Glimbow Week day 6 - The Legend
For @glimbowweek
Prompt: Fantasy/Mythology
Word count: 356
Summary: One day, hundreds, perhaps even thousands of years in the future, the story of She-ra, of the Horde, of the Princess Rebellion, of the war, would all become myth.
Can also be read here on Ao3
One day, hundreds, perhaps even thousands of years in the future, the story of She-ra, of the Horde, of the Princess Rebellion, of the war, would all become myth. Legend. There would come a time where nothing on Etheria was known but peace, where no one remembered anything but.
But in those future years, they would tell stories. They would tell stories of the mighty She-ra and how she defeated the old evil known as the Horde. They would tell stories of how she befriended people across the planet and united them all.
And they’d tell stories of a queen, named Glimmer. A queen who lost her mother so young but stepped up and led her kingdom and her planet anyway. And they’d tell the story of Glimmer and her king, Bow. They’d tell the story of how two childhood best friends grew up together and grew into love with each other. They’d tell the story of a daring declaration of love on the battlefield, both too terrified of losing their love to the war that they couldn’t keep it in any longer, although perhaps that part of the story gets changed around through word of mouth and there was a kiss… and a proposal… but such things happen when something isn’t written down.
They’d tell the story of their courtship and how their wedding was the most extravagant ever seen, and no one has dared tried to top it since, since no one could come close to the love that this queen had for her king and this king for his queen. They would tell the story of their many children… and their many grandchildren… the large family that they made.
And they would tell the story how, one night, they both passed away, peacefully, in their sleep, smiling and holding on to each other and doing even death the way they had done everything else in their life: together. Because not even death could them do part.
Yes, they would tell the story of Glimmer and Bow. A queen and her king. A princess and an archer. Friends. Lovers. They would tell their story.
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Glimbow Week 2022 Day One: Future and Family
This is my first time doing anything like this, so let’s hope this goes well! @glimbowweek
This blurb also includes my Glimbow fankids, Glow, Angel, and Stella, and small references to a bigger story I’m working on (read: imagining in my head) about Glow and his other next gen friends.
Also to avoid any confusion, Angel goes by he/they pronouns, and both are used in his section.
Some swearing is used, fyi.
Waking up at six in the morning had not been Glimmer’s idea.
Bow had insisted that the Royal Family of Brightmoon’s annual portrait be done at seven in the morning, so they could get it out of the way and have the rest of the day to do whatever they wanted.
And, like an idiot, Glimmer had agreed, not fully realizing that she would have to get up at the ass crack of dawn to get their stupid family portrait done.
“Glimmer…Glimmeeeeer–Time to wake up.” Glimmer braved open one eyelid, and saw Bow, infuriatingly already dressed in his finest, gently shaking her shoulder.
“Hrrrg.” She muttered, rolling to face away from him.
Bow laughed softly, crawling onto the bed on his knees and kissing her jawline. “I know, I know. Let’s just get this over with, and you can go back to sleep, okay?”
“M’kay.”
“…”
“That means you have to get up, Glim.”
“Ugh…fiiiiiiiine.” said Glimmer, doing her best Mermista impression. She rolled back over and sat up, rubbing her eye with her fist.
Bow beamed. “Alright. While you wake up, I’ll go get the kids ready.”
At Glimmer’s nod, Bow kissed her cheek and strode determinedly out the door. Glimmer sighed, and looked over to where her sparkly purple dress had been laid out for her, then looked back at her pillows, which still had the indent of her head pressed into them.
“Five more minutes.” She thought to herself, burying her head into her pillows once more.
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Bow walked through the halls of Castle Brightmoon, already regretting making their portrait appointment so early. Despite his outward awakeness, he felt like he could fall back asleep at any moment.
Shaking himself awake as he arrived at his daughter’s door, he knocked, not expecting the cheery voice telling him to “Come in!”
He opened the door, and saw Stella at her vanity, brushing her dark brown curls.
She looked at him in the mirror and grinned. “Morning, Dad!”
