#king sun | nebula

[bloodmoons-knife]

if any dimensional travelers showed up at nebula's castle, hed either invite them in for snacks, or try to gently shoo them away with a broom

[bloodmoons-knife]

well u see, mischief is the answer. is nebula even aware theyre in there? we may never know~

as for color options with nebulas cloak, i got this gorgeous piece of fanart a while back that gave his cloak fluffy galaxy vibes and ive been riding that high ever since.

(Me, while having an art discussion with myself)

You know, I've been having a hard time figuring out what color Nebula's cloak should be, or what kind of fluffy it should have.

Let's do light purple for the main color and baby blue for the fluff...

Hm... Maybe a bit more fluff...

Hmm... Maybe the color's off?

No worries, I'll just turn everything but the basic sketch invisible!

But while I'm at it, the cloak seems too... gravity defying in the back. I'll just-

What the? @bloodmoons-knife , what are your kids doing???

[tnyhua]

[no one would come help us]

next second he has uriel, black flame dragon, wukong and the underworld nebula by his side.

[kazz-brekker]

people often make a big deal (at least in the online circles that i move in) over book awards like the hugos and nebulas, but for me it's also very interesting to see which books stand the test of time and actually end up being remembered in the popular conscience. for example, a game of thrones by george rr martin actually didn't win the nebula award in 1997 for best sci-fi or fantasy novel published in the us that year and was instead beaten by the historical fantasy novel the moon and the sun by vonda mcintyre, which has since not really gone down as a particularly well-known book despite at the time being blurbed by a number of famous authors like robin mckinley and diana gabaldon, while a game of thrones is now one of the most famous fantasy novels ever written. furthermore, the moon and the sun was eventually adapted into a movie called the king's daughter which was filmed in 2014, locked in a studio vault for various reasons for 8 years, and then very unceremoniously released in 2022 and watched by almost no one even though it has a number of famous people in the cast (it also has a 21% on rotten tomatoes). ANYWAY this is all just to say that i was at a used bookstore when visiting my grandparents over the weekend and i found an EXTREMELY cheep and very nice hardcover first edition of the moon and the sun, so i am now determined to read the book and then watch the movie and see for myself if either of them are any good, thus satisfying my curiosity over this whole little anecdote in sff history.

[wickedzeevyln]

Final Frontier

Shoot for stars but take your world with you. A space-lost man knows that he is trapped in his mask. He blows breath onto the visor despite dwindling supply, creating a thin mist reminiscent of snow telling the world it’s December. There he sees the past reflected on a soft, soggy patch. There he momentarily lives, knowing the end has finally arrived to pick him up at the airport. Through…

[hughmanbean]

Queen of the Cosmos

Signs are showing. Constantine dreads what they predict.

The Queen of the Cosmos, Successor of the Tyrant King, Ruler of Galaxies, Embodiment of Space, Keeper of Balance, Siren of Stars, and many more.

She's the most powerful BeingTM by millennia. As far as the information John's gotten has indicated.

The stars are flowing, swimming in smooth currents. The sun dims, cracks of darkness revealing nebulae so beautiful. The moon grins, knowing and mischievous. The horizon is a mixture of greens and purples and blues and yellows.

The Queen of the Cosmos will arrive, and she must be welcomed.

The Queen of the Cosmos shall come, and she must be respected.

The Queen of the Cosmos is near, and the royal family will follow.

John grimaced. A Wrathful Prince with a habit of glassing worlds? A Wandering Princess who played tricks? A Knight with a penchant for punishing dissenters with eternal madness? This wouldn't be easy. Time to tell the Big Guys and Girls.

