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[evangel108]

amaranthe

8th page of The Wandering Wayfinder, amaranthe:

A single stalk stood by the lane They say this plant can never wane Afar, it seemed a meager weed Apart from its collar, which bleeds Red blossoms, themselves wanting charm Yet, its tassel's seeds resist harm The amaranth's unfading bloom A shining hope against dark gloom

A poetry with a quadruple of 8s. Of course it's going to end up as the 8th entry of this collection.

The 8x8x8x8 "form" I used to describe this poem is not an officially recognized poetry genre. It is actually just the name of the prompt I used to write this piece, the requirement being: an 8-lined poem, with an AABBCCDD rhyme scheme, where the first and last words of each line must rhyme, and 8 syllables per line.

The number 8 itself holds a lot of significance in many cultures:

The Chinese considers it a lucky number because its pronunciation is similar to the word for "wealth". The Japanese gives it a similar association to wealth and luck because the broadening strokes of the kanji character (八) is regarded as a symbol of growing prosperity.

In Pythagorean numerology, the number 8 represents victory, prosperity and overcoming.

Medieval astrology considers 8 as a symbol to the perfection of incoming planetary energy.

8 is considered a sacred number in Buddhism, where it represents the spokes in the Dharma wheel, itself a symbol to the central teaching of the "Noble Eightfold Path".

Biblical numerology associates the number 8 with new beginning & rebirth.

It is the atomic number of oxygen, which is one of the most critical elements for the sustenance of life--being present in the air we breathe, and the water that makes up 2/3 of our bodies (and of the planet we live on).

With these considerations, I thought the amaranth plant would be the most appropriate subject to use for this prompt.

The amaranth is a genus of plants known for its ability to retain its vibrant colours even after being uprooted, or "killed". As a result, it is often regarded as an "immortal flower".

I myself was introduced to the plant through Nighwish's song, "Amaranth", and after reading the lore and fables related to the amaranth, I've always been fascinated about it. In fact, not too long ago, I did an art prompt to make a character based on a plant, and used amaranth for its basis:

Depicted in this pic are two different amaranthus species: the crown is amaranthus tricolor (aka Joseph's Coat), the wings are amaranthus hypochondriacus (aka Prince's feather).

I drew the "character" as a broken statue to juxtapose the symbols of life/hope and death/brokenness, and I hoped to convey the idea that having hope keeps us alive (or full of colour) during difficult periods where we are "dead" (i.e. cut off from the things that typically motivates us).

[denizenhardwick]

Shapeshifter Princess and the Amaranth Witch

Chapter 2: The Kind and the Unkind Girls

Every four years in the town of Gavaldon, two children are kidnapped to attend the School for Good and Evil, where future fairy tale characters learn to embody their roles and live out their tales.

Goro Akechi has been waiting for this moment her entire life. She’s pretty, pleasant, undoubtedly the best pick for Good. Likewise, her best friend Joker, town outcast and supposed resident witch, seems the perfect fit for Evil.

But when those positions are flipped and they find themselves stuck in an unfamiliar, dangerous world, they must confront truths about their natures and desires, as well as the very world around them, if they have any chance of survival.

Chapter 1

[avampyone]

FFXIVWrite 2024 Master list

I held off on creating a master list initially since I wasn't 100% certain I would be able to finish these. I was going through stressful RL situations last year and wasn't able to complete it then- I'm glad to be in a better place to do so this year!

