#belgard

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They marked scars of light in pitch; born in fiercest purpose, and beheld as the ⸢Signet⸣  sealed upon our pact A loving look.  A promise broken, then upheld.

Happy Secret Samol! A gift of ⸢Signet⸣ and Belgard for @drawn-from-the-ground

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May 1 - Startup

this was supposed to be a more simple and symbolical thing, but i painted a small belgard on one layer and i love her...

go check @15daysoffatt !

[madetolooklikeus]

Chimeric

The most heinous thing the iconoclasts could imagine

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Friends at the Table (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Belgard/⸢Signet⸣ (Friends at the Table), Belgard/⸢Signet⸣/The Waking Cadent (Friends at the Table), ⸢Signet⸣/The Waking Cadent (Friends at the Table) Characters: Belgard (Friends at the Table), ⸢Signet⸣ (Friends at the Table), The Waking Cadent (Friends at the Table), The Chimeric Cadent (Friends at the Table) Additional Tags: Spoilers for Palisade, Did someone order some fraught old woman Yuri? Summary:

AUSTIN (as the Ice Lady): Excerpt. Where is your Divine? JANINE (as Signet): Elsewhere. Why? ICE LADY: You should keep it leashed. SIGNET (slowly): That’s not how it works. ICE LADY: Such is folly. SIGNET: Would you be leashed?

JANINE: Why am I always hitting on weird things?

- Twilight Mirage 45: Downtime on Gift-3

Belgard and ⸢Signet⸣ convince the Waking Cadent of an ontological reality. Written for @bronanlynch on Tumblr.

[elkinboots]

the devotion of a bygone era... bug wife....

[take2intotheshower]

Family Matters.

(The Musketeers Season 2, Episode 8 - The Prodigal Father)

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spoilers for palisade 09

(janine hawkins voice) ah

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Happy Secret Samol to DumplingSquid who asked for Signet & Belgard pre-Twilight Mirage. I like to think someone from Memorious made fanart to commemorate her becoming Belgard’s new Excerpt.

Tiny fic below

They marked scars of light in pitch; born in fiercest purpose, and beheld as the signet sealed upon our pact twisted her sash around her wrist one more time, to better anchor herself within the zero gravity of Belgard’s cockpit.

She was supposed to be getting used to the system of harnesses that would keep her safe in battle, but the temptation to cling to the familiar was still strong in her heart. She had only been an Excerpt for a week, no one could judge her for a little homesickness.

Belgard had not commented on her choice to drift in wrappings of silk like a second chrysalis within Belgard’s shields. However her Divine had commented on the portrait she now held in her hands.

“The artist has a deep attachment to handmade paper, they made it often as a child,” Belgard had said, as if there were deep meaning to the words.

“I’d have thought creating it in the mesh would be easier.”

“The artists on Memorious do not do things the easy way, unless they can find some artistry in it.” Belgard’s tone was hard to read. How long would she have to be an Excerpt before she’d understand?

“I wonder why they chose to highlight Signet…” She’d been considering ‘Purpose’ or ‘Pact’ for the short form of her Excerpt name. “Signet. Hmm.”

“It certainly has a ring to it.” Did Divines understand humour? Could a machine laugh?

“Huh?”

“Would you like to be called Signet?” There was affection in Belgard’s tone now, she could swear it.

“Yes,” Signet murmured. “I think I would.”