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#I named the hero Cyrus
doodlesdreaming · 1 month
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Bad brain demons trying to get the best of me. So more of the dragon boyfriends.
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I keep thinking about that Schismist Soldier (because he's a meow meow) and in the possible event that we may never see him again I decided to add a PART THREE to his saga to eventually marry i mean defeat the Young Wizard once and for all. So buckle up for this messed up love/hate story.
We start off on his relaxing vacation that he promised everyone he would take after his second defeat at the hands of his One True Nemesis. He needed a break from his obsession i mean his career and all those thoughts about us isn't really good for him now is it??? So he's going to go to whatever the Wizard version is for Peru to take his mind off things! What fun!
But it doesn't work :((( because everything, EVERYTHING reminds him of The Young Wizard. The sheer AUDACITY to haunt his every waking moment, his thoughts and dreams when he was trying to FORGET you!!! He can't even relax when he's thinking about YOU all the time!!! Ugh!!!
So he just says "Alright fuck it I guess" and he decides (for the 80th time) that he's going to get rid of you PERMANENTLY this time, so that he could finally triumph over you and then be free! So he hatches up a plan, see? A genius plan, a plan that will SURELY cause you the most humiliation and agony possible!!!
He is going to enroll. In the very school that you started out as a fledgling. He will apply to study in your primary Magic School and he will quickly climb the ranks, proving to be a BETTER wizard than you ever were!! He'll RUIN your reputation amongst your peers using his dazzling intellect and unmatched skills, and then when the time is right he'll BEAT you at your own game, making you weep and cry in shame and fright before he FINALLY finishes you off!!! IT'S THE PERFECT CRIME!!!!
Que the Schismist Soldier learning the third rank spell of your primary magic school (Storm Shark in my case) and then he just cackles maniacally with crazed eyes before he fucks off into his dorm to bask in his future glory. The people that know him think he's funny and weird. He mutters our name over and over again at lunch and people just think he's a fan. He draws multiple pictures of us and furiously crosses them out with red ink and nobody gives a shit. Let him have his fun I guess
(I like to imagine that he doesn't even unmask himself when he goes undercover as a student of Ravenwood, he just straight up shows in his Schism armor and people think he's cosplaying as someone they've never heard of before. He truly is pathetic and I love him dearly for it)
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villainsidestep · 28 days
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smth smth fawn’s self rivalry in the siblings!au
#gideon shut the hell up challenge#bc we keep randomly thinking abt how Absolutely Devastating the museum is in sibs!au it ofc led to#us thinking abt the heartache of having to see river take up the sidestep name#to have (who you think is) some stranger waltz in and just stake a claim on arguably the single most important thing in your life#(read: the sidestep name bc it’s all you have left of ur brothers)#BUT. then we started thinking abt how they Also take up the sidestep name again#and the agonizing self-loathing and Constant Mourning that they go through every time they commit a crime#bc it’s not just their own hero memory who they are corrupting and bastardizing but Their Brothers’……..#fawn in the sibs!au is literally the equivalent of being so broken and bloodied and still dragging yourself onward#bc what other choice do you have?#ALSO !!!! bc we love to discuss fawn treating destroying the exhibition as a self-inflicted funeral.#knowing that in the sibs!au they probs only intended to remove their own self ?? but spare cyrus and river’s??#except then cyrus goes and blows up the fucking museum !!!!!!#I know for a fact they’re too busy helping w evacuations to actually manage to detour and save any of it too#bc they def would’ve considered it. genuinely inconsolable later when ric talks to them abt it.#bc here’s the thing. it may not have happened in actual book canon but I know in my heart he would sit them down and explain that nothing#of the sidestep exhibit could be recovered. which is fine for Just fawn but when u include the brothers ??? absolutely not#angie also is the one who chases fawn off which makes it even more fun bc they Just run from her they don’t super fight#and genuinely…. idk if they could have right then !!!! I think they’d be way too distracted and shocked to manage it#keeping up with the beckers
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Late night thoughts about my son Beauregard Sawyer
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honestly i think it’d be really sexy of cyrus to just kill alexius off screen while champions of the just is happening
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nelkcats · 1 year
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Cyrus & Boreas
Spirits of the elements
The earth has been in a very delicate balance for a couple of years now, despite constant reminders of extinction, only magic users know what is really going on with temperatures, sometimes too hot or too cold.
It had been years since Amity Park ceased to exist, years since the land where the old town was located was inhabited, now it was just a wasteland, the city practically moved into the Infinite Realms, it turns out that its inhabitants were so exposed to ectoplasm that when they died almost everyone became a ghost.
For years Vlad and Danny had come to an agreement, just watching the earth, seeing new heroes come and go, but they were both getting bored of it, missing their old rivalry, the thrill of chasing each other, they also missed visiting their dimension. It was, after all, half of their home.
Seeing the problem of global warming and how damaged the earth was, Clockwork presented them a solution. It turns out that when you were properly connected to your core you could take an animal form, and expand your element where you stepped, or around you. Frostbite and the yetis taught Danny more about it, Pandora and the greeks ended up teaching Vlad.
It was the beginning of their competition, apparently Acropolis of Athens and Far Frozen had an old rivalry too, so they were more than happy to teach them how to deal in a friendly way (still a dangerous fighting but apparently that was the most friendly possible without killing each other)
This power wasn't something ghosts would practice very often, because it would expend too much energy and ectoplasm, it wasn't like Dora's amulet or Amorpho special talent at all, ¿the good part? The halfas were characterized by having energy to spare.
With that resolved, Clockwork tasked them with taking care of the earth's temperatures, so a few times a year (mostly on winter and summer solstice days), Vlad and Danny would choose a specific animal and run across the earth, the places where Vlad stepped warmed up in an instant, the places Danny walked were filled with snowflakes and cold.
The animal forms they liked to take the most were extinct or mythological creatures, sometimes they changed to be opposite species, at other times they were the same.
The magic users named it "The Cyrus & Boreas Phenomenon", when Danny heard about it he was excited by his name being so similar to the Northern Lights, while Vlad sulked for having a Persian name while being trained by Greeks.
This continued without being a problem, until Danny found the Wachtower station in space, immediately he changed his path and ran towards it; Vlad, knowing this could become a problem, followed him from afar.
The Justice League and Justice League Dark were having a meeting when the temperature dropped, Constantine cursed as the rest of the league tensed "Bats, what day is it?"
"December 21" upon hearing his response, Constantine cursed again as he ranted about the winter solstice.
"Damn it, damn it ¿why did he deviate from his route? He doesn't go of his way, especially not in this time of the year, ¡this is a disaster!" Constantine paced back and forth "Look, I know you guys like to poke your nose into everything that happens, but this is strictly magical, so no matter what's about to come, keep quiet, do absolutely nothing ¿Do you understand?" The hellbazer's hands trembled as he speaked.
"You can't just say that, ¡we have a right to know! This is nonsense" Diana frowned, she didn't much like the wizard's attitude right now.
"Sorry Wonder Woman, but this is strictly tied to the Justice League Dark, trust us for now, it's for your safety" Fate spoke, he knew nothing bad would happen if the league just kept quiet.
As soon as the lord of order stopped speaking, the entire room began to freeze, pieces of ice hanging on the walls as a Giant wolf ran through the wall.
