#Aviva Lux

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DIOLES PLAYLIST

EVERYONE

My Time - Bo En

The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy

The Last of the Real Ones - Fall Out Boy

I’m Still Standing - Elton John

My Alcoholic Friends - The Dresden Dolls

Burning Pile - Mother Mother

A Pearl - Mitski

Wrecking Ball - Mother Mother

Problems - Mother Mother

Hayloft II - Mother Mother

Istanbul (Not Constantinople) - They Might Be Giants

Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes

Fourth of July - Sufjan Stevens

Young - Vacations

Mind Over Matter - Young the Giant

Karma Police - Radiohead

Non-stop - Lin Manuel Miranda

4:00 A.M. - Taeko Onuki

I Hear a Symphony - Cody Fry

Just Take My Wallet - Jack Stauber

Christmas Kids - Roar

Black Sheep - Metric

Love, Me Normally - Will Wood

Young and Menace - Fall Out Boy

Just - Radiohead

Exit Music (For a Film) - Radiohead

Backdrifts - Radiohead

Safe & Sound - Taylor Swift

KICK BACK - Kenshi Yonezu

Centuries - Fall Out Boy

Duvet - Slowed Down Version - Bôa

My Body’s Made of Crushed Little Stars - Mitski

THE HEROES

Good 4 U - Olivia Rodrigo

Body - Mother Mother

Change Your Mind - Steven Universe

That Funny Feeling - Bo Burnham

Over & Over - Rio Romeo

Malmo - Mook

From Underground - Mook

Home Where - Sir Chloe

THE BOARD GAME CLUB

Counting Stars - OneRepublic

One Normal Night - Company

Freaks - Surf Curse

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

First Rate Town - Good Kid

Blame It On The Kids - AViVA

The Adults Are Talking - The Strokes

Undercover Martyn - Two Door Cinema Club

Are We Still Friends? - Tyler, The Creator

FELIX

Boys Don’t Cry - The Cure

The Main Character - Will Wood

Brave as a Noun - AJJ

First Rate Town - Good Kid

Action Movie Hero Boy - Lemon Demon

Punk Tactics - Joey Valence & Brad

Shame - Mitski

Motion Picture Soundtrack - Radiohead

Look Away - The Dear Hunter

WINOLA

Bugbear - Chloe Moriondo

No Surprises - Radiohead

Monet Issues - Chase Petra

The Deal - Mitski

JANUARY

Everybody Loves Me - OneRepublic

Can I Get a Witness - SonReal

Say It Ain’t So - Weezer

Romantic Homicide - d4vd

Family Line - Conan Gray

Seventeen - Marina

Remember My Name - Mitski

Hansel - Sodikken

When Will My Life Begin? - Mandy Moore

When Memories Snow - Mitski

My Shot - Lin Manuel Miranda

This Is The Life - Son Lux, Mitski, David Byrne

The Ultracheese - Arctic Monkeys

MADDOX

Afraid - The Neighbourhood

Boys Don’t Cry - The Cure

First Love/Late Spring - Mitski

Blue Hair - TV Girl

AKALI

First Love/Late Spring - Mitski

First Rate Town - Good Kid

Blue Hair - TV Girl

Rises the Moon - Liana Flores

BLISS

First Rate Town - Good Kid

The Soccer Journals - Everybody’s Worried About Owen

Daughter of a Cop - TV Girl

AVIL

Other Friends - Steven Universe

Oh Klahoma - Jack Stauber

Aimed to Kill - Jade LeMac

Blue Hair - TV Girl

My Love Mine All Mine - Mitski

ALZENA

I Bet On Losing Dogs - Mitski

Woman - Doja Cat

Poison - Bell Biv DeVoe

Toxic - Britney Spears

Back to the Old House - The Smiths

NYSSA

Better Than Me - The Brobecks

ASTLEY

People I Don’t Like - UPSAHL

Neutral Spirit Hotel - Local News Legend

Honey Whiskey - Nothing But Thieves

A Song Dedicated to the Memory of Stormy the Rabbit - AJJ

Mama’s Boy - Dominic Fike

Bug Like an Angel - Mitski

Crab - Alex G

RORY

Princess - TOPHAMHAT-KYO

2econd 2ight 2eer (That Was Fun, Goodbye.) - Will Wood

Nunemaker’s Parable - Everybody’s Worried About Owen

Sandy - Alex G

WILDER

Creep - Radiohead

Time/Space - Alex G

KUALI’I

Fog (Again) [Live] - Radiohead

Time/Space - Alex G

GUNTHER

Sharks - Imagine Dragons

Sky Like Dreams (SU) - CNML

Step On Me - The Cardigans

Back In School - Mother Mother

Rhinestone Eyes - Gorillaz

GOSSIP - Måneskin

I Don’t Smoke - Mitski

Sportstar - Alex G

MR PRADER

History Has Its Eyes On You - Christopher Jackson

I’ll Make a Man Out of You - Donny Osmond

PARADISE

Mad Hatter - Melanie Martinez

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - Måneskin

Just a Man - Jorge Rivera-Herrans

The Man Who Sold the World (Live) - Nirvana

Stick Up - Grandson

Crossfire - Stephen

Where is the Justice? - Jeremy Jordan

INDUSTRY BABY - Lil Nas X, Jack Harlow

Outliars and Hyppocrates: A Fun Fact About Apples - Will wood

Suburbia Overture / Greetings from Mary Bell Township! / (Vampire) Culture / Love Me, Normally - Will Wood

Memento Mori: The Most Important Thing In The World - Will Wood

Marsha, Thankk You for the Dialectics, but I Need You to Leave - Will Wood

Blackbox Warrior - OKULTRA - Will Wood

I/Me/Myself - Will Wood

6up 5oh Cop Out (Pro / Con) - Will Wood and the Tapeworms

Starman - David Bowie

FightSong - Eve

Belly Up - Return to Dust

GOSSIP - Måneskin

2+2=5 - Radiohead

Little Dark Age - MGMT

Backlight - ADO

Hate Me - DED

The Principal - Melanie Martinez

Stained Glass Eyes and Colourful Tears - Pierce the Veil

Digital Silence - Peter McPoland

Gangsta’s Paradise - Coolio, L.V.

What’s Up Danger - Blackway, Black Caviar

Filth and Squalor - The Dear Hunter

We’ve Got a Score to Settle - The Dear Hunter

Stranger Than Paradise - Mook

VINCENT

Feeling Good - Michael Bublé

Kiss Me, Son of a God - They Might Be Giants

My Ordinary Life - The Living Tombstone

Ruler of Everything - Tally Hall

Belly Up - Return to Dust

Mr. Malum - The Dear Hunter

Stained Glass Eyes and Colourful Tears - Pierce the Veil

HAVEN

Belly Up - Return to Dust

Ribs - The Crane Wives

Stained Glass Eyes and Colourful Tears - Pierce the Veil

MANON

Mama’s Boy - Dominic Fike

& - Tally Hall

Jerry Was a Race Car Driver - Primus

BORISLAVA

Mama’s Boy - Dominic Fike

Duvet - Bôa

EINAR

Just a Man - Jorge Rivera-Herrans

Stick Up - Grandson

Oh No! - Marina

SHEHANI

Oh No! - Marina

Class Fight - Melanie Martinez

ATIAH

INDUSTRY BABY - Lil Nas X, Jack Harlow

Oh No! - Marina

Murder on the Dancefloor - Sophie Eliss-Bextor

UNA

Oh No! - Marina

PRESSURE BOMB 3?!?! - Jhariah

HIRAYA

Six Shooter - Coyote Kisses

Show & Tell - Melanie Martinez

Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

Dollhouse - Melanie Martinez

Oh No! - Marina

Teen Idle - Marina

PAISLEY

Full Disclosure - Steven Universe

Brand New City - Mitski

There is a Light That Never Goes Out - The Smiths

Well, Better Than The Alternative - Will Wood

Vampire Empire - Big Thief

I’m Your Man - Mitski

Lover, You Should’ve Come Over - Jeff Buckley

REAGAN

I Bet On Losing Dogs - Mitski

I Want You - Mitski

Full Disclosure - Steven Universe

I Don’t Smoke - Mitski

I Will - Mitski

Drunk Walk Home - Mitski

VENUS

Peace and Love on the Planet Earth - Steven Universe

TINDRA

Escapism - Steven Universe

HARU

Love Like You - Steven Universe

Cop Car - Mitski

REESE

Sugar Pills - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

Mary - Alex G

OLIVIA

Never Love an Anchor - The Crane Wives

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[lordkingsmith]

