* 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘩

OF LIFE ,

[opyre-a]

. . CARRD , AESTHETIC , PLAYLIST , SIDEBLOG .

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐗 : in daylight , and in beauty , from his birth : whose fervid , flickering torch of life was lit / from the sun and stars , whence he had drawn forth / a passionate light such for his spirit was fit / and yet that spirit knew - not in the hour / of its own fervor - what had o’er it power . ( © e . p . )

[royalarms]

i've  made  amends  with  myself  ,  and  i'm  feeling  okay  /  the  voice  in  my  head  keeps  on  telling  me  this  is  the  day  .  /  this  slideshow  of  all  that  i've  seen  and  all  that  i've  done  /  it  plays  over  my  thoughts  on  repeat  ,  like  a  terrible  song  /

i  keep  telling  myself  i  can  make  it  if  i  just  press  on  /  but  these  hauntingly  beautiful  memories  tell  me  i'm  wrong  .  ©

. . . this is the end

[royalarms]

this is a hiatus / very low activity notice :) in case it wasn't already obvious lmfao. noct muse has been pretty low, so i'm just letting y'all know! i don't plan on leaving this blog at all, just taking a little break. college + mental health + other hyperfixations are taking over rn haha

[opyre-a]

“ Do you remember the time when we drank so much milk it spilled all over , and the maids thought you had an accident ? ” :) ⸻ @glacierites

𝓐  sudden  embarrassment  tinges  his  cheeks  a  shade  of  pink  ,  spreading  rather  quickly  to  the  tips  of  his  ears  .  despite  it  ,  he  recalls  the  memory  fondly  ,  as  it  is  not  often  that  he  recalls  such  pleasantries  from  the  past  they  shared  .  she  reminds  him  that  there  was  a  time  where  things  were  more  peaceful  ;  when  they  were  ignorant  enough  to  find  some  form  of  bliss  in  their  day  -  to  -  day  .〝   to  think  i  had  let  myself  forget  .〝   he  offers  a  chuckle  that  almost  sounds  half  -  miserable  .  there  are  many  emotions  to  feel  regarding  what  once  was  ,  but  he'd  opt  to  relish  in  the  joys  of  it  ,  if  only  for  a  moment  ,  deserving  of  it  or  not  .

〝   they  rushed  me  quite  promptly  to  my  quarters  .  it  was  a  rather  awkward  sequence  of  events  when  all  was  said  and  done  .〝   he  smiles  at  her  briefly  ,  〝   and  you  stayed  quiet  ,  as  if  you  hadn't  a  clue  .〝

[glacierites]

duality is writing about assassin jill and enduring this slander.

[opyre-a]

me when i know i should be doing algebra homework :

joshua ..................

[opyre-a]

〝  are you saying this because it's the right thing , or because you really want to go ?〝 ⸻ @valistheanshield

𝓦hat  is  right  often  defies  all  want  or  desire  ;  he  knows  this  truth  so  painfully  well  .  still  ,  clive  speaks  ,  and  a  certain  defense  bubbles  from  the  depths  of  his  heart  .  something  born  many  moons  ago  ,  still  planted  in  the  grave  of  their  past  ;  a  death  he  does  not  long  to  dig  for  .  his  head  cants  from  side  to  side  ,  golden  fringe  tickling  his  cheeks  as  it  sifts  with  his  movement  ;  he  can  hold  his  own  now  ,  most  of  the  time  ,  and  this  incessant  need  to  prove  himself  so  stems  from  his  brother's  inability  to  accept  it  .  he  sighs  quietly  ,  and  his  words  pass  his  lips  like  an  aching  revelation  riddled  with  disappointment  ,  〝  you  still  doubt  me  .〝

he  straightens  his  back  despite  the  pain  that  manifests  in  his  chest  .  he  is  stronger  than  he  used  to  be  ,  braver  ,  ever  -  willing  to  put  his  life  on  the  line  in  service  to  others  in  the  belief  that  such  a  notion  should  be  well  -  received  ,  despite  who  knows  it  .  〝  i  am  going  with  you  ,  brother  .  it  was  not  a  request  .〝

[wistreaa-deactivated20250208]

his hope has survived against things much sharper than her own pessimism, and perhaps the raven has always envied the phoenix in that regard : joshua has yet to allow hope to die, keeping it warm like a hearth ... while kira clings to it painfully, as though it is the absolution she seeks; as though she is certain she would die without it. for what is life when there is no hope? and she is left with naught but the violence that chokes the life out of her lungs. she must keep going, because she does not know what to do otherwise. not when the raven picks up her sword each day and braves against the akashic in hopes that today is the day she will be allowed to rest, but she still remains stubborn [ ... ] kira does not know what the proper way to die is. if she loses against someone, her dying act would be a loss, and she could not bare to have that as her legacy.

