#lunaris butterfly

[popawritter12]

"More than 100"

Yandere!Aphelios headcanons

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❣First impression

Somehow, his sister is the one who tells him about you. Because if it doesn't have to be a very specific situation for you to get so much attention.

❣Infatuation

For this you must take the first step. Talk to him? Yeah, doing favors or just be good friends? Yes, or even flirt? Yes, Yes, Yes. Even if you are just looking for a friendship with him, this can evolve. Just like the butterfly effect.

❣Start of "Yanderism"

He begins to see that he enjoys being with you more than with other people; Slowly it is he who begins to look for you, to want to spend time with you, and he tends to defend you in case of a dangerous situation. It can be confused with a normal crush.

❣First murder?

His first murder is going to be with a Solari, it is unlikely that he will kill any Lunari for obvious reasons, but even when the Solari in question turns out to be your best friend, dad or even dare I say romantic partner, sooner or later they are going to appear murdered, and he will probably play dumb.

❣Relationship or kidnapping

I see a sentimental relationship more likely than kidnapping. And just like with Akshan, only if it's a very constant danger or a near death situation does he resort to confinement.

❣Coexistence

He is much calmer than other Yanderes, and I mean that he lets you have friends (the only exception being the Solari), see your family, etc. In fact, I dare say that everyone would support your relationship with someone like him.

❣Marriage and family

As I always emphasize, marriage can exist in different parts of Runeterra, or even not, but each one is different in its own way. But we can say that after a year or a handful of months, Aphelios decides to ask you to marry him. In terms of family, we can say that yours supports him to infinity (with the exception that they are against the war that exists between the Lunari and the Solari), and all you need is for his sister to like him.

↘In case it is possible, children?

At most 1, or 2 in a very specific case. However, I think it would be like in the long run, like after 6 or 8 years of relationship.

❣Bad ending

Through several fights, and conflicts, he realizes that he can't let you go; Your existence is vital for him to stay sane, so in some way or another, you are going to stay with him; It doesn't matter if he has to kidnap you, manipulate you, or until you realize how he really is. You can't leave, never, ever, there's no way you can leave him.

o(^▽^)oo(^▽^)oo(^▽^)oo(^▽^)o

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-Extra things:

-His love language for him can be quality time together, although sometimes he can leave his comfort zone and be affectionate with physical contact.

-He can become less "annoying" if you show him affection like a normal couple, but if you deny him, he will slowly become more unhealthy with his relationship, and it will be a process that you will rarely see.

-He likes to sleep next to you, even if he just lays on your shoulder or vice versa.

-He is quite interested in what you like, and he is willing to learn things you like just for the fun of it.

-You two cook together, and if you are also a beginner, they both learn by trial and error.

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[hedgeartzone]

Here is Lunaris! aka Eclipse when he isn't being used for 2nd Chance au.

His very first incarnation was a moth animatronic that I had scrapped and had semi remade into Little Guy at a later date.

Lunaris runs a Butterfly/Moth Exhibit where he puts on events/shows to help educate people on them.

He has a lot of different costumes that match different breeds of moths and butterflies to make the events more fun for kids.

[nightflower-stuff]

🦋 Day 3: Moth 🌙

Miko found the Luna Moth. He likes moth was Archangel Lunaris with all other glowing butterflies by the night. He really likes it very happily 🌙. Somehow, Runaan hates Archangel Lunaris because of the moth will finding the moonshadow elves for hiding from it. 😭❣️♥️. And, Bugs bunny just arrived 🙂👌��

Last slide;

Prompt Credit: This month prompt challenge belongs to someone, I should draw my doodle arts for challenge ♥️😁❣️

Fandoms:

Miko Chen (Supa strikas)

Runaan v.s Archangel Lunaris (The Dragon Prince)

Bonus Fandom:

Bugs Bunny (Looney Tunes)

[ashes-of-ailell]

Unit Info - Maxwell J. Fletcher

Originally from Sauin Village, a hunting accident lead to him being found by Tyler and her father, Xander. Had been trying to fend for himself after his parents' unfortunate passing until Xander took him in. He's a hardworking and enthusiastic boy, with boundless courage (occasionally bordering on recklessness) and an incredibly friendly, upbeat attitude.

Preferred Class: Sniper

Birthday: 19th Lone Moon (15/16 - 21/22)

Strengths: Bow / Sword / Brawl

Weaknesses: Reason / Lance / Riding

Budding Talent: Faith

Unique Ability: Ladybug's Faith (Allied units receive Str/Dex +7 at the beginning of battle, steadily ticking down throughout each following turn)

Status - Orphan from Sauin Village

Personal Profile:

Interests: Hunting / Cooking

Likes: Bugs / Baking / Forests / Climbing Trees / People / Fairytales

Dislikes: Loneliness / Conflict / Cold Weather

Personal History:

1166 - Born to unknown parents in Sauin Village.

1167 - Taken in by Michael and Jeremiah Fletcher and raised as their son.

1177 - Meets Tyler when she finds him in the forest after a hunting accident.

1180 - Enrolls in the Officers Academy at Seteth's suggestion.

