soukis
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 / 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎
ORIGINAL FFXIV CHARACTER
KOLETE FYSIA SOUKIS.
INDEPENDENT | SELECTIVE | NSFW
HEROINE,
A GRIN MADE FOR WAR AND EYES FLECKED WITH ASH STRIDING, POWERFUL, INTO THE ARMS OF DEATH.
THIS BLOG WAS ESTABLISHED FEBURARY, 16TH. 2019 WRITTEN BY ROWAN.
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i want to write so badly but my brain is just mush and i’m sleepy. working on drafting some stuff at least.
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touch-starved starters!!
❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞
❝ could you play with my hair? ❞
❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞
❝ that feels nice. ❞
❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞
❝ i never want to let go. ❞
❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞
❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞
❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞
❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞
❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞
❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞
❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞
❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞
❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞
❝ you were my first kiss. ❞
❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞
❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞
❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞
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MUN && MUSE !
tagged by: i straight up stole this.
tagging: anyone that has a name with a vowel in it.
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You should go,” I breathed. “You should definitely go.”
“Go here?” His mouth was on my shoulder. “Or here?” It moved up to my neck.
Becca Fitzpatrick (Hush, hush)
#「☾」( thancred / kolete ) i loved you as icarus loved the sun ; too close. too much.#「☾」( musing ) take a deep breath and remember who the fuck you are.
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#nsfw#idk what we are supposed to tag this shit as anymore#nsfw**#「☾」( visage ) head up high and middle fingers up higher.
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𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ! 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 ♡ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 !
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Just a fun little character game. Fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by. Feel free to add more categories!
Repost & tag away !
TAGGED BY: i blatantly stole this.
TAGGING: anyone who wants it?
COLOURS:
001. teal.
002. maroon.
003. soft blues.
004. white & black.
SCENTS:
001. lavender.
002. citrus.
003. campfire smoke.
004. floral.
CLOTHING:
001. wrap around shirts & half dresses.
002. form hugging pants.
003. simple slip on shoes.
004. black boots.
OBJECTS:
001. a ribbon belonging to her adoptive mother.
002. small knife in her hair, holds her hair up.
003. bracelet her son made her.
004. tampered hydrangea corsage.
VICES / BAD HABITS:
001. reckless battle ; endangering her own life without reason.
002. casual sex as a coping mechanism.
003. putting her life on hold for others.
004. picks fights just to feel something.
BODY LANGUAGE:
001. chin high, eyes defiant.
002. arms rarely not at her sides, readily by knives.
003. rubs at nape of neck when stressed.
AESTHETICS:
001. flowers braided into hair, ripped up dresses, chipped nail polish.
002. bruised eyes, smeared mascara, bloodied lips, scarred cheeks.
003. flower buds, crystals, yellowing parchment with letters from home.
004. wine, bookcases, soot stained fingers, moonlight on bare skin.
SONGS or PIECES:
001. battlefield - svrcina.
002. warrior – beth crowley.
003. a little wicked – valerie broussard.
004. cherry bomb – the runaways.
005. take me away – globus.
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castershot:
some shit for @soukis
Sometimes Gene genuinely wondered if life just lit a cigarette after it fucked him, because it damn sure seemed to enjoy the absolute shit out of fucking him six ways to Sunday without bothering to wine and dine him first. Today’s rigorous fuck-over was courtesy of her jumping into the fray to save his ass all over again at literally the most inopportune time—inopportune because he’d been wallowing in his own frustration over the way his insides quivered whenever she threw her head back and laughed with reckless abandon, whenever he’d catch that dangerous curl to her lips or that gleam that danced across the slit pupils of her eyes—and she’d once again be able to hold it over his head that she’d saved his stupid skin once more. She’s an asshole and she’s so fucking crass and sometimes he wants to strangle her because holy fuck she just won’t shut up, but at the same time Gene’s always been a sucker for tough women, women unafraid to strong-arm him into doing their bidding, women who wear their own self-confidence like armour against the world.
It’s been three weeks and Gene Starwind is already head over heels in love with Kolete Soukis, and she must never know.
