#serandipity

[dcviated]

things oft spoken to cats :: open

@serandipity sent: "alright, pack your bags. I'm sending you to the circus." - Bianca to Diluc c:

"...excuse me? The circus? Difficult to pack when I haven't unpacked. Not that I want to burden you so quickly." A beat, Diluc clears his throat lest his tongue escape him. "I apologize if I offended you. Maybe you found something funny with my introduction-" The tone used had departed from the prepared declaration and decorum-laden discussion with her father. Now that they were in private, he had ... hoped to keep up some of that mantle. Exasperation had mixed in with the confusion.

Warnings had been given to Diluc. That the daughter of Jasper de Saint-Coquille had her own quirks. Friendly advice while setting up this... harmless deception. Yes. Some level of standoffish behavior is to be expected with arranging a marriage. Bianca, however, was already about rivaling his own when dealing with the Knights.

"You had struck me as someone who would appreciate formalities and respect, miss Bianca. I wasn't being… a clown... I've seen a circus before, and I assure you I am a far cry from being so frivolous." Though perhaps he had laid it on a little thick beforehand. For all his business practices, the young scion had damn all experience with marriage.

But to drive out the villainy that lurked in the darkness...

[vierandancer]

@serandipity

Meiko did her very best to visit the First at least once a month. Not solely to check in on the state of the world itself, but because she missed so many people. Especially --

"Ryne!"

Meiko found Ryne with little trouble in the marketplace and made an immediate B-line for the teen, waving as she approached.

"Your usual delivery Viera -- Viis is back wi'another round o'letters from th'Source," she greeted, handing over a few letters. "I trust nothin' else has gone awry in th'last few weeks?"

She tried not to overly gush, but she really was so proud of how far Ryne had come. She looked to be more confident every time she saw her, and always did all she could to impress that upon Thancred when she saw him next.

[goldeiafortuna]

†. ┊ @serandipity » starter call

†. ┊ It was disgusting and vile, in her eyes, to even dare make a child wear a collar. Collars were for pets, not children, ❝A child shouldn't wear something like that. Do you need help removing it?❞

[crystalmarred]

21, 22, 23!

— FROM TALKING TOPICS ;; ( @serandipity ) mention of @vierandancer and @diademreigned.

21 — your current RPC. I've been writing in the community on and off since about 5.3 or so, with a few breaks here and there, some longer than others. Took a long break and ended up coming back around May 2023 when Lanna suggested it. Completely closed off, only writing with people I already knew, then she suggested I follow Artie, who had only recently joined the fandom and was still at the start of Shadowbringers. Meeting them is easily one of the best things that has ever happened to me, so despite having had issues in this fandom previously, I owe it a lot. You know you've found something good when your static lead comments on you being noticeably happier.

22 — another RPC you’re part of. None, technically? This is my only RP blog and I intend to keep it that way. That being said, I am adding at least one muse from the Drakenier fandom, and I can't really say anything about that since I don't really intend to interact with the RPC specifically. The games cover just about every taboo subject there is and that's the kind of thing I'm extremely selective about.

23 — another RPC you’re no longer part of. Final Fantasy XV. I went backwards, from XV to XIV. I really enjoyed my time with this one and spent a couple years there, writing a multitude of characters. Noctis, Prompto and Verstael were some of the ones I enjoyed the most. I had a lot of fun when I was there, but fell out of it prior to Shadowbringers releasing because I started playing XIV and was too busy doing that to write anything.

[booksofadventures-archived]

"Ex-Excuse me, I'm really sorry to bother you but could you tell me where I am?"

Sora had once again excepted a jump as they called it at this point. In one place one moment and then into the unknown the next. Right now they had just stumbled out from where they had suddenly come to be.

Hand on their head from a headache and slightly nauseous feeling that had come with this sort of travelling - something that Sora and their invisible to everyone else patron was trying to work on.

"...I-I'm so sorry I know it's a strange thing to ask."

{ you liked the call and got a sora! ; @serandipity }

[goldenthreadstories]

@serandipity with a continuation!

Sora would lightly press a couple of their fingers to their forehead, running it over their forehead to feel for the cut, they hadn't even realised that yet. The flinch when they did run their fingers over the area, okay yep that hurt a little.

They should probably accept the help so they would look up to Mipha now with a soft nod and a smile. They had a fuzzy feeling of something they could do similar, maybe for others too or some other kind of magick.

"I-I'd appreciate it Mipha..thank you."

After the healing, Sora would do their best to stand now carefully a soft smile. A little bit of a wobble but they held out their hands to balance a few deep breaths and they were stood, not feeling like they could walk right away but still.

"I'm fuzzy...but I think I was running...from something...?"

[themoonlitmonarch]

Starter for @serandipity (Murakumo!)

Ryker had heard that whenever Murakumo broke something within his own inn, it was usually Murakumo who worked to fix it. He could maybe understand why he didn’t want to come to Palmo for help… like… he got it. If you let Palmo renovate your building, you would have to be prepared to have a building that was partially made out of ice, or bedazzled stone or something crazy like that. Of course, Palmo would find a way to make it work. It was Palmo! Palmo was amazing at what he did. Buuut Ryker totally understood that his designs weren’t always people’s cup of tea.

