#salty plays eos

[waywardsalt]

returning to explorers of sky finally and i suspect that after a bit over 30 hours of play time im like. 20% through the story? ive got like three little icons on my save file

[astranite]

WIP the-Wednesdays-just-keep-coming-dont-they?

Havent done one of these in a while, mostly because I havent had the brainspace to write much with my life being very much on fire.

So, have some fun, fluff, all the Tracies (including Kayo!) and siblingly banter!!! It's all very silly, not at all scary and rather on theme for spooky season!!

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--Set after the Ghost Ship episode!

John really hoped that Scott and Kayo had forgotten about his and Alan’s whole ‘maybe, possibly, just a tiny bit absolutely terrified of ghosts,’ slip up on the comms. 

He really thought they had. Until the next family movie night. 

To set the scene: it was a cool, pleasant evening on Tracy Island. John was down from Five and the fresh breeze was a welcome change from recycled air. All the family was piled onto couches, well except for Grandma and Brains who were in his lab making enthusiastic upgrades to the already far too overpowered oven. 

Gordon and Virgil were squabbling over whether sweet or salty popcorn was the better flavour, while eating from a bowl mixed of both, like they did every time. Gordon preferred salty, likening it to the unfortunate comparison of celery crunch bars despite the two bearing little resemblance. Virgil vehemently argued for sweet ever since he had discovered coffee caramel popcorn.

Scott attempted to mediate without getting kicked by Virgil’s feet on his lap as the family tank lunged to get the fish in a headlock. Alan egged all parties on. Kayo delicately plucked the popcorn bowl from amid the fray and joined John where he watched from the relative safety of the other sofa.

He took a handful of kernels from Kayo, shaking his head at the antics of the others. Every time. The same argument played out, when the two of them actually preferred both flavours mixed in the same bowl. Why, John didn't know. He tolerated it for the free pre-movie entertainment though.

 Finally, everyone got settled. Scott sat between two pouting brothers who before the end of the movie would be snuggled up together, half falling asleep. Alan fetched frozen peas for what John suspected was more likely for Virgil’s bruised pride than injury from Gordon’s lumpy elbows, while Gordon was consoled over the indignity of being sat on at one point by the heavy lifter. Then more popcorn for reparations, when they noticed the missing bowl and Kayo’s smug expression. 

John stretched out on the couch, while the others were crowded on the next one. Kayo was perched above him, in reach of their bowl of popcorn. They all would move about through the movie, because no one round here could sit still for a whole hour-and-a-half minimum, and the hugs had to be shared around.

“So, what are we watching?” John asked, completely in ignorance of the forthcoming answers.

“Nemo! Or Moana! Blue Planet!” Gordon screeched, because he always quick to suggest marine themed ones at every turn in hopes someone would fall for it.

“It’s not even his turn,” Alan grumbled. “What about something with zombies? Not more boring fish.”

Gordon gasped, “An affront upon my friends! The kraken will have you for that!”

John rolled his eyes at the typical tinies dramatics. 

“Alan, you picked last time,” Virgil said, totally reasonably except for his stage whisper to Gordon of, “Get him, Squid!”

Aaand they were back in kahoots. Not even a record for the timing. 

Alan appealed to Scott to protect him with big, blue puppy eyes, and got away with it because he was still the baby of the family. Despite how he complained about ‘smothering older brothers,’ he was very happy to use the privilege when it suited him.

Long suffereringly, Scott said, “Gords, you can’t drag Alan down to the watery depths, you’d be bored without your partner in crime.”

John watched on. Very well behavedly, without starting any fights or causing any trouble, he’d like to add. Because he was the sensible, responsible one of this bunch.

“Eos,” John asked his comm, “Who’s turn is it to choose what we watch?” 

Then he added, “You did say you wanted to watch the next Star Trek, like we talked about.” He didn't quite wink at her, but only because that wouldn't have been very subtle.

“It’s your turn to choose, of course, John,” Eos replied, loud enough everyone would hear, “Star Trek would be, as you put it, awesome.” 

John struggled to keep a straight face. “Then Star Trek it is,” he said with all the authoritative gravitas of Thunderbird Five.

Scott face palmed. 

John shrugged. “Worth a try.” 

Everyone’s voices rose to argue with him. 

“Really, Eos?” Virgil questioned the AI, staring foolishly at the ceiling.

Gordon protested,“We just had Star thingy, the week before Alan’s Zombie Apocalyspe Twenty or whatever.”

“Hey!” Alan came to defend the merits of Zombie Apocalyspe Twenty or whatever.

Scott looked betrayed by his supposedly second eldest brother. “Are you an adult or are you eight?”

John huffed, “I totally could have pulled this off when I was eight.” 

“Awww, clever ickle Johnny,” Gordon heckled. 

“Don’t call me Johnny, plankton.” The fish would soon be fish food if he kept trying it.

“Did I upset itty bitty baby Johnny?” 

“Joooohnyyyy,” Alan joined in, because he wanted to be causing trouble. 

John was one more mangled rendition of his name from tackling them both, gravity be damned.

“How many times do we have to say that using Eos to back up your claims does not make them any more valid when she can’t be objective about it?” Scott interjected, in an attempt from stopped things from getting out of hand.

“Few hundred more at least.” John grinned. He hadn't forgotten certain remarks though. 

General groans followed all round. And another face palm. Few more grey hairs and a red forehead for Scott was in order.

“This time happens to be my choice,” Kayo stated. Out of the blue and right on target.

In the shadow of those innocuous words, John missed the mischievous look his sister and eldest brother shared. How the very atmosphere changed.

In synch, they burst out together, “Ghost Busters!” 

They sung it. Loudly. Complete with catchy jingle.

Alan and John looked at each other in horror.

Ghosts.

[spotsupstuff]

If the iterators played dungeons and dragons, who would play and who would be the dungeon master?

you are asking someone who's never in her life played dnd uhhhhh... -squints- i can see any Iterator bein a dungeon master, i think. especially in the Eo group, choosing which one would be the DM is like choosing the genre of the whole game. Zeph would give ya some freedom fighting revolution story, Boreas smth about surviving in dystopian city (last post of today will explain), Fish either smth to do with a seaside location or uncovering religious secrets, Euros fighting against mythological creatures (proper fantasy oh thank fuck at least Someone), Notos some goth dark shit and with Haboob it would be smth Very multi-locational that starts off as a delivery mission and morphs into a detective story

the canon Iterators would prolly be the same except Pebs would wanna go back to work the whole time, Moon would be lowkey salty about it if this wasn't a game between strictly Iterators and Suns....... actually i take it back not every Iterator would DM Suns could Not. the best DMs outta 'em would be Nish n Wind cuz of their excitement about it. Innocence would try to somehow make it about her

[kairunatic]

Have you ever heard of World Flipper? It seems its a gacha that is going EOS and it has some furries but not sure if it was LGBT. Honestly I never played this one, but people are kinda salty on twitter about it "dying", which is a shame, but there are some that are complaining about Housamo still going and not WF, and i'm like, why do you want Housamo to close??? It was one of the first LGBT games for many furries and gays like me! I want it to keep going strong for even more years :/

Uhh no I haven't heard of WF I did I see people talk about it on Discord.

