#also luce is like. a name. that exists

[blinday]

You can pry Luce and her friends from my cold dead hands.

so you're telling me that the Catholics have a new mascot that's a cute anime-style blue-eyed teal-haired anime (girl(???) or boy, possibly???) and her name is Luce? As in latin for light, so they're a bearer of light? like... Lucifer? Okay.

[gavotte-paradisio]

Beauty

A song by the Mad Herald (one of my Meadowlark/Yaelokre OC's)

There once was a beautiful baby

Her mother said that she was sent by a god

But as she began to grow older

It was clear that she was quite odd

Beauty, where have you gotten to?

Beauty, where have you been?

To have such a gorgeous mind up in the moonlands

Why, it is almost a sin

She fought with both teachers and other children

In her wake, left a river of tears

Yet the tears made her only seem stranger

So she grew up a bundle of fears

Beauty, where have you gotten to?

Beauty, where have you been?

To have such a gorgeous mind up in the moonlands

Why, it is almost a sin

She finally found her a calling

And dutifully stayed the course

Yet the footpath seemed so long and daunting,

For most of her peers owned a horse

Beauty, where have you gotten to?

Beauty where have you been?

To have such a gorgeous mind up in the moonlands

Why, it is almost a sin

But then the unthinkable happened

The Beauty vanished in thin air

She left not a note to her kinfolk

But she's glad to be out of their hair

Some say she drowned in the river

Some say she ran off with a prince

Some say she's a sprite in the forest

All we know is no one's seen her since

Beauty, where are you going?

Beauty, where have you gone?

And how did we not see this coming?

For you always were an odd one

[magics-neptunes-things]

Winter is coming

Hi guys!

This is the first time I try to write with two existing people, I hope it suits you. I don't really know what to think about it to be honest.

Also I apologize if there are weird things, I received a new lava lamp that bubbles for my birthday and it hypnotizes me x)

Do not hesitate if you have suggestions or requests, I will respond as soon as possible ♥

It was a request right here by the way.

TW : Mention of nudity

Enjoy!

P.S I'm sorry for the title

The icy Swedish cold seems to pierce the Barcelona players tonight, during the game between FC Barcelona and Rosengård. Apart from Ingrid Engen and her Norwegian origins, most Spanish players seem to suffer particularly from the cold. Despite the relatively easy win as the match ended with a 5-0 for Barcelona, Lucy can only notice Ona’s defeated and tense face.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the English decides, despite their vain attempts to keep their couple deprived, of joining her, the need to know what’s happening to Ona more important than her desires for discretion. Ona doesn’t turn around when Lucy calls her name, a bottle under her arm and applauding, her face turned towards the audience.

In a few strides, Lucy finally reaches her height, gently placing her hand on the neck of the young woman. This doesn’t prevent Ona from being a little startled before relaxing when she realizes that it’s only Lucy who is behind her.

"Is everything okay?" Lucy asks, immediately seeking to plunge her eyes into Ona’s.

"I'm fine" Ona simply replies, without even trying to smile.

This seems to quickly alert the English, perhaps a little too used to seeing Ona smiling and radiant at her side. Ona puts her hands on her face while Lucy speaks again.

"It doesn’t look like it"

Lucy’s tone is gentle and delicate, certifying that there is only concern behind it and that it isn’t for the push to confession in any way. The attention warms the heart of the Catalan, unlike her sore fingers.

"I’m fine, Luce. I’m just cold" begins Ona before turning in the direction of the English. "I just couldn’t wait for the game to end. The last ball I took from my head gave me the impression that I was given a huge slap on the face"

To explain better, Ona carries a gloved hand on the side of her face, making Lucy laugh softly.

"Nice assist anyway" compliments the brunette, making Ona smile. "I'm going to the locker room before losing all my fingers. You come with me?"

Ona nods and follows in Lucy’s footsteps, seizing her gourd to drink some water, regretting however that it’s not a good hot tea. Shivers run through all her body all the way to the dressing room and she willingly wraps herself in a blanket when she’s inside.

"I have no desire to undress" Ona admits from the bench on which she sits, huddled under her blanket.

"I can give you a hand if you want" Lucy offers with a grin.

Ona laughs softly and shakes her head, trying not to let her eyes slide too often towards Lucy who is changing. She is helped a little by their teammates who join little by little the locker room, Aitana seems even more disturbed by the cold than her. Unlike Ona, Aitana almost never left Spain to play, so she never had to face Manchester’s winter on a daily basis.

Lost in her thoughts, Ona realizes that Lucy is completely changed only when she comes to sit next to her on the bench. She passes her hand energetically into the back of the Catalan, seeking to create a friction to warm her.

"How about not showering now and taking a nice warm bath back at the hotel?" whispers Lucy to Ona while bowing an eyebrow.

"I really like this idea" Ona says with a smile.

Ona finally found the courage to get out of her blanket to change also, putting on with relief several layers of clothes to warm up as much as possible. In the bus taking them back to the hotel, Ona sits on a seat next to the window and Lucy doesn’t hesitate a single second before sitting next to her. They have no particular rules and sit very often next to other people, but this evening the older one have the impression that there is more than the cold which bothers Ona.

Ona gradually lets herself go against Lucy and when the bus finally starts once everyone has arrived, the head of the youngest is fully on Lucy’s shoulder. Even if Ona is tactile and her love language is physical contact, she isn’t the type to have such intimate gestures in public. But Lucy says nothing, promising herself to ask Ona questions once they are in their hotel room. And when Lucy gently puts her hand on Ona’s leg, she tightens a little more against her.

After a group meal in the hotel’s dining room, Ona quickly returns to their room but it’s only a few minutes after Lucy joins her. When the brunette arrives in their room, Ona is on the phone and speaks quickly in what Lucy recognizes to be Catalan. Understanding that her girlfriend is either on the phone with her mother or her older brother, Lucy gently closes the door behind her and approaches her girlfriend from behind.

"Say hello to them for me" Lucy whispers in Ona’s ear before kissing her neck.

The shivers that runs through Ona isn’t related to the cold this time, but to the pleasant sensation of Lucy’s lips on her skin. Smiling softly, Ona turns her head in Lucy’s direction with a small smile.

An exchange of eyes later while the interlocutor of Ona tells her something, Lucy smiled softly at Ona before kissing her nose and letting her go. Seeing Ona’s sulky face, Lucy smiled softly.

"I’ll prepare the bath" she whispers again.

Ona nods and sits on their bed to end her conversation, her eyed following Lucy as she sneaks into the bathroom. It’s not every time there’s a bathtub in their hotel rooms, but since there’s one it’s great to enjoy it, right?

When Ona joins Lucy a few minutes later in the bathroom, the bathtub is fully filled and Lucy is adding foam.

"Tadam!" Lucy happily sings, triggering the laughter of the Catalan. "Lady Batlle’s bath is ready"

"It’s Miss for now, thank you very much"

Lucy smirk for any answer, watching Ona get rid of the thick sweatshirt she had been wearing until now.

"Aren’t you coming with me?"

Ona’s question is posed with a touch of concern when she realizes that Lucy doesn’t make the slightest gesture to join her while she is on almost entirely ready to enter the bathtub.

"If you want, but I wanted to let you relax before I talk to you about something."

Lucy almost immediately regrets her choice of words when she sees Ona’s face painted with worry. The brunette frozes, with only one leg entered in the water while she was stepping over the bathtub.

"Nothing dramatic Oni, don’t worry" adds Lucy, smiling affectionately to reassure her.

It only seems to work half way, since even if she ends up nodding and sitting in the hot water, Ona’s gaze is always anxious. Deciding to join her instead of mentally slapping herself, Lucy gets rid of her clothes, leaving them on the pile of clothes already formed by those of Ona.

Settling behind Ona, Lucy sighs of relief as she feels her muscles relax in the hot water. Even if she seemed less affected by the cold than Ona, this didn’t prevent that it was probably not her favorite conditions to play a football match.

"Come here, Love"

Passing her arms on each side of Ona’s body, Lucy draws her all against her, smiling when she feels Ona pressing her face into the hollow of her neck. Sliding her fingers along her hips, the English girl thinks about the best way to engage the conversation. The language difference between them was never a problem, Ona speaks really good English despite her accent that Lucy simply finds adorable. And Lucy understands Spanish perfectly well and also does well in this language by spending time with their Spanish teammates.

"What did you want to talk about?" asks Ona, interrupting Lucy’s thoughts.

"You"

The answer seems to surprise the Catalan who takes off her face to be able to better observe her girlfriend.

"Me?"

"Yes, I think you looked trouble by something. As if you were thinking of something, not really here you know? I know you told me it was the cold, but I feel like there’s something else"

Ona briefly bites her lip before answering, choosing the words she will use to not lie to Lucy without worrying her too much.

