i'm so sorry but i'm also not that sorry at all this biography is getting out of hand
heirnihlus.
behold.

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i'm so sorry but i'm also not that sorry at all this biography is getting out of hand
heirnihlus.
behold.
Zoen and his legion of voidsent minions that I'm going to have to name. because I'm a fool.
u are jealous of our jaunty hat. aren't u.
PROMPTS FOR SILENT ACTIONS THAT SAY A LOT
[ shower ] ↺ Getou
PROMPTS FOR SILENT ACTIONS THAT SAY A LOT -- accepting @taiyou-torikomu
He sinks into the water with a sign of contentment so deep, it may very well be the breath of life escaping his corpus. Death is brief; the steam rising from the spring carries vitality back into her lungs in warm, gentle hands. Zoen droops further, and sends all the blessings of the world to the kojin who taught her waterbreathing.
The reputation of Camp Bronze Lake was well-earned, and far too well-known. Her stomach roils just thinking of the flesh-to-water ratio. A bell's hike through rough territory brought her to this little pond. The water was lukewarm by nature, but judicious application of fire shards fixed that issue. And the hike just made it all the sweeter to strip down to the skin and laze for a century. Maybe two.
She surfaces once the water starts to cool, and reaches blindly for the pack of shards.
Twigs snap underfoot. Her hand moves for the gonne nearby, and she tilts her head back to peer upside down at the intruder. It doesn't affect her aim. Tiris patrols the area well enough she has little fear of anything dangerous, but ....
" ... Oh. 'Course he'd let you through. "
She drops the gonne as he comes into view, and settles back into the water. Irritation couldn't thrive in these conditions; it melted in the steam, and sloughed off with the more corporal manifestations of grime and grit. She is so comfortable she can nearly admit to enjoying the company.
" I'm feeling generous, so won't turn you into a stag to get mauled by wolves. This time. Red pack's got crystals -- toss a few in. If you didn't bring soap, I'm not sharing. "
先生__[ spoon ] from Meteion but it's just an entire candied apple that she is emphatically trying to shove into his mouth.
PROMPTS FOR SILENT ACTIONS THAT SAY A LOT -- accepting @jinseiborn
" Oh, Mete-mel. Is aught amis-ahck. "
An apple the size of a small bird's palm fits easily in the space between his teeth, before being jammed up by the pesky mortal processes of Bewilderment and Gag Reflex. It settles like a stone in his throat.
Zoen jerks away, cough-wheezing. His flailing arms send the tome he'd been poring over down to the pile of carpets and other discarded literature. The apple is still killing him.
Was she yet Singing for the End? Had all these tender weeks been a ruse? He'd started making plans, he'd looked forward to the morrow.
We needn't elucidate all the processes ventured to escape suffocation -- suffice to say, she eventually gets her teeth around the damn thing, and cracks it to small, edible pieces. Half a jug of summerwine helps wash the apple down before it can finish its grim duty.
PROMPTS FOR SILENT ACTIONS THAT SAY A LOT * i wrote these with the implication that the sender doesn't say a word before they perform the action. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt
[ tug ] sender tugs receiver behind them during a tense moment
[ pull ] sender pulls receiver out of harm's way at the last second
[ tuck ] sender stares at receiver and quietly reaches up, tucking a fallen strand of hair behind receiver's ear
[ yank ] sender yanks receiver closer to them, ending up in semi-suggestive close proximity
[ steady ] sender grabs receiver's arm to steady them before they fall over
[ walk ] sender moves around receiver and walks closest to the street as they travel down the sidewalk, keeping receiver away from any potential danger in the roadway
[ untied ] sender drops to their knee and starts tying receiver's shoe for them
[ spoon ] sender lifts a spoon towards receiver's mouth, encouraging them to eat
[ trace ] sender traces receiver's lips with their thumb
[ pin ] sender pins receiver to a tucked-away spot in the shadows to avoid being caught
[ neck ] without a word, sender dips down to receiver's throat and kisses them soundly
[ handheld ] sender slips a hand behind their back and grabs receiver's fingers as they stand behind them
[ carry ] without asking, sender takes receiver's heavy bags from them and carries them
[ lock ] sender and receiver lock eyes across the room
[ drink ] sender brings receiver a drink and holds it to their lips, insisting they take a drink
[ reload ] sender reloads receiver's gun for them in the middle of a fight
[ shelter ] sender uses their body to shelter receiver from an explosion or attack
[ carry ] sender picks up receiver and carries them off the battlefield and into a safe spot before running back to the fight
[ toss ] from a secret hiding spot only receiver and sender can see as they avoid an enemy, sender silently gestures to receiver to toss them (their gun, something valuable, etc.)
