#last song of arcadia | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

calisources · 2 months

Text

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 : here are a list of 55 female names, 55 male names and 55 a song of ice and fire valyrian names and last names. You can do variations to the names and eveything because, you know fantasy, but I chose those that I thought sounded good. If this list is good, I found a generator for more fantasy names centered in ASOIAF for different kingdoms and lands. you don't have to give credit but please like or reblog if you find useful.

Male Names.

Kallias, meaning beauty.

Dimitri, earth lover.

Teivel, the devil.

Kaiser, Emperor or ruler.

Harvey, Strong warrior.

Lysander, liberator.

Erel, angel and messenger.

Asael, made by god.

Laurent, the bright one.

Perseus, avenger, destroyer.

Chrysander, golden protector.

Zale, strength of the sea.

Cahir, warrior, battle man.

Magnus, great and powerful.

Nikolai, people of victory.

Kian, king.

Damien, to tame.

Micah, who resembles God.

Kaemon, joyful.

Arsenio, strong, potent.

Lucius, light or genius.

Loan, light.

Calix, very handsome.

Rowan, brilliant red.

Egan, little fire.

Adonis, lord.

Declan, full of goodness.

Arzhel, bear prince.

Thaddeus, courageous heart.

Alastor, vengeance.

Carden, wool carder.

Leone, lion.

Osian, little dear.

Ezekiel, strength of god.

Zion, highest point.

Asher, blessed.

Kratos, strength, might.

Zadkiel, righteousness of god.

Arwan, king of the other world.

Malakai, messenger.

Acheron, river of sorrow.

Elijah, the lord is my god.

Jace, lord of salvation.

Killian, little warrior.

Cyrus, the sun.

Deimos, personification of fear.

Bryson, child of a noble.

Conan, little wolf or little hound.

Maverick, independent one.

Lennone, keen.

Anteros, god of required love and defender of unrequired.

Denarius, silver coin.

Lorcan, little fierce one.

Ariston, excellent.

Vortigern, high overlord.

Female Names.

Naima, tranquil.

Freya, noble woman.

Alora, beautiful dream.

Danyi, sweet.

Juniper, evergreen.

Arcadia, adventurous.

Cora, virtuous.

Rosela, rose in italian.

Rhea, river.

Kyra, sun.

Solasta, shining, light.

Evangeline, messenger of good news.

Narcissa, flower.

Nyssa, new beginning.

Nyx, night.

Elodie, great fortune.

Gemena, intelligent.

Elis, god’s promise.

Irene, peace.

Samira, wind.

Melantha, dark flower.

Odeliah, praise god.

Aleyah, noble, elevated.

Sariah, princess of the lord.

Ilaria, happy and cheerful.

Odessa, long journey.

Jezebel, pure.

Brielle, heroine of god.

Emersyn, brave, powerful.

Marilla, shining sea.

Braelyn, meadow.

Enora, honor.

Sereia, mermaid.

Seraphina, fiery ones.

Kaena, praise.

Zenaida, of zeus, eternal life.

Isadora, gift of Isis.

Faera, bringer of gifts.

Fayra, gift of god.

Lilibet, pledge to god.

Orlaith, golden princess, sovereign.

Thalassa, sea or ocean.

Visha, deadly poison.

Sora, sky.

Leysa, defender of man.

Cassiel, angel of saturday.

Calia, beautiful person.

Aloisia, famous warrior.

Isleen, vision.

Elowen, elm tree.

Davina, beloved.

Elysia, from the blessed isles.

Gwenna, blessed ring.

Mairween, blessed rebellion.

Esmeray, dark moon.

ASOIAF Valyrian names.

Daenar Tarreos

Baesenyx Barreos

Jaererys Laeraellis

Tyraerion Laenaenor

Jacaegar Laeneneos

Gaedar Aglaeris

Raenor Gonnalys

Rhaegon Maentigar

Vimar Arnalys

Vahaegaron Nargyreon

Laegor Naeltigar

Aeron Taeltheon

Maerya Barnaris

Alyhna Caeneneos

Vysenera Naeltaris

Daessa Baelnaris

Baessa Rahmaereon

Haelera Veltheos

Saerena Arinarys

Alaenna Lenyreos

Elaessa Narnareon

Jaelanya Galgyreon

Vhaenys Dortalor

Saerera Raeldaerys

Visegon Goniar

Jaedor Gaelennis

Malaelor Maentheos

Rahaelon Baeltigar

Maerion Laergaris

Visegon Qargaeron

Vahaeron Arreos

Gaelyx Arlaeris

Garaevon Calnalys

Naelara Dalreos

Eraerla Raenlaeris

Daenenera Maenanyon

Haerys Narnalys

Hera Aergaris

Vysessa Qarareon

Elaerya Aerlaeris

Maeharys Malreos

Tahaenyx Rahiar

Aeganar Gaelralis

Balaevar Lendaerys

Daegar Valanyon

Gaegar Nohaellis

Matagor Vellaeris

Rahaemon Laendaerys

Daelon Aeraeris

Aerena Mallaeron

Daenelys Callaeris

Renaera Raelennis

Daenelys Dortheos

Raevor Daerlaeron

Bamera Caenennis

#roleplay memes #sentence meme #( cali meme. )#rp memes #rp prompt #rp musings #roleplay prompt

50 notes · View notes

bastet-c-haddock · 7 months

Text

San Angel High School Exchange Group!

