#morrias

[sanctissimx]

🎠 for a scene with a childhood friend // FOR SYLUS 👀

meme.

🎠 for a scene with a childhood friend

(that AU we were plotting with @morrias ....) The sun had nearly finished describing the arc of its path in the heavens by the time Sylus had finished his organ practice in the east wing domus. He hugged the thick stack of sheet music parchments to his chest as he circumvented the gardens, heart beating wildly against the strain of his lungs in a cacophany of nerves that accompanied the pensive regret of staying so long at practice that he'd miss the last minutes of sunlight.

In his haste, the edges of the parchments dug unfeelingly into the soft bends of Sylus' fingers, prompting a curse under his breath. Those would smart tomorrow, but would not nearly be enough to dissuade him from practicing all day again. To even a trained ear, it would be difficult to find fault with his technique. But the foreign ward was well aware of the eyes on him, and the uncharitable comparisons that would naturally be made against the eminent prince of this land. He and Xavier had begun piano lessons at the same time, but it was quickly and evidently clear that any talent he might have posessed would never be recognized when measured against that of the darling of the kingdom. Not that Sylus had minded: Xavier was an exceptional student in any subject of matter, and was well worthy of the accolades lauded upon him. Xavier himself would find himself hard-pressed to find anyone more devoted and more impassioned about his victories than his childhood friend, who had never for a moment rued him anything. No jealousy, no competition, no resentment existed between them—and would not, if Sylus had his way. And if the only way to dispell any comparisons between them was to force recognition of his distinction in an incomparable instrument was how Sylus had to do it, then abandoning the piano to take up the organ was what he would do. And had done.

There were no regrets in that decision. Not really. Sylus had taken quiet well to the instrument, and practiced his registrations as often as he was able. He was quite deft at it now, to the reluctant pleasure of his instructors, but only after sacrificing hours, days, weeks to the study of his new instrument. But how many hours, days, weeks did he forsake the company of the prince? And the mysterious girl who had started coming with more frequent regularity these days? He'd heard of them spending afternoons together, with Dany teaching Xavier swordmanship. A sport Sylus could never catch up to Xavier's level in without intruction. Even if he'd wanted to. He'd already made up his mind to learn something vastly different. A long-range weapon, perhaps. Maybe even boxing? It hardly mattered.

He reached the hedge that lined the castle walls, followed it to the gate that would open to the rolling hills of pastoral green beyond. Even the noise of his boots tromping through the dried, fallen leaves underfoot could dampen the sound of Xavier's rare laughter. Muffled at first, like he's laughing through his nose, hesitant to allowsuch a bald display of pleasure. But Dany's laughter rings clear and bright bright, a delicate arpeggiation as airy as a windchime's crystals softly tinkling upon a summer breeze. Too beautiful not to encourage the fullness of Xavier's laugh, louder this time, and more free. Through a smile so uncommon and unlikely, Sylus' thoughts are a mess of remembrances of that smile, trying to imagine what it might look like after the entropy of time had faded its brilliance in his memories. Xavier laughs, like a low melody, accompanied by the descant of Dany's laughter like a perfect fioratura.

He pushed through the gate left ajar and roundedthe corner sharply, almost desparately, only to see the pair of them with their backs against the ivy-covered wall, pale blue forget-me-nots tucked behind their ears, brightly-colored frosting and crumbs of cookies and cakes remnant upon their fingers. For a moment, they look at him in surprise, but their delight is no less dimmed with his presence.

"Sylus!" It is Dany who calls him, scrambles to her feet, and pulls him over. Xavier smiles shyly at him as he places a cupcake in his hand, encouraging him with a twinkle in his deep blue eyes that Sylus could never disobey. In the distance, a group of pale white rabbits kick up a ruckus as the sun sets behind the treeline, other soon joining them as they wake with the crepuscule. Dany laughs at a dollop of bright blue frosting that adorns the sharp tip of his long nose, and Xavier who pinches it off and pushes his sugared thumb between Sylus' lips with a click of his tongue in joking admonition. Soon, the careful melody and the spritely descant are joined with a lively bass. And for a momeny, Sylus really does feel like there is a place for him after all: between the night and the day, the moon and the stars.

