#era: moonrise

[savageday6]

be lazy is really that queen................ "don't worry about meals i'll take care of them // just rest there i'll do it all"..... HUH..... okay king wonpil........

[elizabethrobertajones]

why is it that on my Dark Urge play I end up with my poor Durge lying dead on the floor outside sorcerous sundries while Minsc and Karlach are in the eeby deeby and Shadowheart with her negative charisma is being arrested for crimes Durge committed and is banned from the wizard shop forever, and all I wanted to do was sell some junk from our inventory

[bee-snail]

BACK AT MY BULLSHIT FOLKS

Indeed I was trying to draw some goth outfits (the middle one is a bonus, hah.) They are ALL Zhan Tiri and I LOVE HER okay she is SO COOL (commits regicide cutely)

I did say I was making a series of Ziti outfit designs >:) my reference for two of these came from this post !!!

DEMANITUS IS SUCH A LOSER !!!! NO LONGER HAS A HOT GOTH GF !!!!

[romanken]

orin's lobotomy skills are so unique durge is a complete amnesiac besides 1. vague blurs of blood and violence 2. extremely extremely extremely distinct pristine memories of fucking gortash and ketheric

[cheerioskid]

moonrise au mumbo and grian doodles bc they are so silly ft. a quote by the lovely @germworms when we were exploring their dynamic

little bit of explanation below!

basically after grian disappears from his position as a god he lives in disguise on "square earth" and eventually finds his fav human, mumbo! (the moon prophet)

being so detached from the land of the humans leaves grian really curious about almost everything (yes like the little mermaid but w mcyt gods)

so he's pestering mumbo w all his questions and just generally never leaving him alone, mumbo is slightly annoyed by this and tries to get him off his ass by giving him random objects to inspect or he starts a fire for him to stare at for hours

grian is naturally very warm (sun god tings) and mumbo is naturally cold being the moon prophet so grian sometimes just hangs close by to make sure he doesn't die of hypothermia (red winter era, very cold brr) even though mumbo doesn't mind the cold as much

mumbo also has no idea grian is the sun god (remember no human has seen him in this form other than his prophet) so he starts complaining to bdubs about this weird guy who keeps following him around and is too frustrated to notice bdubs giving him suspicious looks

for more info about bdubs go check out Sea's character sheet for him!! also check the hashtag for other posts!!

[discordsmuse]

Discordsmuse Masterlist

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Hello friends! Finally putting together a masterlist to make it easier for you guys to find all my fanfics here since I only post to AO3!

These will be organized by fandom and character.

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Baldur's Gate 3

Halsin

dance me to the end of love, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Halsin admit to their feelings post-Moonrise and fuck on a balcony.

Silence, NSFW/18+ : Fem!Tav and Halsin fuck in a closet

Do Unto Others, NSFW/18+ : Fem!Tav wants to give Halsin some attention and convinces him to let her be the giver for once.

Enver Gortash

body more than just a flesh, you can sell it for success, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav is invited to dinner with the Archduke and things get a little heated.

i will give you all that you need, NSFW/18+: Sequel to the above, Fem!Tav and Gortash bathe together before Enver gets a little handsy.

gracious men are those who suffer, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Enver w/ a free use kink.

legacy with no memory, NSFW/18+: Fem!Durge and Enver Gortash w/a pregnancy kink

I wanna know my god, At least enough to fear Her, NSFW/18+: Fem!Durge and Gortash have a lil bit of hate sex

Gale Dekarios

be my nightfire, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav catches Gale mid-alone time. Feelings and sex ensue.

Abdirak

sanctify you bedsheets with the sweat along your hips, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav is fascinated by Abdirak and nervously asks him to teach her about Loviatar.

Raphael

delightful little detour, NSFW/18+: Canon rewrite for what happens when Fem!Tav tells Raphael he's bad at sex.

Let the Dream Begin, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael Phantom of the Opera AU, slowburn

Rolan

Office Hours, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael College AU

she keeps the candle burning, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav/Raphael post-game

i wanna have a home, i wanna share it, NSFW/18+: Fem!Tav and Rolan get together post-saving the tieflings from moonrise.

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Pirates of the Caribbean

Hector Barbossa

The Pirate Lord, NSFW/18+: Barbossa/Reader post-Elizabeth being kinged.

All That Glitters, NSFW/18+: Longform Barbossa/Reader canon rewrite pre-CotBP

Liar's Bet, NSFW/18+: Longform Barbossa/Reader canon rewrite during CotBP and DMC

feel the edges start to burn, NSFW/18+: Barbossa/Reader where reader is friends w/Carina

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Harry Potter

Severus Snape

isn't it lovely (all alone), NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader closet sex

no death in rebirth, NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader longform amnesia oneshot

Brought to Life, NSFW/18+: Snape/Reader marauder's era classmates to lovers lol

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Dead by Daylight

Canon/Canon

Contention, NSFW/18+: Ace/Meg against a tree hatesex

Breaking Point, NSFW/18+: Megmillan first time

It's Alright, Teen/16+: The survivors and killers recover post-entity

Anna/The Huntress

Not so much taming as growing accustomed, Mature/16+, Huntress/Reader friendship to lovers

Herman Carter/The Doctor

Untethered, NSFW/18+, The Doctor/Reader where reader annoying him but in the fun, bratty way

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Resident Evil Village

Karl Heisenberg

Business Partners with Benefits, NSFW/18+: Heisenberg/Reader where reader is Moreau's niece

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Spider Man

Dr. Otto Octavius/Doc Ock

Working Overtime, NSFW/18+: Otto/Reader where reader is his lab assistant

Bedside Manner, NSFW/18+: Otto/Reader where reader is Doc Ock's lover

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Labyrinth

Jareth the Goblin King

Midsummer, NSFW/18+: Jareth/Reader at the midsummer fae ball

don't leave me lonely, NSFW/18+: Jareth/Reader sequel to Midsummer

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The band Ghost

Papa Emeritus IV/Cardinal Copia

Better Than, NSFW/18+: Copia/Reader where he's a little insecure about Terzo being better than him

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Dracula

Dracula (lol)

Nice Costume, NSFW/18+: Dracula/Reader in a modern setting at a party

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Our Flag Means Death

Israel Hands

we do get desperate, now and again, Mature/16+: Fem!Reader/Izzy hurt/comfort unrequited love.

i wanna be yours, Mature/18+: Fem!Reader/Izzy first time together

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The Quarry (2022)

Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney

• fell in love with the fever, Explicit/18+: Travis and Laura are forced to spend some time together 6 months after the incident.

