#horclogium

[zorkayaplus]

i found the password to my @horclogium blog holy fucking shit my most favorite otome heroine....

[lorddiiavolo]

Peaks out.

     Within the looming, empty hallways and the library which he'd confined himself to, there she would find the Prince looking the same as ever. Golden eyes fixated on the novel he'd been occupying himself with until her presence had become known to him - a presence he was familiar with yet - ... estranged to, at the same time.

      It was in feeling her presence, golden eyes finally lift from the print and set on her like a tiger fixated on its prey. He remains there, fixated as if trying to recall where he'd last seen such a familiar face. As he begins to recall one vague memory, a veiled line of memories follow and it shows as he begins to sit straighter, head lifting from his hand.

                                                          She's ... ? But how?

        Oh, what was this...? This feeling? His heart was suddenly racing as he rose from his place but he doesn't move toward her. How can he feel like this when he's straining to remember bits and pieces of her but ... his whole being was reaction completely different, familiar. " What ... " There was an influx of questions going through his mind, how did she get here? Without him knowing? How did she even manage to get past the lords? How did she get here? When did she - " You...- " Almost as if reverting to a childish version of himself, his eyes are wide. " Ca...Cardia? "

[witchingrey]

❛ That’s what heroes are for. ❜  | @horclogium​ . * THE LAST UNICORN .  / a.

‘ Is that your hope of such a person existing, or the years between us talking ? “ It’s blunt; expression impassive and body curled flat and limpid upon the bed . Green strands of hair spill across the sheets;  rivulets of forest and magic. There’s something childish in the comment; so utterly naive and innocent that it earns her a sense of weariness far more than it does any level of scorn. She is too ancient now for scorn; too worn in the bones - the thousands of bodies and corpses mounted to create new skin for a body that reanimated from the macabre. 

Where was a hero then ? By the flames of the unjust? The clamp of the guillotine ? The weaponry closing around tender flesh and ripping it apart until nothing remained ? Where was the hero then? Where had they been when she was new? Unsullied by curses and morphing into a being that like a fallen apart ship; could no longer recollect which parts were hers? 

Where was the hero when she sought a simple human wish, a simple prayer, and was denied? Where were the heroes, the just, the pure? Telling their tales of the great Knights of the Round, of King Arthur, of Robin Hood? Where were they when hell began at birth and transcended into an endless, unstoppable cycle of death and rebirth ? 

Where was the original body within that wrecked ship? Could you call it the same thing? 

“ ... Maybe you should attempt to try to be one yourself , instead of assuming they exist. Remember however, that no one can save everyone. If you or anyone chose such a path, they should be aware that they will always fail someone.

In that story, they are not a hero, but a villain .  You may think it cruel, regardless, the point stands . Humanity is stagnant, it is like a baby, crawling repeatedly and falling into the same mud puddle . 

Idealism is admirable to some, fleeting at best, but remember half-hearted ideals and beliefs will only harm you in the end. So too do half-hearted hopes. If you want to commit to belief in acts of heroism from Man, from the beings of the world that perhaps may yet be like us, commit to it fully - or not at all. Heroes exist in the perception of what it means to be ‘saved’  . 

To many a child and ailing old woman, to many an injured soldier or innocent... they are without blame . They can save anyone or anything . But there will always be someone left behind . Even if you were omnipotent , you would still be imperfect. Perfection is a delusion in itself. 

I won’t stop you from your belief system. You have countless years yet to see if that holds true, and if it does, then you’ve retained a part of yourself, but that’s another topic I don’t feel like talking about . I think I’ve said more than could last me three naps.

However, I wonder.. are you wishing for salvation or are you wishing to give it because you yourself, are conflicted? Huh. Perhaps both. Still..heroes are subjective. Two halves of a coin, real and unreal. Fools and saviors. They are real to some because they came, and paltry to others because they didn’t. I won’t deny it, I know all too well. Still.. “ 

Her smile turns wry as she sits up to face her; eyes crinkling in something unfathomably worn, it’s too sad, one might say, looking into the ancient being’s eyes. Her grace, the weight of her years compacted into not a single, not once, happy moment...it’s too sad, too sad, too sadsad- 

( ‘ ─ They just never came for me. ‘ ) 

[starprint-a]

  @horclogium​     ★*:.゜:。     meme still accepting       ★*:.゜:。   cardia .

