#MYRISTICISMS

[h3lian]

I blame @myristicisms 🫶💕

[fearlessmonk]

.Anastasia AU starter. | @myristicisms

Midgar was that of royalty. When Sephiroth ruined the royal family, there were rumors of only one sibling survived, after the other woman who had survived had made screen time. Aerith, the last cetra was alive and well, pleading the people to find her Lockhart. Even if it were merely the body, she placed a reward on the missing after the plate had fallen. Midgar had been torn to shambles.

Leaving the orphanage; the idea was one that Tifa had dreamed of for a while. Yet, when the time came, she was hesitant. She was fortunate to score a job not too far from town, but the trek was a frustrating one. Through the Junkyard filled with fiends and down Sector 5. Once she got on the road, she searched for a sign of any kind, continually asking aloud to no one. Was she going in the right direction? Life sure liked to play silly games, throwing people for a whirl when they least expect. The only belongings she held were the clothes on her back, and a special white materia that sat on a chain around her neck.

As if asking for the sign had been answered, a cat seemed to appeared from nothing as it jumped from the bushes. It didn't speak, but as it beckoned, it guided her. A sigh left her, hesitant to follow but swallowing her gut and doing so anyway. Focused on the feline, she didn't even realize when she bumped into a tall man with black hair. Apologizing, she rushed by to continue following the feline. Groaning, her arms fell to her sides. "When I asked for a sign, I was hoping for something a little more clear." Tifa murmured aloud.

Finally, the cat drew to a stop once at the stoop of an old church. The building was tall, wooden doors protecting the entry way. The cat pawed the doors, as if requesting entry. With a sigh, Tifa obeyed the request.

It was a lovely place, even with broken floorboards and roofing. At the center in the flooring, a bed of flowers seemed to shine in the light. Tifa cautiously approached, a ping in her chest triggering from the sight of the flowers. It was something of the royal family she recognized from photos and announcements that princess Aerith would make amongst the town. Gazing longingly, lovingly at them, Tifa imagined what it would be royalty; her body carrying itself as she explored her daydream. Raggedy clothing evolved into a beautiful gown as her feet moved as if she held a dance partner. There was something to a dream, but she was quickly dragged from it as she heard footsteps approach. Chest grew tight as she tried to find cover amongst the pews.

[knightfeared]

༝ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓-𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒍𝒊𝒆-𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔…

[ … ]   …Sanji couldn’t say for sure.  The other Pirate was still enough of a mystery to him, it was hard to make an accurate call on whether his words were true or not.  Even despite the few times they’d talked, when they did have rare moments of peace during crossed paths,  even despite the open way the man presented himself from time to time.  Even so,  he seemed the type that kept the truer feelings,  their more honest thoughts,  all carefully bundled up unless they could bolster another up in a similar way.

An unspoken,  potentially projecting attempt not to make trouble for others or be perceived as a burden in any way.  He’s far from one to talk,  so he leaves that train where it is,  simply inhaling another long,  steadied drag from the cigarette he keeps carefully balanced between his fingertips,  the strong flavouring of the tobacco leaving the air around the Strawhats Cook scented a pleasant sweetened cherry.

From what Sanji could make of Luffy’s ever odd brother,  it was that he was undeniably,  undoubtedly kind,  through   &&.   through.  A trait he’d witnessed himself in both loud    &&.   quieter displays,  something he could respect,  admire enough in whole-hearted trust.  With that in mind,  he hums,  wrist bouncing lightly where it dangled overtop his crossed wrist,  turning just enough to cast @myristicisms a light but acknowledging curled grin.

He can only silently agree.

They’d all come a long way,  survived the unthinkable.  &&.  for all the suffering he knows is still yet to come in pursuing their dreams,  they were here now,  ever closer to achieving what they’d set out to do. Turning those simple dreams into full fledged realities.  Despite everything…  Where they were in the present is something he can definitely share the sentiment with. He'd go through it all again, as many times as needed to know with full certainty that he'd make it this far.

` ❝ Funny, I could say the same thing. ❞

His tone his kept light, supportive in the hushed volume it takes in open sea air. Despite the collected, if slightly tired mood that permeated, glum &&. guarded, he continues.

