#dansiere

[hey-i-am-trying]

Empy and DanSier are the drivers of the FoolHalo train

[jestersmask]

GRAAAAH!!! This took so long BUT I DID A THING!!! Another twst oc?? FR?? yeah :3 This is Elio Dansier, a dancer who attends NBC! He's a goofy goober and you'll probably see a lotta him when I do pretty stuff like this :3

[pattesolmaninyollari]

KURAL 4

Şans vermeyi bırak, vazgeç.

Sana zarar veriyorsa onun bıçağından, tavasından, fırınından vazgeç.

[outofthisgxlaxy]

@dansiere​ liked for a pre-accident Pink Pearl starter

The room was quiet now that White and Pink Diamond had gone to speak with one another. Such was something Pink Pearl was used to. She often accompanied her diamond when she went to spend time with the others. A part of her ached to join them, if she was being honest. This day was one where, for once, White Diamond seemed to have a little free time. Blue and Yellow were evidently busy, but that hadn’t stopped the other two from going to the ‘bathhouse’ together. Pool room? Pink wasn’t sure what to call it, if she was being truthful, but she dutifully had followed Pink Diamond there.

And... now she was outside the room, standing beside Pearl. It wasn’t the first time the two of them had seen one another. Often times, the two of them plus Blue and Yellow’s pearls would be left to wait for their diamonds together. In the quiet. It was dreadfully dull, Pink had to admit. Perhaps she could convince Pearl to converse with her.

“You’re looking well,” Pink observed. No less different than she had looked before, Pink knew, but it was better than leaving the air awkwardly open any longer. She offered a small smile before continuing.

“How have things been with you and your diamond?”

[onlylibertyaa]

       Oh, Anne has always loved weddings. It was the old romantic in her soul, and were it not for the constant weeping and wailing, Anne is certain that Maramal might’ve allowed her to marry people herself. The other priests got shiny eyed, but never quite as choked up as she did, and thus it was seen fitting that when it became time for the lovers to say their vows, Anne would leave before the true floodgates opened. Rather than slip into the rooms beneath the temple as she might’ve normally, Anne takes to Riften for a spot of clean air. She loves the temple of Mara as much as the next person, but the constant burning on incense and the like was enough to burn the nose hair from the oldest of men. There were often times when one found themselves standing just outside of it but never brave enough to venture within, and when Anne’s eye meets the other’s, she wonders if that is her reason for lollygagging. The smile she offers her is bright and friendly. “Hello! Don’t suppose yer interested in seein’ a weddin’? There’s a rather lovely one goin’ on at the moment. Unless yer more interested in tyin’ the knot?”

@dansiere​  ♥’d for a little skyrim starter.

[wildeshift]

❝ y’know like... caw ? ❞ / @dansiere​

“  on all levels except physical........  i am a crow.  ”

[sparkledmcnarch]

@dansiere​

             “I’m sure your home sounds wonderful, beautiful even by the way you describe it.” It wasn’t too long until Glimmer was rather entranced by her new guest description of the other world. Space was certainly a mystery and the more she has heard or met new visitors, the more CURIOUS this queen has started to become. She started to become very fond of the thought of seeing it all again someday soon if she wasn’t so busy attending to her duties in Bright Moon. “But...what brings you here in Etheria?”

[bxstiae]

[ @dansiere​​ / —–  SONGS  ]       A C C E P T I N G    SEND ME THESE YOU FOOLS

💿 🎶

-- a song with our muses

       [  Cradles │ Sub Urban  ]

[mettatoniicya]

     *  Oh yes, darling.   I can tell just by looking at you that you’ve some experience in performing arts.  So tell me something ...   *  What other artistic liberties do you partake in?     Any acting gigs?  Dance, comedy? Spare me no details!!

     It was quite the occasion whenever Mettaton found someone else who found an interest in anything that had to do with entertainment.  Perhaps in her case it might not be just performance ----- still, the idol was never shy to learn something new.  After all, he’s perfect at anything.

                ♥   @dansiere​ posed for the camera!  +300 THE AUDIENCE CHEERS!

[capjump]

dansiere replied to your post: I need Mario to interact with some Steven Universe...

*chihands*

Chinhands back at you. So, you’ve seen me... yes, what I’ve said is true, I think it would be loads of fun to have Mario interact with some Steven Universe muses...

[ntrpt]

@dansiere​   ❤’d

“Can I touch it?” Her gem, Entrapta means. The princess gazes up at the towering alien woman. “It looks like...is it attached to your face? Is it a part of your biology? That is fascinating. If I tap it, does it HURT?” She goes to do as much.

[lovaniac]

      * well, if it’s possible for Steven to be half gem...             * it’s ok if i think i’m half monster, isn’t it?                        * or - or mostly?        their hands wring their wrists, habitual smile coming to their face as eyes refuse to meet Pearl’s own. nervousness was setting in, but what was to be so afraid of - if they are so sure of who they are?           * you all raised him, right? that’s why he thinks he’s half gem...?            - @dansiere​

[glimoon-a]

HADESTOWN!    accepting!   /   @dansiere​ PEARL SAID:   wouldn’t you have done the same?   in her shoes,   in  her skin? 

