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@stahri-light
Sheโs so pretty.
โ โ If moonlight is reflected sunlight, why doesn't the moon kill vampires ... ? โ
The twitch of an ear, though Ahri scarcely glances up from her textbook โ as if the answer is completely obvious.
โถBecause the amount of Ultraviolet radiation is negligible.โถ
โ FFXIV : HEALER ROLE QUESTS.
a collection of starter prompts taken from the healer role quests in ffxiv - there may be spoilers for these quests. change pronouns and gender as needed.
it'll take more thanโฆ well, however much i had to get me under the table.
no need to give me that murderous stare. i know what you're thinking.
โฆwe really should work on finding you a sense of humor.
and while we're at it, you can vent some of that pent-up rage you've got.
don't need to be pretty, so long as the job gets done.
what a lonely place to die.
you'll hear no argument from me - i was a fool.
you certainly look the hero. now let's see you act like one!
i thought that a refreshing round of insults would snap you out of it - and it did!
not my fault if you can't appreciate an exercise in creative wordplay.
i'm starting to wonder if you have as much trouble with fun as you do with jokes.
i like to think while i drink - it's the most efficient way
you know, i heard that the liquor here ain't fit to drink, but it's not half bad!
you leave me no choice - i'll show you.
i drink a lot, i kill stuff. you have to admit that it's an effective strategy.
at least that's what my body tells me - and i always listen!
nothing comes easy to sober folks.
i'd ask if you're here for a drink, but i know you ain't.
you've got that serious look about you - as usual.
we're supposed to be partners!
your complete refusal to acknowledge anything i do is kind of comforting, actually.
i've fought it before and come away fine. mostly.
once you get to know 'em, share a few drinksโฆ they're not bad folks.
and iโฆ my only path is forward.
if i weren't, well, me, we'd both be dead right about now.
oh, i know you want to say something - but you won't.
can't say i was expecting such a nasty welcome, but maybe i should've.
how many of our traditions must you trample before you are satisfied!?
your words have no weight here, outsider.
i don't think i really understood, before, how beautiful it is out here.
and for what it's worthโฆ i'm glad you're here
i never thought i'd see the day when you took to friendly insults, partner!
listen, when i said โput it to sleep,โ that wasn't a euphemism.
yes, it hurt, but i survived.
[ name ], you stubborn idiot. you sweet boy. you never did understand what you meant to meโฆ
er, can i help you? you're staring - really staring.
it's hard to see that as anything other than cruel.
tradition is important. but it's not the only important thing.
kindness, empathy, love - this world and the living, breathing people in it - they matter more.
you'll always have a place at my side, you hear?
i'd like nothing more than to hear about your recent adventures, but i'm afraid such pleasantries will have to wait.
the longer it is allowed to roam free, the more tragedy our people will suffer.
those weren't monsters i killed, but innocent menโฆ
it was good of you to come all this way - though i never doubted for a moment that you wouldn't.
make no mistake - i've not forgiven them.
healing only begins with liberation - and some scars never will regardless.
they cannot forgive themselves, nor can they see how anyone else could.
they think themselves undeserving of our compassion.
there's no enemy more formidable than despair, and i'd be a fool to refuse your help.
those who harbor guilt do so not because they are weak of heart, but because they have failed to meet the demands they make of themselves.
i said i don't need a keeper, but did they bloody listen? did they bollocks.
thick as thieves are we now?
we've all got our own duties, and i'll see them through to the end.
i appreciate that she's not asking for what i can't give, but...
there's no changing the past. we'll always carry it, and the scars.
these problems we struggle with won't be solved overnight.
there's no washing the blood off my hands. nor would i, even if i could.
all i know isโฆ everyone would've been better off if i'd never been born.
he would never have made it as a soldier. he was too kind. too...good.
perhaps his recollection of events simplyโฆ differs somewhat from reality...
some say money can't buy you happiness, but they've never tried living without it.
the circumstances of our birth are beyond our control; our fates subject to the whims of the gods, some would argue.
i once thought myself a prisoner to my fate.
i wanted nothing more than to cast it all aside - to free us all - but failed for my naivety.
the world is unfair. terribly so.
let them be loved, let them be hated, but above all, let them be rememberedโฆ
i hope we can remind them that deep down, we're all just people trying to survive, to protect our loved ones.
i would do anything to protect them. anything.
their crimes will never be forgiven. they cannot be.
if they are forgotten, then the lesson of their folly is forgotten.
who among us have not made difficult choices for kith and kin?
by the blood of our fallen brothers and sisters, we are free.
the past is ours to bear - all of it.
i wish i could've told her thatโฆ even though i know she probably wouldn't have listened.
and if you can learn to feel sympathy for her, maybe others can, too.
i want to believe there's hope for her - that there's hope for us all.
the time has come for action. are you ready?
too clever for my own good, maybe.
get the power and respect we deserve. and thenโฆ things'll change. they will. you'll see.
we've found a place for ourselves, and you'll find yours soon enough.