But yeah it seems to be going EOS

As for housamo still ongoing it's cause LW is just a small company so they don't need that much revenue to survive compared to WF which may be run by an even bigger company

Plus Housamo has still content to released and that's another thing that keeps it alive

[rahleeyah]

I am as devastated as I said I would be in my ask. Like, fuck, the fact that Barba is clearly going to know how this is going to hurt Liv and does it anyway just makes my heart hurt. I’m also genuinely thrown they would do this to his character.

i do think we're gonna get an explanation for this. there is the question of how much does rafa know, really - does he know that they suspect wheatley was behind the car accident, when he hasn't actually been accused of anything and that's just internal scuttlebutt between svu and oc that didn't seem to go anywhere? he does know that he's defending the man who is ultimately responsible for killing kathy stabler, but does he know, really, how much elliot means to liv? she doesn't mention him to rafa, ever. we know rafa knows a little bit about him, enough to know who he is, but he wasn't there in the immediate aftermath of elliot's departure. he doesn't know that's elliot's badge on the butt of liv's gun. he doesn't know what liv said to lewis about elliot, and lewis is a liar. he doesn't know how much time liv has been spending with el since he came back, how hard she's been trying to hold elliot and his family together. and he was around for Anthony Edwards's episode, so he's seen her interact with an old partner before and it was nothing like eo, he doesn't have a frame of reference for what this relationship really is. so what if he knows it's going to make liv angry and he gives her the head's up as a courtesy, but he doesn't actually have any idea the extent of the betrayal, and by the time he tells liv what he's doing it's too late to back out? he can't just abandon his client in the middle of a trial.

the thing is like. lawyers defend bad guys sometimes. rafa understands that. it isn't what he left svu to do, but there are a lot of different ways they could explain him having made this choice, and i'm interested to see their take on it. i'm really, really invested in seeing elliot + rafa + liv, especially with this extra layer of tension. i don't think tptb at svu are gonna implode the rafa/liv relationship for the sake of eo; rafa is a 2.0 creation and they are protective of their characters (not so much with the 1.0 characters; yes i am still salty about dana lewis why do you ask). i feel like whatever happens, they're gonna salvage liv and rafa's friendship. so i'm interested to see how that plays out.

[shaheenarnitipsyart]

Trapped in eternity

This is the 35th time joining @flashfictionfridayofficial​! Thanks for the very challenging prompt. 

Word Count: 1006

T/W: non

Lethe/Galan (they/them): demigod 

Eos (he/him): Lathe’s friend. Used to be a demigod

*italic as Lethe’s inner thoughts

Lethe was wandering in the old fortress, half crumbling and buried under the ivies. They stumbled on the roots of overgrown trees again. They sighed and looked at their scarred bare feet and then took eyes away from the swollen feet and looked at a blue ocean beyond the ruin. The waves reflected the harsh sunlight, glittering like a scattered mirror. Lethe felt a strong urge to dive into the sea however, they knew they could not. They had tried thousands of times,  but they always ended up at the starting point somehow.  

How many times had they wished to break free from this prison? Days and years did not have any meanings here - Lethe was trapped in eternity, left all alone. The salty wind from the sea was the only companion.  

Lethe pulled out a long hairpin from their messy bun and gazed at the cracked surface. It was missing the top half. This was a symbol of an unfulfilled promise. But what promise? Lethe felt bitterness in their mouth. It was something so dear to them, yet they could not remember anything. It was like catching a moon - seemingly close yet very far. Their desperately stretched hands would reach nothing but block the moonlight. 

It doesn’t matter now.  I forgot so many things, even my face. I have no idea what I look like now… 

Lethe closed their eyes, trying to recall what happened before they were bound to this doomed place. However, nothing came back to their mind. 

They opened their eyes slowly, gazing at the pale blue sky. They watched the pure blueness turning into purple and gold, and honey-coloured clouds melting into the orange horizon. 

The wind sang an ancient lullaby, so familiar but incomprehensible to Lethe. Nonetheless, Lethe liked to play a reed flute with the elegy of wind. They felt that simple yet poignant melody cleansed their exhausted soul. Lethe dozed off for a few minutes - or hours, or years? It did not matter to them. When they woke up, they would find themselves trapped in the same old ruin again. 

Suddenly Lethe heard a rustle - then a voice. In the world filled with the ethereal golden light of the setting sun, that voice sounded so unearthly. 

‘Finally.’

The voice came from behind the wall. 

Thunder-struck, Lethe was unable to utter a single word. Nobody had ever spoken to them for a long time. 

‘Finally. I found you.’

The mysterious person said it again, this time louder.

‘Who… are you?’

‘You don’t remember? Well.. fair enough. I came here to fulfil our promise.’

‘Promise…?’

Lethe murmured. Promise meant a lie, a pain, and nothing more. Lethe felt that person leaning on the other side of the wall. Only crumbling piles of stones were between them. So close, yet so far. 

‘Let me tell you a story, then.’

The person said softly. Lethe did not say anything, but the stranger carried on. 

‘Once upon a time, there was a brave, demigod warrior. They were not of noble birth, yet they won gods' trust and respect through their own effort. They would go a thousand miles to save their friends and allies. But that virtuous nature of the warrior led to a tragedy. They sacrificed themselves to save their foolish friend who broke the taboo.’

His voice quivered a bit. Lethe unconsciously touched the broken hairpin again, still listening.

‘The warrior was punished for the sin they did not commit. But that’s not the end of the story. The gods were merciful as they were touched by the braveness of the warrior.’

Lethe heard the stranger stand up.

‘Lethe - no, Galan, my old friend, please show yourself.’

Galan - that was the forgotten name of Lethe. They slowly turned towards the wall and saw the familiar face of his old friend, Eos, through the cracks. Strangely, Eos looked much younger than they remembered. Also, the clothes he was wearing were very strange. As their eyes met, memories came back to Lethe like a violent storm. 

‘Eos…’ 

Hundreds of years ago, young Eos spared the life of a mortal human who was lost in the world of immortals. That was forbidden - yet, Eos could not bring himself to kill a little human child. When it was discovered, Galan took the blame on themselves. They still remembered the cold gaze of the divine judges. The judges declared that Galan would lose status as a divine guard, and their memory was taken away with their name. 

‘Now, you live as Lethe ‘Oblivion’ for thousands of years, until your friend finds you.’

That was the last thing they heard. 

‘Come closer, Galan.’

Eos stretched his arm to reach out. In his hand was a broken hairpin - the missing half of Galan’s.

‘I lost immortality and… now I’m a human, living in the mortal world. I searched for you - not only in this life but also in the previous lives. I tracked the faint melody of your flute. You used to entertain the immortals with your flute, Galan.’

Galan nodded slowly. Hesitantly, they stepped towards the wall, also reaching out.

‘Take this piece of the hairpin. If you put both of them together, you’ll be free from this prison of eternity.’

Galan looked at the smiling face of their old friend. With trembling hands, they put them in one piece. Suddenly, the whole world vibrated, and Galan lost balance. Eos caught them before they hit the ground, but there was no need for that - Galan’s body was becoming translucent like a mist. 

‘Return to your world, my dear friend. Immortals and mortals cannot live among each other.’

Eos sadly looked at Galan. He could see the orange waves through Galan. 

‘Then, it’s my turn to find you, Eos.’

With this word, Galan melted in the air. Only the flute was left on the grass. 

Eos picked it up and carefully ran fingers on its smooth surface.

'Yes, find me, Galan, even if it takes another hundred years.'

@flashfictionfridayofficial​

[carewyncromwell]

Hello Tory! I hope i chose interesting questions for your characters, and also i'm hoping it's not too much for 1 ask :"D

Can i have 8, 43 and 50 for Carewyn; 26 and 37 for Jacob; and also 15 for both Lane and Jacob and 66 for Carewyn and Lane?

I wish you good day!🤍

Whew! These are all fantastic, sweetheart! 😘 Let's see now...

8. What is MC's weakness?

Carewyn has several, but the two big ones that tend to get her in trouble the most are her pride and her perfectionism, which often end up playing off each other in unpleasant ways. Carewyn has a lot of difficulty both accepting help from others and acknowledging that she needs help to begin with, and yet she also expects herself to do everything she tries perfectly. When she falls short of her own expectations, she then precedes to beat herself up about it forever, meaning she has a lot of unresolved self-loathing toward herself that she then feels all the more determined to mask and mitigate by doing things perfectly all on her own. And as you can imagine, that can become a cycle unless someone she loves steps in to remind her that everyone makes mistakes and it's not right that she abuse herself simply for being human.

43. What's MC's favorite summer activity?

Carewyn loves the ocean. When she was little, Jacob took her to the beach one summer, and she fell absolutely in love with the smell of the salty air and the sounds of the waves crashing upon the shore, and she spent most of the day with her shoes off, wading in the water. Now as an adult, it's one of her favorite places to visit with Orion and/or Erik and Eos.

50. What would MC think of you?

*chuckles darkly* I think Carewyn wouldn't love having anyone writing her story or the stories of the ones she loves, so she would definitely be uber mistrustful of me. If we're just talking personality-wise, she would probably be more okay with me -- I could see her being reminded of her other half Orion interacting with me, since both Orion and I are dreamy, philosophical, live-one-day-at-a-time INFP types. Plus we share a lot of musical interests in common.

