story teller

an indie, low activity, multi-muse. penned by dusk. with muses from Final Fantasy, Borderlands, and Skyrim. mobile friendly rules.

[starvingtongue]

# starvingtongue. an, indie, low activity multi-muse, penned by dusk, 31, gmt, she/her. oc, multi-muse, & duplicate friendly. ready to chew some bubblegum and kick some fictional booty with some new writing partners. (ง︡'-'︠)ง

muse list - please click their names for more info // click here for rules

final fantasy:

Paine from Final Fantasy X/X-2

Anima from Final Fantasy X/X-2

Dona from Final Fantasy X/X-2

Leblanc from Final Fantasy X/X-2

Tromell from Final Fantasy X/X-2

Wakka from Final Fantasy X/X-2

other:

Elena from Grandia 2

Shachath, an Angel of Death OC heavily inspired from AHS: Asylum

The Watcher from Borderlands

Zephyrine Allard, a Skyrim based OC, from the Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

affiliated with: @braskide / @blkmahgik

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑬𝑬𝑷𝑺𝑷𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  if anyone asks, tell them i won't let you leave me.  ❜ ❛  you're allowed to get injured, but you're not allowed to hide it from me.  ❜ ❛  i mean, i would've seen right through you regardless, it serves no purpose pretending in front of me.  ❜ ❛  of course, i'm alive. who else would take care of you?  ❜ ❛  you can sleep now, i'm here. i'll always be here.  ❜ ❛  tell me when you are in danger ... tell me when you are hurt. don't worry about bothering me.  ❜ ❛  i won't leave, i'll stay with you until tomorrow. both in your dreams and in reality.  ❜ ❛  you are the one who guides me in my dreams, so i can find you again.  ❜ ❛  i will not let tragedy repeat itself.  ❜ ❛  i'm sleepy, let's get this over with.  ❜ ❛  promise me you won't cry anymore.  ❜ ❛  you alone are enough.  ❜ ❛  did you always get what you wanted when you waited?  ❜ ❛  i don't have a type. i only have ... a person who captivates me.  ❜ ❛  everything is spiraling out of control, how can you pretend you're not affected?  ❜ ❛  maybe it's because ... i love you a little more than you realize.  ❜ ❛  if you were an art piece, then whoever created you must have loved you dearly.  ❜ ❛  what if i told you i was always like this?  ❜ ❛  there is nothing more powerful than relying on yourself to get your act together. believe in yourself.  ❜ ❛  you should know very well that i adore you. there is no love purer than mine.  ❜ ❛  i won't lose. i have someone i must protect.  ❜ ❛  i can see what i look like in your eyes. can you see yourself in my eyes, too?  ❜ ❛  if life were a photo album, then i wish every page had a picture of you in it.  ❜ ❛  you don't need to be perfect, you just need to be yourself. that's more than enough for me.  ❜ ❛  i never thought i'd find peace in someone else, but here you are.  ❜ ❛  i don't mind being seen as a weirdo with you.  ❜ ❛  when you first held my hand that day for the first time, i knew i'd never get away.  ❜ ❛  want some help? yes? no? maybe so?  ❜ ❛  so even if i can't reach you, i'm somewhere close to you ... waiting for you to come back.  ❜ ❛  time can't heal everything, nor can someone simply forget the pain. however, people can become accustomed to sorrow.  ❜ ❛  not everyone is born with the privilege of being a normal person.  ❜ ❛  real life doesn't always have happy endings. however ... with you here, my story won't end in tragedy.  ❜ ❛  if i had know we would be separated for years after that day, i would have made more happy memories with you.  ❜ ❛  i need you. i have never denied that. it's just ... it's not the kind of need that you think it is.  ❜ ❛  if i'm able to see you sunday, i'll start getting excited thursday.  ❜ ❛  another new demand of yours? i'm all ears.  ❜ ❛  thank you for being my stress relief.  ❜ ❛  if you keep looking at me like that, i won't show you any mercy.  ❜ ❛  i'm not someone who takes advantage of others. but there are times when ... i can't help myself.  ❜ ❛  i don't mind spending the whole night with you.  ❜

[finalfantasyrpdirectory]

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[starvingtongue]

continued from here / @fcntasyadvcnturc

blue eyes softened at the mention of it being enough for the blonde. she ignored the comment before it. Anna knew she must have hit a nerve. "Are you sure?" eyebrows quirked upwards a little. "If that's enough for you, we can leave it at that. However, I can see you have a lot more potential than you're giving yourself credit for. Am I wrong?"

