i realized i never posted these to my tumblr but since i'm here and i made this art blog...
anyway, @thehistorynut19 commissioned me to make these as a gift for @maou-the-tree!! thanks for giving me an excuse to draw some precure!!
Was it wrong?
Was it foolish?
To fall in love with someone who held the world in their heart, to the point there was no room left for her, in it?
It is, by the gods it’s the dumbest thing in the entire world; asinine.
But Uluru would do it.
Over and over and over again, as sure as the hands of time.
It doesn’t mean she can’t question her.
Her hands are gripping the back of the dress, dainty and sweet, tears (it shouldn't be possible to have such functions and yet...) staining such silk.
"...Why must you love the world so much?"
It's muffled, whispered upon the wind but never to her ears and eyes, ignored by the weight she placed upon her shoulders.
It's beautiful, it shines so vividly in her eyes that the Cyberoid wonders and wanders if she was ever loved at all.
Others before herself, the world before her own bodily desires of love and affection.
Such is that legend, that she stifles herself.
"...I love you."
"I know."
A hand to her own, smaller, rougher, pock-marked with scars.
"Luru, I love you, I truly do."
"...then why will you not fight and stay?"
The words slip out from her chapped lips without thought, dried by tears.
"....You know I can't."
Uluru knows, she knows but it doesn't make it anymore painless.
She opens her eyes as the other turns to face her, feeling her shake within that soft bond.
"...My darling," a caress of a cheek.
"Stay. Even for a little while. Rest your weary head, you have fought for this world for so long."
Those eyes of gentle earth were dim, dimmer than before.
No longer did they shine all of those colors, named and unnamed, but that sheer lackness.
"...I will protect this world, because you are in it."
Desperate, she knows this. She has to protect this family, crafted from gears and space and time, molded into deities.
"...Will you stand by my side?"
"...I cannot defy fate, Luru."
"I know...you're always thinking of the world before us."
Just like ChronoJet.
But she laughs, a small hoarse laugh, defeated and sweet.
"....You really are his Vanguard."
Stubborn, who sees the future instead of the now.
She watches as the other woman snorts. "Really? Shit, did Dran inherit that from me?"
"I fear he did."
She curls into the side of her beloved, a hand in hers.
"...I will stay in this dream with you, for a little longer."
"...Thank you, Uluru. I'm sorry."
Im bored do a.....raiga x reader fic where reader takes rairai out for dinner
Ye sure! i'm honestly surprised that you requested something of my ocs, but that's fine! Thanks for requesting this and being the fourth request of the year! I hope you enjoy!
Hehehe ogajin
Arx x Gender-Neutral Reader
Synopsis: "Hmmm...are they going to be okay...?"
"Are you guys absolutely sure you can make dinner without me?"
"Arx, you know us." rolled the bright orange eyes of Chaosvisors' leader, Ichigo, who began pushing him out of the kitchen. "You've seen us in the kitchen before. You know we can handle ourselves."
"Yeah you're fine Ichigo, but those two-!"
"You worry too much, mom!" huffed the tank, Ruby, digging out some random spices from the cupboards. "So what if Kei and I almost burned down the kitchen? Ichigo's always here to help~! Besides, we're not useless!" Ruby merely tapped her brain. "I still got my family's secret recipes stored up here~!"
"But-!"
Kei who had finished packing their friend's belongings shoved them into Arx's arms. "You deserve to be happy, Arx. You're always taking care of us...please don't worry. We'll be fine."
"But Kei-!"
"That's enough buts!" Ichigo hissed. "You're going on that date! That's an order!"
Arx would immediately be thrown out like a dog in a vintage cartoon as Ichigo kicked his butt at full force, sending him down the stairs of the apartment where he would end up crashing onto Top Notch Consultation's office floor.
"Arx?" you stood up from your seat within the office, rushing to the man who had landed on his butt. "Are you alright?"
"Ichigo..." Arx grumbled as you helped him up. "She kicked me out."
"Ah-"
"Literally kicked me out."
"...oh."
Arx blushed as you softly chuckled. "The hell's so funny?!"
"She had a good reason, didn't she?" you asked. "I heard all of it from downstairs."
His blush grew wider as he attempted to cover his face with his hood. "Sorry you had to hear that..."
"They care about you a lot, Arx. You deserve a break." you extended your hand to him. "Which is why I offered to buy you dinner tonight."
