obsessed with the idea of seelie faerie prince gojou, as charming and as tricksy as all fae are. his snow-white hair eye catching and his azure eyes like gems pressed into his flesh
seelie prince satoru whose very birth shook faerieland as foretold by the stars red, blue and purple stars that soared through the sky the night of his birth
seelie prince satoru who is much more observant than his penchant for revels and merrymaking belies
seelie prince satoru who relishes in obnoxiously getting under the skin of the gentry of his court with his radical ideas that challenge the traditions that have been established for centuries
seelie prince satoru whose court is filled with political strife between three major families- the gojou, zenin and kamo. and it's really just his look this particular luck that he's bleeding out after a particularly harrowing attempt on his life. must have been that petty bastard naoya but in this particular moment, numb from poison and with a bloodied torso it really isn't going to do him any good trying to figure out who sent the now dead assassin after him
he won't die from this, he's been developing an immunity to poison. but even so, this is tough on his body as he sits in a misty forest waiting for the poison to wear off on his body with the scent of iron strong in the air
that's when he sees something that any faerie would consider the worst omen ー he sees you.
faeries are immortal folk. unless someone goes out of their way to kill them, they never die. it's what makes them stronger, far further creatures than humans with their insect-length lifespans
seelie prince satoru who even with his eyes, it's difficult seeing you clearly with poison muddling his senses but he sees the tell-tell white hair and gray skin and he knows you're a banshee
seelie prince satoru who chuckles humorlessly as he accepts that apparently, his luck has run out
he's sure of this as you slowly come closer and closer until he sees you much more clearly. your eyes are bloodshot, as to be expected of your kind. but your eyes might be the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. they're a pale lilac and your pupils are a ghostly white, shockingly light against the reds of your eyes but even that looks beautiful. he never cared particularly for the color red before but in this moment he can understand why red caps crave the color so and satoru thinks that if he is going to hear those damning cries that will seal his fate in this instant, he's glad it's you
banshees were human women that died in grief, right? that died tragedy before the grace of the gods turned them fae. death is a beautiful look on you but he wonders what you'd look if you were still colored in the shades of life that once blossomed over you like spring blooms
and so you part your lips... but rather than wail and scream, announcing to the headless riders of faerie that death is near, death is coming for gojou satoru your eyebrows knit in worry and you ask
"are you alright?" as you kneel by his side, reaching for his wounds carefully. your voice is honestly akin to hearing birdsong in the night, a juxtaposition he wasn't prepared for. "here, let me help you"
apparently the seelie prince's luck is greater still. death won't come for him yet. instead, he's become a hypocrite. an unintelligent hypocrite but he can't quite seem to make himself care in this instance when he is tended to by your cold but gentle touch and your lark-like voice drips like honey from your lips.
whether it's folk or mortal, satoru likens love to a curse that makes those around him stupid. a curse that leads to betrayals, war and frankly too much strife he desires to deal with
yet in this moment, that very curse seemed to course through his veins
stupid is as stupid does, seelie prince satoru's lips part and he asks you as if enraptured in a spell "please marry me and i'll love you more faithfully than any man, fae or otherwise"
as for you... you're simply a banshee who just happened to be in this forest when you spotted an injured elf in the distance and decided to see if he'd accept your help if he didn't outright lose his mind in fear at the sight of you. you think he might have considering the words that left his mouth
it must be the blood loss talking
unfortunately for you and much to the aggravation of suguru and kento, seelie prince satoru's most trusted advisors, satoru was very much serious and fervently keeps referring to you as his future queen when you haven't even accepted the proposal
seelie prince satoru who insists you stay in his palace, at the very least until after a revel in a few moons time he wishes to throw in your honor. as thanks for treating his injuries which are still healing, might he add. anything could happen, what if a banshee needs to herald his death and one isn't around? he would also like the time to woo you over. please? just until then
seelie prince satoru who ignores the ardent whispers that it is bad luck for a banshee to be so close the prince. that insist that death fae are like roaches. surely if one appears, there will be more banshee and dullahan that follow
seelie prince satoru who coldly states that any such insult toward the woman who saved his life will find those who said them hearing the chilling cries they so fear sooner than they'd enjoy
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Say hello to Aversion! (Inside Out OC)
This is Aversion. This sweet little emotion helps you navigate through life's potentially harmful situations, utilizing her keen instincts to steer you away from danger, be it social or physical. Though, at her age, she may be more interested in playing instead of working...
