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ashlyn is back on @earthspin for the time being because hyperfixation has birthed my current curse : @rosemarion

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edits.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ashlyn madison taylor,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ visage ft. karlach

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plotting call for ashlyn!

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new graphics thanks to my angel @koiscarrds

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i am nearing the end of act 2, just have to do raphael's stupid side quest and then go to m.oon rise

I swear I have not abandoned Ashlyn’s blog - quite the contrary I have actually just completely locked in on act 2 for her lol

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"just‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎hold on a second."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she searchers her bag, grabbing the quickest‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎and yes, cleanest‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎)‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎scrap she could find, before pressing, gently but with enough pressure to stop and absorb a trail of blood slipping down the the curve of his eyebrow‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎––‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"‎we should head back then, i think we all need to‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎clean up, rinse off."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎there's a stillness in her hand, unmoving in her feet, planted until she's sure the blood has stalled in it's flow.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"okay, there."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎pulling it back, she gives a quick glance down to the crimson dipped piece of fabric, a sense of pride crawling over her features before shoving it back into her pack.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"sorry, you just took a bit of a beating back there‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎––‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎that hag had it out for you!"

[ 27. ] sender wipes the blood from receiver's face, murmuring, "let's get you cleaned up."

Buck had seen a lot of things in his years of traveling — rescuing a pregnant lady from a hag was not one of those things. The bog under her house was a new thing too, one that left him miserable and ready to move on from the nasty swamp her house was in. “ That's very nice of you — but shouldn't this wait until we're out of the goblin and slime infested nasty gooey place? I mean, it'll just get all over me again. ” He feels grimy, and gross, but he liked having someone try to clean him up. He'd never really had that before, even as a kid. “ And when we're at camp, I'll return the favor. I think we could both use a little cleaning up. ”

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edits.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ashlyn madison taylor,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ visage

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something somethng something, ashlyn's morals being outweighed by her desire for love and affection , something something something , ashlyn becoming the worst version of herself just for love ... hm!

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thinking about ashlyn possibly being elevated to goddess status and taking over lastara's domain of individuality and balance at the end of the game , and she gets to go back and take down the singulars

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Golshifteh Farahani as The Woman in The Patience Stone (2012)

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this is ashlyn ... this is the whole vibe

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"vampires?"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she's read of them, fingers once flipping through pages in libraries to keep herself entertained:‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they yearned to see it, experience everything that everyone promised her she never would, the singulars told her they never would.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎yet, as it comes to the moment of possible, conceived threat, her chest tightens, reality sets in as she flips her head around, looking back and forth and catching darcie in the corner of her view‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎comfort settles at every sight of their companion, the twist of a blade catches in moonlight glow‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎).‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"no, not‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎––‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎n-not in person, but i've read about t-them!"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎quick to nod, give a lick of confidence for darcie to absorb in the way ash is absorbing back.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎a moment of silence fills the air, breath catches, doubled into her lungs, and she feels it‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎––‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎her sister is beside her‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎finger tips glow with the threat of magic,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"i can help, i promise."

darcie thinks she knows it. one of those things of legend, passed down in stories known only by mouth. something she once brushed off yet seems to have been logged in her memory. an artifact from years before either of them walked the earth. ❝ i know of it, i think. ❞ she takes a breath, feeling her lungs with a sharp intake. if this is - they must be close. ❝ it's vampiric. be on alert. ❞ blade is pulled from the sheath at her back, positioning herself between what may or may not attack and her companion. someone who darcie can't help but feel the urge to protect. ❝ don't suppose you have any history with vampires? ❞

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@docurios:‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎how can i already lose my way like this?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎the tilt of their head reveals piercing wide eyes, empathy is personified in her, in the way the gaze is purposefully settled somewhere along daemos's shoulder:‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎in which their face is directly in ashlyn's peripheral‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎––‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎let it sink in.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎similar questions settled in her mind days following the death of the taylors, a lost child moving through a land unknown.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎what did she do, then?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she let it go, disappearing into whatever the air above them may hold, you cannot lose something if you release it yourself.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"i can‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎we can find it together."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎quick flashes of heterochromic eyes switch up to connect with the others, each accompanied with a smile that is genuine and still slightly off‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎how she likes it, how she likes herself‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎).