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This list will grow/change as I write more :D Thanks for reading!

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

THE COMPLETE COPOLLO MASTERLIST

Desperately looking for fics to satisfy your obsession with the RRverse's most dumpsterfire of a ship? Look no further than this post :3

I have Copollo fics ranging from Ao3, FF.net, and here on tumblr! Each fic will be linked, and if the author has a tumblr (that I know of - if you know their tumblr let me know!), they will be tagged.

Also, before we begin, I would just like to say that when I say every Copollo fic I can find is on this list, I mean all of them. This includes fics that are canon compliant, crack, aus, and those with darker tones. If that isn't your thing, all you have to do is avoid clicking on said fics. They're all organzied very nicely if I do say so myself. Nothing more to it :3

Look below the cut for the list! If you have any fics that slipped between my grabby fingers let me know so I can add them! :3

Roman Empire Era

A Cruel Occasion by @seductivegrapethrowing

Grapes and Blood (written in German) by Buttons_Buttons (Rated G)

Fairness by mothmansaysgayrights (Rated G)

The Death of Emperor Commodus by LusiaLovegood (Rated G)

Long Life to You by kitatyourservice (Rated G)

Death's Embrace by me (Rated G)

When the Day Met the Night by me (Rated G)

When Everything's Wrong, You Make It Right by me (Rated G)

Call Me Commodus / Today I'll Be Your Ruler / I'll Also Die Here by kitatyourservice (Rated G)

Of Broken Promises by @money-and-dandellions (Rated G)

Rewrite The Stars by me (Rated G)

drunk off that love, it my head up (there's no forgetting you) by me (Rated G)

Keeping Warm by @soleil-in-retrograde (I reread the Copollo part of this over and over :3) (Rated T)

vow by @daisy-mooon (Rated T)

my teeth will only cut your lips, my dear by localcryptidlivinlife (Rated T)

Always Told You Not To Love Me (Now Look What You Made Me Do) by anxious_tofu (Rated E)

ghost of mine (you're taking up all my time) by anxious_tofu (Mainly perpollo, but I read it for the Copollo :3) (Rated E)

Trials of Apollo

Canon Compliant

As Far As I'm Concerned, You're Just Another Picture To Burn by @solahflare

It Isn't Love, It Isn't Hate, It's Just Indifference by @solahflare

A Pity by kitatyourservice (Rated G)

forget - me - not by localcryptidlivinlife (Rated G)

Song of Apollo by @tsarinatorment (For the Copollo crumb within :3) (Rated T)

Fractures of the Mind (Heart) by me :3 (Rated T)

The Devil Within (His Mind) also by me (Rated T)

Chapter 5 of some ToApril drabbles because my head is as empty as Meg's by orphan_account (Rated T)

Divinity, Fire, and Former Lovers by @seapinecone (Rated T)

Aus

All's Fair in Love & War by me (Rated G)

and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started by patsusan (Rated G) (nom nomming)

It's Be Okay by Apollo4612 (Rated Fiction T)

i loved you dangerously (more than the air that i breathe) by @okathleen (Rated T)

i will only break your pretty things by localcryptidlivinlife (Rated T)

@daisy-mooon

Taunt (Rated G)

Outnumbered (Rated T)

Blindfold (Rated T)

Spark (Rated M)

Triumvirate Wins Au by bacchis

to eros, in secrecy

den of the lion (Rated E)

there are a couple more fics in this series if you're interested but only the two above have brief Copollo moments (i will admit this au lives rent-free in my brain)

AUs

Winds of Ruin by me (Rated G)

Coward by @nyaningthroughlife (Rated T)

Moonrise by me (Rated T)

Hazbin Hotel nonlinear AUs

Stayed Gone by me (Rated T)

Hell Hath No Fury by me (Rated T)

Crack (when i say every fic, I mean every fic)

It's a Fun Time in Commodupolis! by Anonymous (Rated M)

Dark

Nothing Like The Sun by Cola_bubblegum

Day & Night by Lif61 (UltimateFandomTrash) (Rated E)

TAG LIST: @moodyseal @plastikstarz @hazardous-lightdas12 @worlds-oldest-teenager here it is! :3

[lerihon-posts]

Dark Urge and Grieving Gortash

This might be a bit disjointed cuz I'm typing this instead of sleeping but thinking about Durge and the aftermath of Gortash's inevitable death. Especially in endings where the party breaks the alliance and kills him. Especially a Durge that's been fairly successful in their quest lines. (Keeps Isobel from being kidnapped, saves all the Tieflings and Zevlor ECT from moonrise)

Do we think Durge even realizes at first that they are grieving? Like yeah absolutely they are aware that grief is a thing and maybe they've felt something they thought was like it about Alfira. But being aware of something is one thing and experiencing it a whole other ball game. Like thinking about it pre-amnesia they're this peak, hand designed by Bhaal Bhaalspawn right? Literally designed to deal out death in droves. Grief would be a pretty useless and largely if not near entirely unfelt emotion by Durge at this point. Grief is something they inflict not experience.

