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profound-imagination · 1 year

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Finding Home - Eris Vanserra - Part 4

A/N - Sorry for the wait on this! It's been a crazy week! I'm off to Disney World for two weeks so it's been crazy packing and getting ready! Got a 9 hour flight tomorrow so send me requests to write!!

T/W - I don't think there are any!

Enjoy ❤️

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It had taken a week for Eris to recover enough that you could travel to Velaris. Rhys had not been happy that Nox was now his sons but he took one look at his son and knew he couldn't separate them. Eris, unsurprisingly, had fallen in love with the wolf puppy from the moment Kallias had brought him to the cottage. The little puppy you had affectionately named Blaze, an ode to Eris and his Fire magic and to the unusual reddish brown fur he had. Puppy and future High Lord had been inseparable since they met. "It's like he was made for Autumn, Y/N!" Eris has said, childlike excitement filling his voice as soon as Kallias was out of earshot and he was scooping the puppy into his arms, you'd laughed at him and you realised your mate had never been allowed to express himself like this as a child. "Have you ever had a birthday party, Eris?" He looked at you, confusion filling his gaze. "No sweetness, why do you ask?" Your heart was sad for him. "Not even as a child?" He shook his head. "No love, none of us did." You made a mental note to talk to Elain about throwing your mates a birthday party.

By the time you'd arrived in Velaris, Beron had already arrived in Hewn City. Rhys was going through plans with Eris, Lucien and his brothers about how to best manage the situation, Blaze trotting after your mate. Eris would only give up his Court if it was the only way to ensure your safety and you weren't about to let him do that. Mor had whisked you away, just as Rhys had done with your mate but for a very different reason.

She led you into a formal sitting room, where you found Elain and one of the most beautiful females you had ever seen. You thought Eris and Lucien were kissed by fire, this female was loved by it. You could see them in her face and dropped into a curtsy when she looked at you. "My Lady." She smiled at you warmly. "Daughter of Autumn, it is lovely to meet you." You must've looked confused as she continued talking. "Are you not the Cauldron made sister who is mated to my oldest son? The sister who has always stood by my youngest son?" Elain cringed and all you could do was nod. She turned her attention to Elain. "Fear not child, mating bonds are difficult and I know my Lucien can be intimidating, what with the eye and all." Elain smiled gently. "It's not that, My Lady, Lucien is wonderful and he's been so patient with me, but you see, it felt like the last choice I had was taken from me." The Lady of Autumn nodded at Elain. "I understand." She beckoned you to sit with them and you did. "It's funny, two sisters, mated to two brothers, just like with the Night Court, but two completely different reactions to their bonds."

Elain looked uncomfortable again so you spoke instead. "I struggled here, the life Rhysand built for Feyre, for me and my other sisters, it didn't fit me, I was drowning, My Lady and Eris pulled me out, truth be told I was in love with him long before I knew of the bond, I'd had time to accept what my sisters and I were, I had less than any of them when we were taken from the human realm, Elain was to be married, and in the course of one night she was no longer human and she had a mate." Eris' mother nodded. "My son, he's good to you?" You smiled widely thinking of him. "Yes My Lady, more than good, he's kind and gentle, everything is my choice, he treats me with nothing but love and respect." Her smile mirrored yours as you kept talking. "It's a true testament to you, how you raised him." Her smile was still there but it no longer reached her eyes. "I fear sometimes my husband's cruelty broke him." You shook your head. "It did not and I will not allow it to in the future."

Mor came back for the three of you an hour later, and the Lady of Autumn surprised you both by offering an arm to both you and Elain. You followed Mor into the dining room where the others were waiting to head to the Court of Nightmares to meet with the High Lord of Autumn. Eris had gotten changed since you'd arrived, his cosy jumper and loose fitting trousers had been replaced by a well fitting tunic in the most beautiful green with golden leaves embroidered around the collar and trousers, his favoured hunting boots on his feet and stopping at his knee. "Mother." He breathed out and ran at her like a child and wrapped her in his arms, Lucien wasn't far behind as he joined the reunion, it was heartwarming to see the three of them in such an embrace. "We must go now boys, before your father knows I'm gone." She said, kissing each of them on the forehead. She turned to Rhys. "Thank you, Rhysand, for allowing me to see your city, it is beautiful, I hope one day to see more of it." He smiled. "Of course, you are welcome here anytime, just send word, you will always have a safe place here in Velaris."

The Lady of Autumn had winnowed herself back to her chambers and Eris was by your side again. "I don't suppose you'll listen if I ask you not to come?" You shook your head. "Absolutely not, we do this together." You slipped your hand into his and he winnowed you down the mountain. Winnowing with Eris was different to with Rhys and Az, different from winnowing with Feyre. Rhys and Feyre were pure darkness, like the abyss had swallowed you whole. Az could only winnow due to his shadows, it wasn't as dark as with the High Lord and Lady but a murky darkness, as if you were stood in the thickest of fogs. Winnowing with Eris was wind, autumn leaves and fire, but it never burned. You were surprised to see Helion when you found your feet again. "Hello little lady." He said, shooting a flirty little smile at you, Eris' hand tightened around yours. It was petty but you loved the jealousy radiating off of him when you sent your own flirty smile back with a bat of your eyelashes. Beron was already in the meeting room when you entered with Helion, Lucien and Eris were to enter together, after Nesta and Elain, before Azriel and Cassian and Feyre and Rhys would enter last.

The High Lord of Autumn scoffed at you, giving you the dirtiest look you'd ever seen. "Now, now Beron, were here to play nice." Helion said as he put his hand on your back and guided you to a chair, pulling it out for you and taking the one on your left. Nesta and Elain entered, looking the polar opposite of each other, one radiating death, the other life, they took their seats, leaving a space between them, one for Cassian in the middle of your sisters and the one left empty next to Helion was for Azriel you assumed. The brothers of Autumn entered next, puppy trailing the oldest. Beron glaring at them both, neither paying any heed to their father, their faces masks of pure boredom. Lucien took the empty seat next to Elain and to your surprise, Eris took the one to your right, the one next to Rhys' chair, they would sit together, united. He dropped a kiss on your head as he walked behind you. A message to his father. This is my female and you will not take her from me. Cassian and Azriel were power incarnate as they entered the room, taking their respective seats. The air in the room stopped flowing as the High Lord and Lady entered, matching expressions on their faces. This was a game Rhys had been playing for hundreds of years, a game that Feyre had learned and perfected quickly. Rhys sat and Feyre offered her chair to the Lady of Autumn who had been expected to stand behind her husband for the whole meeting. "I insist, you are our guest, please, have a seat." Feyre had said and sat on Rhys' lap instead.

"Hello mother." Lucien broke the silence, smiling at his mother from across the table. "Do not acknowledge the boy. He forfeited the right to call you mother when he betrayed us." Beron spat at his wife. "Now, now father, you can't expect him to not want to talk to his mother after being apart from her for so long." Eris' voice mimicking the tone his father had used perfectly, his mask was fully in place now, not a shred of your Eris was left as he lent back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "You're no better boy." His father shot back and you wondered how long Rhys would let this go on for. The answer was a while, Beron was going on and on, throwing harsh words and insults at your mate, with the odd one thrown in about Lucien, about his mother, about you and your blood was boiling. You weren't overly sure what had come over you when you stood abruptly and slammed your hands onto the table, all eyes snapping to you.

