#glacierites

[valiisthea]

this is how that scene went, right?

valiisthea: YEAAAAAH valiisthea: "you'll find a girl there" valiisthea: thanks dion bc i'm sure there's not 2342343 other girls there valiisthea: smh leaving terence to have to figure it out. asking every child "does dion lesage owe you a debt? no, oh, sorry."

#c; dion #IM CRYING #glacierites #shitpost

[ofengineers]

👥

You already know that these two are basically besties for me haha 🥰

Mid is good at reading people, so when they first met, she noticed Jill was suffering. She couldn't tell what it was about, but she knew something was going on, and it made her quickly want to offer Juill the support she needed. Mid also keeps a lot bottled up herself, but she doesn't want her friends to do the same, so she always makes sure Jill knows she's willing to listen to her.

When they rarely take time to relax at the Hideaway, Mid enjoys sharing a drink with Jill as they're petting Torgal. It's one of the very few moments they can talk about anything that crosses their mind instead of just talking about the next mission. Which means it's also time for girl talk from time to time 👀😂

SEND👥 FOR A HEADCANON RELATING TO BOTH OF OUR MUSES | ACCEPTING | @glacierites

#I STAN THE BESTIES 🥰 #answered #glacierites #headcanons

[eifri]

❝ what did your mother say to you about your gifts ? ❞ Little jill to little Clive tho —-

╰┈➤ STARTER PROMPTS : Merlin, The Dragon’s Call ( 1x01 ) | @glacierites

HIS HEART SINKS AT THE MENTION OF IT, but he makes attempt not to let it show on his face. he's never been very good at masking his true feelings, but years of living around the woman who he deems ' mother ' has taught him a thing or two about keeping unpleasant thoughts to himself. there is no point questioning why she acts the way she does / why she says the things she does. ( ... even so, he finds himself doing so again as the question is posed to him. he tells himself that with time he'll stop being so naive. ) what she thought about his 'gifts' he would honestly rather have never known.

the look on her face was one of visceral disgust, the likes of which could rival that of one caught in morbol's breath. sufficed to say, clive doesn't consider her to be too pleased by his achievements. he could become the greatest shield to ever have walked rosarian ⸻ no, valisthean soils, and still she would turn her nose to him. even so, clive does not resent that he was not born dominant. at the very least, not for lack of his mother's approval. more than that ... he would rather have been born 'correctly' for the sake of his brother; that he may not carry so heavy a burden. that is why he must push himself to become one worthy of being joshua's shield. to lessen that burden by however much possible.

clive curls his fingers, gaze fixed upon his clenched fist with nose scrunched and brow twisted into a quiet scowl.

" she ... " he begins, but tentatively shakes his head. turning to jill with a shaky sense of resolve, clive unfurls his fist and offers a smile. " it's no matter what she thinks, really. what matters is what you, joshua, the knights ⸻ even father, think. " his uncertainty seems to ease somewhat, then. it's true that despite his mother's grating disapproval, there are those around him who have watched him toil & suffer, and grow stronger as a result of it. those who continue to support him, dominant or no. truthfully, it's what keeps him grounded.

" whether or not she approves ... i will keep honing myself to become a shield joshua is worthy of. after all, it is he who has to shoulder the weight of rosaria's future. " to protect those he loves / the land that his father so dearly loves: that is all he desires. though some part of him may still be that naive child, chasing the hopeless dream of finding self-worth in what his body & his blade can provide for the kingdom, clive has begun to understand that what he wishes for is something far simpler than redemption. it is simply to protect.

" i must be prepared to stand alongside him when that day comes. to protect not just joshua ⸻ but everyone it is within my power to protect. it is only if when all is said and done that i'm truly incapable that... " ' that i will allow her words to take heed of all i have spent these years trying to overcome.' " ... i digress. if i continue to work as hard as i have been ... i'm certain that one day i will become the shield that sir rodney and father seem to think i have the potential to be. "

#glacierites #❛ ASKS ( painting their destinies ) #❛ IC ( 13 years i have waited / for this moment ) #noah shut the fuck up challenge

[royalight]

@glacierites s.c

"Oooh,   he's   absolutely   precious."   Sarah   chuckled   as   dainty   hands   lightly   stroked   ashy   gray   fur.   "You're   lucky   to   have   such   a   beautiful   and   well   behaved   companion,   Lady   Jill   ...."

    Rose-tinted   lips   curved   in   the   corners   while   their   gazes   met.   "And   I'm   certain   he   feels   very   lucky   to   have   you!"

