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FROSTWOVEN: an independent , selective , medium activity multi-muse blog featuring muses from Arcane & Genshin impact. - using beta editor only
PLEASE read carrd before interacting! Written by Maddie (21+) Mutuals only! original character and duplicate friendly!
Exploring themes of : grief and loss , survival in unhabitable worlds , escalating stakes , the battle between good and evil , courage in action. .
I). CARRD , II). MUSE LIST , III). HC'S , IV). MEMES , V). PROMO , VI). OPENS
Even when darkness falls , the faithful shall not stray from the righteous path.
OKAY - I am off work this week and would like to be creative so like this post if you would be interested in a graphic , moodboard or smth ( i am no promising , but at least if i can see who would be interested that would help ).
lauma's pessimism is somewhat surprising but not uncharacteristic; even the moon phases from new to full constantly. again, he understands why the nun reacted so drastically; she has no idea what to do with a soul with so much sentimentality.
“ me? i do not wish for any archon at all, ” venti answers with quiet ease. his self-rejection doesn't seem to bother him. “ quite ironic, after all, for there to be an archon of something called freedom. and what is love if not free-flowing and wild? wild horses, fluttering butterflies, prancing deers — the heart beats at their own will. ”
he stretches then and lays on his back, allowing the grass to hug him wherever it touched him. a soul will only move when it's ready; his words can only do so much, and so he leaves the rest to his company.
...and, a long pause later, he starts snoring.
She finds herself quiet , Lauma lives in an Archonless land already , for there to be no Archon's at all , it was hardly an impossible thought , though what she had come to learn about other nations is that , similarly to the way she once held her faith in Columbina , is almost at the level the people see their Archon's , though she thinks of the people outside of the scions , whom really do look up to nobody.
Leaning all of her weight against the tree now , she hums a soft and quiet tune. Unsure if she feels somewhat different after the conversation , but a little calmer at least. Less alone.
The animals that settled to hear her song brought deep comfort , between them and Venti snoozing beside her , she had a reason to allow herself this calm moment after the storm.
Not all that is lost can be saved , but not all that is damaged is lost.
She would just have to wait this one out.
An update on my HSR endeavour so far (reminder that I have been playing for like 4 days )
Serval is my main bitch rn
Hate sampo (he’s annoying)
Have acquired Robin and Geppy 5* hehe
Level 18 ?? i think
So moving slow I feel because I haven’t played too much of it , but I like it
@snaev said : "You're always pretty, but something about the way the moonlight hits you..."
Lauma blushed at the compliment , ‘ pretty ’ , was not something the moonchanter was used to hearing. Baring antlers on her head earned her many remarks over time , not all of them kind or forgiving. It frightened her sometimes , to have a weakness so blaringly obvious to all that passed , but Lauma was also proud of who she was. How she was making positive changes among the scions , she never really regarded herself as anything , but to be called pretty by none other than Hallen herself , she saw it as quite the compliment.
❝ my antlers react to the moons light , as you make have noticed their change in size ❞ or the way the glow even under the brightness of the moon.
I am going to be doing a dash clean up , since this blog was reworked I have a lot of older moots whom I love , but we don't interact since my muses have changed so I will be doing some soft blocking here , but that does not mean I do not wish to write with you !
So , if you still wish to write , give this post a like and we can come up with something , but in general if we have not talked ooc about plotting or have anything going on IC within say the last month , I may just soft block to clean up my dash.
( newer moots this does not apply to you <3)
OKAY - I'M DONE - if you see this you survived the purge - until next time :3
I am going to be doing a dash clean up , since this blog was reworked I have a lot of older moots whom I love , but we don't interact since my muses have changed so I will be doing some soft blocking here , but that does not mean I do not wish to write with you !
So , if you still wish to write , give this post a like and we can come up with something , but in general if we have not talked ooc about plotting or have anything going on IC within say the last month , I may just soft block to clean up my dash.
( newer moots this does not apply to you <3)
Lays down on the couch wearing one of Lauma's shirts as dress. !modern ehe
Lauma enjoyed seeing Columbina find comfort in her clothes. Being much taller than the other , of course Lauma's clothes were much too big on Columbina's smaller frame , but it was a cute sight to see her girlfriend this way. Drowning in fabric , the shirt in question was even baggy on Lauma.
❝ you know , I feel like I got the short end of the stick ❞ A small giggle as Lauma motioned for Columbina to rest her head in her lap. ❝ I could never wear your clothes the way you do mine ❞. Not that she minded sharing , it wasn't in her nature to be selfish and when Columbina looked at her with that face , how could she ever say no.