For the Lunaverse AU

I'm still figuring out how can I adapt the stories to a modern setting, since Maya and the Three and The Book of Life happen on two (mexican inspired) different ages: The Prehispanic Era (or something similar since we see dead Conquistador's on Mictlan's army) and the Post-Revolutionary Era (1920 - 1930). So here are some of my ideas:

San Angel would be in Puebla, which is a state close to the capital of Mexico. Even though the original San Angel is structured to be close to what Mexico City looked like once, Teca is a much more faithful portrait of such thing.

Given this info, they'll be atending San Angel High School as seniors. The three of them are 18 years old, so this year at Arcadia will be their last year before going to college.

Their story together doesn't change much. They're childhood friends, Maria then is sent to study aboard and they reunite at High School, where fantastical shenaenigans ensue, as well as some teenage romance drama.

By "Fantastical Shenaenigans" I mean: Chacal and the Bandits are a gang feared in San Angel because it is said they have (or had) a deal with the Divine Death (Santa Muerte) dus, giving them habilities and strength beyond any other gang. The School becomes the battleground for the final fight, instead of the church, and because of San Angel's victory, Xibalba and La Muerte allowed the spirits of everyone's loved ones to walk around town in the Day of the Dead. Obviously, this whole ordeal got documented on the news, reaching Uhl and, eventually, Strickler.

The truth about Chacal's gang is pretty much like the movie portrays it: Chacal once had a deal with Xibalba, who gave him the Medal of Everlasting Life. Chacal abused this power until he faced Captain Mondragon of the San Angel Revolutionary Front (Mexico's police rarely fights against Gangs) when he lost the Medal but took down most of the Front, only leaving some cowards and General Posada, the leader of the Front, alive. Of couse, the power of Chacal's army was too much to deny, so it instilled fear in the town, that's why nobody offered themselves to the Front.

Joaquin was taken under the wing of the Nuns of San Angel until General Posada adopts him. (Mind you, the nuns here in Mexico are known not only for their Eggnog, but depending on the region, they make cookies and other sweet treats, so I'm a 100% sure Joaquin knows how to cook and he's a traditional pastry chef in his free time. FIGHT ME! JIM AND HIM WOULD BE COOKING WHILE THE BOYS REHEARSE AND THE GIRLS SPARR!)

La Muerte and Xibalba are the principal and vice-principal of San Angel High School, and due to the magical situation the kids have experienced, they made a deal with Strickler at Arcadia Oaks for them both, as well as Teca Institute, to have a year long exchange each year. The purpose of this exchange is so the teens have more people to relate to when they speak of supernatural phemomenons, and given these three schools went through the ringer, sealing the deal was fairly easy.

So...what do you think?

FOR MORE LUNAVERSE, CHECK:

What started it all...

Excheangable Roles depending on the song.

Teca Institute's Exchange Group

Mystical Principals

#fanart #art #digital #dreamworks #netflix #tales of arcadia #fandoms: the book of life #book of life #the book of life #joaquin mondragon #manolo sanchez #maria posada #LunaverseAU

98 notes · View notes

thewritingmagician2022 · 19 days

Note

It’s been established even in canon that Lucifer is very possessive of MC, wants to own them essentially. I mean, his character song Arcadia is basically about how he wants to have ownership of MC, even using the word ‘prisoner’ for it. How do you think he’d react to an MC that flat out tells him “You don’t own me.” Basically making it clear that they refuse to belong to him, despite his advances and attempts to make it so. An MC that demands to be free, no matter the consequences. With a determination for it that matches his own. I just think it would be an interesting development, and it would be intriguing to know what his reaction to that would be.

Btw your writing is absolutely fantastic and thank you for sharing it!!

This is a great question/food for thought. Lucifer is definitely the most yandere brother to me and he toes the line between love and abuse very finely sometimes, much more so than the others. It’s because he definitely views MC as an object, something to be won and coveted and shown off, another way to prove he’s better than everyone else because MC chose him (even if he may not have really given them a choice to begin with).

With that in mind, Lucifer would struggle very hard with an MC who doesn’t yield easily to him. Lucifer is used to people giving him exactly what he wants when he wants, people far more powerful than this little human, so at first he’s in complete disbelief. He might let it slide at first, even though hearing “you don’t own me” from the human he so clearly does own ruffles his feathers more than a little. He would say that he’s angry because you’re being insolent and insulting him. In Lucifer’s mind, you are his and anyone in the three realms should consider themselves damn lucky to have this kind of attention from him. He’s the one who took you into his home, into his family. He watches out for you, feeds you, clothes you, has his brothers at your beck and call, makes sure you’re getting the most out of this interdimensional student assignment. You would be nothing in the Devildom without him and this is the thanks he gets? But it goes a lot deeper than that. Lucifer has grown to really care for you over time; he would go so far as to (privately) admit that he’s in love with you. He dotes on you, tries to make you happy with gifts and experiences, and is kinder to you than he is to just about anyone else. You are the only person in all 3 realms that can so easily draw out those old angelic qualities of his and make him think of another person as a person rather than just as an extension of himself. So to hear you say he doesn’t own you and that you want to be free from him is even more heartbreaking than it is infuriating (though sometimes it’s a very close call).

