Ace's Butterfly Garden

SWEET 🦋

lumps of sugar squeezed against my teeth; chubby cheeks, squirrel in the face that cherry blossom blanket stretched across my nose and a drop of red to make the vibrance glow— all sorts of lights around me, green eyes turned brown, full of butterflies but not a firefly.

FABLE 🦋

take a look at your eyes; a myriad like a fable, black against the hazel with a ripple in the middle, maybe you’re unstable— need some time to rekindle that sunny smile with a runny light, whites as the glints highside from a long day under sunshine.

folded like three hundred but a million on the inside, i’ll say i love you an infinite amount times; so i’d like to know who’s the hero, dancing along the horizons from that loose tear sliding like a crescent from left to right with a dazzle and sparkle, princess charming all i know is i’ll always be home, for a good ending

not bad, not good 🦋

i don’t seem to be very good at any, of anything.

words that turn the heads of strangers and lengthen the groans of people closest — it’s my fault, to turn love away but at no choice, a tirade within the dark that odd hope someone will listen even with nothing said.

when the lights shine low; my butterflies giggle, never alone when there are many so small in everyone’s eyes.

saltwater sunscreen 🦋

a myriad of rainbows lathered along the eyelids; a rivers of bubbles with splashes of purple sunken black, some swift slide along the jaw falling somewhere warmer than the icicles kissed beneath my bottom lip.

the ocean in my room, somber wails and quiet sobbing some pollution for the coral up on the ceiling– miss salt gave another hug but it stings and burns; a nicety for the lonely, though it’s only me thank you for that.

redeyes 🦋

take a look at me; peeling and dry, excessive tears downstream— tassels to blow adrift farer heed way, let loose the dreams long past ‘due’ there’s no use, for things beyond dead.

now, take a closer look at me talentless, imposter, loser (shouldn’t have been there) amongst shooting stars (no spark) between the brown and white (red) windows.

It's a tiring time of the year, no doubt — and I am crying lots T-T

Wanted to say thank you again, to all of you who've checked out my page recently. I appreciate it! I hope to be posting more things MOTDO-related in time, along with getting more involved with the novel-related things I post. Just lots more writing to get done, and I hope it'll turn out well-

Anywaysss,

ish chilly cold, cold! 🦋

on that plain summer day; thin sheets of snow flaked across our sunburns, you stared at me with red cheeks and subtle dimples— ‘i could kiss it softly’ but that might sting more than the ice pack from earlier.

who would’ve known that needles score more than sears, you sure didn’t on that wild winter night how drunk did we get

i

don’t remem brr.

cute snow angel, is all i can seem to recall on this mellow autumn evening. i’d jump to see you again, to go back to that time we ate pizza with clouds.

Hiriael | ??? | The Tyrant, War

"When did you last bathe yourself.. my old friend, you seem; unwell."

﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ History:

Little is known about the man, and he intends to keep it that way.

At least for now.

The locals of Sanctuary claim he's a charming man of sorts, with an intimidating stature fit for an emperor. He has a pension for combat — wherever and whenever. A grin of pure joy and innocence fill his face at the chance of a fight. Though when it comes to achieving his goals, that same excitement is turned into vicious tenacity. Hiriael, The Tyrant, is what was born from said violence. He'd bathe in the blood of his enemies, mold their eyes for jewelry, and skin them for decor-

Are what the rumors all say, anyways. ﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋Appearance:

196 cm | ??? | Deep red eyes with a spark of orange; pupils with the intensity of a beast. Black hair of unknown length.

People have seen him, but, residents of Sanctuary tend to remain tight lipped when regarding certain aspects of him. One of which being his appearance, which has been loosely described — but not much to go off of.

﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ Likes and Dislikes:

Favorite foods: Meat (???)

Least favorite foods: (???)

General likes: Combat and living freely

General dislikes: Anyone who gets in his way

﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ Fun Facts:

Rumored to have tattoos on his forearms: Both seeming to contain detailed ink work of demons and angels, along with beasts of various kinds

Once smashed someone's skull in on accident (it was meant to be a light slap)

Has a goal of freedom (?)

Skilled in various martial arts, enough so to make his own using fundamentals and techniques

A stretch of land lay between the towers of Sanctuary and the Scourge Lands. Between the north and south, it was a place of clarity: tranquility. Somewhere the pollution of light hadn't stained. Somewhere the grasp of war couldn't reach... and somewhere, to faintly see heaven. The pearly white gates looked like supernovas from a distance; capturing all the stars around them, and giving them a home.

Astrid had been shown this place some years prior, thanks to her brother August, but she was never able to come back — until this day. The mark of five years married, with her favorite person in the universe.

Reimi couldn't help but shiver on the walk to Astrid's "surprise." It was a freezing night, but, she had a feeling this would all be worth it. The stars above them danced along as they trailed forward; they'd pop and disperse, like a living entity showing them the way. They'd smile with their beady little eyes. Then frown whenever Reimi would meet their gaze. It was a silly little thing; that made the night feel alive.

After a couple more minutes, Astrid twirled around and shot her arms up. "We're here baby!"

"Mm..?" Reimi shivered while doing a 360 survey of the land. It was just a field of grass that surrounded them for seemingly miles and more.

