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[vasavajit]

This right here has played a part in why I haven’t been on. But after some careful consideration, I’m going to put Indrajit and his blog on an indefinite hiatus. I’ve been struggling with Indrajit as a muse, and I want to give my rp partners the best of my ability when doing replies. I am sorry to everyone who’s been waiting so patiently all this time.

[vasavajit]

Apologies for the long quiet. Work has been crazy and health took a dip for a while. I hope to be on here again soon.

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

lazy roleplayer symbol meme

Send in a symbol and I’ll:

@ : reply to one of your open starters

?? : write you a starter

+ : go through the memes you’ve reblogged and send one in

!!! : write a headcanon about our muses

% : write a drabble about our muses

$$$ : go through your wishlist tag and write a starter based on one of the posts

♬ : write a starter based on your blog music

… : write a headcanon based on one of the aus in your verse page

^^ : go through your muse’s aesthetic tag and write a starter based on one of the posts

# : write a headcanon based on one of your side muses / npcs

[keeshava-deactivated20210908]

In the next week or so I’ll be changing things around across my blogs. I will be taking a step back from the fate fandom and cleaning out my follow list. If we have a thread going I’m probably going to keep it, but I just wanted to let people know what was going on.

[calamiities]

hey! if ur ever looking for information on my character (whether i haven’t finished/uploaded my stats or bio pages or it’s just information you’d like to know) you can always 100% shoot me a message asking about anything! if you need something cleared up about my muse, ask me. if you wanna learn more about my muse, ask me. if something is confusing you or you just want to know more - ask me! i’m always available to answer questions about my muse because the odds are i’m probably still figuring them out. no matter how long i’ve had them for, there’s always room for character development and finding out more about them. there are some things even i haven’t figured out about my muse, so always feel free to ask me if you wanna know anything.

[vasavajit]

vijayia‌:

“Be careful how you speak to me, lest I sever your tongue from its place in your head.” Hostility comes easily with such a careless mention of that war, and bitter ire burns in the umber of his eyes, the serene mask upon his face shattered in an instant as his tonality becomes as venomous as his coursing wrath. Already, it was irksome enough that his hallowed name carried all his sorrows and plights no matter how he wished to sever his shame from himself, and – if not his prowess – the silver bow within his hands was enough to discern his identity. Yet, to remark upon that tragedy, of his pain with such little care insulted him greatly, whether intentionally mocking or not, and beyond that, it made the murderous urges of the evil he kept in his heart flare and billow like Agni’s flames themselves. 

His hand flexes as he fights the urge to take an arrow from his quivers.

“How I deal with my pain is none of your concern. Now, drop this matter, and I will overlook your insolence.”

“Such an attempt is beyond you, child.” Contempt laced his tone as he replied, eyes narrowing faintly as he speaks. No pleasure is garnered from seeing the cracks break apart that mask of stoicism Archer presented. To him, it was only a necessary thing. Gods and their preferred toys all too often carried themselves loftier than was truly deserved. Bringing them down to earth was the only way to cure such delusion and he possessed many informed methods on ensuring it was done.

“My insolence?” A smile tugs at thin lips but it is not kind. “How surprising. Have you gained some measure of courage in death? For one who was a slave to his elders, now you manage to speak almost like an adult. Or is that Agni Gandiva’s own power at work, and you but the humble puppet to its many strings?”

[vasavajit]

ardenssolis‌:

     ❝SUCH HIGH PRAISE TO receive from you. I would accept your offer.❞ Was he pleased to have it? Naturally. He was aware of how powerful Indrajit was before he they fought. He was one that was both respected by his enemies and feared at the same time; a true warrior of the utmost quality. Still, he had wondered if it was all talk and exaggeration as to be expected from thousands of years of one’s tale being repeated over and over again. What might have initially been a simple battle in mild weather would suddenly change into one that shook the earth with lightning raining down from the skies and the wind howling its rage upon armies. Regardless, whatever animosity had existed in him before was now gone leaving room only for elation as he forced himself to stand straighter to retain proud demeanor.

     His body ached and wounds made him nearly wince as teeth sank into his tongue even from that much movement, but he had an image to uphold just as Indrajit did as well. They were far too prideful to allow any to gleam even the slightest bit of weakness from them even in this state. ❝We have an understanding.❞ His smirk softened just slightly, amusement present within it to the sharp-eyed able to take notice. ❝Let us return to Chaldea before they begin to worry about our whereabouts. We have injuries to tend to.❞

“Wisdom indeed.” Indrajit admitted, tapping a button on the communicator that would take them back to Chaldea. The air shifted around them, a promise of impending Rayshift making his skin prickle and hair briefly raise from the gathered electricity. Pushing himself up to stand properly Indrajit dismissed Chandrahas as a show of good faith. Ozymandias was a man of honor, and any doubt Indrajit may have possessed about that had been wiped away in the duration of their battle.

