#adara of the flame

[the-name-is-hoggle]

At first, Hoggle is just as confused as Mars about Selva's next instruction to be to kill the plants he'd just manifested. But as the Summer Queen explains the reasoning to the very vocal Urru, he gets it.

It all went back to how every season was part of a whole cycle. Spring to Summer to Autumn to Winter to Spring again and so forth. Endlessly.

At Selva's prompting, Hoggle wordlessly holds out a hand and, with the simple closing of a fist, causes all of the new lovely plants he'd just grown to age and wither away.

"With all due respect, Miss Selva, this is a hard lesson I've already learned. I don't take for granted that anything lasts forever. Flowers wilt. Metal rusts. Stone crumbles. Loved ones die. "

Hoggle replies, tone serious but gentle. His eyes flick over to Mars for a moment before back to his teacher. Nodding to her.

"And life continues on. So will the cycle."

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Beetleglum waited for the fairy to come back, attention on Jareth the whole while. When the little fae returned, he was quick to read Yumika's reply, frowning slightly in thought as he did.

He pauses a little before beginning his reply.

The Owl King kept more written records than he led others to believe. Jareth doesn't remember, but he's correct to think he can find something...

Beetleglum bites his lips slightly as he rereads the secret he just shared. When no vengeful fae owl ghost came to claim him, he continued on.

I am surprised the tale of what happened has not traveled as far as it should've. Jareth tried to lead a young maiden astray. Kidnapped her brother. A young queen and adopted heir to call his own. He made the maiden play a game, finish The Labyrinth in time or Lose.

The maiden, Sara, wanted no part of him. In her path, Jareth sent many obstacles to hinder her. Hoggle was one of them. But his loyalty to Jareth was always thin. In the face of Sara's real hand of friendship, Hoggle ultimately helped her solve the Labyrinth instead. She had kissed him in thanks at one point, on the cheek Hoggle says. Jareth's jealousy led him to being dubbed Bog Prince.

Oh...he was starting to run out of room....

Is Sir Didymus with you? He was there as well. Though hiss tory telling is more.....flowery....

With a sigh, Beetleglum rolls the parchment back up and sends it away with the fairy, as well as another bit of fruit.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the stench of this terrible blog…bleck!”

[mewtwowarrior]

Happy Birthday!!!

Thank you!!! 💖

[jeff-the-gnome-king]

It would be a long time before Adara crossed paths with Jeff again.

To be fair, she hadn't meant for time to get away from her. But, there was that whole, ending up on another planet thing, actually making children on that planet, and finding a way back to Earth. And, even after that, there was the time raising those children up past infanthood before she'd got the chance to take the trip in the first place.

--There was no way Adara was letting Mars loose on a colony of gnomes until she'd learned a little restraint when picking up small things.

Today, the snow fell between gaps in ancient oaks, and three people trudged along in winter clothing: Adara and two smaller girls who'd never been here before.

"I think we're almost here." The flame woman encouraged.

The smallest of the two piped up. "You sure you're know where you're going, Mama? I don't want it to be like in, Christmas Vacation, and we all get frozen from the waist down."

"We're not gonna freeze, Moon. Mars, you still got the pineapple?"

"Uh huh." Mars held up the fruit proudly. "How come we're bringing a pineaple to the middle of the forest?"

"Well, pineapples have always been a sign of hospitality, and the friend we're visiting hasn't seen me in..." Adara paused. "Quite awhile. Maybe too long."

"Long enough for him to be mad?"

"I don't know. I just...wanted to bring something nice, but unusual."

Moon glaced down at the object in her own arms. "What about this pie?"

"That's for all of us."

Luckily, the smells of exotic fruit and fresh pie were more than enough to catch the attention of sensitive noses. Much like cats, gnomes can scope a scene while deeply hidden in the foilage and not be detected.

The adult woman was recognized quickly and word sent out back to the still acting King of the Gnomes. It would be a few minutes but soon enough Jeff got there, and couldn't help the smile on his face when he saw her. He was quick to pop out of the foliage and into plain view, a few other gnomes flanking him.

"Well, well! Look who it is! Adara! Where did you wander off to?!"

