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lorddevourer:

As the first chords of the song played, Nero strode forward and immediately claimed control of both the dance and the floor with sheer power of presence, the contrast between light and dark only serving to draw more eyes now that they were in movement.

The black hole didn’t dance often, but when there was a worthy partner he never disappointed. And now he’d decided to give the people something to remember, though rather guiding their attention more to his dance partner. Black Holes may be at the centre, but the purpose of those around was to gather the attention.

Stallion’s eyes widend and he let himself be dragged onto the stage, into the song and into his role. He was like an angel, white and serene, his hair gently pushed out of the tight bun and fanned out on his back, the wings move and bob as he was lead on the dance. The control the black hole had on him was strange, normally he was the one that leads…

Though this time it was different. He wanted him to take lead, to be the one that pushes him away and back again, to give him those gazes and make them the center of all attention

If this feels like to be ruled by a Black Hole, Stallion didn’t mind it half as much as he did a few moments ago. With a pleased shudder he felt the stares on his back as he was pushed once again away, his dress moving wonderfully from side to side, sometimes like wings would do and his eyes were half closed in the joy and rush of this dance.

"You’re a very good dancer, Lord Nero" he murmured

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lorddevourer:

thefancyzodiac:

He huffed, smiling lightly.

"I love to act, Lord Nero. My whole life was an act. Be it to mask the cruelty of the ones that wanted to hurt me, or the cruelty that I faced, I always put on a mask to shield myself off from those things…and a dance like this is a performance like no other. Have you ever seen really sad faces up there? it’s because of the glamour"

He shook his head. “Fae use this to hide their true identity. Glamour is what keeps us going, because one of us always plays a false game to regain or to keep power. Charm is also one” he looked back to the black hole

"I want to dance…but it will be like stepping onto a stage that I am not prepared for."

An interesting point of view, and very true. Even he was acting, in a way, wearing this shape in order to mingle and affect things when all he ever needed to do was remain himself in his core, and not do anything else.

Acting and playing the game were few things that made it worth it to bother.

"Then it would be amusing to do something no one else is prepared to expect either, I believe."

Nero chuckled.

"Dance with me, my lordling."

He looked at him a bit riddled at first, then smiled and nodded, bowing.

"It will be my greatest pleasure, Lord Nero" he said. He knew who this man was and he knew that there was more to him than the mere eye can see, but he was much more of an intelligent and worthy dance partner than anyone in this room (except a few that he held dear in his heart)

He flirred out his robe and righted his skirts, while he walked to the ‘stage’. He felt eyes clinging to him and his rather dar partner, a couple quite to behold. the almost white angelic looking Stallion and the dark, mysterious Nero… he had to hold a chuckle

though when he looked back into those green eyes hidden behind a mask and that slight smile playing on his lips…The Zodiac Lord blushed a little more. He was also one of the only ones bigger than he was..

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lorddevourer:

Nero tilted his head slightly, observing the little lordling’s mannerisms. Wistfulness, was it? A curious quality, to downplay something one couldn’t have to convince oneself they never wanted it in the first place. Or maybe his interpretation was wrong?

"You sound like you crave to join them, lordling."

There was some amusement in Nero’s voice. Now, how much of a scandal would it be considered for them to share a dance? If they would. The Celestial beings around would probably not even notice, too focused on their own vices, but the thought of giving them the possibility was tempting.

He huffed, smiling lightly.

"I love to act, Lord Nero. My whole life was an act. Be it to mask the cruelty of the ones that wanted to hurt me, or the cruelty that I faced, I always put on a mask to shield myself off from those things…and a dance like this is a performance like no other. Have you ever seen really sad faces up there? it’s because of the glamour"

He shook his head. “Fae use this to hide their true identity. Glamour is what keeps us going, because one of us always plays a false game to regain or to keep power. Charm is also one” he looked back to the black hole

"I want to dance…but it will be like stepping onto a stage that I am not prepared for."

victoriousvocabulary:

ASTRIFEROUS
[adjective]
bearing stars; made of stars.
Etymology: Latin astrifer; astrum - star + ferre - to bear.
[Lizavan Rees]

victoriousvocabulary:

ASTRIFEROUS

[adjective]

bearing stars; made of stars.

Etymology: Latin astrifer; astrum - star + ferre - to bear.

[Lizavan Rees]

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lorddevourer:

The black hole shrugged, picking at a nail.

"Reformed or not, tamed or not, that being has grown soft. I have little fondness for darkspawn but while trapped inside a walking prison that voluntarily keeps them in check they can’t even fill their place as a counterbalance for… all this."

A gesture encompassed everything around them. Lights, laughter, gluttony and excess of every kind. Life so bright and strong it was slowly rotting at the core.

