hi lol as if I haven’t suddenly vanished into oblivion as soon as university got tough uhm.
Yeah, things are going well but it’s super fuckin busy guys. If you didn’t know, or are interested, I’m currently taking Graphic Design! Overall I’m liking it but it’s based around projects all the semester instead of listening->studying->exams, so it takes a lot of my time. I hope you’ve been all doing good during said time!
If you’d like to keep in touch, feel free to message. Though I don’t come on here a lot, at least for the time being, I’m more active on my private instagram if you’d like to ask for it... Weirdly enough I’m not really active in major social medias!
As I stated, too, because of projects, I barely have time to draw freely, as much as I try to sneak in to improve on my own thing. Though all the time counts for yours truly. Here’s just a little something to compare maybe?
yep, they are the same gal. With a few weeks appart, a simple redesign I did for some characters of mine!
anyway, I’m off now. Hope you’re all doing good, once again. god this place is so nostalgic wow...
I got a summer job so I haven’t really been updating how I wish I’d be, sadly. I’m making some money by working from 9 am til 7 pm 6 times a week, and mmmm I’m not really enjoying the job but money’s money lol.
I finished highschool this year and, if all goes well, I’ll be entering University this fall. I’m planning to enter Graphic Design :>!
I also, suprisingly, have been watching more anime and movies (if you’re wondering why, some days are so dead at work I actually watch anime to kill time). I’ve found a new love for Magi, I loved that anime way too fuckin much. I’ve also watched The Devil is a Part Timer!, and it’s fuckin gold. Regarding Mclul I haven’t even gotten the energy to try it out yet. I played the Beta and meh, maybe soon enough. I (sort of) made a candy, but idk. Also still into Eldarya, just don’t have time to draw is all!
I guess that’s all for now! Hopefully I’ll have time to draw something digital soon enough? Yeah? Maybe? Girl I don’t know.
I literally have to leave to work atm but I just wanted to drop this off in here. This lil drawing of course doesn’t transmit all the good feelings I hold for ya but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!!! Have a wonderful day you bean!!!! ♥
Who are your favorite OCs from MCL/ Eldarya fandoms?
I have so much dear anon that i might miss–
But i guess i can list a few
MCL:
@ne-neptune‘s Maya just gives me l i f e. Her aesthetic– everything about her i just love-
@jorgeva‘s Valeria is my fave because i love her fashion sense and personality. A++++
@fairmie‘s Mimi is a tol ball of sunshine– how can i not love her???
@itszainie‘s Zainie– that aesthetically pleasing druggie- i l o v e her
@candied-skins‘s Sasha is a very interesting character- everything about her i love and i need to give her more attention than Nik sometime
@vanillaamoursucrethings‘s Neshaa is unique.I think i started to grow to love her more when i started reading about her more along with the 30 day facts challenge.
@xxpastel-raccoonxx‘s Lena is the love of my life– can’t argue with that-
@irakoy‘s Irma– i need more Irma she gives me absolute LIFE
And i have a whole lot more– but it would take the whole tumblr site- and my brother needs the computer-
As for Eldarya, i’m not too active in the fandom, but i can name a few of my faves
@myrtha-caiside‘s Myrtha. She’s like the first eldarya oc that i’ve grown to love–
@eldaryandy‘s Andy tbh is unique to me. Idk why but i love seeing her on my dash, fanart or writing-
I’m not even bothered to create a new Candy for University life right now, so I’m just fleshing out Noelani’s story in Paris with her career in Ballet. She’d remain in contact with all her highschool friends, because she had a blast with them, and she’ll visit the University often to hang out with whoever’s still in Town, keeping them updated with her position in the company she treasures so much ♥
She’d love to have support through this journey of hers! ;)
Under the cut is Noelani’s body without any effects, because I loved how it turned out.
A/N: I finally had the opportunity to finish my part of a Writing Trade with @myrtha-caiside !!! Yay!!! \o/
I had started writing it before episode 20 came out and the fact that some stuff are quite canon with the episode kinda scares me lol. I should just be hired to be their writer X´D
Anyway!!! I hope this is to everyone´s enjoyment, even more to @myrtha-caiside ! I hope you like it, my dear!!!
White hair vividly danced on the bed´s sheets as Myrtha turned around over and over again, unable to fall asleep.
Feeling restless and with her heart clenching harder than how it normally did, the Adathúill sat on her bed, looking through her bedroom’s window, up to the dark sky illuminated by the big full moon.
Myrtha could feel that something was wrong. She could feel it in her skin, in her veins, in her blood that whatever was going to happen it wouldn´t be good.
Getting up from the bed, she changed her clothes and silently got out of her room.
No soul was seen. Only silence was heard within The Guard of Eel as Myrtha kept walking around the immense hallways, letting her body guide her to where she should go. She could sense danger deep inside her as her legs slightly trembled while entering the crystal room.
There, she saw them.
(MORE UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE IT´S LONG)
The white-haired girl could swear that her heart stopped for some seconds as she saw Chrome casually talking with Ashkore and…Leiftan as he possessed in his hand a corrupted crystal, ready to insert it on the big crystal.
Bringing her hands to her mouth, Myrtha let out a silenced gasp, shocked by what was folding right in front of her eyes.
Her heart hurt, feeling betrayed by two of the most precious people she had in her like, much worse with Leiftan- the person she had developed a big crush that as time passed by, it became something much stronger than a simple crush.
Myrtha´s body instinctively started to retract on its own, going against the wall behind her, making a thump sound be heard around the salon.
Three heads immediately turned into her direction, making two of them shocked when they saw who it was.
She could see in both Chrome´s and Leiftan´s eyes the guiltiness of being found out by her but no remorse in what they were doing.
“Why?” The question spilt out of Myrtha´s lips as finally come back to her senses.
“Myrth-”
“I asked why?” She interrupted Chrome. She wouldn´t let herself be manipulated by her supposed friend´s words.
