#orion threads

[gravesung-moving]

▲ lounging in the living room go ( to orion <3 )

send ▲ to pull my muse into your muse’s lap! ACCEPTING.

SHOUTA HAS NEVER BEEN EASY TO READ. couple that with orion being chemically terrible at reading people and you have a crush that never quite progresses beyond agonizing pining. in this case, it's a crush that has lasted for years, so many years that it's worn a groove in him. even now, lounging with shouta on the couch, orion's heartbeat flutters just the same as it did when they were in high school. he still loses the ability to speak when shou compliments him, and he still feels himself melt like a burning candle under the attention of those eyes.

something is different tonight. it starts with a conversation, a shared snack bowl, orion doodling in his sketchbook while they watch a show together. orion finds his eye wandering: the stubble, the knife-sharp line of his jaw, the wild hair, the corners of his mouth. all traits that have graced the pages of orion's sketchbooks and easels many, many more times than he'd be comfortable sharing.

it's when orion returns from the kitchen now, fresh off of chugging a glass of water (after, yes, forgetting for most of the day again.) that their called-from-another-room conversation falls into a lull of silence. a long look. in the silence, in the stare, shouta leans forward and takes orion's long and pallid hand in his.

even that small touch is enough to turn off every single thought in his brain. gone. a white screen, 404 error. is — ? is? at first he's not fully sure of the intent: there's a tug at his hand, down and toward. closer, it says, and he obeys wordlessly, every nerve in his body alight as he follows the other's gentle guiding until his long, spidery body is folded in shouta's lap. the hum, the sing of the blood in his veins.

❝ shou — ❞ just barely, the tremor in his hands flares. it's a side effect not of anxiety, but of adrenaline, a decade of yearning with no end in sight being acknowledged — accepted? — for the first time. worse in the left, the one shou's holding. despite it, he presses forward just a bit. those pale and uncalloused fingers, shaking fingers, brush over the stubble he'd been staring at earlier before coming to rest on his jaw. a smile, then. hopeful, a little afraid. there is still a chance he's reading all of this wrong. ❝ ... hi. ❞

[mountainshroom]

Playing around with human OP designs 👀 plus a bonus

[cybertron-after-dark]

Being constantly surrounded by the presence of a loving God sounds great until you realize you never know when his freaky fuckin eyes are gonna show up to check on you.

And man. They do it a LOT.

[aroaessidhe]

Aromantic adult books (part 2)

ARO WEEK 2023

WERECOCKROACH / contemporary sff novella / aroace agender MC

SAILING BY ORION’S STAR / historical fiction / multiple aroace MCs

THE WORLD WE MAKE / contemporary lovecraftian sci-fi/fantasy / one of the many MCs is aroace coded 

BAKER THIEF / urban/high fantasy / one of the two MCs is aro bi

BLOODY SPADE / urban/high fantasy / one of the major characters/MC’s brother is aro bi

THE THREAD THAT BINDS / urban/high fantasy / one of the 3 MCs is aroace, other aro-spec side chars

*as a note, some of these only briefly explore aromanticism, and/or explore the ace part of the aroace character more. If you want more details on how much things are explored, see my database!

[laertesthelocalstranger]

Orion waits patiently for Laertes to show. He figures if he wants long enough, she’ll pop up.

They don’t have to wait long.

Laertes stumbles through a portal the size of a thumbtack. Her hair looks different- like he’s gotten fairy hair, if the colors of fairy hair swirled in the light and hurt to look at for more than a few moments. It seems stronger where her braids meet their head, and the odd shape of the brighter presence implies that someone had grabbed it, and hard.

[h-ironosarchive]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐀𝐑𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒  𝐎𝐔𝐓  𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  ?  𝐈  𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓  𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖  𝐈𝐅  𝐈𝐓’𝐒  𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐘  𝐎𝐑  𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  …  𝐈  𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘  𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐘𝐎𝐔,  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑. 

