#just bask in it's beauty like a lizard

[jackstheprinceofhearts]

YA'LL SEEN THIS???? ITS BY @dudeledudeless(i think that's how u spell it) ON INSTAGRAM AND HOLY SHIT??? THIS HAS TO BE ONE OF MY FAVORITE EVAJACKS DRAWINGS EVER FJSKSJSN

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GO FOLLOW THEM RN THEYRE SO UNDERRATED

[youareunbearable]

Its late and im tired so please excuse if this doesn't make sense but lately, I've been thinking about Angry Aredhel must have been

Like realistically, when has this woman made a single decision about her future for herself, and in the few times when she did, when did it not end in tragedy

She must have been so angry, so frustrated and wrathful at her lot in life. She was meant for other things, greater thing! She was a disciple of Orome, the Maiden in White, one of the best hunters in his group along with her cousin.

Yet here she is, caged and trapped like a pretty little canary in a wire house. Stolen from her purpose because of her eldest brother's blind loyalty, her father's stubborn pride, her second oldest brother's blinding grief, and her baby brother's terminal bravery. She's across an ocean, escaped one cage for another by her tormentor and abuser posing as a husband.

The bastard won't even name their child.

She must have be so angry, stuck in that endless darkness, the forest must be such a familiar landscape but so different, twisted and wrong like looking into a warped mirror.

Shes grieving outside her "home" one night, having managed to convince the trees to part their branches just enough that she can glimpse a star or two so she can bask in the starlight. Its been a year since the birth of her son, and nothing has changed. Eol won't look at the boy, and she can feel herself drifting. Without the ability to see the passage of time, without the Light of the Trees or with the Sun and Moon chasing each other across the sky, things are blending together and she feels adrift.

At least when they crossed they ice, they were able to watch the stars move across the endless dark.

The starlight warms her skin, as weak and distant as it is, so she basks. With her eyes closed and face tilted up she feels like a lizard in the mid day sun. Behind her, she hears a noise, a twig being deliberately stepped upon. Aredhel whips around, raising her glowing lichen lamp, wondering if its her husband or one of his servants come to take her back. She feels a little feral at the idea of being dragged away from the pitiful starlight.

A wolf, with a pelt as crisp and clean as the snow dusting Himring's mountain top, slinks into the soft glow. Its fur takes on an almost sickly colour in the green luminescence. The wolf settles at the edge of the light, resting on its haunches as it observes her.

Aredhel thinks she's beautiful, for it is a female wolf. Even in the weak lamplight the beast's silver eyes seem to glow on their own, piercing her very fea and enticing her to come forward, to come closer. There is a power within the she wolf, one Aredhel craves.

The white beast introduces herself as a member of Orome's hunt, and Aredhel believes it, for the she wolf looks like the perfect hunter. The wolf asks her what she, as a fellow hunter, is doing out so far away from her kin and cub.

Momentarily surprised by the ability to speak, for not even Huan can speak so freely, Aredhel responses. She shares her desire for light, her frustration with her "husband," and how she wants a different life for her son. She never wanted this, and she wishes she had the ability to take control of her own fate.

The wolf is sympathetic to her plights, and offers to help her free herself and her child.

"You do have the ability to change your own fate, young one. Asking for help is something no one else could have done for you."

So Aredhel leads the wolf back to Eol's house. They walk through the entry way, both hunters are silent as the dawn as they go. Aredhel heads towards the master bedroom, but hesitates at the door. She can see Eol on his side of their bed, snoring lightly as he does. She hesitates, seeing a vision of what will happen once he realizes she's gone. Fire, doom and death follows her, poison and a flash of fang would flicker in him before he strikes her down for disobedience, for stealing away the son he won't even name.

The wolf nudges her aside, ghosting past her into the room. Aredhel's throat closes up and she slinks away, heading towards Lomion's nursery. She leaves to go strap her sleeping infant son to her chest, then grabs some supplies from the kitchen in a bag. Not even hearing a mouse skittering in the walls, let alone her wolf companion, she steels her nerves to check the master bedroom one more time.

As she passes her bedroom, she can see through a crack in the door and her breath freezes. Standing over the now corpse of her husband, maw dripping red from the freshly torn out throat, the white wolf looms. Aredhel stares transfixed, she can almost taste the blood between her own teeth, feel the rush of the kill, ache of her gums as tendons and tissue would rub against them. The wolf turns to look at her, silver eyes wild, white fur stained with her kill. Aredhel feels the air return to her lungs, she feels lighter and free, a little giggle slips past her lips and the wolf peels back its lips and bares its dripping fangs in a smile.

Aredhel leaves the house, fleeing on foot and all the while she can hear the wolf following her, keeping pace and shadowing her in the darkness, and at some points, ahead of her, leading her out of the woods. Running like this, oh she hasn't done this in years!. The wind snapping at her hair, branches and leaves kissing her cheeks and arms, the rush of a completed hunt with another one ahead of her feels like her first real breath in a long time. It feels like days later, and seconds, heartbeats, when she can see the treeline, dawn's hazy reddish glow peaking through the trees.

Aredhel gives a joyful cry and runs faster. That laughter bubbling up inside of her finally bursts past her lips once she breaks the treeline. The sun on her skin is warm and bright and all she wants to do is laugh and cry and scream until her throat is raw and her tears run dry. But she has to keep moving, she has Lomion still with her, and she is too close to the woods to feel truly safe yet. She walks north, and east, not really knowing where she's heading but knowing that she'll cross into her cousins' land soon. As she walks, she soon realizes that she hasn't seen or heard from her she wolf in a while. Stopping, Aredhel turns to look back, but no where can she see that brilliant white coat, or any tracks that look like wolf paws. She squint, looking back at the distant treeline and sees nothing but shadow. She mourns for her companion, wishing she could have wished her well or at least thanked her for her help. She wonders if Orome set the wolf to free her, not wanting to see one of his hunters in chains.

Its about mid morning when she comes across some of her cousins men, and they're horrified. They ask if she's ok, of she's hurt, they take her to a nearby stream even though she insists she's fine, that she wants to see her cousins.

When she sees her reflection she's scared for a moment. All she can see it blood, dried and crusted down her throat, staining her lips and chin. There is red all along the collar of her white dress, her sleeves, but her hands are clean, and so is her son still asleep strapped across her chest. She looks into her reflection, not yet comprehending. Silver eyes that seem so familiar stare back above the red, above the proof of her freedom.

She bares her bloody teeth in smile.

[anintrovertedechoe]

QUESTION QUESTION QUESTION

what nicknames / terms of endearment do you think the brothers would call MC ?

to all the people who sent in prompt requests im so sorry it’s the illness i swear-

BUT ANYWAYS

Pet Names the Brothers Call MC

Lucifer

heart’s dearest

okay so i read this in a fic once and it’s a guilty pleasure of mine now i absolutely adore this pet name and fully believe Luce would call you this it’s canon guys there’s no room for objection

flower

you bloom in his presence and he will nourish your growth with everything he has to make sure you never wither away

darling

this one i think would be for either softer moments OR when he’s fed up with you and he’s like ‘darling, please get Cerberus off of you, he’s over 400 pounds it’s not safe for you to let him sit on you like that’ and ur jus like ‘hehe ouppy’

honorable mentions: dear/dearest, precious, dove, angel (teehee)

Mammon

treasure

cmon guys we all know that he would call you this it’s basically canon I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN RAHHH 🗣️🗣️‼️ he’s so sweet my baby mwah mwah. I can’t see him calling you jewel or ruby or anything like that it’s too formal for him. maybe diamond ??

birdie

yk how crows are his familiars? yeah. plus whenever he looks at you he feels his heart soar and he thinks not even the sky is the limit when it comes to the two of you. you just make him so happy bro :(

sweetheart

once again i think this could be used for softer or sadder moments BUT also when he’s like being silly or cheeky w you hes so babygirl coded he so meow

honorable mentions: darlin’, babe/baby, angel (he would also call you this but it’s less intense and more casual), human

cmon u thought I would forget? ur always gna be his human :)

Leviathan

let’s be so fr he would be so HESITANT to call you anything he’s so cringefail (affectionate) but let’s see hmm

player two

he wouldn’t be like ‘my player two :)’ but he would call you that affectionately while talking to you he’s a gamer he can’t help it !! ur always by his side, the best teammate he cld ask for :(

star

he calls you star whenever he’s like super excited like if you defeat a really hard level for him or together WITH him it’s really cute but he gets all embarrassed afterwards dbsjskjebe

sunshine

okay so ik what y’all are thinking, no way mans has the guts to call you this BUT HEAR ME OUT. he’s feeling vulnerable and sad and youre like the sun for him! he (lizard style) feels like he can bask in your warmth and you brighten his days. you’re comforting him while he’s resting his head on your shoulder and after a while he feels better, offering a shy smile and a, “thanks, sunshine.”

honorable mentions: henry, mana (u recharge him !!), oyster (he tried calling you pearl once but blurted out oyster instead. he doesn’t call you this but you refuse to let it go and he hates it #loserboy(affectionate))

