#sobhita dhulipala age

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August 8, 2024: Sobhita Dhulipala once admitted she ‘admired’ this about Naga Chaitanya, Samantha Ruth Prabhu

In a fascinating intersection of life and art, respected actress Sobhita Dhulipala has recently opened up about her views on Naga Chaitanya and Samantha’s relationship, revealing insights that delve beyond the glamour to the essence of connection and adoration. An Uncommon Admiration: Sobhita’s Perspective on Naga Chaitanya & Samantha Sobhita Dhulipala, known for her captivating performances in…

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click the source for 1,026 gifs of indian actress SOBHITA DHULIPALA from MADE IN HEAVEN S02(2023). she is telugu. please note that i do not approve of the 5+/- age rule. these were made from scratch and more will be added at my leisure, so please don’t edit, repost or claim as your own or i will eat you. tag me if you’re posting edited gif icons for public use. consider reblogging to spread poc options if useful. enjoy !

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mw fcs?

          𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 ! we prepared this in advance , and since the list is rather long , i'll leave it under the cut for you anon ! here are our most wanted fcs , in no particular order , semi sorted by age :

MWM 21+

mason gooding , charles melton , thomas weatherall , taylor zakhar perez , harris dickinson , avan jogia , damian hardung , archie renaux , alex fitzalan , lorenzo zurzolo , daniel ezra , drew starkey , jacob elordi , cha eunwoo , kim seok-woo , rudy pankow , damson idris , keith powers , kim minkyu , woo dohwan , sean teale , fabien frankel , antonio cipriano ,  jeong yunho , jacob anderson , callum turner , bill skarsgard , win metawin , danny ramirez , clinton liberty , xolo maridueña , jonhatan daviss , michael evans behling , nam joohyuk , cody christian , felix mallard , charlie  plummer , luke pasqualino , paul mescal , bright vachirawit , nick robinson , kubilay aka , evan mock , emilio sakraya , david iacono , broderick hunter , alp navruz , berk cancan , deniz can aktas , mert ramazan demir , byeon woo seok , kento yamazaki , kim jiwoong , d'pharaoh woon-a-tai , owen teague , noah lalonde , assad zaman , toby wallace , richard harmon , lakeith stanfield , song kang , dev patel , dominic fike , enzo vogrincic , park solomon , apo nattawin , joe keery , kiowa gordon , aaron piper , kofi siriboe , raymond ablack , kim min-jae , froy gutierrez , john boyega , jeremy allen white , logan lerman , jung jaehyun , matthew broome , tom blythe , mackenyu , michael  cimino .

MWF 21+

julia dalavia , ayo edebiri , jenna ortega , quannah chasinghorse , zion moreno , benedetta porcaroli , kitty chicha , taylor russell , giovana cordeiro , rabia soytürk ,  khadijha red thunder , moon gayoung , go minshi , davika hoorne , alice pagani , maris racal , kawennáhere devery jacobs , aubri ibrag , anya chalotra , sophie thatcher , ashley liao , nicole wallace , chase sui wonders , park sooyoung , ashley moore , jung hoyeon , melissa barrera , zendaya , jessica alexander , hunter schafer , mikey madison , madelyn cline , savannah lee smith , yang hyeji , ellie bamber , lizeth selene , yara shahidi , diana silvers , jung somin , samantha logan , margaret qualley , bahar sahin , aslihan malbora , halston sage , choi heejin , jasmin savoy brown , alva bratt , olivia holt , ayca aysin turan , melisa asli pamuk , odessa young , silan turkoglu , sobhita dhulipala , simay barlas , brianne tju , greta onieogou , bae ganghee , özge yağız , han sohee , jeon jong seo , yandah sallah , cierra ramirez , elle fanning , havannah rose liu , jennie kim , lola tung , madison bailey , maia refico , lily-rose depp , jane de leon , alisha boe , india eisley , ella purnell , milena tscharntke , daisy edgar jones , seychelle gabriel , laura harrier , grace van dien , sadie sink , kathryn bernardo , victoria pedretti , courtney eaton , maya hawke , emily rudd , kristine froseth , simone ashley , christian serratos , bruna marquezine , sadie soverall , krystal jung , laura kariuki , katherine mcnamara , adria arjona , eva de dominci , megan suri , niamh mccormack , anna sawai , pinar deniz , zorzo natharuetai , anya taylor joy , sarah gustafsson , seo yeji , antoinette robertson , derya pinar ak , celeste o'connor , amber midthunder , sofia carson , lovie simone , sasha calle , im jinah , adeline rudolph , ryan destiny , kim yerim , sasha luss , yaya urassaya , nana komatsu , neslihan atagül , paulina singer , ju jingyi , sasha lane , valentina zenere , camila mendes , amita suman , keke palmer , olivia cooke , isabela merced , gigi zumbado , frida gustavsson , samara weaving .

