#mirrcredgcld

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@mirrcredgcld X

Luz waited patiently for an answer, as she hovered by the windowsill. They had made plans to go to the crystal caves today by the beach!

"Noel! You ready to go?" A voice came from outside his window. In true Clawthorn fashion, Luz wouldn't just use the door like a normal person. Not that she really wanted to walk around the castle anyways.

She paused for a moment...was...was he crying?

[distressedgold]

@mirrcredgcld

“Noel... What are you doing?” Emperor Belos’ voice was hard as stone. It could easily be mistaken as anger, though it wasn’t as simple as that. There was more to it, and a strong fight or flight response bubbling to the surface behind the mask.

He had needed to find Noel for some task. Something minor, something simple, and something easily forgotten when Belos happened to notice his youngest working at hacking out a face from a large gourd. That’s all it took, and suddenly Belos’ mind was being invaded by a face from his past.

No, not that! Do not bring it back up again!

“Well?”

[abomination-stati0n]

Since when did you actually care about the Golden Brat? Was it when you fell for the boy's father? Or was it because he cared so much for your little honey slime?

Oh he knew. He knew this rat wasn't asking in any kind manner.

But he smiled with a malicious sweetness, but turned genuinely sweet as he began speaking

"Actually, it happened in between the two~. I didn't find out Howell had children till maaaaybe, a 2 weeks after we started dating? Eleanor and Alvar are absolute delights, and so all all the other children. Hunter, Noel, Goldie." Even if one of which absolutely hated his guts at first, they'd still given eachother chances, and grown closer.

"Over the time Howell any my relationship had started I've since grown closer to all of them. And as Howell fiance, and soon to be husband. I consider all his children to be mine as well. Though I don't expect for the older children to refer to me as their father, and I wouldn't ask it of them. I love them all as if they were my own flesh and blood. Regardless of their option on their baby sister." He hissed, expression growing dark. Not that he had much to worry about there, as Pammy was loved by all her siblings.

"and I most certainly do not take so kindly to anyone that dares to poison MY son."

He picks up a picture frame from his desk. "I'll have you know, the feeling is mutual. Hunter happens to be Pammy's favorite older brother. She thinks the world of him and more."

[souldraggedmuses]

Starter for @mirrcredgcld​ from [X]!

    So this little squishy not-quite-human was related to that Philip guy?  Given he was younger than the other, Fizzarolli doubted he’d be any help in figuring out the fancy demon tome.  But still, might as well get some fun out of being a general nuisance.  What was it his more PG-13 robot doubles were programmed to say?  Damn that Loo Loo Land one would be real handy here…

    Fizzarolli himself hadn’t had to actually deal with little imp kids in a long time.  Not since being scooped up by Asmodeus at least.  But oh well.  He could make do.

    Legs whirred, and one comically large step later he was before the other, grinning in his trademarked wide and unnerving way.  “Hey there Witchling!”  That sounded about right.  “What’s a gremlin like you doing inside on a day like today?  Kids where I’m from would be out robbing stores and stealing booze, and you’re just.  Standing here.  Seems really fucking boring, ya know?”

[soltcde-m]

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Noel gives his sister a weak smile and shrugs.

And she’s raising an eyebrow behind her mask at that. ��You giving a weak smile and not saying anything explains a lot, little brother.” Sarcasm. “Well, you’re clearly not okay. Go ahead and pick something to play on my Switch if you want.”

[viviskull]

Art Meme | Accepting | @mirrcredgcld​ | Noel!

((I love this poor boi to death, but he isn’t safe from our forth wall bullying.  Anyway, ty for sending this in!  I love TOH, and this was fun to make too!))

[pureiimagination]

@mirrcredgcld​ replied to your post:  Noel vc: I'll skewer you with your own sword, bitch >:[

“Those are some foolishly bold words from the Emperor’s old lap dog.”

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@mirrcredgcld said : Noel has no idea what's going on. One moment, he was helping clean Eda's pantry and had accidentally dropped a jar of honey and a really old jar that said 'Ewe's Blood' for some reason. He might have done...something, cause now he's staring at a woman in the kitchen and wondering what the fuck happened. "Uhhhhhh..."

