❝ unsound ❞

[mortiuum-archive]

❝ I felt the velvet of gossamer petals against my heartstrings, and it was then I knew that that you had sprouted a multitude of blossoms deep within my soul.

[mortiuum-archive]

Follow forever, follow forever! ヾ(@°▽°@)ノ Ahh, this one’s a little different from the one before…but either way, it’s just a little thing I thought would’ve been fun. A lot of things came out very jumbled (I guess it just goes to show how terrible I am with words coming from my own heart oops;;), but I tried! I’m super freaked that I forgot some people on this thing tho oops. But, mm yeah these are people who are fairly special to me, those I admire, those I adore, those I just like having on my dash! It’s a whole shabang, really, big mush pot of who knows what!

                                                — [ I caught a little shooting star ] —

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[nozomiis]

ramses

[sedexitium]

[sedexitium]

               Vicious flashbacks of her boingy bits being groped is just like any other facial expression except more terrifying.

[sedexitium]

promote

[nihillmancer-archive-blog]

             though it is difficult to mark where one day ends and another begins,

                  it is no doubt a tumultuous one.

                                                he stands rigid,

                           a column of white that is likened to those of las noches. 

[sedexitium]

            Oh, joy.  She's found mister tall, white, and boring over here.       She heaves out one of her trademark long sighs.  Well, here goes nothing --                             "What are you doing?"        Her deadpan tone is marked by just enough derision to make the statement vaguely insulting.  Whether she had intended it to be that way or if it's simply part of her natural way of speaking, there's no clear answer.

[sycoop19]

Amazing Ladies of Fire Emblem Awakening

[sedexitium]

Who are your top 5 favortie ships for Tharja

have a random kitty-eared tharja for the responsei'm just gonna have canon-based things here since ... tbh, i haven't made my favorite crossover ships for her yet.from her marriage candidates, in no particular order, it'd be: libra, henry, lon'qu, gaius, and stahl.  i tend to marry her to libra in my files, though, since i'm a huge stat-shipper, and libra's the best dad for noire.  speaking frankly, however, i'm not really highly invested in any particular tharja ship?  so ye, blank slate here.  uvui do have a weak spot for tharja/olivia too though oops

[sedexitium]

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[lucemtenebras]

——Suddenly there’s a woman standing in front of him, and wow- she’s stunning. Almost enough to make him forget about the nightmare, but no one gets off that easily. Noctis’ hands bring themselves up to the chair’s armrests, and he turns his eyes to the side. They flash a vibrant red for a few seconds, and dilate back to cerulean.  "I can’t exactly call it the best sleep I’ve had in a while…" he mutters to himself, not questioning whom the woman before him is. He figures she belongs to a foreign embassy of the sort, somewhere exotic. It would explain the clothing.  "—So, what did you want to discuss?" he cuts to the chase and stands up from his throne, stepping to her side, but they’re looking in opposite directions. She’s looking at his throne, and he’s looking at the exit. He doesn’t dare stare at her, or lest his mind be trafficked away.

[sedexitium]

             "My, my --"  She seems more than a shine too happy, based on his news.                     "It's a shame princes can't have dream guards, is it not?"              But, she's been too caught up in her excitement at the hex actually hitting its mark to have come up with a tale as to why she's found herself in his throne room.  Perhaps the one saving grace she does have in this scenario is that she's become frighteningly accustomed to speaking to princes as of late, a fact which she'd never before thought she'd been able to admit to.                      Still, the answer she gives is paper-thin, at best.                "Prince Chrom of Ylisse has asked me to come in his stead to ... broker relations with you."  One look at Tharja, and this man would surely think Ylisse to be a place of darkness and deception -- much like her homeland, if Tharja is being honest.  That, and she hardly seems the type to be a proper ambassador.                      "He sincerely hopes that you will be amenable to allowing our troops to pass through without much trouble."

[somethingcawful]

[sedexitium]

[somethingcawful]

[sedexitium]

[sedexitium]

[inventoroftheorden]

[♕}—  Indeed, no alarm appears on the Magician at the thoughts, merely an acknowledgement through briefly closing eyes, a moment of consideration and a light smirk coming to the angular features.

            ❝You talk boldly. One wonders what talents you possess to speak so … ❞

     He voices the statement lightly, musing over her words.

           Had he met someone of his craft? How intriguing, for he knows of so very few with abilities similar to his own. Magic and mystery were the foundation of his arts, logic the force to guide the chaotic storm of power within. Unless, of course, there is another way in her world to grant a person a second head.

[sedexitium]

             Her response begins in an oddly prideful fashion, though by the end trails off into a sort of nonchalance.  "My countrymen and I are quite skilled in the dark arts.  Yet, sadly, many have forgotten the true meaning behind their powers."          A milky white hand grips the binding of her tome book with greater ferocity, as though these pages are the very essence of what she believes to be the truth on dark magic.  And, in a way, she's not entirely exaggerating.                    "They fail to experiment -- a shame, truly, for there are so many wonderful new tortures to be discovered."

[mxttephobia]

❦ —; "In the ground.” He cooed in turn, a vulgarity crawling beneath his crude smile.             "Maybe you’d like the maggots to make a meal of your cunt, too, mm~?                                                                                            I said that I’m lost.                         Maybe you could tell me where I am instead of patronizing me?”

[sedexitium]

              Something seems to have caught her attention, at least enough for a small show of bemusement to slip through the cracks in her normally impenetrable facade.  He may be a brat, though at least he speaks in a language which Tharja can understand -- there's only so much of hoity-toity, prim-and-proper knights that the mage can handle before she loses her mind, after all.                        "I spoke to some maggots recently, as fate would have it.                         They said I don't look too tasty, but I'm sure they'd love                         a little boy like you for a snack --"         Would this be an odd time to mention that she actually does like children?                    "You're on the continent of Valm.  A terrible place to be, really -- the fever of war runs high in this wretched place.  But, what can you do when a bunch of filthy, sweaty men have nothing better to do with their time than conquer their neighbors?"

[somethingcawful]

        He laughed just has loudly as he usually did, proving Tharja’s point farther. “Haha, and you’re so quiet! I mean, really, you could even be on par with any assassin here!”

         It was so painfully obvious the sour taste he put in the other dark mage’s mouth, but that was low on the list of things he cared about. She was rather amusing when she was angry, even if it was over a something small. Despite that, he did respect her as a powerful mage like himself. 

[sedexitium]

               "If I were an assassin, Henry," the disdain which drips from his name practically falls off her words and pools on the ground, corrupting the earth which makes up the space between these two dark magi, "rest assured in knowing that you would be my first target."          Regardless, however, he doesn't seem to be going anywhere anytime soon.  And so, with a defeatist sigh, she gives him a quizzical look as her tome book is pressed closer to her chest.  "So --                     "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

[mxttephobia]

❦ —; "Excuse me, Miss~” He purred.                   "Could you help me? I’m a bit…lost.”

[sedexitium]

           She gives him a long, hard stare.  And then, with little hesitation, she asks,                        "Where's your mommy--?"