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i’m made of stardust and self loathing

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Get to know the mun

¯\_(ツ)_/¯: do you have any tumblr friends? if so, who are they?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°): relationship status?

ಠ_ಠ: what is your biggest pet peeve?

(ಥ_ಥ): finish this: i hate it when...

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?

(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜): who is someone you can tell everything to?

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ: are you a hugger?

(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ: besides tumblr, do you have any other social media?

﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿?: how old are you?

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻: what are your thoughts on school?

| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show?

(ง'̀-'́)ง: are you okay?

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ✧: sexual orientation?

┬┴┬┴┤(･_├┬┴┬┴: are you a people person or a loner?

ლ(ಠ益ಠლ): do you have any siblings?

ಠ╭╮ಠ: have you ever self harmed?

(づ￣ ³￣)づ: have you ever been in love?

(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞: would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?

(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻: how do you let your anger out?

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ: are you active?

ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪: what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?

（╯°□°）╯︵(\ .o.)\: who is your least favorite person?

♥‿♥: tell us about your crush!

◔̯◔: what time is it?

◕‿◕: what is your guilty pleasure?

◔ ⌣ ◔: are you a virgin?

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Questions/Comments to be sent anonymously!

(though off anon is fine too!)

“Is there someone you hold dear?”

“Don’t you feel any guilt?”

“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”

“There must be something you fear.”

“Do you have a home?”

“Is there someone you like?”

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Aren’t you happy?”

“Who do you despise?” 

“How do you sleep at night?”

“What do you think of kindness?”

“What do you think of hatred?”

“Why do you fight?”

“Why do you live?”

“How much blood have you spilled?”

“How much death have you seen?”

“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”

“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”

“Can’t you tell they love you?”

“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”

“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”

“You’re not tainted.”

“You’re not alone.”

“You’re awful.”

“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”

“You’re an emotionless robot.”

“You’re just a lap dog.”

“It’s not over.”

“He/she needs you.”

“Stop lying.”

“Stop fighting.”

“Stop pushing others away.”

“You’re cruel.”

“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”

“You depend on him/her too often.”

“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”

“He/she is bringing you down.”

“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”

“You need to listen.”

“You need to speak up more often.”

“You’re weak.”

“You’re too proud.”

“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”

“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”

“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”

“You can’t cheat death.”

“You can’t hide forever.”

“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”

“That person is only holding you back.”

“They’re too good for you.”

“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”

“It will get better.”

“You look lonely.”

“You look bitter.”

“You look tired.”

“You’re hiding a painful burden.”

“You’re perfect.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“You will always be worthless.”

“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”

“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”

“You’ll rise above them all.” 

“You’ll find your place in this world.”

“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”

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Major Arcana Inspired Character Asks

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The Fool: When has your character been excited to start a new journey? The Magician: How does your character unleash their creativity or resourcefulness? The High Priestess: When has trusting their instincts paid off for your character? The Empress: Who has been a positive female figure in your character’s life? The Emperor: Who has been a positive male figure in your character’s life? The Hierophant: Who has served as a mentor to your character? The Lovers: Which of your character’s relationships has been the most positive? (Romantic or otherwise) The Chariot: What goal is your character determined to reach? Strength: On what issue is your character persistent? The Hermit: Write about a time your character did some soul searching. What did they find? The Wheel of Fortune: What are your character’s proudest successes? Justice: When has your character felt satisfied with the conclusion to a major dispute or concern? The Hanged Man: When has your character needed to step back and look at things from a different perspective? Death: When has your character had to let go of something in their life? Temperance: How does your character balance their life? The Devil: Does your character ever neglect their wild side? The Tower: When has your character lost an ideal or relationship? The Star: When has your character been most hopeful? The Moon: When has your character’s path been unclear? The Sun: When does your character sit back and enjoy themselves? Judgment: Has your character ever been given a second chance? The World: When has one of your character’s dreams come true?

Bonus: Major Arcana in Reverse!

