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Celestial AU

“I shall use the happiness you’ve bestowed upon me to create even more joy. I swear…” Once upon the time... when the world was new... only the sun reigned rule in the sky and in a sense, over the humans that walked amongst the Earth. For the sun god's light offered light and warmth. Shelter from...

;;So uh, the Celestial AU blew up in the oc server so.... have some backstory about the Sunlight Soldier and Moonlight Magician outfits-

[grinlikecheshire-blog]

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a drabble about my muse from the point of view of...someone who admires my muse.

They did not know his name; he wore no name-tag. Then again, they supposed that librarians typically did not. Still, they wished beyond wishing to know just this small piece of information about him, and every day they returned to check out a new book, they rolled over the question in their mind. Mouthed it to themselves the whole walk over, forgot it as soon as they saw him, and cursed themselves when they held a new book and not a name to doodle in their diary. 

It was silly, but he was charming. He had approached them while reading, an act usually forbidden, but managed to do so in a way that was more endearing than annoying. They had spent hours talking together, and it was the loveliest conversation they’d had in a long while. Unfortunately, they’d left without a name, and never again did they have the nerve to strike up a conversation. Until today. 

“Hello,” they said, as usual. But when he looked up, they saw the pain in his eyes - as if something horrible had happened. The care they had grown to have for him overtook any fear they might have had, and when they asked, “are you alright?”

He said: “Not quite. But,” and at this, he brightened, “it won’t last long.”

“That’s an optimistic outlook. I can’t say I’m thinking like that when I’m not doing well,”

He smiled, “Let’s just say it comes with years of practice. I’m Charlie, by the way. I don’t think I’ve ever said.”

Charlie. What a perfect name for him.  

[mxnday-blues-blog]

🐛 + 🔀 (Lupe's prank is to have a waiter/bartender put a fake snake in Monday's drink.)

Monday pulled out the snake from her drink, entirely unshocked. She glanced around the room, looking for the culprit, before suspecting it was her least favourite person in West Hollow. Lifting up her hand, she flipped Lupe off, and went on to drink from her glass without much fanfare. 

[mxnday-blues-blog]

🐇 –several packs of Candy cigarettes, 2 packs of red Pop rocks, and a role of sweet tarts– (from matty!)

Monday raised a brow, but she was quite pleased with his gift. Let alone the fact that it was unexpected, it was also impossibly thoughtful. She was surprised at how well he knew her, pinpointing her favourite candies from when she was a child. “Candy cigarettes, really?” She asked, though what she had really meant was thanks. 

[grinlikecheshire-blog]

💌 + 🔀 (Marin decides to be a massive dick and sends a fake letter that seems to start out as a love confession from Augustus, but ends with Marin finishing it off as himself and taunting Charlie about falling for it)

Charlie read the letter, shaking only slightly as he did so. It was awfully reminiscent of their time together in the 19th Century, reading particularly Victorian, even. It wasn’t overtly romantic, neither was it particularly sappy. It was simplistic, and Charlie had to read between the lines (like he had done so many times in the past) just to get the message. 

He should’ve known better than to think Augustus had the emotional capacity to send such a letter, and that much was obvious by the time he got to the end. He had absolutely no idea what he had done to this Marin, wasn’t even really sure how he knew him, but he was utterly crushed by the cruel joke. Had Augustus been telling his friends (did Augustus have friends?) about what had happened between them? Had Augustus sanctioned this? Had they sat together, side by side, laughing as they thought about how to best torment Charlie? 

He crumpled up the paper, tossing it in his recycling bin. If Augustus was going to taunt him for his feelings, Charlie was better off feeling nothing towards him at all. 

[grinlikecheshire-blog]

🐇 (Bag of Swedish Fish, one smuggled Kinder Egg that Roman may or may not have used his magic to get, and a bag of Warhead Sours)

Charlie felt embarrassed, he did not have much in the name of gifts to return to Roman. As he opened the basket, a face of childlike excitement overtook his face. The candy he would always have been pleased about, no matter what was in it, but it was the kinder egg that really took his attention. “Man, I haven’t had one of these since my time in Canada! I love them, I wish they had them here...How’d you get this?”