there are a notable few gale is fond of outside of his kin.
he’d like to think he isn’t too arrogant. he’s rather, lackadaisical, in terms of using his powers. it seems as if he relies more on what he can do just with his bare hands and his mind. and that, goes a long way.
❝Indeed, I do. I think I’ve done fine job.❞
he pauses.
❝Surely, you must have made your own.❞
Celeste was most fond of her sisters, truth be told.
In many ways, she simply craved love from most anyone she met, most especially those who thrummed with any hint of her essence. She did not need love from everyone encountered, but it was admittedly a wonderful sensation – at the end of the day she would indeed settle for acceptance or tolerance.

❝You have from what I can see!❞
The light returned to her eyes at his words,
❝— oh yes, of course! I do make all of mine.❞
- The amount of followers a person has
- The amount of asks a person gets
- Big bombastic words
- Small fancy text
- Frequent replies
- Having many threads
- Pretty icons
Quality, is simply, the accurate portrayal of the character you are roleplaying.Henceforth, do not judge a person by the points stated above, but by their ability to bring the character to life without altering their personalities.
Actually, don’t judge a person at all.
i n t r o d u c t i o n :
Muse:
Name: Celeste Harlow
Nickname(s): Cel, Harlow
Relationship Status: Single
Random fact: She hates sour candies.Mun:
Name: Rhian
Tumblr URL: here
Nickname(s): Rhi, Ana, depends on the friend and how they know me?
Relationship Status: Single
Random fact about you: My favorite food is sushi.
fuck all the “cutesy” AUs, gimme a “high as shit and needing munchies so running to an empty denny’s at 3am and finding it’s not empty afterall” AU
With her, the zodiac shifts, tangling her legs with the others, reaching out an arm so she may thread their fingers together. It’s not so much as sudden, as it is subtle, although she doesn’t bother to play coy at all. Rather, the blonde twists a smile of sorts onto her lips, and a tinkling laugh even sounds in her throat. At such, she exposes sparks of luminescent streams that begin to ravel and twine around her just as the do Pisces. As her laughter dies though, they slow to a less frenzied and hyper pace, but still they web around them tracing at a creeping pace. The blues mingle into teals, whereas her purples only light the way for silvers to trace.
A great illusionist, shows you reality—And Pisces, if anything among the many that she is, is a greater illusionist than any other.
“You should learn better than to make a wish around a dreamer,” The Dreamer.
“We tend to do our best, to make them come true.”

Celeste had never been one to offer opposition to closeness.
She enjoyed intimate contact with others no matter the degree of fabrics separating flesh – be it that the pair were fully clothed and entrenched in the blankets as they were or if they’d forgone their attire. Slender fingers toyed to twine with the other’s in turn to express no fight or hesitation in encouraging the blonde’s actions. The smile of her own continued to grow with some deliberation to mirror better the blonde’s whilst her thumb tapped a soft beat along the twined hand, tracing soft flesh. Her grey-blue hues watched as the luminescence carves a show across pale skin, the glow reflecting in her own eyes to make them spark up bright once more.
❝The question is,❞
she mused as her smile shifted easily to a grin,
❝— do you think I would mind if you were to make such
a dream come true?❞