#solar eclipse fairy

[crowsongart]

Soooo- i really adore Meg’s fairy AU and i decided to make my oc in it qwq

His ability is basically something like healing fire, it’s warm and comfortable in touch. When closer in contact it feels like you’re touching a squishy lava (?)

He’s also a bartender :)

edit: oh and he is inspired by dragontailed butterflies

anyways @ayyy-imma-ninja hope you like him in your AU qwq

[thirteen-31]

@thirteen-31 // film, astrology, inner healing ✨

[sequencefairy]

Lake Erie during totality, April 8, 2024

[merbabylvr]

[fishnapple]

What attractive about you

This is a general reading meant for multiple people. Take only what resonates and leave out the rest.

Your feedback is much appreciated. If you find the reading resonated with you, leave a comment, I’d love to know 🎐

About me | Masterpost Book a reading with me - KO-FI (→ personal reading)

AVENTURINE 

You have an emotional intensity that can elicit fear and awe at the same time. Some people might be too intimidated by you, not because you're loud and aggressive, but they're intimidated by the emotional storms that are brewing in you, yet you appear utterly calm, like the eye of the storm. They would wonder what it would be like to get dragged into it, to be swept off their feet. Your bravery and serenity are like wings that let you soar high or plunge down to any depth. You are a dichotomy of light and darkness. Like a solar eclipse or bright starry night.

I think you have a certain inclination or feel a pull towards the painful and ugly sides of humans. You want to stare them in the eyes, crush them, rise above them, conquer them. It's very daring and methodological at the same time. People would feel that they can be an utter mess in front of you, you won't shoo away the ugliness of their heart, but you hold it in your hands and transform it. They know that you're not invincible, that you have wounds just like everybody else. But you always look up, beyond any prison that humans subject themselves to. Many people would have their lives changed by you, just by being in your life.

But you're not just intensity alone, you also carry lightness. You can be cut throat and ruthless in one setting, but generous and merry in another. Your mind is full of magical stories, fairy tales that span far into the future. You keep your daydreams to yourself and only reveal them at the most unexpected moment. Render every witness speechless and in awe. That rare moment of tenderness will haunt people's minds, making them seek for more. Your silence acts as a backdrop for the twinkle in your eyes. Your apparent simplicity in the way of life is the sign of devotion to only things that are meaningful. 

ROSE QUARTZ 

This might sound weird but it's your nervous energy, when you're worried or anxious about something, when you're being fussy. This seems oddly adorable or cute to some people. You might be a worrywart, who tends to speak a little faster when you're nervous. This rouses the desire to calm you down in other people. 

Your calm state is also very attractive because you're being present, you know how to enjoy the small things, to appreciate the sensory pleasure of the five senses. When you're worried, you can forget about this energy for a while, but once you've calmed down and regained your serenity, you're very soothing. Like a lake regaining its smooth shining surface after being disturbed by the rain. With your appreciation for the five senses, you have a talent for handcrafts, anything that requires the skills of hands and good eyes for aesthetics. When you're set about organising something, you do it with great efficiency and tact that one can't help but exclaim 'flawless'. Maybe that's why you're prone to nervousness, because you're such a perfectionist and people around you love that energy so much.

When you speak, you deliver a message, not empty words that can be ignored. When you're passionate about something, you can be very fluent and persuasive, like a wise teacher. The things you choose to pursue might seem too daring or shocking to some, but you're steadfast in your track and unknowingly get a few followers along the way.

RED JASPER

Right away, people can see your ambitions, to go far in life. This group is quite masculine in energy, very lively and energetic. A lot of people would find you very attractive when you assert your will, when you go after what you want without any fear or reservation, like a warrior, a pioneer. But you're no fool, you don't charge forward blindly, there's strategy in your moves, like a hunter. When it translates to romantic situations, they wonder what it would be like to be pursued by you, to be the target of your desire. Only the brave can rise up to meet your challenge. So I think you also attract masculine people. Those who are equally strong and ambitious. 

You're also very attractive when you're protecting something or someone. When you show your compassionate side, for a cause, a greater goal. You show your support by concrete actions that get results, not just comforting gestures. You have a fierce love for the underdog, the weak, the unfortunate. 

Your vision of a better world can be your greatest motivator. You live your life with idealistic visions, but you don't just dream, you also do. Your appeal is the power you wield, over yourself and your surroundings. You're willing to work hard, as long as you deem it necessary. Maybe you're a touch workaholic, but you work towards a goal, not just a mindless grind. The sense of direction is very clear. If you believe in past lives, you can say that in the past, you were a soft, passive person who relied on others for support. But in this present, you're your own power, your own supporter. This independent energy is very attractive.

A little random thing, you might have a favourite comfort food that others find very endearing. It adds a touch of softness and joyful air to your otherwise strong energy.

TIGER'S EYE

You're the kind of person who people would want to have in any community. You can be a people magnet without realising it, without any conscious effort, maybe the only conscious effort that you have is to be yourself, to live life authentically. You attract people simply by being yourself. Your light is very visible, the natural confidence is vibrating through the air.

You're disciplined and responsible, but you're also gentle and kind. You're confident, but you also encourage the same attitude in people. People can feel that you would make a good parent, a good friend, a good neighbour. You're caring and want to protect and help people, but you do it with practicality. You don't just offer empty words, you back them up with actions. Being with you is both safe and inspiring. You inspire others to take more care of themselves, to stand up for themselves, you help people become more independent and come into their own powers. All these just through you chasing your own path. You have a strong sense of purpose, the person you believe in the most is yourself, and that makes people want to believe in you too, even when you haven't achieved your dreams yet. 

Talking with you is never boring. You can tell the most silly jokes, you can recount the most bizarre adventures, you can recite the most romantic poem or muse some really intense thoughts that surprise people. But you're also an avid listener, you listen with intensity, with childlike curiosity, you can even weep along the story, feel the pain and happiness behind every word. You make people feel heard and give them the compassion that is rare to find.

[comicaurora]

...What happens if I put a full twenty dollars into the urban fantasy vending machine?

it's been on the backburner for over a year, so nothing fresh, but for twenty dollars in the urban fantasy vending machine, here is a short vignette I haven't touched in a year and a half

The room was crisp and bright, all sharp edges and polished monochrome. The sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, refracting off the sparkling glass and steel spires that carved out the skyline and focusing with almost suspicious precision directly into my eyeballs. I slumped down further in my chair and squinted across at the empty desk. Everything was too damn bright.

“Can I get you anything, detective?”

The voice that rang out from behind me was innocent and musical. The woman it belonged to was not.

I scowled. “Absolutely not.”

“Suit yourself.” I could hear the indulgent smile. “The coffee’s very good, you know. I don’t settle for anything less than the best.”

“I’m sure.”

“And with a nose like yours, I’m sure you already knew.”

Water boiled, and a rich, bitter scent coiled through the air. It was good. Probably that Blue Mountain stuff, or - no. It had to be Turkish. Of course she’d do Turkish.

I squeezed my eyes shut and exhaled harshly. There was no way around it - I was exhausted. I’d hit the 48-hour sleep dep limit back on Saturday and had been burning through raw determination ever since. It was damn stupid of me, frankly. I probably couldn’t even handle arithmetic right now, let alone solve a mystery.

But it’d be real stupid of me to accept a drink from the most notorious poisoner in history, so I was just going to have to deal with it.

I reluctantly opened my eyes and the world blurred back into focus as a tall figure briefly eclipsed the dazzling display of sun-sparkled skyscrapers. A coffee cup settled on the desk with a soft clink. There was a rustle as she settled into the high-backed chair and leaned forward. The sun caught in her golden braided bun and played across the shoulders of her elegant black suit. Pale, slender hands clasped the coffee cup with practiced precision.

“So,” Medea said. “How can I help you today?”

Her eyes were honey-gold. Granddaughter of Helios, the myths had said, and the sun certainly seemed to be in the habit of favoring her. Her corporate empire dealt in energy. Geothermal, hydroelectric, solar, even nuclear - all those shiny, clean alternatives that were slowly outcompeting the old oil-burning models. Her power stations were already keeping the lights on for half of the eastern united states. It was a hell of a niche she’d carved out for herself, and like everything else she’d ever done, she was stunningly good at it. Then again, for a demigod princess and compulsive social climber, the world of corporate politics must’ve felt like a home away from home.

Her gaze was steady and level, like I wasn’t cutting into her busy workday. Like she had all the time in the world.

Well. She did, didn’t she?

I sighed. “There’s a new drug on the streets.”

“Is it Tuesday already?”

“This one’s different.” I rubbed my eyes. “Right now, they just think it’s a hallucinogen.”

“And?”

“It’s not. It shows what’s really there.”

The coffee cup froze halfway to her lips. “How much?”

