#stygain

[kirkped]

the ladies

[hylespy]

Some sketches of Stygain Park and some creatures the player can encounter if not careful.

[melit0n]

I know it's already been talked about that the dead pixel Anya talks about is meant to be an analogy for Jimmy, but I'm obessed with the idea that Jimmy is the dead pixel for the reason that Curly can't see it. Afterall, Jimmy is his best friend. He sees only the 'good parts': the living parts creating a painting of something mimicking normality.

Like every other inhumane monster, he's hidden away in the hum of humanity. A black hole that you're unable to distinguish from the stygain darkness of space until it's too late. And I just think that's a very, very brilliant analogy.

[4dmc]

YOOO they brought out the DmC lesser demons it's the Lesser Stygian for now

[ranchracoon]

Ch. 16 Morning

The next morning when you awoke the first thing you noticed was the warmth and pressure against your back. You sighed contently as you cuddled against Donna who tightened her arm around your waist with a soft sigh followed by her face being buried into your neck. The second thing you noticed was the absolute blackness around you, your eyes could make out some things, grasping at any, singular, molecule of light it could. Unfortunately the moment was ruined by a clock that chimed in the distance: one chime, two chimes, three chimes, four chimes. Donna groaned and held you impossibly close, she didn't want you to leave, and frankly, you didn't want to leave either. That wasn't an option though, if Alcina found out you left the castle who knows how much more trouble you would be in.

After another moment of enjoying her company, you begrudgingly lift her arm off your side and sit up on the bed. You rolled your head to pop your neck before you stopped to look at Donna who still had her eye closed with a look of discontent. She looked so peaceful with sleep still holding her tightly, and the other pillow engulfed in a sea of Stygain hair. Donna lifted herself off the bed and propped herself on the side of the bed and flicked on the light; both of you flinched and grunted from the intrusion but once your eyes adjusted you engulfed the sight of Donna.

The few times you had seen her hair, it was always up in a bun of some sorts but seeing it fully laid out made you realize just how long it truly was, it came down to her mid back. She stood up and you watched her search for the items of clothing you had discarded the night before, most of them were on your side so you eventually decided to help. You stood up from the bed and collected your clothes, you set them on the bed and began to pick up hers but a hand on your shoulder stopped you. She stood in front of you still in full nude, you knew you had to leave but being able to actually see her made a fire erupt in your core.

Part of her body was the scar tissue that you had seen before, except now you traced it fully; you started with her eye, circled around it to her neck, over her shoulder, and down her arm. The part you hadn't seen or noticed before was on her other arm, it was covered in scars starting at the wrist and ending at the crease of her elbow. Her arm moved behind her when she noticed your stare, you looked up at her but she looked away shamefully. You grabbed her cheeks to force her to look at you and gave her a deep kiss against her lips.

"I love you Donna. Every part of you. Don't forget that."

"I know, I'm still getting used to someone seeing...all of me."

"And I thank you for trusting me enough to be so vulnerable. I especially love that little freckle by your belly button, it kind of looks like a heart."

Donna's face turned red and hot, she abruptly turned away and covered her stomach with her hands to hide it away. You couldn't help but chuckle as she went to the standing closet and searched through it for some clothes. Deciding not to push your luck by further teasing her, you got changed into the clothes you wore there, all except the cloak which Angie still had. Donna dressed quickly, in a blink of an eye she was in black leather-like pants, a long sleeve button up with a flared collar, knee high leather boots, and was currently putting her hair up. How did she do that so fast? By the time you got fully dressed, she had her mask back on and was covering her shoulders with another cloak. She looked you over and furrowed her brow a little, she glanced over her closet again and tapped her chin.

"You can't go out in this weather without something to keep you warm. Didn't you wear something when you came?"

"Yes, the cloak you gave me but Angie took it because it was soaked and covered in mud."

"I see..."

