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Silver Bloodstains chapter 8 (The Snow Queen)
Summary: Emmet finally meets Arezu. Nobori attempts to set healthy boundaries
AHHHHHHHH OMG THIS IS SO LOVELY THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! I love that you put them side by side like this- really shows that despite the situation they’re both going through the same thing basically. I love them 💙 The lineart is smooth and pretty and just BRAVO!! Thank you Ray!!
is it not amusing? two brothers connected, yet ripped apart?
one remembers, the other forgets. but both feel the absence.
little thing for @blueisquitetired chapter for her most recent update of Silver Bloodstains. there are. emotions. its verrry good and a verrry fun read!!
I WAS SO BUSY EV TRAINING THAT I FORGOT TO UPLOAD
Silver Bloodstains chapter 9: The Lord of the Rings
Summary: Emmet finds something interesting. Nobori opens up to Akari.
AHHHH???? Oh goodness gracious they are so cute!! These boys are TIRED and they need some SLEEP. HECK YEAH
*holds them* i just think they are neat.
this is a drawing for @blueisquitetired's FaeU
Oh and of course: new chapter out today lol.
Silver Bloodstains Chapter 10 (King Lycanon)
Summary: Emmet makes plans. Nobori apologies.
Silver Bloodstains Chapter 11 (Pinocchio)
Summary: Emmet meets someone familiar. Nobori has another dream.
Silver Bloodstains Chapter 12: Pandora’s Box
Summary: Emmet gives up. Akari opens up to Nobori
Silver Bloodstains Chapter 13: The King of Galar and his Three Sons
Summary: Lady Sneasler appoints a warden. Nobori has a snack.
Silver Bloodstains chapter 14: The Wizard of Oz
Summary: Emmet visits a library. Nobori rides a train.
Silver Bloodstains Chapter 15: The Frog Prince
Summary: Emmet does some math. Nobori receives a gift.
I had to take a break from the Fae au bc the suspense was getting to me a bit too much. Have the twins reunited yet? Bc I decided to wait for that so I could handle it. Its very lovely <3 But very nerve wracking.
Goodness! I’ve totally read fics like that before so I understand the feeling! Absolutely wild to have that apply to my own fic, but I guess that means I’m doing something right lol.
Anyway, the answer to your question under the cut:
Nope not yet- although I’m actually writing the reunion as we speak! It’ll be chapter 17 which, best case scenario, should be posted on the 5th of February? Obviously that’s like, the earliest time, but I do my very best to be consistent!!!
Also, this is probably self explanatory, but there’s still tension post reunion. Reunion brings catharsis and fluff, but there’s still three chapters of fic left lol. Thankfully the sequel fic is basically all fluff so like. Super fun.
Thank you for sticking with me so far, and I promise that I am doing my best to make the suspense worth it with the most tooth rotting fluff that I can manage.
Thank you for your patience!!!!!!!
This is so cute!!!!!! I love the boys getting some rest- they deserve it!
Art for @blueisquitetired 's fae au! Sleepy cuddles with tiny Ingo.
WHO’S READY FOR THE CLIMAX?!!
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Silver Bloodstains chapter 16: Bluebeard
Summary: Emmet learns something terrible. Volo snaps.
The Birth of a Shadow
Context for this one: This was the originally planned chapter 15 that….. obviously didn’t work out. The original conceit was that Emmet was having trouble using magic, so he had to dive through his brother’s memories to learn what it felt like. It was supposed to be a journey backwards in time, featuring different times of Ingo’s life before he met Emmet.
Unfortunately, that didn’t really work out, and I ended up cutting the whole thing. We didn’t lose too much in the process, just the exact specifics of Ingo’s past and an explanation for his beef with moms.
So yeah, here’s what got written out, featuring Ingo’s origin story and a tone that really doesn’t match the rest of the fic.
Length: 2,000 words
Rating: G
CW: Child endangerment? I guess???
Deep breathes. In and out. Reach inside and-
Opening his eyes, Emmet threw out one of his hands, attempting to channel some unknowable energy.