"How dare you?!" You seethed at the High Lord. "How dare you, send your lackeys into my home, take my mate, your son, your heir, chain him up, torture him and then sit there and act like you aren't the reason we are all here, you pathetic, angry little male!" Beron was red in the face but you continued. "You sit there and throw insults at your oldest and youngest son's, at your wife! You are the reason Lucien left, because he was happy and you couldn't stand it! Say what you want about me, I don't care, but you will not speak about your son's or your wife like this, you want respect? Try earning it, Autumn is a joke, and it will be until you're off the throne. You sit and make threats about picking a different heir, well go ahead, your best two options are in this room, Eris or Lucien! Your other sons couldn't make a bed between them, let alone run a court!" Your chest was heaving and Beron was on his feet by the time you finished. "I will not have you speak, whore. You dare disrespect me?!" You saw the High Lady of Autumn stand. "I disrespect you because you disrespect my mate! My friend and their mother!"

"Why should either one of these failures be the future of my court. The young, careless one, who's too soft, takes after his mother too much, she coddled him too much, babied him, let him think it was okay to love who he wanted to love, as if that has anything to do with it! Their mother is a stupid fool, a dreamer, it took her too long to learn her place and then there's Eris, so much like me, so ready to take my throne, but he won't, he's failed, by aligning himself with you girl." Everyone was silent. "Beron, that's enough, we're here to talk peace." The Lady of Autumn said quietly, his hand moved almost to quickly for you to follow as fire slapped her across the face, her head whipping to the side. Beron was on a tirade, screaming about his wife, about Lucien who had stood to go towards his mother, Eris was tense but didn't react knowing it would worsen the situation. You hadn't even notice Helion's hands curl into fists. "You say pick and heir girl?! Who would you have me choose? Both are aligned with the Night Court, both have insignificant mates, at least your sister has a gift. The Cauldron didn't consider you special enough for that did it?" Eris stood then. "Father-" He was cut off by his mother. "There is only one choice, Beron, because Lucien isn't your heir." For a split second, you could've heard a pin drop. "He's mine and you will not touch my son or my mate again, Beron." Helion broke the silence, his hands hitting the table as he stood and then all hell broke loose.

Lucien dove for his mother, moving her behind him, Eris pushed you at Rhys and went for his mother as well, Blaze going with him, growling. Cassian grabbed Elain and Nesta, Beron dove at Helion across the table, Az drew his dagger and the room was shrouded in darkness. "Enough!!" Rhys commanded the room with so much power that everyone stopped, darkness slipped away and your eyes adjusted back to the light, Helion's lip was split but he'd managed to get Beron to Az who was holding Truth Teller to his throat. "We are here to talk civilly!" Feyre commanded with just as much power as she spoke. "My sisters and the Lady shall leave us, Helion will return to Day, and those of us who remain will discuss this issue." She left no room to be argued with so instead, you walked over to the Lady of Autumn and offered her your hand. "Lady, your son's will be fine, I assure you, join me for tea? I know a wonderful little place, after we've had your face looked at of course." She took your hand and smiled. "I would like that, daughter." You made another move to irritate Beron as you kissed Eris. "I love you, mate." You'd never said that to him before, he'd never said it to you and you didn't give him a chance too as you glided out of the room with his mother, your sisters and Helion following.

Helion had winnowed you all back to Velaris to the River House at your request, you had gone with your sisters, allowing the two mates to have moment to themselves, he had healed her face before turning to you and Elain. "Ask Lucien to come and see me when he's ready." He said as he wrapped you in a hug. "Beautiful Elain you should come as well." He said as he smiled at her. "You would love the gardens." She smiled at him. "We would be honored to visit Helion." She thought for a second and then said "Write to him. Write anything at all, he'll appreciate the effort, he deserves the effort." Helion nodded at her and then winnowed home.

"Would the three of you consider showing me the City?" Eris' mother asked after a few moments of staring at the spot Helion had disappeared from. Elain agreed instantly, Nesta politely declined, more priestesses had joined training and Cassian had finally agreed that the three of them could finally do the training, he still supervised most days though, as did Azriel, but you knew he was mainly there to watch Gywn. You spotted Mor at the door of the house. "Elain, why don't you show the Lady your gardens, I'll join you shortly and we can walk into the city, I just have something to do quickly." They both nodded and Elain led the way to her gardens as you approached Mor.

"Mor, I should've spoken to you sooner, about Eris, do you absolutely hate me?" She looked surprised. "Of course not! He's your mate, Y/N." She sat on the bench next to the door and you joined her. "I wanted to hate him, for what he did to you, for not helping you but the more I saw of him, the more he let down his walls the harder it was to hate him." She sighed and took your hands in hers. "There was a kindness in what he did. Had he helped, had he touched me, we would've been married, that would've been no life for either of us. I know he's told you what really happened. I just hope you don't think less of me." You shook your head. "Of course not! He wants to explain himself to you though, apologise, but only when you're ready." She smiled. "I would like to put it behind us, to try and be his friend, for you, but it'll be a long path, one I'm not sure Rhys, Cass and Azriel are ready to go down yet." You smiled back at her. "I understand, but when we do go down it, I'll be there holding your hand the entire time." She hugged you then. "Oh and Mor, Eris has never been to Starfall, Feyre has said we can stay so he can see it, I'll need a dress." She perked up immediately."We'll go shopping tomorrow!" You laughed at her. "His mother would like to see the city, would you like to join us?" She pulled you up with her. "Absolutely!"

You'd just made it down the steps of the house when the others appeared, Eris spotted you immediately and ran at you, he picked you up and span you round in a circle. "My wonderful, brave, beautiful, crazy little mate!" You laughed at him. "I can't believe you told him off like that!" You met his eyes and saw nothing but pride in them. "No one talks to you like that." You smiled as he kissed you. "Speaking of my mother, where is she?" He murmured into the side of your head. "Elain is showing her the gardens, then we're taking her into the city, she asked to see it, but for the record, if she'd asked me to let her go with Helion, I would've one hundred percent allowed it to happen." He kissed the side of your head. "I know you would've sweetness." You sighed "I can't imagine being kept from you for that long." He pulled back from you and his gaze met yours again. "You never will be."

They had come to an accord, Eris was still heir, Lucien is to never step foot in Autumn again while Beron lives. The Lady of Autumn is allowed to stay for Starfall and then she must return home. You knew there was more that you hadn't been told, but for now, everyone seemed happy and you didn't want to ruin it. Rhys had decided that if the Lady of Autumn wanted to see the city it was best done at night, under the stars and had declared you would all be going for a meal at Rita's that evening once everyone had freshened up.

You were shrieking with laughter as Eris pulled you on top of him as soon as you were alone in your borrowed rooms. Peppering kissed all over your face. "Thank you for defending me." He mumbled over and over again, you smiled at him but you couldn't help the gnawing feeling in your chest that there was something he wasn't telling you. He'd followed Rhys into his office once they'd arrived back at the River House and Rhys had declared the evening plans. You'd tried to follow them in when you were stopped by Azriel stepping out of the shadows. "It's warded, you won't get in, or be able to hear anything if you linger out here." You huffed at the Shadowsinger and crossed your arms over your chest. "Do you remember where your room is? I'd be happy to walk you if you don't?" He asked, you sighed and headed towards your room.

"You look stunning, love." Eris smiled at you from his seat on the edge of the bed, Blaze staring up at him. You'd heard Eris arguing with the puppy from the bathing chambers where you were getting ready about how Blaze couldn't come tonight but he could stay here with Nox, Nyx and the twin wraith baby sitters, the puppy in turn was whining and huffing and it had sounded like they were having an actual conversation. It had taken everything in you not to break down into giggles.