It was not quite the same as putting his back to the pharaoh, as he refused to be that foolish. But as color bled away into swirls of blue Indrajit could not deny a small tinge of pleased relief at being returned to a home base. As Chaldea’s cool air replaced the heat of their previous surroundings Indrajit inclined his head towards Ozymandias slowly. “May your gods smile upon you in light of today. It was my honor to witness such prowess. Next our paths cross, I shall be pleased to know we might be allies.”

[vasavajit]

@tenjima​ sent:  [ sweep ]  "Hoo? Another one would expect more from the likes of you but it appears that you were being overestimated, um?"

The sensation of being knocked off his feet was not entirely unfamiliar. He simply wasn’t used to it. Few ever managed to get so close and those who did were more often cut down before they were able to take advantage of their proximity. This one, whether by skill or luck, had proven themselves a more interesting opponent than originally thought.

Tucking a shoulder close Indrajit rolled, coming back onto his feet and baring his teeth at Avenger in a wide grin.

“Only a fool believes the battle over if they knock their foe down. Try harder, half-witted King.” As the last of his statement left his mouth Indrajit lunged, swinging his weapon with calculated bloodthirstiness.

[vasavajit]

magaipharaoh‌:

truth be told ,  egyptian prince has never expected nor demanded any amount of attention outside of his own rambunctious magnetism .  recognition of even unfamiliarity itself impresses him ,  but not as much as towering height does -  a whole head and then some above him !  stance widens ,  finger points upwards and shock floods features ,  djoser shouts -  ‘ holy crap ,  you’re HUGE — ! ‘  

before realizing it’s hardly an answer to query and he flushes ,  composing himself .  ‘  i mean ,  uh ,  i have lots of names ?  it’s an egypt thing -  ah ,  i got it .  hey ,  huge guy !  tell me one of your names ,  and i’ll tell you one of mine !  hows’about it ,  deal ? ‘  one he tries to seal with a spirited wink . 

No, not at all like the person which had come to mind when he’d initially seen this one. Though, perhaps there was some amount of similarity as that youthful excitement displayed itself. The other’s proclamation about his height nearly dragged a sigh from Indrajit’s chest. And yet where anger would usually be he could only summon up a sort of half-amused resignation.

“I see. You may address me as Indrajit.” Easier to play along than steer this conversation in the opposite direction. Particularly since he’d been the one to ask in the first place. “It is not uncommon in Lanka to have many names, but that is my most well known. I was summoned as a Saber. Yourself?”

[vasavajit]

@adonaiis​ liked for a starter

This man held himself with all the smug air of a king and yet a familiar sort of calculation lurked in those eyes. Indrajit felt his mouth twist, nose wrinkling faintly as he studied this unlooked-for visitor. Perhaps, wherever this person had come from such body language was deserved and common. Indrajit saw it only as posturing, tiresome at best.

“Are you going to challenge every shadow that crosses your path for merely existing? Collect yourself, stranger, and decide which way your feet shall take you.”

[vasavajit]

@desirewept​ liked for a starter

One could know a goddess from a mortal woman by the radiance which spilled from under their skin, highlighting every feature with a loveliness that could not be matched. In how her feet did not touch the ground, the mere concept of her intrinsically far beyond that of the impure earth and gravity itself. Even that, however, failed to prepare one for setting eyes upon Rati Devi.

She was too much to take in all at once. Too intense for his senses, her presence and beauty impossible to limit with words alone. And so he kept his gaze low and head bowed; meek as he could allow himself to be before she who was desire incarnate given flesh.

“Your presence is an unexpected honor, Goddess.” He picked his words carefully, wondering all the while why she would possibly be here. “Thank you, for whatever it may be worth, for the blessings your kindness bestowed on me in life.”

[vasavajit]

@vcsavi​ sent:  [ challenge ] (accepting)

“You are so eager to fall again, is that it?” Light dances behind his eyes as Indrajit stands, making crimson irises seem to glow. Chandrahas answers his summons faithfully and he levels it to point at the center of Karna’s chest; right where the gem embedded in Lancer’s flesh sits. “Come forward then, o’ speck of the sun; and we will see which of us remains standing afterwards.”

[vasavajit]

niledrowned‌:

… little bird. of course, to a great warrior she would not be more than a little bird. pharaoh or not, with ruling only for a short amount of time she could not command anyone to call her with a more respectful title. still, the insecurities creeping onto her, do not stop her from knowing what she wishes for and stubbornly she stares up at indrajit.

“not being a liability to my team and being able to defend myself would be strength to me - I do not presume that I’ll become as strong as you or other warriors… but I need to grow.” gentler words surely did exist in this world, but nitocris never had been one for them - honesty and harsh words were usually how one could get her to act. despite her petite statue and her tendency to be a bit dramatic, nitocris had never shied away from criticism. 

…face him as he is. the idea to not use magecraft is strange to her. she is magic in a sense, her skills as a caster are no different from her powers when she had been alive. but she had recently tried to copy cleopatra’s fighting style. 