Supports:

Tyler / Lucien / Lunaris

Petra / Caspar / Ferdinand / Bernadetta

Ashe / Annette / Dedue

Raphael / Leonie / Lysithea / Claude

Balthus

Byleth / Catherine / Cyril

Learnable Skills:

Sword: Wrath Strike - D / Grounder - C / Finesse Blade - C+ / Windsweep - A

Lance: Tempest Lance - D / Knightkneeler - C / Hit and Run - C+ / Swift Strikes - A

Axe: Smash - D / Helm Splitter - C / Focused Strikes - C+

Bow: Curved Shot - D / Deadeye - C+ / Point-blank Volley - B / Monster Blast - A

Brawl: Fading Blow - D / Rushing Blow - C / Bombard - C+ / Healing Focus - B / Mighty Blow - A

Reason: Fire / Bolganone

Faith: Heal / Nosferatu / Rescue / Fortify / (Learns Aura with Budding Talent)

Authority: Rally Strength / Battalion Desperation

Usual Class Path:

Commoner -> Fighter -> Archer -> Sniper

Favourite Gifts:

Floral Adornment

Owl Feather

Rose

Legends of Chivalry

Tasty Baked Treat

Smoked Meat

Hunting Dagger

Armoured Bear Stuffy

Stylish Hairclip

Disliked Gifts:

Blue Cheese

Coffee Beans

Riding Boots

Fishing Float

Lost Items:

Butterfly Encyclopedia - A book about various butterfly species across Fodlan. The bookmarked page is of a butterfly with red and black wings.

Messy Recipe Notes - Messily scribbled recipe notes for a dessert of some kind.

Near-empty Bandage Roll - A bandage roll that seems to have been used a lot. Whenever owns it must get minor injuries quite often.

Favourite Tea Blends:

Honeyed Fruit Blend

Southern Fruit Tea

Cinnamon Blend

Favourite Meals:

Beast Meat Teppenyaki

Saghert and Cream

Sautéed Jerkey

Sweet Bun Trio

Peach Sorbet

Vegetable Stir-fry

"For my friends!" -Max, critical hit quote (Pre-timeskip)

[avrelius]

Okay, let's break this down for the new people here. There are 5 gods. Each nation on our continent worships one, except for Venatus that has two for some reason. All of them have the ability to grant a fraction of their power to their people. It's called a blessing but that's hardly an accurate title.

A general rule of thumb is that the more Blessed there are beneath a particular god, the more thinly spread the power is.

You have the Butterfly, the patron god of Castilla. If your first instinct is to scoff, well. At least you won't live to regret it. Her disciples will drink your blood, or better yet — your emotions*

*yes, in this case you won't actually regret it because you won't feel anything.

There's the dual gods of Venatus, Solaris and Lunaris. Solaris is a wolf, who blesses her chosen with a wolf form that emerges beneath the moonlight. Lunaris offers her children the ability to transform at will, but her creatures are usually more on the deceptive side. Foxes. Birds. That mess.

Cataega is the northmost content. Frigid and inhospitable, if you ask me. Only a handful of people have ever been known to receive the blessing of its god, the Leviathan. You can ask @abyssage more about it, but he'll probably lie.

And then there's the Phoenix, patron god of Renova. Unlike the others, the Phoenix blessing is passed down through one specific bloodline. As of right now, there's only one surviving Phoenix Blessed. This is the major exception to that rule I mentioned above. The Phoenix blessed isn't overwhelmingly powerful, even though he's the only one with that power.

It's better that way though. Trust me.

[ashery24]

Yeah, I've finally deigned to make my SvtFoE multiverse: The Daughters of the Star and the Force of Evil

Basically it is a multiverse where an evil and unknown being has been jumping from dimension to dimension, trying to destroy the Star of that universe and/or her daughter.

The universes and the daughters are, from left to right:

Name: Lunaris Butterfly

Daughter of: Starkie

Checkmark: Snowflakes

Special Power: Water and Ice

Name: Libra Butterfly

Daughter of: Starco

Checkmark: Scales (linked by freckles)

Special Power: Time

Name: Estelle Butterfly

Daughter of: Stomco

Checkmark: Pink stars

Special Power: Light

Name: Nebula Butterfly

Daughter of: Startom

Checkmark: Alchemical Symbol of Fire

Special Power: Fire

Name: Plutonia Butterfly

Daughter of: Janstar

Checkmark: Skulls

Special Power: Necromancy

Name: Lyra Butterfly

Daughter of: Ostar

Checkmark: Bass clef

Special Power: Sound

Some close-ups:

[bastetarttwo]

Another D&D character.

This Time a Draenei. This armor took me forever so I tried not to draw her legs. But I love this picture so much. I love the idea of the butterfly swarm and to create something different than a elf, halfelf or human.

[picklepie888]

If cartoons have taught me anything...

...never trust anyone associated with the moon.

[lunarislilly]

Endless List of favourite MVs: Butterfly by LOONA

[raayllum]

Ezran’s backpack still has his old unicorn and Ez patch (that I headcanon Callum made for him), alongside the Katolis sigil his old one had. But there’s some new ones as well. A patch that matches the egg, what looks like a butterfly (possibly a Lunaris) and a... Rayllum patch? It has wings with the Moon arcanum sigil in the middle (not Sky) so??

[havin-a-wee]

Stars Align

pairing: harry styles x y/n

warnings: fluff, ig you could consider it angst but its really just mysterious

word count: 2k

hello! i apologize for kind of disappearing, my fic rec account has kind of blown up and ive been super busy with that.

this is my entry for @sweetlygolden 's Harry On Holiday Challenge! i chose strangers in the same city, and the line prompt “That is the worst sunburn I’ve ever seen.” i honestly already have a part 2 planned out but we'll see how it goes!

“How much longer are you going to stare at that pretending like it’s interesting.”

Her soft voice surprised him, and he whipped his head around to see who had been speaking to him.

For the first time in a while, Harry was able to get away for a little. Of course, he travels a lot for work, but this was the first vacation since he can remember where he was alone, doing whatever he pleases. He chose Italy for this special occasion, because it’s always been one of his favorite places, and he missed the freedom of wandering around the boot shaped country without a care in the world.

The day's adventures had brought him to La Galleria Nazionale d’Arte Moderna e Contemporanea, which is a museum that he's been wanting to see for quite some time. He started the day off by getting a cappuccino and a crespelle from a wonderful little cafe down the street from his hotel.

