#lyron

[cockabeetle]

Valentines Exchange

For the LR discord's Secret Valentine Exchange, I got @faithisidking! I hope you like it! I had a lot of fun with them!

[thedarkangelpuppet]

I hope you are feeling better from COVID. I finally finished drawing Mishal Diaz with another Markapoo kids, Seraph helping him with his baking activity by decorating a cake. And another Markapoo kid, Onyx appears out of the portal. It would be nice to see a kitchen in the Markapoo Base for Mishal to bake out of relaxation after doing his responsibilities for his childhood friend, Mara Dorothy Butterfly.

A bonus drawing of Viola as a conductor for the other Ostar kids to play their music at the Starship of Ostar with a bit of surprise lol.

I do hope this fanart make your day better.

Mishal Diaz and Viola Butterfly belong to @thedarkangelpuppet

Lyron belongs to @cenapi

Reed Greason belongs to @juice-squid

Morphea Butterfly-Greason belongs to @dangerpack/@citadelstarcosevendeadlysins

Onyx Diaz belongs to @shuinxxii

Seraph C. Diaz belongs to @dragonriddingdaughter/@addude

Helena “Angela” Lepidoptera-Diaz belongs to @noellelamarie

Eagan Lucitor (mentioned) belongs to @michilee25

Scorpius Butterfly-Greason (mentioned) belongs to @froppy-butterflyfan2000 (me)

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thank you for the submission ! its such a nice drawing

darkangelpuppet

[numinousnic]

[IMAGE ID] druzsea's Shirt Cut Meme, filled out with the player characters from @lazynotconfused's Lyron homebrew campaign for Dungeons and Dragons. Harlow Eskildbarn is filled in for "Sideboob," Phoebe Hesperia-Fairbriar for "Inner Sideboob," Elska Lingren for "Boob Window," Sigbjørn "Siggy" Fenleth for "Underboob," and Vasira Kazamir for "Free Space." All characters are shown from the hips up against a stylized colored background.

Harlow is a tall nonbinary half-elf with a light brown skin; shaggy, shoulder-length dark brown hair, and green eyes. They have a tattoo of the outline of flowering plants on their right bicep. They wear a grey-green workout tank with deep-cut sleeves, and black Adidas track pants. They gaze down and to the left thoughtfully as they run their left hand through their hair. Their background is dark green, with tongues of flame.

Phoebe is a petite half-elf woman with light, rosy skin; waist-length blonde hair; and brown eyes. Her skin is heavily freckled, with scattered moles. She wears a golden heart-shaped locket, a lavender button-up crop top with a low V-neck and puffed sleeves, and a floral skirt with blue, purple, and pink roses. She glances to the left with a small, bashful smile, her left hand curled against her cheek. Her background is pastel green, with falling leaves and petals.

Elska is a lean human woman with light skin, white hair in a braided updo, and pink eyes. Her eyebrows are dark pink, and she has a white scar over her left eye. She wears a long-sleeved navy blue sweater dress with a collar twisted into a chest window. She looks confidently to her right, both hands on her hips. Her background is light magenta, with long trailing wisps.

Siggy is a muscular nonbinary halfling with lightly tanned skin, a red undercut with the top half braided into a ponytail, and blue eyes. They have a tattoo of elemental symbols on their right bicep; most of the elements are faded, but the lightning bolt is bright yellow. Thin, white, lightning-like scars cover his forearms. They wear a cropped fishnet tank top and red sweatpants with a gold stripe on the sides. His hands are laced behind his head, showcasing his arms, and he looks at the viewer with a playful grin. Their background is dark orange, with bolts of lightning.

Vasira is an angular human woman with pale skin; straight, shoulder-length black hair; and brown eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses. She wears a black turtleneck sweater with elbow pads, tucked into belted dark brown pants. Her arms are tightly crossed as she glares to her left. Her background is dark purple, with dashes and dots. [END ID]

The people asked for DnD fanart... I asked my DnD group who they wanted me to fill out the ever-classic Shirt Cut Meme with... they said I should draw our current party... and the rest, as they say, is history. 🤩 This was a large, multi-layered beast (seriously, please open this in full view), but so much fun to work on!

