Nothing Lasts

If you want to keep in touch, you can join the discord server I set up for this here or mutuals can add me (Strawbsi Patches#3602)

Please just let me know who you are if you decide to add me rather than join the server.

I'm sorry to leave with such short notice, and I'm sorry to the people waiting on replies or answers to asks. I'm simply burnt out and new Tumblr policies have finally pushed me away.

//I don't think this blog is going to last much longer my friends. Tumblr's current problems aside, I don't have much desire to be here anymore.

I honestly think I might make a server on discord if people are interested in keeping in touch. Extend my discord out to a few mutuals if people reach out. I'm sorry, this current issue is just one more thing piling up against Tumblr when I'm already not much for social media.

His idea for an exploration walk had been many things, but not wise - or, if it had been a good idea at its core, he had gone about its execution in a terrible way. Not something that hadn’t happened to him before. As much knowledge as he had, Loki wasn’t always patient enough, or didn’t play nice enough. A walk was never bad. Except when it went wrong.

The silhouette before his eyes was an unfamiliar one, though the instance of meeting someone new wasn’t. He’d need time to figure out who this was and where this meeting would take them. But to be able to think about it all, he needed rest first. In this state even keeping his eyes open was hard. He had walked for too long, and slept for too little. No wonder he felt this way.

“Ah, good… Okay. I’ll try.” Gravity was betraying him, anyway. Had he not tried to sit down now, he would have found himself on the ground in a bit, anyway. Carefully lowering himself down, Loki spotted the offered hand and took it. It wasn’t that he wasn’t used to relying on others… but trusting them was an unfamiliar feeling. Still, whoever this was, they were helping. “Thank you.”

“I hope y’ don’t mind the question, I mean… I’m grateful you’re here. But isn’t it a bit dark and cold out now?… I wasn’t expecting to find anyone. Unless you like this weather,” he chuckled.

Why exactly Fate was out so late herself wasn’t a question she had a good answer for. With no particular place to call home at the moment, wandering filled the time. Inevitably she would stumble upon the next bastion of civilization and settle down for a while before moving on, but for the moment it was her lot in life to aimlessly explore. 

Not that it was particularly bothersome. The demon hadn’t even noticed the cold or dark, likely a bi-product of the thick dress she wore and the shawl around her shoulders, as well as her feline eyes adapting to the encroaching darkness. In a move she’d likely regret in due time, Fate offered the shawl out to her current company. 

“I cannot say I am a fan of the current weather, but I can not complain either. It is dry and relatively safe.” She answered, “I do not have any place to be, so here is as good a place as any. If I may return the question, what is your excuse for being out in these conditions in your current state?”  

@crestfxllenfxte liked for a starter!

“I’m so sorry! I’m freezing… I’ve been feeling sick the whole day, and it doesn’t seem to be helping with orientation… heh…” Loki had his arms wrapped around his wiry frame, but when he ran into the stranger he let out a little gasp and flailed, trying to keep his balance. He hadn’t slept well, and the constant feeling he was cold and his head spun and his throat hurt were making it all worse.

He turned his head left and right in an attempt to guess where he was – where they were, since he was no longer alone – but wherever it was, he wasn’t entirely familiar with it. A thrum of fear coursed through his body before he brushed off any bad thoughts. Come on, now. It was all going to be fine. Right?

There was an initial shock that came with being bumped into, one that quickly faded as Fate’s ears where filled with an apology before she could even fully turn to face the stranger. His thin frame and sickly posture filled her mind with worry long before the wafting scent of something godly struck her nose, an acrid and bitter scent. Her instincts told her to run. There was a time and place to obey a knot in one’s stomach, yet she wasn’t certain this was it. 

“Oh, ehm... it is alright. No harm done.” The demon offered, brows curled upward and feline ears folded back. “Perhaps you should sit for a moment, gather your bearings.” 

Ask the Muse about the Mun - Accepting!

“Eh.” The initial response came quickly and without much thought. Fate even threw in a shrug for emphasis. 

“Any other day I would be happy to tear into him, but he has had a rough go of it the last few days. I do not think that he is that bad, as far as a being that controls your every word and action goes. He does not make too much of an effort to censor my words or actions, and allows me to exist as I truly am despite seeing some backlash for it. There are a lot of things we disagree on, and we do not tend to get along, but it is hard to condemn him for holding his own views while maintaining mine.” 

The demon pauses, her hand moving to what remained of her left arm. 

> @projectiions​

Monsterous Headcanons - Accepting

♦ - HOARD - something that is precious to them 

>> Well, her family first and foremost, both those related by blood and those that could be considered found family. In a way... Fate does kind of hoard people, always seeking out new connections and trying to help those down on their luck. In terms of an actual physical item, however? Her knife. An enchanted obsidian blade with a handle made of the tooth of a large beast. It was a parting gift from her adoptive parents, Donovin and Vincent, and her birth name is carved into it in Ancient Demonic. It is enchanted to never break, no matter how much damage it should take.

  ⚔ - DUEL - a meeting or relationship that was important to them

>>  Oh man, this woman has several people she holds dear that by the time of this blog she no longer speaks to regularly. I think the relationship that stands out the most is her bond with Kona, formerly her personal advisor and her best friend. This woman wasn't afraid to be blunt with her, even when she took the title of Queen. Kona's honesty and her enduring sympathy toward most everyone is a large part of why they got on so well. They met during the bleakest hour of Fate's life and became inseparable through shared experiences and hardships. Fate still takes time out of her day on occasion to write Kona, even if she can never receive a letter back due o her ever-changing location.

  ♥ - STAKED - a jarring event, something that changed their life/outlook

I’m gonna fill up my queue and whatnot as well, so if you see something I owe hasn’t been posted, again please poke me. 

// I’ve gained a fair few new mutuals in the last few days, and for some reason tumblr is acting a tad funky. I do still seem to be able to post however, so if you’d like a starter please feel free to like this post.  I will default to Fate unless you specify a different muse via reply/message/ask.