Okay because I've accidentally been right to many times im gonna try and be nice with my predictions now (cause for some reason all of them involve people dying and or blake???)
GAVIN WILL PROPOSE AND OR BE PROPOSED TO
GREGORY SHALL RETURN FOR QUINNS EXECUTION
SAM WILL MENTION HIS KIDS FOR FUCKING ONCE (dead beat ass dad bro)
HBS SHALL BE MILO, GUY, MORGAN AND EITHER CAM (Platonic) OR GAVIN. I DONT MAKE THE RULES PEOPLE
SCORPIUS WILL MAKE AN APPEARANCE IN THE VIDEO WITH BRACHUIM AND AVIOR (+MOTHER SHALL ALSO BE IN THIS AS A CAMEO)
DREAMER WILL MEET THEOS PARENTS AND EMBARRASS THE FUCK OUTTA HIM
THEY WILL ALL BE ROMANTIC WITH DREAMER
I am manifesting like no other, and if Erik sees this and looks over his shoulder like im somehow reading his google doc plans, I have done my job well 🫡
When(/if) Avior, Starlight, Brachium & Hush, Doc, Vegas, Wardens missions collide and they finally meet, its just the "What master do you serve?" Bit from Avengers
ID: a digital drawing of Starlight and Avior. Starlight is a white person with brown hair that is shaved on the sides and dyed blond at the top. Xe has some freckles, and xe wears a maroon tanktop and grey sweatpants. Avior is a demon man with dark brown skin that fades into red at the horns, ears, and hands. He has short brown hair, and wears a black sleeveless turtleneck and dark grey sweatpants, as well as an orange zip hoodie. He is in the foreground, walking away from Starlight, looking upset and contemplative. Starlight is sitting on a mattress behind him, looking distraught that he’s leaving and reaching towards him. Starlight has scars on xir forearms, hands, and face. End ID.
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in which . . . when the universe dangles a piece of their heart in front of them, starlight will always reach for it.
or . . . moments where fool! avior is stubborn and careless, but fool! starlight manages to always fall for him.
cw . . . gn reader, they/them pronouns, third person pic, fool! avior x fool! starlight, freelancer! avior, desire demon! starlight, fool! starlight has a tattoo that gives them their nickname, desire demons have tails in their natural form right?? SPOILERS FOR SOVEREIGN STATE S1, i had to ask a lot of questions, kind of like the last episode where it’s little memories of their time together, use of “my love”, “darling”, “pretty boy” towards avior, “baby” towards starlight, demons have tails right?
that stupid warden was going to be the death of them. literally.
they should’ve known to stay away from him as soon as they realised he wasn’t just a normal empowered. but when he had them cornered one day, saying he knew that he was being fed on by them, they knew they couldn’t just escape this one with their smooth words. they weren’t one to feed on desire like the usual desire demon, and thought they were slick, but it seemed they weren’t. they’ve never felt this much magic pulse from a warden before, an energetic that was supposed to be defensive, shielding. his core was thorny.
so when they had the chance to rift, they immediately took it. however, they didn’t account for their rift to appear right on top of another person.
the feeling of falling wasn’t new to them, but when they realised they weren’t in the campus park like they should’ve been, they grew confused. slipping on the entrance of the rift caused them to fall on their hands and knees, dust collecting in the air.
“fuck…” they swore as they lifted themselves up, “where the hell…?”
“uh…” a voice called from beneath them, “hi.”
trapped against the floor by their arms was another person, cheeks accompanied by a heavy blush. he stared at their face with a slack jaw.
“who the fuck are you?” they questioned, leaning back and crossing their arms.
the guy pushed himself up with his palms flat on the floor. “avior, my name’s avior.” he claims.
“you’re… not supposed to be here,” the demon sighs, looking up to the discoloured sky, “never knew humans could rift, let alone freelancers — usually they’d’ve been torn apart.”
“i—i don’t know how to rift,” avior states, “how’d you know i’m a freelancer?”
they glance back at him before groaning, “then you fell into my rift, idiot. and your core gives you away; not quite strong but far from weak. if you were a certain elemental or energetic, i’d know.”
avior hastily stands up and follows them as they begin to investigate their surroundings. “right, that makes sense. what kind of… demon are you?”
his eyes were on their tail that was whacking back and forth in annoyance. he’s never seen a demon form before. they turn their head to him with a deadpan expression.
“desire,” they huff as they rub their neck, “i need to get out of here, or else that fuckin’ warden is gonna’ do something.”
“huh?” avior mumbles.
