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          ❛ i have heard much about you, lady lunafreya. ❜ her head bowed as she spoke. kairi was always one to uphold her manners where she could, and this factor did not waver within the presence of the other.

          news of the oracle’s recent travels and blessings had not remained secret. the little birds of eos’ whispers had travelled quickly, spreading news regarding the miracles the lady had brought upon. it had been told that citizens from far and wide and gone to seek her aid as she travelled across the land. kairi was no different than the masses -- and so she’d sought out the queen in waiting herself; arriving early to the meetingplace as soon as she'd received notice of lunafreya's arrival in her town, anticipation flowing through her veins.

          ❛ if you may, i’ve come to seek your blessing and guidance. ❜ she finally allowed herself to resume proper posture, daring to meet eyes with the blonde. she was as beautiful in person as she’d heard the people say, kairi couldn’t help but think. perhaps some rumours did hold truth.

how terribly  rare   the moment when time finds situation reversed.  a peek perhaps into the what could be (  a future that is to be forever unknown. ) melancholic hymns alight , drifting notes to a song unspoken. body turns , furtive glance given to present company before taken to the night sky,  studying the stars as thoughts turn over in his head. a foot scuff behind him has noctis moving again , quickly scratching returning words.  ‘  don’t worry --  ’     he writes ,  ‘  - we’ll be in altissia before you know it. ’  

a game of ships // accepting // @oraclelost

a ship that needs more love: 

38 - name any three things about the rpc that bother you.another one of those random munday memes

1. well first off the obvious stuff . bias towards character who are women or POC has been an issue since I first peeked my head in here , but if you gather a large enough sample base of people you’re bound to reflect all of the prejudices , including transphobia/transmisogny and ableism and everything else , in larger society to some extent . best you can do in any situation where you have control over it is cater the people you surround yourself with , and fight those issues in the ways you think will be productive . 2. i do not like being unable to tell what people’s icons are , i don’t really understand the point . i figure the purpose of an icon is to help convey expression or body language or a setting or even just solidify the mental image of what the character looks like . even the more seemingly ‘pointless’ trends like sub-small text convey an image of sleekness . challenging it too much would be like asking what the point of an abstract painting is so i have no interest in saying people should stop , but i get stuck staring at icons a lot trying to figure out what they’re supposed to be communicating and it just annoys me to have to settle on ‘nothing’ lol .3. and disrespecting the power of characters . a lot of posts center on this about antagonist characters , but it’s an issue for protagonists and other archetypes too , and honestly when it comes to canon characters , if you disrespect either of them , you disrespect the other . pretending the main villain in a story is not threatening makes the heroes struggling against them seem weak in return . pretending the heroes do not have whatever strengths they have makes the main villain who they foil/present an obstacle to seem unthreatening in turn . if a character is exceptionally powerful in certain ways it’s probably not very interesting to write with them in an effort to bring conflict to that particular facet of their character , so i totally get wanting to bring them down to a level where more equal footing can be found . but the answer to that isn’t to pretend their strengths don’t exist , either directly or indirectly , it’s to figure out the parts of them that do have weaknesses and explore the conflicts there , or write something that is not centered on conflict to begin with .

15 - How has rp changed you personally?

light hearted suggestions // accepting // @oraclelost

               breath comes short, STORM rages in his lungs, and floodgates spill from his lips; it’s SUFFOCATING, the rage that embeds itself and courses through his veins; he knows you mean well, dear oracle, but the heart that beats in that chest breaks at your words so disgracefully. 

         fingers wind tight into balls, knuckles WHITE, limbs shaken with strain, it’s all he can do to keep CAGED, lest she feel the same wrath he gifted to verstael.  ❝  what the hell would you know … ❞  spoken through hiss in teeth, SHAKING breath as he wills himself calm, but it comes far too late. a miracle, she says, and like wild dog, he SNARLS, teeth bared, and he feels the sting in his eyes. the dam is bursting, and he can’t stop it. 

               ❝  a miracle,  ❞  he repeats, SCOFF follows, before he swallows.  ❝  you think i’m a miracle ? being CREATED in a laboratory, used for EXPERIMENTS, finding out my whole goddamn life is a LIE – you call that a MIRACLE ?!  ❞  pitch raises, voice falters, his cheeks stain with salt and ANGER.  ❝  what would you know about any of this ?! you, who was BORN, who had people who loved you and adored you – what could you POSSIBLY know about what this is like ?!  ❞  somewhere in he back of his head, something tells him to stop, to let it go, until eyes set upon her, and he feels the wave of NAUSEA and MISERY wash across heated cheeks.

         ethereal in how she kneels, fingers translucent as the wrap ‘round burning wrist, and in her eyes he sees a gentle urge, a plea to understand, and his face FLUSHES with shame. you’d know miracles better than anyone, wouldn’t you ?

               ❝  yesterday, i woke up as prompto argentum,  ❞  his voice comes quiet now, and he can’t face her, shaking with ADRENALINE as it runs its course through him.  ❝  i was just a normal guy, just some dude who was fighting to save the world. and today …  ❞  a pause, and he lets tears flow free down his cheeks, lips pressed thin as he fights to catch his breath.

grey’s anatomy // accepting // @oraclelost

               an optimism he wishes he shared, he understands now, better than any other day, why she is the oracle; so dedicated to her people, so full of belief that, in the end, things will turn out in their favor, and yet he is full of SKEPTICISM. he believes in her, believes in noctis, but he believes, too, that the gods will doesn’t favor people like them. 

body broken and bruised, but still fighting // accepting // @oraclelost

               hiss through clenched teeth, shaking limbs that struggle in her grasp; he feels warmth across his chest, weight lifted and BREATH coming easier. is this the gift of the oracle, he wonders somewhere back in his mind, as gentle fingers smooth over his shoulder, across his forehead, through his hair. calm is is laced in her touch, and the pain eases.