#[muse]-Garuda

[fantasybots]

She Activates my Honkai til I Reaction-

[toadeyes-miqote]

Wings

When your inexplicable rivalry with Garuda gets out of hand....

Just wait till Quetzalcoatl arrives on FFXIV if ever, unless sun themed primals/gods/eikons/summons aren't used because Azem. Is Quetzalcoatl sun themed?

[massive-multiverse]

“Give your blood to the queen of gore and blood”

[demcngeneral]

She would always be there to protect him to watch over him her life span was measured in a way even cultivators light dimmed and faded unless they found immortality, like Sizhui and possible Mulan. Her kind before the cure had watched many of the Clan members turn into statues and dust away, she feared she would have to face that as well with ErXing, she knew that his cultivations were powerful, but he also regularly used them to help others it was how he was. Huaisang was the first none Demon Clan member to ever receive one of her eggs. He had an understanding and an appreciation of birds she had not seen in any other man. She liked his company, and his gossip and how he could read a room and tell her what was going on. Coyly behind one of his fans.

The room smelled strongly of stale spirits, and so she knew it had been a bit. The human shaped bird considered "Well that is one good thing out of this." she stated "I would not want you to die." she was earnest in her words and serious in her expression.

Hands that could inflict damage like any predatory bird, is kind and soft with him. Her fingers trail through his hair and work out tangles she rubs spots that had been pulled taunt by his braids and how he had frayed them over time. She can hear the sobs but she doesn't stop him from crying not yet. He needs this release, this build up of pain this is how it gets out, for some its fighting, for some its one of the arts. Huaisang needed to understand he was allowed to cry, allowed to mourn, to be angry and to feel. He has often said he was sad he could not love her as a true wife…and this still baffles her. She believes that he loves her just fine, it doesn't have to be a sexual or romantic love to be a love. She has voiced this before she still feels this. He is her best friend, he is close to her. They will have little Nie's because this is important to the Sect, but they are not lovers, in the true sense of the word. It is a duty for him and a gift from her.

"How often must I tell you, that you are no trouble to me, that my love is unconditional that means fancy robes and parties, or in a room full of bottles where you've over indulged?" her smile doesn't waver, and it touches her eyes still. "You and I love each other just fine." she stated matter-of-factly. "Not all love has to be romantic love, your true love will find you, and I will be your best-friend for always." she stated it was as easy to her as this.

She allows him to cling as long as he likes he's not hurting her. She brought a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and a bottle of water from the other sleeve she heats the water lightly and begins to clean his face free of sweat, tears and snot. Gently her own expression intent on helping him feel a bit more human. Once she is done, she will help him to the bath she had already told the servants to draw. She could warm it with her fire powers. She didn't need to ask him if he felt better, he might feel less a mess though. "Let's get you in the tub, I will stay with you and tend your hair." she said calmly.

Garuda was happy to take care of him. "Then I will get you fresh robes and we can snuggle until you feel better or sleep."

@cuckoo-among-beasts

One of the things she admired about Huaisang was his emotions. She was still learning those and sometimes she wasn't sure what to do with them. Many who thought he was just a headshaker never got past the layers of him. He was guarded as any soul should be when they were Sect leader, and he used an illusion of the man others thought him to be to his advantage. It was admireable. He could be over stimulated via his emotions though. Garuda rarely argued with him, and locked doors were not even a challange.

He doesn't want to be seen like this but she wasn't just anyone, she was Garuda. This was the difference. He felt like he was the worst of the worst but she had seen him with the children of the Sect, of the man sitting in the kitchens with the servants feeding him and chatting, he saw it in how invested he was in art work, how he loved fans. While he was in the way…he could not see his own value or his own worth. It was not something that could be told to him either, until he managed to swim out of the wine.

She voiced the question "When did you last eat ?" her gaze was not harsh or demanding it was the soft voice of his best friend. Of the person who jumped into this at his side. "Don't worry I will tend you." she answered him softly. Her fingers still working on his hair to free it of the many braids that are as much a station as are a fashion statement. Fingers rake through freed hair and delicate fingertips massage his scalp.