Satan

kitten IM KIDDING IM KIDDING

my heart

cmon have you never heard his song ‘read my heart’ ??? you taught him how to love; you have such a tight grip on his heart that it might as well be yours by now

beautiful / gorgeous

this man is so smooth sometimes WITHOUT EVEN TRYING he genuinely finds you breathtaking he’s not even trying to be slick this is a genuine nickname for you,,,making kissy faces at him rn.

love / lovely / my love

he loves you send tweet. but he’s honestly so sweet and genuine about it. he has this precious small little smile on whenever he calls you it in public and he looks so boyish and sweet how can you not fall for him??? he left you with no choice

honorable mentions: my light, my fire, ladybird (regardless of gender)

Asmodeus

precious

you’re genuinely precious to him. this man adores you with every fiber of his being. you jus mean ??? everything to him???

cutie / cutiepie

ur just so adorable to him like LOOK AT THIS LITTLE HUMAN ??? adorable. when he’s feeling especially overwhelmed by you he pulls out the cutiepie and pinches your cheeks and sometimes it kinda hurts :(( dw tho he’ll treat you to an exclusive all inclusive asmo night just for the two of you if you let him know, so…no complaints here!

jewel

he may have been the jewel of the heavens but you’re by far the most precious jewel he has come across. he treats you like you’re priceless—only makes sense that the name fits the action.

honorable mentions: darling, sweetheart/sweetie, honey, lovely

Beelzebub

sweets

okay so he loves food but he doesn’t wanna call you something that’s OBVIOUSLY food related because he loves you in a different way he loves food yk??? and he wants you to know he sees you as more than that. so he calls you sweets because just thinking about you makes him feel like sugar’s melting softly on his tongue

flame

spoilers! yk the life candle incident thing? yeah. you basically are his life force with what you did. he’ll never forget that. you are his driving force, his life, his flame <3

bear

IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD AT FIRST but just listen okay 😭 it started off as teddy bear when he first started to try and come up with pet names for you but he didn’t like how that made you sound because yeah you may be human but you are the strongest being he has ever had the honor of meeting ?? you make him feel so capable and strong but the fact that you also have his back makes him feel…strange (he has butterflies guys)

honorable mentions: buzz (bees make honey plus based off a hc of what MC calls the boys), baby, fire

(i had such a hard time with him guys 😭)

Belphegor

bug / lovebug

LISTEN. THIS BITCH IS SO ANNOYING. (affectionate) he started calling you bug and you didn’t know where it came from and so you asked and he said ‘like a bedbug. bc ur annoying.’ he’s so mean i hate him :((( but he’s always been a bit of a brat what can u expect…definitely not him adding love to it. he called you lovebug when your guard was down and when you looked at him in shock the absolute cutest most sweet smile took over his face??? this is not fair cmon

bip / bips / bippy

it started as ‘personal body pillow’ bc belph is an entitled little mf and eventually got shortened to ‘bp’ pronounced ‘bip’ and then it evolved. complain all you want but you enable him by letting him use you as a personal pillow man. hes so cute when he shuts his mouth tho you can’t help it :((

bunny

he thinks its a cute nickname send tweet. but in all honestly belphie is sweet when he wants to be and he thinks ur super cute ! he usually calls you bunny when he’s teasing you but the name will slip out in an occasional moment of vulnerability <3

honorable mentions: babe, mommy (gn), buttercup, the first initial of your name

hopefully ygs like this i started struggling after a while 😭

parts of these come from bits of canon from my own inner world but honestly the boys all love you and are really sweet so ☹️🫶

beel and belphie were especially hard because i really think they would mostly just use variations of your name but I TRIED MY BEST HOPEFULLY IT WAS TO UR SATISFACTION

send an ask over if you want me to do the dateables or alternatively, what MC/you call the brothers!

[mochinomnoms]

I could honestly put on a list of all the stuff I send in your askbox lmao I love your writing and thoughts mochi! If it is possible could I be ✨Vaquita✨ anon? (sparkles are not necessary lol) I was wondering if you have any thoughts on summer dresses? The weather here is been crazy hot sticking-your-body-in-the-floor hot summertime thoughts for anyone?

Vaquita!!! Let's goooo

I'm jealous, the country is having a pretty bad cold front rn and I fucking hate the cold and winter in general. I want hot weather, I'm like a lizard I need sun to get warm. I love basking in the sun in the grass and warming up, I don't even have to worry about burning cause I only tan!!

Summer dresses are also my mfcking jam! I love summer dresses, and I think a lot of people do~ Women in pretty summer dresses, omg I'm so weak~

Anyways, here's a list of TWST guys and their reactions to seeing you in a summer dress (if you got titties, take them out they look great!)

*sweating* "Wow, you, uh, look really nice."

Trey

Jack

Azul

Jamil

Sebek (the quietest you've ever seen him, he's been stunned into silence by your beauty)

*staring* Uh-huh...what'd you say again?

Deuce

Epel

Silver (mf is wide awake now lmao)

"That dress looks beautiful on you. :) But I bet it look better on my floor—" *smack*

Jade

Lilia (look at that peepaw rizz let's gooo)

Is taking many pictures of you cause he's just so in love and wants to show you off.

Cater (he's posting this on Magicam cause your pretty face always makes him go viral and he lowkey likes making others jealous)

Kalim

Rook

Vil (he picked the dress, so he gets to take as many pics as he wants, even if they're just for him)

Malleus (you have to help him with the pictures, but he has an entire album dedicated to you <3)

You think you were gonna just dress up all cute, leave, and not have a quickie? Haha, no <3

Ace

Leona

Floyd

Brain empty. No thoughts. Only pretty partner in pretty dress—are you not wearing anything under that!?

Riddle (he's stunned into silence, debating whether or not he should draw attention to you or chastise you)

Ruggie

Idia (he's watching through the security cameras and losing his mind)

[pillowspace]

You had put very little thought into seeing new places before your adventures with the gods, but now, you had an preying need, a desire. The Celestial Realm had been beautiful, when you first saw it anyways, igniting a spark at all the wondrous landscapes. It made you wonder what you were missing out on back on Earth. Much as you loved your home, and were quite content to be there, sometimes you would venture out with one of the gods, whom had no trouble taking you places.

Today, your companion was Eclipse, the incredibly tall, crimson and coal faced god, head encircled by fiery rays, trailing behind you, staring out uncertainly with their many red eyes, dotted by yellow pupils containing black slits. They were just as unused to the travel after all their years imprisoned, the rocky, plateau-dotted desert stretching out on all sides. Passing under a massive light brown sandstone arch, Eclipse reaches up, stroking at the soft rock, laced with patterns and swirls while forming.

"It's pretty," you note, breaking the silence. The imposing being startles, glancing your way, tilting their head just the slightest bit. An awkward moment lingers before they hum, a more calm Meno side. "It is," they agree, moving past. A canyon swallows you both, following a straight line past prickly bushes and cacti. Dry dirt stirs at your feet, dust glimmering in mid-morning sunlight.

Soaking it all in, it takes a moment to realize your companion has stopped, currently staring intensely down at a rock a little ways off. Curious, you join them, your shadow unintentionally falling upon a long, spiky lizard that basks there, startling it from sunbathing. It blinks an eye at you and Eclipse, the god wide-eyed, watching it like a child that just found something particularly fascinating. They reach down towards it, but the movement disturbs the frilly creature, zipping from sight in an instant.

The god lowers their arm, disappointed. You offer a small pat along the appendage to try and cheer them up, smiling and gesturing to continue the walk when they look at you. They concede, gaze lingering for only a moment where the lizard had lain. How strange it must be for them, you think. From your understanding, neither Sunna nor Meno had held much care for the Earth before. Now, though, getting to see anything different was like a miracle, a fact that left you feeling crestfallen on their behalf. You knew things had been really hard for them, after their merge and the imprisonment, one of the reasons you'd forgiven them after the rough start to your friendship. Gods were strange beings, but they were also people, and neither deserved that.

You're yanked from your thoughts by Eclipse, stopping in front of you, examining you with a level of concern. "I'm alright," you swear. "Just thinking."

Curiosity brims once more, tilting their head. "About what?" they ask. You cringe at the idea of bringing up their past, knowing it's a sore subject, so instead throw on a smile, hands folding neatly behind your back, rocking forward on your tiptoes in a jovial motion. "About how lucky I am to have you all. You're all so amazing," you reply. Certainly not far from the truth. Despite everything that happened, the danger you faced, it is a constant thought in the back of your mind. You don't know where you would be without Eclipse, Sun, or Moon. Probably dead, or worse.

Eclipse preens at the praise, grin splitting wide, dripping obsidian liquid down their chin. Realizing, they turn away, trying to wipe it off, chattering between themselves, embarrassed. You smile, stepping up to tug gently at their sleeve. Looking back down at you, you guide their hands forward, laying their massive palms on top of yours. "You're okay, Eclipse. I've seen worse," you assure them. You think, for a moment, that they might cry. It passes, though, their hands lifting off yours to cup either side of your head. A few streaks of the thick black fluid that caught on their fingers ends up smearing a bit on your cheeks, but you don't mind. They lower, nuzzling their face to yours affectionately, eyes closed. You return the gesture, smile farther softening.