“ i would follow you to the ends of the earth with only mild complaining. ” @ joseph

❝  rude ！     now  why  would  you  go  and  follow  up  with  something  so  mean,    we  were  almost  having  a  real  moment  there.     well,      lucky  for  you  i  don’t  like  the  sappy  stuff  a  whole  lot  anyway.  ❞     his  playful  jest  comes  with  a  distinctive  exasperation  that  exclusively  defined  with  his  eccentric  (  and  otherwise  overbearing  )  charm.    really  now,    what  was  the  point  in  getting  all  mushy  if�� she  was  just  going  to  say  something  like  that   ------------------  something  that  joseph  himself  had  certainly  said  in  recent  past,    no  doubt.    

❝  it’s  only  cute  when  i  say  it.    it’s  no  fun  if  you  use  it  against  me.  ❞     though  with  joking  aside,     it  was  nice  to  know  she  had  his  back.    he  didn’t  have  to  wonder  if  she  meant  it,    after  all.    ❝  who  said  i  wanted  you  to  come  with  me,    i’m  sure  you  just  made  that  assumption  for  yourself.    no  way,     i’d  surely  loose  my  mind.    i’d  rather  travel  with  bloody  caesar   --------------  hmmm,    no,    maybe  not.    at  least  i’d  have  a  cute  girl  by  my  side  instead.     but  really  cardia,    i’d  rather  you  stay  with  granny  erina,     if  i’m  honest.     i  know  you’d  take  care  of  her.    smokey  too.  ❞     

[xking-a]

@horclogium in a world where the doctor must handle 2 very uncooperative patients who keep insisting they r fine and that they just needa go now

[queensconquest]

   solomon  ,  cupping  his  hands  around  his  mouth:  climb  on  the  table  cardia  

@horclogium​

[starlitdeus]

@horclogium​

“H-hi...I’m Psychi...!” The female chirped faintly, greeting the other with a nervous chitter.

[tclesnmirrors-moved]

@horclogium​ asked: ✏️ gasps... only if its ok *hides*

Send me✏️ for my muse to draw your muse. | not accepting

[kindcstguardian]

ooc./ someday i’ll capture cardia’s beauty but this is all i can offer

@horclogium

[soliser]

@horclogium​  said : i love you. @ skoll !

there were a few  --  no,  many  --  blinks of confusion as she tried to comprehend the words that left cardia’s lips.     the vargr took time just going through those three words,  eyes taking in her master’s bright eyes,  the curl of her lips that had formed a shy smile,  the blush on her cheeks  --  a sign of nervousness,  perhaps??  --  before   ...   oh.     oh.

love.     cardia loves her.     actually loves her,  as in feels that warmth that made their hearts thud rapidly.     and that emotion was towards her,  a vargr,  the creature that would signal ragnarok.     her.     oh dear,  she could feel her cheeks grow warm at the mere thought,  a sign that prompted a giggle from beckford.     her blush only grew at that.

"  i-i  --  m-me too.   i love you too,  cardia.  ”          there,  she said it.     even if she stuttered,  even if her words had drifted off into a whisper,  she had made sure to keep  --  some  --  eye contact with cardia.     but the moment her teal eyes softened,  the moment a whisper of the vargr’s name reached her ears,  her heart skipped a beat.     and she pulled the other closer,  hiding her face into her neck.     not before she mumbled,  however.          “  ...  love you so much  ...  ”

...

even as she hugged her dearest master,  a small part of her,  hidden in the back of her mind feared this.     feared love as a whole.     because the last person she loved was someone she couldn’t be with.     that person was someone she was to kill,  to devour.

...   was it really okay for her to love someone??

[derivere]

@horclogium whispered : ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆)!♡ @ MI KYONG !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! kiss my muse on the cheek accepting 

“ I hear you , I really do Cardia . but taking a break isn't really a choice right now , plus if I'm not doing something I get really anxious . ” with a twirl , a ribbon can be seen dancing with the other strands of her hair . something that's only worn for special times or working , right now there wasn't too many people occupying Meraki , giving mi kyong the perfect time to start on different recipes & watering the plants that adorned the shop . “ sure , sometimes it can be hard . but , it's much better than where . . . our lives before . ” in actuality , the fact that either mi kyong or nao are even capable of smiling is a mircale itself . what their every day once consisted of , isn't a life either of them would wish upon their worst of enemies .

