#Erin's replies

[dollfaced-erin]

woah its been so long since i have read ur fic and i finally did

YINGXING IS SO FINE I LOVE THIS OLD MAN AND I KNOW DAN JIA WOULD AGREE WITH ME IMAGINE HER STARING AT HIS FACE WHILE HES DOING WHATEVER AND WOULD SAY THE SAME THING

A/n :

This is. Honestly. the sweetest yet my brain is encoding heartbreak and angst in me rn help. but like i loved this sm, that i just needed to make a little plot line at least... dont come at me. im listening to secret garden rn--

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She would agree, honestly. She would be standing at the balcony of the drinks parlor, a glass of a light alcoholic beverage in her hand. the night would be cold, the gentle caresses of the wind serenely passing through her locks of carefully looked after hair.

Her eyes would be trained to the figure on the ground, gaze softening as she watched the two figures below the platform she stood upon. They would be brandishing their swords, sending each other blow after blow, showcasing techniques they have been taught together by the same master that dominated the swordsmanship world.

But her blue eyes would only be tracing the figure of her beloved, the older individual, aging as fine as wine, fighting with sweat trickling down his brow. His long white hair would be tied up with the hairpin he had created, matching to the one in her own hair, one she had reserved for special shows she knew his purple eyes would observe.

Her eyes would be trained upon his figure no matter what her lover was doing, be it doing such miniscule tasks like wiping his brow with the napkin she had graciously offered her lover. Or it may even be something he did daily, like sitting up straight while he dined with her, even though it was just the two of them in a regular commoner restaurant.

Or even it may be something that she adored the most, which watching him hard at work, hammering away in his smithy. He would place his lover away, even taking it upon him to scoop her up in his arms and set her on a bench away from the fire, worried that her beautiful silks be singed by the sparks that flew out of the hearth.

She would watch his figure warmly, her cheeks warming up with affection and love for him. She would watch as he smiled in satisfaction as he created yet again another sensational masterpiece with his rough hands that were always so gentle when handling her. He would watch as he boasted to those around him, words sometimes prickling the fire of envy in others, but always spoke so courteously and affectionately to her.

She loved this man with all her heart, and the finest pieces created with only the most delicate touch adorned her very being. She wished that days where he rested in her arms would prolong and their happiness would be eternal, or at least until death parts the two of them.

But for now, she was content with staring at him as he ate a snack provided with her loving, healing hands. It was yet another tiring day at work, and she just wanted to do something nice for him. But instead of doing something nice for him, she was rewarded with the beautiful sight of her beloved yet again.

"Is something the matter, my moon ?" The swordsmith would ask, a teasing hand raised to gently caress his beloved's cheek with a slender finger.

"No, you're just...breathtaking, my beloved." She would reply in response, smiling lovingly at the man who had aged by her side.

"Is that so, my love ?" Yingxing would reply with a deep husky chuckle, his voice sending tingles up his lover's spine. His hand would cup her chin, turning her face towards him, but not enough to hurt his lover.

"Well then, you have quite a couple more decades to admire this handsome face of mine. I'll make sure that this face is properly ingrained into your precious little mind~"

(Y/n) looked in her hands, snapping out of a series of memories as she glanced at the earring in her hand, in form of a windchime. She smiled lovingly at it, regret and pain bubbling in her heart as she reminisced about moments in the past. It felt so strange, yet so familiar to her.

She looked up at the sky, the moon's gentle light gracing upon her figure.

"I hope you sleep well tonight, my beloved."

She swore that within the howl of the night, she heard a reply come back to her. A familiar deep and husky voice that sent tingles down her spine.

"And I hope your dreams are nothing short of flowers that bloom in the night's gaze."

[chaifootsteps]

I want to look into the Erin Frost situation, I was wondering if you have any links/screenshots or a document of their side.

[red-velvet-0w0]

I hate how i always feel bad about shit i didnt even do

like its one thing to feel bad about actualy doing something wrong but like every single day ill be going about my life and ill think of something I could do that would be wrong and I dont even do it and then i feel bad about it all day.

[crazylavenders]

For Mousefur:

Could you describe Longtail’s actions and demeanor during the time before his death?

Did anything seem off about him or any of your clanmates opinions towards him?

What did you do in the day before you found his body?

[synobun]

This probably isn't completely right but I spent like 3 minutes on a colour palette site and came up with this.

[pockettesized2]

@certainwizardlady …..

[canadianno]

Warrior cats where nothing changes except they live in abandoned human structures based on clan names

Skyclan lives in a plane crash wreckage

Thunderclan lives in the bars of an abandoned powerline tower that got hit by lightning

Riverclan lives in and abandoned boatyard still full of boats

Shadowclan lives in an abandoned warehouse with almost no walls but an almost fully intact ceiling, casting the whole camp in shadow

Windclan lives among the wreckage of a collapsed wind turbine

The leaders den in Skyclan being the cockpit of the plane. The leaders nest is directly on the pilots seat. The deputy sleeps on the copilot seat.

Branches are weaved across the beams of the powerline tower. Thunderclan camp stretches high into the sky, and is nearly impossible to attack. The nursery and elders den is on the ground surrounded by the support beams.

