#eirian speaks

[the-cave-colonies]

btw, the allegiances picture will be updated once all of moonturn 0 is posted

[definitelynotshouting]

HE IS NOT MENTALLY WELL AND DID NOT HAVE THE CONSCIOUSNESS TO BE CONSIDERED RESPONSIBLE FOR HIS ACTIONS!!! YOUR HONOUR OUR CLIENT PLEADS INSANITY

duality of hunger!grian enjoyers

[harunayuuka]

Grandma MC: Please excuse my grandchildren. They are only worried. *chuckles*

Eirian: *smiles softly at her* It's fine with me. Don't worry.

Ace and Deuce: Tch.

Malleus: I don't like this man. This date is over.

Vil: We're going to end it if he does something inappropriate. For now, let's observe.

Rook: Oui! Let's give Monsieur a chance.

Ruggie: I don't understand why Grim gets to be with Granny though. What's he gonna do there? Annoy her suitor?

Ace: Huh? That's why he's there? Dude, the guy already won him over!

*Grim eating the snacks brought by Eirian*

Leona: Is there any surprise to that?

Grandma MC: Anyway, I think we should need to start this conversation. *smiles at him*

Eirian: Yes. As you are already aware of, I'm here to win your heart and with your permission, to be my wife.

Grandma MC: How sweet of you and you seem to be a kind gentleman. However, why would you be interested to an old woman like me?

Grandma MC: I'm sure you have a lot of women chasing after you. *chuckles*

Eirian: Indeed there are. Though I am not and will never be interested to any of them except you.

Eirian: You have captured my heart, my lady. And my feelings have never changed even after fifty years have passed.

Ruggie: Fif—

Ruggie and Ace: FIFTY YEARS?!!

Vil, Rook, and Riddle: *who already knew about the details so they were not shocked but were amused to see others' reaction*

Malleus: *dumbfounded*

Leona: Damn. That was such a long time ago.

Grandma MC: Oh dear... Why would you wait that long?

Azul: *nods* Yeah. I agree. That is a no-brainer.

Kalim: Come on! It's true love!

Jamil: Kalim, can you imagine Granny getting married to a young man who looks like our age? It doesn't matter if he's old, he still looks young.

Kalim: But... Can't he make her younger?

Jamil and Azul: ...

Azul: With all due respect, shut your mouth.

Kalim: Eh?

Jamil: If someone hears you— *sigh*— Just don't speak for the time being, Kalim.

Eirian: I can wait for you even for a thousand years— No. An eternity. The only reason I didn't pursue was because you were married.

Grandma MC: ...

Grandma MC: But I don't remember ever meeting you.

Grandma MC: To be honest, I thought it was my first time arriving here in Twisted Wonderland.

Eirian: *sad frowns* It seems your memories had been erased. Though I can assure you that we had met. I have evidences and the fact that you used to call me 'Rian'.

Grandma MC: My... Well, it does suit you. I'm glad I had given you a beautiful nickname. *chuckles*

Eirian: *blushes*

Ace: *yells* GRANNY!!!! YOU'RE MAKING HIM FALL IN LOVE!

Ace: STOP BEING NICE!

Vil: *kicks him* Who gave you the permission to yell at Granny?

Epel: Yeah! Yell at the guy! Not her!

Rook: Himeringo, that isn't good too.

Malleus: ...

Malleus: I'm ending this date now.

Riddle and Vil: Not yet!

Leona: So who are we really watching over here? You're all a mess.

Eirian and Grandma MC: *have talked for a few hours; mostly Granny listening to him of how they had met*

Eirian: It remained a mystery to me how you had arrived to the underworld and how it became possible for you to befriend the creatures living there.

Eirian: Normally, a human would run away in fear, but you... *smiling* You had held them in your arms like they were adorable and tiny.

Grandma MC: Well, they do sound adorable so I do not see the problem. *chuckles softly*

Eirian: ...

Eirian: *pulls out something from his pocket*

*It was the Sundrop Flower*

Eirian: My lady, I have a present for you.

Grandma MC: What a lovely flower...

Eirian: This flower can bring back your youth.

Eirian: *smiles reassuringly* Don't worry. I won't be asking you to answer me now.

Eirian: I'm giving this to you so you will be able to travel some places here in Twisted Wonderland.

Grandma MC: Why, how kind of you. I shall treasure this gift. *smiles*

Eirian: ...

Eirian: *hugs her*

Epel, Ace, Ruggie, and Deuce: GET YOUR HANDS OFF GRANNY!!!!

Malleus: *ready to cause havoc*

Grandma MC: *chuckles* You must leave now. My grandchildren are angry.

Eirian: I'll see you again.

Riddle: You all are embarrassing.

Leona: Except me. I was totally cool back there.

Vil: What is that flower, Granny?

Grandma MC: Oh, it is a gift from Rian. *smiles*

Idia: Isn't that the Sundrop Flower? Rumored to bring back youth?

Kalim: Bring back youth?

Idia: Yes. But they disappeared from existence years ago.

Azul: Does that mean...

The boys: ...