❛    you can't truly think i'd accept that, do you? our bond has long since passed the need for a transaction in coin, joshua.     ❜  kira sounds vaguely amused, if anything. they were not strangers to pay in the way one would a mercenary, nor was she one to be hired these days. ❛    put your gil away. i do not take pay from friends, and you are one who remains very dear to me, lest my sharp tongue convince you otherwise.    ❜

a sigh escapes her, ❛     traveling just like old times, then?    ❜  her lips lift into a grin, ❛    alright. where are we headed?     ❜ 

[opyre-a]

addressed to : @wistrea ,

𝕿 here  is  a  form  of  relief  that  washes  over  him  like  a  wave  upon  the  sand  ,  carrying  the  grains  of  hesitancy  and  tension  into  depths  untreaded  as  they  speak  .  he  would  let  out  a  passive  laugh  ,  breathy  as  it  escapes  into  the  atmosphere  ,  almost  hiding  himself  for  assumptions  so  poorly  articulated  .  such  trivial  matters  and  fleeting  emotions  when  compared  to  the  fate  of  the  world  ,  the  over  abundance  of  aether  and  the  akashic  wrought  with  it  .  even  the  faintest  smile  inspires  a  heart  -  worn  guilt  .

〝  forgive  me  .  i  acted  on  assumptions  and  disregarded  what  i  knew  to  be  true  .  the  passage  of  time  can  be  a  cruel  oversight  .  i  meant  nothing  to  offend  your  character  .  〝

and  he's  reminded  that  there  are  times  that  others  care  for  him  too  ;  perhaps  not  in  the  manner  or  ways  in  which  he  feels  or  expresses  his  compassion  .  but  they  do  .  and  he  is  within  his  right  to  believe  them  in  times  such  as  this  .  〝  and i'm  afraid  your  way  with  words  has  naught  to  do  with  it  .  〝  and  he  smiles  ,  more  confidently  this  time  ,  like  he  means  it  .  like  he's  allowed  to  feel  it  .  〝  south  ,  beyond  drake's  fang  .  to  the  abandoned  village  of  vamare  .  if  we  are  lucky  ,  it  may  yet  be  spared  from  the  aetherfloods  .〝

[opyre-a]

oh yeah ! i figured i should mention with the release of the pc version ! my blog is ... a walking spoiler and for that..well. i cannot help it. but other than the blatantly obvious, i will do my best to keep key plot points / ending material/discussion relatively minimal and tagged when they show ! at least for a month after pc release !

[glacierites]

𝐢 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞

—— 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 !

# 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 - independent, low-activity, extremely canon divergent portrayal of 𝐽𝐼𝐿𝐿 𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑅𝐼𝐶𝐾, dominant of shiva, from ff16. inspirational is fairly whimsical with huge inspiration of winter and celtic mythologies. dearly cherished by ailli ( she / her / 25+ / pst ). established on may 2023 / re-established on sept 2023. pre-release influence remains heavily within this blog's interpretation. permanent mood : vibing. currently semi-affiliated with the FF roleplay community.

𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

this is a canon divergent blog. i made this blog probably a month before the game's release and due to that there are some personal headcanons and plots that i am not willing to part with despite the game's release. i want to focus more on jill's journey to healing after her 13 years of servitude. i want to see jill as a survivor first and foremost and find freedom in her choices. by default : this blog will follow 25 year old jill's journey, which is prior to the 5 year time skip. i do not acknowledge ultimania.

—— 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐰.

[opyre-a]

𝓦 rite write write write . words words words words words . 〝 dialogue dialogue dialogue . 〝 this is a test post ! yippie !

[mcflymemes]

TREASURE PLANET (2002) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the disney film, adjust as necessary

you're gonna rattle the stars.

now you listen to me, [name]. you got the makings of greatness in you, but you got to take the helm and chart your own course.

look at you, glowing like a solar fire.

you're something special, [name].

let me make this as... monosyllabic as possible.

how did i describe them?

i said something rather good this morning before coffee.

there you go. poetry.

i'm an astronomer, not a doctor!

i am a doctor, but i'm not that kind of doctor. i have a doctorate. it's not the same thing. you can't help people with a doctorate.

you just sit there and you're useless.

i won't bore you with my scars.

oh shut up. you know i don't mean a word of it.

i'm starting to see my life pass in front of my eyes.

you have wonderful eyes.

yes, you. i have a question.

is it that your body is too massive for your teeny-tiny head, or is it that your head is too teeny-tiny for your big fat body?

i have one more question.

is this yours?

well, this has been a fun day.

without the map, we're dead.

if we try to leave, we're dead.

what a joke.

at least you taught me something.

that's just what i'm gonna do.

you still don't know how to pick your fights.

are you saying this because it's the right thing, or because you really want to go?

playing games, are we?

thanks for the lift, guys.

don't mention it.

this is the answer to all our problems!

don't you remember? all those stories?

would you please explain how ridiculous this is?

it's totally preposterous! traversing the galaxy alone!

now at last we hear some sense.

you flatter me, [name].

i feel like such a useless weakling.

stay out of trouble!

that was more fun than i ever want to have again.

so... uh. how'd that happen anyway?

i've got two new friends i'd like you to meet.

are your parents around?

i've got some plans to make people see me a little different.

sometimes plans go astray.

you take care now.

this should be a wonderful opportunity for the two of us to get to know one another.

with the greatest possible respect, zip your howling screamer.

we're about to get under way!

i'll follow you.

you know the rules.

maybe your ears don't work so well.

i just don't want to see you throw away your entire future.

i don't know how you manage it.

did you actually aim for that?

what is all this stuff?

wait wait wait! what about the treasure?

i don't want to lose you.

i'll make you proud.

i'm sorry, my memory isn't what it used to be.

i say we kill them all now.

all my life, i've been waiting for an opportunity like this.