He laughs, head tilting slightly as he noticed the children with her. Hardly blinking at the fact they were hardly as human as their mother.

"Ah! You've had a litter I see! Mazel Tov!"

[hriobzagelthewanderer]

Crabs! Crabs be upon thee! Hirob must now contend with a wave of CRABS!!!

[Oh. Oh dear. Welp, you know what time it is!]

[itisweselton]

Drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! Let’s spread a little sunshine. ☀️

//Aw. Why thank you for the sunshine! :)

[musedbyalli]

Bruno smiled for a moment as she spoke of having several families over her lifetime. Mostly because it felt like that meant she hadn't had to be lonely. Of course, he knew that one could still feel lonely even when they were surrounded by family.

At the long pause, Bruno was tempted to break the silence, silently cursing himself for possibly bringing up a sensitive topic. He could always count on himself to accidentally say the worse thing. When the silence broke though, he was relieved that she didn't seem to be upset.

"I've never heard of an ability like that." Of course, there were a lot of abilities that Bruno hadn't heard of. If it wasn't present in his family or a well-known legend/story than he was unaware. A lot of that was due to his family being the only family in the area having abilities and him growing to believe that there weren't others like them out in the world.

"That would have to be challenging." Referring to Luna's father's abilities. He had a hard enough time seeing and hearing the anger from others, but to actually feel it too. That would probably be too much for the man.

"Ah, my family..." Where to begin? "Well, my Pa died when I was a baby and before our family's powers appeared. Ma believes that he is the reason we got these gifts." It was always a bit difficult to talk about his dad, mostly because he only knew him from the stories. "Ma doesn't have any powers either, but she's the one that keeps us in order."

"My sisters have gifts though. Julieta can heal people with her food. Like any cuts or anything. It's really amazing~ And my other sister's emotions can change the weather. Like if she's angry or stressed, a storm will come or when she's happy, nice and sunny."

"Most of my nieces and nephews have gifts too. Only one of them doesn't actually have an ability, but she's important in keeping the family together." It just felt wrong to say that she didn't have a gift when she was a vital part of the family - after all, Mirabel was the one to hunt him down in the walls.

"One of my nieces is super strong. Another has super good hearing - like can hear absolutely anything. And another can grow flowers anywhere." A small pause before speaking on his nephews, "One of my nephews can talk to animals and the other one can shapeshift."

An almost embarrassed laugh once he was done and had felt like he had droned on for awhile, "My family's abilities are basically everywhere~"

"Depends on which family you'd be refering to. I've had several in my lifetime." Luna answered honestly. "Everyone I've ever considered family was special in some way, but perhaps not in the way you're thinking. As for blood relatives..."

There was a long pause as they continued walking. It occured to Luna that she hadn't spoken of her parents in...far longer than she should have. They were a far away memory, unfortunately. Mixed in with the blotched colors and images of early childhood. Luna wasn't certain what made her more sad: their loss, or the distance her mind had to cross for such a faded memory. It was getting harder to make that trek as the years kept pilling on like so much grains of sand.

"My Mother couldn't read the life of anything living or organic, but give her an inanimate object, and she could tell you it's entire history: who touched it, what it was used for, how to use it, the entire life it had lived. I guess you could say, she saw the past as much as we see the future--as long as she had something to focus on." And, she had not used that power for the best of purposes, but Luna didn't elaborate that to Bruno. Luna hadn't truly understood that side of her Mother until many years later, anyway.

"My Father was my Mother's Truthsayer. He couldn't read minds or see the future, but he could read someone's feelings. An empath, I guess you could say was the best word. He saw the 'heart' of anyone he met. And, that was enough."

Why was she being so open about this? In most situations, Luna outright refused to give any information on her history. She was surprised to realize she already trusted Bruno more than most. Maybe it was a Seer thing. And, she could already 'see' that this man had kept other's secrets unto his own undoing. He'd done so before.

"If I may ask, what can your family do?"

[mewtwoandme]

Is Sivith okay after seeing that flower?