#glacierites #I hope this works okay <33

[tsckcyomi]

little bby jill gibs bwother fwowers and fwower crowns she made for him OuO

@glacierites

And he swings his blade, a powerful slash bringing down the last of his many opponents. Now there was only enemy left, the most powerful of them all. The Phoenix himself, and the Dominant awaits Dyfan with a wicked smirk ━ ...

When suddenly, his sister steps right in front of him, crowns of flowers in her hands and a bright smile on her lips. Blinking, the young boy lowers the wooden sword in his hands as he's pulled from the story he's been playing out so meticulously. The sigh slipping past his lips is as exasperated as it can possibly be when coming from a 10-year-old.

"Niamh...!," he complains gently although there's little heat to his voice. No, Dyfan could never be truly angry at Niamh, especially when she looks so proud of the crowns she has weaved of snow daisies. The mild temperatures that shall last for but a few weeks have finally allowed for the flowers to bloom to their fullest, reaching for the sun with as much fervor as the people are. A smile is quick to curl Dyfan's lips as he reaches out and, carefully, takes the wreaths from her.

"They're really pretty." He chuckles and raises his hands, setting one of the wreaths upon the crown of his sister's head before placing the second one on his own.

" ━ Let's make some for Father and Mother too, okay?"

#glacierites #( ic : sleipnir ) #baby sleipnir and baby jill... cute...

[opyre]

❝ i thought you were dead. ❞ ⸻ @glacierites .

dead — yes , the ghost of a boy , incinerated to ash . rebirth is a phoenix's nature , after all , & this life he lives is not the one he once knew . the one they knew . his personality has altered into something ever - contemplative , ever - longing for some light through these wretched shadows & blighted lands . he's grown accustomed to the darkness , these days . & he thinks , perhaps , that's all he's ever really known . five years spent lain in a realm of nightmares , only to awake with not a memory to reclaim . . . the rehabilitation was perilous on both body & mind . most days , he thinks he's never truly recovered .

❛ you . . . and many others . ❜ voice is despondent as it ripples from his lips , as if whispering on shores that pull from miles away . the moon casts a faint glimmer on them , & blackthorne's flickering furnace is the only thing that can be heard from where they stand . he's the only other one awake , presumably .

he breathes in the crisp air of sunless chill & thinks to the rumors of the phoenix's rampage . mind lost to agony ( that much was true ) , destruction wrought through his flames of hysteria . they blamed that night on him . many still do . he believed it for a time , before the memory of that night respawned & plagued him with its mercilessness once more .

❛ most still do . ❜ he lives his life as an apparition , he fears . a soul that might never connect with the vessel its been given . ❛ i'm glad to be at your side again , jill . i find myself reminiscing on old times , despite time's , often cruel , alterations . it feels a selfish luxury at times . ❜

#glacierites #♔ * ic ; of life & death . #well im wrought with despair

[flamesofrebirths]

MUSE SPECIFIC INNER THOUGHTS → @glacierites

She is giving me strength...

"Jill always comforts me. I don't know if I really deserve it. I just wish I could be stronger. I don't understand why the Phoenix chose me as its Dominant. I'm weak. Clive is strong, and Clive should have been chosen instead. But Jill always encourages me. She is always here for me, and she makes me want to be stronger. I want to be worthy of the trust she puts in me. She's like a sister to me. I admire her so much. Almost as much as I admire Clive."

I don't want to lose her...

"The more I study, the less I can spend time with Clive, Jill and Torgal. It scares me. Mother wants me to study or to play with other children. I feel like she wants me to stay away from them, but they are the most important people to me, other than Mother and Father. I am not interested in other children. It's unfair that Clive and Jill can spend time together, while I can't be at their side. What if... What if they are happy when I am not around ? I don't want to lose them. Jill always supports me, but I have nothing to give her in return. I don't like this."

I hope she is well...

"I slept for so long. A magical sleep, offered by the Undying who were trying to keep the Phoenix alive. I suppose I am now, but I feel so lonely. They take care of the Dominant, but they do not care about me. In the past months, they helped me finding information about people who were close to me, but they found nothing about Jill. I hope she is safe. I hope she is alive, somewhere. I need to keep hoping we will meet again someday."

She was there, too...

"Jill. I saw her with Clive. I feel so relieved to know they are together again. They deserve this. But of course, I also wish I could be at their side. I wish I would travel with them. When I saw her, I feel the little boy getting excited inside of me for the first time in years. I have so many things to ask her about the past years. I barely exist anymore. The Undying won't let me. But with them, I know everything will be different. When will this time finally come again ?"