I think, at first, Lucifer will try the bribery strategy. He knows that you can catch more flies with honey than vinegar and he’s firmly of the mind that he can convince you to walk willingly into his arms and offer yourself to him. When that doesn’t work, he’ll switch to his angry demon persona and he’s full of threats and insults and, much like an abusive partner, will do everything in his power to put you in a position of helplessness only to save you at the last minute to prove how much you need him. But you’re stronger and smarter than that so Lucifer is forced to abandon that tactic when he realizes it’s only solidifying your decision and pushing you further away. If we’re being hopeful, I think your dedication to your beliefs and your inability to be bullied/conned/manipulated into subservience is what actually makes Lucifer finally see you as an equal and he’s able to properly love you at that point, which leads to him adjusting his thought processes and behavior to the point where you may be willing to stay with him because you know it’s no longer about obsession and possession but instead about respect and devotion.

I'm so sorry about how late this is - I ran into some serious health issues and dropped this blog/fandom for a really long time.

#obey me #obey me imagines #obey me asks #obey me lucifer

29 notes · View notes

morningstaravatar · 1 year

Text

MC: I want you guys to make puns out of your songs! Go!

Lucifer: I envision the Devildom to be a place of true Arcadia, but unfortunately that may never be due to my 7 brothers.

Mammon: Whatever that means — I went to the casino last night and asked this guy a million times, “Are you Ready?” because he wouldn’t deal!! Gah it was so annoying!

Levi: Well while YOU were gone, I had MY chance with MC! Um… so MC when can we—

Satan: Not to interject, but I’ve heard of a rare book in the human world called Read My Heart. it’s quite famous, in fact, it’s a bestseller!

Asmo: Ughh books! books! Shame on you Satan for not asking me why I smell so good today! It’s the newest Pomade I brought offline!

Beel: Off topic, but Asmo, why do you keep calling me hot Hungry Six Pack so much?

Belphie: All this talk about casinos and six packs— this and that. do you guys ever feel like you’re having deja vu? Like your stuck in a never ending Dreamscape?

Diavolo: No? Not really. Most of my dreams are about uniting the three realms and showing MC I’m their NO. 1.

Barbatos: Then a song that would go perfectly with how you feel would be Crazy About You, my lord. I recommend it.

Luke: Of course you demons would find a way to make this complicated! My Wish is to bake cookies with MC forever and ever!

Simeon: Hmm MC? How does my outfit work? Is that your Question, Love?

Solomon: All you guys had really nice ones but we seem to forget who MC’s teacher is. remember the red thread of fate? It’s in Our Destiny to be together.

#obey me lucifer #obey me!#obey me asmodeus #obey me headcanons #obey me leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me solomon #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me fandom

267 notes · View notes

winter-leftovers · 2 months

Text

Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter twenty four: Secrets Are No Fun (24/?)

(Douxie Casperan x f!reader)

Summary: Y/n is trying to figure her life out but is going to be hard since her brother is the new trollhunter and she is plagued by dreams and feelings she doesn’t understand.

Chapter Summary: Y/n apologies to her friends and talks about the past.

Word count: 2799

Warnings: mention of y/n having a long braid in the past, you can ignore it

(Season 3 Episode 9 )

Song?: Cool about it by boygenius

Spanish bonus track: Mi viejo by Piero

Previous - Next

Masterlist

Y/n twisted and turned in her bed. Her mattress turned to stone for the night making her back ache in any position she put herself in. She shifted once more trying to block the light that was starting to come in through the window in vain. The sun was already rising in the distance. Her mind was fully awake, her thoughts forcing her to stay up the few hours she had to sleep.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her shoulders heavy by the lack of rest. She looked at the clock catching a glimpse of the dried up flower Douxie had given her on their first date in Arcadia.

Y/n smiled, remembering the first time the errand boy put a flower behind her ear, both hidden away behind the stables, scared to be seen. She remembers the walk back, her cheeks red as she replayed the feeling of fearless Douxie’s fingers fixing her hair after the flower was placed. She remembers all the blood abandoning her body when Morgana found her.

“Oh my” the wizard chuckled “what a beautiful hairdo” she walked back and grabbed Y/n’s long braid.

“Thank you” Y/n whispered, trying to keep walking, to end the interaction.

“Ah, ah” Morgana followed her “You look nervous”

Y/n walked faster.

“I knew it” Morgana laughed, stopping in front of her, not letting her advance any further “My little sister has a suitor” she whispered the last word. Morgana knew her mentor well and if rumors about his daughter having a suitor would reach his ears he would execute the man himself.

Y/n opened her mouth, her words dying on her throat.

Morgana's happy smile morphed into a soft one:

“I won't say anything” she put her arm around Y/n’s shoulders.

The girl looked up and gave the wizard a half smile “Thank you, sister”

Morgana nodded “Do you know what flower he gave you?” She asked.

“A forget me not?”

“Yes. Do you know what it means?” A mischievous smile on her face.

“I’m not sure” Y/n frowned.

“The forget me not has a lot of meanings: remembrance, trust, true and enduring love, faithfulness and hope for everlasting love. We can both agree in this one thing” Morgana turned, grabbing Y/n’s hands “Hisirdoux wants to be with you for a long time”

She turned her head at the door and back to the small flowers. If she leaves now without no one seeing her, she could have breakfast with Douxie and come back before her father tries to search for her himself.

She jumped off the bed ready to escape the emotions the arrival of her father had brought for a while. She quietly but quickly moved through the house doing what was necessary to get to the only person who could help her now, who could maybe understand her. Her mood changed as the sun settled in the sky, her shoulders softened as she walked down the steps.

“Where are you going, Lady Y/n?”

Y/n’s head fell down when she heard her father catching her with her hand on the doorknob.

“Don’t call me that” she turned her face to the couch where he was sitting, her face contorted in disgust. He would only call her that when he knew she was going to secretly meet up with Douxie.