Then you get to Durgetash era, weather platonic or romantic, and it's all kinda agreed by fandom that Gortash is the first person not only to care about Durge but the first person Durge themselves actually care about. A friendship and/or romance so impactful it freaks Durge out. This is what got me thinking; if this is Durge having a crisis over feeling attached to someone and reluctant to kill them for the first time theres no likely way they would have gotten to the point of truly mourning someone before or at least not since climbing the ranks to be papa bhaal's favorite prince/princess.

Now just thinking about an end game Act three resisting Durge standing in Gortash's office with Karlach and very likely their new LI (mine was Gale), deed done and looking down at Gortash's -"no, Enver, he's Enver to us" that persistent voice a the back of their head says- body and feeling that first bit of cold numbness spreading from their heart throughout their chest. Pressure behind their eyes and nose as an Urge, not to harm but to cry, build just as slowly. If it's another character that got the killing blow in maybe unable to look them in the eye with out feeling this sense to *Scream*. A Durge recently born a new free of Bhaal but not their lingering past self, still new to being a honest to gods person and not knowing what was *wrong* with themselves??. They cast speak with dead and hear Bane from Enver's lips and suddenly their body feels like something they have to pilot remotely, their throat burns with a vague wish to be sick.

Do they go to Halsin or Shadowheart later once back at the Elfsong tavern and forcing themselves through whatever this is to comfort Karlach? Chest aching and something all together bitter they don't want to admit to churning in their gut. Do they seek a one of them quietly to ask for a magical heal for this obviously physical poison they must be suffering from only to be told nothing seems to be wrong with them? Do they go through their symptoms confused and feeling numbed and overwhelmed at the same time only for Halsin or Shadowheart to finally reach in through their tadpoles to see what Durge is feeling and then have to explain to Durge that " oak father preserve you, but yours is but a profound sadness; your grieving," Halsin says, or Shadowheart with "you suffer no mere flesh wound im afraid, but that of a much deeper experience; Loss."

Just. All those posts about the dark urge coming to grips with what Gortash actually meant to their old selves, the only people that understood and cared for each other, the only two people who mattered. But then also with the added angst of someone navigating that sadness for probably the first time with no knowledge of how to do that while surrounded by people who wouldn't be able to really understand why you felt that way about someone like Gortash and also yeah there's no real time to process this you gotta fight an elder brain in the morning.

[sankttealeaf]

LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE

it's easier to never acknowledge the situation between them both. why let it burden them? why allow feelings and care to seep in when they will soon be seen as gods?

cracks start to form in the foundation of their alliance. it will destroy them.

or: a collection of interactions between bhaal and bane's chosen, leading directly up to their respective downfalls.

1. BEFORE | A CHILDHOOD SO SWEET

⤷ "I thought you might want to be friends." She remembers her manners and sticks her hand out for him to shake. "My name is Ruelle."

He considers it for a moment and takes her hand with caution. "Enver." 

2. A REQUEST OF ALLEGIANCE

⤷ Bhaal's Chosen and Bane's Chosen make contact for the first time.

3. "BHAAL'S BLOODY HISTORY"

⤷ The Hall of Wonders is wonderful place for a first date. Nothing draws people closer together than the sweet embrace of Bhaal!

4. REUNIONS AND NEW UNIONS

⤷ Past connections click into place like a puzzle Gortash has been missing pieces of for years.

5. A YEAR

⤷ A year passes by and the two fall into a routine with each other.

6. DOMESTICATING A BHAALSPAWN

⤷ Enver Gortash's guide on how to make a Bhaalspawn come crawling back to him every time!*

*He cannot be held responsible for any unwanted feelings that may arise. He would greatly appreciate any tips on how to combat these feelings.

7. THE FIRST REFUSAL

⤷ Her nature is not to be refused, yet Rumour finds it rather easy to do when it's Gortash asking for her not to kill for one night.

8. CONSEQUENCES

⤷ Actions have consequences only worsened by time.

9. THE DAWN OF A NEW ERA

⤷ The Gods deliver an important message that cannot be ignored.

10. THAT UNWANTED ANIMAL

⤷ An adjustment needs to be made between them to prevent them from breaking under the weight of the ever growing tension.

11. WHERE IRON MEETS FLESH

⤷ Advancements are made with personal projects and God-driven projects.

12. THE CHOSEN OF THE DEAD THREE: UNITED

⤷ The Chosen of the Dead Three meet in person. There's something hidden deep in the walls of Moonrise Towers.

13. TWO HANDS LONGING FOR EACH OTHERS WARMTH

⤷ Plans begin to form to start their journey to Godhood. Does it matter anymore when all she wants is to be by his side?

14. THE HEIST

⤷ Cania is quite lovely at this time of the year

15. KILL YOUR DARLINGS

⤷ Dreams can be read as warnings, depending on how one interprets them.

16. BEFORE THE STORM

⤷ Cracks start to form in the foundation of their alliance.

17. GODS OF THE NEW WORLD

⤷ Godhood awaits.

18. THE SURRENDER

⤷ She should've seen this betrayal coming.

19. THE BETRAYER

⤷ A betrayal so perfect, why would she feel guilty?

20. THE MOURNER

⤷ They promised each other they would never leave. So why is he alone now?

21. HAUNTED BY THE GHOST OF YOU

⤷ Gortash always knew, deep down, he would do this alone.

⪼ updates frequently on AO3

finally dropping my durgetash fic links here. it's very self-indulgent but i feel like i should promo it more considering how much of a labour of love it is. featuring my durge, rue [tiefling wild magic sorcerer] (cool gifs of her can be found HERE i really should make more of them)

[rinwellisathing]

Hi! I want to ask about your WIP:

Papa Bhaal's House of Horrors

:3

Thanks for the ask! So this one is very fun because it's inspired by 70's and 80's horror tropes and like exploitation horror in general as well as some of my favorite horror from all eras. So in the story, Sarevok Anchev is the patriarch of a sort of murder family in the hills. It stars Sarevok, Sceleritas, default Durge, Orin, and then Sentry and my Bhaalist OC family as like Sawney Bean/Firefly Family/Texas Chainsaw Massacre style serial killers in the isolated Moonrise County. They have business dealings with the corrupt Judge Thorm and his accomplices Sheriff Z'rell and Balthazar the County Coroner as well as a sleazy big city mover and shaker, Enver Gortash who keeps offices at the county line. The main plot follows their encounter with Wyll Ravengard and his friends as they drive to the City of Baldur's Gate to fix up his father's old house....and then of course, their car breaks down near the old Anchev homestead...

