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zavala has such kind eyes

#baby grill there are no gds here ( ooc. )

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"she's a what."

#all things end ( rohan. ) #pain is not a hindrance ( rohan ic. ) #survival is not always a victory ( lord saladin aesthetics. ) #season of the witch spoilers //

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"this isn't the time, you dumb, hilarious bitch!"

#pretty in pink ( leah. ) #the motherfucking princess ( leah ic. )

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"it's done," murmurs the cloud strider.

he oozes blood; soaking through quicksilver and skin, dripping onto the floor stained the exact same crimson. his breath comes out in a crackling mix of synthetic pops and wet gasps. his knee hits the sticky floor with an unnatural sound.

the cloud ark is safe again. that's all that matters. he lolls his head back, and creased eyes betray the smile rohan offers.

"they're safe. and it's... it's done. it's finished." copper and silver mix against the back of his tongue. his stomach turns over. "don't look so torn. it's done. you can't take loved away."

#all things end ( rohan. ) #pain is not a hindrance ( rohan ic. ) #just tell me how many burdens are left ( rohan ; survival v. ) #IS THIS A BIT DRAMATIC? Yeah but also #i love that line from nona

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hands spread across the desk, staring first down at the readouts before her, then out, to neomuna's horizon, the queen of lies can only draw a trembling breath. the witness has won the battle. it has taken the traveler. but they still have the light, and guardians still have hope. and so—

"i must no longer accept," says the sister of shape, "being a stranger to you."

#i am your friend ( savathun. ) #ain't no grave can hold my body down ( savathun ic. )

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"i feel all thin," says the titan, very much not speaking of her figure. gentle fingers tap across the guardrail of the wall. she huffs, once. "sort of stretched, if you know what i mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread."

#you are part of the human heart ( julia.) #dreams of a future made real with each battle i win ( julia ic. )

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fuck it we're gunna pump out some one liners or short starters based off quotes from my favorite books just so i can get my blood flowing

#baby grill there are no gds here ( ooc. )

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ADHIRA OF THE REEF

callsign ; thunderclap species ; awoken (reefborn) pronouns ; they/it (she/her very rarely) gender ; knight, but in a combination hive-awoken way sexuality ; bisexual class & subclass ; titan; striker, code of the earthshaker & sentinel, code of the commander ghost ; claymore (he/it)

appearance ; adhira was born of two distributary-born awoken, and thus carries with them the natural strangeness of paracausality made mortal. it stands at a towering 7'3", with a build of athletic sinew and muscle. their skin is a gentle mint green, accented by patches of darker, almost moss-toned freckles focused on their shoulders, thighs, and upper arms. ears sharpen to a point, decorated by a single pearl earring, which disappear behind a pixie cut of pastel pink. its face is sharp angles, with bright, lightning-blue eyes and thin lips. they not conventionally attractive, but hold themself with a strength and steadiness rarely seen.

light abilities ; adhira is a tried and true titan. their light bounces between arc and void; destruction and protection. if forced to make a choice, it defaults to arc, using their fists and the power within to be the spear the city requires. they are not the shield, like most titans. it is no wall. they are nothing but a weapon personified, and will use that power, harnessing the light within, to defend with only the strongest offense.

recent history ; adhira was ressurected during the dark ages, and found themself falling in love with the stories of knights. in a time of warlord and iron lords, they took an unseen third half: the route of knighthood. after the great ahamkara hunt, adhira disappeared. little is know about where they went, and they certainly are not talking. it missed the entirety of d1 and most of d2, only reappearing in the city during the events of the witch queen dlc.

tags ; | general | musings | aesthetics | ic | general ships |

#character info. #the city’s favored knight ( adhira. )

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adhira tag drop.

#find me a place to lay my bones ( general adhira ships. ) #the city’s favored knight ( adhira. ) #bow to the crown; bow to the throne; and bow to the one whose favor you own ( adhira musings. ) #so let us cleanse this farce with fire; strike the fool who leads the liar ( adhira aesthetic. ) #like the firebird from the ashes we will rise to lead the masses ( adhira ic. )

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silver eyes soften, and rohan brushes his thumb gently along the curve of osiris' jaw. silver bristles bend beneath the weight. the texture is comforting, grounding. he wishes to remain here forever.

it does not scare him, the thought that this will end. all things end. the world itself has ended twice now, and rohan's own life has skidded to a stop once before. the fact that it will end does not cause him fear. if anything, it makes him hold on a little tighter; allows him to kiss a little deeper.

love means something, because one day it will end.

