THE HUSBANDS THAT MAKE MY HEART GO BBRRRRBBBRR....

Clover seeing the surface again with Marlet carrying him (Lion king)

long cats them

Okay, so…this is gonna be a very very very lore based-rewrite redesign because I think there’s a lot that can be done with the Bride of Rich Nights, especially since she didn’t get much of an actual role in the comics besides…being murdered for her position. Alongside that, we never actually got an actual replacement for her? Which…is the clan just run by officials?

I’m going to try and spiff things up a bit here, so let’s get to it!

Bride of Rich Nights 💎

The Bride of Rich Nights, the former Matriarch of the Yagyu clan, the self-exiled hermit of the Dragon kingdom’s mountains, simply known as Diamona the bat.

Originally, Diamona inherited her title from the former Bride of Rich Nights, her older sister and mentor Echo, after she stepped down, feeling herself unfit for the position. She was able to manage the clan with little complications, even keeping most of her relations with other clans quite well despite the peace treaty between them being…less than enforced. Things were a bit tense between them. However, The Clan Wars that happened so long ago would soon be reignited by a horrible mistake…

You see, Diamona had very little complications, but she still had issues and problems. Specifically, her greed and paranoia. The Yagyu were known assassins and thieves, raised to favor gold and riches over all else. Wealth was everything and anything to the clan. However, none favored riches more than Diamona.

Her closest guards one day came to her with news. Little did she know though that this very information would flip her world around on its crowned head. The news? The Bride of Constant Vigil was planning something against her, something that involved her riches. Still much younger than the other Brides and far less wise at the time, she considered her options. But the most pleasing one came to her quickly.

Thus, she sent her apprentice, Mithral, to get rid of Vigil’s most precious thing. Her son. The apprentice, however, could not stomach this, for the Bride’s son was still a child and Mithral herself on the edge of adulthood. So, instead, she tricked him into venturing out, knocked him unconscious, and flew him far away enough that he would not be able to return easily. To a place called…Downunda, she would tell her bride later, reasoning that she followed her orders.

This was not what the Bride wanted though. She wanted Vigil to suffer for plotting against her and her clan! However, news reached quickly and, as it turns out, this still was impactful. Vigil became furious but blamed Reach instead of Diamona. As it turns out, Reach blamed Storm for theft of one of her written down visions, which Storm denied but blamed Vigil for it. As it turns out, Diamona’s command caused the treaty to break and war to begin once more with Diamona right in the center of it. The three attempted to get her on their side, each with riches of some kind.

Fo once in her life, she denied them every single time. She could not be bought. The riches she once desired and obsessed over now brought her pain and discomfort to look upon. What had she done? She didn’t mean for war, she didn’t mean to cause any of this. Diamona stewed away for days, alone until her apprentice finally broke that self-confinement. Mithral asked what she was going to do.

So she did the only thing she could do. Diamona told Mithral she would step-down, leave her people to pick someone more befitting. She wasn’t fit to rule and that was blatantly clear to her now. Her behavior had been horrible and inexcusable, clouded by her paranoia and greed.

However, she gave Mithral one more command as her bride. Find Vigil’s son, find the missing prophecy, and bring them both back to fix the mistake she can’t. She doesn’t deserve their forgiveness, not now and probably not ever. Mithral agreed and helped her leave without a trace, heading off herself after aiding her Bride one last time.

Present day, she resides deep within the caverns of the mountain areas, guiding any lost residents from the shadows who wander too deep. She lives alone, self-exiled until she can believe she deserves any chance at redemption. Her guilt eats at her, though Diamona is a bit surprised by how satisfied she is without all of her once precious treasures.

However, what she never realized was that her sudden vanishing made the other Brides believe that the same person who made Vigil’s son vanish made The Bride of Rich Nights vanish as well. This only made the fighting worse. Mithral is still searching as well, doing her absolute best to fulfill her Bride’s final order. Perhaps though…she may just stumble upon her goal soon enough. With help from the freedom fighters…or perhaps from a certain detective agency? That’s a story for another time though, isn’t it?

I am staring with great intrigue!!! :] accounting for her history as a security guard as well, that sounds like it’ll work really well :]

I fear the shining sun May burn and scorch his beauty And if I was with my love I would do my duty.

Me and my darling ( @ftmultislacker !! ) have been cooking up INSANE yuri with these two so this is my hello to the fandom

Eddie no longer went for walks with them

I want Kiyo to be happy, so here. Take an AU where Korekiyo had a good sister.

Ah!! Absolutely amazing!!!

@enigma-imagines's spidersona! With some grizzly bears~

Just a comic featuring two of my ocs, Ace (Brunette) and Phoenix (Blonde)

Might do some more of these…

Extra \/

Reblog if you agree

Another example of why I love my mom…

So I was working on a test with my mom, who is great with nutrition and apparently drug studies as we’ve found. Eventually, we get to a question and my brain shut off completely for a good minute and a half. To quote her,

“What are anabolic steroids made from- Bull testicles.”

And the only thing I could reply with, after feeling all of my brain cells die within me for a moment, was “I really hope you’re not right.”

And guess what?

SHE. WAS. GODDAMN. RIGHT. ABOUT. IT.

Steroids are made from testicles apparently, being derived from testosterone found in- as my mom puts it- “the testies.”

So hey how are you guys doing?

If I may:

Ahkmenrah: “This is Isis, and this one is Cleo, and this one is Rah- oh, and this is Kim, Khloe, and Kylie-“

Larry, drowning in a pile of cats: “WHERE DID YOU EVEN GET ALL OF THEM?!”

In the Ahk-centric natm that lives in my head Ahk has so many cats