Glacian

Selective. Ind. SE FFXV Shiva*Gentiana. 18+. Low activity.

[crystallineglacian]

   Shiva*Gentiana . Petitions . Oblations . Paths . Law

[quotemadness]

“Fear not that your life will someday end. Fear only that you do nothing with it.”

— Unknown

[crystallineglacian]

I didn’t mean to go on such a long hiatus… I’m still not too sure when I’ll be able to set aside time for more than just sending asks once in a while. It’s been a weird few months.

[crystallineglacian]

A promise of a game outside the palace walls.

That was the offer presented to him by a lord of Garlemald, who’d heard it from a wayward adventurer... The information was allowed to flow freely to the jaded prince. Especially given the nature of the threat that would act as a playmate.

He’d happened upon a young woman, the adventurer thought. Until he saw the creature glistening with jewels that glowed like the aetherytes of foreign cities. Felt the chill in the air. Before he’d gotten his bearings the creature had become consumed by such a light, and caught the winds.

A description fell from the man’s mouth, too, without a hint of fear that the prey would be considered a waste of precious time. Ebony hair and lime green eyes; embroidered leather dress and stilettos, however she walked in them within the grass was beyond him; luminous blue gems that draped across her shoulders and made her stick out like the witch she must be. The lord stopped short of offering to go with him, though. It was a gift better left to a professional. @zenos-zos-galvus

[sunsetquotes]

“The marks humans leave are too often scars.”

— John Green

[crystallineglacian]

Another villain, Shiva. Another royal. Are you sure?  Is this your type... Or is this your MO...? Or are you just afraid to face yourself, alone, as a demon in your own right?

[crystallineglacian]

“  the world isn’t made up of heroes and monsters. just broken people balancing between the two.  ”

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“To hear you say this, even while knowing the path you tread...” The lady begins with a wary pause. Her next words she considers carefully, before allowing herself to embrace the optimism within his supposition.

Gentiana smiles, warmth lighting her cheeks, “Your mother must have imparted such a philosophy to you.”

It isn’t the truth. But she won’t say those words... because if there are no monsters or heroes, where does that leave creatures like her?

[occasionalrpmemes]

Unusual and/or Prying Character Questions

1. If you could only give one piece of information or one brief anecdote to summarize your muse, what would it be? 2. Who would be interviewed for a documentary about your muse? If you want to go in-depth: what kind of picture of your muse would they paint? 3. What is something your muse won’t admit to themself, or hasn’t yet realized about themself? 4. If your muse could change one thing about themself, what would it be? 5. What kind of first impression does your muse give off to people just meeting them? How does this change as people get to know them better? 6. If your muse could erase a single event from their memory, would they take the opportunity? What would they erase? 7. If your muse could erase a single thing they’d said or done from everyone else’s memory, would they take the opportunity? What would they erase? 8. What’s a secret they’ve only ever shared with one person? Who was that one person? 9. What sort of burial / memorial arrangements would your muse want for themselves once they pass on? Have they spent much time thinking about it? 10. What’s something that brings back bad memories for them? A scent, a phrase, a place- anything. 11. Is there anything they’re ashamed to admit they don’t understand? What? 12. If they could see the way you write them, would they agree with your portrayal? (Note: this is NOT a question about “how well” you write your muse. It’s about how they see themselves, and how that might differ from how you see them.) 13. What’s the worst thing they’ve ever forgiven someone for doing, or turned a blind eye towards? 14. What’s their most irrational fear? 15. Do they have a favorite joke, or a favorite kind of joke? If so, what? 16. What is your muse’s most strongly held belief or opinion? Does it shape their behavior? How? 17. What is your muse’s least favorite part of their job or their everyday life? 18. What is your muse’s favorite part of their job or their everyday life? 19. What’s something your muse only does when they’re alone? 20. [Make up your own question and send it in!]

[crystallineglacian]

“ i can’t remember what it’s like to be truly wanted. ”

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This is her fault. The guilt used to weigh on her heavily, but now it’s been replaced by a dull acceptance. It’s in her nature to observe the tithe imposed by the crystal’s master.

There was nothing she could do - she’d said this over and over. To herself, to him. There was nothing she could do but delay the inevitable.

Her hand lifts, but it doesn’t make contact. There was nothing she could do for him except get another blade through her chest.

So she observes. Consoles with soft, useless words that do nothing.

“You may not feel wanted, dearest ardent, but I have seen proof that it is only in your thoughts.”