"I’m a little tired, that’s all" Ona replies, continuing to see Lucy’s unconvinced gaze. "I’ve been playing a lot lately between the national team and Barca. And even though I love it and wouldn’t do anything else, tonight was really complicated for me. I was exhausted at the end of the game."

"Why didn’t you ask for a replacement?"

Lucy furrowed her eyebrows when Ona shrug, turning her head to look ahead. Her back leaning against Lucy’s front.

"I won’t let the team down"

Knowing Ona’s determined and stubborn character, Lucy can only imagine perfectly the reasons that pushed Ona to finish the match as planned in Jona’s head. And, knowing also that it’s useless to discuss with the Spanish for the moment, Lucy decides instead to change the subject. For the moment. Or rather try to relax Ona as much as possible. Stepping back a few centimeters, Lucy put her hands in the back of the brunette, drawing her tattoos with her fingertips before starting to massage her back. She presses her fingers along the shoulder blades and the neck of Ona, taking the time for each of the muscles of the Spaniard.

"Madre mia" moans Ona, making Lucy smile.

"Are you moaning already?" jokes Lucy maliciously.

It also amuses the youngest, who gives her a little playful slap on the leg. But apart from that, she remains peacefully motionless, too relieved by the attentions that Lucy brings her.

"You are so tense" the English mumbles feeling the muscle knots everywhere in her back.

Ona humms simply for any answer, eyes closed and as transported elsewhere by the benefits of this massage. She could fall asleep on the spot. But her smile was reborn on her lips when she felt Lucy’s lips again on her neck and in her neck.

"Is that part of the massage?"

"Only for you"

"Because you massage a lot of other people?" Ona informs herself, an innocent look on her face.

"No" laughs Lucy. "On the other hand if someone other than me does it to you, you have to inform me because I need to kill him"

Ona laughs softly and opens her eyes, tightening a little more against her girlfriend’s body, tilting her head back to look at her.

"I’ll think about it the next time I go to the physios at the training center"

Even if the sentence is said in the tone of the joke, Ona can’t help but feel a heat wave in the hollow of her belly by noticing the upset air that emerges for a few moments on Lucy’s face. The idea that she may be jealous for her will never cease to amaze her.

"Bésame, por favor" murmurs Ona.

Obviously, Lucy oblige and quickly breaks the few inches existing between their lips. Soft and tender at first, the kiss deepens when Ona raises her hand to place it on Lucy’s cheek and keep it longer against her.

A few minutes later, Ona had turn around in Lucy’s arms to sit on her lap, causing them both to lose their balance when Lucy slips into the tub and finds herself lying on her back.

When their laughter ends up interrupting, their glances plunge into each other. One arm holding her firmly against her, Lucy gently pushes back a long strand of brown hair behind Ona’s shoulder.

"You may decide not to take care of yourself, but count on me to make sure you do, Ona. And you can also count on me to take care of you. And you can talk to me if you need to, you don’t have to do all by yourself. I’m here for you that’s what a relationship is about to. Let me be there for you."

What’s the answer to that? Ona, who is still struggling to realize that her celebrity crush is sincerely and deeply infatuated with her, finds herself suddenly without knowing what to say. But, luckily, Lucy to find all the words she can’t pronounce in her beautiful chocolate eyes.

"I’m so in love with you"

Ona’s confession, pronounced no higher than a murmur is however perfectly understandable in the tranquility of the bathroom. Only the lapping of the water is audible, adding to the serenity of the moment.

"I’m in love with you too" whispers Lucy in return, smiling, before stretching her neck a few centimeters to capture once again Ona’s lips with hers.

[sheeple]

Miracles don't exist | Chapter 7: 12 Grimmault Place

Genre(s): Riddle!reader / Slytherin!reader / kinda slowburn / little happy moments Fandom(s): Harry Potter Pairing(s): Theodore Nott x Reader / Harry Potter x Riddle!reader Summary: Being the Dark Lord's daughter and raised under the strict supervision of the Malfoy's is no easy life. Especially if you start crushing on your father's arch-nemesis, Harry Potter. And that while being engaged to one of his follower’s sons. Warning(s): None this chapter [Masterlist] [Mini masterlist] [Playlist]

Come to the alley behind the Three Broomsticks

─ S.B.

This is the last letter you received from Sirius before the Christmas break. You knew that he couldn't just pick you up from King's Cross Station, with his status as an escapee from Azkaban. Harry gave you a brief one-over about the situation with Sirius, Harry's parents, and a man called Wormtail.

So, that's why you stand behind said pub, snow up to your ankles. A popping sound not far from you is head and you turn your head. 

"Professor Lupin?", you ask surprised, seeing your previous DADA teacher appear from nowhere. 

He smiles softly, putting his hands in his coat pocket, "Just Remus is alright. Or Lupin. I'm no longer your teacher."

You nod, grabbing your suitcase and turn your body fully towards the man. "I assume you're the one who brings me to Sirius?"

Lupin shushes you, looking around for any onlookers. You snap your mouth shut. Lupin holds his arm out for you to take, and you do it unsurely. There is a pull on your navel and gone you are.

Not a moment later, you appear on a doorstep. As you stumble forwards, unsteady on your feet. The door swings open and you fall inside. A yelp escapes your lips and a groan once you land on your face.

Two pairs of arms help you up and steady you on your feet. Embarrassed, you wipe your hair out of your face and look at Sirius.

You've never actually met him, only read his scratchy handwriting. He is pale with his cheeks and eyes slightly sunken into and dark hair that's well trimmed. His suit is big on him and tattoos peak from under his dress shirt. He's exactly like Harry described him.

But you also see the resemblance between you and him. It's in the eyes. You both have the same eyes and look in them.

Sirius is nervous. His hands can't stay still as he sees you take him in. And he can't help to do the same. Your hair is dishevelled, but he notices it looks wild nonetheless. You're dressed in a fluffy sweater and well-tailored coat, mittens adorning your hands.

You're not sure what to say to Sirius. But thankfully you don't have to because Professor Lupin mumbles something about not leaving the house, to the both of you.

"Wait", you call out, turning to the man, "I need to do some Christmas shopping..."

Lupin sighs, pursing his lips before sighing again. "When?"

"I beg you a pardon?"

"When do you want to go shopping? I'll pick you up, bring you to wherever you want to go shopping and I want you back in a certain amount of hours."

You swallow, just understanding the level of discreetness that comes with staying with an escapee. "Wednesday? Two o'clock for four hours?"

Lupin nods and turns around, disappearing with a pop.

"Let me... take you to your room", says Sirius after a moment of silence, the both of you not knowing what to say to each other. 

As you are about to reach for your suitcase, Sirius stops you. "I've got a house elf for that. KREACHER?!" Sirius bellows the name of the poor elf, and you flinch. Sirius notices and visibly looks bad.

You wave him off. "I'm sorry, it's okay... It just reminds me of how Uncle Luce used to treat our previous house elf; Dobby. Kind creature, but skittish thanks to how my family treated him."

Sirius' brows knit as he takes your suitcase himself, leading you up the staircase of the townhouse. "Uncle Luce? You're not talking about Lucious Malfoy, are you?"

You bite your bottom lip, glancing down at the dusty dark green runner on the wooden floor. You don't dare to look up, afraid of what Sirius' expression will be. "Uncle Lucious and Aunt Narcissa Malfoy", you admit in a small voice.

Going up another set of stairs, Sirius hums. "So, you're not Cissy's kid. And there is no way they would take in Andy's. So that means you are..."

He stops a couple steps up from you, turning around to look at you. Truly look at you. And he sees the true resemblance. There are no words needed, you understand what he implicates.

"Why aren't you called Lestrange then?" Sirius is blunt, an abhor for his cousin clearly in his eyes.

You know it's best to lie until you know he is safe to trust. And he won't murder you. Or call someone who will. "Because Rodolphus Lestrange isn't my father. I don't know who it is. Nobody knows, only Bellatrix. And she's locked up."

It's an easy lie. One you've told many, many times. It's a lie that seems to satisfy Sirius. 

He nods and continues his trek up the stairs, you in tow. He stops at a door and opens it. The door creaks and the room behind is dark and dusty. Nobody has lived in this house for a long time. And it shows. Everything is hanging on threads, from the curtains to the cushions on the bed. Mould grows on the ceiling and some floorboards look like they are ready to cave in if you even look at them.

"It's not much, but it's the best room so far", admits Sirius sheepishly.

You turn towards your cousin and smile. "It's great. Thank you. For letting me stay here during Christmas."

Sirius gives you a small smile, "it was no problem. I like the company. I'll leave you alone to it. To unpack and such. Feel free to roam around, no room is off-limits. I only ask you to knock on the doors before entering."

You nod and Sirius takes his leave, disappearing down the creaking staircase.

Closing the door behind you, you throw your suitcase on the bed. A dust cloud pouffes up and you cough. You open the curtains and open the window as wide as it goes, letting the fresh air fill the room.