January lyric prompts 2024

1. When the grey wolf howls outside my door/I wake to nothing but this swaying house and creaking floors-miles by Bobby lens

2. Leaving through the door without a word/You won't even notice, little bird/Better off dead so I reckon I'm headed to hell instead-bells in Santa Fe by Halsey

3. I’ve hid in isolation to have a conversation/with my own thoughts/so sing a duet with me till the sun sets/beyond the mountains/woah this life ain’t long/woah like silhouettes/of mountains I drink from/don’t you leave me just yet/just sing this melody- silhouettes of mountains by Timbre Shore

4. All in all I think I'm fallin' into love with afterlife/She's the ghost of Chicago/She got lost somehow/She gets married tomorrow/Oh and I'm goin' down-ghost of Chicago by Noah Floersch

5. This is a life (every possibility)/Free from destiny (I choose you, and you choose me)/Not only what we sow /(every space and every time)/Not only what we show, we (we, ooh)-this is a life by son lux

6. From lost sights/Have lilacs frozen over/Have all the trees outgrown her/Were we clean when the morning came/Cause darling the sunrise has gone slower-paper teeth by Elias Hix

7. Welcome to the party, I know it's kinda funny/That everyone is acting like they know you personally/Just play along, be nice and all/You won't get far being on your own-gladiator by Jann

8. Whip me slap me, punk funk/New York clubbers, bump drunk/Dark like liquorice, bar slam/Move it, this is your jam-heavy metal lover by lady Gaga

9. Skin is a word, love is not a sin/People are bad, people are good/Just like the moon is a stone/But it's a star when it's dark/And now she's hiding-apple tree by Aurora

10. You once made this promise /To stay by my side/But after some time you just pushed me aside/You never thought that a girl could be strong/Now I'll show you how to go on-bad boy by cascada

11. Baby after just one touch/you can never get enough/You should know I like it rough/But you'll get used to me/Baby you can count me dead/Sleep by all the things you said/But baby you look good in red, so just keep killing me-you might be the killer by harlo

12. I feel an ache where my mind was/I try to think but it's no use/Tumbleweed, bloody knees/I would crawl through broken glass to get home-possession of a weapon by ashnikko

13. And the sky was the limit/Now, the stars where we're livin'/It's the vibe when we're in it/It'll blow your mind-perfect from Trolls 3

14. I want to inhale your disease/I would do anything for you/I am guilty/I get goosebumps when you're near me/You're just like the movies/I am guilty for your love-Guilty (for your love) by Yonaka

15. Holes in your pockets watch you lose/Anything you thought was meant for you/Daddy asks you if you'll stay/Doesn't know he's the one who made you feel this way-blame the moon by Hazlett

16. Tiptoe round the circus as everyone cheers for nothing/The maddest and the broken hide behind/The thinning of the veil/I wander down the road as my friends/Are slamming doors behind me/I ponder at my own feet scrambling on without me-Tomorrow by Harrison Storm

17. But love I know if I stayed/I wouldn't live long in this cage/It's just the growing pains-growing pains by Crystal Skies & SOUNDR

18. I did send you a note/On the wind for to read/Our names there together/Must have fallen like a seed-in this shirt by the irrepressibles

19. Green where my red love lies, was it all? /Don’t wear your winning prize, let it fool/Oh, what a waste, I’ll be locked in your heaven, always /and oh, what a way, to be living with all of your pain/and oh, what a way, to be locking your heaven away /and oh, what a wave you have made-Colourway by Novo Amor

20. It's glowing/Embers barely showing/Proof of life in the shadows/Dancing on my plans-leave the city by twenty one pilots

21. I'm so tired of hiding what I feel/So here I am, not gonna disappear/Because I cannot fake it-bad girl by aviva

22. All my life, all my life/I've been chasing shiny things/Blind my face, blind my face/Save me from this suffering/Oh, can you blame my sin?/Touch me like a lover-believer by syml

23. Did you reminisce signing my death certificate?/You almost got away with it/But the reaper snitched, now you got to admit to/Your crimes, your lies/So slick, so sly, yeah-body bag by neoni

24. Nothing makes me confused/No wonder why/I'm still in hell/This is the moment, come/Now, it's time to choose-true by yoari

25. If we just wanna be free/Maybe we're better off as part-time/lovers/So sad you didn't notice/So sad you didn't notice that/"Paris hurt more for me"-part time lovers by hazlett

26. The salt on your skin when you're kissing me/We build a fire on the beach/Sometimes moments like these/Are all that we need/You lean your head against mine/And tonight everything's alright-lost by the sea by Fabian Kuhn

27. Am I a villain or a saint? Let me lead the way/Resting bitch face on the move, fuck you have to say/I know (I know, I know, I know), I am tough as a stone/I've lived a lot of life that not a lot will understand/The type of life that gives you scars before you take command-villain by Missio

28. You paved your Hades/With precious stone/Made an heirloom to patricians/And the rich alone/And the toll for crossing/I'd owe Charon/Would atrophy a half of me/The heart of gold, ah-ooh-cold by the oh hello’s

29. Lonesome roads/And the same old clothes/Radio for company/Home, my home/And these dreams of you/Are all that comfort me-Home by Max Jury

30. City's breaking down on a camel's back/They just have to go, 'cause they don't know wack/So while you fill the streets, it's appealing to see/You won't get out the county, 'cause you're bad and free-feel good inc by gorillaz

31. Right now, I'm shameless/Screamin' my lungs out for ya/Not afraid to face it/I need you more than I want to/Need you more than I want to/Show me you're shameless-shameless by camila cabello

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[expressandadmirable]

Will I Find My Home? (Sol, Elerian, the Family Lux)

I. 

“I’m off,” Halei announced, slinging her pack over her shoulder as she stepped into the sitting room. “I’ll be in Norrikdown for a few days, then heading south on foot to some of the villages. I’ll circle back around and portal home when I’m done.”

Aviva hummed an acknowledgement from the sofa, palming the strings of her mandolin and looking over her shoulder at the Drow. “Did they request you in the villages, too?”

“Mmm,” Halei nodded. “Big property dispute in Fairdale and a murder case in Lionshead. Off to dispense some swift justice.” 

“Hopefully there won’t be any tragically uninformed bandits this time.”

Halei chuckled, squeezing the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger in exasperated amusement. “What was that, a year ago now? Gods.”

“Thereabouts.” Aviva shook her head in a shade of disbelief that bordered on admiration. “I can’t believe we actually got to say ‘Do you know who I am?’”

“They certainly learned right bloody quick.”

Aviva huffed a wry laugh. “I almost felt bad for them. Of all the people you could attempt to rob on a rural roadside, we were… probably a poor choice.”

