#c: thea

[sols-actual-main-blog]

✨Verfluchtes Land but make it DnD✨

[Thea: human, Oath of Devotion Paladin]

[Makarius: wood elf, Wild Magic Sorcerer]

[Alexander: lightfoot halfling, College of Lore Bard]

[Falk: tiefling, School of Transmutation Wizard]

[Nadia: drow, Mastermind Rogue]

[honeysmokedham]

Nora!!! are you back???? I had my notifications on. I made you another meatloaf! I put extra meat in it!

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[sebcox]

Puente w/ @martinthea

Sebastian decided to sneak out of the Franklin Institute party and head to Puente. His mother seemed to be heading to the diner with her friends and he told her he would be back to pick them up so for now he could have a little fun. Heading into the night club, Sebastian wasn't expecting much but he had been hoping to see Thea. They briefly made eye contact at the Franklin Institute and he felt a little weird for not heading over to talk to her like he normally would given any other situation. However, being around his mother had always made him far more cautious. So as he headed to the bar and grabbed a beer, Sebastian was glad that Thea was indeed there on the other side chatting with some friends. Making his way over, Sebastian slid into the open spot beside her, "Has cupid been kind to you tonight?"

[dragon-swords-prophecies]

Writing Excerpt: Enna's Prequel

In honor of the 2/3s winner of the poll I made last night, here's something I wrote last week.

(The winner was ''Anne gets rescued by a group of assorted sapphic women'')

Word Count: 1,227 Tw/cw: Blood/human sacrifice, murder, referenced death, the protaganist being afraid that someone close to them might die, fighting, weapons, blood. I think that's it, let me know if I missed anything else. Context: Anne got kidnapped by a necromancer (Eleanor) who wants to use her (and enna) as the sacrifice(s) to kickstart a summoning ritual. She wants to use them because of who their dad is (loosely an angel (if you know d&d they're assimar)) and the magic that gives them. This is the scene of Effie, Enna, Thea, and Lauralei all going to rescue her, because none of them want her dead or an eldritch being trying to kill them all. Effie is Anne's girlfriend/partner/future wife, Lauralei & Thea are her friends, & Enna is her twin sister.

At the bottom of four layers of catacombs was a secret trapdoor, guarded by a man named Barnabus. Now, he was dead. Enna pushed the door open and descended down the flight of stairs beyond it. She wasn’t expecting what was at their bottom.

In the center of the room was a carved stone circle. It was detailed with hundreds, if not thousands, of symbols and phrases that Enna could never hope to understand. At one side of it, placing half melted candles into worn grooves, was an auburn haired woman. She was taller than Enna by at least a foot and everything about her screamed two things. She was a necromancer, and she was rich.

Her dress was ebony black and made of fine, heavy cloth. It was the kind of fabric that it would cost a hundred gold just to get wax out of, but here she stood, wax dripping past her skirt. Her hair was braided into a crown, and at the top there was a hair comb. It had a blood red ruby in its center, and the rest of it was gold. Her make up was flawless, and her skin the color of clouds.

Chained against the wall was a woman who could have been Enna herself. She was small; slightly built to begin with and months of near starvation having taken their toll. Her hair was limp, her cheeks hollow and her eyes half closed. Her ankles and both her wrists were shackled, and one arm was bent in a way that no one’s should be. The only thing that told her Anne was alive was the twin pulse beating alongside her own and the slow rise and fall of her chest.

“Oh, excellent, you’ve made it just in time for the main spectacle,” she said, her voice filled with a malice that contained far too much glee for Enna to be comfortable with. Her voice was smooth—like velvet. “I would so hate for you to miss it,” Eleanor continued.

“What are you doing to her,” demanded Enna, feeling a short figure push against her back and knowing that Effie was behind her on the stairs.

“Oh,” laughed Eleanor, “Nothing I wouldn’t do to you. I was hoping I would get to kill all three of you, but,” —and here her voice took on a darker turn— “Zenderian killed the boy before I got the chance. Pity, that, but no matter. The two of you combined will be plenty strong enough for what is needed. Who knows, there might even be leftovers!” She giggled.

Enna let the arrow fly.

