hi i'm logging in here to let people know today would be the first anniversary of this blog. :'')
here's a small update too, if anybody is interested:
the hiatus will continue â indefinitely. things are not looking very hopeful, sadly. like i said before, i haven't lost interest in neither kovir nor the series; if it weren't for literally everything else, i'd totally be still hanging around and hell, i kinda miss rping too. but it's almost gotten less a matter of whether i want to come back ( well ok, itâs also that, but that's a whole nother story lmfao ) and more a matter of whether i can. âcanâ as in âbeing worthy enough to stayâ.
it feels like kovir has turned stale, redundant, obsolete. i could go on and on. might be impostor syndrome doing the talk, i dunno. there's that and a clusterfuck of other stuff going on, this just so happens to be one of the things i'm least uncomfortable admitting. but i've said enough already đ
the general gist of it is, everything is bad and i'm exhausted
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i have one 'good' news and one not-so-good news. this is going to get a bit long, sorry.
the 'good' news is, i've finally managed to clean up my inbox so i got at least this one weight off my shoulders ashfgf. everything else that hasnât been answered has been deleted after realizing there was just no way i was ever going to get to it, sorry ( again ).
ok yeah, that was an excuse of a good news. the bad news is what i actually want to talk about so here we go. basically, there is a pretty high chance i'm going to drop all my threads. every single one of them. which wouldn't be so bad in and of itself, but the thing is, i'm not going to accept any new threads or ask prompts either. i don't really know how to put this, but i am pretty much done with this blog.
i know this is coming completely out of the blue â in fact, this wasn't part of the original plan at all but rather what i've been trying to avoid â and it may bring some people to ask themselves what the hell happened during this period of minimal activity to make me get to this conclusion. it's a long story, thatâs all iâm gonna say here.
so i'm gonna be taking as much time as i need to sort out my feelings about everything. youâll know the outcome of this is positive if you'll get to see kovir's new blog, which could happen sooner or later or never â but it's likely going to be extremely lowkey, and i might increase the selectivity even further to the point that i can't promise i will refollow all my mutuals from here. in essence, i'm gonna be following this to the fullest.
otherwise, this blog will be kept as an archive... and that's about it lmao.
i have yet to make an absolute decision, so i won't exclude the possibility of a Miracle happening that will enlighten me and make me realize maybe i do have a place in here after all yadda yadda â it's a good thing that i'm still very invested in kovir and... i don't really wanna drop them. it's just that i'm dead tired of feeling the way i do everytime i so much as glance at my dash, to put it lightly. way too much bottled up stress that ended up killing my muse for everything.
if you have me added on discord, i am still willing to talk about our muses and headcanons and stuff like before ( provided i have the emotional energy for it ), so there's that at least. it's mostly this platform i'm ditching... for now? who knows. but regardless of what will happen...
  â§ď˝Ľďž:* kovir will always live on in our hearts *:シďžâ§
"What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesnât know itâs dead."
⧠richard siken / war of the foxes starters // closed.
  Ⳡ@wingedwisdomâ
   â If thatâs the case, then I have seen plenty, â they reply, taking another whiff of their smoking device as they lean against a nearby tree. â Iâve come to realize many of them donât take a spiritual form or anything of that sort. In fact, they can be quiteâŚÂ material. â
   â You can tell from their eyes, that they are no more than corpses who donât â or maybe donât want to â acknowledge they are dead. Ghosts of their former selves, people who by all intents and purposes shouldnât be around anymore, yet they keep clinging onto the living world for reasons only they knowâŚÂ â A bit like me. â There is an overabundance of them. â
Light colour dusts her cheeks as they wink at her, and she nods a little.
âOf course, Maâam.. Iâll keep doing my best.â She replies with a small nod. âLet me know what I can do for you and Iâll make sure to have it done.â She tells them, pausing a moment.
