second part is here before I lose my train of thought. continuing on from her experience in teyvat. This one primarily focuses on Aether's involvement.
Her entire search begins with Aether. For the first few places she visits, that is her only goal. It's also why there is such a shift in Lumine's tone when first going to Inazuma, and I will go into that once we get there.
The moment she lays eyes on him, there is relief, and also heartbreak. Had he been looking for her? She had been searching all this time. Lumine's immediate reaction is not to question his involvement, not to go into details about Teyvat, she didn't care about the gods, the abyss, any of it anymore. She found him. What she asks is to come with her to another world. It shows that, before this point, she had no deeper connections to the people of Teyvat. She was still thinking in her old ways.
And he rejects her. Do you understand how that could feel? It's not just a sibling relationship, but he was her entire world. When they were together, they were home. But he can't. He has to stay, and she can't understand why. Unlike her, Aether has become attached to this world. Or, the OLD world. He woke up before she did, the second time, once again, and he journeyed this world. The truth he found made him stay. But why would that matter?
If given the opportunity, Lumine would have gone with him. Anything to make sure they were still together. But he instructs her to finish her journey alone. To experience what he has, before leaving again. This time of his own free will. And it destroys her.
Paimon keeps her spirits up, keeping her moving forward (this is so important, and I will go into Paimon more next time because this! Is so important for Lumine's character) and so she finds a new goal. To be with him again, she has to truly learn about the world she's in. But, god, does she immediately take that to heart? Yes and no. She still is searching for the unknown god, but she is also searching for answers regarding Khaenri'ah. Of any ties that relate to the abyss and her brother.
Inazuma see's a completely different Lumine to start with, and, what's so nice about it too, is that it also changes Lumine from what she was before. This, for me, is where her true change begins.
Lumine doesn't want to get involved. She doesn't want to care about the nation, it's issues, the people; no one. She is here merely to find answers in order to leave with her brother again. This decision does haunt her now, because it leads to some terrible choices. I think outside of story elements, it takes a longer time for Lumine to come on board. It really takes the struggling of others, to witness that, for her to want to help. She doesn't feel manipulated either, but rather, she has her eyes opened.
When facing the Raiden Shogun, she's reckless. Still in that mind frame to finish things quickly, and god she's arrogant. And it's here she's struck down and that gives long term affects going forward, because it's here that she's reminded that she can die. That people can take her down, that the GODS can take her down, as before then she hadn't necessarily lost a battle. And this is what Inazuma was up against.
She finds companionship with the Resistance. Once again, I think outside of gameplay, she's there for quite awhile. Her friendship with Teppei is formed during that revelation of her own weakness, and she's still rather fragile from it. With him, she starts to feel like herself again. Enough to forget about her sorrows with Aether, and put her back on track to her true journey.
His death is a giant piece of the puzzle that is Lumine's path. In a way, she loved him, she felt genuine connection to him that she'd had reservations about doing to anyone in this world. But to her, he died because of her incompetence, and it kills her. Even now. If she had stopped acting selfish at the beginning, if she'd taken less time to get involved, and to really commit to her travels in Inazuma, she might have been able to stop it before things got so bad. Obviously, this affects her relationship with the Wanderer years later, and a reason for her hostility at the beginning.
When Lumine is able to overcome the Raiden Shogun because of everyone's ambitions, it resonates with her. All their feelings, and hopes and dreams; even now, it stays with her. This is also so important. It is the cheesy trope that her friends give her strength, but it also transcends that.
After this? Lumine's desire to be with Aether, that desperation, begins to fade. Enough that she can even agree that what he's doing is wrong. Lumine takes her own time to learn things about this world without going down her brother's path. Yes, she misses him, god she misses him. She cries in her dreams (which is canon now yes!) whenever he's on her mind. She has nightmares about him, and how she can never reach him.
But now, like Aether, she was beginning to connect with this world, but perhaps, now, in the opposite way he wanted. She befriended the Gods, even her own enemies from time to time, and she is learning to love Teyvat without the trauma of Khaenri'ah and that entire road that Aether went down, which we know was around the time of Sumeru for his journey. She also has paimon, and that alone changes their routes. She has friends that he would have never met also by her side. She even finds herself falling in love with many who cross her path, outside of her usual, simplistic desire.
