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theostrophywife · 1 year

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lavender haze.

masterlist (rhys x reader) author's note: i missed rhys so much so here's our high lord in all his glory. summary: during your visit at the day court to celebrate the sunrise festival, you and helion get a little too friendly, but rhys is more than happy to remind you that he's the only high lord you'll ever kneel for.

The Sunrise Festival was the most anticipated celebration in the Day Court.

You’ve been looking forward to it ever since Helion extended an invitation to the Inner Circle. Rhysand had regaled you with stories of the lavish festivity. Held on the longest day of the year, the citizens of the Day Court gathered at the High Lord’s palace to welcome the rising of the sun. The celebration included an offering ceremony, traditional dances, and the ever flowing supply of the famed golden wine of the land.

Needless to say, you hardly slept the night before you were set to depart Velaris.

Given the early start of the festival, you’d woken up in the twilight hours to get ready for your departure. Luckily, you didn’t have to put much thought to your attire since Helion sent a dress along with his invitation. It was an exquisite, flowing gown made of the purest white fabric. You carefully pulled on the silky fabric, admiring the sweetheart neckline dotted with intricate golden beading. The free flowing material spilled over your shoulders and ended in gilded cuffs that tied perfectly around your wrists. You were in the process of zipping up the back when you heard a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

The High Lord strides into the room with his graceful, feline elegance and stops short behind you in the mirror. A small smile graces your lips as Rhysand pauses and gives you a non discrete once-over.

“You’re just in time, Rhys.” You beckoned the male over. “Can you help me zip this up?”

For all his swagger and elegance, Rhysand seemed to be at a loss for words as he made his way over to your vanity. You were well aware of the growing tension between you and the High Lord. Ever since your mother sent you to be the emissary of the kingdom of Atlantia, fate seemed to bring you and Rhys closer and closer together. Thanks to your efforts, land and sea were officially locked into an alliance, which meant that your duties often took you above surface.

As the Crowned Princess of the Seven Seas, you were expected to herald Atlantia into a new age and part of those expectations included establishing a strong presence within the courts of Prythian. Luckily, Rhysand was more than happy to provide his assistance.

The High Lord stood behind you now, his slender fingers hovering over your skin as his lavender gaze met yours in the mirror.

“New dress?” he rasped in a low, husky tone.

The corner of your lips quirk up into a smile as he slowly brushes your long hair over your shoulder. “Courtesy of Helion. He thought it fitting to provide appropriate attire for today’s festivities.”

Rhys murmured as he pulled the zipper taut. “How generous of him.”

“Is that a hint of jealousy I sense, Rhys?”

The male smirks and the action lights up his handsome face. Rhysand finishes fastening your dress before leaning over, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. A wicked gleam sparkles in those smoldering eyes of his as he brings his lips to the shell of your ear.

“Helion can dress you up however he likes,” the High Lord purrs. “But we both know that I’m going to be the one peeling this off of you by the end of the night.”

You chuckle at the sheer certainty of his declaration. Rhysand was a shameless flirt, but you couldn't deny that you enjoyed the push and pull between you. Despite this little game of cat and mouse, neither one of you had done anything about the growing sexual tension in your friendship. What Rhysand was waiting for, you didn’t know. But you had a feeling that the other shoe would drop soon.

“In your dreams, High Lord.”

“You should know,” he taunted. “You’re in them often enough.”

You turned over in your seat, carefully surveying the handsome High Fae male before you. As always, Rhysand was dressed impeccably in a dark fitted suit that matched his onyx locks. The fabric hugged his tall, muscular form and the front of his silk shirt dipped low to reveal an expanse of golden brown skin marred by inky, swirling tattoos. His dark hair was pushed back with a few tendrils falling over his impossibly handsome face.

There was no denying that the High Lord of Night was the most beautiful male you’d ever laid eyes on.

And the cocky bastard knew it.

An amused grin tugged at his lips, but before he could voice his sinful thoughts, Cassian’s head peeked through your open door.

“If you two are done flirting, the rest of us are ready to depart.”

Rhysand shot his brother a dirty look before holding out his hand. “Are you ready, Princess?”

“Lead the way, High Lord.”

Golden rays of sunlight pierced through the peach and rose tinted horizon as you winnowed to the entrance of the Day Court Palace. The towering building was enormous—a combination of marble towers, sandstone pillars, and generous golden trimming that reflected the early morning light.

A sudden rush of wind lifted your skirts around your waist as a looming figure landed directly in your path. Seated upon a large winged horse the color of scorched night, the High Lord of Day smiled down at you. Helion dismounted from his pegasus and bowed before you.

“Princess, it’s a pleasure to welcome you to my home.” The handsome male took your hand in his, lifting your knuckles to his lips. “The tales do not do your beauty justice.”

“You flatter me, Helion.” You tilted your chin to the majestic creature beside him. “Meallan is a beauty to behold, as is your wonderful court. Rhysand was kind enough to brief me on the traditions of the Sunrise Festival and I for one, am excited to partake in the celebrations.”

Helion smirked. “Rhysand has monopolized you long enough. I was beginning to think that you’d enchanted him with your siren song.”

