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𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑩𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬. ━━━━━ a mixture of literature, television and videogame muses that have been adored for a long time. low to medium activity, most active during the weekend.
a study in finding oneself, dreams and reality, boundaries unraveling, unbecoming and becoming, spreading ones wings and falling, i've always dreamt of this, of you, of this moment, is this destiny? is this fate? perhaps we were always meant to be.
am i your chosen one? / prompts, always open.
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I AM ALIVE (questionable)
"Weeell, it must suck having to stay at the top of the class all the time, huh, and as if that's not enough, you've gotta make sure the other Black Eagles don't fall behind either." If you're wondering whether he meant it, maybe. He certainly wishes that she'd cut herself some slack sometimes. "Why don't you try being a Golden Deer for once, Edelgard? Just lie back and relax. Grade are just grades - they won't feed anybody." ... @timebattle
" perhaps you may think so, claude, but that just proves that me and the golden deer mindset clash. as future emperor, i cannot be seen slacking or thinking grades do not matter. whatever will people think if they hear i failed my classes, or do not take my studies seriously? " her arms are folded in front of her, only one of them raising by the elbow and accompanied by a shake of her head to bring nuance to her final question. while he isn't inherently wrong about it being tiring.. she simply doesn't feel like she can do that. " honestly, i'm not certain how you seem so confident and fine with being so.. relaxed all the time. don't you worry about such things? " her eyebrows knit together for a second in question.
@timebattle liked for a starter (for Fang)
Pulse was hell, that was what they had always been told growing up in Cocoon. It was a lawless place and the inhabinates thereof were little more then demons. Since meeting Fang and Vanille though, Lightning had come to realize that much of what they had been taught was false. Even if there were differences in some of the experiences they'd lived through, overall they weren't that different then those in Cocoon.
Though if there was one thing said about Gran Pulse on Cocoon that was at least paritally true, it was that the place was dangerous. The monsters there were far stronger then on Coccon, and it wasn't the easiest to find a safe spot to rest for a bit. For all that Lightning was confident in her strength, she wasn't sure how well they would have done if they weren't l'Cie.
❝I'll be happy if I never have too see another Behemoth in my life.❞ Lightning grumbled, making her way towards the campfire that had already been set up. She was exhausted.
Not everyone seemed as tired though, the ever energetic Snow had dragged off Hope and Vanille to hunt for some dinner, with Sazh following to keep an eye on the 'kids'. That left just her and Fang with nothing to do and Lightning had never been good at doing nothing.
Drawing her gunblade out from its sheath, she rested it on her lap as she took as seat, before pulling out a clothe to polish it with. The last thing she needed was blood or some other fluid from monsters rusting it because she neglected to properly care for it.
Glancing across the fire at Fang, Lightning let out a sigh. Although she had grown fond of this group that chance had brought together, she still wasn't very good at small talk. She didn't particularly feel like just sitting in silence though, though she needed to come up with something.
❝Any idea what kind of monsters we might run into as we get closer to Oerba?❞ She asked finally, unable to find any better topic.
gran pulse is freedom and home. nothing beat the fresh air and the feeling of grass and dirt underneath her bare soles, seeing lush flora and fauna nearly everywhere they look. cocoon, to fang, is nothing but rules and modernisation ━ so much grey and nitpicking about what is allowed and what not, giving its citizens a false sense of safety. the weird obsession of them to paint gran pulsians as feral and dangerous ( though, she can't exactly blame them. ) brings many of its own citizens in danger, pointing fingers in each other's direction to, often, falsely accuse one another of being a gran pulse l'cie.
hearing lightning's complaint makes fang shift on the rock she sits upon before she laughs. " aahh ━ the good ole gran pulse experience. don' tell me it's too much for ya. these behemoths ain't anything ", fang says with a grin thrown in lightning's direction. behemoths, while a challenge and a danger to the inexperienced, were a frequent enough foe for fang that it isn't too difficult for her to handle. or, well, that used to be the case.
now it's another story. waking up from a crystal stasis hundreds of years later makes one quite rusty in the art of hunting, not to mention behemoths did change and multiply over the course of the years. that, plus, well, now she is with a group of untrained and inexperienced people, preventing fang from being as reckless as she likes to be: always needing to keep an eye out for the others.
unlike lightning, fang enjoys her moments of rest. stretching her limbs, she crosses them before her while keeping her eyes upon lightning. oh, how entertaining the stuck-up soldier is. though she has to admit, she's been seeing cracks in that hard shell of hers.
