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lavinialeguin · 6 months
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Lavinia's Birthday was excellent foreshadowing.
I don't know if the writers did it on purpose, but giving Lavinia an August birthday is one of my favorite pieces of foreshadowing her being Titania's child. Especially in chapter 1 or 2 of Lavinia's first season where FMC makes the joke about Lavinia referring to her as a "Sweet Winter Child" when in reality she's a Summer Child. She's a Child of the Summer Queen.
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alsopartgekkos · 11 months
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enjoying the view aka feldcroft turtleneck experience
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faustinio27 · 10 months
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Shitposts and unfinished stuff - if you want to take a look to my messy sketches 🫠
most of them are a few months old, when I started the game
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feat @alsopartgekkos 's MC
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the-ink-and-quill · 4 months
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Lavinia: Are you ready to commit?
Sebastian: Like a crime? Or a relationship?
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frozen-heart · 2 years
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My reaction:
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Like wth Blossom
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hibisco-b612 · 3 years
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I mean it's too soon for a kiss and i knew it but i wanted it anyway
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alexthed33r · 2 years
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I still don’t know what to say about Lovestruck shutting down but EEA stories will have a special place in my heart for a long time.
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jupitter-argento · 3 years
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Darla Pratt needs her own route with princess Josephine.
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aquagirl1978 · 3 years
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sylverstorms · 3 years
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Lavinia x MC (Cynthia) ----Cold Heat
Words: ~1100
Rating: Teasing at Mature, but probably T for Teens.
A/N: An alternate version of the bedroom scene with Lavinia at her Season 1 Finale. Ice she may be, but the passion between her and MC ignites.
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When you see her seated in the armchair of your room –legs crossed, chin cocked, bathed in silvers and whites by the moonlight, every bit the ice queen she is— you don't know whether you want to want to kiss her or yell at her.
Probably both.
Definitely both.
“Hey there.” That is how Lavinia greets you, all cool smiles and roguish charm, as if the past five hours never occurred at all.
As if you didn't sit in that chamber, helpless, watching her fight a Faerie and get hurt for your sake, only to eventually realize it was all part of her plan. Your anguish, part of her damn plan.
“Huh. I thought you'd be all the way to New York by now.” the biting way the words leave your mouth, you may as well have told her to screw off.
“Oh. You're...mad at me.” Lavinia states. It isn't really a question.
“Of course not, I love being kept in the dark.” you scoff. You don't even bother turning the lights on as you root yourself there, against your door, as far away from her as possible.
“Curses.” she whispers under her breath. “Look, I know I should have told you about the... trickier parts of the plan.” You wish you didn't feel as weak as you do, looking into her icy eyes. “But everything worked out, in the end.”
“I guess it's fine since it worked out, yeah?” you ask, no small amount of sarcasm in your voice. “It's alright that I had to sit there and watch you get hurt over and over again.”
Lavinia's lips part soundlessly at that. For a moment, she appears speechless.
“I never imagined...” she trails off. Pauses. “I didn't think it would be this difficult for you, watching me take a few hits.”
You shake your head and exhale loudly. You'd rather not linger on that incident any longer, or the horrible feeling in your chest will remain lodged there and cost you your sleep.
“Cynthia.” Lavinia calls your name gently.
You hate how easily it breaks down your walls to hear her voice get this soft for you. Only for you. Try as you might to hold onto your anger as a means of fighting off your vulnerability...
“Cynthia, come here.”
You lose the fight. Your will crumbles. You are already pushing off the wall and walking towards her extended hand, like a ship lost at sea following the distant glow of a lighthouse.
Lavinia's fingers are cool when they wrap around yours, an anchor, steady, guiding you to sit in front of her, between her legs. Facing forward as you are, you can't see her beautiful face, only guess at what expression she must be making right now. Perhaps that is the whole point.
Those same fingers then move up your arms, ghost over your shoulders, tangle in your hair. You hold back the tremor threatening to wrack your body at her touch.
“...should I keep going?” she asks, chin hovering above your shoulder. Part of you wishes it tucks down, against your skin.
Tempted as you are to turn, you instead breathe out and leave yourself in her hands with a quiet “Yes.”
Lavinia rolls your head back, slowly, carefully, until it is resting on her shoulder. Deft thumbs press on the knots of tension at the base of your neck, down your shoulders...
A hitched sigh escapes your lips. You so willingly surrender to this fire the queen of ice kindles in you.
The whole world narrows down to just the two of you in the dark, basking in your proximity.
If this is a dream, you don't want it to end.
Lavinia massages slow little circles into the softer parts of your shoulders. It takes all you've got not to moan openly into your room.
God, the feel of her hands on you...
“Still good?” she asks, breath caressing the tip of your ear, her voice now taking a deeper, huskier quality.
A shiver echoes through you just from that.
“Yes...” you sound so breathless.
One of Lavinia's hands runs down your side to rest on your waist, while the other guides your curly hair away from your neck so she can lean closer. It all feels so surreal; you are relaxed against her yet tension lingers in your stomach and thighs, everything is too much and too little at the same time.
