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lonelyquail · 1 month
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guy who based an oc on a character it relates to: what do you mean I'm realizing things about myself through how I write this guy. what do you mean this guy is pretty similar to me. that sucks
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rhotanored · 2 years
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It's 3AM quick post self-indulgent art
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kazumahashimoto · 3 years
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you are fucking creature?
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rhotanored · 2 years
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What Flavour is your Soul?
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oh moon child, restless sleeper, tell me what it's like to dream? you float along the margins of reality, picking up the pieces of fallen memories to sculpt into your own realm. you are searching, but your tongue is quiet, quiet, quiet. open your mouth and sing my dear, silence only does you good for so long. and here you planted roots in the darkness, where not even the moon can reach your leaves. there is such a thing as being too practical, for you sail your ship on perpetually calm waters, and never have you spotted land. your mind has wings, uncage them! allow yourself to dream, you are not too far gone. there is no such thing! trust in yourself dear.
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tagging: @nutley-rp, @haila-wetyios, @pocketninja-ffxiv, @lettersnorth​ + anyone else who’d like to!!
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rhotanored · 4 years
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𝕊𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕙? 𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨
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rhotanored · 4 years
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sorrowing man,       look how worn you’ve become
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rhotanored · 4 years
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FFXIVWRITE #4 - c l i n c h
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prompt#4 - C L I N C H character(s) - Asayama no Kazushige masterlist - [x] warnings - PTSD episode
    Kazushige found himself in an insurmountably embarrassing position; chest heaving, long, cherry-blossom hued hair disheveled, equally pale rosen coloured eyes wild, almost manic as he towered to the last ilms of his height in an attempt to see through the crowd. His clawed hand curled into the fabric above his thundering heart, knowing without a doubt what he’d seen could not be, and yet hope--sudden, frantic, and searing through him as white-hot as though he’d been struck by lightning--betrayed him.
    He was chasing a ghost.
    As the state of him began to draw stares from the citizenry milling through the stalls of the Kogane Dori markets, Kazushige forced composure into his posture, and his expression, but he could not quell the wild beating in his chest, like a caged bird vying suddenly, desperately, for freedom. He turned deliberately in the direction opposite the apparition and raked a hand back through his hair, claws scraping along his scalp with enough pressure to drag his mind from where it had begun to flee in favour of focusing on the here and now. Scents of the markets flooded his senses as he breathed in deeply once, and exhaled, and drew another breath.
    Slowly, and against his better judgment, he turned back once more, slipping into the flow of the crowd. The scales from the back of his neck, all down his spine, and along the length of his tail scraped against his clothing as they rustled upwards and eventually began to settle as his nerves did--though they were replaced with furious indignation at his own irrationality. Even still, his gaze was sharp on the crowds as he searched every face for some flicker of recognition; never would he have thought himself easily ruffled, but it had not been some passing familiarity that had been the cause for such alarm.
    Never would the cycles take from him the memory of those eyes.
    Near aimlessly, he wandered through the streets until finally he sagged despondently into a patio seat at one of the myriad tea houses that could be found all throughout Kugane, managing somehow to request the tea set that was soon placed before him. He allowed the server to pour him a cup, tucking it into his palms for the warmth, for something solid to hold onto--at least, until the heat was suddenly like fire against his skin and he snapped his hands back, sending the cup askew. 
    Tea spilled across the table and soaked quickly into the linens draped across the surface, spreading out in a darkening stain from which he could not look away. The server had rushed to his side, speaking rapidly; her words were lost on him, but her tone was one of frustration neatly masked with concern. He thought perhaps she was worried he had injured himself, that he would hold her accountable for serving tea too hot--but thoughts of answering her directly were fleeting.
    Mechanically, he handed over some amount of koban from the pouch at his side; he was turning to walk away from the table before even the woman could react. From her shouts behind him, he guessed he had either paid too much or too little--it didn’t matter. Kazushige’s mind had wrapped itself in a fog, and it would only be bells later that he even recalled the incident at the tea house.
    Instinct and muscle memory walked him back to his apartment. He wasn’t even aware of leaving the door ajar, fumbling the keys from his grip onto the wooden floor with a discordant jangle just within. As though in a daze, Kazushige made his way to the back of the apartment and sat rigidly beneath the well-kept dogwood planter, where he remained, staring blankly ahead at nothing in particular.
