She still has no idea how she ended up in this situation nor how she should feel about it! (She is being tsundere she is happy about being adopted but won't admit it-)
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amusement radiated from her slim form as delicate fingers folded together, chin rested atop as curious eyes examined the other. sinfully plush flesh stretched into a teasing smile as quiet laughter answered the other's question. what was a person if not an act designed for others ??
“Is this what you’re really like, or was that an act?” / hii <;3 @florspinae
" oh darling, isn't everything an act ?? you'll have to be more specific as to what you mean. i'm not a mind reader, after all. " hyeon-seung innocently blinked, teasing grin still in place. she had no desire to make it easy for the other to place her true feelings for where would be the fun in that ??
first impressions || accepting
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here, she places a flower crown in their head.
Ah—gentle warmth and hand carefully reaching up to touch, the sensation of petals matching the one in their other hand. It doesn't fit them, they think, when Lyria and Vyrn was running around so close-by, when Crystal herself was lingering. A skip of beat when they look at her, questioning. In another time they might've gotten used to this feeling by now. Receiving gifts; being thought of; having someone reach out for you, far from foreign, yet unable to be prepared.
Perhaps, that was also the charm of it.
The surprise finally opens up to a smile, the flowers upon their hair as valuable as gems in that moment. They'd keep it, carefully pressed into a memento of a day of happiness and peace, tucked away in a book safekeeping the moments they'd like to last forever. (For sometimes, she seemed fleeting. Carrying thoughts and memories Gran didn't know how to support.) In return, they'd continue working hard, inexperienced fingers tying and turning and messing up. "Crystal?" sheepish but smiling, the pressure of love on their head. "Can you show me again? I don't get this part."
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A kiss on the cheek for Amethyst, a kiss on the hand for Atlas and a hug for Prunella. ( i have no intention of writing it all, but i wanted to bug the three of them; mwah )
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(me forgetting what the kisses were for BUT AAAAAAAAAAH)
A kiss on the cheek for Amethyst - It comes out of nowhere to her, like a ghost of a butterfly's flutter on her cheek, that lands as if to bless her, and then flies away soon after to see the mortal girl's reaction. It takes her far too long to turn towards Crystal, cheeks then taking their time to heat up exceptionally, flushed fierce but with the goofiest grin she wish she could wipe off her face. "C-Crys...!" she eeks out, grabbing the other's hand - as if the primal would move away just to tease her even more somehow - and leaning over to give the other a kiss on the cheek right back. "You can't just...do that without, y'know, not expecting something back!" Yet even in her confidence she's shaking like a newborn doe, though ready to frolic in the meadows of love once more.
A kiss on the hand for Atlas - It feels familiar, in a way. The stoic-yet-not-so primal smiles lightly at the gesture, looking back on his greeting of welcoming her home from missions' passed. Well, he had just stepped back on the ship...Maybe this was a return of the favor? "Madam...Thank you." His deep voice echoes, taking her own hand and gently bringing it up to his lips - a delicate return. "It is good to be home."
A hug for Prunella - The tiny child is quick to welcome the sudden embrace, clinging to Crystal lovingly. How long had it been since they shared something like this? Prunella only really did such with Crystal, Amethyst, perhaps the Captain, Morphe and Phoebe if they one day asked...But that thought matters little when her favorite friend to hold was right here. "Your warm..." She mutters against the other, her face buried in floral scents and flowy fabric, nuzzling further into the sensation. This was nice...She could stay here forever.
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AS THE DAYLIGHT GRADUALLY BLEEDS INTO TWILIGHT the cityscape outside the apartment window begins to light up in brilliant shades of neon. the room, who's light had not been flipped on yet, was filled with the sound of pencil dancing over paper in deep, artistic strokes. Solstice was bringing to life yet another vision; finishing a project their late wife had been unable to get to before she passed. her picture resided a few inches apart from their right wrist, and they gave it a momentary glance... smiling at her. even in her old age she hadn't stopped drawing. she drew and drew until her arthritis got so bad she had to finally give up. but she seemed content by the end of it, as the task was then passed onto Solstice themselves, and they accepted it graciously so.
as they were now, almost everything they'd drawn from the moment she died up until this very point had already begun to be implemented into the city itself. impressive new structures, improved and better suited for the community were being erected every day, and though Solstice themselves never really went out to bear witness to it, they were still proud all the same.
so lost are they in their work that it isn't until they heard the sound of the front door opening that they become aware they aren't alone anymore. their frequent companion had finally returned after some time away; the thought of it crossing another smile on their lips. they don't get up to greet her just yet though, they have an inclination that she'll be well on her way in here at any moment anyway. she was a tad odd, but alltogether quite pleasant to have around the house. it'd been so empty since Faustus' passing, so Solstice welcomed this new addition that hung around them.
