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[lordreala]

indefinite hiatus

[[ It is with a very heavy heart that I come to you all writing this… It’s no secret to any that my activity has been sporadic at best. I am officially putting this blog on indefinite hiatus.

I have been writing this fucker for over seven years. Seven years. Can you believe that? Reala is, uncontested, my longest-lived muse. He is incredibly near and dear to my heart, as are all the characters in this franchise. But, over the course of the past couple months, I’ve realized… I have no more stories left to tell with my Reala. You all are, for the most part, new to me. You never got to see him cracked open, and all the little nuances of him, and I’m sorry for that. He’s an awful, terrible, incredibly broken person, and I’ve loved every second of watching him heal, break, and heal again. I’ve loved letting him be the antagonist in other people’s stories. And after everything I’ve put him through? I think I’m at peace. So is he. He’s tired. He’s old. He’s ready to rest.

Maybe one day I’ll bring him back. Maybe one day he’ll decide he’s rested enough and come pester me to be active again. That’s why this is an indefinite hiatus instead of a full closure. You all are always welcome to send me whatever you wish through the askbox or IMs; I have no more secrets, so if there’s any questions you have about my portrayal, you are very welcome to ask. I’ll still be around; this is a sideblog, so I’ll get the alert.

Other than that, you can find me on any of my other blogs. @sunseraph is my hub blog, so you can always see the most current list there. Currently, I’m most active on my OC Cyrus @inadeepanddarkdecember but I also run an Asgore @kingfloofybuns and Gaster @neglectedspace. All these blogs are open to crossovers, and I would love to RP with you there. I have a skype and discord; you can IM me for those, and of course, there’s my public NiGHTS server, which you can join by clicking here.

The queue runs out in two weeks, after which I’ll post this again and one more link to my server, and then that will likely be the last you see of my for a while. Until then, I love you all, and I hope to see you around.

Till next time, goodbye and goodnight. ]]

[lordreala]

✧･ﾟ: *✧Dreamy Discord✧*:･ﾟ✧

What’s this?

A Discord server for NiGHTS fans! A lowkey place to meet, chill, and hang out with other fans. Share theories, headcanons fanfic, fanart, whatever your heart desires, or just ramble about your day.

What’s Discord?

Discord is an instant messaging and call service, much like Skype, which has the added advantage of having a much-improved versions of group chats called servers. In a server, there can be multiple rooms for multiple uses. On top of that, Discord is simply more reliable, neater, and better supported.

Can I join if ___?

Yes! Everyone’s welcome. You don’t need an RP or NiGHTS-specific blog; you don’t need to be above a certain age; you don’t need a certain level of activity to stay. All you need to be is at least vaguely familiar with the NiGHTS series. (You’d probably get awfully lost pretty quick if you’re not!)

How do I join?

Click this link!

Can I share this post/link with my friends?

Yes! The more the merrier.

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memories // accepting

☤ - a memory of death/loss

“I’ll bring your heads to Master Wizeman myself!”

Reala calls down the five pointed star. This sort of spell comes with great personal cost should he fail, even worse than the damage he sustained last time. He knows that failure means death, but he is sick of being humiliated, sick of the chase, and especially sick of seeing that arrogant, condescending, pitying, saccharine smile playing at the lips of someone he once called partner.

He cries out when the first bomb strikes him, but it doesn’t hurt as much as it should have. Flames engulf his body; he can feel the warmth and the swell and burst of blisters, but his spell shields him from the majority of the pain. He can keep fighting.

The first point fades.

Reala knows the Visitors are watching. He thinks of their condescension if they see him fail; he thinks of their boundless despair should they see their hero fall. One of the bombs he throws makes contact, and though NiGHTS is too far away to hear react, he can hear the Visitors outcry of concern. He finds there to be a special joy in the pain of these particular Visitors.

When NiGHTS catches his foot with a bomb and he is again swallowed by flame, he can hear them cheer.

The second point fades.

Reala throws a bomb, but it is caught and returned. It makes impact.

The third point fades.