[romanken]

Ashra realizing the sexy evil drow lady she really didn't want to kill is actually alive and completely willing to ignore her betrayal and come back to camp with her:

[mightymizora]

Need to be thinking about anything else and brain is absolutely tortured by this entirely self-indulgent chosen three AU where, in Georgian era England, pious gentleman's Ward Manva is ruined by a (perceived) scandal with new society cad Lord Gortash, and is married to General Thorm to avoid further scandal in the family, even though she has stated she will happily go to a convent for her perceived sin.

It turns out to be a ploy by her sister Orin, who knows who Manva's father is and that she was due to inherit an estate that will pass through to her if she had gone into the convent as planned. Ketheric knew her father, and does not care about the estate - however he does want to avoid another woman linked to Gortash going missing. Members of his staff have disappeared, and it seems to Manva that Thorm's daughter may also have fallen into the hands of Gortash...

She is wrong of course, and there are many more secrets to uncover in the haunted halls of the old Moonrise estate...

[lullabyes22-blog]

Snippet - Forward, but Never Forget/XOXO - Equinox in Zaun

The Undercity keeps wild hours in springtime.

Forward but Never Forget/XOXO

Snippet:

Dinnertime in Zaun differs wildly from its Topside counterpart.

Fissurefolk navigate life by a schedule decadently suited to night-living. Most eat when they please, and how they please. They can't afford to live by a clock as moody as Old Hungry. Others set their timetables depending on their profession. Miners wake at dawn to a breakfast of cold gruel and bitter coffee. Factory-hands break for lunch by the whistle, bolting down a greasy fare of meat pies and cheap beer. The chem-barons favor a sweet repast of honey-glazed breads and imported fruits by twilight, followed by a more robust banquet of roast fowl by dark. The street folk have no concept of regular mealtimes at all: they subsist on a diet of grubs, pickles, and the odd stolen crust.

The exception is the Equinox.

Daylight is a rarity belowground. During the winter, the sky is a slate of ash and iron. A gloomy miasma hangs over the cityscape. The sun is a pale phantom. But come the Equinox, the sky morphs into pastel hues of rose and gilt. The smog is thinner; the air tastes sweeter. And the sun, warmer, has a way of kissing the skin.

Fissurefolk are an industrious lot. But even they are not insensate to the spell of springtime.

On the Equinox, the city basks. Work-hours are inverted. From daybreak to midday, the streets are busy with trade. Market stalls spill with exotica; vendors hawk their wares; peddlers their trinkets. The chem-labs, the factories, the mines—everything grinds at full tilt. By noon, the march of commerce ebbs. The sun crests, and so does the afternoon languor.

Fissurefolk throw their windows open to the slanting pink sunrays. The streets fill with bodies: shopgirls taking their ease, laborers unwinding after a shift, children at play. Some, like Silco retire for a rare siesta under the striped luminosity of the Laguna Lounge's shuttered windows, savoring brandy from a cut-glass beaker. Others, like Sevika, favor a different sort of savoring: the heady rush of a good smoke after a hard fuck as the dust-motes swirl gold through the slats of a brothel's backroom. Still others, like Jinx, prefer a less traditional mode of unwinding: a dance of daredevilry off the gables of sunbaked rooftops with fistfuls of paint-bombs. By dusk, they each sleep, sprawled, in the lap of the sun.

The rest of Zaun does the same: a honeyed hive, drunk on warm nectar.

Supper is served early, an hour after sundown. It's the city's way of drawing out the day. Or turning back the clock, just for a heartbeat, to the idyllic era before the Cataclysm. A time when the sky was an edgeless blue, and the air held a scent of leaves. A time when the rains were pure and the riverwater sweet.

The spread at supper is traditionally sweet too: sugared rhubarb and poached cavernfruit, roasted nuts and spiced ciders. It's a stimulus to the senses; the perfect pick-me-up for the night-shifts that resume by moonrise. And as the darkness deepens over Zaun, so does the city's appetite.

Dinner is served at midnight. The zenith of the Equinox, when the street-life is brightest. Hot and savory and spiced, it is a rousing tonic to the nocturnal chill. Families gather at tables laden with stewed mushrooms, skewered squab, and steaming loaves of chaff bread. Jars of fermented cavernfruit wine are passed around. Bottoms are raised to the gods. The old gods: the ones Topside pretends have no teeth.

And then, the feast begins.

On the Equinox, everyone revels. Even the monsters.