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Hugo Drama

Hugo Gernsback: hey everyone its me, hugo gernsback Gernsback: editor of Amazing Stories and namesake of the hugo awards Gernsback: perhaps you've heard of them? Clive Barker: oh buddy Barker: buddy Barker: we've heard all about them ha ha

Stephen King: they're named after you? i thought they were named after victor hugo Gernsback: ha ha a common mistake Gernsback: but that's fine Gernsback: i'm not mad at all that victor hugo keeps getting the credit Gernsback: i think its funny Gernsback: in fact i'm laughing

Gernsback: ah yes my precious hugo awards! Gernsback: the most prestigious award in science fiction and fantasy! Gernsback: a place for serious business Gernsback: certainly no room for shenanigans here Gernsback: no room for tomfoolery Gernsback: no room for clownish buffoonery

Gernsback: The Hugo -- an award whose very name rings with integrity & honor!   Gernsback: it is no mere nebula! no paltry clarke! Gernback: the stoker, the howard, the lambda - none can compare! Gernsback: the L Ron hubbard writers of the future award? pah! dust before the hugo!

Gernsback: only the choicest cuts of science fiction and fantasy would ever achieve the lofty hugo award Gernsback: an award forever untainted by shenanigans or hijinks! Gernsback: now to take a big sip of coffee and read this  file 770 report!

Gernsback: what the--?! Gernsback: my beautiful hugos!!! tainted by the foul stench of corruption!!! Clive Barker: yeah boy i bet victor hugo's just sick about it Gernsback: Barker: just sick about what they did to his award Gernsback: Barker: ha ha Poe: clive leave him alone

Gernsback: my hugo!!! you were supposed to be a thing of beauty... not this monstrosity! Dean Koontz: gosh he's so sad about his award Koontz: do you think it would cheer him up if i gave him my nickelodean kids choice award? Poe: i think that would be a very nice gesture dean

Chris M Barkley: [thrusting microphone] Mr gernsback! mr gernsback! a statement for the press? Jason Sanford: [thrusting microphone] how do you respond to the allegations about your award mr gernsback? Gernsback: confound these intrepid newshounds of the 4th estate!

Gernsback: [wiping brow] don't worry, we will be taking measures to fix this Barkley: what are you going to do mr gernsback? Sanford: the people demand an answer mr gernsback! Gernsback: we'll uh Gernsback: we'll nominate an essay called 'Dave McCarty Can Fuck Off Into the Sun'

Gernsback: what a debacle! i cannot believe my good name will now forever be associated with such shady practices! HP Lovecraft: hey when are you gonna pay me for my story you ran? Gernsback: new phone, who dis?

Gernsback: you know who this really hurts? Gernsback: worse than the nominees secretly disqualified for politics? Gernsback: worse than the entirety of Chinese science fiction secretly disqualified for being Chinese? Gernsback: worse than the winners whose awards are now tainted?

Gernsback: the person that this hurts most of all Gernsback: is clearly bitter karella Gernsback: for reasons i can't articulate Gernsback: everyone should immediately go and heap conciliatory praise on bitter karella Gernsback: truly the most wronged person of all

Bitter Karella: [bravely holding back tears] no no it's not about me Bitter Karella: [voice cracking] my only thought is for the hugo community who has been through... so much... Bitter Karella: [stoically gazing into distance] they're the REAL heroes

Gernsback: look how bitter karella keeps a brave face... for our sake! King: god bitter karella is so brave... and so modest! Poe: truly a great goblin Poe: possibly the greatest Koontz: why? what did they do? Poe: dean! show some respect!

[oceancracker]

Hi my name is Dokja Read’er Demon King of Salvation Kim and I read a lot (that’s how I got my name) and a lot of people tell me I look like Yoo Joonghyuk (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Sun Wukong but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a demon king but my wings are fluffy and white. I’m also a constellation, and I run a nebula called Kim Dokja’s Company in Seoul where I’m in the leader (not Yoo Joonghyuk). I’m normal (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly white. I love Mass Production Maker and I buy all my clothes from him. For example today I was wearing a white infinite dimension space coat with a dress shirt under it, black slacks and black shoes. I was walking outside the Industrial Complex. It was cloudy so there were no stars, which I was very happy about.

