#book of blue anemones

[livredebelle]

Twenty-nine.

"EEEEEK!"

The first sound I heard when I met up with my accomplice was a shrill squeal like no other. I outwardly cringed, which didn't deter her a bit as she squeezed the life out of me with a hug as a greeting.

"Hey girl! Thanks for inviting me." Rue smiled widely, not knowing a thing. It made me almost feel guilty.

Almost.

"Hey," I greeted her back. The last time I'd seen her, I'd left her alone in front of a restaurant--drunk, confused, and probably a little bit angry. She deserved an explanation, sure, but she'd also been a little forceful when I'd said I didn't want to drink; kept pushing me to go with her for a second round of drinks. Even though she was so drunk that the tiniest spark from a lighter would probably light her breath on fire. And even though I kept telling her no. Her insistence I go with her everywhere, her sudden closeness to me... all of it was weird, but against my better judgment I ignored the red flags. I needed her help right now, and she owed me one.

I gave her a brief rundown of what was going down--not the whole truth, of course; I left out the parts about my psychotic, abusive stepfather and emotionally manipulative sister. I simply told her that I was having a fight with my family and had run away from home, and that I needed her to stay at the motel disguised as me while I snuck out.

"Wait, you're running away from here? But didn't you run away from home so you could be here?" Her look of puzzlement was almost adorable, but I had no time to entertain her right now.

"Yes, Rue, for reasons I can't quite explain right now. Look, I listened to your favor last time--do you think you could help me do this? Pretty please?"

"You really can't tell me?" Rue pouted. I mean, how does one say to a friend, 'Oh yeah, nothing much, it's just that I suspect my boyfriend went AWOL to murder my sister'?

Instead, I just smiled, trying to appear as apologetic as possible.

"Fine. But seriously, at least explain what was up with you last time. You just left without... Without..."

She trailed off as I started changing clothes in an attempt to be less noticeable in case Heath had anyone patrolling me or spying on me. Rue's eyes wandered around my body, and I started feeling uncomfortable with her gaze--and this would not be the first time.

"Um... without what?" I said, trying to do something to thwart the awkwardness.

"Oh, sorry. I got distracted by your thighs. Your luscious thighs!" she exclaimed, as if she thought that helped.

"Oh," I said, not knowing what else to say. I didn't mind if she swung that way; it was just... very evident that I was not, so her forwardness was really rubbing me off the wrong way. I wrung my hands. Also, this was totally the wrong time and place to talk about such trivial things. Rose's life could be on the line and yet...!

"Seriously girl, you have a gorgeous body. Never let anyone make you feel otherwise!" She plopped onto the bed, sighing happily. "Go take care of your business; I'll be waiting for you here."

"Hmm," was all I could say in response as I avoided looking into her eyes as naturally as possible. Secretly, I hoped that I wouldn't have to deal with her at all afterward, and have Heath take care of it instead.

That is, of course, assuming he forgives me for this.

***

I had no doubt where Rosalie would be at this time of day--her sanctuary, the dance studio. My mouth became dry as I ran the possibility of running into either her or Pete in my head. What would I say? No, should I act first--whether it be to run, or punch them in the face, damn it all?

I was dressed in all black and topped with a black baseball cap, walking briskly with my eyes glued to the floor. I had left my phone with Rue because I wasn't stupid; clearly, knowing him, he would have been tracking it since ages ago. It was the wiser choice, but that also meant I was without a way to communicate or connect with the world, and I had to somehow think of a clever way to reach and warn Rose before anyone else.

But why, though? What's the point of helping a jealous little cunt like her? my subconscious hissed. It was obviously not a pleasant task, but after having a dream like the one I'd had while I was knocked out, I figured salvaging my would-be guilt was probably the better idea... as opposed to not, especially because I had a lot of demons in the guilt category already.

Maybe a part of me was still punishing myself for that desertion years ago--that summer when I turned fifteen. I hadn't known how to break the news to her; besides, I knew Rose would never agree to leave. She would see it as the equivalent of a betrayal--abandoning Mother the same way Father had, when we promised her we would never do that to her. Ever.

Even though promises are just meant to be broken...

It took awhile before Rosalie came out from the studio--around thirty minutes of bumming stoges from unwilling middle-aged men. (I had to threaten most of them into sharing, as most of them tried hitting on me once the conversation started and I tricked them into thinking I was a minor.) She looked sweaty, pale, and tired; without a doubt she had been slaving away at practice. Her weak appearance was almost enough to make me feel sympathy for her.

Almost.

"Hey," I greeted her loudly, startling her so much that she jumped. Her eyes widened as recognition, then resentment, settled in them.

"Rina? What--"

"Don't bother asking me why I'm here. You know the answer to that already, don't you?"

Wait. This wasn't why I'd come here. I came to warn her that her life was in danger, so what was I saying?

Her face was grim, but she didn't budge. I had to admit, I was surprised by her resolve. It was so unlike her to be this stubborn, especially against me.

"There's nothing you can do to change my mind."

"Change your mind about what, exactly?"

"Please go back; I don't want to hurt you."

"A little too late for that, don'tcha think?"

She flinched. "There's nothing more for me to say. If you won't leave, then I will."

"I can't believe this. It's really true, then, what Mother always used to say. Blood truly is thicker than water."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"In the end, you chose to side with your father. Even if I was only your half-sister, I thought I meant more than that to you. Clearly, I was very wrong."

"Don't play victim here. You know I have no choice but to obey what Mother tells me to do!"

"That may be, but I also know the way you look at my boyfriend. It's clear to me that only I was the fool, this whole time regarding you as my top priority, just wanting to make you happy... And here you are, doing just fine without me, and in fact screwing me over..."

I shrugged somewhat dramatically, intentionally trying to make her feel bad at this point.

It was working; Rosalie looked like she was barely holding back her tears. See, she had never been as good at being vindictive like I was. For me, it came almost naturally--I am Mother's child, after all, whether I like it or not.

"I'm not like you, though. I don't revel in making others feel pain for no reason. But now that you've poked the bear, there's no stopping what I can do now." I took a step closer. "You really shouldn't have tried stealing what is mine. You shouldn't have crossed that line."

"Me? You're the one that's stepping out of line," she countered, her fists clenched tightly. "You... you don't even know anything. You act like you're so in control of your life, but that couldn't be the farthest thing from the truth."

"It's cute how you're trying to act tough. You were always a coward and it was so obvious when you would try to copy me, it wasn't even funny."

"Ha!" Rose shook her head. "It's pointless trying to get through to you. Never mind; there's no point trying to communicate with a wall. I really wish you hadn't come here today, though, and that's the truth."

I had another smart-ass comment ready to fire at her, but before I could formulate the words I felt a sharp pain on the right side of my neck, and the subsequent sensation of my entire body going numb.

What the fuck?

I struggled to keep my eyes open to no avail as Rosalie squatted in front of me and caressed my cheek.

"But then again, I knew you'd come--you've always been such a masochist, unable to keep away from what's bad for you, you whore."

[evanescentapocrypha]

Book Cover of Cat's Apocrypha 24x30 Oil on Canvas Look at all the books in their the spiderwebbed shelves.

How should you study? How should you research?

Is it dark in your mind? Is it dark inside? This was my first cover design for the novel I'm working on. I might repaint this another day.

[mad-raptorzzz]

[ID: Two Wings of Fire dragons, Peril the SkyWing and Turtle the SeaWing. They are both sitting together on a blue background. Peril is bright orange with a yellow belly and softly glows yellow. She is looking over her shoulder to look quizzically at Turtle who is sitting to her right holding a marshmallow roasting stick near her back with a look of concentration on his face. His tongue is sticking out as he says 'Ok, this time it will work for sure!' On the ground below his feet are several burnt marshmallows smoking. Turtle is short, seaweed green with yellow accents, and plump. He wears a gold armband with sky fire on his right shoulder and a blue jade turtle earring on his left ear. /End]

Guess who finished a test and then finished this? Yep this guy did. A bit later than I wanted. But my favorite friendship is Turtle and Peril. Tall, awkward, lanky, terrifying trans lady befriends small, chubby, anxious, fish-smelling wizard child to go on a quest. I just love their interactions. And the fact that Turtle canonically has scales that are strong as diamonds/indestructible, that means they can give each other hugs. They definitely stay friends after the ends of the books. Maybe Turtle even helps her write scrolls about firescales so other firescale dragons have stories and experiences to draw from (Ruby totally makes it illegal to murder children based on a disability/gene mutation so there are going to be more mini Peril's running around and they deserve to have stories they can relate to).