An inky black pool bubbled out from the congealing mixture, spreading across the floor as the lights in the kitchen dimmed and went out. Slowly a figure rose from the pool, now twinkling like the stuff of far off stars until it solidified and resolved itself, revealing a three headed and multiarmed woman clad in the shadows about her, her eyes glowing like moonlight.

"I have heard your call, o child of mine~" Her tone ethereal and echoed by three different mouths, a crescent moon hovering over her heads. "What need have thee of Hecate in this... This...?"

"Wait... Where the Tartarus am I?" All at once the spectacle ceased as a perplexed Goddess took stock of her surroundings. This wasn't the sort of ritual space she was used to seeing, finally striking her that she'd appeared in some sort of kitchen? The crunch of glass under her heel made her look down, seeing a mess of congealed red and amber spreading out from a pair of broken jars.

"Ah... I see what happened. Shockingly this isn't the first time it's happened. Well, I'm already here..." She looked down at the perplexed teenager staring back at her. "I don't suppose you'd like some magical guidance?"

[karaktcrs]

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"You...you really think I look g-g-good?" He's blushing, badly.

“Yes!” Edric gives a nod along with a smile. “I have the prettiest boyfriend for sure.”

[the-trxangle-guy]

"Trick or treat!" Noel is dressed in a blue princess dress, white silk gloves, and a silver tiara because fuck gender norms!

A bold choice! He can appreciate something like that. The demon simply offers a gift, that of a candied eye! Looks like it’s still moving around, blinking…

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@bornspellcaster @mirrcredgcld

From this

That still sounds like the cutest thing so have this

It's past 4am I tried ✨

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@mirrcredgcld replied to your post:

"NO! She's the literal Goddess of Magic and the COOLEST EVER!"

“No, I believe that’s Trivia.”

“Isn’t Hecate a straight chain alkane with six carbon atoms?” Hunter decides to chime in.

“No, that’s hexane.”

[abomination-stati0n]

@mirrcredgcld >•<

"So she is~, most witchlings start out quite small." Although Pamela was at a good healthy weight, with a precious, perfect amount of baby fat. "Would you like to hold her?" The baby in question had just woken from a nap, and was curiously peeking around the room with big, curious mahogany eyes.

[souldraggedmuses]

@mirrcredgcld​​ said: “Damn, thanks for getting my hopes up for nothing.”

Blinks.  Blinks again.

“Uhh... do you... want to talk about it-”  Kravitz has got a concern now.

[bornspellcaster]

*

Tears build quickly, and sometimes it’s honestly so jarring to the cured man to see and feel the sting of pristine, salty water rather than cold globs of jet black ink. He still recalls when he’d cried the first time after being cured and how he’d panicked to Kiki when he’d seen normal tears, fearfully wondering if something was wrong, and how she’d laughed and assured him that for the first time something wasn’t.

He’s so much taller than he’d recalled, but then again, the last very coherent memory he has of his children was when they’d babbled and giggled in the crook of his arms. Everything else is still so foggy. The years bled into one and became more deluded as time went on. …Yet the searing memory when he sees the scars interwoven on his nephew’s cheeks don’t have the privilege of being so. Perhaps that’s his punishment to remember, but he only wishes it would be his and his alone. …But he knows it haunts Noel just as much.

Philip steps hesitantly closer but he stays a respectful distance, even if all he wants is to scoop up his child and bawl. Especially when he sees the boy’s maroon irises have returned to normal, and the tell-tale signs of his curse that had started to appear…are gone. That he recalls; the terrified screams of his nephew as his eyes bled black for the first time is just another memory to haunt his dreams.

“…Your curse…” he whispers in relief, mouth creasing emotionally. “…It’s gone.” Aware of the tears, he clears his throat and wipes them quickly. Standing there awkwardly for a moment, he realizes he doesn’t know what to say. Belos could be a diplomat with honeyed words on the battlefield when it suited him. …Philip is just a socially awkward, emotional disaster and that’s never faded even after a test of time and curses and trauma inflicted and afflicted. “….Hi.”

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[sonorusgloom]

mirrcredgcld

"I uhhhh...I know some Latin. I read it and write better than I speak it, though."

There’s a brief moment of Beast humming, thinking about it. Soon enough nodding, yeah he’s going to count that. Hard to tell but he sounds excited despite the technicality.

“ Still counts as knowing it “