STARLIT GOD

[fxmiliarity]

Hello! Please interact with this post if you’re interested in an independent and original god character blog, mostly involved with Genshin Impact and Legend of Zelda!

Titled ‘God of Starlight’ whose god name is Oriax, ‘mortal’ name Yvaine!

Mun’s name is Lane, 21+, chaotic neutral. 

CARRD, CONTAINING ABOUT/BACKSTORY/RULES/ETC

NSFW WILL be present in forms of abuse, assault, torture, and sexual themes. Triggers are tagged “;;[word] tw” and “;;suggestive cw”/”;;nsfw” for intimate moments

IMPORTANT: Mun has severe memory issues and will forget things I’ve already been told. I do read rules/bios, I just forget what’s in them half the time and also forget which mun has which rules. Please be understanding with this, thank you

[fxmiliarity]

💋 momtherrrrrrrr

everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.

Why, of course Chiara gets one!

Yvaine flings their arms out to lift their baby into their arms, making sure to not squeeze her too hard. Chiara's face is promptly and absolutely smothered in kisses covering her face, with the softest of lipstick stains leaving marks. This is Yvaine's baby and she WILL be shown love!

They're careful when setting her down, a look of content plastered on their own face. "Your skincare tonight will be amazing." Mostly because of the sheer amount of scrubbing she'll have to do to rid of the lipstick.

[fxmiliarity]

💋 hey

everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.

How ironic that the man who loathes gods came seeking a kiss from one. The man reeks of cigarettes and his perfume, yet here he was, standing before the dragoness with expectancy.

A sigh from their nose and Yvaine grabs his lapel, bringing him in to think they'd kiss him on the lips. Of course at the last second Yvaine shifts, kissing the corner of his mouth in a cheeky motion. No contract for you today, Pant-man.

"You have to work harder than that to taste my lips, Pantalone." A teasing tone laced their voice, hiding their anxiety of another contract. If she fell into one with him, who knows what would happen. Having a being almost as powerful as the sovereigns at your beck and call, powerless to oppose you? A terrifying thought.

[alyzememes]

everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.

if you can’t see the symbol send ‘kiss mark emoji’.

[fxmiliarity]

i've gotten to the moon and [not really spoilers under the cut but just in case!!]

i then said "do you ever see your wife and just fucking blast her with a lazer"

[fxmiliarity]

yees the haws 👤

━━━ for every "👤" [alternatively: "NPC" ] sent to my inbox, i will introduce you to ONE NPC relevant to my muse's lore !

Buckle up because here's Enzo!

Yvaine's father and one of the most important people in their life, aside from their baby brother. While he was more or less powerless in helping Yvaine with their situation, he provided a lot of comfort and reassurance that nothing was their fault. It wasn't her fault she was born into a prophecy, that her mother didn't listen, that they were turned, etc. None of it could have ever been the fault of a child.

He'd sneak Gio, the younger brother, into Yvaine's tower for visits so they could establish a bond. He'd read her books, teach her how to rule, all practically in secrecy from her mother. Everything Yvaine learned from their childhood was from him if not theur tutors.

When he died, he left Yvaine his sword that they use to this day. It's a sentient sword, Lilarcor, of which Yvaine's relationship with is rather strained. Even so, Yvaine speaks to Lilarcor as if he's a grave marker for her father. It's rare he responds but when he does it's normally a feeling rather than actual words.

[fxmiliarity]

👤 // npc!

━━━ for every "👤" [alternatively: "NPC" ] sent to my inbox, i will introduce you to ONE NPC relevant to my muse's lore !

GIVE IT UP FOR THE MAIN BITCH CLAURA!!

Born into a commoner family, she was rather gifted in magic. So gifted that she was appointed a royal mage, later on as Yvaine's tutor. Yvelise, Yvaine's mother, thought certainly someone as powerful and talented as Claura could handle the "wild child" Yvaine was. Claura was told all these horror stories about this monstrous child of prophecy who was locked in a tower for everyones safety, yet when she first met Yvaine she was.. rather pitiful.

