#everlasting orbit au

[tinyfairart]

Is it AU appreciation time?? Cause I think so!

[ID: 9 blocks with various AU dca's in them. From top to left we have @grayyskies Radio AU Sun. @venomous-qwille Misuta, @thetiedyesheep Glitch, @nosleepyguy Rockstar Sun, @pillowspace God AU Sun, @/KJam101 Monster Eclipse, My ghost AU Moon, @muzzlemouths Dead Mall Dare Moon, and finally @certified-handler Dealer's Choice AU Sun. END ID.]

[shookethdev]

Hey @tinyfairart!! I was your Secret Skeleton for the DCAH2023 event! I had a lot of fun drawing these guys, and I love the concept of your AU Everlasting Orbit!!

Below the cut is just the uncolored and flats/unedited version

[thecourtjester12]

Happy birthday to @fairstival these beans belong to him! and are from their EverlastingOrbit Au

Maybe go bother him a bit with some birthday wishes! :3

[fudgernutter]

@tinyfairart pspspspd

[everlastingorbit]

I want to apologize for chapter one taking so long. It's currently 3000 words in the revisioning process but as I reread it I'm realizing it needs a lot more detail.

It's means there's going to be a lot of world building and plenty to read for the first chapter but its going to take longer than I hoped.

Thank you to everyone interested in the project and for the patience as I try my best lol

[fairstival]

😊 and ✔️ for the ask game, please!

Thank you for asking!

What do you find the most fun about creating it?

oh man theres a few. I think probably map out character interactions. Being that this story relies so heavily on complex motivations and tainted histories, I'm trying my best to do it justice. I'm really enjoying mapping out Y/N at the moment. I really like the idea of someone desperate who got swept up in the nationalist ideas of their society. Speaking of

What's a fun fact about one of your characters?

Y/N was perviously an artist. They got commissioned to make propaganda pieces which is what started their spiral. I plan for them to revist that past with Sun later in the story. A set up for symbolic way of self doubt and questioning. I really can't wait to get to that scene but its so far out at the moment.

I'll probably get back on writing tomorrow since my hand is feeling a lot better.

[thecourtjester12]

The comic is so sweeeeeet, and the expressions!!!!

Here's my Secret Santa for @tinyfairart , I hope you like it! :)

[hugsandchaos]

Danny Phantom Related Masterlist

•Ghost blobs!

•Dash is a human sacrifice

•Ectomelons

•Great Cub

DP x Linked Universe

•Short headcanon list

•Memes, anyone?

•More memes

•He jumped?!

•Uhh not sure what to call this

•Okay, this is probably the last string of memes

•I lied, here’s a few more

•It’s just one meme

•Another idea

•Cooking

•Incorrect quote that I just tossed out there (we appreciate you trying to help, Hyrule)

•Late night thoughts

•Studying and Manatees

•No caffeine?! Criminal!

•Introducing Vlad

•Another Incorrect Quote

•”Danny, get out of the closet!”

•Lord Of The Dark Birds

•A couple more incorrect quotes

•Soup Time

•LBM!

•Picking locks

•Who’s Dash?

•Dash? What are you doing here?

•Singing equals spells??

•Comfort in the chaos

•Wing bois rant

•More Little Baby Man

•How are they not banned??

•Dungeons

•Meme anyone?

•Summoned!

•That time Danny picked up Time

•Danny is the youngest sibling

•Everlasting Trio!

Oneshots

•”He’s in the walls...”

•Astrophilia

•April 3rd Special! :D

Story Chapters: Eudaemon (Now on Ao3 too! :D)

•The Beginning

•Proper Introductions

•Dawn Of The Second Day

•Magical Meal

•Day 3

•Where Do Stars Come From?

•Quick update

•Creepy Conclusions

•Ghost Boy, Where Art Thou?

•Alexa, Play Mission Impossible (Coming Soon!)

•Hungry For Answers (Coming soon!)

Ao3 Link!

•Sneak Peek! (Updated October 30th)

•Orbit!

Beautiful art by @nerdypear4 here, here, here, here, and here too!

•Quick vote

DP x Marvel Universe

•Loki’s cape

•”Hey, Ron.” “Hey, Billy.”

DC x DP Prompts

•Accidentally Blessed

•Phantom Forest

•A Ghost Boy and His Wolf

•Tired Haunt

•Early Hero Gets The Adoptee

•Family Reunion

•Loki’s cape

•More Wulf!

