doodle dump 💥ft some fan designs

Is there more stuff with the sun moon concept au,,?👁👁

ho ho hO the AMOUNT of stuff I’ve planned for the concept au 👀

okay so the comic is actually kind of the first five seconds of the fic itself (idk if i’ve posted anything about the fic just yet, but it’s called “a simple concept” on ao3 I’ve got chapter one out still working on chap 2 woooo) but the basic gist of it isssss:

Reader/Y/n woke up in the DCA’s body and is sorta always in control of the body at all times. Like, when Sun’s supposed to be out, Reader’s in complete control of the body and Sun gets a few extra hours of “sleep” for once

HowEVER, whatever’s happening to them (don’t wanna elaborate too much bc ughhh spoilers ;-;) doesn’t take in the variable of a second AI, so while Sun/Moon is supposed to be out, the other one is still capable of doing what they usually do while in the “backseat” of the body

Twisted Tonelico (A Twsited Wonderland x Ar Tonelico AU) Book One, Part 3

Phase 01: Part 01, Part 02, Part 03, Part 04, Interlude

Phase 02:

Phase 01: Book 01: Dia rosa rudje

Previously: Slowly, out of the shadows of the many mine shaft paths, came a huge, grotesque monster!

As it grew closer to the group, it bellowed out through the cavern.

“STONE………IS MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!”

~Twisted Tonelico~

“MONSTEEEEEEER!!!!!!!”

They began to run away once the beast revealed itself. Gaining some distance as best as they could. No one bothered to look back in fear of it catching up to them. And catching up to them it did, all while shouting that whatever stone still exists in the cave belongs to it and it alone.

“I’VE NEVER SEEN A MONSTER LIKE THAT BEFORE!!!!” Meryu exclaimed.

“HEADMAGE WASN’T KIDDING WHEN HE SAID THERE WERE BEASTS LURKING HERE STILL!!”

“I’M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!!” screamed Grim.

They ran until Ace spotted an opening they could hide in. Turning left, he jumped into the cavern, grabbing Meryu and Deuce by the collar, and dragging them further into the darkness.

They all held their breaths in until they heard the monster disappear further down the mine. Once they were sure it was gone, everyone sighed in relief.

“Sheesh… What even was that thing?!” Ace interjected. “If I thought it was gonna be this asinine, I’d call it quits.”

Deuce glared at the red head. “Are you serious?! You wanna give up already?!”

“Deuce, that’s not what-”

Meryu was immediately cut off by Ace. “And? What are you gonna do about it? Besides, it's your fault we’re in this mess!”

“MY FAULT?!”

“Yeah! If you hadn’t almost dropped that cauldron on me, we wouldn’t even be in this mess!”

“YEAH, WELL… IT’S YOUR FAULT FOR HARASSING HER THIS MORNING!!”

“Guys!-”

“NOT MY FAULT BOTH HER AND THE STUPID CAT STARTED IT!!”

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING A CAT!!!!”

“WILL YOU GUYS SHUT UP?!?!”

Immediately, the duo stopped bickering at the girl’s response. “It’s ALL OUR faults we’re in this mess! And it doesn't help that your argument-” a roar from the monster can be heard echoing near their spot. “Lured the monster back to us.” Meryu groaned.

“To be fair, you screamed too…”

Grim leaped out of her hold and made a head start of fleeing. “I’m outta here!!!!”

“Oi! Don’t ditch us here!!” Ace gave pursuit with Deuce and Meryu behind him. Running out of their hiding spot, the beast was hot on the group’s trail ready to strike.

“SSSSSSSSSTONE ISSSSS MMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINEEEE!!!! YOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU CAAAAAAAAANNN’T HAAAAAAAAVEE IIIIIIIIITTTT!!!”

“Stone? Could it be talking about a Magestone?!” Meryu shouted to the others.

“So there IS one here. But where?!” Deuce interjected after her.

The beast soon struck the ground behind them, causing a mini earthquake to happen, making everyone lose their balance and fall. Getting her bearings quickly, Meryu looked on in fear at what she saw. Grim and Deuce were both trying to stand back up, oblivious to the monster slowly making its way behind them. They’re completely vulnerable. Ace saw this too, eyes wide in horror. He called out to them in a panic:

“Juice! Cat!”

Both turned to see the eldritch monster behind, weapon ready to strike them down. They closed their eyes, bracing themselves for the end. The beast began to swing-

~Was yea ra exec hymmnos PAJA sos yor!~

Until a sudden melody began to play.

They opened their eyes, confused at why they hadn't died yet. What they witnessed was something that shocked them to the core. The beast was being held back by strange binds. No, not binds, but rose thorns and vines!

~Wee granme ra hymme corle mea grandus marfo yor!~

Ace, Deuce, and Grim were shocked by what they saw. “Huh! W-where did those wines come from?!” Grim exclaimed, confused. “Where’d this singing come from?!”

The ace of hearts looked around til he spotted the oddball girl not too far from them. Surrounded by a giant Rose! What the fuck!! Did she do that ?! How?!

All three starred as the giant rose held back the beast. Meryu, hidden from view due to said flower, called the trio to their senses. “Get up! I don’t know if I can hold it back for long! Hurry!!”

“H-HAI!!”  Deuce and Grim straight Ace and helped him up off the ground. “What about you, Melenas-san!”

“Go look for the Magestone!” She answered Deuce. “I’ll be fine!”

The three hesitated before fleeing the scene.

“Stay safe, you guys…” she whispered to herself.

~Dwarf Mines: Main Hub~

The boys panted after finding a better safe spot for them to rest away from the monster and Meryu. Her song still echoing through the endless corridors. While they are relieved that they made distance from the creature, Ace(secretly) and Deuce(bluntly) were worried about the girl. The latter looked down the path they ran from, debating about going to help. Ace on the other hand, worried about whether they’d find the stone before morning…

Ace lifted himself back up, shaking his head. “This… is…ridiculous…. I’m fine with just accepting the expulsion.”

Deuce looked at him dumbfounded. “Again with that, Ace!” He couldn't believe what he was hearing again that night! “Why are you chickening out?!”

Ace scoffed. “You saw that thing back there. Ain’t no way am I dying to stay here.”

“You may want that, but I don’t.” The brunette was getting frustrated. Tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. “I tried so hard…I don’t wanna get expelled and be a failure.”

He looked at the Spade, mockingly. “What, you gonna cry?” Oblivious to the fact he made something crack inside the other boy.

“HEY! YOU MAKING FUN OF ME?!” This spooked Grim.

“AH! He’s acting way different just now!”

“Do I need to remind you that this is YOUR fault again?”

“I’m not the one who got mad at a cat!!”

“I’M NOT A CAT! AND I WOULDN’T BE LOSING MY CHANCE GOING TO NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE CAUSE OF YOU!!” Grim pointed accusingly at Ace.

The boys continued arguing without end. Not a single one of them willing to listen to reason nor to each other. And refusing to accept responsibility for today’s actions.

Until…

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

The screams of Meryu were heard. “MELENAS-SAN!!!”

~Meanwhile, with Meryu~

The Reyvateil sang as hard as she could, holding back the inky beast from chasing the boys. That should buy them some time… She knows she’s not physically strong, but she wanted to do what she can to stall for more time or attempt to kill the beast herself. The problem was how without undoing the binds. Quickly, she thought of the next song to push back, calling upon her Water magic again to douse the beast. After that she called upon the flower to extend more of their roots and vines to pull the beast arms further behind its back.

Just a bit longer… She was starting to feel a little tired from expending so much magic. If she were back home in Ar Tonelico, this wouldn’t be an issue to her. But alas, that’s a worry for another time. She prepared another verse, amplifying the strength of her power. 

~Persia, grandus herra gyas bister vl ciel~

The beast trashed out even more, desperate to break free from the flower’s vice grip. Slamming itself on the wall, shaking the foundation of the corridor leading to some of the ceiling stalactites falling on the plant and almost falling on Meryu herself.

This chain reaction caused her to lose her balance and stop singing, and dispelling the vines that held the creature back. With a mighty roar, the monster broke free; ready to set its sight on the Reyvateil.

Meyru righted herself back up just as the beast loomed over her. Its pickaxe arm raised above its head.

She was trapped and all alone.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

~Book 01: Dia rosa rudje: Tes biron~

Hymmnos Note:(Rough Translations)

Was yea ra exec hymmnos PAJA sos yor! - I invoke the Hymmnos Purger for you!

Wee granme ra hymme corle mea grandus marfo yor! -I will sing from my heart to protect you, my dearest!

Persia, grandus herra gyas bister vl ciel - Please, protect them from this vile monster!

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It's official, folks! Meryu has her own original hymn for an actual fight! Yahooo! granted it took a hot mintue to finally drop this one. ^.^'

I hoping not to spill out all the lyrics for this song compared to when she sung [Harmonics: Singing Hill]. I might tease yo guys with a post with the full lyrics at some point.

Albedo x reader (school AU)

Sweet relationship

A (h/c) colour girl sigh and look around the cafeteria, no sign of her boyfriend, whatsoever. She doesn't really mind that he's always being called by the teacher, he is one of the most clever students they have but..i feels lonely without him at times.

You keep poking your food and place your head on the palm of your hand trying to not get bored or lonely in this time of the day because after this the material of today's subject will wreck people's brain and albedo once told you that "food is important for your brain too so eat properly or else this material will not stuck to your head".

He said the exact word.

"Hah....".

Sighing again, kind of missing your boyfriend you decided to finally eat your food, when you're just about to eat you heard someone calling your name.

"(Y/nnnnn)".

You look to the direction of the voice and saw sucrose going closer and closer to you with a shy smile on her face. Your mood turns upside dow and you wave back to her with more energy.

"HELLO SUCROSE!".

You shouted, which gain some people's attention. You clear your throat , apologize and sit back down but this time sucrose is here to save your day from boredness!.

She scoot closer to you and gave you some kind of letter that has a little star on the middle of it. That's when you know that it's from albedo.

"He ask me to pass this to you".

Sucrose whisper to you which makes your heat beats up and smile back at her.

"He would not stop worry about you, and would constantly talks about you. He really miss you the teachers explanation is just a way for him to get his mind off you, but he failed miserably".

Sucrose whisper to you and giggle knowing that it's what you've been looking for the whole day.

The only time you both get to spend time is before class and the rest of the day the teacher is calling albedo as if they are his girlfriend... And yes you are salty about it.

You smile back at sucrose and hold her hand while looking at her with sparkling eyes.

"Thankyouu sucroseee you're the bestest friend!".

You exclaim, not loud enough for people to complain. Sucrose found herself shying away from your touch as she heard your compliments. And so...the compliment war began between the both of you until the bell rings.

"Thankyou sucrose, see you soon!".

You wave back to her and saying your goodbyes because both of you, unfortunately have the different class. She wave back to you and mouthing you a quick 'goodbye' before running off to her class.

And now you're back to the withering (y/n) the usually sunshine full of energy (y/n) is now replaced with kind of gloomy and bored (y/n).

On the way to class you went passed the teachers office and saw that the door is opened a little bit, knowing that albedo is inside you decided to take a peak and look at him.

There he was in all his glory, sunshine is bright behind him, making him look like an angel with his face facing the door.

Albedo feel a presence that watches him, so his first thing to do is look at the door, there he saw you, peaking to look at him, he smiled brightly at you and straighten his body and wave at you a little, your face lights up by looking at him and so you wave to him back.

Ah.... albedo's heart just shattered at the amount of cuteness you have and his face turns pretty red but still keeping up that smile that you love even until now. The smile that's only presented just for your eyes only.

"Ahem... Miss (l/n).. stop disturbing the student here please and go back to your class".

...whops..the teacher caught you, you pout and look at albedo one last time with a sad smile and left to go to your class.

When albedo see your sad smile, his heart shattered with sadness this time. He is aware he has been busy...but the teacher keep calling him to do academic race here and there. He barely have time to see, touch and even call you, this time albedo is the one who sigh. He really wanted to talk and touch you... it's been too long.

It's... boring..on the class turn's out the material that the teacher taught is the one that albedo has taught you weeks ago and so because you don't get the chance to open the letter that albedo gave you, you decided to open it now.

