[eikonaire]

temporary pinned. hope estheim written by aery. temporary rules. promo.

[eikonaire]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘, polite facade and intrigue eases up from beneath the mask. idle gestures illustrates a much more enigmatic and playful maiden strolling alongside arranged amity. her courteous composure a beacon of dazzling rays and pleasing overture. she had always been expected to play the entertainer : the lone princess to be gawked at and pity, or represent interest far greater than her own. a tool to be admired / an empty gesture placed on display. it was always too tiring for her when she is left on her own. therefore, truly, it was no wonder she had rejoiced to the sound of your presence. be it a moment, or ten, it was always easier to be one of 'those unfortunate wards taken in by the mercy of the empire'. she much prefer you over the prattling of nepotism and bigotry, all hoping for the chance to claim ancestral darkness birthrights through her.

❝ oh absolutely, some maidens even starve themselves for weeks on end hoping to impress their heart's desire with expensive fabrics and overbearing perfumes. you are better off covering your nose for a bit. who knows, they might even get you by the end of the night.❞ a soft laughter blossoms from within merry lips, forgoing any shame that would arise from speaking with another. she is the way that she is now, because it is you she is currently with. lighthearted and carefree. her expression is much more natural, less guarded, and sincere. ❝ but you know hope, you have been standing with me for awhile now, commenting on other people's grand attire. ❞ she pouts almost deceptively before twirling around the light-colored gown she had also chosen many weeks prior. ❝ what about mine ? is it not to your liking ? ❞

ㅤㅤㅤ┃┃┃ @asterites, continued from here

despite   all   the   acclaim   that   being   the   nephew   of   camelia   claustra   can   bring,   hope   is   innocently   bored   of   grand   gestures   —   tired   of   galas   &   charity   events   or   any   other   duty   that   interferes   with   what   he   prefers   the   most,   studying   unearthed   apocrypha   &   translating   the   scrolls   left   behind   by   the   leviathan.   but   spending   the   evening   at   stella's   side,   more   often   than   not   pressed   side   by   side,   is   almost   worth   the   endless   frustrations   that   come   about   from   those   seeking   resolution.

'   stella !   '   chartreuse   gaze   widens,   properly   aghast   at   the   concept.   pale   mouth   presses   into   a   firm,   stern   line,   eyebrows   drawn   taut   as   he   begins   his   deluge   of   worries   impressed   upon   her   urgently.   '   you   better   not   have   done   anything   like   that !   no   perfumes !   or   anything   else !   i'll   steal   that   platter   with   those   little   bundt   cakes   &   we   can   eat   instead   of   dancing.   '   the   bridge   of   his   freckled   nose   blossoms   with   roeseate   hue.   hope   is   acutely   aware   that   he's   being   teased   &   falling   for   the   bait,   cheek   hooked   as   she   laughs   at   him.   petulant   pout   settles   itself   now   &   he   reclines,   arms   crossed   over   his   expensive   tux   as   he   reclines   himself.   '   i   thought   you   liked   gossiping.   talking   about   what   everyone   else   is   doing.   that's   all   you   do   when   we   go   to   those   cafes   on   the   waterfront.   '   the   depth   of   the   blush   worsens,   spreading   warmly   over   his   cheeks.

he   clears   his   throat,   nose   turned   the   other   way   as   he   contemplates   the   best   way   to   respond.   stella   responds   best   to   compliments   &   simple   pleasantries   (   although   he's   certain   if   he   were   to   bring   up   a   certain   death   goddess,   she   might   brighter   than   any   other   topic.   )   yet   even   he   is   perfectly   capable   of   rising   to   the   occasion,   shoulders   squared   straight.   hope   brushes   his   knuckle   against   his   cheek.   '   stella,   i   believe   you   know   better   than   anyone   that   you   are   bewitching   tonight.   anyone   who   isn't   looking   at   you   simply   doesn't   realize   that   you're   the   main   course.   '

[leneemusing]

for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

[eikonaire]

❛   i   decide   my   fate !   ❜   -   a   text   based   promo   for   a   selective   &   independent   roleplay   blog   for   hope   estheim   from   ffxiii !!   written   by   aery.

[asterites-archive]

𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋. a blissful crescendo paints a golden veil of unawareness : innocent / pure. her capricious soul bouncing to a melody of her own vivacious creation. one heel steps after another, with her hand so neatly folded from behind. to onlookers, she remains ever the picturesque beauty of equinox horizon. however, to those who knew her, lady stella was both a sweet yet spoiled young women. the moment a typically harmless idea appears in her head, she seeks out an instantaneous and often unprepared companion to indulge her.

❝ all work and no play makes hope a dull boy.❞ she makes herself known upon entrance, carrying herself in a notably comfortable and familiar way. ❝ why don't you take a little time off and play with me for a spell ? there is this rare pigment i desperately wish to acquire, but it is be quite difficult to obtain on my own. i'll treat you to something nice ~ .❞ // @eikonaire

[eikonaire]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhope   is   waiting   for   her   before   she   ever   arrives   (   tome - addled   &   all   but   wishing   for   reprieve,   documents   strewn   about   the   desk,   preparations   for   exams   &   acclaimed   articles   worth   his   time.   )   he's   careful.   practiced   patience   &   seldom   frustrated.   but   as   soon   as   her   coloratura   timbre   echoes   within   the   private   library,   hope   is   already   fighting   a   half - smile,   more   amused   than   he   is   bothered   by   it,   neat   heeled   beats   the   perfect   warning   before   the   storm   appears.   hope   snaps   his   manuscripts   shut   before   stella   can   do   it   for   him,   turning   in   his   chair   to   level   her   with   a   curious   but   flat   look.   if   he   indulges   her   too   much,   he'll   never   be   able   to   get   any   work   done.

'   miss   stella   —   just   a   moment !   can't   you   wait ?   i'm   reading   something   interesting   —   '   half - hearted   complaint   dies   as   soon   as   it   rises   to   his   lips,   already   knowing   that   she   won't   take   no   for   an   answer   no   matter   how   he   tries   to   explain   how   the   oscillating   tableux   &   vacillating   tableux   are   interesting   to   learn   about.   vivid   green   gaze   follows   every   petal - soft   footfall.   '   really,   you're   so   confusing   sometimes   . . .   saying   you   want   to   play   but   bullying   me   into   carrying   your   bags   again   . . .   '

[eikonaire]

flicks his forehead.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ'   lightning  . . .   '     he   disapproves,   both   hands   coming   to   protect   his   forehead   after   the   fact.   '   that   hurt.   '     petulantly   pouting,   but   he's   smiling   faintly,   hidden.   it   didn't   hurt.   it   didn't   hurt   at   all.

[eikonaire]

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