☽ desirée blooms ✧ luminous rose ☾
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Tears drifting off the sides of her cheeks in the form of fluttering pastel stardust scattering into the surrounding wind, Desirée's eyes simply could not bear the sight of her Ace's emotions switching from ignorant bliss to the painful all-knowing of what had unfolded in the cosmos. She was always one to want to bear the pain of those she surrounded herself with because by doing so, she didn't have to experience the empathetic sadness of those emotions not painted by a smile. Looking toward the ground and feeling her cheeks become warm, she felt the whirlwind of both embarrassment and sorrow in full effect, attempting to hold it in for longer to no avail. Once the shimmering tears of holy light began to scatter from her multi-colored optics, swirled in the colors of blue and violet, there was no stopping the grand exhibit of misfortune. Or so she thought; after listening to Lyra's sentimental remarks of comfort, she felt the presence of the crystalline mage draw closer, ascending the throne of Luminous Rose to throw her arms around the weeping Guildmistress in hopes to further extend her attempt to lull the light that would continue to leak upwards, only slightly subdued.
"I'm going to miss her more than I can ever explain, ✧" the slayer of the holy rose would softly speak to Lyra softly, burying her forehead into the neck in a soft embrace,
"..but I can't let these emotions hold me back any longer. I have to compose myself for my appearance at White Diamond's celebration, and luckily, crystalline beings have an affinity for gemstone alcohols- I want to get absolutely shitfaced ☾."Desirée would let out a smile, raising her left hand in the air to instantly manifest that of a shimmering white handkerchief- meeting her resonating stardust tears that had gathered under her eyes, a singular droplet would fall out into the luminous cloth and would mark the subsidization of her optical drainage. Having let Lyra hold her, even in the form of a simple hug, was somehow able to bring her sadness to a minimum. She felt as though her mind had no credit in that process, which was quite incorrect, but a lot of it had to do with not receiving a single hug from anyone in the crystal realm during her period of mourning. The crystal queen was not one to ask for affection like that, as she saw it as being rather bashful and needy, unlike the graceful and self-sufficient persona she liked to put on for the world. But something about Lyra was different than the rest. It was almost as if she had the ability to read the mind of her guildmistress when she was in need, and though she thought it was rather strange at first, it clicked for her in the past that Lyra was simply a person that always did what was right in her eyes, even if it extended into what some would view to be eccentric between a royal and non-royal. Everything about Lyra was admirable in Desirée's fluctuating eyes, now resting in the color of a pink-lavender hybrid, and the respect she had for the aurora demon slayer transcended that even of some of her fellow queens of the holy crystalline court. She hoped above else that she would not be able to tarnish this mutual feeling of respect, especially if she were to muster up the courage to confess the strong feelings she had been forming for her fellow crystalline demon slayer in the passing months prior.
Raising her pink vaporizer to her lips as she would listen to Lyra express her worry about not owning any dresses 'pretty' enough for the grand party in the cosmos, Desirée would pick up her crystalline pink fox and place her in her lap, something that would cause her to bio-luminescents to perk up and join the cuddle pile.
