#slash sparkle on raven

[deanthe]

still trying to learn how to draw he

[marionedde]

youll never guess what my new favorite show is

this show kills me i love it sm

[miikpal]

and a sparkle on raven 6 characters meme fill from twitter..!!

[mechanicaldesires]

I think he's objectum about his sword...

[scaredofmyocs]

made a funny meme with this screenshot

[patorucho]

Here's a bunch of my Sparkle on Raven bullshit anyway

[lalaboy]

I think I super forgot to upload these! I should make more serious art soon

[lunar-eclipse-bunnies]

yes i know these are dated 2023 no they were not finished in 2023. im tired and just want to fixate on my favorite fanime ok the cast and crew works so hard on this

[princess-tulip-writes]

I’m sure your request list is lengthy, so feel free to get to this whenever you want, love!

I would love a fic w/ Rhys, Cass, or Az (take your pick, I love them all LOL) where he reacts to the reader having nipple piercings.

Thanks for all you do 🤍

“fuck, darling.” rhys hissed, his eyes sparkling with desire as they took in the two metal bars that slashed through your perfect nipples.

you smiled coyly, before giving him a shimmy of your shoulders to tease him. the silver flashed with the reflection of sunlight that poured through the windows of your shared bedroom, his breath hitching in his throat at the sight.

“you’re such a wicked thing…” he growled, his violet orbs catching your own as he spoke.

his eyes held nothing but lust, fiery lust for no one other than you. he was already looking forward to suckling on the freshly pierced nipples he adored so much every day for eternity, the thought causing his pants to tighten even more so.

“do you like them?” you asked after many moments of silence, watching nervously as your mate’s eyes stayed glued to the sliver bars complimented by the hue of your nipples.

his eyes glanced up at you once more, this time holding your gaze longer.

“i love them, darling. in fact,” his clenched jaw was then replaced with the very familiar coy smirk that you learned to feen over. “i can’t wait to see how sensitive these have become.”

you whimpered at the thought of rhysand playing with the overly sensitive buds, rolling them between his long fingers teasingly with a knowing smirk on his beautiful face. surely, he’s torture you with this new advantage from now on.

his long legs strode across the room to reach you, his previous spot in the doorway now empty and welcoming in nothingness as he walked away. his raven hair glimmered in the sunlight, blue hues highlighting the slicked back strands and causing your heart to pulsate.

he quickly noticed how nervous you’ve become, the sound of your rushing lustful thoughts and scent of your arousal clued him in. his smirk grew wider, but the comforting graze of his fingertips gently stroking your mind contrasted with his confidence.

you shuttered at the contact.

“oh, i am going to have so much fun with you, my little darling. cancel your plans for the week; you’re mine.”

[achenetype]

What would happend if Raven reader never left the nest?👁️ Love ur writing

THIS SPARKED SOMETHING IN ME OH MG GOD

MDNI; implied sex, hand wavey consent, abuse, raven-typical cult behavior and stockholm syndrome, riko is his own warning, injury/violence

listening to: sea, swallow me by cocteau twins

you can’t leave the nest, for a multitude of reasons. some of the other ravens still see their families; they go home for a weekend or for spring break every once in a while. they cite living close to the university, their parents being concerned or overprotective.

your family lives thousands of miles away and they hate you, so you stay at the nest. winter break, spring, summer. you know how edgar allan university looks baked in heat, drenched in rain, blanketed in snow.

riko moriyama and kevin day become your lifeline. he never leaves either. you spend more time together with them than you do with any of the other ravens, running perfect laps on castle evermore’s perfect court until all three of you are out of breath. you suck sparkling air into your lungs and laugh on the way back to your dorm, riko’s arms around your and kevin’s shoulders. perfect, perfect, perfect.

riko becomes captain and that perfection turns icelike and cold. he pushes everyone to their limits, especially himself. you and kevin push back. most of the other ravens are too scared to, but the three of you are perfect perfect perfect, the three of you are brilliant and nothing can stop you.

nothing can stop you until riko shatters kevin’s hand and you spend hours picking up the pieces.

nothing can stop you until riko shatters at the same time as your arm, when he does the same thing to you.

you spend weeks in recovery. riko sits at your bedside, murmuring apologies. murmuring we had to make it look believable, murmuring im so sorry.

your arm heals. clean break. clean hole where kevin used to be. clean, perfect number one, riko moriyama.

you still love him, which you’re not sure is a fact or a weapon. he is too tangled in you to separate what you are from what he is, and who hasn’t been cruel, in the nest? who hasn’t broken someone else to get ahead?

you have. riko has. this makes you a perfect match.

neil josten, newly rechristened nathaniel wesninski and number four, leaves as soon as he appears. some part of you resents him for it but a bigger part is, selfishly, grateful for riko’s attention to be back on you. you want your place by his side back—you want your life back.

you can’t leave the nest even when riko beats jean within an inch of his life. you can’t leave when that girl from the foxes appears and whisks him away, when riko breaks a window and punches a hole in the wall and screams about how his perfect court is falling apart.

everything is falling apart, you want to tell him. everything is falling apart and we can’t do a damn thing about it.

(instead you kiss his knuckles and help clean the glass off of the floor. instead you murmur distractions: how good his form was today, how pretty he looks with blood in his teeth, how you want him to shove you up against the court wall and take whatever he wants. you’d give it to him anyways. you’ve given it before, given everything else.)

