" 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇

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𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐓 ,  𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐓 , 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓.    endurance.  to not scratch, or rub, or break the stitches, to not tear the wound all open once more.  to let it be, and let it settle, and let it become part of a body.  the body which cradled the memory.  the memory that ought not be removed. and herein :  the nudge, her test, the voice, clear as crystal.  a refusal, on her part, to be silenced or to accept silence. “ now now, it is rather impolite to let a lady be left with crumbs and assume the rest of your train of thought.  go ahead.  speak your mind. ”

healing  and  enduring   .   .   .   to  him  ,  two  totally  different  concepts  . 

❛ still  .  i  just   -   ❜   [   .   .   .   ]   ❛  never  mind  .  ❜

👁️👄👁️ excuse me sis, do you have the time to talk about our lord and savior : bhunivelze. 👁️👄👁️

luna vc : why yes sis, i serve him 👁️👄👁️

Send ‘K’ for a kiss from my muse.

   *  𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒    (  part 2  ).

07 :    versus xiii ; as a tenebraen-born oracle of solheim, lunafreya serves the fal’cie of this world since she was an adolescent girl ;  and by extention, so, too, does she serve the sleeping god of light who aims to find the unseen realm.  with chaos seeping into the realm of the living, the moon grows larger, redder, and ominous in due time, metamorphosing into a gate between dimensions, which the oracle is raised to operate.

08 :    ffx ; an unsent summoner, walking the world, haunting not as a fiend but as a ghost of the past, ever-seeking for the dreaming zanarkand she was never meant to be part of.

09 :    assassin’s creed ; the isu selene, also known by the romans as luna, was part of juno’s sage project and has ever since been spread into the tripple helix dna of the fleuret bloodline.  during the industrial revolution, lunafreya guards the ring of solomon, an eden artifact, which both templar and assassin order hunt for in equal measure and only few were granted to treasure its secrets.  

10 :    draken-nier ;    luna is a divergent type of legion specifically picked by selene, a kin to the watchers and the queen beast, in pursuit for a way to break the imposed ties between humanity and god, even if it takes thousands of years to find the correct singularity.

munday asks!!!

at what age did you start RPing?

do you RP anywhere else, other than tumblr?

on what platform did you start RPing?

what made you choose this muse?

is there any other muse in this fandom you RP?

is there any other muse in this fandom you’d like to RP?

is there a muse you played on more platforms or in different moments of your life? 

did you have a muse you tried to play, but didn’t feel connected to?

did you have muse you tried to play, but ended up dropping for various reasons? (the rpc wasn’t active, you lost interest, etc)

would you be interested into playing a crossover? if yes, do you have any limits?

would you be interested into playing with doubles? 

what do you think about AUs?

what do you think about OCs?

what do you think about roleplaying with personals?

what do you think about roleplaying with anons?

what’s the best way to approach you to start playing together?

what was your first muse?

did you ever play a muse for more than a year?

do you have ship bias?

what’s a ship you don’t want to roleplay at all with this muse? (except Bad Illegal And Gross Stuff, of course)

what do you think of your muse’s popular fandom ship?

what do you think of your muse’s canon ship, if they have one?

would you play a OC x canon ship?

would you play a crossover ship?

do you play smut? do you play it only with characters you’re shipping with, or are you open for “one night stands”?

are you multiship?

are you interested into poly relationships for your muse?

is your muse canon divergent in any way?

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

what are your favorite RP tropes to play? (angst, hurt-comfort, etc…)

do you regularly play crack?

do you regularly do dash commentaries?

what are your thoughts on dash commentary?

what are your thoughts on reblog karma?

if you aren’t a native english speaker, do you play in your first language too?

do you feel similar to your muse in any way?

do you feel different to your muse in any way?

what’s the best inspiration for your muse?

what’s a song that reminds you of your muse?

[ OBLIGATORY FREE SPACE!!! Ask anything you’d like! ]

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍.    dawn-gold burned its way into lineage, honey lit in cosmogenic lustre 'pon the fingertips of freyja-women.  gullveig had not borne the first mouthpiece's name, yet they would christen her so, anointed as substitute for two, under the parasite of night and daemonic hunger.  wingless and graceless grandeur but a phantomic mirror    (  crestfallen selene knew only the fall )    their chins yet were situated with proud poise.     " my troubles are that of my people.  how shall i guide them out of the dark alone, when the gods still sleep and our chosen king has left us?  how am i to bear this...?  "

Laments and prayers alike ceased not to reverberate within this fallen seraph’s mind even if her wings were torn away and abandoned to drown in her shame and reduced to a residue bound to be forgotten by time. ❝Speak thy mind. I can sense something troubling thee.❞ Of course, that includes hearing the burdens of the Oracle even though the maiden of light might not believe it to be possible.

@moonichor ⚚

for the munday asks: 1, 3, 6, 17, 22, 36

* MUNDAY ASKS .

1. at what age did you start RPing?

i hardly can calculate that because i don't recall the exact year i wrote a little before joining tumblr rpc but i suppose i was 17 or 18-ish when i did write some threads with two friends at the time maybe? it was not much because i was heavily art focused back then and wanted to create my own stories via storyboarding and script, so i hardly had time for the novella type of writing.