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍  𝐂𝐀𝐍  𝐁𝐄  𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇,  𝐁𝐔𝐓  𝐈  𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓  𝐒𝐄𝐄  𝐀  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐈𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐊𝐘.  𝐈  𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘  𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄  𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐘𝐎𝐔,  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑.

𝕾𝖎𝖗  𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐀  𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄  of  𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀,  a  physical  description.

ꫂ ၴႅၴ  𓂃  a  𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  rose  .  .  .

♯┆  face  claim  :  for  all  intents  and  purposes  of  having  a  picture  in  mind,  lila’s  face  claim  is  argenti  of  honkai  star  rail.  there  is  no  affiliation  to  the  character  in-game  or  in-game  canon.

♯┆species  &&  attributes  :  lila  is  a  vinge,  which  is  the  native  species  of  aurevia.  because  of  this,  she  has  large  wings  on  her  back,  which  has  a  wingspan  of  42ft.  her  back  wings  are  larger  than  normal,  and  drag  on  the  floor  when  she  walks.  because  of  her  vinge  ancestry  and  her  family,  moonstone  vinges  are  born  with  2  extra  pairs  of  wings,  one  pair  right  under  her  ears  (  imagine  sunday  of  hsr  ),  and  one  pair  on  her  ankles.  both  pairs  are  useless  in  flight  and  are  much  smaller  than  her  back  wings.

♯┆gender  &&  pronouns  :  vinges  are  a  non-binary  species,  with  no  emphasis  on  gender  and  a  shared  biology.  because  of  this,  vinges  have  both  sexual  reproductive  parts  (  imagine  ryo  asuka’s  demon  form  in  devilman  crybaby  ).  vinges  typically  do  not  assign  themselves  to  any  set  pronouns,  however,  lila  associates  herself  with  she/her  or  they/them  pronouns.  she  does  not  like  he/him  pronouns.

♯┆build  :  due  to  the  fact  that  lila  is  a  knight,  she  is  rather  fit  with  a  bigger  build.  although  they  are  on  a  bit  on  the  leaner  side,  she  is  still  incredibly  toned  with  a  nice  amount  of  muscle.  their  back  is  probably  the  most  muscular  due  to  the  fact  that  their  wings  are  so  heavy.  she  has  a  rather  flat  chest,  which  she  is  thankful  for  due  to  not  having  to  modify  her  armour  too  much.

♯┆height  :  vinges  are  a  naturally  tall  species,  with  their  standard  height  being  7 ft,  5in  or  above.  lila  stands  at  a  typically  normal  height  of  7 ft,  8in.

♯┆hair  &&  eye  colour  :  lila’s  hair  is  a  bright,  almost  cherry  red.  it  is  long  and  wavy  and  rests  at  the  very  bottom  of  her  lower  back.  she  has  only  cut  it  once,  and  despite  how  long  it  is,  lila  has  mastered  doing  her  hair  in  under  10  minutes.  their  eye  colour  is  an  emerald  green.  however,  she  has  a  central  heterochromia  in  her  eyes  which  is  a  gold  colour  and  does  not  affect  her  vision.

♯┆notable  features  :  despite  her  fiery  long  hair  which  constantly  gets  her  unwanted  attention,  lila  also  has  very  long  and  thick  eyelashes,  as  well  as  multiple  moles  on  her  face.  she  has  one  under  their  left  eye,  one  above  her  lip,  one  on  her  nose,  and  one  on  her  jaw.  she  has  a  few  scars  along  her  arms  and  legs  due  to  knight  training  as  well.

♯┆outfits  :  in  the  majority  of  cases,  lila  is  wearing  her  standard  knight’s  uniform,  which  is  armoured  in  a  form  of  protection.  on  days  where  she  is  not  on  duty,  she  is  not  someone  who  enjoys  dresses  or  dressing  incredibly  formal.  she  enjoys  a  relaxed  style  of  clothing  (  imagine  prince  eric  from  the  little  mermaid  ).

