#xonar-verse dawn

[roachmattea]

they call her the daughter of doves.

the one that will make the choice.

the queen of dawn.

(she is.)

they forget, that she is one of them.

they forget she cries when she feels a death, any death, of her people.

they forget she cannot kill.

(they forget many things.)

they think she is a goddess.

they think she is a saint.

they think she is invincible.

(she is not.)

they remember that she went back for a single person, one she knew nothing about other than they are my people.

they remember the days she sat on her throne, planning a defence against her best friend.

they remember when she brought them back home.

(she did.)

they do not remember when she cried.

when she failed.

(she did.)

she has never told anyone of those fateful nights.

the night after she lost her father.

the night after she lost her mother. 

the night after she lost her three best friends.

but she has never lost herself.

because she is a saint.

she is invincible.

she is a goddess.

she isn’t.

but if that’s what it takes to get them through this,

then that is what she will be.

#amelia's poetry #death mention tw #tw death mention #xonar-verse dawn #yayyyy i like this!!! #anyone want to be on my poetry taglist?

[imaramennoodle]

having your girlfriend also be a queen can be inconvenient. especially when she makes you go to meetings with her under the reasoning of “you were literally invited to the meeting this is important for the future of Xonari”

@fire-sapphics

#jolly #xonar verse #xonar verse dawn #Holly Dawn Flynn #JP Ross

[roachmattea]

she has lived ten lives.

every death she has survived will be a stab of pain in her final moments.

she sits motionless in the corner, her eyes, once a beautiful brown, now a dull grey, staring at nothing.

at herself.

she is nothing.

not that she was anything to begin with.

fake. that’s what she was.

what she’ll always be.

she never says it aloud, though.

aloud, she’s strong.

determined.

but she thinks. 

she thinks she’s fake.

she thinks so nobody hears.

but he hears, like he always does.

he tells her what he’s always told her.

that she is everything.

it doesn’t matter that she isn’t the most powerful xonarian anymore, that it doesn’t matter that she isn’t even xonarian anymore.

that it doesn’t matter whether her eyes are brown or grey.

it matters, she thinks, but he hears.

you are everything.

not to them. she is quick to deflect.

you are everything to me.

she knows. 

he tells her everyday.

they only have each other, now.

two children dead, one on earth, one somewhere they will never find.

all gone.

but they are not gone.

she wishes she was, sometimes.

but then she sees him.

he has brought her back.

he has brought her back every time she has been beyond control.

she thinks,

life is worth living,

because i’m living for you.

and he hears.

#amelia's poetry #xonar-verse poems #this is about my favourite couple that i've put through wayyyyy too much #xonar-verse dawn #death tw

[roachmattea]

anyone want me to explain dawn but it’s just the main romance between the asexual dawn queen and her eccentric bisexual chatty enemy who isn’t really her enemy who buys her frozen lemonades from tim horton’s every time they fight and she tells her friends she hates him but secretly she actually looks forward to their fights and she thinks none of her friends know but they actually all have bets on how long till the get together/the enemy joins them

#anyone? #pls? #xonar-verse #xonar-verse dawn

[roachmattea]

holly: okay, i’m going to the store. be back later.

j.p: okay, love you. bye!

holly: bye!

holly: wAIT WHAT-

#this is How it Happened #kind of #it was more like #hi #oh hi #*silence* #*some comments about the stars* #'hey i love you' #'cool' #*.....* #'wAIT WHAT' #tw caps #amelia yells about dawn (but it's only jolly) #xonar-verse dawn #JOLLY

[roachmattea]

we were born from death.

from sacrifice.

from courage.

from love.

we lived by killing.

and torturing.

and hurting.

and lying.

we are immortal.

we are dead.

we are anything but alive.

we were never meant to exist.

we’re a blip.

a glitch in the system.

this is why you are the saviour.

you know what it’s like to live.

like me.

they don’t know.

all they’ve ever known is death, and pain.

you’ve known love.

and caring.

and yes, you’ve known pain too.

but the only way to truly immortalize yourself?

is to die like any mortal.