(FYI, Harlow uses they/them pronouns, Siggy uses he/they, and Elska, Phoebe, and Vasira use she/her!)

[wxrldinmyeyes]

From Lucy to Byron (@karmalives):

[ofwinterandspring]

THE REGENT / THE UNCLE

When Segal Moriel heard of his sister's demise at the hands of Levanmount, he knew he would do anything to protect and avenge the Moriel family name. And he did. He made waste of the Levan royal bloodline and forced its people under Aesian rule. That was ten years ago. Still, the Levan's want their sovereign, but how safe can it be to crown the Heir when he's spent those same ten years fighting insurrections.

charismatic ✘ shrewd ✘ proud ✘ trustful ✘ resentful

THE COUSIN / THE SCIENTIST

Although Rochlin Moriel's father preferred he'd locked himself in his lab than make a mockery of their family name. His father's disdain has not stopped the Heir from granting him all their support. With the looming war and stories of a deadly prophecy soon to unfold, he's ding all he can short of taking the throne, to help the Heir see another day.

loyal ✘ resourceful ✘ diplomatic ✘ persuasive ✘ grounded

THE HEIR'S GUARDIAN

Yardane Zered, better known as Dane, had barely been twenty-seven when he made an oath that if anything should happen to Aerben, his best friend and captain, he would take on the responsibility as legal guardian of Aerben's child. Dane never got to ask why Aerben thought him capable of raising a child. Or why Aerben had chosen to go on a trip that he'd never return from. All Dane knew was that he had a promise to keep and a child to raise and protect.

cynical ✘ stubborn ✘ diligent ✘ wise ✘ gentle

THE ASSASSIN

Santana Dur, a charming and witty barmaid most days. No one would guess that she was the same assassin many believed to be the demon from the woods. And she would have kept her anonymity had she not attempted to rob a curious and heavily disguised Heir out of sheer boredom. So maybe she gains a secret she can leverage at any moment's notice, but what good would it be when the Heir offers her gold and silver in exchange for her services.

unpredictable ✘ secretive ✘ fearless ✘ arrogant ✘ blunt

THE GUARDS / THE TWINS

The inside joke between the Riders is that Aymel and Lyron Dur must have shared a womb and have been lied to by their mothers. Because no matter what, it seems that the two can never be separated from each other for very long. Where they find one, the other is not far behind. Unfortunately, meeting the two can only mean one thing and that's imminent death. As guards to the Heir, they take their job seriously. Now, if anyone cares to even whisper of the things these two get up to at night rest assure that they will cease to exist.

intelligent ✘ daring ✘ flirtatious ✘ mischievous ✘ dramatic personable ✘ reliable ✘ genial ✘ charitable ✘ thorough

THE STORYKEEPER [THE SEER]

No one seems to know much about Zephan Caeth, the bard who loitered Aesian roads and caught the sights of their Heir, earning themselves the official title of Storykeeper of the Lands. All anyone knows is that whenever they play their oud, a truth is unveiled and little can be done to anticipate the lies it will break. They're a menace to all who wish to be ignorant and it's no surprise why the Aesian's are taken to them.

insightful ✘ artistic ✘ guarded ✘ diplomatic ✘ skeptical

THE GUARDIAN OF RILCHANAR

In what seemed to be a matter of seconds, Vyath Lya and their ward were stripped from their title and escorted to the borders of their city with no chance of return. Having pledged an oath should have saved them both. But, their friend refused to be silenced. So they followed their friend into the brume knowing that they would never find their way back. And what did it matter? All Vyath cared about was figuring out how they'd be allowed back in.

