#i love how i completely forgot about council of gods and i got a singular ask about it and all of a sudden im writing a 20 page essay on it

[chocoenvy]

After rereading some of ur works I wonder how would Mari from the council of gods au world react to visiting the god in the darling x tsaritsa x reader world... I can think of it going like

Mari: Ok we're gonna be visiting an old friend that i have not talked to in some time

Imp: Why?

Mari: It would be nice for u to know the other gods as well

Arte/ Imp: Ok

Mari: but sweetheart you might want to stay here

Puppet: but why?

Mari: Well uuuuhhmmm..... their... uuuhhhh.....

Arte: R rated?

Mari: Yes! whatever that is

Puppet: …oh, ok

*teleports to the other world*

Mari: Morgana there's someone I'd like yo to mee-

Darling flirting with the tsaritsa: Mari your here? i though you were kidding when u said u were coming

Mari: Now i remember why i stopped talking to you and you know what we already finished what we cam here

Arte and Imp: *summons phone* hey Siri how to get amnesia successfully

-porcelain anon

im a bitch for this series oh my god, i highkey forgot about it but i love it

ALSO NAMING DARLING MORGANA???????????? HELLO??????????

Arte is like "hell yeah you got good tastes." bc tsaritsa simps (or arte could be a tartaglia simp, depends on what you're most into)

I'm still frothing at the mouth at the name morgana- I'm gonna call them Darling still so I don't go full gay panic

MORGANA AND MARI BEING RELATED OR SMTH OR CHILDHOOD FRIENDS SHUT UP IDK AND CALLING EACH OTHER MARI AND MORI OH MY GOD-

and then mari sees reader and is like "the fuck is that"

"We found them on the side of the road :)"

So.... since Imp and Arte were also isekai'd do you think they'd be like "we like this thing." and befriend reader

I think Arte would vibe more with Darling and Mari while Imp would vibe with the Puppet and reader. Also Emi (soft au) would probably vibe with them.

I'm thinkin aloud rn but I think Emi would be kinda outcasted cause they vibe more with Imp and the puppet and the reader, but they don't necessarily feel connected. Cause it's like the popular kid trying to befriend the quiet kid. It can work out but it's hella awkward.

anyways I'll get back on topic

Darling is fucking insane, we been knew, that's probably why Mari stopped associating with them. Darling and Mari are the oldest, all of the other iterations have had something disasterous happen to them, killing them and rebirthing them into another world. Meanwhile, Mari and Darling have never had anything like that happen to them.

Mari, though, remained sane, surprisingly. Perhaps it was because of the puppet they didn't go insane, or perhaps the puppet was the result of cutting ties with Darling. Because Darling is batshit and toxic as fuck. Mari cut them off when they realized this, but still found it important to inform them of the current state of the other gods.

After all, upsetting Darling is never a good idea.

At this point im just making all these readers ocs-

But Darling is absolutely interested in everyone, but Imp is fucking horrified of them. Due to them being from imposter au, they do not have a good correlation to a big powerful and mean god.

Imp absolutely hates Darling. Hides behind whoever they can and look at them with big watery eyes as though any second their gonna jump out at them. Which, knowing Darling, they probably would.

And Darling finds this hilarious. However due to the fact that Imp and the puppet (who had a similar experience to Imp) were fast friends, Mari started to see Imp as a child of theirs (even more than they already did)

So basically Mari and Mori be fightingngngngg

and if i make Tsaritsa jealous of all the attention Darling is giving them? What then? jealous tsaritsa feeds my soul <3

now what if i were to shove piece of shit (vampire) reader into this? Piece of shit reader that befriends Emi Arte and the puppet to try and get out of the cage Darling has trapped them in.

Piece of shit reader seeing how vulnerable and scared Imp is and not giving a shit, threatening them and blaming the fact that they got out on Imp and/or the others.

Anything they can do to get out of trouble and get the hell out of Darling's and the Tsaritsa's grasp.

