#fallen chapter 3

[vicartless-bowuigi-space-au]

“What are you scared of?”

Luigi felt the Star's unease fill his every being—a child shaking in a dark alley, crowding against a corner with no escape. And with a voice that stole Luigi's breath, the Star responded.

“Her.”

[thegreatyin]

current fallen london fandom experience feels like im standing at the corner of a party holding a sippy cup going. i thought firmament has been pretty fun and intriguing so far

[queenerdloser]

i just finished dark heir

[sysig]

Do you remember? Nope! (Patreon)

[crow-caller]

My comic has a home now, read it in order here!

The Messenger returns to that quiet, dark place where her Lord has planted His garden. To the hunger hidden within His luminance, to the shelter of His embrace. They may dance. They may not love. All will end in flames.

[rookeryyy]

i mightve made the fatal mistake of thinking and talking too hard about yttd again. Gin Ibushi Webfishing

[falling-star-cygnus]

mmmm ok but what if i sobbed? openly and violently? what then

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A Link Click Noragami AU pt.1 | In Which, Cheng Xiaoshi Has Many Names

“Have you ever used any regalia?”

Lu Guang pauses.

He looks down at the camera in his palms, one that was rough around the edges with daisy, bellis, and ginkgo embellishments and scuffs. It felt… a little like holding his shinki’s hand, to be honest.

Though, privately, he wondered if so many reincarnations had an effect on a spirit’s brain cells.

“Besides me, I mean,” Shi Ái clarifies, his voice sheepish in the god’s head.

Ah- well… that was a bit harder to answer. To [hopefully] buy himself a little more time, Lu Guang returns to looking through the scope. It was another busy day, where the streets and sidewalks were clogged with mortals, so the two found themselves atop a rooftop- test running Shi Ái’s shinki form. 

“Why do you ask?” he deflects, taking care to keep his tone curious and light.

“Just wonderin’, I guess. The other gods we’ve seen, most of ‘em have tons.” 

“So, your actual question is why I only use you.” It’s not the first time Lu Guang has had this conversation, so he doesn’t bother masking his accusation, “Or is my company not enough for you anymore?”

He can tease though. The sound of Shi Ái’s sputtering is delightfully familiar, even if it reduces everyone under the camera lens into indistinguishable blobs of color. 

“Focus, Shi Ái,” Lu Guang gently reminds, a pleased smile twitching on his lips when the world zeroes back in- as clear as a wind chime’s bell. He was learning faster and faster each… 

His mirth fades as he weighs the question on his mind. The disappointment radiating from Ch- Shi Ái was palpable, enough that it made the god’s chest clench up like he’d been shot. But the shinki didn’t answer. Hm.

Was Shi Ái lonely..? Was that something Lu Guang could afford to fix? 

The lens focuses in on a girl with mousy brown hair, and professional looking clothes- Wu Lihua, is her name, though she wears a badge that reads Emma- biking somewhere in stiff heels. 

She looks harried. And tired of existing.

Lu Guang can relate.

“You’re an asshole,” his regalia huffs, effectively bringing the god back to the conversation at hand,  “I just meant- like… why? You know? Why just me?” 

Because Lu Guang never wanted anybody else.

“It’s dangerous to not have one at all, even for those who do fight.”

Lu Guang never wanted to be a god at all.

Shi Ái perks up, his curiosity thrumming through their bond. His worry.

As much as Lu Guang hates to admit it, the feeling warms his chest a little bit- almost smothers the previous sting like a thick blanket. He pushes himself to keep explaining.

“Without a shinki, gods are unable to purify or defend against ayakashi. If one were to attack, my best course of action would be to run away or risk getting blighted. As you can imagine, as a god, that’s…” 

“Embarrassing?”

Ugh..

 Sometimes he hated his pale complexion, especially when it made the blush tainting his cheeks and ears that much more obvious... 

Even as a human, Lu Guang had never had.. the best stamina. You’d think that’d improve with immortality, and countless lifetimes to improve it, but apparently no. Lu Guang was doomed to get winded standing for all eternity. 

“...quite.” 

Shi Ái’s amused laughter rings through his head, bright and pleased and alive. 

The wind picks up, tousling the god’s hair and kicking up wayward leaves.

“The regalia I used before you was named Lu Xiao,” he offers, hoping beyond hope that it’ll be enough to sate his shinki’s curiosity, that he wouldn’t ask the obvious, “and the one before that was named Charles.”

Confusion, more curiosity. The lens loses some of its clarity and then resharpens.

“Those seem.. like drastically different naming groups. Don’t most gods stick to ‘clans’ or something?” Shi Ái asks, ever annoyingly and endearingly observant about the wrong things, “Ah-! That one god, Yu Xia, she called them families!”

