(Image description: digital art of a baby in an Easter basket. The baby is a bird-like humanoid with tiny half elf ears and scruffy green and blue pin feathers all over his body. His eyes are squinted closed and look a little swollen, and the beak tooth at the front of his mouth gives him a funny looking expression. The Easter basket is pink, filled with brightly colored fake grass, and holding a few Easter eggs. There's a yellow ribbon on the handle. End description.)
Happy Easter! Here's baby Mori, back when he still had a nose and his cheek fluff was too short to hide his ears lol
• Monochrome depiction of blood & mild gore(artist's render)
• vaguely implied SA & child sacrifice
• death threats
If you are triggered by any of these, you are kindly advised to scroll past this fic.
Bee was apprehensive at first.
A new member had arrived a while ago, young, knowledgeable, curious but shy. It hadn't bothered her much until she got to know what her field of study was.
One of her interests was necromancy, which the pinked haired woman practiced.
She wouldn't even be talking about it to her if it hadn't been for Eris telling Sovana about her power in his scribbled ramblings about herself.
The conversations were interesting, albeit mildly uncomfortable due to the prevailing distrust and hesitation from Bee's side. Sovana's curiosity reminded her of Eris'.
Odd, wasn't it.
It took a while before they started talking more comfortably, with more enthusiasm. Most of it was just Sovana talking about what she had learned about necromancy.
"Could I ask you something?"
"Sure, as long as it's not too touchy"
"What's the greatest feat you've achieved with necromancy?"
She paused.
Her breath hitched for a split second.
The girl blinked, "...was that...touchy..?", she asked sheepishly once she noticed the changes in demeanor. "...Let's change the subject."
It didn't take long til Eris came around, dragging Sovana away with him to enjoy some of the snacks Seril baked. Bee loved that the rascal was having fun, that he was happy.
She was glad he didn't remember.
"You haven't told them", she stiffened suddenly, "It would do you some good to announce your presence", the woman sneered as she turned to the man.
Another member.
Their newest member.
Auleida scoffed, "I would. But you'd ignore me", he huffed.
Auleida....Alvia. The older brother Bee had only one memory of.
The older brother Eris never got to know about. Until now.
His conception in itself was a touchy subject but she remembered how her mother wept the first time she brought him up.
Never again did she ask about it.
Bee rolled her eyes at him, "Just because you're our oldest brother doesn't mean you'll gain my trust right off the bat", she drawled in an annoyed tone.
"You're ignoring my question", she laughed, "Perhaps I am, what's it to you?"
They had been silently butting heads ever since he had entered the mansion. Something about him rubbed her the wrong way, the way he reeked of rotting flesh made her think of him as a living corpse.
But such was not the case. He was asking alive as any of them.
Auleida sighed, "Bee. They'll learn eventually", she stared at him, "He'll learn eventually."
"Learn what exactly?", she retorted.
"That he's not as alive as they think he is"
She didn't need a reminder.
"That you don't know how you got him back"
She didn't ruin them just to let go.
"That you don't even know how long it'll even last—"
"Shut. UP—", she snapped as she yanked him by the scruff of his jacket, he yelped.
"They don't need to know.", Bee growled as she glared daggers into his eyes, "He doesn't need to know". She huffed as anger took hold of her, "And if you even think about telling them, I'll gut you and dump you in the basement that no one seems to know about"
They stood there, air thick with tension as they glared into each other's eyes. Anger & Determination staring into the other's soul.
Auleida stared at her, his hand gripping hers as she tightened her hold on him. He scoffed, "You really think the god that blessed us three wouldn't give us equal strength?", the question made her pause, but her grip remained strong as ever.
"Look, all I want. Is for the truth to be revealed.", he sighed as his tone took a solemn turn, "We really don't know how long that spell will last—", Auleida hummed, "—And we wouldn't want him to be restless in his eventual second passing, right?"
Bee groaned in frustration, pulling him closer, "He's not going to. He won't.", she denied his words.
"You're a necromancer, not a resurrector. You're not life itself either, granting second chances according to your whims and fancies"
"If Casimir wasn't such an ass about in-fighting, I would murder you without hesitation", the older man laughed, "You wouldn't. Not when our brother wants me to stay"
Her eye twitched, "You wouldn't want him upset at the sudden disappearance of his oldest brother, correct?", she was growing furious.
"Shut up. Or I'll. Make you."
"What is happening here."
Both paused, slowly turning to look at the source of the familiar voice, smooth as ever yet dripping with a hint of shock, annoyance and...amazement?
Bee shoved Auleida away, huffing as she looked away. Auleida grumbled, fixing his jacket. Casimir stared at them both, "That was an unexpected scene.", the Master's most trusted hummed in fake intrigue.
Bee narrowed her eyes at him after glaring a few more daggers towards Auleida's direction, "We were having a small...disagreement.", she gritted through her teeth.
"...Yes. Just some differences between us, is all"
"Forgive me for not believing you but what I witnessed appeared to almost be the beginning of a murder attempt...?", Casimir clasped his hands together, his smile strained just a little more as he tried to remain composed.
