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@lorebled has sent in this: " do i know you? " ( bryde ) | what's a meme
Do I know you? The nightmare allows that question to hang in the air. It's like a connection. A dream seeing another dream. ( Or a dream seeing another nightmare. ) The Corinthian stared at the other. Familiar yet unfamiliar. "You were from the Dreaming, weren't you?" The Corinthian adds, eyebrows drawn together. It's a weird familiar feeling. Like you know you don't belong kind of feeling. Like you don't feel right in a world that is heavily based on logic. "Who are you?"
#[ answered. �� you called forth a dream ; you caught yourself a nightmare ]#[ v. main — the nightmare unleashed ]#lorebled#( okay i finally answered this )
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what soft romantic cliche are you?
bree tanner : the almost kiss. you're unsure about things, always hesitating. why is that? maybe there's something to lose for you, but maybe ( just maybe ) the risk is worth it. you're the moment when the main characters lean in, lips parted and almost touching. but it's not the actual kiss everyone loves, it's the anticipation. when they look into each other's eyes before their lids flutter close. and there's a lot of frustration when things are interrupted. trust me though, you're a lot more memorable than the actual kiss. you're nervous, but at the end of the day all you want is to be loved.
tagged by: @klaeus thank u for tagging bree specifically?? ily♡ tagging: @lorebled, @winesold, @beycndthem, @cimetier, @wstlnds, @mythicbane / @emeratu / @icewept, @unflamed, @rodair, @dignitaes ♡♡♡
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DOVAEH. ind. the last dragonborn from tes v: skyrim. multi-verse, primarily fantasy / video game based. personal blogs dni, reblog memes + aesthetics from their sources.
heavily affiliated with: ulfhrafnx, bnjmin, lorebled. carrd. blog tags under readmore.
status : moving states, little to no ic activity.
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misc verses: dragon age, mass effect, the last of us, red dead redemption 2, the vampire diaries.
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“ people are scared. they need a leader. and right now, like it or not, they’re looking to you. so go on. lead us. ” from rhaeyar.
MAY THE GODS SAVE OUR QUEEN. It echoed in her head like the bells of King’s Landing when they signaled surrender. Part of Vaeyella knew it was to happen. Her sister was not popular amongst the nobles. Daenerys challenged their views , yet now she was dead. Perhaps they viewed the younger of the two girls as more naive. Bendable. But what does not bend must break , she had heard her sister say.
“I am not prepared.�� Was all that the silver haired woman could muster out. “I have not been prepared to rule.” A lie. Doubts creeping into her mind. Fear cuts deeper than a blade.
#x. answered ; like their dragons targaryens answered to neither gods nor men#lorebled#// my sweet baby angel
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‹ ☼ [ LOREBLED. ] a multi-muse featuring canon and original muses from asoiaf, greek mythology, grishaverse, the hunger games, and the raven cycle. manifested by VALLEY, she / her, 25. affiliated with @appleyed, @crestazul, @s1byls, @artisanals. [ INFO. ] [ INTEREST TRACKER. ] [ MEMES. ] ›
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@lorebled asked: epi (6’6") vs your shortest and tallest muse let's goooooo
heph with his one measly inch on epi, meanwhile there’s hebe just --
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Looking for Contact
General
Full Name: Kuttsonal (Kutts) Lorebled
Titles: N/A
Age: Adult (human equivalent of ~30)
Birth Date: April 14th
Race: Sin’dorei
Gender: Male
Romantic Orientation: Demisexual
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Religion: N/A
Spoken Languages: Orcish, Thalassian, and some Pandaren
Current Living Conditions: The Deepwild village in Krasarang Wilds, Pandaria
Occupation: Budding fisherman, keeper, and breeder; odd jobs as a wanderer; ex-warrior
Relationships
Parents: Deceased
Siblings: Nani and Annora (younger twin sisters)
Significant Other: N/A
Children: N/A
Physical Traits
Eye color: Sunbeam
Hair color: Golden
Height: 6′3″
Body Build: Heavily toned
Tattoos & Piercings: An oriental, colorful koi swimming upstream upon his entire back; labret
Notable Physical Traits: That mane of beloved and meticulously-tended blond hair ending under his shoulder-blades; his favored working top that’s backless as both a coolant and means of showing off his ink (as well as that musculature, unknowingly)
Personality
Intelligence: Depends entirely on how one judges such considering how he doesn’t always come across as the sharpest tool in the shed, but when it pertains to certain things like his expertise in personal hobbies and meditative outlook on life, he’s a worldly enough soul
Likes: Food (oranges/fruit, smoked meats, and mint-flavored things in particular), laughter, going for runs and working out, beaches, deep conversation, being dared/games, and his many, many fish
Dislikes: Uncertainty or secret harboring, souls that are too stubborn, unnecessary violence, having his hair mussed up, and feeling out of balance in relationships (not solely in regards to romance)
Fears: Being forgotten or seen as a hindrance, being unable to lead others down better paths, feeling vulnerable, failing at getting someone to ever smile, and losing loved ones in any degree
Disposition: Humbly adventurous, open-minded, romantically-inclined, irrevocably loyal, and one that bears a child’s heart with an adult’s mind
Extras: Plays some guitar; talented with and loves origami; occasional jewelcrafter; expert hairstylist per his upbringing; an ace with axes
@wracentral
#looking for contact#world of warcraft#world of warcraft rp#wyrmrest accord#sindorei#idk how this is to be tagged when people look up such things so im sorry#bored af LOL
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incorrect quotes ft bree & @lorebled
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“ there’s certainly more to you than meets the eye, isn’t there? ” from rhaeyar.