Right afterwards he walked to the museum, taking in the sights around him on the 20 minute trek to his destination. Before the woman behind him snatched his attention, he was staring at a painting of an abstract house. The house was only painted in blue, and the artist had used the different shades and tones of the color to create the details in the painting.

He had been staring at it for a good amount of time, which he assumed is what prompted the stranger to talk to him.

It’s his 3rd day on the trip, leaving him 4 more until he has to be back in L.A. for work. He has no plans, no schedules, no job to do. It’s just him and the world. At least, that’s what he assumed it would be. The vacation is supposed to be a solo one, however, he’s currently staring at a stranger that decided to speak to him. And for some reason, he is drawn to her. Compelled to spend time with her after just a simple sentence was spoken between the two of them.

When he fully turns around she jumped, a bit startled by his bright red complexion. “That is the worst sunburn I have ever seen!”

It was true, Harry had managed to get himself a nasty burn on the first day in Italy. He usually tans instead of getting a sunburn, but when you’re used to the dreary weather of the UK, it can be hard to forget how strong the sun is in other places.

So he had laid out on the beach and fell asleep, waking up a few hours later with tomato red skin and a burning sensation covering the exposed skin.

“That’s what happens when y’fall asleep on a beach in Rome,” he chuckled, smiling awkwardly at the woman before him.

She’s beautiful, there is absolutely no denying that. She was wearing a simple spaghetti-strap black dress that cut off right at the knee. There were no designs, no embellishments, just a black dress that hugged her figure perfectly. Her lips have a deep red lipstick smeared across them, and he couldn’t help but notice how the color complimented her skin tone. Her simple black pumps completed the outfit, and her hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, with a few of the front strands falling out of the hair tie and framing her face.

“I’d assume so.” Her demeanor is serious, even though there's a smile on her face. She’s…..intimidating?

Harry hasn’t been intimidated by anything since he was a teenager. Once you perform in front of thousands of screaming people, who also happen to idolize you, things don’t tend to phase a person anymore.

But for some reason, her presence caused butterflies to fly around in his stomach, a feeling he hasn’t felt in a long time. He actually enjoyed the feeling, it reminded him of when everything was normal.

What also reminded him of normality was the fact that she seems to not have the slightest clue of who he is. If she does, she’s sure as hell good at hiding it.

“You’ve been looking at the same painting for 10 minutes, just wanted to make sure you hadn’t fallen asleep.” A small laugh escaped her lips, and the noise agitated the fluttering butterflies residing in his tummy. Her voice is mesmerizing, and she sounds like what Harry imagines an angel to sound like. She has an American accent, and it eased his nerves slightly that she was also a tourist.

He turned back to the painting to look at it, but it was also convenient in that she wouldn’t be able to see his undoubtedly flushed cheeks.

“Yeah m’not sure what it is ‘bout it but there’s somethin’ special with this one.”

“That’s Prismi lunari by Fortunato Depero, he was very talented.” Harry spun around once again to face her, shocked at her knowledge of the random artwork.

“You know that off of the top of your head?” He tilts his head and looks at her, furrowing his brows in confusion. He’s pretty sure there was no label for the painting, and if there was it was way too small for her to see from where she’s standing.

“I know a lot of things.”

The statement was simple, but Harry wondered if her words paired with the smirk on her face are code for something else. “How long have you been here?” Her question snapped him out of his thoughts, and he looked up at her and smiled. He flicks his wrist and directs his attention to it, reading the Gucci watch adorning his wrist.

“Well I got here at 11, so about 5 hours.” It honestly surprised him when he realized it was 4 o’clock, but he knows how wrapped up he gets in artwork so he must have lost track of time.

“Jesus christ! I can barely stand to walk around a museum for an hour!” She blows out a puff of air, mocking being out of breath. They both laugh at her comment, Harry laughing a bit harder than her. “What’s your name?”

“Oh! M’Harry, s’nice to meet you.” He stuck out his ring-clad hand, and her delicate fingers wrapped around his as she shook it.

“Well Harry, wanna get out of here and walk around with someone who knows the city?” She points at herself, and the small smile she gave him earlier transformed into a silly grin.

“Well m’not sure how well an American can know the city, but I’ll bite.” Usually he would never do this. Going off with strangers is never a good idea, especially because of his status. But there’s something about the girl that makes Harry feel safe. They had just met yet he feels like he could trust her with things he hasn’t even told his best friends.

“An American who’s been living here for a year, that is.” His eyebrows raise slightly, intrigued by her new admission. But before he can even open his mouth to speak, she grabs his wrist with her daintily manicured hand and whisks him out of the quiet museum.

The air was humid, quickly drawing beads of sweat from his forehead. He’s also quite baffled at how she was completely unphased. Not a single drop of sweat was dripping on her body, her soft skin untouched like an old porcelain doll, preserved for years in perfect condition.

“I’ll show you around a little, we can go to this wonderful little vintage store I know.” She had turned to face him, her hand moving from his wrist to cup his one hand in both of hers. “Um- at least, if you want to.” For the first time, she was nervous. Although she will never admit it, Harry makes her extremely nervous. Extremely.

When he turned around when they first met, her jump of surprise wasn’t just because of his bright sunburn. In fact, it wasn’t about that at all. It was about how fucking attractive he is. He really looks like one of the statues that was put up in the museum. His sparkling green eyes send a shiver down her spine, and the tattoos peaking through his thin white t-shirt cause a fire to build in her stomach.

Having someone to talk too while he traversed the streets of Rome is a lot more enjoyable than Harry had anticipated. He purposefully told all of his friends that he was going to be MIA while on this trip. But the fact that she is a stranger changes it in some way, in a good way.