âUm. Will that be all for today?â
  â Good! â Kovir beams as they clap their hands together, but before they can say much else, the distinct ring of an incoming call interrupts the conversation; as much as they would like to stay a bit longer, it seems like their presence is required elsewhere.
   â And... yes, that is all. Sorry, but I must take my leave now. â they say somewhat in a hurry, already beginning to walk away. They wave at her, and with another charming smile they add, â I will look forward our next meeting, miss. Toodles! â
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"Kovir. You've shown great loyalty to the Empire and our cause. I would like to assign you to a new position, if such an opportunity appeals to you." Lotor muses, hands held behind his back, his expression one of slight apprehension, hidden behind a stoic gaze.
  Despite him uttering nothing but words of praise, words that would make any soldier swell with pride, Kovir freezes like a statue once his proposal starts sinking in. A trepidation of indiscernible origin hits them like an avalanche, physically manifesting in the form of a chill running down their spine. So cold, as if their very surroundings have abruptly dropped to a temperature not even they are accustomed to.
  There is a lot going on in their head right now; over and over again they weigh each of his words, understanding that this is simply not a matter that should be answered frivolously. They can guess what a ânew positionâ would entail⌠it is without a doubt an immensely appealing offer. And yet, as years passed, they have grown to be comfortable with their current rank â attached to, even â despite originally loathing it with every fiber of their being.
  This is so unlike you, Kovir. Where does all this indecisiveness come from? Thoughts keep spinning in circles, stuck in a seemingly endless loop.   What will I say? What will I say? What will I say?There seems to be no end to it⌠until something rises to the surface.A fragment of the past.
  â You see,    to be recognized by the Emperor in person, and to be granted the honor to serve our        people as a member of the High Command⌠that is my biggest dream.    I cannot think of anything that could bring me greater happiness than that.    It has been a torturous, ungrateful road so far. But, with our teamwork⌠with you at my      side⌠there is nothing we cannot achieve. I am willing to put all my faith in this.    Thus⌠allow me to ask you officially.    Will you help me pursue this goalâŚÂ Kovir? â
  Ah⌠of course. It all makes sense now.  I almost forgot⌠that this was never about what I want.  This is about what She wishes.
   â Iââ â The unanticipated stutter feels so aggravating, it brings the Galra to bite into the inside of their own cheek in an effort to snap themselves out of it, uncaring of the pain and the taste of blood filling their mouth. Her words keep echoing in their head; She would want them to accept. Is She not the reason they have come so far? How could they falter like this, when they knew the rightful answer from the beginning?
  They may not get an opportunity like this ever again.Â
  Yes. If they were to decline, they would come to regret it for the rest of their life. There is no more room for hesitation or doubt; if fate has declared they are the one to carry out Her dream until the last breath, then so be it. Kovir has made their decision, and it reflects in their adamant tone and the fiery resolve in their eyes.
"Ah, excuse me, Commander. A package has arrived for you, I'm here to deliver it." Velum tells Kovir, holding a small labeled box in her hands which she was soon holding out for Kovir to take. {{@paperbxund}}
@paperbxundâ
   â What a pleasure to see you again, darling. Much obliged. â Their reply carries an affectionate tone as they take the delivery off her hands. At this point, a simple âthank you and goodbyeâ would suffice, butâŚ
   â Oh, would you mind staying right there? Iâll be right back! â Without actually waiting for an answer, Kovir sprints inside their quarters; fortunately, they return after no more than a dobosh. When they come back, a small, elegant-looking bag tied with a ribbon is in their hands â a pleasant aroma emanating from it. â These treats are a wonderful complement to tea. Give them a try on your next break, yes? âŞÂ â
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(spacefischy) In the garden she creeps up behind them, knowing no amount of stealth on her part will allow her to evade detection by their sensitive ears. She watches their hands at work as they handle each flower with a tenderness they do not show to other living things. A swell of adoration rises in her heart, and she presses herself to their back, murmuring, âDonât mind me. I just wanted to be near you.â
â§ touch the kovir // closed.
