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𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒,⠀⠀⠀the ⠀silent ⠀maiden ⠀and ⠀listener ⠀from ⠀afar. ⠀⠀━━━━⠀⠀*⠀⠀penned  lovingly  by  kaeri since 2O24. ⠀  author  is  t͟w͟e͟n͟t͟y͟-nine, ⠀  &  ⠀ prefers  writing  companions  21+  and  up. ⠀   she  /  her. ⠀  this  is  a  portrayal  of  voyager,  from  reverse 1999. ⠀  mostly canon compliant, though limited character information lends to heavy headcanon reliance. given that voyager adapts to other universes very easily & her franchise is not widely written, i will likely be writing her from an original stance a majority of the time, outside of the r1999 world.

written 'neath the pretense of stifled words, caught within the confines of one's throat like pretty songbirds rattling at their gilded cages. or, 'neath a bedspread of soft-spoken planetoids as they murmur their cherubic lullaby into the vast macrocosms, inflection deigning to seek out an exchange of feelings; an iota of humanity's hope.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐢. ⠀⠀carrd⠀⠀⠀⋆⠀⠀⠀𝐢𝐢. ⠀⠀ pinterest⠀⠀⠀⋆⠀⠀⠀𝐢𝐢𝐢. ⠀⠀rph

⠀ → until carrd is ready, please see below for muse info & general rules.

the voyager is an entity of the cosmos; or, the embodiment of universe's curiosity for the worlds, lives and knowledge hidden in the farthest corners of the nebulas. implied to be an ageless being, yet eternally draped in a naivety befitting her mantle; for each world she visits is a new experience, one to seek out and learn from. some time ago, voyager came upon the golden record, humanity's attempt to express itself to those beyond; enchanted by it, she set her curiosities 'pon earth.

an enigmatic being, voyager has been seen across the globe—akin to a mythos. she hops and traverses the mortal plane as she pleases, taking in all there is to learn about earth and humans; in fact, she has mastered 55 languages ... to a fruitless end, as voyager has great difficult speaking. human vocals are not natural to her; where the entity derives from, there is no sound, only the gentle thrumming of the cosmos. while she certainly can speak, it is often short and softly spoken. where voyager cannot express herself in words, she does so with music, summoning her violin within hand to play for those around her or humming a tune. somehow, her music is able to convey her feelings tangibly, creating a sense of understanding.

voyager's appearance is finely crafted to fit in amongst humans. her true form is ethereal, one of the cosmos itself; a form powerful enough to de-atomize whole nebulae and galaxies in a blink, if she so desired. this power is well-contained within her, on earth, though she has no trouble willing an ounce of it if needed.

in-universe: in the reverse 1999 universe, voyager had spent some time in the USSR, who's fashion inspired her current attire, before it was captured by the foundation. she is currently some time in the mid-half of the 20th century. as a side note, i'm still actively working through r1999's story, and this may conflict with other r1999 writers. i'm getting there though!

out of-universe: because of voyager's nature as a curious, galaxy-hopping space entity, she can exist anywhere and at any time! this makes her ideal for fitting into different universes. i'd love to plop her into your character's world as what she is: an alien visitor, just popping in! but i'm also very much interested in creating actual au's for her. ♥

as for rules, general roleplay etiquette applies. i don't have anything super out there or strict, just be normal and kind and don't push for replies—i'm slow! i'm open to chatting on here, discord is reserved for good friends. so, write with me a lil' bit first? i love to ship and create dynamics, and i do best with banter and one-offs, or easy-going threads, but have zero qualms with longer, plotted, complex threads; they'll just take me longer. proper rules will be up with my carrd when it's ready!

[violines]

i got swamped with school work on sunday, so activity here is minorly delayed again! but i also wanted to tack on that i'm tentatively returning to my ahri, but very slowly ... if you'd like to follow her, she's still at @arritabda!

[violines]

minor hiatus this week while i'm tired and working on commissions and school work. ♥

[ribbontales]

