#Thinking of calling my AU Rebirth..

[bloos-bloo]

You were born bluer than a butterfly

Beautiful and so deprived of oxygen

Perspective art be DAMNED- I hate backgrounds and vanishing points..

Anyways- \o/ more lore art cause I’m a little obsessed atm. I am.. very much planning out a fic. I miss writing and my brainrot for my Shamura has been horrible.

Little bit about this one, Shamura was training to become a disciple of their original Goddess. The youngest disciple to be indoctrinated as well.. they were just a child in a village that didn’t want them.

[sharkylass]

ALRIGHT, I ASKED FOREVER AGO, BUT WHO WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT MY ISA LOOPS AU?? | [MASTERPOST]

Heads up this contains a lot, and I mean A LOT of spoilers for In Stars And Time. Including: = Act 6 spoilers, including main mystery and secret encounter = Minimal Act 5 stuff = And a bunch of extra stuff that happens through Act 3 and 4. SO BASICALLY ALMOST EVERYTHING, FINISH THIS GAME COMPLETELY BEFORE READING (ESPECIALLY THAT ACT 6 ENCOUNTER, IT WILL LITERALLY BE THE FIRST THING I MENTION UNDER THE CUT)

With all those warnings out of the way-

IN REPETITION AND CHANGE

Initial Concepts:

I feel it's important to show these sketches because they were the first ideas I ever had. I wasn't even entirely sure I wanted to make an AU at this point, I didn't even know how I'd approach it. But I started sketching and it's been on my mind since- SO! Isa is stuck in the timeloop. I know what his wish is and he DOES have a Loop equivalent! The grumpy dandelion guy is Roboro (it/they/he). Their name is a very small play on Ouroboros and they call Isa "Seedling". However, this post is not about them, as I'm gonna talk about it and Isa's dynamic in a separate post. In short, Isa is his normal loud self up until Act 3, right? They beat the King, they reach the end, and whoops, the loop isn't broken. So now, what happens is that Isa starts getting his brains out. He starts thinking more analytically and tries to problem solve.

The more stuck he gets in his head, the less he's able to perceive his friends as real people, and more like them holding him back. Because even if Isa explains that he's smart, that they shouldn't be surprised if he says something, shock of all shocks, reasonable- They'll forget it the next loop.

So Isa is stuck with trying to portray his confident, loud, supportive facade- Which is fine! It wouldn't be the first time! But it progressively gets more and more frustrating, as he tries to find answers and simply looses the energy to pretend to be stupid.

TL;DR: Isa in the timeloop, unlike Siffrin, becomes more distant and cold rather then something more akin to Sif's mania.

NOW, MORE ART!!!

KILL KILL KILL:

I imagine Isa didn't have this encounter the same way that Sif did. Yeah, frankly, Isa is pissed with the sadness- But that's not why he goes through with this.

In this moment, Isa is trying to kill two birds with one stone. He's trying to get through this quickly, as well as reassure Mira that they can do this! If he shows how strong he is, then she'll feel safe right???

Poor Isabeau forgot that whenever he shows that he thinks ahead, he scares people. How could he forget that? How could he forget that he's inherently---

Family Quest:

I still think Odile is the one to call out to him (same with sus quest).

The hangouts I'm still figuring out, cause I don't think they'd too similar to base game- But, fun fact, at the end of this run, everyone agrees to keep travel together!

Isabeau brings it up, can't hurt if you can fix your mistakes right? And everyone agrees. The relief on Siffrin is the most palpable thing Isabeau has ever seen.

In this moment they love you. In this moment they all love you. In this moment---

Death Screen:

He loops back anyways. (This is one of the initial concepts that I ended up animating. This line in particular is when he reaches the end)

Act 5 Tarot Card:

NOW TO SEE MORE OF HIS PASSIVE AGRESSIVE SIDE

Thanks to @the-bitter-ocean for prescribing tarot cards to Isa (THEY ALL FUCK SO HARD) and for the RAW ASS LINE

If interacted with in act 5, predictably, Isa tears it apart. He doesn't need the divine judgement upon him, he's faced everyone's perception his entire life.

However, he tears it methodically. Tears it once in even pieces, twice, three times, and one of the pieces once more. In a way he isn't even getting his emotions out, it's like he's actively trying to tear it apart so it stops nagging him, like he wants to shut it up. Though, the Judgement card symbolizes rebirth, absolution and inner calling. In Act 6 he'd be able to look at it and find comfort and confidence in the card.

Act 5 Mirror:

And lastly, I have the Act 5 mirror picture. I haven't quite figured out how to make the normal ones work yet, however, I couldn't let go of the idea that Isa would not want to be in the picture.

The idea of seeing himself at all makes his head hurt and his stomach squeeze. The memory haunts him as he stands to the side and says the word. He didn't think the mirror would catch him.

AAAAND THAT'S ALL THE ART STUFF FOR NOW!!

I still have quite a bit of it to post, especially about Roboro, but I'm gonna leave it here for now.

I still gotta figure out the hangouts and potentially the dagger equivalent- but I have ideas for Bad Touch, the glass equivalent, and some extra little things that didn't happen in Siffrin's loops.

I needed to yap about this, because I've been slowly stacking up ideas and writing and I needed to share it at some point- If anyone read all this and has questions and stuff I fully welcome 'em!!

[ennn]

On Writing Rio Vidal

So @trickofthelights did a great post on things to take note of when writing Agatha Harkness in fic and I figured I could do one for my girl if some folk are interested.

Now I do see that getting a handle on Rio can be tricky because she only has so much screentime and every time she pops up we see a different side to her character. That said, here's some fundamentals I see for portraying Rio:

Disclaimer: I'm not a cop. Fic writing is for fun. This is entirely about canon-consistency, which can also apply to AUs. If you want to write an original romance novel inspired more by the actors than their AAA characters, hey you do you.

Rio is powerful and knows it

Canonical Rio literally embodies power. She's Death and even gods die. She is one of the most powerful entities in the universe and she knows it. It's essentially who she is. Power is part of her being.

In non-magic AUs where Rio is human, the show literally serves up Special Agent Rio Vidal as a handy reference point to work with. She's an FBI agent with the power of a higher authority, amazing at her job, and she owns it.

I find it quite jarring when AU fics have Rio set up as someone needing saving, or someone seriously lacking in confidence. Even if you're doing a high school or coffeeshop AU, Rio Vidal needs to know she's hot shit in some domain. She doesn't need to have her life together but you gotta have that sense of power and self-assurance somewhere in her life.

Because when it comes to writing canon-consistent Agatha/Rio, this is fundamental to Agatha's attraction to Rio because Agatha is attracted to power.

Like yes, I know it's Aubrey Plaza but it is essentially Rio's power that compels Agatha to give her a second look. Canonically, it's Rio's inability to die that allows them to have a relationship. Not beauty, not a winning personality. They're able to match each other’s energy, to clash and survive each other.

Rio is lawful first, chaotic second

An all-powerful character who can do anything is pretty boring, which is why when it comes to Rio "with great power comes great responsibility" but in her case it's literal and on a cosmic level. Canonically Rio's power is limited by certain rules she has to follow.

The whole tragedy at the crux of Rio as a character is that her identity is her purpose is her function is her duty is her job. As unpredictable as she seems, Rio literally describes herself as "the natural order of all things".

It's interesting that in the Zoom call interview Plaza mentions Puck when describing how Rio acts in the show because I find the fey a helpful reference when framing Rio as a character. Yes, Rio can cause lots of chaos but she has very specific rules she's obligated to follow. Everything beyond that however is fair game.

In non-magic AUs, this doesn't have to mean Rio has a literal job or profession that she values highly (although it can). It could be a personal mission, a set of principles, a duty to certain people or an organisation. Regardless there should be a method to Rio's madness.

