Jade 🍓🌙❤️ | writing Clover's Bloom on AO3

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Caught the Messier 15 Star Cluster and the Dumbbell Nebula tonight :3

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Omega Nebula 🌌

First time actually taking a deep space photo :3

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I caught the sun before it fully set today :3

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Teto :-)

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so coooool !!!!!

👁️ MODEL ART REVEAL 🪽

A STRANGE CREATURE EMERGES.....⚠️

I can finally reveal my new Seraphim Sea Bunny Model and its three stages, drawn by the amazing @/Neyptvne 💜

Look out for more announcements regarding my re-debut >:3c

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now

Oh....whats happening? 👁️

Expect a L2D Model reveal very soon 🪽

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i have continued arima a little at work :3

Clover's Bloom - Chapter 32: Broken Wings. Lani awakens, injured and disoriented. Deep below the earth, something begins to stir.

On snow-white wings, she soared over endless fields of flowers, basking in the beauty of life. Everywhere she looked, she could only see hope. The sun stood majestically far above the horizon, its rays breaking into all the colors of the rainbow as they shone onto her feathers. She felt at peace, assured that the world below her would forever be graced by this light. By the next flap of her wings, the light had gone out. Blood red skies loomed above, threatening to crash down to the ground. The air felt oppressive and thick, as though it had become a being of its own, and it wished to smother and asphyxiate every living being inhaling it. No matter how hard she tried, she could no longer soar above it all. Her wings surrendered to the pressure, and she plummeted, falling deep down into the dirt below. The flowers around her had withered. Fires as dark as the night had eaten up the sun, erased it from the sky. Rainfall began to set in, but it refused to quench the flames, only serving to fuel them further. She felt the drops of false water burrowing into her flesh, corroding it from within. She wished to scream, but there was no air. A flock of birds descended upon her, eyes melting out of their skulls. Black tar dripped down from their feathers and seeped into the ground underneath them. As they drew closer, every feeling inside of her, every last thought was replaced with fear. And as they began tearing her limb from limb, she finally woke up.

“We’ll have to tell the rector, though,” she said. “You have to notify her if you’re going to stay at the academy during breaks.” “Oh yeah, right,” nodded Lupe. “I could just go upstairs real quick, and see if she or Miss Carnell is there right now!” Raelynn softly placed the palm of his hand against her cheek. “Awww, you would run all the way up the tower for me?” she sighed, infatuated. “O-of course!” sputtered Lupe. “Your legs surely need some rest after wandering the gardens all day today.” With a smile as sweet as honey, she kissed his palm, and then took both of his hands by the wrists. “Thank you, wolfie. I’ll go and tell Aoi and Beau that we’ll be staying, then.” And after a moment of hesitation, she added: “Who knows, maybe we’ll even have the dorm room to ourselves for the week..” She could immediately feel Lupe’s heart rate shoot through the roof at the mere suggestion. “Y-yeah!” he gulped. “That would be! Nice! I’ll, uh, get going now! I love you! See you in a bit!” “I love you, too,” giggled Raelynn, and sent him on his way.

In the deep, dark depths, within the walls of an inverse castle, six shadows slowly began to grow impatient. “Argh, Sloth cannot take this anymore!” groaned the smallest one. “Sloth will succumb to her hunger, and she is going to let Mother know it was all your fault!” “Patience, Sloth,” spoke the well-mannered shadow. “Our food supplies are running low, so we must carefully ration whatever we have left. We must endure.” Sloth sighed, and hit her head against the table. “That’s easy for you to say, Lust!” she complained. “Sloth’s a growing girl! Sloth has to eat! Can’t we just eat those Nightingales that Mother told us to stash away? Or at least one of them, hm?” “Y’know what, I agree with you, Sloth,” said the rebellious shadow. “What’s the point of that, anyway? Seems kinda dumb to keep them down there just to rot.” The fierce shadow raised her voice. “You would dare to question Mother’s intentions?” she hissed. “They’re not food, they still have a purpose to serve. You don’t want to anger her again, do you, Greed?” Greed rose up in anger. “Wrath, you still have a long way ahead of you to be mommy’s favorite,” he smirked. “You really shouldn’t act so high and mighty all the time, you know?”

💮🌊 CLOVER'S BLOOM ☁️🔥

CHAPTER 32: "BROKEN WINGS"

OUT NOW ON AO3 👇👇👇👇

archiveofourown.org/works/559687...

Clover's Bloom - Chapter 32: Broken Wings. Lani awakens, injured and disoriented. Deep below the earth, something begins to stir.

