⋆ TASTES LIKE MAGIC ;

ʷᵃᵛᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʷᵃˡˡᵒʷ ᵠᵘᶤᶜᵏ ᶤᶰᵈᵉᵉᵈ ( ᶤᶰᵈᶤᵉ ˡᶤˡᶤᵗʰ ᶠᵃᶰᵏᶤᵈ ☆ ᵃᵛᵒᶜᵃᵈᵒᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᶜᵃᵗᶤ )

[ir-dr]

Day 2127-2128  - 12-13 April 2017

★ Aladdin ★

Commission for Erica Mendez !  

.//projectTiGER

[astralpulse]

random question to mun but! what's your favorite color, food, and animal?

ahaha that’s okay anon !! my favorite colors are BLUES, my favorite foods are MEATS &&. SWEETS ( steak & chocolate to be specific, ) &&. i do not have a favorite animal.

[astralpulse]

hi !! how is everybody doing ?? i hope well !! please make sure to take care of yourself and drink plenty of water ♥♥♥

now that my formal greeting is out of the way, i can put this here. i’m using uriel because he’s the blog in which i have the least followers.. i WAS going to use kiragi but now i feel obligated to keep as much ooc off there as possible because of hitting my milestone. but, anyways, i’m here to vent. i know, rare from cati !!! which is why you should stop reading if you’ve gotten this far. it’s just stupid things.

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i guess i just forgot how to feel needed as a person. like, as MYSELF, raw and raw. i don’t want to be needed because i’m able to make graphics. i don’t want to be friends with someone because they can use me, because god knows that happens so much. but i do it anyways, because i’m so fucking needy for attention, aye. i feel so greedy for asking for attention on kiragi, but at the same time, i feel like ... i deserve it?

you know, i don’t think people give themselves credit so often. giving myself credit right here where i’m complaining my ass off isn’t right either. but still - sometimes i feel like you HAVE to be self-conscious, otherwise you’re seen as too PRIDEFUL, unless you’re already getting showered by that acknowledgement. i don’t even know where i’m going with this paragraph;;

but yeah. i don’t want to feel needed because of my writing skills or because of my art skills or my graphics or the amount of followers i have. i want to feel needed for who i am. i’m not any of my muses as amazing as they are and i’m NOT. but nobody has felt that way for me in a while — nobody on the dash, at least. nobody cares about ME. they care about cati. not me.

i guess that’s why i love yummy-chi so much. she’s a friend of mine. she asks me questions about myself and doesn’t care for anything else i do. she’ll fight with me to the death when i try to do stuff for her, and that makes me want to do MORE stuff for her. that’s what i love about her. she cared so much; i never felt that way for a long time.

i like being asked questions. i like when people ask me questions — no math questions, no questions about history, no questions about how i feel about other people. i like it when i get questions asked about myself, but the world is cruel in the manner of nobody really CARING about something fully unless they’re included in some way. it’s like when you see a picture of your ship partner’s muse — you get excited because it’s your SHIP PARTNER’S MUSE. if it was any other character, you’d feel less excited...

i’ve accepted the fact i’m only this sort of husk that’s used for roleplaying, writing, doing things for people — and keeping all these feelings inside me. which is why my vents get particularly long — i hate to spread sadness and i hate getting PITY. i hate that people have to go “aww, poor baby, i care about you”, but god knows it’s what i want to hear to feel fucking valid. and when people give me raw advice, nonsugared, i only feel worse and judged. so in the end, you don’t say anything, do you?

i’m sorry i’m confusing like that.

and it’s a repeat. it’s all a repeat — i get better and then i’m used again. but i’m not mad at that. i’m fine with this lifestyle, since it’s what i’ve been doing for a long time.

i’ve given up.

PS. i love it when the dash goes all “i love ____ so much!!!” & then a bunch of people jump on it. i really am.,, i just,, i wish that sort of thing would happen to me on the whim. its always after i do something for said person. and i want to cry because of that  — i really am just a servant to the people.

[biryuza]

[astralpulse]

|| anankcs.

       ❛ Your mother? ❜ Strange as it was to find someone whose entire appearance echoed familiarity, if not nearly mimicking his own person, it was wholly different when their scent matched that of another he knew. Lilith. He had not known his daughter for long, but she had never left his thoughts after he had escaped almost certain death. She and her sibling were always at the forefront of his mind – were they alive and well? perhaps they had even found each other? – and now there was a boy who reminded him so much of the daughter he barely knew. A question lingers on the tip of his tongue, presses against his teeth and tries to tear past his lips. Anankos devours the words he wants to speak.

