#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."

Taglist (bold means I couldn’t tag you): @the0doreslover @lqndkxlmqma @st4rrry @choppedpartymuffinwinner @dianaswanda @literallyobessed @lestat-whore​ @vanishingcherry

[presidenthades]

I was wondering in HOD what do you think they're middle name would been

Middle names don’t exist in Westeros, which corresponds with real history where middle names came into usage relatively late, especially in England. But if we want to just have fun with it, we can copy what European nobility and royalty did IRL; their middle names tended to emphasize lineage or maybe religiosity, I.e. saint names.

Aegon was named to emphasize “hey he should be the heir,” so I think he would unfortunately get saddled with “Viserys” as a middle name. 💀

Maybe Helaena would have “Alicent” as her middle name, but I think Alicent and Otto want to emphasize the Targaryen-ness of all the kids. So “Alysanne” would be a better option, which sounds similar to “Alicent.”

Aemond might get “Baelon” because that was Viserys’s father’s name. Also, Baelon was originally intended to be the right-hand man of Aemon the heir, so I like that extra meaning. AND Baelon was one of Vhagar’s riders.) Daeron could have “Jaehaerys” because that’s an overall good in-universe name.

Jace has a Velaryon first name, so Rhaenyra would want to have more of a say in her middle name. “Aemma” is a likely choice, and it gets brownie points with Viserys. Luce could get “Rhaenys” to honor her other grandmother. Joff gets “Visenya” to balance out the tragedeighness of her first name.

In sum:

Aegon Viserys Targaryen

Helaena Alysanne Targaryen

Aemond Baelon Targaryen

Daeron Jaehaerys Targaryen

Jacaera Aemma Velaryon

Lucera Rhaenys Velaryon

Joffrida Visenya Velaryon

[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 👍

[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

[steamworksfairy]

Now for canon characters!

Verde: 🤲 for a religious headcanon 😡 for an anger headcanon

Colonnello: 🏡 for a home headcanon ⌛for a sleep headcanon

And of course… i can’t resist asking Reborn: 💣 for a stress headcanon

-Butter

Hi Butter and thank you so much for the asks and the chance to ramble about some Arcobaleno. Sorry it took me forever to answer this. I low-key died. But it's okay because Verde revived me 💚

This one will be under a read more because it's bordering on being long.

Verde:

🤲 for a religious headcanon

So I do love to go against and subvert tropes where I can and for Verde religion is one of those where I do deviate from the classic 'he's a scientist so must be an atheist' stereotype. I think Verde considers himself Christian. He doesn't really claim to be Catholic or anything specific tho his family would because they're Catholic. And he isn't the type to pray often. He also remains skeptical as to if God or any God exists. Tho if God does, tho he suspects the ancient alien theories might be right. Anyways religion doesn't really have anything to do with his experiments, so he doesn't have strong opinions on it one way or another. It's kind of one of those things where he'll remain open-minded on it, especially after learning that Earthlings exist. He was bummed that Kawahira wasn't an alien. He low-key wants God to be alien.

😡 for an anger headcanon

He doesn't feel anger often. Most emotions in that range tend to be irritaion/annoyance or even fear and panic based. But outright anger? That's rare for him. He only feels it if someone truly pisses him off. And to piss him off....well there's a few things that could, but it's hard. You'd either have to mess up his experiment, drag him into some deep trouble, or stab him in the back when he's truly did trust you. (Not sure if I'd include Luce in this but I do have an oc who has done this)

Colonnello:

🏡 for a home headcanon

He has two. An apartment with Lal in Italy near the CEDEF HQ and then an apartment on Mafia Land. Both are nice, but I think for him it's the people that make it feel like home for him. (As corny as that is.) Lal is the love of his life. She's the person he'd give up anything for. Anywhere with her feels right. They could live in a tent and he'd be content, but they're both selfish in also having their work life being important to them. At the same time, they wouldn't have it any other way.

Which is a blessing because Colonnello would hate to leave his job at Mafia Land. His security team and the people that run the place are like family to him. He was never close to his actual family so to have a place where he could finally feel that is something he treasures. Not to mention those are his people and Mafia Land is his to protect. Only Lal, Arcobaleno stuff, or Ryohei needing some training could pry him away at this point.

⌛for a sleep headcanon

Colonnello can literally sleep anywhere. In a bed, on the cold hard ground, in a tree---you name it and he can fall asleep there. He had to learn how to this because Lal’s training was...lets just say getting sleep was a luxury. Sleeping with his eyes opened also comes from Lal's training.

