#golden athalia

[cdragons]

From the Beginning - A Persephone!Eternal Reader & Hecate!Eternal Reader Drabble

Pairings: Persephone!Eternal Reader & Hecate!Eternal Reader, ft. Sephia x Ikaris, and Kaetlyn x Druig Word Count: 1.1k Summary: A lil' drabble idea to show how it all started for our favorite thinker and fighter, and how they would soon change everything for everyone. Warning(s): none it's so fluffy Notes: Once again, thank you to the most wonderful beta reader a new fanfic writer can ask for in the history of everything, @valeskafics! She is an incredibly kind and patient human and one of the best and most incredible fanfic writers for HOTD, GOT, and the Ewanverse on Tumblr! If you love any of Ewan Mitchell's works or are a fan of GOT/HOTD, I highly recommend checking her blog out! You will not regret it! Also, the BIGGEST thank you and shout of love to @ethereal-athalia, my good man in the storm, I have never clicked so well with someone on this platform when it came to crazy ideas, and thanks to her, I can write out my ideas and share them on this site! If you want to read more from this AU, please click on this masterlist!

“It is time,” were the first words uttered that would mark the beginning of a mission that would change their lives forever. Long gone were their lives on their home planet, Olympia. Now, their only priority was their mission on the planet Earth.  

Twelve individuals stood from their seats and made their way to their positions that marked their roles in humanity’s growth. Six on one side, and six on the other.  

Six Eternals would serve as “fighters,” protecting humanity from the hideous creatures that threatened their feeble existence known as “Deviants.”  

The other six would take on their roles as “thinkers,” guiding humanity to evolve in their intelligence so that they would be able to create wonders without assistance.  

But regardless, “thinker” or “fighter,” each Eternal was blessed with abilities that would play an integral role for their mission. Each Eternal stood in their place, golden streams of celestial energy encompassed their bodies as they could now wear the armor that marked their Olympian origins and culture.  

With their bodies equipped, and minds ready, each Eternal made their way to gaze out from the many windows that their starship, the Domo, was built with in preparation for their travel.  

As each Eternal introduced themselves to one another, hoping to gain common ground with the team to settle rattled nerves, only two individuals had no need for introduction. 

As one Eternal gazed out the Domo - bereft at the sight of the planet where her new life would begin – she wondered if Earth would ever be home the way Olympia had been to her despite her having no true memory of it. She wondered if her abilities would prove useful, and she was worried that she would be incapable of making any friends. Luckily, that fear would be one that would pass very, very soon. 

“Sephia!” 

Her name was all she heard before arms encased by iridescently dark blue with pearly ivory entwining into celestial bodies that wrapped around her nimble but powerful form. A wide smile grew as she registered the familiarity of the voice.  

It was Kaetlyn, her very best friend.  

Instant relief filled her body as she shifted her body to return the hug. Sephia’s joy knew no bounds as she realized that she would at least be in the company of one of the greatest warriors Olympia had ever produced. But even without her arrows, Kaetlyn was the best person Sephia could think of for as long as she remembered. The fact that she left her home and was aboard with too many strangers no longer mattered to her. So long as her beloved Kaet was by her side, Sephia would get through anything that came her way. It was if their bond was testified and bound by the stars themselves. 

“Aren’t you so excited? Look at it! It’s so beautiful! I wonder what sites we’ll see!”  

As Kaetlyn’s curiosity grew, so did her excitement. Her voice could hardly contain the sheer ecstaticity that was flowing throughout her entire body. The next words that escape her would mark the shadow archer’s true intentions.  

“Think of all the adventures we’ll have,” she whispered out so that only Sephia would be able to hear her, “The stories we’ll be able to tell!”  

If Kaetlyn was known for anything besides her skills in combat, it was her insatiable curiosity. For as long as Sephia had known her, Kaetlyn was never ever satisfied with only knowing whatever she currently knew. She always wanted to know MORE. Sephia smiled at a memory of Kaet once explaining to her that it was her solemn oath that she would never EVER be satisfied with only what anyone gave her, and that she’d always find her way to learn more. That oath felt like it was from a lifetime ago. 

These words were from another lifetime, in more ways than one. But that will come to light at another time. 

