immortalia

Independent Caius Ballad Penned by Tae.

[caiiius-a]

okay y’all so whats crack-a-laggin? in case y’all aint know been wondering I’ve been over @caiiius

[caiiius-a]

blog is relocated here. what does this mean? it means that i’ll be moving to a new blog but current threads that i have now will be continued on there/ possibily moved to an entirely different post. i’ll be reblogging this a few times to ensure that people have seen this post ro be up to date about where i’ll be. i’m still in process of moving a few things there though. i’m slow bc i suck at coding lmfao which i do wish to change tho

[caiiius-a]

blog is relocated here. what does this mean? it means that i’ll be moving to a new blog but current threads that i have now will be continued on there/ possibily moved to an entirely different post. i’ll be reblogging this a few times to ensure that people have seen this post ro be up to date about where i’ll be. i’m still in process of moving a few things there though. i’m slow bc i suck at coding lmfao which i do wish to change tho

[caiiius-a]

blog is relocated here. what does this mean? it means that i’ll be moving to a new blog but current threads that i have now will be continued on there/ possibily moved to an entirely different post. i’ll be reblogging this a few times to ensure that people have seen this post ro be up to date about where i’ll be. i’m still in process of moving a few things there though. i’m slow bc i suck at coding lmfao which i do wish to change tho

[caiiius-a]

blog is relocated here. what does this mean? it means that i’ll be moving to a new blog but current threads that i have now will be continued on there/ possibily moved to an entirely different post. i’ll be reblogging this a few times to ensure that people have seen this post ro be up to date about where i’ll be. i’m still in process of moving a few things there though. i’m slow bc i suck at coding lmfao which i do wish to change tho

[caiiius-a]

blog is relocated here. what does this mean? it means that i’ll be moving to a new blog but current threads that i have now will be continued on there/ possibily moved to an entirely different post. i’ll be reblogging this a few times to ensure that people have seen this post ro be up to date about where i’ll be. i’m still in process of moving a few things there though. i’m slow bc i suck at coding lmfao which i do wish to change tho

[caiiius-a]

Smooches!! c:

there’s something sinful about the way he moves and innocent altogether (the tame for innocence all together was a creation formed to embed details in his skin but it isn’t lack luster--but the heart’s incarnate to create and build an appetite for the daring and the touch) the essence lives and it breathes for the capture of the moment. one that seduces the mindset and yet creates flavor  bold yet colorful streaks. it doesn’t desire the physical. it desires, it wishes to be known-- and so it is. no voice speaks but it nullifies the static into succession for his control, a daring of his skin. slow, slower, slowest--slowly to approach he’d inch closer and press a peck to her cheek after smoothing away nearly stray fringe.

[caiiius-a]

blog is relocated here. what does this mean? it means that i’ll be moving to a new blog but current threads that i have now will be continued on there/ possibily moved to an entirely different post. i’ll be reblogging this a few times to ensure that people have seen this post ro be up to date about where i’ll be. i’m still in process of moving a few things there though. i’m slow bc i suck at coding lmfao which i do wish to change tho

[caiiius-a]

Leans on. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaawn. ♥

He says nothing for the moment, or point having felt her weight shifting upon his shoulder. Body language tells, or even more so elaborates to say, he minds not of her presence.Calm and still, wordless too as usually, he voices his thoughts. It’s a presence that he misses. Eyes having to open, amethysts goes on spot a serene pleasantry. “…”His gaze pauses over her and yet though he cannot complain, she looks cheerful and rather restful, he cannot bring himself to interrupt that circle, or whole or her inner peace. Instead, what he doesn’t say, his eyes simply observes.

[caiiius-a]

flava-proelium

;; He must snore 😂

Nah. He talks a lot.

@flava-proelium

[caiiius-a]

Caius is such a loud muse. For one who kept going to sleep on me.

[bxstiarius-archive-deactivated2]

qserasera:

otp sparring: nice

otp sparring until one of them has a back to the wall and a blade at their throat: excellent

the other person dropping their weapon and the otp is k i s s i n g: I WILL LIFT THIS TABLE AND FLI P IT

[habitualwords-deactivated201805]

But these words people threw around - humans, monsters, heroes, villains - to Victor it was all just a matter of semantics. Someone could call themselves a hero and still walk around killing dozens. Someone else could be labeled a villain for trying to stop them.

— V.E. Schwab, Vicious

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

Use 3 Words to Describe My Muse..

[caiiius-a]

commodorexaranea:

@caiiius  - X

Her attempt to make light of the inquiry faded as well as her smile. Sighing, she held onto his hand tighter. That silence told her everything. He disapproved of the idea. Aranea was trying her damnest to keep her mood swings in check; as it was so easy and tempting to break down into tears – screaming at him. She kept her focus on their hands; unable to find the strength to look at him in the eye at the moment. “I..am worried about the future. In no way am I a spring chocobo, nor will I live long enough to see my children grow up..let alone the fact it would kill me to leave you alone. Is..it so terrible that I want to be around for the ones I love?”

That enough had to have been the livelihood in a existence to transcribe his absolute hate and self loathing where it had been began--immortality had made him motionless and unfeeling monster that he was, it made him want pray for death endlessly with rejection. It was a voice that lie a silently screaming breath in his mentality as a reminder he couldn’t escape it. Perhaps it was for once that anger had bitten into his skin where irritation had etched and was obviously an absorbancy where the root of his disapproval in this would have all began. Nonetheless, he couldn’t bring himself to break from her hold. Caius minds it not to hide his dislike for this idea. “....It is not terrible for you want this. Immortality is a penalty I would not wish upon anyone....” clearly the word raced venom in the hindrance of his speech. His own eyes were of avoidance.

[caiiius-a]

"Caius..We need to talk." As Aranea approached him, she didn't wear any of her usual dragoon chainmail. In fact, she was wearing a casual red dress that was more reserved that her usual style. Placing a hand over his, a faint smile formed over her lips as she hid the obvious fear that she had in her eyes. "How..would you feel if I were to become immortal?"

It’s not that he doesn’t notice the change, it’s not that he’s not given it any care whatsoever. Of course he has. Silence only lasted him for as long as he would deliver it himself upon the subject. Obviously enough there was some form of rejection about it detailing itself away in his body language. This was a curse he had only been attempting to rid himself for many, many centuries. Obviously having not found any favor in it, he hadn’t said a word.

[caiiius-a]

commodorexaranea

Seeing Aranea faint, Vyn rushed beside the pair and nudged her arm by licking her softly. She was still out cold for a few moments, glossed eyes fluttering open at the sight of Caius looking down to her. A pained groan slipped her lips. Every inch of her was in pain. She hadn’t felt like this since…she was with child for Light. Among the other things that could possibly go wrong tonight. Aranea rubbed her forehead before tapping the earpiece in her right ear. “Bring the ship around boys. I need to call it an early night..and have a medic ready.” ‘You’ve got it Lady A!’ Letting go of her earpiece, she gave his arm a light pat. “Uh..thanks for catching me. I’m just..not myself tonight.”

Easily, he could ignore her mood swings though he wouldn’t give it too much over thought. From his deduction, he could naturally assume that there was too much on her mind when she decided she would have gone into battle knowing she was mentally and physically not in any position to have done so. Now that was a fault he could directly and shamelessly pin on her because he mentally and both verbally debated that against her. Exasperation now faded and had become obvious worry. His silence and written expression spoke it all. “Aranea....” there was a pause as Caius did not want to assume. “Is there something you should be speaking with me about?” His thoughts already directed the assumption.