#timesonata

[xkuja]

NY Sketches

Ultimecia for @rcsetorn/@timesonata

[tailoringtay]

@rcsetorn liked that post yesterday for an art thing~ (still accepting)

[psychobind]

@timesonata sent: *wings gently twitch uncomfortably*

"...Have I interrupted your silence? Apologies." Apologies for interrupting her silence, but not for suddenly appearing in this imposing woman's wonderful castle out of nowhere. "Pay me no mind."

[vxmpirehunterd]

❝ the man who kills his own blood is cursed forever in the sights of gods and men. ❞

asoiaf: clash of kings starters

"I would argue that I was cursed since the day I was born. My very existence granted me scorn."

This was not the first time he had been criticized for the near indiscriminate killing of his kin. Ever since D had made it his personal mission to destroy all that his father his built and the monsters that subjugated the world... his kind cursed his name.

Kinslayer! They all spat.

Traitor! They all cried.

The words of a former foe, now dead echoed in his mind.  'Dhampir Hunter! Your mother was human, but your father was a vampire and you're betraying his ancient blood. You side with humans against us. Our people are facing extinction, and you are contributing to their demise. You stalk and kill your own ancestors, dhampir. You should be ashamed! Your human self is your weaker self! Humans are nothing more than livestock, we prey on them as they prey on beasts! This is the rule of nature!'

The final words of Carmilla before the hunter shoved his sword through her ancient heart. In fact, this stranger before him reminded the hybrid of that very same woman. Her sultry voice laced with venom and haughtiness. She reeked of magic most foul.

"And who are you to cast judgment onto me?"

[magitekelite]

✦ @timesonata :    “He treats me like a wicked stepmother in a fairy story no matter what I say.”  ( labyrinth - sentence starters . )

❝ a wicked stepmother in a fairy story ... ❞

unfamiliar is she to the 𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 etched in pen and paper beyond what few stories she found for her children , but it sounds like ❛ wicked stepmothers ❜ were bad and were treated just as such .  terra did not know much of 𝙶𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙴-𝚆𝙸𝙴𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚁 or the 𝙲𝙸𝚁𝙲𝚄𝙼𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 and so she knew even less of his 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝙻𝙸𝙲𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚂 .  squall could be dour , certainly , of which she has tried to chip at bit by bit ... ... but beyond battles necessitated per their summoned sides and her allegiance to gods of discord and destruction , ultimecia had done 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 .  yes , the sorceress did not lift a hand when terra was under the madcap’s thrall in cycles past , but it was not as if a numbed mind could hope for any form of mercy .  and if the girl born of magic was not given the opportunity to escape the chains that bound her and be blessed by the light , would she not , too , have remained 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 ?  it is with these thoughts that an olive branch is made .

❝ what if i talked to him for you ?  would that help ? ❞

[grievehart]

i'm fascinated by what happened in your fourteen minutes of absence.

random lines of dialogue prompts: [ accepting ] | @timesonata

any moment spent not under the sorceresses' seemingly unending gaze is a blessing. squall keeps a stoic expression; a guarded stance, palm on the hilt of a blade he doesn't really believe she would allow him the chance to draw.

"more than happy to keep you in the dark."

[reveromantique]

[TOUCH]

scar meme

She's the one who put it there in the first place, and she touches it like she cares.

Seifer sucks in a breath, as sharp as her nails, as her hand grazes across the thin fabric of his shirt, over the angry blackened wounds beneath it. Five, scrawled across his back, looking more like they were burned into his flesh than torn.

"Don't--" he starts, but there's something there, something in his throat that swallows a protest he might have had, tightening around his throat like a noose.

Don't touch me, he wants to tell her, and can't, can't say anything at all.

Instead, he takes a step forward, defiant in the contact, away from her, away from her touch, and puts his back to the wall and the monster in his face.

"What do you want?" and he intends the words to come out a blunt demand, not like he's eager for her approval, seeking her command-- but he hadn't really been given a choice at all to come to her side, to be her knight.

Why the hell would he have one now?

[ofmoonlily]

what type of flower are you ?

Your Result: Daffodils

You make me think of: gentle, steady hands tucking a lock of hair behind someone's ear / early springtime mornings; a chilly breeze and pale sunlight trickling through the green leaves swaying overhead, the hair of tall trees / the first kiss of hope after a gloomy winter / sunny smiles / white lace / cheerful music playing in the distance, reaching your ears just slightly / honey dripping slowly from a teaspoon, golden in color and thick in texture / picnic blankets & straw baskets overflowing with fresh fruits and crusty bread and jars of jam / a kindness that radiates / custard / the smell of thyme & rosemary & vanilla

Tagged by: @bymargrace //thanks gurl! <3

Tagging: @starvingtongue (Paine!) @corrupt-dreamer @candlexxofxxlife (Zenos!) @tsurugixbuster @rcsetorn / @timesonata @dawnblxde @gaeaheal

[rcsetorn]

private . selective . general beatrix of final fantasy ix . ordered by era . she/her . 30+ . funky snail . mobile access below . see interest tracker RULES || ABOUT || VERSES HEADCANONS || MEMES INTEREST TRACKER || WISHLIST || BLOG ART COMMISSIONS

other blogs seymour guado . final fantasy x -> @painsrequiem sorceress ultimecia . final fantasy viii -> @timesonata emperor mateus . final fantasy ii -> @godsrondo vaati . legend of zelda -> @windmcge

[xkuja]

🟥 one muse makes a deal or contract with the other ⬜ coworkers who hate each other <3

|| RELATIONSHIP TYPES ||

🟥 one muse makes a deal or contract with the other

⬜ coworkers who hate each other

Oh I do like a bit of contractual obligation~~~.