I am trying to push my shapes a bit more. So lanky Peril and chubby Turtle. He's nice and round and she's a bit more pointy. I also switched up my Peril design a bit. Turtle is the same because I low key really like my design for him. But I saw a really cool theory about how Turtle should be Anemone's colors because he's the animus. So I might have to do a drawing of that. And maybe Anemone was 'standard' colors until she was cursed by Turtle. And then the magic starts forcibly changing her colors and pushing the other colors out.

[flawseer]

3000 AS character drawings

(Fathom, Indigo, Pearl, Albatross)

I appear to have developed an addiction to drawing dragons. There is no known treatment, so I have been advised to just ride it out and see where it goes. Here are some ancient Seawings:

Prince Fathom

Fathom is said to look remarkably similar to his descendant Turtle, or at least Darkstalker seems to think so. He could be an unreliable narrator who assumes all green Seawing lads look the same though, who knows.

When I picture Fathom, I imagine him as looking visibly marred by what he experienced. He is careworn and looks tired most of the time because, at night, spiraling thoughts and stress dreams are interfering with his sleep. His general physique is a bit oddly proportioned, with some areas of his body (face and extremities) looking more gaunt than others, indicating that he has rapidly lost weight.

Hoping he was able to return to some form of normalcy and make a recovery after the conclusion of the Darkstalker book.

Indigo

Fathom's childhood friend, bodyguard, and numerous other things. I have no idea what the plans of the graphic novel adaptations are with regards to the Darkstalker book, so I don't know if she will get an actual depiction any time soon.

I gave her a forward-swept, somewhat wild-looking head fin because I thought that was fitting for her character. It contrasts with the more put-together, rounder, or rigid appearances of the royals she is surrounded by.

Princess Pearl

Fathom's uptight sister and future Queen of the Seawings. As far as I know, the books never go into detail with regards to her color scheme. I imagine that, in terms of looks, she takes a lot after her grandfather, resulting in a light blue coloration. Some of these traits would then later be passed down the royal Seawing line until they resurface in her descendant Anemone.

I do sometimes think about what happened after the Darkstalker book. Does she believe her brother is dead? Or is it assumed he evacuated with the rest of the Nightwings? Did Fathom ever try to reconnect with her in later years?

Prince Albatross

Fathom and Pearl's grandfather and person of historical infamy. The graphic novels draw him very blue, but he is described in text as unnaturally pale, almost white. Really minor detail in his luminous patches: I drew them that way to suggest he passed his spherical markings on to Pearl (which she then got her name from) and the crescent markings were inherited by Fathom.

Also, his ear is frayed and worn. I imagine he developed a nervous tick where he squeezes and yanks his ear whenever he is upset due to his sister's constant abuse.

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Errata:

I initially wrote that Anemone is Pearl's ancestor. This was a nonsensical lapse of thought, as, barring questionable time travel plots, she is obviously her descendant. Corrected.

[astrolovecosmos]

The Planets & Random or Obscure Associations

~Sun~

Creativity, vitality, head of state, the father, games, yellow and orange clothing, articles of value, jewelry, gold, brass, power, diamonds, citrine, topaz, jasper, amber, rhodochrosite, mistletoe, almonds, citrus, succulents, sunflowers, fevers, heart, back, spine, grapes, walnuts, rice, chamomile, frankincense, juniper, saffron, marigold, rosemary, rue, palaces, towers, luxury.

~Moon~

Eternal, cycles, silver, aluminum, pearls, moonstone, opal, selenite, chest, glands, lymphatic system, nervous system, emotions, mother, ancestors, nurture, rebirth, tides, baths, ocean, brew, boat, sap, willow trees, succulents, pale color plants, white flowers, cucumber, cabbage, lettuce, melons, shellfish, pumpkins, lakes, fountains, ports, fishponds, pools, springs, sewers, dairies, toys, reflection, blankets, objects of comfort.

~Mercury~

Communication, journal, pen/pencil, any writing tools, wings, phosphorous, mercury, agate, tiger's eye, brain, nervous system, eyes, respiration, thyroid, speech, hearing, intellect, vehicles, money, bills, paper, books, pictures, parties or social gatherings, scientific instruments, butterflies, messages, mail, hazel, mulberry, myrtle, seeds, aniseed, dill, fennel, lavender, liquorice, marjoram, parsley, valerian, hazelnuts, beans, mushrooms, pomegranates, carrots, celery, libraries, schools, markets, fairs, public spaces, tennis or badminton court, studies, banks, bowling greens, offices, blue, white, or light colored flowers.

~Venus~

Love, relating, lust, high-quality fabrics, copper, bronze, sodium, malachite, tourmaline, emerald, rose quartz, kunzite, sapphire, pastels, throat, kidneys, lumber region, art, music, aesthetics, social life, fashion, jewelry, wine, pleasure, alder tree, fruit trees, paint, ash tree, birch, pomegranates, early flowering, daisy, mint, marshmallow, meadowsweet, mugwort, plantain, tansy, roses, thyme, vervain, yarrow, potatoes, strawberries, wheat, sugar, nectarines, ballrooms, bedrooms, dining room, gardens, fountains, wardrobes, theaters, looking and feeling good.

~Mars~

Lust, conquest, desire, flaming sword, red things, fights, iron, brass, bloodstone, carnelian, cinnabar, pyrite, magnetite, ruby, garnet, hematite, muscles, reproductive organs, blood, kidneys, immunity, heat, action, arms, pepper, sharp instruments, cutlery, attacks, scissors, weapons, physical intimacy, bites, stings, scalds, burns, accidents, hawthorn, pine, thorns, cactus, aloes, anemone, arnica, belladonna, garlic, ginger, hops, mustard seed, nettles, wormwood, chives, onions, leeks, radish, rhubarb, tobacco, labs, furnaces, distilleries, bakehouses, ovens, smiths, butchers, fields, anger, passion, self-focus.

~Jupiter~

Expansion, optimism, religion, religious sites, tin, seduction, turquoise, chrysocolla, topaz, citrine, jasper, liver, pancreas, pituitary gland, sciatic nerve, excess, abundance, prophecy, philosophy, knowledge, universities, foreign travel, luggage, honey, oil, silk, fruit, distinct clothing, merchandise, horses, domestic birds, gambling, indulgence, entertainment, oak, dandelion, sage, endive, chervil, asparagus, figs, churches, temples, palaces, altars, courts, mansions, woods, orchards, winery, cornucopia, connecting with the soul.

~Saturn~

Limits, boundaries, father time, lord of death, shadows, lead, iron, steel, calcium, asbestos, sulphur, diamond, onyx, calcite, skeleton, spleen, skin, teeth, nails, joints, structure, crystallization, old age, blockage, anything dark, wool, heavy materials, agriculture, wheelbarrows, spades, farm houses and buildings, cold, laws, aspen, blackthorn, buckthorn, cypress, elm, toxic plants, hemlock, henbane, belladonna, hellebore, barley, beetroot, safflower, parsnips, spinach, deserts, woods, valleys, caves, church yards, ruins, coalpits, sinks, wells, mud, institutions.

~Uranus~

Eccentrics, mavericks, invention, genius, revolution, change, trends, disruptive science or tech, uranium, magnesium, lapis lazuli, sapphire, aquamarine, azurite, chalcedony, electricity, neon lights, plaid, nervous and circulatory system, pineal gland, chaos, violence, upheaval, astrology, steam engines, coal, machinery, coins, baths, fishponds, dangerous places, computers, magnets, quantum physics, research, welfare, humanity, hypnotherapy, railways, banks, gas, psychiatric hospitals, offices, hospitals, dispensaries, fortified places, chemicals, mingled/mingling, spirit and matter.

~Neptune~

Illusions, veils, diffuse, deception, water, oceans, mysticism, enlightenment, artistic pursuit and understanding, zinc, potassium, amethyst, fluorite, jade, sugilite, coral, aquamarine, pineal gland, lymphatic and nervous system, spine, mental processes, addiction, psychoses, disease, photography, music, substances, gas, religion, poetry, mimicry, chameleon, anesthetic, telepathy, empathy, dancing, psychic gifts, places near water, hospitals, places of healing, jeweler, painters, brewers, musicians, visionary.