"Desi-poo has tons of dresses in her big walk-in closet up in Chrysalis, they are so pwetty and sparkly~!" Lumi, better known as Kiwi of the two bio-luminescents would exclaim to the Ace in joy, turning to face the Queen in his holy green glow,
"..can I wear a tiny sparkly dress too, Desi-poo? I want to matchy-match with you, and Luna, and Lyra too~! Oh, Lyra can totally wear one of your black dresses you got as a gift from Black Diamond when you defeated that big hellfire shade worm~!""I wouldn't mind at all, ✧" the guildmistress would softly speak to her companion, gracefully drifting upwards to stain frontont of the throne's plush seat,
".. I can help you get ready in my chambers upon the Goddess' Ascent, and you are more than welcome to my wardrobe. Oh, and Lyra- if anyone at the party expresses confusion or anger due to your presence, please let me know- the last human to visit Chrysalis was myself before I ascended into crystaldom, but that is no excuse for disrespecting a friend of the Queen. Though, they may not have a chance to during the procession. ☾" Raising her hand outward, seemingly collecting light in the form of ethereal dewdrops that rested in the rose fields within the outlying fields surrounding some of the statues of the Luminous Rose guild members, the light droplets would seem to pull toward Desirée and collect within the crystalline rings that rested on almost all of her fingers. This would cause a chain reaction of magic; first would appear a singular rotating magical circle of a pastel pink color to span across the floor under the party, then one above, when suddenly they would morph into a solidified crystalline formation. Though, if Lyra would look closely it would seem to be shifting within the states of matter, despite staying in place. Brilliant fluctuating light of pink and white, these magical properties would waver around the guildmistress' hand before shooting outward into a sphere around the five, encompassing them in a shell-like bubble of the material that was once unfolding only above and below them. Insiof the bubble would scatter fragmentals of light, stardust-infused, accompanied by rose quartz and white diamond crystals that would magically pass through each of their bodies on contact, and similar pink petals of rose and sakura. It was a mythical marvel of ethereal energies, and if the perception of her Ace was high enough focusing on the shell of fluctuating crystal, she would be able to see that through the semi-transparent shell what surrounded them was not the Grand Hall of Legends that they rested in before but that of cosmic and interstellar energies wavering around in the form of an endless pink galaxy of wispy rose-colored galaxies and white stars. While this feat was difficult for Desirée to explain, as none of the diamonds knew how it was even possible, she was using one of her elusive gemstone abilities to tear into the fabric of reality to plummet across the cosmos upward even faster than the speed of light inside of a holy shell of divinity, via an outward manifestation of her forehead gem, which would allow the five to appear within her chambers in Chrysalis in a matter of seconds.
The holy shell of light and crystal would suddenly burst around them, scattering outward into the surrounding air to reveal a similar setting to that of the Stronghold of Roses, though it would seem to be entirely foreign. Tapestries would line the walls adorned in a rainbow-colored sigil, which would seem to depict a pink-colored crown of crystalline surrounded by twelve gem-shaped stars, one for each color of the rainbow, and then some. The room was almost double the size of the Grand Hall of Legends, and was now in the shape of a circle, spanning outward from a giant bed in the middle with the same shape. Around the bed would flutter transparent pink and white drapes, gracefully sparkling and moving in the wind that would course inside from one of the open stained-glass windows of the exterior, and if Lyra were to look closely, these drapes would seem to be made entirely of light and crystalline, just as the hanging beads, light fixtures, and almost everything else in the room. The outlier to this would be none other than the cute and bubbly trinkets that would rest upon various surfaces, including Earthland-native floral life and multi-colored knick-knacks one could find all over Ishgar. While this would look similar to Desirée's personal room in Luminous Rose, not including some other-worldly flare such as levitating constructs of ethereality and quite the collection of 'hieroglyphics' in an unknown symbol-like language, if Lyra were to look out of one of the many giant windows that lined the east side of the room, what would be on the outside would appear as anything but Earthland-like.
"We've made it to the Goddess' Ascent, the home of Chrysalis' royal court of diamonds, ✧" Desirée would smile toward Lyra, setting down her crystalline wolf that was previously in her arms to wander on her own,
"..come, look out the window with me~. ☾"Outside of the windows would stretch a series of floating islands that would seem to drift far above the clouds, and unlike the world that was far below even the surface that was under those clouds, Earthland, the sky would be a magnificent pink color rather than blue- but the dazzling gem to the skies was not the color, but the giant wispy trees of pink and white that would spiral upward into the cosmos, almost as big as entire cities in Ishgar. This was none other than the country of the Goddess' Ascent in Chrysalis, the place where the crystal goddess ascended into a matterless form of the cosmos, and her magical existence would still continue to prosper upon the horizon. Just in sight of the window, almost thirty levels below, a giant party would seem to be ensuing accompanied by fireworks of all the colors of the rainbow. Nearly all of the crowd would seem to be wearing black colors, in mourning for their fallen retired queen, and they would seem to be dancing and socializing surrounded by a circle of twelve thrones- in the center of the circle would be a giant statue of white crystal, depicting Diamandis Stellune in her prime, and though she would appear as a tiny dot on the horizon, a woman with dark-colored hair would seem to be crouched at the foot of the statue weeping inconsolably. Only five of the twelve thrones would seem to be occupied, though with the clearing of the crowd making a path toward one and a blue-haired woman ascending one of the empty thrones, another would be filled by yet another prominent figure of Chrysalis, being one of the Blue Diamonds.
