You're Tarquin´s bride
You stride confidently down the aisle, your head high to allow the gazes of the reunited guests. The Summer sun crowns you with the reflexes of the gold you wear all over yourself, displaying the wealth of your court.
Lords, ladies, princes, and High Lords look upon you, and you know what they see, the unlikely bride, the water nymphs dancing before you, scattering heather before your bare feet, the high fae holding the hem of your dress, dryads and urisks accompanying you in procession, singing beautifully enough to evoke a few sobs from the attendants. A united court.
The court you're building together. You see Tarquin waiting for you at the altar, the sun turning his braids to a platinum that complimented the gold of his crown, eyes the color of the ocean beckoning you. If it wasn't for the dancing nymphs blocking your path, you're not sure you'd be able to keep from running to him, your High Lord, friend and lover.
How long had it taken the two of you to get here? How many dusks when you'd find him on the deck of his private ship, brooding at the sunset, and the two of you would just talk for hours on end?
Some nights he'd share the burden of ruling, the politics he wanted to implement, the maneuvering around a prejudiced noble class unwilling to compromise, and after a while you started chiming in with ideas of your own.
Some nights you'd just make him laugh, and that would be enough. Either way, you'd be gone when the sun rose.
The night you didn't show up, he came looking for you. It had been a shock, you remembered your folk gathering around, astounded to see a High Lord in their domains for the first time in so long. There had been a complication with your nephew´s birth, and, before you knew, Tarquin was swimming back and forth, fetching healers and remedies.
He scolded you later for not telling him how much your people were in need of. He had shared his troubles with you, hadn't he? Why didn't you do the same? Didn't you trust him? What if the other High Lords had never cared about the Merfolk, he wasn't the other High Lords, he thought you knew him better than that.
He accepted your apologies, and from that day on you were appointed Secretary for Merfolk Matters.
The high priestess behind Tarquin is also one of you, your kin watches from the water that surrounds the platform built specially for your wedding, a literal and symbolic bridge between land and sea.
"Welcome, all children of land and of the waters." She starts, but you can't pry your eyes off of Tarquin.
He stands tall, and, for once, his title doesn't seem to weight on him, despite the imposing crown. His broad shoulders are squared back in a relaxed way, like when it's just the two of you on the deck and you sing for him, or when it´s just the two of you in his cabin, and he sits sprawled on the chair and you go on your knees to make him sing for you.
He´s such a musical lover.
"Daughter of the waters, do you willingly tie the currents of your life to those of this son of Land?"
"I do."
His smile widens enough that it forms dimples in his cheeks, the perfect white teeth stark against the full dark lips that have learned every inch of your body in both water and land forms.
Tarquin likes to kiss. Especially, he likes to kiss you. Everywhere.
He tips his head slightly to the side, a mischievous gleam in the clear waters of his eyes, as if he knows exactly what you're thinking of.
"Son of the dry land, do you willingly surrender your fate to that of this daughter of waters?"
"I do." His voice booms, carried by the ocean wind, and the priestess hands you the knife.
One prick to the finger and the blood forms a shiny red drop on the tip. It feels almost too erotic to do in public, but you offer your blood to the High Lord, swallowing to keep back from shuddering at the flicker of his hot tongue.
He drew his finger so lightly over your lower lip it could have been an accident, but you knew that look in his eyes too well to believe that.
"By the power bestowed upon me by the Mother, I now declare you married."
Cheers explode as the two of you kiss for perhaps a bit too long, and Princess Cresseida steps forward, the crown atop a silk pillow in a shell, smiling even as she reprimands the two of you with a look of her beautiful brown eyes.
Tarquin takes the cresting waves of gold in his hand. It's a perfect copy of his own crown, another message for all courts of Prythian.
"I, Tarquin, High Lord of Summer, take this mermaid to be my High Lady, my equal in every way, to rule our court by my side, or in my stead, if the day should come." You bow your head for him to place the crown, as rehearsed, and feel the weight and the hot metal on your brow. The thought makes you smile, that no one had considered shielding the crown from the sun all this time "You'll sit on the throne, wear the crown, sign the laws." Tarquin places a finger under your chin, lifting your head in a gesture that felt more intimate than even the blood sharing "And you will bow to no one."
You turn to face the gathered crowd, all of them bowing their heads to you, except for the High Lords themselves. High Lady Feyre, who has clearly been overserved, is cheering, and from the waters the blowing of a shell drowns the smaller sound.
"You may rise." You hear your voice echoing in the afternotes of the shell, gentle, yet commanding.
The bowed heads lift to glance at you. Your hand finds Tarquin´s without you needing to look down, and you know he sees the same as you see, a colourful court of all races of fae, where all voices are heard and love is greater than the old divisions. The court you are building together.
You've made it, the two of you. You're Tarquin´s wife.
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What I think of you based off your favorite creepypasta
Please keep in mind that this is just my opinion !
Jeff the Killer
Anger issues much? And is that hot topic merch? Definitely an emo, but your music taste is amazing! You don’t back down from anything and you defend your friends a lot. Your also very opinionated, nothing wrong with that I guess. You definitely had a major crush on him and read those fanfics about him coming to your room and taking you to live in the slender mansion. Are you ok, mentally? I believe you like spicy food (every JTF fan I’ve met likes spicy food, so it’s now a stereotype). Also, your loud.
BEN Drowned
Fun fact : you cant cut everyone off and then expect to be mentally ok. You play video games not only because you like them, but you use them as an escape from reality. You probably hate it here on earth most of the time, but believe that there’s some good and something worth staying here. You had a weird childhood (FNAF, creepypasta, etc.) and might have been bullied for it, but now your cool and still like all that stuff. Your music taste is also great, but stop running from your problems. Honestly, I feel like if your a BEN fan, then you’ve been a fan of him for a long time now.