She still can't commit to staying because of the people, of even A person, but at this section of her journey, she knows there is a want there. But even now, Aether comes first, just, not in the same way it did when she first started. She also won't abandon this world for him, and she will protect it, even from him; she'll try and convince him to stop, and to come with her. Whether to stay in Teyvat, or traverse the stars once more.
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[GO] or [GIVE] 👀 I miss them
[ GO ] for the taller muse to pick up the shorter one and carry them away from a potential/just started fight.
𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙰 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝙵𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙸𝙼. in actuality it was more like he found it, or sought it out. because when you’re raised in the storm, with the crack of gunshots in the air, they become the comfort you look for. to be bathed in the carnage and chaos of the things he brought upon himself. a storm self taught, self inflicted, a means of destroying himself that he’s absent to realizing. and here he is again, stumbling on his speech as he slurs and the old wounds just barely healed over. a busted lip that still stings with something dull and the familiar taste of copper in his mouth when his tongue swipes ‘cross his lips.
𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚈 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂, a storm always raging and never too far off that starts from inside of him. something inherited from his father, beside his nature for running. and he would always be worn after, no matter how many fights he won he would not get out of it without that drunken haze of a feeling like victory, substituted for his own self love. something with a powerful feeling but a nasty sort of aftertaste that he crumbles to every time. but perhaps tonight wasn’t the night for it, one of the first times sokol had placed a hand on his shoulder to try and still him, and he stayed --- he tried to --- 𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾. tried his best to sit and stay but when that stranger had to mouth off once more he had to bite. twist against flesh in his own manner as he stands so harshly the chair falls over behind him and the movements to follow are too quick to manage.
𝙲𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝙶𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂 𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁’𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴, and the fine thick crystal crumbles. no problems to him, not even as he uses that continuous movement to throw them to the floor. yet before he could continue a tirade of drunken rage and misguided anger, he finds arms ‘round his midsection and his weight is easily lifted to be carried out. spitting obscenities the entire time, the group of strangers hover over their fallen comrade with shock and concern. while the rest of which shoo the duo from the bar.
❛ he fuckin’ started it. I’m tellin’ you he fuckin’ started it. ❜
𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷 𝙸𝚃? to escalate, to ruin whatever good evening they had. lest they were at a restaurant too rich for his blood, but then ... was he even there at all. more like a skittish animal wrapped in clothes he always deemed too good for him. twinges ‘pon the desolate shame that always comes around after he’s set down outside the bar and sways. a reminder : 𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚁 ! 𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚁 ! 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃’𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝙾 !
❛ sorry, I jus’ -- ❜
𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝚈?
[ GIVE ] for the shorter muse to stand or climb to sit on a higher surface to demand a kiss from the taller one.
𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 ... 𝙰 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙾𝙽𝙴. often the source of many jokes, whether it be from the imposing forces of S.W.A.T, or his very own crew. either way, it undoubtedly, and without fail, earned the ire of the smaller man. however, there were moments that offered much needed reprieve for him. the way he fit so perfectly within the embrace of Sokol, the way his lover would dip downwards and steal kisses while Miller’s heart thrummed harshly in his chest. all those moments spent cooing and crooning to one another, feeling like for once in his life he perfectly fit.
𝙽𝙾𝚆, 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝚂𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂. a smirk donned on his lips, telltale quirk of dimples --- softened grooves of delight in his cheeks to signify that he had something in store. hoisting himself up to sit atop the counter next to where sokol stood, he finds himself trying to catch his gaze. twinging of his lips as he finally garners his attention and his hands begin their movement, the one closest to his lover shifting along his chest and hooking two fingers ‘round the tie affixed to the front of his gore stained suit. they’d certainly need to get that cleaned, but for now ... a light tug, and that familiar lopsided grin quirks upon Miller’s lips as he coos softly.
❛ c’mere ... been too far away from me all day. need more of you. ❜
𝚂𝙾𝙵𝚃𝙻𝚈 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽, not that he cared if anyone heard. the fluttering of his heart and those eyes softening further, while his gaze catches upon his lover’s lips. any food sokol was making could surely wait a moment or two, after all, they had anything they could ever need now didn’t they?
prompt. / accepting.
