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「Dreams are a powerful thing. What is it that you seek for yourself?」 closed blog for @septaneus. l i b r a.

[darlingstarlets]

⟨ ⟡⋰⸰ misadventures sentence starters ⟩

“i was lying to you, but you were lying, too.”

“so what’s left to do? what’s left to say?”

“stop making friends, it’s just us.”

“just because you’re screaming for my attention does not mean i will waste my time.”

“what’s your problem, baby?”

“don’t mean to break your heart.”

“kill me if i end up like you.”

“i know that it’s not safe here, you did this to yourself.”

“can you tell that story? it’s my favorite one.”

“you fucking disappointment.”

“i can’t entertain you anymore.”

“don’t cross your boundaries and think that it’s cool.”

“if anything should happen to me, i want you to know i’ve loved you.”

“don’t dance around me, i know what it means.”

“maybe i could swim into your thoughts like your drugs do.”

“i’m not meant for this world, i just don’t see the point.”

“don’t think about it, don’t over think about it.”

“you’d better hide the bullets.”

“together we can fake our own deaths here.”

“i’m just a stupid motherfucker, can’t figure it out.”

“i wanna leap when you want me to fly.” 

“darlin’, i don’t mean to beg.”

“close your eyes, picture you and i.” 

“one day, somebody’s gonna go and get pushed too far.”

“not gonna say what you want me to say.”

“some things are better left alone but thanks for your concern.”

“i’d put a bullet in my head if i ever lost you.” 

“fuck you, no one is gonna ruin all our fun.”

“i’m not everything you wanted me to be.”

“i suggest you pray for a full recovery.”

“what’s happening to me?”

“do you feel the shame inside of you?”

“save yourself, don’t ever look back.”

“hey, what’s on your mind?”

“i think about my life without you and i start to cry.”

“hey, it’s alright; we’ll make it.”

“i love you and i’ll never leave your side.” 

“baby, pull over, tell me: are we concrete?” 

“what would you do without my perfect company to your undressed spine?”

“i think we’re bleeding out.” 

“i’m the one who made you, i’ll be the one who brings you down.” 

“this will be the last time.”

“just give me a signal i’m reaching you now.”

“i’ll teach you to love again.” 

“don’t believe it’s a never-ending summer ‘cause they don’t exist.”

“why am i the one falling apart?”

“you don’t even know you’re an angel.”

“foolish am i, for the times i come and go.” 

“i hope you don’t regret me.”

“this was never my intention after all.” 

“what the fuck did i do?”

“we’re made to destroy.”

“tell me what you want until it hurts.”

“i think we’re in over our heads.” 

“i can’t deny it’s getting worse; trust me, it’s a blessing and a curse.”

“call me if you’re crashing, we’ll take turns.”

“i won’t be here in a year.” 

“if there’s still evidence of us, why can’t that be enough?”

“i don’t mean to drag you down.” 

“all we have are parking lots and nowhere to go.”

“if you love me then show me more.”

“i’d give anything just to surround your dreams.”

“i’m an anarchist in love.” 

[amakuchis-blog]

Having a neat market like this within a reasonable distance to his living assignment was excellent. Of course, he has no issues making treks out to anywhere, but if it was this close he could simply come and go as he pleased for whatever he may need.

And right now, what he needs is… well, alright. Maybe he doesn’t necessarily need it, but the stall filled with scarves of all kinds was calling his name. If there’s one thing he can never get enough of, it’s scarves. And besides, the cooler months were going to be here soon, right? Having a variety to choose from and coordinate was important to him!

“Mmm… this one is nice,” Kaito muses to himself, running violet fabric in between his fingers. He’s so engrossed in his thoughts for a moment that he doesn’t quite notice the person nearby until he finally lifts his head. “Oh, um– were you wanting to look around too? I didn’t mean to be in the way!”

The android shifts to the side, peering thoughtfully at the stranger for a second. Whether they’re actually looking here or not, he’s not sure, but either way he can offer some help. After a second, the scarf he was holding is swapped for a lighter, more subtle colored-one that he holds up and nods.

“If you’re looking for one of these–I think this one might be a good color!”

@nagasrays

[nagasrays-blog]

◈ The market was such a pleasant little place. After much debate, he decided that he needed clothes that weren’t so… Much. Luckily enough for him, he didn’t have to trek all the way to the mall in another district, he could just mosey on down to the open air market and look around tons of different stalls for this, that, and the other thing. Though, admittedly, Libra was not exactly fashion forward.

◈ The blond wandered around, wringing his hands in front of him. There were certainly a lot of things to take in, and there certainly were a lot of vendors calling out to him by saying Miss. It was not clothes, but a head of blue hair that caught his eye. His heart swelled, momentarily, until he got a better look at the person it belonged to. It was, in fact, not his dear prince, but an oddly dressed person.

◈ Though, he didn’t have much room to talk. Libra inched closer, feeling guilty for staring, and pretended to examine the scarves hanging around the wracks. The stranger acknowledged his presence, and Libra shook his head slightly.

