#dawnpyre

[sanctummilitis]

”—Returned, you say?”

This wasn’t the first occasion that she knew the shackles imposed by the Stars to be broken prematurely by their very key holders, but on this occasion, she’d not heard word of it. His flames had carved through the mists, setting the very air ablaze — and that was the signal which draw Saber his way. His was a personality with little to no patience for the antics of the land’s lords, pulled between pillar and post by the timing of his entrance into the city and the invasion of the fog thereafter. One could hardly blame him. Mere days and the island was giving him ample grief.

It was difficult to see. It was colder than last time. It was bad enough how vast the city was, and the fact she’d no way of contacting her brother. The tip of her blade drew a line in the dirt beneath her, impatient as she. The question of if she would be wandering aimlessly for eternity, unable to find a way out, passed through her mind on more than one occasion. Like it was passing by a checkpoint on a cyclical marathon, and still her legs didn’t stop. Not until she found him. Not until she knew saw her brother, knew he was alright.

Two silhouettes in the mists gave her hope; at the very least, she wasn’t alone. walking in some endless void. They appeared in way that lifted her spirits; one substantially taller than the other — just as Arthur towered over her. They were hopes short-lived. When visibility improved enough to make the identities of the pair, the last person she wanted to see was there. That girl... that girl who looked identical to her. That girl whose memories invaded her head and drove her mad when those outsiders invaded her city. What the hell...? Why?! Her teeth ground against one another, dragging her sword laced in madness around befohre her weary legs.

       "YOU!”

@dawnpyre​

[tsarinavich]

@dawnpyre​

     It wasn’t that she didn’t expect danger when entering the mist- in fact she anticipated it. Caster was still new but from what shes seen from this city and the people who inhabit it it continued to prove this place wasn’t a place where she could find any form of relaxation. It was expected and she didn’t mind the added danger of living here.

      What Anastasia didn’t expect was to be attacked by someone within the mist already. They were quicker, quicker than Viy could warn her and if it weren’t for her speed granted to her from being a servant she would have absolutely gotten her head lopped off by a sword. This mist was already a pain the ass but the firey red hair was a give away against its grey, dullness of its surrounding.

      The grand duchess was ready to kill him until another burst of vermillion showed up... Twins?

[ambersurvivor]

smile flower ; ft. @dawnpyre​

if there was one thing law had come to realise today, it was that his eyes could not be trusted. having spent the day walking around the past memories of flevance, he was tired, exhausted even, wondering if he should simply take upon the first path out of here that he could find and let it be. but someone out there was toying with his memories and he didn’t like that one bit.

“law!” that was when a very familiar voice called out his name.

despite knowing that this was probably just another trick of the senses, law did not waste a moment to turn around only to face nothingness. no-- nothingness was not exactly correct. there was a male with bright red hair wandering about a few paces behind him obviously minding his own business. law on the other hand had no intentions of doing so in his moment of distress.

“you...” he called with a low grumble and took a few brisk strides towards the stranger. “that voice just now... did you do that?” reaching out, law clutched at the stranger’s collar. it wasn’t easy to make the doctor lose his cool, but the voice of a long dead benefactor was definitely enough to do so.

[isolaradiale]

hello! on prior reserve here is diluc from genshin impact. app can be found on the sidebar, on the hover titled application or simply at /app. thank you!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Diluc!

You will be housed in APARTMENT 314.

You’ll retain the use of searing onslaught up to five times per day, although it will only inflict minor burns. You'll also be given a wooden sword.

– mod altair.

[dragalia-crown]

@dawnpyre​ // event starter !

It was strange, this whole situation. Being tossed into a new world was one thing - pacts unable to be called upon and given only a wooden sword. He had to wonder for a moment, if this was how all those people who somehow wound up in Grastaea from their own worlds felt but...no, even they had their abilities.

Alfonse and Sharena could still open gates, once they found the right spot to do so, given their worlds were connected. Pecorine had her sword perfectly in tact. Those four from Shibuya could still call upon their Personas.

This was different from that. 

Besides, it seems there was some sort of mist swirling around the city, which...given people’s reactions, seemed to be an abnormal thing to have happen. But they walked in regardless, and it seemed like a good choice to follow after.

Nothing seemed strange, though, that Euden could notice. People were just walking around and talking. There were a lot of people, at that, but it wasn’t...anything that made him feel he needed to be cautious. Even when he swore he saw a familiar girl clad in blues and whites pass by.