Leiftan walked towards her, locking gazes, making the Adathúill stay in a defensive stance.
Bending himself so that their faces could be at the same height, Leiftan spoke:
“Revenge… Revenge on who killed those that were important to us…”
His voice was, just ice-like, making Myrtha shiver…or was it because of the fact that his face was so close to hers that she could feel his breath?
No, she couldn´t let her feelings betray her senses.
“Don´t you care if you hurt innocent people?”
“Casualties will always happen, Myrtha, that´s something we cannot change… Why don´t you join us and take revenge on those who once mistreated you in the past?”
“Never! They may have hurt me but I became stronger thanks to it! It wasn´t right what they did, but this kind of revenge is not right! Leiftan, please, stop this!”
Saying nothing, Leiftan simply picked a strand of Myrtha´s hair and bought it to his lips, kissing as he kept his gaze locked with hers.
Myrtha´s heart skipped a beat as her blood boiled whitin her veins. It was torture what he was doing to her and both of them knew it.
“I cannot.” Leiftan finally said as he let go of her hair. Straightening his back, Leiftan kept holding her gaze, transmitting her feelings that couldn´t be conveyed by words, overwhelming the Adathúill, who just wished that everything was just an awful nightmare.
But it wasn´t, and there was no turning back.
They were enemies.
She had to fight him.
A rustle of an armour behind Leiftan bought their attention to Ashkore, who had picked up his sword, approaching them with it.
“Let´s just finish her already. She knows too much.” Myrtha had never once heard such colder voice than before. It made her shiver with fear, knowing that he would kill her in an instant without any kind of remorse.
Clearing her mind of anything that could distract her, Myrtha looked into Ashkore´s direction, ready to fight him. She wouldn´t let them destroy the crystal, no matter what.
Tho, it surprised her when Leiftan put himself between her and Ashkore.
“Don´t. You won´t touch her.” Imposing his authority, Leiftan proclaimed as a dark aura started surrounding his body, little by little letting Myrtha and the other two men in the room see the blonde man true form.
“A D-daemon…” Myrtha could not believe what was happening in front of her. Daemons were supposed to be extinct from Eldarya many years ago, and yet…right there and now, there it was, one of the legendary fae species standing in front of her: a Daemon.
“You intend to keep her alive? Are you even thinking, Leiftan?”
“I said you won´t touch her and that´s final.”
The atmosphere around the room was ice cold, so cold that Myrtha didn´t even dare to breathe, afraid of anything could go wrong, at least even worse than what was happening. She couldn´t understand Leiftan´s thinking. He was an enemy, she knew too much now, wasn´t the solution to kill her, just like Ashkore said? Why was Leiftan saying otherwise? But, what she really needed to know was, could she use this as an advantage and call for reinforces?
Before she could find a solution, various steps started to be heard outside of the salon, making Leiftan and Ashkore end their discussion as the Masked Man and Chrome walked towards a wall, opening a hidden escape. Before disappearing, Chrome looked at Myrtha, giving her an apologetic look for betraying her. Once gone, the Adathúill was left all alone with Leiftan, who looked at her one last time before flying away from the salon.
“Myrtha? What are you doing here?” She heard someone ask her but, to messed up emotionally, her body finally gave up as her legs trembled and made her fall to the floor, feeling a couple of hot tears roll over her face.
“Myrtha! Hey, what´s wrong?!” The masculine voice kept asking, but she couldn´t answer. She didn´t have the strength.
Minutes passed by like this until Myrtha could finally calm down once Valkyon, the mysterious man that kept asking her questions over and over again, went to get Ewelein, who skilfully used her knowledge to help her friend.
Once calmed down, Myrtha confessed what had happened before the two haired faes came to her, shocking them.
The time seemed to pass by in a blink of an eye for Myrtha as Valkyon ran to Miiko, telling her what happened, woke all the Guard members to vigilant Eel while she kept being interrogated over and over again by Miiko, who still could not believe what she was hearing. It was only after Ewelein and Huang Hua pestered Miiko to let the poor Adathúill go to try and get some rest that she was finally dismissed.
Now in her room, Myrtha sat on her bed, looking at the wall of her room as scenes of the previous hours kept repeating themselves in her head. Her mind was in a turmoil of thoughts while her heart clenched in pain and betrayal, killing her a little inside.
It was then that she heard something knock at her window, bringing her back to reality.
Carefully, Myrtha walked towards the window and opened it, being gently pushed against the wall. Looking up, a non-audible gasp left her mouth as she saw who it was.
“Leiftan…” She whispered his name, being silenced right after when the said man placed his right indicator finger over her lips.
Complying to his wish, Myrtha stayed quiet as his finger kept playing with her lips, making the girl´s heartbeat accelerate as her breathe irregulated.
“Myrtha…” He called her name before taking his finger from her lips and gently kiss her.
Her eyes widened upon the gesture but right after she closed them, letting herself enjoy the moment, for the time being, knowing very well there wouldn´t be a next time.
The feather-like peck soon turned into a passionate one as Leiftan grabbed Myrtha by the waist, making her gasp and take the opportunity to bring his tongue inside her mouth, exploring every single corner of it in such a sensual way that Myrtha´s legs gave up and the only reason for her standing was the strong grip of the Daemon on her.
Bringing her hands to his hair, the Adathúill moaned between their kiss, letting him take complete control of her, unable to resist him.
Their tongues danced together with synchronized steps, exploring each other´s caverns, fighting for dominance that was easily won by Leiftan, who picked Myrtha and sat her on his lap after him sitting on her bed.
Shivers ran through Myrtha´s body as Leiftan let his hands navigate through her curves with ghostly touches that she knew she would crave for more.
Breaking their kiss to catch their breaths, they locked their gazes, letting them show to the other everything that they were feeling that simply couldn´t be expressed by words.
“Come with me…” Leiftan begged as he placed his forehead against her, searching through her eyes the answer he so much yearned for.
