#Astra Orders

[maximura]

Ad Astra team

[fuerrziah]

updated his look a little

made his clothes a little bit more complicated lmao

lore crumbs as always:

Some lore crumbs w him, because I barely talk abt him in any way but he's my fav anyway he's so girlfriend coded and yall know that.

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"astrea is arrogant and quite mean on the outside, but he's more complicated than that, his heart stays warm and soft for certain things in life. I appreciate his wit... but he's too obvious to certain things sometimes, but that's alright." — Kaeya about Astrea

the mage, lives deeply in the whispering woods, away from prying eyes in his small cottage.

under the mask of arrogance, there is a lonely immortal, who has been cursed by immortality as some individuals as well. feeling hopeless, as he can't remember faces of his loved ones from the past, he's trying his best to remember once again.

He had some... History with the abyss prince/princess as well with the abyss order, that's why he and the abyss order are on rather bad terms.

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thats it for not cuz my brain is melting BSBSHHS

[melien]

𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑾𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑾𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒆'𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓

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[strawberri-draws]

Some different concepts for a game me and a friend are working on :)

[fromcommorragh]

OCs Dilara of Savash, Rogue Trader Masari Bonnefoy and Sister Famulous Vernetta by Deborgant for @DilaraCC1, @ThatRogueTrader and @Techpriest_Trix on twitter

[ravs6709]

“This story is for just that one reader.”

so this is the end huh

Oh... the end...

[hinsaa-paramo-dharma]

I just watched Luv Kush: the warrior twins and MY LOVE FOR THIS MOVIE WENT OFF THE CHARTS WHEN I HEARD RAM JI'S VOICE

[iongenesis]

felt like bigging up my ego so i made keychain designs of my own ocs >=P

[gl1tchxr]

Agora said "is anyone gonna become found family with this emo teenager" and didn't wait for an answer

[primeministerofantarctica]

takada making nishimura blush: sweet. absolutely adorable. <333.

nishimura making takada blush: sdhkjgfskghs?? im gonna eat glass (positive)

[astralshipper]

vibrating at inhuman speeds. i need my dad to ask what i want to watch so i can tell him i wanna watch the ba.d batch. i want to see hunter. i want to see him. dad please

[whoistrash]

So. I think this is a perfect moment to share my playlist for @fordtato's Jersey Boy. This fanfiction is a masterpiece and deserves a read without a doubt. Don't be shy. Go read it. And listen to this playlist when you're done.

[fuerrziah]

drawing the creature ever genshin oc

he asks u politely to return his hat 🕸️✨

[mymadmedleyw]

thorn of the dead rose

(ao3)

They said every coronation held its magic, reflecting what the going-to-be crown ones' would represent in the realm then during their reign.

However, not every monarch required the same treatment as their ancestors; of course, some refused to be seen the same way.

And some... some simply were different - as much as no one could have ever seen. (Or at least, for the one, following some kings, possibly through hundreds of years, that gap within the several cases was detectable when once came to face something entirely else... Else was not wrong, though, else was enchanting, especially compared to boring previous years...)

"Are you sure you don't wish for a ceremony?" The ghost, called Fright Knight, asked the one who was sitting across the throne, idly running her fingertip over the dark green jewel on her left ring finger.

The ruler tilted back her head, fizzy, slightly flowing locks of hair danced in the air as she answered with a moan. "For what? Isn't it obvious?"

"It is, but..." The knight debated, shutting his mouth as he caught her rolling her glowing eyes.

Sometimes that mesmerizing gaze glinted in bright magenta, but mostly it shined in crimson red as every other ghosts' eyes would have been (even though she was still halfway human...).

"But what?" She asked pointedly, crossing her legs over the other on the armrest of the throne.

"I'm sorry," Fright Knight muttered, immediately bowing deeply. "I questioned you. Of course, it is unnecessary."

She marked him for a long time, then, with a huff, returned to the thoughtful fidgeting. "Good, 'cause I hate events." With a gesture in the air, she elaborated. "I always despised such compulsory social gatherings. Boring. It's about nothing but acting. They already know who the boss is here now, don't they? And in case anyone would query my right... then I'm saying, tell the ones my doors are open. I'd welcome any challenge."

