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❛ i’ve always been in love with you, ❜ joel sat with his guitar in his lap—he had stopped playing for a moment to let the silence sit. it was in that silence that he felt his heart swell. joseph was next to him as he had often been these days. they enjoyed each other’s company in more ways than just this one. joel turned his head to look at joseph. he couldn’t help the smile that spread a crossed his face as he noticed he’d taken him off guard with those words—direct and honest as they were, ❛ i know that now. ❜ joel continued, he let his eyes linger into josephs’… there was a gentleness there, one joel knew he preserved for him. ❛ did you know?… from the moment we met…. ❜ joel looked off and breathed and chuckled breathlessly as he recalled their first meeting. ❛ could you feel it too? ❜ joel’s gaze softened once more as he looked upon joseph and reached over to take his hand into his own. ❛ i never thought i’d ever feel this way… not like this. ❜ / @nowfather
#as you can see i expanded on it quite a bit from the rough draft lol#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 ����𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ nowfather. › joseph seed. ›#‹ 002. joseph. &. joel. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › nowfather ›#‹ 𝐯. › main. ›
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𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫. night was settling into the dusk, and her heart stirred with unease. she beckoned the light to her palm holding a crystal for her own safety. she needed the act to be believable in these lands. there did not seem to be any life stirring beyond the shore at the moment, but the quiet did not set as steady as it felt. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐞𝐝. ❛ and they said waloed didn’t come to greet their wary travelers. ❜ she said sarcastically and groaned. she had heard many tales of the beast men and how they cooked their victims alive so that they could savor their screams as they passed into death. 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐞.
they would not be reasoned with, so she did not try. they clearly lacked intelligence. alina carefully placed her crystal into her satchel—it would only be in the way. as the orcs rushed forward—𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐞𝐝’𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲. the rush of adrenaline pumping through her as she felt the light surge in her—sapping what was left of the sun as it sank into the earth and bringing it into the night. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 around her as she thought to relax for a breath.
they must have come for the orcs. she thought as they circled around her. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲, ❛ please… i mean you no harm. ❜ she muttered, looking to their eyes for acknowledgement that they understood her tongue. she raised her hands in defense and she was fettered before taken away to the castle that loomed in the distance of the shore. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠. barnamas tharmr. she knew him only in name. she stood still with her hands confined to her back. 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚. the crystal fetters they placed on her wrist did not stop her power.
when the king’s eyes fell to her she saw awe growing. this feeling that he gave felt familiar. 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. she wondered what might have passed through his mind when looking over her for a miracle to occur. ❛ i’ve heard a lot about your kingdom. . �� but nothing could prepare me for how poorly you treat your guests. ❜ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, ❛ i have an unbearable itch… and i would rather handle that myself if it pleases you. ❜ / @ashwarden
#you probably only have a paragraph of this you can respond to lmao#of course alina is being sassy#but i imagine that big light show made people curious what the heck was going on#and idk if he knows about grisha#but here she is#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ ashwarden . › barnabas tharmr. ›#‹ 001. barnabas. &. alina. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › ashwarden ›#‹ 𝐯. › final fantasy xvi. ›
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𝐩 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧. vague images swimming up from the black pools of his mind. yet here he was faced with darkness in a new way. it spoke, it breathed, and it felt more than the cold blackness he had come to be familiar with.
❛ i have heard some talk of one that conjures the shadows, but i had not expected for them to appear so fair. ❜ his voice was almost without emotion as he spoke, though he had not been devoid of it. he was simply tired after a long journey into ravka. the land was new to him, and he had seen the land ravaged and it’s people burned. there was a minor understanding of why the folks born into what was deemed to be normal in ravka, hated and feared those who wielded what he learned to be small science—grisha, as they were called, did not create that which did not already exist in the world.
p came to know humans capable of much when led by fear. he had watched his own home fall due to the fear and greed of humans. now it was but a mere myth on the lips of those who once heard of krat. memories all but forgotten. p did wander if any remnants of krat would pull themselves from the rubble and venture off as he did, leaving the island’s destruction in the past. / @sovrenyi
#‹ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞. › p. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫 : 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝. › p. ›#‹ sovrenyi. › aleksander morozova. ›#‹ 001. aleksander morozova. &. p. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › sovrenyi ›#‹ 𝐯. 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞. › p. ›#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#it's random#and i don't really know where i am going with his verse yet#but i am adding krat as an island that maybe used to exist a long time ago?#and p recently woke back up after the events in the future of that?#idk idk
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𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐬’ 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, ❛ it pains me to see someone such a deep fount of power used by a god who depends on you in order to reign above you. ❜ silence meets his words, the down casted gaze as he had knelt before his sovereign. 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬. for he is the almighty’s most tortured puppet—a mere plaything.