Myrtha wanted to scream, expose her emotions to the outside world, let her feelings take control of the situation for once but she knew she shouldn´t, she couldn´t… So, she did not. She wouldn´t let her emotions speak louder than her mind; She wouldn´t let them dictate what she should do in this situation; She would do what was right.
“I can´t go with you Leiftan…” Myrtha finally said as she deeply looked into his eyes, assuring her that this was her final decision.
“I see…” He said before picking her up from his lap and lay her down on her bed and hovering over her.
“Leiftan, I-”
“I love you Myrtha.” Myrtha´s eyes widened upon his confession, making tears form in her eyes, feeling both happiness and sadness over it.
A sad smile plastered on Leiftan´s face, making her see that he understood and that he wouldn´t go against her will, while he gently wiped her tears that insisted on appearing over and over again.
Infatuated by his gesture, Myrtha pulled him closer to her, initiating this time a kiss full of love and adoration with a hint of shyness and embarrassment, showing to him her deepest feelings that she had promised herself to never show them.
Their hands travelled over the other´s clothes body, trying to record in their minds how the one they loved was, not wishing to let go because they knew that once they let go, they would become enemies.
Moving to Myrtha´s side, Leiftan broke the kiss and embraced her with his body, playing with her hair before talking:
“You´re exhausted, rest, my love…"
Myrtha wanted to deny his order but, the safety that he brought to her and the warmness of his body made her quickly fall into a dreamless sleep as the last thing she felt was his lips softly kissing her forehead.
Leiftan kept watching over her sleeping figure as the hours passed by and the night sky started to fade away, bringing a new day. A day that he wished that never came. How he wished to stay like this, with the woman he loves in his arms, forever, without needing to worry about anything else.
But he couldn´t.
He had to go.
As the first sun rays started to appear, Leiftan took one last look to Myrtha´s face and with one last kiss on her forehead, he flew away from The Guard of Eel, away from her, knowing fully well that a part of his heart was left behind, with her.
It was only a couple of hours later that Myrtha finally woke up. It had been one of the rare occasions that she had slept so much. It wasn´t usual. Did it had to do with the fact the fact of having Leiftan with her?
Memories of the previous night started to replay in her head and her stomach turned upside down right away as her heart clenched in pain.
Looking beside her, the bed was empty. No trace of Leiftan sleeping there with her was seen. It broke her heart. She knew it was the right decision and she would´ve to face the consequences of her actions, still, she had the right to be hurt.
Needing to start her day, Myrtha got up from her bed and went to open her window, only to stop her task once she saw a single black feather at the window.
Picking it up and bringing it to her chest, Myrtha went to sit on her bed, feeling weak again.
Silently, she let her tears slide down her face as her grip on the black feather tightened even more, to the point her knuckles became white.
How much she wished to see him, to be with him, to be once again in his arms and feel safe and sound from this dangerous world, to tell him how much she loved him.
Maybe, in a different time, in a different world, with different choices made from both parts. the two of them would´ve been together until death came to bring its sentence on them. Unfortunately, this wasn´t a different world nor time. The choices were already made a long time ago and it was time to face the consequences of their acts.
Today, tomorrow, the day after, the week after, the month after, the year after, for eternity,
tHIS IS THE MOST PERFECT THING- I LOVE THIS SO MUCH????
This was so well written, you got Myrtha spot on I’m crYING ANDY!!!!!!! 😭 I’VE READ THIS AT LEAST THREE TIMES IN A ROW AND I’M GOING TO READ IT MORE AJSSIODJIOIOJB
So angsty, so romantic, my heart is pierced I LOVE IT :’)) ♥ I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE GOING TO GO FOR A REVELATION THEMED SCENARIO, AND OH MY ORACLE IF IT ISN’T JUST PERFECT, I COULDN’T HAVE THOUGHT OF A BETTER VERSION!!!!! And the fact you put Chrome and Ashkore too????? And the feather at the end, the cherry on top??? Leiftan brokenheartedly accepting her answer and brEAKING MY HEART EVEN MORE???? Bff Ewelein???? HUANG HUA TOO???? JUST. EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS PERFECT!!!!! thank you so much! I love it so much!!!!!!!! and I had so much fun making this art trade! <3
My heart warms upon reading your comment! I´m very happy to know you enjoyed the drabble and we should sooooo do another Writing Trade (or Art Trade) in the future :D
A/N: I finally had the opportunity to finish my part of a Writing Trade with @myrtha-caiside !!! Yay!!! \o/
I had started writing it before episode 20 came out and the fact that some stuff are quite canon with the episode kinda scares me lol. I should just be hired to be their writer X´D
Anyway!!! I hope this is to everyone´s enjoyment, even more to @myrtha-caiside ! I hope you like it, my dear!!!
White hair vividly danced on the bed´s sheets as Myrtha turned around over and over again, unable to fall asleep.
Feeling restless and with her heart clenching harder than how it normally did, the Adathúill sat on her bed, looking through her bedroom’s window, up to the dark sky illuminated by the big full moon.
Myrtha could feel that something was wrong. She could feel it in her skin, in her veins, in her blood that whatever was going to happen it wouldn´t be good.
Getting up from the bed, she changed her clothes and silently got out of her room.
No soul was seen. Only silence was heard within The Guard of Eel as Myrtha kept walking around the immense hallways, letting her body guide her to where she should go. She could sense danger deep inside her as her legs slightly trembled while entering the crystal room.
There, she saw them.
(MORE UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE IT´S LONG)
The white-haired girl could swear that her heart stopped for some seconds as she saw Chrome casually talking with Ashkore and…Leiftan as he possessed in his hand a corrupted crystal, ready to insert it on the big crystal.
Bringing her hands to her mouth, Myrtha let out a silenced gasp, shocked by what was folding right in front of her eyes.
