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❥ — a childhood memory @ Destiney please? ^^

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Elle sighed as she got comfortable sitting on the stump. Watching over the small group of children playing nearby. They had to be around the age of five or six. Still young and bright. Untainted by the problems of the world. Her children were among the four playing.

A young Destiney looked over to her mother and waved with a bright happy smile. Her brother looking happy for once rather then the grumpy and miserable young man he would eventually become. With the two Delvanguard children were Dekkarra and Atix.

Elle couldn’t resist smiling at the joy of the children. Watching them chase each other or a ball. The contagious laughter that kept drifting over towards her. Sometimes a squeal of delight or playful panic.

“Momma! Momma!” Destiney ran over to her mother, tears on her cheeks. Her elbow was scrapped up and bleeding from a fall. Elle smiled warmly down at her baby girl as she wiped away the tears before taking the injured elbow in her hands.

“It’s okay sweetheart. Momma will make it better.” Elle said soothingly to Destiney as she reached into her bag to find something to clean it with before healing it. She patted the girl on the head lovingly as she finished. Shooing her to go back to playing with her brother and friends.

(Thanks! @mugishalffull )

Memory Prompts

Accent- headcanon prompt (from @sunshineandlotus)

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(Ugh! Time to murder myself with feels. Destiney & Leon <3)

Leon had picked a comfortable spot to sit in the sun warmed grasses. His harp in one hand as he patted the ground beside him with the other. Motioning for her to join him. A warm smile lighting that beautifully tanned face of his. Making the faint gold of that tattoo stand out.

Destiney took a seat beside him. Enjoying the feeling of the sun warming her face as she leaned into him. Her blue eyes watching that harp in his hand. His intentions to teach her to learn to play. Another distraction for her troubled soul. Insisting music could soothe the heart.

His music did soothe her. His very presence beside her soothed her. He had been her rock from the very day she had awoken broken. Helping her to put the pieces of herself back together. Every day she found herself falling further towards him. Enjoying the hope she found in him.

His fingers plucked gently at first. Chords drifting over the warm afternoon air around them. Fingers pausing to accent certain notes over others. The music light and filled with heart. His heart. The way his motions could bring such comforting music from that small handheld harp. She wanted to do nothing more then close her eyes an relax.

Her eyes had only been closed a moment before she heard his melodic laughter softly ring out over the music. His hands paused before setting the harp down to the side gently. Destiney let out a surprised squeak as he pulled her into his lap. Once she was comfortably situated he picked up the harp once more, wrapping his arms around her so the harp was before her. He waited till she took a hold of the harp before his hands found their way to hers. His fingers resting over hers. Showing her the way to bring the same music from the harp as he had. Her attempts no where as beautiful as his.

However the warmth and joy was still the same. She found herself smiling despite everything else. Even as Moon Dove and Ricard watched from a distance. Letting the two of them enjoy this brief moment alone. Happy.

(Thanks for the Prompt! @sunshineandlotus an thanks for the music suggestion for writing this. It was absolutely perfect. A Thousand Years.)

Headcanon Prompts

The headcanon prompts– Instinct. Unless that got done already!

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(Going to try doing younger Dest for this one! :D)

Loose pebbles scattered under her steps. Bow strung and arrow at the ready. Keeping low to the ground as she hunted. Blue eyes scanning the foliage for any sign of the creature she was tracking. It had to have gone out this way. Yet this was the furthest she had ever traveled into the Shroud.

She paused in the shadow of a tree, looking around it out over the clearing she had come to. There it was. Her bow raised up, string pulled taut. Judging the wind to adjust her aim. Slight adjustment of the angle to ensure the arrow reached it’s intended target.

Yet something felt off. Something in her gut was warning her. She heard the swing before she saw it since she had been alert already. Rolling away from the tree, looking back towards the man with a lance. A bandit clearly judging by his appearance and the malicious grin on his face. She sucked in a sharp breath. She was only fourteen an still not even old enough to train among the Quiver by her father’s standards. Even with her being smaller and younger she knew better then to challenge this man. A lancer versus an archer. The odds were not in her favor. Every instinct screamed at her to turn an run.

Run she did. Trusting her instincts that this was not a fight she was ready for. She bolted straight for the nearest Wood Wailers. Right into safety. Telling them of what she had encountered. Leaving the bandit for them to deal with. Her hunt a loss.

