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Well since my blog was never deleted and there's still a lot of followers...
@playfulbeastkin is my new blog and I mostly play there now.
How did Tumblr never delete this blog?
Why does it still have so many followers?
The sole reason I don’t support same sex marriage in FE:A is because the idea that Noire could potentially be raised by Nowi is terrifying.
Nowi would be a better mom to Noire then Tharja could ever be tbh!!!
This is what happens when I’m bored. I make more @incorrectfeaquotes.
Source is the Let’s Player lordminion777. And I guess a little bit Five Nights At Freddy’s 2.
oh god I just implied Gaius was a furry what is wrong with me.
Considering one of his funniest and best supports is with Panne...
Got him. Done with this Tempest. Still should’ve been Bow Knight.
All that effort for trash, I’m afraid.
Probably won’t be deleting after all, seeing as I tried to delete a blog that I haven’t even used or worked on, made in the spur of the moment just for it to fail, only for my blog to be unable to be deleted because of fucked up coding!
Not gonna lie... most of my muses are dead or are in the process of dying. A few still remain. The Avatars are obvious. Alfonse and Sharena are recent enough. My girls Selkie and Velouria are still there. But a good decent few of them have checked out. I may go ahead and remake. I don’t do the archiving thing all that well (though I think I said I would this time since there’s a few projects I did on other blogs that I no longer have the raw files for, but are still on here), but I won’t delete without warning. I’ll at least have the decency to link you if/when a new blog is made.
Might Delete
But only to downsize. Most of my muses here have died and I don't intend to expect everybody who came for certain characters to keep interacting should I drop those said characters. Still, I can't pretend I've not been inactive here. Part of that is work, part is confusion, and part is a growing distance. I can keep swearing up and down I'll return, but everytime I try, it's rather shortlived. I may make a new blog with the muses that I definitely enjoy playing and haven't lost. But until then, I apologize for the continuous inactivity.
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awakenedfates:
“You clearly weren’t listening to me. I said I don’t like to. But if it makes you feel any better… those that haven’t willingly gone to you and were contracted by you do often have a score to settle. Marth, Chrom, Ryoma, Eirika, Ephraim, Alm, Celica, Roy, Lyn… they didn’t enjoy being under your control. They are ready to fight for Askr. You may have the backing of Nohr through Xander, but who else are your major constituents? Michalis, a man who threatened his own sisters for power? Zephial, a king deluded enough to sell humans to dragons? Ursula, a cold-hearted assassin who’d even kill you for the right employer? Sounds to me like you abandoned the right to the moral high ground, Veronica.”
Their fists tightened as they glared into her eyes. Her perseverance had worn Askr down and she’d even managed to kidnap them. Of course they hadn’t chosen to sit here and discuss this morality over tea willingly. Things went south. Otherwise…
“You’re going to kill me anyways, aren’t you? We’re gods only knows where and your brother killed Zacharius for interfering last time. But another will take my place. My world has plenty of people like me, I’m sure. People whom Anna can summon just as we summon Heroes.”
“So you’d rather damn the rest of your world to the same destruction? How very noble of you. At least if I was to somehow fall, then this entire war would end. Would that please you? Would that really settle the angst that lives within your heart?”
She grimaced lightly, the earlier smirk now completely faded away. She’d brush away a lock of hair, wipe the corners of her eyes - surely not tears - and would look at the summoner once more.
“These Universes are many and gates wide. Surely you realize the futility of your actions. I request that you formally stand down. If you don’t, your death will be for naught.”
She stood, looking him now dead in the eyes; her own resolve flickering brightly. Well, as much as she could muster; her expressions were long-since dead, anyway.
“Please take a seat. You should know by now that if I wanted you dead that quickly, I’d have done so already.”
"I don't think your death would make me feel any better at all, no mater how fucked up you are. But I can't ignore what you're doing, even if you're trying to twist me into the bad guy. Veronica... why are you really doing this? You have all the poise and demeanor of someone who's lost everything and is tying to fill a void. Is that it? Because your father was doing the same thing and then your mother died as well? Or is someone else using you?"
They couldn't believe that she was doing all this willingly. Not when she looked so dead on the inside. But nevertheless they remained guarded, even as they slowly moved to sit.
awakenedfates:
“Why do you care so much about my stubborn nature anyways? Worrying about me is even more absurd from your standpoint. After all, I’m the “goody two-shoes” bastard in your eyes. Yet you haven’t tried to kill me either, even though you promised you would. All that’s happened so far is us sitting across from each other waxing God only-gods only knows what at this point. Can’t even call it poetry.“
They grimaced as she still yet brought up the fact they had fists. True, but that didn’t do shit to a man in plate armor. And there was the mention of Heroes, but that required a different mentality altogether, one that they could not handle.
