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▌█ ❉▐ ’ LYON
lyon felt at peace, even among the music and drinking guests. “i’m happy you’re feeling good too. did you try any of the cake?”
marriage looked good on her student, even if it was a new look on him. but she would save this observation for later. ❛ ah no, i didn’t get a chance to try it yet, but i hear good things about it, ❜ she said with a small shrug before taking a sip of her drink. ❛ it’s a beautiful party, lyon. ❜
▌█ ❉▐ ’ AILBHE
Charities. Typical Ur, or at least what Ailbhe remembered of the merciful goddess. It had been a while (decades maybe) since she had ventured out of the forest cabin she called home to interact with her kind, after all. Still, Sors’ penchant for… demanding the best stood out in her mind. “Luckily for you, I’m not nearly that picky, that’s my brother’s job. So long as there’s caffeine, I’m good.”
❛ how is he doing? and how’ve you been? it’s been far too long, ailbhe, ❜ ur said warmly as she poured coffee into two cups, handing one to the other goddess and taking a sip for herself before she froze and slowly shook her head. maybe she was being a little too much, something people kept telling her lately. ❛ and sorry for asking about your brother --- haven’t seen mine in a while and i guess i’m sort of ... projecting? is that how mortals call it? ❜
▌█ ❄▐ ’ lyon.
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“i’m happy you could make it, ur. it’s…” the pupil sighs happily, looking around. he hasn’t cried and he probably won’t. “it’s amazing, i think.”
❛ i wouldn’t missed it for anything, lyon. ❜ a light laugh, rare and precious coming from her, dripped from her lips like honey. ❛ and yes, it’s quite the party. ❜
OH DEAREST DARLING CHILD, you have always been so heroically fierce in your softness. && and when they came to steal your light, they found that it had always been rooted in your very heart &&. could not so simply be taken from you. but please, keep these words in your luminous heart; you A L W A Y S should be more than the fire in your veins or the POISON on your lips. &&. you need to be more than the sum of your parts, more than the layers of your mask. you can be EVERYTHING, you can be what it takes to remake the world. — written by jana
but this is what she learned from her mother: always run before you get too close, conceal your talons beneath pale pink nails and a honeyed tongue until the moment is right, smile, smile, smile.
steal his heart, but never let him steal yours / i.s. (via kaladndekars)
GLACIAL. what did two years of suffering in german lk amount to? well, my blog title is really #aesthetic and absolutely not an allusion to any work by any german poet.
"Pokémon Go" based starters
"I don't know you, but can I go into your backyard? There's a Meowth and I need it."
"Oh god there's a Magikarp on my bed."
"You know how I was having nightmares last night? Well, turns out there are six Drowzees in this area and I blame them."
"I'm going to church because it's the nearest Pokéstop and I really need Pokéballs."
"I just caught my seventeenth Weedle. There are too many bloody Weedles around here."
"...So, I used autocorrect to name my Pokémon, and now I have a Beedrill named Steve and a Jigglypuff named Fucker."
"I don't care if it's three in the morning - there's a Pidgeot outside and it will be mine."
"I just wasted four bloody Pokéballs because the Raticate I caught kept breaking them."
"There's a Sandshrew inside that McDonald's but I can't get it because I don't have any money and they have a sign saying only paying customers can go in and play Pokémon Go."
"I'm naming all my Pokémon after my favorite characters and you can't stop me."
"This place is crawling with Rattatas."
"You see that shipwreck all the way out there? Yeah, that's the nearest Pokéstop."
"Most of the people here are playing Pokémon Go and I think that's beautiful."
"To be honest, I name all the Pokémon that I keep so that way they know I'm never going to give them to the Professor."
"I found this Tauros on the pillow next to me last night before I went to sleep."
"The nice thing about collecting so many Pidgeys is that I was able to evolve the one I kept really quickly."
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▌█ ❄▐ ’ THÉRO
normally, no one would be able to sneak up on him. as it was, he was in town currently to meet with with an old friend. no–more like sister. without the shared ichor. however, he was more focused on his phone. specifically, pokemon go. a familiar voice got his attention and he smiled. what a coincidence. “eleos–just the one i’m here to see.” other than his newly caught drowzee.
she was not older than him. at least she did not think she was, and in most situations, the thought would not even cross her mind because typically, her brother could be counted among the more responsible among them. ❛ i don’t doubt that, théro, and i am happy to see you ... it’s been what? two centuries? ❜ she asked, her voice warm and nearly playful. ❛ now, say, didn’t you leave to look for via rather than to ... go hunting for ... pikachus? ❜
it had been a truly long time since she had last been in the presence of the other deity, and eleos --- no, it was ur now --- found her lips curling up into an easy, happy smile as she approached him. if there had ever been another creature she had considered a brother, it would have been him. ❛ théro, ❜ she said, a sense of home washing over her. ❛ it’s been too long. ❜ /// @juraisms
OFFROZENDAYS: independent ur roleplay blog | written by jana | previously icedxflower
Step one: lift your shoulders. breathe like nothing is holding you down; head high, do not look down to the blood and sweat that cakes your chest. they put you here to make you weak but you are winning this battle. Step two: don’t think about who you left behind. they are gone now, but that does not mean you should forget. hold the world in their honor, so even if you are not in their shadow you hold the ground steady when they fall. let your comfort be that with you bearing the weight of the world they will never lose their grip on it. Step three: endure. there’s nowhere to go, nothing to do but stand and bear and prove you are stronger than they ever dreamed. teach your brother the lesson of the strength it takes to never fall even when your knees buckle and your shoulders tremble and your eyes close and you just want your head to fall but you stand straighter to bear the weight of us. —HOW TO BEAR THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD (M.M.) [poem]
▌█ ❄▐ ’ basilevs
嵐. —— ❛ besides YOU ? no. ❜ a sigh leaves lips, drawn out.
❛ —this entire place seems pretty fucking solitary. ❜
❛ me? a suspicious individual? ❜ a chuckle, dry and mirthless. then, a frown. ❛ and yes, though i saw people closer to the village so if you’re looking for company, that’s where to find it. ❜
the world dangles from her strings but it is not enough for her hungry heart, a heart that threatens to devour whatever it touches. because she is a woman who has grown from the girl with the heart that ate a world whole && still felt hunger gnawing deep inside. she talks about the duality of everything, how everyone is both sides of the coin yet no one ever really listens long enough to hear more than the refrain of lovelovelove. she knows that she deserves better than this, that she deserves to be the full song, not just the chorus — but she smiles && says that it is alright, that the world is not quite ready for her truths yet anyway. ( they say pink is a washed out version of red && that red is the colour of love, but her love is the real deal, darker && deeper, truer && more dangerous than any other love. ) — credit [x]
▌█ ❄▐ ’ basilevs
嵐. —— ❛ tsk. perhaps. —i go where i please. ❜
❛ yes, i can see that. would you happened to have seen, while going where you please, any suspicious individuals? ❜
▌█ ❉▐ ’ basilevs
嵐. —— ❛ & who told you that ? ❜
❛ the villagers. something about unexplained accidents so they decided not to allow entry from their side. i guess you came from the other, then? ❜
Everyone has a story. Some, only told half of it. The rest of it; You can see it, through their eyes. Everything they have been through. A few aren’t happy endings. Happy endings are in fairytales. Life isn’t a fairytale.
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▌█ ❄▐ ’ meme: the letter thing
i apologise for not telling you that i would leave town for a longer time … for nearly twenty years. whatever inconvenience my temporary absence caused you, i am quite sorry for that. i hope business went well and that you did marry the man selling the potatoes … jim, i believe? best of luck. — u.