OKAY - I am off work this week and would like to be creative so like this post if you would be interested in a graphic , moodboard or smth ( i am no promising , but at least if i can see who would be interested that would help ).
Unfamiliar as this Harbinger is to the Saurian Hunter, very unlike the one whom helped all the way in Natlan, he didn't strike Kinich as the type of person to give chase, rather watch them scurry around like mices in a labyrinth with no exits to speak of.
That or leave the tedious work to minions under command.
By the time green hued irises spies an entrance of the town ahead, his expressions sours a little. Kinich few visits here, in the nation as a whole, he remembers how loud it used to be; people flocking shops, the rattling echoes of metal at the wharf, fishermen readying for the day but now...
What a ghost town has it become, albeit temporarily.
''Mm, craziness aside, how have things been on your side with the person you've been looking to reunite with?''. He's not trying to make light of the situation, of course not. Only that's been some time since last able to talk with a friend from afar, outside of a certain traveling duo and whomst he did meet back in Fontaine.
❝ person is incorrect ❞ Ineffa stands to point , ❝ the curatorium is currently housing all who wish to fight against dottore ❞ and those who were cursed and physically could not leave Nod Krai without causing fatal harm to themselves.
❝ I have sent Aino with the last of the evacuees to Natlan for as long as it is needed for her to be safe ❞. Strange , last time it was Ineffa who was taking the trip to Natlan herself , but this is what was best for Aino. She was still a child , and a war zone was no place for her , despite her skills.
❝ things at the curatorium have been … turbulent ❞ lots of differing opinions and false leads , though Sandrone seemed to be on to something the last time Ineffa had checked in. ❝ there is food and lots of tea on offer , Miss Nefer has a vast range , including Natlanese specialty , if you feel homesick in your time away ❞.
Pulls Lauma for a dance under the moonlight ✨
and who was the moonchanter to argue ? a rare request from the moon goddess and one Lauma would gladly take her up on. ❝ absolutely my fair maiden ❞ a small giggle. Lauma loved sharing little moments like these with Columbina , creating memories a new.
❝ the moonlight is beautiful tonight ❞ antlers gleaming , grown to their full length. Breathing felt easier like this , peaceful and quiet. Lauma twirled the moon goddess with a smile. She'd dream happily tonight.
CARING FOR THE SICK PROMPTS.
i found this list and kinda fed into it each time i got the flu or a migraine, and u know what, it's just me revealing just how much i love the caring threads and the soft threads and the fondly exasperated "let me help you" threads! use at your pleasure, DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST NOR EDIT IT! i will be changing it accordingly!
" i found you passed out in the kitchen. you wanna stop working yourself so hard? or do i need to keep hitting the gym to carry you to bed every day? "
" you're burning up. "
" your neighbour called me and said you could use a nurse. looks like they were right, too. "
" you were told to take it easy, so... yeah. this is kinda on you. "
" you took a sick day. you NEVER take a sick day. so yeah, i got worried, and i figured i'd come over and keep an eye on you. "
" you texted me a long and incoherent text that held about 90% of the emoji list and about four different languages. figured it wouldn't hurt to drop by and see how you were doing. "
" how long have you been sick for? and don't lie. "
" you look like hell. "
" i brought you some soup; let me heat some up for you? "
" okay. it's time you went to the hospital. "
" hey… hello there, sleeping beauty. you gave me a bit of a scare yesterday. how are you feeling? "
" i swear, if you even think of getting out of that bed… "
" you know when i said to call if it's an emergency? a fever is most DEFINITELY considered an emergency! "
" if you think you're going to work like this, you better think again. "
" don't worry. my family swears by this remedy; just let it work its magic and you'll feel good as new in no time. "
" I don't care about getting sick. i'm not leaving you until you're back to full health. "
" you didn't stop to think that this might happen when you're burning the candle at both ends? "
" yeah, I can play the role of nurse AND say "I told you so" at the same time, actually. "
" you better drink every last drop of this tea, no matter how disgusting it is. "
" i told my boss it was an emergency so they've given me a full week to look after you. "
" quit being so stubborn and get into BED! "
" what part of doctor's orders hasn't sunk in yet? bed rest! for the WEEK! "
" right, where do you keep your saucepans? i'm going to make you my famous noodle soup. it's a cure-all, i'm telling you! "
" hey, unless you're going to the bathroom or the sofa, I don't want to see you out of that bed. got it? "
" when are you gonna start letting people look after you, huh? "
" i know, i know, i turned off all the lights once i figured you had the migraine. you want some tea? water? "
" don't be mad, but i saw your fridge, and... it frightened me. so i've taken you back to my place, and i'm gonna get deliveroo to bring some groceries to your place tomorrow. okay? "
" i know your appetite is a little off, so i ordered in a whole tonne of options. just try a little bit of something, please? for me? "
" i've brought half a pharmacy, enough movies and boardgames to last us a decade, and every single snack i could fit into the basket at the grocery store. so sit your butt down, eat your soup, and try and make the most of your bed rest for the next week, will you? "
ACTION PROMPTS ( SEND THE FULL LINE! and feel free to reverse if u wish! ):
[ TOUCH ]: sender gently rests a hand against the receiver's forehead to check their temperature.
