#anyway. new header

[atmospheral]

"I don't want to conquer anything. It's just that the person with the most freedom on the sea is the Pirate King."

[kaptainandy]

herbert west playing yugioh if you even care 🙄

[sukugo]

[queerholmcs]

character of all time btw. if you even care.

[averlym]

ghost story premiere day! check @melliotwrites for more info

[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

The Littlest Lelouch

Characters: Clavis Lelouch, unnamed wife, OC (baby), brief cameos

Rating: pg13 (?)

Genre: Saccharine fluff, dash of angst, humor (sfw)

WC: 1,296

Warnings: Mentions of battle/blood/death (none happen on-screen), mentions of pregnancy and birth (none graphic), afab oc/insert and female pronouns, (are babies a tw?), humor of the aerin variety, not proofread, potential minor Clavis route spoilers?

Request?: Yes (currently open? also yes. pls see pinned first!)

Summary: As it would happen, having to work with the bloody beast means often having to pick up after said beast, or even indulge in the sins of war. Unfortunately for Rhodolite palace’s resident mischief maker, the call of his duty could not have come at a worse time.

A/N: Apologies if it is a bit OOC or would benefit from better pacing, I haven't read Clavis' route in a bit and he's a little tricky to nail at times without me getting cliché. (Sorry this one isn't gender neutral, for the folks familiar with my general fluff.) I worked to the best of my current ability, as the request was a bit vague. Feel free to stop by and request again sometime, nonnie!

          Clavis’ wife was due soon, expecting their first child amidst the frills and flowers that come with Spring. And excited they were to welcome the newest member of the Lelouch gang when Clavis suddenly receives summons for a round table meeting. It isn’t until much later that he returns, brows furrowing as he walks through the doors to the couple’s shared room at the palace.

         “Dearie me,” Clavis starts, running a singular gloved hand through his lilac locks, boring holes into the wall as he figured out how to best break this to his very pregnant wife. No amount of trying to haggle with the court would get him out of this, much as he tried. Hesitantly, Clavis’ wife pipes up, wanting to console her husband who seems he may fray at the seams any moment.

         “What’s wrong, Clavis? Cat got your tongue?” She jokes, waddling over best as she can, causing Clavis to fret and meet her halfway. He is far too overprotective sometimes, she feels, but understands he is that way out of sheer love for her.

         “Council was held today.” Clavis starts, receiving an acknowledging hum from his wife. At his uncharacteristic pause, she nods, gently trying to urge him to continue his train of thought. “I will have to be away for a while,” and in true Clavis fashion, he tries to soften the blow the best way he knows how.

         “Oh, but don’t you both go missing me too much. I know just how to console my lovely, dearest wife-”

         “Clavis.” If he insists on acting fine, then she will shoulder it for them both and allow him to save face.. this time. “I’ll miss you too, darling. Please come home safe.” With eyes that look like he is trying his best to hold back tears, Clavis dons his most convincing smile, gently pulling his wife in as closely as he comfortably can by her waist.

         “I knew you couldn’t resist your handsome husband,” he murmurs, pressing a loving kiss to her lips, fitting every apology known to man in the sincere way Clavis cherishes her so. Pulling away, he rests his head atop hers, cursing his fate and drasted brother for nearly ruining yet another special occasion in his life.

…

         As the fateful day comes, Clavis parts from his beautiful wife, reassuring her he will be fine just as much as she does him. Riding off atop his royal steed, he waves farewell without looking back, steeling himself and all of his best inventions to end this damn thing as early as physically possible. In his plan, he hopes to lure out the enemies and confuse them with his myriad of (smoke) bombs, so that he and Chevalier may be able to finish with time to spare.

         “If I miss my child’s birth, this time I really will kill you,” Clavis threatens. At this, Chevalier simply scoffs and rides away. Cyran shakes his head, a mundane ordeal when it comes to these two.

         As fate would have it, back at the castle, just a few days after the second and third prince had set out to quell skirmishes along the borders, his wife goes into labor. It would seem the third prince’s child was not a very patient one, wishing to meet everyone as quickly as possible. Panic spreads, the early arrival of the baby having the maids rush to get everything together shortly after her water breaks. Though her husband is not present in body, he is present with her in spirit, and in all of the reading they had done together to better prepare themselves for their little one’s arrival.

         After many painful hours, a cry is heard, and thus the third prince of Rhodolite and his wife welcome a tiny baby Lelouch into the world. Hardly visible for how light a color it is, there are the smallest tufts of the signature lilac stands upon her head, and piercing eyes of gold. Having already decided upon possible names beforehand, his wife holds baby Felicia (a tribute to Clavis’ late mother Leticia) in her arms, exhausted but moved to tears over the life they created, together.

         It isn’t until two full days later, that Clavis returns home. The congratulations he receives upon his arrival is both the best and worst of news, for he is grateful they are both alive and well, but terribly distraught to have missed the birth of his first child (and being unable to support his wife as she always does him). He quickly stops by the baths, not wanting to greet them with blood still on his person.

         Gingerly, Clavis makes his way to where he finds both of his Lelouch girls, heart caught in his throat at the sight. Upon his arrival, their daughter is waving her hands around, trying to grab at her mother while she rocks her gently and sings. The gentle smile on her face brings back bittersweet memories, and an ache for a loved one he will never see again. He knows how loved their child will be, even in the most cursed depths of the royal court, and vows to never allow a hair on their heads harm, lest their enemies summon the nightmare that is Lelouchian fury above them. (Assuming they can read the warning letter.)

         “Welcome home, Clavis.” Having spotted him out of the corner of her eye, Clavis’ wife brandishes her grin his way, the glow apparent from what he could only describe as “the light of a thousand- no, a million- no, a hundred million suns!”