He works his jaw and shifts to stand back up, reaching up with calloused fingers to rub at the bruise already swelling against the hard line of his jaw. He doesn’t even fully know her story—shit, he doesn’t know what’s even going on half the time anyway, just that he’s unable to stop himself from trailing after her like a lovesick puppy and taking snipes at her just for the sake of his pipe dream that she might snap back and let him get a glimpse of the damn near addictive fire in her eyes. Still, whatever’s out here in the freeze-your-dick-off wastelands of this god-forsaken “Coerthas” seems important enough to Kolete, and because he’s a goddamn fool who can’t seem to fight whatever spell-binding hold this witch has on him, that means it’s important to Gene too. So, here he is—knee-deep in snow and staring at a goddamn cat girl ( and ain’t that just a bitch, it’s always cat girls, it is, they’re cursed— ) with an expression that can only be described as self-loathing with a dose of longing for the sweet eternal embrace of death.
❛ It’s fucking cold. ❜ Oh, yeah, good job there, Starwind—you, sir, are both a gentleman and a fucking scholar. Hats off to you for such a riveting contribution to the situation at hand. Nevermind that he’s just sort of tagged along despite her never fucking inviting him, but now in True Gene Starwind Fashion he’s decides that bitching is a sure-fire way to either get his way or to start a fight… which, honestly, would still be getting his way, but that’s neither here nor there. ❛ Like, I’m surprised your tits are still on cold what the fuck are we even doing out here? ❜
❝ Three weeks, eh Soukis? Must be a new record, even for you. ❞ She stares daggers at the male opposite of her and attempts to use hostility to cut away Thancred's oh so charming banter from her thoughts. It had been three weeks of this. Three weeks since he showed up into her life out of nowhere. Three weeks of him causing her nothing but trouble. Three weeks of not being able to feel this DAMN COLD on her skin because of the fire that HE ignited with like gunpowder in these kindled veins. And maybe, just maybe this is why she insisted on being the one that go out early enough to try to force the cold to nip at this naked, porcelain flesh. He has turned her into a FOREST FIRE in the middle of a blizzard. She does not regard this as natural, or even beautiful, but rather as the witch being burned after the trial. She has already let a man burn her at the stake and it will not happen again.
But how could Kolete resist handing him the torch herself when she can’t help but fixate on how his entire being lights up at the mention of adventure ? He's INSUFFERABLE at best most days and her heart leaps out of her chest every time he offers to join her. His mouth was too big for his ego - or more horrifyingly - maybe it was the other way around. Still even as he sits here, glaring at the snow, the corpse of the beast at her feet, or even at her - Kolete can't help but find him charming. A brow raises while a loud scoff escapes partially opened lips and when those tired eyes meet her bruised ones, her heart beats so loud in her head that it is all she can do not to confuse the noise with WARNING DRUMS.
It's in that exact moment that the Miqo'te realizes that when it comes to Gene Starwind she is completely and utterly FUCKED.
❝ I appreciate your concern over my tits but I assure you they're in better shape than you are out here, ❞ Kolete pauses for a moment and eyes him over before continuing, ❝ Besides maybe if you bothered to fucking stay out of trouble for just a few g'damned minutes then we could get back to town faster, hmm? ❞ As for what they were there for? Honestly she had no answer because she wasn't after anything but the chance at some peace and quiet without that firecracker laugh lighting a switch in her. The girl shakes her head as though to rid the demons from her thoughts. ❝ And if you MUST know, we're running out of food and supplies with so many extra mouths to feed. ❞ The devil in the form of a smile crosses her mouth faster than the idea flickers through her mind and she extends an arm to gesture at her kill. ❝ I think it's only fair you carry the beast back! And we'd better hurry. Night is going to set in soon. Wouldn't want you getting scared of the dark on me. ❞
#it took me hours to do this#bc i didn't like anything i was getting out#so uhhh hopefully it gets better from here LOL#also i love you most and ur my bby angel#castershot#「☾」( threads ) don’t be afraid to be soft. honey & wildfire are both the color of gold.#「☾」( verse ) pending.#「☾」( gene / kolete ) i’d paint the stars in the sky if it meant yours won't burn out.#long post
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been a rough week. my little brother got into a wreck and broke his back and my roomie had a baby shower today plus i started a new job. So i’ve just been very tired and my attention span has been garbage the past few days but i’m on and around. apologies for being slow on that plotting call! my goal is to reply to two of the starters i have atm and then who knows where i’ll be at.
#hospital mention*#car wreck mention*#「☾」( ooc ) the new sleep paralysis demon is kolete t-posing around your bed.
