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frecklystars · 1 year

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i think starscream would pick you every time. you were both abused. hes not going to do what she wants. he would hate her for how she treated you, honestly. in fact i think he misses making you feel special, but he understands why youre going through it. he misses and loves you more than life. he'll always choose you. hed see himself in you.

You sent me this last night when I was crying my eyes out, I hope you don't mind I wanted to keep it in my inbox a while longer because it soothed me so much. I have had the firm and genuine belief in my soul that Starscream would want to hurt me and betray me, for so many months now. Hearing someone else tell me that he wouldn't hurt me, he'd love me... it just means so much. I haven't heard people say that in almost 9 months. This is partially why I wanted to come back to tumblr, because I have only heard someone putting me down and making me feel horrible about myself for almost a year, I was hoping there'd still be some kind souls out there such as yourself who would try to tell me I'm still worthy of his love. I want to feel loved by him again so, so badly. I want to be worthy of him. I love him more than anything in the world and I miss self shipping. And I cannot tell you how much it means to me that you took the time out of your night (or day... timezones) to write this out and send it to me. Thank you.

That last part really resonated with me, that he'd see himself in me... I remember when I broke up with someone who heavily mistreated me about 4 years ago. I was such a mess. A year after the breakup, I met Starscream, and seeing him get abused on screen so blatantly, it made me think "oh my god, there I am". Seeing him angry for his abuse, it made me feel so fucking validated. It was my first and only time seeing a character who was abused actually get to express their anger. I gravitated toward that and he helped me heal from that experience, it's why I made my Saving Starlight AU. Now my anger for my abuser from 4 years ago, almost all of that anger has completely vanished, and I owe it to Starscream to holding my hand and guiding me through that pain. But now, I've been through this abuse all over again from someone who I really trusted, and... now I am so scared to go to Starscream for comfort, because I've been conditioned to believe that he wouldn't comfort me. My perception of my own comfort characters have been warped into ugly demonic nightmares of how much they want to hurt me. My own self ships feel like such a joke to me. Starscream would comfort me from this very thing, of all things he'd understand, it'd be this. and yet I can't bring myself to believe he would want to give me love and affection anymore, not when the person who betrayed me made me believe so wholeheartedly that I'm not worthy of it.

I really want to believe that he wouldn't hurt me just because someone else ordered him to. I never used to doubt his love for me, now i feel like that's the only thing I know how to do. I miss him so much and I know he's still in me somewhere, I know his love is still pure and unconditional for me, I just don't know how to feel it again. I don't know how to heal yet, everything hurts so bad so constantly. But it is very comforting to read your words, to know that he'd... understand how I'm feeling.

He was scared too. He was so scared in season 3 and the movie, he wasn't himself. He was... so unlike himself, to the point where I couldn't bear to watch it at all, I have always avoided s3 + the movie like the plague because seeing him in so much distress made me feel so sad. He was such a broken, fragile mess, just like me now. I'm not myself anymore either. I hate myself now, I never used to hate myself before. I feel so unworthy and like I can't be strong enough. Starscream felt this way too. For so long, I wanted to be there for him when he felt this way. Now I hope one day I can imagine him truly being here for me too. I really don't know what to do without him. It's so lonely and empty without him, I need him now more than ever. I just really hope and pray that when my ptsd feels less severe, when the triggers stop feeling as severe, my mind will make more room for joy and make more room for my TFP F/Os again.

#anonymous #asks #keepsake #anon you helped me so much last night. thank you so much #you were the only one who reached out. to my inbox like this at least #it was late on a sunday night at like 4am so i really didnt expect anyone to hear me #but you did and you took the time to type this and it brought me some comfort #i cant tell you how badly ive needed support for 9 months now ive been so alone #thank you for helping me feel heard and seen #i know its so silly because starscream is fictional #but i really really need him. i need my f/os. and being scared of them is such a horrible feeling #i want to overcome this and become stronger. for him!!! for my starlight #even if i lose everything else and if i can never love anyone else again #i just want starscream back

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thespianbooks · 4 years

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A Court of Nightmares and Starlight //Chapter 7//

(Chapter one) (Chapter two) (Chapter three) (Chapter four) (Chapter five) (Chapter six) (Chapter seven) (Chapter eight) (Chapter nine) (Chapter ten)

(tags: @thron3ofbooks, @df3ndyr, @courtofjurdan, @art-e-mis, @herondamnn , @the-third-me, @im-still-trying-here, @emikadreams, @paytin77, @mis-lil-red)

Two things were becoming increasingly apparent: the first being that Rhys wouldn’t be the only one to coddle me for the duration of my pregnancy, and the second being that my adverse symptoms wouldn’t be alleviating any time soon.

I had a full week of reprieve where I was beginning to gain back some of my energy, and I was able to fall into a new work routine with Rhys; one where he insisted we work together in my office so he wouldn’t have to leave my side, before the waves of nausea and extreme fatigue returned. My vivid and violent nightmares also reappeared with a vengeance, and there was a night I awoke with quite possibly the worst I have ever had and spent the rest of the night in the bathing room. The next day I couldn’t leave the bed or lift my head without being overcome with a terrible dizzying spell, and barely managed to hold down the broth Rhys tried feeding me.

It took hours of negotiation to convince him not to summon Madja after I insisted that this was all, unfortunately, part of early pregnancy I would have to endure for the time being. Seeing me in such a state left him feeling anxious for my health, and I knew the same was true for the rest of our family as well. When I had confined myself to our suite after my symptoms flared up, the Illyrian males would take turns poking their heads in the door to check on me before Rhys eventually shooed them away—trying his hardest not to snap at them. At one point, when Rhys had a meeting with a palace lord that he couldn’t reschedule and begrudgingly attended, Cassian was the one to hold my hair back and comfort me during a particularly brutal wave of nausea.

Even Mor and Amren wanted to ease my burdens; both going so far as to take over my paperwork duties. Their reasoning being that as my second and third in command, they could sort through “frivolous” desk work. Elain, aside from Rhys, fussed over me the most. She was up earlier than normal in the mornings, brewing plain broths and my prenatal herbal teas that Nuala and Cerridwen taught her to make in the kitchen. Throughout the day she delivered my meals to either my bedroom, which I couldn’t leave until the day before last, or my office—where I now worked exclusively from my loveseat. Once I had the energy to resume my work, Rhys rejoined me in my office; picking up on his own work he had abandoned in order to tend to me. There were times when even Nesta would join Elain on her frequent visits, sometimes just surveying me from the doorway. I didn’t mind her distance, however, and gratefully drank the anti-nausea teas she acquired for me from Madja’s clinic.

I sipped on it now as I lounged in my office with Rhys, both of us going over our annual reports as he ran a finger along my calves that I draped over his lap. Every few seconds I felt his glances over in my direction, checking my overall well-being and ready to nurse away any sudden ailment. After what seemed to be his hundredth glance, I finally set my stack of papers down.

“Rhys,” I warned.

“Yes, darling?” he asked innocently.

I rolled my eyes, “Will you stop? I’m fine. I actually feel a little better today,” I promised.

“That’s your second mug of that anti-nausea brew today, you’re not fine,” he said simply.

I sighed, settling back into the lounge pillows as I took another sip. “Just because I’m a little nauseous doesn’t mean I’m not alright,” I reasoned. “You don’t need to sit in here and babysit me.”

“I’m not babysitting you, I’m babysitting my son.” He said nonchalantly, a hand coming to sneak under my lightweight sweater in order to rest on my bare stomach.

“You can’t babysit a baby that hasn’t been born yet.” I deadpanned, only mildly annoyed.

