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amuhav · 5 months
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simlit · 1 month
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Chosen of the Sun | | dawn // forty-one
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TAYUIN: I didn’t mean to avoid you. That is, I wasn’t trying to hurt you or make you think I didn’t want to be around you. I was just— KYRIE: Avoiding the conversation. I know. TAYUIN: But that was stupid, too. KYRIE: Yes. But understandable. TAYUIN: No, it isn’t. I know you’re not like that. You mean well and you don’t try to push me about things. Back in the cave, I know now you only said it because you wanted to help. KYRIE: I said it because I didn’t understand. TAYUIN: Maybe. But since then, you’ve been nothing but patient. Don’t think I don’t see that. KYRIE: So it’s worth something to you? TAYUIN: I do appreciate it. I just get a little confused. When people are kind to me, I always expect it’s with bad intentions. I don’t exactly know how to… KYRIE: I know. TAYUIN: I was afraid of telling you what happened with the witch because I didn’t want you to feel guilty. It was my choice. Just like taking the curse on was yours. You were in a bad way and I didn’t want to make things worse for you. KYRIE: But it wasn’t easy on you, either. TAYUIN: I don’t need you to worry about me. KYRIE: I’m not asking permission. TAYUIN: sighs I wish you were cruel. I know how to manage cruelty. KYRIE: With all due respect, I hardly think “manage” is the right word. TAYUIN: I’m alive, aren’t I? KYRIE: Yes, you are. But not living. I wish you’d open yourself up to kindness. It’s a problem I want you to have. Learning to accept someone’s affection? Yeah. I want you to manage that. TAYUIN: If I tell you, promise me you won’t blame yourself. KYRIE: You don’t have to tell me— TAYUIN: I want to. KYRIE: Alright. I promise. TAYUIN: The witch… She told me I can never be Chosen of the Sun. That even if I’m to somehow win, if I accept the mantle… you’ll die. So, no matter what happens, I can’t win. I can’t be the one. And if the Moon says otherwise, I’ll still refuse. My wish isn’t worth your life. KYRIE: Tay… TAYUIN: Whatever your visions tell you, whenever they come back, you have to pick someone else. I have to do everything I can to lose this— TAYUIN: …why? KYRIE: I feel a lot. That’s what kissing is for, isn’t it? When you… feel too much? I don’t know. I’ve never kissed anyone before. KYRIE: I’m sor— TAYUIN: I can’t. KYRIE: Tay— TAYUIN: I can’t do this. You should hate me. You will hate me. KYRIE: I wouldn’t hate you. Why would you think that? TAYUIN: When I said I didn’t get the letter yet, I was lying. KYRIE: You…? TAYUIN: You seemed so happy when you came to me, I didn’t want to be the one to ruin it. I wanted to spend the day with you, so I lied to avoid bringing it up. But I can’t let you go on like this. I can’t know when you don’t. KYRIE: You… read it. TAYUIN: I knew something was off the moment I saw it. I should have just given it to you, but I… It wasn’t my right to read it and I’m sorry, but I don’t regret it. Because I know that giving this to you will shatter everything, and I wasn’t ready to lose your smile. I’m sorry! TAYUIN: Why? Why! Don’t you hate me— KYRIE: I told you, I wouldn’t hate you. If our positions were reversed, I’d have done the same.
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poisonedsimmer · 1 year
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tagged by: @lazysunjade
Three also four ships:
Adam Jensen/Francis 'Frank' Pritchard, Edward Kenway/Mary Read, Marcus Holloway/Wrench, Cloud Strife/Tifa Lockhart. (There's 1 more I really wanted to add but I'm ill and my brain is dead and for the life of me, it's like that ship never existed for me. *sob*)
Favorite sim ships:
Yehl/Taryn ~ @lazysunjade Oscar/Courtney ~ @rebouks Jeremy/Aleksey/Jab ~ @void-imp Aster Songleaf/Talila ~ @maladi777 @mangopysims Ase Dalgaard/Eira ~ @catamano @keibea Kyrie Loren/Tayuin Eth'salin ~ @lazysunjade @amuhav Eve Ravelclaw-Silvermoon/Sarayn Tev'us ~ @sani-sims @rollingsim Idk this is HARD. Like asking me to pick my fav child. But even if most of these aren't canon, I think about them all A LOT. Sorry for tagging people, hope none of you mind!
