𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐃 , π“π‡π„π˜

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐃 , π“π‡π„π˜ πƒπˆπƒ πˆπ“ π‹πŽπ”πƒπ‹π˜.Β  Β  when the heavens laughed, the hysteria would thrust its cosmic authority underneath the skin like a stubborn malady.Β  you sought out the moon, coldly engaged in her distant waltz, and like typhon, you sought her out as prey to crack open that which shall entrap you inside its very cells.Β  this must be a mere star-riddled jest, a divine comedy akin to a dream from which you and her shall waken, but it came closer to a puppet-play rendered by and for one sadistic observer who wanted to see them flail, limp to the ground, and then tried the scenario the other way around.

she flickered like a temporary gleam upon glass, a specter woven of celestial taint, every peeking gaze was a glimpse of yours, a steady mimicry of motion locking symmetrically into you.Β  where the light shone, therein fell the shadow, and she was one of bleached darkness. Β the inverse of death was the birth of something apocalyptic, the fear of it.Β  the fear of birth was a fear of someone’s arrival.Β  they repurposed you to an antichrist within messiah flesh, a repetition of history, replay of a replay. a cycle that shan’t ever break in two.Β  from your ankles she then squirmed loose, asymmetrical fleck struggling across dirtying rock, composing her ragged breaths.Β  the inverse shadow would still hold onto more shadows, the host urging to get rid of her.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐃 , π“π‡π„π˜

a body could not be without the casting of its contour, so what would occur upon the law-breaking success of such amputation ?Β  the collapse of an atom ?Β  the erasure of information which could usually not be erased ?Β  she did not plan to allow these impossibilities to become phenomena, not without efforts made with blood and tears and sweat.Β  β€œ noctis, please, listen to me ! ” Β she called upon you when you called upon her.Β  although she stumbled back up warily, within cyan there sparked some irrational hope, some desperate venture for a dying light. when the heavens laughed, the hysteria stringed two puppets into their play and surrounded them with night-bred daimons who blended their hell into the stage. // @royalarms

WRETCHED ARE THE KINGS THAT SERVE DARKNESS FROM THEIR HAUNTING TONGUES . He's Traveled So Far On His
WRETCHED ARE THE KINGS THAT SERVE DARKNESS FROM THEIR HAUNTING TONGUES . He's Traveled So Far On His

WRETCHED ARE THE KINGS THAT SERVE DARKNESS FROM THEIR HAUNTING TONGUES . he's traveled so far on his lonesome , his only company : the ghastly words that cut through his mind & the lead of the snow - white messenger that blinds him in the darkness , the north star that beckons him unto the moon . there is an ever - looming presence of pain that taunts him from his every joint , & every wear at his muscles . it feels heavy , like its seeping through his flesh & corrupting him from the inside , just waiting to reach his veins in crooked efforts toward inevitable possession .

. . . [ luna . ]

he battles these ' thoughts ' on a near - constant basis , beckoning them toward the light of his soul so that they may be washed away with it . the battles are ceaseless , however , & one man can only endure for so long . at times , they have their way with him , all - consumed , & he plays the role of their vessel . a puppet strung to their fucked up marionette .

. . . [ luna . ]

even now , he follows pryna's guide as she warps into something threatening , something evil , & he strives so hard to dismiss the awry transformation , but it the ability to do so seems so far away from him . everything feels so real . this false illusion of existence , a reality warped in the throes of nightfall . their rage lights a flame , crimson , beneath his eyes , irises glowing through the dimness of their surroundings & his only goal [ luna ] distorts into something monstrous .

' i have to get to . . . '

& he looks down to see a girl in white , defending herself . against . . . who ? . . . him ? shit . . . dusk has fallen & his scream tears through the atmosphere .

. . . ❛ LUNA ! ❜

@moonichor

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2 years ago

is there any other muse in this fandom you RP?

* MUNDAY ASKS .

5. is there any other muse in this fandom you RP?

ffxv-specific, i write leviathan on a sideblog when i feel like it, but it can also count for the overall ff universe. other than her, for ff fandom as a whole, i currently don't have other blogs, or at least i don't recall that i have any as of now.


