πΎπΌπΎπππΎπ : indie portrayal of π°πππΊπ° ππ΄π½πΉπΎππΈπ½ as seen in ππΆπΎ πΆπ. permanent semi-hiatus, not affiliated with the rpc, highly selective. established march 2025. written by steph, early 30s. psds by ariapsds, cavalierfou, and kingsleigh. icon raws.
relevant sidenotes : while the original yugioh anime series, and parts of 5d's, influenced my childhood and adolescence, i lack nostalgia for gx and i do not abide by the fandom's perception of the show. ( if you write a gx muse, please read this. ) as much as i love the premise of the story and the potential of the characters, i've grown out of taking the card game as seriously as the characters do, so you can expect canon divergences. my portrayal does not follow the manga timeline, nor do i know much about arc-v. in fact, i have zero knowledge of any other chapter in the franchise.
english is not my mother tongue and my prose is ratherΒ meta-heavy. Β if you reckon you would be bothered by that, i advise against following.
i welcome pre-established relationships, plotted or improvised threads and duplicates. i neither practice exclusives, nor am i part of an affiliated group of people, but i practice having mains if anyone is interested in it.Β this muse is single-shipped with gxtchas, each and every other interaction will be platonic, familial or antagonistic.
in addition to the previous point : a discussion for a dynamic between our muses is the best way to start interactions with me as established context will help a lot with sending in inbox prompts. of course, i don't expect to plan out a whole novella for a thread but i greatly appreciate mutual exchange of ideas. continuations of replied asks is the most common method to start threading. i also like starter calls sometimes to break the ice, but i post them rarely myself, and if i do, it will mostly be for one-liners that can be built upon.
i beg you tag your callout posts properly. Β do notΒ involve me or send me callouts unless someone committed a crime andΒ violated a law. that said, i have no patience for trivial drama, andΒ i avoid people at my own discretion, when i see fit.
mature and potentially triggering content is bound to be present here. Β i will not censor themes such as brain washing, religious imagery and trauma, familial trauma, violence and murder, heavy survivor's guilt, mentions of drowning, cosmic / bodily / psychological horror, fictional political themes as well as war and conquest. Β while i am not particularly fond of erotic interaction, i avoid blogs with minor admins regardless. please, do not expect mutual following if you are belowΒ 21.
blogs / fandoms i have little to no interest in and will likely not interact, unless youβre a close friend or writing partner of mine : genshin / honkai impact, Β anything marvel, or overwatch Β --- list is subject to expansion.
a reason for me to hard block as a visceral reaction is seeing AI generated content on my dashboard ; these include generated music, writing, and images. but also the mere advertisement of / linking to generating products or apps will result in a soft block. i do not need those here.
holding handsγγbuying flowersγγcookingγγcuddlesγγwriting a poem / song / lettersγγholding the door openγγtying shoelaces ( works in platonic and romantic context )γγsharing a milkshake with two strawsγγoffering their jacket when it's coldγγkissing in the rainγγpublicly confessing love. ( outdoors but not among a crowd )
long walks on the beachγγdoing the titanic pose on a boatγγkissing the back of their handγγslow dancingγγintroducing them to their parentsγγlighting candlesγγflower petals on bedγγlove lettersγγstargazingγγbrushing / doing their hairγγpicnicsγγteaching them to play an instrument while gently guiding their handsγγcompliments.
drawing themγγself-made giftsγγmassagesγγproposing with a family heirloom ringγγlending them their favorite book to readγγpaying for dinnerγγsurprise partiesγγfeeding themγγhanding them keys to their apartmentγγmaking space in drawer for their clothes when they stay overγγsharing a blanketγγcouple costumes.
tucking a hair strand behind their earγγkeeping them from leavingγγmoving cities to be togetherγγblowing a kissγγbreakfast in bedγγdefending them in a fightγγjoint bubble baths ( yes it can include a rubber duck for the whimsy )γγdropping the l-bomb / "i love you"γγdedicating a song to themγγwearing their clothes ( jackets are snuggly )γγyawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movieγγgranting them the last bite.