[catherine-bisset]

Starter for @orioncarnell

Location: Scouting out the Daybreakers base

Daybreakers.

Reavers and Daybreakers always circled one another, never really engaging. You'd hear them shouting sometimes, but mostly it was the night screaming that echoed furthest. Catherine tried not to hew loyalty to Reavers; they'd been a means to an end, but compared to Daybreakers? The mad pack had been saints.

So, when she'd heard about the Redwood community setup at the ranch and what had happened after, Catherine approved. You couldn't hope for the best with a group like Daybreakers. Being unpredictable and proactive had kept the Reavers safe, and it worked for Redwood, too.

For now.

But the Daybreakers could still be at their base. Regrouping, planning. Someone had to take initiative and investigate.

Catherine and Orion - having been the two Raiders chosen - left the ranch behind two miles back. Cat was impressed by Orion so far; Isaac had chosen well.

Presently they'd come across what looked like a Daybreaker who'd died post-Ranch, lying face-up and half covered in snow. The freshest fall was sticking to unblinking eyes and the remains of a jaw that worked the air slowly in a familiar holding pattern. Cat's attention, however, was more on Orion and his reaction. His choice. Approach or avoid? Mercy or necessity?

[thisgusting]

"you know what ??" oh no. "we cannot keep seeing eachother like that !!" where was she going with that ?? to be completely honest, orion had no idea, either. did that stop her from saying what's on her mind ?? never. "i mean... — yeah, i will still need your help from time to time, but... you see... how about we just... go out somewhere ?? i'll try not to injure myself, you know." that part was still up in the air, though. even a pebble could be dangerous !! "an arcade place... some cotton candy ?? hmm...??"

@wcvensouls — closed starter !!

[nemo-draco]

Orion and the Dark Plot

Thinking some thoughts about the plot of the movie and wanted to put them down in writing. Can read or not. Admittedly, this is also meant to help me incorporate the characters and plot into a larger xover, though not immediately so some of the concepts here can be used for other stories, AUs, what have you.

A good amount of the movie, pretty much everything plotwise up until we have the conflict between Dark and the other entities, is good from the word go. Dark and Orion's relationship as it develops is solid, the dynamics between Dark and the other entities a little less so though we definitely get something of a feel for how he thinks about each of them. He very much looks up to Dreams, which makes me wonder if Dark and Dreams co-opt the leadership role given that Dark would probably have been around first, with Sweet Dreams showing up later on. Dark doesn't always seem to understand the idiosyncrasies of Insomnia, Unexplained Noises, and Sleep, and in some cases he quite literally doesn't understand what Quiet is saying, though he clearly likes and supports them all as best he can.

Though one thing I do wonder is the notion of Dark's insecurities and how those play off. It doesn't seem like the others are unaware of Dark's struggles, but they might not understand the depth of what Dark's going through. Maybe he's tried to bring it up, but not made it to the level that he gets to with Orion in the tea shop, or he did actually divulge his worries about being seen as 'the bad guy' and was brushed off or basically told not to worry about it, which unfortunately can be like telling a trainee pilot not to crash the plane. I.E., if you tell someone not to look for a red car, all they're gonna see are red cars.

He also does seem to be weirdly apart from the rest of the group, especially if you remember the tea shop scene. Everybody else goes inside without Dark, he's just kind of allowed to sit at his own table and presumably no one notices. It could've been because Orion was there and the others figured that it was a private moment so they let it play out, but he's almost left behind right then and there. There's also the fact that he comes in late to the break where we meet the others and no one really comments. They're happy to see him, but from the looks of things, this is not the first time Dark's gone off on his own or showed up late to a break time. They seem pretty tight-knit, but Dark's kind of not totally integrated with the rest of them, and looking back on it, especially when considering what happens later on, it's really noticeable.