"There’s a reason I am neither King nor Queen. I’m unable to order people to march to their death as easily as you are. Even if the Breidablik allows me to replace them, I can’t just look at them and say ‘You may die here, but fucking go for it anyways.’ So far I’ve been lucky, but I know my luck’s short and apt to fail.”
“Would you like me to kill you then?”
The line was abrupt and cold, her crimson eyes showing no remorse; the smirk that gently tugged at her lips showed that she may very well be enjoying toying with his life.
She could end it as soon as she wanted to; why not enjoy this mans company for that little bit longer? Let him enjoy the last few minutes he’d have of his pathetic existence. And once he’d fall, the rest of Askr would soon follow.
“So you believe summoning them from their homes, their familes, and forcing them to fight for something they may not believe in, against their will, is more noble than what I am do? You’re such a silly creature”
She’d let out a light giggle - unknown if true or simply a farce - before taking yet another sip of her tea, looking around.
“Tell me, summoner - since you’ve neglected to tell me even your name - what do you see around here? Why do you think I am able to sit here like this, whilst my country is at war? It is because I have the utmost faith - as do my many brave men and women - that we are fighting for the right cause. I need not forcefully enlist the help of the many Hero’s to fight by my side, I go to them; and they choose to join me. So from that angle, dear summoner, who is worse off here?”
"You clearly weren't listening to me. I said I don't like to. But if it makes you feel any better... those that haven't willingly gone to you and were contracted by you do often have a score to settle. Marth, Chrom, Ryoma, Eirika, Ephraim, Alm, Celica, Roy, Lyn... they didn't enjoy being under your control. They are ready to fight for Askr. You may have the backing of Nohr through Xander, but who else are your major constituents? Michalis, a man who threatened his own sisters for power? Zephial, a king deluded enough to sell humans to dragons? Ursula, a cold-hearted assassin who'd even kill you for the right employer? Sounds to me like you abandoned the right to the moral high ground, Veronica."
Their fists tightened as they glared into her eyes. Her perseverance had worn Askr down and she'd even managed to kidnap them. Of course they hadn't chosen to sit here and discuss this morality over tea willingly. Things went south. Otherwise...
"You're going to kill me anyways, aren't you? We're gods only knows where and your brother killed Zacharius for interfering last time. But another will take my place. My world has plenty of people like me, I'm sure. People whom Anna can summon just as we summon Heroes."
i swear to GOD.
awakenedfates:
The description she offered them of what they ought be doing to her made them grimace. In some ways, she was utterly right. How many times had they laughed when men in politics that she despised been assaulted for their destructive views? How many times had they cheered when another dictator was put in his place? And then how many times had they scoffed and sneered when moral arguments were made to stop what they considered a necessary evil? They knew she was right, ironically so, because she was a despot and they were the only one who could fight her. And yet still…
“You seem to delight in making obvious observations, Veronica. I’m not a fighter. My world outgrew swords, bows, and magic, so I’ve no way to fight either with or against it. All I have are my tactics and my resolve to do what’s necessary. And yet… I don’t see a Bush or a Trump when I look at you. It’s ironic really, but… I don’t hate you nearly enough to want to kill you yet. Rather… I pity you. I remember you complaining about Askr taking everything when you came for my summoning stone. Why?”
“Indeed I do. It allows you to see the futility of your life, your purpose and your desire to succeed. Obvious observations allow the rest of the world to have a glimpse into what we consider normal.”
With that line about not wanting to kill her, her heart would flutter for all of a moment; how long had it been since someone had said that to her? How long had it been when they didn’t want to actively cause such grievous harm to her?
Though he did pity her. That was just as bad, she supposed. Well, that feeling quickly dissipated and that tiny blush that had streaked across her cheeks was now gone.
“Of course I would. It was my one chance to finish this dull war once and for all. Why would I not be upset? Not only that, the only other person worthy of wielding such decided to side with my enemy. I see no reason not to complain.”
She stated it all with the same, cold tone that she’d spoken to him with this entire time. Not a single drop of warmth entered her voice, as if even her very core was frozen over.
Perhaps it was; maybe that was why she felt nothing towards anything.
“You say you have no tools to fight; you have your fists. You are surrounded by some of the best fighters within this Universe. And yet you dare claim that you have no method of fighting. Where are your orbs, child? You claim about resolve, and yet you cannot even ask someone for help; with something that we are all capable of.”
