#starvingtongue

[seraphdescent]

You know what, I'm very intrigued to hear what you think their relationship would be like, so ✿ for Leblanc and Rinoa

@starvingtongue

First off, Rinoa is OBSESSED with her fashion. While Rinoa wears a lot of blue and white, pink is her favorite color and Rinoa probably met LeBlanc by marching right up to her and telling her how amazing she looks with absolute sparkles in her eyes. She's hot, she's confident, and she's ready to take on the world. Rinoa would be taken from her quite quickly.

But the confidence aside, Leblanc would quickly become someone Rinoa feels comfortable with as the woman takes in others to her community when they've nowhere else to go and are otherwise outcasted. Though she may be loud and brash, Rinoa sees the heart of gold LeBlanc has first and foremost. Though Rinoa would want to dodge exactly why she's outcasted, I think Leblanc could figure it out on her own if she really wanted to.

[ there's also a bit of kinship there; Rinoa's home as much French influence and Leblanc's name reminds her a bit of home, which she rarely gets to see and does miss in spite of her issues with the government ]

✿ Given Rinoa's mother was a pianist performer before eventually becoming a singer with at least one major global hit - Eyes On Me ( and given the French ties they've got ), it's probably a likelyhood Leblanc knows that song in spite of its age - one of those timeliness love songs. Rinoa was trained much of her youth to be the next 'Julia'; while she knows how to sing, she often opts not to until she hears Leblanc's singing voice and the love and passion behind what she was doing - something Rinoa didn't have. If Leblanc is in need for a pianist, Rinoa's hand is up at the opportunity to be apart of it.

✿ Rinoa is self taught in matters of fashion. While she's got an eye for it, actually making it is a whole other beast. While she had more than time on her hands being kept guard of via her strict regulations ( she totally ran away and might be wanted but shh details ; she's living it up with Leblanc now ). Talent was there, it just needed fine-tuning and that fine-tuning was taught to Rinoa via the goons [ lol ].

[valiantseeker]

"You fight very well, you know ?" Paine doesn't seem like the most talkative person at all, but Locke always chats while traveling. This world is crazy. He's glad his friends are here, of course, but it's also impressive to see all these heroes from other worlds, who have a lot in common with them while also being different. "You're Yuna's friend, right ? She has been talking about you for a while."

@starvingtongue / paine ❤'d !

[monmuses]

@starvingtongue asked: Invention - How good is your muse at problem solving? Have they ever invented something to solve a problem they were having? Do they have any current ideas that they would like bring into the world? Would they keep their inventions private or share them with the world? (for Torgue) ; Runescape Skilling Inspired Headcanons

much to everybody's surprise, he has solid problem-solving skills! one of the easiest examples of him finding a solution was him inventing guns that could shoot explosives without them destroying the entire gun. his whole concept for explosive guns changes the gun market on Pandora, and he just enjoys what he does.

he's not a private guy (only in certain circumstances) by any means, but he'd share his inventions for others. he doesn't exactly worry about competition; he's just here to have fun.

[cornelianlute]

@starvingtongue || for paine !

Finding herself a brief moment of reprieve, Sarah takes a seat on a rock nearby and sighs. This place was altogether different from home and though she relished the chance for an adventure, her mind does often drift back to her family and her home. Was everyone doing alright? Were they safe inside the city? Would she ever return home? Pulling out a lute, she begins to strum a few notes to think other thoughts when she hears the sound of footsteps. Looking up, she recognizes the newcomer to their entourage - one of Yuna's friends - and asks, "Are you feeling lost, too? Or are you also looking for a moment of peace?"

[tamedgod]

“New Years Kiss” for Haru from Zephyr. Maybe a nice smooch on the cheek?

new years kiss! // @starvingtongue

it's midnight on a most beautiful eve to the new year, light snow slowly falling around them. xiao, who was much less of a night owl, had passed out before they could make it this late. this left herself and zephyr side by side, the pair huddled up around the fire when haru felt the other's lips brush her cheek. a traditional new year gesture, one that made the cat smile softly. stormy grey eyes search the woman's warm brown ones for a moment, before she leans over to press a gentle kiss of her own to zephyr's cheek in return.

"happy new year, zeph."

her words were sweet, spoken softly as to not disturb the big man beside them. her gaze lingers on zephyr's own for a moment, before haru leans over to rest her head on the woman's shoulder. her eyes close in thought, the cat heaving a great breath as she relaxed alongside the other. they'd been traveling together for a while now, taking everything one step at a time. this slower life was still an adjustment to haru, and she was sure it was for xiao as well.

but she was glad to have made a friend to spend it with.

"what do you hope for for yourself this year? i think i... want to learn something new. maybe... magic. or archery? i had a... a good friend who was amazing with a bow. i know it took him a long time to get good, but everyone starts somewhere, right?"