[leneemusing]

more prompts for your feels

“  what am i supposed to do when i can’t even trust my own mind?  ”  “  i have to believe death is the end. because all that waits for me in the afterlife is a debt of sin i don’t think could ever be paid off.  ” “  what do you see when you look into my eyes?  ”   “  it doesn’t always have to be you, you know?  your shoulders aren’t the only ones that can bear the weight of the world.  ”   “  i don’t think hearts break. shattered things can only be broken once. but torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching.  ” “  i can’t remember what it’s like to be truly wanted.  ” “  every time you look at me i feel invisible.  ” “  loneliness is a slow and cruel poison.  ” “  i’m afraid that if i let you see every side of me, you should shrink back in fear or disgust.  ” “  for once in your life, what is it that you want.  ” “  i’ve been wrapped in my sorrow for so long, i’m afraid i’ll feel too cold without it.  ” “  i just want to see you smile again.  ” “  can’t you stop running for one second?  ” “  i’ll be here. when you’re ready to talk.  ” “  being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain.  ” “  don’t shut me out. please.  ” “  don’t look at me like that.  ” “  the world isn’t made up of heroes and monsters. just broken people balancing between the two.  ” “  i just wanted to do something good for once.  ” “  why can’t you tell me what’s wrong?  ” “  just trust me. please.  ” “  why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of?  ” “   you’re so worried about losing me/them you’re missing everything in front of you.  ”   “  i’m not leaving you.  ” “  you’re not alone. i’m here.  ” “  you see everyone so clearly except yourself.  ” “  don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that.  ” “  i find broken things interesting. maybe that’s why i like you so much.  ” “  i want to be whatever it is you think i am.  ” “  you see the good in everything. that’s why i like it when you look at me.  ” “  i’ll still be here when you wake.  ” “  i promise i’ll never hurt you again.  ” “  as long as i have you, the rest doesn’t matter.  ” “  what did they do to you?  ” “  i’m not sure i should leave you alone.  ” “  i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not.  ” “  i want to love the parts of you that you hate.  ” “  i’m scared of what you’re becoming.  ” “  i’m sorry, i’m not what you think i am.  ” “  you’ll always have a home with me.  ” “  what happened to you?  ” “  i thought i’d never see you again.  ” “  you’re such a fucking coward.  ” “  i envy anyone who has the privilege of being loved by you.  ” “  you scared me.  ” “  please, don’t ever give up on me.  ” “  i’m not giving up on you. not ever.  ” “  i know you love me. but it’s not the way i want to be loved.  ”

[inkxlenses]

Hydrangea Tea | by domsli22

[crystallineglacian]

Oh, I noticed. You mention your WoL is level 80, and of course her best friend shows up.

He’s been patient so far. 

All good trackers are.

[quotemadness]

Stop calling yourself a failure. There are planets and stars in your eyes; There are fires and oceans in your veins. Your head is a forest, your heart a meadow. And you, my Love, are a work of art!

3am  (via quotemadness)

[wodneswynn-deactivated-deactiva]

Y’know, that makes me think of something, actually.

So if you’re one of those “I can only write when I feel Inspired™” type of writers but you never seem to feel very inspired, and all of the usual “You have to make a schedule and stick to it and sit down and write XYZ words per day” writing tips have never worked for you and only make you feel guilty but you have no idea why,

have you perhaps considered that you might be neurodivergent / mentally ill / have a chronic health condition, and that what you call “inspiration” is what the rest of us call “spoons”?

B/c that is exactly what happened to me.

[wodneswynn-deactivated-deactiva]

I haven’t been able to find it since, but I read an article ages and ages ago that said:  There is no such thing as writer’s block.  What we call “writer’s block” is what the medical community refers to as “depression.”

And I went, “Huh.”

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“The future is only an indifferent void no one cares about, but the past is filled with life, and its countenance is irritating, repellent, wounding, to the point that we want to destroy or repaint it. We want to be masters of the future only for the power to change the past.” - Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

[watchoutforintellect]

…the heart slips backward, remembering, remembering.

Anne Sexton, from “The Twelve-Thousand-Day Honeymoon” in The Complete Poems

(via watchoutforintellect)

[crystallineglacian]

“I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’ve been following me!”

Terrible First Meeting Starters

The messenger bows her head. It was foolish for her to forget the blessed’s insight. 

“I watch for any that might harm you, dear one.”