#tell you what if someone decides to make a seriously well designed aesthetically stunning magical realism live action remake though...

[divinekangaroo]

Pretty sure I had my sexual awakening at 6 years old watching Secret of the Sword, very specifically the scene where He-Man is deprived of all of his power, trapped in a glass box suffering, while Skeletor stands revelling in He-Man's pain and helplessness, laughing and mocking maniacally; She-Ra eventually comes along and rescues He-Man when he can't even really stand, and he helplessly leans on her as she lifts him from the power-draining glass box/cage*

And yesterday, I went, oh my fucking god, it's the Tommy and Mosley and Lizzie dynamic.

[artificialqueens]

The Lost Princess {Biadore} Chapter 3 -C*NT

A/N: Alright we finally have some Biadore interaction like I had promised in the last chapter. 😄 Thoughts, inner monologue, words I thought needed additional emphasis, and a song are all italicisized (i hope i spelled that right lol whoops). Like i said before, cis AU loosely based off of the disney movie Tangled. TW for mention of blood in the begining bit here, and alcohol consumption (!!!!) Enjoy!

“Oh god, please don’t wake up yet.” Adore murmured, wiping off all of the blood from the mysterious mans skin. His arms had gotten badly scraped against the brick wall of the tower when he fell, which lead to a ton of sticky blood all over her hands as she disinfected his wounds.

Adore had managed to drag him up the stairs, into the living room and even sat him into a chair all by herself. At first he kept slumping over, so she had found nearby rope and was about to tie him to the chair- until she found a satchel hanging from his shoulder.

Removing the bag gently from his shoulder, she noticed that it was very heavy. Curiously, she opened it up revealing a perfectly intact tiara. It had 3 pear shaped diamonds and a bunch of smaller gems encrusted into it. Rubies and smaller diamonds gleamed in the light as she stared at it fixated. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry she had ever seen. How it didn’t break with his fall was beyond her, but she realized this could be her leverage. This could be her way out of the tower and to wherever the floating lights were coming from.

She concealed the crown in the satchel, and hid it under a loose floor board as she wondered if this man was going to attack her once he woke up. She needed something to defend herself in case he became as wild as her mother had described to her in the past.

An iron frying pan that was hanging against the wall caught her eye. That would have to do, she thought. She grabbed it and then looked over at the unconscious man slumped over in her chair.

He didn’t look so good, and was still bleeding through his clothes. Adore pressed a finger to her lips as she thought about what to do next.

He was handsome, he almost looked like how a character in a book she had read would look in real life.

He had dark hair the color of ebony that complimented his olive skin, hollow cheeks and thick eyebrows. He was slender, but not too muscular and was wearing long tan pants and a black long sleeved top with a tan vest over it to match.

Was he really a monster?

Inching closer, Adore grabbed his cheek softly and lifted up his upper lip. She jumped as he twitched instinctively, but raised an eyebrow in confusion at his teeth.

His teeth aren’t sharp and pointy,Adore thought puzzled. Why would her mother lie to her about that?

He shifted in his seat, groaning out in pain. Adore frowned, suddenly not wanting to see him suffer anymore. She pushed the hair out of his eyes and revealed smooth skin and very long eyelashes.

Adore stared. And stared. She stared until she couldn’t look at him anymore. She had always been under the impression that men were the personification of the monster underneath your bed, that they were frightening and ugly.

There was absolutely nothing ugly about him. At least aesthetically.

Realizing he resembled her mother after a long trip away from home with all of his cuts and bruises, she got an idea.

Wrapping her long hair around him, she grabbed a brush from a nearby side table and began to brush her hair. She hummed her mom’s favorite spell that she would sing to her twice a day.

Flower gleam and glow Let your power shine Save what has been lost Bring back what once was mine

Her hair began to glow around him, enveloping him in a bright golden light. He sat there seemingly at peace as her hair made all of his cuts and bruises disappear. Once the light faded, she unwrapped her hair from him and stepped back.

Now she waited.

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Pain.

White hot pain.

That was all Roy could feel as he began to wake up. Groaning, he tried to reach his arms above his head to stretch. When they wouldn’t move, he opened his eyes and realized what was going on.