Donna hummed to herself before she pulled out a trench coat, the inside was extra lined and instantly trapped your body heat when you slipped it on. The outside was some kind of fur that Donna assured was fake but repelled water just like the real thing. You looked up at her one last time as she smiled at you sadly, you took her hand in yours and walked with her through the manor. Thankfully it wasn't raining but the fog was thick enough it could be cut with a knife, even the lantern that Donna had grabbed gave little visibility. At least no one would see you, because no one was awake at this hour, but also because of the fog giving you the perfect cover.

You led the way, the mud sloshed beneath your boots and the dried mud from the night before didn't help your traction at all. When you got to the hole leading down to the basement, you sighed heavily and watched your breath form in front of you then blend with the fog. You turned around to Donna and gave her a tight hug, she hugged you back and squeezed, you wished you could stay in her arms but time was ticking away. Literally. With a quick kiss goodbye, you finished the journey alone, using your hands and feet to scoot down the rubble. Every time a rock rolled down the pile and clattered to the floor you froze in place, praying to whatever being looked over you that no one heard. One on solid ground, you felt your way along the wall and up the stairs until you hit the wooden door, you tried to push on it but it wouldn't budge.

You tried again thinking maybe it was stuck and not locked, with a few grunts and bangs with your shoulder the door suddenly clicked to life. Your heart shot to your throat; what if it was Alcina? You started to get nauseous as your heart raced faster, the light from a lantern peeked through the crack and everything fell in relief when you saw Bela. She stared at you shocked and quickly moved to the other side of the door and shut it behind her.

"Where have you been? I was up all night worried that something happened to you! I was expecting a few hours at most, not all night!" She paused for a moment then looked you over, her shocked face turned to one of realization, "oh...oh! Oh my..did..did you and Lord Beneviento? You know what, I don't want to know."

"I'm sorry Bela, I hope your mother isn't angry."

"Oh she's pissed, but not at you. That maid who disappeared yesterday still hasn't returned. That doesn't matter right now, we need to get you changed before my mother sees you and knows you left the castle. The maid was supposed to retrieve your things but considering that didn't happen..you'll have to borrow some of mine. Take off your boots so you don't track in mud."

Your face got hot in embarrassment but you still complied and took off your boots then followed her from the basement in your socks. The staff must be very thorough because every few steps you would slip on how polished the floors were. On your way to Bela's room you passed Cassandra who erupted in a fit of giggles, you gave her the side eye as she motioned her pointer finger over you.

"I know a walk of shame when I see one." She giggled.

"It's only a walk of shame if you have something to be ashamed of. Perhaps you should reevaluate your definition." You remarked.

"You got me there." She chuckled.

Bela rolled her eyes and sighed sarcastically, otherwise she remained quiet until you got to her bedroom.

"You got five minutes. Find something that fits, you look about the same size as me so you should be fine. Shoes are in the organizer off to the side, all of them are inside shoes. If you are assigned to go outside you'll have to change your shoes."

You felt anxious to be searching through her things but..she did give you permission so you rummaged through her stand up dresser and another dresser on the other side of the wall. She mostly had dresses but you managed to find something you would fit comfortably in, after you changed you opened the door and twirled around for approval. Bela shrugged and gave you a nod of approval then waved her hand for you to follow her once again.

"I don't know what mother has in store for you, but with the maid missing she might make you take her place. She hasn't slept all night because of it, so to be safe I'm going to escort you to the main hallway where she always gives out the daily assignments. Maybe she'll give you something, maybe she won't." She said quickly.

Her pace increased when she noticed a maid up ahead, you picked up your pace to keep up with her and started to pant a little. The consequences of not eating or drinking or anything starting to catch up to you. The main hall was as you remembered: grand, full of golden, ornate decorations around the molding, and an equally grand fireplace with a fire whose flames burned the edges of the mantle. The maids stood at attention with their backs against the fire, when you stood next to one your back immediately started to sweat from the intense heat; it felt as if your back was being set on fire.