Eclipse is reluctant to pull away, but does, releasing you. Your eyes meet their largest pair of red orbs, a shared fondness between you. Taking a hand, your appendage is engulfed in theirs when they carefully fold their fingers down, and you both turn and walk, hand in hand, deeper into the desert, content to continue your exploration together.

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Part 3 of 3 complete! Happy birthday! Hope it's a fun one! ☺️

UAHHH I LOVE THESE, THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭😭 POST-CSD ECLIPSE WAHHHHHH. I made the happiest sound scrolling through my inbox and noticing this here, I am giving you the largest wettest eyes. I ADORE THIS, THANK YOU!!

It also is fun seeing Y/N's perspective having mentions of Sunna and Meno, because that is something that i actually want Y/N's thoughts to be like a lot later on. Even after they find out about Sunna and Meno, I want them to not really linger on it and just think of Eclipse solely as Eclipse until about the end of arc 3 when they start properly trying to understand it. And Eclipse would be so fascinated by the Earth, despite having never liked it prior.

I GIVE YOU A MASSIVE HUG, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

[kissorkill16]

A Hero x Villain Fanfic: Marriage

By JJ

Summary: Villain asks Hero a shocking question.

Hero had just saved the town from a giant mutant lizard, and was basking in the fame of everyone cheering and clapping for him. He was startled out of it when he felt the ground shake, and rocks sprouted around him, tightening themselves around his waist.

Stunned, Hero tried moving, he knew exactly who these rocks belonged to, just as he was about to break out, someone flew up to his level and made him stare at him face to face. It was Villain.

"Before you try to break out, I want to ask you something very important."

"Seriously you psycho?! This couldn't have waited until later? When I wasn't in the middle of something?"

"Darling, that something is just you smiling and waving to the camera because you just defeated another monster."

"Whatever. What did you even want to ask me?"

Villain bent his knees, both in the shapes of L's, and he pulled out a small box. He held out the box, opened it, and inside was a beautiful, shiny, golden diamond ring.

"Will you marry me?"

Hero's handsome face started heating up. His shocked face was a deep red, almost like a rose. Everyone in the city had gone quiet, almost like they wanted him to say yes. And they were right, Hero was going to say yes. But he wasn't doing this for the citizens, he was doing this because he truly loved Villain.

They had been seeing each other in secret. Ever since the day they met when Villain tried to destroy City Hall, they were the perfect combination. Hero was handsome, selfless, kind, not really smart, and a tiny bit self-sacrificial. Villain was charming, well-mannered, manipulative but sweet, and just a tiny bit selfish. The perfect match.

So without another thought, Hero said "Yes."

The people around him began to cheer and clap, as Villain pulled in his now fiance for a big kiss.

[the-mountain-flower]

The Exiled and The Outcast

Chapter Five: A Rose,

Dainix noticed his leg was bouncing when it bumped against the desk, startling him out of his reading stupor.

How long had he been doing that?

He tried not to worry about it too much, and went back to scanning the open book in front of him for anything useful.

Except… once interrupted, it became surprisingly difficult to go back to focusing on his task.

His mind kept wandering, and he found himself fidgeting with anything he could get his hands on.

Dainix sighed and leaned back in the chair.

He was bored out of his mind, subconsciously looking for anything else to do other than sit there and read for hours on end. Doing nothing but his exhausting search for-

Wait a second.

Just how long had he been at this? How long was it since he last got some exercise, how long since he’d been outside?!

He’d arrived at the castle only a few days ago, almost a sef at this point. The second day he’d gone to buy food, but other than that… he’d been in the same two rooms, repeating the same routine. Wake up, eat, research, eat, sleep, repeat. For five days .

Gods, no wonder he was so restless! He hadn’t stretched his muscles or even seen the sun in almost a sef!

Dainix stood up the second that realization set in, almost knocking over the chair in the process. He was out of that library that exact moment.

It was past time to get some fresh air.

The sun on his skin felt good . It wasn’t nearly as bright or hot as it was back home, the light broken up by the occasional cloud or leafy tree. Still, Dainix practically basked in the sunlight like a lizard. He breathed deeply, letting the fresh outside air into his lungs to replace the dusty, stagnant air of the castle.

It was probably the first time he found the world outside the desert as cold and unfamiliar, but instead as a warm, welcome relief from the monotony he’d found himself in.

Dainix took his time familiarizing himself with his surroundings. The castle grounds had long since been neglected, the original gardens reclaimed by nature, trees and vines covering every stone arch and pillar. The amount of vibrant green still made him a bit uncomfortable, but not nearly as much as when he’d ventured into a forest for the first time. It was actually beautiful, in an overgrown, ancient way. The plant life here was so vastly different than anything he’d seen growing naturally in the desert, even in the underground oases.

He considered preserving something to take with him to show his family back home, settling on some brightly-colored flowers that looked like the wild descendants of what once grew in the flowerbeds. He’d seen something similar every once in a while, sometimes worn by traders and travelers passing through his village, and its likeness replicated during the Feast of Serenis. He hadn’t known roses came in colors other than red and pink, though. This one had petals that were white, its neighbors various shades of orange, yellow, red, pink, and white.

Careful of the thorns but knowing the wyrmsilk would block the sharp points, Dainix tucked the flower into his belt. He was aware that even dried out, it might not last for as long as it might take for him to return home if ever , but he tried to ignore that thought. It didn’t hurt to have a little token of hope.

Dainix started looking around for somewhere with enough space for him to get some exercise. He wanted to go over some of his forms and such, at least enough to keep his skills honed even if he wasn’t actively having to use them. He was still Ravvan, no matter where he was, and he wanted to hold onto that.

He thought he found a suitable place to practice, but stopped himself from entering all the way he noticed something off to the side, and realized this area was in use.

East of his position, back turned to Dainix, was Falst. He was sitting on the ground, a stick in one hand, and drawing something in the dirt in front of him. It was a little too far away for Dainix to see what it was, though what he could see were multiple pictures drawn in the ground around him. Falst was clearly absorbed in his work, detailing the lines in the ground with great care.

Dainix left try somewhere else, leaving Falst to draw in peace.

Falst’s ears picked up rustling and footsteps. Immersed in his drawing, he initially dismissed it as probably just an animal.

Sure enough, it stopped soon after. Then it came again, and Falst realized it didn’t actually sound like some random animal.

He whirled around, and saw the stranger- Danix- as he turned away and left the clearing.

Falst scowled. Someone so heavily armed had seen him with his guard down like that, and he hadn’t even noticed! He hadn’t seen Dainix outside the castle before, but context clues told him that of course he wouldn’t be the kind of person to willingly stay inside for too long. Falst was getting sloppy with keeping his guard up.

In frustration, he threw away the stick he’d been using, and raked his claws through the drawing in the dirt in front of him. It was a hobby he’d picked up in his time here, something he’d never had time for in the past. It gave him some comfort, at first just reminding him of the drawings gifted from a caring mother long ago, eventually becoming something he did fairly often.

Falst walked away from the small collage, leaving his newest drawing unfinished. Through the scattered dirt could be seen a rough sketch of tight, circular petals wrapped around each other above a thorny stem.

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Y'all have no idea how excited I was writing that last paragraph.

I'd like to give lots of love to everyone who's been SO supportive so far!! Seriously, your comments have made me so happy, and reminded me why I love sharing my stories. Thank you so so much!!! <3

Remember to drink water, eat food, take your meds (if applicable), and get enough sleep. Love you all, and have a great [insert time here]! <3

[evolutionsvoid]

Though many would be loathe to admit it, there was a time before Ichor and its Four Humors. Time when this world was devoid of this golden fluid, its great graves and fallen bodies empty of such beautiful grace. But yet the land was not barren, its veins did not run dry. Long before the Church of Divine Wealth came to be, before the First Rain fell upon this land, there was Eitr and there was dragons.

What came before all this, was an age of beasts and dragons, a primordial world ruled by giants and unyielding nature. All of which was fueled by the ancient fluid Eitr. Within this liquid burned a fire, a blaze which brought forth life, much like Ichor does today. And how brightly this flame burned while the dragons ruled over all. No one can truly fathom how long this Age of Eitr lasted, but eventually all flames must fade...

The time came when Eitr grew weak, and in that fading fell the First Rain of Ichor, known as Petrichor. Ichor soon rose in power, and extinguished the Primal Flame, so came the time of gold and humors. And as this primitive age ended, so did its great titans and dragons. The ancient dragons lost their grip on the world, and fell from the heavenly heights they once perched upon. As their godly fluid faded, so did they, but they refused to simply vanish. The dragons desperately sought to bring their Eitr back, to ensure their kind went on. But the time for action had long passed, and the dragons' efforts only granted echoes of their lost power.

