And together we’re gonna run around, Todd, we’re gonna… do all kinds of wonderful things, Todd. Just you and me, Todd. The outside world is our enemy, Todd… we’re the only…. friends we’ve got, Todd! It’s just Dirk and Todd. Dirk and Todd and their adventures, Todd… DIRK AND TODD FOREVER AND FOREVER A HUNDRED YEARS Dirk and Todd… some…things… Me and Dirk and Todd runnin’ around and… Dirk and Todd time… a-all day long forever… all a-a hundred days Dirk and Todd! Forever a hundred times… OVER and over Dirk and Todd… adventures dot com… WWW dot at Dirk and Todd dot com w-w-w… Dirk and Todd adventures… ah-hundred years… every minute Dirk and Todd dot com… w-w-w a hundred times… Dirk and Todd dot com…“
Sodalite’s gem is blue, angular and smooth like his eyes, sprinkled with flecks of white that look like tiny stars against the navy depths within. It glimmers in the sunlight between curtains of silver bangs and Carnelian’s breath catches in his throat.
Sodalite’s gem is beautiful, just as beautiful as the day Carnelian first met the other gem, after he crashed into Earth in a stolen Kindergarten ship.
“Well?” came Sodalite’s grumble. Carnelian glanced down at his best friend and bit his bottom lip to keep himself from laughing aloud at the pout on Sodalite’s elegant face.
“It looks fine to me, Sodalite,” Carnelian answered honestly.
“It doesn’t feel fine.”
Carnelian tilted his head to the side. “What do you mean? You don’t think it’s shat-”
“No!” Sodalite rushed to say. “No, of course not. It’s not like Red Beryl would do us that much damage. She still wants to teach us stuff, after all. But…”
Sodalite shrugged moodily and some of his bangs slipped over his gem. “I dunno. ‘S weird.”
Carnelian hummed thoughtfully. He ran the tips of his rust-colored fingers over the azure gem and felt warmth swell in his chest as he watched it start to shine. Shocks of light broke across Sodalite’s pale blue skin like lightning, setting his whole body aglow.
Carnelian would never get tired of seeing that; Sodalite’s powers were amazing and incredible, and he loved feeling that power flicker through his limbs whenever they joined to become Agate.
“Y’know, Sodalite,” he began and the taller gem’s gaze flickered to his face. “Maybe it feels weird because we used up a lot of energy when we were Agate. That was the most power we’ve ever used.”
Sodalite looked away, but not before Carnelian spotted the blue blush spreading across sharp cheeks.
“I guess it could be that,” Sodalite muttered. He kicked his legs against the rock he was sitting on and Carnelian almost missed Sodalite’s quiet next words- “That was the longest we’ve ever been fused, too.”
Carnelian swallowed thickly. His ears burned and something was twisting and turning inside his chest.
He thought about earlier that day, when he and Sodalite had fused for training on Red Beryl’s insistence. The rush of energy that came from becoming one gem out of two, the joy of being as close to Sodalite as he could ever be-
It was addicting. He hadn’t wanted it to end, to turn back to being a lonely, helpless carnelian. He wanted to bask in Sodalite’s life force forever and never be alone ever again.
So they’d fought Red Beryl as Agate. She forced them to unfuse- she was still stronger than them even with their powers pooled into a single source- and they’d been nearly delirious afterwards. Fighting, thinking, moving…all of that took so much concentration because he and Sodalite had to be in total agreement with how their body should move.
That had never really been an issue, though. Sodalite knew Carnelian better than Carnelian knew himself by now. Two hundred years was a long time to spend with each other but those two hundred years were the best in Carnelian’s entire existence.
“I’m kind of sad,” Carnelian admitted, letting his hand fall from Sodalite’s forehead and stepping away.
Sodalite frowned at him. He almost looked disappointed that Carnelian had let go of him when he asked, “What are you talking about?
“I mean.” Carnelian dug the tip of his shoe into the sand. Waves crashed against the shore and seagulls called overhead.
He took a deep breath to fight down the butterflies in his stomach. “I mean, I was happy. Being with you, as Agate. I like being fused with you. It makes me feel…whole, somehow. I didn’t want us to separate.”
Sodalite made a choking sound. Carnelian lifted his head just in time to see Sodalite flush a deep, rich blue. His eyes darted everywhere but towards Carnelian and his nails scraped against the rock.
“D-Don’t say stuff like that! Seriously, how can you even admit something so- so-”
Carnelian doesn’t bother to fight the grin spreading across his lips. “So, what? Are you embarrassed, Sodalite, because you feel the same way? Hmmmm?”
“Shut up!” Sodalite snapped. “You already know the answer to that, dummy!”
Carnelian laughed freely, happily. He did know the answer. Agate had revealed as much Sodalite’s feelings as Carnelian’s when he had refused to split up.
“I’m glad,” Carnelian gasped and Sodalite’s thin eyebrows shot upwards. “I’m glad you agree with me, Sodalite.”
His best friend turned even darker, which Carnelian didn’t think was possible.
Sodalite stared down at the sand. “’Course I do. I-I don’t want to separate, either. But because of that….we probably shouldn’t fuse for a while.”
The air vanished from Carnelian’s lungs. “W-What? Why?!”
“You heard Red Beryl, it’s dangerous! We might never unfuse again!”
“Red Beryl doesn’t know everything!”
Sodalite’s tone made Carnelian’s words die in his mouth.
“We- we can’t,” Sodalite said and his voice shook. “We just. We can’t. I’m not saying it’s forever, but for right now it’s just not good for us.”
Sodalite’s eyes were pleading with him to understand, and Carnelian did. Really. But that didn’t mean he was happy with it.
“There are tons of other ways of staying together,” Sodalite cut him off. He slowly reached out, curling long fingers around Carnelian’s red-tinted one. “We’ve been together for two hundred years, right?”
Carnelian’s mind flashed through two hundred years of bursting laughter, soft silver locks and beautiful, pure blue eyes and skin and gems-
“Yeah,” Carnelian said roughly, struggling to speak around the lump in his throat. He tightened his grip on Sodalite’s hand until his knuckles turned white. He can feel his own gem pulsing where it touched Sodalite’s cool skin.
Fusion wasn’t the answer. Not right now. But that was okay, as long as he and Sodalite stayed together in the end. That was all that mattered.
I've always been curious but I've never really asked anyone, how did you feel when you found your art style?
((how did i feel huh? well i dont really know tbh i feel like im still searching for it you know? my style is still developing as i draw. i dont really get this type of question a lot so its a bit difficult for me to answer. i mean i thought it was simple and cute so i went with it))
3 for theon! not that it would take much thought to figure out who was the one babbling disnkdna
“LELIANA, for the seventh damn time, we did not kill you, we left you with a dusty gift after your little religious moral rebellion, so you would stand your ass back up and get the out there without being the annoyance you are. You know that, I know that, stop twisting things for your devout bullsh-”
“The ‘Hero’ of Ferelden… I swear I can almost hear his cruel voice”
“YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME”
His facial expression when someone is babbling nonsense
Resurrection is a sensitive topic to Theon specially when brought up like that. Leliana explain the fact she shows up in the other games even if you kill her in DAO by saying the Maker will revived her. Since I use an universe that resurrection is a way more complex deal, this is quite a story.