(you fall asleep that night feeling hollow. riko’s arms around you and his head on your chest are no comfort. you want to hate yourself in a new, sick way, something that sways in your stomach and makes you want to puke or slash your wrists open like one of the freshman backliners did last week.)

(you want to hate yourself, but you can’t.)

and you can’t leave, either.

[danika-redgrave124]

Umbra Witch Yuu Disney's Sidekick Weapons

The Playing Cards

Royal Card

A sharp, sleek sword designed to resemble a giant playing card, with a red and black color scheme featuring the Queen of Hearts emblem. The blade has intricate designs and is adorned with sparkling gems that reflect light.

Deck of Fate: Unleashes a flurry of slashes that summon card minions to distract and confuse enemies. Each slash sends out a Shockwave shaped like a playing card that deals damage and can stack debuffs on foes, making them more vulnerable to subsequent attacks.

The Hyenas

Laughing Howl

Twin curved blades that mimic the shapes of Hyenas fangs, with jagged edges and a dark, metallic finish. The hilt are adorned with designs reminiscent of Hyena fur patterns, adding a wild flair.

Savage Slash: Grants Yuu quick, agile attacks that deal damage over time to enemies. Each strike leaves behind a spectral hyena that pounces on enemies, dealing additional damage and stunning them briefly.

Flotsam and Jetsam

Dual Eels

Two short daggers with blades shaped like the heads of Flotsam and Jetsam. The handles are wrapped in black leather, and the blades emit a faint bioluminescent glow, mimicking the look of the eels underwater.

Underwater Ambush: Allows for swift, stealthy strikes that deal increased damage when attacking from behind. When activated, the daggers can create a misty underwater illusion, making Yuu harder to hit and enhancing their agility for a short duration.

Iago

Squawking Blasters

A pair of hand cannons that resemble Iago's beak, with vibrant colors and intricate designs inspired by his feathers. The barrels are effects and emit colorful bursts of energy when fired.

Screeching Blast: Fires energy projectiles that explode on impact, creating a loud squawking sound that can disorient enemies. When fully charged, the cannons unleasha Barrage of colorful blasts that rain down on foes, causing chaos in battle.

Huntsman

Forest Crossbow

A beautifully crafted crossbow with intricate cravings of forest motifs, featuring a sleek, dark wood finish. The crossbow has a sleek design, allowing for quick loading and rapid fire shots.

Nature’s Wrath: Fires arrows that summon spectral animals to assist in battle, such as wolves and hawks, which can distract and attack enemies. Charged shots can relase powerful arrows that creates a Shockwave on impact, knocking back foes.

Pain and Panic

Havoc Blades

A pair of short swords with jagged, chaotic designs and dark metallic finishes. The blades have small flames licking at the edges, giving them a volatile appearance.

Rage Infusion: Each strike has a chance to trigger a mini-explosion, dealing extra damage to the target. When charged, the blades can create an area of effect explosion, pushing back all nearby enemies.

Diablo

Mystic Feathers

Two long, flexible whips made from shimmering feathers, with a raven's head at the handle. The whips can be used for both close and ranged attacks.

Feathered Fury: When cracked, the whips releases a burst of dark energy that deals damage to enemies and create an area of effect that slows their movement. In a combo, it can summon spectral ravens that dive bomb foes.

[disdaidal]

Touch starved roommates, touch starved ROOMMATES!

Oh 🙊 This is one of my favorite tropes, honestly. I've also loved writing this one (even if it's not a ST ship, but anyway).

This turned out a bit long (I was supposed to post a small snippet only) but oh well:

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Slowly, Cloud started running his long, slender fingers through Zack's hair again. Massaging the scalp underneath with gentle, rotating motions. The blond tried his best not to gawk at his gorgeous raven-haired friend whose head rested comfortably on his lap. Bright blue eyes speckled with mako green, half-lidded and hazy—long dark eyelashes spread like a curtain around them—, stirring prettily every time Cloud's fingers hit the spot. Cloud bit his lower lip and barely held back a whine when Zack's eyes closed, and the other man suddenly hummed deep and low in his throat. A sound which vibrated deep within his chest, and came out less like a sigh and more like a small moan. If Cloud didn't know any better, he could've sworn this moment between them had slowly turned almost... erotic. The thought alone made him swoon, just a little bit. His mind had quickly drifted off somewhere else for a moment—to a land far, far away filled with dreams and inappropriate desires regarding his best friend slash roommate—that Cloud knew he should not even consider doing, let alone be thinking of. Deep in thought, swirling through a hot daydream, Cloud's hands had gradually stalled over Zack’s head. His mind spiraling out of control and entering an unknown territory, that felt both strange and good; far better than his reality. His head spun, his ears rang with the blood rushing through them, and his chest suddenly constricted with emotions and desires that couldn't be unleashed, so he kept them safely locked inside his mind instead. That is until a snap of fingers interrupted him. Cruelly pulling and dragging him away from that sweet, sweet, hot daydream, that made him feel so happy and safe for a moment. Away in a dream. Cloud blinked dumbly. His big, baby blue eyes all wide and confused. "Huh?" And there it was again. That wide, playful grin that Zack used whenever he was flirty—with Cloud, or just anyone, really. The corners of his eyes wrinkled with joy while his turquoise eyes glinted and sparkled with this sudden, self-satisfied mischief.