“Are you trying to kick me out of your office, Feyre darling?” He teased.

“Maybe. This is my personal space, after all.”

“Ah, but you know what a fan I am of your personal space.”

I tried not to smile at his remark and set my mug and paperwork aside, relaxing again and inviting him to lay beside me—which he happily obliged to as he settled in beside me, placing his own work aside as his mighty wings curled over us easily. His hand resumed its position on my stomach, pushing my sweater up in order to admire the ghost of an outward curve that resembled more of a full belly than an actual baby bump.

I placed a hand on his cheek, but before I could say anything, he stiffened and growled darkly with his wings flared as we both heard a set of voices on the other side of my office door. Cassian had been about to knock on it when Nesta stopped him with a sharp slap on his hand.

“Don’t bother. She and that High Lord of yours have been in there since breakfast, she’s fine,” Nesta scolded.

“Ow! I just wanted to say hi,” Cassian complained.

“There’s no need. One insufferable Illyrian is enough for a pregnant female,” she retorted.

“You’re one to complain about insufferable Illyrians,” he taunted, and I could practically see the pompous grin on his face as Nesta shushed him fiercely.

I couldn’t hear her comeback as she presumably pushed him down the hall and away from my door. I returned my gaze back up to Rhys, who instantly started to relax as their voices drifted away.

“Mating bond chafing a bit, Rhys?” I teased, repeating the same words Cassian had taunted him with after we first mated.

He barked a laugh, despite being feral just seconds before. “I can’t help it, Feyre darling,” he admitted. “Just the thought of another male coming near you sets me off.”

I stroked the hard plane of his cheekbone with my thumb, “I know, but it wouldn’t hurt to release some of that aggression, like you’ve done before,” I suggested.

He shook his head, “I don’t want to be that kind of male; one who can’t control himself or his temper.”

I frowned, knowing who he was referring to and cupped both sides of his face, “You aren’t that kind of male Rhys. You never have been, and never will be. Working off some steam doesn’t mean you can’t control yourself,” I promised.

He further relaxed into my touch, his brow coming to rest against mine as he breathed in my new scent—the baby added the smell of jasmine to my normal lilac and pear that he previously described to me.

“I can’t bring myself to leave your side,” he said quietly. “Every second I’m away is agonizing. Not just in an intimate sense like before, but...I feel a sense of danger that grows stronger the longer I’m away.”

I kissed the tip of his nose, wrapping my arms around his neck loosely—silently reassuring him of my understanding. The mating bond was stretched tight for the both of us. Just as harrowing as it was for him every second we were apart, my own instincts left me completely and irrationally distraught. I made a mental note to mention it to Madja at our next appointment in a couple of days, but I chalked it up to our bond being hypersensitive thanks to the new life I was growing. That new life that also had every one of our friends and family doing their best to cater to my needs.

It was odd, but strangely comforting seeing their concern and their willingness to help. Apart from my sisters, I still worried that they only offered said help due to their sworn oaths to me as their High Lady and the child I was carrying.

“They’re not,” Rhys quietly interjected. I sighed, knowing my mental shields were left wide open again since I didn’t have the energy to build them back up. “They help and check on you because they genuinely care and worry about you, and the baby.”

I nodded, “You’re right. I guess I just know that even if they absolutely hated me, they still would.”

Rhys snorted, running a hand along my spine lightly as he contemplated. “I’m starting to worry, Feyre. I know Madja said to expect some nausea and fatigue, but your symptoms are well beyond that. I don’t know how much longer I can watch you suffer before I override your decision to call her,” he explained.

“I told you before, this is all a part of the process. If it makes you feel any better, we’ll bring it up to her at the next visit,” I reasoned.

He sighed deeply but reluctantly agreed, “We’ll wait until then, but if you try to underestimate any of your symptoms, I’ll be sure to set her straight. There must be something she can do.”

I giggled and nuzzled into him further, breathing in his salt-and-citrus scent as I closed my eyes, “Someone’s still being bossy,” I teased.

“Forgive me for not loving the sight of my pregnant mate hurling her guts up and having to take seven naps a day,” he retorted softly, still rubbing my back.

“But you said I’m cute when I’m sleeping,” I complained quietly, on the edge of unconsciousness.

“You’re even cuter when I’m assured that you and our son are healthy,” he said.

“You’re cute when you’re quiet and let me sleep,” I yawned.

A soft chuckle was his only response as he buried his nose in my hair, taking this opportunity to join me in a nap he rarely took. After a week of nightmares that left me restless at night, I knew he wasn’t getting any more sleep than I was. Any nap he took was just as well deserved as mine, and I relished in falling asleep to the sound of his even breaths.

“Your lingering fatigue and nausea are a bit concerning,” Madja began after her routine examination. I made good on my word and informed her of the extent of the symptoms I was experiencing. Despite feeling a little silly and worried that I would end up sounding like I was whining about the things she already warned me to expect, Rhys insisted we emphasize just how severely I was being impacted by them.

“In another two weeks, you’ll officially be in the second stage of your pregnancy—which is presumably when your early symptoms should be mitigating,” she continued. “That’s not to say they won’t, a lot can change in a couple of weeks, but most females tend to experience these symptoms until giving birth.”

I squeezed Rhys’s hand reassuringly, “See? I told you this is normal,” I said as I glanced up at him from my spot on our bed, and he helped me sit upright—noting my strain.

“Even the nightmares?” He asked with a frown.

The healer nodded, “Even the nightmares. I’m afraid pregnant females frequently experience more lively dreams—horrible as they may be.”

“I’m concerned with her stamina as well,” Rhys added. “She’s been practically bedridden this week.”

I sighed and reluctantly admitted, “I do get dizzy from regular activities now, like walking from one end of the estate to the other.”

Madja acquiesced, “That is common as well, and I assure you both that these are not signs of an unhealthy pregnancy, but rather a taxing one. You are both substantial high fae,” she said and motioned to Rhys and then to me respectfully, “As you are the most powerful High Lord in Prythian, and as you were resurrected with the combined abilities of all seven High Lords, your child will be a powerful high fae—perhaps more so than you both. It is likely that your developing youngling is draining your energy as your body attempts to keep up.”

“Is that dangerous?” I asked before Rhys had the chance to.

The healer shook her head, “No. In fact, this is a good sign. It means you are able to maintain a pregnancy this extraordinary. Odds are, as the youngling progresses into further stages of development, your body will continue to accommodate and you’ll begin to gain back some of your energy.”

I gulped, not exactly relieved. Rhys cleared his throat as he spoke up, his hand coming to rest on my back, “We don’t have anything to worry about then?”

“Not at all,” Madja reassured, touching my knee gently. “It will be a long journey, but you will carry to term and deliver a healthy baby. So long as you keep resting, eating well, and limit any stress on your physical and mental health I see no cause for concern. I will change some of the dosages in your prenatal and anti-nausea brews, so that you are able to stave off the queasiness better and hold down your meals. Hopefully, in the coming weeks, your desire to eat will increase.”

“Are there any other alarming symptoms we should be aware of? Any warning signs we need to look for?” Rhys asked.

“Of course, and I have created a list of normal and abnormal symptoms, some I’ve mentioned before and some yet to come as things progress,” the older female replied, handing my mate said list. “As of right now, I’m confident you and your youngling are both in top condition.”

I nodded, still a bit tense as I asked, “Should we be worried about our mating bond? Both of our instincts have been a little...intense.”

Madja chuckled, the skin at the corner of her eyes crinkling in amusement, “I did warn you the mating bond would heighten your instincts now with a little one to consider,” she said.

“It's normal then, to feel a sense of...panic, when we’re apart?” Rhys asked.