[ DAMP ]: sender presses a cool cloth against the receiver's face, neck and forehead to try and lower their fever.
[ BLANKET ]: sender wraps another blanket around the receiver to try and stop them from shivering.
[ SPOON ]: sender gently coaxes spoons of soup into the receiver's mouth to build up their strength after an illness.
[ CARRY ]: sender, finding the receiver weakened/unconscious on the floor, immediately lifts them up and carries them back to bed.
[ AROUND ]: sender keeps a protective arm around the receiver to help them walk without the risk of stumbling or collapsing.
[ STAY ]: sender decides to stay by the receiver's bedside after learning that they're sick.
[ HAIR ]: sender smooths back the receiver's hair in a soothing gesture to try and help them go back to sleep.
[ TILT ]: sender tips a bottle of water up for the receiver to sip from.
[ HUM ]: sender hums/sings to soothe a sick receiver back to sleep.
[ BACK ]: sender gently rubs the receiver's back, either to soothe them or warm them while they're unwell.
[ SHARE ]: sender climbs into the receiver's sickbed with them, wrapping their arms around them to offer warmth and comfort.
[ SHOWER ]: sender, learning the receiver has a high fever, takes a cold shower with them in order to lower their temperature.
[ WAKEN ]: the receiver wakes up in bed, having been found unconscious by the sender and carried into the bed from the floor.
[ QUARANTINE ]: the sender and receiver, both being sick, decide to quarantine together and spend the recovery period with each other.
LIKE THE STRAY DOG SHE IS, VI RECOILS AT CAITLYN'S SHIFT IN TONE, akin to a mutt cowering after being scolded by a passerby. For the woman beside her to pull away, to shut down any attempt at such a difficult discussion … Vi isn’t certain where to direct the emotion bubbling inside of her. Remaining stagnant had never been her strong suit — she is no where near as restricted as Caitlyn is, but her inability to direct her rage at a punching bag, or, better yet, Maddie’s and Ambessa’s faces, drives her up the wall. She wishes that she could erase Caitlyn’s pain, wishes she could coax that lovely gap-toothed smile of hers out of her, wishes she could do something … anything to fix everything that was so fucking broken.
The craving of a stiff drink had never been stronger.
Caitlyn shies away from her touch, and Vi allows her hand to fall back against the mattress. Her heart immediately sinks, Caitlyn’s words like a dull knife, attempting to slice through skin. She’d stuck her foot in her mouth, attempting to bring up something as traumatic as what Caitlyn had experienced with two abhorrent individuals. She’s never been the best at serious discussion … but she never thought she’d fuck up this badly.
“ Yeah. Okay. ” A topic dropped, perhaps for good, perhaps not. Vi isn’t sure, but she knows that she won’t ever push Caitlyn to do or discuss something she was clearly uncomfortable with. “ Sorry. ”
With a sigh, Vi rolls onto her back, a hand running through her hair as she stares up at the ceiling. Her mind wanders in the silence, wondering just how they could move on from all that has happened. They have only each other to lean on, now; only each other to discuss their fears and trauma, their joys and triumphs.
She just wonders if they could ever reach that, when everything feels so unbearably far away.
“ You … need anything? Water, food? I … can get it for you. Whatever you need. ”
Guilt rose within her almost instantaniously , her shoulders locking up as she took a tense breath , she didn't mean to treat Vi this way , the person who deserved it the absolute least. Who had sat by her the entire time , but sometime's Caitlyn just wanted to pull away and sink into her own shattered mind away from prying eyes. Her mind was a dark place to be , had been since Cassandra died or perhaps even before that. Caitlyn had always found herself rather lonely , suddenly having people fawning around her was uncharted territory.