[inferaels]

╭ 𝒱. ・

Raphael lounges with a casual elegance, his coat draped across his shoulders like a mantle of authority. His eyes gleam with mischief as he leans forward, resting his chin lightly on steepled fingers. A slow, knowing smile spreads across his face, the kind that could charm a saint or damn a KING.

"AH, but don’t look so dour," he purrs, his voice a silken thread winding through the air. " You mortals—always weighed down by the misery of consequence. " He gestures, as if sweeping away an invisible burden. " Tell me, have you ever considered the freedom of relinquishing control? " He rises to his feet with an almost predatory grace, circling [ @morrias ] like a cat sizing up its prey. His boots echo softly against the floor, each step measured, deliberate.

" The burden of choice, " he continues, his tone dripping with mock sympathy, " is such a tedious thing, don’t you agree? Why agonize over morality, over right & wrong, when someone like me can shoulder that weight for you? "

[sanctissimx]

@morrias !

🎥 honkai: star rail | rondo across countless kalpas "then... how about a dance?"

[lrdvyke]

Gimme a meta on how championing against each lord was like

so, I struggle with this for two reasons: one, there's absolutely no information on how or whose Great Runes Vyke actually got his hands on. and two, while it is possible to simply go with what a majority of people are saying in that Marika is said to have many kids he probably got two from those nameless demigods, but I don't feel comfortable creating random oc's that could potentially have a Great Rune. ( there's also the other reigning theory that Vyke did all of this in his own timeline, not in the one we play in our game, and while it could very well be possible as that is a thing in Elden Ring, I feel it's boring and not at all fun to do when it comes to a collaborative setting / making of a story. ) however, what I tend to fall back on doing is taking already existing lore and try to fill the gaps to be in line with the game since I don't have the confidence in my ability to create something that'd fit with Elden Ring lore. so, this is my attempt, it may be bad but alas it's all I got until something better comes along lol

( also, small note, I run with the idea that Vyke's run changed a lot of things for us, so his Lands Between would have been a little different. at least in regards to Morgott and the dragons. )

FIRST. the Great Rune that Godrick has was not always his. with everything that we know of him, while he is part of the golden lineage, his blood is said to have been diluted due to generations between Godfrey and Godrick's birth. so much that he is not respected, is not seen as strong, is an embarrassment at best from what is said of him in game, which makes me think that he never really had a Great Rune until later. perhaps even tried to take Radahn's and Malenia's Great Rune, only to end up in failure. a sore spot for him, taking up grafting to be more powerful. thus, I think Vyke received Godrick's Great Rune from defeating someone else. due to it being the Anchor Rune, I want to believe it is someone somewhat closer in line of the Golden Lineage, like a nameless, forgotten demigod who doesn't matter in the state of things since they failed and died. and when Vyke was ultimately imprisoned, Morgott potentially gave Godrick the Great Rune, as it was his by right of inheriting, which perhaps is one other reason why his specter is at Stormveil Castle.

I like to think that Vyke won the first Great Rune early into his journey ( being almost a mirror to our Tarnished's journey ), perhaps as little as a couple weeks in, having already gained access to the Roundtable Hold. his Maiden was waiting for him when he woke, able to guide him from the start to the point where he was able to hit the ground running. thus, grace led him to the far north of Stormhill in Limgrave, to the Limgrave Colosseum, where he then fought his first demigod. high on adrenaline, the come down to when the demigod finally fell to getting that first Great Rune, there was a moment of disbelief. all Vyke could do was stare at the body, exhausted and aching, and then at the Great Rune that weighed nothing more than air while thinking to himself this is what he came back for. this is where his future lay. there was still that same disbelief for a short while after, even as he left the tower with the Great Rune in hand, feeling the power course around it.