And when it comes to writing canon-consistent Agatha/Rio, this is a delightful contrast because Agatha's such a rule-breaker ("So you broke the rules, big deal!") and a cheater ("You can't cheat Agatha / Says who!").

There are sharp edges to Rio's character

I sometimes joke that in AU fics the best way to help ensure canon-consistency is to give Rio a knife. It's funny because it's kinda true?

There is a darkness to Rio as a character that if ignored, I think does a disservice to her. Canonically, she's the balance of life and death, the cycle of decay and rebirth, the ugly and beautiful, violent and soft.

I think very romantic or domestic AUs do come with the risk of making Rio too soft, too patient, too kind. Which is not to say she can't be those things—you could argue that anyone who chooses to put up with Agatha Harkness certainly has those qualities in no small amount—but it's the contrast that I think makes Rio interesting as a character.

Consider Rio's capacity for love contrasted with her viciousness, her patience with her pettiness, her restraint with her rage.

There's probably more where this came from, but these ones seem to the main ones that stick out. And look, I'm a fan and I get that it's tempting to pull from the other roles Plaza has played, and we only see so much of Rio (I mean, consider how much of Agatha we got to see from Wandavision before AAA) and AUs are meant to be a playground—but there does come a point where a character just doesn't seem like Rio Vidal.

[starmocha]

HELLO. MAY I INTEREST YOU IN SOME FALLEN ANGEL CALEB BRAINWORM

very much based on this previous post I had made lol

btw i'm also begging for an angel/devil au, but we're the devil he falls in love with and he gets cast out of heaven and i would totally write this if i was not juggling 82438238932 wips rn.....but we'll see i tend to do the most impulsive things ever

tagging some ppl who i feel like to enable my intrusive brainworms often <333 @solifloris @aeyumicore @deepspacenova @quiet-oracle @philosians

this is totally not based on all of the biblical references/symbolism surrounding Caleb

apple — symbolizes knowledge, but also temptation, sin, immortality. and as in the story of Adam and Eve in the Book of Genesis, it also represents the fall of man. Also known as the "forbidden fruit".

name — The name Caleb is of Hebrew origin, meaning wholehearted, faithful and dog-like. In the Old Testament, a follower of Moses named Caleb, was rewarded for his faithfulness and was one of the few to visit the Promised Land.

Caleb's love of flying and being in the sky — ...no angel reference here, no sirree.

Caleb returning to the main story after the...explosive...events of chapter four...I'm not saying it's a rebirth (which in a biblical sense could mean a number of things, including seeking forgiveness and salvation).

Caleb and MC both talking about keeping the other person to themself, in a world of their own.......could mean anything. Not like it's a direct reference to Adam and Eve only having each other in the Garden of Eden, their own paradise. Oh what's this, one of Caleb's theme songs is called "Weightless Paradise" ....what a coincidence.....

The report stating Caleb and MC are the optimal weapon for destroying one another...probably means nothing. Never mind the fact that Eve was also created for Adam from one of Adam's ribs.

And she is the one who persuades him to eat the forbidden fruit, setting in motion their exile from Eden.

Surely, the gratuitous back shots are not trying to make you think of wings, right.

It's probably just a coincidence that the back of Caleb's uniform looks like there's an emblem of wings. And oh, what's that, when he is hurt in battles, his uniform is torn the most in the back...not saying this is trying to depict his wings being mutilated and torn off. 🙂

But you should all absolutely read @eeriepromis analysis about seraphim for funsies.

Choosing to give Caleb the Evol to manipulate gravity was probably not intentional........not like he could make himself float almost like he is flying............

I'm sure this means absolutely nothing that in the third theme song Cosmic Encounter, Caleb and MC are both falling from the sky (the "heavens," if you will). 🙂 This probably has nothing to do with the image of him being cast out of Heaven and fallen from grace.

random lines that I am in no way inferring he is speaking like he is her guardian angel

"I'm Caleb. I'll always be by your side." — Main Story: Homecoming Wings, 1-4

"Lay a hand on her again, and I will kill you." — Main Story: Homecoming Wings, 1-9

"I will protect you." — Main Story: Homecoming Wings, 2-7

"No one can take me away from you." — Myths: Lucid Dream

"Then, can you carry a little of this sin, too? Don't leave me in this loneliness any longer." — Myths: Lucid Dream

"...When you held my hand that day for the first time, I knew I'd never get away from you." — Myths: Lucid Dream

"So, don't be afraid... No matter what happens, I'll be here for you." — Myths: Lucid Dream

"Maybe it's because... I love you a little more than you realize." — Myths: Lucid Dream

"But until that final moment, we'll always be together." — Myths: Lucid Dream

"Even if it's pain... As long as it's from you, I want it." — Memoria: Painful Signal

"Don't go... Don't leave me alone." — Memoria: Endless Summer

"A ruined world doesn't deserve you." — Memoria: Hidden Waves

"I want you to stay here. Stay with me." — Memoria: Hidden Waves

"Let me protect you... I can guarantee this will be the last time." — Bond: Rain's Embrace

"I won't lose! I have someone I must protect!" — Memoria: Deceptive Solitude

✨fallen angel Caleb myth pls✨

✨pretty pls fallen angel Caleb myth✨

[cirusthecitrus]

Dissecting Horde Prime's titles

So do you remember the time when this polite lil gentleman dropped HP's long ass title at us? Which is-

The Emperor of the Galactic Horde, Ruler of the Known Universe, Regent of the Seven Skies, He Who brings the Day and the Night, Revered One of the Shinging Galaxies, Promised One of a Thousands Suns!!! AND I'm pretty sure there were a couple more left unsaid before Scorpia shut bro up All those pompous titles could simply be a bunch of clashing words thrown at the heroes to show how absurd and fullish and superficial the Galactic Horde empire truly is. But I'm willing to analyze each and every one of them and, as always, find more meaning that was probably originally intended And my first question is: is this really who Prime is known as in the Known Universe? Do people on other planets accept him as any of those things?? Or is it something only the clones actually know about and they are the only ones to whom Prime's titles hold any meaning at all? Did he made this all up? Is it yet another lie to make them believe their god is more important and powerful than he is? To make it seem like their servitude is even more noble and honourable, to make it seem more like a privilege? Or are those actually normal legitable titles for intergalactic rulers and emperors? Is Prime a simple menace to the universe and a self-declared ruler or a recognized big political and spiritual figure?

The second big question is - if those titles are real, where do they even come from and what do they mean? It is possible that HP's given himself this long list of titles as yet another way to elevate himself above everyone else, demonstrate his importance and simply stroke his own ego. But he might've also be given those titles by someone else. For something he did for or to the world So let's go through all of them one by one and try to guess the meaning behind them The Emperor of the Galactic Horde, Ruler of the Known Universe - yeah these ones are pretty self explanatory. Though it is still unsertain if he was officially declared a ruler of the whole universe or Prime just thinks everything he sees belongs to him even thought he hasn't actually conquered it all yet

Regent of the Seven Skies - now this is interesting. The Seven Skies might be the cosmic version of the Seven Seas, aka seven main parts/routes of the Known Universe. OR, if we bring up mythology and religion the Seven Skies might mean seven levels of heaven/gods' domains. Makes sense so far But why regent? "Prime is eternal" so why calling himself someone who only governs the Seven Skies for someone else? A temporary substitute for the real ruler? Now this might be the title given to Prime by someone else. Was he chosen a regent for the previous Prime or another ruler? Was he chosen to be someone overseeing the world/heavens before the real gods return? No matter what actually happened, in the end HP refused to give back his position of power. And thus he might've kept this title as this weird reminder of how it all started (wink-wink totally not smth i explore in my kur twins au wink-wink)

Thought in our case the word regent might have a different meaning. In very rear instances a "regent" can be called a person who conducts a church choir... And now it all falls back into place

He Who brings the Day and the Night - yeah a doubt Prime has the ability to control the luminaries so lets focus on a more metaphorical meaning. Day and Night - Peace and War - Life and Death - Rebirth and Destruction - you get it. But day and night may also mean Light and Darkness, which kinda implies that Prime is the source of everything the Horde is supposedly fighting against. It is Prime who brings the shadows and darkness to the world, something he himself deems sinful, horrible, unforgivable and undeserving of existence. And he doesnt even hide it! The truth was right before his brothers eyes, and they never realized...

