#Sparkwrites

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

"Feather, Fang, Teeth and tail"

Do you wish to fly far, little one?

In the depths of nights with glittering stars overhead;

will you leave all that fills you with dread?

will you claim your future as your own?

Marks carved across your skin,

in ink and glittering magical pens.

Tattoos of sigils from times of old,

some to make you change, some to make you bold.

Did you hold up the world, little one,

as it all came crashing down?

Did those sharp teeth you bear with glittering grins

tear your path to freedom again?

Iron coating snarling jaw,

monster frozen, yearning to unthaw.

Is that what your father told you, my dear?

when he crafted you into a being to fear?

Atlas of sharpened claws and growling teeth,

Can you ever hide what you're meant to be?

Will your Armor ever make you tough,

or will that mask never be enough?

Worthy was not a word your own hands should have written,

but a response to everything, no matter who you've bitten.

Atlas, Armor, are you flying far and free?

Or are you still chained by what sigils say you'll be?

[sparky-is-spiders]

Heyyyyy. Guess who wrote a fic (nswf)

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

Notes - Wintercry:

Ava: used to sleeping in daily servant wear. doesn't touch her bed aside from nights and waking up, and of course making it in case of inspections

Eve: has a nest of rough blankets in the guard tower. Sleeps in it so she can keep an ear out for anyone approaching the gate, as usually they don't have another person to take over the shifts.

Sapphire: used to plush beds and specific nightgowns, though the ones she has are too small. Thinner blankets, as her kingdom is warmer normally

August: used to plush beds and thicker blankets, likes to sleep with more weight, curled up a little more

picture your ocs. now picture your ocs cozy in bed

[bladespark]

how much would you estimate the price for the discord plushies to be? they’re so adorable but i can’t find info for that 😓

They're $180 each, and I have one left from the current batch. I apologize that I'm extremely disorganized, it's been a HELL of a decade, and yeah 2015 was about the last time I was "with it" in any meaningful way. That said, tumblr is NOT my main platform, I am most up to date and informative about what I'm up to in my discord server, and on bluesky.

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

A bird perched on a dead tree,

waiting to slay the wild.

This bird has slain nature before,

and now death is knocking upon her child's door.

Creation's child is out causing destruction,

a fate wrought by his own choice.

A fate brought upon one ugly, horrid choice.

[futureailist]

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[lovelypastelroses]

My head is going to explode into a bunch of tiny little stars because the universe in there is expanding rapidly

But I need to sit still and be quiet and try not to let it spill out into the world

I want to scream into the sky, I want to bake my problems away, I want to dance and sing with passion

But there is no ground for me to do so

So I curl into a little ball, so tight it feels like the energy around me will pop and I will turn into a starry black hole

And then I will be free

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

The little fish-adjacent creature stared at Vaeh. And Vaeh stared back. Then she picked up her favorite stuffy- a little wolf with stars sewn into its fur, courtesy of Gramma Isla- and held it out to the child standing close to her.

"Hey, little star, this is Daeira. She's your little sister!" her daddy said, looking at the two with a bit of a furrowed brow. Vaeh had learned how to read both of her dads- and she new that look meant he was worried. She didn't know what was the cause of this worry, though.

Vaeh looked over, locking eyes with her new sister. A bit of her was frustrated- another sibling? Daddy and Uncle Cas already had little Cari to deal with. This was so much at once! However, she knew her Papa had told her she had to be nice to other kids, and she wanted to make him proud. So she kept holding out her favorite little toy.

Daeira tilted her head, squinting at the toy. Eventually she reached out, gently taking the toy from Vaeh. Immediately, her dark colored eyes lit up, and she held the little wolf plush close to her face, inspecting it closely, making little coos of excitement as she did so.

