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the god who stella owes her life too. i know im embarassed too.

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𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐄 : 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐈𝐈

( previous cheat sheet ) // synopsis : originally invited to the lucis-niflheim peace treaty, stella is part of the niflheim-tenebrae delegates to serve as a witness. stella does not have any knowledge to niflheim's planned invasion, and during the unscripted chaos, she is ultimately separated from the rest of her party. due to her close proximity to the lucis crystal, the god of light bhunivelze finally stirs after years of living dormant inside her soul.

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officially considered a missing person, stella is momentarily released from political pressure and responsibility. stella wonders among the displaced lucians and experiences an entirely different lifestyle than what she was used too.

having awaken the dormant god of light, bhunivelze has tasked stella in revisiting the fallen crystals monument in order to ensure his own revival. each journey to the crystals became strenuous in each attempt. although she is unable to revive these powerful artefact, stella ends up absorbing the remnants of each fallen pillar.

for every divine blessings she gains, stella is stripped out of her own humanity in exchange. eventually, she will loose her desire, her wants, her heart and emotions, and everything that sustains her human needs.

although she was fated to be etro's successor, the goddess of death and chaos, because of bhunivelze interference it would be he who becomes the next god of chaos while stella, ascends to the status of goddess of light.

in her early journey, stella relied heavily on spirits and the dead to ensure her survival. however, the more she is blessed by light, the more she starts to loose the ability etro had originally gifted her. by the end of the journey, stella can no longer see etro's gate.

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𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐄 : 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀

synopsis : princess of tenebrae, stella became a ward to the niflheim empire after awakening from her long term coma. she holds no recollection of her past due to her trauma, and therefore has no real affection to her birthplace. nevertheless, she is groomed by the empire to usher peace between the kingdom of tenebrae and the niflheim empire.

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stella never had a formal debut due to her childhood accident and the untimely death of her parents. although the citizen is aware of her existence, knowledge of the princess whereabouts was kept private by tenebraean politicians. needless to say : stella's official status in niflheim is also kept quiet, with only a few trusted aids and elites made aware of her true status and residency. she was not referred to as princess during her time in niflheim, and had only regained her title once she returns to tenebrae as an adult. she will later be sent by niflheim envoy to act as delegate and witness to the peace treaty between niflheim and lucis.

due to her accident : stella has been gifted with death-seeing eyes since she was young. however, circumstance ordains that it was not just etro she had crossed paths with in the spirit realm but also bhunivelze. hence stella also harbors the uncorrupted light of dormant bhunivelze due to unknowingly releasing him from his sea of chaos prison.

needless to say this does imply that stella harbors both blessings of chaos and light. her status as the next potential successor to etro, is further pressured by the re-emergence of bhunivelze and the dying goddess.

more tenebraean politics include : corrupted politicians who collaborated with niflheim in disposing the late queen and her consort, and the attempted murder of the young princess stella. ambitious cousins seeking to replace sylva's children as the next heir to the tenebrean throne. etc etc.

stella has always been a dying star living on borrowed time. her life was originally meant to depart when she was a child, but due to bhunivelze interference, stella ended up returning to life. her spirit is intertwined with god, and as god's vessel : bhunivelze also relies on her ascension to godhood. therefore : in order for the corrupted god of light to be completely defeated : stella must die.

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𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊.       @asterites​​​​​​​​   :   “ if i cared about the gossips, i would die. ”

𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲. they could be scrubbed until they're raw, palms and knuckles bleeding, and still, the smell remains. the stench of a slaughterhouse. the scent of death about sephiroth like grave grass. head and heart are unwavering in their pledge to holiness, but her hands act independently from the whole, as though severed at the wrists, control wrested from her entirely and given to some greater, darker force. whatever the empire asks of her, she must comply. godliness is never taken into consideration. this is her lot: she was made for this. herself, a blade meant for cutting. what right does a weapon have to reach out and wrap such sullied fingers around someone so free of sin? to demand the undivided attention of her liege, and so plainly? none, none at all. but, like the gods, she is stubborn. her desires create new, unheard - of wants, the kind that leave her shaking, half - possessed, crawling on hands and knees to the foot of her savior. her head bends, she begs for salvation, for consumption.

“ people will talk.  there’s nothing to be done about that, i’m afraid. ” hands encircle stella's waist, dwarfing her utterly, pulling her closer and closer still, until only the smallest sliver of space remains between the two women. just big enough for eros to slip in. and he does, grinning. blooming. red wine spilled on a starched linen, the blossom of an abdominal wound through white fabric. it's been far too easy to find themselves like this, wrapped up in one another, away from the ravenous eyes of civilians, the press, other political pawns. sooner or later, something had to give. the center couldn't hold forever. the heat of the other's front against sephiroth's own goes to the skull, leaving a burning behind her nose and eyes. if only she could push aside those alabaster raiments, bare the flesh of those slight shoulders, the hard, trembling plane of her stomach, the curve of an inner thigh. a tremor runs through her, hitching a whisper of breath high in her throat. ‘ if only— ’

it's better to stay idle, pious. pressing her nose into stella's hair where it parts by her ear, she doesn't push her luck — stills, breathes her in: sweet - smelling, bright white, a shaft of light made form. “ isn’t it better to live your life off your knees? ”  it comes out as a purr, falling in a curl around stella's throat. eyes are shuttered, cheeks flush with the heat of the lucian summer, a film folding over sephiroth's irises, which have turned unfocused, dazed. the warm glow of god shines out of the girl like a lit flame. she could get drunk off this feeling. “ you can always give them something to write about. ”

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stella would.