First ship:
Honestly I'm not totally sure. But the first ones I remember means it'd be either Riku/Sora ~ Kingdom Hearts or Sasuke/Sakura ~ Naruto
Last song:
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) ~ Emily Browning
Last movie:
Avatar (the first one)
Currently reading:
The Darkness Outside of Us ~ Eliot Schrefer
Currently consuming:
Water. Does that count?
Currently craving:
Honestly? I'm unwell so Cream of Soup or Chicken Noodle Soup cause it's good for my throat and soft on my stomach. lol
tagging: Well I kinda tagged people above, so if any of you see this and wanna do it, then tag you're it! I didn't tag you but you saw this post? Tag! You're it too!
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amuhav · 2 months
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List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥
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Tayuin remembers none of his early childhood years, and not just in a "too young to form memories"/"too long ago" way. To him, it doesn't feel like a gap in his memory, as he remembers years of neglect from his parents and mistreatment from his siblings all blurring together. He wouldn't even be able to pinpoint an exact moment as his "earliest" memory from which he can't remember anything before, and without a starting point as reference, he has no reason to believe it was ever different. So it's not something he's aware of.
He's not entirely incapable of using his magic, but it's unreliable enough that he doesn't even bother trying anymore. If it's not going to do exactly what he wants, when he wants, and for as long as he needs it to, what's even the point? Easier to just shoot things.
His hair was much lighter when he was a baby, closer to white. It's not uncommon for eladrin babies to have lighter hair that becomes more vibrant as they age, but it's especially common for winter eladrin to be born with white or almost white hair that gradually turns silver, grey, or a pastel shade during childhood.
In a very "the cold never bothered me anyway" way, despite only being half winter fae, Tay can withstand arctic conditions quite easily. Hypothermia? Never heard of her.
Conversely, he doesn't have as much of the passive abilities of his spring half. i.e. An extremely mild, barely noticeable resistance to poisons or disease vs most spring fae having near immunity. Another thing he's not really aware of. Like, a deadly poison might take an extra few hours or days to kill him, but that's easily attributed to him just being fae in general.
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amuhav · 7 months
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1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7, 10, 17, 20 ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), 23, 25 for T A Y U I N.
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What memory would your OC rather just forget?
All of his time back in Abor'sai? lmao. I mean, sadly he's already forgotten anything good about his childhood, so he's left with mostly just the negative experiences that came after. Though, maybe surprisingly, I would say any of the more positive experiences with his father would be top of the list, because they're one of the few things that make him regret leaving without a word. And makes it harder for him to just put the whole place and everyone behind him.
What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?
How damaged he is under the layers of self-preservation. And how desperate he is to be understood and accepted, despite his pathological self-sabotaging to stop that from happening.
What is your OC's fatal flaw? Are they aware of this flaw?
Lack of faith in other people, and by extension never letting himself have any peace or happiness, too willing to believe it will only lead to more harm. By never trusting anyone or sabotaging anything good that happens to him, it becomes something of a self-fulfilling prophecy that feeds further into his worldview that everything will hurt him if given the chance. I think he's become more aware of that, but until recently, no, he didn't see it as a flaw of his. He just saw it as protecting himself from the inevitable.
How far is your OC willing to go to get what they want?
Pretty far. Tay tends to put his survival and his immediate wants and needs ahead of anything else. He doesn't usually hurt people just for the sake of it, only if he thinks he'll gain something or he considers them to have wronged him, believes they eventually will, or if he sees them as a threat in any way. But he's generally the type to do so in indirect ways; manipulation, lying, maybe a lil theft etc. I guess I'm not saying he wouldn't take a life, if he really felt he had to, but what I am saying is he certainly would try not to. Physical harm or confrontation is certainly not a go-to unless he hasn't much choice.
How easily could your OC be convinced to do something that goes against their moral compass?
Uhhhhhh. His moral compass is kinda skewed towards Chaotic Neutral anyway lol. I don't think you'd easily convince him to do anything truly heinous if he had no reason to. On the other side of the spectrum, you'd probably also struggle to convince him to do anything too good that didn't also benefit him in some way, not unless he truly felt some obligation to do so, or ultimately agreed with the premise under all that outward bluster. In which case, you'd still have to be pretty convincing to overcome that self-preservation instinct of his, especially if whatever it was would make him vulnerable. For example, a lot of the time he'll be more likely to double down rather than take ownership of a mistake, because that would be a sign of weakness oh shit I'm realising he inherited this particular trait from his mother ignore me goodbye.