I say things are going well :)

[red-man-of-mustache]

"̶L̶i̵t̶t̸l̸e̸ ̴R̴e̸d̵ ̵M̷a̴n̵?̶ ̴I̶s̷ ̶t̸h̵a̶t̵ ̵y̴o̶u̴?̷" The Shadow Queen cocked her head to the side. Surely this wasn't the tiny, red thing that defeated her...and, then released her again.

"Oh no! The queens watching... that means I've got to be on my-a"

"Best behavior! It's-a me, your highness, just-a showing everyone what I'm-a capable of is all~!"

[the-name-is-hoggle]

Some art for @adara-of-the-flame of her OC Moon, the half Skeksis hybrid.

And a shot of her with her Urru twin, Mars. Weaving their music together, heehee.

[ricksmajicknstuff]

A second screech and he was on the move, quickly coming unto the area in the forest where the infant creature surely was. Was it an animal or a more sentient native to the planet? Considering how wild the fauna was on this world, and the flora for that matter!, Maj could only speculate the type of shapes the "people" of this world would look like-

"Adara-?!"

Yep. There was his friend, that he had not seen in some time. Breastfeeding. Breastfeeding two very non-humanoid children. Honestly, seeing the flame mage in such a random ass corner of the multiverse was what really threw the alchemist off more than anything else. He kept staring at her for a few moments more before belated putting a hand up to cover his eyes.

"........uh....congrats on the kids...?"

"Alright....this definitely seems to be the place...."

The alchemist muttered as he concentrated on the little hand held device he held. It sounding almost like a Geiger counter as he watched the read out on the display.

"The energy read outs here are insane..."

He walks around, careful to not step on any of the tiny odd creatures he saw running around...

@adara-of-the-flame

[mewtwowarrior]

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[spxcemuses]

@adara-of-the-flame asked: Ö

[ a character I’d consider rping. ] | Always Accepting

(( apologies for not writing a drabble for a couple of these; I'm currently in a state of mind to not write much cause of school and such. anyway!

a muse I'd love to RP (somehow) is Shan Yu from Mulan (the animated one, not the live-action remake (I don't think he's even in there; another character similar to him was in place)). Saw the movie the other day and it was really good! I really enjoy how he is an imposing presence among the people of China yet has little to no speaking lines. Also love the fact that he's intelligent and has immense strength, brains AND brawn! Not sure on how things would work given time periods and such, but I can figure it out. And I'd have to think if I actually WANT to write his character. will also write a drabble in the future if I feel up for it!

[surplus-pink]

She didn't need to be told, Pearl almost automatically plucking a few answering notes on her own stringed instrument for Moon. An easy grin on her face as she looked at each child before back up to Adara.

"Sure. It's never a bad time for music, especially if it can help make new friends."

Off-season at the beach was not known to draw many people. The chill sand and frigid waters were enough to drive most tourists away.

..Unless you were a tourist with a magical inclination toward warmth.

A red parisol, held by a woman in equally-vibrant shades of crimson floated along the coast. A light breeze ruffled her ink-black hair.

She was not alone. Two small individuals scurried around her like a pair of chicks to their mother hen. Both equally dark-haired, they cast strange shadows as pale sunlight cut trhough the drifting clouds over head: One was taller, bouncier. Unable to stand still in this fun, new environment. She also seemed to have four arms and a tail.... The other, was tiny, quiet, and was clutching a miniscule guitar to her chest as though she feared it would sprout legs and run off at any moment. ...She also appeared to have beak where her mouth should be. ((The Missmatched Quartett)) (sorry this is late)

Off Season. On Season. The beach never lost it's magic for Pearl. Ever since she'd ended up on the planet Earth, it was the landscape that had "spoken" to her the most.

It helped that as a Gem, things like temperature didn't affect her like it would most. So she too walked along in the cold sands, bare feet leaving a trail of solitary foot prints behind her.

It was with surprise when she realized others were on the beach, and it only grew as she neared and recognized the dark haired woman in the distance.

"....Adara...?"

[adara-of-the-flame]

(Late Valentine’s Day ask!)

SilSol whistled a sweet lil tune as he approached Adara from behind. All four hands delicately held and simultaneously hid a gift he had been working on for quite a while. He lowered his head to rub his cheek against hers. It looked like today, both halves were in complete agreement on something, seeing as the Urskek looked closer to his original appearance. Even with the swirls of wrinkles that his separated halves share still visible.

