The Chariot: If your muse ruled the world, what would they change first? (from @sunshineandlotus )

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“No. Definitely no.” Destiney shakes her head and waves dismissively at the question. “I would not want that much responsibility on my shoulders. I refuse to entertain the idea simply because it would never happen. Not to mention the things I would want are not feasible anyways. You can not force people to change. They have to be willing to change. If you force it there is bound to be those that will revolt against you. The world is never going to be perfect. Even if I did rule the world.”

(Thanks @sunshineandlotus)

Tarot Card Asks

What’s a negative thing about your character that you enjoy writing?

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Oh geez. I don’t intentionally try to write negative things most of the time. Well in Dest’s case most of it is usually unintentional. The others is more intentional then Dest. Dest is and has been mostly a play by ear an gets based off interactions with others. I tried to balance her out but in the end she has become so very complex. Not that I would have her any other way. ❤

Destiney: I think the most negative thing I tend to enjoy writing for her is the emotional struggle. She is still trying to find ways to cope with certain things. Sometimes she can seem shallow but deep down there is so much more to her once someone gets to know her. Still waters run deep.

Lancefer: I enjoy writing the family turmoil for him. A family where everything looks fine on the outside but behind closed doors… There is a lot of tension and a lot of burden on his shoulders. He has to find a way to endure an protect others from the ill intentions of his grandfather and father.

Karigan: I haven’t had much chance to explore her fully. I’ve only begun to really settle into a backstory for her. She’s running from a past she would rather forget and trying to forge her own legacy. So for the most part the negative thing I enjoy writing for her is the struggle to become a mercenary. She’s still mostly a novice.

Alexois: Pretty much a fresh face just begun because of a head cannon response I wrote for Lancefer. He’s the darker side of all the light. A villain and downright mean character. Looking forward to exploring the dark side an seeing just how well I can write negative things for him.

Thanks for asking! @aracelicaillen

Tag 10 People You Want To Get To Know Better

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Favorite anime/manga: Sailor Moon, Ronin Warriors, Gundam Wing, Vampire Knight, Cardcaptor Sakura, Magic Knights Rayearth, Slayers, Tsubasa RC, X, .hack//, Gundam 00, Bleach, Fairy Tail, Saiyuki, Angelic Layer, Chrono Crusade, Fullmetal Alchemist, Full Metal Panic, Claymore, D.Gray-Man, Darker then Black, Black Butler, DNAngel, Digimon, Pokemon, Candidate for Goddess, Hakuouki, Inu Yasha, Rorouni Kenshin, Orphen, Pretear, Rosario + Vampire, Gurren Lagann, Zoids, Yami no Matsuei, Trinity Blood

Favorite video games: Final Fantasy series (of course), Tales of series, Phantasy Star Online/Universe, Assassin’s Creed, Persona, Dragon Age, Soul Calibur, Xenogears, Devil May Cry, Bayonetta, Legend of Zelda, Pokemon, Suikoden, Dynasty Warriors, The Last of Us, Toukiden, Bravely Default/Second, Castlevania, Fire Emblem, .hack//

Favorite books: Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien, House of Night series by P.C. Cast & Kristin Cast, Dark Jewels Trilogy by Anne Bishop, Throne of Glass series by Sarah J Maas, Vampire Academy by Richelle Mead, Green Rider series by Kristen Britain, Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs, Chronicles of Elantra series by Michelle Sagara, The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini, Dragonriders of Pern series by Anne McCaffrey, Night Angel trilogy by Brent Weeks, Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan, Air Awakens series by Elise Kova, Shadowhunters by Cassandra Clare, Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling  (I’m a book dragon! >:D)

Favorite TV shows: Arrow, Flash, Once Upon A Time, Star Trek: Next Generation, Shadowhunters, Xena: Warrior Princess.

Last song I listened to: Meet Me in the Dark by Otherwise & Human by Manafest

First language: English

Tagged by:  @ffxivtribehydrae

Tagging: No one. Do it if you want. (I suck at tagging. An I don’t know who would want to answer this an who wouldn’t.)

HELLO 😘

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If we kissed:

  • [] This wouldn’t happen.
  • [] Oh disgusting.
  • [X] Again, again.
  • [X] Kiss you back.
  • [] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
  • [] Slap/Push you away.
  • [] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

  • [] Um no.
  • [] I’m taken-
  • [X] Sure.
  • [] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

  • [] No.
  • [] Ew.
  • [X] Sure.
  • [] YES.

Sex?:

  • [X] Let’s do it.
  • [] No. You can’t handle my d.
  • [] FUCK YES.
  • [] No.

