#lunafaeris

[regnantlight]

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"Anton...I am so sorry, Anton..."

Zelda had been at his bedside since the previous two nights, when he had been placed upon the small stable cot, bruised and bleeding and unconscious, all in the name of her safety.

"Anton..."

Why was it always in her name that those she cared for fell?

"Please...wake up, Anton...please, wake up..."

Anton did not deserve this. Anton, who had been nothing but kind to her. Anton, who remained by her always. Anton, who loved her even while her heart struggled to let go of a man who could no longer remember her—

Her hand slipped over his, lightly interlacing his fingers, her body curled across his chest.

He was wonderful, Anton.

"Wake up..."

She did not deserve him.

"Please wake up, Anton..."

[zoragrace]

@lunaferrous has entered. "...?" When she heard a rustling in the bushes, she doubled back to the edge of the wading pool for her Sheikah gauntlet, expecting another run-in with a wild animal or a stray bokoblin rummaging through her clothes. She grabbed her shirt she had left hanging on a branch, hastily covering herself so she had some semblance of decency, her hair dripping wet as it clung to her skin.

"Who's there? I swear, Anton... if that's you, I'm going to throw you into the reservoir and leave you to drown!"

prompted ask.

Well, this wasn't very good. She had strayed too far from the Domain's center on patrol, and her warriors were to where to be found. Rumors had spread that another Lynel had made its way toward the outskirts of her land, and this time, they wanted to keep it away.

She wants to apologize for startling the other, but all formalities were out the window (Even decency didn't matter.) Instead, the Zora appears, crouching behind the bush, holding her trident close with one hand, motioning to the stranger, "Get down! Shush!"

"There's a Lynel."

[goddevourd]

❝ 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚..𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞.❞

❝ 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞... ❞

@lunafaeris

[xaallo]

lunafaeris

/luna approves, lucca is another mountain too tall to blaze for xaallo

“You mean a valley with monsters at the bottom.”

[mcmcntomorii-later]

  Mukuro knew her question was really out of left field, but the question had been on her mind for quite some time now and while she could very easily just search herself, having someone familiar with the area actually help her find something or recommend a place to her was more valuable than just reading text on a screen。

  Hearing that there weren’t really any gambling dens around, a frown visibly formed on Mukuro’s lips。 That was a bit of a bummer to her。 What Luna said next, however, really got Mukuro’s attention and curiosity, never had she heard of a place that one would need a relatively strong stomach to go into, unless this place was also one where snuff films took place。 Hearing that this place that Luna knew about was off the beaten path, really heightened Mukuro’s curiosity。

「I have a pretty strong stomach,」 given that what Mukuro did for a living, she could stomach quite a lot of grotesque content。 「It takes quite a lot to make me queasy or upset。」

【 @lunafaeris​ 】 cont. from 【 here 】

[historias-multorum]

@lunafaeris​ liked for a starter!

Much has died down since the events of the past. Lisa Lisa had been keeping a lower profile since she came here to this city. She did enjoy going shopping though, and that’s what she was doing right now. 

[hellguarded-a]

@lykaiia​  replied:      obviously an entire meatloaf stuffed in a heart-shaped box

@lunafaeris​  replied:      /a prehistoric dinosaur bone, specifically a giant femur

          THESE ARE BOTH GOOD AND CORRECT ANSWERS.

[etputredo]

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        the girl is soft when she enters , quiet as a mouse , demure as any proper child her age should be . she is careful with the door , holding the handle until it clicks into the frame , then pivots in place to face forward .  ❝  miss basquerville , yes ?  ❞  voice is nervous , but warm , ringing sweetly as a bell . between youth && the innocence swimming in honeyed gaze , it would not be... unexpected for the lady of the room to raise a brow . the young thing hardly resembled the typical clientele of a crossroads demon , after all . but name && time both match the scheduled appointment . she is not lost , or so it would first appear .  ❝  -- you can call me grem , miss . i would like to ask for your assistance in getting home . ❞ @lunafaeris​