She slides fingers from his hair to hug him closer and give him a gentle squeeze. "You are resilient in you pain, what you call vanity I call pride in appearance. You say Lazy, but I have seen you passionate about a project you dedicate blood , sweat and tears too." she countered and she clucked her tongue. "how many times have you saved me from being tossed in jail for walking off with something ? , How many times have I seen you care about the well being of people asking for help, where you have nothing to gain from it, but did it because the common folk needed the aid ?" she pointed out kindly. "Lucky you, I am immune to diseases and virus." her tone tipped upwards. "Your worth any pain though A-Sang…" she said with reassurance. She bumped her forehead to his and nose to his the way a bird would to show affection.

"Look at me. Do I look troubled in the least, the world has been around long before me and will continue to be around long after me. If the idiot cultivators full of themselves don't destroy it on the foolish search for power." she drew back a little to look at him. "You are my bestfriend, and there is no way in any of the hells I would ever leave you to rot, if you must do so I will be here to support you pull you out of the ground and help you to bloom again." she saw the same in Erxing he could be self loathing, keeping people at arms length, preferring his own company. She would drag his butt out of misery how could she do less for her sect leader ?

"Now, shall I get you some fresh robes ?" she asked "Warm soft ones for after your bath ?" she inquired. Though she had not pulled away or untangled him from the pile he was in yet. If he needed a little longer to be snuggled Garuda was happy to do so.

@cuckoo-among-beasts

[theflagscene]

Things I’ve learned from reading The Sign novel that I’m glad they changed for the show (so far)

Singh being at training camp and being the one everyone bullied, I mean everyone! Even our heroes.

Thongthai and Khem being two of Chart’s lackeys

Tharn and Yai realizing who Phaya was the day they got to the training camp.

Singh apparently has 10 degrees? Dude’s like 26 years old, that’s a little much there babe.

Tharn blurting out that he likes women during a quiet moment with Phaya, completely unprovoked, even though for so many chapters Yai has mused about how often he has to stop Tharn from staring at hot guys, has to stop Tharn from staring at Phaya when he’s barely dressed, literally had to dump water on him to stop him from fixating on Phaya. But yeah, okay you’re super duper straight Tharn.

Phaya being in love with Dao and nearly hounding her about being in love with her until she basically puts him down like a lame dog.

A very clear case of ‘it’s not men it’s just him’ syndrome happening between Phaya/Tharn, easily my least favourite trope of all time.

Phaya having a mom and older brother in his life, Nee’s there too but we like her.

Tharn’s mom being alive

Chart becoming part of their friend group because of Thongthai and Khem.

Singh and Chart start dating after Chart breaks his leg and has to leave training. (WHAT!?)

Tharn being not only a sloppy drunk but a crying drunk, they basically made him a weeping clingy uwu teenaged girl every time he had a drink and it was borderline misogynistic.

The police captain being a ‘tall beauty queen’ of a woman that apparently leaves all men struck dumb the moment they see her. (Oh spare me the ‘jaw dropping gorgeous not like other girls�� character)

And that was just from the first like ten chapters, I’m not even close to the Garuda and Naga stuff, forget about the cop crap! Like this was just up to right after the Naga festival, so what, like 3 episodes?

What I wish they had left in!!!!

Tharn and Phaya’s beds being next to one another instead of Tharn and Yai bunking together, the pair whispering and gossiping constantly under their blankets to the point that the other guys start to think they’re into each other way sooner.

“Yes, my wife Sand is trans, a trans woman. I don’t care, I dated her when she was a man because I was in love with her. I don’t care what she is, she is she. Sand is Sand and I love her.”

YAI!!!! YOU PERFECT LITTLE HONEY BEE! I NEED A YAISAND SPIN OFF ASAP!!!

All the green flags!!!

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

[inc0rrectmyths]

Me needs some Vishnu x Apollo ft. jealous!Shiva and Indra

THERE YA GO MAN!

They both sing and dance together. If this isn't the most obvious shit idk what is.

DOING EACH OTHER'S MAKE UP! RAAAWWRRRRR! BUYING EACH OTHER'S JEWELRY!!!!

Apollo sends his Muses and Graces to deliver gifts and letters to Vishnu.

Vishnu FUCKING SENDS SHESHA OR GARUDA as messengers KEJSJSJKAS.

Neck kisses <3333 don't ask me to elaborate.