MWM 35+

oliver jackson-cohen , serkan çayoğlu , boyd holbrook , manny jacinto , santiago cabrera , kyle gallner , kim jihoon , oscar isaac , kivanc tatlitug , tom ellis , max riemelt , seo in guk , garrett hedlund , daniel sharman , ben barnes , lee je hoon , theo james , robert pattinson , gong yoo , lee pace , max irons , rahul kohli , shiloh fernandez , collin o’donoghue , daniel henney , tom hardy , sebastian stan , regé-jean page , nick sagar , michael b jordan , dan stevens .

MWF 35+

angela sarafyan , sophie cookson , ni ni , deniz baysal , katie mcgrath , keira knightley , lily gladstone , hazal filiz küçükköse , sonoya mizuno , rebecca ferguson , deborah ann woll , ming xi , lee dahee , nathalie emmanuel , ana de armas , angelina jolie , lupita nyong'o , anne hathaway , lea seydoux , yoghurt  nattasha .

MWM 50+

mads mikkelsen , colman domingo , timothy olyphant , idris elba , mahershala ali

MWF 50+

melissa mcbride , mädchen amick , rachel weisz , courtney cox , michelle yeoh

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INTRODUCING ... DANIKA CHAKRAVARTHY

FULL  NAME:  danika  chakravarthy

NICKNAMES:  dani

BIRTHDAY:  january  18,  1992

AGE:  thirty2

PRONOUNS:  she/her/hers

SEXUALITY:  bisexual  /  biromantic

OCCUPATION:  ghost  writer  /  video  game  concept  artist

HEIGHT:  5’9”

EYE  COLOR:  dark  brown

HAIR  COLOR:  black

BIRTHPLACE:  upper  west  side,  manhattan,  new  york  city

CURRENTLY  LIVES:  cardinal  hill

SPOKEN  LANGUAGES:  english,  telugu,  hindi,  &  spanish

FACECLAIM:  sobhita  dhulipala

BIOGRAPHY

danika  was  born  into  a  family  invested  in  literature  —  her  father  a  longstanding  editor  for  random  house  before  its  big  merger  with  penguin  in  2013,  while  her  mother  is  a  beloved  gothic  and  victorian  literature  professor  at  columbia  university.  it  became  less  a  matter  if  danika  and  her  siblings  would  enjoy  reading  as  a  hobby,  but  when.  especially  since  books  were  oftentimes  scattered  around  the  brownstone  townhouse  the  bustling  family  lived  in,  from  the  novels  being  discussed  in  her  mother’s  courses,  to  the  manuscripts  in  her  father’s  office  that  danika  would  more  often  than  not  sneak  into  to  read.

creativity  was  embraced  in  the  chakravarthy  household,  but  not  to  an  extent  that  should  danika  or  her  siblings  find  more  academic  holding  in  stem  that  it  should  deter  them.  danika  herself  would  discover  her  dual  love  for  art  and  writing  at  an  early  age,  oftentimes  drawing  illustrations  to  work  alongside  the  short  stories  she  would  write.  she  remembers  the  encouragement  of  her  parents,  even  going  to  show  her  how  her  passion  for  her  two  skills  can  be  applied  to  many  creative  forms  whether  that  be  children’s  books,  comics,  or  even  graphic  novels.  to  danika,  her  artistic  ability  shined  brighter  than  her  storytelling  abilities.  for  this  reason  she  would  sharpen  her  focus  on  her  drawing  skills,  practicing  enough  and  enrolling  in  extracurricular  classes  that  would  allow  her  to  hone  in  on  her  craft.  her  parents’  income  allowed  for  danika  to  be  tutored  privately,  keeping  her  grades  up  across  the  board  so  she  could  later  on  apply  to  the  rhode  island  school  of  design  for  drawing.