In the first instance, the wolf looked dangerous, the places where its paws were placed had frozen, pure pieces of ice, the wolf turned its attention to the League, approaching curiously.
"Boreas" Zatanna exhaled in amazement, the entire magical community knew how the animal's presence felt no matter how much it changed its shape, it was the closest thing to a myth that existed, leveling the planet's temperatures, staying a few days and disappearing, impossible to find, record or locate no matter how hard you tried.
"However, where is Cyrus?" Constantine murmured to his partner, if Boreas was near his counterpart shouldn't be far away.
Danny looked at the wizards, interested in the names they had given him, he was about to ask about it when a ball of fire hit him in the shoulder.
He growled in complete frustration as he turned to look at his assailant, behind him the League tensed at the sound as Fate signaled for them to keep quiet.
Behind the animal appeared a Tasmanian tiger the same size as the Giant wolf, Barry was about to question if they weren't supposed to be extinct when the wolf snarled and lunged at the tiger, who ran back to earth.
The entire league watched as the ice brought by the wolf was extinguished by the appearance of the tiger, returning to normal as both creatures moved away.
"Constantine, situation report" Batman was clearly the first to snap out of the trance he had been left in.
"Look Bats, I know how much you want your precious information but this is out of your league, ¿those guys? Cyrus & Boreas, they are as close to benign Gods as you can find, they keep the earth's temperature stable with their games" Constantine lit his cigarette, trying to ignore the surreal situation.
"¿Games?" Superman was next to speak, a concerned note in his voice.
"Games" Fate confirmed "We theorize they are opposing elements, maybe spirits, we think they pursue each other as some kind of challenge, and the balance on earth is just a lucky accident, we don't know where they live or where they come from, but they're not someone you want to play with." Fate commented, remembering the fact that most of the time the creatures try to hurt each other but never give the final hit, always waiting for the other to heal.
"Are you telling me that if these beings decide to stop coming here, will we simply ¿disappear? ¿Because they just decided to stop playing?"
"Something similar, but far more complicated than that" Zatanna entered the conversation "they keep the consequences of global warming stable, if they stop coming, well...the earth will definitely go extinct quickly, I'd give it a couple of years" is not like humanity was taking proper care of earth, these "gods" were basically a miracle for humans to correct their own errors.
"¿Why were we not informed?" Batman was at a crossroad, these beings were definitely dangerous, but if they faced them it could cause catastrophic consequences.
"The same reason you are struggling Bats" Constantine snorted "You want to solve all the problems, but you don't understand that magic is not meant to be solved or a problem, some things are better left as they are, without interfering, or it could happen something worse" and they are far older than all of us he didn't mention out loud.
"Then ¿what do you suggest? ¿We stand here doing nothing while two would-be Gods use our planet as a playground?" Oliver frowned, disgusted.
"Yes" for the first time Shazam spoke in the conversation "because if we don't let them we will become extinct" Billy knew much more than the magicians, books on the rock of eternity that detailed human spirits, about the infinite Realms and the deities that inhabited them. The delicate balance existing in life and death, but he was not allowed to divulge it.
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Back on earth, in Paris, Vlad and Danny were enjoying a cup of coffee and hot chocolate respectively.
"So, ¿did you want to meet the heroes or see their cool station in space?" Vlad questioned in amusement as Danny choked on his chocolate "The station ¿huh?" Vlad spoke again while Danny looked at him with a frown "It's okay Daniel, I know you can't help it"
"Yeah, I know, it was a bit stupid to change the route, and reveal myself to sorcerers, but the heroes, the aliens, the space, I needed to see it" the boy grimaced, feeling guilty "thanks for getting me out of there, I was about to do something stupid"
"¿Something stupid like speak?" Vlad questioned knowingly, he was aware that humanity now considered them myths or even gods, they shouldn't be revealing themselves freely, their games were mostly harmless but they had a purpose.
"Yeah, sorry" Danny sighed "although I love the new name, Boreas commands a lot more respect than Danny, ¿right? I do miss when they called me Phantom though..."
Seeing that the boy was lost in his memories again, Vlad sighed, he also missed the old times, their battles, Phantom and Plasmius fighting to the death, but their grudges were resolved long ago, they had no reason to fight, Boreas & Cyrus was an escape from boredom and a reunion with the old days more than anything else.
"It's okay little badger, we can stop by their space station next year, I don't think the fledgling heroes will care" Vlad took a sip from his mug, considering, obviously they would care, but he really didn't care about their feelings, let them freak out a little more.
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kazukazuhas · 9 months
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  finally, you flop down onto your bed with a relieved sigh, burying your face into the sheets of the slightly cold blankets and humming happily. finally, that sad week in the hospital passed –though it only passed so quickly was because of lloyd bugging you for most of it (with the occasional appearance of another one of your new friends, and several video calls from your parents and friends back at home). maybe it wasn’t so sad when that ball of sunshine– lloyd was around.
  so far you’ve learnt many things about this city (and surprisingly you were somehow ignorant to all of some of it’s sometimes worldwide news).
  there were literally ninja superheroes, one of which –the green one– saved your ass from being robbed and injured, worst case killed. they had been around for several years at this point and did multiple patrol runs daily. not only did they stop major threats, they helped out in the community. 
  the secret ninja force; named by the public such because the ninja are incredibly secretive about their personal lives and identities (which was called for because they are superheroes), consists of six people.
  the green ninja is the leader with some weird green power. the water ninja is one of the two tech heavy heroes in the city, having a close resemblance to a samurai while having that ninja aesthetic. the blue (or lightning) ninja earned his title as the human –are they even human?– plasma ball; while the earth ninja could probably throw a whole building at someone. they earned the title of the strongest. the white ninja (a nindroid?) is the master of ice, and probably the most deceiving of them as one of the sweetest people; albeit a little morally grey, you’ll ever meet despite the cold presence he has. then the red ninja is the most open one of the lot, the master of fire and swords –hey, there's a lot of skill before his wielding.
  the ninja also had a goddamn flying ship named the destiny’s bounty.
  there’s also samurai x, having the largest panel of debate on whether they’re a guy or lady. they’re the other tech heavy hero in ninjago, following in the footsteps of the previous samurai x who later became the water ninja. you have your suspicion that it might be cyrus borg’s daughter and assistant, pixal. (it was one of hell of a ride when you found out that pixal was actually a robot– nindroid despite her human-like appearance. well, the more you know.)
  and well, elemental masters aren’t much of a surprise to you –not when your aunt was one. master of something, you don’t remember too well what it was; just that either skylor might inherit it or it would skip her and possibly manifest in her kids. or you might get it, and frankly that would be sick. but it looks like neither of you did, atleast you choose to believe that instead.
  you turn, laying on your side and staring out the window, watching the quiet streets and city through the clear glass with an unfocused attention on it. lloyd’s words on his father stuck in your head, you were curious about him.
  you heard of all sorts of things about ninjago before moving here, things you chalked up as elaborate stories before he confirmed it all to you. 
  stories of overthrowing and controlling the realm, bloodlust and a power hungry fight many villains fought to win but inevitably lost in the end. golden weapons and a boy, a devouring evil that could only ever consume; an evil that never rested, a dark lord. and as of more recently, a princess that tried to rise all hell.
