#lightofcreation

[ashenprofessor]

Nuns among us

[generalzelgius]

𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅?

touch me with tender truth

you crave being known and held. you just want the warmth and pressure of another body against your own. sometimes, late at night when you're alone in your bed, your skin aches with the lack of touch. you've tried touching yourself, and it isn't the same. one time someone gripped your shoulder and squeezed it in passing, and you thought about it for weeks after - the ghost pressure of their hand lingering. don't you deserve it? consistent physical love and caring? i think so, i think you do. but i also have to ask - do you fear it even as you want? after all, if you get it then it might also be taken away. i hope that if you fear it, you push through past that fear. that you ask for the touch you desire and deserve. i hope that you get touched with love and kindness, wrapped up in warm arms and rocked from side to side until the tension and pain falls away layer by layer and only you are left.

tagged by: @aaternum ( tysm !!! )

tagging: @hiiraethus, @abyssleapt, @lightofcreation, @darksails, @seawrought, @liightbringr, @vairuler, @annjiru, @unforestalledreturn

[disgracedvessel]

Team starter for @berglietz @sacretic @lightofcreation @braveryinblue

The gate of illusion had opened to pitch darkness, like a rift in space. Compared to the endless snow and the damp, cave-like cold of Abyss, Julius had found it warmer and more inviting. He stepped through willingly, kindling a quiet hope that the world beyond might be that of dreams again.

Sensation came to die here. Surrounded on all sides by a yawning, infinite, echo-less nothing, there was almost no choice but to dissolve into it. Each step forward broke him into pieces until--

Gradually, the darkness began to lift. Soft white light illuminated a low ceiling in patches, forming an empty hallway that stretched on and on until it was swallowed up at the end by inky shadow. A footstep recalled Julius back to his own body, aware again that he had one, and feet, and ears with which to hear the noise that they made. He looked down at his hands and felt the darkness in his fingertips. A smoky miasma gathered around them to heed his blood's call.

Fuzzy, fragmented things began to peel themselves from the walls with jittery limbs and flickering existence, like candle flames faltering in the wind. Each one bore a featureless face, two arms, and were bipedal like humans. A fourth, larger shadow lurked behind them though, hunched down so that there was little one could make out from the darkness other than the curve of a spiny back. The ground rumbled with a low, continuous groan.

Taking a cautionary step back from the advancing figures, Julius became abruptly aware of others around him. As if in defiance of the nothingness they'd traversed, each of his own companions were bright with the glow of life and humanity, features fully formed and resolute. At the sight of them, Julius' own humanity returned. He smirked and threw out both of his arms.

"Step back. I've battled enough illusions during my time here that this little exercise will be no match for me."

But he made an assessment of his allies nonetheless. The only one he recognized among them was the somber mage he'd run into only once in Abyss, lilac eyes far too gentle for the shadows that hung beneath them. The name escaped him now, but he noted the way the man hung back even here, too. Another one looked cut from the same cloth, though this monk had the austere stature of importance, and a face beautiful enough to be an oil painting, which contrasted the remaining two fighters, each bearing claws and shields and a roughness around their cheeks that spoke of a lifetime of brawls for personal pleasure. The smaller of the two, however, could have very easily been some sort of court jester, rolling about in a set of bright red and white armor that he could hardly see out of.

Well, nonetheless, Julius would be the one to carry them to victory. He tapped one finger to the edge of his wide-brimmed hat and turned his back on his allies to face their enemies.

Julius 10/10HP casts Swarm! Roll: 18 + 4 = 22, Hit Shadow Recruit loses 0.5HP [1.5HP - 1 res] and is inflicted with -4 speed for one turn. Cannot counterattack

He turned his palms up and the miasma around his hands flared into bright indigo flames, plumes of smoke breaking apart and coalescing into a droning swarm of insects. Throwing one hand forward, the cloud followed and surrounded the nearest of their enemies, dropping it to its knees as its arm-like appendages raised to protect its head as any human would. Julius watched it thoughtfully for a moment.

"Inhuman though these things may appear, they still behave as any ordinary man might." He tossed the observation over his shoulder toward his allies, as if some throwaway coin from lord to servant. "I've granted you an opening, now get on with it."

