#Crier

[ittybittyluci]

How am I ever supposed to get over this man?

Hah, funny story, I’m not.

Have some Headcannons:

🍎 Luci takes a weekly/daily eccentric bubble bath with scented candles, a glass of rosé, dim lighting, the WORKS!

🍎 He mainly shows his love through Acts of Service and Gift Giving

🍎 But Physical Touch and Words of Affirmation are much more meaningful for him to receive.

🍎 Mainly Physical Touch. He’s hugger. After spending so long alone, he loves being reminded that someone is right there next to him.

🍎 He’s a crier. Most of the emotions that he feels are connected to his tear ducts. Joy, anger, fear, you name it. The only time it doesn’t happen is when he’s entered pure-demonic-rage-protective-daddy mode.

🍎 Now that he’s staying in the Hotel (probably), he will drop anything and everything the minute Charlie starts to talk, even if it’s not directly to him. She has his focus 100% of the time. He wants to make up for all the time he lost in his major depressive episode.

🍎 He’s actually kind of insecure about his duck obsession, and it takes him a little to open up about it with new people. However, once he does, and it’s well received, he never shuts up about them

🍎 Man has some seriously debilitating social anxiety. He can’t even go out for a nice meal without stressing out about having to order. And all the demons staring at him because he’s the King if Hell does not help

🍎 Of all his siblings (if they’re canon, and whatever they are to him in Hazbin if they are. I’m talking Micheal, Gabriel, etc) he was closest to Raphael. They were practically joined at the hip before his fall, and that was probably one of the toughest losses to cope with.

🍎 He has a very small appetite, and it gets worse the more his depression kicks in. Sometimes he’ll go a whole day with hardly any food because he just doesn’t have the energy to eat.

🍎 He refuses to take credit for any of Charlie’s traits other than physical. He insists that she gor most of who she is from her mom, and the rest she came up with herself (despite the fact that everyone is aware of how similar the father-daughter duo are)

🍎 If he fucks up with you, he will go to the ends of the earth to make it right again and it will be the cutest thing ever. Even if you were never that mad to begin with.

That’s all I can think of for now. Might be back with some more later as they pop up in my brain. My main point is Luci is a cutie pie and deserves the world. Protect him at all costs

#hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer #i love luci #lucifer hazbin hotel #headcanon #he’s so fine #and adorable #gift giver #crier #emotional little baby #protect him at all costs

[ruby-hux]

some of my favorite vocaloid songs

miku edition

#my art #fanart #miku hatsune #matryoshka #deep sea girl #crier #rolling girl #clockwork clown #karakuri pierrot #bad ∞ end ∞ night #tw blood

[adhd-mess]

You couldn’t depend on much in this world, but you could depend on this: love brought nothing but death. Where love existed, death would follow, a wolf trailing after a wounded deer. Scenting blood in the air.

crier's war by nina varela

#criers war #crierayla #crayla #ya lit #wlw lit #sapphic lit #iron heart #crier #ayla #nina varela #booklr #readblr #ya fiction #bookish #bookworm

[zoyaofthegardvn]

could we get a crier’s war proposal fic? I honestly loved the way you wrote both of them in your last CW fic and we def need more of them ^^

Marry me?

A/N: Awh yay! I love to see a request for Crayla, I love them so much and really enjoy writing for them. Thanks so much for the request and kind words, anon <3

CW: None that I can think of!

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Crier's hand shakes as she feels the small box in her dress pocket. She'd had the ring for months, had it made by a jeweler especially for Ayla. It's a band, as Crier assumed Ayla wouldn't want a ring with a stone that sticks out. She'd snag it on something, she'd break it while sparring, or she'd lose it. And besides, Crier figured that regardless of all of that, the band would fit Ayla's tastes more.

