[twilightichor]

I realized that last night I just reblogged the promo I posted recently on the new blog, so it might be confusing and that's on me for not making a proper post here. But if you see me following you again from a blog with the same url as I had before, know that it's because I completed what I had to do in order to move to the revamp blog! From now on, I'll be at @reginrokkr.

[lmperatrium]

Would you kindly leave a ♥ or ↻ if you’re interested in interacting with a low activity blog for Cartethyia of Wuthering Waves? Crossover friendly and multi-verse. Mature content warning ahead due to the nature of the game and heavily headcanon based.

[twilightichor]

I realized that last night I just reblogged the promo I posted recently on the new blog, so it might be confusing and that's on me for not making a proper post here. But if you see me following you again from a blog with the same url as I had before, know that it's because I completed what I had to do in order to move to the revamp blog! From now on, I'll be at @reginrokkr.

[twilightichor]

I realized that last night I just reblogged the promo I posted recently on the new blog, so it might be confusing and that's on me for not making a proper post here. But if you see me following you again from a blog with the same url as I had before, know that it's because I completed what I had to do in order to move to the revamp blog! From now on, I'll be at @reginrokkr.

[twilightichor]

I realized that last night I just reblogged the promo I posted recently on the new blog, so it might be confusing and that's on me for not making a proper post here. But if you see me following you again from a blog with the same url as I had before, know that it's because I completed what I had to do in order to move to the revamp blog! From now on, I'll be at @reginrokkr.

[twilightichor]

I realized that last night I just reblogged the promo I posted recently on the new blog, so it might be confusing and that's on me for not making a proper post here. But if you see me following you again from a blog with the same url as I had before, know that it's because I completed what I had to do in order to move to the revamp blog! From now on, I'll be at @reginrokkr.

[reginrokkr]

「I envy the dead desperately, for I am an immortal punished to tell history, to see their lives end miserably and use it as warning tale without ever stopping once to grieve.」

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[reginrokkr]

「I envy the dead desperately, for I am an immortal punished to tell history, to see their lives end miserably and use it as warning tale without ever stopping once to grieve.」

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[twilightichor]

I've made some progress in passing posts to the revamp Dain blog despite being told by T.umblr to go touch some grass. I posted over 100 posts and I've drafted 18 more which contain 180 addendums divided in batches of 10 each. Now, I have about 40 headcanons left and 20 studies and it'll be all good to go (I say as if it's not much, but compared to everything I've been working on today, it is little lol) and aesthetic, musings, music and meme related posts which I'll queue later this weekend. If things go well, tomorrow I'll make an official announcement of my move to the new blog.

[twilightichor]

Do you ever think about Dain spending time with someone who is emotionally strong and he's just there with that calm and soft smile, because I do—

Source here!

[twilightichor]

Maybe my cold is to be blamed for being more prone to annoyances, but I've been considering to revamp Dain's blog into a new one for some time now and that thought only materialized stronger as of lately. One of my biggest woes is the endless struggle with tags that I had noticed that doesn't exist in Jinhsi's to name an example, which still retains the tag history as it should. So I'll be looking into what posts to transfer, mainly references, addendums and headcanons and see how much it'll take (I'm looking into compiling several on them into fewer posts, as we're talking about +300 individual posts) and probably announce the new blog once that is all over as to not clutter your dashes.

[twilightichor]

What Neuvi wants, Neuvi gets

[twilightichor]

As per the insistence of a teacher, tomorrow I'm taking the day off because I'm clearly unwell and haven't improved one bit yet. So my activity might alternate between sleep and being here when I get tired of sleeping (and if I have the mindset to write, as I've been struggling with focus and/or getting dizzy when I forced myself to do so). Just two more weeks until Christmas break!