"Where were you? You kind of zoned out for a bit," Zack asked, smirking. "Were you daydreaming about me?" Cloud's face burned. He looked away, not wanting to witness that stupid, smug grin plastered on Zack's stupid, smug handsome face, that Cloud had become all too familiar with and knew like the back of his hand. Unlike Zack, Cloud was painfully shy on most days, and his cocky roommate love to tease him and make him blush.

Cloud wouldn't give him that satisfaction. Not today, not now. “Don’t be ridiculous, Zack. Why would I ever daydream about you?” “Hmm, let me see...” Zack put a finger on his lower lip, pretending to look thoughtful there for a moment. Cloud considered punching him just for that. “Oh, I know! Cause I’m hot, irresistible and funny?" "Umm, how about modest?" Zack hummed, casually and unironically, and continued, "'Without me, your life would be lonely, boring and miserable. 'Cause you're not exactly a people person, Cloud; you don't actually go out and put effort into making new friends and connections, so that's where I come in. I bring them here and take us to all these cool parties, so you won't have to sit here alone and die of boredom. Also, not to be mean or anything but you can't cook to save your life. Like, seriously, dude. You lived off of microwave foods and energy drinks for months until this one mysterious, handsome chef moved in, took over your kitchen and saved your day. And every single day he cooks you these nice, delicious meals completely free of charge and out of the goodness of his pure heart because he likes to see you full and happy. So... you're welcome, babe."

Cloud rolled his eyes and wanted to argue that there was absolutely nothing mysterious about Zack. But his lips had already quirked at his friend's words, instantly betraying his delicate, quickly crumbling facade. It hadn't gone unnoticed by Zack whose victorious grin only seemed deepen at this quiet admission. Zack wiggled his eyebrows stupidly, and Cloud could only snort fondly and shake his head at him. This guy. “You’re so full of yourself. You know that, right?” “But I’m not wrong, am I? You'd miss me, terribly.”

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hello again author would it be ok if i request another scenario?

The freader is a mysterious warrior that can rival a god although most of the story they thought that she was a male and no one knows her appearance because she is always wearing a blindfold or a mask.

In this scene Brunhilde decided to choose her as a fighter in Ragnarok and her opponent is the Goddess of Chaos and destruction. The fight was very intense but of course the reader win in the end. When the Goddess of Chaos and Destruction was about to die the reader suddenly went towards her and kneel in front of the goddess. At first the goddess felt that she was insulting her, her last straw when the reader half carry her and then the Goddess decided to attack her which the reader received a scratch and made her cloth that covered in her face was torn. Suddenly the Goddess went shock especially after she saw the reader eyes they are like a night sky that has a light of stars and almost seems like a jewel. For some reason it gives the Goddess a comfort because all through her life the night is her only comfort. She smiled sincerely shocking all of the gods and goddesses because the only time that the Goddess smiles is when she us feeling a bloodlust. The reader look at her in the eyes as if telling her that she won't die alone. The reader hold her until her last breath and disappears. A moment of silence until the reader heard someone insult the goddess and with no hesitation she stab the god in his mouth with a terrifying glare.

Now I would like to know the reactions of the gods and human fighters.

-The night sky was always so beautiful for you, sparkling but also full of mystery, it comforted you and could never bore you, you could spend hours looking at the night sky.

-Even in Valhalla, where you are closer to the stars, they never bored you.

-You were a fearsome but quiet warrior, preferring to be by yourself for the most part, but there were a few you got along with, Kojiro and Raiden were the first friends you had made, thinking you were a ninja, as your whole head and face was covered by a dark raven shaped mask and invited you out to drink.

-You regretted that decision the following morning when you were so hungover you couldn’t even sit up.

-When training you could get requests from both humans and gods, as they could all see your strength, and the gods who were willing to spar did admit openly that you were strong, giving them a challenge.

-When Brunnhilde approached you to fight for humanity, you agreed almost instantly, hoping for a real challenge this time, feeling almost giddy with excitement!

-Your opponent was a fearsome goddess, one of chaos and destruction, powerful but heavily disliked all around, mainly because she always liked to cause problems with others, resulting in wars, mass genocides, and more.

-Blows were traded and you got what you wished for, with a stronger fight, but you couldn’t help but smile, even if you weren’t walking out of here unscathed.

-You leapt up, the sun at your back, blinding your opponent and you were quick to slash her in an ‘X’ shape across her chest, winning.

-You turned to her as she glared at you and you bowed your head in respect to her, thanking her for the fight.

-Seeing his as disrespect she charged at you with a scream on her lips and she stunned all by catching your mask, tearing your mask from your face and your long hair tumbled out, revealing to all that you had been a woman all this time.

-She was stunned, gawking at you before she froze, meeting your eyes, they were dark, but also so full of life, almost like they were full of stars. It was like looking at the night sky.

-She relaxed as she started to fade away, a soft, genuine smile appearing on her lips which stunned everyone in attendance, it moved many to tears, seeing her look so innocent, so happy.

-Your eyes met her own as she approached, more of her body chipping away, piece by piece before she made it to you, lifting a hand to cup your cheek, the only soft thing she’s every done for anyone while your starry eyes look into her own, comforting her that she’s not alone.

