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and with that!!!!
@memovia. is my new blog
Thank you for being a part of this blog's journey! I hope to see you on the other side, and if we were to break mutuals here then I wish you all the best for your future ahead! I am always grateful and I love you all very much! <3
and with that!!!!
@memovia. is my new blog
Thank you for being a part of this blog's journey! I hope to see you on the other side, and if we were to break mutuals here then I wish you all the best for your future ahead! I am always grateful and I love you all very much! <3
and with that!!!!
@memovia. is my new blog
Thank you for being a part of this blog's journey! I hope to see you on the other side, and if we were to break mutuals here then I wish you all the best for your future ahead! I am always grateful and I love you all very much! <3
and with that!!!!
@memovia. is my new blog
Thank you for being a part of this blog's journey! I hope to see you on the other side, and if we were to break mutuals here then I wish you all the best for your future ahead! I am always grateful and I love you all very much! <3
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and with that!!!!
@memovia.
Thank you for being a part of this blog's journey! I hope to see you on the other side, and if we were to break mutuals here then I wish you all the best for your future ahead! I am always grateful and I love you all very much! <3
and with that!!!!
@memovia.
Thank you for being a part of this blog's journey! I hope to see you on the other side, and if we were to break mutuals here then I wish you all the best for your future ahead! I am always grateful and I love you all very much! <3
and with that!!!!
@memovia.
Thank you for being a part of this blog's journey! I hope to see you on the other side, and if we were to break mutuals here then I wish you all the best for your future ahead! I am always grateful and I love you all very much! <3
Her uncle has a habit of doing the odd side job. Why? Engineers like to tinker and create, and when they aren't doing that enough at their 9-5s then it bleeds over into their homelife. It's not all that weird for Melody to meet someone her uncle is doing a job for. This guy, however, isn't like the rest.
There's just something about him that puts her on edge and she hates it. He's never done anything to her. In fact, he's never even spoken to her the few times she's seen him. He treats her like she doesn't exist, which is fine by her.
She's terrible at small talk.
She only stopped by to pick something up and didn't count on her uncle asking her to keep Mr. Corvus company while he finished whatever he was working on for the man. So, she's doing as asked, not that it amounts to more than her sitting around playing on her phone.
She jumps slightly when he speaks, blue meeting red in surprise. Someone like her? What the fuck does that mean? Her frown is instantaneous, brows pulling together. “Why is it any of your business?” she counters, sitting up a bit straighter.
The inhibitor is a sore subject for her and a hand lifts to cover it, as if that might erase it from his memory. She's aware of the rumors surrounding EVER, but what choice does she have?
Plus, they're the only ones that have been able to help her!
❖◇ ▪ ― His right eye pulses subtly when she speaks, but Sylus merely averts his gaze with a smirk upon his expression. He stands up, inviting himself to walk around the chair that he once sat in, large hand comes to rest atop the back rest when he eventually stops pacing. The aggression in her tone is warranted, after all— who is Mr. Corvus to tell her what can and cannot be done?
But the symbol irks him all the same, Sylus does nothing to reveal that thought however, nor does he reveal to her his true identity.
❝ It isn't. ❞
He draws the line, cuts it clean like a sharp knife. Another victim falling into their schemes is none of his business but her gaze speaks as though she had run out of options. So why not introduce a third party into the mix? Another deal set on the table. It is fair game, for both EVER and Onichynus alike.
❝ But if you care to listen, I might... offer alternative methods. ❞
He chooses his words, enough to catch her attention. He drops her crumbs— hints as to why EVER is an inferior choice as compared to his cause. If she is smart enough, she would take it. After all, it is not every day that the fiend throws a bone to a stranger.
@memovia
"Hey, Zeze!" Vivian cheerfully pipes up before holding out what appeared to be a pink plush she ended up buying on a whim. Granted, it was nowhere near as well made as her friend's creations, but she couldn't not buy it when it reminded her so much of Xenia; furthermore, it was only four dollars, making it quite a steal in her eyes. "Do you mind if I added this little guy to your room decor? You still have extra space on your shelf for another knickknack or whatchamacallit, right?"