26. What's MCs favourite part of the Creature Reserve? (Grasslands, Forest, etc.)

I could see Jacob liking the Dark Forest best -- a lot of the most dangerous and rarest creatures are there!

37. What is MC's most frequently used spell?

Reparo. Although Jacob's area of expertise is Transfiguration, he ends up using the Repairing Charm a lot, both because of things he fixed and otherwise -- he likes solving people's problems.

15. What is MC's element?

Jacob is fire, while Lane is air! I actually once did a set of ATLA-inspired moodboards for Carewyn, Jacob, and Lane delving into this.

66. Does MC have some habits?

Carewyn organizes her closet by naming every single piece in it and grouping them together with like-minded pieces. It's something both Jacob and later Bill tease her about.

Lane has books in just about every room in her house, which she'll leave in that room and only read in that room and in that specific spot. Her most infamous "book spot" is on the window ledge next to her armchair -- that book usually tends to be longer than the rest, since Lane loves reading by natural sunlight more than lamps and so will spend her days off reading in that chair for an hour at a time.

MC Ask!

[waywardsalt]

always a fan of riolu randomly using focus blast and sniping some pokemon i didn't notice across the room

[askthechaoticcharacters]

Mod Kou’s Intro~

Hihi all!! My name is Kou (also been called Crimson/Crispy), and I’m one of the mods of this lovely little chaotic blog! 

A little bit about me, I am a tiny, anxious fire bunny who loves music, drawing, and worldbuilding! (eh,, I’m always really bad at listing likes and dislikes lkgfgfk) I am very very terrified of spiders and I cannot, for the life of me, confront people. My main blog is @crimsonsolace and my art blog is @bunny-arts !!  I’ll most likely be answering asks with drawings and stuff ^^

Anyways, enough about me... Time to meet my characters! I’m gonna put them under a read more (which I just figured out how to do, yay!) so you don’t get floodedkdfslk 

Uh. be prepared for a lot of text. I’m so sorry. I got carried away. 

Earth Chat

Crimzon - A guardian Demon, born with only the reason to protect others in war. She came to Earth with no clear purpose, worried her illness would take her over and kill her before she found someone to serve. But, thankfully! She found a child, Willow, out on the streets with no caretakers! Despite being awful with children, she took matters into her own hands and now protects Willow as she searches for proper parents for the child! 

Trilis - Riil’s ‘mother’, having fled to Earth after their family was killed by a group of vampires. Though not actually their mother, Trilis is Riil’s Mom’s cousin, and they took it as their responsibility to care for the child, even though they have a deadly illness that will soon take their life. Unfortunately, Riil knows nothing of their dead family nor Trilis’s illness.. Oh! They also have an adopted child, Melody, and are good friends with Eos! They are,,, the Mama Demon that you NEVER mess with. terrifying.. uses a spear with a leaf etched on its blade.. other stuff,

Teen!Riil - The teenage version of Riil, a salty demon whose best friend is Beep! They refuse to go anywhere without either their mother (Trilis) or Beep with them unless they’re horribly upset, and can tend to get jealous when they see another child with their mother. They’re also very willing to throw down for their bestie, even if they wont admit he’s their best friendkfflkkfjgfd 

Universe - The goddess of the universe, a tall, joyful, kind woman! Married to Eos, her child is Osiris, she lives a happy life with her family and works at a lab! I dunno if there’s much to say on her, honestly,, 

Teen!Osiris - A teenage version of Osiris! Child of Universe and Eos, she’s like.. 16 here? They are very playful, still curious as ever, but is terrified of learning how to fly and sort of procrastinates on learning her magic and stuff. They’re a very childish life god ^^;

Faura + Ufio - FAURA! The, uh. Meme master and fourth-wall breaker of my bunch- She’s a witch who came to Earth to break free of her chains back home, and now runs Faura’s Bakery! She has a special interest in tech, after finding her best bud Ufio- which is a small UFO that she’s been fixing up ever since she found him in a junkyard! She’s also really, really clumsy,

Helroe + Gaser - The parents of Ainara, who brought her to Earth to punish her for attempting to run away. Both are magic users who force the same profession on Ain, despite the fact she’s always had difficulties with magic. They are cold, harsh, and often would refuse her food if she couldn’t study properly. They are bastards(tm) 

Earth!Ainara - This Ain is a mouse, and extra tiny! She’s also a magic user instead of an axe user, and is much more easily startled than the normal Ain. Thankfully, she was rescued and taken in by Axis, and now she lives with him sorta! Oh also she can turn into a littol mouse,

DnD Chat

Elyscia - An Elf bard who plays harp, violin, and piano! She’s elegant, glittery, and very charismatic! Has an adopted child, Connor, and a girlfriend, Nathala :> She’s... probably one of my most sane characters ngl. Oh also she’s 7′5-

Shizue - A Mermaid sorceress, doomed to be lost in the woods forever... The silly Mermaid has a very low attention span, and gets distracted by anything and everything very quickly! She’s seen with her big pet guinea pig, Chonk! 

Ainara - A Gnome barbarian wielding a giant axe, two handaxes, and a boomerang axe! Ran from her abusive parents and met her master Faerghis, who took her in and taught her how to use her weapons! However, they died, and she ended up in the forest of the DnD chat where she met her current best friend, Axis, and her adopted child, Willow! She is Feral Gnome.

DnD!Riil - Less than a year old, this Riil lost most of their family in an attack, found and saved by Roisin, their new mother. The small demon has made a dragon friend who they named Xilr, after their late brother, and a friend named Beep! 

Aav - The only other member of Riil’s family that survived, Aav is a sorrowful demon who only misses her siblings and her parents. She stays with Riil and Roisin, rarely speaking- but she’s a fast and silent demon with a gun, so don’t mess with her or her new family! 

DnD!Osiris - A young life god, the daughter of Universe and Eos! They are curious, love hair, and hates the fact their mom tries to cover their inhuman features with a cloak- but really, that’s only for their safety. Their token baby phrase is “BWBWBWBWBWBWB” and that is all you need to know 

DnD!Universe (Hevasrra) - The goddess of the universe, yet here she’s very disguised- hiding her normal godlike features under a more humanlike appearance. She also goes by her ‘true’ name rather than the one she prefers. Her wife is Eos, her child is Osiris! She’s a,, lot more on edge in this chat

Space Chat

Crimson - A nervous human(?) who came to the ship to escape her step-father, Crimson is sort of... Like a persona? But honestly, not really ^^; Her (best? Maybe?) friend is Tone (it is an important rule to know that if she dies, so does he,) and her enemy is Impo!Riil, who keeps trying to attack her! yay.. 

Impo!Riil - That’s right- an Imposter version of Riil! This is a version of them who found out about the fact Trilis was not their real mother, and they flew into a rage and killed them. Due to this, they turned to delusions, calling and talking to their spear as if it were “Mom”. It’s quite easy to tick them off, and once you do, they’ll become blinded by rage and try to attack you,, According to Blue. They need therapy badly

[achaosfilledworld]

Mod Kou’s Intro~

Hihi all!! My name is Kou (also been called Crimson/Crispy), and I’m one of the mods of this lovely little chaotic blog! 

A little bit about me, I am a tiny, anxious fire bunny who loves music, drawing, and worldbuilding! (eh,, I’m always really bad at listing likes and dislikes lkgfgfk) I am very very terrified of spiders and I cannot, for the life of me, confront people. My main blog is @crimsonsolace and my art blog is @bunny-arts !!  I’ll most likely be answering asks with drawings and stuff ^^

Anyways, enough about me... Time to meet my characters! I’m gonna put them under a read more (which I just figured out how to do, yay!) so you don’t get floodedkdfslk 

Uh. be prepared for a lot of text. I’m so sorry. I got carried away. 

Earth Chat

Crimzon - A guardian Demon, born with only the reason to protect others in war. She came to Earth with no clear purpose, worried her illness would take her over and kill her before she found someone to serve. But, thankfully! She found a child, Willow, out on the streets with no caretakers! Despite being awful with children, she took matters into her own hands and now protects Willow as she searches for proper parents for the child! 

