𝕰𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐀 [. . .] - 𝒏. alms , pity , or MERCY. a private & independent writing blog for 𝓜𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝓚𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 , the reincarnation of Titania. an original character based on original lore & story driven interactions. crafted & blessed by Nöemi. ( she /her , 30+ ) nsfw , mature and triggering themes will be present & tagged accordingly . sporadic activity ( minors & personals dni. ) w / compatible verses for final fantasy vii rebirth , xvi , league of legends , & more.
𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐. the duality of summer and twilight , the weight of legacy , healing through sacrifice , the call of destiny and self - discovery , corruption and redemption , the bonds of family and duty , & the journey to divinity.
ONE ... 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆. I advocate for everyone to feel safe on their blog & i will do the same for mine. basic etiquette is expected , & i'm a firm believer in treat others as you'd like to be treated. ALSO. if i am following someone problematic please inform me privately. meaning if the persons in question are directly; racist , have phobias of any kind , abusive in any manner , sexualizing of minors , or just a terrible person in general; please DO NOT abuse my inbox or dm's with petty grievances. this is my boundary.
TWO ... i will not tolerate any homophobia , transphobia , incest, racism / prejudice , or sexualization of minors of any kind. if i see any of the following on my dash you are subject to being on my hard block list. in short , don't be wierd.ㅤ
THREE ... i will follow all blogs that are of interest & deem compatible with my muse. with that said , 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒔. due to the nature of content on this blog the i will only follow 20+ ( the youngest acceptation is 19 ) no minors or personals. i do practice mains/exlusives so if you desire to be on this list please feel free to dm.
FOUR ... drama. I HAVE ZERO FOR IT. as i said , this is my safe space & i intend to keep it that way. i prefer to keep my dash clear of unnecessary drama , callouts etc. but if the issue at hand is truly problematic i do support soft/hard blocking. on this same note , if i am at any point following someone on your dni list & prefer to distance yourself due to your own personal reasons you may softblock me. i will not take it personally. you do not owe me any explanation on when or why you do so , but if you feel to state the reason feel free to dm me privately although it's not a requirement.
FIVE ... please do not lift any content , graphics , etc. from this blog. these are either paid commissions or my own personal works. i work really hard on my muse & aesthetics so if you'd like any info please ask.
SIX ... SHIPPING. i absolutely adore different ships & i am open to exploring multi - ships upon discussion. romantic ships will only be considered depending on the chemistry between our muses. i am always looking for potential ships platonic or otherwise if interested please feel free to dm me.
SEVEN. discord. is available for mutuals who desire it. note: i an a slow responder & i apologize in advanced if i go long periods without responding. Please take no offence , i'm not ignoring anyone. I'm a fulltime mom & i babysit young children varying days of the week so my attention tends to shift focus. so please , if i do not respond just give this old lady a nudge.
Small Hiatus for Mercedes. My muse dwindled a bit for her and my inspiration to write for her is a little low. I'll just give it some time and not try to FORCE myself. ❤️
I just found out that a dear friend & old coworker has lost her battle with cancer today. I'm not okay. She left behind so many that loved her, a husband and a little girl. Please send positive vibes my way as I navigate this loss. 2025 is already off to a terrible start . . .
𝕰𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐀 [. . .] - 𝒏. alms , pity , or MERCY. a private & independent writing blog for 𝓜𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝓚𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 , the reincarnation of Titania. an original character based on original lore & story driven interactions. crafted & blessed by Nöemi. ( she /her , 30+ ) nsfw , mature and triggering themes will be present & tagged accordingly . sporadic activity ( minors & personals dni. ) w / compatible verses for final fantasy vii rebirth , xvi , league of legends , & more. if you are interested in interacting please give this post a ♡ or ↻ to support my brand.
HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE MY SUGAR LUMPS , the new year is upon us in a few hours and I wanted to take the time out to Thank Each and every one of you. To friends new and old , that i've gained in tumblr rp; I know that i've moved around to different muses/blogs A LOT but those of you who've stuck with me moving ( & sometimes disappearing ) with pure love & support during my ups & downs. I LOVE AND APPRECIATE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU. And thank you all for making 2024 & Tumblr bearable lol. I look forward to the new year , new endeavors , new writing partners & friends to grow with and create new memories with you all. So , HAPPY NEW YEAR. I love you and there is nothing you can do about it.
"There's frost on the ground." / offers hyacinth here!
𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 - Hyacinth / @paetal
Mercedes paused at Hyacinth’s words, her breath misting in the chill morning air as she glanced down at the frost-laced grass beneath her boots. The tower's perpetual shadow seemed colder than the rest of the world, a place untouched by the warmth of the sun or the passage of seasons. Yet here she was, standing on the threshold of a structure that looked like ruin on the outside but held a vibrant, almost otherworldly warmth within. She tugged her cloak tighter, meeting his gaze. “I suppose that means winter is truly here,” she said softly, her voice carrying a touch of melancholy. “Though I imagine it’s always a little colder here, isn’t it? Your world doesn’t let much light in.”