❛ oh king… do not tell me that you truly have relinquished your will to play at servant for a loveless entity?… ❜ his voice is low, finally, he is graced with his gaze, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞—𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞… 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝. tired of all of this. ❛ you do not care anymore. ❜ the revelation sunk his heart. he could feel the emptiness now setting in. perhaps in his youth, barnabas had tried to fight it… but much had been stolen from him, and now he sought an end to all things. ❛ you and i are more alike than you think, your majesty. ❜ / @ashwarden
#this is all in character#sephiroth is now my oc so everything he does is in character#idc idc#i will do the other tags later#also if i overstepped just have barnabas bomb fart or something#>#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › starter. ›#‹ ashwarden. › barnabas tharmr. ›#‹ 001. barnabas tharmr. &. sephiroth. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › ashwarden ›#‹ 𝐯. › final fantasy xvi. ›
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❛ you don’t get it. ❜ his tone is serious, he stares at his hands. ❛ you… and sam… and amelie… damn, the whole of america. you’ve got this… connection. what binds me to this forsaken earth, huh? nothing. ❜ he didn’t want to hear her response. he hated her heart. he hated it. ❛ blood, death… violence. that’s all i’m made of. ❜ his want to belong most of all… the want to be wanted. he couldn’t have cared if the world ended… amelie saw it and she used it. used him… ❛ so just do it. shoot me. ❜ [ ♡ @timesoak ]
#& ⋄ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 ⊳ . . . 006 ‚ 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐬 & 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐞. ⋄ timesoak#& ⋄ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 ⊳ . . . prose. ⋄#& ⋄ 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ⊳ . . . closed starter. ⋄#ANNNND on to round 6
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❛ you look awfully lost in your thoughts. ❜ tifa approached aerith’s side, the sun setting beautifully did not capture the violence and heartache that the day brought. ❛ gil for your thoughts? ❜ / @gaiastream
#think of them on costa del sol after hojo fucks off#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ gaiastream. › aerith gainsborough. ›#‹ 001. aerith gainsborough. &. tifa lockhart. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › gaiastream ›#‹ 𝐯. › i. ›
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❛ i suppose it’s good to see you making friends… ❜ kaveh didn’t look up from the book he was currently indulged in—half jealous and half in disbelief, he intended to keep all of his emotions to himself in this moment. 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐥-𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦. / @vulturvolan
#gotta remember how to do this lol#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ vulturvolan. › al-haitham. ›#‹ 001. al-haitham. &. kaveh. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › vulturvolan ›#‹ 𝐯. › i. ›
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❛ i wouldn't know how to kill a vampire, i’m not a monster hunter, i’m a mercenary. ❜ the question felt strange, but cloud paid no mind to the specfics of it. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭. / @vamparion
#i might have been unoriginal here#but... i just imagine in his baldurs gate verse cloud gets mistaken for a monster hunter#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ vamparion. › astarion ancunin. ›#‹ 001. astarion. &. cloud. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › vamparion ›#‹ 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞. › baldurs gate. ›
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𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞. some of the soldiers in the brig were beginning to come around to the ideology that msf followed—an army with no nation, no borders, a place for soldiers to live and breathe what they know best. their own personal heaven, where they were neither dead or alive.
the sun was beginning to set over the horizon. it was was one of snakes favorite things about the new base. somehow being in the middle of the sea was better than the coast, and he could never explain it, unless he had this view. even before kaz had approached he had heard him coming—a few orders spoken out before he had made time for snake, and kaz was always the same with his greetings, it sometimes made it hard to tell what would happen next, ❛ hey kaz. . ❜ snake said in return, wondering if kaz felt the same about his own first greeting, neither hopeful or doubtful. . . they were living each day as it came. / @peacesin
#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ peacesin. › kazuhira miller. ›#‹ 𝐯. › peace walker. ›#‹ ��𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 001. kaz. &. snake. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › peacesin ›
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𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬… 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. should he have coveted those words and kept them as the grand covenant is forced upon puppets. but geppetto is a liar… he has not been honest and good to me. his name… carlo, lost in the flames of the city. his existence, the life he was meant to replace. the friend that he recalls from stolen memories. he feels them surge through him from the ergo. the beauty of the city, the sounds of joy from its people, all these blur behind a locked memory, but romeo’s face is clear. romeo’s voice. my first, my best, my truest friend… my first love. the faux heart beats with the same fervor as it’s mirrored image. is this what it feels like to be human? to be more than human. something stirring quietly beneath the metal. he was meant to soar above humans, the true evolution bounding him to the ergo that set his ego free. free to choose. free to become.