       ❛ May I ask who your mother might be? ❜ He NEEDED to know and he was desperate to hear him speak her name, to confirm what he was sure he already knew —– and if it was true perhaps that meant Lilith was still alive.

     ❝ Correct correct ! My mother ! She is quite the sublime woman, oh certain ! ❞ his hands are thrown into the air — mouth agape as he chants the word “ mother ” repeatedly. if there is anything the child loves to talk about, it is the wonderful woman that is his mother — lilith. lilith, the girl whom anankos once had controlled over, whom once commanded to KILL — but that was beyond uriel’s knowledge. oh so far — indeed, the name anankos is only known as SIN &&. nothing more — if there was ever the opportunity of him knowing that he had repented her down to such a level, he would feel only a BITTERNESS in his heart.

    ❝ Of course of course ! My my, where to commence the explication of my mother . . . ❞ is his ponder aloud, rubbing his chin perhaps a bit too intensely as he uses the same hand to make a finger, pointing, as if a solution appeared before him. ❝ Her name ! Mother’s name is very beautiful. It simply rolls of the tongue in such an elegant manner ! Lilith . . . very very pretty ! ❞ 

[astralpulse]

|| wingfaire.

      Lily was never particularly close with Kamui- not that she blamed them. They always seemed too caught up in their own things, and she learned from her aunt that sometimes people need to be left alone… No matter how much Lily had pouted about it.

But that doesn’t dampen her excitement at this castle visitor. She doesn’t get to leave with her mother or family, so every new face is treated as the discovery that it is. This, of course, can make her a bit clingy… though she’s never heard anyone complain. She had only spent a couple years in her deeprealm before Camilla couldn’t stand it anymore, and honestly, she hardly remembers being there.

                  “I wanna see! You can show me, right? Should we go outside? I mean, dragons are reeeeeeally big!”

it had not been much of a long while before uriel began to love the kid — after all, he had hardly seen them throughout the entire duration of fighting. but oh, they were exactly as the books described them — full of life &&. joy &&. energy &&. curiosity — just like HIM ! and that’s why he loved them so much — even though he had never met one before. not until now, that was. It was a little strange to be looking down on actual creatures that could communicate — judging by camilla’s height, uriel was sure that lily’s own smaller physique would not last for long.

he would cherish her greatly. or, at least, the memories — even he was not exactly sure where he would go once he held no purpose fighting here.

    ❝ Heheh ! Tututut, I WISH I was as large as Kamui ! Unfortunately, that is not the case, tiny human girl —  indeed, however, I am a much smaller dragon ! ❞ uriel beamed, but he was not exactly unhappy about his dragon form — he loved who he was, regardless of how scary or menacing he looked. backing up from the youngin slightly, with backward steps did he push off of the ground, his body almost seeming like it was beginning to float — gravity turning into water. his push off of the ground slowed into a buttery cream, uriel had not — with curling into a ball &&. several frontal flips, uriel transformed into a DRAGON — not quite your initial IDEA of a dragon, however.

    he looked more like lilith than anything else — a strange combination between a fish &&. an actual dragon, one that floated on what looked to be an opaque ball of kaleidoscope colors. uriel held protectively of his orb, not hesitating much to float around lily, however — his length was only that several inches taller than lily herself, ❝ It is I, Uriel, in my puremost form — indeed, my human form is not whom I really am … although, I do enjoy being like you humans ! ❞

[astralpulse]

|| sisterhccd.

“My youth, little one?” She chuckled softly. It was only natural for a young dragon to have questions of the sort. For of course she could tell what the boy was. He had a certain essence about him.

She sat and invited the boy to sit beside her, patting the place next to her.

“It was several thousand years ago, and in a land distant from this one, but I will tell you all that I recall.

“Have you heard of the Hero-King?”

    ❝ Yes yes, indeed, your youth !! ❞ he shouted with a breath of excitement, obviously interested in what tiki had to offer. as she had predicted, it was not off in the slightest — from where he had originally came from, as well as his caretaker being a bit too oblivious of deeper dragon tales past the one most concerning, he hardly heard tales of other dragons.

tiki was his escape from that. smiling brightly than ever, he took his place next to her, kicking his legs with joy.

    thankfully tiki had covered herself from a storm of questions by clarifying that she would cover everything as she recalled, causing urari to listen to her question without much else to mind, ❝ Mmm … is he the man whom they refer to as ‘Marth’ ? I have heard his name paired up with such a title … you were his friend, were you not ? ❞

[astralpulse]

    ❝ Ututu ! Yes yes, my name — my mother, Lilith, gifted me with the name of URIEL ! ❞ was his cry as he danced across the Mess Hall, balancing on the tables like beams &&. holding fragile glass bowls on his arms. it was obvious the boisterous little boy seemed to hold an incredible sense of balance — but what was more, it seemed he was even making the objects FLOAT a bit! likewise for someone as young as him to use his astral powers for silly things like balancing.

