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[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

Lixue’s Dream Part 4

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the sprawling palace, Leona stood frozen in the ornate chamber, surrounded by the soft glow of dreamlike lanterns and the faint scent of cherry blossoms lingering in the air. Every detail of the room seemed to shimmer, a reflection of Lixue’s ideal world. And then, there he was—Lixue, radiant in his ceremonial hanfu, the delicate embroidery catching the golden light. He looked like something out of a dream, ethereal and impossibly perfect like he always does in Leona’s eyes even if he never vocalize it. For a moment, Leona couldn’t find the words, his chest tightening at the sight of the man before him.

Lixue’s face lit up with joy, his soft smile making him even more breathtaking. “Ah, you’re back already?!” he exclaimed, hurrying toward Leona with such unrestrained happiness that it made Leona’s heart ache. His voice carried a warmth that felt as though it could melt even the deepest winter chill.

Leona opened his mouth to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. “Ah…” he finally managed, his usual confidence faltering under the weight of Lixue’s presence like it always does whenever Lixue laughs at his snarkiness or compliments him in a meaningful way.

Lixue laughed lightly, the sound like the chiming of distant bells. “I thought it was bad luck to see the bride before the actual ceremony,” he teased, his tone playful but soft. “At least, that’s what I’ve been told.”

Leona’s lips twitched into a faint smirk, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Yeah, well, never been one for traditions,” he replied, trying to mask the turmoil brewing inside him. He stuffed his hands into his pockets, his posture deceptively relaxed.

But his mind raced. How am I supposed to do this? The happiness radiating from Lixue was palpable, so pure it made Leona’s heart ache. I could stay here, give him the dream he wants. Hell, I’d want it too. But… it wouldn’t be real. It’d be nothing more than a shadow of what we could have.

Leona’s gaze softened as he looked at Lixue, his breath hitching slightly. “You look… good,” he said, the words clumsy and uncharacteristic of him.

Lixue’s cheeks flushed a faint pink, and he smiled shyly. “Thank you,” he murmured. “I was hoping you’d think so.” His expression grew thoughtful, and he tilted his head slightly, his long lashes casting shadows on his porcelain skin. “You seem distracted, though. Is something wrong?”

Leona hesitated, his fingers twitching slightly. I can’t lie to him, not even here. But how do I tell him the truth? How do I pull him away from this?

He stepped closer, his voice low and hesitant. “Lixue… there’s somethin’ we need to talk about. It’s important.”

"Leo-Leona, we..... we can't have sex before our honeymoon, I told you this." Lixue stammered, flustering them both.

Leona, tail fluffs up: Not that! Something else!

[starhaloequinox]

Momentary Dinner

Crossposted on Ao3. Mother's day Fic but is not posted on Mother's day on tumblr.

A girl with blue grey hair went over to the kitchen where she was cooking food from her Homeland. She checked the food inside the pot, lifting the cover and feeling the hot steam on her face as she peered down to see if they were ready. The food looked just about right and ready to be eaten, so she turned off the stove's heat, lifted the pot and placed its contents into a different bowl, bringing this last pot over to the table that had already had their food readied. "Master, dinner is ready." She called her master.

"Yes, I will be with you shortly." A woman with similarly colored hair replied from above in her study. She closes the laptop she was working on, fixes her papers to be neatly stacked up, and heads down stairs to eat.

Descending down the stairs she could already smell the food Lixue cooked up. “Mmm, it smells lovely, Lixue.” As she enters she takes a whiff of the kitchen, which has the strongest scent in the house, her Lixue’s cooking.

Though she wasn't home often, she treasured everything her Lixue makes for her and everything she's achieved.

The two of them sat on the opposite side of the dining table, their table wasn't big, they didn't expect guests to come by often as the ones living in this house weren't very social people, and matters they have to attend to happen outside and not indoors, so something small and comfortable was enough.

Lixue had made a feast for them tonight, there was food from their Homeland and food that came from other countries. "Lixue, where did you learn to cook these dishes?" Fu Hua questioned, as she had never taught her how to cook western foods.

"Ah…a friend —a colleague— of mine taught me how to make them." She looks down on her food. 2 days before she had asked the girls from the Snow Wolf Squad for recipes from their home countries to cook for this day, she wanted to savor this day and enjoy it with her master.

After a while they chatted about anything that's gone on in their lives, Lixue had been so busy with Schicksal and her master being away very often left little to no chance to have a get together. So these moments were sparse yet cherished.

“The soup you made is wonderful…” her master smiled as she took another sip of the soup.

She felt like crying, this moment didn't feel real to her at all, the smile her master had on was genuine and true.

At this moment she was happy.