  when the ninja defeated the overlord –the never resting evil– lloyd’s father, garmadon was freed from the poison and evil he was under because of the dark lord’s influence. once the man was a tyrant and now you hear he is a sensei of a small, tranquil monastery in a small village somewhere near the city. garmadon sought out lloyd and koko, and became the father and husband the evil forced him not to be.
  he was a tyrant and then became a father. 
  you turn again, laying on your back and stare up at the ceiling with zoned out eyes. the whole situation was peculiar, especially if now since garmadon is good; why was lloyd still so mistreated?
  no one necessarily needed to say anything about it; you’ve noticed the looks sour faces the nurses, doctors and patients gave him when he was escorting you out of the hospital. you noticed the vaguely visible tension on his face while he kept his guard up when you two were walking to his busted car and the way he looked as though he was expecting the worst.
  a defense mechanism, you could tell from the way his eyes were scanning his surroundings; expect the worst so it doesn’t surprise you.
  he softened up only when you two got home, back to your place. but despite the lighter atmosphere in the comfort of the car; you didn’t quite feel he was ready enough to answer your question about the ill treatment he was being faced with subtly. maybe that would also explain why he was so scared that something worse could’ve happened to you. 
  why’d everything need to be so difficult...?
  you frowned, looking out the window with now more focused eyes. it’s been a hell of a week– or several if you count the ones you've been in ninjago; and there’s something nagging you to go home where you’d be safe. but, that would throw everything you’ve worked for, the seat at the best university in all the realm– a ticket out of that house. you’d have to stick it out for a while; at the least for your course to finish before you do anything else.
  well, even if you leave, you’ll have lloyd’s number this time; a way to contact that greenie (the one thing you wanted so badly since eleven.)
  you close your eyes, trying to get some rest again despite half that week you spent in the hospital consisted of you sleeping when lloyd wasn’t (excusing himself to do something work related–not that you’d known him to be employed at the moment). the soft blankets, now warmed by the gentle sun seeping into your room, call you to fall asleep. and you comply wordlessly, willingly.
  until there was a knock on your door and a call of your name. 
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ystrike1 · 1 year
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Watashi wo Koroshita Wanko-kei Kishi-sama ga, Yandere ni Job Change shite Kyou mo Inochi wo Neratte Kuru - By Usagi Hoshimi (8/10)
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Welcome to time travel engagement hell! Your groom, who appeared out of the blue to save you, is also willing to murder you if you don't love him back. This particular yandere concept is a little confusing, but very dangerous. If our heroine doesn't satisfy her gallant husband's need for love he'll kill her, so she can never choose another man.
Tiana was originally engaged to a cheating prince named Dylan. His lover plotted against her in order to get rid of her, and it worked. Tiana is publicly shamed, and her loveless marriage is broken.
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She loses the life she knew. No one believes her. Dylan exiles her over a false murder accusation, and she has no idea how to survive on her own. There's no evidence, but it doesn't matter. Dylan is the prince. His word trumps the truth.
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A hero appears to save her. His name is Cyrus. He's a knight that serves a much larger, more powerful country! He's a better groom and he immediately proposes to her. He's also one of the most popular knights in the world. He's also extremely handsome.
How convenient.
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In the first timeline Tiana accepts with a smile. She is grateful to be saved. A woman in exile has few choices. Cyrus saves her in more ways than one. He says sweet words. He cuddles her in the carriage. He says he has always had feelings for her.
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Then, she is murdered shortly before her official engagement. Tiana believes it is for political reasons, but Cyrus is actually an obsessive and unstable man. We don't know exactly why he killed her, but it's likely because he thought she would leave him. I do hope the author explains why though. Tiana was originally eager to be saved by the brave knight. We really don't know why he turned on her.
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So, in this timeline Tiana is more cautious. She rejects the proposal, but she still leaves the country with Cyrus. Why? She is a woman in exile, and no one else will host her. Tiana was never loved by the prince, and she was never very popular. She has been abandoned by everyone, so when Cyrus's master offers her a room in his castle she has no choice.
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Prince Isaac thinks Tiana is just nervous. He damn well knows that Cyrus is deeply in love. He hopes she will accept his proposal later, after she becomes a citizen of his country. Tiana is too afraid to share her real feelings, so she sits in silence.
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She has a dream about him. Cyrus is an amazing husband candidate. She doubts her own memories. His reputation is immaculate. If her memories weren't so clear she would be glad to have him.
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Her dream distorts and she remembers more odd things. Before she was murdered Cyrus started...talking funny. She didn't know what to say to satisfy him. She went quiet, and he got more and more angry.
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Tiana is in a very precarious situation. Cyrus has been devoted to her for his entire adult life. He saw her at an academy for nobles and that was it. If she married Dylan he was going to remain a celibate bachelor. How can she survive? Does she have to shower him with love? Does she have to say other men are trash? Was she killed because of a plot? Did an unknown snake convince Cyrus that she didn’t love him?
The stakes are high, and I like that. Cyrus is probably not going to wait long for an answer.
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onestepbackwards · 9 months
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something i came up for the self aware!pla au. so, you know how the game shows us the ancestors of current day pokemon characters (kamado > rowan and all that)? so, what if the characters ingame knew about that, and went to you to figure out just who and what their descendant will be like. decided to drop a few dribbles for that:
cyllene:
cyllene was the first person to ask you about what will become of her legacy, and who will be the next person to carry the torch. the whole idea that someone will be there after her fascinates her, but unfortunately for you and her.. you played pokemon platinum before. you know you gotta tell her. after a long explanation about who cyrus is, his motivation and what will he do to sinnoh scares her, to say the least. truly, how one like HIM gets to carry the family name is a disgrace, but.. she feels sorry for him, in a way. judging by the way he grew up, it's no wonder he turned out the way he did. maybe cyllene won't be able to do much now, but she will try her hardest to prevent that mistake from happening again.
kamado:
while you always had a bone to pick with the guy, you were quite surprised to see him ask you about just WHO his future great-great-great-great-great grandson is gonna be. will he stay honorable? will he learn from kamado's mistakes and stay off the path he carved to himself? maybe. surprisingly enough, he was more than delighted to hear that his grandson was gonna be a pokemon professor. beats being a war monger, at least.. and who knows, maybe he'll even be like laventon! wouldn't hurt to have a brilliant mind in the bloodline.
volo & cogita:
another curious pair who heard about the ancestry thing. with both of them already recognizing you for your "true, godly powers", they figured out you could give them the answers. you ARE all-knowing, after all. of course, they bicker with each other before you can finally give them the answer. volo wishes that HIS descendant got HIS smarts and didn't cogita's attitude, while cogita wishes that HER descendant got HER manners, and not volo's ego. luckily, you tell them that their descendant, cynthia, got the best of both worlds and none of the worst. you continue telling them about her, and you can't help but see cogita perk up when she hears the word "champion". oh, what a grandiose title! truly, only one of her bloodline can afford one as such! but volo finds more excitement when you tell him that cynthia is just as interested in history and ruins as he is, while sharing a team thats ALMOST identical to his. a garchomp AND a spiritomb? yeah, she's his descendant, no word about it.
It would be such a funny experience fksjfj
“Oh great god, what are my descendants like? Do you know?”
And your face varies over who asks.
Cyllene asks and you just 😬
“Um… I respect you too much to lie but… he kinda tries to commit universal genocide and attempts to become a god of a new universe??”