The boys: USE IT, GRANNY! WE WANT TO SEE!

Grim: Mryah! What's with you all?!

[historia-vitae-magistras]

I think Arthur’s origins are just soooo interesting! Especially his mother’s ties to the land - and then passing along to him and his brothers. I wonder if Arthur was a surprise to her? She already had 3 children in that time, what could another mean for her? What would raising 4 immortal children be like whilst also fending off invaders?

The usual caveat when I'm this far back into history and have to use archaeology and just general story telling to fill in detail: this is not a history book but perhaps just better informed than average historical fantasy.

I think Arthur was a surprise! And he’s a very welcome one at first. Her first three children are columns holding up her power. Brigantia was either a confederation of tribes united under a more powerful ruler or a series of clans and septs that just spread really far and got really important with an unusual amount of centralization by the time of the Romans. We’re not exactly sure. But, the Celts both on the continent and in Britain and Ireland had a very long tradition of hostage taking as political control. Brigantia’s hold on eastern Ireland, southern Scotland, and a nebulous area of England and Wales could have been very artificial and based upon holding her children. And hostage taking need not have been the only form of this purposeful political organization of their family life. Welsh, Scottish and especially Irish writings detail fosterage to raise children in other’s households as a way to create otherwise very rare political stability amongst the numerous tribes and petty kingdoms that otherwise defined political life in Iron Age Europe.

When Arthur first comes into being, she could have easily interpreted his existence as a sign she would soon be able to exert more power and create more social control over the more fertile parts of the island she can feel. Perhaps the Roman conquest of Gaul and the subsequent refugees will destabilize Britain just enough for her to campaign into the south and bring more land into Brigantia. She’s probably having a torrid affair with her neighbors in Yorkshire when the Parisii appeared and have links to the same culture that will give Paris its name. We don’t know how accurate the Roman accusations of how the Iron Age Britons practiced human sacrifice actually were but nonetheless, sacrifice and worship is powerful and there are many more people in the south who’s belief and blood could flow into her as power. The channel protects her southern neighbors and Rome was defeated by the those same neighbors the one time they crossed. And she is far more fearsome than they are, surely.

Her three eldest children aren’t entirely sure what their original relationship to her may have been but its also not something that bothers them overly much. Mother was a Celt at least by the end of her life, they speak Celtic languages. The mechanics are complicated but the results, at least to them, were not. Brighid especially had more of a mentor/menteé relationship with Eirian but she has no real issue with it being a mother/daughter bond. Eirian could have just been young enough with her first child that they had a more equal dynamic. But regardless of the specific circumstance with she acquired her first three children, they were very purposeful acquisitions. The ancient world understood everything to have a spirit. In her mind it would make more sense to have a child for every field and tree and spring and tribe but I’ve gotta limit characters somewhere so its usually just easier to write leaving large gaps where the historical accuracy could actually be lmao.

At the advent of the Roman invasion, they are a family of the same structure as are found in a wide range of ritual deposits that contain human remains and I’ve kind of borrowed from the concept. We don’t know what this significance was to the people who practiced the religions that deposited these bodies and bones but there seems to have been some relationship to fertility. The pattern seems to be one older adult, one young adult, an adolescent, a child and an infant.

One older adult: Eirian has been chilling since the Bronze age and might have initially made a solid base for herself as the primary tin dealer on the island. One younger adult: Brighid is nearly grown in the 1st century as she pops up around when the Celtic cultures of Iron Age Ireland form as La Tène culture explodes into importance. One adolescent: Alasdair is 12-13 and the ancient version of a lego kid as dry stone building and new technology seem to coincide with La Tène culture as well but with somewhat later adoption of bronze and iron and the curving art so he gets a date a little more in line with the Pictish art style coming into being. One child: Rhys appears about 5-6. He comes into being as a geographic distinction centered around the mountains between Wales and the rest of the country that to develop some kind of distinction in the material culture. One infant: Arthur is born just before the Roman invasion, as a new identity culture in Britain seems to form around new developments like coins, a move towards proto-towns and a seeming intensity in the archaeological record of an obsession with heads perhaps in response to Roman religious practices or just general upheaval.

When she’s raising these children, one already grown, one mostly there, two quite young its really a demonstration of both her pride, some arrogance, a whole ocean of realpolitik and the ability of Rome to grind her down over time.

Not long after Arthur is born, Eirian and the personification of Parisii I have yet to name but who gets a summer home in Yorkshire in the Iron Age (the Parisii of Yorkshire seem to be an offshoot of the Paris-Parisii) are sucking and fucking. They are both new mothers, Parisii for the first and only time, Eirian for the 4th and last time. Parisii moves back across the channel to her native territory when the Romans win. Francis’ ‘actual’ father is less her speed and she takes the opportunity given to her by the Roman invasion of Gaul to strike a deal with Lucius. She becomes one of his favorite mistresses and her boy one of his favourite ward/pseudo-stepchildren. Parisii tells Eirian if she was smart she'd just take Lucius up on claiming legal paternity of her two youngest sons. After-all, nothing is permanent.