` ❝ Well, we’ve made it this far. I wonder what’s in store next. ❞

` ＊ 𝑨𝑺𝑲 𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑫 . ᨒ↟𐂂 ⟢ “ now that it's done , there's not one thing i would change . ” ;; Ace to Sanji

[cosmicxblossoms]

💕

For Ace/Deuce or Sabo/Koala teehee

"I think that it will work out between us, Once he catches onto things that is."

"I would think so that something could happen considering our history. But I do hope that she is happy with me even if I can be a handful at times."

[grieverled-moved]

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑, 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋, 𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓-𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒. He's careful, treating the other man like he was made of glass, something fragile, precious. He was, Squall argues internally, voice a whisper as he keeps his gaze cast down, flitting along Zack's frame where he remains perched, both keenly hyper aware of the space between & the parts where they make contact. The fabric of his pants is both welcome & frustrating, but they haven't had a chance to truly breathe in peace for a while.

Time moved too fast, missions grew in difficulty, something sinister seemingly brewing away beneath the stretching seams of Shinra in a way that made the Turk flinch, twitch, anxiously grow in his own restless unease as he felt something rising just along the horizon. Something he couldn't quite name, something he knows, pessimistically so, he'd likely have very little power in stopping.

That frustrating feeling of futility, it clings to his bones like tar, tainting everything until he feels so weighed down by his uncertain grief, it's noticeable to those that weren't as close to him as the man below him was.

Fingers curl, splaying softly to cup at the back of Fair's neck, thumb tracing along the side of his throat where he can feel Zack's steady pulse beat away beneath his skin. Strong, living, constant, reassuring that the fool of a man was really here over bleeding out somewhere because his golden heart demanding he take the brunt of a beating. He was so well-meaning, so genuine in his offered care - it'd always stun Squall speechless, always leave him trailing after his heels with worry as he tries to help keep things from escalating.

As he goes to slip his eyes shut tiredly, simply soaking in the moment & all it's shared quiet closeness, hands keep him steady, one moving, lifting, the brush of warm & living hands shifting to cradle at the side of his face. When Zack speaks, Squall reopens his eyes, peering down at the SOLDIER with glacial calm sights, melting along their frigid edges in earned softness, the barest lean into his hand as he scoffs out a light puff of air in a slight laugh. Maybe he was worried the other could do better. Hell he should. He deserved that much, but he reminded himself how little control the other already seemed to have in his life as is, how others often pushed their views on him.

It's calm enough to silence his woes, even if they weren't what sparked his silent pensiveness, the air of mourning that seemed to drape itself along him like a funeral veil. Shedding it for the moment, his eyes garner an old sharpness back to them, burning like frostbite in their wolfish depths as they lock back on bright inhuman sights of mako tinged skies. His tongue peeks between parted lips, wetting daintily along their curved edge before his brows furrow in determination. Leaning in, using his hold on the man's neck to guide him forwards, Squall grants a kiss, languid & lingering, mouthing what he didn't have the courage to say out loud in loving gestures. All expressed in loud caresses that end in him resting his forehead against the dark-haired swordsman's.

Breathless, he takes a moment to soothe his beating heart, gaze searching Zack's own before they thin to match to crescent of his smile.

❝ You got me attached. Made it so I'm going to struggle to find someone else after you. ❞ Maybe harsh, maybe out of place. Realistic as he'd argue. Couples weren't often known to last long. In their line of work, with how different they were . . . he isn't sure if the delicate form of their bond would survive whatever came next. That looming storm on the horizon prickled at his spine, momentarily smoothed away when Zack runs a hand up the curve of his back, dipping beneath the rim of his shirt to explore the now bared skin beneath.

His free hand lifts, curling under Fair's chin, a tender stroke of a finger given as something fond quivers in his tone.

❝ Ever the hero. You somehow won me over. ❞

*𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 ➤ @myristicisms [ ; ] “ I don’t want anyone else. No one else can make me feel like you do. ” ;; From Zack

[h3lian]

Art for @myristicisms of their blorbo.