~ xonari, to the daughter of doves. 

#tw death #tw pain #tw torture #tw lying #xonar-verse #xonari #xonar-verse dawn #i wrote a smol poem yall #amelia's poetry

[roachmattea]

.....holly dawn flynn?

@imaramennoodle​ yes i’m tagging you because you seem to like the dawn stuff-

#they didn't have a good crown #but i l o o o o o ve this picrew #xonar-verse dawn #holly dawn flynn

[roachmattea]

dawn jolly snippet!!

(Holly’s pov)

putting a cut because it’s mildly long and i don’t want to clutter up anyone’s dash!!!

With my back pressed against the brick wall in the dark alleyway and dark-wolf (Alisha’s wolves) bites on my shoulder, side, and legs, my only thought is, I kinda want a frozen lemonade right now.

I grimace. I stuff my hands into my jacket pockets-looking for some kind of healing juice or something--and find a small white card. It’s stained with blood (mine), but I can still read the address, and the message scrawled to the side: 2 hour date truce! -j.p.

I run through a map of the city in my mind. The closest entrance to my kingdom is 10 blocks away. The address is only one.

Well, I think. what do I have to lose? 

I make my way to J.P Ross’s house, or evil headquarters, or whatever. Anything is better than a dark alleyway splattered with wolf-and-dawn-queen blood. 

When I find the small house tucked into an unassuming suburban neighbourhood, I'm a little surprised. For a second I wonder: What if he wrote down the wrong address, and I show up, covered in blood, and a hand aglow so I can see (the streetlights are broken), on the doorstep of a random middle class family?

I shake my head. This is J.P Ross, criminal mastermind. He knows his own address. 

I knock twice with a glowing fist. 

The door opens, and he stands in the doorway, brown hair mussed, shirt unbuttoned at the collar, holding a glass of wine. His eyes widen when he sees me, bloody and shivering, on his doorstep. 

He seems at a loss for words, but puts his wine glass down, and touches the bite on my shoulder. “...Holly Dawn?”

I can barely stand. I need to make him understand, to make him not kill me on the spot. I hold out the blood-stained white truce card. “I didn’t know where else to go.” 

And then I collapse into the arms of my worst enemy. 

~

When I wake, it’s by a fire, with a quilt around me, and a dull pain in my head. “...J.P?”

He is sitting beside me on a couch, dabbing at the wound on my shoulder. “Hello, Your Highness.” His smirk reminds me of Ryan’s when he teases Miranda. 

I shake my head. It’s a mistake. Fuzzy spots cloud my vision. I turn to J.P.

“What did you give me? Some sort of sedative drug?”

“Nope. It’s just the Livis’s bites. They weaken Xonarians, especially Tallion’s. It’s a wonder you made it all the way here without passing out. How far away were you? Why didn’t you call your friends or something?”

I try to reach into my pocket, realizing I don't have my jacket on anymore. J.P seems to notice what I’m looking for, and holds up my jacket. 

“Check the pockets,” I say.

He reaches into the left pocket, and pulls out my phone. The screen is shattered, and there’s a bullet hole clean through the middle (the MTT had killed a few of the wolves; I'd gotten caught in the crossfire.) He mouths, Oh.

I roll my eyes, and mouth back Yeah.

He smirks again. I have an uncontrollable urge to smack him, and I feel like I understand Miranda a little better now. He looks too annoying, smirking like that. And too cute. 

What am I talking about? 

J.P puts my broken phone on the coffee table. “You can have some screen time if you want,” 

I really am about to smack him now, but a loud whistling noise stops me.

 “J.P!” a voice yells from upstairs. J.P and I both tense. It’s Silentina, J.P’s niece. “That’s the kettle! Can you make me some lemon tea?”

“Uh, yeah! Just a second!” He turns to me, and his face is panicked. 

“Can you stand?” he whispers. “No!” I whisper back. 

“J.P?” Silentina calls. “Everything okay?”