"you continue to baffle and surprise me," murmurs the cloud strider. his hand slips from osiris' jaw to trail down the curve of his throat, shoulder, down the length of his arm. rohan takes osiris' hand in his own, and brings to place a tender kiss against those worn fingertips. "so i suppose it is something we bring out in each other. or something you do to us, since i have heard saint mention something very similar."

osiris leans into the touch. and that is something he does not recognize himself: how easily and quick he is to meet touch for touch. always reaching out, searching for contact. perhaps it was the years of isolation, perhaps he's always been like this. he is a paradox of a man, after all.

he kisses the heel of aarush's palm, eyes gazing warmly at him. he knows, of course, the unspoken truth of their relationship. that it will end in loss, as most things do, but he will take these specks of warmth before the cold settles in. before the ache becomes present. he's struggled to rejoice in life, but now that his time is finite he's found it's become a little more easy. (another paradox he doesn't intend to linger on.)

" you need not worry... perhaps it is best we met when we did. my precognition from the light made conversations dull at times. i am finding myself pleasantly surprised by the simplicity of domesticity. even if i can only stand it for a few fleeting moments... "

#exilegend #pain is not a hindrance ( rohan ic. ) #just tell me how many burdens are left ( rohan ; survival v. ) #all things end ( rohan. )

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bobbin and weaving like that gif of gandalf bc nothing can get me down tonight we got dnd and i've been going ham w/some partners in discord threads and im like WHOOOO

feeling them creative juices flowing with my buddies. best vibes.

#baby grill there are no gds here ( ooc. ) #AND I GET ROHAN AND OSIRIS #LIKE WHATS BETTER THAN THAT

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"you need not call yourself that, for saint and i will do it for you."

the cloud strider's voice is gentle as he lifts his own cup, a mirror image of the warlock before him. the tea is warm with a hint of spice; it tickles his throat as he swallows. he takes another swallow. it reminds him of osiris.

"the day i quit surprising you is the day you will grow bored of this old man, osiris." a hand reaches out, thumb brushing across gray bristle. the corners of his mouth twitch upward. "i do not want that to come too quickly, you understand."

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❝ you have a tender heart. an admirable quality, surely. ❞ // from rohan <3

osiris isn't so sure he'd describe himself as tender. pragmatic, certainly. heavy hearted, of course. but tender? rohan isn't the first to do so, saint has as well. still it catches him off guard. perhaps they both see something he cannot. or: they see what he does not allow others to see. he so easily sequesters his thoughts and feelings away.

" i'm uncertain i would ever call myself tender hearted, " he admits as he sets his tea aside. (he made enough for the both of them, of course.)

" you have yet to fail in surprising me with the words you offer, aarush. "

#exilegend #all things end ( rohan. ) #just tell me how many burdens are left ( rohan ; survival v. ) #pain is not a hindrance ( rohan ic. )

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the tiniest huff from the tiniest warlock, who definitely is not supposed to be here. but what are you going to do? stop her?

"rude!"

"... Bitch."

#i’m eleven so shut the fuck up ( flower ic. ) #ahkein ; lush #ahkein #the traveler’s smallest warlock ( flower. )

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"They are ashen before their first incantations complete. He paints the scene apocalyptic. Fifteen noble-brood are reduced to cinders before a defense is mounted." — Immolant Pt. 2

After several weeks of work I've finally completed it. I had a lot of fun working on this!!

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#the godchild tumbling downward ( osiris. ) #OUGH OUGH OUD HSDKDGHS #RAPH THIS FUCKS

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haha oops.

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oopsie doodle. i've been doing a lot of discord rping this past week.

#baby grill there are no gds here ( ooc. ) #I'M NOT DEAD #i'll get to drafts soon #maybe reblog some memes

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Guardian. Whatever she needs.

Eris Morn | Destiny 2 | rp blog | as told by Mercury | 25+

#holy shit two cakes ( promo. ) #MY GIRL!!!!