“And to feel overprotective, and desperate,” the healer said, as if she were reading my mates mind. “You two are soon going to be parents to a beautiful, strong, and healthy baby. Given this is your first child, and considering your positions of power, you are going to be anxious—rightfully so. I want you both to realize your anxieties are normal, so long as you don’t allow them to cause you to live in fear,” she explained, taking our hands and squeezing them warmly with her own small wrinkled ones.

Her short speech caused my eyes to burn and without warning I burst into tears, a sob tearing through my throat as Rhys instantly wrapped me in his arms to console me. “I’m guessing this reaction is normal as well?” He asked, albeit sympathetically as he rubbed my back soothingly.

A warm smile graced the healer’s wrinkled lips as she nodded, “Yes. Expect more changes in mood from your pregnant mate, my lord. If she wasn’t prone to tears before, happy or sad, she will be now.”

I sniffed as I composed myself, willing the tears to stop, “I’m just...grateful. You’ve assured us on every front, and eased our concerns, and I’m so grateful to you.” I said, sniffling a bit pathetically.

“That is what I’m here for, my lady. And for you as well, my lord.” She said to both of us.

Rhys nodded appreciatively, “Thank you.”

She bowed her head and began gathering her things as Rhys turned back to me, taking a step back to kneel in front of my spot on the bed. “You were right. This is all normal,” he said as his hands came to rest on either side of my thighs.

I nodded, wiping at my tears, “Just exhausting.”

We both nodded in earnest at Madja as she excused herself from the room; Rhys coming to sit beside me on the bed.

“Maybe it's time we hire an assistant, just to lighten your workload a little,” he suggested.

“I suggested an assistant for both of us, not just me.” I reminded him.

His returning grin was wicked as he shrugged casually, “I wouldn’t mind having an assistant.”

I sighed tiredly and moved my head to perch on his shoulder, a hand resting on the small curve of my stomach. It was barely noticeable through my wool sweater, further hidden by the leggings I wore around the estate, but since noticing the small swell in my abdomen, we both couldn’t resist caressing it.

“Having an assistant would give us more time together, especially when the baby comes,” I said.

Rhys’s hand came to cover mine, squeezing gently, but when I turned to smile at him, I was met with a furrowed brow as he stared at my stomach. “What’s wrong?” I asked hesitantly.

“So small and already giving his mother a hard time,” he said softly, and I could hear the concern laced behind his words.

“Well he is his father’s son,” I tried to joke in an attempt to ease back into our relief after Madja’s exam, but his frown remained.

“His power is going to surpass both of ours,” he said, a sense of alarm gathering behind those violet star-flecked eyes—the same I had experienced after the healer first confirmed my pregnancy.

“I once warned you what it meant to marry me, to carry my offspring. A life with a target on your back. I wasn’t worried so much about you because I knew how strong you were, especially once you came into your powers, but now—with our child…” his voice trailed off as I moved to straddle his hips, wrapping both my arms around him as my hands tangled in his hair. I brought his head to rest against my chest in an effort to calm him.

He sighed deeply, closing his eyes as he breathed in my scent, his own arms encircling my waist and relaxed as he kept his brow pressed between my breasts. “He’s going to be okay,” I whispered after a couple of minutes. “We have alliances with all but two courts now. Our world isn’t what it was before the war. Things have changed, even with the Mortal Lands,” I explained quietly as I stroked through his hair lightly.

I was glad that much was true. In the decade since the end of the war with Hybern, our alliances with the Summer, Winter, Day and Dawn Courts had solidified. As the years went by, we had been able to strengthen our relationships with Tarquin, Thesan and Kallias—more so with the latter since Viviane and I had developed a closer friendship. She was now the first High Lady of the Winter Court, just as much Kallias’s equal as I was Rhys’s, and we both held our heads high among the males surrounding us.

Once a year, we made a tradition of gathering all the High Lords—and Ladies, of Prythian as we had before the war began and met at the Dawn Court Palace. Lucien, Jurian and Vassa also attended those meetings; Vassa and Jurian representing and speaking on behalf of the Mortal Lands, with Vassa having taken over as the sole ruling Queen thanks to Jurian’s help at overthrowing the other traitorous queens. Collectively, we thought it best to let the human forces work together during that conflict—offering assistance if the humans needed it, but allowing them a chance at rallying their territory before we officially created a new alliance without the need for a wall.

At our new meetings, high fae and human finally together as one, we made it a point to keep each other in check—although no one had the urge to try and overthrow the other or expand their lands, but in recent years our main concerns were with the Autumn and Spring Court.

After his losses in the war, our alliance with Beron remained tentative, and it was Eris who appeared at our yearly meeting on behalf of the Autumn Court. Since he wasn’t a High Lord, however, and continued to have little sway on his father, the eldest son of the Autumn Court only attended to inform and assure us that Beron wasn’t making any advances on expanding into the Mortal Lands or staging any kind of uprising against the other courts. Still, with his cruel facade ever-present and his occasional visits to Keir in the Court of Nightmares, it was hard for the rest of us to completely trust him. Rhys, Mor and I made it a habit to pop into the Hewn City unannounced whenever Eris was there; making sure to send a clear message that we wouldn’t allow any secret negotiations to take place between the heir to the Autumn Court and the steward of our throne.

Tamlin was a separate issue. After reluctantly agreeing to allow Tarquin’s forces into his territory and reinforcing his borders, he was slowly able to rebuild his own army—some of his old sentries returning to serve him, appreciative of his assistance during the war and the attempts to bolster the Spring Court lands. The rest I wasn’t sure of, and the little I did know of had been gathered from what Lucien told us. It was no secret things were still, and would probably always be, strained with Tamlin and his court, and neither he nor any representative to speak on his behalf attended our meetings. At first, Rhys would occasionally visit on Tarquin’s behalf, checking on the warriors he supplied, but as the years went by and things seemingly improved, he stopped when Tamlin hadn’t bothered to greet him anymore.

However provisional things seemed to be with the Sprint and Autumn Courts, I knew our friends in the others would be happy to hear that we were expecting—especially Viviane and Kallias, who were also due to expect their first child in a couple of months. I made a mental note to contact Viviane and ask for advice on how she was coping with her pregnancy.

“Something isn’t sitting right with me,” Rhys finally admitted after a couple of minutes of silence passed between us.

I pulled back to meet his eyes, my hands coming to rest on his shoulders, “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

Just as he was about to speak, his shoulders tensed and his wings flared as a hard knock was heard on our door. It was Azriel’s voice that came from the other side as he said, “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I have news from the Illryian war camps.”

I climbed off of Rhys as we both moved to stand, Rhys answering the door before I could reach it. “Kallon?” He asked Azriel, who nodded grimly in return.

Rhys swore under his breath, “Get Cassian. We’ll meet in my office in two minutes,” he ordered the shadowsinger. Azriel nodded and left to do as he was instructed.

I frowned, “This is more than just Kallon spreading dissent, isn’t it? What if he’s planning something, an uprising of some sort?” I asked.

It was a possibility we hadn’t wanted to face, but after Azriel began to gather more and more intel on the camp lord’s resistance since their presence at the Blood Rite, it was now something we couldn’t ignore.

“It’s likely. The bastard has always hated us, and this is something he would try to pull after years of silence,” Rhys growled as he went to the desk we held in the corner of our room, searching for Az’s previous reports.

“He wanted us to think he wasn’t a problem,” I said as I went to help him look.

He grabbed my hand gently, “Let me handle this, please. Madja said you shouldn’t be under any stress,” he pleaded.

I stared back at him, my eyes hard, “I am High Lady of the Night Court, that includes the Illyrians as well. We handle this together.”

