[exarchaic]

#exarchaic, a friends only multi-muse. please don't follow if we aren't already friends / aren't mutuals on rotquiem.

adrian. xxvii. he/him.

alphabetical order. not an exhaustive list because i probably definitely forgot characters lol. will add as i remember.

ada wong, resident evil. aki hayakawa, chainsaw man. albert wesker, resident evil. anakin skywalker, star wars. aymeric de borel, final fantasy. cal kestis, star wars. claire redfield, resident evil. din djarin, star wars. g'raha tia, final fantasy. kento nanami, jujutsu kaisen. lady, devil may cry. laura kinney, marvel. logan howlett, marvel. patroclus, hades. sephiroth, final fantasy — strictly castlevania au developed with symphonight thanatos, hades. ysayle dangoulain, final fantasy. yuna, final fantasy. zagreus, hades.

[starsacross]

" din , please. " conflict within thine own heart , waiver not jedi master. his beloved sought to travel to nal hutta without considering warnings from one who has survived the likes of jabba the hutt. " if the new republic wants you to speak with the hutt twins , then let me come with you. " matters of the new republic do not escape him , graciously so his twin sister does not often request the presence of the jedi unless as a last resort. even still , he offers his assistance in such duties if only to protect the mandalorian. " i have faced a hutt before; i can help you ... negotiate. " a pause , " allow me this. " hand 'pon grogu's head pets the child gently , a way to calm them both. / @exarchaic , din djarin !

[exarchaic]

in seclusion, surrounded by loved ones, THE MANDALORIAN is no legend. no, THE MANDALORIAN … is simply a man. a man whose face currently speaks for him. whose creed holds no bearing in the privacy of their quarters. " if the twins see you, it will cause ... problems. " his gaze dips. grogu's ears fall at luke's touch, a small hum of approval interrupting the silence. " you have your students to look after. "

[szczurherbacany]

the guys

[escentia]

bringer of darkness

[ohisms]

✱ ˚｡⋆ ↪ MORBID CURIOSITY ... [ REMASTERED ] ( a collection of various original dialogue prompts centered around asking questions. adjust phrasing / gendered terms as necessary. )

give that to me! where did you find this?!

do you drink coffee or tea?

sorry– am i crazy, or have we met before?

do you trust me enough to close your eyes?

when were you planning on telling me?

at the risk of being a cliché, do you want to get out of here?

can i convince you to stay the night?

do i look like someone who knows what that means?

would you consider giving me a second chance?

do you really think that's helpful right now?

would you mind showing me around?

do you ever plan on forgiving yourself?

are you thinking what i'm thinking?

can we ... go out and do something crazy?

why are we whispering?

who exactly are you, anyways?

can't we just be civil for a minute?

does the past ever keep you up at night?

if you have nothing to hide, what's the problem?

how long has it been since i saw you last, [ name ]?

did the power just go out?

are we still doing the thing where we pretend not to care?

how should we celebrate?

can we just ... start over?

why is this so important to you?

how was i supposed to know that?!

do you want me to stay? it doesn't have to mean anything.

where are you? nobody's heard from you.

can you help me zip this up?

why do these things always happen to me?

you don't secretly hate me, right?

can i get you something to eat? –or drink?

ready to see what i've been working on?

where have you been disappearing off to?

what's that perfume you're wearing?

you're laughing?! do you really think this is funny?

are you planning to stay for dinner?

did you think it was going to be easy?

you see where you went wrong, don't you?

when did we become so cold and distant?

who are you working for?

did you really do all of this for me?

can i open my eyes yet?

haven't you heard the stories?

[ name ], what are you doing here?

what's it gonna take for you to trust me?

do you believe people can change?

how about we catch the ten o'clock showing?

don't you remember what happened last time?

why is it so unbelievable that i'd want to help you?

you're [ name ], aren't you?

who did this to you?!

how did you know i'd be here?

what's that supposed to mean?

do you think i'm irredeemable?

what kind of mess have you gotten us into?!

do you see anything you like?

what do i owe you for the food?

why won't this stupid thing work?!

does tonight really have to end?

holy shit. can you believe we really pulled that off?!

i can tell you're upset, [ name ]. what happened?

how long have you been standing there?

do you ever wish you could just ... run away?

haven't we been here before?

wait, shush ... did you hear that?

did i miss today's newsletter or something?

can we put our differences aside for a second?

what are you getting out of this, exactly?

you'd tell me if something was wrong, right?

are you willing to bet on it?

would you kill for me?

what made you think that was okay?!

do you believe people can change?

what's the worst thing you've ever done?

you were going to leave without saying goodbye?