“By your name?” He acted appalled

“C’mon. I'm just going to have breakfast with him” Y/n ran to Merlin’s side and kneeled by his side.

The wizard stretched his back, his bones making a sinphony for her daughter to listen.

“It’ll be quick. I swear” she pleaded.

She knew it was in vain. Her father was a stubborn man that even a thousand year long nap couldn’t change that.

“No” he relaxed.

“What?” Y/n stood up as her voice reached a peach that Merlin didn’t miss.

“I said no. Hisirdoux has his own mission and I need you here” Merlin was relaxed, if you didn’t know better you could have thought he was talking about the weather.

“I need you here” she repeated, her fists clenched “that’s it? Could you be more specific?”

“Sadly, no” Merlin stood up looking curious at the kitchen “I’m hungry. Where’s the cook?”

Y/n stood there, mouth tightly closed, observing her father opening and closing doors complaining about the lack of hospitality.

“Good morning, honey” Y/n felt Barbara's loving kiss in her head “How did you sleep?”

Y/n slowly turned her eyes to her, to her caring, loving gaze. She sighed, putting her head on her shoulder for what she feared may be the last time.

“Oh” she was surprised. She didn’t expect that kind of affection from her daughter.

“I couldn’t sleep” she whispered and looked up at Barbara’s eyes trying to muster all the honesty she could “I’m sorry for not telling the truth as soon as I knew it”

Barbara frowned for a second, confusion washed her face, but her sweet smile overcome it quickly

“It’s okay” she whispered into Y/n’s hair and kissed her head.

Y/n closed her eyes keeping the tears at bay.

“It’s not” she pulled away “Please. Let me explain” she pleaded, desperation dripping from every word “I feel like I scammed you and you…”

“Y/n, honey…this troll stuff…is weird but I don’t believe for a second you scammed me” Barbara caressed her face “I saw you grow up, I taught you to tight your shoes, I was there for your first loose tooth, learning to write, to read, your fights with your friends, making new friends, riding a bike, I was there for most of your firsts, graduations… I don’t care if you have biological parents that are wizards” Barbara took a second to absorb the absurdity of the words “say otherwise. You are my daughter”

Y/n nodded, the hot tears flooding her face

“And, if it counts, you are my first mom”

Barbara and Y/n hugged, laughing at the insane ways of the universe, how it made them walk all this way to find each other. A daughter had to wander a thousand years without a mother to find it in someone younger than her.

Jim, Claire, and Toby’s feet hit the hollow step of the stairs announcing the house that they were already awake.

Y/n and Barbara broke the hug. Y/n turned around wiping away the wetness from her face.

“Good morning!” Barbara smiled, trying to wipe away the tears from under her glasses without the kids noticing it.

“Morning’” Claire smiled.

“See, we are all up!” Merlin put a hand on Y/n’s shoulder squeezing it “And you wanted to leave”

Y/n grunted, turning around and pushing his father's hand away.

“Leave?” Toby frowned.

“Go where?” Barbara turned to Y/n.

“Doesn’t matter” gave her a half smile.

Without missing a beat, Barbara was able to put the puzzle together with the little clues she had:

“Oh. You wanted to see the boy from Benoit’s?” She smiled “He’s nice”

Y/n felt her cheeks warming up.

“Ugh” the chorus of disgusted complaints came out of Jim and Merlin, their eyes rolling at the same time.

Y/n shook the weirdness out of her body and looked at the kids standing at the foot of the stairs:

“Well, now that we are all here, well all but Blinky and Aaarrrgghh, I can talk to them later…I want to explain”

“Yeah and I want an explanation, Y/n, if that's your real name” Jim frowned.

Y/n looked down. Jim’s words were a dagger to the heart. She could see through his angry façade, he wasn’t angry, he was hurt and of course he was hurt. She was his older sister, his first friend, his protector, the person who should not betray him and yet here they were, standing in front of each other, both of their hands stained with Jim’s blood.

“Jim”

“Jim” Claire and Toby elbowed Jim in the ribs.

“Ouch” the trollhunter complained.

“Of course it is her name. I name her myself” Merlin rolled his eyes and put back his arm on Y/n’s shoulder.

“Not helping” she whispered to herself, rubbing her eyelids.

Toby looked at Claire and she nodded. The boy took a couple of step forward and said:

“Y/n, we have an open mind and we want to hear what you have to say because we love the Y/n we knew…we know” he looked back at Claire looking for help but the girl was just as lost and turned back at Y/n “I don’t know. This is confusing”

“Yeah, that’s my real name” Y/n chuckled “Why don’t we go to the kitchen and get some breakfast uh?” She points to the door of the kitchen, scared of making the first move “I can cook something…”

“Finally” Merlin celebrated and disappeared into the kitchen

“That's a great idea” Barbara smiled

“I’ll cook” Jim said, disappearing behind Merlin.

—

“Mm. Fascinating” Merlin closed and opened the door of the refrigerator observing closely the changing in the light “Mm. But how do you know the light goes out when you close the door?”

Y/n put down the plate she was washing and observed her father open and close the door of the refrigerator at increasing speed:

“It has a sensor” she said as she took Merlin’s hands away from the fridge.

“A sensor?” He repeated and tried to return to the intriguing box.

“Yes” Y/n sighed, pushing him in the direction of the dining room.

“Merlin the immortal” Strickler stopped the wizards’ walk “what an honor” he bowed down.

Y/n turned to his father, Merlin seemed bored. He had no interest in Morgana’s creations. Something Y/n always had found strange was her father’s uninterest for praise, after all, he was a narcissist.