Though very few have seen a true dragon that came from this ancient age, especially after the betrayal, many do know the diminutive descendants that were born from their stagnant blood. The Lesser Dragons are indeed dragons that now roam these lands, but one can easily see they are mere shadows of their former glory. The tepid Eitr failed to reignite and the dragons attempts to reproduce only created diluted results. Further efforts and desperation eventually ended in these lesser forms, who lack the intelligence and mighty bronze scales. The Lesser Dragons are simple beasts, caring only for the bare necessities of life, with no dreams or desires to reclaim their throne. In a time when dragons and the Church were allies, these creatures were seen as noble beasts. But when the betrayal occurred and dragonkind was labeled an enemy to all, these lessers became nothing more than dangerous pests and objects of ridicule. See what became of the proud dragons and their "godly" fluid! Spitting lizards that feed on rats and rubbish!

The Lesser Wyverns are a species of these lessers that retains a mere whisper of the mighty wings that once graced their kind. Yet their days soaring through the heavens are long over, as they are merely flaps of colored membrane, used more for display and temperature control. They are fond of perching on cliffs and roofs, finding high up edges to spread their wings, bask and search for prey. When they find food or a foe, their gullets expand with the remains of their Eitr, so that they may spew Primal Flame upon all. But this too is a mere echo, as their fire comes in gobs and spraying spits, a far cry from the inferno their kind once belched upon the lands. They are just nasty predators, burning people and property, eating what meat they can and being cut down by slayers like rabid animals

Though fallen from grace and doomed to the life of a simple beast, one must admit that they are still heirs of dragonkind. The extremities of their limbs shed their crude scales over time, revealing the bronze plates of their ancestors. Slowly, they reveal their birthright, but sadly this will never come to full fruition. This process will be aborted long before it can finish, a transformation doomed to stillbirth. These few inches of bronze is all they will ever attain. Yet, no matter how much time passes, they remain free from the tarnished signs of the curse, which has spelt the end to their ancestors. Has this path truly led to the shedding of this malignant blight, but at the cost of the mind and spirit? One must wonder if such a deal is worth it, but alas, not many dragons remain to truly ponder it...

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"Lesser Wyvern"

It's now Smaugust, so time to dump as many dragons as I can before I run out of time! HURRY!

[sol-consort]

Aaaaahhhhhhhggbbgggggg I fhucking love all of your tidbits and thoughts about aliens in Masseffect

I was reading through the Salarian tag and just aaggjhaghhhhhhhhhh 👌👌

I love salarians so much, I constantly imagine being a cute little wild human in an all salarian ship and slowly corrupting them. A chaotic curious human and a hesitant but intrigued salarian are the perfect due.

They're so pristine and working hard, they need a human to show them how to live a little! Especially since they can eat our food and drink our alcohol, I want to take them to human parties and put their 1h sleep requirement brain to the test. I want them to experience getting low and dirty in the mud, be an the animal we all are inside.

But I also want to spoil them romantically, especially with how clinical and business-like their society is with marriage. I want them to experience swimming in the fluffy clouds of puppylove, the burning fires of passion, and the acidic pits of jealousy. I want to raise them up high before watching them crash down and experience the whole range of all available emotions their brain can make chemicals of.

It only takes one human to ruin a perfectly efficient salarian crew, I tell you. It only takes a little gesture of physical affection to reignite their touchstarved hearts for more of the warm cuddly human body. Much like lizards love sitting in our balms or cats napping in our lap, our heat is so comforting it puts them to sleep. Salarians are so thin and come from a tropical planet, they would have very low body heat and low tolerance for cold temperatures, they'd literally melt and maybe fall asleep if you cuddle them for more than 10 minutes.

Imagine how exhausted they must be from all the expectations set on them by their society, to get into college by age 16??? To work hard your whole life and squander a perfect memory to use in arguments or memorising textbooks when you could relive every happy memory you've had?

They deserve art too! They deserve to be silly and they deserve to be moody and simmer in their own emotions instead of their society encouraging them to move on from every minor or major inconvenience so fast because "life is short"

Yes life is short. SO. LIVE. IT. Live the single short life you have in all of its ups and downs instead of spending it all on what society thinks you should do rather than finding out what you actually want to do.

It's like they're constantly in survival mode, from one task to another, from one scientific achievement to another. When do they get to play or sit under the trees they planted and desperately protected? When do they get to go on picnics?

Humans recycled every primal urge we have into modern inventions, we play games and dance to move our body and mind, we make art and write to move our soul, we read and watch stories to move our hearts.

Do the salarians have those equivalents? Did they find something to fill the void of not sitting on cool rocks to bask in the warm sunlight anymore? Did they invent a game to rival the joy that catching bugs must have once held in their hearts? Do they stare into the mirror and realise how beautiful their galaxy like eyes are which mirror the heavens above they so desperately wanted to explore? Do they realise how beautiful their colorful skintones are to inspire a million human artists?

I want to show them that, all of that. How cute they are. How adorable it is that they are attracted to high voices. How you should embrace your primal urges instead of supressing it.

That apathy is not beneficial to survival, nor is it any indication of superiority or emotional maturity. That there is NOT a separation between logic and emotion, for both of them happen in the brain. It never was brain vs. heart.

That joy has been the secret of life all along, that they shouldn't be afraid of the dark moments in life, for it only makes the sun shine brighter tomorrow.

I want to ask for a salarians hand in marriage and give them a beautiful golden ring while I wear a matching one. I want to take them on a honeymoon for a month and give them a proper break. I want to help them rediscover their happiness in body and mind.

[fantasticalchaos]

The First Thronecoming

Chapter 2: Listen Up Everyone!

Summary: A dorm leader meeting is held on the day that Thronecoming will be announced! Meeting entails a short, but personal presentation and run-down of what Thronecoming is and what to basically expect. [Crossposted on AO3, Inspired by Sayuri’s TWST x EAH and LovelyLlama’s Thronecoming Headcanons]

A/N: Part 2 of 4 of crosspoting my work to Tumblr! Made some quick changes and added a few more lines before posting. Brooke Page also visits here in this chapter! Brooke uses these brackets - {} - when she speaks! {Like this! Hello Readers! 👋😄}

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Days flew by since the initiation of Project Thronecoming. The event committee worked hours on end on what needed to be done. Not to mention all the work they did to flip the script on some old Thronecoming traditions and Briar’s original plans for it. Rough drafts ran around on how to present to the headmaster, and later the students. Don’t even get me started on the budgeting!

{But it was worth it in the end right? Just like you said; Headmaster Crowley and the rest of the staff approved it without a hitch!}

Heh, true Brooke! Now this story really got up and going!

Nevertheless, today is the day that Thronecoming will be announced! But not without a forewarning to the dorm leaders first. Considering this is a new fun school holiday for all students, both old and new, there’s gonna be a lot of chaos! As per request from the committee, Crowley granted them an audience with Maddie and Briar as volunteers.

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[Location: Mirror Chamber.]

{And that’s how we got here today! The mysterious, and glamorous Mirror Chamber. Rose-gold lights that illuminate the gothic room. Dark coffins with gold accents dancing in the air to their own beat. Basking in the beauty of the room lies Headmaster Crowley and the dorm leaders. All were standing in a semicircle with Crowley on the opposite side.}

“Everyone is here, Headmaster!” Riddle announces out loud. Crossing his arms over the black jacket of his school uniform. “Just like you promised.”

Thanking Riddle, Headmaster Crowley excuses himself; He goes out into the hallway to fetch Maddie and Briar. Thus, left the dorm leaders of Night Raven in a single room to themselves. Just for a moment.

Actually– Brooke, since you’re here for a bit, can you double check if all the dorm leaders are here?

{Oh, sure! Alright, let me see…

As usual: Riddle, Azul, and Vil are right on time! As hexpected for these people. So that’s 3 down!

Leona’s awake and present too! Still a little grumpy that he dragged himself from his nap over to the meeting.

Kalim and Yuu are busy chatting. It seems those two met while heading here.

Idia is here too, sorta. Looks like brought his blue tablet in place of himself for the meeting today. In reality, he’s in his room right now. Guess he’s got a spare or something?

Oh, and would you look at that: Malleus here too! Hexcellent!}

“Well would ya look at that; Even the Lizard is here on time.” Leona added, gesturing to the man with curved horns. His face remains even, yet the eyes narrowed. “How unlike him!”

Malleus mirrored the glaring beast-man. Eyes darted over to the beastman. He pouted.

“I’m well aware of that, Kingscholar. Is there a problem with my surprise attendance?”

Before Leona could fire back a retort, The Ramshackle prefect intervenes. Despite the calm smile on their face, there is a small bead of sweat sliding down.

“I’m glad you made it on time, Tsunotaro!” Yuu smiles at Malleus, both as a welcome to their horned friend and to prevent any possible argument between the two princes. The dragon fae’s eyes shone down on their human friend.

“I appreciate the sentiment, Child Of Man.” A smile graces his lips, overtaking the passive-aggression earlier. Leona, on the other hand, just shakes his head and sighs.

Argument averted! Much to everyone’s relief.