[A lot of constellations are staring at you.]

I put up my middle finger at them.

[apod]

2024 June 10

Sh2-132: The Lion Nebula Image Credit & Copyright: Imran Badr; Text: Natalia Lewandowska (SUNY Oswego)

Explanation: Is the Lion Nebula the real ruler of the constellation Cepheus? This powerful feline appearing nebula is powered by two massive stars, each with a mass over 20 times greater than our Sun. Formed from shells of ionized gas that have expanded, the nebula's energetic matter not only glows, but is dense enough to contract gravitationally and form stars. The angular size of the Lion Nebula, officially named Sh2-132, is slightly greater than that of the full moon. The gaseous iconic region resides about 10,000 light years away in a constellation named after the King of Aethopia in Greek mythology.

∞ Source: apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap240610.html

[theofficialastronomy101]

(NEW)

The Lion Nebula 850mp

Is the Lion Nebula the real ruler of the constellation Cepheus? This powerful feline appearing nebula is powered by two massive stars, each with a mass over 20 times greater than our Sun. Formed from shells of ionized gas that have expanded, the nebula's energetic matter not only glows, but is dense enough to contract gravitationally and form stars. The angular size of the Lion Nebula, officially named Sh2-132, is slightly greater than that of the full moon. The gaseous iconic region resides about 10,000 light years away in a constellation named after the King of Aethopia in Greek mythology

[tsbs-shipfessions]

Everyone kissing everyone >>>>>>>>>>>>>

OK but fr, I am the monarch of multi-shipping. (Was gonna put king or queen, then I remembered I'm above mortal titles.)

Here's some ships for all my favorite characters(Solar, KC, & Earth):

Solar x Nebula. I've seen it around. It's cute, I like their dynamic.

Solar x Solar's Sun(Sundew). Especially after today's episode. Tragic yaoi for the win!

Solar x Bloodmoon. I think it'd be cute. Maybe a bit toxic as well.

Solar x KC. They never met. SO????? WHO CARES???:D Also tell me they wouldn't be adorable

KC x Spaniard. They're ADORABLE. I have no other commentary.

KC x Ruin. KISS. KISS. KISS. Bloodmoon has 2 parents now(They'd hate it lmfao)

Earth x THE ENTIRE WOMAN POPULATION. I like girls:>

Earth x Puppet. They cheat on their partners with each other (We just need Foxy and Monty making out on the couch-)

Now I'm eepy.

[bloodmoons-knife]

miiiisssss me? :]

HEHEHE OKAY SO

apus!! who gave him that name. did binary pick it out for him as the Resident Name-Giver or did he choose it himself? if so, what's it in reference to?

what would everyones favorite books / book serieses be?? i feel like i might be projecting a little but i think binary would like pjo he gives those vibes to me hjsdhds

actually wait. how did nebula react to the 5000 dimensions collapsing, or has that not happened yet in the timeline of the fic-? i feel like he would be absolutely devastated but hey!! at least he has less dimensions to look for a moon in-?

what kind of festivals are there? there's one adjacent to christmas but i'm curious if any others holidays carried over? (eg. halloween, Eid, etc etc)

also i was rereading lltk (because God it's such a good fic) and i just realized that. eri gives off immense susie deltarune vibes sdhjdsjh i can see her just picking up kris off the floor and dragging 'em to noelles house or smth like how eri dragged nebula to the library

:D you return!!

apus is named after the constellation apus! it represents a bird of paradise and i thought itd be fitting uwu.

as for who named him, shrug! open to interpretation, but either way binary was involved.

honestly i think binarys favorite book series would be The Babysitters Club. now forgive me for i read a small variety of books BUT

apus is the one who enjoys the pjo series actually! they like the idea of being born for something big and grand. its fun

eridanus is rarely trusted with books because she keeps forgetting she can't read them safely underwater and binary almost jumped her last time. she Did read a random mid-series Warriors book and was very confused and oddly invested. totally never happened to me.

nebula actually loves childrens stories and folk tales! they make him nostalgic <3

rust likes reading horror books, with an affinity for scifi!

nebula read All Tomorrows once and it haunts his every moment post-star (he may or may not have a mild fear of turning into the Qi. he will never speak of this.)