“Fine!”

Without warning, he picks me up bridal-style, and when I squeak - out of pain and surprise - he presses a finger to my lips.

“She can’t know you’re here,” he murmured. I nodded, eyes wide. “Good.” 

He carries me to a bland bedroom and places me gently on the bed. “Not a sound,” He reminds me. 

I nod as he closes the door and heads back to make Silentina her tea.

I sit up on the bed and wince. My back is sore from sitting for so long. I want to turn some lights on, but that would alert Silentina of my presence. So I settled for curling my hands into a cup, and letting a small glimmer of gold bounce around in my hand. 

J.P didn’t kill me when I was unconscious in his home. I, the hero, his enemy, had come to him, and basically begged him to help me. And he did.

What a strange villain. 

Maybe he’s not your villain, a little voice whispers in my mind. I tell it to shut up. The voice sounds a lot like Miranda. 

“You’re going out?” That’s J.P’s voice from the kitchen. I squeeze my hand, and listen. 

“Yup.” That’s Silentina. “Going to be a teenager for a bit. Maybe see a movie. You don’t mind if I take a break from building, do you?” Building what? 

“No, not at all. Have fun.”

“Mm, now I'm going to try as hard as I can not to.”

I can practically hear J.P rolling his eyes. “Okay, great to know. Bye!”

“Bye!”

I hear footsteps, and then the doorknob clicks, and J.P enters the room he put me in.

“Light,” he commands, and for a second i think he’s talking to me, and it’s a nickname or something, but no, he’s talking to the room.  

Beautiful, golden light floods the gloomy room, and hundreds of systems come to life; projections, holograms, you name it. 

I push my hand through a hologram of the Hex logo. It dawns (ha ha) on me. 

“This is your room.”

“Yeah. So?”

“That’s...kinda weird.”

“Why?”

“Um...I’m your greatest enemy-”

He cuts me off. “Actually, i think my greatest enemy is the cashier at Tim Hortons who gave me a raspberry frozen lemonade instead of the original.”

“What’s Tim Hortons?”

He stares at me incredulously. “You know all those frozen lemonades I bring you every time we fight?”

He mentioned our...rivalry so casually. I find it hard to speak. “Yeah.” 

“Those are from Tim Hortons.”

The answer doesn’t satisfy me, but I don't push. 

He sits on his bed next to me. He smells like lemons. 

“Wanna watch a movie?”

I’m not sure I heard him correctly. “You...and me...watching a movie? In your house?”

He shrugs. “With your wounds, you won’t be able to move on your own until tomorrow.”

I sit up suddenly, and regret it when a sharp stab of pain brings tears to my eyes. “Tomorrow?”

“Mmhm.”

“You’re kidding.”

“I wish I was.”

I slump backwards. J.P presses a button, and a TV rises out of a table. “What do you wanna watch?”

~

J.P and I are about 15 minutes into (insert disney movie here), when I decide to lean my head against his shoulder and wrap my outside arm around his torso. He stiffens as I touch him, but relaxes soon after. 

“Holly,” J.P asked hesitantly. “Do you think that we...that our people...could ever live like this?” he motions to me and him, curled beside each other, watching a movie, bathed in a soft golden glow. 

I tilt my head to look into his eyes. “Like...in peace?” I ask. 

He nods.

I sigh. “I don’t know.”

He nods again, as if he expected that answer. We lie in silence for the rest of the movie, occasionally debating certain plot points, and screaming “Movie logic!” at the screen whenever something cliche happened (i.e: characters running (making an escape, usually), only to realize that the ground ends in a cliff, and the characters almost slip and fall, but don’t, and a few rocks tumble down the cliff).

When the movie ends, I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here with J.P and talk about whether it was realistic when (movie plot point insert).

But I can’t.

And he knows it. 

He leaves me to sleep in his room, and turns out the lights before I can even say goodnight. 

I blink in the darkness. J.P’s words are stuck in my head. My stubborn brain repeats them over, and over, even (and especially) when I scream at myself to stop.

