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shunachii · 2 years
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[PLATONIC/FAMILIAL]
Seelie kaeya AU that materialised in my brain n it won’t leave. You bet I’m drawing this properly / writing it all out as a fic but here’s some doodles first! eueueue I’m crying I love them
The hands. *coughs* uhm..,, I didn’t wanna draw them ok.. this was self indulgent after school doodles I didn’t want to stress WHAHAHAH
I have seen seelie kaeya reincarnation before but I want to make it anyway so you can’t stop me.. I haven’t seen it when diluc is in snezhnaya either so… I guess I coined this ver? (lmk if there’s others who’ve done this I want to see)
all in all this is the Shunachii Version ™️ so unique or not this ver is mine (⌒▽⌒)
*squints at post* yeah I think Genshin tumblr will like it
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ofoceansandtombsanew · 2 months
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obsessed with the idea of seelie faerie prince gojou, as charming and as tricksy as all fae are. his snow-white hair eye catching and his azure eyes like gems pressed into his flesh
seelie prince satoru whose very birth shook faerieland as foretold by the stars red, blue and purple stars that soared through the sky the night of his birth
seelie prince satoru who is much more observant than his penchant for revels and merrymaking belies
seelie prince satoru who relishes in obnoxiously getting under the skin of the gentry of his court with his radical ideas that challenge the traditions that have been established for centuries
seelie prince satoru whose court is filled with political strife between three major families- the gojou, zenin and kamo. and it's really just his look this particular luck that he's bleeding out after a particularly harrowing attempt on his life. must have been that petty bastard naoya but in this particular moment, numb from poison and with a bloodied torso it really isn't going to do him any good trying to figure out who sent the now dead assassin after him
he won't die from this, he's been developing an immunity to poison. but even so, this is tough on his body as he sits in a misty forest waiting for the poison to wear off on his body with the scent of iron strong in the air
that's when he sees something that any faerie would consider the worst omen ー he sees you.
faeries are immortal folk. unless someone goes out of their way to kill them, they never die. it's what makes them stronger, far further creatures than humans with their insect-length lifespans
seelie prince satoru who even with his eyes, it's difficult seeing you clearly with poison muddling his senses but he sees the tell-tell white hair and gray skin and he knows you're a banshee
seelie prince satoru who chuckles humorlessly as he accepts that apparently, his luck has run out
he's sure of this as you slowly come closer and closer until he sees you much more clearly. your eyes are bloodshot, as to be expected of your kind. but your eyes might be the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. they're a pale lilac and your pupils are a ghostly white, shockingly light against the reds of your eyes but even that looks beautiful. he never cared particularly for the color red before but in this moment he can understand why red caps crave the color so and satoru thinks that if he is going to hear those damning cries that will seal his fate in this instant, he's glad it's you
banshees were human women that died in grief, right? that died tragedy before the grace of the gods turned them fae. death is a beautiful look on you but he wonders what you'd look if you were still colored in the shades of life that once blossomed over you like spring blooms
and so you part your lips... but rather than wail and scream, announcing to the headless riders of faerie that death is near, death is coming for gojou satoru your eyebrows knit in worry and you ask
"are you alright?" as you kneel by his side, reaching for his wounds carefully. your voice is honestly akin to hearing birdsong in the night, a juxtaposition he wasn't prepared for. "here, let me help you"
apparently the seelie prince's luck is greater still. death won't come for him yet. instead, he's become a hypocrite. an unintelligent hypocrite but he can't quite seem to make himself care in this instance when he is tended to by your cold but gentle touch and your lark-like voice drips like honey from your lips.