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Prompt #1: Steer - A New Path

Prompt #2: Horizon - In His Snare

Prompt #3: Tempest - Of Love and Duty

Prompt #4: Reticent - The Wingman

Prompt #5: Stamp - Letter from the Lost Days

Prompt #6: Halcyon - A Visitor at Dusk

Prompt #7: Morsel - Serendipity

Prompt #8: Brain rest day

Prompt #9: Lend an Ear - The Outsider

Prompt #10: Stable - Synthesis Failed

Prompt #11: Surrogate - Never Forgotten

Prompt #12: Quarry - Promise

Prompt #13: Butte - The Prime Suspect

Prompt #14: Telling - Haunted

Prompt #15: Brain rest day

Prompt #16: Third-rate - Wayward Son

Prompt #17: Sally - The Night's Embrace

Prompt #18: Hackneyed - Unexpected Meeting

Prompt #19: Taken - A Little Warmth

Prompt #20: Duel - The Dreamers

Prompt #21: Shade - A Long-awaited Reunion

Prompt #22: Brain rest day

Prompt #23: On Cloud Nine: The Last Waltz

Prompt #24: Bar: More Mezcal

Prompt #25: Perpetuity: Aesthete

Prompt #26: Zip - Camouflage

Prompt #27: Memory - Beguiling Dark

Prompt #28: Deleterious - Rendezvous

Prompt #29: Brain rest day

Prompt #30: Two Heads Are Better Than One: Serenity

[m--rtyr]

I want everyone to be aware that Amaranth is the reason LR is taking so long lol

like that shit gave me INSANE burn out. Never rushing a fic again lol

[yujeong]

.... You know... Vegas canonically making sure to check if his pets are healthy in all aspects of their existence is something that has such potential for pure *filth* and I need to dissect it a little bit. (Warning: this is going to be gross. I'll be talking about excrements. I'll be describing things in detail; not much, but enough to probably make someone gag, so skip this if it's too disgusting for you to read.)

So, ok. The whole fandom has had ideas about how Pete could be getting cleaned at the safehouse. Most of what I've seen is Vegas taking him to a separate room to clean him up or to give him a shave - lovely fics out there, I have to say - and I agree with that idea. The room doesn't have anything in it for Pete to wash himself - - which brings me to the toilet issue. Look. The show didn't even touch on showering, so the very valid question of "How was Pete going to the toilet?" would never be explored, no matter how interesting that would be. (To me. It'd be interesting to me and maybe 2 other people, but still.) I have already explained in this post just how utterly disgusting the safehouse really is as an environment (specifically the room Pete is being held at for obvious reasons), which brings me to this, because one idea I had for the toilet issue was... Vegas leaving a bucket next to Pete to use for his, um, needs. (Generally, I'm very into Vegas humiliating Pete during the safehouse days as a torture method. I believe the dog bowl scene speaks for itself.) Now, one issue in regards to this is the fact that Pete wasn't eating. When your food intake decreases, it leads to constipation, and I can just *imagine* Vegas losing his mind whenever he returned in the room to check if the bucket was full and only seeing piss in there - not much of it, too, because Pete sure as hell wasn't drinking any water. Of course, the next step is dragging Pete to the bathroom to do it there, right? He has to make sure his pet's digestive system is working properly, which means... Vegas staying in the bathroom to watch Pete, checking the contortions on Pete's face, the change of colour on his cheeks, hearing his subtle moans and groans and gasps from his efforts to do the thing, seeing him struggle, sigh, maybe shed a tear or two from the pain. ^This isn't meant to be sexual btw, but it also is in a way, because it's Vegas we're talking about here. Vegas is attracted to all of Pete, to everything coming out of him (heh). So, he watches. He doesn't let Pete touch anything in the bathroom. He doesn't let him flush. He takes him back to the room, locks him there and returns to the narrow space to inspect. He spends minutes staring at Pete's excrements, at how small they are ("Don't they feed them anything at the main family?" he wonders like a hypocrite), he lets the smell invade his nose and does his best to not frown, maybe he lowers his body to have a closer look, to check the colour, the texture and everything else - he wouldn't want Pete to have diarrhea or something, right? - and after spending so much time down there that his knees are starting to hurt, he gets up and pulls the string to flush the toiler (idk why I imagined this type of toiler for the safehouse, but stay with me.) And then, he realizes the toiler isn't functioning properly and the excrements stay there, and suddenly, the morbid fascination he had turns into anger. Why aren't they going away? Why are they still here? So, he pulls and pulls and pulls, maybe he breaks the string from how forcefully he's pulling it and he yells in frustration - worthless piece of shit, can't even flush a fucking toilet - so he ends up grabbing the bucket he'd given to Pete, filling it with water and pouring it in there to make the excrements go away. He succeeds the fifth time, drenched in sweat. See? he says to himself. Maybe you can deal with your shit after all. But this can't continue, he thinks. So what if, in Eileen fashion, Vegas thinks that the best way to deal with this problem is by force-feeding Pete laxatives to help him release the load? And what if that solution makes Pete's stomach worse? What if it leads to him vomiting (which is another result of not eating), making Vegas lose his mind even further? What if Vegas' actions create a circle of grossness he can't escape from? I can go on and on about this, but I'll stop here, I think I got the point across lol. VegasPete are so gross (affectionate) (derogatory) ❤️❤️

