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[kylescreations]

Got jumped by momentary inspiration from getting my Lucanis statuette.

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Occasional screaming was not unheard of in the Santori household.

The frequency with which his wife was screaming, however, had Zachary racing through their home.

"Michelle! Michelle, mi dragoness what-" he cut himself off once he reached her office. Excited blue eyes went from the box she was holding to her husband, "you're here!!!" She exclaimed, bouncing up and down.

Zach blinked.

"I've...been home for two hours?" he replied, confused by her statement. He swore it'd been two hours since he checked the time. Michelle continued to eagerly bounce as she set the box on her desk. Frantic hands rifled through drawers until she procured a box cutter. The case was red and engraved scales were painted a glittering gold. Zach took a few steps into the room, he leaned around her monitors and looked at the text on the box.

Darkhorse Direct

Dragon Age: Lucanis Dellamorte Statuette

Edition number 168 of 750

Oh.

Michelle carefully pulled the box out of the shipping container, she held it up so he could look at it.

"See? You're home!" She beamed and hugged the box. A gentle smile appeared on Zach's face as she carefully unpackaged the rest of the statue. Their roles as Lucanis and Rook in the live-action finished years ago, but it made him happy seeing her excited for the statuette.

"Hmm, desk husband? No, too cluttered, might knock you off." Michelle muttered to herself as she removed the plastic from the pieces. She set the large crow stone head base on the desk, followed by one arm holding Lucanis's rapier then the other hand that gripped the dagger.

The assembly was quick.

When she wasn't taking thirty photos between pieces.

"Michelle it's five pieces" Zach said and her head snapped to him. "I'm taking my time and enjoying Darkhorse's hard work from every angle! Don't rush me" she huffed, making him chuckle. He gently shook his head, "as you wish, mi dragoness."

"Here, hold yourself" Michelle said suddenly as she thrust the completed Statuette into his hands. Zach's lips twitched "thats, uh..."

She scowled and huffed at him and lifted her phone, "I'm aware of what I said now lift yourself higher, higher, right there-" Michelle adjusted her photo settings and smiled.

"Smile mi corvo!"

Zach's eyes softened seeing her happy expression, his lips curled up-

Click!

Her gaze dropped to her screen, "oooh good one! Now with Spite's wings."

Zach lowered the statuette so Michelle could put the wings into the back slots. She wiggled excitedly, smiling again "it looks so good! Okay one more good photo then help me find a home for Lucanis."

Zach tilted his head, his smirk and eyes mischievous, "he already found one with you, Michelle."

With a groan she hid her face in her hands "Zach-a-ryyyyy" she whined at him. Unable to help himself he chuckled and used one hand to draw her into his side, she buried her face into his chest.

"Smug bastard," she mumbled into his shirt, Zach laughed outright.

"C'mon, give me your phone, let's take one with the two of us" he suggested. Michelle traded her phone for the Lucanis statuette and hugged it to her chest. Zach lifted her phone in the air and wrapped an arm around her, "three, two, one-smile!" He prompted, Michelle smiled brightly, Zach smiled and took the photo.

Click!

He leaned in and kissed the side of her head, face half hidden by her thick, wavy brown hair.

Click!

"Zach!" Michelle groaned as she hid her face in his shirt again. He could feel her smiling.

"Perhaps we should celebrate the new addition to our family. I'm not sure I have the ingredients for paella, but I should be able to whip up some churros and Cioccolata calda if you'd like?" He inquired as he took her hand, his thumb rubbed their wedding wing. A diamond encircled by a dragon and crow wing with a ruby and amethyst on opposing sides.

"Yes, please!" Michelle agreed, going on her tip toes to kiss Zach's cheek. "Thank you, mi corvo, I'll be down after I find a spot for Lucanis."

After a quick peck to her forehead Zach made his way downstairs, the sounds of Michelle walking around and moving things following him out the room. He shook his head, knowing her she'd have bought a second one for her office at Winged Obsession too.

