I AM RAW.

fenrir roleplay blog. affiliated with grailedrpg.

[grailedsovereign]

nevermind everything i said im going on a long hiatus! please consider this as my official request of a break. rping began to feel like a job now. i really feel bad, but i also wouldn’t like to force myself to come up with replies and give half-hearted effort in threads. so i’ll be away for now and give myself a ‘me time’. you may choose to unfollow me! as i am not sure when i’ll return, or if i would ever. thank you guys for sticking by me and giving life to my rp experience. i’ll see you all on the flip side. catch me on twitter @_fragrach / discord: CENT.#7869 or my fate graphics blog @zxchu if you would like to keep in touch.

[lifeinpoetry]

o my people

         how long will we

reach for god

         instead of something sharper?

— Danez Smith, from “say it with your whole black mouth,” published in Poem-a-Day

[graileddoll-deactivated20181116]

Hi there! Could you please like or reblog this post if you’d be cool with interacting with an AFFILIATED Master/homunculus OC who’s made for the Fate universe and has ties to the Einsbern family? This blog is affiliated with grailedrpg but is open to interactions with Indie blogs! Thanks bunches! ((~Norgie!))

[grailedbeast]

grailedruin:

         “ i can at least tell one difference in us. “ the casual mention of father caused emotions to clash into her eyes– the anger subsiding, for now. fenrir– herself –held a little snark in her voice. as even if they were placed before themself, one couldn’t stop the bitter afterthoughts.

           “ you ask me to tell you who i am, yet you speak my true name right after. “ of course, confusion had been sprouting in their mind as well; it was as if they were looking into a pond. “ I only bare my fangs toward prey &. would be prey. i doubt you would be eager to claim such a title, as much as i am. “

"But can you?" There isn't much to look at. In current form they may be far from the same. It's what's within that counts-- that matters. Regardless, he felt no desire to see them as an extension of himself. His wolf familiars were different. It was like gazing at the mirror, but seeing a reflection that was not his own. A shadow of his former or future self? It's what confuses him the most. "I didn’t mean your name. Ha, what need do I have for it? When I asked you to tell me who you are, I meant the path you had taken-- the choices you did not make. Between us, whose fangs are cleaner?"

[grailedbeast]

grailedknight:

If she held any desire to argue with him, it certainly didn’t manifest- Even if, after saying he needed no rest, the Avenger had laid down to sleep. It wasn’t as though she could blame him, after all. Naps were nice, and given a proper place to take one, Percival would certainly indulge. That said, while Fenrir might find the top of a building a perfectly suitable sleeping place, the Knight did not. Dirt and grass would better than the hard concrete and metal of a rooftop.

But possessing no desire to argue was a different thing entirely than possessing no desire to talk- And talk she would. Chatting, engaging in conversation, even with those who did not intend to listen, was the girl’s specialty. “I’ve heard you’re supposed to be a dog, Avenger,” She begins, innocuously, still looking out over the city as she speaks. “But you don’t seem like a dog to me. You look very much like a person, to me. Do you chase cats about- Is that why people think thaat? Do you bark at strangers? If I scratched behind your ears, would your leg thump?”

That same mistake that everyone makes-- he looked like a person. That's true. He talks like a person, breathes like a person, engages with others like a person. Even so, no matter how much one uses a sword as a cane, its nature never changes. It is still a weapon that can bring about danger. The same goes with the Apocalyptic Wolf. There may be moments wherein he's as peaceful as the saying goes. However, it's the fact of the matter that he's capable of ringing up destruction that separates him from the rest. A monster may look like a person, but its ugliness will remain. Fenrir clicked his teeth, rolling to his side at the thought.

"You talk too much, don't you?" Avenger posed a rhetorical question. How was he going to earn some of that good nap if this Midgardian was going to tickle his ears with her imposing statements? "Wouldn't it be so easy if things were like that? I am no mutt, human. I will not guard your home or wag my tail when you arrive. I am the one who swallows your entire house and those who live within it. Does that make sense to you?"

[grandpoisoner]

    ‘ To what do I owe the pleasure, Avenger? ‘ / @grailedbeast sc

[grailedbeast]

“Those ears... Assassin, are you a Dökkálfar?”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Inwardly it’s an abyss,

Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Marie von Thurn c. August 1915 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[selfdeprecatingmeme]

trauma didnt make me soft it’s made me angry and empty

[nothinglikeyxu-blog]

SAME MUSE X SAME MUSE THINGS I STILL WANT ;;

• younger canon x older canon. • one is the imaginary friend of the other. • clones. • one is the multiple personality of the other. • twins. • one is the conscious of the other. • one from the future sent back in time to help the other. • one from the past sent to kill their future self. • one is a specific emotion of the other. such as their ‘happiness’ or their ‘rage’. • one is the guardian angel of the other. • one is light, one is dark. • hero side, villain side.

[dappermouth]

it beckons below the surface

[soracities]

Mine is a heart of carnelian, crimson as murder on a holy day.

from Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead (trans. Normandi Ellis)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I employ the earthquakes of the body to describe the earthquakes of the heart.

Dylan Thomas, from a letter to Pamela Johnson written c. October 1933 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[speakofthedxvil-deactivated2020]

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[eternally-cynical]

If someone thinks they have the upper hand, break it.

L.J. Gibbs (via witchyserena)

[grailedrpg-blog]

grailedrpg:

grailedrpg:

SABER CLASS

Arturia Pendragon | Penned by Skoll.

Arthur Pendragon | Penned by Cent.

Musashi Miyamoto | Penned by Kae.

Percival de Gales | Penned by Soft.

ARCHER CLASS

Freya | Penned by Sarah.

Billy the Kid | Penned by Devil.

LANCER CLASS

RIDER CLASS

Ozymandias | Penned by Cent.

Maeve | Penned by Skoll.

Marie Antionette | Penned by Lis.

Gabriela Silang | Penned by Icchan.

ASSASSIN CLASS

Semiramis | Penned by Arya.

CASTER CLASS

Merlin | Penned by Aku.

BERSERKER CLASS

Fenrir | Penned by Skoll.

Tamamo Cat | Penned by Septyabr.

Cu Chulainn (Alter) | Penned by Artorias.

RULER CLASS

AVENGER CLASS

Hessian | Penned by Artorias.

Lobo | Penned by Vixxey.

Fenrir | Penned by Cent.

MASTERS

Hakuno Kishinami | Penned by Artorias. 

Gudako (Alicia) | Penned by Vixxey.

[grailedrpg-blog]

         saber ! musashi written by kae.

[tranquilihty]

neck kissing is honestly the hottest, most seductive thing anybody could ever do to me. if you kiss my neck, if you playfully bite my neck, if your tongue touches my neck i will melt in your fingertips.