The cobblestone streets are surprisingly smooth, and they walk next to each other in a comfortable silence for a long amount of time. The silence would only break when she would point out something in their field of vision. At one point, Harry pauses, standing still in the middle of the street with a thinking look on his face. He realizes that he doesn’t know her name, which seems ridiculous to him because they were walking around a foreign country like the best of friends. She turns to him, matching his confused look when they lock eyes. “I just realized I don’t know y’name.”

Instead of reacting like he would expect one to react when asked that question, her pupils dilated and for some reason she appears to be scared. Why would someone be scared when you ask for their name?

‘Maybe she thinks her name is embarrassing’ Harry thought, still looking at her with a confused look, but now it was laced with a bit of suspicion.

He watches her sigh, and her hand went up to her ponytail and pulled the black elastic out, her soft hair cascading down her shoulders. With another sigh she said, “Y/N. My names Y/N.”

“That’s a really beautiful name.”

“Oh! There’s the store!”

He found it odd that she was so eager to switch the subject, but goes along with it nonetheless.

The vintage store is lovely, and Harry was able to find a beautiful ring and necklace set, matching gold roses on both of them. They looked around the shop for about 15 minutes, Harry being the only one to make a purchase.

The sun had set by the time they went outside, which isn’t surprising considering that it was almost dark when they walked into the little shop. They stood, facing each other outside of this small little shop in Rome. Two strangers, who just happened to cross each other's path. Harry knows this won’t last forever, and he also knows that he wants to see her again. In a leap of faith, he pulls the gold necklace out of the small brown bag and looks up at her.

“Here, I got them so we could match.” It was bold, but Harry feels connected to this girl, and he doesn’t know it, but she feels the exact same. The smile she gave him when he handed her the necklace was bright and genuine, the creases next to her eyes proving its authenticity. He motioned for her to turn around, wrapping the necklace around her neck and clasping it while she held up her hair.

“Thank you Harry. This is the best day I’ve had in a while.”

“Likewise.”

“I hate to do this, but I have to go. Have a wonderful rest of your trip Harry.”

It was then that she placed a small, tender peck on his lips, barely lingering for a second before pulling away.

“Wait! Can I get y’number?” Her smile slanted into a smirk, and she pulled a small card and a pen out of her small black clutch. She placed the card up against the brick wall, leaning it against it and scribbling something down on the paper. When she finished writing, she pressed her lips against the card, handing it to Harry.

He looked down at it, expecting to see a series of numbers, but he was met with a simple note, scribbled on the piece of cardstock next to the red lip print she had left.

May the stars align in our favor once again. - Y/N

He looked up frantically, planning to ask her to write her number down as well, but he was met with nothing.

She had disappeared into the night, leaving as quickly as she appeared earlier that day.

[sysba]

This is a list of all the interactive stories I’ve read (visual and text-based). Bold = faves. Feel free to ask for reviews (under #myreviews) or recommendations.

*you may see different games marked as faves; i often change opinion based on a lot of things and sometimes i really like a demo but i wait to have more content before marking it, so don’t give it too much weight! 

𝕍 𝕚 𝕤 𝕦 𝕒 𝕝 

𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙨      

pixelberry choices →  all available books

nix hydra the arcana [mystic romance, fantasy] 

nix hydra fictif: last legacy [fantasy] 

nix hydra fictif: roadkill [horror] 

fusebox love island: the game [romance]  

voltage lovestruck: reigning passions [high fantasy] 

chapters: poison study [high fantasy]

lovelink [romance]

𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙥

lunaris games: when the night comes [dark fantasy] 

lunaris games: errant kingdom [dark/high fantasy] 

andromeda six [sci-fi] 

made marion [adventure/legendary] by velvet-cupcake-games  

perfumare [dark sci-fi] by pdrrook

seraphinitegames: the crossroads [supernatural romance]

oathbreaker [high fantasy] by larkylabs

the immortal kingdom [urban fantasy] 

pride & prejudice [period romance] by spiralatlas

lake of voices [horror/dark fantsy] by gb-patch

our life: beginnings & always [slice of life] by gb-patch

our life: now & forever [slice of life] by gb-patch

twin coves [supernatural mystery] by twincovesgame

beau ideals [fantasy] by beauideals

blooming panic [romance] by robobarbie

first bite [dark comedy, supernatural] by firstbitegames

butterfly soup [sports, coming of age, slice of life, LGBTQ] by brianna lei

nekopara - catboys paradise [romance] by neko works

synthetic lover [sci-fi, bl] by heartcorede

ebon light [dark fantasy]

trouble comes twice [dating sim, LGBTQ] by foxglovegames

𝕋 𝕖 𝕩 𝕥 - 𝕓 𝕒 𝕤 𝕖 𝕕  

𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨/𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 

ᴜʀʙᴀɴ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ/ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ

the wayhaven chronicles [urban fantasy] by seraphinitegames

keeper of the sun and moon [urban fantasy] by keeperofthesunandmoon

superstition [urban fantasy] by 13leaguestories

the shadow society [urban fantasy] by carawenfiction

love for sundown [adult, supernatural] by godsamael

ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ

the soul stone war [high fantasy] by intimidatingpuffinstudios

the sword of rhivenia [high fantasy/adventure] by theswordofrhivenia

insight [high fantasy] by 13leaguestories

ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ/ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀʏ 

the fog knows your name [teen supernatural horror]

the passenger [supernatural horror] by thepassenger-if

the keeper of midnight [supernatural horror] by the-keeper-of-midnight

ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅ/ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ 

guenevere [legendary/fantasy] by newarcana

the bastard of camelot [legend/high fantasy] by llamagirl28

ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀʏ/ʏᴀ/ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

crème de la crème [young adult] by hpowellsmith

180 files: the aegis project [spy fiction]

ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ/ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴄᴀʟ

the courting of miss bennet [period romance] (NO LGBTQ FRIENDLY)

a pirate’s pleasure [historical adventure] (NO LGBTQ FRIENDLY)

𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 

ᴜʀʙᴀɴ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ/ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ

the hunt: demon eyes [urban/dark fantasy] by thehunt-if

sentinel [urban fantasy] by nyehilismwriting

serpentine [supernatural] by serpentineif

greenwarden [supernatural horror] by fiddles-ifs

supernatural in new york [urban fantasy] by llamagirl28

to the whistling winds [urban fantasy] by tothewhistlingwinds

snakeroot [supernatural] by cerberus-writes

spellbound: a ghost story [urban + high fantasy]

bad ritual [supernatural] by heart-forge

roots [fantasy]

ofna: birds of a feather [urban fantasy, mystery] by ofna

blood moon [supernatural] by barbwritesstuff

speaker [supernatural] by speakergame

when twilight strikes [urban fantasy] by evertidings

inner demons [supernatural horror] by innerdemons-if

ʜɪɢʜ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ/ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ  

a tale of crowns [high fantasy] by ataleofcrowns

for the crown [high/dark fantasy] by 13leaguestories

shepherds of haven [high fantasy]

the nameless [high fantasy] by parkerlyn

a bard’s tale [high fantasy]

virtue’s end [high fantasy, horror] by crimsiswrites

the eight years revolution [fantasy] by eight-years-revolution

the northern passage [horror fantasy] by northern-passage

wayfarer [dark fantasy] by idrellegames

the exile [dark fantasy]

a mage reborn [dark fantasy]

the heir quest [high fantasy] by thqwriting

the moonless [fantasy] by moonless-if

fool me once [dark fantasy] by pdrrook

ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀʏ/ʏᴀ/ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ   

nothing left (to burn) [young adult, revenge]

conspiracy in emerson [action, thriller]

a comedy of manors [young adult, romance]

body count [murder mystery] by bodycountgame

royal affairs [young adult] by hpowellsmith

the odessa dating games [low fantasy, royal romance] by theodessadatinggames

citadel [medical drama] by bouncyballcitadel

you live and fern [slice of life] by beetlebethwrites

college tennis: origin story [sports, slice of life] by allieebobo

merry crisis [slice of life]

checkmate in three moves [mystery, young adult] by checkmatein3moves

ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅ/ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ

fields of asphodel [greek mythology] by asphodelgame

children of the gods [modern greek mythology]

the rosy ones: resurrections [modern greek mythology] by rosygames

divine intervention [modern mythology] 

god of the red mountain [east asian mythology]

faith of gods [fantasy pantheon] by faithofgods

eye of the moon [filipino mythology] by eyeofthemoongame

ꜱᴄɪ-ꜰɪ/ᴄʏʙᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ/ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀʜᴇʀᴏᴇꜱ/ ᴇᴛᴄ...

project hadea [sci-fi] by nyehilism

attollo [cybernoir] by attollogame

solid ground [sci-fi] by solidgroundif

ᴅʏꜱᴛᴏᴘɪᴀɴ/ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

scout: an apocalypse story [post-apocalyptic, dystopian] by anya-dev

redsugarsociety [crime, action] by redsugarsociety

tell me if there’s a way home [gothic western, mystery] by blood-teeth

ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ/ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴄᴀʟ

wilhelmina [supernatural horror/period romance] by fidere-k

more things in heaven & earth [low fantasy, shakespeare] by morethingsgame

love & friendship [regency romance]

out of the blue [time travel, regency] by vahnyawrites

[ashes-of-ailell]

Random OC Trivia:

Max has a pet butterfly called Rose. He named her after his best friend (Tyler-ROSE). He visits her in the greenhouse a lot. She can sometimes be seen resting in his hair, a bit like a hair clip.

Tyler is trans and Lunaris is agender.

Tyler has a prosthetic right arm. She and her dad, Xander, designed and made it together.

Lucien's main weapon is actually usually a whip. 3H doesn't have that as a weapon though, so I thought Trickster would be the best option. This is because he also has experience with daggers, and was training to be a healer in his original universe. Trickster combines both Sword and Faith.

Lucien has a cat called Hex. She wanders the Monastery mostly, but occasionally likes to nap in his bag.

Lunaris is totally human :)

[jonahintwstmchybridau]

TWST MC Hybrid AU: Glory the Starborne

“Who are you? Why are you in my tower?”

~ Gloriane Corbett belongs to @nqchristine22​. Originally written in Google Docs with her help in all detail. This is a temporary post until Christine is back to Tumblr.

-Basic Information-

Name:

Glory Corbett (current name) Princess Gloriane Lexington Lunaris (official name)

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Date of Birth: 21st March

Status: Alive

Hometown: 

Angarika Queendom (original hometown)

The monarchy that rules over the Nether, a dangerous hell-like dimension filled with fire, lava, and fungus-based vegetation. It was founded in ancient times by Mother Gothel, Mother of Fallen Star, First Queen of Angarika Queendom. The royal family is the direct descendant of Gothel. Only women can sit on the throne.

Merlin and Viviane's Tower

Glory's hiding tower is hidden in a large rock pit by a cave. The cave leads out into the forest with its opening hidden by a curtain of plants. She has a personal garden with variety of flower that grows at the base.

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-Hybrid Information-

Hybrid: Starborne

You are a creature from the star (no, not aliens). You can control the stars and send a meteor shower toward your enemies. You heal quicker and launch yourself like a shooting star if you jump really high. Though, you will take damage from that.

Additional Power:  Sundrop Healing

Glory has the power to heal any sickness or injuries, even moral wounds as long as she sings an incantation, a song. This power is rooted in the Immortal King’s blessing to Mother Gothel and her descendants, including Glory, can use this power.