But despite Kaetlyn’s contagious excitement, dread began to course through Sephia’s veins. As her nerves began to eat at her, Sephia couldn’t help but pick at her fingers. A horrible habit that would always result in inflamed tissue, bleeding, and ugly scars.  

“I’m scared,” she timidly replied, eyes turned away so that she wouldn’t let her friend see her cowardice. “What if the life forms on this planet are horrible? What if they are beyond help?” As Sephia continued to list her concerns, Kaetlyn understood that it wasn’t the fear of others that terrified Sephia, it was the idea that she would be of no use to Arishem’s grand design. 

“It will be alright Seph,” Kaet declared in a tone that filled herself with confidence and Sephia with reassurance, “After all, as long as we’re together, nothing will be too terrible.” 

“…I suppose that’s true,” Sephia let herself agree to her most trusted companion’s advice, but her heart was still heavy with anxiety. 

Very softly, she dared ask the most stupid question that ever left her mouth. 

“Will we always be together?” 

Kaetlyn looked at her most cherished friend with so much warmth in her eyes that it was as if all the most beautiful things in the universe were born into the very person in front of her.  

“Sephie,” she began with love in her voice and stars in her eyes as she leaned forward to press their foreheads together, “As if you even need to ask.” 

Unbeknownst to either of the girls, two men from opposite sides of the room gazed at the loving embrace with curious eyes.  

One came from Ikaris, a fighter gifted with the ability to fly and emit optic beams of celestial energy, as well as a commanding figure and attitude. His watch was fixed on the beautiful Eternal, with flowing blush fabric draped across her lovely figure as strategically placed brass armor hinted at the curves of her physique. He could not stop staring at her, despite the impossibly lovely Sersi that stood beside him at that very moment. 

The other came from Druig, a thinker who was known across Olympia for his telepathic abilities, along with his quick wit and surly demeanor. But all somber thoughts came to a halt at the sight of the slim figure, who after donning her armor, disappeared into the shadows of the room. Only to reappear to embrace her friend with so much delight, it surprised him.  

Two very different individuals, but both somehow staring at the sight before them for so long, that it would set in motion the events that would be all four individuals’ joy, as well as their end. 

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[sunshineandviolets]

My Golden MCs - Updated Version !

Chandrika Griffiths (they/them) ♡ 5'10. ♡ Psychology. ♡ Boxing. ♡ Athalia.

Crystal Sharma (she/her) ♡ 5'3. ♡ Sociology. ♡ Photography. ♡ Blaire.

Raini Monique (she/her) ♡ 5'0. ♡ Law. ♡ Fashion Design. ♡ Phoebe.

Noah Schneider (he/him) ♡ 6'2. ♡ Nursing. ♡ Music. ♡ Kaiden

[Full Portraits cut under neath !]

[sohmiya]

oc tag game

thank you @sussoro for tagging me!! this was so fun 🩷 tagging @wayhavenots @pierceaugust + anyone who wants to do it!! no pressure <3

FAVOURITE OC: emory chan from merry crisis. also because the qiu brainrot is currently taking over my entire being but yeah. despite the pride emory feels in making her dream as a musician happen, she carries the guilt from knowing it’s not exactly what her parents want for her. she’s the typical eldest daughter who acts as a third parent. another favorite is maya quimby from golden. i wrote a whole list of facts about her a while back so idk what else to say but that’s My Girl. she’s so so special to me <3

NEWEST OC: althea solis from take two. she’s vv underdeveloped right now but in the take two universe, she’s an only child. in an au, she has an older sister named athalia <3

OLDEST OC: sutton hart from midnight hours. before she became an iaos hunter, she was a detective in wayhaven. she’s very ambitious and curious. she’s definitely one of those people who have bucket lists and actually plans to do the things on her list. she felt like wayhaven is too small for her dreams so she left and now she’s in new york

MEANEST OC: cloe hoffman from infamous. idk if i should call her mean but she’s bratty and she complains a lot LMAO literally orion’s nightmare. cloe loves the spotlight and isn’t too bothered being part of the drama as long as attention is on her. because bad publicity is still publicity 🤷🏻‍♀️ she hasn’t done much self-reflection so she’s not yet aware that it stems from her parents not giving her enough attention when she was young. i think once she gains enough self-awareness, she’ll realize that it’s actually her thinking “they didn’t notice me when i was a good kid. maybe they’ll notice me now”