high  school  fades  into  college  where  danika  does  go  on  to  pursue  an  illustration  degree  from  rhode  island  school.  during  this  time  she  still  writes,  dabbles  in  her  journal  with  short  stories  and  ideas  for  potential  future  writings,  but  that’s  all  she  ever  really  views  it  —  dabbling.  for  as  much  as  danika  would  like  to  write  her  own  book  and  have  a  finished  manuscript,  like  the  ones  that  look  at  home  on  her  father’s  desk  in  his  office,  danika  struggles  putting  the  pieces  together  to  form  a  full  and  cohesive  narrative.  or  so  she  tells  herself.  it’s  with  that  in  mind  that  she  decides  her  future  holds  best  a  career  that  showcases  her  art.  her  undergraduate  years  are  filled  with  hard  work  and  fun,  before  danika  is  walking  across  the  stage  with  her  degree  in  hand.

danika  takes  up  odd  jobs  here  and  there  in  the  first  three  years  post  college  when  she  moves  back  home  to  manhattan,  not  quite  feeling  fulfilled  at  what  she’s  doing  with  her  art  when  she  knows  she’s  capable  of  so  much  more.  it’s  on  a  whim  that  danika  decides  to  apply  at  a  video  game  company  for  their  open  concept  artist  position  despite  not  being  much  of  a  video  game  person  herself.  her  flair  for  details  between  conceptual  character  art  and  landscapes  is  what  earns  her  the  job  and  as  she  settles  in,  danika  comes  to  realize  that  she’s  found  her  place.

as  the  years  progress  and  danika  enters  her  late  twenties,  she  meets  her  partner  where  the  two  would  eventually  go  on  to  become  engaged.  danika  settles  into  her  career  with  a  promotion  and  pay  raise  before  slowly  dipping  her  toes  back  into  writing.  she  may  have  stopped  writing  in  her  journal  as  much,  but  it’s  with  the  insistence  of  her  father  that  she  doesn’t  bury  her  voice  and  somehow  finds  herself  in  the  side  gig  of  a  ghost  writer.  her  parents  both  think  danika  is  more  than  capable  of  fully  devoting  herself  to  writing  her  own  book  and  it  being  successful  on  its  own  merit,  but  for  now,  danika  is  happy  to  write  out  the  inner  machinations  of  someone  else's  mind.  danika  pushes  her  own  self  doubts  regarding  her  creativity  to  the  side  and  enjoys  the  budding  collection  on  her  bookshelf  of  books  she’s  technically  written,  but  have  the  name  of  someone  else.  the  books  act  as  a  physical  reminder  that  her  writing  is  good  enough  to  be  published  even  if  she  hasn’t  ever  taken  the  plunge  with  her  own  ideas.  danika  is  content  with  where  she  is  in  both  her  art  career  and  her  writing  pursuits.

in  terms  of  her  romantic  life,  danika  wishes  she  was  as  thriving  as  she  is  in  her  career.  she  and  her  partner  were  together  for  five  years  and  engaged  for  a  year  and  a  half  when  things  began  to  get  rocky.  her  partner  suggested  moving  to  their  hometown  of  blue  harbor,  illinois  due  to  their  new  job  offer  in  chicago.  both  believed  a  change  of  scenery  and  pace  was  what  their  relationship  needed.  fast  forward  eight  months  and  the  two  come  to  the  mutual  decision  to  end  their  relationship.  each  claim  a  differing  reason  as  to  why  they  grew  apart,  but  the  only  agreeable  bit  of  information  is  that  the  two  are  stuck  together  in  their  lease  for  another  few  months  since  whoever  breaks  it  is  responsible  to  their  share  of  rent  until  the  other  is  able  to  find  a  secondary  roommate  to  takeover,  or  pay  until  the  end  of  the  lease.  as  it’s  a  fairly  pricey  apartment,  neither  want  to  be  the  one  to  waste  their  money.

never  one  to  retreat  with  her  tail  between  her  legs,  danika  keeps  her  complaints  to  the  confines  of  her  family  and  is  sticking  it  out  in  hopes  of  moving  onto  the  next  chapter  of  her  life  soon.  sharing  an  apartment  with  your  now  ex  is  less  than  desirable,  but  danika  is  hoping  that  it  at  least  builds  character.  now  she’s  stuck  in  the  town  of  her  ex  and  his  family,  wishing  she  was  back  in  manhattan  but  also  slowly  growing  to  enjoy  blue  harbor.  to  her,  it  feels  almost  like  a  betrayal  with  how  her  life  flipped  since  arriving  and  she  tells  herself  once  her  lease  comes  due  in  four  months  that  her  bags  will  be  packed  once  again  for  new  york.