But it's also interesting to speculate if once upon a time the darkness and the shadows weren't actually something inherently bad in the eyes of the Horde. What if the dark was once celebrated along with the light? What if the members of the Galactic Horde were once allowed to love the dark? Allowed to love the night?

Revered One of the Shinging Galaxies - now this one implies that he is (or rather was) someone highly respected among many galaxies (cant tell how big the numbers are), might as well be idolized and worshipped. I mean duh, he'd supposed to be a cult leader, they are meant to be adored by their followers. But this might actually be the only evidence of Prime not only being feared and hated, but also loved by the world. This might proof that his clones werent his only real followers. Again, if this is a legit title Prime didn't pull out of his ass

Promised One of a Thousands Suns - I can't tell what are the Thousands Suns exactly - kingdoms/empires/councils/rulers? Are the Suns if what the Know Universe calls their gods? Can Prime be also called a Sun then? Is he a chosen one, something close to what She-Ra was to the First Ones? Was there some type of prophecy predicting Horde Prime's rise to power? Was he promised as a bad omen, as a future plague to the universe? Or was he awaited, wanted, beloved, treated like the world's savior even before he even existed?.. (wink-wink)

Another interesting thing - the words Sun and Son sound almost the same. Which unintenionally adds another hidden layer to this title's meaning. Promised One of a Thousands Sons. Thousands sons - thousands brothers... It almost feels like a sound illusion, a trick to make the clones feel closer to Prime, feel like he belongs with them and they belong with him for they're the same, to make them believe that they're almost equals. They are all brothers, they are all important and special and they all play a role in the higher plan. But Horde Prime is a little bit more important, a little bit more special, and there's no other brother like him

So yeah, that was my free and totally biased interpetation, i'd love to know what your thoughts are cause I do not remember anyone else discuss Horde Prime's full title before. They may be meaningless afterall, but not to me, never to me u-u

[lisssyyu]

Dried Blood - The Renaissance Project

PAIRINGS: VI × F!READER

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This au came after I rewatched ABSOLUTELY ALL "Jurassic World" MOVIES, so enjoy.. Let me remind you that English is not my native language, and if you see any mistakes or inaccuracies, please correct me! let me know if you like it and want a part two.

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TAGS: behavioral specialist!Vi ;; Jurassic World!au ;; drabble ;; arcane

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In a world where Piltower technology and Zaun genetic engineering have reached unprecedented heights, humans have learned how to resurrect dinosaurs. The new Jurassic Park has been built on a remote island a project financed by the Kiramman family and others, not only for the sake of "scientific progress" and geopolitical prestige. Vi is a behavioral specialist working with velociraptors and other dangerous species, and you are a new ethologist specializing in the cognitive behavior of dinosaurs.

Vi was raised on the streets of Zaun, but was recruited into a research program when the people of Piltover recognized her talent for reading behavioral patterns in animals.

Although, to be completely honest, at the age of 19, she was caught trying to break into a biotechnology storage facility (the question of why she was there remains unanswered to this day). Instead of sending her to prison, one of the scientists, a renowned professor from Piltover and another financier of the "Rebirth" project named Anabel Grimm, noticed how Vi behaved with an aggressive chemosaur in a cage. She was calm and, to everyone's surprise, got away with just a couple of scratches.

She was offered an alternative: participation in an experimental program on "instinctive contact with unstable individuals." Not wanting to make her life worse by going to prison, she agreed.

Later, she was sent on probation to a remote pilot station where genetically unstable individuals were bred. There, she encountered the predecessors of dinosaurs for the first time. They were unsuccessful hybrids with predatory habits. Ugly creatures that had nothing in common with dinosaurs.

Over the course of several years, Vi proved that she possessed a "trainer's instinct" that could not be taught at the academy. Professor Grimm wrote a letter of recommendation for her to the Rebirth Project when the selection process for the island began.

Vi lives on the enclosure grounds. She has "her own" animals, especially a pair of velociraptors, with whom she has worked since she was young.

Vi even gave them names — Ship and Wouter. Vi has no formal education. Her access card is marked "1st class field expert."

Vi believes that trust and respect are more important than collars and remote controls. She enters the enclosures personally, without weapons, which greatly angers the management.

You came to the Park as part of the second wave of scientists those who don't just grow dinosaurs in test tubes, but try to understand what they become. As an ethologist who trained in the basements of the Piltower Academy and at field bases in Zaun, you have been obsessed with the behavioral patterns of animals, predators, and herbivores since your early years.

You were attracted not only by the scale of the project and generous funding, but also by the idea itself: to create not a prison for monsters, but a living, breathing ecosystem. And also, to observe how dinosaurs learn and grow. Now your day begins with your observation journal and ends in the enclosures, where claws scratch against steel and eyes watch from the shadows. Some of the park staff think you are too soft on the "creatures."

Vi is one of the few who, even though she calls your methods "theory for dummies," really listens. Especially when the predators responded to a gesture for the first time, rather than an electric shock.

• At first, Vi considers you too naive.

She has seen dinosaurs tear off interns' legs in a second and is sure that your interest in the creatures will fade as soon as you see them in action. She calls your notes and hypotheses "fairy tales for students." But one day, you enter the enclosure of a young specimen unarmed, and for the first time, it doesn't growl. Vi begins to see you differently.

• The two of you argue constantly.

You cite data, she cites her own experience. At first with irritation, then with enthusiasm. After a couple of weeks, the arguments become a habit: coffee, enclosures, swearing, ironic smiles. Your notebook and her rough voice are a strangely harmonious combination.

• Vi begins to wait for your notes.

Although she pretends not to. Sometimes you notice that she has taken your notebook, crossed out some of the formulas, and written: "If you think this works, let's check it out. Tomorrow at 7. Don't be late, professor." The moment you read it, you felt your face turn redder than a tomato.

[bird-in-the-space]

The Four Harbingers of Unicron

(Author's note: I mostly got this idea because of an AU I was thinking. And since I had this on my mind for some time and it was quick to make, I'm just gonna post it.

Warnings: mentions of eating worlds, rebirths, killed while sleeping, going mad, pestilence, war, famine, and death, and imprisonment.

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I got a little idea. What if, since Primus has his thirteen primes, Unicron has his own demigod-like transformers called the Harbingers of Unicron? 

They’ll be based on the four horsemen of the apocalypse, each representing pestilence, war, famine, and death. 

They’ll be Unicron’s first and only living creations, born from his anti-spark and wielding powers related to chaos and destruction. 

They’re unlike the cybertronians, and if they happen to die, they do not return to Unicron’s spark but get reborn in the world where they died. Maybe their bodies also change based on their environment, changing between metal and organic to fit with the environment in order to survive. 

Maybe in other iterations, Unicron created them to fight the primes and other Primus’s creations. Maybe in some versions, they get unintentionally born since Unicron is all about chaos. 

But I have an AU idea, where in this universe, Unicron does not actively seek to destroy worlds or hate Primus. He floats through space and travels galaxies, eating dead worlds, kinda like cleaning away the dead and old so new life can be born. His four children are his companions, who keep him company and scout the galaxies for dead worlds to feed their father. 

They avoid worlds that are recently born or filled with life, making exceptions only to worlds that have died by the hands of their inhabitants or it was simply its time to cease from existence. 