“It’s true though,” Riddle mentions, resting a hand on his shoulder as he pondered. Choosing his next words carefully, he added with a small smile. “It's quite rare I see you come on time for a dorm meeting, Malleus. It’s quite nice.”

“Yeah!” Kalim blurts out, “I thought you weren’t gonna make it this time! What happened?”

“KALIM!!!”

Vil and Riddle stressed their voices at the Scarabia dorm leader. Kalim, rubs the back of his neck as he apologizes for his forwardnesses. Surprisingly, Malleus shakes his head and chuckles lightly.

“Earlier today, Faybelle asked me to help her and Briar bring a few pieces of equipment here.” Malleus answers. His green eyes sparkled as he reminisce. “I suggested that we could simply use our magic to teleport it. However, the girls insisted I come with them; that we would carry just a few simple pieces over to the Mirror Chamber. Plus, Briar said that she’ll take care of cleaning it up afterwards.”

“Ah! So, you helped your distant cousins without knowing that the meeting was today!” Kalim pointed out, jumping a little forward to his senior before backpedaling. Malleus and his distant cousins, Fayebelle and Briar, all together with the equipment for today! He closed his eyes and grinned at the thought. “That’s so thoughtful of them!”

“I second this!” Azul nodded promptly. He then looks aside, and whispers quietly on Malleus’s commentary. “It was like a calculated precaution to ensure his attendance. Thoughtful… yet very clever.”

While the discussion goes on, Vil’s eyes trailed over to the only piece of equipment in the room Malleus was talking about. From the strange fall blob of the shape, supported by a long black beam with wheels as the it’s bottom. If Vil didn’t know any better, it’s a mannequin. Additionally, a blush pink blanket draped over it until the bottom. A big contrast to the room filled with violet and black.

“Surely this meeting today wouldn’t be too much.” Vil spoke, pondering with his arms crossed. “It’s rather sudden; Classes are still in session.”

Outside of education matters - which is equally important - it was the meeting that concerned Vil. Just a tiny bit! Not that it’s unnatural for Vil! Vil is used to sudden changes and meetings, considering his history as an actor. Simply it’s because there was absolutely no context from Crowley on what the subject matter for the meeting was. “It’s a surprise fufufu~” was all that was said.

“As much as I agree with your concerns, Vil,” Riddle started, sighing. He looks over to Vil with resoluteness in his eyes. “Maddie assured me that it won’t take long. You can take her word for it.”

“It better be.” Idia’s voice came out through his floating tablet. Not a second later, the doors flung wide open. The headmaster strides in, with Maddie and Briar following behind him.

“Alright! Listen up everyone!” Headmaster Crowley taps his staff on the ground, grabbing everyone’s attention. “We have a very important meeting about a surprise announcement coming later today!”

A round of confusion appears on the dorm leaders. How visible their confusion was varied from each leader. Some were more pronounced, with a few whispering amongst each other. The rest were more subtle, holding their tongue until more information came on.

Noticing this, Crowley’s head faces Briar and Maddie.

“Are you two ready to present your upcoming project for the whole dorm?”

The girls nodded. With that, Crowley gives a quick bow as the girls walk up. It’s Briar and Maddie’s floor now!

“For the past few days,” Briar started. “The event committee were thinking of ways to liven up the mood from previous events.”

{You’re telling me! I don’t even want to remember that right now…}

It’s okay Brooke, you did all that you could. Do you need a quick hug?

{Yes… Thank you.}

“We had other ideas… but we all couldn't agree on a single thing!”

“It was just then someone asked what we did back when we were at Ever After High!” Maddie joins in. “That was the starting point of our wonder-iffic idea that we made to present to Crowley! He didn’t think twice of the concept!”

“Ms. Hatter is right!” The Headmaster said, swinging an arm. He places one of his jeweled talons on the top of his shimmering black vest. “After the girls finished their presentation, I immediately felt moved! All the staff to see it! After a few moments of consideration, we all agreed that this project the event committee made is suitable for everyone to participate in.”

“Besides, as your generous and kind Headmaster, it’s best for me to allow my gracious students to have some time off and enjoy yourselves!”

“Man, that must be one big event that could rival my parties!” Kalim pumps his arms up and down, “I can’t wait for it to come!”

“What is it exactly?” Yuu dropped the question.

“So– back at Ever After High,” Briar recounted, “Everyone had been bustling around to get ready for Thronecoming! It happens a few months after Legacy Day.”

“It consists of getting gifts from our parents that formerly attended Ever After High. Next there is the float-building and a Bookball tournament! Lastly, there is a big party at night where everybody dresses up and dances the night away! There’s also nominees voted to become the Thronecoming King and Queen!”

“Oh, so it’s basically homecoming with a few mixes of prom.” Yuu nodded along, relating the given information to what they knew. Being the only other human from another universe, along with being magic-less, the Prefect had little to work with. So, resorting to any connections that reminded Yuu of their old home helps. “I heard a lot about it back in my world.”

As the words slipped from Yuu’s mouth, warm smiles from Briar and Maddie came. Returning the sentiment, Yuu shoots one back.

“Briar was originally supposed to be holding this year’s Thronecoming in our world.” Maddie explained, gesturing to her partner. “Since we now attend this school, the event committee decided to throw one here!”

“Although, we had to make a tiny bit of changes to Briar’s original plan.”

Maddie inches her fingers close together, but not enough for the pointer and thumb to touch. Closing one eye, Maddie looks through them. It’s as if she is looking through a window. And through that “window,” she could see their audience - the dorm leaders watching intently.

“What kind of changes?” Vil inquires, a hint of curiosity within the short, direct question.

“Well for starters– we had to cut out the tournaments, since there’s already a lot of games this month!” Maddie answers. “We also have to cancel the float-building to fit within our project budget. Don’t worry though, because we’re hoping we’ll visit that idea again! Maybe sometime in the spring!! It sounds too fun to leave it out!”

{Awww, I’ve never seen Kalim beam that excitedly before! The jingles of his earrings as he dances his fists up and down. Plastered with the biggest grin that would would hurt his cheeks; he couldn’t wait for springtime to arrive!}

“Speaking of,” Briar brings out a body mannequin behind her. Tugging at the blanket lightly, Briar says, “Me, Maddie, and some of the others had our dresses commissioned ahead of time! That way, we all have outfits while saving most of our money and time prepping the event!”

“For instance, here’s mine!”

Unveiling the mannequin in a single whoosh, lies it wearing her Thronecoming dress. It’s a hot pink sleeveless top with a dusty pink and white bottom that reaches up to the knees. A hot pink sheer fabric skirt hangs above the blackthorn pattern at the bottom of the dress.

Everyone is left awestruck at the dress, coming closer to gaze at its impressive details. Some awed loudly with stars in their eyes. Others admired quietly on the side.

“Woah!” Kalim’s eyes shined like stars as he gazed admiringly at Briar’s dress. He clasped his hands as his head spun towards Briar. “Briar, this dress of yours looks so beautiful!”

“It looks like it came from a popular dress-up game brought to life!” Idia chuckled slightly at a reference he made the others wouldn’t get. Well maybe a few…

“Indeed, the details of this dress are high-quality and give off a sense of modernity and elegance.” Vil stares with a faint smile on his face. Strutting around the dressed mannequin with his eyes still on the outfit before him, he added. “This dress truly represents Briar’s personality in its entirety!”

Vil gestures his hand from top to bottom.

“From the knee-length size to represent her active and adventurous lifestyle.”

He circled around one last time.

“To the dark thorns that contrast with the bright and bold colours represent your story and dynamic personality. The list goes on.”

Vil’s hand then rested at the bottom of his chin to continue admiring the beauty of the dress and its meaning. His eyes stayed focused on it to the point he didn’t notice the other nods from the other leaders.

“It’s beautiful, Briar! And I’m sure for yours as well, Maddie!” Yuu grinned as they looked at Briar and Maddie. Their eyes bounced back at Briar’s gown. A thought sparked through Yuu’s mind as their smile fell. They then brought back their gaze to the fellow first-years and asked, “Are we all supposed to wear something as extravagant as this for Thronecoming?”

“I agree with this Herbivore, here!” Leona’s voice boomed as he came from behind Yuu, startling the poor Ramshackle leader. He turns his head to Briar. “It’s nice, Briar. Though, I’m not too hung up on the whole dress to impress.”

“Don’t worry!” Crowley interjected, jumping in immediately to the group huddled around the mannequin. He cleared his throat and continued. “As your kind and generous headmaster, and from the event committee, I- er- we forbid the strict dress code formally enforced at Ever After High!”

“You’re allowed to wear whatever you please as long as you’re all enjoying yourselves!”

“Thank goodness!” Leona replied with no shame, making a sigh of relief after hearing this information. Yuu and Idia did the same but quieter.

“Yeah, I know right?” Briar tuned in as she went near her dress. She rested her right arm on the shoulder of the mannequin. “That’s why I’m only just showing you guys so at least you can expect my personal choice to dress for Thronecoming! I mean, this is literally half of my outfit for the dance!”