You'd forgotten how amazing the atmosphere in Rita's was, you'd been for a lovely meal at one of the posher restaurants in the city and walked the entirety of it, Eris' hand in yours, his mother holding his other elbow as she took in Velaris, a look of wonderment on her face and then she had retired for the evening, Cassian flying her back to the house, she'd never flown and the General was more than happy to volunteer. Eris shouting after him to be careful as Cassian took off with his mother shreking in delight. Drinking and dancing was the next order of business for you all and it felt nice to relax and let go. Whatever Eris wasn't telling you, you'd fight that battle in the morning, he seemed relaxed now, with your friends and family, drinking and talking with Nesta of all people. Much to everyone's surprise, Mor had asked him to dance and you could've kissed her for the effort she was making with him, he looked to you before accepting her offer and you smiled widely and nodded at him. You had to give it to Beron, the two of them would've made a fabulous looking couple, all beauty and grace as they danced. You were pulled away from watching them when a scarred hand was offered to you. "Azriel, are you asking me to dance?" You raised an eyebrow at the Spymaster who you'd only ever seen dance once, with Nesta. He gave you a shy smile and nodded as you took his hand. "He's not going to kill me is he?" Az mumbled to you as you danced, you could see Eris watching the pair of you over Mor's shoulder. You sent him your most dazzling smile and his attention returned to Mor.

"You seem happy considering." Azriel said quietly into your ear. "Considering what?" You asked him, genuine confusing filling your tone. He froze. "That you can't go back to Autumn, like Lucien? It was part of Beron's terms." The world stopped, the music slipped away and your heart cleaved in two.

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laxmiree · 1 year

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[CN] Season 2 Chapter 38-3 [Freezing Moment] Translation

a.k.a that one chapter where the boys collab together-

⚠️ SPOILER ALERT ⚠️

This post contains a VERY HEAVY SPOILER for the S2 chapters that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

Translation under the cut~

For context, here’s the summary of this chapter batch. tho honestly the summary couldn’t describe how good their silent cooperation in this part lol.

Six days ago, the skywalk under the bloody sun.

A loud gunshot exploded in my ears, and I shuddered uncontrollably, squeezing my eyes shut.

There was no accompanying pain, no irregularity, and even the large, strong hands behind me held me steadily.

I wanted to turn around to see Victor, but a buzzing sound persisted in my ears, my vision was shrouded in a blur of heavy shadows, and a transparent barrier was fleeting beside my temple.

I looked in a trance at the bullet that had fallen at my feet and suddenly heard a sharp and abrupt sound cutting through the air in the distance.

-Bang!

Before I had time to react, there was a slight pain, and all my senses were instantly pulled apart by force.

The second before I lost consciousness, I felt as if I saw a strange and massive flash of white suddenly appear in front of me.

[Switching POV]

A large white fabric appeared out of nowhere with the sound of gunfire, instantly enveloping the girl completely.

Poseidon was the first to react among the crowd and quickly approached Victor.

But it was too late. As the white fabric loosely slid down, it shook a few times and disappeared like a magic trick, leaving Victor alone on the bridge.

Hades: …Where does Nox go?!

Everything happened so suddenly that the crowd remained silent for half a second before the murmur of voices arose.

Victor did not change his expression, as if not surprised by this sudden change, and only looked at a stairway on the side of the bridge with a sullen face.

A steady step was heard at the bottom of the stairs, and an imposing figure soon appeared.

Victor: Ares.

Lucien: Am I interrupting a gathering of old friends here?

Lucien calmly walked up the stairs and indifferently swept through the crowd. The dark coat in the lingering sun outlines a faint silhouette, just like an unapproachable sculpture.

In his left hand, he casually holds a specially styled gun as if he were the perpetrator of the charade.

Hades: Ares, did you do this?!

Poseidon: How amazing! The traitor of the organization... No, Professor Lucien of the Secret Research Division of the Task Force.

Poseidon: Is the show you prepared for the reunion of old friends, a superb performance?

??: Stop wasting time with a traitor! Hand over Nox now!

In the face of a series of unkind questions, Lucien helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

Lucien: Indeed, I am here for the CORE. After all, CORE's existence is too important to be handled so rudely by all of you.

Lucien: It's just that...

Lucien put away his icy smile. His eyes skimmed over the angry and impatient faces in front of him and fell on Victor, who had not said a word.

Lucien: I'd like to know who was responsible for this flashy and poorly executed performance.

Lucien: Mr. Victor, I wonder if you would be willing to give us an answer as to where CORE went.

Like hearing something ridiculous, Victor's eyebrows rose unyieldingly with a scoff, and his tone was full of contempt.

Victor: The CORE carrier used to belong to BS, so why hide her when I can always decide whether she stays or goes?

Victor: Besides, CORE is not necessary for us to achieve our goals

Victor: If it weren't for somebody’s "persistent research”… There would be no CORE in this world anymore.

Lucien smirked and lowered his eyes, leaning leisurely against the bridge's railing.

Lucien: Are you sure you want to continue to confuse the audience, Mr. Victor?

The air was a little frozen, and the tense atmosphere made it impossible for everyone to act rashly.

No one could instantly judge who had taken the girl, and as they looked at each other, Hades kicked the bridge pillar hard.

Hades: I don't have time to listen to your riddles here.

Hades: BOSS, you've been CEO for too long. I'm afraid you've forgotten what BS's style used to be like.

Hades left without looking back, but a sudden black wind blocked his footsteps. As the wind swirled, the dust rolled, and the sky darkened.

The crowd narrowed their eyes and looked up, watching a lone figure standing on the railing not far away.

The white uniforms fluttered in the wind, and the last rays of the sunset reflected a solemn glow, lining the bright and cold amber eyes.

Gavin: [shout] Special Task Force on duty!

Gavin: Everyone put down their weapons immediately and handed over the CORE carrier!

Those sharp words were delivered with an irrefutable command, and the words hit everyone in the room with a strong impact.

A white light flashed in the crowd, and it seemed that someone among the main gods was condensing Evol. Moments later, Poseidon was the first to break the stalemate.

Poseidon: Captain Gavin is forgetful. Didn't you destroy CORE at Monument Square?

He exaggeratedly made a resigned voice and swept an unpredictable expression at Victor, who was standing still.

Poseidon: Not long ago, Gavin's unit came to the headquarters and arrested some organization members for creating contraband.

Gavin slowly raised the gun in his hand, and the cold muzzle of the firearm intentionally pointed at the figure at the end of the crowd.

Gavin: BLACK SWAN is suspected of privately producing contraband, and the Special Task Force has grasped the latest clues.

Gavin: Hades, you have to come with me.

Hades coldly raised his eyes. The birthmark on his face looked hideous. Before he could say anything, Poseidon released an exaggerated gasp and widened his eyes under his mask.

Poseidon: Captain Gavin, you shouldn't talk nonsense.

??: You guys are too loud.

-A mocking scorn interrupted Poseidon, wafting into everyone's ears from high above in the chilly air.

Under the first moonlight, a silver hair glowing with cold light, the backlit figure is lonely and distant, sitting lazily on the top of the bridge pillar.

In the darkness, those pairs of eyes reflected a searing golden light, looking down on everyone.

Hephaestus: Oh, it's getting lively.

Helios smirked, fiddling with a delicate dagger in his hand.

Helios: Is this bunch of idiots also want the CORE?

