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fortheloveofarchons · 1 month

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Rapunther (A Xiaoaether Tangled AU)

This whole story was inspired by @rueleaf-art on Instagram and Tumblr! Go check her out!!

Rapunther, a young man with long, golden hair, seeks to watch the lanterns that his father insisted are just merely "stars".

Xiao, a wanted general from another kingdom that goes by the title of Alatus, seeks a safe refuge so that he would not go back to serve the king who once tortured him and his yaksha companions for evil deeds.

What happens... if the two of them meet for the first time? Will Rapunther be able to witness the "stars" he yearns as a child locked inside a tower?

Will the wanted general find solace and love from someone he just met?

Will Rapunther finally escape from the shackles of the tower he once called home?

This brings you the Tangled AU of this ship, Rapunther.

This is a story of a boy named Rapunther.

And it all starts with the sun.

Now, once upon a time, a single drop of golden sunlight fell from the heavens, and from this small drop of sun fell onto an Inteyvat flower amidst a giant field of blossoming flowers. The flower that once consists of white and light blue petals, is now a magical, golden flower.

Many years passed, the kingdom was ruled by a king and queen, and the queen is expecting a child. Unfortunately, the queen was frail and sick. Her breaths were slow and soft, her eyes sunken and dark from exhaustion, and she could barely move from her bed. As time is running out, the people of the kingdom would try to find any miracle, be it herbs, alchemy, or even elemental magic.

Yet, none of them seemed to work.

That is, until they heard of a legend called the golden Inteyvat flower, where it can cure all sickness and diseases. Why is it called a legend, you may ask?

You see, that specific flower came from a land that was once abandoned during the war. It’s people have passed away, either from being murdered or due to the side effects of the war, which is called ‘Erosion’, It is where it can cause a person to lose their sense of self, from their memories to their own bodies, fading like a sand that’s blown away from the wind.

As Inteyvat flowers wilt quickly, it was even impossible to find them after the events of the war.

The only detail that was not mentioned about the legend… was that it was hoarded by a man named Chlothar Eide. Instead of sharing the heavens’ gift, he resented the Gods for not seeking aid to him during the war, and thus he hoarded the flower all to himself, to prevent himself from eroding, keeping him alive for hundreds of years.

And all he had to do… was to sing a song to it.

Mu fla, mon cravi shaviri

Pu makriya

Vu, melodie son nafluri

Mu fla, mon cravi shaviri

Pu mashi na

Hu lu mi sche yo

Diri

Rilacri

Si yu mi flavi

Drim cra ri chi di piu

Melodi, suvinavi

Rilacri

Si yu mi flavi

Drim cra ri chi di piu

Melodi, suvina

In the blink of an eye, the old man transformed. His wrinkles gradually disappear, his once grey hair regains its youthful black hue, and his mind feels refreshed and rejuvenated. He stood before the flower, a vision of his younger self, letting out a cackling laughter for his hidden salvation.

That is, until he hears subtle footsteps.

In a quick moment, he grabs a basket that is covered with leaves and twigs that resembles like a bush, and covers the flower up quickly, dimming the golden light. Yet, as he quickly turns to leave, his lamplight that’s hanging from his arm accidentally knocks out of the basket, revealing the bright flower. Without realising it, he runs to hide in another bush, carefully watching to see who was out there.

Just then, a few soldiers arrive, lamplights in their hand to search for the flower. Due to Chloatar’s carelessness, they found the golden flower in a field of wilted flowers that crumbled like dust.

“We found it!”

They carefully dug the flower out and carried it to their kingdom.

Meanwhile, Chloatar could only stare intensely, watching as the flower gradually disappeared from his sight.

With the petals of the golden flower carefully plucked onto the water, the king carefully holds the bowl while the queen sips the magic of the golden flower, healing her.

With the miracle, a pair of twins were born.

Two healthy babies. A prince and a princess.

Aether and Lumine.

With beautiful golden hair, one longer and one shorter.

To celebrate their birth, the king and queen launched two flying lanterns into the sky.

For that one moment, everything was perfect. Yet, it was shattered over their heads like a beer bottle.

Because that’s all it is.

A moment.