as mentioned before i am currently bad at committing to singular calls and would like to try a variant that allows for spontaneous interaction rather than following the pressure of immediate, prompted ones. if you like this post you give me permission to do the following anytime the muse strikes :
plotting ! plotting and discussing dynamics helps a lot with interaction because chances are that if you don't write a ygo muse, our interactions will have to be set in a crossover, or a new verse, and / or i don't actually know your muse that well but might have followed back because they looked interesting, so it helps to find out more about them and go from there. also even within the ygo setting, sometimes interactions can be a bit complicated given how each series is mostly a standalone thing. if we got a plot already established, we can still create new verses and au's for fun.
writing starters ! my starters are usually one line or up to a few lines but they tend to kickstart scenarios that are already talked about so it is easier to build upon them. if you need a paragraph or more, i don't mind to write starters of that length, but be aware we might need to commit to more detailed plotting to know what we are going for, and not to sound like the meme, but i require context.
inbox things ! can be unprompted things or prompted memes but otherwise self explanatory. and adding to the point already mentioned but if we have context behind our interactions, i will be able to send more than just a few meme prompts, and i will also be able to navigate easier as to which memes to send to you.
continuing asks ! this is actually the primary way through which i've had interactions at present, but i know sometimes continuing asks can be overwhelming so i will only reply if the answer is open enough to add something nice that can develop the dynamic or the scene.
additional side notes : of course, i understand if you answer to some things easier and to others less so, don't feel pressured to respond to literally everything i send. also feel free to approach anytime in turn.
π° πΏπΈπ²ππππ΄ // a single image reminding you of someone or something you've lost, something you don't want to live without. you can't seem to move on, to accept life has changed, to live again. you're trapped in the picture, in the past. maybe this was a lost family member or friend, maybe this was a sickness that isn't going away, maybe this was sinking into depression. but you can't help but remember how life was before, how life after will never be the same, and can't help but feel that nothing in the future will be able to fill the hole the past left. nothing lasts forever β¦ right ?
within treacherous white, the gallows consumes her by the neck and her corpse is thrown towards the belly of a looking glass. traces of stardust exist alongside auburn filaments, twinkling holy in the face of poise and milky flesh. she dreams of endless edifice and fractured skies falling down on her like rain, but instead of rippling patters β it is the sound of shores that echoes a busting ambiance in her ear. the terrain beneath her heels was unpleasant, rocky and coarse with sinking gravel. footsteps after footsteps leads her towards your silhouette, like a guiding brazier made in your shape and dyed in the color of your eyes. how delightfully wondrous, fortuna has blessed her to you and she in turn beams like a kaleidoscope dancing on shifting patterns. β i would be all bruised up if i actually did, wouldn't i ? β head tilts to the medley of her own curiosity, lips pouting so soon after the thought. β i do get bruised rather easily, so i do hope such scenario could be avoided β polite cadence merely speaks in response, despite the fragments that delves itself silently within her skull. β although am i correct to assume that you are no local here ? β
ππΎ πΌπ°ππ π΄π» π°π π³πΈπ΅π΅π΄ππ΄π½π πππΏπ΄π πΎπ΅ π·πΎπΏπ΄ ππ°π ππΎ ππ΄π΄ πππΎ ππΈπ³π΄π πΎπ΅ ππ·π΄ ππ°πΌπ΄ π²πΎπΈπ½ ;Β one could have looked at these women, weary in eating luminescence, and reckon how the empyrean reached to contain them inside their fabled box.Β she was one to break through law and limits, a mute rebel feasting on sparse crumbs far into the road of her struggle. the fists clenched in spite. the air around her, light and mixed with the bite of sea salt.Β she indulged questions once hers were half-heartedly answered.Β she was good at doing the most of it with little.Β she was good at giving and retreating before she took anything more.Β β not exactly, no.Β but iβve been staying here to look for someone.Β while i got a hunch iβll find clues here, my efforts havenβt been fruitful so far. β she gazed upon the horizon waiting for a sign, and the sign came wrapped in smooth skin and mournful white, bridal symbology in parallel to hers evermore projected upon.Β she shall not dare assume the hauntedness behind your soft, unmarred smile and courtesy, or the lack thereof, the emptiness of yours Β βΒ broken out of the box, and nothing kept within no longer.Β β that being said, if you donβt remember your name either, what should i call you, miss ? β
