daemonfleur

[daemonfleur]

hi ! just wanted to say 1. thanks for the follow 2. Your carrd is so so pretty and very cool :3

Hello hello! Thank you following me back too ofc and I’m glad you took liking to my carrd! Feel free to send me memes anytime, my inbox is always open 💓

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Anyway! I was wondering. What verses would you guys like to see for my muses? I’ve got few ideas myself but I’d want suggestions too!

[daemonfleur]

❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ Zack to Aerith

❛ Oh! ❜

There was a soft, slightly surprised gasp that slipped from florist's lips the moment she felt a jacket being put on her shoulders from behind. Seems like she had spent more time speaking to the flowers that she initially planned to, which in turn resulted in her losing the track of time. Small smile that spoke volumes of her gratitude. There he was, taking care of her clumsy self as usual. It was a heartwarming sensation, one that ignited joy in her burdened heart. Slowly, her head would turn to take a look at Zack, smile lingering on her soft features. ❛ Thank you. I guess I haven't noticed how cold it is out there ❜ Brunette admitted before fully turning to look at him, expression turning more playful. ❛ So what gave it away? Shivering? Goosebumps? ❜

[daemonfleur]

Wandering your feelings on Aerith x Cloud? o v o

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

Cute ship! Might not be my OTP as I don't really have any OTP for Aerith, but I think it's cute. I really like the " opposites attract " trope for characters, so I kinda ship it!

[daemonfleur]

Regarding the whole AI situation, I wanted to add something from myself. Guys, if you’re using ai to make your grammar better? This is FINE. Because your writing is YOUR OWN. I tested it myself and even if you use AI to improve your grammar, your replies WON’T get flagged as ai, by ai detectors. What we’re not fine with? Yeah you guessed right. When you don’t write anything and simply use ai to write for you.

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❛ Only when I know that a demon will come to my rescue ❜ Aerith couldn't stop a playful smile that twisted her lips. Her eyes remained fixed on the devil hunter with a teasing gleam in their emerald depths. Oh this would be fun. Two could play this game, and if Nero thought that he can be the only one who teases here? Then Aerith was more than happy to play along and prove him wrong. They had plenty of time to spare, considering both of them would be stuck there together for god knew how long, and so Aerith thought it would be perfect to use that time to it's fullest. Slowly, she started approaching him, her footsteps slow and deliberate on the terrain. ❛ Damsel-in-distress? Oof, bold of you to assume. But… it's Aerith. And I guess you're my accidental hero now, huh? ❜ Brunette leaned closer, the friendly tension between the two palpable in the air as Aerith kept her eyes locked with his own.

❛ So, do you think we should make it our thing now? ❜ A small pause in her words, head tilting to the side as if to assess this interesting stranger. Curiosity was one of Aerith's main traits, something most people knew her for. One day this curiosity might become her undoing, but it certainly wasn't happening today. Not with him by her side at least! ❛ I fall, you catch? ❜ The florist started circling around him slowly, the smile on her face a clear indicator of how much she had been enjoying this whole chance meeting. It had been a while since she had some fun and joy in her life, might as well take advantage of it.

"Haha, a date? Well, if that counted as a date then I'd be a hell of a lot curious as to what a more put-together atmosphere looks like. I wouldn't say I do this on a normal given case though." She's awarded with a chuckle from the devil hunter, his arms reaching up and behind his head in a casual stance before simply nodding. It's not like this was normal, but hell even Nero didn't bat an eye at the suggestion. It was actually pretty funny, after all.

"So, you go sky-diving on a regular basis without a parachute only for guys like me to catch you out of the sky like that? Or is that a special tuesday afternoon kind of thing you got going on? I gotta say, you're pretty lucky I happened to be in the area, too. I was onto some creature's trail before the storm scared it away, but hey! Here we are, not splattered to pieces on the ground."

How wonderful of him, of course he could find the humor in the most mundane and dangerous situations. Simply shrugging it off and laughing was something he was mighty good at.

"The name's Nero, by the way. And the damsel-in-distress's name is...?" A quirk of his head to the side, the devil hunter moves his attention to outward from where they were standing. The rain is beginning to hit the ground hard, and a thread of lightning caresses the sky like a snake's forked tongue.