Could we ever live in peace?

I had answered him truthfully, I think. I don’t know.

But my mind seemed to know what I wanted. I had always been an active daydreamer, after all. My dad said it was one of my best qualities.

It is your greatest strength, Holly. To see things that other people don’t. I can see his face, as he tucks my grown-out bangs out of my face. The memory was from years ago. I could smell the sea in his hair and on his skin, and heard his laugh when he picked me up and spun me around. Possibilities. Not everyone can find the dove in a sea of ravens. Hope and peace, in a world of death and destruction. You can. I know you can, my little sunrise.

I let myself imagine a perfect world. Where the Hex and Dawn work together, in peace. J.P and I would lead them, and we could go back home. To Xonar.

I fall asleep to dreams of doves and ravens. 

tagging the tflc gang hope i’m not bothering you oop

@enbies-and-felonies @that-aro-asshat @clearlykeefitz @duchessmb @book-limerence @silver-snow @pencil-is-my-sword @alienlamp @cozy-the-overlord @ademonwithinternet @linhamon-roll

#i had to put all of the italics in after because they didn't transfer from docs #so there are probably some mistakes #xonar-verse #xonar-verse dawn #jollyyyy #holly x j.p #animal bite tw #tw animal bites

[roachmattea]

infinity flynn, monarch of dawn. 

~

infinity aesthetic!!!! notice the colours....notice them.....

#amelia's shitty editing #infinity flynn #xonar-verse dawn #this s u c k s

[roachmattea]

oh my gosh i ship the two from dawn so much adlkfjklslsfkdhgs (what are their names again? im stupid) anywayyy can we hear more bout them when do they get togetherrr and howww?? oooh if they ever get together what is their ideal date :D

sksks thank you so much anon this is my fAVOURITE TYPE OF ASK SKSKSKKSSK omg my friend is gonna freak out when i show her this is like her favourite ship in my series 

okay so their names are holly dawn flynn (wink wink) and j.p ross, and holly is the asexual biromantic queen of the ~dawn~ queendom, (yes it’s named after her) which is made up of all the banished xonarians (basically if you did something really bad on xonar they banished you to earth). their prime goal is surviving on earth and keeping banished xonarian monsters from harming humans.

and j.p ross is the leader of the organization called the hex, which is also made up of banished xonarians, just less of them. and their prime goal is to get back to xonar.

basically they have the slowest slow slow burn of my series. it takes a reeeeeally long time for her to realize she loves him back (he’s made it very obvious he likes her) because she wasn’t sure if he even wanted to be with her because she was ace (he does, obviously) it makes some good angst.

so one time, they get teleported into this hell-hole alternate universe thing where everything that enters automatically has a dark copy of itself and that copy will try and kill them. 

so the hex and the dawn have to work together.

after that, they decided earth is no longer safe for them, and fly on a spaceship back to xonar.

eventually, they date, and obviously their first date is at tim horton’s, (also yes this takes place in canada i hate things taking place in the us) (plus i know more things about canada and places here) because j.p ross loves tim hortons.

but holly insists that they go to other places so from then on they go back and forth choosing restaurants and if the other likes the one that they choose, they get to pick again. it distracts them from their new life in xonar.

holly asks him to marry her, because how do you ask the queen of dawn to marry you? this is like 9 years into their relationship.

i want to explain more of it but dawn is so long so this is all you’re getting for now!!!