[annjiru]

I literally tell you everything because you're one of my best friends but this is opening the gates for being insane and affectionate or whateva. Anyways hiii Eros my beloved friend hehehe I'm so glad that we met and while I wish we wrote together more (literally my fault LMFAO) what we have written together and spoken on together shows a very very large amount of love and care put into Angeal. Much like how you put a lot of merit into what I have to say about Zack or Genesis, you are The Angeal Truther in my eyes. Which is to say I didn't care much about Angeal until we became friends and you really opened my eyes to who he is as a character, basically you put so much thought into him with what we've been given and have really fleshed him into something so so beautiful and incredible and while I am not immune to friends making me love characters, it's also not an easy feat to turn me into a stan.

That's JUST talking about your portrayal and writing BUT while I'm on one right now, as a person you're genuinely so funny and sweet and I'm truly delighted that we clicked so well considering when you first followed me here forever and ever ago ( I wanna say over a year and a half ago!! ) I was scared shitless ( you know me, I get scared by new people haha ) and was so worried that you'd think I'm too unserious and hate what I shit out but you're just as unserious as I am and you have such a wonderful whimsy to you that I absolutely adore. Then finding out we have a few interests that align too was super rad and a little funny, specifically talking about fire emblem ( I know I need to finish Sacred Stones with you ✊😔 ) here and the characters in it and the fact you're so willing to indulge my stupid interests and stuff means the absolute world. Whether you're being held hostage to look at clips of my beloved blonde men or looking at insane procreate brushes or just shit posting and sending tweets to me, your company is always appreciated and very much enjoyed.

Basically I love ya lots and I'm so glad that we became friends :)

- Ganna

2024 Confessions

help this is so sweet Ganna thank you so much for being in my life and for being one of my dearest friends. I am so glad we met and that we exist at the same time. Because truly, what are the chances of us having crossed paths and clicking so well? And don't worry it's also my bad we don't get to write together as much because I totally forgot a lot of your muses have FF7 verses LMAO. But anyways, I hope we get to write together more in the new year and continue being close! it is always a delight talking to you, whether it be discussing headcanons, listening to you talk about your new blorbos (I am not being held hostage btw I am genuinely enjoying myself and it makes me feel better to know your interests more), or sending tiktok videos back and forth. I am so glad I didn't scare you off and that we got to become great friends in the process heh

you are too kind, but thank you so much for being so gracious about my portrayal and about my pace, etc.. likewise, you already know this but you're The Genesis Truther and The Zack Truther in my eyes and part of me is still hoping they come back so we can keep putting them into situations. but thank you so much again for your kind words, it's definitely encouraging especially after going long stints between writing due to my job and life. it means a lot to have your support and I can't thank you enough for that. And honestly I love seeing how much passion you pour into your own characters. I genuinely mean it when I say I love your muses because you love them, it's like they're an extension of you that I get to see develop with my own eyes and it's very neat to see!

I love you so much Ganna! Thank you for all that you do, and for all that we get to build together. Happy holidays stink ♥ love, Eros

[phantasiiae]

29. a kiss on the inside of the wrist.

;; for Genesis and Sephiroth 👁️👁️

Spots to kiss || Accepting

As Sephiroth's alarm goes off, he lets out a breath, his eyes slowly fluttering open. It's not typical of him to sleep until now, usually wide awake a good half hour before his alarm even has a chance to. However...he was kept up quite late last night, so it shouldn't come as any surprise. Rubbing at his face, he rolls over, a feeling of relief washing over him when he sees that Genesis is still there.

He reaches over, placing a hand on his shoulder to gently wake him. After a moment, one of Genesis' hands comes up and takes hold of Sephiroth's wrist, and he allows it, unable to help but grin to himself when lips press against it. Sephiroth has had his fair share of one night stands, of people coming and going. It never really means anything, just something to help him feel more human. Genesis is...different, though. He's always been different, ever since the day they met.

"Sorry to wake you," he mutters, moving his hand to gently ruffle his hair. "But you know how it is."

[astravates]

starter for @myristicisms | playing lanceboard

The Shadow Cursed lands are a peculiar and foreboding place, unlike anything Caleb had ever seen before. Dingy air thick with a palpable sense of danger, the shadows seemingly alive and ready to swallow them whole. Each step towards Last Light Inn felt uncertain as if the very ground beneath their feet could turn against them at any moment. Despite the constant threat looming over them, Caleb could not help but be fascinated by the strange landscape around him. Every corner with secrets and mysteries that begged to be uncovered. But survival took the forefront of his mind, just as it always had. He could not study anything is was dead.