•Watchtower Ghost

DC x DP Headcanons

•Reasons to not trust the Justice League

•”Really? This guy?”

Seeing Double

Young Justice x Danny Phantom

Summary: A ghost who looks a lot like Phantom comes to him in search of protection, and their newest member instantly agrees. He calls her his little sister, and sooner or later, Phantom also might end up with a new brother.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Friendship is Haunting

Mlp x Danny Phantom AU

•What if?

Prologue

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

DP Unnamed AU

PenPals AU

Halfa Dash AU

•First post

•Quick talk about how Danny suffers in this AU

•How Dash became a Halfa

•Phantom’s soft spot

•LBM!

•Memes

DP x TF

•Ideas!

[lunarcrystaldraws]

Binary Stars AU!: An AxBill AU! 💫🌟

Yaaaay! More Au’s to never update Also get it? Cuz binary stars are stars that orbit around eachother and-

This is the updated version of this post.

Alright guys it’s happening! My own dedicated, extremely self indulgent AU of my comfort ship! Please refer to this fluff/angst headcannon list for already established information!

Now for the new stuff:

Bill close-up:

The Rose + Feather:

Oopsies! Bill fell for the Axolotl, but there is no way they could ever love his dumbass back, right?

… Then they confessed their love for him…

Bill did not believe them. No way. This has to be a cruel joke on him. Some divine punishment for his crimes.

To soothe his doubts, (and his cynical ass) Ax made him this cosmic rose decoration weaved from their own blood, as proof and as a reminder of their love for him. The rose and its light are as everlasting as Ax’s love. It blinks in sinc to Ax’s heartbeat.

The feather is made of stardust. It resembles and functions similarly to Ax’s feathery gills. It changes color depending on Bill’s mood.

The Star?

So cool gift lore aside… a little star on Bill’s bowtie… also a gift cuz yeah. I’ll try to give it something deep about it. No promises tho.

It does kinda look like Ax’s default pupils and they do call him “My star/starlight”👍

Plz guys I need more ship art of them plzplzplz im starving plz. I must drag more people into this ship RAAAGGHHHHH!

Come get ya food: @skyiiskyii @bluecroc29 @vimzu @trg-deltarune-quotes @constellationmelody @the-dimension-hopper @heretospitegod

[kim-jongin-s]

svt fic recs (mostly nc-17; minwon, jeongcheol, wonchan + other)

MINWON

"🥀 service 🥀". au: waiter!mg. oneshot, 4k. nc-17.

Working the VIP room at a restaurant, Mingyu accidentally makes a mess of the rich patron's expensive suit, however Wonwoo saved Mingyu from getting fired and offers him even more.

"back 2 u (am 01:27)". au: football player!mg. oneshot, 6k. nc-17.

Mingyu breaks up with Wonwoo. They don't stop seeing each other.

"regal love". royalty!au: commander!ww, emperor!mg, omegaverse: beta!ww, alpha!mg. oneshot, 8k. pg-13.

"Sica wouldn't be under our rule if it wasn't for you. And that's why I would like to appoint you as the Minister of the province."

Dark eyes stared up at the emperor, lips pulled into a polite smile that never reached his eyes. Raven eyes that saw too much and lips that spoke too little. "I'm afraid I would have to turn down the offer your highness. Sica doesn't have you."

"in your orbit". band!au. oneshot, 8.6k. nc-17.

Wonwoo nearly kisses Mingyu on stage and even though Mingyu's dreamt about the moment for so long, it was never like this. He does the only logical thing—run away.

"bloodstained". fantasy!au: vampire!ww, werewolf!mg. 5 chapters, 49k. nc-17.

When he meets Wonwoo for the first time, Mingyu is about to die.

"what is it to burn". omegaverse: omega!ww, alpha!mg. 15 chapters, 103k. nc-17.

Mingyu isn't the only one with a secret. Wonwoo is the sole omega in the group of thirteen—a truth he's always kept concealed from the public.

When a dire situation arises, the boundaries between friendship and something more begin to blur.

JEONGCHEOL

"like a tsunami". college!au, oneshot, 1k. nc-17.

What's wetter? The shower or..?

"hate that you know me so well". oneshot, 5k. r.

