narcissus.

independent sola-ui nuada-re sophia-ri from fate zero written by: ash est. may 21, 2018

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dusts this blog off just for remi 

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        “Of course.” 

His answer was immediate, his smile one as genuine as a machine could muster. He reached for one of Sola-Ui’s hands, and gently, he held it between both of his own as he peered into her eyes. “For as long as I am able, I will always remain by your side.” Whether this desire of his was simply written into his programming wasn’t something he concerned himself with — he was aware of his purpose beyond companionship, but he thought that this, too, was enjoyable.

        The thoughtful gesture shouldn’t do anything for her, shouldn’t make her soften visibly. Such words were programmed into his vocabulary to be said, offering the comfort she had asked of him. She knew him inside and outside like the back of the very hand Diarmuid held within his own. Every circuit, every wire had been placed with careful intent to create the figment of a man standing before her, and yet she was far too aware that he was a machine. “That kindness of yours might be a hazard of yours.” But it was not an error she would fix. “It pleases me that trait hasn’t been lost in your updating...” Designed to be charming to a fault, it was the vision she had sought in her creations. Beautiful. Gently, she reached up to curl his loose strand of hair around her finger, a slight caress of her hand brushing his cheek. 

       “Do you find your hair to be an annoyance? I could make some adjustments.” 

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Jack was still getting to know his Master…or well, perhaps “Masters” as it seems he was being maintained not by the person who summoned him, but the woman who went by the name Sola Ui.  Naturally, he was still forming his first impressions of them.

The man seemed to just be a typical magus, though the “El Melloi” name sounded strangely nostalgic.

Sola ui however, seemed distantly cold, even for a magus.  So while Kayneth was away for matters that only pertained to him, Jack prepared a kettle of tea to try to understand her better.

“It seems you have grand desires Ms. Nuada-re Sophia-ri.  I think that’s admirable.”

“Unfortunately, I can’t absolutely guarantee your name to the grail…but I can transform into just about anything and can be quite handy. If there is anything within my abilities you would like me to assist you with, I’d be delighted ”

       Strange. One would have thought they had summoned a Servant and not a literal servant. For a Berserker class, he was strangely calm with all things considering. Most of his class were of the chaotic sort, draining mana and resources from their impulses and heightened instability. It was difficult to believe Jack the Ripper before her could possibly be that class; an Assassin would have made more sense, honestly. Resting stiffly against the center island in the hotel suit’s kitchen, Sola-Ui watched Jack prepare a kettle of tea, the edges of her lips curling into a faint smile from his remark. “As you should. More people should be willing to aim higher than settling for less,” she answered, speaking in a matter of fact fashion, “Imagine how better off people could be if they decided they were deserving of something greater.” 

       Waving a hand, Sola-Ui didn’t bother with what the Berserker said, finding his words somewhat displeasing. “There is no need for you to say that. I have already envisioned the Grail within my fiance’s possession that it might as well be reality.” However, leaving her behind with their Servant to tend to whatever business of his wasn’t entirely promising nor strategic. At least a cup of tea would probably soothe her frustration. Head titling, her interest perked. “Oh, really? Anything? Is there any limitations to this power of yours?” 

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@souleclipsed​ ❤︎’d for a lyric starter !!

              “I'm not defensive                   —  I'm simply being cautious” 

When He Sees Me | Sara Bareilles

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me, just trying to be a good noodle and make pretty icons for sola and @lovcspot gotta inspire me to make this monstrosity

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“He licked his lips. ‘Well, if you want my opinion–’ ‘I don’t,’ she said. ‘I have my own.’” - Toni Morrison, Beloved (via the-book-diaries)

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* random act prompts

send a symbol for our muses to interact!

💨 catch my muse in a lie 

🛑 stop my muse from doing something reckless

🥄 feed my muse when they’re ill or injured

🔍 help my muse find a lost item

⚠️ clean up my muse after a fight

⚓ keep my muse anchored (anxiety, nightmare, etc.)

🔫 take a bullet for my muse

🛁 give my muse a bath

🛏️ carry my muse to bed

☠️ protect my muse

✋ hold my muse’s hand

🔪 stab my muse (accident, on purpose)

🚗 leave town with my muse

🕯️ remind my muse that they matter

💥 our muses share a tense moment

📖 our muses read a story

🎀 give my muse a gift

👊 our muses train

🌹 teach my muse something (include details)

🗝️ our muses share a quiet moment

🥪 our muses have a snack

🧡 for an eskimo kiss

❣️ for a top of the head kiss

💛 for a kiss on the cheek

💞 for a kiss on the hand

🖤 for a kiss on a wound (bruise, scar, etc.)

💚 for a forehead kiss

🔥 for an angry and relieved hug

💙 for a hug that won’t be remembered

🤔 for an unwanted hug

🎧 for a calming hug

💧 for a tearful hug

😩 for a ‘ forgive me ’ hug

💟 for a happy hug

🛸 for a goodbye hug

🎉 for a hug filled with laughter

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@goldcncrowned ❤︎’d for a lyric starter !!

        “Pardon me for my lack of excitement, but I'm not entirely thrilled.”   

Pardon Me | He Is We

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@fogboundgentleman ❤︎’d for a lyric starter !!

            “Towers of gold are still too little. 

       “These hands could hold the world, but it'll never be enough.”  

Never Enough | The Greatest Showman

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@accidentalphenom ❤︎’d for a lyric starter !!

               “I know him. That can’t be.        That’s that little guy who spoke to me all those years ago.”

I Know Him | Hamilton

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@lovcspot ❤︎’d for a lyric starter !!