He scanned the crowd with a disdainful look, manipulating the actions of the others as if they were ants.

The next second, Gavin leaped into the chaotic crowd. The harsh wind whistled past and exploded at the feet of those who took advantage of the chaos to leave.

The air was filled with a dangerous and burning scent, a pale gray mist that seemed to be alive scattered towards Gavin's feet.

However, within a few seconds, the mist was nailed in place by an icicle that suddenly flew out.

Lucien's sharp eyes swept past the several main gods who were condensing Evol and then slightly raised his fingertips.

Several rattling icicles appeared out of nowhere, flying with a freezing cold light, and hung in front of the opponents' necks.

Hades: Ares! You!

There was a "pop" sound as countless icicles shattered and fell. A sharp dagger broke through the ice, straight into the railing beside Lucien.

Helios: Don't do anything unnecessary.

The golden eyes climbed up with gloom, and Helios leaped down sharply, just like a sheathed blade.

In the silent confrontation, a chilling presence suddenly passed through the crowd, and before anyone could react, a stern gun was placed against Poseidon's forehead.

Moonlight glistened in Gavin's eyes, and his clear eyes seemed to ignore that person.

Gavin: Don't move.

Gavin: Otherwise, I don't guarantee your safety.

Poseidon's pupils contracted for a moment, but he quickly regained his pompous tone and raised his hands slightly.

Poseidon: I am a good citizen. It's a pity that Captain Gavin is so unreasonable.

Victor: Wait a minute. We must take care of some internal issues before the special task force can take people away.

Victor's faint voice was heard, and he turned his eyes to Poseidon.

Victor: Poseidon, why don't we discuss your mechanical box first?

Victor: I'm curious. Who gave you the nerve to stir up trouble right under my nose?

In the early winter night, there is an endless coldness, and the floating shadows appear in the night, gradually overlapping over the city.

In the center of Loveland City, the earth is faintly shaking, sending a horrifying roar into the silent night sky.

Like a sigh of relief from the ancient world.

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#they're probably besties #that loves to throw snarky comments at each other LOL #mr love queen's choice #mlqc spoiler #mlqc victor #mlqc gavin #mlqc lucien #mlqc kiro #mlqc translation #mlqc #mlqc cn

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acircusfullofdemons · 5 months

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Ref sheet time!! These guys belong in the paracosm "Phantasmagoria", in the "As the World Falls Down" subcosm.

As the World Falls Down, aka AtWFD/Origins, is The Prequel. To what, exactly? uuuhhhh everything! Basically Life & Death get divorced and have an epic custody battle. Not so basically, Vitalis/Life is trying to kill Lumi & Shadow bc...he hates happiness I dunno man. But they manage to escape Earth I along with their guards (Eloise & Ketrill), Emory, and Theia. Unfortunately, they get separated, and are trying to find each other in the background of Eternal Labyrinth (Phanta/MaaC/FF).

The only ones not pictured are Eloise & Fifi, because I have 0 ideas for them atm.

You can view their toyhouse profiles here.

🏷 : @burningivy @shrimpnymph

( 🧵 ) Lumi Jekyll (she/he/they): Shadow's twin, given powers by Life/Vitalis. Also called "Lucien".

( 🪡 ) Shadow Hyde (he/they): Lucien's twin, given powers by Death/Theia. Also called "Nox".

( 🐰⏳ ) Josephine "Fifi" Allaway (she/it): Goddess of Time, takes the form of a white/tuxedo rabbit. Aligned with Life/Vitalis.

( 🐈‍⬛ ) Emory Warwick (he/they/it): God of Space & Knowledge, takes the form of a black cat. Aligned with Death/Theia.

( 🦌 ) Eloise Jekyll (she/her): Lucien's guard, created by Life/Vitalis. The first Angel, takes the form of a deer or white cat.

( 🐺🖤 ) Ketrill Hyde (he/it/they): Shadow's guard, created by Death/Theia. The first Demon, takes the form of a black wolf.

( 💀🥀 ) Theia Mortimer (she/her): Goddess of Death, ex-wife of Life/Vitalis.

( 🌿 ) Vitalis Zotius (he/him): God of Life, ex-husband of Death/Theia.

#paraportal #madd art #art #ref sheet #character design #ocs #original characters #digital art #luka.txt #console: phantasmagoria #luka.png #game: as the world falls down #lucien jekyll #vincent hyde #emory warwick #ketrill hyde #theia mortimer #vitalis zoticus #lukas circus oddities

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darling-archeron · 1 year

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Mild angst, a college au. Rated T. 2.9k words

Feyre Archeron is just trying to get through the end of the semester and move on. Rhysand Nox has spent the past year reeling from the breakup that shattered his heart. The last time they saw each other, things ended in disaster. As fate would have it, they meet again.

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Feyre scanned the apartment herself, conscious of all the things that had changed since he had last been there – the last time they had spoken. Many of the same paintings and furniture adorned the room, but the pictures had been swapped out or removed altogether. The frame that once held the two of them carving pumpkins was now a picture of her and Lucien. Other pictures of him and his friends had been swapped out for different friends, people he wouldn’t recognize.

She wouldn’t tell him for anything that none of her new friends ever made her feel quite as home as his did.

She carefully looked over at Rhys. If he noticed these small differences, he didn’t say anything. His hands were buried in the deep pockets of his coat, hiding his tells.

“Have a seat,” Feyre said, gesturing awkwardly. “I put the painting in storage somewhere. It’ll take me a minute to go find it.”

Rhys nodded but didn’t sit down, just leaned back against her countertop. He was making it clear he had no intention of staying long or making himself at home, even though he was the one who had insisted on this. He didn’t point out that her apartment was tiny, she could hardly have lost it. There were only so many places it would fit.

Feyre disappeared down the hall into the safety of her bedroom. She had lied to Rhys. She knew exactly where the painting was, but she needed a minute to compose herself.

Rhys was back here, in her apartment. And that was fine. That was okay.

Deep breaths, in and out, she coached herself.

No matter that she regretted how things had ended up, perhaps this could be the last little bit of closure for the both of them. Maybe being back at her apartment together would help. It was where so many of their firsts had happened.

She glanced at the unmade bed.

Including –

One year and six months ago

Feyre stumbled through the door with Rhys behind her. He pushed the door shut and reached for her. Their lips met again, Feyre sucking on his lower lip as his hands found her waist.

She was a bit of kindling, and he the fire that ignited her. And she wanted to burn.

Months of dancing around each other, flirting and sly comments, and being pressed up against each other in a darkened living room.

It all narrowed down to now, to Rhys pressing kisses to her mouth and jawline as she backed towards the bed, pulling him with her.

Her hands tugged at the hem of his black t-shirt, a silent request. He pressed another kiss between the juncture of her jaw and neck before pulling away just enough to shuck off the shirt with her help.

The short black bodycon dress was much sexier and more revealing than her typical going-out attire, but she had never been gladder for Mor’s insistence as Rhys’s gaze roamed her body up and down. He leaned back in – another kiss as their lips met – and his hand traveled down to the curve of her ass and squeezed.

Then, Feyre decided, it was time for the dress to come off.

She spun around, pulling her hair out of the way and giving Rhys what she knew was a damn good view of her backside.

His hands found the zipper of her dress. It slid down her body and fell to the floor, leaving her in her lacy black bra and underwear.

Rhysand looked ravenous, and with another hungry kiss, Feyre was consumed.

