#sunbcrned

[sylvva]

@sunbcrned // ♡'d

❀ 𓏬 ❝Are you and Rosie matching again this year?❞ She could not stand to wait until the actual date to find out. Curiosity was getting the better of her. It seemed the couple had a long standing tradition of the cutest group costumes, enough to make Camilla jealous almost.

     ❝Maybe Luffy and I could join?❞ Or at the very least give her inspiration for her own.

[episodeofdee]

happy ace day!! ❣️🌺

[lunalyt]

@sunbcrned​ ; 

“  i would keep you from all harm if you would stay beside me ” ( whitelia )

         HUMANS  HAD  BEEN  THE  CAUSE  of  her  misery,  the  destruction  of  her  homeland  and  the  death  of  her  loved  ones  and  yet  why  had  it  been  when  this  particular  human  made  such  promises  to  her,  the  unicorn  had  been  tempted  to  buy  into  his  every  word  and  follow  him  until  the  very  end.  

         Magical  powers  had  gifted  her  the  ability  to  tell  truth  from  lies  but  it  did  little  to  help  her  decipher  why  he  would  risk  so  much  to  keep  her  safe.  Wouldn’t  it  be  more  beneficial  for  him  to  turn  her  in?  A  rare  mythical  being  —  the  last  of  her  kind;  surely  he  would  be  able  to  trade  her  in  for  treasures  and  bounties  beyond  his  wildest  dreams,  but  he  had  little  care  for  riches,  hadn’t  he?  

         A  family...  

         That’s  what  he  had  claimed  to  want.

         Even  so..  

         There’s  silence  as  the  former  queen  contemplates  his  every  word  and  gesture.  None  of  her  royal  education  had  prepared  her  on  how  to  deal  with  a  man  like  Edward  Newgate,  rather  he  had  been  unlike  any  other  she’d  ever  known.  

         ❝You  foolish  man...  you  said  you  wanted  a  family..❞  she  begins.  ❝if  the  government..  if  anyone,  were  to  find  out  you’re  harboring  the  last  unicorn  alive  —  you  would  put  your  entire  family  at  risk...  would  you  really  do  that?❞  for  her?  

[muselexum]

[meme] // @sunbcrned

[sxrosee]

PATIENT ID: @lunalyt PATIENT NAME: Darts INCIDENT TYPE: Tagged Memes INCIDENT: What flavor is your soul?   FOLLOW UP: @mediicusvitae​, @todoufuken​, @iiryoku​, @sylvva, @xamassed, @sunbcrned, @astherea, @killedarlings, and whomever else wants to do it!. COMMENTS: thank you for the tag my love! this was super fun to do!

rosemary

ah, the old soul, nice to meet again. the time of ages is etched into your bones, you see clearly. you've watched the heartache in this realm and sworn to solve it. but kindness without limits is self destruction. oh little leaf, strong and wise, you seek to bring peace with your presence. I'd be wrong to say you fail at this effort, but you mustn't set yourself on fire to keep others warm. you wish to please everyone, to protect them all. but if you shield the saplings from the sunlight they will never grow, and you one day will wither. protect yourself too. you know there are no happy heroes, so don't be one. be a friend. your loved ones will not forsake you for not being perseus slaying all their demons. you have your own monsters, why not meet them first before you conquer anyone else's nightmares. oh true-hearted paladin you are brave, and you are good enough. you know that right? be true to yourself, one cannot do anything saintly if they did not tend to their own wounds first.  

[everdaring]

How does your story end?

tagged by: @reverxnce​ ( thank you 💖 ) tagging: @lunalyt​ ( muse of your choice ) @sunbcrned​ ( ichigo 💖 ) @bulwark-of-hope​ ( muse of your choice )

unfinished. 

cut down too soon, questions unanswered, desires unfulfilled... what a tragedy you are.

[sylvva]

@sunbcrned said :

🕯️ cam + izo abt tomoe + ace pls

meme // accepting

❀ 𓏬 Camilla has had a limited amount of contact with Tomoe but every time they do meet it is lovely. To her, Tomoe is someone to admire. Classy, beautiful, strong, and a bubbly personality to match. On top of that, she knows how much Rosa cares for her, and Rosa's opinion is one Camilla values. A bestie of a bestie is a friend indeed.