THE DIMENSIONS im not quite sure if itll be canon to lltk if im honest! it might, but either way i Can tell you nebulas reaction.

he would absolutely be devastated over the mass destruction, he would be mourning for weeks for people he never knew and would never meet.

halloween is definitely carried over, it wasnt even a conscious decision for nebula he just mentioned it off handedly once and next thing he knew it was Surprise Halloween. someone found him laying face down in a smashed pumpkin four hours later. its not clear if he tripped and just stayed there, or actively chose to lay there. it was a very long debate over his body.

also youre right eri Does have those vibes. bully with good intentions. at least most of the time maybe. either way she probably bites.

[bloodmoons-knife]

SCREAMING AND WAILING AND CRYING AND SOBBING MY BOYYYYYY

Next Reference for Long Live The King by @bloodmoons-knife!

Granted, this was the first one I started, but the cloak proved to be a hard concept to wrap my head around until I could properly focus. Anyway!

Presenting the sad sack of absolute power that we all love to pity:

Nebula!

Again, I feel like I could do better, but I'll be happy with what I have now. And I hope the picture isn't blurry. If so, I'll edit this later.

Goodnight! Imma nap sleep

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

𓅨 Love in the Dark: Chapter Fifteen

Love in the Dark: You discover an intense connection with a dream lover, yearning for a love beyond physical appearances. As your encounters blur the lines between the waking world and the Dreaming, your grapple with the complexities of desire, friendship, and mortality. Can you truly love in the dark?

Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Material.

To Note: Morpheus/Dream x NAMEDFem!Reader.

Word Count: ~2.6k

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Morpheus' grip on your hand is gentle yet firm as he guides you through the winding corridors of the palace. The ethereal beauty of the Dreaming is breathtaking, each room more grand and surreal than the last. But nothing compares to what Morpheus reveals next.

As you enter the observatory, your breath catches in your throat. You're standing in a room of pure starlight, a place where galaxies swirl around you like glitter in a snow globe. Nebulas and supernovas paint vibrant streaks across the darkness, planets and stars hanging in the air like suspended jewels. It's as if you're floating in the very heart of the cosmos.

You feel Morpheus squeeze your hand gently, pulling you out of your awestruck daze. His eyes are glowing with a soft light, mirroring the brilliance of the cosmos surrounding you.

"I've always found solace among the stars," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. His gaze never leaves yours, even as you stand in this vast cosmic cathedral. "Their light shines brightest in the darkest times."

You turn to face him, his hand still holding yours. His face is bathed in an ethereal glow and his eyes are deep and full of mystery, much like the cosmos surrounding you both.

"And I wanted to share this...with you," he continues, his voice carrying a note of vulnerability that once again tugs at your heartstrings. "Because you are the light in my darkness."

Morpheus' words bloom warmth within you, echoing in the hollow spaces of your heart. He stands there, the lord of dreams himself, amidst the brilliance of the universe, and yet he speaks of you as his beacon. It's a declaration that steals your breath away.

"You think...I am your light?" you question, barely a whisper against the cosmic silence. He had mentioned being in your light prior, had he not?

His eyes search yours, a hint of vulnerability peering through his usually composed exterior. "Yes," he admits, his voice matching the softness of your own. "You are."

His confession leaves you speechless. This is Morpheus, Lord of the Dreaming, the Dream King, an entity born from Night and Time eons prior, standing before you amidst the grandeur of his realm. Yet in this moment, he appears more human than ever before. As you stand there, awestruck by both the celestial spectacle around you and the man beside you, Morpheus raises your hand to his lips. His kiss is gentle, a whisper-soft touch that sends a shiver down your spine.

