#muse — emeline

[peregrinaticn]

muses: emeline cormier and tyler singh.

location: ty's home, in her cool rich person backyard probably.

The internal conflict drove her mad for almost a year; to tell Ty they decided to try for a baby or to wait until the process was irreversible to tell her. Emmy wasn't going to lie and claim that the other couldn't have convinced her to get cold feet about the entire thing — she never envisioned herself as a mom, never in a million years thought she'd be the one peeing on a stick and waiting, impatiently, for a positive to show up, and yet, she found herself doing exactly that... but it wasn't a stretch to say she was anxious about it and when she was anxious, her first response was usually to run. In the end, she decided to wait to tell her best friend until the news was actually official, played the side effects from the fertility injections off as long work hours and summer exhaustion, and her wife didn't take much convincing. Things between her and Ty were still touch and go and Emmy assumed they always would be.

The waiting game she was playing was over that morning, when three tests laid on the bathroom counter, all positive. It took everything in her not to put it off for another day, insist that they needed to confirm once more with the doctor. Even though she liked to think she was better now, that running wasn't her go-to response, sometimes the urge was still there, fighting and bubbling to the surface. Ty was her best friend, though, and she wanted the woman to be a part of this big life moment and so she dragged herself out of the house, sun beating down on her as she let herself into Tyler's home and wandered into the backyard where she knew the other would likely be by the pool. "Remind me why we haven't childproofed the doors so you won't drown when you're unsupervised?" She immediately teased upon seeing her best friend, a grin curving on her lips. For a moment, everything was good. Slipping off her sandals, she took a seat on the edge of the pool and dropped her feet into the cool water. "Can we talk for a second? I, um, have something I need to tell you, but you have to promise you won't actually try to drown yourself when I do."

@thecxtalyst

[atv-migrated]

i'm one of those people who 90% of the time would rather keep the integrity of the character i've built than change something for someone else buuut desperate times desperate ish measures 😂

the way i would give anything to have someone write emeline's older sister, including but not limited to changing emeline's bio (regarding dynamics with said sister) to make it happen

[gccdstories]

@siderealxmelody / *

She wasn't really sure what he expected her to say to some of that, as Emelin sat there, winding the bandage around his wrist. It's like there were both too many words and not enough words. So confusing, and she wasn't exactly fond of not understanding things like this.

❝ Then be honest with me, if you want me to trust this. ❞ Her eyes pierced him, Emelin sucking in a breath before continuing.

❝ Where's home, Ophion? What do you need to get back to? ❞

[luxmaeastra]

Anaxia relaxed in his lap, her eyes closing. Her fingers played with the rings on his fingers, ones he'd taken off after The Last War.

She'd made or given him them and he hadn't felt worthy of them till he'd gotten her back.

Creon kept an eye on the others, they were all mostly together for convenience. Mab's forces were not friends to any of them here. And it was only a matter of time before they found them.

Found her.

"It just makes no sense!"

He looked to where Emelin and Caldris were arguing. His fingers tightened around Anaxia. Her eyes fluttered open, looking to him and he slowly blinked at her. She relaxed again, closing her eyes running her fingers over his hands, and the rings again.

"What doesn't make sense to you Emelin? That we were marginalized and forced into this position? That the only thing we understand is transactional help?! I'm sorry you grew up in a gilded cage but we didn't have that fucking luxury - and I'm including them."

He pointed to Creon and Anaxia. His eyes narrowed at Caldris who shrugged at them and pinned his gaze on Emelin. He sneered stepping forward.

"You wish to know what we're like, you want us to trust you, you want me to bear my soul to you - you killed a tyrant but you didn't sell your soul for it."

"Should I have? Should I have become like her? What are the rules Caldris? Because it looks like the moment I get them there are new ones!"

Emelin didn't back down, Estrella was out hunting with Tared and Lyn. Perhaps this was why this was happening now.