strong-willed ✘ loyal ✘ confident ✘ stubborn ✘ rational

MASTER BLACKSMITH OF NERILLIS

As one of the few Master Blacksmiths of Nerillis, Ivar Gailion knew he would never see the world outside the great caves. With responsibilities like keeping the Eternal fires from burning out, an honor bestowed on few, he should have lived his Immortal life passing on his gift to his apprentice. And somehow by doing just that, he finds himself leaving the caves behind, headed on a nameless journey with his closest friends— the ungifted apprentice who came to them several years ago.

compassionate ✘ dependable ✘ patient ✘ hearty ✘ tactful

SON OF RO [ACOLYTE]

Fievel Ro, wasn't in a place to question Ro's plan. If Ro thought that they best served as the Regent's hired protection, than they'd do just that. And, what was there to question when they were paid handsomely for it? Everything they ever wanted was at the tips of his fingers. So why was it that despite Ro's strict orders to stay away from the Heir, they couldn't stay away?

clever ✘ seductive ✘ self-indulgent ✘ reserved ✘ unreliable

[elizabethoarts]

Piper at the Gates of Dawn

[virshairbrush]

I will die on this hill

Zyta shippers unite!

[thrawns-backrest]

Sneak peek of ch. 5 because I finally kicked my brain into writing it:

“Does anyone here ever express an opinion that’s not Thrawn’s?” Lyron whined and Ba’kif found himself amused again, despite everything.

“Oh, quite a few, believe me.” He grinned. “In fact, I’m quite sure there’s a great many who would let him speak only to contradict him.”

“Sounds more up my alley.”

“Does it? You’ve worked with him before. Would you really say he’s wrong more often than he is right?”

“Maybe not.” Lyron grumbled petulantly. “But spite and pettiness have their own appeal. Or are the Chiss above such things?”

Ba’kif suppressed a wince. “Not at all, unfortunately.”

[night-rhea]

İ thought it would be absolutelly perfect if a special boy with ancient powers got adopted by a lesbian Rhea and her wife. Here, have his mamas precious boy, Lyron.

i got allthe color for him and then decided to leave him flat colored. My bad my boi, my bad...

Short story short, he is just a chill guy. Im sure he would be a good friend too you know⁓

[darkwizardesswrites]

Destiny Quartet Season One Chapter Six

Summary: They lost their parents in an epidemic when they were only eight, their sister went missing when they were eleven, for the three Hart sisters’ life was by no means easy but they always kept looking forward. The village was peaceful and quiet, everyone was friendly and the sisters were content with what little they had. When the three of them get accepted into Gedonelune magic Royal Academy, the most prestigious magic school, they leave the village they lived in all their lives and set out to the academy. With Liz being terrible in magic and Loris being indifferent, will they be able to pass the trial? And what’s with the mysterious Dream Lillias keeps having?

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"You three tell me something," The headmaster stepped forward, a small smirk on his face, "What does magic mean to you?" He proceeded to ask. "Meaning… of magic?" Lillias mumbled as she exchanged glances with her two siblings, checking if anyone other than her had an answer yet all of them remained deadly silent, she could tell Liz and Loris were confused by the question. "Um…" Liz trailed off as she racked her brain for an answer… but she couldn't think of anything. The meaning of magic? To her…?

She couldn't quite comprehend the purpose of such a question.

"It's okay, it matters not, you still have plenty of time to find an answer," Randolph reassured them, "Search for the answer from within your hearts."

"Yes sir."

"One more thing," Conrad spoke up, turning to speak to them, "Now this is very important, you must never leave the Academy grounds after nightfall, also the tower of sorrow and the surrounding east forest must never be entered."

"The tower of sorrow? Isn't that from the fairytale of the dragon of time and the first king?!" Liz asked in bewilderment. "A fairytale you say?" Conrad narrowed his eyes and glanced at Liz while Zen covered his mouth, fighting the urge to laugh.