within joyous pleasantry, you shine bright. words tumbling down from the curvature of your mouth with a timbre most delectable. softly in grace, yet longing embedded onto pre-marital bliss. the unobtainable princess of gold β stands before starry asteria, in the height of of jubilation. different from the last time they had encountered each other, you are now a goddess to be wed and this titaness could not be happier for the lifted weight that once plagued your tender heart. β if that is your wish, than i shall not interfere. β tender compassion is but a reflection of venerable patience and forlorn beauty. here, is where she shines from the rest of the divines : from the bottom of her heart, she wishes you happiness. β but he is kind to you, yes ? β parroted words are made from celestial sincerity forged from deep concern. rumors among rumors plagues honey skies and empirical paradise, and though she has grown indifferent : she cares about you. β it's not an easy thing, loving someone who is meant for war. there will certainly be trials of turbulation β but as long as you both are sincere, you will certainly become each other's dearest pillar of support.β // @omorrow
ππ·π΄π½ π° πΆπΎπ³ π»πΎπ π΄π³ , πΈπ π²π°πΌπ΄ ππΈππ· ππ·π΄ πΌπΈπΆπ·π πΎπ΅ ππ·π΄ ππΊπΈπ΄π ;Β dear asteria, you knew it for the better, and your niece of second degree had yet to learn that all good things must eventually decompose into stellar specks.Β among divinities were hundreds of amorous tales told and only yours compared to what the splendid charis imagined as the very definition of what aphrodite was supposed to represent but failed to.Β the faintest notion of having one such true tale of her own weaved her fingers into a shy prayer.Β β y-yes. βΒ Β she revealed a yes to everything.Β her betrothed was kind. he was not easy to love, until he was : soaked in spilled gore and preened clean for her again, all bruise-painted and battle-hungry, then all mildness and healing.Β she related to his equilibrium of death and creation without the cold of his winters gracing her skin.Β and he only ever aspired to offer her his better parts, his spring and slightly war-singed daisies.Β at the visualized portraiture of his smileβs sweet crease, she sighed a long but serene exhale, and her folded hands continued their tangled hold. Β
β there were so few in my life who were truly kind to me, and, aside from you, of course, he is one of them.Β he is absolutely imperfect. he is human and i want him to be human, for the other option is for him to become a monster with a crown, β or worse, one of us,Β β and even if so, he tries his best when i ask, he dreams with me about our future, and this is all i can ever hope someone would do for me.Β if anyone is to be my new home, then i can only picture him. βΒ then all prayers and confessions tied themselves into a knot of restraint.Β she was too happy.Β more than she should have been.Β more than political circumstances gave her the leeway to, more than entrapped titans were, more than the laws of the cosmos made sense of it.Β she did not know what to do with it, where to place it, and avoided the violets which observed her being too happy, the shame of apparent unearned bliss creeping up on her and pinching its possible wrongfulness into the core.Β β look at me babbling, how embarrassing.Β please, do not tell him i did that, aunt asteria. βΒ
Unexpected vet bill has screwed me over until the end of the month. SIGH. Sooo, once again, I'm offering to make little graphics, headers, pinned posts. tentatively accepting icon borders too. (I'm still learning how to layer things in a way that's easier for others to use.)
this is the last time I'll be doing this because THANKFULLY I'll be doing much better financially starting on the 29th. prices will only be 5 - 10 dollars <3
i'm so fascinated by asuka's refusal to go beyond what's matter of fact at the beginning, and the only reason she revealed the thing about fubuki is to warn her classmates with the truth that there were real victims involved in the rumors they heard, so they wouldn't get themselves in trouble. she never says how she is actually feeling, or clarifies what her dynamic with her brother is, and the only thing that gave away how hurt she is, is the flower she left by the entrance that judai saw before. she feels herself arguing over something that affects her and retreats, she retreats and doesn't ask for help. up until this episode ( 5 ) all we've seen of asuka was this well-established, well-versed, 'confident' girl who doesn't seem to exactly fit into the elitism mold of the school she attends regardless of how highly praised she is, but that's one side of the coin. the other side, her struggle and her suffering, isn't revealed until the mask slips for a single second.
