#seilos

[justalittletomato]

The artist and his Muse

@eyecandyeoz @storm89 @pixiestookourstardust @patchiefrog @hannagoldworthy @gran-maul-seizure

[seilidare]

How does one such as you draw magnificent heads!?

*#*#&@^ i have no idea??? i mean it's true that faces are THE thing i focus on the most in my art bc i want my characters to be expressive, it adds to the narrative of the whole piece + it's the most interesting thing to draw for me. for that the thing that helped the most i think is studying (real life/anime/cartoons) and incorporating expressions in the way i think would be as fitting as possible to my art style. but yeah. thank you for the compliment!

[pecadosarepiling]

The Darlings at the Lounge

(Exhibitionism, group sex, unprotected sex) (SMUT) 

@literatureandqueen @stardustbee @eyecandyeoz @gran-maul-seizure @by-the-primes @storm89

Seilos, Danica and Ava all invited to the Chiss lounge. Garbed in formal attire and closely linked. 

The trio make quite the impression. A lovely spectacle to gaze at. Many of the Chiss men have missed their Miss Oppress gracing the lounge. Tonight would be extravagant and oh so worth making the trip. 

She is bombarded with questions and hellos. She takes them all in with grace. A smile on her lips as she is poured a glass of bubbling champagne. 

Seilos and Ava are given appreciative glances. The two men dashing and Ava of course looking lovely with his dark hair long and the dusting of his freckles upon his face. 

“Ah you are the fellow Miss Oppress spoke of so fondly, her dearest Ava..” one Chiss almost purrs at him. 

Seilos reflexively hissed at the look the man gave Ava… more men it appeared. 

 Like their darling Danica, Ava was a beauty. The young man catching many an eye, Seilos enjoyed and hated that…

Ava was his and Danica’s alone…

Ava was his…

“Oh has she?” The younger unintentionally flirts, “ Good things only?”

“Only lovely things.”

Seilos wraps an arm around Ava, “ Yes only lovely things about you our darling.”

Danica gives them a  glance, Seilos was quite fired up when it came to Ava.

A shiver rang down her back, such desire her lovers shared. The lounge would make sure all desires would be met.

“Tell us, dearest Danica, are you partaking fully? Or have things changed?” They shouldn't get thier hopes up, they shouldn't wish for thier Miss Oppress to…

She sips at her drink a shy smile on her lips, “ My darlings want only my joy, they understand my needs.”  The group she is talking to begins and their excited chatter.

Danica’s needs they knew well, they entertained those needs many a time. 

“Get a room ready.” One calls. 

“Bring our darling Danica more champagne.” Another adds. 

Danica giggles as her flute is filled again, she would need the bubbles.

—-

Ava blushes at Seilo's heated kiss, “ Don’t worry I can’t think of another man beside you…”

Hidden in one of the alcoves is the two Chiss. The two are enveloped in the arms of the other. Seilos can sense the envious eyes as the other Chiss look at his beautiful Ava. He glares at them and a smile hints at his lips. Ava was his darling.

Speaking of darlings…

Danica was giggling and gently invited to the private room. The group of Chiss admirers smiling and coaxing her softly to follow. 

—-

Ava is unsure how he ended up here but there he was about ready to see their darling Danica being shared by a group of men.

—

Her lips are kissed, gently nipped at by the men. Her dress is tugged away, the lacy lingerie below brushed away. 

She lets out a moan as they begin to fondle her breasts. A little mewl when they spread her legs and begin to play with her clit. 

—

 Ava felt himself get hard at the sight, seilos pulled him close and kissed his cheek.

“She looks divine with them, as do you getting so excited.”

Ava whimpered as Seilos palmed him. “Enjoy it Ava, watch our darling get fucked.”

–

There is the sound of pants being undone, Ava looking shly at the sight of two of the Chiss half dressed and the other two completely nude. His eyes glowed bright at the sight of the cocks their Danica would enjoy.

She signals for them to start. The Chiss hiss and push at another for the first turn. 

Danica gives out a cry when the victor climbs atop her and thrusts deeply inside. 

—-

Danica was in heaven….

These men ravished her, filling her to her hearts content. The 4 Chiss taking turns. At times two at once. One pounding her cunt the other filling her mouth….

They praised her, and thanked her for letting them worship her form. 

Every bit of her aflame in pleasure.