Eirian absolutely fucking refuses. Lucius is not overly frustrated by this at first and justifies himself as no good Roman would take a child from the breast of a she-wolf. He’s content with a pragmatic half-defeat in the beginning, leaving Brigantia and Eirian as a semi-independent client kingdom. She’s fairly adept at keeping that for a long time and Lucius is patient, not immediately forcing her to hand her children over even when she quietly supports the resistance in Wales. But when Wales is largely pacified and the power centers of the Druids are largely gone, she might have ultimately betrayed the father of her third son and sent him packing to Rome to preserve her and the children’s independence. But whatever happens, the direct invasion of her lands begins. She loses most of her autonomy and the Romans become invaders on her land rather than neighbors she can have her do her bidding. Hadrian's wall goes up. She is forced to cut a deal with Lucius so that he can educate her two youngest sons as they age, with some kind of established legal relationship, perhaps fostering or wardship. Soon, he will set his sights on her firstborn.

And I'm going to stop there because I am about to speed run the entirety of Roman Britain and it is dinner time but she Boudicca on my destruction until I horizon.

[hellomehlo]

OC TAG GAME!

thank you to @emmieloumay for the tag!!! <3

I’m gonna tag @dudewheresmynug @otherpigeon @hedwigoprah @ronqueesha @dancing--lights @clairdeleon - no pressure, feel free to vibe or do whatever you like! 🤍🤍

so, without further ado…

OC: Rue Aldwir

General:

Name: Rue Aldwir

Alias: Rue (kinda hard to shorten it further!), Rook (Varric misheard her name and it stuck), Trouble (by Neve)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Age: 26

Spoken Language: Common: Fluent (most used), Elven: Near-fluent (some stuff still trips her up), Antivan: Recognises words and phrases (but cannot get the accent down to speak any of it) Tevene: Swears and assorted words (thank you, Neve)

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Occupation: NOT the Chosen One, Student (Carastes Circle, formerly)

Favourite…

Color: Plum Purple

Entertainment: Drunken-Chaos-Shenanigans, Tavern bands

Pastime: Singing (though she’d rather die than admit it to anyone)

Food: Dalish peasant bread with jam and butter, specifically the one her mother used to make for her as a child, cherries, or lemon syrup cake. Her favourite meal, however, is savoury pie!

Drink: Normally Rue will take whatever’s offered to her, but if she’s choosing, it’s probably gonna be something with Gin in it :)

Have they…

Passed University: Rue is essentially a college dropout in every single universe - book learning is notttt her thing. Besides, her only real tutor being executed and having to flee her Circle meant that her education was cut short before she could formally graduate. (context here!)

Had Sex: 100% - There was definitely some fooling around happening during her time with the Veil Jumpers, though never anything committed, defined or serious. Growing up in the secluded manner she did didn’t really lend itself towards developing relationships with her peers, so being with the Veil Jumpers was pretty much her first ‘real’ exposure to romance and physical relationships.

Had Sex in Public: Considering all the time spent in Arlathan Forest with her faction pre-ritual, I think this is a pretty safe ‘yes’, though the line gets a little fuzzy as to what ‘public’ is when your home is literally outdoors 🫣

Got Tattoos: None!

Got Piercings: None! She’s never been in a place in her life where getting her ears (or anything) pierced sounded like a good and/or convenient idea. She’s definitely open to it though!

Got Scarred: Rue’s largest scar is a long, jagged thing on the right side of her neck, and injury she sustained from a Sentinel’s axe catching her off-guard. Being the only mage in her party, she wasn’t able to patch herself up, and thus, it never fully healed over. She’s also got a very faded slash on her upper left thigh from a spar!

Had a Broken Heart: Not in the traditional sense - she’s definitely drifted away from people, which hurts, but considering nothing has ever really been set in stone, this one’s hard to answer!

Are they…

A Cuddler: Physical touch is a big yes, so absolutely 🙏

Scared Easily: Definitely depends on her level of familiarity with the environment, but she definitely tries to play it cool most of the time.

Jealous Easily: Not really pre-ritual, on account of the general vibes during her time with her faction. She kind of just assumes that’s the way things are, but once she zeroes in on Neve? Oh boy.

Trustworthy: Yes! She tends to second guess herself here and there, but she can keep a secret well enough, and if she’s tasked with something, she’ll always do her best to follow through.

Family…

Sibling(s): No siblings! Only child vibesssss

Parents: Yes (?) Her mother, Eirian, was a runaway mage from the Dalish clan Oranavra where they’d settled on the Nocen Sea coast. She met and quickly fell in love with Varren, an elven Crow informant from Antiva, and, with little money and nowhere else to go, they eventually settled in an alienage in Ventus. After Ventus’ fall in 9:44 Dragon, it’s very likely that, as a mage, Eirian fell prey to the Antaam’s qamek-ification if she didn’t make it out ahead of time, while Varren’s fate is, as yet, unknown.