It is my turn to protect her...

"It is heartwarming how nothing has changed between us. We have not seen each other in many years, and yet, Jill is exactly how I have remembered her. She is still supporting me, is always kind to me. But things are different now. I want to offer her the same. I want to protect her, to give her strength. I want to remain at her side and to show her she will never be alone, now that we have reunited. I repeated her words so many times in my head while we were apart. I need to be here for her too, now. As much as I can."

#i love them dfdgf #inner thoughts #glacierites

[fairebye]

❛       if       you're      looking      for      water,       there       is      a      creek      down       this      trail       on       the      right.       you'll       see      an      oversized      arched      limb       above      it.       ❜       gloved      phalanges,       an      index      finger       𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭       to      [      spoken      ]      direction.       a       sniff       in      the       ａｔｍｏｓｐｈｅｒｅ,       humidity       mixed       with      a       𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕣       taste      of      small       waterways.       to       the      one       who       currently      harbored       𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍;       eikon of water,       he      was       able       to       𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿       and       𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎       out      where      and       when       the       dampness      shall       arrive.       (       𝙰𝙱𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝙿𝚁𝙰𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝙵𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚂      ).       ❛       one      perk      about       having       a      sea       serpent      in      you.       ❜       never      adverting       gaze       away       from      @glacierites .

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ STARTER CALL.

#glacierites #╰ * OPEN WORLD : FINAL FANTASY 16 ⧽ last known rosaria knight . #me placing this in his 16 verse >B)

[benydikta]

 [     ･     @glacierites    :         asked for a random starter months ago.

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙿 𝙰𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙷𝙾𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽.       cheap is cheap for a reason, eye-watering,        sharp enough to choke on.       but the point here is not for luxury;       those high-collar embellishments dealing in gold-coined gil and the smell of aged wine.       no, this is swill,       and they both know it     ━    benedikta and jill both.       but for either of them to get cheeks flushed they'll have to drink half the pub's worth.       no use in being picky.       crossing one leg over the other,       benedikta smiles over the rim of her tankard.         ‘‘  see someone you like, yet?  ’’      she teases, the dark warm of her eyes sly.         ‘‘  surely there's someone here that's your type if you squint hard enough.  ’’      

#glacierites #there's a pub and they're on a trip just the two of them #and jill! come on #let's find someone who's more fun than the stick up clive's ass #live a little #beat the shit out of half of the men at the bar #its a win win #:) #{ * 𝙸𝚁𝙾𝙽 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙰𝚄 : i have to get through this . all of this and my own life ‚ too . #{ * 𝙳𝚈𝙽. 𝙶��𝙰𝙲𝙸𝙴𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚂 : it's the same old story : a few people just trying ‚ one way or another ‚ to survive . #{ * 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳 : how i can only be as merciful as any ritual allows : to make tenderness a cleaving cut .

[ofengineers]

It's so rare that they can have a moment to relax at the Hideaway. Everyone is always working so hard, everyone is always so damn busy for the mission. And it will always be important, of course, but just talking with a friend like this means so much to Mid. She knows Jill has been through a lot lately. They all did. But since the engineer is officially back to the Hideaway, she plans to take a bit moment with her friends outside of her workshop.

She takes a sip of her drink before she offers Jill a bright smile. "As much as I enjoyed studying in Kanver and learning all that stuff, people there were shitty!" She laughs, then playfully rolls her eyes. "You should have seen how jealous they were! Not my fault if I was the best engineer. I worked for it, it didn't happen magically!"

@glacierites requested the girlies hanging out ✨

#sorry it took a bit more time than i wanted but here you have it! #let me know if you want me to change anything ❤ #rp #glacierites #v: main

[eikonbound]

"Your friend is awake!" Tarja's words clambered around in Clive's head for a moment until they finally settled, understanding dawning on him. Jill was awake-- was alive. He'd spent so long assuming that she must have suffered the same fate as the rest of Rosalith Castle; he only allowed himself to humor the idea of Jill having survived for a short while before it began to feel like he was only deluding himself. And now, she was only a few feet away. But he didn't feel ready - not after what he'd just realized. His body was still shaking, his hands throbbing with a hot, bone-deep ache. He could see bewilderment on Tarja's face as he froze in place, and he could feel the concerned stares from Gav and Cid boring a hole through him. They knew he was a monster now. Why Cid allowed him to live after what he'd seen with his own eyes, Clive couldn't say. He'd never wanted to be put out of his misery so badly before -- not even in the thirteen years he spent fighting as a bearer. How could he face her, knowing he'd been the one to kill Joshua? "Well?" Cid prompted, tipping his head towards the infirmary. "Don't make her wait. Go." Clive snapped to attention and nodded his head, sucking in a deep breath and steeling himself. When the door swung open he could see Jill sitting with her back to him. The mere sight of her was surreal, only becoming more so when she turned to look at him. "Jill--" he murmured, striding over to her. He sat down on the bed and took a moment to revel in the awe of her presence. "I can't believe you're here." -- @glacierites

#glacierites

[devotionbled]

“Choices are never easy. There are good and bad options, but the most dangerous is to not make any choice at all.”

