#windprose

[feietouhuo]

mu qing world domination era starts RIGHT NOW.

[sangdelune-archive1]

✧ * º • –– @windprose​​​ asked:     “sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.” (from charli!)

               ⮩      【     more random dialogue prompts.   】

                ' And how do you think I should do that ? '

╰  ☾  ☆ * : ･   ⁞    —     ˗ˏˋ         AND WHO WAS HE TO ASK, REALLY ? There were quite a few alarm bells ringing in the child’s head about this certain VAMPIRE. The two of them were outside, ALONE with the Blue Moon’s heavenly light shining above their heads. For Misha, that blue moon was a comforting sight. The Blue Moon along with the book he carried so close were the ONLY mementos of his FATHER he had left. On the night of the Blue Moon, he felt SAFE.

              But the rest of the Vampires were different. 

              Those vampires shrunk away in fear at the mere MENTION of the Blue Moon; terrified of its just VENGEANCE. They simply didn't understand. The Blue Moon was kind and benevolent; everything that the Crimson Moon wasn't. But the Crimson Moon should be scared; for that moon as well as every vampire underneath it deserved its righteous WRATH. 

              So why wasn't this vampire scared ? 

              ' And why should I trust you ? I find it awfully STRANGE that a vampire like you is out on a night like THIS. '

[kyukicho]

@windprose​  touched our  ❤️

             “Gin gin gin!” Rashomon crowed, dashing through the small apartment to find her. “Ryu let me buy a whole bunch of chocolates, will you share them with me!” He was always thinking of his ‘sister’ figure when it came to treats. 

[bemuseing]

@windprose; contd. from here!

And already again the usual intense gaze was back, fixed on Gin.

At least, though — there was a faint shimmer of silver shining through the normally empty blackness. Hearkening back briefly to days before he was one of the most feared members of the Port Mafia, here was a little softness he had left, saved for his sister.

Outside duties as a mafioso, Ryuunosuke cared to listen to exactly two people in the world: one being Dazai, and the other being Gin. Dazai may be more expert at reigning him in, knowing exactly how to guide and control his behaviour (like a dog on a leash), but Gin was and forever would be his family. His brow furrowed.

“I’ll try to talk more,” he said. He didn’t comment on anything else. She said the last few words so quietly, with his lack of response it could have been imagined that he didn’t hear them.

[queensconquest]

@windprose​ said: You just found him like this? (he xuan and yin yu for the vibes fjsaskfjasd)

( HUMAN SERIES 2 STARTERS )

   “  Correct.  “  Not  that  He  Xuan  looks  particularly  concerned  over  the  matter  as  he  idly  looks  at  the  figure  sprawled  on  the  floor  and  then  towards  Yin  Yu  from  where  they  both  stand  in  the  doorway.  Granted  ,  the  reclusive  Ghost  King  is  not  the  most  expressive  to  begin  with  either.

   “  It  seems  disappointment  has  been  overwhelming.  He’ll  be  fine.  “  Eventually.  “  As  far  as  I’m  concerned  ,  it’s  not  my  problem  and  you’ve  not  been  given  any  order  ,  right  ?  “  An  eyebrow  arches  ,  a  silent  question  although  he’s  confident  in  his  assumptions  on  the  situation.  “  Therefore  ,  it’s  not  either  of  our  problems.  “

   And  with  that ,  He  Xuan  opts  to  close  the  door  and  turn  on  his  heels  as  though  they  never  saw  a  thing.  “  Want  lunch  ?  It’s  on  me.  “  Which  really  meant  it  was  on  Hua  Cheng.  Which  is  what  He  Xuan  opts  to  decide  is  the  reason  he  asked  rather  than  any  other  motive.  (  When  was  the  last  time  he’d  spent  time  around  another  as  himself  rather  than  playing  pretend  as  Ming  Yi  ?  He  couldn’t  recall.  )  

[heavenlypillars]

@windprose​​  :  despite his passive way of ruling over the ghost city , none would argue against his effectiveness in instilling fear in the little ghost's beings . he finds it comical , the way they lose their absolute minds over anything he does . if he lived the conceited lifestyle many rulers do , he's sure it would get to his head . but none other than his beloved can truly make him feel deserving of such praise .

still , this fear makes it easy to get things done - for manors to be constructed after they've caught fire , or simply because it's him that requests . they ask no questions , making things relatively easy for hua cheng .

with a hand holding a piece of gold foil , he takes in a breath before toppling the other pieces with his sigh . all that hard work : a heap of gold foil at his fingertips . ❝ that reminds me . ghost city sure seems to enjoy your company so your welcome any time . i thought here would be far too cramped so i got something constructed for you . ❞ as if he doesn't have enough room between the paradise manor and temples - he just simply doesn't want to share .       ↳   unprompted  /  always  accepting  .

      𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝  𝐨𝐟  .  𝐚  𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞  𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐡𝐢𝐦  𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤  ?      luò  bīnghé’s  attention  is  suddenly  drawn  up  at  the  eerie  sky  ,  its  backdrop  oppressive  in  spite  of  the  hedonism  actively  occurring  around  him  .  slouched  with  fingers  drumming  absent - mindedly  on  the  table  separating  both  of  them  ,  he  strikes  an  undignified  appearance  of  the  demon  king  ——  but  such  care  has  long  been  thrown  out  the  window  with  each  visit  gradually  wearing  it  away  into  nothingness  .  strange  .  he  does  not  recognize  this  feeling  .  it  begs  him  to  glean  its  identity  from  amongst  the  broken  shards  lying  on  the  ground  ,  to  first  know  pain  before  he  can  comprehend  all  the  good  things  in  life  .  ghost  city  was  unlike  the  sparse  landscape  of  the  demon  realm  .  it  had  what  his  land  did  not  (  he  could  improve  his  world  ,  yes  ,  but  rarely  has  time  to  develop  ideas  that  come  to  fruition  .  that  work  is  left  to  the  lords  ,  who  do  not  seem  to  care  themselves  .  ah  ,  such  a  shame  )  :  vibrancy  ,  laughter  ,  &  color  .

nevertheless  ,  it  comes  as  a  surprise  that  he  was  allowed  somewhere   .

“   . . .   “      a  frown  curls  his  lips  when  he  finally  returns  his  focus  to  hua  cheng  ,  whose  words  only  served  to  bewilder  the  half - demon  .  his  downcast  gaze  was  brief  ——  did  not  want  anyone  ,  especially  him  ,  to  see  just  how  even  casual  conversation  can  affect  him  .  bīnghé  clears  his  throat  &  suddenly  toys  with  a  loose  string  on  his  robes  .  very  uncharacteristic  of  him  .

      “   . . .   why  .   “      so  much  work  for  one  worth  nothing  more  than  the  waste  people  toss  out  their  windows  &  onto  the  streets  below  .

[harbingertm-a]

❛ you’re important to me, you piece of shit. ❜ - kazuha ;p - @windprose

      the words RING through their head momentarily, repeating endlessly and all childe can do is STARE at the other in disbelief. it’s not like either of them to really talk about or express such feelings towards each other, often leaving words unspoken. “ i am? ”

[viisiond]

@windprose​ said: "I don't need to win. I just need to scare them." (for zach :3) Arcane Prompts // Accepting!

         “Sometimes to scare them you do need that victory...~” Zach pointed out, glancing up at the ronin before going back to the deck of cards in his hands, continuing to shuffle them as he spoke up once more.

     “I didn’t get this far without winning a few battles myself boy, but fear does control the common mind...~” He set the deck of cards aside and stood up- looking at him and humming.

       “People do things they don’t want to do...but to get what they want, they need to...~” He ran his fingers through Kazuha’s hair as he began circling him- “Because right now, between the two of us...” He stopped in front of him and looked him in the eye.

                   “I'm the one you should be scared of.”

[wcvensouls-archive]

         having been somewhat connected through their families and clans even before they were born, ayaka was familiar with who kazuha was  —  and, to some extent, with what had happened with the kaedehara clan. she was still very young when it had all gone down and people in the kamisato clan did not speak much of the matter, but she had been able to catch on a thing or two over time. of course that it was far from being the full story, but she was well aware of that.

         she definitely knew enough to recognize the wanderer when stumbling upon him on the streets of inazuma. she wondered at first whether or not she should say anything, but in the end, the diplomat in her had won. ayaka approached him with a friendly and small smile, nodding lightly in a sign of respect.  “ you are kaedehara kazuha, am i correct?  kamisato ayaka, it is a pleasure to properly make your acquaintance. ”

@windprose  :  old starter call .

[feietouhuo]

ok for real tho this time:

mu qing is the last person hua cheng wants to see , that furrowed brow and stern gaze making him feel as if he may roll his own eyes , a mirror of the other's gestures . he doesn't though , he prides himself in his self control , preferring to poke and prod with his words . ❝ didn't realize anyone invited you , but you just seem to be wherever you please , don't you ? ❞

never in his life would he praise hua cheng for anything. still, mu qing couldn't deny one thing: he specialized in pissing others off. & with mu qing's surprisingly uncalloused temper, the provocations always brought out the twitches & shadows in his face. he clutched his robes tighter, forced to dampen the urge to send a fire blast his way.

he swore to not give hua cheng the pleasure anymore. he rolled his eyes & gave hua cheng a thin smile.

❝ i wasn't aware there were invitations needed for me to travel to places i want to go to. who builds an establishment without an expectation of guests? won't you bring me some water, as a decent host? ❞ godhood did come with its privileges, being a blessing to many & all. hua cheng wasn't going to change that fact.

[deusamasomni]

@windprose​ prayed:  ‘ i have never heard such a stupid plan. ’ from break's vnc verse! // RP MEME: RELUCTANT ALLIES | Still Accepting!  