“Can’t tell for sure. Sounds like they’re seeing fairies, sprites, goblins, standard hidden world stuff… but I’m pretty sure it cuts through glamour. Might even go deeper, start showing shifter’s true forms.” I leaned back. “The secret world won’t stay secret for long if the users and abusers start comparing notes. I was half-tempted to take some of the stuff myself just to find out how much they know, but I’m not exactly a neutral test subject.”

“Yes, between your physiology and your temperament, that would be very unwise.” The clink of her cup cut off my half-hearted retort. “Do you have any mortal friends who might be willing to take the plunge?”

I barked a bitter laugh. “All my mortal friends are wizards or cops.”

“Unfortunate. I see why you came to me.” She leaned back, lacing her fingers together. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but this is the first I’ve heard of it.”

Damn. Damn. Why was I surprised?

“That kind of potion isn’t really my style anyway,” she said. “Illusions and the breaking thereof are rather… outside my typical wheelhouse.”

“I know, I know.” I rubbed my eyes again. “I didn’t think you were making the stuff. I just hoped maybe you knew something. Nobody knows where it’s coming from.”

“The Goblin Market?”

“Obviously some people are dealing it through there, but I don’t have a supplier.”

“Tricky.” She leaned back. “What’s the delivery method?”

“That’s the weird part. It’s topical.”

She quirked an eyebrow. “Unusual. No ingestion or injection?”

“No.” I dug into my jacket pocket and pulled out the scuffed stainless steel tin, then dropped it on her desk. “Kid up in Wicker Park saw me, dropped this and ran. Broad daylight. I wasn’t even changed.”

“You do cut an intimidating figure regardless.”

I scowled. “I don’t know what he saw.”

She nodded once, then gestured at the tin. “Do you mind?”

“Be my guest.” I sank deeper into the chair.

She delicately picked up the tin and traced a nail around the lid. “The container is mundane.”

“Yep.”

She turned it in her hands, the battered metal catching the light. Then she cracked the lid.

I braced myself and squeezed my eyes shut. The smell was overwhelming and utterly unidentifiable - syrupy, sickly, wormwood and petrichor and rot. The headache I’d been nursing intensified.

I heard her sniff. Lucky woman. She had to try to smell the stuff.

“Otherworldly ingredients.” There was a click and the smell dissipated. I risked cracking an eye open. She’d replaced the lid and was staring at the container pensively.

“What do you think?”

She arched an eyebrow. “Maybe I should be asking you. If I want to identify the makeup of an unknown mixture, I need a full lab and the favor of Hekate. You just need your nose.”

I groaned. “All I know is it’s weird and I hate it.”

“Weird?”

“Weird! I can’t pin it down. It almost smells like something, but” - I waved my hands vaguely - “it’s all wrong.”

Medea stared for a moment, then set down the tin. “Detective, have you ever been to fairyland?”

“I assume you’re not being euphemistic,” I said, rubbing my eyes.

“No. I’m referring to the realm of fairy. Built on the ruins of Tír na nÓg, ruled by the Fairy Queen, land of glamour and illusion, home of the people of the hills. You must be familiar.”

“Of course I am.”

“But you’ve never been there?”

“I don’t do otherworld travel if I can help it.” I sat up. “Why?”

Medea idly traced a finger over the tin. “The bones of the fairy realm are very real, but for the most part, the realm is a beautiful illusion starving for reality. Your senses are entranced by a perfect, glamorous experience, but your body and soul waste away. Surely you’re familiar with the harmful effects of fairy food?”

“On paper.” I glanced at the tin. “You think this is some kind of illusion?”

“Just the opposite.” She tapped the lid sharply. “Fairyland is nothing more than the eternal dream of the Fairy Queen, but Tír na nÓg is as real as you or I. A land of promise and plenty, lost to ruin when its link to this world withered away. Its denizens fading to shades, its fruits and flowers rotting and decaying where they grew.”

I frowned. “This… this isn’t your area. Why do you know so much about this?”

She sighed. “Really, detective. Did you really think, over three thousand years, I stayed entirely in the mediterranean?”

“No, of course not-“

“After my flight from Athens I broadened my horizons significantly. I have visited the realm of Fairy several times.” She wrinkled her nose. “Of course, after the Tír fell to ruin, the quality of ingredients I could acquire plummeted rather dramatically. Gossamer illusions make for poor potions.”

I tried to cut through the fog in my head. Things were coming together. “You… think this was made in fairyland?”

“I think it was, at minimum, made from fairyland.”

“The smell… is odd. Like a floral perfume gone wrong. Rot making everything sweeter.” I scowled. “Not an illusion. Illusions don’t smell that bad.”

“Good,” she said. “Then some industrious denizen appears to have scoured the far edges of Fairyland to acquire ingredients from the ruins of the Tír.”

[wordsofwhimsy]

【Ｏｐｐｏｓｉｔｅｓ　

Ａｔｔｒａｃｔ】 - Part Twelve

Pairing: Mohawk!Mark Grayson x f!Reader

Warnings: None

Tags: Fluff, romance, Mark starts to get a liittle unhinged tho – an early warning sign, mayhaps?

Word Count: 2,588

Chapter Synopsis: Mark glows in the aftermath of your first kiss, and Emily struggles to deal with the annoyingness that quickly became y’alls relationship.

Part Eleven

Mark was smug, even as you fell asleep.

At some point—maybe twenty minutes after your last breathless kiss, maybe two hours, he had no concept of time—you’d drifted off, curled against him, heart finally quiet. Mark lay there, absolutely still, smirking up at the ceiling like the MVP of the universe. King of your dorm room. Sultan of your heart. Kyle could eat shit. He had one arm wrapped around your back, the other resting behind his head as he basked in the kind of peace that could only be earned by winning the game, getting the girl, and ruining a rival’s whole bloodline—all in a single night.

Your breath was warm against his collarbone. The weight of you on his chest—tangled in the blanket, still wearing that oversized hoodie—made his entire body feel still. Not grounded, not chained. Held.

He could’ve stayed like that forever.

But of course, forever doesn’t exist, and eventually the door creaked open. Mark blinked once, then turned his head slowly—because he knew. Of course he knew it was your damn roommate.

Emily froze halfway into the room, holding a giant water bottle, a half-eaten granola bar, and the unmistakable look of someone who'd just walked in on the third act of a coming-of-age movie.

“…Oh my god,” she whispered, eyes wide.

Mark gave her a look. “Do you ever knock?”

Emily blinked, then scoffed like he was the one being dramatic. “Knock? Bro, I live here.”

She took exactly three steps into the room before freezing again, eyes darting between you and Mark, the fairy lights, the blanket, the sheer level of post-makeout emotional devastation happening in real time.

“Also? Gross. And weirdly adorable. I feel like I just walked into a Taylor Swift lyric.”

“Who the hell is Taylor Swift?”

Emily gasped like he’d slapped her. “You did not just say that.”

He turned his head slowly, one brow raised, completely unfazed. “You’re ruining my moment right now.”

“Your—”

Mark turned on his side with zero hesitation, giving her his entire back like she was the credits screen of a movie he’d already seen twice. One arm tugged you tighter into his chest like a very warm, very smug vice grip.

“Shhh,” he said, deadpan. “It’s bedtime.”

Emily stood there, scandalized.

“Are you—are you actually fake-sleeping me right now?!”

Mark didn’t respond. Just buried his face in your hair like she no longer existed. You stirred a little in his arms, a small sound escaping your throat—barely awake, just enough to wrinkle your nose and shift your weight. Mark instinctively softened, pulling you closer with one hand while the other moved gently to your head, stroking your hair with the care of someone handling glass.

“Go back to sleep,” he murmured, voice low and warm. Then, a featherlight kiss to your forehead.

Emily stared like she was witnessing the emotional equivalent of a solar eclipse. “Okay. Yeah. I’m not sleeping in here tonight,” she groaned, turning on her heel and heading straight back for the door.

Mark raised one hand—still not facing her—and gave a lazy little wave. “Goodnight, Emily.”

Emily flipped him off and closed the door behind her.

There was only a minute of silence before he heard it. A tiny, unmistakable fluttering noise. Followed by… a chirp?

He sighed, then slowly turned his head once again—just in time to see something the size of a soda can launch itself off the bookshelf, wings flapping awkwardly as it dive-bombed the bed and landed squarely on his hip with a triumphant fwump.

“Oh, lord. This fuckin' thing…”

Pesto, now perched proudly on Mark’s hip like he owned the place, gave him a look—cocked head, narrow eyes, like yeah, what about it?

Mark let out a groan. “What is your deal? Every time we’re alone, you’ve got to make a dramatic entrance?”

Pesto flicked his tail, not even bothering to respond. He just puffed out his tiny chest like the badass he believed himself to be.

“Uh-huh,” Mark said, clearly done with this. “You're lucky she likes you, or I’d toss you across the room right now.”

Pesto gave him the most judgmental look possible, then gingerly nipped at the fabric of Mark’s suit. Like he was trying to claim ownership over it.