When you breathe, you breathe in the chill of her magic and spicy perfume. Her right hand is like a cold burn, dancing at the hem of your shirt. Her left comes to the column of your throat, as if to cradle or choke you at your request.
“You're so tense.” she husks in your ear.
A shaky exhale leaves you.
“...want me to help you relax?” Lavinia's lips trace the shell of your ear with the words now. The sensation is downright sinful.
The fingers on your belly tease just underneath the waistband of your slacks and oh God if she goes any lower right now—
Somewhere in the back of your mind, you think perhaps you shouldn't be doing this with her when you haven't even kissed yet, haven't even sorted out what the two of you are. But you also need it, need her, really, really bad...
“Lavinia...” She presses a little tighter against you at the sound of her name, falling like a prayer from your lips.
“Yeah?” comes out almost as a sigh against your neck.
This is bad, because it's too good, because it arouses you too hard to know the queen of ice is as affected by this as you are. You feel her lips on the soft spot underneath your jaw and her fingers creep lower still...
Until a loud sound from downstairs has you both springing up and apart.
You only then recover enough of your mind to realize your friends and brother are still up, still moving about the house. Your door isn't even locked –they could walk in on you and Lavinia at any moment and it will already be bad enough without catching you in a compromising position.
Lavinia huffs a chuckle and runs a hand through her hair. You mirror the gesture, teeth sunk in your bottom lip as you straighten your clothes.
“I better go.” she says, a coy little smile playing at her full lips. Oh, how you want them on your own...
Lavinia opens the window and swings one long leg out. You approach to bid her goodnight, then pause once you look directly into her darkened eyes.
Her hand reaches for yours and softly tugs you forward. Her cool mouth lands on the side of your head, over your curly locks.
“Think of me.” she says. Winks.
And then she's gone, leaving you alone in your room and taking the thrill of her presence with her.
If one thing is for certain, it's that you'll think of her.
It's not like you dream of anything but her these days, anyway.
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Ko-Fi
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lavinialeguin · 7 months
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What if the entire Ever After Academy cast and story took place in a more Wolf Among Us Setting?
Whitethorn becomes a town in Connecticut filled with fairy tale characters who've escaped the magical realm after a great war that caused most of the realm to be destroyed by the fae who wished to take over the land for themselves.
The triad becomes the peacekeepers integrating the fables into the non-magical realm, giving them a temporary place to stay while war wages in the magical realm. The story starts with the funeral of FMC and MMC's uncle who is suspected to have been murdered by a fable, though they don't have enough proof to determine which fable did it. FMC takes it upon herself as the newly ascended Path Finder to find her uncle's murderer.
MMC works as the Light Keeper, keeping the lighthouse light on and being a welcoming presence to any new fables that come through the portals. His job is also to keep the Whitethorn trees alive and well to help keep the fae from finding them.
Arin still works as the Guardian, protecting the magic library, and labyrinth, and assisting FMC and MMC in helping stomp civil disputes between the fables living in Whitethorn.
Nora Le Fay is an ally of the triad, assisting with magical barriers and upkeep of the magical library. Nora is also the team's main healer, assisting in treating fables who are infected with hexes or curses from the fae. She currently acts as a librarian at the university library as her cover while assisting with the magical library and labyrinth underneath the school.
Lucas Charming is the heir to the Garnet Throne, his family sent him to Whitethorn in a show of trust to the White Queen, who is assisting them in keeping the fae at bay in their kingdom. Lucas works as a type of bodyguard for MMC as well as assisting in keeping more rowdy fables in line. Lucas works as a docent at the lighthouse, assisting with tours and showing fables around.
Abel is a brooding woodsman, tasked by the White Queen to tend to the Whitethorns, keeping the plans around Whitethorn alive. He's the most muscular of the group and acts as the team's tank fighter when in need, however, he's distrusting of most people and is rude when provoked, making him not as effective as an ally in the beginning.
Lavinia La Guin, the Snow Queen, travels to Whitethorn due to FMC's family promising to return her heart in exchange for help creating stronger barriers to keep the Fae away, as the Winter Kingdom is currently untouched by the Fae due to the Snow Queen's intense protective spells around her kingdom. However, with the death of the previous Pathfinder, FMC is left to strike a new deal to get the witch's help in finding her Uncle's killer. Lavinia resides as the owner and bartender of an Ice Bar in Whitethorn, a common hangout for some of the less moral fables.
Jack Frost is Lavinia's younger half-brother, another child of Titania, Jack assists Lavinia in keeping their kingdom safe. He communicates between the two realms using a communication stone.
Ezra Wolf works as a bouncer at the Ice Bar Lavinia owns. He is a gruff and well-respected security presence at the bar as well as a great keeper in intel due to his ability to sink into the shadows.
More to come, but just the first bunch of ideas.
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alsopartgekkos · 1 year
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Yule Ball sketchdump ✨✨
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chilledlesbian · 3 years
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omg yes
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This part was so sweet 🥲 🥰
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frozen-heart · 3 years
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"It would have hurt more to keep it."
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michaestzu · 3 years
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Ezra: Why are FMC and Lavinia sitting with their backs to each other? MMC: They had a fight. Ezra: Then why are they holding hands? MMC: They get sad when they fight.
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