The giggling cut off abruptly. Suspended in the air in front of Eleanor’s throat was the arrow. It floated in space, bobbing gently in a nonexistent breeze. She reached up and plucked it out of the air like she was plucking a raspberry off a bush. “A steel tipped arrow. How… quaint.” Her lip curled, and she flung it to one side. It clattered against the flagstones.

Effie moved to Enna’s side, where she had a clear view of the room. She drew a vial from her belt, and hefted it in her hand as if to chuck it at Eleanor. Then she looked at Anne, and how close the two women were, and she lowered it.

“That’s right, little gnome. Just surrender now, and everything will be perfectly fine.”

“No! It won’t be! It isn't! You’re trying to kill my partner, who I love very much and would like to not be sacrificed for the birth of an eldritch demon.”

Eleanor stood to her full height as Effie withdrew a small crossbow from her back and two more figures moved past Enna to flank her and Effie. She drew a long and wickedly curved knife from her belt. It’s handle was worn, and the iron blade was sharp enough to gleam in the half-light.

“Oh, darling,” she purred. “Birth? No, this is just waking them up. They’ve existed for a long, long time.” She raised the knife behind her.

Effie hissed. “Fuck. You.” She pulled the trigger on the crossbow, watching as a pair of bolts fired straight for her.

Sure, she couldn’t use her potions. But that didn’t mean Effie was defenseless. She was a damn sight with a crossbow, and this one she had modified herself. The bolts weren’t steel, not completely. Copper did not, as a rule, mix particularly well with magic. It was practically impervious to it, which made it a very good weapon against spellcasters. In this case, necromancers.

Effie’s bolts shot, one and then another, cutting Eleanor off mid monologue. The first missed. It landed in the mortar of the wall behind Eleanor. The other didn’t. It flew straight into her upper arm and buried itself there. Eleanor screeched, and raised the knife with her uninjured arm. With the point she drew a careful line down Anne’s chest. The cut was shallow; about six inches long. It began at her throat. Blood began to bead along the edges, and slowly drip into the carvings below. It began to spread out in the carved circle. Eleanor began to smile. It was cold, and cruel, and the most terrifying thing Enna had ever seen in her life.

She didn’t know what scarred her more: Eleanor’s smile, or the fact that Anne didn’t react to the cut at all. The only sound she made was the slow ‘huff’ of her breathing, barely audible over the noise. At the same time, footsteps all at once began in the corridor to the left and immediately got louder. Temerity and Geir emerged from the archway. They were both armed to the teeth.

“Fuck,” said Lauralei, eloquently.

“You three deal with them,” said Thea. “I’ll get Anne.”

They nodded. Enna looked at Lauralei. “Make her feel it, will you?”

“Oh, she will,” said Lauralei grimly.

Just like that, the battle began. Enna dropped her bow and drew two of her daggers. She locked eyes with Temerity. The assassin drew her own blades.

“Fair fight?” she offered.

“Fair fight. No magic.”

“No bows,” countered Temerity. The two women circled each other.

“Fine. Three knives?”

“Don’t press your luck, Enna.”

“Alright. No bow, no magic. Agreed?”

“No magic, no bow,” said Temerity, and made the first move.

We must here pause in our narrative to clarify three things. One (1): Temerity was first and foremost an assassin. Her targets never saw her coming. Having one who could was throwing her off. That didn’t mean she was a shoddy fighter in the open—quite the opposite, in fact—but it did mean that just for the next few seconds, Enna had the upper hand.

Two (2): Temerity fought dirty.

Three (3): So did Enna.

[chasseurdeloup]

@notstinky replied to your post “[pm] Hello Mr. Animal Control Officer man. I found...”:

[pm] Okay, Mr. Kaden Animal Control Officer Man. Really? What if it was made out of diamonds? Not that I could afford that...but like what if? [user is sweating] I need it for a party. A cage...party.

​[pm] I mean they cut diamonds so you have to be able to destroy it somehow. And pretty sure they don't make diamond cages.

Also pretty sure that if it's a cage party, you don't need the cages to be functional. In fact, I'd think you'd want them to be destructible in case someone does something stupid. Look, I see a lot of weird shit in this town. It's hard to shock me at this point. I promise you can tell me the truth even if it sounds damn near unbelievable.