[kylescreations]

My Lucanis figure finally showed up! Im so excited! 🤩🐦‍⬛

Now to find the perfect spot to put him. 🤔

[corpseprize]

the reality of being a writer

heres how to fix it

[kylescreations]

Waterborne Salvation Ch: 7 Homeward Suspicion

Chapter Seven Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66169660/chapters/224842746 Chapter One Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66169660/chapters/170546860

Snippet:

Exhaustion consumed Lucanis as he returned to Villa Dellamorte. 

He had returned later than planned, still soon enough that Caterina didn’t start sending Crows after him. Ever since the Ossuary, she would not admit it outright, but his apparent death had shaken her. Had his adamancy to return to work not been supported by Teia, Lucanis doubted his grandmother would have let him start taking contracts. He was certain she’d rather have him stuck in the Villa under her watchful gaze until she deemed him ready.

“She’s pleased? Good. I expect her full cooperation this time. If I find out she has lied to me again…”

Lucanis paused as he heard his cousin’s voice coming from one of the sitting rooms in the upper wing. A frown appeared on the assassin's face as he climbed, not intentionally listening to Illario and his company, but he was loud. “I lost two people when on that boat.”

Lucanis froze.

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fatalis monstie au is stuck in my head soooooo baaaaddd

like to a point where I imagined the whole plot before sleep lmao. have a read, idk how good it is

[kylescreations]

I'm back with painful gay Viking shenanigans.

Dreams of Ravens From the beginning Ch 1: The Raven Returns: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66015211/chapters/170099545 Current Ch 5: Hallowed Hearts: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66015211/chapters/216179861 Ch 5 Summary: Eivor returns to a hollowed home, and Kyrotos must deal with a hollowed heart. Basim continues to lead Sigurd on the road to godhood. Eivor once again tries to get his brother back on his side.

[nespyxl]

my first lucanis of 2026 💜

Inspo from pg 77 in the dav art book

sketch video

testing gif sets

favorite parts some screen recordings in link below

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Waterborne Salvation Ch6 is here!

You can read it on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66169660/chapters/203367881

Ch 6: The Forgotten Experiment Summary: Our beloved Siren can't catch a break, a certain Crow meddles in things he shouldn't have, and Lucanis attends a party.

Snippet: It had been mere days since the Siren’s return to her territory. Curious octopi and other small crustaceans had tried to make a home within her nest. She had eaten more than her fill after her return. Yet it didn’t fill the aching void inside her chest.

The storm inside her was as turbulent as a whirlpool. Anger roiled inside her like an angry sea before it was momentarily smothered by the ache of loneliness. 

Why was she here? 

She was not fit for land; people feared her, and in this form she could not move—her tail was useless on hard ground. Nor was she made for the sea, spurned and attacked by others who might have been called her kind.

The familiar fire, the hatred at her old master, festered like a coal that wouldn’t die out. 

Commotion above her made the Siren lift her head; her body tingled, and old scars prickled. 

Blood magic. 

She’d barely cleared her home before shifting. The injured fins and burns on her body had slowly healed; by now, they’d mostly recovered. The only thing that still stung was her pride.

The dragoness would reclaim her title as Scourge.

[wdnrbm]

34th Monster Hunter 3D-Print: Lagiacrus (MH Wilds)

Pose directed by RJ Palmer

Close ups

The WIP base color looked like something from MHST.

I struggled so much painting that transition zone between blue and beige, until I learned the way: poking with the brush instead of brushing. It turned out to work super well for its barnacles too.

[kylescreations]

DoR: Chapter 4 is live and verbally violent!

Is it just me, or did anyone else find multiple certain characters of the game way too...infuriating for the timeline that they gave us? I thought the whole god thing was whack in general and would've been fine with it being a drug-induced thing like those mushroom gate puzzles were.