[69consellationsinatrenchcoat]

All Warrior Cats Books in Order (up to a Starless Clan)

Dawn of the Clans

Dawn of the clans #1: The Sun Trail

Dawn of the clans #2: Thunder Rising

Dawn of the clans #3: The First Battle

Dawn of the clans #4: The Blazing Star

Dawn of the clans #5: A Forest Divided­­­­­

Dawn of the clans #6: Path of Stars

Super Edition: Moth Flight's Vision

Novella: Thunderstar's Echo

Between 'Dawn of the Clans' era and the 'Prequel' era

Field guide: Code of the clans (Stories covering from this point to Bluestar's prophecy)

Novella: Cloudstar's journey (part of The Untold Stories)

Novella: Mapleshade's vengeance (part of Shadows of the clans)

Novella: Pinestar's choice (takes place from here to part way through Bluestar's Prophecy)

Novella: Goosefeather's Curse (part of Shadows of the Clans)

'Prequel' era (covers the same time period from different Points of View. Set before the original series)

Super edition: Tallstar's Revenge

Super edition: Yellowfang's Secret

Super edition: Crookedstar's Promise

Super edition: Bluestar's Prophecy

Novella: Spottedleaf's heart (part of Legends of the Clans. takes place during Bluestar's prophecy)

Manga: The Rise of Scourge (takes place during Bluestar's prophecy, ends at the Darkest Hour)

The Prophecies Begin

The Prophecies Begin #1: Into the Wild

The Prophecies Begin #2: Fire and Ice

The Prophecies Begin #3: Forest of Secrets

Novella: Tigerclaw's Fury (part of Tales From the Clans, takes place from the Forest of Secrets to the Rising Storm)

The Prophecies Begin #4: The Rising Storm

The Prophecies Begin #5: A Dangerous Path

Tigerstar and Sasha Manga #1:  Into the Woods (Takes place during a Dangerous Path)

Tigerstar and Sasha Manga #2: Escape from the Forest (starts during a Dangerous Path)

The Prophecies Begin #6: The Darkest Hour

Between the Original series (The Prophecies Begin) and the New Prophecy

Tigerstar and Sasha Manga #3: Return to the Clans

Super edition: Firestar's Quest

Ravenpaw's Path Manga #1: Shattered Peace (Triology available)

Ravenpaw's Path Manga #2: A Clan in Need (Triology available)

Ravenpaw's Path Manga 3: The Heart of a Warrior

Super Edition: Skyclan's Destiny (takes place roughly around Midnight)

Manga: A Shadow in RiverClan (Takes place after Prophecies begin)

The New Prophecy Era

The New Prophecy #1: Midnight

The New Prophecy #2: Moonrise

Novella: Mothwing's Secret (from A Warrior’s Spirit novella collection)

The New Prophecy 3: #Dawn

Graystripe's Adventure Manga #1: The Lost Warrior (Starts during Dawn)

The New Prophecy #4: Starlight

Short Story: Spottedleaf's Honest Answer (available online)

The New Prophecy #5: Twilight

The New Prophecy #6: Sunset

Short Story: The Right Choice? (available online)

Between The New Prophecy and Power of Three:

Skyclan and the Stranger Manga #1: The Rescue (takes place roughly during late New Prophecy or before Power of Three; sometime after SkyClan's Destiny and before Eclipse)

Skyclan and the Stranger Manga #2: Beyond the Code

Skyclan and the Stranger Manga #3: After the Flood

Field Guide: Secrets of the Clans (short stories/info covering the og series and The New Prophecy)

Novella: Leafpool's Wish (Tales from the Clans)

Graystripe's Adventure Manga #2: Warrior's Refuge

Graystripe's Adventure Manga #3: Warrior's Return (ends during The Sight)

The Power of Three

The Power of Three #1: The Sight

The Power of Three #2: Dark River

The Power of Three #3: Outcast

Field Guide: Cats of the Clans (info about first two series and the third up to Outcast)

The Power of Three #4: Eclipse

The Power of Three #5: Long Shadows

The Power of Three #6: Sunrise

Novella: Hollyleaf's Story (takes place about from Sunrise to OotS 5: The forgotten warrior)

Omen of the Stars:

Omen of the Stars #1: The Fourth Apprentice

Omen of the Stars #2: Fading Echoes

Novella: Mistystar's Omen (part of Untold Stories. Takes place during Fading Echoes)

Field guide: Battles of the Clans (covers random things anywhere from before the Prequel Era to this point)

Omen of the Stars #3: Night Whispers

Omen of the Stars #4: Sign of the Moon

Omen of the Stars #5: The Forgotten Warrior

Omen of the Stars #6: The Last Hope

Between Omen of the Stars and A Vision of Shadows:

Novella: Ravenpaw's Farewell (part of Shadows of the Clans)

Novella: Dovewing's Silence (part of Tales from the Clans)

Super Edition: Bramblestar's Storm

Field Guide: The Ultimate Guide (an updated Cats of the Clans that contains info through the end of Omen of the Stars and part of Dawn of the Clans)

Super Edition: Hawkwing's Journey

Novella: Pebbleshine’s Kits (happens during Hawkwing’s Journey)

Novella: Tree’s Roots

A Vision of Shadows

A Vision of Shadows #1: The Apprentice's Quest

A Vision of Shadows #2: Thunder and Shadow

A Vision of Shadows #3: Shattered Sky

A Vision of Shadows #4: Darkest Night

Super Edition: Tigerheart's Shadow (takes place during Darkest Night)

A Vision of Shadows #5: River of Fire

A Vision of Shadows #6 The Raging Storm­

Super Edition: Squirrelflight’s Hope

The Broken Code

The Broken Code #1: Lost Stars

The Broken Code #2: The Silent Thaw

The Broken Code #3: Veil of Shadows

The Broken Code #4: Darkness Within

The Broken Code #5: The Place of No Stars

The Broken Code #6: A Light in the Mist

Then followed by A Starless Clan Series, however we haven't read them nor any of the recent novellas.