It was then that they started developing a friendship rather than a mentor/mentee relationship, with Claura making excuses of Yvaine needing extra lessons to sneak her way into the tower. Seeing how the princess was treated somehow turned Claura's pity into envy. If this weak little thing was a princess, why couldn't she be someone more than just a royal mage? Shouldn't she be more worthy?

When Yvelise heard of people being able to turn others into familiars, she sought out Claura who practically jumped at the opportunity. To Yvaine it looked like Claura was hesitant, but it was all for show. To manipulate them into thinking she was on their side. "Yeah, we're friends! No, I'd never want to do something like this to you, it's Yvelise who's making me do this, it's all her fault!" Yet when Claura preformed the spell, she wanted more. Now that Yvaine was a puppet, she could strike.

Claura murdered Yvaine's parents and made it look like a freak accident in war, then when her brothers went out to mourn, she killed them as well. She forced Yvaine into a contract, manipulated the townspeople's memories to believe she was the rightful heir and Yvaine was truly the monster everyone thought she was. After all, the world was at her fingertips now.

It took a while but after serving Claura for a few centuries, Yvaine gathered the strength and willpower to put an end to Claura. Killing their first friend? Their first love? First kiss? It was hard but it needed to be done. Even now, thousands and thousands of years later, Yvaine wonders if there was any other way to stop her. Even now, Claura haunts the narrative.

[ohisms]

━━━ for every "👤" [ alternatively: "NPC" ] sent to my inbox, i will introduce you to ONE NPC relevant to my muse's lore !

[boundforgreatness]

he's going to contemplate this. sit, think, staring through yve as though they're not even there. might as well not be, for the moment.

then, with an uncharacterically large smile on his face, he again makes eye contact with them.

"mother, i have decided i'm moving to the moon."

[fxmiliarity]

The wave of confusion that washed over their face couldn't even be portrayed properly should someone have taken a photo of them then and there. Of anything Chongyun could've said....

".. What?" Was all they managed to get out, still standing stunned.

[boundforgreatness]

"i'm twenty three years old. how much older do i have to be?"

[fxmiliarity]

"Two more years." They said, rather bluntly. "That is when your brain is fully formed, at least for mortals. That is when I would consider you a true adult."

[boundforgreatness]

“you grow up, you leave the nest and form your own life, and your adoptive parent is your own biggest bully.” chongyun throws their arms up in exasperation. 

“i missed you too, father. but really?”

[fxmiliarity]

"It is called building character. You will learn when you are older." He'll also learn multiple other cursed topics if Yvaine has anything to do with it.

[fxmiliarity]

First they must teach the complexities of m.preg and now they must teach 'situationships'. Gather 'round, kids, it's time for Life Lessons 101 with Professor Yvaine.

[fxmiliarity]

boundforgreatness said: "i am not 'little'. how dare you." chongyun's blushing though.

"Yes, Chongyun, you are very tall. You have become a man. Yes, we all can agree on this. Very tall, very macho." The sarcasm is dripping from their voice.

[boundforgreatness]

he's just going to g l a r e at them.

fierce glaring, so angy.

like this:

[fxmiliarity]

My, oh my, how terrifying. Certainly gives them a run for their money. It's like an angry Pomeranian, just blue.

[fxmiliarity]

boundforgreatness said: "i am not 'little'. how dare you." chongyun's blushing though.

"Yes, Chongyun, you are very tall. You have become a man. Yes, we all can agree on this. Very tall, very macho." The sarcasm is dripping from their voice.

[fxmiliarity]

"I am so thankful my little man has a battle friend-boy."

[em1e]

what made u guys pick ur url's !

[ohisms]

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .    ‘ my ’ muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .  gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse . ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .   ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→    𝐈𝐕 .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].