You glanced over at the maids next to you, they ranged from girls no older than 16 or 17 all the way to 50 year old women. The woman next to you looked to be around the same age as you, give or take a year or two. It made you wonder how they came to work here, Alcina said something about them having run-ins with Heisenberg but that couldn't be all of them. Shortly after Alcina entered from a door far off to the left in a second portion of the main hall, she glided up the steps to where you and the maids stood. Bela disappeared, you looked around to see if she moved elsewhere but she was nowhere to be found. Alcina walked down the lane of maids, giving each of them a direct chore or order to complete until she stopped at you. You looked at her and she looked you over, now that she was closer you could see the exhaustion over her features. The crows feet and bags underneath her eyes were prominent from lack of sleep, her half-hearted smile exposed the wrinkles on her cheeks.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?" She asked softly.

"Well, when mother Miranda said I had come here, I figured she meant I would work for you." You answered.

Alcian sighed and held her hands in front of her, "that's not necessary my dear, however perhaps you can help me."

She dismissed the staff then started to walk toward the large doors on your right, you followed behind as the two of you passed through a dimly lit dining area. She pushed open a second set of doors and held it open for you to go first, this led into a courtyard with a stunning gazebo in the middle with gorgeous foreign flowers surrounding it. Alcina walked past you and took a sharp left, this part of the castle was completely wooden on the inside which made sense after she took an immediate right once inside. You audibly gasped, thinking about how this room alone would have made your parents die from awe. The stage alone was massive with velvet, red curtains that hid whatever was behind them.

A grand piano was in the center of the room, with a few chairs scattered around it and bits of music sheets carelessly sprawled on the bench of the piano. It occurred to you that this must be where Alcina and her daughters practice when Alcina has a performance. Alcina cleared her throat which caught your attention, seeing she was on the other side of the room and you were still standing in the doorway. You scurried over to catch up with her, she proceeded to walk up the rest of the stairs until she stopped in front of a door with the Dimitrescu crest etched onto it. She unlocked the door and let you go first again. This room had broad windows across one wall that overlooked the mountains with a vanity on your right, a standup dresser to your left, and a puffy chair next to the dresser. She opened the glass doors that led to the balcony, she rested a metallic case on top of the concrete railing that revealed a row of neatly arranged cigarettes when opened.

Below the cigarettes was a striking strip and matches that she used to light one of the cigarettes. After a long breath in, followed by a long exhale she turned around and leaned against the railing. Her viridescent eyes looked you over, her brows furrowed for a moment before she shrugged her shoulders and looked off into the distance.

"My maid Tatiana never returned after the meeting, I sent her to fetch your things from Lord Beneviento but when I called this morning Angie said no one arrived. I do hope she didn't get hurt by Karl's pack of incestual beasts he calls dogs. Did you see anything on your way to or from the manor?" She asked.

"No, not that I could see..." you froze once you realized how quickly you answered, "h-how did you know?" You stuttered.

"Oh please, I may have been born at night but it wasn't last night Y/N. I gave up long ago trying to stop them from going into the basement, once they get hurt maybe they'll listen. However, I know they think I don't know, and I had my suspicions, but your answer only confirmed it." She replied nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry for disobeying you Alcina.."

"Technically I never said you couldn't leave, I only wished you had asked rather than assumed. Now back to the topic at hand, Tatiana is still missing and Mother Miranda hasn't answered any of my calls but I'm sure she's busy in the village."

"Don't worry Alcina, we'll find her or find out what happened to her. Perhaps Bela and I could go to the village and ask around?" You offered.

She took another deep breath of her cigarette, "no...with your attack and now my missing maid, I don't want anyone leaving without at least two other people. Or without protection."

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[galaxythreads]

Hello. Ahhh this may be an odd ask so apologies for that. And apologies for the gazillion spelling errors throughout.

 But i wanted to tell u that u r probaly one of my favorite fic writers. Esp within the marvel fandom. Ive reread your fics more times than i can count and greatly enjoy your writing style. So with that in mind please know im trying to say this kindly. 

You are my favorite fic writer . But Im also physically disabled. Your works frequently vist topics of disablity- physical and mental. And even more frequently do u use the word cripple in each work. 