Tucking flowers on each other's hair.

Running their fingers over each other's skin. "Your skin is so soft" ahh romance going on.

Kissing each other's entire face <333 outta nowhere. They just feel like it and go mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah all over.

Calling Artemis at 3am to ask what Apollo's favorite song/flower/dessert is. (Vishnu you goof)

Apollo BULLIED Hestia into learning how to cook kheer for Vishnu :3

JEALOUS SHIVA AND INDRA!!!

Side eye

"We know how to dance and sing as well ya know? "

Indra showing off his Apsaras and Gandharvas to prove that they are better than Apollo's Muses and Graces.

Shiva bringing the prettiest stones and flowers he could find to present them to Vishnu.

Kissing OVER the spots Apollo had kissed.

"Nothing beats the taste of shudh malai waali kheer with kaaju you know Vishie... "

"Greece me shift kyu nhi ho jate? " JDHSKSJS

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

Prompt #2: Bark

Haurchefant toed the body of a slain imperial solider, a scowl crossing his features. The Fury had seemed to favor Camp Dragonhead. Some hours before he'd received word of imperial troops having made it into Coerthas under cover of a blizzard. When it came to Garlean encroachment upon his home, the Silver Fuller only had one rule.

Annihilation.

Even more so now, considering that Fortemps' holding was the home of the Fury's chosen vessels--Augustine and Mathye Bishop. The silver-haired elezen exhaled, breath puffing out in white clouds. Behind him he could hear the bark of orders being given, Corentiaux was directing the clean-up effort. The clear weather wouldn't last long, another storm was predicted to move in.

"This is the third anti-magic squad in as many months." He commented. "I feel I need to ask, has the Fury directed you to pass judgement upon the nonbelievers and I wasn't invited?"

"If there was an offensive against the Empire, you would be the first one we'd invite." Snow crunching under his boots, the blue-armored form of Augustine Bishop came up alongside the master of Camp Dragonhead. No longer semi-Primed, he was back to his normal self.

"As for this, you've heard the news from outside. The Black Wolf is on the march." Augustine squatted next to the dead man, patting him down and inspecting his pockets.

"With how he took over Ala Mhigo, it makes sense that he'd look at us. You know how the Vault reacted to my brother's Priming. And Ser Wrymblood's own. We're all just only barely getting along and even then."

"Scouts." Haurchefant mused.

"We're probably not the only ones dealing with this. Ser Borel's contacts have told him that Ifrit, Titan, and Garuda are active. Plus there was word of a unknown Eikon showing up in Limsa." Augustine considered the small pile of items he'd put together. Scraps of paper, a tomestone, a carved figurine of a man in red wood, and a locket. The tomestone was set to the side, along with the papers. The figurine and the locket went back in the dead man's pockets.

"May you enjoy peace on the other side." He murmured, bowing his head. Haurchefant echoed the prayer, watching as Augustine stood up.

"So the Black Wolf is testing for weaknesses then?" He asked. "That makes for ill hearing." Augustine didn't respond immediately, his gaze flicking towards the Nail.

"If I were you, I'd see about getting some men together to investigate Castrum Aquilonis." He said. "Like you said, the third incursion as in many months? They can't be coming from outside."

[miqo-tales]

Jobs at 100 - CASTING

RDM

Dunno if I like Grand Impact. Feels awkward? It is pretty high potency though, so I just need to force myself to use it when it's up.

Manafication giving a free use instead of gauge is nice. Once again I'm confused that some jobs get that and some don't.

...not much else to say, really.

LVL100 AF thoughts: Very swashbuckler/pirate-y. The gloves are kinda boring and I'm not sure about the hat, but overall it's really nice.

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SMN

Third verse, same as the first.

So, it's been more than 10 years with Big Red, Big Yellow, and Big Green. It is long past time for the other three to show up.

So I really hope that by lvl 120 or something, SMN alternates between access to Ifrit/Titan/Garuda and Ramuh/Shiva/Leviathan.

So Bahamut, I/T/G, Phoenix, R/S/L, YugiOh Bahamut, I/T/G, and so on.

Alternatively, SMN could get something like PCT's Subtractive Palette that swaps Ruby, Topaz, and Emerald Arcanums for Amethyst, Diamond, and Sapphire Arcanums (or whatever gemstones might fit).

