Burning blue sulfurous flames at Kawah Ijen volcano

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{OoC| If y'all have noticed I've been quiet, it's because it's getting into finals for college. I have about 2 weeks left of this semester, so for the next 2 weeks, I'm going to be utterly swamped. I may not be checking my server messages on Discord either, to save myself from letting my ADHD get the better of me during finals week.

Sorry for my silence! Once the semester is over and winter break hits, I'll be able to catch up on everyone and everything. ; 3 ;¡ I love and appreciate you guys a whole bunch! Hit me up on Discord at G'raha Tia#7598. I might not respond right away, but once everything is over with college, I'll pop in and catch up on all my messages! :D}

Part 2 of the gifset for @hyperionswrath

Source video: Boy Epic - Trust.

i n d e p e n d e n t    .    m u l t i v e r s e    .   s e l e c t i v e

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RULES // PERSONAL FILE // PROMPTS // ASK

Warnings for adult themes and possible triggers apply

Mainverse is FFXV. FFVII, FFVIII available. For other verses please contact.

Part 1 of a gif set I’m making for @hyperionalmasy. Source video: Boy Epic- Trust.

theylaughedmama:

I'v destroyed. I’ve murdered. I’ve burned. I am the monster they warn about.

{OoC| Hey, guys! I've mostly been roleplaying all my muses mostly on Discord servers these days. Today I'm having a WHERE MUSE, WHY U LEAVE ME? Day, so I'm just gonna chill out and try literally everything to get all my muses back. That said, I'm going to be updating my rules page.

Just want to add that if you vagueblog or post drama, I will be unfollowing you. I'm not terribly a fan of this, especially if you're like, actively participating in 'callout culture.' It's nothing personal against anyone, it's just that I came here to Roleplay, not find out what drama flavour of the week it is. :'D! Not. That any of you guys are doing that, but it's come up recently. I'll be updating this when I get a moment to.

That said, if you guys are interested in roleplaying via Discord, add me on Discord!

G'raha Tia#7598

Thanks!}

im a shitty rp partner tho

sometimes i reply 19 seconds after youve replied

sometimes i reply 147 years later

‘  am  i  dead?  ’

Because if she's facing the Pyreburner that's the sole logical conclusion.

Question Starters {accepting}

@ladylunafreyaoftenebrae

A light snort puffed from his nose, fire bursting from his breath as he did. Bright, golden eyes stared down at Bahamut’s precious ‘oracle.’ His misguided slave. His loyal lap dog. Regarding her with no small amount of scrutiny, he rolled his eyes, aggravated by the circumstance to begin with. What was he to say to her? Did it matter? Well, he didn’t suppose it did. Even if he did explain Bahamut’s insane plan to wipe everyone out, he highly doubted she would believe him. He was The Infernian, after all. ‘The Betrayer.’ What a joke. Mortals betrayed him first, then accused him of betraying them.

“Do you wish to be? If so, this is one wish I would be more than willing to grant you. If not, then leave me be. Pay no mind to my presence here.” He replied, voice baritone, smooth, uncaring. He highly doubted the ‘Oracle’ would ignore The ‘Betrayer’ waltzing about among the mortals, but some part of him hoped she would. It wasn’t as though he was eating mortals. Often.

Why is there straw everywhere?

“...Is this the part where I’m supposed to ask you to blow me?”

“Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?”

Terrible First Meeting Starters {accepting}

@dreamshiftr

This was... unusual, yes. Ifrit knew that. He normally would not rely on anyone, for anything. Yet circumstances being what they were, he couldn’t help himself. Perhaps one could akin him to a dog following at his heels, but with his aether being as volatile as it was, his basic instincts were beginning to get beyond his control. The Infernian knew full well he shouldn’t be placing his reliance on on him, having only just technically met without Ifrit trying to place the rat between his jaws, yet he couldn’t help it.

“Is there a reason it’s more difficult to look for a single mortal’s aether?” He mused, slight frustration in his voice. Letting out a huff of aggravation, he lifted a hand, attempting to drop it onto Fen’s head. He’d then tousle his hair a bit.  “Hush, tiny thing. Do not question it.” He muttered, still trying to keep his mind settled enough to not transform back into his Cerberus mode. “Is there anything I can provide to make this easier?” He mused, feigned boredom in his tone, yet the reality couldn’t be further from the truth. He was more strung up than he’d ever imagined he could be. Over a signal mortal, no less. Honestly, he wouldn’t even know what he would say, should the mortal ever see him in such disarray. 

“Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.”

Terrible First Meeting Starters {accepting}

@hartbeating

The arrogance. Then again, Ifrit had deigned to wear his mortal disguise today. Worse still, he’d taken on his Kingsglaive persona, and had been wearing the uniform tonight. It was an outfit he rarely donned, but when he did, he was on the hunt for another mortal to test. The Caelum brat’s little pet project tended to have a plethora of candidates that could be useful for Ifrit to poach from his brothers and sisters. 

Thus had he been out on the hunt, looking for a specific mortal with the intent of testing him tonight. Somehow, however, he found himself with a small mortal tag-along. Well, small in comparison to him. He could probably fit the top of her entire head in his hand. Snorting, Ifrit’s first and instinctual response was ‘no.’ And he almost said it, too. He couldn’t care less about them. They could all burn for all he cared. He was just here for warriors to pit against Bahamut.

Then again, if he immediately said that, it was more than likely to cause a stir with the Glaives. And his cover would be blown. Not that he’d tried terribly hard creating a cover, mind you. But still. 

“... Then set them on fire and be done with it.” He retorted, raising a brow at his persistent mortal cling on. Still, he made no move to deny her, instead shoving his hand into his pocket and tugging out a cigar. Popping it into his mouth, the end lit by itself, and Ifrit inhaled the deep, sensual smoke with no small amount of pleasure. Blowing it out as they walked, he turned his head to partially look down at her, raising a brow.

“Or would you rather I do it?” If it meant the mortal would leave him alone, he would set another mortal on fire. Easy.

The  r e f l e c t i o n  looking back at me is                    unrecognizable ( yet familiar ) … who are you ??? why do you have my face ???                         d r e n c h e d  in blood , a  s i n i s t e r smile playing upon your lips

Lava bursts forth at the tip of a pahoehoe lobe

Kalapana, Hawaii | Photographer: Sean Goebel