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@unwavering-melodies
“Again and don’t hold back, Dog Brows!” Eyes narrowed as darted forward, aiming a high kick at the handmaid’s shoulder
#unwavering melodies#/i headcanon while sync is very strong he's still 14 with a somewhat frail body considering his original was sickly#Dog Brows 🐶 Ivar#aeternale-carmen#aeternale carmen
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@aeternale-carmen
“I’ve got better things to do than stand here and watch you look tragic.” //from Ivar
“Like what, disappoint someone again?”
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ʘ‿ʘ //from Vim~
༶•┈┈ 💛☀️💛 ┈┈•༶ She finds you attractive too, Vim 💞💞
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@aeternale-carmen liked for a starter!
“Versailles!” Immediately brightening up and giving a cheerful smile when they spot their dear friend, they ran over to give the other a greeting hug.
“How was training?” It barely occurred to them that Versailles might still be recovering from whatever the training entailed. He’s probably used to it, though? Who knows... “I bet you’re getting better at being a villain! Oh, and you did do your homework too, right?”
#aeternale carmen#happy fourth replica (etude ;; ichon)#etude verse: nature song#[this etude au is immediately funny what's with suddenly going from villain talk to schoolwork I don't know what's going on lkfdkfdjkfd]
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Physical touch!
Physical Touch
does your muse like being hugged?
No. He tends to flinch when he gets hugged due to how unused he is to it. But once he loosens up, he doesn’t mind it as much.
where could someone touch your muse to calm them down?
The head. He tends to deflate a little when his head gets patted by someone he likes.
is there anywhere on your muse’s body they want to be touched most?
No.
does your muse find themselves subconsciously seeking out physical contact? ( ie. reaching for s/o’s hand without realizing it )
As much as Sync will never admit it, he does. Physical contact is something he could ground himself with, its real.
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22 with older Sync and Ivar
22: …in a rush of adrenaline.
Contrary to what he would have thought, Ivar’s fighting style and his own oddly meshed well together. There were no gaps between the onslaught of attacks and the silver-haired man seemed decently familiar with fighting with a martial artist to avoid getting in the way. And while Ivar wasn’t the type to follow his orders, the former general was used to making split-second decisions and altering his tactics. The best upside was that Ivar had enough brains to at least act as a decent enough buffer so he could cast a fonic arte.
A heavy breath as he jumped back. Had this been 5 years ago, he doubted he’d have as much trouble as he was. He was losing his edge and he didn’t know how to get it back. Was it the lack of purpose? A grumble as he hit the oncoming enemy, knocking them back before throwing a knife in its throat. Ivar wasn’t faring much better. A sigh adorned his lips as he darted forward, weaving fonons carefully before tapping Ivar’s shoulder.
A simple little thing he tended not to do. By marking someone like this, he avoided accidentally hitting his teammates with a fonic arte. “Go ahead and die!” A split second was all he needed to cast absolute, covering their battlefield in shards of ice and deceased enemies.
Sync turns back to Ivar, about to ask if the other was hurt before he found the front of his clothes grabbed and Ivar pulling his close. Green hues widen as lips press against his own before Ivar pulls back, too caught in the moment of their victory to realize what he had done.
“What the fuck was that???” Gross-
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@unwavering-melodies plotted au
Green hues watched with an idle boredom as his “parents” introduced the silver haired child to him. He wonders how many lies had already been put in his head on the way here? How many “warnings” about his own horrid temperament and anger issues to his “brother”? Eyes flicked up to his “father” then to his “mother”.
A small pause as he looks to the older child before, partly curious yet also apathetic. A small sigh leaves his lips as he closes his eyes. He was young, but he knew damn well what was being attempted right now. Lips curled upwards into a smile as he stepped forward.
“It’s nice to meet you.” An innocent smile before he placed both hands on the silver haired child and shoved him to the ground. “Well not really.” He could be a menace or he could be good, it didn’t matter as the results would be the same. “You look pretty good down there on the floor.” A laugh as he closed his eyes, grinning ear to ear. They could hit him all they wanted, he’d play however seemed the most fun.
#Bonds of Nothing ♝ Foster AU#unwavering melodies#tw: child abuse#Dog Brows 🐶 Ivar#aeternale-carmen#aeternale carmen
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@unwavering-melodies
“Rule number one, the use of powers is strictly forbidden. This is a battle only using martial arts.” Sync didn’t need his power in order to win a fight, his power was simply used to finish them. Lips curled in a smile as the teen stepped back. He’d wait for Machi to attack first. “Come at me with everything you got.”
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These boys just need to get along
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@aeternale-carmen asked: “You’re better than this.”
“Better than what?” Sync knows what Ivar meant, he doesn’t need to think hard on it. Eyes watch for a moment as he closes them. Better than Van. Better than being a tool for someone who would only cast him aside when he became a hassle. Sync wasn’t a fool, he understood his place. And he understood it was more than what he outright deserved. “I don’t think you have any room to criticize me on my place as someone's tool. At least I don’t hopelessly wait and expect Van to suddenly care and need me like you do with Maxwell.”
“I could do better, but I’m not. Van is the only one who can do what I want.” The only one willing to destroy everything on this rotten world.
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The hearts may be gone on my screen as of answering this but my undying love for you and your muses isn't. Thank you, Max. I adore you and on another note Sun wants her green haired wyvern friend
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#out of the ordinary ;; dash commentary#happy fourth replica (etude ;; ichon)#aeternale carmen#azotas
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@aeternale-carmen ivar vc: but it's accurate
“Then yours will be a negative ranking.”
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@aeternale-carmen
Terra: Oh boy! Sync hates her. He really does. First off he can’t trust her and he’s unable to figure what exactly she’s doing or her aim is. The only positive thing i could say is still messed up as he thinks messing with her is fun he wants to put her in her place
Ivar: He doesn’t like Ivar either. Ivar is basically reminds him how people act about the score with how Ivar treats Milla. I feel like in a different set of circumstance, the two might have gotten along, like maybe an Xillia 2 au and they could be coworkers??
Outside of that little thought, Sync does enjoy tormenting Ivar. It’s sorta stress reliving to use the poor dude as a verbal and physical punching bag to him. Though they’ll most likely be at odds forever, Ivar will not look past his world view and neither will Sync. They are both too prideful and far too stubborn to actually try and understand each other.
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@aeternale-carmen
☀️ — “Write me an endless song.”
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What color are you?
Black
tell me about isolation, beloved. tell me about loneliness in a crowd of thousands, about painting yourself deaf, about becoming something nobody can hold in their hands without it stinging. you are still breathing, out of spite or otherwise. sing with me.
tagged by: (stolen from) @isaaccecilbryant
tagging: @originalion @specialgels @aeternale-carmen @akashicmuses @acquaintedfates
Got two results and while part of it doesn’t fit, part of it really does pink: you want badly to be kind, to be loved, to be precious, missed when you're gone. you are terrified of being the thing you fear. you want people to come looking for you. you aren't and never have been one dimensional, even when everyone else insists it would be easier if you were.
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