What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?
Uh, once I actually had a grasp of his characterisation? Honestly, not much at all lol. I meeeean, there are definitely some points in CotS where I wouldn't have necessarily gone where the ~votes~ did, yet I still think the ways they played out, and all his actions within CotS have remained in character (which is honestly impressive when you think about it like that LMAO). But overall he's one of those characters as a writer you just... kinda instantly know them? Like, you connect with them in a way where you just know how they think and feel in almost any given situation without even ever having to give it much thought. Which I feel is pretty rare for me at least lmao.
What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?
not to sound basic bitch, but I guess Modern Day? I can't really see him in any other genre than that or the Fantasy one he's already in. But maybe... if we're talking more parallel universe AU rather than full genre/setting swap AU... one where he never left home? Because while I will always believe leaving was the best option for him, I don't know if things would have necessarily gone as badly as he thought they were heading...
What is the worst thing you have put your OC through story-wise?
everything um. leading on from the last question I guess ahaha... The bit that hasn't happened yet in the story. And again, not the leaving itself. I think leaving is the best thing he ever did for himself. But I feel ~a little guilty~ for the misunderstandings that lead up to it at least the way I have it planned because I haven't finished writing it yet so that might change I guess lolololol. That, or having him forget just why Ailos seems to hate him so much. Because it informs so much, not just of their relationship but so much of who they both are and how each of their lives came to be the way they are, but to Tay it all just seems so entirely without rhyme or reason. It's like an elephant in the room between them, but one Tay can't overcome because he doesn't even know it's there, and Ailos can't see past it nor work around it, and Tay not even knowing it exists only makes him all the more bitter. (which, like, not to excuse anything lmao, just. ya know. something something hurt people hurt people something something.)
Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?
lmaoooooooo. Tay? noooooo. never. jealousy? what's that, even? asdfghklkshhhh. I don't know if he necessarily ever recognises feelings of jealousy for what they are, at least not immediately without time to actually think about it, but yeeeeeah. It is definitely not an unusual response lmao. Jealous lil bean lashes out, usually at whatever he most considers to be the root cause of his pain (I'm so sorry Eve I woulda dragged my boi to apologise right away I stg 😭) And speaking of, manifesting as a rather strong sense of possessiveness lmao.
What emotion is the hardest for your OC to process? How about express?
Happiness. He doesn't trust it. Like, real happiness, not just momentary glee at getting whatever he wants/needs in a particular moment or a plan working out for him, but true, actual-to-goodness happiness and feelings of contentment. It feels like a trap waiting to spring. So he fights it.
What is your favorite thing about your OC?
Despite all his flaws, his ability to overcome. He's so broken, and he deals with a lot of things so poorly, but he's still trying. Still surviving, still trying to find a place in the world when I think so many would have just given up and accepted defeat. And that deep down, even if he doesn't indulge in it or trust it, he still has a heart, and hasn't lost all his humanity (or the fae equivalent? lmao) along the way.