Should you reblog this?:

  • [] Yes. I want to send you one.
  • [] Yes.
  • [X] No. (Only cause this is my response for you doing one. :D)

Say Hello

Send me a HELLO and i’ll answer…

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laurenlovecraft-ffxiv:

thrasclan:

rpaskboxmemes:

If we kissed:

  • [] This wouldn’t happen.
  • [] Oh disgusting.
  • [] Again, again.
  • [] Kiss you back.
  • [] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
  • [] Slap/Push you away.
  • [] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

  • [] Um no.
  • [] I’m taken-
  • [] Sure.
  • [] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

  • [] No.
  • [] Ew.
  • [] Sure.
  • [] YES.

Sex?:

  • [] Let’s do it.
  • [] No. You can’t handle my d.
  • [] FUCK YES.
  • [] No.

Should you reblog this?:

  • [] Yes. I want to send you one.
  • [] Yes.
  • [] No.

Please specify characters. ♥

what Lexia said..  lol

(specify character)

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(I still have asks to answer. An other things I wanted to do. Updates to tags an blog layout. But… It’s been a rough week. So I apologize on the delay of answering the asks an such. Thanks for sending them though. Happy New Year? Anyways. I kind of fell asleep way too early an now I’m awake. So journal time for Dest while I can’t sleep. Personal mentions: @jonahsage @onidephor)

I didn’t want to believe. I wanted to scream. I wanted… I wanted to hurt. Myself maybe? The one responsible maybe? I’m not sure… My emotions are so very conflicted at the moment. I haven’t wanted to cause physical pain to someone in so long.

Granted my interactions with Felix and C’lest helped to ease the pain of my heart some. I only remember bits and pieces of Nate coming to speak with me because I was drunk. I had needed to drown the pain.

I still have trouble dealing with the idea that Oni does not trust me. That he actually growled an snarled at me. Did not seem to believe I was being honest when I admitted to when the last time I saw Leera was. I regret calling Oni a monster yet… At the same time I do not. Wanting to kill Leera… Suspecting me of reviving Leera when Terra had supposedly killed him… Would I have done it if I could? Yes. Did I? No… I did not even know…

Leera… Oh Twelve… I hadn’t even known… I felt like it was Leon all over again. Unable to do a damned thing to save someone. Failure… The only difference is I did not have to watch Leera die. I wish I could have been there… I’m not sure what difference I could have made… With the abilities Terra has…

I had run off to the Twelveswood to hide after the horrible news. I thought I was well hidden up in a tree. However C’lest had found me even after I insisted multiple times that I wanted to be alone. I caved an spoke with her for a bit. Let out some of the pain that was carving a bloody wound in my soul. But I don’t really know the girl either. So while it helped… It didn’t completely soothe my soul either.

I decided to avoid the Order’s house for now. It is better then taking the chance of running into Oni. I don’t want to be anywhere near him. I think what hurt worse then Leera’s supposed death was not being trusted. Being suspected. I had been honest anytime I was asked about Leera. Gave up the potion Leera had given me before my namesday. Yet… To not be trusted by the head marshal… That is a wound worse then Leera’s supposed death. I refuse to see Oni until he apologizes to me. I didn’t deserve that treatment.

I asked Felix to come over to my house an share drinks with me. I needed to drown the pain. I know Felix and I never agreed over the whole Leera thing. Yet… Felix has always been someone to listen to me over drinks. I was glad for his presence. An his attempts to make me smile an laugh with his teases. It helped to further soothe the pain and lift my spirits. There may have been talk of me trying to learn to use a sword. Which lead into the teases from Felix.

Nate came by not long after Felix left. Yet I only remember parts of what we talked about. I remember asking him to take me to where Leera had been supposedly killed. I wanted to see. I know there is probably nothing for me there yet I want to go. I want to see. He made me promise though that if Leera showed up that I contact him. He doesn’t trust Leera alone with me. I changed the wording of the promise some but we did come to a compromise. I told him I would contact him if I knew he could be around. Otherwise I intended to protect myself if I was alone with Leera. Though honestly… I’m not sure how effective it would be. I’ve watched Leera feed. At most if Leera meant me harm… I could only defend myself an hope to escape.

I guess Nate carried me to bed or I managed to stumble there myself. I can’t remember how I got there. Anyways I should find some work. Keep myself busy. Keep my mind away from the hurt. Distractions. Yes I need distractions…

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riskibusiness:

nebula1984:

(From here)

Destiney couldn’t help but laugh. Not that his words of him being blinding without a shirt were funny. Merely because she was sure she knew someone who could top him in that. “I bet I have seen someone more blinding then you without a shirt. We do a different beach at the end of each week. Imagine getting to see that once a week. I’m surprised I have any sight left.”

