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zcrayas · 4 months
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Rya had never seen an Omen before. Not in a sense of being aware what they were, what was their place in the society. During her journeys she had briefly noted the wandering huge creatures, thinking no less of them than any other - could they hail from other lands?
For Lady Tanith, indulged in blasphemy against the ruling order, had chosen to shelter Rya, even from the terrors occurring even behind the manor walls, even from Rya's very origin. Refusing to taint the pure heart, a rarity among their kin.
Even though she hadn't been lied about the cruelty of the lands, the cruelty executed on unfortunate beings by her home family - the serpent herself, wasn't taught to despise or shun. And she knew too well, what hate and fear could bloom in others.
Outside, where serpents were non-existent, she was feared. Thus, choosing willingly to disguise herself in more accepted form, even though holding pride for her true image. And she chose to hide, only to spare the insults and unwanted attention.
Ryaalways believed in the good of the heart upon approaching anyone. Tarnished, the champions lady Tanith requested her to find, and other wanderers. Considering just how peaceful the stranger seemed, she hesitated none.
" The tree. I saw you gaze it so longingly. Indeed, how the leaves dance in the air... how long they maintain that glow even on the ground. " The young noble mused in slight distance, pointing up at the tall looming vision - almost dream like. " I couldn't just ignore that." || @fellomenking ❤' d!
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stormbcrn · 17 hours
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meme call !! you know the drill – like or comment for a couple (like 3+) memes from daenerys targaryen 🖤🖤🖤
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rcjoice · 4 months
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@de2thletter liked for a starter!
"hey, kid." his voice is soft, even, nudging the other with his hand in attempts to wake him up. "don't puke on my couch, alright? just 'cause you're hungover, doesn't mean i'm gonna be cool with it. only people i've been inside and people i made get to puke on that couch."
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kokoronohiroi · 6 months
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@kudakenai asked ! : “lately, you’ve seemed a little… off.”
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THE DAYS slowly melded together ever since the loss of older role model had passed. calloused fingertips fiddled with pen in hand , mindlessly scribbling on paper that was supposed to be turned in within the hour. truthfully - okuyasu had hardly noticed the woman sit beside him and ask a simple question. it snaps him back to reality briefly , eyeing the paper now ( ruined. ) rendered intelligible. there's an almost inaudible sigh that escapes his lips , crumpling the paper up since grades hardly held any real weight for him. ' there's nothin' to worry about , yu. i think i've just been sleepin' less as of late. '
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fated-stars · 9 months
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Starter for @stellarhistoria​ !!
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{♕} Well, that...was a mistake. 
Sora thought to himself as he limped from the wreckage of the Gummi ship. He had attempted to fly himself to visit Cid in Traverse Town, but a meteor had knocked him off course. Losing control of the ship once it had been hit, Sora plummeted towards Port Royal. Upon waking up, he crawl out of the wreckage and began hobbling towards the port. He should have brought Goofy or Donald with him...but he was excited to finally have the keys to himself, he didn’t think he needed to bring any of them. 
Once he reached the port, he reached for the nearest person, lightly tugging at the back of their coat. “Uhm-..excuse me..? ..could...you point me towards the nearest...d..doctor’s office?” 
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bullyberry · 2 months
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"I got pushed off the side of the mountain by a stupid Reuniclus. So I'm gonna climb back up there, find it and end not only it's entire career but the careers of it's entire bloodline too."
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iilahalzili · 1 year
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The amount of disgusting happy feelings going around this day is revolting. . .