Children: I’m gonna be so fr, I don’t know if Rue has a maternal bone in her body - I’d never really considered this angle until this question. I think if Neve wanted them, she’d be very supportive, but she’s kinda perfectly content to just live with Neve and a couple of cats in her apartment in Minrathous! Though, now that I think of it, it would be really sweet for her to be able to raise a child and give them the kind of childhood she wished she got, so I don’t knowww 🥺🥺

Pets: Do the alley cats of Ventus count?

[rotworld]

also, same morgan-crazed anon here… what would happen if reader willingly sought morgan, or any of the aspects out? whether for comfort etc is up in the air but how would they react to being called out for by the reader’s own volition??

im holding back on detail here because you’ll probably get to see this in the series, but generally speaking:

->morgan: absolutely ecstatic and not subtle about it. it doesn’t matter if the visit is purely pragmatic or you just need something, he acts like you just proposed to him. he sits way too close, is way too touchy, and he’s nodding and smiling so much you’re not sure he’s even listening. will do just about anything you ask, within reason and the boundaries of the contract.

->eirian: surprised and then immediately trying to get into your pants. he tries to play it cool, but he’s shocked to see you outside of a scheduled feeding. if it’s not an emergency (and honestly, sometimes even if it is) he’s going to try and seduce you. he’s not even hungry, he’s just excited and wants to make the most of his good fortune.

->zivian: slightly smug, like he knew you’d show up. he can play nice, he won’t rub it in your face unless you get snippy with him. zivian is the easiest aspect to ask for a favor without it turning into a huge production. it’s honestly hard to tell he feels any differently about it than normal, although you might notice he’s unusually attentive (offers a jacket if it’s cold, asks several times if you’ve eaten already, etc).

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

Lirian was confused by Malleus's sudden withdrawal from him in comparison to the rest of Disamonia and their respective siblings. He glanced over to see Lilia and Caelan talking about what who was going to be officially cooking for Disamonia dorm, playfully playing a random game of rock, paper, scissors to decide, to Silver napping on Eirian who was "speaking" to Silver in his subconscious to Sebek scolding Aratiri for pinching his cheeks while the the other laughed into his hand.

He didn't understand it, but to Malleus, it meant that he was just now like Kingscholar, just someone who was a second choice compared to his older brother. He was just considered because Lirian went missing.

Malleus: You must forgive me, brother, I am.... suddenly hit with a terrifying realization

[grimm-haven]

Meet Eirian Finley-Arcoberry. Diagnosed with communication development delay, little, sunny Eirian may stumble on her words but she sure doesn't stumble on her feet. She does, however, tire easily and breathe a little harder and deeper than normal. Still, she does not fail to put a smile on everyone's faces with her little bursts of energy and laughter everywhere she goes. Her easy temperament has lightened the load on her busy parents' shoulders. Unfortunately, the same cannot be said with her raven-headed twin. . .

And Iliana Finley-Arcoberry. Iliana has always been a cautious child, skeptic of even the lemons her mother likes to force onto her (but she doesn't hesitate to bite her countless sleep-deprived babysitters' fingers). Of the two, she talks a lot more, speaks up quite a bit much, and argues nonsensically with everyone on everything - but that's how it is when your parents are busy and you get left behind with suspicious strangers, you end up wanting more attention, throwing more fits, and crying a lot more to get you both what you want. You become a bit of a fussy child.

Beginning of Lemon Gen // Previous // Next

[lady-merian]

Hello Merian (the character)! How do you feel knowing there's some nerd on tumblr who has appropriated your name and appearance?

But more seriously:

What's something small that can make your day?

What's the most beautiful place in your region?

What's a line you would never cross?

;-) Wary at first, but she seems to be representing us well enough and we do have things in common. Interestingly, Caliam is distrustful of her as well… [Caliam bristles a little at this but refrains from speaking]

But more seriously:

-a baby or toddler smile, new sprouts in my garden in the spring, or a purring cat can all brighten my day.

-To me the most beautiful place is the cliffs along the seashore. They are rough, and green with moss, and white with the foam and crash of the waves against them, and from those greater heights you can even see the edges of the Eirian isles where they keep herds of sheep before the sea meets the sky. At least on clear days. But below, where the slopes are gentler and where you can still look up to the heights to appreciate them, in the right seasons there are colorful wildflowers like lady’s bedstraw, sea-holly, thrift, and sheep’s-bit. I always find myself taking deep breaths there; the salt tang in the air is enchanting on its own, though it is especially lovely from April to October when various plants are in full bloom. 

-I would like to say I would never betray someone’s trust and repeat something someone tells me in confidence unless I believe it would harm someone to keep the secret.

[porta-decumana]

I'm still going through all of the new followers by the way! There are a lot of you but I'm genuinely so honored you all wanted to reach out to me. That's very kind of you!

Brief OC intros until I get a proper post going! (under the cut for your convenience)

Akari "Kaida" Asagiri - a Raen from the Ruby Sea, my "main WoL" so to speak. Hails from an underwater city with deep religious ties to the ocean. Daughter of a cold-hearted general and prodigy soldier. Considered a strategist in the Scions and an all-rounder. Getting a bit of a rework but is usually DRK/DNC/SGE.