In the morning, when the frenzy had passed between them and Feyre woke intertwined with Rhys, she didn’t dare move, lest she disturbed him. Instead, she studied the way the light fell across his nose and cheeks through the slanted blinds.

She couldn’t help the grin that crept up on her face. Months of dancing around each other had finally led them here, and Cauldron, had the wait been worth it.

He looked so peaceful – and she felt it, in her bones. For once, all her nagging doubts were quieted. Maybe it was the eye of the storm, but at that moment, with his sleeping body against hers, it felt like she was untouchable, impenetrable to her fears and doubts. It felt like she and Rhysand could last forever.

Present Day

Well aware of the heat rising in her cheeks, Feyre fanned herself, hoping the color would go down.

Rhys was the best she ever had, yes.

That first night had been the one that heralded them into an official relationship. Six months of bliss. But that was months ago, and absolutely not relevant to the current situation.

Turning around to glance in the mirror, Feyre tossed her coat on the bed and took a second to smooth down her wind-tangled hair. She surveyed her paint-stained hoodie – not that mattered, but she didn’t need to appear like she didn’t know how to do her laundry. She shucked off the hoodie and the t-shirt underneath, reaching into her drawer and pulling on a clean shirt one with the Velaris University logo on it.

She didn’t look great – being halfway through finals did that to a person. But it would have to do. She headed to the closet, where the painting was stored.

It had been hung up for a while, first in her room and then in the living room. That had lasted all of a week before she had shoved it in the back of her closet. It was a beautiful piece, some of her best work, but it wasn’t meant to be displayed on her wall. She had almost burned it, but Lucien had done his best to convince her she could use it for portfolio reviews one day. She knew she would never use this piece for something like that, but she let herself tuck it back in the closet and put the matches away.

Moving aside some shoes and boxes in the cramped space, Feyre found it right where it had been left, wrapped in a plastic garbage bag to avoid damage. After a bit of maneuvering, she got it out of the cramped space. She carried it back out to the living room, crinkled black plastic and all. As painful as it would be, she resolved not to shy away from the truth she had held. Rhys deserved to see it, and it wasn’t as if she could make things any worse.

Maybe, in seeing this, he would understand all of the things she hadn’t been able to say.

Rhys looked up from his phone as she re-entered. He was still leaning against her counter, ready for a quick escape. Still, it looked a bit posed and dramatic, as was everything he did. As if he was expecting her to take a reference photo or sketch at any turn. He had been that way since they met.

Ridiculous. This had been his idea.

He didn’t say anything, only raised his eyebrows at the garbage bag.

Feyre unceremoniously held out the large parcel to him, and he hesitantly took it.

“May I?”

She nodded wordlessly, fighting the urge to snatch it out of his hands before he got a glimpse. She hadn’t looked at it herself in a good six months, surely, he didn’t truly need to see it –

But then he had set it on the counter and was carefully tugging the garbage bag off the canvas, revealing the painting inside, and she didn’t know if she wanted him to understand all of it or write it off as nonsense.

She had put so much of both of them in the piece.

Please, understand, she silently begged. She didn’t deserve that kind of understanding, but she desperately wanted it.

Rhys’s breath caught as he took it in.

It depicted two intertwined hands that were unmistakably his and hers – Feyre’s made evident by her tattoos and Rhys by his fancy rich-boy rings and the thin scar on his thumb.

In the background, she had painted a splotchy, impressionist sky. If you looked just right, you could make out other details woven into the night sky – a paintbrush, a swirl of lines reminiscent of one of Rhysand’s tattoos. The outline of a can of soup – a reference to one of their first dates – and a wolf.

The only thing marring it was the dark black splotches covering parts, dark storm clouds across the night sky. They felt jarringly wrong, looking at it now. This was supposed to have been a happy piece, but she had been the furthest thing from happy when she finished it.

The longer she looked at it, the more she hated those dark splotches.

To anyone else, it might have appeared to be just a painting. But to them, back when they were dating, it would have said everything.

The way the hands were intertwined, the love in the small details - all of it said I know you. I know your dreams, and they are mine.

What a wicked liar she had turned out to be.

Rhys didn’t say anything for a long moment. Feyre was caught between him and the painting, embarrassment, and fear.

Shit, this had been a huge mistake. To think she had let him see every vulnerable inch of this painting, inadvertently revealing all the regrets she had along the way -

She cleared her throat to steady her voice. “Like I said, I finished parts of it after we broke up. I didn’t think you would ever see it, so…catharsis. It wasn’t meant to be so depressing originally. I’m sorry, I don’t know why I showed this to you -”

Rhys shook his head, turning to face her head on. “No – it’s beautiful. Nobody has ever made anything so beautiful for me,” he insisted, but she caught the pain in his expression.

She managed a tight smile. “Thank you. I wish –“ she cut herself off. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

“You wish what?”

“Nothing.”

Rhys sighed, a long-drawn-out sound as he shoved his hands back into his coat pockets. “So, finishing this was catharsis for you? After you ended things?”

She nodded.

“I wouldn’t have thought you needed to work through things that badly.”

You have no idea.

“What do you mean?” she asked carefully.

“Well, you made it clear how you felt about me and my feelings towards you,” he said, voice frosty again as he crossed his arms.

“I...I said a lot of things I didn’t mean.”

Rhys was silent for a long moment. “When you said we didn’t have enough love to make things work, did you mean that?

She froze, the memory of the words crashing into her like a tidal wave. She had been so cruel.

“It was what I believed back then,” she said softly. “I said all the wrong things. Things I know now were wrong. And there were so many other things – things I should have said, but didn’t.”

“Clearly,” Rhys said, voice frosty this time. “Maybe if you had talked to me, we could have worked through things together.” He gestured to the painting. “After all, isn’t that what this is all about? Us, together? Unbreaking?”

Feyre fought back the all-too-real tears this time. “I knew this was a bad idea.”

“Why, Feyre? Why is it such a bad idea?”

His words dug into her skin, burrowing deep like barbed wire.

“Because I know you didn’t want to see me. And I’ve been trying to get over you, but I don’t know how, and you’ll never know how sorry I am for everything I said,” she confessed, words pouring out in a torrent.

“I loved you, Feyre. I thought it was enough for you.”

“I know. I…” her voice caught on the words, as they always did. “I loved you too.”

“And yet you decided to tell me what I felt for you. As if you could have imagined – “

“That’s just it! You were growing so distant! How was I supposed to know you – you felt differently?”

She would not cry. She wouldn’t, she wouldn’t, she wouldn’t.

She had worked through this, she was past this.

“When you were painting this, did you know you were going to break it off?”

“No, Rhys! No. When things started to feel wrong, I couldn’t work on it anymore. And then I didn’t touch it until we broke up, and I didn’t think you would ever see this.”

Rhys’s gaze darkened, and she was aware again of how tired he looked, like someone who had too much to bear at that age.

“Then…why did you end things? Were there other reasons?”

She had told him, hadn’t she? Explained exactly why they couldn’t give each other what they needed, why she had to do it?

Maybe not in so many words. That night had been so hard. And she had been too cruel, because she had been afraid, and didn’t know how else to let go. To make him let go.

She didn’t respond for a beat too long.

“Maybe this is why,” Rhys said, voice ragged as he gestured to her. “You never told me anything because you’re so afraid of what might happen. I could tell, back then, but I kept hoping you would trust me, and you would open up –“

Shit, he was completely right. This was what she had hated about herself, what she had spent months in therapy trying to fix after they broke up. He had been distant, too, but he had tried to reach out. She wanted more of him, but she hadn’t given the rest of herself.