“We delivered them to the constable, alive and conscious. Justice was served.” Leaning over the back of the sofa, Halei slid her arms around the Tiefling’s neck and gave her a squeeze. “Be good.”

“Never.” Aviva tilted her head enough to kiss Halei’s cheek. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” Releasing her wife, Halei made her way toward the door separating their quarters from the rest of the royal manor.

“Byyyyye!” Aviva sang. “Make Tyr proud!”

“That’s blasphemyyyyy!” Halei replied in similar sing-song as she disappeared into the hall, closing the door behind her.

“Is it blasphemy if we created the Gods?” Aviva wondered aloud, mostly to herself, though the cat at her side responded with a disinterested yawn.

The comment was flip, but once again it got her thinking. There were parts about her place in the grand design of the universe that she knew her mortal mind would never comprehend. She had met Bahamut, the great God of the Dragonborn, and at that meeting he had helped reveal the Heroes of Light’s true origins. She was Flame, the very concept personified, ancient and eternal. They had made and remade existence itself. She was the Mother of the World. Yet Halei still called upon Tyr for strength in battle, and Aviva said nightly prayers to Selen just as she had as a child. It was a discrepancy she could never parse.

With a great sigh, Aviva set her mandolin aside and stroked the soft fur behind Demon’s shoulder blades. “I tried to philosophise before lunch again. I told you to stop me next time I did that. Halei’s not even been gone five minutes.”

Demon of the Abyssal Reach purred.

II.

The roses needed trimming, as did the taller topiaries to the west of the manor. They had needed tending for days, but Elerian insisted on doing the work himself, and so they waited. Celestine had long since given up trying to hire gardeners for the detail work; instead, groundskeepers merely did the daily weeding and watering, allowing the Seer to execute his vision for the rest of the gardens. For this understanding, he was eternally grateful.

Elerian inhaled deeply, the scent of the roses filling the garden around him. It felt like weeks since he had last been able to walk the grounds -- in fact, given his endless list of official tasks, it may very well have been. Slipping the clippers from his belt, he considered the overgrown bush.

As if on cue, the gentle tones of a violin floated toward him from somewhere above the manor. It had taken a few months of residency, but Aviva had discovered several ways to access the roof, and as always, it had become her preferred place to take time for herself. She had eventually requested a trellis be installed outside the windows of their quarters, for well-decorated ease of access. It was then, he had noticed, that she seemed truly and completely at home.

She was working on a new piece, or so it sounded. The music paused every so often, picking up a few bars earlier and continuing until another pause. It matched the mood of the wind, of the warm, white clouds obscuring the sun but never threatening rain. It was the melodic embodiment of a peaceful afternoon, the perfect accompaniment to his task.

Music was Aviva’s true language, the lens through which she interpreted and understood the world. It was one of many things he admired about her.

Elerian smiled. He needed to levitate to reach the tops of the topiaries; when the shaping was done, perhaps he would visit her in her rooftop sanctuary. For the moment, he was content to listen.

III.

“Oh no!” came the wail from the sofa.

Halei stopped cold, the knife she had been using to cut the vegetables for dinner hanging in midair. “What?!”

“I’m too pregnant to play the lute!”

“...What?”

Incredulously, Halei approached. Aviva looked up at her in comical despair, trying in vain to press the rounded body of the lute against her equally round belly. “There’s just too much baby!!”

Suppressing a laugh, Halei ruffled the Tiefling’s hair. “I’ll go get your guitar.”

Aviva smiled. While her misery was (somewhat) feigned, her adoration was not. “You are a goddess.”

“I know.”

IV.

“Headed to bed early; exhausted. Pregnancy still sucks. She kicked today, though. Morgan says hi, hopes to see you. Miss you terribly. Love you endlessly.”

Halei smiled. “Miss you too,” she murmured, the magic of the Sending spell transporting her words all the way back to Aelfheim. “Nearly finished here. Verdict, then home. Tell Morgan I’ll bring pastries. Keep the hearth going and the bed warm. I love you.”

V.

“Nope, sorry darlings.” Mae shook her head as she stood in the doorway to the bedroom, blocking the Elves’ entry with folded arms. From behind her, a string of curses in a variety of languages landed in the sitting room like arrows embedding into a target. “You are not playing this round. Not you--” she pointed to Halei, “and definitely not you.” Her gaze shifted to Elerian.

Startled, the two Elves began to protest, but Mae held up a tattooed palm. “The kid said no, so the answer is no. You can stay out here and if she changes her mind, I’ll have Su come get ya.”

The Elves admitted their defeat with a grumble. They would respect Aviva’s wishes, as much as it unsettled them to do so. “If I may enquire, why ‘definitely not me’?” Elerian ventured, eyebrows raised in stark confusion.

Mae raised a brow in return, her illustrated tail swishing lazily as she leaned against the doorframe. “Because, your royal highness, the situation in there is pretty definitively your fault, and the kid is about to say some things that under normal circumstances would get her done for treason. Best not to put yourself in the line of fire unless she asks.”

“...Fair enough.”

An agonised scream ripped through the sitting room. Halei tensed, her hands balling into fists at her sides. “Brings back bad memories,” she muttered.

For the first time since she’d arrived, Mae softened, messy bun of greying dark hair bobbing as she nodded. “I know. You’ve been through a lot with her. But she’s strong, and once this is over, there’ll be a brand new generation of Lux for you to meet.” She smiled. “She’ll be okay. Trust me.”

“Mari?” came Esperance’s voice from somewhere within the bedroom. “Mari??”

“That’s my cue.” Mae pushed off from the doorframe and straightened. “Fortify, you two. You’re not the ones pushing out a baby!” With that, she turned on her heel and closed the bedroom door.

Halei glanced at Elerian. “I still can’t get over the fact that V’s tattooist is also a midwife.”

“The two are not so dissimilar,” Elerian answered. “There are many many ways to guide someone through pain.”

After a moment of contemplation, Halei shrugged. “Spiritual people are weird.”

With a snort of laughter, Elerian shook his head at the Drow. “You are a terrible paladin.”

VI.

Exhausted beyond words, Aviva held the warm little bundle to her chest, smiling sleepily as Halei and Elerian gathered around her.

“Ada, Nana,” she addressed them in murmured Elvish, “this is Zahira.”

VII.

Celestine glanced at the ornate Gnomish clock on the wall of her office. She had woken at Elerian’s side, had seen him at breakfast, had reminded him of the items on the day’s docket. He had attended the morning’s meeting and completed the first half of the to-do list, then sequestered himself to rewrite a speech and promised to join her again at half past three. As the hands of the clock neared four, Celestine stood. Elerian the Seer was not one to miss an appointment.

Making her way through the busy kitchen and up the manor’s back stairs to the domestic floors, Celestine checked Elerian’s bedchamber, then the study. The speech sat mostly revised on his desk, which was a relief, but its writer was still nowhere to be found. She stepped back into the hall, looking this way and that, her hands on her hips and a confused frown on her face. The manor was large, but it was not that large.

“Celes?”

Rounding a corner, Astos canted his head, dark hair freeing itself from behind one long ear. “You look as if you’ve lost something,” he noted as he approached.

“Our husband,” she responded with a sigh. “We have to finish the plans for next week’s reception and he was supposed to meet me half an hour ago. Have you seen him?”

Astos shook his head. “I’ve not. But if I had to wager, he’s probably with the girls.”

“I don’t believe I’ll take that wager.” Celestine’s smile began wryly, but quickly softened. “I’ll check their quarters. We’re lucky the baby can’t get that far yet, or I’d never find him again.” With a wave, she left Astos to chuckle to himself as she turned down the next hallway.

