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MAJESTY BE THE ECLIPSING STAR.
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rex lapis give me the strength to finish this animatic,
advice for getting back into rp?
i couldn’t fix him but i could rail him
if i was a medium in the victorian era i'd have so many widowed bitches parasocial for me
people would kill their husbands just for a chance to attend my séances

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i absolutely loved the amount of background information that ningguang’s hangout event gave us, though. she has always been such an interesting character to me because she was not born in privilege. ningguang recognises that the fact that she had to work so hard for everything that she has has made her in turn so protective of her wealth and especially the jade chamber. and yet... as much as she cherishes the jade chamber, she sacrificed it so that liyue could be safe. liyue and its people are more important to her than anything else. hence why she dedicates herself to her role as tianquan and why she takes it so seriously. with rex lapis presumably dead, who else is there better suited for caring for the people of liyue, the laws of the land, the culture, than the tianquan of the qixing?
i like that we now know she lived with her parents and it makes me wonder whatever happened to them? does she keep in touch with them? her mother was opposed to letting ningguang go and start a business, but what about her father? i reckon he must have been a miner, considering how mining is so prevalent as an occupation in liyue. if he was a miner, then he would rarely be home long enough for ningguang to build a close relationship with him. both him and her mother were role models for her, though.
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ningguang is bisexual with a massive attraction to girls. the only man she finds attractive is zhongli but even he’s on thin ice
@heldearth : ❝ i survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me. ❞ / raw lines. ares & apollo
they rarely cross paths. the god of light and healing does not partake in wars like ares does. apollo is immaculate, pure in a way that ares could never hope to be. could not be -- war is not beautiful nor elegant. it is gruesome, bloody, riddle with grief. and death--- oh, death is his addiction. however ...
ares is not a soldier here, in the gardens of olympus. no, he is wearing a simple white chiton, his war paint abandoned as he allows the sun to wash over his dark. he moves his hand in tune to apollo’s music, humming lowly. a wargod he may be, gruesome when his domain calls, but he is also a god of dance. it had been dance that liberated him from the metaphorical chains that the giants put around his heart and mind. he remembers the first time priapus told him to dance, let go, move your limbs, son of zeus! ares’ initial reaction had been anger. how could dance help him? now, though... now he gets it. he wants to dance to apollo’s music, but it would be an insult to his half-brother’s creation. this song has to be finished before it can be danced to. it has to be understood.
“ --poetic. ” ares’ lips curl in a small loop-sided smile, eyes of red turning from the sky to apollo. “ i think i understand the sentiment, my kin. though i feel as though my understanding comes from very different experiences... ”
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❝ we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. ❞
❝ we are good people and we’ve suffered enough. ❞
❝ violence for violence is the rule of beasts. ❞
❝ when the weight of the world is on your shoulders, you learn. ❞
❝ will you fight? or will you perish like a dog? ❞
❝ welcome to my twisted mind. ❞
❝ i will face god and walk backwards into hell. ❞
❝ you mean the chaos emeralds? ❞
❝ i see now that the circumstances of one’s birth are irrelevant. ❞
❝ it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are. ❞
❝ it’s not about the size of the dog in the fight but about the size of the fight in the dog. ❞
❝ pick a hell and rot there. ❞
❝ we are the timeline that god has abandoned. ❞
❝ do you think that god stays in heaven because he too lives in fear of what he has created? ❞
❝ every day we stray further from god’s light. ❞
❝ you’re about to experience the wrath of a god. ❞
❝ alone on a friday night? god, you’re pathetic. ❞
❝ you sit on a throne of lies. ❞
❝ they don’t decide who you are. you are who you choose to be. ❞
❝ thanks to you, i am saddled with unnecessary… feelings. ❞
❝ i survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me. ❞
❝ bold of you to assume i can die. ❞
❝ if you had the chance to change your fate, would you? ❞
❝ it’s a beautiful day outside. birds are singing, flowers are blooming…on days like these, kids like you… should be burning in hell. ❞
❝ despite everything, it’s still you. ❞
❝ in this world, it’s kill or be killed. ❞
❝ i’d sell you to satan for one corn chip. ❞
❝ prove to me that you are strong enough to survive. ❞
❝ i should have killed you when i had the chance. ❞
❝ god won’t let me die. ❞
❝ god gave me depression because if my ambitions went unchecked i would have bested him in hand to hand combat by age 16. ❞
❝ you know i had to do it to em. ❞
❝ it seems you were the one offended, my good bitch. ❞
❝ you will stay who you are, not a perfect soldier, but a good man. ❞
❝ YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD. ❞
❝ the risk i took was calculated, but man, am i bad at math. ❞
❝ this jackassery will NOT stand! ❞
❝ god can’t help you now. ❞
❝ i am a monument to all your sins. ❞
❝ if the world chooses to become my enemy, i will fight like i always have. ❞
i’ve been having a lot of ningguang brainrot, to a point where i’m wondering if i should just... make her... her own blog....
