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(( I think i’m mostly going to wipe everything clean  (not literally, i’m not going to delete posts bc im lazy) but if we have a thread u wanna continue or something like that lemme know. For now I’m just going to be doing clean up ...? ))

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(( I’m logged in for the time being bc the new dlc has resurrected me vaguely))

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Trick or Treat!  🎃

sanya with her fantasy etch-a-sketch!!

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muse v mun 

tagged: stole it  tagging: steal it 

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@hackingboi​​​ said:" My name is Seven, defender of justice and I have come to rescue you...! " (Have an absolute random Seven)

          She   was   definitively   confused   by   the   sudden   appearance,   and then out burst that he made .  It showed all over her face, a bewildered smile on her face with upturned eyebrows , she was pretty sure she didn’t need to be rescued but she didn’t mind the ... sentiment ?  She was unsure if he knew any kind of sign language so instead she just wrote out    ‘   I don’t think I’m in any peril , am I ?   ’   On her  notebook and handed it to him , because that’s really all she could do when trying to squeeze into a conversation . 

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@lifelirius​​ said: “You’re not busy, it seems. I need your help with something. You think you can sneak in somewhere for me? You’re smaller and quieter than I am, after all. I just need to get something back that was taken from me.”

          Usually   she   was   easily   convinced   to go along with requests from Felix , considering that she thought of him as a good friend . Too bad for him , today was not one in which Sanya was feeling very agreeable and yet when she turned to listen to his request her frown softened . She didn’t exactly want to go sneaking around for him , but a distraction from what was upsetting her might have been a better idea than snapping more training weapons in half .           ‘ okay , where am i going ? ’   She signed out to him , tilting her head ‘ and what exactly am i getting back ? ’  She didn’t fully realize what he was asking of her until she signed it out . What had happened where he was desperate enough to ask her such a strange request --- Who would go around stealing Felix’s belongings ?  ‘ wait , hold on back up --- what did you do ? ’

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          Snaps her axe in half.

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@yarkly​​ said: "soooo, i've been working the greenhouse a lot lately--" he says with a grin, and pulls a large bouquet from behind his back and offers it to her. mostly blues, purples, and whites, save for a single tiger lily at the center.

          She   eyed   the   bouquet   in   an   almost   suspicious   manner   , wondering what inclined him to make her such a nice array of flowers . Could it really have been out of the kindness in his heart ? She gingerly took it from his hands into her own , admiring how well they all fit together . She didn’t know he had an eye for things such as arrangements , at least he did enough to pull off something pleasing to the eyes . 

          While she appreciated the flowers she couldn’t help but raise her eyes to meet his own , trying to find some kind of alternative motive .   (   Ah , but what good did it do to try to find fault in a kind gesture ?   )   She quickly wiped the look of mystification off her face and replaced it with a smile , if he really was working in the greenhouse whose to say he wasn’t just trying to have himself some fun ?            She signed a simple thanks , unsure what to say but she no longer hid her excitement that she had flowers for her room and they were a gift , of all things . She even had an empty vase waiting for her back in her dorm room that she hadn’t had a chance to fill herself . It wasn’t like she prided herself on having a giant green thumb but she knew seeing the flowers sitting in her room would cheer her up in a pinch . 

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@rushifaas​ said:“Relax. I’m here now.” from hera, bc worried as always for her.

          Only   half   awake   as   flashes   of   terrors   only   her   mind   could make up still flickered fresh in her mind . She felt Hera’s hands on her shoulders before she could see them , it wasn’t that she couldn’t see in the darkness of the room but she just wasn’t registering the scene while trying to force out those nightmares .           She was slow to understand the situation but once she did she felt herself shudder . Nightmares weren’t new to her , and lashing out in her sleep because of them was also rather common . She would wake up with bruises and cuts due to her own reflexes on the daily . What was new to her was actually sleeping next to someone when she had these terrors --- she didn’t even think to warn him forgetting that it wasn’t a normal thing everyone dealt with. 

           Leaning into his embrace she was trying to steady her heavy breathing , looking him up and down before she was satisfied to find that she hadn’t harmed Hera in her sleep . ‘ I’m sorry , did I wake you up ? ’  She finally got out , feeling almost ashamed of herself . 