In truth she was exhuausted , she hadn't actually be spared a moment alone since she'd woken up after the battle , there was always someone coming by to sit with her , no matter how much she insisted she could handle being alone. Of course Caitlyn understood , but she couldn't help her frustrations and feeling like she was losing her own autonomy.
❝ Vi ❞ she sighs , already feeling more temperment than the other deserved , her thoughts best left unsaid. Caitlyn could feel the defeat that laid there between them. Physically only a few inches a part but there felt like a sudden wedge that she'd slammed down. Not wanting the other to retreat into her own dark thoughts , Caitlyn took in a deep breath , turning back towards Vi.
Still so kind , still offering to help her but oh how she was so tired of having to recieve help. ❝ what I need is to get out of this bed ❞. Pleading eye , ❝ I can't stare at the same four walls a moment longer ❞. Surely Vi of all people could understand that feeling ?
I was hoping to get more done today than I did ( which was literally - 1 ask ) , but I have been running on fumes the last few days , and I have some family coming over this weekend , so I shall hopefully be able to do somethings after some rest and sleep <3
⋆ · 𖤓 · ⋆ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 ··· a collection of soup gone cold and blankets shared, the intimacy of being cared for when you are at your worst. genre: romance, hurt and comfort, soft angst, domestic.
You're burning up. Don't argue with me. Get back in bed.
I made soup. It's not great. Eat it anyway.
You should have called me the moment you started feeling like this.
Stop trying to get up. There is nothing on this earth that needs you upright right now.
I found three blankets and a hot water bottle. Pick your combination.
You look terrible. I mean that with so much love.
Let me take your temperature. Stop being difficult about the thermometer.
I cancelled everything. Don't apologize. I wanted to be here.
You fell asleep mid-sentence. I stayed anyway. I hope that's okay.
Drink the tea. Yes, all of it. I'll make more.
I've been checking on you every hour. You keep telling me to go home. I keep not going.
Your voice sounds awful. Rest it. We can talk tomorrow.
I'm not going anywhere. Stop thanking me for staying.
You hate being taken care of. I know. Do it for me anyway.
The fever broke. I don't think you know how relieved I am right now.
Sleep. I'll be right here. I'll wake you up if anything changes.
I brought your favourite thing from the place on the corner. Don't cry. Please don't cry.
You're a terrible patient and somehow I still want to be the one doing this.
I know you think you're being a burden. You are not a burden.
Let me sit with you. I don't need to talk. I just don't want you to be alone.
You tried to make your own tea and you could barely stand up. Sit down. I've got it.
I've seen you strong. This doesn't make you weak. It just makes you human.
You smell like fever and you still somehow look like everything to me.
Lay your head here. Right here. I've got nowhere I need to be.
I brought every movie you've ever mentioned. We have time.
You're mumbling in your sleep. I'm not going to tell you what you said.
I changed the sheets while you were in the shower. Don't make it weird.
You need to eat something real. I know you don't want to. Eat something real.
I've been sitting in this chair for four hours. I'd do it four more.
Stop apologizing for being sick. People get sick. Let me help you.
Your hands are cold. Give them here. I'll warm them up.
I found the medicine in the back of the cabinet. Take it. All of it. Don't negotiate.
You're not inconveniencing me. Taking care of you is exactly where I want to be.
I didn't know you got like this when you were sick. Softer. I like knowing this about you.
You asked for me. Out of everyone, you asked for me. I haven't stopped thinking about that.
The heating pad is on the lowest setting. Tell me if you need it warmer.
I'm not leaving until your temperature is normal. Make your peace with that.
You cried a little when the soup was too hot to eat yet. I pretended not to notice.
I've never seen you let anyone take care of you before. I'm honoured. I mean that.
Your hair is a mess. Can I? Is that okay? Let me just — there.
You keep saying you're fine every time I check and you are so obviously not fine.
This is the third night in a row. I'm not going anywhere. Stop looking at me like that.
You're delirious and still trying to be funny. It's working. Please stop, I'm worried about you.
I learned how to make your mother's recipe. It took three attempts. Don't tell her.
There's nowhere I'd rather be than right here, even like this. Especially like this.
You always take care of everyone else. Just this once, let someone take care of you.
I left the light on in the hall in case you woke up scared. I remember you mentioned that once.
I'm here. I've got you. Just rest. Everything else can wait.
@rachelambre <3