The High Lord of Night chuckled. “The Crowned Princess is enchanting, but I’m under no spell. I’m afraid I’ve gotten a little greedy with our emissary all on my own.”

“I can’t say I blame you, old friend. It’s not every day that the Day Court opens its doors to the most exquisite siren in all the seven seas.”

“Easy, Helion.” You tease, nodding at Rhysand. “We wouldn’t want to make Rhys jealous.”

Wicked violet eyes glimmered with a silent challenge. “I suppose we should join the rest of your court, dear friend. Before I come to my senses and whisk the Princess away.”

The High Lord of Day was all too glad to escort your group into his lavish garden. All around you, High Fae and faerie alike were dressed in varying shades of white, blush, peach, and gold, mirroring the rising sun. The crowd held their breath as light seeped over the palace, enveloping you in the brilliance of a new day.

Helion’s voice boomed across the open space, his spiked golden crown glittering in the light as he addressed his court.

“The Day Court welcomes the herald of a new day. May the sun bring us a bountiful harvest and light our days with its brilliance.” His gaze snags on your group. “On this day of celebration, we recognize our honored guests. Please give a warm welcome to the High Lord of the Night Court and his family, Mor, Amren, Cassian and Azriel. Last but not least, allow me to introduce the Crowned Princess of the Seven Seas.”

You smiled at the crowd, waving as they applauded your group. Helion offered you his arm and you gladly took it. He stopped before a small altar, pointing to a bow and arrow.

“Would you do the honors, princess?”

Shooting the flaming arrow through a hoop across the garden was one of the Day Court’s many traditions of celebrating the Sunrise Festival. Rhysand had filled you in on the possibility of having to perform the ancient rite and you’d come prepared. You pulled back your robes, unsheathing the trident tied across your back.

“Would a trident do the trick?”

Helion laughed in delight. “By all means.”

The High Lord of Day directed his light onto your weapon and it ignited with golden flames. You caught Rhysand’s gaze and he offered you a knowing smile.

In one swift move, you threw the trident through the ring. The flames spread throughout the golden hoop and the crowd cheered in response. Your weapon whistled through the hoop again, the fire extinguishing as your power snaked through it in watery tendrils.

Rhysand’s gaze never left yours as you sheathed the trident against the column of your spine.

“Let the celebrations begin,” Helion boomed.

At the command of the High Lord, revelry and celebration bloomed all around you. Helion took your hand and led you into one of their traditional dances. You threw your head back in laughter as he twirled you around.

Circles formed all around the garden and music streamed through the open space as you picked up the pace. You’ve attended plenty of celebrations in Atlantia, but nothing quite like this.

The whole court seemed to come alive with the rising of the sun. The light shone a little brighter, the wine tasted a little stronger, and the laughter boomed a little louder. You danced and drank and ate for hours on end.

Helion proved to be a great companion and he regaled you with jokes and stories for the majority of the day. You took turns dancing with Cassian and Azriel. Laughing as you linked arms with the Illyrians and switched with Mor and Amren.

But Rhysand didn’t join you. He lingered on the outskirts, cradling a glass of that infamous golden wine and tipping it in your direction.

Gods, there was a beauty to this male that nothing in the seven seas could compare to.

You wanted him and you knew he wanted you too, but perhaps Rhys needed a little encouragement.

The sun was setting when the festivities finally came to an end and you found yourself hobbling through the now empty garden. Rhysand walked beside you, chuckling as you braced yourself against the wall to kick off your heels.

“Someone had a little too much fun, didn’t they?”

You groaned, gathering your shoes in your hands. “Remind me again why I chose to wear these death traps?”

“Because your legs look sinfully delicious in them, darling,” Rhysand declared, never missing a beat.

“Been thinking about my legs an awful lot, Rhysie?”

The High Lord smirked. “Amongst other things.”

Rhysand didn’t give you time to respond before he hiked you over his shoulders, securing your legs around his waist. “Now come on, princess. I believe our quarters are this way.”

You giggled as he gave you a piggyback ride through the large palace. “Our quarters?”

“With adjoining rooms,” Rhys explained. “Don’t worry, darling. I won’t come into your bedchambers. Unless you invite me in.”

A shiver went down your spine at that. You chuckled in his ear, fastening your arms around his chest. “You’re a shameless flirt, Rhysand.”

“Maybe so, but you seem to be enjoying it and at the end of the day, that’s all that really matters.”

You blush in response, grateful that he couldn’t see your face.

Just like Rhys said, Helion prepared a suite with adjoining rooms for the two of you. The High Lord set you down in front of your door and handed your shoes over.

“Thank you, Rhys.”

The Illyrian grinned, leaning against your door. “Don’t mention it, princess.”

Without your heels, he towered a good foot over you. His violet eyes shimmered with wicked delight as he smirked down at you, his handsome face mere inches away from yours. You studied the planes of his face—the sharp jawline, the aquiline nose, the dark, fluttering lashes that kissed the tops of his impossible high cheekbones and his lips—full and sensual and beckoning you for a taste.

You licked your lips. “I suppose this is where we say good night.”

Stars wink into existence within that deep violet gaze as his eyes dipped down to your mouth. Rhysand leaned in closer, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. “I suppose so, princess.”