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2 years ago

Β *  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 π˜πŽπ” π’π„π„πŠπˆππ† ? Β 

Β *  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 π˜πŽπ” π’π„π„πŠπˆππ† ? Β 

π‡πŽπŒπ„ Β  Β  Β " i wish i could say i am a light that never goes out, but i flicker from Β time to time. " Β  Β // Β  Β oh, little one, you have burned so quietly for so long, haven't you? Β  burnt yourself out trying to give others light? Β wishing, desperately, Β that they would notice the way your hands shake or the wildflower Β bruises under your tired eyes. Β but they never have, have they? Β and so, Β it obviously wasn't bad? Β right? Β you had more to give, didn't you? Β how Β much could you pour yourself out before they noticed ? it is all you've Β ever known, after all. Β help, help, help, help. Β  Β ( are you providing it, or Β begging for it? ) Β  Β but you've given too much, spread yourself too thin, didn't you? Β you are Β so heavy, so tired. Β you have spent your life carrying for others the Β way you wished someone would care for you. Β but you're worried, aren't Β you? Β that if you can't be what they need, if you can't be the pillar for Β others to lean on, they'll leave you. what you seek is home, a safe Β place to rest and be taken care of. and little light, you deserve it. Β you have earned it. you are worth more than what you can provide for Β others : Β  Β you deserve the same care you so freely give out. Β they will love Β you all the same, honey. Β set down the world, and rest that weary heart Β of yours.Β 

tagged by :Β  @asteriskheart​ tagging :Β  all of ye


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2 years ago

β€œ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 , 𝐀𝐍𝐃 π‡πŽππ„ 𝐈𝐍 π’ππˆπ“π„ πŽπ… πˆπ“ , πŒπŽπ’π“π‹π˜.Β  Β  they are sung as praise to heavenly objects and the salvation of the light which shall purify them of their blight, including our own agonizing world. ”  Β  as though numerous times recited on command, the response swiftly slithered in resonance, words rolling off the tongue akin to doctrinal lecture.Β  she wished she could individualize it. she wished she cared for these melodies more than the duty thereof.Β  her fate, already a sealed verse, woven betwixt the lines. and she struggled --- she struggled, awfully so, to embody the very contents of what she sang : to simply hope with each awakened god. Β  Β β€œ along with ruins we find scattered around the eosian globe, those are the few remains of an era immemorial.Β  it is rare for anyone to understand this old language, and, therefore, not surprising if you find it more puzzling rather than coherent. even experts struggle to translate them.Β  my family has honored such hymns for centuries with the help of messengers, butβ€”Β  if i may confide in you…  sometimes, i tire of them, just a little. ”

β€œ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 , 𝐀𝐍𝐃 π‡πŽππ„ 𝐈𝐍 π’ππˆπ“π„ πŽπ… πˆπ“

confession of a secret, carried in whispers behind closed doors, doubtfully stung any more than the fact of its existence ;Β  and to render herself vulnerable to one who proved himself ever so curious every day consisting of shared struggles and battles and rest, hardly shall be considered strange.Β  although in the eyes of seraphs this was unbecoming, why would she not do so, if not a single of your own words, disclosed within a silent moment between gunshots, could be forgotten ?Β  to her, this night still existed. your revealed wounds then still very visible, now obscured by your laughter and artificial confidence. and thus, it was one burden for another.Β  a fair trade which she wrapped in the pretense of a chuckle. β€œ don't judge me too harshly, okay ? ”

❝ β€”β€” The Songs You Sing, What Do They Even Mean ? ❞ @moonichor

❝ β€”β€” the songs you sing, what do they even mean ? ❞ @moonichor


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2 years ago

@hikarizora​  :Β Β  She's going to flatter her uwu

@hikarizora​  :Β Β  She's Going To Flatter Her Uwu

β€œ and i am humbled, truly.Β  but who am i to accept flattery when you are deserving of it yourself ?Β  if i may be so bold to admit, you are rather beautiful. β€œ


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2 years ago

* 𝐆𝐄𝐓 π“πŽ πŠππŽπ– 𝐓𝐇𝐄 πŒπ”π .