[ name ], can you sit up for me?

can i kiss you?

where are your keys? you're not driving like this.

how's life been treating you?

where have you been?!

aren't we supposed to be alone tonight?

aw, has someone had a little too much to drink?

where are you going with this?

are we really doing this right now?

have you eaten today?

can i crash here for the night?

how did you learn to lie so well?

can i at least buy you a drink?

where should i meet you?

is that  ...  blood?!

are you trying to make me jealous right now?

what’s your problem? you're acting weird.

[ name ], you're ... real, right?

where’s your sense of adventure?

do you like horror movies?

what are you trying to prove?

can you give me a ride?

do you have any idea what you've done?

shouldn't you answer that?

why should i be the one to calm down?

have you been up all night?

why are you lying to me?

is that my [ jacket / hoodie / shirt ]?

what are you so afraid of?

do you want to grow old with me?

you’re gonna walk away from this?

are you nervous? your hands are shaking.

where am i supposed to go?

how many fingers am i holding up?

you want me to just walk away from this?

[ name ], slow down– what's wrong?!

are you embarrassed of me?

what's that smell? something's burning.

how can i make it up to you?

why can't you stay out of it?

is this some kind of trick?

come on, what do you have to lose?

do you ever still think of me?

idiot. why didn't you tell me?!

can we stop and think about this rationally?

how long has it been since you’ve slept?

what's your ideal first date?

are you ready to tell me the truth?

i almost died, and you're laughing?

what do you mean, "sort of"?

can we just stay like this forever?

when can i see you again?

can we put this behind us?

oh ... you thought of me first?

where did you learn to do that?

oh my god,  are you bleeding?!

where are you?  nobody’s heard from you.

[ name ], are you drunk?

how can i make this go away?

someone's jumpy today. are you feeling okay?

are we safe here?

what can i do to convince you?

what could possibly go wrong?

you have no idea who i am, do you?

how do you really feel about me?

why can't you look me in the eyes?

did you know you talk in your sleep?

were you following me?

can we just pretend this never happened?

are you just barely getting home?

are you even listening to me right now?!

where does it hurt?  can you show me?

are you trying to get yourself killed?!

how about we just forget the world exists?

how long have you been keeping this from me?

were you ever going to tell me?

what do you make of this?

[ name ],  what the hell?!

can we just be honest with each other, here?

are you trying to keep me a secret?

why does your story keep changing?

how long have you known?

it can't be that bad, right?

are you happy? i mean, really happy?

isn't this place amazing?

did i interrupt something?

how am i supposed to trust you?

are they still following us?

are you fucking serious?

do you remember our first kiss?

can we take a break for a minute?

how about we disappear for awhile?

you're going to walk away from this?

can you please just cut the crap?!

why didn't you tell me you were hurt?

how can i make this go away?

can you just look at me, please?

is there anything i can do to change your mind?

do you ever stop talking?

that depends. are you done lying to me?

are you sure this is legal?

how do you take your coffee?

can you keep your voice down?

why does your phone keep buzzing?

[sinquiem]

the usual booth ; the usual order. fredis and it’s usual customers and waitresses knew the devil hunter by now , memorized his name and face, and the guitar case he’d discreetly carried ‘round.

patty so nicely tore leon from the shop hours ago ( admittedly , his only entertainment for the afternoon ), saying dante was not allowed to join their excursion due to his rude behavior. and that leon deserved better company. with a sigh , he carried himself to the same place , same booth , but with different company. ‘ somethin' like that. ‘ he smirks , ‘ it’s a little dated , but don't tell fredi. he gets a little pissed when you criticize his spot. ‘ so he’s learned from experience.

‘ what brings you into town , claire? ‘ he says , as if she hadn't given him a heads up that she was in the area. ' though , i know how much you love seein' me , can't just be that. '

[exarchaic]

" i grew up on diners like this, " they were the only places usually open at four in the morning on a random tuesday, after all. something about diner-brewed coffee in a simple ivory mug gave claire the strength to finish her college assignments like nothing else. " i think the datedness gives it some charm. " in the best way. to think she went to her favorite diner the same day she'd ride her favorite motorcycle into raccoon city to find chris … times were much simpler back then. makes her wonder, sometimes. if she would've finished her schooling, get her degree, land some cushy job, go through the motions. nothing meaningful. she's not much for mulling over the past, let alone what-ifs. either way, at least she doesn't have to worry about that now.