..in the end, what good did i do?
you don't get to end it. you don't get to give up. i won't let you!
you have a lifetime to make amends and atone.
if you die here, you are everything they say. everything you believe.
there's nowhere else i'd rather be.
it's bloody hard, isn't it? wanting to do something so desperately, with every fiber of your being, knowing that you should - should be able to, you shouldโฆ but you can't.
โฆnot all heroes are forged in the fires of battle.
while we cannot change the past, we can change the future.
your presence alone is enough to keep the flame of hope burning bright.
i must be getting soft in my old age.
though in all seriousness, we could all stand to take fewer risks.
been waiting for a chance to use that one, haven't you?
Star Guardian Ahri (skin): League of Legends game fanartย ย [Artist: Axsens]
What Flavor is Your Soul?
Rosemary
Ah, the old soul, nice to meet again. The time of ages is etched into your bones, you see clearly. You've watched the heartache in this realm and sworn to solve it. But kindness without limits is self-destruction. Oh little leaf, strong and wise, you seek to bring peace with your presence. I'd be wrong to say you fail at this effort, but you mustn't set yourself on fire to keep others warm. You wish to please everyone, to protect them all. But if you shield the saplings from the sunlight they will never grow, and you one day will wither. Protect yourself too. You know there are no happy heroes, so don't be one. Be a friend. Your loved ones will not forsake you for not being Perseus slaying all their demons. You have your own monsters, why not meet them first before you conquer anyone else's nightmares. Oh true-hearted paladin you are brave, and you are good enough. You know that right? Be true to yourself, one cannot do anything saintly if they did not tend to their own wounds first.
Tagged By: grabbed it off the dash Tagging: @namedhope, @swiatelko, @lcstwarricr, @memcria ( for Kit ), @shrineshadow
โ The line between โblessingโ and โcurseโ โฆ where is it, exactly? โ
A soft sigh escapes between barely parted lips. The lowering of Vulpine ears against golden tresses. Is it even fair to give voice to that which lays heavy 'pon her heart? Or, should she just keep everything inside?
โถโI honestly don't know if there is one.โถ
KDA ร KDH โจ
cause why not right? would they be rivals or besties? or both? ๐
besties will do.
Ahri's last words!
โถRetweet this message or you die next.โถ
"...hey so uh...not to be rude..." There's a quiet, sheepish tone from the Snowy Haired girl, her hands in her pockets as she looks around. Hood up, as if THAT would keep her awkward stare from...yknow being noticed...
No one is watching, but then she leans in closer to the Vastayan, whispering. "...are those ears and tail like...y'know, plug and play?"
(I AM NOT SORRY BUT THIS CAME INTO MY MIND AND I WHEEZED)
Countenance immediately, and without reservation, turns several shades of crimson. The discomfort in the pit of the Vulpineโs stomach almost palpable as aforementioned tails stiffen behind silhouette.
โถW-What?! No, they're...โถ
A fidget of fingertips at her side. Few ( aka no one ) outside K/DA's inner circle privy to certain truths. At least, Ahri doesn't believe so. At best? Sheโd be all over the news were they known publicly. Labeled a freak. Shunned from society.
โถ...real.โถ
Deep breath in and out... as furred appendages briefly flash to crystal.
โถSee?โถ
Nobody else saw that. Nope. Definitely not. And if they did? What of it? Itโs street magic. A stage stunt K/DAโs fan base had seen before.
exploring a series of beat boards(ish), might continue more of these in the future. SG ahri having a bit of a nightmare here, she canโt catch a break
โ ห .ฬฟ ฬฟ ฬฟ'ฬฟ'\ฬตอฬฟ\ โโง MUSE RADIO .
