Almost calmed by his presence just as Lucanis was.

“Even when I saw him.. Even as Lace brought up me being an abomination… He shrugged. Maybe he didn’t know at the time how dangerous abominations are or maybe he just took a risk. Maybe he didn’t even care… All I know is that… He was… the only one there who welcomed me with open arms and no fear.”

Lucanis smiled and took Demitrix’s hand. The water filled the room and overtook them, the prison crumbling and washing them away into the open ocean. Lucanis scrambled at first, Spite hanging onto his boot as they swirled around in the water violently but Demitrix just laughed wildly and held onto his hand, his raven black hair swirling around his golden etched face. The space in the water between them became golden and bright and for once, he did not fear the waves would overtake him. He did not fear drowning. He only felt lighter. Giddy. Watching Demitrix’s bright smile fill his chest with butterflies.

The water became darker and darker as Lucanis swirled through the sea with Demitrix. He looked back at Spite who looked very unamused and suddenly jolted to a stop before he felt himself being pulled from the water and landing on the Streets of Treviso. Standing on his own two feet. Spite just laying on his back on the cobbled streets.

“Ugh… Wait! Home?! Smells like spices and fresh made leather…No Water. Hate wet.”

Lucanis, however, was disoriented but happy to be away from the prison. It was like… his mind was anchoring. Catching something positive and it was… Demitrix. His memories of him.

He turned to look for him and found Demitrix standing behind him with the wyvern tooth dagger in his hands. As Demitrix held it out to Lucanis, he giggled playfully and it made his heart jump in his chest, his smile almost brightening up the streets of Treviso. The lamps lights all changed, glowing gold in one direction and dimming into lavender in the other.

“Golden Hour…” Lucanis gasped quietly.

“Hey Dream-boat! You bought everyone else a gift, so I got you one too! You seem to really like knives and Wyverns… I saw this and had to get it for you! Best of both worlds!”

Lucanis looked down at it and his eyes widened, his heart beating quickly within his chest.. 

“I remember this… He was… always so sweet. Always thinking of me… You never had a look of fear in your eyes towards me…Only curiosity. Only kindness. I should have known you had a big crush on me.”

“Made us. Safe. Never feared. Burned the wall down between us… Separate from the other, now…”

“Whole…Together.”

Lucanis gently touched the dagger, the world melting away and golden sunlight shot out of the knife until his vision was filled with its light. As it dimmed, he was holding the dagger, standing in his room at the lighthouse, .Demitrix standing near his bed, leaning against the wall confidently.

“You are more than what you are going through…and you wear it well” Demitrix flirted. 

Lucanis blushed and suddenly felt embarrassed. He felt his heart race seeing Demitrix's flirtatious smile and their sultry eyes. Their outfit showed off their soft brown velveteen skin that was adorned with symbols of the crow across their arm.

“Oh Meirda… Can we skip this part? Ugh… I wanted you so badly… To kiss you, to woo you, but… I felt so scared…”

“Not quite there. Warmth, familiar, but new. New feelings, new desires, NOT DESERVING. Wanted to show without saying. Without body. Without lust. Without a demon! Why?”

“He deserved more… They wanted more obviously but I… I am not Illario… besides… behind those sultry eyes, I saw… apprehension.”

“I smelled… starvation, longing, and fear. Fear of new.”

Lucanis walked up to this still version of Demitrix, who just sat with a flirtatious grin, and caressed his cheek, unfreezing Demitrix who looked up at Lucanis with wide, nervous eyes. He looked scared, gulping, but Lucanis knew it wasn't towards him. It was Demitrix’s own fear.

“I never understood how you did not fear Spite… But feared me loving you more than anything. Until you told me on that one great night. You were seeking comfort and found more than that in me… And that terrified you. Being the Crow weapon you were trained to be, you learned to close off your heart but… I guess we caught each other off guard. but like you with me… I didn't see a weapon… A siren. A lure.” Lucanis said, leaning forward to kiss Demitrix. “I saw my soulmate.” 

As his lips touched Demitrix's, warmth filled his chest and spread throughout his body. His fingers danced across Demitrix's cheek, and like a slow, blissful poison, he succumbed to him. Closing his eyes, he let the world fall away and felt himself fall through the floor, holding onto Demitrix.

Lucanis woke with a start, seeing the familiar ceiling of their room in the Villa, the intricate patterns of the square tiles on the ceiling swirling as he slowly calmed his rapid heart beat. His vision disoriented and blurred as he opened his eyes, his body laying in an uncomfortable position and moving made his skin prickle. Lucanis noticed it was midday, the sunlight from the non sun now filling up the room, and he laid back for a moment to gather his thoughts.