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❣️How Abnormal Are You in Love? ♦︎ Timeless Pick A Card
Don’t be too hard on yourself with this PAC. Everybody in this world’s pretty much abnormal anyway. We all want something that’s extremely rare in this world: Love. Sometimes, we go crazy after mistaking shit for Love. But we all heal. Eventually, we all learn to love more healthily and sanely. And really, that’s all that matters. The crazy is also part of the character development~♥︎
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‘Hey, actually, when was it that I began to realise that there’s no such thing as forever? Even so, I’m prouder than anybody else about the fact that the days we spent together were at least not a lie.
Even though it’s true that the length of time we have lived is only slightly different, just the fact that we met, that we loved, though we may never love each other again… I won’t forget.
Hey, why do I still want you by my side, thinking that I won’t do without you, even though this is hurting me so much? Even so, I became a person who could be grateful for the smallest things in life. It’s because, even the most casual of words were so meaningful between us.
Because we met, because we loved, though we may never love each other again…I’ll be fine with turning all of it into proof that I’ll survive, whilst facing all of truth and reality.
I’m just glad that we met. I’m just glad that we loved. Though we may never see each other again… I won’t forget.’
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Those are words from Ayumi Hamasaki’s legendary song, LOVE ~Destiny~. At some point in Life, Ayumi said in an interview, ‘I loved one man so much that I destroyed myself.’ I can’t help but think this song could be about…it? Maybe hahah Just a vibe, gals~♡
SONG: LOVE ~Destiny~ by Hamasaki Ayumi
MOVIE: Snakes and Earrings (2008)
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Pile 1 – What I Can’t Let Go Of, Really, Is My Pride…
VIBE: kiss by Chara
what is, Love? – 4 of Swords
Well, it seems quite obvious your past was somewhat chaotic. I think throughout childhood you felt like you were crossing a battlefield or had to fight the stormy seas all by yourself. Because of this, you deeply crave a Love that can put an end to all of those noises. In fact, it’s only fitting. Deep down you’ve always known that Love is something that’s pure, sweet and gentle; that it’s supposed to put you at ease. You understand that the world is in chaos because nobody has Love in their hearts.
You, never wanted to be like those grownups who were fighting with their own spouses. Even if you’re young, you feel like an Old Soul—the only one who seems to truly understand what Love is and is not. And you see that 99% of people literally don’t know what Love is, let alone how to love right. And you’re afraid. What if you can’t find that one person who can love you right?
Deep in your subconscious, you have these standards and ideals you desperately want to maintain. But nobody you’ve ever met seems to understand where you’re coming from. What you want is something so pure. People are rarely pure of heart, so nobody gets it. And it feels incredibly lonely. And at some point, you might’ve begun to doubt if your standards are even fair…
why do you chase, Love? – King of Wands Rx
So you grew up a bit and began to wonder what might happen if you lower your standards…a bit? You want to experience passion, right? You’re seeing all these peers around you kissing and holding each other and you crave that, too. You know very well it’s not like they’re in love—they’re just silly, infatuated, hormonal fuckers; but you wonder how it would feel to be intimate with someone. To actually have someone want you like that. To be wanted. To be held. To be kissed. To be…loved. No matter how shallowly.
Now you’re willing to look for someone passionate. You could try with a puzzling character. You like that kinda shit. Any kind of an intriguing fucker with some semblance of a mystery; making you curious to dive deep into their side of crazy. How do I figure out your particular brand of bullshit? Anybody you can’t immediately figure out would excite you to a point of insanity. And you thought this was happiness. You thought, this level of excitement surely must be happiness. Perhaps…even Love? Otherwise…
How do you explain this feeling that suddenly strikes, rattling your heartstrings, making you realise that there’s somebody in this world you’d want to care for other than yourself? Just the idea that you even fantasise about growing older with this mysterious fucker… How is this not, Love? And if this isn’t Love…what is? How else are people supposed to know happiness if this excitement alone isn’t enough?
what happens when Love, dies? – 8 of Cups Rx
To begin with, you’re not one to trust easily. It takes a lot for you to allow someone to see your vulnerable side. And when you go in, you go all in. It may not feel like it immediately because you’re cautious, but once you’re in…because you feel sure of someone…you’re in deep. Too deep it feels like you’re drowning in this whole situation, if anything. And you’re proud of how much you’re able to give.