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tsareviich · 1 year
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♕ ┊ alina starkova ┊ ❛ it gets dark when i say it does ❜ ♕ ┊ malyen oretsev ┊ ❛ i am become a blade ❜ ♕ ┊ aleksander morozova ┊ ❛ all men can be made fools ❜ ♕ ┊ baghra morozova ┊ ❛ witch in the hut ❜ ♕ ┊ nikolai lantsov ┊ ❛ anything worth doing always starts as a bad idea ❜ ♕ ┊ zoya nazyalensky ┊ ❛ i miss knowing what happens next ❜ ♕ ┊ genya safin ┊ ❛ na razrusha’ya. e’ya razrushost. ❜ ♕ ┊ david kostyk ┊ ❛ i know metal ❜ ♕ ┊ the crows ┊ ❛ death serves no man ❜ ♕ ┊ kaz brekker ┊ ❛ greed bows to me ❜ ♕ ┊ nina zenik ┊ ❛ i am a delicate flower. ❜ ♕ ┊ inej ghafa┊ ❛ better terrible truths than kind lies ❜ ♕ ┊ matthias helvar ┊ ❛ the ice does not forgive ❜ ♕ ┊ jesper fahey ┊ ❛ a great shooter ; a bad gambler ❜ ♕ ┊ wylan van eck ┊ ❛ it was a calculated risk ❜ ♕ ┊ tamar kir bataar ┊ ❛ i can keep hope in my heart and a blade in my hand ❜ ♕ ┊ tolya yul bataar ┊ ❛ who can recite epic poetry for hours ❜ ♕ ┊ kuwei yui bo ┊ ❛ as pretentious as he is gifted ❜ ♕ ┊ eugene fitzherbert ┊ ❛ here comes the smolder ❜ ♕ ┊ jyn erso ┊ ❛ i'm not used to people sticking around when things go bad ❜
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zcrayas · 3 months
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[luminaryofblood] "You keep dangerous company... But then, I suppose I can't think of better company. Not in this time and age."
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BALDUR'S GATE 3 SENTENCE STARTERS || Highly accepting!
Rya lifted her head, blinking at the towering figure. Hands crossed close to her chest. Unlike the current company, she was the contrast to the danger.
Since little, Rya had no friends of her age, growing up among recusants, or who ever her mother invited for trials. Among knights and dedicated the champions also included the wretched, murderers, deserters and those escaping ghosts from their pasts. Dangerous people, for dangerous tasks. Yet, she had opportunity to see better side of humanity within them. By cover, not many seemed too different.
Being no human herself she found kinship among the variety of beings mostly deceived by cover - aggressive, for having suffered of wrong doings. Some... pushed others away until convinced otherwise.
Perhaps, she had been merely lucky to avoid confrontation of a true monster, more likely, in a skin of a human, rather than anything else.
Finally, she spoke.
"...I suppose it depends, if I am in danger... I cannot think of anyone who hadn't stained their hands in blood. Whether in name of the Order, or blasphemy against it..." || @luminaryofblood
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stormbcrn · 2 months
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             ALONE,  THE MOON CAST A WHITE  shadow across red sands.  The nights seemed unending while the days were fleeting.  When the sun shone overhead,  Daenerys was a khaleesi and could shoulder her pain of her people.  She was strong enough to survive until the sun fell past the horizon,  yielding again to the darkness.  Even in death,  she thought,  Drogo made her brave. If he would only stay with her another hour,  another day!  But the gods never answered her prayers – her sun and stars setting with the moonlight.  And night after night,  Daenerys watched the moon wither away, until it was only a crescent hanging in an empty sky.
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She turned at the sound of the other approaching, dusty sand coating her skin.  “What would become of the moon if the sun did not rise?” She asked,  eyelids heavy as silver tangled strands fell from her shoulder,  “Would we still admire it?”
open starter, mutuals only 🖤
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rcjoice · 3 months
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[ intent ] sender leans their forehead against receiver's ( from skunk <3 )
comfortable intimacy
it feels good to laugh with him. it feels better to lay here with him, hands intertwined and bodies pressed side to side together. this softness between us. it feels nice. something i haven't felt in a while. something i've wanted for years. there was no drama, there was no fighting, there was no real worry. i could just exist around him and it doesn't feel like i'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. i roll over onto my side, and he follows suit, just looking at each other now. he shifts closer, resting his forehead against mine. his eyes are really pretty. my hand comes up to cup his cheek. he's warm and soft. "you know, you're definitely the coolest guy i've ever hung out with." it's soft when i say it, i'm scared to break this moment. it feels fragile. it feels like if i breathe too hard, we'll be taken out of this little romcom-ish bubble. should i kiss him now? it feels like i should kiss him. but this moment is so nice. so warm. i don't want to change a thing about it.