【 ♡ 】 ― The pink cat plushie makes Xenia light up, eyes sparkling at its cute round eyes and protruding tail. The material looks incredibly soft as well, and to think this lovely gift is meant for her... the baker turns to Vivian and nods happily. Two hands come up to retrieve the toy, she holds it close and resists the urge to bury her face into its softness.
❝ Yes! Of course, I always have space for new small plushie friends! Thank you so much, Vivi. I'll be sure to treasure it...! ❞
Her excited gaze soon shifts to Vivian after, the plushie was placed in her sling bag neatly with its head sticking out.
❝ This one can accompany us on our adventures today! So... which bakery are we visiting this time? I'm excited! ❞
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@memovia asked: from sylus. ❤️ ; feeling safe: you know me. i don't let my guard down for just anyone.
" ... i know, sylus." it's why it catches her off guard. sylus was easily the kind whose trust was earned. granted, their arrangement demanded at least some trust between them since the very beginning, his willingness to display his vulnerability to her now remained... disarming. moby wouldn't hurt him, would never even try but hearing his acknowledgement made her heart swell and stirred a fierce protectiveness inside of her. it was an urge to greater prove herself worthy of his trust and let him know his faith wasn't misplaced. (if only she could learn to return the sentiment.)
moby's hand reaches toward him, letting the very tips of her fingers brush against his, contemplative and hesitant. she rears back. despite the falter, she remains sincere. "i won't make you regret it."
❖◇ ▪ ― When one trusts, vulnerability comes into play. Vice Versa. The both of them are intertwined with each other as a concept and Sylus is not one to give either so easily. Moby has come to understand this as well, with all their moments spent together.
The fiend's gaze lingers on her with her reply and soft touch. Sylus senses the hesitation behind both, and acts accordingly. Patient yet firm, he grabs ahold of her retreating arm and leans against her touch once more. Taking a long breath, he replies after a moment of silence.
❝ You will never make me regret anything, Moby. That is how I place my trust. ❞
Sylus blinks, a slow chuckle rolls of his lips.
❝ ...Though, I must say— you can always afford to lean on me a little more. ❞
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A soft, albeit well-mannered laugh does evade the man's lips. Oh, well, who is he to argue against his interlocutor's resolve? Indeed, desserts might have fallen into the category of life's little pleasures many of us forget about, or think of as something that won't immediately produce the wanted result. Eating cake will not, objectively speaking, mend all the things broken past any point of repair. Yet, a delicious treat has not harmed anyone either, has it now?
"It is delicious, thank you!" He reminds himself not to speak with his mouth full. It is highly inappropriate to do so, even more so in front of someone else. Each time he sinks the fork into the treat by his side, Blaise does so carefully, gracefully, lest he risks appearing as a man who lacks manners or proper acknowledgement for decorum. That he cannot afford!
"I take you have been in business for a long time, miss?" the banker inquires, his voice ringing of a bit more cheerfulness, more than he carried when he first came to her establishment. Finishing his dessert, Blaise delicately places aside the small plate, atop which he sets the fork in his grasp, before deciding to slowly indulge the accompanying tea. For a moment, it does seem as though he could breathe easy, a sensation wholly foreign to him up until this very moment.
【 ♡ 】 ― Xenia's presence is non-intrusive despite her tendency to be observant. She enjoys watching the joyful expressions of her customers surfacing when they taste her desserts, but always manages to resurface in time to retrieve the dirty dishes.
❝ You're welcome! I'm glad you enjoyed it. ❞
She approaches the gentleman's table as he compliments the cake and asks his question, prompt hands quick to lift the empty plates upwards. Her cafe may be a fresh and humble establishment, but the confidence in her products shine through with taste. She can only thank her late Mother for letting Xenia watch her bake when she was younger, and though her journal lists everything... the motions come to her instinctively now.
❝ You can call me, Xenia. And to answer you question... not quite! But I've been baking since I was young, these recipes are actually handed down. I used to eat them and feel better after. So I thought... that maybe I could share a little bit of happiness with the world. ❞
There is a shimmer in her green eyes when she talks about her cause, but curiousity peaks in her mind however. Did her desserts help him at all? While she is not one to intrude, the question slips from her lips before she could catch them.
❝ ...Which makes me curious, and if I may ask... what do you think after tasting one of my cakes— sir? ❞
March looked over Artoria for a bit, it wasn't every day she met a knight. It was interesting! And made her excited about possibilities she had read about in so many books. But soon she built up the bravery to approach! And approach she did! Walking up to the other and immediately bombarding her with questions!
