#sapphiresands

[erratiomerula]

@sapphiresands​ from x cause I can

              Words that seem so far out of place— belonging in a world of fantasy that she still couldn’t believe she had apparently become part of. They should be jarring, to hear about a heart being stolen, but instead... she finds herself focusing on the brief flash of the downward tug of his lips.

             He always seems to try and portray himself as happy and wise, but she knew better. Somehow, she knew better,

              “Do I have any choice but to trust you?” Her words lack any solid bite. She was adaptable— that had proven itself time and time again, going further back than she would even remember. “You haven’t stabbed me yet, which is more than you can say for me.”

              Despite her words, there’s a hint of an amused smile tugged at a corner of her lips. For all the hell of a situation she’d found herself in, she looked relatively relaxed even as he stepped closer.

             He still felt familiar, and it was the irony of his words saddled with that feeling that made her laugh.

              “Every time I look at you, it’s like my mind is trying to solve a puzzle with the pieces missing. It feels like you have those missing pieces, and yet I’m hardly any closer to having you hand them over than when I got here.”

[untaintedgold]

Starter for @sapphiresands

Annual confinement to a designated area was a quick way to learn the faces of near all who lived in Empyria. From the oldest resident to the newborn, Hikari was fairly familiar with her subjects' faces. Foreign visitors, or outsiders as the average Ascencian liked to call them, usually stuck out like sore thumbs. Sometimes it was their customs, sometimes their general appearance, and sometimes their entire beings.

So why was it that despite never meeting this person, he looked so familiar?

She offered a smile as she stared up at him, eyes locked onto his face.

That face...

"I'm sorry, but... have we met somewhere before?"

[peopleoftheshadows]

[with out the ask box. @sapphiresands​ ]

Ruka looked at the other from the ground. She wasn’t sure if he was messing with her or just generally asking, but knowing her usual luck, she shouldn’t have expected anything else from a day, that had started out some what well. “Honestly, no. I’m usually the one who just keeps falling for them and in this case rather literary.” she murmured, before pushing herself off the ground, dusting her jacket and skirt off, before huffing a little. Her cheeks flustering slightly as the other was indeed quite handsome, yet he also seemed like trouble.

“. . . I’m Ruka and yeah, pleasure i guess.”

[sapphiresands]

The Snake God of Time

Muse | Rules

Fandomless OC Roleplay blog

The character is half deity / half human - A fusion between a fragment of the time god, and a human who is an expert at runic crafting

Original Lore. Able to, and willing to blend with other’s lore

Mutual Only

18+ Only

Semi Selective

Multiship in separate verses

Medieval fantasy based but modern options are available

                             “I associate him with the sound of falling sand”

[symphonicsoul]

“Who said Chaos equals evil?” 

“I did.” 

[eraba-reta-unmei-a]

@sapphiresands​ cont from here

           They were in a forest alright. But she was neither ghost nor an individual contemplating a very foolish set of actions. This forest was just where she went to get away from the hustle and bustle of modern life. Though, she certainly hadn’t expected to meet anyone while laying in a field of flowers staring aimlessly at the sky; (really, how had he even got here?)

          “... I don’t know. Just something better--” And here she was choosing to talk to the stranger about a topic as heavy as this. Maybe she was losing her mind. “--something important, maybe. Everything feels so shallow these days.”

[erratiomerula]

@sapphiresands​ || Nyoko >> Sevren

           Anyone who were to glance her way wouldn’t immediately, or remotely, believe that she was on a mission to snuff out someone’s existence— a pity too, as she didn’t believe it was a stranger’s intention to ruin a decent deal between two organized crime families. Still, she’d been trailing the man from a distance for what seemed like the past hour, observing him and biding her time until she could get him somewhere inconspicuous. It took another ten minutes before he’d entered a far more secluded part of town, slipping between buildings and dark passageways.

            She was patient, but she was also eager to get this over with so she could continue with her day. Repetition had taught her to move as silently as a wolf stalking its prey, fingers curled around a beautifully crafted present her father had had made for her years prior. The blade was always as sharp as could be, gleaming in even dim light as her shadow danced with the rest of them— melting within the lack of light and managing to get herself just behind him before lithe limbs slipped under his arm and drove the dagger into his heart.

             “ Nothing personal. ” A whisper swept away with the wind as pale digits retrieve the dagger from flesh, warmth dripping over her palm just a bit too warm and the scent of copper a bit stronger than she was used to. Worst of all? Her target was still standing, and now her right eye was throbbing enough to spread an instant migraine past her eyes.

[sapphiresands]

Starter call | @duskwilt​​

“Then show me what you can do!” Sevren beamed.

He was on his way to the circus either way, but finding one of the acts out in the streets was even better in his eyes. Now he didn’t need to mix in with a crowd, and he also wouldn’t need to fight for a decent close up seat for the entertainment.

“I’ve heard you even use fire sometimes. Though if you could try not to burn me during it-- That would be great.”

Sevren is standing pretty close, and she will be unlikely to convince him too move much further back.