“Finally… It's done. You two were such a pain to deal with.” Chlothar throws away the stained beer bottle, shattering onto the floor. Both the king and queen’s head were stained with blood, tainting the white pillows and bedsheets. The canopy bed had fallen to the ground, a sign of a struggle from the both of them.

“Thankfully, with this herb I sneaked into your meals. Both of you were too weak to fight against me.” He throws away the brown round pills onto the floor, smashing the contents into pieces until it turns into dust. The sounds of the twins’ wails made Chlothar blink back to reality, remembering his task.

“Right… the magical flowers .”

He walks towards the crib.

The moment he sees the twins’ blonde hair, the sounds of their cries drown out in his mind, his smile as wide as a butcher’s knife.

He looked towards the baby with longer hair, gently touching his soft and silky hair against his wrinkled fingers with spots.

“You cannot mock me more than fate itself already has.”

Chloatar sings the same song to them, watching their hair turn from a blonde to a bright golden hue. He grabs a small knife from his pocket, intending to cut a few strands in hopes to keep the golden hued hair to preserve his youth. Instead, the moment he cuts it, the hair reverts back to its light blonde hue, and his body and mind are reverted back to his current self, dishevelled and old with an insane look on his face.

“No… No!”

Seeing his only power fading, Chloatar had no choice.

He took one of the twins, and ran away from the palace.

And just like that, the prince was gone.

The kingdom searched and searched everywhere, but they could not find the prince. Due to the fears of losing their male heir and maintaining their power in a patriarchal monarchy, they announced to their people that their ‘princess’ Aether is the one that was kidnapped and missing, while ‘prince’ Lumine is the heir for now.

Deep within a forest, in a hidden tower, Chlothar raised the child as his own. He had found his new magic flower, but this time, he was determined to keep it hidden.

“Why can’t I go outside?” The child asked.

“The outside world is a dangerous place, filled with horrible, selfish people.” Chlothar said, humming as he brushes Rapunther’s hair, that glows as bright as the fire down the chimney. “You must stay here, where you are safe. Do you understand, flower?”

“Yes father.” The child said, gazing at the closed window.

What Chlothar forgot one thing, is that the tower could not hide anything. Each year on the twins’ birthday, the king and queen would release thousands of lanterns into the sky, in hope that one day, their lost prince would return.

Rapunther would always sneak out, his long hair cascading down the steps, He would carefully open the windows to gaze at the brightly lit lanterns, hoping that one day…

He’ll be able to hold it.

I hope you enjoy this chapter! I have updated a new chapter on this story and that I have added disclaimers on the very first chapter of the story. Do check it out if you are interested or if you want to know more about this story!

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postwarlevi · 2 years

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A moment with Post-war Levi inspired by Tangled's Kingdom Dance scene? I think yes🥰

It's one of Levi's first times actually going out with you since the end of the war and he's done wonderful progress healing, preferring to use his cane rather than his chair. Getting tired of walking, you give him the chance to sit down and rest while you finishing buying whatever fresh goods are available that you could use for dinner that night.

Reluctantly, he sits and waits for you to return, but the sound of your laughter has him back on his feet at a regretfully fast movement to his healing knee. He all but stumbles through the crowd and freezes the moment he spots you dancing around. The music roars through the air and there's people cheering, but he can only focus on the dazzling smile on your face as you twist and turn with such joy to the music.

And he realizes that he's never seen you dance before. Not even on nights after a rather successful expedition when the Scouts would dance their worries away after a drink or two.

People join in and pull you every which way, but you reach out for Levi time and time again. You've had about five different partners up to this point and try again to reach out for Levi.

He doesn't hesitate to pull you in. You crash against him and for a moment, he forgets his cane. You're enough to keep him upright.

Levi gives a gentle "C'mon," but doesn't do anything to move away. Instead, he's mesmerized by this joyful, carefree version of yourself that he just witnessed. And for a moment, he wishes he could dance with you, he wishes the nagging of his injuries would quiet down for a bit, give him the pleasure of swaying with you.

It's a feeling that sticks with him for the entirety of the walk back home, long after you've already put the things away and washed up for the night. And quietly, he just holds you close, swaying from side to side and absolutely enjoying the soft humming of a melody that ripples through your throat.