[matchasantea]

I HATH WRITTEN A NOVELETTE ABOUT MY VTM OCS BACKSTORY

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64599664/chapters/165926107

Please read it I worked very hard on this >_< there’s no Australia lore man I had to cook this shit up

BUT ALSO AMMY IS REALLY COOL I LOVE HER SO MUCH

[tessa-liam]

Turning The Page 

Chapter – 2 –The Sacrifice 

Choices, The Royal Romance. Alternate Universe 

Series Premise: As Riley Brooks journeys through life as a single parent in New York City, an epiphany strikes as she contemplates the future for herself and her two-year-old son. 

Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!MC Riley Brooks 

All characters belong to Pixelberry, except William Brooks (Rys) and Matteo Magro, who belong to this series. 

Category: On-going series, contains angst/fluff/depression 

Rating: M🔞Warnings - crude language - not Beta’d - please excuse all errors. 

Words: 2499 

Turning The Page 

The Sacrifice -Chapter 2

Chapter Summary: Riley is reunited with Maxwell, as Daniel attempts to lift Riley from her feelings of melancholy at Club Kismet. Liam meets with Olivia in Lythikos searching for another perspective on the night of his coronation and his father’s transgressions against her and Riley. Madeleine discloses a secret. 

Turning The Page Masterlist 

Music Inspiration: Sacrifice, Elton John; The Sweetest Thing (I’ve Ever Known, Juice Newton; Always Remember Us This Way, Josh Rabenold 

A/N1: In this alternate universe, after King Constantine orchestrates two individual scandals to humiliate and entrap Riley Brooks and Olivia Nevrakis in shame, Madeleine Amaranth secures her position as the Queen of Cordonia. Riley, as the King’s mistress and Olivia, in self-imposed exile. Tariq is never found. 

A/N2: My submission for @choicesflashfics , Week #47, Prompt #3 - “Why are you being so weird?” 

Brooklyn Heights, New York City

Sitting beside the second-floor level home office window, Riley opened the heavy canvas satchel that held the new correspondence from her latest client. Working hard at starting her new home business, she put her business accounting skills to use for employment and landed her first client very quickly.  

After leaving Cordonia, Riley enrolled at Brooklyn College to finish her accounting accreditation while she was pregnant with William. She wanted the absolute best for her son, so earning a living was the top priority. 

Now that Riley was back in the States, her set goals also included building a life and creating a happy future for her son. So, when Daniel’s partner Matteo, who owned a six-bedroom brownstone in Brooklyn Heights, offered her a home when she arrived back in New York at Daniel’s old apartment, she readily accepted. 

Daniel met his love interest soon after Riley had left New York City to pursue her prince who captivated and captured her heart in Cordonia. Matteo and Daniel had a spacious brownstone and insisted that Riley and her baby share their home. 

 Checking off these challenges as completed, she once again found her thoughts drifting back to the life, she left behind in Cordonia.  

...and to Liam. 

Riley could not help but think, she had made a huge mistake. As William began to grow and start to talk and walk, the guilt she felt was overwhelming. All the ‘firsts’ that Liam deserved to witness of his son; the family that she knew was his ‘heart's desire’. 