He chuckled humorlessly and only nodded in return without a second thought. He found the reports and we left together to meet Cassian and Azriel in his office. The two Illyrian warriors were in a fierce conversation as we walked in and Cassian immediately turned to face us as he growled,

“The bastard is planning a coup.”

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elencelebrindal · 4 years

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Gold Saints Power Ranked

So, according to the conversation I had with my friends, that started the previous post about Shaka, this is the result. I am trying to be realistic here, as much as Saint Seiya can allow me. So, no pot bullshit and no miraculous victory for the sake of the show.

Only five of them are properly ranked. All the other ones fall under the same category, sort of. Mostly anime based, but there’s a few canon information from the manga as well. I wanted to be as thorough as possible.

Under the cut so if you’re not interested you don’t need to scroll down like a madman. This is a really long post, and it contains all the stuff I’ve written over time plus the conclusions I’ve got from talking about this with my friends.

I will hopefully be back with the honest opinions maybe on Wednesday. It depends on what happens the day before.

#1 Virgo Shaka

“The man closest to god” If this alone doesn’t convince you that he’s the most powerful of the Gold Saints, remember what the premise of this character is. Eyes closed as to stockpile huge amounts of cosmo, almost a literal deity who has Buddha with him, feared by everyone at the Sanctuary, his “death” shocked every single Saint in a five mile radius. He used the Athena Exclamation to awaken the Eight Sense and travel to the Underworld, instead of... you know, just being annihilated from existence thanks to the power of the Big Bang.

He wasn’t the strongest Gold Saint in the past, being overpowered by Aiolos and the twins, but became the most powerful (especially in terms of cosmo) thanks to constant training and refining. Moreover, he has 13 years of training more that Aiolos, and possibly a good amount of training more than Saga (because come on, you really think he thought about becoming stronger during his tyranny?) and Kanon (was trapped in Cape Sounion for more that 5 minutes, I believe).

All of his techniques are terrifying. His illusions are straight-up dangerous, almost impossible to overcome, and he can get rid of a person’s five and/or six senses in the blink of an eye. Not even Saga, Camus and Shura, who knew him and were still as powerful as they were before dying, could escape from that.

#2 Saga & Kanon

Yes, they are more powerful than Aiolos. Why, you ask? Canonically, Saga is the strongest Gold Saint of his generation and the most powerful Saint to have ever served Athena. Kanon is basically the same. They’re not the actual strongest Saints just because it’s really illogical for them to be better than Shaka, and I’m not going 100% canon here, but somewhat 50/50 between canon and “realism”. And... Well, they’re been alive for longer. For the same exact reason, by the Hades Chapter, Kanon is way stronger than Saga, even though they’ve been on the same level until Saga’s death during the Sanctuary Arc. There’s no way I’ll believe that Kanon didn’t get stronger during the time Saga was dead. It’s unrealistic.

They both have incredible mind controlling power, a claim backed up by the Demon Emperor Fist (Saga successfully mind-controlled Aiolia with this, while Kanon did the same with both Lune and Rhadamanthys), and they're able to conjure extremely powerful illusions. They’re obviously not on Shaka’s level, because let’s not forget what happened to Saga during the Sactuary Arc: Shiryu, being blind at the time, easily defeated his illusions. And! Kanon was able to trick Saga when he came back as a Specter, even if he retaliated. The most dangerous technique they have clearly shows their true cosmo, and I’m not talking about the Galaxian Explosion. Sure, that’s capable of obliterating anything and anyone in its path, but it can be countered. No, I’m talking about their ability to send people in other dimensions. Saga’s Another Dimension and Kanon’s Golden Triangle (I think this is the English name, I might be wrong) are something to be afraid of. Not even the Thanos snap can compare to that. One second you’re chilling out in your dimension, the other you’re lost in nothingness for the rest of eternity.

But, in the past, Aiolos was stronger than them. They only got so far, in the present day, because Aiolos died, thus allowing them to surpass him.

Still on #2 Dohko

To whoever thinks Dohko is not one of the most powerful Gold Saints of this generation... what the hell are you doing!? Seriously, though. Dohko survived his generation’s Holy War, 100% not out of luck, and is by far the most experienced of them all. Not only that, his cosmo is clearly out of this world. This man, misopethamenos (I had to do a double take on that one) or not, spent two hundred years without using a single drop of his cosmo. And believe me, even if his heart slowed down, I doubt his cosmo would have simply stopped growing. It was still two hundred years. Do you want me to believe he just stayed there, idly watching, without gaining anything from that much time passing? Yeah, no.

Still don’t believe me? Saga himself, in the manga, said that he’s the strongest Saint. Not enough to overpower Shaka, obviously for the reasons stated above, but enough to retain his second place alongside the twins.

#3 Aiolos

Yes, your heard me right. Third place. Fair is fair. Aiolos was so powerful that Shion wanted him to be the next Pope. There is no denying that, and there is no denying that canonically he was stronger that Saga. But... you see the problem, right? Aiolos died in the past. Even if he was the strongest back then, he had no way of keeping his strength going. I still believe no one, aside from who already was as powerful as him, could be able to become stronger, so that’s the reason he gets third place.

By the time he came back in the Hades Chapter, I saw absolutely no reasons to believe it was still possible to describe him as the strongest of them all. Moreover, I saw no reasons to believe, would Aiolos be still alive, that he could claim the title of Pope as his own. Realistically speaking, by the end of the show, Aiolos is probably the one with the least experience (having died young this sentence sounds weird) and anyone would be a better choice than him. But we’re talking about cosmo, and his cosmo gets him the third place.

#4 Mu

Yep. Our beloved self-licensed blacksmith gets a spot among the most powerful Gold Saints of this generation. Why? First of all, his master was Shion. And if you have a good master, you are a good disciple. Second, he has the strongest psychic powers of his generation. Much like Shion, in fact. No one is better than him at psychokinesis, teleportation and telepathy, and this is backed up by the Sanctuary Arc. Remember the time Shaka asked for his help because he didn’t have enough power to teleport both himself and Ikki back to Athena’s Sanctuary? Because I do.

He might not be that memorable, in fact even one of my friends claimed he isn’t that good, but I beg to differ. Mu is experienced, he had Shion to help him become a Gold Saint, he can repair any Cloth thanks to his skill, and he’s dangerous. Even if the classic series doesn’t give us the impression Mu could be a real threat, the Hades Chapter fixes everything. The Crystal Wall? Impenetrable. The Starlight Extinction? Oh boy, what a treat. In fact, this technique in particular tells you how versatile Mu’s ability with psychic power is, since he’s able to use it both defensively (aka when he teleported Seiya away from the battle) and offensively (aka when he teleported Deathmask and Aphrodite with the objective to kill them).

Don’t tell me he can be underestimated. because he will kick your ass into outer space.

#5 is all of the other ones, in no particular order, because I believe they are mostly on the same level. Well, that... and they haven’t been described as “the strongest” in canon works.

Milo

Kind of obvious I would still start with him, but at this point you know who my favorite of this 12 idiots is. Milo’s power is a tricky one. At first it might not seem much, and I’ve been around people who described him as weak, but that’s inaccurate. First of all, I think many people forget how devastating Milo’s cosmo is, showed to us by the destruction of Andromeda Island, but this is not the point I’m making.

