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azvibes · 5 months

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Friends

A small child who was not a gnome was sitting on the dirt.

She was three years old, or maybe four. The gnomes who had found her didn’t have any idea how the ages of other species worked. It would be a few more years before anyone would come along who recognized the child as an earth genasi, anyway. Her adoptive warren just knew that she was larger than them, and grew a bit quicker, and that her skin was green and tough–and they knew that they loved her and that she was very special. That was all that mattered.

There was a dandelion in the child’s mouth, and she was chewing on the yellow petals with a thoughtful expression on her round face. One of her caretakers, a warren elder named Begonia, was gathering mushrooms from the side of a nurse log and placing them in a basket.

“Auntie?” said the child through a mouthful of flower.

“Yes, precious?”

“Is a mushroom like a flower?”

Begonia glanced over at the child. “Not really. They grow out of the ground sometimes, and we can eat some of them, like plants. But a plant only eats sunlight.” She walked over and handed the child, who was nearly as tall as she was by now, one of the mushrooms from the basket. “Mushrooms eat dead and rotting things. When something in the forest dies, the mushrooms help return it to the earth.”

The child’s eyes went very wide, and the dandelion fell out of her agape mouth.

Begonia laughed. “Isn’t that wonderful, precious?”

“I want to be a mushroom,” the child said earnestly.

“Do you, now?” Begonia patted the child’s cheek. “That’s a very lofty goal, you know. Mushrooms are some of the most important citizens in the forest.”

“I can do it.” She hmphed determinedly and brought the mushroom she was holding up to her face to sniff it. “They smell like the dirt. So do I.”

“Do you want to learn more about mushrooms, precious? Uncle Morrie could teach you more than I could,” Begonia said when the child began nodding very enthusiastically. “I mostly just know which ones that grow in Embrook Woods are edible. Not all of them are–that’s very important to remember, alright? Don’t go looking for mushrooms to eat without a grown-up helping you.”

“Why not?”

“Because some can make you very, very sick.”

The child burst into giggles.

“What’s so funny?” asked Begonia, bemused.

“Well, they don’t want to be eaten!”

Begonia had to chuckle. “I guess they don’t! I wouldn’t, either.”

The child stopped laughing. Very seriously, she said, “But the mushrooms will eat us. When we die.”

A sudden shiver ran down Begonia’s spine, all the way to the tip of her tail. “Yes,” she said. “Yes, that’s right. They help return us to the earth, like I said. But that won’t happen to any of our warren for a long time yet.”

“Unless we eat the wrong kind of mushroom. Then they’ll get us sooner,” said the child. She grinned. “I like that! They get hungry, and come find their food, just like we’re doing now.”

“That’s true,” said Begonia. She’d never thought about it quite like that before. She had a feeling most people would be off-put by the child’s reasoning and excitement about the topic, but Begonia wasn’t one to shy away from death. The only thing that she felt uneasy about was how natural the whole idea seemed to come to the child. It was like instinct more than curiosity. There was a kinship between the child and the mushroom she held. “Do you want to help me pick a few more for dinner? And then we can go back home, precious.”

The child nodded and shuffled over across the soil and moss. Her chubby, clumsy hands were careful and gentle as she plucked more of the small, light brown mushrooms from the nurse log. “You’re our dinner tonight,” she informed the mushrooms. “And then someday, we’ll be yours. That means we’re friends, I think. Yes, we’re friends.”

#original fiction #closure campaign #my writing #amanita zircon #storytime #i havent quite figured out my tagging system yet #anyway. she <3 #she's been fucked up and weird since she was very littletiny dont even worry abt it #strange little creature

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timeturner-jay · 1 year

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Title: The Rule of Quantum Certainty (or: i'll still be here if you blink)

Characters: Gabbro & the Hatchling

Tags: Canon temporary character death, angst, time loop shenanigans, co-dependency, Time Buddies my beloved

Summary:

Gabbro sees their Time Buddy dying. dead.

Things change, after that.

Link:

#Outer Wilds #Fanfic #Fanfiction #Gabbro #The Hatchling #my writing #I want to take Gabbro along on the adventure so I WILL and you can't tell me the rules!#Your Honour I'm obsessed with my Time Buddies 🥺#Outer Wilds spoilers #The Rule of Quantum Certainty #TRoQC #Zircon #Outer Wilds Hatchling #Outer Wilds Gabbro

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thinking-in-broken-scenes · 5 months

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ABCs of My Friend

Angel Dust

Blogger

Creative

Dream

Emilio

Fantastic

Genuine

Hyperfixations

Intelligent

Jewish

Keen

Luminous

Martyr

Nebulous

Open Minded

Pisces

Quick-Witted

Radical

Scholastic

Twin

Unique

Valued

Writer

Xenial

Yarrow

Zircon

@emiliosandozsequence

#yarrow & zircon have meanings they aren't random #friends!#Angeldust #words #my writing #text #my post

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just1gnome · 7 months

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im not gonna make another gem au im not gonna do it.

but astarion would be a zircon and in this essay i

#zircon astarion is so funny to me you dont understand #maybe i did write out a whole lore thing to translate vampirism to gems #youll never know #ill never show it to you #or maybe i will #who knows #baldurs gate 3 #astarion #bg3 astarion #gnomisms

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zirkkun-uthcs · 2 years

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I really like how you imagine UT!Sans and I was wondering if aside from your game, have you ever wrote fanfics Sans x Reader? I would love to read it! Or if that's not the case, do you recommend any good fanfics with the same criteria? If you like them, I'm sure they are pretty good.