[lgcamelia]

Amelia was truly thankful that she had brothers that were like hers. Leo was the mature, level-headed, caring one and Oliver, well, Oliver was Oliver and she loved him for it. With Oliver she could get into trouble and wreak havoc. Her brothers were like polar opposites and here she was with a personality that was in the middle of them.

Upon hearing about Seyoon feeding Lixue and being told to mind her things, Amelia gave her brother a salute and nodded. ❛ Yes, sir! ❜ She replied. ❛ Ah yes, baby brother. Knowing him he's forgotten about the trip and won't even be home. ❜ Amelia smiled brightly. ❛ I'm so ready you have no idea! ❜

leo wasn't the type of person who was just gentle or kind to just anyone. but lately, he had been trying to put himself out there more with his colleagues. who wants to work with someone who's uncomfortable to be around. yea, no-one. "seyoon will be in the house to feed lixue. so make she your stuff is put up" he teased like any normal brother would.

at this moment, he took a deep breath in and truly realized how happy he was with his life. "we'll have to stop by and pick up ollie. he's probably not even packed yet" it was a miracle that leo didn't make him leave his luggage at his apartment just for safe keeping. "ready to see mom and dad?"

[edenspetals]

I know I spam your inbox a lot but we're besties so it's fine and you know I expect you to answer only when you're feeling up to it aHEM-

Your OCs reacting to the reader calling them babygirl? Yes, this includes the boys

lisheng's head perks up and he looks at you with raised eyebrows, as if wondering whether or not you were talking to him. when you repeat, however, a wide grins finds his lips and he shifts closer in his sitting position beside you before collapsing into your lap. “oh? is that your new name for me? I'm babygirl?” he asks excitedly.

there's a twitch in the dragons brow and slowly he places his calligraphy brush down before turning to you. lean fingers take your chin in his hold and he raises his head for you to meet his gaze. “now, babygirl. if you wanted me to address you by such a name you could have simply asked, you know?” he brushes his thumb along your lower lip.

lixue drops whatever it is that she was holding and immediately turns to you with a wide grin spread over her lips. “me? I'm babygirl?” she croons, looping her arms around your middle and finding herself on the bed so that she can rest her chin upon your chest. “can you call me that again?”

remaining silent, rishima continues on with her mixing of herbs and liquids. “you truly are a puzzling little thing sometimes.” she speaks, reaching over to flip through the open book on her table. “I quite prefer 'my queen' instead. or is it that you'd prefer that name, babygirl?” she turns to you, expression blank with hints of amusement in her eyes.

[highsocietyhq]

☾ ° › SATURDAY 9:19 PM

a 3.6 magnitude earthquake hits the coast of argentina. it’s barely felt in the city — windows rattle and walls creak, it’s almost as if someone started drilling a hole into the concrete on the other side of the wall. it draws the attention of the people who are still enjoying their dinner at the resort and disturbs the balance of the hikers.

☾ ° › SOUTHWEST

the ground rumbles, there’s movement in the east. the sight could make anyone’s heart stop beating. the people huddled around the fire get up and watch as the trees, the ground, the rocks, the plants, they all begin sliding downhill. the guide of the CAMPING GROUP ONE urges everyone to get up.

☾ ° › SOUTHEAST

the guide of CAMPING GROUP TWO chose a path best suited for beginners: not too much climbing, a nice and easy terrain. what’s unfortunate about the chosen route is that it’s affected greatly by the landslide. rocks roll down the hill, without trees binding the ground. the guide instructs everyone to make a run for it, the campers head to east.

☾ ° › EAST

CAMPING GROUP THREE has barely had time to start working on their dinner when the sound of breaking branches and rocks beating against each other reach their ears. the guide has certainly worn them down and made sure they have moved quicker than the other two groups. they are not too far away from a small village — the guide believes its in their best interest to seek help from there. the exhausted campers continue the trek.

☾ ° › SOUTH

the sound of shrieks is drowned by the noise of the ground moving. HIKING GROUPS are still in the wilderness. they are all on their way downhill not more than hour away from the resort. the ground beneath their feet begins to move and chaos erupts. everyone runs to safety. it’s a fight for survival among the fallen trees, unreliable ground, and destroyed paths. which of the royals are crafty enough to make it back to the resort in one piece ?

☾ ° › THE RESORT

it’s astonishing how big a difference a broken power line can make. the building goes dark in an instant. mobile phones are suddenly unable to connect to the internet, not even regular text message go through. everyone knows something is off. the lobby of the resort is quickly filled with displeased guests. most of the staff has already left the resort, only a handful of restaurant workers and a front desk worker is still at work. it’s decided that everyone needs to work together ! one group is in charge of keeping the situation at the resort under control and the people calm and organized, another makes sure no one goes hungry, some have gone off to search for the missing people, and a group of handy people is in charge of first aid. there is a handful of people who are not trusted with a task and are simply asked to sit back and let the others handles the situation without distractions.