    ❝ And yes, you you, sir, the sir whom smells like my mother ! What is your name ? ❞

∁ ━ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ◜@firstsilcnce◞ ♥’d / hope this is ok!

[astralpulse]

    ❝ Uwaha, Miss, may I say, your hair is BEAUTIFUL ! ❞ is the first thing that comes from his mouth as he approaches the diviner from behind, a bright, genuine smile on his face. he was not the type to truly pay attention much unless he absolutely HAD to — &&. it was not like he HAD to stand near the entrance of the Mess Hall &&. examine each person that came in. rather, it was an odd job given to him by one of the chefs in the kitchen — probably knowing he would wreak havoc near a busy workplace.

    ❝ From whom of your parents did you receive it ? It smells nice, even from afar ! ❞

∁ ━ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ◜@aphoticresidence◞ ♥’d / hope this is ok!

[astralpulse]

     ❝ Miss Tiki ! ❞

the young dragon child leaps with a burst of vibrancy — dancing &&. prancing, as a manakete, he MUST not be several hundred years old. his face is too young — as well as his personality. even urari knew that tiki would probably know this — but as long as SHE was the only one, he saw no wrongings in her inquiring or being a BIT suspicious of him. his only desire was to have fun here, after all — while he waited for his mother to be ready for his departure.

     ❝ Tell me of the times of your youth. I am very interested ! ❞

∁ ━ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ◜@sisterhccd◞ ♥’d / hope this is ok!

[astralpulse]

     ❝ Yes ! I am very much so an ACTUAL dragon ! Like Kamui ! ❞ 

so, this was a human child — an actual human child of a battle woman of kamui’s army, no less ! although she was likely separated from her mother through the many hardships of war, at least she was not bound to the idea of DEEPREALMS ... uriel himself was indifferent about the subject. being given to another astral dragon &&. raised out of the eyes of his only parent — that seemed of a very good reason to leave him by himself.

but why the humans ? why would they do a thing, when he had all read of humans growing up with their children rather throwing them into another realm ... ?

∁ ━ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ◜@wingfaire◞ ♥’d / hope this is ok!

[astralpulse]

|| bornxsteward.

It was quite a peaceful evening. Dwyer thought himself lucky he managed to finish the rest of his daily chores with some time to spare. Growing weary from the war’s harsh conditions, he turned in for the night sooner than usual.

Later into the night, shuffling could be heard. The Troubadour grumbled in protest, far too comfortable to move. He shifted with a yawn, hoping whomever was causing the noise would go away. Then the cause spoke, which led to the steward waking with a start. He had finally remembered the door was once locked and yet, here Uriel stood, near the foot of the bed with a violin in hand. Dwyer was close to telling him off, scolding him how he shouldn’t be breaking into people’s rooms in the middle of the night. But the last couple sentences kept the young man quiet.

His delicious-looking item. That violin was his.

Panic quickly struck; his heart stopped. He was far more awake than he was moments before. Still, he tried to prevent himself from causing even more of a commotion– he just had to tell him it was important to him. His brows furrowed, tone in a harsh whisper,

“No! Don’t eat that!”

     ❝ Eh ? Why ever not ? I had already taken down the stick it came with . . . ❞ uriel responded aloud, proceeding to scratch his chin in confusion. the lump of a human seemed immediately panicked once he had said something about the item on hand — most humans didn’t do that, but rather direct their attention to uriel himself.

with the way he worded it, uriel sounded as if he was talking about a food with SIDES for all anyone that could take his words out of context would assume. it was everything but the truth, though, unfortunately — uriel HAD eaten the bow that came with the violin. it wasn’t as if it was gone FOREVER though ... he just needed a couple of minutes to throw it back up &&. into the human realm.

hopefully before his stomach turned it into a golden bar. but it wasn’t as if uriel was aware how IMPORTANT the item was to dwyer — if it were important, why would he simply leave it around, on a stand on the floor no less? if uriel had something safe &&. important he didn’t wish for other dragons to eat, he’d be keeping it safe in a compartment or something.

[astralpulse]

|| fxdingtofoam.

“You wouldn’t consume?” Hato laughed at that. “Too good to spoil the end, huh?” He thought for a moment- what books did he have where the dragons were the good guys?

