#cosmoscompressed

[valorxdrive]

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♕ - Starseekers roused and driven from this select part of the cosmos were of a stalwart ilk. Their lives were constantly intertwined through distances and stars that stretched across vast reaches of nebula. From the ever expanding course of time to the pocket realms that held the deepest desires as a fearsome power. Sora’s newest journey and his natural connection with the darkness itself, one made as a searing light to rival it’s ever changing shape had led him to a new world.

One that struggled from the onslaught of shadows that aimed to complete it’s final tug of the curtain. His starting journey here had already drawn hints to his experienced senses, primarily the taint of malicious darkness born and bred from unknown inhabitants that weren’t of the struggling total. Cleaving his way through the outskirts to the last sanctum where humanity barely hung would introduce him to the inner threads. With the innate squabbling of a certain duck in mind, it’s clear how the conditions of the World Order of course had to be met.

Little did he know of the extents of how that certain rule would find a slew of circumvention here of all places.

His arrival to the fading gem of resistance was met with a somber atmosphere. Overwhelming shades of worry, concern and darker, more hopeless spiels managed to permeate a saddening aura to barely clinging hope. Just the view alone made his lips twist with a growing nudge of concern. “This place.. Khhh. I have to get to the bottom of it, this place really does feel like it’s on the brink..” Memories punctuated that sentiment as these bleak skies dashed with smoky grays and tinges of dark found themselves reflecting a different time to Sora. Times that spelled endings as his own island home found itself devoured by the insatiable maw of darkness itself.

That was all the inner motivation he needs to dart down the kingdom’s streets post haste. Drive burns strong within his heart as he found himself being unconscious guided, a slew of townsfolk were taking the same path, naturally taking his interest to the big epicenter of some sort of event in the midst of taking place.

”..? A meeting?” He silently comments once he found himself stopping short among a crowded mass of cobblestone. The fearful, the impatient, the weary and the determined, there was a wide stretch of people that offered their attention what looked like one of the sole beacons left. Even now their attention was transfixed, similar to Sora’s on growing attentiveness while he gazed at the onset of an ornate and battered looking castle, the sort that arches the crowd underneath it’s shadow. None the less one particular presence managed to keep a radiant disposition amidst the stands. Naturally his attention drifted up to the figure above.

It’s high time he learned a thing or two of what was going on around here.

@cosmoscompressed​

[primalvessel]

Chasing Tails

@cosmoscompressed

Mor Dhona was a nice place, bustling with adventurers with a nice bar and a marketplace that was always busy but going there so often on Scion business had come to make it a bit of a chore to keep going out there even if aethercrystal travel made it easy. Besides which, there was something to be said about reminding himself of what he was fighting for and what he had already fought for across the years that he’d been the Warrior of Light and vessel to the Primal.

It was for that reason that Maru had taken it upon himself to travel back to Uldah mostly on foot with only Northern Thanalan travelled on the back of a chocobo.

Black Brush Station was ahead of him, still a ways off and unseen in the heat haze that hung over the dusty land but Maru knew it was there and that was enough. He’d stop there for a brief respite and then continue on towards the city itself. Where he’d go from there he wasn’t really sure but just having a modicum of time away from the battlefield and going where he pleased was novel after events in the First.

Breathing in the familiar sighs and smells of the desert made the journey worthwhile already, even if it wasn’t quite the home desert he longed for.

Monsters were no trouble either and seemed to sense the strength in him because they mostly left him alone. While it might be entertaining to clear the path with little effort Maru didn’t really want to break the steady monotony of his walk for combat, however brief it might be. With the sun burning brightly above him, it felt a bit like a balm on his damaged soul, warming him where cracks in it left him feeling cold.

It might seem silly to the others but just going for a walk, the luxury of being able to do so before he was swept up in whatever crisis demanded his attention next, was pleasant. He needed the break, honestly. Needed to rest before Garlemald renewed its assault.

A little rest wasn’t too much to ask, right?

[cookignis]

6, 8/9 (similar questions!), 39

munday asks. accepting 

 6) is there any other muse in this fandom you’d like to RP?

Answered here.