A soft mewl alerts her that her dearest loves were there.

She looked. Moaning and causing the man inside her to cum.

Seilos was taking Ava! Oh maker her darlings were making love as she was shared among these men.

Ava and Seilos’s  pants were neatly put on the floor. The younger Chiss moaning as he bounced on Ava’s lap. Cock hard and leaking precome.

Her mind was pleasurably numb, her Seilos and Ava making love to the sight of her?!

—

Their screams and shouts of pleasure echoed in the room….

The Darlings Gang has made themselves known….such an arrangement was agreeable 

The three smiling as they lay on the shared bed. All of them undressed and kissing tenderly. 

There’s men waiting at the door. Dancia giggles and shoos away her darlings for the moment. 

—

[doodling-doodle]

I'm sorry, my sweet baby, I wish I'd been there...

So I got this idea from this post by @wewere-here and got permission to write and post this

I am so excited for this one

"Wanderlust! Are you here?" The Traveler called out as he walked through the halls of the hotel, trying to find his son. The boy was always somewhere- his name truly fit him- and he was always trying to keep track of him and make sure he wasn't hurt. He loved his boy with all his heart, but he was a little naive at times...

"Wander?"

He hummed softly, trying to summon Discoball to see if he could find Wanderlust... but they never appeared. Odd.

He had checked his room, the rehearsal studio, all the most common places that he would normally be... Now he was worried.

He walked down to the lobby, and it was empty. He knew Wander was here not long ago.

"Where did you go...?" He whispered, looking around.

He heard something from outside, and he sighed in slight relief. He might have just gotten back.

He went outside- when did it get so late, it was already dark out?- and he looked around for Wanderlust on the staircase for a second.

"Wanderlust!" He called out, shaking his head as he walked down the staircase, looking to the path to the pond... he heard something out there.

"Please tell me that's you..." He mumbled, sighing as he walked down the path, hearing thunder as he got closer to the pond.

"Wander, it's about to rain! Are you out here?" He called out, "Are you hurt? Come on, we need to get-"

He wasn't at the pond... the water was glowing.

He slowly approached the water, seeing the water slowly turn black and red.

"Wander...? He asked cautiously, kneeling down, "This isn't funny..."

He touched the water, seeing it slowly morph into an image... a moving image.

It was Wanderlust. Was it? No, it couldn't have been... The clothes didn't look like his, the dance wasn't his own, his hair was down...

It was Wanderlust. His skin was blue, his hair still had the blue streaks... he was wearing a crown.

Who did this? What-

As he started thinking that, the image changed to be earlier that day, when Wanderlust was still in the Hotel. He passed Discoball to Sara... or he thought he did.

He passed them to Night Swan, who was disguised as Sara...

"No..."

She corrupted Discoball, took Sara, and corrupted her. While Wanderlust was watching. He got Brezziana and Mihaly for help, but Night Swan stopped him from getting Jack...

They went to where Sara was to try and get her out... only to be corrupted as well.

"No, no, no, no..."

Jack had ran to try and stop the ship from sailing... he was too late.

This was a message from Jack, who was now going through Eternyx to get his own backup.

It went back to Wanderlust, who was still on Night Swan's ship... He had to look at his son as he was ripped from him.

He felt tears in his eyes, and he tried to wipe them away before they fell, but he couldn't. They kept falling no matter what he did.

"Baby... Wander..."

He cried into his hands, shaking his head as he did. He couldn't close his eyes and he couldn't look back into the water. If he closed his eyes, he'd see Wander's precious face, his sparkling eyes, his sweet smile, his darling little laughs. If he looked into the water, he'd see what was ripped away from him... By Night Swan. By Leda.

She took his son from him... This was her fault... This was...

No. This was his fault. He brought Leda here all those years ago. He did this.

This was all his fault.

He screamed into the sky, falling to the ground as he held his medallion- the medallion he shared with Wanderlust.

"I'm so sorry, Wander...!" He screamed as he cried harder, his tears falling to the ground.

He wanted this to be a dream- Oh, Seilos, please be a dream, please just be a nightmare. Please be a dream so he could wake up and run to Wander's room and he could hug him.

"What have I done...?"

He looked back at the pond, seeing his child slipping from him. Was it painful? being turned into that?

"What have I done?!"

Where was he? Where was Jack? Where was Si'ha- he needed to find them, he needed to help them, he needed to get his baby back before it was too late.