Weapon(s) of Choice:  Dagger

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-Appearance-

Eye Color: Gray

Hair Color: Black

Hair Length: Curled except shorter that reaches down her shoulders

Skin Tone: Pale

Height: 170 cm (5'6 inches)

Weight: 63 kg (140 pounds)

Wardrobe:

In the beginning, Glory wears a simpler outfit. She wears a yellow capelet with white edges underneath a white shirt and yellow vest. Her skirt is yellow with white decorations, along with an apron. She also wears black sandals and gloves.

During her coronation and after, she wears a yellow and pink dress. Her top is black and white with yellow cloth around her chest and off-shoulder pink sleeves. Her skirt is pink underneath the yellow cloth. She also wears a black stocking and yellow high heels. In addition as a starborne, she has a white scarf tied behind her back in a giant bow, along with a pink bandana with a yellow star pin.

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-Personality-

Glory was once a vibrant and loving child who loves her family and her beloved Marc, however, her personality changed when her people killed her family, her best friends, and were about to kill her. Even worse, Marc is part of the Great Myrios kingdom and it broke her heart. As a result, Glory closes her heart to others and vows to retrieve her kingdom through rigorous training with the help of her mentors. She has a difficult time opening up to new people and the only two people that she can trust are her mentors Merlin and Vivien. Although cautious and distant, Glory shows a passionate and gentle side when it comes to her hobbies like gardening and art. She also shows empathy towards nature as shown when she heals a wilted plant or an injured animal. She soon became awed with the world’s inner beauty thanks to Jonah. As the story progresses, she slowly warms up to people like Andie, Jonah, Charlie, Lynette, and Astrid as slowly starts opening up to new people and slowly becomes caring towards her new allies. She’s also inexperienced with her starborne powers but she slowly improves as the story progresses with the help of Merlin and Vivien. She also struggles into coming to terms with her identity when the ghost of her ancestor torments her mentally and emotionally.

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-Background-

Gloriane is the firstborn of the Angarika Queendom and the heir to the throne. While she is a starborne hybrid, she's a late bloomer for she hadn't shown any sign of her power. When she was a child (maybe 12 years old) she was betrothed to a noble human child from Overworld named Marc and would be wed when they're an adult. For now, they would get to know each other.

However, one year later, when Gloriane was 13, the human kingdom, the Great Myrios Empire, invaded the Nether, killing her family and about to kill her. Fortunately for her, her mentors, Merlin and Viviane, help her escaped. Now, the three of them are living together in hiding, until the time is right for Glory to revive her fallen kingdom.

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-Relationship-

Her Parents [Francine and Brenton Corbett]

Glory shares a loving and respectful relationship with her parents but was heartbroken when they were killed by Great Myrios Empire.

Her Grandmother, the previous queen [Gardenia Lexington Lunaris]

Glory shows admiration and respect for her grandmother but was heartbroken by her death.

Merlin Spellman

Merlin has been with her since the day of her birth. Both of them share a grandfather and granddaughter-like relationship as Glory shows great care for him. He, along with Vivien are the only two people that Glory can trust.

Vivien Lakeshire

Like Merlin, Vivien has been with her since birth. Glory and Vivien shared a sister-like bond. She along with Merlin are the only two people that Glory can trust.

Marc Corrin

Glory loved Marc since they were children. Glory loved him for his humor and kindness. However, her view changed when she discovered he’s part of the Great Myrios Empire. As a result, Glory developed a hatred for Marc for taking her family away and vows to take her kingdom back.

Harriet Greene and Zara Fitzgerald

Harriet Greene and Zara Fitzgerald have been Glory’s friends since childhood. However, Glory became devastated by their deaths at the hands of the Great Myrios Empire.

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-Like & Dislike-

Like:

Art and Gardens

Glory loves art and gardens. Gardens like flower gardens, butterfly gardens, etc. 

Stargazing

She loves looking at the stars because the stars remind her of her family. 

Forest Exploring

She also loves roaming around the forest with Vivien and joking around with Merlin.

Dislike:

Spiders

Glory hates spiders due to her phobia that manifested at a young age. 

New People

Ever since her family's death and Marc’s betrayal, Glory seems to show distrust of new people due to her cautious nature. She doesn’t even like intruders and her garden being ruined or invaded.

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-Trivia-

With the amount of free times she have, gardening has become a hobby. She also knows a lot about wild flower and barries, along with flower language. She’s also good in making flower crown in shot amount of time.

She’s a late bloomer in her Starborne power, unlike her Sundrop Healing which she master, making her the healer of the group.

Being a descendant of Mother Gothel, Glory was worry that she would follow her bloody trial in history. That’s why she chose the peaceful ways in combat, with words instead of violence.

[mrreindeerface]

WTNC Mini-Fics

So @galleywinter threw a challenge flag at my head to start writing again. These are dedicated to her (thank you for listening to me scream on discord for a week)

Under the cut because there’s a few of them and it got kinda long.

Butterflies in your stomach and your heart skipping beats- that can’t be safe

Alkar is pouting again.

Wren still finds it adorable, likes to watch from the warmth of Omen’s embrace (be it tail or arms) as the two of them watch their wolf stalk around their home, muttering under his breath as he rearranges things that don’t need to be moved. Sometimes they wake at night, red eyes glaring in the dark even as he burrows deeper in between the two of them.

It’s just feelings, Alkar, they’d tried to tell him, palms pressed against his cheeks. His ears had gone back and he’d scowled.

Doesn’t feel healthy, his grumble hadn’t done anything to hide the blush skating across his cheeks.

Tonight… tonight is different – tonight there’s only two of them. Laid out under the night sky, grass soft beneath them as they trace meaningless patterns between the stars. The earth is cool against their skin, but held by the living furnace that is Alkar Wren barely even notices.

It would be easier, they muse, with Omen there. But he had gone to see Elaine and Armaros, so Wren was on their own to keep Alkar from sulking into the next century.

“Hey,” they say, turning far enough to slide a hand into his hair.