“alright.” leaning her staff against a wall, she nods to herself. there is no illusion of being able to actually hurt him, but at least she might hopefully prove herself. with a ‘hep’ she jumps into the air, surprisingly agile for someone claiming to not being able to physically fight, while she does not use her fists, she aims for his head directly with the side of her leg.

The lack of anger at his goading, how composed she was as her response hung between them were points in Nitocris’s favor. It seemed, to him, that she possessed less of the bluster he’d glimpsed on their initial meeting. He stayed where he was as she put her stave aside, watching until Nitocris swung her leg at him. She had more speed than he’d initially expected, the surprise a pleasant one more than anything else.

Rolling aside, Indrajit got his legs beneath him and shifted for balance. Crouched low, he studied her stance and found it unfamiliar - but steady nonetheless. That was satisfying enough. They would not be working from a completely blank slate after all, it seemed.

“Good.” Standing, he returned the favor with a kick of his own; aiming for her head as she had done. Not quite as fast as he would with someone closer to his own skill level. Even if he had his doubts, pushing too far was not something he intended to do. “Again!”

[gwisintal-deactivated20210309]

hello! let’s make this quick. pharaohs! pharaohs raised only to be sacrificed! pharaohs possessed by immortal, primordial snake gods! immortal, primordial snake gods themselves that want to plunge the world (back?!) into darkness! that funky egyptian myth about apep and ra?  well guess what, you haven’t heard the full story! fate verses, modern verses, historical verses, two muses that share a single braincell and so much power-of-friendship plot it’s no wonder it’s a shonen series! like/reblog to get checked out! sun gods don’t interact!

[vasavajit]

@magaipharaoh​ liked for a starter

It wasn’t uncommon for a new face to suddenly emerge and he be unaware of the arrival for a time. At some point they would run into one another, whether either party intended it or not. What brought Indrajit up short was the unexpected sense of familiarity. Lingering had not been a part of the plan but in that moment his feet would not move. Crimson eyes roamed, searching, until Indrajit forced himself to stop.

There wasn’t any point, he told himself, in looking for someone who was not present.

“Have you a name?” He asked, voice soft. “Yours is a new face.”

[vasavajit]

@kcguyahime​ liked for a starter

There was no way to describe the heaviness of everything after a battle. Even he, trained and hardened to fight for days on end with but an hour of rest, found the sudden release and bleed of tension difficult to manage. Instinct and suspicion warned against laying down his arms too soon. The proof which was before them - fading gold sparks and a cooling body that would not last the night; begged the notion that he and his master had nothing else at present to fear.

Despite her composure, Indrajit’s keen hearing alerted him to her shortness of breath. Of a noise not unlike muffled pain. Without taking his eyes off their surroundings he stripped off his coat and draped it over Kaguya’s shoulders, cutting out the brisk cold.

“Take in this victory.” His voice seemed too rough for the quiet, regardless of how soft it was. “There will be more horrors like this, before the war is done. Are you prepared to keep going?”

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

another meme inspired by devotedecay’s format !     tw  for  violence, blood, mature themes. send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ deck ]   your muse decking mine in the face.

[ punch ]   your muse punching mine anywhere / or specify.

[ pin ]   your muse forcibly pinning my muse beneath them.

[ straddle ]   your muse forcing mine to the ground and straddling them.

[ scratch ]   your muse raking mine with their nails / claws.

[ bite ]   your muse biting mine.

[ turn ]   your muse rolling from beneath to atop my muse.

[ wall ]   your muse pinning mine against a wall.

[ snarl ]   your muse snarling / growling at mine.

[ curse ]   your muse cursing at / cursing mine out.

[ tug ]   your muse gripping mine’s hair.

[ kick ]   your muse kicking mine anywhere / or specify.

[ point + gun ]   your muse holding mine at gun point.

[ point + knife ]   your muse holding mine at knife point.

[ mock ]   your muse mocking mine.

[ sweep ]   your muse knocking mine off their feet.

[ grab ]   your muse grabbing mine forcibly.

[ shoot ]   your muse shooting my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ stab ]   your muse stabbing my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ break ]   your muse breaking any of mine’s bones / or specify.

[ strangle ]   your muse choking mine out.

[ shove ]   your muse shoving mine forcibly.

[ bruise ]   your muse making mine bruise.

[ under ]   your muse shoving mine underwater.

[ attempt ]   your muse attempting to kill mine.

[ bare ]   your muse baring their teeth at mine.

[ threaten ]   your muse threatening mine.

[ spit ]   your muse making mine spit blood.

[ bleed ]   your muse making mine bleed.

[ burn ]   your muse burning mine.

[ corner ]   your muse cornering mine.

[ throat ]   your muse wrapping a hand around mine’s throat.

[ challenge ]   your muse challenging mine.

[ cut ]   your muse cutting mine.