yeah every time I open this website it’s so so different and at this point I just don’t have it in me to try and keep up, so I’ll be putting ciri on indefinite hiatus here. you can catch me writing her on discord @starszakrew. love y’all!
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WHAT DO YOU WISH YOU COULD SAY?
" I’M HURTING & HELP IS BEYOND ME. " there's something going on with you mentally. you haven't told anyone because you don't want to drag them down with you. it kills you on the daily and you feel like you're falling apart, however, nobody's noticed. you feel like you should be thankful for that, but it just hurts more. you feel selfish and weak for wanting help, yet something deep and knotted beneath your diaphragm is screaming to let go of the pain and let someone else handle it for awhile.
tagged by: fully stole this from @shyires
tagging: @zataraa, @birburger, @decthbringer, @starszakrew :3
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❝ 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 — a shooting star. ❞ Harkens to the memory of late november leonids & scattered tarpaulin umbrellas limned by wisps of electric blue. How the stars did fall then, towards the eastern horizon much like a banished weeping mother with & the atlantic the summation of her tears. ❝ Been a while since I saw one so bright. consider it a good omen. ❞
@starszakrew liked for a starter ☀
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oh is it???? telling nyx we love and adore her hours??? i see i see !!! lovely i don't Physically think i can put into words how much i love and adore you. your writing, no matter the character, is always inspiring and simply a marvel to see on the dash. but you, yourself, are simply marvelous. i cannot express how grateful i am to call you my friend
hi hello is this the talent police ??? yeah i’d like to report a crime, because someone’s somehow got all of it encompassed in one body !!! but honestly ... i don’t think i’ve ever seen someone represent the word Artist in its true form better than you. from your writing to your graphic, and then your personality, you are genuinely someone i look up to and adore with all my heart.
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❝ 𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 up here , is it not ? ❞ they say without casting a glance , voice mild as the breeze atop the balcony the disguised abstractual entity leans most elegantly upon. ❝ unless you are afraid of height , of course. that would be a shame. not you precisely , but people in general --- so much beauty may be seen from great heights. for many it puts the world into perspective. ❞ @starszakrew sc.
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she has walked right into his shot. and normally that wouldn’t bother him- this kind of conversation (or confrontation, depending on which path the encounter took) was good for views- however, finley had been delicately recording the setting of the sun, and now his shot was ruined. there’s an almost silent huff as he lifts the camera to point at the woman. ‘terrible time to walk in front’a me. now i’m gonna have t’come back tomorrow for that shot. time is money, y’know?’ / @starszakrew.
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🔥 🔥 🔥
Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.
i wish people would at least include or even just be mindful of how trans muses are completely passed over in the discussion about how women muses are sidelined in favor of men muses bc lets be real when people make these posts they’re only thinking about cis muses
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❛ i often think of a friend i had in london back in the olden days ––– her name was agatha. a most delightful woman. beautiful mind, great storyteller, tasty blood... all around a superb lady. ❜
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@starszakrew - “ someone i used to know told me that love was forever ”
A soft smile comes over the elf’s pale features. What a wonderful thought that is. Love being forever. ❝ Well, I hope that’s true. ❞ he admits, for he has forever too, or so he hoped. ❝ I imagine an eternity without love would be a rather miserable existence. ❞ he says to her, and to an extent himself too. Then the elf’s head turns to look at her, ❝ But do you believe that? That love is forever? ❞
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𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐖 , sword horizontal to protect from the downward swing . yet there’s an entertained smile on his face ; a toothy grin that is accompanied by a breathy and somewhat worn laugh .
❝ you’re very skilled with your blade . ❞ he compliments , and it’s very much sincere . he’s never been one to deny talent where he sees it . 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 . dirt and snow a blockade to balance upon as he forces all his strength into pushing the other’s sword to one side . he grunts next as he speaks . ❝ you might even be able to teach me something , which is something i have not said in a while . ❞ @starszakrew
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@starszakrew ↷ meme: [smile] for ciri to smile at ivar from across the room.
