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More Random HCs

Avior doesn’t trust birds. Oh they’re very pretty but they’re flappy and unpredictable.

Sam was on the debate team at D.A.M.N. 

So is Damien.

David isn’t ticklish, apart from one specific spot only Angel and Asher know. And they’re not telling.

Anton has a record player. He has bluetooth speakers all around his house and loves music on his headphones but the record player is his favorite.

Hush can sit very still and exude total calm to make lil bugs come to him. He’s like a creepy Disney Princess.

Blake is a sucker for cheesy romance films. Really sappy ones that make him ugly cry.

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Little Warden WIP

Continuing with my theme of posting unfinished WIPs, this is part of a longer fic set after Warden and Vega meet Hush that I won't finish. Unfinished mostly because it's kind of close to what ended up happening! This section is really just Warden.

It stands on it's own, the rest doesn't but if anyone's curious I could try to pull it together into something readable when I have time. I hope you enjoy it.

I miss my Sadism demon almost as much as I miss my snarky Inchoate.

Vega’s death replayed itself in Warden’s head over and over again. They didn’t remember running, or where they went. All they could hear was the sound he made as he died. All they could see was his magic spilling out of him, and evaporating into the air around them in the Closeknit headquarters as the stranger simply ripped everything he was out of him. Warden ran, paying no mind to where they were.

Moving with demonic speed, zipping between buildings and up streets until streets gave way to dirt tracks and they judged themselves to be a safe enough distance from the building that until recently had housed the cult. Although, if this being could cut down Vega where he stood without a second thought, was Warden really safe? Warden stopped and looked back in the direction of Dahlia, and blinked. Then, they sat down heavily in the dirt right where they were, and sobbed. The little sobs gave way to heaving wails as the enormity of everything weighed down on them. Everything from the breakout, their injuries, finding out about the gods being real and even the possibility of Vega having his reasons for what he’d done. Thoughts of the Department not being everything Warden had hoped - their entire life becoming upended. Vega moving from prisoner in their mind to carer, to cared for. And now gone. Brutally ripped from them in a second.

 Warden may have only had a facsimile of a heart, built on their command to simulate the fantasy of being human. Breathing only to complete the illusion of lungs and life but ultimately it wasn’t real. But the feelings were real. And the grief was real. As the human body summoned the tears from Warden’s eyes, seemingly without their input or desire, Warden experienced something else new. That heartbreak is named so because it feels very much as though the heart truly is breaking into shards, stabbing into the lungs and stealing the ability to form breath or even the next thought. And even demons with only a pretend heart and pretend lungs can suffer.

Their feelings were complicated just then. If you’d have asked all those weeks ago how they felt about Vega, they’d have been much more detached. They’d have told you he was another case. Another patient. Another inmate. Now, he was something else entirely. Was, they reminded themselves. Now what he was, was gone. 

Warden finally collected their thoughts, and wiped their eyes, smearing dirt across their face. They didn't care. What did it matter? They’d failed in every way. Recapturing Vega? Fail. Helping Vega in any meaningful way? Fail. Even existing as a demon? Big fat fail. Vega had been right, Warden had given up so much of themselves to masquerade as a human, that their first thought had been "run" when it should have been "rift". The only reason they hadn’t rifted in the first place weeks ago was to prevent either the Solitares or the department getting a lock onto their location. It was rather redundant now. Feeling bereft, stupid and lost, Warden rifted home without even getting up.

Back home, it was as though nothing had changed. How dare things be this mundane? How could things look and smell the same when so much had irrevocably altered in Warden’s life? This much normalcy when things wouldn’t ever be normal again. The teacup on the side, still with the teabag in from the morning of the breakout. Washing still in the washing machine. Warden knew they didn’t have to do such human things, but they liked to fit in, even in private. Vega had seen the demon under the human facade and Warden doubted they’d bother with these things again. They’d decided to embrace who they really were, and walking back in was almost like seeing parts of somebody else's life. A demon had replaced the imposter who used to live here. Someone had hit pause here while Warden’s life had spiraled into fast forward and - 

“Hello, Inchoate.”

Warden screamed.

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Does anyone else ever think that at some point my favourite Sadism demon is gonna meet my favourite…Sovereign knows what? Like, Vega wants to snaffle a Sovereign and pop them back into Aria so demons can munch on their power without needing to feed on humans, right? And Hush is meant to free the Sovereignty so maybe an incredibly old and powerful demon is going to have a run in with an incredibly powerful something.