(Thanks for the Prompt! @ghostly0rigins )

Headcanon Prompts

Illusion – Any c:

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Karigan sat there at the table, watching her father on the other side of the room. Bartering with a pair of men. Leaving her alone to find ways to amuse herself. She had already finished the book she had brought with her. So boredom now gnawed at her. Hands idly played with the gold ring around her finger. Her mother’s old ring scuffed and worn.

“Ready to go now, darling?” Her father asked warmly as he walked over to where she sat. “We just have a few more stops to make before we head back to the ship.”

“Yes papa.” She smiled brightly at her father as she collected her book off the table an followed after him out the door of the tavern into the light of the sunny day.

Karigan shook her head outside in the brightness. Gone was the place she had been moments ago. Tears began to sting her eyes. She had been out in the heat far too long. She was starting to see things now.

“Papa…” A note of longing on the simple word before her sad expression became a frown. She adjusted the braid of hair an looked around for a place of shade. She needed out of the heat before it kept making her see more illusions.

(Thanks for the Prompt! @ethereal-anomaly )

Headcanon Prompts

Waiting

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He was supposed to be home today. They were supposed to enjoy the evening together. Yet that was a hour ago. She had even attempted cooking again. All for him.

Destiney gave a heavy sigh as she looked at the food an drinks set out on the table. All that work and effort. Just to do something special for her husband. To make up for never seeing him much. Yet here she was waiting. He was probably held up with work. Yet just once she had hoped they could share a planned evening together.

One hour slowly turned into two. Destiney finally began to clean up. Her hands paused mid reach for the bottle of wine. Footsteps had brought her attention up towards the fence. Finally he was home. Tired and disheveled. A warm smile towards her.

“Dek.” She walked over to meet him at the fence, a soft kiss to his lips as she leaned into him. Enjoying the warmth of his presence.

(Thanks for the prompt! @neoma-eltanin )

Headcanon Prompts

Betrayal

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(*cracks knuckles* Oh this is going to be fun!!!)

Lancefer an the team of men he had been sent with were on the look out for a group of known heretics. They had reportedly fled this way a few bells ago. There was no way he was going to let these people remain hiding in Haillenarte controlled territory. It would be a further stain to the name if he remained idle or allowed these men to escape.

Caution was necessary as they crept closer towards the cave mouth. The near silent drawing of swords. He looked to each of the men on his team. A slight nod to them as he pushed forward into the darkness that waited to swallow them whole.

He couldn’t have gone more then a few feet when light lit the tunnel as if dawn had flared up around them. Lance’s arm raised to shield his eyes from the sudden amount of bright light. Yet there was a cry of alarm and pain from behind. Had they been surrounded?!

Lance couldn’t see before him because of the blinding light. Taking the chance, he whirled about to find one of his team in a pool of his own blood. A wicked grin on the face of another knight, sword dripping with the blood of his fallen comrade.

“Alexois?! What have you done?!” Lance cried out as he looked at the smug half crazed smile on the tanned duskwight’s face. Lance didn’t have a chance to find out as he heard footsteps approaching from the direction of the light.

“Stomping on some roses of course.” Alexois responded as he poked the fallen knight with the tip of his sword. “Getting revenge on you damn High House bastards who make our lives hell. Took me long enough to find a way in.”

Lance looked between the approaching men and Alexois. He an the remaining two of his team were betrayed by one they thought of their own. It had all been cleverly played. They could still retreat. Getting past Alexois alone behind them wouldn’t be that hard. The heretics had the advantage now having caught them off guard. The call would chafe. To retreat an let this betrayal go unpunished…

“This isn’t over, Alex. I will kill you for this.” Lance growled before charging towards the man they once trusted. “Retreat! That is an order!” His sword clashed against Alex’s blade. He would buy time for the rest of his team to get out alive. He watched them run past back into the snows of Coerthas. The footsteps from the cave were coming quicker now. Lance brought his shield up towards Alex’s face to stun the other man. A moment of time bought.

Lance bolted from that cave. Anger clawing at his heart. They had been betrayed by Alex. He had once liked the man. Trusted the man. Only to have it turned against them. Halone have mercy on the man if they ever met again. Lance would make sure the man breathed his last.

(Thanks for the prompt! @kindlingdusk)

Headcanon Prompts

“I don’t think we’ve met yet.” (From @samurulantis for any)

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Lance hung off towards the side of the room. These parties were exhausting. So much socializing to be done. Reputations to be upheld. He runs a hand through his dark hair as he looked out over the various pairs of dancers.