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@sacredmotif | ☾ ❞ | Acadia ( Mariana’s Trench )
❝ But the rest is FORGOTTEN behind me. Sometimes it reminds me of when we, we used to belong here. Every memory comes on when I hear that old song that we used to SING ——with the words all wrong. I REMEMBER the faces and f a m i l i a r places and I sing along ——— but Acadia is gone ❞
#「☾」( closed starter ) rest your head darling ; we’ll figure out the details later.#sacredmotif#ily#thanks for staring at me creepy while i'm afk in ur apartment
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“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
「☾」( @eredeha )
Heavy SLEEP DUSTED eyes remained lidded as she settled easily back against a familiar comfort. kolete found herself lost between rest and reality. It was rare for a warrior to ever truly find a GOOD NIGHT’S SLEEP, they were far too called upon for the SURVIVAL of the planet, which made ‘over sleeping ‘ quite the HASSLE. But as of late, she did find herself falling in and out of a REFRESHING slumber. Though, only one factor was different this time around.
Rolling onto her side, the MIQO’ smiled and draped her arm over the woman laying there still in the UNHOLY BATTLEFIELD of the night before. Naturally her FIRST REACTION was to come up with a sarcastic remark to throw off the sentiment, but none came. The atmosphere was simply far too SERENE for the CYNICAL STRINGS to come spilling from between swollen lips. Leaning up, kolete pressed a light kiss over kaia’s lips and it was all she could do not to purr low into her ear. ❝ We don’t have to get up quite yet, do we? ❞
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𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ! 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 ♡ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 !
#i've been slow with the plotting call so i'm still working on that#so here's this while we wait for me to get my life together i guess#「☾」( starter call ) a knife?? are you flirting with me??
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「☾」( @hisburden )
She counts each battle by the breaths she takes; with each of them the same, it was the only way she knew how to. ONE. TWO. THREE. Her knives slice through the air with ease until they make contact with the white and gold veined demon. SIN EATERS. That’s what she was told they were called when she arrived mere months ago. Ever since, they’re all she’s ever known. Kolete sidesteps to the side with little thought, avoiding the spray of crimson that comes from the dying creature. AZURE EYES fall to the sputtering body that still reaches to claw at her ankles with pure monstrous instinct and she steps back only a few inches. FOUR. FIVE. SIX.
While she is watching the life fade from this one, another slams into her side with an ear piercing screech. SEVEN. EIGHT. NINE. Teeth grit as metallic flowers bloom from her busted lip, gunpowder veins ignite like wildfire through this DRY ROT BODY and as she whirls around and slams her heel into what she could only assume was the face of the thing. Ripping her second blade from her waist, she brings them both down into the stomach of the beast. TEN. Her gaze does not leave her kill for several seconds as she wipes a fist across her lip, leaving a trail of crimson over ivory sculpted flesh. ❝ Either they’re getting faster or i’m getting slower, ❞ she murmurs to herself mostly.
Turning, crystal gaze finds him. The bright, bright sun laden in GUNPOWDER and GRIME and she finds embarrassment in taking a hit in his presence. ❝ They’re growing stronger, I suspect, ❞ a mischievous grin tugs at her and she points to the rubies in her smile, ❝ Look, they hit just as hard as you do now. ❞
#「☾」( closed starter ) rest your head darling ; we’ll figure out the details later.#hisburden#this is longer than i intended bc i kept babbling#and i was winging the whole thing#if it doesn't work let me know and i can work up something else!!!#「☾」( verse ) pending.
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If I could go back and
rewrite our stories
I think
I would rip out
all the pages where
you become the
h e r o.
I know that
you might hate me
for robbing you
of what could have been:
the glories
the adventures
the challenges
the legends–
But at least
you might still be here.
At least
we might still be happy.
but I guess I was never much of a writer ( j.p. )
#「☾」( psyche / kolete ) i hold her close & the revolution burns through my skin.#「☾」( lyka / kolete ) even with darkness inside of you; she looks at you like the sun.#「☾」( musing ) take a deep breath and remember who the fuck you are.
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‘how do i interact with you’
write me a starter. send me an ask. punch me in the fucking face i don’t care just write with me
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You laugh like a little girl, and inside you think like a martyr.
The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoevsky (via with-freya-on-our-side)
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