A large four-poster bed is placed in the middle of the room against the wall, and an ottoman is at the foot of the bed. A desk is under the window with a chair. On the other side of the room, next to the oaken closet, is a reading chair that would have been quite comfortable before the moths have taken over. 

The colours of the room remind you of your dorm: dark, almost black wood and dark green colours. Obviously has House Black been a proud Slytherin family.

After unpacking and somewhat un-dusting the bed, you peek your head outside of the room, listening. The house creaks and groans, as if it breathes. They say a house lives after many generations have stayed in it. 

You're out to find the bathroom, a nifty thing if you have to pee in the night. You do as Sirius has said, and knock on the first door you want to open, waiting for a second or two out of respect, before you open it slowly. Another bedroom. 

After two more doors, you've found the bathroom. It's like the rest of the house; dark, dusty, and mouldy. But the water is running and even some hot wat streams out of the faucet after a minute. So that's good.

Making your way downstairs ─ leaving the exploring to another day ─ you end up in a large formal room with a family tree as wallpaper. Some faces are blacked out, and you trace the spot above Sirius' name.

"My mother did that."

You jump up in the air and turn around to face Sirius with wide eyes, your heart beating in your throat. Sirius says nothing but comes to stand next to you, his hands in the pockets of his trousers.

"The night I ran away to stay with the Potters, my mother erased me from the family tree. She has done the same to Andy." He points to another burn mark, between your mother and your aunt. Do you have another aunt?

"Why?", is all you ask.

The answer is simple. "Andromeda married a muggle-born."

Your eyes travel around the room, seeing not many blackened portraits. Looking back to Andromeda, you spot your mother. And under her...

"That's me." You reach out and touch your portrait. It's quite nicely done. "Is it enchanted?", you question.

Sirius nods. "One of our ancestors did many, many years ago. We don't even know anymore."

He suddenly straightens his back and turns towards you. "I've made some lunch. Do you want to join me?" Sirius looks unsure.

You smile up at him heartily. "I would love to."

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True love kiss

Dream of the endless x female reader 

Careful, spoilers if you didn’t read the comics. 

The Kindly Ones didn't really live up to their name. There was really nothing nice about them, although their function did not require them to show kindness, but to bring justice and punishment after a serious crime had been committed.

Normally, Morpheus and his entire kingdom should have been wiped out after the murder of his son. Infanticide could not be tolerated.

But the Kindly Ones listened to Caliope's complaint. They listened to the story of the young Delight, now Delirium, who had lost her mind long ago, while remaining the wisest of them all.

Although the crime was proven, Orpheus had requested that his father release him from his condition, so that his aunt could be able to take him to his wife. They couldn't not punish him, but they could accept mitigating circumstances.

A choice was therefore made.

"We won't destroy your kingdom, Master of Dreams. Not right away anyway. But you've spent your entire existence hurting others, behaving selfishly, refusing to see what you are. We are wondering if you really deserve to stay, or if a replacement wouldn't be better. So here is our verdict. Like those who enter your realm, you will fall asleep, and only someone who loves you, and who has always loved you, feeling no bitterness towards you, can ward off this fate. The longer it takes, the more your power will decline, and your sister will have to come and put an end to all this, before the dreams become only a vague memory. We have spoken."

Dream didn't have time to answer that it would probably be faster to destroy him now, because he couldn't see who could have loved him without ever resenting him. He fell asleep, and the Kindly Ones let the dreams take care of their unconscious creator.

It had not been specified what form of love it was, so the other Endless came to see their brother, and each of them spoke to him, took his hand, and kissed him on the cheek, but without result.

They had all had, during their long existence, a quarrel with Morpheus, and although they all loved him, their relationship was not perfect.

It was exactly the same with his former lovers. Most of them didn't even agree to come, or only to have the pleasure of seeing him fragile and vulnerable.

The others secretly hoped to wake him up, thereby regaining his love, their place by his side, and a chance to rule the dream realm.

"Good thing that freaky woman didn't make it. She kissed the boss for almost five minutes, yuck ! I felt like pulling her hair to pull her away."

"The noble fairy queen Titania is not a freaky woman, Matthew."

"I thought she was married ?"

"She is, Mervyn. Fairies don't care about that sort of thing. There's some repairs to be done in the north wing, please. Matthew and I will find something else."

"Quick, Luce. I can try to fix it, but if the boss doesn't wake up soon, it won't help."

All dreams and nightmares had also tried, at Lucienne's request and because they didn't want to die with their creator, but none of them seemed to love him enough to lift the curse.

After several days, there were only two options left.

"Option one, we must seek out a mortal. We have asked all other beings that exist and know of Lord Morpheus."

"And the second option ?" Matthew asked, tilting his head.

"... We accept that we are going to disappear."

"I'm going to the Waking world. Although I'm not sure who to look for."

Dream had never been very close to the dreamers, let alone mortal dreamers. He didn't really hold them in his heart, considering that humans were terribly selfish and cruel. It hadn't really improved since his confinement.

Yet he had some friends on Earth. In any case people with whom he discussed, like Constantine, Mad Hetty, Rose or Hob.

They were all shocked to learn what was happening to the master of stories, and they agreed to try to help, but again, it didn't yield any results.

All hope seemed lost.

"So it's over ? There's nothing to be done ? Everyone tried and nothing worked ?"

"No, Robert Gadling, nothing worked."

"Damn. Not even with Y/N ? Damn."

"... Who is Y/N ?"

The librarian had vaguely heard of Y/N. A friend of Hob, a strange young girl, with whom Lord Morpheus often argued. When he spoke of her, it was to repeat how annoying she could be.

"They adore each other." Hob said with a big smile. "They're dumb and shy. Once they're in the same room, they can't stop yelling at each other to hide their feelings. I thought it was funny at first. Now it's kind of boring."

"Even if you were right about the feelings they might have for each other, I don't think that's what we're looking for. The person has to love them, have always loved them, with no resentment."

"I don't think they've ever really argued over anything. Anything real I mean. Y/N asks me about him all the time, pretending not to care about the answer, but she freaks out if I say he's not well. She criticizes him, but always finds good excuses for him despite everything. She is convinced that he will never be able to fall in love with someone like her, but she remains hopeful. In any case, she dreams of being with him. We could try."

It wouldn't cost anything to try, so Matthew went to visit Y/N to explain the situation.

At first, as Hob had said, she was very attentive and obviously ready to follow him to help Dream. Then the raven explained to her what she should do, and she seemed more hesitant.

"... I don't understand what you want from me."

"Well, we don't really know. Being there, for sure, telling him you love him, or showing him. A kiss, maybe. That works well in storytelling."

"... I have to tell Morpheus I love him and kiss him ? Why would I do that ?"

"To help him ? If it works, that'll be great."

"No, it won't be 'great'." replied the young woman, grimacing. "He'll laugh at me. Or he'll pity me, not knowing how to tell me he doesn't feel the same way. We won't be able to stay friends. I'll be ashamed !"

"I don't think the boss will laugh."

"Sorry, I don't think so either. He'll be nice, he'll try not to hurt me."

"Or will he tell you that he loves you too ?"

"You are funny, little raven." Y/N sighed, stroking his head. "What if it doesn't work?"

"So we are lost."

It didn't make her happy, but Y/N ended up entering the Dreaming with Matthew, accompanying him to Morpheus's bedside, who still hadn't moved.

There was a lot of hesitation. A long discussion with Lucienne, Merv and Matthew. Insults towards Hob, for having talked too much. The fear of being humiliated. The certainty that it wouldn't work, because even though Y/N vaguely admitted to being in love, that didn't mean that she had never been mad at Morpheus. There was also the possibility that it wouldn't work because he didn't love her back.

But Y/N really loved the master of dreams, so she approached him, ready to try anything to make him wake up.

The kiss was quick. Almost shy. She backed away to a corner of the room, not knowing if she wanted to see the outcome, or what outcome she would have wanted to see.

Then there was a movement.

"Glad you're back with us, boss."

"Thank you Matthew. What happened ?"

"Well..." Lucienne began.

"Nothing. Nothing happened, we are all happy with this happy ending, and I would like to go home, now."

Dream watched Y/N for a long time, probably wondering what she was doing here, but he nodded before waving his hand to send her back to her house as she had requested.

Like his subjects, part of him wanted to respect her request for silence.

 Something had happened and she didn't want to talk about it. But Morpheus was curious by nature. He didn't like not knowing, especially if it concerned him and his kingdom.

Several times he tried to understand, by asking specific questions, but the librarian was far too intelligent to be fooled, Mervyn pretended not to understand, the two brothers went to hide in their house.

Only Matthew seemed ready to give in, torn between his loyalty to his creator, and his gratitude to Y/N.

It was a human who offered him the answer. A human who always offered the answers.

"I'm really very happy to see you again, my friend. You're early."

"I'm also glad to be back, Hob Gadling. I deserved my punishment, but the world needs me. I'm a necessity."

"So how did things turn out in the end ? Y/N wouldn't tell me."

