#lifewish

[poligraf]

Hatred is a deathwish for the hated, not a lifewish for anything else.

— Audre Lorde

[jadeamber14]

Let’s manifest good life! 💜💜💜 #jcdiaries💜 #lifewishes😍💕 #chapter11of12🍄 #repost #weekendvibes✌️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CklFdgiJrxh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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3, 7, 8 for the OC ask? idk much about your OCs so whoever you like best for each

Emmett!

weapon of choice? any particular reason they chose their weapon?

Emmett favors machine guns and trench knives because that's what was available to him when he was fighting in the literal trenches of wwi. He's also got a penchant for setting things on fire, because he cooked his brain and devoted himself to Cthugha, as you do

favorite animal? why?

Stoats! They're cute little shits and so full of murder. (An animal associated with him though is moths)

do they have a nickname? who gave it to them? if it's not derived from their real name, what's the story behind it?

Emmett's got two nicknames, and they're more like. Epithets? Ish? They wouldn't be used by other characters, but I use them in text and in my brain. He came from a call of cthulhu oneshot called No Man's Land that is also affectionately referred to as "the meatgrinder" because of the high player character casualty rate and of like 6 characters was one of two survivors. I almost didn't name him, except for the fact that the person who was running the game said I had to, and I only named him like the night before we played - before that his character sheet was saved as "lifewish" to contrast the character who I had agreed to get fuckin MURKED in exchange for getting to play a wizard, who never did get a name and was just called "deathwish" So sometimes I still call Emmett "lifewish" because his driving character motivation is to survive at all costs. The other thing I call him is "poor doomed Emmett" because he's doomed lol

[theworldsownoptimist]

🌼🌸🌼🏵️🌼🌸💐🌸🌼🪻🌺

[koppiki]

I found this fun tune today

it's very pleasant to me

[zblue-nightingale]

Legilimency lessons

I wish you knew me instantly

and by caressing my thighs...

And like a comet wonder of the night

whose wish is to penetrate my mind,

you'd drop your wand

And lose your mind

eagar to find

what my body

already

wants...

May the need for potions

and premeditated charms

Dissipate

with the gaze

Of my tender eyes.

Oh...

but how I wish

your enticing lips

could speak

sweet words to me

before sleep,

and wondered...

Wondered what's it like

to feel me

closer to your heart

and fucked me,

fucked me

hard

despite our age

difference;

but brought me

the closest

I've ever been

to loving.

By then

you would have

bewitched me

without even intending to

Proclaim my everything..

But Proceeded to making love to me

discretely,

Passionately,

for I'd be

your single set of eyes,

for I'd be

your one and only

Lifewish.

Sorry if I have misspelled anything. English is my second language, so bear with me, please. I might change things along the way, but I hope you all enjoy it.

- @zblue-nightingale

[originlist]

@lifewish

No one's here this time, when Ritsu wakes up. They dreamed again, of a stretching eternity beyond space and time. It's never exactly the same every time they end up here. Sometimes the chunks of rubble have grass trying to grow on them, sometimes the stars wheel in different colours. Sometimes the rubble is that of pristine white instead, smooth marble of throne rooms among the manmade material of Chaldea's sundered walls.

Again, they had walked for an eternity, and no one was there. They called, and nothing answered. The command seals on their arms were a dull scarring they've never become in life, and no one answered.

Maybe it was... indeed, a dream. Otherwise, when they returned to Chaldea, how would it be empty? If this here is a dream, or was the rest of it—? No one is there when Ritsu wakes up, which should never be the case if their survival was real. Ergo. They gab Beast's command seal on their forearm, fingers digging crescents into their skin, without realizing the seal burns underneath. That, too, has to be a dream. It doesn't wake them up.

Is Chaldea empty? They have to find out, they have to keep walking through eternity until their weary legs bring them to a place with nothing to carry. Ritsu moves by habit, opening the door with too much force. (Where is Count? Where's Beast? They're dead, of course, because that much was a dream.) Mouth moves in the shape of a wordless prayer that is and isn't a summons, though with no magic behind it. Nothing will be called forth.

What is there is, instead: Goetia. (Ritsu's worst fear was always this, not that they are alone in the end, but that in being alone there is no one to prove 'you are real. You survived that trial,' and without proof there is not reality.) Ritsu's expression snaps from cloudy to fixed in an instant and they haul themselves back. "I won't." Their voice is hoarse, the rasp of panic and only moments having spent awake. "Let you take it from me." The reality, the 'something' to carry, the other person at the end of the road.