-As she vanished and you were announced the winner you sighed, almost sadly, sad to lose an opponent like that.

-A voice then shouted out, “Good riddance!!” you turned, your eyes instantly narrowing, seeing a god laughing loudly while others around him looked angry, yelling at him.

-He opened his eyes as they had been closed and instantly he leapt back in fear, seeing you suddenly there before you bent over and grabbed your sandal off your foot and began to beat him senseless, “She fought for you- you bastard! I don’t see your ass out there fighting! What’s the matter, can’t handle a shoe?! Hey- let me go!!”

-Raiden and Kojiro had quickly comer over, Kojiro throwing you over his shoulder to get you away from the now bruised god who then called you a bitch.

-You threw your shoe with accurate precision, nailing him in the face, knocking him out instantly and Raiden was quick to fetch it for you.

-You pouted in the infirmary, sitting with Jack and Hercules, who had fought to a draw, leaving no winner, which is why you had to fight. Raiden was poking your cheek, “You were a woman all this time? Why didn’t you tell us?”

-You weren’t bothered, giving a small shrug, “You didn’t ask.” He pouted, glaring lightly down at you as Kojiro tied the last of your bandages up with a little bow, something you couldn’t help but grin at.

-Hercules grinned as he was sitting across from you, “Your fight was amazing! Once we’re better can I ask for a match?” you thanked Jack for the tea, agreeing before Raiden and Kojiro were quick to ask the same thing.

-Raiden then beamed down at you, “Wanna come drinking with us to celebrate afterwards?” you dry heaved, shocking them all as you glared, “I’m never drinking with you again.” The infirmary was quickly taken over by laughter while you were pouting lightly.

[infoglitch]

Branded Dogma

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Emilia and shrigg stared each other down as Emilia prepared her sword with shrigg disrobing revealing a black shirt, dark blue coat that had the wings attached to it, and lastly wearing black pants with metal boots that took the form of a raven's talons. He reached behind him before taking out his two short swords as blue flames enveloped them.

“I advise you to walk away, Emilia. I'm not going to go easy on you just because of the past.” Shrigg said calmly as emilia rushed towards him as she rears back her blade before slashing across only to be stopped by shriggs short swords with him kicking her away sending her back.

Emilia had caught herself before seeing shrigg about to slash her, her sword disappeared as she rolled out of the way as she formed a shield around her arm along with a much smaller dagger.

Shrigg wasted no time as he turned and kicked towards Emilia only to meet her shield which blocked the hit. Emilia lowered the shield as she hit his leg with the pummel of the knife only to hear a click as she looked at him as her face went pale. “Shrigg… don't tell me-” emilia spoke before being met with the pummel of shriggs short sword into her forehead which knocked her out.

Shrigg watched as Emilia was about to hit the floor before he caught her as his face displayed a softer expression, a small smile on his face. “you always were the one to worry about Injuries. Rest Emilia.” Shrigg said as he placed her down softly before taking out his mask and putting it back on. He walked away as he grabbed his robe with him putting it back on.

Roze panted heavily as she and Tate stared at the Lyonius in front of them as she danced happily with her pumping the air with her normal fists and her giant mechanical fist.

“This brat Is mopping the floor with us” Tate said, his voice breathy as he noticed Roze was clutching her fist as Kathy soon stopped dancing as she looked at the two beaming with a smile from ear to ear.

“This is great! The boss is gonna be so happy I'm doing well in my first mission! OOOOH big sis I hope you're watching because I am so STOKED!” Kathy shouted as she raised her fists to the sky with her eyes sparkling.

Tate and Roze looked at her confused before Tate had an idea as a huge stupid grin appeared on his face as he stood up before shouting to the top of his lungs with his fists raised high.

“UTA MI MI!” he shouted as he and Kathy looked at each other both having a large grin as their eyes gleamed. Roze face palmed yet it was blocked by her helmet. She knew what would happen.

Meanwhile Carol watched through a window as she looked at the fight her tail swishing back and forth as she watched Tate. “He's such a fool… Emilia, if you keep your promise, I'll personally thank you.” She said as she watch Tate run towards Kathy as he reeled back the fist wielding the gauntlet as Kathy prepared her mechanical fist before the two clashed.

Ryuga sat in his cell as he closed his eyes and listened to the silence. He soon heard the door open and when he opened his eyes he saw a strange man, a man with faded golden hair, and his azure eyes staring at him.

“You're a new face.” Shrigg spoke as Ryuga Stared at him before standing as the chains that bound him clinked about. “May I ask for your name?” Ryuga asked as Shrigg and him stared each other down.

“Shrigg modius. I'm the leader of the brigade. And you just so happen to be?” Shrigg questioned as Ryuga took a moment before breathing in and then exhaling. “For now I'm Ryuga… say you wouldn't happen to be related to the masked man would you?” Ryuga answered before giving his own question as Shrigg grumbled softly before nodding.

“Yes, father modius is my father.. we aren't exactly on good terms.” Shrigg spoke as Ryuga nodded.

“So, Shrigg, why are you here in the prison of all places?” Ryuga asked as Shrigg looked at him closely. “I'm looking for one of my own. He's a a Reguliser, his name is Walker. White fur, he probably came in with a muzzle forced on him.” Shrigg answered as Ryuga scratched his chin before shaking his head. “I've only been here since today, I haven't seen anyone like that.” Ryuga answered as Shrigg sighed before nodding.