Anon you are in luck I am in total simping hours right now. I also have bookmarked recc's on my AO3, but just be aware that some of them are 18+. They're properly labeled and all so you can skip over them if you wanna, but just so you know.

I most often read oneshots, because I have a hard time sitting still to read for more than a couple minutes on one story 😭 this one I literally just read is so friggen cute I nearly exploded tho. It's very fluffy. Very dorky. Very sans.

For ones I've written, I've got I Don't Wanna Go Home (hurt/comfort rant fic w mentions of past abuse), Broken Bones and Sorrowful Souls (angsty as fuck), The Butterfly Effect (which i never finished and am unsure if I will, but the first two chapters are about UT sans. Also kinda angsty w mentions of past abuse), and Something Lost (another hurt/comfort fic but this one is fluffy). My fics tend to be on the shorter side or just oneshots, since I have a hard time committing to regularly updating a longer fic 💦

#zircon answers #not a headcanon #anonymous #i have like #one of my favorite iterations of writing sans in another fic #but its 18+ agdbdgs #so i dont wanna share it here

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zirkkun · 2 years

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My money don’t jiggle jiggle

It folds

I'd love to understand what this means ... and also I'd love to know how long its been sitting in my inbox 😂😂

#zircon answers #ratsoh writes #IM SORRY #ive been offline mostly just reading some posts on my dash every few weeks or so #so i havent checked my inboxes at all sgdhsg #i gotta lot of stuff to go thru #🙏💦

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nightshadeowl · 2 months

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And now, the moment you've all been waiting for...

I've been posting about SM3 members for a while now and thought I'd make a handy-dandy guide to who's who. (With an additional helping of self-indulgence, of course. I fucking love amusement parks and carnivals etc.) Off we go! :D

Thanks for reading! :D

May you find it in your heart to be obsessed with them as I am. I need somebody to yell about the significance of cubitos with

All links available below:

The whole group: @smthrumblr

Bones: Twitch: twitch.tv/addaxbones YouTube: AddaxBones VOD channel: AddaxVods tumblr: @addaxbones Instagram @addaxbones

Crow: Twitch: twitch.tv/mossraven YouTube: crowmossraven tumblr: @2strangecrows Twitter: @CrowtheStrange

Dawson: Twitch: twitch.tv/uroidea YouTube: Uroidea tumblr: @speltlikeeurope

Echo: Twitch: twitch.tv/echokelly YouTube: echokellylive tumblr: @echokelly Twitter: @echokelly Instagram: @echokellylive

Zircon: Twitch: twitch.tv/fakezircon YouTube: FakeZircon VOD channel: RealZircon tumblr: @fakezircon Twitter: @OutPhishing

Mimmit: Twitch: twitch.tv/mimmitlive tumblr: @mimmit

I am never writing out so many links ever again. Anyway. If you've read this far, it means a lot to me; thanks for checking 'em out! :] <3

#addaxbones #mossraven #uroidea #echokelly #fakezircon #mimmit #smit3 #sm3 #sm3posting #the ''stickers'' didn't come out how i wanted which is why i stalled this long but eh #passenger status

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johnica-weeks · 5 months

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Johnica Week 2024

When is the event? 📆

This year's Johnica Week will start on Thursday 18th January and end on Sunday 21st January! For the first time the event will START on their wedding anniversary and continue throughout the weekend 🥰 But as always, don't worry if you're late! You can keep sending your contributions after the last day, these are simply indicative days to gather all together 💕

Where? 🔎

Here on Tumblr, on AO3 and also on Instagram for visual artists!

💚 Use the tag #JohnicaWeek2024 in your entries here and on Instagram!

📚 > Here is the AO3 COLLECTION where to post your fics! <

💚 Tag @eileen-crys and/or @johnica-weeks in your works so I can read, see and share them!

📚 At the end of the event I’ll make a Tumblr masterlist with all the works!

2020 Masterlist | 2021 Masterlist | 2022 Masterlist | 2023 Masterlist

The Theme 🎁

The 49th Wedding Anniversary comes soon before the huge milestone of the 50 years together, and it's usually represented by various symbols that I added to the prompts: Zircon, Orchids, the color Purple, and luxurious gifts. The main theme of this year's event is GIFTS, the act of giving the partner something material or abstract as an act of selflessness, that can have various meanings and various reactions.