~Pluto~

Power, influence, darkness, new life, what's hidden underneath, seeds, volcanoes, deep earth or ocean, bury, explosions, eruptions, abduction, plutonium, smoky quartz, obsidian, jet, pearl, deep reds, reproductive organs, the unconscious, nuclear, transformation, death, birth, rebirth, underworld, riches, earthquakes, big business, murder, detection, detective, invisibility, sneak, enforced change, hidden places, underground, drains, sewers, radioactive places, the occult, black magic, sacrifice, renew.

[scarlet-fennec]

I didn’t realize I never uploaded my Tsunami design before, and have her brother and sister too.

I drew this Turtle a while ago along with Moon, Winter, Qibli, and Kinkajou who I’ve all uploaded on instagram and Twitter, but I plan to redo them since I’m s l i g h t l y better at drawing dragons now.

I’m not happy with Anemone’s pose but the design itself I’m alright with, I kinda like the color palette she has in the graphic novel a bit more than her cannon book design, so I made her more blue than pale gray

[loremaster]

happy belated mermay! i drew that final pic after i went with my family to the new england aquarium recently, and picked out something they had there for each of the nocturnal detectives - plus kurumi! more description (spoilers) under the cut:

kurumi - piranha! it fits her color scheme, and her little freckles… and well, you know *bites you*

yuma - emperor tetra. actually i lied this one wasn’t at the aquarium i had to look it up

yakou - anemone man. ouughhh so sillyyyy

desuhiko - tried to ID the guy I took a picture of and it looked closest to the crosshatch butterflyfish. could be wrong though.

halara, fubuki - i could not find the labels for either of these fish unfortunately

vivia - electric eel (yeah he’s there, look again)

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the mermaids were kinda based off these species, except fubuki changed to a betta fish. bred for glamour, not for function. she is out there living her best life tho!!! nothin gets this mermaid princess down!!!!

obviously squid shinigami (squidigami) is based off ursula. but also i liked her having squid tentacle hair. woomy!

i imagine it would actually be kind of a reverse ursula situation though (reversula?). poor unfortunate amnesiac yuma would go up to sea witch shinigami asking her for his memories back, but she reveals she was the one who took his memories in the first place, and they’ve actually already made a deal. which she’s not going back on, sorrynotsorry lol!!! of course he’s actually not a mermaid at all but a human under a spell to go investigate…. something underwater. idk. maybe the mystery labyrinths are still a thing in this universe?

vivia, i’m sorry to say, would be a hundred times more miserable than we ever see him in canon, because guess what. no books. he’d still have some sort of coping mechanisms like watching other fish, watching stuff above the surface of the water, wanting nothing more to join them and fly someday. (the dragonflies, of course, are a reference to the famous water bugs and dragonflies story.) he’d still find something to get distracted by… although if he had his forte he probably would ghost up to the surface and read whatever the humans are reading up above. i guess this would make him the real ariel of the story.

kurumi of course is still based on a piranha, because it’s cute. of course these fish shouldn’t all live together but whatever. it’s mermaids. she probably is still some kind of informant, and probably hangs out near yakou’s place a bunch.

i could see yakou running some sort of shop. or if he’s still into detective work, he’d probably need kurumi as an assistant since he’s uh. not much of a swimmer. (he claims he can too swim, but it’s really silly looking. google swimming anemone. you’ll thank me.) he considers those little teeny fish to be pests (or at least claims they are. they’re probably helping him hide some sort of secret in there.)

desuhiko is a wandering trader with a keen sense of fashion. he’s great at repurposing sunken sails into mer-clothing, not so great at making sales. also the fact that his hair is gelled is way more obvious when everything is underwater. he’s basically got a helmet.

halara of course puts up an intimidating front, but has a secret soft spot for cute sea creatures. i asked my irl friend what she’d consider ‘the cat of the sea’ and she said pufferfish. i do think they are very cute and make a lot of sense as an allergen. but i don’t think halara’s taste is limited to pufferfish only, no no no. they like anything cute.

fubuki has got to have been kept captive before the story - by humans? or other mermaids? but either way, now she’s free and having a blast exploring the deep blue ocean. she really wants to know what kind of exciting creatures live in the deep!!!

and that’s it. hopefully all this description makes up for being 2 days late to mermay LMAO. i guess now it’s merGAY

[sillyvampireboi]

“I have it in my heart. It’s mine alone, this pain”

Armand easily became one of my favourite characters of all time and after watching the series I wanted to see more of him, so I read his book before reading any other chronicle parts :) let me just say there were things that didn’t make sense :’)

The flowers I drew are anemones which means: “the arrival of spring breeze and the loss of a love one to death.” After I found that, it simply screamed Armand to me.

I also used the colours blue prominently Bruce’s it’s such in intense colour that can mean longing, love, be perceive as someone positive or negative. I love metaphors 😌

@okaytosave I’ve finished it :)))

[devildom-moss]

Flowers for Them (Satan)

Continuation of a request where MC returns the favor for the characters giving them roses. Kind of a sequel series for the Roses for You series (links here)

Satan x gn!MC

(the smallest drop of angst)

Word Count: +1,100

Blue anemone

Satan flipped through the book he had tried to secretly purchase the last time you went to a used bookstore together. It was a tragic romance novel about a human and demon – and not just any demon, but a high ranking, intelligent demon man. His reason for wanting to hide his selection was clear; he would be mortified if you found out that he was reading a story so similar to his situation with you. It was as close as he could bring himself to reading self-insert fanfic of you.

Although, if he was willing to search the depths of the internet, Satan would have found ship fiction about the two of you, written under pseudonyms by fans. Some demon would see a post on Devilgram including you and Satan or see you two walking around and inevitably decide your relationship was worthy of a 13-chapter, hurt/comfort romance, with 2 chapters of rough and dirty smut that would make even an incubus blush. That fic would get posted somewhere on AD3 (Archive de Devildom Demons) or Devilfiction.net or Hellpad – or if they’re truly sad, on Burnr. But Satan was blissfully unaware, so he curled up in his chair with his shameful indulgence.

Unfortunately for Satan, you had seen him sneak the book into the bottom of the pile before checking out. Curious, you did a bit of investigating using the title on the spine and quickly realized why Satan was so keen on hiding it from you. It was cute, in a way, and you wanted to reward that cuteness.

When Satan first opened the book, he felt a faint trace of magic. Seeing as the book was used, that didn’t seem too odd. Besides, whatever magic tainted this book seemed benign, so he ignored it and kept reading.

Satan gripped the book tightly in his hands. The chapter had ended with the human character finding the demon among ruins – remains of a city he had destroyed on a rampage after the duke residing there had suddenly declared war on humans. Would the human reject his violence or embrace him in his monstrous, destructive glory? Satan could feel the tension building up, and he was so excited that he couldn’t sense the magic in the book getting stronger as he turned to the next page.

As soon as he did, a blue anemone sprouted from the center of the book. Satan was startled, but upon closer examination, other than being a human realm flower, nothing else seemed off with the anemone. He set it aside and continued to read the chapter.

The human took in the devastating wreckage around the demon. Homes, shops, and even infrastructure had been demolished as if by an unholy earthquake. It was a tragedy. They imagined all the lives and happiness destroyed. Satan turned the page. Another anemone popped up.

Satan set it down with the other one and kept reading. Right at the center of the town square was a fountain which was once a glistening display of water that sparkled under the starlight. Now, the duke’s head was floating in the upper tier as water that ran red sprouted up next to him and came spilling onto his face – as if to waterboard what visibly remained of his corpse with his own blood. The demon called out to the human, using their name in a meek, pitiful voice. Their eyes met, and Satan turned the page.

Another fucking anemone? Satan put it next to the others with a low growl and read on. The human approached, and the demon fell to his knees on the verge of tears, searching for any sign of affection. He found it. The human caressed his cheek and dropped down to their knees right before him with no regard for the rubble underfoot that pressed into them uncomfortably. The demon tried to explain, only to be met with warm lips against his. Hoping to see them deepen their bond, Satan flipped to the next page eagerly.