Then, Vaeh was suddenly tackled by a purple-white blob of a little sister tackled the wolfling. Rae gasped, Uncle Aax darting forward, but all froze when they got a closer look. Daeira had her teeth clasped around one of Vaeh's arms, her little tail swaying back and forth excitedly... and there was no blood. In fact, after a few moments, Vaeh started to giggle. She playfully pushed Daeira off with her free hand, grinning and pointing to her own sharp teeth. The little fish giggled in return, clapping her hands.

"Well, looks like they'll be good friends." Aax said as Vaeh began to rummage around her room, picking out toys the two could play with together.

Headcanon time, but it's only one headcanon:

Daeira bites Veah when they first meet but it's more like a very gentle love bite because Rae and Aax showed daeira pictures of her new siblings before they met. Veah giggles at the bite

Bonus points when Aax and Rae freak out thinking Veah is getting hurt but Veah just starts giggling.

[sparkwrite]

Have some fanfiction.

This one is “general” rated (PG, probably in this case), so it should be freely readable without a login.  If it still doesn’t work for you, and A03 version can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13457454/chapters/30849018

Time loops, vampirism, and falling for your evil twin.  What’s not to love?

The X-rated sequel is also up, but you’ll need a furaffintiy login to read it.  Or you can read it on AO3, here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15490950

[galethespark]

The Slumberer

The cruel mistress of sleep beckons With a siren call of dreams and slumber The sandman readies his dust Preparing to assault my eyes and glue them shut Soon, my pillows will eat my mind And my bed will form my grave But when the healing light of dawn arises The black arts of the sleep demons will be undone And I will return to the realm of consciousness

Wrote this piece a few years ago while massively sleep-deprived and exhausted. Had no memory of it until a few weeks ago. What do you all think?

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

And there the two were again. So close together, Icarus's feathers brushing his partner's scarred skin. Arms wrapped around each other, a quiet, wordless embrace. The two were most definitely intoxicated, countless bottles set haphazardly on the table.

Centross leaned back, and Icarus raised their mismatched eyes to his. They held each other's eyes for a moment before Centross's forehead set against Icarus's, taking a deep breath before drawing back to again look into his partners eyes.

But his gaze flickered down to their lips, lingering for a moment before catching the bird's eye with a questioning look. And Icarus nodded. So he leaned forward.

But just as Centross's lips brushed Icarus's, the bird jerked back, suddenly aware. They let out a sort of panicked squawk, wings flaring out as they wriggled out of the embrace. "I-I.. Icarus stuttered. His wings curled back in. Their face calmed, arms folding into a sort of self-hug.

"Love?" Centross asked, reaching out a hand. Icarus backed farther away, wing-ears lowering.

"I- uhm. Sorry. I should uh... go." they shuffled back, before turning and stumbling out of the door, talons scrambling across the earth, leaving a confused reaper behind. One who didn't understand.

But how was Icarus supposed to tell his love that the moment their lips touched that horrid memory resurfaced. A kiss of danger. A kiss of madness that had marked the grotesque crimes that Centross had once committed.

He was different now. Icarus knew that.., but it didn't stop them from trembling as they stumbled into the nearest one of their beds, curling up with their wings wrapped around themself.

Sometimes it felt like some things were better forgotten.

hot take - if Centross lifted Icarus chin before he slammed a block on their head, who's to say he didn't kiss them when he did it too. who's to say he didn't give em a little peck on the lips before ✨️trauma✨️ who's to say that didn't make the failure line set in with them more. who's to say.

[bladespark]

Three years now the harvest has been less than it should be.  Last year the people of Oisin's village sacrificed a goat, but their god did not come.  Now, in desperation, a human sacrifice has been suggested, and Oisin, recently orphaned and feeling that life is not worth living, volunteers. But the god Belinos is not what quite what he seems, and Oisin's sacrifice will not be what he expects, for Belinos first came out of the darkness to drink the sacrificial blood not because he was a god, but because he was a vampire.  And that is just one of many revelations that will change everything about Oisin's world.

