#vermillions

Japan – “Hinoban”– 🏯 alt. canon – rating: T – Mizu becomes a fireguard for the shogun's inner palaces.

Snow – "Ask" 💍– modern AU – rating: G – On a gray winter's day, somebody is feeling nervous.

Sea – "Bilge Rat" 🌊– post season 1 – rating: E – At sea, Taigen finds himself alone with nothing but Mizu on his mind.

January 2025 me: you will show it to people. Well, not those first two ideas, but the third one, you will

January 2024 me: the third one?

January 2025 me: yeah, you’ll make a whole chapter fic out of it

2024: and actually publish it?

2025: yeah!

2024: but it’s, like, short and I give up on it after a few months, right? Like I always do?

2025: no, it’ll hit 100k words next week. we’re up to like 18 chapters and still going

2024: no fucking way

2025: and you’ll join a discord server and make all these great connections in the fandom and have a really lovely community building experience

2024: a nice fandom community? On discord?! Fuck off, no way

2025: way! It’s great!

2024: wild, dude

2025: yeah

2024: a discord server I like

2025: yeah

2025: and that’s where you’ll meet your girlfriend :)

2024: …

It was to obscure all the inbreeding, right?

I mean, how else are you going to cultivate those great big pools of mana? Outbreeding?

Oh man this makes me think that only Leo can breathe fire

Imagine it's a special type of fire magic that Leo unlocks while training in Heart! It happens completely by accident and even his heart mentor is like "Holy shit"

But because his mentor doesn't actually know how to do this, he gets NO direction on how to hone this skill-- it's just him spitting fire and trying to figure out how to do it right. Very dangerous trial and error

The first chance he gets, he finds his siblings and is like "Bro! Sis! Look what I can do!" And House Vermillion goes up in flames

I decided to color code the Royal family tree Mimosa gave us because I see a lot of confusion as to how the Vermillions and Silvas are related. Everyone here inherits all their colors from their parents(representing genes irl). Anyone who provides new genes gets new colors. If people share colors, then they are related. Acier and her older sister, and Papa Vermilion and his younger brother have split colors to represent that they have parents above the cutoff (it turned out being unnecessary, but eh.) 

Told yall, I kinda wanna write the Parents reaction.

So here, have this <3

Ruins. Fire. Blood.

Before the crumbling remains of what once was a highlight of cloverian architecture, terrified people huddled together.

There was a stench in the air, of singed flesh, burning hair and just fear in the face of the inferno that swallowed the huge stone builing they had called their home and workplace whole.

Everywhere people cried, asked for healers, sent for magic knights to get the fire under control.

Everyone was loud, but them.

They stood still like statures, taking in the mess, in what either was silent awe or fury.

No one dared to approach them, in case it was the latter, but all eyes were on them. They were the ones that had the most power in this situation, and the best chance to end this before maybe the whole capital would fall to the flames fueled by juvenile hot headedness.

Suddenly two consecutive whacking sounds echoed over to them, the trademark sound of people getting hit in the face, and the flames flared up for a second. That caused the charred skeletton of what was left from the roof to crumble and level the building even more, and one could see the two people jerked back.

The property damage was now, quite literally, through the roof, and it was clear to everyone with a little sense of Carpenter skills, that the house was unsaveable and had to be rebuild from scratch.

The current head of the Vermillions paled at the sum they had lost today.

His wife had issues bringing her eyebrows under control, which twitched furiously.

“What, in the kings name, is going on here? Is this a terrorist attack?”

The tone was forcedly calm, hinting at the sure death of the perpetrators. Or at least at a punishment that would have one wish they were dead.

A brave servant took it upon himself to answer his Lords question.

“Y-your highness, its your children, I’m afraid.”

He was met with two pair of eyes, circled in red and sharpened by fury. He couldn’t help but buckle under their intenseness.

“They- They started fighting and things got out of control.”

With that he ended his report and quickly shuffled off back to the safety of the crowd.

Just in time, as it seemed, because just when he reached the outskirts of the people, the mistress of the now ruined house seemed to have finally lost her temper.

“MEREOLEONA VERMILLION! FUEGOLEON VERMILLION! COME HERE RIGHT NOOOOOW!”

Powerful Mana erupted over the Place, everyone cowered in fear of the beast that just had been unleashed, even the flames got smaller.

Soon they extinguished completely, leaving behind the black burnt ruins. The dark background gave a view on what one could have confused with two remaining fires, but what was actually the heads of now rapidly paling teenagers.

Fuegoleon couldn’t remember seeing his mother ever this furious, and a voice in the back of his head told him to run, if he wants to survive.

Even Mereoleona, who was ever so carefree and unafraid, had a feeling that to all this fire soon their blood would be added and felt slightly uneasy.

Lord Vermillion felt a Migraine incoming. He pinched the bridge of his Nose, and muttered more to himself than to anyone in particular

“Cursed Tuesday”.

 The events of that day and the results that followed already spread throughout the city. People were laughing, shaking their heads, or showed fear in the face of a future with such hotheaded People at their top.

And it would stay in the minds of Clover as the Tuesday of Blood and Flames for a long, long time.

And for Fuegoleon and Mereoleona, it would be the day they learned where exactly they got their beastly sides from.