“Morning, starlight. You look…awake.”
“I like waking up this early! You can see the sunrise. It’s beautiful.” Stella put down her brush and grabbed two rubber bands. “Can you do my hair?”
“Sure thing, hon.” Bow smiled warmly at his youngest child. Using the brush and the bands, he pulled two sections of her hair into two puffs at the top of her head, leaving the rest curled on her shoulders, mostly on autopilot. He dreamed of shedding his fancy clothes and crawling back into bed with Glimmer, all while Stella babbled about the portrait and the upcoming Princess Prom.
“...really don’t think I need two separate dresses, but Kitt brought up the point–Dad…? Dad?”
Bow jerked himself out of his half-snooze. “Huh? Wha–oh. Sorry, twinkle. Guess I dozed off for a bit there.”
Stella smirked, turning in her seat to face him. “Feeling the consequences, eh Dad? Glow told you that having the portrait done this early was a bad idea.”
Bow stifled a yawn. “Yeah, yeah. I’m sure I’ll get an earful when I wake him up. I’m going to grab him and Angel, so get dressed and meet us all in the Great Hall.”
“Okay!”
Bow kissed Stella on the head and left the room, while she called out after him; “Don’t fall asleep on the way to Angel’s room!”
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Angel’s room was so unlike Stella’s that it took a moment for Bow’s eyes to adjust. They had put thick, deep purple curtains around the walls and windows of their room, making it look almost like a tent.
And unlike Stella, but very much like Glimmer, Angel was asleep in bed, snoring.
Bow tiptoed across the room and grabbed one of the curtains. With one yank, the whole thing fell with a muted fwump, and early morning light streamed through the room.
Angel actually hissed, something he’d definitely picked up from Catra, and pulled his blanket over his head.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.”
“Go ‘way.” they muttered.
Bow rolled his eyes and grabbed hold of the blanket, pulling it off of them. “C’mon, kiddo. It’s portrait day.”
“Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Stars, It’s so early!” Angel smacked his hands over his eyes and rubbed hard.
Bow winced. “I know, I know. That’s on me. But think of it like this. After we get the portrait out of the way, you can do whatever you want for the rest of the day.”
Angel huffed, and a lock of pink hair was blown out of their eyes.
“Plus, I’ll give you full rein over my next tech project with Entrapta.”
Angel considered for a moment, then rolled his eyes in a very Glimmer-like way. “Ugh. Fine.” Swinging his legs over the bed, he stood up and stretched. “But I’m gonna complain about it the whole time.”
“Yeah, that’s fair.” Bow chuckled and ruffled their hair. “Get dressed; in your nice clothes, please. Meet us in the Great Hall, I just need to get your older brother.”
Angel shot him a thumbs up as they rifled through piles of clothes on their floor.
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Glow wasn’t in his room, but that didn’t surprise Bow too much. An arrow was stuck to the door with a note that read;
Hi Mom and/or Dad.
No, I haven't forgotten about the portrait. I had nightmares couldn’t sleep, so I went to Finn’s place for a sleepover. Yes, Catra and Adora know I’m there. Yes, I will be back by seven. And yes, I did bring my fancy clothes and my tiara.
See you in the morning,
Love, Glowbug.
Bow frowned at the scratched off line, but decided not to worry about it for now. Glow was always running away to go see Finn or Zephyr, who lived near the Whispering Woods, and sometimes even to see Flora in Plumeria. He hated sitting still, especially after last decade’s disaster of a Princess Prom.
Pushing those bad thoughts from his mind, Bow changed course and headed over to the Great Hall.
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The sun was streaming oh-so brightly into Glimmer’s eyes as she slowly came into consciousness. She was having the best dream, unlike the dreamless sleep she’d been having before Bow woke her up for–
“The portrait!” Glimmer yelped and shot out of bed so fast, it made her dizzy. She quickly checked her tracker pad, and, yep. She only had about five minutes to get ready.
