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@prolcgue
and maybe take a moment to remember: lightning never strikes twice. instead, it draws a path through the world, leaving nothing but ruins behind. but you were made to destroy the unbreakable, kill the unkillable, to tear down towers with a tilt of your head. you were made to CONQUER that which can never be brought to heel. you were made to walk out of the quiet and into a war. “HAIL,” they cry. “HAIL, WARRIOR PRINCESS”
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❝ praying is not useless —- have you considered it? ❞
❛ many, many times. and yet, i find them far too FICKLE to listen to anything that does not bring forth their desires onto the world. —— see, i find that praying is no better than making a wish on every first star of the night ... and if you’re ever answered —- you’re part of the lucky few. ❜
❛ it’s NOT working! ❜
frustration, noun — i. the volcanic explosion that ERUPTS from your lips, sulphur and ash. pompeii is burning. london is burning. earth is burning — here the world ends in smoke and flame, and, with ashen hands, you stand at the epicentre of destruction. ii. the anguish as your body refuses to obey, knows better than you, better than anyone, chaos is all it is and beauty is all it isn’t. iii. the DROWNING, the helpless struggle against a murky descent, a futility to be more than everything you are, to shine as bright as every light you’ve snuffed out; but that’s the thing about stars that explode, deceptively eternal flames that disappear from the night sky, they become black holes, a dark destruction and that’s ( you body tells you as it makes each flame too small, too large, too messy to be spectacular, too chaotic to mimic his beauty ) all you are, all you’ll ever be.
❛ it’s not ———! ———why?! why won’t it work?! ❜
lleuae
GOD.
new theme, new icons
GOD.
edea lee and brs got the same amount of votes on the poll i posted a while back, so i’m going to remake brs first since i’m more familiar with her concept, whilst i finish bravely default.
CHARACTER AESTHETIC; princess kaguya the moon’s beauty and a vixen’s elegance — lleuae
AWAKE, moonchild, the night draws nigh, ride your carriage into the dark, evening sky. tame the heavenly horses, sew the celestial robe, then in the heavenly night BLISS, enrobe. cry each star let the breeze be your s-i-g-h ,PRINCESS KAGUYA.
the moment you realise that your bones are made of the same dust as the planets, your lungs are breathing the same air as the migrating butterflies, and your blood is pumping because of the love and care of thousands; is when you realise that you are not as broken as you think you are. you are full of the world.
RELATIONSHIP AESTHETIC; rin & marx a royal friendship — aeoeling
i used to think friendship was sleepovers and play dates. now i know it’s not. friendship is three in the morning talks about what happened the day before and why the hell you’re still awake. friendship is three in the afternoon laughing so hard you’re on the floor at a corny joke for the third time that day. friendship is sitting there eating in silence because you would rather eat than talk ( and they would too ) . friendship is love in the strangest ways when all else is lost.
GOD.
me: *realises rin has people she can be happy and not a complete ass around* me: 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
RELATIONSHIP AESTHETIC; rin & kurogane something new, something unexplainable, something quite simple — lleuae
you are not scared of demons in the dark or the monsters beneath your bed. nor are you scared of death or of being alone. but you are scared now. of the heat of your hands and the smoke in your lungs, you are scared because you’ve hidden it away for so long, suffocating with a prayer that maybe you’ll live for another day, that they won’t find the sheep in the lion’s den, that you won’t be sent to the slaughter. but secrets can only be hidden for so long and now you are a growing inferno, a monster, an abomination —— he holds your hands and tells you to ‘BREATHE’. gentle; something different from his aggression and impudence, something strange and foreign, you aren’t quite used to this side of him, but you breathe and watch as he exhales the fire trapped within your lungs — he makes fire look wonderful and beautiful and it’s everything you want to do; these are the words you never say, these are the words you mustn’t. and when he holds you close ( you feel small and fragile and you are terrified ) , when he tells you ‘IT’LL BE OKAY’, you believe him.
CHARACTER AESTHETIC; eve of eden second to breathe, first to live — bitchsnake
LET’S FACE IT, eden was a bore. nothing to do but walk naked in the sun, make love and talk, but no one had any problems to speak of. nothing to read. a swim, or a lunch, might seem special. even afternoon tea wasn’t invented, nor wine. a nap might be a highlight. no radio. perhaps they sang a bit, but as yet, no one had made up many songs. and after the honeymoon, wouldn’t they be bored, walking and talking, with never a worry in the world. they didn’t need to invent an atom, or prove the existence of GOD. no. it had to end. eve showed she was the bright one, bored witless by adam. no work and eternal bliss. she saw her chance. they say the snake tempted her to it, don’t believe it. she bit because she hungered to know. the clever thing. she wasn’t kicked out, SHE WALKED OUT.
RELATIONSHIP AESTHETIC; rin & marx a royal friendship — aeoeling
i used to think friendship was sleepovers and play dates. now i know it’s not. friendship is three in the morning talks about what happened the day before and why the hell you’re still awake. friendship is three in the afternoon laughing so hard you’re on the floor at a corny joke for the third time that day. friendship is sitting there eating in silence because you would rather eat than talk ( and they would too ) . friendship is love in the strangest ways when all else is lost.
Aesthetic Request: Kurogane + Rin; Something new; @prolcgue
❝ … She’s so small.. But first impressions are lasting. To me she’s strong, fierce and irrationally stubborn and short tempered.. Beneath that scarred and rough battle hide, you almost forget there’s a girl in there. Almost. And like all girls, at some point she’s going to want to cry.. And when that shell breaks, she’ll appear like the thing she tries not to appear as; Human. ❞
RELATIONSHIP AESTHETIC; rin & kurogane something unexplainable, something quite simple — lleuae
you are not scared of demons in the dark or the monsters beneath your bed. nor are you scared of death or of being alone. but you are scared now. of the heat of your hands and the smoke in your lungs, you are scared because you’ve hidden it away for so long, suffocating with a prayer that maybe you’ll live for another day, that they won’t find the sheep in the lion’s den, that you won’t be sent to the slaughter. but secrets can only be hidden for so long and now you are a growing inferno, a monster, an abomination —— he holds your hands and tells you to ‘BREATHE’. gentle; something different from his aggression and impudence, something strange and foreign, you aren’t quite used to this side of him, but you breathe and watch as he exhales the fire trapped within your lungs — he makes fire look wonderful and beautiful and it’s everything you want to do; these are the words you never say, these are the words you mustn’t. and when he holds you close ( you feel small and fragile and you are terrified ) , when he tells you ‘IT’LL BE ALRIGHT’, you believe him.
i’m trash and you should do the thing
AWAKE, moonchild, the night draws nigh, ride your carriage into the dark, evening sky. tame the heavenly horses, sew the celestial robe, then in the heavenly night BLISS, enrobe. cry each star let the breeze be your s-i-g-h , PRINCESS KAGUYA.
GOD.
‘ll probably change certain details about rin in different verses considering i’ve changed a major thing in her canon. for example, her being part of the white fang/working for cinder ( maybe?? ) in her rwby verse.