Electricity crackled between you. The tension filled the room, making everything feel hot and stifling. Your dress felt too tight and the room too small.

“Rhys?” you whispered.

“Yes?”

“Kiss me.”

The High Lord didn’t hesitate as he snaked his arms around your waist. Citrus and sea enveloped your senses and finally his lips were on yours. Rhysand’s kiss filled you with pleasure and relief. All the tension that had been building for months came to a head as you tasted the delicious combination of faerie wine and mint on his lips. It was intoxicating and you felt your head swimming with desire.

You were so lost in Rhysand that the loud knock at the door didn’t even register at first. Rhys groaned, pressing his forehead against yours. His eyes fluttered open, lashes kissing your nose as he exhaled.

“Our gracious host.”

You giggled. “Helion has shit timing.”

“Tell me about it.”

You stood on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “I’ll take care of it.”

Rhysand watched as you smoothed down the front of your dress, smirking. You winked back at him before opening the door.

The High Lord of Day greeted you with a grin. “Settling in?”

You smiled. “Yes, thank you. The rooms are lovely.”

“Only the best for you, princess.” The handsome lord leaned against the doorway. “I personally picked out the new mattress. Though it’s not as comfortable as the one in my own private bedchambers. You’re welcome to test it out if you’d like.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at that. Helion was entirely shameless in inviting you to his bed and it was honestly sort of flattering.

Rhysand stepped into view, snaking an arm around your waist. “I think we’ll take your word for it, old friend.”

A knowing smile spread across Helion’s face. “Very well,” the High Lord states. “If you change your mind, just know that the invitation extends to the both of you.”

You nearly snorted at his blatant invitation for a threesome. “We’ll keep that in mind, Helion.”

The High Lord of Day bowed before closing the door.

You turned upon Rhysand, smirking. “What happened to letting me take care of it?”

“Patience has never really been my strong suit.” Rhys tugged you by the hand, pressing you flush against his chest. “And I’ve never been a fan of sharing. Especially not when it comes to you, pretty girl.”

You pulled him down to you, giggling as he eagerly tried to catch your lips in a kiss. “Good thing I’m all yours tonight.”

You squealed in surprise as he hoisted you up. Rhysand chuckled, wrapping your legs around his waist and nipping at your bottom lip.

It didn’t take long to pick up where you left off.

Rhysand carried you to your bedchamber and kicked the door open before slamming it shut without his lips leaving yours. You slipped your tongue past his parted lips and Rhys moaned, backing you up against the closed door.

He pinned you in place, his gaze roaming over your body with his hands following suit. “Do you want to know what I’ve been thinking about all day?”

“Dying to know, Rhys.”

“Smartass.” The High Lord’s dark chuckle skittered over your skin as he pulled down the straps of your dress, grazing his teeth against your exposed collarbones. “I was thinking that you looked good enough to eat and I intend to savor every bite.”

You moaned as he unlaced your corset, deft fingers making quick work of your dress. Rhysand hoisted you up, his erection pressing against your clothed sex. He purred into your mouth as you palmed him through his trousers, eager to help him out of his clothing.

The two of you shed your clothing until you were both laid bare in front of one another. You ran your hands over the hard planes of Rhysand’s muscles, admiring the way his tattoos flexed underneath that irresistibly soft, golden brown skin. It wasn’t long before you were tracing every loop and swirl with your tongue and Rhys wasn’t shy in letting you know just how much he liked it.

“What did you say about savoring every bite?” You teased, flicking your tongue over his abs. “Cause I’m pretty sure I don’t have the self control to do any of that right now.”

“Then by all means, devour me princess.”

The High Lord inhaled sharply as you kneeled before him. You trailed wet, hot kisses down his torso, licking, nipping, and sucking until you reached his cock. Rhysand groaned as you pumped his shaft. He looked down at you through heavy lids, his fingers fisting in your hair as he watched you wrap your lips around his sensitive head.

"Do you like when I kneel for you, High Lord?"

Rhysand took a shuddering breath as you licked the bead of precum gathered on his tip and swallowed. "It's the most exquisite sight I've ever seen. You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth."

It was thrilling to witness him shudder above you, all that arrogance and bravado melting away as you took him all the way in. You worked him with one hand while suctioning your cheeks, eager to hear his soft moans and breathy sighs.

“That mouth of yours is as wicked as I thought it would be, darling.” Rhys growled, his violet eyes glowing with lust.

You hummed in appreciation, the sound reverberating through his cock. A growl ripped through his chest and you smirked against him. Rhysand was growing desperate, bucking himself into your mouth while you pumped him harder and faster.

The whole room seemed to tremble as you brought him over the edge, basking in the way he tipped his head back while his lips parted in utter bliss. Rhysand pumped his seed into your mouth and you swallowed every drop, milking him until he nearly collapsed against the wall.

You released him with a pop, wiping the side of your mouth with a satisfied smile as the High Lord stared at you in awe and wonder.

There was nothing but want and need dancing in his gaze as he flipped you against the wall, caging you in place with his towering figure. He kissed you roughly, hard enough to bruise and you wended your legs around his waist pulling him closer until every inch of your skin touched.

“Gods, Rhys.” You breathed, staring up at this wonderful, beautiful male. “I want you. I’ve been thinking about this all day. Longer than that. I need to feel you.”