POST 3 - 5 SONGS THAT FIT YOUR MUSE WITH THE MOST RELATABLE LYRICS TO PROVE IT !
All Eyes on Me โ CRMNL
Don't ask me to apologize 'Cause we live like it's do or die I take the cash, I'm taking names I rule the world, I run the game I do it my own way, my own way All eyes on me
Devil in Disguise โ EEM
She says look at us I just see my reflection I'm tempted to trust But she got bad intentions (And she comes at night) She's the Devil in disguise (Always picking fights) Trying to take over my mind (She wants my eyes) She's the voice that isn't mine (Nowhere to hide) She's the Devil in disguise
Best of Me โ NEFFEX
Livin' life like a dream Live it right that's the theme Every night got a team Mobbing tight to the scene Out on stage, hear 'em scream Okay, this is the dream
Tagged By: @iobartach Tagging: @swiatelko, @kalijhomentethi, @namedhope, @lcstwarricr, @eraba-reta-unmei
Wondering if I should add Ahri's standard / classic verse on a tentative trial basis...
โถI don't know what all the trouble is about, but I'm sure it must be your fault.โถ
Just a guess ( a well educated one thanks to the antics of a certain Rapper )... It probably has something to do with the spray paint cans clutched in the girlโs hands.
@namedhope
Starter Call
Really need to resurrect my blog. These could be meme related ( yours or mine ). Maybe something totally off the cuff. Depends on what inspiration strikes. Multi-muse blogs please specify.
Curled away in a corner, unseen to the eye (or so she thinks). Poorly muffled, messy sobs, a reddened face that had seen better days than whatever was happening on this cold tile floor. What a fucking day.
The door creaks open; she doesn't notice. Or, if she does notice, she makes it a point to curl further inwards, blocking out the thin stream of light now pouring into the room.
She isn't much up for conversation.
Smooth, polished; feigned indifference. Slipping through the bathroom door as though naught within could possibly disturb her rhythm. And yet, the Vulpine Guardianโs gait hitches โ then abruptly stops. Not because of what besets violet eyes. Ahri had expected that. Rather a sudden ( and wholly unbidden ) reminiscing her own early missions. Those days before cold reality set in. Miya's just experiencing it sooner than most.
Not the best first day.
โถWould you like some company?โถ
A soft sigh, the slumping of fatigued shoulders.
โถโnot that I'm asking.โถ
Hesitant and careful, yet viscerally instinctive. She knows by now not to foolishly disregard such things that go beyond conscious control. Something evidenced by the twitch of Fox-like ears.
โถYou see these? They're for listening to even bigger problems.โถ
What Kind of Herb Are You?
Dandelion
You grew up too fast and all you know is the calluses on your fists and the thousand invisible scars that you pretend don't ache. Your anger burns so bright, so hot or maybe not at all, so deep you could never tell it was there. You are yours and you will defend that to the death after so many years of being ripped apart and denied your own agency and maybe you are still facing the bastards who stole your innocence but you will survive because that's the only thing you know how to do without breaking, the only thing you know besides protect, protect, protect, protect, yourself or sometimes those few others you claim as yours.ย You are a thousand sharp edges but impenetrable, a traumatized child so covered by thorny armor that you promised yourself you're grown now, you're stronger than anyone who has ever hurt you. You're safe. Nothing will ever hurt you again. You're so alone though sometimes, in a world that sees you as too much or too broken or too angry or too hurt, and you want to scream with the too-much of it, prove that you're okay, that you're self-reliant, that you are strong enough to stake your claim on your body, on your mind, on your heart, on your people, and protect it from any who dare take it away from you. You are the sea in tempest, a howling sky, a tsunami in motion, a force of nature, no matter how much you sometimes yearn to be still, to be safe, to be small. You are a dandelion, stubborn and determined to grow in the rockiest of soil, and bloom again in spring.
Tagged By: @violevina Tagging: @swiatelko, @eraba-reta-unmei, @shrineshadow, @lcstwarricr, @namedhope
AND WEAPONS DON'T WEEP: STARTERS
a collection of dialogue prompts for or about characters who have been treated or trained as weapons by others, valued only for their capacity for violence, destruction, and harm. trigger warnings for mentions of murder and violence. change & alter as needed.
THE WEAPON:
"I'm not proud of the person they've turned me into. But it's all I know. And it's too late for me to change now."