...but then, she would remind herself that if she stayed, Madeleine would demand that William live at the palace as his guardian as per the Cordonian Arrangement. Since he is the Crown Prince, she would be obliged and subjected to Madeleine’s wrath, and be forced to abide by her control as Queen. 

Riley was convinced that Liam would want his son with him, and rightfully so. The King and Queen, and the Crown Prince would be the Royal family. Leaving her as the other woman; the ‘dirty little secret’, who was never seen in the daylight. Without a doubt, Riley was convinced that Madeleine would make it her mission to sabotage her relationship with her son, and with Liam. 

If only, they could have found Tariq.  

If only Constantine had cleared her name before passing away. 

It was devastating when the day came to her realization that the marriage between Liam and Madeline would go forward. The heartbreak she had to endure, having to watch the love of her life marry another. 

Liam said he would never want her as his mistress; but she was. 

He said he wanted her to be his number one woman, his queen, but she was not. 

….and now, here she was. The mother of his child. In self-imposed exile; just like Olivia. 

This realization reminded her why she had to change the course her life was taking. To justify why she had to sacrifice her heart and move forward, without Liam. 

‘And I have never been afraid of losing now. 

And I have never wanted love to be a chain. 

I only know that when I’m with you, you’re my sunshine, you’re my rain. 

The sweetest thing I’ve ever known is loving you.’ 

Riley needed to make a connection with her past life in Cordonia. For William’s sake. It all starts with Maxwell. 

House Nevrakis, Duchy of Lythikos, Cordonia 

The crackle of an ember in the roaring fireplace snapped Liam from his thoughts as Olivia set his scotch down before him. 

Olivia studied the troubled expression of her friend very closely, noticing the added stress lines on his face. Only seeing him on video at his press conferences, this was the first time in four years since she decided to leave court, that the pair were in the same room together. 

“So, what’s on your mind Liam? Don’t get me wrong, I am delighted that you have stopped in for an unannounced visit. But I am very curious as to why, after all this time?” 

Olivia kept the following thoughts to herself, ‘I would not be lucky enough for him to declare he was wrong and made me his queen.’ 

He sighed, and a wistful expression spread across his face. “I have been thinking about my father’s transgressions against yourself and against Riley, very frequently lately.” 

“Oh?” This comment intrigued her. Olivia moved forward in her chair, moving closer to Liam. 

“Yes, well, and so you should Liam,” Olivia scoffed. 

“But why now? What has changed? 

“Liv, when you originally received the intimidation letter the night of my coronation, why did you not tell me at once upon receiving it? All you told me that evening was that you were withdrawing officially from the social season. I never saw your letter.” 

Olivia raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at his statement, “I thought I could handle it on my own. I destroyed it.” 

“Bertrand and Maxwell intercepted a courier with a letter marked ‘urgent’ addressed to Riley, as well. Like you, the letter was from an unknown sender, telling her to leave court at once saying, ‘she will never be queen.’” 

“The letter I received.... I was being blackmailed.” Olivia shook her head.

 “I had no other choice. Whoever wrote that letter knew things about my parents. That they were traitors to the crown. They had attached proof.” 

Liam sat with his head resting in his hands, a faraway look on his face. He took a sip of his scotch, his face a mask of conflict and turmoil. 

Liam let out a heavy sigh, “I now know and have proof of the party who sent those letters.” 

“You have my full attention.” Olivia rose from her chair. “Who do you mean?” 

Liam ran his hands through his hair, “along with my father, Duke Godfrey.” 

“Godfrey confessed this to you?” Olivia gasped. 

“No, I have not personally spoken to him about this matter.... not yet. This information was given to me by a very credible source. I plan to have him interrogated very shortly.” 

“Lord Beaumont has the original letter that Riley received that night locked in his estate vault.  

Along with the photographs, from both my bachelor party in New York and the Applewood incident during my social season; these documents are all now with my legal counsel.” 

“Olivia, I need two things from you.” 