"I'm sorry, my son..." He whispered, trying to dry his eyes as he sat back up, kneeling over the water, "I'm sorry I failed you..."

He should have been there. He should have kept him safe. He should have been paying more attention, and now, his baby was in danger.

And it was his fault.

He needed to get to Eternyx.

[theclotizine]

✨ CONTRIBUTOR SPOTLIGHT: Seilo 🌱

Up next on our incredible lineup is the one, and only @seilidare! Seilo's unique and colorful style brings out such a romantic side to CloTi. We know you'll love Seilo's contribution - it features our favorite couple in Gongaga! 😉

[ffladieszine]

✨ CONTRIBUTOR SPOTLIGHT 💎

💛💜 Meet one of our talented page artists, @seilidare!

We are so honored to feature Seilo's vibrant and captivating illustrations! Stay tuned to see all the beautiful ladies that she'll be drawing in the project. 😉👑

[theconstellationsinyourskin]

I drew @seilos's Lucero ^-^

[tifazine]

🐬 ARTIST SPOTLIGHT 🗺

Please welcome the talented @seilidare as one of our Page Artists! 🎒 Seilo brought Tifa to Wutai to meet up with Yuffie 🍡 We are honoured to have her on board with us 💙

🧭 Insta & Twitter: seilidare

[justalittletomato]

The Knight and the Librarian

[asklunarwind]

I just noticed that you are all the primary colors. :o If you had the option, would you want to be a different color?

Ally: We are, aren't we?? Though, judging by the response here, I suppose we're fine as we are! Karono: Not a problem for you, since you like blue so much. Ally: H-Hey! Seilo: He does have a point~ Ally: Hmm, how would we look as secondary colors..? Ooh!! I should draw that-- dibs on purple!

[lwcrossing]

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted, and I still do not have the means to play yet, but here are some AC doodles of the Team LunarWind boys to hold y’all over~ 8′’D

[seilidare]

Hello everyone! My name is Seilo and I’m an artist who posts most of the time on twitter! I draw for both FF7 and Honkai Impact 3 (mainly Cloti and Kiamei) but I have a wide array of interests hehe. I’ll still be mostly active on twi but I’ll post my drawings here too from now on!

https://twitter.com/seilidare

[pecadosarepiling]

It was something Danica stumbled across, living doll.

She watched with interest, the concept intriguing but the depiction of it was not up to her standard of what she thought it should be.

Ava and Seilos listen eagerly to what she has to say about the matter.

“A living doll…”

“Use you as we wish?”

“Dress you as we like?”

Their hands start to wander, “Firstly our doll needs a pretty outfit.”

——-

A soft blue bow about her neck. The dress of cotton and frilled. They even took the care to put stockings and garters on her. Danica blushing at the playful snaps and eagerness the men had dressing her up.

Danica had a little addition of her own tying on the tag on her bow. She waited patiently in the armchair for Ava and Seilos to make their entrance.

—/

Dani Dolly “Dress me, play and use me as you like”

Seilos and Ava had their eyes glowing bright at the tag Dani put on herself.

“Someone left us a gift.”

“What a pretty doll.” A hand stroking her cheek.

“Such a beauty.” One twirling one of her curls.

Danica stayed still as she could, resisting a purr or whine.

“She would look ever so pretty to have a tea party with.” Selios chimed in.

“The next time, we will get her a even grander dress for that. Let’s see our doll more throughly.”

Danica is gently picked up from the arm chair to the duvet. Laid out for them.

She’s so soft! Seilos exclaimed eagerly touching Danicas chest.

“Let me feel.” Both men groping at her chest. Danica bit back a moan.

—-

They checked her over, exploring and curious.

What a wonderful work of art. Danica’s pretty dress taken off and neatly folded.

Ribbon and stockings left on. Both men had taken a turns sucking and playing with her tits.

They had stripped out of their pants. They wanted to play with her more. Use her as they wished. She was their Doll after all.

“Oh she makes pretty sounds when you stick your cock in her.” Ava groaned. Danica played along. Moaning and gently moving with Ava’s thrusts.

“Does she?”

Danica opened her mouth and moaned as Seilos sunk his cock past her lips.

——

Such a wonderful Doll for them to play and use. Sucking Seilos off and getting pounded by Ava.

Danica loved this….

