#holyworn

@holyworn / @rosaguard​

anyone who knows me knows that i can never do anything on time or within reason or without seemingly being extremely late to a party i should have been at ages ago. am i proud of this fact? no. but this is more than a little late / more than overdue and i feel like i can't spend the rest of this day relaxed and reasonable without posting about how much i love and admire dawn. for everything we've been through, through thick and thin, and how despite my worser days, you've never left. i love that. i love like you. ( emotions, you'll notice, aren't my strong suit unless i'm portraying them via someone else. ) not a day goes by where i don't think of you. there's always something i see that reminds me of you. that reminds me of our dumb little conversations. of luna, of aeris, of yuna, or ashe, or any of the women of the ff series that have obviously not been given the best treatment                                     and that i know, were they in your hands with your unique portrayals, they would be a force to be reckoned with. your compassion, confidence, and humility shows through all your muses ( and you're pretty hilarious too. )

i think we're comfortable. good. we work well together. we play off each other's strengths. you constantly have me thinking about why i've written certain things the way i have, make me thing about relationships, and the evolution of things as they grow. that's important! and i used to really not care! but at the same time, you've helped me not care about certain things i used to stress over before. i think you helped build up my confidence to what it used to be before i was scared and nervous and anxious about not being around. in the grand scheme of all things, no one cares about tumblr rp and that's important! so thank you, more than i could ever say, for what you've done for me. it means a lot and i think about it all the time. you mean so much to me! dawn: jump. me: how high?

holyworn asked:  ‘ do i ever even cross your mind or do i do all the thinking of us on my own? ’ yea i went there

⚔️ *:･ﾟ✧┆growling suggestion starters. ❪ no longer accepting. ❫

The 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 was no intruder upon soft-spoken conversation, the usual 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 muted from beyond tower glass. Atop this skyview veranda, did Yozora spend the 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 with Lunafreya: idle in waiting, savouring a moment’s reprieve amidst the 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐑 with the Gigas. Holy whisper departed from ally’s lips-- an 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄, perhaps to fill the void of silence that would hang so oft between 𝐆𝐎𝐃 and 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐒.

By what means did the ascended oracle ponder over 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄'𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄? Indeed was night sky an 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀: loathe to reveal and privy to conceal. The notion of 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 the king's intentions was not unbeknownst. Alas, the topic of discussion did not solely rest on 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅. ( Thinking of us. To what extent? And for what 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍? )

Subconsciously did the 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐗 find Lunafreya blossoming in forethought: the day their paths first crossed, and the 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 they spent together on Replica Earth. Indeed, was 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 now pondering the woman presented so stalwart before him.  

❛  Yes.  ❜  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒 was blunt in his admission, the 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 of his namesake as relentless as 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 through expiring lungs. Deadpan was the king's baritone: as though it was an 𝐎𝐁𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. The oracle came with her own mysteries, untruths, unanswered questions. Likely as much as 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀 thought of Yozora, 𝐘𝐎𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐀 equally thought about her.

❛  There’s a lot I don’t know about you. Questions I have yet to ask.  ❜  𝐃𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 deliberated, chromatic gaze intense upon the priestess’s form. ( 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓-𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 locked onto lavender-speckled azure. )  

❛  Why ‘us’?  ❜

❪ @holyworn​ ❫

(  headcanon prompts  /  accepting !! )

one.     aulea saw luna as a daughter long before she was arranged to marry noctis. after sylva died, she tried to keep in contact with luna by sending her letters, not because she wanted to replace sylva, but because she wanted luna to know that someone was there and listening; however she was never sure they arrived or if they were intercepted by Nifflheim soldiers as she never received any replies. 

(  unprompted asks  /  always accepting !!  )

        𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋 about the edges of the vanity mirror, glinting under the chandelier’s light. The dull pang of guilt still lingers from the morning after seeing Noctis and his friends off; but another sort of pain emerges at the sight of Lunafreya. Luna had always been a pretty child, but she’s become even more beautiful as the years have passed. Aulea thinks, with some sadness, that she looks just like Sylva—she would have been proud.

        Luna’s hair is down, a scattering of pins and clips splayed across the vanity’s surface. Aulea picks up one of her brushes and calmly runs it through the Oracle’s flaxen strands; the motions are slow and purposeful, because there is nothing quite so nice as having one’s hair brushed. Especially by one’s mother. Aulea isn’t Sylva—and she would never dream of trying to replace her--but with the marriage fast approaching, she can only hope that her presence can salve the wound, even just a little. 