FUN FACTS ABOUT HER:
She prefers to be called Avery.
She's a daddy's girl (no surprise there).
Fear goes above and beyond to keep his little girl safe, no matter what harm may befall him.
He's more lenient and easygoing with his parenting, leaving Disgust to fill the shoes of the "stricter" parent, often setting clear boundaries and giving the occasional lecture here and there.
She spent her childhood together with Eager (@bellaartz). She often gets into mischief with her.
In her pockets, you can often find candy wrappers, paper stars, and dandelions.
She carries around a stuffed bear she affectionately named Tubs.
Her first memory involved helping Riley avoid a muddy puddle on a rainy day when she forgot to wear rain boots.
She considers Anger to be her uncle. Despite his initial reluctance, he's grown to be quite attached (though he'd never admit it).
She loves vintage anything from movies, TV shows, fashion, and music.
Her appearance is based on lavender; Lavender represents purity, innocence, as well as caution.
Her antenna is not a stray piece of hair, but a part of her body. It'd probably be a bad idea if you tried to pluck it off...
On the surface, Envy gets along well with Avery. On the inside, she's incredibly jealous of the attention she receives from Disgust, occasionally trying to sabotage their relationship which often leads to failure (thanks to Avery's ridiculously good luck).
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Hello moma! Your feathers are really pretty jabe a flower!
But I have a question have you lost anybody important in your life? Or has anybody important turned back on you?
Beings don't turn on her really. There have been misunderstandings, fights, fallouts... But that is part of life and relationships.
She can't heal or please everyone afterall...
Creator note :
I'm trying to get back into it ! Now that is one is done, I can do the others faster, hopefully !!
This has been sitting in my asks for so long 😭
I'm sorry for the asks that have been here for months, and the VA thing too
Thank you for your patience
In the meantime, I also sometimes share wttmv lore on my own little site (with the greenlight from the others on what I can share or not)
And some asks may be released early on ko-fi
Ik it's shameless promo but I gotta work on marketing myself and my work better
I bet most people don't even know my comms are open ✨
Anyway, that's all for the note
Thanks again for the patience
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A L I C E
your days are numbered.
---> source [Read Here]
Dadaupa Gorge
The three hilichurl tribes Meaty tribe, the Sleeper tribe, and the Eclipse tribe located in this valley are all densely populated. What if we built a huge spinning ball-shaped cell in the center of the valley and threw all of the hilichurls into it? That way we might be able to generate enough energy to power all the mills in Mondstadt for at least five years. If we took it one step further by grinding the hilichurls that are too old or too weak into food and feeding them to the strong ones, we might just build ourselves a perpetual motion machine that can support a huge factory like in Snezhnaya!
It seems totally feasible to me.
But when I told Miss Lisa about this idea, she just looked at me and pondered in silence for a long time, then changed the subject gracefully.
Windrise
At the center there is a huge oak tree. It is said that Vennessa ascended there. I searched around the tree for a long time but did not find any launching device.
I grabbed some hilichurls nearby to put my theory to the test. Sadly, the longest flying distance was from here to the hunters' huts around Springvale. How disappointing.
Brightcrown Canyon
I finally got rid of that stalker from the Knights of Favonius. This valley I found at the northwest coast of Cider Lake is still guarded by ancient mechanisms, but the soldiers responsible for holding the pass for the King of Gales were nowhere to be found now. All the winds of time had left behind were the unintelligent hilichurls and silent mechanical guards.[Note 1]
My attempt to control Ruin Guards with hilichurls failed as well. The guard split into pieces, and as for the fate of the hilichurl strapped onto it... I will spare you the gory details. Half of the ruins were also destroyed in the process.
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