It's gold, complimenting Ayla's brown skin perfectly. Small rubies are lain within the band, wrapping around the entirety of it. On the inside of the band, Crier had the jeweler engrave 'A + C.' She wondered if that had been overkill, but she was cheesy, and she wanted this, this proposal, and hopefully, eventual wedding, to be as representative of their love as possible.

Crier jumps when the bedroom door opens, and she turns from her spot at her desk, near the window, to watch Ayla enter the room. She's glistening with sweat, her curly hair pulled into a bun. A few strands have fallen out, and are stuck to her forehead, her neck. Her cheeks are pink, and her pants are covered in mud stains. She's never looked more beautiful. Though, Crier realizes, she thinks that every time she looks at Ayla.

She smiles as she approaches Crier, one hand on her hip, the other fanning her face.

"Long day?" Crier asks, stomach fluttering at the sight of Ayla's easy grin.

She shrugs, and comes to stand right in front of her. "It was fun, hard work, but fun. So, not too bad," then she bends to plant a sweet kiss on Crier's mouth.

Crier kisses back, then playfully pushes her away with a hand on her chest. "You're all sweaty, Ayla," she whines, but she's smiling.

Ayla barks out a laugh, then in a flash, she's grabbing Crier, one hand scooping up her thigh and the other around her back. She lifts her, and Crier squeals in delight, playfully hitting Ayla's back and arms. Ayla laughs and laughs and laughs, rubbing her sweaty face into Crier's neck, peppering kisses wherever she can reach.

Finally, she sets her down, and they both have to catch their breath. Crier swats her arm, heaving between laughs, "I hate you! You're sick, Ayla!"

Ayla hums, rolling her eyes. "You love me, Crier, you love me," she singsongs, hand rested on her stomach from the cramp her laughter caused.

They both calm down enough for Crier to finally get started on her plan. "Are you too tired, my love? Or would you like to go on a date tonight?"

Ayla's eyes widen, her brows lift in excitement. "A date? How could I ever turn down a date?" she says, resting her hands on Crier's waist.

Crier smiles sweetly at her, "You don't have to say yes, I can tell you worked hard, you're probably tired. We can go on a date any night."

Ayla shoots her a look that says 'yeah, sure,' because when do they ever get a chance to have a date? Between Ayla's training, Crier's studies, and their shared courtly duties, rarely do they have the time to sneak off.

"Crier, darling, light of my life, be serious, please," and Crier rolls her eyes at Ayla's jest, though her heart flutters at the terms of endearment.

"Only if you're sure..." she trails off, and giggles when Ayla nods her head in excitement.

"Let me just bathe first," then Ayla's pecking Crier's cheek and sprinting to the bathroom, clearly eager to get date night started.

Crier grins, and Ayla winks at her before she closes the bathroom door. When she hears the sound of the bath water running, she turns to their shared closet, searching for the perfect dress, especially since Ayla had muddied and crumpled her current one.

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Once they're both ready, they head out, and shoo away the guard that attempts to accompany them. Ayla is in a tight pair of black trousers, with a deep burgundy silk tunic, and Crier in a lilac gown that hugs her form, then flows straight down from her waist. It's detailed with small flowers, the sleeves soft and delicate. Crier had picked it out weeks ago, and when Ayla whistled at her, made her do a spin, and gushed about how gorgeous she was, she couldn't even meet her eye, too shy and nervous.

Crier led them towards the garden, towards the cliff from their fateful first meeting, with a picnic basket in one hand and Ayla's in the other.

Ayla shot her a curious look when she saw where they were going, and Crier just shrugged. Yes, she'd nearly died here, but Ayla had saved her, like she has over and over again since they'd met, simply by loving her, being with her. It wasn't a place Crier associated with any negative feelings, not anymore.

They laid the blanket Ayla had toted out onto the ground, and Crier placed the basket down as Ayla eagerly began to rummage through.

Crier snorted. "Hungry, my love?"