Regardless, Kyrotos and Sigurd are at each other's throats once again, but unfortunately, the Jarl's word is law. <-check it on Ao3

[kylescreations]

Who says gift giving can't happen after Christmas???

I'm only a day late...but considering I didn't post a Christmas fic last year, I'm already ahead of the game. That's...that's how that works, right?

ANYWAYS! Lucanis x Kurnia in Thedas Christmas Day ft. our two favorite (5th and 7th) Talons, Dellamorte the Lesser, and the grandma no one likes. As well as Kurnia's favorite sibling, and his boyfriend, the Archon of the Tevinter Imperium.

Read it here! A Gift for the Future on Ao3

Snippet:

“Kura? You’ve been staring at those daggers for a while…” Kyro remarked as he joined his sibling at the weapons booth. “I’m aware, Kyro. I’m getting ideas for Lucanis’s First Day present.” She answered as she picked up one of the weapons and hummed in contemplation. She could go the easy route and simply buy him a knife. Yet, Lucanis had so many that the assassin could probably fill half the library in Villa Dellamorte. 

The idea of commissioning his blacksmith also crossed her mind. 

However, the dragoness decided that while money—whether given outright or spent—was useful, a gift from the heart would mean the most to him.

If it could also stab someone, even better.

[kylescreations]

Random 30 min word vomit be like

Infernus was falling.

Crumbling at the borders of each realm, flashes of gold ripped the realm into shards. One of the Fallen’s domains, sunk into the darkness as hordes of demons and the Lady’s Faithful duelled atop its ruinous remains.

The castle of the damned glowed not with protective runes nor alarms. It sat dark, silent, as if awaiting a fate it knew would come. Atop its uppermost balconies stood its king as he surveyed the battlefield that had become his kingdom. Nathaniel’s amber eyes glowed dimly in the dark, arms crossed at his back as he watched the slow, yet inevitable encroachment upon his doorstep. “Kythan? Sweetheart? Come to me, please,” the demon king called, his voice carrying into the royal chambers behind him. “Beloved, I don’t understand why you won’t let me fight for you. They come to kill you, to make a mockery of your corpse and parade your head like a festival prize, why?” was the anguished reply that covered soft footsteps as the King’s Consort joined him on the balcony. 

“They may parade me all they like, you and I have done what we needed to fracture her control above. No longer to the Sanctimonious follow her like rabid dogs, or her followers believe in her with blind faith. Death has done what I asked and carved a home, a banal one to be sure until shaped by its inhabitants, but those who no longer believe in her will no longer face erasure or madness of purgatory.” Nathaniel said as he turned and lowered his gaze to Kythan’s face, the former knight-turned-priest-turned-Infernal consort’s own eyes struck the king's heart with a pain no blade had managed.

“How foolish I was to evade a love like yours for so long,” Kythan murmured as Nathaniel leaned down and pressed their foreheads together. 

“Do you regret it?” inquired the demon.

“My only regret is not loving you longer, Nathaniel.”

The king's heart ached at the tone in his lover’s voice. He dropped to one knee and reached up, large hands cupping his partner's face. The flashes of golden and crimson lights grew brighter, shining along the obsidian castle walls.

“They may have my body, but they will not have the satisfaction of my death.” 

Golden eyes once blue widened as a hand slipped from his face, and a cold metal hilt was pressed into his hand. “Nathaniel,” Kythan whispered, tears welling up in his eyes. “I have lived a long life, and in these later years, a full one with you in it. Please, my star, let the last thing that I see be the one person who truly loved me.”

A choked sob left the consort's lips as his grip faltered on the blade, his legs gave out, and he dropped to his knees. “Ky…than…” the king exhaled softly as his body slumped against his lovers, forehead resting against his shoulder. Kythan sobbed openly as his hand pressed to the now-wet tunic the king wore. Heavier grew the demon’s weight on the human consort, and the blade clattered to the ground free from between the gap of the fourth and fifth rib as both arms embraced him.