The vulnerability from before is replaced by a smoldering intensity that makes your pulse quicken.

"In my realm of dreams and nightmares," he murmurs, cradling your hand ever so gently, "you are my sweetest dream."

Your heart flutters at his words, warmth blooming in your chest like a flower kissed by the morning sun. You reach up to touch his face; it's cool under your fingertips but as real as anything you've ever felt.

"Will you kiss me among your stars?" His eyes glow for but a brief moment. Morpheus' lips meet yours, and at first, it's as if the stars have aligned in perfect harmony. The kiss is gentle, tender, and filled with the same awe-inspiring wonder that surrounds you. You feel his hand on the small of your back, pulling you closer as your bodies entwine.

But as the moment stretches on, that gentle touch becomes more insistent, more passionate. The heat between you flares, igniting like a supernova in the depths of your soul. Morpheus' kiss deepens, his lips pressing against yours with increasing fervor.

His hands trail down your back, settling on your hips. He grasps you firmly, as if he can't get close enough, can't hold you tightly enough. Your own hands wander, exploring the contours of his body, tracing the lines of his chest and the curves of his shoulders.

The starlight and galaxies around you fall away, leaving only the two of you, lost in a whirlwind of passion and desire. You're no longer standing among the stars; you're floating, soaring through the cosmos, carried by the strength of Morpheus' embrace.

Time loses all meaning as you immerse yourself in the sensations overtaking your body. Pure need. Pure want. Morpheus' lips trail down your neck, his breath hot against your skin. You shiver as he nips at your collarbone, his hands roaming higher, cupping your breasts.

Gone is the ethereal beauty of the observatory, replaced by a hunger that threatens to consume you both. You can feel the heat radiating from Morpheus' body, his desire for you a tangible force. And yet, despite the intensity of the moment, there's a tenderness that lingers, a gentle touch that reminds you of the vulnerability he displayed earlier. It's a contradiction that leaves you breathless, a fusion of passion and devotion that sets your heart ablaze.

As the kiss intensifies, you're overcome by a wave of longing, a desire to see Morpheus, to look into his eyes as he takes you to new heights of pleasure. The urge is almost unbearable, but still, you resist, unwilling to break the spell that binds you together.

Morpheus' kisses deepen, his hands snake down your body, teasing the sensitive skin of your belly and hips. With a mere thought he dismisses your clothes, the fabric dissolving into a swirl of dreamy sand. You're left standing before him, naked and vulnerable, yet more alive than you've ever felt.

Morpheus' eyes rake over your body, drinking in the sight of your exposed flesh. His gaze is hungry, but there's a tenderness in his expression that makes your heart race. You don't even care that you are butt ass naked! Without breaking eye contact, he leans down and traces the curve of your neck with his lips, sending shivers down your spine.

His hands explore your body, caressing your breasts and teasing your nipples to hardened peaks as you softly gasp. He trails his fingers down your stomach, leaving a path of goosebumps in his wake. As his fingers dance closer to the apex of your thighs, your breath catches in anticipation, and your body arches towards his touch.

Morpheus' lips leave your neck, and he moves down your body, his tongue flicking across your collarbone and the swell of your breasts. He pauses at your navel, dipping his tongue inside before moving lower, his hands kneading the soft flesh of your hips.

You feel his warm breath on your inner thighs, and your legs tremble as he inches closer to the center of your desire. Morpheus takes his time, teasing you with feather-light kisses that drive you wild with longing. Finally, he reaches your cunt, and his tongue darts out, tasting your sweetness.

Your first instinct is to sink your nails into his hair as a sharp burst of pleasure erupts from your cunt. The galaxies that swirl around you brush against your skin as they pass by but all you can focus on is the tongue that seeks to draw out only the sweetest of sounds from your lips while tasting pure ambrosia.

Morpheus' tongue circles your clit, alternating between light flicks and firm pressure. Your legs tremble violently, and you can't help but whimper and gasp for air as he continues to devour you. His hands grasp your hips, holding you in place as he explores every inch of your folds with his tongue.

