#|| -- Letter Written in Blood: Roleplay

[hotpinkboots]

Omg wait. Can I get Valentine’s Day thingy with 049? If someone already requested that, then 035! -💗

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~𝕾𝕮𝕻 049 x Reader: Valentine's Day~

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Just decided to do 049 since the Valentine's Special thingies already take a while to write!

Note: The black text isn't working for me, still....It doesn't do anything when I try to make the text black, so DAMN. It has to be red for, like, BLOOD OR SOMETHING DARLINGS 😩 When Tumblr fixes the black text thingy I'll edit it so that it's black and matches the characters.

Remember, the Valentine's Special includes:

~Enjoy~

★★★★

𝕾𝕮𝕻 049

★★★★

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~⭐How do they spend Valentine's Day with their darling?⭐~

🖤🖤🖤

~He can't do much, but he will try. Demands they bring you to him for a few hours, at least.

~A lot of physical touching if you're somehow immune or if you're wearing SCP 714. Hugs, kisses on the hand, pressing his forehead against yours, ect. Anytime he can touch you, he touches you a lot- 049 is addicted to feeling something alive, breathing- something with a pulse. You're the only living thing he can touch without falling dead at his feet.

~Demands somebody to bring some sort of dessert for the two of you to share, and will perhaps read a romance novel or something with you.

~He low-key thinks SCP 714 is basically your wedding ring. It's the thing that stops his touch from killing you, and you're wearing it for him- you're married to him don't deny it >:C

~If you do deny it? oh well y'know that's for another time *looks at yandere 049*

~Spending quality time with you is all he wants to do.

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~⭐What gifts do they get for you?⭐~

🖤🖤🖤

~While he unfortunately can't buy anything for you, he'll get all fancy and poetic for you.

~Prepare for a ton of love letters and romantic poems about how gorgeous you are.

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~⭐Mini Love Letter!⭐~

🖤🖤🖤

On a nicely folded white sheet of paper (he would've used something more...fancy if he were allowed), written in gorgeous cursive with a black pen...

"Darling,

You are the only thing that brings me genuine joy. While I am shunned into the darkness of this world of blood and gray walls, you make it liveable.

Though I am unsure of why you love me, I know your love is true. You are all I crave and desire. My angel, my light. My love. You are pure, and perfect. I love you.

~Your Doctor"

(Let us say you call him "My dear Doctor". He loves the respect, the fact you speak to him as though he were a fellow scientist.)

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~⭐ Moodboard Time!⭐~

🖤🖤🖤

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⭐REBLOGS⭐>💀LIKES💀

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Rules/Masterlist (Scroll Down For The Masterlist)!

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Discord Server! Here you can roleplay with and as your favorite characters, get updates on my fanfiction, and get sneak peaks for my upcoming videogames!:

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~Love, PinkBoots

[nimuetheseawitch]

Thanks for the tag @massharp1971!

How many works do you have on AO3? 34

What's your total AO3 word count? 70,187

What fandoms do you write for? Currently, Top Gun: Maverick (in progress), Stargate Atlantis, a little SG-1, and MASH. Also wrote one thing for Good Omens and will probably not revisit. Oh, I also forgot I wrote a crossover SGA/Person of Interest fic.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? The McMurdo Chess Club (SGA, McShep) I would never dare (Good Omens, Ineffable Husbands) Autopilot (SGA, McShep) Dear Rodney (SGA, McShep) Class A's (MASH, Hunnihawk)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I always try to because I personally love it when people reply to my comments :)

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? This was actually difficult to choose, but I think There's no one I would rather be lying beside (Stargate, Sam/Janet). Runners up are Dear John (but Dear Rodney fixes the ending) and I've bit my tongue too long to hide the blood I'm covered in.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Gosh, so many of them are so happy because I love happy endings. I'm gonna go with You've done a number on me.

Do you get hate on fics? Nope.

Do you write smut? If so what kind? Yes. I guess it's mostly happy people getting to have many orgasms? Sometimes a little kinky, usually not very.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Once. SGA/POI for the angstiest crack I could think of - they have the same name and can't have the people they love, but they understand each other. I've bit my tongue too long to hide the blood I'm covered in

Have you ever had a fic stolen? That's a thing that happens? I'm gonna go with no.

Have you ever had a fic translated? No, but that would be very neat.

Have you ever cowritten a fic before? No. Could be fun.

What's your all-time favourite ship? That's a ridiculously hard question. Might be Shoot (Root/Shaw, POI).

What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? My super sad fic where John dies while Rodney is on Earth trying to do the whole normal thing with Jennifer.

What are your writing strengths? Uhhhh. I have pretty decent grammar. And I write a good love letter.

What are your writing weaknesses? Getting from point A to point B. So, transitions, I guess? I often have ideas for a few scenes, but connecting them can be a struggle.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I would only attempt it in Spanish. But probably just wouldn't.

First fandom you wrote for? Technically, I wrote some roleplay stuff for Harry Potter when I was very young, and I think the comic I wrote with my friend when we were 12 could be considered Sammy Keyes self-insert fic, but the first thing I wrote and actually acknowledged was for Good Omens.

Favourite fic you've ever written? I love so many of them, and I rotate through them as my favorites. But at the moment, I think my first McLorne fic, The Young and the Reckless, is my fav. I'm having a smoking and leather jackets in the 80s moment.

[apoptoses]

This looks fun. Hope this isn’t too many questions at once.

💡how many WIPs do you currently have?

🔍does anyone beta read or edit your fics?

👻 what is your wildest headcanon?

💕 what is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

(for the fic writer asks)

💡how many WIPs do you currently have?

Well right now my 'wip' is just editing my big fic Blood Sanation and getting it out there. In my head I have three major ideas I want to tinker with and get out there. Which involve:

An unhinged pharmacy trip and sounding

An uhhinged hardware store trip and fisting

An exploration of how once Daniel gets over being starstruck, he's the first person in a long time who has treated Lestat as just a normal person

🔍does anyone beta read or edit your fics?

I don't really ask people to beta in the traditional sense. Instead I ask them to be a 'test audience' and will be up front with some question I need answered about the work. Things like 'do you feel like all the loose ends of conflict are tied up neatly?', 'do daniel's motivations make sense?', or 'does my description of X work?'

I find that having some specific things you want feedback on gets you better help with your work. Rather than just being like 'give me concrit' haha I think people are really afraid to give concrit for fear of hurting a friend's feelings (because let's face it, some people are RUDE and cruel with feedback, we've all had a bad experience once be it a shitty fic comment or a nasty professor). So you have to give them some parameters to work in.

My go to folks are @hekateinhell (for armand related needs) and @desertfangs (for daniel related needs) ♥

👻 what is your wildest headcanon?

Ahhh, this is so hard to answer without giving away anything that comes up in my fic!

That Armand is actually a good cook. I know, blender nightmares, haha whatever. At some point when he and Daniel began living together he picked up a copy of Joy of Cooking, demanded Daniel take him to the grocery store, and then proceeded to follow the instructions to the letter make him some good dinners. Half the time Daniel lived on take out because Armand had no patience and wanted to go out now, but the other half he was well fed and Armand really got a thrill out of presenting him with meals and tasting them via his mind.

Also he's a stickler for a properly set table. If Daniel is having fish for dinner there will be a fish fork on the table, he will have his bread plate in the correct place, he will get reprimanded if he sets his dirty knife on the table and not across the top of the plate as is polite. It's part domestic discipline games, part control issues, 100% a pain in Daniel's ass.

💕 what is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Currently it's Angle of Incidence because I feel like I really pushed some personal limits with that one. Writing a character who is roleplaying is hard! I had to have Armand in character not only with who he is at his core, but also with this 'doctor' persona he's putting on. And then he has to slip in and out of character to give Daniel some reassurance, all while leaving the reader guessing 'is this genuinely how armand feels or is he fucking with Daniel right now?'