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝: a little assortment of prompts revolving around painful, bottled up affection and endless yearning, as well as the possible result of finally taking action. remember to tag your dark themes. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : receiver notices sender looking at them longingly. [ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : receiver hears sender calling their name while asleep. [ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ] : sender drapes a coat / cape / etc. around receiver's shoulders. [ 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : receiver is hugging a coat / cape / etc. that belongs to the sender. [ 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 ] : sender is helping the receiver through a panic attack / severe anxiety. [ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 ] : sender takes a hold of receiver's both hands. [ 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are spooning for comfort and warmth. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are finally about to kiss, but are interrupted. [ 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 ] : sender and receiver are finally sharing a passionate kiss. [ 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ] : sender has just found the receiver who's been missing for weeks. [ 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 ] : after being misinformed that the sender has died, receiver is grieving. [ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 ] : sender is expressing anger over receiver's constant recklessness. [ 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ] : sender is voicing their negative opinion about a person who appears to be close with the receiver. [ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 ] : sender has just told receiver "you belong to me". [ 𝐰𝐡𝐲 ] : sender has just asked receiver "why don't you love me". [ 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : sender has harmed someone who threatened the receiver. [ 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦 ] : sender has killed someone who threatened the receiver. [ 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 ] : sender has gotten injured protecting the receiver. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ] : sender is getting frustrated with their repressed affection and asks receiver to leave them alone. [ 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 ] : unable to handle their fondness towards receiver, the sender lashes out and they end up in a heated argument. [ 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 ] : sender is apologising for appearing cold. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 ] : sender is telling receiver they "deserve better than whatever this is".

[persephonememes]

* (  THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ i was just really, really sad. ❜

❛ dead doesn’t mean gone. ❜

❛ i thought i was going to die too. ❜

❛ it only felt like dying because, actually, i was still alive. ❜

❛ to truly love another person is to accept that the work of loving them is worth the pain of losing them. ❜

❛ we can’t count on the past. ❜

❛ we think we have it trapped in our memories, but memories fade. ❜

❛ you’ll find it much quieter out here. ❜

❛ any of us could die at any moment. ❜

❛ she/he was my anchor. ❜

❛ i’m a lot braver than people think. ❜

❛ nothing holds, and all things change, given time. ❜

❛ change does not often announce itself. ❜

❛ all things fade. ❜

❛ time takes all things. ❜

❛ it is the way of the world. ❜

❛ the past recedes, memories fade, and so, true, does the spirit. ❜

❛ everything yields to time, even the soul. ❜

❛ there’s a difference between feeling good and feeling alive. ❜

❛ funerals are for the living. it’s up to the living to decide what they can and cannot bear. ❜

❛ i don’t know why brilliant young women are always punished. ❜

❛ you don’t have to lose yourself to find happiness, you know. ❜

❛ i was having the strangest dream. ❜

❛ what have you got when your back’s against the wall when there’s nothing left for you but faith? ❜

❛ sometimes, right can seem wrong, and wrong can seem right. ❜

❛ do you know what life is really all about? ❜

❛ save them all if you can, but put your own oxygen mask on first. ❜

❛ death is something to mourn, not fear. ❜

❛ i wasn't going to ask you if you're alright because i don't like being lied to. so, what's wrong? ❜

❛ everyone is exhaustive. even the best ones. ❜

❛ we are meant to die. it's natural. ❜

❛ every living thing grows out of every dying thing. ❜

❛ that's where all it's beauty lies, you know, in the mortality of the thing. ❜

❛ one day at a time is what we've got. ❜

❛ one day at a time is what we've got. it's what everybody's got, if you get down to it. ❜

❛ if you can't feel anything, then i'll feel everything for the both of us. ❜

❛ but no one is going anywhere, okay? ❜

❛ you shouldn't be thinking of losing each-other at all. ❜

❛ don't let that loom over your happiness right now. ❜

❛ it is rare what you've got. ❜

❛ what is the catch? ❜

❛ i’m not running, from anything and it hurts me when you say that. ❜

❛ perfectly splendid. ❜

❛ you have to promise me that you’ll stay in your room. ❜

❛ none of us are blameless. ❜

❛ on a scale of zero to american, how would you rate her? ❜

❛ it’s such a draining thing, dealing with children. ❜

❛ i have an inquiring mind. ❜

❛ we both know you don’t make mistakes. ❜

❛ let me guess, you are to be our very own mary poppins? ❜

❛ i hope she haunts that fucker forever. ❜

❛ why should anyone hate a lake? ❜

❛ let me show you just how beautiful you are. ❜

❛ it’s just you and me then. ❜

❛ look at you all flush. you’re pretty when you blush. ❜

❛ being with him might be scary at times but, it’s also exciting and fun. ❜

❛ and for the first time in my life, that little voice in my head saying i’m not good enough has disappeared. ❜

❛ i’ve never felt so alive. ❜

❛ i swear, you’re such a bore, and you don’t know when the leave well enough alone. ❜

❛ sometimes people just need to be alone. ❜

❛ i couldn’t sleep. i feel like i can never sleep again, frankly. ❜

❛ haven’t we done this already? ❜

❛ i have a surprise for you. ❜

❛ i have a surprise for you. ❜

❛ don’t leave your room at night. ❜

❛ the past is always present. ❜

❛ the stories we tell each other have a way of changing. ❜

❛ love is a haunting melody that i have never mastered and i fear i never will. ❜