“You’re right,” she blurted out, cutting him off. “You’re completely right. And I’m sorry. I didn’t say it then, but I’m saying it now. What I gave you back then wasn’t an explanation, and you deserved one, after everything we went through. I realized that, but by then months had passed and I didn’t know if you’d still want to talk and – “ She cut herself off before she could ramble anymore. “Would you want to sit down? I know you’ve probably had more to do with me than you want today but…if you want, I can try to give you an explanation that you deserve.”

“You don’t need to placate me,” he said, still with heat in his voice.

“That’s not my intention,” Feyre responded steadily. “Look, I’m not going to hold you hostage here. But you deserve a long-overdue explanation, and if you still want it, I’ll try to give it to you. That’s all I can offer.”

He looked taken aback, but wordlessly, he sunk into the worn blue armchair he had migrated to during their spat.

She took the cue to sit down across from him, sitting on the edge of the couch to avoid being swallowed up in the plush fabric.

Where did she even begin? She had rehearsed this conversation in her head when she thought she would never have it, but now it was right in front of her. Rhys was still watching her, not impatient, but waiting.

AN: thank you for reading!! two more parts to go :)

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@thron3ofbooks @the-lonelybarricade @swankii-art-teacher @highladysith @ghostlyrose2 @brieq @cretaceous-therapod @live-the-fangirl-life @achernarlight @reverie-tales @starfall-spirit @starswholistenanddreamsanswered

#acotar #feysand #feysand fic #acotar fic #acosf #feyre archeron #rhysand #sjm universe #sjm fic #kat's writing #the last time

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crimsontroupe · 11 months

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but who do you think is your most kissable muse? and who would react the best (and worst) to a kissy? 👀

(thinking).... It depends on your intentions. And who you are going for. Easiest to get a positive reaction (that is not either confusion, a meltdown or something like that) would be Ran, but only because he either manipulated or led you to a point where a kiss is the only way forward. Men who use seduction to get what they want but are incredibly passionate towards their partners. 11/10 knows what he is doing but feels fake sometimes

Next would be Nox - not because he would react nicely, but because he would eventually enjoy it if he likes you. He enjoys romance but would just crush you if you get to know that tidbit about him. 8/10 he is trying

Aliah is surprisingly easy to kiss - if he likes you. But the moment you fall into his hands, it's the equivalent of a cat batting you around with his paws. Nice kisses but at what cost (very sexy cost but you never want to flip that switch) 7/10 with a 10 on the technique but gets points deducted from his score because he just spins you around until you are tired and then eats you whole

Lucien is kissable but terrified of human warmth and affection to a point that receiving even the gentlest of touches would make him have a meltdown. I say that's just more reason to actually kiss him. solid 4/10 but there is room for improvement

Adonia is married. Kisses on his forehead only. 10/10 forehead kisses tho

Dia does not know or understand what a kiss is 0/10 would not try again. (maybe squish his cheeks, they are very soft) (you would get zapped)

#caemthe #hi i love u #but who would u kiss from here

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theneomerchant · 1 year

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hello fellow Jekyll/Hyde

could i get some masc/neutral purple or vampire themed/related names n prns? /nf

You came to the right Lord! I love gothic names.

Sometimes I get off topic kinda so some are femme, also somehow in the middle I somehow got super off topic and thought my theme was royal? Weird, so some of the neos at the beginning are more royal than gothic.

Highlighted red are ones that I also use

Neopronouns:

Thou/thee/thy/thine

King/kingself

Duke/dukeself

Earl/earlself

Prin/prince

Crown/crownself

Gold/goldself

Noble/nobleself

Goblet/gobletself

Grand/grandself

Liege/liegeself

Lor/lord/lordself

Throne/throneself

Pur/purple/purpleself

Jewel/jewelself

Cour/court/courself

Hon/honour/honourself

Noble/nobleself

Vam/vamp/vampself

Vamp/vampyres

Bat/bats

Fang/fangs

Bite/bites

Blood/bloods

Un/dead/undead

Demon/demons

Noc/nox (nocturnal)

Cor/corpse

Coffin/coffins

Vae/vaem/vaers

Nec/necro/necrom

Gothic/gothics

Shadow/shadows

Mist/mists

Horror/horrors

Doom/dooms

Grim/grims

Mor/bid/morbids

Names:

Raven, Adrienne, Dusk, Grey/Greyson, Keir, Midnight, Noir, Onyx, Ozul, Shadow, Umbra(/Ombra), Gehenna, Gossamer, Inclementia, Nightshade, Perdita, Pestilentia/Pestilence, Solanine, Tristezza, Astaroth, Leviathan, Azrael, Belial, Draven, Lenore, Hemlock, Morte, Necro, Aurora, Calliope, Astrophel, Brendon, Prince(ss), King, Brander, Cadell, Cadogen, Cain/Kane, Alex(ander), Corbin, Corvid, Damian/Damien, Dorian, Dante, Edgar, Alphonse, Rose, Ingram, Elizabeth, Charlotte, Arthur, Duke, Victoria, Eleanor, Henry, Willian, Edward, Augustus, Indulf, Nikolai, Octavius, Lionel, Sverre, Magnus, Derek, Eric, Kingsley, Malik, Malachai, Luxury, Earl, Viscount, Regal, Primrose, Drac/Dracula, Victor/Viktor, Baroque, Poe, Macabre, Magena, Auberon, Ascelin, Blaise, Crow, Bat, Vamp, Eoghan, Hunter, Idris, Jack, Keir, Lucien, Lucio, Lycidas, Lennon

Okay I could do like a million more so I'm stopping myself, I need to go to sleep anyways (have a cold and I need to make myself sleep so I get better #selfcare )

#💌; asks.txt #💌; names.txt #💌; neos.txt #neopronoun #neopronouns #neopronoun suggestions #gothic #gothic neopronouns

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zihette · 5 months

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Can you hear the cries of the Gods that time forgot?

#doodles #ocs #neo #nox #nera #navi #enid #solaris #korvus #ivyenne #lucien #odette #PHEW. THATS A FEW OCS ALRIGHT

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queersrus · 1 year

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Hi, Fukase anon here! Sorry, It never occurred to me that people may have a hard time coming up with things for characters they don't know a lot about. Sorry :( /gen

Anyways, I really love the clown and red theme ideas! Also, since Vocaloid is technically a music software, I was thinking some music-themed names as well! Also, as long as this isn't too specific, could you maybe do some X-themed things since there's a lot of Xs in his design?

I also like the idea of the darker, edgier themes, but I'd rather not have anything explicitly horror/slasher/demon related... as someone who kins Fukase, being associated with that stuff brings back some rough memories :( /nm

I'm sorry if I'm being too specific or picky or anything like that, and I hope everything I've said makes sense! Once again, thank you in advance :)

no worries!!

heres some names and pronouns based of red, clown, dark/edgy themes and the letter x!