But it wasn’t rare at all to hear Murakumo mention how he had accidentally broken something within his inn again, due to his own strength, and it was getting to a point where Ryker began to wonder if maybe an inn made entirely out of diamond or something was a necessity in this case. Maybe it would at least last longer than the materials that the inn was currently built from. Still, Ryker respected Murakumo’s decision to just repair his place by himself and chose not to bother with it. He wasn't going to force the man to accept help.

It was… a lot harder to ignore when Ryker had entered the building right as he saw Murakumo nearly go through the floor as the wood gave out beneath his feet. Ryker could only blink a couple of times in shock as he watched Murakumo pull his feet out from the hole and then, almost like he was on autopilot, Ryker gravitated over to Murakumo to hold out a hand for the taller man to take before leaning down to examine the hole closely.

“... Is this a new problem or is this a common feature for the Blue Moon?” Ryker raised an eyebrow, glancing towards the purple haired werewolf before running a hand across one of the broken pieces of wood, trying to access the damage and to see if there was a problem with the wood itself or if it was just Murakumo’s strength being Murakumo’s strength again. Since this was a bathhouse, he couldn’t really discount the possibility of there being some kind of water damage.

[pri-rp]

☛ midna to twilight princess link.

Throw a Baguette!

The way he immediately catches it out the air with a bit of a leap... sure, dexterity and precision are on display. The baguette between his teeth, however, do everything to diminish the absolute glare he's leveling at her for the impromptu fetch session. the baguette is bit straight through, two pieces falling to the ground as there's a quicker chew and swallow.

"Not cool Midna, Not Cool." Aw, lil wolfy's embarrassed.

[musehiideaway]

@serandipity liked x for a starter

She’d thought she was going to die. Maybe she still would. Maybe death stood in the shadows, beckoning to her from the corner of the unfamiliar room she awoke in, her skull aching as if she’d been pounded over the head with a rock. Her body felt equally as worn and damaged, which made sense considering she’d lifted her right arm to find it bandaged with bloody gauze. 

Blinking back the exhaust that threatened to pull her into unconsciousness once more, Benedikta made an attempt to clear her throat, though she noticed her mouth felt dry as the barren lands overtaken by the blight. 

How long had she been unconscious?

It was then that she noticed movement from the corner of the room — a silhouette stepping from the shadows. Perhaps death had in fact stood in her room, watching and waiting for her to return to this realm. Perhaps death had sent one of its messengers to finally finish the job. She attempted to push herself into an upright position, but she winced and shuddered in pain as her body protested at the movement. 

And that was when she heard the all-too-familiar silky voice that had once been a constant in her life — telling her she should lie back down if she knew what was good for her.

“You—“ Her voice was a dry rasp as her head snapped up, focusing on the frame of the male as he stepped into the light. “Cidolfus—“ His name was a croak from her still cracked and swollen lips as she squinted in the dim light at the man. “Where am I?”

[dutifulsilence]

@serandipity sent: Mipha wishes…… to hold his hand and cuddle! (Scandalous smh)

There's a soft smile on his lips, a subtle upturn of the corners of his mouth, but it's the way Link's eyes brighten that really shows his feelings as he holds his hands out to Mipha. It was such a simple desire admitted from her, one that Link would gladly grant any time she wished for it.

"Is that all you want?" Link's voice is so gentle as he speaks up. "You could ask me for anything, you know."

[dcviated]

@serandipity || surely not just errands in phorora

A normal person might rent a room at an inn. The stay would be a few short weeks. There were several well respected establishments in Phorora to choose from on that front. Inns. Hotels. Classy rooms and vacancies that would all but fight for his patronage and presence.

Diluc bought a home instead. A charming yet functional space located above a vetted business in the business district. Amenities. Luxury. All Diluc needed was the balcony on the upper level. Accessible. It could serve as a base of operations for himself and the staff that had accompanied him.

For his needs that would suffice. All the fancy architecture and embellishments were frivolous silver lining that cast nary a glow on the grim goals that constituted his true aim and purpose. Rooting out the evil that was casting a spreading shadow over Norad.

Today was long before him. Part of the first stage of his plan- outside of proposing to Bianca- was to have rumor of his presence and engagement spread. After being cooped up in the home for the few days a stretch of the legs was needed. Showing face. Casing the establishments. Mapping the alleyways.

Hillie had surely started the rumors while out on her errands, Diluc just had to give evidence to their validity.

Oh? But what was this shop? A smaller establishment nestled along a strip of buildings. Glass window offering a peek into some wonderful delicacies. And something sweet was just what he needed when bitter flavors and sour memories of his conversation with Bianca still itched at his mind. A quick diversion. Patronizing local businesses was always wise.

[speargifted]

@serandipity replied to your post “Joshua has appeared! What to do? **** Brush...”:

Dion brushes it off. (go away unwanted step brother!)

