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which tragic character from ancient greek literature are you?

Pentheus you are pentheus from the bacchae by euripides, and you hold yourself so tightly wound together and so perfectly in place that even the slightest push will make you shatter. you are determined, you are headstrong, and you are addicted to pushing yourself to your farthest limits just to see when you'll snap. you find comfort in tradition, order, and authority, because that's where you are allowed to be blind to the darkness inside you. once in a while, give into the temptation and the chaos you keep denying yourself. it's the only way to not be afraid anymore.

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Lune by kiasherria_kia

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Lune had always been careful to hide her pain. A habit rooted deep from her childhood when her parents' disappointment had been too much to bear, their eyes filled with scrutiny when she never learned to endure. That fear of judgment followed her into adulthood, leaving her reluctant to show any crack in her composure.

With nowhere to escape due to protocol, Lune remains with Gustave to sort through these emotions. It's not exactly her proudest moment as shame clung to her, tears continues to stream forth despite her attempts to wipe them away. Her mouth tensed, lips twitching with efforts to regain control . She needed to stay strong. She needed to push these emotions down. She needed-

Thoughts froze as his body stepped into hers, warm arms wrapped around her stiffen frame. She should have push away, refuse the comfort, but she couldn't. Something broke within her as she buries her face into his shoulder, letting all of the pent-up emotions escapes with a loud and violent sob, while arms hung loosely around him as tears streamed freely and her body trembled from it all. She had spent so long locking others out, refusing comfort and care, that she forgot what it felt like to be supported.

Lune doesn't recall how long she spent like this, solely focused on the release as the trembles and tears began to slow down, before there was movement of separation. She wasn't sure who moved first, but followed suit, stepping away and avoiding his gaze, trying to hide embarrassment. "I'm sorry..." She murmurs, throat raspy but lighter than before. "... but thank you. I... I need that..."

She felt better, exhausted, but better after releasing all of that emotional weight from within. It would return in due time, but at least, it was gone for tonight. "I know," She reassures him, understanding he still wants to help. "Maelle is your family... and she comes first." It is only natural, right? Unlike her own...

The thought was pushed aside as Lune rubs the lingering tears away. "We're in this together, and do what we can for those who come after." It's all that they can do with their little team. Whatever it takes.

Gustave looked up at her with concern, knowing she was crying due to the tone of her voice. She had been strong for both of them, and now she was shattered into pieces, broken for a decision she had made. It wasn't her fault most of their friends were dead, it was like blaming another victim. She suffered as much as he did, carrying the guilt of their deaths in her shoulders.

All he wanted was to try to comfort her, but he feared she wouldn't want his reassurance. Gustave recalled Tristan's words, that Lune wasn't very warm to most people, and she didn't enjoy when things got too personal. And he was right, the moments he had shared with her back in Lumìere were mostly in a professional tone. Her research helped him finish the Lumina Converter, especially after he had lost his arm during an accident with it.

"Merde." Muttering to himself, Gustave eventually stood up from his spot, and walked towards Lune before giving her a hug. She could push him away, he wouldn't mind, but he had to try to comfort her anyway. After that, he promised himself he would respect her space, so he stepped back, releasing her with a sigh.

"I... thanks. We'll find her. And..." He rubbed the back of his hand on his cheeks, attempting to wipe his tears off. "... I'm sorry for doubting the mission earlier. Of course I still want to help, especially now that Maelle is alive. Everyone deserves a future with no fear."

He seemed better now that he managed to vent a little. Now only if Lune felt the same way.

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ooc // hello hello~ I'm still around, lurking for the most part, but the heat and work has been kicking my motivation to write. Or rather... I write something, but unable to find the flow for it , and end up deleting it. I'll probably have more time and motivation this weekend to write.

I hope you guys are all well! ♡

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this is a hobby!!! it is supposed to be fun. if your drafts don’t spark joy? drop them. if you inbox is overwhelming? clear it! your partners will understand, and more likely than not will be willing to plot something new that does spark that joy. don’t let writing or rp cause unnecessary stress in this already chaotic life. put yourself and your happiness first

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Esquie leans down, swaying side to side, silently observing his dear friend. “Why push them away? People are drawn to you as you are drawn to them. You’re kind, intelligent, and wonderful, mon ami.”