Leaning on the edge of the small curve of the opened window's balcony, which would look to be entwined in pink and white roses and their respective vines, Desirée would rest just behind a hanging veil of whispy starlight. This would serve no purpose other than secluding herself from the outside world of Chrysalis while in her chambers; there was not a single crystalline being unable to take flight, making hiding within tall constructs nearly impossible. There was not a single law forbidding flying within the outlying edges of the grand castle of the Goddess' Ascent, home to all of the reigning Diamonds and their most elite of forces, meaning that the council of queens had to take precautions relating to keeping the rather obsessive citizens of Chrysalis at bay. This was done with simple refractive light curtains in every window, accompanied by an elite yet secretive squadron of multi-colored agates making the rounds at all times, making anyone on the other side of the wavering stardust whisps unable to see inside. The squadron of agates, commanded by the blue diamond that had just graced her throne in the ceremony below, had the ability to rest within a state of pure invisibility, almost as if they had light curtains surrounding them at all angles.
"Every thirty minutes one of the eleven diamonds will ascend their throne through the crowd down there in order of their reign, with me as last- Diamandis Stellune's half-sister, a quartz by the name of Lunette White, is going to be taking to her throne in her place of her now deceased sister two before me," the reigning pink Queen of roses would speak to Lyra as her gaze would continue at the party down below, a small tear fluctuating off of her cheek as her composure would attempt to remain still,
"..it is a big controversy right now, as some of the diamonds and citizens do not feel it is just to allow a quartz within the Diamond Authority, but I wouldn't wish it to be any other way. She's poised and skilled in gem tech just as her sister was, I couldn't see a better person filling the gap Stellune left behind. ✧ Oh, and we now have three hours to get ready now- time flows differently here, with one hour in Earthland equaling three hours in Chrysalis. It's how I'm able to keep up in the lands below, coming here during normal sleeping hours." Desirée was trying her absolute hardest to put on her bubbly, carefree persona that she was ever so used to playing, though all she could feel inside was something of an ever-spiraling black pit in her stomach, being that of intense anxieties and sadness for the one that she had lost. The thought of embarrassing herself in front of her people was greatly overwhelming for the otherworldly queen, even if she would not be the only one that would potentially be doing so. After all, in birds-eye view the diamond of black lay cradled at the feet of the statue depicting Diamandis Stellune amassing a pool of the brightest black tears of stardust one could ever see; it was to be expected, after all, as it was known that the two had been married for close to a thousand years. To think that their final goodbye was a moment that they both did not see as ever occurring, being part of an immortal race of holy elemental constructs.. it made the rose demon slayer feel utterly, empathetically terrible. The last death of a crystalline being of Chrysalis way back tens of hundreds of centuries ago, interwoven deeply within the first multi-dimensional war, and though it would be a grand request, she wished to never witness or even hear of anything remotely similar ever again with her people. It was not as if 'death' was a sweet release for the beings of the crystalline realms, but was that of an endless spiral of suffering. The fate of a dark star, a crystalline being exposed to unfathomable wretched energies that seep into the construct of their gems and acquaint them with 'death', rested entirely within unholy darkness, so lost so that they become that of demons and monsters; they forget themselves entirely and are bound to their unholy marionette up until their physical body retracts into their gem, either by defeat or by exposure to their light, only to never come back out. Trapped in a state of ethereal unconscious until they reform into a monster yet again, using darkness to regenerate instead of light, they would continue to forget until they ascend into that of an evil, cosmic horror until the end of time. The one thing that could stop this would be a spell from hundreds of crystals, a binding spell of Chrysalis, which would encase the corrupted gem inside a bubble to never come out, stuck inside the endless stellar nightmare to never reform. An ancient spell, first cast by the Goddess of Chrysalis when she took a physical form during the war, it was almost unfathomable that Diamandis Stellune was now bound by it in order to never take a physical form again, now residing as an unholy lost soul in another plane of existence- and it was even more insane that her encased gem rested just above Desirée's statue in the Stronghold of Roses back on Earthland, guarded by an upwards of thirty rubies encased in invisibility cloaks at all times.