Also the comments on it delight me. Having people either admit they didn't think they were into those kinks but that they trusted me enough to write it well and make them be into it, or admit they always had those kinks and were really wanting to see them in VC fic- that's such a compliment! It makes me so happy it was well received.

[thedemonoracle]

Mini English Lesson: Portmanteaus

a word blending the sounds and combining the meanings of two others, for example motel (from ‘motor’ and ‘hotel’) or brunch (from ‘breakfast’ and ‘lunch’).

A portmanteau is a type of literary device. It’s often mistaken for a compound word but is linguistically different since portmanteaus don’t combine two complete words (like “firefighter”). Instead, portmanteau words blend parts of two distinct words.

Lewis Carroll describes the idea of portmanteaus in his book Through the Looking-Glass:

“Well, ‘SLITHY’ means ‘lithe and slimy.’ ‘Lithe’ is the same as ‘active.’ You see it’s like a portmanteau—there are two meanings packed up into one word.”

The word portmanteau itself is an appropriate embodiment of this word form, since portmanteau, which is French for porte (“to carry”) + manteau (“cloak”), describes a suitcase that opens in two halves. Portmanteaus “carry” both meanings of their word pairs.

Words that are actually portmanteaus: (under the cut)

1 advertorial (advertisement + editorial) – an advertisement that takes the form of a written editorial

2 affluenza (affluence + influenza) – unhealthy feelings of entitlement or lack of motivation experienced by wealthy people

3 alphanumeric (alphabetic + numeric) – consisting of letters and numbers

4 animatronics (animation + electronics) – the electronic animation of puppets or similar figures to create lifelike effects

5 anklet (ankle + bracelet) – jewelry designed to wrap around the ankle

6 athleisure (athletic + leisure) – comfortable clothing that can be worn for exercise or as casual, everyday attire

7 biopic (biography + picture) – a biographical film

8 Bollywood (Bombay + Hollywood) – the Hindi film industry based in Mumbai

9 Botox (botulism + toxin) – an injectable drug that uses a strain of botulism to treat signs of aging on the skin

10 brainiac (brain + maniac) – a highly intelligent person

11 breathalyzer (breath + analyzer) – a device used to analyze a person’s breath for their blood alcohol content or to detect viruses

12 Brexit (Britain + exit) – the withdrawal of Great Britain from the European Union in 2020, after voting to leave in a 2016 referendum

13 bromance (brother + romance) – a close platonic relationship between two male friends

14 brunch (breakfast + lunch) – a meal that takes place between breakfast and lunch hours

15 carjack (car + hijack) – theft of an automobile using violence or intimidation

16 celebutante (celebrity + debutante) – a wealthy person who receives media attention akin to that of a celebrity

17 chillax (chill + relax) – to calm down

18 cosplay (costume + roleplay) – an art or practice where people dress as fictional characters

19 cyborg (cybernetic + organism) – a creature with human features created using mechanical components

20 dumbfounded (dumb + confounded) – astonished or utterly speechless

Works Cited:

[departeddestiny]

Pronunciation: Coo-Ra-Sa Or-L

Nickname: Has None.

Age: 31.

Nameday: 4th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon.

Race: Au Ra, Xaela.

Gender: Male.

Sexuality: Pansexual.

Marital: Single.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Hair: Medium in length and Umber, it is parted in a way so that the thick of it falls to the right. Strands stick up here and there, it might be considered disheveled; this is done purposefully, as time is precious. It is silken to the touch. 

Eyes: Burnt Orange optics with slitted pupils, much reminiscent of the dragon’s from which he is descended. Black stains the sclera where white would typically be seen. 

Height: 7 Fulm, 2 Ilm ( 7′ 2″ )

Physique: Large biceps, chiseled pecs and abs. The Xaela is built from his constant efforts to remain in top shape, especially so since most of his Gil is gained protecting others or from chasing after bounties.

Dominant Hand: Right.

Posture: He tends to stand up straight and rigid, some would consider him to have a ‘stick up his ass’.

Scars: They litter his body, telling a story of a warrior. The largest one is jagged and runs along his left pectoral, stops just above his abdominal muscles.

Distinguishing Features: Unlike most Xaela, where obsidian scales would normally be present, his are cracked and flowing with lava. They are hot to the touch, though not enough where they will burn.

Profession: Formerly a Dragoon for the Ishgardian Forces || Bounty Hunter and Sell Sword

Affiliation: None at present.

Languages: Eorzean, Doman, Xaelic.

Residence: Taverns strewn throughout Eorzea, predominantly in Ul’Dah

Birthplace: Doma, before it was razed by Garlean Forces.

Religion: None.

Parents: Tsuki Orl ( Mother, Deceased ) || Ryoma Orl ( Father, Deceased )

Siblings: Chiharu Orl ( Older Sister, Alive ) 

Pets: Draught Chocobo named Isaac

Hidden Amoung Shadows: There might have been a time when Kurasa wished to be seen, when he made a point to show his scales off and revel in the attention. Now, he tends to stick to the shadows or remains in his own company, oft wearing a hood to hide his features.

Flawed Moral Compass: While he may seem like any other person, Kurasa is quite capable of committing heinous acts; an example would be how he became a Dravanian Spy during the Dragonsong War. How many innocents died due to his actions? A thought that would haunt normal people, but Kurasa sleeps just fine.

Short Trigger: Perhaps it is the dragon blood that runs through his veins, perhaps he was simply borne that way, but Kurasa has an extremely short trigger when it comes to his temper. As he’s gotten older, he’s done his best to reign it in, but he will still beat heads if provoked enough. 

Mistrusting to a Fault: Due to all that he has been through, Kurasa trusts none but himself. He has seen how quickly people turn on one another, how easily they come to assumptions. The man has seen the absolute worst of people and would rather not trust another to save his hide. 

Are You Really That Smug?: Once his barriers have been breached, his smug attitude and belief in his own capabilities come to the surface. Kurasa knows that he is good looking, that he is good in battle and in bed, and he won’t let another tell him otherwise.   

Frisky Under the Influence: Though not an every day occurrence, the man can often be seen in the corner of a tavern, pounding back the drinks...which probably garners more attention than it should. But with drink in his system, he becomes much more open and social, which leads to a new bed partner. But upon waking, he is his normal self, extremely ticked and grumpy despite just having got laid.

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Romantic Orientation: Panromantic ( monogamous ).

Preferred Emotional Role:  submissive | dominant | switch |  unsure 

Preferred Sexual Role:  submissive |  dominant  |  switch |  sex repulsed

Libido: Over-Active.

Turn On’s: Thoughtful || Witty || Good with a Sword || Sarcastic || Hard to Get

Turn Off’s:  Clingy || Selfish || Overly Cruel ( there is a line ) ||  Debauchee  ( he’s not into romancing someone who is all too willing to sleep with him )

Love Language: Time Spent Alone || Physical Touches ||  Protective 

Relationship Tendencies: Due to his mistrust, Kurasa would do his best to avoid the person all together; they would have to be stubborn and continually come around in order for him to open up. Eventually, the Xaela will begin to open up, once he sees they are not there to cause him harm and they accept him for who he has become. Will become a protector, a shadow that looks over them and ensures their safety. Once he loves, he will love them alone.

Hobbies: Sword Play, Training, Climbing Waterfalls, Reading, Drinking ( Tea and Alcohol ), Eating, Listening to Music, Wandering.

Likes: Cold climates, Animals, Waterfalls, Teas, Rain, Various Shades of Black, Cooking, Fighting, Flowers, Mountains, Fire, Gil.