Rather, I want to focus your attention on the Scarlet Needle. Which, admittedly, is a scary technique, to the point of Milo not using it if the opponent surrenders. We know that Gold Saints are not spotless heroes. They kill without thinking twice about it, they’re brutal, they never abandon a fight until someone dies. Taking this into account, the sheer fact that Milo refuses to use the Scarlet Needle on someone who surrenders is enough to make you think about it. It is stated time and time again what the Scarlet Needle is and what it does. One single hit can make the victim suffer tremendous amounts of pain, even if it doesn’t kill. If we say that this technique mimics the way a scorpion’s poison works, it’s even worse because of the effect it could have on the body. Canonically, the Scarlet Needle causes potentially lethal blood loss on top of agonizing pain, and (but I’m not sure about this) could get rid of the five senses. Moreover, the victim can easily go crazy due to the amount of pain, and I’ve always believed a realistic effect would be an early body paralysis. He uses a technique called Restriction, after all.

Sure, if he doesn’t use Antares, if the victim doesn’t die of blood loss or succumbs to the pain, this technique can be survived. But I don’t think anyone less than a Gold Saint, a Marina General or a Judge could actually survive without Milo’s help. After all, we do see Milo stopping the course of his technique with both Hyoga and Kanon. The reason why I don’t believe he’s stronger than the average Gold Saint of this generation (don’t forget that all of them are god-tier warriors in any case) is the random chance this technique bears. One hit cannot kill a strong opponent, and even if his entire fighting style is based on quick actions there’s no way for him to predict if every single needle will hit, and there’s no way for him to know if someone he hit with Antares would 100% die. In most cases the victim dies, but they have a slight chance of surviving.

Camus

Let’s immediately address the elephant in the room. Camus cannot reach the Absolute Zero. Now, while in my non-canonic works I go the realistic way and make him master this temperature, I will be keeping my logic ass down. The only thing that makes Camus different from the other Gold Saints is the fact that he uses his cosmo to stop the atoms, instead of manipulating them in other ways. In one word, cold. There’s nothing else special about him, and I will not be biased by the fact that I love this character. He is a cold person, he can appear insensitive and strict, but nothing about him tells me he is more powerful than the average Gold. He’s just different, not stronger.

Obviously, I recognize how dangerous his Freezing Coffin is. If you get trapped in there, it’s over. It might not be deadly (even if it should definitely be, given a normal person is going to suffocate inside a solid block of ice), but it’s something to be afraid of. However, it has some important weaknesses. One, it’s almost useless against moving targets. It takes too long to create, so encapsulating a person that’s moving around is not happening. Two, anyone who is able to create a lower temperature while being inside it can get out. On a more realistic level, I believe the Freezing Coffin could be an almost instantaneous technique. Camus’ cosmo is definitely able to summon enough cold energy to create one without needing too much time (think about the Freezing Coffin in Saint Seiya Awakening), but! since he’s not actually able to be that fast... you see where I’m going with this.

Aphrodite

He has the same problem that made me put Milo in the average Gold Saints. I know that he’s dangerous, that his roses are not something to underestimate, but there’s a huge problem with random chance here. He is said to be one of the strongest among the Saints, and people are terrified of him because of his fighting abilities and personality, but I don’t think he makes the cut to be on top simply because of the fact he mostly relies on items to channel his cosmo. Roses and vines can be effective up to a certain point, cosmo or not. Even his most powerful technique, the Bloody Rose, can be stopped much more easily than a blow fired with raw cosmo (that is a weird sentence and I know). It can be destroyed before it hits, and a person can successfully shield themselves. I know a Bloody Rose is powerful enough to pierce a Gold Cloth, but it can be stopped. In the end, the effective power of the rose lies in Aphrodite’s ability to use it, but if his opponent knows him or uses a good defensive technique... well, it won’t work. The vines are similar. Sure, they’re imbued with cosmo, but someone could be able to counteract them, and then what?

Now, if Aphrodite had one particular technique, one that we’ve seen another Pisces Saint use... things would have been different. I would have believed with no question asked that he deserves to be above average. What technique am I talking about? Crimson Thorn. Albafica’s unique attack, that he can use thanks (ironically) to his poisonous blood. That technique doesn’t rely on external items. It doesn’t require roses, or vines, or anything else. Just the blood of the Saint. It’s dangerous because it’s almost impossible to counteract, I believe it to be extremely difficult to be aware of if you’re the opponent, and it’s lethal. That’s pure poison shot straight into your body, with no other media used to inject it. Unfortunately for Aphrodite (or luckily?) he cannot use it, so the random chance of his attacks is very much still there, hindering my ability to put him at the top.

Deathmask

Right off the bad, I deeply respect his psychic abilities. Being able to reach all the way to China with his cosmo is not an easy feat. This is similar to what Camus did to sink the ship even more, but ten times more powerful, since he actually took control of Shunrei’s body to make it levitate and fall. But is this enough to win him the top spot? Nope.

Of course, I’m not saying he’s not powerful. Deathmask is able to snatch the soul off of his opponent body and send it straight to the Yomotsu Hirasaka. That alone is scary. Imagine if there is a man, out there, capable of pointing his finger at you and BOOM you’re not in the realm of living anymore. Your body id still out there, but your soul is trapped with the souls of the dead, ready to die as well. The thing is... there’s nothing else about him. Sure, he can use his cosmo to travel between the two places, but we don’t know how powerful he really is. With us knowing just one technique, and with him not getting that much attention, I have no reasons to say he deserves to be on top. I have no evidence of him being more powerful than the average. There is a reason I liked Manigoldo more than him, after all.

Aldebaran

Ok. Aldebaran is a problem I didn’t account for when writing this. Technically, he is the strongest of them all. Physically, at least. He might not have that tremendous cosmo of his fellows in the top 5, but he is the most powerful in terms of physical strength. Because of this, I was conflicted about whether to put him, if above average or among average. In the end, I decided for the latter. Sure, Aldebaran is an amazing fighter, and could have easily defeated the Bronze Saints at his temple (as stated by Mu, he didn’t fight to his full potential), but physical strength is not the most important characteristic in a Saint. At least, not in a Gold Saint. There’s a lot of enemies in the Saint Seiya world that are not going to be defeated by using physical strength. And even though I fully believe the physical strength of a Saint can overpower another person’s cosmo, I don’t think that mainly relying on it it’s a successful strategy.

Of course, betting everything on your cosmo is useless as well, and the Hades’ barrier is a perfect example of that, but there is a threshold you can cross with your cosmo (i.e. someone with a divine or almost divine cosmo would not have a single problem against this kind of defenses, realistically). With physical strength... eh, there’s a limit. Spiritual power can be enhanced infinitely, I don’t see anything preventing you from doing that other than your own mind, but physical strength is different. I don’t care how powerful you cosmo is, how divine your blood is. Your body has limits than cannot be crossed, even supernaturally speaking. You can refine your cosmo to the point of being able to break a planet in half, but there’s no way I’ll believe something like that is possible with physical strength, and that’s why Aldebaran is not above average. It’s amazing that he’s so different from anyone else, but relying on something that is, no doubt, limited... eh, it makes him less powerful.

Aiolia

I can already fell you people coming for me for putting Aiolia among the average Saints. But honestly... can you blame me? I am aware of the “reincarnation of Achilles” thing, don’t worry. And I don’t deny in any way that he’s powerful and that he is undoubtedly a skilled fighter. But he doesn’t stand out that much. I asked some people to give me an opinion of him, and the majority of them said that Aiolia has to be really powerful since his master was Aiolos (like the thing between Mu and Shion), but I have my doubts. First, Aiolia only trained with his brother for a short time. Second, even though Aiolos was his master, I don’t think it’s accurate to use this as an assumption for Aiolia being more than average. This situation was not a “master chooses his disciple” thing, but a “helping a little brother out” thing.