There was rope. Lots of it, wrapped tightly around his wrists which were pinned behind his back. That explains the burning, he thought grimly. He also realized he was sitting on a chair.

He remembered then, that he had fallen from the tower. How was he not in more pain? How did he not break any bones?

“Where the hell am i?” He asked himself.

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

Roy whipped his head around the room, trying to find the source of the voice. He was about 95% sure it belonged to a woman.

“Look, I needed a place to crash and I saw that this place looked creepy and abandoned. I didn’t think anyone lived here.” Roy started.

“Didn’t you see that the window was open?”

Roy’s face fell in annoyance. She was sassy, whoever she was.

“Yeah, I just thought that it had been abandoned for a short amount of time.” Roy shrugged. “By the way, why don’t I feel like I just fell from halfway up a tall tower?”

Adore wasn’t about to tell a complete stranger about her magic hair. That would just make her more vulnerable to his attack, and he would most likely just cut her hair off making her magic disappear forever.

“You just had a couple of scrapes. I had magic ointment from a witch that I rubbed on you.” Adore lied.

Well as long as he didn’t feel any pain later, he really didn’t care how hurt he was before she healed him with the ointment.

“Wow, thanks.”

He still doesn’t seem like a monster though, Adore thought. She would’ve thought by now he would’ve at least tried to escape. But if men really were as deceiving as mother made them out to be, it wouldn’t take long to figure out whether or not he was a monster.

“Who are you?” Adore asked, emerging from behind one of the bookcases; her long blonde hair flowing softly behind her. Her light purple dress was hemmed just below the knee,and flowed around her as she walked.

For the first time in a very long time, Roy was speechless.

She was a woman alright,Roy thought. Her hair seemed to go on and on for miles, looking more like a golden river then blonde hair.Had she ever heard of scissors? He thought sarcastically. Her eyes were the color of fresh cut grass, mesmerizing in the afternoon light. Dark brown eyebrows framed her angular face, and her slim body was fitted with quite an expensive looking silk dress. Silk and satin were definitely present in the design, both temperamental fabrics to work with. It looked stunning on her. The girl couldn’t be more than 18 years old, if that.

Roy has always had a thing for blondes, and she was by far the most attractive blonde he had seen in a very long time. He raised an eyebrow at her as his eyes drifted to her arms.

“Are you holding a frying pan?” Roy asked bewildered.

The girl huffed in frustration and crossed her arms. She had tried to intimidate him, but it obviously was not working.

“Yes! Just in case you get any ideas. Now who are you?” She pointed the frying pan at him threateningly, glaring down at him.

If he wasn’t seriously afraid of her using it on his face, he would’ve been in tears laughing. Instead, he gulped, biting his tongue to stop the laughter from escaping, and continued. She was cute.

“My name is Roy. What about you blondie? Does a sexy thing like you have a name?” He smirked showing off his pearly whites. He got one good thing from his parents: his perfect teeth.

Sexy? Adore thought bewildered as she looked at Roy’s perfect teeth. They were blindingly white, she realized. He also had beautiful brown eyes, that were warm and filled with..compassion? She couldn’t read the emotion coming out of them.

But she was confused about what he had said: what on earth was sexy about her?

“I’m Adore.” She said hesitantly, gripping the pan tighter. She didn’t trust him, charm was one of the weapons her mom had warned her about with men.

“Adore. That’s an interesting name. You must have been named after the lost princess too.” Roy muttered. How original, he thought.

“An interesting name?! So you don’t like it?” Adore huffed, completely bypassing the lost princess statement.

“I never said that bitch. It’s just… so many girls were named after the princess after she went missing. That’s all.”

Ignoring the curse word, she looked curiously at him. “Tell me about this “lost princess.” If there really is such a thing.” Adore said, using air quotes. She had her guard up now, ready for whatever lie he was about to spew.

“Okay, you really must not be from around here if you don’t know about the lost princess.” Roy rolled his eyes.“Almost 18 years ago now, someone kidnapped the newborn princess from the king and queen in Corona; and she was never found. The kingdom had been so excited about her birth that they were devastated when she was never found. Soon almost all of the baby girls had Adore as their middle name or even their first name.” Roy shrugged. “I can’t believe you didn’t know the story. It’s world famous at this point. Guards are still out there looking for her.”