✞  ❝ But it would at least protect the innocent lives from that Curse Bearer! Just give him your best shot at the same time I charge in! That should be more than enough to take him down without hitting us with his attacks! Unless you got a better idea! ❞  

Roland exclaimed as he was ignoring that someone called his plan stupid in general. He was more focused on protecting the innocent lives around him that he did not have time to get into an argument with Break. However Roland was willing to be open minded if there was a different way to approach this situation. ✞

[sangdelune-archive1]

✧ * º • –– @windprose​​ asked:  ❝ i’ve never lived like i was in control of my own life. ❞ from vnc alyss

                                          ⮩      【   squid game (2021) starters.  】

            ' I don't think ANY of us are living like that, actually. '

╰  ☾  ☆ * : ･   ⁞    —     ˗ˏˋ         IF IT WAS SO EASY TO JUST TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR OWN DESTINY, then so many things would have been different. He wouldn't have had to experience so much PAIN and SORROW. Not from his Mother, not from the scary people in white coats, not from the Comté, absolutely no one. He would have been happy with his Father and his Brother and he would have been always happy. Father wouldn't have died. 

            And yet here he was, fighting and just allowing himself to be MANIPULATED; all for the sake of a chance of that happy life to return once again. 

            ' But what makes you say that, Mademoiselle ? '

[mcmoryfound]

@windprose​ inquired: SPARKLE CRIES IN MOBILE [   sum good munday vibes   ]

[   hellu, hellu, it’s been a while since we talk or interacted,.but that’s entirely on me; also isn’t access to emoji easier on mobile? /lh ‘seriously though-

I ADORE YOUR OCS! i think they’re always really creative & i’d die for them. i always enjoy any of them so much on my dash, even if with some i’m just like ‘ i have no clue what is that world, but go conquer it ‘. i love to see effort you put in them!

canon - ones i know - amazing, love your portrayal of them. ones i don’t know? also great, but cannot comment if they’re accurate, though i’m sure they are! it is entertaining to read, even if i’m unfamiliar with series & can only make assumption what’s something is about. 

besides i absolutely love you! you’re such a nice person & our interactions are always pure pleasure! also that’s an easy thing, but your formatting & editing is just so aesthetically pleasing??? you’re doing amazing job & i love to see where everything goes!!   ]

[kyukicho]

“Does it still hurt?” vnc alyss and noé!

Noe sat plopped on the ground. Nursing his knee from the fall. It wasn’t anything too bad. He had just misstepped and took a bit of a tumble. Nothing he couldn’t heal from quickly but that didn’t mean it didn’t sting a little.

              “I’m alright.” He beamed, giving her a broad happy grin. “It’s just a scrape, nothing to worry over. Thank you for helping me though, you’re a very kind person.”

[queensconquest]

𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘.

saturn

being a hard worker is, well, hard. but you manage it with an air of effortlessness that others admire, though sometimes you wonder if there's more to life than contributing meaningfully to society in the form of labor. you probably don't sleep much. you take pride in everything you do, and when you take on a task you do it to the best of your ability, never half-finished. you were/are probably described as mature for your age, and have had to take on heavy responsibilities as a child. you persevere despite all odds-- and even if others aren't proud of you, i am. however, deep inside you know you are tired, always too exhausted for meaningful relationships and connections with personal hobbies. my advice? take a break. you are deserving of rest. you have done more than enough.

neptune

you've been hurt, deeply. you're scared to make connections again after all that's happened, and you have a hard time believing people genuinely care about you. you tend to be a loner, struggling to fit in with acquaintances, and you probably feel like you're socially awkward. you're probably involved with various forms of art, music, or dance. you have detailed dreams and may be in touch with your spiritual side; the earth is your home and you feel most at peace in nature. your friend groups tend to be small, you don't interact with many people. though you've been hurt, you know that you still believe in the kindness of humanity. in the past or present, you feel like you haven't been loved the way you should be. despite all this, you are one hell of a light. the things you make are truly beautiful, and you are trying your best. you should be proud. allow yourself to be adored the way you deserve. i love you.

venus

loving and being loved fills you with purpose. a true believer in innate kindness, you bring peace and joy to those who are cared for by you. you wish to hold the entire world in your hands-- give warmth and compassion to those who do not normally experience it. your heart is full of tenderness, and you seek the good in everything and everyone. just dont let others take advantage of your generous nature. although you may think you're plain and nothing special, and you may feel lonely, you are one of a kind. even though people may not recognize your value now, you will find those who truly appreciate your presence. your ability to love is your greatest gift. love truthfully, passionately, and don't ever forget to extend that same love towards yourself.

tagged by: @goldencored ( thank you !) tagging: @ofsavior , @rengelyer , @seraphwishes , @thecursedpriestess​ , @windprose​ , @ whoever else !

[feietouhuo]

mu qing audibly sips at a drink , glaring daggers toward the opposite general . he says nothing , the stare is enough .

ignited by the prospect of a challenge, mu qing glares right back. even if the opponent happens to be another version of himself — he is reluctant to say the 'inferior' version, he is never inferior — it doesn't excuse him from being beaten.

he pours himself a drink too & sips out of it even louder. slurping is an art &, like countless other things, he's mastered it.