And…you’re generally proud of your boundaries and the standards and ideals you’ve imposed upon yourself and others. So, the fact that you’ve given so much, revealed so much to someone who wouldn’t be there for life, is beyond frustrating. It’s world-shattering, at least. What have I been in this situationship/relationship for if it ain’t gonna last?!?! I can’t just let it die like that! Maybe I’m doing something wrong?! I must’ve! Lest none of this would’ve happened…
When Love dies, it feels so shameful. It’s a shame you trusted the wrong fucker. It’s a shame someone was able to see you that vulnerable. It’s disgusting that you thought this was The One. What was I thinking? Now everything becomes clear. It’s not the loss of that person’s Love you’re crying about. If you’re being honest now, you couldn’t care less that such a loser’s gone from your world. If anything, it’s such a relief. It was just the shock from knowing you made a mistake that made you cry… It’s OK now.
MY HEART, MY PRIDE🔻💜
sacrifices I’d made – Green Magus (John Magus)
I’m glad I was able to love – Priestess of Ambition
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Pile 2 – I Can’t Tell If I’m Passionate or Just Immature
VIBE: Boys & Girls by Hamasaki Ayumi
what is, Love? – Ace of Pentacles Rx
To begin with, you’re not exactly a rational person. Not saying you’re dumb! You just have a lot of passion for something that’s unexpected or foreign. You like mysteries and you aren’t afraid to dip your toe in uncharted waters. This desire could’ve developed from having a childhood that felt constricted tho. I think you grew up surrounded by so many rules and laws and forbidden things and that’s how you developed a taste for, DANGER~
It’s exciting, from time to time, to think about throwing all your caution to the wind and breaking all rules. You want to disappoint. If you’re being honest, you’re damn tired of following everybody’s whims and concerning yourself with their expectations. What about what I want?? You want to live. You want to feel alive. There are so many exciting things outside of your everyday Life, why can’t you have any of that? At some point, you could’ve dreamt of being rescued from your Tower by a handsome daredevil of any kind of a fucker.
If that fucker happens to be handsome and rich, even better. But that doesn’t really matter. You just want someone brave enough to approach you and actually uproot you from your boring Life. Surely, Love can do that to a person…? I don’t need stability, let alone predictability; what I want is a romantic hero who’ll take me on a grand adventure of Love! And if that daredevil happens to be dumb…
why do you chase, Love? – 9 of Swords
In many ways, you’re totally not an innocent person. You want to hurt. If whoever daredevil tries to fulfil your fantasies of being rescued from your miserable Tower happens to be dumb, you’re gonna be having a field trip! XD You want to terrorise and traumatise a person, really. It’s vengeance for all the years that you were serving others. Now, it’s your time to be served. It doesn’t even matter if they don’t worship you. You’re ready to find another dumbfuck to toy with. You’re hardly ever sincere anyway~
Why bother with sincerity? Ever since you were a kid, you’ve observed that none of the adults you knew was ever sincere. What even is Love? I think you know of it conceptually. But what exactly is its purpose? What exactly is so good about it? And how? How exactly must one be in order to attain it? You don’t believe in it some days. You deeply crave it some days. You could die for it some days. You want others to die for your Love most days.
Life is confusing. Love is confusing. Sex is easy. Money is easy. Food and jewelleries are easy. Let’s live easily. Life is exhausting if you think too much about everything that could go wrong. I’m done feeling terrible about my own existence, so I want someone to spin me around and make me forget. That’s ideal. Is generally your motto when chasing… Love♡
what happens when Love, dies? – 8 of Wands Rx
You don’t care about it. You don’t particularly care about losing people. It’s expected. If anything, because you’re never serious with quite anybody anyway, ghosting is the best way to go about it. You’re the type to ghost, block, and you don’t even mind if you’re the one ghosted or blocked. Basically, you just don’t want any contact with someone you’ve lost interest in anyway. So that only makes it easier for you.
In many ways, I think you sometimes regret being this kind of a callous person. There are days you wonder if you’ll become someone more sincere. You’ve wondered what it would take to actually love someone. To actually be loved back. Surely that must be so nice. You want to be happy, honestly. But it feels like a distant daydream. You don’t particularly understand how two people can be happy living together. After all, you find people exhausting most of the time.
All you know is that you’ve lived with yourself for the longest time. And if you have to compromise or sacrifice anything…you’re not willing. You’ve sacrificed shit before, a looong time ago, and you got nothing back in return. You gave someone a rose and they gave you back thorns and strangled you with it. Surely that can’t be happiness. Two people who don’t know how to love can’t be happy together. Life is better lived alone.