❛ no good ever comes from dwelling on the worst. ❜

❛ you can’t choose who you love. ❜

❛ ghosts do not have to be scary. they can be comforting. ❜

❛ the heart is a fragile thing, and it can break in many different ways. ❜

❛ people often fear what they cannot understand. ❜

❛ we are all haunted in some way, by the things we have lost or the things we have done. ❜

❛ death is not the end, it’s just a door we all have to go through. ❜

❛ the past cannot be changed, but it can still hurt us. ❜

❛ the things we bury have a way of finding their way back to the surface. ❜

❛ some people are born to be alone, and others are born to be together. ❜

❛ ghosts are memories, and memories are what make us who we are. ❜

❛ the dead don’t really leave us. they live on in the memories we have of them. ❜

❛ the more we try to run from something, the more it chases us. ❜

❛ we all have a shadow self, the part of us that we don’t like to admit exists. ❜

❛ the world is full of secrets, and some are best left buried. ❜

❛ the heart wants what it wants, and sometimes that can be a terrifying thing. ❜

❛ every relationship is a dance, and both people need to be willing to take a step forward. ❜

❛ life can be cruel, but it can also be beautiful. ❜

❛ we are all just playing a part, but some roles are harder to shake off than others. ❜

❛ the past is written, but the future is still unwritten. ❜

❛ the greatest tragedy in life is not death, but the things we leave unsaid. ❜

❛ i do not like this game. ❜

❛ i'm actually pretty in love with you. ❜

❛ no one should ever need that much help. ❜

❛ you let me handle this part. ❜

❛ the wrong kind of love can fuck you up, follow you and make you do some really stupid shit. ❜

[violines]

i think voyager can sense & to an extent, hear, the music inside of others—maybe not explicitly, but she seeks out the wavelengths of their souls and translates it into beautiful sound. after all, born into a soundless world, she now looks for it within everyone and everything, eager to find music in all corners of the universe.

what she hears within another is usually enough to get a glimpse into what they're like, or how their soul has been tarnished or nurtured by their experiences, in a small way.

[violines]

you’re looking for the golden lie. ( from abyss lumi! :> )

a slideshow of familiar worlds, familiar faces, familiar quotes shudders through her mind in the blink of an eye; a distant reflection of all she's seen and all she's committed to the depths of her memory, after all these eons. it is in search of the golden-haired one's words, the final three nestling into the grooves of her mind like something forgotten yet on the tip of your tongue. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐞. voyager's brows knot together, creating a crease between.

something unfamiliar, the entity realizes, at last. long hair sheathes around her in a windless breeze, the glitter of cosmos sheer against each strand. within her throat, voyager struggles to find words, her vocals still so unaccustomed to mortal dialect; to having to use them at all. " lie ... " she starts, quietly. " what do you ... you know of lies, and liars? " voyager struggles with finding the proper inflection, and it nearly comes off accusatory.

she thinks on the golden record, and the beloved music she'd gleaned from it. hands lock behind her back. 「  " does it ... have a beautiful ... sound? your golden lie? " 」

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[violines]

hi i love these two gifs because they display voyager's ability to create little pockets of space and galaxies whenever she plays her violin, if she so desires it manifested. it can be for the sheer beauty of it, completely swallowing anything in it's embrace, or as a method of destruction less often, as she wills the power of the stars to smite her foes.

they also show just a smidge of what her true form looks like: something made of pure stardust and fragments of the galaxy, larger than any one person could ever dream of; as she takes a whole planet between her finger tips, swelling it with her power and wishing it's destruction as if it's nothing. this is the form feared by those who know of her as the cosmic entity she is; the one who's had tales spun of her great destructive power, that she so rarely uses.

[violines]

pinned updated & yes i do feel like a genius creating rounded in-post separators to make it look like multiple posts in one.

[violines]

' all i know is i cannot pretend . ' :)c

it reaches out to her, the unwavering, quiet calm of his fire-dipped soul; 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. his vocal chords tense, brace against the impact of the emotion beckoning behind them, and it feels to her like an unsteady diminuendo; a melody uncertain of the crescendo it must rise to, eventually. a gloved hand extends to press fingertips against the golden-haired one's chest, as if she intends to take on some of his stifled ardor—human manners do not quite reach her in matters of personal space, not yet, but nonetheless voyager is compelled to beacon herself to the sound of his heart.

" hmmm ... " head cants, " your heart, " voyager starts, gaze pinned to where her hand meets him. " would not allow you to. you're ... true to it. that's good ... " her voice trails off, having already spoken far more than she'd typically feel comfortable. if she could summon any spare words, she might have noted how undeniably human he was, despite the subtle spit and roar of fire and ash in the confines of his chest.