    Awareness returned slowly. The rhythmic knocking of the small deer scare attached to the nearby indoor garden was the first thing that began to punctuate the fugue, the scent of the dogwood was second, but it was unfamiliar voices drifting in through his open door that clinched it. He jumped, gazing in confusion at his surroundings--he hadn’t the slightest idea how he’d gotten back, and that gnawed at the dark pit in his gut. Finding his feet, he rose and hurried back to the front of the apartment; he bent hastily to sweep his forgotten keys into his hand and reached out to slam the door shut.
    He felt no flicker of apology at the startled, albeit now-muffled voices down the hallway as he rested heavily against his door, horns scraping against the wood as he tilted his head against it; the comfort of the sensation startled him almost as much as the ordeal that was slowly beginning to reassert itself, and he stood back abruptly.
    Lips parting, Kazushige felt his tongue curling around a prayer to the kami, before his jaw snapped shut with a click of finality. He swallowed over his words, a bitter smile curling his lips instead.
    After all--there were none of his kami left to answer.
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rhotanored · 5 years
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nowhere to hide from all this madness, madness, madness
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rhotanored · 5 years
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BLOG ROLL
P’tajha Kett Islin Arceneaux Beset Kagon A’mariss Renagh Renh Whittler Kazushige Asayama
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rhotanored · 5 years
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🎵 If they were going to torture someone, what music would they play while they did it?
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Answering this for Kazushige because he’s... really the only character I have that would (disdainfully) resort to out-and-out torture, and also slapping this behind a cut for disturbing themes:
TL;DR it’d depend on the scenario. If it’s a quick-and-dirty, detached, he doesn’t know the victim situation, he really wouldn’t be interested in having any music playing.
If it was a long term torture in which he was playing the field not only from a pain/physical aspect, but from a psychological angle--then he’d have something playing for sure, not something he personally enjoyed, but something relevant to the victim and/or something he’d condition them to hear and fear so he could spring it on them at random intervals and keep their anxiety high. 
But y’all he’s just a record’s keeper. Torture’s more or less outside his purview, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t/doesn’t know how in theory... And he’s definitely got the stomach for it.
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rhotanored · 5 years
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Oh she'll catch him drinking it.. (hohoho!) sorry, I read the tags, I had to.
Really, Kazushige had intended only to get a better look at the distinctly pink concoction--or that would have been his excuse had anyone deigned to question him. In the next instant, however, he was tasting a smear of the whipped topping from the tip of his clawed index finger, and from there it was a war started and lost against the rare appearance of his sweet-tooth. 
The towering Raen was near half-way done with the drink, convinced he’d been free of an audience, when he chanced a glance over his shoulder; a pair of gleaming golden eyes caught his own. Caught, indeed, his thoughts echo dryly. He turns his gaze away, finishes the drink as imperiously as he can manage, leaves a scattering of koban on the counter, and sweeps himself out of the shoppe with his hands clasped at the small of his back without another word.
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rhotanored · 5 years
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🍫 quietly hand over a treat/food item ( From Kikyo to your choice of OC! )
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Amidst the bustle of Kugane’s midday crowd, one might think the towering Raen would have an easy time of parting the throng, given the imperious set to his shoulders and the tight-lipped scowl that so often made severe his features, despite the soft hues of hair and eye--likened by many to the pink and white blossoms that littered the nation comes spring--that framed them.
The man, however, remained removed from the river of people, manoeuvring himself at a careful distance near walls and around stalls; the austerity and grace with which he carried himself provided one boon in that he was not, perhaps, considered to be skulking as one might imagine, elsewise.
Kazushige then turned, deliberate steps carrying him around a corner just in time for a petite, violet-haired woman to likewise turn into him, her palms held up in offering of a small box nestled there. The open top revealed the intricate candy fox, though at first glance one might assume it blown glass over sugar. Though the bustle of the market never ceased around them, between them passed a beat of marked silence, while their eyes soon met and exchanged an instant of mutual confusion. She had, perhaps, expected another behind her--this much Kazushige could see from the flicker of anxiousness that sparked over her features and caused her to look past him for the figures she had anticipated; the crowd had accidentally separated her from her retainers, he supposed, as she looked a woman of status.