" i wish i could help ya, but right now, 'm not even sure myself what ta expect there ", fang admits. gran pulse has gotten wilder and more dangerous with the beasts roaming around freely, with no one to hunt them actively like gran pulsians once did. " lady luck willin', there won't be any behemoths. but normally, there shouldn't be anything worrisome lingering around. " a pause, before she continues. " kinda dread goin' there, y'know. seein' how gran pulse ended up.. 'm scared to see how oerba is, now. " to see how the once beautiful flowers she and vanille once loved are gone. she could be hopeful and hope they prospered, but seeing the draught and ruins of the rest of the world, she has little hope.
" a shame, there was a spot in oerba i'd have shown ya. i think yer sister would've loved to see it. but from the looks of it.. i fear it ain't there anymore. "
when you wanna write so badly, but the heat ( and your headache caused by it ) tell you not today. 😮💨
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Happy Birthday Edelgard
good morning, i'm alive. 😌
me, excited for the new switch games even tho i do not have a switch 2 !!! sobbing rn
how odd it is to be back at startorch academy, after forty years. so much has changed during the time chisa was trapped in honami, making her feel a stranger once more in an academy she hardly recognizes. even if she'd only been a student for a couple of months before becoming trapped, she'd still managed to make it feel like home. but now, with decades missing from her life, it is difficult.
she finds it difficult connecting with fellow students ━ is not up-to-date, as she hears people call it, with current trends and whatever people think and do and talk about. she feels herself terribly out of the loop.
" um, lynae.. right? " chisa asks to gain the blonde's attention. she has seen the rover talk to @convened .. and, well, she figures a friend of the rover means they must be somewhat friendly, right? " sorry, i just heard your name from rover ", she clarifies, afraid she may come across as a creep. she feels awkward, unsure how to strike a conversation since.. well, what does she know what to talk about? anything she knows is either honami - based, or happened decades ago.
" i was wondering.. those are rollerskates, right? they seem so.. flashy ", she eventually says, her gaze lingering at the curious items. she remembers kids having used them back then ( it is still so odd to refer to her time as so far in the past, it messes with her ) but she doesn't remember them looking anything like lynae's do.
" i take it you're quite familiar, ms. cross? " auburn eyes glance from behind crimson tinted glasses. there is always a certain sense of fear or unbelief of victims when the shadow operatives arrive at the scene. most of the time, it's due to whatever happened to them that made the local police call for her unit specifically: dealing with paranormal events caused by shadows. sometimes, it's due to her ( according to the opinions of some members ) extravagantly ridiculous way of dressing. most of the time it is both.
however, this specific individual doesn't appear baffled in the slightest ━ a feat rare in her still budding career. " most of the paranormal victims show signs of fear, and in worse cases, trauma. you, however, do not seem fazed even in the slightest. " paranormal, supernatural: it is the easiest way to describe the events of possessed items, hearing voices or seeing things that are not truly there. the existence of shadows, and tartarus and the thirteenth hour is something that isn't supposed to be made public ━ and even if it was, it would've been too much of a hassle to explain.
@incubabe , however, made mitsuru rather curious. is she a yet undiscovered persona user? no, if that was the case, the woman would be on their radar. suspicious. " can you tell me what happened? others in the building claim they saw apparitions in the meeting room ", is all mitsuru said: the fact that the apparitions, once you go closer, appears anything but human is intentionly left out.
