#fyrewinged

[thcophelia]

♡

meme : 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩.rule: 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 ♡ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖’𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑖 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜.status : 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈!!

*sidenote : tbh a general idea of what i could see for kitty & sera is v close best friends who depend on each other emotionally to such a degree that, because kitty doesn’t know boundaries v well ( read: she deals with a lot of codependency issues ), i could see her falling down the rabbit hole and possibly unrequitedly falling in love with seraphina. of course that’s just an idea/vibe i could see working based off what  i got when i was reading over your bio ( which was lovely, btw!! very well written💕 ) and trying to figure out a pre-established connection. 

i want our muses to be: friends | ex-friends | rivals | rivals with sexual/romantic tension | enemies | enemies with sexual/romantic tension | lovers | ex-lovers | partners/coworkers | pen pals/internet friends | friends with benefits 

our muses met: as children | as teenagers | as adults | just recently

(for romance) our muses’ relationship is: still exciting and lively | stable | starting to feel awkward | in jeopardy | romantic, but the sexual attraction is fading | sexual, but the romantic attraction is fading | toxic and self-destructive | unrequited, with my muse pining after yours | unrequited, with your muse pining after mine | determined by fate

(for rivals) our muses’ relationship is: awkward | fiery | friendly | petty | mostly for show | losing its spark | starting to develop into something more | one-sided, with my muse considering yours a rival | one-sided, with your muse considering mine a rival |determined by fate

(for enemies) our muses’ relationship is: dangerous to themselves | dangerous to others | based on family matters | based on professional matters | based on lies/misunderstandings | unpredictable | passionate | nothing personal at first, but changes with time | determined by fate

(for friends) our muses’ relationship is: stable | sickeningly sweet | the kind of close friendship that makes others jealous | falling apart | based on shared interests | based on circumstance (like school or work) | based on family ties | developing into something more (romantic/sexual) | developing into something more (antagonistic) | determined by fate

[reganchristensen]

where: the town square when: some unspecified date, 11:51am who: regan christensen & seraphina / @fyrewinged​

Her stomach rumbled. A small flush appearing upon Regan’s cheeks, she walked through the cobblestone streets to search for a place that she would be able to grab a bite to eat before she headed on her way home. It had been an easy day at university that morning, having only to attend two morning lectures before being able to have the rest of the day off — especially since she had been dying to check out the new supplies at the art store, wanting to hopefully purchase some papyrus paper for her assignment. Glancing about at the options that lay before her, she began to move through the various throngs of people before deciding perhaps on a small cafe that lay upon one of the sidestreets, knowing she would be able to continue her sketches in the mundane silence it offered together with most individuals choosing to go for the more popular restaurants. However as she began to cross the road to head towards the shop, a sharp gust of wind began to flood through the air, causing her to lose focus and papers to go flying out of her hands and into the street. “Not my artworks oh please no!” She exclaimed as she tried to go after all the loose sheets of paper, each with intricate doodles of various ideas she had bubbling for some time, before accidentally knocking into someone in her rush to pick them up.

“Oh I’m so sorry, please forgive me!” 

[sofiahabsburg-blog]

where: an abandoned building when: some unspecified date, 11:57pm who: sofia habsburg & seraphina / @fyrewinged

It was rather unfortunate, but in this rather drab and dreary town also apparently fondly known as Eureka Springs, there was no places to frequent that drew any interest to herself. After all, Sofia had roamed the Earth for more years than one could fathom, witnessing more than one could probably even stomach. But as she sat upon the roof of the abandoned building, her eyes gazing at the sky before her — it reminded her of her childhood, her youth and innocence; when she had been ever different than she was now. She could so easily remember the nights she had spent in awe of creation, and the little lights that blinked so far away from her reach, not that she didn’t try. But these thoughts disappeared as she heard the familiar sounds of someone nearing her position. Perhaps it was because she was paranoid, and used to suspicion upon anyone, but her eyes immediately narrowed as her ears began to pinpoint the direction the individual had approached, before her gaze set point upon who exactly it was that had found her hideaway.

“Of course you, of all people found this place.” She murmured, a wicked smirk beginning to grace her features as she observed one of her oldest and dearest friends, one who’s company she valued, especially when it came to tolerating the numerous irritating individuals. “Just like old times.” She mused as she offered the bottle of bourbon that was nursed so easily within her fingers towards the other.