celestialmenagerie

[celestialmenagerie]

WISHLIST FOR MY GIRL CALLI BECAUSE!!!!! she has me in a headlock i can't stop thinking about her <3

romance!! kith!! RAAAAAAAAHHH!! i think she finally deserves her happy ending after all of the shit she's been through...so lmk if you wanna plot something behind the scenes, or if you wanna let a relationship build naturally and see if it takes that route!! either way, my dms and discord are always open for discussion <3

+1 more kiddo (or even a few)....biologically or adopted/found family :3 (she absolutely adores children, i'll post more about that later)

angst! ANGST ANGST ANGST GIVE IT TO ME!!!! if you can't tell already (and some of my friends/mooties already know this), but i am in fact a sucker for angst. calli is an angst magnet atp. major trust issues, a past she can't seem to escape, choices she wishes she never made, people she wished she never hurt, consequences galore, the universe seemingly set on making her miserable...what's not to love? :)

on the complete opposite side of that, teeth rottingly sweet fluff!! whether it be with an s/o, friend, or something else.

chaotic (fun) shenanigans!!! calli herself is the embodiment of chaos, so of course she's down for some wacky hijinks and adventures. what could go wrong? (famous last words)

definitely something with a horror/off putting aspect. i haven't gotten too deep into it yet, but calli can be pretty damn terrifying. if you want to know more, i can info dump to you about her lore <3 (though, there are some fairly unsavory parts to it. i'll point out some things before hand and you can always tell me before or during an interaction if you don't vibe with something!)

i'm also all for platonic/non-romantic ships!! best friends? sure, she would love more of those? found family? welcome to her family, they're glad to have you! enemies/frenemies? she bites, watch your fingers. (no literally, she will in fact bite you) something else? no worries! tell me what you have in mind :>

[celestialmenagerie]

what do you MEANNN it’s 101F rn but feels like 11F??

[celestialmenagerie]

“Oh…bye…”

Merindah waved to the man as he walked off of the dock, leaving her alone with her thoughts once more.

That interaction was….pleasant. More so than she had initially expected it to be. He seemed nice, and was very polite. Well, by her standards at least. As she stood there, the light of the “moon” on her back, she found herself wanting to know more about him.

Maybe it was just out of curiosity and because of limited activities in this place they were trapped in…maybe it was something deeper that she couldn’t place get.

Maybe this Niko guy could be a breath of fresh air for her.

🙂 a simple first meeting should work

— // ooc ,, niko an merindah!!

(from this post)

It was quiet today. Well, as quiet as it could be. Merindah was a bit tired, since she had just gotten out of a match. A few lacerations and bruises marked the fights that ensued, but it wasn’t anything a few bandages and a bit of rest couldn’t fix.

She absentmindedly reached into her hair, slowly running her fingers along one of the serpents that took shelter amongst her curls. A soft, gentle hissing could be heard, only audible to Merindah.

This seemed to be what grounded her, what kept her sane in between rounds. Standing out by the dock, occupied by no one other than the snakes in her hair and her own thoughts.

She was jolted out of her reverie when she heard the sound of creaking wood behind her, notifying her of someone else’s presence on the dock.

“Hello…?” she called out quietly, quickly dropping her hand from her hair.

She adjusted her blindfold to make sure it was covering her eyes, and turned around.

“Who’s there?”

[celestialmenagerie]

no one talk to me (i'm kidding please do) i just watched kpop demon hunters for like the fourth time. not over it btw

[celestialmenagerie]

hitting the choke emote rn bc i wanna add two MORE muses

Megara (left) and Alvina (right) are sisters (found family type stuff, and are Calli's best friends <3

me posting this as if i don't already want to add three other muses can i focus on one thing please GOD

[celestialmenagerie]

GENTLE PSA;   the best way to interact with me is through memes.  you could send that thing @ me even though i’ve posted it five months ago and i’d still answer and appreciate it.  it’s hard to think up starters out of the blue unless they’re plotted,  but memes are just good and gives you a general idea of what’s happening.  so please,  if you see a meme on my blog,  SEND THE MEME.

[celestialmenagerie]

He’s burning holes in the wall with his eyes…wonder who or what he’s mad at, this time?

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fyi whenever i see my mooties in my notifs whether it’s replying to a thread of ours, liking/replying to my posts, sending an ask, etc. I explode (/vpos)

like all of these awesome people know ME and want to INTERACT?? i’m gonna 💥💥💥

real footage of me whenever i see a notif from one of yall:

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“Eh, it’s quite the opposite, actually.”

Enūma chuckled, “My planet actually is…fairly colorful. Both literally, and figuratively. Our history is what one would call a ‘roller coaster’ of sorts.”