"Damn. Hopefully you don't have anyone waiting for you worried sick during this mess."

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Ah so her instincts were correct after all. Not a surprising thing in the slightest. Aerith had always been good at picking up on auras and something about this man practically screamed at her that he wasn't fully a human, just as he had stated right now. That however, didn't deter her at all. While creatures of many kinds have always been something she was familiar with, Aerith had never had an encounter with a creature of demon's caliber ever before - this would be the very first time she gets to talk to one of them. How fascinating.

As someone who wasn't human herself, Aerith had a penchant for different and extraordinary. That curiosity could practically be considered a part of her, the very thing that made Aerith herself. Silence lingered between the two for a moment, their gazes suddenly locking as the florist makes a direct eye contact with the swordsman, clearly not shying away from direct eye contact. Then a soft smile that plays on her lips, followed by a gentle shake of her head ❛ I suppose it's that obvious, isn't it? ❜ Unable to hold herself back from cracking a small joke, as usual. ❛ You're right, I'm not. This planet is not my own ❜ But for the first time, the voices in her head have stopped. For the first time there was no sound of planet screaming in pain... just... empty silence in her head. It felt weird, almost as if some part of her was completely gone... but on the other hand it was comforting.

Vergil paused, a moment that seemed to stretch into eons. He already had the sense that she was no average human, that she seemed out of place in this bleak little corner of the world. Yet, he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. She was certainly no demon. Perhaps something more otherworldly? He could spend all day coming up with theories - angel, Nephilim, perhaps the child of some sort of deity - but in the end, it wouldn't matter. She would return to being an irrelevant speck in his long life.

Or so he thought.

The swordsman turned to gaze at her over his shoulder, his blue gaze almost like icy daggers as he met emerald green eyes.

"No," he simply replied. "At least...not fully."

He then turned more to face her fully, gauging her in order to predict her next move.

"You're not from this place, are you?"

[daemonfleur]

Anyways, I'm not as nice as most, nor care for reputation on this hell site, but I won't idly stand by when others are being blatantly deceived by AI utilization, as someone who uses Grammarly himself and writes with creative prose. @vulpinexi is straight up using AI-generated writing. There's a difference between using the tools for help and using them in your writing as a whole. Your writing style and tone are always inconsistent. If you weren't using AI, especially in your most flowery replies, then why isn't it consistent? None of your content is consistent, descriptions, or characterization. Everything. Being a non -english speaker is no justification. Most of us aren't. I tried to talk to you privately, but you blocked me. You named three Ai tools you use, yet you act like what you're doing is okay. You're victimizing yourself for being caught. Taking offense, being defensive, when ppl are speaking up about Ai use without name-dropping you. Just admit you rely heavily on Ai. If it's no big deal, just admit it. Your partners deserve to know. I feel so bad for these writers. Like, really, why are you defending Ai writing? That's not cool, nor ever will be. Do better, Mallow.

It just makes no sense to me how ppl on here can just deceive mutuals, then hide it by Ask-bombing them. This is the only post I'll be making on this. It's just not okay.

[daemonfleur]

Final Fantasy VII Rebirth | ▶ dev. Square Enix

[daemonfleur]

🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action.  )

❛  do you want to tell me about your day?  ❜ ❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ ❛  i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.  ❜ ❛  i promise i'll always be here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could take away all your pain.  ❜ ❛  i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.  ❜ ❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.  ❜ ❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ ❛  you can always ask me for help if you need it.  ❜ ❛  you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hug.  ❜ ❛  you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.  ❜ ❛  you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.  ❜

[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)

[daemonfleur]

Send me a ship for my muse and I’ll say if I Ship it or if I Skip it.

[daemonfleur]

I won’t be posting much of ooc stuff anymore, but there is one thing that has been bothering me. There’s a growing issue that needs to be addressed: people using AI-generated text in roleplays without disclosing it. It’s not okay to pass off machine-written replies as your own, especially in collaborative spaces where trust, time, and creativity matter. I recently discovered that someone, a fairly well known roleplayer around here has been using AI (detected at 100% confidence using Copyleaks) for their most “impressive” replies while writing simpler ones themselves. The inconsistency, tone shifts, and testing all line up.