So it’s going to be fun if Vega tries to stop Hush. Hush “burned a path out of Aria” and I don’t see Vega taking too kindly to that. And Hush won’t take kindly to being stopped. And I find that fun to think about.

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Incorrect Redacted Quotes - Part...something...

(Featuring conversations from people I live with)

(I worry about them)

Freelancer: There's demons in here, and not the fun kind. Damien: How is that even a sentence in your vocabulary?

Smartass: Don't shout at your subordinates! They don't like it. Aaron: I know at least one of them does. Smartass: Then do it as a treat. If they're good.

Vega: I'm not wasting wear and tear on my vocal cords for things that should be beneath my notice.

Gavin: See, I prefer dick to Stephen Hawking.

And a bonus...

Lasko to a waiter at a restaurant: Excuse me sir, please may I tip you?

...@frenchiefitzhere...

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Writing my own shit is wild. I think about a headcanon but guess what? It’s not a headcanon.

This is my creation.

It’s canon now, bitches!

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Can I get your take on the other listener characters, Porter, and William when it comes to the shopping cart social contract? 🥰

Hello Anon! Thanks for asking!

I think Porter might be one of those people who take it back if he has to, but if someone else has abandoned theirs nearby, he'd ditch it with that one. Of course, this is based off of 2 audios, and I reserve the right to change my mind.

William definately puts it back. He can't not, and is very disappointed in Alexis and Porter. He'd be disappointed in Adam too, but he's dead.

Were you asking for the listener characters too? Cuz that is a challenge I can and will rise to, althought obviously it'll only be my own versions of the characters.

tagging @lucem-stellarum because it was their post originally and they might like to see this!

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For the ask game: Weighted Blanket

26. Wild Card! A fun fact about the fic!

Thanks!

Hi, thanks for the ask!

A fun fact? This fic was originally going to be about Gavin and Freelancer, which was a lot sweeter and set in the Prime Universe. A few (Ok, many many) tweaks later and here we are! I was also playing with the idea of the implied prequel. Or sequel.

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💕💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕💕

Thank you for asking! Sorry it’s taken a while to get around to this but…I was really proud of Something To Believe In.

It was a response to a prompt from @frenchiefitzhere asking how Vindemiator came to be on Elegy, how he found out he was an Incubus and how he came to be with Kody. I had a lot of fun writing it, and I was so happy with the finished fic! I love prompts, they make me think of things I wouldn’t normally write.

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Sovereign State

I’ve seen a lot about Avior recently and this makes me so happy (cue me skittering around like the feral creature I am when it comes to this Inchoate) so I thought I’d throw my thoughts in on this one. Aside from the fact I’m always happy to go off about my boi.

Do I think Avior is Hush? No. It’s a great theory! It’s a lot of fun to think about, lots of angst there, but no. I’ve got lots of reasons Hush isn’t Avior. Until we know more though, it’s all theory so I’ll get right into what I do think.

When Avior was hearing something, it seemed to change his voice very slightly. It sounded a lot like the Sovereigns, and I wonder if he’s going to be their “vessel” again - as in the Imperium? Remember the title of his series is “Sovereign State”. I think that could be the eventuality of Avior himself being a Sovereign.

 If the Drove are now one being, even Vega is going to struggle to contain all of them. E’Laetum and Minara will need to find a way to help drag them into the Meridian and the only way to do that is if one of them is free to help, or by giving Avior the power to ascend. They know what sort of person he is. They watched him suffer rather than pull Starlight back into the trap. He’s stubborn when he needs to be, tactical and open to having his mind changed. If the Drove have created Hush to free them, could E’Laetum and Minara know about him and enlist Avior as his counter? A new kind of Sovereign to tackle a new threat?

What does that mean for Avior and Starlight? Erik has said it’ll all be good in the end. To trust the story and roll with it, so that’s what I’ll do. Aviors story is one of my favorites and has been since it came out. It’s a rollercoaster but I’m all in.

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Ok the script is mostly done. Mostly. Idk why it’s taking me ages even tho it’s not hard I’m just distracted I guess. But the good news it’s the second part. The bad news is I think I have 2 more to go before I can call the series complete. At least.

