BY HER BLESSING.

[southeir]

like for an event starter from celica ! uncapped, gonna be a little selective, though.

[southeir]

send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

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@yanagichiri​

          To distract her from her own worries, the princess would rely on the books the library had to offer. Walking on a path she thought was clear, her eyes were glued to the novel's pages. Never had she felt so lost. All her heart yearned for was to return to her beloved Valentia— yet fate's strings would pull her into this city.

          All she could do is continue to live.

          She turns to the next page, intrigued by the plot as she read through heaps of words. While she read, the story's protagonist, a hero braving through a war reminded her more and more of a certain someone— and it brought her to an ease. Just as a soft exhale would escape the princess' lips, she would feel a thud against her form, causing the book to fall from her hands.

     "Please, forgive me—" She immediately apologizes to the man she bumped into, before kneeling down to pick up her book. How could she have been so careless? "I paid no mind to where I was going."

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( ❛ ✧ OLIVIA. )

     “No! No… you- I mean, you weren’t. This is a public space, I just wanted to try something out.” 

     She obviously hesitates to emerge from her shell, she shakes gently from nerves, but likewise tries to shake herself from her nerves. She had to try and do better. There were many more strangers about than she was used to encountering back home and dancing, while it made her feel safe, likewise sprung up fear from the encounters it may bring. She loved to dance, and did so passionately, but it did not always attract the kindest of attention. Here though, she felt safe- or at least knew the ought to. So while lithe fingers fixate on adjusting her braid, or combing through her locks, she offers a cautious smile. 

      “Thank you for the compliment. I am inspired by the cherry blossoms here. I want to create a dance like the petals dancing through the sky.” Mayhaps her voice grew more impassioned, her eyes wider with a burning excitement to share her adoration for her art, even as she overstepped her personal boundaries just so.

     "Well, you are very talented nonetheless, milady."

          Dancing was a true art that the princess appreciated— anyone well-versed with it was worthy of praise. Palace traditions would often encourage a simple waltz, but beyond that, Celica knew nothing of other dances or techniques. Watching the woman before her was moving, and she was able to lift her spirits.

          When she speaks of the source of her inspiration, Celica would take the time to look at the trees that surrounded them. Such beauteous flora did not adorn Valentia's lands, but seeing them provided a tranquil feeling, despite being away from home.

     "They are beautiful, I believe you matched them in grace." She comments, before meeting the dancer's gaze once more. "Please, pardon my rude introduction. My name is Celica, and you are?"

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( ❛ ✧ LEO. )

HE IS SURPRISED WHEN SHE APPROACHES, though not startled. Brynhildr is a rather obtrusive tome and sits splayed across his lap as awkwardly as a cat that cannot seem to find enough space to recline might. Leo had only been intending to review something – namely the fact that bits and pieces of the magic contained seemed to be returning over time – and then on his way to return to the apartment.

<<Yes, it is.>> A fellow mage, then. Strange is the mention of magic without a tome to aid the process, though not unheard of. He rises to his feet to offer the slightest of bows out of courtesy. <<You may call me Leo.>>

Curiosity may be getting the better of him, and yet – <<I’ll be frank when I say I’d like to learn about your particular brand of magic, as well as the extent of your knowledge of tomes like mine. If you’d spare me the time for such a discussion?>>

     "I am honored to meet you, Leo."

          She bows her head politely, a soft smile on the princess' lips, grateful that he was receptive of her. It had been a long time since she met another magic user—- and it only strengthened her wish to return to her kingdom. Yet, when Leo admits his own curiosity and his wish to converse about it, she felt akin to him— the people in the city were not bad.

     "Of course, I would love to."

          Celica takes a seat across him, waiting for him to take a seat before starting her piece.

     "I hail from a land called Valentia." She begins; knowledge and memories from the back of her head returning to her. "In Valentia, magic is often taught in priories, like where I learned from. If I may ask, from where do you hail, Leo?"