Music names:

muse, musa, musica, musette harmony melody, mic, major, minor clef, capelle, capella, cord, chorus note key tone, tempo, timbre bar, beat, bridge, bass, blue, blues sheet, strum, song, singer, sang, string, sonata, soul acoust, adagio, allegro, andante, arpeggio, amp, alto, aria instro, instra, instrumenta rythm/rhythm, ryme/rhyme, rock, rocker orchest, orchestra pitch, pop funk

list here, here

red names:

Altemur, altan, autumn, apple, amaranth, alhambra, alroy danla, desire, desiree parichat, phoenix, pepper, poppy/poppie cher, cherry/cherrie/cherri, crimson, clifford, copper, candy/candie, currant, carmine, carmin, chili, coral, corsen, clancy maroon, merlot, mahogany, mohagan blood, brick, berry/berrie, blush, burgundy, barn, burn, blaze ruby, rust, rusty, rose, raspberry, redd, rede, redde, reder, redi/redie/redy, reddet/redet/reddett/reddette/redett/redette, redeta/reddeta/reddetta/reddeta, redin/redine, redina, redino, roso/rosso, rufus/rufous, rowan, rosa, rosie, roisin, rory, radley, rudyard, radcliff, redmond, redman, rumo, russel/russell, rohan, redford, rufina, reeding/reading, reed, rogan, roone, roth garnet, ginger, gough scarlet, sangria, strawberry, sienna, sorrel/sorrell jam wine, watermelon fire, flame, ferrari, flan/flann, flannel, flanner, flannery, flyn/flynn, flanna vermilion, venetia imperia tart, torch hazel, harkin

clown names:

Joseph, john, joey grock oleg emmett/emet/emmet/emett bozo, barry ronald krusty penny, pogo, pinto charles sunshine weary, willie albert, antonio, arthur daniel, david, demitri/dimitri, Demetrius/demitrius tinsel

actually found a whole wiki here

Dark/Edgy names:

dusk, dagger, draven, drake, draco, damon/daemon, damion/damien/damian grey/gray, gunner/gunnar, greer keir, khaos, knox, kestrel umbra, umbro poison, pain/payne asteroth/astaroth, asher, ammo, astrid chaos, crow, coen, chase, casper, caspian, cassian, carter, cage, colton hades, hemlock, hex, hunter, hawk, harper somber, sombre, sombra, serpent, snake, saber, stone, storm, slade/slayde, sparrow, salem, snow, smoke, slayer necro, natrix, nox, nix, nyx, nero, nash branwen, briar, blackwell, blade/blaid, blair, blase/blaze/blaise raven, reven, requiem, rhapsody/rapsody, rogue, ryder, ryker, raze, razer eris, elysium, ebony jinx, jett/jet, jack, jason lucien, lucius, lock/locke viper, venom, vlad, vane/vain/vein, veil, vee/v wolf/wolfe trix/tryx, trixie, thorn, tyren/tyrin, tirent, torrent, tyranny, toxin, tank, tempest, tanner zeke, zena fox, flask, falkner, falkon/falcon onyx/onix, obsidian xena

X names:

xen/xene, xavier, xena, xeno, xenon, xeon, xero, xerox, xyx, xyr/xyre, xyra, xray, xeny/xenny/xenie, xenia, xander/xzander, xyla, xyler/xylar, xia, xavi, xylia, xylitol, xioa, xu, xan, xanth/xanthe, xanthus, xavia, Xinjiang, xinia, xenophon/xenophone, xayvion/xavion, xochitl, xio, xion, xiona, xiomara, ximena, xanthia

many here

red 3rd p pronouns:

list here and here

clown 3rd p pronouns:

list here and here

edgy/dark 3rd p pronouns:

list here, here

x 3rd p pronouns:

xe/xem, xy/xem, xy/xyr, xe/xyr, xy/lo, xylo/phone xyi/lotl, x/x's, ex/ex's, ex/exes, xay/xem, xay/xyr, xie/xem, xie/xyr xe/no, xeno/xenos, xeno/morph, cross/crossed, cross/crosses, x'ed/out, exed/out, ex/amble

hope these help!

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laplacemail · 1 year

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what was adonia like as a child? how about equinox? and lucien?

Ohhh I've been having fun reading my friends' replies to this! So let me write a little bit for mine.

For Adonia, he had a lot of responsibilities pushed onto him as a kid. As the eldest he made sure the burden of the crown and the responsibilities that were his to keep track of would not fall into his other siblings... but for a long while, it was just him and Olysseus. He is decently older than him, and a lot of his childhood were just private tutors and (later on) keeping track of his brother. He always had a streak of mischievousness to him, and would more often than not sneak into the nearby forest to play. The two of them were close before Photios was born, then Adonia kind of sacrificed what was left of himself to take care of his other brother. I feel like his entire early ears was basically... him taking the role of a father figure to his siblings to varying degrees of success. But you would often find him - or in this case, not find him - missing, and he would be playing by the lake. There is a huge tree that surrounds it, and it is kind of Adonia's special hideout throughout his life (one that Photios knows well). Adonia's parents are very much a clear case of... not people who should not have kids, but people who are too in love with each other that they were never meant to be decent parents. Their focus is on each other. Of course, the future of Ruthia is more important. So Adonia ever since he was a small kid focused on that. To him, making sure things were right was the most important objective.

For Lucien, he surprisingly... had a normal childhood in a very normal planet. His fathers already had some money, so he never wanted for anything. Since young he dedicated his life to music, and there is really nothing noteworthy to him. The fact that he was just a regular man until disaster gripped him by the neck and tried to strangle him is the true horror of his story. He was never somebody who enjoyed conflict or cared much about wars, yet he studied those because you need a certain amount of knowledge if you want to talk in high-profile parties and gatherings. For his story, it is the loss of self and normalcy that you knew. The fact that you can weaponize anything, even your perceived lack of humanity. He was a good kid, by the way. His parents were very loving, and while the idea of pursing a career in music was their idea... Lucien embraced it with his body and soul. It was everything to him.

And Equinox, he spent most of his early years taking care of his younger brother and helping in the library. One favorite thing that he did was to read (and sometimes come up with stories) about fantasy worlds and completely mundane things to Solstice before bed. He was an incredibly caring and loving older brother, and for most of his years that was the case before his father got in contact with him to use Nox as a champion for his needs. But he never once complained about shouldering the burden, and was always somebody who was really proud of his skills. He is actually a big fucking nerd, and even if he does not tend to the library (because it used to actually be full of people back then), he still holds a soft side for books and stories that they tell. Not that he will ever admit to it in any way.

#half light of dawn ; equinox #the last rose of summer ; adonia #the angel in hell ; lucien leroux #omfg thank u for this i had fun writing it. adonia is really basically 'ummm what childhood' but its ok

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nikethestatue · 11 months

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Please give me one word or one sentence opinions on the following characters (skip the ones you don't know)

Aelin

Dorian

Feyre

Rhys

Rowan

Cassian

Elain

Azriel

Gwyn

Emerie

Chaol

Lorcan

Manon

Mor

Elide

Lance Orion

Elide

Nesta

Darius Acrux

Seth Capella

Kaz Brekker

Bella Swan

Edward Cullen

Amren

Lysandra

Lucien Vanserra

Caleb Altair

Addie LaRue

Poppy

Casteel

Geraldine Grus

Jude

Cardan

Eris Vanserra

Helion

Xaden Riorson

Hunt

Danika

North Draven

Nox Draven

Bryce

Gryphon Shore

Atlas Bassinger

Oli Fallows

Darcy Vega

Tory Vega

Gabe Ardern

Oh wow, this is fun. Havent read all of these, but most:

Aelin - messy bitch

Dorian - boring

Feyre - in over her head, but a nice girl

Rhys - scheming High Lord. First love.

Rowan - stoic ice man. Made Aelin tolerable.