Reborn:

💣 for a stress headcanon

Reborn feeling stress? Idk seems far fetched...🤨/j

Being serious this one is hard to answer. We actually get a really good idea of how Reborn reacts and handles stress thanks to the final arc in the manga. But that was high stress. So I guess I answer how how he handles/copes with lower stress.

Which is he doesn't 💚 I feel like he mostly just barrels through the problem or gets rid of it. Tbh Rebirn is one of those characters where I don't see him being affected by stress too often. He's pretty confident, and if there's a problem, he solves it.

[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!

[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.

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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.

[mona-lark]

Suppose it's time to introduce my side of the AU lol....

Meet Lucrezia! Or Luce as she's affectionately known as!

I haven't really talked about her before but she's a best selling writer in both English and Italian who was born in Italy but moved over when she was young. She works in a library and bookstore in between books as a way to spark her imagination or just to take a break before she gets burned out. She mostly writes sci-fi books under her pen name X Buratti but every-so-often she'll try her hand in other genres. (This does happen to include poetry that she'll write for her kids and husband :)

In her free time, she spends time reading or gardening as they're perfect for her to get some much needed alone time to spark ideas. She also loves spending time around her family, Nathaniel, Viola, Michelangelo, Serafina and her cat Pesto as a way to find more ideas. Despite her job requiring her to spend many hours alone, she is very extroverted and loves people!

Back when @madamemozart still had them in the Renaissance Era, she was named Alexandria Alexandra and she was a complete pick-me who spent her time sword-fighting in hopes to find a loving husband. She had blonde hair, blue eyes and pale skin (much like most of the characters I had when I was younger). Bringing her to a modern setting meant that I could no longer have that as a viable career, so instead I like to imagine that she at the very least knows how to defend herself through some form of self-defense or martial arts :). She is also very much not blonde anymore as I wanted her to look less white-washed and to have darker skinned characters (though I did learn that blonde Italians do exist). Adding onto that, her slick straight hair turned on the curlier side as well just to again make her seem more like the average South Italian woman.

I made her using this maker and I think it came out to as close as I'm gonna get her using a picrew. It's pretty great and has masculine/feminine options and also lots of options for POC characters, so I encourage you to try and share it as well as give the creator some love for taking the time to make POC people as beautiful as they are :)

ehe hehhe thani :3

You know, I don't think I've ever shared a Picrew of (probably) my most notable male OC Nathaniel here! Although he has made a few appearances in my Sims 4 game...

I found this maker through a random Picrew link generator, and it's not totally perfect (he looks like a mf handsome Squidward), I still wanted to share my guy. I believe there are female options as well, so feel free to make a pretty buff muscle woman or whatever. :P

For the uninitiated: Nathaniel Ambroise Beaumont (affectionately known as "Thani") is a French-Canadian history major originally from Montreal (in the province of Quebec). He works alongside his former history professor in the university he graduated from, doing things like conducting anthropological studies, cataloguing artifacts, holding lectures (and even his own classes) over ancient cultures, and occasionally flying out to different countries to work right in archaeological sites. His biggest pet peeves are conspiracy theories, and he considers his most important mission in life is to educate others about ancient cultures and the world itself.

uhuhuh i might've have been wayyyy too inspired by miniminuteman aka milo rossi, big fan of him and his debunking of awful conspiracies

In his spare time, Nathaniel enjoys creating art, studying and playing old musical instruments and just spending time with his family! He's married to his beloved Lucrezia (or "Luce") and the father of orchestra-inclined Violetta ("Viola"), science-obsessed Michelangelo ("Mica"), and curious Serafina ("Sera"). An introvert by nature, Nathaniel also considers himself a "cat person" and treasures his little Siamese, Chouette.

Nathaniel was initially created as a historical character, believe it or not - he lived during the RENAISSANCE. So I suppose it was no surprise I chose to still have history tied into his backstory when I made him a modern-day character. His long, wavy, hair has always been a signature part of his appearance and it used to be red; now it's dark brown. He also used to have green eyes, but they're actually supposed to be hazel. I've always imagined him to have a mole somewhere on his face, and one of his eyebrows is split because I imagine he tried to cut his hair as a kid (back when he was self-conscious and got teased for having long hair) and somehow ended up accidentally cutting the skin there bad enough that the hair hasn't grown back since. He does also enjoy wearing simple pieces of jewelry (including necklaces), especially if they have some sort of historical or sentimental/familial value to him. He additionally has one tattoo on his lower right arm: "je me souviens" (the motto of his home province) written in cursive.

creds to @mona-lark, Lucrezia and Michelangelo are her OCs lol

[dyns33]

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.

[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

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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