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snowsummon · 3 years

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*shakes a bag of cat treats* come get y'all's starter calls

specify muse or i'll just pick someone uWu

#pspspspspspspsp #˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɢᴀɪᴀ. ) ooc.

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snowsummon · 3 years

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"Ravuuuus! Can you get help me reach that?" Karelyn, who stood half a foot shorter than him, had a pout incoming. A high shelf impeded her from reaching the book she wanted, and, sadly, kicking the shelf down was outlawed in the library. "It's the sequel to what I was reading and you know what? Hell to cliffhangers, am I right? Now get up and put your freakish height to use here!"

“ freakish height? nah, you’re just small. “

for a moment, ravus considers leaving her to her devices— he has to admit, it's rather funny watching her try to grab the wanted book from his spot at a library table, legs up on the wood in front of him. he's been watching her for a bit now, chesire cat grin on his face growing wider by the minute. he was surprised she hadn't noticed something odd about it's placement among the other novels yet, but shrugged it off, laughing quietly to himself.

he would never dream of moving the book from it's original spot on the shelf to the one above it, knowing full well it was the sequel to her current book, just to screw with her. never. he swears.

but he stands, stretching slowly and taking his sweet time to saunter over and look at the shelf she's trying to reach. it was in his reach, of course. but even he would have to stand on his tiptoes to get it.

" this one? " he asks, pointing to the book directly next to the one she wants. he's enjoying this.

" oh no, it's this one, right? " he asks again, skipping over the desired novel to the one on its opposite side— he's smiling now, a snort of laughter building in his throat when he notices the glare sent his way, and he finally pulls down the offending book and hands it to her.

" sorry, sorry. it gets boring around here sometimes when everyone's out on patrol— gotta find my fun where i can, y'know? "

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɪ’ᴍ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴡ sᴄᴀʀs. ) ic.#of invisible ties ; karelyn #im sorry karelyn u know had to do it to em

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snowsummon · 3 years

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starter call. | ( @blossxmborn)

" oh, rooooooose! "

it isn't uncommon to see him around his friend's order of heroes, but today he comes striding through the main hall with the confidence of someone who lives there. there is something in his eyes that can only be described as planned mischief, and when he sees her, he makes an immediate beeline towards her.

" guess what time it is, bitch, " he says, grabbing her shoulders— a rude name to others, but a sign of affection to the purple haired woman. he doesn't even let her answer. " it's pirate festival time, baby! "

" i need you and hec's measurements and the colours you want. y'all are gettin' costumes. "

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɪ’ᴍ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴡ sᴄᴀʀs. ) ic.#blossxmborn

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snowsummon · 3 years

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starter call. | ( @brynwieldr )

" leo. dude. we've talked about this. "

he's no longer surprised when he finds leo in the library at some unholy hour of the night, but man, is it still tiring sometimes. he can't talk, really; he's up still too, insomnia plaguing him, and on nights like this he usually made his way here, too.

he's a smidge annoyed but, well— they haven't talked about this, actually. it's a reflex at this point to say it when he catches one of his heroes doing something they shouldn't, but in reality, disciplining someone who was a mere year or two his younger felt... weird. he could've gone to school with this kid. and that was just weird to think about.

the summoner shakes his head. instead of scolding him like someone else who was probably more responsible than him would, he instead puts down his candle on the table, and drops down into a chair next to the nohrian prince.

" if you're going to stay up so late, then i'd rather you not sit alone, " he says, leaning back in his chair, but not getting quite comfortable yet. " if that's okay— if you'd rather i not, then just say so. i just worry it'd be kinda lonely here by yourself. "

" what are you even reading so late? it's almost 1 in the morning. must be interesting. "

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɪ’ᴍ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴡ sᴄᴀʀs. ) ic.#lmk if u want smth changed :^) i kinda thought leo would be the kinda bitch who did this but

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snowsummon · 3 years

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*shakes a bag of cat treats* come get y'all's starter calls

specify muse or i'll just pick someone uWu

#might be a little selective but i'm also trying to get back into writing ravus so :')#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɢᴀɪᴀ. ) ooc.