Her heart hurt, feeling betrayed by two of the most precious people she had in her like, much worse with Leiftan- the person she had developed a big crush that as time passed by, it became something much stronger than a simple crush.
Myrtha´s body instinctively started to retract on its own, going against the wall behind her, making a thump sound be heard around the salon.
Three heads immediately turned into her direction, making two of them shocked when they saw who it was.
She could see in both Chrome´s and Leiftan´s eyes the guiltiness of being found out by her but no remorse in what they were doing.
“Why?” The question spilt out of Myrtha´s lips as finally come back to her senses.
“Myrth-”
“I asked why?” She interrupted Chrome. She wouldn´t let herself be manipulated by her supposed friend´s words.
Leiftan walked towards her, locking gazes, making the Adathúill stay in a defensive stance.
Bending himself so that their faces could be at the same height, Leiftan spoke:
“Revenge… Revenge on who killed those that were important to us…”
His voice was, just ice-like, making Myrtha shiver…or was it because of the fact that his face was so close to hers that she could feel his breath?
No, she couldn´t let her feelings betray her senses.
“Don´t you care if you hurt innocent people?”
“Casualties will always happen, Myrtha, that´s something we cannot change… Why don´t you join us and take revenge on those who once mistreated you in the past?”
“Never! They may have hurt me but I became stronger thanks to it! It wasn´t right what they did, but this kind of revenge is not right! Leiftan, please, stop this!”
Saying nothing, Leiftan simply picked a strand of Myrtha´s hair and bought it to his lips, kissing as he kept his gaze locked with hers.
Myrtha´s heart skipped a beat as her blood boiled whitin her veins. It was torture what he was doing to her and both of them knew it.
“I cannot.” Leiftan finally said as he let go of her hair. Straightening his back, Leiftan kept holding her gaze, transmitting her feelings that couldn´t be conveyed by words, overwhelming the Adathúill, who just wished that everything was just an awful nightmare.
But it wasn´t, and there was no turning back.
They were enemies.
She had to fight him.
A rustle of an armour behind Leiftan bought their attention to Ashkore, who had picked up his sword, approaching them with it.
“Let´s just finish her already. She knows too much.” Myrtha had never once heard such colder voice than before. It made her shiver with fear, knowing that he would kill her in an instant without any kind of remorse.
Clearing her mind of anything that could distract her, Myrtha looked into Ashkore´s direction, ready to fight him. She wouldn´t let them destroy the crystal, no matter what.
Tho, it surprised her when Leiftan put himself between her and Ashkore.
“Don´t. You won´t touch her.” Imposing his authority, Leiftan proclaimed as a dark aura started surrounding his body, little by little letting Myrtha and the other two men in the room see the blonde man true form.
“A D-daemon…” Myrtha could not believe what was happening in front of her. Daemons were supposed to be extinct from Eldarya many years ago, and yet…right there and now, there it was, one of the legendary fae species standing in front of her: a Daemon.
“You intend to keep her alive? Are you even thinking, Leiftan?”
“I said you won´t touch her and that´s final.”
The atmosphere around the room was ice cold, so cold that Myrtha didn´t even dare to breathe, afraid of anything could go wrong, at least even worse than what was happening. She couldn´t understand Leiftan´s thinking. He was an enemy, she knew too much now, wasn´t the solution to kill her, just like Ashkore said? Why was Leiftan saying otherwise? But, what she really needed to know was, could she use this as an advantage and call for reinforces?
Before she could find a solution, various steps started to be heard outside of the salon, making Leiftan and Ashkore end their discussion as the Masked Man and Chrome walked towards a wall, opening a hidden escape. Before disappearing, Chrome looked at Myrtha, giving her an apologetic look for betraying her. Once gone, the Adathúill was left all alone with Leiftan, who looked at her one last time before flying away from the salon.
“Myrtha? What are you doing here?” She heard someone ask her but, to messed up emotionally, her body finally gave up as her legs trembled and made her fall to the floor, feeling a couple of hot tears roll over her face.
“Myrtha! Hey, what´s wrong?!” The masculine voice kept asking, but she couldn´t answer. She didn´t have the strength.
Minutes passed by like this until Myrtha could finally calm down once Valkyon, the mysterious man that kept asking her questions over and over again, went to get Ewelein, who skilfully used her knowledge to help her friend.
Once calmed down, Myrtha confessed what had happened before the two haired faes came to her, shocking them.
The time seemed to pass by in a blink of an eye for Myrtha as Valkyon ran to Miiko, telling her what happened, woke all the Guard members to vigilant Eel while she kept being interrogated over and over again by Miiko, who still could not believe what she was hearing. It was only after Ewelein and Huang Hua pestered Miiko to let the poor Adathúill go to try and get some rest that she was finally dismissed.
Now in her room, Myrtha sat on her bed, looking at the wall of her room as scenes of the previous hours kept repeating themselves in her head. Her mind was in a turmoil of thoughts while her heart clenched in pain and betrayal, killing her a little inside.
It was then that she heard something knock at her window, bringing her back to reality.
Carefully, Myrtha walked towards the window and opened it, being gently pushed against the wall. Looking up, a non-audible gasp left her mouth as she saw who it was.
“Leiftan…” She whispered his name, being silenced right after when the said man placed his right indicator finger over her lips.
Complying to his wish, Myrtha stayed quiet as his finger kept playing with her lips, making the girl´s heartbeat accelerate as her breathe irregulated.
“Myrtha…” He called her name before taking his finger from her lips and gently kiss her.
Her eyes widened upon the gesture but right after she closed them, letting herself enjoy the moment, for the time being, knowing very well there wouldn´t be a next time.
The feather-like peck soon turned into a passionate one as Leiftan grabbed Myrtha by the waist, making her gasp and take the opportunity to bring his tongue inside her mouth, exploring every single corner of it in such a sensual way that Myrtha´s legs gave up and the only reason for her standing was the strong grip of the Daemon on her.
