IT STOOD FOR THE SUN

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–––   DE  INLUSTRIS .

“   I  -   YOU ...       YOU  DO ?    ”   smile ,  nigh  sheepish ,  would  bloom ,  unfolding  in  its  valour  as  he  turns  towards  them.  mitts  fidget  with  one  another ,  emotions  splaying  their  glory  ‘ cross  SOUL.  

ARE  YOU  NERVOUS ?  ARE  YOU  EXCITED ?  PERHAPS  YES ,  TO  BOTH.

courage  finds       its  way  to  skeletal  core ,  JOY  EFFERVESCENT  in  his  manner.  a  gentle  tone  softens  voice ,  honeyed  gaze  reaching  them  as  he  would  reply.   

“   WELL ,  Y - YOUR       FEELINGS  ARE  MUTUAL.    ”

“   …    ”

“   I  LOVE       YOU ,  TOO ,  LEIDÉ.    ”

their   smile   is   TERRIBLY   BRIGHT .   just   lips ,   this   time ,   no   slightly   crooked   teeth   peeking   out––   this   is   a   soft ,   careful   smile   that   still   radiates   a   LIGHT   like   none   other .   he   cares   quite   a   lot   about   the   little   frisk ,   doesn’t   he ,   sol ?   it’s   so   sweet––   SO   WONDERFULLY   SWEET .   their   eyes   downcast ,   focusing   somewhere   in   the   lines   of   the   kitchen   table .   it’s   then   that   he   flusters ,   fumbling   up   on   their   admission .   they   close   their   eyes ,   smile   turning   wry ,   reveling   in   the   way   he   talked ;   PERHAPS ,   THEY   TOO ,   WERE   A   LITTLE   FLUSTERED .

ah ,   ah ,   ah ,   sol ,   not   so   fast .   IT   COMES   OUT ,   INTO   THE   OPEN   AIR .   that   big   ol’   L   WORD   they   had   pointedly   avoided   using   in   their   admission .   didn’t   want   to   get   too   far   ahead   of   ourselves ,   now   did   we ?   BUT   THERE   HE   GOES !   taking   that   step   for   them ,   openly ,   brazenly   displaying   his   affections––   and   the   room   goes   quiet .   the   grin   falters ,   just   a   bit ,   eyes   opening   to   REFOCUS ,   RECOUP .   he . .   he   loves   them .   they   had   FIGURED   he   held   them   in   some   high   regard      (   ‘the   feeling   is   mutual’ ,   ‘the   feeling   is   mutual’   )    ,   but   they   didn’t   expect   him   to   JUST–––!   they   eye   him   for   a   moment   just   too   long      (   sol ,   you   creature   of   meticulous   habit   )    ,   before   they   barely   manage   to   croak   out ,

❛    you    . .    ❜     all   stop .   they   chew   their   lip .   CHRIST ,   who   turned   on   the   fuckin’   heat ?   a   nervous   chuckle   passes   their   lips––   is   it   just   the   lighting   or   is   leidé   de   morrign   turning   rosy   red ?    ❛    j-jeez .   i––   ❜  

they   look   away .   the   wall   is   a   particularly   lovely   shade   of   WHITE   tonight .   but   they’re   only   diverted   a   second   this   time ,   before   they   open   up   yet   again .   still ,   focusing   on   the   wall ,   though .

❛     . .   c’mere .    ❜     a   following   thought .   ❛    the   spaghetti   will   be   fine   for   a   second .    ❜  

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❛    frisk   just   loves   you   to   death ,   you   know .    ❜      they   pause ,   just   a   little   smile   curving   onto   their   lips .      ❛     ’n’   so   do   i .   heh .    ❜                    @bonetrous

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❛   i’m   monky .    ❜          ⑊         @cordiforms​ !

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❛     hey !    you   with   the   long   hair !    should   you   be   doing   that ?    i   feel   like   maaaybe   you   shouldn’t   be   doing   that.   what   are   you   doing,   anyways ?   ❜         ⑊        @lumeias !

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❛    o-oh .    oh ,    how   did   you   do   that ?    do   that   again .    is   that   a   spell   of   some   kind ?    ❜         ⑊        @chaosentity !