He will never hear it, but Camilla loves Ace. He is a great older brother character when he wants to be. He sees a side of her she doesn't give many people. She is usually too polite to give others the attitude she gives him, but that is only because she feels rather comfortable around him to do so. She can get on his case about a lot of things but she knows he has good intentions in the end of the day.

♞ 𓏬 Izo thinks Tomoe is very similar to his real sister, and tends to view her as much. He feels a bit protective of her, although tries to minimize it to not seem over bearing or meddling. Her presence gives him a sort of comfort, having another person from Wano on the crew. In general he thinks she is a very capable woman.

Ace is a special soul. Even without his fire, Izo finds him to shine bright. There is something contagious about his smile. The spot of second commander suits Ace, he has a lot of potential, and as someone who has been in the crew for twenty years, it is very apparent how strong of a character Ace is. Might even go as far to say he sees a bit of Oden in him.

[sylvva]

@sxrosee said :

♡ Munday Meme ♡ 1-5

meme // not accepting

1. when did you start writing on tumblr

about nine years ago. I believe I started may of 2014 but I always celebrate my anniversary with Camilla's birthday (6/21) since it is close to the date and Camilla was my first muse.

2. who was your first muse

Camilla !! I also made a fairy tail oc shortly after but Camilla was the first.

3. who are your longest rp friends

@lunalyt aka my twinny ♡ her oc is the motivation for me to develop Camilla. otherwise I think she would remain as just a doodle in my notes. also just one the sweetest people I have the honor of knowing.

@luxnnova who I believe was actually my introduction to oprpc. also their oc is Camilla's sister which is so special to me.

@sunbcrned another lovely inspiration and one of the first friends I made when I joined this community.

@astherea a literal ray of sunlight. someone who matches my passion for this series and love for the characters. talking to her always makes my day brighter.

4. favorite thing about roleplaying

Getting to know new people and their version of their muse. I think there is something so fun about plotting and forming relationships with muses that wouldn't happening in canon. not just romantic but any type of bond. I am a very plot heavy rper for that reason, I find joy in chatting to muns about their characters and interactions.

5. least favorite thing about roleplaying

I haven't really had any peeves about it since I don't come on often anymore. I use to be so invested and took a lot of things personally. Also people feel more mature then a few years back.

I suppose an old one was pushy people / people only interested in shipping. to me it is bothersome on both ends because they either only rp with you because they want a ship or they ignore your attempts to rp because they don't care to ship with you. its a lose-lose since real interactions are hindered by that mindset.

[sylvva]

anon said :

who is your favorite couple on your dash (that doesn't include your own?)

There are quite a few I enjoy!! I've been in this rpc for a long time now and I have otps that I wouldn't have had if I didn't see it bloom in rps. One of my all time favs (that have recently been brought back to life) is lunalyt && sunbcrned. I am eating up their threads.

I am also enjoying whatever is going on between waxgentleman && medicus-felini!! they just seem so so cute??

[sylvva]

what is your place in the royal court?

the queen.

dignified in your regality, you are a beacon of reason... the true power behind the throne, you take heed of all, cautious in each move you make. some may call you callous in your calculation, but they do not know your heart.

tagged by. @kaizokugaris tagging. @sunbcrned @lunalyt @astherea @xamassed

[sylvva]

  When do you gaze at your soulmate?

when they're dancing

you're not sure if they know you're there or not. you're not sure if it matters. you watch them sway to the music, watch as they twirl around and smile for no one but themselves. they're free and laughing. they're alive and vibrant. they're everything you might never be except when you're with them. so full of life it makes something in your chest tighten. there are frown lines at the corners of your mouth but your lips are smiling right now. rare. and often, only for them. they have light in their hearts and some days you fear the darkness in you might swallow it whole. but they'd never let you walk away. so make sure the darkness inside you keeps all the other monsters away from their tender heart.