Without Ella here maybe they all felt freeer to address the simmering resentment.

"Show commitment, show what you're willing to sacrifice for the good of your kin since you claim us. You claim us in name but you didn't use your magic to force Thysandra to speak, you lead thounadsns into a war to save a city that was not our own. Be logical, be ruthless that's the bottom line."

//Cal demanded I add this so weee//

"And would you say the same to my sister? Would you say the same to my parents? I know the thoughts of many here, we have both heard the whispers!"

Emelin snarled her words, the anger festered within her as she glared back at Caldris. His words hurt, they struck her with a vipers fang and she could feel the poison in her veins.

Show commitment, show what she was willing to sacrifice. She had left her own and come to this place, she put her own life on the line to save Creon. She had stood up to many. It was all because she didn't do things their way, she didn't do what they expected or wanted.

Estrella wouldn't say anything, she always told her to bide her time. That eventually their time would come, eventually, they would strike and show them all. But how long? It felt as if she was standing on tender hooks all the time!

"You don't even deserve my sister, does she even know what you're like?"

[emelinecormier]

❝ i'm falling even more in love with you                                                                 letting go of all i've held on to ❞ ft. @verdadurmaz

[mintyisms]

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎all these saints are watching me ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎my sex life like tmz ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎you're welcome, bitch, the show is free ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i don't do the walk of shame, i strut

[autumnslance]

A Tale of Two Sisters

From early in ARR, the WoL has run into members of the intrepid Ironheart family, beginning with Millith in Gridania and appearing early in each expansion since. The family follows in their famous ancestor's footsteps and explores the world, kindly marking items of interest in the WoL's own sightseeing log.

And it's no different in Tural, as we first meet Elsebee Ironheart, who gives us sightseeing records for Yok Tural. It seems we have to seek out her twin sister, Emeline Ironheart, for sights of Xak Tural with which to fill our log book.

But even the familiar sightseeing log entries get their own twist in Dawntrail...

Elsebee Ironheart: A fellow Eorzean, am I right? Do you fancy yourself much of a sightseer? Elsebee Ironheart: Dear old Millith gave you her journal? My, what a small world. It just so happens that I'm her cousin! Elsebee Ironheart at your service. Elsebee Ironheart: Well, if you've met Cousin Millith, I'm sure you can guess why I “crossed the salt,” as they say. This continent is positively brimming with sights unseen by Eorzean eyes, and I'm here to discover them all! Elsebee Ironheart: My twin sister and I, that is. You see, I had more interest in Yok, while she was drawn to the vistas of Xak. So it was that we parted ways at the bridge, each of us touring half of Tural. Elsebee Ironheart: …So give me your sightseeing log, then! Elsebee Ironheart: Let's see, let's see… Oh, how beautiful! I should like to see these places myself someday. Ahem, er, sorry, I was going to just scribble down… Elsebee Ironheart: …my notes on Yok Tural! I included what my sister shared with me of Xak Tural, but I'm afraid it isn't much. Elsebee Ironheart: My twin's name is Emeline and she's still wandering about over there. Given your natural affinity for Ironhearts, you'll doubtless run into her someday. Elsebee Ironheart: Well, I'm sure you've got places to be and vistas to behold. May your journey throughout Tural be bright and unforgettable!

When first doing this on Dark Autumn, I really didn't think much of it; business as usual, right? Noted the comments about the sister, and as the log only went to zone 4, well, guess we'd deal with that when we found her twin.

And honestly, with so much else happening in the MSQ and all the sidequests, the Ironheart sisters fell out of mind...until I reached Solution 9 and saw, upon arrival, a single blue-marked sidequest available immediately...

