#arcell

[scalesnfeathers]

Just checking if the imperial adopt base works

Have Arcell!, I don’t really know what he’ll be but i’ll just leave this here for a bit

Time Taken: Didn’t count

[haxure-fr]

Hadrian comes back from a job injured, and Arcell freaks.

To Arcell, it seemed that time always ticked by more slowly when Hadrian and Teo were gone, when it was only him sitting alone in the small inn room that they’d been living out of for the past few weeks.  Teo had only left that morning, slipping out of the room just as the sun’s rays had started to peek through the threadbare curtains drawn over the grimy window.  Arcell vaguely recalled the brush of Teo’s long, cold fingers against his forehead before they had left, the click of the door behind them barely rousing him from his sleep.

Now, as the sun dipped towards the horizon in the west and the sounds of the street began to drift up towards the open windows, the lazy town finally coming to life as the heat of the day faded, Arcell found himself wishing that he had at least said goodbye to Teo before the older had left.

He flopped onto the couch, a cloud of dust rising as he sank into the old cushions.  Hadrian had hung a little panel of stained glass above one of the windows when they had first gotten the room, something about adding a bit of life to the admittedly dreary room, and now the late afternoon sun cast beams of purple and green across the whitewashed wall.

Arcell closed his eyes.  Somehow sitting around doing nothing all day was more tiring than all the weeks the three of them had spent in the wilds together.

When the opening of the door abruptly yanked Arcell out of his dozing, night had fallen outside, and a cool breeze swept in through the open windows, rustling the curtains.  Arcell sat up, blinking blearily as he turned to see who had come in.

“’Lo,” Hadrian said lowly as he turned to lock the door behind him.  “Busy day, I guess.”

Arcell stood up from the couch, rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes.  “Did everything go alright?” he yawned.

Hadrian grunted.  “You could say that.  We’ll get paid.”  He coughed wetly, moving from the entryway and towards the bedroom without flicking the light on.

Now fully awake, Arcell padded towards the kitchen, his mouth dry from sleep.  He paused as his bare foot landed on something wet.  “Hadrian, Teo’s gonna kill you if you’re tracking in anything,” he called warningly, swiping a finger along the bottom of his foot to pick up whatever it was.

The sharp tang of blood hit him like a pile of rocks, and as panic welled in Arcell’s stomach, he found himself wondering how he hadn’t noticed the smell of blood earlier.

He rushed towards the bedroom, throwing the door open and slamming his hand against the light switch until it flicked on.

Hadrian had been sitting on the bed in the dark, and he glanced up as Arcell barged in, pausing mid-motion as he wrapped bandages around his torso, their small first air kit lying open beside him.

The bandages were already stained red where they were wrapped around Hadrian’s side.  Arcell’s heart jumped into his throat.

For a second he was frozen by fear, frozen by the thought that Hadrian – his Hadrian, his infallible, unbreakable, untouchable brother – had been so hurt.  What creature would have the audacity to do such a thing?  When Hadrian had Teo and Arcell waiting for him to come back, when he was the kindest, most generous, most unfailingly patient and incredible dragon that Arcell had ever known, when Hadrian did so much good, when Hadrian had saved him, Arcell, who could do such a thing?

In the next second, the fear was gone, replaced by a surging anger, the likes of which Arcell had never felt before.  He stormed over to Hadrian, ripping the bandages out of his hands even as the older Imperial let out a few words of quiet protest, staring at Arcell with wide eyes.  He unwound the already-stained bandages, dumping them in a pile on the floor, and was in the process of trying to unscrew the cap of the antiseptic when Hadrian’s bloody hands closed over his owns.

“Arcell,” Hadrian said gently.  “You’re crying.”

Arcell blinked away furious tears, keeping his gaze fixed resolutely on the bottle of antiseptic.

“Arcell,” Hadrian repeated.  “What are you crying for?”

“I’m not crying,” Arcell muttered furiously, ripping his hands out of Hadrian’s grip.

Finally, he was able to get the bottle open.  “I.”  He gulped, his gaze clouded by tears.  “I need gauze, or cloth or something.”

He didn’t notice Hadrian’s hand until it was on his face, the rough pads of his fingers soothing away the tears on his cheeks.  “Kid,” Hadrian murmured.  “I’m fine.  It’s just a scratch.”

Arcell shook his head blindly.  “No,” he whispered.  “No, it’s not fine.  It’s not okay.”

“Yeah it is,” Hadrian replied.  “Look at me, Arcell.  Do I look like I’m dying?”

Slowly, Arcell opened his eyes.  Hadrian was right in front of him, his already pale skin almost sickly from blood loss, but his eyes as strong and sharp as ever.  Even more slowly, he shook his head.  “No,” he whispered.

“Right.”  Hadrian said.  “Would I ever go and die and leave you here all by yourself?”

“No,” Arcell whispered.

“Right.”  He patted Arcell on the cheek.  “Now, if you’re going to help, then help.”