“Name it; let me be the one to interrogate that bastard!” 

Liam guffawed, “I will consider it...” I am formally asking that you partake in upcoming Royal council meetings at the palace and rejoin court.” 

Olivia was unprepared to hear that request. “Me? Why me?” Olivia asked, confounded by his request. 

“Liam, did Madeleine know about this? Was she complicit?”  

Liam downed the rest of his scotch in one gulp. “Yes, and yes.” 

New York City, Club Kismet 

“All right, kids, have a couple of drinks for me tonight,” Matteo joked as he held the front door open for Riley and Daniel. 

“Thank you, Matt, for watching William tonight.” Riley smiled as Daniel held her coat out for her to slip on. “He was at the playground all afternoon and fell asleep quickly after dinner with all that fresh air. He should sleep soundly, but if you need me for anything, please call me.” 

“Matteo has lots of experience sitting for his sister’s boys,” Daniel re assured her.

“No worries, I have lots of contracts to review tonight anyway. It’s my pleasure Riley, really.” 

Matteo pulled Riley in for a hug. “Now, go. Have a fun time dancing the night away with this one.” 

“Ha, ha, Matty,” Daniel winked and kissed Matteo good-bye. 

It was a Friday night, and the New York City streets were buzzing with people going out for a night ‘on the town’. After a lot of convincing, Daniel was finally successful at persuading Riley to go out for a drink at Club Kismet. 

The past six months of not going out and enjoying herself, it was time she started living again. 

Sitting at the bar, Daniel ordered drinks as Riley turned and surveyed the room. The club was packed, and the dance floor was full. Everyone seemed to be having an enjoyable time, which made her feel a little rueful about her decision to leave William with Daniel’s partner, Matteo, for the evening. 

She was about to turn back around to face the bar when she noticed a man sitting by himself a few seats down. Riley did a double take as she was struck by his resemblance to someone she knew. 

“Maxwell?”, Riley whispered. 

“What?” Daniel said, not hearing her clearly over the loud music. 

Riley didn’t hear him. She was too focused on the man who looked like Maxwell.  

Daniel turned his head, as Riley stood and walked towards the mystery man. 

“Maxwell?” The man looked up in surprise at the mention of his name. His eyes widened when he saw her. 

“Little blossom? Oh. My. God. it’s you!” Before she could respond, he was off his chair, engulfing her in an over-the-top hug that lifted her up off the floor and spun her around.

After many moments of laughter mixed with tears, Maxwell took Riley’s hand and together with Daniel, the trio left the club and walked towards the pier next to the Hudson River. 

“Max, thank you for coming to New York.” Riley stopped walking and sat down on a bench. 

“You two get re-acquainted. I am going to get everyone some coffee.” 

“Thank you, Daniel,” Riley looked up and smiled appreciatively.  

Sitting down next to her, Maxwell was nervously fidgeting, waiting for Riley to begin. Daniel had told him that Riley needed to speak with him urgently. This had him thinking that what she had to share was going to be dire.

Looking out at the Statue of Liberty, Riley started to get emotional. 

“I didn’t know where else to turn.” 

Maxwell’s eyes softened, picking up her hand. “Little Blossum, it's no problem at all. I am here for you.” 

Wiping her tears with the back of her hand, Maxwell pulled out his handkerchief for her and pulled her into a side hug. 

Riley smiled and gave him a quick squeeze before letting go. 

“I have a lot to tell you, so you might want to make yourself comfortable.” 

Taking a deep breath, “when I left Cordonia, I thought it was the best for Liam in the situation that we were in. I wanted him to be happy, and the situation in what I found myself in.... I could not bear the thought of him being put into a situation that could taint his rule and embarrass him.” 

Maxwell looked puzzled, “Riley were you sick? Oh no, no... are you sick?” 

“No, nothing like that, but I was wrong, Maxwell. I made a huge mistake. I should never have left.” 

“I can’t imagine how hard it must have been to leave.”  