@f4mily
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kokoronohiroi · 6 months
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kira offers the teen a card-- nothing more, nothing less. it's something that's not very "flashy" (it's... generic. generic in the most "generic" way possible.) yet retains just a little bit of personality: a pastel palette with the kanji somewhat curvy -- perhaps to simulate an american's cursive -- and almost like an autograph, reading out, "happy birthday". it's pinched betwixt index and thumb, the adult having averted his gaze the moment he's approached him. his other hand was stuffed deep in his pocket, clenching and unclenching repetitively (he'd do better with a stress ball.) within its depths. "here," he says shortly after, voice curt but, above all else, polite. "buy yourself something nice-- maybe giorno, too, if possible." a small smirk's touching his lips, uncertain whether it's done out of genuine care (haha.) or, rather, satire. nonetheless, a handful of yen (it's seven thousand, four hundred eighty-four to be exact. ... if that matters, considering kira's offhanded belief that okuyasu might not even know how to count.) does await the boy. eyebrows raise up after wards, as if to accompany a laugh that never comes. only then does he decide to look at okuyasu, head canting with the smirk showing itself as clear as day. "t'is the season, after all."
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' um ... thanks ...? ' DESPITE INITAL hesitation , okuyasu still ( very wearily. ) takes the card and opens it's slowly. he was expecting nothing more than the most generic card ever - but ... he's thoroughly surprised to see something within it. fingers carefully examine the bills within hand , counting it up by softly repeating the numbers he saw. ' oh ... i - i didn't expect there to be anything. um , thank you ... mr. yoshikage. ' IT BURNS to address the male with such formality , but he doesn't want to seem ungrateful. truth be told - he was surprised that he had done anything to show appreciation. though , appreciation might be too much to say - considering how this might just be some kind of weird power play thing. ( especially since he mentioned giorno. ) still , the gesture is well received and he offers the elder blonde a bow.
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fated-stars · 9 months
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Plotted Starter for @dawnspath​ <3! 
{♕} A heavy breath left the keyblade user as he stood in the darkened forest surrounding Beast’s castle. His fingers felt numb, his grip on his keyblade was so tight, his knuckles were going pale. Hoards upon hoards of heartless had been hunted and battled, but Sora wasn’t done. No, he had to get better. 
How long had he been out here?
The thought crossed his mind momentarily, but he shook his head, pressing forward. Snow had begun to fall, but the cold only soothed his aching muscles, it numbed any pain he might have felt. Catching movement from the corner of his eye, Sora stilled for a moment, trying to follow it’s movements. Slowly he began to near the shadow and lurched forward once close enough. 
He froze. 
It was just a deer. Large, darkened eyes stared back at clear blue ones and Sora felt a heaviness in his chest. He lowered his keyblade, shoulders sinking. The fawn didn’t move, simply stared at him. Whether it was in fear or some other reason, Sora took the opportunity to speak. 
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“...I’m sorry, I...didn’t mean to attack you.” His voice trembled, the boy had never thought he’d ever have to apologize for raising his keyblade at someone innocent. His heart sank as he stepped forward, offering his hand to the fawn, only for it to run off quickly. His eyes followed the fawn as it fled, not realizing that it wasn’t running from him. 
It was running from the Novashadow behind Sora.
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soigniert · 10 months
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@sweetsolars​ asked:
From Rin ;; A small gift box on his study desk. She's not supposed to be in there, but surely he wouldn't be too upset, right? Inside the box was a nearly flawless rose quartz, shaped by magic, into a Sakura blossom. A small tag on the box signed 'To Papa'.
Happy Father’s Day, Tokiomi! || Accepting
“...Hm?”
There was a firm rule in place more for Rin’s safety than anything, particularly after that accident with one of his higher-level books. Few strides help him to close the distance between the doorway and his desk, a blessing of having long legs. Sensing nothing to be dangerous from the box, he carefully opens it and finds his gaze softening.
She’s improved in so short a time.
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“...Rin.”
His fingertips absentmindedly brush along the smooth surface and the remarkably refined edges, callused skin soothed by the cool material. On any other occasion, the head of the Tohsaka would give his daughter a scolding, but given the innocent sincerity behind this gift of hers, as well as the progress she’s shown--Tokiomi muses to himself that ‘granting her amnesty’ is the only appropriate course of action to take.
How happy will she be if I turn this into a brooch? It shouldn’t prove to be too difficult with our gemcrafting abilities.
Perhaps after a day out. It’s been some time since he spent a few hours with Aoi and Rin, has it not?
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