Reaching Aviva and Haluei’en’s door, she knocked politely. They had given her free reign to enter unannounced long ago, but she preferred an invitation when possible. “Aviva?” No answer. “It’s Celestine. Is Elerian with you?” Silence. “Aviva? Haluei’en?” After one final pause, Celestine pushed open the door and poked her head inside.

Haluei’en sat slouched on the sofa, her head tipped back against the pillows. Aviva lay on her belly with her head in the Drow’s lap, stretched longways across the seat cushions, one arm dangling over the side and brushing the floor. Elerian rested on the floor with his back against the sofa, nearly mirroring Haluei’en but for using Aviva’s hip as a pillow; cradled in his lap lay baby Zahira. All four of them, Celestine realised, were sound asleep.

From atop one of the back pillows, Demon opened her amber eyes and blinked. Celestine nodded at her. “You’re right,” she whispered. “It can wait. I’ll come back later.”

Demon closed her eyes.

VIII.

Blinking away the fog of sleep that momentarily washed over her, Aviva stifled a yawn. Well aware of their vital importance, she could not help but find Elvish ambassadorial meetings to be monstrously tedious and often irritating affairs. Despite Elerian’s marriage to the leader of the Wood Elves and his close working relationship with the new Archmagistrix of the Drow, there was always some petty squabble or long-held grudge from the lower ranks delaying and complicating negotiations. Even Halei’s presence as a neutral Arbiter could do little to keep the table of testy Elves on track. For her part, Aviva represented the Tieflings and other marginalised communities within each of the Elven nations, interjecting on their behalf when necessary and advocating for them to receive the help they needed. Of course, given the pace of the talks, she suspected she would not need to speak up until next week at the earliest.

Zahira stirred in her arms. Tiny golden eyes blinked up at her, framed by an expression of mild confusion that never failed to make her smile. “Hi baby,” she whispered, gently running her fingers across her daughter’s cheek and through her white-blonde hair. Zahira fussed in response, freeing a hand from her blanket and grabbing at the low neckline of Aviva’s tunic. “Hungry again? Okay, okay, hold on.” As a Wood Elven administrator droned on from across the table, Aviva loosened the ties of her tunic, unwrapping one side and shifting the girl into position.

“Excuse me!” barked a voice, cutting off the Wood Elf mid-stream. Looking up to see what had caused such an outburst, Aviva realised the voice belonged to Elerian’s most obstinately old-fashioned advisor, and that he was looking at her as if he had just stepped in something unsavoury. “That is most indecent!” he continued in Elvish. “Revealing, flaunting herself in the middle of an official conference! It’s not proper!” He shifted in his chair to address Elerian. “My Prince, I request she be removed at once.”

Before Elerian could respond, Aviva cocked her head. “I am feeding my child, my lord,” she explained in measured, fluent Elvish. “It is both natural and a necessity, so if there is a law against it, I pray you show it to me. Or perhaps you are cranky because you are hungry too?” She gestured to her chest. “I do have another breast if you need a snack to quell your tantrum.”

A ripple of laughter spread across the table, punctuated by Halei’s sharp snort. Elerian tried valiantly to keep his expression neutral, but the pride in his eyes betrayed him. The advisor’s face reddened and he spluttered a few times before sinking back into his chair, duly cowed.

Elerian spread his hands. “My apologies for the interruption. Please continue, Ambassador.”

From the far end of the table, Halei caught Aviva’s eye, a psychic ‘I love you’ passing through the Tiefling’s head. She gave Halei a wink.

IX.

“Tea?”

“Nothing would make me happier.”

Esperance smiled at her daughter, sitting at the kitchen table as if she’d never left, then at her granddaughter, amusing herself with wooden blocks at Aviva’s feet. “Warm milk for the baby?”

“Nah, she’ll have her lunch in a bit. I grabbed some jars of food before we left.” Aviva patted the pack occupying the chair next to her. “I almost miss when I was the only source of food. Much easier to carry.”

“But soon you’ll be able to start cooking with her.” Esperance set two mugs of tea on the table before easing into the closest chair. “And start baking.”

Aviva grinned. “Few more years before we get to that. Things take for-fucking-ever for Half-Elves.” Raising a defiant eyebrow at Esperance’s reproachful look, she sipped her tea. “Did you finally get Pippa to start baking?”

“Nearly,” Esperance answered with a smile that took years from her face. “She managed not to burn the house down. We’re working on it.”

“I’m glad you two got together.” Aviva leaned forward in her chair, resting her elbows on the table. “You deserve to be happy.”

Esperance flushed girlishly, gold eyes fixed on the steaming swirls of her tea. “She’s a good woman. I thought it would be strange, such an old friend of your father’s… But it helps that she knew him. That she still misses him sometimes too.” She met Aviva’s gaze. “He would be so, so proud of you. Your music, your family, your friends, your work. The world we know is because of you. Because of your capacity to love and believe, despite everything. He would be… at least half as proud as me.”

It was Aviva’s turn to flush. She looked at her daughter, who bore her father’s name, then at her mother. “I wouldn’t be me without you, Mama.” She reached a hand across the table, finding Esperance’s fingers and lacing them tightly with hers. “Thank you.”

X.

“Mama? Nana?”

Aviva rolled toward Zahira’s voice, bleary-eyed. “What is it, baby?”

“I had a bad dream.” The girl’s voice was muffled behind the plush dragon she held tightly to her chest. “Can I come sleep with you?”

“Of course, my love.”

“And Maergrahn III?”

“Always.”

Before Aviva could shift her weight, Halei had already risen, stepping around the edge of the bed and and scooping Zahira into her arms. Planting a kiss on her cheek, the Drow set her daughter beside her wife and crawled back under the covers. “There we go, love. Have a lie down and your mama and I will make it go away.”

With a small nod, Zahira shimmied beneath the blanket until she could rest her head on the pillows. Propping herself up on one elbow, Aviva kissed the girl, then the stuffed dragon, then kissed the fingers of her other hand and tapped them to Halei’s shoulder. Settling back down, each mother wrapped an arm around Zahira and closed her eyes.

XI.

“Good,” Aviva nodded. “Very good. How did that feel?”

Lowering his bow, Ofer kept his back straight, violin tucked against his chin as he went over the piece in his head. “I’m still having trouble with the third movement.”

“You are, but it was the best you’ve done so far. Remember to hold on to that when you start to get frustrated. Your head knows how to play it. Your hands just need a little more time to get there.”

“Yes, Lady V,” the young Tiefling recited. Aviva could not help but smile. ‘Lady V’ was the compromise she and the boy had come to, delicately balancing his wide-eyed deference to the Hero of Light and Prince’s paramour with her personal discomfort at having so many damned titles. It did occasionally cross her mind that ‘Lady Lux’ would have had more of a ring to it, but what had once been armour had long ago returned to its rightful place as a family surname. ‘Lady Aviva’ was her name at formal ceremonies and on official papers, so ‘Lady V’ was the best she could get from Ofer.

“Do you want to run through it again, or work on your other piece?” Aviva waited; when the boy did not respond, she cocked her head. “Ofer?”

Ofer blinked. “Yeah. Sorry, Lady V. I was…” He shrugged. “I dunno.”

Aviva settled into one of the plush high-backed chairs dotting the manor’s drawing room, watching Ofer’s face. “What’s up, sweet pea? Something’s been on your mind all day, I can tell.” Ofer nodded sheepishly, his shoulders slumping. Aviva smiled. “Then let’s rest for a minute and you can tell me about it.”

“Okay.” With a sigh, Ofer set his violin and bow in the open case at his feet. “My parents… Ever since I got my own room, they make me sleep with the door open. So they can check on me during the night. And last night, I woke up, and I saw my mum at the door, and… I dunno, I just got mad. I got out of bed and I told her to go away and I slammed the door.” He looked at Aviva helplessly. “She didn’t say anything this morning, but I could tell she was sad. I don’t even know why I got mad. She's just so nervous all the time. If I'm not where she expects me to be, she panics, and then dad gets mad, and I just… I don't understand.”