"Isn't it?" Liz asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Liz it… it's real," Lillias chimed in, turning to face her sister. "Did you think it was a fairytale all this time?" She looked at Liz in amazement. "… Liz, even I know…" Loris shook her head in disbelief, she didn't find this amusing… not in the slightest. "You two must be joking…right?" Liz skeptically eyed her two sisters, the story couldn't possibly be true… right?" Her eyes glanced from her sisters to the headmaster, desperate for an answer. "Like those two said, it is no fairytale, it's a true legend." Randolph nodded affirmatively before glancing back at the girls. "Wait really, that actually happened?!" Liz exclaimed, her eyes bulging out of their sockets like saucers.

"Indeed yes, though it seems some lands believe it no more than a fairytale," Randolph let out a muffled laugh. "It's embarrassing you don't even know that much," Klaus blurted out. "…." Liz remained quiet as she looked at the ground, she tightened her grip on her hand feeling slightly embarrassed by her ignorance, Klaus's remarks were not making things easier either… but really, did he have to say that?

"Headmaster Randolph is one of the three mages who has vowed to protect the tower of sorrow," Conrad informed them.

"What? He's one of the three mages?! Liz shouted in utter shock. "Indeed I am," Randolph smirked playfully before winking at Liz. "That reminds me, I heard you three were unable to meet Klaus at the station."

"Yes, we went off on our own as soon as we arrived…. Then we ended up accidentally splitting up and… stuff happened." Liz mumbled as she averted her eyes. "Hmm yes, something of the like did happen," Lillias affirmed.

"I apologize for the acceptance letter failing to tell you the proper instructions." Randolph apologized sincerely, "I should better make sure that nothing similar happens to our provisional students in the future." He mumbled to himself. "Why was Prefect Klaus sent to the station in the first place?" Liz hesitated slightly but managed to ask the question. "Because I asked him to," Randolph replied casually.

"Oh…." Liz mumbled, unable to say anything to that. "Klaus," Headmaster Randolph took a brief glance at the blond Prefect, focusing his attention on him.

"Yes?" Klaus turned his head to face the headmaster, meeting his gaze straight on without faltering for even a second. "I would like you to continue supporting the sisters," Randolph crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair as he stared down at Klaus.

"W-what?!" Liz gasped, absolutely dreading the idea. No, she couldn't possibly handle it! She wanted to stay away from Klaus as much as possible. She didn't want to be taught by him, that would be a disaster! She couldn't let her rosy hopes of academy life shatter to pieces.

"Me sir?" Klaus Inquired.

"Yes, your assistance will prove valuable to them now and in the future, plus…" The headmaster's lips curved into a smirk, "You and Liz seem to have good synergy together."

"I don't know about that…"Liz mumbled as she fiddled with her skirt, her gaze focused on the floor beneath her feet. She couldn't comprehend how the headmaster came to that conclusion, it made no sense to her. Ever since she met the blond prefect he had only made fun of her or belittled her. Her time with the emperor Klaus had been nothing but a nightmare. She didn't want to endure being with him longer than necessary.

But surely… She wasn't the only one who thought so, right? Surely Klaus felt the same. Liz glanced over at the blond prefect, hoping to see a hint of dissatisfaction or disapproval in his face but instead, all she saw was a blank expression devoid of any hint of emotion.

"Liz, you practice Veterinary medicine, yes?" Randolph asked, looking at the brunette for confirmation. "Well um…. More or less," She responded hesitantly. "If you are able to join us as an official student I would like to guide you towards becoming a tamer of magical creatures," the headmaster offered, smiling kindly at his new student. "Really?! A tamer?!" The girl exclaimed, eyes glowing with enthusiasm, "I would love that!"

"Then study hard and that path could be yours." Randolph chuckled in amusement.

"I will!"

Randolph then turned his attention to Lillias for the briefest of moments, "As for Lillias, I believe you specialize in herbs and medicine, correct?"