[violines]

⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘷𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳⠀⠀⠀𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬,⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝟎𝟏⠀⠀⠀/⠀⠀⠀??⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✧

[violines]

i feel celestial. + bayonetta / @chiwit

bow 'gainst taught string draws back and forth once again in pursuit of an ethereal melody, each resonant strum projecting into the atmosphere a mirage of nebulae and orbiting planets, enveloped by 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, bobbing around the woman's corporeal form. the macrocosms flit about and sing along, vivid with the humble imagination of the voyager's violin song. it is with great intention that she swathes bayonetta in this cosmic meadow, as a warmth curls through her at the woman's awe.

a smile, true yet soft, transpires across maw. " mm, mm - mmm ... " the indigo - haired woman continues melodically. she does not respond in words, but in a crescendo, rising as the stars circle 'round bayonetta, giggling along. and when it comes to a finale, they disperse into little fulminations of stardust and glitter, filling the blanket of night with their light.

hand stays steady at the draw, but eyes flutter open to cast over bayonetta. " you are, " she adds, soft-spoken. all things are made of particles and fragments of the universe, and voyager felt this to be wholly fact.

[aislingxyz]

is it lonely out there?

[taggedmemes]

SENTENCE MEME MARINA & THE DIAMONDS / THE FAMILY JEWELS

was i meant to feel happy?

people like to tell you what you're gonna be.

it's not my problem if you don't see what i see.

i do not give a damn if you don't believe.

it's my problem that i never am happy.

are you satisfied with an average life?

do i need to lie to make my way in life?

nothing comes for free.

they say i'm a control freak.

it's my problem if i wanna pack up and run away.

i feel the need to hide.

i feel i want to die.

are you satisfied with an easy ride?

once you cross the line, will you be satisfied?

trying to hide the hole inside my head.

the sleep is not my friend.

i feel celestial.

i wonder when the night will reach its end.

you've been acting awful tough lately.

inside, you're just a little baby.

it's okay to say you've got a weak spot.

you don't always have to be on top.

better to be hated than loved for what you're not.

you're vulnerable.

you're just trouble.

don't be so pathetic.

can you teach me how to feel real?

look like a girl but think like a guy.

not ladylike to behave like a slime.

easy to be sleazy when you've got a filthy mind.

girls are not meant to fight dirty.

is there any possibility you'll quit gossiping about me?

i feel i've been riding up the wrong path.

i'm gonna make sure i get the last laugh.

do you think you will be good enough to love others and to be loved?

last night's love affair is looking vulnerable in my bed.

i want to wipe out all the sad ideas that come to me.

you never told me what it was that made you strong and what it ws that made you weak.

i'm obsessed with the mess that's america.

your mind is just like mine.

you're looking for the golden lie.

feeling like a loser, feeling like a bum.

don't get on my bad side.

just because you know my name doesn't mean you know my game.

i'm good at protecting what they want to take.

i'm a fucking wild card.

all i know is i cannot pretend.

i feel i'm watered down whenever he's around.

did you find your bitch in me?

you're just a little bit too much like me.

i'm only after success.

i just want to make a change.

i know exactly what i want and who i want to be.

i'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy.

if i fail, i'll fall apart.

i feel like i'm the worst so i always act like i'm the best.

your possessions will possess you.

tv taught me how to feel.

real life has no appeal.

i'm a cloud drifting by, dripping tears from the sky.

i'm a stray cat on the roam.

one track mind like a goldfish.

this better be worth my while.

i feel numb most of the time.

i've been silent all my life.

i was dreaming something dark.

i'm a guilty one.

will i see the end?

did i beat you at your own game?

typical of me to put us all to shame.

i can't keep my cool.

[violines]

typical kaeri that my first post is a character ramble, but i just wanted to acknowledge the way her body de-materializes into the cosmos themselves. it's just so, so, so pretty and reveals the true nature of her being despite her attempt to veil it behind a human form. she is the universe, and the universe is her; no matter how voyager might try, she cannot hide this fact. it reflects in the pretty shimmer of stars and constellations that make up her legs, her torso, her chest, her arms and hands, and the inner layers of her long hair.

i like to think she has some control over the tangibility of her body, and to an extent how much of it is a bodily star system; as in, she can envelope her entire self in it, if desired. she could make it incorporeal, where one's hand phases through it, cool to the touch and creating a ripple of stars as if passing through water, that eventually settles. or she can make it solid, if a bit soft or ethereal feeling, to resemble human form further.

[violines]