Vines and ladders and broken boards bent at just the right angles line the slight walls left. Shadowclan cats can climb to the rooftop. The leaders voice echoes across the ceiling every time they cheer.

Windclan dens underneath the giant, shattered propellers of the turbine, their camp could be considered the biggest of them all, with so much grass in between each blade. The leader perches on the metal block that once connected them. Tunnels stretch under camp, from blade to blade, to keep out of the sun when predators roam the sky.

[reinemichele]

(For the sake of transparency: I absolutely don't mind being asked to reblog Palestinian fundraisers— I may delete messages with campaigns that aren't vetted unless I believe they're legitimate, out of caution, though

— but I seriously have less than 100 followers; I don't want to post the number, but I would feel bad if anyone was under the impression that my blog has a substantial audience. In addition, my family lives paycheck to paycheck, and we often have to borrow money/only eat once a day. So I usually can't spare anything to donate to any campaigns, but I do donate whenever it's possible.

I'm not asking for pity or attempting to stop anyone from reaching out, I just want to be completely honest and realistic with people on this subject. But regardless, I'll try to help how I can. 🙏🏻❤️)

[nosensedit]

⊹ ִ࣪ এ credits on twitter ִ࣪ ⌁ like or reblog if you save! ♡ ¸. • *

[stingslikeabee]

Wes and Mel, and/or Broden and Mel? 🥺👉👈

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child . accepting

Name: Jasper Broden. Gender: Male. General appearance: Tall, lanky, graceful - there is a lot about Jasper that outright denounces his parentage given how amazingly like his father he is. They share the same body type, height and even keep their hair somewhat similarly. To those who were friendly with Broden as a young man (even before the time he spent in the army), they are all convinced that Jasper is his spitting image. Personality: Jasper is often described as creative and unique - he is the type of child that was fortunate to be surrounded by material comfort (since both his parents were accomplished business owners) and to live in a time where no threat of war existed (with Shinra presumably gone and world order being more peaceful after the fall of Midgar). Besides, being a native to Kalm exposed him to the city's artistic environment from a very early childhood - his interest in drawing and designing made him someone with a different outlook on life. Jasper is not as sociable as his mother and neither embraces the adventures of his father as former military - he is content to be in his head and to express himself differently through fashion. Special talents: Naturally gifted for the arts - particularly the visual ones. Jasper draws beautifully (and often), both as a hobby and as part of his career as a designer. Many people actually thought he would go on to be an architect given his keen interest in many of the Kalm landmark buildings (and the family-owned hotel was no exception), but he ended up in a different path. He dabbles in painting and sculpting, but solely as past-times. One thing he enjoys doing and which is definitely an influence from Melissa is gardening - he takes good care of the plants of the hotel and is fond of visiting local flower shops for fresh bouquets (and inspiration). Who they like better: Contrary to popular belief, it's his mother. Despite Melissa's personality being on the extroverted and energetic side, Jasper was influenced by her fashion style from a young age and always had her as some sort of role model and reference. Melissa actively fostered and encouraged him to follow his own dreams and made sure he knew he was loved and cared for regardless of how difficult social interactions were for him at times. He is very fond of his father, too - but Broden's own life experiences made him a more reserved person, which tends to prevent genuine connection sometimes given how equally quiet Jasper can be. Who they take after more: Definitely Broden - from looks to the calm demeanor and the quiet but pleasing voice tone, the similarities are astonishing. As Jasper got older, the comments in relation to how he reminds everyone of his father's younger days turned into a daily occurrence. However, there are certain differences - Jasper's spirit is more on the creative side, very conflict-averse and less sociable. He would have never enlisted for war or volunteered to run a family business with a client-facing role. He is aware of the privileges that stability has granted him, though - and willing to help from the back-office as necessary. Personal Headcanon: Jasper enjoys collecting old things from the Republic of Junon. From personal items that have survived (such as pocket watches and compact mirrors) to bits and pieces from old electronics and gadgets, there is something about non-Shinra technology that fascinates him. Jasper always claimed they were more aesthetically pleasing and smartly crafted - and whenever possible, he goes to little auction houses or bids on these items online to make sure his collection continues to thrive. Faceclaim: Erin Mommsen.

[themightiestpotato]

i love shoddy scam attempts

[dollfaced-erin]

I wonder what everyone else(Yanqing, Bailu, the astral express crew) thinks of Y/N

A/n ! :

AHH ! i'm super excited to get requests like these ! they really freshen things up in the current game timeline. This is so wholesome ! Alright, lets do it ! I tried my best to make them sound like how the would respond in the game, so i hope it's not too OOC !

Taglist ! : -

@rebeccawinters , @nayukiyukihira , @pix-stuff , @fluffy-koalala , @swivy123 , @starxao , @kaoyamamegami , @kimura-uzuri , @rsvye , @seikouryuu , @just-here-reading , @matsulovesyou, @sincerely-aaronette , @prettyliliy , @chibiduck , @hermosacolibri , @la-diablas-thingz , @farelady-fate

Yanqing :

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘠/𝘯) : "(Y/n) ? Have you seen her around recently ? No ? Oh. I was hoping for her to teach me some more of her skills. For someone the General told me to spar with, I had my doubts at first. But she really has something to show for. Color me impressed !"