"Ravenous, I haven't eaten since breakfast," she answers, pulling the wrapped sandwiches out, the fruits, the bottle of juice. Though Crier didn't need it, she'd likely snack on a few of the berries she'd packed, enjoying their taste. Mostly, everything was for Ayla. Always for Ayla, her health, her happiness.

Ayla moans around the first bite of her sandwich, her eyes fluttering back. "You're amazing, Crier," she says, like she'd preformed a miracle by placing some meats and lettuce and cheese between two slices of bread.

"I love you," Crier blurts out, unable to not say it a moment longer.

Ayla stops chewing, her eyebrows raising, and a slow smirk tugs at her lips. She finishes her bite and swallows. "Well, I love you too, very much," she says, and Crier nods, she smiles. She knows that, of course, and it's her favorite thing to hear, maybe right after Ayla's laugh.

They eat their meal, they talk about their days, they laugh, they steal kisses, they act sickeningly in love.

When they finish, there's a brief moment of silence. They take in the wind on their face, the sounds of the waves crashing and breaking against the rocks. The sun is warm on their skin, and Crier watches as Ayla tilts her face up, like a flower taking what it needs.

Feeling Crier's gaze on her face, Ayla slowly peels her eyes open, catching Crier's look of wonder before she's turning away, embarrassed she had been caught.

Ayla laughs and moves closer, grabbing Crier's face, kissing her. "What's gotten into you today, huh? You're acting like this is a first date," and though she's teasing, Crier can't help but worry she's ruining the moment.

Crier holds onto her wrists from where her hands are framing her face. "A-Ayla... I didn't... I didn't intend this to just be a date..." she says, biting her lip in anticipation.

Ayla quirks her eyebrow. "Oh? Please do enlighten me, little fox."

She gives a shaky, nervous nod. She stands up, grabs Ayla's hands, and pulls her up, too. She guides them toward the cliff, though not to the edge, as she'd learned that lesson once before. She turns to face her girlfriend, and hopefully, her new fiancee.

"Ayla..." she begins, but trails off.

"You don't have to be nervous around me, Crier, you know that," Ayla urges, looking her deep in the eyes.

"Do... do you remember when you saved me? Right here, you saved my life."

Ayla nods, curious as to where this is going. "Of course I do, how could I forget my lovely little damsel in distress?"

Crier rolls her eyes, playfully, and has to work to fight back her grin. "Yes, well, you're making this less romantic than I had intended."

Ayla laughs, she squeezes her hand. "Okay, okay, baby, I won't joke anymore."

Crier nods, and she tries again. "I.. I-I hope you know that isn't the only time you've saved my life.

Ayla says nothing, she just stares.

"Your love Ayla... I don't deserve it..."

Ayla shakes her head, furiously, cutting her off. "Don't say that, Crier, seriousl-"

Crier shushes her, turning to fully face her now. She puts her hands on Ayla's shoulders. "Let me finish, please?" she pouts, and tentatively, Ayla nods, though she hates when Crier self deprecates.

"Ayla... by all accounts, you should hate me." Again, Ayla shakes her head, but she says nothing. "And somehow, I got lucky enough that you fell in love with me anyway. Your love, Ayla, every day, it saves me. Makes me feel like the luckiest, happiest girl in the world. I'm thankful, so, so, grateful. And I love you, more than anything."

"I love you Crier, so much," and though she isn't typically one for tears, Crier can hear the wavering in her voice.

"I-I want to show you... how much I love you," and then she reaches into her pocket, and pulls the small ring box out.

Ayla's jaw falls open, one hand coming to cover her mouth. "Crier..." she starts, and then Crier backs up and drops to one knee, taking Ayla's hand in her own.

"Ayla, I love you. And you can say no, but I... I hope you'll say yes. I had always intended for us to spend forever together, but I'm asking if you'll spend it with me as wives? Will you, Ayla? Will you marry me?"