Trilis - Riil’s ‘mother’, having fled to Earth after their family was killed by a group of vampires. Though not actually their mother, Trilis is Riil’s Mom’s cousin, and they took it as their responsibility to care for the child, even though they have a deadly illness that will soon take their life. Unfortunately, Riil knows nothing of their dead family nor Trilis’s illness.. Oh! They also have an adopted child, Melody, and are good friends with Eos! They are,,, the Mama Demon that you NEVER mess with. terrifying.. uses a spear with a leaf etched on its blade.. other stuff,

Teen!Riil - The teenage version of Riil, a salty demon whose best friend is Beep! They refuse to go anywhere without either their mother (Trilis) or Beep with them unless they’re horribly upset, and can tend to get jealous when they see another child with their mother. They’re also very willing to throw down for their bestie, even if they wont admit he’s their best friendkfflkkfjgfd 

Universe - The goddess of the universe, a tall, joyful, kind woman! Married to Eos, her child is Osiris, she lives a happy life with her family and works at a lab! I dunno if there’s much to say on her, honestly,, 

Teen!Osiris - A teenage version of Osiris! Child of Universe and Eos, she’s like.. 16 here? They are very playful, still curious as ever, but is terrified of learning how to fly and sort of procrastinates on learning her magic and stuff. They’re a very childish life god ^^;

Faura + Ufio - FAURA! The, uh. Meme master and fourth-wall breaker of my bunch- She’s a witch who came to Earth to break free of her chains back home, and now runs Faura’s Bakery! She has a special interest in tech, after finding her best bud Ufio- which is a small UFO that she’s been fixing up ever since she found him in a junkyard! She’s also really, really clumsy,

Helroe + Gaser - The parents of Ainara, who brought her to Earth to punish her for attempting to run away. Both are magic users who force the same profession on Ain, despite the fact she’s always had difficulties with magic. They are cold, harsh, and often would refuse her food if she couldn’t study properly. They are bastards(tm) 

Earth!Ainara - This Ain is a mouse, and extra tiny! She’s also a magic user instead of an axe user, and is much more easily startled than the normal Ain. Thankfully, she was rescued and taken in by Axis, and now she lives with him sorta! Oh also she can turn into a littol mouse,

DnD Chat

Elyscia - An Elf bard who plays harp, violin, and piano! She’s elegant, glittery, and very charismatic! Has an adopted child, Connor, and a girlfriend, Nathala :> She’s... probably one of my most sane characters ngl. Oh also she’s 7′5-

Shizue - A Mermaid sorceress, doomed to be lost in the woods forever... The silly Mermaid has a very low attention span, and gets distracted by anything and everything very quickly! She’s seen with her big pet guinea pig, Chonk! 

Ainara - A Gnome barbarian wielding a giant axe, two handaxes, and a boomerang axe! Ran from her abusive parents and met her master Faerghis, who took her in and taught her how to use her weapons! However, they died, and she ended up in the forest of the DnD chat where she met her current best friend, Axis, and her adopted child, Willow! She is Feral Gnome.

DnD!Riil - Less than a year old, this Riil lost most of their family in an attack, found and saved by Roisin, their new mother. The small demon has made a dragon friend who they named Xilr, after their late brother, and a friend named Beep! 

Aav - The only other member of Riil’s family that survived, Aav is a sorrowful demon who only misses her siblings and her parents. She stays with Riil and Roisin, rarely speaking- but she’s a fast and silent demon with a gun, so don’t mess with her or her new family! 

DnD!Osiris - A young life god, the daughter of Universe and Eos! They are curious, love hair, and hates the fact their mom tries to cover their inhuman features with a cloak- but really, that’s only for their safety. Their token baby phrase is “BWBWBWBWBWBWB” and that is all you need to know 

DnD!Universe (Hevasrra) - The goddess of the universe, yet here she’s very disguised- hiding her normal godlike features under a more humanlike appearance. She also goes by her ‘true’ name rather than the one she prefers. Her wife is Eos, her child is Osiris! She’s a,, lot more on edge in this chat

Space Chat

Crimson - A nervous human(?) who came to the ship to escape her step-father, Crimson is sort of... Like a persona? But honestly, not really ^^; Her (best? Maybe?) friend is Tone (it is an important rule to know that if she dies, so does he,) and her enemy is Impo!Riil, who keeps trying to attack her! yay.. 

Impo!Riil - That’s right- an Imposter version of Riil! This is a version of them who found out about the fact Trilis was not their real mother, and they flew into a rage and killed them. Due to this, they turned to delusions, calling and talking to their spear as if it were “Mom”. It’s quite easy to tick them off, and once you do, they’ll become blinded by rage and try to attack you,, According to Blue. They need therapy badly

[hedwigstalons]

FabFiveFeb - John

And so the series concludes.  Thank you @gumnut-logic for the prompts and the challenge.  I was impatiently awaiting the space boy but maybe you were just saving the best brother until last.  

This offering uses the prompts of ‘concrete’, ‘paper’ and ‘soft caress’

xoxoxox

It was meant to be a simple evacuation exercise. Ordinarily Thunderbird Three would not be sent up single-manned but with Scott, Virgil and Gordon all out at various rescues already, and Kayo off on a mission for the GDF, they hadn’t had much choice.  An asteroid mining rig was malfunctioning, as was the crew’s shuttle, and so Alan had been dispatched to play taxi service.  A quick round trip to the rock to pick up the stranded crew.

 Easy.  

The crew was evidently resourceful at making repairs and by the time Thunderbird Three had arrived the shuttle and her crew were making a hasty retreat from their malfunctioning and volatile machinery. He hailed them cheerily over the comms and received thanks and apologies for his own wasted trip in return.  That should have been the end of it.  One more false alarm marked up in the log book.

 There was one problem.

 The mining rig should have had a mandatory minimum operational crew of six but only five personnel were in the shuttle.

 Alan touched down on the surface of the asteroid. Years of dedication and devotion to saving lives meant that he couldn’t trust it was just an administration error. His conscious wouldn’t allow him to head for home if one poor soul was stranded somewhere on that inhospitable rock. He radioed his intent to John and received acknowledgement of his plan in return.  After giving his assurances that of course he would be careful, and of course he knew the call out what because the equipment was malfunctioning, Alan headed over to the machinery housing.

 Alan cautiously made his way through the mining complex.  It was a small affair; aside from the drill room there was just a crew bunk house and life support facilities giving small comfort to the personnel who called that asteroid both home and work for six months at a time.  He called out as he went but any response would have been drowned out by the hideous noises being made by the drill.  The crew had been unable to shut the equipment down before departing.  

 It was easy to see that the living quarters were empty. The rooms were sparse and the comforts minimal.  The operating company evidently didn’t think much to investing in the welfare of their staff.

 He headed cautiously into the drill room.  

 It seemed there hadn’t been much investment here either. The equipment was archaic and in a poor state of repair.  Parts crunched together and groaned ominously.  In one area repairs had been attempted by holding parts in place with zip ties.  

 Seriously, who used zip ties on a mining rig?

 Alan skirted cautiously round the machinery, not prepared to leave until he was sure there was no one else left.  The drill was making tortured screams.  Gears and coils strained under the pressure of operating out of alignment.  Emergency shut down had failed as the operation fought back against years of neglect and running on a shoestring.  

 Speaking of shoestrings, was that pipe held in place by a boot lace?

 The screams were replaced by a guttural juddering sound as cogs meshed together.  Banging and clanking indicated parts locking then slipping past each other again.  The drill rig was now shaking ominously and Alan realised the time had come to evacuate.  There was no sign of a sixth crew member and Alan doubted one had ever been present.  Yet another space code violation to add to the list.

 Shoddy record keeping.

 Shoddy maintenance.

 He never made it back to the door.  The overloaded system could no longer contain the increasing pressure and the machinery failed in spectacular fashion.  Chunks of metal were ejected violently from the drill rig. The air became filled with deadly projectiles.  Cogs flew through the air with enough force to smash through concrete.

 Just as well Alan’s chest plate was stronger than concrete.

 Silence fell.

 “Come in Thunderbird Three.  What is your status?”

 The explosion then ominous silence had been clearly audible over the open comms line.

 John tried reaching his brother again.

 “Alan!  Alan, talk to me!”

 It felt like an eternity before the weak voice answered his hail.

 “ ‘m…ok…John.  Just…a bit…battered.”