It's fear and anger of something that isn't real any more that makes Ritsu force themselves forward, lash out with a raised fist for Goetia's sternum, almost crying. They don't want to be left back here, where there's only eternity and silence.

[ardenssolis]

arcane starters; accepting || @lifewish​

❝ do you ever say ‘thank you’? ❞  from sol :> rude ancient king to rude ancient king communication

      ❝WHY WOULD I SAY 'thank you' when my thanks should be obvious? Would that not be a waste of time?❞ As if he was going to speak such words! Him? Thanking someone? Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. He thought that Solomon was supposed to be wise, but here they were, speaking utter nonsense when the answer should be as plain as day to literally anyone (in his mind). ❝Besides, it is thanks enough to earn a glance from me.❞ Ozymandias gave a nod as if he was speaking the most profound of words to the other king when in actuality, it was probably just excuses for not wanting to say 'thank you', but--

[boldestgreen]

@lifewish​​ replied ; please stop stealing my lunch money robin :(

          ❝ Woah, woah- hey, where did you get such wild assumptions from? ❞   And an arm comes to rest around Solomon’s shoulder as he leads him in to take a small walk with him.   ❝ I haven’t even been on the cafeteria today, there’s no way I could´ve taken your stuff  ❞   And a finger comes to press against Solomon’s chest to further accentuate his previous statement. He was innocent !

[hopemerged]

@lifewish​ said ; icons only, the 1☆s are unionizing  /  𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐝 "𝐈𝐜.𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧.𝐥𝐲" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐦.𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞.𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 

[sciobtha]

@lifewish​​ said ; :33  /  from :  𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

                      GRABS HIM . ❝ — The fuck ‘y want? ❞

[nulltune]

[shanaoh]

@lifewish​​ // BC OF BRAINROT

       “...Without a doubt we are villains. Those that willing take a life will always be villans in the eyes of another, King of Mages.” The nature of her only ever being a weapon makes what the other percieve as a loaded question to be one so very simple. Good and evil; black and white, it would be easy to simply give the answer yes. They who sought to eliminate the lostbelts who are, by there very nature civilizations that had been grown by their own principles and natural decrees was an evil act without a doubt. Slaughtering the lives of all who inhabited it without fail and at every opportunity was genocide on levels that could no one being to begin to condemn. In that perspective it would be the irrefutable truth. 

But was the world ever truly that irrefutable? 

      “However, allow this blade to ask this. Is it a sin for a rat to fight against the cat that hunts it? Is it’s desire to live outweighed the sins that come with it harming or even killing its predator?”  Canting her head to the side, Rider glanced up at him. Her tone devoid of any of the youthful lit that would seep into it normally and calm. Rare as they maybe it was moments like these that she truly lives up to the true name she wished to not name. 

      “Is the sin of wanting a continued existence worth the blood that will be on your hands? Is it that sin alone reason enough to deserve an ill fate?”

The question was one that she had asked herself with every failure. Did she deserve what she the fate she had been given on repeat? The betrayals that ultimately led to her death for the sin of being incapable of understanding humanity? The molten, the freezing, primordial sea that swallowed her whole for the sin of being incapable of dying a warriors death? It was all meaningless conjecture to even humour whether or not the sins she committed were evenly balanced against the ever worsening conclusions she reached.  

      “I know the answers to such for myself.” The sins she committed, she would continue them in perpetuity with the life given. Unfalteringly so.  A weapon did not stop in the face of adversary nor thought of whether it was cruel to do as it did. “However perhaps, those questions maybe worth pondering instead.”

[nora93stuff]

Jack Sparrow: "True enough, this compass does not point North."

Elizabeth Swann "...Where does it point?"

Jack Sparrow: "It points to the thing you want most in this world."

— Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest (2006)

[heldvisionsarch]

im not limiting myself to just this blog w my loveposting bc fuck u. first of all. inigo will forever hold a very special place in my heart out of your muses, hes The Guy! but i don't think i can pinpoint a definite favorite (andi) all of your muses (andi) and ocs are (andi) so well-written and deeply loved (andi) that the only ones i don't feel strongly about are ones that i just haven't met yet, you're an incredible writer and your muse roster sparks nothing but joy... and anguish, but mostly joy

okay andiluver420🤔🤨📸 *kisses u on the cheeks because ily sm beyond words because i adore u*