Seungcheol wants Jeonghan. The group knows it. The fans know it. And it'd be great for everyone if Seungcheol could just god damn admit it.

"the dance of sea monsters and mermaids". office!au. oneshot, 12.5k. nc-17.

Competitors have been asking how Coupsmetics gets ahead of branding and market, when the only differences of their brands are subtle alterations of formula.

“A magician never spills his secrets.” Seungcheol would only offer a polite smile before he looks over to Secretary Yoon.

"tornado warnings". oneshot, 20k. pg-13. ♡

This was Jeonghan’s idea, and Seungcheol has the texts to prove it. Jeonghan is almost always the one calling for these things: let’s go eat, Cheolie-yah. Let’s take a walk, Seungcheol-ah. The lake is pretty, isn’t it? Let’s sit for a while, Seungcheolie. Seungcheolie—it’s cold. Give me your sweater.

And Seungcheol caves, and caves, and only offers the amount of resistance it takes to make Jeonghan smile again.

WONCHAN

"(i) put a spell on you". omegaverse: alpha!ww, omega!dn. oneshot, 7k. nc-17.

Wonchan are extremely, nastily obsessed with each other, and get nastier after a drought: the fic.

"love's awakened root". omegaverse: alpha!ww, omega!dn. oneshot, 9k. nc-17.

"I'm spending your rut with you," Chan says to Wonwoo. "Right?"

OTHER

"feelin' so hot (i got the fire)". soongyu. oneshot, 3k. nc-17.

Soonyoung hasn’t been touched in months. When he finally has a day off (and plans out a little self-care), he’s interrupted by a desperate call from Mingyu asking for help with the latest choreography. It won’t take long, right?

"everlasting arms". verkwan. omegaverse: omega!sk, alpha!vn. oneshot, 4k. nc-17.

Hansol's hoodies are missing. All of them.

"pretty please". seoksoon. omegaverse: omega!hs, omega!dk, rule 63. oneshot, 5k. nc-17.

For everything that leads her to fuck Jihoon's sister, Soonyoung blames heats. Heats, plural, as a concept. Heats for lesbian omegas, more specifically.

"a prayer for spring rain". jeonghan/wonwoo/dk. wolf!au: omega!jh, alpha!ww, beta!dk. oneshot, 7k. nc-17.

Wonwoo is no ordinary alpha. He wants something he will never get. That is until Seokmin and Jeonghan approach him with a proposition.

"all this manufactured desire". seokcheol. magical realism: sex pollen. oneshot, 10k. nc-17.

Seokmin braces himself, and he feels Seungcheol do the same, even without looking. Even while they both pointedly don’t look at each other.

“It’s some sort of lust spell, inducing feelings or urges so strong until it becomes unbearable,” Seungkwan says in a remarkably steady tone of voice, all things considered. "The, uh, only solution is to…fuck it out.”

"warm blood (underneath your skin)". jigyu. au: camboy!mg. oneshot, 11k. nc-17.

Jihoon’s skin prickles as he watches because all he can do is watch. Electricity lights up his muscles in a way that screams “reach out and take”, and it’s the inability that’s burning him up. He doesn’t normally feel this way watching Mingyu.

"if we don't do it, i can imagine it". seokwoo. roomate!au, gamer!ww, camboy!dk. oneshot, 26k. nc-17. ♡♡

Everything’s fine. Wonwoo might be in the process of developing a porn addiction and he’s certainly going to die alone and pining, but everything’s fine.

"in danger of a true romance". gyushua. au. 5 chapters, 33k. nc-17. ♡♡♡

When his best friend gets engaged after Joshua goes through a string of bad breakups and worse first dates, he swears off of dating. Unfortunately, the universe (and Jeonghan) has other plans. The man of honor he's supposed to plan this wedding with may look like Joshua's type on the surface (tall and eager), but he's a romantic -- and Joshua learned the hard way that romance isn't something he gets.

[everlastingorbit]

My computer hated me the entire time but I did it!

Everlasting orbit sun be upon ye

Today is the 21st and you know what that means? It's the Reveal-versary/Birthday of Sun and Moon! But this also means it marks the opening day of the DCA Reveal-versary magma collab!

Two boards will be open for artists from now until Tuesday the 26th so long as there's space to cram stuff in at the time (though this is depending how fast it gets filled up.)