The girl replied with a nod, "That's right, I find it to be an interesting and useful subject, I am also quite fond of nature in general not just medicinal plants, the differences of each species can be quite fascinating and-" She trailed off but abruptly stopped herself when she saw Schuyler clear his throat and glare her way. "My Apologies," she covered her mouth and composed herself, turning her gaze towards the ground.

"I can tell you're really passionate about nature," Randolph laughed, "In the past, there was a student who shared your enthusiasm for plants and medicine, it's quite a shame he's no longer in the Academy." He smiled wistfully as he recalled one of his old students, "The two of you would've definitely gotten along."

Lillias inquisitively glanced up at him, curious as to who this former student was, she wondered what kind of person he was. Soon, the young teenager shook those thoughts aside. At the moment, it didn't matter. Her main priority was getting officially accepted into the academy, those questions of hers would come later.

"Klaus… I know you are promised a position with the Ministry of Magical Justice, however…" Randolph paused for a second to collect his thoughts, "If you see to it that Liz is accepted, what would you say about becoming a professor in the academy?"

"…. seriously?" Klaus stared at the headmaster, stunned by the unexpected suggestion. "I am completely serious," Randolph reassured him with a big smile, observing the honor student with great attentiveness.

At that moment, prefect Klaus, who had been completely unfazed before, erupted with glee."Understood I will do everything in my power to support her."

"Please do." Randolph nodded approvingly, "That is all I have to say for now… Liz, Lillias, and Loris. I hope you enjoy the Academy life."

"Thank you, sir." Liz and Lillias gave a slight bow in his direction.

Wait… That's it?

Loris blankly stared in front of her, utterly shocked, insulted even. It was absurd, it felt like she was completely ignored.

He didn't comment about me at all! Not a single comment. Nothing, zero, zilch, nada. Dude, am I invisible or something?!

The brunette grumbled as she looked away, feeling disappointed, but… why? She didn't completely understand why. After all… she didn't even want to be here. Anything that happens from now on… means nothing.

Randolph silently watched as the students left the office, a satisfied smirk on his face as he watched the door close shut. Once there was no one around, he glanced toward the two professors, "Zen, Conrad what do you make of those three young fledglings?" He asked, his voice low and calm, his eyes focused on the doorframe.

"Well… let's see," Zen contemplated the answer for a while before continuing on, "They are quite a unique bunch, I am looking forward to teaching them, they seemed eager to start their new academy life."

"That may be true," Schuyler coldly responded. "However, I personally doubt they have what it takes to be officially accepted here."

"Eager you say…" Randolph examined the papers on his desk, carefully skimming through their contents, "I wonder about that…" he quietly mumbled to himself, getting lost in his thoughts. After a few minutes, he heard a knock on the door, "Come in."

The door creaked open as a young man with shimmering white hair stepped into the office, his uniform slightly disheveled and messy, yet he still gave off an imposing Aura, "Oh? Am I perhaps late to the party?" Prefect Lyron pushed his long white locks away from his face, "Seems like I might have lost track of time a little." He smiled towards them, seemingly completely unbothered by Professor Schuyler's icy glare.

"Ah, Lyron. I am glad that you decided to finally grace us with your presence." Randolph greeted him coolly. Schuyler narrowed his eyes as he scanned his student up and down, "As Laid-back as ever, I see," he spat the words out, completely dissatisfied with his student's code of conduct, "I will never understand how someone like you became a prefect."

"Because of my charming attitude and other-worldly looks?" Lyron replied with a mischievous smile on his lips. Schuyler's eyebrows twitched, "Stop fooling around and do your job properly."

"Roger," Lyron chuckled and then glanced over at Zen. "Well, you heard them, shall we get going, Professor?"

The black-haired professor nodded in response, "Yes, let us be in our way."

Lyron turned towards the door, he slowly opened the door to peer out into the hallway. "There haven't been many changes to the Academy since you graduated, so I am sure you'll feel right at home," he eyed Zen.