SOFTEST OC: piper ellis from midnight hours. another former detective from wayhaven. she’s a huge disney fan. she keeps tickets (plane, concerts, movies, amusement parks, etc) and pins them on a cork board alongside polaroid pictures. she’s introverted, soft spoken and sooo shy. she’s so easily flustered that she makes nikolas look like the biggest flirt 😭 also kirsten adler from golden. she’s sentimental and timid but less introverted than piper. she’s just self-conscious because she knows that one wrong move and the media will twist it into something that can ruin her dad’s image. she talks nonstop once you bring up something she’s extremely passionate about <3

MOST ALOOF/STANDOFFISH OC: lira kinsley from golden. she’s not a snob but she’s tired of people buttering her up for connections. when she’s moody, she straight up tells the person “my dad’s right there.” she’s selective of who she lets in to her social circle

DUMBEST (AFFECTIONATE) OC: riley cromwell from college tennis. she’s not dumb but clown blood flows in her veins <3 she can be unapologetically cringe lololol one dumb thing i’d say she does is barely controlling her junk food intake and justifying it with “i play tennis a lot. it’s fine”

SMARTEST OC: annika munroe from arcadia city. not because she’s a genius whatsoever. she just reads a lot and constantly tries to stay informed. also because she loves it when people argue with her and the looks on their faces when she ends up being right. she used to be one of my wayhaven detectives as well.

OC I’D BE FRIENDS WITH: sutton. but also because i can put her in any if i play and she’ll end up being friends with someone there 😭 she’s loving, nurturing and thoughtful and she’s very expressive about it. i think it’s also due to having dated immortals (first, nate. now, kian. she likes old men ig) that really put into perspective how short her life is and how quickly time passes. she’s trying to learn how to not overextend herself but sometimes she just can’t help it. being affectionate comes naturally for her

[milaswriting]

so i've got Must Talk About OCs disease and it's terminal, so i hope it's okay if i tell you a bit about my Golden MC! his name is William Van Hassel. he's about average height with blond hair and dark brown eyes, and i like to imagine him with glasses. Will is a nursing student and does photography on the side. he's a friendly guy and gets on well with his mum, but not really at all with his dad. he took Phoebe to the ball and they've been hitting it off well, but Blaze is also there and is also very cute they just haven't interacted as often. Athalia and Kaiden are a little intimidating, but they're friends of his friends so they're his friends too (he's trying to say that about jordan's friend/his ex Tristan- we'll see how that works). i can't wait to see where you take him next! thanks for the game!

Ohh, this is super cool! I always love knowing about people’s ocs, backstories and how they interact with characters. Thank you for sharing, can’t wait to bring the next update to you!

[ugurcifdaloz]