That’s all you had to say for him to lose all semblance of control. The both of you were in a frenzy as he gripped his cock and teased along your folds, coating himself with your juices before easing his way in.

“Fuck—“ Rhysand groaned as your walls hugged tightly around him. “You feel exactly as heavenly as I imagined, pretty girl.” He let out a dark chuckle when he saw the blush coloring your cheeks. “I changed my mind about savoring this. I think I’m in the mood to ravish you instead, princess. Is that what you want?”

You kissed him, conveying your response through the desperation of your actions.

The Illyrian male took it as an encouragement and thrusted into your pussy, filling you to the hilt as you back arched against the wall. You held on tightly as Rhys rutted into you, matching his rhythm with a steady grind of your hips.

The moans escaping from your mouth were broken up by sensual, erotic kisses that only heightened your arousal. It felt like you were both trying to crawl into each other’s skin. Your tongues danced, licking and tasting while Rhysand made good on his promise to ravage you. He shifted his hips, switching to a different angle that had him touching that magical spot within your walls.

“Holy gods, Rhys.” You choked out, barely biting back a whimper. “I love the way you feel inside of me. I could never get enough of you.”

“My filthy girl. If only you knew how many times I’ve imagined doing this.” Rhys slammed his hips against yours, eliciting an explicit sound to tumble past your lips. “I fantasized about the sounds you’d make. How you’d look. What it would be like to fuck you until we were both out of our godsdamned minds, but none of my fantasies even come close to the real thing.”

You clawed at his back, losing it at his filthy confession. You’d never felt this aroused in your entire life.

“Feels so good, baby. Don’t stop, Rhys. I want all of it. All of you.”

The two of you were coated in sweat as you fucked each other senseless. The sound of skin slapping against skin picked up its erotic rhythm and you felt yourself chasing that familiar high. Rhysand’s breathing quickened as he felt your walls convulse around his cock, signaling the approach of your orgasm.

“Gonna cum, pretty girl?” You murmured into his mouth and he laughed, drinking in your desperation. “Yeah? I can feel your pussy gripping me so tightly. Go on then, princess. Cum with me.”

Rhysand slammed into you hard and fast, pushing the both of you over the edge. The intensity of the shared orgasm pulsates through every fiber of your being and you could’ve sworn that your soul left your body for a split second.

It was that good.

Rhysand was that good.

He filled you up, his hot cum spilling into you as the High Lord roared. There was something so hot about the way he came undone just for you.

A beat of silence passed as you both collapsed onto the floor, inches away from a perfectly good bed. Rhysand tucked you into his arms, kissing your temple. He gently brushed the hair out of your face and caressed your arms, tracing your soft skin with his rough, calloused fingers.

“It’s rather rude of us not to test out that new mattress, isn’t it darling?”

You chuckled. “Getting greedy now, aren’t we Rhysie?”

The High Lord pecked your cheek. “I only meant that we should cuddle, princess. Unless you’re already ready for round two.”

“I don’t think I’d survive another round of fucking against the wall,” you teased. “My dress sure as hell didn’t.”

You pointed at the white fabric bunched up on the floor, its laces tattered and torn. It almost made you feel bad. Almost.

“It’s alright, princess." Rhysand hooked his arms behind your back and legs, lifting you up bridal style. You giggled as he pecked your cheek. "You look better in Night Court colors anyways.”

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hawkefaery · 11 months

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An overlook details that breaks me; Valyn's grief

you know what little and overlooked detail in Blood and Ash breaks my heart every single time I remember it? Valyn's thought process when it came to Malik.

So first there is hope. Hope that something could be done and that their son would come back to them. Valyn alongside Eloana tried to find a way to retrieve Malik after Casteel’s arrival so they did call the Elders according to Casteel, but apparently they were left without answers because nothing was done. As a matter of fact, JLA herself once said that it was not that Valyn or Eloana abandoned their boys to Isbeth, it actually pained them but they couldn’t risk the entire kingdom of Atlantia, they just couldn’t do anything.

Then there is sorrow and grief. After years past Valyn gave up the idea that his son, his first born child would. come back to him. Casteel still kept his hopes and it seem that Eloana, even if lower than Casteel, she also kept hope but Valyn faced that he son was long gone. So he buried his son, or at least the son he know and loved, even though he did not have a body to mourn and say goodbye.

Then comes the anger alongside the pain that never left him. He needed to make those who have hurt his boy pay.

Then it comes…the relief I assume to know that his sone is alive, the pain because now he know they have in fact broke him and the heartbreaker to hear of what his son has done. Yet, the worse part is that now he was getting mentally ready to kill the son he spent centuries loving and then other decades mourning because he know that if Malik was now even capable of hurting his little brother, the same one he gave up his life for, then that was no longer his son. I truly believe Valyn wanted to bring honor to the Malik he knew, the kind fun prince that would never do an actual alliance with the blood queen, so that is why he was ready to kill Malik. Besides, I also believe it wanted to be him to kill him so he could do it without pain, also also to see his son one last time and say goodbye

Then when Valyn finally is in the same room as his son after centuries, Malik cannot even look at him in the eyes. Valyn carries the shame, the guilt and the pain for what was done to his son and how in someway he was part of it. But he still loves them more than anything so he waits until Malik is ready to be hugged just like Cas was.