Bee hummed, "You'd be mistaken then, you know I would never hurt anyone without reason", Auleida glanced at her, "Besides, Eris would be upset if I hurt someone in the mansion"
"As for myself? I'm new here, I obviously won't get along with everyone.", Auleida added his...statement.
The butler glanced between the Eldest Alvias, "Hmph. Fine, I'll let you have the benefit of the doubt", he replied smoothly. He looked mildly ticked off.
Bee always found his annoyance amusing.
The next several minutes were spent in silence, even after Casimir left to attend to other matters.
"Bee...I care for him as much as you.", Auleida started, "I care for you as much as him"
The woman looked at him with contempt, "I may not know why you were never there", the memory still hurt, the blood that was spilt, the loss she had faced
"—but it doesn't change that he lives, because I tried."
"You are no one to us. To me."
"Do not assume us family."
He watched as she stormed off, tension turned to discomfort as Auleida stood there.
"I can find a way to make it permanent.", he mumbled quietly.
"All I need—", His eyes closed as he sighed.
"—is a soul equally loved."
He left those words to air, for none to listen.
She'll figure it out eventually. He reels of death because he too was like his youngest brother.
He too had died once, sacrificed.
He can help his family, finally. But he needs her to co-operate.
He needs Death to co-operate for Life to stay.
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Personal Notes:
Been ages since I wrote for the MM!Verse :D
Yeah, Bee & Auleida do NOT have a good relationship lol
Also uh the implications of Auleida's birth are...I'm not sure how to mention it without triggering ppl 🥀
Sovana was nice but I think having her cameo here for a bit was better
I'll make a different fic centring around her
And this is, I think, the most characters I've mentioned in one fic
Also I think this is ALSO my first time not doing the weird '...' time skip thingy :D
Idk why but I put way too much effort in that stupid ass pic lol
I went for a loser sketchier style :>
Also also blood. My first time trying to draw something graphic.
im completely obsessed with this song because his voice is absolutely amazing and because the character singing is the route im playing for mystic messenger. I LOVE HIM SO MUCHHHHHHH <3 <3 <3 <3 HE'S SO KIND AND GENTLEMANLY AND SAD AND MATURE and HGNGNFGNFD and his voice gives me shivers. yeah i know you're not interested in this because i just know but OMFGGGGGG <3. HE WAS ALSO REALLY EXPENSIVE TO GET OMFG COMPARED TO THE OTHER CHARACTERS. i couldn’t help itttttt.
@timothy-jaerred
started in january 2024, when I made a fun and hasty painting as my first piece of the new year. then I redid it for my final art piece of the year in december 2024, putting a little more effort in but trying to keep it quick to be fair to the hasty original piece. I also used totally random vibrant colors in the original, and then color picked just 5 colors out of it to use for the second version.
and now in december 2025 I've remade it again! this time with a lot more effort, but I think if I had timed it over the days I worked on it, the total hours would still be less than 8. can't fact check that cuz i didn't actually track the time lol. still using the exact 5 color palette of the second version.
I think this piece will be my annual tradition now, because it is a very challenging one! drawing someone in a dynamic dance pose with both wings and arms is difficult! especially because Mori here is supposed to have a non human face shape, with a protruding beak tooth and also he's missing a chunk of his nose. I think he gets more feathers every time I paint him too lol. He's a very fluffy fella.
anyway, here is the current full comparison for each time I've painted this piece! happy almost new year!
(image description: three digital paintings of a humanoid character with feathered blue and green wings. He has a golden fan of feathers arching over his back, and two longer green streamer feathers coming out of his tail. He's in a dynamic dance pose that changes with each image, but always has his wings flared and one foot kicked up with a bent knee. In each image, he is also only wearing some kind of skirt and several pieces of jewelry. The painting style is more refined and relaistic in each progressing image, and the dance pose gets a bit more complex too. The first two images only have him in front of some vaguely colorful background, but the third one has him on a stage with a red curtain behind him. end description.)
(image description: two digital paintings of a cozy living room with a tree-shaped fireplace and a cut log table, with various small objects on shelves around the fireplace. in a big cozy armchair by the table, there's an elderly character relaxing. In the first image, this character is a goblin wearing a skirt and large shawl, and in the second image they are a much larger three eyed wyrm with only a blanket covering part of their long torso while their tail flops on the ground. In both images, they are very pale skinned with pink gill frills like an olm or leucistic axolotl, and they are wearing little glasses and some colorful beaded jewelry. end description.)
more art of Obeli Moruga / Ti'al. It's nice to lounge in full wyrm form sometimes.
Mori and Evarin as Eros and Psyche! Also Evarin in human form instead of her usual pig-snoot gnome form. This story fits them pretty well! with some alterations, of course.
(image description: digital art titled "Eros and Psyche, OC AU with Mori and Evarin". A young woman in a light purple dress holds a bouquet of pink flowers and stands in front of a very large blue and green bird creature. Her expression is serene. end description)