"Nobody loves you, Dion."

[goldeiafortuna]

†. ┊@serandipity » i want you to understand something. i am a monster. || From Rokurou » meme

†. ┊❝Is that supposed to scare me or somethin?❞ as far as she was concerned monsters were far more enjoyable and less frightening than humans. ❝If you mean like an actual monster and not a metaphorical one~, are you single?❞

[crystalmarred]

Is there something petty or minor that would cause you not to follow a person?

— FROM MUNDAY STYLES & PREFERENCES ;; ( @serandipity )

Took me a bit to think of a reason that would be inherently petty, but I've got one now. If I look at a relatively new blog that's about a month old and they're promoting another new blog they just made, there's a good chance that blog is dead or going to be very soon.

It's just something I've noticed that people will make a new blog, advertise it on their still relatively new blog, then disappear onto it and never return. Or return months later for a short period before the cycle repeats and just... no, thank you. I've tried to stick with people like that and it just gets exhausting.

As someone who prefers longer threads, it can be so frustrating to get 1 or 2 replies into a thread before the person yeets off to another blog. I wanna write more than just our characters introducing themselves to one another or having small talk every time they hop to a new blog.

Thank you, but no. I've dealt with that before and will not be doing so again.

[sapientiiae]

@serandipity asked: That’s it. You can take a lot more, don’t you? Hold on to me. erotic, sexual, sensual and some kink sentence quotes

This wasn’t the first time she’d lead the member of the Royal Guard up to her bedchamber, nor was it the first they’d undressed one another and fallen back onto the expanse of silken sheets, a tangled mess of limbs and pressed lips. Goddesses above, he was one of the most beautiful men she’d ever laid eyes on, which should come as no surprise considering he was crafted by the Goddess herself. 

He was as extraordinary in his human form as he was a dragon of light, and despite having seem him undressed multiple times already, she couldn’t help but to marvel as she stared up at his naked form while he crawled over her. His hair was golden as her own as it fell into his amber eyes, and his upper body was as impeccible as a marble statue — well-sculpted abdomen, chest, and arms that made her breath hitch at the back of her throat.

Then there was his other equally as impressive feature.

The princess certainly couldn’t forget how well-endowed he was. She felt the muscles in her back and arms tense for a moment as he nudged the head of his erection at her entrance, coaxing Zelda into opening her legs wider to allow him to slide in more easily. She was already so wet with desire for him, and as she splayed her legs apart, Dion worked to slowly sheath his cock into her inch by glorious inch. 

Twisting her left wrist, slender fingers knotted into the sheets beneath her as she let out a choked groan, her walls tightening in resistance around his cock. For Farore’s sake, you’d think she’d be used to this by now, but for some reason he felt so much larger tonight. 

Slowly did the male roll his hips, thrusting a bit deeper inside of her with every pump. With each movement she felt herself stretched to be able to accommodate his full length, her head tipping back and mussing her long golden strands as she bit back a whimper. Another slow thrust had her arching her back till her breasts were pressed flush against his chest, the weight of his body against her own providing a gratifying feeling as he buried himself another inch. He wasn’t sheathed to the hilt just yet, so to speak, but by the Goddesses they were so close.

“That’s it. You can take a lot more, don’t you? Hold on to me.”

Eyes of sapphire snapped open for her gaze to land on Dion’s face, taking in the perfection of him as she sank her teeth into her bottom lip before giving two silent nods of her head, ever eager to please. 

Releasing the white-knuckled grip she had on the sheets, both hands instead found their way at the guard’s back, palms grazing over the well-defined muscle along his spine until her hands found purchase at his shoulders. With a curl of her fingers, her nails dug deep into the flesh at his shoulder blades, dragging down slightly and leaving trails of red scratches in their wake as Dion gave another thrust — rougher this time — sinking the full length of his cock inside of her. 

“Dion—“ His name was a gasp from betwixt parted lips before he pulled all the way out to the tip then slammed into her again, earning a loud moan that reverberated off her bedchamber walls. 

[hyliagenesiia]

@serandipity sent: 💋 for aqua

Having spent some time with Aqua now, Zelda truly found the other woman fascinating and she enjoyed their conversations. The knight - a Keyblade Master, so Aqua had told her - had a certain draw on Zelda, something that seemed to grow stronger as they walked Hyrule together. So much so that Zelda had needed to snap herself out of certain daydreams around the other woman, thinking it inappropriate of her to think of such things as kissing this lovely, amazing hero in her own right.

But now, then, it was Aqua who requested the kiss and, Hylia help her, Zelda could not say no.

She brought her hands up to cut Aqua's face, leaning in gently as she stood on her toes to press her lips against the other woman's lips in a slow, light kiss - a tamer version of the kisses she'd find herself fantasizing of sharing with Aqua. Zelda felt a little shy, even as she gently deepened the kiss, draping her arms over Aqua's shoulders.

And after a moment, she pulled away from the kiss, a little reluctantly. "I - I hope that was pleasant for you?"

BONUS