Light's role and character feels like it should be expanded. I still like the idea of he and Dark being, or seeing themselves as, twin brothers, as it gives some interesting issues for them and would make sense given that they were both likely 'created' around the same time if you're going for the spontaneous generation route. However, even if you're not going for that route, I'd still go further rather than making him just the 'nicer one that everyone likes'. In a way, I like the notion of making Light a shadow archetype to Dark, mostly because it's funny to think of and it makes them play off each other so much better in my mind. Where Dark is more insecure, Light is settled into who he is, where Dark is more open to outside influences, Light is more centered and less likely to let things get to him.

Them being brothers also makes their conflict interesting, because if anyone's had siblings, Lord knows they're gonna conflict over something. It probably doesn't help that Light and Dark can only spend so much time around each other due to their situation. So you have Light seeing how his brother is drawing away and getting more combative and, well, alright then, Dark, if you wanna be a jerk, you can be a jerk. Though I don't think Light's oblivious to what's going on, or maybe why. He, just like everyone else, kind of underestimates the problem.

The big part of the plot, apart from the time travel, that I would change is the scene where Sweet Dreams and Orion go into his dream to find Dark. Firstly, especially when looking back on it, I feel like they kind of skated over the fact that Dark, y'know, tried to wipe himself off the face of the earth on purpose. I know that it's kept tame for the kiddos, but maybe have a moment where Dark has to be drawn out of his own emotional muck, maybe in a quite literal sense. The lack of time travel also means that Dreams gets a bigger role, and if Orion is directly addressing the things that Dark told him, then that might also open up Dreams to a lot of what's been bothering Dark, character interaction and her getting to reconnect with him. The Black Hole scene is fantastic, though maybe a bit more lead-in with the earlier bits, and keep in mind Dark's character arc.

Ultimately, given where the plot goes, I like the fact that there is conflict between Dark and the other night entities, especially since we've been building up to that with Orion's intro, but maybe change it a little. Like, you can't tell me these guys have never seen what things look like in the day before. Maybe instead of them being just you're holding us back from experiencing a good thing because of what you are, Dark it turns into we're sick and tired of watching you continually get yourself into trouble because of what other people say about you, especially now that you're jumping down Orion's throat just because he expressed a contrary opinion. Because if we're going to talk about Dark being 'irresponsible', then we should also bring up the fact that he kind of implodes on Orion, a kid, as a result of the conversation with the other entities where he discusses daytime and why he likes it. Now, we the audience and Orion, know why he's doing that, but the other night entities might not fully grasp the scope of why this is happening. In their minds Dark might've just gone from okay, this insecurity is kind of annoying and interfering with our jobs to alright, now you're lashing out at people simply for saying they happen to prefer daytime, you're kind of just being a bully. Really gives you the chance to see how disconnected everyone's become, and feels like a better use of the Miscommunication Kills trope.

I also had a somewhat fun thought where the 'screw you Dark we're gonna go experience day without you holding us back' bit was a somewhat slapdash way of teaching Dark a lesson of sorts. A sort of alright, he wants to be a jerk, well, how about we show him what happens sort of thing. But this, again, coming out of issues where No One Is Saying The Things They Need To Say, so Dark's left stumbling and trying to explain. For extra oomph, maybe someone says something to the effect of your problems are not an excuse for bad behavior, maybe you should consider your actions have consequences? Bit of a thing that's harsher in hindsight, given what Dark decides to do as a result.

It definitely leads to some fun moments in retrospect. Not that the whole bit of the entities telling Dark that they appreciate him wasn't good, but, all things considered, and especially when harsh words are exchanged, maybe an apology is also needed. Admittedly though, this could go both ways, with the others apologizing to Dark for writing off his feelings and making him think they were abandoning him, and Dark apologizing for letting his not-so-great feelings take the fore, and also maybe not telling them about the scope of his worries depending on how the others take it. If he wasn't being fully honest, I can see some of the other entities, maybe Sweet Dreams, Quiet, and perhaps to a degree Unexplained Noises, Sleep, and Insomnia being like well, why didn't you SAY ANYTHING?! But, yeah, let's sit down and talk this mess out. It does also potentially bring them closer as friends (or more, if you wanna go that route).

