* 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥

ffxiv rp.

[sndrd]

𝚜𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚍 || 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. “𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦.” 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦─𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣 𝘳 𝘰 𝘬 𝘦 𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥…

multimuse: carrd. | memes. | hc.

[thegardenof-eden-deactivated201]

If they had a kid meme

[ofgreymen--archive-blog]

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Name:

Gender:

General Appearance:

Personality:

Special Talents:

Who they like better:

Who they take after more:

Personal Head canon:

Face Claim:

[metoikhomai]

"i bet you, let's say, five thousand gil," wyatt begins, leaning forward to balance his chin on the heel of his palm, "that i can kiss you without touching your lips."

open with: wyatt. open to mutuals. no prior connection necessary.

[sndrd]

" Well....yes. You'd win purely on the basis of kissing me anywhere else. " He's not behind the door!....but he's also not opposed to being kissed, either. " Do I have to bet five thousand to get a kiss? "

[sndrd]

i fuckin hate the reblob now button pass it on

[sndrd]

@shardgathered // [HEY!] - receiver catches sender cheating at a board game (ambrose & fray )

" What? " Lavender hues flit up to Fray from the triad cards between them. It's not his first time playing, but Ambrose isn't familiar with some rule-sets. Reverse is one of them. He's just turned three cards in a combo; now Fray is accusing him of cheating! Lips purse; he could almost be accused of pouting. "The higher number wins, does it not? .... my card holds a seven and a nine, so i can flip these. Surely that is not cheating? "

[sndrd]

@aidcneus // " you have proven yourself far more worthy of this than i could have imagined. "

It's strange, to be on the receiving end of praise from Emet-Selch of all people. Yet here they stand, in a field of flowers malms and malms from the star he calls home. Given all the factors - overcoming these odds, his friends presence, their location and the flowers he'd only ever dared hope to see again - Ambrose supposes that it is within the realms of possibility after all; that perhaps, for one fleeting moment, he was deserving of the praise given.

After all; coming from the elder, it felt more genuine than any he'd received prior; more earned.

" ... Thank you. " He looks around, lavender hues taking all of it in and realising now that it's all said and done, they're probably going to have to go. Part of him wants to ask Emet-Selch to stay; to be selfish just once and see if his new-old friends would oblige. He's sure Hythlodaeus would....Emet-Selch, he isn't so sure. Not because he thinks the ancient dislikes him; but rather that he knows the longing for rest all too well.

Maybe they'll both get to rest after all of this.

Instead of asking; he takes tentative steps closer. A look to Hythlodaeus first, and then to Hades. " Will I see you again? After this, I mean. " I'd like to. Goes unsaid; though the look he gets from Hythlodaeus tells Ambrose that he understands the implication.

" Both of you, that is- If I'm to explore," and perhaps here, he can be taken as only half-joking; for the look he shoots up at Emet-Selch is pure mischief; eyes twinkling in a way not so different from an old friend. If this is to be goodbye; he'd have it be one he can smile upon.

"I'll need a tour guide. "

[sndrd]

okhi'sae: arcadion edition.

[sndrd]

[sndrd]

okay to do:

gpose

replies

torment fray

prog stb on ambrose

[sndrd]

@aidcneus // " ah, but once again i lose myself in history and forget the present. " for the exarch

being caught in the trappings of a long history is not something unfamiliar to the exarch. three hundred years now he has lived, and while not to the scale of his ascian company, he feels he has scraps of understanding that the others do not possess. that isn't to say he supports emet-selch's endeavours, but he cannot say that he does not understand them. he misses his friends, too, and there is little-to-nothing he would not do to keep the warrior of light - and by extension, the scions - safe. alive.

soft sigh released from under the weighted hood, he straightens himself and adjusts the grip on his cane. " i suppose that sense of nostalgia is something we share. " a deep longing for times long past. he has had to steel himself over the many years, knowing that the man he was would not have survived what the exarch has had to do just to endure long enough to see the current events.

" perhaps you might regale me of your own adventures prior to all.....this. " a vague gesture with crystalline hand. " we have the time, do we not? our friend is busy seeking out another lightwarden. "

[plutomused]

you are made of infinite complexity- of stardust and galaxies born and died and born again. you are a mausoleum for all that ever was, and a stage for all that will ever be. you are stories untold and those already written; and in this dichotomy you are something more.

a participant in the divine act of creation.

#𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 || 21+ | independent | fairly selective | multiverse | multiship & crossover friendly 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐏 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 exploring the stars of multiple fandoms. Supplemented with a plethora of headcanons, armchair psychology, meta, && influences from various scifi & urban fantasy properties. 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 will be irregular as well as 𝐋𝐎𝐖 & 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖~.

[sndrd]

replies to come tomorrow hopefully. i've royally fucked my back /pdead

[egguv]

lover boy

[farginen]

write smut. not just on sundays but every day, at any time. you're an adult, it's your blog.

write explicit gross kinky furry anatomically incorrect smut. be gross, be cursed.

sex isn't inherently immoral, shameful or sinful. there's nothing wrong or icky or sus about adults writing about adult characters enjoying, experimenting and learning about sex. there's nothing wrong or icky or sus about you having fun with fictional p0rn about adult characters.

and if someone doesn't want to see it for whatever reason, they should use the filtering features to curate their dashboard.

at the end of the day if someone is deranged enough, they'll find a way to write a 50 page google doc about how you're a menace to society because your muse was once a minor, obviously adults are spawned middle aged from the get go and they've never been babies /s. no one with two working braincells will take them seriously.

[lilyflxwers]

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

[amnesiaguy]

best m/f dynamic is a flamboyant bisexual show-off desperately in love with an extremely practical girl who’s difficult to impress 🤩

[sndrd]

updated esha's about page and links finally-