A single arm reaches towards him, a hand gently grasping his shoulder. “Anyone would love to be your friend. Even if it is a short moment, it is a moment that should be cherished. I always cherish our time together.” 

Verso was quiet for a moment. What was he supposed to say? Yes, that he cares about them? That even though he's leading them to their deaths, he still finds himself wanting them to live?

"...I think they might be, mate," Verso said softly. He sighed. "No matter how much I try not to care... it always ends up happening, doesn't it?"

If the original Verso hadn't cared so much, they wouldn't be here right now. But he tried not to think like that. Not when he would have done the same thing. Had done the same thing.

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Chocolate brown eyes rolls playfully at his comment before a small grin spreads upon her lips and light chuckles spilled forth. It was quite unexpected how she started to enjoy his company. Initially, she was guarded and untrusting of him, but slowly, they learned about each other through question and conversations. 

Lune’s careless features slowly melted into mindful reflecting. “Protocal stated we should rebuild Lumiere. Any surviving Expeditionors will be leading the reconstruction for future generations. As one of the oldest citizen, it would be my duty to serve my country.” She stated simply, lacking any enthusiasm for her possible role. 

“There will still be a list of unanswered questions after we defeat the Paintress.” Her states, shifting her weight upon one side, staring at him with an raise eyebrow. “Can I count on you for those answers, Verso?”

. It always seemed to come back to her parents, an ever-present looming figure over her shoulder, pointing the way forward. He thought of Aline and Renoir, how much they'd fought against his music in his painted memories. At first.

Would Lune's parents have relented if she fought as Verso had? Or would they have squashed her down again into the mold; had they? Was Lune as she was because she had learned to love the person she'd been made into, or because she had lost the war in her youth?

"Beautiful and dangerous in equal measure," he replied, eyes on Lune with arms crossed loosely. "You would know all about that, hm?" There is a glimmer of amusement in his eyes, but he shifted the conversation, back to questioning.

"Have you thought about what you'll do if we take the Paintress down? Can't very well research something that doesn't exist" There was an intensity to his voice, like this mattered more.

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@devilishdanse asked: FPU for Lilith? ♡

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Any position that allows Lilith to be on top and facing her partner. She loves guiding them through their pleasures, watching them come undone underneath her touch. It is only with partners that she truly trust and bonded that she will bottom, allowing them to take full-control during sex.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Either or. It really depends on Lilith's and her partner's mood.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) An ungodly amount. Teasing one partner's allows anticipation of what is to come. She loves hearing her partner begging for their needs as she strings them along the edge.

meme source // 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 // accepting

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Lune silently nods at Maelle’s determination, admiring how she was able to bring herself out of her dazed state with a single promise. One promise is all that it takes to push a person forward after experiencing death so close at hand. However, Lune is unsure whether their group can fulfill such a promise.

The white-haired man has already shown his strength, slaughtering nearly the entire Expedition on the beach. It appears as if he will continue to hunt them down until every single one of them is eliminated. Would it be possible for them to defeat the white-haired man? A daunting task, but it must be done not solely for revenge but to give an advantage to those who come after. 

“We’ll strategize in the morning,” Lune murmurs softly, giving a reassuring squeeze as Lune summoned the last bits of her abilities to call forth a healing spell. A green light instantly envelopes Maelle, healing any injuries and pains that she may be experiencing. A small sense of comfort, normalize, that Lune could offer. Unfortunately, it could not remove any pains of the heart. 

“We’ll be back at camp soon… Rest until then. Sciel and I can take it from here.”

Hands are pulled away from where she had been clutching her side, the cloth that had been used to staunch the bleeding had turned a deep rusty red from the eggshell like off-white it had once been. A sudden chill washed over her frail form, the loss of blood causing her to shake and her vision to regress into a blurry mess of splotches of colour which clouded Maelle's view of the figures in front of her.