Cassian - husband

Elain - bestie

Azriel - tender shadowboy who needs more to do

Gwyn - the Priestess of TooMuchness

Emerie - second bestie

Chaol - also boring

Lorcan - big boi

Manon - bad bitch with the cutest pet

Mor - messy bitch, but not as a compliment. She is a Kardashian.

Elide - Dom!Elide, because she dommed both Lorcan and Manon

Lance Orion - soulmate. Actually me.

Elide - the last SJM virgin

Nesta - Nes is my lazy girl who loves to read smut and loves Cassian. Sadly, friends with Gwyn.

Darius Acrux - love of my life

Seth Capella - favorite wolfie. Another bestie.

Kaz Brekker - have not read. Have no opinion based on the show.

Bella Swan - an object of vampiric obsession

Edward Cullen - the OG broody boy. #teamEdward

Amren - I like a no nonsense woman

Lysandra - not a fave

Lucien Vanserra - loser

Caleb Altair - I'd let him bite me

Addie LaRue - have not read, no opinion

Poppy - goodness. Hot mess express.

Casteel - started off strong. And then fizzled.

Geraldine Grus - annoying

Jude - have not read.

Cardan - have not read.

Eris Vanserra - cold fish

Helion - Daddy

Xaden Riorson - have not read. Looks like Azriel in all the arts

Hunt - murdering teddy bear

Danika - thank god she is dead, or I'd kill her myself

North Draven - man in a suit, who serves his lady food

Nox Draven- tortured and tragic

Bryce - messy bitch in too tight a dress

Gryphon Shore - I'd tap it

Atlas Bassinger - I'd tap it too

Oli Fallows - it's a lotta dick, girl

Darcy Vega - weak sauce

Tory Vega - My Queen

Gabe Ardern - sexy virgin

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melodiaemfrp · 10 months

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Hello, Attuned! Thank you for participating in Melodiae’s twelfth Activity Check! Listed here are characters that did not pass the check (Five (5) days of activity in-server) for the period of Monday, May 8th to Sunday, July 7th.

If you believe your muse(s) are listed here by mistake, you may reach out to the Masterlist on or before Saturday, July 15th. All characters that do not have activity accounted for by 11:59 PM EST on this date will be removed from the server by or before the next inbox run (Tuesday, July 18th)

If you did not pass the check, you also have until Saturday, July 15th to reapp your muse(s) by sending an ask to the Masterlist indicating your intent to reapp the character. You DO NOT have to resubmit the whole application; simply provide your name, the character’s name & series, your OOC contact, and the date in an ask. Muses marked with an asterisk (*) have failed two consecutive checks, and are ineligible to be reapped this way unless they are an OC. These muses must wait one full week, and may resubmit their entire application on or after Saturday, July 22nd.

Muses that are not reapped by 11:59pm EST on Saturday, July 15th will be removed from the server by our inbox run on Tuesday, July 18th.

Thank you for your continued interest in Melodiae!

- The Melodiae Team

ACE ATTORNEY

THE GREAT ACE ATTORNEY

Ryuunosuke Naruhoudou (Mica)

ARKNIGHTS

Ernesto Salas (Tequila) (Hika)

Ling (Hika) *

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Flora) *

Nikolai Gogol (Kit)

Sigma (Rosel)

CHAINSAW MAN

Power (Satsujin)

CODE GEASS

Suzaku Kururugi (Laur)

CRITICAL ROLE

Lucien Tavelle (Aria)

Mollymauk Tealeaf (Myco)

DEATH NOTE

Light Yagami (Light)

Matt (Mail Jeevas) (Aria)

DELTARUNE

Kris (Willow) *

DEMON SLAYER

Rengoku Kyojuro (Rose)

Yoriichi Tsugikuni (Rose)

DETECTIVE CONAN / MAGIC KAITO 1412

Hakuba Saguru (Lucifer)

DEVIL MAY CRY

Dante (Willow)

DON'T STARVE

Charlie (Emberlyn)

DRAGONFABLE

Tomix Danao (Birb)

ELSWORD

Raven Cronwell (Nova Imperator) (Sadie)

ENSEMBLE STARS!

Ibara Saegusa (Aria)

FATE

GRAND ORDER

Enkidu (Lancer) (Aria)

Romani Archaman (Linette)

FINAL FANTASY

XIV

Amour Darling (Pax)

Ardbert (Mica)

Breakfast Sandwich (Emil) *

Charlenaux Valmont (WOL RPR) (Star)

Hilda Ware (Rhia)

Osial viator Lacus (OC) (Owl)

Shara Ruivert (WOL SGE) (Jun)

Zero (Myco)

FIRE EMBLEM

THREE HOUSES

Felix Hugo Fraldarius (Owl)

SACRED STONES

Lyon (Jun)

GENSHIN IMPACT

Kaeya Alberich (Laur)

Zhongli (Ree)

GRANBLUE FANTASY

Lucilius (Aria)

HADES

Zagreus (Moshi)

HONKAI IMPACT 3RD

Elysia (Mikey) *

HONKAI STAR RAIL

Dan Heng (Xing)

Jing Yuan (Hika)

Pom-Pom (Satsujin)

Stelle (Rhia)

HOW TO WIN OVER MY HUSBAND

Rudbeckia de Borgia (Alice)

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Inumaki Toge (Jun)

JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

PART 2

Joseph Joestar (Stan)

PART 5

Leone Abbacchio (Tom)

PART 6

Foo Fighters (Tom)

PART 2

Julius Caesar "Gyro" Zeppeli (Derrick)

KAMEN RIDER

REVICE

Hana Natsuki "Aguilera" (Lucifer)

Yukimi Igarashi (Lottie)

ZERO-ONE

Aruto Hiden (Isu) *

Jin (Lottie) *

KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN!

Fran (Carmen)

LEGEND OF ZELDA

Dark Link (Pax)

MEGAMIND

Megamind (Birb) *

MORIARTY THE PATRIOT

Sherlock Holmes (Rosel)

OCTOPATH TRAVELER

Alfyn Greengrass (Shae)

Temenos Mistral (Shae)

Trousseau (Shae)

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Erika Ishikawa (Rhia)

Grey (Cee)

Shimmer (Rhia)

Witch Princess (Pax)

PERSONA

Elizabeth (Aria)

Minato Arisato (Athiel)

Morgana (Satsujin)

PROJECT MOON

LIBRARY OF RUINA

Hokma (Rosel)

LIMBUS COMPANY

Demian (Rosel)

Don Quixote (Swub)

Faust (Tian)

Galeas Sturm (Fris)

Gregor Samsa (Ghost)

Ryoshu (Rosel)

PROJECT SEKAI

An Shiraishi (Kyuu)

Ena Shinonome (Rhia)

Hatsune Miku (Mikey)

Rui Kamishiro (Fris)

PROMISE OF WIZARD

Figaro Garcia (Ree)

PSYCHEDELICA OF THE BLACK BUTTERFLY

Ai Minato (Carmen)

SUPER SENTAI

DOUBUTSU SENTAI ZYUOHGER

Misao Mondo (Nox)

TEAM FORTRESS 2

Spy (Red) (Birb)

THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES

Michael (Myco)

TOONTOWN

Chip Revvington (Xanthe)

SOUZA SAMONJI

Souza Samonji (Rose)

TRIGUN

STAMPEDE

Millions Knives (Eris)

TSUBASA: RESERVOIR CHRONICLE

Fai D. Fluorite (Ashley)

TWISTED WONDERLAND

Malleus Draconia (Laur)

Morrigan Desrosier (Fris)

WITCH'S HEART

Noel Levine (Lottie)

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