Unicron and his children act like family. 

Unicron lets his children use his body as a home and a place to rest, and his children take care of him, sometimes even telling stories of the living worlds and creatures they have seen, which he finds fascinating. 

And I’m not entirely sure why, but I keep imagining that they sometimes sing together, and Unicron finds peace in their songs. 

And sometimes, when it's time to rest, Unicron lets his children sleep inside his spark chamber, where its safe and warm. 

And then this is when it gets a bit angstrier. 

Even though Unicron and his children do not harm living worlds and other creatures- possibly due to paranoia or a religious misconception stemming from their opposition to Primus and his creations- the Cybertronians secretly plot to destroy them.

They succeed in entering Unicron while he was resting, discovering a way to reach his children during their hibernation. 

As his children’s sparks could not be extinguished, they were extracted from their bodies and placed into imprisoning vessels, intending to make them unable to be reborn. 

Unicron then sensed that something was wrong and woke up. Seeing his children’s lifeless bodies makes him fall into rage, and devour the intruders using his anti-bodies. However, it was too late, as the intruders escaped with his children’s sparks. 

Perhaps this will cause Unicron to fall into madness from rage and grief, as he searches for his children and ultimately succumbs to insanity, devouring living worlds in his quest for their sparks. 

Another idea was that the intruders poisoned him with something, making him feel constant pain. The pain and starvation would then be the heavy cause of his madness. 

This transformation will make him the chaos bringer and the evil unmaker among Cybertron’s inhabitants. Meanwhile, on Cybertron, the intruders celebrate their success in imprisoning the harbingers and ensuring their future would be with no doom or destruction. 

The Harbinger’s sparks would be imprisoned in a secret vault that acts as a prison, and the stories of their imprisonment would be filled with lies of their supposed evil, epic fight, and eventual defeat. 

They were marked as enemies of Primus.

The Cybertronians believed that their future without the enemies of Primus would be certain. 

However, because the Harbingers’ sparks were born from Unicron’s essence—tied to doom and destruction—their power slowly radiated across Cybertron, infecting it.

Pestilence spread deadly viruses and cosmic rust. Famine drained Cybertron’s fauna and dried up its energon. War fueled uncontrollable fires, growing worse when Cybertronians fought among themselves. Death made them vulnerable to dangers that had never troubled them before.

The Cybertronians remained unaware of the source of this chaos. Meanwhile, deep within a hidden prison, the sparks of the four Harbingers lay dormant, waiting for the day they would finally be freed and reborn into the world.

That day comes at last when the civil war between the Autobots and Decepticons erupts, and their prison is discovered.

[dereks-unrelenting-heart]

Top 5 SFTH Ships

I joined a new fandom on Tumblr and want to contribute, how on Earth should I do that? Oh, I know- *starts making top 5 lists*

This one's for the ships I like most from the entirety of the SFTH Youtube channel (I don't have Patreon unfortunately), which means both longform and shortform videos are in play. If any of these ships has a ship name that I'm unaware of, please let me know!

5. Bubbamiah (Inside The Mysterious Cube)

If this ship wasn’t in my top 5, I think the entire SFTH fandom would hunt me for sport, so for my own safety here it is- But I do actually love them and I have very complicated feelings about Jeremiah’s death and rebirth. Do I think it’s really him? I have no clue and actively try not to think that hard about it :) That way they can live happily ever after in my mind like the death never happened.

4. Lesbian Vampires (Thirsty Vampires)

From here on out, there’s no particular order, I just need yall to know how much I love these two. I swear I've heard the human called Anna somewhere, and idk if that was a personal or common hc, but that's what I'm gonna call her- Anyway, they made my top five and they aren’t even from a longform story, so congrats to them for that. AU where Anna really was in love with Esmeralda and doesn’t kill her please 🙏

3. Egbert x Samantha (The Leftenmost Window)

I’ll be real, it's mainly for Luke/Egbert’s beautiful love confession. Also the absolute dismissiveness in Samantha’s voice when she’s pretending not to hear the Germans, Sam had such good delivery on those lines I swear- Everything from the drama to the confession to the 2 kisses at the end, they had everything needed to make a perfect love story.

2. DIWives (Clarissa’s DIY Wedding)

Tom realized the crowd wanted lesbians and immediately did everything in his power to make Amanda one of his gayest characters ever, and I respect him for that. “That’s just silly!” *immediately sets head platonically on bestie’s shoulder. I really think that if Amanda would've brought her feelings up before the wedding was about to happen, it could've gone so much better for her. They truly should’ve been endgame 😔

1. Ditch (The Unrelenting Aubergine)

My absolute number one, I love them I love them I love them- I knew I'd be obsessed with them from the moment Derek first called Titch ‘love’, but I think what really cemented their relationship as a fav (and this honestly also goes for Derek as a character) was when Titch went offstage and Derek paused to say, in complete admiration ‘I love you’. God they're sweet, I'm so glad they got the happy ending they deserved.

Next post will be a top 10 character list, then idk my signature move when I'm new to a fandom, queer headcanons? Just general headcanons maybe? Within a few days (hopefully), you'll find out

[admirationandromantics]

Old story of mine, but I deleted my last Tumblr account, so here it is again!! This is a collage au! Please 18+ as it contains sexual themes.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Here we go again

The party hadn’t started yet. The only ones in the house so far were me, Jesse, and Dina. Dina hadn’t even begun to get ready, only stressing about where the bowls should stand, and what ornaments to put under the sink so that they wouldn't break. She was the host after all.

“Just go and get ready,” I urge her, searching for bowls in her cabinets to put the food in. Drinks were already in the fridge, and people with common sense would also be bringing their own. I had labelled my flask of white wine with my name, just in case someone decided to steal some.

“Fine! Just put the vases in the lower cabinets in the kitchen, please” she asks, before hurrying to the bathroom to apply her makeup.

Soon, people began arriving, and we started playing drinking games, pointing at the one who`ve had the most sex, the one with the most exes, and on and on. In the middle of the game, the door opened again. Dina ran there, and we kept sitting in the living room. That’s when I heard the voice. Her voice. A cold shiver ran down my spine, and I pressed my lips together. If I knew she would come here, I would probably fake being sick, or lie about a college assignment. In the middle of my slightly panicked state a new question comes;

“Who is the worst at managing alcohol?”. Everyone raises their fingers at me.

“The hell do you mean? Several of you can handle less than me”.

“Maybe, but you only get drunk on wine, and when you first do drink, you never stop. I`ve seen you being hungover for days” Jesse chuckles, and the others also start laughing.

“It’s true honey”. I look up to find Ellie leaning against the doorframe to the living room, looking down at me. I roll my eyes, and scoff.

“Fine, I'll show you guys that I’m not just some fancy person who enjoys only drinking things that actually taste good” I firmly state, as I pick up two filled shot glasses, and down them both in fast manoeuvre. Everybody cheers, and I can hear Jesse say something about the other part he said, but I don’t listen. Ellie lifts her eyebrows surprisingly as she watches me, and opens her mouth slightly. She soon sits down, joining the circle. I was already drunk, and this was not going to make it better.

Ellie was, simply put, a bitch the first time we met. She was super cocky and couldn’t stop talking about how good friends she and Dina were. Every time she was around me, she eyed me up and down, like she felt threatened by me. She even made a number of walking harshly into my shoulder several times, not even apologising after. This was the first year of college, and I had just gotten to know Dina as a roommate. Before she introduced us, she was completely sure we would get along well. Spoiler, we didn’t. After putting up with her behaviour for about two weeks, I exploded. Called her a bunch of names and shouted at her for being such a rude person (I may have been a little drunk too). I realised after that I may have gone over the line and waited outside her biology class to apologise. I had a shitty week, and I guess I took it out on her. She eyed me once more and swore she would make my life hell. She did. Making fun of me publicly, tripping me in the hallways and always tried to prove everything I said wrong. It was exhausting, and I started avoiding her at all costs.