☾ ° › OOC

the camping groups are still intact and are heading towards safety

the hiking groups are disbanded as everyone scurried off to safety, it’s up to you whether they find each other in the forest :)

feel free to mix the groups !

your character can arrive to the resort whenever you want !

they can also run into the search groups !

basically anyone’s who’s in the forest in the resort’s vicinity can meet each other

if you write an open starter we encourage you to allow hijacking !

to avoid multiple timelines, we encourage everyone to delete open starters once someone has replied to them !

some injuries are expected :)

you don’t have to terminate threads about the first half of the event

the resort is without power and reception

check the resort groups down below !

obviously the people who are at the resort can interact with each other even if they aren’t on the same team !

THE FRONT HALL

gahye, elyse, giovanni, arthur jr., milena, lixue

THE KITCHEN

aleks, joanna, wiebke, barbara, giselle

SEARCH GROUP #1

serafina, kristoffer, sabrina, areum, armani, kaspar, gwen

SEARCH GROUP #2

marius, yihwa, levente, san, dimitar, maksim, ahana

FIRST AID TEAM

damini, luca, vitaliya, roman, alexei,

SIT BACK, NO STRESS !

arthur sr., dianna, haera, layla, catherine, freja, nicole, henri

[jinlixue]

i’m gonna reply to some pre-event threads but if you want to start a new thread with lixue, lmk ( or roman, idt i have that many threads for him ) !!

[lixue-search-history]

*facepalms* Sis! Stop teasing Mom like that! Ah. Oops...?

@electrasearchhistory uhmm sis I think you shouldn’t prank them like that…

[karmicallybound]

@fatetm​​ replied to this post:

lixue VC: wait hold on I need his money to get GTA V, can this be postponed

“ ...no . ”

[momosweettreats]

⟨ WONG KAHEI. CIS FEMALE. SHE/HER. ⟩ though the mist might prevent some from seeing it, LIXUE KARISMA LIU is actually a descendent of H E P H A E S T U S. it’s still a question of whether or not the TWENTY-TWO year old BIOMEDICAL ENGINEERING MAJOR from SHENZHIEN, HONG KONG has taken after their godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite CHARASMATIC & INTENSE.

Yeah its Min with the second character. This time Ill try to keep it short and sweet 

CHARACTER BASICS

Full Name: Lixue Karisma Liu

Nickname: Karisma, XueXue, Little Liu

Age: 22

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Ethnicity: Chinese

Nationality:Hong Konger

Education: High School Diploma,

Hometown:ShenZhien

Divine Parentage: Hephaestus

Written Aesthetics: Hands covered in ink and grease, poprocks sparking in ones mouth, the sight of a small light frame,a loud scream from atop a carousel, An angry face clutching a thread bare teddy bear 

CHARACTER APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Wong Kahei

Height: 5′3

Hair Colour: Varies

Eye Colour: Brown

Dominant Hand: Ambextrixious 

Distinguishing Features: Cleft Lip and scarred eyebrows

BIOGRAPHY (bullying tw) 

It was quick and whirlwind, the romance that it is. Karisma’s mom has been a nursing playing pool she whispered some tricks to help the god win. She didnt think much of it. He was nt half bad to her. 

She did get pregnant and headed on maternity leave. Somehow by luck she met a fellow doctor during her pregnancy, he fell for her and was willing to take care of the kid

That would be easier said then done as the kid was more rambunxious then intended. Always running around and piecing things back together. They thought it was the terrible twos but little did they know it was much more

 (Tw)They enrolled Karisma in private school, hoping that a quality education would help her find her way through life, sadly she did get made fun of for any little thing. One school mate even asked why she smiled so oddly. 

She buried herself in other hobies manly robotics and metal music. She was able to find a few friends but she was well aware she wasn’t liked by many. Even her friends admit that sometimes she seems a bit too strange (Tw end)  

All that would change when she as trapped by a monster. She experience her senses flaring up as they never had before. Karisma was struggling in her net when the figure snarled at her and muttered the words I got you little demigoddess. And why was her smile so crooked, just like her father 

Thats all it took for her to set the net on fire. There was white hot flames she herself never experience. She just remembered setting the monster aflame before running. She remembered running fast and heading home. The subway only made her ruinmante. 

Karisma was angry, confused, and scared. She started crying to her father as she confessed the events. It was her mother that finally came clean with the truth. The man she knew all her lief wasnt her father but someone else. When Karisma asked for his name, her mother admitted he only went by H and hasnt contected her since.Only a satryr intruppted her line of questioning.