Now, on a fighting skills level I think he is above average. There’s no way people started talking about him as Achilles, otherwise. He has a fiery personality, I respect that. Though, his cosmo is not that out of the ordinary. Sure, he has a shit ton of techniques, much like his brother, but I have no evidence supporting the fact that he could be more that what we see. I love that he has an healing cosmo, I cannot stress this out enough, and I love that people just tremble in fear because of his presence. But in terms of training he did nothing special, if anything all the gossip about him made it even more difficult to develop a cosmo similar to his brother’s. Like I said, I’m looking at the more logical path here, and it makes sense that his past would have taken away something from him.

BUT I am absolutely not forgetting what Episode G told me. He can generate electricity with is cosmo, something that could kill gods. Now that’s something that would put him above average, for sure, if you don’t take everything else into account.

Shura

He was difficult for me to analyze in terms of power, because it’s never actually him fighting with his raw cosmo, but it’s Excalibur. The sword resides in his arms and legs, so technically you could still say it’s him, but I though about it and concluded that yes, he is the one doing the fight, but without channeling his cosmo through Excalibur I don’t think he’d be that scary. This doesn’t make Shura less than any other Saints, let me be clear. He is the Capricorn Saint, and the Capricorn Saint always had Excalibur to begin with. His capabilities are measured by looking at how skilled he is with Excalibur, not with his raw cosmo. The reason why it was difficult for me to understand where to actually put him is the fact that Excalibur alone is a terrifying weapon (I know I keep using that word, but I’m honestly stressed out and my vocabulary is lost somewhere in my stress-free life).

As far as we know, every Capricorn Saint has a different level of skill and power regarding Excalibur. Capricorn Izo, for example, as Hyoga said had a stronger Excalibur than Shura. Capricorn El Cid, on the other hand, successfully used Excalibur to kill a minor god, even if aided by Sisyphus. Shura as well knows the art of this sacred sword by heart, and in Episode G he reached the power of the gods, but this thing is never highlighted enough for me to actually be able to give him a spot among the above average Gold Saints. The majority of the things we know about him don’t spend particular amounts of time praising his power, and from what I can see I don’t want to gift him a spot he probably doesn’t deserve. Even if I love him.

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misssunflowersandsangria · 4 years

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The Arrangement

Chapter 7: The Meaning

Hello, my loves! Thank you for stopping by! I hope that you are all doing well. Fair warning, this is some serious fluffy stuff but honestly, I think that’s what we need right now. Enjoy!

Summary: It was time to be honest.

Flashback

“Princess Temari! You can’t keep running away from your lessons like this. Your father is going to become upset.” Temari just rolled her eyes, annoyed at her instructor. She needed to find a better hiding place.

“Why can’t I go practice my jutsu with Kankuro? I don’t want him to get better than me.”

“You will train only after your lessons are done.”

“I don’t care about these lessons. I don’t want to get married anyways. I just want to become a legendary Sand Kunoichi and help my brothers and village.”

The woman sighed and placed an affectionate hand on her head. “Oh princess, do you not see the power that you hold?” Temari just stared up at her silent.

“These rituals are important for the safety of the village, for the land of Wind.”

“Why is that?”

“It allows the people to know him. The person that you choose to marry will have the power to either sow the seeds of peace or ones of war. He will either use his influence to build Suna or bury it. Princess these lessons and rituals are so that you may teach him not only to love you but the land that you hail from. It is important that you choose someone that will love and protect Suna in the same way that he will love and protect you.”

Temari sighed, she understood, she really did, but she still didn’t think it was possible. She may be a princess but she didn’t look or act like one. There was no way that anyone could actually fall in love with her, someone that would be strong and smart. That would still respect her for who she was and wanted to become. That could care for the Sand in the way that she did. Ultimately the Council would still probably decide who she would have to marry. Someone that would benefit the village the most. It wasn’t about her and what she wanted.

“Won’t the council just pick someone for me anyway?”

Her instructor just smiled at her with a look that only came from having a lifetime of experiences. “That’s what they will think, but you Princess are the jewel of Suna. You are as powerful as the wind you command. And no one can tell the wind what to do. If and when that day comes I know that you will make the best decision for yourself and the village. You will choose your Prince.”

Temari knew that she needed to do this for the people. Despite what she said her own feelings didn’t matter. She’d always do what was best for her village.

“Fine, I’ll stop running away.”

End Flashback

After the guests had gone home happy, full and drunk Shikamaru snuck off to a cliff face that overlooked the village. Suna was so different from Konoha and yet Shikamaru knew that part of his heart was here in the desert. He could understand why she loved it so. Suna had been through so much over the years but they’d overcome each obstacle and tragedy growing stronger each time. Since Temari had come into his life she’d tell him stories of her home. Her need to foster its growth and protect it was clear. Through all the trips there, the people he met and the land he learned about he found the desert to be like a second home. He found himself falling in love with the Sand as he fell in love with it’s Princess. Like Konoha, he would fight and defend it.

He heard her approach and while she might dazzle in the sunlight under the moonlight she was radiant. How had he never realized this, what she meant to him? If this whole fake relationship hadn’t come about would they have ever accepted their feelings? Perhaps he would have eventually but it would have been too late. Then his nightmare would have become realized. They both knew that all they had was this moment, right now.

Temari fell into his arms and any premise of denying their feelings was lost. She was done running away from this. She’d actually, against all odds, found her prince. She tucked her head into his neck placing a kiss where it pulsed. Now that she’d accepted how she felt those emotions were overwhelming her.

“Did you always know?” The unspoken words ‘that I loved you’ left on his tongue. She’d always been the perceptive one.

“I’m sure, on some level I did. I guess I just assumed us together would not be possible. You were born to be my enemy, that’s who we were always meant to be to each other. We were so many miles apart and yet our lives kept intertwining. There’s very little about us together that is easy. Perhaps more important than anything is that you were just meant for me.”

Her thumb went to rub his cheek those soft eyes she loved so much meeting hers. The gold flecks in them reminding her of sand, of home. By choosing him she was trusting that he would not only care for her and her heart but also for her home and the people that she loved. Perhaps that was why she had always been hesitant in relationships. Her heart could be broken, but she’d never let anyone hurt Suna. She’d found the best person for her and her village.

He placed a warm hand over hers drawing her lips towards his. He kissed her and it was unlike the chaste ones they’d shared all night. This one left her breathless, her hands clutching onto him to keep her from floating. He was warm, so incredibly comforting and safe. She’d be happy to kiss him for the rest of their lives. It could have only ever been him.

Shikamaru took her hands in his, eyes hopeful.

“Princess Temari of Sunagakure, I came from Konoha to earn your love. My mother sees you as her daughter, my clan has accepted you as one of their own. My friends are yours. I have no more gifts to give you or an elaborate display. All I have left to offer you is my heart and I hope that it is enough. Although, it has always been yours. I don’t need the Council to approve, I just ask that you may accept me for who I am. A simple man that loves you.”

The declaration left her speechless. Temari’s eyes filled with tears, while feelings of relief fell over her.

“I love you too Shikamaru…”

He gripped onto her tightly pressing kisses against her. She loved him, she chose him over anyone else and for the rest of his life, he’d prove that she was right to pick him.

“I’d always known that I'd have to go through these rituals, to find a suitor, The idea terrified me. I imagined that I would have been killed first honestly. I thought through a million different scenarios, what he might look like, how we would have lived. I could have never imagined you.”

Her fingers gently brushed through his hair trying to swallow the emotion in her voice. “You frustrate me, you make me smile. Some days I can’t stand you but most days I can’t imagine life without you. I’ve loved you at your worst and you’ve loved me at my best. You’ve always had my love and I will continue to love you for the rest of our lives.