"☾ Now, do you wanna get to picking out your outfit? I can summon a stylist for hair and makeup too, only if you want, ✧" the guildmistress would speak a bit more bubbly toned than before, but not by much, turning her body from the window to begin taking delicate steps toward the center of the room where her bed rested. Slipping through the fluttering veils of fluctuating pink and white light with every few steps she would take, simply by raising her hand all of them would detach from the ceiling and burst into gem refractals, dissipating into the light that shone into the room. It was as if they never really existed in the room in the first place, being such an advanced form of magical ability- but that was the case with most things that resided and came from the realm of Chrysalis, as the otherworldly lands were home to eccentric laws of space that were abnormal to the mortal world. Gravity was something that only applied to things like water created by the fusion of holy light and melted gem structures, and the occasional plant. Other stellar objects had the ability of floating in place or even around like planets in the solar system, allowing entire countries to shift throughout the cosmic skies and end up across the world in the span of a year. It's what made the arts of flight so crucial in Chrysalis, and while some from Earthland may view this as strange, aerial endeavors made up a rather mundane way of life within the immortal lifelong cultures of crystalline beings as they never knew any other way. That was, other than the mortal-turned-crystalline, Desirée, though this change was nothing more than a sparkling dream she had finally been granted by fate.
Raising her hand outward whilst sitting on the edge of the circular bed, which looked to be completely decked out in plush blankets glowing in her signature colors, Desirée would appear to stare toward that of a giant set of double doors to the left of the window, lined leading into the interior of the castle. This would be none other than the big walk-in closet her bio-luminescent spoke of before the instant teleportation to Chrysalis, and with a few passing moments of focus and the fidgeting of her fingers, the doors would suddenly slam open to release a gentle breeze of sakura petals and waves of pink light into the chambers, and floating alongside them would be about twenty dresses of various styles, though all black in color. A few accessories for each would flutter outward with them as well, and though everything had a seemingly gem-like and light-based aesthetic, the actual styles of the dresses would vary so much that Lyra would be bound to find one that she would like. Smiling at the dresses, and the fact that she was with Lyra somewhere she had never brought anyone else from Earthland before, they would align themselves in a straight line in front of the two, if Lyra was to have followed Desirée to sit on the bed with her that is. While the dresses would span in front of the two, Lumi and Luna, the bio-luminescent companions of pink and green, would stare up at them in awe. Luna, the pink one, nicknamed Strawberry, would attempt to recreate one of the dresses toward the end of the line with her own light magic, but it would moreso look like she was wearing a tiny garbage bag made of light more than a mimic of the original version. It was a bit interesting for the guildmistress to look at the apparel sprawled out like this, despite being so familiar with picking out clothing when she wouldn't create it herself with her magic, but because almost all of the dresses of black were from the era in which she was the guildmistress of the traveling guild of artistry and exploration of Earthland, Crystal Swan.
"I wore this one at a blacklight party after one of my concerts in Desierto, I think it would look beautiful on you ♡," she would speak to Lyra before outlining the dress in question in a pink border with her magic, pulling a pillow from her bed to rest between her arms and her lap,
".. and this one was from when I formed the guild Crystal Swan almost five years ago ☾." Both of the dresses were just as similar as they were different, as they seemed to be made of the same material- solidified light and crystal, of course, in the color of black with shimmering galaxy-like structures that looked to be white stars in a black universe. Though, the party dress was much shorter than the gown that she had worn when she had formed the first guild that she was the guildmistress of.
