#lunarmagemare

[interwovenrhapsody-a]

@lunar-mage-mare​ and the defying feats of-- nya?

“So, what would you say to meeting a couple of my friends from childhood?”

[vixlenxe]

“SEE? CRACKED. THE BOTH OF YOU.”

[amarctto-a]

@lunar-mage-mare​

“I found out my brother’s a crime lord!”

[asinfinitum--a]

“Yo.” It’s out of nowhere, and the blue-clad man crouches on a fence. The red spear gleams in his hand. “So, I’m guessing you summoned me? That means you’re my Master. Name’s Lancer. Nice to meet ya.”

@lunar-mage-mare liked for a starter

[crystariis]

@lunar-mage-mare​ said: ( "Flashback" >3c ) Send "Flashback" to have your muse see one of my muse's bad memories || Accepting! 2/8

Due to the nature of this bad memory, it is under a cut.

“...Mama?” A young miqo’te child shook the woman laying on the ground, bleeding. The armored man above him raised his sword. The child looked up, eyes widening in disbelief. Backing up, he felt the familiar prick of tears in his eyes. Why wasn’t his mama getting back up? Why was this man using such a sharp, heavy weapon? What did he do to his mama? Questions burned in the young child’s mind, but none could be answered as the man swung, intent on killing the young child.

He shrieked, jumping back. The sword missed him by a few inches. Fearful, the child fled in the opposite direction, running as fast as his legs could take him. Running back to the camp that his family had made, he tripped as he arrived, falling flat on his face. He sniffled. A blonde-haired miqo’te picked him up and held him like that.

“Where’s our mother, you little bastard?” She spat. The child started crying right then and there, afraid. “STOP YOUR SNIVELLING AND TELL ME WHERE MOTHER IS!!!”

She threw him down. The impact of his back on the ground shocked him out of crying. He stared up at her, wide-eyed and fearful. “...M-Mama’s... b-bleeding on... on the ground... Sh-she wasn’t... g-getting back u--” He couldn’t finish as the blonde grabbed him. There was a stream nearby that they usually used to get water and fill buckets for their baths. Picking him up, she walked over to the stream.

“Ever since you were born, nothing but tragedy has been our lives. And this!” She shoved him into the stream, pinning him down with her knee and had her hand wrapped around his throat. “This is how I’m ending it! You take our lives away, and then our mother!!! You’re nothing but a plague, a blight on Hydaeyln!!!”

The child couldn’t breathe. He tried to get her hand off of him but she was stronger. The blonde reached down to press against his head and hopefully snap his neck. It was a mistake on her part. The child bit down on her hand, hard as he could. She screeched, tumbling backwards. He got up and ran, coughing and trying to catch his breath the entire time. Throwing up some stream water when he reached the shade of a bunch of trees, the child broke down and cried. Cried harder than he had ever cried in years. His throat was sore, his back ached... His lungs burned and his body screamed for rest.

The child lost his ability to speak in the days after. And was all alone...

[aragamieater-blog]

“Welcome to the cafe, I’ll be your waitress.” She smiled a bit, giving a slight inclination to her head. A habit from her past life, to be sure. Realizing what she was doing, Lydia straightened up.

“There’s a table free right over here! This cafe has a lot of yummy food, and tasty things to drink! I quite like it here on my days off!” She lead the girl over to the table, pulling out the chair and setting a small paper menu down. “The menu’s kind of small, but we’re working on making it bigger.”

@lunar-mage-mare, this is Lydia!

[interwovenrhapsody-a]

@lunar-mage-mare​ replied: Maira in the bg: Not again with butts! I had to deal with a CULT about that! No. I refuse to go into detail about it other than it being a TRIP.

“WHAT.”

[interwovenrhapsody-a]

@lunar-mage-mare​ said: "Do you notice anything special?" Maira spoke up, curiosity clear in her tone, knee high flat heeled boots tapping lightly against the ground beneath her. The brunette did not mind following Kris around this strange world. Though in all honesty, she did think they would be more familiar with the place than she would.

“Not at all.” Kris didn’t want her to start freaking out about them being followed, but they were very certain that something was following them. A spectre, an enemy or one of the Queen’s minions. “It’s been a few minutes, though. I’d thought we’d meet up with Ralsei and Susie by now.”