Aviva listened, and when the boy had finished, she nodded. “That's a lot. It's okay to be frustrated.” Ofer started. “It is. My mother used to be like that when I was little, and it was hard. I can get like that sometimes too, and it's hard on Zahira.” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “How much have your parents told you about the Calling?” Even after all these years, the word still sent a chill down her spine.

"Not a lot.” Ofer gave a small shrug. “It was scary, and it's why they have scars and why dad has a glass eye. And that you saved them.”

“Not just me. They were strong. They let me help them.” Aviva took a deep breath. “The Calling is a wound, a trauma our people are still recovering from. For many of us, it was the worst in a long line of bad things. There was a time when we thought there wouldn't be any of us left.” A sad smile flitted across her face. “I still get nightmares about it sometimes.”

“You do??” Ofer stared at her, his eyes as large as saucers.

Aviva chuckled softly. “Is it so hard to believe? I get scared too. And when I wake up, it can take some time to reassure myself the nightmare wasn't real. I can talk to my wife or to the Prince, but sometimes I go to Zahira's room and look in on her. Make sure she's still there.” She took one of Ofer's hands in her own. “Our people have lost a lot. Things are better now, but it's hard not to worry about the people and things we love. We want to keep them safe, and sometimes we show that in confusing or unhelpful ways. Your parents mean well; their hearts are in the right place.”

“So what do I do?”

“Talk to them. Explain how they're making you feel. They may mean well, but your feelings are valid, too. Talk to them about what they went through, how it’s still affecting them, and how that’s affecting you. They may not be ready to talk about everything just yet, but you can start the conversation and go from there.” She squeezed the boy’s hand. “What’s most important is that they love you. So, so much.” Tilting her head, she smiled. “Okay?”

Ofer nodded, and smiled in return. “Okay.”

“Okay. Want to take another crack at the third movement?”

“Okay!”

XII.

Aviva loved the light in Elerian’s bedchamber. The delicate curtains drawn across the windows and pinned over the skylights diffused the afternoon sun, scattering and softening the rays into a meditative glow. By contrast, the rich damask canopy of the four-poster bed kept sleepers in the embrace of darkness even at midday. It was a humble place, at least relative to his station; while the public spaces in the manor were for show, the bedchamber was for him alone.

“Reminiscing?”

From her position against the doorframe, Aviva looked over her shoulder, smiling as Elerian approached. “El’an,” she greeted him. “I suppose I was. The first time I saw you, you were asleep in that bed.” She smirked. “A pale little thing, you were. Caused us all quite a bit of stress.”

Elerian laughed lightly, resting a hand on the Tiefling’s hip. “A most wretched sight, to be certain. I imagine I was the very picture of Elven frailty, was I not?”

With a grin, Aviva looped her arms around his neck. “Luckily for us, you’re sturdier than you look.”

“Waiting for you and your Heroic kin gave me the strength to carry on,” Elerian responded with utter sincerity, then broke into a chuckle at Aviva’s raised eyebrow. “I knew you would come. I had seen it many times before. The only information I lacked was who you would be when you arrived.”

“Do you miss it? Being able to See?”

Elerian considered that for a moment. “There are times that throw into sharp relief just how much I relied upon it. When the chapters of one’s life have been laid out for them from their first breath, stepping onto the unknown page is daunting, to say the least.” He slid both hands around her waist, drawing her close, and she lowered her forehead to rest against his. “Which is why I shall forever thank my good fortune that you are one of the writers of these pages.”

After all these years, he could still make her blush. “Gi melin, elrandir.” I love you, star-wanderer.

“Gi melin, feanare.” Spirit of Flame.

XIII.

“There’s my wife!”

Setting her pack down by the door, Halei stepped into Aviva’s waiting arms, burying her face in the Tiefling’s neck. “Hello you.”

“Hi sunshine. Welcome back.” Aviva rested her cheek against Halei’s head. “You hungry?”

“Starving.” Lifting her head, Halei nodded over Aviva’s shoulder to the large basket sitting on the dining table. “Is that what that’s for?”

“It most certainly is.” Aviva released the Drow, who knelt to greet Ladybug of the Line of Demon as she trotted in from the kitchen. “I was away, then you were away; it feels like we haven’t eaten together in ages. El’an has the baby tonight, so I thought we might have a walk in the garden. What do you think?”

Halei smiled. “Nothing would please me more. Let me get my armour off and we can go.”

“Sure. I’ll finish packing.” Aviva paused, then smiled, remembering the first time they had taken a dinner basket into the manor garden. “Wear something soft.”

On her way to the armoury closet, Halei stopped, looking back at Aviva with a knowing smile. “It’s a date.”

XIV.

“Still with me, kid?”

Aviva let out a sound somewhere between a groan and a purr. Mae laughed. “Good. Almost done. Time to come back to reality.”

“I’m here.” Aviva was no stranger to trancing out during tattoo sessions, breathing deeply and evenly as her mind wandered far from where she sat, topless and backwards on a chair in Mae’s tent in Corneria City. “Perfect timing, I was just thinking I needed to pee.”

Mae snorted and good-naturedly muttered for her client to shut up. A few minutes later, she lowered her needles. “There. You want to see it, or do you want to pee first?”

Aviva tried to shoot a withering look over her shoulder, but it quickly melted into a smile. “Let’s see it.”

With a nod, Mae slid a large mirror from beneath the low table at her side and held it in front of her. After cracking her neck and gingerly rolling her shoulders, Aviva peeked at the image freshly decorating her back. A sun, a moon and a star danced across her shoulder blades, connected by subtle, flowing lines that called to mind the night sky, or streaks of flame. She exhaled slowly. “It’s perfect.”

“Of course it is,” Mae scoffed, but her grin was genuine. “Now let’s get you wrapped and get you home.” As she stood to move the mirror and retrieve the oils and bandages, she leaned down to kiss one of Aviva’s horns. “Happy birthday, kid.”

XV.

For all the thrilling adventures she had experienced in her life, there was nothing quite like an audience’s applause. And oh, did they love the Hearthmother.

Aviva grinned, radiant, and dipped into a sweeping bow, the teal-emerald-indigo fabric of her gown shimmering like sunlit ocean water as she moved. She gestured to her side, introducing her friend and collaborator Rhos Liadon to the approving roar of the crowd. Caught somewhere between terror and elation at the sheer size of the Aelfheim concert hall, the Half-Orc sketched a somewhat less fluid bow, then wrapped Aviva in a crushing hug and planted a kiss on her cheek. Stepping back, they selected their preferred instruments from the collection behind them -- they planned to play a great variety of music tonight -- and with a shared wink, they began.

A reel. A waltz. A ballad. A Cornerian folk song, sung in round. A duet of piano and cello. Solo violin. A raga. A chiftitelli. A chaconne. An Elvish sonatina. Lute and illusory drums. Mandolin. Paired voices, a symphony of two. The bards had travelled across the world and back, and they brought all their knowledge and experience to bear in pursuit of musical perfection. They had planned a concert unlike any other, and they would not disappoint.

Finally, Rhos slung a banjo about his shoulders while Aviva tuned her guitar. He told the sea of excited faces that they had written a song together, and asked with a cheeky smirk if they would like to hear it. The response was deafening. Once the cheers had faded, Aviva conjured a set of keys before them, coaxing a gentle melody from the air. Their voices started softly, as did their strings, gradually building until suddenly they burst into an exuberant chorus. The lyrics wondered if they would find their home, even as the notes told them of course they would. A question answered with perfect surety. They knew where home was.