 ***

We played through several games, and soon everybody was either laughing uncontrollably or laying on the ground talking about deep, philosophic stuff (As everybody does when they're drunk). Dina and I were discussing Buddhism, while sitting cross-legged on the floor.

“I just think that it makes so much sense that they refer to his awakening as a type of rebirth” I point out.

“That’s wrong, many people don’t see it like that.” I could feel her presence behind me before she started talking. I breathed in deeply, before letting it out again and turned around. Her body sat tense on the sofa, leaned a bit forward while her elbows rested on her knees.

“The scripts are badly translated, and it could be anything that we don’t yet understand”.

I smile and use a sarcastic tone while agreeing with her. “Of course, you`re totally right”

“Are you saying I am wrong?”

“Exactly what I didn’t say”.

“Fine”

“Yeah fine”

I struggle to hold my laugh, as I can sense how stiff she is. I hold my breath for too long and snort, looking away from her immediately. She gets up from her chair and her voice lowers.

“What was that?”

“Nothing” I calmly state, a smirk lurking as I lift the glass to my lips. She notices, and huffs. I`m loving this, and feeling as if I've taken some of my power back.

After a few hours I had to go to the bathroom. My body is swaying, and I understand that tomorrow is going to be horrible. Jesse is always right. I try to take my mind off it as I’m washing my hands and staring into the mirror. Suddenly, the door opens, and Ellie is standing there, her hand blocking the way out.

“What do you want?” I ask, trying to keep a stern tone, but ultimately failing.

“Do you think you would get away that easy, trying to one-up me?”

I freeze. Shit, I thought she would get over that since I got my win for the first time in a while. My voice fails me, and instead of commenting back, I stand there, mouth agape.

“What’s wrong? Lost your voice honey? But you were so open-mouthed a while ago”. She slowly walks forward, closing the door and locking it behind her. Her body is towering over mine, closing in on me till I feel her hot breath on my face. Alcohol and smoke. I back up as she puts her leg between mine and her hands against the wall. I blush.

“How drunk are you?” I ask, wondering if this is the best time for this.

“Not enough, you?”

“I'm fine,”

She starts pulling off her shirt, and I do the same. She’s flexing her arms, and I can’t help but admire her muscles. How her veins run down her arms and end by her long, slim fingers. Her hair is up halfway, but some strands are falling in her face. I meet her green eyes and decide this will be the last time. The last time we’ll do this.

“I bet you have missed me,” she smirks.

“I don’t care about you, and this will be the last time we do this” I state, already feeling hot for her. I may have said that the last time too, but this time I meant it.

“Keep telling yourself that honey”

[wynnyfryd]

Trailer park Steve AU part 42

part 1 | part 41 | ao3

cw: irreverent religious imagery, general fucknastiness, minors look away (informal D/s dynamics, fingering, cum play, take me to church)

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“Ohhhhh, fuck, oh fuck oh fuckohfuckoh—”

Eddie yanks his hips up higher. He’s got him hoisted up in bridge pose: weight up on his shoulders, cock aimed at his own mouth and threatening to blow, legs squeezing Eddie’s hips as Eddie pulls him apart. One hand spears three slick fingers inside him while the other delivers pleasure and penance, stroking him off so sweetly one second then striking tender flesh the next, and hysterically Steve thinks of the girl he lost his virginity to; how she kept making all these breathy, whiny cries in the back seat of his car — so big so full oh fuck Steve oh my god. Steve had always assumed she was embellishing a bit for his benefit, y’know? Like

Reality: Ribbed for His Pleasure.

But now Eddie crooks his fingers up while his free hand slaps down mean and sharp on the top of Steve’s thigh, and Steve fucking shouts. Apologizes to Mallory in his mind and lets out a hideous noise, all pitchy and strangled, his throat full of spit, his eyes filled with tears.

Eddie digs his nails into the skin he just slapped. “You wanted this,” he reminds him with a gorgeous, rasping grunt. Feral, filthy noises that shouldn't sound so beautiful but echo through Steve's mind like a pipe organ in a stone chapel.

Eddie twists his buried fingers; makes Steve's whole body clench. “Said you could take it, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” Steve pants, head rocking against the floor with the force of Eddie’s thrusts. Fucking him without fucking him; hips working in tandem with his fingers, pretty pink dick smearing precum on Steve’s thigh.

“Say it,” Eddie commands.

“I can take it.”

“Yeah, you can.” He drapes himself over Steve, bucking against him still, fingers moving faster, breaths speeding up. "My pretty baby," he coos with his mouth hovering inches away. "Can take anything I give you."

Steve licks his lips and wishes, grotesquely, that he had numbers on his wrist. Wants to bend the universe's will so he can stay in this moment forever.

He settles for chasing Eddie's lips with a wet kiss, straining his neck to wriggle his tongue past smiling teeth. "I can take it," he confesses against the slick drag of Eddie's mouth. Repeats the mantra, call and response like he's in church.

Eddie's hand recites the homily, jerking faster, willing release, and he pulls back to aim Steve's aching dick toward his mouth; gives him a serious look. One last chance to bow out.

"Even this?" he asks, readying Steve to pour communion down his own throat.

Steve sticks out his tongue. Looks up at Eddie with wide, reverent eyes — this Hellfire boy with demons inked into his chest — and he thinks this is the closest he's ever felt to God. Something about this feels sacred. Ritualistic renewal; rebirth and covenant.

He nods feverishly.

"Jesus Christ," Eddie groans, and he crooks his fingers in again and squeezes his other hand harder at the base of Steve’s cock. He’s leaking all over him, twitching and flexing as he thrusts; getting Steve all messy and wet between his legs. Steve wants to be fucked so badly he might cry; wants to feel it for real, the head of Eddie’s cock popping past the ring of quivering muscle.

He’s about to ask for it, beg for it — balls drawn tight against his body, tears streaming from his eyes — but then Eddie chants “Open wider, Stevie; you can do it, baby, come on” and Steve baptizes himself, spilling hot over chest and chin, reborn under the guidance of Eddie’s holy, healing hands.

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part 43

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Current Fandoms (that I am likely to post about)

DTPPF (Li Yu is the bestest boy)

TGCF (FENGQING!!)

SVSSS (Shen Qingqiu deserves a harem)

MDZS (Nie Huaisang is my blorbo)

2ha (Domesticated Chu Wanning Cinematic Universe)

Star Trek woke me like a sleeper agent just now

Merlin BBC deserves a mention since I revived my main mbbc wip from the graveyard a bit ago

Published Works (and their status)

An Ding Almanac (ongoing on side blog)

Current WIPS (in order of something, but don't ask me what)

Note: highlighted in green is my main wip for a specific fandom.

[ the root of the problem (is my love for you that grows) ] the fengqing hanahaki fic that is my love child with satan.

[ roots dug in the ground (buried beside my broken heart) ] the companion piece to the previous fic with extras of the rest of characters watching the shit show go down.

[ though the stars walk backward ] an academy era spirk au where the Kobayashi Maru is replaced by a new test called the Tarsus IV

[ deep in that darkness peering (as the darkness peers back) ] the huan hua trial au that spirals into an identity and system reveal.

[ in inevitably, eternal ] an existential look into Mo Xuanyu's cycle of death and rebirth as he fights against time and god itself for a chance to escape his fate and maybe just once deserve love.

[ my soul is painted like the wings of butterflies ] the huaqing brother au I've mentioned involving prophets, pathological liars, a lot of chess metaphors, heavy angst, and time loops.

[ currently untitled dream curse au ] a fengqing romantic drama filled with domestic fluff, mutual pining, quite a bit of domestic sex, a conglomerate of mixed feelings and denial, and many MANY misunderstandings.