Mark’s eyebrow twitched. “Un-fucking-believable…”

—

Mark woke with a jolt in the middle of the night, the faint glow of the fairy lights still softly illuminating the room. His chest tightened the second he noticed the empty space next to him.

What the hell?

His heart started to pound as he sat up, eyes frantically scanning the room, half-convinced something terrible had happened. He reached across the bed, his hand searching for you, but the spot was cold. The covers were barely disturbed. His mind started to race.

What the hell?

The panic hit like a tidal wave. He bolted upright, ready to tear through the door and search every damn room, every floor, every inch of the dorms. His brain was working in overdrive—he could feel the fury of an all-too-familiar protective instinct bubbling up, the kind that had saved (and destroyed) cities and lives. But this? This was different.

It wasn’t about saving you from danger—it was about not knowing where the hell you’d gone.

He pushed himself off the bed, bolting for the door, ready to kick down the halls if he had to, but—

The door creaked open, and there you were, looking like a half-dazed sleepwalker, freshly out of the shared bathroom with your hoodie on backwards and your messy hair even more tangled than usual.

Mark froze, blinking a few times to make sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. His heart was still hammering in his chest, but seeing you—half-asleep, stumbling into the room like you didn’t just nearly make him tear apart the entire building—made him pause for a moment.

“...You’re okay?” he asked, his voice still tight with the remnants of his panic. His hand instinctively reached for you, pulling you gently back toward the bed.

You yawned, rubbing your eyes. “What? I just went to the bathroom….”

Mark let out a sigh of relief so deep, he practically deflated. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered, pressing his hand to his forehead. “You can’t just disappear like that, you nearly gave me a heart attack.”

You blinked up at him, clearly not fully awake, and groaned in that sweet, annoyed way you did when he acted a little too dramatic. “It’s not that serious, Mark.”

But Mark was already pulling you back into the bed, wrapping his arms around you tighter this time, as if to make sure you weren’t going anywhere.

“Next time,” he mumbled, already drifting back to sleep, “tell me when you’re leaving. Save this place some devastation…”

You chuckled, curling into his side as you finally settled. “I’m not a prisoner, you know.”

“Not yet,” he muttered, a little grin tugging at the corner of his lips. “But I’ll make sure I keep an eye on you, just in case.”

You were asleep again within minutes. Mark wasn’t.

He stared up at the ceiling, arm curled around you, your breath slow and steady against his chest. You didn’t even know what you’d done to him. One minute you were yawning in his hoodie like a sleepy little gremlin, and the next—boom. Full-blown existential spiral.

He hadn’t realized how deep it was until you disappeared. Just for a minute. Not even long enough for your side of the bed to cool. But it had felt like someone knocked the wind out of him with a crowbar.

He’d nearly gone full Viltrumite over a bathroom trip.

Mark closed his eyes and let out a slow breath through his nose, jaw tightening. Pathetic. That’s what it was. He wasn’t supposed to feel this... raw. This tangled. How the hell did this happen? How did it get to a point where your mere absence felt like a punch to the ribs. He wasn’t built for this. He knew that.

And yet.

Here you were, the literal definition of peaceful, drooling slightly on his chest, while he spiraled like a goddamn teenager. It was humiliating.

He ran his fingers absently through your hair, brushing a few strands out of your face. The glow from the fairy lights was soft, gold-pink across your skin. You looked like something out of a dream. His. Just his.

Mark wasn’t good at this. At having things. The universe had a funny way of taking everything he cared about and turning it into ash. He wasn’t naïve enough to think that this—you—would be any different.

But that didn’t stop him from holding you tighter anyway.

Just in case.

There was a soft chirp from the corner. Mark didn’t even look.

“No,” he said flatly. “Do not jump back on the bed.”

A flutter of wings.

“Pesto. I swear to god.”

Another flutter. Then silence. Then the softest little plop as something very small and very smug landed on Mark’s shoulder.

He sighed, but didn’t say anything. Pesto gave a soft warble and curled up right there, like a self-satisfied cat.

Mark didn’t bother fighting it. He just let his head fall against the pillow, one arm full of you, one shoulder full of nuisance, and a thousand thoughts clawing at his brain.

But it was fine. You were here. For now. And that was enough.

He could lose his mind about it later.

—

You didn’t mean to start living in each other’s pockets.

It just kind of happened.

One minute Mark was spending the night “just this once,” and the next he had a toothbrush in your mug, half his suit shoved under your bed, and a habit of looking at anyone who got within a five-foot radius of you like they were trespassing on government property.

It wasn’t weird, exactly. Not to you at least. It wasn’t even something you noticed.

He walked you to class (every class), texted you at lunch (even when you’d just got up to use the restroom), and kissed the back of your hand like some kind of war-scarred gentleman every time he left the room.

It was sweet. Intense, but sweet.

Emily, however, looked like she was two days away from submitting a missing persons report on your autonomy.

“You do realize he’s stalking you with affection, right?” she said one morning, peering over her cereal at you.

“What? No, he’s just—he’s being nice.”

“He walked you to the bathroom.”

“I forgot my ChapStick!”

“He waited outside the door.”

“So I wouldn’t get lonely?”

Emily just stared at you, stunned into silence by the sheer force of your delusion. “That’s not normal,” she said slowly. “That’s Disney-villain-with-a-redemption-arc behavior.”

You shrugged, entirely unbothered. “It’s cute.”

Emily dropped her spoon. “It’s unhinged.”

But when Mark showed up ten minutes later, still zipping up his suit top as he climbed in through the window, eyes scanning the room like he’d physically short-circuit if he didn’t see you immediately—

You smiled. Lit up like a sunbeam. He melted. Emily fake gagged into her cereal.

The weird part wasn’t that Mark was suddenly always around. It was that it didn’t feel weird.

He hadn’t left your side since That Night™—as if someone hit a switch labeled “You’re Mine Now” in his brain and forgot to turn it off.

And honestly? You didn’t mind.

He walked you to class like a security escort, sat behind you in lectures like a bodyguard, and waited outside your dorm room any time Emily kicked him out for more than ten minutes.

It wasn’t weird to you at all. Although, when you thought about it, you weren’t sure how he was allowed to always be there. I mean, he wasn’t even a student at your college...

At first you figured maybe he’d made a friend on the security team. Or maybe he had a cousin on the registrar board who owed him a favor.

But then you saw it. The lanyard. Hanging around his neck like he was a legit student. Photo ID. Barcode. University seal.

Except instead of a major, it said: "Mark. Just Mark. Authorized Presence."

You stared. “What the hell is ‘Authorized Presence’?”

“It’s official.”

“That doesn’t answer anything.”

He shrugged. “Didn’t have time for the paperwork.”

You narrowed your eyes. “Mark… what did you do?”

He smiled, boyish and unbothered. “Nothing illegal.”

“Mark—”

“Okay, technically illegal, but the guy I talked to said it was fine after he stopped screaming.”

You dropped your face into your hands. “You threatened someone, didn’t you.”

Mark leaned in, nosing at your temple affectionately. “I prefer ‘strongly encouraged.’”

Emily found the ID later and had to sit down. “Oh my god. Did you let a man with no legal ties to this school infiltrate academia because he makes out with you?”

You blinked. “...Yeah?”

Emily wheezed. “I’m going to jail by association.”

In class, he didn’t take notes. He didn’t have a backpack. He had zero academic interest in anything the professor was saying. He just sat in the back row, long legs kicked out, arms folded, watching you like you were the only thing worth learning.

You looked back at him once and mouthed, Go home.

He mouthed back; I am home.

Emily saw the whole thing and nearly defected to another friend group.

You’d wake up with him wrapped around you like a weighted blanket. You’d fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat under your cheek. He kissed your forehead so often it was starting to feel like punctuation.

It was a little much. Butalso… kind of everything.

Emily, meanwhile, was suffering.

“I’m staging an intervention,” she said one afternoon, poking her head around the corner to find Mark curled up on your bed, scrolling on his phone with one arm lazily draped over your waist. “You’re gonna forget how to function without him. You’ll walk out of here and just fall over.”

Mark didn’t even look up. “She functions fine. I carry the heavy stuff.”

“You carried her backpack to every class today,” Emily deadpanned.

“She looked tired.”

“It had a notebook and a pen in it.”

Mark didn’t even blink. Instead, he turned toward you, took your wrist gently in his hand and lifted it up between you like he was presenting fragile treasure. His fingers cradled yours so delicately, it looked ridiculous—like he was about to lay a crown jewel on a velvet pillow.

“She has small, delicate wrists,” he said, with absolute sincerity. “She shouldn’t be straining herself.”

You opened your mouth. “Okay, first of all—”

Mark brought your wrist to his lips and kissed it. Soft. Thoughtful. Like you were made of spun sugar and he was making a silent vow to never let the world bruise you. You lost your words and instead just smiled sweetly at him.

Emily made a noise like she was choking on her own soul. “You’re both insane. You’re gonna get married and name your kids after war crimes.”