Hi dear! I apologize you letting this (and something else…) sit in my inbox. I'm very bad at that :( (also tumblr was fighting me!!)

But this is so sweet and adorable and I wanted to do something with it! Uh, might've turned it a slight tad angsty. 1400+ words

Levis worked very hard to get the use of his legs back, and is so much further along then just a month ago. You've been with him the whole time, pushing him when he needs it, telling him to take it slower others. You're so proud of his progress.

"I wanna leave the chair today." He knows this could mean trouble, with lots of walking ahead, but he has to try.

"Of course." You say confidently, getting his cane. Maybe you're a little nervous, but today is the day he wants to try, so you are supportive.

"What do you want for dinner today?" You ask while going at a pace that you hope won't bother Levis leg. You have a small cart with you to help hold what you get.

So far, so good though. "Whatever you pick will be fine. Something fresh." He likes to help you in the kitchen with the produce you pick.

It takes a short while to get to town and the vendors and you start out at your normal spots, getting fruits and vegetables, spices, teas, and more.

Soon you realize Levi lagging behind. "Are you okay?" You ask with concern.

"I'm sorry, it's just…" He huffs, annoyed with himself. He isn't even carrying all the bags and still needs a break.

"Don't be sorry! Let's go sit down." You sense how he's feeling and wish he wouldn't.

You get Levi settled in a good spot and leave what you've already bought with him.

"This okay?" You ask softly, standing in front of him and pushing his hair back.

"Yeah, thanks." He leans into your touch and you bend to kiss his forehead.

You go to finish up and Levi people watches in the meantime. It's getting a little crowded and he's lost sight of you.

He doesn't think much of it until he starts to hear a commotion and your voice can be heard. His heart drops as he jumps up, regretting it immediately. Partly because his leg, and also because the noise you made wasn't one of despair.

He leaves the bags, sure no one will bother them, and moves to find you. There's a sudden burst of music and cheering and after a moment, there you are, dancing along with the crowd, smiling ear to ear.

Levi can just watch, you're aura so bright you're positively glowing. You see him and wave and he smiles as you get turned around, your joy easily spreading to him.

Levi stands there a little to long and when his leg spasms his smile fades some. Even if this isn't a usual activity of his, if he had wanted to join you, it would be difficult.

He leans on his cane and moves his weight off the one leg the best he can. If there was a sign of grief on his face he wipes it away before you can notice, not wanting to upset your moment.

He watches your dress and hair float along behind you, following as you change partners. You catch his eye every time you swing by him, so radiant he swears he can't feel any pain.

You want so badly for him to join, in the back of your mind you realize it would be quite an astonishing thing, but you still wish it. You would slow down for him, sway happily to the fast music with everyone still twirling behind you.

And you could almost swear he wants the same. So on your next turn around, you reach out of formation with everyone else, and time seems to relax as Levi also reaches for you, leaving the cane clattering to the ground as your hands find each others.

You bump chests from the force, but you hold him tightly when he starts to stumble. He grips onto your sides for support and leans forward into your arms, close enough to feel the hot air against his cheek as you try to slow your breathing.

"Hi." You giggle as he smiles again, and he feels safe in your hold. He reaches a hand up and thumbs your cheek.

"So, you like to dance." He notes.

You kiss his cheek. "I guess a little. But don't think-" You try to make sure he knows your best is just being with him.

"One day." Levi says, almost sorrowfully.

You shake your head, mouth opening again, but he stops you.

"One day, we'll dance. Promise?" He means it as a statement, but it comes out a question, his eyes almost pleading for a reassuring response.

Oh, how this man holds all of your heart. "Levi, you can do anything. I can't wait for that day." And with a voice only above a whisper you quiet any negativity that might have clouded his mind.

"You're beautiful." He says into your ear, resting his head on your shoulder. His words also mean I love you, and I can't picture my life without you. Do you know he never would have made it this far without you?

You squeeze him and stay latched onto each other for a short time.

"Come on, let's get going." You pull away first, picking up Levis cane. He takes it and heads back to where he left your bags, and you go get the ones you left at the vendor before the impromptu dance session.