"It is complicated."

"Everything is always complicated with you, my friend. I don't understand why. She loves you. The kiss proves it, showing that she never held a grudge. And maybe it shows that you love her too. Yes, she's mortal, but she could become like me. It's really not that complex."

"She's right, you're too talkative." sighed the  raven. "I should have agreed to go and poke your head when she asked me... Boss ? Where's the boss ?!"

"Sleeping Beauty is probably on his way to find his princess."

"Alright, that's it, I'm going to prick your head, you asked for it."

Meanwhile, Y/N was trying not to jump as Morpheus appeared in her bathroom. Fortunately, she was already in her pajamas, but she hesitated to throw her comb in his face.

"I troubled you." whispered the master of dreams with a strange look. "Forgive me."

"I guess endless beings don't really have the concept of doors, privacy, and showers. Do you shower ? No, you have to have magical skin and hair that's always clean."

"Technically, we don't have bodies or hair."

"What can I do for you ?" she asked hesitantly, hoping he wasn't there to talk about what had happened, definitely not ready to have her heart broken.

"Hob explained to me that you saved me."

"Hmm."

"By kissing me."

"Hmm."

"Because you are in love with me."

"Hmm hmm."

"You are very troubled now." he said again, still with that look. He seemed scared, which wasn't normal. A child who thought he had done something stupid, and that he was going to be punished by being abandoned on the side of the road.

During their short trip to the Dreaming, Matthew had spoken a bit about his master's love life. He had heard rumors, and he had seen certain disasters. Dream was really bad when it came to relationships. All kinds of relationships, with his family, with his subjects, with those who wanted to be his friends, and with his lovers.

He was always saying or doing something that upset them, hurt them, and make them leave.

The proof was that they had all tried to wake him up, and that none of them had succeeded, because they had all at least once felt some resentment towards him.

All except Y/N.

There were times when he could be a real pain, but she never really blamed him, forgiving him right away, because he wasn't human, he didn't understand everything, and especially because she couldn't resist his big eyes and desperate pout, when he was unable to apologize, while not wanting to lose her.

That was what was happening now. Although she wasn't sure yet why he had come, Morpheus was afraid to act like the idiot he could be, and scare away the only person who had shown unfailing affection for him.

"I'm probably confused because you are here to tell me that you are grateful, but that you prefer that we remain friends. I would have understood that without you having to come see me."

"I'm not here for that."

"Hmm."

"I still find it hard to believe that you ever hated me, even a little bit. And I can't guarantee that you'll never have reason to hate me. The Kindly Ones cast this spell on me to a good reason. But if you... If I..."

Y/N silenced him by pressing her lips against his, before pulling away just as quickly, waiting for cries of anger.

Instead, Morpheus looked shocked for a brief moment, before throwing himself on her to kiss her again and again, much better at it than speaking.

Maybe that wasn't what the Kindly Ones had planned, certain that no one could truly love Dream of the Endless, dooming him to die and be replaced.

Or they were giving him one chance, one last chance, and if he didn't stop behaving like a selfish fool, hurting and losing Y/N, then he would be alone on top of his mountain, and he would call his older sister to put an end to his stupidity.

But for the moment everything was fine, the Dreaming was here, its inhabitants were safe, and Morpheus continued to kiss Y/N, full of love, fear and gratitude.

[presidenthades]

if aemon baelon or alyssa lived, what do you think about velagirls and targbros?

I think aemon very liked Jacare. And Alyssa very love Lucera

If these three guys lived, the history of Westeros would change a lot, and some of their grandkids might not even exist. But let’s say they all live, and somehow all the ensuing marriages and children remain the same.

We don’t know why Aemon and Jocelyn never had more children after Rhaenys—most likely they either had issues conceiving after, or Jocelyn had issues giving birth. But it seems safe to assume that Aemon was OK with having Rhaenys as his presumed heir, or at least having his line pass through her to her son.

I think Aemon would be most fond of his great-granddaughter who is most similar to his only child, which would be Jace. He might also have a bias for his great-nephew Aemond, who is studious (and has a similar name to him).

Baelon’s primary character descriptions are a) brave, b) loved his brother, c) loved his wife, d) consumed by grief later in life. It’s really hard to say if he would have a favorite grandkid. My guess is Daeron?

As for Alyssa, I agree she would love Luce the most. Also Baela.

[katzkinder]

We know so damn little about Luce and her relationship with the other Arcobaleno but damn if it isn’t fun to speculate about it and the complicated feelings they all have about her

She was the one who helped to smooth away the rough edges Reborn had built by the time they met, who made him feel relaxed, at ease, like maybe the world isn’t as bad as he thought

She was the one who helped Fon learn to maintain his perpetual calm and always treated him as a friend even when others became frightened after an outburst showed just how destructive he could be.

The one who always smiled and treated Skull kindly, the one who not only allowed but even encouraged Colonello to join them, the one who mediated their arguments and gave them an unconditional love and helped them to build a family with one another.

The one who did all this knowing she would also be instrumental to taking it all away

And even so

They can’t hate her

She was theirs, as much as they were hers

If, by some twisted miracle, she appeared in front of them again, though…

They know where they would go

And they know she would be so damn happy, that it’s not with her

The Arcobaleno system is one which fosters love for the sole purpose of breaking it to pieces in the name of a “greater good”

Luce couldn’t possibly have known that they would find happiness, years and years into the future, long after she vanished from their lives

But she would have seen that no future exists in which they forgive her, in which they’re able to see her again, before her time is due

It’s for the best.

All she can do is hope, and pray, and I wonder if maybe, just maybe, wherever she went after she died… She was able to meet a certain man, who pointed her to a certain time, and allowed her to see through a certain ring

That her prayers have been answered in the form of a boy named Sawada Tsunayoshi

[theverumproject]

Writing Share Tag!

Thanks for the tag @nczaversnick

I haven't shared anything in a long while, lol.

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Upon returning from the bathroom, Luce's eyes didn't have to wander far, she saw the unthinkable… A bug! With quick steps she approached the little creature and let herself fall to the floor. Once she was close enough, her face was just a few centimeters from the bug’s.

“Hello little friend! My name is Luce, who are you? You probably have never been that high up, huh? You must be from Scotland, right? You're a Scottish bug. Does India also have your kind? Are you coming to visit family? I hope you aren't invasive, that wouldn't be good. If you do turn out to be invasive to the Indian lands, please refrain from making any children, ok? Oh and also, if you carry any Scottish diseases that India doesn't have for some reason, I ask of you to please quarantine yourself immediately. Just stay on the plane, ok? Then we'll all be good! Maybe you're on a business trip too? If you do leave, please come back to the plane on the… uhhhh… Just give me your phone number or email address, so that we can discuss the time of departure on a later date. If you aren't back on the plane by that certain date, then I fear you must find your way back home by yourself. Don't get me wrong, I like you, I appreciate your existence… and to be honest… I think you're kind of cute… But we will have other places to be and I also await basic responsibility and punctuality from you”. She smiled at the bug for a moment. “Oh well, I'm thirsty now”.

Luce lifted herself off of the ground and turned to face the two robots, it was the general direction of where she last left her water bottle. The sight in front of her did not surprise her. It happened all the time. 

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Fun fact: The scene immeadiately followed by this scene is of two robots making out, lol.

Open tag!

[bartholomew-junior]

ENDOPARASITIC? THAT HORROR GAME WHERE YOU PLAY AS A GUY WITH 3 OF HIS LIMBS GONE? THAT HAS CHARACTERS OTHER THAN ONE ARM GUY?

yes, and the existence of these three is the basis of nearly all of the endoparasitic fandom (used to be 5 or 6, now just me or maybe another person idk) if you scroll through the fandom tag (#esptc) you’ll see a few others, as well as the main tag, #endoparasitic. i’m gonna go over the existence of these characters in canon, starting with the main character:

CYNTE (one arm guy) CANON:

in the game, he is voiced by gianni matragrano, and we are shown a fair bit of his personality and motive which serves as a catalyst for the plot of the game. as far as we know, he’s got a bucketload of negative character traits, given that he is at least partially to blame for the events of the game. but he is shown as a very determined, ambitious and intelligent character. i strongly, strongly suggest you read the chat logs on the computers in endoparasitic which shows his dialogue and more of his personality, cuz despite his status as one armed protagonist guy, he does have depth which i commend nessa (the writer) for.

and now for the two other characters that are named and (semi) important to the plot. ill start with praví, who is lesser known character when put into comparison with luce and cynte. (i highly suggest you watch a lore video or something)

PRAVÍ CANON:

praví is only seen in a few chat logs and one cutscene (this also applies to luce), so VERY little canon. the things that we do have (where he’s not begging for his life) show him to be levelheaded, an efficient worker, and dare i say laid-back, at least in comparison to cynte. there is something to say about how he ignores luce often, maybe showing less of a concern to people below his station.