THOUGH MANY YEARS HAVE PASSED SINCE SKAGOS REBELLED IN A STRUGGLE OF SUPREMACY— concerning the north believing they are to govern skagos, too, the stoneborn have become even more stubborn about their wish for independence. is it not true that they have governed themselves since ? that the island is too far away from the mainland to receive as much attention ? they have their own gods, their own traditions, their own culture. they do not believe in lordships nor do they care about noble titles. the day may never arrive in which a true understanding between skagos & westeros will be established, but what does it matter, when two, one from each side, have decided to be friends nonetheless ? not because they make false promises to one another, in hope to bring union between the mainland & the island, but simply upon comprehension for each their truth. ( and maybe because she sails from somewhere else entirely. ) & whilst there is loud cheering & whooping in the main hall. his people embracing their traditional music & chants. singing in their native tongue. the great fire in the mid illuminates the entire room & casts shadows of dancing figures on the walls. their eyes meet from across the room and, again, neither expects the other to join the festivities when it’s equally fulfilling to observe & drink their ale & to exchange knowing looks between each other. in response to her smile, the corner of his lips twitches until he raises his horn filled with ale, hiding his own smile behind it.
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violet hues are to gaze up and find a young lady. though she is older now, yennefer cannot help but see someone so young. someone she cherished with all of her heart. but what reservations brings this sage to the same place that yennefer will reside on her own obligations ?
naturally surprised, she will gather all of her strength to yell out amongst those who go about their days as normal. many will look at her, but she cares little for the passerbys. “ CIRI ! ” and she breaks into a sprint, almost pushing her way over to what is the closest thing to a daughter she could have. her pride, her strong yet bold daughter, yes, ciri was so important to her. not only that, but she was the very reason that yen knew she could love so deeply. life has been rather hectic for the sorceress as of late, but she let little things get to her. there was a job to do after all. still, she could change her cold persona to something so humble, so warm with just seeing the ashen blonde. ( * @starszakrew
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starszakrew asked: hugs him ig death deities need to stick together
⚔️ *:・゚✧┆lest the harbingers of death seek solace in cold embrace. ❪ unprompted! ❫
To mere mortals, they were but the VILLAINS of universal fable. DEATH: Life’s formidable adversary, the NEFARIOUS DRACONIAN upon its primordial tower, safeguarding the NATURAL ORDER of the cosmos from divinity-seeking CHEVALIERS. It was the simple destiny of all EXISTENCE-- as it is to be birthed-- to consequently PERISH, to pave way for RECREATION. And yet, long had they both been ANTAGONISED: be it from mankind, or the cruel fate that BEQUEATHED the role upon them BOTH. ( The horsewoman of the APOCALYPSE, the guardian of SOULS DEPARTED. Crowns were still BLEEDING, diadems of thorn nailed to DIVINE BONE. )
The witcher’s arms came UNEXPECTED around astral ribcage, like an OLD FRIEND upon one’s weathered doorstep. Without WARNING, but nonetheless welcomed: even if CYBERNETIC FEATURES failed to depict as SUCH. Whilst expression remained ever GELID ( austerity stiffening gaze and lips, like the RIGOR MORTIS they were prone to IMPART ) Yozora’s arms mirrored her OWN. Snaking adagio around the lioness’s WAIST, the taller deity withering into Ciri’s PETITE FRAME. There were times where the king CRAVED the intimacy his “occupation” so DENIED. Perhaps he was still HUMAN after all.
❪ @starszakrew ❫
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fin has held out his hand, but he doesn’t expect her to take it. it’s a peaceful notion, a hopeful one. fin has always been that type- no matter how many times he tried and failed, he’d get right back up and try again. this was no different. maybe ciri would want to hold his hand thi. and if not, maybe the next. he’s looking through the scope of the camera when her hand slides into his, and finley must take a moment to recover. part of him knows he shouldn’t make it a big deal, but to him- it kind of is. ‘your hands are soft,’ says he, leaning away from the camera to look at her with a grin and a squeeze to her fingers. ‘we should totally do this more often,’
gently holds his hand i guess she can handle hand holding / @starszakrew.
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@starszakrew : ❛ i’m not sorry for myself or any part of me . ❜
ask prompt : MEME. / ACCEPTING .
NIGHT SKY PAINTED ON HER LIPS , and how they curve ! there was PRIDE to be detected , RARE TREAT FOR THE CAT TO GIVE ! for others than herself , that is . ❝ KITTEN , now you’re getting it . ❞ beings so complex : why would they have to apologize for being just that ? ------------ UNPREDICTABLE , WITH SO MANY SHADES OF GREY ! she certainly NEVER WOULD .
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