whether it's folk or mortal, satoru likens love to a curse that makes those around him stupid. a curse that leads to betrayals, war and frankly too much strife he desires to deal with
yet in this moment, that very curse seemed to course through his veins
stupid is as stupid does, seelie prince satoru's lips part and he asks you as if enraptured in a spell "please marry me and i'll love you more faithfully than any man, fae or otherwise"
as for you... you're simply a banshee who just happened to be in this forest when you spotted an injured elf in the distance and decided to see if he'd accept your help if he didn't outright lose his mind in fear at the sight of you. you think he might have considering the words that left his mouth
it must be the blood loss talking
unfortunately for you and much to the aggravation of suguru and kento, seelie prince satoru's most trusted advisors, satoru was very much serious and fervently keeps referring to you as his future queen when you haven't even accepted the proposal
seelie prince satoru who insists you stay in his palace, at the very least until after a revel in a few moons time he wishes to throw in your honor. as thanks for treating his injuries which are still healing, might he add. anything could happen, what if a banshee needs to herald his death and one isn't around? he would also like the time to woo you over. please? just until then
seelie prince satoru who ignores the ardent whispers that it is bad luck for a banshee to be so close the prince. that insist that death fae are like roaches. surely if one appears, there will be more banshee and dullahan that follow
seelie prince satoru who coldly states that any such insult toward the woman who saved his life will find those who said them hearing the chilling cries they so fear sooner than they'd enjoy
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Sagau
Seelie reader
Yust the creator having a sele form that no one knows about and them causing chaos.
Continuing kind of
Warnings: none
So they weren't supposed to be able to do that? Oh... Okay...
Na they will figure it out.
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• It most definitely took a while to get used to, I mean being able to go from a human to a tiny floating blob of stars isn't something that you get a tutorial for after getting isekai'd. But the opportunities you get to mess with the characters are more than worth it.
• Most people that see you don't think much more than merely a seelie that was graced with a bit of the Creator's energy so they don't bother you much. Of course, violence against anything that the creator has recognized is strictly prohibited and a crime punishable by a life sentence.
• Start following anyone around and you will make them have a brain-dead moment with how many times they have thought the creator is near them.
• Oh and characters like Xiao and Scara can't even swat you away, but unfortunately, they can still ignore you and probably will for some time. Luckily after a while, they will warm up to you and if you decide to leave to confuse another poor soul will most definitely track you down to see if you're okay. My heartttt
• Now some characters like Tighnari and Zhongli would slowly catch on to that you aren't exactly just a seelie. Tighnari would probably leave it at that but Zhongli is a bit more tricky since he has experience in shape-shifting and is way too knowledgeable about anything connected to the creator, you either run now or are exposed and there's no in-between.
• I just can't get over how hilarious a cute, small, hyperactive seelie would look following around the calm and scary characters. Imagine Cyno threatening someone to scare them into spilling info about a runaway thief and you peacefully sleeping between his ears on his headpiece, or Scara berating his subordinates while there's a seelie just nudging his hand trying to get his attention.
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tesnuzzik · 1 year
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The Seelie and the Unseelie
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breannasfluff · 7 months
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Design belongs to @dark-angel-of-muses au, Seelies and Selkies. Ravio is an ace succubus! He's such a cutie, I had to draw him.
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thought-42 · 1 year
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A thing I keep coming back to when thinking about Calamity is how, in another story, Zerxus and Laerryn would have been heros. Like we talk about villain-coding our characters but in some cases that can be so dependant on what the in-story environment is and also what genre they exist in. Zerxus, especially-- I feel like in young adult fiction and nineties/2000s sci-fi movies, the whole point of the narreative was demonstrating that large systems/institutions cannot be trusted, especially those that provide you with one narrative that you're meant to adopt as your history and is meant to inform your entire belief system. If Zerxus had done exactly what he'd done in a dystopian novel/movie, listened to someone who society told him was bad, didn't fully trust him but gave him an opportunity? He'd be the change agent that revealed the dark truths of his society and we'd all be cheering for him. Laerryn I would not call a hero in a different context, but I also have a hard time reading her as a villain even within the canon (but I'm biased). What I will say, is do we all remember that Star Trek (or similar space opera show of your choice) episode where the secret project that somebody was working on saved the day? Or countless pieces of media where acting instantly and thoughtlessly to save someone you care about is romanticized? Yeah. Anyway, disclaimers, this is purely my own reading of the text, I'm probably wrong, I am not in any way saying that what they did didn't have horrific consequences. I am just saying that if we scooped up at least half of the Calamity gang and plunked them down in a different genre and they took the same actions, they'd be the good guys without question.