Bringing her hands to his hair, the Adathúill moaned between their kiss, letting him take complete control of her, unable to resist him.
Their tongues danced together with synchronized steps, exploring each other´s caverns, fighting for dominance that was easily won by Leiftan, who picked Myrtha and sat her on his lap after him sitting on her bed.
Shivers ran through Myrtha´s body as Leiftan let his hands navigate through her curves with ghostly touches that she knew she would crave for more.
Breaking their kiss to catch their breaths, they locked their gazes, letting them show to the other everything that they were feeling that simply couldn´t be expressed by words.
“Come with me…” Leiftan begged as he placed his forehead against her, searching through her eyes the answer he so much yearned for.
Myrtha wanted to scream, expose her emotions to the outside world, let her feelings take control of the situation for once but she knew she shouldn´t, she couldn´t… So, she did not. She wouldn´t let her emotions speak louder than her mind; She wouldn´t let them dictate what she should do in this situation; She would do what was right.
“I can´t go with you Leiftan…” Myrtha finally said as she deeply looked into his eyes, assuring her that this was her final decision.
“I see…” He said before picking her up from his lap and lay her down on her bed and hovering over her.
“Leiftan, I-”
“I love you Myrtha.” Myrtha´s eyes widened upon his confession, making tears form in her eyes, feeling both happiness and sadness over it.
A sad smile plastered on Leiftan´s face, making her see that he understood and that he wouldn´t go against her will, while he gently wiped her tears that insisted on appearing over and over again.
Infatuated by his gesture, Myrtha pulled him closer to her, initiating this time a kiss full of love and adoration with a hint of shyness and embarrassment, showing to him her deepest feelings that she had promised herself to never show them.
Their hands travelled over the other´s clothes body, trying to record in their minds how the one they loved was, not wishing to let go because they knew that once they let go, they would become enemies.
Moving to Myrtha´s side, Leiftan broke the kiss and embraced her with his body, playing with her hair before talking:
“You´re exhausted, rest, my love…"
Myrtha wanted to deny his order but, the safety that he brought to her and the warmness of his body made her quickly fall into a dreamless sleep as the last thing she felt was his lips softly kissing her forehead.
Leiftan kept watching over her sleeping figure as the hours passed by and the night sky started to fade away, bringing a new day. A day that he wished that never came. How he wished to stay like this, with the woman he loves in his arms, forever, without needing to worry about anything else.
But he couldn´t.
He had to go.
As the first sun rays started to appear, Leiftan took one last look to Myrtha´s face and with one last kiss on her forehead, he flew away from The Guard of Eel, away from her, knowing fully well that a part of his heart was left behind, with her.
It was only a couple of hours later that Myrtha finally woke up. It had been one of the rare occasions that she had slept so much. It wasn´t usual. Did it had to do with the fact the fact of having Leiftan with her?
Memories of the previous night started to replay in her head and her stomach turned upside down right away as her heart clenched in pain.
Looking beside her, the bed was empty. No trace of Leiftan sleeping there with her was seen. It broke her heart. She knew it was the right decision and she would´ve to face the consequences of her actions, still, she had the right to be hurt.
Needing to start her day, Myrtha got up from her bed and went to open her window, only to stop her task once she saw a single black feather at the window.
Picking it up and bringing it to her chest, Myrtha went to sit on her bed, feeling weak again.
Silently, she let her tears slide down her face as her grip on the black feather tightened even more, to the point her knuckles became white.
How much she wished to see him, to be with him, to be once again in his arms and feel safe and sound from this dangerous world, to tell him how much she loved him.
Maybe, in a different time, in a different world, with different choices made from both parts. the two of them would´ve been together until death came to bring its sentence on them. Unfortunately, this wasn´t a different world nor time. The choices were already made a long time ago and it was time to face the consequences of their acts.
Today, tomorrow, the day after, the week after, the month after, the year after, for eternity,
tHIS IS THE MOST PERFECT THING- I LOVE THIS SO MUCH????
This was so well written, you got Myrtha spot on I’m crYING ANDY!!!!!!! 😭 I’VE READ THIS AT LEAST THREE TIMES IN A ROW AND I’M GOING TO READ IT MORE AJSSIODJIOIOJB
So angsty, so romantic, my heart is pierced I LOVE IT :’)) ♥ I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE GOING TO GO FOR A REVELATION THEMED SCENARIO, AND OH MY ORACLE IF IT ISN’T JUST PERFECT, I COULDN’T HAVE THOUGHT OF A BETTER VERSION!!!!! And the fact you put Chrome and Ashkore too????? And the feather at the end, the cherry on top??? Leiftan brokenheartedly accepting her answer and brEAKING MY HEART EVEN MORE???? Bff Ewelein???? HUANG HUA TOO???? JUST. EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS PERFECT!!!!! thank you so much! I love it so much!!!!!!!! and I had so much fun making this art trade! <3
I have finally been able to complete this reference sheet regarding an Eldarya race I’ve created - the Adathúills. The reasoning behind this was to simply share more information about my gardienne, and since I had come to terms I’d like to create my own race, I thought it would be interesting to post it :>. Originally they were all in separate pictures, but because Tumblr for some reason won’t accept more than 10 slides, I had to stick some together, so you’ll probably have to click for higher resolution!
So, what do you think? What’s your favorite type of Adathúill?~
I hope you find this interesting, as I tried my very best to make it interesting to read as well as appealing to the eye... If you would like to design an Adathúill of your own, feel free to do so, I’d love to see!
-The Arcane Circles used in the backgrounds were made by ObsidianDawn-
“ It shouldn’t come as such a surprise. Changes occur to people as much as they do to the world. And I am no exception. “
Hey!! I’m back with a completely redesigned version of Elliot, my Guardienne! However, I came to an abrupt realization that the story line I created for him had little to do with the Eldarya main story. And lately, with Beemoov’s unfortunate.. decisions to say the least, I began to wonder if it would be possible for me to create a dating simulation with my own characters and plot.