"If there was ever any good in me, there's none left anymore."
"I don't know where the blood ends. Where my hands begin."
"I do what it takes to survive. And I don't care if that makes me a villain."
"I'm good at hurting people. I'm not going to apologize for doing what I'm good at."
"I'll never know who I could have been if they hadn't made me into this."
"This is your fault! You did this to me! You're the reason I'm like this!"
"Don't try and get close to me. You'll just get yourself hurt."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm... I'm not very good at being good."
"I don't really know how to be gentle."
"I'm not nice, and I'm not going to pretend to be. Deal with it."
"They made me a monster."
"They're all afraid of me. And they're right to be. You should be, too."
"I know I'm a villain. I don't need you to tell me that."
"Look at what they did to me! Look at what they made me into! It's their fault! They ruined me!"
"I wish they'd just killed me. I wish they'd just killed me instead of turning me into this. Being dead is better than being a monster."
"I know you're scared of me. It's okay. Everyone is."
"What does it matter whether I feel guilty about it or not? I still did it. Being sorry doesn't change that."
"Who am I if I'm not a monster?"
"No one could ever love me after everything I've done."
"Why aren't you afraid of me? How can you not be afraid of me?"
"I don't even know who I am without them pulling my strings."
"You want me to be the villain so bad? I can damn well provide."
"I don't want to be like this anymore. I don't want to hurt people. I want to be gentle. I want to be good."
"Who am I if I'm not what they've made me?"
"I don't need a weapon. I am one."
"Do you think I have it in me, to be good?"
THE WIELDER:
"You look so beautiful covered in somebody else's blood."
"And where did this little crisis of conscience come from all of a sudden?"
"You don't get to say no to me. Not after everything I've done for you. You owe me."
"You belong to me. You're mine."
"Where would you be without me? Who would you be without me? ...That's right. So let's try and be a little more grateful, hm?"
"I gave you everything, and this is how you choose to repay me?"
"I made you! You're nothing without me!"
"You don't make the rules, darling. That's my job."
"You are a dog, and I hold your leash. Never forget that."
"I didn't make you a monster. I just brought out what was already there."
"Look at you, coming when I call, eating out of my hand, doing everything I tell you... such a good dog, aren't you?"
"You think you can just walk away from me? Where are you going to go? Nobody else could possibly love a sick thing like you!"
"Monster is such an ugly word. I prefer to think of it as... helping you reach your fullest potential."
"I've got you trained so well, don't I?"
"I thought you knew better than to disobey me."
"Do you really think you can be a hero? After everything you've done?"
"Well, then, if I really ruined your life like you say, why don't you just kill me? We both know you're good at that."
"This is all you're good for. Don't go getting delusions of grandeur on me now."
"You couldn't survive without me. Don't ever delude yourself into thinking otherwise."
"I give the orders. You take them. Not the other way around."
"Destruction is really the only thing you're good at, darling. Take that away, and what's left?"
THE OBSERVER:
"You don't have to be what they tell you to be, you know? You're not stuck. You can change."
"You're not a monster. You're my friend."
"Being gentle doesn't come easy to you, does it?"
"You're a good person. I'm sorry they made you think you aren't."
"You kind of have a little... blood... on your face. ...Don't worry, I'll get it for you."
"I'm not scared of you."
"So, have you ever... you know... killed somebody?"
"You're sick, you know that? You're really sick. I can't believe you seriously do this kind of shit."
"Look, I know who you are. I know what you've done. And I'm not running away from you. You can't scare me off."
"You really are a monster."
"Why do you listen to them? Why do you take orders from them? You don't have to obey everything they tell you."
"So, let me get this straight: you know how to kill a man fifteen different ways, just with your bare hands, and you wouldn't even break a sweat... but you don't know what to do at a party?"
"You're not as mean as you want everyone to think you are."
"You say you're not a dog. So why do you blindly follow orders like one?"
"You don't have to do this. You don't have to be like this. You can choose your own path."
"You really are as bad as they say."
"Don't touch me. You have blood on your hands."
"I know you won't hurt me. I trust you."
"No! Stay away from me! Don't come any closer!"
"The world isn't just heroes and villains. You don't have to be one or the other. And just because you've been one doesn't mean you can't be the other."
"You don't have to listen to them. You don't have to obey."
"They don't get to decide who you are. No one but you gets to decide who you are."