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againstfate · 3 years
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Hello everyone! I moved over HERE. please feel free to follow me as I will be archiving && moving threads / ask over to the new blog.
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Hello! I’m sorry for the absence but June was the most chaotic month I’ve had. I will be remaking this blog altogether this week to clean things up, all threads && ask will be transferred. I’m sorry for the sudden disappearance, but the new place shall be more organized. When it’s up, I will link everyone so please look forward to it. I sorely miss writing all these lovely muses, along with talking to everyone! I just think a new clean slate shall help.
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Someone be Kyrie’s Nero or Credo - she wants love!!! Do not deny the white mage!!
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I like to imagine that Kyrie was one of few (if not, the only one) who Credo broke his composure for
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Hello! I have not vanished completely. In actuality I’ve been re-reading Bleach && Berserk. Which have been nothing but epics I’m trying to power through. I hope everyone has been well, I’ll be around this week to answer / write. My main blog is a little crazy with how much I owe so I’m pacing myself! But, I really want to work on my Inquisitor since DnD has given me inspo in general.
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this is a waste of time.
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I’m sorry to post this again, I haven’t been around to fix the muse page. Though all my XIV muses are on hiatus! Unless we are friends or ship partners, I will not be writing them for the foreseeable future. Please feel free to request any other Final Fantasy muse, thank you!
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i will give my gifts to you, grow your garden, watch it bloom
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  Donna Beneviento shall be added to the roster along with Angie Beneviento since they come in a pair. I’ll be tagging #dolls when it comes to Angie, considering I know it is a common fear for many - I don’t wish to upset anyone. Keep in mind, some of the muses on here are very...dark, everything is tagged accordingly. Should you need anything personally tagged please IM me right away! As my greatest concern is ensuring everyone feels safe.
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I’ve realised how important everything was … Everything I’ve thrown away in my pursuit of power. I thought maybe he could change my … maybe fix … Maybe right my wrong.
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  I return! With even better news, I submitted my final paper && will be free until fall where I start my new program. I hope everyone has been doing well, I’ll be answering ask / drafts throughout the week. If you would like something small from any of the muses, feel free to comment below who you’d like.
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  Apologies if I’m slow right now, I ended up having some severe side effects to the vaccine. Mostly body pain && fever, so I’m feeling a little gross. When it clears I’ll have more clarity, take care of yourselves! Should you wish to talk on discord I am more than happy to supply it.
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                         @bladebroken​:  night terrors / from armin @ eren!!!
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The world distorts itself even in dreams, flowers the decay among his grasp && the permanent smell of iron. It taints each nostril refusing to budge, but there are no flames or rivers of red, there is nothing - desolation that magnifies. Is that the end? Nothing but absolution, to be forgotten in this life. Everyone is asleep, it’s peaceful in this darkness almost reminiscent to the days of a young trainee. Where they would huddle together speaking of dreams far too great for the likes of them or naively believing, they could really be the course of change.
 Tears that start to spill, this lonesomeness that lingers within the heart is heavy, it nearly crushes the spirit. When was the last time Eren felt this way? Every time another familiar face was lost, the memories of each ghost that manifested, refusing slumber. There is no point in tears, they stain each bit of clothing but he can feel the weight of another against the hardness of his back. Familiar, close but so far as bright eyes flicker an expression that cannot be read contorting onto soft features.
   His bottom lip tries to become stiff, nose wrinkling - that’s always how he has been, trying so valiantly to not cry but it fails each time. There is nothing to be said, desperate fingers that reach out clawing at Armin’s clothing. How does he know? Each emotion that sprawls across his face, Armin can decipher within an instant. Even since they were children, there was no use keeping a secret, he would always figure it out. At times, it makes Eren laugh while others he cannot help but scowl, it is an infuriating skill but one that is needed nonetheless.