Turning around to head over to Levi you pause when you see he's still going a bit slow. It breaks your heart knowing how bad he wants to be bad to his old self. There's still so much work to do, and though you know he can and you'll be right there with him, you hope he doesn't push himself too hard.

"Ready to go?" You ask, keeping your thoughts to yourself for now.

As much goes in the cart as can fit and Levi insists on taking the other bags from you. You let him but will argue if you see it's getting too much.

"We got a lot of good stuff today." You smile about the lot of goodies you have. "It's a little late so, maybe we'll save the squash for tomorrow. Oh, how about the pasta and peppers this evening?"

You notice it takes Levi a moment to respond and look to check in with him. "Levi?" He's pushing himself again.

You stop so he stops, and you forcefully pull the bags he's holding away from him and set them and the cart down.

He puts most of his weight on the cane and is surprised when you almost jump forward and hold his cheeks, kissing his lips softly.

"You'll get there. I know it." You assure him. "It will take time. And that's okay."

He sighs and nods and let's you carry the bags and slows down.

"Can I help you make dinner?" He asks quietly.

"Of course. I love when you help me." He can do that sitting down most of the time, and still be with you while doing it.

As you get closer to home you mindlessly hum the tune you danced to, and it doesn't go unnoticed.

Levi doesn't say anything as he gets stuck in his own head. It was clear you wanted him to join. And he wanted to so bad. Not that he liked dancing, but just to do it with you.

It will take time. He knows you're right. Your support and encouragement are a comfort to him. He'll benefit from it most on days he thinks it's not worth trying, and seek it out even after he doesn't need the cane anymore.

Things are put away once you're home and dinner is made. It's an easy evening as you have things to do in the morning, so you clean up and finish the night helping Levi with some leg exercises.

"You're doing so well." You tell him again, leaning in to kiss him anytime you see his eyebrows twitch, indicating some discomfort.

He looks into your eyes as he finishes the last round with your assistance. It has been getting easier, and he believes you when you tell him he can get through this.

"Do you remember the name of the song?" Levi asks later on after you've settled in bed, hand caressing your cheek.

You tell him with a yawn, already half asleep, snuggling closer to him.

"I had a lovely evening." You say it in a way that means thank you, you've got this, and good night, all in one.

"Good night, love." Levi saves the song name with him, so that he can have it play once he's able to fulfill the promise.

#levi ackerman #levi #aot #attack on titan #captain levi #levi fluff #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman fluff #levi x reader #captain levi ackerman #captain levi x reader #levi angst #angst #slight angst #tangled inspired #wow this fought me while trying to safe it #thank you for your patience #inspired by

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nemo-of-house-hamartia · 2 years

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*puts "Kingdom Dance" on repeat for the next 32483 hours, until the artworks is done*

No regrets. NO REGRETS.

I had this artwork in making for *ages*, it was high time I started to actually finish it. So yesterday night I said, WHY NOT?

And she is not alone in there, someone else is on the other half of the artwork, looking ABSOLUTELY lovestruck (seriously, I couldn't help giggling each time I looked at how I drew Jacob lol).

What can I say? Dorothea is my Princess, my Queen, and I absolutely love drawing her, alongside Jacob. They both are so intertwined in my mind, I cannot draw one without the other lol. it makes no sense in my head anymore lol.

Anyway, Sorry for the lack of variety, but eh, as you might have understood by now, I just draw what makes me happy! 😅😅lololol

*twirls away in the shadow to properly finish this artwork*

--Nemo

#Dorothea Starrick #tdq!au #tangled #kingdom dance #my oc #my au #Nemo Sketches WIP #tangled inspired

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noodles-and-tea · 2 months

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They’re so silly <3

#they’re probably like hiding from someone idk #it was vaguely inspired by that one bit in tangled ;)#my art #Merlin #arthur pendragon #bbc merlin #merthur

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confused-bagel · 3 months

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I like to imagine Maria enjoys making dresses on her free time

(don’t tag as ship)

JAN 24 2024

#when will my life begin from tangled actually inspired this piece #shadow the hedgehog #maria robotnik #ark siblings #my art

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sunlightdrop · 2 months

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rapunzel's braid ✿

#rapunzel #tangled #tanglededit #disneyedit #disney #animationedit #filmedit #punzie #tangled tuesday #♡#*edits #*gifset #:D!!!!!#i had a punzie braid inspired look for my wedding ;;w;; fun fact!!