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thanks so much for the tag! @20thcenturystarlet ♡

1. What artists (musical or visual) have made a big impact on your aesthetic & continue to inspire you?

Lana Del Rey (alwaysss), Mika Ninagawa, Ethel Cain, Loona, Mitski, Olivia Rodrigo, FKA Twigs, Marina and the Diamonds, Věra Chytilová, Marina Abramović, Troye Sivan, Sofia Coppola, Petra Collins, Junji Ito (and I'm sure there's more but I can't think rn) ♡

2. Who is an artist (musical or visual) who is a newer discovery to you that you're obsessed with right now?

I recently discovered the song 'ceilings' by Lizzy McAlpine and it absolutely destroyed me (I'm obsessed). and for visuals I'm loving Kyoko Okazaki's work right now (I'm thinking of a tattoo inspired by her art soon) 🎀

3. What films or TV shows have made a big impact on your aesthetic & continue to inspire you?

(let's go this will be a big one)

Lolita 1997, Clueless, Moonrise Kingdom, Submarine, X, Heavenly Creatures, Blame 2017, Orphan, Wild Child, Daisies 1966, The Secret Garden, Legally Blonde, The Princess Diaries, She's the Man, Pride and Predjudice 2005, Sucker Punch, Helter Skelter 2012, American Honey, The Love Witch, Assassination Nation, Bones and All, Pearl. 💋

4. What is a film or TV show that is a newer discovery to you, that you're obsessed with right now?

I recently watched Sugar & Spice for the first time (I have reblogged it lots already I know lol) and it was so funny, very similar to Drop Dead Gorgeous if you like darker comedy high school movies!

5. What is a fashion movement, era, or item, that has made a big impact on your personal aesthetic?

90s fashion is my FAVE always and I love everything from that decade, I also love the 1960s 'Dolly' fashion, Kinderwhore, Gyaru and anything girly, but with a bit of edge to it. Anything with frills, lace, pink, mini skirts and cute prints have my heart 💓

6. What is a fashion movement, era, or item, that you're currently obsessed with?

at the moment I'm really excited for autumn so I'm looking forward to wearing turtlenecks and plaid skirts again, plus the twilightcore aesthetic is one of my faves for the season!

7. What is a book, poem, essay, etc. that made a big impact on you?

Lolita absolutely, blew my mind when I first read it and I never knew books could be written in such a way. when I was about 10-14, Jacqueline Wilson's books were everything to me and especially the ones meant for older kids such as My Sister Jodie, Love Lessons and the Girls in Love series were my favourites (also she's a queer icon so hell yeah). and Flowers in the Attic by VC Andrews introduced me to the gothic genre and I fell in love with it ever since. Recently, Sula by Toni Morrison was a book that pushed the boundaries of what I even thought could be possible in Literature and I adore her writing!

8. What is a "classic" coquette trend that you'll never let go of?

Heart shaped sunglasses! they will never die ♡

I'm tagging whoever wants to do it ♡

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To My Lover From Afar: Record 1

Pairing: Alien AU! Do Kyungsoo x Actress!Reader |CW: Mentions of death, mentions of suicide, but not a lot.|Heavily inspired by the drama series. "My Love From Another Star."|| Word Count: 3k.

Summary: Do Kyungsoo has been living on planet Earth for the past 400 years after having failed to return home due to unforeseen circumstances. With only a few months remaining before his long-awaited return, he's found himself caught in problems and people that he thought he had left behind centuries ago. Is this what humans call, "fate?"

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He wouldn’t consider himself a helpful person. He wouldn’t consider himself anything, really. 

He’s never thought much about anything. He simply does what he is told and obeys silently because more than the unnecessary chewing sounds of his fellowmen, and definitely more than being the center of attention, he absolutely hates inconveniencing others. 

Which is why it surprised him when he found himself moving not of his own accord, as if on autopilot. Using his abilities to freeze time to pull the palanquin aside, then letting nature run its own course again after relocating them to a nearby area.

He opened the entrance of the vessel to find a startled, but fierce -looking young woman with furrowed brows staring back at him. Dressed in flashy colors that showed her status, if the state of the palanquin wasn’t enough. He smiled gently to reassure the poor woman as he held out his hand for hers to take, which she took, but not without regarding him warily.

His experiences over the years were still vivid in his mind.

One would think that after all this time, you’d forget them with how long you live. From thrilling nights, to mundane one-off meetings, not everything can be so easily forgotten. 

A misfortune brought about by his own existence. 

Which is why he’s here now as he is.

“1601. The first year of Gwanghae’s rule. The Records of Joseon Dynasty report an unidentified flying object seen in the sky.” From staring at his own hands, he looks up at the camera he’s set up. “It was that very object that brought me to Joseon. The people on Earth named my star KMT 184.05. A planet very much like Earth.” 

Over the years, since the Joseon era until now, he’s recorded all of his notable observations on various mediums. What was once, ‘Hanyang’ 300 years ago is now, ‘Seoul.’ And after having lived there for years, he has fully adapted to life on Earth. His only weaknesses so far are his inability to share blood and bodily fluid with humans, however he is rarely in a situation that would require it.

His continued refusal to a night out with his colleagues might seem suspicious, but many simply think he’s unsociable. Or arrogant.

He doesn't concern himself with anyone but himself. He simply does what he is expected and obeys silently because more than the unnecessary small talk of his colleagues, and definitely more than lousy questions, he absolutely hates inconveniencing others. 

Which is why he doesn’t bother using his abilities to help anyone. “It’s meaningless for me to get involved in their lives,” is what he always tells himself. Just like how he couldn’t return home for over four centuries, whether anyone  likes it or not, some things are just bound to happen. 

“Earthlings call this phenomenon, ‘Fate.’” He looks down at the hourglass as the sand on the upper half starts diminishing, then looks back up. 

“A new fate is beginning.”He smiles a bit at the thought.

 “The comet I’ve waited 400 years for will be coming to Earth soon. In three months, I can finally return to the planet I came from.”

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“Ah, sorry to ask, but have you moved my stuff already?” Around 700 meters away from the alien's apartment, you ask your manager about the state of your belongings. 

You’ve asked your management company what a good place would be to move to, given your current filming location, and you were told that "Moonrise Palace" was one. You’ve scoped out the available units, and while you wished for something on the lower floors, the unit on the 20th floor was the only one that was both within your taste and space. 

It was also a lot more spacious than you were used to, but you suppose that wouldn’t be so bad.

The owner also boasted about how soundproof the higher floors were in comparison to their lower counterparts.