Next: @berglietz

Fragmentary [Team 1 Bronze Round]

[roddy-prime]

“Oh little prime, you’ve had so much put on you. Come, why don’t you rest for a moment?” - lightofcreation

@thelightoflife

".....Primus....?"

[tellius-masterlist]

//Heron-King-Lorazieh, LightOfCreation and Skys-Shadow are all sideblogs to this one! No longer PARTICULARLY active, but still available upon request if anyone was looking for Lorazieh, Lehran or Naesala. Mun goes by "Tei" or "Lu."

They’ve all been added, and no worries about activity level! - Soren-mun

[songofserenes]

He chuckled. “When you reach my age, Princess, everyone is “little.” I still call your father “Little Lorazieh.”“

Oh, Goddess, he’d lived far too long.

“They suit you, my dear. You’ll have to choose a very pretty one for your wedding when the time comes.”

Ah, weddings. That thought was sometimes pleasant and sometimes a heavy burden. Before everything fell into ruin, she had been last in line. Her elder sisters would all be married first, that was the proper way to do things. She had been fourth in line for nuptials and commitments, and Leanne had rather liked it that way. It gave her the freedom to take her sweet time in figuring out marriage and romance.

But now she was the only princess left, and the only female Heron in the world. The need to marry and have children was a heavy one, and it dragged on her shoulders, even when her brothers and father tried to insist that she needn’t worry over it. She knew she still HAD to. To keep the Heron population alive at all, or even a memory, she had to have children--

“...Rhaid i mi gyfaddef, nid wyf yn gwybod os byddaf yn dyfeisio bwa o'r fath yn fuan neu beidio. Dydw i ddim eto fy ganrif ar hugain, ond nid oes unrhyw chwiorydd ger fy mron anymore. Dywedwch wrthyf, pa flodau yn eich barn chi fyddai'n gwneud i torch priodas da?” (I must admit, I do not know if I shall be devising such a bow soon or not. I’m not yet to my first century, but there are no sisters before me anymore. Tell me, what flowers do you think would make for a good wedding wreath?)

[kingkilvas-blog]

“Well, if there’s any truth to the rumors…I would ask a favor of you, or at least a deal.”

“A deal is more up my alley. I don’t give away any knowledge I have for free.”

“What do you want to know? I’ll tell you what I think its worth.”

[whisper-in-the-winds]

Lehran, A-2. I am, after all, famous for my side-eye--albeit not so much in the FE fandom.

{It’s amazing how much better my doodles in my sketchbook come out.

This is the face I’m making at my tablet.}

[fxdelitas]

/)///v///(\--lightofcreation

Send me “/)///v///(\” to see how my muse would talk about yours, to another person.

From a hidden note, lodged between holy scriptures and worn leather notebooks.

Father Koel,

We may have a situation on our hands. It’s not particularly one I’d be too worried about, but as you’ve told me over and over, any news is still news.

The Prime Minister of Tellius has decided to pay our capitol a visit, for reasons I have no way of fathoming. It’s not every day a dignitary whose time nor trade routes crosses with ours pays a visit to our small and humble realm. Regardless of any unspoken attachment I am currently ignorant to, the Outrealms are still too great a distance to be covered for anyone’s sake. 

Travelling to another continent without a map or heading of their destination is a challenge in itself, let alone to learn the common tongue, and speak it with enough flair and command to put most people to shame. 

He came for a reason. Great boundaries are never crossed without an equivalent amount of sentiment, and because of which, I dread to leave it unchecked.

In short, I worry about his presence here, Revered Father. I shall keep my eyes open for you, for I know it would worry you the same.

Yours,Little Songbird.

[ashenprofessor]

Sephiran looked out of place in the tent, tired from the days work no doubt. Byleth had led a pretty physical demanding life before teaching but even this was a bit much.

"Not really" Byleth agreed "I have learnt something about 'unfair labour' and I'd love to learn more about 'workers rights'"

Possibly revolution too but they weren't going to mention that until they could gauge Sephiran's position on the matter. Their response was partly continuing the joke, partly as a though testing the waters.

