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ooc: just needed to vent here but my grandmother’s best friend just died today. She’s probably not gonna be okay when she gets home and im not really sure what to do for her....

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It's been 2 days now?? Tumblr still won't let me delete so I guess this is an archive instead.

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For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

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thuashdore:

        ❝  sweet-talking�� me  does  not  take  away  from  the  fact  that  you  shouldn’t  climb  on  our  rooftops.  ❞  she  paused,  pursing  her  lips  slightly  as  she  found  herself  being  carried  by  the  other  –  willingly  so,  at  that.  as  her  back  connected  to  the  back  panel  of  the  bed  she  chose  to  make  herself  comfortable.  hands  went  from  hooking  around  the  other’s  waist  to  connecting  with  their  face;  thumbs  brushing  delicately  along  the  other’s  cheeks.  ❝  shouldn’t,  I  say  –  though  I  wouldn’t  stop  you,  for  the  exact  reasons  you  said  yourself.  it  is  quite  the  view;  I  just  know  someone  else  may  see,  however,  and  attempt  to  copy  you  –  to  disastrous  effects.  ❞ 

        her  tone  was  still  playful;  still  soft.  it  was  easy  to  be  like  that  when  Laika  was  involved  –  more  so  when  she  chose  to  pay  the  softness  in  kind.  lips  still  hovered  moments  away;  ghosting  across  her  own,  and  yet  the  half  elf  did  not  lean  forward.  not  yet.  her  lips  curved  into  a  smile;  sweet  and  laced  with  a  slight  cheek.  ❝  would  I  ever  pin  it  all  on  you,  love?  perhaps  –  but  only  when  it’s  absolutely  necessary.  or  in  moments  like  this,  of  course.  ❞  that  would  be  the  moment  she  chose  to  return  the  other’s  kiss  –  properly,  at  that.  arms  wrapped  around  the  genasi’s  neck  as  she  pulled  Laika  down  to  the  bed,  kissing  her  all  the  while.  her  words  reached  Beau’s  ears  and,  yet,  she  did  not  respond  immediately.  rather,  she  laughed  into  the  other’s  lips;  a  delicate  laughter.  she  was  always  taken  aback  by  the  other’s  antics.

        ❝  naughty  genasi.  are  you  not  even  able  to  wait  that  long?  ❞

“I suppose I shouldn’t but it doesn’t mean I can’t.” she laughs again and nuzzles her face against her love’s neck while she carried Beau toward their bed. And as they settle, Laika gently drapes herself over the half elf, for a moment once more taken and disarmed by the woman’s sheer beauty. Laika loves her, adores her and it shows in moments like these where the monk finds herself so caught up in admiring Beau that it takes the other to begin speaking once more to break her from her reverie. “Mmm, I suppose it wouldn’t be smart for someone to try an emulate a master.” She can’t hide the cheeky grin spreading across her face.

Laika finds herself about to reply to the elf’s retort when she’s interrupted by Beau kissing her and she’s tugged down properly to the bed as the Genasi all but melts into Beau’s kiss. She returns it in earnest cheekily nipping at the other’s bottom lip as they pull away. “You’re the one choosing to escalate this, love. I certainly hope you’re willing to share the blame at this point.” Gently she traces her hand along Beaus side and smiles down at her, a smile which blossoms into a grin and laughter as she watches Beau’s expression change at her previous remark.

        “You call me naughty, I would consider you just as bad. Nonetheless         I will happily run us a bath, unless you’d rather get dirty before bathing.”

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ooc. any frands who are passionate abt D&D and maybe any here who are DMS in their own right wanna discuss some stuff? Defo need brains to bounce ideas off of before I get into the custom campaign stuff with my friday group o:

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ooc: fun little sinday hcs below the cut.

1) Laika’s a switch, she likes both roles and will happily perform both. In the case of D/s well if she’s domme she’s committed, and if you have her sub well she’ll commit to the role 100%

2) Laika prefers to give oral on women-- not to say she wont go down on a bf if she ever had one but she certainly enjoys it far more when she goes down on her gf.

3) She’s very experimental, will literally try anything once just to see what’ll happen, and she’s not opposed to pretty much anything so long as things are kept sanitary. Her hard nos are anything that have to do with bodily fluids/excretions that are not uh... typical to sexual activity.