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sariphantom · 4 months

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Took part in a TMNT Gallery Secret Santa 2023 on Twitter, and I was assigned to be @hitokshellart's Secret Santa. I couldn't settle on just giving them one gift, so I decided to give them TWO gifts instead.

Y’know, I really glad TMNT Gallery made me @hitokshellart’s Secret Santa because that gave me the PERFECT opportunity to draw some Big Mama’s Child fanart.

Merry Christmas, @hitokshellart, and have a Happy New Year 🥳

#my art #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #save rottmnt #rise season 3 #save rise of the tmnt #unpause rottmnt #unpause rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #fyp #big mama’s child #leosagi #rottmnt mayhem #rottmnt leo #usagi yuichi #secret santa #tmnt gallery secret santa 2023 #totally inspired by tangled

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solasan · 8 months

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something i cant stop thinking abt is how the tadpole might affect the party in combat. i dont mean like... getting distracted or something. i mean like they must be able to sense each other on a low level anyway, always buzzing in the back of their head, a heartbeat away from connection. they fight as a pack not bc theyre good fighters, but bc they just know, instinctively, where the others are and what they need. one of them winds up for a hit and another already has a spell ready to make it hurt. two melee fighters work in tandem, slipping over and between and beside each other, less like individuals than they are one hivemind in separate bodies. the ranged fighters spot everything, from how the others move to what blind spots their enemies are going to exploit, and they step up to cover those blindnesses before they can be taken advantage of. theyre not the best adventuring party just bc individually they're formidable; it's bc together, knowing each other on an intimate level that none of them can escape or describe, they're one movement. one hand. one sword. u know????

#posts inspired by how many times my party have been tangled up in the initiative order <3 #idk this might sound stupid im just. thinking. thinking many thoughts.#bg3 posting /

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emocheremuha · 19 days

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dig me right into the hole if I die here, I won't feel anymore and my words get all choked up in my mouth in a tunnel I'll swell up, filled with doubt

#digital artist #artists on tumblr #spideypool #artwork #deadpool #spideypool fanart #amazing spider man #peter parker #wade wilson #inspired by fanfiction #the tangled web we weave

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mynameisvarian · 2 years

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#Birb #Palismen #tangled Inspired #The Owl House #Something #i dont know how to use tags :(#Have An Amazing Day!

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ohno-wallace · 1 year

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Happy Valentine’s to only them

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fortheloveofarchons · 18 days

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Alatus saves Rapunther from the tower

“Rapunther.” Xiao folds his arms from the base of the tower, letting out an irritating glare. “Are you sure you can do this?”

Rapunther, feeling vulnerable from above, turns his face away instinctively. “I’m fine! I just… need a moment.”

A gentle breeze rustles the curtains in the window, the only light being available was that of the bright sun, and the hook on top of the window holds onto Rapunther’s hair, radiating a soft glow. He sighs, trying to relax his body on the exhales, and turns to face outside. The cool wind feels good against his warm skin.

His feet presses onto the cool brick, letting in a shaky inhale. After all, he wanted to do everything but step out of his safety bubble.

What was it like for my father to do this? He always looks up when I slowly pull him down so… I should do that, right?

He lets out a shaky exhale, to be brave is to try things even if you are afraid. Even if there are consequences for said actions, at least… you tried something, right?

Rapunther begins to adjust his long hair onto the hook as if it's a sturdy rope.

“Rapunther…” Paimon chirps in comfort, flying next to him with their little wings.

Rapunther gives them a gentle smile, letting out an exhale. “I’m alright, Paimon. I can do this.”

He turns to the sanctuary that fills his boredom, the place where he grew up. Rapunther looks down onto the unknown depths, then looks back at the tower.

“I’ll see you later.”

With a deep breath, he wraps his hands around the improvised hair rope and begins his descent. Each movement is deliberate and calculated, his long hair cascading behind him like a graceful waterfall as he lowers himself inch by inch, without looking down. With each downward pull, his muscles strain against the weight of his body, his feet plastered to the brick walls to secure himself.