Dipping his head, he bowed slightly at his middle in a wordless apology for the confusion and made to depart--but to his surprise, a warm hand touched upon his own and he found his palm now being left to cradle the box she had held. Just as swiftly as the exchange had begun, then, did it end; she offered no explanation save a gentle smile and swiftly departed to the safety of the two retainers from whom she’d been briefly separated, leaving Kazushige to peer over his shoulder in abject bemusement.
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rhotanored · 5 years
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3, 6, & 12!
3. which muse is the trickiest to get into character for? 
OOF. It can be hard for me to get into any character if I’m not feeling it, but right now I’d say it’s a toss up between Kazushige and Renh: Kazu is a calm, collected, stand-offish individual who really doesn’t want anyone to waste his time, so it’s hard buckling down to try and get him invested in a scene when he’s already going into things with the mindset that he doesn’t want to be there, or doesn’t care what the other characters have to say, so it’s my job as mun to steer his interactions, and it can get exhausting.
Renh is my trash son and I love him dearly but he is a mess and I really haven’t wanted to crawl into his headspace lately. I’m working on a plot to get him moving upwards, so hopefully I’ll be back to playing him regularly soon!
6. which one of your muses have you been playing the longest? 
Renh! He started as a character on a NWN persistent world RP server, and I liked him so much that he followed me through GW2 and eventually into FFXIV. This has been the most difficult iteration of him to get into, and sometimes I regret making him a Keeper (I think I probably should have stuck with Hyur, but none of the faces looked right!), but I’ve been plugging along trying to craft up his back story and see where the themes his character was built around get him here. He’s a lot more volatile, and a lot more vulnerable in this iteration.
12. what is something everyone should know about your muses before interacting?
...Almost all of them need individual warning labels, probably. 
Renh is volatile, inflammatory, WILL piss people off to where they want to throw his ass in the nearest dumpster (and he’ll deserve it). He’s not a bad guy, he’s loyal to a fault, but he just really doesn’t want anyone to think he cares, because it might mean they start to care about him. He can’t have that. He’s made his sweet childhood friend cry so many times. He really needs to work on his own garbage before he can be a decent person.
Tajha cares a whole lot more than she lets on. She might be flippant, dismissive, and business-oriented, but truth is she doesn’t want to see Eorzea going to the hells in a handbasket, so she’s doing her best to make it a better place the only way she knows how (through crime??). She also dabbles in forbidden artifacts and dark magic, is technically an alchemist, and a doctor if you’re desperate. Just don’t fuck with people she cares about.
Islin is a spunky go-getter who just loves to be in the right place at the wrong time to kick ass and take names. She’s warm, she’s cheerful, she’s probably going to flirt with the ladies--don’t take it personally--but she’s also young, and naive, and believes in second chances. She’s definitely a dragoon and there’s definitely something weird about her aether. She’s way stronger than she looks, has a good moral compass. Don’t ask her about her connection to Ishgard (but please do).
Beset probably doesn’t have time for you if you didn’t hire her or aren’t a target, but she might humour you anyway. She’s my most “anime” character because she was technically created to be a sub-boss for a running plot arc, so I tend to keep her out of combat plots (and she won’t fight any schmoe off the street, anyway). I desperately want her to develop as a thinking, feeling person, however, pls try to befriend this weird red lizard.
Kazushige is a tough nut to crack. He has a dark and sordid past he doesn’t talk about. He has a job he doesn’t talk about. He basically has a life he doesn’t talk about. Rumour has it he’s a book fixer and if you need the red out of your ledgers, he’s the guy to ask in and around Kugane. It’s honestly probably easiest to get in touch with him if you’re established as part a recordskeeper, crime syndicate, or Garlean, and need something vanished out of official(or unofficial) records. Of all my character, he’s the one I’m most keen on crafting pre-established relationships with because honestly it might be the only way to get him talking. Note that he is 110% a noncombatant.
A’mariss is .......................my metagame/plot device character. She has a busted Echo that is constantly bombarding her with visions past, present and future, at random and without warning. Sometimes she projects these visions on other, poor unfortunate souls. Sometimes she gets called places, and she doesn’t know why, until that scratching at the base of her skull goes quiet. Sometimes she calls other people to her, and they have no idea why. Sometimes she’s met two, three different iterations of the same person because of her visions and you could get greeted with “which one are you?” She is vaguely an astrologian. She hunts Voidsent because it puts coin in her pocket, and coin in her pocket means she can drink, or buy somnus to block out the visions for a time. None of the above applies for unplanned RP because I don’t pop that stuff on folks on a whim, but if you need to explore some weird aetherial bullshit or need to have your character/some folks go on a WHAT IF scenario, I am so down to plot it out. She also has a huge, kind heart and doesn’t like to see any suffering because she sees so much, she doesn’t need to perpetuate it.