Dislikes: Small Spaces, Long Conversations, Threats, Blood Stained Clothes, Garleans and Ishgardians.

Fears: His Sister Dying, Being Vulnerable, Drowning.

Positive Personality Traits: Loyal, Passionate and Battle Hardened.

Negative Personality Traits: Cynical, Sarcastic and Violent.

Sword for Hire: Or more specifically, a glaive. Kurasa will do just about anything to put Gil into his pocket; in regards to killing or protecting, that is. But unless the person has won his loyalty, there is a chance he’ll turn on them in favor of a higher counter offer. 

Blood of the Dragon: The Orl Clan was persecuted and primarily killed off because the Ishgardians believed them to be in line with their dragon ancestors: one look at Kurasa and, although not proven, one might think he truly did descend from the creatures. Cracked obsidian scales that flow with lava, slitted eyes, and fanged teeth. He portrays an intimidating picture. 

Battle Hardened Warrior: Kurasa is the epitome of a person that has been hardened by battle, and by fate. There could be no better person to fight at your side, as he is skilled in not only his glaive but a multitude of other weapons. He’s one of the first to rush into the fray and it’s quite hard to take him down. 

Lover of Tea: When the Xaela is able, he enjoys being able to sit down with a steaming cup of tea and let the days troubles wash from his person. It’s strange to see him do so and often, he’ll get looks of confusion when ordering, but who gives a shit? 

A Slight Alcoholic: Then there is the opposite of the tea love, which is his need to drown his emotions in alcohol. Unfortunately when Kurasa drinks enough, he becomes a very open and affectionate person, which oft leads to him waking up with another in his bed. 

Nature Lover: The best way he found to keep his body in shape, is to test his strength against what nature has to offer. Climbing cliffs and waterfalls gives the Xaela a full body work out and when he is done, he can sit amoungst the flowers and animals, and relax. There is nothing quite like feeling the sun beat down and the cool breeze against sweat stained skin.

Please be advised, this blog contains mature content that is not suitable for those under the age of 21.  

I Roleplay: Pretty much anything! Subjects such as kidnappings,  torture ( there is a fine line to tread ), and romance are acceptable but only when previously discussed and both parties are willing to participate.

I do not roleplay: Permanent character death, rape plots, polygamous relationships, god-modding, power-playing, and ERP. I am simply not interested in any of these, it is not meant as a personal insult. 

Please feel free to approach! I love to create stories. That is what roleplay is about, no? If you can somehow see your character fit into Kurasa’s life in some fashion, I am all ears. You’re welcome to message me, even if I do not follow you, and I will do my best to respond!

Please don’t take information from me. While I did not write the events that his story is heavily based upon, Kurasa is of my own creation and I have worked very hard on him. 

I am a shy bean who is just starting out with this character - he demanded I tell his story and that is the purpose of all this.

I am not my character. Kurasa does things of his own volition and although I might say something, that does not dictate his actions in the slightest. 

In Game: Kurasa Orl

World: Mateus  ( Crystal Data Center )

Discord: Given upon request.

Style: I’m a multi-paragraph writer, though sometimes I will write more or less depending on what I am going to work with.

[transandersrights]

Dragon Age Create-a-Thon fic post!

I participated in @dacreateathon and the creation period just ended, which means all the DA fic I've been working on for the last six weeks is now posted! That's five fics + one collab chapter.

I'd say there's something for everyone but mostly there are six things for me. HOWEVER if you enjoy Anders specifically or mage feelings generally there may in fact be something for you. I've summarised + linked each fic down below!

What if Dragon Age 2 was Varric's elaborate homebrew campaign. What if Anders decided to blow up Varric's elaborate homebrew campaign. What if Sebastian and Fenris got a little too into the roleplay. And most importantly: what if Hawke rolled a nat20 to work out that Orsino was about to do blood magic.

Do you enjoy weird little niche mage rights fics? Well, this is like 3000 words of theoretical modern Thedas Circle abolishment texts, complete with minutes from an overlong Conclave meeting and an anonymous letter to a newspaper from a very concerned mother.

A while back I posted abt how fucked up it would be if Warden Surana's mother had a kid after they were taken to the Circle and Surana found out about it. Then I wrote about my Warden, Adrel Surana, finding out about it :)

A gift fic for @midnightprelude! Basically a prelude to modern Thedas Dorian's one night stand (Anders) eventually becoming his boyfriend who radicalises him. This is mostly flirting tho.

I wrote the second chapter of this collab where Anders dropped out of med school and became a barista at Varric's money laundering front, a cat cafe! My chapter is about Cullen walking into the cafe and Anders predictably coping very well.

Have I already written about Anders meeting his mother again? Yes. But he wasn't sopping wet, exhausted, or trans that time - he is now! This fic was also a gift for @factorykat and @realace.

[randaccidents]

Letter to a brother

Me before: Oh 3rd Life season 2 is coming, Imma actually watch it this time and I wanna watch Ren! He’s gonna have such cool roleplay I can feel it

Me right now: where dog? dog missing... :( take your time ren but also :(

Anyways this is based on what my sis told me: that ren isolated himself then proceeded to build a whole salmon farm. I bet he hyperfixated on that and forgot about the entire server haha.

Can you tell that I’m missing Dogwarts? Cause I’m missing Dogwarts. Here’s some letters from one man to his roleplaying buddy.

TW: none! just bros being bros

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Sup Martyn, my brother from another mother!

I can hear you guys yelling from up here man! Did you know that voices echo through the mountains? I didn’t either! But it sounds like you’re having so much fun! I’m glad.

I know you’re all wondering what good old Ren Diggity is doing, building my tower alone on the mountains. Well… I’m a derp! I’m a massive derp! I got too focused on my salmon farm, I completely forgot about our game! Whoops.

So while I don’t have a good game reason to be up here, I do have ideas and I wanna run them by you brother! I mean, just imagine all the people I could roleplay up in this jazz! Maybe I could be a mountain hermit selling mushrooms, oh Scar would laugh at me stealing his capitalist ideals. Or maybe I could be an ancient mountain king, awoken by the nature of the game. I could even bring back stargazer! Ooh the ideas man! I’ve got so many!

And Martyn, Martyn, my man my brotha, I know we all agreed not to repeat the duos of 3rd life’s game, but I even had an idea for it. I had a whole letter written to you even, alllll in character. Imma add it at the end for yah, I think you’ll enjoy it a lot.

Doncha worry about me Martyn, Imma be down off this tower in a day or two to hang with all of you and play the game for reals! Prepare to be drowned in fish!

Seeya,

Rendog, your brother from another mother

PS. Here’s my little thought letter on if we were allowed to carry the Red King and his Hand into this game! Reading it now, it's so heavy but sounds so fun.

Mine Hand,

It’s been a long time since we last met matey. Tis be a cruel world to send us to yet another blood game. However, I have come to the conclusion that we are not to be. Martyn this sounded much cooler in my head I swear.

I’m afraid we must part ways. Look not for me, for I have been cursed this round with a shorter life than you. Leave me to mine solitude, go make new friends, and forget about the Red King. I mean I did need a reason to have been alone so long by accident. Derp! Clean up time.

May the winter winds guide your path mine Hand. I will think fondly of you even as the distance between us grows.

Signed, Your King. Does this sound too much? Either way, we’ve already agreed not to do this so it don’t matter!

PPS. The dog’s name is Mutton, she really loves mutton. Give her some before you send back your letter with her yeah? She’s a good doggy. Unless you’ve got sheep, then she’s a bad bad dog.

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

BIRTHDAY SURPRISE

@ziasaph

Prompt: When Roman finds an note with an address from Y/N he will find himself with a “new woman” for his birthday night

Word count: Long-ish

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut(implied),roleplay,sexual fantasy.