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odin sphere █║│♛

send one for my muse’s reaction

[VALKYRIE] “It’s so… quiet now… The sound of battle… seems so far away.” “…Do I see tears in your eyes?” ”I won’t let you be alone for long. I shall be by your side soon enough.” ”I will face him!” ”This battle is over. Any more deaths will just be a waste.“ “Do you understand how much we sacrificed here!? If it was all for some hunk of scrap iron, it is a disgrace to the dead!” “If you play dumb, your head will fly.” “How can you willingly choose to walk the path to your own death…?“ "Hurry, run away! If you still wish to live, go!” “You’re trembling… Do you regret your actions?” “I want to see you smile… To see you happy…“ "There is no reason for you to remain loyal to a king who has abandoned you.” ”You are not an object. …And I will not allow anyone to treat you thus. Never.” “I… I can’t make it… I can’t go on…” “If you do not want your life extinguished, get out of my sight!” “You were worried… about me?” “Losing (name) to you is more painful than death itself.” “If I can be by your side, I will endure any hardship.” “You are a shining star that lit my way as I roamed the darkened earth…” “My love will shine like the stars, forever.“ [THE POOKA PRINCE] ”I thought you would have learned to be responsible, but you are still immature.” “If you saw my body, your very soul would tremble, and your blood would freeze.” “Please, go… Let me rest.” ”My love, I shall speed towards you, quick as the wind.” “All I feel now is resentment and hatred… I have lost any compassion I once had.” “This is the land of the dead. Once you taste death, you will appreciate it.” “Your short life is a dream. Death shall awaken you.” “To be treated so by my own father…” “Privileged and naive morons like yourself make me furious!” “You should be killed while you are still blinded by love!” “The sight of the nefarious sword you hold makes my blood boil with fury!” “Do not waste your breath pleading with me! "I am sure you’ve realized by now that escape is impossible.” “The ring has been returned to its rightful owner.” “If you defy me, I may simply kill the girl right here.” “If you have the power, then save my tormented soul.” “My death is near… Let us go together!” “No matter what you appear to be, you still the same person. My love shall not change.” [FAIRYLAND] “You mustn’t be eager to go to war without even knowing why we are fighting.”   “You must not look down; raise your head high and survey the path ahead.“ "Are you showing compassion to a creature that threatened you?” “You must act now; otherwise, you cannot turn back.” ”You must take the lead, or no one will follow.“ ”I can’t put my lips on a slimy, poisonous frog…” "You have come… I’ve been waiting for you.” “You have nerve, child… To show me the very weapon that killed my friend.” “We are surely being tricked.” “You need to understand that not everybody is bent on serving or protecting you.” “Fool! How dare you defy me!?” “Be careful… I could still poison you…” “I deeply regret having kept you alive.” “A coward’s eyes always see more of an enemy than there are present.” “Such a disgrace… that a child like you should attempt to strike me.” [THE BLACK SWORD] “Not even those who see the future can keep from carrying out their fates.” ”Why were you holding back? I was open several times…“ I suggests you do not concern yourself with this. …It won’t do you any good.” “I deeply regret handing you that sword…” “The pride that keeps you so fearless will be the thing that leads to your death.“ "Who are you!? Speak, or I’ll crush your head until your name falls out!” “You must demonstrate the overwhelming power of that sword.” “Kill many, and make no mistakes…” “Can you just stand by and let this nation sink into civil war!?” “The troops are in shambles… What should we do?” “…What exactly am I to you!?” “…To have lived an empty life like there was no point in being born…That is what I fear most…” “Let me show you that naivete has no place in battle!” “Yes… I killed a lizard. And I shall kill another!” “Go to sleep… for eternity!” "Do you say you mean to destroy the world!?” “From now on, I act on my own… For you…” [FATE] “He is a prince; we are but vagabonds. Your love amounts to nothing.” “Death cannot be avoided… But fate can be redirected.” “Please do not interfere with my slumber.” “What do you hope to gain…?” “Your rudeness continues… Tearing you limb from limb will not be punishment enough.” “Do not think you will die peacefully.” “Is this the beginning of the end of the world?” “I would rather fight death than wait for my cursed destiny to take me!” “I’m relieved that you’re all right…” “The wind here is tainted with selfishness.” “What is wrong, my child? You tremble.” “It seems I may need to use the whip to bring you back to your senses…” “Heroes wait for a dramatic entrance.” “I’ll draw them away and buy you some time.” “You don’t seem to understand that my friend’s death pains me terribly…” “I could crush your bones and drink your blood, but it would bring me no peace.” “I’m surrounded… I can’t escape…” “Take one more step and I shall run you through.” “I could be even more beautiful if I rouged my face with your blood.” "I will pay for my sins with my life.” “Two humans survive the end of the world…Only two will be spared…” [ARMAGEDDON] “I can’t bear it… Like a wolf, my hunger eats away at my very core…” “Dream of devouring all.” “The time to seize the world has arrived.” “‘Tis quiet… I no longer hear battle…” “They’re coming… Hurry!” “Could trying to fight this even be considered a battle?” “I wish I could see you one last time…“ "I’ll send you back to Hell.” “'Tis the end… This is Hell’s new home.” “You liar… You said we’d meet again…” “Look away from me! …I am insane enough…” “I’m so proud of you. I can leave with confidence.“ “We’ll meet at world’s end…” "Good, you’re alive…” “I think I overdid it…” “Are we the only ones who survived this…?” “We’re witnessing a miracle.”

