#grace au

[trashcankitty12]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you like)

Thanks for the tag, @darkpoisonouslove

Let's see what I can bring here: (keep in mind, this is subject to be rewritten/fixed/edited later)

-------From my latest story, that is still yet to be finished. Also may have been more of a paragraph. Whoops.----------------

She smiled, those soft green eyes turning hard, a glint of something dangerous behind them. “Names do have power; some give clues to the powers one has, some are given as a whisper of what the parents hope for in their child, and using them when speaking to others creates a familiarity.”

“But after what I’ve been through these last few years, after everything that’s been said and done; I don’t fear what others can do or say to me. In fact, I welcome them to try.”

Valtor couldn’t name or place the feeling he had running in his veins, but he wasn’t sure he liked it.

It was unsettling; a fairy of her demeanor and appearance using a tone of voice so cutting and dangerous(?).

And yet, as soon as that last word was out, she smiled that bright smile again. “So I ask, Valtor, tea or coffee?”

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I don't know who to add or ask to join, so feel free to anyone who wants to participate.

[alnair-jpg]

Up next for Olympic AU we’ve got Thalia!! (Great intuition @automaticcatsandwich :) )

Some other notes: I had the seven all ready to go for the last week of the Olympics, which is how the posts got up so fast! I have plans for more characters (like… five of them at least, including favorites like Reyna, Nico and Will) but they’re going to take a little more time between posts for my ~sanity~ :)

Thank you all so much for the enthusiasm for the AU, I really didn’t expect it and all the love for it has delighted me!

[river-mort]

King Morgott the Grace Giving and his quite suspicios advisor that tend to appear out of nowhere surrounded by some blood cultists. We only hope he doesn`t have any bad impact on our lord

Not realy a "human au" but a disguise versions for different occasions. I like to think Morgott sometimes have to appear in front of people as, well, Morgott the King and Mohg simply likes to be part of Morgott`s ruling because A) he doesnt see a king but this messy homeless looking brother that trying his best to pretend he`s a king which includes to look good and wear proper king clothes and he hates every second of it B) anything interesting can happen and who knows how he can use it I have a very bad time with human-Mohg because every time i color he looks weird with that beard, some random pirate that has nothing to do with mohg lol

[ginnyluna]

So @helyeahmangocheese has been cooking this valhalla!valgrace AU, and it's made me think of how amazing and how terrifying Leo and Alex's friendship would be

Bonus: their concerned boyfriends who already know that whatever these two are planning is not gonna end well

[socksandcrocs]

AND EVERYONE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER

[lady-loveluck]

"Grace, the one with a thousand eyes"

CREDITS TO @lillazyboithings , creator of the AU.

Post of the AU is HERE.

[coquettemouse]

He's trying his best

[swanpyart]

Since Grace has the Black Book, I like to think she can summon Max whenever she wants and he becomes her Revenant boytoy (even with her crusade against Dirty Dudes, she's a bit of a hypocrite lmao)

Basically an AU where these two interact more. Max can only kill people she directs him at, so Steph and Pete are safe from him

Chastity deserves an undead boyfriend whose just as bad as her, okay?

[strungoutheart]

SOHAE2: Safety Pins and Broken Hearts

END. first  ||  prev | authors note Strung Out Heart, Angel Eyes (Book 1)

[thoughtsandmusingsandideas]

Hear me out.

Sagau with a creator reader, except they aren’t fully self aware, because you’re a forgotten god. When King Deshret brought forbidden knowledge into the world, you tried to stop him, but were too late as the forbidden knowledge corrupted you, and all memory of you was forgotten.

They could still feel your presence of course- a divine pull to their visions, soft words of encouragement as they fought- but no one knew who was guiding them, and anyone who thought to hard on it lost their track of thought to a pounding migraine.

But when Rukkhadevata sacrificed herself to eradicate forbidden knowledge, she managed to make it so your soul could return- now reincarnated into the body of a genshin player from earth.

Unfortunately, after a couple hundred years, not many remember you- but those who do are Panicking because “Oh no I forgot their grace for years where are they!”

Meanwhile, you wake up in a temple in the middle of the Sumerian desert, extremely confused and Oh My God is that an Eremite?

[trashcankitty12]

A Snippet From My Upcoming Fic

I'm real excited about this one, even though it's not finished yet and probably won't be for a bit. (All of the chapters so far have been longer than I normally write... And I'm planning for 22 of them. So... Yeah...)

But I'm excited. And I wanted to share a snippet of Chapter One!

This story is from my Grace Au, which is a continuation from my fic "I Didn't Have It In Myself To Go With Grace", which is a story in which I essentially had Griffin murdered by Valtor. On accident. Sort of.

This fic takes place roughly 25-ish years after the initial story and Valtor is being 'recruited' to work for the New Company of Light against his Mothers.