LUCE CANON:

she serves as the driving force for the plot, inviting the parasites into the lab and killing everyone because of the manipulation of the nautilus parasites saying that instead of her “”great, smarter, objectively better”” boss, she was chosen to host the parasites. ignored by praví, treated like a child by cynte, she is often portrayed as timid and sentimental, again in comparison to the other two characters. her spiraling into madness was “finding her strength” in a way, and at the end, it is shown that she thinks of cynte as worse than her even though she caused the mass infection, showing her to be just a bit naive and hypocritical.

again, i very strongly urge you to play through the game or check out a lore video if possible. thank you for letting me ramble 👍

[theluciferswar]

Lucifers VS Lucifers : Round 0

Beautifully detailed propaganda on both sides means I had to post it under a readmore

Lucifer (Angels Before Man) : The whole plot of Angels Before Man hinges on Lucifer being madly, spiritually, devotedly in love with Michael. He found free will through love, and that's pretty fucking beautiful.

More than that, though, he's explicitly, canonically right to fight God. He was right!!! The tragedy is that Michael chose God over Lucifer.

Also, ABM!Lucifer is canonically described as having copper skin and amber eyes. He's the most beautiful angel in existence (to the point where other angels can barely look directly at him), and he's brown!!! Like me!! He's the most beautiful man alive, and his official art is my exact skin tone!! This does not have anything to do with the plot of ABM, but it was very validating to read.

In summary, ABM!Lucifer is the tragic gay anti-authority icon we all need. Also, he cut a mf's face off that one time, and I feel we should acknowledge that.

Lucifer (Fallen series) : SPOILERS

The first time we for sure interact with him he is disguised as a gargoyle. A Gargoyle! And he names himself “Bill.” He is beautiful when revealed, so much so that Luce is awestruck even tho she’s been hanging with all these other angelic beings. Finally, he’s a good Lucifer because he basically is the first incel. Nothing is really his fault, it’s all Gd’s or his Ex’s. Plus! He totally was about grooming her the first time and manipulating her to do his biding the second time.

Basically: I’ve never really seen Lucifer as a toxic (ex)boyfriend before, he’s usually all about other sins. Not a commitment kind of guy.

[hopeswriting]

Writing Patterns Meme

[Plain text: "Writing Patterns Meme" in big text. /End PT]

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

i was tagged by @saunne , thank you for the tag!

1. "Luce realizes young her life isn't meant to be hers." - In another life (we smile the same)

2. "Reborn taps his foot against the body securely wrapped in the carpet, then rests his foot on top of it." - haunt me, then!

3. "Reborn gives up on him sooner than he usually does, and Skull waits until he disappears between the trees to relax his shoulders for the first time since they started the shooting practice." - want some help with that? (realizing your feelings for me, that is)

4. "Fon is fresh out of a shower, drying his hair with a towel when someone knocks on the door of his bedroom." - things that are lost (and the things still within reach)

5. "Tsuna opens his eyes normally while his mind snaps awake, ripped away from sleep by the chill running down his spine." - Tsuna's and Xanxus' Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

6. "Skull's all bright purple spread all over his hair and masterfully applied on his face." - rainbows-filled papers

7. "Tsuna has always known what love is." - to be loved

8. ""You're Byakuran, right?" she asks, always recognizing him at first glance in every world despite never having seen him before, and she probably has no idea just how much it means to him." - through the mirror (through your eyes)

9. "Reborn peers up at Tsuna over the paper in his hand, who's anxiously looking at it and him back and forth, and purses his lips." - to be worthy of you

10. "It starts like this: Tsuna's walking to school with Gokudera and Reborn, when he's snatched to the side by the collar of his shirt at the crossroad." - off script

What have we learned?

[Plain text: "What have we learned?" in medium text. /End PT]

the pattern is so clear here, i'm laughing lmao. 😂 well, i seem to start with the (one of the) main character's name for one. also i'm apparently more comfortable getting right down to it? not necessarily with starting with action proper, but it looks like i like to start with my characters already doing something/having done something/being about to do something. or by implying through them something already has happened, or, like. idk, but it's like they didn't come to life the very instant the story starts and they were already existing before and living their lives? or something haha.

on another note, it's not something i had realized AT ALL i do ezfsfds. but also i'm not surprised because characters dynamics and characters' inspection/exploration is my bread and butter and my favorite thing to write about <3

i tag @chierry @ravensilversea @xinhua-jun @leftnotright @steamworksfairy @loneliestmuffin and any of my mutuals/followers i'm not sure have written at least 10 fics haha. (have you @rebo-chan ?) no pressure tho, only if you want!!

[byakuwan]

adding to the list of never-to-be-finished khr fics:

Allerta Meteo ( Extreme Weather Warning )

byakuran & uni AU. not romantic or nsfw, but also not platonic. basically i was just messing around with uni's dedication to her duty and only her duty.

they both understand what it's like to be revered, never being treated as a person - byakuran is a pseudo-god and uni is a pseudo-religious leader.

--

so, luce was the last sky arcobaleno that needed to use the lighthouse. aria never needed to and passed away before the need came up… so uni doesn't know how. but she still needs to harmonize the sky with the earth so that they won't clash for a long time.

that's why she, at a loss, has to find a way to light it without knowing what she's doing.

but she doesn't know where to find it - her grandmother luce did not show her daughter (uni's mother) for a reason: she wanted to be the last one to do it. however, that means now, they don't even know where the tower even is.

she looks all over old documents and legends to try and find it, then runs into that the first arcobaleno was not sepira, her ancestor. his name was byakuran. he was cast away for unknown reasons, and there was no mention of him anywhere else. as the rest of the first arcobaleno still exist in some form… does this mean the first sky arcobaleno does too?

uni searches for the tower and him both. she doesn't know where to find the tower or how to light it when she finds it.

she starts to pray in the hopes her words will reach the first sky arcobaleno in the same way the guardians pray to their own alignment's.

…

and eventually, he responds.

(it was split up into 3 convos but we'll see if i end up talking much about them)

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now for some Actual Context because things were never actually written anyway:

this is in a fantasy au. there is a country with absolutely horrific extreme weather. the people who settled there made a system with the Sky - a vague entity, not a deity - to provide energy to use for flames. unlike the rest of the world's Earth Flames, the Sky Flames are a different system that they use to get the extreme weather phenomena under control.

giotto & guardians were there as the country's founders of course. each type had one of the other initial settlers become an arcobaleno, becoming a pseudo-deity for each one. but the only two people 'attuned' with the Sky enough to do it were giotto and a whimsical weird teenage kid named byakuran. and given that giotto was kinda busy founding the country, byakuran got himself put in the role.

but sometime into the country's development, sepira showed up and was able to 'attune' with the Sky just as much as byakuran did. and as sepira was capable of being a part of the country's governing body (and actually mature and an adult) the country picked her up as the new sky arcobaleno. she was a mortal tho, so even though she did the same things byakuran did, she would end up passing away early as a result.

and meanwhile, weird kid byakuran just kinda Left after being demoted. the Sky never took his pseudo-deity power away from him, so… he's still a weird kid. something like 15-16 and looks like it.

so he went and wandered the world as a whimsical weird kid doing miracles and Sky Flame things, but no one had heard or seen the Sky Flame system and most people just assumed he was a Really weird kid with some combo of earth flames no one he met managed to understand.

and he was like. teenager angst. 'I'm so tired of humanity. literally no one has ever really understood me or taken me seriously except the Sky and I'd rather just go be a hermit with it and nothing else.'

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(anyway back to the starting bit! these are my notes. also uni is == and byakuran is ++ in the convo part.)

i don't think he likes the fact that uni is prepared to die for her country (or something) and he doesn't like her borderline-religion for the Sky. he tells her that the Sky is not something to be worshipped. it is neutral, it is no deity. he knows it better than anyone, he says. if it cared, it would not have let go of him when the country (?) eventually turned against him. it does not care whether uni lives or dies.

and he has no intention of helping a country that doomed him to being a myth and nothing more. "I have no desire to rescue your country from ruin, descendent of Sepira. This is the task of the Sky Arcobaleno, and that is your role."

until she manages to communicate that she understands what he's feeling. being unable to fulfill the entire point of his existence.

++ … Let me ask you a question. Why do you fulfill this role?

== It's my duty - I was born to do this. It's the role of my family. If we can't, there will be no hope for the country… it will fall to ruins. This beautiful country will fall if the lighthouse can't be lit…

++ Is your love of this country greater than the love of your own life?

== … That is why I am here at all. You may think differently after all this time, but you felt this way as well if you chose this role… right?

++ That is a viewpoint I do not share. I chose to become the Sky Arcobaleno for the sake of power, not the role.

Uni… falls silent. She could have been wrong. Maybe Byakuran was ousted for a reason. Maybe the country will still fall no matter what she does.

++ If help was your only request, I decline.

== Wait-- You said you chose to become the Sky Arcobaleno. Were you human before this?