(also anon if you want to come back i’m labelling you ‘jolly anon’ because that’s their ship name!! tell me if you wanna change it lmao)

#xonar-verse #xonar-verse dawn #amelia's magic universe

[roachmattea]

you know whoever created jolly really said fuck it and made a powerful, healthy m/f biromantic couple + made one of them ace and one of them trans and then made them adopt the most adorable nb child EVER

oh wait that was me

#HA IT'S SELF LOVE HOURS #aka it's BEDTIME *deep sigh* #anyway i'm appreciating myself #tw swearing #amelia yells about dawn (but it's only jolly) #xonar-verse dawn #JOLLY

[roachmattea]

explaining dawn (the five important characters at least) for @beautifuldaysahead!!!

dawn is the third xonar-verse series i created, and the fourth in chronological order!! (it’s also my favourite kjhgfdhfjg there is SO MUCH-)

alright-

holly dawn flynn - (she/her) main character, asexual biromantic. very diplomatic, created the dawn queendom for all banished xonarians living on earth. actually cannot kill people without her soul like. ripping apart. (also can’t be near people who are dying because she can feel their pain) (but not other pain, just before-death pain) is actually the only one that can get ryan and miranda to stop arguing. a fantastic mother. ‘doesn’t like’ j.p in the l e a s t.

amertia valdez - (she/her) holly’s half-sister, purple fire, demi lesbian. distances herself from drama of all kinds. business person. is also a hitman (hit person? assassin?) and kills people for holly (sometimes). is Not Having it. always tired. 

miranda eisenhardt (she/her) (my favourite character i have ever created) (i have put her through too much heHE) - illusionist, daughter of a powerful runecaster and the magic god. inserts herself into drama of all kinds and usually solves things. very enthusiastic. also very depressed. bisexual! she dated tia for a small time but they broke up because tia ‘didn’t love her’. ‘hates’ ryan with a passion. becomes a shadowdraw demon and unlocks her reality manipulation/traveling powers. 

ryan windsor - (he/him) telepath + telekinetic, ophelia (the mind goddess, she has acquired many names over the however many millions of years she’s existed for, but likes this name the best)’s son (while she was still possessing chase). holly’s right hand, has a rivalry with miranda for reasons that nobody knows, ’’’dislikes’’’ her. deeply. (heHe) 

j.p ross - (he/him) runecaster, trans + bisexual. leader of the hex, another organization for banished xonarians, but smaller and more organized. they also have a cooler logo. is ‘technically’ holly’s enemy but they work at the same community centre. ‘enjoys holly’s company.’

#there are more but there are a lOT more of them #these are the important ones #you know miranda and j.p weren’t even supposed to be main characters but whatever #amelia yells about dawn #xonar-verse dawn #amelia freaks out about explaining the xonar-verse #tw caps #tw death mention #tw murder

[roachmattea]

Lil Dawn snippet part 1!

kind of jolly, kind of get-to-know-the-dawn-characters!!

(links to explaining jolly are in my pinned post!) (maybe read those before you read this?)

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Being a queen is hard.

Being a queen of an underground society of superpowered alien-humanoids is even harder. 

Being a queen of an underground society of superpowered alien-humanoids with a enemy of another underground society (read: cult) of superpowered alien-humanoids trying to get back to the planet where we are from lead by a eccentric genius-wizard obsessed with frozen lemonades and fancy capes, along with his niece, who is basically Elsa, my best friend’s older sister, and her ex girlfriend, my half-sister’s ex boyfriend, plus a dude who can teleport and talk to animals is...well…

Hard. It’s hard. 

Especially when said cult decides to ambush you and your friends while walking home from an afternoon of ice cream and snarky goddesses. (I’m looking at you, Ophelia.)

“Well well, well, if it isn’t my favourite queen!” J.P is holding two Tim Horton’s frozen lemonades, flanked by Rachel (Miranda’s sister) on his left, and Lily (Miranda’s ex) and Em (Tia’s ex) on his right (they’re dating).

“Your favourite queen?” I say, crossing my arms. Miranda looks ready to blow up the whole city, Ryan looks ready to stop her (and probably fail), and Tia just looks tired.

He smiles, and hands me an iced lemonade. I sip it, raising my eyebrows. “Yes, my favourite queen.”

“Look J.P,” Miranda says.  “If you just came here to flirt with Holly--horrible job you’re doing, by the way--then how about the rest of us can just go back to the queendom and hang out? Because I’m not really in the mood to watch you two pretend to be enemies right now. Plus, the season finale for my favourite show is on tonight and--”

“It’s 2 in the afternoon.” Ryan says, clearly annoyed. 