Nothing happened.
“Any luck?”
Mai sat on the grass next to him, idly plucking strings on her guitar. This was his third day of magic lessons with her and so far….
“No. Nothing.”
Sighing, Emmet lay down on the grass next to her, looking up at the bright blue sky. At least it was a nice day.
“Maybe it did work, but you just didn’t notice?” Lady Sneasler was sitting a bit away with the rest of the peanut gallery. Not close enough to get in the way, but still easily reachable. “It’s supposed to be kind of subtle right?”
“He would feel it. Probably.” Mai sighed. “At least that’s how it works for me.”
“Right. Because that’s been such a good indicator so far.” It was Melli who spoke this time, the warden having joined the group to help Elesa with her embroidery and just enjoy the show. Emmet was starting to understand why Lady Sneasler didn’t like him much.
Still, he had a point. As much as Emmet appreciated Mai’s assistance, one just couldn’t escape the fact that their magics were completely different. Mai’s were nature spells cast via music, and Emmet’s…
Well it certainly wasn't that.
“Well, does Ingo feel his magic when he casts it?” Mai asked, bringing the group back on track. “His magic would certainly be more similar to yours than mine.”
“Not sure.” Shrugging, Emmet tried to remember times that his brother had used magic- and came up frustratingly short. “He does not like using it. Or talking about it.”
“Too bad.” Mai sighed. “That would have been helpful.”
“Hang on.” Elesa finally spoke up, having been far too concentrated on her embroidery to join in the conversation so far. “Didn’t you say you had Ingo’s memories? Doesn’t that mean you can learn straight from the source? Maybe even figure out how he learned magic originally?”
“Wait what do you mean he has his memories-”
That…. was a good point actually. Emmet had been kind of avoiding touching that part of his psyche at the moment, but there weren't any actual barriers. Still, he was still sort of… put off by the idea.
“Those are private.” He managed finally, working around the bitter taste in his mouth. “I have not received permission. Snooping is a breach of trust.”
“Normally yeah, but this isn’t exactly a normal situation.” Pointed out Lady Sneasler. “You’ll need to be prepared for whatever comes our way. I think Ingo will forgive you for a bit of snooping if it helps save his life.”
“I suppose…”
It still didn’t sit right with Emmet. Sure, they could read each other’s minds whenever they wanted- but that didn’t mean they did! Boundaries were important, and privacy was to be respected. Still, Lady Sneasler was right that this was a special situation….
“….alright.” Taking a deep breath, Emmet attempted to calm his racing heart. “I will look through Ingo’s memories. Try to find out how magic feels. Or how he learned it.”
“Attaboy!” Lady Sneasler grinned.
Mai seemed a bit more skeptical.
“So how exactly does that… work?”
Emmet shrugged.
“It is like meditation? Kind of? I close my eyes and….” He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes, going boneless. “This will take a while.”
“How long is a while?”
But Emmet didn’t answer, already beginning to tune the rest of the world out and sink into his own subconscious. Carefully, he reached for his brother’s soul, embracing it and sinking into his brother’s memories. He wasn’t exactly sure where to start- memories had a tendency to be a bit finicky after all, but if he just started somewhere familiar and worked his way back….
He thought of the first time they met, an old and messy memory colored by time and his subpar human recollection, only still around because of how many times he’d watched his brother’s version.
A version that was responding to the memory he had fed it, sparking up around him and begging to be recalled.
So he let it.
oOo
Someone was crying.
The monster stopped and listened for a moment, the sound of soft sniffles and a human in distress. It really shouldn’t get any closer, shouldn’t approach, especially not after last time- but there was crying! Crying was something it knew well, and if it could help…
Maybe it could assist from the shadows. As long as it wasn’t seen, there would be no reason for the human too….
This time would be different.
It followed the sound.
As much as Emmet would love to relive that particular memory again, now wasn’t the time. Instead, he honed in on that mention of “last time” pulling on it and looking for the related memory. It wasn’t hard to find.
oOo
[This section would contain several scenes from Ingo’s past in reverse order. This would include him disguising himself as another child and getting run off for being a duplicate, trying to take a human form and not doing a very good job (and getting run off), and him visiting Hisui and having a bad time.]
oOo
First, there was nothing.