"I've heard talk among others of doing something about it"

I'll huff, puff and blow your bridge down

[generalzelgius]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ?

the almost kiss

you're unsure about things, always hesitating. why is that? maybe there's something to lose for you, but maybe (just maybe) the risk is worth it. you're the moment when the main characters lean in, lips parted and almost touching. but it's not the actual kiss everyone loves, it's the anticipation. when they look into each other's eyes before their lids flutter close. and there's a lot of frustration when things are interrupted. trust me though, you're a lot more memorable than the actual kiss. you're nervous, but at the end of the day all you want is to be loved.

tagged by: no one, i stole it :' ) tagging: @hiiraethus, @abyssleapt, @lightofcreation, @darksails, @seawrought, @bonescribes (kurama), @heartwilled (leanne), @nobilismare (nailah), @annjiru, @unforestalledreturn

[generalzelgius-archive]

"Oh, don't mind me. Just enjoying the view." --Lehran

meme | status: accepting

  "Are you really now?"  He questions, a smirk playing upon  his thin lips as he continues to undress.  "I didn't take you as the kind  to sit back and just watch."  He feigns embarrassment now,  to tease him,  raising his hands to cover himself.  "You shameless thing, you."

[aspiring-lady-of-blades]

[text] Did you have to text me at 3 AM? --Lehran

[text] THERE WAS A GIANT SPIDER IN MY ROOM AND I MEANT TO TEXT MY FRIENDS BUT THEN I MASS TEXTED EVERYONE I'M SORRY PLS DON'T LOWER MY GRADE ITS ALREADY BAD ENOUGH!

[text] Weirdly, the pizza shop owner texted me back too. Good customer service.

[text] BUT THERE'S STILL A SPIDER AND IT'S BIG AND I NEED SOMEONE TO KILL IT!

[songofserenes]

"It's been a long time since I saw you with one of these, Little Leanne." He places a flower crown on her head.--lightofcreation

Give my muse an item and see how they react.

The princess could not help but to smile at the gesture. Yes, it had been some time since the innocence of youth. Many still treated her as if she were the child from before the massacre, but she had been forced to grow up too.

“Diolch i chi, Lehran. Rwy'n ofni nad wyf yn cyn lleied anymore, ond yr wyf yn dal edmygu harddwch y torchau.”(Thank you, Lehran. I'm afraid I'm not so little anymore, but I still admire the beauty of wreaths.)

[kingkilvas-blog]

"Rumor has it that your information machine still operates in top form, Naesala." --lightofcreation

Rumour has it...

“Hmmmm~ I wonder where those rumors start.”

“Curious, curious.”

[serenesprince-blog]

lightofcreation:

"That much is true. I never…never intended those terrible things to happen. It…the…the tragedy in Serenes…"

It felt like a shallow excuse, but nonetheless, it was the only explanation he had.

"When I went to the Forest during the Massacre, I…I tried to calm the Medallion. But there was such chaos around me, so much fear…the magic overcame even me. My own heart was thrown out of balance…I lost sight of everything. When I finally began to come to my senses, I…it was too late to stop what had already been started. Eventually, it…"

He sighed.

"I would beg you not to tell your father this next bit, Reyson. Eventually it became an elaborate suicide attempt…one that was, once again, foiled in the end. So, to answer the question simply, I never intended to betray anyone."

"...I feel you have told me one of the most important secrets of yourself. For that, I will not tell another soul, let alone just my father. It is up to you if you wish to tell my sister and brother, but I myself will not repeat this to them."

He would give Lehran a second chance if the other needed it. After all, Reyson too had been given chances he hadn't expected, and from Beorc out of anyone. Lehran had not been the only one to change because of the Serenes Massacre, and blaming him for changing his views on Beorc because of such a thing was by no means something Reyson had in mind. Those people had been thoughtless, attacking those who would not even lift the smallest of weapons. They were far too delicate to have murdered anyone, much less someone of such great power. Those murderers hadn't even put a thought to it, looking only to vent their rage on anyone they could. Their Apostle would have been every bit disappointed in her people for their careless mistake.

"I, too, once changed because of the loss of my family. I cannot say I blame you for the actions you took out of that pain. Years ago, during the last war, I had no idea Ike and his company were fighting to rescue me... and I had almost destroyed them and my pursuers. I labeled them as humans, giving no regard to them as individuals. Had Tibarn not stopped me, or rather, persuaded me to stop, Ike and many others I now care about would have been killed, and at my own discretion. Though I did not act back then, the thought was still fresh in my mind, and the intention was every bit there. I... may have ended up like you if I did not have Tibarn. Though I believe you had gone too far with the idea of destroying every other Laguz, you and I are not that different."