Meanwhile, Alatus sits on the grass, putting his arm on his knee. He stares up at the struggling stranger pulling himself down.

“...Incomprehensible.” Alatus closes his eyes, taking in the gentle breeze.

Back to Rapunther, the wind whips around him, tousling his hair and sending it swirling in the air like a banner of defiance against the sky.

“I can do this… I can do this…” Rapunther recites those words like a mantra, tiny beads of sweat dripping out of his forehead–

CLANK!!!

The hook that’s been holding on for many years of pulling his father up and down, finally breaks out from the clasp. With a soft gasp escaping from Rapunther’s lips, he fell down from his position, his hair swayed in the currents of the wind like a messy halo.

“Aaaaaaahhhhh!”

“Rapunther!!!” Paimon chirps out in fear, flying down to Rapunther.

Hearing the sound, Alatus looks up to the source of the sound, his eyes became wide from this scene above him.

Rapunther could feel his insides rising in his throat as he fell. He saw the ground getting closer and closer, and a teardrop flew above his head.

Was this a sign… that I shouldn’t go outside at all?

Was my father right?

I wanted to be brave… and yet…

Alatus immediately throws himself off the ground, and his body flies through the wind, propelling himself further by pushing himself up from the bricks of the tower. In the blink of an eye, he closes the distance between them, and wraps his arms around Rapunther’s body.

“A– Alatus?!”

Rapunther feels the faintest sigh of relief against his ears, sending shivers down his spine from the Wanted General’s touch.

“I got you.” Alatus whispers. For just a moment, they stare at each other, suspended in the air, falling together. Rapunther forgot about the fact that he was falling down from the tower, only staring at Alatus. Alatus’s pink breechcloth was flying against the current of the wind, and the purple mark on his forehead was finally visible past his hair. Tears were still prickling Rapunther’s eyes, and so Alatus freed one of his hands for just a moment, and graced his thumb along Rapunther’s cheek, wiping the tears away.

“Hold on to me.”

That sent Rapunther’s head spinning.

In a flash, Alatus is already back on the soft ground, and Rapunther’s eyes are shut tight from anticipation, his long fluffy hair gently landing on the grass. Rapunther’s grip against Alatus’s arm was still tight...

#ao3 fanfic #ao3fic #genshin impact #xiao genshin impact #xiao angst #xiao #xiaother #xiaoaether #genshin aether #genshin impact aether #aether angst #tangled inspired #tangled #xiao x aether #aether x xiao #fluff and feels #fluff and romance #fluff and humor #fluff and angst

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inkeyjay · 1 year

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iulia post iulia post

Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill i will conquer -

Meet iulia, one of my dnd characters, formerly an Oath of Conquest paladin. Like Leondras, the founding mother of her former order, she decided to break her oath and raise her sword towards the very institution that instructed her.

She's my character in @royalsea-art's grand scheme of things

First image is how she started on the campaign. Recently turned 19, fresh in a different city, trying to be lawful and impose peace (yes, she was a cop, bear with me)

Second image is from the customary masquerade session.

Aaaand then the incident* happened *we got bamboozled (she trusted her order and an old friend against the party's advice and all she got was treason)

I did not choose the song so do not perceive me, Iulia's song is Queen of peace by florence + the machine but they made me use ed sheeran against my will

So! Long story short, she sacrified so the rest of the party could escape, dying in the process. This is the moment when i think she definitely broke her oath and cut ties with her order.

Eeeexcept she did not die, and was saved from the fire and rubble by Nirilde (the eyepatch one) (gay behaviour enemies to lovers shit if you ask me) (i may have some homoerotic swordfighting sketches) a member of the cult the party has been fighting against from the beggining. (the party members still think she died)

She was held hostage for some time but in the end managed to escape and partially recover from her burns. she looks like this right now:

She now marches for The Sun, ready to defend the people she loves from the same people that managed to corrupt Leondras' legacy, the same ones she fought all those years ago.

Sunlight brings warmth, but it can also start a fire.

The night she died, iulia was a spark.

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