I Can Say Goodbye To Everyone Else, But Not You. (Aether)

❝I can say goodbye to everyone else, but not you.❞ (Aether)

— @artificeheart

it's truly an odd sensation to be missed, heart thumping at the notion of just how much he matters to someone again on a deeper level. it terrifies him, but it also makes him feel weightless.

crimson hues flit over to the traveler, his own emotions fluffing up as he, too, realizes how much he's come to appreciate aether's presence.

“i... i suppose i feel the same way,” he starts, gaze drifting away now, “but,” his logic rolls forth, an attempt to comfort the other, “you don't have to say goodbye, and it's not for forever. you have your sister to find, so i won't take it too harshly that you have to depart again. not to mention, i know you'll always return. while i will also... miss you, you'll always have a place here... a home to return to.” home being... himself. he never understood the idea of being someone's place of comfort, but he doesn't want to make the same mistakes again.

❝Perhaps life is beautiful because it is fleeting — there is an adoration in the transience of people, an elegance in the passing of time.❞ (Ayato)

— @artificeheart

a hum of acknowledgement and agreement, diluc setting his tea down as he looks to the commissioner.

“what a quaint observation. i didn't think anyone else noticed. many seem to live in the moment without recognizing it.” he responds, but he knows full well what it means to appreciate the time he has.

after everything, he knows he can't take the present for granted, for he doesn't know what the future would hold.

“you'd be right, though. life is more... fulfilling when you stop to appreciate what's in front of you.”

🌙 — okay so i decided to make "murata's descendant" diluc's main verse, while his reincarnating guardian becomes a side verse like his plain phoenix one

¹ .ㅤ‘ via the system of touch ’ .     the following is a compilation of   action based   prompts , originally created by me . warnings applied for : some potential nsfw / suggestive themes .   ( additionally : send ‘ + ’ to reverse the roles , and have the   receiver   be the one to perform the action ) .   do not add anything on to these memes .  

hands.  for your muse to take a hold of my muse’s hand.

tie.  for your muse to adjust an article of clothing on my muse.

combat.  for our muses to train together in combat.

pin.  for your muse to pin mine to ( the ground / the wall / a surface ).

push.  for your muse to push mine in a playful manner.

shove.  for your muse to shove mine in an aggressive manner.

tend.  for your muse to help tend to my muse’s injuries.

trace.  for your muse to trace their hand along my muse’s ( skin / scars ).

gag.  for your muse to place their hand over my muse’s mouth, to try to keep them quiet.

kiss.  for your muse to kiss my muse.

hair.  for your muse to brush my muse’s hair from their face.

pull.  for your muse to pull my muse close to them.

sit.  for your muse to encourage mine to sit and rest.

lap.  for your muse to pull my muse onto their lap.

tackle.  for your muse to tackle my muse to the ground.

fight.  for your muse to physically attack my muse ( by hitting / punching / kicking / etc).

neck.  for your muse to place their hand around my muse’s neck.

throat.  for your muse to hold something against my muse’s throat.

collapse.  for your muse to catch mine, preventing them from falling to the ground.

carry.  for your muse to insist on carrying my muse when injured.

warmth.  for our muses to seek warmth from each other, after being caught in a ( snow storm / rain shower ).

morning after.  for our muses to wake up together the next morning, after having a one night stand.

wake.  for your muse to wake mine up by kissing their ( shoulder / neck / lips / etc ).

dance.  for your muse to force my muse to dance with them.

drink.  for our muses to spend time together whilst drunk.

swim.  for our muses to go for a late night swim.

intimacy.  for our muses to embrace each other after sex.

death.  for your muse to comfort mine after they have lost a loved one.

goodbye.  for your muse to hold mine as they lay dying in their arms.

"you look tired, 'luc." crepus peers up from the mountain of ledgers he's poring over, giving his son a scrutinizing look. "i know it's a big promotion, cavalry captain ... you'd tell me if you were struggling, right ? or ... not sleeping well ?" goodness knows they're both emotions crepus can relate to, far better than he'd like to admit.

— @ccrepus

he can't deny he's a little tired, but he's nothing, if not resilient. a little bit of hard work isn't the worst, not to him at least.

still, he wants to prove himself, show just how strong and durable he truly is. he can do this, he has to. his determination knows no bounds, and his stubbornness holds the strength of titanium.

“ah, thank you for your concern, father, but i'm alright. i promise i'd tell you if i were having a hard time. i'm only adjusting to my new role, so i'm doing okay.”

🌙 — finally made my carrd. it's still not fully done but I'm too tired to work on it any further.