Cassius Flavus - Garlean from the capital city, an OC that supports Kaida/the Scions. Part of a polycule with Kaida and Gaius Baelsar. Former courtesan, number #1 Emet-Selch/Solus zos Galvus hater, and kind of a disaster of a man (but really funny). Usually DRG/RPR/GNB.

Lillian Willows - A Gridanian botanist that discovered she had the Echo one day, considered a "late bloomed WoL" that joins in post-Shadowbringers. Kind of a spiteful little firebrand, ran away from home to find her missing husband. Probably 1 bad day from her villain arc. Has a crush on Thancred but too stubborn to admit it. Usually a WHM/RDM/BTN. (May be dabbling in PCT in the future!)

Eirian Yascaret - Nonbinary viera from the Golmore Jungle. Eirian and Kaida join the Scions at around the same time. Eirian is a trained fighter with a no-nonsense attitude. They're matter-of-fact, stubborn, and typically don't dilly-dally. Gets embarrassed if they're called cute (to the point where Eirian hides their tail). They're usually a PLD/SAM.

Given changes to m*dding and things of that nature, there may be some updates for each character but as of right now, these are their current appearances!

[pvrkacciosan]

ACOTAR Next Generation

Kids

ACOTAR Next Gen. Masterlist

NIGHT COURT KIDS

RHYSAND + FEYRE

NYX: The Oldest Son and heir to the Night Court. Nyx resembles his father in appearance and is known to share his mothers kind human heart. Nyx shares his fathers ability to make his wings disappear and appear again as he so choses. When it comes to power, Nyx took after his fathers gifts.

SORAYA: The second oldest child and second in line to the Night Court. Soraya or Raya as her family know her, is of a harder nature then her older brother. She is more cunning and willing to manipulate others to get what she wants. Whilst her brother is train to take over the night court, she has trained to be a body guard of sorts, despite being the younger of the two she is a force to be reckoned with.

KYLO: The youngest son to the High Lord and Lady, Kylo is by far if the gentlest nature. With at least six years separating him and Soraya in age, Kylo is the most protected. He prides himself on his flight maneuvers. Having permanent wings unlike his two siblings.

CASSIAN + NESTA

EIRIAN: The eldest daughter to the Lord of Bloodshed, she is as one might expect. Been wielding weapons since she could walk. Eirian is sharp tongued and is very loyal to her friends at fault, whilst she shares the stubbornness both her parents posses.

TANA: Tana is of a far softer nature then the rest of her family, she is deadly in her own way, but she does not posses the sharp nature of battle strategy. With small Illyrian wings, Tana tends to hide away from everyone that isn't her friends and family.

AZRIEL + GWYN

ELION: The oldest of the twins, Elion is bold and a far better fighter then his brother, he posses the built lean figure of his father, but shares many features with his mother beside the hair. He is determined to get things done, and refuses to give up a task until he has given it his all.

ARIEN: The youngest twin, Arien takes after his father. He walks in shadows his quieter nature was the calm to Elion's wild spirit. Arien always prefers to approach a situation with knowing all the information first, growing up when the children would get into trouble, Arien would always be the one to calculate ways for them to outsmart the situation.

WINTER COURT KIDS

KALLIAS + VIVIANE

CAELUM: He is the first born son and heir to the Winter court. He resembles every resident of the winter court with his fair skin and snow whit hair with the same piercing blue eyes of his father. He inherited his fathers gifts and is a gentle soul thanks to his mothers input.

EIRLYS: other wise known as 'Eira', she is the only daughter to the Winter court. She is known across her court for her kind heart and ability to inspire all she speaks, with envisions for the future, ruling and advising her brother should he ascend to the High lord position.

DAY COURT KIDS

LUCIEN + ELAIN

QUINCY: The only child to Elain and Lucien, she lives out her days in the warm of the day court, she heavily takes after her mother, loving the outside warm natures of a garden. She learned to hunt and live off the land from her father and loves when her cousins come to visit from the Night Court.

[the-cave-colonies]

Discovered how to transfer cavecol's save file to my pc instead of my slowly failing laptop! Have Whispering Shadow's sprite as a treat

[definitelynotshouting]

helloooo, yes, hopefully august will be a more chill month for the both of us!! (very very excited for the hotguy zine but FUCK thats a big checklist) (also i am eyeing isat from a safe distance but. it calls to me. i know what will happen if i buy it, and its only a matter of time)

-🐛

20 more days until release!!! The fact that we're on track when everything has expanded SO MUCH and gotten 10x MORE COMPLEX as a project is insane, actually. Also yeah technically the checklist is more expansive than that bc when u break down the "proofread all pieces" i have abt,,,, 17 more to go on both comics and oneshots before im done djdhsjddndj BUT WE PERSEVERE i may be having stress dreams abt this project now that we're so close to the finish line but i am genuinely enjoying myself a TON, it feels unreal that smth ive poured so much of myself into is being realized right before my eyes 🥺🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️

I actually went back last night and rewatched some of my friends and i's vods for isat bc i was missing it so bad and MAN. every day i think this game cant possibly get better now and every single day i am summarily proven wrong. Anyway the point is u should get into isat<3 and also voice act it with your friends if you can bc thats just the bonding experience of a lifetime

[ch4rryc0smos]

LEAVE EVERYTHING THAT IS WORTH A SINGLE CENT / AND TAKE ME INSTEAD / PRAYING TO WHATEVER IS IN HEAVEN ! — FEMALE ROBBERY | THE NEIGHBOURHOOD.