Notes: So this is my first POV fanfic(please let me know if I did a good job?) I was listening to one of my favorite big band bands (Devil Doll) and got inspired for this story. Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

Y/N’s POV

“What if he doesn’t like it?”

“Y/N,for the 6th time.... RELAX woman! You look like a bombshell, like a living breathing wet dream. I bet with you, he’s gonna get so turned on that he’s not going to even be able to wait ‘til you two get home!”

I couldn’t help but laugh at Cecile’s comment while she helped me finish my hair.

“I just hope you’re right Cece...the last thing that I want is to make a total fool out of myself...”

“And that will NOT happen Y/N.. I mean look at you! You’re every men’s wet dirty dream brought to life!Even I’m getting a boner, and I don’t even have a dick!”

We both laughed “Seriously,you look amazing,he’s not gonna be able to believe that this” She points at my figure up and down “Is all his” She winked at me through the mirror.

“Thank you for helping me with all this Cece”

“You’re welcome love!You know I’ll do anything for you...Now you just wait here, I’m gonna get your shoes really quick.”

Once I was left alone inside the little vintage dress room I admired my figure on the big mirror. My hair was perfectly done in beautiful vintage hairstyle,with soft brushed curls,that made my hair look shorter than it was,leaving my neck and collarbone at exposure. My makeup consisted in soft foxy eyes and a deep red lip. My lingerie was hand picked to flatter not only the complexion of my skin but also my body curves. The nude silk stockings gave to my legs a beautiful sheer glow,the midnight blue set (panties,bra and garter belt) were beautifully detailed with black lace.The bra size complemented my breasts perfectly,neither adding or retrieving volume but highlighting they’re natural size and shape.The panties molded my hips and ass fitting every curve like a glove.The garter belt was marking my waist at a very feminine sensual way,everything was paired up with a thin black silk cover-up and a black tule Louboutin scarpin.

I was beginning to feel confident,until Cecile entered the dressing room and said

“Y/N, he’s here!” With an excited smile on her face.

“Oh my God...Cece, I don’t wanna do this anymore.”

“Oh shut up!Here put your shoes and your cover-up on” I reluctantly did

“Now the last and most important detail” She said “Perfume!” And sprayed on the very expensive luxurious scent all over my body.

“I’m so proud of my creation!” She sighed and I laughed as she looked me up and down. “Now you go out there and get him tigress” She devilishly smiles

Roman’s POV

I arrived at the address Y/N left on her note with a curious look on my face. The place was elegant and looked like something retrieved from a 40’s Parisian movie. ‘Le Noir’ was written with classy black cursive letters that were placed upon a blood red background.

*Why would she bring me here?* was the only thing roaming my mind. I approached the door,that was soon opened by a short blond girl with a very thick French accent.

“Bonsoir,Mr.Reigns. Please come in.”

The place was lit only in dim lights,but I could tell that everything here was not only extremely elegant but also decorated to give an erotic forbidden feel to it.Like you know you’re not supposed to be there.

“Je m’appelle Cecile” She offered me a hand shake.

“I’m Roman”

“Oh, I’m aware of who you are Monsieur Reigns...”

“And what do you mean by that?” I asked with a curious voice

“Excusez-moi. I’ll be right back. Please make yourself comfortable”

She vanished through the red curtains before I could ask anything else.

There was only one chair in front of the stage,so I placed myself on it. As the minutes passed by I started to grow more and more nervous so I took my phone out of my jeans back pocket so I could text Y/N when suddenly everything went dark.

*What the fuck? Oh great! The power had t-* my thoughts were cut off by a low sensual big band tune and the sound of heels approaching the stage.

Y/N’s POV

The music started and that was my lead, I slowly made my way towards the stage,and the lights were slowly turning up. *Oh God, I really hope I don’t fuck this up!* I thought as I were slowly beginning to see that beautiful face of his.

Roman’s POV

The heels stopped and the lights were slowly turning up. I saw a woman at the center stage and I could smell her perfume from were I was sitted, it was a very sensual, erotic scent that I could tell was very expensive. Nothing sweet innocent smelling..but sexy,flirtatious and dangerous. As my eyes were getting used to the new lighting, I could see her features slowly revealing itself to me.

High heels,silk nude stockings that made her legs look pleasantly touchable,midnight blue panties that hugged her hips in a very malicious way, the garter belt accentuated her waist making a sinful contrast with her round delicious hips, her bra seemed to be designed to make a man go insane...perfect fit,nothing was adding nor taking volume or shape,but it was flattering her natural features in such a dreamy perfection.

I love Y/N, she’s the best thing that ever happened to me! But a man has eyes you know?! So I’m not gonna lie that,that vision gave me a semi-hard bulge. *Maybe I could ask that girl Cecile where they bought these things so I can buy one to Y/N..* I was lost in thoughts when my gaze stopped at her face,my jaw dropped and I swear to you, I could’ve died just then. I’ve never had in my life, such a rock hard fast boner as the one I was having right now.

“Fuck me!” I whispered

Y/N POV

*Oh fuck I knew it! I knew this was a bad idea! I’m gonna kill Cecile!* Was the only thing I could think of as he was seated there speechless just staring at my face. But since I was already there I figured I should just continue with this stupid roleplay.

I made my way down the stage and approached his chair. I stopped in front of him and said

“Good evening Mr. Reigns. Miss Cecile asked me to be your companion for the night. My name is Sapphire.” And I extended my hand to give him a light hand shake..but what I didn’t expect was for him to pull me towards his lap, so I could sit right on his rock hard bulge.

Roman’s POV

Y/N was a gorgeous breath taking woman, she always was. But the way she was dressed right now and the way she was “Sapphire” for tonight...she has officially ruined me for any other women! She looked like a fucking walking sin,one I was happy to commit! Everything about her made me crazy with primal need,her scent,her hairstyle perfectly leaving her neck at exposure, her makeup, those deep red lips that I couldn’t wait to see around my cock, her lingerie set, her stockings, the devilish high heels. Everything was planned to make me painfully hard(and it did). That’s why when I saw the look of doubt on her face due to my lack of words (How can you blame me? All of the blood of my body went straight to my cock once I saw her!) The only thing I could do was pull her to my lap, so she could FEEL what she had done to me,and the surprised look she gave me was suddenly replaced with relief and need.

“And what am I aloud to do with you as my companion?” My voice was as raspy as it could ever be

“Anything you want Sir...as long as you pay.” She spoke with a low sexy voice

“What if I want to fuck the life out of you,all night long?” I asked as I roamed my hand through one of her thighs and fuck the stockings felt better than I have thought.

“As long as you pay, I’m yours to do whatever you want Sir” She whispered in my ear “Happy birthday Mr.Reigns”

“Oh baby girl,happy indeed..” I replied as I picked her up in my arms and rushed to the car.

Fuck that woman is the best birthday present I’ll ever have!

[starofroselight]

I really wish we'd heard a genuine, longer conversation about the voices. it just kind of felt like techno shut that conversation down when ranboo came out with confessing he hears a voice, it could've been a heartfelt moment if they'd done something more with it. other than that I loved the stream completely

Part of that is due to the character that content creator Technoblade is playing. He's had multiple opportunities to grow close or have a pre-establisbed family, connections that aren't just blood and battle. He doesn't seem interested in taking them. It's why talk of betrayal can be so off-putting if you sit down to analyze it; C!Technoblade hasn't really been betrayed enough for him to give an impassioned speech about it, but content creator Technoblade decided this was a theme he wanted and ran with it

You can choose to frame this in a Watsonian or Doylist way. I prefer the Watsonian way, interpreting Techno the character as struggling with genuine connections to others. My in universe backing for this is C!Techno's reaction to Ranboo giving him the axe; he didn't know how to react to a heartfelt gift so all he could do was deny his emotions, though he was touched and it clearly meant a lot

C!Technoblade is a blend of a Looney Tones character and the neutral badass super powerful magic man. He's constantly turning tongue and cheek at the audience while also being the biggest threat in the room.

