#𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

[justwraith]

𝙇𝙊𝘼𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 [ … ] 𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗗 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥: Parece que a população aumentou com a presença de RENEE HOPE BLASEY. Direto das entranhas cibernéticas de Requiem City, ela é parecida com uma HUMANA e possui 35 anos, mas é mais conhecida como ESTILISTA/PROPRIETÁRIA DA LUMINOUS THREADS. Vale ressaltar que ela ACEITA participar dos desafios, fazendo parte da ZONA 1, OLYMPUS HEIGHTS e correm boatos de que pertence a THE ASCENDANCY, algo esperado considerando a reputação marcada por ser MANIPULADORA, embora também seja GENEROSA. A cidade lhe deseja boa sorte e espera que sua vida seja um sucesso, ou não! 

Nascer em berço de ouro sempre foi considerado um privilégio, tanto que no mundo atual as coisas não eram tão diferentes, pelo contrário, era como viver no topo da cadeia alimentar enquanto os mais pobres lutavam dia e noite para continuar sobrevivendo dentro do sistema. Renee não tinha noção de como era o mundo fora de Olympus, cresceu cercada de regalias e dentro de uma famosa família renomada no mundo da moda. Era impossível não conhecer os Blasey e não lembrar, de imediato, suas grifes caríssimas. A Boutique começou com sua bisavó e foi passada durante as poucas gerações para as mulheres da família. Já os homens, por outro lado, acabavam metidos na política.

A fama e o dinheiro renderam a jovem uma educação do mais alto nível, suas notas eram consideradas acima da média, mas o empenho nos estudos apareceu de fato quando entrou para a faculdade. Claro que seguiu o ramo da moda, afinal, estava em suas mãos assumir a Boutique da família, mas o que de fato a fazia enfiar a cara nos livros era a curiosidade em Engenharia Mecânica. Tudo começou com um passeio no ensino médio. Renee e sua turma foram levados pelos professores para conhecer e estudar um pouco mais sobre as demais Zonas e a importância de cada uma delas dentro do sistema. Diante de tamanha desigualdade e pobreza, o lindo castelinho de fadas que existia em sua mente desmoronou. Se sentiu estupida por acreditar todos aqueles anos que as pessoas viviam igualmente e tinham as mesmas condições que ela. O pior não era assistir humanos e ciborgues em situação precárias, era ouvi-los pedindo por comida ou qualquer coisa que aliviasse a dor da fome.

Graças a fama que tinha foi fácil demais se envolver com outros grupos dentro da universidade, fazendo amizades que a levaram diretamente para o The Ascendancy. Composto pelos cidadãos mais ricos e influentes, Renee viu naquela oportunidade um meio de arrancar informações e trabalhar escondido por baixo dos panos. Enquanto muitos ali burlavam as regras para manter o status, a mulher mexia os pauzinhos para favorecer aqueles que mais necessitavam. Claro que tudo era feito com o maior cuidado possível, se quer utilizava o próprio nome em negociações e, quase sempre, modificava a própria aparência para não ser reconhecida. A Boutique da família passou a ser apenas um hobby para si, tanto que usava os fundos da faixada para esconder e até mesmo contrabandear mercadorias para as Zonas mais pobres onde as vendia por um preço mais acessível.  ❝ 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀.

Seu codinome é Wraith.

Atualmente possui um pequeno e seleto grupo de amigos espalhados nas demais zonas que ajudam no transporte das mercadorias.

Por possuir amizades dentro do hospital, Renee também é responsável pelos roubos de implantes de pacientes mortos.

Sua família nunca soube de nada, para eles a filha única é perfeita e fiel aos Arquitetos.

Mesmo sendo apenas um hobby, consegue administrar muito bem a sua vida dentro do mundo da moda. Seu nome está presente nas novas tendencias que combinam perfeitamente com o exagero estravagante de Requiem City.  

[savagecuhnt]

𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋𝔼ℝ ⛧ ℂ𝔸𝕃𝕃

hit the heart & get a start.