        ❛  How are you doing?  ❜ It’s a stupid question. Lunafreya is in the custody of the enemy. She could hardly imagine that things are well beyond the surface. But Luna is smart, sharper than Aulea gives her credit for, and her only answer is a semi-smile and a quiet ‘ I’m alright ’. The room falls quiet for some minutes. It isn’t a particularly uncomfortable silence, but it is obvious that there is more Luna wants to say—her expression pinches just enough that Aulea almost thinks it’s because she is hurting her with the brush. Then she speaks.

        Humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets. As if there can be no story unless we crawl and weep.

holyworn asked:  yo fallacy, comin’ in hot with some appreciation for you! i'm gonna keep it real(tm): i had mixed feelings about verum rex after kh3 tbh. was i mostly bitter about the weak conclusion of a 15 year+ arc and kairi's treatment? m a y b e. when i initially saw your blog around, i was admittedly hesitant to follow it because i wasn’t sure what to expect. but eventually, i told myself to just take a chance and see what your yozora was about. and well....i had to put on my clown make-up afterwards. 

the amount of time and effort you’ve put into your blog and how you repeatedly outdo yourself is impressive. the talent? the aesthetic? the flavor? unmatched. but in all seriousness: you’ve fleshed out yozora, his world, etc. so well to the point that i think anything nomura puts out won’t live up to the standard /you/ have set. i’ve always felt like the rpc should be a place that encourages creativity; that encourages going against the grain. 

i feel like you / your blog are the embodiment of that completely which i highly respect. also i would be doing you a disservice if i didn’t at least touch on your artistic talent. it’s amazing and i wish i had an ounce of your skill! the verum rex ultima page and the yozora render (i think using the noctis tekken render as a base) you did wow’ed me specifically. i know what i’m saying isn’t really new asothers have praised your blog - and probably worded it better too. *tidus laugh* 

i don’t send messages like this...ever really but sometimes it’s nice to throw positivity someone’s way and congrats, i choose you. tl:dr: i like your blog. 

⚔️ *:･ﾟ✧┆fallacy loving hours?? whomst?? ❪ unprompted! ❫

       When I saw four new messages in my inbox, this was far from what I was expecting-- Summer, I cannot even begin to describe how happy this made me? Firstly, thank you so much for taking the time to send this, especially since it’s not what you would do normally. I’m beyond flattered and truly appreciate you going out of your way to write all of this ;;;;

       Honestly, I feel exactly the same about KH3, especially before Remind. I have a habit of building expectations, and the conclusion certainly was lacklustre. And being a Kairi fan myself, I was so disheartened at her treatment, about how she was pigeon-holed back into that damsel role. I totally understand people’s wariness when it comes to Nomura introducing new content and characters without fleshing out the old ones first, so it means the world that you would give my Yozora a chance. 

       To be compared and even placed in competition to Nomura? I can’t even begin to explain how big of a compliment this is. True enough, there are some flaws in his writing... but he has written and led on Square’s most successful games. I would aspire to even come close to that level of experience ;;;;

       I absolutely agree about the RPC encouraging creativity. I myself am drawn to portrayals that defy canon and aren’t afraid to breach what is typical or expected of said character. That’s where I also admire and equally respect YOUR portrayals, particularly for your Aerith and your Luna, who you have gone above and beyond for, to give them the justice and good writing they deserve. ( And please don’t knock your own talent-- I absolutely love your edits and the aesthetic you continue to uphold across all of your blogs ;;; the talent is overwhelming! )

       Thank you again for this Summer. I am forever grateful that I have the chance to rp with all of your muses, and immerse myself in your thorough and diverse portrayals directly ( rather than shyly watching from afar! ) ♡♡♡

     ❝I wouldn’t. I would think you’re simply human.❞ His words were sincere and kind, voice soft in the breaks between crashing waves as he watched her retreat back to him. The fear she spoke of was one that plenty felt, and one that he could easily comprehend. Out there in the vastness of open water, where the depths could not even be seen; an abyss. Despite his love for the unknown and the ache to explore it all, the terror of it all did not escape him. 

         ❝Borrowed time, huh?❞ A thoughtful hum echoed from his closed lips, one hand pressed to his hip as the other was raised to brush in thought against his chin. ❝You’ve a healthy logic to it all, actually. Even if you can swim, who’s to say you won’t get swept up in a wave too big for you to handle. Or encounter a monster that drags you down under.❞ The fear and sense of the open water being related to the same star-filled sky above them, was not lost on him. He recalled how he felt when he left this place, all those years ago. When the storm plucked this star from the sea of worlds, ocean and all. 

     When he was all but deserted by himself on another world that he knew not, with oceans of its’ own.

i love ha