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(   sobhita dhulipala  .  cis woman  .  she/her  )       —       blasting  gods & monsters  by  lana del ray  down  main  street  we’ve  spotted  charvitha raavi  sporting  their  necklace adorned with three small crystals.  the  two hundred and three ( thirty-one )  year  old  witch  who’s  been  in  town  for  four months  often  can  be  seen  taking long strolls through the forest, watching old movies, searching for ancient trinkets filled with secrets, cooking to relax and return home, and taking whatever she wants,  or  working  as  an   employee  at  potion and pentacle.  people  say  they  display   resourceful   and  selfish  traits,  but  we  rather  trust  their  vibes:  a false sense of security, rich brown hair that smells of jasmine when it passes, an inviting smile, a dark room filled with various items used to craft, magic filled crystals to keep going.  also,  we’ve  heard  they  love  cooking and trying new food !   aren’t  they  fascinating ?   

PAST

magic had long lived in her family's blood on both sides. it was all charvitha knew, watching her parents do incredible things at a young age. the middle child of three girls, vitha also watched as her sister's gifts came while she struggled to do even the most basic of magic. and yet ... there were times where she would do the unexplainable and her sisters would be left breathless.

over the years, her father taught her there were other ways to do magic without taking it from other witches. other sacrifices could be made to do things, life could sometimes be a necessary offering. vitha knew doing that kind of magic would never be openly accepted but over the years didn't care, so long as it evened the playing field.

her mother, who saw what she was and what she could do as an abomination eventually left them all. she couldn't accept what her daughter had to do to do magic and encouraged other pursuits, but how could charvitha want to be anything but a witch?

others who found out called her something else, a siphoner. and most who looked down on her regretted it later. it made for a lonely life, constantly needing to take to survive. once people saw what she truly was, they reacted like her mother. even her sisters did not agree with her, not when they always willingly helped. but vitha wanted to do it on her own and prove she can be just as powerful as them.

finding portum, or portum finding her ... vitha's not sure which is true, but it feels like being dropped into her wildest dreams with magic existing in every corner. usually, she does not plan to stay long, knowing people don't react well to her, but with so much power in one place, vitha hopes to keep her secret for as long as she can.

ABOUT

jwala and dharani never blamed their sister for how her magic worked. in their teen years, the three did a spell, sacrificing their blood to endow her necklace with magic. charvitha never takes it off as it allows her to do minor spells.

this also allows vitha to guise as having her own magic, though she lets other believe her magic is meek and she is not very powerful.

throughout the years she has collected items containing magic, saving them to siphon when she needs it and usually carries something powerful ... just in case.

she exudes kindness and warmth ... but it's a lie. most that vitha gets close to are marks in her eyes, eventually to be a well for her.

her father is the only person she ever felt truly loved her for what she.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

tbd.

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❝ THEY MISTAKE PASSION FOR RECKLESSNESS, FIRE FOR CHAOS. BUT YOU ARE NO WILDFIRE. YOU BURN WITH PURPOSE, WITH CONTROL. ❞

𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸dossier : nymeria  martell  ›› princess of dorne ›› sobhita dhulipala .

❛❛  aesthetic.  ❜❜   ―   ◜   . ―     visions  of     orange  gold  halls,  rich  red  flowing  silks  and  fabrics,  lush  greens  of  tropic  plants,  sweet  smoke  in  fine  brothels,  overflowing  cups  of  sweet  dornish  wine . ⸻   .

introducing... 𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢 martell .

NYMERIA /basics :

age: thirty and two gender:  cisfemale,  she/her orientation:  pansexual religion:  lord of light marital  status:  single loyalty:  house  martell

NYMERIA / parallels :

oberyn  martell  (  got  )  , ellaria sand  (  got)  ,  ahsoka  ( star wars  )  athena(  greek mythoglogy )  ,  mastani  (  bajirao mastani)  , katherine peirce  (  tvd )  , akasha  (  the queen of the damned )  ,  lady danbury  (  bridgerton )

NYMERIA / family :

siblings: martell,  utp   ›   37+   ›   ruling  prince/ss  of  sunspear,  lady  paramount  of  dorne   ,  martell,  ameline   ›   35   ›   sibling  to  ruling  prince/ss,  princess  of  dorne   , martell,  utp   ›   25+   ›   sibling  to  ruling  prince/ss,  prince/ss  of  dorne   , martell,  utp   ›   22+   ›   sibling  to  ruling  prince/ss,  prince/ss  of  dorne   . significant  relationships:  tba .