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amuhav · 7 months
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[ bold the facts ] tagged by: @lazysunjade tagging: @thesimperiuscurse, @dandylion240, @izayoichan
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[ PERSONAL ] Financial: wealthy (previously) ▪ moderate ▪ poor ▪ in poverty Medical: fit ▪ moderate ▪ sickly ▪ disabled ▪ disadvantaged ▪ non applicable Class or Caste: upper ▪ middle ▪ working ▪ unsure ▪ other Education: qualified ▪ unqualified (but still highly educated) ▪ studying ▪ other Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes ▪ yes, for minor crimes ▪ no ▪ has committed crimes, but not caught yet ▪ yes, but charges were dismissed
[ FAMILY ] Children: had a child or children ▪ has no children ▪ wants children Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) ▪ not close with sibling(s) ▪ has no siblings ▪ sibling(s) is deceased Affiliation: orphaned ▪ adopted ▪ disowned ▪ raised by birth parent(s) ▪ not applicable ▪ emancipated
[ TRAITS & TENDENCIES ] extroverted ▪ introverted ▪ in between disorganized ▪ organized ▪ in between close minded ▪ open-minded ▪ in between calm ▪ anxious ▪ in between disagreeable ▪ agreeable ▪ in between cautious ▪ reckless ▪ in between patient ▪ impatient ▪ in between outspoken ▪ reserved ▪ in between leader ▪ follower ▪ in between empathetic ▪ vicious bastard ▪ in between optimistic ▪ pessimistic ▪ in between traditional ▪ modern ▪ in between hard-working ▪ lazy ▪ in between cultured ▪ uncultured ▪ in between ▪ unknown loyal ▪ disloyal ▪ unknown faithful ▪ unfaithful ▪ unknown
[ BELIEFS ] Faith: monotheist ▪ polytheist ▪ atheist ▪ agnostic Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes ▪ no ▪ don’t know ▪ don’t care Belief in an Afterlife: yes ▪ no ▪ don’t know ▪ don’t care Belief in Reincarnation: yes ▪ no ▪ don’t know ▪ don’t care Belief in Aliens: yes ▪ no ▪ don’t know ▪ don’t care Religious: orthodox ▪ liberal ▪ in between ▪ not religious Philosophical: yes ▪ no
[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ] Sexuality: heterosexual ▪ homosexual ▪ bisexual ▪ asexual ▪ pansexual Sex: sex repulsed ▪ sex neutral ▪ sex favorable ▪ naive and clueless Romance: romance repulsed ▪ romance neutral ▪ romance favorable ▪ naïve and clueless ▪ romance suspicious Sexually: adventurous ▪ experienced ▪ naive ▪ inexperienced ▪ curious Potential Sexual Partners: male ▪ female ▪ agender ▪ other ▪ none ▪ all Potential Romantic Partners: male ▪ female ▪ agender ▪ other ▪ none ▪ all
[ ABILITIES ] Combat Skills: excellent ▪ good ▪ moderate ▪ poor ▪ none Literacy Skills: excellent ▪ good ▪ moderate ▪ poor ▪ none Artistic Skills: excellent ▪ good ▪ moderate ▪ poor ▪ none Technical Skills: excellent ▪ good ▪ moderate ▪ poor ▪ none
[ HABITS ] Drinking Alcohol: never ▪ special occasions ▪ sometimes ▪ frequently ▪ alcoholic Smoking: tried it ▪ trying to quit ▪ quit ▪ never ▪ rarely ▪ sometimes ▪ frequently ▪ chain-smoker Recreational Drugs: never ▪ special occasions ▪ sometimes ▪ frequently ▪ addict Medicinal Drugs: never ▪ no longer needs medication ▪ some medication needed ▪ frequently ▪ to excess Unhealthy Food: never ▪ special occasions ▪ sometimes ▪ frequently ▪ binge eater Splurge Spending: never ▪ sometimes ▪ frequently ▪ shopaholic Gambling: never ▪ rarely ▪ sometimes ▪ frequently ▪ compulsive gambler
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amuhav · 6 months
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Tayuin vi. never know
don’t breathe another word about me, i’ll leave and you can finally rest in peace
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Unlike Eth’arvel, the library in Kaer’ysvael was not located so close to the chambers of the eldest prince, making a far more welcoming haven for him. Tayuin had always found himself drawn to its shelves, spending countless hours sating little curiosities. More than any other, two subjects in particular held a current fascination for the young prince; the Faelyn Wilds and the perils it concealed, and even more so, the vast world beyond their borders. Through faded pages and forgotten ink, he could delve into cultures he would almost certainly never see, far-off lands he would never step foot in. Though the timeworn tomes were likely long obsolete, nonetheless, they allowed him to imagine an existence other than his own, each a portal to a world that seemed both distant yet tantalisingly close.           Eventually, Tayuin’s restlessness led him to the long gallery, to stand before a curiosity he had deliberately avoided since their arrival. Despite the argument that had followed, Tayuin had kept his promise to Qariel to attend his history lessons, and he begrudgingly understood why neither of his parents nor his uncles would wish to speak of such times—even more so, confronting the haunting imagery before him. He brushed his fingers through years of dust on the plaque beneath, revealing the names of those depicted and the painting’s date—a year or so prior to the night that claimed the lives of all but three of the subjects.