My latest original fic.  Just posted chapter one, go check it out!

Totally commissioning steamy art of the main characters in this once I have the budget again.  :D

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

First of all, OW

second of all- I absolutely love the parallel this information draws between Vast and Atlas. For one, his crimes were sacrifices to the obelisk- something that he thought he had to do- and especially had to do for others. Something that was needed. For the other, their crimes were a sacrifice for others. She'd already taken what she needed to survive and was left with the scars that sacrifice costed. The bodies she left behind were merely reliefs to others. Those monsters couldn't hurt anyone else anymore.

Both Vast and Atlas drew people in- and both in similar ways, at times. Their overall cause was different, but internally, they were both doing what it took to survive. Vast, to stay away from his parents and the rest of the Avicane... Armor, to see another morning, and in time to also avoid the Avicane. To keep living because they deserve to live.

Because they both deserve to live.

And their both scarred and marred by their past experiences.

but maybe someday- hopefully someday soon- they can find hope and comfort in each other. Two vases crafted by the same set of hands- different, yet similar. Both once cracked, but now going on to fix those cracks with gold and shine brighter than before.

Day 3 of Armor's innermost thoughts on the run.

CW: Past SA and murder.

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

Icarus stumbled down the path, so unused to the whole world around them being light and not just a portal doorway ahead of them. The world seemed strange, but they couldn't place why. The grove had grown, that was for certain. He saw people milling around, though he didn't recognize the ones he saw...

Shaking his head to banish the thought, they made their way to their brother's house, almost tripping several times down the stairs. The land stretched out ahead of them, dotted with different animal pastures and flower fields and ponds. It was beautiful.

Icarus stumbled to the door, knocking his knuckles against the familiar spruce. Then they waited. Voices echoed from inside, someone shouting to someone named "Cari" to open the door. Sure enough, the door in front of them was quickly answered by a young child with messy brown hair and wide, staring, curious eyes.

"Uhm. H-hi" Icarus stuttered, their voice weak from lack of use for the years.

"Hello..." The child mumbled, studying them before looking back into the room behind them. "Dad! there's a person with bird stuff outside!" the youngling called before looking back at Icarus and narrowing their eyes, "One second. Dad's coming."

The door was shut in their face, but it soon opened to reveal a tall, black-haired man with golden glasses. Ender marks dotted his face, covering half of it. It was Rae. Icarus felt a laugh bubbling in their throat as a smile claimed their face, a cautious "Hey, Rae.." escaping their lips.

"I-Icarus? Icarus!" Rae blinked, his eyes wide as he was frozen in place for a moment. Right after that moment ended, however, Icarus was surrounded by a hug, both brothers laughing with tears pricking their eyes.

Soon stories were shared all around. Icarus could recall the worldport and their time as Quixis, but each world felt muddy... like they couldn't remember the specifics of each of the worlds. It was like they didn't really process correctly in their memories. The brothers talked for hours, Icarus getting to meet Vaeh, Fenris and Rae's daughter, and Cari, Caspian and Rae's child. It was astonishing how much they could see their brother in both of the children.

"Oh! You have to see the gardens. Come on!" Rae led Icarus by the hand outside and to one of the large fields, this one dotted with tall grasses and and flowers. "Bet you haven't touched grass in a while, huh?"

Icarus laughed, shaking their head a bit, "No... I've not." they confessed, crouching down. And as their hand touched the ground...

nothing changed.

And they smiled. Laughed. They could touch the world and not worry about changing it.

And gods, that was nice.

When Icarus gets back to the grove, at least one person brings up touching grass, im sorry, but its canon

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

New fic for these trying times!!

"Sunny Solace" (Rusty Stars fic)

Length: 1k

TWs: Noneee (tell me if this should change)

[sparks-chaotic-cove]

Did a little thing!! guess I wanted to be a bit more sad???

anyways uh here's a short lil Armor fic for you all-

( @ggabraxas hands you this)