“Indeed,” Malleus spoke with a small smile as he crossed his arms. “Back in Diasomnia, Briar wore her whole ensemble for her rehearsal presentation.”

“WHAT?!?!”

The Hall of Mirrors were pretty lucky that no matter how high the sheer volume was at that moment, it was enough for it to break. Great Seven, my eardrums…

{You can say that again! Oh my fairy godmother!!}

“She already showed it to you, Tsunotaro?!” Yuu stammered as they brought their head immediately to Briar and Maddie, who nodded. Maddie grinned with a knowing look to Malleus and Briar. Whereas Briar’s smile was more awkward and averted her gaze for a brief second.

“Correct, she and Maddie rehearsed their presentation at Diasomnia a few days before this meeting.” The fae confirmed with the curves of his smile into a proud smirk. He closed his eyes as he remembered the rehearsal. Diasomnia having their eyes open at the idea of Thronecoming, its history and customs. And the dress portion, that became a fashion show. The details and beauty of this Thronecoming has become a memory for him and the others. Both now and in the future when the event comes. “All of Diasomnia were impressed with it! You should have seen it! Even, Faybelle and a few other members showed us their outfits as well.”

As he gradually opened his eyes again to the other bewildered dorm leaders. A flicker of mischief akin to a child who’s holding a little secret flashed through his eyes. Malleus announced with great anticipation.

“I cannot wait for you all to see them when Thronecoming comes close!”

Leona grumbled to himself. He looked away from Malleus with a scowl growing on his face. “Someone sure is proud of themselves.”

To his annoyance, the dragon fae smirks even more.

“Damn right,” In his room, Idia chews his thumb and narrows his eyes brimming with jealousy. “Malleus got the whole beta tester experience!! Lucky!”

“And that concludes our presentation!” Briar and Maddie finished in unison. The girls held hands and took a quick bow, followed by applause from everybody.

“Oh! And don’t forget to calm down the chaos when you tell your dorm about this!” Maddie added as pops back up. She tilts her head with a light giggle. “Well, except for Diasomnia, of course!”

Yuu exhaled a deep sigh as they pinched the bridge of their nose.

“I don’t think I will have to tell them.” Yuu blurted out their thoughts as their shoulders slumped a little and let go of the hand on their nose. “My dorm will already know by the time I arrive.”

And to be fair, they’d be right! Minus the ghosts and the mouse haunting the dorm, Yuu and Grim are the only original members when they first came before the rediscovery of Ever After. Naturally, this singles them both out to the majority of the EAH transfers. And that Yuu and Grim will be out of touch from the culture of their classmates. Not a problem though; Learning is always an option! A wonderful option that will always be happily taken!

“Wonderful everyone! Absolutely beautiful!” Crowley clasped his hands together with a smile. He brings up a finger and wipes a tear from his mask. “My students are going to be incredibly excited and interested by this news!”

A few more sniffles from the headmaster came by. In an instant, he quickly perks back up! Glowing as if he wasn’t (or at least to be) crying. To no one’s surprise…

He brought out a small, chained pocket watch from one of his pockets. Cracking its lid open, he takes a moment to check the time. Crowley then closes and returns the watch back to his pocket, and clears his throat.

“Now, before you can all leave: do any of my kind students have any questions about Thronecoming?”

“Are you gonna answer them?” Yuu asked, pointing an accusing finger at them. Crowley gasped dramatically, as if Yuu had something offensive. Like a child swearing in front of their parents. The crow-man began scolding Yuu as the latter rolled their eyes.

As the two squabble, the rest of the students did their own things. Leona, Malleus, Vil, and Riddle left the Hall of Mirrors early. Either to head over to lunch, a place to chill during the break, or to their previous class for today’s notes.

Maddie left early as well, saying that she - along with a few other club members - will be putting up flyers. Some were for just the general promotions and their information. Others were for signing up for running for Thronecoming King or Queen.

So, the only ones left the room to talk were Yuu, Crowley, Briar, and Azu—

“Do we have to attend this in-game event? Like physically?”

Briar whips her head at the sudden voice. Azul, one of the people she was talking to, also looks behind her. There stood the floating blue tablet on her right. Ah, Idia! Briar never saw Ignihyde’s dorm leader in person outside of a few occasions. Even then, Idia didn’t talk or associate himself with others much. Exceptions aside, he’s the dorm leader Briar has the least connection with. Given the chances of this interaction from happening again though, it’s better to make the most of it!

“Of course, duh!” Briar answers, turning away back to the dress form. She throws over the light pink cover on it. “It’s a party, everyone’s invited to come!”

As Briar turned back around, the sound icon was turned off. She arched an eyebrow on the sudden silence. She glances over to others, who simply shrugged.

“Idia?”

No response came from the levitating device.

“Idia, you’re muted.”

Again, no response.

“I doubt he muted on purpose.” Azul points out.

“You think?”

{If you hadn’t guessed by now, Idia’s panicking in his room… I’ll go hookup Idia’s emotional support chat with Ortho or any of his friends. Let’s see…}

“Idia? Briar is talking to you, it’s rude to leave someone on read.”

The sound unmutes.

“Idia?”

“I’m fine!” Idia’s voice hurried over the device. “I’m okay!”

{Nope. He’s not.}

“Are you su—”

“YES!”

He really isn’t.

RING! RING!! RING!!!

Before Azul or Briar could say anything more, the blue device zooms past them and into the hallway.

FWOOSH!!!

The swift stream of wind from the speed had the remaining people in the room jump.

“K!TYSEEYOULATERBYEEEEEE–”

Everyone’s eyes leaned over and peek out the door the tablet left. Several screams and gasps were heard the further Idia got away. Eventually, the remaining people trickled out and headed to lunch.

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In some other part of the hallway, much less crowded and free from a particular tablet’s speedway, is Madeline Hatter. In one arm, is a stack of posters. Slowing down from her skipping, Maddie plasters a poster for Thronecoming on the wall.

Wait, where the hell did she get those? She didn’t had them in the meeting…

”Maddie!” a cheery voice calls out from behind.

Maddie turns her back over to the voice. There, one of the leaders, sprinting over to her. A young man, with a white and yellow turban-like headband to be exact.

“Maddie!” Kalim called out once to his under-classmate as he ran up to her, successfully grabbing her attention away. Kalim stopped in his tracks and pants.

“Hi Kalim!” Maddie greeted her classmate and friend. As the latter catches his breath and straightens back up, Maddie asks, “Something you need?”

“Ah! Yes!” Kalim realizes. “Maddie, is there any way that I can apply to run for the Thronecoming King? Sorry, I forgot to ask earlier!”

Kalim tilted his head, and his golden earrings jingled. He beamed a smile, “I want to join in on the fun too!”

“Hat-tastic!” Maddie jumped for joy with Kalim. “I’m so glad you asked! I’m in on it too! The more the merrier as they say!”

Maddie took off her little top hat. Her left hand dove in and scoured the insides of it. She lifts her hand back out, but not without her Mirror-Pad suddenly appearing too. (Ahh, that’s where she got the posters…). Kalim’s ruby eyes twinkled as Maddie placed her hat right back on her head and turned on her device.

The two spent a few moments with creating candidate profiles.

“You know Kalim, You’re the first outside of Diasomnia to join in on the nominations! Of course, outside of me and a few others!”

“Really?! That’s awesome! I can’t wait to see who the rest of the candidates are!”

“Anyways, I gotta go head back,” Kalim ushers a thumb back as he begins to run again. “Jamil’s gonna come looking for me if I don’t come to lunch after today’s meeting!”

Kalim sprints off.

“Thanks Maddie! See you around!”

”Bye Kalim!” Maddie waves her hand to her friend as he rounds a corridor. Her eyes bolted to the roof as Brooke spoke.

{Don’t worry Maddie, he’ll be back there quick, safe and sound!}

“I know you can Brooke!” She reassured her. Bringing up the rest of the posters to her attention, all colourful and distinct from one another. Picking up another flyer from the stack, Maddie says, “Now! Back to setting up these posters!”

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[the sun reversed, ace of cups reversed, ten of cups upright] heyyy to those of you who chose pile one. so i feel as though the aesthetic that would best describe you is an aesthetic that is very bright, but also very sad? like, an image with bright-colored hearts but with a bitter saying on it, if that makes any sense. you guys seem to have an optimistic view of life, but that does not take away from the sadness you've gone through and possibly still are going through at this current moment. you could've had a new connection and/or opportunity that made you really happy, but it didn't go the way you thought it would which could've left you feeling melancholy, but you still keep in mind that rejection is redirection and you're happy to see what's next for you! you guys may be the type the joke about what you've gone through to try to uplift your mood, or when people ask you how you feel, you are honest but not in a way that you want them to worry about you too much. i feel like those of you who are reading this learned how to get through tough times and keep your head above the water. like, instead of drowning, you choose to float and let the water take you where it may. you give me very much "crying in the club" type of vibes lol. click here to see the aesthetic that i have in mind for pile one!