[artistemika]

Doodle of one of my favorite OTP <3 May the goddess Mila protect them.

※ Do not use, edit, or repost without permission.

[southeir]

‘ everyone i love leaves ’

the princess saves herself in this one. ( accepting ! )

     "Oh, Delthea..." She frowns. "Please, do not think that way."

          Her gaze narrows down to match her sad expression, as knees bend to easily meet her gaze. To think such a sentiment weighed on a young girl's conscience, it didn't sit well with her. In Delthea, she felt akin with bearing similar pains. From her separation from Alm, to the survivor's guilt that emerged from the fire in the Villa—- she ended up being the one leaving. Perhaps this is what her comrades felt after she sacrificed her soul to Duma.

          The poor girl must have suffered much loss if she felt that way. Yet, Celica knew that none of their comrades intended on abandoning her—- or any of their friends for that matter. No matter how far apart in distance, such bonds were unbreakable.

          A loving hand rests on the young mage's shoulders, as lips part to speak with a tone of compassion. She cared about Delthea, and she wanted to ease her troubles.

     "Alm and I, Luthier, the others—- we would never leave you. You have my word." She says, before clasping her hand gently in between her two. "We all love you, Delthea. Please remember that."

[lunacerra]

Children of fate, bearers of the brand

[southeir]

As a reward for participating in Overlay, you will receive Beloved Zofia. Thanks for participating!

    “Thank goodness,” a sigh of relief as she grasps her sword’s scabbard. “I had feared the fate of my blade since we last parted.”

[phantomemes]

credit .

‘ did it really happen if i can’t remember it ? ’ ‘ but you kept trying , didn’t you ? ’ ‘ how can someone be too young to be in love ? ’ ‘ i will never forgive you ’ ‘ you have been the star of each and every one of my nightmares ’ ‘ i’m sorry if i wasn’t the child you had in mind ’ ‘ i only ever wanted to make you proud ’ ‘ silence has always been my loudest scream ’ ‘ i used to think i was broken ’ ‘ i’ve always felt like a stranger in my skin ’ ‘ i still wonder who i would have been ’ ‘ i didn’t realize i could be my own knight ’ ‘ i’m not scared of the monsters hidden underneath my bed ’ ‘ some names will always be cursed ’ ‘ i have so much love to give , but no one ever wants it ’ ‘ in all my dreams i could find myself picking my teeth out of the carpet ’ ‘ i’m sick to death of everyone telling me how strong i am ’ ‘ death is one of the senses ’ ‘ children are not meant to die before their parents ’ ‘ fate is a fucking lie ’ ‘ everyone i love leaves ’ ‘ i’m terrified down to my very roots that there are parts of myself that can never be filled ’ ‘ fuck the idea that there is such a thing as destiny ’ ‘ the pain did not make me a better person ’ ‘ i burned the bridges to all the things i could not repair ’ ‘ i would thank you , but we both know you don’t deserve it ’ ‘ i bet you regret making an enemy out of me ’ ‘ you can hate me forever if that’s what you really want ’ ‘ hurting others is a choice ’ ‘ you can have my forgiveness but you can’t have me ’ ‘ please believe me when i say revenge was never my intention ’ ‘ i am strong enough for anything ’ ‘ i am so glad we were born during the same lifetime ’ ‘ i may not believe in fate , but i believe in you ’ ‘ i am allowed to live my life ’ ‘ do not waste a minute mourning me ’ ‘ maybe you should start treating people better for a change ’ ‘ it is a fucking tragedy when the world does not stop for you when you give it every last drop of your blood ’ ‘ your failures are just what happened — they don’t have to be who you are ’ ‘ you have to keep moving forward ’ ‘ don’t allow the world to take your kindness ’ ‘ you owe no one your forgiveness ’ ‘ love is never a weakness ’

[jisunshines]

Celica and Alm

Painting practice!!!

[southeir]

@northeir  ( event starter! )

     "Alm! Are you hurt anywhere?”

