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@vv1sh
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ#𝐕𝐕𝟏𝐒𝐇⠀⠀⠀A PRIVATE ROLEPLAY BLOG FOR AN ORIGINAL CHARACTER :ㅤA PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION OF A WISHING STAR,⠀WISHED BY ECHO,ㅤINSPIRED / BASED OFF OF THE ORIGINAL CONCEPT FOR THE CHARACTER, STAR⠀[ AKA Starboy ]⠀FROM DISNEY’S WISH,
Hello all; my apologies for zero activity here on Orion [ he's in the FG death pose right now... ] I am putting in effort to revive my general multi, thus Orion will be moved back on over to @/fairyethia, <3 Merry xmas / happy holidays / happy thursday!
Not me giggling at the thought of what would happen if I indulged & gave Orion that black hole twist [ an alternate reality where he collapsed into a black hole instead of becoming a wishing star, ] Imagine him, a force of destruction, swallowing wishes whole; he’d be like the Saja boys from K-pop’s Demon Hunter. The very essence of hope & dreams crumbling under his touch, an unstoppable force in the universe, turning everything he touches to cosmic dust...
need a knight that protects me from every single little problem and is quite possibly the most loyal man in the royal guard
but when my duties are done for the day i find myself stripped naked and pushed to lay face down on my bed, whimpering into my silk sheets and biting my feather pillow as he fucks me hard and fast, taking out his frustrations about seeing me talk and giggle with my suitors all day when the only one who should be allowed to hear my angelic laugh is him <3
Happy almost New Year! 2025 here we go!✨✧˖°. ^o^
Cape
Late 1890s
The John Bright Collection
THE NOTEBOOK (2004) dir. Nick Cassavetes » deleted scene, “Allie Confronts Noah in Bathroom”
‘ here, take my jacket. ’ / it's sparkly purple & ~magical~
𝐃𝐄𝐗 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 feels the sequins on his skin, reaching a hand up and without ceremony drops it down to the ground. He even hears it hit a puddle, the splash making a smile pull at his face. “ I'd rather freeze than be a human glitter bomb. ”
no offense but the soft uncertain kiss followed by a pause where the people look each other in the eyes and then fucking pull eachother back into a more passionate kiss will always be the most soul destroying trope , catch me lying on the fucking ground sobbing and rewatching The Scene™✌🏼✌🏼✌🏼
unfortunately i have a deep love for humanity and choose to believe conditions will improve. despite it all
❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ / for Orihime!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤMIDNIGHT SKIES NEVER FELT SO BRIGHT.
✼ ━━━━━━ Aspirations, recited passionately to the stellar realms, linger in constellations beloved by mortal hearts, guardians of humanity’s innermost aspires. Yet, how naively mortals put faith in cosmic beings by burdening them with dreams they themselves cannot shoulder? She, however, refrains from such indulgence, as she never cared to impose her aspirations upon anyone, much less the inhabitants of the skies. Nonetheless, he sits behind her, weaving his digits tenderly through her auburn hair, handling it with patience. Orion, she recalls his name, or simply The Hunter, as ancient myths sing. And herself? Orihime, named after Vega, the luminous star marking the fifth brightest point in the night's amorphous expanse. His touch remains gentle, though occasionally she adjusts her position, hips rotating to ease the tingling numbness that spreads. "Forgive me." Murmurs with melodious laugh, admiring his appearance in the mirror. "But I think my legs are falling asleep."
In front of them stands a clear mirror, capturing reflections like an idyllic lagoon. The image it provides is truly magnificent. Her hair is exquisitely woven into a chic braid, adorned by petite white flowers and flecks of stardust glittering against the copper strands. Sun's last persisting rays spill through the window, making her glow transcendentally, almost as if she had fallen from heaven. Warmth blossoms within her chest, a flush of delight bubbling subtly to her cheeks as she regards her new reflection. As she turns, fingertips brush over the braid. "You truly have made me beautiful." @vv1sh
@vv1sh sent a message. ‘ perfectly alright if you’d rather not talk about it '
𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 because Dex absolutely did not want to talk about it. He truly feels as if he's done enough talk. Enough with the feelings and the touchy shit about his past. Did that so much therapy when everything had first happened … but did that really count? Did it matter that he was lying to the therapist about the truth of what happened to his friends?
Maybe. Maybe not ⸻ but there was just so much to think about as well. Here he was, spending time with the physical embodiment of a wishing star that seemed to know all of his secrets and seemed to know the truth beyond the truth. It was freaky, in all honesty. The silence seemed to stretch on and on but … but it wasn't uncomfortable, actually. There was a strange sense of knowing that settled over the both of them.
It felt reminiscent of the moment Dexter was bombarded with the knowledge of the world even, overwhelming and yet expectant and calm. Odd. The silence couldn't keep going though. For a lot of people, there was this innate human need to fill silence as it had others overthinking. He was absolutely one of those. It seemed that he did want to talk about it, even after that denial. “ Why was I the one that the universe decided to royally fuck, huh? ”
Dexter hadn't meant to sound so aggressive, words coming out in a snap as he stretched out where he was laying. The two had been occupying an empty park for probably over an hour, enjoying the comfort of the night ⸻ one of them hadn't seen the stars in years unfortunately. “ I make one lousy mistake and get punished with all of this … this knowledge that I don't even want. ” He remembers so clearly how much information had been shoved in his head after being exposed to Truth.
It was as if all of the information of the universe had been forced into his brain at once. His skull had wanted to positively explode when it was happening … but now he could use the information for others. And he did. Sort of anyways ⸻ to the best of his ability, anyways. Yet all he did was chase after the philosophers stone so he could restore his friends to their rightful spot in this world. “ Can't forget the loss of my eyesight, that was needlessly cruel. ”
As Dexter stared ( albeit his version ) at the stars above the bright moonlight caught on his grey eyes, making them look all that much more eerie. His scar looked especially irritated in this light, the pink skin looking raw … almost like it was fresh. In his mind it still sort of was in the end. No matter how much time passed, no matter the years, the sensations and pains never went away.
Orion would not be opposed to being pegged by a pretty woman 🌸😌
not to sound like a perv, but i'd play with your hair and listen to your problems
Meeting other wishing stars is a rare occurrence for Orion; it stirs both curiosity & a sense of inevitability. Unlike regular stars, wishing stars [ like him ] are born from the hopes & desires of mortals, each one uniquely tied to the specific wishes they fulfill. Though their essence originates from the same cosmic source, the roles & purposes of each wishing star differ, shaped by the individual dreams they carry; while sharing a similar nature, they remain distant from one another, their paths rarely aligning. When Orion meets another wishing star, there is an immediate sense of isolation; their course is different, drawn to different wishes that are as fleeting as the desires they answer,
The connection, though genuine, is always temporary. In these rare encounters, Orion also experiences a quiet understanding; these are a reminder that he is not alone in his role, though the brief nature of their conversations makes it clear that such encounters are never meant to last. Their paths eventually diverge, each star returning to its course, guiding the wishes of others & in the end, Orion remains a solitary figure in the sky. But there’s always a constant reassurance that even in the vast expanse of the cosmos, wishing stars are not completely isolated, not even from each other…
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