[twilightichor]

My brain became mush (1) coughing fit later, so I'll take that as my clue to continue writing for another day. I'll do my best to make it be tomorrow, as I really want to get back into the writing habit and I have a very easy exam right on Friday, so I won't need to revise until past half of the week. Take care, you peeps ♥︎

[twilightichor]

✧ @guhamun asked: "What if they kissed?" ( i gently and tentatively place percival here )

Fiends of the Abyss scatter everywhere within Khaenri'ahn borders. By all accounts, they should have no place here as it was alleged oftentimes that they are to remain in the only sea they know of: the stars. Slashing them back to the void whence they came from is but one step closer to find out where his brother has been abducted first, where these monsters truly came from second. Deeper down still than where Khaenri'ah is located, there lies a maze that no one dares trespass for a reason. But the king did, and so the princess did alongside Vedrfolnir.

His noble act to gather every soldier in sight who can rise their weapon to fight and unite them under a single banner, irregardless of what their main mission may be was merely a means to reach towards his goal. But unbeknownst to Twilight Sword, breaking the shackles that tied every soldier to their own platoon gave them the freedom of action without thinking, without having to wait for the orders of others superiors to them in order to fight. Khaenri'ah was under siege, so it mattered not if their post was at the capital guarding the palace and the gentry living within its vicinities or sentinel knights guarding the borders of the kingdom. Everyone had a family of their own to protect, a homeland, an identity that were threatened.

Now that the path was cleared and the worst of it handled, all there was left for Dáinsleif to do was to venture in the vowels of this world. To the place that many in their delirium have described as something worse than hell, if the Abyss were to be ascribed such descriptor by those who feared it instead of offering worship. Common sense would dictate not to wander deeper without treating his injury —superficial in comparison to what his brother must be enduring now, ignorant still that he would forever lose his eyesight in this event—, even less spent as he is from the arduous battles against great foes they have never faced before. But right when he's about to delve into the depths of the Abyss, the call of his name alongside the title that precedes it stops him on his tracks and so he turns on his heels to see Percival.

A knowing silence befalls betwixt them, more understanding and cognizant of the gravity of the situation at hand as well as the emotional weight that would carry in their hearts if the root cause of this disaster than verbalizing it —Dáinsleif's would run deeper still, were he unable to save his older brother—. And yet, there is something about the other's gaze that fills his heart with unease.

I am not as noble or righteous as you make me be, so please don't—

Don't look at me like I am.

As if aware that he may break whatever illusion he has of him, the quasi-quiescence is silenced in an instant when Percival closes the remaining distance between them, his hands holding his face to bring him in for a kiss. Sapphire irises widen a fraction, his arms grow limp by his side paralyzed in shock and confusion as one more variable to consider materializes within his mind. But ah, how to ignore the moment of peace this offers to his now stilling heart, a fire giving rise to an inexplicable warmth where it shouldn't be under these circumstances. For a moment, Dáinsleif allows himself to close his eyes albeit briefly until Percival pulls away, the frown in his eye telling enough without need for words.

The lunarescent knight senses distress coming from him, but also hope. Hope that he may come back in one peace and that all of this stays as the nightmare it has become. His gloved hand rises to cup one side of his face, his thumb running over his fair eyebrow to smoothen the frown written in his face. Roseate lips press slightly to chase away the tingling he still feels. Strange, it's as if his lips never left his to begin with. Is this what it feels like to kiss someone? Azure eyes soften momentarily before the hand touching his face falls by his side. ◜We will talk about this later.◞

It was a bold move. A very bold move, Percival. You should know that us pure-blood Khaenri'ahns are expected to preserve our bloodline—

Nevertheless, be that as it may, Dáinseif finds himself uncaring about this aspect of their society. What should be a scandal to him no longer fazes him, perhaps as a result of his heartbreak to their king and to those who would follow him unconditionally, going as far as to plunge their own homeland into darkness. Twilight Sword turns and heads towards the hollow illuminated with a suspicious portal, then he turns his head one last time to look at Percival. A silent vow that he will return.

◜Take care of them.◞

Of our people, those who we've been fighting for all this time. Wait for me.

[twilightichor]

I'm getting in the mood to see if my brain cooperates to write those kisses and I have to say that Will You Be There by Skillet is such a Dain vibe for occasions like this.

[twilightichor]

Tfw you come to realize that your muse's birthday is the first day of Christmas break aka the 21st.