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They call me the Flaming Amarant. Now shut up and let's talk business. Rebel of Crystathereum

[overdueasteroid-blog]

                                          i survived…                                                        …but i paid for it

[nextfantasy]

[angstmemes]

nightmare starters

“Wake up! Wake up! It’s just a dream!” “What were you dreaming about…? You were shouting…” “I woke up because you were screaming so loudly.” “Shh– No, no, don’t panic, love. You’re safe now.” “It was so real! I swear! He/she was here!” “I don’t ever want to sleep again. What if– what if I dream about that again?” “If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my mum/dad always told me and it’s never failed me.” “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?” “I don’t want to go back to sleep…” “I’m so scared… I can’t stop seeing what I just saw. It was so vivid!” “There’s really nobody here, okay? Do you need me to show you around to prove that to you?” “How do I know I’m not still dreaming? You’re acting really strangely.” “Let’s get you to the shower, you’re covered in sweat.” “There’s really nobody else here.” “You’ve got a really bad fever. That must have caused those weird dreams.” “I don’t even know what a peaceful night’s sleep is like anymore.” “I can’t do this anymore. These nightmares have to stop…” “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real.” “I can’t go back to sleep after that. I need coffee– no, I need a drink, a stiff one.” “How long have you been having these nightmares?” “I’ve had nightmares all my life, but they’ve been really bad recently.” “You get so worked up before you go to sleep, maybe you should try to relax a bit more. Maybe then you’ll get some rest?” “I’d kill for a peaceful night’s sleep.” “A dream catcher? Honestly? I’m not a child.” “Nothing’s ever helped this. I just need to learn to live with the fact that sleeping will always be a nightmare, literally.” “I’m so tired… but there’s no way I’m going back to sleep after that.”

[vesselofterra-blog]

∫ a hand of your defeat, ;;

@vesselofterra

    He can taste acrid ash in the walls of his throat, blood in the clench of his teeth.

       He can hardly believe Zidane now, 

                           seeing the mass murderer before him now.

          –Alive and Well– 

              “Ya got some balls to show your face here again…”

“Hello to you, too, darling,”

[ ♥ ] - - - - - he said. A soft laugh, a distant smirk. His hands were just as still as butterflies at his sides. Ready to cast, ready to pull mana from his soul to shred this Gaian. But no, no, this was Zidane’s friend.

     He’d saved Zidane’s friends once. He wouldn’t waste the magic that had gone into teleporting these fools out of the collapsing lifa.  Killing them now would spit in the face of everything Zidane had done for him.

     So it was for his brother, if nothing else, that he kept his hands at his sides.

     “I’m not here to fight, don’t give me that look. But it’s nice to see my reputation has no less diminished in my time in exile,” he purred.

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

     How can the damn monkey be so 

                                                F O O L I S H?

       The assassin clenches his teeth, hand slowly a hard fist. 

    “What business do ya have here?”

[zid-moved]

                      ❛ Eyyy girl. ❜

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

     “Drunkass...”

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

    The assassin –He could almost laugh– only crosses his arms, vision motionless from the running waters of the ocean. The dragon claws return to the belt, a glimmer of silver from a most exceptionally sharp blade.  His cares are not on the coward now behind him, but his…

      loss.

        Loss  of what?

           His coldness? Philosophy?

     He didn’t have a philosophy, even isolated in the mountains with those fucking drones. Old faces he’s left behind even begin to haunt him, and a curse escapes his now heightened breaths. Then he realizes his mistake… 

                                    his breaths can be heard.

                Goddamn it.          

     “Try it again, I’ll sever what remains of your limbs and leave you for a pack of fangs.”

       With those words, he pivots expertly on the dirt, and slinks away in the night.  

[ofgil]

❝Excuse you, I SAID-❞ he begins, but cuts himself off with a huff of annoyance as Big Guy makes his exit. As a matter of fact, every time he’s crossed paths with the bloke, it’s only been for mere moments before one of them makes their leave. He has yet to confirm even in the slightest that Amarant is as ‘strong’ or 'merciless’ as rumors claim him to be. All he’s seen is an antisocial prick with an intimidating 'tude.

❝Tch. Flaming Amarant, more like the FLAMING ASSHOLE,❞

he stands fully and calls in the taller man’s direction, completely devoid of concern for his own wellbeing. Nonetheless, he doubts the noises will stop him, turns away, and kicks some dirt to resume his venting into the wind. ❝You make all these threats but y’re too much of a WIMP to deliver- GODS, even yer fuckin threats are mild compared to what I-❞

He stops there, bottling up the rest of his rant and extinguishing it immediately. Even with no-one listening, he feels the need to relax and take control of his words, his attitude: It’s all good, it’s in the past- everything’s in the past. Even Amarant is in the past. There he goes. Goodbye, Flaming Asshole. He’s gone. Now just… Breathe. ❝Fuckin fraud.❞

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

    His back is swallowed by black, his refuge from sight, from sound.

       But not from the ridicule.

         Fraud.

    What reason has he to prove to a wimp like him?

        ˆFraud...