4) She’s actually the type of person who on the outside everyone assumes is top as fuck and a hard dom in bed, in reality shes soft and gentle and very sweet. She adores her partners and will happily love on them in a very gentle way. 

5) She’s a huge post-sex cuddler, she enjoys it so much and it’s not even funny. Legit she will cuddle her gf and kiss them, tell them how much she adores them, how good they were, how beautiful they are to her. Legit just.. she’s sweet and gentle. 

bonus: she’s bi but has a preference for women romantically. Sexually there’s no preference between the two.

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                         & he said, ‘ you will teach others, or this art will die with you. ‘

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I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

Meme - Accepting

It’s been about a week now since the incident which cost Laika her left arm and hand. In that week she’d reunited with a dear friend, old flame, and perhaps something more. While she tried initially to keep a friendly distance between herself and Beau, the Genasi found herself falling into old habits quickly. She finds herself in the Matriarch’s bedchambers, with the lights so dim that Laika could hardly make out the features of the half elf’s face. But she knew Beau was awake, Beau didn’t breathe like this when asleep or even while trancing. Beau didn’t snuggle closer by the second and smile against her neck.

The half elf’s words come as a shock to the Genasi, but it does coax a smile from her lips and a soft chuckle. Her good arm wraps around Beau more firmly, pulls her flush against her, a leg drapes itself around Beaus waist and then she’s wrapped herself around Beau and her lips press a kiss to the crown of her head. “Is this your way of telling me you want me to stay?”

She yawns, relaxing under the blankets quietly.

     “If so, rest assured Sunshine. I’ve no desire to leave this time.”

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How does Laika feel about travelling? What mode of transport is preferred?

Laika is at heart a wanderer, like most of her kind she is flighty and airy and tends to move from place to place pretty regularly for the sake of just seeing new things and meeting new people. But really what gave her a real intense passion for travel was the few times she was allowed on her mother’s airship. Those few outings, flying high over the landscape of Faerun truly gave her a sense of how big that wide world was and just how much she had to explore. It truly is what opened her eyes and gave her a bit of a trademark wanderlust. 

For her travel is an almost meditative experience, it gives her time alone and away from people which allows her to reflect on herself without interruptions or the influence of others clouding her judgement. For as sociable as Laika is, she has learned to also appreciate solitude when exploring the world. Such solitary journeys often involve things that focus greatly on her development as a monk as Laika does have a vice that she generally finds it hard to keep herself disciplined and focused when around her friends and loved ones.

As for modes, it depends on the purpose of travel. Generally when simply travelling for the sake of it, she goes on foot or horseback to enjoy everything that the world around her has to offer. However, if it is business or important she’ll use other modes such as ships, airships, or even teleportation magic if needed.

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KING  ARTHUR   /   LEGEND  OF  THE  SWORD  PROMPTS .

❝ Why have enemies when you can have friends? ❞

❝ I thought you’d be taller and would have a beard. ❞

❝ I see you’re trying to get me to do something razzle-dazzle with that sword. ❞

❝ There’s an army of you, there’s only one of me. ❞

❝ I’ve talked, I’m happy to talk, but there is no way… that I am fighting. ❞

❝ Hang that up, don’t want it getting creased. ❞

❝ It should be clear by now that whatever you and your friends think I am, I am not it. ❞