The calm didn’t last for long, as he walked further in and noticed someone transfixed on a scene before him...and not in a good way. 

“Excuse me...! Are you alright over there?”

[doublemasked]

For the most part this place was an odd comfort. And while most would likely shy away from events that changed their lives at a young age, Childe couldn’t help but feel like he was being welcomed back, however briefly.

And it would be brief, because there were things that were too foggy, too...Off to be accurate. And then there was her.

She left him along when the mists where thin, when they could not veil her existence, but where they were thickest she arrived. Sword in one hand - sometimes not even armed at all - to test his limits. Or, perhaps more accurately, “she” arrived, because this shade of a person was not Skirk. And every time he would start to press her, she would disappear.

Luckily for him, the mist had gathered thickly here, and the clash of blades could be heard through the mist, and whoever approached would be greeted with the sound of battle. As he arrived, she withdrew for the moment, skirting the outside.

“Oh, it’s you. Well, it’s...Eh,” he waved a hand at him. “If you know who I am, then that’s great. If not, I’m pretty sure you can tell.” He moved to put his mask over his face, clearly marking him as a Harbinger.

“Feel free to join, or don’t but whatever you plan on you should make it quick. She’ll be back in a few moments.”

@dawnpyre​

[jademoral]

( @dawnpyre​ )

ah, so that’s how it went in this city. after having accustomed herself in this very place, she was still lost. especially on how she got there. and the people she was sharing her apartment with... they were nice too. although she was thinking... maybe there would be someone who could understand her... a fellow vision bearer perhaps.

the qixing was sure if anyone else has found themselves in this place; yet it wasn’t her main concern right now. there was the advice to not look for a way out after all, and after being informed on how this place was working, she was thinking if she’d try to find a way to make money. 

she’d stick to her old habits if there was no way to leave, right? well, anyways. her attention was brought to a man sitting nearby a bench. she had never seen an area like that one before-- it was like a park with a little garden. 

and when she looked closely, she could tell that she had seen this man before. a... mondstadter? perhaps she wasn’t alone after all. if he was here, then maybe someone she’d know would be here too.

she slowly approached the man and smiled at him. “now... this is strange to see a fellow from teyvatian here...” she pointed out, “don’t ask how i know. i just... do.”

[noshuhime]

( @dawnpyre​ )  ―   ❝ the least i can do is stand night-watch. ❞ ↪   squid game starters    ‖  accepting.

❛  you could do more than merely stand watch. ❜  did he feel loneliness? was it comforting for him to watch over her in such a manner?  ...  was he truly content with doing only this?     ❛  it was my fault for suddenly imposing, you needn’t fret yourself further over my safety.  i believe .. you have done enough, and i am grateful. ❜  she came to this side of the land after the fire. all she could do was run, run as far and wide as her feet would take her.  there was nothing to return to, nothing to look back on except ash. 

she would have to begin anew, somehow. 

❛  can i know the name of my savior? ❜

[chuchelo]

@dawnpyre​

Mist, mist, more mist.  Those Stars guys were completely and utterly insane; Crow couldn’t figure out what their game even was.  What purpose could this crazy stuff possibly serve other than leading to everyone having a mental breakdown in the middle of the street.  Worst of all, he needed groceries!  There was no way in hell that even the usual slaves to capitalism would manage to get to work after fending off these hell spawn and visions that plagued the mists.

Whatever, he’d go check anyway.  Managers were insane like that.  All he had to do was be careful and not approach anyone or anything that appeared in his vicinity.  Should be easy enough!  Crow carefully crept down the street, his head constantly swiveled around as he desperately attempted to keep a 360 view of his surroundings.  The grocery store was a five minute walk away, but it’d taken him ten minutes just to leave the townhouse complex.

He could see the door to the grocery store slowly phase into existence; the chrome handles took on an eerie crimson color from the eclipse that endlessly appeared overhead.  Mission accomplish--

“There he is!”  Crow whipped around to see three figures bounding through the mists towards him; there was a crackle of electricity as they prepared what he knew were the tasers at their sides.  Of course he had to run into these Constantine idiots again -- he was so close to getting his stupid peanut butter too!

Now that he was prepared to see them, Crow turned tail and booked it down the street.  He could hear their heavy footsteps as their boots pounded the ground after him; they were very quickly gaining on him despite his best efforts.  Crow turned his head to look behind him, but missed another figure emerging from the mists in front of him.  He clobbered him head on and they both ended up sprawled in the middle of the street.

“So sorry, but we gotta run if we don’t want to get electrocuted by 50k volts.”