“I WOULD LIKE TO think so.” Vaeyella sighed , looking down to blade that rested in her hand. Essos was hot , horridly so , and yet it felt exhilarating. She felt much more at home with the chainmail than the silks of dresses , like her dear sister. More a warrior than a diplomat. Lilac eyes looked up at the man , brows furrowing. “I think most don’t seem to care to look past my name.” Though it was all she had , she felt it to be a burden most of the time. She found it odd how he seemed to have so little concern for his own name , a descendant of old valyria.
#x. answered ; like their dragons targaryens answered to neither gods nor men#lorebled#// omg tysm for the ask!!#// it was so fun to answer!#q.
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babe wake up, lorebled’s new interest tracker just dropped.
#˚ ☼ . OOC .#no pressure to take it#but it would help me a lot#my anxiety holds me back from reaching out/sending memes to many of you because i don't know who you could be interested in
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Nani had told him not to. Annora had similarly begged for him to stay close. They were all the family the three of them had left; who else was going to help the girls with shop errands now and then…? How was he supposed to be watched over from so far away when he’d just risen from a month-long coma and still exhibited mental wariness from it…?
Despite their heartbreaking pleas, though, they eventually caved when Kutts remained adamant on his desire to leave the city. Silvermoon would always be home. The people in it, however, he felt he long struggled with keeping relations amongst. Friends were made easily enough but keeping them…? Try as he might, much of what he said and acted upon ended up somehow wrong, and just nights ago, he’d been refused by the very few he had left, and it made his longing for casual mingling after knowing he was unconscious thus vulnerable for so long all the more impossible to power through. He needed out. He couldn’t remain a stress upon everyone. A part of him felt as if he were born as the wrong race, or maybe in the wrong time, or perhaps in the wrong place. Or, well, all of the above. But the monk would take himself as he was out of the picture and allow for those he’d known to breathe easy. Never in his life had he intended to make anybody feel distressed.
He’d stuck to his plan without fault despite its suddenness. Absolutely everything he owned found a bag or box or a place in one set of owned luggage, most of which he had transported but the rest piled upon his own back and over flexed arms like a pack mule. On his discreet way through the city to the portals under the guise of night’s deadest hours, only one letter of notice was dropped off for a friend.
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“And this room—for bed.”
A homely, graying pandaren widow not entirely fluent in Orcish finished the tour of Kutts’ new dwelling with a somber yet humbled smile aimed his way. The last backpack he’d supported was dropped with a mirrored expression. “Beautiful,” is murmured, head bowing for what must have been the hundredth time per his need to continually showcase gracious respect. “I will take care of the entire place. And it is open to you always. I’m… truly sorry for your and the village’s loss in being without someone so beloved, again, so… you’ve my honorable word: I’ll keep life in and give life to this house. With the trading and shore work, too, I’ll more than happily help everyone through routi—”
“Too much talk,” she interjects with a tiny swat to his arm. “Mr. Lorebled, we thankful. We know you good heart. We very, very happy to have.” She was met with a sheepish chuckle and a rub to the back of a tan neck before she continued curiously in puzzlement over terminology, “You no… wife family? Love?” As a land brimming with respect for one’s and others’ relatives, her question was not peculiar, and he was sure she’d hoped the new resident here would have precious, furless babies to dote upon… but Kutts found himself delaying a reply with parted lips in wonder over how to answer for the first time in his life. Up until now, he’d always jumped into answering with a yes--he loved someone dearly, but it was unofficial and complicated despite his happiness in always speaking of them without name. Never had he paused like this.