“nothing,” they respond as they stare off in the distance, “it feels like an influx of magic just coursing through this place. everything’s so… alive.”
“well, what about the rift? it isn’t closed yet, why don’t we just—”
“don’t!” they shout as they grab his hand and pull it away from the broken space, “my rifts aren’t like that. it’s trying to suck you in. just… don’t touch it. you’ll get us into more trouble than you already have.”
“wha—me?” he pointed at himself with a confused expression. “i—i didn’t do anything! if anyone is to blame, it’s you for not… rifting properly.”
they raised their brow and scoffed, “oh, i know how to rift perfectly. your stupid magic just fucked with it because it hasn’t been properly harnessed.”
he was unsuccessful in producing a comeback, which made the demon roll their eyes and walk on.
nevertheless. he stared at them with wonder, never having seen someone of their beauty. he could felt the warmth from their hand on his wrist, eager to feel more. maybe it was because of their power, or because he was desperate, but avior wasn’t having an easy time ignoring their presence.
a little while later, after surveying the land available, the two had come to the conclusion that this place wasn’t of aria or anything they were familiar with. the ‘rift’ was still open and was flaunting the outside to them. they could see the setting sun and the buildings from the alleyway. it was a taunting sight.
with the snap of their fingers, the desire demon had created a safe haven for the both of them to rest in. two beds, which they weren’t exactly familiar with.
“we’re sleeping separately.” they stated as they fixed their pillow on the other side of the room.
“of course.” he says in a short tone, as if surprised.
they caught his blushing face. “what, did you expect something else? i’m not gonna’ feed on you, pretty boy.”
“‘pretty boy’…” he cleared his throat, sliding under the blankets of his own bed.
their brow twitched at the feeling coming off of the freelancer. he was reaching out for something, and even though they didn’t know what it was, they knew was fascination felt like. and he was feeling a lot of that right now.
they could feel it even after he drifts off to sleep and they lay there panicking.
a couple weeks had past by the time that the freelancer was stupid enough to reach out to the rift against their wishes. he was launched away when he managed to get free, his forearm obviously singed and bruised.
the desire demon clicked their tongue as they sat by the fire.
“are you always this much of an idiot or can you tone it down while we’re here?” they scowl, “just because you’re a freelancer doesn’t mean you can do everything. a jack of all trades is a master of none, y’know.”
“i wasn’t trying to open it or anything.” he huffs as they gently hold his arm on their lap.
“so what were you trying to do?” they glare at him.
he cowers away a little., but the demon’s tail wraps around his bicep to keep him in place. “i… it was calling out to me…”
the demon stares at him and his embarrassed face. to him, it sounded stupid, like he was going crazy. but it was unnatural. rifts shouldn’t be able to be open this long, let alone try to grab at someone entering. they purse their lips.
“i’m gonna’ heal you and you’re gonna’ stay in bed until i say you can leave.” they sigh.
“what? why?” he chokes out with a heavy blush.
“so i know you’re not off doing dumb shit like this again,” they explain, catching onto his thought process, “i know you want me to heal you. you’re spent, and you don’t know healing.”
“i thought the injuries here weren’t real…” he mumbles.
“just because they aren’t real doesn’t mean you should leave them like this,” they state, gentle fingers on his wounds, “it’s fine, just let me heal you, pretty boy.”
“stop calling me that…” he mumbles under his breath as their touch lights up his nerves.
“why? you don’t think you’re pretty?” they ask, focusing on using their healing magic and trying to distract him. they’re careful to hold his hand.
“i don’t know…” he grumbles, looking away.
“well, i think you’re pretty.” they state, beginning to heal him. he sucks in his breath at the pain, and the end of their tail gently brushes his arm to soothe him.
“you’re… just saying that because you—you have to.” he stammers in his flustered state. he couldn’t think at the moment.
“whatever you say, darling,” they chuckle, rubbing the now healed wound, “now, be careful. next thing you know, you’ll lose those eyes and i won’t be calling you ‘pretty boy’.”
as they stand to leave, avior reaches out and takes their hand. they halt.
“hey, uh… can i call you ‘starlight’?” he questions sheepishly.
they blink at the man, whose nerves are shaking their fingers. he has been thinking about this for a while now, and only now he was able to gather up the courage. the freelancer already felt embarrassed by his question, especially after the silence he was met with.
“‘starlight’? why?” the demon asks as he stands up with them.
“well, for one, you still haven’t told me your name,” avior chuckles as he shrugs, “and, um, i—i saw the tattoo on your…”
“wha—when?” they gasp, hand immediately going to their lower back.