Suddenly a growl was heard as a guard was thrown against the wall as both looked at the sight as Shrigg smirked under his mask.

We soon see a burly large white Reguliser as he ripped off the muzzle covering his snout as he wore a dark blue coat and ripped white pants as he left his bare chest covered in his white fur with only a large gash across it being the only other thing visible, he clenched his fists as he wore fingerless gloves.

“Stupid dragmati punks. I thought you had enough dignity to not muzzle me. Guess not.” The Reguliser spoke before adjusting his gloves. He turned to look as he heard a snicker with the Regulisers eyes widen as he saw Shrigg.

“Boss! Didn't expect to see you.” The Reguliser said as he stood tall in front of Shrigg with Shrigg taking off his mask.

“Glad to see you're still you Walker” Shrigg spoke as his face softened before the Reguliser took notice of Ryuga as he peered towards him.

“You’re the bloke that crashed just in front of the damn church aren't ya mate?” Walker questioned as Ryuga nodded with Shrigg looking at the Draknian with curiosity.

“You attacked the church?” Shrigg questioned as Ryuga looked at him slightly confused but more so annoyed. “Correction, they attacked me, I simply fought in self defense.” Ryuga answered as Walker chuckled softly. “Well your “self-defense” must have been one tough defense, heard you got knocked out by four of the priests. That's no easy feat. “ Walker added as Ryuga looked at him curiously.

Ryuga was about to ask a question before Kathy stumbles down the stairs before landing with a “OOMF” as Walker walked up to her before picking her up.

“You good lass? I don't need to call ye sister , do I?” Walker asked as Kathy was still dazed as small yellow bird appeared in her vision as they flew circles around her head. “B-birdies.. pretty birdies” Kathy mumbled as Shrigg frowned before putting his mask on.

“Walker, you take Kathy out of here. I'll back you up, oh and we’re bringing the lizard.” Shrigg spoke as Walker looked at him before turning to Ryuga with both raising an eyebrow.

“Just do it already!” Shrigg ordered as walker nodded before turning to the cell gate as he put down Kathy, he soon began picking the lock to the cell with his claw.

“Wait, don't unlock it!” Ryuga exclaimed as Shrigg and Walker looked at him confused. “Look I have something I need to do, I need answers and the person who has them is this father modius, I can't go with you.” Ryuga said as Walker and Shrigg looked at each other before looking at Ryuga. Shrigg sighed as Walker took out his claw and picked up Kathy, the three ran up the stairs with Ryuga simply watching before sighing, hoping he didn't just make the biggest mistake of his life.

Emilia stirred awake as she felt someone grab her shoulders before shaking her awake. “Emilia! Emilia get up!” A voice called as she soon opened her eyes to Roze and Tate were above her as Roze was knelt down and clutching Emilias shoulders.

“R-roze.. what are you doing? W-where… where's Shrigg?!” Emilia shouted the last part as her eyes went wide before she shot up as she looked around.

“Shriggs gone… same with his teammate and one of the prisoners.” Roze spoke as she scowled at herself with Emilia sighing. She stood up and dusted herself.

“I'm gonna check to see who they busted out.” Emilia spoke as Roze and Tate looked at her before nodding. Emilia headed towards the prison as her mind raced with thoughts of who got broken out, or if Ryuga got freed-

Ryuga. Why was he of all prisoners one of the first thoughts she had? Maybe recency bias, or the fact he was able to nearly defeat her, Roze, Tate, and Alexander. Regardless he was- to her- a point of concern.

She soon descended the stair case and to her surprise Ryuga was still in his cell as his eyes focused on her. He raised a hand as he waved at her.

“Your.. still here in your cell?” Emilia questioned as she walked up to Ryuga’s cell. With Ryuga simply nodding.

“Had a nice chat with Shrigg, he seems like a good man.” Ryuga added as Emilia sighed softly before nodding in agreement. “He.. he is.. even if he did turn his back on the church he's never really tried killing or gravely injuring one of us” Emilia replied as she softly clutched her shoulders.

“You seem… uncomfortable. May I ask why?” Ryuga questioned softly as emilia looked at him before sitting down as the two looked at eachother, the only thing keeping them separated was the cell holding Ryuga.

“I don't know why but Everything is just spiraling out of control now. You landing in ashcadia, shrigg and the brigade attacking, for all I know we could be invaded by aliens.” Emilia spoke putting her head in her hands as Ryuga nodded and looked at her.

“I can agree. I don't have my memories, I am imprisoned, and I have no idea what to do now… theres just a lose of control.. but I guess that's to be expected” Ryuga replied as Emilia looked at him.

“Life can't be controlled… even if we want everything to go as planned.. It just won't… and that can be-” “terrifying.” Emilia interrupted the Draknian as he nodded in agreement.

Emilia and Ryuga sat there. Taking in eachothers presence with Ryuga soon breaking the silence. “Id hope once I'm free I can help you” he spoke as Emilia smiled at him. Emilia soon stood up and dusted herself off.

“Well it won't be long. All I need to do is explain this whole situation to father modius-” Emilia spoke before she was interrupted to father modius- clearing his throat. His eyes peering through his mask. Emilia immediately faced him and stood to attention.