Not pain, or sorrow, or even emptiness- no, there was just nothing at all.
And then-
“Oh. It’s beautiful.”
There was something.
A… a face? Yes. A face. A… a red face who was…
“Dude it just looks like a blob with eyes.”
A different voice. A different person? Yes, there they were, behind the face-
“That’s just because you can’t appreciate the sheer craftsmanship on display here.” The face moved, getting taller and… further? Further away. (From what?)
“Sure. Whatever. But does it work?”
“Of course it works! I made it after all!”
“…so you haven’t tested it yet.”
“What’s the point of a test? It’s a changeling. They aren’t complicated.”
There was a conversation happening. That’s what this was. Understanding was… difficult, but possible. The whole thing was quite alien overall.
“Anyway, I’m releasing this bad boy today. You wanna see?”
“Sure I guess. Don’t have anything else planned.”
The face came back(?) bending forward and-
SENSATION!!!!
THERE WAS TOUCH HAPPENING!!!
WHAT?!!!
And with touch came feelings!!! Pride and confidence and-
“Huh. It’s being more squirmy than normal.”
Squirmy? Movement? Was something moving?
“Maybe cause you finished it? So it’s ‘coming to life’ and all that?”
“Yeah maybe. Let’s get going before it gets harder to carry.”
And then.
AND THEN.
Movement! Lots of movement! The squirmy apparently! So much movement and things that had names but there was no time to ponder such things as MOVEMENT WAS HAPPENING.
And then movement stopped happening.
And everything was dark.
“This place good?”
“I think so. I checked out a few houses beforehand and this one had a baby.”
“Cool.”
Movement started up again, going a bit before-
THE TOUCH WAS GONE!!!!
Where did it go?!!!
“Now what?”
“It’s supposed to eat the baby.”
“….maybe you need to move it closer?”
The touch returned briefly…. before disappearing again, replaced by-
Different touch?
Calm touch. Sleepy touch. Touch full of dreams, muted sensations of lightssoundscolorsemotions. Touch that-
There was hunger.
Hunger. Hunger. Hunger.
And emptiness. Something that needed to be filled. Something that could be filled if- if-
If there was eating.
And so there would be eating. There would be devouring. There would be biting and tearing and-
yes
YES!
Yes! There was taste, there was warmth! There was energy and magic and-
PAIN
Pain that caused screaming, pain that caused crying. Pain that was more intense than hunger or pride. Pain that encompassed all else and-
Light.
“Yes yes Johny. Mommy’s here. Now what’s got you so-”
A sharp gasp, thudding footsteps and-
“GET OFF MY BABY!”
Touch. But not gentle touch- rough touch. Pulling and grabbing and flinging. Flying before impact, new fresher pain as-
New impact. New pain. New-
This was danger.
Danger. Danger! Pain meant danger and there was so much pain, so there was so much danger but how was-
And then something happened.
Something happened and suddenly the shadows reached out, sweeping in and pulling out of danger.
The shadows were gentle. Calm. Quiet and dark and-
Grabbing, pulling, RIPPING and angerangerANGER
“What was THAT!?”
There was laughing.
“I believe that’s what we call a failure Alimar.”
“Shut up. Shut up. This is just- just a slight hiccup. We can just try again.”
Try what again? Why was there anger? Why was there failure? Was it the danger?
And why was the pain still there?
Movement. More. Movement that made the pain stronger. Movement that pulled at somethings. Somethings that could be felt. Somethings that could be moved.
“Stop squirming.”
That wasn’t the only somethings. There was more! More somethings that could also be moved. Easier even, since the voice was not holding them. They could be moved, and they were moved because it was fun and made the pain less noticeable. Oh! Fun! That was new!
“What in Titania’s name has gotten into you?!”
More yanking. The face was back! But it was dark. Because it was night. Strange. Night. Had night existed before? What was night?