   Is that what he’s become? Just a name without any basis to its origins? He finds his hand had already taken a Rising Sun from its pouch. And he only follows through as he twists his body, not at all looking at his intended target yet it is clear just where the ring flies. Its dull edge sharpens as it gains speed,

            And cuts through the grass.

                  He need not look up to see the damage done, for the scream tells fully of his nearly severed shoulder.

           He is no fraud.

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

❝Wheh–❞

He’d braced himself, but not for this; caught off guard by solid ground meeting his back so soon, he exhales sharply and tries to access nonexistent limbs to upright himself. In turn, this leaves him barely stable, dizzy and in all respects confused.

❝R…❞ Finally finding at least some balance with one arm, he’d use the other to nurse the back of his head. …All the while questioning the fellow infamous criminal in his motives. ❝Really?? What happened here? I mean…❞ Eyes squint behind the vis, assessing with a crooked little frown.

No, not to say he’s disappointed. …Well, he IS. Getting what he wants would be much easier if he’d been ‘killed’, but here he is, unscathed save for some skid burns. Were the rumors of Amarant as a cold- blooded killer all lies? Or had something  actually happened to change him somewhere down the line?

…Like himself, perhaps.

Nah, there’s no way. ❝Ugh, whatever. I didn’t want that thing anyways,❞ he admits– a strange, abstract truth as he figures out how to push off the ground and dust off his vest.

    The assassin --He could almost laugh-- only crosses his arms, vision motionless from the running waters of the ocean. The dragon claws return to the belt, a glimmer of silver from a most exceptionally sharp blade.  His cares are not on the coward now behind him, but his...

      loss.

        Loss  of what?

           His coldness? Philosophy?

     He didn’t have a philosophy, even isolated in the mountains with those fucking drones. Old faces he’s left behind even begin to haunt him, and a curse escapes his now heightened breaths. Then he realizes his mistake... 

                                    his breaths can be heard.

                Goddamn it.          

     “Try it again, I’ll sever what remains of your limbs and leave you for a pack of fangs.”

       With those words, he pivots expertly on the dirt, and slinks away in the night.  

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

Keaton Henson sentence starters

"Do you know who you are?"

"Do you know your lip shakes when you're mad?"

"You don't like to be touched, let alone kissed."

"Does his love make your head spin?"

"It seems as though I'm on my own."

"I'm losing friends."

"I know that there's friction between me and you."

"I know that you're uncomfortable."

"I know it's hard for you to tell me the truth, but while we are doing so... I love you."

"You love to argue, you can't play guitar, but still, let me tell you that I love who you are."

"Love, I hope you are well."

"At least we now both have a story to tell."

"I feel you know me better than most."

"In spite of real distance, we'll always be close."

"I walked through the rain for you, you said to go home."

"Miss you terribly already."

"I hope for your life, you forget about mine."

"Please forget me, you were right, dear. I am cold and self-involved."

"I'll write my loneliness in poems, if I can just think how to start."

"I still worry more about you."

"I am rude and unkind."

"It's been four years and it does not end."

"I still felt alone, but I knew that you'd be there."

"I loved her more than I love myself."

"She is with another guy."

"I won't dance 'til you hold me."

"Please, don't leave me."

"I'm sorry, can't make your party."

"I'm afraid I'd kill your lover while your back was turned."

"So this is where you wanted to be, and it's a goddamn shame that you're not here with me."

"I see pictures now of the two of you and it makes me sick."

"Damn, I love you."

"Here's to you, you miserable fuck."

"Drink up, so we can both finally die."

"She's as stubborn as winter and as kind as the sun."

"Why was she listening to someone like me?"

"I know I'm awful, I can't even cry."

"You're my best friend, I'll love you til one of us dies."

"Teach me how to love you."

"I'll learn not to look at you with scorn."

"Don't expect me to change."

"I never loved you enough."

"This feels right and I'm letting it."

"I will not tire of you."

"Turns out that nothing is fair."

"You can leave me if you wish, but I'm not going anywhere."

"I am a fragile one."

"Please do not break my heart, I think it's had enough pain to last the rest of my life."

"You don't have to make any promises."

"If you must die, sweetheart, die knowing your life was my life's best part."

"I can see in your eyes that you mean it."

"All of these years you've been lonely."

"You are right, I've been looking as well, babe, I'm not looking for you."

"I'm just as damn disappointed as you."

"I'm truly alone and I like it."

"Though we're young, I feel eighty years old."

"Your arms around me are keeping me warm, but baby, I'm still feeling cold."

"You're kind and you're beautiful, too."

"I feel in some way I do love you but babe, I'm not in love with you."

"You seem to look through me, I wonder what you see."

"I wish I could stay with you."

"I wish I could wake at dawn to see you without make up on."

"You look the best today."

"I've been right here waiting for you to wake up."

"You think you're better than them."

"I hope you end up missing me."

"Your friends will always just be in your way."

"I'm just getting started, let me offend."

"The devil's got nothing on me, my friend."

"All I want is to be left alone."

"Sweetheart, what have you done to us?"