          After dealing with the monsters on her own end, Celica runs back to Alm's side, worried for his sake. Fingers aglow with the essence of light, she assists him in taking down the last few goblins with her magic. After the foul creatures had cried their last, she approaches him once more, a hand resting on her chest as she exhales.

     "To think that we must fight here too,” a frown stained her lips, and her eyes saddened as her gaze moved away from his. "I can only pray that Valentia is safe."

          Her grip on her blade tightens. How the queen wished to return to her beloved home and meet their dear friends—- but it seemed like a faraway dream. Only through prayer could she hope that they were unhurt, that in their absence they continued to prosper. As her eyes proceed to scan the area for incoming foes, she spots a ghost from behind her beloved.

     "—- Alm! Behind you!”

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@lunarbraced ( event starter! )

          Fire entangles her fingertips, before releasing and exterminating the last of the ghastly foes before her. It was then more of the monsters had her surrounded, with almost no side left unguarded. A few exhausted breaths left her lips, before she stands her ground. Sword in hand, she clashes weapons with multiple goblins.

          After knocking back a few, the princess feared that there were to many of them to handle on her own. It was then she hears the sounds of another blade, clashing against the goblins. The princess turns around, eyes watching another woman engaging with them. Celica, grateful for her aid, joins her in slaying their remaining number.

          When all the monsters are downed, Celica lets out a relieved sigh, thankful that the wave had ended. She approaches the other girl, a small smile on her lips as she spoke with a beholden tone.

     "Milady, your skill with the sword is remarkable.” She bows her head, before meeting her gaze once more. "Had you not shown up, I fear I may have been done for."

          The princess extends her free hand, hoping that they could be acquainted.

     "My name Celica;" she introduces herself. "thank you for your help. Consider me your ally."

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@phantasial ( event starter! )

     "Haaah!”

          Flames escape from her fingers, dealing with the goblins at a distance. Those who dared come close met their end by her blade. Celica had two goals in mind: tend to the injured, and protect those who couldn't fight. This mindset led her to set out on her own temporarily, promising Alm they'd meet-up later.

          After running to the next nearest Construction Point, her eyes widen at the sight of a familiar form of magic from afar; but this seemed more destructive, almost as though the monsters were at the mage's mercy. Arriving closer, she spots his rose-blonde hair, and her tired breaths come to a halt.

     "No, it couldn't be—-”

          Her grip onto her sword loosens, her guard lowering for a brief moment as her gaze remained fixated on him. Her dear friend, who she felt only departed from them days ago, felt almost unrecognizable.

     "Kliff?" She outs his name, a bittersweet tone to her voice. "Is that you?"

[southeir]

overlay pt. 2 plotting call ! are you a civilian who needs help ? maybe you need someone to heal and protect you ? say no more ! with celica’s magic restored temporarily, as well as beloved zofia being in her grasp once again, there’s no way you can lose. a little selective here for the 5 slots, battle & character chemistry is taken into mind.

slots: 1. Kliff 2. Alm ( of course!!! ) 3. Eirika 4. 5. 

[southeir]

@northeir ( event starter. )

     "I'm grateful that you're the one I'm working with, Alm.” A pause. “Truly.”

          While the situation was dire, Alm's presence alone was enough to calm her nerves, like a ray of light brightning the sorrows of the sea. He was her sun, bright and bold. There was no better person to stand beside, for together—- they were invincible, inseparable. They complemented each other the best, their strengths filling in for what the other lacked. They could handle anything that comes their way.

          A small smile on her lips, she meets his gaze.

     "Now, what shall we call our team?”

[southeir]

@nohreason

               “Pardon me,” she speaks up. "but that is a tome, is it not?"

          Fascinated by magic, Celica had been well-versed about the numerous forms of it, including the type casted from the pages of a tome. While sketches and studies have been made, she didn't have the chance to see one up close.

               “My name is Celica," she introduces herself. "I also use magic—- though without a tome. It's the first time I've seen one in person."