This must be her vacation home, Roy thought. Maybe she was royalty from a far off land.

Adore studied the man carefully. His story seemed sincere, and not in the least bit made up. It would be hard to fabricate a story like that especially on the spot. She decided she would give him the benefit of the doubt for now.

“A lost princess huh? Seems romantic. Do you think they’ll ever find her?” Adore asked.

“I doubt it, but I have her crown right-” Roy tried to reach down by his side, momentarily forgetting that he couldn’t move his arms. Looking down at his waist, he realized he no longer had his satchel.

“Where the fuck is my satchel?” Roy exclaimed, jerking about in the chair.

“I’ve hidden it.” Adore said proudly. She was happy she hadn’t show her fear at his outburst, but realized this could be the start of him showing his true colors.

“No no no, you see blondie-”

Here comes the manipulation mother warned me about,she thought.

“It’s Adore.” Adore snapped.

“A door, a window, whatever. I need that satchel. There are some scary guys after me and I need to go back to the city to sell that crown on the black market.” Roy huffed.

Adore had no idea what this Corona was that he kept mentioning, where it was, what a black market was, or why Roy had chosen to come hide in her tower out of all of the other places in the world. Nonetheless, she believed that this encounter was meant to be her way out and to the floating lights. It was a sign:

“Something brought you here, Roy. Fate, destiny-”

“A horse.” Roy muttered.

“Whatever. Everything happens for a reason, and I truly believe there’s a reason you’re here with me right now. I’m willing to give your satchel back and the crown; on one condition.”

“What’s the condition?” Roy asked.

“You will escort me to the floating lights, which are supposed to be happening in 2 days time.”

“Floating lights? You mean the stupid lantern send off they do every year for the lost princess?”

“They’re lanterns duh!” Adore exclaimed. “ I knew it! I knew they weren’t stars.”

“You don’t get out much do you?” Roy asked dryly.

“Anyway, yes I need you to take me to the lanterns so I can see them on my birthday. Then I’ll need you to escort me back, then and ONLY then will I give you your crown back.” Adore crossed her arms. “Your birthday is July 14th? How old will you be Adore?” Roy asked, ignoring Adore’s conditions.

“18. Why?” Adore tilted her head smiling, still gripping onto her frying pan.

The color suddenly drained out of Roy’s face as he began to do the math. Long blonde hair. Green eyes. 18 on the 14th. It all matched up perfectly…could this be her? She definitely wasn’t a princess visiting from a far away land.

If this girl was the lost princess, she literally had no idea who her parents really were. If she didn’t even realize that the lanterns weren’t stars, then that would indicate that she had never even left the tower before. Or whoever was keeping her from the city didn’t want her to know about them, for that very reason.

If he could bring her to the king and queen, he would be dubbed a hero for finding their daughter and most likely given a fat reward.

But he had to make sure this was really her. The real Adore would most likely have some sort of magical powers from being healed by the golden flower in the womb.

The golden flower… the one that his mother died over. How ironic, that 18 years later he would be trying to get the golden flower yet again. He could he face to face with the human version of it basically if this was the princess.

12 years in an orphanage, all for that flower. That one chance to save his dad’s life, but instead ended both of his parents life.

He had the chance now to make things better for himself. If this was the Adore, she would save his life in the way his parents couldn’t save their own. That in itself would make up for not being able to give his dad the golden flower all those years ago.

“No reason. I’ll help you out blondie. But I can’t do much tied to this chair.”

——————

Roy was standing outside underneath the shade of a nearby oak tree, arms crossed in front of his chest annoyed.

“You’re acting like you’ve never been outside before.” Roy huffed impatiently.

Adore stood at the bottom of the steps with the satchel, and a basket filled with food, clothes, and other necessities.

It was only one more step until she was completely out of the tower.

“I haven’t.” Adore confessed.

Roy’s eyes widened as he looked for any sign of a joke in Adore’s voice. When she didn’t say anything more, he cleared his throat.