Cripple is a slur agaisnt physically disabled people. It always has been. I understand that its a word that has become very normalized and so phrases like “crippling anxiety” or “crippling debt” or other variations are incredibly common. But its still a slur. And if you are not physically disabled you shouldnt be using this word to describe anyone, but especailay physically disabled charcters. 

One line that i think about quite frequently is in stygain where a charcter remarks that “this disablity had crippled the asgardian” and that is far from the only time something simillar is thought or said about loki, who is blind and physically disabled in this work. 

Frankly Its hard for me to overstate how frequently cripple pops up in your other works too. 

 I understand that this probaly comes from somewhere of ignorarance or just not knowing. But its frustrating to watch such a skilled authour constantly use words that cause serious fucking harm to me and my community. Its very isolating.

i also know that you are (or were) in the process of rewriting stygan. A work prominantly featuring a disabled charcter. And i am asking you to please consider us and the words you chose as you write. 

Again im sorry for the typos or if this is not as perfectly clear as u and i would like it to be. I recomend that you look around more on tumblr or elsewhere for disabled perspectives on this.

Heres one from a disabled authour:

https://cy-cyborg.tumblr.com/post/726304244629749760/cripple-is-a-slur/amp

Thank you for your time, and thank you for your works. I hope you have a good day or night.

Thank you for bringing this to my attention. No, I was not aware that it was a slur. It was my understanding that it was a reclaimed slur, or that most people used the first definition of the word rather than the second, but I can definitely see why it would be extremely frustrating to see that repeated everywhere.

I imagine this is a bit like me and suicide jokes. I can't stand them. They feel insensitive to me, as someone who has attempted, to the point that I have to leave the room/chat when someone makes a joke about it. I'm working on emotional regulation for this - because it is impossible to escape haha - but I can see where you're coming from. Like the squishy Bad feeling. And I don't want to give anyone the squishy bad feeling. I feel really sad that I did.

Any use of cripple has been removed from all of my works - i've double-checked everything, but if you see any more feel free to point it out - and I will be more careful with my word choice in the future.

If you are referring specifically to the blodig skog - which is, haha, filled with internalized ableism - me and another disabled anon have had a long discussion about that work and we came to an understanding about the content in it. I'll give that to you as well, and maybe I'll leave a note at the beginning of the fic, because I know that one goes really, really hard on internalized ableism, which is a very sensitive subject for so many people.

I don't know if you're aware of this, but my left leg is. Not right. I caused some severe damage to it over the course of my eating disorder - damage which has slowly been getting better - but at the time I wrote it, I could barely walk, the pain was debilitating at times, and i was extremely miserable. That work is me Projecting Very Hard Onto Thor, which is why it's like that. As that was a deeply personal experience to me that I was sharing the feelings of, I'm reluctant to change the content inside of it, but I did change the language so everyone can be more comfortable.

Again, thanks for bringing this to my attention, I am sincerely sorry that my ignorance caused distress, pain, or whatever word we want to put here. I take full responsibility for this. I should have double-checked that my understanding was correct, but I do know now, and I promise I will be more careful because i want everyone to feel safe and respected when they read my work. It was never my intention to harm, but that doesn't mean I didn't.

Thank you for the resource, I'll make sure to look at that.

All the best! <3<3<3

-Galaxy

[lovelyweepingglitter]

The Snow King

Once upon a time, the kingdom of Orb was a happy place. The king and queen had two young fraternal twins named Kira Yamato and Cagalli Yula Athha. The kids were their pride and joy. But the royal family had a secret. Kira could create ice and snow out of thin air!

One night, Cagalli convinced Kira to turn the ballroom into a winter wonderland. As the siblings happily play together, Kira accidentally lost control of his magic. An icy blast hit Cagalli in the head, and she fell to the floor, unconscious.

The king and queen rushed the twins to the trolls, mysterious healers who knew about magic. A wise troll named King Peppy saved Cagalli by removing her memories of Kira's magic. He explained that she was lucky to have been hit in the head, not in the heart. The troll told the king and queen that Kira's powers would only grow stronger. "Fear will be his enemy," he warned.