Arcell nodded, swallowing thickly.  “Yeah.  Sorry.”  He wiped at his eyes.  “Um...”

“There’s some old cloth in the first aid kit,” Hadrian reminded.

“Yeah.  Sorry.”

He fumbled in the first aid kit for a second before pulling out a clean white cloth.

“Good,” Hadrian praised.  “Do you know what to do next?”

“Yeah,” Arcell mumbled.

“Can you handle it?”

“Yeah.  I mean, I think so.”

“Alright.  You’re going to have to peel the dressing off and redo it.  I didn’t do that well the first time,” Hadrian said, trying to bring a bit of lightness back into the situation.

Arcell snorted.  “Maybe you shouldn’t try to bandage wounds in the dark then.”  He reached towards the edge of the dressing, pausing.

“What’s wrong?” Hadrian asked, his eyes still fixed firmly on Arcell’s pale face.

“My–” Arcell swallowed and tried again.  “My hands are shaking.”

Hadrian placed a hand on Arcell’s shoulder, only showing the slightest sign of discomfort as he stretched the wound.  “It’s fine.  You’re doing fine.  If you don’t want to–”

“No,” Arcell interrupted.  “I want to do this.  I want to help you.”

Hadrian nodded.  “Okay.  Whenever you’re ready, then.”

Later, once the wound was dressed and bandaged and the bloody sheets had been dumped out in the hallway to be dealt with in the morning, Hadrian didn’t protest when Arcell crawled into bed with him, only draping one long arm across Arcell’s body and not saying a word, even when Arcell began to toss and turn, sometimes at the expense of Hadrian’s freshly bandaged wound.  In the morning, when the early sunlight woke Hadrian from sleep, he didn’t move a finger, content to allow Arcell to sleep, draped across his chest.

When Arcell hung around Hadrian the entire day, hanging off his shoulder when they went down to the market for lunch and reassuring himself with Hadrian’s physical presence, the older Imperial didn’t say a word, entertaining the younger’s neediness without question.

Teo returned that night, and when they saw Hadrian and Arcell laying on the couch together, close in a way that they hadn’t been since they had first rescued Arcell almost two years ago, they didn’t say anything as well, and when Hadrian pulled them into the dogpile that night on the bed, they followed without a word.

[haxure-fr]

new name, new avatar, new thoughts!

a couple of weeks ago (actually longer than that, but I have no concept of time), I realized while reorganizing my lair that I had two imperial boys with lavender cherub. I have no self control, so I went and bought another one, and now I have a little trio of lavender cherub imp kids, and here is some stuff about them!

basically what these kids have ended up being is a little mini troupe of mercenaries!

idk what their group name is/if they have a group name but basically it’s the three of them

it’s arcell, teo, and hadrian, fyi

hadrian is the unofficial leader of the group

technically teo is the oldest, but they’re also the quietest and enjoys interacting with other dragons the least, so hadrian, who as a mage is arguably the most powerful and also actually enjoys talking to other dragons, so he gets to be the face of the group, so to speak

hadrian was born in an impressively militaristic clan entirely of imperials to a pair of low-ranked dragons pretty much solely to be a soldier for the clan

when his magical talents were first discovered, he was shunted off into mage training from a very early age and trained in using his powers aggressively and combatively

problem with that, though, besides the obviously not cool practice of turning children into soldiers and treating them as commodities: hadrian did not take well into the strictly regimented and controlled lifestyle that his clan expected of him

he’s more of a free spirit, the kind of dragon that really needs to express himself to keep himself from blowing up

literally

not literally

so the first chance he got, during a campaign that wasn’t going super well, he disappeared into the chaos and ran as far and fast as he could

hadrian first met teo, it was when he by chance encountered the caravan of a passing noble being attacked by bandits

hadrian doesn’t really have that strong of a moral code (um he is a mercenary) but also dislikes the aimless, mindless violence of the bandits (it was a big caravan, with a bunch of small hatchlings and stuff and everyone was just dying and it was really unpleasant)

so he stepped in with his military-perfected magic and saved the whole day and everything

and the passing noble was so grateful that she paid hadrian a bunch and took him with her to the next city and blah blah blah

and teo, who’s the important one here, was serving as a bodyguard to the noble, although they’d been called away on a short errand at the time of the attack

no they weren’t plotting with the bandits it was actually just a coincidence

so during the trip, hadrian and teo grew to be pretty close friends

just in the way that people who can make friends make friends

and teo had just been hired for a contract, so once the caravan reached its destination, they left the service of the noble and elected to continue on with their new friend hadrian

background time! teo grew up with a band of mercenaries, tagging along on jobs and learning the ropes and such, so even though teo isn’t the leader, they are the authority on how mercenaries work and shit

and once teo was old enough, they just started taking jobs of their own

family business and all

but back to the back story, hadrian and teo have decided to go off traveling on their own, and it’s like that for a couple of months where they’re just like taking random jobs in cities they pass through to kill time and living off the money that they both got from the noble

and in a random forest they meet arcell, who is barely more than a hatchling and on the verge of being totally mauled by a pack whatever of fungalhoof qiriq, whom he angered by disturbing their den with all the babies and stuff

or idk insert various aggressive animal above

their description says they’re fierce and hard to survive so

it’s hadrian who decides to save arcell, even though teo says that two dragons against an entire pack of whatever dangerous animal is not a good idea and wants to move on

but hadrian can’t let that tiny baby hatchling die (arcell was a v smol dragon before his growth spurt) and so teo also gets dragged into the fight because they’re a bit cold but not heartless

and it’s rough at parts but success!