Well. There were other means to balance things out, despite most people’s insistence that all dark things ought to be brought to light.

His eyes lowered as he looked to his hands.

"The darkness that got tamed…such a dumb excuse to go soft" he said and turned around.

"I also don’t understand these dancers. Is it the small friction of hope for them that there is a better life than this? In this sparkling ligttle theatre they think that is reality. I envy them not, their illusions will shatter like glass when the music ends." he sighed and chuckled as he held his head

"What a pessimistic way to view it though: I wanted to go to these festivities to enjoy myself…such a tragedy, indeed" the Lord chuckled and shook his head. "Dancing is quite the loss of time…but at least one that is colourful enough to ligthen one spirit…"

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lorddevourer:

"She holds some potential."

Which was one among the reasons he made sure to lure her from the caretaker’s fold every once in a while. The girl was young and impressionable, and guidance from her current parentage would only make her soft and kind - useless as a monarch.

"The other lords… bad blood is weeded out easily enough." Nero barked a mirthless laugh. “What they need is another Nightmare King, war and chaos to force them back to attention. Other than that their people can only have hope for time and death to claim them.”

A moment’s thought.

"You are close with the heiress, lordling. Do your part, watch that she learns what is needed from an empress. As of yet, she is the best bet the councils have for survival."

"The irony in it all is the mate that the Tsar had chosen. First the little Light that is a knight to him, and now the Nightmare King. He thinks that he is reformed, that he is good…but he isn’t ‘reformed’" he frowned even more and sighed. "He is what he is, Nightmare King, even though twisted thoughts, that he loves this Tsar of his and the little light bug…he can always snap" he huffed and looked away

"I will do my best to be like a father for her. I will always protect her…as you saw already. Her father never would have stood a chance against you,… he wouldn’t even against me" he growled and rubbed his hand, golden threads glowing lightly.

Put one in my ask box! [TRAPPED/KIDNAPPED VERSION]

aurora-gallifreywarrior:

  • "What’s going on?"
  • "Hello, my pet."
  • "I’m afraid you’re a bit ‘tied up’."
  • "I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you."
  • "There, that should keep you quiet."
  • "No one will find us here."
  • "You’ll be mine forever."
  • "Don’t bother to struggle…"
  • "How are we getting out of this?"
  • "You got a plan?"
  • "Now would be a good time to plan our escape!"
  • "The ropes are too tight!"
  • "The door’s locked!"
  • "Stop screaming or I’ll shut you up!"
  • "There’s no way out!"

(Source: aurora-gallifreytimelady)

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lorddevourer:

thefancyzodiac:

The Zodiac Lord tried not to scratch nervously with his hooves, tried not to make a sound nor a grimace at the hand that still laid upon his neck, making him so nervous, making him so fidgety. His eyes looked away for a moment and he cleared his throat.

"The reminder is strong then, if it tugs so much…" he mumbled and bit his bottom lip, letting out a deep sigh, to calm himself. When he asked about his enjoyment he gave a slight smile

"It is a bore until now." he said bluntly and tried to subtly move away from the hand that still was on his neck. "The Lords and Ladies of this Court have been quiet and only showing up now, for such a festivity, shows what sloth they really are. Even more that Tsar that only comes out to either fuck around or to show off his greatness to the world, that brat"

Nero let out a quiet laugh, dark but pleased, and finally removed his hand from Stallion’s neck.

"That laziness is a boon to ones whose work goes smoother with the avoidance of such attention. The little caretaker is blinded by his own wants and a fool in his assumption that an oath sworn and a weapon he refuses to control will keep him safe."

How many constellations had he already gathered under his sway? The lordling now before him was the first zodiac, true, but there were far more other stars in the sky - enough to drown out the councils if need be. He might not even need to move in as much secret as he already did, the slothful lords and ladies would hardly notice either way.

He huffed and glared to them, his eyes glowed towards some of them, who drank and laughed, eating and staining their robes. Some already made sinful acts int he back of the ballroom.

"They think that they are safe in the Court, that noone would hurt them…" his eyes became a more cold glow and he huffed, his nose crinkling in disgust at some laughs and some of the moans his oversensitive  ears took in

"And the Tsar is a fool to think that the Knight of Light nor his shadow mate can help him. I respect his groom, but he will never gain any more respect…my hopes are more in the little lady" he pointed to the dancefloor, smiling lightly. "And my Constellation lies its hopes on me…as well as the ones close by me…"

katanamasako sent: Yuki lightly tugged on the zodiac's sleeve "Stallion? are we still friends?" she hadn't seen him for a while and was worried she'd done something to upset him.

"We were always friends, Yuki, that didn’t change" he hugged his friend gently and chuckled. "I’m sorry for my absence, I had a few things to do…"

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