Cyllene is deathly still.
“He what.”
You are frantically moving you hands.
“No worries! The hero stopped them in their time too!”
Cyllene slumps back in her chair.
“Is… that why they always seemed so nervous around me at first?”
“If it’s any consultation, someone here tried to do the same thing, when ironically his descendant helped the hero stop your descendant??”
She rubs her temples, clearly getting a migraine.
“Please, could you elaborate?”
“On what?”
“Everything.”
You could probably tell others too about their descendants with various reactions.
“Oh yeah, Beni’s descendant almost became champion. Dude became a powerful trainer in the future, rivaled by the eventual champion themself.”
“…”
“Was the real underdog. Sweet kid too.”
You could also do this to fuck with random people, should you desire it.
“Oh yeah! Your descendants do great thing! Until the accident.”
“The what.”
“I have to go.”
I love these ideas though 💕💕 especially telling Volo or Cogita about Cynthia, explaining she is one of the strongest, most ruthless champions across the world.
They would have an ego about it.
And I feel Komado would find some peace with his descendant being a professor. When you tell him about how the hero even knows him, he feels a bit worse though.
No wonder the hero trusted him so easily, if they knew his descendant. His act of banishing them probably hurt even more now that he knows that.
He probably now has caused his descendant strife if the hero eve returns to their time. He knows he caused damage, he just silently hopes and prays his descendant is spared from the hero’s pain.
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eliaswoodt · 6 months
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The Name List
Organized from A-Z (yes I will add more names whenever I find more I like, probably in reblogs)
I currently have 1035 names (and that’s only including the first names. I have a list of last names, too.)
Angel, Atticus, Atlas, Apollo, Ares, Athena, Achilles, Artemis, Adonis, Avery, Aubrey, Aubry, Aceline, Ashlynn, Aislinn, Anjanette, Arthur, Archer, Addison, Arrietty, Amity, Autumn, Alastor, Alastair, Alasdair, Alistair, Alison, Arren, Arin, Astra, Aoife, Adalyn, Adeleine, Astoria, Agnes, Angus, Abigail, Ann, Anne, Ambrose, Adeline, Avarsel, Agatha, Ari, Azariah, Aniyah, Armani, Anastasia, Annabelle, Adah, Adelaide, Avis, Amelia, August, Axel, Adelina, Amir, Amin, Ayala, Arne, Averett, Adil, Astro, Ava, Anti, Ailun, Akemi, Asahi, Akari, Asako, Atsuko, Azumi, Aka, Aren, Akko
Blossom, Bambi, Babs, Bo, Bella, Blair, Bea, Bonnabel, Badeea, Betty, Bailey, Boris, Bee, Bugs, Blaise, Benjamin, Bog, Buford, Beatrice, Bryce, Bryan, Bazil, Brutus, Bellamy, Brigitte, Bailee, Bailey, Bao, Belladona, Belladonna, Bell, Bill, Bishop, Bones, Boneothy, Benno, Behemoth, Barry, Bellynn, Bowie, Bunki
Clover, Canyon, Cleo, Cameron, Celestial, Celestino, Ciro, Camilo, Cain, Charlotte, Clara, Corey, Cin, Charlie, Cassidy, Chiara, Callista, Cisco, Cynthia, Casper Clinton, Celestina, Clement, Christopher, Cornelius, Clifford, Claudius, Carey, Carrie, Coatl, Cyrus, Cyril, Cecil, Caisus, Castiel, Calla, Cosmos, Cherry, Cheryl, Crowley, Crow, Cassius, Cliodna, Clíodhna, Cliona, Conan, Cordelia, Calypso, Cas, Cillian, Chiyo, Chiaki, Chihiro, Calcifer
Danny, Darlene, Dex, Dot, Diana, Daphne, Demeter, Daedalus, Daeddel, Darphel, Dawn, Derrick, Derek, Dravan, Dravid, Drae, Dallas, Dimas, Dominic, Damien, Drew, Delilah, Dakota, Darian, Darius, Darwin, Devan, Darla, Dagmar, Daelyn, Dale, Dae, Dacey, Desmond, Dabria, Daniel, Daniela, Danialla, David, Davis, Donnel, Dennis, Demitrius, Delaney, Daiki, Daiyu
Everest, Emery, Ember, Elliott, Elliot, Earlana, Eliseo, Ezequiel, Emie, Evan, Eloise, Eric, Emmet, Elizabeth, Eugene, Ethan, Eret, Ester, Elias, Eos, Ellis, Edwin, Ebony, Elijah, Eliza, Enzo, Elissa, Edward, Eddalyn, Esther, Eda, Edalyn, Edalynn, Edison, Eddison, Estervan, Emma, Eden, Erfan, Eun-hae, Erytheia, Egan, Errol, Eiichi, Eiji, Eriko, Etsu, Etsuko, Eiichiro, Ezume
Flint, Finn, Fae, Fred, Fritz, Fang, Frankie, Frank, Fermin, Freddie, Freddy, Finley, Freya, Fai, Felix, Freda, Faolan, Frey, Feylynn, Faelynn, Failynn, Felipa, Febby, Febbie, Febie, Feby, Flynn, Fuji, Feiyu, Fukiko, Fumitaka, Fumito, Fuyuko
Griffin, Garnet, Gothi, Gertrude, Gabe, Grant, Giovanni, George, Gage, Gregory, Gabriel, Gabrielle, Guy, Gilbert, Guadalupe, Gerry, Grey, Gray, Gia, Grace, Gracian, Gracis, Gracie, Gretel, Gideon, Griffilow, Ghost, Ghazaleh, Gavin, Gryphon, Griffith, Goliath, Grayson, Greyson
Harmony, Hannah, Harlei, Harlie, Haritha, Haris, Harry, Harlan, Harvey, Hadrian, Harley, Hari, Harlow, Howl, Hank, Harper, Herbert, Humphrey, Hestia, Helios, Hephaestus, Hollis, Hunter, Hero, Henry, Helda, Hajar, Hasta, Hadis, Howard, Howie, Hannan, Haoyu, Hisako, Hachi, Hiroto, Hoshiko, Honoka, Hiroshi, Hiro, Haitao, Hamako, Haruhi, Harue, Hayate, Hide, Hideyo, Hidetaka, Hisaye, Hisayo, Heiji, Higari
Ivy, Ivey, Ivo, Ida, Iris, Ilyssa, Illy, Irene, Iren, Isaiah, Ira, Idelle, Ivan, Illaoi, Isabel, Isabell, Isabelle, Isobell, Isabella, Ismelda, Io, Ismael, Isolt, Icarus, izuru, Isamu, Itona, Ichiro, Ichiko, Ichigo, Isoko, Ishiko, Isaye, Inari, Ikuko, Itsuki, Itsuko, Inosuke