Her easy demeanor faded a bit the closer they got to Wineport. Eyes drifting towards the northeast more then once. Yet she managed to hold onto a smile even if it was not nearly as bright anymore. “Hard to believe it’s been a little over three years since I left here an became who I am today. Though for the better I will admit.”

Riski glanced down at her, not answering immediately. They walked in silence for a little ways before he shook his head, saying, “What is it about three years ago? It seems like everything terrible that happened to most people was either the Calamity, or three years ago.” There wasn’t much humor in the chuckle he couldn’t stop. “We’re all stronger for it, sure, but the timing is just… weird.”

There was a sort of melancholy that was trying to creep in, but Riski shrugged it off. He grinned, skipping ahead again and looking back at her. “Hey, look on the bright side. If you ever want a coeurl kitten, you know where to find one now.”

“Maybe it was something the Twelve had planned in a larger scheme then just individuals. Maybe it is merely the fate of each soul at that time. It is really hard to point a finger at any one answer on the whys of something so complex. There may even be a completely logical answer even if one was to dwell deep enough into the events that happened. Yet something so complex might take years to unravel if one could at all.” The words were mostly to herself though they were in response to Riski’s words. Her brain tumbling over the reasons or possibilities like a puzzle needing solved. She probably would have continued pondering over the answer until Riski skipped ahead of her again.

“Oh I doubt I want a kitten running about my house. I already have a wolf pup and on occasion a dragonet when she is visiting. Adding a kitten to that mix would be absolute chaos.” Destiney laughs brightly as she tries to imagine her house with another pet running about. A cat of all things paired with the wolf and dragonet. No that was one scenario she was not ready to endure.

❄

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duskrecluse:

nebula1984:

duskrecluse:

There’s a deep peace in the snow-covered forest at early dawn. The sun is trying to show its face, fighting through the clouds to sparkle where it strikes the crisp coating of snow and ice.

The first notes hang in the air, shivery and cold just like everything else. They are tentative, unsure. The sound fades, the artist pausing to adjust the tension of the strings to account for the chill before he draws out another piece of the melody.

Even in the stillness and cold of the early morning, he knows the vulnerability presented by this one act. But it’s more than a desire – it’s almost a calling, a need pressed on him by an outside force stronger than himself. He’s purposely far from home, deep in the trees of the Twelveswood where no one in their right mind would be at an hour such as this. Even so, his bow is strung and ready beside him where he can reach it in an instant.

Basteaux draws a bow of another kind over the strings of his violin, his fingers moving with deceptive ease to coax notes from the instrument. It sings under his touch, a soaring tribute to the brilliance of the shining world around him.

As the final strains ring through the stillness, he opens his eyes. She’s the first thing he sees, and he immediately drops one bow in order to reach for the other. But there’s recognition after that initial jolt, and he bends to retrieve the abandoned object from the crust of the snow at his feet.

(From here)

Destiney didn’t mind that he was out of practice. He certainly didn’t play like he was. Though the difference in the two pieces was clear. As was the tension in his form. Either way it was still a pleasing piece. This piece was still less… Free then the last. It lacked the same heart and soul. Not that this piece didn’t have a heart of it’s own. It was just less. Too structured.

“I’m sorry, Basteaux.” She hadn’t missed that look on his face when he finished. Maybe she shouldn’t have asked him to play for her specifically. But there was something about it that she couldn’t resist. Now she felt guilty for ruining his mood. Never had it been her intention to disrupt his morning in this way. “I did not mean to ruin your morning.”

The instrument fit into a small, padded case that he slung over his shoulder alongside his quiver. With it taken care of, Basteaux turned the full weight of his attention back to Destiney. “You did not attack me, nor did you request anything I did not choose to give freely. If there is any blight on this morning, it would be one of my own making.”

He looked past her, up to where the sun was beginning to make its climb in earnest. “I must be going. Though I wish you well on this morning, and hope whatever task has brought you out here is one that does not bring you trouble.”

She watched in silence as he carefully took care of his instrument. Somehow his words really did little to soothe the feeling of guilt over the sudden change of his playing. But she kept that opinion to herself. He would probably just blame himself again. That was far from what she wanted.

She stepped up beside him, a soft smile on her lips. Intentions perfectly clear that she meant to follow him for a bit. “Where are you heading? I could walk with you for a bit. If you don’t mind of course. I was mostly out here for a bit of peace. My company can be quite chaotic at times. An the woods are calming.”