#starlixir

[stellsaria]

@starlixir asked “what makes me so special?” (@ Adam)

Adam was surprisingly quick with his answer to her question. "About a million and one things. The world we exist in you can't find two people to be exactly the same, every single man, woman, child and everything unaccounted for, is exceptionally unique and special in their own ways." He spoke with a genuine and warm smile, it was clear that he had a passionate love for life on a whole.

"Even the ants beneath our feet are all unique, two ants born at the exact same time will have wildly different creases and curves. And if even those tiny forgotten creatures are special, I sincerely doubt that you, my lovely friend, could be anything but." He added with a wink.

[dcvium]

@starlixir asked:

"Oh, that? Yeah it's just… it's just a little blood…"

A little blood. She could smell it. Iron, metallic, that tang like putting new coins in your mouth. There was a furrow of her brow, she could feel herself salivating. This wasn't a little blood. Nova was offered a hand. "If you can walk, we'll go get you patched up. Somewhere a little safer than the middle of a battlefield. Need to light a fire, anyway, if stitching's needed."

[troublcmakcrs]

☆ I don't know which blog to send this to. So, I am sending it here, which is the one you interact with for which book characters of mine assign to you.

Out of all my book characters, I feel like Cornelius is the #1 on here the list for you. Based on the characters you have written, he seems like someone up your lane. The sassy assassin, who will tear your ego into two and stomp it into dust. He takes huge confidence in his skills and his beauty. A bit of a softie underneath, but he will put up an act and manipulate those around him to avoid people getting close. Another is Heather, who will also tear you down and make sure you stay down. A bit on the dramatic side but also smart!!

//oh nooo, they're both meeting all of my standards!!! i wish i could say i don't have a type and that i'm not that predictable, but hnghgngh :( sassy bastard with a soft side :( will never not get me :(

[radiaking]

+ memes / accepting!

@starlixir said: “ Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. The disarray. I choose to see the beauty. ��

        A cold scoff leaves his lips, shaking his head. "'s that right? Well, darlin', I think you're gonna have a helluva time doin' that 'round here." Maybe somewhere, way out in the middle of nowhere, somewhere untouched by the bombs and what remains of civilization (if one can even call it that), there is beauty to be found...maybe. But it sure as hell ain't here.

[wildlcck]

NOVA (@starlixir):

"Your hair......when did you do it?" Nova tilted her head slightly, but merely out of curiosity. Her gaze traveling to the new style Sadie wore for her hair, which softened the expression on Nova's face.

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❛ all the better to see ya with, ma dear! ❜ shaking her freshly cut ever so slightly uneven fringe from her eyes with a chuckle and running a hand through the short, shorn hair at her neck, before doing a little twirl to show the new cut off to nova. ❛ couldn't sleep. couldn't damn well leave well enough alone neither, could i? so, i took my knife to it. well... what's the damage? how'd i look? like a vision? heh, of hell itself! ❜

[empirecftitans]

@starlixir

The irradiated iguana cocked his head to the side, lowering his snout to sniff at the newcomer. This wasn't a part of his usual family pack of small creatures, but she didn't seem to be a threat.

Zilla let out a gentle rumble, blinking his large, fiery eyes. A symbol of approval, perhaps.

[electricea]

Closed autumn starter for @starlixir!

"Here, you can borrow my scarf if you're cold, I've got my hoodie to keep me warm anyway,"

[demonsfate]

@starlixir sent . . .

Tap, tap.

There goes Nova tapping on Jin's shoulder. A way to get his attention but couldn't speak. Not with the ache settling into her throat, making it hard to speak up. Regardless, it didn't stop a smile from forming on her lips and her hands presenting a small gift box. Sitting inside is a necklace with the end piece being a bird of some sort.

His body flinched slightly at her touch — with the life he had lived, it was difficult to not expect the worst. When he turned around, his muscles eased upon seeing the face of a friend, && not a threat. Carefully, his large hands took the small box. After opening it, the faintest hint of a smile appeared on his face.

He slowly lift the necklace from its container, appreciating the detail of the bird on it.

❝ This is very nice. Thank you, ❞ he said, putting it around his neck.

[melpcmene]

@starlixir asks: just admit that you hate me . (It's okay, John, to hurt Nova's feelings. She is used to being hated </3) ( making demands / accepting! )

“ i- ” a grumble leaves him, unable to figure out what to say at first. he wasn't big on talking about certain things like feelings or whatever. john scratched at his scarred cheek, looking at nova. “ what makes you think i hate you? where the fuck is this coming from? yeah, you are annoyin' sometimes, but most of these idiots annoy me. but i don't hate you. hate's a strong word that's... ” what is that fucking word... “ re...served for... other bastards; you know who i mean.”