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amuhav · 1 year
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Tayuin v. waiting for the fall
so would you sit content to watch and waste away? will you join the hunt or will you die the prey?
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         Thoughts of leaving were promptly abandoned when the next figure approached, a glass of mead in hand. Statuesquely tall and pale, his pewter hair and eyes were flecked with glittering gold, and what little silver silk garments he wore were embellished with subtle accents to match.          “Sylus, sir.” He bowed his head. “Kallias sends me, and his apologies,” he said in a soft, melodic voice, proffering the drink. Tayuin blinked in wordless amazement, almost forgetting to speak when he finally accepted the glass. He hastily thanked him in a sheepish mumble, taking a generous gulp as embarrassment fiercely burned his cheeks. The courtesan merely chuckled as he sat beside him, crossing his long legs and adjusting his silver braid to lay elegantly over his bare shoulder.          Tempest. Stormcaller. The rarest of summer fae. Among the nobility, he’d have had families lining up to match him with their heirs, simply for existing as he did. But what did such things mean below those that cultivated bloodlines like livestock? Where else would one such as he flourish if not here, where it paid to be eye-catching? It almost made Tayuin feel guilty for his objectifying stare.           Almost.
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amuhav · 1 year
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Tayuin i. persona non grata
cast me to the river, dull me down, while i’m just trying to survive
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          Weary and listless, he trudged through the summer palace’s long, empty corridors of light wooden walls and vaulted ceilings to retire for the evening. He made no rush of it, not wishing to warm himself any further, nor did he have any pressing thing to return to except for what little comfort he could find in the solitude.          “Ah, there’s the runt.”          Instantly regretting his idle pace, Tayuin froze in place, bracing himself for whatever his brother had designed for him. When no danger immediately presented itself, he allowed the tension out of his shoulders and face, adopting a neutral expression as the twins slipped past him, gazing down at him with near-identical smirks.          Eilayna pushed a strand of moss green hair from her face with a cat-like claw, still in her dark leather armour and damp with sweat. Out hunting, Tayuin suspected. Ailos’ silk shirt was loose about his chest, his pastel pink hair a little more tousled than usual. A different kind of hunting, Tay thought wryly. He waited patiently for whatever torment was coming. It was easier that way; they got bored faster when he didn’t react.       
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amuhav · 1 year
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Tayuin iii. say no one’s home
just naive enough to sell, that if i endured the weather, you would trust and know me well
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        “Tayuin, decorum,” the King admonished.         Pausing his reach into his quiver, Tayuin scoffed, giving his father a wry look. “Oh, yes, sorry, can’t have me defiling a language that crawled out of the abyss on the tongues of demons now, can we?” He turned his back and looked for a target in the opposite direction.         “It may have started that way, legend or not, but there are those out there that speak it as elegantly as the nobles in our court speak Faelan.”         “So, polite in public, gossiping, scheming shits in private?”         “Tay.”         Tayuin rolled his eyes, and drew his bow. “Right. Sorry. I’ll remember that should I ever have chance to meet any of them. Oh, wait.”         He tried to ignore the quiet sigh of frustration his sarcasm earned him, to not let it get to him, but the arrow hit the target off-centre, a little too far left. His lips curled into a thin line of annoyance. He drew another arrow, took a deep breath, and fired again. Perfect.
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amuhav · 1 year
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Tayuin ii. opportunistic
beggar’s hands insisting, butchers carve my bones
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        Kaelys moved before him, smiling up as she adjusted the collar of his black and gold robes, snapping him out of his surveillance. “I do hope you won’t fill all our time alone with such things, though. It would become very boring to say no to you all the time.”         “Yet here we are, stuck in this very boring moment because you do not wish to talk.” Sighing again, he slipped a stray white curl behind her ear, holding her cheek in the palm of his hand as he met those defiant eyes. “You, my Queen, are as stubborn as the winter is unyielding.”         “And you, my dear, are as persistent as a summer day is long, and so are we forever matched.”         Qariel chuckled faintly. “I suppose so.”