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ pile two

[ace of wands reversed, the world upright, five of cups upright] hiii pile two. right off the bat i'm seeing that the aesthetic that would best fit those who chose pile two would be an aesthetic that consists of all the elements (earth, fire, water, air) and a seductress aesthetic, as well. like, you guys could be very in tune and loving of mother earth, but you guys are also very attractive and may not be shy when it comes to showing off your features and basking in your beauty. you guys could definitely resonate with siren energy, but also fairy energy?? i'm getting so many different things for this pile lol. i feel like you do not have just one aesthetic that could describe you; you have many different sides to your energy that could resonate with so many different things, pile two. but i'm for sure seeing nature as in trees, rivers, multicolored plants/flowers, wild animals and insects like lizards and snakes and even "fictional" creatures such as dragons and mermaids. you guys have very powerful energy and i wouldn't be surprised if your chart was pretty well-balanced with all the elements. click here to see the aesthetic that i have in mind for pile two!

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ pile three

[three of wands, five of wands, the emperor] what's up, pile three? so, the aesthetic that would best describe you is someone in charge who is also pretty laid back? lol i know that's not an aesthetic but i'm sure that some visuals could come from that. you are someone who is very fiery and structured when it comes to the things you take seriously, and you have a lot of passion what you truly care about. you could possibly be a perfectionist, too. the colors green and red could fit your energy very well since you are both structured but also fiery. i'm getting kind of an earthy vibe from this pile, but like, on fire. like a contained fire in the wilderness. you know how people go camping and they gather a bundle of sticks so they can make a campfire? yeah, that's more like what i'm getting from this pile. you guys try not to dwell in your emotions too much since there's literally no signs of water in these cards that i'm using. you guys could also be stoners??? lol. obviously not for all of you. anywho, click here to see the aesthetic that i have in mind for pile three!

thank you for reading and interacting! <3 i am most likely going to do another part to this topic soon because there are so many of you and so many aesthetics out there!

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[albaqae]

OH MY GOD I FINALLY WATCHED MUTANT MAYHEM AND DJJSAJJSNSNFHXJDJ

queue the ramble :) (also yes spoilers)

I’m so so happy being able to take off mutant mayhem filters NOW I CAN BASK IN THE FANART YES YESBEYYEYSYSYSYSA

Ok so like I pulled up right and I knew it was gon be GOOD, but IT WAS GOODER THAT GOOD???? After I watched rise I was like mkmk yea there’s NO WAY they can make them more teenager-y But they Did.

My friend my love told me that they told the VA to change the script if they wanted to and if they thought it was more relevant and honestly? BEST DECISION EVER

U can feel however u want abt the movie but I will Fight You about the relevancy of it so bad, like something that media tends to focus on capturing is the Present, the feeling of the very moment “insert thing” happens, and the relevancy of certain situations in certain times. It’s the very reason why nostalgia hits so hard, because it is capturing the feeling of being right there in that moment, and so effortlessly

That’s what I felt watching the movie, THEY LITERALLT SAID RIZZ AND SUS, and I never in my LIFE thought I’d hear that in an ACTUAL OFFICIAL MOVIE, I just KNOW history scholars are gonna psycho analyze every reference they make

ALSO I ADORE SPLINTER SO SO SO MUCHANJAJASJKEKNX, I love seeing just-became-a-father splinter it’s AKJSNDNX. I really really love the angle they took with him, and him seeing himself reflected in superfly and how being so strict hurts his kids because it doesn’t let them explore options or themselves fully, even if he really does think he’s right

ALSO HIM AND SCUMBAG AKAJNSNSNX IT WAS SO CUTEEEE IT KILLED MEEE

AND OH GOD near the end when superfly had the turtles and was abt to like snap them and I saw the broken shells I, no kidding, screamed. THE AMOUNT OF ANGST IVE CONSUMED THAT HAS HAD BROKEN SHELLS AS ONE OF ITS MAIN PLOTS AOQJJWNSNX, it was WILDDD having it canon ngl

Overall all the characters, like every single one, felt so fleshed out and real, it was genuinely so refreshing. I love how media now focuses on capturing raw human states instead of the heavily filtered beauty standard that our societies have for so long clung to. I think future generations being able to see that will really heal some of the damage being “chronically online” can cause

April had SUCH GOOD STYLE and I loved her :) because the plot was so heavy I almost expected a lot of the characters to not have an arc at all, so I was real surprised when splinter and April realized what they did was hurting ppl. The writers were REAL good at keep the plot semi-un-crowded despite how much was going on

Again, THE HUMOR WAS SO SO PRESENT DAY AKAJWJENNX

I loved Raph LIKE ALWAYS and how they made him an angry mf w/o making it against his brothers, and just making it as just how he is, I thought it was so nice to have an iteration where he keeps his spark without making it harmful to those he cares abt (his outfit at the end was so very fire it was my fav)

Mikey was so so sweet, I love whenever he’s both a goofy goober but also one of the most empathetic ones, the hope and kindness in his eyes <33

DONNIE WAS SO RADDDD, the VA did SUCH a good job, he has my fav voice and overall he was so cool in character too, freaking out abt the attack on titan doodle was so me and I love seeing a representation of what non-toxic fandom looks like that wasn’t seen as a problem or as meant to be looked down on, bro just loves k-pop and anime!!!

Leo was AMAZINFGGGT, they kept his leader persona and his want to take responsibility and decency without making him an ass !!! And for someone who grew up with 2012 Leo that’s something I was REALLY at awe at

It’s also the first turtle x human ship i don’t hate, they didn’t make Leo be CREEPY ASF LIKE W 2012 DONNIE, but he was still a hormonal teenager having a real crush and they were still friends

I also loved lizard dude

Superfly character was so rad too, the way he spoke and carried himself was really interesting to look at and I thought it was so cool, I love villains that have actual stories, AND BABY HIM WAS SO CUTEEEEE, wish we got more sibling content on him and his crew tho, but that’s very me nitpicking

Splinter cracking his back remind me of “BUMBUMBUM BUM BUM BUM!”

I love when tmnt doesn’t do orientalism :))) it’s very hard to avoid in iterations cause of the very foundation of tmnt, but I take it as a major W whenever we get a decent story(USUALLY AMAZING STORIES) that doesn’t rely on “oooohhhh mystery ninja stuff ooooooo” to make a compelling “aesthetic”

I also loved how Baxter stockman looked, and the turtle tots, the animation was OUT OF THIS WORLDDD, I rlly love how, as artists, we accept more diverse styles rather than just sticking to realism being the standard, because it allows for stuff like this to happen!!! And the scribbles added so much to the world ownqnnsndndjxjx I’ll rewatch it over and over again just for the art style

And also when Leo call himself leon IT MADE ME SO HAPPY BC LIKE LEO IN RISE LIKES LEON TOO IT FELT LIKE A WINK WINK SKSNSNWNMSND not sure if it was tho but it was me giggling and kicking my feet

The plot itself was so good too in the way that it applies to more than mutants, the seeking of acceptance is something really really relatable in so many contexts: neurodivergence, queerness, immigration, and so so so much more????? It’s one of my fav things of most tmnt iterations, its themes carry on to other contexts, not just to the specific story being told. This is what leads it to being so attractive to so many audiences

The music was very atsv and I thought it was so rad, it’s always nice to watch a movie that has that kinda soundtrack, especially in urban settings it’s a lot more fitting than an orchestra (sometimes, or at least I think)

By the time me movie was over with the BADASS SHREDDER APPEARANCE I lost control of my body and was just happy stimming violently and my friends just kinda 🧍‍♂️ at me, and they got the same rant u just read but even more messy, if that’s possible

I’m proud to have mutant mayhem as an official tmnt iteration, and I’m proud of the work that’s been done, and I hope to in the future maybe somehow contribute to a version too!!

I didn’t revise this, and it’s very messy, and I doubt I’ll go back and fix it, but it’s just beginning thoughts :D if you actually read this far thank you and I love you

[starryknight-dragonarts]

I have been following along with Truegreen7's series on Youtube where he and 3 other Fakemon artists get together to design a new pokemon based on the same prompt. This Prompt was: Pretty, Protector, Protagonist

I started my prompt with the word "Protagonist", what animal and type would I want to see be a Protagonist? Well as evident by my love of Charizard and Salazzle I really like Hot Lizards so I would go for a Fire type Lizard! They are meant to be Feminine but I don't just want to copy Salazzle's look so I decided to go with a different body type to emphasize her strength, if Salazzle is a Glass Cannon of Special attack then this pokemon would be a Tank that can take a hit and give it back.

I decided to base mine off of the Marine Iguana, native to the Galapagos islands, they spend most of their time basking on hot rocky beaches to build up heat and energy to then go diving in the cold pacific ocean and graze on sea plants so Fire/Water type seemed perfect. They prefer being warm on land but they have adapted to a semi aquatic lifestyle. Another fun fact about Marine Iguanas that is relevant to this is that when they feed on sea plants they also end up swallowing some sea water and have to get rid of the salt somehow so they projectile sneeze the salt out their nose which is why their faces often look white and have salt crystals built up on their heads. I imagine this pokemon has a signature move where it fires hot salty steam out of it's big round snout that has a damage over time effect like Salt Cure.