when they're getting ready for the day

this is all you've ever wanted. you and them and the promise of a future. you should be getting ready too. but you lay in bed for a moment, still feeling the traces of their warmth on the sheets, their scent on your skin. you watch how carefully they choose their outfit for the day. you watch as they pair the colors. you memorize that face they make when they stand at the mirror checking every detail. you savor how routine it is. you savor it because you both earned it. there is something precious in the domesticity and you vow to never take it for granted.

tagging. @lunalyt @sunbcrned @astherea

[lunalyt]

@sunbcrned​​ ; — [ A SEAFARER’S AESTHETIC SENTENCE STARTERS ] 

“  i’m trying to prove i have love in my heart ” ( marmoe post-confession )

         HOW  ABSURD  he  deems  her  proclamation,  or  rather  her  attempt  to  prove  something  he  never,  not  once,  not  for  a  single  moment  held  any  doubt  about.  The  problem  does  not  persist  in  the  lack  of  love  in  her  heart  rather  the  abundance  of  it  he  does  not  deem  himself  worthy  of  in  the  slightest.  

         How  can  he  ever  doubt  it  when  it  is  her  own  heart  that  has  caused  his  in  return  to  flutter  and  experience  love,  the  deep  once  in  a  lifetime  romance  kind  of  love,  for  the  first  time  in  his  vastly  experienced  life?  A  pained  expression  is  evident  upon  her  division  commander’s  features  despite  all  attempts  to  maintain  his  calm  composure  in  the  presence  of  the  heart  he  has  broken  but  it  is  not  for  the  reasons  he  has  misguided  her  into  believing.  

         ❝I  know...  I  know  you  do-yoi❞  is  his  simple  attempt  at  reassurance,  because  despite  all  the  damage  he  has  caused,  he  can  not  live  with  himself  knowing  he  has  caused  her  to  doubt  her  own  heart  due  to  his  shortcomings.  

          ❝Tomoe..  you  have  the  most  loving  heart  I’ve  ever  known..❞  his  words  are  true  and  sincere  and  he  hopes,  this  once,  even  after  everything,  she  can  believe  him.  ❝Please,  believe  me  when  I  say  that  it  was  never  the  problem-yoi❞  She  isn’t  the  problem,  he  is.  He  is.  He  is.

         He  turns  away,  sadness  within  ocean  hues  as  he  adds.  ❝Don’t  waste  all  this  love  in  your  heart  on  me-yoi..❞  I  don’t  deserve  it.  I  never  will.  

[lunalyt]

@sunbcrned​ ; — [ A SEAFARER’S AESTHETIC SENTENCE STARTERS ]

“  i only want your hand to hold, i only want you near me ” ( wenliz )

         THE  AIR  IS  WARM  TODAY  but  it  does  not  prevent  the  chills  coursing  through  the  entire  frail  figure  of  the  banshee  prompting  a  halt  in  her  step  in  the  clearing  of  the  woods,  mudded  boots  kicking  at  the  soil  now  paralyzed  in  place.

         Eliza  having  spent  majority  of  her  time  in  isolation,  is  not  accustomed  to  human  communication,  certainly  not  being  the  target  of  flowery  words  from  men  —  perhaps,  if  she  has  remained  in  her  small  village,  right  now  she  will  have  been  the  appropriate  age  for  marriage,  already  spoken  for  to  help  run  some  family  farm.  

         Right  now  however,  she  merely  freezes  upon  the  first  indication  of  any  fond  feelings  for  her  and  she  dismisses  it  as  anxiety  towards  the  unknown  when  the  flush  coloring  ghostly  features  may  be  hinting  otherwise.  

         Eliza  has  never  cared  for  romance;  even  in  books  the  thought  of  it  is  scoffed  at  and  dismissed  as  worse  than  fantasy  —  a  terrible  lie  as  she  deems  it  impossible  for  another  to  harbor  feelings  for  another  devoid  of  their  own  selfishness  and  benefit,  yet  why  is  it  this  one  boy  seems  to  have  her  questioning  her  every  belief?  Haunting  her  dreams?  No,  she  dismisses  that  thought,  it’s  unrelated  to  him.. 

                   it  can’t  be  related..  