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❛    I   THINK      the   only   culinary   skills   i   have   are   bakin’ .    although ,    those   are  .  .  .  limited   skills .    i   know   how   to   make   an   apple   crisp ,    brownies ,    &     a   few   types   of   cookies ,    but   that’s  .  .  pretty   much   it .    um ,    maybe  .  .  .  you   can   teach   me   some ?   i-if   you   WANT   to ,    that   is .    no   pressure ,    obviously .    i’m   just  .  .  .  i   ‘unno ,    lookin’   for   a   way   to ,    um ,    ❜

they   clear   their   throat .    jesus   christ   this   was   intense .    well ,    not   really .    it   just   felt   intense ,    &     it   was   entirely   because   leidé   is   completely   incapable   of   talking   to   pretty   women .    they   swallowed   a   little ,    &     tried   to   continue ,    although   the   color   to   their   face   was   painfully   telling .    shame   they   didn’t   notice .    ❛    b-bond ?   perhaps ?   mm-maybe ?    ❜    oh   that   was   stupid .    stuuupid .    they   grin   sheepishly ,    fiddling   with   their   hands .         ⑊          @tourium  !

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jem is taking the laptop from me but heres a starter call

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ok highkey tho i wasn’t gonna involve my internal canon for leidé w this blog but yall.

originally i designed leidé to be frisk’s older sibling because, like. initially, my thought was: wouldn’t it be ironic if frisk were a mage? a mage saving the monsters, after they were trapped there by who were likely their ancestors. sexy. from there, i was just went thru my usual motions: consume content, make oc, ???, cherish oc. leidé was born and they were born FIERCE!!! they wanted to protect frisk with everything they were.

problem is, not a lot of people are into the whole “frisk’s family member oc” stuff. like a missing 3rd skeleton sister. lmao. cringy shit. but frankly i dont rly care, frisk is a huge part of what makes leidé in my mind. i probably wont ever find a frisk that would conform to my ... wild ass canon, but its out there now. leidé is gonna protect all the frisks.

thanks for coming to my ted talk.

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i promise im doing yalls starters. i just cant format them on mobile. i’ll format them once jem is done doing her replies. lmao

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jem is taking the laptop from me but heres a starter call

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here’s why leidé is one of my favorite muses. otherwise titled: why leidé is a very sad, sad person.

a common theme in undertale is brave characters who have titular roles in the story (frisk in saving the monsters, sans in stopping frisk, ect) who complete their missions and are then heroes for what they did. you can almost say the story is an epic, in a way. leidé is definitely one of these types. they were made for greatness, to fulfill some epic destiny wherein they stop the bad guy, and become the hero. they are the last in the line of incredible mages who did incredible things; it leaves a powerful act to follow in an era where there are no incredible things to be done. they’re a knight, out of time, in a modern age with no dragons to slay, no princess to be saved. 

and they’re ... well aware of this. they spent their entire childhood hearing stories from their grandparent about how their ancestors were guardians of peace and prosperity, holders of great knowledge and power. and they grew up thinking that they would be one of those incredible figures! they wanted to be a powerful, well-respected mage who was known for saving the world, or something equally as profound. it wasn’t until they hit their early 20s did they realize none of that would ever happen. humans didn’t believe in magic anymore. the dream began its slow death the day their grandparent passed away, and leidé had to fend for themselves. they dropped out of high school to support themselves, progressively waking up to the reality that was the real world.

it stung. for a while. a long while. they started their own business at 26, and the sting had dulled to an ache somewhere in their soul. they were an accomplished mage, but there was no one there to see it. they stew in this feeling, this despair, knowing that for the rest of their life, the best they’re ever going to get is some tourists fawning of their deck of tarot cards. 

it results in leidé being a sort of jaded figure. they’re still kind, they’re still grateful that they’re alive, but it isn’t enough. their JUSTICE SOUL craves something more, but there’s nothing more they’ll ever have. this desperate, disgusting feeling they carry with them can be seen by those who are close to them, but those are far and few people between.

really, i just love that they’ll never get to wield that sword, like they always wanted to.

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❛   i  could  explain  why  i  can  see  you ,  but  it  would  take  a  while ,  and  i  don’t  think  there’s  any  chairs  around  here.  i’ll  sum  it  up  like  this :  i  am  a  MAGI.  magi  see  things.  we  know  things.  you  are  one  of  these  things.   ❜

they  pause ,  glimmering  eyes  lowering.  they  look  back  up  almost  immediately.    ❛   nice  to  meet  you ,  anyhow.  names’  leidé.    ❜       /        *   @warvigilante  has  seen  the  light !

