#a crown and a name

[ertrunkenerwassergeist]

I had an idea for a Son of Mors au which is just a Pure Crack.

Basically, what little of Eos' consciousness remains decides "I'm going to ruin this guy's entire career prophecy".

Bahamut: *preparing to announce the next king*

Eos: *body checking him so he flies off the screen*

Crystal-Eos: Hail Vitale Lucis Caelum! Hail King of Lucis!

Regis and co: *extremely alarmed wtf expressions*

I mean it's can either be a Pure Crack (because a 5yo on the throne) or a Pure Angst (because a 5yo on the throne) and in this case I think I would prefer the first. Especially since Regis would have no idea where to even start looking for Nyx and also would be expecting somebody near his age and not a flipping kindergartener.

*shoos angst bunnies back under the bed*

Okay this is funny. And dramatic. In the over the top drama way one cannot help but laugh at.

On a meta level just... Bahamut used - something - to bind Eos. And it took her many human generations to scrape together enough power to jump on the opportunity presented to her. She takes the power of the human souls nestled within her heart, and speaks.

(That is just background meta for myself, because I need to have this make some amount of sense in my head. XD)

So

Regis is about to get the blessing of the Crystal as each new King does before the coronation. It should just be a formality, as it has been for nearly 10 generations already. Since there hasn't been more then one Lucis Caelum child per generation.

But then.

The Crystal surges and announces a name no one has ever heard of.

"Vitale Lucis Caelum, the Hidden."

No one knows what to do with that.

The coronation gets put on hold. Obviously. An announcement is made. The Gods have spoken and who is Regis to deny them? (He's secretly very relieved that it's not him who has to be King. Up until he meets the new King, that is.)

It's the scandal of the century.

Mors Lucis Caelum had another son. Someone fucked Mors Lucis Caelum of their own free will. At least Regis dearly hopes that's the case.

(It was totally a hate fuck. But very much consensual.)

And then come the shenanigans of trying to find Vitale Lucis Caelum.

[raven-6-10]

The original post is starting to branch due to comments from multiple people, so could you post this and tag the appropriate individuals, please? Consider: If Crowe heads straight for the mainland, she misses siblingship with Libs and Nyx, and I'd like to keep that. Hm - maybe Regis is on the islands for Some Reason, and Crowe is - almost compelled to head towards the delegation from Insomnia?

@hamelin-born @ertrunkenerwassergeist

See, the thing is that Crowe doesn't meet Lib and Nyx until she's 14. Which, for me at least, is a bit too long without something major happening in Insomnia because People Are Upset About the Missing Monarch.

(Lucius the Late took throne after 3 years and he was welcomed with a civil war.)

Consider the alternative - Regis allows Crowe to take trips to Galahd regularly so she stays connected to her roots and birth culture, and she meets Lib and Nyx during one of them.

***

On a separate note, the tag #a crown and a name fits much better for Crowe who's normally a Nameless.

[raven-6-10]

@ertrunkenerwassergeist

Nyx or Crowe as a King?

“You know, for a monarchy, the King doesn’t seem to play much of a role in your affairs.”

“Well, It’s embarrassing to admit, but we’ve rather lost track of them.”

“Lost track of them?”

“Quite so. We know we have a monarch, but we don’t know who they are or where they reside.”

“… okay, you’re going to have to run that by me again.“

“To be blunt, the last King had something of a roving eye. While we’re reasonably certain one of his numerous illegitimate offspring has inherited the divine mantle, we’re not sure which one – if, indeed, it’s even one we know about.”

“Can’t you just, you know, pick one?“

“Heavens, no. Our monarch rules by divine right. The land is bound to them. Its prosperity and weather reflect their health and moods. The sacred bond is clearly responding to something, so we can rest assured that a living monarch exists, but none of the candidates we’ve tested have panned out.”

“So, the rain of opera-singing fish last Tuesday…?“

“Wherever our current King or Queen is, they’re evidently having a fantastic time.”

[aq2003]

this is so cool and also rosencrantz and guildenstern's sign names are killing me lol

[ninjasmudge]

thats a red flag narinder, get that crown back while you still can

+ top panel without text below the cut

[voidheartkisses]

sorry these are super rushed I just really wanted to draw goth lam- I mean goat

colored version

[raddest-laddest]

scug bug names and such

[paxopalotls]

stressed about chem exams so I did a ghost king doodle to cope

[undynestan]

crown and nona hugs…….