[femmeflos]

— open starter !! ♡ muse: pansy parkinson ♡ open to: m/f/nb (platonic)

‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎seeing someone approaching, pansy hurriedly wipes the tears from her cheeks, praying that her eyeliner is smudged in a 'cool party girl' way and not in a 'i was just crying' way. "what do you want?" she snaps, her usual rudeness amplified by the firewhiskey in her system, and her amped-up emotional state.

[promptsfromthecrypt]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  𝐌𝐘  𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋  𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐇𝐀𝐒  𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 : 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐      ♡      𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜.

per  request  in  high  demand ,  here’s  a second  list  of    absolutely  batshit ,  out  of  pocket  things  my  original  character  has  said.    triggers  and  nsfw   will  be   present  in  this  specific  meme.

“ there aren't enough men crumbling at my feet. ”

“ knocked loose pit , but it's just me shaking my ass for dollars to ARF ARF! ”

“ i need to girlypop in the pit so bad. ”

“ i wanna beat my father with his own bones. ”

“ he is so mean and unfriendly , i have GOT to fuck him. ”

“ cream cheese wontons , my beloved . . . ”

“ it's okay to not have a valentine on valentine's day. i didn't have a father on father's day. ”

“ can i put ‘ gives great head ’ on my resume? ”

“ there's either a latte or vodka in this mug. ”

“ the sluttiest thing a man can do is wear jewelry. ”

“ sometimes you're just a 25 second ryan kirby scream away from mental clarity. ”

“ this bitch will be like , ‘ i’d rather die than have a complex thought ’ , and then text me at 2am to tell me the deepest introspective shit i’ve ever heard. ”

“ just know that if i ever slept with you , it was an act of self–harm. ”

“ if loving sluts was a crime , i'd do life. ”

“ i crawled out of my coffin like this. ”

“ some of you didn't grow up a stigmatic and it shows. ”

“ life update : cheeks still fat enough to be clapping when i breathe. ”

“ hey , sorry i've been radio silent. i self–isolated to be quirky. ”

“ ask me what's in my fanny pack. yes , it is spaghetti , and yes there’s also garlic bread. you never know when a bitch will get hungry. it’s my first aid kit. ”

“ when you're mean to me , do you stop to consider i have a huge rack? ”

“ i’m aware he’s committed several atrocities , but have you stopped to consider he’s my babygirl? ”

“ i don’t have mental stability. i have a fat ass. it’s an equal trade off. ”

“ having a soul connection with a man is so embarrassing. i need to be lobotomized. ”

[pucksrph]

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚎: 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕 𝟷 — "𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜" 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

from the first volume of the taz balance graphic novel! Some nsfw sprinkled about, i tweaked some of the lines from the original dialogue for better starter lines. change pronouns around if desired! if a multi, please specify muse !!

I have proficiencies in vehicles

Trust me, if the law hastles us, i’m the guy you want at the front of the wagon!

Bor-r-r-r-ing! No thank you, not for me.

I’m studying my cantrips!

Just say masterbating, we get it. “Don’t come in, mom! I’m studying my cantrips!”

It’s kinda tough to see… but I think shit has gone south.

I get the whole “wink wink you’re gonna be rich” vibe, but it came across as kinda murder-y.

Right! I’m… precepting…

Dude! You scared the bejeezus out of me!

Suck it up, because this is the way the game works.

It’s dangerous as hell out here, you better cowboy up.

Their warcry isn’t very creative…

I’m with you, my man! I’m always anti-tarrying! 

I guess we should go after him?

Nah, I’m good out here.

Well that sounds… nifty…?

So! How was the ominous clanking cavern?

I don’t want to talk about it.

That’s okay, I really didn’t give a shit.

Heckie darn, a cave in. Can’t get past that!

I would actually heartily recommend you turn around, this is not a great place for tourism.

Oh, excellent! I was just starting to establish a rapport!

To be fair, he wasn’t as cool as you were! 

Loooooook, my dude… I think we have gotten off on the wrong foot…

Everything’s chill my dude, prommy! 

See, now THAT’S impressive!

You weren’t kidding, you ARE dangerous! 

Smell you later! 

Oh, I’m gonna have to give you ten embarrassment points of damage… aaaaaaand ten psychic damage.

Wonderful! Now I got a pee stain!