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happy pride month! all my girlies would kiss girls btw. and a small section of my boys would kiss boys. :)
would y'all still love me if i'm mobile bound for the week and won't be able to crop my threads
to see the world get enshrouded by darkness, to see part of it succumb to chaos and realize there is no way to stop it, having to witness how the world seems to shrink as the chaos grows and festers. it would put anyone in a depressive state to see how small their chance to survive is getting after years ━ centuries. harvests are diminishing with the minute. what was once fruitful and plentiful, has now cropped down to barely enough for the people.
and to be tasked to provide and divide their little available resources, to witness how desperate people are getting: it drains you. it drains him to watch nova chrysalis chip away with every second. and he can't do anything but wait for this damned savior to somehow fix this. for lightning to figure it all out, somehow.
" let me help you ", he says to her, jaw clenching at the fact he knows he currently cannot. yusnaan needs him, needs someone to overview them because otherwise riots would break out: resources would not be fairly distributed anymore, the last of humanity would indulge in their own greed. but yet he offers, because if he doesn't do so, he'd feel like he didn't do anything.
" i can't go out there, but while you're here in my city, let me help you ", he almost sounds like he's pleading, he knows this but for the first time in a long, long time he doesn't care. " i feel useless here, @strikesthrice. i couldn't and still can't do anything for them but sit here and wait until you finally decided to pop up to save the day. let me feel useful again, like back then. "
startorch academy is a place both familiar yet unknown to chisa. after having spent so long in honami city, the sonoro sphere feels more like her home than the real world does. she feels more of a stranger walking along the grounds of the academy than she has walking around in honami city. at times, chisa cannot help but feel a bit homesick to it.
absentmindedly does she sit upon a bench, elbow perching upon its armrest and her chin resting atop her palm. " i've heard rumors from fellow students ", she begins, not even glancing over towards the hooded man sitting on the bench beside her. " they claim to see a man at night, carrying a lantern. they say it must be an ominous spirit roaming the school grounds, searching for his next victim. "
and despite chisa's rather reserved personality, it did not mean she didn't observe. has quietly seen the so-called spirit herself at night, who happens to be dressed quite similarly to @zuogui.
" a credit for your thoughts? ", she directly asks him now, finally turning her head to face him directly.
some new muse additions !!
> safiya llewellyn-fayyad from life is strange double exposure.
> mitsuru kirijo & tatsuya suou from persona 2 & 3.
> oerba yun fang & snow villiers from the ffxiii trilogy.
> corrin (female) from fe: fates.
> himeko from hsr.
> chisa & camellya from wuwa.
with these additions & to get things rolling for them (and this blog in general), feel free to like and specify a muse for a starter !!
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dorian likes to think he can mask his emotions well. he used to be good at it ━ until magic, hidden deep within him surfaced. now he feels like it is a gamble, while he could easily maintain a coy pokerface, his magic often betrayed his anger. his fear.
at night, dorian often dreams about sorscha. nightmares. of him kneeling and gathering her body, trying over and over to piece her back together, but for her to slip away and fall apart again. for him to be covered in her blood, silent sobs and soundless screams being the only thing he knew how to do.
his beautiful sorscha. she who was so beautiful, both inside and out.
sorscha ( @fcntasyadvcnturc ) says: you were my almost. my what-if. my biggest regret.
her beautiful voice makes him jerk his head upwards. how long had it been since he last heard her? no matter. she was here now, alive and speaking, right in front of him.
dorian stands, only now noticing her broken body has gone from his lap. no more blood staining his hands, his clothes. dorian wastes no time, not even wondering why or how the body that was in his lap seconds before is now standing before him, speaking. quickly stepping closer and allowing his hands to cup her cheeks ━ as if to feel her, to make sure she's real. maybe it was all but a horrible, terrible dream. he can feel the tears prickling in the corner of his eyes, threatening to fall, but he refuses.
" i'm so sorry ", he dares to whisper as his thumbs tenderly caress her cheeks, her smooth skin that feels too cold and looks too pale. " i'm sorry i couldn't ━ i didn't do anything to save you. " i love you, he wants to say, but doesn't dare to say those words. doesn't feel like he deserves to.
um. okay, question.
do people mind if i tell them "oh i'll make you a starter np" but i end up busier than i thought so i do not get to it (or anything else for that matter) for a week. is that, like, a valid reason to get blocked?