“Hey yourself,” he mumbles, flicking back the ear they had been reaching for.

“You’re pouting again.”

“Am not.”

“Alkar.” Wren sighs. “You can say you miss him. It won’t kill you.”

“I do not miss people,” his voice is just a hair above a growl. Wren ignores the small thrill it sends through them.

“Oh?” Wren puts on a fake pout (they’ve gotten better since practicing their Alkar imitation.) “Not even me? I guess that means I can go away on longer assignments then?”

There’s a moment where they swear they see fear in Alkar’s eyes, and then he’s on top of them, pinning them to the ground while they try to get enough air to laugh under the weight of a six-something Lycan.

“Mean,” Alkar says, nipping at the shell of their ear. “You are mean.”

Wren buries their hands in his hair, holding him close.

“You love it.”

Praying won’t do you much good around here.

She knows there’s something wrong in Lunaris from the moment they arrive. Call it a feeling, superstition, paranoia from years of Hunter training to see threats around every corner.

Night falls in waves in this town: one calm as the sky after rain and one oppressive enough to be felt. There is a night of starry skies and a night cloaked in shadow so dark her bones ache.

The people are terrified to be outside, running for safety as the sun sinks below the horizon. They watch with shuttered, suspicious eyes as she carries out her investigation, wishing for an end to the madness and not sure if they can believe she’ll be the one to deliver it.

Hell, she isn’t even sure she can save them. Lunaris keeps many secrets, and it keeps them well protected. Even those who offer her their assistance, their friendship, look at her with apologies scrawled on their faces. They know things, they don’t tell her these things, and she runs into every problem blind.

Don’t trust anyone.

The sooner she can get this done, free this town from whatever nightmare that holds it this time, the sooner she can get away.

I'm not playing 20 questions with you

Two cards hit the table – a 3 from Omen and a 10 from Poppy.

“Favorite place to be during the day?”

“Down in the markets,” Omen replied dutifully. Poppy began scrawling his answer in their notes as he continued. “There’s a lot of activity so it’s easier to get a read on people.”

Alkar snorted into his tankard in what might have been contempt. Hard to tell with him.

Their table is surprisingly tame for its current occupants. Alkar, it seems, is contenting himself with watching their game while studiously ignoring the looks he’s getting from the other patrons. Alaric, for once, has his “let’s fuck with Alkar” gauge set to low, because he’s been nothing but well-behaved since they sat down.

They had seen Finn and Ezra only briefly, the two had kept their heads down and come and gone in record time. Ezra had looked like hell: Poppy had heard from passersby earlier that afternoon that someone in town had been badly hurt in the woods. Maybe they hadn’t made it.

They flipped another round of cards.

Omen made a small sound of delight and Poppy looked own. Omen’s King outclassed their 8 by a long shot. They raised their glass and took a drink.

Omen grinned, mindful of his tusks. “What is your favorite color?”

“Green,” Poppy replied immediately. “Emerald green, more specifically.”

“Bullshit,” Alkar smacked a hand on the table. “I’ve never seen you wear anything green!”

“You don’t have to wear something for it to be your favorite color,” Omen replied, though he added that fact to the list on his page as well.

“Not that it’s any concern of yours, but I do wear green. Almost every day, in fact.” Poppy looked up at him without raising their head. “Just because it’s somewhere you can’t see it doesn’t mean it isn’t there.”

Alkar sputters and goes red: Alaric raises his glass in toast. Poppy tries very hard to ignore the grin on Omen’s face that had gone from curious to mischievous faster than expected.

“If you have any further questions you are welcome to join the game,” Poppy offers in lieu of addressing it. Alkar’s nose crinkles.

“I’d pay to see that,” Alaric muses. “Where do you live? Fuck off. Why don’t you wear shoes? Fuck shoes. Do you have any other clothes? Fuck clothes.”

Omen has a hand over his mouth to hide his laughter – the shaking of his shoulders would give him away were it not for the fact that Alkar had his wrath focused on the Hunter across from him.

“I know more words than fuck,” Alkar sneers. “And I do own other clothes thank you very much.” He turns his attention to Poppy and Omen. “Don’t write that down it doesn’t count.

They both write it down anyway. He tells them both to go fuck themselves.

Time you enjoyed wasting was not wasted

“Hunter,” there was a warning in August’s voice. “We’re supposed to be working.”

Alaric hummed, contemplative, even as he crowded August back against their desk. “Work will still be here in the morning, General.” Slowly, giving August the chance to back out if they wanted it, he raised his hands to their shoulders, sliding palms down their arms until he could tangle his fingers with theirs. “I seem to remember someone making me a promise to stop sleeping in their office.” August rolled their eyes, but the defensive set of their jaw had softened as soon as his hands were on them.

“It’s hardly late enough for that to be a concern.” They sighed, leaning their forehead against his and closing their eyes. “I’m not going to overdo it.”

“Uh-huh.” Alaric tugged at their joined hands, pulling August’s body forward against his. “Let me take you home, August. The reports can wait.”

“I have to get these done before the gala on Friday,” they warned, even as they let themselves be drawn across the office. “I can’t keep wasting time.”

“Resting is not wasting time.”

August arches an elegant brow at him. “I very much doubt whatever is on your mind could be considered resting, Hunter Fehler.”

Alaric didn’t bother hiding his smirk. “Come now, give your husband some credit. You know I have your best interests at heart.”

“We’ll see.” August took their hands back, nodding towards the door. “Lead the way home then, husband.”

I think it's safe to say that we have a really big problem on our hands.

Piper is laughing at her.

Correction, Piper is laughing at the ground, if only because she is doubled over and cackling hard enough that she can’t stand up straight.

“You could be helping me, you know.” If her voice is sharp it’s deserved. So much for being partners, eh General?

“Right, right,” Piper makes a half-hearted attempt to get herself under control. “Sorry, Lieutenant General.”