Even through the brightness of the lights, Aviva could see the little boxes built into the sides of the concert hall. Less ostentatious, comparatively, than other theatrical architecture, they sat nearly flush with the wall, providing a clear view of the stage without obstructing other patrons. Ensconced in the furthest box, she might not have seen the occupants at all, had she not known precisely where to look.

Elerian’s head was nodding in time with the music; Haluei’en was bouncing Zahira on her knee. In the box below them, Morgan chatted animatedly with Esperance, tapping her fingers on the ornate wooden railing. Maergrahn danced nimbly about behind them, perfectly content to filter the music into his own little world. Wilhelm, in a rare appearance outside his tower, sat rapt, as if trying to take in every detail of the performance. Zahira noticed her mama glancing in their direction and waved her hands, turning to say something to Halei before resuming her wave. As the song ended, Aviva blew the girl a kiss.

Rhos took her hand and gave her a spin. They laughed, and bowed. Her heart soared.

My home in you.

(Art by @sbeep​, @aguydrawsgames​ and @kimbles​)

Endless gratitude and love to SB for playing Sol and for telling this beautiful story with me (and for trusting me to go nuts with the epilogue, and for the exquisite art). Even more gratitude and love to @stonegolem​ for creating this wonderful story and expansive world for us all to muck about in, as well as playing Elerian and rolling with my schmaltzy story ideas. I’m gonna miss telling this story, but I’m so, so glad it’s been told.

#Dungeons and Dragons #Original Characters #Canon #Aviva Lux #Epilogue #Title: Juniper Vale #Tiefling #Drow #High Elf #Half-Orc

[waterloou]

URL Tag Game

Rules: Spell your url with songs and then tag as many people as there are letters in your url

Tagged by the lovely @ksbbb ✨

H- holiday by Green Day

U-underworld by Alice Phoebe Lou

G-give me a minute by Lizzie mcalpine

H-habibi by tamino

S-serial killer by moncrieff

T-TRRST by IC3PEAK

H- high enough by k. Flay

E-eighth wonder by lemon demon

F-fly as me by silk sonic

O-OUCH! By nxdia

R-rabbit hole by aviva

C- coconuts by kim petras

E-easy on me by Adele

L- let me follow by son lux

O-over by baby storme.

U-unsteady by x ambassadors

@reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle @jinxsflame @humangrumpycat @kazinejghafa @s-s-southsideserpentine @kiara-carrera @anna-phora @decennia @aceyanaheim @randomestfandoms-ocs @reyskestis @richitozier @lokitrasho @lost-in-the-shelves @cecesxwickedxocs @lepetitchoux

#I think that’s the correct number #thanks for tagging me!!! #most of these songs were just ones I thought of off the top of my head

[dmintervenciones]

capria, lux y edmund se encuentran conversando demasiado cerca del fuego, que la bebida de lux acabe derramándose en el mismo no es otra cosa que golpe de mala suerte. sin embargo, reacción rápida por parte de los presentas acaba por ser imperativa cuando éste se aviva y amenaza con tragarse todo lo que se encuentre en radio cercano.

🦋 ¡atención! esto te toma por sorpresa, pero piensa de manera urgente. ¿será que la nieve podrá ayudarte a resolverlo o irás en busca de botellas de agua a las neveras? 🦋 @capriaz, @defleuriau, @edmundw.

instrucciones:

se deberá desarrollar la intervención dándole reblog a esta misma publicación.

pedimos compromiso y que procuren pasarse a responder al menos una vez al día (por supuesto, entendemos que pueden surgir cositas y de ser así les alentamos a dar aviso de ello para buscar posible soluciones).

tendrán tiempo para ponerse en acción y decidir hasta el miércoles 16 a las 18 hs del horario del main (gmt-4).

pueden conversar entre ustedes el orden de respuesta, sin embargo, aquí dejamos uno al azar como referencia: capria, lux, edmund.

por último, sepan que los grupos fueron escogidos a través de un sorteo.

#capria #lux #edmund #intervención

[avivapools]

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#avivapools #dreamcometrue #iwantapool #letsswim #fiberglass #swimmingpool #fiberglasspools #desmoines #ankeny #iowa

[solipseismic]

THANK U FOR THE TAG @storyhole I ADORE U. this prompt is fantastic thank u. i know u said just for mc / wip but i couldn’t resist both + the antagonist + supporting character

prompt : what 5 songs do you most associate with your main character (or setting/story overall)? 

SONGS FOR A DEMON CITY 

wonderland - caravan palace

sick duck - xix

violet city - mansionair

city of blinding lights - u2

mouthful of diamonds - phantogram

SONGS FOR IRA NEDA

mister impossible - phantogram

dying is fine - ra ra riot

night running - cage the elephant, beck

dangerous - son lux

harsh light - nate reuss 

SONGS FOR BANE

HUSHH - AViVA

angry too - lola blanc

JOLT - unlike pluto 

wolf - now, now

ANTIHERO - AViVA

SONGS FOR A POLTERGEIST*

analog boy - dbmk

make it hurt - sugr?

cheapskate - oliver tree

oops! - yung gravy

sly - younger hunger

tagging @maximised ,  @ashen-crest ,  and @lova-writes 

#*or as i like to call him #bitch boy supreme #music #demon city #skysteel #ira neda #alan wilson #poltergeist #zaiati ahn bane #tag games #for some reason it wont let me tag u lova :( #if any of u want to not b tagged in games like this pls pls lmk !!

[wtffundiefamilies]

Nothing better to do, so I’m compiling name possibilities for the impending Forsyth arrival.

Elleora - Eliora means “my God is my light,” and Leora was Grandma Duggar’s middle name 

Audrianna - almost a combo of Austin and Joy-Anna

Lilyanna, Lianna, Shoshanna, Susanna, Kianna, Roxanna - I’m just wondering if they might plan on incorporating “Anna” into her name instead of making it a middle name, since I always guessed that’s where Annabell’s name came from.  It might make a family tradition for their girls to all have “Anna” somewhere in the name.  Susanna and Shoshanna are Hebrew, like Gideon’s name.  And Kiana means “living wiith grace” or “divine grace.”  Lianna means “my god has answered.”  Roxanna means “dawn,” too.  Likewise, I feel like Aurora is a possibility for the meaning of “dawn.”  If they name the kid Aurorianna, I’m calling child services.

Abigail, Abrielle, Arielle/Ariella, Amaris, Aliza (Hebrew, means “joyful”), Dorothea, Gloria, Isabella, Joelle, Kayleigh, McKayla (unless all M names are for Josh’s use only), Mattea (ditto), Sheena, Phoebe, Shiloh, Hannah, Charissa, Jemima, Rebekah, Arya (it means “faithful” - I wonder how aware fundies are of GoT), Annika (slight variation on the “Anna” idea), Avia, Aviva, Eden, Honor, Sarah and Adaya are also on my list, generally for meaning reasons.  A fair few are Hebrew because between Gideon’s name and their Israeli conversion honeymoon, well, they seem like the type to pull a “Jubilee Shalom,” namewise.

Middle name possibilities if they don’t go with “Joy” or “Anna” - Hope seems like the obvious choice, along with Faith and Grace.  Jael, Claire, Lux, Elle, Lynn, Leah, Justine, Cailyn, Rose, Day, Dara, Esther, Naomi, Josette (”God will increase” - too on the nose?), Judith, Michelle (since it’s her mom’s name and Jill’s middle name), Blessing, Hosanna, Ruth.  

Why just guess a name when I can put way too much thought into it?

