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Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow, though thou be black as night and she made all of light, follow thy fair sun.

IND.PRIV.SEL. RWBY MULTIMUSE FT. CONNECTED OC'S & CANON MUSES | EST APRIL 2021

AS LOVED BY GRACIE (follows for @honeyedstxrlight & @goldandcinders)

heavily affiliated with: @wintereign, @t-havens, @fatepowered & @muse-crow

#;;self promo #;;promo #(figured it was time to update the promo!)#(feel free to rb if you like! <3)#rwby rp #lotr rp #rwby #hazbin hotel rp #helluva boss rp

"You're no good. You think she deserves you?" - Gilded Snow!Cere // @t-havens

memes memes memes | tentatively accepting | @t-havens

Oh, and I’m certain you’re the shining paragon of fatherhood, Cerulean.”

Aurelia scoffed, rolling her eyes hard enough it nearly brought on a headache as she shoved her plate away hard enough for the silverware to rattle against the porcelain. Her appetite had vanished somewhere between his first sentence and now this latest attempt to make himself and this situation sound reasonable. This was ridiculous. She never should have agreed to this meeting and certainly not with him. What had she expected, exactly? An apology? An explanation that could somehow possibly make any of this forgivable?

“And thank you, by the way, for neglecting to mention that she was alive.” Her voice got sharper with every word, the bitterness of what felt like the ultimate betrayal bleeding through the sarcasm as she fixed him with a cold, golden stare. “What a lovely surprise it was to discover that Weiss Schnee—or is it Weiss Krome now? Whatever—is actually my daughter. How long were you planning to keep that from me? Another ten years?”

#thavens #;;answered #;;verse: gilded snow // thavens & wintereign #;;connection: solaris tempestas (aurelia and cerulean)#wintereign #;;muse — aurelia

loisnclark

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 " 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 “ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 .

#;;memes #(something small to soft launch coming back)

completely nuked my inbox and got rid of all my drafts save for a few (long starters someone wrote me and a couple of asks i want to reply to)

hopefully will be back here soon once i catch up on drafts on my asoiaf blog!

#ooc

wintereign

#Wintereign - an indie, selective weiss schnee, unaffiliated with rooster teeth's rwby (but still takes some influences from the show), portrayed heavily with headcanons and lore. re-imagined by kat. est. 2016, re-est 2026.

promo by the lovely @meloraan.

#;;promo #(i made that 👆)

goldandcinders

For too long, women have feared their own fire—mistaking it for madness, for sin, for excess. But the fire is the power of the feminine soul.

IND. SEL. ASOIAF MULTIMUSE | EST MAY 2026

AS LOVED BY GRACIE (follows from @meloraan)

heavily affiliated with: @knightcrowned, @drunkdreamer / @theclimbisallthereis, @ofdragonfireandblood, @zobrizys, @ask-aerion-brightflame, @woventapestries, @velcryons, @alyafae, @knightsigils & @sevynkingdoms / @sapphircd

HIGHEST MUSES: Auriel Targaryen & Daemon I Blackfyre

#(working on coming back here eventually but this is where most of my activity is!)#;;self promo #(one last reblog before i redo this blogs promo too and work on kat’s promo)

goldandcinders

For too long, women have feared their own fire—mistaking it for madness, for sin, for excess. But the fire is the power of the feminine soul.

IND. SEL. ASOIAF MULTIMUSE | EST MAY 2026

AS LOVED BY GRACIE (follows from @meloraan)

heavily affiliated with: @knightcrowned, @drunkdreamer, @theclimbisallthereis & @ofdragonfireandblood

#;;self promo #(bumping this as a reminder of where i am while i decide what drafts and asks i wanna keep here!)

me vs. dropping 99% of my drafts and wiping my inbox to feel better about coming back….hmmm….

#ooc

nora would eat a grimm if she thought it would be tasty btw

@th-aubade

#ooc #;;dash commentary

goldandcinders

For too long, women have feared their own fire—mistaking it for madness, for sin, for excess. But the fire is the power of the feminine soul.

IND. SEL. ASOIAF MULTIMUSE | EST MAY 2026

AS LOVED BY GRACIE (follows from @meloraan)

heavily affiliated with: @knightcrowned, @drunkdreamer, @theclimbisallthereis & @ofdragonfireandblood

#;;self promo #(tehehe 🤭)#(where i have been lately)

moved-aubade

Duo (if you’re stealing it, i want aure and summer!!!)