[snartffle]

This trend is specifically why I wanted to start posting cotl fanart

[raven-6-10]

@ertrunkenerwassergeist

Let it never be said that Crowe doesn't have her priorities straight!

Food first, especially free food! Everything else can wait.

***

I see that Regis is still in the middle of bsod. At least he has Clarus and possibly Cor with him in this trying times.

Regis' reaction to learning that he has a sister young enough to pass for his own daughter was definitely Something. Nobody expected him to know that many curse-words, that's for sure.

Regis stared at the tiny slip of a girl sitting across from him. All bony wrists and elbows and knees, wild hair and large eyes that stared back at him with a distrustful glint that made Regis's heart squeeze in anger and pity.

They sat in a pub, at a table tucked as far out of the way as possible, but still they could not escape the curious glances of the Galahkari in the room. Regis dearly wished they could do this in a more private seeting, but his sister had clearly not been getting enough to eat. The man sitting beside her, staring at him like he was about to murder him if he made one wrong move, also did not help.

Despite the ambient noises of the pub, the silence had settled heavy and uncomfortable between them.

His sister clutched at a steaming bowl of some kind of thick stew, waiting for it to cool a bit after the first bite had burned her tongue.

"Now," the man said, deep voice cutting though the air like a claimore. Still, Regis could not look away from his sister. "What do you Lucians want with the girl?"

The man had a thick accent, much like everybody on the islands who spoke Lucian, though he was more understandable than most others.

"And who is asking that?" Clarus demanded, matching the man's agressive tone of voice.

"Kapil, Head of Clan Ostium. I ask again: What do you want with one of our children, a Clanless one at that?"

Regis tore his eyes away to look at the man. "I am looking for a missing relative, my Lord," he said with a polite tilt of his head.

A disgusted snort was his answer. "Cut that shit out. There are no lords here. Why would someone like you look for a relative here of all places?"

He did not want to do this, but Regis knew he wouldn't get anywhere otherwise. At least someone was looking out for his sister, even if only to protect her from suspicious strangers. Never in his life had Regis been treated like a suspicious stranger. So he reached into his coat pocket, slowly under the sharp eyes of the adult Galahkar in front of him, and pulled out a folded paper. It was a copy of his sister's birth certificate, stamped and notarized.

Kapil snatched up the paper as soon as it touched the table between them and opened it. Few moments later the man paled at a rapid pace.

Beside him, the small girl took a bit from her stew with an audible slurp.

[caitvisource]

caitlyn i get you girl

[biorust-art]

'Bling-bling, gettin' fucked in every time zone G-string, yeah, the whole pussy rhinestoned' - Pink G-String by Scene Queen

- Y'all. Punk/Bimbo solidarity. I didn't draw this as ship art but damn they would burn the world down huh. I have wanted to draw them together forEVER, espesh with Scene Queen lyrics with them, cus ugh. I love Scene Queen. And now they've met in cannon!! Best gift ever.

[Image Description: A drawing of Ashton Graymoore and Opal from Critical Role. Ashton and Opal are standing together, Ashton's body is facing away while he's turned looking towards the camera, his left arm is up in a peace sign and his tongue is sticking out, turning it into a crude gesture. Opal is leaning on their back with one hand putting up a middle finger and the other hand on her hip. She is leaning forward with her hips out in a suggestive pose and blowing some pink bubblegum. Her outfit is slightly different, wearing a pink mini skirt and some leggings with the inner thighs showing. The two of them are shown at an angle, camera looking down at them. The background is light pink, and all around them are lyrics to Pink G-String by Scene Queen. 'I'm his mistress, fuck if I know! Front Page Scandal? I do my own promo.' End ID]

[fitzyames]

petition to replace his imdb sizzle reel with this pls

[fawntastic]

TLT Drawing Prompt:

Ianthe and Corona of some kind, maybe them being toxically codependent? Maybe them kissing?

Alternatively, I'd love to see you do the erotic arm dismemberment from HTN!

Your twins juice, m’lord

[applebees4prez]

lapin cadbury and arthur aguefort are the ultimate old man yaoi