In the moment, Astrid hopped over, the giddiness flushing in her cheeks. "Reimiii~"

She couldn't respond. Her chest felt tight, a side effect of her curse, but it was okay; everything was alright. She hugged Astrid warmly, gently clinging onto her shirt, with the most innocent of smiles.

"Darling.. could you look up for me? This spot is the only place in the entire world that could physically convey just how much I love you. It's a lot you know-"

Reimi glanced up while pressed against her angel, and immediately while doing so, the light of the great beyond softly highlighted her face. The whites and blues, purples and pinks, laid kisses on her eyes and cheeks. Everything in the sky seemed to harmonize together. The stars started to move in layers of circles. A formation from a small center to a massive outer shell. They seemed to move like they held each other's hands, happily bouncing side to side in these circles without a care in the galaxy.

It was perfectly serene.

The day had been long. Many miles walked, and countless interactions later, it was a pleasant yet draining experience as it had always been. Astrid locked her fingers in place with Reimi's in one fluid motion — like they had done hundreds of times. They continued to walk and walk under the star's soft gaze. The farther they went, the more disruption they felt. A scent of strong fermentation laced the wind they followed; along with the cheers and roars of many different sizes.

Their road led them to the local tavern they had heard many things about on their travels: The Drunken Owl. A place to eat, drink, and forget life away for just a night — that's what was always on the table. Though Reimi insisted on going home, practically pleading,

Because she hated crowded spaces (also social interaction) and

She was dead tired and could hardly move any longer

Astrid though, her eyes sparkled at the big sign of that plump owl. It was time to let loose baby.

Needless to say, Reimi couldn't make Astrid change her mind, and after just one drink inside; it was wraps for Reimi's hopes of a peaceful night. Sadly, she couldn't indulge in anything, after all someone had to be sober enough to get them home. Luckily she wasn't the biggest fan of alcohol anyway.

After many hours, lots of trips, and shouts later, Reimi managed to carry Astrid back home (with the assistance of magic) and before anything else — she tossed her onto the bed while Astrid was mid-sentence.

“[...]Reiii… you’re the princess and I’m your-“ she hiccuped 

“Your hot — heroine."

Reimi sighed in content, a rush of butterflies in her stomach, as her finger swept across Astrid's bangs. “Alright then, my hero, let’s get you to bed then okay?”

Astrid crawled over and gripped onto Reimi’s waist, nearly slipping off the bed. “N-no I don’t wanna."

“Shhh... we have a long day tomorrow, okay? Be a good girl now, for me?"

“Is alright~ we- we can stay here an extra day, and cuddle and stuff”

Reimi sat against the bed, tilting her head upwards to a golden smile.

“You know we can't do that, so please get some rest. Goodnight darling-“

Reimi blinked, Astrid was gone.

“H-huh- where’d you go?”

She appeared in her lap. “Don’t leave m-me alone”

Reimi pecked her forehead. “Never ever.”

“Reimiiiii I love youuu”

“Uh huh..? And I love you too.”

“Rei I think I’m really sad” Astrid whined.

“And why's that?”

Tears start to stain the course fabric of Reimi's pants. “I love you so much, but I’m so embarrassed to confess my feelings to you…”

“What do I dooooo”

Reimi caressed Astrid's cheek. “My poor baby~”

“I’m being serious!”

KING 🦋

see you in a million years, falling back to where we first met again— covered in pearly white sheets with sunstained windows; starry ceiling with cinnamon laced air unfinished wine glasses, and a screen full of laughter.

you held me dear even if it had just been one night; a caressing stroke flushing my cheeks in pink, reminiscing on good ol days and locking this one safe for times not near.

when we part our separate ways

there’s a shooting wonder, across my eyes to yours a similar sparkle wrapping me in halos like an angel; reaching out earnest to a ghost long clear fated to heaven, or another cycle

Hi hi to everyone,

I thought it'd be a good time to introduce myself a bit! I don't wish to remain a complete mystery, but I also don't wanna just ramble on about myself for who knows how long. So instead ! I'll play a quick game of Q&A, three questions:

Q: Who are you?

A: My name's Ace, a university student who somehow has free time with a double major (aka I'm failing all my courses T-T). I love to draw, write, play games, meet new people, and make music! I've got a passion for creating all sorts of things, and I feel very fortunate to be able to share any of it. Even if not many people see it as of now-

Q: Current writing projects?

A: Of course, my biggest project is my novel, but, I do have two other big things I'm working on. One of which is a poetry book, that I'm getting closer and closer to self-publishing! I have no idea how it will do, but, all I hope is that one person will be able to feel a bit of comfort after reading through it. Along with this, I'm working on an IF with a good friend of mine; I'm very excited for the moment we get to share that with all of you.

Q: Inspirations?

A: Honestly, I gather my inspiration from all over the place. Movies, books, manhwa/manga, video games, music, art, you name it. I feel like that's one of the most beautiful things about creating — almost everything you see can change your own little world in a way. My favorite genres I like to draw from are definitely dark fantasy, adventure, and romance though (at least for my current novel).

If any of you have read this far, thank you so much. I know there are a lot of new followers and people around thanks to my co-writer, and I appreciate you all! I'm hoping that through this all I'll be able to become more consistent as a writer (i'm trying my best eheh-)