You're consumed by the sensations coursing through your body, the pleasure so intense it borders on pain. Your fingers grasp at his hair, urging him to continue even as your body threatens to give out beneath you. The galaxies around you spin and swirl, their light reflecting off your skin as if you were a celestial body yourself.

Morpheus' tongue plunges deeper, reaching inside you and stroking your inner walls. You cry out, your back arching as he hits a particularly sensitive spot. He doesn't relent, his tongue probing and teasing until you're reduced to a shaking, gasping mess.

Your climax builds, tightening in your cunt like a coiled spring. You can feel it ready to burst, the pressure mounting with each flick of Morpheus' tongue. And then, just as you're about to explode, he pulls back, leaving you hanging on the edge, desperate for release.

"M-Morpheus," you stammer, your voice barely more than a whisper. "Please..."

He chuckles, the sound low and throaty, sending a shiver down your spine. "Not yet, my love," he says, his breath warm against your skin. "I want to savor you a little longer."

He returns to his ministrations, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring you closer and closer to the precipice. You can't help but whimper and gasp, your legs shaking so violently you fear you might collapse. But Morpheus is there, holding you up, guiding you through the storm of sensations raging within you.

Finally, when you can't take it any longer, when you're certain you'll go mad if he doesn't let you come, he grants you permission to fall.

"Now," he whispers, his voice barely audible above the roar of your own desire. "Let it go."

And you do. With a loud cry, your climax crashes over you, waves of pleasure coursing through your body like a tidal wave. You're vaguely aware of Morpheus' arms wrapping around you, holding you close as you ride the crest of your release.

The world around you fades, the spinning galaxies and swirling colors replaced by a comfortable darkness. You feel safe and warm in Morpheus' embrace, the aftershocks of your climax still rippling through your body. The gravity around your body shifts and you feel like your floating.

When your eyes flicker open, you are greeted with Morpheus hovering over you his eyes near black but shining with infinite stars. Surrounding you is a universe of stars, nebulae, and galaxies, you can even feel them brushing against your skin.

You lie there, floating in the boundless cosmos, with Morpheus above you. His skin is pale and luminous in the starlight, almost translucent, revealing a network of galaxies just beneath the surface. His eyes, deep and fathomless as the universe itself, gaze into yours with an intensity that steals your breath away.

As he positions himself between your legs, you feel the weightlessness of your surroundings, your bodies held in a tender embrace by the cosmic forces that are his dominion. There's a moment of hesitation, a silent question hanging in the air between you, and then he's pressing into you, filling you completely.

The sensation is overwhelming, a blend of physical ecstasy and metaphysical wonder. You're making love among the stars, your bodies moving in sync with the rhythm of the universe. The galaxies that swirl around you seem to pulse in time with your heartbeat, each star a silent witness to your passionate union.

Morpheus' thrusts are gentle yet insistent, each one sending ripples of pleasure through your cunt. His hands roam across your skin, touching, exploring, as if he's trying to memorize every curve and contour of your body. You reach up to touch his face, his hair, your fingers trailing through the ethereal strands like a breeze caressing a nebula.

The two of you are lost in each other, the rest of the cosmos fading into the background as you surrender to the moment. You feel a connection deeper than the vastness of space, a bond that transcends the physical realm and touches the very essence of your soul.

Morpheus' movements become more fervent, his breathing heavier as he drives into you again and again. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer, needing to feel him as deeply as possible. Your bodies are perfectly aligned, moving together as if you were two halves of the same celestial entity.

The pleasure builds within you, a swirling vortex of sensation that threatens to consume you entirely. You can feel Morpheus' own climax approaching, his body tensing, his rhythm faltering. And then, with a final, powerful thrust, he tips you both over the edge.