Like all the prompts, it’s up to you to follow the theme or not, consider it just as a general theme that you could build your entries around. I chose some prompts that might fit this theme, that are about gifts as physical objects or as ideas for situations or alternative worldbuildings.

How? 🖼

You're encouraged to join with your preferred creative media or challenge yourself with something new! Fanfictions, drawings, comics, poetry, collages and photo edits, moodboards, anything you like! More in the RULES below.

Like all Ship Weeks, this is a fandom event to share love and creativity related to a particular couple, so be sure to engage with the entries and support all the artists and writers that chose to join! Reblog, leave likes/kudos and comment on the artworks to keep the fandom alive! 💜💖💕💜💖💕

Day 1 • 18 January (Anniversary!)

Flowers: Orchids are symbols of love, beauty, refinement, fertility, strength and resilience, and mature charm.

Surprise gift!

Handmade by the other

Young, poor and happy together

"I've got a loving wife and a couple of kids at home, that'll do me!"

Day 2 • 19 January

The color: Purple can evoke spirituality, mystery, royalty, imagination, compassion, fantasy, wisdom, creativity and sensitivity.

A kinky gift 😏

Concert tickets

Radio interview

“When you love something, you protect it with your entire life. Right now, my guts tell me to do the same.”

Day 3 • 20 January

Gemstone: Zircon zircon is a talisman of travelers. They count on it to lead to a shelter and show the right way. Plus, it is able to protect from injuries. Women used the gem to ease childbirth, drive away evil spirits, enhance health, get wisdom, and attract good luck.

Rejecting a gift

Torn between options

Dreaming and daydreaming

"You remembered something I’d mentioned a million years ago!"

Day 4 • 21 January

Celebration: Luxury the 49th wedding anniversary is the step right before the big 50, also known as the Golden wedding. All the symbols represent the wealth of experience a couple has after being married for nearly five decades. Two people who are willing to work together and compromise and do all the things that make a marriage successful deserve to celebrate with a bit of Luxury.

Matching pyjamas

Spa experience / Pampering one another

Knowing each other like an open book

"Oh my, this must have been expensive!" "Nothing is expensive enough for you, my love."

What can you do? ✒

You can join with fanfics, edits and moodboards, drawings of all kinds and if you want to sing or play an instrument please feel free to!

The requirements are:

John and Veronica Deacon as the main pairing;

Your love and creativity! 🥰

You can write/draw:

Fics with and without accurate settings and timelines;

Alternative Universes (AU) of any kind and genre, mixed or not with the prompts (ex. Fem!John AU + coffee shop, A/B/O AU + Superpowers);

“What if"s;

Genderswap/genderbending of any kind;

Other Queen members, friends, pairings, family, poly ships (that have to involve both John and Veronica!), OCs, etc…

Fluff, angst, crack, hurt/comfort, action, mystery, sexy times… anything you fancy!

🔥 NSFW is allowed with PROPER TAGS! IMPORTANT note: please interact with NSFW only if you’re +18! 🔞

… and more! If you’re unsure feel free to ask!

We’re here to celebrate John and Veronica Deacon, not to create drama or fights nor to disrespect their privacy. So please be considered about your entries and comments and always try to be respectful to John, to Veronica, to their family and friends, to the people who ship them or ship other couples and to your audience.

HOW to post? 🤔

You can post your entries here on Tumblr, on AO3 and on Instagram, using the hashtag #JohnicaWeek2024 and tagging me.

If you prefer, you can post anonymously on AO3, HERE is an easy guide on how to do it!

If you’re on Tumblr and want to post a fic anonymously please send me a DM and I’ll post it on @johnica-weeks on your behalf, crediting it as Anonymous author! I will also post fics from Anon authors posted on AO3 here on tumblr on Anon's behalf.

🔥 TAG your work APPROPRIATELY! This includes all potential triggers and smut. On Tumblr you can include the appropriate warnings at the top of the fic followed by a "keep reading” cut (you can add it in desktop version AND on mobile by writing :readmore: in a new line!) Also be sure to tag the rating of your fic, the genre and the themes of your story, enough to help the readers!

✨ If you’re still unsure, HERE’s a useful guide on how to tag your works!

As a reader... 📖

If you’re a fan of John, of Johnica or simply like to read fanfictions, positive interactions are always much welcomed! Support the authors by leaving likes, a comment (even a little one!) and sharing their work. On AO3 you don’t need an account to leave Kudos and Comments! (Unless the author has willingly prevented guests to comment). To leave a comment on AO3 you simply have to choose a temporary mail and set your email to get a notification for an eventual reply.

If a work is not tagged appropriately, you can reach out to me via DM and I’ll warn the author. If anything makes you uncomfortable, simply close the work! Do not engage by leaving nasty comments or messaging the author!