Maxwell put his hand on her shoulder, “Liam was really upset about your leaving. He still is devastated.” Riley looked down, shaking her head,

“He misses you so much. He is not the same without you.” 

Riley’s heart broke at his words. She was devastated to hear how much she had hurt him. The guilt was overbearing.

“Maxwell, I don’t know if I can face him.” 

“Riley, I’ve known Liam since we were kids. I’ve seen him happy, sad, angry and every emotion in between. And what I can say without a doubt is that he’s never been as happy as he was with you. You have no idea how much he loves you.” 

Hanging her head, “he is going to be so mad when he finds out why I left.” 

“Maybe, but he’ll also be happy to know that you came back. That you want him too.” 

Daniel walked slowly towards the pair with a tray of coffee, overhearing the last minutes of their conversation. 

Riley bit her lip, “do you think he will forgive me?” 

“Riley, did you mention William?” Daniel interjected.

Maxwell looked at Riley, noting her shaking her head. 

He then looked up at Daniel, noting his questioning stare at Riley. 

“Why are you being so weird?”

“Who is William?” Maxwell asked, clearly puzzled, and looked at Riley. 

Riley had her head buried in her hands, weeping. 

Daniel looked at Riley sadly, “William is her son.” 

Cordonian Royal Palace 

Madeleine stepped out of the SUV as the Royal guard stood at attention. After opening the door for his Queen, he bowed as she strode confidently up the stairs and turned towards the east wing in search of Liam.  

Liam, having just arrived back to the palace from Lythikos, was in his study looking over some documents that his advisor had dropped off earlier in the morning. He was distracted by the conversation he had with Olivia on his mind and could not concentrate.  

“Your majesty”, Bastien interrupted his thoughts. 

“Queen Madeleine is here to see you; shall I bring her in?” 

Liam’s jaw clenched at the sound of her name. “Yes, send her in.” Mentally preparing himself for a confrontation by his wife, he slid the documents into a folder and sat back in his chair. 

Madeleine glided into the room, dressed impeccably as always. 

Liam rose from his chair and gave her a formal nod, “Madeleine.” 

He gestured for her to sit down and then reclaimed his seat behind the large desk. 

“Liam,” Madeleine acknowledged and in turn sat in a wing back chair across from her husband. 

“What do I owe this visit?” He asked. 

Madeleine crossed her legs and smoothed her dress, “well, we need to schedule a press announcement.” 

“An announcement?” 

“Yes, regarding the new royal line.” 

Liam frowned, “what are you talking about?” 

Madeleine gave him a patient look, “Liam, we need to announce my pregnancy.” 

Thanks for reading💖

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[crimsonshadesblog]

Overall, I really enjoyed the event! It focused on some characters I'm fond of and the story was interesting and well executed, hitting a lot of good emotional beats. The cast, including the little cameos, were great and I enjoyed getting to see all of them again. The ending took me by surprise, but while overall bittersweet, the heartwarming parts overshadowed the bitterness to me.

A very satisfying read.

[theimaginatrix27]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62273980

First fic of the year! And it's the second installment of my A Study In Amaranth AU, where the Dominion chooses diplomacy and the plot takes an interesting turn or several!

On this episode, I introduce you to the Changeling OCs who will feature prominently in this AU. Hope you like 'em, because they're gonna be around for a while. :D

Edit: Why tf didn't the link take? Anyways, it's there now!

[denizenhardwick]

Shapeshifter Princess and the Amaranth Witch

Chapter 1: Blowing the House In

Every four years in the town of Gavaldon, two children are kidnapped to attend the School for Good and Evil, where future fairy tale characters learn to embody their roles and live out their tales. Goro Akechi has been waiting for this moment her entire life. She’s pretty, pleasant, undoubtedly the best pick for Good. Likewise, her best friend Joker, town outcast and supposed resident witch, seems the perfect fit for Evil. But when those positions are flipped and they find themselves stuck in an unfamiliar, dangerous world, they must confront truths about their natures and desires, as well as the very world around them, if they have any chance of survival.