The satry tried to explain better than her parents about the demigod hood but she was placated enough to come with him. Karisma looked at her parents in disappointment- she really wished they told her soooner. 

Camp Halfblood was diffrent though. There was something that contrasted against the colder private school she went too. The minute she entered the gates the ends of her pigtails set aflame in excitement. She was able to talk to more people without judgment. Tough the question remained who her father was,

The claim just happened, seeing the iron hammer over her head. She felt a lot of emotions but anger being one of them. She as secretly hoping for Hermes or Apollo but she got the one with the temper. One that she didnt realize she had. Sure she was to get close to them but the first night she slammed the door and hid under her covers screaming. 

She grew to realize that Heph was her father and that maybe he had reasons to not tell her. In a very strongly worded letter she asked why, her father replied a year later. For your protection. Please understand. Se was hesitant to write back since. 

Of course she went on quests. the heph id with the flaming hair and sharper tongue. She liked them but wanted to be a leader instead of a big three kid. 

Now that shes in college she accepted some things to a degree. Though she found a new outlet to get her anger out: Metal Music 

PERSONALITY

Appears very eccentric but is actually a no nonsense type. She is very blunt and genuine with her feelings. A scary critic especially when it comes to obscure music genre and mechanics. However she will help you out, just don’t expect a smile on her face. Very few people have seen her smile due to past instances of being ridiculed, and opts for a half smile.  Is self-conscious to a degree, but not to the point she won’t show her face. Pretends she knows what she wants in life despite the reality she’s just as confused as everyone else. Overcompensates. To those that dont know her she can look very tough or even haughty, but she doesnt care due to judgement. She knows shes a Heph kid and proud of it, it doesnt mean she wont try her other pursuits before she graduates.

POWERS

Pyrokenesis - this is fire strongest power yet its very emotional based. With Karisma’s application, she has used for thermal, melding, and sometimes destructive purposes. She has also used it the way of effects during her performances with her Experimental Metal Group- The Demi-Disasters Hence her Stage name Red Hot Karisma . Primary weakness however would involve the water and freezing point.

Trap Sensing - This is her second most strongest abilities. She can sense and disable traps within a mile distance. She developed this at a younger age, when she was walking through the subway and the capital city. She can’t sense every trap such as those blessed with other god abilities.

Techenkenis - Very limited due to her personal lack of discipline and patience. She can communicate with her own devices, but other peoples devices takes days even months to figure. Rather than use her own power she prefers to use her own instincts.

Enhanced Combat - Very defense like and agility like tactics. Can be on the offense but makes her feel odd doing it. Has some informal training on weak points of the body courtesy of her mother.

OPTIONAL INFO

Extracirculars:

TBD 

Housing:

Hephaestus hous

Connections:

Half siblings 

best friend

course mates

rivals 

Members for her group the Dem-Disasters

People to debate and argue

ees and ohs the whole shebang 

More stuff coming soon

[aaliyahxelectric]

status: open to all witches  location: outside of the bar where she works time & date: around 2am, just after close - saturday, the 6th 

   despite what lixue said about laying low, staying on the move, and being careful - liyah returned to work the next night as normal. if anyone had commented on it, her flippant reply was simply; a bitch got bills, a bitch gotta work. so, she worked her usual long saturday shift, filling her pockets with tips and biting back her fears with fake smiles and flips of her hair. 

   she didn’t drink, never had, but nights like these tempted her. with everyone gone now, even the old lurkers who linger well after last-call, aaliywah was free to swipe a bottle of rum from the shelf and slip out the back once she’d locked up. apparently being part of a ‘coven’ meant she’d never get a minute alone, and so she was given an escort that night - for safety in numbers, or whatever. 

   “hey, stalker,” she teased, eyebrows raised, holding out the bottle as her gratitude for the walk home. at this point, aaliyah figured getting busted for stealing booze one was the least of her worries, and it wasn’t like the drunk owner would notice, anyway. she and ofelia all but ran the place; so who fucking cared? “all yours. i don’t drink. figured you could use it. damn, this place gets spooky at night, shit, doesn’t it?” 

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

In a dimly lit corner of the Ignihyde common room, Eirene Shroud reclined against the wall, looking as composed as ever, with his signature mysterious smile. His blue firey hair seemed to glimmer faintly in the light, cascading over his shoulders as he idly twisted a pale violet flower between his fingers. Nearby, Leona Kingscholar leaned against the wall with a reluctant scowl, arms crossed over his chest, gaze narrowed as he glanced at Eirene from the corner of his eye. He looked as if he’d rather be anywhere else, but there was a trace of frustration in his posture, and Eirene, of course, picked up on it.

