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[symbolmemes]

send € for my muse to break down in tears in front of yours.

scenario up to mun.

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Gods and Deities Sentence Starters

“And what are you the god of? Bad tastes?”

“You’re not my god.” 

“It’s been a long time since anyone invoked my name.” 

“I’m a god, not a genie. I do not ‘grant’ wishes.” 

“You haven’t an inkling of an idea of what you’ve just done, haven’t you?” 

“And what is a mere mortal to a god?” 

“A god is only as powerful as their believers.”

“When’s the last time anyone prayed to you?” 

“Don’t be stupid. Gods don’t exist.” 

“Your petty discourse is highly amusing.” 

“What a cute little shrine! I wonder who’s it to?” 

“Your title may have “Evil” in it but you just look sad.” 

“No one’s ever built me a shrine before…” 

“You mustn’t be a very good god then.” 

“Your mortal woes are beneath me.” 

“You dare speak to me in such a tone?” 

“Be careful of what you wish for.” 

“You don’t know the meaning of “God-King”. 

“You know not of who you speak to, do you?” 

“You don’t look very… godly… to me.” 

“’A god’? Don’t be so full of yourself.” 

“What are you the god of?” 

“Does it get lonely?” 

“Oh god, please don’t hurt me!” 

“Your god has no sway here.”

“And what brings you into my domain, little one?” 

“I think I just woke something up. Something powerful.” 

“Um… hello? Any… anyone listening?” 

“This is stupid. Of course no god will listen to me.” 

“You probably look nothing like your statue.” 

“I hope this shrine is worthy enough for you…” 

“I’m here as a sacrifice, as promised by my people.” 

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[hashagi]

SURVIVOR OF THE TUMBLR PURGE!!! So here’s octodump part 2

1st: ignis ardere

2nd to 4th: olberic and erhardt domestic fight

5th: when I switched from JP to EN voices in the middle of the game

7th and 8th: hopefully something I will finish ,, cyrus isn’t even playing above the bridge but I’ll. fix that later

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Send “On the Twelve Days of Christmas, my muse gave to yours:” and a list of twelve items your muse gives to mine for their reaction!

Example: On the twelve days of Christmas, my muse gave to yours: 12 bad jokes, 11 pairs of socks, 10 chocolate chips cookies, 9 daggers, 8 suggestive texts, 7 new scarfs, 6 new books, 5 roses, 4 kegs, 3 earrings, 2 pairs of gloves, and 1 punch to the face.

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xblazingblade‌:

Olberic had mentioned this one’s smile, and how infectious it could be, and he certainly hadn’t been wrong. Amazing, how simply offering to answer a few questions could make someone so happy. “That was kind of him to say,” he chuckles softly, secretly thinking that he certainly didn’t deserve such kind words, from Olberic or anyone else. But he’s working on bettering himself, working on changing those thoughts into something more positive.

It’s hard, mind you, to remain positive when the very first topic brought up is the fall of a kingdom that he himself had helped to orchestrate. Clearing his throat, he sits up a little straighter, reaching for his mug and taking another deep swig. How to answer? Honesty feels right, given that he’s spent so much of his life lying. And yet…would this man or anyone else ever forgive him for what he’d done? Even Olberic still harbors resentment, despite how they’re attempting to patch up their friendship and find a means to carry on.

“And I assume that Olberic has been unwilling to tell you about the kingdom’s fall thus far?” he questions, looking over the rim of his mug at the professor. “It is an event that he and I both hold heavily in our hearts - for different reasons, perhaps.”

He....did have a point, the fall of said Kingdom was a very personal topic to Olberic and no matter the amount of times he would ask the knight about it, the answer was the same; a silent look before the deep sigh and ‘Not at the moment’. Though Cyrus urned for knowledge, he knew when to step back and let a person breath but if it felt like he was pressuring Olberic, than it was no better when asking Erhardt.

“....if the topic is too personal then we can talk about something else. While traveling with Olberic and seeing what he has gone through, I can understand why he keeps quiet about the whole event. It would be inhuman of me to ask his friend the same question, so for that I apologize for putting you in a uncomfortable situation.” Cyrus bit his low lip lightly, maybe that was the reason people said he needed to filter himself before speaking.

Knowledge was something that could be obtained through talking but he had to remember that some knowledge wanted to be kept with it’s owner.

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Versteal's eyes widen slightly when one of the phioled shattered into pieces. "This ---- isn't good at all." He licks nervously his lips before giving the other a towel to cover his face. "Maybe we lucky and this pheremones weren't working, if they do we maybe having a huge problem."

Another one broke, just like the last few tests they covered. Cyrus sighed and sat down in a near by chair, his hands cupped together as he thought long and hard about the equation they just used. What was wrong with it? Everything about the numbers and how they lined up perfectly, should have made the experiment work.