#forsyth family #Joy Duggar Forsyth #Austin Forsyth #duggar family #gosling forsyth

[lieutenant-sarcastic]

Spell Your URL with Song

Tagged by @lux-astrorum !! Thank u ! <3

L : Lips Shut by Nina Chuba I :  I Love Me by Demi Lovato E : Everybody Wants To Rule the Rule by Lorde U : Uncontainable by Set It Off T : The Search by NF E : Ex-Wives from SIX  N : Not Your Concern by The Hush Sound A : Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene by Hozier N : Numb by 8 Graves T : Teeth by 5SOS - S : Solider by Fleurie  A : Assassin by Au/Ra R : Revenge and a Little Bit More by Unlike Pluto C : Cemetery by AVIVA A : Another Bites the Dust by Queen S : Streets by AVIVA T : Tick Tack by YOHIO  I : It’s Still Rock and Roll to Me by Billy Joel C : Come and Get It From Me by Sun Heat

And I Will Taagg : @bae-iden @luminescent-kat @casualavocados @lil-dorkling @themusicalbookworm and @miraculousalchemist <3

#tag games #uhhhhhhh be careful with a couple of these i guess? lips shut and numb esp #i dont think theyre Too Bad but u never know !!

[kaffblow]

Rules: Put your playlist on shuffle and post the first 10 songs that come up!

I was tagged by @thegrumpyjournalist thank you~~

Siamése - The wolf

Son Lux - Forty screams

Love like you by @redcandieddust

Aurora - Inter the water

Son lux - my brightest diamond

Missio - black roses

Missio - monsters

AViVA - blackout

Skrillex - Kyoto

Skrillex - first of the year

Tag yourselves guys. Lol

#m

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dancingfrozen said to sbeep:Character meme for my girl SOL

Full Name: Haluei’en of House Alethlyth, Lord General of Deepgift. Sol, Earth-Warder Gender and Sexuality: Female, bi Pronouns: She/her Ethnicity/Species: drow, elf Birthplace and Birthdate Age: Deepgift, 341 Guilty Pleasures: Bar fights Fears: Open water, swimming What They Would Be Famous For: A Hero of Light, a Lord General then exiled, an accomplished military commander. What They Would Get Arrested For: Bar fights, treason, disagreeing with the wrong noble OC You Ship Them With: Aviva Lux, heavenly bard, avatar of Fire (who belongs to my dear @dancingfrozen) OC Most Likely To Murder Them: Grummer, the party’s orc barbarian, if she gets mind controlled (AGAIN)  Favorite Book Genre: War history, gossip zines about any city’s local nobles Least Favorite Book Cliche: Poorly written villains Talents and/or Powers: Holds the spirit of Earth. A military commander with 200 years experience. Excellent at delegation and knowing the strengths of a team. Paladin of Ancients (11 levels)/Great Old One Warlock (3 levels) Why Someone Might Love Them: Loyal, protective, will literally stare down dragons to protect her friends and loved ones. Unfalteringly brave.  Why Someone Might Hate Them: A drow. The commander of a warring army of hated elves for 200 years. Stubborn. Impulsive. Reckless. How They Change: Her focus at the beginning of the campaign (2 years ago!!) was solely getting vengeance for a betrayal and she could not (and would not) see past that or her ingrained cultural prejudices after the drow were at war with everyone for thousands of years. And when the other Paladin in the party left, she began to step up and take much more of a lead on the field of battle, something she never thought she’d do again. Why You Love Them: My 2nd ever tabletop character, and one I’ve been playing for almost 2 years solid. I have loved to play the protector, and her story has been helped and enriched by a cast of fantastic characters played by my friends. More than that, she got to achieve her all-consuming goal. It’s been an incredibly organic process of development and she’s now a literal bastion in the party, protecting her friends as they hold her up in turn. On top of that, she GOT her vengeance, she killed the love of her current life in return for betrayal, and the love of her entire existence helped her to do it. The resolution to that story was never going to be anything other than “Vengeance can be cleansing” and it was a super cathartic piece of storytelling by our DM that I’m gonna cherish for a long, long time.

#*Haluei'en #drow paladin-warlock #I love her a lot I cant wait to see how the story ends #D&D #Dungeons and Dragons

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sorry if this is annoying but can i help some name suggestions for a camila mendes muse i'm working on?

not annoying at all, love ! i’m just going off the general vibe & camila’s background, so here are a few names i think could work: eveline, beatriz, ivy, violet, lilith, sofia, isabelle/isabella, dahlia, marcia, emmeline, nova, sabrina, angelina, natalia, sylvia, valerie, miranda, valentina, francesca, vivienne, josephine, carolina, noemi, tatianna, davena, nyx, victoria, vesper, alessandra, elisabeth, ariel, giselle, cecilia, lourdes, sierra, melissa, jade, serena, vesper, juliet, aviva, lucia, cassandra, adette, helena, cintia, marisa, genevieve, ramona, gabriella, bella, ines, astrid, olivia, adelaide, lux, samantha, or aurelia !

#rpt #rph #rpc #name help.

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When the weather is too hot and you feel your skin burning with the anticipation... But for what? For the girl who owns late night conversations, stolen peaches and loud laughters.

i) GRRRLS by AViVA; ii) High Enough by K.Flay; iii) Boys don't cry by The Cure; iv) Graceless by The National; v) When I was young by MØ; vi) Hurts like Hell by Fleurie; vii) In this shirt by The Irrepressibles; viii) Orca by Until the ribbon breaks; ix) Liar by Mumford and Sons; x) Luci a San Siro by Roberto Vecchioni; xi) Kingdom fall by Claire Wyndham; xii) Easy by Son Lux ft Woodkid; xiii) Dernière Danse by Indila; xiv) Empire by Of Monsters and Men; xv) K by Cigarette after sex; xvi) My sweet and tender beast waltz by Eugen Doga

#Playlist Sunday #august 2018 #by Martina #music for nocturnal girls

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Tomorrow Untrodden (Morgan)

I.

“Hey.”

Morgan offered a wan half-smile. “Hey.”

Pulling the Lefein into a soft hug, Aviva was struck by the memory of hugging Morgan the Gnome. Back then she had been half the Tiefling’s size rather than half a head taller. “Is he gone?”

“Yeah.” The pair released one another and settled onto a bench in the hallway, the soft, misty light from the windows at either end making the world seem preternaturally quiet. “He was happy to see us. He told us a couple times.”

Aviva considered making a joke about how impossible it had always been to unravel Lukahn’s ramblings, even for someone as adept at prophecy as Elerian or Cid, but she thought better of it. Morgan had always had a gift for deciphering her spiritual kin. “You came to see him often, huh?”

Morgan nodded. “Uncle Cid and I made regular trips. We built a lot of card houses, and we told him how the world was changing. I came up with a lot of ways to play games differently, like extra rules and variations and stuff, and he really liked that.” She smiled. “Maergrahn trained me well, I guess.”

“Was he able to leave you with any parting thoughts?”

“A few. Mostly he told us he was happy. And he asked me to build an extra large card house in his honour.”

“Sounds like an appropriate cairn.”

Morgan snorted, then let it fade into a sigh. “Uncle and I are the last of the Lefein now.”

Aviva nodded slightly. “How are you feeling?” The eternal question.

“I don’t know.”

“That’s okay.” For a brief time, Aviva had known what it felt like to be the last of her kind. But they had been able to restore the Tieflings. The Lefein did not share that destiny. She took Morgan’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You want to come back to Aelfheim for a bit? Spare room’s yours whenever you want it.”

“Uncle and I need to take care of a few things first. We’re going to scatter Lukahn’s remains in places of significance to the Lefein. It shouldn’t take too long, with the Highwind. But then yes. I’d like that.” Morgan smiled a little more broadly. “I think Starman is pining for Demon.”