On the whole, both Valyn and Eloana are in pain for their sons. They even wince when Malik is named, they stopped going places because it reminded them of Malik or Valyn, who always hides his emotions, Can’t help the agony he feels at the mention of Malik and Poppy often feels it. But I think that the rollercoaster of pure pain that Valyn went through is just sad, he loves his son and he suffers because of that.

#valyn da'neer #malik da’neer #casteel da'neer #fbaa #jennifer l armentrout #poppy balfour #fbaa series #jennifer armentrout #twotq #tcogb #akofaf

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maximalttigers · 10 months

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While I am stilling writing up profiles and designing characters for my Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go! series 'Hunted Butterfly', I decided to do a quick character lineup of my OCs that I considered to be a part of the main cast. I will have a line up for supporting characters and antagonists.

I also wrote up some basic info about them as a form of roll call to introduce them to new people.

From left to right we have;

Salem- A demon spider-monkey hybrid. Knighted warrior of his home planet and guardian of his godson Reynold Nystrom Jr./Rain, he is Gibson's biological brother. His mysterious knowledge about Dark Ones and his unique combat have helped the Hyperforce team in many ways, they are concerned about his awareness of Dark Ones as he will not elaborate on where he got this knowledge from.

Tech- Commonly going by his nickname, a very skilled mechanic and Chrome's younger brother. He usually works alongside his creator/father in his projects and helping with raising his goddaughter, Sophie Ito. His understanding of new and old technology has helped the Hyperforce team a lot with fighting the war, he and Otto are close mechanic buddies as they work on new projects together while also having a mutual concern for Chrome albeit for slightly distinct reasons.

Chrome- A fully robot monkey mercenary as well as the chosen wielder of the Dark Reaper who fights the Krivark on his home planet. He is Tech's older brother and primary guardian of his goddaughter Sophie Ito; he later becomes Otto's boyfriend. He works to find the answers to many secrets relating to his home but also Eki's past, secretly having a feeling she's more important than what was originally thought to be.

Skyper- The last monkey created by the Alchemist and later became a Formless-Monkey Hybrid due to Skeleton King; he is Antauri's biological younger brother. He's very unique in not just biology but also in his general personality, at times he's mysterious even to himself. These days, he's acting as Eki's self-proclaimed guardian/protector.

Eki- A bionic human girl who was rescued from her 'creator' by the Hyperforce which after some time she becomes a member of the team and Chiro's foster sister. She is learning about life and freedom while adapting to her powers, thankfully for her she has a good support group in her growing development.

Amy- The botanist of the Hyperforce, using her knowledge to help Gibson craft cures and keep the team safe from dangerous specimens on unknown worlds. She is also Sparx's younger biological sister; She's probably one of the very few who can stop everyone else from killing Sparx but will have her moments where she wants to 'kill' him. While not an occasional fighter, she can hold her own when needed.

Azure Spear and Ruby Mace- A pair of monkeys who are very much in love to the point where they got married, they live on the same planet as Chrome and work various part-time jobs to keep themselves occupied. Azure is the peacekeeper while Ruby is the warrior, they in a way act as unofficial advisors to the Hyperforce with Ruby more of the fighting type mentor while Azure is the more emotional/mental advisor. They have a good relationship with the Hyperforce team while being old friends of Salem, Chrome and Tech.

Octavia- A monkey-sea siren/mermaid hybrid and the adopted daughter to the current queen of Atlantia, an underwater kingdom that resides in the Shuggazoom ocean. She acts as the expert of sea life and later becomes Gibson's girlfriend, through her Gibson has learned to relax more and accept the concepts of 'magic' better. She's close to the female members of the team and has a good relationship with the males, Sparx is protective of her's and Gibson relationship.

Coco- A young female monkey created by an exiled Veron Mystic member and raised as not just his student but also his daughter in a small pocket dimension. Other than the Power Primate, she had light and healing powers. She eventually becomes Antauri's girlfriend (And to Skyper's delight, his sister-in-law). She's honestly struggling to adapt to Shuggazoom but she knows that she'll be ok with the rest of the Hyperforce team with her.

Kaneki- One and the only surviving prototype of the monkey team who later became a part of the Super Robot as a part of its subconscious and in control of it. When he is discovered and his new body is completed with the updated nano bots, he is fully trusted with controlling the Super Robot when needed and acts as a secondary advisor and guardian to the whole team. It is heavily implied that he and Antauri have developed a form of psychic connection due to the events of 'I, Chiro' while he's lowkey worrisome about Chiro's future.

That's it for now, hopefully I will have written up the profiles for other characters as well.