Emeline Ironheart: That tome…that wouldn't happen to be a sightseeing log, would it? Emeline Ironheart: Millith! Now that's a name I haven't heard in a good long time. And dearest Elsebee… Emeline Ironheart: She's my twin sister, you see, and I haven't seen her for thirty long years. Not since I was trapped during my exploration of Yyasulani. Emeline Ironheart: It brings me great joy to know she is well. Pardon me for asking, but…might I see the notes she added to your log? Emeline Ironheart: She always did make such bold strokes of her lettering… Here. Emeline Ironheart: I've added my own notes. Some of the information may seem improbable at best, but I believe there is truth in every entry. Emeline Ironheart: Were I younger, I would set out in search of these fantastic sights myself, but alas, my body can no longer endure such travels. Emeline Ironheart: Though thanks to you, I feel lighter than I have in an age. If there is one thing I should wish, it is to see my sister again before I die. There is so much I would share with her… Emeline Ironheart: But you have better things to attend to than an old woman's musings. Take care, kind adventurer. And may your journey lead you to vistas both bright and unforgettable. Emeline Ironheart: Whenever I lay eyes on a traveler like yourself, I think back to the days I roamed the land as a young lass. Such fond memories…

When I first reached this quest, it took me out at the knees. They're not the only set of twins we meet in this expac, but they are the only ones separated by the time shift of the dome.

Returning to Tuliyollal, you can speak to Elsebee again:

Elsebee Ironheart: What? My poor sister's trapped inside that strange dome!? Elsebee Ironheart: Thank you─this is precisely the lead I've been searching for. Now I just need to find a way inside!

It's not clear whether WoL lets her know that her beloved twin is now as old, or maybe even older, than their parents may be...

I do somewhat hope we get more about this, as post-MSQ Elsebee has no new lines, and Emeline only says:

Emeline Ironheart: I gather that the world outside is now accessible─though leaving Everkeep may be a feat too far for these weary old bones. I just pray that my twin sister is hale and healthy…

Usually the Ironhearts don't get their own stories; they're there to facilitate the sightseeing log and that's it. But in this case, Dawntrail's story creates a heartbreaking scenario for this famous family, separating two of its closest members not with distance, but time.

[wyntersecret-a]

Murder Mystery Simulator Cast

Participating Muses for Upcoming Sim Event

@awalkoflife

Samantha Carpenter

Harrison Morgan

Sabrina Spellman

Buffy Summers

@depictedmorada

Maddy Perez

@diivinerose

Dahlia Knights

Daisy Knights

Daniela Knights

@frigid-vitality

Santiago Ramirez

@godccmplex

Elijah King

@hostilidadesveladas 

Windsor Blackert

@itsagraywcrld

Eloise Gray

@lavishbylaw

Genevieve Scott

@stvrlyte

Simon Baker

Jordi Chen

Frankie Hughes

Lily Johnson

Marius Northall

@xwildheart

Aniyah Blake

Savannah Forbes

Alice Lee

Jane Porter

Violet Rogers

my contenders:

Emeline Entwistle (we always need the troublesome entrant)

Ophelia Keal

Landon Wynter

Lance Wynter (twin au represent)

[siderealxmelody]

Relationship & Deaths

Verse: The Forever War Verse. The Massacre of Spring by Night for taken Aliren ignited the Fae Civil War, aka The Great War.

Windhaven/Hybern

Devlon - Warlord

Keir - brother - Hybern Heir

Selestra - Sister

Night

Aphaeleon & Selestra ♱♱ (Aphaeleon by Spring Massacre, Selestra, by the end of the Great War)

Daemon

Rhysand & Rhaenyra ♱ (Rhaenyra, by the end of the Great War)

Aegon & Aliren ♱ (Aliren, by the end of the Great War)

Pelias ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Hybern

Keir & Iris

Morrigan (maybe others to come)

Spring

Tiam - High Lord of Spring

Lilith - sister

Iris - sister

Tiam & Shena ♱♱ (Spring Massacre)

Julius ♱ (Spring Massacre)

Ian ♱ (Spring Massacre)

Tamlin

Deia (Juniper)