“Allow me to introduce myself. Waltolomew Stricklander. Well, Strickler for short. I’ve been mentoring the Trollhunter”

“Spare me the life story” Merlin rolled his eyes “Now and forever, changeling” he walked out, leaving Strickler on his knees.

If it was any other changeling, Y/n would feel ashamed for his father's behavior but Strickler hadn’t redeemed himself, not in Y/n’s eyes.

“Sorry” she mouthed, lifting her hands in the air, a little smile on her face. A little part of her was enjoying Strickler's embarrassment.

She followed her father's steps to the dining table where Barbara had already set the table with Jim’s omelettes. Y/n took a deep breath. There was no place to hide.

She felt her back pocket vibrate, stopping the flood of anxiety for a second. She frowned. Randy was so focused on the battle of the bands he had closed the store for the week.

Errand boy 💙:

Breakfast? 👀

She smiled. Maybe he was looking at the moon.

“Lady Y/n, may you start with your story? I haven’t eaten in centuries” Merlin was salivating at the smell of Jim’s cooking

“Ugh, what did I say?” Y/n whispered to her father as she sat down next to him.

“Metalface here was lucky I didn’t eat him back in the cave” Merlin cut a piece of the omelette and smelled it, pulling out his magnifying glass and observing the omelette under it.

“He’s joking, right?” Toby looked at Y/n, his eyes wide open and his nervous laughter as a plea.

Y/n turned her face and thought to the food she would eat back in Camelot:

“Well, I have eaten stranger things in my day” she look back to her father “Lancelot would hunt the strangest but tastiest creatures”

Merlin nodded, his eyes lost in the memory.

“I’m not really sure where to start…”Y/n looked down to her plate.

“Maybe…I don’t know…Why did you lie?” Jim said from the other side of the table.

Y/n sighed

“I didn’t lie” she looked up at Jim “I didn’t know who I was. Why would I turn myself into a child and erase my memories…and relive my life? Do all that? For what?”

“I don’t know!” He screamed.

“What’s the last thing you remember?” Merlin asked, uninterested by the children's fight.

“I got into a fight with…” suddenly, she felt everyone’s eyes burning her “Al…”

Merlin lifted his brows.

“Al?!” Screamed Toby “How old is he?”

“Alfred was a gift from…” Y/n stopped again, this time was his father disapproving gaze burning her “a dear friend back in Camelot”

“So you fought with…a cat” he followed up, mouth full of food.

“He can be very argumentative” Y/n said.

Merlin nodded, already getting annoyed by just thinking of her daughter’s familiar.

“I remember leaving the house with something in my hand, the rain…” Y/n closed her eyes in an attempt of transporting her brain back to that night but all attempts were useless “a light and then, I’m being picked up by Jim’s father” she opens her eyes again, tears threatening to drip down.

“Mm” Merlin had cleaned up his plate and was analyzing the story.

“Could it be another wizard's work?” Offered Claire, her big brown eyes full of concern.

Y/n waited for a backhanded comment from his father that never came. He was more busy actually listening to what she had to say and that scared her.

“I don’t know…Ven…” she felt her throat gave out “Vendel called it both a curse and a spell”

Barbara extended her hand and grabbed Y/n’s.

“Did you talk to…Alfred?” Merlin rolled his eyes at the obvious cover.

“I tried once but he doesn’t want to talk about it”

“What a complex cat” whispered Toby.

“How long have you known you are his daughter?” Jim asked, his anger seemed to be dying down.

“Not long. After Morgana possessed Claire something clicked and I was able to put it all together. I’m still getting my memory back”

“You don’t have all your memories?” Claire asked

The trollhunter team shared a look.

“I’m sorry” said Jim

“What?” Y/n looked up. She wasn’t expecting her brother’s apology.

“I’m sorry. I thought…”

Y/n jumped through the table into Jim’s arms. She didn’t need any more words, just knowing her brother was hers again was enough. The boy returned the hug, holding his sister like she could disappear any minute.

Y/n pulled back, her face wet with tears as she looked at Jim.

“I’m sorry” She said and hugged him one last time.

“I’m sorry too” The boy happily accepted it, ignoring her best friend, her girlfriend and the legendary wizard watching them.

“I’m glad we’re all family again” Toby joined the siblings’ hug.

Y/n and Jim laughed at the boy’s antichs.

“I’m going to wash my face” Y/n pulled back, drying her face with a napkin she found on the table with a smile on her face.

On the walk to the bathroom her phone buzzed once more:

Errand boy💙:

Everything ok?

are u alive? Don’t make me send Arch!!

Y/n smiled as she closed the door. She wished Douxie could be here to help her deal with her father's craziness. If for some reason they needed to work alone Y/n was afraid to not survive her father’s quirks without Douxie.

Y/n💘🪻:

Stop the cavalry!!! I’m alive!! Just stuck on babysitting duty ily 💖

She quickly tipped and sprayed water on her face. A part of her was scared of letting Merlin alone with her other family. He had ways that the world wasn’t used to, not anymore.

As Y/n walked back she could heard her father taking to himself. She followed his father’s muttering to the garage.

“Where’s everyone?” She looked around but the garage seemed as empty as the house “How long was I in the bathroom?” She laughed.

“Long enough” Merlin said without turning around from his work on the table “Come closer. I need your magic”

Y/n frowned. What could be he be working in? He didn’t have any tool, material, let alone magical elements to do anything.

