#cibusfloris

⊰❂⊱ Strands of cherry blossom tinted hair fell in front of the girl's eyes, swaying in her vision as she watched her son move gracefully around the room. The dancer loved watching him practice, even if he wouldn't normally let her. Inigo was just as talented as Olivia, not that she would ever be so kind to herself as to own up to the talent she possessed, and handed down to her son.

Her fingers curled around the side of the door as she peeped, eyes glued to his swift movements and how beautifully his feet moved, staying completely silent--

           Well at least for a while.

The boy's movements had caused a flurry of dust to rise, irritating the woman's nose enough that a kitten-like sneeze slipped out. She quickly covered her mouth, eyes widening at the fact she had revealed her location.

   The early morning stillness agitates Severa. She paces through camp, leaving behind impatient footsteps despite her best efforts to stay quiet. It's too early to be restless, but the dawn had spread its spindle fingers in a way that demanded her attention, prying her sleepless eyes open with its brilliance. She misses the polar plunge of December, when she could hibernate peacefully under piles of soft wool until it was absolutely time to get up, no exceptions. As winter fades, the nights cease to linger and the sun grows eager to glare at her-- she glares back, the atmosphere of spring leaving an unpleasant feeling in her gut.    She breathes in air that is irritatingly sweet, and her feet itch for the miles between her tired sighs. The cobblestone path to the nearby town is longer than Severa recalls, but its length allows her to find relaxation deep beneath her frustration. Unfortunately, the peace is short-lived when she takes notice of another set of steps behind her, matching her pace.

   "What do you think you're doing?" she snaps, accusing the stranger following her before turning on her heel to realize with boiling blood that she would prefer a stranger.

Send me a ✍ and I’ll introduce you to a muse that I’d like to RP as.

Art credit to rennerei

Yay time for another dumb OC craugh This time we’re hitting Persona, specifically Persona 3.

Nagatou Yorishirou. 3rd year. The entirety of Iwatodai is technically his “turf”, though Gekkoukan is more like his “throne”. He attends school but has a habit of skipping classes for a smoke or to go out on street patrols. He also takes up patrols during the Dark Hour to fight Shadows, though he opts to fight them with his own two hands rather than call forth his Persona.

He’s standoffish and verbally hostile, a lone wolf who likes his personal space and will fight you for it. He proverbially holds people at arms’ length and dislikes anyone who pries into his personal issues. Your typical jerkass with a hidden heart of gold.

☑: An OTP with your Muse in it (if you have any).

[*sobs* Severa x Inigo. Severa and Morgan are pretty cute, and Severa and Kjelle literally makes me crack up, same with Severa and Owain. “I’m A CREEPY CREEP”]

☒: A NOTP with your Muse in it (if you have any).

Put HI in my inbox and I will answer:

1. First impression: "Oh.. One of those men, hm?" [ hoT DAMN LON’QU!INIGO UR BRUNETTE HAIR JUST ]2. Truth is:"I wish you’d show us some of your dance moves!" [ there should be an actual scene of inigo dancing with his mommy ]3. How old do you look: "I don’t ponder about age or such trivial topics, but you look 19, or maybe your early 20s." [ i think inigo is like 20 ish ]4. Have you ever made me laugh: "You attempts to court girls can be quite humorous sometimes.." [ ‘I WANT TO BE MANHANDLED’ ]5. Have you ever made me mad: "I don’t recall such a time.." [ me neither ]6. Best feature: "Your smile is quite radiant, I must say." [ i rlly love his hair and just his face in general o mg ]7. Have I ever had a crush on you: "That is an inappropriate way of thinking." [ inigo is cute but my heart is for stahl sorry ]8. You’re my: "Comrade." [ flower boy ]9. Name in my phone:”..?” [ it would be manhandled with a picture of gerome ]