Mark grinned against your skin. “Dibs on Napalm.”

You snorted.

Emily threw a pillow at him. “GET OUT.”

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Part Thirteen

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[pokemonshelterstories]

Weird little hypothetical because my friends and I are physically incapable of normal conversations:

What do you think would happen if you tried to evolve Eevee into one of its time-dependent friendship Evos during a solar eclipse, assuming that none of the conditions for any of the other forms have been met? So no Evolution stones and no fairy moves for it to turn into Sylveon. Personally, I think it'll just turn into an Espeon because there's still some level of sunlight reaching the earth

Obviously this is highly specific and I doubt it would ever happen. Seeing as an eclipse lasts somewhere between 10 seconds to 7 minutes, you'd either need to be incredibly lucky or be actively trying to make it happen and I doubt trying to force an evolution in that short of a time frame is a good idea.

it would just evolve into an espeon. the reason why eevee evolves into either espeon or umbreon depending on the time of day has to do with the exposure to UV light. the light reflected by even a full moon is weaker than the light given off during totality. that minimal amount of sunlight- about 5 lux- is all it takes to trigger an eevee to evolve into an espeon! umbreon really are meant to live in near-total darkness for the most part, so that much exposure to sunlight is enough.

it's possible to shift the evolution by other ways of artificially changing the amount of light, though! an eevee put under a UV lamp will evolve into an espeon even if it's night out, and if you completely shut out UV light sources, you can also get an eevee to evolve into an umbreon during the day. it's just tricky to find safe ways to trigger evolution in those conditions a lot of the time.

[tidewhims]

The Twlight of Innisgreen

🧬 Gameplay/World Lore 🧬

“By moon’s eclipse and silent cry,

She rose where stars and shadows lie.

A heart of gold, a soul half-night,

Her wings are born of fading light.

She blooms in stillness, guards the seen,

Yet dances realms that lie between.

If you seek her, speak not loud—

She listens best beneath a cloud.

One tear of joy, one vow held true,

Will call her magic back to you.

But heed this truth: to earn her grace,

You must be both the light… and space”

Light Fairies are said to be protectors of “the in-between” dusk and dawn, joy and sorrow, seen and unseen. They are moody by nature but deeply loyal once bonded. Sims blessed with high skill mastery and strong emotional ties are the only ones the stars ever choose.

Effects:

• Boosts skill-building (Painting, Writing, Astrology , Singing, Gardening)

• Fairy powers recharge faster under moonlight and dawns light.

• Extra mood boosts when helping or comforting Sims.

• Emotional reactions are stronger during morning or stargazing.

Unlocked by:

• First-time fairy transformation during a celestial event (like a solar eclipse in Innisgreen)

• Sim must have at least 3 skills at level 7 or higher, and a strong relationship with at least one Sim

• High/Maxed out emotional and creative family values bonus traits.

[sabrondabrainrot]

Lunar and Nexus vs Lunar and Old Moon

just wanted to get some thoughts out.

Lunar and Nexus It was bugging me for the longest time why Lunar said "Me and Moon (IE new Moon/Nexus) weren't that close." How were they not close? They were always on screen! They spent time together! They got to know each other. Then I realized. They were in fact not close. They barely interacted. The most interaction was when Lunar was fighting with him over Jack. Or when Lunar asked him to look more into Dazzle...which New Moon proceeded to put that on the back burner for the most part.

They were on screen a lot but never really bonded. When N.Moon was buying a house, at first I thought he was unintentionally excluding Earth and Lunar...but now it seems a tad more intentional? From N.Moon's perspective, I never really thought about it, but when he woke up he was greeted by Sun and Earth. They were the first people he met and basically became his entire world due to Eclipse showing up and making everyone hate them. He got extremely dependent on Sun and spent a lot of time with Earth. Never was interested in getting to know Monty much etc etc. Then BAM this little guy shows up and he's kinda funky with it and now Earth and Sun's attention are away from him. I think N.Moon was flat out jealous of Lunar. Lunar came back and basically everyone seemed to like and accept him. Sun even went out of his way to ask Earth to spend time with and help Lunar. Plus, Lunar already had a strong established bond with others. He talked to Monty easily. He came in and stole Earth away. Sun even started moving away from N.M. to spend time with Lunar too.

Then after buying a house he found out Lunar and Earth needed a place to stay but for some reason wasn't offering? Lunar made multiple statements he didn't want to live alone. So instead of offering his and Sun's space he instead asked Solar to build Jack to protect Lunar and so he wouldn't be alone.

Asking for Jack to be built was always so interesting to me because it kind of gave the vibes of 'pushing it onto something else'. N.M. cared but it seemed almost like he didn't want to be personally involved in keeping Lunar safe/company. Going off of vibes N.M. seemed to see Lunar as a responsibility that carried from Old Moon but never tried being that close to him. It seems they didn't find common ground.

Which is really funny to me, because N.M/Nexus was dabbling in Star Power stuff quite a bit but never once talked to Lunar regarding it.

Now that he's Nexus, he seems to hold an especially strong animosity towards Lunar and I think it's just his own hidden jealousy coming out. In a way he was the baby, Earth treated him as such and they got close. Sun had a habit of bringing of Old Moon and subconsciously comparing both of them but they still had an inseparable bond where Sun took care of Nexus. Lunar took his position as the baby. They stopped holding Nexus' hand in favor of holding Lunar's hand.

On top of that, Lunar had so much main character energy going on. He was coddled and treated special. Nexus probably was pretty jealous about that too. Lunar even had a special bond with Solar like him.

Does he hate Lunar? I don't think so, but I think there's probably some sibling jealousy going on.

Lunar and Old Moon

Old Moon just adores Lunar. It's literally night and day between him and NM. One of the first things he did was Move him and Sun out of the old house and in the process he made sure to find a place just for Lunar too.

The house he bought literally has a pre-installed blanket fort. Fairy lights and all.

While he doesn't want to be involved in Star Power he does check in with Lunar a lot. He's got a lot to catch up on but he's taking time to learn it all. Looking back to how they met and how fast they seemed to snap together, I think O.M. truly wanted a brother he could treasure. We know he still feels a lot of guilt and regret over hurting Sun so much. Lunar and Sun are both compared a lot. Them being so similar I think is part of why O.M. wanted to adopt Lunar as a lil bro so fast. Lunar, this is all my interpretation, in a way was a restart for O.M. He had a brother he could now dote on and love and not hurt. Someone who doesn't have any prior history of him harming them. Plus, O.M. does like to help people on occasion. Saving Lunar from Eclipse is like his own personal 'do over'. He wished he could have saved Sun from himself and by helping Lunar, that in itself is its own wish fulfillment.

He has said on many occasions he is Eclipse.

I've always seen Old Moon's kindness towards Lunar as its own small form of redemption. Again, he holds a lot of guilt so a lot of his own actions, even his kindness, is usually motivated from his persecution/guilt complex.

I'm still catching up on the show so I haven't seen a ton of Lunar and O.M. interactions but I do think he cares a lot Lunar still. He goes to bat for him at silly moments. Like when they were finding the odd smell in Lunar's room, he told Sun it was normal for Lunar to have a palette of Nutella.

He pays attention to what Lunar likes and his favorite foods.

There's also the added factor Lunar does understand O.M a lot too. They shared a headspace and Lunar got very close to him. He's on many occasions talked about how close they've gotten because of that experience. They both also share the same fears and both have sweet tooths.

He's a very sweet big brother. He literally bought the kid a bean bag factory. I'm waiting to see what the future has in store for the both of them.

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

What's inside?

[celestialmazer]

Some more irl Pinterest scraps including things I'm pretty sure I used to have up at my desk in art school!

"to err is human, but to really fill up requires a computer" - Big rubber duck -"How cute cats help you concentrate" - "I am not your bitch!" - Claudia Winkleman - Alan partridge - Arrested Development - Steven Tyler - Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid - Sabrina the Teenage Witch

Peacock - penguins - cougars - birds (owls, budgie, cockatoo, kestrel, vulture, finch)

Clint Eastwood movie quotes - "Esse insanity feminam canes" bitches be crazy - cat and moon brooch - Jane Eyre (2012) poster - cat! - Miss Piggy - Longleat Festival of Light - Folklore enamelware - tongue twister teatowel

Temperley coats - My Fair Lady illustration - kimono - " there are flowers everywhere for those who bother to look" Henry Matisse - Scottish Widows cape - Taylor Hawkins & the Coattail Riders Red Light Fever album cover - Jane Eyre inspired mirror - "potatoes give you so many ways to express yourself"

Artificial Wonderland by Yang Yongliang

Jellyfish - fairy moss

Cat fashion - blue tit bird on a speed camera - snake necked turtles - giraffe solar eclipse - Bob Masse studios label

Arctic images by Evgenia Arbugaeva

[cutely-inserts-my-opinion]

Hello! @tsams-au-confessions here! I'm doing an experiment where I barge into peoples inboxes and ask them about AUs they like! It's your turn! What AUs in any fandom do you like :]

Nwushdjdn oh my god there are so many I love

This list will be long and there will be explosions with me going insane on every one

🔞 = pretty self explanatory, the two that have these have smut, so-

📕 = they have full on fics (that I have read)!