The king and queen knew they had to protect their son. To keep his magic a secret, they closed the castle gates. The king gave Kira gloves to contain his powers, but he was still afraid he might hurt someone. He even avoided Cagalli to keep her safe. Then, when Cagalli and Kira were teenagers, their parents were lost at sea. The siblings had never felt more alone.

Kira stayed inside, where he could hide his magic. But he could not keep the gates closed forever. On the day of his coronation, his subjects were invited inside to celebrate. Cagalli was thrilled at the chance to meet new people! She had barely stepped outside when she met Prince Yuna Roma Seiran of Dardanelles. The two instantly fell in love. At the coronation ball, Prince Yuna aked Cagalli to marry him. Cagalli said yes, and the couple went to ask Kira for his blessing.

Kira refused to bless the marriage. He couldn't let Cagalli marry a man she had just met!

Cagalli couldn't believe her brother. "Why do you shut me off?! What are you so afraid of?!" she cried.

As Kira fought with his sister, he lost control of his magic. Ice seemed to shoot out of his hands. Now all of Orb knew his secret. Panicked, Kira fled into the mountains.

With his secret out, Kira let his powers loose. A stormed raged around him as he created an ice palace and even changed the way he looked. Below him, ice and snow covered Orb. Cagalli felt awful! Leaving Yuna in charge, she went after her brother.

As Cagalli trekked through the forest, she lost her horse. Luckily, she met an ice harvester named Athrun Zala and his reindeer, Haro. The two agreed to help her find Kira.

High in the mountains, Cagalli and Athrun came across a dazzling winter wonderland, where they met a living snowpony! "I'm Stygain," he said.

Cagalli realized that Kira must have created him. She asked Stygain to lead them to Kira so he could bring back summer. Stygain loved the idea of summer and happily led them ot Kira's palace.

Inside, Cagalli told Kira about the terrible winter storm in Orb. "It's okay. You can just unfreeze it," she said.

But Kira didn't know how to stop the snow. Frustrated, he cried, "I can't!!" An icy blast shot across the room and hit Cagalli in the heart!

Athrun rushed to help Cagalli. "I think we should go," he said.

"No, I'm not leaving without him," said Cagalli.

"Yes, you are!!" shouted Kira as he conjured up a huge snowman, which chased them all off the mountain.

Athrun pulled out a rope to help them climb down.

"What if we fall?"

"There's twenty feet of fresh powder down there. It will be like landing on a pillow...hopefully."

At the base of the mountain, Athrun noticed that Cagalli's hair was turning white. He knew his friends the trolls could help.

King Peppy saw at once that Cagalli was hurt. "There is ice in your heart, put there by your brother," he said. "If not removed, you will freeze to solid ice forever."

King Peppy explained that only an act of true love could thaw a frozen heart. Cagalli knew Yuna was her true love. Maybe a kiss from him would save her. Cagalli, Athrun, Haro, and Stygain raced back to Orb to find him.

But Yuna was not in Orb. He had set out to look for Cagalli when her horse returned without her. Yuna and the search party arrived at Kira's palace. The men attacked Kira, and he defended himself. Suddenly, one of the men aimed a crossbow at Kira! Yuna pushed it aside, and the bolt hit a changelier. It crashed to the ground, knocking Kira out. Yuna and his men took him back to Orb and locked him in the dungeon.

Outside the kingdom, Cagalli, Athrun, Sygain, and Haro hurried down the mountain. Cagalli was getting weaker by the mintue. Athrun was worried about her. At the castle gates, he passed her to the royal servants. He started to realize that he cared deeply about Cagalli, but he knew that her true love, Yuna, could make her well again.

Cagalli found Yuna in the library. She asked him to save her life with a kiss, but he refused! Yuna had only been pretending to love Cagalli so that he could take over Orb. Putting out the room's fire, he left Cagalli to freeze.S

In the dungeon, all Kira could think about was getting away from Orb. It was the only way to protect everyone from his powers! Kira became so upset that he froze the whole dungeon and escaped!