[ stairs ] sender offers out a hand to help receiver ascend or descend a staircase
[ cover ] sender covers receiver's eyes so they don't witness something gruesome
[ fix ] sender comes up to receiver and fixes their collar and/or tie
[ shake ] to convince receiver not to do something, sender hastily shakes their head from a distance
[ watch ] from a distance, sender taps on their watch to show receiver they're running out of time
[ i'll go ] sender gently pushes receiver back, taking charge and insisting they will handle the dangerous task
[ reach ] through a locked gate, sender reaches for receiver's hand
[ ship ] as receiver's ship takes off from the planet, sender waves to them from the ground and watches them leave
[ protect ] after someone threatens receiver, sender rushes over and gets right in their face to protect them
[ punch ] after someone attacks receiver, sender rushes over and punches them in retaliation
[ nip ] sender playfully nips at receiver's neck
[ knuckles ] sender kisses receiver's knuckles in a polite gesture
[ squeeze ] sender gives receiver's butt a playful squeeze from behind
[ danger ] as an all-powerful receiver is about to lose control of their powers and cause massive damage, sender finds their eyes and tries to talk them down
[ goodbye ] without saying a word, sender approaches receiver and kisses them goodbye
[ wipe ] sender wipes a tear from receiver's face
[ location ] without saying anything and giving away the surprise, sender takes receiver to a secret spot
[ hold back ] sender has to hold back receiver from attacking someone
[ game ] sender lets receiver win a game they're playing
[ shower ] sender joins receiver in the shower they're taking
Comet. Ink on paper animation.
the people yearn for grim salvo.
‘ everything is luminous. ’ / from Ryne!
destiny item & quest description sentence meme -- accepting! @ascions
HER TEETH ARE MELTING DOWN TO WAX, HER JOINTS HAVE FUSED TO STONE, OH GODS OH GODS --
NO, no. Breath rattles through her chest -- thinned to a wheeze by ( dying ) panic, but the next is easier. The third, near natural. Zoen flexes her fingers one-two-three-four-five, then toes, then rolls her neck 'til she hears the loud wet pop of crepitus. Flesh, blood, meat, mortal. Alive.
( it lingers beneath your skin )
Pacing helps. She is not stone if she is moving. The Scions walk scattered along the road, pockmarks of little chattering birds. Zoen had been near the back, and passes by them with little nods to each and all. Any who call for her are intercepted by Tiris, who with loving determination shoves his head at hands, at pockets for treats. He takes the spotlight and leaves her in ( the Light ) her own company for a spell.
Except ...
' everything is luminous '.
Zoen can't say why he didn't notice her, at first. Too bright herself, their little Oracle, like a shard of mirror in sunlight. Looking at her too long hurt just as badly. He reached up for his hat, by instinct, like it might shade him from her own luminance.
" And it's fuckin' annoying -- ah. " He stumbles over his words with great grace, before a girl that already knew the look and feel of a living thing's opened guts. " And it's … unfortunate. "
He was getting so good at the hero thing.
" Suppose they'll name some constellations after us? Once the night is returned everywhere. " It would be. It would be. " You oughta start picking out your favorites, next time we're back at the Crystarium. Get ahead of the curve. "
( in his left knee, he feels it: the grating of bone on stone )
SPECIAL QUOTE STARTERS VOL.1 : HALLOWEEN
❛ I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot. ❜
❛ The dead travel fast. ❜
❛ Losing one pint of blood’s an accident. Losing two is carelessness. ❜
❛ Sometimes the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead. ❜
❛ Look what an awful face you’ve got when you cry. ❜
❛ Listen to me. I’ve seen them too. ❜
❛ Oh yes, there will be blood. ❜
❛ What have I done? This is crazy! ❜
❛ Cut the flesh, watch the blood spill - Let it come! ❜
❛ Hush, hush. Now you sleep. ❜
❛ What was that? Someone’s coming! ❜
❛ Who are you to question me? ❜
❛ They’re everywhere - they say this house is theirs. ❜
❛ Everyone’s entitled to one good scare. ❜
❛ Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful. ❜
❛ Tell me, is everything nice and clear now? Am I the villain? ❜
❛ If there is one thing I cannot goddamned stand, it’s a quitter! Come on! ❜
❛ Looks like things just went from bad to worse. ❜
❛ You can’t run forever. ❜
❛ You follow my lead, or I’ll find someone who will. ❜
❛ The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. ❜
❛ The only me is me. Are you sure the only you is you? ❜
❛ I’ll wait forever if you’ll just come to me. ❜
❛ Forgive me. There’s a monster inside of me. ❜
❛ I can hear them calling to me from hell. ❜
❛ Close your eyes. Let your ears listen. Do you hear my voice? ❜
❛ Don’t trust anyone. Don’t trust the police. ❜
❛ No turning back now. ❜
❛ The night took the sound of your voice away. ❜
❛ Tough old world, baby. ❜
committing to @taiyou-torikomu's Emet-Selch as my exclusive sulk because we are .... uh. married.