++ All the Arcobaleno were once human.

== Were you ever able to use the role in the way my family was?

++ A few times, but your ancestor was much better. It was never a question.

== Don't you regret it, then? If you had a life before, but sacrificed it for a role that my ancestor eventually replaced you. Even if you had different reasons, you were still thrown away, weren't you?

++ ………..

== … Byakuran?

++ … Hm. Find the lighthouse first. Only then will we speak.

== You'll--

++ We will speak there.

[lea-heartscxiv]

JoeCherry Valentine's Day

JoeCherry were the winners in this poll and here is the date they had on Valentine's Day this year on our sims gameplay.

You can see a fakeshot and extras of JoeCherry in our Blogger. (From me and @van-yangyin)

Blogger: English | Español

Read their date below the cut line ↓

In Kojiro's apartment, someone was spending time on his social networks with Carla.

Kaoru: That's what you think of me? You don't even know me, besides if you know how to do it better than me, why don't you have that many followers? Tch, pathetic. Next time come to one of my events and tell me to my face @/sakurayashikiisanimpostor, you don't even have originality to give yourself a name with your own identity...

Kojiro came out of the genkan and went to the dining room.

Kojiro: Come on Kaoru get dressed, let's go!

Kaoru: Huh? What about Sia la Luce, weren't you working? I was going downstairs now to eat...

Kojiro: I was, I've already closed and picked up everything. I think you were really busy, but we're short on time.

Kaoru: Hey! Where are you rushing off to, Gorilla? Why are we short on time?!

Kojiro: Get dressed and you'll see.

Kaoru went to get dressed and when he came back, the two of them headed for the door.

Kojiro: Not bad at all.

Kaoru: Do you think I always go with the same style?

Kojiro: No, of course. But I'm so used to seeing you always the same, that seeing you different is unusual for me.

Kaoru: If I had known that you were so happy, I'd have worn my usual clothes.

Kojiro: Kaoru... 💢

Kaoru: But what can you do, now I'm not going to change my clothes again.

Kojiro: Well, first I'll take you to a park that I think you'll like.

Kaoru reluctantly agreed for ONCE, riding on the back of Kojiro's motorcycle clinging to his waist. They finally arrived at the place.

Kaoru: A park? This is where you were going to bring me?

Kojiro: Yes, you remember that one da...

He couldn't finish because Kaoru kissed him on the lips.

Kojiro: Wow!

Kaoru: Feed me already. It smelled so good at home this morning, I want to taste the dessert made by a Gorilla.

Kojiro: But you've already tasted it more than once...

Kaoru: *comes closer and gives him another kiss but this time on his cheek* And now give me whatever you have prepared?

Kojiro: Grab a dish before a fan of yours comes and eats it. 🤣

Kaoru: No more fans please, I've had enough of fans and non-fans today.

When they taste the dessert, Kojiro thinks it was too sweet for his taste. Kaoru on the other hand thinks that is in a very peaceful place, tasting a dessert made by Kojiro with an exquisite taste. Although if his Gorilla were to ask him, he would deny it just to see his angry face.

After eating Kaoru reads a love haiku to Kojiro.

Kaoru: This is to show you that I can be like you... Put my heart into it, like you always say.

Kojiro: Then let me enjoy this moment, which surely if I ask you in the future you will deny it as if it never existed... «Although I could also ask Carla to record it, if I had control over her, of course, hehe.�� - thinking.

Kojiro prepares food on a barbecue, and while it's being made.

Kaoru: Kojiro, let's take some photos.... I'll choose the best one and upload it to my Instagram (Simstagram). But it's just to show to my fans that I'm not alone on an Italian Valentine's Day and to my antis how pathetic they are, because they're so lonely that have to cling to throwing hate at me because have no happiness in their life.

Kaoru's Simstagram Post:

🌸

Spending Italian Valentine's Day with Carla, best partner and AI and with my childhood best friend and husband.

#ItalianValentinesDay #AfternoonSnackAtThePark #RomanticMoment

🌸

Comments:

nanjokojiro Why does Carla go before me? 🤨

sakurayashikikaoru liked the comment.

sakurayashikikaoru @/nanjokojiro Because Carla is always with me and you are only with me from time to time. 😊

nanjokojiro @/sakurayashikikaoru Kaoru...

~🌸🐯~

Kojiro: Italian Valentine's Day?

After the photos Kojiro hands out the food and they start eating.

Kojiro: Kaoru, get ready because there's still a place to go.

Kaoru: Remember that I'm not like one of your womans... I don't accept a Love Hotel.

Kojiro: When you finish eating, you'll see 💢

Kaoru: Wow... 😒 «Are you going to act tough today and try not to fall for my jokes too much?» - thinking.

Kojiro and Kaoru headed to the place.

Kaoru: Hey, this is a planetarium. ✨✨

They climbed up to where one of the smallest telescopes in the place was located and sat down on the floor. Kojiro wrapped his strong arms around him from behind.

Kojiro: Remember when we used to go to festivals when we were kids?

Kaoru: Yes... What do those innocent and pure memories have to do with the way you're holding me now?

Kojiro: That we would sit on the floor and eat the sweets we bought for ourselves. And our yukatas would get so dirty that later our mothers would ask us if we had fought with other kids or instead of going to the festival we had spent the whole afternoon-evening playing in the park.

Kaoru: Oh! About that... Yeah, mostly I remember them losing their temper over our dirty yukatas. Many times my grandmother was the one who got the angriest.

Kojiro: Now we're not kids anymore, no one will care if we lie on the floor or not.

Kaoru: Well on the floor, floor, we aren't... Do you want me to go whisper to you all the stars visible during this month, here and now? Like when we were kids...

Kojiro: You know I'm not going to complain about that, even if sometimes you become a pain in the ass when you repeat it to me so many times. «But you show me such a happy face when you talk about astronomy...» - thinking.

When Kaoru finished whispering to Kojiro many of the stars visible in Okinawa during the month of February, they set out to go look through the small telescope. But someone beat them to it and went to use it first. Once the woman finished looking into it, it was Kaoru's turn. He started to look at the sky, and meanwhile, Kojiro watched, knowing that this place reminded them of their childhood watching the stars with excitement.

After Kaoru finished stargazing through the small telescope, they went upstairs for dinner in an enclosure in the same planetarium. (Yes, yes, Kojiro was carrying the leftover food from the afternoon.)

Kaoru: Your skills are so good that it still tastes good and juicy even though it's been a few hours.

Kojiro: Is that a compliment? 💢

Kaoru: Depending on how you see it..... 😁

They both had their mobile and Carla rang at the same time.

Carla: You just received a new notification.

They started reading the notification that came to them (Read here if you want to know what Kaoru and Kojiro are reading).

Kaoru: Wow, you got a two-for-one. One of those promotions you like so much.

Kojiro: What do you mean?

Kaoru: You're going to be able to go against me and finally challenge ADAM to a beef. And he won't be able to refuse. Are you going to give him chocolate and show him your love?

Kojiro: Do you think I'd miss an opportunity like that? I'm going to challenge ADAM to a beef, of course, and show him how my love for musculature and skateboarding will make it possible for me to beat him and give him my chocolate.

Kaoru: Are you dreaming? I'm going to beat him! And give ADAM my chocolate.

Kojiro: You think so? You'll have to beat me first!

Kaoru: Beating you is easy, right Carla?

Carla: The chances of beating Nanjo Kojiro increase when he finds himself with an above average level of anger.

Kojiro: Carla is just a robot, she doesn't play with passion.

Kaoru: Carla is AN AI, don't offend her.

Kojiro: AI, sorry. But she has no heart.

Kaoru: Now you're offending me. I'll beat you and thereby demonstrate what Carla is capable of.

Kojiro: Suit yourself, but know that with my passion and heart I will beat you.

After arguing some more about who was going to beat who in the beef against ADAM to give him the chocolate (although "ADAM" was more in the background as they were arguing more about who would beat who between the two of them), they went back downstairs to look at the stars and there they fell asleep for a while. When they woke up it was about 5 am and the first thing they did was to go to the giant telescope to make love...

~The End?~

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[pumpk1n-writes]

Afraid of the Dark intro post!

I thought I write a little post outlining the book I’m writing! So here’s what I have so far.

Plot: Lucifer, lord of Hell and all it entails, has gone missing. And it’s up to his inexperienced son, Belial, who’s hated by nearly the entirety of his kingdom due to his incompetence to find him. He must team up with Raine Azrail - a median that can’t control her powers - and Jubilee - an assassin (who also happens to be trans and gay). There’s only one roadblock. They have no idea who took Luce and due to Raine and Belial’s shared past, they can’t agree on everything and can’t trust one another. (Enemies to lovers???)