3. on what platform did you start RPing?

that was a small rp section on a website which catered more to people who speak my language rather an english centered one, where you could share all kinds of stuff like art, fanfic, comics / doujinshi. but as mentioned before that was not much back then. tumblr is pretty much the only platform where i try to engage with other writers.

6. is there any other muse in this fandom you’d like to RP?

when it comes to ffxv i did briefly think about ardyn or ravus ( but more a versus interpretation of either ), but xv male characters tend to be too pornofied in this fandom, i might have to be too selective to get anything done there. aside from that, i'm missing my versus13 noctis and the headcanons i wrote for him. overall there are too many options and i'm a small steph.

17. what was your first muse?

it were mostly a few OCs to test the waters with writing overall, and i wanted to have the creative freedom to experiment since, back then, i felt people have too high expectations of portraying canon characters, it was too limiting and too much pressure to start.

22. what do you think of your muse’s canon ship, if they have one?

i don't stan it by default. would be a different story if they actually had room to develop their dynamic that goes beyond their prophetic ties, but since the writers thought it would be cool if noctis went fishing while his betrothed worked her ass off every single goddamn day, i sleep.

36. do you feel similar to your muse in any way?

yeah, probably a little too much, to keep it vague. but this fact made me also realize that it's not a particularly healthy thing to project on characters with something too personal imo.

" tomorrow is cain's first day in school ; time flies, doesn't it? are you excited? " ( modern verse cuz we need wholesome )

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, the stars of the night thrived. motherhood an unsuspecting virtue of unconditional delights and captivating joy. her heart leaps bright and etched upon the face of a once selfish maiden stood an unsullied beacon of maternal pride. your sister has changed, she has grown more in love with the earth than she has ever did before. no longer does she stand aside to linger unattached, quietly burning away her soul's innate desire, rather she exist now with a new sense of purpose. the birth of her son changed everything. it silenced away holy wickedness and instead brought out something so ancient and new. she often wonders if this is how their mother felt when they were brought into this world, how joyous she must have been to watch as they took their first few steps and set off into their next milestone. of course, even she was far from a perfect mother.

often did she struggle with the concept of letting go. she worried too much, doted far too enough, and if it wasn't for her husband's remarkable patience, she might have been the one who was not ready for cain to go to school. but he is his father's child as well, and who was she to get in the way of his growth. to love something so preciously as this, she realize : was terrifying, but was also magnificent and wonderful. glancing upward to her curious child's fixation of plants and mischief, his mother softly smiles in response to your inquiry. "i am more worried than excited, but i know i need to set an example for him. surely, he already has so much on his mind that he doesn't need his silly mother to add any more." o' yes it will be her dear husband who shall suffer through the recieving end of her hesitation come tomorrow's day. but for now, she can make peace with this.

"but you know..." she pauses for a moment before a glint of teasing emerges on her face. a silent nudging between the stars to the moon was made, quietly prodding you as she has always done before when she had wanted something. her eyes bats almost pleadingly right on cue, if only to help convince whatever she had intended to say. " cain is growing up.. without any siblings or cousins to play with. i don't suppose you might be expecting any time soon ? i would ask ravus but alas, you know how he is, and he was not happy when i asked to set him up." // @moonichor

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 ;    whilst this defied her suchness as celestial body, orbit-shackled to natural arrangements.  selene was born to catch fallen stars ;  to keep a globe in place which long refused order, one so desperate to shatter and drown into its self-inflicted calamities, its wars, its addictions for her crystalline tears to numb the powerlessness.  burdens unbeknownst to you, this maiden child, too, had yet to taste cinder, touch fire, behold a blaze, whereas it was her utmost purpose to witness the world wholly in all its terrific stages, and to accept all impending marring.  she was not to be spared, she was to be wrought for gods.  this sisterhood required both children to be people, but they soon would find each other bereft of human components.  nevermore an exchange of delights, caught in the midst of crossfires one so young be far too naive to. a day so dreadful she enclosed her little star between her arms and hoped for this week to ever last.  freeze into stasis /  safely eternal  / sheltered and unstained.    " no one will, i'm afraid.  it's always been you, and you will always be the one i shall share desserts and pick flowers with.  but you needn't fret over me.  i learn to take care of myself— "    little effort was invested to repress trembling breath, a rasp song of lament.  (  still but a child.  still a sister.  )    " promise me to be good. " 

𝐍𝐎𝐗 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐒. the moon to the stars. the virtuous to the luxuriate. one bounded by bygone oath and the other a mere spare. in this soliloquy adorned by destiny, unknowing asteria can only cling to her own frustration. her discontent immerging from childish inconvenience, unable to let go the sister to whom she held so dear. the mere embodiment of youthful ignorance, the tips of starlight's fingers only knows how to flee. runaway and hide, while shrinking away from any known responsibility. she simply could not understand, for how could she when you had shielded her wings so that she may know flight. always always so selfless, how could she see anything passed the obedience you solemnly shoulder —— you are still a child, selene. you are. you are her sister first, before you were someone else's oracle.

❝ ——what if i give you all my pudding cups, can't you stay more then a week ? ❞ see how she begs, her pouty lips bartering her known delights. ❝ i don't want to share you. who else is going to pick flowers with you and sneak the strawberry candy to you during prayer time ? ❞ such a spoiled child, yet genuine all the same. ❝ sometimes you forget to eat too, so who is going to take care of you all the way over there if we are all here ? it's so silly. ❞