Don’t you worry! I’m perfectly fine!

Is that… sniff sniff… roasting meat?

I need to take a knee after hawling your sorry ass…

You just HAD to go and shoot poor old [name], didn’t you? What’d he ever do to you?

Are you always so judgemental?

I’ll let you leave here alive if you do one teensy-tiny thing for me.

Hey, uh, I think this might be a trap.

Oh yeah, my dude, we’re killing everybody… Okay, maybe not kill everybody.

Gods, I love it when we plan shit out.

Okay, as you seriously going to try and befriend everything that tries to kill you?

YOU THREW MY WOLF IN THE FIRE! THAT WAS MY FAVORITE WOLF!

I cast CHILL THE FUCK OUT!

Why, it’s my dear friend, whatever-your-name-is!

Do you need any money? Can i just sort of give you everything i have?

Hey! Heeeyyyy, look at me. Look at this face. It’s [name], this is [name] talking. Would I lie to you?

All I want you to do is help me… and give me a little gold. Or maybe a moderate amount of gold. Or a lot. It’s really whatever you feel comfortable with.

You’ve cleaved the final gerblin! … Cleft? Cleavered? Clefted…? He’s fucking dead, alright? I’ll buy a thesaurus before the next battle. 

Boy! I wish I hadn’t needed to murder them! 

Save them? Before teatime? Never! 

[ name ], since we’re friends here — best friends, I would say! Lovers, maybe? Time will tell — what happened here?

Man, [ name ], when you charm someone, you charm the HELL out of them! 

Oh great, he’s a douche. [ name ] is a douche.

We’ve been wandering around here for two hours! 

We should have a map, a good ol’ adventuring map. It’s pretty standard operating procedure.

Whoever designed these caves has no sense of feng shui! 

Maybe she thinks your tractor is sexy, but you’re no longer welcome here!

[ohmylcve]

{ 𝒗𝒆𝒆, 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒔𝒉𝒆/𝒉𝒆𝒓 }

guidelines under the cut. all muses are oc, plots vary from slice of life to fantasy to apocalypse to whatever i'm feeling like writing ✨

𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 ⋯ 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚜 ⋯ 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ⋯ 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛

- - 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 ;

i study and work, so i'll be here on my free time, whenever i feel like it! for you to know if i forgot your reply or if i'm working on it, i've developed my thread tracker! you can check the status of our thread here :) it's always updated, so if i didn't put something of yours in the right status, you can always let me know ♡

i roleplay over tumblr and discord; usually on discord my muses tend to be more in-depth. for more easy going kind of threads, i would recommend rping with me on tumblr :)

if i posted you a starter and you haven't replied in a month, i will be deleting the starter! if you'd like to take more time, that's no problem, really! just let me know that you're going to reply to it, because it's easier for me to keep track of things this way :)

- - 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ;

i just wanted you to know that i do love to communicate. by that i don't only mean plotting, but also talking about things we do not like. for example: did i turn the plot to a different direction and you were expecting us to keep on the same path? you can always tell me. basically, i wanted you to know that i will not judge you if you had other plans. we can always talk about whatever it is that we've been writing okay?

- - 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 ;

i tend to follow my mutuals (people i'm writing or have written with)! don't take it personally: it's just because it's easier for me to keep track of them and understand my own organization :)

if you follow me and i didn't follow you back but you still wanna write with me, send me a message! i'm always open for that and would love to get to plotting with you ♡

- - 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ;

i'm sorry but i won't be tagging triggers at first, because it's too much information for me and i tend to miss it sometimes. STILL, if there's anything you'd like me to tag i will do so! i want this place to be safe and cuddly and warm for you as well, just let me know, okay?

as for my triggers, i don't really have a trigger, but there's a few things i won't write nor read about, okay? those are: self mutilation, suicide, death, rape, incest. i don't mind those subjects being on your muse's past, i just don't feel comfortable with those being written in plot.