Lu Guang cringes.

Of course that was the detail that would stick with Shi Ái. Even subconsciously, existing without any of his memories, he was longing for something he hadn’t been allowed. Was.. Lu Guang being cruel by not taking on more shinki..? Could he take on more shinki, with everything he’s done? Could- should he take the risk of exposing what he’s been doing? 

Deep down.. Lu Guang knows that he doesn’t have any other choice. That the burden he carried would be lighter if he did. And he knows that he shouldn’t be greedy and hoard Cheng- Xiao- Lu- Charl- urgh.. 

He takes a breath. 

Lets it out silently through his teeth. 

He shouldn’t deprive Shi Ái of something he deserved.

“I’m not most gods.” 

But he was so goddamn selfish.

“I don’t stick to name groups because I don’t usually have more than one shinki,” he explains further, loading on more information to hopefully steer his dark haired regalia away from the topic entirely, “If I were to name another… they’d probably be ‘Shi’ too.”

They wouldn’t. Lu Guang would never name a stranger something so close to his name. Not in a million years- not when the sky fell and not if he was cast out of Heaven. 

Cheng Xiaoshi’s name was his.

It’s quiet for a few seconds as Shi Ái digests the information- his lens focused on a stark white cat napping in a sunbeam. 

“Eh… I can’t really see you enjoying the company of so many people, though. You’re not very social..”

Lu Guang lowers Shi Ái, carefully cradling the ornate would in his palms.

And holds him out further from the edge of the rooftop. 

“HEY, HEY, HEY- IT’S NOT A BAD THING!” he immediately, predictably starts screeching, the camera strap twisting around the god’s arm like one might a hand, “LU GUANG-! LU GUANG, PLEEASE- I’M SORRY! GUANGGUANGGG!”

The fair-haired god allows himself a smile. 

“Idiot.”

“You’re an asshole. A handsome, evil asshole.” Shi Ái whines, back when he’s safely back in human form- his feet on solid ground and his hands wrapped around his god's bicep.

As if he would ever let him go.

[inkandpaperqwerty]

If you think Castiel won't starve himself to death to keep from falling into the traps laid by the hunters who own him and to keep his stubborn pride as unfractured as ever, you would be... right. But he will get really, really close, and then someone is going to have to drag him back from the edge and get him to stop behaving like an idiot.

Read Chapter 3 on AO3 // fanfiction.net // wattpad

[starryeyed-seer]

Three chapters of Creatures of Heaven are live and I'm starting chapter four today! <3

The Messenger returns to that quiet, dark place where her Lord has planted His garden. To the hunger hidden within His luminance, to the shelter of His embrace. They may dance. They may not love. All will end in flames. (Will it? Should it? Must it?) (What if it doesn't?)

[starlightshadowsworld]

The Fallen King

Beast Atsushi attending a banquet as if he didn't watch Beast Dazai die before his eyes just hours ago. Subtly searching for Beast Chuuya even though he knows he's not coming.

That he never wants to see Beast Atsushi again.

He raises a glass to honour his mentor who's body he found and was dragged away from screaming and sobbing. His mentor who's standing in the corner as if he's still alive.

But his scarf is missing because it's around Beast Atsushi's neck.

[the-dye-stained-socialite]

Final Chapter!!!!

just in time for national butch day babyyyyyyy!!!!!

Ship: Elias Leroux/Aurora Winn. One Sided Captivating Princess/Aurora Winn

Word count: 10,851

a resolution, a promise of further fun, and rory finally gets fed

(rory belongs as always to @thedeafprophet who was a big help with dialogue for this!!!)

[thegreatyin]

im gonna call it jerry :)

[thelov3lybookworm]

vittoria can go rot in hell 😒

[rascalentertainments]

All right Saph, I took your idea of this and ran away with it. Haedus taught Star how to look hot and it took a month. 😂

Haedus had to work hard with this one: 😂

Considering WG!Star looks wholesome all the time, it was a challenge to try and hide that. He couldn't get rid of that smile though!

So uh, is he good enough to join the hot star club? 😅 If not, you can take over with your own version, you're way better at it.

(Why do I feel always confident in my art until I actually post it?? Now it looks weird to me)

Also bonus Asha reaction, cause she's going through it. 😂

@your-ne1ghbor @oh-shtars @tumblingdownthefoxden @chillwildwave @kenihewa @thesafireartist

@snackara @spectator-zee @starss-artss @annymation @uva124

[wanderingcas]

do you ever open a google doc and panic and if so.......... what helps lol

[the-avaricious-meddler]

See I have no context for the Violant dipping but I'm 100% going to do it with Namkuzu once I get there

Because dipping someone saturated in Irrigo into Violant is definitely an Extremely Good Idea that could Never Go Wrong. Ever.