Loved as they used her so tenderly and with such excitement.

Danica mewled as both men came, her mouth filling and cunt as well.

“I want to try her mouth….”

“Let me try her pussy.”

They played with their Dani Dolly nonstop. Dani Cumming and gasping thereafter.

She loved this so much….

She loved being their Doll…

@gran-maul-seizure 🫣🫣🫣🫣 I blame you

[doodling-doodle]

So remember this fic from a while ago?

Yeah, well have this now

(Warning: Wanderlust is a ghost, a semi-graphic description of a dead body)

---

Wanderlust blinked as he opened his eyes, and he was... confused. Where was he? He just died, he was stabbed and bled out- which was very painful. What happened...?

He sat up, looking at himself. He wasn't covered in blood. He was in his favorite clothes- his more "Classic" clothes, but, pure purple trousers instead of his shorts, the necklace that Jack had given him, his crown off, and his hair braided down the sides. It was his favorite look now.

He finally registered sobbing in his ears, and he realized he was still on the floor in the room of Swan Tower, where he just bled out... But... He bled out, what-

He looked over, seeing... Oh, Seilos.

Sara, Brezz, Mihaly, and Jack were over... his dead body. His stomach covered in blood, golden stains on his clothes from it.

He couldn't believe it... He was a ghost. There was a life waiting for him after he left them... But...

They all looked so heartbroken. They were all holding onto him somehow, Sara was holding his left hand, Mihaly was holding his right, Brezz was holding onto his arm while Jack had his head and neck resting on his legs. They were all crying, Sara was stroking his hand, Jack was brushing out his hair.

"We... We need to get to Si'ha." Jack said, "We need to... tell her what happened."

Mihaly nodded, standing as Jack opened a portal to her palace.

"Can you all... go?" Jack said, "I just... want a second alone with him."

They all nodded, going through the portal, and running for Si'ha.

Wanderlust slowly moved towards Jack and his dead body, seeing Jack smile softly.

"Are you at peace now...?" Jack asked, "I can't imagine it was quick... Not with all the blood... Was it your knife? The one I gave to you...?"

"No. No, it wasn't." Wanderlust said, trying to hold Jack's hand, "It's still in my boot..."

"Can't be... Not the right... shape to be." Jack said, quickly looking away from the wound.

It was true. The knife Jack gave him was a dagger, while his Father's was a single-bladed knife. Wider and longer.

"Well... I guess I should get you to the palace, right?" Jack said, "Let's go, my star." He picked him up, carrying him as if he was just asleep, or if he was tired. Oh, he wished he could tell Jack how much he truly loved this. He always jokingly said that it wasn't necessary, and Jack would always say that he deserved rest, that he was always on his feet, that he deserved to be treated like the prince he was.

He never got to tell Jack how much he truly appreciated it.

Jack went through the portal, and he followed, seeing his mom running down the staircase, calling out his name as Jack set the body on the couch.

"Let me help him, I can help him!" His mom yelled, kneeling down over him.

"No, you can't, mom..." He said, though it fell on no one's ears.

He watched as his mom tried everything she knew to restart his heart, to make him breathe again, anything... It was too late.

"No... No, no, no! This shouldn't be happening!" His mom yelled, "Why aren't you waking up?!! You're supposed to wake up!!"

He sighed, kneeling down next to her and tearing up.

"NO! Wake up!! Darling, wake UP!!" His mom yelled, shaking his body. He could almost feel it.

"I'm sorry, mom..."

"He's gone." Jack said, breathing heavily as he looked down at his now oddly peaceful face, "He's fucking gone, Si'ha..."

She screamed, wailing over his body as she held his hand, head on his chest as she cried.

"Who did this?! Who killed my baby?!" She yelled.

"Your husband." Jack said, sobbing as he slid down the couch, sitting on the floor, "He did this..."

"No." His mom said, "No- Jack, tell me that's a lie."

"He said that... he had to make sure Night Swan stayed dead... So The Chosen One had to die." Jack said, tears steadily going down his face.

"No..." His mom whispered, gently cradling his face, "He... He killed our son."

Wanderlust sighed, trying to hug his mom, trying to wipe her tears... feel her warmth one last time.

"Oh... I'm so sorry..." She whispered, kissing his forehead, "I wish I could have helped you..."

"I'm sorry, mom..." He said, "Please don't blame yourself..."