“Yes, so I need to consume all the fan content possible before it airs! And Ryan, be honest, do you really want to watch these two flirt-argue for the next 15 agonizing minutes?”

“Hey, we watch you two flirt-argue on the daily, for much longer than 15 minutes.” Tia says.

“Let’s stop talking about me and Ryan.”

“Let’s not.”

“Okay, okay.” If these three start fighting, I’ll be powerless to stop it. 

They all turn to me, and all hostility vanishes.

Hmm. Maybe not so powerless. 

“We find out what they want, and we go home. Miranda, I promise you will be able to watch your show tonight.” She beams.

I flash J.P my disapproving-queen look. “Mister Ross? A word?” 

He waves his hand, and the Hex members bow to him before rolling up their sleeves and pressing a rune on their forearms, disappearing in flashes of blue light. 

I raise my fist, and my queendom rune on my wrist glows gold. My friends nod, and disappear. 

“So…” I say. 

“Yes.” He scratches the back of his neck. “I need your help with a job.”

I raise my eyebrows. “My...help. You. Need?”

“Very strange way of saying it, but, yes.”

I’m at a loss for words. “Why?” is the only thing I can think to say. 

“Because...you’re the best at scheming.”

“I’m not.”

“Maybe I wanted to spend some time with you. And we can k--”

“If you say ‘kill someone’ I will. And it’ll be you.”

“I was going to say ‘kill some people’, but close eno--hey!” I slap him.

“We are not killing anyone,” I hiss. 

“You do it all the time.”

“Not for fun.”

“This isn’t going to be for fun! It’s a job, I told you that.”

“Okay. Humor me. A job. What is this job?”

“Killing people.”

I slap him again. “But for a good cause!”

“What is the cause?”

“There’s a gang--it’s a cult, really, but if we went by those rules, we’d both be cult leaders too--and they’re mutant hunters. Basically a bunch of murderers who kill us for big bucks.”

“Who pays them?” I ask. I’m surprised to find that I’m actually interested in this subject. 

“FBI, rich people who think they know mutants, those people.”

My jaw drops. “The FBI are hiring assassins to hunt us down?”

“To hunt you down. They don’t know about us.”

I scowl, and he smirks at me. “You need to do a better job of undercoverness, Your Highness.”

“Undercoverness?” I say grumpily. 

He wiggles his eyebrows. “Mmhm. Aaaaall the best cult leaders are up to date on the latest techniques. You’re really behind.”

“How unfortunate.”

“I was just thinking that.”

I scrunch my brow. “This cult...it isn’t any danger to you. Why do you want to take them out?”

He quiets, his easy-going manner disappearing. “I suppose I didn’t want someone else to kill my enemy.”

“Right.” I'm not disappointed by his response. Nope, not in the slightest. 

“Soo….wanna go kill some assassins?”

“If you kill a murderer, the number of murderers in the world stays the same.”

“All the more reason why we should kill a whole cult of them.”

I smile. “Lead the way, then.”

~end of part one i guess~

#tags will be in comments #xonar-verse dawn #jolly!

[roachmattea]

get to know the dawn characters by amelia

#the ^MAIN dawn characters that is #notice how they're all depressed #xonar-verse dawn #amelia yells about dawn #actually maybe miranda's in-between dumbass and depressed

[roachmattea]

starting a new cult, the dawn / jolly cult, rb with your preferred title and you will join our holy ranks

my best friend maddie (the one who’s grisha reactions i posted) has already claimed the title of first fangirl, founder of the jolly cult of iced lemonades (she’s the second one i ever told about my series, and the first shipper of literally everything)

#xonar-verse #jolly cult #xonar-verse dawn

[roachmattea]

holly dawn flynn, queen of dawn.

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#aNOTHER BAD AESTHETIC #noTICE THE COLOURS #n o t i c e t h e m #amelia's shitty editing #xonar-verse dawn #i filtered the photos i promise i did