     THE RAW TRUTH IS       that  glimmer  never  expected  to  become  queen.       her  childhood  was  spent  longing  for  power  in  spades  all  because  she  was  sorely  convinced  that,   with  her  mother  being  angelic,   she  would  never  achieve  a  rank  higher  than  princess  of  bright  moon.      and  that’s  all  her  mother  ever  saw  her  as,   even  when  she  was  calling  her   COMMANDER    ——    that  act  and  the  measly  missions  that  followed  were  all  to  appease  glimmer.      but  angella,   while  angelic,   wasn’t  the  immortal  being  everyone  thought  she  was.      her  disappearance  from  etheria  spurned  a  tidal  wave  of  responsibility  that  glimmer  had  thought  she  wanted,    that  she   DID   want,   but  never  in  such  a  way.         and  with  great  responsibility  came  great  power;         power  that  she  ran  too  far  with,   just  like  angella  had  said  she  would,   in  a  botched  attempt  to  prove  herself  useful.    

         and  now  she’s  been  given  a  second  chance  at  being  the  ruler  bright  moon  deserves.       it  was,    and  still  is  at  times,    a  constant  struggle  within  glimmer  to  both  succeed  for  the  wellness  of  her  people  and  the  sake  of  her  self  esteem.      she  wishes  it  hadn’t  taken  the  death  of  her  mother  to  see  that,   despite  her  faults,   she  was  a�� good  queen.      glimmer  doesn’t  want  to  be  angella   ——    but  she  wants  to  be  good.      stars,   she  wants  to  be  even  better.         so  why  does  she  hesitate  when  the  question  is  asked  ?      

      “   ——   i  would  do   ANYTHING   for  my  people.  ”      her  voice  is  rigid,   a  tinge  of  fear  an  indication  that  she’s  staying  so  stiff  to  keep  herself  from  cracking;     to  stay  and  be  perceived  as  strong.      princess  glimmer  would  have  had  a  different  answer.        “  and  my  bravery  is  a  direct  extension  of  my  mother’s.      that’s  what  she  taught  me,   that’s  what  i   KNOW.  ”

[sunsreignmoved]

love fear starters pt 1 | accepting.  

@dansiere​​ said: ❝ you might as well accept it. ❞

"But I can’t, she is-…... was my best friend”  The shock of Cassandra’s betrayal burned like an intense fire and yet she also felt numb.   The pain of this loss was almost as if she had died.   

Stealing the moonstone opal was a horrendous crime and yet Rapunzel was more concerned about them NOT being friends again.  

 How would she handle having to fight her??   

 To feel the hatred emanating from her  to see those icy blue eyes filled with rage.  She didn’t know if she could bear it.  

“Pearl ....  do you really think she’s gone for good?   Do you think the Moonstone has that much of a hold on her??”

[citialiin]

                   ☆ @dansiere​​ ESTABLISHED FIRST CONTACT.  

     HE CAN’T take his eyes off her mark.

     IT ISN’T a mark, actually; there’s a subtle curvature to it, the light refracting in an almost rainbow iridescence that would suggest there is dimension, so this mark is far from mere skin pigmentation like his own -- if anything, it almost appears as if it’s embedded in her.  Mismatched eyes timidly flicker from her pale visage to the dull ochre sand, his silver boots sinking into the granules; he’s never stood in sand before, let alone set foot on an alien planet, and it endlessly fascinates him.  The overwhelming, all-consuming newness is getting to him, making his head spin in a way that aggravates what is surely a concussion ( he wasn’t meant to be a pilot -- his landing skills are subpar to nonexistent ).  ❝ No, I’m, ❞ 683 stutters, ❝ I’m organic.  Of course I am.  As if there’s such a thing as inorganic life, ❞ he mumbles past a tepid little laugh, and he’s quick to choke himself back into silence, clearing his throat and clasping his hands behind his back; perhaps they’d be the same height if he wasn’t quite so shrinking, hunched shoulders and a bowed head.  

     ❝ I DIDN’T mean to intrude. ❞ And he isn’t lying -- coming here has been nothing more than a mistake, one of engine failure, of navigational skills, and he could have hardly intended anything if he had no intentions to begin with.  Drifting.  Aimless.  Desperate to relocate but at a complete and total loss of where to go.  Such a shame, really, because from what he’s seen of this planet, it’s beautiful, and he is deeply saddened to leave such a place behind.  ❝ I’ll ... I’ll leave.  I just, ❞ he says quietly, arms tight over his frail chest, ❝ I just don’t know how.  I broke the ship.  I -- I would need to fix it.  But I don’t know how to do that either. ❞   

[vulpesse-arc]

MARVELOUS YET GARNISHED WITH SHARP AND JAGGED EDGES, the vulpine-she might indeed be easily compared to a diamond that has yet to be softened and embellished with faux docility  (  wild things cannot be tamed, they can solely be adulated and thus wheedled into momentary meekness  )  . She remembers their last encounter, as much as her delicate throat remembers the threat of a brazen razor  ;  demeanor is thus dour and defensive, mayhap even morose underneath the weight of uncertainty for what is to come. Floret of stars-freckled tails ceases its waltz and instead protectively recoils around the proud silhouette of the guardian as she saunters forward, hound-like ears low and expressionism painfully stiffened.   ❝  I am very pleased to see that you have yet to unsheathe your weapon, this time. Have I managed to conquer your favor  ?  ❞

STARTER CALL !  ♡  @dansiere​ .