  Ⳡ@inquisitiveempathâ
  Kovirâs gaze was focused on the variety of plants before them. The blossoms of certain species still felt so delicate, so frail under their touch; way different from what they were used to. Fortunately, their familiarity with them has only been growing by the day, and as a result their handling has now gotten considerably better.
   Indeed, having sensed her presence in advance, they are hardly surprised to find the Undine standing right behind them. Once she closes the distance, the Galra greets her with a fond smile, and with a hum they reach a hand to stroke her cheek â wordlessly telling her she is welcome to stay for as long as she wants.
   â They are growing finely, â they say, delightfully admiring the flora they have been taking care of before letting their eyes dwell on a few ones in particular. â Take a look at these. The bythrium have started to bloom. â
(nefariouslycrafted) (touch meme?) Nakul glances over from her spot in their pillow nest, idly noticing that their fur was more mussed than usual. She was still nearly on the edge of sleep but she couldn't ignore the urge to groom it a bit. Thus she reached a hand across the short gap and started smoothing over the fluff surround an ear, leaving light scratches as she did.
â§ touch the kovir // closed.
  Ⳡ@nefariouslycrafted
  From a simple glance, one would think they have long dozen off. Not quite, though. It was only after maybe a full varga that Kovir started to feel themselves drifting off to sleep, their mind finally deciding to call it a day and stop thinking about everything and nothing at once.
  When they feel Nakulâs hand they canât help but take a peek with half-lidded eyes, scrutinizing her face a little. At first they assume sheâs merely in the mood to play with their fur⌠a moment later, they figure that might not be the case. Then comes the idle scratching; whatever her intent is, itâs pleasant, and it brings them to angle their head in a way that would give her better access, should she want to keep going. They close their eyes again.
  AhhâŚÂ falling asleep is going to be a lot easier now.
tagged by: originally stolen, then got tagged by @nefariouslycrafted <3
tagging: feel free to steal this! itâs a very interesting meme
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE.
name: koviraalia. ( still trying to decide whether it should be koviraaliam. Fuck )
eye color: bright yellow.
hair style fur / color: a dark desaturated purple, with thistle-colored accents. their long fur looks spiky and can give off the impression itâs been shaped with something like hair wax... but it works a bit differently from what you would expect from a terrestrial creature so it could be natural, who knows.
height: 7â˛10" barefoot, but would easily go past 8 feet since they like wearing heels.
clothing style: kovir is generally comfortable with wearing revealing clothing that puts their body markings on display. they like wearing pelts like fur / feather boas, leather, shimmery garments and leotards / unitards ( usually sleeveless ). in addition, you will often see them in high heels out of work. their fashion style ranges from elegant and classy, with lots of black, to flashy, extravagant and colorful.
best physical feature: er... their eyes? their coat? their frame? itâs pretty subjective... that being said, kovir is used to being regarded as attractive and has grown to fully embrace it. they like more or less everything about their body.
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE.
fears: kovir is uncomfortable with things like barren rooms and absolute silence; in other words, being forced to face nothingness. other fears revolve around vetara, and while they would never admit it, they also fear attachment in its purest form â to come to truly love someone only to have what happened with their commander repeat itself. but possibly above all else, kovir fears dying before carrying their self-imposed duty through to the end. they might have some death seeker tendencies, but at the same time they feel they mustnât die until they get the closure theyâve been looking for.
guilty pleasure: not really a âguiltyâ pleasure since they hardly feel any guilt at all, but they love getting presents and being spoiled rotten, even better if itâs by people with Moneyâ˘. basically being around people who will indulge and enable them.
biggest pet peeve: coarse and brutish people, bad hygiene, the weak-willed. ironically, they also hate being inevitably misjudged because of their persona.
ambitions for the future: to ingrain their image into peopleâs minds and take vetaraâs place for the time being, carrying on where she left off and beyond, until she âcomes backâ. thing is, they have no idea what to do after that.
