#emergingfromtheflame

[formidolumina]

♦

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

"Achluophobia."

[lamuerteandxibalba]

New follower! emergingfromtheflame

emergingfromtheflame

La Muerte smiled seeing the stranger, “Welcome to the land of the remembered!” she said cheerfully. “There are so many wonderful things to see mortal, why are you wasting your first day coming to see me? I am sure that your family would want to see you again.”

[nothingleftbutfear-blog]

Hey can someone rp with my Rise of the Guardians oc? She needs some love. Here's her blog: emergingfromtheflame

[iwanttopunchthemoon-archive]

Memories of sorrow

emergingfromtheflame

Upon touching my Muse, Your’s is suddenly thrown into one of Mine’s Tragic and Painful Memories, Send “Memories of Sorrow” to see a painful and tragic memory of My Muse..

Being imprisoned by the nightmares had the effect of putting him in a strange and horrible comatose state. He lay dormant for hours, days, weeks, years as the nightmares surrounded him, turning his worst fears into terrifying dreams that he had the pleasure of experiencing again and again.

Every defeat he had ever suffered, every loss, assaulted his mind, the pain associated with every loss new and vivid and horrifying. Occasionally he came to, and attempted an escape, but always the nightmares were too powerful for him. He was their sustenance now, the fear that kept them alive. They dragged him back into that comatose state, kicking and screaming.

Always at the back of his mind was the last bit of courage he had; a sense of revenge, that he kept with him always. And at the foremost of his thoughts, a sense of regret. He had come so very close to prevailing this time. So close to eliminating this horrible loneliness that had consumed his life.

Yet MiM had taken the one person who could've ever been his ally. He was doomed to be forgotten, to be alone. This thought was the one the nightmares fed on most, forcing the idea into his head again and again, like a hammer to a nail.

[iwanttopunchthemoon-archive]

: (for le mun), and *

put a “<:” and i’ll tell you something i like about myself.

Put a “*” and i’ll tell you a secret

I'm a damn good writer. At least- good enough.

I- actually don't have any decent secrets. I need to stop telling people things...

[northland-wonders]

emergingfromtheflame said: ((Okay you AND North can have a cookie now XP I’ve had my fun))

(HELL YEAHHHHHHHHUHHHHHHH -noms cookie-) "Flare You should not paint my walls blue." North mumbled with a slight grin, snacking on the cookie offered.

[iwanttopunchthemoon-archive]

((I hope its not too late to send this)) ◆ ((tge diamond symbol meme thing.))

send me a “♦” for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

"Energetic."

[iwanttopunchthemoon-archive]

♚

Send a ♚. Your character falls asleep on mine, I’ll reply with what mine does.

It was late. Flare had been a surprisingly pleasant companion for conversation, and they had found themselves talking together long into the night, sitting beside the globe. He had even been tolerant enough to let the young woman lean against him, without putting up too much of an argument against it.

Their conversation had eventually lulled, and he looked down to see that she was no longer awake. At first, he was quite annoyed. However, her company was something he had grown to enjoy. Instead of waking her, he allowed her to rest, every so often flashing her an irritated grimace.