“Perhaps we aren’t looking at this from the right stand point. The numbers are correct, the equations are spot on but the experiment ends in failure each time. It’s obvious we are missing something but what the something is…..it’s debatable.” Cyrus continued to think. The pheremones weren’t working, maybe they could use a different substance to make it work.

[fantaxi]

Send ⚠ and a name, and i will make a bad presentation slide about that muse

Be it yours or mine.

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xblazingblade‌:

Being held is something that Erhardt had given no thought to at all, not until now, wrapped up in the scholar’s arms. Now, he wonders how he’s gone so long without contact, without reaffirming that someone out there in the world can see the good in him and actually wants him around. He doesn’t let go, not for a few long moments, and thankfully, Cyrus doesn’t pull away either. “I…had no idea how much I needed this,” he admits softly, breathing out a soft sigh, as he finally begins to loosen his grip, not yet entirely letting go, but pulling back enough to give Cyrus a weak smile. “Thank you.”

“Everyone needs it at some point in their life, even when we think we are strong enough to endure it is always nice to know that you have someone to help you long the way.” A smile had also graced the scholar’s face, resting his forehead against the other’s as a small sign of affection. Cyrus held himself there only for a few seconds before pulling back, not letting his smile fade a way. It brought comfort to the situation and if it helped make Erhardt feel at ease then he would continue to smile for him.

“I will be here to give you a shoulder to lean on, so will Olberic. At some point, we have to be forgiven. Hold on a grudge only causes tension in ourselves and others.” Now was not the time for a lecture on human emotions but hopefully, Erhardt would take it to heart and forgive himself much like he was sure Olberic had forgiven him, at least the scholar hoped.

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xblazingblade‌:

The moment of silence that passes between them has Erhardt worried that maybe, he’d been a little too negative. Cyrus is a little ball of sunshine and shouldn’t have to deal with all of his darkness. But all of those worries are pushed away the second that Cyrus reaches for him, and he finds himself pulled in tight, arms wrapped around him. It takes him a second to respond, but he slowly lifts his arms, sliding them around Cyrus’ shoulders and pulling him in even tighter. He wants to say thank you, wishes there were some way to properly explain how good it feels to be held. Instead, he just rests his cheek against the scholar’s hair, letting his eyes slide closed for a long moment and simply savoring the affection.

The words that Erhardt used, the way he described his pain and suffering through out the years ripped at Cyrus’s heart strings. In all his years, he never thought about how people truly feel when explaining their emotions.

The silence between them felt peaceful, no sound around them just letting go of everything to feel a sort of tranquility that Cyrus had never reached before. Sure, he came close them reading a book that drew nearly all his attention to it but never like this. Never being this close to someone he cared for and wanted to see happy like he was at this moment. It....it was nice.

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@xblazingblade

Gods, the amount of force he is using to hold himself back from grabbing Erhardt and hold him close so that the world could no longer hurt him the way it did. It unfortunately did not last as the Scholar grabbed hold of the blonde and nearly or attempted to crush him against his chest in the form of a hug.

[krintou-squids]

He would…

Based on this comic

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xblazingblade‌:

The sound of his name, spoken with such blatant enthusiasm, has Erhardt raising his head, just in time to meet the gaze of one very eager professor who’s headed his way. Olberic had warned him in advance, that he’d likely end up the newest object of Cyrus’ fascination, and, well-intentioned as that warning was, there was no denying that it would happen one way or another.

He wonders, briefly, if the bright-eyed scholar has any idea that Erhardt himself is the reason that Hornburg is no more. Best not to bring that up either way.

Ah well. He’s about done his dinner anyway, and with no plans for the remainder of the evening, there’s no reason not to indulge a curious mind for a while.

“As it so happens, I do, in fact, have some time on my hands,” he replies, trying for a warm smile - that still feels out of place on a face so used to scowling, but he’ll get the hang of it sooner or later. Gesturing to the empty seat across the table from him, in the quiet corner of the tavern he’d wandered off to, he gives a curt nod. “Have a seat. I’m actually impressed that you’ve managed to hold off this long. I’ve been traveling with your party for - what - five days now?”

Excellent! A flame sparked in his heart as the thought of gaining new knowledge about Hornburg was about to be recorded and brought to light for other scholars to learn about. The ebony happily sat in the seat next to the blonde, having brought a small notebook to take notes in for later when he would officially write it all down on paper. “My apologizes, I wanted to give you time to catch up with Olberic. He talked about you in our group as a wonderful ally and a great friend.”

Cyrus could tell that when the warrior talk about his friend, he felt happy only to have that emotion drop off and be replaced with sadness. To which, he didn’t press for an answer as to why, it would be rude if it was something painful. Cyrus had his own skeletons in the closet, so it would be better not to peak inside others. “I’m glad to at least get a little bit of time to talk with you about Hornburg, due to the fact that our text books and history books give little to no information about the kingdom itself. Well, enough that we know the basics but not how it fell.”

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