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fighting demons

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     No greater relief had fallen upon this burdened heart until now,   for eighteen long years the second Ekion of fire believed his brother was killed by his own hands in a violent rampage.   Guilt had since plagued his every waking moment,   even at times where memory chose to deceive him with a lesser pain to spare him such suffocating torment.   He would feel that deep aching still,   conscious of the truth within the depths of his soul.   Although Joshua's return would not calm a tempestuous remorse,   he's comforted in the simple knowledge that he was indeed,   alive,   surrounded by those who support and care for him.

       ❛❛   You as well.   I had only heard of you in brief but I trust in Joshua,   any friend of his is a friend of the outlaws,   I hope you come to see the hideaway as your home as it ours.   ❜❜        Although Clive is a man of many reservations born by mistrust,   he welcomes Locke in as though he was one of them.   It is as he said,   he trusts in Joshua,   regardless of the years it was still his brother,   no tragedy could sever their bond quite easily.   Besides,   he owes the man for all those years of service,   he looked after Joshua when he couldn't,   he's grateful.       ❛❛   Anyone and everyone is useful in what little they can offer,   I am certain your added aid would be of great use to the Hideaway.   We need all the help we can get as the last attack on Martha's rest had crippled our defenses in the South,   any supplies you can find would save us a great deal of time.   ❜❜

"Your brother was always talking about you. It's good to finally meet you in person. Officially, at least." Locke has watched over Clive a few times before for Joshua, but they never talked. Now that he's at the Hideaway, things are much different. "If you need my help for anything, please tell me. I want to remain useful, and I need to keep myself busy."

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Storm and Ash: An indie FFXVI multimuse feat: Barnabas Tharmr and others.

Written by Benji. Sideblog to @phoenixfiiire.

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Miguel Hernández, tr. by Robert Bly, from The Selected Poems; "I Have Plenty of Heart,"

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I'm at snail speed here but I'm popping in to let you guys know that I adore every single thread and interaction I have going on here, every single one of you here is so gosh dang talented and SO passionate about their writing/portrayals, I want to take my time and pour my heart into everything I write to give you the justice you deserve, I made this blog because I want to get back my love for writing... thank you so much for showing me what I was missing out on ♡

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FINAL FANTASY XVI (2023)  | developed by Square Enix

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     "Brother." His voice is strained and he looks unwell. In his hands Joshua held one of the well worn wooden bowls from the kitchen, and the murky soup could be seen easily from inside. What was also visible were bright spots of orange that had been thoroughly mixed throughout. "Must they add carrots to every soup they make?"

     There's an ache in Joshua's voice that alarmed him,   a cry for help almost similar to when they were only boys,   Joshua was no longer the sickly child he remembers,   but it is what he would imagine whenever he would come into memory,   it's baffling still to consider he's as old as him when he deserted the empire for the outlaws,   time is truly a strange thing.   He's quick to discard his current business to answer the younger's call,   worry laced with features as he turns to looks at him,   only for his eyes to settle on the bowl between his hands.   Oh   ...   so this is what's all about   ...

       ❛❛   Founder    ...   ❜❜        he exhaled,   unable to suppress a quite laugh,   he had him worried for a moment over some soup.   It's a marvel how he survived all this time with this stubborn refusal for anything green.        ❛❛   I see some habits never change.   How do you expect to grow if you don't eat your vegetables,   your grace ?   ❜❜        he teased,   mimicking the many complaints the maids would give him every time he would push them away from his plate.        ❛❛   Give it here,   I'll pick them out for you.   ❜❜        he offers as he had plenty of times before when they were younger,   he's partly responsible for this travesty as he had forgotten to inform the others of Joshua's eternal feud,   it's only fair that he makes it up for him somehow.

@phoenixfiiire // eat ur greens

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     He stands,   unmoving like a stone wall.   Faithful hound right by his feet,   a few inches closer towards the woman with a snarl of clear aggression restrained by command,   [   possible to be unleashed if she insists of feigning a clueless act.   ]   The outlaws could hardly get by with what little they had,   their bread and livelihood still prone to be robbed by those who claim authority born from the illusion of importance.   All men were equal in this world,   it's a firm belief he would fight for so tirelessly.   If poverty   &.   hunger were the reasons behind such desperation he would offer her a place at the hideaway where she needn't worry about neither                   if it was something else however   ...   Sharp glare remains fixed on the other,   her sweet talk does very little to sway him into reconsideration.        ❛❛   Would you like to find out ?   ❜❜        he says quietly   &.   in unison with the rising volume of Torgal's growl.   He's gracious to offer her one last chance nonetheless as he extends an open palm for her to return what she stole.   She better take her next step wisely.

“ I wouldn’t call it stealing per se. ”     the girl taps finger to cheek in thought; artemis has been caught red-handed … and this guy looks kind of scary. better think of a way to turn this around in her favor.     “ I was going to bring it back, I was just borrowing it. ”     the girl leans back onto her heels, eyeing the dog at the scarred man’s side; KI-0 squeaks from somewhere in artemis’ backpack.     “ you’re not going to like … sic your dog on me, are you? i’m too young and beautiful to be mauled to death by a dog. ”     / @rosh1d caught a thief!

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      Golden droplets fall from porcelain cheek,   the weeping of a fairy-like being in an ache that only complements her rare beauty.   As one would marvel the brilliance of her visage as though it was a real life painting,   he would break through the illusion many men would thoughtlessly surrender into its deceit.   The sight of blood feels wrong on her skin,   a deep sense of worry would soon settle in his stomach ;   fortunately drowning a rage so easily ignited.   However,   he's certain Venus had dealt with the offending party accordingly.        ❛❛   Even so,   it mustn't be left unintended,   allow me                  ❜❜        gently,   he would wipe the blood off with a handkerchief,   paying no mind to golden hue that would stain his palm as he caressed her cheek.        ❛❛   Are you certain you're alright ?   ❜❜

" a scratch, nothing more ... it will heal in due time. " venus can't help but feeling as if their roles are reversed ... isn't she usually the one fussing over his spilt blood? instead, it is her golden ichor that tumbles forth from beneath split skin. " it doesn't hurt. " / @rosh1d.

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Its okey like this man wasn’t traumatized enough ig

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I hope you never forgive yourself for what you did.

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You always deserved so much better.

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You always did deserve so much better.

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"You are the person I admire the most. I do not think you realize how much you have kept me going."

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Whenever I see you, I only see my own failure.

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I'm sorry. I put you through too much because I thought I was protecting you.

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Anonymously confess something to my muse. My muse can't say anything in response.