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look beyond the horizon — the spirits, they are calling. they call for you, they beckon. their arms open in warm embrace & she, she is waiting. she, the manifestation of peace, serenity, offers her hand across a bridge of the unknown. her allure is enrapturing — she is here to guide you, to lead you across to something better, something more. will you follow her ? // ©.
she curls up on the couch beside the other, laying her head down on cherry’s lap. large lavender eyes look up pleadingly, lower lip pushed into a pout. “won’t you pet me?”
𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 above them. this gentle curtain of night, a hopeful prelude to peace, to sear their destinies into being, to forever etch their names into stone as brought darkness to a world of blinding, overwhelming, otherworldly light. all of those beasts that prowled the earth and preyed upon the weak and feeble crawled back to the depths from which they came, and for a time, norvrandt and the rest of the source felt the gentle calmness of one hundred years lost.
it was tiring, being a hero, the savior ( one of many, that was to say ) of a realm. two realms, for that matter. her bones ached and weariness painted itself upon her countenance, though it smoothed out as her eyes came to a close. they slowly reopened, thick eyelashes fluttered as she looked down upon such an ethereally beautiful visage. of course, cherry had to smile, full lips curving gently before spreading into a full grin. a hand came to stroke nova’s hair. her touch was soft, feather - light, before moving to rub the other’s ears.
“ begging now, are you ? it’s cute. ” she had to tease her, it was just in her nature to. still, cherry was more than happy to oblige, hand moving back and forth gently against nova’s head while the other rubbed at the base of one of her inky ears.
happy new year! may your year be bright and happy, may you know joy and self love this year!
THANK YOU SO MUCH !!! happy new year to you as well, anon !! thank you for your kind well wishes, i appreciate them so much. i only hope the best for you as well, and i hope that this year is your year !! thank you for being apart of my 2019 journey to see cherry come into fruition and continue to grow, too !!
i’ll make proper edits later but i just wanted to post these pictures of cherry bc look at how cute she is .........

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Reblog this your muse gets nightmares.
when emet talks softly of things of the past, when his voice is so soft and gentle as he reminisces and he and cherry are just . . . talking and getting along and she’s not being snippy and he’s not being snippy back, these are the moments where cherry thinks to herself, “ this is almost nice ” and she’s like, you’re not half bad as a person. she understands his desire to bring his home back, and the pain of its loss, to lose his home and the people and things he loved, because that’s something she can personally relate to on a very deep level. she certainly does not absolve him of his guilt, and his means don’t justify the things he wants to accomplish no matter how good the intentions were, because as y’shtola had said, even if all the realms are scattered fragments of one whole, there are still living, breathing people who have lives and families and things that they cherish, and it isn’t right to squash them just because they may be “ fragments ” of a truer reality.
the point is, i’ve spoken briefly before on cherry’s feelings on emet, and it’s moments like these that really exemplify that, if only for the times where she feels a calmness with him and even mildly appreciates or likes his presence and speaking to him. she certainly does find him to be an entertaining personality ---- he is funny and she’ll give him that. when he speaks like this, when he is just talking, she almost likes him. she’s never hated him from the beginning, just thought him to be irritating and highly distrustful, but it’s that brand of irritating that gets under your skin but you don’t hate the way it crawls under your skin. still, he manages to eventually ruin moments like these and cherry gets mad all over again and wants nothing more than to throttle him senseless.
she sympathizes with his dreams, his desire to restore his home, to restore the things that were lost to him. when he expresses those few moments of semi - vulnerability and you see a shred of sadness and mourning in his eyes, hear it in his voice, see it upon his face, cherry feels bad for him, because she understands that level of loss. knowing this almost humanizes him for her, and she mourns his losses for a moment, knowing just how it feels. cherry never forgets the things he’s done, and when the time comes, she won’t forget those either for the present sins, but she understood where he was coming from. he’s unforgivable on all accounts, that she wholly believes, but there is a side of her who wonders how things could be different if he had been able to change his course.
what if we were sparring and your shirt was clinging to your body with sweat and your eyes were really intense and that got me distracted enough for you to pin me to the ground and sit on top of me? and maybe you were breathing all heavy and gave me a smug little smirk while saying “i win” and then i went “are you sure?” and grabbed you by the collar to pull you in for a kiss? and perhaps once we separated i said “because i think i’m the real winner here.” with our foreheads still pressed together? i think that’d be kinda cool idk!
does cherry do anything special to prepare for the day if she knows she's going to get laid? special underwear, perfume etc.
cherry is typically a rather in - the - moment kind of person and doesn’t plan for things like this, and is pretty impulsive in her choices, very much spur of the moment, so there usually aren’t a lot of times where she knows ahead of time if she’s going to have sex, especially given the kind of person she is and how she doesn’t really have true relationships where she and her partner might have this kind of communication. it also just really depends on who her partner is too, if she ever gets to a point where 1) she’s comfortable entering a relationship, 2) she’s comfortable doing relationship things.
all this long - winded talk aside, cherry is very much a fan of pretty lingerie, or just revealing / comfortable that also happens to be form fitting ( honestly here’s this lingerie shop that promotes mostly on twitter, cherry would wear a lot of their lounge / sleepwear ). so for the most part, cherry will just wear loungewear similar to what you see in the shop there. i could drop a lot of specific outfits tbh. regardless where cherry stands in regards to her relationship / feelings about someone, she’d be comfortable just casually wearing things like that.
when it comes to planning to wear really spicy lingerie, though it’ll take some time to get to that point, but she definitely is the type of person to do that. she loves lingerie. it’s so cute to her, and she knows she looks damn good. cherry is someone full of confidence in herself, especially regarding her appearance and the level of desirability that comes with her beauty. she knows she has allure and absolutely weaponizes it with her partner. she seeks that attention, and just the satisfaction of knowing that her partner desires her and sees her as something captivating.
gonna write a long, long, long post one day about cherry’s relationships with all of the core scions . . .