The Reveal-versary collab is split into two boards here's a rundown of each:

The Party room: The main board where you can join Sun and Moon to celebrate their birthday! Remember to grab a party hat, party poppers or a slice of cake if you wish!

The Snack table: A secondary board where you can grab a snack of your choice or/and add one of your own! The table is catered by a pair of little guys that seem oddly familiar.

Before jumping in here's the rules:

No NSFW

Only 1 character per board - (For now. You can also add a snack of your choice alongside your character to add to the snack table board! Make sure to finish your character on one board before starting in the other though!)

Keep your character a reasonable size - (We shouldn't fill the space too fast so other artists can join after all, so no huge or gigantic characters taking most of the space.)

Finish your art of your character! / Merge layers when finished - (No uncoloured pieces please, characters included are to be coloured in someway. This is a multi-day event so don't feel pressured to do it all in one go!)

Try to interact with the scene - (If you can, try to have your character add to the scene, one of the best parts of a collab is seeing how characters interact!)

Inform me when you've finished your character and which board it's on. (Either in the chat there, ask box or reply to this post. I will be taking notes on who has participated on what boards and will include the names on the post when the final collab images are unveiled!)

Magma side note: There's a layer limit with the free plan, artists will have to make sure merge their layers when they're finished so new ones can be made for others. There is a limit of 30 people on a canvas/board at one time so if it'll be busy wait a little while.

Without further here's the boards, enjoy the party! And most of all Happy second reveal-versary to the beloved skrunkly jesters.

Collab boards:

Magma casual Birthday-themed doodles for if you want to do your own thing (Mostly for the first day):

[tinyfairart]

HEY YOU THE AU BLOG IS UP

Go ask questions n stuff

[sasoxichomoshi]

lately i have been chewing in my mind this specific question as to why did godslayer choose the sun sword

cause think with me, he could choose between the bow and sword, but he sought the sword, specifically

then i remembered the reverse au drawings my moot Ads (omg, my moot, what an honor) did a while back that partially answered it but after pondering a bit more i think i can develop the idea with a reference i have been orbiting around lately: the book Goddesses, a compilation of works from Joseph Campbell (damn him again)

so first let's put the cards in the table

tho the bow and the sword are what we see, they are here just as symbols of what they represent - the bow as the half moon and the sword as a sun ray, they are a part of the whole

diving more into the symbolic aspect, the (sun) sword is straight forward, its purpose is just to kill, while the (moon) bow on the other hand exists in duality - it's there, be it to war or hunting (and here, hunting means the extension/perpetuation of life)

both Godslayer and Hunter embodies these qualities in different levels

now addressing the celestial side of the weapons, i believe there's a reason (tho i cannot say it was the creators intention) as to why Godslayer is represented by the sun and Hunter, by the moon

in short, the sun and moon (the celestial bodies in real life, to make it clear), as explained in the book Goddesses, received throughout history religious and spiritual meaning tied with life and death (or eternity and time)

it's explained that the sun, initially, was a female symbol, and the moon a male one, but when the male centric religions started to gain dominance the roles inversed

"[...]It was from the period of his reign that the Babylonian epic of the sun god Marduk dates, whose victory over Tiamat, the old goddess of the primeval sea, marks the moment of a decisive transfer of loyalty in that quarter of the world from the universal goddess of nature to an assortment of politically established tribal gods."

here we can already trace a parallel with the game events, tho a bit shy - the main cult in the island is towards mother eagle and as time passes, her cult shrinks due to Godslayer overtaking

the parallels deepens when you take in consideration what the sun and moon are symbols for

"[...]The moon dies into the sun: the bull is pounced upon by the lion. The moon is the celestial sign of the sacrifice.[...]" "[...]What the moon, the bull, and the serpent represent is the power to throw off death and be born again." "[...]The sun always represents the killing, drying, desiccating principle and so the killer is always associated with the solar power.[...]"