#oc #hunted butterfly #srmthfg hb #srmthfg #digital art #antauri #art #chiro #gibson #otto

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sw4gf1sh · 3 months

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Rwby OCs Masterpost :P

Starting with team SMKE since I have them done, I will add JAAM later in a reblog or something :]

SMKE (smoke)

☀️Sunshine Glaze

🌑Moonlight Glaze

🪸Koral Atoll

🦌Olive Everglade

Sunshine:

Leader of team SMKE, Sunshine is stubborn and tries too hard to get approval from everyone. Also a bit judgmental at first. She has a dagger named “Venus” which glows in low light. Her semblance is opposite of her sister’s, and is called “speed time”, with it she speeds herself up while opponents move in regular speed. Speed time is activated by staring into the opponent’s eyes. Eyes glow gold when semblance is in use. Eye contact must be kept uninterrupted while the semblance is in use. If the contact is broken, the effects break down immediately, leaving the user vulnerable. Sunshine can also get jealous, mostly over her older sister. She has spent most of her life feeling like she had to be just as good as Moon or better, and never felt like she measured up compared to her.

The Crown has been seeking her out, but she refuses to join them.

Under her cold and somewhat tough exterior, she is passionate about what she does and her beliefs. Although it would be easy to just see her as a grumpy impatient woman, she’s a strong independent person who will always stand by those she loves and cares about. Loyalty is important to her! Even though she’s been hypocritical of that in the past…

Aura color: orange

Semblance: speed time

Weapon: Dagger/pistol/boomerang

5’7

She/her

Thick Australian accent.

Moonlight:

Older twin sister of Sunshine. Moonlight is patient and sweet, and somewhat unlike Sunshine, accepting of others. Moonlight is critiqued by her younger twin sister, saying she’s a pushover and more loved by their parents. Has a giant pair of scissors codenamed “Lune”(meaning moon in French) that can be taken apart and used as two swords. Her semblance is called “slow time”, where she slows the opponent(s) and moves around them at regular speed. The semblance is activated by a deep stare into the opponent’s eyes, which will glow silver when the semblance is in use. This semblance has the same weaknesses as Sunshine’s. She loves and supports her sister, but is unaware of the jealousy until a later time.

Sunshine and Moonlight are from Vacuo!

Aura color: gray

Semblance: slow time

Weapon: giant pair of scissors (dualswords)

5’8 (5’9 in heels)

She/her

Slight Australian accent.

Koral:

One of two faunus in team SMKE. Koral is an outgoing fun loving girl who is from the Kingdom of Atlantia (made up by me lol), off the coast of Menagerie. She is the princess of the Atoll kingdom. She doesn’t really like her heritage and being associated with it, and wants to be free and protect her family from the front lines. She finds being royalty boring, and her mom doesn’t want her to become a huntress, because she is worried about something happening to her daughter. Koral left her kingdom anyway, and hopes she won’t disappoint her family.

Personality wise, she can be a little reckless, but still understands her limits. Due to her upbringing of being sheltered in a faunus royal family, she initially isn’t as used to constantly being around humans, but is never against them. Olive being a faunus as well helps bring the two closer together. Koral also loves telling stories, often about her life growing up in Atlantia. She is a tropical fish faunus. Her weapon, a trident/rifle combo named “Riptide” is her pride and joy. Her semblance is the ability to breathe underwater. Riptide can be adapted for carrying.

Aura color: magenta

Semblance: underwater breathing

Weapon: trident/rifle

4’11

She/her.

Olive:

The second faunus in team SMKE, a reindeer faunus. She comes from a family of huntsmen. Olive uses her surname (Everglade) to complete the team’s name. She is shy and quiet, but a fierce fighter. However, she doesn’t have too much faith in herself. She is from a small village near Vale and comes from a line of siblings who have become huntsmen and huntresses. Her weapon “Marrow” has dust-infused arrows. She has a crush on Koral, but the latter is oblivious. Her semblance silences noises she makes, like footsteps. It can also mask other’s sounds if they are close enough in her bubble (like May Marigold’s invisibility). This can be used against her, like if an opponent gets close enough to her in battle.

Aura color: olive green

Semblance: soundlessness

Weapon: bow & arrows, arrows are all dust infused. Bow can also be infused with hard light dust to be used as a shield

5’10

She/they

TBC!!

#rwby original character #original character #oc #rwby oc #rwby ocs #rwby oc team #team smke #rwby faunus #rwby #rwby roosterteeth #roosterteeth rwby #my art

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rederiswrites · 8 months

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I blame my unreliable mental state, but I have ordered a lot of awesome things that I probably didn't exactly need need, in the last week. Several books, assorted beads, ahem...some...other...stuff...and glass presses.

I mentioned lampworking presses once in the "beyond the basic tools" ask, and I also mentioned that they're not uhhhhhh cheap. But a mysterious force called "oh but I'll totally make it back in sales" overtook me and I got some.

So here's what they look like...the very ones, in fact, that I've ordered:

Two are graphite and one is brass, but except for some faffing about with the amount of heat they suck out of the glass, they work the same.

They're not a free pass to bead heaven, though, because you have to get the exact right volume of glass to fill the mold, or it fucks up. And you have to get the glass distributed more or less correctly before you squish that top plate down. And you have to hit that sweet spot where the glass is hot enough to flow nicely into all the corners and crevices, but cool enough to hold its basic shape and stay on the mandrel (metal rod that holds the glass and makes the hole).

Even so, though, it's easier with these to reproduce exactly what you meant to get repeatedly, and faster, than if you were trying to sculpt a shell or model a seahorse with tiny glass strings. Both can be done, but...that's a difficult, expensive bead. Investing up front in the tooling allows you to do something much more efficiently and thus provide a product that's closer to affordable.