“You know, Leona,” he started in a soft, amused tone, his gaze flicking to him, “there are simpler ways to ask for help than lurking in the shadows and brooding. Though I guess that is your brand.” He let the words hang in the air, his smile just bordering on a smirk.

Leona shot her a glare, though it lacked his usual bite. “I don’t need help from anyone, least of all you, Shroud,” he muttered, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of discomfort. “I just... figured you might know something.”

“Oh, so the almighty Prince of the Savannah needs a little advice,” Eirene teased, his voice laced with playful sarcasm. “Shocking, really. Next thing I know, you’ll tell me you actually care about that whole ‘relationship’ thing.” He paused, as though savoring the irony, then leaned closer, his gaze playful and sharp. “So. This is about Lixue, right?”

Leona shifted uncomfortably, his jaw tightening. “…And if it was?”

Eirene chuckled, tapping his chin thoughtfully as he looked up, pretending to mull over the situation. “Well, first, we’d need to address a few basics. Like the fact that your usual approach of ‘brood and brood some more and naps’ might not be the most effective way to show someone you care.”

Leona’s lip curled. “You got a point here, Shroud? Because I didn’t come here for a lecture on what I already know.”

“Oh, I do,” Eirene replied smoothly, resting his elbow on his knee as he leaned in, lowering his voice. “Listen, Leona, Lixue’s not the type to be impressed by the whole ‘bad boy with a heart of gold’ act. He’s got this whole ‘peace and tranquility’ aura about him; if you walk in all tough and stormy, he’s going to think you’re trying to start a fight with Claudius who already doesn't approve of you.”

“Then what?” Leona muttered, his brow furrowing. “I’m supposed to pretend I’m some calm, flowery guy just to talk to him?”

“Not exactly.” He tilted his head thoughtfully, his smirk fading into a look of subtle wisdom. “You just need to show him the side of you that cares. And yes, believe it or not, you do have that side, no matter how much you try to hide it.” His tone softened, his gaze meeting Leona directly. “It’s about showing him that you see him for who he is, not just some prize you want to claim.”

Leona raised an eyebrow, caught off guard by his sincerity, though he quickly masked it with another scowl. “So… what am I supposed to say?”

“Something that shows you’re interested in what he cares about,” Eirene suggested, his expression thoughtful. “You know, without making it sound like you’re reciting a list of compliments from a script. Try, I don’t know… asking about his favorite flowers or complimenting the way his magic is calming, even if that’s not exactly your thing.” He gave him a knowing look. “Trust me, he’ll notice if it’s genuine.”

Leona huffed, a faint tinge of color rising to his cheeks. “You’re acting like I’ve never been sincere in my life.”

“Oh, you can be sincere. Just… when you’re not actively hiding it behind that ever-so-charming scowl,” he quipped, flashing a small smile. “Here’s the trick, Leona. Don’t overthink it. Start with something small, a compliment, an observation—something that shows you pay attention. You’ll find that the rest, as annoying as it is to admit, comes naturally.”

With a roll of his eyes, Leona let out a sigh, muttering under his breath. “…Fine. I’ll try it your way.”

As he turned to leave, Eirene couldn’t resist calling after him, his tone playfully lilting, “And if you need more advice, you know where to find me. Maybe this time you’ll even say thank you.”

“Don’t push your luck, Shroud,” he grumbled, though his tone had softened.

🔥

I chose Eirene instead of Razaan because Razaan would have just told him to confess already and get it over with and stop prolonging it.

Ruggie would have just teased Leona on him falling for his complete opposite as would Cimarron and Callisto.

Jack would have been like you're sure you not going to break his heart, right? and would give awkward advice.

Besides, Eirene is different from Idia and Ortho. He would give advice and tell him to confess.

Ironically, he and Lixue are getting their advice from two opposites in Aratiri and Eirene.

Wingmanning for one of you homies

[grimoiresgirlsrp]

CHAPTER FIVE - the final chapter book one.

for weeks, the witches have been laying low, working hard to grow their abilities and focus on their strength, their power. mason had seen their faces, and then disappeared into the night injured but very well alive. lixue, their resurrected leader, had yet to contact anyone, or even be seen. everything felt fragile, but then after a week (or more, time runs together when you are so on edge), there had been nothing new. 

some of the witches splintered off, unsure of how much trust could be placed in lixue, in the others, or even in genevieve. other witches received a special set of instructions in the mail, from no other than ms. genevieve ceoi herself. of these witches, cleo, ofelia, zelenia, ariadne, maia, maeve, and marina begin to work in secret on this special task from their old mentor, who promises one day to return. 