Godslayer passed through the golden sun-door to eternity; and by lying his curse right in Sauro's plateau, not only he cursed the world but also took over the sun - now all his actions are holy, as it's all purified in the everlasting flames

Hunter then embodies the cyclical flow of sacrifice, hunter after hunter came to the island and all failed in stopping the curse - as the moon dies into the sun, it is also ready to rebirth

Austin in one of his videos talks about how Hunter is there for the ultimate sacrifice

"one of the narrative threads i had lashed onto early in the project was the idea that the Hunter doesnt initially know why she's being delivered to this island, why she has been sent there, and to me it always felt like a sacrifice. her civilization, wherever she comes from send her there hoping she might oppose the darkness, but they've sent countless hunters for time eternal and with no results to speak of: the darkness had continued to spread in the world, and so it had become almost a form of ritual sacrifice, like throwing... the young maiden into the volcano so to speak. and i thought i like the idea that she manages to do what none have done before her, but not just in actually defeating the darkness but even in learning what was going on there and even understanding her purpose, in that way the game, to me, feels very much like a metaphor for life itself. and so the song had to reflect all that, wrap all that together, and the specific idea that i liked the best was that her goal is to basically give her life in full, unhesitant service to others"

then, in the extended credits, Hunter is saved by the eagle - throwing off death to be reborn (this is one of the qualities of the hero), and this also happens with the Tall Ones since they are pretty much made up of moon-like qualities

"Selene, the moon, is associated with the art of Clio, the muse of history and historical writing. The moon is the planet that moves the tides of life, the tides of the ocean, and the tides of the menstrual cycle and is consequently the power that informs history. The arrow held by Selene in the sphere of the moon is held down, pointing us to the Earth and its history[...]"

the moon in the pathless takes a more human scale - it's gentler, but still conscious of the natural cycle, a natural path that repeats itself over and over and over again

for me it seems that Godslayer pursued the sword (and therefore the sun) as a form of bringing himself closer to the position of a god above the gods; the moon represented exactly what he rejects, the pathless land

hence Hunter's affinity with the moon, and its image ever so present in her presence - she's the moon that dies and resurrects, moving like the river among the realm of the humans

Godslayer in the end would never choose the moon, or the bow, cause he had only one objective

but here comes a small surprise: both the bow and the sword are described as sisters

sun and moon are both female symbols, and are sisters (a bit like Apolo and Artemis), and even if Godslayer denies, they come from a single origin, a single truth

in the end, he also abandons his sword, cause she is unfit, tainted

[bat-in-the-machine]

Gonna share some of the Owl House fics that have entered the orbit of my hyperfixation lately, and hope some of you enjoy them:

Light's Song

by PitbullsRLife

This is my favorite crossover fic. In this story, Luz Noceda is the half-sister of the Winchester brothers, with all the emotional baggage that entails. The story places the beginning of The Owl House in the middle of Supernatural's seventh season, about a week after the death of Bobby Singer, who had been raising Luz up until his death.

It makes changes to the canon of both shows, but mostly the Owl House. It's currently 118 chapters long and just updated today.

In the Name of the Light

by MagnusBarefoot

This is a relatively new (6 chapters in) fic that was last updated mid-November. It shows a lot of promise in the "This ought to be fun" sense: One of two AUs in this post that involve some kind of pagan divinity (in this case a constructed pantheon with shades of Roman, Greek, and Celtic, along with probably others). This is sort of an invert AU: a lot of Boiling Isles characters live in Gravesfield, and Luz and Vee are avatars of their mother, the goddess Camila, in order to stop a human granted the ability to be untouched by god or demon.

An Everlasting Vow

by RiseAboveTheAshes_203

This is probably the most interesting Titan Luz story, one of a few that place a younger Luz, as a titan hybrid, in the Boiling Isles. This one reads like a dark fairy tale. A five year old Luz accidentally breaks the vial of titan's blood in the Old Gravesfield Graveyard, getting the blood into her bloodstream in the process. She is pulled through into the Demon Realm and found by a member of the Emperor's Coven adrift in the Boiling Sea.

This is kind of a Red String of Fate story, with the caveat that Luz and Amity, as small children, irrevocably bind their fates together by means of the titular Vow. There's a melancholy to the story that seems to be building into a catharsis. The current chapter, 31 at time of posting, seems to be the moment that catharsis starts.

Light of Hel

by BullFragGrenade

This is pure power fantasy, and the second of the pantheon fics. As indicated by the title, this one involves the Norse pantheon. This story, as narrated by the Norns, concerns a universe where Luz is the part-human child of Camila Noceda, Hel (Eda), and Baldr (Raine). When a member of a white nationalist cult kills her, Luz wakes up in Helheim, where she learns that her mama Eda is a half-dead goddess, her other parent is a dead god, her baby brother is a Jotunn, her sister a Tatzlwurm, and there are dead people everywhere getting made-to-order punishments.