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osierrasoulo · 6 months
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@dark-angel-of-muses
I saw your post about Twilight being a kelpie and just loved the idea. So here you go! Hope you like it!
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sourtomatola · 7 months
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A au of your fae au
Moon runs over, afraid. Sun is hurt but stops dead in his tracks when he sees Sun. "Sun." Moon whimpers pitifully. Sun truns around his eyes now black with pricing red pupils. Moon counts in his head as Sun rises his arms for a hug *one, two... three.... four*. Moon sees Ecilpes's blood covering Sun's arms and mask. "Brother-" Sun starts, hugging Moon "- Eclipse is gone. I killed him." Sun looks around before asking."Is homeowner ok?" It takes Moon a little bit to answer due to the fear and worry for his brother pumping through vain, but he does "hom-homeowner is fine." Moon studders.
Okay first of all WHO ARE YOU! This is such a delightful slice of angst to read!! I love the idea of Sun falling to become an Unseelie to protect his loved ones!! I started writing a response and saved it as a draft, but when I came back all I could think is-
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r0achezz · 7 months
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Guess who woke up and thought they could draw perspective lmao
this is @dark-angel-of-muses succubus warriors :) I saw the design and instantly fell in love haha
(sorry if he looks weird I’m not very good at perspectives —v—)
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gaysindistress · 6 months
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Day 8 of Halloweek OCT 31: Demise of a nation - unseelie!Bucky x seelie!reader
🚩As all of these will be dark/horror mood boards & blurbs, it goes without saying that there will be dark and/or horror themes. I will add specific warnings if there is anything that may be especially triggering however please keep in mind that dark and/or horror themes will be present regardless.🚩
disclaimer:credits to original creator/poster of image/gif. found on Google/Pinterest.
“Do you think yourself clever, girl?”
My eyes flicker to Lord Steven but they quickly return back to their original place; on the king who lounges behind him. Amusement flashes in his silver blue eyes but he lets nothing cross his stern mask of a face.
“I have asked you a question and as your lord…”
“It appears we are at a cross roads then,” I interrupt the lord and he snarls at me.
“Excuse me?”
“It appears…”
“I heard what you said!”
“that we are at a cross roads then,” I finish without taking my eyes off of the king. He may look like a man but I know that beneath his calm and collected demeanor lies a monster. He is Unseelie; he feeds on chaos and destruction while sipping wine. Grotesque horns and foul fangs rip from his skin when he chooses. He laughs when Seelie cry and plead for their lives.
The king is Unseelie Fae and he is my mate.
Lord Steven stomps towards me, gripping me by the chin, and forces me to look him in the eyes, “what do you mean?”
I look him up and down, “you are not my lord.”
A horrifying smile stretches across his Unseelie face as his own fangs and bark like skin appears.
“If I am not your lord and you will not answer my questions then will you obey your king?”
I let out a snort, “I have no king.”
Although I can’t see him, I can hear my mate shift in his throne and make his own noise of annoyance.
“Then will you not listen to your mate?”
“Enough,” his demanding voice booms across the room. Lord Steven lets go of my chin and retreats to his spot next to the king’s throne. The king has taken to leaning against his fist as he studies me. He’s searching for something I would never willingly give over and when he doesn’t find it, he sighs disappointedly.
“Tell me, mate, why the Seelie army has gathered outside my castle’s walls.”
I shrug.
“Seeing as you are the only Seelie Fae here,” he trails off, insinuating that I need to finish his sentence but I do not.