Marine Iguanas are not what people often consider traditionally beautiful looking, Famous naturalist Charles Darwin called them: "Hideous looking creature, of a dirty black colour, stupid, and sluggish" and then spent time picking them up from the beach and throwing them in the ocean to watch them swim back…this obviously is now very illegal. Thank you for your contributions to Natural Science Darwin, you also married your first cousin!

Personally I think they are very cool looking like something reminiscent of prehistoric times, while usually a black volcanic color sometimes Marine Iguanas bear a mix of Red and Teal which looks majestic. I figured the pre-evolution should look small, cute, and like something you would want to protect but has the potential to be strong. Mariguna is a fun loving child who loves to play on the beach. When they go swimming they make a bubble jet from the heat vents on their hands and feet to propel them through the water. Mariguna sometimes get picked on by bigger pokemon so they stick around their much larger evolution for protection.

Then Mariguna becomes Ambroyroar, a Big Sunbaking Beach Babe with scales that make it look like she is wearing a Bikini, and has muscles like a powerlifter, not a traditional feminine aesthetic but very beautiful nonetheless. They spend most of their time laying on the beach and up on rocky cliffs by the sea basking in the sun and building up heat. If anybody messes with their Mariguna then they are ready to move and fight at any moment using the heat Vents on their hands and feet to inflict burns on enemies.

[queerplatonicpositivity]

no pressure to post this because it's just going to be me gushing about my partner but haha I love him and I want to tell people about him so

they're just everything. they don't try to be funny and I know that he doesn't consider himself funny, but they ARE. like. stupidly funny. and they're the single most supportive person I've ever met. it's entirely due to them that I realized I had fibromyalgia, and entirely due to them that I'm working with it instead of against it. he tells me how much effort he sees me putting into my daily life and how he is so excited to see that effort pay off (and that he wants to be a part of how that effort pays off) and it is so amazing to have that acknowledged. they send me links to things they think I'd find interesting, and pictures of lizards they saw while walking around because they know how happy they make me, and laugh at my puns even when they're objectively awful.

they have my whole heart, they are my heart, and I genuinely wish that same level of happiness (not necessarily the same kind of relationship, because qprs are so varied and what ours is isn't going to be what everyone else wants, but the same level of happiness and fulfillment) to every other person who is in or wants to be in a qpr.

anyway, to my darling--happy kind-of-almost-time-isn't-real a year! thank you so, so much for sticking with me through everything, for helping me with so much and loving me without expectation. here's to picking each other for the rest of them.

Anon, this is so beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing your joy with us! I'm so happy for you that you've found someone so wonderful to build a qpr with. 💚 Seriously, I am grinning so much right now, just basking in all the joy going on in your message!

[lucifers-cuvette]

First lines of 10 ancient fics

Tagged by various folks.

Like a devotee of fine wine, the spider delicately sampled droplets of sweat beaded on Elrond’s bare chest. Flame of the Desert

The day of Gilfanon's party on The Occasion of the Blooming of His Most Beloved Rose, Yavanno Tussa (a name that sent Laurefin into fits of laughter every time he said it, which was often) was the hottest yet of the heat wave that blasted the usually temperate Tol Eressëa. Chapter 2, “Beneath the Kilt,” A Rose By Any Other Name

No need to be nervous, Findaráto...or will it be 'Finrod' today?  Chapter 1, “Layla,” Fell Meats

The lizard perched on an oak branch anchored to an iron plate, still as a statue, basking in the warmth of the sunlight that streamed through the arched, multi-paned windows of the King's study. Chapter 5, “The Laws of Eä,” The Writhen Pool

The cloying fragrance of one thousand camellias assaulted Alatar's nose, and one thousand colors of silk battered his eyes,  the excessive sensations adding to his agitation. In The Court of the Dragon Emperor

I thought they were beautiful at first, the lights that came over the mountains. Chapter 1, “He Who Arises in Might,” Light Over the Mountain

So entangled he was in her twilight eyes that the brassy rap at his front door made him startle. A Fragile Chalice

Squinting against the golden autumn sunlight, I could make out the swaths of trampled grass where a city of tents once stood. Chapter 1, “A Keen Edge,” The Elendilmir

He swiped his arm through the air, slicing fierce rakshasas with his sword, just like Lord Rama had when he and Prince Lakshman rescued Lady Sita from the demon-king Ravana. The Man Who Grew Tomatoes

One...two…three…Pumice crunched beneath his boots when he stepped on the leavings of ancient eruptions. Chapter 1, “The Measure of Dreams,” Into This Wild Abyss

[is-the-owl-video-cute]

UV is broken into three major categories:

UV-a: also called UVA or “soft UV” is the stuff used in black lights. Most UV encountered naturally or artificially on earth is UV-a which is great because it’s not all too dangerous, much to the glee of many bowling alleys and goth raves. Excessive exposure can cause damage of vitamin A and collagen in the skin which can lead to more “aged” features developing over time. It cannot harm beyond that though, and I must emphasize you would need to be in quite a lot of it to see any results. It’s most commonly observed in people who work outdoors for many years due to sun exposure.

UV-b: also called UVB or intermediate UV is what gives you a sunburn. The ozone layer blocks much of it, but what does spill through is enough to cause serious damage if you, say, stare directly at the sun or stand in harsh sunlight too exposed with no physical or chemical barrier (thanks, sunscreen). It does have its uses though, it’s believed to be pivotal in the proper development of scales, feathers, and overall health for our archosaur and reptilian friends. Not to worry, mammals, it has benefits to us in terms of sleep/wake cycles and a few other functions related to our physiological and mental well-being (it makes us produce vitamin D!), just in a bit smaller doses than a basking lizard or sunning vulture may enjoy. Risks of damage from UV-b are elevated in places with a lot of reflective surfaces, hence why you may be sunburned faster while swimming or need eye protection in areas covered by snow.

UV-c: also called UVC or “hard UV” is, well, think a sunburn but far worse. It’s almost completely blocked by the ozone layer, and even a barrier as simple as transparent glass is enough to stop it (which is helpful in the lab because it means we can work with it safely while still directly observing it). Even so, it is the strongest form of UV radiation, as anything stronger is more X-ray than UV at that point. Because glass is an effective barrier to any wavelength smaller than UV-a, bulbs producing UV-b and UV-c light are specially made from silicon glass and utilize mercury to allow smaller wavelengths to emit. Long and short of it is that a lamp producing UV-c light is not going to come cheap. It’s accessible enough that anyone could feasibly buy one, sure, but lighting an entire stage like that? That’s going to be a pretty penny. To properly understand how dangerous UV-c is though, we need to first discuss what specifically UV -b and -c do to organisms in the first place.

So, DNA. We all love it, right? Well, it can only really work if it’s assembled in that beautiful double helix we all know and love with no flaws because DNA is just an instruction booklet to tell your body how to make, well, your body and, more regularly, proteins and new cells. Part of how it maintains proper shape and integrity is by both strands consisting of several bases that fit to their partner like lock and key, represented by ladder-rung bars in the above image. However, UV causes the atoms in those little molecules to change and behave differently, which can lead to a number of problems such as shown on the right diagram where two of the same base on the same strand have bonded, leaving the DNA misshapen.

DNA that cannot correctly “zip” or “unzip” leads to it becoming impossible to read your instructions properly which most commonly leads to various types of cancers because your cells don’t all know when to stop dividing because their manual was too damaged to read right. Sunburn itself doesn’t necessarily give you cancer, but being out in sunlight strong enough to give you a sunburn is going to give you a risk of developing melanoma or other skin cancers. I need to belabor the point that sunlight is only going to expose you to UV-a and UV-b radiation and it still causes cancer.

So. UV-c. The only place you’re likely to see it outside of a science lab or sterilization process is a welding torch, and you see the kind of eye protection used for that. UV-c causes more intense damage to DNA and more frequent alterations. No, the mutagenic properties of UV-c are probably not going to make you grow a tail or anything, but they can cause cell death and more malignant forms of melanoma far more readily than UV-b. Eye exposure even in short bursts can lead to permanent blindness due to the scarring of the cornea and formation of cataracts.

There is no way to get UV-c lamps of any kind without copious warnings of how dangerous they are. I have a hard time believing anyone could just “accidentally” buy enough UV-c bulbs to light the stage and shine DIRECTLY on the audience. I can’t see any benefit to doing it intentionally unless it was a way to sabotage the event planners into a lawsuit, but I want to believe no one is that stupid. The most interesting part though is that this isn’t even the first time an event in Hong king has been exposed for using UV-c lighting that harmed guests. I don’t know if it’s just not required for companies to disclose whether a product is dangerous or not in Hong Kong or if there’s another factor at play, but the idea this happened once let alone twice is insane to me.

So... a bunch of NFT grifters threw a party in Hong Kong this weekend and reportedly a bunch of attendees are now at risk of permanent eyesight damage because the promoters used unsafe lighting, and people are going to the ER...