“that time you fell in that ditch after using up all your magic, so you… bathed in the—”
“okay, okay,” they cut him off with a wave of their hand, “fine, you can call me whatever you want.”
they hated to admit that it was cute, how he asked and he looked so happy when they agreed. he followed them to their home right after. they liked the sound of his chattering as well as the name he gave them. he wouldn’t stop calling them that, even after they told him their name.
“starlight, come look at this!” he would call.
“thank you, starlight.” he’d say with a smile.
“starlight,” he whispered about a year later, one night by the campfire as they both stared at the oddly coloured sky as they were talking about their lives back at home, “i really like you.”
“you’d think so, since you haven’t tried to kill me,” starlight jokes as they glance to him to see avior already looking at them, “i know, avior, that you like me. i can feel it radiating off of you.”
“oh, right…” he mumbles, looking back at the sky.
starlight stared at him. without thinking, they reach out a hand and brush a finger along his cheek. he froze up, immediately looking to them again. they smile, one of the genuine ones that avior rarely sees.
“i like you too, pretty boy.” they say, sincerity dropping off of their voice.
they could’ve sworn that his eyes lit up. it was as if his soul pushed against his irises, reaching out to let them in. starlight felt him lace his fingers with theirs as he turns over them and smiled.
“can i kiss you?” he asks.
“you really wanna’?” they chuckle.
“you’re the one who feeds off desire — you tell me.” he jokes back before he leans down and presses a gentle kiss to their lips.
starlight is unfamiliar with this feeling. this wasn’t their first kiss, of course, but it was the first one that felt like more than just a kiss. they could feel the way his heart pulsed when they reached up and held his cheek. they could almost taste the need to be close.
they didn’t peg him for the type of guy to go around just kissing anyone. avior meant every word, and he knows that he’d want them back in the old world too.
“never thought i’d make you speechless.” avior says as he lifts himself up enough to breathe. his hand tightens in theirs, and he feels their hand prod at the end of his shirt.
“only because i know you’re desperate,” they chuckle, feeling him shiver, “this is the only way to stop your annoying questions.”
“oh, of course,” he snorts back before kissing them a few more times, “starlight…”
they smirk against his lips. “doesn’t help with your whimpering, i see.”
he rolls his eyes before feeling their thumb brush against his cheek. when he looks back to them, starlight holds a soft expression.
they’re scared. they’ve never felt this way for anyone before, let alone in these circumstances. avior was sweet, a little timid at times, and he was great at listening when it came to their interests or life. they know for sure that he wants them, they can feel it every time they step closer to him. his core sung and starlight listened.
“i’ll show you everything when we get back,” avior claims in between kisses, “my apartment, the stupid coffee shop on the corner, everything.”
starlight, examining his heartfelt expression, knew that he was a romantic. he started to fall for them as soon as they exhibited some sense of care for him. they hated to admit it, but his careless nature only showed his eagerness to help. their heart warmed at his attempts to make them feel relaxed.
“that’d be nice.” they respond, fixing his hair. he smiled wider.
over the next year he managed to squeeze his way into their bed. starlight was against it at first, staying that the injuries he kept getting wouldn’t heal properly if he didn’t get good rest. but avior then claimed he slept better right next to them. they knew he was lying, but his pleading expression made them fold.
one night, they laid in their bed on their side, one arm under avior’s head and the other hand gently threading through his hair as he closed his eyes. every few seconds, starlight would trace along the gentle bruises along his neck, trying to provide some comfort after being a bit too ‘much’, even after avior’s pleads to continue. they felt him shiver.
“go to sleep, my love.” they whisper.
avior sighs, “i’m trying, baby.”
“i told you that sleeping by yourself would be easier on you.” they state whilst pressing a kiss to his forehead.
“i’m gettin’ all my tender loving right here though.” he tells them, wrapping his arms tighter around their torso.
“so clingy.”
“whatever.”
starlight rolls their eyes as they pull away enough to see his face from the slight light pouring through the curtains from the fire. his body still gave off heat, and his stupid smile made them grin too.
“what’s the first thing you’re doing when you make it out?” he asks them quietly.
“finding you,” starlight replies, “you said you were teaching at that empowered school, right? you think they’ll let me on campus?”
“i’ll plead my case,” avior chuckles, pressing soft kisses to their cheek, “you know, you opened your rift in the school park.”
“really?” they hum, “i guess you’re not a total idiot for falling into my rift.”