So, I'm excited to get these, and to get the hang of using them, so I can make beads for events in the SCA kingdom of Atlantia, which, , being on the Atlantic coast, is a bit sea-themed.

#jar of beads #lampworking

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longsightmyth · 2 years

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“You really should move,” I told him, even though I liked the weight of him.

“I’m quite comfortable where I am,” he added.

“Well, I’m not.”

“Will you tell me who you are, Princess?”

“Princess?” I repeated. There were no Princesses or Princes in the entire kingdom beyond the Dark One, who called himself such. Not since Atlantia had ruled.

“You are quite demanding.” He lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “I imagine a Princess to be demanding.”

“I am not demanding,” I stated. “Get off me.”

He arched a brow. “Really?”

“Telling you to move is not being demanding.”

“We’ll have to disagree on that.” He paused. “Princess.”

Ah. I see. I suppose people were not exaggerating when they told me I would hate Hawke with an immediate fiery passion. Where do I start.

1. I hate using stated as a dialogue tag. This is a personal preference so your mileage can, will, and should vary.

2. Hawke has not 'added' anything. Poppy has spoken between his last line of dialogue and this one. This is an improper dialogue tag.

3. I am still suspicious of this Atlantia nonsense and also I am 97% certain this means Hawke is Secretly An Atlantian.

4. The only time the princess nickname has ever been charming in a romantic context is Bellarke, I don't make the rules.

5. He continues to call her that when she asks him not to. Stop it.

6. It is in no way demanding to tell someone to get off of you, ESPECIALLY BUT NOT LIMITED TO in a sexual context. If someone tells you otherwise, drop me their location and I will drive there and educate them.

7. I will kill this man myself

#myth rags on fba

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the-merry-otter · 1 year

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never met another scadian out in the wild hi! im in the kingdom of atlantia and not a hugely contributing member of sca society but it holds a special place in my heart regardless and i was excited to see it in your bio

Oh hey!! Sorry, this ask got swallowed up in the deluge of notes from that quiz post. Well met from across kingdoms!

Also you wouldn’t believe how many SCAdians have contacted me since I made this blog - some from my own kingdom even

#sca #ask #person I know IRL: oh hey I came across ur tumblr blog the other day!#me: :fear:#if yall are reading this.. You Know Who You Are

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scheinysca · 1 year

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I'm honored to be an out of kingdom teacher this Saturday, March 4, as part of the @scakingdomofatlantia Arts and Sciences Festival in the barony of Bright Hills! In teaching a finger loop braid class at 12:30. BYO string or I'll have kits available for a $1-$3 donation. https://facebook.com/events/557680249624107 https://kasf.atlantia.sca.org/ https://www.instagram.com/p/CpTD4e8u8NN/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y= #SCA #MySCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #SCALife #LARPGirl #LARPersOfInstagram #QueerWeaver #Dalhraidia #reenactor #reenactors #FingerLoop #FingerLoopBraid #FingerLoopBraiding #HistoricalCostume #HistoricalTextiles #HeritageCraft #TraditionalWeaving #TraditionalCraft #WeaversOfIG #TabletWeaving #TabletWeave #CardWeave #CardWeaving #CardWeaversOfInstagram #aethelmearc #Æthelmearc #BMDL #BaronyMarcheOfTheDebatableLands #KingdomOfAtlantia #Atlantia https://www.instagram.com/p/CpTGpBduJTH/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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sca-nerd · 6 months

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I was looking at my OP (Order of Presedence) entry on the Kingdom website to answer the ask about award recommendations and I saw that I had an Augmentation of Arms listed, and I was like, "I never received that! I'll need to correct that because someone must be missing it."

So I sent an email saying I think the wrong Marie had it added to their entry. The response was:

THAT'S WHAT I GET FOR NEVER GOING TO COURT. 🤣😂

#mysca #society for creative anachronism #sca #kingdom of atlantia #Order of Presedence #awards #I had no clue and it's been there for years #tells you how much attention I pay

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elettraml · 2 years

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Fʀᴏᴍ Bʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ Asʜ

Guess who is reading From Blood and Ash for the first time... Yep. I love them and I can't wait for the second book. But I thinking it will get ages to be translated into Italian. So yeah, do I have to read it in English? Maybe I will, cause I can't leave them like this!

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sunthursdaybooks · 2 years

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#kingdom of flesh and fire #poppy x casteel #prince casteel #poppy #hawkeandpoppy #kindle #kindlebook #booklover #fantasybook #fantasybooktok #libros #librosfantasia #atlantia #wolven #magic

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abookishdreamer · 2 years

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Character Intro: Poseidon (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Lord of the Sea, Stormbringer by the people of the Underwater Kingdom & other water territories

Earthbreaker, Speaker of Stallions by the people of Olympius

Barnacle Brain by Hades

Uncle Tsunami by Ares

Age- 21 (immortal)

Location- Atlantis, Underwater Kingdom

Personality- Poseidon is very moody and aggressive. When he's in a good mood (not very often), Poseidon can be approachable and even friendly. Much like his brother Zeus, Poseidon is a playboy who doesn't pursue serious relationships with women.