I know it’s a long-shot idea, BUT it’s been in the back of my head for some time now. Since middle school, I’ve always wanted to create a dating sim of my own, but I never took the steps to do so. Now, what I want to know is if people would actually be interested? Please let me know and give me feedback, so I can really start taking this idea seriously and begin the process of creating it! If enough people take interest in it, I’ll share more information on what I would do and how it will be formatted. If you’ve read through this, thank you so much, and give me your honest opinions! ❤
first of all, this redesign killed me, Rose. I am even mORE IN LOVE WITH ELLIOT HOW DARE YOU.
Secondly, I think that the idea is amazing!!!! I know I’d love to see it come to life, I’m sure many people would tag along. A good sim with interesting characters and a hooking plot, I know you’re capable of that 100%!!!! You write stories very well and characters are fleshed out ♥! You know that if I can help in any way, I’m here for it :) ♥ The only question I have is, would it take in a completly new universe created by you? Either way, I’m here to support this idea to the fullest! :D
After some time of thinking, i thought i’d start mclul with a new oc! (Kayla is still here, no worries– She’s just not gonna be in the same uni)
I would have drawn her, but currently my tablet is broken! and i don’t get a new one till next month or August sadly.
~Information nobody asked for~
Full name: Alicja Chandice Jeffrey (Pronounced “Alicia”)
Age: 23
Birthday: August 19
Eye color: Brown
Height: 5’7 (170 cm)
Nationality: Filipino
Personality: Sarcastic, reserved, creative and ambitious
Major: Fine arts (photography)
First (main) Crush: Rayan
-Alicja is into Rayan’s charismatic personality and she loves the conversations they have. He seems more like a “friend” to her than a teacher. Sometimes, at the end of class, when Melody isn’t around she’d just stay and help him out with stuff or wait so they can grab coffee together.
Second crush: Nathaniel
-Alicja used to have a crush on Nathaniel on their high school years, but didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had, So she had stop all together. This resulted in her not contacting him after graduating Sweet Amoris. After meeting him again in university, she tries to win his friendship and trust back.
Likes: Sour Patch, Aesthetically-pleasing photos, chill/laid-back music
Dislikes: Erotic novels, Stupidity
Friends: Chani, Rosalya, Alexy, Priya, and Morgan
Candies she’s friends with: Ivy @myrtha-caiside (so far, wHO WANTS TO BEFRIEND HER–)
Hobbies:
Watch netflix or youtube
Taking photos outside when the setting and moment is right
Reading
Listen to music
Experimenting with makeup
Other facts (In no order whatsoever):
Alicja is adopted (At the age 3) by her now mother who is Jamaican.
Has been in Sweet Amoris High since freshman year.
She was in the student representative council in Sweet Amoris High.
She used to be in Amber’s gang, but left soon after she found out they were using her for her student council reputation and perks.
It was a bit harder for her to make new friends in high school since people thought she was like Amber and her group.
Got into Anteros Academy for her last year in university.
Alicja got into photography at 16 y/o.
She’s has 2 Cameras: An instant and digital camera.
She hopes to be a professional photographer after university.
Her best friend was Nathaniel.
She has 2 beauty marks.
She has one tattoo! (A rose under boob)
She always carries her Cameras with her in her bag.
Chani is a wonderful girl and she doesn’t get as much appreciation as she deserves- so here’s my contribution!
I’ve been experimenting with a new style of coloring hair, and I’m kind of digging it! Let me know what you guys think though, since I want my supporters to be content with it too! ❤
Disclaimer: This is my first time writing for someone else and sharing it with the fandom. I hope you like it, dear @eldaryandy!! Also, I started writing this before episode 20 was released... After knowing what occurred, I decided to keep Naytili in. Hope it’s ok!
It had been a few days since the last attack at that point, and the Guard was divided between believers that it had calmed down and those who thought it could happen at any time they’d let their watch down. Naytili had gone silent for two weeks, and it was already well established that Miiko’s idea of keeping her alive was an awful one that would cost way too much. Curfews were once again implemented, the guarding at night doubled, and the sealing of the Crystal room wasn’t easy nor cheap to maintain.
On that night, it was Andreia’s turn to guard the main entrance to the Headquarters. The Obsidian soldiers were in charge of making sure no threat dared come near at a fragile time like that. She wasn’t alone, as Caméria was assigned as her partner. Most of the time was spent quietly, the natural night symphony being the only thing giving the young women company in the midst of the silence. The air was warm, and to Andreia, it almost seemed suffocating. She felt in her gut that something was quite off, but she couldn’t explain what that would be. With weapons sharpened and determinations to the fullest, the night carried on. Andreia and Caméria stood near the kiosk in utter concentration, guarding the view to the cherry tree and to the Arches. Taking a breath in, the hamadryad darted her head back in direction of the refugee camp.
“Did you hear that?”
Andreia’s head turned to her partner, looking in the horizon quietly. Another one. A shuffled explosion was heard from the direction of buildings. Caméria grabbed her weapon with a stern look plastered in her face, and Andreia dashed in front. Upon reaching the refugee camp, another blast could be heard, but yet again, it was stuffed, as if still far away. The brunette sensed the ground vibrate lightly, her stomach dropping in worry.
“It’s coming from down below!” She shouted, both quickening their pace in adrenaline. Seeing the entrance to the Headquarters in the horizon, a brief flash of purple hue accompanied with yet another blast was enough to seal away any more questions both warriors might have had. With now a dead serious expression, Andreia rushed inside, quickly hearing a maniacal laugh tormenting the halls that came from the staircase. Caméria gripped on her heavy weapon before hearing a mirrored laugh, this one echoing with sounds of weapons clashing from the halls that led to the dorms. Quickly thinking, the nymph bit her tongue in anger, charging to the halls of the Guards.
“Andreia, go and fight whatever is going on downstairs! I’ll take this one!”