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corrupted godhood. reluctant false messiah. prophecy as a creeping all consuming malady. does the oracle see the future or make the future? the horror of trapping yourself inescapably on purpose. the chains of destiny dragging you towards the path you are fighting tooth and nail to free yourself from. there never having been a chance to begin with. no other choice to make. but making that choice regardless.

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i miss stewa so : surprise inbox call :)

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girl wears a corset and is starting fights with this guy just cause she wants to make it to her dinner reservation by 7.

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okay thanks.

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“She is a twisted soul, a death-ridden woman, haunted by dreams.”

— Arthur Miller, The Crucible

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𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍.       @asterites​​​​​​​​  ⸻  “ i’m sorry for you with all my heart. ”

𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲: 𝐯𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. it had done her no good, that dark organ of hers. it was what twinged with each plunge of the sword into flesh, it lurched whenever the battle was over and spread before sephiroth were the crumpled - up bodies of the wutai soldiers; limbs missing, tossed halfway across the field or settled under the brush, arms and legs bent into absurd shapes, heads halfway separated from neck and shoulders and twisted on the wrong way, like life - size dolls that had been discarded by a petulant child.

it was what made her try as an adolescent to dig graves for every individual corpse that was left behind, clawing at the earth on her knees until her palms were slick with her own blood, the nails reduced to stumps, the skin bright and tender with the blossoms of blisters. this did not last. how could it? the bodies piled up too quickly. the graves got bigger, the corpses one on top of another in them, or else they were loaded into the back of a jeep and taken out in a wide field where they could be tossed into a large mound that was quick to catch fire. the smell of these things was hideous. the lump that rose to sephiroth's throat with every pyre or mass grave pulsed with such fervor that she knew it to be her heart rebelling against what her hands had done. but what choice did she have? someone put that war in her. no matter how many times she reached into herself, she could never pull it out. she was marked for death, by death. stella, blessed as she was by the light, by god, had she been spared this providence? one had to wonder; there were times where it appeared to sephiroth that she was walking a funeral march for no - one in particular.

her eyes were downcast, sword heavy at her side and hands occupied instead by a heavy chrome lighter. there was no real threat here: their return to gralea from lucis had been met with silence, and surely stella could tend to herself, but her presence was still demanded by the mere suggestion of political opportunists targeting the young heiress. it was in these long periods of calm that whatever professional relationship they maintained was at risk. too often did the conversations which bloomed in the absence of conflict veer to ground meant to stay untrodden.

see, sephiroth was not accustomed to pity — not to doling it out, certainly not receiving it. it sounded absurd coming from her charge. what did stella know of her tremendous suffering? she wanted to chew this alien matter and spit it out at stella's feet, show her that she had no need for something so trite. but as she rolled the words around in her mouth, tongue feeling in and out of every syllable, drinking the sounds in like honey, she felt that rebellion wither, any traces of vitriol dying halfway up her throat. in its place: something warm, aflutter. oh, her mutinous heart.

with  a  little  inhale,  she  lifted  her  head  back  up  to  peer  into  the  firm  set  of  stella's  face,  which  was  to  her  almost  completely  unreadable.   just  lily - white in her faith.  clear of any affect. unspoiled. a perfect reflection of god. this frightened her as much as it made her chest swell, though she could not place where that fear had sprung from.

“ you shouldn't worry about me, princess. ” smoke softened sephiroth's words, curling around her face, breaking across the planes of her features before floating up into the big, annihilating sky. like always, the air in the capital smelled of industry, of waste, burning her lungs. the cigarette between her fingers dipped dangerously towards the floor, but her eyes stayed trained on stella; a reticent tenderness extended from one woman to the other. “ — i've made it this far, haven't i? surely you've other matters to concern yourself with. ”

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Earthbound - Greg Mort , 1993.

American, b. 1952 -

Watercolour on paper ,

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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1947-1955

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little stella was a little mischievous and spoiled to other kids her age, but the moment her siblings are there she turns up the water works cause she has never done anything wrong in her life ever. :C

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no one : me : baby stella almost pushed baby noct wheel chair down the hill. almost. nothing happened. honest.