[freedomwisp]

closed starter for @dawnpyre​ (always accepting)

“You know that going after an entire camp of unknown abyss monsters alone is not only risky but extremely stupid, right?”

The voice that greeted the tavern owner came from the nearby apple tree, the bard’s leg tangling over the branch as he spun one of the red fruits in his hands. Hidden not only by the darkness of the night but the thick leaves too, it had been surprisingly easy to rest there unnoticed by the guards and wait for the redhead to sneak through the gates of Mondstadt like he knew they would after those rumors started spreading through the tavern earlier that evening.

Naturally, the identity the redhead cloaked himself with nearly each night was not a secret to the former archon, having watched the other do the same song and dance with the abyss for some time by now. 

However, something about this threat felt different.

“I don’t understand why you insist on doing things by yourself– there’s no shame in requesting help, you know.”

[mcuntainbcrn]

@dawnpyre​

She had gotten too comfortable it seemed, had dared to allow herself to grow at peace on this unknown world - reality had its ways of reminding her that such things were forbidden to her, via a well placed metaphoric slap to the face; she never kept a set routine, always breaking up her routes when she did venture out, but inevitably…all paths lead to one of the solitary creatures that she had grown close to.

And of course, the day she was trailed was on a day where she was tending to their wounds, her distraction as she focused on sealing those fresh injuries, weaponized and used against her; it was infuriating when she finally felt them, how close they’d managed to come to the entrances of the cave...and there were so many of them.

A few words of comfort given to the towering, icy giant as she slipped out of it’s chambers utilizing the method she hated most, reemerging and reforming behind them - she was fond of plants, yes...but she wasn’t above getting pulling a few weeds when the occasion called for it; as she made her approach, she debated with herself...did she simply displace them, or wipe them out?

She was quiet, listening intently to their conversation, doing a headcount - twelve were converging on the area...wait...there was another, not grouped up with the others...was it a look out? How curious...and it felt as though they were approaching the lot of them from a distance...what were they up to?

A shake of her head to clear it as she finally heard a line of dialogue that cemented her decision, a dark stain spreading over her hands and bleeding into the whites of her eyes as she advanced on them, roots emerging wrapping quickly around the legs of three bringing up the rear and wrenching them violently beneath the soil before any had the opportunity to cry out to sound the alarm.

[wizardstatues]

they are a MESS but a lovable mess. Can’t remember the names of their spells so they just make it up. Tends to not sleep in their own bed, knows everyone but probably not by name. Attends a magic school but has gotten shuffled around from department to department because no one knows what to do with them and the whole place is tolerating her because her mother was owed a favor.

Roommate is Kapris, a drow wizard with a lot of ambition and anxiety lmfao

[justicebled]

✧･ﾟ: * muse aesthetics : birthstone / birth flower.

psa: the only ones i didn’t have to entirely cross out were his actual signs. a lot of it for me personally was incorrect for yuri and way off base so if you do it, i just went and researched a bit more to see if i was thorough. you don’t have to do this but mine was...very off? i feel the only one spot on was another site’s takes on sagittarius (which is often misconceived) and his gemstone. basically i did some thinking (TM) for once.

italicized is ‘sometimes’.

TOPAZ: GEM OF CLARITY AND STRENGTH.

The origin of the name of this beautiful gemstone comes from the Sanskrit tapas for fire. This certainly evokes very clearly its essence. Topaz is a true expression of fire energy and it has been associated with it since ancient times in many cultures. Topaz is a stone of nobility, love, passion, and purpose. Because of its fiery energy, this sun-filled gemstone is certainly associated with high self-esteem and good fortune. It is a gemstone that strengthens one's confidence and trust in one's inner power and abilities.

The meaning of topaz is expressed both in its energy, as well as the origin of its name—it is a gemstone that carries the energy of fire. True to its essence, topaz is highly prized for its "sunny" abilities such as to make good friends, enjoy a confident attitude in life and strive for excellence in all actions.

Topaz is also considered to help one attune to higher wisdom, clarify one's vision for life, as well as live with openness and integrity. Expressing the power of the bright sunlight, topaz has the energy to uncover shadows, illusions, and lies; it helps one not only align with truth but also consistently live with it as a guiding light. Topaz is considered a very protective gemstone—it protects one not only from the outer negativity, but also from one's own fears, illusions, and anxieties.

CARNATION: FLOWER OF LOYALTY & FAITHFULNESS.