Alkar headbutts her again. Piper starts on another round of laughter.

“I hate you both so much right now,” Greer mutters, feeling the beginnings of a blush creeping up her neck. She places her hand in the middle of Alkar’s furred forehead and braces the next time he tries to push forward. “Personal space much?”

For all her years of service, she could firmly say she’d never seen a Lycan under the full moon pout. She wishes that were still true.

“Oh gods now he’s sulky,” Piper manages between gasping breaths for air. “You hurt his feelings Hunter Taggart.”

Greer cuts a glare in her direction. “You can start being useful at any time, Merriman.”

Her attention divided, Alkar takes the opportunity to press his head against her stomach. Again.

“Fucking- Alkar!”

“All right, all right.” Greer watches as Piper bodily pulls herself together. “Let’s see if we can’t get him to Finn. Hopefully that ancient mosquito will know what to do.”

[ilovelollipopx]

Aphelios{Bathing in the lake}

The light from the moon radiated and shimmered on the earth below it. Peaking its way through the shroud of leaves provided by the towering trees of the forest. Landing gracefully on the forest’s floor, revealing the work of Solari Corpses. That what had her attention for a few seconds, a grim sight, one that gave her mixed emotions though she would have later to think about that. Sheathing her spear back into its holding place on her back. 

Kneeling down in front of the two children she was searching for earlier she gave them a warm smile. As to not frighten any more than they were already.

“Now it the two of you troublemakers wandered off further outside the current territory than told too, let's get you two home now alright?” her voice was tranquil and comforting. To add to that they had already known who she was so it didn’t take them long to run into her arms.

Once they stopped crying on to her attire she crouched down reaching to their height, reaching to their small fragile faces and wiping away their tear-stained cheeks gently.

“We didn’t mean to *sniff* go this far *sniff* we just wanted to see the moonlight butterflies!” one of them hicked clenching on to her skirt with fear.

The sight had wounded her heart, and even she could be cold to kids sometimes. But to go as far as murder them based on their religion? That was just a new low in her book, although it didn’t surprise her it was the Solari after all.

Reaching into her satchel she pulled out two wrapped moon cakes and gave one each to the two kids. 

“Now lets you get you two back to your parents alright?” she suggested

Thus they began their walk back to camp the walk filled with silence as the kids happily munched on their treats. The scenery was nice as well, the moon was still shining bright in the night sky and this part of the Mount Targon. It would be a nice night for a walk, chilly- yet in a sense warm. It was funny how she wasn’t even Lunari, just a simple lady who enjoyed the night. On the other hand, she wasn’t one to wake up bright and early and was more likely to wake up in the night. It didn’t mean the daytime didn’t shine the beauty of the earth either.

It didn't take long for them to get to the current intended Lunari camp quietly and sneakily. As she entered the two kids had already rub to their parents hugging them, even as they got scolded. They briefly thanked her and went on to their tasks. She was a bit relieved that there was nothing left to do tonight, relaxing and hanging with Aphelios was on her to-do list. Unfortunately, when she asked around she was told that her lover was out on a scouting mission.  

Leaving the camp once more she set out to the spot that Solari's have a zero chance of finding since it was only revealed under the moon. Making her way through trees and vines almost like a maze it wasn’t until she was met with the sight of a lake did she stop in her tracks. 

The way the water rippled with the light of the moon reflected on it was truly beautiful. Stripping down she set her belongings neatly a good distance away from the water. Testing the water she dipped her toes into the water not flinching away and deciding it was good enough she entered. Truth be told the lake was in a way enchanted, the water actually was warm when the moon shone on it on nights like this.

She walked down to a deep yet shallow part where the water was at her shoulders. There she, sat eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of warmth, glad that she could rinse the blood off her as well. When the sound of rustling was heard she turned around with a curious look, which turned into excitement. In her sights stood Aphelios. 

She guessed that his lookout went successfully as he didn’t have any blood or wounds on him. It seemed as if a blush had appeared on that pale face of his before he averted his eyes.

“You’ve seen me naked before Apehio~” she teased

“Come on in the water is warm tonight!” she pleaded

It didn’t take long before the quiet guy had stripped down of his clothes and placed them alongside her belongings. Turning around with a mischievous smirk she covered her eyes and waited for him to enter the water. Her thoughts were nothing other than those of pure. When she could feel the ripples of small waves against her back she wanted to turn around. A yelp emitted from her as lips landed on her bare neck cascading down to her shoulder, small butterfly kisses. Those kisses were quick to make her a little in the mood, but also they felt reassuring. 

“Thank you” he whispered snuggling his face into her neck as he held her close.

It was rare that his voice didn’t sound scratchy as if he was always coughing when he drank poison to communicate with his sister Alune. Yet it sounded as clear as water which meant Alune wasn’t connected with him.

“Why did you thank me?” she asked sure that she didn’t do anything special today

“For helping those children, and the lunari even when you don’t have to” he whispered

This made her turn around to face him, staring at his face as if searching for the answer. It didn’t take long for her to find it, Aphelios was tired. Tired of being a weapon even for his people, tired of living in hiding like this, tired of being away from his sister.

Lifting a hand she cupped his cheek and he instantly leaned in her hand as if she suddenly would disappear.

“I always tell you I know I don’t have to stay here to help, or to fall in love with you, and even choose to help the lunari over the Solari. But I did. Because I have the power to bend destiny, to change fates and since I fell in love with you im gonna help you until I can. You’re not gonna go through this alone neither you or your sister” she spoke pulling him closer and leaning in for a kiss, which he didn’t hesitate from.

At first, the kiss was slow as the two basked in the moonlight, and they pulled away staring at each other intensely. Both hoping that this night would last much longer so they could be together much more before destiny intervened once more when the sun rose.