“Motherfucker!” A fourth anemone grew up from the book. It was a small inconvenience, but Satan was annoyed. Things were getting good, but he stopped reading and began to simply flip through the pages. A blue anemone continued to appear each time until Satan had enough for a bouquet of two dozen. Then, they stopped. Instead of a flower, a cat-shaped note appeared. Satan was about to throw it away when he recognized your handwriting.

All his irritation and anger began to melt. The note said, “close your eyes.” Satan obeyed.

His obedience was rewarded with the soft sensation of your lips against his. Only you had the power to change Satan’s mood with such ease. He smiled into the kiss, suddenly delighted with your little prank that had been an annoyance just a minute ago. No one had ever given him flowers before – and certainly not human world flowers. When you pulled away, Satan bit his lip to prevent himself from pouting and whining. You could have kissed me a little longer after all that, he thought. However, he had more pressing words to speak.

“Why blue anemones?” Satan stared at you expectantly.

“It can’t just be because they’re pretty?” you asked.

“It could be – if it was anyone else giving me flowers.” Satan smiled, knowing he was correct. “So, what did I do to deserve these?”

“Okay, smarty-pants, you caught me. One of the meanings of a blue anemone is intelligence. That one should speak for itself.” You paused to take his face in your hands. “They also symbolize mutual trust and loyalty, love and respect, and anticipation. They are a promise of a brighter future; in sadness, they bring a sense of calm and peace, lift spirits, protect, and guide.”

Satan’s heart ached sweetly, and he met your eyes with an abundance of affection that overflowed in gentle tears running down his cheeks. You wiped them with your thumbs and placed a soft, chaste kiss on his lips.

“Are you a blue anemone as well, then?” Satan asked, almost innocently. “Because nothing is a bigger source of peace in my life than you. You are my love, and my loyalty is to you. Only you could lift my spirits like this. Only you could protect and guide me in the ways I’ve always dreamed of. Your very existence is a promise of a brighter future – so long as it involves you. So, I’ll ask again: are you a blue anemone?”

“Hush,” you chuckled and proceeded to leave kisses all over his face until his cheeks were flushed pink and the tears had dried. “You’re cute.”

“You hush too!” Satan pulled you onto his lap and buried himself in the crook of your neck. “Don’t tease me, but don’t leave my side either.”

You played with Satan’s hair and kissed the top of his head. “You can read your tragic human-demon romance book – just remember, I have no intention of letting us be a tragedy.”

“Me either,” Satan whispered against your skin. The tears threatened to spill from his eyes again, but he was too soothed by your touch to cry anymore.

Lucifer | Mammon | Leviathan | Asmodeus | Beelzebub | Belphegor | the others

(If there's no link, that character is coming soon-ish)

[cryptidclaw]

Cryptidclaw's WC Prefixes List!

Yall said you were interested in seeing it so here it is! 

This is a collection of mostly Flora, Fauna, Rocks, and other such things that can be found in Britain since that’s where the books take place! 

I also have other Prefixes that have to do with pelt colors and patterns as well!

Here’s a link to the doc if you dont want to expand a 650 word list on your Tumblr feed lol! the doc is also in my drive linked in my pined post!

below is the actual list! If there are any names you think I should add plz tell me!

EDIT: I will update the doc with new names as I come up with them or have them suggested to me, but I wont update the list on this post! Plz visit my doc for a more updated version!

Animals

Mammal

Badger

Bat

Bear

Beaver

Bison

Boar

Buck

Calf

Cow

Deer

Elk

Fawn

Ferret

Fox

Goat

Hare

Horse

Lamb

Lynx

Marten

Mole

Mouse

Otter

Rabbit

Rat

Seal

Sheep

Shrew

Squirrel

Stoat

Vole

Weasel

Wolf

Wolverine

Amphibians

Frog

Newt

Toad

Reptiles

Scale

Adder

Lizard

Snake

Turtle

Shell

Birds

Bird

Down

Feather

Albatross

Bittern

Buzzard

Chaffinch

Chick

Chicken

Coot

Cormorant

Corvid

Crane

Crow

Curlew

Dove

Duck

Dunlin

Eagle

Egret

Falcon

Finch

Gannet

Goose

Grouse

Gull

Hawk

Hen

Heron

Ibis

Jackdaw

Jay

Kestrel

Kite

Lark

Magpie

Mallard

Merlin

Mockingbird

Murrelet

Nightingale

Osprey

Owl

Partridge

Pelican

Peregrine

Petrel

Pheasant

Pigeon

Plover

Puffin

Quail

Raven

Robin

Rook

Rooster

Ruff

Shrike

Snipe

Sparrow

Starling

Stork

Swallow

Swan

Swift

Tern

Thrasher

Thrush

Vulture

Warbler

Whimbrel

Wren

Freshwater Fish 

Fish

Bass

Bream 

Carp

Dace

Eel

Lamprey

Loach

Minnow

Perch

Pike

Rudd

Salmon

Sterlet

Tench

Trout

Roach

Saltwater fish and other Sea creatures (would cats be able to find some of these? Probably not, I don't care tho)

Alge

Barnacle

Bass (Saltwater version)

Bream (Saltwater version)

Brill

Clam

Cod

Crab

Dolphin

Eel (Saltwater version)

Flounder

Garfish

Halibut

Kelp

Lobster

Mackerel

Mollusk

Orca

Prawn

Ray

Seal

Shark

Shrimp

Starfish

Sting

Urchin

Whale

Insects and Arachnids

Honey

Insect

Web

Ant

Bee

Beetle

Bug

Butterfly

Caterpillar

Cricket

Damselfly

Dragonfly

Fly

Grasshopper

Grub

Hornet

Maggot

Moth

Spider

Wasp

Worm

Trees

Acorn

Bark

Branch

Forest

Hollow

Log

Root

Stump

Timber

Tree

Twig

Wood

Alder

Apple

Ash

Aspen

Beech

Birch

Cedar

Cherry

Chestnut

Cypress

Elm

Fir

Hawthorn

Hazel

Hemlock

Linden

Maple

Oak

Pear

Poplar

Rowan

Redwood

Spruce

Willow

Yew

Flowers, Shrubs and Other plants

Berry

Blossom

Briar

Field

Flower

Leaf

Meadow

Needle

Petal

Shrub

Stem

Thicket

Thorn

Vine

Anemone 

Apricot

Barley 

Bellflower

Bluebell

Borage

Bracken

Bramble

Briar

Burnet

Buttercup

Campion

Chamomile

Chanterelle

Chicory

Clover

Cornflower

Daffodil

Daisy

Dandelion

Dogwood

Fallow

Fennel

Fern

Flax

Foxglove

Furze

Garlic

Ginger

Gorse

Grass

Hay

Heather

Holly

Honeysuckle

Hop

Hyacinth

Iris

Ivy

Juniper

Lavender

Lichen

Lilac

Lilly

Mallow

Marigold

Mint

Mistletoe

Moss

Moss

Mushroom

Nettle

Nightshade

Oat

Olive

Orchid

Parsley

Periwinkle

Pine

Poppy

Primrose

Privet

Raspberry

Reed

Reedmace

Rose

Rush

Rye

Saffron

Sage

Sedge

Seed

Snowdrop

Spindle

Strawberry

Tangerine

Tansy

Teasel

Thistle

Thrift

Thyme

Violet

Weed

Wheat

Woodruff

Yarrow

Rocks and earth

Agate

Amber

Amethyst

Arch

Basalt

Bounder

Cave

Chalk

Coal

Copper

Dirt

Dust

Flint

Garnet

Gold

Granite

Hill

Iron

Jagged

Jet

Mountain

Mud

Peak

Pebble

Pinnacle

Pit

Quartz

Ridge

Rock

Rubble

Ruby

Rust(y)

Sand

Sapphire

Sediment

Silt

Silver

Slate

Soil

Spire

Stone

Trench

Zircon

Water Formations

Bay

Cove

Creek

Delta

Lake

Marsh

Ocean

Pool

Puddle

River

Sea

Water

Weather and such

Autumn

Avalanche

Balmy

Blaze

Blizzard

Breeze

Burnt

Chill

Cinder

Cloud

Cold

Dew

Drift

Drizzle

Drought

Dry

Ember

Fall

Fire

Flame

Flood

Fog

Freeze

Frost

Frozen

Gale

Gust

Hail

Ice

Icicle

Lightening

Mist

Muggy

Rain 

Scorch

Singe

Sky

Sleet

Sloe

Smoke

Snow

Snowflake

Soot

Sorrel

Spark

Spring

Steam

Storm

Summer

Sun

Thunder

Water

Wave

Wet

Wind

Winter

Celestial??