"So... Where will we bury him?" Jack asked, moving closer to her.

"Under his tree." His mom replied, "His favorite tree..."

Just next to the pond on the palace grounds, there was a gorgeous apple tree. He often sat out there, calming himself, or writing songs, or drawing. He'd sometimes spend some time picking all the apples he could, giving the staff a bit of a break when it came to some of the food. It was his favorite place on the palace grounds.

"We'll clean him up and have his funeral soon." His mom said.

"Let me. Please." Jack pleaded, "I just want my final moments of touching him to be taking care of him. I'll get him stitched up and in different clothes..."

His mom nodded softly, holding him close, "Thank you for all you've done for him... He was truly the happiest I've ever seen him with you."

That was true. He'd never been so happy in his life as he had been with Jack. He wanted the last memory Jack had of him to be one he wanted. One that... maybe wasn't happy, but something he would at least enjoy a little.

"I was the happiest I've ever been... with him." Jack said, smiling softly as he wiped his eyes, "He was the best thing that ever happened to me...."

"And you were to him."

Jack smiled, fully pulling away from his mom as he looked up at his dead body again.

"Let me get him cleaned up." Jack said, "Need to get it done now..." He stood, gently kissing his cheek- which he swore he felt- and picking him up to take him upstairs to his room. He paused before following, seeing Sara, Brezz, and Mihaly all crying, huddled on the floor together, holding each other.

Well... if he was right about there being a life waiting for him, maybe he was right about being able to go into their dreams, too...?

He finally went upstairs with Jack, almost running to catch up with him, hearing soft words were being spoken to his body. Maybe it was for his own comfort. Maybe it was just him spending as long as he could talking to him... He wondered if Jack knew he was there. Could he feel him?

"Now let's get you looking better." Jack said, closing the door to his room and laying him on his bed.

He decided to sit on his vanity, watching as Jack slowly cut through the clothes left from Night Swan, looking over the injuries.

"Oh... Oh, my star, I'm so sorry..." Jack said, shaking his head, "Let me wash you up. Get that thing off your face... looking like you again."

Jack went into his bathroom, got a washcloth and found a bowl to fill with water before walking back out to the bed, sitting over him, starting with the easy part of washing off the diamond. Which shockingly worked.

Then all the blood on his stomach. It made the water in the bowl sparkle slightly.

He watched as Jack found his medical kit, and threaded his needle carefully stitching the wound and taping it down to make it flat. Likely so it wouldn't show through his clothes.

"There you go, star." Jack whispered, softly kissing his stomach over the wound, "Look better already."

He smiled softly, almost giggling when he felt the phantom kiss on his stomach, "Thanks, Rosebud." He said, leaning forward and watching as Jack sifted through his wardrobe.

"Let's see, where's that shirt you like?" Jack said, half to himself. Wanderlust almost wanted to guide him to the shirt, it was to the left of him.

"There it is." He picked it up, taking it off the hanger and going to sit him up on the bed, kissing over his entire face softly as he slipped the shirt on him, rebuttoning it and smoothing it out, "Much better, right?"

"Yeah, it is..." Wanderlust had no idea how ghosts worked, but he had to wonder if something had any idea that Jack was going to change him into these clothes.

"Seilos, your closet is so unorganized." Jack said, looking for his trousers and boots, "I should... clean it up a little..."

"You don't have to..." He mumbled.

Jack shook his head, finally finding what he was looking for, smiling and standing as he went back over to the bed, sitting down and softly rubbing Wanderlust's leg. Okay, he could definitely feel that one.

"Okay. Let's see..." Jack whispered, softly taking off the shoes that he had on, setting them on the floor and sighing, taking his knife out to slice through his trousers.

"Shame. I actually looked pretty good." Wanderlust said, huffing out a chuckle. "But... This is better. For all of us."

Jack sighed, managing to move his body around enough to get the new trousers on him, and he smoothed them out, laying him back down, "Better... Like you again, huh?" He asked, smiling, "Now, your pretty boots, let's grab them."

He sighed softly, watching as Jack started to pick them up, then heard something shifting in the right boot.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered, "I wanted to keep it hidden... I'm sorry I didn't keep it on me... I didn't want to lose it."

He reached in, pulling out the knife that was left in there...

"The one I gave you..." Jack said softly, holding it and shaking his head. Then he smiled, softly placing it back in his boot as he slipped it on his foot.