“Well? Don’t tell me you don’t have magic?” He turned to her, his eyes full of disgust.

Y/n heart skipped a beat. Her hands started to sweat. If she didn’t know better she would think her hair was twisting back into her childhood braids.

“I…” she frowned and pushed through the sticky felling “Of course I have magic. Why would you say that?” She walked to her father’s work.

“One would assume you forgot it”

The knife pierced Y/n’s chest but she was decided to not show it. She looked at her father, at his icy blue eyes without shaking.

“What do you want?”

A/n: hii!! Helloo!! Sorry for the delay but the power got cut off so many times it wasn’t even funny especially with 40C oh well 3rd world problems 🤪🤪 i hope you like family issues(?

remember to leave love letters and death threats!!💖

<Taglist: @douxiesaurus @queteimporta-99 @fandomobbsessedb @castle-archives If your url is crossed it means tumblr didn’t let me tag you> want to be tagged next update? Let me know! 📩

#tales of arcadia #douxie x reader #trollhunters #douxie #toa #hisirdoux casperan #hisirdoux x reader #my writing #Til The End Of Eternity

27 notes · View notes

karalija · 5 months

Text

Theos and Aurora from the book Infinite Shimmer in the app game Time Princess by IGG.

It’s a futuristic setting on an asteroid ravaged earth and a supposed last bastion of humanity in Arcadia (hello gallifrey?). A technological wonder city, Arcadia is where the last of humanity lives in relative comfort with holograms, AI and a candy floss colored veneer. You play as Aurora, a psychologist who writes books on love and humanity who gets a partnership proposition from a brilliant scientist, Theos, to test the capabilities of his reality defying AI man.

I’m living for the push and pull between these two characters. Aurora is a hopeless romantic and I think secretly so is Theos. Except he’s too roguish to be a knight in shining armor. I sure the priceless painting of Pygmalion and Galatea Aurora receives is from him.

I cannot WAIT for chapter 2!

Song:

“American Cars” by Annie : https://open.spotify.com/track/7t1C2Z5kYtmhZGMs5mIFz2?si=rBbWVq3ZTne_4uKP0Gj87Q

#time princess #dress up time princess #infinite shimmer #Theos #Aurora #Theos and Aurora #igg #dutp #artists on tumblr #vaporwave #vaporaesthetic #hologram #starry skies #karalija #bury me with Theos glasses #boy is HOT #Aurora is a gorgeous hot mess #Spotify

38 notes · View notes

the-golden-vanity · 1 month

Text

I was tagged by @clove-pinks to make myself in this Picrew and post the last song I've listened to. Thanks, Shaun! You're the best.

I'd like to tag @even-in-arcadia, @bloomrebounds, @georges-chambers, @brimstone-cowboy, and @thebaffledcaptain– only if they'd like to do this, of course. And if anyone I didn't mention would like to do this, consider yourselves tagged!

#incredibly on brand song choice #you got your boat story #you got your cannibalism #you got your social commentary #tag game #picrew #clove pinks #the wake of the medusa #the pogues #sea songs #Spotify

21 notes · View notes

adventure-showdown · 6 months

Text

What is your favourite Doctor Who story

ROUND 1 MASTERPOST

synopses and propaganda under the cut

Rain Gods

Synopsis

The Doctor and River Song find themselves at the mercy of the natives of the planet of the Rain Gods, who mean to sacrifice them to their deities, until the Doctor calls upon the gods themselves to help them out of the fix

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

Night of the Doctor

Synopsis

Still trying to skirt around the edges of the Last Great Time War, the Eighth Doctor is forced to fully join the conflict by the mysterious Sisterhood of Karn. Killed while trying to save a woman who hates him simply for being a Time Lord, the Doctor gets to choose what his next incarnation will be like. He arranges for a warrior... but makes the darkest sacrifice of his life in order to be reborn.

Propaganda

We get to see eight regenerate, he got like five more minutes of screen time, what more could you ask for (anonymous)

The Last Day

Synopsis

A Gallifreyan soldier undergoes initiation in the use of a headcam, as well as the defence of Arcadia. During his training, the impossible happens and Daleks invade.

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

The Five(ish) Doctors Reboot

Synopsis

With the 50th anniversary special of Doctor Who about to film, the "Classic" Doctors are keen to be involved. But with the anniversary drawing ever closer, will they manage to succeed?

Propaganda

The best thing to come out of the 50th anniversary tbh (anonymous)

The Doctor’s Meditation

Synopsis

As the Doctor prepares for his upcoming demise, he beds down in an unusual location. (prequel to The Magician's Apprentice)

Propaganda

adhd 12th dr canon !!! (anonymous)

Farewell Sarah-Jane

Synopsis

Friends, enemies, and loved ones from throughout Sarah-Jane's life come to pay their respects at her funeral

(its about 15 minutes long and well worth a listen, especially if you enjoyed the Sarah-Jane Adventures, its all on YouTube at https://youtu.be/F8sU45ax2Hs )

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

#round 1

38 notes · View notes

life-winners-liveblog · 3 months

Note

Music seems to be working!

Scott: Don't worry about that now, I am going to sing another song just listen to my singing...can you do that?

Grian: I-I ...t-think so...?

Scott: *ehm* (Grow by the Oh Hellos)🎵 Between the seams that line your living room a vine of ivy pushing her way trough and she creeps along, she sinks her roots into the cracks, to pull'em back until the structure's coming loose... And the way the shadows on the wall are cast, look like a twisted apparition from the past and all the memories come flooding fast...🎶

Grian: *whimper*

Scott: Grian, try to concentrate on my voice. 🎶A wilderness you kinda miss, but you were taught you ought to cut it back so you shut it up, you shout it down until you are all white knuckled... You got a lot to learn if you'd settle down~🎵 Grian, now try singing with me ok?