🔞📕 The Highly Unconventional au/story by @alexandraisyes and @turbotasthick (I think?? I'm pretty sure chat-) was kind of my first introduction to tsams shipping aus, so it will always hold a special place in my heart. I couldn't stand it while I read it (it was just so dark it made me sick, its fucking phenomenal writing), but I kept reading it cause it sucked me in. Now I physically can't reread most of the first book lmao, but I love to reread small parts, as well as rereading whats out of the second. I love dad Kc and mom Solar Flare!! And just Sun's relationship with everyone. (I also have a new appreciation for angst, though its still hard for me to read)

I love @sunny-inajar's ATWR au! I'm not usually a fan of Solruin, but God Sommet is so cute I can't even- and I love Eclipse, and Sun is so pretty!!! God i could gush about that au so hard dude- RV is so pretty too idc-

📕 Snjsnhnrfi @kuuchaos's Backstage au is fucking great. I'm going to read the new chapter of Ameliorate as soon as I'm done making this list- Nexus is adorable, Solar and Eclipse are great, I'm really interested to see whats going on with Dark Sun, and nwuensiabshdjd FUCKING NUMBUS DUDE??? Also I can't wait to see more of Jack- god I love all of them im insane

🔞📕 Oh, and of course the @emhm au because oh my god. This au made me realize I relate to Eclipse a lot and I dont like that realization but its okay chat. I love Sun, I want to fight Lunar, and beussusbshs I'm sorry I love Old Moon dude, he's now little guy??? I fucking adore that. And I love the little Sun group chat, nsisnsjs all the different Sun's are so great. And God i just want to cradle Nisshoku and hold him so close the poor little guy. And like I said I related to Eclipse so I love and hate him, but I dont relate to him just enough to think he doesn't deserve anything bad happening to him. I love him dude shwnwusnd I do cringe whenever he's telling people to have sex or talking about when he's had sex with Sun, but that doesn't make me love him any less (well maybe it does but its just a littllee less lmao)

I do really like @ayyy-imma-ninja's fairy au. I need to take the time to learn more about it though- like read all the comics and stuff! Its a really good au

I also do really enjoy the @villainoustrioau. Its a lot of fun to see and I really like seeing all the Eclipse's being evil together!!

And of course, last but not least, the Confessionverse!!!! Because of course, I'm obsessed. I have so much fun getting to talk to J about Sol and Pan, and I love the roommates in general! It's a lot of fun, and the au is just great. Its a very fun and creative way to do an au! (Creativity i don't really partake in since I'm more focused on being a confession blog than an rp blog!)

And uhhh- yeah I think that's it!!!

[reyaint]

kpop dr | group ideas

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date: june 29 2025. 6:30am - 8:03am

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full credit to iheartshifting on pinterest for the ideas! if you use these credit me for my ideas (for the stuff i added)

not all of the stuff is the same because i did it on different days on different google docs so

EVERBLOOM

🥀. . . idea/name made by iheartshifting/Xia. discography and lore made by me.

.ೃ࿐GROUP NAME: everbloom (에버블룸) .ೃ࿐FANDOM NAME: sanatoria (산토리아)

ೃ⁀➷FANDOM NAME MEANING: the fandom name Sanatoria (산토리아) stands for “the healing place.” fans are envisioned as caretakers of both the physical world and its emotional landscapes—when a fan lights a candle at a concert, it’s said they help the Heirflowers maintain their “Bloom Aura,” preventing the Blight from spreading. *ೃ༄merch/key concepts: “Sanatoria Tickets” have floral holograms; fan chants are often drawn from nature sounds (rippling water, rustling leaves) layered under the main vocals.

.ೃ࿐INTRODUCTION: “the eternal forest that shelters their bloom.”

.ೃ࿐SUB-UNITS; lunaris (루나리스), solaris (솔라리스) ೃ⁀➷FANDOM SUBUNITS; *ೃ༄ lunaris - lunae sanatoria (루나예 산토리아) *ೃ༄ solaris - solis sanatoria (솔리스 산토리아)

.ೃ࿐CONCEPT; nature, ethereal, kind of dark, maybe kind of like nature morute but not as heavy as the actual aesthetic, fairy grunge, fairycore

.ೃ࿐MEMBER NUMBER; 8-12 .ೃ࿐GEN; 3rd-4th gen

✧˖*°࿐LORE:

everbloom is said to originate from a hidden realm called the Sanatoria—a mystical Garden of Seasons where each flower, tree, and creature is imbued with an ethereal consciousness. once every generation, when the lunar and solar energies align (a phenomenon known in‐world as the Threshold Bloom), “Heirflowers” are chosen by the ancient Tree of Whispered Petals to cross into the human world and share their magic through song and performance.

a mythical sisterhood born from a forgotten grove, where spirits of nature linger in different forms: moonlight, sunlight, moss, bone, bloom, rot. they represent the cycle of life, growth, and decay — blooming eternally in defiance of time.

their mission is twofold: *ೃ༄ restore balance: the mortal realm has become overrun by “Blight Fragments,” dark distortions born from environmental neglect and human despair. everbloom’s music and presence literally heal wounded places—murmurs of wind through their lyrics cause wilted gardens to re-sprout, and their harmonies soothe restless hearts. *ೃ༄ unite divided hearts: as they journey together, the “Heirflowers” learn to reconcile their own inner shadows (doubts, fears, lost memories) by leaning on one another. their growth becomes a metaphor: even in the darkest corners, a single seed of hope can bloom into something radiant.

.ೃ࿐FULL GROUP LORE ARC: (“Bloom of the Threshold”) *ೃ༄ prologue – “Seed of the Threshold” a short pre-debut webtoon/teaser: flowers bloom simultaneously on the Tree of Whispered Petals under rare cosmic alignment (an eclipse). a whispering narrator says, “when moon and sun become one, petals cast their final shadow… and awaken seven hearts in a world gone gray.”

ೃ⁀➷LUNARIS

“daughters of the moonlit forest, where secrets bloom in the dark.”

*ೃ༄ theme: the Moonlit Petal—Lunaris represents the nocturnal side of Sanatoria. their petals glow pale silver and moonlight, harnessing the power of reflection, introspection, and dreams. they’re the “guardians of secret hopes”. *ೃ༄ visual aesthetic: misty forest floors, dew-covered spiderwebs, subtle silver body jewelry that catches moonlight. costuming combines sheer fabrics (silvers, muted blues, pearl accents) with slightly distressed lace or tulle, to achieve a “fairygrunge” edge. *ೃ༄ narrative role: lunaris’s debut “nocturne” performance is said to awaken the hidden “dreamgroves” in the human world—places where people have forgotten how to imagine. Each member is assigned a “lunar bloom” (e.g., Moon Orchid, Night Jasmine, Silver Lily, etc); these flowers grant them unique “dream-weaving” abilities. when sung in harmony, their voices can gather stardust and disperse it as soothing dreams.

ೃ⁀➷SOLARIS

“where the sun weeps gold, and the wild things sing.”

*ೃ༄ theme: the Sunlit Sprout—Solaris embodies the diurnal side of Sanatoria. their petals gleam gold, amber, and warm coral, channeling energy, renewal, and courage. solaris’s music is often in major or modal scales, driving rhythmic patterns, bright brass accents, and layered group chants that feel like sunlight breaking through a canopy. *ೃ༄ visual aesthetic: sun-dappled glades, moss-covered stones, golden leaf hair accessories. costumes mix flowing chiffon (warm yellows, rust oranges, pale gold) with sturdier fabrics—like leather belts or metal accents—to evoke “nature warrior” vibes. *ೃ༄ narrative role: solaris’s debut performance “sunrises” over fields that have gone barren. each Solaris member is tied to a “Solar Bloom” (e.g., Sunburst Dahlia, Flame Anemone, Amber Peony); together, their voices can catalyze “dawnlight Petals” that revitalize broken soil and festered spirits.