🔥 IMPORTANT!!! 🔥

During the event, if any of you/your entries gets hateful comments or messages towards you, your entries, the Johnica ship, the event or other creators, please DELETE the hateful comment/message right away with no interactions and let me know! This is no place for haters, just for creativity and love. If you see a hateful comment on other works do not engage, instead leave a positive comment to the same work and support the author! 💜

Realistic or not, remember that fanfictions are, by definition, FICTIONAL and not meant to be a documentary! There are lots of things we don’t know about John and Veronica’s private lives and don’t want to go in too deeply, gossip or speculate about them, so feel free to fly with your fantasy and let your creativity flow! 😊💖 Most of all… have fun, respect each other and support each other’s works!

Dividers and graphics by @firefly-graphics and @johnica-weeks. As always for any info and question feel free to send an ask or a DM!

#johnica #queen #johnica week #johnica week 2024 #johnicaweek2024 #john deacon x veronica tetzlaff #john deacon fanfic #john deacon #queen fanfic #queen fanfiction #john deacon fanfiction #veronica tetzlaff #queen fandom #queen fandom event

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authorchia · 2 months

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REVERSE 1999 OCS! 🥧🎀

Welcome to me writing infos and fun facts about my Reverse 1999 OCs, Mother Bakery and Precious! I thank @acesw for helping me write ideas for their UTTU Medium and Inspired by ones! I was pretty confused back then so I'm very glad! :D Now, let's not waste any time, I'll walk you through both of them to get to know them better! (let me know if there are historical inaccuracies since I feel like I haven't researched much ;-;)

𝑀𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐵𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓇𝓎 (a.k.a Boulangerie Mère)

Mineral Arcanist / Reality DMG

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1950s for 35 years. Completed in spring, on March 21st. First exhibited and displayed in Starsbourg, France.

A diligent baker and a hardworking single-parent. She owns a little bakery that bake breads with her "special methods and ingredients" to make money for a living. Though people are suspicious of her, they can't help but feel at ease around her due to her motherliness, inside or outside of her work.

Medium: Love

Inspired by: Crystalline Salt [Mineral] Local Baking

Fragrance: Ground Cinnamon, Goat Milk, Carbuncle Dusts

Fun Facts:

She carries her baby, Cosette, around in the suitcase and in battles! Don't worry, she knows how to protect her child and teammates like what a mother always does!

Her and her baby's udimo is based off of Babydoll Sheeps!

When she opens her bakery, she has several tactics. She only opens every two weeks, gives the buyer a note that says "Si tu manges plus de deux tranches, tu deviendras une méchante bestiole!", and if they got the side effects (ex. Aggressiveness), she'll secretly kick their stomach to vomit them out, and be on her merry way. So, do as Mother told you or you'll get the price!

𝕻𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘

Intellect Arcanist / Mental DMG

A ???'s work exhibited in the 18th century for an unkown period. Completed in winter, December 10th. Originally exhibited in Birkshire, England, then the exhibit was relocated to Chicago, USA, and "claimed" by the Manus Vindictae. It is now kept under surveillance in the School of Discipline and Behaviour Modification.

Delicate, fragile, yet has an aura of wisdom. She have been put through so much pressure, so please handle carefully upon contact. Offers therapeutic sessions for those who needs it the most, if she is permitted, that is.

Medium: Boundless Knowledge

Inspired by: Wisdom of the Healer [Intelligence] Therapeutic Meditation

Fragrance: Floral and Musky - Roses, Orange Flowers, Jasmine

Fun Facts:

Precious's inspiration is the characters from Houseki no Kuni/Land of the Lustrous, meaning she's a walking crystal humanoid! She is a semi-immortal zircon!

"Working" with the Manus gave her too much pressure as she have to give pieces of her to them as a form of healing almost every hour. She almost broke herself because of it.

She was once a part of Queen Victoria's family, as the queen found her lying near the castle and took her in as her lady-in-waiting due to obedience and precious knowledge. That is how she got her name!

Aaaaand that's all folks! If you made it this far, you can ask questions about my OCs! (Please do I'll be super excited!!! X3)

#reverse: 1999 #reverse 1999 #r1999 #r1999 oc #long post #I FORGOT TO MENTION: PRECIOUS'S UDIMO IS A HAMSTER

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sporesdoingart · 9 months

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oops i did it again

gemcyt niki!!!!!!!

i did some research on pink emeralds and they a apparently don’t occur naturally or smth but also b are called morganite. soooooooo

anyways her weapon is a big ass axe. bc women with axe.

for her story:

niki was always smaller in form due to her cut, leading to a lot of disadvantages. after a few incidents involving involving a familiar zircon, she wanted nothing to do with Yellow’s court.

so, she went to Pink, who graciously gave her a high ranking position and control over a kindergarten and two fleets

she’s kind, but those who take it for granted will learn that she’s not made out of sugar.

she’s also gonna be a big player in a series of fics that i’m gonna be writing so look out for that.

as always, au is by @chrisrin!!