C!Ranboo is. . . not. He's a serious introspective character, a metaphorical house of mirrors with a fragile state of mind and combat-wise, he's not a character you associate as a physical powerhouse.

There's no reason for Technoblade to open himself up to Ranboo and their styles of storytelling are practically polar opposites.

But I adore their interactions.

With these points understood, it makes sense why these two have fundamental communication issues. C!Techno's love languages are violence and distractions, two things C!Ranboo can't afford and doesn't want due to the nature of his existence as well as morality

Now, did I say all of that to say I entirely agree with your points?

Yes. Yes I did.

It just wasn't surprising to me when they didn't. I think it would be incredibly sweet if C!Techno were to ask more questions, not to get information or use it against C!Ranboo, about the Dream voice.

I also think such an action would be a huge warning flag, the equivalent of Tommy being given the Axe of Peace. It would indicate Techno is getting close to someone again, something that Techno does not do, hence foreshadowing another falling out

Thing is because the creators aren't united or overseen by a driving force, there were huge tonal problems in the roleplaying and the story. There's no way to fix or address that problem without introducing an authority and a "main center of focus" aka a main character, so this problem won't be resolved any time soon

Still, I can't help but imagine in a professionally written and guided story, C!Techno and C!Ranboo standing over the cliffs of the Nether:

Techno asks, "You're hearin' voices?"

Ranboo doesn't look. Maybe he keeps walking ahead on the paths home. "Just the one. Just Dream."

Some silence. Maybe a couple jokes.

Techno speaks up again.

"Y'know, I've struggled with the voices. Thousands. Hundreds of thousands, not to brag."

Ranboo doesn't understand why that would be a brag but it's obvious Technoblade is working his way to something. He waits for Techno to continue.

"I learned. And I live with it. I get up and center myself. Sometimes you have to spend a day with the letter 'e' in your head."

". . ."

"Sometimes it's worse. But you move forward. You'll scare people all the time, but the ones that you don't will understand. And who knows, maybe one day it'll come in handy."

Ranboo hums in affirmation.

"Just make sure they don't start seein' you like a tool. You've already got that whole memory thing. Let's start from there. I mean, you start from there."

That's about the conversation I would expect if there was a literal script and one I would have wanted :)

Reminder my asks are open for discussion at any time!

[frostahesmegabite]

DWC Compendium; 2021

The below is a compendium of written stories and poems (In the form of Haikus and Cinquains), written over a 31 day period that was put onto Tumblr for Roleplay Purposes. Please forgive any formatting issues as they don’t always necessarily transfer well from Google Documents to Tumblr. All works are that of complete fiction and originate within the World of Warcraft universe. Most of these stories contain graphic material subjects not suitable for minors. Day 1 - Reunion - Coming Back Home Day 2 - Blame/Wander - Blame & Wander Day 3 - Romance - Romantic Inclinations Day 4 - Accomplish/Macabre - Judgement of Carrion Day 5 - Music - Sacks'o'phone or Saxophone? (Lots of perverse innuendo’s/dick jokes.) Day 6 - Ruins - Ahn'qiraj Day 7 - Charity - Engineering for Tots Day 8 - Wonder/Invasive - Sanguineous Traitor

Day 9 - Color/Disappear - (Cinquain) - Worlds Lost Day 10 - Sleepless/Feast - A Sleepless Feast Day 11 - Moonlight/Watch - (Cinquain) - Mega - Sump'n Claus (Comedic and I claim no rights over the SNL Skit that was the inspiration for this joke. That skit is also posted along side this article as reference.) Day 12 - Ball/Gravestone - Hallo-weiner (Comedic but Sexually NSFW! 18+ Only) Day 13 - The Maw/Pride - Work to be Done Day 14 - Hollow - (Haiku) - Lacking Time

Day 15 - Memory/Chase - (Haiku) - Fleeting Memories

Day 16 - Sincerity/Sorry - Letters for Fallen Employees

Day 17 - Spellbinding/Disappointment - Mechanical Intrusion Day 18 - Collapse - (Haiku) - Unnamed

Day 19 - Wake - (Haiku) - Lingering Aftermath

Day 20 - Master - Lost but not Forgotten

Day 21 - Rendezvous/Carnage - Cold Calculations

Day 22 - Court/Taboo - (Haiku) - Decision Frozen in Time

Day 23 - Frightened - Weather Forecast: Falling Frost

Day 24 - Denial - Frostbite's Monster

Day 25 - Reprisal/Immortal - Dreams Turned Nightmare

Day 26 - Burn - Identification

Day 27 - Blood/Delicious - Impossible or Improbable?

Day 28 - Obsession/Ascension - The Devil's Bargain

Day 29 - Heart/Monster - The Price of a Rebirth

Day 30 - Catastrophy - Robotic Catastrophy

Day 31 - Life/Death - A Grand Revelation @daily-writing-challenge [ I realize this is really late in doing this, but I finally got around to compiling the list proper! ]

[prosopopeya]

Fic Writer Questions

from @clarrisani !!!

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

on ao3 i have 28. tbf though i never transferred over a bunch of my stuff from lj back in the day.

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

176,571

3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

11 listed on ao3. shout out though to house, which i wrote a bunch for but it never made it to ao3, and likely never will, and also to sherlock holmes which i wrote some fic for but more significantly, spend 2 years roleplaying. also if we want to get real nostalgic, the hits from my ffn days included such fandoms as lizzie mcguire, buffy, star trek voyager, monk, and of course, labyrinth.

4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Inevitable Homoeroticism in Spanish Romantic Heroes: my dean is a hispanist, grad school au. written bc at the time i was reading so many college aus and going you know what. you know what this fandom needs. and also i need therapy and instead i will write this fic.

i’m so glad it was and still is well received, and until this year’s dcbb, i thought i’d never write something as personally significant as this ever again. i’m happy to be adding something else to that list shortly (and hope it’s as well liked!).

as a sidenote, this fic was requested by and heavily cheerleaded by a friend of mine who has since passed away, and i will always think of jaymee when i think of this fic.

Like Real People Do: my impulse-written, kneejerk reaction to cas’s confession in 15x18. i wanted cas to have a chance to process his feelings separate from dean and also i wanted to push back on the notion that he was happy just saying it bc maybe after all he wants dean to love him back. it’s fitting that it comes after the grad school au in this list bc it was my return to fandom. also a rare example of me writing cas pov. (soon to not be so rare.)

Flying in Circles Inside a Jar: a s5 era fic where dean and cas get together in a roundabout way. god this was written so long ago and there are parts of it i want to change, but overall i’m still proud of a lot of moments in this fic. some good dialogue in here.

Command Me to Be Well: my angstier entry into my s15 fix-its. dean decides that he will let him and cas have sex but they can’t have feelings about it. this got way more popular than i thought it would, and it took me forever to write it, but it was definitely proof to me that i could come back to writing bc i had to edit this fic a bunch, and i was always horrible at editing. but i have better meds now yay!

fourth place is technically the codas to the grad school au, which also have some good moments but also the last coda i wrote makes me cry when i think about it still. but bc it’s part of the same universe i’m going to add:

Some Boys are Sleeping Alone: another early days fic ft. dean coming to terms with his sexuality and how it was affected by his father among other things throughout his life. this has essentially become the backbone to my conception of dean’s sexuality in canon. it ends sad! plot twist for me these days.

what i love about this list, looking at it now, is that it’s a healthy mix of my old stuff and my new stuff, and overall represents well my themes of dean’s bisexual journey and several examples of cas standing up for himself, though s4/s5 cas was just like that.

5) Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

i didn’t back in the day so much bc, you know, grad school, i was busy. i’ve been trying to since i got back into writing but have been staring at my inbox of things i need to reply to for like three months. i will do it at some point!

6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

god i don’t know. i wrote so much angstier stuff back in the day. i don’t really want to re-peruse all the random stuff on my ao3 but here’s one that sticks out to me even still: the au that has quinn fabray from glee in a sham marriage with jason mcconnell from bare: a pop opera and no one is happy. no one asked for this fic but i had many feelings about it.

7) What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

these days most of my fics end happy, but the one that still has me tear up at the end is the fluff entry i wrote for dean’s birthday: through autumn’s advancing. it’s jody that always gets me. jody hugging and murmuring a goodbye to dean, and then dean watching as she hugs and whispers something to cas. i don’t know what she’s saying but her embracing cas just gets me every time.

8) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

oh boy. back in the day, i would write just about anything anyone asked of me, and i prided myself on selling the wildest concepts imaginable. my lj contains a multitude of shames, but on ao3 probably the wildest is supernatural/my little pony: friendship is magic. here’s another example of me writing cas as he bonds with fluttershy.

9) Have you ever received hate on a fic?

i don’t... think so?

10) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

boy do i! uh the naked kind?? idk my approach to sex scenes is to try to capture realism but in the emotional sense. usually there’s a fun amount of dialogue. some amount of significance beyond just the act itself. i think my big thing is still representing the characters as themselves, in character.

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i’m aware of.

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

i don’t think so?!

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before?

this dcbb is essentially being like executive produced by @marbleflan. but there may be a more explicitly co-written fic coming up. :) :) :)

14) What’s your all time favorite ship?

dean/cas, hands down. nothing will ever compare to the absolute insanity of the way they happened in this television show.

15) What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

i started a dean/benny/cas purgatory fic that i want to get back to one day... also my fic with ghost!kevin teaming up with human blood!crowley and human!cas.

16) What are your writing strengths?

i’d like to think it’s capturing the feel of the character and staying ic. that’s my #1 goal always and the best comment i could ever receive. i like my dialogue too.

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

plot. i can’t plot to save my life. also editing. also inventing any original character is an absolute blindspot of mine.

18) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

well i mean. i have. done that. my bilingual experience involves some weaving in and out of a language in conversation, usually mid-sentence or once you hit a word you either can’t think of in one language or feels better in another. or filler words/phrases like well, or let’s go.

19) What was the first fandom you wrote for?

gosh. probably lizzie mcguire.

20) What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

the grad school au will always hold a special place in my heart. but i also really love this one i wrote that was a love letter to the virginia state fair, which i went to like every year when i was a kid and still hold a lot of nostalgia and love for in my heart. i really want to retool that one. there are some things i want to change about it, you know, almost ten years later.

@ anyone who wants to do this thing!!!!!!!

[lukesunbornn]

that’s the thing though, i have used google. i have scrolled. i’ve found absolutely no founded evidence for anything and honestly this seems like a tumblr conspiracy by people getting mad at her for being white? i don’t want you to coddle me and i never asked for that, i simply asked if you had any other sources. thanks

yeah,,,,, too bad there’s no concrete evidence of her being antisemitic,,,,,,,,,, absolutely nothing that can be proven,,,, darn,

ID: A photo of Taylor Swift posing with a white man. She has long blonde hair and is wearing a white dress with the letters JH written on the chest. The man with her is also wearing a white shirt, which has a large red swastika painted on it and red spots that resemble blood.

she also has a huge fan base of neonazis who call her an “aryan goddess,” and has not done anything to address this, which is the antisemitic part. also this isn’t even Mentioning the clear evidence of ts being racist, which can be seen in the argument she started with nicki minaj and the music videos in which she appropriates aave, roleplays a colonizer in africa, uses black women as props, etc. i’m not gonna bother pulling up links bc all of it has been said before, google exists, and you are being willfully ignorant. i am not going to answer any more of your asks bc you’re annoying and i don’t feel like being a dictionary.

[priorireverte]

Congratulations Ashley!

Your application for Andromeda Tonks has been accepted. She’s going to have a lot to deal with. At least it looks like her spouse is on the horizon soon! Unless that just causes more problems.

Please look to the checklist for the next steps and reach out if you have any questions!

OUT OF CHARACTER

NAME & PRONOUNS: Ashley / she/her

TIMEZONE: EST

ACTIVITY LEVEL: I would consider myself to be fairly active! I work a full-time job which is 3 12 hour shifts per week, so I’m usually not around on those days other than mobile. However, I’m usually always around on discord if needed. On my days off, I’m always active unless something else comes up!

ANYTHING ELSE: N/A to triggers! I’ve been writing and roleplaying since 2006 aka the days of myspace. I’ve been roleplaying on tumblr and in the Harry Potter community since 2009. Also ! My rp partner is applying for Ted and we’ve discussed their background together and are a cohesive unit, LOL!

CHARACTER DETAILS

NAME: Andromeda Dorea Tonks (nee Black)

BIRTHDATE: 12 February, 1954

DEATHDATE: N/A

GENDER, PRONOUNS, and SEXUALITY: Cisfemale, she/her, pansexual

BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood

HOUSE ALUMNI: Slytherin

OCCUPATION: Healer at St. Mungo’s. After the deaths of her husband and her daughter, Andromeda only remained on as part time staff due to her commitment to raising her grandson. With her son-in-law back from the dead and expecting his son, Andromeda has picked up more shifts to distract herself from her mixed bag of feelings.

FACECLAIM: Rachel Weisz

CHARACTER BACKGROUND

POSTBELLUM

War is ruinous. It’s evil and endless. It’s something that Andromeda has learned. Now, she’s lived through two wars and managed to lose almost everything. During the first war, Andromeda refused to choose a side. She remained strictly neutral. Supporting the Death Eaters was what her family expected from her. However, she didn’t share the same beliefs. Supporting the Order, however, felt like the ultimate betrayal. Something that she couldn’t explain. So, she remained neutral. When the second war began to brew, she supported the Order because of her daughter’s involvement as an auror. She and Ted were never official members of the Order, but they helped where they could. This later led to the both of them being tortured for information by Death Eaters. The two were shaken, but otherwise okay, thankfully. Andromeda didn’t turn her back on the Order after this. If anything, it only made her support stronger.

When Nymphadora learned that she was pregnant, Andromeda was overjoyed, but afraid just the same. Edward went on the run due to the persecution of muggleborns and Andromeda had never been so afraid in her life. Ted was the only family that she’d had. The only person that she’d relied on for years. When the news of Edward’s death came, Andromeda tried her best to keep a brave face in front of others. She knew that the war was far from over and she couldn’t bear to upset her pregnant daughter.

Nymphadora gave birth to a bouncing baby boy and everything seemed right, if only for a moment. They honored Edward in the name and he had equal parts of her daughter and son-in-law. Andromeda begged Nymphadora to stay home, to not go to the Battle of Hogwarts, but she went anyways. The news of her daughter’s death at her sister’s hands broke Andromeda completely. She had a newborn, now, that she was responsible for and in the first few months of his life, she wasn’t sure who cried more.

If it weren’t for Teddy, Andromeda doesn’t know if she would have been able to go on. Her grandson gave her life purpose. She had reminders of the two people that she loved most and Teddy became the third. She’s taken to part time at the hospital while she’s cared for him the past couple of years.

The news of the dead coming back is all the rage and Andromeda is skeptical. Despite the skepticism, she was also hopeful for a very brief second. Then, she was disappointed and then her anger took another turn. She hoped for her husband. For her daughter. For her cousin. So far, she’s gotten none of them. The news of Remus being back has placed a pit inside her stomach that she can’t handle. She wants to be happy, but she also abhors the thought of losing her only link to her daughter, to her husband. She doesn’t know how she’s going to cope.