MY HEART, MY PRIDE🔻❤️
sacrifices I’d made – Red Alchemist (John Dee)
I’m glad I was able to love – Priestess of Innocence
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Pile 3 – Damn, Why’s Everybody Crying for Love?
VIBE: Sunglasses by Utada Hikaru
what is, Love? – 2 of Cups Rx
Uhm…you’re a comical Pile for sure. Your psychology is so complex, although it’s also super straightforward (to you), but some people are not gonna have an easy time figuring out if you’re sincere or not. Most of us have got a lot of exposure to tragical romance, right? A lot of people get deep and insane in Love. And here you are wondering why everybody’s crying for Love. Why is everybody suffering in the name of Love? That’s not Love. People are silly for falling continuously for the wrong people. It’s all a Game for them. Me? I don’t play games.
But you do! Everybody does when it comes to falling in Love, to various extents. That’s what’s really fun about falling in Love. If you could face yourself, you’d realise you have a bit of a God-complex within this context. In the sense that…because Love and romance actually aren’t such a big deal to you, and somehow, you have an almost all-too-natural inclination to attract the right people, you can’t really empathise with those who cry in the name of Love.
For some though, if the above doesn’t really resonate, you’re the type that has an innate understanding that you must protect yourself from falling into those tragical romantic setups. You have a highly developed sense of boundary and you keep high standards for what kind of a romantic relationship you want. You’re kinda similar to Pile 1 in this case, but you most likely haven’t experienced sacrificing your standards for, EXPERIENCE~
why do you chase, Love? – 10 of Wands
In comparison to certain types of people in the world, you’re not exactly a dreamy type. When it comes to relationships you think straight towards building a matrimony with someone. You’re a traditionalist in a sense. You’re the based kid who knows that a girlfriend-boyfriend relationship is a training ground for a marriage. You think long-term. You’re realistic like that. But the problem is…you’re totally missing out on the passion of Love itself.
You don’t really see your partner(s) for the person—the Human—that they are. You care only for the practical, pragmatic facts surrounding their reputation or status or whether or not their physical appearance is decent enough. Stuff like that. And the dreamy ones who look at you, look at you with a pang of sadness in their chest, for although you seem responsible and blessed…you appear to them as someone who looks at another with an eye of business.
You’re the type that thinks love is an investment. An investment of attention, affection, time and money, and all that shit. That’s not Love; that’s something to be exchanged at the market. The dating market, OMG~
‘Freedom and love go together. Love is not a reaction. If I love you because you love me, that is mere trade, a thing to be bought in the market; it is not love. To love is not to ask anything in return, not even to feel that you are giving something—and it is only such love that can know freedom.’ – Jiddu Krishnamurti
what happens when Love, dies? – 6 of Pentacles
When Love dies, you celebrate. You’re wise enough to know that Life doesn’t end just because you broke up with somebody, even in terms of friendship. You’re spiritually mature enough to know you’ve learnt from the experience, and now, you’re just going to prepare for the next big thing to experience. Life goes on without a hitch like that for you, for the most part. I can’t tell if you’re really that spiritually mature or you just don’t give a fuck about emotions LMAO
Not saying you’re a bad person, btw. It just seems like you haven’t got a lot of crazy in your birth chart or that you haven’t experienced a lot of sorrows and soul-shattering heartbreaks, so…it’s kinda just a matter of not having, PERSPECTIVE? Coupled with the fact that you take Life very unseriously seriously…? Like, you’re serious about not being an asshole and wanting to do the socially right thing, but in doing so, you become an annoying insincere jackass in the lives of those who have (or will) dated you XDD
Basically, you’re not the type to get super crazy heartbroken when a relationship ends. You’ve got all of these other blessings anyway. Why would you focus on just the negative, right? In a sense, I believe that’s an incredible spiritual maturity which others are still struggling to figure out XD But yeah…rather than this being something abnormal about you, I think it’s just that your Higher Self designed for you not to experience the dramatic highs and lows of immature romance HAHAH
MY HEART, MY PRIDE🔻🧡
sacrifices I’d made – Gold Alchemist (Roger Bacon)
I’m glad I was able to love – Priestess of Luck
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