Carnation, the official Sagittarius flower, is one of the most popular flowers. And there are good reasons for its popularity. The carnation is a symbol of love. Because they tend to outlast other flowers in a floral arrangement–staying bright and beautiful when the others are withering away–they are also a symbol of longevity. In true fire-sign fashion, Sagittarius feels things strongly and passionately. But, unlike Aries and Leo who will roar their feelings to the world, Sagittarius is more careful and want to feel out the situation. To make sure that they aren’t giving their hearts away only to be burned. Yes, just because it is a fire sign doesn’t mean that they aren’t afraid of being hurt. Once they have given their love, they will remain loyal, and expect unwavering loyalty in return.

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NARCISSUS: FLOWER OF TRUTH & FORGIVENESS. 

When given in a bouquet, narcissus is a symbol of truth and forgiveness, two things that go hand in hand in Sagittarius’s life. Not known for beating around the bush or shying away from speaking their opinions, sometimes a Sagittarian’s words can pierce with the same efficiency as the arrows shot by the archer. They don’t do this intentionally, but their blunt natures and affinity to honesty can put them in hot water with those they love. Pair that with their fire-sign egos, and apologies do not come easy to Sagittarius. If they send you a bouquet with their December birth flower, know that they are sorry for hurting you, but they still meant what they said.

ZODIAC SIGN: SAGITTARIUS: THE UNTAMED.

Big spirited and open-hearted Sagittarians are born natural leaders who go after what they want regardless of what other people think of them. Sagittarius loves solo traveling and adventure activities. Sagittarians are level headed, smart and intelligent. They are able to see the possibilities and take the risk. They think ten steps ahead of what everyone else is thinking and that’s why they are very difficult to fool Sagittarius cares for you deeply but doesn’t always know how to show it. You’ll have to read between the lines. Caring too much is the one thing a Sagittarius battles with all the time.

Sagittarius is a deep thinker. They will want to examine who the other person is and where they are going and can see the end with a clearness that others mostly lack. Sagittarius is the most brutally honest of the zodiac. They don’t care who doesn’t like it! They are extremely honest and that is why others are fond of this sign.

BIRTH TREE: ELDER TREE - REGENERATION + GROWTH + CHALLENGE.

The Elder Tree in the ritual zodiac of the Celts marks the critical stage between life and death at the time of the Winter Solstice. In this period the Sun which sets in the most westerly period of the horizon, was believed to descend to the Underworld Abyss of Anwnn by the druids, and after a trio of trials and initiations, ascend once more into the outerworld with a newly gained retinue of humanity. Elder Tree Characters evolve gradually through their life times. They have a basic restlessness and insatiable curiosity. They are inclined to travel great distances to further their knowledge. People born under the first two week face are more outspoken and impulsive. They are however extremely persuasive orators who challenge injustices and what they see or know to be corrupt powers.

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[justicebled]

SELF-QUESTIONNAIRE. 

TENDERNESS

You are not afraid of the sufferings and sorrows of other people, even when they are acted out in unappealing ways. Beneath even defensiveness and self-righteous behaviour, you know that deep down people need nurturing and consolation. One danger is being naive about people’s dark sides. But at your best you know you can be mean yourself, which helps you to sympathise. You bring strength and forgiveness where other people might panic.

AMBITION

You have a strong sense of potential and an intense drive to accomplish difficult things. The core of this is your ability to hold together the big goals and the daily efforts. Where other people’s hopes collapse when they encounter the tedium of the journey, you keep coming back. Oddly, it is actually your ability to endure feeling unheroic that counts. You know the power of working away solidly on what’s in front of you.

INDEPENDENCE

You don’t set out to be different for its own sake. You are more easily guided by what interests and moves you. You are more concerned about what is right for you than about the pressure to fit in. You know the value of selective irresponsibility, of occasionally forgetting about being ‘good’.

RESILIENCE.

You have a tendency after a setback, to turn your emotions towards restriving. What attracts you is the idea of wiping out a humiliation by resumed action - overcoming weakness, repressing your fear. Because part of your motive is pride, you can sometimes be unwilling to admit weakness or receive aid. But at heart, your insistence on coming back and never folding has taught you a valuable pessimism: you know that important journeys are never easy.

tagged by: stolen from @herzessen + @viivyre  tagging: @vulpesse @bloodcraved @dawnpyre @zelotae @sheyearns @moogleatla @blthiers @gainsborro @miburoni @bonescribes @homra-no-artemis @tenebriism @aaetherius @enshijou @vengier​ @minuetique​ + you!