#mcyt #gemcyt #niki nihachu fanart #niki nihachu #my art

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eileen-crys · 3 months

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The Pendant

Written for @johnica-weeks 2024 ✨️

Once upon a time there was a young man called John, whose youth brought him far from home like many other boys his age. He was never really eager to travel alone, away from his dear mom and sister, but with a hopeful smile and a promise, he left.

WARNING: Mention/reference of past sexual violence, non descriptive

For Johnica Week 2024, prompts: Torn between options, Gemstone: Zircon zircon is a talisman of travelers. They count on it to lead to a shelter and show the right way. Plus, it is able to protect from injuries. Women used the gem to ease childbirth, drive away evil spirits, enhance health, get wisdom, and attract good luck."

I wanted to write a sort of fairytale circling around the gemstones and how it helps both travelers and pregnant women... so here it is! It's a bit long but I'm really happy of the result! 🥰💕 Please don't forget to comment and reblog if you liked it! This is my last fic for the event, sadly I couldn't write more 🤧

#rachelb's fics #rachelb's writing #johnicaweek2024 #johnica week 2024 #john deacon #queen #queen band #john deacon queen #johnica #veronica tetzlaff #john deacon fanfic #john deacon x Veronica Tetzlaff #john x veronica #johnica fic #john deacon x veronica deacon

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gem-in-the-horizon · 18 days

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ooooh for requests, have the ametrio/amethio really interacted with omen at all? if so, i'm really curious how their first meeting with her was! (inspired by the art you posted of amethio being Extremely Uncomfortable while standing next to her) so if you have any writing to share regarding that i'd love to see it

I don't have any writing with Omen yet! I've been feeling more compelled to *draw* with her instead of write, but I'll probably get around to some fics later

It might be fun to do a "first meeting / impression of Omen" with the other four admins and ZirCon, like how I did with Frankie. I would write an Amethio chapter in that, his would just be different! Though, the audience for that may be like two people lol

In the meantime, I do have some rambling about how Zir and Conia view her!

[obligatory cropped version of the chibis from that drawing - it's cute]

To start, Gibeon gave Omen her unkind nickname after she got severely injured. Throughout her life, she's had a lot of unpleasant things happen to her and the people she cares about, so it's a fitting if not mean-spirited nickname. How she feels about it is unclear

It's Gibeon that orders the rest of the Explorers to call her Omen as a way of airing his resentment towards her. Some of the Admins are aware that her real name is Oleander, but Amethio is the only one who refuses to call her Omen

Zir and Conia aren't aware of her former name, but they do pick up that Amethio doesn't call her Omen which strikes them as odd, they may start calling her Oleander later on when they start piecing things together

In the drawing where Amethio looks uncomfortable, that's because she's supervising one of his missions and he's nervous about how she feels. From Zir and Conia's perspective, they'd probably view Omen as someone Amethio is scared of

Until time goes on, and that explanation makes less and less sense, because if Amethio is scared of her, why is he the first one to make sure she's eaten?

Why doesn't he have any apprehension when he grabs her arm and tugs her into another room, not seeming to realize how childish it looks, like it's something he's done for a while?

When Spinel makes a snide comment, she doesn't bat an eye at having her Lycanroc ruthlessly take out his Umbreon. Viscous in a way that makes Conia's blood run cold

But when it's Amethio speaking out of line, it's like the thought of battling him to prove rank never occurs to her

And when Zir and Conia refuse to leave Amethio's side, going against her orders, the look she gives them is almost akin to respect. Nothing like the threats they thought they'd receive for disobedience.

The other Admins would likely attribute this treatment to Amethio being a "spoiled brat" but Zir and Conia can see there's more than meets the eye

That's a lot, but Omen is a pretty mysterious character ^^ if there are any questions about her, feel free to send them my way

#Pokemon Horizons #Oleander tag #Explorers: Omen #my ocs #askbox #pokemon horizons oc #omen's difficultly expressing her emotions after her TBI also does not help #she looks very stoic and uncaring all the time. it's off-putting to most people #and means that most of her first impressions are rather intimidating. it's hard to tell what she's thinking

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fates-theysband · 7 months

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the day you came, the sun ran out of light

idk what it is about this game that's making me pound out writing in a fevered haze but. another outer wilds self ship fic. here there be emotional conversations. maybe also some smooching. who's to say. also i think this is the first time i've had multiple of my s/is in one fic.

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It was inaccurate to say Dark Bramble was ever quiet. It had…significantly less sound than somewhere like, say Giant’s Deep, that was for certain, but it was never quiet. Feldspar was part of the reason, of course, since their harmonica was usually the loudest thing in earshot. But even when they weren’t playing, they could hear other things. The distant screeches of anglerfish fighting for territory, the crackling of the fire, and, sometimes, if they listened just closely enough, the distant sparking of their ship’s remains.

One thing they never expected to hear in their corner of Dark Bramble, though, was thrusters. Especially thrusters without the follow-up of an anglerfish immediately giving chase. It’d certainly happened to them enough times during the trip that stranded them here. They set their harmonica aside and squinted at the fog, searching for any sign that the ship was close to their camp…only for a BANG to resound from the back of the skeleton, followed by…voices?

