#sparklymuses

when faced with hardships, even prey can evolve into a fearsome foe. could she make it? could maki overcome the hardship engraved so vividly in her flesh; it is never easy to defeat solitude, & loneliness had always been a voracious foe. gojo discovered a comfortable spot on the roof of a the building just so he could nonchalantly sit, to see her battering away foe after foe as they relentlessly came back for more.

❝    you're slowing down, at that rate you won't make it through the night.    ❞ his tongue weaved each word carefully, lacing them with enough tac to evoke some level of irritation. maki, despite being calculative, became more astute, cunning when showered with negative comments.

foe after foe, she cleaved a clean pathway to victory & certainly when she could possibly already taste it? she didn't achieve it. the last curse was equivalent to a special grade, a shrewd image of a disfigured man & goat, capable of eviscerating an object should it touch its surface for no longer than a whole minute. regardless, gojo would remain watching 'till he deemed it worthy to intervene; is a sorcerer worth sparing if they can't even win their own battles?

unprompted / always accepting / @sparklymuses​ :" i'm surprised the fatui has the guts to try and wall right into mondstat ... "  -  rosaria to childe!

His eyes quickly darts towards the young woman that had been so..’friendly’ enough to ensure the night was not a lonely one for him. “Oh, oh no no it’s nothing like that I assure you Sister.” The mask that was his bright smile was now donned upon his face. Her majesty was clear on her order and he would be extremely thorough with his search for the deserter. There was something interesting about this Sister that had approached him, as a warrior himself, someone inept in the art of war; he knew another weapon of destruction when he saw one. This woman..she was more than what she seemed.

...Not that he would say anything. Needless to say baring witness to the way she made that particular shape glitter, glow and hold such a mythical looking aura definitely had to be in the range of no small feat. Doubly so if a full on introduction claims the tide of this moment, leading to him going ‘ooooh’, softly clapping at such a title!

So her work had to do with the stars above? Did Astrology and Art even go hand in hand? Mona certainly was going to pave a new road in those thoughts.

“Glad to see someone feeling on the top of their game out here. Ah! By the by, your audience’s name here is Sora nice to meeeet... you?”

He visibly flinches from the raw TRUTH settled in that statement. A combination of being surprised, meeting someone new, on top of meeting a devilish level of perception leads to him nearly taking a step back, quickly processing how she didn’t even seem to guess. ‘How could she even tell?! S’not like I got any stars on me or anything!?’ ..Or did he? Swallowing down that initial shudder, he bashfully couldn’t help but rub at the side of his head.

”You.. really could tell that much from staring at me for five seconds? Whoa, stars really must be your best friend.. But, you’re not wrong either.”

Having this as a conversational center piece is not what he was expecting!

@sparklymuses​  asked for a Gala starter

Maybe he was a little over his head or so he thought as straightening the tie. As usual his recklessness took the best of him, but Shirou didn’t regret it one bit. To see people happy couldn’t be a bad thing, right? The copper-haired boy recalled clear as day the visage of Luvia by herself, fidgeting nervously ever since the gala was announced every time any male-presenting individual came near her. Did she wanted to be invited to the gala? The boy didn’t have any hesitation or doubt in his mind when he walked to her and went “Hey, Luvia-san, would you go to the gala with me?”, half-expecting rejection from someone so elegant and out of his reach but fully committed – Shirou liked her. She was gentle, caring and a lovely person whom he cared and wanted to see happy. Either response would be perfectly fine. Why he was getting butterflies in his stomach? The cream suit was complimented with the blue shirt and darker blue tie – the colors that he knew the Edelfelt mage preferred. Was he supposed to bring flowers or was it something you are supposed to do with proms? Either way he decided to be on the safe side and brought a few blue ones just in case. The boy ran his hand on his hair, trying to calm himself down a little bit – hopefully he won’t mess that up. Shirou knew next to nothing about social events but he would do his best to keep Luvia-san happy. There was a moment of hesitation before he knocked the door to her room --- --- her visage suddenly cleaned up all his doubts.