❛ romeo… ❜ his name said like a pray, a unsent love letter meant for only one, a wish… how he wished he could return to those days. alas, they were as lost as his memories of self were. romeo’s existence clung him to a past that was meant to be forgotten when he was made anew. ❛ i… i now feel as if the choices i have made to meet you have been fated so that i could awaken at the sight of you. ❜ he places his hand over where is heart should be, ❛ those i slayed will continue to live on through the ergo that i have absorbed… i hope they are able to find forgiveness… i was lost in the darkness of my mind. ❜ his eyes felt heavy as they sought the floor for the comfort he felt would not be shown in the eyes of his beloved. for how could he, when he was forced to mourn them. he stole those lives away. there was no way to bring them back, and even still… romeo outstretched his hand, welcoming him to join him. to be at his side. p was overcome with joy, his eyes wide as he met the gaze of romeo. ❛ truly? ❜ / @nowking
#i took ergo belongs to humans and ran with it#i have no idea how this game ends#but this is what happened#shouldn't have let me in the kitchen#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#nowking#‹ nowking. › romeo. king of puppets. ›#‹ 001. romeo. &. p. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › nowking ›#‹ 𝐯. › i. ›#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞. › p. ›
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𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥, 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞—a charade that would grant power to an a god who dwindled away in sleep, preserving themselves and now the shepherd blames the sheep growing teeth and claws, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬. 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐝. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞.
❛ we need not be enemies, clive. ❜ he appears next to him, his voice just above a whisper, a slow caress to the ear. ❛ in fact… i too would not wish to see you bend to the will of a execrable god. ❜ when clive turned his head to meet his gaze, sephiroth is back where he initially began, ❛ i would see that you rise to greater heights… 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡… a form of worship, i would say. ❜ doubt and distrust still hung heavy in the space between them. sephiroth holds no offense—it would be a while until clive came to trust in his words, and understand that the malice he held was not for those that gods deem as inferior pawns. ❛ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰? i know you cannot be satisfied with words unsaid before i depart. ❜ / @riseifrit
#but does he have ulterior motive#hmmmm#>#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › starter. ›#‹ riseifrit. › clive rosfield. ›#‹ 001. clive rosfield. &. sephiroth. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › riseifrit ›#‹ 𝐯. › final fantasy xvi. ›
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❛ 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍’𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐑? 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔… 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒… ❜ he wished he could be like sam, if only to make amelie care about him. ❛ though, i suppose… "us" is… subjective, i don’t think she was ever really on MY side… ❜ he laughed at his pathetic self pity. @repatriat ♡ for a starter.
#& ⋄ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 ⊳ . . . 001 ‚ 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐬 & 𝐬𝐚𝐦. ⋄ reptariat#& ⋄ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 ⊳ . . . prose. ⋄#& ⋄ 𝐯 . ⊳ . . . tbd. ⋄#& ⋄ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝. ⊳ . . . reptariat. ⋄#& ⋄ reptariat ⊳ . . . 𝐬𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 ⋄#sam please tell him your whole life amelie/bridget has been funky
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❛ i’ve been seeing you a whole lot lately… and you always look distracted. ❜ tifa set his usual in front of him and canted her head at his expression, her eyes attempted to follow where he looked. ❛ looking for someone? ❜ her voice finally bringing his attention to her. / @highgear
#i have other ideas for them#but this one came faster#soooo i hope you like it#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ highgear. › roche. ›#‹ 001. roche. &. tifa lockhart. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › highgear ›#‹ 𝐯. › i. ›
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐫. 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐦��𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞. new buildings could spring up four buildings down and be closer to their homes—but the patrons would always come back. sang-woo made a note of the familiar faces and made sure to keep himself hidden. he hadn’t been back in ssangmun-dong since he started his position in investment. now he was returning. less than the man he had been before. fallen from the top. plummeting fast towards the bottom. he made a mistake coming back to someplace so familiar. he could feel eyes. even if it was all in his mind. he had been lucky enough to know that the owners had hired someone new to manage the place in their stead. he looked up for a moment. having heard his voice. gi-hun… he stared longer than he should have. pulling away only once their eyes had met.
❛ shit… ❜ he whispered to himself and downed the rest of his glass quickly. if he got up to leave quickly. could he manage to remain hidden?
unprompted starter @squidplay
#‹ squidplay. › seong gi-hun. ›#squidplay#sang woo just trying to be a ghost in his old neighborhood lmao#‹ 001. gi-hun. &. sang-woo. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › squidplay ›#‹ cho sang woo. › 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ cho sang woo. › 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›
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❛ my my… you look quite at ease… ❜ yae miko’s voice cut through silence the way a dagger found its way into an unwary host. she approached slowly, though she did not wear caution as a cloak, she knew well not to risk misstepping, ❛ is it true what they say about cats and curiosity? if so i have a favor to ask of you, ❜ her eyes searched over him once for an answer, noting every minuscule move he made. she made it obvious that she was watching. ❛ i will reward you handsomely for your trouble—if you succeed. ❜
@destructivour / starter call.
#she's just going to pester him until he does her a favor#destructivour#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ destructivour. › grimmjow jaegerjaquez. ›#‹ 001. grimmjow. &. miko. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › destructivour ›
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❛ why did you save me? you could have just left me … but you didn’t…. so, why? ❜ / @zanmei
#zanmei#i am going back to the part where he takes her back to iga#LIKE WHY THO MAN?#but like disregarding everything that happens afterwards LMAO#‹ anastasia. › 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#‹ anastasia. › 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 001. hanzo. &. ana. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › zanmei ›#‹ zanmei. › hanzo hattori. ›
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