[ across an ocean of time, the wind still sings your name ] a beefleaf time travel fix it featuring amnesia and lots and lots of mutual pining (they pine so much I could warp them in Christmas lights and hang ornaments on them).

[ stardust burns gold in our veins ] a merthur fic of tragedy and angst because I'm evil like that. You're welcome. “Magic comes from the stars, I think. That’s why it burns gold.”

Feel free to ask me about any of my wips. I have way more in my folder I sometimes drag out, dust off, and work on, but I figured for brevity (I have well over 120 wips okay we're not listing them all here EDIT: link goes to the time I listed a lot of my wips with their silly doc names), I'd only list the ones I'm at the point of naming.

Below the line will be a list of fic's (with links) I've info dumped about at some point. The links will go to the first post I made of each.

The OTHER SVSSS Huan Hua Trial au

TGCF Qi Rong Transmitigation au

SVSSS random NPC transmitigates into SVSSS (a.k.a. Shen Yuan has selective amnesia, time travels, and thinks his memories are a book)

TGCF dream curse au post 1, post 2

SVSSS deep in the darkness peering fic

SVSSS qijiu broken soulmate bond au angst no comfort

TGCF post canon shi brother ghost king

[deepspacenova]

🫵 I KNEW IT

I eagerly await to see what gems make you think of little old me 🥹

Now, can I pretty please have a Certified Nova Commentary™ on this https://x.com/MacchiShiro/status/1915266967717765175?t=MnhHDudM2QFopl7NGfDBuQ&s=19

jakhfjkeafh NOT EGYPTIAN MYTHOLOGY x LADS?!

It's like you know the exact topics that'll get me yapping i swear, the only thing that would make me short circuit even more is anything Victorian era England related (infold, Victorian AU with cravats, waistcoats, and pocket watches when?!).

First of all Sylus draped in gold is not something I've seen enough of, and now I need more because he looks so good. Granted, this man can pull off a potato sack but he's usually in silver metals so we need more Sylus in gold, people, that is a humble request from moi.

Now, Anubis. While that wouldn't be my first choice symbolically (I would've gone with Osiris since the N109 Zone's common motifs often reference the underworld with Sylus as its ruler), now that I'm thinking about how Anubis is a deity of the afterlife and a patron of lost souls, and how the N109 Zone is more than just the den of immorality it was originally painted to be - is actually a place that many lost souls (Philip, Luke and Kieran, etc) call home - Anubis is actually kind of perfect for Sylus.

Some other Anubis parallels I'm obsessing over:

The head of the Jackal!! Not only are jackals omens/warnings of death, they're also known for their cunning and opportunistic behaviour and symbolize abandonment and loneliness in some religions. Literally can't think of anything more perfect for the man of opportunity who is a harbinger of death himself for anyone who crosses him, and yet has suffered the full spectrum of loneliness and abandonment in his lifetime from his dragon people and from MC herself.

The colour black!! Giving Anubis a black head was to represent the rich, black soil of the banks of the Nile, which symbolized good fortune and rebirth. Sylus surrounds himself in darkness, black (and red), and has been reborn himself (in the literal sense) but also... gives people around him the opportunity to rebirth themselves (Philip and Luke and Kieran are great examples again) -- no matter how much Sylus would protest otherwise.

The judgement of souls!! Anubis was one of the guardians in charge of the weighing of hearts, a ceremony that would balance it against a feather, leading to a judgment which would determine the soul's place in the afterlife. This is a really intriguing parallel because, due to the distrust that was cultivated within Sylus from a very early age, he kind of has become a man of reckoning/judgement for the people around him and this is beyond the N109 Zone. From his 'Sylus the Repatriotizing Pirate' days to even the first time MC hears his voice in Linkon (and everything in between, the hoops that he had Luke and Kieran jump through before they became his boys, his disposal of the man who kidnaps you into the N109 Zone in the first place, etc etc), Sylus has turned himself into judge, jury, and executioner in many instances to protect the people around him... but mostly to protect himself.

In conclusion, I'm unhinged about mythology, 100000% subscribed to Anubis!Sylus, and I need more Sylus in gold. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk xx

[booksandabeer]

Steve-Centric Stucky Fics: 5 Recs + 1 TBR

As promised, here is the rec list for Steve/Bucky fics with a focus on Steve-centric stories—all of them not EG-compliant, as requested. It's not quite as long as my usual rec lists for two reasons:

(1) I'm still sick and I can barely sit up straight, so please forgive the brevity of the list, and

(2) I deliberately wanted to include exclusively fics that were written in 2022 and 2023 to shine a spotlight on a few of the many wonderful writers and artists who are still creating absolutely fantastic works for the Stucky ship and who deserve to be read just as widely and passionately as older works in the fandom. Recency bias, but make it positive!

So without further ado, here are five Steve-centric Stucky recs and one more fic that I can't wait to get to:

1. say it soft and it's almost like praying by Somanywords | 41K, M

Author's summary: Natasha says, “Look, whatever the truth is about you, we have no way of really knowing the Winter Soldier's intentions. He’s not all there, he’s not who you remember. He’s a hot mess, Steve.”

“Why does everyone think that?” Steve says, and he’s nearly yelling, but not quite, because he doesn’t need to, not when they’re so close. “Why does everyone keep saying he’s a mess—have you seen me?" 

Post-CA:TWS canon divergent. I literally finished this fic about 15 minutes ago, so I haven't even left a comment yet. I'm still processing, you could say. The author tagged this with "just another post catws fic (but by me)"—and yes, that's what you get. All the usual ingredients are here, but the joy of TWS canon divergence is of course in the endless possibilities of how these well-known ingredients are used, re-arranged, and re-imagined as something new, exciting, and often much more satisfying than in canon. This fic excels at all three and is an absolute joy from start to finish.

2. Daybreak by BonkyBornes, art by PottersPink | 9K, NR

Author's summary: They called it project Rebirth because the person was supposed to be reborn, like a phoenix from the ashes. Steve was supposed to be the phoenix. He was supposed to rise from the ashes of his old body, he was supposed to leave behind his deafness and his limp and the scoliosis that bent his entire body to the left. He was supposed to leave behind everything that held him back.

In the end, the only thing that left was the only thing that mattered.

Shrinkyclinks canon-divergent AU. What if Project Rebirth didn't go right...but it didn't go entirely wrong either? A story about ghosts but not a ghost story. Or maybe something else entirely? Steve fights his body and time and the memories that keep haunting him. Beautifully written, with gorgeous art by PottersPink that perfectly complements the story.

3. Exhale by seapigeon, art by dudewhereismypie | 15K, M

Author's summary: After the Chitauri invasion, Steve parts ways with SHIELD, unsure if he can trust an agency that tried to deceive him and built weapons from the Tesseract.

He finds himself alone in an unfamiliar future, penniless, not even legally alive. Fortunately, he knows how to survive. Steve Rogers is used to getting by on his own.

The thing is, he doesn't have to.

Shrunkyclunks. Post-Avengers canon divergent. A fic that asks the question: What if, after the battle of New York, Steve had told SHIELD a polite but firm 'No'? Follow him as he strikes out on his own, finds an apartment, a job, and friends, figures out life in the 21st century...and of course falls in love!

4. Preberseeschießen by Ginny_Potter | 6K, T

Author's summary: Bucky breathes out and shoots. The bullet hits water… and there it is, the zapping sound of paper tearing.

The light turns on and off three times. Third circle. Just a lick out of bullseye. The Howlies explode in cheers.

Or, the Howling Commandos play a shooting game with the Austrian Resistance and Steve has lots of unresolved feelings about himself, his new body, and his changing relationship with Bucky. In other words, comrades are comrades, angst looms, and Steve feels.