The release is staggering, a supernova explosion of ecstasy that courses through every fiber of your being. You cry out, your voice echoing through the cosmos as waves of pure, unadulterated pleasure wash over you. Morpheus' own cry joins yours, a primal sound that resonates with the vibrations of the universe.

As you experience the intense pleasure of your union with Morpheus, you can't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder. It's as if the very cosmos are rejoicing in your shared ecstasy, and in that moment, you swear you see a star being born.

The celestial event is breathtaking, its vibrant light casting a warm glow over the Dreaming. You can almost feel the energy from the new star as it showers stardust outwards, the sparkling particles trickling into the universe as a testament to the power of your love.

In that brief, eternal moment, you and Morpheus have become the center of the cosmos, the beating heart of the universe itself. And as you bask in the afterglow of your shared pleasure, you can't help but bask in the incredible connection you share with this beautiful being.

His eyes were burning with pure celestial power, glowing with such intensity that you were almost hypnotized. Who could say they could stare directly into the burning light of a star and not be blinded? Your breath shudders as you reach up and stroke your fingers along his jaw.

"If I could have you for eternity, I would," you breathe, your voice filled with revered longing. Morpheus gazes you for a few moments before your world shifts once more.

You and Morpheus now lie entwined on the soft, downy bed in the palace, basking in the afterglow of your passionate lovemaking. The dream world around you seems to hum with contentment, as if the very fabric of reality is pleased by your union.

Morpheus' arms are wrapped securely around you, holding you close as if he never wants to let you go. You snuggle deeper into his embrace, breathing in the intoxicating scent of him as your fingers trace idle patterns on his chest.

"I never want to leave this place," you whisper, your voice barely audible above the soft whisper of the dream wind. "Being here with you, in the Dreaming... it feels like home."

Morpheus' eyes are filled with a mixture of longing and sadness as he looks down at you. He brushes a stray lock of hair from your face, his fingers lingering on your cheek. "I know, my love," he says softly. "But you are a mortal, and you have a life to live in the Waking World. I will not take away your humanity."

"What if I didn't want to leave?" you ask, gazing up at him. "What if I wanted to stay here with you, in the Dreaming, forever?"

Morpheus' eyes flicker with an emotion you can't quite decipher. He's silent for a long moment, his thoughts clearly wrestling with the implications of your question. "It is not an easy life, to live among the dreams and nightmares," he finally says. "But... if it is truly your wish, I will not stand in your way. But you must live out your life in the waking, and when it is your time to enter the sunless lands… if you still wish for me and my realm to be your home, I will welcome you into my arms once more," He murmurs, running his fingers along your jaw and lips.

You don't like the idea of having to wait, but for him, it is worth it.

Date Published: 11/4/24

Last Edit: 11/4/24

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[nhularin]

GET UP . . . p.sh (TEASER)

i don't wanna fight your shadow

A mage who struck himself and a heroine who couldn't defeat her inner monster.

PAIRING soulmate! Sunghoon x reader

GENRE heavy Angst, soulmate AU, sunghoon is a Delinquent, broken promises, love triangle, (curable hanahaki disease?), death, elements of greek mythology, written series (4-5 parts

ESTIMATED COMBINED WORD COUNT 30k

TAGLIST comment if you want to be added ^^

Have you ever felt a strong connection with someone, who you've never met?

Everyone in this universe has a purpose, to have a long and fulfilling life but most importantly to meet your own soulmate.

As soon as the clock hits 12'o clock on your 18th birthday, a light sense of deja vu is supposed to hit you with the image of your destined partner engraved in your mind. In soulmate mythology, two kindred souls share the same psyche and subconscious, embracing each other's emotions till they have found each other.

Some find their forever lover as soon as they turn of age, and some wait hopelessly till the end of time.

Some stories remain passed down for generations, despite the misfortune the characters went through and their happily ever after being universes out of reach. Such stories were meant to leave a mark, merely being a dark spot amongst the comforting tales out in the world.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, as they went about their lives, unaware of the profound connection that awaited them. Yet, fate would soon intervene. It was on a rain-soaked evening, when the sky wept tears of nostalgia, that their paths finally crossed.

