hiii neil !! hope you’re doing well and all that !!!!
the people need to know !! do their wings make a heart ? 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
If you're asking about the new poster...
Obviously the wings do not make a heart. They make the dread black and white sigil Puehtni in the language of ancient Mu, and are there to indicate the exact day of release, because as anyone familiar with ancient Mu knows, Puehtni-Nwod was also the Murian Falling Bluebird Festival, when clouds of toxic smoke were released from the Temple of All the Gods Save One, rendering flying temple bluebirds unconscious, and causing a hazard to traffic.
I hope this clarifies matters for you.
do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
Jessamy, Raven of the Dreaming, messenger of Lord Morpheus, his eyes and ears in other realms, bearer of hot gossip.
1389.
The Dreaming titters with the knowledge that something has happened, a new star in the sky above the throne room, burning suddenly bright.
"That's Hob Gadling," Jessamy confides to Lucienne. "Lord Morpheus' sister granted him immortality."
"Why on Earth would she do something like that?" Lucienne asks.
Jessamy ruffles her feathers. "She saw the way Lord Morpheus looked at him. He hasn't looked at something like he cared that much in centuries."
1489.
"How was—"
"Oh he's so handsome now," Jessamy gushes before Lucienne can finish her question. "And he's gotten into printing."
Lucienne looks around the already-expanding library, shifting and adjusting to suit the needs of a human populace whose relationship to the written word has changed forever. It's been like this some time.
The newest star in the throne room shines a little brighter.
1589.
"You seem—"
"He walked away from Hob," Jessamy says. She loves Lord Morpheus with all her heart, but sometimes she forgets he was never human.
"Did he do something wrong?" Lucienne asks, running a comforting finger over her head.
"He's happy," Jessamy says. "I think it was an affront."
1689.
Jessamy barrels into Lucienne's chest, trying to scrabble under her coat.
A waking world raven has no tears to shed, but part of Jessamy will always be human, and she does not wish to cry in front of an audience. Lucienne is a librarian, she's accustomed to keeping people's secrets.
"He's been alone and miserable for eighty years."
"Lord Morpheus?" Lucienne asks. "It's been much longer tha—"
"Hob!" Jessamy wails.
"Oh," Lucienne pauses. "Did he ask for—"
"He still wants to live!" Jessamy sobs.
"Ah." Unknown to Jessamy, tucked under Lucienne's coat, Lucienne smiles.
The star in the throne room blazes like a sun.
1789.
"They were attacked," Jessamy reports.
"Who were?" Mervyn, finally, has decided to catch up with the local gossip.
"Lord Morpheus and Hob Gadling," Jessamy explains, vibrating with energy. "Hob got up to defend him before I could wriggle my way out of his coat. It's so tight this century."
Lucienne smiles a knowing little smile. “Did he, now? That is interesting.”
In the throne room, Lord Morpheus watches the star.
1889.
Lucienne finds Jessamy hiding in a gap in a bookshelf, glaring out at the world with barely restrained anger.
“He walked away again. All Hob offered was friendship. He wants it. I don’t understand.”
Lucienne offers an arm, and when Jessamy accepts it, holds her close to her chest, stroking her gently.
“This is why he’s immortal,” Lucienne says wisely. “Lord Morpheus has never made a friend before. It’s a slow process.”
2022.
“I’m sorry, is there something… moving in your coat?” Hob asks, halfway through an anecdote about the first car he’d owned.
Dream clears his throat subtly. He hesitates, and then holds the coat open, to reveal the head and a strip of striking white breast of what looks, to Hob, like a very small, very strange raven.
“I thought her lost,” Dream says softly. “But found her wandering the Dreaming once it was put to rights. She has been eager to meet you for some time. I had always intended to introduce you,” he adds, clearly for the raven’s sake rather than Hob’s. “I had simply meant to ease him into the idea first.”
The raven nuzzles his cheek.
Hob’s heart swells three sizes.
"This is Jessamy," Dream says. "She has been exceptionally loyal to me." A pause. "And to you, when I have been… unkind."
Hob tilts his head. Jessamy tilts hers right back. "She's been in your coat the whole bloody time, hasn't she?"
Something Hob had never thought to see no matter how long he lived happens then. Dream blushes.
Jessamy makes a soft sound that serves as an answer, and Hob grins at her. "I like you," he says. "We can be friends too, if you like."
"I'd like that," Jessamy says.
Hob is very lucky he literally can't have a heart attack. At the same moment, there's a tap on the window. A bigger, all black raven is perched on one of the chairs next to it.
"Ah," Dream says. "It appears Matthew would also like to make your acquaintance."
Hob blinks. He looks at Jessamy. He looks at Matthew. He looks at Dream.
"How many bloody ravens do you have?"
Adding Tokoyami to the guardian au! Decided to make his design much more simpler then Katsuki and Izuku, felt it was more fitting for him (he has wings hidden under his cape as well)
Tokoyami is the Guardian of Death but has slowly developed the nickname The Final Voice. His role is mainly to guide the spirit’s of the dead and protect the border between the living and dead. He also delivers last words to the living family/friends of the one who died, although it’s not part of his role.
Like Izuku he was shunned due to his darker type of role and link to the idea of death. BUT unlike Izuku he had a little friend, a crow he would feed whenever he saw it. It followed him till the day it died and became Dark Shadow. It wasn’t till years later that he met Katsuki who was the first guardian that didn’t seem to mind his presence. in fact Katsuki encouraged him to be more active in his role (mostly cause Katsuki was getting so many complaints about haunted places and ghost, he just wanted the guardian to do his job). As for Izuku, he hates him. Wherever the dragon goes, death must follow, and it was a job Tokoyami didn’t want. War to him is a death too soon and Izuku was only war. Hearing that Katsuki killed the dragon was joyful news to him (of course Izuku being dead was a lie). He does eventually meet Izuku in his human form and is completely unaware of his the dragon and guardian form (especially since he never knew Izuku’s name when he was in dragon form). They two end up getting a small friendship between each other after the human form meeting. I haven’t decided when or if he ever learns that Izuku was the dragon
Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.
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