Lonesome for no one.

"She wishes for less ways to wish for and more ways to work towards it."

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So smol, so precious. She's adorable omfg

“Pfff, your words are wasted.”

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Roar Of The Earth // Viola & Naomi (FMA/TLA Crossover)

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Today is the day! Today will be fantastic! FANTASTIC! I always love the first day of school! Viola woke up to the sound of birds chirping and the sun lightly dancing on her face. She sat up and stretched her arms out as far as she could stretch them. Viola loved how the birds chirped in the morning, it always brightened her day. Viola a went over to her wardrobe and spent a large portion of her morning trying to figure out what outfit to wear. She went with her classical favorite: a black bow for her hair, a white, ruffled blouse, a black pencil skirt, and her favorite black and white heels. She threw all of her clothes on her bed and began to assemble herself. This is perfect for the first day of school! 

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It was no good. The legion of faces all bright and cheery looking up at her, eyes eager to soak up whatever they could. She could feel her face warm up as she stared back at the classroom.

If there was one thing Naomi hated, it was introducing herself like this. It was the only way to catch her out of her element. Her new teacher was no help either, the woman was exuberant and jubilant; eager to meet her. She took a deep breath and swallowed the lump in her throat.

“Uh… my name is Naomi Myrrh …” Her voice tapers off much to her chagrin as her mind races to come up with something interesting to tell everyone. What could she say? “I… go camping a lot on my own free time. Usually it’s on my own too since my mom says I’m responsible.”

Way to go. With a blush still burning on her cheeks and a curse under her breath, Naomi sat back down and pretended to reach into her bag to make herself look busy. Fresh papers and pencils were at her beck and command, with a blank paper on her desk and a pencil in hand she waited for the lesson to start.

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abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

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Roar Of The Earth // Viola & Naomi (FMA/TLA Crossover)

The train whistled and rolled along the tracks, Naomi’s eyes scanned the green country side as she hurtled towards her destination. 

 Just a few mornings ago she would have been waking up and getting ready for private tutoring with her instructor but instead she was watching the morning sun rise as she griped to herself.

After the surprisingly discovery of her earthbending powers (It was thought that the technique was lost with her brother’s death until her own potential shown itself) her mother quickly sent a letter to a prestigious school and days later Naomi was invited to their institute. Despite her protests her mother insisted that she should go and learn how to harness her new abilities, and before she knew it she was packed and ready to go. With a small boxed lunch and some clothes she was shipped away.

An orange afternoon sun greeted the lavender-headed girl as she stepped off the train, a heavy luggage trunk in tow. Passengers and tourists teemed all around her, eager to get to their destinations, Naomi on the other hand was taking her sweet time getting off the platform. Everything was new to her here, she reached into her pocket and took out a map her mom had given her; a small X noting where she was supposed to go and a letter filled with encouraging words were the only companions on her journey. After asking for directions, Naomi soon found herself in front of a looming building with the sun beginning to set. She trudged up the stairs and knocked on the thick wood door and waited for an answer…

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does anyone want to thread?

I feel like there’s a lack of threads with Naomi (and well I guess all of my characters) I’m always up to take new ones! I already have two openers for Naomi and one for Lanthe. 

I’m willing to plot and stuff for Hugh as well, but I’d like to put an emphasis on Naomi.

Just like this or send a message to this blog!

thats all for now, thanks for reading!

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I Can Hear Jinglebells [Event] Lanthe & Noelle

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     Contrary to her dear sister’s objections muffled behind the closed door, Noelle took a single step in. That single step, however, was all that was necessary to behold what her sister was up to all along, why she’d been too terribly preoccupied to greet Noelle at the door—that is, if the idol weren’t so oblivious by nature!

“.. What’s all of my makeup doing in here?”

     Could she have left it in Naomi’s room by mistake? It wouldn’t be the first time she’d taken to fixing herself up while her sister played her video games just for the sake of spending valuable time together.

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Naomi’s body felt like it was grabbed by a red-hot pincer when her sister decided to just barge into her room, embarrassment filled her cheeks and she kept her back turned.

 A small hopeful voice in her head told that her sister wouldn’t be able to put two and two together, but not even the world’s worst detective couldn’t see what she was doing: it was spelled out for anyone that she was playing with makeup.

She held her face against her pillow, the only form of defense against Noelle’s onslaught. But her sister was as persistent as ever, she could feel her pulling at the back of her soft cotton shirt. “WUF OU STOP PU’LING MY SHRT? YUR GOIN TU STRETH ET” Her voice came muffled from her shield, but Noelle wouldn’t let it go. Naomi squeezed her eyes and cursed into the pillow before pulling her face away from it, leaving a small stain as she turned to her sister with her cheeks still bright.