Without hesitation, the girl glared at the entrance to the staircase, rushing in its direction. The structures beginning to vibrate more and more, she felt her heart race as the taunting, seemingly insane laughs resonated all around. Andreia felt the air tighten, as the aura present in the cellars was of an immense blackness. A thick purple fog made the whole view of the battle difficult, so the girl jumped from the stairs to the ground, listening at the weapons clashing. In the midst of the blocked view, the young woman felt a pair of piercing green eyes penetrate her, freezing in her spot. Andreia prepared herself for defense, being difficult to react quickly due to the mist in her way.
“Ah, so you show yourself…” a voice said with arrogance. The weapons stopped clashing for a few seconds, and as if to let her new viewer admire her masterpiece, Naytili opened the fog. On the cold stoned floor, laid a vampire Andreia was oh so familiar with. Nevra, gripping his blades with his hands, tried to hold himself up, before Naytili, with an amused look across her disgusting face, used the sharpened end of her staff to stab the vampire in his back.
“NEVRA!!!!!” She yelled, a terrified look on her face. Nevra coughed out blood, his vision blurry. All he could do was look up at his lover for a few seconds before he felt himself drift away.
Not giving up yet, another person came to view. Valkyon, beaten up and bloodied, charged at the witch with his axe yet again. Andreia, upon seeing her boss, charged at her as well, her blood boiling. That witch had done enough to harm the Guard, and she needed to be stopped. She just wanted justice for all the lives she’s ruined, all those she had hurt. Inside Andreia began to wake up a wildness she was afraid of, but needed.
“Still going to try?” Naytili said, a conceited smirk displayed at the Obsidian warriors “I’ve always hated you dirty rats of the Obsidian!” With staff in hand, a blast of corrupted power flashed to Valkyon, enough to make him once again fall, out of energy from the long battle. Now turning her attention to the brunette, she dodged a blow, aiming her weapon at her.
“You’ve got guts, Esora” she scoffed, another blast from her staff going off to her. Andreia was hit in her chest and flew back against the wall hard. Feeling her head spin in pain, she looked down at her hands, blood on them. Her own blood. This wouldn’t end good. Andreia breathed in and got up just in time to dodge another of her opponent’s attacks. Falling to her knees, she looked down at the end of her long brown hairs, who had turned purple in a matter of seconds. It had been a long time since her faelinne side had come out, and in the midst of her last moments of consciousness, she felt that it was hungry for bloodshed.
With now eyes black and golden, purple hair, and a hungry grin across her bloodied face, Andy looked over at Naytili, deepening a cut across her arm. Naytili, understanding where it would go, charged attacks at her, but the woman seemed to defend herself quicker this time around, an entertained expression adorning her skin. Thorns dashed to the woman, who used her magic to cut some and dodge others. Laughing at the serious look of the witch, Andreia, in a blink of the eye, appeared behind Naytili, a blow to her head throwing her on the cold ground.
“You really are nothing without that wretched staff, aren’t you?” she said, her thorns reaching for her weapon before the enemy jumped back in defense “How tragic, I guess I’ll have to be the one to kill you.”
“You filthy specimen…” Naytili retorted, holding her wrist which had a small cut from her thorns. The battle between the women lasted from a few more agonizing minutes, the walls shaking and suffering the damage. Between blood gushing and adorning the stones from both of them, the hysterical laughs from the Esora along with her whips, and the blasts of her enemy’s energy, Andreia kept her posture, her savage side craving the agonizing screams of others, however feeling already drained of blood. Just as the battle seemed to reach its climax, Andreia heard a yell that reached the steps.
“Andy! Step aside, now!”
Came in Ezarel, along with Jamon and Caméria. Vial in hand, the elf entered the battlefield, and with the Esora scoffing and holding Naytili still for the necessary time, he threw the liquid onto her, sizzling sounds being heard against her skin. Naytili’s eyes widened, a weak and furious growl coming from her.
“You-!” She glared at Ezarel, who stepped back cautiously. In a last move, she freed herself from Andreia’s thorns and, in a bolt of purple light, was gone. For a few seconds, the cellar became painfully quiet, before Jamon rushed to get Nevra to the infirmary, while Caméria checked on Valkyon, who had the luck to still be conscious and be able to get up on his own.
“And why did you have to interfere on my fun?” Andreia retorted, her demonic eyes piercing through the blue haired elf “I could’ve handled her, instead of you throwing one of your disgraceful potions at her.”
“It was necessary, before you got worse than you are.” Ezarel responded, after seeing her face get pale, her eyes slowly squinting. Andreia felt her body ache all over, her head about to burst. Before falling down, Ezarel reached out and grabbed her on time. Holding her carefully, he witnessed the roots of her hair slowly go back to their original color, a concerned look on him. He kneeled down, holding her head gently.
Andreia woke up in her bed, small bandages around her deepest cuts who hadn’t healed yet. Feeling her head still aching, she slowly sat up, looking at her own bedsheets. She didn’t remember much what she had done in the battle, as usual. Did she kill Naytili? Or did she fail? Even though her hands were cleaned, she felt them dirty, like she always did. She hated to use her wild side, it disgusted her. Suddenly, she felt her heart pierce, the vision of Nevra, bloodied on the floor with Naytili’s weapon piercing him haunting her mind. She dashed out of her bedroom concerned, rushing to the infirmary. Andreia knocked on door, having Ewelein answer it with a warm smile on her face.
“Andy! I’m so relieved you’re up and better. Come in, Nevra just woke up.”
Her cheeks heated slightly. Thanking the nurse, Andy walked in, following the elf who went to grab a potion for him to drink.
“It seems that Naytili this time decided to attack again, but not alone. She had a clone of herself attacking members near the entrance of the Crystal room, while she was down at the cellar. When he knew what was happening, Ezarel hurried to making a dangerous concoction consisting of manaa draining. When the real Naytili was splashed with it and vanished, so did her clone. The majority of the wreck was dealt while you recovered” The fair-haired lady said, noticing a saddened look on the young woman “Andy… We have you to thank. If you hadn’t been there, who knows what she would’ve done… Nevra’s life was saved because of you.”