Eyeless Jack
Similar to BEN, you can’t just cut everyone off. Also books are not a substitute for people, go outside. Your definitely some kind of “special” student (like you know those gifted classes? At my school we called them special classes but they were the gifted classes it think. Anyways you were in those) and your burnt out. You probably want to go into medicine, or something really complex like that. Also, you thirst over this man so much, it’s a little concerning. Take a break from everything, just chill. Your music taste is ok, but you’ve got great taste in men. You might be a mom or therapist friend.
Ticci Toby
ADHD? Autism? Your somewhere on scale. How are those sensory issues? You seem like the kind of person who was “special” or “gifted” and you sat alone at recess picking at grass. Your competitive and enjoy the party when it’s people you know, but if it’s people you don’t know your not cool at all. Your awkward, but it’s ok! You probably had some kind of emo phase and at one point you kin him (that’s saying you don’t right now). Your music taste is cool. Also stop feeding the raccoons on your back porch and trying to justify it, I know your trying to build an army and it won’t work.
Tim / Masky
Two words : Daddy Issues. Like bro, take a chill pill. Your anger is violent, you probably have a hole in your wall where you punched it, but your working on it. You possibly smoke, or think smoking is hot. Your definitely a Marble Hornets (SlenderVerse in general) fan and have been for awhile. Your also really into the trope where the proxies have the personalities of the Heathers and your Veronica. You also really like true crime, like to a scary amount. Your music taste is cool, could be better I guess. Also, stop trying to hide from your problems, it’s better to face them.
Brian / Hoodie :
Your quite, but really cool. Similar to Tim, a big Marble Hornets / SlenderVerse fan. You like photography and urban exploring, as well as ghosting hunting. I feel like you had a Sam and Colby and/or Buzzfeed Unsolved phase at some point. Another true crime fan, but you enjoy fictional stuff like slashers more than real stuff. Speaking of, stop trying to hide from reality. It’s better to face it, but your smart and I’m sure you can figure it out. You find yourself in holes a lot, but you manage to get yourself out of them. Great music taste, your the dad friend, and overall super cool.
Jane the Killer
Your either thirst over her or kin her or both. You have great taste in just about everything, music, fashion, anything. Your probably some kind of goth, but if not goth then metal head. You had an Evanescence phase and don’t even try to tell me you didn’t because I know you did. A lot of people fall for you, and you have so many people on a leash, but you sometimes find yourself using them for your gain. I think this is something you don’t mean to do, and when you do it you feel terrible. Your an over-thinker, but don’t worry, your cool and look great.
Nina the Killer
Was invader zim your favorite childhood show? Or was it the grim adventures of Billy and Mandy? Either way your emo and scene, and your very proud to be one! Your proud to be who you are, and that’s amazing! Sometimes you get insecure, but I promise you looked great. Honestly, you strike me as the kind of person who either looks emo and listens to emo music, or the kind of person to look cute and soft but like to like grindcore and black metal. You hide from your own problems but jump head first into small issues. Take some time to yourself and just settle down. Don’t let anyone fuck with you or your style either, I love you and nobody should diss on the scene Queen.
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Friend Application?
I’m tired and need friends TwT so here’s my friend application! Also btw this blog is new if you want to follow or smth idk!
basics-🧸
Name: Lyra or Connor ✨
Age: 15yo (Sep 3rd, 2008) 💀
Height: 5’5 (165 cm) 📏
Pronouns: they/it if you need gendered then he but avoid it <\3 ⚧️ I’m non-binary :p
Aesthetic: Alt but I am in love with cutecore☕️
Sexuality: Pansexual (single and looking lol) 💕
Where I live: Florida my time zone is EST 🌇
interests- 🌌
Music artists: slipknot, korn, mcr, the front bottoms, esthie, lemon demon, clairo, get scared, ajr
fav song: twin sized mattress by the front bottoms
Shows: Helluva Boss, Hazbit Hotel, The Owl House, Amphibia, Ouran Highschool Host Club, Paranormal Park, Cells at Work, Danganronpa
Musicals I 💗: Heathers, Moulan Rouge, TGWDLM, Be More Chill, Beetlejuice, Dear Evan Hansen (not the shit movie tho)
Books: To Sleep in a sea of stars, the trilogy of two, dear Evan Hansen, crazy (Pete Earley), moral obligation to be intelligent, the inheritance games series, Percy Jackson series, they both die at the end
Random thingz: art, acting, theatre, chess, writing, cards
my life accomplishments:
babysitter for children with disabilities
care taker for elderly people and people with disabilities
4.0 GPA
lead in Heathers for my home town
week long musical theater tour in PA for The Ice Queen
communities I’m in:
therian/Otherkin: I’m a moth, deer, bat, and big cat of sort kind therian. I’m a fairy-kin and alien-kin
furry: artists and cosplayer
xenogender: I don’t use xenogenders but support them
Age Regression: I’m a caregiver!
my mental issue: as a warning
ASD: Autism Spectrum Disorder
PTSD: Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
OCD: Over Compulsive Disorder
UDD: Unspecified Dissociative Disorder
MDD: Major Depressive Disorder
GAD: Generalized Anxiety Disorder
Pica: Eating disorder that results in chewing and eating non edible things
Aqua-phobia: phobia of water
DNI: basic dni, DiCEORG of any kind, Sh or ED blogs, nudes blogs
🧸✨☕️
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