I straighten my shoulders and take a half step backward which sends the guards around me into high alert. The tip of a sword digs into my back and I smile for a brief moment.
“I hope that you have prepared yourself, mate,” I shoot back with an edge of vengeance and malice in my words, “for the demise of your nation is coming.”
As if on cue, a roar of a thousand Seelie Fae soldiers is heard from outside and a guard comes bursting into the throne room. He’s panting and looks terrified as he stutters out that the Seelie have breached the wall. The king lets out a growl that rattles the windows as his true form breaks free.
“What did you do?” He snaps at me but all I do is smile back at him as my army storms the castle.
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shunachii · 2 years
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Finally organising my thoughts to write the seelie kaeya au!! I’m not an expert narrative writer I’m ngl so it will take a while before it flows well,, I’m better at description and snippets of dialogue.
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desiderium-eden · 26 days
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One day ... she will have made more allies than anyone else in royal au.
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All the friends.
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All the presents.
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Sagau
Readers seelies
Here we go... About to die from the cuteness.
Warnings: none
Kinda continuing this post
Habshdbb they have a cult of what now?!? How the hell djbejnsj
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• If you think that the cult is made up of only human-type creatures... Heh, your wrong in soo many ways. About anything that breathes adores the land you walk on. But good news, most other beings aren't as protective and overbearing, more so just happy to be around you.
• And as you can guess this includes seelies as well. Running across the land messing with people and making trouble, has made you have quite a few run-ins with the adorable balls of smushable material, and every single one has started to follow you after that.
• At first you thought that this wasn't good, but after considering it for a while there was nothing wrong with them tagging along that you could think of, as far as you knew they didn't eat in-game and just kinda floated around not doing much. So you ended up with a travel group of seelies.
• Traveling with them was so fast, all of you just floating over mountains and oceans, also setting up camp and making food was a lot more manageable. A few seelies went out gathering food in pairs to be able to carry it, while others just stayed at camp to watch you set up a makeshift tent you learned to make. And nights are spent with seelies sleeping comfortably on you or around you, with nothing daring to interrupt the creator's peaceful sleep.
• I can already imagine how many times someone was simply walking when a bunch of seelies pass them by like it was a normal Sunday evening. Most probably thought they wore hallucinating because of something they ate, but news spreads fast and it will take no more than a week for almost the whole nation knows about this weird travel group.
• Things quiet down pretty quickly when they figure out that one of the seelies is blessed by the creator themselves and no one wants to disturb something that the creator's seelie is doing. They gave you that title after a while
• Achievement unlocked: The cult of cuteness
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arcxnumvitae · 2 months
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Brecaea
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"The sea..." The prince murmured to himself as he stared out at the expanse of the ocean. His mother would have found the sight beautiful. Waves lapped at the shore only inches away from his feet. If he took another step he could even...
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"Wow, it sure goes out pretty far!" Eilidh's voice shattered the momentary peace that had fallen over him. The other gentry stood several paces away chatting among each other. In the midst of them stood Tara, as she usually did. Eilidh and Iomhar chattered amongst themselves, tripping and talking over each other in the midst of their excitement. Aodh did not speak from his spot beside them, yet his gaze never strayed far from Eilidh.
Standing alone, Camhlaidh's gaze trailed inland to rest briefly on his father and Seòras deep in discussion. Guards surrounded the king, alert for any danger. They hid it well in view of the denizens from the other lands, but the prince could sense their discomfort in a land other than their own. His father was harder to read, and Seòras near impossible. He could only hope things went smoothly, or that he at the least would make his father proud.
For the second time in only a minute, Eilidh's voice broke through his thoughts as the woman pointed at figures further down the beach.
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"Look! A baby!"
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lurafita · 3 months
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Just me spitballing a Malec reverse au re-write kinda thing
Reverse AU, featuring my chaotic brain process whenever I try to figure stuff out.
Okay, Malec, because of course Malec.