Dear (y/n),

How are you? Im sorry i have been busy but i do hope that you have been take care if yourself. Did you eat? I hope you're not playing with you're food... Also don't worry about me, the teaher has been nice enough to buy me food and drinks.

The lesson today will be hard..but I'm sure you'll be fine. I have taught you about this weeks ago after all.

To be honest i didn't thought that it will take me this long... I hope you don't mind waiting for me love. I will make sure to make it up for you okay? Until then wait for me angel.

Love.

Albedo <3

You read the entire message with a smile on your face, him calling you love and angel really makes your heart beats so fast.. he even put a cute little heart... He is truly the best boyfriend anyone could ask.

You smile while think about albedo again... Day dreaming until the bell rings, meaning that it's time to go home. The sigh of relief is heard all throughout the classroom.

"It's your turn to do the cleaning today okay?".

One of your classmate reminded you, your response is just smile and nod at her not even bothering to give her a responde.

Knowing you are in a little bad mod she just smile and pat your shoulder and left you alone in the classroom.

"Hah...".

You sigh once again after putting all of your books inside your bag you proceed to clean the board.

The hardest part. The board is just...tall.. usually your other friend is suppose to do this but he is sick so now you have to do it alone.

You jump and try to use the small stair everything you could think of but all of the results is negative. When you're about to put the eraser back to it's place another hand overlap yours and took the eraser off your hand, startled by the presence you look back and saw albedo with a smirk on his face that makes your face heats up.

"Cannot reach the high parts dear?".

Albedo whisper in your ear and giggle when he saw how red your faces are and kiss your lips, you can feel him smiling and so you kiss back, the kiss last for a while and then you pull away to take some air and pout.

"I could reach the high parts....".

You say with a heavy amount if hesitation on your voice but albedo just laugh it off and peppering your face with kisses.

"Sure, sure you could".

He says, giggling at the end, you just roll your eyes but you smile and giggle with him anyway.

"Why are you here? Are you done with your busy clever people stuff?".

You asked, curiosity lacing your voice. Albedo just stare at you with a sad smile and then pull you close and stroke your head, he move his head towards your ear.

"The teacher has a surprise stuff to take care of".

He whisper in your ear while stroking your head slowly, Albedo let out a sigh and kiss you again. He smile at you and take your backpack from the seat.

"Let's get you home shall we?".

Albeda said, while holding his hand out for you to grab, you smiled at him and take his hand. You try to take your backpack from his grip but he is quick to dodge your hand, you look at him pouting a little and then started to whine.

"Albebeeeeee give meeee!! My backpack!".

You say while trying to reach your hand to take your backpack. Hearing his nickname albedo laugh and pinch your cheek.

"Albebe? Who is albebe, hmm?".

Albedo laugh at the end of the sentence, amused by the adorable little antics that you make.

"Albebe is you of course! And the best part isssss onlyyy i can call you that".

You explain, causing him to laugh more. You both are starting to make your way to your house, on the way there the road just filled with laughter, teasing at times, but from a stranger's perceptive they can see the l-o-v-e whafting through the air. Everything about both of you is sweet and wholesome and the both of you will not have it any other way.

What if,,, shadow/reader royalty AU 👀

just like. I kinda wanna make a fic where shadow is on the run from the law and reader is next in line to the throne, and they meet in like-

Oh no I’m recreating Aladdin.

ok weLL I WAS GONNA SAY that the reader likes their status as royalty but they still want to have some fun before they’re the leading monarch of the kingdom, so they go out in a disguise and meet Shadow. Heck it is like Aladdin ok neW PLAN-

what if, this time, Shadow was next in line to his kingdoms throne 👀 and Reader is for theirs and it’s an arranged marriage sort of situation 👀 and they meet in a garden (because of course they do) and they don’t fall in love yet. But Hiromi turns out to really like them as their time to get to know eachother before they’re married goes on, and he makes a deal or something like “give me three months to get to know me, and if you dont love me then I’ll call off the wedding” or smth because we know how these things go. Reader accepts this deal and they live in Hiromi’s castle for a few months and they fall in love and get married and they live happily ever after etc etc

OR,,

what if it’s angst? wait what could the angst be? Pushy parents? What if it was like a beauty and the beast or swan princess deal where one (or both?) is cursed? What would the curse be? How would they overcome it? Would Adam be a villain in this story? If adam were there, what would the other cast’s roles be?

Ok what ifffff it was just a fantasy AU, aaaand, they’re both adventurers! Or one is a knight! Or one isssss a drAGON! Or! Elf! Or so many other things! What if it took elements from Skyrim and Reader was The Chosen One™️ for some big quest? What would the quest be? And so Reader is this big hero that’s supposed to save the world, and Hiromi, Lord Shadow, is their most trusted right hand man, and they go on adventures to save the world. how would they meet? Maybe, Shadow is a blacksmith, and he just calls himself Lord Shadow because he has big dreams of owning his own castle one day with a big courtyard and so many servants, and Reader is like “good luck with that buddy, now can i please get some new armor?” OR the reader is super anxious, they’ve never beaten anything ever, why do they have to do this? Who chose them? Why? And Hiromi is like “I know how to fight,,, a little? Maybe I could come with you so you don’t die.” And Reader just looks at him with big eyes and is just “🥺🥺🥺 really?? You'd do that??? I don’t even know you???”

ooh

oooooh

what if we isekai’d it

So Reader comes from our world or one that’s close enough, and they wake up in a field in the middle of nowhere. They don’t know what happened or how they got here, but they pick a direction and start walking. All of a sudden, they get an absolutely monsterous headache and a blurry vision of… sort of a face? Maybe? If you squint? But the blurry face is like “you need to do this thing” in a booming voice that only makes their headache worse, and they are just like “FINE ILL DO IT GO AWAY” and the face does! Without telling them how to do the thing, or where they need to go, or what they’re even doing. So they keep walking until they reach a small town, and they ask around, and maybe Reki is working as an apprentice somewhere? I dunno, but I feel like I could steal prince Langa from the cindereki CD and throw him in for funzies. WHAT IF SOULMATE AU ON TOP OF FANTASY OR ROYALTY-

these are just ideas I wanted to throw out, feel free to add on to any of these! I have no idea what this post is lmao

dnf royalty!au bc i am a weak weak man

GUYS IM SO SORRY FOR THIS ONE

royalty au where george and dream are royals in opposing kingdoms and george isssss like idk 27-29 and dream is 21-23 but george's dad died when he was likeeeee 16 or 17 so hes been king since then and dream is still prince in his own kingdom but his father is old but georges father and dreams father didnt get along when georges father was still alive and dreams father insists on carrying out the rivalry that they had even though george literally paid him to shut him up, theyve been at war for years, close to a decade, (both families squabbling for more. both families have had issues for generations) w georges kingdom not losing much but dreams losing men, money, food and other resources bc his dad was a selfish ruler. at some point famine takes over dreams kingdom and george offers the king enough food to feed his whole kingdom for the winter in exchange for the kings only heir and the end of the war ('i will give you enough food to feed your whole country for one winter if you remove all your men from the battlefields and leave your only heir under my care, promise me the end of your bloodlines rule and i will make sure you live through the winter') (dreams dad struggled w having kids so losing his only heir would be a big deal) dreams dad never let him leave the castle often so he doesnt fully understand the state of his country but he understands that this war has wrecked their country and theyre on the brink of collapse so he willingly goes w george (''''''willingly'''''' meaning he gave himself up despite his fathers protests w the plan of sneaking back somehow) so george provides food for dreams country and dream follows george and basically lives by his side at all times??? idk what role this would be called but ykkkkk basically dream follows him around as george just runs his country and hes a cold a mericless ruler making all the decisions needed to make his country profit but he always makes sure to ensure the benefit of his people the people always work together and hes built shelters for the homeless and makes sure theres open opportunities for trading w other kingdoms and plenty of farms/food so they never suffer from famine and implemented a strong education system so everyone has a chance to excel in something. dream doesnt know much abt his own country bc his tutors and family always implied that their country was the best based solely on how well the upper class citizens were doing while there was a high homelessness rate and such, so dream always assumed 'if we're doing well everyone else should be doing just as well right?' bc he never knew any better but george got him a reliable tutor (techno, who also happened to be a war general/soldier whos a tutor while hes not deployed) and has people teach him to fight/defend himself (punz and sapnap bc i said so) and teach him how to be a strong respected ruler without being selfish and bigoted. when he first arrived in georges country he expected to be locked up and even potentially tortured bc hes the son of a king and bloodline who this country has been fighting w for generations but the people dont mind, hes given a good room and treated like royalty BC HE IS george only took him to his country to ensure the ending of dreams bloodline, not to make him miserable. also i take it back george isnt a 'cold and mericless ruler' hes just distant at first but dream sees him w his people and hes smiley and nice and open and charismatic and everyone loves him AND HES CONFUSED hes v distant w dream, not necessarily cold or anything more jsut hesitant? if that makes sense he really has no reason to be but he is and only around dream but eventually george takes him travelling to the peaceful parts of the kingdom, tutors him personally on specific topics (busy man doesnt have time for tutoring him all the time LOL) and teaches him to properly rule a country while still having the respect of ur people and having them like you to the point of wanting to help the country progress and perform well. dream sees this and wonders why his father never did this and george goes

on to explain bc his father was a 'greedy and corrupt leader in all honesty, im shocked he raised a kid as honest as urself' and dream talks abt how well his dad treated him and such and how he lost his mom young and how his dad was all he had and he really only showed dream his good side and really did try his hardest to be there for dream his whole life despite being a relatively distant father and george FINALLY OPENS UP TO HIM ABT HIS CHILDHOOD AND HOW HIS MOTHER WAS ACTUALLY KILLED MY MERCENARIES SENT BY DREAMS DAD WHEN GEORGE WAS 9 OR SUMN AND LOST HIS DAD ATTTT IDK FUCKIN 16 (mind u george only started tutoring dream after like 6 months of having him bc,,, distant) and dream apologizes profusely but george shuts him down bc 'its not ur fault its ur fathers, i dont mean to beat the dead horse but ur father isnt the man he showed u he is, i lost both of my parents to him so i took the thing he cares about most to get a way of subtle revenge, if that makes sense, i dont have to kill you to make him hurt' or sumn and dream realizes that george Hurts he lost both of his parents AS A KID to HIS FATHER he was forced into the throne at 16 bc no one else was responsible enough to do so and has been running the most successful kingdom in the area for over a decade while fighting a war w one hand and building a powerhouse of a country w the other, he managed to become the most responsible ruler before the age of 25, he gave up his childhood for the sake of his country and it shows hes a composed man, never taking time for himself and working himself to the bone having to put of w dreams fathers selfishness since the day he was brought to the throne

'ur father demanded gold for something my father had 'owed him', so i gave him gold. he father demanded food to repay a debt he made up, so i gave him food to silence him. he demanded a war as revenge on my ancestors so i killed his men. i killed and i killed and i killed until ur country couldnt take one more death, until one more life lost would cripple ur country beyond repair and forced him to beg me for resources and in exchange i got you. the single thing the would never give up and yet u gave yourself up bc u knew it was what was bet for your country, your people. youre nothing like your father dream and im sad ill never get to see you rule your own country' and dream just buries his head in his hands and puts his head on the table and just 'god george im so sorry and b4 u say its not my fault i know its not my fault my oblivion to everything that was happening my whole life everything happening to you, lead to so much suffering if i had just' 'dream its not your fault-' 'i know! i know its not but if i had just known-' 'dream. ur father kept u from knowing so u couldnt see what he was doing. there was nothing u could do. dont blame urself for what ur father did. ur his son but ur not him. im a terrible judge of character but i can see that much.' and dream stands up and hugs him over the table (this is the first time theyve ever gone out the way to touch each other in any way ft. v v v v v v v v touchstarved george x physically affectionate dream) and dream buries his head in georges neck and says 'i know its not my fault but that doesnt mean i cant say sorry for those who wont' and george just sits there and eventually just awkwardly pats the back of dreams head and they never talk abt it again