gentledeaths:
yes, he says to them in finality. it is a gentle hum as he recalls all that which they have endured. the deep one. holding onto zagreus as he watched over, frankly, a dying melinoe. gripping the back of moros’ head and realigning his attention when it strayed from the past. standing down the king of olympus and demanding he stand for his birthright, else he step down from his throne. forebearer khaos and their boons to zagreus. the khthonic forms, zagreus’ new power, all of the exhaustion that came… yes, father death says again, as though he began a sentence and didn’t finish it. golden eyes stray to zagreus, who looks like he hasn’t needed a day of sleep since the deep one’s intrusion upon their domain. charis is right; he does look happy. but then again, if he was unhappy, thanatos would feel it in the pit where his heart should be, for zagreus is his heart now, and they are bonded in matrimony and empathic nature. i am happy, charisoula, he smiles, kissing the top of their head. father death pulls away, just for a bit, tilting his chin up, head to the side. and are you?
rebirth may never fully understand what life and death have experienced. rebirth is what is in between, not a natural thing but one that is blessed upon those who are deemed worthy and who are loved by the gods. perhaps it is only natural for life and death to be faced with such trials. whatever else will come their way, charis will be there to protect and help. they reach for father death’s hand and hold it for a few moments, green eyes watching their own fingers trace thanatos’ palm. are they happy? yes. certainly. they look up at their father and smile, abandoning his hand to sign: i am. but i worry, papa. charis looks at father life again, then find melinoe and moros, chatting quietly by the styx. aunt melinoe was so affected. will she recuperate? fully? can uncle moros still hear the banshees?

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so you are the ‘gray,’ regulus concludes to charis’ claims. that their line may be of the darkness but, much like regulus’ own, not so ‘evil’ as the stories tell. there are some who find his family sinister, feared, but he has only ever seen of them what society made them. appearances are only that; and so perhaps this appearance, charis, with their winged form and sharpened arrows, is the saviour they claim to be.
regulus turns away and looks off into the darkened horizon; they will return by nightfall, rebirth said. and even for all of his magic, regulus doesn’t have the power to banish creatures like those. “protect me, then,” he asks finally, turning his eyes back up to the winged god, “if that is your purpose here.” but why? why me? surely there are those who deserve it more. surely i’m being hunted because i brought it upon myself. “what do you want from me in return?” he hasn’t known these great creatures from his books and fairy tales to trade protection without a price…
they see the change in his eyes and their own glimmer pleasantly after having heard exactly what they wanted. they smile and giggle though their lips do not part, a green glow enveloping their body. one moment they are hovering above the scorched grass and the next they are at regulus’ side. the next? the green glow takes the both of them far away, a point high enough on a mountainous top where the mortal cannot run away from them.
his question had been ignored, charis preferring to indulge in the silence as their green eyes scrutinize him. why would moros spare this mortal? what did the fates have prepared for him? “ i want knowledge. ” they answer finally, the wings at their back fluttering as they are stretched. they could reach out in his ribcage and pull the string that connects the body to the soul to sate their curiosity, but their father’s lessons are still followed by the deity of rebirth -- do not touch the souls that are not meant to be touched by you. not unless you are ready to give something in return. “ you should be dead. forgotten. your fate hangs above your head like a curse. violent death should have taken you long ago -- yet here you are. my uncle is not known for mercy, mortal man. why are you still here? why are you not dead? that is the knowledge that i want from you. ”
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