Should he mention the gods?

…Meh. He could always do that later, when it would most likely be a lot easier to explain. That wasn’t really a first meeting conversation. Explaining where he was from and who he was was probably better.

“I’m the second prince of a planet-wide empire. Shockin’, I know,” he continued.

“That same sister I mentioned earlier is gonna be the Empress one day…when that girl finally stays in one place.”

cont. from here (@y4sh1k1)

“Seems like you and I are sort of in the same boat, then.”

Enūma’s wings fluttered slightly, the dark blue hues of his feathers catching the light at almost a perfect angle. He pulled his sleeves up a bit, revealing feathers along his forearms bearing the same color as his wings, and long tail feathers.

“Ever since my sister convinced me to leave our planet, I’ve just been goin’ place to place and…sightseein’, I guess,” he replied with a shrug.

He had to admit, he did enjoy traveling quite a bit. Sure, he missed his planet, but he could always return home eventually.

“Say, you got a name?”

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“No worries, friend! Name’s Flint,” the man replied, stretching his arms over his head.

As he stretched, his wings unfolded from behind him, revealing an impressive wingspan of indigo and dark violet. They folded back behind him after a moment, and he crossed his arms as he looked down at the man.

Flint’s eyes narrowed slightly, studying him, almost.

“Say…I think I know that face…” he murmured, tapping his foot slightly.

He continued under his breath, “Where have I seen you before…do I know you?”

starter for @celestialmenagerie ; flint !

the first time sunday really looks around the astral express is . . . strange. different. he likes to think he's done with everything that happened in penacony, finished with it all, recovered — but it's barely been a day since he toppled from the penacony grand theatre like a bird that lost its wings.

in more than one way, that's what he is, he supposes. his bones ache, not used to the strain on his limbs from being out of the dreamscape for so long. ignoring it, he continues to look around, careful not to hit anything. if he does anything wrong — anything at all — who knows what they'll–

there's somebody standing there, in the parlour car. has he seen them before? no, not that he's aware. but it would be impolite to leave– but does he even have the right to–

“ ah– my apologies, but may i ask your name? ”

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“Isha, huh? Nice to meet you, I’m Odessa!”

Odessa bowed back, before straightening back onto fix herself. Earrings and glasses in place? Check! Hair still styled neatly? Yep! Skirt has no wrinkles? Seems like it! Luckily the interaction with the thief hadn’t ruffled her appearance much.

“What are you doin’ here in Fontaine? You aren’t alone, are ya?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

She herself was just visiting. Fontaine was one of the places on her “destination” list — basically all of the places on Teyvat she wanted to explore. And so far, she loved it! The nation was beautiful, and the locals were nice to her (even if they looked at her a little curiously).

She planned to stay here the longest, and she was so glad she did. After all, she met Isha! She seemed like a lovely girl.

@brcvesculs cont. from here <3

Oh! It seemed this girl spoke sign language, too! Maybe she had a verbal issue? Whatever, not her business, she would respect their privacy. Odessa signed back,

"Good. Here's your bag."

She handed the bag back to the girl, and smiled back. Her younger brother was deaf, so she'd quickly picked up sign language to be able to communicate better.

"Hope you'll be alright," she continued, actually speaking this time.

Crime wasn't too rampant back on her island, but Odessa still trained herself enough to be able to defend herself or others if need be.

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“I…”

Merindah hesitated. How long had it been, really? Too long. She probably had a rough estimate, but…

“It’s…been a while. I’d say…maybe…ten thousand rounds…? So, roughly…six thousand days , or…two-ish decades? I don’t know how I’ve kept track for this long, but here I am,” she said, looking at Niko through her blindfold.

“I’ve seem to have lost track of how many rounds I’ve been in, though.”

Merindah was experienced, that was for sure. It didn’t make the rounds any easier, though. In fact, she dreaded them. But, between the rounds, she kept to herself, didn’t talk all that much, but was friendly enough with the other survivors. She could maybe consider a few of them friends.

She had saved up enough money to buy a cabin, but when inside it, she usually just stayed in her room and slept when she could.

Other than that, she walked around the spawn area by herself quietly.

🙂 a simple first meeting should work

— // ooc ,, niko an merindah!!

(from this post)

It was quiet today. Well, as quiet as it could be. Merindah was a bit tired, since she had just gotten out of a match. A few lacerations and bruises marked the fights that ensued, but it wasn’t anything a few bandages and a bit of rest couldn’t fix.

She absentmindedly reached into her hair, slowly running her fingers along one of the serpents that took shelter amongst her curls. A soft, gentle hissing could be heard, only audible to Merindah.