SECOND. the second Great Rune is probably where I lose everyone lol, but I want to venture to say that the second one Vyke acquires is that of Ranni's after which she had cast aside of course ( or never had since she "died" before the shattering ). I read an interesting theory on the Great Runes not being randomly given, but assigned to specific demigods given the attributes and what they look like. Godrick's may very well be Godwyn's, especially given the vagueness of the description compared to the others, but since Godwyn died before he had claim of it, it simply went down the line of the Golden Lineage respectively. thus, in that same idea, Ranni had hers, but she discarded it ( or never claimed it ). where it went, I have an idea, not backed up by anything at all but merely me thinking it fits, that it's within the Uhl Palace Ruins, by using the Ainsel River Well on the eastside of Liurnia of the Lakes. throughout that specific area, there are two malformed stars ( further on is Astel ), that I venture to say are drawn by the Great Rune. and because I'm this far in stretching the lore, the one who has the Great Rune to protect it is one of the Nox Lords ( huge skeletons on the thrones ).

in acquiring the second Great Rune, it took Vyke a longer time in finding it. not just because he did not know where to look, but because he was somewhat distracted. around this time, he strays from the Golden Order and takes up with the Ancient Dragon Cult. therein he meets Lansseax, becoming her knight, and changing his goal to now usher in the Age of the Dragons. this time is also the slow start of the seduction of the Frenzy Flame by Shabriri, that doesn't come to a head until after his first trip into the Capital and seeing the thorns. it is in the middle of everything that he finds and wins the second Great Rune. at this point he is used to already having the first Great Rune, in knowing what the world is like, in what it takes from you, that he is more than prepared this time to taking on what will be, in his mind, his last fight before the throne. yet this one was harder, it took more out of him than the first, but he managed on shaken knees that could barely hold himself up after the fact. getting the Great Rune, feeling it try to join with the other he held as if it knew, was more of a relief to a worried heart than anything else. with it, there was hope on the horizon of a better day, of a better future where the fighting will cease, and a new, glorious Age will come to be.

the end of his story is one we all know well.

[kirkw4ll-a]

@morrias liked for a starter! (for isabela!!)

"i couldn’t sleep. i feel like i can never sleep again, frankly."

[roscvcins]

@morrias asked : plots please!! any of my cnovel lads!

I have not read the source media (rip it's rare that that happens to me nowadays XD) so i'm DOING MY BEST feel free to let me know if these straight up don't make sense!

for s.hen z.echuan!

if he wants a jianghu doctor friend / jie jie vibes there is Tang Tang, who has her own tragic “unfairly thrown by an emperor” story that may or may not be unlockable. I feel they may have very different approaches to revenge and present/future life going forward (she’s largely not pursuant of any kind of vengeance and spends her time doing her best to live her happiest, etc etc.). Probably could have a chat and some tea over a little pulse taking :’D

if he wants a possible ally / sword tm there is b.ai c.houfei. He doesn’t have very lofty goals! He just wants fame and, well, picking the right side (especially one in adversity) would theoretically give him that if success happens to…uh, happen. He’s very sharp and stabby and faintly unapologetic about it. A very good sword, if a little volatile (read: TOO stabby)

if he wants a frenemy! there is l.i c.hengze. I dont know how canons merge but as a prince in his own canon I assume they could be in slight opposition at least. C.hengze plots (tm) and he’s kind of shady but really he’s just fighting for his life in the game of thrones. In his spare time he likes living well - eating good food and reading and taking field trips around the capital. So they could be locked in some kind of plot off but a l s o occasionally r e l a x and have a plotless hotpot session XD

[sanctissimx]

There was always something unspoken between them, something furtive and fraught with meaning that could only be provisionally determined through differential determinations: the mutual, insistent warmth within the press of those legs; the sharpness of their words apposed to the softness in their gazes; the intention that was always lost once the act had been committed; the mourning for all the years lost betwen them.

They might have learned a tenderness to couch the fragility of their feelings, a kindness to ameliorate a lifetime of regrets. But both Yan Zhengming and Cheng Qian believed that their strongest defense for the disorder of both their hearts was an offensive to preclude any further hurt. Even if it meant hurting each other in meaningless ways.