NICHE SERİSİ MONALISA (BLACK OPIUM NUIT BLANCHE) MADAM THE ROMAN NIGHT (BVLGARI GOLDEA ABSOLUTE) MADAM AMOUR (TIZIANA TERENZI TYL ABSOLUTE) MAD MADAM (MODERN MUSE VEYA YVES ROCHER EVIDENCE) HOT PASSION (CREED AVENTUS) BY BRUNO DETOX (TIZIANA TERENZI DELOX) NARCOTIC (EX NIHILO FLEUR NARCOTIC) NO:47 (TIZIANA TERENZI SIRRAH) BY BRUNO CASANOVA (TIZIANA TERENZI CASANOVA) MAD ABSOLUTELY (MODERN MUSE NOIT) TRONO (PARFUM DE MARLEY LAYTON) BY BRUNO GOLD (TIZIANA TERENZI KIRKE) OUD 1 MALAKİ (CHOPARD OD MALAKİ) OUD 2 SATEEN (KURKDJIAN OUD MOOD) OUD 3 WONDERWOOD (COMME DES GARCONS) ROUGE NIGHT (SOSPIRO ERBA PURA) ROUGE EMPRESSA (PENGALIGON'S EMPRESSA) LOVE ME (KILLIAN LOVE DONT BE SHY) M.101 (EQUSESTRIAN 01) M.102 (EQUSESTRIAN 02) MAD ROUGE (KURKDIJAN BACCARAT ROUGE 540) BY BRUNO EXOTIC (KURKDIJIAN AMYRIS HOMME) MAD MAN (CREE D SILVER MOINTAIN) CHARISMA 1881 (XERJOFF MEFISTO) SECRET NIGHT (PARFUM DE MARLEY ATHALIA) SWEET BOUQUET (DELINA) INVITING (YSL SUPREME BOUQUET) DIVINE DESIRE (JEAN PAUL LA BELLE) INSPIRATION (CREED SPRING FLOWER) MAD PREVAIL (MEMO MARFA) MAD SENSE (XERJOFF APOLLANIA) MAD AFFECT (INTIO SIDE EFFECT) DEPENDENCE (TOM FORD BITTER PEACH) DIVINE TOUGH (JEAN PAUL LE BEAU) DIVERSE EXPLORATION (MEMO ITALIAN LEATHER) MAD PERA (MAD SPECIAL) MAD EGO (XERJOFF MORE THAN WORDS) MAD GUMIN (TIZIANA TERENZI GUMIN) BRUNO GOLD INTENSE (MAD SPECIAL) MAD SHAH (MAD SPECIAL WHISKEY) MAD DESERTO (KALEMAT ARABIAN OUD) MAD GRANDE NOTTE (FRANSIS KURKDJIAN GRAND SOIR) MAD FORZA (XERJOFF ALEXSANDRIA II) MAD OPUS (AJMAL AMBER WOOD) MAD GOLDEN GLORY (GUARLAIN IDDYLE) MAD GOLDEN SOUL (ARMANI PRIVE ROUGE) MAD GOLDEN FEEL (LANCOME OUD BOUQUET) MAD GOLDEN AGE (SOSPIRO ACCENTO) MAD LADY (FREDERIC MALLE PORTRAIT OF LADY) MAD MARE (ORTO PARISI MEGAMARE) MAD OUD SUPREME (MAD SPECIAL) MAD DEVIL'S TRICK (DEVIL'S INTRIGUE)

[adam-memeleri]

“Athalia doesn’t say a word, instead she grumbles as she looks me over for only a moment.”

[callmebeem]

pov: your project partner looks like they want to kill you and you’re kinda into it

Athalia Dempsey from Golden by @milaswriting

[ariondevereux]

male ros from golden by @milaswriting

asher dempsey, blaze holden, kaidan de la renta, phoenix martens

[cdragons]

Fashion Mistakes

Pairings: Ikaris x Persephone!Eternal!Reader (Sephia) and Druig x Hecate!Eternal!Reader (Kaetlyn) Words: ~2.5 k Summary: Sephia needs a wardrobe upgrade, and Sersi is as much as a menace as Kaet sometimes Warning: Probably very inaccurate descriptions of historical fashion trends, Sersi is a 10/10 shipper, Kaety is dramatic AF, Druig is an unbothered king Notes: This drabble was inspired by a scene in 27 dresses, if you know you know. Please reblog and like and comment! Shoutout to @ethereal-athalia & @valeskafics for being the most supportive people on this platform!

You loved your sisters. But there were times where the two of them could be a bit…much, especially when they worked together. This was evident by how the two Eternals razed through her closet to sort out her clothes to decide which were to be kept, and which would be discarded. Every piece of furniture or tile on the floor was covered in an array of textiles and patterns as if a hurricane ran through a fabric store.

“Is this really necessary?” you groaned out.

“Yes,” came the two voices in unison.

“Don’t I at least get a say in what I get to keep?”

“No.”

“Can you the two of you at least look at me before you throw everything away?”

“Can’t.” “In the zone.”

“Druig?” you looked over to her brother-in-law for help, hoping that he could maybe talk his wife down. “Do you think you could maybe help me out here?”