── . ✧ ❝ S O L E I L V I E L L A - E I R I A N . ❞

✸ — xlvii | cancer | infj | british-french ⏳

appearance ; [naturally ivory] olive-tanned skin, mole under right corner of her bottom lip, freckles on their back obscured by whip marks and scars, jade green eyes, 5'10 [178 cm], athletic but sleeper build, dimples when they smile, dimples on their back, long & wavy ombre [brown-blonde] hair.

beliefs ; if something is meant for someone, it will find them itself. do not let others deter you, they're not the ones that linger, ever. self sufficiency is one of the most, if not the most important virtue to survival, no matter what happens.

⋆ ─ the world is far from white and black, and sometimes the differences between greys is subtle. ⋆ ─ karma is real, you reap what you sow, so play it safe; or don't, but be ready for any consequences that might be thrown your way.

personality ; cerebral, vigilant, fast learner & notices changes very easily, gentle, a bit guarded off, selfless, observant, diligent, meticulous, collected, intuitive, charismatic, nurturing.

positive traits ; compassionate, selfless, empathetic, kind, voice of reason, accountable, notices other's emotions & fluctuations in behaviour[s], stealthy.

negative traits ; anxious, bottles up her emotions, skeptic [has trust issues], struggles with boundaries, overworks, cares too hard, doesn't share a lot, far too independent.

quirks ; fidgets when distracted | looks away when nervous | bounces from heel to heel when waiting in queues | gets quieter when she's thinking too much | has an oral fixation | tilts her head when she's focusing.

likes ; nature, psychology, sociology, anthropology, freedom of speech, anarchy, deep conversations, late-night car rides, coffee, biology [many branches of it], museums, gardens, aquariums, deers, whales, art of living, biochemical engineering, journalism, leon kennedy, carlos oliveira & luis serra.

dislikes ; arthropods, heights, loud noises, narrow-mindedness, extreme temperatures, snobby people, arrogance, dishonesty, being under pressure, confrontation, disorganised places, being treated like a slave, being belittled and invalidated, disrespect.

deepest secrets ; wants to be free again and see a world that isn't tainted by humanity's selfish greed to be on the top of everything. at heart, they want nothing more than to be free and to have saved those that she cared about.

⋆ ─ at some point in her life, all she wanted was to be a biochemical engineer and speak publicly about how the government fooled society. ⋆ ─ at some point, they just wanted a family and a husband, nothing more, just a simple life.

── . ✧ ❝ B A C K S T O R Y . ❞

NOTHING comes easy in life, and soleil viella-eirian learnt that the hard way. she doesn't exactly remember when she moved to racoon city, but she still thinks that was the end of the beginning; that's where her downfall began. and a part of it will always blame her father, and whatever affiliation he had with albert wesker.

growing up in the family they did, she always envisioned herself going into biochemical engineering, being a great scientist, chemist, whatever it was, and bringing some sort of change to this otherwise complacent and dormant world, like it's a virus, and she'd become the cure. but if she really thinks about it, it's no more than the blur it always has been.

before america, it was london, scotland, and france, and the minutes in between where she'd lay down on her bed and one day hope to do nothing more than actually settle down for once, a thought that seemed so distant, and still does some days. she grew up with the name of umbrella corporation at the tip of her tongue, always, a sacred liberty granted to her father, a privilege in the small city he'd come to reside in.

she reckons she doesn't have the right to complain, she grew up with good education, a roof over her head, and silence from their parents, nothing to disrupt the peaceful haven racoon city should've been became for them. they passed high school with valedictorian, if they remember correctly, and her friends were overjoyed for her, at least the ones that had the decency to act like they were happy for her, and didn't laugh about her cursing in french under her breath when she got mad.

throughout her childhood and university years, she spent time at campus, away from home, or whatever it became, and at the headquarters of umbrella corporation, her father trying to train her into becoming the perfect poster girl for them, and also their most valuable weapon. but she had other plans, she would go on to become the greatest biochemical engineer the world had seen, and the most known public activist america would see in the near future. the world was in shambles and she wanted to be the one to start a new era of change.

she thinks that's where they saw her as their perfect little weapon, something they could destroy, but something that could destroy too. she was the perfect prodigy, still shining in university as she planned to get her dual degrees; biochemical engineering, and communication. she got the first, even managed to finish her PhD in biochemical engineering, and was getting her second in communications. for once in her life, she thought she would do something, when she was away from home for more often, wasn't being asked to look at weird looking micro-organisms and overhearing jokes about how she'd be injected with them.