The battle is halfway over. Reala has caught NiGHTS with another bomb, but they emerge undeterred from the flames. The determination on their face mirrors his own; their stubbornness has always been such an endearing and aggravating trait. As he turns away to grab another bomb, he is struck in the back.

The fourth point fades.

Reala’s chest heaves for breath; the warmth from his burns sticks to him, threatening to engulf him once the effects of his spell fade. NiGHTS is smiling; NiGHTS is confident; NiGHTS knows he cannot last much longer. Everyone can so clearly see he cannot last much longer. He is not afraid to die; though the memory is hazy, he remembers that he has done it once before, at this maren’s hands, no less. He will gladly accept his death if he can take NIGHTS down with him.

They throw a bomb, but he catches and returns it. They dodge, and he thinks he can see them shouting something as they appear around its other side. He’s too far away to hear, but he’s sure it’s a taunt. He flies for another bomb, dodging one of NiGHTS’s throws, and this second throw makes contact. He grins; they can’t last much longer either, but he takes a few beats too long to savor the hit. The bomb from his first throw this round completes its circuit around the playing field and detonates when it hits him. He is blindsided, and he cries out.

The fifth point fades.

The stamina his spell lent him leaves his body. Reala sees NiGHTS watch him as he begins to fall. The star vanishes. They turn away.

He falls, and the searing pain of his burns slams his senses; he is falling, he is fire, he is aflame, and he screams. He remembers experiencing this once before, but the fall was much shorter. Tears of frustration escape the corners of his eyes, and he curses this place, curses NiGHTS, curses the Visitors, and asks himself how he hasn’t hit the goddamn ground yet.

He hits the goddamn ground.

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cool sibs in cool hoodies

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*is even slightly emotionally vulnerable* oh sweet baby jesus not again

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*kicks down door* im here to be bitter

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This is my domain, to tread here is a privilege I won’t hesitate to revoke.

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am i a bad person? okay, i mean, yeah, but i do feel bad about it? Absolutely Not

[lordreala]

[lordreala]

indefinite hiatus

[[ It is with a very heavy heart that I come to you all writing this... It’s no secret to any that my activity has been sporadic at best. I am officially putting this blog on indefinite hiatus.

I have been writing this fucker for over seven years. Seven years. Can you believe that? Reala is, uncontested, my longest-lived muse. He is incredibly near and dear to my heart, as are all the characters in this franchise. But, over the course of the past couple months, I’ve realized... I have no more stories left to tell with my Reala. You all are, for the most part, new to me. You never got to see him cracked open, and all the little nuances of him, and I’m sorry for that. He’s an awful, terrible, incredibly broken person, and I’ve loved every second of watching him heal, break, and heal again. I’ve loved letting him be the antagonist in other people’s stories. And after everything I’ve put him through? I think I’m at peace. So is he. He’s tired. He’s old. He’s ready to rest.

Maybe one day I’ll bring him back. Maybe one day he’ll decide he’s rested enough and come pester me to be active again. That’s why this is an indefinite hiatus instead of a full closure. You all are always welcome to send me whatever you wish through the askbox or IMs; I have no more secrets, so if there’s any questions you have about my portrayal, you are very welcome to ask. I’ll still be around; this is a sideblog, so I’ll get the alert.

Other than that, you can find me on any of my other blogs. @sunseraph is my hub blog, so you can always see the most current list there. Currently, I’m most active on my OC Cyrus @inadeepanddarkdecember but I also run an Asgore @kingfloofybuns and Gaster @neglectedspace. All these blogs are open to crossovers, and I would love to RP with you there. I have a skype and discord; you can IM me for those, and of course, there’s my public NiGHTS server, which you can join by clicking here.

The queue runs out in two weeks, after which I’ll post this again and one more link to my server, and then that will likely be the last you see of my for a while. Until then, I love you all, and I hope to see you around.

Till next time, goodbye and goodnight. ]]

[lordreala]

Strength: Something you really struggle with...

with this, the inbox is officially clear

Reala struggles with many things: being nice, being patient, having any empathy for anyone, forming any sort of real connection, trusting literally anyone aside from Wizeman...