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-Whispers- I love you waifle @crxstallium
CRXSTALLIUM.
ANONYMOUS SAID; Serin @crxstallium is such a wonderful writer and person! I adore her writing and her art and her edits so much and she's been so much fun to talk to in general! She deserves all the chocolate in the world <3
Hey, so, I want to talk to you about someone super amazing and wonderful and incredibly talented. I just want to give her tons of love because she deserves it and I want everyone to give her love, too.
I want to talk to you about Serin / crxstallium.
Why? Because she is an absolute delight. Serin is one of the most creative people I’ve met in my years on tumblr. Not only that, but she is one of the strongest and most determined people I know as well. Have you ever had a friend of yours who you’re looking up to and you just cannot help but adore them, their strength, and just want to give them a massive hug for everything they’ve done? This is how big of a friend and inspiration Serin is for me. A legend, truly an unmistakable diamond shining in the sunlight of creativity and strength. A loyal friend, a strong lady, a badass queen.
I want to bring your attention to her incredible Original Character - Crystal Slevant. She was one of the two OCs who gave me courage to write Zarina, to create her, and to make her how she is today. Crystal is an icon: she is a female muse with power, she is intelligent, she is ruthless, but she also has her comedic moments and adorable tastes (like her love for chocolate). Crystal continuously shows me how unique and complex can a female character can be without any shyness or concern or worries. Serin writes Crystal unapologetically, which is such a power move on a website like tumblr. It is always inspiring and so fucking cool, you know? From how Crystal goes from a chocolate-loving lady to a Grim Reaper. Not only that, but but Serin creates a WHOLE NEW WORLD (forgive my reference, Serin, I love u) from scratch: the history, the denizens, the team, and even made a map! She drew a map and I saw it and it was so fucking AMAZING!! Listen, the devotion Serin has for Crystal and her lore is simply chef’s kiss.
I want you all to know how hard she is working on everything she is doing: from writing to graphics to art. Everything she touches seems to turn into gold and I will encourage you all to check her out, to love her, and to give her tons of hug because she is wonderful. <3
{ Ah yes, my biggest fans.
A serial killer who stalks people. ( @s-talking ) Myself (somehow)? A super cute girl who’s actually really vicious in battle (mainly mentioning Kiwa since I haven’t interacted with the other muses yet). ( @casketcat ) and Dickson’s beautiful wifey. ( @crxstallium )
What could possibly go wrong amongst all of them? Lmfao. }
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Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses!
Crystal: I have to say, I'm a little embarrassed for you. Chief: This is a sports-related injury. It makes me look cool! Crystal: Tripping over a basketball on your way to the bathroom is not cool!
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Crystal: What do I get? Chief: A night of fashion, mischief, mayhem, and possible death. Crystal: Ooh, check, check, and check; not sure about that last one. Chief: It won't be you. Crystal: I'll get my coat.
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Chief: *running towards Crystal with open arms* Crystal: *moves out of the way* Chief: Hey, why'd you move?! Crystal: I thought you were going to attack me. Chief: I was going to hug you! Crystal: Why would you hug me? Chief: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?
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*Chief is cleaning the house and they find an empty bottle of orange juice* Chief: Clear orange juice? Chief: Oh, it's empty. Crystal, who has been watching the entire time: I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot.
@crxstallium || sc
“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” To a worn out creature like herself, with remnants of Stygian blood still slowly flaking off the surface of her skin and clothes for Limbo to reclaim, this new presence is a welcome one. The world is rich with orange and yellow hues, and neither of them quite fit in on this canvas. “I don’t usually run into anyone worth looking at in here. Well, unless I pass by a mirror, but in Limbo even those have a tendency not to show things for what they are.”
* @crxstallium || “do you enjoy wine?” she asks whilst swirling her own glass ‘round with a roll of wrist. she wasn’t new to the beverage, her homeland had a wide variety of such - the wine selection within this realm could simply not compare. “i find most wines here to be a little . . weak compared to what i am use to.”
@crxstallium delivered a letter ! ( Porcelain cup rests on the nest made by dainty hands, amaranthine dwells in the liquid inside the object as glossy tiers do not rush into the conversation till a gaze dyed in curiosity lifts up. ❛❛ Is it hard ? ❜❜ Here, mistress of mysteries cradled by the zephyr. Where oneself has found some place to stay on the endless journey across the skies, subtle echoes ring in the vast meadow inside the ribcage. ❛❛ To know this many shades, to convive, to share the shame breathing air ... ❜❜ Intriguing. Huntress, asassin, murderer … too many names for some puppet that has regained its own strings. It looks like the curse bestowed upon her makes the traces of her soul more visible to prying eyes — and she, a woman who carries springtime, can’t help but wonder. What if such luck were to happen to me ? ❛❛ Do you love them ? The people under your care. ❜❜ // from crys to chrys ! ( heh ) ) ┊💐 CHRYSANTHEMUM ┊INBOX CALL !
˗ˏˋ💐❀┊ ( * THE GRACEFUL CHRYSANTHEMUM ) ━ PRISMATIC HUES FLICKERED WITH HONEST AFFECTION FROM THE INQUIRY , she places her cup down with a light tink atop the ceramic saucer . THE BACK of an ivory hand rests beneath her chin as blush roses blossomed upon florid features , the flaxen maiden smiles , ❝ such a task is not difficult if it is something you genuinely desire . so yes , i love them . my flowers . they are not just my people . . . they are my family , my home . ❞ UNMASKED DEVOTION resounds in clarity within her voice , blooming visage visibly softened in a motherly fashion . HER ADORATION beyond the confines of a mere divine kinship . ❝ our bond is a testament of time and trust . we have given each other pieces of ourselves , reveal facets we do not share to others , our union is not formed by blood but by soul . overtime we all feel as though as we’ve become one , like a solved puzzle . although each piece differs from another . . . but when we are combined , we form one complete image . ❞
˗ˏˋ💐❀┊ ( * CHRYSANTHEMUM ) ━ LIKE CLOCKWORK , all thirteen domains play a role , a function , one cannot exist without the other . THIS IS THE PARADISE SHE &&. HER SISTERS ESTABLISHED ; a garden of lost souls , an orchestra of assorted symphonies , but blended perfectly in one magnum opus . ❝ not all of them are kind or good in nature . some have killed , some have lost their innocence , and some remain with hope and love in their hearts amidst all adversaries . but from deep within . . . they all wanted the same thing . . . they wanted to be saved , they wanted change in this fragmented world . and i wished for that as well . t hey knew well that they would no longer live normal lives . . . so instead , they resort to make sure that the future generation will not suffer as much as them . ❞ ALL OF THEM , A BAND OF REBELS , against an Elder God’s twisted demand for perfection . A GROUP of abhorred children &&. their band of broken angels , all desiring for their kind to rise once more from the ashes .
˗ˏˋ💐❀┊ ( * CHRYSANTHEMUM ) ━ ❝ excuse my sentiments , crys . ❞ BASHFUL LAUGHTER is soon muted by pressed lips . ❝ but i could write lines of poetry for each flower in my garden . they’re all imperfect . . . but such imperfections make them the most beautiful in my eyes . ❞