Kouga is a naive kid with an inherited sword who really, really wants to be an adventurer so he can gain experience and join a mercenary group and learn how to be a badass. He doesn’t really come with any warnings except that he’s sweet and genuine and basically a puppy. Love him.
ASKS FOR MUNS WITH A MULTIMUSE
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rhotanored · 5 years
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✿ for asayama! :>
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ASAYAMA-NO-KAZUSHIGE
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rhotanored · 5 years
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💕 💕 Tall lizard!
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Kazushige will test your loyalty. He will test it, and test it, and test it again, and he will never be truly satisfied. His life has been so entrenched in deception from the day he was born screaming into it; lies and deceit are his bread and butter and he would expect no less from those attempting to garner his favour, or his attention. Too innocent, and his myriad trials or ceaseless interrogations would doubtless cause discouragement or resentment (rightfully so), but someone who was every bit the snake that he is would never win him. He has fashioned himself the perfect catch-all to remain solitary–or so he thinks.
Send 💕 and I will tell you a fact about my muse either about a ship they have, a ship I want, or a cute fact about them in relationships in general!
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rhotanored · 2 years
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your OC as the solar system
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bold what applies - italicize sometimes - strike out never. tag some friends to play along! & repost don’t reblog!
SUN • egotistical • melted wax wings and fingers • stretching sunburnt skin • the most generous soul • blood in the fruit • halos • anger on fire • high vitality • thunderous laughter • is pride really a sin? • halogenic aura
MERCURY • expansion of the mind • silver-tongued • an everlasting wanderer • polyglot • high dexterity • handwritten letters • innately critical • en vogue • eyes in the trees • hidden libraries • there’s always room for improvement
VENUS • in love with strangers • iridescent waters • love potions for your mirror • selfless devotion • shattering crystal • seafoam upon sand • the golden ratio • drowning in your own passion • material value & high principles • luring • plush lips
EARTH • fresh springs • tree hugger • we can start again tomorrow • a blazing rainforest • respects survival of the fittest • nature’s adversity • lazy bones • constantly evolving • flowers sprouting from wounds • a granite altar • fossilized remains
MOON • illusory • silver shimmer off the ocean • secrets and gossip • cycles of reincarnation • a crybaby • physically ethereal • shared glances with a stranger • cat eyes • mistrusting their intuition • fear is a prison • ornate magic wands
MARS • healthy competition • attraction and repulsion • magma and rubies • a blade being forged • wrath wrath wrath • malefic • intense eye contact • cannon fodder & fireworks • blood floods • copper taste on your tongue
JUPITER • red robes and a suit of armor • beacon of stability • leader by birth • thunderbolts and lightning • guilty but can’t stop • secret rich kid • golden touch golden tears • innate optimist • failure isn’t an option • constantly reaching for more • unfinished symphonies  
SATURN • traditional • overbearing energy • a sculptor of reality • this existence is a karmic one • has a heart it’s just.. way down deep • law, order & justice • avoid all necessary risk • the sound of shackles clanging • sisyphus’ struggle • grappling with the reality of time • self-governing
URANUS • psychedelic funk music • overflowing cups • a rebellion with skin • looking good in photo id • oblivious but caring • middle fingers in the air • double rainbows • icy diamond exterior • holographic • afraid of their own mediocrity • pearlescent smoke
NEPTUNE • an elegy for the lost • dissolving boundaries • white horses • the burden of mystical conditions • deceptive • escapism is their reality • a polarizing entity • artists soul • paranoia • searching for the unseen • a siren’s swan song
PLUTO • angel statues over graves • power • the cycle of necrosis • transformative • unfathomable depths • an ivory tower toppling over • screaming at the sky • violets and irises • eclipsed darkness • speaks with their shadow • sex, death, rebirth
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tagging: @clockwork-sparrow @lettersnorth @pocketninja-ffxiv @sundered-souls​ + anyone else, I’m not very active on tumblr these days, not sure who all I ought to tag ;w;
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