#blessedsun

[tempestvoice-arch]

{ @blessdsun​ asked: you had us all very worried. }

“What? I’m fine! It’s, uh...it’s just a scratch. And a few bruises. And maybe a concussion. But I’m fine!”

[graviturgist-archive]

@blessdsun

“by all means, don’t let me stop you from having your fun.” and while he’d prefer to sit back and keep his hands out of it, it wouldn’t stop him from observing.

[aciidum]

@blessdsun / ♡ ‘d

trouble always seems to follow her --- or maybe it’s more like she’s sticking her nose into it. a little bit of both, maybe? calianna sneezes as ashes flutter like off colored snow, but even as she inhales and smoke fills her lungs she doesn’t cough. the burn of it almost feels welcome, though the back of her throat drips with something caustic on instinct. without thinking she grabs the wrist of the woman who stated the blaze, because surely someone working for these people wouldn’t go setting fire for the fun of it, and urged her along. “come on, before the whole building falls ontop of us!”

[storiestcld]

                                                                @blessdsun 

arínae had caught wind of something here, some magical item that could freeze things on command. that was nothing spectacular compared to the other things she had seen and collected for her mentor, but she wanted to get as many things as she could for him while on her journeys. he didn’t have any item specifically like it, yet, with soothed her when it came to the simplicity of it. though, she knew he would appreciate it no matter what.

she left as early as she could in the morning, barely sitting down long enough for a full breakfast before she headed out to find the item. she heard that it was guarded by something, but she was prepared, wand tucked safely, right where she could immediately get to it. she was a good spell caster, she wouldn’t lie, and she could take care of herself fine.

though, the gods seemed to have something else in mind, she found, when she came across the cave that supposedly lead to where it was kept, and saw another person who apparently had a similar idea.

“are you here for the artifact?” arínae asked as she walked up, expression almost calculating. “because it is mine.”

[tempestvoice-arch]

{ @blessdsun​ asked: ‘  thank you for seeing all the good in me.  ’ }

“There’s nothing to thank me for!” Keyleth insists with a smile. “There is good in you, and someone would have to really try to not see it. You’re good, okay? I believe that.”

[wolfgene-a]

@blessdsun asked: TFLN

[ text : ] i responded with "neat-o burrito" to his SEXT...he tried so hard and i just panicked.

[graviturgist-archive]

@blessdsun​ : ❛ Even though there aren’t any stars out tonight, you’re still shining like one. ❜

“it isn’t even night.” light poured across the city; the ever present twilight parted in the name of the luxon. the sharp, elegant architecture glittering in the sun’s warmth. dark elves gathered against it’s sting, basking beneath a glow that is not theirs. a right that had been taken from them --- hoping that perhaps, one day, the luxon would allow them to reclaim their light. 

essek’s mantle gleamed almost dangerously where the light hit it as he turned,  still dressed where many others had shed layers and adorned ceremonial garb to welcome the sun on their skin. fanatics. “and the sun is a star.”

[tempestvoice-arch]

{ @blessdsun​ asked: ‘ the trees are always kindest with spring comes ’ }

“unless you’ve got seasonal allergies!”