✧ Duo Meme // accepting ✧

You asked for it, friend~

#;;connection: chiquitita (aurelia and summer)#(twilight this is bullying!!!)#tw: grief

what kind of love do you keep locked away? | tagged by: @mecha-blue | tagging: you! steal it <3

The Love That Never Asked to Be Seen

You don’t speak your love—you sustain it. You exist in the in-betweens: glances held just too long, messages half-typed and never sent, kindnesses you hope they notice. You’ve trained yourself to be low-maintenance, the kind of person who doesn’t need too much, doesn’t take up space, doesn’t break the silence. But in doing so, you’ve made your love invisible. You say you’re protecting yourself—but maybe you’re just scared to ask for something you desperately need. There’s a beautiful, aching warmth in your heart, but no one knows it’s there because you never let it out. Maybe it’s time to stop waiting for someone to guess you’re worth loving out loud—and start believing it yourself.

#ooc #;;headcanon — aurelia #(hahahaha accurate)

@fatepowered continued from here

Laleh tilted her head slowly as she watched the other girl. The motion was subtle, played off as curiosity, but there was something instinctive behind it. Something silent and unforgiving that rushed through her blood like adrenaline. Everything about Andante seemed to pull her in even more. Behind her, her tail gave a single flick, then stilled, like a hunter settling into the brush.

She kept quiet, like she usually did. Why bother with words? At Haven, she’d learned quickly that too much talking just handed people even stronger weapons. They’d twist her words, poke and prod, push until she was cornered. But if she stayed quiet, she could watch. She could listen. She could wait for her moment.

And Andante was…interesting, to say the least. She seemed nervous, skittish even. Like prey that didn’t yet realize it had already been chosen by the predator. Laleh’s gaze locked onto her, dark and intense, weighing on Andante like a hand pressing between her shoulder blades. Dark eyes tracked her every movement; the way her shoulders tensed, the way her eyes refused to meet hers, the subtle shifts of her body that betrayed an itch to run away. It was almost endearing. Almost.

Laleh’s lips curled into a faint, razor-edged smile, with a glint of teeth, like a predator just before they lunged for the kill. She took a step forward. It wasn’t rushed and not aggressive. Just slow enough to make it clear it was intentional. To close the distance by a fraction, the way a wolf might circle its catch rather than chase, confident the outcome had already been decided.

“Is that truly all?”

#fatepowered #;;reply #;;verse: main #(TOXIC YURI LETSSSS GOOOOOOO)#(also playing into the predator wordplay was very fun)

faustique

the older i get, the more i appreciate being out of the loop. don't fill me in, i don't want to know anything about anyone.

#;;musings — aurelia #(hermit in the woods core)

@fatedmuses continued from here

Vermillion couldn’t help the teasing smirk that spread across his lips, tossing it Qrow’s way like a challenge for later. Unfortunately, it only bought him half a second of a distraction before instinct snapped in and he had to twist sharply to the side, barely avoiding the strike that would have clipped his shoulder.

“Now that,” he shot back between breaths, pushing himself a step out of range, “I know I’ll be victorious in. This?” He gestured vaguely between them, already shifting his stance again. “Less confident.”

His lungs burned and it had only been fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes. How in the world did Aurelia and Qrow do this for hours on end, year after year, like it was nothing? And they were still at it at what, nearly forty? Either they were built different or he had severely overestimated his own endurance. Still, he ducked another swing, boots skidding slightly against the ground as he tried to regain footing, his grin straining as he tried to keep up.

Then there was the other problem. What exactly was he supposed to do with his semblance here? It seemed everyone else had semblances that helped in a match. Him? He was half focused trying to keep his sunglasses on his face.

“Genuine question,” Vermillion huffed, trying to buy himself another precious second to catch his breath. “How exactly am I supposed to utilize my semblance in a fight? Can Grimm even get drunk? Because if so, I’ve been underutilizing a very important skill set.”

#fatedmuses #;;reply #;;vermillion #(i know im still on hiatus but….i had to reply to this asap lololol)#;;ship: intoxicated hearts (vermillion x qrow) // fatedmuses

mournfulroses

Makenzie Campbell, from a poem featured in "2 a.m. Thoughts," originally published in 2017

#;;musings — aurelia #;;ship: solaris tempestas (aurelia x cerulean)#thmeridian

Fame is a gun, and I point it blind Crash and burn, girl, baby, swallow it dry You've got a front row seat, and I I got a taste of the glamorous life Love is a drug that I can't deny I'm your dream girl, but you're not my type You've got a front row seat, and I I got a taste of the glamorous life

#;;musings — aurelia #;;playlist

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