Maybe. My last one shot started off as a joke and now I’m in the middle of world building and it’s a whole thing….

@ejunkiet and @pinksparkl I’m doing it I promise!

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I am very excited! My Fairyloot edition of Heartstopper vol.3 arrived today! The first one I received has a misprint, so like many other people, I’ve been waiting for this.

It’s so lovely!

I adore it and I can’t wait to start reading!

Plus my cat likes it. Bonus!

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Little Avior thought

Found this in my wips. I won't do anything with it, so I thought I'd just pop it here anyway. I was writing short romantic scenarios for the bois and this one...well. Enjoy?

Avior wasn't a great artist to begin with. After losing his Starlight and his world went dark, he learned.

As Starlight contemplates their demon’s words following his confession, they walk. While wandering, they come across a large rock face, set far back in the third circle where they never usually go. They find etchings scratched into the rock, and blunted obsidian shards littering the ground. This time, it’s not tally marks. Starlights’ fingers trace the curved markings as they look around. The lines scratched into the rock are small and shaky at first, improving in realism and size the further back they go, until Starlight finds they’re looking back at themselves, smiling in a way they haven’t for a while. 

Starlight won’t ever say anything about it. Or the constellation carved above their likeness’ head that can only be found in a Southern sky.

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The Letter

Another little WIP since I'm cleaning out docs I'll never do anything with. This time based on the monthly character letters sent out. Avior wrote one to Starlight during their first time in the trap. What happened to it? Takes place just before their escape in the end

The letter survived. Their bed, their sky of stars, the small luxuries that Avior had conjured for Starlight all dissolved in an instant when he went crashing over the cliff inside the trap. It wasn’t dramatic, not like Aviors fall had been. Not like the blue lightning flash that was all of Avior’s magic, all of Avior, arcing across the space between himself and his Starlight to set them free had been. No. With the magic that held all the things summoned in existence gone, they simply disappeared. 

But not the letter. 

That one thing took such little effort but it was important to Avior. So important that the part of him that made the letter held it close to his heart, and it survived with him.

It nearly hadn’t. Avior was finally healed enough that he could return to the empty room, the letter was all that was in there. Avior was nearly broken again when he found it. He sat on the floor with the letter in his hands and wailed. Avior debated on whether to let it evaporate, but in the end he didn’t destroy it. He couldn’t bring himself to. Instead he took it to the fourth circle and threw it into the gusts of wind that never seemed to subside. 

And Avior forgot about the letter.

Years later - from Avior's perspective at least - he had tried to argue Starlight out of their foolhardy plan to merge with the Meridian. Avior had been sitting cross-legged by the campfire. The last of the dry twigs Avior was using for kindling had been used up in the flames. He turned to grab another handful and found the letter he’d thrown had been floating around, somehow jammed in the pile.  Worse for wear but indestructible as long as he’d willed it’s existence. Avior held it in his shaking fingers. 

Reading it again after so long, he remembered the love and optimism he’d felt. That Starlight had felt. How they’d smiled when they had read the letter, thrown their arms around him and kissed him sweetly and gently. How they’d planned to write one in return when they’d escaped.

Avior dropped the letter and stood. He needed to walk. Anywhere would do. The wave of hopelessness was threatening to wash him away and he needed to find new shores for a brief time. Starlight may not remember this letter, but they held his heart just the same whether or not they knew it.

A few minutes later, Starlight arrived at the empty campfire to convince Avior to take him to a rift. They sighed and turned to leave, they’d come back later. Avior obviously didn’t want to talk. As they left, a piece of paper caught their eye…

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I was lucky enough to pick up this signed special edition copy of Lattes and Legends from Fairyloot and I’m so glad I did!

The cover is stunning and the artwork…

Did I mention sprayed edges?

About to start this one and really looking forward to it!

Special mention to @ejunkiet come and look at this ;)

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Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! 💖

Love your fics~~ (weighted blanket is forever repeating in my mind, rent free) 💞💞

Aww thank you!! This absolutely made me smile. Especially given how terrified I was to post that fic. It’s one of the more…explicit ones I’ve written, and I’m still learning how to do smut so knowing it’s got a place to stay rent free is such a boost!

For anyone who hasn’t read it, but fancies a little Imp!Vega and his Pet, here it is. 18+ please

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45602200?view_adult=true

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