"No one would dare to doubt your rightness, my king." Fright Knight corrected the prior statement, feeling odd a bit about the title when currently - only in his presence though - she sometimes posed in her original form.

The monarch frowned but then, neglecting his probably miserable note, waved dismissively.

For a long second, there was just silence and the curious addition her soft breathing meant in the dead realm, filled only the air in the huge space. It was rhythmical, working like a clock that never excited within these sacred walls, telling about the passing time.

"It's strange, isn't it?" She asked after a few quiet minutes. "You think it is a lie."

"I would never say that." Fright Knight confessed, confused over the out-of-nowhere question.

"Not my right to wear the crown or sit on the throne, silly." She mocked him. The named object that was floating over her wide hair-crown loyally as if underpinning her words, lightened up brighter. "I won that according to your rules. I'm talking about me."

She slipped bored under her a leg, now with only her left limb tilted against the armrest, and continued speaking. Her hand peacefully rested over her stomach, caressing unconsciously the material of her laced upper, while with the ringed one, she held her chin, glaring at him.

"It bothers you, isn't it? Some human dictating now how this realm should work... It must be unholy or something. But... I don't care about it, you know. Actually," she shifted a bit in her seating as if her body would have gone numb by now by the rather uncomfortable position. "this is the least I care about. I give a shit about opinions, and if--"

"It's not about that," Fright Knight cut in her unright assumption, immediately feeling he should have apologized for his inappropriate behaviour and such unmannered interrupting his king.

Maybe at first, indeed, it was odd following such a young being, following someone's orders who was a hybrid (not just a 'human' as she had said), but she was his ruler; such differences didn't count. What counted was... her. He was fascinated by her from the first moment - even more since she had taken the crown from the prior monarch, claiming the throne.

He couldn't neglect either that she was unique for a sight, exceptional - considering the two facades just as much that she was wearing: the one she showed to the outer world and the one she kept in private (this current one), mostly to herself, but sometimes revealing that one in his presence too.

She was far from fragile, even though her young age must have suggested that false image. He could get lost in her every movement: the so perfectly fitting clothes for her body shape she wore, smoothed against her darker skin in black laces on her arms and the tight, just as dark materials that covered the rest of her body…

He could have died - again - if she had known about his staring, but he was sure she so far had noticed that there was some reason he was quiet since she had ended the prior ruler in front of him.

"My mission was successful," the knight suddenly remembered the first task they had been talking about, and for what, he had asked for a private visit with the king this late hour.

"You do?" She asked, at once sounding skeptical.

"I did," he proudly nodded, then took a step ahead. "And as an announcement about the accomplished task, I made something."

She raised a brow, eying the metal box in his armored hand. But then, after a second, she shifted in the throne, soon slipping down, and walked down the stairs, pausing in front of him.

"I hoped to give it to you as a coronation present, but you were right, such a ceremony to prove your power is superfluous. So then, instead, accept it as proof that your wish to destroy every piece of known blood blossom is done. Not a single one exists across time and space where it could cause harm to you, my king. Your power is sealed."

She marked him long, fingers that reached ahead in the air, stopped in a halt, but after a thought, she pulled back her arm, expression unreadable. "Go ahead then."

The knight nodded, opening up the casket for her. "It is made from metal, forged in the form of the rose's thorns and tendrils. It's a necklace."

For a blink, it seemed as if her eyes shifted to sea green and as if the light of the crown over her head would have flickered in a faint suspicion, but then she lifted her head at him.

"You destroyed every piece of that flower, you say."

"Every single piece I could find, my king."

A merely visible sign of doubt ran through her expression, but then she thankfully nodded, her eyes locked on the strange collar.

"I like it," she said finally. "And it's fitting, isn't it? Blood blossom is the dead flower. Some flowers are the symbol of life, and I'm... well, I am the queen - or king as you wish - of all dead now."

"Indeed," Fright Knight agreed, following proudly as she took out the forged jewel from the casket, admiring the masterpiece in her hand.

"Well..." She spoke after a long silent second, smiling with a kind smile, "I think I accept your present for my not-coronation coronation, knight."

[astral-from-afar]

Asa being aro-spec is something that I cannot properly put into words but fits right with me

[gender-euphowrya]

i'm ngl it's incredible how unpolished genshin is despite how much money it racks in