Poppy

Lilith & Vale

Brennan

Mira

Violet

Iris & Keir

Morrigan

Dawn

Sarai - High Lady of Dawn

Sebastian - Prince of Dawn, brother

Silba - Princess of Dawn, sister

Sarai & Marizhel

Hallarial

Aelwyn

Adaine

Estrella & Emelin

Phos & Elizaveta

Sebastian & Natalia

Xaden

Orsus & Alaric

Aleksander & Azriel

Ilese & Nisene

Silba & Lumas

Aedion

Aelin

Winter

Boreas - brother

Twyla - High Lady of Winter

Cyrus - brother

Djel - sister ♱

Andulvar & Twyla

Ravenar ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Kallias & Xanthos ♱ (Xanthos, by the end of the Great War)

Caldris & Caelum

Thana

Hypaxia

Djel & Ghezen (both dead)

Narcissus

Cyrus & Noelle (Natalia's little sister) ♱ (Cyrus by the end of the Great War)

Roland

Narcissus (former ward, removed for abuse)

Christopher (Kitt)

Malakai & Ophion

Dorian

Hollin

Autumn

Nismera - sister

Kaden - brother

Isaiah - brother

Sotoria - sister (dead)

Zefera - High Lady of Autumn

Beron & Zefera (mated pair, Beron worked for her haha)

Narcissus (Fated Mate to Amarantha, Ward of Autumn after suffering abuse in Winter)

Amarantha

Clythia ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Aemma ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Jurian ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Alicent & Anastasiya

Eris

Soren ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Viren ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Kieran ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Finnick

Theon & Lucien

Milori - Clarion (family friend to Beron) ♱♱ ( By the end of the Great War)

Alusina

Nesta

Elaine

Alina

Feyre

Shena & Tiam (Shena, best friend to Zefera) ♱♱

Julius ♱

Ian ♱

Tamlin

Deia

Poppy

Day

Parents need to be made. Children are the same generations as the other kids. Half witch, their father was one.

Helion - Heir to Day

Thesan - little sister

Summer

Parents need to be made. Children are the same generations as the other kids. Half witch, their mother was one. ♱♱ (Both, by the end of the Great War)

Nostrus - Heir to Summer ♱ (By the end of the Great War)

Varian - brother

Cressida - sister

Tarquin - brother

Dusk

Theia - High Lady of Dusk

Aidas & Theia ♱♱ (Both, by the end of the Great War)

Viserys ♱ (by the end of the Great War)

Helena ♱ (by the end of the Great War)

Silene

Silatharias

Witch Kingdom:

Hyrieus & Melinoe (Hyrieus & Aidas are brothers)

Syrena

Catriona

Halden

Creon

Orion

Mage Kingdom

Achlys & Korok (Achlys and Melinoe are sisters, their kingdoms at odds)

Vasily

Nikolai

Leanna

If used, this is where Grishaverse things go. 👀

@luxmaeastra

@starlsssankt

@sankta-alina-s

@musings-of-an-antari

//please let me know if this makes sense and if I miss any muses!//

[sarahfeliciam]

The Ultimatum Ch 23

Author’s Note: Thank you all so much for reading my work! It means so much and encourages me to keep going seeing the hits! I love this story, it is so close to my heart and I have so much to go still. This chapter is a little glimpse of some of this practice with Emeline’s new skill. I think it’s the sweetest thing, but it will come in handy as things turn darker after the last task. Enjoy, and please review! 

“I cant believe another term is nearly over.” George mused, running his fingers through Emeline’s hair as she sunk into his lap, lying against him on a small loveseat in the Gryffindor common room. They were alone for the time being, the trio having gone to bed and Fred out gallivanting with Angelina again.

“I know, me either.” Emeline murmured back, her eyes slightly heavy with sleep. “Did you ever hear about your Potions paper?” 

“I actually passed, do you bloody believe that?” He asked excited.