Another fun thought, as a result of Dark getting BTFO'd by Light, does Light stop? Does he initially think no no no, he's just being dramatic, he's not actually and then...yep, turns out Dark did.

[gravesung]

there's a wide grin that settles across his lips as he holds out a gift bag; a gaudy ass pink with faux fur lining. maybe he's a nuisance, and he makes himself one, but this is the most alive he's felt in a long time. "c'mon then, open up your gift birthday boy!" there's apprehension on orion's face, but it's rude to not accept the gift and they both know it: so fingers dig into the bag, pulling out the pink glittery object, face absolutely draining of color. ryomen's grin only widens. "it's so you can go fuck yourself!"

aisa twins birthday [ dec 21 ] shenanigans! | ACCEPTING.

❝ WOW, THANKS! JUST WHAT i've always wanted! ❞ he proceeds to dart in as fast as he can to try to whack sukuna right in the nose with it.

[agoobersretreat]

The muscles surrounding Shinobu's eyes folded onto themselves, lifting her upper lips to reveal her elongated, honed fangs while her eyelids snapped over her vision. She pulled her head down with a squeaking hiss out of teeth, her arm jerked upward and shuddered in place, and her fist slid off of her shoulder. The hiss soon transitioned into a rattling growl that forced her cheeks to peel themselves from the enclosed row of ivory razors. The pauses between each of pants decreased with each one that was uttered toward Miq, enshrouding her visage with a vapor which rose past her the spades of flesh that jut out from her head's sides.

Shinobu "unlodged" her fist from the top of her shoulder and swept it through the air ahead of her while her exposed palm reclined to her side. They both furled their fingers into pointed hooks, the ends of her fingernails protruding through the ragged holes at the tips of her gloves. Her heels thrust themselves into the cement underneath her and, with a stinging yelp which pierced through Miq's hair and the illumination of her blonde hair, Shinobu's thighs tensed themselves and launched her off of the ground.

Soaring off the ground as a flashing streak, she crashed into Miq with a smack that streaked away from their chests and wobbled Shinobu's as they pressed against the human's. Perhaps Miq might even notice a large, flabby pouch poking against her own and mashing against the bottoms of their breasts. Accompanying the echoing smack was the eruption of pebbles which launched away from her heels, pelting the ground with rapid clacks while a cloud of dust arose from her dress as it waved into the air alongside her hair, which has now dulled itself to enwreath its follicles with the lucent moonlight. Her legs, with an occasional twitch, rose Shinobu's torso above the ground as it curved toward its horizontal orientation.

Her arms snapped against Miq's back, her fingers grasping into a pudgy roll above her stomach while the former compressed themselves against the solid walls underneath it. Shinobu's eyelids trembled as they compressed against themselves. Her hair trickled onto the floor from her head, its tips bracing against the cement and obscuring the left side of Miq's hair from any potential spectators. Her dress fluttered downward, wilting against the back of her legs and blowing the dust drifting around them to her front. Constant, humid gusts swelled Shinobu's neck against Miq's and blew onto her nape, caking it with a slim layer of dew and puffing the billowing dust away from her visage.

As Shinobu pressed her arms deeper into Miq's rolls and her fingers curled within them, the pauses of her breath increased and her eyelids gradually pulled themselves apart, leaving her eyes to stare at the scattered leaves, twigs, and rubbish on the floor her body hovered above while Miq's presumably gazed at the bright specks illuminating the vacant, black sheet which was spread above them. Shinobu inhaled a considerable amount of air that was expelled with the loosening of her arms. Her eyelids partially draped over her irises before she lifted her head from Miq's shoulder to position her mouth over her ear.