The mind-controller Eternal was watching the same scene as his distressed sister, only with a much more amused gaze. He looked extremely out of place in the sea of colors in his ensemble of handmade cotton shirt layers with dark blue linen pants. The only accessories he donned were the ebony wood beaded bracelet Kaety commissioned for him over 500 years ago, along with the golden ring he wore on a chain from their private wedding.

“Unfortunately, Sephia,” he began, “I’m afraid that you’re unable to convince my angel, I won’t be much more help. But you are more than welcome to keep trying. Perhaps in your success, you may convince her to spare me a glance. As much as I adore time spent with our daughters, I feel a bit defenseless on my own.”

It was only when Kaety heard her husband’s little quip that she broke her concentration. She pouted her lips to show her displeasure, but only for a short moment before she crossed the room to embrace the man she’s loved for her entire lifetime. The pure love and adoration that shone in the pair’s eyes made it feel like you were the one intruding on a private moment than the other three in your own room. It baffled you sometimes to witness the pair’s love. It often left you wondering if you would ever be able to have a love and bond as strong as theirs in your future. But after living for over seven millennium, you knew that the odds were not in your favor.

“Feeling lonely, my love?” she asked so sweetly. “How cruel of me to neglect you in favor of someone else.” You rolled her eyes at her best friend’s facetious pity, Kaety loved teasing her husband almost as much as Druig loved teasing her. There truly weren’t two souls more meant for one another than the other.

Sometimes the site of their tender smiles and private laughs made your heart feel a bit heavy, since it hasn’t been long since you realized your own longings for love, especially towards a certain man with silver streaks and blue eyes.

“Sephia is right though,” commented Sersi, “we’re going to need more people to help out if we’re going to sort through this mess out. Are you sure Phastos can’t come?”

“It’s not so much he can’t, but more that he won’t.” Kaety explained whilst still locked in Druig’s embrace as he laid small kisses across her face. “He’s still insisting that the last time he was here, some of the ghosts latched on to him and took residence in his house when he got back.”

“And that claim would be completely out the question, why?” you quizzically asked with one eyebrow raised.

“Because they weren’t ghosts.” Kaetlyn stated in a matter-of-factly tone. “They were hobgoblins. And it’s not like they caused any trouble anyway! Ben and Jack didn’t even notice anything.”

“I still can’t believe that you managed to convince Phastos to let you babysit Jack. How do you explain it to Jack when he sees you do magic, or whenever the twins see something that he can’t?” Sersi asked as she continued to sort through the closet to see what else needed to be discarded.

“Oh come on! You make it sound like I’m incapable of not using magic for everything! I am more than able to not use it for a couple of hours, and the twins are still at an age when they point at something, we can just say it’s their imagination at work. Isn’t that right, my beloved?”

“Of course, my angel,” replied Druig, “but in the defense of our friend, our girls picked up on your tendency to pick up scary strays. Especially the kind who happen to have sharp teeth and a taste for humans.” His aquamarine eyes gleamed in mirth at his wife’s pout.

“How can you say that?!” Kaetlyn exclaimed indignantly as she lightly shoved his shoulder. “You make them sound as if they are no different from deviants, when they are far more adorable and lovable!”

“Only those with your blood will find such creatures ‘lovable,’” remarked your husband who would soothe your piecing gaze with a graze of his lips on your cheek, “my beautiful, beautiful Kaetlyn, Mother of Witches and Monsters indeed.” His last words whispered out so softly as he leaned in to kiss his beautiful wife, a kiss she eagerly reciprocated.

“Alright you two, let’s focus on the task at hand,” Sersi interjected the lovers’ quarrel, “so Phastos is out of the question in terms of helping?”

“Probably for the best anyway,” you confirmed, “Kaety still insists that his style is too much of a homebody.”

“Anyone who owns that many cardigans and sweater vests is already mentally prepared to be placed in a home.”

“But thankfully for us,” Sersi added on with a little gleam in her eyes, “I had enough foresight to predict our issue and already invited someone here to help us.”  

“Please tell me you didn’t invite Kingo,” pleaded Druig, “I don’t think I can handle another one of those ‘tea parties’ he and Laoise and Aisling insist on putting on every time he visits.”

“No, it’s not Kingo,” placated Sersi, “but he should be here at any moment.”