“I don’t know about you, but I’ve had a lovely time.”
-- from a meme prompt list I apparently deleted! @bludlily
" ... Oh, honey. That was the warm-up. "
There's a touch of sympathy to his voice, but the effect is ruined by the accompanying razor-sharp grin.
Crumpled on the ground, Cora fits neatly within the shadow of his body bent at the waist. Zoen tallies. No ( obvious ) broken bones. Mild contusions. A couple lacerations still leaking, but sluggishly. Barely any scuffs at all, really.
" I've got notes, but I'm curious -- where do you think you went wrong? "
She steps back slightly, to give Cora a little breathing room, a little more space to think -- and rethink -- and think again about this harebrained whim of hers.
SPECIAL QUOTE STARTERS VOL.1 : HALLOWEEN
❛ I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot. ❜
❛ The dead travel fast. ❜
❛ Losing one pint of blood’s an accident. Losing two is carelessness. ❜
❛ Sometimes the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead. ❜
❛ Look what an awful face you’ve got when you cry. ❜
❛ Listen to me. I’ve seen them too. ❜
❛ Oh yes, there will be blood. ❜
❛ What have I done? This is crazy! ❜
❛ Cut the flesh, watch the blood spill - Let it come! ❜
❛ Hush, hush. Now you sleep. ❜
❛ What was that? Someone’s coming! ❜
❛ Who are you to question me? ❜
❛ They’re everywhere - they say this house is theirs. ❜
❛ Everyone’s entitled to one good scare. ❜
❛ Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful. ❜
❛ Tell me, is everything nice and clear now? Am I the villain? ❜
❛ If there is one thing I cannot goddamned stand, it’s a quitter! Come on! ❜
❛ Looks like things just went from bad to worse. ❜
❛ You can’t run forever. ❜
❛ You follow my lead, or I’ll find someone who will. ❜
❛ The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. ❜
❛ The only me is me. Are you sure the only you is you? ❜
❛ I’ll wait forever if you’ll just come to me. ❜
❛ Forgive me. There’s a monster inside of me. ❜
❛ I can hear them calling to me from hell. ❜
❛ Close your eyes. Let your ears listen. Do you hear my voice? ❜
❛ Don’t trust anyone. Don’t trust the police. ❜
❛ No turning back now. ❜
❛ The night took the sound of your voice away. ❜
❛ Tough old world, baby. ❜
Saeed Jones, How We Fight for Our Lives
ffxiv zoen does not have a father and that's really the greatest gift i could give her.
this is awkward but they sent me here to maim you
┋ᵈᵉˡⁱᵛᵉʳʸ ᕦ⊙෴⊙ᕤ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉ⇢ ❛ imagine the crowds. then block them out. ❜ destiny item & quest meme ↺ Getou
destiny item & quest description sentence meme -- accepting @taiyou-torikomu
The Hell of Fire is Ul'dah midday, at the height of a Nald'thalian festival. One of the effusive hosts of this year's events had explained the history to them -- a celebration of bounty germinated by famine's impetus, when the Monetarists in a rare wise moment recognized if they let the entire miserable population starve, they would likely end up on the feasting table. Or perhaps it had been generosity in sooth which prompted the opening of coffers; her attention had been fraying by then.
Whatever its origins, the festival's current iteration meant a Sapphire Avenue Exchange awash in discounts, and the bodies desperate for goods at half-price, same-quality, money-back-guaranteed, refundsforexchangesmadeunderNald'ssymbolonlyapplicableforstorecredit.
Half a city's worth of bright avaricious life crowded into arm's reach, and they crawling through stone guts like morsels in digestion -- it made his teeth itch. His hair was a rat's nest of sweat even before the heat became unbearable.
A shaded parlor had offered a brief respite. He was on his second shaved cherry ice, and contemplating being bold and going for the lemon next, when Getou's voice sliced through the buzzing in his ears.
" Easy as all that, eh? "
Weariness drags her voice down to a rasp; she crunches through the last of the cherry ice, and tries again.
" Just loud as all hells in this area -- it'll pass. Couple more of these I'll be as peppy as your mad ass. Can't be that many fuckin' mascots left. "
A moment, as she realizes that absent from the cacophony had been one particular choir member --- and Zoen bolts a hand into the ice-aspected pack their contact had given them, to pull back a fistful of Tiris desperately trying to paw open one of the chocolate coins they were bade to deliver.