Yan Zhengming let out a huff, directing his gaze purposefully away from the too-handsome draw of Cheng Qian's face, lest the flush upon his ears betray his delight at his closeness. "You didn't have to," he reminded him, not quite sharply, but not so gently that he didn't soundrather accusatory saying it. "You're not the elder brother. Let your second shixiong take responsibility for whatever foolishness he chooses to engage in. You just like telling people what to do."

He looked at him then. "You should save your concens for people who care about them, you know."

❝   𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒,      ❞ Cheng Qian quipped back, full of venom. Yet the moment Yan Zhengming sat down, close too he might add, he shifted his thighs to press their legs together as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He had long come to understand that even though his eldest martial brother and him could not possibly go one day without thinking the other is incompetent, rude, or silly -- they also craved the fulfillment of proximity and understanding. In this, Chen Qian caught it in Yan Zhengming's eyes as they seemed to glitter and glisten when peering at him just now.

Tilting his head, he pulled out the piece of wheat in his mouth and silently mouthed what ?

.... Only for the other to fluster him! Cheng Qian felt his collar grow warmer, his eyes flittering down in mute shyness and then flitting over to their two other siblings. ❝   So what?      ❞ He muttered, and crossed his arms. ❝   You should have been present to stop these two from getting into such a mess. Instead I corralled them to into the courtyard so they didn't drag burs in.     ❞

[hansolsticio]

pra mim o jeonghan é super cafajeste mas eu seria chifruda sorrindo

não acho que ele seja do tipo que coloca ponta, anon...

[sanctissimx]

“Have you ever wondered ? If the one to be devoured in the end would be you or me ?” from Jing Lin :3 ...

His tail twitched before he turned around to regard his wife. It was not so often as Cang Ji liked that Jing Lin found himself in a playful mood. Delighted—and wickedly so,— Cang Ji abandoned the wine he was warming on the stove to properly answer Jing Lin's question.

"Why should I wonder about such an ridiculous improbability?" he asked, a prideful disdain curling his bottom lip. He reached out to grab Jing Lin by his belt, pulling him into a firm yet wholly avaricious embrace. Cang Ji's arms wound about his slender waist like a vine, nearly crushing him to his chest.

"Only I have the power to devour heaven and earth," he explained in that pertinent way of his, callous and conceited, both. "And only I have the right to consume Lord Linsong in all the world, in every realm. I'd eat you up, to the last strand of your hair, so that no one else might have any piece of you. That is my right, that I bowed my head to heaven and earth, to those who came before, and to you to earn. Without dispute."

He bit the tip of Jing Lin's nose to punctuate his point. "Do you wish to try and devour me?" he asked, his voice now softening as it always did when he spoke to his wife. "Could you? Go on. I'd like to see you try."

[heavenknowsffs]

The way i always cry with this live video

[anditwentlikethis]

ESTAMOS NA FINAL CARALHO

[i6gyu]

Nana mulheeerr tô em coma, descobri só hoje que a devon aoki é irmã do steve aoki que fez o remix de mic drop e que ela também tem uma irmã igualzinha ela chamada echo v

MDS CHOCADA QUE ELES SÃO IRMÃOSSSS

[sanctissimx]

@morrias @idolatri

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE au

The four princes from Night and Ice, Sea and Sky

who is your favorite?

[hansolsticio]

amg eu sou doida p ler um q o seungmin é o melhor amigo da principal e ajuda ela a gravar seus conteúdos pro only fans mas em um dia ele não se aguenta de tesão e ele acabam fudendo 😭😭

oi, amor! só você sabe o quanto isso aqui demorou para acontecerkkkkkk mas tá aqui!

boa leitura, meu bem! 🫶🏽💖

[sanctissimx]

Lanzhou: [tentatively reaches for Xiao Chiye's chest] world hard & cold....hubby's tiddy soft & warm

did you send this to the right blog?

[yizhrt]

18:42 | pleno inverno e o rio tem a cara de pau de fazer 40 graus com sensação de 50 vsf maluco nmrl