And reversed roles, but also not just reversed roles, because they aren't carbon copies of each other, so I need to make things different, while not making them too different.
Also, if I want Malec as the two main characters, I might have to "extend" their significance? But then again, wouldn't that just make them Mary Sue-ish? And do I care about that?
Okay, so warlock Alec and shadowhunter Magnus. But not simply swapping places, because they are not simply the same person.
So how about we try, Magnus is not HOTI or acting HOTI. Alec might be high warlock, though.
Magnus is the son of the circle founder, but that's his mother. (Since canon didn't give any info on her I can use her as I want).
I still want Asmodeus to be Magnus' father, but I also want Magnus to not have magic, which he would if Asmodeus was a demon.
So how about at the time of Magnus being conceived, Asmodeus was still an arch angel, and sleeping with the shadowhunter was actually the thing that made him fall.
(though at first, no one knows about all that)
(or, well, no one knows about the Asmodeus thing, but that Magnus is the son of the traitor shadowhunter who made the circle is widely known.)
Magnus is openly bisexual, likes to rub his "life-style" into his superior's faces, and is known to favor downworlders (though is often mistrusted by them, because of who his mother is)
Alec is the son of a high ranking demon, don't know which one, though. (could actually even go all the way up to Satan, but that might be too op?)
Or go the other way around. His demonic parent wasn't all that powerful, but Alec has spent most of his immortal life training his magical ability to be more powerful, and so has achieved his own status. Kinda.
Gotta think about this.
So, yeah, unsure about Alec's specific origins.
Makeshift family with Izzy, Jace, Max, no blood relation whatsoever, though.
Max could be the newest member of the family. Jace a vampire, because my brain thinks it's funny if he can't see his reflection. Izzy a fellow warlock, who specializes in another field than Alec, who is more battle oriented with his magic, while Izzy is more interested in the variety of magic.
Clary could be a seelie, Jace could at one point drink Magnus' (extra angel) blood and become a day walker
Then Simon could be the new shadowhunter on the block, though it is questionable if there needs to be that whole complicated backstory with blocked sight and stolen memories… maybe a psychological reaction from onset trauma as a child, that then stabilized over the years, so that he was able to rejoin the shadow world…. Gotta think of this one,too
Magnus and Raphael would be best friends and shadowhunting partners, but not parabatai. (partly because I'm not a big fan of the parabatai bond in general, and partly because I get the vibe that Raphael and Magnus are the kinda people who strife to become good partners without runic assistence.)
The NY institute could actually be the place where the Clave sends its troublemakers, aka anyone who doesn't conform to their ways. (anyone not straight, etc)
Which could lead to the institute being pretty understaffed, (because why have lots of shadowhunters in an institute if you only ever make use of the same 4 people to take care of everything?)
Ragnor would make a good HOTI. I like the thought of Ragnor as HOTI. He would be in a perpetual state of being exasperated and fond of the shadowhunters under his command. (Magnus most of all)
I don't know where to put Luke.
So, meeting between Malec. ...
Maybe something more indirect that leads up to it?
Okay, so the family unit that is Alec, Izzy and Max (and Jace), move to New York.
(maybe the rumor mill goes something like shadowhunters in NY being more easy going with the downworld, or something. Or just that there are less shadowhunters in NY than in other places).
And since Max has had a particularly bad experience and is still so young, they decide that he would benefit from the new environment. And maybe Andrew is the high warlock in new york, but he wants a vacation, so he is all too happy to shove that responsibility into Alec's capable hands.
And then Magnus and his team need to close a rift, so they contact the high warlock, but Alec is with the vamp clan, to help Jace move in or something. So then Izzy goes in his stead.
But unbeknownst to anyone, Max follows them. Because he doesn't trust the shadowhunters not to hurt his "sister".
Closing the rift drains Izzy, and as she collapses, Raphael catches her. Max, who has been spying from a hidden place, can't help but see his sister in danger, and his magic reacts.