setting the lid onto the bubbling pot that would soon become a cream stew & placing the watering can back where it's kept , mi kyong takes off her apron to sit across from the friend who decided to come & visit . “ you really worry way to- uwaaah ?! ” blinking , the sensation of being kissed on the cheek still lingering . cheeks soon turning a cherry red , for someone who typically gave affection to others being on the receiving end was always such a surprise that mi kyong could never become accustomed to . in response , mi kyong can't help but grab cardia's cheeks & smoosh them together ! “ you can at least warn me ! geez your poker face is so hard read too . ”

[lorddiiavolo]

horclogium replied to your post: Can you imagine Diavolo making a promise to...

finally a promise sounds legitimate.

       hE ALWAYS KEEPS HIS WORD TO YOU,,, CARDIA,, HIS SWEET... ALWAYS.

phlcgmentine replied to your post: Can you imagine Diavolo making a promise to...

clem: i don’t trust it unless its a spit handshake

WHAT IS IT WITH YOU HUMANS AND YOUR STRANGE RITUALS OF TRUST?!!?! GOD

[lamentdom]

@horclogium​ said: Lucifer, sir, I'm so sorry... I truly did not expect him to actually go for it.

                                           ❛ AHH ------ I  TAKE  IT  YOU  WERE  THE  ONE  RESPONSIBLE  FOR  the sudden interest in holding a COWBOY EVENT. If it hadn’t been for your ‘ circumstances ’, I would have dealt a suiting punishment for ever suggesting that idea. Honestly ... that man is personally simple enough to please whenever it involves getting into TRENDS of humankind, including their history. For someone who is dubbed as a frightful DEMON LORD, DIAVOLO lacks playing the role before others. Should it come down to it and it was his desires to proceed with this ridiculous concept ... I suppose I have no other option but to prepare the set-up. Realize I expect one thing in return from you. I shall be seeing you ALONE in my chambers tonight for a proper scolding. ❜ 

[complures-aspiceres-archived]

@horclogium​ said;

She’s nervous and forgets to knock before barging into his room. “Chikage! I know you’re working, but we need to talk.” Her voice trembling, a very unusual thing for her calm self. There’s timid look at him before she settled down next to him. “Take my hand and listen." Cardia gave him only a nervous glance before giving his hand a tight squeeze. "W-we tried a lot of things., didn't we?” No! "I mean, we wanted children and I think..." A soft but nervous smile. "I think we did it, Chikage."

      Mild irritation flares as the bombarding of noise, having already been irritated with the writings on the papers sat in front of him. Annoyance lessens as ruby turns to look at the one responsible, a look rarely seen plastered on his mate’s face that causes him to set down the brush tipped with ink and turn his body towards her as she draws near. ( Earlier in their relationship, he may have immediately dismissed her and told her to let Shiranui or Amagiri know her issue, but he had softened towards her since then. )

       A blonde brow quirks upward before offering her his hand, a witty remark bitten back even though it rested on the tip of his tongue. Unsettled as this predicament might have made other men, with her behavior drastically different than usual, any sense of unease or unrest did not set in until the word ‘children’ let her lips-- a serious expression quick to fall upon his face in anticipation for words that he half expected to follow.

      They had nigh thought the possibility highly improbable, so much so that it hadn’t truly hit him yet. ( It likely wouldn’t until she began to show signs of pregnancy. ) “You think? Why, do you feel ill?” A pause as ruby irises flick down towards he stomach, as if he half expected it to be bigger already if it were indeed the case. “...Are you sure? I do remember you saying it would be extremely difficult.”

[starprint-a]

@horclogium​

❝   oh  wow,      mr.  joseph  was  really  not  kidding !!     my,    you’re  quite  the  pretty  thing  aren’t  you ?    adorable  !!   ❞

[chxldeas-a]

@horclogium​

Semiramis flashed a confident grin at the other woman as she came into view. The pair had been invited to a dinner party, and so they had to dress their best for the night. Cardia stepped forward, wearing a stunning black dress that highlighted her assets quite nicely. “Drop dead gorgeous” would have been a gross understatement, as Semiramis herself would say. She had picked out that gown for Cardia to wear tonight to match her own wine-red gown, and together, they drew the eyes of many a guest at the party.

“Come now, dear,” Semiramis said as she held out her hand for Cardia to hold onto. “No need to be shy. You look simply divine~”