Grian: o-ok? I-ill...t-try...

Scott: 🎵🎶Let be what is (L-et... b-be...) Let be what isn't, It's a natural world we're living. And if you let it alone (a...and i-f...) it will surely grow, Just leave it alone and let it go...🎶🎵

Grian: I...d-don't think I-I c-can do i-it...

Scott: That's fine! Keep listening to my voice. 🎶🎵And when your ziggurats have crumbled down and every stone is trown like seeds across the ground a new Arcadia will come around and multiply until the binds of death have been unbound... So don't you shut it out, don't you shout it down and get your feathers ruffled... You got a lot to learn if you'd just settle down~🎵🎶 Hear the melody and focus on it.

Grian: I a-am!

Scott: 🎵And let the river run its course 'cause see the group all around. Yeah it was always holy, leave the ruins where they fall, leave them all and let the wild take over🎶 Can you try singing along again? It's going to be like last time.

Grian: o-ok!

Scott: 🎶Let be what is (L-let be w-what is), Let be what isn't (Let b-be what isn't), It's a natural world we're living. And if you let it alone it will surely grow (i-it will surely grow), Just leave it alone and let it go (J-just leave it a-alone and l-let it go).🎵 Ok now can you sing on your own?

Grian: Y-yeah! L-let be what is, Let be what isn't, It's a n-natural world we're living. A-and if you let it alone it will surely grow, J-just leave it alone and let it go...

#asks #trafficblr #traffic series #scott smajor #grian #author answers

40 notes · View notes

randomfoggytiger · 3 months

Text

X-Files Musicals: Compilation (2023)

2023 was a big year for me; but crafting amvs for the first time (something I'd dreamed of doing for years) will forever be a treasured highlight.

And I'm not bothered in the least if no one else watches them-- they're my passion project! Mine, mine, mine!

~~~Musicals/Fan Vids/AMVs~~~

Fight Club (Finale)

A much-improved upon episode with a small musical number for each character.

My first edit. It's the sort of jank I don't revisit often (tinkered a little too much with it); but that avoidance doesn't diminish the sense of accomplishment that two weeks of constant obstacles and setbacks and eventual success still gives.

Fight Club: Finale Redone with Less Kathy Griffiths

What it says on the tin.

TINH: Scully’s Solo

I Dreamed a Dream got me right in the heart as a small child; got me again when Susan Boyle sang it; and still gets me every time I watch my own amv over and over and over again. ;)))

S2 Abduction: Mulder’s Torment

Beautifully done, if I do say so-- leaning into the dark side of Mulder's torment during Scully's Season 2 absence. "There is no curse or evil spell/That's worse than one we give ourselves," after all.

Drivin’ Right Along

Good ol' The Muppets chaos as Drive's Crump (Kermit) and Mulder (Fozzie) take on the open road.

Hungry: Everything Is Food/Our Town: Everything Is Food

Pulled this from the amazing Popeye movie: small towns and burger obsessions are a universal invariant.

Krycek and Marita: Loathe to Love

I had to use "You're My Little Chu-Chi Face" from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, I had to.

Syzygy: Everything You Can Do I Can Do Better

This really is a perfect fit for that whole fiasco, isn't it? (Also, really proud of how I utilized Mulder and Scully's bicker in the hallway~.)

Mulder and Samantha: Miracle of Miracles

Fiddler on the Roof's first debut; and my own special, transformative twist on the Tailor's triumphant love song.

Amor Fati: If I Never Knew You

A wonderful find from @welsharcher-- gotta throw in some romantic Disney tunes sooner or later! (And it turned out magnificently, if I do say so myself.)

Arcadia: People Will Say We’re in Love

Although Scully's singing sections had to be pared down, this little vid came together quite nicely in the end~.

Scully, Far from the Home She Loves

Second Fiddler on the Roof song-- tried to create this in the style of a loosely told travelogue.

CSM and Diana: The Riddle

The drama of The Scarlet Pimpernel cannot be denied; but it was so much fun to take one of the songs then craft it around Diana and CSM with Mulder caught in the middle (..."OF OOOOOOOOOOONE LONG, TREACHEROUS RIDDLE!")

The Mulders: Sunrise, Sunset

The last of the Fiddler on the Roof amvs. This time, we focus on Bill and Tena Mulder-- to great effect, I hope.

~~~ Proud of all of them! ~~~

Thanks for reading~

Enjoy!

#txf #The Musical #Compilation #2023 #xfiles #x-files #the x files #amv #edit #xf fanvid #xf vid

21 notes · View notes

00ops1e · 10 months

Text

Sunshine for Everyone pt.2

Pricefield! Fluff!

Life is Strange - Max Caufield x Chloe Price

After saving Chloe at the expense of Arcadia Bay, our favorite girls are forced to flee their hometown. It soon becomes apparent that while they can run from the storm, running from their desires just isn't plausible.

click here for part one

“I swear I could sleep forever,” Max mutters, cuddling into the blanket further. The motel had proven to be a good idea, using someone else’s hot water and blankets was always nice. The pair were too tired to even notice the television only had four channels, or that the mattress was a little lumpy. Maybe things just weren’t so bad if they had each other.