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snowsummon · 3 years

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dusts this bad boy off

i missed ravus so here i am

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɢᴀɪᴀ. ) ooc.#his tags need to be redone so badly

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snowsummon · 5 years

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not too into the latest chapter but ngl seeing the order of heroes broken down and abandoned like that would hurt ravus to his soul

#that’s..... home #so it’d kill him a little bit inside #˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡᴏʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғʟᴀᴡs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ. ) headcanons.#feh spoilers

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snowsummon · 5 years

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“ yo, is the death knight like... good? “

“ he told me the other day that he wants to die by my hand and like... fuck dude, do you just want a hug or something? i’m right here. “

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɪ’ᴍ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴡ sᴄᴀʀs. ) ic.

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snowsummon · 5 years

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🤔

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɢᴀɪᴀ. ) ooc.#do i keep using ravus' fc for icons? or use ffxiv's gpose system for icons #because i love ravus' fc #but ffxiv is much more accurate to how i actually view him

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snowsummon · 5 years

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guess i gotta make a verse where ravus is like líf and changes his name and makes a deal with hel to save the ones he loved

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɢᴀɪᴀ. ) ooc.#listen. líf is just alfonse’s helsona #so ravus needs one now babey #feh spoilers

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snowsummon · 5 years

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like!!! ravus gets sent home and he thinks he's alone again or that this was all just some wild dream!!! so seeing another summoner on the street would make him feel that he didn't imagine it and that it all really did happen

anw i still love the idea of the summoners getting the symbol of askr tattooed on them somewhere or recognizing each other passing by on the street

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɢᴀɪᴀ. ) ooc.

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snowsummon · 5 years

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anw i still love the idea of the summoners getting the symbol of askr tattooed on them somewhere or recognizing each other passing by on the street

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɢᴀɪᴀ. ) ooc.

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snowsummon · 5 years

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i just got walhart's lvl 40 convo and honestly reading it, it'd be something that's actually kind of inspiring

of course he doesn't agree with the "only the strong can survive and rule the weak" mentality, but the concept of unbending will to be victorious and being a participant, not a spectator, along with thinking of himself as a hero and not just the summoner actually does help ravus a lot during book iii

#he doesn't think himself as worthy during book iii #he feels useless #so walhart's talk of unbending will and etc helps him feel like he's worthy of doing something again #˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡᴏʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғʟᴀᴡs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ. ) headcanons.

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snowsummon · 5 years

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“ are we still pretending that it doesn’t hurt ? ” { Karina }

i hope this reaches her in time. | not accepting. ( @askrcalled )

“ i don’t know. are you? “

it feels like a knife’s been twisted into his chest. he knows he’s breathing, but part of him doesn’t really feel it, and he might as well not be as far as he’s concerned. nothing he does against her, against the goddess of death, seems to matter anymore; his words lack any true feeling, because there is nothing to muster up in charade, nothing he can do, or wants to in the first place, to seem like he isn’t slowly breaking down.

then again, why should he, when that’s exactly what’s happening?

it hurts so badly, for both of them. how could it not? hel thinks of their grief as part of a game, and it lights an angry fire in his broken heart that threatens to tear him apart. he hasn’t been hiding any of it; he was never good at it in the first place, but he cared not how anyone else saw him now.

he’s losing himself; he pulls himself back to reality with a hand on karina’s arm, a physical anchor to keep him from falling beneath waves of drowning sadness. her heartache is etched across her face in drooping eyes, in a smileless face and tense jaw, and that, somehow, makes him angrier; it’s one thing to hurt him, but it’s another to hurt his friends.

“ to pretend it doesn’t hurt does our heroes a disservice. it does them a disservice, “ he says, glancing up at the other summoner. “ we can’t pretend. not anymore. yeah, it hurts; we love them. but that pain deserves to be felt, consequences be damned. “

#˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ɪ’ᴍ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴡ sᴄᴀʀs. ) ic.#askrcalled #askrcalled ; karina #˚ 「 ✧ 」┆ ( ʙᴜʀʏ ᴍᴇ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ; ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ. ) v: book iii.

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snowsummon · 5 years

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