“Stars above, are you trying to get us both killed!?”

“It was just the landing gear, I can bend it back into shape in three seconds!”

“We won’t have three seconds if every anglerfish in this…abomination against nature is after us!”

“The frequency–”

“Shut up about the frequency! You don’t think that landing was louder?”

“It’s not about how loud it is, it’s about how unpleasant it is, first of all. Second–”

Feldspar was loath to move out of range of the gravity crystal, but they couldn’t lie that they were intrigued. The arguing voices were unmistakably familiar, and as they crept to the very edge of their camp, they could see two figures in spacesuits, floating toward the camp from a ship wedged between the skeleton’s tailbones. They were about the same height and build as each other, although one of them wore a noticeably shabbier spacesuit–Feldspar recognized it as the training spacesuit from the zero-g cave. That thing was barely spaceworthy, it didn’t even have proper boosters on the jetpack, and they already admired anyone who’d be willing to fly all the way out to Dark Bramble wearing it.

The figure in the training suit was reading their companion the riot act as the two of them floated closer. “–and you just start banging on my door, rambling about how ‘there’s no time to explain, just put this on’ and drag me out in that deathtrap Slate calls a ship–and you know how much I hate that you even climbed into that hunk of junk–but you beg me to trust you, and I do because you’re my sibling and at least if I’m with you I know what you’re getting up to, and to reward my trust you bring me to Dark Bramble of all places, the entire time flying like an absolute maniac and only by some sort of completely insane luck not ending up down some anglerfish’s gullet!”

Oh, now that voice was a sound for sore ears. Feldspar could scarcely believe it–they almost didn’t until the other figure cut in with, “Zirc, you’re blowing it out of proportion.” Stars above, Tourmaline had gotten big. They’d barely been old enough to operate a signalscope last time Feldspar had seen them, and now they were blasting off all by themself. Well, almost by themself. Seems they’d brought Zircon along for the ride. Good. There was a lot of lost time to make up with everyone on Timber Hearth, of course, but Zircon…

The pair came within range of the gravity crystal, and Feldspar stepped back a bit so it wasn’t too obvious they’d been eavesdropping. Zircon seemed to be wrapping up their rant. “I just wish you’d be a little more careful; if not for your sake, then for mine. I know you’re not deliberately reckless, but when you get like this you’re worse than–” They stopped in their tracks, seeming to notice just who they and their younger sibling were standing in front of. “Feldspar?” They froze in their tracks, their tone shifting from frustration to a combination of relief and disbelief in just that one word, before turning back toward Tourmaline. “Why didn’t you..?”

Tourmaline shrugged. “Didn’t think you’d believe me. Thought maybe you’d accuse me of playing with your feelings or something. Also, I kinda wanted it to be a surprise. But yeah. Feldspar’s still kickin’ around.”

“Kickin’ more than that,” Feldspar interjected, walking backward toward the campfire and motioning for Zircon and Tourmaline to follow. “Pull up a marshmallow stick, you two, I’ll tell you the whole story.”

“Sorry, I can’t stick around that long,” Tourmaline quickly replied, turning to leave. “I, uh, heard something really weird on my ship’s signalscope while I was navigating here and I wanna go check it out. Zirc, you wanna hang out here while I investigate? I won’t be long.”

“Tourmaline, what are you–” Zircon turned to grab their sibling’s shoulder, but Tourmaline put up a hand to stop them.

“Trust me, you’re a lot safer in this guy’s jaws,” they motioned to the roof of the anglerfish skeleton’s mouth, “than anywhere else in Dark Bramble.”

“The hatchling’s right,” Feldspar added. “No beasties will bother us here…and I’d love to catch up with you.” They winked. It wasn’t visible through the helmet, of course, but judging from the way Zircon tensed up at that last part, the message came through loud and clear.

“Fine,” Zircon relented, arms dropping to their sides. “Just…don’t do anything that’ll get you killed, please? For me?”

“If getting here didn’t kill me, nothing else will,” Tourmaline reassured, before gently motioning their head toward the campfire. “Go take a load off. I’ll be back.” They dashed off before Zircon could respond, and Feldspar heard the sound of thrusters again, fading away this time.

“Still just as subtle as they were back then, huh?” Feldspar said, settling back down to where they’d been sitting before the ship arrived, patting the ground next to them and looking at Zircon expectantly. “Crazy that they’re all grown up now.”

Zircon didn’t move. They stood where Tourmaline left them, staring at Feldspar, as if frozen in place. It put Feldspar in mind of someone watching the Quantum Moon–as if Zircon thought that, if they moved or blinked or did anything to break their focus, they’d be left standing alone in an abandoned campsite. Finally, after what felt like forever, they spoke, their voice wavering. “Everyone thought you were dead.”

“What, me? Not a chance.”