Alone in the library, Cagalli realized how reckless she had been. In trying to find love, she had doomed herself, her kingdom, and her brother. Just when Cagalli had given up all hope, Stygian arrived. The snow pony lit a fire, even though Cagalli worried that he might melt.

"Some people are worth melting for," he said.

Stgian helped Cagalli outside, where she spotted Athrun across the forzen sea. If she could reach him in time, she would be saved! But then she saw something else: Yuna was about strike Kira with his sword! With her remaining strength, Cagalli threw herself in front of Kira. Yuna's sword came down just as Cagalli's body froze to solid ice.

Heartbroken, Kira wrapped his arms around his frozen sister. "Oh Cagalli!" he sobbed.

Then something amazing happened: Cagalli began to thaw!

"An act of true love will thaw a frozen heart," Stygain said, realizing what had happened.

"Love!" Kira cried, looking at Cagalli. "That's it!" Realizing that love was the key to his magic, he ended the winder and brought back summer. Kira even made Stygian a little snow cloud to keep him from melting.

Cagalli replaced Athrun's slegih and his supplies. But he wasn't anxious to leave - especially when Cagalli surprised him with a kiss.

Yuna was astonished to see Cagalli alive. "Cagalli?" he said. "But Kira froze your heart."

"The only frozen heart around here is yours!" Cagalli said and sent him reeling with one punch.

With summer restored, Orb returned to normal - but from then on, the castle gates were open for good. For the first time in a long while, Orb was a happy place again. And King Kira Yamato and Princess Cagalli Yula Athha were the happiest of all, for they had found their way back to each other. And they all lived happily ever after.

[beejoux]

I forgot to upload this cutie I did for @periwinkelle for a trade. Cove is adorable!

[xiameow]

BHADFHUABKSDFNJAJSF

[sewingbear]

Love nikki art project:  Stygian Death Outfit 7/100

Still trying to draw as many Love Nikki outfits as I can! :D

I realize I should put more info about the suit for those who don’t play or new to the game: Stygian Death is a suit you can get in the mystery house. So you can’t buy it straight out. According to Love Nikki guides, 64% of users have this suit. This suit also comes into two other colorways! White on white and then there’s black on black. The underdress is the same color basically and the hair color changes. Its sister suit is Sanctity Angel 

Like my art?? Support me on Kofi! https://ko-fi.com/artrainbowshelly

[csmeaner]

lamo i feel like stygains are just those gacha games at this point, but a “closed species”; complicated overdesigned sparkledogs or dog people that will be drawn 1 or 2 times total, events that spends your money all the time [flatsale raffles, ga design sell, auctions] money=higher rarity with epic traits, and was once a pretty cool species? people just took off everything that special about the species and start drawing ugly overdesigned people and animals, sad but true

closed species pretty much are gacha games but with even less to do 

[jadeender]

The Fortress of Darkness and Light Part 1

The next morning the heroes awoke and prepared for the final battle, Legend assured them they could reach Veran’s fortress before the day was over and they revealed in the idea that in only a matter of hours they would be free. Free from the influence of the darks and finally back to their own selves. 

With all their weapons and armor at the ready, magical tools on hand the ten of them set out from Legend’s house. The purple rabbit man, Ravio, had insisted on following them, claiming to worry about Legend’s safety. 

Sighing Sky walked alongside his friends, he should have felt happy to almost be rid of Stygian, but he didn’t. If he was honest he hadn’t felt much at all recently. Stygian kept quiet most of the time which was almost worse than talking constantly. 

The day passed in a haze, everyone was on edge legend and Ravio led the group reassuring every once and awhile they were getting close. Despite being “good friends” Sky never really saw Ravio and Legend act like it. Both of them kept their attention on other things and rarely spoke to each other while they were traveling. 

Sky just wanted it all to be done, he wanted to rest. It had been so long since he’d had a refreshing deep sleep, since he dreamed instead of having cryptid nightmares that only filled him anxiety and stress.