Comet

Dawn

Dusk

Evening 

Midnight

Moon

Morning

Night

Noon

Twilight

Cat Features, Traits, and Misc. 

Azure

Beige

Big

Black

Blonde

Blotch(ed)

Blue

Bounce

Bright 

Brindle

Broken

Bronze

Brown

Bumble

Burgundy

Call

Carmine

Claw

Cobalt

Cream

Crimson

Cry

Curl(y)

Dapple

Dark

Dot(ted)

Dusky

Ebony

Echo

Fallen

Fleck(ed)

Fluffy

Freckle

Ginger

Golden

Gray

Green

Heavy

Kink

Knot(ted)

Light

Little

Lost

Loud

Marbled

Mew

Milk

Mottle

Mumble

Ochre

Odd

One

Orange

Pale

Patch(ed)

Pounce 

Prickle

Ragged

Red

Ripple

Rough

Rugged

Russet

Scarlet

Shade

Shaggy

Sharp

Shimmer

Shining

Small

Smudge

Soft

Song

Speckle

Spike

Splash

Spot(ted)

Streak

Stripe(d)

Strong

Stump(y)

Sweet

Tall

Talon

Tangle

Tatter(ed)

Tawny

Tiny

Tough

Tumble

Twist

Violet

Whisker

Whisper

White

Wild

Wooly

Yellow

[beawesome04]

Epic Mickey! Yuu (Spoilers Ahead!)

This idea was inspired by one of the reblogs I made talking about an design for Overblot! Yuu. There, I made a reference to Epic Mickey, a wii game I believe inspired a lot of the concept of Twisted Wonderland.

In the game, you use two different types of fluids with a paint brush as your main weapon. Paint, colored blue in-game, is the game's equivalent to white magic, being capable of turning enemies into allies, makes NPCs more friendly to you, and restore buildings and wounded people.

Thinner, colored green, is the game's equivalent to black magic and the only means of attacking, being capable of destroying both enemies and NPCs alike and removing obstacles.

Basically, what if Yuu found the paintbrush and was able to use to like it does in-game? Paint could be used to restore buildings, like the VDC stage after Vil's Overblot in Book 6, and cure any conditions, like the students who was harmed by Ruggie's 'Laugh with Me!' during Book 2, and cure Kalim of his mind control during Book 4? Heck, even calm the mind of the OverBlot monster in the prologue?

Thinner, on the other hand, could make the students, maybe even the world, fear Yuu. In Epic Mickey, Paint is essentially the world and it inhabitants' life force. You can use Thinner on NPCs and basically kill them since Thinner can destroy paint! What if that was the same in Wonderland? Imagine destroying the Overblot monster from the prologue in the span of a few seconds, destroying debris during the Overblot attacks, destroying Riddle's collars with no effort, destroying the Sea Anemone in Book 3, destroying the S.T.Y.X robots, which was made to be resist magic, without no problem. This would make Yuu from being seen as the weak magicless to a being capable of killing anyone and anything with a flick of a wrist...

[livredebelle]

Twenty-eight.

"WELL, I DIDN'T THINK IT'D BE OVER THAT QUICKLY," I huffed, as if that offered any explanation.

He slid in the seat right beside me, shooting me an incredulous look. "I caught you spying on me, and that's your best excuse?"

"What excuse? I'm not making one. I'm genuinely surprised here." I stuck out my tongue and puffed my cheeks, upset that he was right yet again.

"Cute." He reached over to pinch them, but I dodged him with my quick cat-like senses.

"Don't you dare." I paused. "So what did she say?" I could no longer hold back my curiosity. I leaned my head against his shoulder, trying my best not to pout or sound whiny.

"What do you think? She begged me to stay with her. Even if that meant leaving you."

I could feel his eyes on me--searching, seeking any sign that I would break. But I held fast. I was no longer naive enough to believe that my sister truly cared for me, even if it was still a tough pill to swallow.

"And you told her to go to hell, I presume?" I said as calmly as I could.

He smiled angelically. "I told her the mere idea of leaving you for anyone else was absurd because you're perfect, and there could be no one else in the world worthy to stand beside me."

I couldn't help but smile back. It was sweet of him to know my insecurities and do his best to protect them--in his own weird, twisted way.

"She won't be contacting us anymore. I had your number deleted from her phone, and from this point onward all communications will go to Melanie and/or Richard."

"What communications?"

"Well, we have to make our own demands, don't we? Especially with what we know now."

"And that would be...?"

His eyes hardened. "We were right. Your sister, your mother, Richard--they were all in on it. Melanie consorted with Pete to scare you into doing her bidding; they thought they could twist your arm if your sister was on the line."

I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. That bitch.

"But that doesn't make any sense--Mother and I already made a deal when I moved in."

Heath snorted. "Did you really think she would uphold her end of the bargain? When has she ever been honest with you?"

"There were times she was honest." A flashback of Mother yelling at me that she wish I'd been aborted came across my mind.

"When it matters?"

"No."

"Good. Then you'll agree that after we take care of Pete, it would be best to take care of them too."

I swallowed hard. It seemed like Heath was set on his plan, no matter how morally decrepit taking someone's life may be. The fucked up thing was, it wasn't out of my morality that I opposed his idea.

It was the thought that he may have always been like this, and not just doing it for me. Which would be more meaningful?

Obviously the latter. But did that mean I was okay with him killing people, so long as he was doing it specifically for me?

I'm going to hell when I die for sure.

"I can't deal with this right now," I said honestly, rubbing my temples. It had been one hell of a day, and I could use some smokes and a deep sleep. Which I knew I could look forward to, knowing Heath would be warm and cuddled up by my side. ... Hm?

My eyelids were drooping more than they should--I was instantaneously drowsy, and before my suspicion had the chance to flare, I was knocked out cold.

Before my consciousness completely faded, however, I heard his gentle whisper in my ear.

"I know, angel. Sleep tight--I promise I'll take care of it before you awake."

***

I had to be dreaming.

There was no other way to explain the scenery before my very eyes--me, my sister, and my parents all huddled around a campfire, acting all cozy and wholesome-like. Which was so unlike us.

"What are you doing, Melanie? You'll burn the marshmallows," a man with a blurred out face was saying. I knew in my gut that he was my father, but I legitimately could not remember what the man looked like in good conscience.

"Wait, what? I'm only following the instructions!"

"You don't need to Google instructions for how to make marshmallows. Christ!" I found myself saying. I gasped--my lips moved on their own.

"Language, Irina." My scary-looking father scolded me too. Ah, that's right--he was a super religious fellow, wasn't he?

"I wonder who she gets that from," Mother said coyly, barely hiding her smile. Now, that was a sight. I could honestly not remember the last time I saw her smiling so genuinely like that.

Someone's hand squeezed mine tight. Rose, of course. Was this my subconscious dealing with the weight of her recent betrayal? A part of me still found it hard to believe my little sister, who had always been so pure and weak, would be capable of such a thing.

What if Heath is wrong? After all, look at where you are now. He deliberately blocked you out from his plans--again.

I--I shook my head. No, I had simply fallen asleep because I was tired. And now I was having this shitty dream because I cannot live with the guilt of betraying my sister.

Is that really true?

Shut up. I didn't know to whom I was talking to, but I was already fed up with talking inwardly to myself. The ghosts of my family looked on at me, smiling peacefully as if they had all the time in the world for me to gather my thoughts, to get my shit together.

I squinted at my father's face in rage. How dare he intrude upon my mind like this! He had no right to occupy any space there. I tried to will him out of the picture, but was unsuccessful.

"It's the first time Father's had the time for us like this, isn't it wonderful?" Rose said, putting her head delicately on my shoulder. "I wish this moment would last forever and ever."

I smiled wistfully at the poor thing. "Don't you realize this is just a dream; it's not real? You were too young when he left us. There's no way a memory like this could exist."