Aviva chuckled. “I know Demon’s pining for Starman, she regularly tears up the toy you gave her that looks like him and then cries at me until I mend it. Please let our cats reunite before she drives us mad.”

Morgan giggled. “Okay. I’ll come by once I’ve dropped Uncle back at his lab. Maybe a week or so.” For a few moments, she lapsed into silence, then laced her fingers with Aviva’s. “Thanks for coming.”

“Of course.” Aviva kissed the Lefein’s cheek. “You’re family.”

II.

Leaving Halei in their sitting room, Aviva grinned in anticipation, the air turning translucent gold as she cast her spell. A moment later, the bridge of the Highwind shimmered into view. “Cidney!” she called. “I’m here early, and I brought treats from Aelf--”

“‘Viva, get down!!”

Instinctively, Aviva ducked, just in time to see a bolt of energy streak through where her head had been. Turning in a crouch, she realised the ship was listing precipitously to one side, the internal gravity only thing keeping her from tumbling into the window. “Cid?!”

Another bolt of energy struck the floor near her knee. A mote of flame instinctively forming in her palm, she spun to face her attacker and nearly collided with Morgan coming for her at a sprint. “Cid, what in all the hells?!”

“Behind my chair!”

The pair dove beyond the captain’s chair just as the hulking metal humanoid at the other end of the bridge fired again. Calculating the distance of its prey, the living tech lumbered towards them. “Making friends?!”

Morgan flashed her a lighting quick withering look, then raised both guns and fired, hitting the tech square in the chest. “Lefeinish creation. Prototype servitor. In near perfect working condition, and I’d like to try and keep it that way--” She ducked to avoid a retaliatory blast. “So don’t hit it in the head!”

With a curt nod, Aviva let loose handful after handful of searing flame, dutifully aiming for the torso. Morgan reloaded her guns with practiced efficiency and separated the tech’s joints from its body, causing it to topple forward onto the deck. In perfect unison, each woman took one final shot, and with a frustrated whir, the tech stilled.

Silence crept across the bridge. Morgan stood cautiously, stepping out from behind her chair and nudging the tech with her boot. It did not move. Confidence instantly restored, she crouched by its head. “Well, that didn’t go how I expected.”

“And how, exactly, did you expect that to go?” Aviva straightened, then leaned against the chair.

“How was I supposed to know it had defence protocols?” Morgan replied testily, rapping on the tech’s head. “Just means I have to run more diagnostics before I turn him on again.” Sensing Aviva opening her mouth to retort, Morgan waved a hand. “It’ll be fine.” Every inch the mad scientist. She pushed to her feet, straightened her hair, then turned to Aviva with a wide, delighted smile.

“You said you had treats?”

III.

“It’s time.”

Halei set up from her place on the sofa, instantly alert. “Are you sure?”

Aviva glared at her wife, then doubled over as a contraction shot through her, leaning against the dining table for support. “Yes,” she forced through gritted teeth, “it is most definitely time.”

“Right.” Appearing at Aviva’s side, Halei helped her into the bedroom and over to the bed. “Mei and your mother are in the garden; I’ll fetch them first, then Elerian. You breathe. What else do you need?”

“Infinite willpower. And water.” Aviva winced in pain as Halei turned on her heel, then an irritated chirp drew her attention to the corner of the room. From a nest of old fabric, the amber eyes of Demon of the Abyssal Reach stared back at her. “You too?”

“Hmm?” Halei returned from the kitchen, pressing a mug of water into Aviva’s hands. “Me?”

“No, Demon.” Aviva nodded to the ball of black fur. “I think she and I are on the same timeline.”

Halei’s eyes widened. “Seriously? That’s far too many babies for one set of quarters.”

“I’ll say.” Aviva sipped her water. “Well, I promised I’d tell Cidney when either Demon’s clock went off, or mine, so…” Flicking her fingers in the familiar gestures of Sending, she announced into the air in front of her: “I’m going into labour -- and so, I think, is my cat??” She took another drink of water as she listened to the response, then promptly spat it out in a burst of manic laughter.

“What?” Halei pressed. “What did she say?”

Aviva looked up at her, her breathing laboured and her eyes watering, though whether due to joy or contractions was unclear. “‘What did Elerian do to your cat?’”

IV.

“This might be the best augment you’ve made.”

Morgan grinned, sliding into the steaming bathwater and letting out a happy sigh. “There we go. Worth it. I wasn’t using this space as a cabin anyway.”

“No?” Aviva laughed. “I guess your garden variety servitors don’t use beds.”

“These aren’t garden variety servitors,” Morgan replied haughtily. “They’re salvaged Lefeinish tech, updated with my own personal designs. They don’t make them like this in Scanderimus, no matter how good they are down there.”

Aviva humphed in acknowledgement. Morgan had spent years collecting and restoring these specimens and they ran the Highwind like clockwork -- in some cases literally, given her clock-making background. It did, however, mean that the majority of Morgan’s interactions with living people came in the form of shopping for supplies or visiting Aviva and her family. “Have you made one from scratch yet?”

“Not yet.” Morgan slouched further into the water, creating tiny ripples that lapped against Aviva’s chest. “I think I’m gonna try soon, though. I have enough small pieces to build most of the chassis, and I think I could synthesise the rest. I can do all the internal programming. After that it’s just a matter of designing the right exterior. If I’m gonna make it entirely by myself, I want it to be really special.”

“Like you?”

That caught Morgan off-guard. “I… I don’t know. I don’t think I would make it look like me, but less metallic would be interesting.” She paused. “It won’t be like me. I mean, it won’t have a spark. I was an anomaly.”

Aviva watched her, head tilted in thought. “Anomalies can happen more than once.”

Morgan slid up to her nose in the water, her white hair piled atop her head like a captive cloud, and she thought for a few long moments before coming up for air. “They can. I guess it could happen.”

“Would you like that? Is that something you would want?”

“Hadn’t thought about it.” Spying Aviva’s raised eyebrow, Morgan glowered. “Okay, I’ve thought about it. I’ve wondered if there were ways for me to do it on purpose, but I don’t think there are. It’s just random. So I haven’t gotten my hopes up.” She met the Tiefling’s gaze. “But I think I would like that, if it happened.”

Aviva smiled. “I could see that being… really nice.” She grinned. “Parenting without the childbirth.”

“What, no!” Morgan squealed, water splashing as she sat up. “I wouldn’t be its parent! Maybe its teacher, or its caretaker. But I wouldn’t be giving it life, I’d just be building a vessel.”

“Mmm. Maybe.” Aviva leaned back, resting her head on the lip of the bath. “I may be relatively new at it, but that sounds an awful lot like parenting to me.”

“Maybe.” Morgan watched the ripples on the surface of the bath. “Maybe.”

V.

“Cid,” Aviva slurred, rolling her head to look lopsidedly at the Lefein at her side. “Ciiiiiiidney.”

“Mmmwhat,” Morgan responded, blinking the Tiefling into focus.

Aviva grinned brightly, if sloppily. “I’m real glad you’re here.”

Morgan reached for her bottle of wine, nearly knocking it over in the process. “I’m glad I’m here too. You know I’ll always come visit.”

“I know, but I mean, like… here.” Aviva gestured broadly with her own wine bottle. “In the world. In my life. I’m real glad you’re here.”

Spreading her arms wide, Morgan pulled Aviva into a hug, nearly tipping them both over in the process. “Me too.”

(Art by @stufflaalikes​)

#Dungeons and Dragons #Original Characters #Canon #Aviva Lux #Epilogue #Title: The Flashbulb #Aasimar