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@dreamknighted-blog
it’s time for this boy to hop into the event ! He’s mainly going to be exploring Maholan Tips because it’s a lot like his home and poses a good challenge to him ! so if you wanna join him on the freezing cold moutain to try to find a supposed fountain of youth then hit the heart !
Caping at six !
𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈
sentences from amrit brar’s shitty horoscopes series. you may adjust as needed.
BOOK I: SUCH TERRIBLE THINGS
❛ holy fucking shit. just. holy shit. what the fuck. ❜
❛ nobody really knows the nuances of what you get up to in your spare time, and honestly they’re probably better off that way. ❜
❛ busy yourself with the affairs of the living, for once.. ❜
❛ the answer is no. ❜
❛ ohhh boy. you. fuck you. yes, you specifically. ❜
❛ delete your search history. ❜
❛ please practice blinking as others can be unsettled by your inhuman ability to maintain an unbreakable stare during casual conversation. ❜
❛ what did you ever do to deserve this? in all probability, something terrible. ❜
❛ you are a crayon. get out of the toolbox. ❜
❛ none will love the butcher. don’t take it too personally. ❜
❛ some relationships, like warts, can be handled with the tactful application of liquid nitrogen. ❜
❛ take a long shower. wash your hair. wash the clothes you were wearing. wash the memories from your mind and body. ❜
BOOK II: ANGER
❛ frostbite is considerably difficult to heal from. ❜
❛ there is poetry in brutal efficiency. ❜
❛ HELLFIRE HELLFIRE HELLIRE. ❜
❛ people would take your raging far more seriously if you weren’t crying the entire time. ❜
❛ what made you so vindictive? ❜
❛ some bodies may be temples, but all are ruins at your feet. ❜
❛ your contempt will always taste like grief. ❜
❛ in the process your body is subsumed piece by piece. ❜
❛ you are the bone-deep fury of an abscessed tooth. ❜
❛ you are notorious for rubbing salt in the wound. cheap vodka in the wound. battery acid in the wound! ❜
❛ vehicular arson is not the answer. ❜
❛ hate is a verb. ❜
BOOK III: PETTY EXISTENTIAL CRISES
❛ the sooner you accept your impending expiration, the sooner you can stop trying to swallow the sun. ❜
❛ embrace the inevitable. snuggle with the inevitable. take the inevitable out to a nice, candle-lit dinner. ❜
❛ there are forces outside of your control. most of them don’t care for you. ❜
❛ when it all goes to hell just remember it’s what’s inside that counts (though many would not find you very appetizing). ❜
❛ not all things have significance, which is scary. the things you overlooked tend to have the most, which is scarier. ❜
❛ your teeth are only porcelain, your ribcage simply glass. like all delicate things, they can know no permanence. ❜
❛ in time you’ll learn that “just” and “right” only mean the same thing when they’re coming from very specific people. please don’t cry. ❜
❛ you may not want to change, but the world is unforgiving and will do it for you anyway. ❜
❛ sometimes we put our hearts in the wrong places (what the fuck is it going between your teeth). ❜
❛ nothing can stay. ❜
❛ you can put all the flowers in your mouth that you fucking want, but dying is dying and rot is rot. ❜
❛ loneliness is the fracture that never heals quite right. ❜
BOOK IV: RESOLUTIONS
❛ lay them to rest. ❜
❛ they are there, hovering nervously. you will watch the skies. you will wait. ❜
❛ eat the other. ❜
❛ there will be scrapes and sutures: viciousness and victory. ❜
❛ no loose ends. ❜
❛ a cacophony of awe and joy and terror. ❜
❛ an eye for an eye. a tooth for a tooth. a knife for the ribs. ❜
❛ you will not be swayed by the morally destitute. ❜
❛ decay will feed the bloom. ❜
❛ devour death like crows, for all the feathers between your teeth. ❜
❛ twisting/screaming/uncompromising. every inch. every iota. ❜
❛ once, answers were found in mouths, bathtubs, and bottles. this time around, get inventive. ❜
BOOK VI: AFTER THE FALL
❛ lies you have told yourself: your humanity is the largest burden you will bear. ❜
❛ decorating your meltdowns is all well and good, but a trainwreck is a trainwreck and it might be time to get a paramedic. ❜
❛ they tell you “there i nothing to fear but fear itself,” but you have seen yourself in the mirror. ❜
❛ you may have been gutted but you mouth is soft, your tongue is silver, and your teeth are gemstones cut to size. ❜
❛ it’s less like biting off more than you can chew, and more like dislocating your jaw. ❜
❛ even spectres can tire. ❜
❛ seeing yourself for who you really are would be great if you knew where to start looking. ❜
❛ it pays to kill with kindness when you’re your own worst enemy. ❜
❛ you’re only armed to the teeth because you’re more brittle than you’d care to admit. ❜
❛ your ego cannot afford cremation or caskets. ❜
❛ frequent tastes of your own medicine can get poisonous real quick. ❜
❛ self reflection is important! whether you like what you see is up for debate. whether it can be contained in a dark basement is another matter entirely. ❜
BOOK VII: MAGICK