She had that look in her eye that matched Kaetlyn whenever she came up with another one of her “ingenious” ideas.

“Um, he?” asked Kaety. “Whomst is this ‘he’?”

And like a stroke of magic, a knock broke them out of their conversation. And four pairs of eyes locked at the sight of a single man with a silver streak in his hair and devastatingly beautiful blue eyes that stood with so much self-importance you could choke on it five miles out.

“Judging by the look in your eyes,” he stated to break the shocked silence, “I can assume that I wasn’t expected to be here?” Whatever he was about to say next died in his throat at the sight of Sephia. The overloading smugness in his eyes softened to awestruck adoration when he took in the love of his life.

Here you stood, healthy and beaming, so different from the pale and tired figure that he had to come to terms with for the past 400 years. Here was Sephia, his Sephia, lively and standing and in good health. You weren't wearing the drab and shapeless dark blue and light gray garments that hid her sinful figure from the crowd. You instead wore a pair of dark blue wash flared jeans, along with a square neckline white floral patterned peasant blouse, paired with antique statement rings and delicate necklace. It was as if you was brought straight from an issue of Vogue in the seventies.

“Ikaris,” you whispered.

“Stars,” he thought, “even her voice no longer sounds as strained.”

Thanos ruined plenty of lives, made a mockery of the Avengers, and wasted 7000 years of hard labor in postponing Tiamut’s emergence with just a single snap of his fingers. But in Ikaris’ mind, all of that was justified if it meant he got to see his flower blooming in all of her rarity, as opposed to withering away in a dark and damp jungle. Half of the universe was gone now, but Sephia was healthy and alive and strong – and that meant even more to Ikaris than failing his mission to Arishem.

On the other side of the room, you stood in silence as she took in the sudden appearance of your friend. Partially in mortification that he was seeing the state of her room in the mess it was in. But a larger part in joy in seeing your friend who long became the man you gave her heart to since the first time he decided to wait outside the commune’s borders because you wanted to show him your garden. But all in shock that he decided to willingly come so close to Druig and Kaet in their home where their children reside far from the rest of humanity.

“Ikaris!” Sersi exclaimed with a tone that convinced no one that she didn’t plan this happening. “Thank Arishem you’re here! Luckily, we’ve already decided to keep everything up to the late 19th century, but from here on out we need to sort through the past 10 decades to make room for a more modern ensemble. In fact, you really do have great timing because I need to go somewhere right now, and so do Kaety and Druig. SO, we will just leave you two alone!”

Silence still rang through the air as one pair could only stare in longing for the other, while another pair stood next to one another in disbelief as one other person was basically shoving out the door. But silence was not for long as Kaety took matters in her own hands as she turned to her beaming friend in trademark green once all three were all out of earshot.

“Sersi, what Lovecraftian fuckery are you pulling right now?”

You stood in one of your favorite Thea Porter’s dresses, trying very hard to calm the rapid beating of her heart, all to prepare herself to once more face the man on the other side of the changing screen. You never expected to see him in your room, still as ruggedly handsome as he would always remain. You never expected to have these feelings for Ikaris- for anyone really- but they grew to the point where by the time you recognized it, you was already in the middle. Feeling your face heat and fluster, you put your hair in a simple and loose braid in attempt to cool herself. Stepping into view, you tried your best to seem calm and collected, but everything inside you felt anything but that.

“This is one of my favorite dresses,” you stated, “what do you think?”

“I think you need to take off that dress and wrap those legs around me so I can take you on every surface of this house in a tree,” was the first thing that came to Ikaris’ mind. But he couldn’t say exactly that, and so all he stated was the second thought in his mind. “You’re beautiful Sephia, you’ve always been beautiful in everything you wear.”

The sincerity swimming in his eyes made you wish you could drown in them. Blushing mad with a shy smile, you did her best to not seem like you wasn’t bursting at the seams from joy at his words. “Ikaris, the only way I’ll be able to get rid of anything is if you be honest.”

“Sephia,” Ikaris replied, “there is truly no one on this planet who could ever compare to you, in radiance and in beauty. I honestly can’t think of anything that wouldn’t look perfect on you.”