 A bit battered was an understatement.  His arms and legs felt bruised but his biggest concern was the pain in his chest.  One particularly aggressive missile had hit his left side and slammed him into the wall. The chest plate itself had buckled under the impact and was now pressing into him in a way that could only mean broken ribs.  He knew he should feel lucky.  Without his armour plating the impact would certainly have killed him.

 He didn’t feel lucky.

 All he could feel was a world of pain.

 He tried to move but the intense stabbing sensation in his side issued a firm warning that moving was a bad idea.  He settled back against the wall into which he had been thrown and tried to regain his composure.

 Deep, steadying breaths to help push through the pain.

 Except he couldn’t.

 Inhaling felt beyond his abilities.  He could only manage short, ragged breaths that brought no relief.  Oxygen, so precious in the voids of space, felt to be in short supply.  He found himself panting rapidly but each breath was too shallow and the waves of dizziness and nausea just increased.  He was alone with no one to help him.  Tears rolled down his cheeks, a salty mix of fear and pain.

 xoxoxox

 Some people might think that operating Thunderbird Five was the easiest of the International Rescue roles.  

 Those people would be wrong.

 Coordinating rescues could be hard.  

 Hearing brothers injured and in pain and not being able to a thing about it.  Immersed in the action yet removed and isolated.  Helpless.  Impotent. A bystander looking at the devastation from the outside.  Unable to reach out.  Unable to turn away.  That was the hardest job of all.

 “John.  I’m registering a deterioration in Thunderbird Three’s vital signs.”

 He didn’t need the observations of the AI to know that Alan was in a bad way.

 “I know, Eos.”

 “Thunderbirds One, Two and Four have returned to base.”

 “I know, Eos.”

 “John, you are showing signs of distress.  Your heart rate, blood pressure and cortisol levels are showing significant elevations.”

 “I know, Eos!”

 He didn’t mean to shout.  He knew she was only doing the job she was programmed to do; keeping a watching eye on himself and his brothers.  It was so deeply ingrained into her subroutines.  A permanent watch that always occupied a portion of her processors no matter what else she was doing.  But at the moment her observations were not helpful.  He was all too aware that one sibling was hurt and the others had no way of reaching him.

 He pinched the bridge of his nose and screwed up his eyes slightly.  

 It didn’t help.

 “Eos, plot the course to asteroid JX387.”

 The AI knew better than to point out that Thunderbird Five was not designed as a long range ship.  She had the capabilities to complete the journey and that was all that mattered.  The usually dormant thrusters sprang into life and commenced the task of propelling the satellite toward her stranded sister craft.

 When the admission of fear came through the comms from his youngest brother, in a voice that was wavering and betrayed his tender years, John’s heart broke.  It was one thing to provide reassurances to strangers but quite another when your own flesh and blood were involved.

 Flesh and blood.

 The words conjured up vivid imaginings of what he might find when he finally reached the asteroid.

 “Alan, I need you to stay with me.”

 “John?”

 “I’m here Alan.”

 “I’m…scared.”

 The voice over the comms was strained and week. The shallow, laboured breathing picked up clearly by the sensitive microphone built into Alan’s helmet.   The life signs being monitored by Eos were registering an accelerated heart rate.

 “I know, Allie.  I’m coming for you.”

 John wasn’t normally one for pet names but there was something about that voice, so raw and vulnerable, the reminded him of the five year old that used to seek him out after a nightmare to be soothed by stories of the stars that now surrounded them both.

 Determination flooded his system.  Concentrating on the task in hand he piloted Thunderbird Five over to the part of the solar system currently occupied by his youngest sibling.

 xoxoxox

 Once in range of the asteroid and it’s now failed mining operation John donned his exosuit and exited Thunderbird Five.  The rock was bleak and the facilities on it were uninviting.  Thunderbird Three stood near the drilling base, cold and still.  Her striking red hull providing the only splash of colour in that grim landscape.

 He cautiously entered the complex and headed for the drill rig where the vital signs monitor was registering the presence of a brother who was thankfully still alive.  All caution was abandoned and John broke into as much of a run as the exosuit would allow when he spied the blue suited figure on the floor.

 “You…came.”

 “I promised I would.”

 “Gonna…need…new…suit.”

 John took in the damage to the armour plating and inwardly winced.  The whole of Alan’s left side was now a concave hollow.  Broken ribs were a given and the shallow, laboured breathing suggested a punctured lung too.

 “Don’t try to talk.  You can put your uniform order in to Scott when we get home.”

 Speaking of getting home that was going to be easier said than done.  Moving Alan was going to be a painful business and his condition suggested that a transfer to Thunderbird Five would be too risky.

 A new voice over the comms intruded on his thought.

 “John, status report.”

 Big brother, his own rescue on Earth now concluded, had evidently been appraised of the situation by Eos.  

 “I’m with Alan now.  He’s…”  John racked his brains for the right way to phrase things.  He wanted to be honest but he also knew Alan could hear every word he was saying.  “He’s taken a significant impact but he’s conscious and responding well.”

 “Hey…Scott…I’m…a…tough…nut…to…crack.”

 “You sure are, kid.”

 “I’m going to bring him home.  The sooner he gets medical attention the better.”

 “Five then the space elevator?”

 “No, the med-bed on Three will be more comfortable.”

 “Hmm.  When was the last time you flew Three?”

 “Simulated or solid state?”  This was the last thing he needed.  Alan had enough to worry about without doubts being cast on his piloting abilities.  “Look Scott. Trust me on this.”

 “Not…leaving…my…rocket…behind.”

  John couldn’t help but smile.

 “See, even Alan agrees.  I’ll see you back at base.  You can prepare the infirmary.”

 “FAB”

 John cut the connection to Tracy Island and instructed Eos to keep that line as receive only.  He didn’t want to shut Scott out completely but transferring Alan was going to be a painful business. Without knowing the state of his lungs John didn’t want to risk administering the wrong dose of painkiller and he didn’t want the inevitable cries from Alan being broadcast to an already worried smother hen.

 “Time to get moving kid.  Now I’m really sorry but this is going to hurt.”

 Alan gave a slight nod of acknowledgement and gritted his teeth for the inevitable.

 The choked back whimper as Alan was lifted into a bridal hold cut John to the core.  The kid was being so damn brave.  

 It was time to complete the painful journey back to Earth.

 xoxoxox

 The damaged chest plate lay discarded at the side of the infirmary.  The misshapen armour a chilling reminder of the dangers they faced every time they launched.

 John ran his fingers through his youngest brother’s hair in a soft caress.  It was about the only part of the young astronaut that wasn’t bruised, thanks to his helmet which he had wisely kept on while on the asteroid.  Eyes flickered open at the touch.

 “See…”  The voice was still breathy and strained.  “Tough…nut…to…crack.”

 The damage scans and x-rays had revealed three broken ribs and a lung that was partially collapsed but thankfully not punctured. He would heal in time but it could easily have been a lot worse.  John made a mental note to personally thank Brains for designing Alan’s uniform with such tough shielding.  He also made a note to throw the book at the drill operators; the whole set-up had been a disaster waiting to happen with corners cut and rules broken at every opportunity.  The company wouldn’t be operating in space for a very long time once he and Eos had finished.

 He became aware of Scott hovering in the doorway.

 “Eos had returned Five to low Earth orbit.  She’s back in place over the island.”

 John gave a subtle nod of acknowledgement.  He knew there was no longer a need for him to stay Earth-side; Alan was out of danger and would be well looked after by his terrestrial siblings.  He didn’t move away from the bed.

 “You did good out there, John.”

 A slight shrug.  He shouldn’t have been out there at all.  On days like this he wondered whether Alan should be out there either. Wondered why they had launched a child into such a dangerous role.  Was it selfish of them?  Did they expect too much?  The doubts always came crowding in when one of them got hurt.  His job was to monitor and assess after all.

 With a final run of his fingers through Alan’s hair and a “See ya, Al.  Don’t make me come fetch you again” John turned and headed back to his habitual home.

 xoxoxox

 The ride back up to Thunderbird Five was a silent affair.  Eos, now better attuned to his moods, correctly surmised that he needed to be left alone.  Only once he was back inside the station did he briefly acknowledge her.

 “Eos, turn on the gravity ring.”

 It was an unusual request for him and one that betrayed his current depth of emotion.  John was generally most comfortable in microgravity but in some circumstances gravity was necessary.  