✧ PLOTTED STARTER : @florspinae ☽
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i stuck my neck out for you, and this is the thanks i get ? / for kat !
𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 . ( 𝙖 ) / @florspinae !
THERE'S a moment , a beat that passes over the agent . ( reads too much into it , of course she does , OF COURSE , because who would she be if she didn't ? malice lingers on her BODY , a stark irritation that she's spent years cultivating into blade , but face JUST BARELY contorts at the other's words . ) features are PRACTICALLY expressionless , save for a look of disgust .
WHAT A FOOL . what a fool . ( CLAIMS a rise to fame through blood no differently spilled than YOURS , but you'll cleanse yourself of SIN and call yourself BETTER because you are not prideful of the lives you took , you are not a queen upon thrones of CADAVERS , you are forever weighted with knowing that when you DIE , the bed in hell will be made in a quiet room . there is no winner . there is no pride . so why , WHY DOES SHE ---- )
❛ i didn't ask you to , ❜ cooly , simply , voice revealing next to NOTHING as she takes drag from CIGARETTE , tapping it over ceramic ash tray . ❛ don't get MAD that i didn't abide by your rules . they don't apply to me , and they never have . you played with fire , my love , and you got burnt . ❜ katarina puts out the cigarette , smashing CINDERS of end into the ceramic . ❛ don't blame me because it hurts now . ❜
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Her mom is a nightmare to deal with sometimes, actually
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❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜
"I don't want you to be good, I don't wish for anything-!" It bursts out of her suddenly, and no sooner than the words left Crystal's lips and for a moment Chief looked shocked at the admission. Hands fumbled for a few awkward silence-filled seconds before one flew to her face and just covered it. Chief didn't know why that got her so worked up, perhaps tired of the way everyone always seemed to think she wanted to change them. To 'fix' them, and turn them into an unrecognizable version of themselves. She wanted no part in altering someone's being, especially when a lot of her enemies seemed keen on forcing themselves into her mental state. She just wanted... Dunno. To be with them, to make sure the mania inside each of the Sinners didn't destroy them completely? If you wanted to call that fixing, then fine but that was a different thing altogether. That's not what this was about.
Hand dropped the same time a long sigh expelled from her lips. "All I want is to understand. Okay? There's not a single part of me that wishes you were different." It's a hard thing to admit to when they both knew what each other was capable of but frankly, she was as honest as she's ever been in a while. Because at the end of the day, the good of the world didn't matter as much to her as the people around her. It was selfish but she'd never claimed to be a saint herself. "Is that so hard to believe? (Heh). What the hell does good even mean anyway... ?"
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danchou <3
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a rush of air slipped past lush tiers, the goddess's version of a chuckle, as slender fingers folded together. of all the things she'd expected when crystal requested her presence, this certainly was not on the list. the vastness of space held many creatures, those that the goddess had a hand in creating and those that came about because of others. but this thing, more abomination than living creature, was neither. it held no purpose other than to consume, and consume it did. many a galaxy disappeared from the celestial map, a gaping hole left in their wake.
❛ if you listen closer, you can hear it screaming. ❜ @florspinae
a quiet, festering rage hid behind the goddess's iridescent gaze as she hummed in response to the other's comment. the creature's very soul, its essence, screamed. the howling of a beast wounded, a hollow chorus of beings long since digested. if she were not feral in rage, perhaps she'd find the creature pitiable.
" hm, 'tis not enough. this thing is an abomination, i would flay its flesh from its bones if more information was not needed. i am not a goddess known for mercy, and once whoever created this creature is revealed, i will show them just how cruel i can be. "
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you put me in an awkward position. / for kat !
𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 . ( 𝙖 ) / @florspinae !
PRESSED up against the other , knee between the other's legs as she SHUTS the door shut , POUNDING of feet next to the CLOSET before chatter outside DROWNS out the beating of her own heart . ( it's not LIKE you wanted this . it's not like you WANTED this . bitter woman you are, even now , ESPECIALLY NOW : the very thing you hate , have ANGER spitting up at the mouth because of , INBETWEEN you , without an ounce of SPACE . what a terrible idea , what a terrible reason for you to be STUCK in here with her . you hate her . YOU HATE HER . )
❛ stop SQUIRMING , ❜ agent is to hiss to the princess , hand pinning the other's SHOULDER to wall , eyes on anyone but the OTHER , still listening to MUFFLED conversation of those outside , OTHER hand pressed against the wall to support her : despite being chest to CHEST with the other . ( if the circumstances were different , if she were more AWARE , cared more about the proximity than LOOMING threat outside of closet . ) hears the SOUNDS of whatever , WHOEVER is lingering outside , the HUNTERS , and almost instinctually , PRESSES herself CLOSER to the other : safety against her WARMTH , squeezing her eyes CLOSE as the door knob rattles , shakes , SHADOWS flashing and crossing across the SLIVER of light that peeks under crack of door .