Kuja doesn't. He likes to find loopholes, and he will look for them. Its a shame really, if he'd just even pretend to suck up to the time witch it may turn out well for him.

But his pride has been wounded and it will take fixing before he can muster himself to actually try to convince her he's seriously trying to join her and her schemes again.

But that doesnt mean he's above striking a deal.

[painsrequiem]

private . selective . seymour guado of final fantasy x . relayed by era . she/her . 30 . funky snail . mobile access below . RULES || ABOUT || VERSES || MEMES INTEREST CHECK || WISHLIST || MY ART

other blogs general beatrix . final fantasy ix -> @rcsetorn sorceress ultimecia . final fantasy viii -> @timesonata emperor mateus . final fantasy ii -> @godsrondo

[rysingdawn]

URL/s: godsrondo / timesonata What did you commission?: theme + pop-ups / banners / mobile header / custom icon border Overall Review: Faye did a splendid job and was super nice to gather details and ideas for each portion of the commission, as well as made sure to give regular updates. She made sure to ask for any changes or suggestions to know I was 100% happy with each part. 110/10 Would commission again. Would you recommend rysingdawn to others?: Of course~ I've slipped the name in on a few others already~ Anything else?: The work on Emperor and Ultimecia's blogs are gorgeous. They deserved some beautiful graphics.

[godsrondo]

private . selective . the emperor of final fantasy ii . ruled by era . she/her . 30 . funky snail . mobile access below . RULES || ABOUT || VERSES || MEMES INTEREST CHECK || WISHLIST || MY ART

other blogs general beatrix . final fantasy ix -> @rcsetorn seymour guado . final fantasy x -> @painsrequiem sorceress ultimecia . final fantasy viii -> @timesonata

[windmcge]

𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮...

private . selective . vaati of the legend of zelda series . tricked by era . she/her . 30+ . funky snail . mobile access below . RULES || ABOUT || VERSES || MEMES INTEREST CHECK || WISHLIST || BLOG ART COMMISSIONS

other blogs general beatrix . final fantasy ix -> @rcsetorn seymour guado . final fantasy x -> @painsrequiem sorceress ultimecia . final fantasy viii -> @timesonata emperor mateus . final fantasy ii -> @godsrondo

[reveromantique]

☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up

manhandling starters

This isn't real. This isn't happening. This isn't real. This isn't happening.

Once upon a time, he'd gone willingly. Once upon a time, the dream had carried him through a veil of darkness, once upon a time, he had thought he'd known everything there was to know in the world.

Once upon a time, he'd thought monsters only roamed the fields and plains, the sky and sea.

Once upon a time, like all stories start, Seifer Almasy had been a boy. A stupid, reckless, newly-minted eighteen-year-old boy in a profession where most people died young or retired with half their limbs missing.

Once upon a time, he hadn't known what it was like to have someone living in your head like a virus, mutating, replicating, taking over every aspect of his body, his mind, until he'd become a monster, too, a puppet of one on strings dangling from wicked claws.

Seifer wishes that story would go back in its book, so he could burn it, and pretend this had never happened.

Instead, she approaches like the worst kind of ghost.

"Stay where you are."

Go away. Go back to hell. Die. Let him kill her himself this time, except his feet are rooted to the ground, only his stupid tongue in his stupid head managing to do anything at all, shouting at her to go the fuck back from the pit that spawned her.

She does not stop.

Ultimecia stops for no one, for nothing, and her wings drag along the ground.

(Something in him roils, rears, screams for her approval, tossed at him like scraps. He doesn't even know if you can break a knighting, even if she'd cast him out, out with the trash.

Call me a young revolutionary, my ass.)

She touches his face, talon against his lips, and Seifer, oh, god, Seifer freezes, his entire body as tense as a live wire.

(And he knows, deep down in his core where he doesn't ever go, that if she had touched his cheek, he would have leaned into her hand.)

[xkuja]

@timesonata sent: She's made herself overly comfortable inside his palace. Although taking in the interior, the witch clicks her tongue in distaste and opts for a sip of wine at yet another angelic statue staring into her soul.

|| || "What are you doing here." Kuja's inquiry cut through the air, completely devoid of any usual flourish. There was no scripted preamble, no opening monologue... This unexpected visit had clearly caught him off guard, leaving him without the time to set his intricate traps, much less prepare for a grandiose entrance.

"Come for tea, have we?" Sarcasm dripped from his words like venom (that she had audaciously helped herself to his wine had not escaped him), disdain only deepening as he continued, "Has the insect emperor finally tired of you?"

This 'welcome' extended only through the ethereal reach of his voice, a resounding echo from beyond the stained glass walls of the palace. In his curated hierarchy of guests deserving a personal greeting, she ranked among the very last. Kuja harbored no inclination to present himself before her; even Garland would have, in Kuja's mind, made for a more welcomed visitor right now--

Well, perhaps he was exaggerating a touch on that front.