"Disregard the prattle I uttered to you earlier. I'm entirely knowledgeable regarding the reason why humans choose to approach irrefutable threats to their existences. They can sometimes find them to be elusive in a way that beckons them to discover what their mere beings are. It has the potential to result in them voluntarily offering their lives to them. The thought of a human abandoning what has defined their life to offer themselves unto me with a lack of justification… To surrender the status of their entire character to one who's capable of eradicating it with immense ease… It… It's a thought that has continued to scald my psyche after 500… 600 years."

It all happened in the blink of an eye. Before she knew it, Shinobu had immediately closed the distance between them and had her arm wrapped around her. They were also so squished up against each other and it was starting to drive her nuts with all this pressure on each other's bodies. She could feel her temperature rising and her nerves being flustered.

But then she listens to Shinobu's admittance while they're so close together like this, sighing so heavily as she feels the tension release. However, she's now quick to wrap her own arm around the back of the vampiress' body to hold her close and genuinely move to give her a proper hug.

"Hey, it's okay. It'll be okay, at least, between us. I seek out the threats because I wish to not be threatening, myself. I seek out those threats because sometimes that's all they are, threats. And sometimes I seek them out because...even those who make threats still need friends or loved ones. And hey, I'm not picky about being either for them, ehehehe~."

She gives a few soft puffs as she collects herself, moving to rub Shinobu's back gently and supportively as they hold onto each other like this. Miq's deep blue irises found their mark in Shinobu's golden ones. So kind. So soft. How can someone just so easily forgive and allow those to hold power over her so nonchalantly? Perhaps there's more to her than meets the eye, as well. Paranormal and supernatural things seem to attract each other, as it is.

[gravesung-moving]

— seph-twin spiderverse fuckery, go!

@harerazor — charon.

A LONG, LONG, LONG PAUSE. loooooooooooooooong pause. he blinks, squints a singular eye, checks his fingers to make sure he's awake.

❝ is this a prank? there sure as hell aren't three of us. ❞

[johnnyxwagner]

starter for @orionxblakewood

location: uptown books

Johnny had plenty of people at his and Stevie's home to help Stevie out. So, Johnny took it upon himself to get some of the outside errands done. They needed groceries and there were a few books that he needed to return. Though he knew he could have given them to his father to take back, Johnny thought people in his life were doing enough as it was. He had taken Naomi, the twins capable of staying out of the way while he came to run errands. Stepping into the bookstore, he spotted Orion, "Hey," he smiled, walking up to the desk, "I just need to get these returned. We got some baby books and turns out it's like our third copy."

[aliyebalik]

closed starter for @orionxblakewood at the treasure chest

It had been awhile since the last time she'd seen Orion at the beach, the sight of the now familiar man bringing a grin to Aliye's face as she wandered through the aisles at the Treasure Chest. She didn't need anything, but she was having a good time just browsing through whatever happened to be there. "Orion, hey man, how are ya?" she called out, shifting around the aisles to make her way over towards him. They were in an aisle that had various housewares and knick knacks, along with some pretty cool paintings, prompting a tilt of Aliye's head as she looked back towards him. "You ever consider selling any of the artwork you do? I bet it'd do really well here with all the like local scenery and stuff."

[formorethananame]

@mere-lullaby, continued from here

Orion sighed softly as Sirena pulled away, eyes warm. Silver bled into the dark brown of his irises. With her, he could be himself - his true self, a creature from the depths of the ocean, made of broken bits of coral and magic the world couldn’t comprehend. 

Her touch still lingered on his skin, and Orion couldn’t help but move closer to Sirena. He could sense the playfulness in her voice, but they both knew that she wasn’t exactly the most honest being on the planet.

Still, Orion reached up to fix Sirena’s hair, an absent habit of is. “I know, I know,” he sighed. “I’ve been busy. People further up the state have been offering me gigs.” He smiled just so. “I’m in high demand right now, but I’m back home. Promise.”

[laertesthelocalstranger]

LAERTES WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING FOR ELS BIRTHDAY

ITS ELIS BIRTHDAY?