Additional Thoughts While Playing Shadowbringers

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❤ + ☕ “Hi, Ana! I hope you’re feeling better... you know. You probably need a hug more than I do.” L'yhta then reaches back, trying to catch the xaela in a reverse hug while simultaneously brushing her cheek gently, affectionately against her horn.

Ana nods a little, giving the purple-haired mage another quick squeeze before releasing her.  “I’m doing…alright, I suppose.  Miss Kerin suggested I stay busy doing worthwhile things, and to write letters to myself to try…sorting everything out in my head.  I’m doing ok.  Just ready to…get back out and do something productive to help the situation, instead of cowering in the Tower.”  She frowns.  “I’m sorry I missed the…um…night at the cliff the other day.  Did you have a good time at least?”

((Thanks, @little-purple-thundercloud!  This is fun!  :) ))

Reblog if you RP NSFW

I’m curious, and remember that doesn’t just mean smut. It also means gore, violence, abuse and stuff around those lines

Dream Journal 4

I am not sure if I should be reading more books about Allag, or any of the fictions that are in our stores concerning allag technology.

First, it was a room this time; smaller than my apartment by far, but not cramped.  There was a couch off to one side, next to a window.  On the other side of that was a small desk.  The desk had

It was thin and rectangular. It had words and pictures on it, that kept changing, rewriting I guess.  I didn’t recognize the words – whatever language it was, I didn’t know it. There were similar glass rectangles with words and pictures flashing and rewriting on the far wall as well, next to a door that I assume led out to another room.  The window showed a vast night sky, with stars far more immeasurable than any sky I’ve ever seen.

There was a small hiss, and the doors opened.  A woman walked in, face down and studying what looked like one of those allagan tomestones, though it was larger than ones I’ve seen.  She was wearing black pants, and a top that was black but with white shoulders and a red stripe separating the black from the white. There was a arrowhead pinned on her chest, silver.  She had blue skin, and short blue hair and piercing blue eyes – I didn’t think it was possible for anyone to have that much blue on them naturally

She rounded the corner of the desk and sat down.  After a moment of reading the device she dropped it on the desk and reached for a white ball that she had sitting on it.  She tossed it into the air and then, as it came back down, bumped it back up with both hands.  She did this a few times, oblivious to me – I think I was a ghost, watching this dream.

And then she dropped the ball, and stared right at me.  Her eyes blinked a few times, her mouth hanging open.  I didn’t know what to do either.  We just stared at one another.  And then she laughed a little and said the oddest thing.

“It’s you!”

I woke up then.  I don’t know what that dream was, and I certainly didn’t recognize her.  Who was she? What was that place?

Was I even dreaming?

Ok, I’m not a big fan of these kinds of posts, but lately, I’m becoming more and more disheartened so I need to know if you’re out there. 

Please reblog this post if you are willing to write with ‘un-shippable’ muses. 

I’m talking about those muses who are perhaps elderly, who are married/taken and not liable to affairs, muses who are asexual/aromantic, or even just muses whose muns don’t really want to ship. 

While I’m always happy that anyone would want to write with me, sadly, over time I have realised that my older/married/ace muses are very rarely (virtually never) requested. So please share this on your blog so that people know they can throw their muses at you who are not going to wind up in ships or with smut threads. 

Reblog this.

If you do not care what gender your roleplay partner identify themselves as.

Be they male, female, trans, or whatever else is out there.

If you are a friend, you are a friend. If we ship our muses together, we ship the heck out of our muses. I don’t care if you are a female playing male, a male playing female or whatever is inbetween.

You are precious no matter what you are. And I love you.

24S, 5AM

Another clear dream.   Now and then they are crystal clear as if I am watching events unfold before me, a witness to things.  Of course I have had dreams like these before, of memories of the Steppe.  My tribe, my parents and family

This was strange though, fantastic in nature.  I was flying, as easily as I could swim through a river.  I could feel the wind in my face whipping my hair behind my head. I felt an energy wrapping around me, electric.  I laughed and it was then I recognized the sound was not my voice but my head voice.

Everyone has a voice they use in their minds.  I noticed some time ago mine is not the same as my spoken voice, and I know not when the two changed.  But this voice I heard while flying over mountains of glass and steel was the one in my mind. I knew it was a dream then – because obviously the flying didn’t give it away.  But when I realized I was dreaming I stopped in mid-air and turned to the mirrored surface of a mountain to look at my reflection, feeling something was amiss and that I was being watched.  I managed to catch a glimpse of blue before I woke, and found myself in bed in my room, splashing in the shallow water.

Magus Musings: Week 3

Welcome to week three of Magus Musings! To get our creative juices flowing (and yours!) we’ve decided to post a weekly FFXIV themed writing prompt. A new prompt will go live each Monday and you will have a week to respond with a drabble, short story, poem, letter, or anything, really. I know we said writing prompt, but if your muse wants a series of screenshots, then, by all means, do that. We want to see everything you come up with and get to know your characters a little better.

This is open to all members of the FFXIV community not just those who are members of Mysterium. So, if a prompt strikes your fancy, get creative! Just don’t forget to use the tag #magusmusings! We want to see (and like and reblog) all of your amazing work!

Happy writing!

reblog if you’re 25+ and still roleplay; or if you believe older muns have a place in the rpc and shouldn’t be told to give it up when they turn 30. 

i received this anon & i just want to make a point. 

Dream Journal 9

He said “what if you’re dreaming of someone you used to be?”  And the damn scar burned like it knew!

What if it’s not someone I used to be     What if it’s someone she was?

I need to find a way to Idylshire, for the library there.  Or Ishgard, to research her house

Seven hells, I hope this gives me answers…