millenium light


How beautiful is this scene?? The slanted perspective, the lighting and how it reflects off the (very luxurious but totally tattered) cloak, the arms and overall body language.

Seriously. why did they cut this. Hah… So now I’m doing quick study sketches based on gifs because I love drawing based on something that moves slightly. Helps with the perfectionism.

Also, that cloak. That’s some classic greek statues drapery going on. Cloaks don’t just fall like that. Does Kylo Ren arrange the thing with the Force for maximum effect? 

Tsuna is not completely human AU.

The idea of this fanfic belongs to Metronomeihear, hope you like it ;-)

It has been five years since the wedding.

That day had been the most joyful day for her, for it had been the day she finally married the man she loved so much.

It’s been five years… and no child  has come to them.

Then she, scared that something must be wrong with her, did something that was forbidden by the laws of the village… she went into the woods when her husband was away at work and looked for the old warlock that lived there. She needed answers, but if she went with the village healer along side her husband and her fears turned to be real then… then her husband… her beloved… would leave her for sure… no man wanted a barren woman after all.  

Deep into the woods, where the light was dim and the trees centuries old, there was a small shack, the wildness surrounding it making it look like a part of the woods instead of the small speck of civilization that it was.

She took a deep breath and gathered all the courage she could, her delicate hands where shaking while she clasped them together, her long chestnut hair waving with the cold wind that smelled of moss and humidity. Her big, doe eyes filled with determination, she walked to the small shack’s door and before she even knocked a voice, clear yet raspy… ancient… called from the other side.

- It is open, dearie. I do not lock my door. –

She halted for a second, her conscience questioning her choices.

Was this really a good idea? Is she willing to risk her name and her husband’s trust just for this answer?


“I cannot back down now. I need this. I must do this.”

She clarify herself while hugging her abdomen with longing.

She opened the door.

What she found was an old man, small and hunched, his hair limited to a wild red mohawk, his eyes covered by a black blindfold, his clothes just a dirty greenish cloak that he kept in place with the help of collars made out of bird’s bones, some claws and suspicios beads, and even tho his eyes were covered and he must certainly be blind, she could feel his eyes on her.

- You poor child… – he said in a tone that could belong only to a grandparent – Please, have a seat. -

He pointed to a chair infront of his own seat, just across the table, she was pretty sure that chair was not there a blink before, she took the seat anyways.

- My name is Talbot. – he presented himself – How may I call you, child? –

- Nana. – she responded with out hesitation.

- Nana… You already know the answer to your fears, child. –

Her eyes filled with tears at the words of the ancient man, but she did not shed them.

- If you know that then you must already know my request too. – she said, her voice trembling, her eyes stinging, her heart bleeding.

- Are you really willing to go that far? – he asked with concern.

- Yes. – she said, one painful tear finding its way out of the corner of Nana’s left eye, her voice gaining heaviness.

- You are letting the pain take over. – Talbot said.

- Please… - Nana closed her eyes, her strength leaving her, the tears falling, her voice breaking, but the hope still clutching to her heart – Please… I don’t want to lose him too… please tell me…

The old warlock sighed in defeat.

- You have to go deeper into the woods, where the trees are milleniums old, and the light fears to shine. – instructed Talbot – The night must reign and the moon must be full, you have to go alone. –

- What will I find there? – Nana asked with decision, her tears stopping.

- The ruler of this forest. – Talbot answered.

_____________________________________________________________ Nana did as Talbot instructed. 

Having put some sleeping herbs in her husband’s dinner and assuring that the man would stay in bed all night, Nana took off from her home and roamed deep into the woods. The light of the full moon becoming thinner and thinner with every step she took until it became a traslucent curtain of grey and fog.

“Deeper… I must go deeper.” she chanted within her mind.

She walked and walked, even after the moon passed its highest point, even when she felt her feet start to bleed, even when her eyelids started to fall from tiredness… she kept walking, her burning wish keeping her from relinquishing.

And then she heard it.

Human. -

The voice was low and with contained disgust, the tone more like a growl. Nana turned her body to the direction the voice came from and she saw it.

*Gasp* - Nana almost screamed in terror, her pupils shrinking with fear.

Before her stood a giant wolf, bigger than a two storage house, it’s wild, messy fur as gold as the sun rays, it’s eyes (sharp, cold and wise) were an orange ambar as brilliant as liquid gold.

Why have you come here, to the realm of the gods? – it spoke, voice low and accompanied by growls. It ears moved back and orange eyes flashed.

The woman grimaced, fear flashing in her brown eyes. But she looked determined and lowered her head.

- Please… - Nana started, her fear making her voice hoarse – Great God of the wolves, ruler of the forest, hear my plea. I have… found myself barren, but I wish to have a child with my husband… I am desperate… Please, great spirit…

The woman laid both her hands over her stomach, her shoulders hunched, curling inwards upon herself. She was in pain, but not physical kind, no, this was the kind of pain that made the soul break and the heart bleed.

The wolf god laughed, tossing its head back.

You would come to the realm of the Gods just to ask for an offspring? - It grinned.

It’s smile all fangs and morbid amusement.

The shaking woman nodded.

- Please… - she pleaded in a whisper.

The wolf watched the female human, judging her for her worth, looking inside of her heart… her soul.

Go back to your man. – the grand Wolf God told her, Nana rose her head and looked into blazing eyes – Seduce him, make him lay down with you, make him love you… - tears of happiness started to clouded Nana’s eyes with every word the grand God spoke to her – I shall grant your wish. –

Nana’s her knees gave up due to relief making her kneel in all four, her happy tears falling like waterfalls from her eyes.

- Thank you… thank you… thank you…

But be warned… - the God continued it’s speech – The child shall be yours but a part of it shall always belong to me… to the forest and all its inhabitants… -

She did not care about the God’s words in that instant. Her happiness and relief filling her, clouding her better judgement.

She just answered…

- Yes. –_____________________________________________________________

Tsunayoshi is Iemitsu’s biggest pride, Nana’s biggest joy… their baby boy.

His big bright gold-brown eyes full of innocence, his fluffy and messy chestnut hair a wild explocion of vitality, his laughter a beautiful melody that lighted a cloudy day and made those near him feel at peace.

Tsunayoshi was born exactly ten months after Nana’s encounter with the ruler of the forest, but it wasn’t until her baby boy reached four years old that the woman remembered the warning of the Wolf God.

The first one that appeared was a fox, it’s fur a lovely silver shade with white tips over the tail and paws, it’s eyes a breath taking green. The fox could only be seen when little Tsuna was outside playing near the woods, the fox jumping around him, as if dancing with the child.

The second one appeared when Tsuna was five. It was a young wolf, thin and playful, it’s fur short, dark brown colored, it’s light brown eyes were full curiousness. Apparently the brown wolf liked to annoy the silver fox, Tsuna says is just a game that Takeshi (the brown wolf) likes to play with Hayato (the silver fox).

Then they kept coming, a black young wolf with steel grey eyes that usually had a fluffy, yellow skylark on it’s head, a large crow with one eye blue and the other red, the newest member was a kinda chubby fawn that follows Tsuna (now ten years old) around like a lost puppy.

Tsuna also has human friends, the lively Sasagawa siblings, that Kurokawa girl with her head well put over her shoulders and there’s also the Miura’s girl always holding Tsuna’s arm. But Nana would never take Tsuna away from the woods, the child played there as much as a bird has to fly, it was his second home and the safest place the boy would ever be, he is after all part of the forest and the forest is part of him, the blazing orange ambar that claimed her child eyes in the full moon nights a prove of his heritage, and Nana would never change any of that.