And Mari realizes there's no saving them. Those mfs crazy man

this makes no sense i'm sorry for going off again, this au just makes my brain rot at speeds unprecedented and I HAVE to write it down bc it's just so fun

#choco.asks #i really need to stop going off on such long tangents sakdfjlasdkfj #this au just fucking scratches my brain in such a nice way i can't stop myself from writing about it dkdjsalrkj #there's so much DRAMA too!! mari and darling breaking it apart once and for all even though they've known each other so long #arte seeing their beloved tsaritsa act out in ways they never thought seeing how far people will go for an all powerful god #understanding that they must rule carefully or they'll become just like them #im just a bitch for found families man #and then reader and emi and arte and imp all being from earth #memeing the fuck out of everything #DEEZ NUTZ JOKES GALORE OH MY GOD #which genshin player are you? Arte: the simp Emi: the teapot main Imp: the collector Reader: the addict #are they turning into ocs? yes. am i upset about it? yes. #save me from my own hell #i love how i completely forgot about council of gods and i got a singular ask about it and all of a sudden im writing a 20 page essay on it #it just reminds me of my story and ocs okay? found families my dude <33 THIS IS SO NICHE IM GONNA SHUT UP SKDAJFLASDJ

[primomoraleminfiliam]

A Christmas Proposal | A Life Story

@fidusfrater @fallegdauoa @hazelswish

The family was mended. Granted it had taken nearly two years to fix it, but it was fixed nonetheless. Everyone was living together, peacefully majority of the time but there was the occasional argument busting out. Mainly between Asariel and Rebekah about who had stolen what out of the other’s closet. They were all happy though, spending their holidays together. This Christmas was no different. Finn had finally been brought back to life thanks to Asariel and Freya. Marcellus was now just a normal vampire, voluntarily giving up his newer style hybrid status so that there would be peace.

The wolves had moved back to the Quarter, the witches were free to live as they pleased, and the vampires continued their existence as they had under Marcel with a little adjustment. Each faction was represented upon a council that was lead by Avonia, Asariel’s mother. Because who better to lead them than the one person who could control the whole Mikaelson family? Marcel still led the vampire faction. Hayley led the wolves, and Vincent was over the witches. There was finally a true peace in the French Quarter. Members of the different factions were encouraged to visit but they were required to follow the simple rules that Avonia had set forth.

The first was not to meddle in the affairs of the humans. Charity parties were fine, but no politics unless it couldn’t be helped. The second was not to hurt the tourists. The third was to respect each other’s specific territories in the Quarter. If you were requested to leave, then you left without question that moment. It wasn’t meant to be rude, just to keep tensions from mounting. Four was to bring all concerns to the council and they would make a democratic decision. And the final one was to stay out of each others business. This typically circled back to the fourth rule if people were concerned it could affect them, but the fifth and final rule was more geared to keep from a singular person from any faction getting in the middle of witch, wolf, or vampire business.

But Christmas was always the most peaceful of all holidays. The factions usually held a Christmas feast respectively for each other, each holding it on a different night. Tonight it was just the Mikaelson family and a few close friends. Avonia and Elijah were sitting on one of the small love seats with Hazel playing with her lookalike doll that Elijah had had specifically made by one of their old friends the year before. He was an artisan with dolls. Niklaus sat with Hope in his lap with her sketchbook, helping her practice her drawing. Hayley, Rebekah, Jackson, and Oliver were on another couch, chatting quietly about something or other. This only left Asariel and Marcel, piled up on the other love seat with her head resting comfortably on his shoulder as the two watched everyone. Kol and Finn were sitting over near the tree, Finn trying to keep Kol from toppling the tall tree over as he looked at all the presents to try and figure out what he’d gotten.

They never really talked other than in private, their discussions usually about music and philosophy because… Well that’s what they did together. Their relationship was effortless because despite her having practically helped raise him, deep down she had always known something was special about Marcel. She knew that there was always going to be something special between them. But she hadn’t ever thought it would be that they would fall in love with one another. But here they were, deep in love so much so that Hazel had started calling him Dad now.