LVL100 AF thoughts: Looking back, SMN has had a weird mix of styles for AF. And none of them have really been any good, have they? Whereas this is another of the "wow it's an actual outfit" ones for this expansion. I mean it's just so startlingly practical; I wish every job got this look. I don't like the head piece that much though? It's the one thing in SMN AF that shouldn't be understated.

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PCT

Really don't like this job sub-60. Not having subtractive palette kinda sucks.

Can we all agree Hammer Stamp is the best thing ever? Yea whatever cute moogles, I just wanna go all Akane on mobs all the time with my interdimensional cartoon hammer.

As big as the AoE for Starry Muse is, you'd think I wouldn't have trouble staying inside it for 5 casts and yet, somehow...

The animations for this job are so good. As much as Viper is the poster-job for Dawntrail, I think Picto is arguably a better one. This job could not have been released before now. This job is your character having fun.

Also, yeesh, the damage this job can do sometimes, particularly in lower level content. "Hits like a truck" is not descriptive enough. This job reincarnates mobs to different worlds. Every time you kill something, a new light novel is created.

I dunno what this job's optimal rotation is, and I'm not sure I wanna go find out. I suspect playing it optimally will ruin it for me.

LVL100 AF thoughts: Kinda wish we'd gotten Relm's mantle/cape instead of the jacket, but not a big deal. In any case, it's cute and I like how it dyes. However, I gotta say, I'm not impressed with any of the in-game brushes.

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BLM

As I thought, the change to how you regain MP is a major bonus for me. I could never get a handle on the old way it worked.

I can actually play BLM now, which is nice. Though I'd only qualify as "okay" in most content, so not like I'm gonna use it a lot all of a sudden.

I wish the Thunder spells were genuinely oGCD (meaning they didn't reset all other ability timers). Also kinda wish Flare got upgraded to Despair instead of it being a separate ability.

3 polyglot charges is kinda disgusting.

The revamp to Manafont is pretty cool, but damn, the updates to Umbral Soul are maybe the best thing ever. Just straight up stopping the Enochian counter? Full umbral hearts outside of combat? Yes thank you.

Flare Star is pretty cool.

LVL100 AF thoughts: Like so many others, it's an actual outfit! Easily the best looking AF so far. It's not even close.

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[minti-tales]

FFXIV Write, Day 27 - Sole

Dionysos, Azem, spends an evening with Venat, Azem.

Spoilers for Zone 5 of Endwalker.

Apologies to Will Shakespeare for borrowing lines from "Antony and Cleopatra."

CW: Drinking, intimacy.

It is a known trait of Azems, current and former holders of the seat, that they can find each other, no matter the distance or how secretive the hiding place. Perhaps it is due to theirs being the seat of shepherds - "shepherds to the stars in the dark" as the venerable Emet-Selch once put it - ever able to find the lost, the lame, the lonely. They are Travelers, and so it should stand to reason they know the hearts of their own as well as each civilization of the world Etheirys.

Dionysos should have remembered this. An hour of quiet contemplation in the Lethe, alone, his busy mind lost in buzzing insects and creaking trees, ruined by rustling coming from the branches concealing his hiding place. "Calliope, not you," he muttered into the pillows and blanket he was using for "rest." Maybe not rest, as much as closing one eye and pretending that his brain was tricked into thinking it was sleeping, which, on occasion, worked.

Could he not get a moment's peace from his dear friends, the Chorus? Muses though they were, and drawn to his artistic visions that came with the enjoyment of wine, it felt as if they were bound to him by some otherworldly force. It was frustrating. Always wanting to hear stories of the world below Elpis, always demanding, demanding, not feeling inspired to create unless he was drunk on wine. He was the spring from which Art could be created, and, until the rustling, the spring was hoping it could get some time to refresh itself.

"Calliope? Is that who I sound like these days, Dionysos?"

Venat?