Casonverse Expo

ok so after you see this you Cannot save it. the whole thing about the casonverse is that its solely “oral” and memory based. i cannot write down “rules” to it or anything. this post Will be lost to time and youll just have to deal with that

ok so. we begin. our story. w/ an explanation on how ectobiology has been going on earth c. basically, every once in a while to increase genetic diversity, a babeh between two of the original founders is created randomly, and said founders get to decide if they want to adopt that babeh or not.

now its been a very very long time on earth c and all of these bitches are immortal. yep. every single one. even the non godtiers, they get an immortality boon for winning the game. you know whats also a boon? all of the players getting revived. yep. every single one. because this is my au and i can do what i want.

anyways as i was saying basically at some point a babeh between john and karkat is made and this time theyre like “yeah ok well adopt this one” SO. they be goin there. and the ONE TIME they decide this is the right time the baby is fuckin BROKE. the internal organs of trolls and humans dont mesh very well when the genes are combined in the ectomachine, and this baby is basically just dying very slowly. this baby isssss Casey! well, shes not named that by her parents, but well just call her Casey for now.

john and karkat do their fuckin best to keep this thing alive but her tiny baby body is completely dysfunctional. and doesnt last very long. This is Traumatizing for Everyone Involved. anyways!! a pretty long time after that we have Cason and Jones. they were spawned at the same time. Jones is rose and kanayas horrible ectospawn, and Cason happens to be another equally horrible spawn between john and karkat! they decide to adopt this one, and fortunately it lives. This was Their First Mistake.

but before we get into Cason, lets get into Jones. Jones is,,,, very socially awkward. in fact, she often comes off as creepy to everyone else. this makes her very clingy towards her mothers, who arent That terrible at parenting. theyve got quirks, but theyre good for her. Jones doesnt really have any friends, except this Totally Cool and Not at All Dangerous cult she gets dragged into! this is the second secret shes ever kept from her mothers. the first is that shes the one who keeps bringing snails into the house. Jones likes snails, but shes not good at taking care of them. she just keeps bringing them into the house and feeding them her snack. her snack is rat poison. snails like and digest rat poison safely. snails! she likes them.

ALSO APPARENTLY SHE CAN SEE GHOSTS???? yeah lets get into that. see, Casey becomes a Regular Ghost after she dies. not a dream ghost, just a plain ol ghost. and anyways, shes around the same age as everyone else if not a year older due to Ghost Rules now, and Cason is the only one that seems to be able to see her. and then theres Jones. Jones is absolutely stunning to Casey and yes she falls so hard in dokis. but Jones is trying to ignore the fact that she can see ghosts. it makes her feel like even more of an outcast. ooooo drama! anyways those two have their own background plot going on about fighting eldritch gods or something idk.

LETS GET BACK TO CASON. see. Cason. is The Worst. like, genuinely. ever since he was a kiddo, he was a completely spoiled brat from day one, and spent his childhood Looking Down on People for multiple reasons. for one, hes the son of TWO FUCKING FOUNDERS AND RAISED BY THEM, two he got away with EVERYTHING, and three i think its just in his nature. Cason prides himself in being knowledgeable and better than everyone else, but he is not like Other Egomaniacs((tm.))

Cason doesnt necessarily care about being liked, even if he WAS a great manipulator, or being the best at Everything. he couldnt care less about sports or popularity. all he wants, is Control. just like hes had since day one. This is Terrible for Everyone Involved.

but most terrible for anyone, is Tippie Piyjon. Tippie is terezi and nepetas ectospawn, which, really started it all. now, terezi and nepeta are not horrible people, or even necessarily horrible parents, but theyre just not suited for it. Tippie raised herself on romance novels and the like, especially after being sortve taken in as a goddaughter by karkat almost immediately after she was born. and, because of this, she got to meet Cason very early on. there was hardly ever a day where the two werent around eachother, whether they liked it or not. in school, at their own house, wherever. now, being around Cason of all people all the time, meant you knew exactly how he operated.

and well, Tippie figured that, maybe, if she was just good enough, she could change him. and Cason used that to his full advantage. the two became moirails, which was Fucked Up for Everyone Involved, and grew ever closer. now Cason, being Cason, was Extremely Emotionally Abusive to Tippie. she had to do what he asked, whatever it was, even if it wasnt morally right, she had to stay by his side, she couldnt cry in front of his parents, she had to get good grades so he wouldnt look bad, so many damn things she had to do. even if he never once laid a finger on her, her mental health was, slowly but surely, chiseled down.

every attempt at defying him was met with such coldness, or hed act more warm towards her, so surely she was doing something right and had to keep going. just had to be good enough. hell get better eventually. Cason earns the title of #1 Gaslighter Extraordinare. the only place she found any solace away from him was grubscouts, which she joined on her own terms when she was very young, and at the time was a camp counselor even! this lasted. for so many years.

Cason is nineteen whenever i depict him, and Tippie is seventeen, but very nearly eighteen. eventually, she cant take it anymore, and snaps at him. usually this doesnt last, and he would manage to calm her down eventually, but shes fucking Tired of it. he hasnt changed. not even a bit. well. Cason cant have that, now can he? the first time he lays a hand on her, he slaps her across the face. Big Mistake. though terrified, Tippie lashes out, and claws Casons left eye out, making a terribly deep gash that would leave him permanently blind in that eye whether or not he got treatment.

this scares the SHIT out of her, and Tippie runs off, for the first time, to her mothers. as she cries, she recounts how terrible everythings been and how she didnt mean it and shes sorry and- theres nothing to apologize for. its very clear, that they shouldve stepped in sooner, shouldve noticed something was wrong. meanwhile, Cason crawls home to his own dads, who are rightfully spooked seeing their son with a horrifically bloody face and a gouged eyeball. they only had a second to try and comfort him, before he snapped at them, showing a bit of his true nature to them for the first time, and also, terezi showing up behind him. after a thorough explanation which was mostly just a few stern, if a little tearful words, Casons parents are completely mortified. karkat quickly kicks him out in an act of raw emotion. no chance to grab clothes, or for john to interject, Cason is left outside, alone, and with absolutely no power left. what will he do?

theres also other characters but theyre like babies so they dont have much characterization and also arent very important to the story. but here they are ig:

owen, jade and daves child. hes like, 3. he likes sticks and playing in mud. hes 3 what more do you want from him

siyren, aradia and feferis kiddo. shes like, 6. she likes ballet, arts and crafts, and being snooty

damien, eridan and solluxs kid. hes 10, likes calling people slurs over xbox, and overcompensating since his parents waited so damn long to adopt him after his slimebirth

killer, who named himself, aradia and sollux kid. hes like 11 or something. he likes being edgy and has the same issue as damien. in fact, all but siyren have this issue

toga bitch, who i have currently yet to name, aradia and eridans kid. shes 12. she likes earth rome and chilling in public fountains. a burgundy whose violetkin

wemon wemon, who is also currently unnamed, feferi and eridans kid. hes 13, the oldest. he likes earth lemon demon and horror special effects

carrie, feferi and solluxs kid. shes like 11, likes dance dance revolution and earth 9s

rosie, calliope and roxys bab, whos a baby. jane is also her mom

ben, tippies far future carapacian bf, who likes boring shit like birdwatching and scrapbooking. malewife supreme. a very soft dude, and just wants to help his gf w/ her trauma and join her grubscout troop on earning badges. just a great, if boring guy

notkonyyl, just as unnamed, a notcanadian oliveblood who enjoys going to the gym, frequenting bars, being cool, flirty, and defending her moirail to the death

notkuprum, haha unnamed, is a human, and the moirail to notkonyyl. he likes things like being annoying, flirting with everyone taller than him ((most people)), the nintendo switch, and defending his moirail to the death

REICHENBACH CALL #3

*drum roll* Our next character to get called isssss....

JOHN WATSON, our precious boy! I will cut this one short, but the gist of him is, I love him. And I’m pretty damn sure you all will love him too, once this Gravity Falls AU gets released in September. My lovely friend, @majesticnerdyvee​, who is writing it, will tell you more about him. 

As usual, I had a blast drawing this! 

The next character will get CALLED on the 22nd of August, so stay tuned!

A Seduction of the Darkside - A Star Wars AU - CH. 7 Drifting

Ignis sat meditating reaching out with the force, even Sith meditated, but this was more than meditation, he was searching for someone. So when he arrived at the hellish place that was his birth planet the planet of Mustafar he wondered at how they could have come to be here: Mustafar hadn’t always been a planet of churning bubbling lava. There had once been a lushness so deep and vast that would have rivaled even Naboo or Alderaan. However due to love and the loss of one loved it had become fire. Much like him, Those events predated even him. He walked along the crumbling volcanic rock looking up he saw a clear line of division, on the other side was a fecundity, the lushness he knew already, Alderaan? But how were the two places so merged? Was that where Kit was staying? Or were they at each other’s hearts? He saw the other man sitting before him peaceful, “Kit?”

Kit looked up from where he sat coming to a standing position at seeing him, “Lord Ignis.” 

Ignis felt a bit of sorrow he had hoped Kit would have called him Hades, he found he liked the sound of his birth name being formed by that man’s perfect tongue, those lips forming the syllables. “Hello Kit.” He smiled walking to the edge of their worlds. 

“How?” Kit asked. 

“The force? It has many abilities, many I would have showed you had you stayed.” Ignis told him. “Why? Why didn’t you stay?”

“It wasn’t where the force lead me,” Kit admitted. 

“Jedi always doing as you are told.” Ignis shook his head. 

“I am of the force and it flows through me.” Kit told him. 

“And through me,” There was something different about Kit in the time away from him. “What power I could have shown you the darkside is so much stronger than the light.”

“No,” Kit said calmly, “Neither side is stronger than the other, yes there is dark and yes there is light but there is so much more than that.”

Ignis frowned, “What have you learned Kit?” He reached forward through the barrier towards Kit.

Kit saw the hand and raised his hand the blade extending from it was pure white. 

Ignis’ eyes looked down at the blade eyes widening, he knew that crystal, “My Kyber Crystal? But how?”

“It wasn’t easy healing it, the torment done unto that crystal was beyond anything I’ve ever seen,” Kit held up the sword for Ignis to look over. 

“It took time, lot’s of time, and lots of love.” Kit spoke tears falling from his face.

Such emotion, but that was not the Jedi way? Yet Kit seemed more in control of his emotions he sensed sadness but it didn’t consume him, Ignis felt himself take a step back. “What have you learned?” His hand still remained up.

Kit lowered his blade and held up his hand, “There is so much more to the force Hades. There is more than the darkness, there is more than the light, the force is both the force is more than we make of it.”

Ignis’ fingers gently touched the tips of Kit’s as their hands entwined. “Kit,” He breathed the man’s name.

Kit held to his hand. “Hades.”

Hades’ eyes softened from their Sith nature into the gentle blues that they once had been, “You are never far from my thoughts, my dreams.” Hades admitted as looked him over then his attention was caught behind Kit and fear real fear came to Hade’s face. “Kit you need to go!”

The smile turned to a frown, “Go?”

“Kit I beg of you go!” Hades said his eyes becoming Sith like again. “GO!” Ignis shot forward from where he had been meditating. Kit! Kit was in danger! He stood up shakily. How had he come to care for the Jedi? 

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Kit had become aware of the lightsaber humming behind him his hand shot out his newly formed lightsaber the one that bore Hades’ Kyber Crystal came to life. He brought it up blocking the blow of the assailant. “Lord Vesania!”

“Hello Jedi.” Vesania grinned lightning crackled down the body and at Kit.

Kit blocked with the force, then returned with yellow lightning.

“Oooh you learned some tricks, I wonder how your precious Jedi friends will feel when they learn you fell to the darkside before your death.”

“I’ve not fallen,” Kit shook his head. “I have achieved balance.” Kit spoke softly. “True balance.” He held up his blade ready for Vesania’s next move 

Vesania’s eyes widened before he let out a belly aching laugh. “You really think you can stop me with so small a burst of lightning? Oh you Jedi are really stupid. Have a taste of real power.” 

The air around Kit thrummed with energy before crackles echoed about his ear. Kit closed his eyes and let the energy build before force pushing all of it at Vesania.