[tutelaris]

there was something in his gaze that nearly hard her turn away, a tenderness that made her feel as though

his hand wrapped around her wrist, & she suddenly forgot what it meant to breathe. the gentle caress of his fingers against her skin brought heat & a flush to her face–––– one of the infinite reminders that the undying could never fully train the human out of her, that there was a living soul within her that could not be trained away.

jote was not so bold as to call him her home. though she returned the sentiment, it would be far too familiar for her station ( & she forced herself to remember that he could not mean it with the same conviction that she would ), but she would not let him think that she would ever consider changing her mind.

“ make no mistake, your grace, ” her words were gentle, but stern. her wish for him to know that she spoke in simple truths was clear in every syllable. this was, very likely, the closest she would ever allow herself to get to a true order in a moment that had nothing to do with his safety. “ the only way i would ever forsake myself on this journey is if i were to leave you. ”

she took her free hand into her own, a motion that she knew she could only manage because they were alone. in her heart, it was a necessity. she needed him to know that she meant this. “ there is no order that could tether me to you more than my own desire. ”

[opyre-a]

and his tenderness still is unbeknownst to him ; some ingredient that shifts between and within the very make of his person , the fabrication of his cells . he is not tender , rather , tenderness is him . wholly and completely . even his wrath , despite his inability to hold it within his hands , is ruled by the warm light of a campfire . the heat of an inferno , the sacrificial wings of a bird that is to be martyred before its kingdom in a fit of disgrace ; madness . he is to never lose his composure , lest he be crowned duke of scorn . these thoughts stay with him like an old scar , wounds bound with time , flesh ever - marred .

still , when he meets jote's eyes , he is greeted with the present , and what is he feels is forbidden even by the thoughts of his own . life has played them a cruel hand , certainly . she dodges his glance just long enough to leave him hollow , cold , yearning for the hand that clasps around his in a moment's disappearance . he is graced , in the moment that their fingers lay platonically atop one another's , by an angel of divine spirit ; overwhelmed with something he will never accept as his .

her honesty is present in the way it always is , the way he has grown to know so well , and he is grateful for her transparency in a world built on fallacies . yet , he doubts . . . he doubts because there is something so far within his heart , born of the way he was raised , that he cannot trust the tenderhearted intentions of anyone , let alone someone who offers him protection . that is a wound of his that has known no healing .

❛ tell me , jote . if i were not - ❜ he halts his words , despite the serious press of his initial tone , knowing they are akin to sacrilege in a religion born of his existence , ❛ apologies . . . the thought slipped my mind before i could voice it . ❜ a lie ; an obvious one at that , as he is not one who often ' forgets ' , always speaking with meaning and well - thought intention . he supposes even now , he's let his guard down with her . . . as he's often guilty of doing . ❛ i am grateful to you . you do know that , i'm sure . ❜ and he dismisses himself , as if what he's said matters not at all in the tragedy that is their path .

[opyre-a]

addressed : @benydikta ,

there is bitterness that lurks in the hollows of the pain in his chest , and he feels its presence with his every breath . a pang of dull hurt becomes almost staggering with each beat of his heart , which hastens further with every footfall that draws him closer to the woman whose very presence gifts him with dread . and yet , he continues , in some naive ideal of hope for peace , or , knowing chaos , but he prays irreligiously for a conversation nonetheless . her existence in the hideaway has brought him nothing but unease , and as he's purposefully avoided her every move , despite knowing she , by now , must have conversed at least once with his brother , he wonders how it went .

so , when rumor had befallen his ear , he led himself toward the place he'd heard of her residence . and when he sees her , seated at the edge of the bar , he's forced to repress a quelled anger that resurfaces to the palms of his hand , alight with the animosity of betrayal , but just numb enough that his composure remains regally steady , seemingly indifferent . he recognizes her well from that night . how many years have passed since then . . .

❛ benedikta . ❜ his voice is like a razor blade : polished and non - threatening , yet equally sharp . ❛ of all places , i did not think to find you here . ❜

[opyre-a]

me trying to will myself to wait 3 weeks before replaying ffxvi so i can do it on pc and not have to start over twice within the same month

[opyre-a]

the day has finally come when my pc is too weak to run a new game...

[aethersflood]

What are we? We are Dominants. That is our fate. But that doesn't mean we have to accept it. Which is why we fight. For the right to deny it.

[opyre-a]

me trying to will myself to wait 3 weeks before replaying ffxvi so i can do it on pc and not have to start over twice within the same month