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[valiane]

sent forth by Odin, the BATTLE MAIDEN scours the killing fields for fallen warrior souls upon whom to bestow eternal heavenly glory. the Chooser of the Slain is REVERED as a savior by some, reviled as a DEATH GODDESS by others.

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To my side my noble e i n h e r j a r !

[valiane]

Thor. 

❛ And you. ❜ In her company, he is himself – something opens in his chest, something both less and more than floodgates. It is the storm that stretches from one horizon to the other, and that is a freedom he is afforded in few other places. His smile is small but warm, much like his mother’s, and he gives a nod in turn. The valkyrja are not given anything short of the upmost respect. Though he doesn’t always have the freedom to feel himself, he never acts as another. Her statement draws a light laugh from him, and he shakes his head. ❛ Not boorish at all. On a visit to Alfheim, I saw a white raven in flight. She did not stop, nor did she spare her gaze. She carried on. ❜ She reminded me of you. After seeing the bird, he had wanted to see her. So, here he was. ❛ How fare these skies this day? ❜

          ❛   Alfheimr ?  ❜   Lofty question brokers across a tongue unworthy to ask and she holds not to the idea of it.  A woman corded in decay, righteous abadnon forgets her Lord’s emblazoned nature, his willingness to cross worlds from Aesier to Vanir with little instruction, the dwelling of the elves open to all whilst Freyr and Freya sit perched ‘pon it’s helm of sun pearls and fragmented prisms. Wanton issue, a feverish note that along fair’er wings he had been issued thought, pause ; pure plume, vestige and gentle tidings -- was this jealousy? Lenneth refutes it outright, a wisp sigh slipping,    ❛  Forgive me. You do me honor by taking a pause in your journey, regardless where it leads. I shan’t find myself curious again.  ‘Lo, the skies calm which -  ❜   Teeth rake across bottom tier, stormborne gaze pausing to rip away from his splendor, peering across the way.   ❛  — gives me concern.  You presence, however, if I may be so bold, has set my heart at least in some ease.    ❜

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this has been a long time coming  —   so here we go!   i’ve been roleplaying on tumblr for about 5 + years & times have changed but my overall experience has been absolutely wonderful, i want everyone to know that. my time here wouldn’t nearly be as amazing without you all, this community that i’ve seen grow over time & has had the pleasure of being a part of. in fact, it would be very bland without you all!  writing as amaterasu has been an exciting journey & one that i hope i can continue on for years to come. the muse herself has been a light in my life & being able to meet all you amazing people through a character like her?  beyond words. thank you all for being so welcoming & open to a muse like this silly  doggo. 

i’ve made life-long friends through roleplaying & i hope to make many more in the future. no matter whether you are featured on here or not know, every one of my followers & mutuals have been a part of this experience so i want to take time to appreciate you all. you are all so creative & talented, & i want you all to know that outside of tumblr, i hope all your endeavours & lives are filled with joy & happiness.

may today of all days bring you light & now as we slowly run-up to spring, i hope your horizons are splashed with colour. 

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[valiane]

there is something about lenneth that i adore -- even if you aren’t familiar with her muse and it’s the idea that she’s so accepting of those willing to change, those that are in pain or feel wronged. certainly she has a strong sense of justice but if there is even an inkling in her mind that she can help another, she will take it full throttle. she is holy light embodied and she is love in peace, desperation, and strength. she is the definition of fortitude and perseverance.  the problem with her is that she cares too much -- it’s unbefitting of a valkyrie and ultimately garners her demise within the series, only to be resurrected by the einherjar that loved her just as much as she loved them. she feels human emotions and that damns her, makes her pliable and weak but strong at the same time.  give me relationships that test that humanity inside of her. give me moments of questioning mortality -- is the greater good really good? does she ignore her heart for duty sake alone ? does she cast aside her immortality for another ? it’s all very... i adore her personal questioning,  

i adore a death goddess in mourning. 