“Yes! I was okay?! So what?” Naomi is huffy, humiliated that she’d be caught like this by her own sister. “You’re not the only one who’s allowed to be pretty, besides, you’re never home so it’s not like you were going to use that kit anyway! Now just go away!” Her voice quivers in the air, anyone else finding her like this would be better, but with her luck it just had to be her sister!

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Hallelujah from “Messiah” // Naomi &  Guillaume

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Usually, he tried to dissuade people from finding him for this sort of thing. He wasn’t much of a medium, not in the traditional sense, but all the same, he knew someone who needed help when he heard it. The woman had been downright insistent; there was a shadow around her daughter’s shoulders, and if he could help her dispel it a little, she would be grateful. 

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Her eyes never left him as he slowly took a seat across from her, as if he was the one waiting for her. His voice was cool and almost assuring against her ears, she feels almost at ease. 

She finds herself once again looking into his own eyes, they’re soft and inviting despite the fog behind them. “My name is Guillaume, your mother wanted me to talk to you. I hope you don’t mind.” “Yeah yeah” Naomi waved her hand and turned away from his intriguing eyes and focused on her drink. The crisp vanilla smell wafted in the air, she took another sip and focused on it.

“Is there anything you want to talk about?”

She swiveled her head and snapped; “Does it lo-“ and stopped herself on the precipice of her words, it finally hit her: he was blind. That’s why all of his movements seemed to be careful and calculated, her face flushed and she felt immediately ashamed of her attitude. With the blush still in her cheeks she clears her throat and offers a much more levelheaded approach.

“Well… I’m not sure. What do you want to talk about?” She squirmed in her seat, still feeling embarrassed about herself, what was she thinking? That was so childish! She flounders until finally settling down and speaking in a calmer manner.

“How about something to drink? My mom owns the place so it’s on the house if you’d prefer.”

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Broken Compass // Naomi & ???? [OPEN]

The aroma of the outdoors was like heaven to her, pine trees, fallen leaves, private meadows and wild grass all made for a wonderful perfume...

 This was a world all to her own, Noelle would never want to go backpacking and her mom was just interested in which plants would result in the best brews. That was alright, Naomi didn’t mind camping or hiking all on her lonesome, it was more for her to take in. Besides, the beauty and splendor of the outdoors was hers and hers alone.

Despite the storm warning that was broadcaster this morning while she was eating breakfast, Naomi didn’t want to stay cooped up in her house all day. Besides, if it did start to rain she’d just head right on home, easy as pie. The girl pulled on her jacket and took a small bag with her and was out the door. She trotted along in a thicket of trees with a small bag slung across her back and her ever so playful Zigzagoon at her feet, the Pokemon darted around and sniffed anything that moved. They stopped to take a break on a small sunlit rock so Naomi could get her bearings. She had visited this part of the forest many times and was beginning to be able to get around using landmarks alone but she still felt a little iffy about that technique; it was always best to err on the side of caution after all.

With her location pinpointed, she rolled up the map and looked up and let out a frightened yelp, a Spinarak hung above her head. Acting on instinct she quickly backed up and tripped against a rock sending her tumbling down a small gulch. Muttering swear words to herself she clutched her ankle and squeezed her eyes shut, the pain told her that she twisted it… or worse. Fighting back tears and cursing the Spinarak, she called her Zigzagoon over.

“Be a good boy and find me some help, fast!”

Whether it got the idea or not, Zigzagoon left Naomi all by herself. She wasn’t worried about being left here, the forest was small enough for her to be found should a search team be called in and she had at least two days’ worth of food stored in her pack. But if it started to rain, she could easily get sick with pneumonia. Once the pain had boiled down to throbbing she nursed her hurt ankle and pulled her limbs in to conserve warmth.

Even though she didn’t want to admit it, she was scared…  

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Mom + "Hey mama! Can we have pizza for dinner tonight?"

“Naomi put you up to this didn’t she? You guys aren’t having pizza again it’d be the fourth time this month! Let’s eat something healthy and delicious okay?”

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'mom' "Were you ever worried about them going out to pursue their dreams?"

“Not at all! Noelle is doing fine on her own, maybe you’ve heard of her? She’s an idol, she performs all over the place! But for now she’s back home for the holidays. Naomi on the otherhand well...”

The kindly woman’s gaze turns down to her coffee cup, she smiles sadly.

“She’s still young, but the loss of her brother has really hit her the worst out of the two. I try my best to help her out but she’s at that stage where she doesn’t want to listen to me or her father, let alone listen to Noelle. But, I know she’ll be able to do whatever she wants when she decides on what she wants to do with herself. Of course, we’ll be behind her 100% of the way!”

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'mom' what was she like as a kid?

“It depends on who you’re asking about! When Noelle was a peepling she was always full of cheer and energy, she’d perform little songs for us on the coffee table! But Naomi, she was quiet and practically her brother’s shadow. Always following him wherever he went, he was practically her idol! She was so nice back then, but don’t let her know I said that!”

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