So you agreed to move there. 

“Who do you take me for? Of course I have.” Your manager joked as he handed you your drink from the cafe nearby, phone in the other hand.  

“Ah, I see.” You thanked him as you received the cup and drank from it. 

And like clockwork, Mingyu, your manager, took a picture of you mid-drink, and started typing away on his phone to post on your company’s SNS account. 

You notice this and sighed. “Can we stop doing this every time?”

“When you’ve decided to make your own account where you can post your own pictures, maybe.” He says without looking up from his phone.

The thought makes a chill crawl up your spine.

 You do have an SNS account, various in fact, but they were all devoted to the many fandoms you were in. All of which have amassed quite the following over the years. From serious written reviews, to almost cringe-worthy, thirsty professions for your favorite characters, you’ve posted them all.

So with both the “you” as a famous Hallyu star actress of 2023, and the “you” as the faceless owner of these accounts, you can’t even imagine how messy your career would look if they were able to link these two personas together because of one misclick, or mispost. 

Hell, nowadays people can even guess who they’re talking to based on how they type.

You shake thought out of your head. “Isn’t it fine as it is then?” 

Mingyu finally looks at you after posting the picture to greet you with a horrified face. “What are you saying? You’re a star, you need to stay trendy and relatable!” The expression makes you laugh and he only huffs at you. After having worked with each other for 3 years, you’ve grown comfortable with teasing each other. 

“Anyway, we should get you to class, you haven’t gone in a while. You’re done for the day, right? Because we’re not.” You sigh and head to the van with him, ready for another long lecture of social media etiquette in the hopes of getting you to make one. 

Which was the intention, if it weren’t for a certain chaebol interrupting you two. The doubling of the already frequent camera flashes making you see afterimages. 

“Ah– Hyung!” Mingyu bows as he greets him, but is ignored as the man makes his way to you.

“Oh Y/n!” The man regards you with an easy smile, his boyish charm peaking through with the way he jogs towards you two. 

“You’ve gotten so much prettier since I last saw you.” He moves in to hug you, but your eyebrows only knit together and skew upwards as you put your hand on his chest to keep him at a distance.

“Yah, Park Chanyeol. When did you get back?” He grabs your hand and moves in closer regardless with a smile and a laugh.

“Just 30 minutes ago! I’m on a break right now, but that doesn’t matter. You haven’t seen me in 6 months, aren’t you glad to see me?”

“I don’t have the luxury to be glad when you’re around.”

“Isn’t that exciting then? I’m keeping you on your toes!”

“Rather than that, wouldn’t you be ‘stressing me out’ then?”

“I heard you were heading to uni anyway. Let me drive you! I–...” He looks almost shy as he pauses, which makes you sigh for probably the third time in the past hour. 

“I really wanted to see you.”

“And I really didn’t–” You notice your manager watching the exchange and remembered what you were supposed to be doing. “Look, as much as I really appreciate it, I have to go-–”

“Let me take you then. You’re going to your university right?” The incessant offer makes you want to immediately refuse, but you’re interrupted by your manager.

“Hyung, that’s a great idea!” He then turns to you and lowers his voice in a scolding manner. “Noona, this will be good for you, I promise.” He smiles warmly at the both of you and escorts you to your friend’s car. 

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“Well, aren’t you in a good mood.” If there’s anything you know about Chanyeol from knowing him for so long, it’s that he only fusses with his hair when he’s excited.

That, and the constant checking of his reflection on anything that he can see himself on. In this case, his rear-view mirror.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I be when you’re by my side?” He looks at you through the mirror and waits for your reaction as he continues. 

“Isn’t the timing of things incredible? Hey, you should cut down on your schedule! That way, when you graduate next year, we can get married–”  

“Ah, you can just drop me of there by the taxi–”

“Oh come on, what's your problem? Do you not have any plans to get married?”

“I didn’t say that–”

“So you will someday?”

“Yeah, maybe–”

“Then why don’t you just marry me? The earlier, the better! It could be fun!”

“I said that I’d get married someday, maybe, just for sure not next year.”

“Why not?” You looked at him, ready to curse him out, but noticed that the question was serious. His confusion clear through the mirror despite keeping his eyes on the road.

“Are you serious? What about all of the posters and merch I have of all of those ikemen? My precious Masamune Date, my beloved SHINee, huh? 2D, 3D, I’m not throwing them away just to make some guy comfortable. I want to keep them in my room, I need inspiration! Besides,”

You pause to catch your breath, which unintentionally leaves Chanyeol hanging on to the words that come out of your mouth after. 

“What about my job, huh? At this age, I’m surprised I’m still getting romantic roles. Getting married basically guarantees my next one being some ajhumma in a shitty comedy.” He laughs at your foul mouth, one that he’s grown accustomed to over the years, but he reassures you.

“You? An ajhumma? That would be pretty funny, but I doubt it. You’d still be pretty, marriage wouldn’t change that, and you’d still get those romantic rom-com roles. When there are no more offers, I can just ask  my father to produce something for you to star in!”

Ah, there goes your fourth sigh. You really wonder sometimes if he’s using the rich kid card seriously or not. 

“I don’t do rom-coms, have you seen my fanfics? I want to do something steamy.”

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A hush falls over the car ride and you almost want to laugh at your friend’s rapidly pailing face.

“You’re really funny, you know that?”

“I wasn’t kidding.”

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“Something,... steamy?”

“Yeah. You don’t like that?”

Chanyeol chuckles, and you can’t tell if it’s out of awkwardness or nervousness. “No! I mean– of course, I like that, you know! Rom-coms aren’t your style, and you’d be great at the steamy stuff since, uh,  you know so much in uh, your writing–”

“My writing with those kissing and bedding scenes?” You push further to make him see your point and he not so subtly fans himself with the neckline of his shirt.