The Fool in Reverse: When has your character acted recklessly? The Magician in Reverse: When was your character manipulated? The High Priestess in Reverse: When has your character felt betrayed emotionally? The Empress in Reverse: When has your character felt dependent on another? The Emperor in Reverse: When is your character inflexible or stubborn? The Hierophant in Reverse: When has your character’s personal beliefs been challenged? The Lovers in Reverse:  When has your character experienced heartbreak? The Chariot in Reverse: When has your character’s pride or arrogance been their downfall? Strength in Reverse: What are your character’s doubts or insecurities? The Hermit in Reverse: When has your character felt the most alone? The Wheel of Fortune in Reverse: When has your character felt their life was no longer under their control? Justice in Reverse: When has your character been treated unfairly or cruelly? The Hanged Man in Reverse: When has your character tried to avoid making a major decision? Death in Reverse: When has your character tried to fight change? Temperance in Reverse: When has your character felt overwhelmed? The Devil in Reverse: When has your character suffered from refusing to break off an unhealthy relationship? The Tower in Reverse: When has your character’s actions led to disaster? The Star in Reverse: When has your character lost faith? The Moon in Reverse: When does your character mistrust their feelings or intuition? The Sun in Reverse: When does your character’s goal seem just out of reach? Judgment in Reverse: When has your character found it difficult to forgive themselves? The World in Reverse: What is your character holding back? 

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Visions

Dreams, like memories, flew through the former Highbornes mind. He slept, fitfully in the small human bed, tossing and turning. Perhaps it was not dreams that haunted him, but memories? Who truly knew. Even having walked the Emerald Dream E’sharae Starweaver still struggled telling vision from reality, especially when it was in such a vivid form.

This was like a dream, but not a dream. It had a hint of memory… But it wasn’t quite there. Perhaps this was the future then? He had rarely had true visions, and the instances in which he had them had been strong, like a punch to the face.

Surumar, the once beautiful city that surrounded the Light of Light’s palace, the Highborne Queen Azshara’s noble abode. Before the destruction of the world, it was a beautiful city. Bright with all times of day or night. But this image before him was not that of the Surumar he remembered. No, in fact, the only way he knew it was his birthplace wasn’t even a tangible thing. A feeling. That was all. The mindscape in which he traveled was dim, the eerie glow of fel green seeping into the deepest parts of his mind. Shivering, the thinly framed Kaldorei moved forward.

It was as if E’sharae drifted through the streets. A shattered image of what once was bathed in an unworldly light that seemed to grow brighter with every step forward. The green hue became sinister, and the former mage turned his eyes to the sky, a gasp forming on his lips as the wind within the dream picked up to swirl the silver strands of the druids hair in the storm.

The sky he saw was blackened, darkened by the looming presence of an enemy long since fought. An enemy he, and he was certain many others, did not ever wish to combat again. The world was victorious over the enemy… However, their enemy was Legion.

The green overlay from the sky painted the once beautiful city of his birth in an ungodly shade of fel. Meteor’s began plummeting from the sky, the whistles from the falling demons sending a thread of terror down E’sharae’s spine. The destruction that those falling fel flamed balls of horror could inflict just upon landing was unimaginably monstrous. More than that, there was the apprehension of the damage that the Legion would want to repay to a world that had already thwarted them time and again...

E’sharae awoke in the small human bed within one of the Inns in the Mage District of Stormwind City. He had knocked the bedclothes from the small bed, suitable still for his more womanly frame, and the plain sleep-shirt he preferred to wear was soaked through with a cold sweat. Sitting up he stared wide eyed around the dark room, trembling at the strength of the feeling from the dream. Memory… Vision?

A gentle hoot from the side of the bed startled him, and the gold-touched owl tilted his head at the druid, questioning the elf before drifting from his post to hop along the bed and nudge the slender hands that shook horribly.

“Da’luu… What are we going to do?” the slender Kaldorei murmured to the owl, scooping the familiar into his arms and tucking one hand beneath the avian’s talons to cradle the bird. All he received was another hoot, a trace of concern through the sound if one were in to interpreting the hoots of owls.

E’sharae pushed one delicate finger along the owls head, taking deep breaths to calm himself with the motion. He wasn’t sure how long he held his familiar, but it seemed as if ages had passed when the room began to lighten. Dawn had come.

Moving the dark colored night hunter to his shoulder, E’sharae stood, his pale form moving to the small table with a thin red cloth draped over it. Tracing his fingers over the cards, still lain upon the silken fabric from the reading the night prior. It had not boded well, the spread. And he wished he could blame the cards for the dream which had shown so vividly the fate that encroached upon Azeroth. But the cards did not fabricate lies, they only showed the truth.

Turning from the table he padded silently to the window, pulling the curtains aside to gaze at the dawn sky, brows furrowed in thought.

“The Legion is returning… Has returned.” he muttered sourly, the images of his birthplace bathed in the fel green tint seemed painted into his mind as he turned to begin his day.

((I am several months late in sharing this, I’ve been working on it since before the Invasions started... And since I just now got his blog-space thingy up and running... <.<  Have a shaky future vision from mah Shae-Bae))