[novachrysalism]

❝Hmph, you'd be cautious too if you had you as back up.❞ Rikku commented, though there was no heat behind her words. Leblanc was right, she didn't used to be so cautious, but Rikku was still getting used to working with Yuna and Paine.

When the three of them had been together, it had felt like they could take on the world. She was still finding her balance alone.

Well...not entirely alone. If someone had told her months ago that she'd willingly be working with Leblanc, she would have called them crazy. The woman really wasn't as bad as she'd initially seemed.

Following Leblanc into the room, Rikku glanced around. ❝There's supposed to be a secret passage somewhere, but the rumors didn't say exactly how to open it, just that there's a lever.❞ There were so many things in the room that could be treated like a lever though, and Rikku placed her hands on her hips in annoyance.

❝Really, couldn't they have been more specific? Don't they know how busy us treasure hunters are?❞

[starvingtongue]

"What was that, love? Did you say something?" she chose to ignore the words she very obviously heard. they didn't affect her too much, her ego was big enough to handle any jabs Rikku threw her way. it was true they hadn't worked together much, but Leblanc was more than willing to walk head first into danger with the blonde as her backup. if it meant potentially getting a blade in her back, then so be it. they'd defeated Vegnagun together, so Leblanc was more than willing to trust her.

a secret passage, huh? well, she had plenty of dealings with those! she'd installed a couple into her own Chateau. "You've brought along the right person in that case, love." there was pride in her voice as she spoke, her hand flicking her fan. she wasn't very surprised that someone from the Dullwings wouldn't be able to find something as simple as this. it had taken them a while to find the one that was in her Chataeu, and the only reason she believed they found that one was because Logos and Ormi had spilled the beans.

"Not to worry, I'll find it in no time." she liked to think she had an eye for detail. purple eyes scanned the room, her feet lazily taking her a few steps forward to get a better view. one hand tapped her fan against the other. "Feel free to help whenever you like, love." lever, lever, where art thou? there was the temptation to look at things behind her, for there was a chance that whoever installed the level might've installed in near the entrance to the room rather than to the secret passageway. however, they were would try the more obvious things first, better to get them out of the way.

she lazily walked over to an elegant vase. there was nothing in it, which seemed suspicious, so with her free hand, she gave the thing a tug downwards. nothing happened and the vase wobbled. her grip tightened until it stopped. she made sure the bottom was flat, not bothering to right it back to it's original position. not that one then. eyes land on a number of bottles on shelf about chest level. she absent-mindedly starts pulling each and every one of them.

[starvingtongue]

ooc; I've had the past two weeks off work (t'was my birthday last Friday) and I was not expecting to spend the past 5 days feel like I'm melting.

and while part of me is grateful I haven't had to go into work for the past few days, I am kinda sad I didn't get to spend this time exploring places and doing the things I was hoping to. which included writing. my queue's run out and I'm not feeling too miserable rn, so I might see if I can chuck a few replies out.

[starvingtongue]

@braskide && @metoikhomai

she wasn't quite sure who had suggested the idea first, but it had eventually evolved into a whole plan for the evening. they were currently planning on locking themselves in the cabin to have a girls night, no boys allowed. which had also included Barkeep. she was all for that idea, a quiet evening away from Brother sounded lovely.

Paine heard the door latch shut not long after she'd wandered in. throwing a glance over her shoulder, she saw Rikku by the door. "What first?" she asked, her head turning towards where Yuna stood. "Drinks?" the Celsius always had a well stocked bar, and she wasn't entirely sure what they should start with. she slowly took a few steps towards the bar, casting a glance to make a mental note of what they could make in bulk.

she'd never had a girls night before. heck, she hadn't had many girl friends growing up, let alone had the ability to be invited to something like this. she couldn't imagine many in Spira had now that she thought about it, let alone the women in this room. there'd been mentioned of drinks, karaoke, nail painting, facemasks, and a few other things. so many ideas had been thrown out so far, Paine wasn't sure what the plan was, if there even was one.