Her eyes lingered on him, taking in his sharp features and the way his eyes seemed to hold an unspoken weariness. The curse that bound him to the tower was both a prison and a sanctuary, trapping him in a place that had become part of him. “Hyacinth,” she continued, her voice gentle, “you’ve lived here so long. I wish… I wish there was a way to bring more life to this place. To you.” She stopped, unsure if her words brought comfort or only deepened the chasm of solitude between them. But still, she stayed, determined not to let the frost—or the curse—define the moment.
Mercedes sat still, her back straight and her hands folded neatly in her lap, yet her heart raced with a sense of reverence she could barely contain. She felt the light tug of deft fingers weaving through her hair, and the thought sent a shiver down her spine. This wasn’t just anyone braiding her hair—it was Kim Hyeon-Seung, the primordial Goddess of Creation, the Forgotten One. The weight of that realization pressed on her like the enormity of the heavens themselves. A goddess, timeless and vast, who had shaped stars and universes with a single breath, was now braiding her hair. The notion was so humbling, so otherworldly, that Mercedes could barely find words. When she finally spoke, her voice was soft, almost reverent. “To have a literal goddess braiding my hair, I must be truly blessed.”
Her gaze flicked downward, catching the faint shimmer of the braid taking form, each twist and turn of the strands imbued with an artistry so perfect it felt surreal. The sensation was gentle, soothing even, yet each movement carried a weight, a significance, as though the very fabric of the cosmos was being intertwined into her hair. Mercedes couldn’t help but marvel at the moment, her breath catching as she considered the sheer enormity of it. She, an ordinary being, was at the center of the goddess’s attention, and that thought filled her with a profound sense of gratitude that words could scarcely capture. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to simply be in the moment, basking in a warmth that felt eternal.
it was his first time visiting the kingdom of elisium and it was… so much brighter and warmer than the reality he was used to. he never saw anything like those meadows, and butterflies, and by odin, were there really that many flowers in the world out there? indeed, the southern countries were utterly different from his motherland. he wanted to doodle every little leaf and petal they came across—but he had a part to play. he stood tall next to the princess, attempting not to let it show that he was sweating buckets under his fur coats: “s-soooo… princess mercedes, is this place always like this? it’s—very flowery.” eloquent, hiccup. very eloquent. “is it ever troublesome?”ㅤ( hi nöemi my wuv hope this is okay!)
𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃. - Hiccup / @drakyns.
Mercedes turned her head slightly, her lips curving into an amused smile at Hiccup’s awkward attempt to break the silence. She was used to visitors being overwhelmed by the vibrant splendor of Elisium. The southern kingdom was famous for its endless fields of wildflowers and sun-kissed hills, a stark contrast to the rugged and icy lands many travelers hailed from. Yet, there was something endearing about his genuine curiosity and the way he tried, perhaps too hard, to maintain a composed demeanor despite his obvious discomfort. She couldn’t help but notice how his fur-lined coat seemed woefully out of place among the light silks and linens of the southern court.
"Flowery?" she echoed, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "Yes, I suppose it is. But troublesome? Not at all. The flowers are as much a part of Elisium as the mountains are of your homeland. They thrive here, just as we do. They feed the bees, perfume the air, and bring life to the kingdom. To us, they’re not a burden but a blessing.” She paused, glancing at the meadows surrounding them, their colors a kaleidoscope in the golden sunlight. “Though, I can imagine it might feel… overwhelming, coming from the north. Do you find it unpleasant?” Her tone was light, but her expression carried genuine curiosity.
As she awaited his response, she noted the way his eyes darted around, taking in every detail like he was trying to memorize it all. There was something refreshing in his awe, and it stirred a flicker of pride within her. Despite his apparent unease, she could see a spark of wonder in him—a spark that she recognized in herself when she ventured beyond the familiar comfort of Elisium’s borders.
❛ when i was in my coma, i think i dreamt mostly of the sky. ❜ joshua stared up at the vast blue, painted with white, ❛ i did not think i would see it again—then, i did not know that all of my dreaming was a fiction until i woke into reality. ❜
𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃. - Joshua / @awayfly
Mercedes regarded Joshua with a quiet, thoughtful expression, her gaze following his upward to the endless expanse of blue. Her voice, when she spoke, was soft, almost reverent, as though careful not to shatter the fragile moment between them. ❝The sky has always seemed like the one thing that remains constant, no matter what we endure. It was there before us, and it will be there long after. Perhaps that’s why your dreams carried you there—somewhere eternal, somewhere safe, even when reality was far from kind.❞ She paused, letting her words drift like the clouds above, before glancing at him. ❝But dreams, however vivid, can never compare to the gift of waking, can they? To feeling the sun on your skin, the wind in your hair.❞
Her eyes softened as they settled on him again, a faint smile curving her lips, tinged with both relief and melancholy. ❝I suppose the hardest part of dreaming is finding your way back when it feels so real. But you did find your way back, Joshua. And now, the sky isn’t just something to dream of—it’s something you can claim for yourself. Each moment you’re here is proof that the reality we’ve fought so hard for is worth holding on to.❞ Her hand brushed lightly against his, a gesture that spoke volumes more than her words ever could.
I didn't get anything done like i intended , I was EXAUSTED from the socializing from Christmas to Friday. my body checked out on me. BUT just look at these caps for Mercedes to distract you . . .