         ❝’ave  ya  got  a  ...  death  wish  in  ya,  lad?❞  despite  the  harshness  of  her  words,  there’s  a  quiver  in  her  voice,  a  hesitance,  holding  back  on  spewing  the  venom  laced  words  she  knows  she  needs  to  —  to  keep  him  away,  to  protect  him.  

         ❝Thee  only  people  te  ever  be  near  me  ar  now  in  der  graves  —  stay  ‘way  from  me..  I  wan’  no  part  o’  this...❞

[lunalyt]

@sunbcrned​​ ; baby girl

tugs on the hand that threatened to slip out of bed. ❛❛  ........mm-not yet.....  ❜❜ a sleepy moan. it's a winter morning and selfishly she desired the warmth of her phoenix.

         THE  GENTLE  TUG  OF  HIS  LADY  is  more  than  enough  to  have  the  phoenix  rolling  back  in  bed,  any  plans  to  greet  another  productive  day  instantly  forgotten  the  moment  her  request  is  voiced  —  truly,  she  has  him  wrapped  around  her  little  finger.

         ❝Hmm,  it’s  not  like  you  to  be  so  lazy  in  the  morning-yoi~❞  he  dares  tease  the  beauty  a  little,  knowing  she’s  often  the  first  to  rise  among  them,  however  despite  his  words,  he  wastes  little  to  no  time  in  pulling  her  curvaceous  frame  tight  against  his  bare  chest.  ❝I  got  you,  baby-yoi❞

[lunalyt]

@sunbcrned​​ ; pools of red dive inside oceanic blue, and for a moment the lotus can't think; much less remember to breathe. Something was spoken but she was far too mesmerized to so much as concentrate on the orders given by her division commander.

         SPARKLING  CRIMSON  snatch  the  air  from  the  phoenix’s  lungs  with  but  a  single  look  —  her  gaze  so  seemingly  soft  and  loving,  or  is  it  his  own  imagination  and  wishful  thinking  prompting  such  thoughts,  yet  when  she  looks  at  him  like  this,  as  though  he  is  her  entire  world,  he  feels  invincible  and  his  own  world  eases  into  a  serene  halt.

         Time  stops,  the  commander  momentarily  forgetting  prior  words  of  command  slipping  his  lips  as  all  he  can  focus  on  right  now  are  the  beauty  before  him  and  her  own  pair  of  crimson  painted  lips  —  so  soft..  so  kissable.  

         Before  he  can  so  much  as  rationalize  his  desire,  Marco  finds  himself  subconsciously  leaning  in,  a  magnetic  force  of  nature  drawing  his  own  pair  of  blue  deeper  into  her  contrasting  red,  and  when  the  intensity  of  the  magnetic  field  becomes  too  much  for  his  heart  to  bear,  his  lids  come  to  a  slow  close,  their  lips  a  mere  inch  apart.

         ❝Commander!❞  an  external  voice  startles  him,  breaking  the  magnetic  attraction  and  forcing  him  to  repel  as  far  away  from  the  beauty  as  possible.  He  doesn’t  hear  the  question  to  follow  from  their  comrade,  mind  too  blurry  in  a  daze  and  ocean  hues  as  cold  as  winter  turning  to  glare  said  intruder.

         In  this  moment,  he  can’t  quite  decide  if  he  feels  grateful  or  bitter  for  the  interruption.

         ❝Tomoe,  you  should  lead  the  team  from  the  west.  I’ll  take  the  east-yoi❞  he  states  with  an  authoritative  tone  of  finality,  a  drastic  sudden  change  of  plan  differing  from  his  initial  order  requesting  she  remain  close  behind,  yet  the  phoenix  can  not  trust  himself  in  her  presence  after  his  near  slip.  

