I spent a lot of time on this fucking shirt this seadweller edit so I’m going to shove it in all your faces
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I spent a lot of time on this fucking shirt this seadweller edit so I’m going to shove it in all your faces
AND ALSO, ON THE TOPIC OF CUTE THINGS: I was considering bloodswap, and okay, canon-verse, Sipa has the maroon tattoo for Pheres, but in VioletLavier-verse, maybe she turns up to some hatedate with a blue earstripe instead?? (and claims lol it's TOTALLY not representing Quanin, because it is CERULEAN and not teal, like Q obviously is, duh!) (wait?? she's cerulean?? nope, no way, don't believe it, PROVE IT)
QUANIN BLUSHING FOREVER(is she angry at being called teal or incredibly flattered that sipara would get such a permanent, prominent mark??? she vehemently denies the latter, but WE ALL KNOW)Quanin's like "how did you get blood in your ear" (what else could that be? it's not a tattoo, no way) and Sipara's like "lol"Quanin angrily messaging Sipara links to multiple hemochrome charts that CLEARLY SAY that #1E75B2 is a bright CERULEAN, and digging all her official papers out of storage (she doesn't need to verify her caste nearly as often as Vermei does, so they're not so easily accessible) because they say she is CERULEAN(...which is an awfully funny way to spell TEAL, isn't it?!)
Everyone-is-violet sitcom bullshit musing: Eventually, the game of quadrant musical chairs comes to an end because Quanin was somehow unable to prevent Sipara and Lavier from meeting each other. They just stare at each other for a few horrible seconds while Quanin internally screams. And then they both turn to her, bewildered expressions on their faces, and in perfect unison they say, "THIS is your kismesis/matesprit?!" Turning back to each other, looking offended--"What is THAT supposed to mean?" As the passive aggression and blatant insults start up, Quanin sinks down onto the sitting room's couch, white-knuckles the hem of her skirt, and thinks about her life choices.
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!!! the purple locket!
Evidently, if your cerulean matesprit makes this face at you when you try to give her a quadrant ribbon, you should assume she thinks you’re being cheap and buy her an expensive necklace instead.
(Quanin was very touched and also didn’t have the heart to tell him about her weird aversion to wearing violet. She tells herself she’s only going to wear it when he’s around, but sometimes she “”“forgets””” to take it off.)
ໃLavier, bloodswap!
In canon, Lavier has a tendency to fall asleep in inconvenient places; as a seadweller, Lavier usually dozes off in the water (in the bath, in his fucking rich person pool)
ໃ Seadweller Lavier!
i’m screaming internally oh my god
Lavier would be the worst seadweller??? Like, being a feckless (metaphorical and literal) blueblood suits him just fine, but if you’re that close to the top of Alternia’s pecking order, you should probably be more competent!
He doesn’t even like the sea. The sea is dark and cold and he hears things from out of his dreams when he’s underwater. It began when he was a child, little whispers like fabric sliding over skin, but now they’re roaring like sea-beasts.
(Quanin is absolutely fucking baffled by him, and experiences a lot of very uncomfortable red-black vacillation because he’s a seadweller but he’s also really pathetic??? And then she dumps him because nope, too weird, can’t deal with this anymore.)