"...I'm still worried."
"Then I'll make sure you have so much fun that they don't need to worry!" you beamed. "Come on, let's go~! You're gonna love the place I found!"
"Then at least let me pay-"
"No! I'm paying!"
As the two of you left the office, the remaining members of Chaosvisors watched from the window with content smiles. That is...until Kei stared at the kitchen. "...what are we making?"
Happy Birthday to my Ride Kamens OC, Kuroki Satou!
It's June 22nd, and it's the birthday of one of my favorite Ride Kamens OCs so far!!! Today is the birth date of the current leader of RifeStriders and resident sweets lover, Kuroki Satou!!!! For her birthday, here's a few messages from her and the people she interacts with the most!
Kuroki: "It's...it's my birthday...I'm so used to celebrating it alone, but...I have all of you here...! Agent-san...please join us...! I'd love for you to be here...!"
Guozi: "Kuroki-san, happy birthday. For today...I suppose...I'll do whatever you want."
Alko: "Happy birthday, Kuroki-chan! I saw some super cute stickers that you can use for your scrap booking! Lemme know when you're finished cause I really wanna see it!"
Mika: "To our treasured and beloved comrade, your loyal servant shall once again assist you with today's tasks! Please take some rest and enjoy the pleasantries! And just for you, I've prepared a sweet drink that will pair well with the pudding you adore so much! Thank you for helping us get off of our feet, Kuroki-chan! Happy birthday!"
Ichigo: "Kuroki-san's birthday is today. Good for her. Ruby's been yapping since this morning."
Arx: "Ah jeez...Ruby's not gonna shut up today...well...she does love her sister a lot..."
Ruby: "Kuroki~!!!! Happy birthday~!!!! For your birthday, your precious and awesome big sister will spoil you rotten, just like the good old times~!!! Come here and give me a hug!!!!!"
Kei: "Ruby actually got proper sleep this time...well...it's her sister's birthday...she wouldn't miss it for the world."
Hayate: "Happy birthday Kuroki-chan! Let me treat you to something this time~!"
Lance: "Thanks for dealing with Q again. I sincerely apologize on his behalf. I'll make some pizza for you, Kuroki-san. Happy birthday!"
Q: "Ah-! It's Satou Kuroki's birthday! Well...for all the sweets she gave me, I'll give her something in return. Maybe~"
"To you with sweet kindness. Thank you for giving everyone a little bit of energy everyday." - Agent
i think i’ve talked about this before but when it comes to main f/os does anyone else feel like they didn’t even really get a choice. people ask me why i like the character and im like I DONT KNOW ONE DAY I JUST FOUND MYSELF INEXPLICABLY SOULBOUND TO THEM DUE TO MEANS BEYOND MY UNDERSTANDING . it was not a conscious decision. bro picked me
A question the knight never wanted to say, never wanted to cross her mind, never wanted to be wrought into existence.
But she says it.
And her Vanguard, her light, her leader, her love:
Doesn't say anything back.
Does she need to say anything?
When they know one another inside and out?
How many years had they fought alongside one another, breathed the same air and wielded the same sword?
Enough.
Enough to know how their souls entwine and untwine.
Salome closes his eyes, feeling the fleeting weight of the other against her side, larger hand wrapped around a tiny waist. The warmth of the sun is beginning to fade, just as the real one rises.
Not something as "simple" as "falling out of love"
But withdrawing into oneself, to protect it from further hurt.
The exhaustion of the world-weary, the one who gave up her heart to this planet.
"...I'm sorry."
"Don't be." her grip tightens on the small astral body of the other, the heat of the solar dance only adding to the burning unshed tears.
"You need to go somewhere I cannot follow."
"I'll come back."
A loose promise, a tiny one, a vow spoken instead of spun into a jewel.
Breathing life, breathing manage into it; for Salome to wield instead.
"And I will wait."
However long she must, elves live oh so long, she will.
"...Thank you."
"....Anything for you."
It rises and sets, the emptiness in her arms as the other fades, returning to her home realm.
The knight slowly stands to her titanic height, reaching into her pocket, fishing for a jewel.
Not the jewels she wields in battle, oh no, but one full of a different type of mana.
She knew their marriage is impossible, when she sees the world and not the people living within it.
But perhaps, perchance...
One day.
One day, that magical jewel will rest on her finger.
And they will be one.
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