#kingdoms fall

[el-crafts]

May see something more of these boys in a couple days... 👀

[snapperpop]

me when characters (i didn’t feel like drawing them just to post) 🙌

[eikonicdevastation]

Day 3 - Muster

Ironically, last night I decided to run an in game story that worked parallel to what I was writing for the challenge. I had made a post this morning to Muster up a group to join me on this journey.  Word Count - 737

Morning came, well, morning proper. It took some effort for the teen to find sleep once again after the nightmare. There was nothing more that he wanted than to rush out to take this challenge head on, however, this was not something he could tackle alone. He knew this. He shifted to sit on the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing through his pink locks. A soft sigh escaped him, his midnight shower left it a tangled mess. With a sleepy motion he reached for a book that sat at the head of his little alcove bed. The journal had been beat. It’s once vibrant red cover now covered in wear, a few places were torn along the spine, and it was obvious which pages were used and not by just a glance. He shifted about halfway through the book and grabbed his quill and that signature vibrant blue ink. It was a color that seemed to bring him a bit of comfort in the chaotic world around him. There was not even a moment’s hesitation before the first name was laid to page. Trystan, Vincent’s best friend and closest ally. The man who promised that he would always be there when Vincent needed the help. The one he probably felt the most guilty for leaving in the dark over all this. The second name came just as quick as the first. Korrina, Vincent’s cousin. The woman who had earned the title ‘Lioness of Garlemald’. She probably knew the most about the teen, despite how little they interacted while he was younger. She had just come back and he knew that she would lend her sword. Tala, the Keeper had become close to Vincent during Menphina Madness and become another incredibly close friend. He had several encounters with the Empire with her by his side. She was most certainly someone he knew he could trust in combat.

Zahra, another good friend of Vincent. She was one of the newer members that he had come to trust. He had opened up to her in ways that no one else had gotten him to do so. A very inspiring individual, for Vincent and the other members of their group.

Gail, this woman was still a bit of a mystery to Vincent. She joined the group about the time that Zahra had and took an almost motherly role toward the teen. Her skill with a gun, contacts, and quick wit surely would be useful.

A smile swept his face as he looked over the page, but there was one detail he was missing. None of those on the list really had much knowledge of the city. He paused but a moment as he crunched his nose in thought. He wanted to be careful who he picked to get involved, this was not a task to be taken lightly. Nervously, he began to chew on the corner of his lip as he almost seemed to zone out in thought. Eventually, his quill was brought to the journal again. He thought of someone, a name that still made him a little nervous. With little interaction with the man, there was this concern that they would not agree. But still, he had to ask. With a few sweeps of the quill, he finally wrote down Sarto on his list. He really didn’t know much about the mage, but he did know that they seemed to have some understanding of the city.

He pulled the ribbon of a bookmark into the spot to mark the page. He can work through the list and contact them one by one, but first, he had to get his morning started. Training for the Minor Leagues had to be done and despite wanting to remain in his bed, that wasn’t how his routine would get done. Suns like this always took some effort to muster the will to start his morning, the lack of sleep was starting to take its toll.

With a light groan he finally feed himself from his blanket confines. Stepping into his slippers he stretched out his back as a yawn took him. Once again his fingers were brought through his hair to try to untangle the mess, his stomach chiming in to remind him that he needed to eat. Right, breakfast. The best motivator for any reluctant teenager. With that he made his way to his bedroom door to start his day.

[gaybeau]

Kingdoms Fall - Rupphire Fantasy AU Fic

Art by @red-s-art

Chapter 5 has been released! Check it out on AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21207098/chapters/51376858

Or start from the beginning:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21207098/chapters/50485715

[thegayraccoon]

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

Chapters: 3/27 Fandom: Steven Universe (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Ruby/Sapphire (Steven Universe), Connie Maheswaran/Steven Universe, Amethyst/Pearl (Steven Universe), Lapis Lazuli/Peridot (Steven Universe) Characters: Ruby (Steven Universe), Sapphire (Steven Universe), Steven Universe, Connie Maheswaran, Pearl (Steven Universe), Amethyst (Steven Universe), Lapis Lazuli (Steven Universe), Peridot (Steven Universe), The Rubies, Blue Diamond (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond (Steven Universe), White Diamond (Steven Universe) Additional Tags: Fantasy AU, Squire Ruby, Princess Sapphire - Freeform, slowburn, Fluff, Angst, Violence, Future Vision, healing spit, Prophecies, Some characters don’t show up until later, Potential future smut? Summary:

Princess Sapphire’s future vision starts acting up when the squire known as Ruby enters her life, and stops working entirely when she is attacked in the night. They quest to the Pink Kingdom to seek out Queen Steven’s healing powers, but soon discover that his abilities are limited to physical wounds. Can they work together to fix what’s broken? Will their feelings for each other be enough to get them through?