Juniper, Jupiter, Jinx, Jamie, Javier, Josiah, Joan, Jake, Julia, Jamil, Jamila, Jesse, Jessie, Jess, Jasper, Janus, Jordan, Joshua, Julian, Juilliard, Julius, Juliana, Jeremiah, Jace, June, Junebug, Jazzy, Jackson, Jackie, Jackalynn, Jodie, Johnnie, Jan, Jaime, Jason, Jorge, Justin, Justice, John, Jay, Janelle, James, Jennifer, Jillion, Jill, Jana, Jonah, Jaycee, Jaxen, Junpei, Jona, Jun, Jin
Kenneth, Kat, Kas, Kris, Keith, Kingston, Kaeton, Kingsley, Kent, Katherine, Kyle, Knox, Kristen, Kristin, Kristeen, Kylie, Kaylee, Kamila, Kehlani, Kendall, Kerry, Kry, Kenny, Kath, Kathleen, Krow, Kix, Kedrick, Kennon, Klaus, Killian, Korallia, Krank, Kaz, Kaede, Kirara, Katsuhiko, Keisuke, Kanako, Kenji, Kaemon, Kamin, Katsu, Kaki, Kazane, Kazuyuki, Kazushige, Kenta, Kei, Kimi, Kin, Kohako, Koichi, Kota, Koji, Koharu, Kosuke, Kuma, Kumi, Kuniko, Kuniyuki, Kideko, Kazuko
Lullaby, Lotte, Lapin, Lorelei, Loralai, Lorelai, Luna, Lily, Lucy, Lee, Liana, Lola, Lethe, Lance, Laurence, Luther, Luca, Lennon, Logan, Lennox, Ilias, Liu, Lui, Luis, Lefu, Liam, Lyall, Lowell, Luella, Leona, Leonie, Leon, Lev, Lincoln, Lin, Link, Laverna, Lazarus, Lewis, Louis, Louise, Levi, Leslie, Lesley, Leilana
Marley, Marlai, Mei, May, Mae, Marceline, Marshall, Marshalee, Millie, Mallorie, Marcela, Melanie, Maddison, Mary, Mirabel, Marsh, Murphy, Montgomery, Mildred, Memphis, Molly, Maverick, Maurice, Muiris, Morgen, Max, Moses, Marion, Merrill, Monroe, Melanthios, Maxwell, Matias, Melissa, Maëlle, Marlene, Meredith, Maybelle, Margaret, Maeve, Moss, Mara, Maria, Myrtle, Mona, Mark, Markus, Michael, Micheal, Michelle, Mahsa, Minoo, Mehdi, Mohammad, Matin, Morpheus, Marlowe, Monica, Marilia, Magnus, Malachi, Malachy, Maggie, Makoto, Megumi, Mio, Maemo, Maemi, Masa, Masaaki, Masashi, Michi, Midori, Michinori, Momo, Motoko
Natasha, Noelle, Noni, Neville, Nixon, Neda, Natalio, Ned, Nausicaä, Noxis, Nova, Nathen, Newt, Noah, Nash, Nox, Nathara, Nathaira, Nathair, Nyoka, Nagisa, Nathan, Nate, Nik, Nick, Naohiro, Naoko, Nara, Natsu, Naoya, Nishi, Nobuko, Nori
Olindo, Ollie, Oliver, Ophelia, Odysseus, Orion, Osono, Oxen, Onyx, Otto, Ottoline, Otitile, Ottavia, Octavio, Olivia-Marie, Oakley, Omar, Olivia, Oscar, Octavian, Octavia, Oz, Octavius, Otta, Oisin, Orson, Orlos, Osiris, Owen, Odalis, Odell, Ozuru
Penelope, Patton, Paddy, Percy, Paulie, Page, Pazu, Phoebe, Phebe, Prairie, Porter, Parlay, Pally, Piper, Parker, Payton, Phil, Paul, Philip, Pyre, Piers, Phylis, Patricia, Payne, Payneton, Pip
Quinn, Quincy, Quil, Quinley, Quinstin, Quinlan, Quillen, Quavon, Quaylon, Quensley, Qing, Qrow, Quilla, Quianna, Quita, Qiao, Quinella, Queenie, Qaylah, Qailah, Qitarah, Quenby, Qadira, Qudsiyah, Quan, Qian, Quinby, Quella
Roseline, Raul, Rahul, Rafael, Roque, Rogelio, Remmy, Rei, Rey, Ray, Robin, Ro, Reika, Rowen, Rowan, Rose, Rosie, Ralsei, Riley, Remus, Rosalyn, Rosalin, Rosaline, Renata, Ron, Rat, Ratt, Reef, Roxy, River, Reed, Rufus, Robbie, Renee, Rivia, Ross, Rex, Ruth, Rosemary, Rosabe, Rosabee, Rosabell, Rosabelle, Rosabel, Rai, Rain, Rosella, Rosalie, Rhody, Robert, Raelinn, Rebane, Ren, Rollin, Ralph, Roxanne, Rox, Roderick, Reginald, Reggie, Rio, Ryu, Ryo, Ryoji, Rinmaru
Sage, Sam, Syd, Selkie, Storig, Sal, Sirius, Summer, Susie, Scott, Sunni, Sosuke, Sophie, Satsuki, Sheeta, San, Sulley, Sully, Savannah, Sappho, Selene, Shaw, Sean, Seán, Shaun, Sawyer, Sabrina, Sebastian, Shane, Stan, Socks, Snom, Stolas, Spencer, Sammie, Stevie, Samus, Sarff, Sullivan, Seth, Susiebell, Susiebelle, Sadreddin, Shellaine, Sverre, Saoirse, Sylvania, Sanae, Silas, Sumi, Shiori, Shinzu, Sile
Toby, Tobias, Teddy, Ted, Tomas, Thomas, Tomothy, Tyche, Taiga, Tundra, Tracy, Timothy, Troy, Tatum, Tommie, Tommy, Theia, Tae, Trix, Trixy, Thanathos, Tod, Todd, Toddy, Tora, Torie, Theodore, Theo, Theophania, Talos, Thanatos, Teddy, Tomohito, Tazu, Tanjirou, Touya
Ulysses, Urijah, Uriyah, Urina, Ukiah, Ulnar, Ursula, Ulric
Virgil, Vanessa, Vito, Venacio, Vylad, Veronica, Valentina, Violet, Velma, Venus, Verna, Veld, Victoria, Victorie, Vinyl, Vincent, Vasuki, Vex, Valor, Valentine, Valerie, Valeria, Valerius, Vitoria, Vic, Victor, Vik, Vikktor, Viktor, Vick, Vicky, Vicke, Vickie, Vidya
Wynn, Willow, Warren, Wilbur, Wylie, Will, Walle, Whisp, Wade, Wendell, Wendy, Willard, Wes, Wallace, Wilber, Wyatt, Wybie, Wynnie, Wennie, Winnie, Wynnston, Wynston, Wynsten, Wiles
Xenophon, Xuan, Xio, Xori, Xanthos, Xander, Xavier
Yen, Yukio, Yae, Yoko, Yume, Yaeko, Yui, Yuzuki
Zane, Zana, Zion, Zachary, Zach, Zachariah, Zander, Ziana, Zoe, Zula, Zenix, Zenith, Zaharia, Zaria, Zack, Zakaeia, Zara, Zakaria, Zev, Zaira, Zanata
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Ninjago post crystalized HC
-Therapy (I was considering only writing that and posting lol)
-Everyone starts finally settling down and a couple of the ninja are even looking into college courses since a lot of their technical skills revolve around fighting and they're kinda sick of that.
-I like to think Jay and Nya open up a mechanic shop together with some silly name like Electric Wave or something along those lines.