 He had to write and submit his report on the mission but first he had to write his other report.  The one that would never be uploaded to the servers.  His own private record of events that dealt in more than just the facts of the matter.  

 Reaching the sanctuary of his room he withdrew the notebook and pen from their concealed spot.

 The book was a thing of beauty.  Heavy, slightly creamy pages encased in soft calfskin; the leather a deep midnight blue.  Each page unmarred by lines.  A special commission to his exact specifications.  For a man so immersed in the digital world a notebook seemed an odd luxury to choose.  After all, paper was expensive; an environmentally unsound product that had all but been phased out.  But the physicality of a book was sometimes necessary.  Hard evidence.  A disconnected node in an interconnected world.

 The pen was perfectly weighted.  A sleek, undecorated tube of brushed titanium that was simultaneously both functional and elegant..  The ink flowed in in a smooth stream, pouring out his soul in blue blood across the page. Each letter was perfectly formed, each word a thing of beauty.  The precision with which John lived all aspects of his life was evident in this act of meditation.  Line after line of fear and anger appeared across the paper filling the sheets in calligraphic hurt.

 Not every mission warrants an entry, only those that he knows will haunt his dreams and leave him doubting the wisdom of their cause. The close calls.  The near-misses.  The times when he realises just how far away he is from those he holds dear.  This is his therapy.  The book playing counsellor to his troubled soul with utmost confidentiality.  

 Only when the turmoil is quelled, the ink as dry as the tear tracks on his cheeks, does he replace volume.  A secret testimony to the sacrifices made for the world by a few individuals who shared their love and care around the whole planet and beyond.

[leorugiet]

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[catherea]

Mass Effect Andromeda

I recently re-downloaded the game after like 3 years of stopping cold turkey during the story, at around 80% completion.

I started a new game yesterday, did the prologue, got the Nexus going and started on Eos. Today was 12+ hours of gameplay completing Eos and doing a bunch of stuff on the Nexus, and finally went and got Jaal, and starting Voeld.

The game starts off great but gets bland fairly soon, and there's still a lot of things that could be fixed in the base game. Animations, facial expressions, textures looking really blurred/taking a long time to load, and the really rare T-pose. I know the team stopped working on the game after a big patch in 2016-2017(?(it's been a while..)) but the parts that aren't really polished still shine through.. I also know that the main Bioware team didn't work on the game because Anthem (which I still need to play at some point.)

The story after completing the prologue just kind of goes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and the pacing feels really off for a Mass Effect game, not to mention that like everything was setup to be like a B-rated sci-fi, mystery/horror adventure, that doesn't know where to actually stand.

Companions, well, Cora we get it you're a trained Huntress and salty about not becoming Pathfinder, Liam is the chad that wants to keep the team together, Gil the gay engineer. Vetra the awkward smuggler, Lexi trying her best. Kallo an awkward pilot who helped design the Tempest, Drack is legit a discount Wrex, but still lovable. Suvi the religious scientist, and the reclusive Peebee who has one foot in the escape pod ready to jump ship.

Starting over again hoping to see the game in a different light so far just.. isn't happening. I'm going to keep playing, but it all just feels out of place for a Mass Effect game. However, I really do enjoy the combat loop and movement. That feels like it should be there.

I'm really hoping that the next ME game that comes out has a better story, better big bad, and really something that compliments the trilogy.

[aimee-maroux]

Aphrodite and Ares (M/F)

"You slept with Dionysos?"

Aphrodite nods.

"That's what I said."

Ares gives her a disapproving look.

"Why? Is my love not enough for you?"

"Come on." Aphrodite gets up from her couch and sits down on Ares' lap. She smooths his hair and caresses his cheeks. "You know you are the only one I truly love. But you and I cannot be together as often as we like. There is my husband, for one, and you are away to make war and I am away spreading love. Sometimes I've got needs when you can't tend to them. And he... was here. Sometimes I just need a cock. You understand. You sleep with nymphs and mortal women when you're off waging war."

His hard features soften.

"That may be true, my love. But I'd much rather share my bed with you. Only you. Now instead of losing a husband you take a new lover?"

"You will not find me surfeited." Aphrodite kisses him again, her hands gliding over the firm muscles on his strong back and the hard bones of his shoulder blades. She feels his rising cock against her bum cheeks where she sits. He is easily turned on by her, he always is. Aphrodite is not jealous of the other women he fucks while he is down in the mortal world. She knows he is hers, completely. What they have is truly rare, especially among the immortals. They have been together for centuries, yet he still excites her. He still is enamoured with her. The only time she envied one of his lovers was when Eos, the goddess of dawn, lured him into her bed. Eos is immortal like her and she doesn't have the burden of a husband. Aphrodite still feels anger bile up when she thinks about it. Eos was smitten with Ares and she would have loved nothing more than to have him for her consort. Aphrodite had spied on them making love on the rosy meadows of dawn and she wanted to be the one in his arms. She wanted to be the one who was free and unmarried, she wanted to be the one he could see whenever he liked. She wanted to be the one who could cry loudly in pleasure without concern of someone hearing. She wanted to be the one getting on her knees in a bed of flowers and taking the hard thrusts of his spear. So she cursed Eos with constant passion and made her fall in love with a plenitude of mortal men.

Ares picks her up as if she weighs nothing at all and carries her upstairs to the bed. He throws her down on the mattress and she already knows what he wants her to do. He opens the pins that hold her dress and she tosses it carelessly to the floor. Ares is beside her now, his hands on her breasts, his mouth on her neck. She can feel his warm breath and his lips and she is already wet with anticipation. Other than Dionysos, Ares knows exactly what she likes.

"You never fail to arouse me." Aphrodite turns her head to kiss him and he licks her lips and teases her, alsways keeping his mouth just out of reach.

She gives him a mock-annoyed look and lies down between his thighs. His manhood is fully erect, a marvel to behold. The other gods say a large cock signifies a lack of rationality, of impulsive, barbaric, beastly behaviour. They have no idea how much pleasure it can give.

She takes hold of it and pulls it towards her mouth, teasing the very tip with a few tentative motions of her tongue before engulfing the whole crown and swirling her tongue all around it. Ares gives a sigh of pleasure and she delights in it. She can read almost all her lovers, because if she couldn't, what kind of love goddess would she be? But still it's special when she does Ares. She loves to see him burning with desire, she loves to tease him and feel the build-up of pleasure just before he comes and shoots his load. He has closed his eyes and is relishing the feeling of her warm wet mouth around his cock and her skilful tongue along the ridge of his crown. He doesn't have to guide her or tell her what to do. Aphrodite extends a hand to play with his testes as she drives him closer and closer to orgasm. She can't wait for his cock inside her. But he is indignant about her dalliance with Dionysos, so he will make her wait. She can wait. He will give himself to her eventually. He always does. Ares' scrotum is tightening in her grasp and she slows down a little, because he likes the tease and she doesn't want his cock to become sore. His crown is big and hard against her palate, leaking salty, slightly sweet pre-come.

She draws out his climax as long as she can, keeping him on the edge just before eruption. She can tell he loves it, despite his unmoving face. She will make him lose his helm of indifference. Instead of the gentle, careful stir of her tongue, she now sucks and licks at his crown with full intend to make him spend. He groans and pants, shooting several waves of warm semen into her throat. She swallows most of it and licks at the rest that is running down her chin and his shaft. He opens his eyes and smiles at her. The war god doesn't smile often, in fact, he almost never does. He rarely gets a reason. The other gods of Mount Olympos hate him, the violent son of Zeus and Hera. They only see his blood-lust, his murderous side. Aphrodite brings forth his gentler nature. When they are together, the human world is at peace. Which doesn't mean his violent temperament is gone. He just lives it out in bed. She gets wet just thinking about it.

END OF PREVIEW

If you liked what you read, you can get 'Aphrodite's Boy Toy' here!

[tarotdeckshuffle]

If inspiration hits you, would you be able to write headcanons for Nyx meeting their future child as well? It’s alright if you don’t want to. Thank you for sharing your writing with us all!

Rotfl, I’m so flattered that you all liked my last fic! I had drafted a version of Ardyn’s child when I wrote that last post, but it didn’t feel right. So, I think I’ll redo much of it.

I apologize for how long this took to do! I do enjoy working with these prompts, so let me know if there’s anyone else you want to see!

