#bulsajo

[lusineinthesky]

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Christmas/Winter Starters! [ x ]

🔥 Our muses drink hot chocolate and cuddle next to the fireplace!

Lusine abhorred winter. Everything about it felt completely unnatural for a being accustomed to a tropical climate. She hated the way snow melted as soon as one stepped inside. She hated the way she slipped so easily on icy sidewalks. She hated how quickly her face and limbs went numb from the sheer cold alone, despite however many layers she piled on. But this, this wasn’t so bad.

Maybe any other person would’ve been overheating, but she felt perfectly content to nestle against his chest and just watch bright flames lap hungrily at a small pile of logs. It wasn’t too warm; it was perfect. As if it couldn’t get any better, she also had a cup of liquid chocolate and actually really liked it. More often than not, she found food here to be too. Too sweet, too spicy, too salty, too sour, too bitter, too anything for her evidently very bland palette. But this drink wasn’t sickly sweet, and she took tiny sips to try and make it last. 

“I wish I had one of these in my apartment,” the redhead sighed, letting her head fall back to peer up at his face with a pout. Only, it was hard to keep up the pitiful expression when her heart suddenly went pitter-pat. She blinked, face relaxing as she was temporarily distracted by how flattering the warm lighting fell against his already handsome features. Swallowing audibly, her dark eyes flickered down to where she carefully set her cup aside. “Ah, even with the heat on, I swear it feels like a freezer.” 

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@bulsajo continued from {x}

          Lucifer didn’t hesitate even for a second, as he walked closer to the firebird and gently poked his chin up -- a silent reminder that he still considered Crowley’s his equal. “You should stand proudly in front of me, especially if you believe your words to be true.” Heaven and Hell have changed while Morningstar was gone. So did Earth, and Lucifer was being forced into the role of the saviour -- that was, unless he didn’t mind losing everything he’s fought for during the last battle. He smiled at the male, a faint but honest smile. “If you know I am going to get involved,” he finally stated, “then you should not be worried about it. You know I always win my battles.”

[lusineinthesky]

[ @bulsajo continued from here: x ]

“But… that looks rather….” Hallakgungi looked at the red and silvery suit tightly wrapping itself around the woman’s body. “uhm… uncomfortable.” He thought of just how much freedom he felt thanks to the loose robes of his hanbok that let his skin breathe and his body bend in any possible way it was physically capable of. Had he thought about it for a slightly longer time, he’d be reminded of just how long it took to tie all the knots and put on all the different layers of this seemingly simple and messy costume but – as always in such situations – his mind forgot all about it, instead focusing on the beautiful, petite frame of the girl’s body, so wonderfully accentuated by the suit she had on her at the moment. “Can you… move in this thing?”

The alien’s head cocked to the side like a dog being asked to perform an unfamiliar trick. She blinked, looking down as if another glance at her attire would somehow make sense of his bizarre comment. “Of course, look-” With that, the redhead casually bent forward to let her palms fall flat against the ground in some sort of juvenile display of obvious flexibility. A light, shy laugh escaped the girl as she sprang back up right and smoothed her hair back into place. “It’s very comfortable, even if it doesn’t look it.” As if to cement her point, she reached out to take his hand and press it against the curve of her waist, “See? Feels nice, right?”

[lusineinthesky]

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send me a symbol for…

☠  five times my muse thought about hitting yours, and the one time they did.

Heavy, bleary eyes fought to pry themselves open. It didn’t help that the sun was beaming down directly overhead and served as the welcoming committee, irritating sensitive pupils and immediately causing the redhead to squeeze her eyelids shut again. In order to not be completely blinded, she needed to sit up, but with that realization came a sudden awareness for where she was. She was cold, wet, and not alone. Too weak to sit up right away, the alien risked another painful look only to be greeted by a dark blob that slowly come into some semblance of focus. She gasped, blinking several times to get the best look she could at this stranger. Did she hit him? Could she hit him? 

“Where am I?”

“You are with me in a fountain. You… almost collapsed and I was worried the heat got to you and–” 

No, no, maybe hitting wouldn’t be necessary after all… 

It was increasingly difficult to enjoy a hard-earned, because it took a couple hours of serious hiking to stumble upon it, view thanks to an unwanted date-crasher constantly darting and buzzing between them. He didn’t seem particularly bothered by the intrusion, but Lucy had been buying her time to strike for several minutes. The moment the mosquito landed on his arm, she couldn’t help but reach out like an irritated cat and swat at the pest. 

“Ah- I got it!” she cried in relief before scrunching her face at the little corpse mangled against her palm. Only then did she realize that she’d actually hit him and immediately launched into a slur of apologies. Once the bug was wiped off her hand she went to gently rub at the point of impact. “I’m sorry he was going to bite you so I, I hope I didn’t hit you too hard…”

[lusineinthesky]

🍂🍂

for every 🍂 I get, I’ll reveal one of the most important people in my muse’s life.