-Pixal starts working with Cyrus Borg again
-I think Zane should be an EMT or something like that, since he can asses wounds and work really quickly and has endless knowledge in his database so I think it fits
-Cole probably takes a bit to figure out what he wants to do but I could honestly see him going into psychology since he's pretty empathetic and a chill dude (bestie literally made friends with a snow monster and some dude who'd been a ghost for centuries I think he's got the skill)
-Kai was kinda hard ngl but I think that since he's seemingly ending up with Skylor maybe he helps out at the noodle house? Honestly I'm not sure Kai is tricky for me.
-Lloyd goes into law to some degree, HERE ME OUT, he totally seems like the type who still wants to defend innocents and those who have been wronged and what better way to do that (that doesn't involve ninja powers) I could totally see him fighting so hard for like kids and stuff since his childhood was pretty jacked up too.
-Wu and Misako probably start adventuring again, though more for fun and not looking for answers to anything, it's just to learn more about the world.
-I think it would be funny if Garmadon got a painfully mundane job in an office, like a data entry person or some shit like that would be so funny (like imagine "Oh you need that done? Yeah go ask Folson" and then you find out "Folson" is fucking GARAMDON who's just like chilling at his desk with coffee like "What do you want?")
-Lloyd reconnects with some of his old friends and while they're still a little bedazzled by him but still
-The ninja probably do a couple interviews after Crystalized kinda finally sharing how they really feel and people are shocked how scared their hero's have been this entire time.
-The ninja totally compare scars, like "Dude I got my face scar from literally being turned into a ghost, it's cooler than yours" or "Are lightning scars cool if I accidentally did it myself?"
-Lloyd starts reconnecting with his father again and slowly but surly the man Garmadon once was begin to shine through bit by bit, not fully but clearly he's there.
-Cole helps with reconstruction once his powers start coming back
-They all meet up when they can to do something fun together
-In addition to the last prompt: Sometimes they need to get some energy out and they're like "I need to fight" and they get together to absolutely pummel each other to get the fight out until the next time (Zane has totally recorded a couple of these fights, a particularly flasy one between Kai and Cole is in fact on the internet and people go nuts over it)
-They all pick up hobbies to relax a little: Kai-wood burning Lloyd-felting Zane-baking (he still does it to wind down) Cole-crocheting Nya-knitting (her and Cole fight over which is better by) Jay-skating Pixal-drawing
-Garmadon get's more plants, him and Vinny's new place has the nicest front and back garden and the oxygen in their house is CRISP
-Cyrus Borg kinda adopts Zane like "I already have one nindroid child, what's one more?" they totally have family dinners and I'd like to imagine Pixal's partner (idk who but it's not Zane cause like sibling dynamic> anything) and Cole just kinda siting there with three super geniuses and the two are just like "I forget what I have for lunch sometimes"
-Everyone starts to heal and the world is better... at least until this new show (whether I think of it as cannon is dependent on how much I like it lol)
That's it for now, I will be back, that's a promise and a threat :)
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POV: you're a hero and he is approaching you menacingly... what do you do?
as some of you may know, I was having a dilemma about cyrus' suit (and got some very validating comments, thanks y'all <3) special thanks to @just-a-tiny-goldfish and @nbsidestep because you guys convinced me to join the scary squad (well idk if this design is terrifying per se, but at least it was fun to draw)
cyrus' original villain name was sidestep, but I felt like this design deserved its own new name
los diablos, meet venator - ready to kick ass and expose the government
fun fact: for pose inspiration, I looked at leon dame's funky runway walk
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villainsidestep · 21 days
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that “they don’t know [xyz]” guy at the party meme except it’s me saying “they don’t know that fawn would take up the heartbreak name” in the survivor!v3 au
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lanitalay · 3 months
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Among Flames and Starlight Chapter 5
a/n: I'm very proud of this chapter!!!!! Enjoy!
Warnings: angst, bad mental health, suicidal thoughts, oc refusing to eat
Word count: 2.1k
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Mahogany. The massive doors that separated her from the rest of her life were mahogany. Not maple. Not pine. But deep red-brown mahogany. They were carved with scenes from Autumn legends. Irene didn’t recognize them. She could infer they told the story of a hero, from the male figure wielding a sword against a tentacled creature. If the doors stayed closed she’d be fine. Even if the dress she wore was scratchy. Or if the thorns from her bouquet pricked her skin. She was happy to stay here, cold sweat running down her spine, nausea making her question the last time she ate and hair pulled so tight in a bun that her head ached. 
In this space, standing behind the doors she was herself. Not the Princess of Autumn. Not Eris Vanserras’ wife. 
But the doors could not stay closed forever. Someone would inevitably have to open them. Either to go in or out. Today, she knew they would be opened by two footmen, right on cue with the music, so that she may walk down the aisle. 
Irene was shell shocked from the last fifteen minutes. In moments, she was expelled from her home and sold off to the highest- or only- bidder. She was cold now, no longer surrounded by the Summer sun. No, she was in Autumn now and the sun was blocked by moody clouds and a forest canopy. The scent of maple and pine enveloped her and if she had chosen to be here on her own free will, she might have savored it. She remained standing in the courtyard as the Vanserras dispersed. Some went into the forest, others into the house and the youngest went towards a grass field. 
Lady Autumn and Eris stayed with her. The latter still holding onto her arm. The former looked at her with sad eyes and motioned with her hand  “come dear, I can show you to your room.” Eris let go of her, his hands now placed firmly behind his back. Irene nodded, not processing what was happening and followed the Lady into the Forest House. 
The beginning notes of a traditional Autumn song sounded from behind the doors. The knobs on the door rotated slowly. Mahogany pulled away to reveal the aisle, lined with white carpet. She kept her eyes trained on that carpet, how pristine it was. How not one speck of dust dirtied it. How long it was. How, at the other end, stood a male with red hair. Staring at the floor was infinitely easier than facing the crows and the faces she could not bear to see. 
They were all here. The High Lord of Night, Celene, Cassian, Azriel, Victoria and… Rhys. She couldn’t be sure that seeing him wouldn’t cause her to break. That the one person she truly wanted would be watching when she vowed her life away to another. 
That first day in the Autumn Court was bad. Irene spent it in her room, looking out of the window from a cushioned chair. She didn’t see anyone until it was time for dinner when Lady Autumn, or Mora, as she insisted Irene call her, brought her a plate.
The next morning a servant took the untouched plate out of the room. Mora came back, insisting that she meet everyone at breakfast. Irene couldn’t focus on so many new names. Brando, Cyrus, Arden, Flint, Hugo. She knew Eris and had heard many things about Lucien. The middle autumn sons were mainly described as being various degrees of insane and sadistic, taking after their father. However, that morning the table was mute of conversation. 
Mora introduced her properly to each of the boys. Irene didn’t acknowledge them. She was led to a chair and given a plate with a variety of foods. Lucien said that “the maple buns are good,” but she did not touch any of it. Not when they were eating. When she was sure the food was safe and eating it would keep her alive in this hell. 
At lunch no one bothered her. Irene kept her gaze through the window. 
She knew that she should be walking. But her feet were glued to the floor. The musicians repeated the first verse. Then moved to the second. Irene stayed put. Nothing good awaited her at the end of the aisle. No love. No friendship. Not even quiet companionship. She remembered the burn on her waist, acknowledged the threat that it was, and considered her options.