Be warned all ye who enter: Angsty waters lie ahead…

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Meeting Future Children, Part II

Ardyn

Ardyn’s child loves animals.

As a child, Ardyn himself loved pets.

He was especially fond of his black chocobo.

Shiva has brought him to a small house on the coast.

She wants him to realize that he does have a future.

That this whole world has a future.

He sighs because he doesn’t see why humanity needs a future,

They’ve squandered the present.

But he’ll play along.

He’s transported to a small cottage on a cliff by the sea.

He sees a child, sitting in a small shed by the house.

Curious, Ardyn approaches.

The small child is surrounded by kittens and adult cats.

A small smile crosses Ardyn’s face as he crouches at the doorway to the shed.

“What have we here,” he asks the child. They refuse to look up at him.

“Shh! You’ll wake the babies,” they respond.

Ardyn hushes. “My apologies.”

The child continues to pet the kittens.

“May I join you,” Ardyn asks.

The child nods.

The dark man enters, settling on the dusty floor.

One of the adult cats raises its head at him, then decides to go back to sleep.

“Are they a family?” he asks the child.

“Yeah. They just let me pet them.”

“Do they have names?” Getting this child to talk is like pulling teeth.

“Yeah!” That was it, that was the question the child needed.

They go into detail about every cat and kitten, telling Ardyn all of their names and personalities.

Ardyn can’t help but smile.

Their love for these small creatures and enthusiasm is adorable.

Eventually, one of the adult cats comes over to Ardyn and lays down on his lap.

He’s a bit shocked by all of this, but the purring creature brings great comfort.

“They like you,” the child pipes up.

“Or I’m just warm…” he remarks, ever the cynic.

The child looks down, defeated.

A pang of guilt stabs Ardyn’s heart.

“I didn’t mean to insult your feline companions,” he remarks, trying to ease the tension.

“That’s not it!” The child almost yells. “They’re just cats, but…I like them. And I want to like them. So even if they don’t like me, I don’t care. I want to take care of them.”

A once and future king is defeated by the words of a child.

“Besides, cats need someone! Maybe they claw you, but scratches heal! That’s just who they are! They don’t leave, they don’t yell, they didn’t do anything wrong! Not everybody has to be left…”

Tears fall down the child’s cheeks.

Ardyn is numb.

What has he done?

No, it must be one of Shiva’s tricks!

He gently moves the creature from his lap before jumping to his feet and bounding outside.

“Where are you going?!” The child calls after him.

Frustrated air escapes the man’s lips as he makes his way to the cliff over the ocean.

The sun shines down on his face.

The light…

It doesn’t hurt him!

This truly must be a dream…

But what god would control his very thoughts and not torture him with the light?

Ardyn takes a deep breath of the salty air and his skin is warmed in the setting sun.

Where is he?

When is he?

What has he done?

“DADDY!”

The child is running out of the shed, having freed themselves from the tangle of cats.

That word…that single word strikes through Ardyn’s very soul with more ferocity than any of Bahamut’s blades could ever hope to.

He falls to his knees.

His head falls in defeat, as his arms open wide, embracing the child that falls into them.

“Don’t go, Daddy! I’m sorry! I’ll be good…”

Hot tears stain the dark coat.

Ardyn’s tears fall into the child’s hair.

Petting their head, he shushes them.

“Don’t fret, my darling. Daddy isn’t going anywhere. You have never, nor could you ever, do anything wrong.”

“I love you, Daddy…”

Ardyn smiles at his future.

“I love you, too, beloved.”

Father and child embrace for a long moment as the sun sets.

Eventually, they make their way inside, bringing their feline family with them, for a true feast and a warm bed.

Ardyn learns what a wonderful child he has.

They are caring and funny,

With an adorable laugh.

Everything about them is precious.

They offer to help him cook,

But Ardyn soon learns that they can only cook instant noodles and toaster pastries.

It truly is a disgrace.

So Ardyn makes small meat scraps for the cats,

And stew for himself and the child.

Letting them help with dishes.

After dinner, the entire group snuggles by the fire,

As father and child read a bedtime story.

Right now, everything is warm and quiet.

Shiva arrives as the moon watches overhead.

Ardyn emerges from a bed of kittens and a child’s embrace.

He looks the goddess in the eyes,

“I’m not sure what game you are playing, but you’ve surely defeated me.”

He turns back to admire his sleeping child.

“In what world am I heartless enough to leave them so alone?”

Shiva smiles,

“Many creatures are helpless in comparison to the power of the gods. It is our decision how much we care and love them.”

Ardyn sighes,

“Then I have made my decision.”

Shiva holds out a hand that Ardyn takes.

Her smile illuminated by the moonlight.

Nyx

Nyx is the father to the second adept of Eos.

His child is the second person ever to be able to pull magic straight from the crystal and not be part of the royal line. 

All of this magic is in the hands of a four year old, so you can imagine the consequences.

Nyx sits, taking his last breaths, admiring the sunrise, when Shiva comes to him.

His last reward is to see the world he has sacrificed everything to save.

And the piece he gets to see, is a rooftop in Lestallum.

Next to a water tank, under a dark sky, dances a small child.

Where their feet land, snowflakes bloom.

Nyx smiles at the strange dance. 

“What’re you doing up here alone, little one?” he asks, coming up to the child.

They stop dancing to respond.

“I’m not alone, you’re here too!”

Nyx laughs before noticing something on their hip.

“Looks like you brought protection, too, huh?”

On the child, it looks like a small sword,

But when they unsheath the weapon,

It’s one of Nyx’s kukris!

He’s stunned.

“How’d you get that?”

The child turns it over in their hands.

“It…it was my daddy’s.”

“It was…what?”

“It was my daddy’s. I never got to meet him, but I’m told it was his by Uncle Libertus.”

Nyx has to sit down on the ground due to his shock.

“Mister, are you ok?”

It takes the warrior a moment to catch his breath.

“Yeah…yeah…”

“Your face looks pale, are you cold?” A flame appears in the child’s hands.

If this is the afterlife, it sure is throwing Nyx for a loop!

“How did you do that?!” The Glaive askes, incredulously.

The child closes their hands, extinguishing the flames.

“I…don’t know.”

They’re backing away from Nyx; he’s scared them.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…How about you tell me about yourself.”

The child sits down across from Nyx.

They just chat.

To the Glaive, this child is perfect.

They are just…amazing.

It takes time, but Nyx get’s to his feet.

“How about I show you how to use that kukri?”

The child is so excited.

It turns out, this little kid can warp!

But their accuracy is terrible…

Most of the time, they hold on to Nyx’s back as he warps.

Giggling the whole way.

When they try to do it themselves, they end up at least four feet off of the mark.

And their magic!

They have more control than Nyx could even dream of having!

They can make the elements take the form of shapes!

Flowers bloom in their hands and small animals made of fire dance around them.

They even play a few small pranks on their father:

Shocking him in the ear or making creatures disappear into smoke as he goes to touch them.

In this little body, Nyx’s hopes for Eos are alive.

Father and child dance across the city.

Until Shiva arrives under a starless sky.

She holds her hand out to Nyx.

“Are you going to go, Mister?” The child asks, looking up at him with innocent eyes.

“It looks like it, little one.”

“Am I going to see you again?”

Nyx’s heart breaks.

He gets down on his knee to hug the child.

“Someday, little one. Someday.”

He kisses their forehead, before pulling away to look them in the eyes.

“I have a big mission for you, ok, little Glaive?”

“OK!” The child says with determination.

“Take care of this world for me, ok? It’s a big mission, but this place needs you. Can you do that?”

“I’ll try.” The child thinks for a moment. “Will you help me?”

“I can’t anymore, kiddo. But I’ll always be cheering you on.”

Shiva touches Nyx’s shoulder and he fades away within the child’s arms.

“I love you.” Are the last words Nyx is able to leave his little one with as he returns to the rising sun.

