#empyreau

@empyreau — Caleb !

[ 🍎 putang manzana 📩: ] dude why tf would i send this shit to someone else [ 🍎 putang manzana 📩: ] tell me if it's good enough to send to a girl [ 🍎 putang manzana 📩: ] actually hold up I took another one which one should i choose

Despite being the captain of the dynasty's company of knights, Ansbach could be something of a recluse at times - a quiet soul who liked to be alone with his thoughts. Perhaps it was this prolonged isolation, the several days in which his company had been absent, that had piqued Miquella's curiosity.

He sat in a chair in a corner by the fire, unmasked, needle and thread in one hand and his cloak in the other, as he carefully restitched some of the frayed embroidery. When Miquella approached, it was with wide golden eyes that Ansbach looked back at him, blinking in surprise as he parsed the question.

let aqssa yap !!! ♡ @empyreau

5. What is a character you love, but don’t think you can write?

i already answered that here saying lestat and astarion !

so bonus i'm gonna mention a character i WOULD rly love to write and that is

DAVY.

'do you feel death?'

mf. JONES !!!!!!!

i just feel like i'd rly kill it with him idk idk. i'd up all his tortured soul and violence and cursed horror show ship crew and monster creature feature bc that's just me teehee !!! and i'd loooove to do really fucked up warped magical realism stuff with the Locker and everything. really world build around it and his time as a human too. liiike just look at the brand i curate here !!! i feel like it's so obvious that you can see the vision !!!

18. What is one thing you’d wish to see more in the rp community?

i don't haaave a lot of critique for the rpc just cuz i'm still floored by the fact that imo it's so much more improved from how it used to be. i have mostly positive things to say abt it. i guess in general though i do wish people took reciprocity to heart a bit more. like this isn't a problem for ME at all but. i feel like it doesn't hurt for ppl to rly understand that it only takes 2 seconds to send an ask to someone and make their day, let them yap, put in effort into getting to know the people on your dash and let them shine. if you want to be seen on your dash, why would you not help others also feel seen ?? dont be one sided. put effort into others. the diff between rp and fan fic is that rp is a LOT more of a social activity and reciprocity and consideration goes a much longer way here. again this isn't rly a problem necessarily but smth i think we can all strive to be better at no matter what.

"I will bear the brunt of their ire," said the Lord of Blood, lying beside the empyrean with naught but blankets. Shifting onto his side so that he could gaze fully upon Miquella, his gaze was half-lidded, and adoring.

"I specialize in bloody business, do I not?"

With the stems tied together with a bow of wispy pale gold fabric, the bouquet of wildflowers held a soft glow. Plucked from high and low about the Haligtree each flower had its own faint sweet scent, just enough to notice but not overpower. "The breeze whispered word that you admire flowers," Miquella said as he held out the bouquet in offering. "I hope they are too your liking."

" Oh! I do, very much!" an eager confession is quickly spoken from behind humbly crossed hands. Green hues peer from behind their cover, already studying the flora in awe: some were familiar, while there were many she has never seen. And the scent, even combined from many species, lingers pleasantly around them.

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St. Trina looks upon her whole. Her skin shivered under the passing breeze with all the uncomfortability of a fresh wound soaking under wet bandages. A body cleaved from golden essence, all she hath ever known was this pliant vulnerability that came with its own aches; bone && blood deep.

Sleeping eyes peer open, her face fixed into a pleasant smile. For all that she suffers, she could not hate. There live no such notion nor drive within her body to do so, for her furtive heart swelled with an immense affection to carry all of which Miquella has none.

" You recognize this now? " St. Trina's voice never raises above a sickly whisper," of all that you've given, is the lands far and few in between truly beyond you, dear? "