#c: Evelyn

[swimmingsirenindierp]

open: anyone 25+ muse: Evelyn, 50, She/Her,  Bisexual/Polyamorous, Romance Author/Bookshop Owner.

Evelyn tapped her pen against her notebook, trying desperately to will the writers block from her mind. The shop was fairly quiet today, when she head the chime of the front door she peered up with a warm smile. "Well hello, welcome in." She greeted them as she stood up from the counter. "Anything you need help finding?" She said pushing aside her blank notes, hoping for a distraction.

[spacejams]

[piperwilkinscn]

"Evie, hi!" she greeted the woman warmly when she'd run into her by chance. "I was just going to grab myself a coffee. Do you have the time to join me? I'd love the company."

@evelynmoon

[stellamacmillanbcnes]

🎆 - our muses get ready for/watch the fireworks together

"Follow me– I know a place where we can get a fantastic view," Stella beckoned the redhead to follow her, reaching out to take her hand so they didn't lose each other in the crowd. "There's a lookout just up here," she explained, leading her along to the spot she had in mind.

@evelynmoon

[emersonxcassidy]

closed @evelynshq

where - literally walking around u pick

Emerson had an afternoon off from work and with the weather nice she decided to walk the boardwalk along the beach for a bit before thinking she'd maybe get some coffee or a pastry or something, she hadn't quite decided yet, but she didn't mind walking around aimlessly, more than content to just feel the sun on her skin and people watch. As she did though, a familiar face caught her eye and she tilted her head a bit, a little smile pulling onto her face as she moved a bit faster, got a bit closer. "Evie?"

[silvcrignis]

Gemini De Vil, Carlos De Vil & Evie Grimhilde hearing there’s a nerd fight amongst nerds that aren’t them but it’s not in Auradon:

[stellamacmillanbcnes]

"I suppose it's been family tradition for so long that it's become second nature for us in a way," Stella considered. "We're lucky it always seems to work out. We just really love collaborating on the costumes though. Although choosing doesn't go without its own little arguments of course."

"Do you know, it's come around so fast this year I have no idea what I'm going to be. You know I always enjoy doing something a little more out there that no one is expecting. Something that plays to my artistry. I am always impressed at how you and your siblings always seem to appear to be able to make a singular theme fit all of you in your own unique ways."

[theameliaxevans]

closed - @evelynshq

where - driftwood coffee

Seeing a familiar face, Amelia rushed over, books held to her chest and headphone cords dangling around her neck as she easily just slid into the empty chair across from the other girl. "Hey. If I buy you a coffee and like a pastry or some shit, can you let me copy your notes from the last few days? Please? I'll make it two pastries if you wanna just 'help' me with this open-book test due the end of the week."

[invsiblestrings]

just an Evie head canon:

When the Fairfax patriarch left the family, none of them ever had any further contact with him. Except that when Evelyn became a cop, she used her resources to track him down and actually knows a good deal about him, but she never shares any of that with her mom or siblings for fear of upsetting them.

[piperwilkinscn]

"How do you always come up with some of the most unique looks? Not something I'd have thought of but there's something hauntingly gorgeous about it," Piper commented as she admired Evelyn's look for the evening.

@evelynmoon

[stellamacmillanbcnes]

"I'm glad you came," Stella admitted when she wasn't left on the corner alone for very long, a familiar shock of red hair coming into view. "Not that I didn't think you weren't going to but well, I figured you'd have other plans," she added before embracing Evie once she was closer.

@evelynmoon

[weirdlookindog]

Lon Chaney Jr. and Evelyn Ankers in The Ghost of Frankenstein (1942)

[silvcrignis]

This will always be the most hilarious way to reference how abnormally tall Claude is like Evie is so fucking offended & Gem is TERRIFIED

[fadewalking]

"Ah, of course, Evelyn." He nodded politely, taking the seat across from her. Folding his hands neatly on the table, he felt his nerves begin to settle. "Certainly, conditions are less than ideal, though I admit I’m quite fascinated by what Rook communicated to me—something about a haunting?"

The activity of the elven gods had been centered primarily in the North, but he knew their machinations would inevitably affect the whole of Thedas—likely, he theorized, even across the entire world. Not that every anomalous haunting was necessarily connected to the gods, of course; a Watcher’s work was constant even in the best of circumstances. Still, the timing of any new and particularly stubborn entities wreaking havoc deserved careful scrutiny.

"It is the sworn duty of the Mourn Watch to protect the Necropolis, but aberrant spirits or the use of forbidden necromancy also fall under our jurisdiction—especially in times like these. And," he added with a faint smile, "any friend of Harding’s is certain to find a friend in me as well."

She had been assured the anonymity afforded her in a city as big ( and crowded ) as Minrathous was worth any discomfort she may have felt. Having lived and worked so long in Skyhold, she felt a grounded sort of solace there nestled in the heart of the Frostbacks. Strategically untouchable, surrounded by tall curtain walls and protected by a great bridge that dropped down into the snowy chasm. Here in the city she feels unmoored, vulnerable. Everything that made her The Inquisitor had been well and truly stripped from her. She is entirely in the hands of Rook, Dorian, and what remains of the Shadow Dragons. It had taken a good amount of courage to call for Professor Volkarin's aid at all — busy as he must be aiding in Rook's endeavors. Her own arcane experts had long since found other priorities: Dorian with reclaiming his homeland from the rot of the Venatori, Dagna delving deep into the truth of the Titans. But seeing him approach, stately in Nevarran raiment, allays her anxiety a bit. She stands to greet him, swipes the front of her trousers of invisible dust before offering her remaining warm hand in greeting.

“Evelyn, if you please. The Inquisitor has few friends in Tevinter, as one would imagine.” A self-deprecating smile as she sweeps her hand toward the empty chair across from her. “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Professor. I wish we were meeting under better circumstances.”

[invsiblestrings]

[likeafantasy]

DEXTER REWATCH — 8.04 SCAR TISSUE There are countless ways to inflict physical trauma on the human body, and sometimes the deadliest wounds are the ones we barely see.