She opens the box, the ring on display. Ayla, too stunned for words, just nods her head furiously, and so Crier slides the ring onto her finger, her hands trembling. Tears brim and spill over Ayla's eyes, and before Crier can even stand back up, Ayla's dropping to the ground, throwing her arms around her.

Crier breathes a sigh of relief, nuzzling her face into the crook of Ayla's neck. She plants a kiss there, and mumbles, "I was scared you'd say no, that you'd think it was too soon... or too... serious. Too real."

Ayla huffs a laugh. "How could I ever say no, Crier? I'll marry you right here, right now, if you wanted me to."

It's Crier's turn to laugh. She pulls away from their embrace, frames Ayla's face in her hands, thumbs the tears away, and kisses her. It's soft and sweet, and each time they go to pull away, they can't help but kiss again.

Finally, Crier manages to say, "I do enjoy planning, you know. As ready as I am to marry you, I would like it to be an event."

Ayla nods, she smiles. "Anything you want, Crier. Anything."

Crier brushes her nose against Ayla's, their eyes fluttering back at the gentle gesture.

"I have everything that I want, right here, in my arms."

#crier's war au #crier x ayla #ayla x crier #criers war #crier's war #crayla fanfic #crayla #crayla imagine #iron heart #nina varela #lady crier #crier #ayla #sapphic fanfic #sapphic ships #sapphic books #sapphic fantasy #sapphic romance #young adult fantasy #ya fantasy #sapphic young adult books #romantasy

[bookloverturnedfangirl]

She’s not dead. Crier thought, and then, absurdly: I would have felt it.

- Iron Heart (Crier’s War #2) by Nina Varela

#lady crier #crier #ayla #crierayla #iron heart #crier x ayla #criers war #crier’s war #nina varela

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Book names + authors under the cut

Cas Leung/Swift Kent- The Abyss Surrounds Us/The Edge of Abyss by Emily Skrutskie

Leah Burke/Abby Suso- Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertelli

Crier/Ayla- Crier’s War by Nina Varela

Nicky Hemmick/Erik Klose- All For The Game by Nora Sakavic

#Cas Leung #Swift Kent #casswift #The Abyss Surrounds Us #The Edge of Abyss #Emily Skrutskie #Leah Burke #Abby Suso #Leah on the Offbeat #Becky Albertelli #Crier #Ayla #Crier’s War #Nina Varela #Nicky Hemmick #Erik Klose #All For The Game #aftg #tfc #Nora Sakavic #lgbt books #polls #queer book ship tournament

[bsatanas]

Some sketchs from the wlw books I’ve been reading in the past few months:

- A Dark and Hollow Star

- One Last Stop

- Crier’s War

- Engelsfors Trilogy

- The Abyss Surrounds us

#wlw books #a dark and hollow star #nausicaä kraken #arlo jarsdel #one last stop #august landry #jane su #crier's war #ayla #crier #lady crier #crier x ayla #engelsfors #engelfors trilogy #vanessa dahl #linnéa wallin #the abyss surrounds us #cassandra leung #swift kent #my art

[wiselovingduck]

Hello I made a Crier's War meme (◍•ᴗ•◍)

But there is huge spoiler, one that shows up past the middle of the book.

So I'll give y'all a few seconds to scroll immediately if you haven't gone past the middle of the (first) book.

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There's a spoiler babes scroll immediately now if you haven't finished it.

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I definitely see this happening (at some point).

#criers war #iron heart #crier #ayla #advisor storme #Queen Junn #Mad Queen of Varn is hot you guys #wlw books #they really said fuck the government #at least storme did but Iron Heart readers knowwww Crayla would do it if they had the chance #if it weren't for that fucking war horn-

[fallenight]

i miss these fruit baskets <3

#ayla #lady crier #crier x ayla #crierayla #iron heart #crier's war #wlw #crier #nina varela #sapphic

[getwreckedddd]

You keep comparing yourself to a book. That is not how I see you. If I want to learn about you, it’s not for...pleasure, or leisure, or the desired mastery of a subject. I am not trying to learn you like a language. I am trying, Ayla, to learn you like a person. Like people do, with the knowledge that I will never know everything. That it is impossible to know everything. Because you deserve to be known, in whatever capacity you wish. I am trying to become a person who deserves to know you.