Her last shard of autonomy.
Burn at the hands of Beron and hope to die or marry Eris and pray to survive. She was only half witch, surely she could be killed like the fae. No one had ever tested that theory though. But she could be the first. The first half witch half fae to have ever lived and died. There would be nothing to hold onto with Eris. Only dread and fear that one day she’d be forced to carry out the duty of all heirs. 
But Avalon was alive. She had been alive for decades in a prison. So if only for her mother and the smallest possibility of seeing her again, Irene stepped forward. 
A full seven days went by and Irene refused to ingest anything, save for a few sips of water here and there. She only had enough energy to walk from the bed to the chair by the window and back. The same clothes she arrived in now hung from her hollowed frame. When she bothered to look in the mirror she saw a withered female. One breath from oblivion. Irene longed for it. 
Mora would come in once a day and try to get her to eat something. She had even gone as far as to force broth down her throat. But Irene refused to keep it down. 
Until, on the seventh day, Lucien walked into her room and gagged. She had not seen anyone except Mora since that first breakfast. He stood by the door, unsure if she was breathing. Irene’s patience had vanished by that point so she snapped, as much as she could manage “why are you here?” 
He fiddled with an envelope and raised it up so she could see “this arrived for you.”
She remained silent and unmoving. “It’s from Victoria.” A twist in her heart reminded her she was still alive. Victoria… the last image she had of her friend was of her scratching at her throat, begging to speak. Irene flipped her hand, signaling Lucien to hand her the letter. 
“I’ll give this to you if you eat something,” he sniffed “and bathe.” She did not react. Lucien left with the envelope and Irene thought just as well. She did not need to read her friend’s laments when soon, so very soon it would all be over and a dark endless sleep would rescue her. With eyes closed she willed herself to find that relief but then Lucien came back, this time with a tray of tea and plain crackers. 
He placed the tray on her bed and her stomach grumbled at the sight. “You’re hungry,” he told her like she did not already know “when we are hungry we eat.”
“I’m good, thanks.” Irene said, getting winded just from rolling her eyes in annoyance. Then Lucien leaned in, so as not to be heard by anyone else, “you are letting him win by letting yourself die.”
“You don’t know anything,” he put a gentle hand over hers “I know the High Lord wants you to suffer for your mother’s crimes. I think he hopes you die because he can’t kill her and you are letting him win.” Irene stares flatly at him. Lucien does the only thing he can think of and rips open the envelope, hoping to the gods Victoria wrote something helpful. “My gentle Irene I’m so sorry,” he reads
“It has been a day since you were ripped from us and I can’t bear to think of you in pain, alone. Father says the wedding is in a month and all I can think about is how you always wanted to be married on the cliffs of Velaris, overlooking the sea. I feel as how you must have felt when your mother was ripped away from you. I love you like a sister. We are all heartbroken. Please forgive me for not being able to save you. Please forgive my mother and Rhysand. None of us knew what he was planning. I would have never insisted you attend the ball had I known. Please stay strong. I’ll be there for the wedding. I’ll be there for you. Take care of yourself, like you’ve always cared for me. Remember nothing is forever, except my love for you, Victoria.”
Silent tears flowed down Irene's face as she reached for the cup of tea. 
It would take one hundred steps to reach the altar. The ridiculous poof of the dress does not let Irene look at her feet. So she walks with her head hung, looking at the floor. But their stares are so heavy. She can imagine the gloat in the High Lord of Night’s face and the pity in her friend’s eyes. 
On the tenth day, Irene was having regular meals. Mora was glad to see the improvement, even if she did not engage in conversation. Another letter arrived, this time from Mor. It remained untouched for a day. But at night, when sleep was impossible, Irene read it. She was never close with the female. They saw each other occasionally, but Mor had her own apartment and after the failed engagement she took every opportunity to leave the Night Court. She would often visit Winter or Vallahan. Since Irene could not leave Velaris, their relationship was nothing more than casual. 
The letter was simple “Irene, I’m sorry this happened. I would have written sooner but I did not hear about it until I returned to Velaris. Victoria was inconsolable. I promised her I’d write to you with advice. I don’t have much to say though, since I never spent more than a day there but the Autumn Court is just like any other. Watch your back. Avoid Beron at all costs.” 
No more letters came. Irene figured the ones that arrived did so through couriers from the Court of Nightmares, as getting mail sent from Velaris was a hassle because of the wards. One morning Mora insisted she go outside and get fresh air. Irene complied, so tired of fighting, of resisting. They sat on a bench near a pond and watched a swan and its cygnets swimming around. “I never wanted to marry the Beron,” the Lady confessed, “I was forced into it, much like you. I would not wish it upon anyone. But it hasn’t been all bad. Find a way to carve out happiness for yourself.” 
“How?” Mora sighed “you have everything we have to enjoy, paint? Or read? Maybe you enjoy gardening…” the list went on. But Irene could not think of finding joy. Not when all of her strength was spent fighting back tears and suppressing an ever present panic. 
She was half way down the aisle when she dared to look up. Victoria was holding a tissue to her eyes, wet with tears. Rhys was a statue beside her. Face set in an unreadable mask. Irene wanted to speak to them, if only mind to mind. But that would shatter her. So she looked forward, chin lifted. Eris stood at the altar, waiting for her. 
In the month she had been at the Forest House she had seen her betrothed three times. When she first arrived, that first breakfast and right now. He had made it his job to stay far away from her. Irene was grateful for the small mercy. 
One, two, three. 
Those were how many steps Irene climbed to reach the altar. She looked straight ahead, only seeing Eris’ chest and only spoke when the priestess said “repeat after me.”
“I take thee, Eris Vanserra, as my husband. To love and respect, until death do us part.” 
“I take thee, Irene Vallier, as my wife. To love and respect, until death do us part.”
The priestess concluded “you may now seal this bond with a kiss.”
Eris began to lean in. Irene stiffened, this was the beginning of the rest of her life. He would use her when he needed. Her body, her time on this planet had just been given away to him. Irene closed her eyes as he neared, bracing for his lips to meet hers in an unwanted intrusion. An intrusion that never came because just before he claimed her mouth, Eris moved his face. Placing a chaste kiss on her cheek. 
The priestess then announced ,
“I present Eris and Irene Vanserra, may the Mother bless this union.”
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hit-song-showdown · 4 months
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Year-End Poll #74: 2023
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[Image description: a collage of photos of the 10 musicians and musical groups featured in this poll. In order from left to right, top to bottom: Morgan Wallen, Miley Cyrus, SZA, Taylor Swift, Metro Boomin and 21 Savage, Rema and Selena Gomez, The Weeknd and Ariana Grande, Luke Combs, SZA, David Guetta and Bebe Rexha. End description]
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Before getting into the ramble, I'm just going to get ahead of the responses and clarify that when I name a song on these polls, I use the official name of the song as it's listed on the Billboard charts (obviously unless the official title includes an uncensored slur or the song was credited to an artist's deadname, which I haven't had to deal with as of now.) Luke Comb's cover of Tracy Chapman's Fast Car is simply listed as "Fast Car - Luke Combs" on Billboard. Not "Luke Comb's cover of Fast Car" or "Fast Car by Tracy Chapman (Luke Combs version)."