Emeline laughed and the vibration against his chest made him smile. It felt blissful, here with her.

“That’s amazing, George. Especially coming from Snape.”

“Tell me about it.”

Emeline tilted her head to glance up at him and he kissed her forehead lightly. 

“Anxious to see how the last task pans out?” He asked as she leaned back and closed her eyes.

“Very. I do feel bad not cheering on my own house, but I know Harry’s got this in the bag.”

“I’m sure.” George agreed. “It’s going to be interesting.”

They were both silent for a moment, which was comfortable and easy, before George continued.

“I’ve been wanting to ask if you’d like to visit this summer. Anytime, really, just be nice to see each other before another year goes by. You know my parents love you, they’ve already mentioned it, but the idea was in my brain first I assure you. They wanted your dad over for dinner or something.”

“That sounds lovely.” She yawned.  “Ofcourse I would.”

“Excellent.” He let out a breath he wasn’t aware he was holding. “I’m looking forward to it.”

She didn’t respond any further, having fallen peacefully asleep against him. 

•

Time was passing quickly at Hogwarts and with some calm ebbing into the castle (other than excited chatter surrounding the final task and end of year), it was easy to focus on her studies and plans for the summer. Emeline had soared much higher in her marks than she even expected with applying herself extra. Remus was incredibly proud, even if there were a few exams still that were a total miss. 

She finally felt like life was beginning to settle. It had been a very long time since she had any trace of “normal” in her life. Though she could not completely relate to Harry by any means, she did understand the desperate hurt of parental loss. She was very grateful to have Remus and the more she got to know him, the more interesting she found him. 

She knew it was not typical for a teenager to be so accepting of an involved parent, but he was all she had left (which is what she tried to encourage in Harry, with Sirius. They loved each other and she wished things could be different). 

She was very alike Remus in many more ways than she thought initially. While her father would likely never be as outgoing or oblivious as she could be, they both adored reading, chocolate and debates. They enjoyed the outdoors (save for the moon in Remus’ case), were very kind to people (who deserved it, anyway, Emeline believed), and could be withdrawn when fear or lack of confidence crept up. 

Despite a difference in being generally outgoing, though, her dad could be mischievous and very funny. It was a side she had seen in brief flashes during class last year, but at home (especially with Sirius), it was a whole new playing field. She loved seeing him joyful, immersed in the present, and especially loved sharing pranks and music with him. 

Yes, she was settling in quite well to her new life.

Though, her mind still wandered to her mother from time to time.

Florence was already dead a year when Remus approached Emeline last term. She spent a year alone, staying in between various friend’s homes while working through her grief. She had a firm handle on her emotions when Remus divulged the truth, though knowing now what great love they had, it seemed to sting all over again. 

They were meant to be a proper family. 

Sometimes, there were just things a mother had in her touch and Emeline certainly wished she could see what life was like with a mother and father; perhaps a sibling or two. She shook her head and freed herself of pointless thoughts. 

She figured she absorbed so much of Remus’ personality and love because she had never had a father around. Despite it not being motherly attention, it was attention she had craved her entire life. To be protected, wanted and her heart held by someone other than her mother; by the father she thought never existed, or never wanted her. 

At the beginning, it was hard to fathom why he wouldn’t have told her sooner, but she understood fast his reasons. Remus was very protective over the fear he held that was having a child to have potentially passed Lycanthrope to, or being stigmatized by society because of him. Emeline could sense that he didn’t share everything with her, and she couldn’t blame him, but the scratch on the surface was simply that he struggled with an inner disease much worse than a wolf: he struggled with the fear of her being ashamed and certainly a small amount of pride.

In the end, his love and desire for connection with her won out, (with Dumbledore’s insistent prompting), and she was glad it did. She hadn’t a clue how hard it must have been for him to watch her from the sidelines, knowing desperately how much he already loved her, but unsure if he could ever be enough.