“Demitrix…He must be done with at least one trial by now, right? I hope he’s okay…” Lucanis said to himself quietly.

He groaned as he fought back stiffness, sitting up to see his cousin, Illario, in a chair next to him. Completely asleep and drooling as a knife laid in his lap, his arms at his sides.

Illario, you idiot. Why even bother having a knife out if you are just going to sleep?

He felt it again. The itch right behind his eyes and Spite started laughing in his head.

SEE?! IT’S THE SAME MAGIC. THE SAME FEELING. ITS HER. iTS HER ITSHERITSHERITSHER!

I understand, Spite but… How? She… Theres no way. Not Illario. How could Illario even have…

He didn't like the answer as it sat in a pit in his stomach. He told himself that it's not true, that there has to be something he's not seeing. That Spite is just making him paranoid somehow and working up his nerves. His anxiety skyrocketed as he stared at his cousin, his mind flashing between a younger Illario asleep in a chair to how Illario looked now.

No… If so, why then? There has to be…. An explanation for this. Something that doesn't involve my only family member as my-

He heard it coming and fast. Two pairs of footsteps, running. One was heels. Teia. One was softer. lighter. Barely heard. Pliable leather. Most likely Sol.

The door of the room slammed open, jolting Illario out of his sleep, dropping the knife between his legs on the floor almost immediately. The blade sinking into the floor.

Idiot.

Teia and Sol stood in the doorway, Teia looking pale and nervous, but there was relief in her eyes.

She has news…

“Why in the Makers name did you rush in here like that?! I could have killed you!” Illario hissed in anger.

“With what? The knife that fell on the floor?” Lucanis grumbled.

Illario cursed under his breath, fetching his blade from the floor while Lucanis got up from the bed, going over to Teia with wobbly legs. Her anxious facial expressions worried him and he was eager for any news of Demitrix. Good or bad. He just wanted to hear his lover’s voice again. He knows Viago would tell her first before anyone.

Teia kept quiet, just staring at Lucanis. Her body language said she was ready to run, shifting her weight back side to side, and wringing her hands worryingly. She pursed her lips, looking at Sol who urged her on subtly before she turned back to Lucanis.

“After a full twelve hours…Demitrix… passed the first of Viagos' trials.”

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Hi again!!! I am back with a pretty big update :3

I ended up sticking pretty close to the same build, but using Great Stars from time to time, and swapping from icon shield to holy ground for Elden beast! Thank you so much for inspiring me to go on this journey, I actually REALLY enjoyed this challenge. It made me engage with the game a LOT more than my first two runs, making sure my build was optimized and taking every edge I could (buffing with crab which by now is Noska's favorite food, Weapon greases, swapping weapons and talismans mid-fights, keeping aggro on to ensure I could hit staggers) as well as make me have to play a mix of really conservative (minimizing greedy hits) but also very aggro and taking every opportunity I could to fit in an attack.

ALSO I was using spirit summons up until after Renalla, but I saw a few of your posts saying you were proud of people who did fights without them, so I held off whenever I could hehe. I called in Perfumer Tricia for the uplifting aromatic and the distraction every once in a while when my back was against the wall, but I avoided it for all of the mainline bosses Maliketh definitely gave me the most trouble with a whopping 132 tries (puppy was FAST), with Fire giant (60-70 or so) and Radagon/EB following behind (53). But for each one, by the time I beat them I felt like I could see their attacks coming a mile away and beat them in pretty solid control. I am a persistent little warrior >:3 Thanks again for the inspiration, the good advice, and the correct opinions on how hot Malenia is <3. The Haligtree is my stretch goal, and if I can beat Malenia, I will let you know :)

HOLY SHIT THE UPDATE HAS DROPPED WOOOOO

THIS. IS. WILD. You actually did it, that's the coolest shit ever, I'm so proud of you! I'm so glad you got to enjoy the game more in-depth. Trust me when I say this you are easily in the top 15% or Elden ring players when it comes to being good at the game.

THAT SCREENSHOT IS SO CUTE OMGGGG I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE MALENIA UPDATEEEE

Malenia is tough without heals but you can do it. She will take a while learning her patterns and sometimes it'll feel impossible but that's where you just gotta push forward and eventually it will click I promise.