Vesania landed hard as all the lightning coarsed through him repelled back at him. 

Kit moved towards him standing over the Sith his blade at the man’s throat. “Yield.”

“Never,” Vesania reached out through the force and sent a brick at Kit who spun slicing it from himself. Vesania took the opportunity to leave the room.

_

“Track Lord Vesania’s ship.”

“Yes my Emperor,” an attendant began looking through the data pad in their hand. “He is on the Moon Yavin Four.” 

Not far, but was he close enough? Ignis had to wonder as he boarded his personal ship. “I will return in my absence continue as we have.”

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Kit hurried after Lord Vesania summoning out his second blade. They clashed in the great central room of the temple. 

Lord Vesania lifted up a huge chunk of fallen ceiling with the force hurtling it at Kit.

Kit shattered it sending the multitude of pieces at Lord Vesania.

Vesania threw up a projection of the force unable to block all of it dropping to his feet as blood flowed from where he had been struck. “Clever little Jedi, you have learned much in our time apart, but it is all for not. See that you are alone.” Vesania cackled. “Your petty attempts at bringing me down will do nothing! Does this anger you little Jedi? Good taste the anger what real anger feels like. Look into my eyes little Jedi.”

Kit knew better than to look at Vesania’s eyes, tales of a dark sith who could with the look in their eyes kill with the hatred they held. Kit reached out with the force instead finding the vines that grew along the ceiling and walls and began flooding them with the force encouraging their growth till they were long enough, “I think you will find I can always find friends.” Kit smiled as vines twisted and wrapped around Vesania’s limbs constraining him. 

Footfalls behind him told him other’s approached. “Thank the force we are not too late.” Aziraphale said brandishing a blade and looking to Crowley. “We were examining the library at a nearby temple when we sensed him. Are you alright Kit?”

“Nothing a bit of Bacta and meditation can’t help.” Kit gave a winning smile. 

Vesania’s blade became a whirlwind cutting away the vines. “I’M NOT FINISHED WITH YOU JEDI!”

Crowley’s blade extended, “Aww just when things were looking a little wrapped up.”

Kit and the other two encircled the Sith keeping a distance and watching him. 

Vesania lunged at Crowley only to realize that it was actually Aziraphale.

 “My dear boy don’t you know it’s not nice to attack one’s elders.” He chastised him meeting the Sith’s blade before reaching up with his hand to Vesania’s forehead. A blinding light came from his hand over Vesania’s eyes blinding him.

Vesania moved back then stood ready, “If you think this momentary darkness frightens me, you are truly foolish old man. I was born in the dark, raised in it, and it powers me.”

Aziraphale rolled his eyes as well as his head in annoyance stepping silently around Vesania and pressing the button on the Sith’s lightsaber as he pulled it from his hands. “Then you should be able to see that you are beaten.”

Crowley moved closer to help apprehend the Sith Lord his foot landing not so quietly.

Vesania’s head jerked and he raised his arm the all too familiar crackling of energy surged out but it wasn’t Crowley who took the brunt of it.

“AZIRAPHALE!” Crowley’s eyes widened as he watched his beloved take all of it the whole blast his body shuddering and falling Crowley caught him looking up at the man, “YOU BASTARD!” He set Aziraphale down gently.

Kit felt his green blade leave his hand as Dark energy swirled around Crowley.

“Master Crowley.”

“GET HIM OUT OF HERE, THIS LITTLE BOY ISSSSS GOING TO LEARN A LESSSSON,” The roof above began cracking.

Kit used the force to help him get Aziraphale out of there. Outside he saw why the temple was cracking as a meteor pulled from the stars above came through the top of the temple.  “Master Crowley.” He set Aziraphale down in the ship’s med bay hooking him up to a feed of bacta and hurrying back out narrowly dodging pieces of the temple as they were flung into the jungle. “MASTER CROWLEY!” He held up his hands as dust flew around himself. 

Crowley stood in the destructing temple Vesania’s corpse at his feet, Crowley was not a fighter, but when it came to Aziraphale. Aziraphale! He looked up and saw Kit, “Azirphale?” He asked weakly.

“He’s alive, he needs time to heal, so do you. We need to leave. I sense more coming this way. Master Crowley.” Kit reached out gently taking Crowley’s arm.

Crowley looked up at him and for a moment he almost saw the small blonde child with green eyes as big as the twin moons of Lothal. 

“Master Crowley?” Little Kit asked walking up to Crowley in the garden. “None of the other younglings will train with me, can I stay here in the garden with you?”

Crowley turned to little Kit and smiled, “I’d like that very much Kit.”

Kit beamed up at him always a sunny child, a kind one with a bright future. 

Crowley continued watering the pants.

“Can I help you?”

Kids needed something to do, being still was something learned over time not instantly understood. “Yes of course young Kit, let me know if you find any plants that have any spots on them.” 

Kit nodded, “Yes Master Crowley!” He hurried off before long his small voice could be heard shouting. “I FOUND ONE! I FOUND ONE!” He jumped up and down waving the Master down.

Crowley walked over to him and smiled down at him. “Well now let’s see what kind of spot that it is?” He frowned clearly displeased.

“Did I do something wrong?” Kit asked.

“No Kit I’m disappointed in this plant for not being of a fortitude to stand up to sunspots.” Crowley’s fingers took hold of the plant only to be interrupted by the child crying. “What is it?”

“You’re not going to kill it are you?” Kit asked eyes welling up with tears looking up at him. “Surely it could learn from this? Get better and never do it again! It just needs to be healed.” 

“I’m sure you are right Kit, perhaps Master Aziraphale can help when he is available, he is a master healer.” Crowley nodded. 

Kit smiled clearly happy with this. 

Crowley knew that the moment Kit was gone that the plant would be removed from the garden before it could taint any other plants. “Kit want me to show you something you can do with the plants and the Force?”

Crowley was pulled from his reverie as they entered Hyperspace looking over he saw Aziraphale resting peacefully already looking less injured by Vesania’s lighting. His eyes looked to Kit who was piloting the ship.

“You blacked out,” Kit told him, there was already Sith Imperial ships arriving we made it through I don’t know how.” Kit shook his head as he neared where Aziraphale lay. “He’ll heal just fine, he always was a Master Healer you always said so.”

Crowley smiled, “I saw the vines, well done Kit seems you practiced when we weren’t together training.”

Kit beamed feeling chuffed at the compliment. “Well I’ve had three amazing masters teach me what they have, something had to stick.” 

Crowley nodded sitting back down his hand going to Aziraphale’s, “I think I’m going to stay here for a while.”

“Of course,” Kit told him. “There is fresh tea brewed up if you want it.”

“Perhaps something stronger?”

“I’ll see what there is.” Kit nodded. “Rest well Master Crowley.”

Crowley nodded hearing Kit’s footsteps fade before he looked to Azirphale, “You shouldn’t have done that angel,” He smoothed Aziraphale’s hair. “It could have killed you, from what it looks like it nearly did. You are a bastard you know that,” He told Aziraphale tucking him in as he lay beside him on the medical bed. “Thank you.” He never said those last two words when anyone could hear them.

“You’re welcome.” Aziraphale said eyes opening a smile on his face as he squeezed his husband’s hand.

“Aziraphale!” Crowley turned and pulled him to him. “What the bloody-do-you-even!-What-was!-I-thought-you-you-had-don’t-you-ever-do-that-again!”

“I can’t make any promises,” Aziraphale smiled kissing the tip of Crowley’s nose. “But I will do my best if you will do yours to keep out of danger.”

“Oh Angel.” Crowley shook his head resting his forehead against Aziraphale’s. “Aziraphale.”

“I love you.” 

“Not as much as I you.”

Breathtaking kiss pls :3c

These kiss prompts are keeping me sane, not gonna lie ^^; they’re so much fun to write in between studying nonstop, I really hope you are all enjoying reading them as much as I am writing them! This is another fluffy kiss~

(I’m gonna say this isssss modern au? Teenagers? Yeah. That sounds good.)

(killugon kissing requests)

They don’t separate when it’s over—they stay pressed close together, so close Killua can feel Gon’s body heat, the press of Gon’s calloused and warm hands  along his jaw and neck, how Gon’s body fits perfectly against Killua’s…

How his own lips tingle the seconds after the kiss, how his lungs don’t seem to be working because his chest is too full and tight at the same time. 

“Killua…” Gon murmurs against his lips and Killua’s eyelashes flutter, heart lurching at the simple call of his name.

His eyes are still closed. There’s too many emotions rushing and swirling through him to make sense of them all and he feels like he’s drowning, somehow. Or falling. He grasps Gon’s wrists tighter to keep himself grounded and breathes in deep; even if he does fall, Gon will catch him. He knows that without having to be told, beyond a shadow of a doubt. 

A forehead presses to his and Killua finally opens his eyes. 

Two pools of gold look back at him and Killua’s breath catches in his throat. Gon’s gaze is locked on his, soft and affectionate and unwavering, and Killua can’t help but stare unblinkingly back. It feels like it’s just him and Gon here, in this moment, in the world. It’s a fragile moment, beautiful in it’s fragility, and Killua feels like he’s floating. 

Gon lifts one hand and idly caresses Killua’s cheek. There’s something close to wonder in his expression, something that makes Killua’s heart yearn and want and ache. 

They move forward together this time, lips meeting in harmony. Gon holds him to his chest and Killua is so, so, so warm everywhere. He can’t believe this is happening, but doesn’t want to open his eyes and break the spell.

He wants this with Gon—whatever this is—wants it more than he’s ever wanted anything before in his entire life. And knowing that Gon wants this too is more than enough to take Killua’s breath away.

Sealed with A Bow (R76 modern AU)

For @plaguebruises for the @r76secretsanta . Bit later than I wanted to post it but here it isssss!!

I went with the Modern ‘R76 au where they're doing something completely ridiculous, but totally mundane’ prompt. And well... I did my best! Mundane and ridiculous don't really go hand and hand but I hope you enjoy it!

If you liked it a reblog is super appreciated! It goes way further than a like. Or a comment on AO3!

Read on AO3

Gabriel came home to an empty house. That was weird. “Jack?” he called as he stepped inside and was leafing through the mail. A lot of junk and two bills: his favorite. No answer. “Jack!” he called again. Jack didn’t have a car, the bike was in on the curb, and the guy had the day off today. Where the hell was he? Where the hell could he have gone? Gabriel looked forward to Jack having the day off since he cooked dinner those nights like Gabriel did his days off and when they both worked they ordered out. They ordered out… probably too much honestly.

He put the junk mail on the counter, his backpack on the chair at the dinner table and went to check the bedroom. Maybe he was taking a nap? No Jack there either. Gabriel pulled out his phone and texted him. Where the hell was his useless husband? While he waited for a reply he took off his uniform and threw it into the laundry basket to go take a shower. He kept one ear open for the text sounder but didn’t hear it. Despite that, he had a couple texts when he came out, two from Jack and one from Ana of all people. Ana’s was not totally reassuring, ‘I had nothing to do with it’. What was Jack up to? Jack’s were surprisingly reassuring, ‘Went out for a walk. Be home soon’ and then ‘I got us a reservation at a nice place tonight. Wear a buttoned shirt’ and that was it.

What did Ana’s mean? It wasn’t like Jack could surprise him with an engagement a second time like the last time Ana had made vague un-reassuring texts at him. So then what was Jack up to? Maybe it was just the fancy dinner. Gabriel didn’t mind fancy dinners. He did mind spending a lot of money on fancy dinners. Jack better not have gotten them a reservation at some swanky place that Gabriel was going to get annoyed at the bill about. Just because they were both finally pretty financially stable didn’t mean that Gabriel liked blowing money on extravagant things.

He scrutinized the texts a bit before deciding they were mostly harmless. Jack hadn’t said to wear a tie so it wasn’t that nice of a place. Gabriel finished drying off and put on a pair of pants and a crisp, black, button-down with red buttons because he like a little drama in his boring shirts. Then he went and sat on the couch and watched some Netflix while he waited for Jack to come home.

It took a surprising while. Half an hour. Then Jack opened the door. “Honey I’m hommme~” he announced. “Miss me?”