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amuhav · 1 year
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Tayuin iv. sons of apathy
we are the heirs to empty thrones, and promises unkept. we sit and watch the empire burn with mild disinterest
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        Qariel took a cautious step forward onto the balcony. “Tay—”         “What do you want from me?” Tayuin threw his arms up and started pacing, inching further out with each lap. “You want me to tell you I’ll be fine while you’re away? Well, I will be. I’m safe, right? Nothing can hurt me here.” He halted his steps to gauge his father’s response. The stoic expression he carried around like a disguise was altogether absent, replaced by a miserable frustration. And just below that surface, embers peering through the cracks. Good.          “That is Mother’s aim, is it not? Can’t bear the thought of losing me, can’t bring herself to look at me. I’m not even sure she can love me. But if she locks me in, locks me away… maybe, just maybe, she doesn’t have to do any. A snowflake pressed in glass.”         There it was—a flash of true aggravation conflicting with Qariel’s concern, a fire pressing against the cool veneer. Then Tayuin’s theory was right; no matter how much his father cared for him, it would always come second. In some ways, that almost made everything easier—so long as he could keep thinking objectively. Emotion could come later, when he was away from any eyes to see it hurt.
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amuhav · 2 years
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   Have you ever seen a frozen bubble? 
   No? They teach us winter children to make them relatively young, I suppose because they’re eye-catching enough to keep a child engaged. And it truly is, eye-catching. Watching the ice scattering chaotically under the surface until it crystallises, a perfect sphere of holographic glass. Still fragile, but it lasts a little while—indefinitely, if you can keep it stable with magic. I... I never could, not for long. My nature would inevitably switch, and... I tried, for a while, to fake it with illusions, but they saw through that pretty quick...
   Still, you can hold it for a while in a way you couldn’t before, that thin, crystalline layer holding it together for a time. But, inevitably, the ice begins to melt, the walls break down — faster, from the warmth of a hand — and then... it’s gone.
   But... at least for a moment, someone could hold it, look at it up close and see... even if just for a moment... someone saw it existed and that it was... 
   ...beautiful...
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simlit · 2 months
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Chosen of the Sun | | dawn // fifteen
| @maladi777 | @amuhav | @catamano | @poisonedsimmer | @mangopysims
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ASTER: Look, Titania, isn’t he superb? TAYUIN: My name isn’t— ELVEN COURTESAN: Were you looking for some company? TAYUIN: I… ASTER: Why, yes he was! Come, come, sit! We were just about to start our game! ELVEN COURTESAN: I’m Ryll. TAYUIN: Tayuin. ELVEN COURTESAN: What a beautiful name for a beautiful boy. TAYUIN: That’s sweet, but… I utterly pale in comparison to you. ELVEN COURTESAN: You’re too kind, my lord. TAYUIN: I’m not, but I’d feel awful having you dragged all the way over here for nothing. Would you like to be my Fours partner? ASTER: And then tonight you can have him on all fours— ouch! EIRA: Stop being vile. ASTER: You’ve a mean kick, Witcher! I’m but a humble bard! ELVEN COURTESAN: What a rowdy bunch. TAYUIN: You don’t know the half of it. ELVEN COURTESAN: My lord, I could better see your hand if we could sit a little closer? TAYUIN: Right, o-of course. ELVEN COURTESAN: It’s not troublesome, I hope? TAYUIN: No… No. Why would it be? TALILA: The two of you look adorable together! I expect it will be a lovely wedding! TAYUIN: We’re not getting married! TALILA: Well, why the stars not? You’re spending all that money! EIRA: She doesn’t understand what a brothel is, does she? ASTER: Not at all! It’s funnier that way. EIRA: You’re cruel. ASTER: Precocious. I prefer “precocious”.  ELVEN COURTESAN: Everything alright, my lord? Are you uncomfortable? TAYUIN: No… no… ASTER: Your turn, Faerie Queen! ELVEN COURTESAN: My lord? TAYUIN: I’m sorry. I can’t. ASTER: Oh, I do so love coming here. THERION: That trick never gets old for you? ASTER: Of course not! Making people uncomfortable is endlessly entertaining! EIRA: Gods above. ASTER: Come now, Witcher. Don’t tell me you want to save him, too? ASTER: What a spoilsport! He brought it on himself, you know! EIRA: And if His Grace had left you high and dry with the consequences you’d brought down on yourself, where would you be right now? ASTER: Hum… EIRA: Give me that. THERION: Yessir.