This seemed to be what grounded her, what kept her sane in between rounds. Standing out by the dock, occupied by no one other than the snakes in her hair and her own thoughts.

She was jolted out of her reverie when she heard the sound of creaking wood behind her, notifying her of someone else’s presence on the dock.

“Hello…?” she called out quietly, quickly dropping her hand from her hair.

She adjusted her blindfold to make sure it was covering her eyes, and turned around.

“Who’s there?”

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cont. from here (@y4sh1k1)

“Seems like you and I are sort of in the same boat, then.”

Enūma’s wings fluttered slightly, the dark blue hues of his feathers catching the light at almost a perfect angle. He pulled his sleeves up a bit, revealing feathers along his forearms bearing the same color as his wings, and long tail feathers.

“Ever since my sister convinced me to leave our planet, I’ve just been goin’ place to place and…sightseein’, I guess,” he replied with a shrug.

He had to admit, he did enjoy traveling quite a bit. Sure, he missed his planet, but he could always return home eventually.

“Say, you got a name?”

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cont. from here (@y4sh1k1)

She let out a nervous laugh, then said:

“Uhhh…it’s say it’s a bit more complicated than that, actually,” Calliope replied.

A lot more complicated, actually.

“I’ll…tell you what I can,” she finally decided on.

Well…what could she tell her? The only place she was really safe to spill her secrets was Galathea, and they were far, far away from her beloved homeworld. There weren’t many people — or even places — she trusted when she wasn’t back home. A bit of paranoia, always on the back burner of her mind.

“I’ve…been around. For a while. I’ve probably been around even since before your ancestors were born,” she began.

“My family has been, too. All of us are…”

Damn, what was the word she wanted to use? Old? No, too vague. Ancient? Not quite, but almost…

“Primordial.”

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“…It is a nice night,” Merindah agreed, nodding slightly.

Her accent was peeking out more than usual. Was that intentional? No, must’ve been an unconscious act…for some reason.

“My name is Merindah,” she answered, “Nice to meet you, Niko.”

Her hand twitched at her side, unsure of whether to extend it for a proper handshake or not. Would that be too forward? After all, she’d just met the man, and some people did appreciate a proper greeting of some sort. But, she wasn’t sure, so her hand remained in its place at her side.

“How long have you been here in this…place?” she asked.

She herself had lost track of how long she’d been here. But she had been here for a while, that’s all she really knew. The only thing that kept her going was the thought of maybe, just maybe, going back to her old life and not living in constant fear.

That was just a dream, anyway. She doubted that would happen anytime soon, if ever.

But, she had to make the most of this. Maybe instead of just surviving, she could find some way to actually live, and not just suffer endlessly.

🙂 a simple first meeting should work

— // ooc ,, niko an merindah!!

(from this post)

It was quiet today. Well, as quiet as it could be. Merindah was a bit tired, since she had just gotten out of a match. A few lacerations and bruises marked the fights that ensued, but it wasn’t anything a few bandages and a bit of rest couldn’t fix.

She absentmindedly reached into her hair, slowly running her fingers along one of the serpents that took shelter amongst her curls. A soft, gentle hissing could be heard, only audible to Merindah.

This seemed to be what grounded her, what kept her sane in between rounds. Standing out by the dock, occupied by no one other than the snakes in her hair and her own thoughts.

She was jolted out of her reverie when she heard the sound of creaking wood behind her, notifying her of someone else’s presence on the dock.

“Hello…?” she called out quietly, quickly dropping her hand from her hair.

She adjusted her blindfold to make sure it was covering her eyes, and turned around.

“Who’s there?”

[celestialmenagerie]

tumblr stop eating my asks in my inbox challenge 💔

[celestialmenagerie]

🙂 a simple first meeting should work

— // ooc ,, niko an merindah!!

(from this post)

It was quiet today. Well, as quiet as it could be. Merindah was a bit tired, since she had just gotten out of a match. A few lacerations and bruises marked the fights that ensued, but it wasn’t anything a few bandages and a bit of rest couldn’t fix.

She absentmindedly reached into her hair, slowly running her fingers along one of the serpents that took shelter amongst her curls. A soft, gentle hissing could be heard, only audible to Merindah.

This seemed to be what grounded her, what kept her sane in between rounds. Standing out by the dock, occupied by no one other than the snakes in her hair and her own thoughts.

She was jolted out of her reverie when she heard the sound of creaking wood behind her, notifying her of someone else’s presence on the dock.

“Hello…?” she called out quietly, quickly dropping her hand from her hair.

She adjusted her blindfold to make sure it was covering her eyes, and turned around.

“Who’s there?”