Wartime fic. Would you like to read some excellent gay angst full of yearning and unresolved tension, peppered with interesting and wonderfully specific historical details and Howlies camaraderie? Would you like to get your heart crushed a little? Yes? Here you go. And if this makes you feel too sad by the end of it and you crave a bit of a happier resolution, just jump straight into a fistfull of dollars (5K, E) by the same author, which is not intended as a companion piece or even set in the same universe, but it works just as if it were. (Look at me sneaking in extra recs.)

5. Not In The Answer But The Question by aimmyarrowshigh, art by PottersPink | 27K, T

Author's summary: It rankles that his drink was made before he even got a chance to order it. What if he wanted a change? What if he were adventurous and bold? What if he tried something new?

---

Or, Steve Rogers shakes up his gray daily routine in 2014 by going back home to Vinegar Hill. To his surprise, the Jewish deli he used to frequent with Arnie is still standing.

And Steve's whole life changes again.

Shrunkyclunks. Post-Avengers canon divergent. A lost and lonely Steve tries to figure out who he was, is and most importantly, wants to be in this new century he's found himself in that is both terrifying and full of possibilities. Told in vignettes (I did not count, but I believe all of them are exactly 100 word drabbles) that perfectly illustrate the fragmented mind and life of its protagonist and his experience of constantly shifting and adjusting between past and present. A story about identity, memory, self-acceptance, and finding the courage to love and let yourself be loved. And food. So much amazing food!

+ 1 TBR: Operation: Gros Michel by SquadOfCats | 358K, E

Author's summary: “It starts with bananas. Of course, it's not really about the bananas. Just like a camel isn't bothered by one single straw, just like a dam doesn't break because of one extra drop. Obviously, Steve's mental breakdown isn't about bananas.”

Steve is overwhelmed and hanging by a thread, doing his best to take care of Bucky while still deeply traumatized himself. He finally has a breakdown over the stupidest of things: bananas. So Bucky takes care of him.

In which Steve learns to surf, Bucky becomes a gardener, and they both begin to heal.

Post-CA:TWS canon divergent. No, I did not make a mistake, the word count for this story really does come in at an impressive (or intimidating, you decide) 358,225 words! Which is the only reason why I haven't read it yet. I do want to make time for this asap because the snippets I've read so far were very intriguing and everything I've heard about it from people who have finished it, sounds absolutely amazing. So, this is the wild card pick!

Happy reading! <3

[cielcreations]

The Final Bell Has Rung [BlackBell Fanfic - CRK]

Inspiration from littleoldsun's (on Twitter) Deceitling Silverbell AU. I saw one of their comics and then wrote this while I was at work. Make sure to check them out!

Ignore any grammar or spelling mistakes, I'm sensitive /j

How did he end up here?

If you had told Silverbell that he would one day be standing in front of the Yogurt River of Rebirth, readying to pledge himself to the Beast of Deceit, to Shadow Milk, just to be with the Beast's lackey, Black Sapphire, he would have called you crazy.

Silverbell, a resident and knight of the fairy kingdom, someone who still believed with all his heart that Elder Faerie was in the right, that he must protect the people he loves and cares for, his friends. He was suppose to protect everyone from the Beasts.

Yet, here he stood.

“Well, what're you waiting for?” Shadow Milk floated above the river, clapping impatiently, “Chop, chop! I don't have all day!”

“Master, please-”

“Ah, ah, Sapphy, this isn't about you!” Shadow Milk floated forward, gripping Silverbell's chin and forcing him to look up. He smirked sadistically, the eyes all over him full of malice, “This is about your guest star! Tell me, little fairy, is your supposed love strong enough to save you from my river?”

“I-I-”

“Go on!” Shadow Milk let him go, going behind the fairy, pushing him a bit closer to the river, “I've given you my offer! Either test the river's waters, or I crumble you myself~!” Shadow Milk then floated back, him and Candy Apple watching from a distance, “Tick, tock!”

Silverbell clenched his fists, staring at his reflection.

“My Bell-” Black Sapphire floated behind him, gently massaging his shoulders, “-you can do it-”

“I can't.” Silverbell hissed in a hush whisper, “I-I don't trust him, I don't believe his lies, he just wants to see me crumble.”

“Perhaps so, but do you trust me?” Black Sapphire asked.

What a ridiculous question, of course he trusted Black Sapphire! The two fell in love, they were dating, how could he not trust the other? Hell, here he was, willing to lose everything just to be with him. 

“Of course I trust you.” Silverbell responded.

“Do you think I would ever put you in harm's way?”

“No.”

“Then trust me when I say, you can do this, my Bell.”

Silverbell was still hesitant, still nervous. He was going to sink.

“Would you like to dance with me?” Black Sapphire asked.

Silverbell blushed, looking at him over his shoulder, “W-What? H-Here? Now?”

“Yes.” Black Sapphire smiled back, “Just trust me.”

Silverbell blushed more, looking forward and down at his feet, nodding a bit. 

“Look up, my Bell.”

The fairy did so. Black Sapphire wrapped one arm around his waist, holding Silverbell close to his chest, before his other hand took Silverbell's. He had them step forward, Silverbell's breath hitching, his body growing stiff, watching his foot sink into the river.

“It's alright, I've got you.” Black Sapphire cooed, able to walk across the river, “Relax, dollface, we're just dancing.”

“I'm going to sink-!”

“With that attitude, perhaps.” Black Sapphire teased, spinning them around, earning a gasp, “But I've got you! We're just dancing!”

Silverbell let out a nervous laugh, but let Black Sapphire do his thing. They were in the middle of the river, Silverbell's feet sunk into the river as Black Sapphire still held him. He carefully turned Silverbell around, so they were facing one another, the fairy wrapping his arms around his neck.

“See, I've got you. Just dance with me, my Bell!” Black Sapphire cooed, smiling softly at him.

Silverbell chuckled, holding the other's shoulders as Black Sapphire held his waist. They swayed back and forth over the Yogurt River, foreheads leaning against each other as they closed their eyes, enjoying one another's embrace.

“...I have to let you go.”

Silverbell's eyes shot open, “Wait, no, Sapph, I-”

“It will be alright, dollface.” One of Black Sapphire's hands cupped Silverbell's cheek, “I would never put you in harm's way.”

“I-I can't do this-!”

“Yes. Yes, you can.” Black Sapphire reassured. He leaned forward, placing a kiss to the fairy's head, “I know you can. Trust me.”

“I-I… I love my people, I love my kingdom, I-I can't just-”

“Do they love you?”

The single question made Silverbell tense.

“You told me how much they expected of you, how much they pushed you, how much they used you.” Black Sapphire began to dip Silverbell, the fairy sinking further into the river, “And now look. You and I are here. They didn't accept us, they didn't trust us, they didn't trust you.”

Silverbell felt his heart in his chest, a lump in his throat, tears forming in his eyes. Black Sapphire cupped his cheeks, Silverbell hanging onto his shoulders as he sunk deeper. Black Sapphire floated above the river, a malicious smile on his face, the eyes in his hair opened wide.

“They didn't trust you enough, they didn't believe in you enough, they didn't love you enough to believe you would make the right decisions.” He cooed, “But I do. I trust you, I believe in you, I love you.”

“Sapph-”

“You're mine, Silverbell.”

He let Silverbell go, the fairy's hands slipping from around the other's neck. He managed to get one last gulp of air before sinking into the river. It was like sinking into mud, unable to get to the top. He reached up, tears pouring down his cheeks as he slowly began to lose what little breath he had.

I can't do this, I shouldn't have come here, I'm going to crumble, this was a mistake, I-

Do you trust me?

Black Sapphire's voice echoed in his hand.

I would never put you in harm's way.

I've got you.

I know you can do this.

Do they love you?

…Do they? Does his kingdom love him? Does his kingdom trust him?

You told me how much they used you.