“Father modius, I didn't hear you come in.” Emilia said as father modius raised a open hand as Emilia eased a bit. “Emilia, I need to ask you to do me a favor.” Father modius spoke as Emilia.

“Whatever you require father modius, I will try my best.” Emilia replied her voice filling with enthusiasm. “i require you to execute this Draknian” father modius gestured to Ryuga as Emilia soon lost that enthusiasm with Ryuga looking at father modius confused and angry, with him standing up.

“Father modius. With all due respect.. I can't kill him, he didn't intend on attacking, he's suffering from amnesia, he doesn't even know his name.” Emilia spoke trying to sound calm as father modius just looked at her before sighing. “Emilia dear, this Draknian is a danger, and with the brigades attack and freeing of their ally, who knows if they have struck up a deal with this Draknian. He needs to be executed… before he can hurt anyone else” father modius reasoned as Ryuga was about to speak before Emilia interrupted him.

“No! He's a innocent, he didn't intend on harming us, and if he wanted to escape with them shrigg would have let him join them. He chose to stay here, he's not a danger” Emilia countered as father modius grumbled.

“He is a still a danger. Whether he wanted to attack or not, it took four out of ten battle priests to defeat him, and you four barely beat him! He can't be allowed to be here or even live knowing he could just attack at will.. I'm sorry my dear but this Draknian needs to die.” Father modius spoke as Emilia just looked at him. Before her sigil glowed as her great sword formed in her hand. Her eyes glow before pointing the sword at father modius.

“I'm not going to kill someone just because there is a chance of them being a threat. I was taught that by YOU.” Emilia spoke harshly as father modius raised his hands up. “Emilia you aren't thinking straight-” father modius was cut off as the sound of shackles breaking were heard as Ryuga had broken before ripping the cell bars off the hinges. He proceeded to grab Emilia and transform into his dragon form before he barreled through the prison and past father modius.

“R-ryuga what are you doing?!” Emilia shouted as Ryuga had her held between her claws before placing her on his back.

“I'm sorry Emilia, but that man.. that man is wrong in the head” Ryuga replied as he soon burst through a window, his wings shielding Emilia. Once through Ryuga opened his wings and started flying. As Emilia looked back at her once home.

(End of “Branded Dogma” page 3)

[deidremercer]

A slightly less formal opinion on Sparkle On, Raven! The Life of Drillgirl - Episode 5: What the Heck Happened to You, Berrycream?

The new Sparkle On, Raven! Is out and that means it's time for another review.

If you haven't seen the new episode yet, check it out here:

First things first MY BOY SLASH GONZALEZ IS BACK!! And he finally found some other students interested in studying the way of the bwade.

Okay anyways the plot. Episode 5 follows Raven and Friends as they attempt to find Berrycream's magic bell amidst the chaos of the school cultural festival. Berrycream is also some kind of rabbit creature I guess? This is to my knowledge weirdly common in fanime, and honestly I'm kind of here for it. This episode has some good gags, I like Lord Albert Tensei's maid outfit, not even as like a joke I think he's just slaying. (That means genius) Getting to see some of the clubs from the previous episodes doing their thing as well as some new ones is cool. I love that they go to Ryan Sasuke for help and when he says "yeah I've seen it" they just ignore him for a good while, not quite as funny as previous episodes but I still had a good time. You can tell that the reason this one took so long is how good a lot of the animation is. There's some really smooth stuff this episode, and even in a few scenes some genuinely pretty good shading while in motion. Dark Shi gets a lot more screentime than usual this episode, usually they're pretty quiet but with Berrycream hiding most of the episode they get to step up as a supporting character. They even get a couple of action shots this time around. I don't think I have any other notes on this episode, it's pretty good but not my favorite, nothing that beats out Slash's sword being cut or PAUL PHEONIX in terms of my favorite bits in the show, though I did find Dark Shi sipping on their Mondo Bev to be far funnier than I probably should've.

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Wings of love

Feysand as fairies. A Thumbalina reversal inspired AU

Summary: Feyre has been visiting the heart of the forest her whole life. One day she discovers another creature sharing her meadow.

a/n: I was meant to post this for day1 of feysand month but I went away so I didn’t get to chance to finish it. The ending was super rushed but I hope you enjoy:)

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Light simmered down through the cluster of leaves, illuminating the expanse of wildflowers and the jewel-blue stream. The steady flow glinted brightly as it travelled to the lake, crystal in clarity, the lifeblood of the forest.

The wind whistled past her ear, her soft golden hair caressed her cheek. Birds chirped from where she peaked behind the rough and patchy brown bark of the willow tree. The hanging branches swayed and rustled with the wind, creating a melody only known the forest. The sweet musky perfume of the heart wafted to her nose, along with another scent, sea and citrus. A scent that was unknown to her.

Her eyes caught sight of an unusual creature, one that was not known to travel this deep. Humans, her kind named them. Creatures that were told to have no kindness in their hearts and destroyed the very forest they worshipped.

This male human stood in the river, holding a long stick-like shape. A sword. Why the human held one, she couldn’t comprehend. As quick as light, he slashed his sword through the water. The water rippled as droplets fell from the metal…and the fish speared on the end.