[christylove94]

Everlasting - Part Three

Pairing: Dongfang Qingcang/Xiao Lanhua

Chapter Tags: Angst, AU elements , Canon typical violence

“A true immortal. His spirit and body cannot be destroyed, only sealed away. But like this, trapped in Orchid's body, we can finally be rid of him for good,” Lord Ronghoa boasts. He and Lord Changheng are near shaking with nervous excitement. 

They speak of him like he’s inhuman. Like he’s a vicious monster needing to be put down.

The sky flashes. Stark white to cool hues in the space of a breath.

And Da Motou just stands there, expressionless. Silent. Even with my features, he looks unsurprised. This is the treatment he expects. From Lord Rhongoa. From Lord Changheng.

“But if you had known I was Dongfang Qingcang, would you still have helped me?”

She had let go of his hand as if jerking away from something poisonous. And that view of his hand curling defensively into his side, away from her, his expression closing off as he barricaded himself so deeply within, no one else would ever stand a chance of reaching him again, of hurting him again — The memory overtakes the sight of her body standing with a sword to her throat. 

Maybe he even expects this from me.

The atmosphere rumbles, rippling down into a dull roar within the earth.

Lord Ronghoa sweeps his sword back into a ready stance.

Da Motuo’s blank stare shifts from her to Lord Ronghoa. Defenseless and unarmed, yet resolute in the face of certain death. 

The pit of her stomach falls away. 

Lightning explodes in cutting, white streaks, suspending time and distorting space—

She becomes the very root of herself. Her core. A pure spirit. 

There is an instinctive pull guiding her into an orbit. She floats around and around at leisure, when a sudden dip tugs her inward. She gives no resistance, drifting against a pleasant mist that thickens around her. She flies off course in a jagged motion from the sensation, though the mist seems unbothered, curling around her in a perfectly complementary motion. That's when she realizes there is another.

The other is fluid and larger, yet moves in synchrony. Edges of them blend with edges of her, filling up all the cold, empty spaces. Like this, what she had thought was ‘she’ and ‘they’ actually makes up a single entity.

She twirls buoyant and light, knowing now that she is not drifting through eternity alone. They are a part of her as she is of them. 

—Their lips tug free of one another in a slow pull, her head tilted upward instead of down as it has needed to for the past several days. 

Dongfang Qingcang stands tall in all his regal glory, his gaze deadset on the two lords. No longer defenseless. No longer powerless. He moves as an apex predator would when he steps in front of her, retribution inlaid into the sharp lines of his stance. A hair raising aura ensues, one she is intimately familiar with. 

She hadn't even realized she'd run to him. That she had placed her lips upon his as the sky opened up and the heavens engulfed them. That she had given him the key to his survival. 

One moment, she could almost see copious black splatters soaking into the earth in the darkness of the forest, and in the next, their kiss was coming to an end.

And now a sound shattering whoosh squeezes against her ears. 

Blue flames spiral free of Da Mutou's being, shooting skyward so far, the peak can only be guessed at. 

The Hellfire comes surging downward an instant later, barreling towards Lord Ronghoa and Lord Changheng, an unstoppable tsunami.

Her hair and clothing whip about from the force of his power, the only effect she experiences though she stands a mere chi away from him, while the men are thrown airborne, thrashing ragdolls that crash into the ground, boneless. 

Hellfire coils around Da Mutou with a growling hum, poised to strike once more. 

Her hand snaps to his sleeve, his flames licking around her grip in balmy caresses. She tears her eyes from the phenomena, her heart thumping at the base of her throat. “You promised not to hurt him!”

He angles his head, showing her a slip of the wild flames blazing in the center of his eyes. 

He is a quasi-god unmatched. What reason is there for him to keep their agreement?

Yet he does what the fairy lords did not do in the same situation, and displays mercy.

The Hellfire goes out with a hiss. He faces the lords crawling weakly along the forest floor towards each other. “You're injured. To eliminate you now wouldn't be fair,” he declares as if taking note of the weather, crossing his arms over his chest. “Leave.”

Her gaze remains glued to the back of his head, chest tight with a feeling she cannot place. 

