#seatedsacrifice

[solarisligatus]

" Honestly? Sometimes Ophi might need a good kick to get him goin', huh? "

[valebatcattusmoved]

@seatedsacrifice || liked for candice meme but it’s azem

“I am Elidibus, emissary–”

“Holy shit.” Azem–no, her name was Lumianne now, wasn’t it? It felt ill-fitting, like a sock that didn’t quite fit–blurted, blinking wide eyes slowly as she interrupted whatever monologue Elidibus was giving. (Why was he even monologuing? She definitely didn’t remember him ever doing that. Had he switched places with Lahabrea when she wasn’t looking?

...And why were they in a cave? It looked like a cave, at any rate.)

“What did you do to your robes?”

[grumpyascianteddybear]

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@seatedsacrifice

Sunna blinked her tongue darting out to lick her lips. As he gripped her wrist she leaned up. Her tongue farted out to lick the line of blood. A soft hum left her, the taste strange. Why didn’t it taste like normal blood? Perhaps she would ask him later. “ If I hadn’t you would be dead and that would be a waste.”

[tludoesart]

Finally got around to doing some new sketches, and slapped some color on 'em while I was at it. Borrowed @seatedsacrifice's Ophi for brotherly cuddles. Also Grim being sad, because that vaguely melancholy expression is very common for him.

[reapcrbunny]

@seatedsacrifice​   |   from here

This was to be expected, he supposed. The monsters had caught the scent, and though the two had started out strong; it was only a matter of wearing them down. The barrier still held, growing weaker with every hit. It would shatter in another two, and all Ophiuchus could do was grip Clementine’s hand tightly. A smile was given, “Not a single regret has been made, turnesol. If I were to make this choice again I would do so gladly.” Crunch. It was faltering. Another hit was all it’d take – and he raised his shield up.

One last act of defiance to their fate.

“Get behind me.”

The barrier shattered, and the horde of monsters poured through.

(    🐇   )                 THEY’D ESCAPED THE    convocation by the skin of their teeth,    then managed to escape out a portal and elsewhere but with all said and done    .  .    the visions that she had wrought nothing but ruin.    she’d been selfish,    that she knows,    but she’d rather this ending than die alone in the streets    ----    if she had their last stand with ophiuchus she could live with that.    she squeezes his hand,    panting as she swallows rough    ;    her robes partially in shreds from the monsters that    HAD ATTACKED THEM    before.

      ❛       IT WARMS ME    to hear that    .  .      ❜       she breathes,    grip on her chakram tight as she takes her stance behind him as ordered    --    preparing what she believed would be a final dance ‘fore throwing forth both of her weapons forward,    slicing in half one of the heads of the monsters coming    FOR THEM BOTH.

[angelic-din-mortem]

“upsy daisy”

@seatedsacrifice continued from: Here

“I – excuse you–!” Ophiuchus hadn’t expected the sudden scoop, nor did he appreciate this cloaked figure’s attempt to cart him off. Wriggling free, the Emissary brushed his robes with a huff and then crossed arms to prevent himself from sparking fire into the stranger’s face. “Do you randomly accost strangers in the street in such a manner?” He could handle himself if this was the only one – he dared not think about the potentiality of there being more. --------------------------------------------------------------------

Sensing something was off, and couldn’t help but tense up, Angelic quickly scoops the other into his arms as he lets the other lash out. Hell, he can spark fire at him for all he cares, right now, the present and future mattered. If he knew who the other was better as he did now, he wouldn’t have brought his host here, and yet, here they were. “...You are important to your people, yes?” He replies calmly in a low voice from under the hood. “If something were to happen to you I won’t be able to forgive myself...” No...they other has to stay safe, no matter what. If he himself was to get hurt, or injured, or worse, well, that didn’t matter, his existence was meaningless compared to the other. “You can hit and yell at me all you want if that makes you feel better, just... don’t lash out to wildly that you may accidently hurt yourself...” Eyes look about calmly as he sighs. Now what?

[primalvessel]

@seatedsacrifice - hopefully this works as a place to start but let me know if you’d like anything changed!

There were days, and he was sure everyone had them now and then, where even the bright sunny day, good food and good company couldn’t shift the lingering melancholy that gripped him and as such, he’d retreated from the more highly frequented thoroughfares to find a secluded spot to himself.

If asked, he’d deny it, but he was definitely brooding.

Given his affinity for heights, he’d parked himself on a quiet bridge in Limsa Lominsa that overlooked the comings and goings of more people below him without making it look as though he was sulking and hiding somewhere that no-one else could reach.

His tail lashed behind him once, twice, before it stilled once more and the vessel shook his head as if in doing so he might shake off the darkness that coloured his thoughts.

He was alive. He was recovering. He should be grateful and yet... they’d all gone their separate ways and left him behind...

[crystalmomther]

@seatedsacrifice || once more i can’t tag you on a new blog bc tumblr hates us

“Oh, was I sneaking?” Venat smiled, hiding it behind a hand as she joined him against the railing. “But yes, I’m also here for the view. It is rather nice, isn’t it?”