“Nobody else in the village would ever admit that, of course. Hearthian optimism at its finest. They’d say you were missing, or that you never came back, or that you’d disappeared, or they’d just awkwardly trail off after they said your name. But I thought–I knew–that you were dead.”

Feldspar stood up, approaching their old friend. “Zircon…” they murmured, unsure how to react.

“I cried, you know? When Hornfels told me they’d lost your signal? And for so long after that. It was so long before I could be alone for even an hour without thinking about you and breaking down. And having everyone else pretend that there was a chance you’d come back, that someone would find you, that one day someone would turn on their signalscope and hear you again–it just felt like they were dragging it out longer. Like instead of just letting me pull off the bandage in one go, they were making me gradually peel it away, so I felt every single cell of my skin individually separating from the adhesive, and it was agonizing.” Their voice trembled even more. “There’s so much I want to say to you that I thought I’d never get to say, and now…” they trailed off.

“Guess that makes two of us,” Feldspar responded with an awkward chuckle, attempting to lighten the mood. “Come on,” they extended a hand, “come sit by the fire and you can–”

Zircon cut them off, gripping their shoulders, and Feldspar could feel their glare through the helmet. “Some part of me wants to throttle you for being so reckless again, just like you always are, you always worried me so sick doing all those stupid dangerous stunts…the few times I thought about you and didn’t cry I was fuming, I was so angry that you’d done the one thing I always hoped you wouldn’t do and gotten yourself killed on one of your daring adventures…ugh.” They softened their grip. “I’m sorry. I really didn’t want the first thing I did when I saw you again to be berating you. I know that whatever you did to end up here wasn’t something you did on purpose. You’re too reckless for your own good, but you aren’t foolish.”

Feldspar pulled them into a hug, unable to stop themself from smiling. “All these years and you’re still such a worrywart,” they said fondly. “Can’t imagine how you’d have reacted if I’d made it back home. You’d try to have me grounded, wouldn’t you? ‘Feldspar’s not fit to fly, they went to Dark Bramble willingly! Nobody in their right mind would do that!’”

“Nobody in their right mind would come here,” Zircon replied, returning the hug and squeezing even tighter. “But I’m glad I had that particular lapse in judgment. Sorry for dumping on you like that. I’m really happy you’re okay.”

“Stars above, I missed you,” Feldspar responded. “Glad you didn’t worry yourself to death over me before I could see you again.”

“I don’t like seeing you in danger,” Zircon protested. “I know it bothers you because you have this reputation as a thrill-seeking daredevil whose last words are going to be ‘watch this’, but I only get that way because I…”

“Because you what?” Feldspar teased, pulling away from the hug but holding onto Zircon’s arms, cocking their head to the side. “Because you love me?” There was a bit of hope behind the joke. Not much hope; their half-joking flirtations had never landed back then, at least not as anything more than jokes. Still, they hoped this one would make Zircon smile, if nothing else.

It didn’t work. Zircon clenched their fists so hard their hands shook, and if they hadn’t been crying before the sound of their voice told Feldspar they definitely were now. “Because I don’t want to lose you that way. Because I don’t want you to die pointlessly just for a stupid adrenaline rush. And you know what? Yeah. Because I love you. I’ve learned that it definitely hurt so much more to know you were dead and I could never tell you how I felt, so I’m going to tell you while I still have the chance. I love you. I’m in love with you. You don’t have to love me back, but now you know. Are you happy now?”

Oh. That…was not the response Feldspar had been expecting, and they didn’t know how to react. They let go of Zircon’s arms and stepped back. “…wow. I feel like a real jerk now. You never seemed like you were actually into me back home, I…thought that would make you laugh like all my other lines did. I’m real sorry. Let’s…let’s get closer to the fire, there’s more air over there. Don’t wanna get tears all over your visor.” They reached out their hand again, and this time Zircon took it.

Neither of them spoke until they were both settled next to each other by the fire, helmets off and resting on the log behind them. Despite the tension in the air mingling with the campfire smoke, Feldspar couldn’t deny that Zircon still looked just as good as they had years ago. They’d have commented on it, but…that probably wouldn’t go well right now. Zircon finally broke the silence, calmer this time. “That was another thing I was meaning to ask you. Your ‘lines’...did you really mean those?”

It would have been easy to just say “yes” or “of course I did” or “you’re the only one I ever joked with that way, so I guess either way I was trying to tell you I liked you” or anything along those lines. That was the safe option. But…well, Feldspar was an incorrigible risk-taker with a habit of acting first and then thinking about it later. So instead, they leaned over and kissed Zircon square on the lips. When they pulled away, they did so with a cockeyed grin and a “That answer your question?”

Zircon froze again, blinking as though they were registering what had just happened. Then, once they’d processed everything, they were gripping Feldspar’s scarf like a lifeline, kissing them back so hard the two of them almost fell completely over from how far they were leaning. It was long and intense, so consuming that it was hard to hear anything else–not the fire, not the anglerfish, not anything.