"Is that so….? I would beg to differ, many things have changed since then," Zen stated looking around him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia, "You haven't changed in the slightest though, You're as carefree as ever."

"Is that so…?" Lyron hummed, many thoughts swirling in his hands, "Perhaps so, however zen…." he trailed off, focusing his attention on the Alumni, "I cannot say the same for you, you've changed, a lot."

"Oh?" Zen stopped in his tracks, his eyes looking at Lyron quizzically. "How so?"

You were reserved and quiet when you were in the academy. I'd even argue you were slightly more…" He frowned thoughtfully, "Stoic."

"You think?" Zen laughed in response, shaking his head slightly, "Well, a lot can change in three years."

"I suppose….." Lyron mumbled before shaking his head, "Anyway," he smiled back at Zen, "let us focus on our little tour now."

After leaving the headmaster's office, the three sisters walked together in silence, following Klaus through the stretched-out hallways. Lillias silently hummed, and occasionally glanced around, taking in all the scenery.

I didn't have time to check the whole place out yesterday but the main building sure is huge…

She thought, a smile gracing her features, her eyes trailing down the marble floor.

"Um… I guess we'll be working together then." Liz glanced at Klaus, still feeling reluctant about the whole situation, it was a dreadful situation to be taught by Klaus of all people. She didn't want to imagine the days to come.

But at the same time, he was still a prefect… he could very much be a decent teacher. At least, she hoped he was.

"Just great, I loathe looking after you with every ounce of my heart," Klaus dryly stated, his gaze sweeping past the three of them for a brief moment.

"Wha-" Liz looked at the blond, completely stunned by his attitude, he was the one who agreed to this arrangement in the first place.

"This is absurd," Klaus muttered under his breath.

"Then… you could've just refused!" Liz exclaimed, her frustration getting the better of her.

With a sigh, Lillias glanced at Klaus, "You can't really complain when you already agreed, now can you prefect Klaus?" She eyed the blond prefect, her eyes somewhat colder than usual, "If you find the idea of helping the three of us so detestable you are more than welcome to go back to the headmaster and decline the offer," she stopped in her tracks, motioning back to where they came from, a small taunting smile on her face. "Nothing is stopping you."

"I would have declined from the start but the reward might be worth it," Klaus admitted, his focus on the three sisters, "I am going to make you all pass no matter what it takes." His lips then curved into a sadistic smile, "From this day forth, I will give you a special lesson every day, after class, you're going to be my slave doing anything I want."

"Huh?!" Liz stopped in her tracks, bewildered by those words. Slave? Why does she have to be one? Wasn't he supposed to be helping her and not the other way around? She didn't get it, not at all.

In all honesty, she doubted she'd ever truly understand Klaus.

"You heard me. Are we clear?'" Klaus glared towards Liz, his gaze penetrating her, it sent shivers down her spine. It felt unpleasant.

"Yes sir."

"Correct answer now, get prepared for the lesson." Klaus turned around, not bothering with this conversation any longer.

"… you're quite the sadist," Lillias glanced over at Klaus, wondering how her sister would fare with all this. Unlike Liz, she knew she didn't need Klaus' help, at least not for the time being, so she didn't have to spend as much time with him.

Though… she was somewhat curious how all this would play out in the end.

Ignoring Lillias' words, Prefect Klaus kept walking in silence keeping his thoughts entirely to himself, his face betraying no emotion.

Liz took a deep breath, trying to ignore the awkward silence but it was too suffocating,

"So… you want to be a professor am I right?"

"Yes. So that I would be able to yell and knock useless students like you back into shape." Klaus casually explained, "It would be a great stress reliever."

"Stress reliever….you say?" Lillias stopped in her tracks after hearing those words.

"… I never want to have you as a teacher as long as I live," Loris muttered under her breath, she felt a sense of relief that she wasn't in Liz's shoes.