“Like a toothache,” Gabriel said but smiled when Jack came over behind him and kissed him on the cheek. “How was your walk?”

There was a weird hesitation or confused silence, “Oh, it was good,” Jack said. “You know, just a walk. Saw some trees and some dogs— a bunch of dogs. Did you know there’s a guy who lives down the block who owns a wolfhound?” Jack asked even as he climbed over the back of the couch to flop down next to Gabriel.

“Really? I had no idea,” Gabriel said, mostly humoring. Gabriel wasn’t a big dog person. Sure dogs were cool but they were so needy and needed to be entertained all the time. Sort of like his Jack actually. Maybe he was a dog person. Either way, he preferred cats. He’d grown up owning cats. But they couldn’t have cats because Jack was allergic. It had honestly almost been a deal breaker for Gabriel when he found out his new boyfriend was allergic to cats a few years ago but Jack was worth the sacrifice.

“Yeah. But anyway, you’re wearing that out?”

“Yeah? Is there something wrong with it?”

“No! It looks nice. You look hot,” Jack assured him.

“You say that regardless of what clothes I’m wearing or if I’m wearing any,” Gabriel said, giving him a look, a smirk on his lips.

“Oh so you don’t like me stating the obvious then? Okay, gotcha,” and Jack gave him a heavy-handed wink. “I’m going to go clean up, change clothes, and we’ll get going.”

“Okay,” Gabriel said. Before Jack got up Gabriel grabbed him by the front of his white t-shirt and leaned forward to press their mouths together. “You’re pretty hot too,” he said with a wink.

“Ahhhhh— I am,” Jack stammered.

“Go get dressed,” Gabriel said and Jack practically stumbled off the couch. “You’re a god damn disaster, you know that?” Gabriel asked him.

“You’re the one who married me,” Jack called back as he went to their room.

Jack had him there. Gabriel couldn’t get the last word in on that one because yeah, he’d signed up for this. He continued watching Netflix while Jack fussed around in the bedroom and came out a short while later. He came around to the front of the couch and Gabriel looked him up and down like he was the best steak he’d ever seen. “Wow, a shirt without a stain on it, I’m impressed,” Gabriel said. But really he did enjoy the way Jack’s chest and arms filled out his shirt.

Jack scoffed. “You’re such a sweetheart you know? Just the nicest little baby-faced grump I’ve ever met,” and he smooshed Gabriel’s cheeks a little. Gabriel batted them away playfully. “Ready to go?”

“I’ve been waiting for you,” Gabriel said.

“Okay, then let’s go,” he grabbed Gabriel’s hand and pulled him to his feet. Jack fussed with his shirt a little and Gabriel returned the favor and brushed some of Jack’s blonde hair back so it lay more neatly on his head.

“You almost look presentable now,” Gabriel teased him.

Jack rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay, tough guy. Let’s go,” he headed for the door and Gabriel followed him. On the drive to the place Jack told him about all the other dogs other than the wolfhound he saw on his walk. It was… weird. Jack never talked about animals or pets really. He’d had a dog growing up but since Gabriel wasn’t a fan of them never brought up getting one even though he knew Jack really wanted a dog. Like the way Gabriel wanted new Jordan's Jack wanted a dog. Personally, Gabe thought the Jordan's were a better buy, cheaper in the long run for sure. But he was really going in on this dog thing.

When they got to the restaurant Gabriel was pretty sure Jack was trying to butter him up for later tonight or tomorrow to ask if they could adopt a dog. It was a pretty much classic Jack and would explain Ana’s text earlier. That she had nothing to do with it. Meaning Jack had talked at Ana with her just half listening until he’d convinced himself it was a good idea.

It wasn’t a good idea. It was a stupid idea. His husband was an idiot if he thought Gabriel was going to fall for that.

The nice restaurant was nice but not super nice and the food was better than he expected. They talked about anything but working and Jack brought up the fact that with the end of the year around the corner he needed to use up his vacation days before he lost them which reminded Gabriel he had some he needed to use as well. “Do you want to go anywhere?” Gabriel asked him.

“I was thinking we could have a staycation,” Jack said, eating his pasta. “Because traveling is exhausting. That and there’s plenty of stupid tourist shit we could do here we’ve never done.”

“That’s true,” Gabriel said. “When do you wanna do it?”

“Two weeks from now? That way my boss doesn’t bark at me for giving it short notice.”

Gabriel hadn’t imagined the dog pun. “Okay. I’ll do the same,” he nodded. Then he squinted at Jack a little, “Is there something you wanna tell me?” he asked.

“No?” Jack was equally confused and looked even more so with his face stuffed with pasta.

“You sure?”

Jack seemed legitimately unsure. “Did I forget something?” he asked once he’d swallowed. “Our anniversary was in October-

“No. You’re just acting… weird,” he continued to squint at Jack. Either Jack had learned to control his shitty poker face or he really was confused because he stayed the same.

“You’re the one acting weird now,” Jack said, brows raised a little.

“Hmmm,” was all Gabriel said. Then he shrugged. “Okay. I’m probably making something out of nothing,” he went back to his steak.

Once dinner was over they squabbled over the check for a minute before Jack just put his card in the waiter’s hand before Gabriel could give them cash. Jack grinned at him in his best cute grin and Gabriel just rolled his eyes a little at him. Jack had paid last time. As they got back to the car Jack was furiously texting someone. “Who’s that?” Gabriel asked him.

“Ana. She’s freaking out cause Fareeha threw up all over the place, you know how babies are,” he shrugged.

“Oh. Moral support from her bestie huh?” Gabriel grinned as he pulled the car out of the parking lot.

“Yeaaaap,” Jack said proudly. “I just told her to cry onto Reinhardt’s chest, that’d make anyone feel better-“ he was cut off by Gabriel’s surprisingly loud laugh. “It wasn’t that funny,” he scoffed.

“No, but it was stupid!” Gabriel snickered.

The rest of the drive home was uneventful. When they got home Gabriel was content to just flop down on the couch after kicking his shoes off and wasting the rest of the night in front of their TV. Jack joined him, snuggling up against, wiggling until he got Gabriel to do what he wanted and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. They were like that for maybe five minutes when Jack said. “Oh, right, I almost forgot something,” and he levered himself out of the couch. Gabriel watched him go curiously. He was still thinking about Jack trying to butter him up about asking to adopt a dog with the nice dinner and all the dog talk. Gabriel waited for Jack to come back but he didn’t.

“Jack?” Gabriel called. “Jack you die or something cause I’m not avenging your dumb ass.”

“I’m alive,” Jack called back. “Will you come here?”

Gabriel got up slowly. What was he doing? He was reminded of Ana’s text, that she had nothing to do with it. Fuck. What if Jack had just gotten a puppy or something? Gabriel would fucking die. Jack might too honestly. He remembered Jack’s mom telling Gabriel about how Jack used to just bring home stray dogs sometimes or that he one time had a fucking deer follow him home because he’d made friends with it for a few days after school. Or growing up he’d had birds just eating out of his hands or he could always found someone’s dog when they lost it or it ran away. His husband was a god damn Disney Princess in his youth apparently. Gabriel was surprisingly nervous as he went into the bedroom. He knew Jack had done something and he wasn’t sure he was actually, really, strong enough to tell Jack no they weren’t keeping it if he had just brought home a dog or puppy from the pound.

There were some gift-wrapped boxes on the bed. What? “Everything okay in here?” Gabriel asked him.

“Remembered you said not to get you a Christmas present?”

“Yeah?” Gabriel said slowly. Mainly because Jack had gotten him a really expensive anniversary present for their second anniversary and he didn’t want Jack to make himself broke buying Gabriel gifts.

“Well… I did anyway,” Jack said with a big grin. “It’s just a bit early.”

“Uh???” Gabriel was a bit paralyzed. What was going on? What the hell were all those boxes? This was exactly what Ana had said she wasn’t a part of. Meaning she absolutely was a part of it. He could trust none of his friends apparently.

“Here,” Jack handed him a box. It was wrapped too nicely for Jack’s dumb hands to have done. So that meant Ana had wrapped it and brought it over.

“I really hope this isn’t what I’m worried it is,” Gabriel said. The box wasn’t that heavy but was bottom heavy.

Jack just grinned at him. “And what do you think that is?” he asked, batting his stupid, short, nearly invisible, eyelashes at Gabriel.

Gabriel just scowled at Jack and held the box one-handed. It was an easy open top. Gabriel flipped it open and nearly dropped the box in surprise. “What!” he practically squeaked.

Gabriel stared into the box. A pair of blue eyes inside a little black fluffball looked back at him. Then it opened it’s little pink mouth and gave a little squeak of a meow at him. A kitten! There was a kitten in the box! Holy shit! Gabriel nearly dropped the box in excitement again. Instead he put the box down very gently on the bed, grabbed Jack by the face, and littered it and his lips with about ten thousand kisses that ended in a passionate kiss on the mouth that by the end Jack was nearly about to melt into the floor with a big, stupid, dreamy grin on his face.

“I take it you liked it,” Jack said in a dreamy, blissed out, voice, basically only still standing because Gabriel was holding onto his face.

Gabriel chuckled. “Yeah,” he pressed another kiss lightly to Jack’s lips. “You going to be okay?”

“Yeaaaaaah,” Jack said still all dopey and in love.

Chuckling Gabriel let go of Jack and his husband swayed a little to regain his footing now that Gabriel wasn’t grounding him. He went back and checked the box again and sure enough, the kitten was still in it. The kitten looked up at him and Gabriel gently picked them up. They were so small they easily fit into Gabriel’s hands. It was probably only about twelve weeks old so it was so small and cute and upon closer inspection, Gabriel saw it was slightly weird shaped. Its legs were super short for starters and had a bright red bow tied gently around its neck. They mewed at him again and Gabriel realized his face hurt because he was smiling so hard.

Jack finally regained some level of dignity he had and straightened up. “Merry early Christmas, babe,” he said and kissed Gabriel on the cheek.

Then Gabriel remembered, “You’re allergic to cats,” he said.

“Not deathly allergic, I can just take some allergy meds and I’ll be fine,” Jack shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal.

“I told you not to get me anything for Christmas,” Gabriel said.

“Yeah? And? When do I ever actually listen to anything I say?”

“Never,” Gabriel sighed.

“Yeah, exactly. Now stop being such an adult and be excited about your kitten,” Jack said.

“What’s all this other stuff?” Gabriel asked, nodding at the few other wrapped boxes on the bed.

“Open them and find out,” Jack said cheerfully.

Gabriel sat down with a now sort of squirming kitten in his lap and Jack helped him open the other gifts. It wasn’t really anything terribly exciting. A litter box, litter, kitten food, a set of bowels, a collar-

“Oh, so you’re going to match now?” Gabriel asked Jack when he unwrapped the collar. Jack punched him in the arm but his ears were a bit red. Gabriel just grinned at him. “Are they a boy or a girl?”

“A girl. The lady I got her from was glad someone wanted the black one. People never want black cats.”

“Those people are called idiots,” Gabriel said.

Jack also picked up a carrier from behind the bed and the last box had a scratching pad in it. “I didn’t get any toys, I figured you’d want to buy them,” Jack chuckled.

“Yeah,” Gabriel nodded. Then he leaned over and kissed Jack again. “You’re so wonderful. I love you. Thank you,” he said softly.

“I’m glad you’re happy,” Jack said and kissed him softly in return. “And they’re gonna stay super small and cute forever. They’re a munchkin.”

“Jacccck,” Gabriel groaned. He knew how expensive munchkins were. At their cheapest, they were a couple hundred dollars.

“Don’t whine at me. The breeder gave me a deal cause they were black. I knew you’d like that one the most and people don’t want black cats. The others were tuxedo or something. She was the only pure black one, for my little goth nerd,” he teased and scritched Gabriel’s beard under the chin.

“What time is it?” Gabriel asked, digging out his phone.

“Like seven,” Jack said.

“Damn.”

“Why?”

“Pet stores are closed-

Jack laughed. “Oh no, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to spoil your little kitty. Aren’t you supposed to make a secluded area for new kittens in new homes?”