"So uh…since you're a knight? Does that mean you save people? Riding in heroically on a horse? Save pretty princesses? Slay evil beasts and go to those balls with the pretty dresses?" March here had many questions, and there was no doubt in her excited mind she'd get answers to every single one of em.
unprompted. | always accepting!
【 ♔ 】 ― March 7th's barrage of questions brings Arthur Pendragon back to days long gone... where she was, but a simple knight. Times where she spent hours picking up the sword and riding her horse along fields of green. The King of Knights is a title that means something. Chivalry, sacrifice and most importantly, heart.
Saber was a soldier for her country before she was King— and that much is true, a fond memory that is more often forgotten than not.
Teal eyes curve at the unexpected reminder, a smile filled with mirth and amusement decorates her expression as an armoured hand comes up to rest over her heart. Artoria takes patience with answering her inquires.
❝ It is a knight's duty to aid those in need, Lady March. With horses or without, I was a sword for my people. Even after I ascended to become their King, they have always been my cause and priority. ❞
A chuckle leaves her lips whilst she answers the next question in order.
❝ The balls we held were filled with merriment and extravagance no doubt, but... instead of a dress— I'd much prefer something more... comfortable. ❞
The dances, laughter and sounds of wine glasses clinking are great reasons to attend a ball. But of course, dresses were never her thing... she personally thinks a person like March would fit those more. It leads to Artoria's burning question after.
❝ But forgive me, for my curiousity gets the better of me. Have you personally been to a dance perchance, Lady March? ❞
The old days, before a legacy was born— @the-lytenye-realms.
In an entirely different, ideal world — no war, no Xianzhou Alliance, nothing — what would Muyang be? What would be his dreams, his aspirations, his goals?
CHARACTER ASKS. | always accepting!
I designed Muyang's character in a way where he is always striving to protect someone or something. He, by nature, is protective, self-sacrificing and all things considered... just too emotional. But I make him a soldier, because the core of his character is meant to highlight two sides of love, of kindness or something good that can be taken and twisted, eventually becoming a quality that is deemed bad. The first analysis I posted for Muyang is this: His love is a weakness.
But he is a very unreliable narrator and a hypocrite, who is to say that his love is also not his strength? Grief, loss and hardships define someone's view in their life and it is a very simple concept— we all experience some type of sadness in our lives, some type of hardship... but to watch him grow and eventually see the good in things is something very nice in my opinion.
If there is no Xianzhou Alliance, there is the army where he can be a soldier. His aspirations and goals are simply to watch his loved ones flourish. No death, just happiness, unity and love. But I have to say that Muyang is not who he is until he suffers difficulty and grief... which he easily does, because he is emotional in a habitat that breeds nonchalance and persistence.
But I like it that way, that he is soft as a soldier.
All that coverage of his emotions is just a mask and a shell to protect the fragile within. And I think that is what Muyang is and will be for every universe and every life. A fragile being in a hard, cruel circumstance— losing all that he lives for but learning to relive that again as development.
@everlastiingiimmortals.
♕ . ― There is something comforting about her touch, despite having the ability to kill. Feeling Moby's hands on her cheeks only makes tears fall more freely. Tynaris' rage and frustrations are washed away slowly, like the ocean that takes bits of sand away with every wave. The fresh wounds of loss are soothed by the other's company, and slowly... she manages to calm down.
Wet lashes blink with tiredness, yet her faded blue eyes seem to regain a little bit of its glow with Moby's words. The Hunter shakes her head, gaze drifting towards the messy files on her desk while she remains in the other's gentle grasps.
❝ Moby, I'm not sure if you want in on this one. It's really not your burden to bear... ❞
— but mine. Perhaps, this in itself, is a selfish and reckless journey.
She trails off, unable to finish her sentence. Tynaris was an adamantly independent individual, even if it is grief, a wound that cannot be healed— the thought of troubling Moby irks her deeply. But to take in that promise, it would mean that she is no longer alone and that felt... nice. The lines in her furrowing brows grow deeper, balancing those contradicting thoughts in her head.
❝ I would never doubt you or your capabilities, but— I don't want to risk losing someone important to me again. ❞
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