Adur and Goongi

Adur was one of Lusine’s closest friends. Being a child of royalty, she wasn’t allowed to go wherever she wanted or play with whomever she wanted. Adur was the son of high-ranking general in the Balahyan army and often spent time at the castle while his father spoke with hers, and the two became quick friends. She gravitated towards him at any kind of official function, and the pair were generally inseparable throughout childhood. As adults, they chose to pursue different paths, however,– he wanted to be a solider and she wanted to be a representative for Balah to prevent misunderstandings or violence. During the war, Lusine began volunteering her time and services at camps for the wounded. It was both luck and misfortune which enabled her to be present for Adur’s death, and Lusine was never quite the same again.

Goongi [ @bulsajo ] is the most precious and invaluable “friend” Lucy has made on earth. She trusted him with her biggest secret and has come to rely almost solely on him for comfort and emotional support. It started as a shallow crush when he, unknowingly, saved her life and now the man makes her heart constantly work on overtime. And so, the alien flower fell hopelessly in love with the godly gardener. 

[lusineinthesky]

🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂

for every 🍂 I get, I’ll reveal one of the most important people in my muse’s life.

& some more siblings

Siran is Lucy’s oldest sister and sibling. She is everything that Lusine wished she could be – graceful, wise, and kind. Growing up, she felt closer to Siran than many of their younger brothers and sisters. Siran is to Lucy what Lucy tries to be for Vartouhi; she’s like a second mother figure. Although, Lusine has always worried for her sister and whether or not her decisions were fueled by what she thought was expected of her or what she herself wanted.

Afzal is Lucy’s only older brother and one of the farthest in personality to her. While Lusine isn’t one for confrontation, she often finds herself at odds with her brother and his choices. On one hand, she will never not have love for him, but on the other hand he embodies a plethora of traits that she finds irritating and wasteful. As first in line for the throne, Lucy has tried to steer him in a more responsible direction. She has dragged him to charity and volunteer opportunities to get more in touch with their people, but Afzal cares more about who’s going to share his bed for the night.

Zhirayr is a younger brother who shares Lusine’s passion for philanthropy. He’s a ray of sunshine, always looking for ways to lighten spirits and help others.  

Aram is Lucy’s third and baby brother. Despite being the youngest boy, Aram is actually the most responsible and serious of probably the entire bunch. For Lucy, he’s a bit hard to talk to because of his stoic nature, but she does acknowledge how hard he works to constantly better himself. She has dragged him away from his studies on occasion under the guise of gaining experience with the public. While he was busy thinking he was getting charisma points and learning how to interact with different types of the people, Lucy was actually just trying to get him to liven up a bit.

Kohar is a younger sister with enough confidence and presence for the both of them. She’s as spoiled as Afzal and equally as indifferent towards royal obligations. Lusine tends to think that the younger girl finds her frustrating because of her soft-spoken nature and is just as uncomfortable by her sister’s blatant manipulation to get whatever she wants.

Albena was Vartouhi’s twin sister. She was kind and exceptionally talented at combat with a bright future ahead of her when she became the host for a parasite. She lost control and was killed by guards when she attacked Vartouhi. Lucy was incredibly fond of Albena, just as she remains fond of Vartouhi, and still doesn’t like to talk about her death.

[lusineinthesky]

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Random headcanon meme! [x]

☆ : Of the sun, stars, and the moon, which is your muse’s favorite?

Lucy prefers stars the most because, in a sense, they are less consistent and stationary than the sun or moon. Certain stars can only be seen at certain times of the year, whereas the sun and moon are daily companions. That’s not to say that she doesn’t like the others, and her opinion could potentially change depending upon where she is.

[lusineinthesky]

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Put a symbol in my ask box ;; extended edition

♓ for our muse’s wedding

As per tradition, marrying someone not of Balah results ingiving up any claim to the throne. Only those who marry among their own peoplecan rule. As such, this would be basically the last instance where her parentscould provide a large celebration for her as an active member of the royalfamily. Thus, the wedding would ordinarily be held on Balah and involve anintimate ceremony followed by a larger, public celebration where the couple isparaded through the streets and showered in well wishes and garlands of freshflowers by the people. 

However, since Goongi isn’tin a position to leave Earth, they would probably instead have a small, hybridwedding incorporating traditional elements from both cultures on his planet.What members of her family could readily attend would, likely overwhelming herpoor groom. Since it is unusual for a child of the king to pick their ownspouse, her father would want to spend as much time as possible in the daysleading up to the wedding interacting with Goongi before ultimately giving hissincere blessing. While Lucy has always dreamed of a large, extravagant weddingday, she wouldn’t mind a change in plans or be disappointed in the slightest. Icould even imagine them getting “officially” married in Seoul at a traditionalfolk village for that full experience if Lucy can coach her family intobehaving inconspicuously enough to get through the ceremony. Or they could go on their own once the clan has gone home.

Basically, I foresee pretty and elaborate hanboks with delicate, handcrafted veils and garlands and trains of beautiful flowers from Balah. Lucy doesn’t necessarily care either way how the ceremony goes; her focus would be more so on sharing him with her family and, well, getting married.