[calebcresswell]

“Got any time to spend with your favorite brother? I even brought you some churros if you needed some convincing,” Caleb chuckled softly, holding out the paper cone with the fried dough inside. “Have you been having a good time? I think I saw a dunk tank earlier and I’m kind of surprised you haven’t figured out a way to get me to participate in that.”

@theacresswell

[genericmuses]

🐈 [ HOPE ] liked for a starter (Thea)

“Do you have any more of that? I’m working on a spell.” 

@trimorfaloc​

[ingridhagen]

“Is this guy bothering you?” Ingrid came up to the other, overhearing the conversation. She hadn’t been eavesdropping intentionally, but it got to a point where it was too loud for her to ignore. “I’m sure you’re more than capable of handling this situation on your own but I just thought I’d make sure.”

@theacresswell

[sols-actual-main-blog]

Verfluchtes Land gang

(left to right: Thea, Makarius, Falk, Nadia, Alexander)

show me your character art!! :3

[willcwpicquery]

“I was so worried about the music selection at this thing,” Willow admitted as she and Thea twist and spun around the dance floor. “They really popped off though! Do you think it was all preapproved or the DJ’s just going with what they’re feeling? I need to tell them they’re absolutely killing it tonight.”

@theacresswell

[sols-actual-main-blog]

this is the whole piece btw, it's all the characters as teenagers

[honeysmokedham]

@notstinky

Um. Sorry. Useful for what?

Something, probably. I don't know yet. Breaking and entering to locations with more undead? Finding other monsters? Maybe making a blood pact?

[fearhims3lf]

You? Catch me? Nah...

Oh, yeah. There's alcohol in the potatoes too. And now there's also a separate hacker putting in evil files into your computer in a place you'll never find them. Now you have two hackers. Your password was too easy.

Cyndi Lauper would applaud my crimes. I'll contact her right now.

Why not? Because the justice system is flawed and ineffective? Maybe I'll catch you. Like Batman!

You did not hack me. I'm smarter than that. [user is currently running her virus detection]. Oh...wait but that sounds kinda good? Dehydrated potatoes have served as a reliable food source for thousands of years, actually. And in the 60s, it was introduced commercially. You would just be adding more nutrition to my meals? So, uh, thanks? Is that what you meant to do? If you were being evil you would want to add a a source of "empty calories" like alcohol.

Don't invoke Cyndi Lauper to condone your crimes! You shouldn't be hurting people!

[sebcox]

Abyssinia ; University City w/ @martinthea

Truth be told, Sebastian wasn't worried about Thea ghosting him when he asked her on a second date. She often seemed torn between being annoyed and entertained by him and if Sebastian knew anything about entertainment, it was that even if it was bad you always kept going back to what kept you amused. Given that, he had been running a bit late to the restaurant and after texting Thea as much, he finally showed up ten minutes later. "Boy do I have an excuse for you..." He began with a charming enough smile as he sat down across from Thea, "But before I get into that, you look..." He paused for a moment, eyes giving her a quick once over before he settled on a term, "Absolutely stunning." While Sebastian still wasn't quite sure if this was a real date or not, all he did know for certain was that he seemed to have fun with Thea and that's all he really needed these days, a little fun. "Alright, now you're supposed to tell me how great I look too," he added on with a playful grin, mostly joking, "Anyway, I had some car troubles. Did you know you're supposed to get an oil change after three-thousand miles? Because I sure as shit didn't."

[chasseurdeloup]

[pm] Hello Mr. Animal Control Officer man. I found your blog because I searched for it. I was wondering if you knew of any heavy duty indestructible giant cages I could buy? Maybe something that can be opened on the inside by a human if a human were to be inside of it somehow? THIS IS NOT FOR WEIRD REASONS. I have totally normal reasons for this. Thanks in advance! - Thea

[pm] Hi Thea. I usually go by Kaden instead of Mr. Animal Control Officer man, for the record. Anyway, I don't think there's such a thing as an indestructible cage. Most things are some kind of destructible.

You don't plan on locking someone up in one, do you? Cause it sort of sounds like you do. That or you're trying to hide a really big animal. Want to tell me a little more about what's going on?

[charliewatscn]

💫 - our muses see a shooting star

“Wow,” Charlie breathed, completely awestruck by the sight in the sky. “The only other time I’ve ever seen one was when I was really little,” she admitted, looking over to Thea with a smile. “Are you going to make a wish?”

@theacresswell