          “And say hi to your daddy, Felicia,” she coos, patting the baby’s back gently as she sits up further in bed. “But please don’t learn from his example.” Clavis theatrically slaps a hand over his chest, looking exasperated, as if he hasn’t the faintest clue what she could be referring to.

         “What better example would she have to learn from, aside from my most lovely wife?” Clavis sits at the edge of the bed by her side, leaning in to place a kiss to her forehead, lingering at her scent. “Would you rather she learn from one of my brothers?” At her grimace, he laughs, husky and warm and everything deliciously Clavis.

         “I was hoping Sariel could tutor her the way he did me,” she jokes, enjoying the look Clavis shoots her. “I’m kidding, love. Honestly.” He is still grimacing when she stifles her laugh. “Would you like to hold her?”

         Nothing in the world could have prepared Clavis for the reaction of finally getting to hold his beautiful, delicate baby girl in his arms… only to have her immediately begin wailing. Clavis tries everything he can to get her to stop crying, but she is only finally comforted by the feel and smell of mom, who she has become most acquainted with in her two shorts days on this Earth. A true connoisseur knows how to relish in the saltiest of tears, but these in particular left a sting in his heart. But no matter, he won over his wife’s heart, and he’ll win over his daughter’s affections. Clavis understands the appeal of being in his wife’s arms, he must admit, only slightly jealous of all her attention not being on him now.

         And if there’s anything that made Clavis happier than his wedding and the birth of his child, it’s that his little girl would prove to show her affections with signature Lelouch pitfalls. Clavis-patented, Yves-tested, Felicia-approved.

[bloodsbane]

i think what ticks me off the most about recent changes staff have been making to tumblr is they keep insisting it's necessary bc they need to draw in and retain new users or they're NEVER going to keep things going, so their solution is to... add a bunch of annoying and unintuitive shit that A) isn't going to appeal to anyone, let alone new people, but also B) piss off the existing user base.

like, im sorry, between the two demographics who do you think is going to ACTUALLY care enough about tumblr to use it every day and pay for things like no ads, or your merch based off decade old memes? i give this site the 5 or whatever bucks it takes to get rid of its stupid ad posts in part bc they're annoying but also because i have been on this fucking webbed site for 12 years! and i don't mind giving it some money to keep it running. BUT. not if that's paying for staff's ability to add more useless/convoluted/unappealing features that dont have MY user experience in mind

[thyandrawrites]

Off to roast some walking mushrooms with the Captain!

🔹My patterns 🔹ko-fi 🔹

[liquidstar]

sleepovers save money on hotel rooms while on missions 👍

[oifaaa]

Is the mobile blue background slightmy off or is it just me

Yes sir it's matching my new header which honestly end of an era I've had that howl header since I started this side blog in 2017

[n4rval]

inconsistent pixel widths is my favourite ever indie game

[breakbleheavens]

LAVENDER HAZE MUSIC VIDEO HEADERS AND ICONS

requested by anonymous

all headers are 800px by 430px. all have a black or white border option. change background to white #ffffff or black #000000.

all icons are 128px by 128px.

if you want a different colour or other changes, message me with the image url and what you want!

please don’t claim them as your own or repost them on tumblr or anywhere else

it would be great if you could credit me somewhere on your blog

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HEADERS

ICONS

[supermaks]

Kit do you not rep Charles anymore 😭

Of course I do he’s prime I just need a break from his team and that fucking dog

[didthekingdieyet]

i once again changed my icon and header and as such… here are the new IDs of them!

[ID: PFP of this blog. It is a picture of tampon charles, with red X edited onto his eyes and the words “die monarch” to the left side. the text is white with a black background. On the top of this image the disability pride flag, which consists of red, yellow, white, blue, and green stripes running diagonally across a dark grey background, has been placed. It has been made mostly transparent so the image underneath can still be viewed. END ID]

[ID: The header of this blog. Tampon charlie is looking at the camera, smiling, he has had red X edited onto his eyes, pink blush edited onto his cheeks, red devil horns edited onto his forehead, and white cat whiskers edited onto his cheeks. To his left is a white cartoon speech bubble with black text inside reading “Happy Disability Pride Month”. He has also been edited to look as if he is in flames (like the flames of hell). On the top of the image, the disability pride flag (see previous ID to see what that is) has been placed, it is more transparent. END ID]

[ambrozians]

jean & ororo sketch by @/dotun_ak

the kiss on the temple, jean taking a selfie with her TK, the picnic set up, the little details (the half-eaten chipotle bowl and the snap from rogue are killing me), the lightning bolt earring, the wing ear clip, the book titled "the cosmic woman" because that’s what they are… i am obsessed. desperately need the colored version asap.

[distant-velleity]

Hello!!! I know we don’t interact too much, but I was wondering if I could get Chrysos’ opinion on Allegra? Idk. I love ur rendition on Ursula’s Necklace! And I love his curls!!!!!!

hiiii!!!!

"I look forward to working with you, Mahalath."

so by default chrysos holds respect for his upperclassmen, especially those of his own dorm -- i mean he's really getting into the whole deal-making thing but we can talk about that laterrrr

now im just going off of what i see but in regards to allegra's supposed lack of empathy? i feel like that's not something chrysos would mind too much, or view it as a particular problem (unless it becomes HIS problem) because it has nothing to do with him; so i think i could sum this all up as positive neutrality unless given an important reason otherwise

(also my own thoughts as a bonus: allegra the scrunkly of all time wow <3 i love the creative take on the necklace. ....... also i just noticed the correlation between 'doll-collecting' and his UM ... )