"I think I remember how to make a cocktail or two."

[ethernalium]

YRP in War of the Visions FFBE

[starvingtongue]

"Hm," he hummed softly, it was a happy sound, though it made him nostalgic for more times like this. despite it's happy sound, it made him sad to think that there would be a finite amount of these left. "She would, wouldn't she?" then again, Yuna seemed to like most of the things Wakka brought her. sometimes he wondered if she truly liked them or if she was just being kind to him. he often chose the latter and didn't think too much of it after that. he gave one of the ones he managed to somewhat grip a squeeze, and nodded. "Definitely ripe. They wouldn't have fallen otherwise." he hoped they'd be bursting with juice once they cut into them later. with this many, he wondered if he could make a salad out of some. "Perhaps we can make somethin' out of them later too."

"Ah, thanks Kimahri." he watched as the Ronso plucked one of the mangos from the top. it wouldn't be too hard to carry these back. he hoped the fruit would perk Yuna up a bit. she'd been working so hard lately that Wakka couldn't help but feel a bit bad. a summoner's training was hard, as it had to be, but he still felt a pang of sadness every time he saw her come back exhausted after a long day. he often tried to push the thoughts of what that meant if she succeeded out of his head. the less he thought about it the better. he was trying to make as much of their time count together as possible. if that meant saving her a couple of mangos today, so be it.

Wakka nodded, an affirmative sound coming from this lips. "I'll be fine, it's nothing but a bump on the head, ya? I've had worse things from blitzball." a bump on the head from a mango wouldn't qualify as anything life threatening. "Was more of a surprise than anythin'. It's not every day you get bumped on the head by a mango." he grinned at the Ronso, before starting to walk back towards the village.

[fabullisnova]

Yuna likes a lot of things,  Kimahri’s noticed.  Perhaps that itself is the most evident proof that her heart is wide and enormous,  vast like his home on Gagazet.  The little things matter to her,  so no doubt that mangoes would bring a smile to her face.  He'll make sure that happens.    ❝  Kimahri help make too.  Show Kimahri how to make later.  ❞    Wakka,  being a native here,  would surely know a dish or two that would make Yuna beam;  Kimahri is certain.  Wakka also confirmed the mangoes being ripe,  so Kimahri commits the sight to memory  /  memorizes how the skin looks,  the colors and feel of it.  Being a meat eater all of his life,  something as light as this mango is so foreign to him.

❝  Wakka shouldn’t jinx it.  ❞    It’s not said with humor or belittlement,  just a statement because Kimahri,  having spent some time with him,  knows that the blitzball player is sometimes cursed by bad luck.  Whenever he accompanied Yuna to see the Aurochs practice at the beach,  Kimahri would quietly stand side-by-side with her and watch everyone scramble for the ball or toss it back and forth.  He can see that they’re all trying,  Wakka especially,  but it’s a telling sign of misfortune from the way the team still can’t seem to win a tournament.  He never points it out——never needed to——because most likely,  Wakka already knows that and it’s why he keeps trying and trying.  Just like how he kept trying to get the mangoes.

He follows Wakka.    ❝  Lulu said to be careful.  Listen to Lulu.  ❞    He can tell she would be unamused if she knew.  Then again,  considering her relationship to him,  perhaps she actually expects that from Wakka.    ❝  Yuna said same thing too.  Wakka clumsy.  Clumsy not good for blitzball.  ❞    Kimahri means this with good intentions,  a gentle criticism.  

[starvingtongue]

a nod of the head was accompanied by a small 'mm' sound. both done in approval. " 'Course, Kimahri. I'll show you later this evening, ya?" he was pleasantly surprised whenever Kimahri wanted to be shown something like this. and Wakka was always happy to teach. "Y'know, I've always been intrigued by what you guys eat up in the mountains. Yevon knows you can't grow much up there." he shudders a bit at the thought of the cold and the snow. he's born and raised in Besaid, to the point where the thought of summer on Mount Gagazet makes him feel like he's going to freeze over.