“H-Hey, I get it, okay! I’m studying in America! My mind is open to stuff like that, you know? This here is an American mind!” He emphasizes this by tapping his temple. “I understand the difference between your professional career and your private life.”

“I really don’t care if you get it or not, as long as the person I marry has that mindset.” He laughs again, finding comfort in your words despite them showing clear refusal.

“Isn’t that me then? I’ve told you a thousand times since middle school.” He turns to look at  you earnestly before returning his eyes onto the road, continuing his sentiments as he does.

“I know you speak English, but we’re speaking Korean right now. So there’s no way you’d misunderstand this, right?

You look at him from the corner of your, admiring his resolve, but feeling firm about your stance. “...I got it, alright?”

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So that was what Mingyu meant, huh? It seemed that everyone that saw you leave with Chanyeol were clamoring to find news about your relationship, and so some nosy camera men from various media outlets waited at what seemed like all possible entrances to your university. 

The memory of people pushing to snap pictures of you literally seconds ago makes you curse internally. Your manager soon tagged along and accompanied you to class as a buffer, which you were thankful for.

You loved acting, truly. You loved your job almost as much as your posters. But sometimes the attention you receive outside of your job and right in your face was really tiring.

Speaking of attention,

“She’s so much prettier in real life.” 

“Her fingers, they look so delicate, just like her.” 

“I want to be the chair that she sits on.” 

‘Okay, that’s fucking weird to say out loud, but I can’t complain because I’d probably say that about Sanada-san too.’ You thought to yourself.

“She clearly got her nose done.” 

“No skincare can be that good, that’s for sure botox.”

“Her eyes, come on! That’s clearly surgery.”

‘It’s called learning makeup. Why don’t you stop wasting your damn time caring about me and start minding your own shit.’

A mixture of positive and negative whispers filled the room the moment you entered and sat on your seat. A few flashes on cameras also greeted you. You’ll admit that it’s been a few weeks since you’ve sat there again because of the drama you were shooting, but it seems that no one has claimed it while you were away.

You feel your manager elbow you a bit after giving up on stopping the people in the class from taking pictures. He rubs the space between his own brows, and you realize that you’ve been furrowing your own for a while now. 

“Y/n, you’re so obvious. You look like you’re swearing at them with your eyes.” You blink away whatever expression you might’ve had on left and try to relax as you slump into your space.  

Not long after, you joined your classmates in greeting your lecturer and only then have you really seen his face. 

You’ve been to his class before, of course. But after only attending what was probably only 30% of the time, and stressing more about how to hide your face when you do go, you’ve never really noticed,

 “He’s pretty good-looking.” 

It was a small comment, you were sure of it. Not even Mingyu who was right next to you heard it. So your lecturer raising his head from his podium to look at you, was that just a coincidence?

You bowed anyway when you made eye contact, just to be polite, and debated on keeping your head down for the rest of the lesson. 

“Oh for fuck’s sake, Y/n.”

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Class couldn’t have ended earlier. As much as you’ve found biological anthropology to be of interest, all you wanted was to have time to yourself before eventually having to return to stressing about anything and everything.

You were so ready to leave in fact, your manager was just waiting outside the classroom door, but your professor seemed to have other plans.

“Oh Y/n, I’d like to talk to you.” He looked up from his records on the table, and gestured for you to approach him.

The few stragglers that were just about to leave were suddenly very interested in the conversation and were ready to whip out their phones had they not been stared down and dismissed by him. 

You breathed out the tension building up in you and nodded as you neared his table. His gaze back on the papers in front of him. 

‘You didn’t do anything wrong, so stop acting like you have. You can’t have pissed him off when you barely even remember his face, so you’re sure you haven’t done anything incriminating.’ 

You waited for him to speak, keeping a polite distance. Wringing out your fingers as you do, a nervous habit of yours. 

“You know that my class has an expected 80% attendance, correct?” 

“Eh?” This was news to you. Is that why you’ve been repeating this course for a while now? “Ah, of course, I’m very sorry about that. I’ll be sure to attend more regularly.”

He shakes his head before finally looking at you. And while your eye contact is less direct, given his pair of glasses that separate your gazes, you don’t feel any less anxious.

“I don’t know what you do in your free time, but attendance is a requirement. I can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve marked you present in the last semester.” 

“I understand your point sir, but I have a job that requires me to be avaiable at all times.”

“Many other students taking this course have jobs like you, you know? And they take the initiative to still regularly attend classes because they value their education.” 

Ah.

Could it be…

He doesn’t know who you are?

You really don’t like using the, ‘I’m famous’ card, but surely it could help in this situation, right?

“With all due respect sir, I’m currently–”

“Also, please remember to submit your essay tomorrow. You’re not exempted from the deadline unless you present a medical certificate excusing your absence for the past few weeks. Please refer to your notes from today for your paper’s coverage.” 

He doesn’t even let you get a word in, nor does he look at you, as he gathers his things. 

“I’m looking forward to your work, so please do it.”

“...Yes, professor Do.” You sense no sincerity in his words, but you know it’s for formality’s sake. Still. Having to prepare and finish an essay with nothing to go on but today’s notes by tomorrow is insane to even you. 

The self-proclaimed, ‘Queen of Procrastination.’

He gets up to leave, and you bow to show your thanks as he exits the room. Leaving no one left but yourself to steam with your thoughts.

Not that you could’ve thought about much because a notification from your phone quickly destroyed the spiral in your head before it could fully form.

You quickly checked to see the preview of the message on your homescreen. A simple bubble that read, ‘Let’s have dinner, ok?’ from Chanyeol with a cute sticker following it.

“Ah, shit. Here we go again.”

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Ahhh, I hope this was serviceable-- It's been a while since writing a series like this has greatly excited me, and I'm glad that this was what got me into the process of it. Anyways, feel free to share your thoughts on my writing, maybe the pacing(?) of the story, the amount of dialogue, etc.