- - 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 ;

this blog will contain mature themes. but i won't be tagging posts, threads neither will i put it under a read more. i think by now it's pretty clear but minors dni, please.

this is not a smut-centered blog! that means i possibly won't be replying to your smut opens. i do write smut, though, but i prefer if i have some kind of connection with the partner in order to write or if our muses have high chemistry. i'm also 100% okay with fading to black :)

- - 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 ;

i love developing and exploring characters: their flaws, insecurities, weaknesses… all of it! i get a bit bored when everything’s perfect either in a muse or in a relationship, so please: throw your broken and messy muses at me! if you wanna plot first, perfect! if you wanna throw a starter at me, perfect! let's do it :p

muse is different than mun! i might not agree to my muses' statements, acts, and i am not my muses.

that might be all. thanks for reading :)

[adsagsona]

∆ MASSAGE ∆  -   sender works the stiffness out of the muscles of the receiver’s hand with a massage. (Ryker and Tommy)

𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

Tommy groaned softly as skilled fingers massaged into his and the mouse of his hand. "Thank you, Ryry." He murmured as he leaned against the other man's shoulder with his head. The last fight he'd gotten was quite brutal. Luckily his hands had been bandaged up well or he'd probably broken a few fingers. At this moment they were only a bit bruised.

"Maybe I should go looking for an actual job now. I can't keep doing this for years on end." Tommy sighed as he glanced over to Ryker. "You guys need another stripper in the club?" He chuckled as he placed a kiss in Ryker's neck.

@not-museing-around

[cocained]

𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 

𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘 | 𝟐𝟖 𝐘/𝐎 | 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐇𝐄𝐑 | 𝐂𝐄𝐓 | 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐀 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑

♡ 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 & 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♡ 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 ♡ 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ♡ 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 ♡ 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚜 ♡

[historias-multorum]

(For Karin) ∆ BRUSH ∆  -  sender accidentally brushes their hand against the receiver’s as they both reach for the same item

𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

@kimimarothechosenvessel

"Hey-! Oh... It's just you." Karin said as she was reaching for a medical book. "I thought you were Kabuto for a minute there. Did you need this medical record?"

[justwraith]

closed starter w/ @doctwhc As coisas para Renee ficaram um pouquinho complicadas após o último evento e seu anúncio para lá de babado. Se não bastasse os arquitetos aprontando com mais uma de suas invenções, ainda tinha o grupo Nexus fazendo toda a população das zonas mais pobres se rebelarem. Tudo isso só atrapalhou seu trabalho, mas ainda sim conseguia dar um jeitinho de encontrar Oliver e levar alguns materiais para o "médico" sem que as autoridades pedissem para revirar suas caixas. Era quase sempre a mesma desculpa, roupas com defeitos que ela só estava vendendo a preços mais baratos. Seu status e a confiança que tinha adquirido em Olympus contribuíam e muito com seu passe livre. — Quase que não consigo trazer nada hoje. — Comentou enquanto colocava a última caixa com diversas peças roubadas do hospital. — A única coisa boa em todo aquele evento foram as comidas e bebidas, fora isso o caos que gerou tem dificultado um pouquinho o meu lado. — Apoiou o quadril contra a bancada cheia de ferramentas e materiais pela metade, cruzando os braços enquanto mantinha os olhos azuis fixos no homem a sua frente. — Você teria adorado, sabia? — Claro que as palavras eram apenas uma provocação que tornou-se visível no sorriso divertido delineado nos lábios.

[springvaletales]

I’m studying my cantrips! - vivi @ michael .

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚎: 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕 𝟷 — "𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜" 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

"Studying is always good," The human smiled as he placed another basket of complementary bread twists on the wooden table. "Can I offer you more light, in that case?" The back tables of Bethany's tavern were usually quiet and peaceful, being away from both the front doors and the garden entrance.

Unfortunately, they were also set apart from most of the windows, and could only be lit by candle or lantern, magical or otherwise.

"The sun is going to be setting soon, and I'm sure we have a lantern or two in the storage room that we could spare."

[femmeflos]

— open starter !! ♡ muse: daphne greengrass ♡ open to: m/f/nb (platonic)

‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎"is ravenclaw having a party tonight?" she asks, bored expression on her well made-up face. she sighs, leaning on her hand rested on her chin. she's itching for something fun to do, irritated with the overwhelming workload that her seventh year has brought. "because i don't wanna write this stupid potions essay."