“Looks like yelling at it worked.”
“Yeah I guess.”
Night was something that came after day. But day came after night. That didn’t make sense. How could it come before and after?
“Okay. Here’s a new place. Let’s try this again.”
That was how time worked right? Yes, day and night were based off of time. Which was. Harder to understand then day and night combined.
The touch that hurt was gone and the somethings were dropped. They were dropped and-
Huh.
They felt.
The somethings were moved, and where they moved they felt. The feeling was soft. Soft because it was a blanket. That’s what it was.
“Eat the ####ing baby already.”
The somethings were- they were tendrils? Yes. That’s what they were. The tendrils moved and felt and they felt each other and oh! That was not soft! That was… smooth! Smooth! And both tendrils could feel the other tendril and wasn’t that strange. What were tendrils anyway?
…limbs? Right. And limbs were… uh. They were attached to something alive! And they could do things!
Obviously. They could move and feel.
But what were they attached to?
“….What is it doing?”
“UGH.”
Touch again! Not good touch!! But! There were more tendrils! More! And they were attached to-
Uh-
“Dude I don’t even think it sees the baby.”
“Yeah I noticed.”
Actually, what was ‘it’ anyway? There was the human baby- but that couldn’t be ‘it’. And the blankets could not see so. Maybe the tendrils? They were attached to something alive, and if it was alive it could probably see!
But what were they attached to???
They were- They-
???????
No seriously what were they attached to.
There was hunger.
Yes but the tendrils!
Hunger.
The tendrils lead to something but that something did not exist but it could be felt which meant it did exist-
Wait.
Was that seeing?
Hunger
If seeing was happening then seeing was ‘it’ and the tendrils were attached to the it (which was seeing) and seeing happened with eyes that could be moved-
MORE MOVEMENT!
Hungerhungerhungerhunger
Movement that changed seeing!! Yes! Good! Good! That was-
Pride! Pride for figuring it out! Pride for-
hunger
Okay okay hunger. Hunger which meant movement which meant-
What was that?
“…is it broken?”
New thing to move!!! It could be moved and it moved a lot and how many more movement-
HUNGER
Right, right, okay. Movement again which was biting and biting on the baby which brought warmgoodenergymagiclife- AND PAIN AND CRYING!!!
PAIN AND CRYING MEANT DANGER!!! DANGER MEANT SHADOWS AND LEAVE AND AWAY!!!
“Wha- hey where’d it go?!”
“#### it shadow sneaked again. I have to catch it before it-”
NOPE!!
IT WOULD NOT BE GRABBED!
GRABBED WAS PAIN AND PAIN WAS BAD AND IT DID NOT WANT THAT!
“Come back here you little-!”
The shadows pulled it far away. Far far away.
Where it would be safe.
REUNION CHAPTER TIME
Silver Bloodstains chapter 17: Snow White
Summary: The boys get back together.
👀 Question, do you have any refs of Akari in the FaeU?
Yeah! Kinda. Depends on what you mean by refs lol. I’ve drawn her twice:
And here’s the in game outfit I gave her (under the cut because tumblr is weird about images) (modeled by my personal avatar lol)
But if you’re asking for something more in line with a “traditional” reference sheet I unfortunately don’t make those lol. (Too much drawing for my slow hands to do) If you have any specific questions tho I’m happy to answer!
Silver Bloodstains chapter 18: Swanna Lake
Emmet hangs out with his brother and talks to Akari.
I love this so so much! When you first drew it I read it like a hundred times and skipped around the house in joy. The expressions are soooooo good and I just. Love it. Thank you Ray!!!
for @blueisquitetired's fic Silver Bloodstains! spoilers for chapter 18
something about a heartbeat
Oh!!!! Oh!!!!!!!! He’s so cute!!! The boys!!! I love love love the expressions here💙💙💙!
just doodles of emmet & ingo :) i figured out their faces, and now i can draw them!!! (after weeks of knowing)
au is fae au!
Silver Bloodstains by Bluegamergirl11 / @blueisquitetired