[oceanoecielo]

▸   @starlixir   ⟶   ❛  i'm gonna eat your dessert and go home.  ❜   ╱   (  hacks , accepting .  )

   “My dessert?” Simon says, sitting upright with an incredulous expression, both palms down on the ivory tablecloth.  He does not really want to give up the small rectangle of strawberry cake on his plate, but he will under certain conditions.

   “Darling, I’m sorry you’re not having a good time.”  His brow creases with concern, though how much of it is genuine remains debatable.  “Would giving you my dessert compel you to stay?”  If not, then there’s no sense in giving it over to her.

   “How about you decide where we go next?”  Simon is a whirlwind, always sweeping people up in his plans with his propensity for doing things fast and loud.  His spontaneity rarely accounts for other people’s feelings.  “I like to think I’m pretty flexible.”

[fereldensheroesa]

@starlixir asked:

❝You seem more......lively. Giddy? I'm not sure what to describe your behavior right now but something must have put you in a good mood.❞ Nova is squinting her eyes slightly at Gwen.

Lively? Giddy? Flustered, perhaps. Physical, maybe. When Gwen liked and was allowed, she touched. Holding onto arms, brushing smudges from faces, fixing clothes or hair. And she'd been noted doing so a few times to Arthur Morgan when the gang visited her little plot of land.

It was growing more frequent.

The witchy woman paused in her herb crumbling--- she was making a blend of tea: chamomile, rose, spearmint, and lavender to add to the already prepared cinnamon bark and passionflower. Quickly, though, she was back to her preparations.

"It's... nice. Havin' people here." Even if a couple of members of the gang were... disapproved of and one, Micah, even struggled with her home's wards. That was never a good sign. "Arthur's been good company, in particular. An' Hosea, truthfully. Both of 'em seem like good men." Several did--- Arthur stood out, though.

[stellsaria]

@starlixir asked: ❝ History can be wrong, you know. ❞

Filarick looked at Nova with his tired, grumpy eyes as he replied. "Well, yeah, people lie all the time." He said with a slightly exasperated sigh, not really mad at her and more at the vile tome he'd been reading that brought this conversation to bear. "Besides the whole line of 'history is written by the victors', there's also countless revisions done to history books to hide shameful acts."

"Then again also to expose or lie about how king blah of blahblia was actually really into murdering goats with loincloths."

[dcvium]

@starlixir liked for a starter!

"Do you ever wonder if the stars gaze back?"

[brightblessed]

@starlixir said: “ stop fussing— this isn’t my blood. ”

"At least tell me that whoever it does belong to deserved it." Roi had little room to judge people that engaged in violence. But if it was unjustified, he would have to take action.

[usagimen]

        “Oh good, you’re not busy singing with the lot of them, @starlixir” her voice rings out, smooth && gentle, from behind the porcelain mask there is amusement in her eyes. This wasn’t the noble adventure she was seeking, thrust into the tundra && forged in the fires of a burning haven, wayward causes && bleeding hearts. The hole in the sky now mended although they presumed a newer problem, who would lead their merry band of misfits? Political refugees && nobodies seeking to reclaim their titles. The Orlesian bard had presented herself a woman of many endeavors, one that could pull the strings in their favor, granting them access to the Winter Palace. Although, she had not thought of life or death until everything suddenly combust into fire.

            “Come sit with me, I have mulled wine to drown ourselves in, they can bicker over who shall lead our cause but I find no joy in it whatsoever”  

[wildlcck]

NOVA (@starlixir): SHIRT (receiver wears one of sender's shirts for the first time) x

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running 'round drenched head to toe in someone else's blood isn't the most subtle way of living under the law's nose, is it? she hadn't even noticed the state she'd got herself into (or, she had, but without really noticing, without feeling, really). still with that ringing in her ears, she's taking a shirt, this shirt, nova's. silent. fingers digging into the fabric with hands that shake in the slightest. ever thoughtful, ever kind nova. so kind to her. now, with her heartbeat slowing some, steadying, she's shedding that familiar, crimson-soaked skin of hers once more with a sigh, long, weighted and heavy. stopping and pressing her nose to the collar for a second to ground herself; just to smell, to feel something real. familiar. something like her. ❛ thanks, fer this for everything i'll try t' get it back to ya in one piece- without gettin' it riddled full a' holes or covered with some fool's blood. but, well... you know me. i make no promises, miss. you want some coffee? or, somethin' stronger? ❜