Why does he continue to listen to my pleas? If he is who everyone perceives him to be, why does he seem to care about my wants, my comfort, my safety. He said not long ago that he had me trapped and utilized the You Jade Ring to mitigate my emotional influence. Yet he continues to yield to me, seems to…

“You are the only one I have ever indulged!” the memory plays vivid across her eyes, “I could get you anything you asked for from anywhere in the three realms! Why do you still want to leave? 

“Why?” He had sounded so hollowed out, the word coming from a place within she, more than anyone else, should have recognized in an instant at the time. 

Because all he seems to want in return for everything he does, is the exact same thing I have yearned centuries for.

The scraping of leaves upon the forest floor yanks her away from her reeling thoughts, the impossible possibility. 

Lord Changheng is clawing his way to his feet, blood oozing over the snarl shaping his lips. Even at a distance, the fury sharpening his glare speaks of one thing. He would rather die than turn tail from the "devil" of the Cangyan Sea.

Foolish. Da Mutou's leniency can only go so far! Even she can see this. 

She dashes towards the wounded God of War. “Lord Changheng!” He must be stopped, or else Dark Pine Forest will be bathed in blood this night. 

Her forward momentum ceases as if she's reached the end of a rope. Her arms flail as she's pulled back and pivoted into a firm grasp with effortless ease. 

Soft lips collide against her own.

Her entire body falls limp, freezing in a wave of shock. The arm curved under her back, the hand cupping her skull, supports her weight and keeps her locked into place.

Her lips are drawn in and held between his, eventually separating with an audible smack. He comes again, mouth moving over hers with newfound persistence. Kneading, coaxing, then slipping into a new angle that's wet, breathy, hot.

Lightning seems to ricochet through her, bursting forth as a lung reviving gasp.

Motion returns to her limbs like a spell retracting from her blood, his lips sliding from hers in that very instant.

Blinking open round eyes gives her a crystal clear view of Da Mutou's profile. The glint burning in his unwavering gaze is that of pure victory, as if he’s issuing a challenge for something he has already claimed, has already won.

She doesn't realize she's moved until she's stumbling out of the curl of his arms from the shove to his chest.

His attention becomes all her own. Wide eyed and reaching hands.

“What are you doing?” She snaps, placing a hand over her pulsing lips. A shaking shield.

His eyebrows rest heavy over his eyes, his gaze falling just shy of her own. “I—”

“Don't follow me!” She's ten paces away before giving the command, emotions in such a turmoil she can't even begin to decipher the essence of the storm.

Da Mutou kissed me like… It was… he… 

Her mind skitters past reliving it, and hurdles headlong into the recollection of Lord Rhongoa.

And Lord Changheng.

They saw. He saw. And now—

Her feet carry her into a sprint, the dark streak of trees blurring past.

I need to get away. I need to be alone.

[everlastingorbit]

A little wip drabble for the fellas

All at once the exhaustion and pain hits. I feel horrible, I’m unsure if I can make it back to cilvilzation in my current condition. I must try either way, I don’t want to know what the monster's body might draw in if I stay. I shiver just looking at it, unable to take my eyes away, like it might once again rise back up. Like its many hands won’t once again find purchase in the shattered tile and breathe life into its corpse.

I will myself to rise, even as my leg and side protest. Stumbling out the glass doors into the street I realize how many hours our hunt had been. It was late afternoon when I confronted it and now the touches of dusk colored the sky.

Now to make it back. Would be easy enough if I recognized where I was.

Nothing looked familiar. The buildings had a completely different look to them, made of brick and concrete rather than metal. The windows on the outside were sparce, only enough to allow light in. And the alleyways were massive, easy to simply walk through rather than being so narrow you have to squeeze yourself through or downright nonexistent.

As I walked, I noticed more and more. The plant life had taken over the structures here, clearly having been abandoned. But as the various vines and trees grew out of the cracks and breaks in the wall they never reached over the rooftops. And if they had been abandoned, why did the old advertisement board shine bright? Why hadn’t the power been turned off? I tried to retrace my steps but still nothing looked recognizable.

More signs of life became clear to me as I wandered aimlessly. Clothing lines tied in place, cheap graphic shirts and pants strung up to dry. A water tap imbedded in the wall dripping water into a bucket placed underneath it. The sound of a radio in the distance before it disappeared leaving only silence in its place. Plastic bags full of scrap fabric on the ground as if it had been dropped in a hurry.

The feeling of many pairs of eyes on my back