When Yuri speaks of his childhood, his eyes drop low and he scratches his neck, dances between his feet.
It is not something he's ashamed of, although he purposely makes it appear so. He does it because each time a friend or foe thinks themselves so smart and capable, picking up on his behaviour, and become all too embarrassed and promise they shan't speak of it no more, Yuri has to hold back his smile, or his thanks, for they took care of all the work for him.
Yuri wishes he didn't have to speak of his childhood, this bit had to be true. The reason as to, however, was not because of any sense of shame he could feel at having had to grovel on his knees between some old man's thighs, but rather than above all things, the nature of his childhood was the one he was to hide.
When Balthus gets too pressing about it, or Constance claims there's some dirty old secret about it, Yuri sighs with faux airs and raises his hands up like a white flag, claiming subtly to falsely give up. He tells them of a tale, old as time, of an old man who came to his village ages ago, sick and in need of nursing. He tells them he, the young and altruistic Yuri helped the man out of his misery, a blessing which was returned to him once the plague had seized their town and bled though their wounds. He tells them that, once he finally awoke, he rose as the bearer of a crest long forgotten, of Saint Aubin's long lost restored inheritance.
Yuri hides his name, not because he wanted to draw a harsh line between the past he suffered from living next to his prostitute mother, but because revealing his name would get him in far too restricting troubles with the archbishop.
Because he's certain that were she to understand Aubin still roamed the earth as the former adopted son of Count Rowe, she would put his liliac haired head on a spike for failing to bring the Goddess back to life centuries ago.
Because, all in all, Yuri is far more forgettable of a name than Aubin ever was. Because all the Apostles he once met have long since been buried under this earth, and he couldn't explain to Seiros how he, of all, survived until now.
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Rosy? Every time I look at your pics, you look so lovable and adorable that I imagine giving you a big hug. I would want you to feel really comfortable, safe, loved, and appreciated. I love your pics because they evoke those caring feelings in me and that makes me feel calm and relaxed. You never need to post any more pics, I don't want you to feel any pressure to do that. I know you have been dealing with a lot. I just want you to know you are loved and appreciated!
🎀 . ˚ * . ʚ 🤍 ɞ
⊹ 🧸 ˚ . 🩰 ⊹ ˚ 🧁
Sweet anon! . ˚ * . 🎀
What a surprise this was — you didn’t have to do this !!
Yet what an honor it is to be worth receiving such beautiful sentiments ♡ ♡
(I mean to think you see so many nice things in me ?? Me ???)
I’m genuinely at a loss for what to say, but these words are precious to me, and I will remember them for a long time to come ♡
Thank you so *so* much !!
It has been a difficult time, but God is with me so it’s ok! He takes care of me, and gives me all I need to take care of others c:
Cus I’m not the only one out there struggling, and I still want to be here for those people !!
(Even if all I do is answer asks and post photos of my outfits or the books I’m reading, but you never know whose day it might brighten !! Well that is why I’m still here hehe ♡)
I want to say that *you* are extremely loved and appreciated, too, however! Your presence is very needed on this earth, and I for one am thankful you exist ♡ ♡
Just look at what a blessing you were to me today :D
Sending the warmest hugs, and all my fondest well-wishes just for you! I pray you will be safe, loved, and joyful for all your days to come ~ !!
🤍 . ˚ * . ʚ XOXO ɞ
🎀 * ·̩͙ 🧸 ˚ . 🩰 ⊹ ˚ 🧁
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[A] great cabinet opposite—whose front, divided into twelve panels, bore, in grim design, the heads of the twelve apostles, each enclosed in its separate panel as in a frame; while above them at the top rose an ebon crucifix and a dying Christ.
According as the shifting obscurity and flickering gleam hovered here or glanced there, it was now the bearded physician, Luke, that bent his brow; now St. John’s long hair that waved; and anon the devilish face of Judas, that grew out of the panel, and seemed gathering life and threatening a revelation of the arch-traitor—of Satan himself—in his subordinate’s form.
Congrats, Jane, you are one out of three on "people who would appear in a representation of the Twelve Apostles."
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FUTURE CHANGES:
HSR VERSE: Zarina will now be absent from the Honkai story right after the destruction of Elysian Realm. Specifically, when ER has been destroyed, she runs past Kevin and Mei to bid farewell to her comrades only to be yanked from the dimension as it was able to reconnect her with Elysia the Aeon for a second. Because of that, she's been in the Honkai Universe for many more years but she is aware of Kevin's passing all the more.
HSR VERSE: Apostles of Origin meta will be written out as the followers of life, the Aeon who loves humanity and all life. There will be eight Apostles of Origin, all named after every phase of the Moon alongside having a specific flower associated with them. Elysia's flower is a pink tulip, Zarina's flower is a white lily, and the rest are unknown.