[justanotherboyinblue]

Unusual Asks

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? spotify!! 

is your room messy or clean? ...depends if i don’t have company, or i haven’t been made to clean it, it’s relatively messy. well. it’s not messy to me, because i know where everything is and why things are...not...put away, but messy to Literally Everyone Else

what color are your eyes? brown!

do you like your name? why? i Love my name mostly because i chose it and i like how it sounds I Just Think It’s Neat

what is your relationship status? taken! i have two beautiful partners that i love very very much

describe your personality in 3 words or less Chaotic Disaster Gay

what color hair do you have? also brown dkjbsgalk

what kind of car do you drive? color? i don’t drive! don’t have my license yet

where do you shop? anywhere and everywhere alksjdb meijer? ig?

how would you describe your style? Grunge

favorite social media account discord! ‘s how i talk to my babies :3

what size bed do you have? a twin! v comfy, v bouncy

any siblings? unfortunately two brothers both are Assholes

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? switzerland honestly first of all, lgbtq+ has been legal there since 1942 like look at them Go oh my gosh also! i love german, it’s such a fascinating language but the biggest reason? that’s where moje rojena wants to live

favorite snapchat filter? i don’t have snapchat, and don’t really plan to kjasbdl

favorite makeup brand(s) don’t wear it! the only thing i use is chapstick lmao a wonderful vanilla chapstick by Eos

how many times a week do you shower? sometimes every night, but mostly every other night! so three or four

favorite tv show? oh gosh there are so many she-ra is probably at the top i love supernatural, and elementary, bbc sherlock, person of interest, steven universe there are a bunch of amazing shows i love!

shoe size? i think i wear like a ten and a half quadruple e do with that as you will

how tall are you? 5′4 i think probably

sandals or sneakers? flip flops!! or barefoot kadjbsgl

do you go to the gym? i don’t think i’ve ever even seen the inside of a gym

describe your dream date cuddle pile some show or movie on tv So Many Blankets but the most important thing the Most Important thing is that my babies are with me and that’s all i really need

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? i don’t have any cash, but i have like a little over $50 on my card

what color socks are you wearing? white with gray designs

how many pillows do you sleep with? normally three, but i’ll bring in another three if i want to build a Nest:tm:

do you have a job? what do you do? no job! i think my first job will be working at my local library

how many friends do you have? uhhhhhhh no idea a dozen? idk maybe half a dozen i really have no idea, and i have a horrible memory

what's the worst thing you have ever done? I Will Not Divulge Such Information

what's your favorite candle scent? there’s this one candle we have that’s tide+kelp scented but it just smells like a speedstick it’s awesome

3 favorite boy names Leo (obviously) Tobias Axel

3 favorite girl names L(again, obviously) Celeste i’ve always loved the name Andromeda as well! 

favorite actor? Ezra Miller!! they’re a nonbinary icon, first of all, and they’re an amazing actor in my opinion! they’re Credence in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and Barry in Justice Leauge

favorite actress? hmmmmmmmmmm probably Margot Robbie tbh love her stuff also? have you seen the trailer for Birds of Prey? we Stan

who is your celebrity crush? don’t have one kjdsablg

favorite movie? oh gosh I Cannot Choose A Favorite Anything Okay i love Avatar(the one with the blue aliens not the Disgrace Of A Movie), and The Dark Knight, Captain Marvel, Abominable, and so many others

do you read a lot? what's your favorite book? i do! i used to read almost a full book every day Finding Me by Katheryn Cushman is really good, and so is Five Feet Apart, i love the Divergent series too!

money or brains? brains duh, if you’re smart you can make more money but if you’re an idiot with money what happens when you run out

do you have a nickname? what is it? not really kjabdsga my partners have their nicknames for me of course, but with my actual name you can’t have a lot of nicknames Leo calls me Q, i’ve been called Stefano and Viktor, one friend used Quimberly for a while akjfgbslkdfg

how many times have you been to the hospital? other than when i was born, i think only the once!

top 10 favorite songs Here We Go sweet tooth-Scott Helman adderall- Max Frost bambi- Hippo Campus roxxane- Arizona Zervas grixtronics- GRiZ iSpy- KYLE truth hurts- kidz bop (fuck off it slaps) walk man- TMG mr.clean- Yung Gravy peach scone- Hobo Johnson

do you take any medications daily? nope! 

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) definitely oily

what is your biggest fear? Ya Boi Out Here With Abandonment Issues

how many kids do you want? i’ll stick with my fur babies thank you very much

what's your go-to hairstyle? in my face covering my right eye so i can’t see with it because it annoys my mother and i think i look Hot

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) medium i would think? we don’t have a second floor or a finished basement, but i’ve never had to bunk with either of my brothers so

who is your role model? no one specific! just, kind people, yk? 

what was the last compliment you received? i think it was on...monday? when Leo kept telling me i was adorable XD

what was the last text you sent? to a gc with my partners saying i was going mia because I Have The Right To Not Interact With Anyone For Several Days And Watch Movies  no i will not be taking criticism

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? like somewhere from seven to nine i think i have no idea dude, i have the memory of a goldfish

what is your dream car? .... 1967 black chevy impala

opinion on smoking? bad for you, love the smell, not gonna tell you to stop, will just worry quietly in the corner because i won’t tell you what to do with your life

do you go to college? nope! still in high school, i probably won’t go to college tbh

what is your dream job? owning my own bookstore! with a cafe a cat cafe i have it planned out to a concerning degree

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? i’ve lived in one place my entire life and it’s on the side of the highway with no neighbors so Suburbs Be Like Scary

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? oh absolutely

do you have freckles? no and i’m salty about it

do you smile for pictures? of course! never with my teeth tho because my canines are halfway up my face :)

how many pictures do you have on your phone? don’t have a phone! i have a Whole Bunch on my computer though

have you ever peed in the woods? did not work out tried once Never Again

do you still watch cartoons? of course i do i’m gay it’s legally required

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonald's? i’ve never had McDonald's nuggets but Wendy’s has the best for sure

Favorite dipping sauce? ranch or campfire sauce

what do you wear to bed? pajamas???? in winter it’s long sleeve tees with fuzzy pants in summer it’s basketball shorts and whatever twenty-year-old shirt i can find in my closet

have you ever won a spelling bee? i’ve never entered one so no homeschool for the win

what are your hobbies? Anything On A Screen and books mostly books on a screen but i’ll occasionally pick up a paperback also food and swimming

can you draw? s o m e t i m e s

do you play an instrument? i played guitar for a while, but i broke one of the strings and don’t have the tools to replace it i really want a ukelele

what was the last concert you saw? i went to a college campus for four days with my youth group, and a band named Sing Love played every night

tea or coffee? Neither

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Also Neither i’ve been to starbucks one time and it was the most disappointing drink i’ve ever had i am a loyal biggby customer  even though i haven’t been there in over a year

do you want to get married? not in the traditional sense i couldn’t even if i wanted to because the us said No Polyam Rights

what is your crush’s first and last initial? L.R. + L.G.

are you going to change your last name when you get married? probably! or we’ll both take a new one together

what color looks best on you? warm colors!! i do look Fabulous in a nice cool forest green though

do you miss anyone right now? Of Course I Do I’m In A Long Distance Relationship With Two People

do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed if it was open my asshole cat would eat all my hair ties and my fairy lights

do you believe in ghosts? nope! 

what is your biggest pet peeve? uh people who assume? ig?

last person you called? Leo XD

favorite ice cream flavor? mint chocolate chip!!

regular oreos or golden oreos? The Golden Ones  they taste like lemon even if they’re not the lemon ones i love it

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? i don’t like sprinkles because i’m a Monster

what shirt are you wearing? i’m Not It’s Hoodie Season

what is your phone background? my tablet backgrounds are Leo and L because i’m a Sap

are you outgoing or shy? Both i’m getting a lot better in the confidence department, but i still get nervous and overwhelmed sometimes!

do you like it when people play with your hair? I Cry Every Time and so does Leo it’s adorable

do you like your neighbors? if i did i would hate them because i Can

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? not outside of the shower

have you ever been high? nope

have you ever been drunk? nope

last thing you ate? leftover itallian mac n cheese

favorite lyrics right now ..... ................. raindrops on rose and whiskers on kittens~ sTICKING-

summer or winter? winter!!

day or night? night, of course

dark, milk, or white chocolate? milk! or dark with sea salt

favorite month? hm maybe august because it’s just starting to get cold, but you can also still swim on the warm days

what is your zodiac sign pisces! as i’m sure is obvious

who was the last person you cried in front of? my mother Because Leaving Me Alone For Five Minutes Is Impossible

thank you Luxet for the questions!