“N-no, you’re quite fine...”

◈ He looked at the vibrant scarf the other had been looking at, and tilted his head to the side just slightly. He wasn’t really one for bright colours like that, but maybe he could become a new person? The blue haired man was speaking to him again, and he turned his attention toward him; in his hands was a scarf that looked much more like something Libra would wear if he had to pick something himself. He smiled softly and took the scarf from the stranger’s hands.

“Oh, yes, this is… M-much more my style.”

[nagasrays-blog]

somnusheir:

Wait, he’s actually doing it? 

Honestly, Noctis expected some sort of negative response to his request. Why should this man move aside just because the prince wants some shade? He’s no prince of any nation in this world. So what made the man oblige him and happily step to the side? Noctis supposes it doesn’t really matter because now the other is appropriately blocking the sun from stinging against his eyelids while he tries to nap.

     “Uh, yeah. Thanks.”

He readjusts himself on the bench but even then the railing digs into the back of his neck uncomfortably. As he moves to his side, it only gets increasingly painful to lay there. Noctis sits up against the back of the bench but stays in the bit of shade the other man is providing him. While he himself may not practice any religion, he does recognize the man’s clothing as resembling that which people around Luna would wear.

     “So that outfit… Are you some religious guy?”

◈ The birds Libra was looking at had settled in the trees, probably, and now he had nothing to look at. The young man had wanted him to stand here, though, and he didn’t want to continue his walk to disrupt whatever he was needed for. He smiles gently at the other’s thanks and instead takes the people watching. The blond’s eyes wandered back to the young man though, as he heard his voice again.

◈ ‘Some religious guy’ was a less than eloquent way to put it, and it brought a small chuckle out of him. He supposed that yes, he was. He was mildly shocked but definitely appreciative that the other had registered him as a man. After looking at the other, he supposed that he just wanted Libra to block the sun for his park-bench nap, and he stood a little closer, making sure he was still shading the young man.

“Yes, I am a man of the cloth.”

◈ Libra inspected his clothes for a moment, and realised that maybe he should use the money provided to him from the town to buy something a little, less… War-ready. Libra folded his arms behind his back and smiled softly.

“Are you religious at all, my child?”

[nagasrays-blog]

(augh mobile post, sorry for the small absence, I was really busy yesterday!! I'll get to replying to everyone with all my kids when I get home from work TT v TT

[nagasrays-blog]

🌋 ⛪️

🌋- Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it?

⛪️- Does your muse enjoy attending churches they don’t belong to?

Libra has never been to a church of a religion he doesn’t belong to! Considering really the only other thing religious where he’s from is worshiping the Fell Dragon Grima, which... Directly opposes his own religion. So.

[nagasrays-blog]

🌋- Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it?

🌋- Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it?

But of course! Libra is considered by others to be quite eccentric, and so a lot of actions he takes part in can be considered quite silly. Probably the stupidest thing he's ever done is try to befriend a mole. He just wanted to learn to breach the barrier between speeches to understand another Shepherd.

“It... didn’t work.”

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Unusual questions for your muse

🛌- Does your muse prefer to sleep under many layers of blankets or only under a few? 🎀- Does your muse like to accessorize? What are their favorite pieces of accessories? 🎐- Does your muse like to collect/hoard anything? 🛋- Does your muse like to have company over? 📱- Is your muse the “oversharing” type? 🐰- Does your muse prefer soft, plush textures or smooth and glossy textures? 💎- Is your muse drawn to things that sparkle? 🔖- Is your muse a daydreamer? What do they tend to think about? Have they ever caught themselves while lost in thought? 📰- Does your muse like to read the news? 📇- Is your muse a gossiper? 🕹- What does your muse do to occupy themselves when bored? 🏚- Does your muse like to explore dangerous places? 🌋- Has your muse done something stupid and not regret it? ⛪️- Does your muse enjoy attending churches they don’t belong to? 🛣- Is your muse considered a wanderer? 🐺- Would your muse consider themselves a lone wolf or a social butterfly? 🤝- Does your muse forgive others easily? 🖖- What “Fandoms” would your muse belong to? 🎖- Does your muse enjoy praise? 🎟- Do they like “so bad it’s good” movies? 🎠- Does your muse like amusement parks/carnivals/festivals? 🏝- Could your muse survive on an uninhabited island all by themselves?

[nagasrays-blog]

@teespin​

◈ Something quite concerning had fallen upon this strange place that he had come to live in, and as a man on the cloth, he felt it was his sole duty to protect as many people as possible. He spent every moment he could stand to be awake outside fighting and healing those who had been injured. He also tried to protect and shepherd those who were trying to bring supplies to the academies.

◈ It was quite tiresome, but he had done worse, working not only with the Shepherds, but his magical training and protecting Emmeryn. He was thankful that he had the abilities he did, and he was also thankful his axe had made the journey with him. He did not like inflicting violence upon others, but such things were necessary when brainless things were roaming the streets trying to harm citizens.