“Wait, so you’ve really never been outside of that tower?” Roy asked gently now. He had no idea how locked up Adore had really been. This was pointing more and more to his theory that she was the lost princess.

“No, never.” Adore said softly. She looked timidly down at the ground, bending down to touch it with her fingers.

“Ew. That feels weird. I have to step on that? ” Adore said disgusted wiping the dirt off of her hands onto the sides of her dress.

“You don’t actually feel it! That’s why you wear shoes blondie!” Roy cackled

Ugh, that felt so grossAdore thought. She sighed, mentally preparing herself for what she was about to do. Was this going to be worth it? Sneaking out behind her mother’s back with a strange man that she’s never even met?

There was only one way to find out.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and stepped onto the soft grass for the first time.

“Congratulations. Now can we hit the road? I have a place we could go and stay for the night, but we need to leave now.” Roy urged.

Adore shut the front door and turned around slowly away from the tower for the first time ever.

The field the tower was in had a gold cast from the late afternoon sun. Purple and pink wildflowers were sprouted in various places along the path, and over to the west there was a dense forest surrounding the entire area. Birds sang above her as they flew high above them, and the clouds painted the immaculate blue sky. It was so warm and it felt so so good to breathe the outside air.

She had never realized how secluded she really was from the rest of the world until now. Her heart was racing as she realized she had done it! She had really left!

Just from this little taste of the outdoors, she knew that she wanted to experience every part of the world that she could.

Leaving the tower was definitely worth it.

“Let’s go!” Adore exclaimed, jumping as she began to run towards the forest.

“Jesus what the fuck got into you?” Roy asked as he jogged alongside her.

“This is my first time outside ever! Can’t you be more happy for me?” Adore asked as they slowed down right before the entrance to the woods.

“I don’t know if I should be happy or concerned.” Roy mumbled. He saw the excitement leave her eyes, and he instantly regretted what he said.

“My mom was just trying to protect me,” Adore said in defense, “I’m sure your mom is the same way.”

“My mom is dead, so try again.” Roy said abruptly.

Shit, filter Roy. Try using it every now and then, he thought. Adore was the last person he should be blunt with right now. He didn’t want to push her away.

Adore frowned and reached out to touch the young man’s arm softly.

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to-”

Roy shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets.

“It’s fine. I got a dark sense of humor out of it at least.” Roy smirked.

“Dark as night.” Adore mumbled as she stopped at the sight of large curtains of ivy.

“Speaking of dark, it’s going to be almost pitch black in there. Are you afraid of the dark?” Roy teased.

“I’m not afraid of anything.” Adore said confidently.

“Then why did you hesitate?” Roy asked. “Kidding.”

Adore rolled her eyes at him, pushing aside the ivy to lead the way. She had no idea where she was going, but she was sure Roy would guide her if she was leading them in the wrong direction.

It was really dark in the forest. Adore could barely see in front of her, let alone any sort of pathway. She clutched onto her basket firmly, trying not to seem like a scared little girl. Her mother was strong and independent, and she needed to be the same way. She didn’t want to seem weak in front of Roy.

“This way.” Roy said, grabbing her hand softly as he lead them down a new path.

The forest was eerie, there was a sick feeling that Adore was staring to get in her stomach as they moved further and further into the woods. She gripped onto Roy’s hand tighter as they made their way through the winding pathways.

They continued to walk in silence for a little while, until Adore heard a faint rustle of leaves.

“Oh my god, what was that?!” Adore exclaimed, jumping onto Roy. Roy, startled, stepped back to support the both of them but ended up tripping and falling backwards. Landing on his back, shortly after Adore tumbled face first onto his chest he watched her basket of clothes and perishables go flying in the other direction.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t hit your head did I? I really tried not to.” Adore rushed, stroking his face soothingly.

Roy smiled as he felt the soft hand touch his face. No one had touched him so tenderly in years. He let his face relax against her hand as she hesitated studying his features.

This was the first time she had seen him really smile, she realized. He didn’t seem like a bad person, and he didn’t seem so deceiving either. Someone with eyes like melted caramel couldn’t have one bad intention in their heart. There was no way. Adore could just feel the kindness radiating out of Roy as she stroked his cheek, making sure to carefully remove the dirt from it. He smirked, revealing two indentations in his cheeks instantly making Adore’s face heat.