"All the same, if you wish it hard enough..." She sighed. "If you had the power to make it come true... you'd take it, wouldn't you? Or is that just me?"

"I don't understand."

"You don't have to. But really, sis... is it worth having me erased from the picture? Solely to get what you want?" She sat up straight and stared into my deadpan eyes. "Your boyfriend is on his way right now to kill me, in the real world. Are you just going to lie idly by and wait for it to happen? Does my so-called 'betrayal' justify or warrant such an action?"

"What--"

"Only you can decide and change the direction of destiny. Think long and hard..."

Her hand reached out and gave me a light push, which sent me flying off of a cliff I had not known was there. My feet started flailing in the air of the anti-gravity void as I desperately attempted to grab hold of anything I could to stay--I had so many questions, and I hadn't solved the mystery of what Father had looked like...

"Farewell."

***

Rosalie's last words from the dream lingered heavily in my mind as I jolted awake.

What time was it? I could feel my heartbeat vibrating within my skull; the migraine I woke up with was a beast that could not be tamed. I needed coffee or water very badly to dispel it. But more importantly...

I glanced at the window outside, which told me it was evening. But how could I be sure it was even still the same day? Maybe I had been out for longer--after all, I had been drugged somehow. I gnashed my teeth in anger. How dare he do that to me! When had he even had the chance? I knew he was trying to protect me, but this was really too far off the mark, even for him...

Sighing, I got up from the motel bed and shrugged on a cardigan before grabbing my phone. I headed for the front door of the room and turned, but the knob wouldn't budge.

What the shit?

Of course, it wouldn't be that easy. Heath had accounted for the possibility that the drugs would wear off faster than he planned, so he somehow figured out a way to keep me locked in. I felt like a little bluebird trapped in her pretty, adorned gold cage.

I wasn't even surprised. Rather, I would have to focus all my energy into figuring out a way to out-maneuver him, to beat him. Wasn't there another way out that he couldn't have possibly thought of?

The fire escape.

The answer hit me like a bolt of lightning. I rushed to the window, where I saw a brittle pole leading to the fire escape. A potential getaway, but it would be dangerous, especially for clumsy ol' me.

And what of it? I was no longer afraid to look Death in the eye. I had to act if I wanted to change the results of my fate, and I had no time to hesitate because I feared getting physically hurt.

It was so frustrating. I knew the easier route would be to just stay in the motel room like Heath had intended, and wait for him to take care of everything. His methods may be twisted, but I wasn't sure I believed they were wrong, per se. If there was any sense of justice left in the world, maybe letting Heath get what he wanted was that justice, because I failed to see it anywhere else.

But at the same time, could I live with the guilt afterward? Would I be able to wrest myself free of the 'what ifs' that would torment me for the rest of my life?

And no matter how much I hated her at the moment, Rosalie was still family. She was my blood. The thought of me adhering to my family's ancient principle was sickening, but I must have believed in it after all, because I always cared more for my sister than I did for myself.

It was a hard dirty habit to kick--one I certainly wasn't prepared to kick now.

I didn't want to admit it, but to outsmart Heath, I probably needed another person's help. It had to be someone unexpected, someone who had nothing to do with this matter and someone who could thwart Heath's crafty counterattacks if the need should arise. My first pick was Maria, but to be honest I didn't think she had the time; she was an art prodigy, after all. Plus, she lived a town away, so my second pick would have to do.

As if she read my mind, my phone screen lit up with her caller ID--a person I didn't completely trust yet, but who had shown me she was capable of being trusted. Maybe, just maybe, I could take that chance with her.

"Hello?"

[sinusoidaldysfunction]

Decided to do @/falling-skyzz template bc. I don't think I've gotten to talk much about my thoughts on the books and characters and stuff. Also love getting to actually use my designs (I don't draw them that much surprisingly)

Who's who and thoughts under the cut

Mother+Dragonet→ Orca and Coral, I'm a little bit crazy about their relationship. Probably moreso my brain's interpretation of them versus canon, granted we really don't see them in canon. I just think it's so interesting, I wonder how Orca was raised, how Orca turning on her mother affected Coral and how she treated Tsunami and Anemone. What did Coral do to Orca that she decided to enchant a statue to kill all her heirs? Idk. Orca is my obscure wof character that I've latched onto.

(Grand)father+Dragonet→Fathom and Albatross, look man. I can't think of any dads in wof that are good dads. Maybe that's on me but idk. So. Albatross and Fathom. I don't think Albatross himself hated Fathom, I think he hated how Lagoon made Fathom out to be his replacement. Idk I just remember really liking the chapter that talked about them working on the Summer Palace together. (Also I just love drawing Albatross)

Royal Family Member→Grandeur. I just think she's neat. She's a grumpy old lady that gives a little insight into how the Rainwing tribe used to be. Also I love my design for her, I came up with it like 3 years ago and I think it still holds up.

Siblings→Darkstalker and Whiteout. Originally I was gonna put Luna and Blue here but I didn't wanna repeat characters so. These two. Man. Whiteout is one of the few dragons that Darkstalker doesn't turn on even throughout his fall. But she also never does anything to get in his way? Even before hatching, baby Darkstalker decides to not help her hatch, wanting Foeslayer's love to himself. Ngl man maybe Arctic was right, that baby was kinda messed up. Either way Darkstalker is fascinating, but everyone and their brother has talked about him.

Friendship→Turtle and Peril. Again. They're just neat. Peril is so much, Turtle is so shy, they're good foils. Both are powerful in their own ways. Also I love the scene where Turtle just throws fish at Peril so she can eat. Like Peril goes from this terrifying monster to just. Having fish thrown at her. I love it. Don't really ship them tho.

Animus→Chameleon. Okay. It's actually Orca, then Albatross, then idk. Chameleon has all the powers of an animus with the scroll okay he counts. Also he has some of the most interesting enchantments with his shape shifting and Pyrite. Evil old man.

Gay Ship→Jambu and Pineapple. I'm not big into shipping, they're cute. I like them. Like their designs. Idk.

Straight Ship→Luna and Swordtail. Himbo and Girlboss (who gets trapped in the terrible ending of her book). They're perfect for each other.

Lesbian Ship→ Sundew and Willow. I found their relationship pretty relatable when I read the book. Less now, honestly it's kinda a sore spot but. Eh. Again, really like their designs.

[my-blind-album]

Hello!! Can I request prompt 7 for Lesso x fem!reader who is either a professor or maybe one in training? Lesso evaluates one of their lessons and notices they need help keeping students in line/stopping them from talking in class. So the Dean gives them a personal demonstration on how to discipline someone and reader is embarrassed that it turns them on.

I got you!!! @anonymous

Lady Leonora Lesso x Female Reader - "Kinky"

Prompt 7 - "Your very kinky aren't you...but I like it"

Lady Leonora Lesso Prompt List<3

Pairing; Lady Leonora Lesso x Fem!Never!AssistantTeacher!Reader

Category; i don't know, kinky? horny?

Warning(s); Swearing

Summary; Y/n is struggling to keep her first class from keeping quiet during her lessons but luckily for her, the Dean Of Evil is happy enough to help.

"Are you alright Y/n? You look like you haven't slept in decades"

Dovey points out, noticing the eyebags which were visibly shown under the new Never Professor's eyes. Settling beside the golden dean, the professor huffs out before banging her head on the dining table. "Yes, it's just- argh, these students can't shut up during my lessons!" a blue flame lights up around her and she cools down after a few deep breaths. "Well those are never students, for you" Anemone replies before making brief eye contact with the Redhead Dean of evil then looking away to take a sip of her coffee. "For you own information, not that it even concerns you but my students are always quiet during my lessons" "Of course they are, you threaten them" "Yet it works" "Alright, alright let's not start an argument so early in the morning, for god sakes" Y/n speaks out with her head leaning on Dovey's shoulder as she places her hand on the poor woman's shoulder rubbing it softly to relax her tense nerves.