         With  his  command  given,  the  commander  takes  it  upon  himself  to  urgently  leave  the  room  —  his  back  against  the  wall,  a  hand  lifts,  clenching  white  fabric  over  a  frantically  palpitating  heart  until  it  is  but  a  wrinkled  mess.  A  single  button  falls,  loosened  by  the  strength  applied.  A  grown  man  and  not  his  first  kiss  by  far  yet  how  can  she  with  a  single  glance  achieve  what  others  couldn’t  come  close  to  with  so  much  more?  Why  can’t  he  calm  the  vessel  aching  to  leap  out  of  his  chest  —  aching  for  her. 

         Healing  flames  of  blue  dance  upon  his  torso  in  vain  yet  desperate  attempt  to  cure  the  restlessness  but  never  before  has  he  known  a  rush  so  intense  —  there  is  no  cure  to  this  —  no  cure  from  her..  yet  still  he  wonders,  

         Will  her  lips  have  been  as  soft  as  they  seem?  —  Her  taste  as  sweet  as  the  fresh  scent  she  often  fills  his  office  with?  

[lunalyt]

@sunbcrned​​ ; tomoe

the azure fireplace only adds color to curvaceous porcelain inside a silk robe of red that now kneels before the doctor she had seated upon the couch after yet another tiring work day. for once, rather than suffocate with buttons, she is quick to undo the rest of his shirt; a sense of freedom she grants after once learning long ago it was all too important to her phoenix.

Cherry lips claim the crook of his neck whilst manicured digits roam his chest freely. there are moments of passion between their hungry lips before there is an accidental linger of her hand far below his stomach. And what had briefly rested in place, immediately retreats in mere embarrassment once realization hits.

( marmoe )

         CURVACEOUS  PORCCELAIN  EVER  SO  ALLURING  in  the  azure  glow  of  the  room  presents  itself  before  the  phoenix,  and  even  with  the  silk  robe  of  red  covering  her,  his  beautiful  flower  manages  to  take  his  breath  away.  Buttons  so  quickly  she  undoes  and  a  smirk  paints  his  lips,  pleased  by  his  love’s  display  of  desire  today  and  he  melts  beneath  her  touch,  relaxing  as  she  roams  a  muscled  set  of  abs  freely.  

         Their  lips  meet,  passionately  and  he  can’t  resist  pulling  her  closer  and  closer  against  himself,  craving  to  close  the  infinitesimal  space  between  them.  His  digits  ever  so  attentive  trace  along  her  smooth  thigh,  tenderly  at  first  but  then  grip  more  fiercely  to  hook  it  around  his  own  figure  once  the  moment  grows  more  heated.

         The  phoenix  is  all  too  aware  of  the  lingering  touch  below  his  stomach,  one  he  doesn’t  realize  is  merely  accidental  and  hence  prompts  a  hitch  in  his  breath  in  anticipation  as  his  lady  love  grows  bolder  with  every  passing  day  —  but  then  she  retreats  and  he  lets  out  a  breath  he  doesn’t  realize  he’s  been  holding,  albeit  feels  too  cold  now  deprived  of  the  warmth  of  her  touch.

         Ocean  hues  take  a  moment  to  study  his  love,  notice  the  shy  embarrassment  he’s  learned  to  recognize  all  too  well  before  taking  the  now  retreated  hand  into  his  own.  He  guides  her  touch  along  his  own  skin  and  back  to  where  it  lingered  before,  slowly  and  gently  so  as  to  give  her  room  to  retreat  again  if  she  doesn’t  like  it,  while  his  own  gaze  and  actions  let  it  be  known  he  craves  her  affection.  

         ❝You  don’t  have  to  pull  away-yoi..❞  he  reassures  her.  ❝I’m  yours,  baby  girl-yoi  —❞  and  just  as  he  vows  himself  to  her,  there’s  no  denying  she  also  is  his,  hence  the  daring  touch  now  tugging  at  the  belt  holding  her  robe  together.  His  gaze  intense  as  it  meets  hers,  full  of  love  and  lust  alike  for  the  beauty.  

         He  pauses,  seemingly  silently  asking  permission  but  is  merely  teasing  her  as  he  anticipates  seeing  her  try  to  take  further  initiative.