A shy smile appeared on her beautiful face, while still looking down. Andreia felt so grateful for her kind words.
“It… Appears that this time, she simply acted as a distraction… Miiko believes that while Naytili threw a whole circus, our friend Ashkore paraded around and stole some supplies – food, medicine, important documents. Thankfully nothing too serious” Ewelein noted, both passing the bridge of the infirmary to Nevra’s bed. The vampire, upon seeing Andy, gave a sincere smile, his eye lighting up in adoration.
“I’ll leave you both alone now. Don’t forget to take this, Nevra” she nurse said smiling and placing the potion on the bedside table, before leaving the lovebirds to talk while she went to attend her other patients.
“Nevra…” she said, her eyes tear up quietly at his state. He was clearly in pain, the bandages around his chest filled with blood stains from the multiple wounds he had obtained from the battle.
“Here’s my beautiful girl…” he responded, holding his hand out for her to take. His fingers caressing the back of her hand gently, he gave her a most beautiful smile. He felt himself get better just from her presence. Andy sat at the end of the bed, stroking his cheek lovingly with a worried look for him.
“I’m sorry I didn’t act sooner… This could’ve been prevented” she said, her eyes avoiding to meet his. Nevra’s heart tightened inside his chest. One of the things he absolutely couldn’t let happen was to let his gorgeous girlfriend hold herself down. Slowly – and painfully – siting up on his bed, he sighed softly before cupping his hands against her cheeks, forcing her to look into his eye. Giving her a supporting and loving gaze, his lips gently kissed her forehead tenderly.
“Don’t you even think that, Andy. Hadn’t been for you, I’d probably be dead by now because of that witch. You’re very strong and courageous for confronting her… I’m in great dept with you… You’re amazing” he whispered, filling her cheeks with loving and soft kisses to cheer her up. Smiling softly and whipping some tears away, Andy looked at him with a soft look he always fell deeper in love with.
“Thank you, Nevra… I really don’t deserve you” she mumbled, before once again feeling his lips, this time against her own. Breaking the kiss, the vampire tucked some hair behind her ear gently.
“What did I say… No undervaluing yourself, alright honey?”
Flustered and with her cheeks red, Andreia looked down as her hairs covered her face, nodding quietly. Hearing her handsome boyfriend chuckle lightly, she grabbed the potion from the bedside table.
“You need to take this… So you get better faster.”
Taking a look at the vial, he nodded before sighing. Nevra knew this wouldn’t have a great taste, but, it couldn’t really be helped. Taking it from her gentle hands, he leaned it against his nose slowly, before sniffing it. His face contorting disapprovingly from the smell earned a small – and adorable – laugh from Andy, which made him give her a goofy and loving grin. Taking a breath in, he gulped the liquid down in one take, frowning from the bitter taste. Andreia took the flask from his hands and placed it down again giggling, before kissing his cheek.
“Good boy, you drank it all!” She said teasingly, making the Shadow’s Chief sulk adorably. Helping Nevra lay down on the bed, Andreia tucked him in gently, all the while Nevra admired her. He was so grateful to have such a gentle, beautiful soul as her as his girlfriend. He wouldn’t give her up for anyone else.
“You rest a bit while I’ll go grab your lunch so you can get that bitter taste out of your mouth, ok?”
“You’re just a blessing, you know?” He hummed, Andreia smiling in response before leaving to the canteen.
Upon returning with his tray of food, she saw that Karenn had come in to see her brother. Upon seeing her, she helped him sit up again, Andreia laying the tray on his lap.
“Do you want me to leave you both to chat peacefully?” Andy proposed, smiling at them.
“No, no! Stay here!” Karenn responded with Nevra nodding in agreement “I… wanted to thank you for saving my brother, Andy. You’re very strong…”
Smiling and simply hugging the young vampire, Andy said it was nothing but her job. While Nevra ate his meal, the three chatted away happily, avoiding any serious conversation to not ruin the mood.
The day passed along smoothly, despite people trying to recover from the night before. Many were still helping restocking the lost contents and cleaning up the damage, while those most affected from the battle recovered. Andy, after cleaning up part of the cellar, received the news that Nevra was no longer in the infirmary, and was able to rest on his bedroom. During his recovery, Andy would do anything for him – help him change bandages, help him dress when he felt weak, bring him food and medicine. Nevra felt so spoiled with his girlfriend’s love and attention, which helped him recover twice as fast. When he had recovered fully, Nevra decided to spend his last day off with his lover. He and Andy spent the sunny day having a relaxing stroll and having a picnic at the beach, filled with cuddles and affection, of course. At the end of the day, before they left the beach, Nevra and Andy were walking alongside the shore with their fingers intertwined.
“Andy. I wanted to once again thank you for all you’ve done to help me these past couple of days. Hadn’t it been for you, I…”
“It’s nothing, Nevra. I love you so much, it kills me to not see you at your best. It was my job as your lover to help you…” She replied. Her words flustered his heart, she really was an angel. Gently stroking her smooth cheek, he took his time to admire her beauty. The gentle wind blowing her hair with the heavenly mixture of a blue and orange hue complimenting her beautiful self, he realized how deep in love he was.
“I love you, Andy” he cooed, before kissing her passionately. After breaking it, he gave her a teasing, but sincere grin “You’d make a great wife one day!”
Face suddenly red, she slapped his arm gently, her heart beating faster as he laughed quietly.
“S-Shut up…”
“Let’s go back now? It’s getting dark.” He suggested, her nodding in response. Wrapping his arm around the girl he so dearly loved, they walked back to the Headquarters. He really did love her. Andy, to Nevra, was one of the most precious people he’d ever had the pleasure of meeting… And he’d make sure she knew it.