"Oh please, just come here, don't fight with me."

"Baby, please don't look at me like that."

"I will see you in the morning."

"Don't think of me like that, just picture me leaving and not coming back."

"This is your home now so don't you forget."

"I did it all for you."

"I'll do my best to teach you to fly."

"Come on baby, make me fall in love with you."

"I guess we can make it all the way."

"Turns out we don't belong after all."

"This feels different than it felt before."

"Guess that you were just expecting more, come on, you knew me, what'd you do that for?"

"I am selfish to my very core."

"I'm so damn scared of dying without you."

"Don't lie, I know we're fixing to die."

"I'll smile and pretend and won't show to the crowd."

"No, I won't be the damnedest bit fucking surprised."

"I won't give up, not until I'm holding you."

"Don't let go of my hand."

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Hey! Can you guys reblog this if you are willing to roleplay some horror or darker themes?

[deepseadweller-domain]

quite honestly i do not think anyone is suprized me reblogging this

[claireverie]

☁

Reaction Meme ;;

☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them

       ❝I know I don’t have very good karma, but this is another level of karmic punishment.❞

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

“Ya think I like this any better?”

[misu-yamaneko]

Freiya Crescent by SuperMisurino I used this illustration on postcards and posters for @nekostudioblog ! Some of these were sold at a comic event last week and I am probably going to sell them online as well… still thinking about It though^^”

[ofgil]

continued from here with @thereisonlyuncertainty ;;

❛Embarrassingly cowardly❜. As usual, a quick assumption that the thief wouldn’t hesitate to agree with. And pathetic as his position may seem, perfectly caught within the ❛Salamander's❜ grasp, a moment’s expectant flinch is followed up by a cocky smirk. Cocky for what reason? Oh, he’s all the reasons in the world. Just search him.

❝Wow. I’m honored to hear the oh-so great Salamander thought I was Bright. Surprised yer wrong?❞

&, there, he waits, still expectant… not for the larger man to take note of the two missing arms from his back, but for the attempt to be made on his life. If anything, HE should be cold and merciless enough to carry out such a task with full intent… He is, after all, the Flaming Amarant, most heartless mercenary known across the Mist Continent.

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

     There is no answer given, no reason to speak. Before....

         Before--

    A moment’s thought reveals the change he slips past his knowledge, nothing more than a memory when he channeled the many continents of Gaia with a certain band of misfits. 

        Humanity’s touch.

    He merely grabbed the man and hoists him by a single arm, his feet hovering over a cliffside. Months ago, he would have let go; slit his throat then let the rocks below pulverize his bones to an agonizing end. 

        Before Zidane.

    Allowing the moment to pass into silence, he gives a hidden stare at the brigand’s face. Surprisingly, he doesn’t seem fazed. The hands of the clock seem to tick in his mind,

         until he yanks the man from the precipice, and throws him across the grass.  

           Back to safety.

                  The gods curse that monkey’s fucking ass.

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

回 = patching a wound

    Apart of the band of fools,

       He sits upon a lonely stump, vacated in a thick husk of black pine. The dragons poisons infiltrates his lifestream, the tall-tale tingle of death on the tip of his fingers. His aura does well in forcing the venom out through the deep gashes, one currently nursed beneath the glow of his chi. 

    It would take all night to patch these wounds, 

              and Ifrit be damned should he dare ask for the help of these morons. 

    A snapped twig spears a dark glower to the intruder, only to be the Queen, alone from the camp. “I could ‘ave killed you.”

    The tension of her shoulders rise, her eyes widened, but she only steps forward, a potion extended in her gloved hand. 

        – “Take it. Please.”–

    He only stares at the bottle of bitter herbs and magic, swims contained in a green tear bottle. She’s a pampered ewe, yet still, she wills to venture through the night just to simply pass on a potion. 

       Still, pride has long been a companion.

     “Keep it. We’re short. I can handle these.”     

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

@vesselofterra

    He can taste acrid ash in the walls of his throat, blood in the clench of his teeth.

       He can hardly believe Zidane now, 

                           seeing the mass murderer before him now.

          --Alive and Well-- 

              “Ya got some balls to show your face here again...”

[thereisonlyuncertainty-blog]

▓ cOUGHs

     A mouse scurries along the grass, fang pups stretching their little paws over the unexplored;

          A beetle embattles another for the affections of the female. 

            A full set of fingers curl around the blades which mark his name

                         –The S A L A M A N D E R–

    In between the bodies pulse, a moment before breath can quench the starved lungs stillness, his palm bites into the thin wrist of Treno’s famed –and embarrassingly cowardly– thief.

      The claws he attempted to steal stop at the skin of his throat, Amarant’s face unfazed.

     “I thought you a lot brighter until now.” 

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

[rpmememaker]

It's Sexual Sunday so...

send my muse inappropriate questions

flirt with them anonymously or not

try to make them blush

kiss them at random

send me terrible pickup lines 

get my muse hot and bothered 

Pretty much this is your excuse to do what you want to my muse and see if you can get away with it. So go crazy!