"You keep it, okay?" Jack said, "You need it. And I know you loved it."

"Oh, I do."

Jack sighed, slipping his other boot on and standing from the bed.

"Wander... I..." He sniffled, "I'm sorry, my sweet star..."

"It wasn't your fault..." Wanderlust said softly, trying to stand and hold his hand. He couldn't look at him. Jack wouldn't be able to look back at him.

"Wander... there were so many things I wanted to say to you. And ask you... And I'm sorry I couldn't. I wanted to wait until the right moment..."

"I'm sorry, too, rosebud..."

"If... If you were... here... I would make this better. In front of our friends and... prepared more... Hell... I told Brezz I was planning it and I asked her to help me with it... She was sure that... you would say yes."

Wait... What...?

"Jack..."

He kneeled down, holding his left hand, slipping his glove off.

"Wander, I love you more than anything..." Jack whispered, "I love you more than life itself. You were... are... My everything. You aren't just my star, you are my sky... And I want... the rest of my life with you." He sobbed, reaching into his pocket.

"So... Prince Wanderlust Nova..." He saw a small box in Jack's hand, and he gasped slightly as he opened it.

"Will you marry me...?"

It was a gorgeous ring, the band made of platinum, and two jewels, almost forming a "Yin-Yang" with them. One was a sapphire, the other a ruby. He saw their names engraved on the band... It was beyond gorgeous.

"Jack..." He teared up, watching as he cried, pressing his forehead into his hand, holding it tight.

"I'm so sorry..." Jack whispered, pulling back softly, "Because now I don't get the answer..."

He smiled softly, wiping his tears...

"Yes. Yes, I'll marry you..." He whispered, trying to lean on Jack's side, "I will... I will..."

"I'm sorry..." Jack said again, taking the ring, "I know this is selfish..."

He slipped it on his finger, and he looked down at his hand to see it appearing on his ghostly form.

"But I can't... let it go to waste... And I know I won't be able to look at both of them..."

He pulled out another ring, slipping his own glove off and the ring on.

"But I can't move on from you. So... I will stay connected to you. Forever."

"And I will love that." Wanderlust whispered, "I love you, rosebud..."

"I love you, my star. I love you so much..." Jack said, standing and slipping both of their gloves back on, "I have a feeling you'll be buried tomorrow... I'll try and see you one last time before that." He leaned down to kiss his lips softly, "I love you... goodbye."

He slowly walked out of the room, softly closing the door as he sobbed, shaking his head.

"Jack..." Brezz said softly, making him turn, "You didn't have to-"

"I did... it was the least I could do since... I couldn't stop this from happening."

"This isn't your fault, Jack." Brezz said, holding his arms softly, "What matters is... he's not hurting anymore. Maybe he's already moved on. In his next life..."

Wanderlust smiled, watching as Jack loosened, hugging Brezz as he sighed.

"We should... try and get some rest. Sara's still here, I... don't know if she's going to go back."

"I don't know if she should stay..." Jack said, "I don't think she should... not after what happened..."

"I agree." Wanderlust said, sighing.

"We'll talk to her about it." Brezz said, "Go get some sleep, okay? I'm sure Si'ha will... bury him in the morning. The staff are already getting the casket."

Jack nodded, "I'll... I'll see you tomorrow... Get some rest."

He turned, going to the room he had in the palace, and Wanderlust followed, watching as Jack sat on his bed, slowly undressing and laying down in shorts and a t-shirt, and he watched as he cried his eyes out for the third time today.

"Jack..." He sat on the bed, sniffling, "I hate seeing you sad... Please... She's right, I'm not hurting..."

But Jack wouldn't know that.

He ended up leaving the room after Jack passed out, and he went back to his own to see Discoball lying next to him, quietly beeping as they tried to nuzzle in his arms.

"Disco..." He whispered, sighing, "I'm sorry, bud."

But... Disco looked up. And straight at him. And they glew brighter as they flew up.

Wait.

"Can... Can you see me...?"

They nodded, happily flying around him.

"Disco, you..." He sighed, "You can see me..."

They happily tried to nuzzle his side, beeping and trilling. But they both knew that he wasn't really there.

He huffed out a chuckle, looking at them, "You promise me you'll be okay, right?"

They nodded.

