*//𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑.

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「☾」( @faithloved )

            Summer lips breathe in and exhale slowly. Crystal eyes turned, taking in the DEVASTATION left within the wake of the latest battle. They DANCED ALONG the ruins with a certain quiet desperation. They did not stop searching the rubble until they were met with several familiar pairs doing the same. A sigh of RELIEF floods from the dam of her mouth. 

            It was a DIFFICULT thing, to be constantly on DEFENSE and yet live in a world so STAGNATE. An arm raises to roll across SMEARED MASCARA and the sweat that has streaked through the dirt and ash that caked on her cheeks. She glances down her forearm that picked up the debris. Splatters of crimson like freckles on her skin, blood that this time THANKFULLY didn’t belong to any of them.

            Still, this was another VICTORY. After eyeing the other two warriors of light in her care, the self-appointed guard found her way toward where she would find the smallest of the three in her company. Her arm slips through Psyche’s ( linking the two together ) and Kolete leans into her with ease. She offers a smile, shaking laugh floating like a MELODY into the woman’s ear.

             ❝ Well I for one think we deserve a drink! Think you can talk mister tall, dark, and handsome into letting us borrow his tab? Just for one night..❞ She ponders for a moment, but speaks before she allows Psyche much time to protest,  ❝ Either he gives into you or i’ll have to do it the hard way and challenge him to a drinking match.. that rarely fails..❞

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「☾」( @kaiikos )

              She glares, the blue of her eyes shine as blue as AETHERYTES framed by bruises that bloom like wildflowers over the rolling canyons of her face. It had been a hard last few months, and even HARDER FEW WEEKS for the crew. Lack of sleep catching up with her, she was only becoming more and more agitated by the day. Not that the cold of Ishgard particularly helped. If anything; it landed she and the male EXACTLY where they were right now.

              It was the standoff of  C E N T U R I E S  with tension that not even her knives could cut through radiating over THIS BATTLEFIELD, miles of possible bloodshed between them. It was for the best that Psyche wasn’t here right now, and Nihra —— despite his indifference —— was in and out. This was conflict that couldn’t be put to rest so easily. Kolete hugs her arms close to her body as protective measures, brows knitting together in a challenge. He could have HIS JACKET back over her dead body.

              ❝ No i’m not giving it back yet! It’s cold! You wouldn’t want me to get frostbite! I could lose an entire arm, Lyka.❞ 

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ROGUE / HYMNS !

Honeyed words, he whispers of.

Loyalty laces all that he is.

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Send me the name of a canon character and i’ll respond with who they are to my muse and their relationship.

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「☾」( @faithloved​ )

              She’s humming the words to a song she doesn’t completely remember, like a memory LOST IN THE AUTUMN of a long forgotten childhood. It is absentminded, unaware that the melodies have escaped from behind closed lips but they still FALL GENTLE into the space surrounding the two. Kolete had shifted at some point during their conversation, hands lifting like phantoms and working with ease through the locks of the opposite’s hair where her fingers twisted, muscles taking over and letting what was left of memory work it’s magic. 

              She braids in daisies, picked among the wildflowers in the field, the daises remind her of Psyche in a way. Gentle. Pure. Strong. UNAFRAID TO BLOOM even in the cracks of a city, where flowers are NOT ALWAYS welcome. She twines the stems together with the wildflowers ( like herself ). People always preferred DAISIES TO WEEDS but daisies rarely ever complain about the company. She supposed these moments were about the same. She nears the ends of braided raven locks and sits back to admire her work & the melodies stop for a silent few minutes.  ❝ I’m often curious if the world would be different if we had left the flowers to grown instead of building over them. I wish we were all swimming in flowers. ❞

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Ninki Gauge Ability: Hellfire Frog

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eredeha‌:

              “  And yet, there doesn’t seem to be much fighting on your end to leave me on my own in this time of need, dear.  “

            ❝ && still i’m starting to think you’re insatiable, that or you're an addict. So tell me which of the two is it ? Does that Pirate of yours give you too little, or do I give you too much, love ? ❞

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eredeha‌:

              “  That’s awful sweet coming from the person in my bed.  “

              ❝ && those are awful coy words from the pirate that lured me here to begin with, don’t you think, darling ? ❞ 

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              ❝ Bunch of naughty nancys around here. ❞

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update! purple moon cat now has a WOL verse with much encouragement from friends.

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she doesn't know what kolete's busy working on, but she's tired and doesn't care; she just wants her sister. so she's just gonna snuggle up beside her, lean against her with her head on kolete's shoulder, and have a little nap.

「☾」( @unmeiha )

                 The woman feels her sister’s weight shift next to her but it is a surprising several moments before Kolete notices Koharu’s cheek laying soft against her OWN SKIN. Sisters. The word comes easily to her mind but weighs heavy on her heart. Eyes tear away reluctantly from her lists and other documents that are splayed out before the two of them just in time to see the final flutters of SAKURA BLOSSOM LASHES. Kolete had been working on battle plans for HOURS now, only moving long enough to stretch her legs in front of her. Seems now she couldn’t even do that much without disturbing Koharu from her MUCH NEEDED rest. 

                Sisters. Never by blood or even by duty. No, it was never really that simple. When had anything in this FUCKED UP story ever been ? They were sisters by coincidence. By irony. And by choice. A familiar memory crosses her mind as she stares down at her Warrior of Light. Kolete had loved this woman with EVERY FIBER of her being since the very first day she had MARCHED into Horizon, ready to burn this world to the ground like ANOTHER CALAMITY locked inside this earthquake body. Together they had taken on the world, made friends——— and sometimes they had lost even more. 

                   Sapphire eyes catch the sparkle of her WEDDING RING which rips her out of daydreams turned nightmare. Only a couple hours old, but the wedding feels like a lifetime ago. The happiest day of her life, topped off with being shipped off on another mission. Another day protecting Koharu. And now, as she slept, is the first Kolete has not felt the indistinguishable GUILT SEEPING from her friend’s skin. 

                  She never minded the risk, willing to throw her life down IMMEDIATELY without hesitation. The warrior had no qualms about what she had to do when she turned to her new husband mere minutes after leaving the sanctuary. Fu, he was a good man. All it took was one look for him to know what she HAD TO DO, where she HAD TO GO. Who she had to protect. The woman stared down at the pink haired beauty, chest rising and falling as gentle as the ocean waves as she drifted further into sleep and knew without a doubt that she had unknowingly followed in her family’s footsteps. Not traditional, but SHE WOULD DIE without any hesitation to protect the warrior of light. To save the hero of eorzea. To save her sister.

                 With a soft sigh, Kolete smiled and laid her cheek down upon the CROWN of Koharu’s head. Her body was TIRED but her heart was full and the last thought she had before drifting off to sleep was that maybe, just maybe, for the first time in a long time, she didn’t feel the blunt loss of her brother so abusively.

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