#searchingmage

[priismata-a]

“GOT HIM!!!”

@searching-mage, I owe you one for this owo/

[priismata-archive]

@searching-mage liked for a FateAlola!!! starter

“Oh! Have you tried the Battle Tree in Poni Island yet? It’s pretty tough, but it’s a lot of fun challenging other Trainers and racking up a win streak~ I’m actually about to hit my 50th one!” Illya told the other woman gleefully. A lot of strong Trainers from all over Alola have come to try their hand at the newly-instituted battle facility, and lately, the co-Champion had been spending much of her time at the Battle Tree, making a few friends and worthy opponents along the way.

For any Trainer, battling is their lifeblood, their source of pride and joy. Growing stronger together with their Pokémon, they aim to be the greatest among all Trainers. Illya had taken this to heart, and her current win streak is proof of that.

[clarentine]

@searching-mage.

“ Just give me the sign and I’ll kick their asses for you, Master. ” 

Their treatment of her Master enough to send the Saber on a rampage, and her own Master’s passivity slowly growing on her nerves.

[ardenssolis]

liked for a Master verse starter || @searching-mage

     THERE WERE A PLETHORA of questions that Ramses had, the magus forever curious. Curiosity was a favored trait that had been nurtured when he was younger, and it was one of his strongest ones next to his pride. Even as a reincarnation of a pharaoh with just tendrils of memory to guide him, that pride still existed as if it was carved into his very soul. ❝How are you so short?❞ Well, that was not exactly what he wanted to ask, but the question slipped so casually from his lips, he supposed he might as well continue on as if that had been his intention all along. ❝I think I could lift you up like a doll and carry you around.❞ Ramses grinned, teasing as his golden eyes gleamed with mischief. 

[regalius]

continued. || @searching-mage ( teanna ).

              « キャスター » A slight smile and a sigh are given as reassurance, her whispers clearly an indication she thought there was a serious situation at hand. There was no such thing. And it had been rather dramatic of him to trap her between him and the concreted wall like such. It was a slight test of her reaction, and one she had passed easily. Perhaps a few words of warning may be a better approach.

              “It’s no reason to hide, but you didn’t seem very pleased the last time you conversed with your relatives.”

              Caster had remained in spiritual form that time, however the link he shared with his Master gave him a little insight into her relationship with them. Hands leave her figure as he stands to his full height once more, returning to her the freedom of movement.

[regalius]

@searching-mage.

               « 神秘 » “It appears you are quite capable, Caster.”

              Amusement still present in scarlet hues as their physical form appears beside him. 

              The first of many battles in this War now drawn to a close as light peaks over the horizon. Although their opponent had not been eliminated, Gilgamesh had been given a clear look how the heroic spirit he invited into this era fared in battle. While he still lacked comprehensive knowledge about them, it wouldn’t be incorrect to say that there would be no outstanding issues.

[grislyintentions]

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet. She's laughing despite being completely soaked. Pure joy in her eyes.

Meme (x) || Accepting || @searching-mage

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

The thing about life is that it continues to go on. The passage of time is an unfeeling one. Many have sought out meaning in their own lives; Caught up in their endless race, they forget the small joys of simply being alive.

Fortunately, what one forgets, another remembers. One need only know to look to be reminded of the fact that there is more to life than what they are focused on.

A serene smile rests upon the former archon's face, mirroring the delight of his travel companion. He is quiet but the hand that he sets atop her head is kind, approving, when he pats her.

[grislyintentions]

(you just keep waking the writing bug. Also pardon I love FFXIV music.) It was one of the rare times she was alone. Sitting by one of the statues to Morax as the breeze ruffled her hair. Bringing the scent of the sea and flowers with it. Birds resting near by singing their own songs as a stray dog rested by her feet. The mood was right that even Teanna couldn't help but Sing. Thinking she was alone with naught but animals.

"Our song of hope, she dances on the wind~ Higher, oh Higher. E'er out vows endure and remain forever strong. Standing tall in the dark, do we carry on! On wings of hope, you rise up through the night. Higher, oh Higher. Carrying our song. Cradled fast within your arms. That it's course might ring for all~"

Trails of a distant song travel to his ears in the midst of conversation with several historians over dinner. Despite having since stepped down from his role as Liyue's archon, the statues erected under his name still seem very much connected with Zhongli himself.

What a beautiful song it was.

He falls silent then, content to take in Teanna's singing in peace.