Dionysos quickly rolled over on the blanket, adjusted some of the pillows, and brushed long brown hairs away from his face and eyelashes. Mask on his face, covering those striking green eyes of his - must look presentable. "V-Venat? Of course I knew it was you, and not…Calliope." He coughed and moved towards the entrance to his lair, pushing aside the branches to reveal the white robed former Azem and her hound familiar, Argos. "I suppose I must find a new resting place anon, lest word reaches their ears. They were asking for something dramatic for Garudae, and I have nothing. Not a word. I asked to be alone, I slipped away when their heads were turned, and thus, I was found by your faithful familiar. A being in a humble hovel, waiting for refreshment."

Venat had to lean down quite a bit to get herself fully in to the resting place. It was small, but comfortable. She was reminded of the lean-tos she'd seen on her travels, temporary shelters created in the event of inclement weather. "I imagine it to be a little hard finding 'refreshment' when you've put yourself in such close quarters. Not to take away from your artistic visions, but I must put that thought into your mind." She paused. "Dionysos? May I ask you something?"

Dionysos was hurt, yes, but he couldn't stay upset at Venat - his mentor, his friend. He smiled underneath his mask, entertaining thoughts of inspiration found in close quarters. A universe of possibilites found within a pregant question. Maybe, Calliope could wait a little longer. "Ask me something? Of course, of course. Whatever you want." Where was the wine.

"Have you created any familiars recently?"

The current Azem sipped from his ever-flowing cup of wine. "Familiars? Me? Not…recently. I fear I wouldn't remember them well if I did. There is that kounéli running about the gardens, somewhere." He shrugged and gave Venat a look of confusion. "I'm afraid to admit that I was expecting an entirely different question, coming from you."

Venat sighed, and put a hand on his. She looked as if she was about to share some grave matter with him - not exactly the mood for pleasure between enlightened beings. "Whatever lies between you and Calliope is your business, and yours alone. What I, the former seat of Azem, am asking you, is if you will give me your support in the days ahead."

"My support? You don't need to ask me for that! You were always one of the wisest among us, truely." This needed wine. "Of course you have it, and I know a great many who would give the same." Dionysos frowned. "But, what does this have to do with me and my familiars? You speak as if you've days to return to the star."

Venat gave Argos scratches around the ears and chin, her head turned away from Azem. Whatever this was, this must be bad. "There are dark days coming for this star, Dionysos," she said. "I received portents. A vision of your familiar, who shared with me what is to come." Argos whimpered and buried his long nose in his mistress's robes. "I need to gather those who believe that the future can yet be saved."

Dionysos was silent for a moment. He clearly wasn't in the mood he'd been in a few minutes ago, and for good reason. Azem was needed. "Well, if that is the case, then you can expect the seat of Azem to be ready. For whatever tragedy might befall the stage upon which our beautiful world is laid." He raised his cup to Venat and nearly drained it of its contents. "If you can't share all with me, then so be it. Tell me when the time is right. I shall do my best to rally the Chorus to your cause."

Venat smiled, a faint smile, but one nonetheless. She began to rise from her blanket. "I really must go, but I wanted to find you out, and share what I could."

"You can't stay the night? Watch the sun rise over the obelisks?" Dionysos gestured towards the pillows, and willed small white candles into existence. "At least until Calliope loses the hunt over me."

"'Let's have one other gaudy night: call to me/All my sad captains; fill our bowls once more; Let's mock the midnight bell.' From one of your recent dramas, I believe."

Dionysos's eyes glittered. "Very well! Pour the wine. Refreshment, for what remains of the evening. To Azems, both new and old. May they serve the star with distinction and honor!"

[ofengineers]

Headcanons - Mid & the Eikons

Writing stuff for my Joshua and Phoenix while also reading people's headcanons about their muses and their eikons made me want to write a little something for Mid too! She's not an Eikon herself but she has known pretty much every Dominant at some points.

A general one first: Mid knows the curse is affecting Dominants, so obviously, her feelings for the Eikons are always tainted by this. She knows her loved ones have to prime sometimes to fight and to protect other people and she understands that very well, but she still hates how much it makes them suffer. Knowing they had to prime for something always makes her worry. I won't repeat it every time but know that it's there for all of them other than Odin and Titan haha!

And now a few little Eikon specific thoughts in the order she met them!

Ramuh: He is the first one she heard of because Cid is obviously the first Dominant she met. She thinks Ramuh has Cid's face behind that beard. Well, the truth is that she didn't see him prime that often and could surely not analyze his face, but she quickly made that connection in her head as a child and it never left. So he is somehow comforting even if he's impressive. As an engineer, lightning doesn't scare her. It feels natural that her father's one is the thunder one.