“if anyone’s the idiot, it’s you—”
“don’t push it, darling.”
he begins to draw circles on their back as he laughs. the ‘night’ in this world gave him ample time to stay in their arms, as during the ‘day’ the demon was always looking for a way out.
starlight stayed awake a little longer than him. there had to be something they could do. as a demon, they could spend forever in here with no consequences other than going out of their mind, but avior, he was a human. and despite how much they cared for the freelancer, they couldn’t watch him spend his days in this hell.
another kiss to his forehead, and starlight fell asleep.
the next day, they proposed their plan. and it went horribly.
the rift was laughing in their face as avior made it through to the real world. he was back on campus, as if nothing had happened. starlight was left in the world, on the brink of death, staring up at him. he was slow, he didn’t look back at them, but he was safe. he was up there and not down here with them.
all that starlight had to do was figure out a way to get there too.
the next two years did exactly what it was meant to — it drove starlight crazy. seeing him every say, doing nothing more than slowly move, made their heart ache. their bed was colder, the sky seemed foggier, because it was made that way.
the sovereigns needed them to follow their plan.
they were hurting, they cried for him every night and they knew that there was nothing worse than dragging him back into the rift. they repeated it in their head, a mantra to stop themselves; he was better out there, he was living the life he was supposed to live. he was happy and it didn’t matter that starlight wasn’t. he deserved it.
they felt selfish every time they thought about being here with him again. despite trying to focus on escaping, they could only ever think of avior.
“i’ll give you half of my life. however much i have left, half it and take it,” they say whilst in bed, alone again, “i… i just want to get hell out of here.”
their voice is hoarse after not speaking for a while. who could they talk to? sure, some comments were said out loud to themselves, but it wasn’t same. without avior’s headstrong rebuttals and his constant need for healing, they were really feeling the silence.
“take as much as my… magic or life force or whatever the fuck you want from me, take it and let me go,” they bargain, staring at the ceiling, “please. i can’t be in this shit show for another year.”
they squeeze the pillow against their chest, the one he used to sleep on.
i miss you, so much.
i miss your voice and how warm your hand is, and the way you laugh. i miss being with you. please, if there is any good left in the world, bring me back to him. i just want to know he sees me.
my love, avior.
they would never say this out loud. starlight never wanted the ‘higher-ups’ to listen to how much they missed the freelancer. if they knew how much they wished he was there again, perhaps they’d bring him back themselves. they couldn’t imagine how avior would react. the almighty powers couldn’t find out just how much their heart ached for him. it was a selfish thought to have.
the day that he was turned around enough for starlight to see his face, was the same day their heart sobbed even harder. so much so, that it forced starlight’s hand out and grabbed at his wrist, dragging him back in before they knew it.
his body was pulled through the rift, still warm from the travel when he landed on the floor, head to their chest to protect him.
“avior!” they called, heart leaping in their stomach.
his eyes were closed and his breathing was slowed to an even beat. they lifted themselves up, caressing his cheek.
“my love…” starlight whispered out, tears already pouring from their face, “i’ve missed you…”
the sheer sight of him in this world again made their head reel. he was truly with them again, finally. they hugged him tightly, practically sobbing into his chest as they held him. a few seconds past of the reunion, and then reality set in.
they lay him on the ground again, taking the grass out from his hair and rubbing the dirt from his clothes. he looked so peaceful. holding his hand, starlight kisses his knuckles, shaky breath.
fuck.
they fell for it.
the entities above wanted avior, starlight knew that, and they just brought him back. the two years they were alone, trying to get to him, was now put to waste. all the hardships they overcame, all the nights they wept for him, was for nothing.
they were stupid for thinking they could ever have him.
“i’m sorry.” they spoke into the void.
he didn’t shift closer into their touch as they held his cheek again. he winced.
they were unfamiliar, and that hurt. all the time they spent together was gone. they knew that for sure when he stirred awake and watched them with confusion and fear radiating off his core. starlight didn’t say anything at the start when he was conscious.
what could they say? that they dragged him back here because they were lonely? that they brought him into this suffering again so they could hold him?
it was selfish to bring him back.
but how their heart soared at the sight of him near. how they longed to kiss him again and be told that he wanted to have a life with them. part of starlight was just so overjoyed to have avior again. but the larger part despised the act.
why couldn’t they think of anyone other than themselves for once?
he couldn’t know what really happened. he shouldn’t.
so starlight made space between them and furrowed their brows, trying to give off an icy glare. their voice was harsh as they scowled at him.