“Happy day of hearts,” he hummed before holding up the gift in Adara’s view. It was small compared to his hands, but it could be comfortably held in both of Adara’s hands.

The gift in question was a light pink, quart’s like structure with a red rose trapped inside. Magically preserved by the surrounding mineral and once loose petals meticulously arranged to resemble a flame. The quarts was vaguely shaped like how he saw hearts, with any imperfections left alone to be genuine.

“For you and your bright heart.” ~ kaiju-crimson-storyandask

To see Adara's eyes then...

No, to see her heart...

She kept it 'on' more often now, when it was just the two of them. And, it was aglow with radiance. Her warm cheek rubbed in open reciprocation against his.

"Oh, Sweet-heart..." He was 'Sweet-heart' now, to her. 'Dark-Heart' was a thing of the past. She took the prize delicately, like a fragile thing, like a newborn baby.

She eyed it carefully. So much detail. Organic. Inorganic. Arranged in eternal unity. Not unlike a couple of lovers.

Not unlike them.

Not unlike him.

"It's beautiful! I think...I think I'll put it right here." In the kitchen window. Where all the family will see when they gather, when they cook together. To shine on them all.

"I...I got you something, too." The flame woman admitted. "Though, I didn't make it." She pulled a smalish, hinged, velvet box out of her pocket. For months, Adara had searched, and saved. What she was looking for wasn't easy to find.

Inside the box was a heart. Strung on gold, perfectly cut with 59 sparkling facets. Pink tourmaline. Radiently pink, flawlessly clear. "I read pink tourmaline is supposed to calm anxiety and uplift moods. And, I always felt bad that you couldn't eat sweets durring holidays, so I thought....pink tourmaline light might taste sweet to you. Like candy?"

The heart on a strand already caught the light of the sun, reflecting a thousand tiny chips of pink.

[obscurebelief]

A noise came from the kitchen. Adara blinked from her place in bed. Since coming to this Inn in England, finding the young man she more or less saw as her son again, and pretty much settled into this family, the flame woman had come to consider the kitchen her own domain. Since she'd become the cook and all.

So, what the heck was going on in there?

Needless to say, Credence had planned to make a good feast since Adara had worked so hard. And he was okay at it, though he was better at the most basic of things like soup and bread.

He had white patches on his hair and clothes from flour that had found its way on the black. He had been up for a few hours trying and looking at the recipes.

Aberforth had ignored the noise best he could but each sound made him dread what he would be walking into.

Credence was making mashed potatoes, ham, turkey, and everything he assumed would be considered a great Christmas dinner. He was probably more of a mess than the kitchen. But thankfully nothing has burned yet.

[red-man-of-mustache]

Where's The Candy Gonna Go?

Okay, so, of all people Mario could be visiting on this day he chose a lonelier figure: The Shadow Queen! He thought that she could use a bit of company and festivity to brighten up her disposition especially after being woken up so suddenly. With a calmer demeanor after their world-ending battle and the few times he's seen her since then this should go well! Plus, everyone is dressing up so they should be fine walking around. Unless, somehow, she knew about Halloween and had decided to further dress up...

Besides, free candy! They would just need to keep an eye out for any offending parties who decide to ingule the "Trick" part of Trick-Or-Treat.

Aaaaanyway, These thoughts and musings once more brought Mario to the depths of Rogueport. Then to the mighty structure of the so-called Thousand Year Door. Even with her seal broken the latent power in the air was palpable. Mario always felt a pressure while here but luckily it wasn't viral like a few other foes he'd faced. In the spirit of the happy holiday Mario had dressed up: he was currently garbed as a Magikoopa. A blue robe over his body with a matching hat(not cap) that reached high above his head. He even had a wand! Though it was a replica it was made of the proper material. A good fake for a good costume. When near enough to the Thousand-Year Door Mario took a deep breathe, sack in his free hand, then he knocked upon it with his wand. Afterwards, he puffed his chest and put that air to use he had held in.

"TRICK-OR-TREAT!!"

@adara-of-the-flame