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@obligeas​​ said: She's been known to be a quiet one, so Lelouch doesn't expect much in way of conversation. But they have something in common--bearing a Crest in their eyes. So he sits, hands folded in front of him, quietly observing her for a moment. "...So your Crest is blue?" He half-laughs to himself, a quiet shake of the head. "Peculiar. Mine is pink."

          She   marveled   at   him   ,   shocked   to   how   close   their crests were and yet , how different they were in the same instance .  It was true her crest was blue but when activated it turned her eye pink to match her other --- and he was right --- how peculiar it was . She was aware he probably wasn’t expecting much from her in a reply but she didn’t want him to sit and have a conversation with himself when it was clear he speaking to her .            She wondered for a moment if he knew any sign language and decided it was a safe bet to just write to him . Quickly , she pulled a small notebook out of her pocket along with something to write with . Pondering what exactly to write before she started to scribble in big loopy lettering .            ‘ ah , yes it’s blue ! it does happen to change my eye to pink , though . i find it amazing that we have it in common to be quite honest. ’ and she hopped up off of the chair she was occupying to hand him the paper she had written on. 

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@brazenful​​​​ said: "So, here you are." -bad dad time 

          She   wasn’t   crying   ,   she   promised   herself   to   shed   no   tears   over a man who would never so much as think of her as his child . She was so far away from him even though she stood tall only a few feet away from his throne. Her clenched teeth groaned under the pressure of her jaw , as if they were going to shatter . What was she supposed to do when all she could think about was what would come next ? Her hands were shaking , and for the first time in her life she felt like she was freezing . Feeling ice creeping up her hands as she tried to move her body but the more she stared at him the harder it became to even breathe.           Was she afraid of him ? No , not anymore . She had never been scared of ghosts and that wasn’t going to change even for one of her father . Slowly, she moved like a machine trying to power up after rusting away from years on end --- that’s exactly what she was --- a malfunctioning machine . Her joints like gears as she clicked and dragged herself forward , towards the start of the ending .            Her mind raced as she took the steps up to his old and rotting throne , she couldn’t understand her own motives , and she didn’t want to think about why he was going to let this happen . Was she saving him , and why was she giving him the satisfaction of finally being right ? He was right . She shocked herself with the revelation freezing in her tracks again as her body shivered , she could feel it --- the dragon inside of her aching for some kind of escape from her body .            She hushed it with closed eyes , as she blocked out her father’s face which only brought feelings of rage and terror to the beast stalking inside of her . Once she opened them again she could only FORCE the look of sympathy as they met face to face . She opened her mouth only to close it once more , unsure if it was fair that her first words to him would also be her last . 

          ‘ i’m so sorry , father , that i could never be the perfect child . i wish we didn’t end up this way , and i wish i could go back and stop myself from being swallowed whole by the beast you created . ah , but we both know wishes will not save our damned souls — i will meet you in hell . ’

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Sarah Kane, from 4.48 Psychosis

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Sanya killing her father is like the last thing she wants to do even though hes ~terrible~ and wants to mold / abuse her to his liking . She feels like if she finally caves in and kills him shes accepting the fact that her only options in life are to kill and ruin . Plus like that’s her dad --- yeah he literally has done nothing for her but it doesn’t change the fact that she feels guilty over not being the perfect child for him . She desperately believes if she hadn’t been cursed that her relationship with her father would have been different and she wishes for that to be her reality . When his letters become increasingly unhinged and down right scary  she realizes she’s not going to kill him for her own sake but his own there is nothing else she can do for him but finally end it for him . When she does go to meet him after three years of insistent letters and threats her first words to him her whole life are ‘im sorry.’ 

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rushifaas‌:

“you know, if i truly wanted my schemes out in the open, i wouldn’t be so obvious to tell them~” claude couldn’t help but snicker, since he’s done it before in the mock battles. claude von riegan was a boy of mystery and it didn’t help that his need to be on guard took it to a really bad title. an outsider that played with schemes, doing all he can to get back at his enemies. that’s resentment at it’s finest. he takes the notebook from sanya’s hand with a hum, “well, teach can be quite lenient if you know how to play their strings. gotta say, hubert aaaa~nd ferdinand seem like fun targets.”