"That's not how a professor is supposed to act…" Liz mumbled without thinking but quickly covered her mouth. "Did I hear something?" Klaus glanced back at Liz.

"N-no you didn't." Liz averted her eyes, too afraid to look at him. Maybe it would be best to remain silent, that would save her the trouble of handling Klaus… or so she thought.

Just as things began to calm down, the emblem affixed to Liz's school uniform suddenly glowed with a strange light, illuminating the girl's surroundings. "huh what's this? What's going on?!" She asked, startled by the sudden light.

"No way… it can't be." As if on cue Klaus's emblem started glowing too, a sphere of light came from each of their emblems and merged together, it exploded in an intense light sprinkling tiny fragments of light upon both Liz and Klaus.

"W…what was that?" The young brunette asked, still bewildered by the sight. "You heard the explanation… apparently, you and I are buddies now," Klaus nonchalantly replied to her question.

"Buddies… WITH YOU?!" Liz practically shouted, bringing more attention to her. All the students in the vicinity stared at them in awe, they were still processing the scene they saw.

"No way… prefect Klaus lit up?" One of the Guys asked, shocked by what he just witnessed.

"You've got to be kidding, with emperor Klaus?!" Another student blurted out.

"Who's that girl? I've never seen her before."

Their mutters and whispers grew louder and louder, their attention solely focused on Liz and Klaus.

"What? This can't be, some people graduate without finding a buddy, right?!" Liz was too startled by what was happening to pay attention to everyone's whispers.

"Some do. Some don't, you don't get to decide, it happens in an instant." Klaus stated, eying his new buddy carefully.

Of all people, why did it have to be her? He just didn't get it.

"No way…" Liz's gaze fell down towards the ground.

"Great, now I've got even more reason to worry about you." Klaus closed his eyes in frustration.

"Why?" Liz tilted her head, clearly confused by all this.

"Didn't you hear the headmaster? Our fates are Shared now, you're going to drag me down with your terrible grades. Do you know how disastrous that would be for me?"

"Oh no…" Liz mumbled to herself, she gripped her skirt as the situation slowly started to sink in.

The intensity of Klaus' glare sent a chill down her back, she could feel the pressure already.

Noticing her sister's expression, Lillias let out a sigh, "Isn't that a little too soon to speak," she focused her attention on Klaus, "Neither of us have started our first lesson, yet you already decided Liz's grades would be awful, that's not really nice you know?"

"Well, we'll see soon enough, won't we?" Klaus simply brushed off her comment, he let out a chuckle and glanced at Liz, "I am sure we'll get along really nice bunnyhead."

"…yes…sir," Liz mumbled, her face drained of color.

And with this; her rosy dreams of academy life have truly crumbled into oblivion… will Liz really be able to handle all of this…?

She sure hoped so.

"… I don't want to be Liz right now…" Loris averted her eyes. Part of her felt sorry for Liz, the other part felt relieved that she didn't have to endure this instead of her sister.

Lillias tapped Liz's back and smiled at her, "Hang in there Liz."

"Augh…." In reply, Liz simply lowered her face, trying her best to hold in her tears.

Why was it always her?

"Come on, let us be on our way," Without wasting more time, Klaus started walking through the hallway, "If you don't hurry up I'll leave you three behind."

"W- wait up!" Liz ran after him.

Lillias: "Hmm...."

Elias: "Well so much for not meeting again, your sister sure is unlucky." 

Lillias: "Yeah.... I am a little worried about her."

Elias: "As you should be, being buddies with Klaus won't be easy, that's for sure."

Lillias: "...Say Elias do you think we'll be in the same class?" 

Elias: "Great heavens, I hope not." 

Lillias: "But if we were-"

Elias: "I'd throw myself off the window."

Lillias: "Oh my, You might have to do that next chapter then." 

Elias: "....please don't tell me-"

Lillias: "Next time, "First lesson."