She gasped as she realised what he had done. Just as quickly his head whipped in her direction and she dashed behind the willow. Her heart thundered in her ears, her palms became damp and her wings fluttered with nerves. She focused on quietening her heart as she desperately tried to listen for the crunching of leaves.

When she felt enough time had passed, she glanced from behind the large tree. The male was still there but he was now closer, much closer. She hadn’t heard him move which sent her heart soaring. Feyre turned back and launched herself off the ground, her storm-blue wings glinted in the sun as they fluttered rapidly behind her.

She didn’t dare look back and flew as fast as she could, until she was long gone from the heart of the forest. Until she passed through the shimmering wall and into the fairy grove. Her home.

*****

After days, she worked up the courage to visit her favourite place. She found herself sitting on a rock, feet dangling into the cool water as she spoke to the fish in the river. Their scales sparkled iridescently as they surfaced, words pouring from their gaping mouths. She found that these river fish had lots to say.

“Green fins said yellow nose had ugly gills!”

“Do you like my new scales?”

“I want a new river!”

“Do you think fish can fly?”

She listened so intently, finding herself smiling and often laughing. Fish were theatrical creatures.

“Have you seen the latest river rocks collection?”

“A crab moved into the river. I don’t like crabs.”

“Did you hear blue gills lost his fins!”

“—a human boy near the river”

A human boy? Was it the same male she saw not a few days ago. Her curiosity got the best of her as she leapt into the air, her wings held her afloat as water droplets fell from her feet.

Feyre listened to the sound for the sound of the forest, she used her instincts and connection to the meadow as her guide.

She caught sight of raven locks and as the male turned, she was captured by the intensity of his sparkling violet eyes. It was the same male that hunted from the heart. She hid in the tree forage as she watched him from a distance, never allowing herself to be revealed.

Feyre followed him, the forest changing with every step. The trees slowly dwindled, and the grass gradually lost the vibrance of life. Plants became few and far between, and flowers rapidly diminished. Her beautiful sacred forest was becoming lifeless. Her forest was dying.

Eventually, the air she breathed became clouded and dense, the dirt beneath her feet turned to gravel as they reach the outskirts of a village. The male stopped at the house furthest from the village. Why any human would live in such a house was unknown to her. It didn’t even look liveable.

As the human walked inside the house, she darted up to the side and glanced over the thresh of the windowsill, into the house. She saw the male walk in and place a new fish on the tabletop. She heard him call a name and then suddenly little feet tapped along the wood of the floor. A little girl with dark hair and violet eyes just like his own, ran up to him as he knelt and embraced her.

Suddenly, she realised why he was in the forest. Why this human had ventured so deep. He was providing for the little girl, his sister, and it seemed, he was the only one able to. Something inside her cracked open. Stories and chronicles depicted humans with no kindness in their hearts. That they were vicious and selfish beasts that would take and take and take until nothing was left. This human seemed to be the complete opposite, he had far too much selflessness and kindness.

She understood now and as she left, her heart felt lighter with the knowledge that there were creatures with love in their hearts.

*****

As time passed, Feyre found she enjoyed watching the human work. He was wonderful, she believed it in more ways than one. It may have been days, may have been weeks but all the time in the world couldn’t stop her from study him, his unique eyes. She did not know of any fairy that possessed such and it made her awfully curious. She would watch him hunt, no longer fearful of the act, and follow him home.

She started bringing her sketchbook, admiring his features and putting them on paper. He was beautiful, even by fairy standards.

On one warm afternoon, she was doing just as she did the day before. She walked the path she knew by memory. Feyre felt the soft dirt and silky grass as she trudged along the hidden path. She felt the cool press of metal, then heard a click and a snap, and suddenly she was in the air. She dangled upside down, her foot was tied. Her wings fluttered desperately, and her hands grappled at the rope. Her panic set in and she didn’t notice the approaching footsteps.

She did hear the snap of a stick and her head whipped in the direction of the sound. A gasp tore from her throat as the male she had been watching, the human male, was standing before her, looking at her as if she was the strange one. His eyes were wide and his mouth was parted in shock. Her eyes burned with unshed tears, there was a ringing in her ears, and her heart beat like it never had before. This was it. Humans truly were terrible creatures, she should have listened to the stories. They had no kindness, no love, and hunted until they destroyed. The daydream she’d created as an escape, was a lie.

“Hey, hey, I’m not going to hurt you,” his words did little to calm her as her heart raced and she gasped for air.

She barely focused on the human's movements, her inner turmoil the spectacle. When she was suddenly falling, her wings squashed beneath her, she finally focused on the male crouched before her.

Feyre shot up, only for the rope to pull her back down. The pale skin of her ankle began to turn red with her rapid movements. She dropped to the ground, arms reaching, attempting to remove the rope from her searing skin.

“Let me help you,” Feyre flinched, unaware of how close he had gotten. He tentatively grabbed her foot as her body trembled. The male gently placed one hand under her heel, the other drifting to the rope. He twisted and untied, untangling the ropes like it was a puzzle. She still feared him but was fascinated with how his hands moved around the rope.

“How did this happen,” he muttered under his breath. Feyre chose not to answer. He looked at her, his violet eyes piercing her own. “Have you been following me?” Feyre felt heat rise to her cheeks, the male chuckled.