[spctlessminds]

this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’ ‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’ ‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’ ‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’ ‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’ ‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’ ‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’ ‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’ ‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’ ‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’ ‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’ ‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’ ‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’ ‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’ ‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’ ‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’ ‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’ ‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’ ‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’ ‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’ ‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’ ‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’ ‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’ ‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’ ‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’ ‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’ ‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’ ‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’ ‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’ ‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’ ‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’ ‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’ ‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’ ‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’ ‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’ ‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’ ‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’ ‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’ ‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’ ‘  would you even miss me?  ’ ‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’ ‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’ ‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’ ‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’ ‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’ ‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’ ‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’ ‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’ ‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’ ‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’ ‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’ ‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’ ‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’ ‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’ ‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’ ‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’ ‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’

[valiane]

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[valiane]

BY HEAVEN’S LIGHT & HOLY DEVOTION, TWO ARE BOUND FOR THE GLORIOUS RECKONING ;  a small essay on why alexander cannot be summoned in final fantasy xv 

               at least from what i’m going to write about  & regarding lenneth’s verse as an astral aspect of the HOLY JUDGE ALEXANDER. 

let me start this off with saying that i ramble a lot and this might not make concrete sense -- do allow me to clarify with questions and the like if you so desire.  

ALEXANDER is a well known HOLY summon within the final fantasy universe ; DIVINE JUDGEMENT being it’s claim to fame.  in standard lore, alexander is not an easy summon to muster nor is it easily acquired in any game -- it usually involves a task, some type of horrendous bearing, usually deal with some type of purification. it’s most notable appearance is within FF9 which is what i base most of my canon off for this verse.  

within the realm of final fantasy 15, there is an entire world shrouded in darkness -- filled with daemons, monsters, whatever you want to call them. they are afraid, horrified of the light which causes them canonically in-game damage ( if you’ve ever fought a red giant at 5am in the game you know what i mean -- some /inserts okami reference, THE SUN RISES happening then ) .  

being that alexander is a holy summon, a holy astral, and usually nominated as one of THE STRONGEST SUMMONS, besting BAHAMUT on several occasions and canonically during FFIX -- one can assume that it is imbued with holy light ; it would best all daemons, it would purify and light up the eternal darkness for just a reprieve or not even let it happen in the first place. 

that’s where i’m getting a little free falling with my canon which final fantasy roleplayers, feel free to adopt or ignore -- whatever you want. 

considering that the game is a mismash of noctis trying to bond with the astrals that lunafreya has convened with -- what if, by logic standing, lunafreya’s death actually inhibits the summon of alexander.  

within a lot of final fantasy canon, alexander requires TWO people to summon it -- mainly FFIX ( once again, most of my canon from there ). what if by ardyn killing lunafreya, whether he knows it or ( and probably knows it because alexander literally would be the windfall that the world needs ) effectively seals alexander from being properly summoned ; trapping it in a holy vessel of a paladin ( which is my verse’s case ) --  meaning that the most powerful holy elemental summon is locked within an astral plane because it requires a balancing force to procure it.  

had lunafreya lived long enough to make a proper covenant with alexander, she might have been able to convince noctis to summon it -- but that would also pertain to them ruling jointly together and being by each other’s sides -- love and righteousness overcoming despair and darkness. it’s literally alexander’s motif. 

so by removing the balancing force of the oracle from noctis’ life, technically obliterates any chance that noctis could summon the divine judge  -- and even if he some how mustered the strength to take on that holy energy by himself, alexander would probably not even deem him worthy until the very end of the game  -- alexander only seems to accept those that have put themselves above their own personal fate. noctis as we well know, for most the game, is a pity party ( understandably ??? no shame, my bro ). 

these are just some thoughts that i have. also ardyn meeting lenneth!alexander and just being like: wow you’re literally at 1/100 of the strength you should be that’s hilarious

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[valiane]

       ❛  --  You bare a burden of magic.  ❜   Alight with sinew corded with embers, she flourishes nary starved the way a flame should be -- a brightness developing the dark. ‘Tis rare that someone should hold an elemental curse within their bones, that they should hoist the responsibility upon shoulders ( and what tiny shoulders the woman did have ). The paladin quips, tongue clucking before she realizes her statement had been said aloud, in passing, a shake of flaxen tresses to ward off the oddities of sentiment.  ❛  -- Apologies. ‘Tis not of that that I can feel someone’s gift.  You must be very skilled, considering you are also dressed in servitude to the Crown.  ❜   

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[valiane]