Fun, right?

Anyway, snippet under the cut!

Remembering his manners, he gave a careful bow, thrilled his limbs were starting to get used to cooperating with him again. “I’m glad for the chance to meet the one who got me out of Omega. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Take a seat, we have much to discuss.” Her tone had a slight drawl to it, (Rancorian?), and her tone was one that suggested she was a ‘no-nonsense’ person. 

Fantastic.

Valtor gave a nod, taking a seat in one of the chairs, observing as she did the same. “I’m going to cut to the chase, I know you, Mr. Bellan. I’ve read your files, studied the archived footage of battles you participated in and the security footage from the places you robbed from.”

Great start.

“I personally think defrosting you and bringing you here was a piss poor idea.” She took what seemed to be an exasperated sigh as she pinched the bridge of her nose. (And just where had he seen that quirk before?)

“Unfortunately, we’re currently in an ‘all-hands-on-deck’ situation and several of my colleagues are big believers in ‘redemption’ and ‘second chances’.” She used air quotes around the last bit.

“I take it you’re more cynical?” Valtor pointed out the obvious, giving a slight smirk. So she had turned out like her mother. “You don’t believe in second chances or redemption?”

If looks could kill, he’d be dead. The way her eyes bore into his, the way her whole body seemed to tense. But she gave a smile, though it seemed more of a grimace. “Actually, I do believe in them. However such concepts only work if the subject is willing to attempt to do better. To be better. And you, Mr. Bellan, I don’t believe you can do it.”

“Tell me, do you still feel justified in what you did during The First War of Magic? The stealing, the murders, the sacrifices made to the Ancestral Coven? Do you have regret for destroying entire planets? Can you even feel remorse?”

Valtor crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. How dare- “We were in a war, things weren’t so cut and dry.”

“Even war has rules of engagement. The Ancestral Coven, you, disregarded all of them.”

“And I confessed my sins during my sentencing.”

“But did you feel regret for them?” Valtor huffed. “Exactly.” She shook her head, glancing down at a file in her hand.

His. “Honestly if the situation weren’t dire, I wouldn’t even be entertaining this idea.” She turned her gaze back to him. “But here we are.”

“Here we are.” He paused, something she said echoing in his mind. “Did… You say the First War of Magic? As in… There’s been others?” 

“We’re currently in what the press has dubbed The Second War of Magic.” She answered, glancing back to his file. “Which is why I was outvoted in bringing you here; my colleagues think that with your knowledge, you’d be a great asset to us, and of course, you’d be proving you can do good and be a productive member of society.”

Valtor frowned, his hands tapping along the table edge. “And why would I be of use? What happened after I surrendered?” What did he miss?

She paused, tapping on her files. “Long story short: the Company won The First War of Magic and there was a period of peace and restoration of what had been lost. However the Ancestral Witches apparently had a back-up plan in place and we are now, metaphorically speaking, in the eye of the storm.”

“And because I’m Their son, you think I can help figure out Their next moves and how to stop Them?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know, can you? I mean, you said it yourself, you surrendered. You abandoned Them before the final battles, cast Them aside for a pedestal in a frozen wasteland. They may have changed everything about how They operate. But we are willing to take that chance on you.”

“And by ‘we’ you mean your colleagues?”

“Precisely.” She clasped her hands on the table, looking him in the eyes, “so, are you interested? Or am I right in thinking this was a waste of time?” Dragons, she looked like Griffin. His eyes and eye shape, but damn… Dammit.

“If I decide not to help, I go back to Omega, right?”

“If you refuse to help us, I’ll kill you where you sit.” She admitted. 

Valtor clenched his fists, his brows furrowing. “What?”

“If you don’t help us, which would mean being monitored and kept on a tight leash so you can’t go gallivanting off to wreak havoc on your own, you’ll be executed. Nothing personal-”

“Feels pretty damn personal!” He all but growled out. She glowered at him, raising one of her hands. 

The room’s temperature went up several degrees, sweat immediately breaking out over him as she narrowed her eyes. A warning.

He put his hands up in surrender as she lowered hers, the temperature going back to normal. “As I was saying; it’s not personal, but if we leave you in Omega, other Coven members may come to break you out. We can’t risk you rejoining your Mothers as Their favorite errand boy. There’s far too much on the line.”

“So what’s it going to be?”

[alnair-jpg]

The Olympian AU continues with Jason Grace

[maruchanart]

I guess you could say that they're Parenting Badly

[daiwild]

I was halfway through this drawing when Jon mentioned MLP lore on his stream and I flipped out

[spoopdeedoop]

those guys again

[lady-loveluck]

The Chasity's as werewolves! Except for Kare, who loves her beast husband! He's a very gentle while in his wolf form, while Grace is a little menace. She's like 3 years old as a puppy.