"Lesso, why don't you help Y/n with controlling her students?" Dovey suggests to the Dean. After a while of contemplating her choices in her head she reluctantly agrees, "Fine but first we need to get in shape, you look like a zombie with those eyes" "Thank you" Y/n blurts out as she slowly descends into sleep from Dovey's soft touch. A bang on the table, wakes her up and she jumps up from her seat and is met with Lesso's raised eyebrow and blue eyes. "Let's go" "Mhm"

***

"So explain to me exactly what happens," "Well I would stand in front the classroom explaining to them how potions work, the benefits of potion use and it's disadvantages too then they would make jokes in between my explanations and then the whole class would burst into laughter," "I see, and is it everyone who makes these jokes or specifically one person?" "One," "Go on, who is it?" "Lucas Morningstar," "The son of Lucifer, of course and what are your take-in actions?" "Pardon?" "How do you punish him when he does this?" "I don't know- I've never really punished him," "Have you made any threats?" "No really?" the sound of Y/n's voice grew quieter, feeling intimidated by Lady Lesso.

It wasn't the first time that this has happened but it still really make her feel small when she does any sort of interaction with the redheaded dean and it was never cause of her dominate aura or independent persona but simply cause Y/n had feelings for her. Yes indeed they were feelings that she developed after her first encounter with the dean.

She was lost in the forest and it was in the middle of the night, her clothes were drenched from falling into a muddy water. The cool breeze made her shiver as the hair on the neck rose. All she could remember was getting taken away from prison by a large bird with red eyes. She felt hopeless and alone. Till a pair of arms wrapped around her soaking body. She tried escaped the person's tight grip but it was useless with no energy within her, she gave in thinking that this was her last strike. Before she knew it, she blacked out.

She was surprised to wake up the next day on a warm and cozy bed and that's when she saw her, Lady Leonora Lesso sitting at the edge of bed with a book in hand a pair of glasses on her face. Her red hair was in a messy bun and Y/n couldn't take her eyes off the sight, she's gorgeous. "For how long do you intend on staring at me till you actually thank me for saving your life?" A voice said in her head and she screamed out loud, looking around the room in a panic before meeting eyes with the redhead in front of her who had a sly smirk plastered on her soft, thin pink lips. "Who said that?" Y/n said to the redhead but she only continued to stare at her with a dirty smirk and the voice came back again. "Said what?" "Stop playing tricks with me, I know you, you know who's talking right now!" Y/n said to the redhead who only sighed in defeated, her smirk fading away.

"Alright fine, it was me," "You? How?" "Haven't you ever heard of the term, Mind reading?" "That doesn't exist," "But I talked to you through your head head didn't I?" "How do I know it's you AND you're not just lying to me?" "I know you were in prison till a big bird came and brought her and you were nearly on the verge of death till I found you and brought you here," Y/n was stunned how did she managed to do that? "Mind reading that's how I did it," "I thought magic doesn't exist?" "Oh it does just not in your realm," "My realm?" "Earth," for a few hours Lesso explained to Y/n about magic and her magical world including the Schools For Good And Evil, later on she further explained that Y/n would be her assistant cause that's what the Storian said and Y/n agreed to it as it didn't seem like she had a choice, there was no way to go back home and even if she did, she would end up in prison again so took up the offer.

"So no? Well that explains it," Lesso says sighing before taking a seat on Y/n's desk and Y/n stares at her confused. "What do you mean?" "You're being too easy on them," "Isn't that what I'm supposed to do as a teacher? I mean potions really isn't a simple subject anyway," "It's about how you teach but it's more about how you're disciplining them, you aren't doing that," "But aren't they supposed to be bad? I mean it is the School of Evil," "Yes but they are are still students and all students have to behave during lessons so even if they're students of evil they still follow the same rules as those of good so they should be disciplined whenever they don't be behave in the right matter,"

"Oh, I didn't mean to say something so offensive like that," "It's fine, I know you only meant good, evil if you're a professor of evil, you still have a heart of gold," "Do you think that's the reason that all those years ago, the Storian chose me?" "I'm sure, never even liked them anyway," Lady Lesso gives Y/n a genuine smile as she laughs at her sarcastic comment. "So how am I supposed to discipline them?" Y/n asks after cooling down a bit. "Well you could try to-" Lesso was cut short as the bell rang signalling that lunch was over and it was time for Y/n to teach the 2nd graders of evil which included Lucas Morningstar as well. "You were saying?" Y/n speaks out as the bell fades out. The students start to flood the classroom talking and taking their seats, it seems as if no one has realised Lady Lesso's presence yet. "Wait a second," she whispers to Y/n. Lady Lesso stands from seating and bangs her cane loudly on the ground three times. "Silence," the students go quiet as they are now aware of the dean's presence.

"Just follow my lead," the redhead says before Y/n could say anything Lady Lesso makes her way back to Y/n's desk but this time she sits on the chair. After a few minutes of Y/n being left a bit dumbfounded she speaks up. "Afternoon students, in this lesson we'll be learning about one of favourite but most advanced potions called the Veritaserum, have any one of you heard of it before?" "No but we have heard of how much of an annoying prick you are from all the lessons of yours that we are forced to attend," the class bursts into laughter and Lesso tries her best to not snap each and every one of the student's necks. "Then I'm sure it won't be so much of a problem to you next year because as 3rd graders or juniors you'll be able to choose 5 subjects and in that case you'll be able to exclude Potions with ease,"

"Thank god, seems like he's been getting prayers," another crowd of laughter breaks and Lesso can feel the knuckles on her hands turn white from the tight grip her right hand has on the her cane and her left on the armrest of the chair. "I wouldn't speak if I were you considering that the lord would most likely spend his time doing some else rather than giving attention to the son of a fallen angel," the students in the class try their best not to laugh as Lady Lesso does the same but she lets a small smile fall onto her lips but lucky it goes unnoticed. "Alright let's set aside the jokes, now like I said does anyone know the Veritaserum?" a girl in the back with chocolate in her right hand raises her left. "Yes Dot?" "I believe it's a truth serum?" "Precisely, a Veritaserum is a truth serum and it is very effective as well," "So it can work on anyone?" "Yes Lucas," it was extremely audible that Lucas was pushing Y/n off the edge, slowly but surely.

"So if we were to use it on you, would it work?" "Like I said it works on everyone," "So if we used it on you, you would've have any options but to tell us the truth about you being a former prisoner?" the room went silent and everyone including Lady Lesso was stunned, how did he find out? "That's enough from you Mr Morningstar," Lesso said getting up from her seat. "But Lady Lesso-" "Enough, or else Miss Y/L/N, would do the honours of punishing you," "No offense but Professor Y/n couldn't punish a student to save her life," one of the students said and the rest nodded in agreement. "Well let me demonstrate to you just what exactly would happen to you as a warning,".

Lady Lesso makes her around the table to Y/n. She goes behind her placing two hand on Y/n's hips. Y/n tenses a bit, what the hell was she thinking? "Relax Y/n," a voice said in her head and she knew it was Lesso so she loosened a bit but couldn't change the fact that the closeness between her and Lesso was undeniably really close. Lady Lesso brought one hand to Y/n's face and using her finger glow to create a knife in her possession. Now Y/n had to admit she was feeling a bit frightened but she trusts Lesso, she wouldn't possibly hurt her, right? Lesso brought the knife right on to Y/n's neck and most of the students had to close their eyes as they also feared the outcome.

Whilst this was happening Y/n was trying her best trying not to give into the aching heat that goes unnoticed in-between her thighs. Her heart was racing as Lady Lesso closed the gap between them and Y/n nearly let out a soft moan but stopped herself by biting her bottom lip. The grip on her hip grew tighter and now Y/n could barely stand on her two feet, the tension between that was really getting to her and Lesso wasn't helping with her mouth being right near her eye and her low breathing was driving Y/n insane, she needed Lesso but she couldn't.

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The lesson ended and all the students left trying to erase the site even Lucas who remained silent the entire lesson after Lesso's intense demonstration. Y/n was fixing up her stuff, that was her lesson so she had a free schedule for the rest of the day. Lady Lesso was still in her classroom, leaning against a students table with her cane laying on Y/n's desk. She just watched carefully as Y/n was quickly packing her stuff. The heat in-between her thighs was still present and she didn't know how she'd get rid of it but she just knew that being alone in an empty room with Lesso watching her wasn't helping at all.