[numinousnic]

[IMAGE ID] An outfit for the artist’s Dungeons and Dragons character, Phoebe Hesperia-Fairbriar. There are two images, both showing Phoebe in a full-body view against a pale purple background.

Phoebe is a young half-elf woman with fair, flushed skin; long, wavy light blonde hair with sections braided back from her face; and large brown eyes. She has a heart-shaped face, slightly pointed ears, and a snub nose. Her smile shows a gap between her front teeth.

The first image is labeled "fine clothes." In it, Phoebe wears a calf-length, pale gold dress with dusty rose slippers and a golden heart-shaped locket. The dress has tiered puffed elbow-length sleeves layered over long, pale yellow sleeves; a low square neckline showing a pleated layer underneath, fastened by a pink ribbon; and large pink and yellow roses embroidered on the hem between two lace-trimmed gold ribbons. The slippers are laced with dark cream ribbons and decorated with a yellow rose on the toes.

The second image is labeled "fine clothes (alt)." Phoebe wears the same dress and slippers from the first image, along with a hooded dusty rose capelet, trimmed with cream ribbon and lace. [END ID]

Five seconds after I posted Phoebe's outfit breakdown, I realized she also had "Clothes, Fine" in her inventory... and since I have yet to pass up an opportunity to design formal wear, I had to go for those next!

[dravenxivuk]

Lyron loves his granddaughter, but he's not so keen on Roland.

[wxrldinmyeyes]

Starter Written for: Byron Wetherly (@karmalives)

Chosen Muse: Lucy Dennison

Ship Name: Lyron

Location: Living Room | Byron's Residence | Pine Ridge, South Dakota

Lucy was aware of Byron's absence and the occasional appearances he would make while making sure everything was safe and sound in Pine Ridge. She, too, had been busy doing things in town as well as traveling to other places at least once or twice a year like Florida and Greece. Once a month, she would go to Byron's house for a cleaning. Not that it needed to be clean but the smell of dust was strong enough for her to sneeze and she couldn't bear to ignore it much longer. His bedsheets were due to be washed and thankfully, she didn't have to worry about a single drop of human blood staining on the material. She hoped with all the hard work she had done, it would once again show Byron the unconditional love she has for him.

Hours went by and the sky turned dark as Lucy sat quietly on the living room sofa with Max and Cersei sleeping next to her. Cersei is a rescue dog she adopted a few years back and she's named after a character in Game of Thrones. She's a long-haired Chihuahua Papillon mix and has slowly been recovering from an unpleasant beginning of her life. Physically, mentally and psychologically. During the first few months, Lucy was unsure if Cersei and Max would get along and despite her concerns, she calmed down as she watched the two of them play together and formed a bond. For a moment, it reminded her of the family bond Byron and his sister Katherine shared since childhood. The thought of it made her smile as her fingernails gently scratched Cersei's head.

The silence in the living room ended abruptly when the front door opened and the little dog moved away from Lucy's side, her growls low and trilled. Like a motorcycle engine beginning to start. Max, on the other hand, reacted differently. Jumping off the couch, he rushed his way to the visitor, recognizing who it was. He purred and rubbed his head against his leg as a way of saying, "Welcome home."

Lucy stood up from the couch and turned around, her blue-grey eyes looking straight into another pair of blue hues. It was then she knew why Max was more excited than Cersei. Byron Wetherly is back in town. She blinked a few times, making sure she wasn't dreaming. She had to know for certain it was really him and not another supernatural being taking control of his mind and body. They had been through an experience where Nicholas possessed him over a decade ago but now that it was done and over with, all they can do is to move forward and have better, brighter days. Starting with spending as much time with the love of her life as possible.

Realizing she had been deep in thought for more than 5 minutes, Lucy's eyes blinked one last time and smiled happily as she managed to speak only one word.

"Hi."

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[elizabethoarts]

I haven't drawn him in SO long, he desperately needed a new portrait 🥺 [My OC, Lyron]