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS.
first thoughts upon waking up: whatever they can remember about the dreams theyâve had, initiating their self-care morning routine, summarizing the main things that need to be done that day, the words that make up their fleetâs signature morning cheer, looking into the mirror to make sure theyâre still there.
what you think about most:Â this
what you think about before bed: a combination of depressive thoughts and words of encouragement to keep pushing forward. they find comfort in telling themselves what they think vetara would say to them, and sometimes they imagine themselves ( if they are not outright hallucinating ) having entire conversations with her.
what your best quality is: probably their perseverance and resolve to keep fighting for what they believe in, despite being kicked down so many times... though kovir could go on. they have a very high opinion of themselves, after all. ( until they donât. )
WHATâS BETTER?
single or group dates: single.
to be loved or respected: to be loved; then again, kovir believes true love doesnât come without respect.
beauty or brains: to have both would be ideal, but admittedly beauty without brains is not quite as valuable as the other way around.
dogs or cats: cats.
LAYER FIVE: DO YOUâŚ
lie: yes, itâs a necessary evil.
believe in yourself: yes, even if they've had their moments of insecurity.
believe in love: yes.
want someone: yes.
LAYER SIX: EVER BEENâŚ
been on stage: kovir treats just about every place like a stage, but amusingly enough they probably have yet to be on a real one.
done drugs: yes.
changed who you were to fit in: yes, more than once. the title âpolymorphiaâ on the blog has something to do with it.
LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES.
favorite color: aside from the ones the human eye canât see, vibrant shades of red, magenta and blue.
favorite animal: there are many animals kovir would find fascinating, but to name one, peacocks. also parrots; if they had the possibility, they would consider keeping one as a pet.
favorite movie: drama, action, surrealism. they may or may not have a soft spot for love stories, but theyâre more subtle about it.
favorite game: bambi for ps2.
LAYER EIGHT: AGE.
day your next birthday will be: since theyâre a leo-virgo cusp, it would have to be somewhere between the 19th and the 25th of august.
how old will you be: very, very old. by human standards, anyway.
age you lost your virginity: the human equivalent of 18-20.
does age matter: when it comes to intimate relationships, yes; kovir can deal with age gaps, but they wouldnât want to get in one with somebody who has barely reached adulthood.
LAYER NINE: IN A PERSON.
best personality: debonair, honorable, clever, fearless, loyal, humorous, blah blah.
best eye color: no particular preference, they like bright shades.
best hair color: same as above, but they would also like black hair.
best thing to do with a partner: going on exciting adventures, getting drinks, cuddling, napping, stargazing, painting each otherâs nails, insisting on keeping a conversation going at 3 am while the other is desperately trying to sleep... as long as itâs in the company of someone worth being called a partner, anything goes.
The guy on the left, since he shows clear disgust with having his picture taken suddenly without permission. The guy on the right has had so little sleep that his grip on reality and emotions has left him
You are adventurous and risk taking. You act first, think second.
You love being the center of attention. You were probably the class clown.
Competitive, charming, and charismatic - you have your own code of honor.
You live a flexible life, bouncing between a series of activities that interest you.
In love, you are a master seducer... and quite manipulative when you want to be.
If someone loves you, you'll only believe their actions. Words don't mean a whole lot to you.
At work, you are a "people person." You're especially good at getting people to do what you want. You would make a great salesperson, marketing director, or entrepreneur.
How you see yourself: Reasonable, proficient, and tough
How other people see you: Flaky, unrealistic, and untrustworthy
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God, I want to mark you. With my mouth, my tongue, my teeth, my fingers, my nails. I want to leave blooming red and purple on your skin, scratches and kisses and hickies. I want to hear the sounds you make when I do. I want everyone to know who you belong to.