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ICEHYMN.
“ those lines will always be crossed . such is the nature of things . “ the universe is a beast , of this she is sure , & perhaps she has become too accustomed to the catastrophe of it all , the indignities that she can no longer muster up the energy to lash out , to fight for some sort of divine retribution . “ perhaps that is simply the way things are meant to be , in the grand scheme of things . “ she speaks not out of apathy , but of acceptance , an understanding of this game & its rules & the lengths to which some may seek to bend them . this is simply just the way things must be , with no inherent rhyme or reason to it —— it is all chaos to her in the end , another one of the many paradoxes of life , the duality of it all ( in the end , she is just tired of it ) . “ if you wish to be positive about it , there will always be someone to stand up to it , yes ? time is cyclical —— we as a whole are . it is terribly poetic in a way . do you think we will ever learn ? “
where there was good, its shadow of evil was always lurking around a corner. where there was black, there was white ---- two sides of the same coin, never one without the other. such as they were intimately intertwined with one another, leading an intricate, delicate dance around a ring of fire, a dive into a deep abyss to brave the unknown. whether the unknown was for the sake of good, or for evil, only their souls would sing for their actions. some lines were meant to be crossed, only if it meant the preservation of the sanctity of life, while other lines, people such as herself attempted to put an end to the miserable existences of the wretches who perpetuated the evils that plagued their world.
“ no, ” came her response, at last. it was breathy, almost whimsically spoken through a careless sigh, carried off into the wind. there was a lack of finality to it to match the intensity of her long stare. “ not us as a whole, at least. there will always be those who learn from the past, those who vow to not live through the repetition of history, but in hand come those who wish to repeat the cycle, over and over and over again. it’s because of such people that we cannot, will not, escape, no matter how hard we try. ”
You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I’m not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you
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SWORDANEW.
if the trek to ishgard taught him one thing, it was to listen to the guides on what to wear. here he was, just passing the gates of judgement, teeth CHATTERING like they were about to fall out his skull. he’d been offered a coat somewhere along the way, but the thick fur does LITTLE to warm him after being in below freezing temperatures for so long. izuminokami supposes he should be grateful for the shield it offers against the bitter wind - until the moment the long fur is subsequently whipped into his face, and the proud samurai SPLUTTERS.
all he had to do was track down cherry. all he had to do was make it to the fortemps manor, and he’d be out of this HELL. a bitter sigh passes near frostbitten lips as heavy boots are dragged up the steps of the pillars, a shake of his head and a roll of pale eyes following the thought. no - this wasn’t hell. the weather was just a minor inconvenience.
seeing the door to his destination, steps quicken to get him just before the guard. ❛ i’m looking for a CHERRY VALLA. i have a message for her. ❜ // @irerow & ♡ ‘d
there was something distant in the way she gazed upon the landscape of never - ending winter, as she watched the gentle downfall of snow softly kissing the towers of stone, blanketing all that it touched in a delicate veil. she stood upon the height of the impassive steps, as present as she was faraway, as if her soul had been plucked from her body as she stared and stared. the cold, brittle wind bit at her exposed bits of flesh, but it was almost as if she didn’t even notice, as if it was doing nothing but tickling her skin.
though she was quite used to the cold of coerthas, surely she was not immune to its harshness ---- and it turned out, once she realized, at the sound of someone’s voice lulling her back into the clutches of reality, that she had been standing, frozen in time, that she was not. her long, darkened lashes fluttered, a crown of velvet upon her lids, as she turned to face the approaching voice.
her ears twitched, the metal of her earrings jingling a soft twinkle. she eyed the stranger and the guard beside them both, eyes shifting between the pair before her lips parted to interject. “ you’ve found her, ” cherry said, stepping forward to close the distance. “ you have a message for me ? from whom ? ”
this is such cherry energy lmfao
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SCHILDBLOOD.
“ i feel like i should apologize again for my brother’s actions today, “ there’s a small furrow between his brows, slender fingers coming up to pinch at the bridge of his nose to stave off the oncoming head ache already brewing. what an exhausting day, to be sure, the rush of adrenaline that kept him going the moment he got wind of emmanelaine’s disappearance only now fading to leave behind exhaustion and ache. “ i promise he is a good boy at heart, but i fear his thoughts and actions are oftentimes dictated by fancy rather than common sense. i do hope you did not get hurt in all this? “ / @irerow
it would have been a plain lie to say that vexation did not sear her veins at all that transpired. oh, what a beautifully colossal mess he had made, but a part of her could not fault him, either. the weight upon his shoulders, the pressure of the moment. a slight smile settled upon full lips, and she raised her head to peer up at haurchefant, bi - colored eyes brightening to match her her smile. “ you have no need for apologies, ” she softly began, momentarily averting her gaze as a sigh fell beyond her. “ he meant well, i know. there was a part of me, still is a part of me, where my emotions lead me to impulse. though, impulses are not quite so grave as this . . . still, i understand him. worry not, haurchefant ! i am fine. ”
who wants to give me the ....... knight falling in love with royalty trope