…Yeah, that's right. They used Silverbell. He was a knight for a kingdom who barely recognized him. It was always 'Silverbell, do this,’ 'Silverbell, do that,’ never once asking if he was okay, if he was alright.

Silverbell began to float.

They didn't trust you.

No… they didn't. They told him to protect White Lily and her hall, they told him to protect the Silver Tree and the kingdom, but they didn't trust him enough. Because the moment he fell in love with someone they deemed unworthy, someone they deemed unsafe, suddenly, he couldn't make the right decisions.

Silverbell reached up, let out a cry as he continued to float to the surface.

I trust you.

That's right, Black Sapphire trusts him.

I believe in you.

Black Sapphire believes in him.

I love you.

Black Sapphire loves Silverbell.

You're mine, Silverbell.

He breached the surface of the Yogurt River, gasping for breath as he got out. He pulled himself up, resting on his knees on top of the river, gasping for breath.

“There you are, dollface!” Black Sapphire knelt down in front of him, cupping his cheeks and having the other look up at him. He smiled so kindly, so gently, so lovingly at Silverbell, “I told you, you could do it!”

The fairy- no, former fairy grabbed Black Sapphire and pulled him in for a proper kiss, the raven gasping. However, he happily kissed back, wiping away Silverbell's remaining tears.

“Alright, enough, lovebirds!” The two pulled away, looking at Shadow Milk, who floated in front of them.

He hummed, smirking as he grabbed Silverbell's wings. The man let out a hiss and looked over his shoulder, widening his eyes. His fairy wings had turned into bat wings, just like Black Sapphire and Candy Apple's wings.

“Well, I'll be~! Looks like someone has a few tricks up their sleeves!” Shadow Milk snickered. He grabbed Silverbell's chin, smirking, “Don't think just because you're Sapphy's little doll that I'm going to go easy on you. Now that you've accepted and embraced Deceit, you work for me.” He then let go and snickered, “But, who am I if not a gracious host~ I'll let you get settled in before I make you spill all those dirty little secrets you have on that pesky gnat!” He then snapped, “Black Sapphire, get him in some black, white and silver are hideous!”

“Of course, my lord.” Black Sapphire bowed his head.

“Good. Then, I'm off!” Shadow Milk disappeared.

Silverbell looked at Black Sapphire. The raven removed his overcoat and wrapped it around his shoulders, wiping some of the water from his cheeks.

“How are you feeling?” Black Sapphire asked, genuinely.

“Cold…” Silverbell responded.

“Understandable.” He stood up, helping the other stand with him, “Come, let's get you changed.” He began leading the way, “I told you, I knew you could do it!”

Silverbell wrapped his arms around Black Sapphire's waist, hugging and burying his face into his back. Black Sapphire blushed slightly.

“My Bell?”

“...That's right.”

“Hmm?” Black Sapphire looked over his shoulder.

“I’m yours.” Silverbell looked up at him with a slight smirk, “And you're mine.”

Black Sapphire chuckled, kissing his forehead.

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AN: I do still write fanfiction. However, I will not apologize for my CRK text/shitposts LMAO! Anyways, hope y'all enjoyed! Again, make sure to check out the inspiration!

[ainnur]

Why do your new au is call Bone Flower AU?

Also how Wukong and Bai He dynamic?

It is call Bone Flower au because I found a cool looking flower that made from bone randomly on Pinterest. AND knowing that Bai He mean Lily so the idea just click to me with one of my fav idea of Wukong and Lady Bone Demon being a sworn sibling.

Thinking in this au Wukong choose to name Bai He that because White Lily remind Wukong of LBD as it mean purity, comitment and rebirth. It's fit LBD so well because LBD think her idea is pure and right, not to mention how she committed to her belive that she want to destroy this mess up world to create a perfect one basicly give this world a rebirth

(If I got the information wrong feel free to correct me)

As for Bai He and Wukong, they have this father-daughter dynamic as Wukong is the one raise her in this au. Tho their relationship bit complex with Bai He not fully understand emotion quite well and Wukong being Wukong keeping the secret why Bai He was created while also not really open with Bai He. To his defend Bai He never actually ask why she was created tho. They love each other BUT wish to understand each other more.

[amadholes-lostre]

Commission ( by @aerizworld )

I commission from Aeriz for a Yumihisu wedding set in my AU Elduschland. Here, Eldusches have a far more different marriage customs than the one in canon or even contemporary Western. One of the most important symbols in Eldusch culture is blood, which not only represents power but the physical essence of their soul. It make sense since how shifters (called Anser in this AU) always spill blood when transform and the nature how Eldusches manage gain Ymir's power.

Here, Ymir (should be going by her birthname now) and Historia holds a glass of wine. The wine represents Ymir's (Fritz) blood (likely called Mirbine) and contains droplets of each blood (the alcohol should sterilize it). Each drink a slip when the marriage officiant, usually a gothi, says a line of religious significant. After the cup is empty (half and half by each), the officiant officiates the couples, they will kiss. The religion significant of the blood believes that drinking each blood, and being bless by a gothi (or officiates by another significant person), their soul will be bound through it. Pretty hardcore stuff.

Another is the red ribbon that wrap around their hands. This is Eldusches' visual marker for their marriage. Once the cup is drunk empty and their marriage fully officiated, the ribbon will be cut in half and given to each spouse. The ribbon, other by a visual marker, symbolized their soul bound physically, that no matter how far they're from each other, they're still connected. How they wear it is up to the couple and spouse, but usually as a necklace, which Ymir and Historia have done after their wedding. Sometimes, couples and spouses will add tickets and gems on their ribbon, but one of the most common one -and what Ymir and Historia done -is a pendant containing their Coat of Marriage.

(Coat of Marriage is a couple's Archievement (Coat of Arms). It's designed by the two spouses' personal Coat of Arms being placed side-by-side with supporters of either couple's ones. I can't think of Historia's, but Ymir's [likely forced by both her Parí and Historia] is low Or chevron, with Azure filling on the upper half, with 7 Ymir Fritz' 9-Pointed Argent star in right ertical. Her Archievement symbolized gaining her sapient back and being in the Path, representing Rebirth, Freedom, and Second Chance.)

Surname is also different here than Canon; women don't shred their name and take their husband's. Here, like Latin America, both spouses take the other surname. How it does is depend on the spouse's gender, especially same-sex one. Women's surname is mother-surname and father-surname, and men's is the same but reverse. Once the couple is married, the woman takes her husband father-surname and shreds her father's one, and vice versa for man but reverse. Same-sex couples do the same, but it depends on the couple gender. Lesbians will shred their father-surname and take her wife's mother-surname, and the same goes for the other wife. Gay men couples do the same but with their mother-surname.

Nobility is a bit more tricky than how commoners do their naming scheme. Since noble houses play a more significant role in their life, nobles rarely takes their spouses' surname. How it works it depends on the Nobility ranking: if the couple is in the same hierarchy, both couples keep the other surname and do how commoners do so atop. If the one of them is in a higher ranking, say a viscount marrying a marquess (i just using this off English peerage), then the viscount spouse will take the one from thr marquess, regardless ot genders.

Ironically, Ymir and Historia is kind of not in the norm of usual lesbian couples. Ymir's mother, Estrella, had surnames before marrying Skrymir but shreds both her surname (she is a Latina) once married. She views taking only Skrymir's surname like how Ymir views waking up in the Path: fully embracing her Eldusch heritage. Historia previous has two surnames: her mother's, Lenz, which she was forced to use in her cadet years, and her father's. After becoming Queen, Historia, wishing to take her own path and try to live in pride like how Ymir wishes, take her mother surname only, creating the newly form Royal House of Lenz. After the wedding, their Houses were united due to the significance of each other House, forming now House of Lenz-Aurgelmir

And because of their marriage, Marley and the rest of the world are scared shitless.