UNBOWED, UNBENT, UNBROKEN .

princess of dorne, a vision of untamed splendor and sun-kissed ambition. as you glide through the opulent halls of king’s landing, the air shifts with your presence, vibrant silks trailing behind you like the ever-shifting sands of your homeland. gold glimmers against your skin, catching the light with every step, and the tropical greens of dorne blaze in your gaze, sharp as the serpents your house is known for. life’s pleasures—wine, flesh, secrets—spill freely around you, but you do not simply indulge. you command them, bending the currents of power that flow through brothels and courts alike. the scent of sweet smoke curls in your wake, an intoxicating veil of temptation and danger. they may fear you, dream of you, but you are no fantasy—you are the living embodiment of dorne’s strength, a serpent that will not be tamed.

your legacy is as unbreakable as the land you hail from. your father’s words still echo—dorne, unbowed, unbent, unbroken—and that pride courses through your veins, as hot and fierce as the desert sun. no enemy has ever breached your borders, no army has conquered your people, and you have grown up knowing that you are part of something greater than any northern kingdom or dragonlord. you stand apart, as does your house.

the third of five children, you grew up wild, the desert winds in your hair, the pulse of dorne in your blood.  you wandered under the stars, feeling the freedom of the night air, the power of your homeland. but there is more to you than passion and freedom. beneath your untamed exterior lies a calculating mind, sharp as the curved blade you wield with precision. you love the luxuries of life—gold, jewels, silk—but you know their value. these are not merely ornaments; they are tools, weapons in a game of power, and you are their master.

you are no fool, nymeria. others may waste their time scheming, but you observe, silent and patient. your beauty blinds your enemies, but you know the truth—they mistake passion for recklessness, fire for chaos. but you are no wildfire. you burn with purpose, with control. you strike when the moment is right, when your enemies are at their weakest, and they never see it coming. you are deliberate in every move, every decision. you are a flame that scorches only when the time is perfect.

in the bedchamber, as on the battlefield, your demands are high. you expect loyalty, devotion, and pleasure, and you give the same in return. but betrayal is unforgivable. cross you, and they will learn that while you may be a lover, you are also a viper. your malice is endless when provoked, your patience as vast as the desert. like a coiled serpent, you wait in the shadows for the perfect moment to deliver your strike. betrayal is a fatal mistake for anyone who dares challenge the princess of dorne.

let the other houses tremble at the sight of dragons, but dorne does not bow to silver devils or their beasts. your people have proven their strength, standing unbroken for generations. no army has conquered your land, no foreign ruler has claimed your people. this is your legacy, a challenge to your enemies and a promise to your lovers. while others waste themselves on schemes and whispers, you understand the true nature of power. it lies in waiting, in biding your time, and in striking only when the moment is perfect.

the court whispers about you—your allure, your growing power, the danger beneath your beauty. let them whisper. you are no mere ornament or silent figurehead. you are nymeria martell, the serpent in the sand, the viper who waits and watches, whose bite is always fatal. you are here to protect your house, your people, and your legacy.

dorne stands apart, and so do you. woe to those who forget the bite of the serpent.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

—      paramour  (female  /  female  presenting  ):  as  is  customary  for  the  nobility  of  dorne,  nymeria  martell  has  embraced  the  age-old  tradition  of  taking  a  paramour.  though  she  honors  the  duties  of  her  station,  this  relationship  is  one  of  passion  and  indulgence,  separate  from  the  political  alliances  she  navigates.  her  paramour  brings  her  moments  of  freedom  and  pleasure,  an  outlet  for  desires  that  the  constraints  of  royalty  cannot  always  satisfy.  while  her  loyalty  to  her  house  is  unwavering,  her  paramour  offers  her  something  deeper—an  escape  from  the  pressures  of  power.