Perhaps that was why she tried to assure him in every little way, that he was. 

As Emeline sat at the window seat, looking at the moon in a fresh phase and much less menacing, she thought to attempt a little honing of this new skill they’d uncovered. She closed her textbooks and let her eyes flutter shut afterwards, calming herself as much as she could, just like Remus had taught her through her panic attacks. It was a little difficult to calm her fears without him, but he had given her useful tools for trying. No one had ever been able to calm her that way. With him, she was beginning to stop fearing… well, fear.

She felt an emotion swell in her heart: pride.

Proud of you. 

She could hear it in her spirit. 

He must feel it, and in their little cottage, sitting on the edge of his bed, he did: calm. 

He knew she was calming herself of her typical nerves, and from the peace he felt, she was doing quite well. 

Love you. He heard it deep in his soul and held a hand to his heart.

Love you, pup. 

She grinned.

She wondered if he was tired, and tried to focus hard on that question.

He chuckled as he felt a spark of curiosity, looking at the moon out his window. One of the times in the month it could be viewed as beautiful to him.

Still awake.

She felt the energy and smiled again, happy he was feeling stronger and calm. 

Her eyes began to close and she leaned against the pillow on the window seat, covering herself with the cloak of her father’s he’d left with her after the second task. 

When sleepiness overtook him unexpectedly, he yawned and tried to focus, too.

Goodnight, darling.

Sound asleep, she heard his voice in her dreams. 

[villainmade]

SONGS THAT I ASSOCIATE WITH MY MUSES

list 10 songs that you associate with your muse(s)

01. prom queen molly kate kestner 02. teacher's pet melanie martinez 03. daddy issues the neighbourhood 04. oh no! marina 05. sippy cup melanie martinez 06. princesses don't cry carys 07. i did something bad taylor swift 08. how to be a heartbreaker marina 09. breakfast dove cameron 10. seventeen marina

01. tag, you're it melanie martinez 02. boyfriend dove cameron 03. anti-hero taylor swift 04. recovering people pleaser carys 05. dream girl evil florence + the machine 06. w.i.t.c.h. devon cole 07. i'm too pretty for this claire rosinkranz 08. purity lilyisthatyou 09. good girl anna akana, macedo 10. snow angels gayle

01. brutal olivia rodrigo 02. r.i.p. 2 my youth the neighbourhood 03. pacify her melanie martinez 04. chandelier sia 05. mad at disney salem ilese 06. good girl era (side a) upsahl 07. what it means to be a girl emeline 08. sexy naughty bitchy tata young 09. bubblegum bitch marina 10. oh no! marina

01. where is my mind? yoav 02. raise the dead rachel rabin 03. starring role marina 04. landscape florence + the machine 05. hearing damage thom yorke 06. under control ellie goulding 07. silhouettes of monsters and men 08. primadonna marina 09. help i'm alive metric 10. wonderland natalia kills

TAGGED BY @historiavn ( thank you! <3 )

TAGGING @terrorsmade , @immobiliter, and anyone else who wants to do it <3

[atv-migrated]

daenys and emeline are/were friends thank you for coming to my ted talk

[gccdstories]

//For Emelin :)//

Ophion stumbled at the explosion, he moved through the tunnels. Stopping as they came out by the ocean. He looked to Lyn and Tared, dragging his eyes to Emelin.

"Where are you taking her?"

Tared sneered, reaching for her hand.

"Fuck off -"

Ophion lunged, tackling him to the ground. Nails over his chest, the other gripping his shoulder.

"Where are you taking her?"

'"Come with us."

Ophion turned from Tared biting back a scream as Tared slammed his blade into his gut and shoved him off. He reached for Emelin.

"It's bad enough we're bringing him, we aren't -"

Emelin looked between the two males, watching as they fought. Fought like wild animals, clawing for the last scrap of meat--

She shook her head. "What are you even doing here, Ophion? Don't you have loyalty elsewhere?" She looked pointedly at the male, daring him to disagree.