◈ He was escorting a small group out of Asphodel when he saw them; a young man was struggling to fend off a small group of what looked like undead magic users ambling after him. Libra assured that the people he was with would be fine for the rest off the way before heaving his axe over his shoulder to make movement easier. The blond hurriedly made his way to the victim.

“Please stand back!”

◈ Libra came from behind, swinging his axe in a wide, horizontal arch, knocking three of the four out for the count. He reared back, hoisted the axe over his head, and cracked the flat side down on the undead’s head, watching it crumple before him. He briskly stepped over the presumably unconscious things and moved closer to the young lavender haired boy.

“Are you alright, my child?”

[somnusheir-blog]

@nagasrays

An ache begins to plague his arm from holding it up over his eyes for so long. The bench isn’t the comfiest thing in the world. Especially when it’s a few minutes past noon and he’s about half a foot longer than it. The prince gives a groan as the sunlight only seems to get brighter. He wouldn’t be out here if it weren’t for Ignis getting at him for never leaving his apartment. Of course, Ignis’ nagging only got worse when Noctis decided to stay in Ignis’ apartment all day instead.

Noctis peaks out from behind his arm to see a robed man standing a few feet away. An idea strikes him and he reaches out towards the others, waving his arm. When it fails to garner any attention, he escalates his rudeness a bit. He’ll apologize later- right now he needs a nap.

      “Hey! …Uh… Stand like two feet to the left?” 

[nagasrays-blog]

◈ The autumn breeze was so pleasing against his skin, not quite chilly enough to bite just yet. The park was a pleasant little place, and he had taken to going on a small strolls, and ever since he arrived here, Libra had found himself becoming easily distracted. It was such a strange place, full of technology like he’d never seen, next to magic that was similar but so different. The scenery was so beautiful, as well.

◈ He was staring, transfixed, at birds flying in formation through the sky when a voice called out to him, quite rudely at that. Libra turned his head slowly, looking for the source. A young dark haired man was calling to him, asking him to… Stand in another place? Libra hummed softly; was he standing in the way of the man’s view of… Something?

◈ Libra looked around him slightly, then back to the young man, before plainly obliging.

“Is this sufficient, young man?”

[nagasrays-blog]

teespin replied to your post: 「　event starter call!! please comment which quest...

(I’m down for quest six if you are too? any is fine though!))

oooh yes!! six is very fitting for libra if u want me to write a starter? :3

[nagasrays-blog]

「　event starter call!! please comment which quest you’d like to do!! ♥

[riothamus]

nagasrays

    So would the curtain close around her life. Her memories set to flash by in a fleeting moment. She had only existed in this time for little more than two weeks. A span of fourteen days which would change her forever. It would change the life of the boy who sat upon her now. Desperation on his face when he heard her wheeze breath back into her lungs. Her eyes yelling at him to do it. 

Sometimes the best way to save another was through death.

While it was not the outcome she had wished for, it was what was best to protect him. Already had she broken her oath enough as is. She wanted to hold on to this at least, the scattered remains. So she closed her eyes in waiting, braced herself for the kiss of steel; freedom.

Instead did sense warp. The dampness of the cavern replaced with an open breeze. The silence made way to the sounds of a bustling city ahead. It wasn’t still she realized there was no weight upon her though that she sat up quickly.

“Alive.”

Quietly did she speak the words as she looked down at her form. Her wounds were healed yet that was not was caused a mixture of emotions to run across her face. No longer was she blackened. Her armor having returned to its silver brilliance, her dress shimmering a royal blue. No longer where the red seals of contamination running across her body.

“Where…. where am I?”

[nagasrays-blog]

◈ His heart felt so dark. To watch Robin fade, just like that, tears were brought to his eyes. Everyone was so burdened by grief that no words were spoken, as they watched their most precious friend disappear right in front of their eyes. However, that overwhelming sadness was overtaken in a second as all was dark around him. His body seemed to shift, and he couldn’t feel himself any longer.

◈ Libra held his breath, and closed his eyes, expecting for something like death to pull him away, for his consciousness to slowly fade just as the Tactician had, but nothing of the sort happened to him. Instead, he felt as he was gently lowered, his lungs filled with fresh air as he could no longer hold his breath. He dared to open his eyes, and he stared up at the clear sky above him.

◈ He was in the strangest place. He slowly looked around; he was sitting on large stone it looked like, and there was no one around but someone else who looked just as perplexed as he was. Libra’s lips parted as he went to ask if she knew what was going on, but she seemed just as confused as him. He stared, her words dying on the tip of his tongue.

“I was just about to ask you the same, mi’lady.”

[redactedbun]

LIBRAAAA. this perdy babu i meant to draw like…the beginning of last fkin year. I didnt have the talent to draw him back then so here he iss noooooowww.Ꮚˊ•⌔•ˋᏊ Im sheepy.

[daifei]

libra