As their love story unfolded, the mage and his siren realized that destiny had brought them together for a reason. Their souls had been intertwined long before they even knew of each other's existence. They embraced the nostalgia and déjà vu that accompanied their union, cherishing every moment of their journey.

Though stories are met with tragedies

This is a tale of two despaired hearts trapped in the love of war, aching for the familiarity they find comfort in, yet trapped in suffocating chambers of selfish actions and naivety.

He's the ruthless king, leading his troops through the gruesome battle, fighting through every obstacle that leads to his lost Queen.

She is his white rose, stained red with the blood of their tragic love.

he put new stars in the sky and redecorated with new colors, made himself at home along the giant nebulas and the infinite constellations of hope.

Days pass, seasons go and when spring and the sun reveal themselves once again, will she be there too?

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King Magnifico is a Star!

Poor King Magnifico. All this magic and fun was happening around him and he was isolated from it all. But What If...King Magnifico was in the woods, scared and stressed, and frantically trying to find out what the light was, and the animals sing to him instead of Asha?

In his case, it would be a reveal moment, where he finds out what star magic is, and that it's nothing to be scared of or threatened by, since "he's a star" too and has had the stardust inside him the whole time. Maybe the song helps reveal that the star magic is what caused his "own origin story" because it's what helped him learn to create his own magic. The song could serve as a gentle reality check; sometimes things you don't understand aren't always something to fear, and sometimes the answers to life's biggest mysteries are closer than you think and aren't always found in a book.

(On a side note, who can I commission to get this version performed? ;) )

Anyway, here's King Magnifico's version of "I'm a Star":

Have you ever wondered why you look up at the sky for answers? Or why flowers in the wind are effortless and elegant dancers? What forms the rings in the trees? Grows a pine from a seed? What's passed down generationally, to you? (And to me?)

And why your eyes look like microscopic galaxies? Have you ever wondered why you look up at the sky for answers?

Well, you don't have to look too hard We're here for all your question marks If you're try'na figure out just who you are Don't look far In the sky, and your courtyard Beyond the books and potion jars If you really wanna know just who you are You're a star! (Magnifico (confused): What?)

Boom! Did we just blow your mind? Magnifico (scoffs): Er, well….I've known the entire time!

When it comes to the universe we're all shareholders Get that through your system! Magnifico: ..Solar?

See we're all just little nebulae in a nursery From supernovas now we've grown into our history We're taking whys right out of mystery, closure Now we're taking in All the star exposure!

We eat the leaves which feed off the sun Magnifico (ponderingly): So that's where the balls of gas come from…

Hey, you still look like you're hanging on by a strand But if you open your mind and heart, you'll understand!

Magnifico (intrigued): So your magic stardust, is my dust too? Amazing!

Well, you don't have to look too hard It's all around and not too far If you're try'na figure out just who you are You're a star! Do you know you're a work of art Even in the deepest dark? If you really wanna know just who you are

Magnifico (uncertain, but getting the hang of things): I'm a star...?

Here's a little fun allegory That gets me excitatory (Magnifico: "That's not a word..") This might sink in in the morning We are our own origin story

If I'm explaining this poorly Stardust makes magical glory It's all quite revelatory And it helped write your origin story!

You don't have to look too hard It's all around and not too far If you're try'na figure out just who you are You're a star!

(Magnifico chuckles, starting to relax and loosen up)

Magnifico sings along with the animals: No matter where you end or start We're all each other's counterparts If you really wanna know just who you are I'm a star!

Magnifico: Hey! I'm a star! Deer: Show the world who you are!

Magnifico: (confidently) You know who's lookin' sharp? (Who?) Me, I'm a star! (Woo!!)

Ooh, you're a star! Watch out world, there you are!

You know who's lookin' sharp? Magnifico: Who? You! You're a star!