      Alexander ; Alexandria ; the Divine Judgement -- she is all these things, all these names, a vessel known and caged within a fortress of titanium, steam, and righteous bearing. And yet a holy offering had never been made, a covenant daren’t sealed ; swift current took the washes of hopes and dreams, ‘lo lingers a drowned prophecy between the ebbing tide. Fingers find the hair of a boy who would be king, crowned ‘pon mantles glory, and sacrificed in the honor of his forebears. Such is the nature of this world, the Fortress understands, and the world between the waking and the eternally slumbering in which they walk, in which he lays and she heralds, 

      ❛  —  though one might suppose you have heard enough of this prattle from your comrades, they are right. ‘Tis a folly of your own that you are so ill-prepared for what comes next.  You cannot win if in sleep you linger, no matter how harsh the world bears down ‘pon you, young prince.  ❜ 

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[valiane]

       The passage of time boast a fickle bearing, a construct inane, designed by those whom it rules -- unforgiving, heavy handed, and engrained. Not them, however, who dispose mockery upon it’s feeble woes. Nary so, they have surpassed, overcome, and waited. The sickle fall, the rising moon, the shimmering sun all matters not beyond the bounds for those chained to the heavens by a lesser who vexed himself a fool king. Grimace, blade sharp and gnarled twitches along the astral vessel’s face ; a paladin, casted in steel and iron, shimmering with a locked divinity not yet uttered unto a true ruler. 

      An usurper stands before, a devilish dare and he knows that this holy creature cannot harm him --- it’s simply not, annoying so, time. 

       ❛ -- you should have known better than to come here. There is no purpose to your actions.  ❜ 

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[valiane]

ares.

From the moment they first met Ares had the inkling that they had something in common. They did, of course, their commonality being the battlefield. But he would find it was a very broad and general thing to have in common. Their ideologues and practices on the battlefield could not be more different. The Valkyrie was a herald to warriors; those that sought more than just victory for the sake of pride. To call upon the God of War was to call upon bloodlust; victory by crushing your enemies in your path. Perhaps it was that difference kept him coming back.

“Well now you’re going to go and hurt my feelings. I thought it ws clear we had something blossoming” he speaks with a tone as though he has taken offense to her words though truly it is all an act, transparent as clean water. Relationships, even the casual aquaintance, was hard to maintain among immortals. Such vasts amounts of time could pass without seeing one another that it become hard to call anything started or finished. But Ares enjoying having fun in contrast to Lenneth’s more serious demeanor. “You know I’d hate to toot the horn of ky accomplishmentd but if that’s what it takes to get your affection I suppose you leave me no choice.”

He chuckled lightly, predator’s smile gracing his features. “I am more worthy than any sad, dying soldier you will find. And as far as sacred covenants are concerned - it’s just a kiss, not a request for marriage.”

       A haughty demeanor would damn most, name them defiler ‘pon the most bless’d of grounds of the kingdom in which she deigns home. Perhaps where he rests his sword is founded with such over-exaggerated notions, she knows not ; the southern isles are but a mystery, shrouded in greenery and kinder winds. And she has such a evening star’s face, grown weary by the chill of the mountains and first fall of frost.  

       There had been a mortal saying that time apart made a meeting more desirable or similar in nature. Verily, she may have been excited to look upon him again at least for the reunion of another who understood her charges, understood the ground on which her divine greaves tread ;  he himself swathed in agony, furious abandon, and hedonistic rage. Crown of snow sheen tresses slip along shoulders as she tilts her head, nodding. 

       ❛   Perhaps ‘tis just a kiss to you,  ❜  she lectures.  ❛ -- yet I do not so freely devout myself to such frivolities. I nary hold the time despite it never-ending, yet even so we must face our own twilight in the eventide. For such reason alone, I cannot kiss you, not if you are merely perceiving it as just that,  ❜  breathless lungs sigh, heaving a chest heavy with titanium.  ❛  And your proclamation glory comes with little effort. You are the god of war from your pantheon, from your stead --  when you fight, you do so because it is your blood, your meaning, a truer purpose errant known to the heavens above. But when men fight, mortal men, they do so because they must, because they believe. Your lust for battle knows little fear, only desire. What I long for, which I am nary sure you can provide, is that same lust but equal to that for life itself.  ❜