8 & 9) did you have a muse you tried to play, but didn’t feel connected to? // did you have muse you tried to play, but ended up dropping for various reasons? (the rpc wasn’t active, you lost interest, etc)

I haven't had a muse I haven't been connected to; at least none that I can recall. But I did try to write Edelgard von Hresvelg, the antagonist of Fire Emblem: Three Houses. I really loved how complex she was and by playing through more of the routes and Supports, you learn how tragic of a character she really was. I had plenty of metas and headcanons about her and was really excited to explore relationships with other characters for more in depth development. Though due to the nature of fandom and morally grey female villains--there was an undue amount of hate surrounding her character that even pervaded into the RPC. If someone didn't portray her as the ruthless, murderous dictator they interpreted her to be, they were woobifying her. It was to the point where people had it in their rules how people should play Edelgard or they wouldn't interact/follow. The interactions I did get had some passive godmodding that would assume my muse did/felt this and that without consulting me. While I understand the delicate balance of playing villains, the amount of hate towards this character was astounding imo. From calling her a Nazi or comparing her to Hitler, to calling her a 'white supremacist's wet dream'.... At some point it became too much so I just dropped her blog. I still swear to this day if she was a male Lord character, fandom would be all over her because they love morally grey anti-hero boys.

39) what’s a song that reminds you of your muse?

Yellow - Coldplay 

@cosmoscompressed

[xkuja]

😍 - particularly in terms of artists (visual, audio, whatever). who/what do you consider influences on your (gorgeous) style?

|| A MUNDAY MEME ||

WEll...  There’s a few. My biggest influence in art is Ayami Kojima ( character designer for Castlevania, the games not the netflix... thing...). She’s amazing, her art is amazing. One day if I can be half this good I’ll be happy. Her artbook is the favorite one I have on my shelf of art books and it is my dream to buy all her blackjack doujinshi.. But that’s expensive so I just bought the issues of Rose Cult she was in. Anyway her most obvious influence on my art is that she the reason I draw people with M shaped mouths. Her fault.

Another influence is Thores Shibamoto ( Trinity Blood and other things ) who draws beautiful costumes on characters.  Looking at his art is invigorating, you know? I was very inspired by his art all through highschool, right up until I found out he didn’t draw the Trinity Blood manga at all, he just did the designs, and 3 years of my drawing life was a lie... Anyway I draw eyes was influenced by his style of them.

Those are probably the two artists who had a big hand in my style as it is currently, though CLAMP’s work, Dragonball Z and Sakura Taisen series also had a hand in it in the past... when I was a young spawn.

Lately I’m a big fan of Sakamoto Shin’ichi’s stuff. I bet you’d like his art and storytelling too, he’s drawing a dracula based manga now which is very exciting~~~.

[hartofbalamb]

One of the things I really like about Squall in FFVIII is that he has a lot of subtle moments in the game that really flesh out his character - moments that don't necessarily jump out at you on your first playthrough. What's your favorite "Squall moment?" - some scene or exchange of dialogue that you feel reveals more about him than some might notice?

Send Me Questions About My Character | status: always open

  Oh god... hmm... ah... this is a really difficult question, but also a good question, because honestly there are so many. 

  One that comes to mind, in the English translation at least, is a part when he’s flashing back to his childhood, where he reassures Sis, and in a way himself, that while he was alone and doing his best, and that he would be okay.

  “(...I didn’t turn out okay at all.)” is such a funny, sad, poignant self-aware moment for him in realizing that his entire coping mechanism is coming apart at the seams, and that maybe it would have been better to rely on people after all.

  I think people play Squall off as being this stoic, emotionally detached guy, and while that can be the case sometimes I don’t think that’s honestly very true — he’s extremely emotional, but those emotions are poorly managed, and I think he knows that, but when you’ve spent your whole life cultivating this image of yourself through other people’s eyes, how, when, and with whom do you break out of it? 

^^^ Squall Leonhart, probably.   

[aonemanarmy]

which two greek gods are your parents?

Atlas & Demeter

Oh, sweet child of penance and harvest! Your father eternally holds up the skies, and your mother the sacred watcher of life and death. A life of greatness stands before you dictated by endurance, adaptability, and change. No man can tell you what realm you preside over, but look to themes of famine and torpor as you grow into your power.

tagged by: @kyouminaine​ & @cosmoscompressed​ (Ty for the tag)

tagging: Anyone that hasn’t done this already.