meanwhile.... lixue, on her own, stumbles across the body of belen out in the woods. it’s a sure act by the hunters, and she mistakenly places the blame on the only hunter known to the girls - mason bernal. on june 25th, lixue called all the girls together, and used a summoning spell to bring mason to their gathering. he was in a trance-like state, much like what jack had been placed under before his death. since mason was staying with the other hunters, he was followed in secret by aleksei and roman, who hung back to watch the drama in the clearing. lixue blames asks mason if he is a hunter; he replies yes, much to the horror of some. lixue next asks if he killed belen, and his head shakes a slow, drawn out... no. 

but lixue doesn’t care. before his head can even stop moving, a shadow moves forth, and he falls to the ground into it. a shout from roman is heard, making the witches aware of the two lingering hunters, who spring into action. aleksei darts into the thick of the witches, knife in hand, aiming for any human target he can find in his loss of control. roman goes to mason’s side, and as he is consumed by the shadows, he makes roman promise to protect ofelia. in a matter of seconds, he’s gone, just a body left there on the grass. stunned, roman stands, trying to locate the redhead that had been pointed out-

just in time to see ofelia cause an explosion, of some sort, with the help of zelenia and maia. it spooks aleksei, who scampers away and towards a new target. aleksei looks for the next target, and he attacks cleo, catching her off-guard. marina and cleo were tending to a fallen aaliyah, injured and fading. in order to save the two healer witches, roman throws himself into the line of the attack, barely saving cleo before aleksei’s blade found her. 

in a final act of desperation, it was maeve and cole who bring him down, their powers combined wrecking the life from him... but not without losing two of their own in the battle. aaliyah and ren were as lifeless as the three hunters, and as for lixue... she was nowhere to be found. luce, unable to handle the amount of death around her, chooses to part ways with the coven permanently, and leaves them to their mourning. 

of the fifteen modern witches of salem, only nine remain. 

this concludes the first book of the roleplay! thank to all of the members who have stuck with us so far, and have dedicated themselves to ensuring that we stay alive and thriving! 

don’t go anywhere! just because book one has finished, that doesn’t mean there is nothing left! we have a full new story arch, with several new characters, and tons of exciting things coming. 

this will conclude the story until july - feel free to write out your character handling the extreme events in their own way, or just hc it out! 

if you need your character bios/past/present, or personality, updated, let us know!

members will be able to make ocs, as well as the group to open for ocs as well soon! 

stay tuned for more information!

[alphagirl404]

Late Night Date (SubScorp)

(Reposting AGAIN because the tags are messed up. Again, I apologize to those who liked/reblogged the original(s). Hopefully, third times the charm)

Based around the balcony kiss scene from Aladdin

Summary: Hanzo gets a late night visit from a old friend

A lone candle was the only source of light that brightens up the room, along with the brightness of the moon from outside. Next to it was a bed that was occupied by Hanzo Hasashi. Right now, he was merely reading a book while sitting in his bed.

A loud sound that came from outside interrupted his reading. Hanzo was immediately on his guard. Slowly, Hanzo got off his bed, grabbed one of his swords, and made his way to the balcony door. Hanzo quickly opened the door and was greeted by what appeared to be the head of a dragon. This unexpected site had caused the pyromancer to jump back.

"Master Hasashi?" A smaller heard lifted from behind the dragon's own. It was none other than his friend, and perhaps more than that, the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, Kuai-Liang. "My apologies if I have startled you."

"It alright," Hanzo put down his sword. "May I ask what brings you here at this hour?"

"I had some free time, so I decided to fly by for a visit." A small shade of red crept across the cryomancer's cheeks. "I hope you don't mind."

"It is always a pleasure to see you." Hanzo moves to the balcony's edge. From there he saw the rest of the dragon, a Frost Dragon specifically. Kuai-Liang had found them a while ago. He and the Lin-Kuei were training them to become mounts. Hanzo had seen them several times when he visited the Lin Kuei temple, even assisted in caring them on a few occasions. The beast Kuai was on is almost as big as his home, standing on its hind legs for its head to reach balcony's level.

"I see you have been taking care of the dragons well?"

"They grow stronger every day." Kuai-Liang pets his dragon's head, giving a proud smile. "Lixue here has been doing well with her training. A bit mischevious, though."

The dragon, Lixue, moves her head close enough for Hanzo to pat her snout. "She's certainly remarkable."

The cryomancer's proud smile turned into a shy one. "If you're not busy, would you...Would you like to go for a ride?"

"On the dragon? I'm not sure."

"You're not afraid of heights, are you?"