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 There’s hesitance to lean in, as if taking such comfort could shatter the fragility of this small world of theirs. He does not fight instead simply leans in, another nightmare where it feels like the endless sea akin to drowning unable to escape. They’ve become more rampant, memories that are not of his own, the endless sorrow that paints itself so vividly - it is more vibrant with each passing day. All this weight, it's unbearable for a restless soul such as his own, how could he ever speak of the upcoming days? He couldn’t. 
Tears that stream from anger, melancholy, embarrassment - all of it pours out refusing to end. It’s so lonely this life, when all he wishes is to hold onto what is left. All of them with their smiling faces, even when they come to aggravate his nerves or cause a sigh to escape, he lingers on the nostalgia of yesterdays. Fingers that weave into messy locks, trying to calm his shaking form - Armin always looks like the sun. Shining brightly with brilliant blue eyes, they were the anchor when he felt disappeared or confused. What was capable of calming the fire in his heart && reminding him to gain clarity, but most importantly, to preserve what he held dear. 
 “You always know…” words that are aimlessly whispered into the air, the half smile that takes form as tired eyes start to itch. He cannot see him nor make out his shape, but the same heat has been there since childhood. Where he felt little fear when they ran home together, bruised && bloodied from another fight - as long as we’re together. That’s what he always believed, so long as they remained by each other’s side everything would be fine. Despair that had once gripped so tightly now starts to melt away, gentle weeping that becomes silent, a grasp so strong but kind. Sunshine, that's what Armin is to Eren - hope incarnated. 
𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 // accepting!
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Norse mythology from A to Z:
[F] - Fenrir or Fenrisúlfr
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   It’s amazing that Ymir is considered the first being, whereas Eren could easily be viewed as Ragnorak. The coming of the end, especially when he fully inherits the Founding Titan’s memories. It does lead us to question if the mixture of the Beast Titan && Founding Titan created a lethal combo psychologically? Somewhere along the road, firmly do I believe that Eren collapsed. Although he tells Zeke he is a hundred percent free, how much is that truth? Considering Ymir’s hold upon him the willingness to be viewed as humanity’s greatest enemy. This is a young man who was once prophesied as a boy to be the savior of humanity, the immeasurable weight Eren has carried is utterly gut wrenching. 
He was naïve, Eren wanted to avenge his mother && was driven solely by hatred but he learned quickly freedom has a price. Every choice he made, people would die - he was used constantly && stolen multiple times from the squad he considered a family unit. When Eren tells all of them, I want you to live a long happy life - he has made his mind up. The road ahead will be journeyed alone. Hate him or love him, he neither cares anymore if it is to ensure the lives of all he has cared for continue on. Eren was scared, strongly do I adhere to the fact when he was running to Zeke - it was to be saved, protected. 
Who knows the monstrosities that would have been committed by these two had they conjoined? He couldn’t run back to Armin or Mikasa, they would be harmed or so he believes - Eren ran straight into the fire. He sets the definition of what is truly freedom in the end, as Eren could only find it in violence. Where is his heart? With all he has come to befriend, those within the inner circle will always be who he loves. Eren visiting them in memories was his way of painting a dreamscape they would remember of him, he did not want to be forgotten.
 It can also be disputed he didn’t want to be viewed as the devil or the end of days. Even though he was - there is no denying it whatsoever. Ironically, Eren’s name can also be loosely translated to the Black Wolf - Fenfir. Strongly will this depiction hold onto that motive, the black wolf who treads upon the land signaling the end. It’s agonizing to realize a young boy so naïve realized that the world outside his cage was cruel, it was not what he imagined at all. 
 When I first wrote Eren six years ago, the thought that he would look like his father in his older years was always there. As this particular muse was meant to mirror his mother, bright eye && soft complexion. When Zeke even tells Eren he looks like their father - it seems like a double edge sword. A compliment but thinly veiled insult, Eren is turning into this creature generated purely on malice it is destroying him. It is interesting to revisit the series having so many headcanons now confirmed, but never would anyone come to suspect a young boy hailed as a savior would become the very demise.
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