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The Falling Of the Stars

𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: Falling of the Stars

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Dark Fantasy

Detailed Synopsis:

When darkness returns, a cruel act will serve as a sign that our grief is over, and that peace has returned—On the day the stars fall, a broken bone may result in the end of history.

Darkness has always danced around us. Making a home in our bone and marrow, keeping us all together as if were needed it to keep us whole, as if we needed it to define us. What were we without the darkness that haunted us? What were we without the stars that shined brightly at night even when things seemed bleak for us under the sky of never-ending clouds and rain. Made up of the very thing we admire in the night—what will we be when the star falls from the sky?

Darkness had always been a part of the Moreno family. Hard to escape the harsh and cold strangle hold it seemed to have on them. Far on an island the royal family stayed, keeping themselves out of the prying gazes of the people that they ruled over—the ones that they served, not because they felt they were above all, but because they knew that their darkness would only spread if they got too close to those that were innocent, clueless of the sorrow that seemed to follow them, and Grimm Moreno—God of melancholy and loneliness—knew how quickly darkness and sorrow could spread, how it could eat a person from the inside out, leaving them a shell of their former selves. He had seen it with his father and his mother, he felt it in himself, and now he saw it with his adoptive family.

With the year of darkness and having been the recipient of strange visions–and the awakening of his own darkness, Grimm is forced into action when he has a dream of the stars falling a second time, snuffing out the little light that is allowed in the year of darkness, and ending Isla as they know it.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(𝐬):

Grimm: Grimm is the god of loneliness and melancholy. Adopted into the family by Melchizedek Moreno and his wife, Leia Moreno, he is now seen as the child of the former king and queen. He was once married to Khaleesi—a cosmic horror. They had eleven children together, but the marriage went down in flames. Grimm was given his name by his mother, his real name—the name that he was given to by his father, being kept hidden due to the pain that he feels when someone calls him by the name.

The Morenos: The Morenos are the royals of the dimension of Isla. They are closed off from the world, keeping to themselves on the island that they have all to themselves. This is not because they feel that they are better than the people that they serve, this is due to the dark secret that they would like to keep hidden—away from the innocent people of Isla.

Grimm’s Siblings: Grimm is the oldest of nine kids. He is the biological child of Ravenna and Oddeathe, both of them being part of the Remevon—a group of the oldest gods that have ever lived. His siblings go by the names of:  Vanessa, Noelle, Charon, Prince, King, Elysia, Aello, Sirius, and Melinoe. They have a complicated relationship with one another due to lies that have been told on each of them, but mainly because of Grimm and the issues that he has with his parents.

Oddeathe: Oddeathe is the ancient god of chaos and destruction. He is the most feared being in the dimension and is kept in the deepest parts of Vega—the underworld. Despite what he rules over, he was once a kind god, loving to his wife and kids. Though power got to his head, driving him insane.

Ravenna: Ravenna is the ex-wife of Oddeathe and the mother of Grimm and his siblings. She is the Goddess of Language and Words. She is also the minor goddess of manipulation and delusion. Ravenna is cold and calculated. She has no love towards her kids and feels as if they should praise her for even having them. Due to her never having had parents, she doesn’t understand how to love her kids, and refused to parent them. She also never held them, believing that holding them would spoil them and make them believe that they are important when they are not.

Zaire: Zaire is the second in command to Grimm. He is a demon from Greece that was saved by one of the Musicians (Creators) and given to Grimm as a way to keep him company. Not much is known about Zaire except that his mother was a prostitute that sold him when he was five. His father never having been in the picture, running off with a rich, mortal woman.

Persephone: Persephone is the sister of his son’s dire wolf, Hades. She stands to be ten feet tall with saber tooth fangs. She has thick, white fur with purple, white, and black markings. She has a long and thick mane, much like a lion’s and twelve eight-foot-long tails. Her eyes are large, being the color of lilac. Persephone is loyal to Grimm, always following behind him. She was a gift from his son when he found her and Hades in the woods after their mother had passed away. She is docile, but she can also be malicious like Grimm, feeding off his energy.

Grimm’s Children: Grimm has ten children by the names of: Joden, Jadis, Xenon, Illia, Zo, Asha, Mars, Nikias, Beau, Adelle, and Whisper. Three of them are full gods, while the rest of them are demi-gods. They live on the island with the rest of the Moreno family and have taken on their last name, due to gods not having a true last name. The oldest of the bush are the identical twins, Joden and Jadis—who are the gods of death and life.

𝐒𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 

Dimension of Isla:

The first thing that most people notice when they enter the dimension is the fact that they can see their breath in the air. The world is said to be tranquil, a place beyond that of anyone’s imagination. Isla is the coldest to exist so far.

The scenery of Isla looks like a mix of Scotland, Iceland, Norway, and Switzerland. The sky is always overcast, filled with thick clouds that suffocate the sun. People that go there say that the dimension is like an island dream. There is zero pollution in Isla–which makes it a safe place to go. The grass there is the greenest of the green, dark and lush.