“Nathaniel Sinclair, I bless you, not with the lady’s light, but with whatever my own soul still carries, and I damn you with the same breath. May you find rest, yet never be truly satisfied until your soul reclaims mine. Demon king to all, lover of one…”

Loud footsteps echoed through the palace halls, and the doors to the royal chambers burst open. Yet whatever the Faithful and Sacntimonious Knights were waiting for, they never found. 

For all they saw as they entered the balcony was fallen lovers, eternally embraced.

[kylescreations]

Tfw you finally update your gay viking fic after 6 months....

Anyways~

Here it is: Chapter 3: The Gift

Summary: After the revelry for the fortuitous return of their warriors to Ravensthorpe, the small village quieted in light of the new morning. For many of the inhabitants the time for quiet routine resurfaced. In addition to Eivor's company, there's another reason Kyrotos is excited about the return of his raven.

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Waterborne Salvation Ch 5 EXISTS!!

I have persevered through the hellhole that is life to finally present you this:

Chapter 5: Discovering New Waters <-Ao3 Link

Summary:

After her tumultuous last encounter with Lucanis, the siren finds herself adrift. Mayhaps new waters and experiences are just the thing she needs to heal the ache in her heart. Snippet:

The water gave many things to those born within its depths. Home. Food. Comfort.

For one such creature, however—though the water was all she’d ever known—it was not somewhere she was naturally born to. Now, in the open seas, one of the feelings she’s always associated with it had steadily grown.

Isolation.

It was a familiar feeling to the siren, the dragoness who now made her home somewhere between Minrathous and Vyrantium in the dark depths of the Nocen Sea.

As an experiment of Magister Henric’s, she had always been alone within her enchanted glass cage. None of her “siblings” survived incubation, nor was she ever allowed into the tanks that housed other failed creations. To her knowledge, she was the only one with her level of intelligence; none of the other subjects were anything more than instinctually driven, or sentient beyond floating on the spot and eating when fed.

Now, instead of a tank, she lived within the captain’s quarters of a long-dead ship. Each new vessel that sank—whether by her own jaws or the ongoing war between Qunari and Tevinter—she would scavenge for treasures. Not gold, not blades that rusted useless beneath the waves. Her trophies were softer things: cloth to line her nest, cushions torn from officer beds, and whatever food had not yet spoiled.

Once, the wide-open waters filled her with a sense of excitement and wonder. She could go where she wanted, eat when and what she craved, and was a dangerous predator to most species she met. The siren often spent her time scavenging long-forgotten wrecks and ruins; though waves and time had washed much away, she took an interest in admiring the pictures and words she didn’t understand. Other days were spent beneath docks in many different harbors, learning names of places and words she didn’t have meaning for beyond the tone with which they were spoken. 

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Zach Mendez reading The Wigmaker Job

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Waterborne Salvation Ch.5 will be posted later this week!

Chapter 4 ended off on a sour note between our siren and favorite crow assassin. With her fleeing from him and Illario beneath the waves to her den.

Will they reconcile, or will her departure become one of Lucanis’s biggest regrets?

Ch 5 teaser:

Isolation.

It was not an uncommon feeling to the siren, the dragoness who now made her home somewhere between Minrathous and Vyrantium in the dark depths of the Nocen Sea.

[kylescreations]

First time posting here, hope you guys like it!

(I’m also on mobile so bear with me on formatting)

A Knights Final Rampage.

The clink of metal coming down the stairs made a few of the families jump; the whispered prayers under their breaths stopped.

“Father Kythan…”

The congregation and families in the church looked to the former Sanctamonious Knight before them. Silver armor shone within the light that streamed through the stained glass of the Lady and Lord behind him.

“None will harm you so long as I draw breath. Sisters and brother Veris, keep calm and hold onto your faith. So long as one of you believes in our gods, my sigils here will hold.”

Read the full thing here.