❛ stop MOVING , just --- stop , ❜ voice is softer , wavers ( how many times have you hidden like this ? how many times ? don't want to recall , don't want to RECALL , but doesn't always end up FEELING like back then ? how long have you been RELIVING the PAIN of the place you called HOME at every little thing that sparked up UNSAFETY ? you're not SURE . you're not sure . ) ❛ can't let them... find us ... ❜
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@florspinae sent: ❛ haven't you ever wondered why i never talk about my childhood? ❜ [ ... ] ❛ would you like to see? ❜ / layla too because what am i to deny a little bit of angsty
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Layla's eyes widened a bit at the statement made, the offer proposed. Crystal never usually shared her secrets, keeping it all close to her chest. An indecipherable mystery, even if Layla believed she'd somewhat figured her out. A woman who could be a mother, a lover, a leader, a mentor, a researcher, a hypocrite, an actress...a nightmare, and a daydream.
But always was, no matter what, an enigma.
An enigma that Layla always wondered how it came to be, but to ask about that...well, she never believed she'd get a straight answer out of Crystal regarding it. But now, she was being given on a silver platter the opportunity to finally know. A part of her was almost in disbelief regarding it. But would she not still accept the offer, to finally know her adoptive mother's past just like she'd told her hers some time ago?
No, she'd most certainly accept the offer. She glanced at Ebony on her shoulder, before the bird opened its mouth...
"I would like to know, mom. Please."
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"What about a new leash? You deserve one for being such a good girl." ( IT'S NOT DOG CALLING BUT ........... something. ig )
If Crystal's goal was to get Chief's hold around her waist to tighten, for that innocent comment to cause her head to burrow deeper into her shoulder.... What a success it was!
"Did you have to say that so loud?" Body presses deeper against Crys' back. She really should've known better than following her into the pet aisle, clueless at first but settled in comfortably behind her as the other perused the shelves. But then a hand lingered over some leashes, and Chief's composure was shot with little warning. "... I'm fine, and we're going. Come on." The 'please' hovered on the tip of her tongue and briefly, she glanced around to see if any eyes were on them... but the aisle was empty aside from them.
Ah... fuck it. It was her break.
Wordlessly, her own hand drifted forward and settled on one randomly before hurriedly tossing it into the shopping crate. Grunt leaves her throat, praying for no further comment as she ushers Crystal to a different, less dizzying area.
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twinned flesh curled into a teasing smile as the goddess settled her chin atop delicate hands. though true that there were certain rules that commanded others to behave, they were also the best sort of rule to break. little held the goddess back from whatever she desired at any given time, nor would she start now.
❛ this place has rules for a reason. ❜ @florspinae
brilliant, amber eyes peered up into amaranthine, her gaze challenging as she teased. " oh, but darling, those rules are made to be broken. surely, you would not prevent me this small pleasure. these galaxy-altering conferences are ever so dull, and i find myself in need of entertainment. " the goddess pouted up at the other, looking more akin to a kicked puppy than a primordial goddess.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤifㅤyouㅤmakеㅤoneㅤwrongㅤmove,ㅤthenㅤyou'reㅤdoneㅤfor
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤanythingㅤiㅤdon'tㅤapprove,ㅤthenㅤyou'reㅤdoneㅤfor
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤiㅤcouldㅤputㅤaㅤspellㅤonㅤyouㅤandㅤyou'reㅤdoneㅤfor
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤboy,ㅤyouㅤbetterㅤrunㅤorㅤsoonㅤyouㅤwillㅤbeㅤdoneㅤfor
⸻ㅤㅤ# FLORSPINAE,ㅤㅤoriginalㅤcharacterㅤknownㅤasㅤcrystalㅤslevant,ㅤtheㅤleaderㅤofㅤtheㅤBLACKㅤROSE,ㅤbroughtㅤtoㅤlifeㅤbyㅤserin.ㅤ♥ㅤㅤaㅤsongㅤunderㅤtheㅤmoonlightㅤof:ㅤgrowing up as a weapon,ㅤthe beautifulㅤ&ㅤthe cruel,ㅤmetamorphosis & THE APOTHEOSIS.
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