“Yeah,” Gabriel said. “How’d you know that?”

“I did only a fuck ton of reading okay. Despite what you think I don’t just jump head first into things.”

“Debatable. C’mon let’s go make her a place to sleep in the pantry,” and Gabriel got up, dragging Jack to his feet. The little kitten mewed at him and dug her claws into his shirt but Gabriel hardly noticed too much. Jack gathered up the other gifts and they went to the kitchen and opened the pantry door.

The pantry was distressingly empty because they only cooked maybe four days a week and hardly ever bought groceries. Jack put the carrier down and the bed and filled the litter box while Gabriel put the little kitten on the bed and went to find one of his hoodies. A black one so the hair wouldn’t show up too easily. He found one and a towel and went back to the pantry where Jack was filling a bowl with water in the kitchen. Gabriel put the towel inside the carrier and his hoodie on the ground, half draped over the bed.

“Was Ana in on this?” Gabriel asked Jack as he sat outside of the pantry on the floor.

“Yeah. She was watching them while we were at dinner. Fareeha was not happy Ana had to take the kitty away,” he brought the water dish over and put it in the little room. Without the two of them in there the kitten was very slowly starting to explore.

“Pft, not my fault,” Gabriel said. He knew he needed to leave the kitten alone for the night so it could get used to his smell and its own space but he just wanted to hold it. He knew that wasn’t a good idea either. Cats weren’t like dogs. They needed to get used to thinks slower. Thankfully it wasn’t too cool in the house and the bed was warm and the carrier had the towel in it. Gabriel got up and closed the door. He made a pained noise. “I just wanna pet it,” he whined.

Jack snickered. “Sorry, babe,” Jack said. “You can pet me instead if you want?” he added cheekily.

Gabriel gave him a look then raised one eyebrow. “Now that’s an idea,” and he grinned a little that was almost a smirk. “Why don’t you come with me, huh?” Jack’s grin widened as Gabriel grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the bedroom.

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Daycare AU: Robbie

(Eeeeyyy lookie another Daycare AU fic. This one is from the zombabe's pov. Anti just wants a friend): Robbie enjoys a few things. And he doesn't enjoy another few things. The few things he enjoys include but are kind of limited to: the sound of crayons on paper, everything about his best friend Marvin, and Schneeplestein’s funny accent. The few things he doesn't enjoy includes but isn't limited to: his hands falling off constantly, not seeing like everyone else, and Jack not letting him eat proper food. He can get quite hungry, but Jack only will let him eat… chicken. He doesn't like chicken, raw or cooked. He doesn't mind being in this “daycare room” all day as long as he has Marvin or Schneeple nearby. They always help him walk around and give him crayons and things to draw on. Marvin always holds his hand when he can't see and Schneeple helps put his limbs back on if they fall off. He also does like Jackieboy and Chase sometimes. Jackieboy is fun to chase while playing “cops and robbers”(when he's actually not a robber) and Chase is a fun person to hang out with. Chase lets him shoot with his gun even though he can't see and they run from Jack when he gets mad at them for having a nerf gun in the first place. Currently Robbie is sitting at one of the tables outside with an open book and is scribbling all across its pages. Jack is beside him, watching all of the kids and Wiishu is playing with them. Robbie doesn't normally play outside unless it's some sort of chase game but they're playing a kind of sport… something with kicking a ball. He doesn't know. “What are you drawing, Rob?” Jack asks the zombie child sitting beside who shrugs in response. “Don’.... know?” He said with a shrug and turns the book towards Jack. “You.. tell? I can’t… see..” Jack hums and picks up the book from the table to observe it more closely. Robbie keeps an eye on him, not wanting the Irishman to hurt his favorite book. “Hhmmm,” Jack hums and sets the book back down. Robbie takes t and resumes drawing. “It actually looks kinda like a cat to me.” “I… draw… cat!” Robbie exclaimed happily and curves his hand to try and capture the look of cat. Even though he can't see if he should have done that or not. He could have just messed up the entire picture for all he knows. Jack chuckles and Robbie continue to draw until suddenly Jackieboy comes running over and slaps the child zombie. “Tag! You're it!” He shouts and runs off, laughing loudly. Robbie pushes from the table sloppily and nearly falls face first on the ground. His hands and feet brush against the dirt covered earth as he launches himself forward at Jackieboy, letting out a loud roar of excitement. He maybe a zombie child, but he can move surprisingly quickly when he so chooses to. Jackieboy leads him to the rest of the playground and now he can smell the rest of the kids including Anti and he kind of wants to go after the demon child. Though, he does end up going after the closest one. This being Chase. He chases after Chase(no pun intended) and catches up with the other kid quickly, basically tackling him to the ground. The impact causes one of his entire arms to pop out of socket but he's too invested in the game now and continues running forward after getting back to his feet, doing his best to not trip on anything. Because it is currently so cold, everything’s colors are all dull and dark and hard to tell apart. Though, he can't feel the cold, he can smell it for sure. “Hey! You lost your arm!” Chase called after him but he doesn't care because he's already on the other side of the playground and turning the corner around the building to hide. He's played this game enough to know what you're supposed to do. Run and hide when you're not “it”, and chase and catch when you are “it”. When he fully turns the corner he trips over a small and dull red lump which had blended in with the rest of the ground. He goes toppling back down with someone underneath him, breaking his fall and also letting out a noise of frustration. “What the-!” The owner of the voice cuts himself off before he can say anything he’ll regret. Robbie connects the dots of this being Anti. The demon child always does enjoy either hiding further away from the others, or picking on them. It must be a day where he wants to be alone. Though, Robbie notices how cold he is and knows it's not healthy. “Oh, Robbie… what are you doing?” He doesn't sound as aggressive as he normally does with the other kids, ether. This is partly helped by the fact that he doesn't mind Robbie’s presence as much, actually. Probably because he's a zombie that doesn't catch as much as the others think. But he does catch stuff. A lot of stuff. But hey, the demon gives him crayons(as long as he swears not to tell anyone) and that's cool with the zombie. “I…. hidin’!” He replied, pointing to the corner he'd just come from even though he's still later out face first on the ground. He can never really pick himself up unless, well, he was running like he had been earlier. “Chassse… isss it!” Anti scoffs and helps Robbie sit up, which the zombie is grateful for. “You're playing that stupid game again, huh?” He asked and Robbie shrugs in answer. “Why don't you… why don't you hang out with me more?” “Caussse… you never… want to!” Robbie replied softly and this fact has actually bothered him for quite some time now. Anti sighs heavily next to him and they both sit awkwardly beside one another. Just because they're both okay with the other’s presence, doesn't mean they actually know how to handle themselves. “You… yell at me… if I ever get… near you!” “Yeah cause you're always with the magician idiot,” Anti pointed out grumpily, pulling his knees close to his chest. Robbie frowns because he doesn't like the way Anti calls Marvin an idiot. “Marvin…. isssss…. my… bessst friend! He… issssnt… idiot!” Robbie growled out, quickly losing his “dumbness”. He’ll be passive for an extent. For a long extent. That is, until someone insults something he enjoys. “He… isssss way better… friend than you… too!” Anti falls silent and Robbie can smell the sadness on him and okay maybe he feels a little guilty for saying that but Anti is always saying mean things about everyone else but never apologizing so why should he? “Yeah… I stink as a friend…” Anti said finally in agreement. “Yeah,” Robbie said with a nod. “You're not supposed to agree!” Anti shouted, obviously offended. “Eh, I don't know why I try with you-” “You… don't… really?” Robbie said in question, tilting his head to the side. Anti pushes to his feet, clearly outraged in his movements. “I try with everyone!” He exclaimed and is pulling at his hair. “But- but no one ever gives me a chance! They always yell at me and tell me to go away before I can talk! Before I can offer them to play! An- and it m-makes me-” his voice cuts off in a small sob and Robbie’s eyes widen at the sound. He never believed that he'd hear Anti on the verge of tears. The demon child wipes at his nose in frustration with his shirt sleeve, sniffling in a breath. “Isn't like you… care though,” Anti said, voice merely shaking now. “You've- you've got Marvin and- and Schneeple and- and-” But Anti is cut off when Robbie has somehow stood up on his own, wrapping his remaining arm around the demon child’s shoulders. Anti falls silent before his body begins to shake and he slowly and hesitantly returns the hug, crying softly. They stand like this for a few minutes before Anti finally pulls back, once more wiping at his face with his shirt sleeve. His eyes harden a little and he crosses his arms over his chest. “Yeah okay I want friends,” Anti finally said and his voice isn't shaking anymore. He jabs a finger into Robbie’s chest, “But you better not tell anyone or I'll break all of your crayons!” “I…. I can… be your friend… unlesss you… break my… crayonsss…” Robbie pointed out in a mutter, back slouching slightly because he's so tired from all of the physical and emotional activity he's had today. He normally only receives physical because most people don't go to a zombie child for emotional support. This might have happened because Anti and Robbie are sort of kindred spirits- both normally feared creatures stuck in the forms of human children. “R- really?” Anti asked and he sounds so shocked, so confused. At Robbie’s nod a large grin splits across his face. “O-okay. What do friends normally do together?” Robbie shrugs and then Anti is grabbing his hand. “Okay! Maybe we could figure out what to do for both of us?” He said questioningly, as if checking if that's the correct thing to say. Robbie nods and the demon child lets out a noise of excitement before growing serious once more: “Just don't tell anyone. I kinda want them to still be scared of me?” And with that the two go running off to do something with one another. A demon and zombie child. What could possibly go wrong? ____ I love my babe @robthezombie-support-squad @i-am-a-fan Zombie baby boy! @sweetapple01 I took your advice lmao

Mixtape n wardrobe for like... ALL the ocs?

[♡ OC ask meme ♡]

i will give you six (6) ocs.

Egeire Mahariel:

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC(s) or songs they themselves would like

1. “Love Love Love” - Of Monsters And Men (basically The song for Egeire/Zevran tbh. love and reluctance and duty and fear and pining, which eventually breaks down as despite it all they keep getting in deeper and deeper until Egeire finally goes fuck this and for once decides not to sacrifice everything he wants to hold onto)

2. “Rather Be” - Clean Bandit (happy fluffy love song for Eg’s sweet, loyal attachment to various love interests. he is devoted and adoring and when he is with the one he loves he would never want to be anywhere else)

3. “Wolves Without Teeth” - Of Monsters And Men (wqieujb?? devotion and consumption and non-physical wounds idk how to explain)

4. idk. something emo? and then instead insert “Not Gonna Die” - Skillet bc it’s really the message Egeire should be taking home

5. and then as throwback to something he’d like maybe smth Gorillaz or Disturbed just for “smth that would probably be on Egeire’s music playlists somewhere“

wardrobe:what’s your OC’s style like?                                  

In DA-centric universes Egeire ends up becoming fairly all-or-nothing re: clothing. at the end of the Blight, into Warden-Commanderdom, and to some extent post-Wardenhood, he is either in full armor and weaponry (with some extra flash and ideally some small piece of elfiness in the Awakening period), or when he is completely alone and not paranoid and with people he trusts in a space he feels safe in, he is wearing like comfortable loose-fitting pants and that’s about it.

In more modern AUs Egeire wears more like… practical clothes, probably? flannel and open button-ups over tank tops with sturdy pants and tough boots, whatever clothes have been Gifted to him over the years, annnnnd at-home muscly shirtlessness with loose sweatpants

Also he looks so great in lace

Under Cut: Egeria Surana, Flytter the Junior Historian, Cyrron Mirevas, Soveliss Liadon, Grey Surana

Egeria Surana

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC(s) or songs they themselves would like

1. “Arms” - Christina Perri (still p much the First and Most Egeria/Alistair song. being Wardens is one rough thing and then the elven mage and the bastard prince is harder still. it works out in the end, but….)

2. “Retrograde” - James Blake (ouch that isolation and your friends are gone, and your friends won’t come, so show me where you fit. i’ll wait, so show me why you’re strong– i’ll wait, we’re alone now)

3. “You May Be Right” - Billy Joel (whoops it’s The DenRia Song)

4. “Beth’s Theme” (Broadchurch OST) - Ólafur Arnalds(Ria’s canon is just so like…. sad. unintentionally sad. quietly, wordlessly sad.)