As god of the sea, storms, earthquakes and horses, his many abilities include bringing about droughts & floods, hydrokinesis, communicating with all sea creatures as well as equine animals (and shapeshifting into them!), weather manipulation (as it pertains to water- hurricanes, squalls, sea storms, typhoons, cyclones, monsoons, etc...), being able to manipulate sea glass, manipulating plants (by sensing & using the water in them), geokinesis (can cause droughts & devastating earthquakes!), vitakinesis (through water), being able to telekinetically control ships, and can inflict & heal seasickness in people. With his aquatic lordship, he has divine control over sea animals as well as many fearsome sea monsters.

Poseidon's back and chest are covered in acid burns, due to being imprisoned in Kronos' stomach as a baby. The burns are now covered in intricate tattoos (done with blue ink) that resemble ocean waves. He also has a tattoo of a stingray covering his entire back!

He suffers from skull crushing headaches and migraines that compels him to release a soul shattering wail most nights that can be heard throughout the darkest depths of the sea and can even be heard faintly in Olympius.

In his realm, Poseidon lives in a large glittering gold mansion with hundreds of merfolk attendants. In Olympius, he owns a penthouse in the Tsunami district, a sprawling ranch estate in the state of Corinth (where there's also a large stallion farm), and a seaside cottage in Naxos. He has his own personal aquarium as the flooring of his penthouse. People walk along the glass flooring and can see dolphins, stingrays, and sea turtles swimming underneath their feet. Poseidon also has a beloved pet hippocampus, a girl named Aquamarine. He also has a submarine named The Titaness, after his mother.

When ruling or doing business, Poseidon dresses in sharp tailored suits in hues of blues, whites, and silvers. In his downtime, he doesn't mind dressing down- wearing khaki shorts, sandals, and linen and floral shirts. He's never seen without his beloved trident!

Due to being a sea god, he's mostly a pescatarian, but he doesn't mind eating other foods. Poseidon's favorite meal is the soft shell salmon tacos with mango salsa. He's fond of sushi too. He once ate a large tray of baked lobster sushi rolls in ten minutes! Poseidon also likes shrimp fettuccine alfredo, risotto with buttered lobster tails, & garlic seared shark steaks.

His go-to drink is a shark bite- a drink made with blue curacao, lime juice, spiced rum, sour mix, and grenadine. He also likes New Olympus Iced Teas, rum & cokes, champagne, white wine, sparkling sea water, and algae beer.

Out of all of Zeus' kids, he can't stand Athena (goddess of wisdom), especially after the whole "Athens" debacle.

He loves getting seaweed almond cookies from Hollyhock’s Bakery.

In Olympius, Poseidon has many businesses including seafood restaurants, sushi bars, aquatic-themed nightclubs (a popular one called Tidal) and strip clubs (Atlantia), resorts, water parks (Wild Water Typhoon), beachside hotels, luxury cruise lines & submarines, massage parlors, barber shops, spas, a surf apparel brand as well as his own male fashion empire (Cerulean Stone). He's also in charge of the Olympic Derby- the largest horse race and hippocampus race in the country and the seas!

His favorite frozen treat is blue algae ice cream topped with lime gummy bears & seaweed candy.

Poseidon loves the lobster roll from The Bread Box whenever he's in Olympius. He also likes the salmon burger (topped with extra jellyfish slaw) from a small diner in his realm!

In the pantheon, he's good friends with his two right hand men Delphin (god of dolphins) and Palaemon (god of sharks) as well as his right hand lady Nerissa (goddess of jellyfish). Poseidon is still good friends with one of his brother's baby mothers, Leto (Titaness of demurity & motherhood). He also likes hanging out with his nephew Ares (god of war). He's also friends with Notus (god of the south wind). He also holds The Nesoi in high regard and he's kind of frightened by, but also admires Aegaeon (god of sea storms). Even though Poseidon doesn't like to admit this, he has recieved valuable counsel from his uncle Oceanus (Titan god of the seas) & former ruler of the Underwater realm.

In his downtime, Poseidon enjoys swimming, surfing, cliff jumping, deep free sea diving, sailing, fishing, yachting, riding jet skis, poker, billiards, (& various other water sports), clubbing, tennis, football (soccer), and driving his favorite dark blue sports car around the city. He's also a frequent writer of Zeus' magazine.

He's been keeping a HUGE secret from his brothers- Poseidon has recently reached out to their mother Rhea (Titaness of fertility, motherhood, & comfort) and they email daily. Once a week, he meets up with her & the two have dinner.

He currently has a "no strings attached" relationship with Iphimedia, a princess of Thessaly. He used to have feelings for the goddesses Demeter and Asteria. He also dated two of The Pleiades- Ally (Alcyone) & Cece (Celeano). Poseidon's last long term relationship was with Chione (goddess of snow) a while back. Poseidon also tried getting with Nephele (goddess of clouds) to no avail.

"The roughest currents are in my head."

#my oc #poseidon #my character #my oc character #oc character #oc intro #character intro #oc introduction #character introduction #modern greek gods #modern greek mythology #greek myth retellings #greek gods #poseidon greek mythology #poseidon greek god #greek mythology #greek pantheon

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