The water is clear and blue, holding a nice and sweet smell to it, drawing people in even more. There is ice on the beaches, glaciers, and ice blocks that float in the water.  The sand is the blackest black known to exist. It looks as if one is falling into the night sky. Isla is a paradise for people that come to visit and people that live there.

Trailer

The song that is playing is called The Great Golden Baby by Circa Survive. This is just a makeshift trailer I made with capcut, putting gifs together from Pinterest and here! I hope that you guys enjoy it! I would also like to say that the second book that I was planning is not going to happen until this book is completed. I just couldn’t get around working and planning that one as much as Falling of the Stars.

Happy @wayfarer-exchange reveal day!! Featuring @qkayoo‘s Thistle having a nice day out looking for books. I hope you’ll like it! ^^

gay people real??!!!

alvina bokhari photographed by carly mccann smith

My brain was not done with Dragon kiri's design yet apparently.

Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much

So to further out myself as a Fandom Old ™

I’m browsing ao3, as one does, and this one image struck me to the core and I just stared at the screen for like a solid 20 seconds

Oh how the world has changed

Lost

description: now that he’s lost you, winning means nothing

genre: angst to open ending (i cannot commit to angst, it’s just too sad)

warnings: anxiety, substance use as a coping mechanism

Kageyama Tobio knew that he had grown up too soon when it was too late;

when smiles were rare to come by, and never managed to reach his eyes; when he pushed everyone that he loved away (because people can’t leave you if they’re already gone); when his determination to succeed turned into an obsession. 

Kageyama Tobio knew that he had lost himself when even you couldn’t find him. 

You weren’t there to will the clouds away, so he stayed in the shadows- but he deserved it. 

He had lost his guide, his one way out of the dark abyss his mind had become- only it was his fault.

Part of him wanted to chase after you, to apologize for what he had done, even though he had promised himself that he would never neglect you; but he did. He deserved to be locked away in the hell that he had created for himself. He didn’t deserve your compassion but even so, he longed for it. 

He wanted to slump into your arms like he used to and have you hold him tightly, humming softly. He wanted your fingers in his hair. He wanted his hands in yours- they had always fit so perfectly together. He wanted to make you smile, even if it was only a slight quirk of the corner of your mouth. 

Kageyama Tobio wanted to be a kid again. He wanted to be happy; back when his grandfather was still alive, back when you still loved him.

Kageyama Tobio wanted nothing more than to want nothing. 

You had always told him that his determination was one of his greatest strengths, but how could it do him any good if his determination for volleyball was the reason he lost you? 

He thought he had gotten better, really he did. His time at karasuno helped him outgrow his King Mentality, and you couldn’t have been more proud of him;

but good things don’t last forever. 

Why did he stay late practicing all those nights? Why did he leave you alone in your shared apartment? if he had been better then maybe-

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You had made his favorite food the day that you left. He had come home to the lights off- it was always dark when he got home- you were probably in bed. Everything felt normal until he saw the note on the table, next to a cold bowl of pork curry. Happy Anniversary! was scribbled out and replaced with i’m leaving. 

Kageyama Tobio was a proud man- it was difficult not to be prideful as a professional athlete; but he was beginning to see the fault in this as well. 

Playing for the Schweiden Alders was a massive accomplishment. He wanted to make you proud so he worked himself to the bone, day and night at practice; but you each took pride in different things. Kageyama believed that he needed to be the best setter, and if he couldn’t achieve this, all of his hard work would be wasted. Whereas your pride resided within an accumulation of memories. shared happiness made your heart swell. His volleyball career only mattered to you because it mattered to him. you didn’t ask for this life, yet he had forced it onto you.

He had been selfish.

His determination propelled him forwards but he didn’t know how to slow the blades. Little by little, the spinning metal chipped away at his mind until he had lost the very essence of himself. He couldn’t slow down, and in doing so Kageyama Tobio had lost the one person in his life that kept him sane. 

The effects were almost immediate. His heart slowed but his mind moved at an impossible speed. He was desperately trying to keep himself from falling apart, fighting an uphill battle against his own mind. Countless nights, his thoughts were dedicated to you and what ifs. 

What if he had been on time that night?

What if he had worked harder? There had to be a way he could have both, right?

But the question that plagued his mind the most frequent:

What if he just wasn’t good enough?

And that’s what it really came down to, his pride; because Kageyama Tobio was always good enough. He put in the effort required- and more- everyday at practice. He worked his way up from the bottom to be one of the best setters in all of Japan, so how did he lose with you?

But mixed within the bewildered feeling that consumed his mind, Kageyama knew that it was only a matter of time. He knew exactly why you were leaving him, and as much as he wanted to chase after you, he knew you deserved better. 

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Even so, it sickened him how well he was playing. His first official game back was a few weeks after you had left and he had never played better. his body moved in the way he had worked so hard to train it to; every step was polished to perfection and the footwork came as naturally as breathing. Until after a particularly impressive service ace, Kageyama’s eyes glanced across the seat that was always reserved for you, only to find someone else sitting in it and that empty feeling in his chest grew a little bigger.

You were really gone. Maybe part of him had thought that you didn’t really mean it- like this was the same as your other arguments where you’d finally come around back to him. Panic began to build up in his throat and his mind clouded over. 