she also keeps doing that in the scene where judai asks for fubuki's well-being after he was found but had no memory and was so traumatized he couldn't even properly talk. and judai asks for her as well because she still would keep it matter-of-factly, she still wouldn't speak beyond that, even though ... she finally could, because someone other than ryo finally cares enough to understand her. but as soon as it's about her or something that affects her, again she retreats by changing the subject.
but even when it comes to ryo, whom she states herself she sees as her older brother, she feels apologetic to have 'assumed upon him so much', and assuming upon him simply means to gaf about someone whose disappearance was covered up, to not leave him in the shadows, and to have allowed someone into her life and not leave her all alone in her grief. keep in mind, fubuki went missing when she was 13-14 ish and she tells ryo that when she is 16, yet she feels sorry that she couldn't handle those years by herself. she isn't SUPPOSED to handle that alone, she is just a KID, a kid who got abandoned along with her brother, yet she expects herself to handle it because the world around her just won't care or listen anyways, she knows the world as one that forgets about or exploits its children, and she got no other choice than adapting to that.
reblogging one time with original tags : #how many times and how casually do you think she might have been gaslit to arrive into the first season as an already defeated child #who had to grow up too fast because no one would bother to take her word for anything #how many times do you think she begged people to listen to her to get to this point #and they told her to get over the fact that her brother 'officially' studied abroad; how many times do you think she's been told #by friends if she had any by then; family; teachers even #to let it go; to grow out of her attachment; to accept that she can't keep people with her #and this is fubuki we're talking about mind you; he would have contacted her daily because he loves his sister that much #it's weird that he wouldn't respond to her; it's weird he would just be gone #but the authorities are the ones who are believed and they claim 'it ain't that deep'
ππΎππ πΌπππ΄'π π·π°π½π³πππΈππΈπ½πΆ :Β go here and find a font which resembles your museβs handwriting the closest.
asu's handwriting is likely what you'd expect from someone who takes a lot of notes, a mixture of being neat enough to read while also written fast, slightly tilted into the momentum. but that's assuming she'd eventually shift into writing in roman letters ( the fonts don't really work with japanese script ).
i'm so fascinated by asuka's refusal to go beyond what's matter of fact at the beginning, and the only reason she revealed the thing about fubuki is to warn her classmates with the truth that there were real victims involved in the rumors they heard, so they wouldn't get themselves in trouble. she never says how she is actually feeling, or clarifies what her dynamic with her brother is, and the only thing that gave away how hurt she is, is the flower she left by the entrance that judai saw before. she feels herself arguing over something that affects her and retreats, she retreats and doesn't ask for help. up until this episode ( 5 ) all we've seen of asuka was this well-established, well-versed, 'confident' girl who doesn't seem to exactly fit into the elitism mold of the school she attends regardless of how highly praised she is, but that's one side of the coin. the other side, her struggle and her suffering, isn't revealed until the mask slips for a single second.
she also keeps doing that in the scene where judai asks for fubuki's well-being after he was found but had no memory and was so traumatized he couldn't even properly talk. and judai asks for her as well because she still would keep it matter-of-factly, she still wouldn't speak beyond that, even though ... she finally could, because someone other than ryo finally cares enough to understand her. but as soon as it's about her or something that affects her, again she retreats by changing the subject.
but even when it comes to ryo, whom she states herself she sees as her older brother, she feels apologetic to have 'assumed upon him so much', and assuming upon him simply means to gaf about someone whose disappearance was covered up, to not leave him in the shadows, and to have allowed someone into her life and not leave her all alone in her grief. keep in mind, fubuki went missing when she was 13-14 ish and she tells ryo that when she is 16, yet she feels sorry that she couldn't handle those years by herself. she isn't SUPPOSED to handle that alone, she is just a KID, a kid who got abandoned along with her brother, yet she expects herself to handle it because the world around her just won't care or listen anyways, she knows the world as one that forgets about or exploits its children, and she got no other choice than adapting to that.