* 𝐆𝐄𝐓 π“πŽ πŠππŽπ– 𝐓𝐇𝐄 πŒπ”π .

what’s your phone wallpaper : Β  one of monet's waterlily paintings. last song you listened to : Β  playthings for the breeze by freesscape. currently reading : Β  nothing right now. last movie : Β  princess mononoke. last show : Β  slowly catching up with ygo gx. what are you wearing right now : Β  i'm a boring individual with a black shirt and grey pants. piercings / tattoos? : Β  got pierced earlobes but i never wear jewelry. glasses ? contacts? : Β  nope. last thing you ate? :Β  i love my hearty oatmeal. favorite color(s) : Β  i can appreciate all colors to some degree. current obsession :Β  ff16 and i make it everyone's problem. do you have a crush right now? :Β  i have no feelings ever. favorite fictional character(s) :Β  aqua, xehanort, lunafreya nox fleuret, nyx ulric, zack fair jesus christ, kainΓ©, lara croft ( classic up to legend trilogy to be specific, i'm not into the reboot trilogy ), and many more.

tagged by : @oniriqe tagging : i have no clue who did this already aha


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2 years ago

what are your honest thought about your muse’s canon?

what’s the best inspiration ?

how much wood can a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood ?

* MUNDAY ASKS .

29. what are your honest thoughts about your muse’s canon ?

anyone who has talked more than five minutes with me knows that my opinions are critical on her wasted potential. i think the basic concepts are interesting, i already liked her KG counterpart and i connected with her through those 30 minutes in-game screentime she had more than any other character, and that's exactly why i was so saddened that she was so awfully neglected. she could have been impactful, and not an subject of memes about how 'clingy' she is about a boy she met once. so in short : beautiful character, awfully handled, deserved a yuna arc.

38. what’s the best inspiration for your muse ?

aside from music, classical paintings and mythology, a big inspiration is the expansion of the lore ( with a little fnc and pitioss tied in ) i made years ago with a few friends back when i wrote leviathan more actively. although i don't have contact with most of them anymore, it's still a very important part of my ffxv character portrayals, and probably will be for as long as i write them.

40. ask anything // how much wood can a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood ?

What Are Your Honest Thought About Your Muse’s Canon?

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5 months ago

hi so, i have decided to re-brand this blog, this serves more in terms of picking a new url and of stating the obvious of how interactions will continue here.

obviously, i'm not as active with luna as i used to be the first time i wrote her, which was ages ago, and it will likely never going to be the case again. luna will continue to exist as a muse for, quite literally, the 'whenevers'. i am aware, this will be unattractive for some people who need regular and consistent activity and interaction in order to keep their own blogs going themselves, but that just means this blog isn't for you and that's okay. that being out of the way, with the reduction of potential interest because of this, i'm far more likely to come back to interactions that contain dynamics or concepts which have been discussed and established prior. i am no longer going to write interactions on here where i have to assume the dynamic or assume where i can potentially take it, however if we did discuss something substantial to look forward to i will reply to what we have even if it takes me a long time. just recently i dug up an ancient thread, put it in my docs, and wrote a few paras out of a whim. again, if time is of the essence to you and you equate my pace to the amount of interest i have, this will not be the blog for you.

i did notice there are some threads that do still have potential but they are super old and are still written in the legacy editor, and naturally it's going to get messy THEREFORE if there weren't too many reblogs involved in a thread we can just repost it and keep moving from there ( provided the other person still wants to ).

i've been weird with prompts tbh, i haven't reblogged a single in-character prompt post since over a year i think. i figure people will send random stuff and that's enough for me! you can send random stuff just pls be patient, thanks.

my ass cannot write beyond four paragraphs anymore and i don't know why. it takes otherwise far too long even if its on a blog i'm frequently on. my energy is limited, especially on a physical basis. please don't take this as me not putting all my efforts or thoughtfulness into my replies. it's just that i can simply no longer 'match energy' so to speak.

ok thats it for now, i wanted to get this off my chest before i create too many expectations lskdfjlskdfdj


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