" you wish, " she says, rolling her eyes like it's instinct. she expects nothing less from dante. sometimes, she can't believe this is the guy that managed to capture leon's heart. then again, it ... weirdly works. she expects a wedding invitation in the mail within a year. draping a leg over her thigh, " a representative is having a conference in the city over tomorrow. i have some questions for him. " already written and secured in her back pocket. surely it'll go over well. right. " i thought i'd come in early so we can catch up. how have you been? "

[exarchaic]

alright who wants a claire starter

[exarchaic]

this is a cozy little place. just a ways away from the road leading into the highway, she notes as she lifts the helmet from her face, motorcycle parked and tucked out of the way. the building is unassuming on the outside, like it's braved elements aplenty and seen better days. looks to be more of the same on the inside, and the shrill bell chime signaling her entrance points further to her observation. paint chipping off the walls, creaky ceiling fans hanging over each booth. very old school. claire likes it. reminds her of the twenty-four hour diner she'd frequent way back when as a teen, chris in tow — along with his wallet. they made the best cherry pie.

she spots @sinquiem easily enough. the place is empty after all. " home away from home? " she slides into the booth in front of him, arms folded comfortably across her side of the table. a dip to her head, as if in approval. " i see the appeal. "

[calkestis]

DIN DJARIN in THE MANDALORIAN AND GROGU The Mandalorian and Grogu | Official Trailer

[exarchaic]

Popping in here rq to say I'm over at @rotquiem for the time being; ever since re9 came out my brain chemistry has not been the same (leon one of my og beloveds) ❤️ haven't forgotten about here!! I will write when the muse(s) strike

[exarchaic]

taking a tiny break from doing schoolwork and just got hit with sudden g'raha feels, so i felt the need to share his playlist <3

[muyechi]

[exarchaic]

❝ adrian, ❞ though he spares no glimpse to greet his guest, far too absorbed in his chronicling of recent events, the way in which his name rolls off his tongue seems as though he… expected him, sooner rather than later. ❝ to what do i owe the pleasure this time? ❞ questions, i presume. it would not be the first time, nor the last. — @symphonight.

[crownmemes]

Questioning Sentences, Vol. 54

(Questioning sentences from various sources to ask all kinds of muses. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"You don't do anything very well, do you?"

"Did you think I wouldn't ask any questions, or did you think I wouldn't get any answers?"

"You're not that dim after all, are you?"

"What time of the day do you normally start drinking?"

"You don't know much about men, do you?"

"And why does no one know this except you?"

"You aren't seriously entertaining the possibility that this guy is psychic, are you?"

"You've been reading poetry again, haven't you?"

"How can you tell when you're in the presence of evil?"

"Are you're saying you're in love with me too?"

"What does it taste like? Making your living from other people's misery?"

"Am I under arrest?"

"Are you sure you want to keep going?"

"Do you ever think about human nature?"

"Are you saying that I bore you?"

"I thought it was your day off?"

"How does a good man decide when to kill?"

"You're not very good at this, are you?"

"What's that you're writing?"

"I'm still not clear on what exactly it is you do?"

"What's the matter? Are you sick?"

"What happens to me when you're gone?"

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question? Are you happy?"

"How the hell am I going to write this one up?"

"Is this you trying to sound like a cop?"

"How you ever been stupidly in love?"

"Just who do you think you are?"

"You never have cared for my habits, have you?"

"Where did you grow up?"

"What do you believe in?"

"You missed the turn. Where are you taking me?"

"Do you really think I'd let you turn me into an accessory to murder?"

"If you leave, you can't come back. You know that, right?"

"You look knackered! Who's the lucky lady?"

"Could you maybe not break everything this time?"

[dxrkeyes]

@wolvermean dealt his hand ♣

The view outside of his room wasn’t a bad sight, it overlooked the greenspace and pathways that wound around the mansion. At the moment, he wasn’t looking to get in touch with his natural side, that and he had already been scolded once about sneaking alcohol into his room.

So, outside of the car park it was. Sipping away at his beer in silence like a teenager with a forbidden fruit. He needed the time alone from everyone; that and the last thing he needed was Jean or the Professor poking around in his head trying to figure out what was wrong with him.

He didn’t remember hearing anyone say they had anywhere to be past midnight. Most of them were snoozing away or catching up on movies if they had the energy for it.