But he doesn't have great control, and his emotional turmoil makes like a fire spiral form around him. Izzy's magic is too depleted to try and control the fire, Max is panicking which makes the flames grow ever higher and higher.
So Magnus chucks his jacket and jumps through the fire spiral. There are some tense seconds, before the gathered people can hear the sounds of singing (?) (like a lullabye or something).
And then the firey spiral slows down and shrinks, until they can see (a slightly singed) Magnus rocking young Max and singing to him to calm him down.
Magnus and Raphael (plus Maia and Dot?) keep this little tidbit out of the report, no need to tell the higher ups that there is a warlock child who can't yet properly control his magic.
Alec learns of it all later from both Izzy and Max, and seeks out Magnus to thank him/get a read on him.
(I do like the image of Magnus jumping through fire to calm down a hysterical child, not gonna lie. And then Raphael hitting him over the head for not activating his fire resistence rune first.)
Also, whenever there is a clave envoy sent to visit the institute, Magnus makes sure to put on extra makeup and sparkly jewelry. And wear a t-shirt with a bisexual pun.
His fashion sense normally abhorrs those shirts, but if those stuck up homophobes make an appearance, he needs them to know that he "Likes his women like he likes his men"
And I have actually no real idea for actual plot..... so this is pretty much worthless. *insert rofl emoji here*
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HELLO
IT IS I
JOHN-NON
I AM BACK
I have been gone a long time
But seelie FL Childe has awoken something in me
Because you MUST know the lore of the seelies
The seelies were once a powerful face, but their forms withered and their memories were lost for one very distinct reason
They had been cursed at birth to lose their forms if they ever fell in love with a human
I’m sure you can do something fun with that and Childe
(Now that I exist again, I can commit Masktaglia angst for you and actually do it)
- John-non
John-non,,,, looks at you over my glasses is that a challenge? /lh (WELCOME BACK MY DEAR <3333) seelie fae Childe, who's a trusted subordinate of the queen of his realm, the Tsaritsa. in order to prevent her people from falling further, she ordered any humans who treaded on her land to be swiftly dealt with, mostly by her Harbingers, which Childe was the Eleventh. he loved his job, tricking humans into their quick and often painful deaths, if they weren't already comatose from frostbite, and he loved nothing more than when he got to do battle with the humans who put up a fight until, that is, he met you the Tsaritsa informs him of someone lurking around the outer edges of the realm, and Childe is quick to accept the assignment, thrilled at another chance to prove himself. he arrives swiftly at the location and spots you, bundled in a thick jacket and quietly admiring the snow. you're undeniably peaceful, and Childe finds himself hesitating, taking a step back and wincing when he hears the undeniable crunch of a branch beneath his boots. you look over and lock eyes with him, staring into deep, lightless blue… and wave. all you do is smile softly and wave, inclining your head before turning back to looking at the snow, and Childe has to force himself to turn away instead of revealing himself completely that night Childe's lost in thought, always coming 'round back to you, the sweet human who looked so amazed at the concept of snow. the Tsaritsa thinks you're gone, and you are- you're outside the realm, and Childe hopes it stays like that for your own sake his heart thumps once, and there's a sharp pain in his palms. lifting them to his face reveals blood, dark red, and the harrowing sight of his fingers lengthening into claws everything else is a blur. all Childe remembers is running, running for his life, and transforming horribly with a mask cementing to his face and horns sprouting from his head and his voice giving out before finally dragging himself outside of the seelie world, outside his home, and collapsing. he wheezes, breaths labored through his new lungs and mouth and coming out as whimpers the sharp teeth scare him. but the missing memories scare him more. where is he? who is he? why is he here? all he remembers is you, vaguely, and the warm, glowing aura you emitted. so Childe, now fallen, pulls his aching, pained body to its feet in search of you, clinging to the only soft, warm thing he remembers in this world the next day, the Tsaritsa announces a need for a new Harbinger
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