"Y/n are you alright?" "Mhm? Oh, yes of course why wouldn't I be?" "I don't know you just seem really jumpy after the demonstration, did I make you feel uncomfortable?" "What?! No it was amazing- like the demonstration not our closeness but I don't mean I didn't like our closeness, it was magnificent but like not in a creepy, pervert kind of way you know like-," "Lesso just kept on listening to Y/n rambling on with her a smirk on her face, she understood what happened and now she's planning on playing with her new toy.

[sombrathedragon]

Ranking all Wof Cover (except winglets and graphic novels) because I’m bored :p (Some spoilers!)

#1: The Dragonet Prophecy. Personally, I think it’s cool, although I think it could have a little more action on it. In the drafts, it was gonna have Queen Scarlet’s arena, which I think would’ve been a cool edition to the cover, but sadly they removed it. 7/10

#2: The Lost Heir. Ok this one is awesome. It really shows Tsunami’s personality in her pose and it has so much action yet not to much. But they did forget to put the royal markings on her wings, which kinda makes her seem a little less important if you’re just looking at the cover. Originally it was gonna be called “The Last Heir” which sounds epic, but then again Anemone is in the book, so it wouldn’t make sense. 9.5/10

#3: The Hidden Kingdom. One of the coolest covers, I’m a sucker for the wings contrasting with the background (which is a reason I love The Dangerous Gift) but to be honest, Glory just kinda doesn’t stand out. Even with Tsunami being blue on blue, she stands out while Glory just… doesn’t. I think it would be cool if we saw her using venom, and if you say “But she doesn’t use venom in the Rainforest in the book!” Boy are you gonna do a flip when you see The Lost Continent. 5/10.

#4: The Dark Secret: Honestly… just kinda… meh. I mean sure Starflight’s pose is cool, as it shows how the Nightwings are supposedly these evil mind reading future seeing beings that are going to rule the world, but it’s not really as cool as Tsunami’s or Clay’s. If anything I think the background makes up for it. The blue cloudy sky contrasting with the dimly red lit stone just catches my eyes immediately. 5/10.

#5: The Brightest Night: I love this cover. Mainly because I love the way Sunny is portrayed on it as she is a hybrid but also I love the three moons in the background and the Sand Kingdom. Sunny’s golden yellow on the black night in the back is just perfection to my eyes. 10/10.

#6: Moon Rising: I adore this cover. And not because Turtle is on the back but that’s a reason I love it as well. Moon having that green fade on her wings is just really cool imo, and this is one of the covers that actually takes place in the book. I think it would be a little bit better if MoonWATCHER was look in the direction of the MOONS, but other than that I love this cover. 9/10.

#7: Winter Turning: The draft for this wasn’t going to have purple on it, and to be honest, I’m glad they added that. The purple really brings out Winter and the Ice Kingdom, and it really makes everything pop. 10/10.

#8: Escaping Peril: Ok so maybe I’m a sucker for red on blue but Peril’s cover is just, wow. Her being chased by Scarlet is awesome, but I’m a little sad it didn’t happen in the book. (I think? Haven’t read this in like a year) My only complaint is that it doesn’t look like the Sky Kingdom in the back. Like if I first saw this cover and didn’t read WOF, I would think they’re flying over human city’s. 7/10.

#9: Talons of Powers: Don’t be bias about this one because Turtle's in it, Don’t be bias about this one because Turtle’s in it, can you tell that this is my favorite cover? Other than the fact that Turtle’s on it, I love the fight between Turtle and Anemone on the cover, giving away a key point, but not too much spoilers. I also love all the action on the cover, with Turtle soaring out the water. But they did forget Anemone’s royal patterns, so it’s not perfect. 9.9/10

#10: Darkness of Dragons: Qibli’s yellow on the sunset background is just perfect, alongside the dark pieces of stone from the ancient Nightwing city. His pose really shows how Qibli is brave and daring, but they did forget his snout scar, which is like the one thing that makes Qibli, Qibli. 8/10.

#11: The Lost Continent: Blue’s, well blue is the perfect contrast to the orange Pantalan savanna and the tan hives. Now, most people don’t like this cover because, “Blue doesn’t get his wings in the book!” or, “Cricket described him as blue, but on the cover he’s purple and green!” And my response to these are, 1: Tui actually was going to make Blue have no wings on the cover, but she thought he looked more pretty with wings than without. And 2: I personally love purple and green blue, It makes him look more related to Admiral and it makes him less of an eyesore imo. (If you seen the book description version of him on the wiki, you know what I mean). 10/10.

#12: The Hive Queen: Again, even though it’s yellow on yellow, Cricket still manages to stand out. I think it’s because Cricket’s more yellow, while the hive is more orange. I think the lights and the.. hole dens? Really just make the background so visible but not the main focus. 10/10

#13: The Poison Jungle: How does Joy Ang manage to put the same colored character on the same colored background and still make them stand out? Magic. Anyways, Sundews pose and the Poison Jungle in the back just really shows how fierce she is. Her small gold scales make her pop from the background, and I think the light behind her is the key to not have her blend it. 10/10

#14: The Dangerous Gift: Like I said in THK, I love wings that stand out from the background, so this is one of my favorite covers. Snowfall flying with Lynx by the coast where the Silkwings would fly in gives away so much yet so little. Also I love Snowfalls pose, no reason why it just looks cool :). 10/10

#15: The Flames of Hope. Honestly…. This cover is the worst in the Lost Continent Arc. Honestly Lunas pose is cool, and I think it would look really awesome if it wasn’t for the lighting of the flamesilk. That kind of blends her into the background at makes it a little boring to look at. But I do have to say I love Sky with Wren on the back and even thought Sky is described as pale, I love a red Sky. 6/10.

#16: Darkstalker: Darkstalker in on his mewing streak on this cover 🤫🧏‍♂️👌. I love his black on red background, but it’s boring. There’s nothing going on in the back, and he’s just standing there doing nothing. 6/10.

#16: Dragonslayer: I don’t have much to say about this cover. It has so much action but so little at the same time. It catches my eye but at the same time it doesn’t. I’m honestly very meh about this cover. 5/10.

[axolistic]

Wings of Fire thingy

I loved doing this, it was really fun. I couldn’t fit everyone I wanted to, I may do this again with more dragons, I just thing the book series is pretty neat. Some notes about the designs and the characters in general:

DARKSTALKER: I hate him, but I think he is quite interesting, I want him to die in very horrible ways, and to study him under a microscope. Regarding his design, I tried to make him green because of Foeslayer, and also wanted to nod to Arctic with the diamond shaped scales, instead of the teardrop ones. Also i gave him huge pupils, to make him more creepy i guess.

GLORY: I just think she’s neat, I didn’t change much about her design, since its pretty recognizable and cool. Her book is my favorite one out of the first arc ones, I really like when she first entered the rainforest, she’s just badass overall. Glory honestly slayed the whole book and I kinda hate how Tui gave her a love interest, i just feel like it wasn’t necessary and it just annoyed me lol.

PERIL: I honestly kinda hated her at first, but she’s one of my favorites now. Her story is very interesting and I think that her whole character growth journey is very endearing. Her design was always pretty cool, But i added some more light blue accents because i think they just bring the design together better.

ANEMONE: She is just neat to me, and i really like her design, mostly because of her colors. I always imagined her with glasses for some reason, I didn’t add them because I don’t know how to draw them lol. Something I didn’t like about her character, was that the only reason she had animus powers was because of Turtle, i really hated that.

SNOWFLAKE: I just related to her, like quite a whole lot. I would like to see more of her, I feel like they could do more with her character. I gotta be honest, i hate drawing icewings, they all just look the same to me.

SNOWFALL: I really liked her book, probably my favorite out of arc 3, I really liked her story and personality, her interactions with Lynx were also very entertaining, her warm tones are based on the cover of her book, i know its just the lightning but i felt like it was something worth nodding to.

FREEDOM: She was a very entertaining antagonist and the only reason i like Luna’s book to be honest…. She’s pretty tragic and I find her interactions and whole dynamic with Cottonmouth really funny. I felt inclined to give her antennae like the silkwings but ultimately decided against it. Her personality reminds me of myself and we have same vibe.

PYRITE / HAILSTORM: They are just… tragic, And I crave for more of her story, its just left unfinished (at least that what it feels like to me) I just need to know what happened to her after the whole duel with Winter, I need to know what happened, Its just- DCBUDHCJSKSMLX.