The scuff of a shoe by the garage had him freeze mid swig, buzzy red eyes locking on to the stocky man who’d caused it.

Of course it was Wolverine, did the man ever sleep?

“Cyke send y’ta cuss me out so he can get ‘is beauty sleep?” Remy rolled his eyes, though he’d rather a lecture from Logan than from Scott any day.

“Y’know, I get why y’always takin’ off now,” maybe the alcohol loosened his lips, the blubbering somehow made him feel better, “y'all side-eyein' me fuh de last week got me feelin’ some kinda way. Got folks here who done did worse.”

[exarchaic]

slipping away into the night, unseen, unbothered — it was child's play, even though he knew as well as everyone else in the mansion that this was an almost nightly occurrence with him. logan couldn't sleep like the others. tucked in bed, shut the brain off. the ascent of twilight provided the opposite effect, more often then not, and those hours spent in the dead of night were not always spent wisely and with purpose.

sometimes, he'd read. an old classic plucked from his little bookshelf, read so many times over the years some of the pages have frayed at the ends. other times, he drank. drank and drank and drank.

the latter was one of those nights, but it seemed he wouldn't be alone.

❝ i was outta there before you started throwin' your fit. ❞

good thing he came prepared: in his hand, six glass bottles of bitter mouthfeel wrapped in flimsy cardboard, strong enough to knock any unknowing newbie flat on their ass. surely the man could handle it — if not, then he'd really get a lecture. he popped the lid open with a canine, listened to that nice sounding sizzle of home (home at the bottom of a bottle for all of about six seconds, before his healing factor kicked in and drowned that drunk feeling into nonexistence), then sat a person's length at remy's side. he took a sip, settled the drinks between them.

❝ i know. yer lookin' at one. so talk. ❞

[wyferne]

cold from the knuckles down, her fingers drum abstract tunes against the wooden table. the occasional glances at the curious statue depicting dreams more fragile than a leaf in the biting wind of coerthas fail to instill the same moral obligation in the sorceress’ heart, even in the unlikely case she did make a conscious choice to at least listen, but commending one’s futile attempts at anything is in itself a form of insanity, and vianne likes to prove a claim or two here and there. she can’t be too mad. she can’t be too defiant, either, but the barely stifled sneer would give her away if she kept it up a second longer. framing the side of her face with the palm of her other hand, she regards her company. “ i have to say i expected better discernment from the holy see’s hunting dogs. is it true they have yet to learn who’d actually helped destroy daniffen’s collar? ” / @exarchaic.

[exarchaic]

the chill warms in a way fire cannot, melts away that which could never be burned. (she cannot feel cold like the rest do. her skin may ache and her fingers tremble, but it never goes beyond that. the body is just that: a body. naturally, it reacts; she can't.) shiva's whispers tickle her skin, and though she cannot make out the words, the hairs raising on the back of her neck tells her all she needs to know. she hears her companion, but her eyes do not falter their sharp regard, her full attention, of the very same statue she commits her gaze towards often. ysayle is no fool. vianne is the kind of clever that can both benefit and hinder at her discretion, defy or obey. everyone has their agenda, their goals, and it would be hypocritical of her to deny vianne hers, however mysterious. it doesn't mean she has to necessarily agree. ❝ yes. they are prisoners to their hubris, unable to see the answer lay in front of them. while they scramble, we continue our hunt. ❞

[exarchaic]

@nvictive, originally from here.

from beneath an ornate hood, the crystal exarch allows himself a quiet exhale, a near silent silence, to peer at his side. at the curvature of a nose, at the familiarity of a blindfold, at the profile of his most dearest friend. he imagines what all the stars in the sky could possibly be telling him in that moment, imagines more so what they could possibly be trying to tell himself in turn should he dare look upward.

to bear witness to that of which was seemingly the impossible, made possible in a way only brought about through countless, endless, days spent theorizing in isolation — it was… moving, to say the least. so much so, after little more than a minute, he eventually takes that necessary step and looks up. the stars seem brighter than the tower, he thinks. like the birth of a new era, hope for a brighter tomorrow — the irony is not lost on him.

❝ your resolve is inspiring, my friend. i have every confidence that you will see to those ends with as much ease as you have said it here. as for me — ah, where does one begin? ❞ his head dips, the crystal of his skin gleaming in his periphery. even still, his lips turn in a genuine smile. ❝ i, too, plan to keep going. there is… someone i mean to see. i wish to hear of his adventures and regale what few tales i have of my own. more importantly, i wish to thank him. ❞