Garuda: She has mixed feelings toward Garuda. As a child, she wasn't scared of at all because she knows it was Benedikta. As she got older, though, she noticed all the importance Benedikta was according to her Eikon and it made her wonder if Benedikta would have still refused to follow Cid and her when they left Waloed if it wasn't of Garuda. She will never know, but she thinks about it very often, even after Benedikta's death. She is partially blaming Garuda for what happened to her family, even if she doesn't blame her as much as Barnabas.

Odin: Mid has always been scared of Odin and is scared of him until Barnabas is dead. Back in Waloed, every time she heard of Odin, it was because of something dangerous. Cid and Benedikta were also fighting at his side, but when Odin was involved, it always seemed huge. He also impacted the problems between Cid and Benedikta and later tried to kill almost everyone Mid loves. She's stressed when he's around no matter how much she's trying to hide it and to act strong.

Titan: This is the Eikon she's the less familiar with. She saw Hugo a few times in Kanver and of course she heard of Titan. She considers him as the same kind of Odin. To her, he is dangerous and she doesn't trust him. She's not as scared as she is of Odin, but it's because she never saw him primed and also because she knows Hugo is not like Barnabas at all. She thinks he's mostly an idiot.

Ifrit: She wonders what's the deal with Ifrit more and more as she's learning about Clive's condition with Mythos and Ultima. The most important thing is that she trusts Clive, though, and knows Ultima won't succeed in fully controling Ifrit. She knows Clive has started to use his powers recently compared to some other Dominants, but she also knows Clive's humanity should help Ifrit against Ultima because feelings and strong emotions are something Ultima can't understand. She believes in Ifrit because she believes in Clive.

Shiva: She never actually saw Jill fully primed, but just like she did with Ramuh, she feels like Shiva probably has Jill's face at least in some ways because she's a mostly-humanoid Eikon. And thanks to that, she's comforting in some ways and Mid appreciates the fact that she's complementary to Phoenix and Ifrit's fire. She knows her friends' Eikons are the perfect team and it means a lot to her. However, as she gets to know Jill, she also knows she was forced to do horrible things as Shiva, which must have been terrible. Mid hopes Jill will open herself to her about it because she wants to support her friends, always.

Phoenix: There's a bit of contradictions here too. Mid considers Phoenix as peace, comfort and safety because it's Joshua's Eikon. She knows about Phoenix's nature as a protector, but this is mostly Joshua's kind soul that makes her feel this way about Phoenix. On the other hand, Phoenix makes her feel somehow nervous, more than the other EIkons, because of the Undying. It's an Eikon, not some kind of invincible God. She saw Odin hurt Phoenix very badly and it was very violent. This is also the only time she saw two Eikons fight from this close, and it's an image that haunts her at night.

Bahamut: Her opinion of Bahamut was quite positive before she met Dion because she knew there were a lot of fights between Odin and Bahamut, and of course, she naturally preferred the one she didn't know to the one she hated. She got scared when Cid told her they had to fight because she didn't want to lose her dad of course, and her opinion became good again once Dion officially joined the Hideaway. She knows how strong he is, so it gives her hope for the upcoming final battle.

[umbraen]

@vulpesse said ❝ blue is the typical heavenly colour. the ultimate feeling it creates is one of rest. when it sinks to almost black, it echoes a grief that is hardly human. ❞ ( for koren ! )

HEAVENLY  ,  PERHAPS  —  to  anyone  in  this  realm  anyway  .  to  the  garuda  ,  the  blue  signified  war  and  strife  —  he  was  the  color  of  well  dressed  fae  soldiers  with  ice  in  their  veins  ,  the  same  people  that  would  sooner  carve  the  wings  from  his  back  rather  than  listen  to  reason  .  they  tortured  his  people  ,  slaughtered  them  ,  and  now  there  is  a  realm  that  he  can  no  longer  return  to  .  here  he  is  ,  looking  up  at  the  blue  skies  ,  seeking  vengeance  ,  but  hearing  the  comparison  of  heaven  wafting  through  the  air  . 