—      childhood  companions:  nymeria  may  be  the  princess  of  dorne,  but  the  bonds  she  forged  with  her  childhood  companions  remain  unbroken.  these  are  the  friends  who  have  stood  by  her  side  since  their  youth,  individuals  who  know  her  truest  self  beyond  the  crown  and  titles.  their  advice,  though  sometimes  differing,  is  something  nymeria  values  deeply.  over  the  years,  their  loyalty  has  only  strengthened,  making  them  a  trusted  inner  circle  she  turns  to  in  moments  of  need,  knowing  that  their  bond  transcends  politics. —  sand  serpents:   behind  the  scenes,  she  has  formed  a  clandestine  group  known  as  the  sand  serpents—loyal,  deadly  agents  waiting  in  the  shadows  for  her  command.  this  secret  force,  led  by  those  who  share  nymeria's  cunning  and  ambition,  is  her  hidden  ace,  a  safeguard  against  betrayal  or  unforeseen  threats.  they  are  her  silent  sentinels,  poised  to  strike  at  a  moment's  notice,  always  ready  to  protect  dorne  and  its  fierce  ruler.

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Rapunzel from Tangled

Name: Rapunzel Basu Age: 28 Profession: Freelance Artist Pronouns: She/Her FC suggestions: Sobhita Dhulipala, Geraldine Viswanathan, Mrunal Thakur Face Claim: Sobhita Dhulipala Availability: Taken

Rapunzel's fate had been set in stone before her birth. Her mother had a rather difficult pregnancy and at times it seemed like her life would be at its end before Rapunzel would even be born. It was hard enough to conceive the child but to not even make it full term? It was something they couldn't live with. So they made a deal with a woman named Moya Gothel; they fell for her elixirs promising good health and in exchange for these bottles she asked for their child in exchange. Rapunzel's parents had no intentions of actually carrying out this deal but the moment Rapunzel was born, Moya stole her away and put her in the one place she knew no one would ever find her; an abandoned tower that only had one way in. Moya raised Rapunzel as her own and kept her hidden under the guise of keeping her safe. She was a prisoner and she didn't even know it.

The older Rapunzel became, the more she questioned the way she lived. Sure, Moya made sure she was fed and clothed, but she would leave her for hours on end and never explain where or why. Rapunzel had so many questions about the world beyond her tower and what life was like. Moya told her it was dangerous and full of thugs and people who wanted her dead. She instilled a fear into the woman that for a while, worked. Rapunzel entertained her dull life in the tower and stopped questioning her fate. And then one day she found a way out of the tower; a man clumsily finding his way into it. He was startled to see a grown woman living there and once she discovered he was not there to do her any harm…she asked him to help her leave. She needed to see the outside world for herself; she needed to confirm or deny Moya's tales. There was a restlessness in her heart and she knew that she wouldn't be able to settle herself until she saw what was out there.

Godscobh. A town full of mysterious people and mysterious ways of living. Rapunzel has a lot to learn but she's been loving every lesson learned. She's working as a freelance artist, she's meeting new people every day, and she's learning what it means to be a free person. Of course, the fear of Moya finding her is always present, but she's doing her best to swallow her fears and keep moving forward. There was no going back to how her life was before.

Notable character information: Rapunzel has been living in fear of Moya for too long, it's finally time to break free and have an adventure.

[xastrainclinant]

( tully b / sobhita dhulipala / cis woman + she/her ) hear ye hear ye — king garlan tyrell welcomes lady mariya tully of riverrun! his great majesty is glad that the twenty-nine year old noble appears to be gregarious while overlooking that it’s said they are also inconsistent, as long as they are glad to celebrate peace in the seven kingdoms. fortunately for them, garlan remains oblivious that they are happy with his reign and that their true allegiance lies with the riverlands. 

Name: mariya tully Age: 29 Orientation: pansexual Loyalties: house tully - the riverlands; house stark + house arryn loosely Religious affiliation: faith of the seven but sometimes she takes a notion to pray to the old gods of her father too Appearance: her lithe frame can at times make her appear taller than her 5'9 height. thick, dark waves are usually pulled back from her face but only enough so that they do not get in the way and still kept relatively loose. Gait: there's a lightness to her steps that often makes it seem as though she is dancing her way through life, a spring in her step and always a sense of urgency. Aesthetic: paint smudged cheeks dimpling with an irresistible grin; laughter falling easily from rosy lips as she entertains herself with her own quick remarks;

FAMILY: -

Father: edmure tully Father: jason tully née blackwood Siblings: three siblings Extended family: house blackwood (cousins) Marital status: unwed, unbetrothed

