#conflictborn

     The first thought that pops into her mind upon hearing about there situation is that she’s going to die.

     After all, she’s powerless compared to some of the others here isn’t she? She can’t defend herself as well as some of the others can. So she’s going to die, isn’t she? There’s not much she can do about it other than accept it, right?

     No, she thinks to herself, she wants to live as does everyone else. They all want to live and get out of here. But there’s so much that’s stacked against them, so the odds aren’t really in her favor, or anyone’s for that matter.

     But she wants to try.She doesn’t want to just give up and die so easily.

     (After all, her dreams give her enough of that to deal with.)

     So she walks off in the direction of where she thinks she needs to go, only to be stopped by someone tugging on her arm, stopping her to turn and look at them. “Are you...wanting something from me? Or... do you want to try and help me with this situation we’ve found ourselves in?”

NeetGod, the love guru, answers questions about his love life!VALENTINE’S ALPHABET! // open

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

⏎  ⎯> Oh, very quick. He falls super easily! Not to the extent that just basic kindness does it, but be the slightest bit TOO nice to him and/or be somewhat cute in his eyes and you’re already marked for love. You’ll know, trust me.

I    :   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET! || not accepting !

DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

“sorry, someone beat ya to the punch!”

EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

“uh, yeah? who doesn’t like a good hug? even air hugs are epic! i’m adaptable!”

prompto is very, very enthusiastic about them, if that wasn’t obvious enough! his hugs are usually on the playful side, accompanied with noogies, cheek pinches, etc etc. receiving hugs would be his ultimate dream, but he’s almost always the instigator and that’s good enough for him.

AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

“blah blah beat blah blah punch.”

TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

“ahem! ‘love’… truly a complex emotion in all of its intricacies. who are we, as naive as we are, to say how far such a thing can go? alas, alas…” he adjusts an imaginary pair of glasses, speaking in a certain accent belonging to a certain roommate.

silly impression aside, he does believe in true love! he’s read fanfiction. he knows what’s up.

HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

“whaaat… haha… me? quick at giving my heart away? t-totally ridiculous!”

❝ man. give me a break, here. ❞

WEDDING. would your muse get married? why or why not?

❝ i — yeah, sure, i guess, but i’m not really thinking about that right now. not after… look, i’ve got a lot on my mind. ❞

noctis isn’t entertaining the idea at the moment. too much has happened. it would be something he’d look forward to if the situation were much, much different.

AFFECTION. how does your muse show affection?

❝ i guess just. hanging out with the people i like. listening to them. teasing and joking around, too. does that kind of stuff count? ❞

physical affection beyond high fives and fist bumps and all that usually isn’t noct’s thing, but he won’t shy away from the occasional hug or arm around the shoulder. if he were dating anyone, he’d have pda on the brain.

ROMANCE. is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

❝ a little bit of both. maybe a little more romantic than not. ‘s just that nerves stop you from saying anything or… thinking about it too long, you know? ❞

noct is a lot more of a romantic than he’d like to admit. he’s just not really equipped to talk about it or parse those feelings, so he tries to act like he’s too cool for that sort of thing.

PARTNER. what does your muse look for in a partner? looks/personality?

❝ i mean, if you don’t get along with someone, or you can’t understand the way someone is feeling, you’ll be miserable. so personality is way more important. that, and supporting each other. looks don’t really matter that much to me. ❞

NeetGod posted:

             ⎯ Saturninity Codex. A strange name for a library, a name that speaks of secrets and supernatural. No idea what it actually means, however. But it is a library! Surely it must contain stuff that can clear things up. What things? No idea on that front either. But hey, you gotta start somewhere!

              ⎯ Yuta takes in a big breath. Feel that smell of old books and yellow pages. Musty. It’s actually kind of a gross smell, not gonna lie.「 Ew... even if disgusting, the smell of knowledge sure is strong! Time to find it all, through the books! Through... many... and many... books... 」 Oh my God how is he gonna find anything through all of this old and smelly paper?

             ⎯ But this is not the time to get discouraged! A hearty little slap on the cheeks and it’s time to get to work! But where? 「 Shoot, nothing really gives a good starting point... not even that silly announcement... To Hell with it, time to let fate decide! Eenie, meenie, miney... 」 Yuta covers his eyes with one hand and makes wide arcs with the other arm, the tip turned into a pointing finger. Destiny will say where the search will begin! And it says to begin... 「 ...mo! 」 ...there! Next to a tall and... brooding man. Oh boy.

       ❛ Blaise antique de le cha—- ❜ The words falls from Marx’s lips, a whispered tone as though trying to keep what he was muttered to himself. Book in hand, eyes on the page and then before he could even have the changed to finish the sentence. He felt a sudden weight against his back, following along with it was a familiar voice. Whining, over him. About the idea of spoiling him or maybe wanting to spend time with it? Either way, he didn’t have to bother turning around to figure out who it was. 

       ❛ You should start calling me Marxy, I think that would be a lot cuter now, wouldn’t it? I heard that it is normal to give one another pet name. ❜ Marx’s amazed at how even his voice sounds despite the anxiety churning in his stomach, threatening to grip his lungs like a vice. This isn’t the first time someone interrupted him, but the last time the person did it. They were found their body burnt to a crisp do to his magic going wild. Even If the city has told him what power he was allowed to use and what he wasn’t, that never stopped him from attempting back to relearning his abilities, rewriting them down within the book. Nevertheless, the last thing he wished to do was placed any sort of harm upon Kaiden.

█ * ✦ Medowside ~ It sounds almost magical when you think about it. Though Cotton wasn’t sure how truly “Magical” the new housing he is staying in would be. This world was fun, adventurous. Something about this “Koi” drew him in, everything about it felt new, felt free... He liked it. Steps were light, the typical soft “Ching” coming from him as he walked, the star in his eye was moving softly as always and always gave a ching noise when it bounced. He was enjoying himself. The scarf was warm that he was given and the book on the wildlife was wonderful. He’ll read it later. He needed to stay focused for now, as he has gotten distracted one way or another on the people. So many bright or unique auras... It’s like everyone here was alive.

█ * ✦ Up the stairs, into the hallway and about to open the door of his new apartment before the one next to him opened, a man walking out and Cotton couldn’t help but look and then stare. 

      ❛ Oh... You are very pretty, aren’t you? ❜

█ * ✦ He left his door, stepping towards the other. He was bad at staying out of other's personal space, and keeping comments to himself ! He was also bad at keeping his hands to himself, which was shown as he lightly places the tip of his fingers on the other's chest, directly in the center as he smiled. His aura was pretty, at least to cotton.