arcell is such a little shit as a kid - he’d run away from his clan in a fit of child angst and doesn’t know the way back, so hadrian and teo reluctantly allow him to tag along with them

he’s a pain in the ass and can do like no things for himself, but he’s also a quick learner and eager to learn everything that hadrian and teo are willing to teach him

arcell probably has the softest heart of all of them - teo doesn’t really care for anyting besides themselves and their team and any instincts for compassion or mercy were stamped out of hadrian pretty early on in his birth clan, so arcell serves as the voice of reason and compassion and all of that

he’s so the baby of the group, both literally and figuratively, and since hadrian and teo basically raised him, they’re both protective of him in their own ways

hadrian is very much the doting older brother; he never got the chance to have any siblings or even really friends of his own in his birth clan, and so he’s constantly worrying about how good of a brother/role model he’s being for arcell

he’s the one who tells arcell all the stories and entertains all of his dumb questions and makes sure that’s he eating okay and not getting into any danger beyond normal limits

teo is less personable and less warm, so they’re a bit less forward with their caring, but if arcell ever gets into precarious situations, it’s always teo who will shut it down with no games or fooling around

teo doesn’t feel the need to dance around feelings, especially with dragons that aren’t hadrian or arcell, so if anything ever needs taking care of quickly, teo is the one who can deal with it efficiently and bluntly

if that makes sense

so anyways, the three of them are just going around doing things, and eventually in a large city where they’ve been for a couple of weeks, they run into seius and constantina, who are out doing errands and things for stormshead

constantina and arcell are actually the first to meet, in a sort of shady fighting ring when they’re matched up against each other

constantina is just killing time testing herself while seius takes care of all the diplomatic stuff, while arcell has been left by himself by hadrian and teo, who are out on a job that they deemed to dangerous for him (he’s still kind of a kid at this point, and his skills aren’t nearly as developed as hadrian’s or teo’s)

their decision logically makes sense, but he’s also a perpetually angsty teen, so he decided to explore the city and ended up signing up for this fighting tournament than connie is, coincidentally, also a part of

they fight each other

connie royally kicks his ass, and arcell, who is proud as fuck but also has been taught to recognize an opportunity when he sees one, asks connie if she might be able to teach him a few tricks in the spare time that they have

unfortunately, connie doesn’t have the time to teach arcell anything, since she only had a couple hours to spare while seius took care of business, but she invites arcell and his companions to drop by stormshead sometime, and maybe she could teach him something them

arcell is thrilled, and as soon as hadrian and teo get back he tells them all about this badass wildclaw lady that he met and how they should definitely go to this random place all the way on the windswept plateau to meet this random dragon that arcell literally met at a shady fight club

they are furious, but also neither of them can really say no to arcell when he really really wants something and they’re heading that way anyways, so they add stormshead to their list of places

and it turns out to be really cool and they like it a lot so they stay

and similarly to reine, they work out of stormshead, leaving on jobs when they need to and coming back when they can

unlike reine, however, it’s not a secret from anyone

the lavender cherub has nothing to do with it, actually, that’s just a thing

[jigokuhana]

Follow-up to my gemsona AU! post with my OCs, with their fusion: Chrysocolla~

Was originally gonna go with Labradorite for their fusion, but the color scheme just wasn’t clicking with me for whatever reason. :\

[jigokuhana]

Been way too long since I actually showed off my OCs. Which was like...once? But even now, I only bother to show them in their chosen godtier outfits, which they have no right wearing when they’re not even Homestuck OCs. XD

...I’m such a horrible parent to them. T^T

But yeah, the first two pics I did a while back, but the 3rd I just drew earlier tonight. These are the main (+main-ish) characters from my webcomic idea (which I’m working on currently), called Pondera. :)

I hope everyone who’s interested will check the comic out when I officially promote it. <3

Maly Tomiel (Muse of Life) Arcell Lokre (Heir of Rage) Borys Tomiel (Heir of Mind) Austin Wyn (Seer of Doom) Rino Welcher (Heir of Time) Vea Laian (Sylph of Time)

[jigokuhana]

Just two of my OCs in their assigned godtiers. Heir of Rage, & Muse of Life. They're not Homestuck OCs...but fuck it, I like finding out what any character's godtiers would be if they played~! :P

Since there's no official look for the Muse class shown yet, I used the design that shelbycragg sketched out. ^u^