Luckily Last Light Inn is a temporary haven (after they fought off Marcus) and even the dirt-covered human wizard has to admit shelter is a relief. He remains reserved, opting for a quick round of ale from the bar downstairs instead of mingling with his eccentric companions. However, one thing manages to grab his attention—Miriam sitting alone at the lanceboard table. Caleb cannot help but feel drawn to the empty seat beside her, taunting him to join in on the game. Despite his usual solitary nature, he finds it nearly impossible to resist a game of strategy.

“Hallo,” he greets the woman as he walks towards her, his accented voice slightly muffled by the half-finished mug of ale in his hand. “I don’t suppose you are looking for another player?”

[grieverled-moved]

🌺!!!!!!!

Hewwo I adore you dearly. You’re literally someone I’ve written with for so long as is & I realllly hope we can write together for a long time still. Every muse you’ve picked up is so well written & clearly loved, your passion for them is unmatched & just as infectious. What little I do know of 7, admittedly all comes from you & Mako, & congrats cause y’all made me love & adore Zack & Cloud when I otherwise wouldn’t have cared for them unless I heard you gush about HCS for him & spitball ideas. You’re a writing partner I’m so glad I met, but also an amazing friend & no matter the muse that has the braincell, I’m always happy to see you writing or just thriving ic or ooc.

*Send “🌺” If you love having me as an RP partner

[knightfeared]

` ＊ 𝑴𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑺 𝑻𝑨𝑮 𝑫𝑼𝑴𝑷 ( 1 ) ᨒ↟𐂂 last updated *[ jan 18 . 2025 ]

#▌ ❝ This moment of ours left now to take — mirror twined fates oh the world could be ours. ❞ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ vikshodgepodge

#▌ ❝ Meet me in another life &&. we can burn into the velvet sky. ❞ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ machineheralded

#▌ ❝ Livin' in ruins of a palace within dreams — always on eachother teams. ❞ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ myristicisms

#▌ ❝ Alive again — the voices of the void are calling. ❞ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ darckcarnival

[h3lian]

Two idiots cause I was enabled by a friend to draw our favorite dumbasses 🫡

[phantasiiae]

‘ i am not a good person. don’t pretend i am. ’

;; Genesis to Sephiroth teehee

Growling suggestions || Accepting

It's a curious statement, one that has Sephiroth looking over at Genesis with raised brows. "...Well, Genesis, I would ask if any of us are, but how you even begin to define good?" Because, for them, it feels like the lines are muddled. Sephiroth has spent so much of his life trying to something like good, despite being raised to be a weapon and a ruthless killer. But could anyone even define what truly makes someone good or bad or something in between? He doesn't know. He doesn't think he wants to know.

So he sighs, seeming to hesitate for a moment before he reaches over and places a hand on top of Genesis'. "I don't think anyone would call us good people. If you're stringent about the definition, then we certainly aren't...but it's part of who we are, regardless. What's brought this on?"

He knows Genesis has a tendency to brood over things more than he should. Sometimes it does worry him. "If you need an ear...then here I am."

[h3lian]

༝ Commission for @myristicisms 𓋼𖤣𖥧 ₍ ₁ ₎ ₍ ₂ ₎

[wizofwaterdeep]

✿  - with Miriam teehee

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  illithid tadpole buddies

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.    siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

[annjiru]

MERRY CHRISTMAS ! just wanted to take a second and thank everyone who has stayed by my side through my hiatus.

FIRST CLASS — sending special holiday greetings & cheer to my mains i interact with the most

@gcldfanged | @myristicisms |

KEEPERS OF HONOR — other dear mutuals that i am looking forward to writing with and getting to know more into the new year

@generalzelgius | @chaieos | @phantasiiae | @sephaeroth | @highwindo | @sleeplesswork | @cryptidsncurios | @poeticphoenix | @saishuu-heiki | @geraniumplant | @erodedlight

apologies if I missed you (: i'm still getting warmed up and would love to write with more of you in 2025. i hope this holiday has been full of peace, joy, and love for each and every one of you.

i cannot wait to keep writing with you all next year and to see what we'll be able to create together. cheers. ⸻ love, eros.