PERSONALITY

(+) Ambitious: Andromeda excels at anything she puts her mind to and more. Failure is not an option for her. It is a trait that she learned from her father.

(+) Eloquent: Growing up in one of the pureblood elitist families, Andromeda was taught how to be very persuasive. She knows how to use this trait and although she doesn’t use it much, it is always in her back pocket when she needs it.

(-) Stubborn: Andromeda’s stubbornness will one day more than likely get her into trouble. When she decides on something, it is rare that she changes her mind. She does not like to admit that she is wrong and rarely does so.

(-) Conflicted: Andromeda knew that befriending muggleborns would upset her family. It was against the beliefs that she had always been taught. Since her Hogwarts days, she was always incredibly conflicted. She felt a strong sense of duty to her family, but felt unable to meet their demands. When she fell in love with Ted, she knew it was the final nail in her coffin. Andromeda no longer struggles with the choices that she made. She sticks with them. However, she will always be conflicted over the bond she still feels towards her family.

ENFJ – The Giver - “Popular and sensitive, with outstanding people skills. Externally focused, with real concern for how others think and feel. Usually, dislike being alone. They see everything from the human angle, and dislike impersonal analysis. Interested in serving others, and probably place the needs of others over their own needs.”

Andromeda has the fatal flaw in which she decides that others needs are more important than her own. It was only magnified when she became a mother herself. Her people skills were groomed to perfection when she was forced to attend the numerous pureblood galas as a teenager. As a healer, she enjoys being able to put back together the hurt and heal those that are harmed by those closest to her blood relations.

BRIEF OVERVIEW OF FAMILY

Andromeda Dorea Tonks nee Black is the original family disappointment. Cygnus and Druella prayed for a boy the second time around and when Andromeda came out a girl, it was where the disappointment started. Growing up, she always felt like the odd one out. She wasn’t strong and fiercely loyal like Bellatrix. She wasn’t graceful and beautiful like Narcissa. She was the middle child through and through. Despite the disappointment and the short comings that she could not prevent, Andromeda’s loyalty was to her family. The Black family had a strong name within society. They were revered. A part of the sacred 28. Any child of the Black family would act like they were one.

She grew up with pureblood beliefs force-fed to her and being taught to believe nothing else, she actually thought that they were the only way of life. Andromeda was sorely mistaken, however, and she didn’t realize how much so until she met Ted Tonks. Edward Tonks changed everything for her. Ted Tonks was a muggleborn boy and although she didn’t want to admit it, she was smitten. Her resolve faded during their years at Hogwarts and eventually, she couldn’t deny the chemistry anymore. The rest of their years at Hogwarts were filled with letters written in invisible ink, heated meetings in empty classrooms, and plenty of sneaking around.

She struggled with her feelings for Ted and her loyalty to her family for years, until one day she chose Ted. She found out that she was pregnant and she knew it’d be the final nail in her coffin. Andromeda chose Edward and their unborn daughter and she was promptly burned from the Black family tree. Family is important to Andromeda; however, she’s learned over the years that chosen family can be more important than blood relatives.

Despite all of this, she still feels a sense of loyalty to Narcissa. A feeling like reconciliation wouldn’t be so bad. Bellatrix – however – she knows they’ll never repair their relationship. Not after what was done to Nymphadora.

After losing her husband and her daughter, Andromeda clings to her grandson. A reminder of what she’s lost – in the likeness and the name. The idea that she’s going to lose him too is killing her inside.

HISTORY

What was their life before the end of the war in ‘98 or before their death? What was important and formative for them?

Hogwarts: Andromeda’s early life was filled with piano lessons, ballet lessons, and etiquette training. She was to be the perfect pureblood daughter, even if she was a disappointment. Her parents spoke of their beliefs and taught them to their daughters, accepting no questions. Until Andromeda went to Hogwarts, the pureblood beliefs were all that she knew. She knew that she was above everyone else because she had pure blood and that she should never question it. The moment that she was sent to Hogwarts; everything changed. The things that her parents had taught her to believe – they simply weren’t true. The muggleborns and the halfbloods weren’t different than she was. In fact, there were some that were truly brilliant.

For the first few months of her education, she kept her nose up in the air because she knew her older sister was watching her every move. Andromeda pretended like she wasn’t curious to know more. Like she didn’t have questions. It was only the moment that Bellatrix looked away that she discovered everything she knew to be a lie.

Edward Tonks: When she met Edward Tonks for the first time, Andromeda didn’t give him a second thought. It was only after months of studying and tutoring that things began to shift. She began to think about him moreso than she’d like to admit. Their gazes would meet over the school books because neither of them was paying attention to their texts. Soon, the two began to sneak around, knowing the dangers that this posed for the both of them if they were to be caught. Thankfully, they weren’t caught until Andromeda chose Ted. She chose him over her family and never looked back.

Ted changed everything for Andromeda and she doesn’t deny a moment of it to this day.

Healing: Despite the arguments from her family, Andromeda chose to take a healing internship at St. Mungo’s after she graduated from Hogwarts. Her parents were not pleased and that was putting it lightly. Why should she work when all she needed to be good for was a quiet, proper pureblood wife and mother? Her parents had the perfect pureblood for her to marry, but Andromeda didn’t want any part of it. She decided to do what she loved and being a healer was everything that she needed. She needed to do some good in the world to cancel out all of the bad that was happening around them.

Nymphadora: Finding out that she was pregnant with her daughter was the final nail in her coffin. It was the final sign that she’d never be welcome on the Black family tree again. The moment that she found out that she was pregnant, Andromeda was terrified. She didn’t have a great relationship with her mother when she was growing up. She didn’t know how to be a mother. How could she take care of a child? Despite her fear, she told Ted and she’s not sure she’s ever seen him so happy before. Andromeda is fearful her entire pregnancy. She despises herself for it. It’s something that she hides. However, the first time that her daughter is placed in her arms, it’s something that comes naturally. Her love for her daughter is something that she can’t explain, but she knows that Nymphadora is the person that she loves the most in the world. Her new favorite job is being a mother.

All of her life, Andromeda tries to protect her daughter. From the evil things in the world. She tries to shield her from the things that will hurt her. The Black family. The war. When Nymphadora decides that she wants to be an auror, Andromeda supports her, but knows that she can’t protect her baby from everything. Inevitably, she’s unable to.

OOC EXPLORATION

WHAT ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO? I love the idea of this roleplay and bringing back the dead. I think it’s an amazing idea and I cannot wait to interact with others and see the interactions that will play out. I love the passion that everyone seems to have for writing and I’m excited to possibly join the fun.

ANYTHING ELSE? Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/sortoutherpriorities/she-walks-in-beauty-andromeda-black-tonks/ Boggart: As a child and a teenager, Andromeda’s boggart was failing her parents. As it ultimately came true, Andromeda’s boggart eventually changed to the loss of Ted and Nymphadora, which also came true. When she became the primary caregiver of her grandson, her boggart changed once again to the loss of Teddy.

[departeddestiny]

If Elouan were to sya such a remark out loud, it would have resulted in the impact of a fist against the Elezens jaw. While it was true that he ran mostly off of a baser instinct, an intelligent mind lay hidden behind his unique eyes; it is how he managed to survive thus fat, even when the man had a tendency to egg others on.

With the mentioning of Ul'Dah, his gaze lifted upwards from the amber liquid that was almost completely drained from the mug, brows furrowed as Kurasa tried to understand how they had no run into one another while in the city - then again, it was fairly large and one could easily find themselves lost.