"I'm gonna be the only boy at the party, and I'm gonna be in a dwess~," Lumi the bio-luminescent would exclaim as he would twiddle around the bed, still in awe of the dresses that were levitating like stars around the room,
"..Imma go look in my drawer for the dressy-dwess~! Strawberry, come wiff me!" The two bio-luminescents would flutter off into the closet that had released the clothing into the surrounding sky of the room, followed by Rose the gemstone wolf to ensure that chaos would not ensue. She was more of a peacekeeper between the two than anything, as they were still going through their enemies-to-lovers arc despite knowing each other for seven years.
"Are there any that are calling out to you? ✧ Since they are all made of light, I can adjust the makeup for them to be tighter or looser, ♡" the reigning gemstone queen would smile, facing Lyra on the bed while leaning over the pillow in her lap. However, marked by loud yet calming chime from the entrance to her chambers, which would be the largest door and archway on the walls, she would become briefly startled before recognizing the yellow light that would begin to pour through the cracks of the shut entrance. It would be none other than a request for entry from Diamandis Stellavera, Yellow Diamond, more often known to be the woman that raised Desirée when her real mother was under the influence of her father's possession up until she was an adult. Beginning to rest her hands on her cheeks while her elbows would continue to rest on the pillow in her lap, she would smile toward Lyra and would let out a small exclamation of an invitation of entry to the woman on the other side of the door, unreleasing of her loving gaze toward Lyra. While the doors would slowly open, allowing the presence of golden light and energies to leak more prominently into the pink room, a crystalline woman would slowly walk inside that Lyra may or may not have recognized from the Stronghold of Roses. She often used its warp as a destination for her interstellar travels, as she enjoyed visiting Earthland almost as much as Desirée and often wished to help Luminous Rose maintain its unique flair both with stylistic influences toward some of the decorum of the guild's territory and sparring with the occasional Luminous Rose guild member to grow them in strength, just as White Diamond did, but with tech instead of golden telescopes and constellation tomes. As she would walk inside, three golden celestial sheep would pour in and run up towards the bed in order to get affection from the pink-haired slayers which the guildmistress wouldn't hesitate to fulfill.
"Oh dear me, I'm sorry if I'm intruding on you and your guest. Hi, you must be Lyra Karant, Desirée has told me quite a bunch about you ✧," the yellow diamond would kindly approach the bedside and would raise out her hand toward Lyra, turning to face the reigning Queen after a potential shaking of hands,
"..I'll be quick, I just wanted to inform you that a large amount of energy has entered the top of Chrysalis and looks to be passing through. We are thinking it's a few meteors, which must be a good omen for the ongoing celebration of life. Just thought I should let you know, dear. Anyways, I'll be going now, I've got a throne to ascend upon! Byebye~! ☾" Since she entered the room, her sentences got quicker and quicker- she didn't want to intrude on anything, especially as Desirée had confided in her with many stories and feelings of just how she felt for the girl that sat on the bed with her. To her, it felt like a mother wandering into a room with her daughter and a suspiciously close friend- she was a bit overprotective even though she considered herself a 'cool mentor' and wanted to see for herself who her mentee was crushing on. It was rather bashful.
Sparkling into nothingness via teleportation outward, Diamandis Stellavera would take her sheep with her when she would warp out of the room into the hallways of the castle, even though they were enjoying the lovings they were getting from Desirée. Hell, she didn't even let the Queen get a word in after she was done talking- talk about embarrassing.
"Sorry for that, she's a mess, ✧" Desirée would smile at Lyra and would let out a chuckle, her cheeks appearing rather flushed with a soft pink hue and tiny star-like shimmers,
".. but a meteor shower, oh gosh I'm so excited that sounds so amazing~! ☾"wc: 4,320
personal wc: 5,755
total wc: 8,335
tags: @Lyra Karant