"Of course not," Hanzo replied defensively, ignoring the playful smile on Kuai. "I don't think I would feel secured riding on one."

"You'll be safe, I promise."

"Are you certain?"

"Do you trust me?" Kuai stuck out his arm offering a hand to the pyromancer. A smile grew across his face, one that tells him that everything will be fine for as long Kuai was by his side. Hanzo decides to take his word and answers with a, "Yes."

Hanzo grabbed Kuai-Liang's hand as the cryomancer helped him onto the dragon. Hanzo sat behind right the younger man, placing his hands on Kuai's shoulders, not enough to hurt him but enough to feel secure.

"Are you ready?" Hanzo answers him with a nod.

Kuai utters a phrase in Mandarin to Lixue. Without any warning, the dragon quickly flew up into the air, much quicker & rougher than Hanzo had expected. He clutches Kuai's shoulders with dear life. Thoughts of regret went through his mind as he felt the winds pushed against his skin. His head was buried into Kuai Liang's upper back, blocking his vision from the area around.

The winds suddenly died down several moments later. Hanzo felt the dragon flying more calmly now.

"Hanzo, open your eyes," Kuai's voice spoke to him.

After a few seconds, the older man opened his eyelids and lift his head up to look around. They were about several thousand miles into the air, cool wind brushed calmly against his face. Just below was the widespread of Japan's landscape that Hanzo could see for miles. A scene such as this is terrifying, yet breathtakingly beautiful.

Just above his head is a long stretch of clouds. Hanzo hesitantly stuck his arm up into the clouds. Something about watching the cloud part ways from his hand brought a sense a wonder to his face. Seeing Hanzo smile brought a warm feeling in Kuai-Liang's chest. They then flew through the clouds and were above them. From their position, the night sky was more visible to see. The stars were scattered across the sky. The full moon shined brightly above them.

It was truly a beautiful sight.

The grip that was on Kuai-Liang's shoulders were removed before he felt arms wrap around his waist. A sudden weight shifted against his back in a comfortable way. Hanzo's head was placed over Kuai's shoulder. He did not notice the small blush the grew across the younger man's face.

They later found themselves on the cliffs of a snowy mountain. Lixue was curled up around them as both men sat near her midsection. They both just sat in silence as they enjoyed the view in front of them for a while.

"I have something for you."

Hanzo gave a curious look as Kuai reached for something. In his hand is a single Akaibara, a Red Rose in the English tongue.

"I saw a bush of these on my way to your grounds. I remember that you once said roses were your favorite." Kuai-Liang gave that same damn smile that always made Hanzo's heart flutter uncontrollably.

Hanzo accepted the rose from Kuai's hands. A small warm smile grew across his mouth as he gazed upon the delicate rose. "Very thoughtful of you." He remained silent for another moment.

"Thank you for all this. It was...enjoyable."

"I'm glad you had a pleasant time." Kuai Liang brought his eyes to the ground. "Would you...like to do it again in the future?"

"Perhaps. But maybe you should work on your take offs."

A warm chuckle comes from Kuai-Liang. They both gazed upon each other. As they did, Lixue awoke from her nap. A mischievous glint came into her eyes as she saw the two men. The dragon nudges her head into Kuai-Liang, causing him to move closer to Hanzo. A shade of red painted on Kuai's cheeks.

"My apologies." Kuai scooted a few centimeters. "I don't know what's gotten into her."

"No need to apologize. I… rather enjoy your touch."

Kuai didn't know what to say at that moment. "Would you like me to stay close to you?"

"I would like that." Hanzo gave a shy smile.

They both move closer together, their shoulders making contact. Hanzo brought his eyes to the horizon in front of them

"The view is quite exquisite."

"I can name one even better." Kuai gave a cheeky grin. He was met with Hanzo giving a scoff as he playfully rolled his eyes. A lone snowflake had landed in his hair, to which Hanzo lifted his hand to flick it off. Their eyes once again looked to the horizon. At one point, Hanzo leaned his head on Kuai's shoulder, slightly nuzzling into it. Kuai then brought his head on Hanzo's, cheek resting on his hair. There were more than content to stay where they were.

Some time passes yet again before they returned to the Shirai Ryu grounds. They arrived back to Hanzo's home. Lixue remained in the air as Kuai Liang helped Hanzo off the dragon. Once Hanzo was safely on his balcony, the dragon landed on the ground. Hanzo leaned over the balcony, rose still in hand, and look at Kuai who was only about less than a foot away from his face.

"Goodnight, Grandmaster."

"Sleep well, Master Hasashi."