[lilxmcrtes]

“ you  deserve  real  love. “

― ﴾ 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ﴿ : 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃. | @huntingbounties | Eira

                                                               ~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

Just when she thought they were inching closer in this secluded corner of the bar...

"Don't give me that."

She was bitter. She had a right to be. The way he disappeared on her just as they were mending their relationship. Then came back into her life, just to be backing out again.

"Say what you really mean."

Eira crossed her arms, hugging herself really, bracing herself for what was to come.

"Why are you here?"

He was the one who found her after all. Not that it was too difficult. This was where she frequented now, where she worked, where she would find her brother. Just below this place was an arena for the mutant fighting ring, and she had an in with the owner.

She didn't need Roman anymore.

                                                               ~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

[trapton]

❛ i’m the lucky one who pulled you out of the garbage. ❜ // henry, to burn or scrap ? ( @gunactii )

🔧 @gunactii &. 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜.

"𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝? after all, you could have pulled me out over three decades ago." henry had sealed his secret room, that was a fact. 𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎. it would have been him to receive the phone call... which means he left him in there to rot, without so much as a body to put in the casket. if anyone had even bothered to hold him a ceremony in the first place. 𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗. "i was still a man." william's even more garbled voice snarls. edged with bitter anger. "i deserved more." rich coming from the stunted little creature. free of his programming that once hindered him. the one who'd reduced countless children's lives to nothing more than his own legacy and tragedy.

a moment passes before he speaks again. "have you come to take my remaining boy as well? fitting, i suppose." it's all he will achieve, after all. he's almost sure of it. long since unable to feel surprise at the anomalies he's incurred. "i promise it's no use. they won't let me go."

[iomadachd]

@tooxldtorememxer asked: “ is  it  really  you ? “ ( declining Omega @ Dew )

🤘   ―    ﴾  𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜  ﴿   :         𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄  𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋  𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄  𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑  𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐁. (accepting)

Dewdrop was starting to understand the very human emotion of heartbreak.

He had no heart to break, and yet, the ache in his chest seemed to say otherwise.

The Ghoul he'd so looked up to and relied upon didn't recognize him. He thought he was Ifrit, and Dewdrop couldn't blame him for it.

Omega has gotten so much worse since they left a month before for a mini-tour, and he wishes more than ever now that someone else had been able to remain of their old group. He wishes Alpha was here.

He takes a seat with the older Ghoul, mask removed, so similar to his Meliora mask, but different. Hand slips into his and Omega feels cooler to the touch.

He'd always been warmer when Dew was still a water ghoul. It's just another thing lost to them both along with everything else.

"Hey, 'Mega... right element, wrong Ghoul. It's Dewdrop, remember? Fritter had to go home," he whispers gently, squeezing the larger hand and rubbing a callused thumb over his knuckles.

The Water Ghoul is dead.

Long live the Fire Ghoul.

[xxxlovedandlostxxx]

xxxlovedandlostxxx asked:∆ BRUSH ∆  -  sender accidentally brushes their hand against the receiver’s as they both reach for the same item

handful-of-muses answered:

𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

@xxxlovedandlostxxx

It whispered, called to him, glistening in the sunlight. Perched neatly upon the cliff edge hidden not shy within the grass. James reached for it, fixated at the sound that seduced his ears, what a strange thing to find left in The Hinterlands.  “Oh-!” The mage shot back his hand once he felt the brush of the Inquisitor’s, he had been so hypnotised by the sound alone that everything around him had become fuzzy. “Apologies, please take it!” James rose from where he was knelt, his robes marked green from the fresh grass.

@handful-of-muses

Anthony didn't know why he reached for the thing. Maker only knew how many baubles he came across- either in tombs and old caves, or off the bodies of the many many.... many Magisters that have tried to kill him thus far. Bags and bags of the stuff. Mostly junk, but every so often, one would find something poignant or especially pretty. Maybe it was the color. A bit of dark green sea-glass? Those had always been his favorite, even long before he ever ventured near the sea. "No no. You take it," he said, backing off perhaps a touch too quick for mere politeness. One would think James and Anthony had scalded each other.