[el-crafts]

FIIYYYAAA 🔥🔥🔥

[eikonicdevastation]

Kingdoms Fall

Author Note I have been debating taking Vincent’s story in a certain direction for a while now, but I have been putting it off in fear of how those closest to me would react. Turns out, a few of them had a similar idea to the story I was building as I did. So, I plan to move forward with the concept. Its going to be a lot of ‘off cam’ stuff for now. Things that I will write up for tumblr. Do keep in mind that anything that is part of the ‘Kingdoms Fall’ story will not be known ic, unless Vincent tells you directly. (All Kingdoms Fall stories will be tagged as such.) Also, there will be a reoccurring song theme. When I made the choice to go this route, I found Weapon of the Faithful, from League of Legends. This song is very much a huge inspiration to the arc. It is very fitting, and can be found here. Without further adeiu~

It had been happening off and on all sun, but nothing as bad as what had just struck the teen. Everyone was standing around, laughing, talking, enjoying cake in two ilms of glitter when it started. At first, he could ignore it. It was no big deal, the pain was nothing new. Even if the other cycles had been fogged, he always would remember the pain.

Slowly, that ache would grow. As he held the box that was given to him for his nameday, his eyes moved to the injection site on his forearm. Nothing looked unusual. His gaze would shift back to the vibrant gold box held shut with the deep red ribbon. A steady hand opened the gift, revealing the plush that was held with in. The burn would begin. His mind would take more to focus, as his blood shifted to lava. The heat coursing through his body as he gave his thanks. Thanks turned into good nights. Like an avalanche the pain began to swell at alarming rates. He couldn't hide it much longer. No sooner had he informed the others he was going to bed, he was turning for the stairs. Each step up to the dorm that he had come to lay his head felt as if it had been lined with nails. The pain surging through each pace as he made he journeyed to what he hoped would be his salvation. He could still hear them, saying goodnight, but he couldn't respond. If he responded, they would hear the pain.

Sanctuary. As soon as he knew he was out of view he buckled down to his knees and slowly sank to rest his face on the floor. It was an action he often did when most thought he was being dramatic. In this moment, he knew that this was something that would bring him comfort. Curling into a ball with his arms held tightly against him. The moogle plush now was crushed in his grip as he kept the cries inside. He had no clue how long he had been sitting like that, the world around him had become muffled sounds. Ambient noise of a soft lullaby that attempted to sing him to sleep, but sleep wouldn't come, nor would relief. Had he been given poison in place of his annual dose? No, he was told, he was free. This wasn't freedom. A gentle hand came to the top of his head. Light and loving, the touch started to pet his dark hair. The voice filled his mind as the petting continued. "Awake to my voice~" The voice was as soft as the touch, caring, loving. It was almost familiar. It was when he felt the first wave of relief. Small at first, but his veins seemed to cool with the touch. "And hear her call within~" It was a female's voice. Sweet, motherly, comforting. He could try to deny it, but it was lulling, calling. His mind seemed to relax by the moment. "Embrace the fear inside~" The words further pushed the pain that coursed through his body. This has happened before. He could remember. The touch, the words. The same words that bard sang in the Lane. "Surrender your mind to night again~" The gentle words continued, the pain was nearly gone. That touch continued. Tears. Was he crying? The plush was being clutched again, but this time, it was because the teen had fallen to sobs in the moment. "Close your eyes~" The pain was replaced by sadness. "Have faith in me~" He lifted his head finally, to see who was there. "And leave the light behind~" He blinked the tears away as they slowly came into focus. Nothing, no one. The room was empty. That wasn't what he wanted to see. There was a longing deep with in. He didn't even think anything of it as he sat up straight to look about. Where was she? Where was she! The pain and sadness was quickly replaced with panic. He wanted to see her, she wasn't there, he was alone. Alone again. Always alone. Always.  "You're never alone~"

[gaybeau]

Kingdoms Fall: Rupphire Fantasy AU Fic

Summary: Princess Sapphire’s future vision starts acting up when the squire known as Ruby enters her life, and stops working entirely when she is attacked in the night.

They quest to the Pink Kingdom to seek out Queen Steven’s healing powers, but soon discover that his abilities are limited to physical wounds. Can they work together to fix what’s broken? Will their feelings for each other be enough to get them through?

Read the new chapter here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21207098/chapters/50485715