“You have really cute dimples, you should smile more often.” Adore murmured, smiling as she removed her hand from his face. She stood up, dusting herself off and making sure everything was back into the basket. She felt her stomach fill with some sort of uneasy feeling - was she nausous? Was it that weird gut feeling that her romance novels talked about whenever the women found a man attractive? She couldn’t exactly tell, but she felt like it was a good thing so she decided to ignore it. She ignored the foreign feeling in her stomach, and what her mom had always told her about romance novels, that they weren’t real interpretations of men and the way that they acted.

“Thanks,” Roy said, brushing off the dust from his shoulders “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Just ready to be out of this stupid forest.” Adore admitted.

“Look over there.” Roy pointed. Why did it seem so long when he was running from the royal guard?

In the near distance, a literal light at the end of the forest could be seen. Adore sighed in relief.

“Thank god.” Adore breathed.

They exited the forest briskly, walking alongside a path for a little while in silence. It was a comfortable silence though, the two of them lost in their thoughts as they traveled.

For having just met, Adore was sure trustworthy of him. If he were any other man, she would most likely be in grave danger. In this day and age,a lot of men were pigs who would take advantage of such a beauty. Roy shuddered at the thought of the young girl being harmed, and in that moment was thankful that he was the one that had found her instead of well, literally anyone else.

Roy would be the first to admit it didn’t take much for him to fall for a girl - but there was something so refreshing about Adore that he was drawn to. He just couldn’t help himself. She was so positive despite being locked in a tower for her entire life- which reminded him he needed to really hear the rest of that backstory.

Then he remembered that would make her curious about his backstory. And Roy didn’t do backstories.

As he continued to ponder why he was so drawn to someone that he had just met, he noticed that they had arrived in front of the bar he had wanted to go to. Adore had stopped on the nearby riverbank for some water, and to gaze at the surroundings. The excitement was written all over her face, and he hated to ruin it; but Roy needed to get inside and talk to Courtney - who knows how long he had until the royal guard found him.

“This is where we’re staying tonight! Let’s go.” Roy called.

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Once they were seated in the bar area, Roy grinned at all of the attention that they were getting from the other customers. Him and Adore sure looked like a motley cru. Adore was dressed in some of the richest fabrics Roy had ever seen, with hair that could wrap around the width of the restaurant two times over. Adore’s hair had leaves, broken tree branches, flower petals, and all sorts of things stuck to the ends.

And Roy was well, Roy.

“What can I get you- Oh my god pussyface!” The short blonde exclaimed. She quickly set down their waters on the table and bounced up and down in excitement, her perky breasts jiggling in her dress. She embraced Roy in a hug, smiling ear to ear.

“Calm down jiggly, jeez.” Roy laughed, squeezing her in for a close hug. When they moved apart the girl eyed Adore, raising an eyebrow at Roy.

“Are you going to introduce me to your beautiful girlfriend or what?” She teased, punching him in the arm playfully.

Roy, blushing and now appearing flustered, stumbled over his words before he uttered:

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“Well she should be! What’s your name sweet thing? And where did you get all of that beautiful hair?” She eyed the long hair swept across her shoulder as it drooped onto the floor.

“My name is Adore, and I got it from my mom bitch!” Adore exclaimed.

Roy spit out his water in shock as his high pitched laugh echoed throughout the bar.

“My god you’re feisty. I like you, my name’s Courtney. Your drink is on the house!” Courtney exclaimed amused as she walked away.

“What was so funny?” Adore asked puzzled.

“You’re just this cute little thing, I didn’t think a dainty girl like you could ever utter such a dirty word.” Roy chuckled. He actually found it quite charming that Adore had been bold enough to introduce herself that way. No other girl would ever call another female a bitch to their face, at least not in this day and age.

“First of all, I’m not dainty.” Adore started. “And second of all, doesn’t everyone cuss?”

“Most women usually don’t.” Roy shrugged meekly.

“Well, I’m not like most girls.” Adore said.

