WELL COME AND WELL MET --

ELPISBLOOMED: an independent, highly selective, private, multifandom multimuse feat. canons & ocs from fire emblem, final fantasy, and persona. loved by eevee / eva, she/her, 27. all graphics commissioned from hyruleshop.

to find the strength to continue, when all strength has left you. to find joy, even as darkness descends… and amidst deepest despair, light everlasting.

HOW LONG YOU'VE WANDERED, BURNED BRIGHT AS A STAR --

❀ asinglespark/toumaryu/mayonakako/lunafool/fooltrick. ❀ heartwilled. ❀ bloombreeze. ❀ ervaurem. ❀ astralrings. ❀ amaurotbloomed/gaiawilled. ❀

@asinglespark... you've got this. and if you don't, we've got this. || celes @ yvonne <3

       oh dear, did he notice how distracted she was? the discussion with jacinthe's hologram, which caused her to arrive at wild zone 12 later than the others, left her uneasy and off-kilter. she thought her mask was flawless, nary a crack to be seen. perhaps he was paying closer attention since she revealed the extent of jacinthe's attempts to recruit her?

       yvonne never meant to worry him, or the rest of their friends. deep down, shame ate away at her insides from the knowledge that her problems affected them. it's not dignified, the world she came from had long declared. it's not appropriate around company.

       ( and célestin... oh célestin, her oldest and dearest friend, she's already done enough damage by falling silent throughout those five years. she couldn't bear to add more, not when he most needs friendship, support, and security. )

       on impulse, she reached out and squeezed his hand gratefully, for it was all she could do. ❝ but of course, mon ami -- together, there is nothing we can't achieve~ ❞

broken, missing pieces that once were there

your heart has been torn before, chipped and maybe even shattered. some pieces will never be recovered, and you are shaped by the loss. but it can still be shaped into something tangible, something good, even with its flaws and imperfections. you don’t have to do all the work of rebuilding by yourself. allow other hands to leave their fingerprints on the new heart you create from the remnants.

@mayonakako... don't you love early morning markets? || and @ mayuyu :3c

       ❝ can't say i've been to one since moving to tokyo. ❞ the supermarket near leblanc was good enough, and convenient. buying groceries for the cafe was one of the first things she did to make herself useful as repayment for boss giving her a place to stay. back in her hometown, she always accompanied her mom to help carry groceries and learn how to haggle at the same time.

       ( she always started to complain when she was younger, mayuki recalls, before being silenced with a patented parent look. the older she got, the quieter her protests. )

       ❝ !! ❞ the trailblazer can't help the way his features contort as soon as he takes a bite of his meal. it's not disgust, more shock and confusion. he drops his cutlery as he swallows all too quickly with a grimace. his mouth feels -- numb, and overwhelmed. it's not an unpleasant flavor, but he's never had his senses overwhelmed with so much of it before.

       a partially gloved hand hovers over his throat. not for the first time, crux finds himself dumbfounded. ever since he woke up on the space station, he hasn't been able to truly taste food -- everything has been relatively bland, even if it's the most delectable sweet in the cosmos. has arriving in amphoreus and inheriting oronyx's divinity changed more than he's previously thought possible? not just personally, but physically?

@heartwilled... you're not alone in this. you know that, right? - bianca for laila

       he can't be gone.

       holding his dirty, torn hat in her hands, she had desperately searched above and below the cliffs, and came up empty. the world yanked the rug from beneath her feet, leaving her adrift with only a single mooring line around her waist. in her dreams, she sees him falling, with her hand always just out of reach to save him.

       he can't be gone. he can't.

       she was the one who was supposed to always look after him. ever since mom first brought blair into their lives over a decade ago, she resolved to be the big sister he could rely on. she never wanted her own shortcomings to hold him back, and she couldn't be more proud of all he had achieved.

       now, she was left with the memory of a bright smile from his last phone call, and the champion's crown that weighed far, far too heavy and dripped tears of molten gold. she could hardly breathe anymore. every inhale proved to be a struggle, as though her body refused to work as it once did out of grief.

       league duties, working with interpol to track down the seven sages, helping clay with team plasma's remnants... working distracted her. working gave her a purpose when she didn't have one anymore.

       ( he's not dead. )

       blair, where are you?

       ❝ yeah... i know, ❞ laila choked out, her words so, so fragile. she found solace with bianca ( cheren too ), and clung to her both metaphorically and physically. whenever she returned to nuvema town, her steps took her to her best friend's house. though all of them had their own paths, they weathered this storm together in the best way they knew how -- the only way they knew.

Relaxed-Engaging (Secure): Relaxed-Engaging individuals tend to have good self-esteem and typically find it easy to share their feelings and opinions with others. They spend less time fretting and second-guessing themselves than individuals in the other three quadrants, and they generally find it easy to ask others for help or support when in need. They are usually straightforward and trusting in their relations with others, and their usual state is one of being open, approachable, and relaxed. For this reason, they typically have fewer interpersonal defenses than others. They naturally seek to connect with others while remaining realistic about the transformative power of intimate relationships: Relaxed-Engaging individuals don't expect to be swept off their feet, or to have their entire world turned upside-down by the arrival of some romantic savior or the like - they're already "comfortable in their own skin," so to speak. Instead, they seek to cultivate simple virtues, such as mutual trust and a sense of shared intimacy with others. They generally don't play games, but seek to establish uncomplicated and mutually beneficial relationships.