❝ It’s all yours, son. Though I warn you, it’s got quite a bite. ❞

❝ You wanted to know what gave me such drive? It was you. ❞

❝ I am here now because of you. You created me. And for that, I bless you. ❞

❝ You’re no longer dealing with the man you previously met. ❞

❝ You’re no longer a myth. You’re starting to mean something. ❞

❝ You are resisting the sword. The sword isn’t resisting you. ❞

❝ You want him to think big? Give him something big to think about. ❞

❝ They’re fighting in your name. ❞

❝ How do you get money from a Viking? ❞

❝ You have won, [ NAME ]. You have won. Now, play with me. ❞

❝ When people fear you, it is the most intoxicated position a man can possess. ❞

❝ You know what happens now. You’re quickly becoming a legend. ❞

❝ This lot’s been trying that for years. Good luck doing that for them. ❞

❝ And once you finish it, how are you supposed to get to the middle? ❞

❝ Let me show you what your uncle will do if you do not accept. ❞

❝ The sword is yours now, son. Take it. ❞

❝ Long live the King! Long live the King! ❞

❝ I’m a little old for finger-wagging and speeches. ❞

❝ Can you just get around to telling me exactly what it is you want? ❞

❝ It’s quite dangerous being one of you lot, isn’t it? ❞

❝ You’re good with animals, aren’t you? ❞

❝ Never met one of you in the flesh. I thought you’d be taller…  ❞

❝ You have to break his old self completely, wear him down. ❞

❝ You’re playing with fire, [ NAME ]. ❞

❝ I’m not killing the king before he’s even become one! ❞

❝ Pick it up. Pick it up with both hands. ❞

❝ If you want that sword so much, your lordship, you can keep it… ❞

❝ Now, that would have hurt a lot more if I’d left the ring on. ❞

❝ It was [ NAME ] who murdered your father ❞

❝ Did you see everything you needed to see? ❞

❝ I need you to do as I tell you. I need to get you and the boy away from here. ❞

❝ You sharpened the blade. You created me. ❞

❝ Why has the water dropped? Why does the sword reveal itself now? ❞

❝ As your power increases, so do to the forces that will oppose you. ❞

❝ The born king will come. It is inevitable. ❞

❝ You felt it, didn’t you, my power? ❞

❝ I’ve never had any power or any desire to achieve it. ❞

❝ Don’t worry. You will soon understand what all the fuss is about. ❞

❝ What you didn’t account for is what you can do with this sword. ❞

❝ You wanted the prophecy, this is your prophecy. ❞

❝ The man who pulled sword from stone, behold, your born king! ❞

❝ Because for the first time, there is something you don’t know. ❞

❝ What gave you such drive? you felt if, the power, didn’t you? ❞

❝ I’m not getting drawn into this mess! ❞

❝ There are rumors, the legend of the sword, of a king other than yourself. ❞

❝ Listen to me, I need you to do as I tell you. ❞

❝ If I go down, you follow him. If he goes down, you follow me. ❞

❝ Did you see everything you needed to see? ❞

❝ Are you scared? You should be. ❞

❝ You make sense of the devil. ❞

❝ You put me in that brothel. You cut me on the streets. ❞

❝ But doesn’t it make the palace burn well? ❞

❝ No, I mean I’m sorry. You’ve made a mistake. ❞

❝ I’ll step off this throne and you can deal with me as the man you previously met. ❞

❝ Well, now that’s out the way, let’s eat. ❞

❝ I understand there’s been a change in the leadership. ❞

❝ I am confident that you will still honor the agreement made. ❞

❝ I’m prepared to extend the deadline by a week. ❞

❝ We’ve been wondering what you were doing in here. ❞

❝ I like it. What is it? ❞

❝ I’m not getting drawn into this mess. There’s an army of you. ❞

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deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

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“Darling, you look perfect tonight.”

     She smiles at the other, the cold air of a fall evening providing the gentlest breeze as the dim light of torches lead toward the location of the ball for the evening. Though Laika is not fond of such formal occaisons, she finds she cannot resist a good party. But what’s a good party if you attend alone? Extending a hand to her companion for the evening, azure eyes glimmer with the faintest hint of mischief. “Come now, it’s the harvest ball-- time to dance, drink, and most importantly, be merry.”

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how to edit update the raid note for mythic sass’zine c:

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                                 —–  good, because you must be ready for  anything.

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👀 + jaina n laika

Meme - Accepting

1) Laika finds Jaina to be beyond fascinating from just a mental and intellectual standpoint and enjoys talking to her about things ranging from what exactly the arcane can do and how it can be warped into imitations of the elements to more philosophical things. Jaina keeps her very active mind moving and it’s refreshing to have someone who can do that with her.

2) Laika cares very deeply about Jaina’s well being and notices that Jaina harbors a lot of inner turmoil and past wounds that never fully got a chance to heal. So when Jaina’s having a down day, she tries her best to allow Jaina to talk to her through things and does her absolute best to try and help-- even if help is just being there as a shoulder to cry on. Afterward, Laika always wipes her tears and offers to make some homemade food.

3) First time Laika thinks about smooching Jaina is after a night’s worth of conversation and Laika goes to leave-- back toward the inn or tavern that she’s bought lodgings with for the night and the two of them are doing the thing where they kind of linger in the doorway. Laika probably goes for it at the last possible second and it’s just a quick peck followed by a ‘I hope we can do this again’ and a very quick exit.