She caught the teardrops before they could fall from his eyes. “Don’t get emotional on me Crybaby.” She smirked her own tears lining her eyes. He just chuckled, kissing the crown of her head.

“I love you Temari. I have so many cracks in my heart but you held it together, you kept me together. Thank you, Princess, for being my best friend, my rival, my equal and my happily ever after.”

They laid there under the starlight a warm desert night a princess and her prince.

Temari felt herself gasping for breath, Shikamaru’s kisses were relentless and every part he touched made it feel like she was glowing. He was supposed to walk her back to her room instead it had turned into a heated make-out session that left her wanting more.

“Shika…” She breathed.

Each time he tried to take a step back to leave she’d pull him right back. After denying this for so long she would be damned if she didn’t appreciate that she had him now.

“Tem…” He kissed her before continuing “I need to go.” She just grinned up at him.

“Nothing is making you stay here.” She replied, biting her lower lip. His lips immediately replaced her own.

“You are, it’s you.” He groaned his hands grabbing her waist. His lips traced along her throat becoming drunk off her scent.

“You don’t really want to go do you?” She teased her hands finding their way under his shirt to trace over his warm muscles. She couldn’t help but love the shudder she felt run through him. For years she tried to deny her attraction towards him. Now she could admit and enjoy just how attractive her genius nin was.

“Of course not, but your brothers and my mother will skin me alive if I stay.” She pouted but nodded. She wouldn’t want that now.

“Fine.” She took a step back, but before she could retreat into her room his body pressed hers against the door, heavy kisses paralyzing her in place. Gathering her wits she wrapped her arms around him pulling him as close as he could possibly be.

“I love you Tem. We have a lifetime together, we can say goodnight just for now.”

She nodded, stealing a few more kisses to keep her sated till the morning. Oh, how she loved him.

“Good night Shikamaru.”

He cupped her face in his warm hand, his thumb rubbing over her kiss swollen lips. The memory of his sweet and gorgeous Temari kissing him would keep the nightmares away. “Good night my Princess.”

She watched him disappear down the hallway before retiring to her room to collapse in bed. She was light, euphoric and free.

So this was love.

The Arrangement:

Chapter 1: The Set-Up

Chapter 2: The Proposition

Chapter 3: The Participants

Chapter 4: The Declaration

Chapter 5: The Fear

Chapter 6: The Performance

Chapter 7: The Meaning

If anyone read this earlier I added the last little bit. I may end up writing a side story just for the smutty stuff :D We have just about 2 possibly 3 more chapters then this baby will be done. Thank you for hanging out with me during this quarantine. Please take care of yourself and others! Love you and sending positivity and healing to all of you!

#shikatema #shikatem #princesstemari #fanfic #fake dating #fluff #shikamaru x temari

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polandspringz · 5 years

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RWBY OC- Eclipse Amaterasu

I’ve written all this in one big document, but I’ll share all the info & scenes I have developed for Eclipse under the read more link! If you want to know why I named certain characters things or how I plan on combining all the myths, shoot me an ask!

Aliases:

Solar Panel (Euca)

Flashlight (Clover)

Chang’e (Yu Tu)

Moonie (Ringmaster/Tsukuyomi)

Family:

Cano (Mother)

Susano’o (Father)

Bram (Adoptive Father)

Main Theme:

Gold by Casey Lee Williams

Weapon:

The Imperial Regalia (Modeled after a Kyoketsu Shoge)

Semblance: Lunar/Solar Eclipse

Lunar: Can only be triggered at night, when the sky goes completely pitch black. When activated, Eclipse’s body becomes the moon. Her skin and hair turn ghostly white and begin to glow and shed “moonlight/starlight”, but she doesn’t absorb the energy from the moon. She becomes blindingly bright, which allows her more evasion and stealth as her enemies cannot see when she is glowing.Her teammates are only spared of her glow if she touches their eyelids, as the moonlight will make their eyes glow too and help them adjust to her brightness. Anything she touches is smeared like a paintbrush in an white shimmer.

Solar: Can only be triggered once Eclipse’s heart becomes “shadowed/clouded over” and can occur at anytime. It is her more powerful attack, and occurs very rarely, as Eclipse’s heart has to be moved to such fear, desperation, and panic to become “dark”. Her body turns to a black (similar to Ilia and appearing like an actual solar eclipse) and her hair and skin glow with red/orange/white (like a corona and prominences). She is permanently blinding in this state and extremely dangerous to touch.

Eclipse does not know about her solar side, as she uses it for the first and only time after much time in CELE. Both sides are technically solar eclipses, as they are the only type of eclipse that is harmful on the eyes, but Eclipse refers to her semblance as lunar since she doesn’t know. The solar eclipse was first activated when CELE were overwhelmed and almost completely killed by Grimm. It drains her entire aura and body, and will cause her to faint.

Background:

Eclipse’s semblance was discovered very early on, and her father, Susano’o, surprised that it was not the one that had been passed down through his family thought that she was not his. He killed his wife, Cano, because he thought she had deceived him, and was going to just throw Eclipse away, but then decided to make use of her. A circus was passing through Mistral at the time, and upon talking with the Ringmaster, Tsukuyomi, they managed to negotiate a contract so that any wages she made were sent back home. Although Eclipse was trained in dance and acrobatics, she was never trained in how to properly control her semblance. She simply thought that it came from the Moon, as her mother had said something about it when it appeared. From dusk to dawn, Eclipse’s body would emit a weak, but pretty glow without stop, and the staff decided to try and beat her skin to see if it would make the glow stronger or prettier. The stares she received from audience members or while in town advertising made her hate herself and her semblance, but one day her light increased tremendously during a show, and it stunned everyone long enough that she was able to escape. She made it to Argus where she was discovered by a Bat Faunus named Bram, an older man who let her live with him until she went to Sanctum Academy and eventually arrived at Beacon.

Personality:

Eclipse seems very airheaded and unskilled when it comes to combat, but it is due to her shyness and anxiety. As a future huntress, she wants to do well and be valued by her team because she fears that if she does badly they will cast her aside/sell her off like her family did. She is stubborn about looking nice because it was the one comfort she was allowed to have during her circus life, and she thinks if she looks pretty, people will like her more. Her time in Argus has also warped her a bit, as the man who took care of her spoiled her, so she wants to look especially cute with her combat gear if she is able to. She doesn’t like locked doors and is a fast walker, as she doesn’t like feeling left behind. She fights better when using her semblance because people can’t see her so they can’t judge her for how she fought or killed the beast, and she doesn’t want people to see her Lunar form for long in case they start pointing again. Once she becomes comfortable with her team, she begins to ask they go on night missions so she can fight full out, and eventually opens up to letting them see her Lunar form.

Possible Plot Points: (Most of these are based on songs from RWBY or Tangled)

On their first mission/training exercise, Eclipse keeps messing up and struggling to hold her own in the fight, to the annoyance of her team. As night falls, the fight gets harder and harder, and the team tells Eclipse to stay out of the way, but they all go down. Eclipse feels the power of her semblance at her fingertips now that the sky has gone dark, and she grows confident and defends the team, defeating the Grimm. She feels like she proved herself to the team but then Euca calls her a “solar panel” and she reverts to flustered and shy.