❛      that’s  the  best  time  —      ❜  he  muses  quietly  ,  fingers  dragging  through  his  hair  ,  a  steady  gaze  postured  upon  the  other  ,  ❛      it  means  the  night  ,  or  storms  ,  it’s  when  the  world  is  quiet        ❜  a  forlorn  gesture  takes  hold  of  his  hand  ,  motioning  in  the  direction  of  the  vast  forest  they  stand  in  .  trees  allow  the  shadows  to  grow  ,  the  subtle  chirping  of  birds  radiating  in  the  distance  ,  and  the  sound  of  small  animals  crunching  upon  fallen  leaves  ,  ❛      but  i  guess  you  can’t  see  much  of  the  skies  from  here  —  the  trees  like  to  keep  those  kinds  of  secrets  from  us  ,  don’t  they  ?      ❜

[crimsofhearts]

segue abaixo do readmore algumas conexões para crimson, filho da rainha de copas, segundo módulo, lateral dos Escorpiões.

* as conexões de desenvolvimento específicas não estão aqui, apenas as mais gerais. (as específicas estão em um doc pq aqui eu posso apagar algo sem querer quando vou atualizar AHSKSKS)

amizade incomum: ninguém esperava ver PROLE DE MOCINHOS tendo uma amizade com crimson. acontece que foi algo bem natural, elus não esperavam serem emparelhades em uma atividade da academia para conhecer a dimensão do castelo, mas a partir veio uma amizade. (início do módulo passado)

amigues por conveniência: elus conseguem tirar alguma coisa dessa amizade. seja ajuda em matérias, companhia para refeições… ou companhia em festas. crimson adora festejar só não gosta de ficar sozinhe nos cantos, então claro que muse2​ sempre vai ser convidade.

borboleta social: @bcstboy ​ é uma das pessoas que simplesmente crimson decidiu adotar. como isso? muse3 não é uma pessoa de muitos amigues então assim que cris percebeu isso, grudou nelu igual um cogumelo! ainda está tentando fazer muse3 aceitar sua companhia? bem, sim. mas isso são detalhes.

protegide: crimson é filho da rainha de copas e se acostumou com as pessoas fazendo tudo o que ele deseja. acontece que na academia não funciona assim e algumas pessoas batem de frente consigo. não tendo costume de ser questionado, muitas vezes não sabe como reagir depois de arrumar alguma discussão. é onde entra @charmcsinha que está aí para lhe ajudar a se defender, mesmo que língua afiada de cris já cuide desses contratempos, uma ajudinha sempre é bem-vinda.

encrenca: @calitheas ​ adora pegar no pé de crimson. elus são um saco de encrenca prestes a estourar. sempre vão brigar nos corredores e discutir. isso vai mudar, porém, quando callie encontrar seu caderno de desenhos.

ódio mutuo: os dragões delus se odeiam, consequentemente essa energia acabou passando para elus. apesar de não terem um motivo fixo para esse ódio, @bolladonnas ​ e cris realmente se odeiam. talvez isso possa mudar no futuro, mas no momento é isso.

ex-namorado: muse7 e crimson namoraram… relâmpago. cris tem um problema de se apaixonar fácil e não parar para ver se as pessoas realmente combinam consigo. Acontece que muse7 realmente não combinava.

ex-namorado: eles namoraram antes de crimson iniciar os estudos na academia. não tem jeito melhor de dizer isso… mas cris sufocou a pobre alma com muita atenção. pode parecer estranho, mas muse8 não estava à procura de uma pessoa grudenta para namorar. então o término veio… só que então cris estudando na academia também? isso será estranho?

uma quedinha? crimson acredita na lenda do amor verdadeiro e logo quando pisou na academia, viu @mavutoleons . bem. sua missão é conquistar aquele que acredita ser seu amor verdadeiro, mas quem disse que mavuto lhe dá bola? é até engraçado ver cris tentando flertar, tentando fazer propostas de casamento e ele levando na brincadeira e fugindo de cris.

benefícios: para uma amizade, elus se beijam muito, alguns diriam. não é incomum que pensem que @cursedprinc3 ​ é namorado de crimson. mas a verdade é que eles são apenas amigos… com alguns beneficios.

disputa: muse11 e cris são rivais no dragonball, elus vivem brigando nos jogos, disputando quem se sai melhor nas partidas. às vezes se torna muito pessoal e eles quase esquecem que estão jogando em um time!

parceria de treino: apesar de serem de times opostos, sendo muse12 dos leões, elus um dia acabaram treinado juntes e como jogam em posições que não se enfrentam, decidiram que valia a pena arriscar treinarem juntos. elus têm um acordo, porém: nenhuma tática de equipe é revelada durante os treinos.