ೃ⁀➷Bloom Spirit Ideas *ೃ༄ Moon Orchid (dream weaving) *ೃ༄ Night Jasmine (clairvoyance) *ೃ༄ Silver Lily (moonlight grace) *ೃ༄ Ghost Orchid (whisper magic) *ೃ༄ Sunburst Dahlia (flare power) *ೃ༄ Fire Anemone (courage bloom) *ೃ༄ Amber Peony (sun’s first ray) *ೃ༄ Golden Lotus (purity of dawn)

✧˖*°࿐Song Ideas (mostly titles)

ೃ⁀➷Everbloom

cosmic - red velvet

high hi - loona

ptt (paint the town) - loona

closer- oh my girl

secret garden - oh my girl

ring x ring - billie

eclipse - kim lip

la vie en rose - izone

butterfly - loona

boca - dreamcatcher

memoria - gfriend

save me save you - wjsn

psycho - red velvet

ೃ⁀➷Lunaris

fever - enhypen

advice - taemin

apple - gfriend

feel my rythym - red velvet

mansion - dreamcatcher

chill kill - red velvet

peek a boo - red velvet

why not? - loona

zombie - everglow / purple kiss

ponzona - purple kiss

sweet juice - purple kiss

on my bike - red velvet

ring ma bell (what a wonderful world) - billie

in & out - red velvet

siren - sunmi

goodnight - dreamcatcher

shadow - fx

beautiful monster - stayc

BEcause - dreamcatcher

taeyeon – invu

f(x) – 4 walls

dreamcatcher – sahara

ೃ⁀➷Solaris

up - kepler

as you wish - wjsn

lilac - iu

me gustas tu - gfriend

cool with you - new jeans

panorama - izone

hwaa - i-dle

stereotype - stayc

la di da - everglow

nonstop - oh my girl

wannabe - itzy

closer - oh my girl

day 1 - red velvet

flipp!ng a coin - billie

sunflower – seventeen (DK)

illusion – aespa

mago – gfriend

fearless – le sserafim

as if it’s your last – blackpink

i am – ive

deja vu” – dreamcatcher

sunset – taeyeon

fire - exid

ring the alarm - kard

✧˖*°࿐Album Ideas

ೃ⁀➷Everbloom

Threshold Bloom

Petal Spirits

Chrysalis

Fourfold Echo

Sanoria

Ever After Bloom

Four Seasons Requiem

Rooted

Mistveil

Chapter II: The Wilted Rite

All We Were

Ashes in the Moss

Everbloom: Mythos

Everbloom: Vivarium

The First Garden

Sanatoria: Seasons of Us

ೃ⁀➷Lunaris

Lunae Reverie

Nightshade Lullaby

Nocturne Pledge

Silver Moth

Echoes in Dew

Moonlit Thicket

Dreamgrove’s Call

Glass Garden

Nocturne of Thorns

The Moon Knows

Lantern’s Cry

Garden of Bones

Ash Petals

Phases

Nocturne Garden

Wax & Wane

ೃ⁀➷Solaris

Dawn’s Bloom

Thread of Dawn

Aurora’s Roam

Sunvine

Amber Horizon

First Light

Petal Requiem

Sunheart

Honeylight

Wisteria Bloom

Velvet Creek

Solar Bloom

Helia

Goldenblood

GLACIA

❄️. . . idea/lore made by iheartshifting/Xia. discography made by me.

.ೃ࿐GROUP NAME: glacia .ೃ࿐FANDOM NAME: claude (클로드)

ೃ⁀➷FANDOM NAME MEANING: the name Claude is taken from the poet Claude McKay, who wrote “The Snow Fairy,” a short poem describing snowflakes as mystical sprites and fairies. in glacia's universe, Claude symbolizes the watchers, believers, and co-authors of the group’s evolving story.

.ೃ࿐INTRODUCTION: "crafted by cold, awakened by Claude"

.ೃ࿐CONCEPT; dark fairytale x psychological thriller, mental health x magical girl transformation, asylum chic meets frostcore aesthetic, broken reality + girlhood in crisis, themes of dreamlike rebellion, identity collapse, trauma, and self-reclamation, shifting from whimsical frost to raging blizzards as their story unfolds.

.ೃ࿐MEMBER NUMBER; 5-7 .ೃ࿐GEN; 3rd-4th

✧˖*°࿐LORE:

there are six girls trapped inside a cold, sterile asylum. the institution treats them like failed experiments—fragile minds in delicate bodies. but within their dreams, they become magical girls in an eternal winter wonderland. this world is shaped by their collective imagination, where each member manifests a power or persona reflecting both trauma and hope. *ೃ༄ twist: their fantasy is not just delusion—it’s based on fragmented memories of the real world. the "wonderland" is their subconscious piecing together the truth: they were once normal girls taken from different lives, now trying to remember who they were and how to escape.

ೃ⁀➷each member has a magical girl persona in the winter world and a real-world backstory in the asylum.

*ೃ༄ Magical Self: wields moonlight that can freeze time briefly. *ೃ༄ Asylum Self: was a pianist who stopped speaking after a family tragedy. *ೃ༄ Motif: music box, frozen tears

*ೃ༄ Magical Self: can create auroras to heal or confuse enemies. *ೃ༄ Asylum Self: had synesthesia, forced into endless neurological testing. *ೃ༄ Motif: stained glass, soft lights.

*ೃ༄ Magical Self: skates on frozen air, defying gravity. *ೃ༄ Asylum Self: a gymnast with trauma-induced hallucinations. *ೃ༄ Motif: carousel horse, frost lace.

*ೃ༄ Magical Self: controls icy winds with a war fan. *ೃ༄ Asylum Self: street kid institutionalized for “delinquency.” *ೃ༄ Motif: broken mirror, frostbite scars.

*ೃ༄ Magical Self: speaks to snow creatures; introverted and eerie. *ೃ༄ Asylum Self: selective mute, labeled unstable. *ೃ༄ Motif: whispering snow owl, dolls.

*ೃ༄ Magical Self: creates illusions from snowfall. *ೃ༄ Asylum Self: the youngest; trauma from witnessing violence. *ೃ༄ Motif: paper snowflakes, glass marbles.

✧˖*°࿐Song Ideas (mostly titles)

red velvet – one of these nights

iu – above the time

exo – sing for you

wjsn – secret

billie – ring ma bell (what a wonderful world)

loona – egoist (Olivia Hye)

everglow – la di da

txt – eternally

taemin– criminal

txt – 0X1=lovesong (I Know I Love You)

oneus – lit (remixed/dark ver)

taeyeon – invu

gfriend – time for the moon night

wjsn – as you wish

txt – ghosting

billie – moon palace

loona – satellite

dreamcatcher – jazz bar

✧˖*°࿐Album Ideas

Moon Locked Room

Windowseat Dreamers

Frozen Sonata

SKATE//BLADE

Snowblind Candy

Glass Bloom

Snow Was Never Cold

Starlit Asylum

Spring From Ice

Our Real Names

Claude’s Snowfall

Frozen Firewall

Break the Ice

Flurry.exe

Winter Dolls

Midnight Reboot

Crystalline

Snowglobe

Thorns On Ice

Frozen Rose

Aurora Error

If You Wake Up

✧˖*°࿐Discography Ideas I Already Have

crystalia - butterfly (loona) - debut - mini

wonderfade - teddy bear (stayc) / as you wish (wjsn) - mini

null//winter code - ponzona (purple kiss) - mini

snowing reviere - ssots (izone) - full

aftersnow - blue hour (txt) - mini

spriteverse: origin fragments - girls night (loosemble) / diamond (tri.be) - special mini

glass eden - save me save you (wjsn) / vivace (lightsum) - mini

labyrinthine - idea (taemin) / apple (gfriend) - single

ego//snow - mansion (dreamcatcher) - mini

claude’s carol - fever (enhypen) - mini

ctrl freeze - feel good (secret code) (fromis9) - full

whitenoise - to be or not to be (oneus) - mini

whiteout - odd eye (dreamcatcher) - mini

snow - asap (new jeans) - single

antifreeze - yoyo - mini

re:snowbound - psycho (red velvet) - full

glassy veins - can't you see me / freeze (txt) - mini

spring lock - ring x ring (billie) - mini

lullaby - piri (dreamcatcher) - single

snowlocked - puzzle moon (gwsn) - mini

snowdrop - violeta (izone) -mini

alone with you - ditto (new jeans) - single

sleepwalker’s waltz - reel my rhythm (red velvet) - full

cloudbreak - dm (fromis9) - single

fractals - pinball (rescene) / the chase (hearts2hearts) - mini

melt - hwaa / hann (alone in the winter) (i-dle) - mini

glass room - sweet juice

snow blind - chill kill (red velvet) - full

DISBANDMENT SONG - cosmic or red flavor by red velvet

AGEMENON

🌸. . . idea/lore made by iheartshifting/Xia. discography made by me.

.ೃ࿐GROUP NAME: agamemnon .ೃ࿐FANDOM NAME: aulin

ೃ⁀➷FANDOM NAME MEANING: when the girls were thrown into the maze, they believed they were alone. but when they cried out at the altar, a thousand echoes answered—not the god, but others like them. Aulin are the remembered. the marked. the witnesses. some escaped. some were reborn. some simply watched. the god cannot reach them now, so they hold the stories—and the names—of those still inside. aulin are not just fans. they are the ones who feed the myth.

.ೃ࿐INTRODUCTION: "To those who see the vines twist, who taste the fruit and know it is not sweet—welcome. we are agemennon."