"I need you to promise me that you'll look after all of them. Stay by Jack's side. I need you to ask Mom for her to make you... his. He needs you... You'll remind him of me."

They trilled, smiling and floating around again.

"Thank you. For everything." He said softly, "You were always there... You were the best little buddy I could have asked for..." He smiled, sobbing softly, "I love you..."

They looked like they wanted to say "I love you too."

"Go to Jack, okay?" He asked, and they nodded, immediately teleporting to his room to wait for him to wake up.

Wanderlust sighed, going back to the ballroom of the palace. It was empty now... apart from his casket on a pedestal. He'll likely be placed in there tomorrow morning.

At least it was pretty.

Out of curiosity, he went out of the palace, going to the pond and to the tree where he would be buried... The hole was already dug.

"Guess it's happening..." He sighed to himself.

"I'm really sorry, your highness."

He froze up, slowly turning around to see who said that. Who else could see him- okay, now it made sense. It was a skeleton in a red, torn-up dress, a red hat with blue feathers, and orange hair.

"Who..." He started, and she giggled.

"Sorry. I'm Dolores!" She said, "I am... Well, one of the people that helps the dead move on."

"Move on...?" He asked, "To... where...?"

"To the afterlife!" She stepped closer to him, "This is what we call "The In-between"! Normally this is where people decide if they want to try and make their final wishes happen, or go someplace one last time- whatever they want... Or if they just want to go on to the afterlife."

He blinked, shaking his head softly, "I... What's in the afterlife...?"

"Well... I can show you."

"I don't want to go yet."

She smiled, "You don't have to stay! If you're curious, I'll just show you!" She said, opening a portal to, what he guessed, was the afterlife.

It looked... gorgeous. Just purely gorgeous. A bright night sky of blues, pinks, and purples, stars littered across it. He swore there were a few constellations, but not any he knew. It seemed like there were buildings, streets, sky bridges, and even trams. The lights looked dim, yet gave off good lighting. It looked almost like Dancity. It almost looked like the cities of all the Danceverses put together in harmony.

"Wow..." He whispered.

"Well?"

"It's beautiful."

She smiled, "Then what are you waiting for, darling? Come on-!"

"No." He said firmly now.

She frowned slightly, "Why not?"

"I want... to stay here for my friends. I can't leave them... I can't leave Jack yet." He said, looking down, "I want to be here until they can come with me..."

"Well..." She shrugged, "I can't stop you. But, there are many, many people that will be glad to see a new friend when you finally come to our world."

"You'll be waiting for a while."

"That's your choice... Chosen One."

He smiled softly, "Thank you, Dolores... Will you come and visit me? I'd like to see you again..."

"Of course!... can I ask what you plan on doing while you're here?"

"I... want to try and visit my friends..."

She smiled brightly, stepping closer and holding his shoulders, "There is a way to do that!" She said, "That's one of the main reasons people stay here! To say goodbye, or- anything like that! It's natural. And therefore, ghosts almost have... an instinct to do it? They just know how to, almost."

He smiled, nodding softly, "Thank you... I'll... let them have tonight to try and sleep. Tomorrow... I'll try."

"Goodluck, Your Highness!"

"Please. Wanderlust is fine."

She giggled, "Sure thing, Wanderlust... I'll be back soon!" She said as she turned around, running out of sight as Wanderlust sighed, looking back at the deep hole next to his tree.

He heard footsteps behind him, and he turned to see a few of the palace staff walking up. He knew they had his gravestone.

"What a tragedy." One of them said as the stone was placed at the top of the grave, "He was so young..."

"I wouldn't be shocked if we hear about the death of The Traveler within the next few weeks." The other said, "I don't think they will be letting this slide."

"Of course not. The man murdered his own child and left him to die alone... Do you think he really was?"

"Likely. If they didn't find him in time to help him, they didn't find him alive at all."

But... he wasn't alone when he took his last breath. They were with him. He knew they were.

"They are just kids... all of them are." The first guard said, "I'm worried about them all... I hope Queen Nova allows them to stay for a while longer. I think they need it."

"I think she will... she has a soft spot for them." The other replied, sighing, "Let's go..."

The two of them walked off, and Wanderlust knelt down in front of the stone, looking at what it said.

"Forever in our hearts and minds...

Prince Wanderlust Nova

Son, fighter, friend, and lover of his soulmate.