5. “Stolen Dance” - Milky Chance / “Budapest” - Georga Ezra / “Break Stuff” - Limp Bizkit (just kind of misc songs for Ria Chilling Around The House)

wardrobe:what’s your OC’s style like?

DA: a mix of aesthetic robes and practical ones, some with long flowing pieces and embroidered flowers that gradually transition to black dust, wearing her mage blood and magic specialties quite literally on her sleeve, some that are more armor than robe (bc spellsword/arcane warrior) but with elements of robes nonetheless. Dresses more lightly in private for ease of movement, with fur shawls and fine shoes and all. may be talked into some sort of short top + long skirt look by her fawning husband. in private.

Modern: light blouses and either loose-ish pants or long skirts, fond of flower motifs, plenty of like cardigans and soft jackets and things that generally perfect that sweet and trustworthy and caring outward demeanor she wields like empathy made tangible and precise. also has regular graphic tees and jeans for gardening.

Flytter

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC(s) or songs they themselves would like

1. “Little Talks” - Of Monsters And Men (grief is what drives Flytter from home to wrap themself up entirely in their work… for better or worse, despite the best wishes of those who cared about them)

2. “Non-Stop”, “Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story”, … - Hamilton the Musical (um excuse me if somebody made a musical about Egeire Mahariel/WAWsquad/The Fifth Blight Hero you fucking know Flytter would be all over that)

3. “Radioactive” - Imagine Dragons (radioactivity… lingering Blight corruption… same difference, right?)

4. “Heavy In Your Arms” - Florence + the Machine (not entirely happy with this pick but struggling to find something for just– that kind of background gnawing of the slow, slow, painful death seeping into their being, the constant pain and the losing fight to the ebb of the corruption and their inability to keep it effectively treated or soothed or just. nesdfds.)

5. “Beyond the Veil” - Lindsey Stirling (trippy instrumentals for recording things and remembering dreams? sure why not. clear Veil joke? woo!)

wardrobe:what’s your OC’s style like?

.DA: robes, again. robes with a focus on complete head-to-toe coverage and not irritating rough patches of skin or what not too much. Something comfortable enough to sleep in. Not really much variety once they lock themself away in Kinloch Hold rebuilt.

Modern: light shirts tied up and semi-professional vests and the ability to quickly create a skirt in any situation when they need to really move in a hurry

Cyrron Mirevas

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC(s) or songs they themselves would like

1. “Enemies” - Shinedown (i didn’t even have to think about this one everyone hates Cyrron except like…. you jay. only you. everyone else goes ‘ew’ or ‘why are his eyes sockets not full of sharp/sharp-ish utensils’ when i bring him up. only you cheer when he shows up or hand him over to tentacle monsters but)

2. “Simple Man” - Lynyrd Skynyrd (and the complete flipside– a simple kind of man, not rushing, revering the gods, settling down with a bondmate and having children… it was the life Cyrron intended to live, not exactly a soft or warm or gentle man by any means, but a simple man. Then he lost everything, and survived Vir Banal’ras, and we have present day Cyrron.)

3. “The Dalish Elves Encampment” - Dragon Age: Origins OST, or something (this is basically a placeholder to state: what do you think super traditional Dalish elf music sounds like? for Ferelden Dalish if you want to get specific maybe. Basically, whatever Traditional Dalish Music is, that is all Cyrron himself cares to listen to. That’s it. He hoards it. maybe even plays an instrument. the world will never know.)

4. i swear to god i’m not putting “Closer” on this list SO HOW ABOUT THAT BODIES SONG HUH IT’S SUPER MURDERY N STUFF

5. “Indestructible” - Disturbed (fitting, since it was on Egeire’s list, and he definitely got that from somewhere. really, Cyrron is indestructible to a point that even upsets himself until all the venom he sank into others finally comes back to flood his veins)

wardrobe:what’s your OC’s style like?

DA: Armor. Sturdy Dalish armor, long updated and cycled through with parts, blades on hand at all times, each meticulously well-kept and menacingly. The only time he’s not in armor is if he’s for some reason in disguise to get closer to someone to kill them.

Modern: ranges from business semi-casual to business ultra-formal and nowhere below that range, at least not for wearing out in the daylight. Cyrron mostly has his crisp dress shirts and pressed black slacks and all that easy “I am wealthy and important and you don’t need to know what I do for a living” class, even despite the clear vallaslin, but he also has a variety of tougher garb and more lowkey clothing for when his real line of work comes calling in the night for a slit throat or a poisoned drink.

Soveliss Liadon

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC or songs they themselves would like

1. “Addicted to Love” - Florence + the Machine (possibly the earliest defining song for my vague thoughts of ‘Soveliss and his feylock patron’. Soveliss insists he knows what he’s doing! He just has to keep his wits around him! … gods, though, he is so lonely.)

2. “Carousel” - Melanie Martinez (have I mentioned Sov is really super doomed? And it’s all fun and games/‘Til somebody falls in love/But you’ve already bought a ticket/And there’s no turning back now)

3. “Believer” - Imagine Dragons, & “Whispers in the Dark” - Skillet (the main brain-chewing songs for fiendlock!au Soveliss)

4. “Dust Bowl Dance” and “Broken Crown” - Mumford & Sons (hypothetical #mood for potential Angry parts of potential Soveliss character/story arc “You haven’t met me, I am the only son.”)

5. “A Martyr for My Love for You” - The White Stripes (i’m just saying if anybody else dies before we finish this adventure Sov is gonna start getting real antsy about forming attachments to normal, mortal people)

Bonus 6. Welp. (a ghost monk floats through Soveliss’ room as Sov puts up a bard band poster up in his room in the monastery like “soooooovelllllissssss whaaaat isssss thissss” and teenage Sov is just Instantly Teenage Annoyed “MUSIC, JUST LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE, IS CHANGING, DAD” (all the monks in the monastery are Dad sov has like 2 dozen dads it’s a time))

BONUS 2 EDIT EDITION: i forgot “Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up)” - Florence + the Machine was also a Sov inspiration song whoops

wardrobe:what’s your OC’s style like?

D&D: Soveliss at the moment generally has his greyscale Acolyte of Kelemvor robes/garb, some dark leather armor, maybe some shiny beads or baubles, and his gorgeous blond hair (it is probably literally enchanted t b h), buuuut he has no real exposure to like….. choice of clothing let alone fashion. idk we’ll see if aub ever gets us somewhere cool where I can get him a truly art-worthy outfit or if he dies first i guess.

Modern: ????????????

Grey Surana

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC(s) or songs they themselves would like

1. “Stray Italian Greyhound” - Vienna Teng (whoops first song is a Grey/Tamaris song. but: Grey is every bit the tongue-tied hopeless romantic that Egeire is, except he somehow works himself up about it even harder bc in a way Grey can be summed up as Eg But Extra (i love this song tho))

2. “I of the Storm” - Of Monsters And Men (wh o o ps it’s another Grey/Tam song. but it is also a good sort of song for Grey’s general insecurities, still carried over if reflected differently from Egeire’s. not measuring up. not being loved. feeling trapped. are you really gonna love me when i’m gone? are you really gonna need me when i’m gone? i fear you won’t; i fear you don’t)

3. “In My Sleep” - Mystery Skulls (can’t find a good video but you can’t do this like i do/i fucking wrote this in my sleep is just. 1. it mostly inspired an au. 2. take Egeire’s mild peacock tendencies and turn them up to fucking 11 and you might start to approach Grey levels of pride and showboating. tempted to put “Magic” on this list but just. it’s so great. just go look it up.)

4. “Through Glass” - Stone Sour (something quieter. bringing back that feeling of isolation from Ria, but a bit more self-imposed– putting up walls of glass to keep a distance from everything and ending up sitting alone inside his own head, which really could account for a lot of his doubts. a negative feedback loop of sorts. but he is so used to it.)

5. “Work Song” - Hozier / “Iris” - Goo Goo Dolls / “Rather Be” - Clean Bandit (just some more love songs for the hopeless romantic bc I’m p sure I’ve spent like 8 hours on this ask and I’m dead now)

wardrobe:what’s your OC’s style like?

DA: so fashionable. whether he’s the Circle Ambassador or the Warden-Commander, Grey is dedicated to keeping up with trends and edging out ahead of them where he can. It’s a careful balance to keep, neither being so compliant as to be invisible or stepping so far out of line that he’s branded “outsider“ again, but he loves it. Grey is all about politics, wealth, luxury, prestige– whatever the Circle and the Chantry wanted to deny him, he will take, one way or another.

Modern: so fashionable. if it’s In he is at least looking into getting his hands on it, if he doesn’t already have it. as the Circle is traded out for more like…. slicksharp white collar big business laddering-climbing type ambition, so too are robes traded for suits, and so some manner of dress shirt + jacket/blazer/etc + slacks/dress pants/etc becomes his norm. Whether he’s climbing or charming or sleeping his way to the top, he enjoys surrounding himself with luxury and learning how to take advantage of it.Is still a sweetheart who looks nice in lace though.

Answered Asks // 1

This first bulk ask is for Music Anon as you sent me your reactions while reading and I LOVED THEM SO MUCH. Under the cut!

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 30th 2018, 6:51:00 pm · 4 hours ago But what happens after 18 T_T?! Do we send them off to happy ending AU? But okay I can’t wait to see them being all fluff balls like omg I need fluff after all that angst (though I do love angst but they deserve their happy)! Btw, I sent you a message about a song that reminded me of chapter 11. I was just wondering if you’ve received because I remember you saying your inbox eats your messages sometimes :)

18 is the epilogue. It really is just a cute scene I have in mind that I want to write out that gives insight into what their life is afterwards. And yes!! the music ask is in my inbox. I’m saving it for when I can really focus on the lyrics. My brain is a bit loopy right now from finishing 17 so I want to take my time and enjoy the music you sent. I’ll definitely listen to it tomorrow morning when my brain is refreshed~~~!!!

Anonymous said to enaasteria: March 30th 2018, 7:10:00 pm · 3 hours ago

Okay I saw that you enjoy messages while we’re reading so I’m going to send you a lot of annoying ones which will make you sick of me. I’m at the scissors part and can I just say CHANYEOL? WHY?! DO YOU NOT READ THE ATMOSPHERE. IT SHOULD BE SEHUN AND AHRI ALL TANGLED UP AND PRETZELING, NOT YOU AND SEHUN!! Buuuut awwwww the hand holding. SOFLUFFYLIKEABUNNY. I literally had to wear my pyjamas and run to bed so that I could enjoy it in my most comfortable position. Back to reading! - musicanon

I’m gunna answer all of your individual messages personally because I LOVED READING EVERY ONE OF THEM. THEY WERE THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY NIGHT MUSIC ANON. THEY REALLY WERE. OMG. I had to rewrite this part so many times because I couldn’t figure out how to get Sehun and Ahri to the bathroom scene. The flow was completely off and I was like---let me try having Chanyeol being a fidgety mess and grab Sehun all over the place and voila. LOL

Ended the intense haircut session xD! I love the way you describe scenes in which Ahri cradles Sehun’s face. It’s so intimate and loving. I also love how both haircut sessions in the story kind of depicts how Ahri is letting Sehun into her world. But this time, he wants to venture deeper and she also wants him to come closer. So much has changed! Did Sehun read a manual on perfect boyfriend 101 because damn boy, you’re giving Ahri (and me) heart attacks! STAYINYOURLANE. 

YOU NOTICED. YASSSS. When he kissed her inner wrist LIKE. PLEASE @ LORD. PLEASE BLESS ME WITH THIS ROMANCE IRL. I NEED THIS. EVEN HALF OF THIS ROMANCE. I ain’t a greedy lady but I just want some heartfelt moments like this. Haircut session. My hearteu. Side note---I really need my bangs cut. Where can I get an apt Sehun to cut my hair??? BUT SNIFFS. This is how I see Sehun being with the person he loves. I really think he would dote on her and really love her to the extent of his capabilities. It just makes me go uwu.