Emelin knew time was getting close; they'd run out if they lingered too much longer. And she didn't want to try and solve mysteries right now.

"You want me to come with you?" she said, looking at Tared. "You take them. We'll sort it all out later--"

@siderealxmelody

[luxmaeastra]

Airmed raised his chin, his steel glowing with a light of its own.

"This war is thousands years in the making girl. Stay out of this."

He nodded to the City of Gold on the hill, the light of the Daglan.

"Samkiel is back, leading his people - did he think we forgot? Did he think his people wouldn't be touched now?"

Caldris hissed, stepping forward.

"She is mine. She will ask what she wishes."

Airmed raised an eyebrow at him, eyes leaving the boy to the other one.

"And her blood? I can feel her horror and rage from here, her fear tastes like Creon's though he's claimed his mate from my sister's words."

Airmed stepped toward Caldris, swift and fast. Caldris gritted his teeth, holding his own.

"She isn't my blood Airmed."

"Then you don't sheild her?"

"I -"

Caldris wavered, the rage pounding at the back of his head receding enough for him to think.

He was a strategist, a scholar - not a soldier.

He gestured to her and scoffed.

"I don't need to. She is the one who took Achlys out, does she not deserve to be Blessed? Does our freedom not give her something?"

The whispered rose on the wind, Airmed lips thinned and he stepped toward her touching her forehead, the blessing falling over her skin like water.

"You are protected by the blood of Rabath and Mannan, their blessing is not to be trifled with. No changeling will harm you."

His jaw clenched looking to the city as he turned to mount his steed.

"I have no say or claim to you if the Valg or Daglan choose to hunt you down girl. I'd ride to the city and beg for sanctuary before we sack it."

Girl, girl. Her jaw tightened a little, she stood a little taller and lifted her chin slightly. He was not the first male to dismiss her and treat her sister as a lesser, as someone who didn’t understand. Maybe she was young, maybe there were gaps in her education, but that didn’t mean she was just a mere girl who should stay out of things.

Estella’s venomous reply was on the tip of her tongue, how he seemed to be explaining their own family’s drama to them like they didn’t know anything. She knew her great-uncle, she knew his reputation and the stories. Her parents had made sure they were well educated after all, that they were not kept in the dark of their family’s past.

She was about to say something when Caldris stepped forward. It always amazed her how possessive he was at times, how he defended and took control. It wasn’t a bad thing, but they were still learning the synchronicities of their relationship.

“Thank you Caldris.” Her voice was low when she spoke, stepping forward as she stared firmly at Airmed. She wasn’t going to back down, she had already put work and blood into this war which just seemed so endless. As one battle was won, another began.

It was then she noticed the way Emelin looked at the mention of Creon, the pain was still raw for her sister. Emelin pulled her jacket around her a bit more, her lips thinned as she tried to maintain her own composure.

She was startled when Airmed approached, her eyes rose up met his when she felt his finger press against her forehead. The sensation of his blessing, or his magic. She swallowed.

Did she know him? Why did he relent so quickly? Why did he grant the blessing? Was it because of what Caldris had said, because she had taken down- no…she needed to stop. He was just being nice…she wasn’t repeating Creon.

“Thank you…”

[emelinecormier]

Verda Durmaz and Emeline Cormier attend High Roller's Spooky Skate Night as:

— 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞

@verdadurmaz

[wynterlanding]

Landon wrongly accused of murder. Bonus points for it being his ex Emeline hence why he’s prime suspect despite not having been involved with her for years. A whole who done it with wrongful suspect and accusations, on the run with a twist only a great thriller would bring. Other muse helping/believing him etc. Would start at the beginning right before it’s known a murder took place and pulls him into it. So plotting is preferred & dropping in the middle of said idea is not. A proper build of suspense with information and twisted turns in the case.