❛ you are a quiet god, and your hunger is cavernous. ❜
❛ at times your body is simply a prison laid in gold. ❜
❛ death, dust, party, repeat. ❜
❛ devour the monsters and you can call any place home. ❜
❛ you’re only as lucky as your expectations are low. ❜
❛ worse than having too many secrets is having no secrets at all. ❜
❛ if seeing is believing you might be in some trouble. ❜
❛ suspend belief. expel fear. throw reason into a frigid cell, never to be seen again. ❜
❛ killing the monsters is the easy bit. it’s finding them that’s the hard part. ❜
❛ there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters. ❜
❛ a mouthful of ashes bested by a life of smoke and mirrors. ❜
❛ what’s to be gained from the keeping the heaviest of treasures behind your teeth? ❜
lionsbow:
His breath catches, taken by surprise at the weapon suddenly being drawn on him. The alarm passes quickly, for the most part. This is Felix, after all. The man’s got a faster sword arm than almost anyone else in the army, and a quick temper to match. But Ashe isn’t scared of Felix; he knows him better than that. Trusts him more than that.
“H-Hey, come on, Felix,” he says, relaxing his posture again. He’s not going to underestimate the other man, especially not when he clearly appears to be on edge right now, but Ashe doesn’t intend to be cowed by his hostility, either. “Who in their right mind would pretend to be someone like me?”
If there was some plot afoot to lower the swordsman’s guard by impersonating someone he knew, Ashe was… technically an option, he supposes, but surely there would be better ones. Ingrid, Sylvain, Dimitri. Felix was certainly someone Ashe considered a friend, but it’s not as though he knew the man as closely as they would. But he can see such a line of thinking is likely not to still Felix’s blade, wary as he is, so he reconsiders his approach. Surely there’s something he can use as proof of his identity.
When the thought occurs to him after a moment, a little smile crosses his face.
“How about this… I know it’s a little far back to recall, but do you remember that time we trained together and I snapped the string on my bow?” They’d still been kids at the monastery back then, but the memory was a fond one for him all the same. “I wasn’t concentrating, so I pulled back too hard and it just… popped, right in my hands! I still remember how you laughed at the look on my face.”
He probably looked like a frightened animal, startled by the noise as he was. Ashe can concede it must have been a pretty comedic sight, though at the time he’d been rather embarrassed at his carelessness. To this day he remains uncertain as to how the bowstring broke; perhaps he simply didn’t string it correctly, or the bow was in worse condition than he’d been aware of. If his mind hadn’t wandered, he might have noticed it sooner. But he did not, and the resulting failure made for a more entertaining training session than it would have been otherwise.
“I can’t tell you how I ended up here, but I can continue fondly reminiscing, if you’re still unconvinced.” The offer is partially a joke, as the playful lilt in his voice suggests, but he’s still up for pulling out more memories if Felix needs the reassurance he’s not some sort of spy or assassin in disguise. “Because I don’t know about you, but I certainly didn’t tell anyone about breaking my bow like that.”
And what sort of assassin would care enough about emulating him to know about such an otherwise mundane event? It didn’t mean anything to anyone except, perhaps, just himself.
🗡┊ His excuse was a decently reasonable one, but there was still a few holes with the idea that no one would want to pretend to be ashe. If someone pretended to be someone close to felix he could easily spot flaws in their act, if it was someone who was less close to him ... he wouldn’t notice as readily. He was very on edge with this whole idea that this person could possibly be an assassin. Sword still held ready to struck at any moment but the possible faker starter to speak once more, talking about years ago, when they still trained at the academy together.
🗡┊ He remembers the day that he was talking about, snapping the string completely in two in front of several people, even felix admits it was a bit funny. It was so long ago now but it was such a random memory, not a big one like a battle or when someone had gotten hurt or something had happened at the monastery, but just a simple training mishap that happened every day, not to mention it seemed rather important to ashe. While felix’s glare still remained he slowly lowered the sword to his side and let out one huff as he brought his other hand up to his own hair, ruffling it in clear frustration.
❛ That was so long ago, and you still remember such an embarrassing thing ? ❜ Well clearly he did, but it was more so felix just pointing it out, since usually, people hated to remember embarrassing things about themselves, but ashe was an odd one, though he appreciated him in the group that was the blue lions, even if he didn’t say it outwardly.