Btw, Soi being like are you sure you’re done reminds me of the scene in Black Panther where T’challa is having his fam reunion and M’Baku is like YAWN are you done? Are you done?! Cracks me up!

OMG. BLACK PANTHER. You are just about my favorite anon. Thank you and let me love you forever and ever.

Oh dear lord, I hope Yua’s work troubles weren’t the ones you were going through (or something similar)? Also, I hope you weren’t referring to your cousin x_x. But of course, if you were then SHAME ON ALL THOSE PEOPLE WHO DO THIS TO YOU. You’re like Ahri though! Strong and elegant in her way of dealing with things <3 Soi’s desire to smush the lovebirds together perfectly describes my own. I always think of the NOW KISS meme whenever Sehun and Ahri are in close proximity. JUSTKISSCOMEON - ma

Every work trouble I really did go through. I write a lot from experiences so this whole chapter encompasses a lot of moments I dealt in real life. The work, the 23 hr straight shift, the glass frame and rewriting it. All happened. But it’s also a reason why I quit so now life is a lot better without those leadership boogers. WHAT IS THIS MEME YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT AND WHERE CAN I FIND ITTTT???

How funny would it be if Ahri playfully called Sehun Monsieur and Sehun launches into full French mode like Bonjour oui oui mademoiselle (my last French lesson was 15 years ago. it’s been awhile xD). Ahri be like dafuq I’m out - ma

Ahhhhhh my dearest music anon. She would straight up respond back in fluent french and let him live out his wildest dreams PUAHAHAHAH

TIE SCENE SO CUTE *hearteyes* I can imagine it playing out in my head!!! I have to applaud Ahri for being able to tie it on someone else. I can only tie it while it’s on my neck, loosen it and give it to someone else. And lol, of course Mr Perfect Boyfriend has the ability to somehow make his gaze softer on command xD. Ahri bby, how are you not melting. SOI?! YOU JUST SAID YOU WANTED THEM TO KISS AND NOW YOU’RE INTERRUPTING THEM. For a good reason. BUTSTILL. Just wait 30 seconds!!! - ma

RIGHT. This chapter made me CRY A RIVER AND IM STILL A MESS. And Monsieur Oh is adept with his facial structure and actions and can be any man you want him to be. You want sturdy burly Sehun. You got it. Soft, cherub Sehun? NO PROBLEM. He can do it all!!! But honestly I would melt too and she sort of does. Eventually LOOOOL But to Soi’s defense, she just has terrible timing. HAHAHAHA She’s my baby. I love Soi. I love Yua. I love Ahri. I love Yumi. I love all my girls.

Ohgod! Poor Ahri for having to do all that name writing! Sehun is right. She’s got this! But you’ve perfectly described me whenever I make a mistake in my writing. I’m like FFS I NEED TO REWRITE THIS WHOLE THING. That’s why I like pencils because rubbers exist. Look at Ahri getting all turned on by Sehun’s knife skills *waggles brows* it’s like her artistic rendition of lumberjack Sehun. I bet Sehun is already planning their wedding. Crossing mirrors off the list or else the missus would cry -ma

This was another one of the scenes where I wrote from experience. I was helping out a wedding and this bride made her seating charts just as I described. Her wedding was outside and it was windy and it knocked over one of the seating charts. I had to rewrite all those names and it was such a PAIN IN THE BUTTTTT. OMG ARCHITECT SEHUN WOULD BE SO HEUNGNNGNGNG. She goes and visits him at the office while he’s drafting a building. AND SHE JUST LOOKS AT HIM AND ITS HIS TURN TO ASK HER, CAN YOU LOOK AT ME LESS INTENSELY PLEASE, AHRI. IT would be just cutest.

CONGRATS TO THE BRIDE AND GROOM! Dude I can’t believe you forgot her name. I don’t do this at all *rolls eyes and acts self righteous* btw, I didn’t know about the least to most important bridesmaids/groom thing! It actually made me laugh because if you’re asked to be one, you know exactly where you stand in the ranking xD. ASDFGHJKL. HANDHOLDING. FITTING PRECISELY IN ALL THE EMPTY SPACES IN BETWEEN. WALKING DOWN THE AISLE. That’s it. They’re officially married in my mind. No arguments! - ma

Seunghyun and Lia’s meeting was actually how I met my husband. He didn’t remember my name actually but I remembered his and it was and still is how I torment him LOOOOL. It’s not really least important to most important. I just did it for writing purposes but it’s your wedding. Sometimes people just place people in certain spots based on their height LOL. AHRI AND SEHUN. MARRIED> I DEAD.

Oh Chanyeol, you finally have met your violent happy ending. He’s a pup in love! Very unexpected but I approve. Yeol and Ahri’s pact doesn’t stand because Sehun and Ahri just got married (and secretly stole Seunghyun and Lia’s thunder). OMGKEEPERS! ISEEWHATUDIDTHERE. Man Sehun, how does it feel listening to how you’ve been a dick to Ahri in KeepersAU (also early in ApartmentAU)? But he made amends so he will be forgiven. IS HE GOING TO GIVE HER JEWELLERY?! He said he wouldn’t unless ...! - ma

HE’S A PUP IN LOVE AND THATS EXACTLY WHAT HE ISSSSS. IT was never really a true pact to begin with. Just a joke to mess with Sehun that I added in and I don’t think Ahri would’ve ever went through with it tbh. She’s not the type to marry someone at all, if ever and even if she’s old and wrinkly, she wouldn’t marry someone if she didn’t wholeheartedly love him. AND YASSSS KEEEPEEPEPERPRRSSS. I’m glad you see it. I was really proud of this. I wove in so many stories for this chapter. My brain was about to burst. AYEEEE. WILL HE. WILL WE FIND OUT IF HE GIVES HER JEWELRY in 18??? We shall see.

I just died of fluff and I’m not even done yet. I had to take so many breaks in between reading by smushing my face into the pillow because my heart was bursting with cotton wool!! Not gonna lie, I wanted to smack Sehun for using >100 batteries. BE ENVIRONMENTAL FRIENDLY BOY. Even if you’re in a fictional scene. But A+ for set up. The jar of longing is so sweet! BESTILLMYHEART. HAHAHA I CANT BELIEVESHE TOLD HIM ABOUT HOW SHE CLASSIFIES HIM! Married couple spilling all their secrets & kissing -ma

ITS SO FLUFF RIGHT? LIKE I CANT EVEN FIGURE OUT HOW I DID IT. I can’t even live right now because I’ve never written anything like this before. I’m more into darker stories where things are just pain and crying and tears and heart breaking torment. SO THIS WAS A 180 FROM WHAT I USUALLY WRITE. I hope it wasn’t vomit inducing fluff but IM SORRY. THE BATTERIES. Would it help if I said they’re rechargeable?????? AYEEEE. VERSIONS EQUATE TO CREATIVITY. Who knows, it might be a kink. OR. he could spend the rest of his life entertaining her with versions and asking her what do you call this one? how about this one? AHRIIII~~~~~~She would major regret this later on hahaha

Aw, I’m glad Ahri got to see the stars!! And promptly decided that she wanted to be with Sehun instead. Omg HAHAH. I was like how do you unofficially own a star? Did he call the international space agency or Spock or something and told them to fly a toothpick flag up with the names of Sehun and Ahri written on it xD? Btw are those star designations real? I tried googling but ended up with Supreme Court cases lol! Whenever Sehun tells stories that his father told him, and he says that (tbc) - ma

YES! You can can actually “buy” a star and “name” it. It’s definitely not official. It’s not like N*SA will recognize it but it’s just a sweet gesture and that’s why he said unofficially. The star designations I used aren’t real but they are formatted in that way. I had do research on this and it’s really long and windy and hard to explain because even my brain was like---i can not understand this. The letters are usually an abbrev of the telescope used to discover the star and the numbers are sometimes the year found or the date or coordinates. Like I said, really complicated science stuff so for the sake of fic writing, I just made it simple and put in some numbers that mean stuff LOOOL

And he says that it’s been passed down from generation to generation. I have this picture of ancient Egyptian Sehun wearing the Pharoh headgear in my mind telling his son about how KeepersAU Sehun was a dick and how he should cling to a girl called Ahri when he meets her xD! HE IS SO SMOOTH IN THIS CHAPTER. I spilled tea on myself so many times while reading. Can I just say that the we are stars for eternity idea (unless they decide to be a supernova) is so creative and so fitting for them?

AHHAHAHAHAHAH PHARAOH SEHUN. IM DED. OMG. I will never forget this memory and look. Another version of Sehun to make me want to die in a pile of fluff. And tbh---I really imagine Sehun coming to Ahri’s classroom with the kids all around him. Ada. Joon. They’re all around him in a circle as he tells embarrassing lovey dovey songs about Sehun and Ahri and it just makes me smile soooo much. ISNT IT. I HAD THIS IDEA FOR 3 YEARS AND I FINALLY WROTE IT OUT AND IM SO CRY TEARS OVER IT???? But yes---no supernova. no kilonova none of that colliding and bursting together business LOL.

You are so incredibly thoughtful in crafting a sense of continuity and meaning for Sehun and Ahri <3. I think that’s why they are so addictive as a couple. Because we get to see the way they’ve grown, the way they accept the hurt they’ve inflicted upon each other and themselves but actually reflect on it and come out stronger. I love the honesty and kindness they’ve shown each other in this chapter. How they’ve come out of hiding to show that they do indeed love the other. - ma

THANK YOUUUUUU. OMG. THIS REALLY IS SO SWEET. Your messages made me so much and I’m addicted to them as well. They’re like my babies and I just want to give them all the happiness to make up for all the pain I put them through. 

I loooove the parallel scenes between this chapter and the previous ones because this time, their words and actions mean something deeper. I wish I was as eloquent as you are because I don’t have words to describe how beautiful they are together. They are so in love and I’m in love with them being in love *_*! Casually throwing myself in their relationship. I’ll be waving pom-poms in the bushes where they can’t see teehee! Can we have a reincarnation AU based on the last line xD? - ma

AHHHHH IM NOT ELOQUENT AT ALL. I really fail at words and I might reread to fix some things but YESSS. I’m all about parallels. I love making full circle of things to make sure it all ends cleanly and making sure they’re not who they were but better people now. REINCARNATION AUUUUU. MAYBE. MAYBE. I have a few reincarnation prompts saved so I might dig into them and may something will spark???

Thank you thank you thank you for writing this absolutely brilliant story <3. I know nobody is as attached to Sehun and Ahri as you are but we’ve all loved them together for the past three years. THEY ARE LIKE OUR BABIES! I teared while reading 17 T_T. I can’t let them leave the nest. They need to stay within our arms forever!!! How many thank yous can I say before you want to hit me? WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU? You’ve blessed us with this story and I only hope I could do something in return. - ma

THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME. I’m not sure how long you’ve been with my blog but if it’s been 1+ years or even from the beginning, I really want to thank you for your patience. I know I’m not the quickest writer out there but I’m nevertheless so grateful for your words. For your sentiments. For all that you’ve written for me to make me smile. THESE MESSAGES ARE MORE THAN ENOUGH AS GRATITUDE. I really love how you reacted to them and I couldn’t be more thrilled. Nothing makes a writer happier than reading messages like this and seeing how you loved this story and cherish it as much as I do.

Okay, I’m probably getting annoying by now. so this is the last one I swear (also because tumblr is being like WHOA WAIT AN HOUR BEFORE ASKING MORE. So I’ve had to switch my WiFi mode on and off so that it doesn’t recognise me as the same person). I’m just gonna reread the chapter again and again, and again tomorrow and again and again. Thank you for this masterpiece. suffice to say, I more than love it so don’t you dare think that it’s anything short of fantabulous! throwsheartsatyou - ma

This is not annoying at all. You’re not annoying, MA. omg TUMBLR DOES THAT??? I never knew!!!! But really, thank you again endlessly for all that you’ve written. I appreciate it so much and I’m so happy you love this story. You are just the sweetest and I PROMISE TO LISTEN TO YOUR MUSIC RECS TOMORROW THE MOMENT I WAKE UP. hugs you. LOVES YOU. THROWS CONFETTI AT YOU.