[whiteofelijah]

Starving

[lordvile]

@starvingtongue : ❛ uh, forgive me. i only wish to stay one night. ❜ (from Zephyr)

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐲 forms of the cave bulge out. an idle threat. the heart of something ancient. the fading cage of something old and hungry.

from the solemn sanctity of his shrine , he manifests. a burgundy haze dissipates into near-human form. vile sits on the base of his carved likeness. leans back , hands on stone. crosses his legs. descent of the sun a glimmer in his eyes. the entire night stretches before him. endless just as she is.

❝ only one? ❞ a soft tilt of the head. the bait seems unintentional and he has taken it all the same. a scratching in his own throat and some grating sound ringing in the back of his mind. ❝ surely you do not come to my shrine with such trivial wishes. ❞ and he could offer her so much more. eternity is clay molded in his fingers — precise and folding and he knows it. so well , he knows it. ❝ go to an inn , if that is truly your only wish. but i do sense you want more. ❞ vile leans forward , the faintest ghost of a smile on his lips. ❝ i am well versed in your kind , after all. ❞

[braskide]

𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, like a creature wishing to be born, its voice melodic & scary. yet she lets it rest, and her feet are jumping to the rhythm of this unknown beat. everyone is happy, everyone is celebrating even on a regular day — now that sin is no longer ( has not been for years ), now that any other threat is long forgotten ( treasure hunting is not as fun as one would hope ). yuna insists on this dancefloor, heels clicking in conjunction with her apparent happiness, tapping with each jump, letting her arms free in her hair to this loud music, just barely loud enough to overcome the voices that push from within. she lets them rest, only for this night, only so that paine might watch her from afar instead.

many times she wondered just how close they were to each other — or how far. this physical distance now pains her, and when eyes lock with her partner in crime’s gaze, it’s her time to move. she knows that spira takes and takes, but tonight it won’t. her braid tickles the back as she passes through the crowd to get to her, and once she’s in reach, hands get a hold of her very own with a tug. ❝ come! ❞ neon lights barely shadow her, and a breath is almost choked on, but her tone is clear and loud enough to surpass the beat’s volume. ❝ paine, let it happen — just let it happen. ❞ for tonight. just tonight.

@starvingtongue ; 🎁 for paine!

[wolfclad]

✶ a small starter for @starvingtongue

Night air clung like a burial shroud, suffused with Winterhold’s frozen breath. A flicker of movement at the edge of his vision – too quick to be human, too sure to be animal – caught his attention. Farkas’ hand flew to his sword, instinctive, but it wasn’t the bandits that threatened, not yet. He could smell it, feel it in the very marrow of his bones: the vampire.

Zephyrine. She came from the shadows like a thing both foreign and familiar, a flicker of pale fire in the moonlit dark. Poised, daggers already drawn, her eyes were alight with the same hunger that burned within him. She was everything that he feared and everything that intrigued him, their paths crossing at fate’s pleasure.

In a dance of blades and spells they fought, side by side, against a band of bandits whose lives they snuffed out with terrifying ease. Zephyrine moved like a shadow – silent, swift, precise – while he tore through them with brute force, with animalistic savagery.

When the last of their foes fell, Farkas stood, chest heaving, a growl rumbling deep in his throat – the beast was always close, always slavering to break free. His contract for the Companions was fulfilled, but whatever compelled Zephyrine had her rummage through the bandits’ possessions with purpose. Seeking an artefact, perhaps. Silver eyes were trained on her, simmering with strange curiosity.

[tidesfate]

“&– - The privilege of being makes a strong case, doesn't it?” // @starvingtongue liked for a QUOTES STARTER

[general-kalani]

{ @starvingtongue liked for a starter from Pagan Min! }

"What in the HELL ARE YOU?! What are you doing in my palace?! MY kingdom of Kyrat?! I demand answers and as King of Kyrat you shall obey, thank you."

[yunhuntress]

@starvingtongue continued from: [x]

The huntress continued to lean finding herself closing her eyes in pure comfort against Paine. It wasn't so strange granted they had gotten rather close as friends since their journeys together quite a while ago. Fang was fully relaxed in the shade away from the sun at the moment. It was rare for her to have her guards down in such a fashion but she had no fear of Paine turning around and hurting her.

Keeping green eyes closed for a moment, she smiled hearing her companion. It was nice to hear such things from the other woman as well as how soft her voice sounded at the moment. Maybe they were both able to just be themselves for a change without the need to put up warrior facades all the time.

"I'm glad for that cause I don't want anyone else to lean on but you, Paine."