 “If you keep talking to me through this darkness, through this night...”

       “I'll be all right.” 

Jump | Rakuen OST

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LYRIC STARTER CALL !!

hit that heart if you’d like a starter : ))  these will be based on lyrics (mostly musicals omg) since they’re easier for me to make, but don’t worry! i will make sure that they’re fitting and everything for our muses.  

capping @ 5 !!

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       Something I am purposely trying to avoid with Sola is basing her portrayal on how the anime made her out to be. She wasn’t given any depth and treated as just Kayneth’s fiance. Just Kayneth’s “wife” or that woman that willing to allow herself to become swept away by her fiance’s Servant. She never truly got to stand on her own as a character due to being stuck in the role of just “the partner” of a prestigious magus and overshadowed by his accomplishments. I want Sola to just be Sola. She has her own background that is addressed in the light novel, detailing how she was not as highly placed as a magus due to her brother inheriting the Sophia-Ri’s Magic Crest, leaving her with limited options. Her marriage to Kayneth was only to seal an heir with both her powerful magical circuits and his own, joining their families. That alone would no doubt leave her in an unpleasant position as she is viewed as someone that can only offer her hand in marriage, a child, and the connections of her family. 

The marriage of the two renowned families, Archibald and Sophia-Ri; the union of prodigy and department head’s daughter — This was a popular topic in Clock Tower. The Sophia-Ri family crest had been passed on to the first son though, so Sola was not very highly placed as a magus. But through her veins still flows the ancestral magus blood of the Sophia-Ris. The union of Sola, her Magic Circuits many times greater than average, and the prodigious Kayneth would definitely bring about a generation of even greater excellence. But the glorious future as perceived by outsiders may not be that happy for the people involved. 

       Sola has every reason to be unhappy with her circumstances, and when someone is in a situation makes them unhappy, resentment can grow. Her bitterness toward Kayneth is a product of bad circumstances; however, she already knew this was what her future would be. It was something she accepted a long time ago as —  “Recalling her past, she had frozen her heart ever since she reached the age of reasoning. Sola, born into a family of magecraft with a legitimate heir, had no room for feminine emotion in her upbringing. The blood of magecraft, continually refined generation after generation. Her worth had been reduced to that. In other words, ever since her birth cry, she had no purpose other than arranged marriage. She felt no regret, harbored no questions; there was no leeway for her to choose. She willingly obeyed the agreed marriage arrangements decided by her parents.” — Sola already understands her situation, and yet of course, there would be animosity toward Kayneth. 

       Their poor relationship was not a “Kayneth problem” or a “Sola problem”; it is unfair to point fingers at either of them when they’re both a result of powerful magical families marrying and having children to further the line. In the anime, there really isn’t any depth on this at all or anything that gives to why she conducted herself as she did. So, since I’ve mostly rambled on and on without really getting to a point, I don’t want to reduce her to less than that since Sola is a powerful magus and has her own prestige and power that she could carry by herself. 

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"You really don't know me at all, do you?" // diar!

mama mia starters || accepting@iimplexus

       She knew of his legend and his name, yet knowing one’s past and present did not mean she was acquainted with the person that stood before her. Diarmuid was a Servant to the man she would one day call her husband thus sealing the arrangement of their factions. A political engagement; nothing more or less than that. Raising a brow, Sola-Ui straightened her posture and placed a hand on her hip, uncertain why such a question needed to be said. “What sort of answer would you have me say, Lancer? Is there something specific you are seeking?” She wasn’t someone to beat around the bush nor go back and forth as if conducting an interview. “As I have read, books speak of your name, but I presume that isn't what you want to hear.” 

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Flat had never been to a public school before.  He thought his parents were going to home school him–and they had for a short while, but that had been quickly changed after they had other plans.

“I see!  So an island is completely surrounded by water and a peninsula is connected to land…!”

“By the way, thanks for helping me understand this stuff, I’ve never been taught it before…”

       “That’s precisely what it is.” Her position wasn’t intended to teach grade school academics, and not at all to Clock Tower students that should have arrived with such basic knowledge on their own. It was the responsibility of the parents to supply their children with that information before sending them off into the magi world to be swallowed whole by those superior. However, knowledge and power could only get someone so far before there was a barrier; she knew that too well in her experience. “You’re welcome, I suppose.” A brow raised, a little off-put by his gratitude. Though he was a student and a magus, it was certainly hard to believe he was one. Appearances were rather deceiving these days... 

       “Geography? No one bothered to teach you a fundamental as that? I would suggest you start studying on your own then. Knowing where you are coming and going can be useful.”

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🙄 roll their eyes at my muse

@lovevcid // nonverbal rp starters

       Such impertinence on this Master’s behalf, to roll her eyes at Archer.

       The gesture does not go unnoticed by him – he, who perceives much more than he lets on. Though his opponent is clearly the Lancer class Servant before him, her brazen display of disrespect is what catches his attention, giving the King of Heroes pause in his grandiose speech of what it means to hold power beyond recognition.

       Vermilion irises narrow dangerously, focused solely on the individual he spies over Lancer’s shoulder. ❝WENCH, by what right does a mere mortal believe she can exude such disdain for the divine?❞

       His menacing snarl isn’t without its bite, however. Behind the King of Heroes, several brilliantly golden rifts ripple open to reveal the heads of several weapons; swords, spears, and axes loom overhead, prepared to launch at the victim he so chooses to skewer. Attention turned to the enemy Servant once more, Archer lifts his chin in his indignant rage.

       ❝ GROVEL before me, plead for my mercy, and I may yet consider culling you curs swiftly. ❞