As for spirit summons, if you want a summon that doesn't play the game for you but is useful, try stromhawk Deenh. He gives you a buff upon spawning, rarely takes aggro but does nice damage. Very squishy but hard to hit. And it's badass to have a bird companion in my opinion. I still think it's better to not use summons but if you have to, use Deenh!

Your journey really makes me smile. Thank you so much for doing this and showing it to me, these kinds of asks are my favourite to get!

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i know this is a weird thing to be thankful for, but through ur fics, especially geto ones; they made me squirt while doing the self care.

Am for one, i never knew that i can squirt that many, and it's my first squirt experience using the new rose toy i got while reading your fics!! I hope my future husband is in night of a worlaunder

not weird at all! 🫦

LMAO oh wow.. i am truly honored, nonnie 💗. i’m glad u can enjoy my filth while doin self care ^.^ WOOOOO IM SO PROUD OF YOU. welcome to the squirtland <3 im sending you many positive vibes for that future husband, thank you for reading sweet babie !!!!!!

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QUESTION TIME BUDDY (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Squalo (cause of course i gotta ask after the squ)

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Xanxus

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Yamamoto

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

oh look the weird squalo girl got asks about squalo wooooo who would have thooooought how do you guys still follow me? seriously am I not so obnoxious about this guy???? what are you doing here

Thank you for indulging me bud ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

2. Ok so. I apologise in advance if I get some things wrong about his canon traits because I feel like I'm REALLY bad at analysing characters, and I'm a bit self-conscious about sharing why I like them because my idea may not be totally accurate to canon. My favourite thing about Squalo has to be his sense of pride. Often in anime the prideful character is either a comic relief or their pride is extinguished the moment they're defeated, as if it's a flaw that needs to be "remodeled", reduced, and they become friends with the MC or generally feel downgraded. However Squalo wears it like a fucking badge of honour and does not ever reconsider it, and balances his responsibilities as captain and his more independent side without exaggerating. (I live off characters with strong beliefs that they bring to their grave HHHNNHHN NNOITRA THIS IS YOU)

Idk if it will make sense but he's never LESS loud, proud, or stubborn after his (many) defeats. After the Rain battle, he doesn't just fuck off defeated hating on Yams because he got outsmarted - in future arc, Squalo sees it as his responsibility to hone Yamamoto's abilities because that brat is strong in his eyes and he's pissed off Yams is not expressing his potential (not to mention the 100 matches tapes). I feel like he can respect strong people without thinking any less of himself.

There are also many other things I like about him but this is at least one of the top 3.

5. Other than his character song? brb-

12. A headcanon for Xanxus... he's one of those people that doesn't particularly care for animals (and here I mean like he won't fawn over them with a baby voice or anything, he likes them just enough) but animals ADORE him. They show themselves to be extremely friendly towards him. Why? Who knows. It applies to box animals too.

15. My favorite ship with Yamamoto. AAAAGH I'm not the biggest shipper out there but. I think it's a tie between 8027 and S80(tyl), but since I tend to ship DS I always resort to 8027 for Yams.

[gamergirl-06]

My Girl

Pairing: Amy x Reader

Just a lil fic of my girl Amy because she deserves to have her time. Set in a non apocalyptic world

You sit in the crowd full of thousands of people coming to watch the Paralympics and cheer one their favourite athlete or loved ones.

You were here to cheer on your girlfriend, Amy. She had been a Paralympian for years and was really good at it.

However this morning as you were getting ready to go, she expressed her concerns of the day to you. She was nervous because she had previously lost a race which upset her and you knew how competitive she could be.

You assured her that she will be ok and do her best to which she gave you a kiss on the cheek and thanked you for being there for her.

As it drew closer to the start of the race you try and spot Amy and as you do the signal goes off.

Your girlfriend takes off and she is running ahead of other people and you cheer her on like everyone else in the crowd is doing.

“GO BABY YOU GOT THIS!” You scream.

You could see her smile a bit indicating she had heard you and she got in front of the second place person and hot on the heels of the first.

She focuses up ahead and sees the finish line and without missing a beat she speeds up and surpasses the first place person and into first.

“WOOOOO GO AMES!”

She makes it to the finish line getting first place and you immediately run down to her and tackle her in a hug.

“I’m so proud of you baby” you say

“Thanks babe, I wouldn’t have done it without you” she said

“Listen it’s all you hon”

[the-earth-refused-to-die]

WOOOOO I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!

For winning or for having lived in Canada?/silly THANKS I LOVE YOU!!-B. Jess