#carminic

[aeohn]

@carminic - starter call

HE     closes his eyes, cringing visibly via the shudder of the shoulders. “ that sounds terrible. ”

[falsesight]

@carminic.    //    syndra.    //    ♡ ’ d.

               𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫.  trapped,  sealed into dormancy as if she were a great beast who needed to be tamed and pressed beneath the weight of filthy,  sullied thumbs.  no matter the time that passes,  the memory remains as vivid and fresh as if it were only yesterday she was wrought from her slumber,  awaken to change the tides of war,  once again,  as if she were a beast to be weaponized and controlled for someone else’s cause.  humans . . . they are hopeless.  they must always subjugate one another,  toy with each other like feeble pawns.  syndra has been witness to betrayal of the greatest degree  —  no longer.  there are countless others that yet remain,  poor wretches she has yet to punish for their crimes.  until their spirits are returned unto the earth,  and with them the magic that coils deep within their marrow,  she cannot rest,  will will not have full control.

she allows herself a rare moment of repose in her never  -  ending journey in pursuit of greater freedom,  resting by the edge of a gently rippling creek alive with is chatter.  guarded,  yet her expression reflects a veil of peace that is few and far between in gracing her countenance.  a halt,  a single passing beat,  her breath stills as she soaks in the silence and basks beneath the warmth of the sun bleeding upon her skin.  it is in the silence,  however,  that sense finds itself extraordinarily heightened.  a change in the air,  its currents,  a shift in nature’s voice.  she feels it.  eyebrows furrow,  but she remains fixated,  though her muscles tighten and tense.  in a fleeting nanosecond,  she could have an abyssal orb of darkness at her disposal.  does someone dare approach  ?

[vulpesse-arc]

   AND WHOSE FANGS ARE THE SHARPEST, THOSE OF A MORTAL MAN WROUGHT OF UNFORGIVING STEEL OR THOSE OF A BEAST CRUELLY IMPRISONED IN A VESSEL OF FLESH AND BONE  ?  Neither fear or panic is allowed to nestle in the arteries and ventricles of her lamentably wilted heart: its beats, now much faster and much more violent than usual, are in fact naught but the almost palpable evidence of the euphoria that currently courses through her gilded veins. THE SHE-FOX SMILES, the kind of smile that would easily curse saints and mend broken hearts  (  before breaking them once more  )  .   ❝  Are you lost  ?  ❞  

@carminic​​  ,   ♡ .

[sbuggbot]

Not to brag but the draft doc for Carminic (outline is elsewhere) has more words than any of my other fics and I'm not done writing it yet

[youngscion]

(DEEP BREATH) first of all, i literally gushed to u about this last night, but i love your tsukiyama and absolutely LOVE what you did with the slaughtered canon. second of all.. i should finally admit ur blog was a partial reason i revamped kaneki after 4 years, if only because you have brought so much love and enjoyment back to this community :""") 100% planning to rp with this babe eventually. thx

@carminic / opinion of my portrayal

hhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnNNNNNNNNNN????? big distraught lesbian noises i’m…… emo….. soft….. i’m crying in the club i have to leave for work in five but catch me crying about this message randomly at work once i’m awake enough to like. be emotional. but yes we deffo gotta rp dammit even tho i’m. bad at replying to things kjshdfkjhskdjfhj anyways big big heart eyes thank you so much and i’m so glad ur back!!!!! welcome back btw i don’t think i ever welcomed you back but consider yourself welcomed