           Sanya   was   the   type   to   cause   trouble   only   to impress someone else , this was one of those cases . Pranks here and there were harmless and best and a way to let off steam , it wasn’t a crime to have some fun , right ? With her notebook back in hand , she wrote out  ‘ i agree with you there , but if one of them find out we got them won’t they retaliate ? ’   she wasn’t so much worried about Fredinand , but Hubert made her uneasy if nothing else . ‘  oh , and what kind of stuff can we do ? i’m not big in pranks ... sorry. ’ she handed it right back to him thankful he was putting up with her mean of communication . 

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merciecast·:

hand in hand, she will lead the way. it was important to her that so many of the other individuals around her knew that she was there for them. it was in her nature to be kind, but how she desired so much to have a relationship with another that she could cuddle. specifically, the blue lion healer wanted to cuddle her familiar and let her know that all was okay and would be okay. 

“ you know, i always wanted a little sister ! i have a brother .. although, it has been a long time since i last saw him. i don’t really know where he is.. or .. well — that doesn’t matter right now. what matters is that you know that i am here. ” she blames herself, blames herself many times that she has not been able to find her long lost brother. oh how she wonders where he is or how he is. maybe someday they will meet. it is her wish. 

“ my brother, his name was emile ! ”

          Her   eyes   gleamed   as   she   looked   up   at   the   other   of   the   two   , shocked to be consider such a sweet thing as her ‘sister’ . She had heard about Mercie’s brother in passing here and there but there was not much she could say   (    she rarely ever had anything to say regardless.   )   She listened to Mercie speak as she rummaged through the cupboards for a pan .

          ‘ I have a few siblings ... ’ she finally replied while digging around for some flour and eggs . ‘ I appreciate your help Mercie. ’   she paused her quest for ingredients to walk over and hold the woman's hand once more.   ‘ I want you to know it’s okay to talk about how you feel , as well . ’ She could tell there was something seeded deep in her mind that was causing her pain . Sanya wanted to help just as Mercie was helping her . 

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 im back from haitus promo me

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@protectfuls​​ said: “You’re so different now.”

          Before   the   words   were   so   much   out   of   his   mouth   the   air   turned   tense   enough to snap , as multicolored eyes gazed forward past the man speaking and deep into the sky . Blue , white , and blazing light all melting into each other as she could barely make out what was 5 feet in front of her much less light years away . The girl turned away , not out of shame or rejection , it was just that the muddled colors made her more melancholic than she already was .  How much more was she bound to lose by the end of this --- and did it even matter to her anymore ?            Everyone changes , after six long years no one would be the same person they were before . It was a fact of life , one that can’t be out ran no matter how hard someone tried    (   and she sure as hell ran --- she ran further than the sun , but she could never outrun herself . )    He wasn’t trying to be insensitive , clearly by his tone he was worried for her , fretting over how much his sweet little Alexandra had turned sour .            There were no words she planned on forming back , she doubted he needed to hear her sob story . He was just stating facts , even if she left him worried with her silence he would live on . If he really did intend on listening to her explanation it would do him no good , there was no satisfying ending to her story .            ‘ I wish I had died years ago . ’   She finally answered , trying to dodge the topic he started --- though the one she started wasn’t much better .    ‘ If you care to know about that time ... ’   She stopped speaking as the images of her father passed through her mind , even then after all was said and done he still caused her to go cold .    ‘ That man is the reason , as he always is . ’   Even if her words were vague there was an understanding between them that Evgeni ruined their lives as if they were bugs under his feet .            ‘ He’s dead , you know ? He died a few years after the monastery fell . ’   She took a breath , taking a few steps forward and then slowly setting herself down on the grass . Leaning on her hands she once again looked to the sky as if it would tell her what to say .    ‘ Everyone knows , but I haven’t said anything about the how’s and the why’s . You’re a smart one , I’m sure you can figure it out . ’            It was no secret to anyone that her hands were stained with blood , but still people desperately tried to keep her and the dragon as separate . Sanya had gotten over that affliction much too long ago , knowing there was never a girl --- there had always been a dragon and a dragon only . She didn’t believe she deserved to survive , wishing that something had put her to rest much before her father’s death --- Much before she had taken life after life .            ‘ I’m sorry , I’m speaking all too much about unsatisfactory things . Why don’t you sit with me ? We can just pretend we are young again , we can be happy again . ’   

                              unprompted ask // damn this little body I don’t fit inside it