It was a simple statement, but something about it made Roy look at her in a different way. Yes, clearly she was not like other girls with her miles of blonde hair but there was something so alluring about her that he just couldn’t put his finger on. There were so many faucets to her personality, she was just so fascinating. He just couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. He noticed that her eyes had deepened to more of an emerald color in the warm light of the bar - was it the bar lights or had they always been that dark of a green?

“Would you believe that Courtney’s a man?” Roy asked wiggling his eyebrows, changing the subject. Adore probably had absolutely no idea what a drag queen was, but she was definitely about to find out tonight.

“A man? What are you talking about? She’s clearly a woman. Stop messing with me.” Adore argued annoyed. Roy’s lips curled up in amusement and she scowled at him. She was a bit irritated with Roy now, he seemed to be enjoying her embarrassing herself.

“When she comes back, ask her.” Roy smiled.

As if on cue, Courtney came back smiling with two drinks. The one for Adore was dark blue, while the one Roy had was brown in a small square glass. Adore raised an eyebrow at him, not challenging his lie as she tried to figure out what kind of drink Courtney made. Was it a blueberry lemonade?

“Have you lost your mind?” Roy hissed, glaring at Adore’s blue drink. The “Adios” was famous for staying true to it’s name, and with the 7 different liquors decorating it - Adore would only need one.

“Whatever do you mean?” Courtney asked sweetly. She winked at Roy, who was now scowling. The last thing he wanted to do was be a babysitter.

Adore had taken a large gulp of the liquid, expecting something fruity and sweet. She coughed as she felt the burning alcohol hit her throat.

Why did people like alcohol? It’s disgusting! She thought. She frowned as she realized it was un lady-like not to finish a drink, especially a free one.

Roy looked at her sympathetically and took a sip of his scotch.

“Adore, you should just chug that and get it over with.” Roy suggested. If she got drunk now, she could go pass out quicker which would leave him more time to sweet talk Courtney into letting them stay the night.

“Yeah right, I’m not going to listen to you again.” Adore said annoyed. She pushed the drink aside, already feeling the alcohol settling in her stomach.

“Wise girl.” Courtney commented. Roy shot her a side eye and she winked in return.

“Thank you Courtney. He was trying to tell me earlier that you’re a man. What a jerk right?” Adore asked, twirling a piece of blonde hair around her finger.

Courtney’s face went from amused to shock and back to amused all within 30 seconds.

“He did now?” Courtney asked playfully, glaring at Roy.

“Yeah, I knew it was a lie because you’re so beautiful and there’s no way! Like look, she has boobies Roy.” Adore exclaimed, pointing to Courtney’s breasts.

Roy was cackling so hard now that he was bent over in his chair. Clearly, Adore was buzzed already, only after a literal sip. He was having way too much fun teasing her. She was a very gullible 18 year old, although he didn’t know how many young girls were really interested in the art of drag.

Adore rolled her eyes, taking the remainder of her drink and chugging it. Roy’s jaw dropped as he watched her successfully drain the remains of the cocktail.

She just knew how to surprise him over and over again.

“He acts like I’m so stupid. Does he do that with you Court? I’ve read more books than he probably ever will in his entire lifetime.” Adore continued, noting that the room was starting to have a foggy edge to it.

“False.” Roy retorted. He had been in an orphanage yes, but that didn’t mean he didn’t take advantage of the education.

“Listen Adore. I’ll tell you a big secret of mine.” Courtney paused for dramatic effect as she stared down at Adore. “I really am a man.”

“No fucking way! Prove it!” Adore shouted, standing up on her chair, teetering slightly. This must be what it’s like to be drunk, she thought. Everything around her was spinning, and she felt giddy. Maybe she was on a natural high from disobeying her mom for the first time.

“Jesus Roy, do you see what you’ve started? Fine, come backstage with me. But I’ll only prove it to you on one condition.” Courtney said.

“What’s the condition?” Adore asked eagerly.

“Roy has to dress up as Bianca del Rio.”

Roy groaned, slamming his drink down on the table.

“No, not worth it.” Roy shook his head.

“You can be a girl too?” Adore asked slurring. “You’re just a fuckin’ magician aren’t you?”