[hyperionswrath--archived]

@cosmoscompressed

Artemisa’s voice came back in equal parts perfume and mocha: not chocolate - mocha.

“How cynical, how jaded the youth of today! - and why? Do we not live in a time of endless entertainments and technological wonders, the whole world accessible from the palm of the hand? Or is that precisely it? - that behind the bread and circuses hang the invisible hand of the market and the all-encompassing web of intelligence agencies weaving war for the glory of crowns? Surely you are not blind to the puppets pulling your strings. Kingsglaive, Crownsguard: what are these if not the titles bestowed upon the most faithful of slaves? So tell me, Seifer:”

Caesura, cigarette, cloud of smoke.

“Why is it that you frolic in these chains? I know you and you know me. We may not always see eye to eye, but in one crucial respect we are one and the same: ours are revolutionary souls. You wish to be free of the rule of gods and men, and I - I wish to be rid of limits altogether.”

Another pause as Artemisa lifted her cup of coffee to her lips, and made an outward gesture with it still in hand.

“No, I am not here to merely meddle in your affairs. Were it play that I were after, I assure you, there are any number of unassuming fools I might befuddle. If on some dusty plain you wish to someday settle the score between us, then I am more than willing to comply; but presently, I believe you and I share a cause we are willing to set aside our differences in the pursuit of.”

Setting down the cup upon its saucer, Artemisa took another drag before extinguishing her cigarette.

“What are your thoughts on the Lady Lunafreya, my dear?”

Still grinding his teeth, Seifer didn’t like where this conversation was headed at all. Inhaling another bout of smoke and letting it sit in his lungs for a long moment, he exhaled with a show of an amused, huffed laugh - amusement he did not really feel in her presence.

Much on the contrary, her being here in front of him made him tense, and pulled on all the wrong strings again. He came here to forget, but seemingly, there was no way of escaping her clutches entirely either.

Nonetheless, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes at her lengthy monologue about technology and the connectivity it brought. Was she really ranting about the internet? it would come as no surprise, given that she hailed from an entirely different time, as he now knew. But why the idle conversation? All just to lull him in again and make him feel safe when really she might be trying to weave her webs and pull him into her clutches again?

There were too many variables at play, once again, for him to properly gauge the entirety behind it and the lack of control in this situation didn’t sit right with him. Every second he spent in her presence was dangerous, simply looking at her threatening to flick all the switches of his triggers.

And then she played her cards more openly. Well, to him at least. Appealing to his rebellious side, the one that never really could follow any orders, or rules, who made destiny his bitch if he could. Still, a flat laugh hummed from the blond at her words. “I am here to redeem myself for what you had me do,” he said, voice even, almost bored. Deliberately so. 

Pulling on his cigarette again, he did what he had never tried before in the past. Read her. Emerald eyes flicked over regal features, hoping against hope that he might be able to find a pattern of expressions that he could work with. To at least gain *some* intel of what she was up to.

When she finally spoke again, laying her plan - or the beginnings of it - out more precisely, blond brows furrowed as Seifer leaned in now, arms crossed on the table. “I doubt we share anything,” he deadpanned before his jaw set.

The Lady Lunafreya...?

Swallowing against a lump in his throat as an ill-boding feeling settled in his stomach, he tipped his head to the side, taking another drag of smoke.

“Nice ass, nice tits, pretty girl. What about it?”, he replied flippantly, all the while careful to pay the utmost attention to what she was actually about to say next.

[cookignis]

59. What/Who is a character you think you would like to roleplay? What’s currently stopping you from roleplaying them?

Mun-Directed Questions About Roleplaying! // @cosmoscompressed & @aegisregalis

For non-ffxv I kind of want to try Aerith from OG vii but my fuzzy memory of the series has me uncertain whether or not I’d do her any justice. Plus, the large amount of people in that community is also a teensy bit intimidating, hahah. 

On the ffxv side, Leviathan really sounds like it could lead to very interesting/fun interactions. But our community is kind of dead and thus, she would be very, very limited in those who she could really interact with.