1997-2024

You will be missed, sweet angel"

He sighed, standing back up and shaking his head.

He was no fighter. He couldn't protect himself. He couldn't protect his friends.

He was a friend. He had made many, and he hoped they'd all remember him well.

He was a son. He knew that his mother loved him, though... now he doubts of his father loving him. At least, genuinely loving him.

He was a lover. He loved his soulmate. Jack was his soulmate, and he left him behind...

Hopefully, he wouldn't hate him for it once they got to meet again.

But for now... he'd stay out here. He'd stay until his funeral, where, more than likely, all of the Danceverse's would be attending.

He wondered if his father would be there.

...

"Hello, sleeping beauty." Jack said when he entered Wanderlust's room, "Guess what? They're letting me be part of this. I get to carry you to your fancy casket."

Wanderlust smiled softly, watching as Jack carefully moved him around to pick him up.

"Like the Prince you are..." Jack said softly, sighing, "It's time, pretty boy."

He stood from his bed, following Jack as he slowly carried him out of his room, out to the staircase leading to the ballroom.

"Woah..." He whispered to himself, seeing just how many people were there. It almost looked like Danceverse's were grouped together. They lined the stairs, lined the whole room, and the balconies, leaving a single path down the center of the room, to his casket, and out of the palace.

He didn't think about it until now, but, Jack looked... different. And sounded different. His eyes were puffy, his voice was hoarse. He was dressed in a black suit, his glove hiding what was clearly a ring on his left hand, his hair was brushed but clearly hadn't been washed, and he didn't have any earrings. He didn't think about it until now... because he started noticing everyone else looked like that. Sara's hair was fully down, while Mihaly put their's up to hide that it was so messy. Brezziana's normally curly hair was a rat's nest, and his mother looked as though she hadn't even slept.

And all the people in attendance looked just as... shocked? Well, he supposed that made sense, the Prince dying- being murdered suddenly.

He watched as Jack started walking down the stairs slowly, almost looking afraid that he would drop him if he was too quick. He was barely holding it together, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. He could hear whispers from him, likely just saying goodbye.

He followed the slow pace behind Jack, and watched as everyone put their heads down as he was placed in his casket, and it was closed as Jack laid his head down on it.

There was a minute of silence before the guards took the casket and carried it outside. His mother walked up behind Jack, holding onto him from behind as they followed to the pond- all of them...

He heard... so many cries. So many voices talking, so many people just... watching. People he hadn't even met yet, all here... for him.

His mother, Jack, and his friends were closest to his grave, watching as everyone quietly paid their respects to him.

He didn't think he deserved it. He knew he was the Prince, he was a hero in everyone's eyes... But he wasn't a hero. Not to himself. He was just... Wanderlust. He was a failure from the start... He put everyone in danger- he didn't deserve his friends... He didn't deserve any of this, even if he was the Prince...

He was just someone with a crown and a medallion in his own eyes. He wasn't supposed to mean anything.

But... at least he had his friends. and Jack... Jack...

Maybe he'd save visiting him for last. Just to... build up some confidence in doing it, and... see his boyfrie-... fiance.

Yeah... he liked that.

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Seilo Named to All State Team

Peter Loch ‘19

The Cubs varsity football kicker Niccollo Seilo was selected for the Michigan High School Football Coaches Association All State Team. As a captain and senior on the team can’t think of anyone better to earn this distinction.

This past season was a building season for the Cubs. There was a lot of change with Coach Matt Lewis starting in his first year as Head Coach. With a whole new system being implemented it took the Cubs a little bit to get adjusted. But throughout the twisting and turning season there was always one constant that came with the Cubs, great kicking.

Being the kicker can sometimes be a thankless job, it can be a job that is overlooked and seen as not important in the grand scheme of things.

I can not stress enough how important Niccollo Seilo was to this football team. It was always great for our defense when the opposing offense has to start on the twenty yard line because Niccollo would just kick it in the end zone for a touchback. Nicollo was always solid on extra points, he went perfect for the season on PAT’s. It was a huge momentum swing whenever he would hit a big field goal. He was consistent and that is what all good kickers need to be. Because of this consistency he was rightly recognized as the best kicker in Division 2.

Now with the season over Niccollo is looking towards college where he has attracted interest from many coaches around the country. He deserves to play at the next level and I’m very excited to watch him kicking bombs on Saturday’s.