“Bianca is not a girl- trust me. She is a clown in a gown, there’s a big difference. “ Roy scoffed, before turning towards the waitress. “Damnit Courtney, I almost want to humor your stupid condition.”

“Humor her. I wanna meet Bianca.” Adore said.

“Fine, but only if Courtney agrees to fix your rat nest of a hairdo. It’s a fucking catastrophe frankly, and probably has 50 different species living in it as we speak.” Roy snapped.

“Deal, ” Courtney answered, much to Roy’s dismay as she shook his hand

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Lair Review for Fanartsy Part 1

@fanartsy-fr Sorry this took me so dang long... and sorry it IS so dang long... and sorry that it’s only part 1! I got too sleepy halfway through!

First Impressions:

Ahhhh, the Clan Lore is so sweet! I love the way it addresses the reader as if they, themselves are a dragon (following rules, don’t work and whatnot) it’s very creative and immersive! J

I like that you’ve mentioned that some of the dragons aren’t as friendly; it’s definitely cool to have that little sinister element, so it’s not all love and sunshine! I AM VERY EXCITED!

Nyx

Okay, before I get into the dragon... Google asked me if I wanted to translate the page, so I said yes because the text in the bio clearly wasn’t Lorem Ipsum (the made up language people use as filler text). And... whoa boy. Have you ever read what the bio is translated into English as? Some notable excerpts:

“this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born”

“Download information as a vCard E, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it?”

It just repeats so I’m just assuming someone chose some random filler text. Unless this is your actual lore and it’s just been translated incorrectly? It just seemed a little darker than your Profile lore.

ANYWAY

HOLY KAU I have never seen anyone layer multiple Emblems together!? How freaking cool does that look, omg! And the accent looks SO dramatic against the Blacks & Blues!! And that bust is GORGEOUS! Did you do it??

I love the image you’ve chosen to show what the lair looks like, I already said this but your lore is super immersive! I can just picture wayward dragons stumbling across the lair, probably searching through the forest for days trying to find its location because it’s so well hidden!

Hephaestus

Oh my word, Hephaestus, you handsome mofo!! He’s so sophisticated!! OHHH AND THE RED TIGER WITH THE BLUE TINTS IN THE MIDNIGHT OVERCOAT MATCH NYX’S ACCENT AND PRIMARY! WAS THIS ON PURPOSE!? IF IT IS, IT’S GENIUS!!!

He seems really knowledgeable, his clothes are well matched and not too overdone... but that teensy cat and the rose make him seem like he’s also got a softer side? I picture him being smart, stern when he needs to be but otherwise gentle and somewhat romantic, maybe with a good sense of humour! This is just what I get from his customisation, am I way off track here?

Was Hephaestus your random progen!? If so, hot dayum, those are some lucky colours!!!

Rainbow

Ahhh Rainbow, rainbow is stunning!!! I love how well you’ve perfectly complimented Wisteria Iri with the purples while the silvers in the white silks tie it together with the blues! She’s so mystic!! I wonder what ways in which she advises Nyx? Is she like a seer or a mystic who helps Nyx find the answers she seeks?

The cards remind me of Tarot Cards so I get this image of her consulting the cards when Nyx needs guidance or something. I am just wildly speculating, of course, not trying to decide their personalities!!

She’s absolutely gorgeous, I love Circuit!!!

EDIT: I just freaking noticed there’s the word ‘’seer’’ I am a fool!

Jerretta 

Hnnnnng, HNNNNNNNG!!! Jerretta is so freaking gorgeous!!! The blues and purples are prominent in every dang section... even the companion, everything. I like that you’ve gone with the obvious Ice elements, but mixed them perfectly with the Shadow – wow, this is a very obvious lair review so far, I’m sorry!

AAAAHHH YOU’VE MATCHED THE FAMILIAR COLOURS SO PERFECTLY!!

A part of me is like “Witch trickster.... then where’s the witch’s hat, yo”. But I kind of like that you haven’t gone with the obvious choice and instead the magic and illusion is more prominent through the companion and the floating candles lol.