Had he even called you? 

Kageyama wiped his hands on his jersey in an attempt to dry them off. It felt like he was moving in slow motion as he walked back to the service line; jaw tightening into iron, leaving him unable to respond to Hoshiumi’s concerned question, settling for a stiff nod instead.

His joints had stiffened and his body felt too tense, but there was nothing he could do about it, only a spectator trapped in his mind, forced to watch the mechanical cyborg he had become go through the motions.

The referee’s whistle- which normally brought his mind into focus- made his body jolt and he couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling inside of him.

The ball was suddenly up in the air, a perfect, high toss; and his shoes squeaked against the gym floor: right, left, right, left. The contact was solid enough to feel his brain rattle inside his skull;

Another ace.

And as the crowd cheered his name, Kageyama Tobio hoped that somewhere, someone noticed that something was wrong with him. 

Help me.

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The vodka burned as it slid down his throat, but he didn’t care- in fact he welcomed the feeling; at least he was feeling something.

It was dark in the apartment. Kageyama refused to turn the lights on ever since you had left. He didn’t need to be reminded how empty everything was without you. 

That’s what he told you, in one of his seven voicemails that he had drunkenly left before passing out on the couch.

He didn’t remember what had happened when he had woken up. After checking to see if there were any messages from you- there weren’t- he stumbled to get ready for practice. 

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This became his new routine. play a match, drink to forget his problems, leave you embarrassing voicemails, and go to practice the next day.

Why did he push you away? He could feel that something was wrong, so why did he ignore it? Why did he have to be so selfish?

Kageyama Tobio was reminded of his fear of solitude. 

The silence was unbearable- suffocating. It came slowly, creeping up his chest and tightening around his neck; he was stuck in a constant state of asphyxiation and his mind had clouded over until you were the subject of every thought.

Had he always been this cold? Or had you just been there to pull his hands into yours and massage the warmth back?

Kageyama Tobio wasn’t sad, he was numb.

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Schweiden Alders 24 vs Tachibana Red Falcons 23

The referee’s whistle was shrill in his ears and the crowd roared Kageyama's name as he made his way to the service line. 

One more, just one more and then he could be done.

Were you watching him? Before, even if you couldn’t make it to a match, you would still always watch the broadcasting. He hoped you were.

“Nice serve, Kageyama,” Ushijima encouraged, snapping him out of his thoughts. 

With a curt nod and another whistle from the referee, he tossed the ball high into the air and slammed it onto the other side of the court: an ace.

As the spectators cheered loudly and his team crowded around him excitedly, Kageyama Tobio couldn’t help but feel that none of this mattered if he was alone, without you by his side.

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Hoshiumi wanted to go out to a bar to celebrate, but Kageyama just wanted to go home. He had opted for water tonight, sipping it slowly. It was cold outside and he was exhausted, Besides he normally celebrated with you and-

"Hi, Tobio."

His mouth went dry and he whirled around at the sound of your voice. What were you doing here? 

“You guys played well.” you looked normal, bundled up in a big puffer jacket. His eyes didn’t miss the necklace he got you a few years ago with his initials on it. 

“Did you enjoy the game?” Kageyama finally remembered how to speak.

“No, not really.” 

He knew that his mouth had fallen agape, but couldn’t manage to shut it. 

Of course you didn’t- why would he even ask you that? This was the first time he had seen you in a month and that was the first thing he said to you? 

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Huh?” the question sent his mind through another whirlwind.

“Well, you just looked really tense out there, that’s all.” you had said it so nonchalantly, it almost went over his head.

Every emotion Kageyama Tobio had felt since you left immediately pumped in his heart and spread through his veins, warming his body. You noticed. Of course you had noticed.

“I miss you.” his voice came out croaky, but he didn’t care. 

“I miss you too, Tobio.” your eyes softened and crinkled a little at the corners. You always made that face when you forced a smile.

Don’t leave. Don’t leave me alone, not again. 

He didn’t think that he would physically be able to handle it if you had turned up, only to disappear again.  

“Wanna grab coffee?”

“Isn’t it a little too late for caffeine?” Kageyama wished his soul would separate from his body so he could punch himself in the gut. Why would he even say that? Of course he wanted to go with you.

You snorted, “Doesn’t have to be coffee, dumbass. I just wanted to talk more, that’s all.”

“Tea sounds good.” His heart ached deep in his chest, but he wasn’t sure if it was from heartbreak or hope. Everything felt so normal, almost as if the past month never happened. How were you able to continue on with your life so easily? 

Did all those years that you had spent loving each other really mean nothing? 

Of course, you could throw that same question back at him. Kageyama hated himself. 

“Let’s get out of here then.” 

He nodded, quickly gathering his things. 

He would not mess this up– whatever this was or could be. 

Dan Hays Colorado Snow Effect 4 (with detail) 2007, oil on canvas

AWWWHH BADGER

Badger by Kosen

Teen Wolf meme → [1/3] Colours ↳ purple

my hubsband

I take you where you want to go

I give you all you need to know

I drag you down, I use you up

Mr. Self Destruct

Nine Inch Nails - Mr. Self Destruct

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