Now that I got that out of the way. Hi. Good to see you all again. Welcome to the end of 2023. We made it.
This is going to be an interesting entry on this blog for me. Because not only is this the first time I posted a poll from the current chart, this is also the first time since 2009 when I have not been closely monitoring the charts all year. So right now, I feel like I'm trying to look back to figure out what happened.
So. What happened?
Ever since the streaming era began, it's been clear that pop success matters less and less, but that feeling was especially strong this year. I'm not saying any of these songs are bad (that's not the point of this blog). But streaming splintered people's listening habits so much that everyone is able to listen to their own thing. Before I got big into chart watching, I was not an avid pop listener. But I was still knew which songs were popular because they were so much harder to avoid.
As I'm writing this, I've been listening to various Top 40/100 stations on the radio. Even ignoring the number of Christmas songs, I have yet to hear a song that came out in 2023. It makes sense to hear songs from 2022, since songs often take a while to build momentum (such as the tracks from SZA's SOS), but I've heard songs from 2014, 2013, 2006, 1995, etc.
And that's not even touching the year-end chart itself which includes 1. songs from 2022 (Kill Bill, Anti-Hero, Snooze, Calm Down), 2. a remix of a song from 2016 (Die for You), 3. a cover/remake of a song from 1996 (Creepin), 4. a cover of a song from 1988 (Fast Car), and 5. a song with an interpolation of a song from 1998 (I'm Good (Blue)). There are only 2 songs on the top 10 that are from 2023.
This year's tendency to look back is emphasized further by the genre which had the largest presence: country music. Not just because country music tends to be more traditional, but country music hasn't had a presence this big on the top 100 since the 90s. The biggest song of the year is a country-pop track by Morgan Wallen, whose 36 track album debuted at number one on the Billboard album chart. Not the country album chart. The Billboard 200. Beyond that, we have Luke Combs, whose cover of Fast Car reached the top 10, but two other singles from his album Growin' Up reached the Billboard Year End 100 without relying on the usual techniques country songs often need to cross over to the pop charts. Additionally, each year as of late tends to have it's pick of "think-piecey songs," whether it's Blurred Lines in 2013, WAP in 2020, or [insert any Taylor Swift song here]. The two most controversial songs of the year also happened to be country, with Oliver Anthony's Rich Men North of Richmond and Jason Aldean's Try That in a Small Town.
Why was country so big this year? One of my theories is that with streaming splintering people's listening habits so much, chart metrics will tend to favor physical media. I don't think it's a coincidence that Taylor Swift tends to dominate the charts while also being one of the top-selling artists on vinyl. If people are willing to pay actual money for your music instead of letting it stream in the background, the charts are going to calculate that differently. Not only are country fans more likely to buy physical music, but the two previously mentioned controversial country songs were also helped by right-leaning listeners boosting their sales, resulting in the two songs receiving a 78 and a 66 position on the year-end chart respectively.
As I'm writing this, I'm worrying that I'm not giving country music its proper credit. "Why was country music so big?" is a question that doesn't need to have a deeper answer. "A lot of people liked it so it had a larger presence" is also a sufficient answer. Country music doesn't have to cheat to reach the charts. The reason I'm delving into this is not the mere fact that country was popular, but the fact that country was so popular and seemed to shape the pop landscape as a whole, while not having the usual staples of a country-pop crossover. Unlike previous crossovers, none of the songs I mentioned needed a pop star or a rap verse to break onto the pop charts.
But speaking of a genre requiring a pop star to find a mainstream chart presence, 2023 marks the year of the first afrobeats song to reach a billion streams on Spotify, with Rema and Selena Gomez's Calm Down. But even without the pop feature, afrobeats also had an explosive year in 2023, and it's possible we'll only see the genre grow more popularity, similar to how reggaeton took over the pop landscape after Despacito crossed over to the mainstream American charts in 2017. If you, like me, aren't that familiar with the history of this genre and you would like to learn more, please know that afrobeat and afrobeats are two distinct genres. This article also does a good rundown of the differences and their respective histories. Also, while the song itself isn't afrobeats, Unavailable by Davido came out this year and it's incredible. The full album is amazing too. It's dreamy and atmospheric with energetic drums and I need to find a slot for it in my favorite releases of the year.
For a year where pop music was widely considered to have a down year, I sure had a lot to talk about. I haven't even touched on the "decline of rap music" (especially sad since it's the 50th anniversary of the genre), Taylor Swift's dominance (I mentioned her twice though; she'll live), or delved deeper into the presence of older songs on the charts. It certainly was an interesting year in music to talk about. But listening to it? Well, I'll let you decide that.
But if you look past the top 10 (or even the top 100), this was an incredible year for music. I haven't had the time to listen to every new release (thanks law school), but I still listened to enough that I came out of this year with some of my favorite musical projects of all time. I plan on sharing my favorite songs/albums of the year in a later post.
Thank you for spending this year in music with me.
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name: Cyrus Hawke
nickname: soldier (Karlach); ivaebhin (Halsin); my bloom (Wyll)
gender: trans man (he/him)
star sign: I don't know his Western Zodiac, but he was born under Laravander's Lantern
height: 5'10"
orientation: poly bi
race: wood elf
romancing: depends on the timeline! in one universe, he's with both karlach and halsin; in the second, he's with wyll
fave fruit: blackberries
fave season: autumn (he loves a harvest & his father was an autumn eladrin)
fave flower: lavender
fave scent: his partners; camp fire; medicinal herbs; leather
coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: tea, and though he doesn't drink it, everyone swears he makes the best cup of coffee they've had in their life
average sleep hours: four hour trance, though if he doesn't take something to help him meditate, he has pretty bad insomnia
dogs or cats: as a state of being/mentality? dogs. as a preference for animal companionship? cats.
dream trip: cyrus would like to return to evermeet; he visited the elven island once when he was young (~25, still baby for an elf) and his mother was very ill. she begged cyrus' grandparents (to whom she was the disgraced runaway heiress) to take him in after her death, and they refused. so, like, fuck them, but evermeet is still the most beautiful place cyrus has ever been, and he'd love to lose himself in its forests for a couple of weeks (with his li, of course)
amount of blankets: none for trancing on his own; cyrus does love to share a bed with a sleeping li, in which case his preference is a loose thin sheet (or just karlach's body heat lol)
random fact(s):
cyrus comes in two flavors: paladin-barbarian (left pic; bright-eyed bushy-tailed selfless giving hero; romancing karlach & halsin) and ranger-fighter (right pic; older jaded cynic; romancing wyll). this is because he is my most specialist boy ever and my favorite thing is to come up with aus & builds to suit different dynamics with different lis
he only has two possessions from his parents still with him: an iron dagger enchanted against fey from his father, and an heirloom locket from his mother
he can't sing to save his life, but that doesn't stop him from enjoying it, especially when he's drunk
(and he's a terrible lightweight, so it doesn't take much to get him drunk)
(he has also been known to propose randomly to his friends if he gets wasted enough; he just has so much love to give, platonic and romantic... even if ranger!Cyrus would like you to think otherwise)
Thank you @babeoffrontiers smsmsm for tagging me!! I'll tag @hexblooddruid @ididitforthedogs @autisticlaezel @antivan-surana; no pressure tho!! And anyone else who sees this can consider themselves tagged if they want to do it
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