Bayou

Ah yes, Bayou. The Fisher, Waterbeast Keeper and, of course, perhaps the most important ROLE HERE.

And while I’m being a sarcastic pr**k, WOW, WHAT A BEAUTIFULLY COLOURED AND GENED COATL, WHAT A GORGEOUS ACCENT, WHAT A NICELY MATCHING OUTFIT... BETTER RUIN IT WITH A SWARM OF FREAKING FISH AND BUBBLES SO YOU CAN BARELY SEE ANYTHING!

But seriously.... no, seriously, FECK THOSE FISH!

Bayou is gorgeous though, a very fitting flight rep!

Chronos

WEIRD UNCLE! WEIRD UNCLE! WEIRD UNCLE! THAT IS THE BEST ROLE I’VE EVER SEEN!!!!

Shame it’s wasted on a massive ball of Purple and blue. It looks like two ghosts Sims got in a fistfight

But sass aside, he’s actually kind of gorgeous? I love the little cat that just sneaks in there under the distracting cards!

Holy crap “Time Traveller” DOES HE THINK HE TRAVELS THROUGH TIME BUT DOESN’T REALLY!? DOES HE JUST TELL TALL TALES!? I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT HIM IMMEDIATELY!

The more I think about it, the more this outfit is kind of perfect! It’s a kooky clusterfeck which kind of seems perfect for the weird uncle “time traveller” sort of thing!

He’s definitely my favourite so far!

Holy crap and the Nightfall imp sort of reminds me of an excited old man with a big bushy beard so it works sooo well IMO!

Ceto

Captain – Water Priest – Diva

This is so apt! That is essentially a sophisticated breakdown of my initial reaction to her! She’s so official looking but overly decorated, this is absolutely perfect! AND HOW GORGEOUS IS THAT ACCENT!? OMG! LOVE IT! – so far you use a lot of blues and purples for a Nature lair... I LOVE THAT! You’re not limiting yourself to the Nature aesthetic! Good! YAS!

Persephone

Okay, first off, for some reason I read the name phonetically at first. So Persephone will forever be Purse Phone to me, ahaha.

Purse Phone is soo beautiful!! You’ve matched all the greens & Blues SO perfectly and the white totally dominates as a focal piece... but those butterflies. Why this? WHY THIS!? I feel like now you’re just messing with me! The Spring’s Breath compliments the Aqua SO PERFECTLY ... but the butterflies make me sad inside. Admittedly it’s likely just because I hate the butterflies as much as I hate the fish, so it’s probably just me, ha-ha.

Good ol’ Purse Phone

Penthus 

This is so freaking clever! The tormenter in a creepy mask, skulls, with jingly bells for extra effect and spirals on their hands and feet. Everything is like it’s designed to be strange and kind of unnerving!!

It looks like they could torment just by approaching people in that gear! Is that pretty much what they do? Or is there more to it? Is it like, a prank/jokester sort of torment or are they a little more sinister in their actions and motivation??

This one has me the most intrigued!!

Peitho 

Aaaahhhh! Stunning, stunning, stunning!!!! This is perhaps the nicest Bog I’ve ever seen! The colours are amazing, and the accent compliments it so perfectly! I love how much her little kitty familiar stands out against her, like she’s just taken on a common house pet as her mystic partner! I was surprised to see she wasn’t linked to Iris in her bio, they seem like they’d have a lot in common!

Hades

Soooo perfect!! Look at how well the gold silks work with the Solar Flame gear and the Teardrop Pearls!? This is absolutely beautiful! Your customisations are so varied, but I REALLY love what you do with purples!!!

Boreas

Okay, Boreas is actually kind of unsettling? Like, on one hand she reminds me of a scene/emo kid with stripy socks and gloves who has just started to dabble in the gothic (the jewellery and flower crown) but there’s something about the way the accent looks around the eyes with the monocle that’s kind of creepy? I can’t quite put my finger on it! I really love her, I kind of hate that I love her, but she’s really, really pretty!! (and SUCH a nonconformist)

[Okay, so I know this is already super duper long but I feel like i haven’t gone deep enough into your lair so i’ll be posting a Part 2 over the next couple of days, sorry about the delay!!]