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TAYUIN: So your visions, they’re still blocked? KYRIE: Yes, unfortunately. Though, I suppose I should be grateful for some internal peace and quiet. TAYUIN: It’s never happened before? KYRIE: The obstruction? No, it’s never happened before. TAYUIN: You’ve… always had visions? KYRIE: Since I was a child. They were fairly innocuous back then. Little more than intrusive thoughts. Often about things that didn’t matter much. Certainly nothing dire. TAYUIN: And you have no control over them? KYRIE: Not entirely. They usually come when they like, and I make of them what I can. But sometimes they can be prompted. Touching something and concentrating hard enough can jolt it into submission. When I was younger, I wish they’d just go way. Now that they’re gone, I feel… oddly incomplete. TAYUIN: They’re a part of you, no matter how much you might wish otherwise… or if they cause more trouble than they’re worth. KYRIE: I shouldn’t complain. Likely my situation is only temporary. You’ve struggled your whole life with your seasonal connections. I imagine that’s far more distressing. TAYUIN: I’m used it. Doesn’t make it any less uncomfortable. But I’ve never known different so… KYRIE: And if it were up to you, which would you choose? Spring or winter? TAYUIN: Winter… of course. KYRIE: Of course. TAYUIN: I just mean… Well, maybe it suits me more… I don’t know. KYRIE: Does it? I’ve never met another Eladrin. TAYUIN: Winter faeries can be quiet, reserved. Though, no less strong or intimidating than Summer Eladrin. They make up the Frostguard. I would have joined them if… If I could. They’re elite soldiers. Intelligent, powerful strategists. People admire them. They respect them. KYRIE: Then, you dislike your spring attachments? TAYUIN: No, I mean… Spring Eladrin have powerful magics all their own. Masters of tricks and illusions. They should be feared, but their charismatic personalities draw people in. Just part of the manipulation. It's a survival tactic, and I understand the importance of it all too well. But then, I’ve suffered at its hands just as much. Not to say winter faeries are perfect. Far from it… They can be cold. Negligent. Sometimes... remorseless. KYRIE: Your mother, the Queen is…? TAYUIN: Winter. Maybe our only similarity, and still, I’m a fraction of a half. TAYUIN: What about you? Your mother? Your real one. KYRIE: I can’t know her. It’s explicitly forbidden. Even if I wanted to, I expect neither of my birth parents would come forward. It wouldn’t exactly be smiled upon in our society. TAYUIN: Were you never curious? KYRIE: It’s just not worth being curious about. TAYUIN: I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed. It’s not my culture. KYRIE: Don’t worry about it. I’m sure we’ve both got a fair bit of judgement. Your world seems strange to me, too. KYRIE: I think winter does suit you more. The real you. Though, the spring in you isn’t all bad, either. Of course, if you were to lose either connection, perhaps you’d become something neither of us recognize. So, I’m glad you’re both. TAYUIN: Glad? KYRIE: They’re called silver linings, Tay. You should try them. TAYUIN: I know what—! KYRIE: Shh, little winter faerie. Your spring is showing.
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Chosen of the Sun | | forest // ninety-one
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ABILITY CHECK | STRENGTH Eira is assigned a base stat of 10 strength. Objective #1 requires a roll of at least 12. Objective #2 requires a roll of at least 15. Objective #3 requires a roll of at least 18.  Eira rolls a 2(+10) and fails the third objective [Pull the Sword from the Stone].
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TAYUIN: There it is. EIRA: A sword in the stone. Of course there’s a catch. SARAYN: The engraving reads: He who has the strength of Knights may pull this sword from its sheath. Then, it is a test of strength. TAYUIN: Doesn’t hurt to try, does it? TAYUIN: That just leaves you, Witcher. EIRA: No pressure. TAYUIN: I guess just… do your best. EIRA: …Damn. TAYUIN: There must be something we can do. SARAYN: It is nearly sundown. TAYUIN: We can’t go back without it! EIRA: We don’t have much of a choice. TAYUIN: No. No, we can’t give up. This stupid… TAYUIN: Just… come out! EIRA: Tayuin… TAYUIN: I don’t… I don’t accept that. I… can’t. If I can’t fix this… If I can’t save him… SARAYN: We are still dealing with a witch, of course. As long as there is something she desires, she will always make time for games. So, you have suffered one defeat. Strike a new bargain. TAYUIN: And if she refuses? SARAYN: You have few options. It will be dark within the hour. Come, Faerie. We must go back.
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