being at university was the breath of fresh air she desperately needed, until it wasn't. until every other day, someone disappeared, and more diseases spread, until there was an outbreak, and what to her, was an apocalypse. and suddenly her father wants her back, needs her to become the next scientist for the corporation, needs her to hide something from the government. and yet, her disdain for their government could never overpower their disdain for their father.

that's the week they became a rogue, previously with ties with the government because of their mother, and ties to the corporation because of their father, they became a rogue vigilante, an agent of sorts, trying to bring change, and capture proof, and evidence, and do all that they could with what they knew. with that half-written thesis that would probably never see the light of day.

quite often they'd find themselves pondering, wondering about if they could actually bring some change alone, if they could always stay a rogue and make their rogue status into something more.

it was one of those faithful days they infiltrated the umbrella corporation branch they knew by heart, treading through the ruined halls, broken down, gurgles surrounding their every movement. and she knows, soleil knows she won't ever forget the feeling of running out of ammo and realising she didn't bring enough extra. the feeling of scrambling through the building, feeling the pitifully slow, but terrifying footsteps of the infected getting closer with every breath, and having to resort to killing them.

she didn't think twenty would be anything like this, but here she was. it was that night, that she met him. she met a blond man, with exhaustion etched into his features, and too many hours of lost sleep and not nearly enough experience in the way he moved, but the softness of a human who actually cared in the way his hands cradled her face. and that one night, she let him.

or maybe a few nights. maybe to the point that she'd know his name was leon kennedy. and she misses the way his stupid giggles felt against her back when they'd be hiding away in the dark, and when his hands would feel when they held her tight against him as if he was scared to lose her. he was the first to make her feel wanted, and she never wanted to let it go.

soleil never wanted to let go of his insistent questions, and his begging; him asking her to join as an agent to the government, become an fbi agent, anything to keep him company because god knows how long it's been since he last had someone that wasn't a dead body on him. and who was she to deny him that.

who was she to deny him a pair of lips and stolen moments when they didn't matter.

── . ✧ ❝ C U R R E N T . ❞

MANY years it's been since then, since the night she met leon kennedy, but soleil had to give it to him, he sure had a mouth on him. and he convinced her. she's lost count of the days since she'd become one of the most, if not the most esteemed agent of the government, with that sweet mouth and those glinting eyes, perfect to convince the opposition, and coax them into spilling all of their details, her specialty.

and she knows leon loves her for it too. loves the mouth on her that only he knows like it's his salvation. and he loves everything about her. but no one outside of their small circle of friends knows it. even the government, especially the government, they're the last ones that should know the woman who retrieved the cure is the same one who made leon, one of their most renowned agents, almost lose his life for them. and yet, he'd do it again, for her, anything for her.

they're also growing older, not just soleil, but also him, and they're getting less naive, less reckless, but more restless. every mission leon goes on, they accompany him, because they ground him. he turns to look at them, and all at once; he stops overthinking when their eyes meet his.

and yet, when they run into ada, he embraces her the way he does them. no, they're not jealous, they've never been, but it's in this moment, early thirties, late twenties, hell, they don't remember their age anymore, but it's in that moment that they realise that if there's something going on between them and leon, she wants him to herself. and he realises the same night when she's not melting into him the way she had for the past few years. and when he realises, he knows he won't let that happen. his lips are persistent as they press into every bit of skin he knows and can feel in the dark.

when he next takes her along to rescue ashley, his voice is quiet as he reassures her of the things she won't ever say. he tells her, again and again, that if there's anyone he's choosing, it's her, only her. and she still thinks the words linger, even after nine years, even though he's thirty six, and he still wakes up every morning to her in his arms, she thinks about the words like they might've not been true.

but leon kennedy will not let that slide, and even at forty something, he makes her the centre of his world again, even when the world's going to shit, he's got her, and she's got him.

sometimes the world goes quiet when they look at each other, and they think it'll be okay, even if they've spent their whole life working on it.

maybe soleil is enough for leon, and there's nothing else they need, and maybe her quiet whispers in french are his undoing, and will always be.

── . ✧ appears in wires [wip], leaving tonight [wip]

★ ; i'm finally back, i missed being here, doing things. hopefully i'll be working on three other s/i intro posts sometime soon, if not that, at least some writing for leon and her. as for the age, i'm taking it as them still aging, not just what leon's age was in re6 !! that's why it's the way it is, she also uses she/they, hence the ping pong i was playing with pronouns <3

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[historia-vitae-magistras]

I think my favourite fiction of yours is the Summoning. It's written beautifully. I adore that love Alasdair bears for Matt, enough to raise the dead and ask the impossible. And the gulf between him and his mother is so tenderly painful. The layers of formality; the misunderstandings of time. It's perfect. I have to ask though: do Rhys and Arthur follow through on her request (or does Alasdair keep the visit to himself?)

AWW thank you! That was honestly one of the best things I've ever written. Being outside of time but also so anchored in this 17th century world where everything is fire, blood and witchcraft carved out of them all. Eirian is there, a shadow of who she was, existing in the nightlands, this land of the dead only to occasionally walk between worlds and into the realm of the living because the only thing that can are ideas, and love might be the strongest idea there is.