Now it could be a coincidence as AI Detectors aren’t always correct and are of course bound to make some mistakes. However, I put my own replies and my friend’s into Copyleaks to check. There was 0 AI content detected. Then I put that person’s replies there to check, and practically every reply that looked "fancy” was sadly AI generated, which cannot be a coincidence. If you're writing with someone and their prose suddenly shifts into overly poetic, mechanically perfect language that sounds more like a novel excerpt than RP? it might not be them. If you're going to use AI to “help,” be honest about it. But don’t build a rep and gain praise off writing that isn’t yours. That's disrespectful to every writer who’s putting real effort into this. I won’t be doing public callouts regarding who actually did that. I’m too old for this. Just keep an eye on everyone whose writing seems to be a bit too fancy.

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"i think you're avoiding the question." @peoplcsrebel

So he had caught up on that, hasn't he? Aerith had been trying her best to avoid the topic, but it seems like she couldn't be doing that forever. She had to talk about it eventually, even if it meant reopening old wounds by doing so. ❛ You've noticed, haven't you? ❜ Her voice came out softer than it usually was, laced with a hint of her inner sadness, which she had been trying to conceal so hard but in the end it came spilling out like a waterfall. How embarrassing. Even then, a soft smile graced her features but this time, it spoke of her pain, of her barely suppressed sadness.

The topic of her mother had always been painful to her. Bittersweet memories resurfacing with majority of them being... bitter. Brunette's gaze shifted to the side for a mere moment, unsure what to do. Should she tell him? Aerith trusted Nero to tell him about a lot of things, but this... this was a very delicate topic. ❛ I guess I've never talked about this... have I? ❜ Aerith moved to settle down on her bed, hands now resting on her knees in a manner that could be described as... nervous? It was quite a sight, really. Considering Aerith had never really acted like that before.

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This man... There was something different about him, something that set him apart from the others. He may not have been Cetra like she was, but Aerith felt a strange pull towards him, in a way. The last thing she remembered before finding herself here in this new, strange world was blade going through her abdomen, piercing it in the most cruel way. The memories of it resurfacing in a painful way, the memory of her lungs and her throat filling up with blood, rendering her unable to scream even. A painful and hopeless sensation.

Now she was here, as if nothing had happened. The florist had been attempting to put it all together, but none of this made sense no matter how much she tried to make sense of it, so in the end she gave up and made an attempt to adapt to this world instead. Maybe it was a second chance for her, given from the Lifestream or maybe fate. ❛ You're not a human, are you? ❜ The question was quite direct as Aerith would lean closer to take a better look at the mysterious man, emerald irises assessing him in a curious manner. (x) @lostsonofsparda

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❛ Woah-! ❜ Soft gasp could be heard slipping from brunette's lips the moment she felt sensation of unfamiliar claws catching her just in time. Emerald irises moved to take a better look at her savior, head tilted to the side in curious manner. Aerith had seen multiple things and creatures that could be described as weird or unusual in her life, which meant, this devil form didn't surprise her that much and yet, it was much different from anything she had ever seen. A perfect way to get her interest.

Brunette's arms would wrap around Nero's torso, her grip on him as tight as she could manage. While heights weren't something that scared her, the thought of falling from such height certainly wasn't pleasant and so, Aerith did was she was told.

It took them few moments to finally get where they were, but at last they had landed down. Not in the most comfortable place ever, but it didn't matter much to Aerith. What mattered is they were safe, for now. Getting to her feet, Aerith's hands moved to dust herself off before her emerald irises locked with Nero's, playful smile playing on her lips, followed by a question. ❛ So should I count this as a date? High altitude, being close? ❜ Her tone was teasing but pleasant as she spoke, arms clasped behind her back. It was nothing more than playful teasing, but Aerith would enjoy seeing his reaction - especially if he got flustered because of it.