.ೃ࿐CONCEPT; survival vs. morality, beauty in horror, the aestheticization of suffering and sacrifice, faith & fanaticism, cyclic tragedy, nature as god, cottagegore, naturepunk, blood-floral, folk horror, mythcore, twisting hedge mazes, ceremonial circles, moss-covered altars. vintage gowns with decay and overgrowth (vines, moss, flower-stained lace), ritual masks, antlers, gold leaf accents, altar-like accessories. earth tones blended with corrupted whites, deep crimson, and sickly gold.

.ೃ࿐MEMBER NUMBER; 5-7 .ೃ࿐GEN; 3rd-4th

✧˖*°࿐LORE:

the girls wake up scattered within a massive, ever-shifting labyrinthine garden, surrounded by towering hedges, ancient trees, and crumbling stone altars. no memory of how they arrived. no exit.

every path leads to a clearing with a twig sculpture, a crude god made of bone, wood, vine, and gold thread. it watches them—but never moves. starving and desperate, one girl prays. the next morning, apples rain from the trees. this being becomes known as the groveheart, a silent forest deity that grants food and protection—but slowly begins to demand blood.

first, small injuries. then a full offering: a new girl appears, screaming and confused. the others must either sacrifice her—or starve. the girls give in. and the god blooms—its twigs deepen in color, petals sprout from its mouth, its eyes glow gold. the garden provides again.

with every new cycle, one girl is transformed. marked. chosen by the god to serve longer. these girls begin to forget their past lives. they gain power—visions, songlike speech, control over roots, whispers in the vines. they become the god’s orchard-keepers, thorn-bloomed saints, and silent watchers.

ೃ⁀➷CHARACTER ROLES IDEAS

*ೃ༄ The Bloomed Symbol: rose thorns, glass eyes, broken hourglass, butterfly🥀 Color: blush pink first to arrive, first to pray to the god. seemingly soft, but hides guilt. white dress with thorn embroidery, stained hem. “the chosen” but twisted. white dress with thorn embroidery, stained hem.

*ೃ༄ The Trickster Symbol: fox mask, gold vine tattoos, vine🎭 Color: sunlit gold dual nature – cute and disturbing. cheats the god’s system. manipulates others into the offering. pretends to help, but lures girls toward sacrifice. survivalist.

*ೃ༄ The Devotee Symbol: wooden rosary, red-tinted robes, black veil Color: dust grey true believer of the twig god. leads rituals. eventually cracks. cult priestess energy

*ೃ༄ The Thorned Symbol: floral scars, black antler crown, red apple👑 Color: black, bloody black has been sacrificed and returned. broken, angry, powerful. vengeful angel.

*ೃ༄ The Lost Symbol: wooden compass, heart, diary, torn map🧭 Color: sky blue doesn’t know how she got here. brings humanity. could be the key to escape. dreamy, poetic, slowly unraveling. barefoot, diary pages sewn into sleeves

*ೃ༄ The Acolyte Symbol: candle, carved wooden charm, scorched apple Color: yellow believes deeply in the god and performs rituals. sweet but eerie, obsessive in faith

*ೃ༄ The Sacrifice Symbol: white daisy with red tips, lamb, apple🌼 Color: white tinged with blood red wide-eyed innocence; the "new girl" always thrown into the maze. her songs are sweet, eerie, and tragic. quiet, tragic beauty; adored by the god

*ೃ༄ The Oracle Symbol: bird skull, white ribbon, blindfold, moths🎗️ Color: white second to pray to the twig god. haunted voice. may have visions.

*ೃ༄ The Shepherdess Symbol: eye, ivy, and sheep plush🐏 Color: moss green chosen to "guide" the rest into obedience. wears calmness as control; hides internal guilt

*ೃ༄ The Priestess Symbol: twisted branch/crown of thorns, wooden cross, thorn dagger🌿 Color: white, brown she leads the prayers to the twig god. stoic, graceful, and unsettling

✧˖*°࿐Song Ideas (mostly titles)

blue hour - txt

you and i - dreamcatcher

i am - ive

heya - ive

accendio - ive

the fifth season (SSFWL) - oh my girl

siren - sunmi

why not? - loona

ptt (pain the town) - loona

one (lucid dream) – golden child

deja vu - dreamcatcher

twilight - oneus

tilt - irene and seulgi

monster - irene and seulgi

secret - wjsn

time for the moon night - gfriend

mago - gfriend

wave - cix

luna - oneus

moonlight - pixy

silent night - dreamcatcher

sweet crazy love - loona / oec

love cherry motion - choerry

flame - cravity

4 walls - fx

crown - txt

libido - only one of

black dress - clc

devil - clc

full moon - sunmi

bon voyage - yooa

labyrinth - gfriend

valkyrie - oneus

wonderland - ateez

demain - dreamcatcher

photo -veryveri

blue flame - lesserafim

la luna - onewe

scream - dreamcatcher

✧˖*°࿐Album Ideas

Ashes In Bloom

The Root Witch

Briar Psalms

Cicada Hymn

The God That Grew Here

Midsummer Crown

Barrow Hymns

Wicker Bloom

Petals for the Pyre

The Green Wound

Bride of the Grove

Serpent’s Mouth

✧˖*°࿐Discography Ideas I Already Have

the garden - secret garden (oh my girl) - debut mini

the offering - red flavor (red velvet) - mini

bloodfruit - apple (gfriend) - full

harvest - sweet juice (purple kiss) - mini

coven - tippy toes (xg) / cosmic (red velvet) - mini

of flesh and bloom - poison (pink fantasy) - mini

thorn chair - easy (lesserafim) - mini

the labyrinth psalms - psycho (red velvet) - full

prayers - boca / piri (dreamcatcher) - mini

veil of ivy - obliviate (lovelyz) - mini

the apple wound - peek a boo (red velvet) - mini

the feast of hollow girls - ponzona (purple kiss) - mini

gilded garden - feel my rhythm (red velvet) - full

womb of the earth - goodnight (dreamcatcher) - mini

morrow vine - halazia (ateez) - mini

sickle serenade - blood, sweat, and tears (bts) - mini

edensmaw - love dive (ive) - mini

feast of petals - addicted (pixy) - full

eulogy of the orchid - more and more (twice) - mini

NEONHAZE

✨. . . idea/lore made by iheartshifting/Xia. discography and group/fandom name made by me

.ೃ࿐GROUP NAME: neonhaze, ne0n_h4z3 .ೃ࿐FANDOM NAME: echoes, ech03s

ೃ⁀➷FANDOM NAME MEANING: represents those who hear and respond to the call in the silence. echoes are not just sounds—they are remnants of something once alive, messages carried across silence, fragments of lost humanity. they resonate with the group's music and emotion across time and emptiness. they complete the group’s story—like voices from the world NeonHaze is trying to find again. in the lore, Echoes might be survivors, signals, or even fragments of NeonHaze's own forgotten past.

.ೃ࿐INTRODUCTION: "From nothing, we make noise."

.ೃ࿐CONCEPT; isolation, city aesthetic

.ೃ࿐MEMBER NUMBER; 5-11 .ೃ࿐GEN; 3rd-5th

✧˖*°࿐LORE: in a world eerily paused, five girls awaken inside a massive floating black cube, suspended over a silent, abandoned Seoul. their memories are fragmented—faces they can't place, emotions without origin, moments that feel like dreams.

when they escape, the world is completely empty. no humans, no voices, no traffic. Just the sound of their own footsteps echoing across streets lit by flickering neon signs. at first, they treat it like freedom—raiding arcades, driving stolen sports cars, dancing on rooftops under strange electric skies. But the fun fades quickly.

why are they the only ones left? what is the cube? Who put them in it? and... are they being watched?

each member begins experiencing “Echoes”—phantom sounds, distorted music, coded signals coming through abandoned radios and phone screens. these “Echoes” seem to be leading them toward something... or someone. the group begins their journey across cities and forgotten places, using music, rhythm, and instinct to chase the truth, uncover their connection to the cube, and maybe—awaken the world again.

✧˖*°࿐Song Ideas (mostly titles)

lit - oneus

run away - txt

loser=lover - txt

00:00 (zero o’clock) - bts

stay tonight - chungha

loco - itzy

hwaa - i-dle

psycho - red velvet

deja vu - dreamcatcher

criminal - taemin

guilty - taemin

home;run - seventeen

halazia - ateez

inception - ateez

answer - ateez

bomb bomb - kard

bad boy - red velvet

burn - artms

star - loona

no diggity - oneus

lalalay - sunmi

gotta go - sunmi

kitsch - ive

ott - ive

✧˖*°࿐Album Ideas

Afterglow

Neon Mirage

Escape

Echoes

Static

Flicker

Lost Frequencies

Echoes in the Cube

✧˖*°࿐Discography Ideas I Already Have

no one left at dawn - butterfly (loona) - mini

echo room - zombie (purple kiss) - mini

black box diaries - asap (stayc) - mini

search - odd eye (dreamcatcher) - mini

cube//rewind - luna (oneus) - full

first light - feel special (twice) - mini

dead zone - girls never die (triples) - full

pulse - invincible (triples) - mini

echoes in the void - piri (dreamcatcher) - mini

dance - sonar (nmixx) - single

awaken - why not? (loona) - mini

last light - blue hour (txt) - mini

connection - drama (aespa) - full

neon phantoms - mago - mini

the threshold - dalla dalla (itzy) - mini

vivie - are you alive? (triples) - mini

DOPAMINE!