[amaranthmagazine]

Summary: Life in the Lovely Slow Lane: The Beauty of Sending Mail in a Fast-Paced World

In You Have Got Mail and a Postage Stamp Affixed: Life in the Lovely Slow Lane, the article reflects on the timeless charm of traditional mail and the profound connections it fosters in a world dominated by instant communication. With the rise of digital communication, the simple act of sending a handwritten letter, or receiving a personal card, can feel like a rare, almost forgotten joy. The article explores the significance of slowing down, embracing the art of letter writing, and the emotional resonance of a tangible message.

As the fast-paced digital world continues to expand, it’s easy to forget the emotional value embedded in traditional forms of communication. The article delves into the nostalgia of waiting for a letter in the mailbox, each envelope a story in itself, and how this ritual adds a personal touch that digital messages cannot replicate. To explore more heartwarming stories and reflections on life and culture, visit the Narrative Journeys section of Amaranth Magazine, where we highlight essays and stories that offer deep insights into human connections and cultural traditions.

In an era of instant messaging and social media, reconnecting with old-fashioned mail serves as a reminder of the slowness we can embrace in our fast-paced lives. The article offers a refreshing perspective on how taking a step back to write and receive physical mail can help us re-engage with the present moment and appreciate the little things that often go unnoticed.

To read more about the intersection of culture, art, and human experience, check out other stories in Amaranth Magazine's Art and Culture section, where we explore everything from the beauty of traditional crafts to modern cultural trends.

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[deygodraws]

Folks(1) shouldn’t write and draw at the same time, it’s a dangerous game

(1) it’s me, I’m folks. Everyone else can do whatever they want XD

[m--rtyr]

i would give an update on the status of chapter 2 since it's been three months but how is the most concise way to say 'literally just wrote a paragraph about garroth being horny for god and it's not even gonna make it into the final chapter'

[yujeong]

-Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out (Crush), Richard Siken-

[aboutnavi]

If I mysteriously go missing for the next 2 to 3 days it's because I had to survive not sleeping for three days to finish my papers, but I'll be back on Thursday, and hopefully we will get updates in every on going fics people :))

[creatorbiaze]

Short Story Mini-series; Keiluvi

1 2 3 4

Amaranth scrolled through her list of installed games, scanning for something that'd interest her, though she knew none of them would. After a few minutes and multiple scans, she sighs, turning off her computer and leaning back in her chair, feet on her desk. She picks up her phone, opening one of the group chats she's in. The other beings in the M.M were normally good entertainment.

Amaranth ​​​​​​

yo guysss

I'm so boredddd

Sidera 

damn Dominus wants me dead rn

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

L to both of you 

Amaranth ​​​​​​

L to you too, anonymous secret being >:[

Venenum ​​​​​​

Was I summoned?

Amaranth

no, you're not as secrety as Keiluvi

Velkure ​​​​​​

Am I secret E?

Amaranth ​​​​​​

I mean..

you're a Historian 

so yeah

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

no one even knows what I am 〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜

Snow Sky ​​​​​​

so uh

completely random question

how do you get whipped marshmallows off of the ceiling of a quartz palace

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

better question

how do you get whipped marshmallows ONTO the ceiling of a quartz palace???

Amaranth

^

Snow Sky ​​​​​​

uhh

chaos and anarchy

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

crow of judgment

Snow Sky ​​​​​​

wha?? 😰

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

crow. of. gidhmwnt.