Especially not jetpack thrusters or footsteps. When Zircon finally released Feldspar (who would swear they hadn’t been that dizzy since their first zero-g training), the two of them were finally able to notice the flickering shadow cast over them both. Tourmaline was back, and seemed amused by what they’d just seen. “You owe me an apology for lying to me when I was little, Zirc. You are too sweet on Feldspar.”

Feldspar couldn’t help but laugh at that. “They’ve got you there,” they told Zircon, gazing at them with a woozy smile.

For the first time since they’d shown up, Zircon finally smiled, a huffed laugh escaping their lips. “Don’t push your luck.”

#c: 🎣#questionable writing tag #self ship #self shipping #selfship #self ship fic #alternate title: get SMÆNCHED idiot

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ts4ritsa · 2 years

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liviavanrouge · 4 months

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Fashion Queen

"Style icon, size zero"

Livia: *Carries scrolls, wearing a dark purple dress with silver trimming along it shaping flower patterns, pearls decorating the trimming following the pattern designs, a pearl choker around her neck with a fake white daisy in the middle, her hair in a half up half down bun style, dark purple low heeled shoes on her feet*

Lilia: Need help?

Livia: Yes, thanks Papa

Lilia: *Smiles and nods, helping her carry the scrolls*

"And my boots from the Valentino"

Livia: *Writes in her diary, wearing a peach colored dress, a white bow around her waist, facing the side, a ruby studding the middle of it, a white bow in her hair studded with pearls and a diamond in the middle, her hair in a flower bun style, peach low heeled shoes on her feet with a ruby at the front*

Sebek: My lady, shall we go out now?

Livia: Oh yes!

Sebek: *Nods, smiling*

Livia: *Places the sealing spell back on her book, then stands up* Let's go!

"I'm a self-made runway queen"

Livia: *Walks through the halls of school, wearing an ankle length off shoulder blue dress with ruffles around the shoulder part, the chest part decorated with fake dark blue roses studded with diamonds in the middle of each of them, her hair in a bow tie ponytail, blue low heeled shoes on her feet with fake blue roses studded with diamonds*

Kalim: *Waves, beaming* Hey Liv!

Azul: Nice outfit

Livia: Thank you lets go!

"And my dad is Lilia Vanrouge"

Livia: *Stays still as Lilia worked on her new measurements* Papa?

Lilia: *Chuckles* I can't tell you what dress I'm making you this time~

Livia: *Smiles slightly* Okay but so not fair

Lilia: *Shoos her away, chuckling* Very fair~ now go play!

Livia: Alright *waves, running off*

"Make it to the high-fashion"

Livia: *Walks into the Diasomnia common room, wearing a light-green dress with a yellow-green bow around her waist decorated with an emerald in the middle, a yellow-green caplet wrapped around her shoulders, a chain with a bat hanging from it keeping it from falling off, her half of her bangs brushed back being held by a light-green bow with a crocodile on the sides, light green low heeled shoes on her feet with crocodiles on the side*

Sebek: *Stares with wide eyes, his face turning red* L-Lady Livia...

Lilia: *Grins cheekily, pleased by Sebek's flustered state*

Sebek: *Smiles giddily, Livia taking his offered hand*

Lilia: Young Love~

"Fashion, fashion, a-a-a, fashion"

Livia: *Sits on a bench, wearing a black dress with a dark green bow on the chest part, a black diamond studded in the middle, thorn patterns stretching across the rest of her outfit, a dragon hair clip in her hair, emeralds studded in it for its eyes, her hair in a ponytail, black low heeled shoes with green flames decorating the sides*

Crowley: Young Vanrouge!

Livia: Headmaster?

Crowley: I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to RSA

Livia: *Beams, her eyes sparkling* Sure!

Crowley: *Smiles, looking pleased* I'm so very happy you agreed!

"My religion, my confession"

Livia: *Walks through the library, wearing a brown red dress with a brown bow around her waist trimmed with gold lining around the edges and the ribbons, brown zircon gems as bracelets around her wrists, her hair in a crown braid style, gold and brown red trimmings in it, brown red medium heeled shoes on her feet with brown zircons on the front*

Trey: Oh Pipsqueak!

Livia: Hi Big brother Trey!

Trey: *Laughs* Looking good today! Very cute..

Livia: Thank you!

"Fashion, fashion, a-a, confession"

Livia: *Leaves Diasomnia, wearing a black dress with magenta trimming decorating the skirt part, forming bats all along it, fake magenta roses decorating the chest part of her outfit, each studded with a bat carved jasper gem on the petal or in the middle, bat shaped diamond earrings hanging from her ears, magenta garnet gems studded in them as eyes, her hair in bubble braids half up half down pigtails, black shoes low heeled shoes on her feet with fake bats on the front with magetna garnet eyes*

Epel: Finally!

Yolan: Let's head to the port!

Ferny: Yeah!

Kuzo: Come on!

Livia: *Beams, following them*

@anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @writing-heiress

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