"Why do you care so much about my stubborn nature anyways? Worrying about me is even more absurd from your standpoint. After all, I'm the "goody two-shoes" bastard in your eyes. Yet you haven't tried to kill me either, even though you promised you would. All that's happened so far is us sitting across from each other waxing God only-gods only knows what at this point. Can't even call it poetry."
They grimaced as she still yet brought up the fact they had fists. True, but that didn't do shit to a man in plate armor. And there was the mention of Heroes, but that required a different mentality altogether, one that they could not handle.
"There's a reason I am neither King nor Queen. I'm unable to order people to march to their death as easily as you are. Even if the Breidablik allows me to replace them, I can't just look at them and say 'You may die here, but fucking go for it anyways.' So far I've been lucky, but I know my luck's short and apt to fail."
awakenedfates:
“Felix. And I am no Lord, nor will Chrom allow you to call him such. Both of us don’t care for formalities, so you are free to loosen up. Still, I am troubled by your statement. You say it would be the end of us all if you expended your power…” He wondered if she was some kind of Avatar similar to him.
“I mean no harm, I assure you. My power… is rather volatile, let’s say. Powerful when I have it, but if I overexert myself, it becomes a problem. I use certain artifacts to relieve that problem, but what worries me… is I don’t think there are any here. I’ll refrain from using my power until I find another way.”
"Magic has its ways here. Through tomes, through weapons, through Naga..." He grimaced. "Some even get their power from Grima... as if to use the Devil's own power against him."
@awakenedfates (continued from here)
“Then why do you defy me so?”
The young silverette placed down the antique cup on the pairs table, the gentle afternoon wind carrying the scent of honey and alovera along the spring breeze. The tree the pair was sat under was old, towering and looming overhead, casting a nice, cool shadow over the pair. Though the situation was certainly dire, and if anyone was to look at the pair, they’d probably think they were having some form of lovers or siblings tiff.
Preposterous.
“If you truly wished to help people, if you really wanted to save these worlds as you’ve said, you wouldn’t be standing here. No, instead, you’d have those warm, caring hands wrapped tightly around my thoat, choking me of air until my neck snaps and my spine is no longer connected to my brain. But you haven’t”
With a smile - as rare as it was - she looked up at the young summoner; oh, this poor man… Smart, perhaps. But he was dreadfully inexperienced in combat and even-more-so when it came to matters such as these. She could tell he spoke from the heart; that was well and clear. And yet…
He was far too Green. He, himself, was probably being played a fool and he was none-the-wiser, simply because he was summoned on the “right” side of things.
“Tell me, then, summoner… Why are you such a coward? If you wished to change the course of this war, why must you sit on the back-lines of combat, and insist that you’re changing things? Please don’t think you can lecture me on changing fates. But you’re not going to change anything by sitting at the back, directing others to do your dirty-work. At least I have the courage to fight.”
Courage? Is that really what she’d call it? No matter, she wasn’t about to delve into these matters with him. He was a scared little lamb, and she could see in his eyes his resolve; calm and concrete, yes, but also wavering; with the thoughts of however-many universes that may lay within his grasp.
The description she offered them of what they ought be doing to her made them grimace. In some ways, she was utterly right. How many times had they laughed when men in politics that she despised been assaulted for their destructive views? How many times had they cheered when another dictator was put in his place? And then how many times had they scoffed and sneered when moral arguments were made to stop what they considered a necessary evil? They knew she was right, ironically so, because she was a despot and they were the only one who could fight her. And yet still...
"You seem to delight in making obvious observations, Veronica. I'm not a fighter. My world outgrew swords, bows, and magic, so I've no way to fight either with or against it. All I have are my tactics and my resolve to do what's necessary. And yet... I don't see a Bush or a Trump when I look at you. It's ironic really, but... I don't hate you nearly enough to want to kill you yet. Rather... I pity you. I remember you complaining about Askr taking everything when you came for my summoning stone. Why?"
awakenedfates:
“That sounds… cryptic.” The tactician looked deeply into her eyes. In them, he saw the sincerity and honesty behind her statement, even though he could not figure out what it meant. “Well I hear you know how to use a sword. I could give you one in that case. And if have any magical aptitude, we have quite a few Levin Swords.”
The gem on her gauntlet shone, and a magic rune appeared. Held by that rune, a sword appeared, running parallel to her arm, as though attached by magic. She drew the sword out of this magic clasp, and held it as normal.
“That won’t be necessary, Lord… … er… what did you say your name was again?”
"Felix. And I am no Lord, nor will Chrom allow you to call him such. Both of us don't care for formalities, so you are free to loosen up. Still, I am troubled by your statement. You say it would be the end of us all if you expended your power..." He wondered if she was some kind of Avatar similar to him.