Anyway I might post a few snippets of what I’ve written so far if you want it’s way better then I make it seem I promise 😭 I’m just really bad at writing little summaries like that without giving away the main plot twists

Characters:

Belial Angelic - the disgraced prince of Hell. He’s cocky and arrogant on earth, but as soon as they enter the underworld, he visibly retreats into his shell and lets Raine do all the talking (the face claim totally isn’t Alex Storm who may or may not be the love of my life. Or one of them at least)

Raine Azrail - a median who can’t control her powers. She’s the last of her family line, and she’s feeling the pressure to be the best and continue the bloodline. Her and Bel’s shared past is a huge roadblock for her, and I swear it’s worse than I make it seem

Jubilee [doesn’t have a last name because it’s a code name and technically he doesn’t exist in this world] - an assassin (so original I know stay with me here) who grew up “in the business” after running away from his transphobic and abusive mother and living with his father who exploited him for years and training him until Jubilee went to live with his then girlfriend (we’re getting to the gay part hold on) who happens to be Raine. They break up! (Oh no) but it’s okay because Jubilee realized he was gay and they’re still besties and still live together. He also has no idea what’s going on this entire book so there’s that

A character that shall not be named because I haven’t named him yet - I also haven’t really characterized him yet or given him a name or backstory or role in the book at so like. Maybe an update post or something once I do that. Anyway here’s some of his personality traits: flirty (ofc ofc), unpredictable, clever, reckless, and courageous. Jubilee falls in love with him. That’s all I know so far, he hasn’t revealed his secrets to me yet.

Feel free to ask me more questions about anything related to the book, and yes it is enemies to lovers and also no cheating or miscommunication or any of those tropes

[soldrope]

New Morning New Braincells… 2! (couldn’t write a reply yesterday but now I’m gonna get you…!)

I'm SO happy to hear that you liked the reviews I sent you and that I didn't go overboard <3 I just gosh, even now I feel like there's so much more for me to say abt Accidentally Undercover bc the layers man, the layers! And the way you build up your characters? I'm gonna getchu w my adoring comment for the Eclipse one but man, man! Your hard work shines through Luce <3

:readmore:

Moon bird real caught in 4k not clickbait?! (sorry hcidshdo) Can't WAIT to read the Foxy conversation when that's ready 👀 After you published your artpiece for how Foxy looks in your AU along with his backstory I've just been obsessed w that old man. I cannot wait-

Where to even start with everything I loved abt this? There's too much to love! But I love how you jumped right into positively surprised and weirded out which makes sense!! Just like you said like, these brothers love eachother, they're family and they always will be but they're still working on building this relationship back up from the ground up and that takes time. Time, and getting used to the fact that now, your brothers will just call you out of nowhere and it won't be for an emergency.

I love the way you explore Eclipses mental state (?) throughout this. How conflicted he feels; the lingering hurt that still resides despite knowing now that his brothers never hated him, they're just riddled with guilt bc of how poorly they handled just, everything that came with him suddenly existing.

And it helps, knowing it was just guilt that kept them from bringing him up because it's not exactly first meeting material to say, ''Oh yeah, we have a younger brother but we never really talk to him or mention him because we feel too guilty over the way we treated him when he suddenly split from our AI and we still feel personally responsible for the fact that he has a shitty battery and we don't know how to cope with this or work through this without it devolving into arguments. Also his name is Eclipse. Hi.'' mm. yeah no. It's understandable that Moon didn't mention him for this long despite how understandable it is that Eclipse feels forgotten or avoided over how long it took. Complicated complicated brothers that I love w my entire heart and soul bc my god are they TRYING !!

Eclipse being snarky when he thinks they've been deservedly yelled at by Y/N for not mentioning they had a brother when no, no, and god do i love that bit, they're so mad because their brother is, ''That Horizon?'' The only researcher that makes gadgets worth getting? UGH !! My heart !! Immediately thinking back to the duck duck goose chapter and the way their friendship just, it's everything I've needed and more. Your honour, I love them. Especially after, 'Now, within seconds, he's decided he has to meet them and become friends. Hopefully they'll still like him once they've met him.' and the way Y/N adores him once they get over their own trauma and guilt and OUGH !!!!! And the friendship you've hinted to us they'll build, like you mentioned in Fragile (AU but still) how there's things they'll bond over that Sun and Moon can empathise with, but they can't understand it, and how Sun is coming to terms with the fact that that's okay. There's not everything he can understand, and sometimes all you need is someone who does and he's happy Y/N and Eclipse has their friendship together and, I'm gonna smother myself in a pillow i love them.

TLDR^: Anyways, when he finds out Y/N is a fan of his work I love that he goes from a few seconds of surprised awe that he's being appreciated for his work, and then it goes straight into a cackle as he becomes a menace again. <3 and their brotherly banter after this ;A; 'Both draw it out, just a bit, to enjoy it more' LUCE U CAN'T JUST WRITE STUFF LIKE THAT !! MY HEART !! MY HEEAAART !! QAQ <3 Moon caving in after a while and sending the txt <3

and at the end, when he goes on about his drone, and Moon just replies, ''tell them yourself.'' Just, the certainty and comfort that comes from just those few words? the promise that lies hidden between the lines that they're gonna keep working on this. They're gonna talk more, they're gonna be more open, and of course Eclipse is going to meet Y/N. Ofc he is. Because Sun and Moon want him in their lives just as much as Y/N.

And like you said at the end here, it'll take a little work, and time, but they're all very willing to put the work in and that Luce, that is probably my favorite underlying overlying etc theme in your stories, because they're always built on hope, and the certainty that they're gonna figure it all out. And that's such a great, incredible comfort that makes your fics very special to me <3

Thank you for this drabble and I hope your sunday is wonderful!!

1st of all, need to say, adored Dove on the Roof and I'm sending you the longest review once I can after work, this is a threat 🔪 2nd of all–if you've thought of it and you wanna share the tidbit–I loved how after sharing Horizons name and Y/N admitted they only used his gadgets, Moon said he was gonna tell Eclipse abt it, Re:

“I’m going to tell him you said that. It’ll be terrible, because he’ll get even smugger, but it’s too good not to.”

and like. Luce. If you wanna share. I'd love to know how Eclipse reacted to that. Bc yes he'll be so smug abt it i just know it, but i also think he'd be really touched that like, his brothers' partner feels that strongly abt the stuff he makes? Struggling to stay coherent bc English is not my first language, but I just gosh. i loved it. going bonkers. hitting u w that long review later. get ready. -Soldrope ☀️💧

New morning new braincells, let's go!

I have devoured your comment(s) and I have been so so normal about the amount of thought and analysis and how many things you've caught that I tried to write in! I'm so so happy that it all came across and I literally cried reading your comments already gfdhjs now I only hope I soon get the spoons to go through my ao3 inbox and reply to the comments I've amassed

As for Moon telling Eclipse? It didn't happen in that window between Moon date fade-out and Sun date, because Moon was too busy cuddling and being a lovebird (he finally gets to be a bird too! <3), though it'll happen after the Foxy conversation after Sun's date.

That conversation will be addressed in a proper drabble/ chapter (they've been getting longer, so by now drabble feels no longer appropriate gfhdjs), so since I haven't written that yet this might not quite fit with how things turn out, but it'll be a fun thought until then!

Because after all that, and not charging the night before due to cuddle priorities (and they haven't quite yet reached the stage of a permanently installed charging cable at Y/N's side of the duplex) (it's definitely a thought though, because lugging around their cable for sleepovers has a bit of a hassle), Moon will excuse himself for a quick charge before work, and handle a little special phone call <3

(Eclipse will be smug enough. Moon doesn't need to make the gloating even easier by providing something to screenshot)

Eclipse, on the other hand, is positively surprised and doing his best not to be weirded out by a spontaneous phone call from his brother. That just didn't happen before! He's still getting used to the closer contact, too, and his first thought won't be a good one. Maybe another emergency? At least this time he'll hear about it sooner?

Well, only for Moon to pull the rug from under him completely.

"What do you mean, you haven't talked about me before?"

"I mean, we were trying to flirt, which already kept misfiring. Adding complicated family history that paints a rather ugly picture of us when they never asked wasn't really... Something that came up."

A sigh, and Eclipse does his best to cover up the lingering hurt. He knows their relationship was rocky at best, and he wasn't exactly eager to talk about them to other people either.

(It helps a little, knowing that part of it was guilt - he wasn't forgotten, instead his brothers felt too bad to casually bring him up. But he also doesn't like being a guilty secret either. In the end, he pushes it away to unpack later, and focus on the conversation at hand)

"How did it 'come up' then?"

Silence from the other end, as Moon quickly decides that no, he's not going to explain that he made his own first date emotionally charged in the heavy way to finally talk about his brother, much less the exact conversation that sparked it.

Eclipse never asked for their favorite colors, either.

"No, no, look, that's not the important bit. They went off on me for not telling them."

"Makes sense."

"Because they're a fan of your work."

"Makes s- huh?"

"They like your designs. They exclusively buy their own gadgets, except for when one of yours gets distributed. They said, and I quote, 'That Horizon?'"