“We can stay as long as you'd like,” Chloe trails off, “s’cheap enough anyways we deserve a vacation.” she babbles with eyes half closed, no longer sure of her words. The girls lay in bed, inches between. The last room available happened to be a single, and she had managed to haggle the price down, so fucking score again. When the man in the office mentioned the single bed, Chloe felt something flutter deep in her gut. It was a giddy, childlike feeling, but muddled with some sort of anxiety.

Max shifted in the bed, mind still racing, “Will you hold me?” She heard the words fall from her lips before they even registered in her brain. The question appears to catch both girls off guard. It hung in the air for a moment, Max began to babble, face growing red, “I- 'm sorry I really didn’t mean to… I just, I can't stop it's all too much. I don’t know what's w-wrong with me.”

Without hesitation, she pulls the smaller girl into her arms, as if rehearsed, as if Chloe had been waiting a lifetime. Instantly the tension evicts Max’s body. The sweet musk of her shampoo, perfume, whatever it was completely enveloped Chloe. Holding her tight just felt natural, like all was well with the world. Comforting others has never come easy for Chloe, always awkward, never knowing what to say or do. Not with Max though, she made everything easy. Existing with her felt like hearing an old song and singing along perfectly, yet recalling none of the lyrics. She traces small circles into Max’s back, the smaller girl somewhat buried in her chest.

“There is nothing wrong with you,” Chloe starts, angry at the world for putting her max through all of this, “y-you didn't ask for any of this. You shouldn't have seen even half the shit you did. Max, I swear to you if there was a way I could take it all away, I’d do it.” Max looks up at her, tears in those beautiful blue eyes threatening to spill. A pang of fear hits Chloe right in the gut. Did she say something wrong? Did Chloe cause those tears?

She begins to ramble, “Shit, I’m not saying I'm not glad I found you again, or that you shouldn’t have saved me or-or anything like that,” a sense of urgency laced her tone, god she was supposed to be helping not making it worse. “I just- I wish I could fix it, seriously Max. I am so so fucking happy you’re with me again. I don’t know, I guess, i-i just feel like it's all my fault” Her voice thickened towards the end, holding back a sob. ‘This is not about you Chloe,’ she thinks, reprimanding herself for being so selfish. But the guilt had been festering, gnawing at her organs like some feral dog with a bone. She was the reason the whole world had turned upside down.

“C-Chloe,” Max mumbled, sitting up to look at her properly. With shaky hands, she took the girl's face in her hands. Forcing Chloe to meet her eyes, hands lingering on her cheeks a bit too long before pushing the messy blue hair behind her ears. Her hands rest languidly on Chloe’s shoulders, reassuring her somehow. Max sat and contemplated her next words before answering, “None of this was you, okay? This is some freak-supernatural stuff okay? I do not blame you. Do you hear me? Please don't ever think that. I’d go through it all again if it meant I had you. Chloe, you're my best friend.”

It was like Max was able to reach inside and undo the knots in Chloe’s stomach. No one had ever done so with such ease, such grace. Not even Rachel, though that hurt to admit. Max just knew her, regardless of the years apart. Deep down, way below the rough punk girl exterior, Chloe was still the same little girl Max had grown up with. A soft smile inched its way to the surface, god how could she not smile looking at her? The way her hair fell, perfectly framed those soft doe eyes. Those fucking freckles and long lashes. The way Max would look up at her, eyelids heavy, how could anyone keep a straight face? Chloe hadn’t realized she was staring until she felt a soft squeeze on her shoulder.

“Thank you,” Chloe mustered up, embarrassment pricking at her cheeks. She shifted in place, yearning for closeness once more. These feelings, they can't be normal. Max’s words reverberate in her skull, ‘my best friend’ they stung a little. Those ten letters formed a lump in her throat, a pit in her chest. The words had some sort of mal effect on her, and she just couldn’t pinpoint the reason. Chloe once again chalked it up to just feeling weird about Arcadia.

The blank look in Chloe’s eyes prompts Max to speak. Whatever had her in such a trance could not possibly be kind. Max used a shaky hand to brush the girl’s cheek, “Do you think we could get some sleep now?” she proposed, pulling Chloe from the complexities that danced in her mind.

She nods silently and lays her head on the pillow, wriggling slightly to settle in. Max drapes an arm around her shoulders, pulling that mess of blue hair onto her chest. Upon feeling the weight on her chest, Max lets out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. This was a comfort unknown to her, never before had she felt this light. An absentminded hand travels to Chloe’s hair, despite all the bleach and dye damn it was soft. With her fingers tangled in the blue locks, everything felt right in the world.

“Everything that happened was so terrible,” Max breathes, wanting to offer one final comfort before slumber claimed them both, “It was so terrible, we’re not okay. But we’re gonna be. We can work through it Price, we’re a team and-and we can heal together. I’ll help you, we don't have to face things alone.” max consoled, her voice wavering ever so slightly.

“It's you and me against the world Caufield, now and forever,” Chloe assured, tightening her grip on the smaller girl, as if afraid she’d get snatched away, “seriously max, what would I do without you?” she let out a small chuckle before closing her eyes and passing out, still entangled with her best friend.

I have yet to begin writing the rest of this (call of duty brainrot is taking over my life) but i promise my google doc has many many ideas. stay tuned ig? lots of love, liz

#life is strange #lis 1 #lis #life is strange fanfiction #chloe price #max caulfield #chloe x max #max x chloe #pricefield #rachel amber #kate marsh #friends to lovers #sapphic #syd matters #obstacles

52 notes · View notes