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jus .... playin around in ps

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VENIAES !

  ❛     RIGHT  YOU  ARE,  FRIEND  !  marceline  can  kinda  be  a  bit  of  a  mouthful  though,  so  call  me  whatever  you’d  like  —  like  marce,  or  marcie,  or  coolest  girl  on  the  planet.  whatever  suits  your  fancy,  y’know  ?     ❜     she  hardly  even bats  a  lash  —  she’s  too  busy  rambling  herself.

  ❛     and  you  ?  what  can  i  call  you  ?     ❜

the  magus  snorts ,  cracking  a  wider  grin  than  before.  how  could  someone  be  so  cute?  they  nod  along  with  marceline’s  listings.  they’re  battling  between  “coolest  girl  on  the  planet”  and  “marcie”.  THESE  OPTIONS  ARE  EQUALLY  MATCHED!  but  for  the  sake  of  the  spoken  brevity ,

❛   of  course ,  of  course ,  miss  marcie.   ❜

and  upon  prompted ,  they  launch  into  their  nonsense.      ❛   last  i  checked ,  it  was  leidé  de  morrigan ,  although ,  i  have  been  known  to  lose  track  of  my  own  name.   ❜

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LIKE  SUNLIGHT ,   staggeringly  bright  &  vivacious  in  the  dim  glow  of  the  café ,   they  offered  papyrus  an  enigmatic  smile.  their  eyes  glittering  with  something  they  hadn’t  yet  said ,   hiding  a  little  secret  behind  the  lidded  gaze.  their  silence  stretched  a  moment ,   bordering  somewhere  between  THOUGHTFUL  and  UNCOMFORTABLE.  but  they  didn’t  seem  to  be  willing  to  speak  yet.  a  common  trope  in  the  family ,   it  would  seem ,   but  at  least  leidé  was  willing  to  speak  at  all.

the  last  words  between  them  cycled  through  their  mind  on  playback ,   pulling  together  pieces  of  a  puzzle  that  perhaps  they  had  forumulated  all  on  their  own.  what  was  he  saying  to  THEM?  what  were  they  saying  to  HIM?  it  wasn’t  uncomfortable ,   or  DISLIKED ,   but  it  was  new  territory ,   and  despite  all  their  outward  appearences  of  demure  knowingness ,   they  were  ANXIOUS.  FOOT-TAPPING ,   SWEATY  PALMS  ANXIOUS!  love-struck ,   was  a  word  for  it.

their  hand  found  papyrus’ ,   soft  fingertips  brushing  against  his  gloved  hand.  they  visibly  hesitate ,   however ,   seemingly  awaiting  his  approval  of  the  touch.  when  he  doesn’t  move  away ,   or  pull  back  his  hand ,   they  reaffirm  their  touch  by  enclosing  his  hand  further  in  their  palm.  the  expression  on  their  face  softened ,   newly  cushioned  with  a  raise  of  their  brows ,   and  a  smoothing  of  their  lips.  it  was  satisfying ,   to  be  able  to  touch  him  so  modestly.  they  shared  hugs ,   and  gentle  brushes  of  the  shoulders;  how  could  they  not?  but  there  was  something  different  about  this  show  of  affection.  it  brought  color  to  their  cheeks ,   and  they  chuckled  softly  to  themself.  SO  EASILY  SWAYED ,   PHOENIX.  

❛   hah.  you  know ,    ❜    they’re  so  quiet.  so  morning-light ,   under  the  sheets ,   quiet.  they  kept  their  eyes  on  him ,   golden  light  fixated  on  him  under  heavy  brown  lashes.    ❛   i’m  kind  of  a  sucker  for  this.  candlelight ,   soft  music  and  good  company.  really..  good  company.   ❜         /        *   @bonetrous​  brushes  hands  with  sunlight !

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❛   you’re  a  really  sweet  kid!   well ,  you’re  not  really  a  kid,  are  you?  jeez ,  i’m  getting  OLD.  everyone  five  years  younger  than  me  is  a  kid.  OKAY ,  sorry ,  rambling.  ya’  said  your  name  is  marceline?  love  that.   ❜    someone  help  them.        /        @veniaes  flustered  the  mage  a  little .