The circus comes to Vale and all of the students are going. Eclipse, not wanting the team to think she’s even more deadweight, decides to hide her connections with them, but this results in her being forced to tagalong to one of their shows. While in the audience, the Ringmaster (Tsukiyomi) and other performers recognize her and she gets followed back to the school, where someone kidnaps her in her sleep. She wakes up trapped inside a circus wagon on the outskirts of town, and she spends three days locked up because she is too terrified by her captors. On the last day, Eclipse remembers what Bram had told her and why she went to Sanctum and came to Beacon, and manages to escape back to her team. She tells them everything and agrees to go to Ozpin and the teachers about it so the police can help free others and cut her from her contract. Eclipse gets cowardly and delays telling them though, and Euca gets taken as a hostage in order to lure Eclipse back to the circus. Eclipse feels the failure on her, and realizes she needs to own up to this and she has to fight this on her own, but she can use the support and back up from her friends, and goes to take vengeance. She nearly destroys the circus and gets them to swear to never bother her again. Euca comes back safe, but Eclipse blames herself for not being stronger in the beginning. (Based on Set Yourself Free and It’s My Turn)

The Vytal Festival is taking place in Mistral, and even though they will be staying at Haven Academy, Eclipse insists on introducing the team to Bram, her (adoptive) father, so they stop in Argus and stay with him. While Eclipse is out reuniting with old friends by Sanctum, Bram tells the rest of the team that Eclipse wrote to him and told him about what happened with the circus, and that he is thankful they were able to help her do what he was never able to. He asks them to look after Eclipse, and to help make her happy. The team leave together for Haven Academy, with Bram promising he will come to watch them compete.

At a school dance, Eclipse asks Euca to dance with her, to which Euca begins to teach Eclipse how to do a Scottish jig instead of doing the typical ballroom dance. (Based off of Kingdom Dance)

Clover and Eclipse end up alone on a walk around the City of Mistral, where they see an Atlas military display. Eclipse becomes fascinated by the robot, as it resembles a rabbit. She asks Clover to boost her luck so she can steal it without being seen. The two of them sneak it back to the dorms, where Eclipse names it Yu Tu/Tsukimi, and in return, it calls her Chang’e.

The Vytal Festival Tournament is going to happen soon, and while the team is sure that they will make it through the first round, they don’t think Eclipse would be the smartest choice to advance to the solo round due to her track record, or even the doubles. This upsets Eclipse because she wanted to show Bram how far she’s come, but the team has to put it aside because they are supposed to go on a mission before the festival. Eclipse goes rogue and has Yu Tu/Tsukimi help her hack the system to make it so she is signed up for a solo mission, something that only seniors do and even then only for their final exams. It is only discovered after she gets on the airship and departs, and when the teacher monitoring her mission gets the alert, Eclipse panics and holds them hostage, ready to complete the mission no matter what. The team, Ozpin, and some teachers go after Eclipse to save her before she gets herself foolishly killed. (Based on Make You Proud + Ready As I’ll Ever Be, with Eclipse being both Varian & Rapunzel at times)

Eclipse gets taken back to the school after the teachers rescue her from the Grimm that was part of her mission. Ozpin has a private meeting with her, and tells her that there will be consequences for her actions no matter the rationale, and that he is going to have to confiscate Yu Tu, as it is stolen property. However, he does not want to ruin the Tournament for the rest of team CELE, so to the dismay of Glynda, he allows her to compete for the 4v4 round, and whether she is allowed in the 2v2 or the 1v1 rounds he leaves up to Clover’s discretion. Eclipse is still disheartened, however, and takes a walk around the courtyard at night, reflecting on the fact that her story should be a noble one that ends with her conquering all doubts and overcoming all the challenges thrown at her, but she has come to accept that she never will. (Based on Waiting in the Wings)

#rwby oc #eclipse oc #my oc

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‘Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works’ Hebrews 10:24

Gods love is always important, but to support Gods love good fellowship is what we need! We can gain advice and support in our faith from friends at all times so we can trust God more and our faith will become stronger in doing so. To do this I have decided to answer some questions from my friends so we can be motivated in our faith to show acts of love and to show good work in our faith.

We will always have our struggles but I find friends who give me advice boost my self-esteem as God puts people in our lives to help us and for me, they are Gods messengers. The verse in Hebrews for me sums up what I feel Gods fellowship is and fellowship will help me have a stronger faith, getting involved in a local church group and such will always help you see the good side of God!

So here it goes and I hope the answer to these questions will somewhat help others, but they’re all in my own opinion so let me know if any more advice is needed!

When did you first believe?

I have always had an understanding of God since I was born, but through Christian events, my understanding of God became more of a love for God and I started to trust in him. I became a Christian late 2014 and took the step of faith to trust in God at all times. Would really recommend attending Christian events as it made me see God with fresh eyes.

How do you feel confident in sharing your faith?

I find it hard answering this as Christians we live corrupted in sin so sharing our faith can be an obstacle but God gives us the strength to combat it. I wouldn't say I'm confident in sharing my faith and it is always an ongoing issue, but through prayer, I am able to openly talk about what I believe so others who don’t believe have an understanding.

I use the prayer technique ‘TSP’

- Thank you (thanking God for helping me in any situation)

- Saying sorry (Asking God for forgiveness)

- Please (asking God for help).

How do you feel closer to God?

Feeling closer to God can be difficult at low times. But one way in which when I’m low or stressed to feel closer to God is to talk to a close friend who also believes being honest and explaining how you feel so they can pray for you, so you are supported even if you don’t want to communicate with God yourself. The idea of fellowship is always a constant reminder when I question my faith. I also enjoy listening to the Bethel Starlight album, the music is so spiritual and reflective it helps me feel closer to God even if I don’t want to pray and read my bible (https://www.youtube.com/playlistlist=PLANSzPZUcDII_dpN5rni8GjqkVLhCZgrk)

How might you describe your relationship with God now, how might you like to improve this?

I feel my faith is like a wave, I have good times and bad times but throughout this God will always be with me. I struggle praising God when my faith is bad and ignoring God in good times but to improve this I always will pray whether I’m feeling bad or good having constant communication with God is always important. To strengthen my faith: I always feel having a good fellowship of people around me is important, reading Gods word (having notifications on for a daily bible verse), and keeping up with how I feel about God is key. This will always help me build a better relationship with God.

How to tell if God is giving you signs?

All the advice I feel I can give on this matter is prayer! Prayer is the key way to communicate with God if you feel like you are been given signs pray for them. Ask God for advice and healing on matters and in time he will answer you: God gives us signs through prayer, the word and other people but praying on them is the best way to see if there God-given.

How to not get obsessive over the want for a relationship?

God should always come first in your life and that is something you need to prioritise. God will always have a plan for who enters your life, but if you obsess over a relationship you are taking your eyes off God. In my opinion, our relationship with God is important and if there is someone in your life or you’re becoming obsessed, Imagine the relationship as a triangle God at the top and as Person A (you) and Person B grow your faith in God will become stronger with God at the top of the triangle. Try praying over these issues, for God may be putting someone in your life but do not obsess over it.

I would suggest a three-point prayer system

Praying for the other person in mention, praying that they understand the love God has for us, that they will follow the fruits of spirit in their character (Galatians 5:22-23) and if they are following the way God pronounces love (1 Corinthians 13:4-8)

Praying for yourself that in this situation you too understand the love God has for us, that these feelings will not overtake the love you have for God but help you grow in your faith.

Pray that God in time will act on whatever you’re feeling so you don’t become obsessive but putting God at the top always, since God has it all in plan sometimes we just need to be patient (Psalm 27:14)

How does the bible show truth if it is written by humans but given by God, and how is this relatable in society?

Yes, the bible was written many years ago but the truth of the Bible will stand since it is Gods word. The bible is of historic importance and some parts may conflict in our World but prayer is the easiest method to overcome such issues.

I hope I have answered these questions to the best of my ability and if you need any help just let me know!

S ♡

#sharetheword

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