“Well, we do have a few with dragons as protagonists, but not too many. You have to admit, we do tend to frighten plenty of people…”

And then he froze. What would the boy say to that? He hadn’t meant to let that slip. Perhaps it would be best to change the subject- yes, that would be best.

“Hm… How about this one? The author was young when he wrote this, but I found it quite the satisfying read.” He held out a small book with a blue dragon on the cover, appearing elegant and benevolent. 

     ❝ Indeed ! Many things in this incipient human world are quite ambrosial ! Haplessly many things I consume seem to be visually examined as ABERRANT . . . even Mother says so. Perhaps I should stop . . . but, oh, War and Peace looks just too delicious not to endeavor ! ❞

instead of being too oddened by the other’s statement, he simply nodded, quite hastily at that - he was not too much of a dived thinker when it came to his words at the first.

     ❝ Ahhh ! Interesting . . . ❞ uriel thought aloud, taking hold of the book offered to him. it did indeed look as delicious as every other book around him, but as the librarian had said, it DID include a dragon protagonist ... ❝ Ah, but is that not a funny coincidence ! Mother told me that there are marginally any dragons left alive in this human realm ! At least, the places where humans are of an abundance. From where do you hail ? ❞

[astralpulse]

|| aim--and--reload.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

How had she been so careless yet again to leave that damned book lying around? How many times had Zero warned her to keep track of it? How many times had she warned herself?

The entire time she searched for it was also spent praying to the Dusk Dragon that it wasn’t in anyone’s grubby little hands. That it was sitting perfectly where she left it and hadn’t been read by someone’s prying eyes.

The Gods must have not been very merciful that day.

She took notice of Uriel in the distance, unmistakable notebook in hand. Her light jogging had increased into a sprint and soon enough her boot was planted right on the boy’s face.

The action wasn’t enough to hurt him but just enough to obscure his vision and push him back ever so slightly.

“Put that down now! You little creep!”

     ❝ Yowchie ! Milady, your kick is quite impressive ! ❞ all in good nature, uriel simply laughed at his own ( as well as nina’s ) comment, the book still clenched between his tiny fingers. ❝ Very well, very well ! Here it goes ! Down ! ❞

... it seemed the gods really WEREN’T nice to nina that day.

just as uriel had bobbed back to his original criss-crossed sitting position, in the process, his fairly flexible mouth opened wide, &&. like many things he chose to CONSUME, down the hatch did nina’s poor little notebook go ... to the relieved visage of the shorter, of course, who only looked pleased with his latest meal!

     ❝ Mmh . . . spicy. Interesting ! But what would be the cause of such a flavor, from a novel no less . . . ahhh, there is that hard dedication after taste ! The author must have worked very hard on the writing ! ❞ 

[astralpulse]

|| ofbraveskies.

╰☆╮→ ❛ YOU’RE definitely more flexible than me, I’ll give you that. ❜

Maroon eyes watched in amazement as he somersaulted and flipped through the snow, as if he was a part of some show. Tossing the care packages up and catching them, sometimes juggling them, Chiyo decided that she’d be careful handing him more precious items should he start throwing those around too.

Perched atop her pegasus, Chiyo went to offer him a spot behind her before deciding not to. If he declined the first five times, he wouldn’t agree to it the sixth. Besides, he seemed perfectly content doing his acrobatic tricks in the snow. Looking away for a moment, she would rise a bit to see if the village they were supposed to go to was anywhere in sight.

❛ Uriel, do you see the village? ❜

well, he couldn’t say he hated having being complimented! by her comment, uriel took it into the best possible way he could — &&. stuck with it, through and through. the care packages tucked under his arms would prove to be in good care under the eyes of the astral dragon — so long as he did not accidentally drop it into some more hardened snow or trail.

at her question did his sunny gaze shift from his own bare footing to wherever their destination may be, seeing nothing but the gray of snow. a quick frontflip into his more fish-like form, similar to that of his mother’s, uriel scouted much higher grounds than chiyo &&. icarus could safely travel. once finished with quick scouting, he flew down back to lower grounds, transforming back into his more human form.

     ❝ I had spotted a small village about ... a two miles ? Four ? Away from we are. ❞ he nodded, satisfied with his own statement, the packages previously held in his mouth now again tucked in his arms.

[astralpulse]

     ( ♥ ) for a STARTER ? ~ ♪

[astralpulse]

                                                 I TASTE LIKE  𝕄𝔸𝔾𝕀ℂ

                                              WAVES THAT SWALLOW

                                                   𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙲𝙺 &&. 𝙳𝙴𝙴𝙿

                                      ( indp lilith (fe14) fankid | penned by cati )