❛ Alright, fine. I believe you, please spare me any more details from when we were teens, I already got enough of it from Sylvian ❜
🗡┊ He finally put the sword back into its spot had had it before, resting right beside his bed as he looked back to ashe. Why were they both in this place ?
❛ Tell me, ashe ... What is the last thing you remember before waking up in this place ? ❜
obligatory cape-sharing with a solid attempt from dimitri
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
Nonverbal RP Starters // Accepting !! // @lionsbow
🗡┊Calm and Quiet, that’s how the house felt. Ashe was an easy roommate to had admittedly, he was relaxed and he wasn’t a mess maker and he didn’t yammer on and on about useless things. While he had been suspicious at first that suspicion had all but melted away at this point, this was truly his former classmate in the flesh and they were now housemates. It was strange, to say the least, but as long as he wasn’t bothersome then Felix wouldn’t have any problems with it.
🗡┊ For now, Felix was enjoying the quietness as he inspected his blade, making sure it was still in shape to be used. While this place seemed completely harmless he was always prepared for a sparring partner as well as a battle, not to mention weapon maintenance was one of the ways he destressed and even if he didn’t want to admit it, this whole thing has been a bit stressful for the man. He couldn’t help but wonder what was happening back in their world and if their friends were alright …
🗡┊ He had hardly noticed Ashe sit down next to him, and if ashe had said anything it had fallen on deaf ears. Felix was far to focused on the task at hand and his own thoughts. Though something did catch his attention. He felt weight on his shoulder and it snapped him back to reality, seeing ashe resting his head on the others shoulder and seeming to watch what he was doing with intrigue
❛ Had I been alone, I might have tried to strike you down. ❜ At least he is honest, the surprised could have easily made him swing in a defensive manner but he knew ashe was currently in the house so he seemed a bit more relaxed. ❛ … Must you be so close ? It’s much harder to inspect a weapon with extra weight on my shoulder ❜
Questions/Comments to be sent anonymously!
(though off anon is fine too!)
“Is there someone you hold dear?”
“Don’t you feel any guilt?”
“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”
“There must be something you fear.”
“Do you have a home?”
“Is there someone you like?”
“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”
“Aren’t you ashamed?”
“Aren’t you happy?”
“Who do you despise?”
“How do you sleep at night?”
“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”
“What do you think of kindness?”
“What do you think of hatred?”
“Why do you fight?”
“Why do you live?”
“How much blood have you spilled?”
“How much death have you seen?”
“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”
“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”
“Can’t you tell they love you?”
“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”
“Can’t you see that they hate you?”
“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”
“You’re not tainted.”
“You’re not alone.”
“You’re awful.”
“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”
“You’re an emotionless robot.”
“You’re just a lap dog.”
“It’s not over.”
“He/she needs you.”
“Stop lying.”
“Stop fighting.”
“Stop pushing others away.”
“You’re cruel.”
“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”
“You depend on him/her too often.”
“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”
“You’re too impulsive, it’s reckless.”
“You’re too careless, it’s a liability.”
“He/she is bringing you down.”
“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”
“You need to listen.”
“You need to speak up more often.”
“You’re weak.”
“You’re strong. Stronger than you’ll ever know.”
“You’re too proud.”
“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”
“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”
“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”
“You can’t cheat death.”
“You can’t hide forever.”
“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”
“That person is only holding you back.”
“They’re too good for you.”
“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”
“It will get better.”
“You look lonely.”
“You look bitter.”
“You look tired.”
“You’re hiding a painful burden.”
“You’re perfect.”
“You’re beautiful.”
“You will always be worthless.”
“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”
“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”
“You’ll rise above them all.”
“You’ll find your place in this world.”
“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”
Nonverbal RP Starters
I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!
Neutral
☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder
👉 Point to something for my muse to see
🤙 Bump into my muse
😊 Sit down next to my muse
🤨 Sit down across from my muse
📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
✍️ Pass my muse a note
🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
Aggressive
🐺 Growl at my muse
😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse
😠 Death Glare at my muse
🙌 Push/Shove my muse
👊 Punch my muse
👖 Kick my muse in the shin
👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot
😵 Knee my muse in the gut
💀 Knee my muse in the groin
🔪 Point a weapon at my muse
🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily
Angst
👩⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention
🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up
👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare
🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare
😭 Hold my muse when they are crying
😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret
💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt
🐈 Lean against my muse’s side
🤝 Hold my muse’s hand
🤗 Pull my muse into a hug
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand
🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it
👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse
🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
😱 Make a silly face at my muse
🤭 Tickle my muse
👃 Poke my muse’s nose
💪 Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
😉 Pull my muse in by the hips
😲 Smack my muse’s butt
💋 Kiss my muse’s neck
👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage
👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
👀 Push my muse down on the bed
👄 Pull my muse onto the bed
:) sylvelix
lionsbow:
@dreamknighted
It’s an unusual feeling, waking up. Something he’s done countless times over the years is suddenly so different; so out of place. Maybe it’s the atmosphere, as he opens his eyes to a room utterly unlike any he’d ever been in before. It was a lot nicer than where he’d fallen asleep last night, that much was certain, but how he arrived here was anyone’s guess. Did someone else bring him here? But who could have done it, and… where was here, anyway?