Life went on. He was here for change… and he’d long since accepted his need to let go or forever yearn for the impossible and unreachable. The answer he gave was so bittersweet it left a dryness upon his tongue but it was a start.
“Just my fish,” he smiles.
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There came a point where even Kutts and his tireless energy needed to break from unpacking and it came at dusk when he grew attentive to the croaking of toads and singing of crickets. A back is stretched once stood away from a moved table and he takes pause to lift a hand that’s idly regarded with allure when an orange glow cast through a window from the setting sun summoned a light across extended fingers. Hello, he thought, a mental well wish sent to his sisters that he hoped the oversized star would carry to them on its circle around their world. They were yet on the same planet under the same lights in the sky. He would visit. Here, though, and now… he chose isolation.
There were some bouts of momentary loneliness here and there, especially whenever he stepped outside and took in a breath of the coast’s salted air, but they were fleeting. All good things in time. He could probably befriend some of the tiny village’s children that merrily ran amok, anyway, or he could stop for a drink in Orgrimmar’s bars and try fulfilling his craving for jovial socialization. This was not the end—it was a new beginning, and he would get to live it, now, upon his favorite land and carrying out his childhood dream of waking up under his own roof to the sight of the ocean just outside the window.
Silvermoon was his home. A priest’s arms in that city had been his escape. But Pandaria, now, was his paradise. All those that he’d cared for knew where he was and here he would stay a new man.
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s1byls : private, low activity, iconless. all female multi-muse. written by andrea. most characters have multiple verses.
affiliated with : bnjmin. lorebled. ulfhrafnx. blogroll : mvrigny, purehybrid, dovaeh.
rules + muse list below. using bte & xkit rewritten.
𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 :
low effort & friends only. i don't mind if you follow this blog first but i may not follow back because i get rlly anxious.
lore i follow is flexible and may conflict with canon sometimes.
general triggers: blood, violence, horror imagery. everything is tagged that i can possibly think of, please feel free to let me know if i miss something or need to add something. tags formatted as 'tag //'
my triggers are veins / venephobia.
feel free to forceship ♡ ( jk... unless? )
dni fandoms: stranger things, teen wolf, harry potter, the lost boys. exceptions for people i know / trust.
credit: heavily edited versions of multiple psds from somresources, venuscommissions, and plutocommissions.
𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 : ( stats pages temporarily down while i move everything off gdocs )
anne montgomery : fandomless ( formerly twilight ) canon turned oc, vampiress left alone after the destruction of her coven. anne hathaway. available verses : human, elder scrolls, fantasy.
bree tanner : fandomless ( formerly twilight ) canon turned oc, normal girl trying to survive. daisy edgar-jones / india eisley. available verses : vampire, elder scrolls, fallout, mass effect / mass effect andromeda, fantasy.
corinna marinos : fandomless ( formerly twilight ) canon turned oc, addictive party girl & occasional dealer. imogen poots. available verses : vampire, elder scrolls, fantasy.
dahlia : elder scrolls oc, redguard pirate residing in windhelm. deepika padukone. available verses : modern, fallout, fantasy.
eila modi : stardew valley oc, new farmer in town & wholesome cottage girl. naomi scott. available verses : pre-sdv.
imetys arnwe : elder scrolls oc, snow elf mercenary & dawnguard agent. faceless ( for now ). available verses : modern, fantasy.
isobelle rosenius : elder scrolls oc, breton noblewoman temporarily in solitude. anna popplewell. available verses : modern, fantasy.
lilethys balvani : elder scrolls oc, redguard prophetess of mara. priyanka chopra. available verses : modern, fantasy.
luka : underworld canon, regent to the eastern coven & sonja's former lady-in-waiting. lucy boynton.
montgomery : fallout 4 oc, railroad agent and synth / robo lover. lindsey morgan. available verses : modern, fantasy.
serana : elder scrolls canon, nord vampire princess. kate beckinsale. available verses : modern, fantasy.
ulailyn : elder scrolls oc, bosmeri refugee living in solitude. eleanor tomlinson. available verses : modern, fantasy.
winnie : fandomless oc, private muse for bnjmin. shelley hennig.
other : abigail ( sdv ), isabella jones ( fandomless ), penny ( sdv ), prosper jones ( fandomless oc )
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rhaeyar valdarys: asoiaf original character featured on @lorebled.
#basically: a man of valyrian descent goes on a quest to find azor ahai. fails spectacularly. 🥴#asoiaf rp#got rp#indie game of thrones rp#hotd rp
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