NA LISTA DOS COLEGAS

Lazuli e Garuda vão se aproximar… mas até la? Lazuli parece odiar Garuda de primeira, descartando toda a qualquer aproximação que o pobre dragão tente. flertes de dragões são engraçados de assistir, na vista de Izzy!

@lonelyberen 001. Quando pequeno Muse 1 acabou caindo/se machucando perto dela em algum evento e logo Beren foi ajuda-lx a se curar, desde então é uma das poucas amizades que ela consegue manter e contar tudo que acontece na cabeça confusa da garota.

@devillvesteprada uma vilã pode ser uma vítima, existe chance de seu conto ter o mesmo padrão? derin irá lhe ajudar com essa pesquisa.

[cuckoo-among-beasts]

SHIPPING INFO. Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog.

What’s your OTP for your Muse(s)?

You should all know that by now. It's SangCheng.

What are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?

That depends on the other muse tbh. Platonically, a lot is on the table. Romantically, Huaisang is considerably pickier. It's basically only Jiang Wanyin so far xD Besides some Discord talk about Huaisang and Echo's Binghe xD

How large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?

No one under 20 in his main verse as well as no one over the age of his dad's generation (so around Lan Qiren's age). Obviously the rules are different for immortal beings, should that ever occur.

Are you selective when shipping?

For romantic ships, yes. For platonic ships, mutuals is usually enough.

How far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?

I will not rp anything beyond kissing and touching outside the clothes. Anything else will fade to black.

Who are other muses you ship your muse with?

Romantically, Huaisang has no ongoing ships. He had a Wanyon, but they've been on hiatus for many months not and I doubt they will return, which is sad but also the reality for rping. He has a verse where he's married to Garuda ( @demcngeneral ) though, but that's out of mutual respect and necessity, there's no romantic love involved and the... intimacy only happened to produce and heir. Huaisang hopes to never have to redo that with a woman again, please and thank you.

Does one have to ask to ship with you?

Yes for romantic ships. Platonic, not necessarily, as long as we're mutuals. Unless you want a very specific platonic ship.

How often do you like to ship?

Platonic, any time. Romantic, only if it feels natural. (As I mentioned, my Huaisang seems to struggle beyond Wanyin, he wants his purple grape xD )

Are you multiship?

Yeah, each ship is their own verse.

Are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?

I love platonic ships. Romantic ones aren't as important to me.

What is your favorite ship in your current fandom?

In MDZS, it's SangCheng, but also XiCheng.

Finally, how does one ship with you?

Contact me.

Tagged by: @ghostlypath

Tagging: Anyone interested.

[massive-multiverse]

Added a new muse Garuda

[tsckcyomi-archived]

"hold still..." for benedikta ;)

@oflucendi | Send "Hold still..." for your muse/s to treat my muse/s wounds

The memories of the fight, and everything before it, are fractured and blurry. Gerulf. Blood. Bandits. The Branded. Then, a monster of pure fire ripping Garuda apart. Or rather, Benedikta herself. Anyone else would be glad to survive such a battle, and yet… She isn't relieved, or happy, or anything else of the sort. She feels nothing at all when she wakes, her body bruised and aching in ways she's not known before.

Movement in her peripheral vision captures her attention, and when turns her head, she catches sight of Cidolfus looking right back at her. Benedikta feels her chest constrict as the burden of shame and agony settles upon her heart but she remains silent. Frankly, she waits to hear one of his lectures, another speech on how she was on the wrong side, anything at all... But she only hears the rustle of bandages and tinctures. No, she truly doesn't understand this man. Not anymore.

Benedikta grasps his wrists before he can even begin treating her wounds, ignoring his quiet warning. "Did you save me again?" There's no true heat behind her question, no accusation or aught of a hostile manner, only a hint of faint incredulousness.