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"this wasn't in your plans, i'm sure, it wasn't in mine either‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎––"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they laugh, a gentle bit of vulnerability that seeps out of her empathy.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she gives, and gives, and gives, and never wishes to receive.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎offer up from a flowing cup of gold, and never let someone see the vile oil that sits beneath.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"after we get these‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎damned tadpoles dealt with, the absolute dealt with?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i can help!‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎if you‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ want, ‎yeah."

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Also I have decided that lastara, the fallen goddess Ashlyn and the singulars worshiped, is her guardian … yeah

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"EVEN IN ARCADIA" BY SLEEP TOKEN PROMPTS *  assorted lines from the album, some slightly reworked to suit a roleplay format, adjust as necessary

i could die here.

now i know why i woke up here on the shoreline.

everything looks the same.

you'll find me with half a mind to get violent.

don't say it's over.

give me the edge of a blade.

nobody knows where i came from.

how can i already lose my way like this?

i used to know myself.

you used to know me well.

you wish that you could make me whole.

i have a feeling we're close to the end.

come out from underneath.

go ahead and wrap your arms around me.

godspeed to my enemies.

tell me what you meant by "living past your half-life."

you're well-versed in the afterlife.

you might be the one to take away the pain and let my mind go quiet.

nothing else is quite the same as how i feel when i'm at your side.

are you gonna dance on the line with me?

you know it's not a game or a fantasy.

i don't even know who i used to be.

nothing is the same.

some things have to change now.

i'm apologizing for shit that, frankly, i stopped thinking of years ago.

i still need a dark side.

they just need a reason.

keep me alive.

now is the time to take it or leave it.

did i get this far for nothing, or are you the reward?

if this is love, then i am out of hesitation.

i just don't want to be lost again.

i wish i could have known that.

when was the last time i felt like this?

it's like you're dangerous to me.

i notice every time we meet.

you've got me talking in my sleep.

i thought i could resist you.

when's the last time you tasted blood?

i might lose my mind.

won't you show me how to dance forever?

i swear it's getting harder even just to exhale.

i'm sick of trying to hide it.

i'm lost.

i guess that's what i get for trying to hide in the limelight.

everybody wants eyes on them.

if you don't think i mean it, then i understand.

i'm still glad you came.

let me see those hands.

i'll take what i'm given.

tell me, did i give you what you came for?

everything's the same.

somehow i knew my fate.

have you been waiting long for me?

no matter how we feel, we've got a taste for one another and a few good years to kill.

i wanna be your provider.

just let me know that you're mine.

do i wanna go there?

i wanna do more than just bend the rules.

you're the only game that i like to lose.

i'm going under this time.

i can give you what you want.

surely we know the difference.

how will i know if i can't see the bottom?

no one else knows that i've got a problem.

what if i can't get up and stand tall?

who will i be when the empire falls?

nobody told me i'd be begging for relief.

i've learned to live without it.

i no longer feel surrounded.

you never listened to me.

i was your undercover lover.

you never saw me naked.

you wouldn't even touch me.

i'm caught up on the person i tried to turn myself into for you.

i was trying my best.

i was in love with the thought.

do you wanna hurt me?

we used to be a team.

i don't wanna stick around.

please just let me go.

what are you afraid of?

are you the method in my madness?

i have fought so long to be here. i am never going back.

i could be stuck here alone.

i'm so tired inside.

i'm never leaving this time.

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I swear I have not abandoned Ashlyn’s blog - quite the contrary I have actually just completely locked in on act 2 for her lol

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goodnight to her <3