Nina Varela, Iron Heart

#iron heart #ayla #crier's war 2 #lady crier #crier's war #crier x ayla #crier

[saveraedae]

The Crier UTAUloid cover/video is out now!

#the mark side #tms #mark reed #new video #youtube #utau #utauloid #crier #Youtube

[stickypiecolordiplomat]

Ayla: We're playing Scrabble. It's a nightmare

Benjy: Scrabble? Scrabble's great

Ayla: Not when you're playing with Crier. She puts words like "ephemeral" and I put "dog."

#crier's war #iron heart #sapphic books #queer books #nina varela #crier x ayla #ayla #crier #crayla #incorrect quotes #incorrect book quotes

[sapphic-book-tournament]

She Who Became The Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan-

In 1345, China lies under harsh Mongol rule. For the starving peasants of the Central Plains, greatness is something found only in stories. When the Zhu family’s eighth-born son, Zhu Chongba, is given a fate of greatness, everyone is mystified as to how it will come to pass. The fate of nothingness received by the family’s clever and capable second daughter, on the other hand, is only as expected.

When a bandit attack orphans the two children, though, it is Zhu Chongba who succumbs to despair and dies. Desperate to escape her own fated death, the girl uses her brother's identity to enter a monastery as a young male novice. There, propelled by her burning desire to survive, Zhu learns she is capable of doing whatever it takes, no matter how callous, to stay hidden from her fate.

After her sanctuary is destroyed for supporting the rebellion against Mongol rule, Zhu uses the chance to claim another future altogether: her brother's abandoned greatness.

Crier’s War by Nina Varela-

After the War of Kinds ravaged the kingdom of Rabu, the Automae, Designed to be the playthings of royals, took over the estates of their owners and bent the human race to their will.

Now, Ayla, a human servant rising the ranks at the House of the Sovereign, dreams of avenging the death of her family… by killing the Sovereign’s daughter, Lady Crier. Crier, who was Made to be beautiful, to be flawless. And to take over the work of her father.

Crier had been preparing to do just that—to inherit her father’s rule over the land. But that was before she was betrothed to Scyre Kinok, who seems to have a thousand secrets. That was before she discovered her father isn’t as benevolent as she thought. That was before she met Ayla.

Set in a richly-imagined fantasy world, Nina Varela’s debut novel is a sweepingly romantic tale of love, loss and revenge, that challenges what it really means to be human.

#sapphic book tournament #sapphic books #lesbian #lesbian books #sapphic #lgbt #lgbt books #lgbt characters #sapphic fiction #lesbian romance #ayla x crier #crier x ayla #criers war #crier’s war #crier #iron heart #she who became the sun #shelley parker chan #lesbian novels #lesbian characters #lesbian stories #sapphic fantasy #lady crier #nina varela #lesbian romance novels #lesbian fiction #sapphic romance #sapphic retellings #sapphic fairy tales #sapphic stories

[mrkapao]

"I was talking about how you never, ever stop fighting, no matter how much it hurts." - Nina Varela 'Crier's War'

#crier #crier's war #nina varela #fantasy #novels #books #quotes

[catfindr]

#petfinder #catfinder #cat #kitten #kitty #crier #pa #pennsylvania #mod note: me too buddy me too

[bookloverturnedfangirl]

Iron Heart Quote

Because it’s you. It’s you, the wash of starlight, the old paradox: if the Universe were static, I could stand anywhere in this world and I swear my line of sight would end on you. I swear I’d find you in the dark.

- Nina Varela (Iron Heart)

#iron heart #crier x ayla #lady crier #crier #ayla #criers war