On snow-white wings, she soared over endless fields of flowers, basking in the beauty of life. Everywhere she looked, she could only see hope. The sun stood majestically far above the horizon, its rays breaking into all the colors of the rainbow as they shone onto her feathers. She felt at peace, assured that the world below her would forever be graced by this light. By the next flap of her wings, the light had gone out. Blood red skies loomed above, threatening to crash down to the ground. The air felt oppressive and thick, as though it had become a being of its own, and it wished to smother and asphyxiate every living being inhaling it. No matter how hard she tried, she could no longer soar above it all. Her wings surrendered to the pressure, and she plummeted, falling deep down into the dirt below. The flowers around her had withered. Fires as dark as the night had eaten up the sun, erased it from the sky. Rainfall began to set in, but it refused to quench the flames, only serving to fuel them further. She felt the drops of false water burrowing into her flesh, corroding it from within. She wished to scream, but there was no air. A flock of birds descended upon her, eyes melting out of their skulls. Black tar dripped down from their feathers and seeped into the ground underneath them. As they drew closer, every feeling inside of her, every last thought was replaced with fear. And as they began tearing her limb from limb, she finally woke up.

“We’ll have to tell the rector, though,” she said. “You have to notify her if you’re going to stay at the academy during breaks.” “Oh yeah, right,” nodded Lupe. “I could just go upstairs real quick, and see if she or Miss Carnell is there right now!” Raelynn softly placed the palm of his hand against her cheek. “Awww, you would run all the way up the tower for me?” she sighed, infatuated. “O-of course!” sputtered Lupe. “Your legs surely need some rest after wandering the gardens all day today.” With a smile as sweet as honey, she kissed his palm, and then took both of his hands by the wrists. “Thank you, wolfie. I’ll go and tell Aoi and Beau that we’ll be staying, then.” And after a moment of hesitation, she added: “Who knows, maybe we’ll even have the dorm room to ourselves for the week..” She could immediately feel Lupe’s heart rate shoot through the roof at the mere suggestion. “Y-yeah!” he gulped. “That would be! Nice! I’ll, uh, get going now! I love you! See you in a bit!” “I love you, too,” giggled Raelynn, and sent him on his way.

In the deep, dark depths, within the walls of an inverse castle, six shadows slowly began to grow impatient. “Argh, Sloth cannot take this anymore!” groaned the smallest one. “Sloth will succumb to her hunger, and she is going to let Mother know it was all your fault!” “Patience, Sloth,” spoke the well-mannered shadow. “Our food supplies are running low, so we must carefully ration whatever we have left. We must endure.” Sloth sighed, and hit her head against the table. “That’s easy for you to say, Lust!” she complained. “Sloth’s a growing girl! Sloth has to eat! Can’t we just eat those Nightingales that Mother told us to stash away? Or at least one of them, hm?” “Y’know what, I agree with you, Sloth,” said the rebellious shadow. “What’s the point of that, anyway? Seems kinda dumb to keep them down there just to rot.” The fierce shadow raised her voice. “You would dare to question Mother’s intentions?” she hissed. “They’re not food, they still have a purpose to serve. You don’t want to anger her again, do you, Greed?” Greed rose up in anger. “Wrath, you still have a long way ahead of you to be mommy’s favorite,” he smirked. “You really shouldn’t act so high and mighty all the time, you know?”

💮🌊 CLOVER'S BLOOM ☁️🔥

CHAPTER 32: "BROKEN WINGS"

OUT NOW ON AO3 👇👇👇👇

archiveofourown.org/works/559687...

Drawing Arima from Re:Visceral, my story

big fan of that trope where one character is more powerful than everyone else (that we know of) but unaware of the full scope of their powers, loses control and then grows afraid of ever using their powers again

white-black rose, winter-blossom

Hell Yeah!!!! green!!!!!

ohhhhh!!!! very unique and interesting picks!!! I don't think I've seen Joghurt Rhabarber before at all actually

Been raiding tombs and freezing butlers

white-black rose, winter-blossom

"they're all queer!" fork found in kitchen

all these are "one-and-done" standalone stories, except for veritas

project nobody:
in the old west, an outlaw and bounty hunter called Nobody is caught & tasked with eliminating someone by the president. once she finds out her target is the president's unlawful daughter, however, she begins to change her mind as a conspiracy unfolds

project cyber(?):
in a cyberpunk setting, a war between two gangs unfolds. caught in the middle are a young woman and the rival gang's leader, who begin to bond as they come to realize that this conflict is much larger than their two groups

project spire:
in an ever-collapsing dark fantasy world, a seemingly endless spiral staircase suddenly opens up into the depths of the planet. a group of misfits comes together to make their descent, all with different motivations. horror and tragedy ensue

project veritas:
a young woman's girlfriend dies & her soul is placed into a talking red raven. they go fight god in an attempt to reclaim her original body somehow & the protagonist comes to learn she is actually a half-angel. the four riders of the apocalypse are also here

its so funny i still have several other writing projects that ive put on ice to focus on clovers bloom. itll take me years to get to those at this point