💘. . . idea/lore made by iheartshifting/Xia. discography made by me.

.ೃ࿐GROUP NAME: dopamine! .ೃ࿐FANDOM NAME: my rush (마이러시)

ೃ⁀➷FANDOM NAME MEANING: "Rush" refers to the dopamine rush, that sudden surge of joy, excitement, or affection — like when you see your bias, fall in love, or feel truly seen. "My Rush" makes it personal, as if each fan is DOPAMINE’s own heartbeat spike. just as DOPAMINE delivers emotional “doses” of love and connection through music and performance, the fans are the ones who complete the circuit—the reason the system exists. in the lore, fans are emotional catalysts, unknowingly receiving and spreading love ripples. “my Rush” implies that the fans aren’t just recipients—they’re the reason the system spikes. CUPID INC. tracks “rush frequency” as emotional feedback. Whenever fans scream, cry, dance, or feel something because of DOPAMINE, the “Rush Index” spikes. this index is called M.R.I. (My Rush Index) on the official lore side — a secret metric CUPID INC. uses to measure emotional connection.

.ೃ࿐INTRODUCTION: "makers of love we are dopamine!"

.ೃ࿐CONCEPT; futuristic lab chic: white coats over streetwear, neon hair streaks, test tubes as accessories, heart monitors, glowing tattoos, pulse bracelets, glitch-core meets bubble cyberpunk aesthetics, pastel labs, metro tunnels with holograms, empty convenience stores with secret labs in the back.

.ೃ࿐MEMBER NUMBER; 4-7 .ೃ࿐GEN; 3rd-5th

.ೃ࿐LORE "Helping someone fall in love isn’t a crime… unless you get caught."

enter CUPID INC., a secret underground organization disguised as a harmless neuroscience startup. but in reality, it's an elite collective of rogue IN*A (Intuitive Neural Architects)—quirky scientists, failed AI projects, and empathy hackers—on a mission to restore genuine connection to the world.

instead of wings and arrows, today’s Cupids use neuro-darts, emotion-charged playlists, micro-scent releases, heart-monitoring tech, and dopamine-triggering holograms. their weapon of choice? carto-dopamine, a custom blend of neural activators designed to simulate the "spark" of love.

DOPAMINE is CUPID INC.’s public-facing cover operation—an “idol therapy project” designed to deliver love-encoded doses of emotional euphoria through music, visuals, and performance. to the world, they’re a colorful, boundary-breaking K-pop group. but behind the scenes, each member is a field Cupid, sent to monitor emotional imbalances in the public and deliver coded “doses” via lyrics, fan events, and sneaky neural nudges.

✧˖*°࿐Song Ideas (mostly titles)

odd eye – dreamcatcher

l.i.e – exid

obliviate – lovelyz

drip – hinipia

twilight – gwsn

deja vu – dreamcatcher

eyes locked, hands locked - red velvet

stay tonight - chunga

dumb dumb - red velvet

power up - red velvet

rollin' - brave girls

hola hola - kard

chi mat ba ram - brave girls

as you wish - wjsn

power up - red velvet

russian roulette - red velvet

i can't stop me - twice

what is love - twice

cupid - fifty fifty

fancy - twice

snapping - chungha

the feels - twice

the scientist - twice

cheeky - kep1er

giddy - kep1er

secret garden - oh my girl

star - loona

overdose - exo

cool - weki meki

mago - gfriend

twilight - oneus

blue flame - lesserafim

nxde - i-dle

dilemma - apink

doom doom ta - tri.be

la di la - everglow

next level - aespa

ring x ring – billlie

hocus pocus – bvndit

butterfly – loona

tiki-Taka (99%) – weki meki

zig zag – weeekly

dreamlike – the boyz

love in space - cherry bullet

✧˖*°࿐Album Ideas

Lovelog

Heartbug Protocol

Synthetic Sweets

FL!RT DRIVE

C.T.R.L. Me Maybe

404: Love Not Found

ERROR: Crush Detected

Neurotica

Soft Reset

Bloomware

Loveware v1.0

Pixel Heartbeat

Memory Loop

Codependent Circuit

Glitch Kiss

Red String.exe

Placebo Crush

False Positive

Emotion Engine

Human Beta

Love Was a Test

NO/YES/LOVE

Simulated Euphoria

CTRL+ALT+DEL

F.L.A.W. (Feelings Lost After Wiring)

Future Crush

Neon Love Diary

Dream Signal

Polaroid Protocol

Pink Frequency

Heartwave FM

Starlit Syntax

Chrono Crush

Electric Bloom

Love Capsule

✧˖*°࿐Discography Ideas I Already Have

synthlove: dosing bullets - tag me (weekly) - mini

chemical x - after school (weekly) - mini

recall: error in the system - so bad (stayc) - mini

dose 01: romance in retrograde - loco (itzy) / o.o (nmixx) - full

crush.exe - run2u (stayc) - mini

pink syringe lab - love so sweet (stayc) - mini

neural bloom - love bomb (fromis9) - mini

manual override : code♡ - after like (ive) - mini

lovectrl (alt: love.xtrl) - because (dreamcatcher) - mini

dopadose: project heartline - power up (red velvet) - full

heartwave - bim bam bum (cignature) - mini

lovely - #cookiejar (red velvet) - mini (JP)

myrush - really really (cherry bullet) - special single

heartbeat - heart shaker (twice) - mini

i want - sterotype (stayc) - mini

lol (love over logic) - love dive (ive) - full

brainbow pop - red flavor (red velvet) - mini

bloomware - #menow (fromis9) - mini

halogen - sweet juice (purple kiss) - mini

spark - feel special (twice) - full

candycode - asap (stayc) - mini

simulated love - peek a boo (red velvet) - mini

placebo - pyscho (red velvet) - full

[notokbutthriving]

I love the difference in the magical abilities of the family

Lunar has weather powers, Sun has the equivalent of an emp, Moon has fire, Eclipse has levitation/fairy godmother powers, Earth can talk to animals, and Solar..

Solar has a gun

[astrobuggy]

Just a rant (or rants idk)

◇ I hate it when I search up a character and some other thing shows up :| Like I just searched up Lunar to obviously see Lunar content (my pookie 💓) and why in the world did I see a Jack edit. No hate to him, but omg, SHOW ME WHAT I SEARCHED FOR 🤬

□ I despised how many people compared Lunar to Nexus. THEY BARELY SHARE ANYTHING IN COMMON. THEY WERE PLACED INTO DIFFERENT CIRCUMSTANCES WHICH LED THEM TO DIFFERENT PATHS. PLEASE, WHAT DO YOU NOT GET?! 😭

◇ Epic animators had no business making Odysseus THAT attractive. I see him in any art style, and I understand why Poseidon was hot on his pursuit of him (AND PENELOPE, ESPECIALLY PENELOPE 🗣)

□ I have listened to TSAMS fan songs, and I don't like any of them 🧍‍♂️ I AM SO SORRY. I KNOW THEY PUT WORK INTO THEM, BUT I JUST CANT ROCK WITH THEM 😓

◇ My obsession with Lunar has gotten so bad. I won't even watch a video if it doesn't have him on it. I've missed about 4-6 episodes - I think 😥

□ I am not catched up with TEAPS. What is going on over there? All I know is that Foxy is dead and Eclipse is heavily traumatized now. Oh, and his children are missing

◇ I'm lowkey starting to hate Lumini...🧍‍♂️TOXIC YAOI HAS TAKEN ME. HELP

□ I'm confused about Solar x Nebula being a thing. Like ain't Nebula an astral? They work differently with emotions. Shown with Lumini since it was revealed that it was doomed because of how the Astrals worked. Unless Nebula is not an astral, then yeah, it's fine ig. If she is, then there's a flaw in the writing 🧍‍♂️Also this ship just seems like a lavender marriage 😭

◇ I'm watching Davis own series and honestly I fuck with them heavily. I love fairy tale the most as of now :] I ESPECIALLY LOVE VITALIS! I recommend watching his own series. They're pretty good :>

□ I want Lunar to be a bastard. I'm tired of people dog piling him. I NEED HIM TO FIGHT BACK. BITE BACK. (BUT WATCH PPL CALL HIM IRRATIONAL OR EVIL. I LITERALLY HAVE AUS WHERE LUNAR IS AN ASSHOLE, an endearing one, tho. Well, kinda-)