Neither moved from where they were as they were focused on staring at each other lovingly. Yet again, they neglect the mischievous spirit of Kuai's dragon. Lixue lifts her head enough for Kuai's lips met Hanzo's. Both men were surprised with the kiss but they didn't pull away. Their eyes closed as they deepen the kiss. They remained that way for several moments before they slowly pulled away. Hanzo makes his way back to his bedroom. Before entering, he pauses at his doorway to give Kuai a loving expression, to which Kuai returned as well. Finally, Hanzo retreated back into his room, closing the door behind him.

Kuai stayed there for several seconds before he took off into the air. Throughout the ride home, he had the dumbest love-struck smile on his face. Meanwhile, Hanzo had the same smile as he clutches the rose close to his chest.

[edenspetals]

Can i give everyone the cuddles and forehead kisses they very rightly deserve?? 💙

a wide grin falls upon lisheng's lips and he immediately wraps his arms around your middle and snuggles into your chest as you shower him in affection. “oh my muse, I have missed your arms oh so dearly. I feared I would simply pass away if I went a second longer without them,” he exhales theatrically

tense shoulders relax and dreandre places down his scrolls and leans back into your chest as you wrap your arms around him and kiss his head. he had been sitting and simply opted for resting his head onto your shoulder. “I always have time for your love, dearest.”

immediately flopping into you and giggling, lixue eats up your affection and dishes it back. her arms loop around your waist as you lay back on the bed and she snuggles up into you. “missed you sweetheart. but can I get more than just a forehead kiss?” she grins, leaning in a bit.

the princess stiffens as she stares down at the viles in her hands. she'll never get used to the affection, it seemed so foreign to her. but she loved it every time. slowly, rishima places the experiment down and slips off her gloves before turning to you, letting shower her in love. “mm. . . good morning doll,” she presses a kiss to your cheekbone.

[summoner-lixue]

Makith couldn't help but smirk, sliding through the grass. He could feel the presence nearby, of a once mighty angel. Humans might not notice, but he could tell just from the air around her celestial nature. He smirked as he saw her walking theough the garden. "Why Hello there. Not very safe to be walking all alone." He said, as he appeared by her side without warning. He rose up, looking down even as he tail trailed behind him.

Lixue simply half hazardly looked up to meet the gaze of the stranger, her head cocked to the side from the sudden lizard-like creature. "I'm not alone anymore now, am I?" She replied with a smile that vanished as quick as it appeared. "Good afternoon, I don't believe we've met before, have we?"

[ren-ofpluto]

thclilith​:

“ unlucky for them, ” maeve starts, offering a malicious turn of her lips to her company. “ we have angry women to match. ” the blonde finishes. she knows she should be more worried, just thinking of what the hunters were capable of doing to cole. yet, there’s this reckless confidence inside her, a cocky defiance that tells her these hunters won’t be able to come in and ruin the life she fought for herself.

the blonde fiddles with the expensive bracelet dangling on her wrist before nodding to the other woman. she hums. “ she had some, but she lost ranks in popularity after that, definitely. ” she says, still looking down. 

her eyes do snap up at the woman’s next question though, and she smirks. part of her job is to know when people would like to take the lead in a situation. obviously, this comes easier in sexual scenarios, but it appears less than subtle to maeve here, in genevieve’s dusty house. the blonde reflects for a moment on what an occasion for this new witch to arrive. an expressive leader had fled the scene and all of the women in the group are stripped down to their most vulnerable forms – angry, sad, scared. desperate for guidance. maeve thinks she will make ren works for her.

“ myself, of course. ” she replies with a cheeky smile. “ that’s why i haven’t been a fan of the book club. ” maeve offers another shrug. “ i scam men for a living. ” she replies simply to the next question and nearly chuckles. “ mhmmm, some. i find my magic is some kind of… special magic. so, unfortunately, it means i have to come into the group. ”

“Not wrong, either.  I’d turn tail from an angry woman any day of the weak before some boy.  Masculinity is such a fragile thing, so intertwinned with ego.  One little snip and the whole thing comes toppling down.”  She smiled.  “We women are made of heartier stuff. And we specifically have goddesses and magica to walk beside us.  No match.”

Ren has not intended to be coy - she is subtle when it is smartest but not for her personal gain.  In the case of their coven, subtlety would not seem to get them anywhere.  She’s sure Maeve knows they need guidance as much as anyone else. The option for direction and leadership cannot be between a non magic user and lixue. Regardless of sides, both women have allowed witches to die. 

“A smart choice,” she nods. “Ya gotta trust your own council before anyone else’s. But speak more clear-” she leans closer, “Would you agree with me if I said letting a zombie witch sacrifice us as will is not an acceptable leadership plan? Especially given that some of us, in which I would include you, have special abilities I’d not be keen to see exploited.”