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩���𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 : "The General had taken me under his wing for as long as I can remember. But from time to time he would disappear somewhere while he left me some things to do. One day I decided to follow him, and then…that was the first time I've seen the General so gentle with someone. Even for a sleeping lady."

Bailu :

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘠/𝘯) : "Lady (Y/n) looks just like Lady Dan Jia. The same face, same abilities, same power. If she's a healer like me, do you think I'll grow up to be as tall as Lady (Y/n) one day ? Awh…what should I do ?"

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 : "When Master Dan Feng chose me to be the next High Elder, the Preceptors thought that he had a more…personal reason. Well, Lady Dan Jia was a healer right before I was the High Elder. Perhaps he just wanted to see a vision what Dan Jia would be like without him ?"

Welt :

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘠/𝘯) : "Lady (Y/n) is…another interesting individual. She is calm and quiet, and reminds me of someone I know. Ah, that's right. She reminds me of Dan Heng."

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 : "I've seen people with different intentions, one after another, come and go. I've become quite used to reading expressions and body language. Though she says she has lost her memory, (Y/n)'s eyes look like they've seen more than enough."

March :

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘠/𝘯) : "(Y/n)...she gives me Himeko vibes. She's pretty, strong, mature and knowledgeable. But she's a little more cold less talkative. But overall she reminds me of Dan Heng, but warmer. Does...that even make sense...?

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 : "You know...when me and Stelle went to go talk to Dan Heng about the change of destination to Xianzhou Luofu, Dan Heng hesitated for a moment. I wasn't sure what it was about, but...it felt like there was something he wanted to do, but he refused to get off the train. I wonder why."

Dan Heng :

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘠/𝘯) : "Lady...(Y/n)...is someone who my sins heavily tilt to. I wish to see her and seek forgiveness, but I was told that she never awoke after the destruction.

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 : "Memories of my past are plagued with pain and hatred. But the only thing I could remember from the time in that dark place, was a soft humming of a sweet tune. It...helped me sleep."

Kafka :

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘠/𝘯) : "(Y/n) ? Yeah, I've heard of her. Her name was Dan Jia. Bladie's barely ever mentioned her name, but...it's more frequent than others. If you listen closely, you might even hear him say her name in his sleep.

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 : "Blade and...Dan Jia. Or well, (Y/n). They were a tragic romance tale. Like Romeo and Juliet, but with a...twisted end. Right person, not enough time troupe."

Blade:

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 (𝘠/𝘯) : "(Y/n)...an outworld name suitable for a woman with eyes that yearn for the world beyond the stars. She rises not the Mara contaminating my soul."

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 : "Whenever I am persecuted by the Mara's hold in my sleep, it quickly washes away with the feeling of ice and warm arms holding me with a sound of calm singing overriding the Mara's corrupt taunts.

Introduction (loading screen)

(Y/n) - Dan Jia

Lives in the shadows of her former self, Dan Jia, though is rebirthed as a new person. The majestic horns perched like a crown remind her that she can never run from the past and might one day hoist her true responsibilities on her shoulders once she regains all forgotten knowledge.

Character details (Data Bank)

A woman who her past self was depicted in stories of old as a legendary beauty and her skill in the medical fields and dancing arts. Though being 'reborn', she can never run from the past that looms over her.

She has taken the name (Y/n) as tribute to the only thing her blurred memory could preserve. For the name Jia...means home and family. Something she had lost long...long ago.

Along with her memories.

End note :

I might actually write a character profile for (Y/n) one day... I might even add new characters next time, like Dan Heng IL, Yukong, Fu Xuan, Jingliu, or even the timelines when the High Cloud Quintet were still up and running.

[imwritesometimes]

there are a lot of options on this website for who can reply to posts or even DM you but your options for who can send you asks is so limited it's a joke....

if you've sent me something via asks in the past month and I've not responded to it, I'm sorry. If you want to send me something via asks now and are unable to, I'm sorry. I've had to disable asks for the time being as my inbox was totally flooded with bot/spam/suspicious material....

[flowersfortheghost]

idk where my friends are at so we writing ghostflower hunger games au in a corner🔥

also my search history is fucked after this fic bc hey google how so you write graphic stabbing?

[ghoulangerlee]

⭐️

hmm i think its been 3 to 5 business days now

bingoooooooooo <3

[synobun]

Sun, Neptune, and 9H!

I'm not answering Sun sorry Erin x) today is not a self-positivity day

neptune ⇢ are you a rational or intuitive person?

rational. I guess. it does not feel like I am very much though. my inner world is torturous. I am overwhelmed by emotion and anxiety 99% of the time. But I try to be rational around others.

9H ⇢ what languages ​​would you like to learn?

I'm relearning French and learning Swedish, so those. I'm not sure I'll ever reach a point where I can add a third language to that. If I do... I guess... Dutch? It should theoretically be a quick-ish relearn. Theoretically.