Again, silence, as Eclipse processes that. That's so far from what he expected, or even figured would ever be in store for him. He knows his work is good, the agency doesn't really entertain slackers and subpar work, not for leading researchers - but that doesn't mean he feels appreciated. The people he works with are more neutral to annoyed by his antics, and the actual results he produces seemingly fade into the background.

So hearing there's someone out there who, dare he say it, is a fan?

He already thought Y/N/ Robin is nice enough from just the stories Sun and Moon shared before, but this? Now, within seconds, he's decided he has to meet them and become friends.

Hopefully they'll still like him once they've met him.

By now, he's been silent for a while.

"... Eclipse?"

The anxiety gets pushed away yet again, and instead Eclipse starts laughing. Softly, first, but then it turns into a full blown cackle.

Moon just sighs.

"Here we go."

"Since when? How long have they liked my stuff?"

"I didn't ask, that wasn't exactly the focus of the conversation."

"You can ask right now though! Ask them!"

"They're at work!"

"Send them a text then! You'll say you forgot if you don't do it now!"

"I wouldn't forget!"

"Yeah, but you'd say that!"

They squabble a bit, and it feels nice - just your normal, comfortable sibling banter, something they didn't get to share for the longest time. Both draw it out, just a bit, to enjoy it more.

Moon does send the text, but only after making a production out of "not wanting to". Eclipse laughs some more, that smug snicker of a younger sibling winning out over the older one.

And then he thinks of something else, too.

"Oh, oh, have you told them about that drone I've been trying to get approved?"

"No, I haven't, tell them yourself. Did that still not go through? You mentioned that weeks ago, they're really dragging their feet."

"They say it's a fire hazard, and I keep trying to explain that that's the reason why I need them to approve the more expensive fireproof material. Somehow they don't seem to understand that."

The conversation drifts towards other topics, then, but Eclipse is very much soaring from the start of it. That little "tell them yourself" is enough to reassure him on so many levels - this isn't an exception, this is going to be normal, his brothers want him to meet their partner, want to introduce them and give him a chance to talk to them himself.

The anxiety is still there, and a bit of it we see in Duck Duck Goose - he needs them to like him, needs things to go well, and to leave a good impression. He's more than just his work, and unfortunately he's afraid that they won't like the person behind the codename, and that confidence boost of them liking his work doesn't quite shine through.

They'll get there! It'll just take a bit of work, and time, but they're all very willing to put that effort in <3

[presidenthades]

I am doing very minor revisions of Daemon’s Handbook (mostly formatting and continuity errors), and I wanted to do some behind-the-scenes commentary before too much time passes and I forget my original thoughts. Here’s Chapter 11!

(Note that these commentaries aren’t canon to the verse until/unless the author writes them into the series. I might change my mind on a few points later, but these are the thoughts I had while writing.)

In my early outline, the big scandal in the last chapter was supposed to be Luce and Aemond getting caught in flagrante by somebody aligned to Otto (the servants’ passages scene in Chapter 9 didn’t happen in this version). I was writing it as a parallel to the Episode 4 brothel scene, so I was going to have it take place in the city somewhere, and there was going to be a lot of drama with Luce and Aemond being forcibly separated while Daemon searches for Luce. But the pacing was off and the necessary sequence of events was too contrived, so we got the version that currently exists in the fic.

I kept wondering if it was plausible Clement Celtigar to be stupid enough to unwittingly act as Otto’s lackey. I decided the answer is yes. I try not to character bash, but the Celtigars make it too easy. 😭 Seriously, read about them on the ASOIAF wiki (and look at Edwell and Bartimos’s pages).

I imagine that Otto pretended to be more familiar with Rhaenyra’s side of the family than he actually is, and he dropped some hints (without outright saying it, because like Daemon thinks in this chapter, young men want to believe they come up with their own ideas) that Luce favors Clement, and that she enjoys visiting the library late at night. Then Otto had the note forged in Aemond’s handwriting and left it for Luce. I’m sure this scheme was a lot smoother and sneakier than my bullet points can convey.

I picked the library as the setting so I could play with the trope in a lot of Aemond/OC fanfics (which I really enjoy! But I also enjoy flipping tropes) where Aemond and his love interest rendezvous in the library.

ASOIAF has names for hours of the day (eg hour of ghosts), but GRRM hasn’t revealed all the names. So I extrapolated names for all 24 hours of the day. “Hour of the cat” in the forged note is 11PM.

I spent a while debating how badly Luce injures Clement. I considered making it a lot more grievous (with a knife involved, as a redux of Driftmark), but that would have drastically darkened the story’s tone and changed the fallout from the event. So Clement gets away with a bit of testicular torsion, which Dr Google tells me *can* be serious if not quickly given medical treatment.

Bartimos comes close to calling Luce a whore. If he said it, Daemon would probably have given him the Episode 8 Vaemond treatment. Again, that would’ve been a very dark tonal shift, so Barty stays quiet.

Clement wants 8 sons and 2 daughters because a crab (his house sigil) has ten legs total, two of them being pincers. But Luce doesn’t care about the symbolism, and she ain’t having that many kids.

Normally Luce would have sneaked off alone to meet Aemond in the library. But she brings Rhaena because the argument with Daemon is still fresh, and she’s smarting from his (reasonably accurate) accusation that she doesn’t think enough with her upper brain. So in a strange way, Daemon’s diatribe benefited Luce because if she’d gone alone, there wouldn’t be any witnesses to defend her.

Daemon’s snooping around the girls’ letters is also proving to be surprisingly helpful several years later! If he hasn’t read Aemond’s letters to Luce, Daemon wouldn’t notice the handwriting discrepancy.

Daemon spends the entire fic paranoid about Hightower schemes, and he’s FINALLY right! He finally gets validation! 😂 But he also has zero evidence, literally just gut feelings and vibes.

Baela has been having a great time with Cregan Stark (who canonically has a thing for bisexual tomboys). The Northerners are staying around longer than most wedding guests because the distance is so far, so Baela has plenty of time to keep seducing him. By the time Cregan leaves, I imagine he’s going to make an offer to Baela, but she’s going to put him off for a while longer; she’ll *probably* accept him eventually, but she’s not sure Moondancer will like the cold.

After Daemon confronts Aemond, Aemond goes to the Tower of the Hand to confront Otto. I’m not sure what exactly they say to each other, but afterwards, Aemond tears his room apart looking for the present he planned to give Luce three years ago. I don’t know where he eventually finds it, but it’s probably a laughably obvious spot he totally overlooks at first.

Jace has already been setting up a gossip/whisper network in the Red Keep, so she’s able to hear first thing the next morning about the library incident.

I like Paddy Considine’s take that Viserys *does* have the “blood of the dragon,” he just forces himself to control his temper because he’s trying to be a good king. Also, when he’s a walking corpse in Episode 8, he has the wherewithal to draw his dagger and threaten to cut out Vaemond’s tongue. Viserys would 100% call for Clement to be gelded and gossipers to be silenced. So, for once, Viserys strongly approves of Daemon’s violent streak. 😇

I spent a while debating Clement’s punishment. He kissed Luce when she didn’t want it, which, for most girls, would unfortunately be swept under the rug since he’s the heir to a notable house. But things are different with the royal family. Luce doesn’t want an unnecessarily cruel punishment; she was friendly with Clement until recently, and in Chapter 7, she’s restraining Aemond from violence against Ulf. Even though she’s quick to defend herself by any means necessary, she’s by no means a sadist. She was also deeply affected when Aemond lost his eye (which she partially blames herself for), which leads to her resisting punishments that involve maiming.

Jace also advocates for less violence, but not because she’s a softie. She prefers the diplomatic route, which is harder if you’re trigger-happy to forcibly amputate your vassals. But she knows a monarch has to make hard decisions sometimes, and she’s willing to do what it takes. For example, if Clement had done worse than kiss Luce, Jace *would* want him to be gelded, and she’d have no qualms about it.

Helaena did not have a vision or prophecy about Aemond and the book. She just saw him panicking in his room and figured out what he was up to, because she’s his sister and she knows him. 😂 And because she knows him (and Luce) so well, she can deduce they’re probably going to patch things up, so she packs his bags for him.

No God’s Eye duel in this verse, but I couldn’t resist slipping in a reference about Luce jumping into Vhagar’s saddle 😭

ASOIAF book readers can probably deduce what Joff’s candle is. And that’s all I’m gonna say about it until we get Joff’s POV. 👀

Joff kisses Daeron’s cheek purely to distract Daemon from asking more questions about the candle. Daeron is now very confused. I like to imagine he runs off to Jace and Aegon’s room screaming “Aegon, Joff kissed me, what do I do????” But Jace and Aegon are newlyweds so Aegon isn’t going to appreciate Daeron’s interruption 😂😂😂

That’s it for the Handbook commentaries! Fingers crossed that I have an update this weekend about my next fic in this AU-verse. 🤞