Just after their noon time lunch break Legend turned to address them, his skin had become more ashen recently and the green highlights in his hair more pronounced. 

“In just about ten minutes of walking Veran’s fortress should be in sight. Once we get in we just have to make it to the top and take her out. The usual stuff. I don’t know what kind of traps she’ll have set up so be ready for anything.” With the Legend turned around and lead them on.

Surely enough very soon the fortress appeared in their vision, it appeared like a twisted imitation of Hyrule castle. Colored all dark great a shadow was cast over the land, as they continued on the draw bridge opened and Veran’s voice drifted out over the wind,

“Heroes of light, creatures of dark, and those in between. You seek to be free yet first you must pass through my fortress, trials of dark and trials of light await you. Only if you embrace both will you succeed.” 

As Veran’s voice faded so did the light around them and the heroes slipped into unconsciousness. 

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When Sky awoke again it was like his head was full of dense clouds that made his thoughts fuzzy and slow. Looking around he saw only Legend, Four, Wild, and Twilight. The others were gone. A quick survey showed they were in a small room with a corridor leading outward. 

“She split us up.” Legend observed looking at his friends before registering, “Wait where’s Ravio?”

“He’s probably with the others.” Twi comforted as Sky moved to sitting still trying to clear his head, all their words felt muffled and distant. 

“That means he’s alone with Eternal, and Conqueror, and Callous.” Legend’s breath speed up slightly, looking on the edge of panic. “We need to find them.”

Four grabbed Legend’s hand and signed something Sky couldn’t see. As Twilight continued, “No, that means he’s there with Time, and Warriors and Hyrule. They wouldn’t let the darks hurt him.”

Legend mumbled something Sky couldn’t hear, his ears finally beginning to clear he heard Wild speak up. “We need to get moving, I’m sure we’ll meet up with others if we just go through. 

The others nodded and gathered their things. Sky stood noticing his second sword had slipped out of its scabbard, the sword he loathed to use but found himself carrying most often. Fi still wouldn't respond, not so much as a word or even a feeling in months, it was almost easier to use the demon sword rather than have to deal with that silence.

Sighing lightly he put his swords back in their scabbard as the ghostly image of his old enemy appeared by him, not that the others could see.

"Finally we made it to the stupid palace, I can't wait to be free of this stupid light." Griahim complained as he often did. 

Sky just ignored the sword spirit as he started to follow the others. Ghirahim continued to complain as they went, complaining that he hadn't taken care of the blade or complaining about the temple and it's garish design.

As they ended the hall it opened into a wide room with black and white tiles if the floor, as Wild who was in the lead stepped in the first tile it made a sound like a note played on the piano. 

“What the…?” Wild started.

Veran’s melodious voice floated over them once again “Each of you must play along to the song of the tiles, for if you dont death will befall on these trials.”

The five looked at each other, before Sky spoke up. “I think we need to play music, as we walk across.”

From his bag Sky drew his Zelda’s harp, the small golden harp reminded him of her. A heavy weight settled in his heart as somewhere in the pits of their soul he felt Stygain’s repulse for her. Sky still loved her, more than he had ever loved anyone before, but using her harp felt wrong in his hands.

Trying to push that feeling of disgust away he strummed the harp lightly its golden tones still melodious as they always had been. Four and Legend turned to their bags and dug through them, Four producing a simple ocarina and Legend producing a harp, quite different from Zelda’s. Legend’s harp was pink and blue in a circle, with golden features. As he strummed it the others could feel the power that came from it, this was not just an instrument.

Wild and Twilight just kind of stood there awkwardly and Four turned to them signing “You music play?”

“Well um I do have one thing I could try, I’m not very good with it.” With a few taps of the Sheikah slate wild pulled out an accordion. He squeezed the instrument a few times tapping the keys on the side in a familiar melody though Sky couldn’t recall its name. Legend nodded and they turned back to Twilight who shifted nervously.

“Do you not play any instrument?” Legend questioned. “I've got a spare few in my bag….”

