#starlixir

[thesickening]

pinterest quotes / accepting / @starlixir sent . . . "killing god is a family bonding activity." (@ Guy)

Judging by the frown plastered on his face, Guy finds no humor in that statement. His fingers turn over the cross around his neck. It seems like a mindless gesture, but may be emphasizing his faith.

❝ That'd be . . . blasphemy for me, ❞ he says, voice hushed. ❝ I love God. ❞

[redhorseman]

@starlixir [⚔️🔥]

It had been several weeks since War had agreed to joined this gaggle of...mortals. They were mostly upstanding in their own rights; just trying to solve their collective 'tadpole' issue. Meanwhile, he was attempting to track down Raphael. Who had proved to be more elusive than he previously thought.

When Tav had explained that they'd recently ran into a devil calling himself as such, the horseman took it upon himself to accompany them for the time being. He claimed that he would only stay with the group until his mission was complete, and he was almost certain that Raphael would approach the group again given the context of the situation.

At the moment, the horseman was sitting away from the group in camp. Working on polishing his sword with a large rustic looking whetstone, he was always content to be left in the quiet. However, Scratch the dog seemed to have won his favor already, as he was laying down beside the large man.

War's horse Ruin, was no where to be seen in the camp, but that beast would always come when the horseman called.

[electricea]

Closed starter for @starlixir.

"W-Wait, come again...?"

[electricea-arc]

@starlixir sent - 🔥 my hot take about the roleplaying community ( My Experiences in the RPC - Accepting! )

🔥 - My hot take about the roleplaying community

I swear I always try to be as nice as possibly can when I ask someone to trim their posts and usually try to only do so when it's getting really, really long or when the majority of their threads are extremely long. Most people are chill - the odd times I get people who are weirdly really defensive about it, including one person who said they liked to wait until they got to the 'good part' of a thread before they cut it - so you mean, I have to just keep scrolling through your gigantic block of a thread until you get to the 'good part'?? What?? Also, their whole demeanor the entire way through was just really childish. While it's true you have the right to post whatever you like on here, Tumblr is a shared website and people on your orbit on this website often have to scroll past what you post - it's not fun having to give the old mouse scrolling wheel a good work out every few minutes or resort to just post blocking everything from you just because I have to wait for you to get to the 'good part'. If you don't know how to cut your posts, there is a link in my rules and I am always more than happy to whip that out when people say they don't know how. Tumblr is a space for everyone and cutting your posts is a courtesy to your mutuals. Please don't be that person. Me asking you politely to cut your posts is not me attacking or criticizing you.

[etoilesfantome]

"can i be mean?" (Painted!Nova @ painted!Verso) @starlixir

There's a pointed, heavy hesitation; skepticism knits 'cross his brow, swift and reluctant. " Sure? " Another breath of reticence. " —— about what? "

[spxnglr]

☎️ 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃𝙱𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂, 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃? || 👂👂👂👂👂👂👂👂👂👂👂👂👂 || @starlixir

BECK. You flatter me way too much. Ilu and it's amazing to see you on the dash.

[simioso]

@starlixir / sc.

" I'm sorry, " the scarred man rasps, shoulders hunched and back crooked and chroma shimmering in his veins, " but I don't remember you. " —— because he's not sure if he should, or he did, or even if he does and simply does not recall. Now that he's out of the abyss, the holes in his memory are slowly recovering and healing, but it will be some time yet. " Who are you? "

[uncannycreation]

@starlixir sent in a starter:

❝ care to join me? ❞

"Join you?" Adam looked at the woman curiously. It was strange to be invited by someone rather than shunned, but even stranger that he didn't know what he was being invited to do. But he wasn't going to shy away from his curiosity.

"What would I be joining you in doing?" he asked, moving a little closer, cautiously. His voice was soft and his cadence slow, but intelligent, each word chosen carefully.