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kwaniki

#the hymn of the faythful. / aeons.

i did a thing @ quickfavor

#the farplane / ooc.

i wanna write Hermes Hadesgame

#the farplane / ooc.

griefitself

meg. darling, sweetheart, love of my dark and gloomy life GIVE ME A BREAK.

griefitself

I POSTED THIS AND WON

#the farplane / ooc.

meg. darling, sweetheart, love of my dark and gloomy life GIVE ME A BREAK.

#the farplane / ooc.#hades is fun i wanna write hypnos so bad

I got hades and boy am I bad at it

#the farplane / ooc.

so what docs do y'all recommend for people new to this bio format.

#the farplane / ooc.

watches jecht and auron’s thread and eats popcorn while crying

#the farplane / ooc.#sticks my leg out.

2nakeeyes

from time to time, a life in darkness can give you courage.

#blows the dust off this five years old blog

listen. besaid is so hard on braska by the sheer virtue of wanting something like it for his life. living in besaid, at ease, the sea lapping at the shore and the warm weather and everything means he would be happy there. he knows yuna would be happy there.

and when he gets to the chamber of the fayth with his guardians and he sits down to pray, the instant he touches valefor’s soul, he’s crying. because valefor strikes me as so sad all the time, having watched so many summoners go to their deaths. valefor is pride and sadness and it hits braska like a brick to the chest until he’s crying so hard he’s heaving.

and no one questions why he looks so tired when he leaves. praying to the fayth is exhausting, summoners collapse all the time.

except -- except walking down the beach, listening to the water and watching the stars, braska just starts screaming. like the way tidus did, but for a long time. he just starts screaming and of course it scares auron and jecht, because something has to be wrong, what if he’s hurt?

but he just screams for a while. tears his headdress off, throws his staff to the ground, throws an honest to god tantrum about it. he wears himself out with it.

because it isn’t fair.

#he feels the same way in the calm lands but instead of depression he gets manic as hell #bc the calm lands are the last stop before gagazet and he's in the home stretch. so even if he's aching #its a lets go lets do this lets do everything before we die!!!!!

I'm thinking abt braska showing his feelings now

#the farplane / ooc.#braska screaming on the besaid shores is a big mood tho.#hes tired and valefor feels so fucking sad about what is going to happen and it finally breaks him.

Grabs his staff to play with it. She is very young.

He is dressed down from his summoner’s robes. Bird-boned and frail, he looks like a normal man at home. He tries his best to look normal, because he knows Yuna’s life is not.

She reaches out to touch the staff and the tassels on it sway, clink against the metal and she giggles and he smiles. She is fascinated by the staff, by the feathers and the tassels and the way it catches the sun like fire.

He smiles sadly. He leaves by the end of the week. He goes to the Fayth tomorrow. Auron sits nearby, watches the two of them, and Braska flicks his hands, draws water from the sea nearby, and makes it spin in halos around his daughter, effortless in casting.

He’s tired already. He is. He just wants her to keep smiling.

#priestesspirate

celebrimbot

Sometimes Yuna would just stare off into the distance. I finally understood why. She was saying goodbye to the places she’d never see again.

#to kill grief itself. / braska.#me crying about this

visiting bevelle or luca aka braska hits racists with his staff asmr

#the farplane / ooc.

@sunsent sent me a really pretty notebook with the Boys(tm) on it and im living

#me pointing at them: youre my best friend! youre my best friend! boogie woogie woo!#the farplane / ooc.

Falls asleep on.

They are in Kilika and Braska has his feet in the water. Auron sits beside him, soaking in the sea breeze, and Braska can’t help but feel like he has a furnace burning within him.

He does, in a way, sharing space in his soul with Ifrit now. He feels all too warm, like he’s going to burn through his robes and everything else around him.

He’s half-speaking, muttering about his childhood here in Kilika, when he feels a weight on his shoulder. He drags his attention away from Jecht showing a gaggle of teens blitzball and to Auron, who has leaned into the curve of his shoulder.

A soft snore escapes him, exhaustion peaking in this place with such peace, and Braska only smiles as he lets Auron lean against him and doze.

#sunsent

denimecho

I am the blade of vengeance. They dare only whisper my name.

(Late) Inktober Day 25 - Yojimbo

#the hymn of the faythful. / aeons.

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