“Well, I do have something that I think may change that opinion,” you remarked with a twinkle in your eyes before dashing inside your closet to grab something and once more hiding behind the change screen. “Wait for a little bit, it takes a while to put on!”

After a few minutes of audible struggling, Ikaris was tempted to ask you if you needed any help taking off putting on your outfit, when you announced that you was done and then stepped into view, and Ikaris’ eyes grew wide with horror.

“What the hell is that?”

“It’s a hobble skirt!” you exclaimed, far too amused by reaction. “It was a very short-lived trend in the US from 1908 to 1914. Its popularity declined during World War I.”

“I can see why,” Ikaris remarked, “are they at all comfortable?”

“Oh, not at all. But they did serve as inspiration for the sheath skirts in the 1950s.”

“Sheath skirts?”

“Pencil skirts, I suppose. But it does look awful, doesn’t it?”

“Ugh, terrible. Is this the worst one you have?”

“Oh no, this doesn’t even come close.” You went back to your vintage treasure trove to search for a particularly dreadful ensemble, and what you pulled out could only be described as an antebellum nightmare. “This is my favorite, by far.”

“Oh my-” Ikaris’ hand covered his mouth in horror, “what the hell is that? And please tell me that you didn’t actually commission this to be made for you.”

“You’ll be happy to find out that I did not ask for this to be made for me. It was a gift from the matriarch a very sweet family I was staying with during my travels in 1850s.”

“Gift? Sephia, that’s not a ‘gift.’ That’s a punishment in the form of flouncing yellows, oversized orange flowers, and what I assume to be 15 layers of petticoats.”

“10 layers, and this is only the dress. Wait till you see the bonnet that comes with it.”

“Oh gods – there’s a bonnet?”

“And a matching parasol.”

Momentary silence echoed between them before a huge grin spread across his face. “That’s it, you need to put that on, right now.”

For the next several hours, the two went through only the very worst contents of Sephia’s closet. From the green taffeta balloon dress from the 80s to the orange ballerina dress that looked it was designed by a ballet-obsessed 8-year-old, they spent the entire day laughing and smiling more than either had in the last five centuries. The sight of it all made Sersi so happy in knowing she had been the cause of this success.

“You know what you’re doing is really creepy, right?” Druig commented, bringing his friend out of her dreams of planning her friends’ future wedding as she continued to spy at the happy almost-couple with Kaety’s magic.

“If watching Ikaris cutely interact with the love of his life through your wife’s magic shadow thingy so that I can get enough pictures for the slideshow I’m making for their future wedding, then fine I’m creepy.”

A soft babble from the babe sitting on her father’s lap prevented Druig from remarking on that “fascinating” idea as he peered down to see his four-month-old daughter point a chubby finger to her mother who was lying face-down on the floor as her sister sat on top of their Mami.

“Sorry little dove, Mummy can’t play right now. She’s in mourning.”

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[sunshineandviolets]

Sometimes a friend group can consist of a cute werewolf, a chill vampire, a kinda mean demi-goddess, a sweet, tall witch and a rich kid with an unusual birthmark.

[ The characters & my mcs are from @milaswriting's Golden ]

[sohmiya]

Hi lovely! I love how you flesh out your ocs, so I was wondering if you had any tips on how you develop them/your process. I was also wondering what inspires their appearance and their fashion sense. What inspires you to give them a certain name? I'm loving all your oc lore, it's super interesting! ❤️❤️

hi!!! it really makes me happy that you’re enjoying learning about my ocs because i genuinely think i’ve gotten better at developing them sjdjsjsj thank you so much 🥹 i got rambly with my answers so under the cut !!