" Ah yes, well. The Elezen have a tendency to ignore other races, such as us Au Ra, or make a point to ostracize and be cruel. "

Yes, Kurada did include the man in such people - he had yet to prove otherwise, after all. There was probably hidden intentions behind their interactions as is. But such a reminder steeled draconic eyes, forced his gaze elsewhere so that the thoughts of his past would not be betrayed. That was after both he and his sister escaped from their clans massacre in Coeurthas.

But was drink already going to the males head? He had already introduced himself, after all, and Kurasa needn't be reminded a second time. " Yeah, you said that. I suppose that's the curse of having scales such as mine...no one ever bloody forgets 'em. Why are you here and not in Ul'dah now? "

[departeddestiny]

“Is this seat taken?” Asked the tall Elezen, tan in flesh and brown of hair. He gestured to the seat across from Kurasa, while woodwailers and adventurers alike wandered past them in the Carline Canopy. The evening’s crowd brought a sudden rush to the tables. As a result, only handfuls of seats were available for the taking. Three of which were at Kurasa’s table—for reasons unknown.

It had been a typical night for the Xaela; a seat taken in the the furthest corner of the room, mug filled with an amber liquid held in the his grasp, and everyone had left him alone. It was how Kurasa preferred it - a very large space between himself and e v e r y o n e else.As the cool lip of the glass touched a fuller bottom lip, a voice questioned whether the seat next to him was taken. The large of his tail, which previously moved in small motions side to side, lifted and slammed back down with a loud ‘thump’ against the chair. Beneath a dark hood, slitted optics lifted; up and up until they took in the sight of the Elezen. While initially filled with annoyance, the emotion portrayed shifted to anger, it caused eyes to appear as if they were on fire.The Xaela wanted to bare fangs, to snarl out and make a point of expressing his hatred towards the man and his kind...but Gridania was not the place for such things. No. Instead features, cheeks illuminated by the glow of lava within the cracks in his horns, screwed into a scowl. “Does it look like I wish for the company?” Others took the hint, made a point to avoid being near. But not this one. While he waited for a response, a large sip of his drink was taken.

[yuvon-writes-letters]

To, Yu

Okay, I was gone, and the moment I came back, i [The sentence randomly stops]

I’m, not upset at the fact you lied, i actually had an inkling for awhile now while you were describing the rooms for the first time, it looked like you wanted to continue, but stopped yourself at the last second. I understand why you lied, seeing all of those things must’ve been hard, but Lis and I can’t help you if we don’t know anything, ok Yu?

It sounds like, you found ways out, but both are, not good for you? I don’t know, my brain’s all fuzzy and I can’t comprehend words right, maybe I’m getting something wrong.

My point is, when you build up the guts to, please please please explain to us, or at least me, on what’s in that North room, I don’t care if it’s bad we need to know everything we can about the realm so [The sentence stops again]

Sorry, I’m just, kind of on the edge. Of course you don’t have to tell me now, but

If, it’s not intruding on personal space, what the hell happened between you and Jake? I’m assuming that Jake lied about something, but I don’t think we would do any good if there’s bad blood between the two of you. I sent my Jake the letters too, and he agrees as well.

We’re both worried about you, so, don’t hide anything, alright? [The rest of the text is blacked out]

Rai and Jake

|Hello, real person behind Rai here, I wanted to clarify some things because I don’t think I made it clear before (I’m sorry about that). Rai is a complete OC, their not a self-insert at all, and they have their own life completely separate from mine. Although it is true that I’ll be busy on July and won’t write letters frequently, I wanted to give an in-character Roleplay reason as to why Rai is not as active as the first few letters, hence the panicking at the last letter.

I, the real person, am completely alright, Rai, is not, not at all :)|

Rai,

Thanks for understanding. I'll try to hide as little as I can from now on.

What I think are the two ways out are sitting still and looking pretty, which I despise the concept of, and killing the MWAF by paying an even price, which I hate the idea of even more. (Blacked out) I checked out the altar room a little more, and the phrase "An eye for an eye" (or something approximate because Google Translate) was on the back of the altar in Greek. Jake helped me translate it before we argued.

Mixing mythologies yet again. So far we've got Egyptian, Greek, and... Biblical? I think that's from the Bible. Sue me, it's been a while since I took World Religions.

Actually... no. I guess it hasn't. It just feels longer than it actually was.

I'll try to be a little more specific about what's in the north room. It's not... quite as bad as I made it out to be before, but I was already freaking out and in a bad headspace from remembering the freaky stuff, and I blew it a little out of proportion. I'm not sure how I'd even explain what it really is, though.

It's something similar to a hologram, transparent enough that you can see the trees through it. There's some text in white that doesn't seem to be addressed to me, implying that I'm stuck between the end of something and the beginning of another. Then there are a couple bars— five, to be exact —and two of them are filling with orange very slowly. The others are untouched so far. It's implied I'll be out of this place when all the bars fill up to full. I'm not sure this text was necessarily written by the entity, though. If it was, I think it'd address me a little more directly.

I don't think the argument Jake and I had is necessarily all that useful to the investigation, but since I'm trying to not keep secrets anymore, I'll say it regardless. The cause is tangentially related to the case, anyhow.

I asked him a little while ago whether he could find out if there was a missing person's out for me or not, so we could figure out the extent of the stasis. Then drama happened and I completely forgot all about it until two days ago. I asked him again then, and he sort of acted a little cagey while telling me that he was still in the process of investigating, and told me to wait another day. So I did. I don't think he expected me to remember, since I forget things all the time, but I don't forget things I'm really invested in and I REALLY wanted to know the answer to that question.

Jake made an excuse and went offline when I tried to ask again, which sort of made me think the worst. In hindsight, thinking that anyone who could've reported me missing was dead was pretty stupid, but you try being rational in the face of an unknown like that. In any case, I got anxious, and that sort of blew everything out of proportion, and then that made me more and more upset, and given all the other bullshit inherent in this place and the stress I've been through lately I just completely broke down. Had to sit down and put my head down so I was less likely to pass out from my hyperventilating. Luckily, I knew what was going on and I know breathing exercises, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

In any case, when I was back to being semi-functional, I unlocked my phone again, meaning to close out of the chat, but apparently my last few texts before I had to stop had managed to get across to Jake at least a portion of how freaked out I was. He probably figured it out based on all the typoes and the lack of punctuation or something, his "flaw" (if you can call it that) only seems to make him oblivious to tone and not to outright out of character writing styles.

So he finally told me that there wasn't a missing person's out for me, and not only that but everyone who might have put one out pretty much forgot I existed. He got my fucking parents to answer a "survey," and they only filled out that my half-sister existed, not me. Legal documents and stuff were still all in order, but literally the only people who seem to remember I fucking exist are the Duskwood crew and you and Lis and he had the nerve to tell me that he didnt want to tell me because it wasnt essential information and it would affect my judgement

Back now. I screamed abuse into the woods for a couple minutes, so I feel a bit better now.

I can see his point, logically, but for fuck's sake, there are some things that don't have much to do with the case that I do need to know regardless. This is one.

I'm not going to cut contact with him forever. To put it callously, neither of us can afford that. But if I talk to him now, I'm going to end up saying something or other I'll regret.

Right. Other topics.

Rai, are you doing alright? I know you've got personal issues going on, and I'm not trying to pry into them, but your writing is sort of disjointed and you mentioned being "fuzzy" and "not comprehending words right". Are you getting enough to drink and to sleep? I know weird shit happens to me when I get dehydrated. If you ever feel like you're about to pass out, sit down and put your head between your knees. If this continues, maybe you should see a doctor. Do you feel like your head is stuffed with cotton balls, at all? Any other symptoms?

Feel better :(

—Yu

(The letter tucks itself into the paper clip with the others.)