#voshul

What is something you want to write more of ?

Difficult to say for her, largely because I greatly enjoy any form of interaction with Kestradormi. I would say moments where she can once more embrace her role as a guardian of Time and mortals alike. Prior to the War of the Shifting Sands, Kestra was incredibly hands-on for a bronze, and even more so in the far past.

Loosing her wing did not merely ground her physically, but also in spirit and mind. And now despite such advanced contraption allowing her temporary flight, there is little strength left to journey the timeways or stand at the frontlines of this war. This stoic and joyless workaholic is far from who Kestradormi once was. Her overly enthusiastic Draenei disguise comes much closer.

I want her thrown into a scenario out of her control with high stakes where she can step out of this shadow that she put upon herself in response to her injury. A purpose to act selflessly and in return reclaim millennia of championship in battle. Kestradormi does not belong in a pile of paperwork. She was meant to lead the battle, not direct it.

     it would stay as such. he would draw eyes, but they would never draw knowledge .

pov meme | accepting

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It was supposed to be a normal day–a normal fourth of july where the boys could hang out and take their minds off of the crazy shit that had been happening the past couple of months. Or so Vincent thought until he heard that fucking noise in the woods. “Did you guys hear that?” Words spoken–but Vincent doesn’t remember moving his mouth. Jeff an Evan immediately answer–both saying they hear the noise–and then their digging for weapons in the shed. Vincent doesn’t know why though–he heard the noise but what if it wasn’t that thing? What if it was something else? 

A few moments pass and they head into the woods–Alex calling behind them despite Jeff telling him to stay at the house. Vincent’s hands are sweating, holding the axe he had found in the shed when he sees something move out of the corner of his eye. “Guys I saw it.” Again, that fucking noise. Jeff pleads with his brother for a few moments–and then everything blurs together. 

atmospheric meme | accepting

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It wasn’t strange for Jersey to get blizzards like this in the dead of winter–in fact it was the most normal thing Vinnie had experienced in the past 2 years. Still even the normalcy of it all was laced with weirdness. He was still stuck in this house that HABIT had trapped him in–and one of HABIT’s friends had come over. Relian–or at least Vincent thought that was what he overheard when the two of them were talking earlier. He didn’t know what to think of the other–or why HABIT thought it was a good idea to leave Vincent with a stranger–someone who might pity him and let him out of this godforsaken loop he had been stuck in. 

pats the tiny one with his weird three-fingered lizard hands.