#͙͘͡★ rel. ceres

[swashbucklcr]

"Theoretically speaking, if you see two people obviously pining for each other, is it ethically correct to use a rope and bind them together until they talk their feelings out?"

@astralrogue | OH MY GOD HAHAHA

"Ethically? Nope, but fuck ethics. Do it anyway." Finn's voice carried a blunt pragmatism as he spoke. His mind wandered to their campmates and their ridiculous dance around each other. So many of them would benefit from a forcible sit-down to discuss their feelings and clear the air.

He glanced over at Osian, who was tending to the fire, the flickering flames reflecting in his eyes. Finn's usual gruff demeanour softened slightly, but only for a moment before looking back to Ceres. Of course, it never occurred to Finn that he could possibly be the person in question.

"So who's getting tied up?"

[aroughtempest]

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜ - Durge!Ceres

@windwithinmyveins ¦ rivals (to lovers?) prompts [accepting]

Gale scoffed but held his tongue. Clearly, Ceres had little experience in the art of conversing with a wizard; they never fall silent. There is a great power in their words. Even when locked away in his tower, Gale loathed the silence and filled it with conversations with his Tressym or often discussions with himself.

Yet, he wanted that tome. A skin-bound book that seemed to ooze knowledge of a new branch of the arcane? Of course it piqued his interest. He thought he was being rather clever, talking about the work of necromancy as if he were an expert, hoping he would be given the tome. It turned out that the very act of just talking was enough to be offered the book.

"About the book? Certainly. However, I can't promise the book itself will remain silent. These sorts of texts are notorious for late-night and unwanted conversations. All the more reason why I should keep it safe with me."

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

☆Sleepy’s Intro !! —☆

★・・・★・・・★・・・★ ・・・ ★・・・★・・・★・・・★

☾ ⇰Name(s): You may call me Sleepy or Ceres !! ☽

☾ ⇰Gender/Prns: unlabeled They/Xe !! ☽

☾ ⇰Sxu, Rel Stat. : Pansexual !!, taken <Kai3 !! ☽

☾ ⇰Age: minor

☾ ⇰Interaction Status: oti (please talk to me I don’t bite 🙏)!! ☽

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

𖤓⇰Fandoms: Mainly WTTT, but I have other fandoms that I don’t really interact with (LOTR, Solarballs, and Hazbin)

𖤓⇰Requests/Asks: open at all times !!

𖤓⇰DM’s: also open, but preferably only within the WTTT fandom !!

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

♪♫~ ⇰What I ✅WILL✅ Do

-angst

-fluff

-hurt/comfort

-death (maybe)

-injury

-ships

-mild smut (maybe. it’ll be more like making out, more ✨spicy✨ touches, implications, etc…)

♪♫~ ⇰What I Will ❌NOT❌ Do

-hardcore smut

-fetishes/kinks (mainly the weird ones like feet, piss, etc… cuz well. that’s weird and uncomfy.)

-graphic gore (it makes me uncomfy and I’m not really sure how to write/draw it either)

-anything that steps way too far past the NSFW line.

★・・・★・・・★・・・★ ・・・ ★・・・★・・・★・・・★

(tagging this as WTTT so that people see it lol)

[swashbucklcr]

"...any nice sea shanties you could share with us on this rather quiet evening?" (All of them!)

@astralrogue | random ask (accepting!)

The fire showed no sign of dying, Finn noted, whatever spell Osian had cast upon it was working wonders. Some time ought to have past as Finn gazed into the flames, lost in thought regarding their whole situation. Tadpoles, cults, goblins, and stuck on fucking land with no way of reach the sea in the next tenday. By the time Cere's voice reached his ears and he dragged his gaze from the fire to her, he could see small spots in his vision, causing him to blink a few times.

"Sea shanties? Usually we have to be on the sea for that," he replied, gesturing his head towards the river flowing beyond camp in the darkness. "But, hmm.." His father used to hate it when Finn so much as whistled, unless the rest of the men were humming songs about whore and fighting, but there was one that Finn was fond of and it never resulted in a bucket tossed in his direction.

He began drumming his hand onto his lap, whistling a tune that carried in the evening air before replacing the whistle with a humm and finally sang a tune.

"Cold, the air and water flowing Hard, the land we call or home.."

[swashbucklcr]

i wanted to thank you for protecting me back there. Feyri

@astralrogue | feeling safe meme

If silence wasn't imperative to their escape plan, Finn would have laughed. Protecting her, apparently, while she was orchestrating his escape from prison. Irony at its finest. Instead of laughing, he threw her a swift, incredulous look.

The reason he was imprisoned was likely the same reason she spoke about protection, and for that, he had no regrets. Her mother was a nasty piece of work, and Finn was tired of seeing how Simone manipulated Ceres. He doubted the blow had killed her, but he took some satisfaction in knowing that shoving the bitch off the ledge had at least injured her. The fall wasn't that high, unfortunately.

Still, he had managed to put some distance between Ceres and that life-sucking vampire, even if it meant the Fist catching a glimpse of the attack and arresting him.

Besides, jailbreaks were always fun.

"Thought you'd be pissed at me. She's your Ma, after all…" he murmured, glancing around to ensure their path was clear.