And they do! Not specifically because he relayed that message, I think he might have kept that to himself because their world is one where by and large, any attachment is a screaming weakness. Brighid, Alasdair and Rhys have a somewhat easier time connecting with their mother, they could probably do it semi-regularly just to catch up if they wanted. They still speak languages that descend from hers, the celtic fringe that survives every day. Pictish, probably closer related to Welsh and Cumbric than Gaelic, was kind of torn from him in late antiquity and the early middle ages but it was replaced by Gaelic, his form of what was Brighid's language. Those three are kind of laced into each other. Invasions and counter invasions, defined by degrees of alienation from the imperial core that Arthur represents.

Arthur's inheritance is largely dead. His people never were completely usurped by the Germanic speaking peoples who formed England, but the words are gone, with only a handful remaining for him to use to name things he loves in at least a twisted way, the way his mother loved him. So its harder, I think, to look that far into the past, that far beyond the world Arthur had more hand in shaping than maybe the rest of them combined. He, like his siblings sees his mother in whatever space-time exists between this life and the next. She's a part of the tether that keeps them constantly on the balance between human and not, alive and not, real and not. The only difference being that it's the main way he sees her because dying is so much easier than unlocking things he could feel and speak in a language gone from this world. His mother is almost entirely reserved for those places. When crushed into the depths by a shipwreck under unfathomable pressure, rolling out of a plague cart, looking up at the heavens from some godforsaken rock of his second son or second empire. He sees her in the places where his arrogance and his over confidence has laid him bare to human consequences of cold, exposure and hunger. Mirages of what the Romans named barbaric when the image of 'civilization' Arthur imposes on the world everyone else tears him to shreds.

[eliseuocscreator]

More Eirian Kurose Headcanons(Thirteen's Son)

The friendship between Tokoyami, Dark Shadow and Eirian is quite amazing, With Tokoyami being quite protective of his alien friend and vice versa.

Eirian can speak 4 languages: Japanese (native), Russian, English (with difficulty) and Danish.

Eirian knows how to play two instruments: Saxophone and otomatone.

He listens to music or other videos, placing the headphones around his neck (which are headphones specialized for this purpose)

In an Animal AU, he would be a large feline (a Jaglion with antennae on his forehead and reptilian-looking pupils, like the Thanators from Avatar, he would be quite big, but not as much as ALL Might Lion).

In a Cat AU, he would be a Black Sphynx, with antennas on his forehead, and he would be a very reserved but affectionate cat (in front of his friends and his girlfriend Mei).

He is part of the Dekusquad (Izuku invited him, after Eirian helped Izuku, in the Camp arc, in the part with the stone giants).

Eirian is not a coffee person, but rather a tea person.

He faces the villain Amaterasu, and manages to defeat him with great difficulty (In the Final War arc)

Eirian becomes the #6 ranked Pro Hero

The Todoroki family thinks that Eirian is a nice person, despite his socialization difficulties.

He walks around a lot with his autistic and ADHD cord, and people respect him a lot

He is "afraid" of Bakugou, because of his explosive personality, and fear of Monoma because he thinks he has no education and respect for class 1-A.

Vlad King thinks that Eirian would do well in his class, despite his difficulties, Vlad intends to teach Eirian how to speak more in public.

There was a case where Eirian's suit was damaged and couldn't collect CO2 for him to breathe, he almost died because of it, but he managed to survive, because he was taken to the hospital as soon as possible.

The girls think he is quite cute, especially the fact that he is very shy and reserved, and also the girls love the fact that he talks about space and planets.

If he didn't date Mei, the other Alternative would be Momo Yaoyorozu, because Momo would help him with public speaking, and would also always protect him.

There was an accident in which Eirian helped arrest a bandit, in which a bomb with strange smoke caused Mei & Eirian to switch genders for 1 month, which caused Mineta to become more close to Fem!Eirian, and Mineta kept calling her beautiful, despite her "slender" physique. Luckily Shinsou was nearby and protected Fem!Eirian from Mineta's actions.

Eirian and Eri's relationship is quite adorable, as if Eri is his little sister, and Eri enjoys listening to him playing the saxophone.

Aizawa thinks his godson is quite creative and quite receptive, as he is always there to help.Aizawa thinks that his godson is quite creative and quite adorable, as Eirian

is always available to help his godfather, and Aizawa also wants to protect his godson at any cost.

Eirian and Anan (His adoptive mother), have a female cat, her name is Pluto, and she is of the specie Korat.

His Birthday is 16 of July

He doesn't believe in zodiac signs

The first kiss between Mei and Eirian occurred on Eirian's birthday, when Mei told him to make a wish, he said quietly that he wanted to have her forever, and Mei kissed him.

Nemuri is like a second mother to him, and Nemuri loves to embarrass her "son" by saying if Mei and Him have ever made "babies", causing Eirian to stutter in embarrassment at the question.

Upon Nemuri's death, Eirian was shocked and cried for 3 days, he still hadn't believed that she had died, and she didn't deserve this ending, and he made a promise, saying that he would Defeat the villains, at any cost, so that no lives are lost.