[moonrevolutions]

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°✩₊˚.⋆ @starvingtongue. meme. still accepting!

less of an unpopular opinion again and more of a pondering. about a year ago... or maybe 2..... i blocked someone because they kept being like ' u like my canon, why dont u follow my oc?! if u follow my canon here and u dont follow my oc you should block me because you obviously dont care about me ' and rah rah rah and all other sorts of gutterbutt behavior. she did this shit every single day and i had enough like i may be a bitch but that kind of negativity is exhausting.

it's not on ur followers to make ur other blogs interesting enough to follow. that's on u to make ur other blogs interesting enough to follow. dont put the buck on ur followers and act like it's their fault that ur a flop. u should be thankful u have followers at all, mamas.

i have multiple blogs. i mean.... u never see them cuz i just dont have the emotional bandwidth to handle them all, but if i wanna do something on them. ill link them and be like u can join in on the shenanigans if u want.... and most people do that. most people are kind and sensible enough to just be like ok here u can follow me here!

but then u have these shrill, shrieky, no-talent havin ass people who dont prove their salt guilt tripping others into following their other half-assed muses that even they barely care about. that shit aint the wave.

yeah like no shit people might not wanna follow ur new blog. u havent given them a reason to peruse and get interested in what u have to offer on it.

be compelling enough to follow and stop blaming people who are minding their own business and just trying to write.

[moonspower]

“Dear Diary” (specifically for something from his ffx verse?)

✨ @starvingtongue. meme. still accepting! ft. @meyvn of course!

I feel insane over all of this shit going on right now and maybe that's because I'm a failure. My pilgrimage is a bust, my home has been destroyed, my grandparents are dead, all of my neighbors are dead, and I've lost so many people. So many people, I can't even count anymore. I've been sending so many souls to the Farplane—they keep uncovering corpses from the rubble. I don't know what to do with myself. It shouldn't have been this way. It's been days since the destruction of Kilika by Sin and the body count rises.

People shame me for not doing what I needed to do. Not directly to my face, but they say enough for me to read between the lines and pick up that they're disappointed in me. I don't really blame them, I made a promise before I left this place.

It's unfair to blame myself. A lot of summoners really don't make it to Zanarkand, but I could have fucking made it. I was too afraid. And, I hated my guardian. The journey with him was pretty much over by the time we got on the boat and left Kilika. There was no way in Hell I'd actually trek across Spira with him.

At the same time, I should've loved Spira enough to finish my training earlier and get a move on. Maybe I'm just looking for a place to put my negativity. And, I'm completely jaded by my faith. So much of my life was wasted on Yevon. Worship, the temples, apprenticeship, scripture, trials, trying not to sin. For what, though? For fucking what? I'm in my twenties, I don't even know who I am! I never got to find out! I was too busy kneeling down and putting my head to stone, praying! And, still, I spend my days now dancing for the dead.

This is a life wasted. I'll never get those years back; instead, I'm going to meander through my entire days wondering what I could've done and who I could've been had I not devoted myself to becoming a summoner when I was just a child. Why do we let children make this decision knowing that a completed pilgrimage means death? I miss my best friend. Nooj should be with me. I don't even know if he'd acknowledge me. He doesn't write to me anymore.

I did hear whispers that he's coming back, but we'll see.

I'm just not happy, right now.

[royalight]

&. 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. | accepting.

@starvingtongue asked: ❛ this is a good look for you. ❜ from Paine

"You,   really   think   so?"        Truthfully,       Sarah   wasn't   accustomed   to   such   -   casual   attire.        Donned   were   mostly    intricate   and    elaborate    gowns.       Suiting   of   a   crowned    Princess   but   not   exactly    'adventurer'    appropriate.

Skirt   was   exchanged   for   thigh   high   shorts   and   her   shirt   exposed   part   of   her   midriff    -        a   little   revealing,   she   thought    ...    but   it   aligned   with   what   the   other   girls   were   wearing.         

"I   feel   a   little   out   of   my   element   but    ....        this   could   be   a   good   change.       Thank   you   for   inviting   me,   Paine.            I   look   forward   to   journeying   with   you   -"

[decidentia]

◈  @starvingtongue said: ❛ 🍉 What’s your character’s favourite kink? (for Farkas) ❜ // nsfw character trait meme.

Breeding.  Admittedly, part of it is due to his beast blood, and an inherent instinct to breed, but it’s also because of the risk and intimacy.  Farkas favours unprotected sex, enjoying the emotional and physical connection he feels it brings.  His pull-out game is so, so weak and it really can't be counted upon as even the most tenuous form of contraception.  When with a partner who cannot conceive – be it due to infertility, the absence of a womb, or birth control – Farkas still gets a rush from coming inside them.  This also links in with knotting when he is in his lycanthrope form, if his partner is into that. 

His primal kink also gets an honorary mention!  Maybe it’s the beast in him, or because he’s a brute of a man, but give him sex that’s frantic and unfiltered and animalistic.  We’re talking chasing, nipping, biting, growling, marking.  Farkas also enjoys struggles for dominance, and even consensual forced submission.