Revenge was the only thing that could help her out of her dazed state, reigniting the fire in her eyes as the youngest of the 33s mustered the last of her strength to give Lune a determined nod in response. "I'm going to kill him, the man that took Gustave from us." Spoken as if she was swearing an oath, holding a tone both focused and serious, making a promise to both herself and to her team as the auburn haired girl pictured the white-haired man's face in her mind and using her own words and anger to steer her forward.

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“Do what..?” Esquie’s head tilts off to the side, confusion ringing in his drawn-out voice. There was a moment of pause, while he reflected upon Verso’s words before coming to one conclusion. “It is because I’m wise..” His voice rings out happily with a light chuckle.

"Good, bad, happy, and sad..." His body sways side to side as he rattles each word off. "I've seen it all... People cover themselves with what they want to appear, not what they truly are underneath. Why not tell them? I like telling people the shiniest parts of them... while Fran-Fran says the not so nice parts. He's so mean.”

Coming from anyone else, it would feel —— not disingenuous, precisely, but it wouldn't feel right. But talking to Esquie always feels good. It won't last, because it never does: but for now, for the moment, he actually smiles and is a little more at ease. " Thank you, " he chuckes, reaching up to rest a hand upon Esquie's arm, squeezing the cloth there, grateful.

" —— how do you do that, mon ami? " A pause, a vague wave of his hand. " You —— see good things. You know what people need to hear. "

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“No, you’re not wrong to expect a love that respects and values you for the person you are. You’re wrong to expect anything less.”

— Unknown

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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 - Redone

Send a letter and I will respond with a headcanon about the ns/fw topic that corresponds to it!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (where does your muse prefer to cum/have someone cum) D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) L = Location (favorite places to do the do) M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

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@hiiddenstar // tagging you in case you haven't seen this~

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow... (may all of the dark lost inside you find light again)

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@audaciious asked: What is a promise someone made to your muse and broken it that your muse never forgot about?

"I promise to love you no mater what..." One would assume a parent's love is a promise of its own, always to be there and love them as they are. Lune often finds herself questioning if her parents truly meant it or not.

Lune officially enrolled in her parent's apprenticeship at the age of four due to her thirst for knowledge and sense of curiosity. Her siblings were also enrolled into the program, but did not last long within it as they found their passion elsewhere. Sol found his passion by helping the community, while Stella found hers in the arts.

Her parents never truly accepted their decisions, often remarking they were selfish or wasting their talents. They often remarked that Lune should not stray away from the path as who else would carry on their work? Who else will help Lumiere when they pass?

Lune wondered if her parents only loved her because she was useful to them, ensuring that their work would continue onwards. She knew that if she had strayed away, it would have devastated them. So... She 'never' did. Keeping within their set of rules and constraints in hopes to achieve her parent's love and approval.

source // Untitled Headcanon Questions // accepting

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what are you seeking?

ACCEPTANCE "i look in the mirror and don't recognize the face staring back."

oh, little songbird, when did you stop singing? why do you let yourself fade into the background, so sure you're not worth seeing? who convinced you that you are nothing but empty air? for as long as you can remember, you've screamed at the sky to be noticed, to be seen, but that never quite worked, did it? so you accepted your role. you learned to bite your tongue, to watch, to fade away. it's easier that way, isn't it? better quiet than ignored. at least this way, you have some control over the situation. but it stings, doesn't it? the more you quiet yourself, the more you force yourself to fade away, the harder it is to reach you. you're losing yourself...and that terrifies you, doesn't it? what you seek is acceptance, to be seen and loved and listened to. and, little ghost, you deserve it. you are worth knowing. i see you. now let others do the same. step into the sunlight and sing, little one. i believe in you.

tagged by no one. i stole it >_> tagging anyone who wants to do it

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CLAIR OBSCUR: EXPEDITION 33

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for @vcrso: reblogging plotting guide with my preferences to find common interest!

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

source // Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse! // accepting