There was only a small sparking of longing. He wished he had been able to at the very least invite Miu to attend with him. It might not have worked out between them romantically but at least they were still friends. Then he would not be at yet another party alone. At least someone to speak with that was not seeking an easy way into the graces of his grandfather.

“I don’t think we’ve met yet.” 

Lance slipped back into that calm and charming demeanor he usually wore when dealing with people at these parties. His eyes settled on the woma… No that was definitely a man. A very feminine one at that. Shorter then himself. He had to mentally scold himself for mistaking the man for a lady at first glance.

“No I do not believe we have. Well then it is an honor to make your acquaintance. Lancefer Aurifore of House Haillenarte at your service.” He gave the man a polite bow, keeping a charming smile on his face until he knew if the man just wished to be pleasant or if he was after something. Though he had a feeling this was more to just be nice then anything else.

(Thanks @samurulantis)

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“Have we met before?” – Lance

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Lance let out a heavy sigh as he looked into the room of people gathered for the ball. He had endured so many of these over the years. Well balls. Not really Masquerades. So thankfully even if he had to endure yet another party for the sake of appearances, he was hidden behind a mask of black and gold.

Sure this was yet another way for his family to try an get him situated with a bride. He wasn’t interested in the ladies they tried to pair him with. They were all so fake and weak. Not to mention none of them had really caught his eye. If he was going to take a mate, he wanted someone who could stand beside him. Not someone who would cower behind him. Twenty eight an still unmatched. No wonder his family considered him unfit to be the heir. That was fine with him.

He spotted his mother in the distance speaking with a lady in red. He grimaced. Probably another attempt at his family to make a match for him.

“Have we met before?”

Lance quickly forgot his thoughts as he was spoken to. Sky blue eyes looked out from the mask to the elezen woman who had spoken to him. His head tilted in thought as he tried to remember if they had ever met before. However it was hard while wearing masks.

“I’m afraid I can not say with these masks everyone is wearing this evening. It is quite possible we may have met in passing yet not actually ever met in person.” Lance told her as he bowed politely. His eyes caught his mother an the lady in red moving their way. Lance gently took the arm of the viscountess with an apologetic smile. “Pardon my forwardness. You may have just become my saving grace. It seems my mother have taken it upon herself to try an pair me off again. I do hope you don’t mind playing along for a moment for the sake of this poor knight?”

(Thanks @sorceressofdurendaire)

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“These skirts make it so hard to move.” – Karigan

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Karigan couldn’t remember the last time she had been made to wear a dress. Oh wait she could. It was back before she had left home. It wasn’t that she hated dresses… They were just not very suited to her choice of profession. Thankfully she had found a way to strap at least one of her favorite daggers to her leg under the fabric of the skirt. As if she would go anywhere unarmed completely. Even a party.

Though she did feel sort of out of place at such a party. Even hidden behind a green mask with gold accents. Her dress was in similar tones of green. The dress and mask had been gifts from a mystery person. Only a note came with them. It had been vague at best. Not even handwriting she recognized. Part of the reason she came armed with a hidden dagger.

“These skirts make it so hard to move.”

Karigan’s ears twitched at the sound of someone speaking to her. Her tail swished back an forth gently. Her eyes looked the elezen woman up and down with interest. A bright smile forming on her lips.

“Aye. Can’t say I’m a fan either. When ya used to dressing in clothes for movement, dresses feel so… Restrictive.”

(Thanks @sorceressofdurendaire)

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“I’d know those dazzling eyes anywhere.” – Destiney, from Riski :D

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Another party. Another time dragged into one by a friend. She was not naturally a party kind of person. Not without a specific reason. Like this past All Saints’ Wake when she dressed up for the party at the company house. Not that she hated dressing pretty. She had grown quite fond of the cute clothes. Something she had ignored quite well growing up. It was one thing Leon had done in his short time of helping her. Gave her a love for clothes she never cared for before because they were rarely practical.

As usual she remained off to the side. Admiring all the others dressed up for the
Masquerade Ball. The different an elaborate masks. The clothes from silk to cotton. A sea of colors. Herself clad in shades of purple. Mostly lilac and lavender.

“I’d know those dazzling eyes anywhere.”

Destiney blushed at the comment. Smiling warmly as she turned to face the smiling elezen man hidden behind his own mask. “An I would know that charming smile from a mile away. Good evening, Riski. It is lovely running into you here. Might you grace me with a dance?”

(Thanks! @kibuto/ @riskibusiness)

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