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𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂™ 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔, ana amari? charcoal. You're smart, analytical, and appear balanced to the people around you. You work hard not to judge others, and to listen carefully before giving advice. For that reason,the people in your life trust you deeply, and listen well when you express an opinion because frankly, you're usually right. This need to appear calm and well-informed can be a little crushing, though-- you don't need to hide your uncertainty quite so often. It's human to need help sometimes, and with all you've done for your loved ones, they would be more than happy to provide it.
tagged by : @perceptualephemera <3 tagging : anyone !
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“Wise words.” Ana smiles. “Twilight, is it? You’ll call me Horus for the duration of this mission. I expect great things from you, but it ought to be a cakewalk. I put the personnel in the building to sleep, and you go in and collect your toll.”
Ana herself read his file. It’s not her first time working with someone whose slate is as clean as his, but she finds that the cleaner the slate, the redder the ledger. She’s business wise enough to not pry him too much on it, though she can hardly hide her curious gaze. She pries it away only to pull out her rifle from its briefcase : a Kinamura with notches carved into its side. She cradles it to her chest as if it were a child. “You’re not afraid of needles, right?”
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Bua in stardew!! <3
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Of course, it had been those very eyes that made Giselle realize that she couldn't have been the one she was looking for; her poor old heart was playing tricks on her again, and she did well to hide her disappointment ( not that she disliked Mistress Solokova, of course... ) "Of sorts." The maid smiles. "It has been a very long time - long before your family's acquisition of this manor, I should think." Centuries, she omits. Oh, too long. "They were not nearly as charming company as yourself, though. Hehe."
She had no eye of ruby, instead bearing the eyes of god's blood - ichor. Giselle's words were sweet yet melancholic. Just how long had she been here? "Oh really? Were they someone dear to you?" The stare did not have any malice in it, Sokolova didn't think so. "Ah, but you said you served them... How lucky they must've been. But where are they now, if you don't mind my inquiry?"
#zorkaya#muse: giselle / the maid * ic#:')))))#her memory's eluding her just a bit but how could she forget the white hair ... and the deeply uncharming appeal <3 UISHDSKDJS
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"Please forgive my staring, Lady @zorkaya. For a moment... you nearly resembled someone I served in the past. I mean this with the utmost respect."
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The House in Fata Morgana’s 10th Anniversary Art by Moyataro, 31/12/2022
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"I'm your sister." It's my job to keep you out of trouble. "We'll... figure this out." For once in her life, Lightning doesn't feel in total control. For once, she thinks her sister is being braver than she could ever hope to be, her voice unwavering - oh, it's taking everything for her to keep her own still - but if there is one thing she's certain of, she won't leave her. "I won't accept that. There is a way -- there's always a way. We haven't looked in the right place yet - maybe we're not seeing it." First stage of grief, denial.
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"So you're the man I'm watching over this time." Ana looks him up and down , then proffers her kindest smile. "You're younger than the others. I'm not sure if that's reason I should worry, or if it means you can walk anything off. I'll be your support for this mission."
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muses i could've sworn i had from the jump ?? but destin reminded me so they're officially being added :
ana amari, overwatch (primary)
moira o'deorain, overwatch (primary)
genji shimada, overwatch (secondary)
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Aya Brea pencil commission for TunaTown.
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[…] the ghost of my immortal love […]
Emily Brontë, from ‘Wuthering Heights’
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something about Giselle being gaslit for an entire few centuries by Morgana into forgetting herself and Michel yet still being drawn to Morgana’s mirage because of its close resemblance to Michel and the way that through all that time, she couldn’t place her finger on it, but she was drawn to his soul.
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