(x) @ouroborius

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❛ A doctor huh? ❜ Aerith asked with a small, comforting smile playing upon her lips. It wasn't every day she would come across a reindeer who claimed to be a doctor, but at the same time she didn't question it. During her time in Midgar, Aerith had encountered plenty of things, that could be considered weird or even questionable, so of course this one talking reindeer wasn't that surprising to her.

Yet at the same time the florist found herself strangely curious about him, wanted to know more about his story. ❛ I know! ❜ A small pause, her pointing finger in the air as her smile stretches a bit wider at the very announcement she had made. ❛ My house is nearby. Maybe you can help me pick some flowers. How's that sound to you? ❜ It wasn't anything much, but what Aerith was sure of was that such activity would help them form a bond more easily. It was peaceful and serene. Something both of them most likely needed.

Chopper was somewhat surprised that this woman was so invested in his situation. The pirate didn't mind though. As innocuous of a person as this one was, she likely felt concerned for Chopper's apparent solitude. Something about her smile brought him a sense of ease, prompting the reindeer to smile softly right back at the florist who approached him. Perhaps he found a decent way to kill time in this strange land after all.

"Somewhere around. They might've left this town already, but we have a meeting spot in a few days anyway, so there's not much urgency to seek them out." The boy explained his circumstances, gazing up at her with an easy gaze. This woman brought a strange sense of peace and calm out of Chopper, allowing him to lower barriers he may have had up around other strangers.

"Maybe there's something I can do to help you though? I'm a doctor." He felt bad getting so much undue attention without anything to offer in return.

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It doesn't take long for Aerith to notice the slight confusion making it's way up to Itachi's face. Maybe that was too random, considering this was the first time they met but the moment the young florist had found herself near Itachi, she couldn't help the feeling that started forming in her chest. Something akin to hope blooming inside her, as if she had felt some kind of a strange pull towards this particular individual. He was not a Cetra - because if he were, then Aerith would have felt it. The special connection that all Cetras had. It wasn't the case with Itachi, but it was something else that made her so drawn to him in this very moment. ❛ It was a bit straightforward wasn't it? ❜ Question slipped from her lips but her smile lingered on her soft features. It however, didn't take long for initial embarrassment to be replaced with her curiosity yet again.

Aerith's eyes searched his, arms moving to clasp behind her back before she would learn closer, fascinated and curious. It's not every day she gets to speak about such things in open manner, which made this conversation feel like a breath of fresh air to her. ❛ So it was an one time thing? ❜ Soft, calm smile plays on woman's lips. If that was the case, then she guessed he might have considered himself lucky. Sometimes there were times when Aerith would find herself all by herself, thinking while tending to the flowers and wishing all the voices she had been hearing every since she was a little girl would stop. The very thing that alienated her and yet at the same time... didn't make her feel completely alone. What an irony that was.

@daemonfleur said: Her eyes flicker down to where the materia rests, not out of fear, but recognition. ❛ You carry Leviathan’s gift, don’t you? ❜ she says softly. ❛ Does it ever speak to you? ❜ She smiles, hand pressed gently to her chest. ❛ Mine does ❜

ㅤIt's... unexpected. Everything about this. It's unexpected that he's approached by a stranger so airily, and it's unexpected that this stranger seems like she doesn't belong here at all. Itachi knows very little about Midgar, having arrived in the stinky wondrous City of Mako less than two days ago, but he does know that this young woman does not fit its vibe in the slightest. Like finding a flower blooming amidst a heap of trash.

«Um-»

ㅤWhat catches him off guard for good, though, is what she mentions; all of it, one sentence after the other. How does she even know...? It's not like it's a secret really, one look at his katana and anybody can see the telltale glow of an orb of red materia. But here she is, guessing the summon's identity immediately. As though they're old friends. Blinking, and not bothering to mask his puzzlement, Itachi looks up from the map he'd been studying [heavens, who is responsible for these slums' urban development??].

ㅤ«...She did, once. When first we bonded and I was granted her blessing and power.» Do you speak to your materia is what he really wants to ask, but that would have been incredibly rude and might sound too questioning of her sanity, so he doesn't. It may or may not show on his face.