Brigid Kemmer Quote RP Meme. || Accepting.

There is no tribute to be found in the sudden silence. The wisdom spat is foreign. Choices are terrible to behold; to make them is to invite damnation in the future that is not promised. The art of lifting a hand to drive a dagger into another soul is a choice. It is the consequence of no longer choking herself on the noose of goodness. To be idle, to be still, to fight no longer against wickedness is an exercise in making no choice.

But she chooses Joshua, the Phoenix.

In such a choice, lines blur, and the edges of her soul tinge in ash and flames. It is in such a choice that she self-immolates. She could run away. She could abandon her duty to the ash. Yes, yes, the grasp freedom would only be brief, before the Undying would hunt her--hunt her and gut her.

It is sacrilege to abandon duty, to not die for the cause.

Worship is a gift learnt. She does not know what it is beyond murder, anointment in carmine sin. Red is beautiful.

That is her choice. To like the richness of red, a sick reminder of her dirty hands, is to admit the mania of her passion.

Jill sees right through her.

Jote thinks she does, in how she looks at her. It is a shame that drifts in the thing of her heart.

"My Lady, I am not sure if that is an apt observation," she begins, hands curling in her lap. "Sometimes, in the bravery of nothingness, there lies salvation."

#;ask answered #;queue are the undying flame #glacierites #ty so much for the ask!!! this was fun.

[tsckcyomi]

@glacierites ━━ jill & sleipnir

Returning from the edges of non-existence is never a pleasant experience. His consciousness is but a speck in the whirl of Odin's powers until his liege conjures him once more, and he may take the form of the man he used to be. Only this time Sleipnir nigh appreciates it, the comfort of the void giving him time to ponder his confrontation with Mythos and his companions. An expected loss, for the vessel mustn't be damaged, but much more vexing that that… The woman that came with the Phoenix. The Dominant of Shiva. And even whilst his form dissipated, Sleipnir remembered.

━ A boy saying his farewells to an even younger girl. Both torn from their homes to become hostages to their conquerors, never to see each other again. Or so he thought.

Now, returned to this realm and clad in his usual attire, the Lord Commander descends the stairs to the innards of the Einherjar where their prisoner was forced behind bars. His liege graciously permitted him to release her should she truly prove to be the sister he thought long lost, albeit the shackles must remain fastened around her wrists. Unceremoniously, Sleipnir opens the door leading to the various cells ━ all empty safe for one. Shiva's Dominant, awake and alert, less than pleased about her circumstances. As she should be.

For a moment, he simply observes the woman from afar, allowing the barest of hint of a smile to hide his apprehension. Blessed with Shiva's power as she is, there is no doubt that she is from the Northern Territories, and that its blood in her must be strong still. Valisthea breeds not the silver hair that the north does, after all. The door falls closed behind him as Sleipnir steps forth, approaching her with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Our precious bait to lure Mythos ever closer to his destiny, Lady Jill, Dominant of Shiva. Or rather ━ …" He pauses, lips curling in disgust for but a moment at the aftertaste of the name that the duchy must have forced upon her. The name that Mythos called her so familiarly. Never did he get used to the name he was given as a ward of Sanbreque, but mayhap she did. How vexing. Yet he is quick to smoothe the edges of contempt from his features, and he crouches down next to the bars separating them. " ━ Lady Niamh, perhaps?" Her name, her true name, is all but a whisper upon his lips, seablue eyes trained on her. He needs a single spark of recognition, one sign that tells him that she remembers her heritage. Should she be the sister he was forced to part with, Sleipnir knows not if aught will change ━ in him, in her, anything at all ━ but he knows well the thought will plague him until this world's end were he to not at least attempt learning the truth.

#glacierites #( ic : sleipnir ) #( verse : sleipnir ━ son of the north ) #that's not rly a short starter but #WELL #NO NEED TO MATCH AND ALL THAT. lemme know if you need anything changed......