"Hey!" it's said with a semblance of righteous indignation. he knows his luck isn't the best, he's even joked about it a couple of times, but still. "My luck ain't that bad!" even he didn't believe his words, but there was still a grin on his face regardless. Wakka knew he sometimes had terrible luck. the Auroch's losing was a real manifestation of that. though much could be said about the team's skill in general, they always tried their best at tournaments.

he hears the crunch of footsteps beside him. he sputters at the mention of both Lulu and Yuna saying that he needed to be careful and that he was clumsy. "C'mooon, it's like you lot have no faith in me!" again, his joke would indicate he's joking. "I can be careful when I need to be." it wasn't often, but it happened. he could count any number of situations where he'd need be more careful. keeping on the lookout for fiends, the eventuality of Yuna's pilgrimage, a massive blitzball tournament...the list was endless. "I ain't that clumsy either! The mango was a fluke, promise. Don't listen to them, ya? They don't know what they're talkin' about." he chuckled afterwards. he knows Kimahri isn't saying it to be mean, none of them do, only as some form of gentle criticism that he could use to improve.

what must Kimahri think of him? Wakka hoped that his thoughts had improved since the day they met, or at least, hadn't gotten much worse. "You should come an' watch us play in Luca sometime, Kimahri. You can see how unclumsy I can be." he leads them both via the same path they always took to get from the beach to the village. it led through a bit of dense foliage, and the under waterfalls, finally getting to a view of the village.

[starvingtongue]

continued from here / @novachrysalism

surprise came quickly at hearing the blonde's hesitation. where had this been when the Dullwings had broken into her home all those months ago? where had it been fighting Vegnagun? Leblanc hadn't known Rikku to be this apprehensive, having expected her to be as gungho about the situation as Leblanc was currently feeling.

what was she so worried about?

Leblanc's confusion was short lasting, however, as Rikku finally jumped on board. "I've never known you to be so apprehensive over an open door, my dear." her closed fan tapped the air. "It's almost as if they want us to come in, hm?" though she was absolutely sure they could handle whatever what is there. she almost stalked through it and into an open room. there was the typical furniture in there, yet nothing out of the ordinary. there was little hesitation as she moved through the space.

"Exactly where did you little tip of say this treasure was?"

[choormi]

Leblanc 🩷

[starvingtongue]

ooc; I've just read High Scummoner in a fic, and I will now be adding that to Leblanc's list of insults...

[starvingtongue]

Gullwing Girls Night in the cabin? Gullwing Girls Night in the cabin.

Soz boys, you're not invited.

[nixscriptum]

[starvingtongue]

it was a fleeting look that passed across Kar's face and one that The Watcher picked up on. it was hard no too, especially after such a faltering sentence. "An intriguing device and a handy one at that." it was almost like an echo log, albeit more sophisticated if it could only be used by certain individuals. "I am sure any future students of yours would find it helpful." one could never know what a student would find useful, though The Watcher knew little of Kar's relationship with her students. they hadn't spoken much of what the latter taught them.

"Perchance it is a blessing in disguise. Perhaps there is a reason the universe does not want you to return there too soon." what that reason was, The Watcher could only speculate, and perhaps that was for the best. they had their own problems to be dealing with. "Oh? In what capacity?" now they were even more intrigued. "Maybe when the universed is not set against you returning, you might find it within yourself to bring me along."

[stellevatum]

"Well, for one the whole planet's swallowed up in this...peculiar phenomena." Kar began. "We call it a nebula-- and it acts like one-- but there's matter only found in the system that plays with the gravity and electromagnetism in there.. It keeps us safe. And makes the skies above planet side."

Ship-eater, as the old prospectors say-- still say. The secret of the compasses have been kept between trusted souls. Pathfinders, like her, would be granted one as she was expected to travel. Anyone else who braved the nebula would find themselves added to the ghost ships of the nebula.

"And, the Force...is different there. Whether it's a side effect of the Abyss or not has been debated somewhat frequently. Plus exotic plants, turquoise seas, mild temperature-- and still relatively unexplored."

