Historical Eras – Destiney

BOLD all that apply!

MEDIEVAL ☆ tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.

RENAISSANCE ☆ freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your socks on.

BAROQUEdark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colorless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.

CLASSICAL ☆ chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair. watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.

ROMANTIC
compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a
bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.

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duskwightwoodsman:

eaotheelf:

lostelezen:

Baptistaux Hortimonte runs past Syluss and cannonballs into the water.  "I FINISHED COUTING THE SHEEP SYLUSS WHAT NEX-“ Splash.  All. Over. Destiney.

Baptistaux Hortimonte: “Hi friend.”

Glace Silencieuse: “What the bloody hells.”  He peered over at the chocobo-headed cannonball.

Destiney Delvanguard gave a very deadpan look as someone clearly just splashed her. Wiping water off her face. “Glad I was dressed for swimming anyways…”

Nathaniel Castor eyes widened as the man ran past them, leaning away quickly to avoid the back lash of water. He grumbled a little as he slide further down, but had a brow raised to the chocobo head…

Syluss Koellian was going to say something and heard the familiar voice and his goat in tow. “Oh… You got done so fast.” He wipes water from his face and looks at Dest. “Destiney, this is Baptistaux. Former Godsbow-” He whispers to her “somehow”

Baptistaux Hortimonte: “I got fired!”

Destiney Delvanguard frowned at Baptistaux and the ridiculous chocobo head. “Clearly. I would have remembered you had you been with them during my father’s time.”

Baptistaux Hortimonte: “I don’t read.. good.”

Syluss Koellian can’t count good, but can read ok, so the number of times he had to read to Bapt was… numerous. “Oh yes, he is hard to forget.”
Glace Silencieuse: “I find your chocobo head offensive,” he grumbled after a moment, and swam some distance away.

Baptistaux Hortimonte: “Bye friend!”

((ahem… @duskwightwoodsman @nebula1984 @winterdeepelegy ))

“Bapt… FFS”

rpmusings-galore:


                             but, to my kind, the land was AGELESS… 

                                      it had no beginning  &&  no end

                                  no boundary between earth and  s k y   

rpmusings-galore:


                     POWER. 

                                         I have it. 

                                                They don’t. 

                                                        This bothers them.