HSR VERSE: Sunday sent Zarina an invitation to Penacony as well as the elusive Apostle of Origin, inviting her to partake in the festivities with the Astral Express. This hints at the expansive capabilities of Penacony's leader to find her and figure out who/what she is as an Apostle.
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So like, are Theresia and Jill ever gonna show up back in the story? Because we’ve had characters from the other previous arcs show up again, most in Falconia, such as Daiba, Silat, Rickert, and then Luca and her girls
I mean, I know not every major side character has to be there. As far as I can recall, Nina and her boyfriend are nowhere to be seen. But Theresia and Jill were pretty focused on characters in their respective arcs, and as far as I can tell, no one else from the Black Swordsman or Lost Children arcs have made any appearances (granted there’s not too many to choose from, at least of those that are still alive. In Black Swordsman’s case, I think Theresia’s the only one), and I mean, I feel like maybe at least one character from each arc should show up at some point
Not sure how they’d reappear though
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This can be a situation of 'what if' since the five beast were the first ones then what if they would be the first who began with this whole yandere chaos like- they are the ultimates obsessive over y/n cookie the fallen heroes have the first and high level O_O
-🧁 anon
What If: The First.
Something has to start somewhere. Y/N Cookie is a figure beloved by all, sometimes even a little too much from certain, no wait, a large majority of the cookie population on Earthbread.
They’ve seen a lot from what levels of obsession could offer from simple clinginess to the alters and shrines many create amidst their sickly love.
Y/N Cookie was surprisingly no stranger to these gestures. After all, they’ve seen these similar types of obsessive love elsewhere.
Long ago, many years back….you were a Primordial Cookie alongside your long lasting companions, the Five Beast Cookies.
You remembered all the times you’ve had with them.
The times you laughed. Shadow Milk Cookie would tell you many things about this world, but he also liked to sprinkle in some humor too. He’d even do a sort of jester act by using a puppet show, it never failed to make you chuckle at least once…
The times you chose to help others that made Mystic Flour Cookie warm with you. Your choices to make decisions that befitted your Virtue of Compassion was something of a spectacle for her. She adored that you did not question anything about showing compassion for others, some things don’t always have to come down to choice.
The times you felt safe. Red Spice and Silent Salt Cookie were your protectors. You were a cookie of compassion, but that shouldn’t mean that cookies should push you around. It made the two cookies unhappy and advise the perpetrator to back off. Red Spice was all show while Silent Salt was all quiet, but both make sure that you wouldn’t get harmed under their watch.
The times you loved. Eternal Sugar Cookie was always happy to see you. Compassion and Happiness always worked well together, so it only made sense that you were the closest to her. She’d let you join her on her cloud as you two talked the day away, Eternal Sugar being happy that she got to spend time with you in any form.
Oh, how things went south when power corrupts.
One by one, their will crumbled under the weight of their own strength. The Five became twisted apostles of evil and brought forth darkness and devastation.
This corruption had also brought upon unfortunate side effects to their love for you, twisting and change until it’s nothing but sickly and dark.
Shadow Milk Cookie embraced deceit into his heart, controlling and manipulating the cookies around you. His plan to make you belong to him would be to drive everyone you knew away from you whether it be by his twisted mind tricks or more lethal methods. You’d have no one left but him…
Red Spice Cookie only brought nothing but destruction to whoever dared to challenge his sick obsession with you. No cookie could ever survive an encounter with him, only reduced to smoldering crumbs on the ground. No cookie has ever loved you like he has, because there’d be no one left that could…
Silent Salt Cookie’s protectiveness reached insane levels you’d never expect from them. Cookies that so much as raise a hand in your presence are swiftly cut down by Silent Salt. Cookies can’t even look at you without Silent Salt putting an end to their existence. Their worry for you, and you overall, was worth the lives they stomped on.
No other cookie mattered to Mystic Flour Cookie anymore that wasn’t you. She just didn’t see why you should care for any of these insignificant specks of grain as she casually waves her arm, reducing the whole landscape around her into nothing. No longer did choice matter to her, the decisions she once valued mean little to her if it didn’t help you or her out.
What was once happiness has now turned into a deadly and sickly obsession with you. Eternal Sugar Cookie’s mind hazed with nothing but thoughts of you, unable to get you out of her mind. NEVER wanting to get you out of her mind. Only you could get her off her cloud, she’ll simply yawn and turn away anyone else. She believes her love for you triumphs above anyone else, gleefully obliterating anyone who thinks could challenge her…
You can still hear their screams and shocked gasps when the Creators locked them away, their pained cries and shouts all becoming static in your head.
The Ancient Heroes…
They’ve done well in resisting the temptation of power unlike your former comrades, their affection remaining moderate as a result.
Though, one of them have your doubts..
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