Kar shrugged a little, though her voice betrayed there was some favoritism towards the world. One of the few places she considered home, safe. She may have never adopted the Jedi identity fully, but she was still involved in the preservation of culture and history of the myriad lifeforms in the cosmos.

"And our Archive is impressive-- we've sought to try to serve as a repository of all wisdom and culture protected from the those who would seek to destroy it. So if you ever wanted to peruse several galaxies' worth of knowledge..."

[starvingtongue]

a trill, something akin to their version of a hum, could be heard underneath all the whispering. they found it all interesting. as a being who used to travel the stars quite a bit, though not as much as they wanted to, hearing of this tickled some part of their brain. they listened quietly to Kar's explanation. while they had no visible eyes, one could tell via The Watcher's stillness, how entranced they were by the other's explanation.

once she was done, The Watcher took the chance to speak. "I should quite like a visit to this planet one day. You seem to have enjoyed spending time there." they had never heard Kar speak so fondly of any planet in their time together, so the fact that she spoke so highly of this one made them think it was something special.

"It has been too long since I have learned about another’s culture, let alone enjoyed a climate that is not overwhelming hot. Perhaps if I survive this war, you would be so kind as to take me?" they would enjoy that. they enjoyed the possibility of a future outside of war, where they weren't having to gather as many warriors for it. provided they survived, it would be something they'd like to enjoy.

[starvingtongue]

kinda wish I had more mum threads with Anima. doesn't necessarily have to be canon ones, but ones where she hangs out with other mums, their kids go on play dates, and she finally gets the little mum community her and Seymour deserve.

[cryogenicmuses]

@starvingtongue (Leblanc) // continued from this post

The seedier parts of Wall Market were always good for a good-paying job, and the first job he'd done for the syndicate had gone well enough. He'd even gone to The Love Tap after to get a drink.

But the next week he needed to get more gil, and so it was a return to the syndicate.

"Well met, Leblanc." He'd probably gotten her name last time, but it did take a while before he could put names to faces (yes, even as one as beautiful as hers). "Call me Genesis."

There had been a time when that name was one of awe and inspiration. Now it was one of infamy.

"I believe you mentioned last time that there'd be more work. I'm here for my next job."

[starvingtongue]

she wonders if his name is a pseudonym or his true name. something tugged at the back of her mind that made her pause for a second, somthing that made her think she'd heard the name before, but she couldn't remember where. a flick of the fingers is the only movement she made to get rid of the thought. if she couldn't remember why it wasn't important now, it wasn't important at all. "As you wish, my love." Whatever floated his boat, if that's what he wanted to be called, she wasn't about to think otherwise.

her ears perked up at the mention of work. "Yes, yes, my dear, I lots more work you can do." she tried to make it sound like she wasn't incredibly eager to have more people to help her, but anyone with eyes could see it was written entirely over her face. her hand lazily gestured towards the plus seating she kept for guests. it wasn't as if her crew didn't like doing work, though some of them could be incredibly lazy, but it always seemed like there was more work to do than she had people for. some might say her ambitions were too lofty, Leblanc would call those people idiots. she took a seat behind a desk, a hand rifling through some papers her workers had left for her.

"Here it is, this could work for you, love." She pulled a piece of paper out with some intel on it and gestured for Genesis to take it. "We've gained some intel about a potential new gear that our buyers are interested in." something to reduce the damage from materia spells. the intel she got had skimped out on those details. she'd thought it was something to do with materia at first, but had been dismayed once she'd found out otherwise. once the paper was out of her hands, she leaned back in her chair.

"It's discarded Shinra tech, that they apparently don't want," a roll of her eyes accompanied her words. "But we'd happily take it off their hands for free if they don't want it." a smirk danced on her lips at this. "They try and dispose of it discretely, but I've got good enough intel on the areas they discard it into." the smirk was definitely there to stay. the sheet of paper included all of this information, including the location of the suspected dump site Genesis would be visiting. "You might run into one or two of their guards on the way, but with how you handled that last job, I think you should have no problem with this. Are you up for it?"