She yanked off her nightgown and wiggled into her pretty dress in record time. She pulled a brush through her hair with one hand, and applied lipstick with the other, taking the cap off with her teeth. She slathered on foundation (so she didn’t look too much like a corpse), mascara, and eyeshadow.
Too late, she realized, she forgot to brush her teeth. Oh, well. She’d just have to pose with her mouth closed.
She pulled on a pair of golden sandals and hooked her cape around her shoulders. Barely stopping to double check herself in the mirror, she wrenched the door open, only to almost run into Glow and, to her surprise, Finn, who were standing in the doorway, preparing to knock.
“Stars! You two scared me!” Glimmer huffed a laugh, breathless from her morning rush. “And hi, Finn. When did you get here?”
Finn saluted her, tail swishing. “Same time Glow here did.”
She frowned and looked at Glow. “Did you go to Catra and Adora’s last night?”
Glow nodded sheepishly, wings drooping. “I…couldn’t sleep. But Catra and Adora said I’m always welcome at any time!”
“Of course, I just wish you’d woken me up. I could’ve teleported you there.”
Glow shrugged, then brightened slightly. “Oh, yeah, I forgot. Dad wanted me to come get you. He’d figured you’d still be asleep.”
“Whaaaat? Me, asleep? On such an important day? Never!” Her point was mitigated somewhat by her loud yawn.
“Alrighty. Since you pink and purple freaks are gonna go do boring royal stuff, I’ll be in your room, Glow.” Finn punched him lightly in the arm “Don’t take a thousand hours.”
Glow rolled his eyes, but grinned at his friend anyway. “Okay, see you in a billion hours.”
Finn punched him again, gave a half-hearted bow to Glimmer, then scampered away.
Glow yawned slightly, and Glimmer laughed. “Who’s asleep now, sparkler?”
“Hey, I’m not the one who wanted to get our portrait done at early-as-fuck-o’clock in the morning”
“Yeah, you can thank your father for that one.” Glimmer cringed. “Speaking of which, we'd better teleport over there before he sends your siblings after us.”
Glimmer held her hands out to Glow, and in a flash of sparkles, they were gone
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The Great Hall was a beautiful, open space, decorated with gold and the kingdom’s signature colors of pink, purple, and light blue. Other portraits lined the walls, the most notable of which showed Queen Angella, King Micah, and a two-year-old Princess Glimmer. This was the last portrait the small family ever did, as right after, Micah was “killed” in battle.
Angel and Stella–blessedly awake and in their fancy clothes–sat on a magenta colored chaise, watching Bow talk to the Salinean artist who would be doing their portrait.
“Ah, good morning, Your Majesty.” As Glimmer and Glow teleported in the room, the artist pulled away from Bow and swept himself into a bow. Angel snorted, and Stella smacked him on the arm. “I am called Tilapia, the most renowned artist in all of Salineas. I come with recommendations from Princess Mermista herself.”
“Yes, I know. Thank you for agreeing to do this so early.” Glimmer smiled, trying not to yawn again.
“Of couse, my Queen Glimmer. I know that you and your family must have very busy schedules.”
Bow came up to Glimmer, pulling her into a side hug so he could whisper in her ear. “You fell asleep again, didn’t you?”
“Hahaha–yeah.” Glimmer giggled. “Sorry, babe.”
Bow rolled his eyes. “I knew I shouldn’t’ve left until you’d gotten completely up.”
“Yeah, okay, but I’m not the one who placed our portrait appointment at the ass crack of–”
“Ahem.”
Both Glimmer and Bow froze, looking at Tilapia, who had set up his huge easel and gotten his paints ready. “Shall we begin, your majesties?”
The couple broke apart, muttering apologies. The kids were all snickering from the chaise sofa.
“Alright.” Glimmer clapped her hands together, teleporting herself and Bow behind their kids. “Let’s get this over with so I can take a fucking nap.”
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(wanted to include my designs of the kiddos for selfish purposes lol)
Glow
Angel
Stella
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