“I um, I usually howl.” Twilight muttered. The others attention snapped back to him. 

“You what?” Legend laughed.

“I howl, I can whistle too but not without a piece of grass.” Twi said his face becoming more assured. 

“It’ll be fine Twilight.” Wild said looking at the others, he shifted his accordion and turned back around to face the room.

Sky watched as Twilight shifted into his wolf form and let out a howl, deep and full. The others played their instruments along with it, the sounds of their odd five piece band mingling together.

Sky strummed the harp as they made their way through the room, each new tile would make a note and they would respond by playing the same or accompanying ones, as they hurried over the floor it grew into a song of sorts each note helping to create the symphony. As Sky played the feeling of the harp in his hands made him warm, glad that he had this piece of her with him.

As they reached the final tile of them room it sounded with a deep tone like that of a church bell striking, though they tried to recreate it only Twilight’s howls came anywhere close to it. Though he should have felt panicked Sky didn’t, he felt calm, calmer than he had in awhile but Zelda’s harp always had that effect on him. Instead Sky just briskly walked forward off the tile into the safety of the hallway as the tile began to crack and shake. The others quickly followed running and in some cases jumping off to make it into the hallway. 

After putting away their instruments the other turned to Sky.

“How did you know that would work?” Twilight questioned. “There could have been some other trap or trick.” 

Sky simply shrugged, “It was the last tile, it was the simplest path.”

After a few more odd glances the others continued on ward as they started through the maze of Veran’s castle, they honestly did more getting lost than they did solving puzzles or setting off traps.

But as they continued Sky kept thinking about that puzzle, about the song they played, once he put it together it seemed familiar, like something Zelda would have played for him when they were younger. An image of her playing the harp, her hands moving lightly over is strings, golden hair gleaming in the sun appeared in his mind conjuring up a small smile on his face.

Could have this witch designed the puzzle, for him? To remind him of his Zelda? Sky’s thoughts wondered at the possibility, but why would she have done that? As he followed that line of reasoning Sky thoughts turned, she was using Zelda’s song to mock him. To use something he loved against him.

The dark part of his mind, the voice and emotions he’d come to associate with Stygian spoke. “You let your pathetic obsession with her make you a fool, even before this witch stepped in.”

“Its not an obsession, I love her.” He defended yet the voice rose again.

“And that makes you all the weaker, thinking yourself worthy of a goddess.” 

Sky’s heart fell as he considered the words, was he really worthy of her and her affection? He spent his entire life learning how to fight to protect her, to be a knight for their home. But for what? For a woman that would never be able to be with him even though they had been reincarnated so many times together. 

The harp now hidden in his pack seemed to grow heavy at his thoughts and he felt a growing repulsion to the instrument. All of that, just to solve a stupid puzzle?

[hylespy]

Stygian Park

Decided to post a little project I have started to work on.

An interactive AU about South Park.

One where you will help and guide the players to safety in a world filled with darkness. You will start off with one player and as you proceed you will come across other players you can help, but be careful some might not be so friendly.

More shall be posted on its progress and hopefully I can get it set up soon to get started.

[ascuastheunstoppable]

Swap AU

AU Where Gunmar is scertly a changeling and Ascuas is the warlord.

Ascuas is banished into the darkland with her army ( Its going to be called Gumm-Gumms/Ombres or Stygain or Umbra) while her “son” Bular stays on the surface. Gunmar is reborn years later as a human who owns a shop with flowers that can kill you.

[twunkboyfriend]

Top 9 selfies of 2018, ordered chronologically!

Tagged by @8eanlord. I tag @stygain @noroominthenext @skatertots @acexual-attorney and whoever wants to jump off of me!

Bonus: transitional compilation (day 1 - month 1 - month 3&4)

[chocolateshepherddreamclod]

Dead ass you called me a moron yet blocked me from viewing your comment girl your in your 30s acting like a bratty teenager bye because I caught your ass lying @silver-wield and you got caught in 4k framing a kid with stygain backing your ass up