Every bit of their lives as a family were just falling into a perfectly finished puzzle. No more enemies. No more psycho parents/grandparents/aunts to bring down their wrath on them. No more prophecies. No more hate. They were all safe and sound, happy together as one big family for the first time in nearly a thousand years.

“So should we all exchange gifts tonight?” Niklaus suggested, bringing a cheer from Hope and Hazel.

“One present a piece from each person. That’s the rule.” Finn reminded, knowing that sometimes Niklaus had a tendency to forget the rule. Actually he always forgot it.

“Why don’t Hazel and Hope choose? That way it’s completely random as to what present they get.” Avonia suggested, Hazel already out of her grandmother’s lap and leaving her doll in Elijah’s. “I guess that’s a yes.”

Hope and Hazel quietly distributed presents to everyone and picking a present for each other. Slowly everyone opened their presents from one another, thank the giver with a hug. Niklaus had gifted both Hazel and Hope special friendship necklaces for them and had had Freya magic them so they could always talk to each other even when they weren’t close to one another. Asariel could just see that causing problems in school, but let it slide. Hope had given her mother and Jackson a joint gift, a picture she’d sketched of the two of them… So many gifts given between them all, far too many to count. But there was so much thought put into each gift.

“Marcel, you didn’t get Asa anything?” Rebekah asked out of curiosity as she noticed that he was the only person she hadn’t thanked.

“I don’t need any more things, Aunt Rebekah,” Asariel smiled, holding Hazel in her own lap now as the three sat together. “Besides, isn’t it a gift enough that he’s here.”

“Well…” Marcel started, winking down at Hazel. She nodded and went over to the tree, plucking a small box that had been sitting on a tree branch. She’d been in charge of hiding it and knew it would be missed considering the decorative boxes on the tree that Rebekah had insisted on. She brought it back to Marcel, quickly going to her Aunt Rebekah this time to watch.

“Asariel Airlia Mikaelson Elijasdottir,” Marcel started smiling, slowly moving to stand in front of her. “I have been a part of this family since the day your uncle saved me from being beaten to death. You’ve all taught me important life lessons, but it was you that always had a special place in my heart because of how welcoming you were. You were used to being the center of everyone’s attention and could have easily done away with me if you wanted. I’m glad you didn’t… We’ve spent nearly a century away from one another only to come back and fall in love. I’m thankful for you in so many ways.”

“And I’m thankful for you too, Marcellus.” Asariel interrupted, uncertain of where this was going.

“You and Hazel… You’ve changed my life in so many good ways. I mean, I’m not saying I had a bad one, but you two have brought so much more life and color to it.” Marcel got down on one knee, loud gasps filling the courtyard of the compound as he opened the box. “But I’d like to make it official for all eternity, Asariel… Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” She cried, not even looking at the ring as her arms wrapped around his neck. Their lips found one another’s as the rest of their group cheered - except Elijah who stalked off, Avonia following behind him.

“You owe me twenty.” Niklaus said looking over his shoulder at Kol and Finn while Asariel and Marcel were busy kissing.

“You guys made a bet about him proposing?” Rebekah asked, not shocked just somewhat angry he would bring it up now.

“Nope, I made a bet on if he’d ask Elijah… From the way our moral brother stalked off… I would suppose little Marcellus didn’t.” Niklaus answered.

“I wanted to… But I knew he’d say no.” Marcel answered as he and Asariel stood together. “He gave us his blessing to be with one another… He must have known that where this was going.”

“I don’t think papa thought we’d make it official though.” Asariel sighed, looking to her father’s study. “Thank God it’s sound proof by magic… I’d hate to hear what curses he’s muttering.”

And if she only knew…

#the doting aunt | rebekah #the hybrid uncle | niklaus #the hybrid mother | hayley #the lunatic uncle | kol #the stick in the mud uncle | finn #the long lost aunt | freya #the forsaken mother | avonia #niklaus saving grace | hope #my darling girl | hazel #the moral father | elijah #the daughter of the moral one | asariel #the little warrior | marcellus #drabbles #drabble