The other thing he notes, besides the unfamiliar room, is the inexplicable sense of emptiness he feels in his chest as he sits up. It’s faint, but he knows the feeling of loss all too well to mistake it for anything but. Thinking it just a symptom of another bad dream he can’t recall, Ashe pushes it out of mind, climbing from the bed he’d been placed in and giving the room another cursory glance. Definitely not his, and highly unlikely to even be anywhere in the monastery. He can’t help but feel a slight, lingering dread at the knowledge he’s been spirited away to some unknown location.
It looks more like a home than a prison, however, so whoever brought him here surely can’t want to hurt him, right? He tries to hold on to that hope as he quietly crosses to the door, opening it just a crack as slowly as he can to survey the scene. What he sees is even less what he expected than he’d imagined, somehow.
It’s a perfectly ordinary home, though “ordinary” by a standard he’s having a hard time setting, given how differently the furniture and decor look from the homes he’s used to. Perhaps most important, however, is that he sees someone he knows milling about in the adjacent room.
“Felix…?”
It leaves his lips without warning, and he’s crossing the threshold out of the bedroom on legs that move of their own accord. He’s perplexed and it certainly must show in his expression, but he’s happy, too. No matter where they are or how they got there, at least Felix is with him. Provided this isn’t all still part of some very bizarre dream, that is.
🗡┊ His arms were crossed as he stared at the room he had woken up in. He had already searched the whole house in attempts to figure out what the hell was going on. At first he thought this was some sort of very elaborate prank and he was planning to end whoever pulled the prank on him but this was far to much effort and he couldn’t find what could be funny about this “Prank” so he ruled that out of the list, especially when he had finally figured out how to use the device he was left with, seeing as there was no way on of his friends could make something like this. He couldn’t even begin to figure out how it worked but at least he was able to figure out how to make it function. There was a date and time but that was it, so he had put that aside, checking out the rest of the house and seeing it was empty and now he was back in his room
🗡┊ There was a certain level of uneasiness in him and it made him frustrated. He didn’t want to feel like a scared little lost kid but he admittedly did. He was all alone in this strange place with strange things he has never seen. If he was a child again he knows he would have started crying by now and calling out for his friends or family but he was an adult now so he needed to troubleshoot his way through this logically.
🗡┊ His thoughts were shattered when he heard his voice called, he grabbed his sword he still had by his bed and quickly pointed it in the way the voice came from, he knew the voice. It was ashe, and he was confused and obviously startled by him drawing his weapon on the other boy. There was a look of confusion and frustration on his face as he looked at the other, quickly taking in any details about him he can possibly prove he is actually ashe, that this wasn’t somehow a copy or person in disguise. He wasn’t trusting anything easily.
❛ This house was empty moments ago, how did you get in here ? I refuse to believe you are who you look like, so prove it ❜
tags because I forgot to do them
I’m still a little self-conscious about writing this boy but I can only get better by actually doing it! So starter call, Felix isn’t, for once in his life, gonna be combative ! Instead, he’s gonna be very inquisitive though he may be a little forceful so warning ahead of time !
Felix is up and ready to go ! You can find his app at /app or on the sidebar ~
Welcome to Koi, Felix Hugo Fraldarius!
You shall be housed in Lakeview Lofts. Our system was unable to locate you a partner at the moment, but we hope to soon! You will notice your Thoron is unusable, shouldn’t be too much an issue.
Your welcome package contains a training dummy, a book titled ‘How to Deal with Social Situations for Tsunderes’, and a foam sword!
☼ Sunlight Mod
“i recall when you were nine years old, you swung a sword so hard you snapped it clean in two”
“could i have stopped him? could i have saved him?”
_
context: recruited sylvain and felix into the golden deer. they got their a support after felix had to kill dimitri.
*crest of fraldarius activates* *crest of fraldarius activates* *crest of fraldarius activates* *crest of fraldarius activates* *crest of fraldarius activa
