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More Maki rares! Sorry for being away for quite a long time. I’m back now and more Maki edits to come! Hope you guys will like em! ♡ ♡ ♡

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誕生日 [birthday]

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伝説のFLARE

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OFELYSIA.

It was a relaxing day out in the market. While Sorey’s main objective was the ingredients for tonight’s dinner, he was more than happy to wander with Irah through the lively crowds and the endless intrigue of trinkets and other crafts. He watched as the seraph admired an array of jewellery, stepping up next to her to take a look himself at the craftsmanship.

“They are beautiful.” He could tell that these were made without the aid of artes, impressive given the level of detail present in the design. A lot of skill must have been put into it; the wares of the artists who frequented this market never failed to impress him.

“Even moreso on you,” he laughed as Irah slipped a ring on, a grin widening across his face at her unrestrained joy. “So? How does it fit?”

Her gaze follows the brilliant shine reflecting off its surface, still fascinated from its decoration. “ It fits perfectly. I don’t think it’ll get stuck on me, “ she observes as her hand rotated ( it wasn’t too tight either, it fit just right ), a childish joy laced in her words. Ambers scan the merchant’s table for a price somewhere, maybe some sort of sign — ( ah, that wasn’t too much ), though her attention was still partially caught by rows of rings in various shapes and designs. Some seemed to appear as if they would wrap like a vine around the finger, some decorated with leaves and such ( seemed like they had a fondness for nature. ) “ Can I get it? “ She poses the question in a pleading tone, not desperate but still wanting. Irah didn’t want to seem greedy or needy, but there was something about the accessory that drew her in much more than other trinkets that she thought were cute. It was like some sort of attachment, a bond formed.

“ Please—? “

#『 v; her voice—resonant. 』#「 ic. 」#ofelysia #( ilu dad )

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resounding. being able to write with everyone was like a breath of fresh air, but now it’s time to prep for the very, very rocky 2 1/2 weeks of endless projects and exams. i think nothing’s done, but i feel like i’m not feeling too stressed, which is nice. thank you!

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Song - Ta ga Tame no Sekai

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resounding. feels like everyone in this verse is dying.

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Amber hues flicked left and right, darting here and there at colourful trinkets and shining souvenirs. It brought so much wonder to a young Seraph, attempting to discern what exactly the town’s stores were selling ( a bracelet made of bright red beads, attached with leaves made out of some golden metal, how beautiful! ) Fingertips traced the surface of numerous jewelry and small sculptures made of glass, she couldn’t help but turn to the other, beaming. “ Sorey, look at these! Aren’t they pretty? “ —And they certainly were, picking up silver rings adorned with intricate, nature-themed designs, holding them to the air to watch them shine. The creations of man held a different quality versus what the Seraphim could do, certain colours and designs often appearing that must’ve been ingrained in human culture for years. Enthralled, she slips a ring onto her finger with a cheery laugh, like tinkling bells.

@ofelysia

#『 v; her voice—resonant. 』#「 closed starter. 」#「 ic. 」#ofelysia #( here go take care of this kid seraph )

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resounding. There’s now a bio up for Irah! While there isn’t much for history right now, the blog is being updated so I can plunge into TOZ OC hell with the squad—

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MIKLEOTHEENFORCER.

Well, now that everyone knew Irah knew exactly what she was doing… Mikleo watched her with thinly veiled irritation. Was it so much to ask for a bit of peace and serenity so he could just do some writing…? Evidently so. Tie them together like that… Easier said than done; she knew what like this actually entailed, while he was extrapolating from observation. But he sighed, then picked up the flowers.

There was a caustic quality to his glare as he entwined the flowers… not as artfully as she was. He had a certain grace to his motions, and was regularly good at finite coordination, but something about the flowers was uncooperative. The stems were breaking rather than weaving, and all it seemed to be accomplishing was frustrating him.

He held up an unintelligable mass of flowers, lavender eyes flicking between her crown and his… thing. “Yes. Nice and easy.”

This was ridiculous…

Any remnant of belief was no longer present as... that chain of flowers was bestowed ( and with so little excitement. ) Broken stems, bent in all the wrong ways — oh, how sad the flowers looked, their petals drooping down with perhaps all the world’s sorrows. That was how terrible his handiwork was. “ I’m not sure how to feel about this, “ she mutters, her cheer absent, “ I think the flowers are probably more disappointed than I am. “ She took the... chain in her hands, fingertips gingerly taking his creation and examining the not-so-woven-but-rather-bent stems, unamused. “ Usually, I’m able to fix things, but... “ A smile returns, however far more weary and perplexed than the usual gleeful expression she wore. “ ...I’m not sure if I can fix this...? I have no idea how you managed to do this, either. “ “ Maybe you should just write a story about making flower chains instead, “ Irah commented as her gaze reached out to the journal he set aside. “ Perhaps that’s a better choice. “

#『 v; her voice—resonant. 』#「 ic. 」#mikleotheenforcer #( dw i got you )#( but i want to kiss leo more... )

OFELYSIA.