*judgment

Amaranth

r u ok

Keiluvi

I'm fineeeeee

Snow Sky ​​​​​​

do you not like chaos and anarchy 😟

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

no I don't

Snow Sky

😨

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

let the monarchy remain

Blood Moon

😨😨😨

Keiluvi

​​​​​​order and justice for all

Amaranth ​​​​​​

how dare you be normal /j

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

ikr 

Snow Sky

who even are you 😥😥😥

Keiluvi

your worst nightmare :)

Snow Sky

😰😰😰

Amaranth ​​​​​​

PLZ ANYTHING EXCEPT THE ":)" SMILE 😰😰😰😰😰

Keiluvi

:)

Amaranth

YOU MONSTERRR

Keiluvi

🤫

Amaranth

😥😥

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

anyway adios, contrary to popular belief I have a life

cyall later 👋

Amaranth ​​​​​​

yeah Ima log off too, my boredom has been cured

bye weird anonymous being in every group chat everrrrr

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

bye human that lives at the spawn point of Other-Realmmmm

Amaranth snickers as she switches her computer back on to go back to her list of owned games, sighing quietly. Keiluvi was an odd being, but fun to talk to.

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Keiluvi chuckles while getting their shoes on and leaving the simplistic house they live in, walking on the sidewalk by the road out of the neighborhood. The groupchats of the Mystic Megaverse were quite fun, yes, but they did need actual interaction sometimes.

Sidera's here, they mentally note, stepping out of the way as a tree swallow Avian with shiny dark blue hair and wings runs past.

"Hi Peppermint!" the Avain waves, "bye Peppermint!"

Keiluvi waves silently, Hello and goodbye Sidera. You are suprisingly identifiable in every form. Keiluvi chuckles at this, continuing to walk, enjoying the cool, autumn weather.

It's only a few minute walk before Keiluvi reaches their destination; a nice, small cafe that Keiluvi tends to visit every week.

"Hi again Autumn!" one of the two waiters, a Draconic-Avian hybrid with black hair tied back in a ponytail, dark purple eyes, slightly pointed ears, and shimmery black-and-purple raven-like wings. Keiluvi's always found it interesting how his wing color seemed to change just from the light hitting differently.

"Hello, Felix," Keiluvi smiles at him, sitting at a table near the window.

"Same order as usual, I'm guessing?" Felix smiles, revealing his small fangs.

Keiluvi chuckles, "am I that predictable? But yes, thank you."

Felix nods, and walks away.

While waiting, Keiluvi decided to check the 'The Humans' group chat- the chat between Amaranth, Ebony, Magnus, Tempest, and of course, Keiluvi, because why would there be any chat where they weren't?

Keiluvi 

hello my fellow humans

Ebony ​​​​​​

Hi Keiluvi-

though, are you even human?

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

I mean why else would I be in this chat ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Amaranth

hmm 👁️👁️

Ebony ​​​​​​

you're also in the Celestial Pantheon group chat tho-

Keiluvi

and the Fallen ^^

Magnus ​​​​​​

eh???

Keiluvi

anyway how's everyone doing?

Ebony

I'm doing alright

Tempest ​​​​​​

I'm doing well

Keiluvi

ayyyyy Weather Boi :D

Amaranth ​​​​​​

says "that secret"

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

says the plant

Amaranth ​​​​​​

...good point 

Magnus

hey Keiluvi- I was wondering- what do you look like, anyway, and what do you do for a living?

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

oh would you look at that, my food's here, gtg

Magnus

I-

Keiluvi sighs as they put their phone back into their pocket, knowing full well it'll be another few minutes before Felix brings their food out. They also know Magnus will be at the cafe soon, but luckily he's never thought Keiluvi was, well, Keiluvi, and wouldn't for quite a while. At least by then, Keiluvi would have switched Realms again.

Keiluvi spends the next few minutes bored, resting their head on their hand, silently counting down how long until their food is at their table and how long until Magnus will be at the cafe.

Five... four...

Felix comes out of the kitchen with Keiluvi's normal order- a chocolate crepe with caramel- and Keiluvi can faintly hear footsteps coming to the Cafe.

Three... two...

Felix walks quickly to Keiluvi's table, and the footsteps get closer.

One... zero. perfect prediction, like always.

Felix puts the plate infront of Keiluvi at the same time Magnus walks in, not even noticing Keiluvi.

"enjoy your meal," Felix smiles.

"thank you, I will," Keiluvi smiles back, chuckling silently. Everything was always so predictable, just as they liked it.