ok so i don’t think i have a fixed process but most of the time i start with the name then i find a fc that matches that or the other way around ykwim (like madelyn cline looks like a loren to me, maia mitchell looks like a kirsten, etc) + i always give them names that i wish i had lololol and this is just a me thing that you totally do not have to do but sometimes i pick names that would look good to me in my “ro x oc” tag LMFAO like one reason i picked the name loren for my a-mancer in golden is because “asher x loren” looks pleasing to me. but yeah it’s just a small thing it’s not important dhajsnsjs oh and i also wanna be able to imagine their ro saying their name hehe

as for the appearance i usually just follow their face claim because i’m not really good with character design. sobs. for their fashion, i just play around with it tbh until something feels right. like i’m always moving pins from one board to another djdjsks sometimes seeing those faceless aesthetic pictures on pinterest also help me because the body type is similar to this oc or their hair is the same as this oc and it helps create this image of my character in that outfit

for personality, i’m usually only able to really develop them when there’s a demo out. similar to what i think everybody does, i pick the choices that feel most fitting for my oc then i branch out from there and start making headcanons. but if there’s no demo, it really helps that there’s a bit of me in all my ocs like emory’s eldest daughter guilt or jasmine’s love-hate relationship with her parents, etc. then by the time a demo comes out, i already know what kind of choices i’ll pick for them

but it’s different for athalia because i was already developing her before i even found an if for her. the first thing about her i was sure of was that she was gonna be an older sister. also because i found two face claims that look alike and i decided i’d make them sister ocs lmao but yeah before i put her in circuit, she already had like a general personality—independent, headstrong and an adrenaline junkie. so the only part that i stressed over was which of the ros would be the best for her and decided on roman because i wanted an oc who would be equally pissed at him and athalia felt right for the job <3

if worse comes to worst and my creative block is being a bitch, i let pinterest decide 😭😭😭 like i’ll see a pin and whichever oc first comes to mind earns that pin in their board and for some reason, it works for me

in a nutshell, i don’t force my ocs into a certain -core or headcanon if i really can’t imagine them in it. like for example, maya has great chemistry with kaidan and phoenix but i can’t imagine her in a poly because i can’t imagine her liking kaidan in that way. something like that hehehe i made a mistake of forcing my earlier ocs in a certain aesthetic that i ended up having a hard time fleshing them out. now i just treat my ocs like people and let them develop on their own in my head. if they don’t wanna be fleshed out right now, i don’t force it shdjjs

[milaswriting]

ways a dempsey shows/says 'i love you':

"have you eaten today?"

"do you want me to bring you food on the way home?"

"text me when you get home"

pages and pages written in their journal about you. the same journal that contains their dreams, nightmares, the things they won't dare say out loud - and now they've practically written something dedicated to you

finding out the reasons behind their scars

being the person to break down every single wall they've had up for the past decade

a speaking highly of you in greek whenever they talk to their family on the phone

dances and kisses in the rain

them apologising for their behaviour when they first met you

finding out why they have such a negative perspective on their emotions... and you realising how so much has changed... now you're the light in their life

[bakanekiprice]

I couldnt decide which background I like more :^D well maybe I will change it later again :^) anyway this is Blair from Golden (WIP IF Game) by @milaswriting and my Oc ☺and I did a sketch of the 4 (Fem)RO's /Team ,kiana's hair I swear were a pain and im not hella satifised with the hair;; anyway I hope you guys like it☺(Mila dear if you have a pinterest folder of golden/the ro's ,could you pls dm it🥺 )

[amewillie]

athalia dempsey from @milaswriting IF game, golden! I cannot resist a lady in a suit 😌

[sosolenoo]

Third Golden Oc!

Adele Ribera 💎

My snobby bitchy nursing student who's gonna be Athalia's girlfriend 💕

Degree: Nursing

Extra-Curricular Activity: Fashion design

[toyhenoctus]

Back at it again with the MCs from the interactive fiction I’ve been reading! These ones are from Golden by @milaswriting. They’ve been a long time coming too; I made the first one months ago when the demo first dropped and when I finally went back to restart with my second one recently, I finally put them down on “paper”, so to speak

First up is the one that started it all, Jordan Huynh (She/They), my shy, gentle and earnest English major. And yes, I’m aware that the best friend’s name is Jordan lmao first The Shadow Society with A and now Golden wtf but I headcanon that they go by Jay and Jord. Eh, it’s cute to me 

Next is Desiree Montell, my cocky lady-killer law student. Whereas Jay rests comfortably in androgynous heaven, Des swings violently back and forth between masc and feminine presentations. She’s also bi (tho I only play with female ROs) and she and Jordan are exes

Jay is for the Pheobe and Blaire routes and Des is for the Athalia and Kiana routes