“What’s your name, darling?” Her entire face flamed at the pet name. His question was met with silence and guarded eyes. “I’m Rhysand but call me Rhys,” he continued. She still didn’t reply and he sighed, his hand continued untying the knot surrounding her ankle.

Minutes drifted by in silence, the hissing of rope the only sound to be heard. Feyre studied Rhys as he worked on her foot. He was truly beautiful, magically so. Her hand reached out, fingertips gently traced the highlines of his cheeks. His skin was smooth to the touch, soft and silky.

Her fingers led their own path, creating patterns only known to her. They slowly drifted towards his ears, very different from her own, round opposed to her pointed ones. Feyre traced the shell of his ear, awed by his human features.

It wasn’t until he placed her foot on the ground she realised she had been staring… and that he stared back. Their eyes locked, his seemed to hold the very nights sky she worshipped.

“Feyre, my name is Feyre,” she whispered. His answering smile was enough to send her heart racing.

She stood abruptly, confused by her feelings. Feyre offered her gratitude and began slowly walking backwards. She was grateful for his kindness but she wasn’t ready to trust him yet, to offer up a part of herself willing, not after growing up on bedtime stories that instilled fear.

Rhys took a step forward, then stopped. He seemed to debate whether to follow her. “Will you come back?” he asked, eyes shining with the hope to see her again.

She began to lift from the ground, her wings sparkled in the light and her feet were inches from the ground. She gave him the most honest answer from her heart. “Maybe,” she replied, a grin formed at his expression as she fluttered away from the fascinating human male.

*****

Feyre was in utter bliss. That’s what it felt like when he smiled at her, when his hands touched her skin, when his lips caressed her own. Rhysand was her everything.

“Feyre—,“ he didn’t get to finish his sentence as she silenced him with a kiss. He didn't seem to mind when his soft lips caressed her own.

“Feyre...I need...to...” he said between kisses. “I…have…to… Feyre,” he moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair, gently tugging his mouth back to hers.

He eventually pulled away, resting his forehead on hers as she breathed in his salt and citrus scent. It was magnetic, she leaned back in to feel the soft press of his lips. He leaned back but only to smile down at her.

“I have to go back,” he whispered as Feyre wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Come back with me,” she whispered. Rhys stilled and his eyes glazed over. She thought she may have done something wrong. Was he scared to come back with her? She thought if you loved someone enough anything could be possible. “I can’t Feyre, my sister—”

Oh. In her newfound happiness she momentarily forgot about his family. The dark feelings inside her grew. She was desperate to not be separated from her love. “She can come with us and then we can be together,” she said, her heart rapidly beating. He gave her a look and she had been around him, studied him for so long, she knew what it meant. “I can make you like me. You can have wings. Rhysand please, don’t leave me,” she whispered brokenly.

Rhys pulled Feyre into his arms. “Darling, I will never leave you. You are my love. But your people—“

“Don’t worry about them. You know what I am,” she muttered, referring to the hidden marks that glittered silver when she was in fairy grove. The ancient runes of intricate swirls flowed around her body. They were the markings of her people, the markings of her family, passed down generations, bestowed upon the chosen heir.

“A princess.”

“The princess. I can make all your magical dreams come true,” she grinned up at her prince. “Fairy grove can provide for you and we can be together.”

“Does that mean we can be together together?”

“Of course,” she said, a slight frown edged into her features. She didn’t understand until Rhys knelt on one knee, hands reaching into his back pocket to pull out a ring.

The ring was beautiful. Twisted strands of gold and silver, flecked with pearl and set with a stone of deepest blue. She was completely overwhelmed, tears blurred her vision. “Feyre, my love, my darling, the last year has been the happiest of my life all because you were in it. When I first saw you in the forest, I thought you were the most beautiful creature I had seen. I was wrong. You are the most beautiful creature, inside and out. Every day I look forward to hearing your laugh or seeing your smile but what I look forward to the most is just being with you. Being able to talk to you, being able to love you, to just being your friend. You are the shining light in my world of darkness. Feyre Archeron, will you make me the happiest person by becoming my wife?”

Feyre’s knees gave out as she launched at Rhys, almost knocking him to the ground. She took his face between her hands, her eyes staring into his. “Yes, yes I will marry you,” she sobbed and Rhysand kissed her. The kiss was tender and full of so much love. When they broke apart, he placed the ring on her finger. They both admired how the ring fit her perfectly.

Rhys covered her hand with his own, entwining their fingers. Together they walked hand in hand as Feyre led Rhys to fairy grove, her home. Many kisses were shared on the way and by the time they reached the border, the sun had fallen. The sky shimmered as Feyre guided Rhys through the border.

Feyre smiled at her prince as she showed him her home. At the centre of the meadow was a grassland surrounded by a circle of stones. The ancient grounds were the one place uncovered by the trees forage, allowing the stars to twinkle down upon fairies. The area was sacred and often used in many celebrations.

Tonight the stars were witnesses as Rhys and Feyre declared their eternal and undying love for each other. When they finally completed the rite with a kiss and they were married in the eyes of the stars, did Rhys begin to change. His ears elongated, eyes brightened but most noticeably he grew wings, very similar to her own. Beautiful black translucent wings bloomed from his back, sparkling purple iridescent when light shined upon them.

Feyre had given him wings just as she promised. They could live thousands of lifetimes together as husband and wife, lovers, friends and fairies.

To never feeling alone again.

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