PERSONALITY: -

Traits: impulsive, sociable, intelligent, engaging, sarcastic, restless, adventurous, affectionate, quick witted, careless, stubborn, charismatic, energetic, wilful, resourceful. Values: she values her freedom above almost all else. the freedom to speak her mind, to life her life however she might choose. to make decisions when she wants to and not when she is supposed to. she values people who allow her space, free from expectations, rather than those would seek to stifle her. Fears: a cage or any feeling of being trapped. it is the main reason she has been so resistant towards the idea of a marriage, despite knowing that it's what is wanted for her she cannot bring herself to want it too when there is no guarantee that her spouse will allow her the same space that her family has. Moral Alignment: chaotic neutral Temperament: sanguine Zodiac: sagittarius sun, aries moon, gemini rising

BIOGRAPHY: -

tl;dr - headstrong nature has long been indulged by her family, allowing her to live her life according to her own whims ( within reason ) and so she struggles to take life seriously enough at times. with an intelligent mind that is rarely sated, the tully finds herself constantly searching for the next thing that will spark enjoyment. though away of her position and what is expected from her, mariya intends to delay the supposed inevitable for as long as possible, reluctant to trade her freedom in for a life of duty. though her love for her family and the riverlands might be the one thing that could persuade her to set aside her more selfish notions.

tw parental death

though the lords tully were not always her father, riverrun is the only home she had ever known. born to a groom and his wife, who passed in childbirth, mariya’s first memories within the keep are of the stables. she has been told that she quickly won all over with her dark eyes and easy smile, countless others helping to raise her alongside her father.

with so many around to love her, mariya became accustomed to the attention and grew into something of a precocious child. she was rarely bored and when she was it was all too easy to find someone who would indulge her.

she was four years old when her father was killed in an accident, leaving her an orphan but not without family. it took the lords tully very little time to decide to adopt mariya as one of their own children, already familiar and fond.

as she grew she developed a knack for getting her way, always ever so convincing with both the logic she laid out and her pleading gaze. first it was convincing her fathers to let her see more of the riverlands, staying with any bannermen that wished to host her or within inns and taverns. her claim had been that she wished to establish stronger bonds with their banners and while not entirely a lie it was mostly her wanderlust that had driven it.

when she was in her teens such persuasions had resulted in a spell in oldtown, this time convincing her fathers that the knowledge of the citadel would provide her with useful knowledge for the future and perhaps even connections. this time her decision was not so selfish, knowing how much her cousin and lady wished to go.

there is some acknowledgement of the notion that she is expected to marry to secure alliances for her family, though it is not a responsibility she feels all that keenly. instead she notes her other siblings and thinks them all just as capable, if not more so, of securing a stark or an arryn for themselves. she believes that there is far too much of the world left for her to see before she has to become someone’s wife.

HEADCANONS: -

mariya had little interest in books but she was endlessly fascinated by more creative endeavours and so painting has always been one of the few things that she partakes in that could be described as calming. she still finds it soothing and even now if she is fond of someone she will either paint them or paint for them to show it.

she still has a fondness for horses that she credits to her early years in the stables and if there is ever a time she goes missing she is likely riding. one of the few ventures that she has been consistent in is the breeding of horses, establishing a fine line from what had been her father's favourite mare.

CONNECTIONS:-

her ladies in waiting

past relationships

friendships kept alive by ravens

alliances she is supposed to be making

people she has gotten off on the wrong foot with

[sahernayak]

➵  basics

name: saher nayak nickname: n/a age / d.o.b. october 27, 1990; 34. faceclaim: sobhita dhulipala gender & sexuality: cis-female, bi. hometown: mandawa, rajasthan. currently:  west village, nyc. affiliation: syndicate.  job position: plastic surgeon education: high school diploma / bachelore degree in biology / stanford university school of medicine / general surgery residency program / fellowship training in plastic and reconstructive surgery residency program relationship status: single. children: none.

➵  traits

positive: adaptive, diligent, passionate, resourceful negative: callous, liar, emotionally stunted, unpredictable

➵  biography 

Mandawa, Rajasthan was a good place — at least that's how much Saher could remember of it. The world flickered in green and yellow, the colors of her mother's skirt as she danced around barefoot and sung, as loud as she could, to the tune her father was playing. They'd swallow their drinks until morning came and drown out the rest. They lived poor, but they were joyful (as long as there was music and alcohol around) She lived to hear the music stop one day, when her father moved away. To provide for a better life, her mother had said as she wiped her tears away. She didn't know how much of that was true, because Saher barely saw of her mother anymore, between the two jobs and the house work, she wondered if she ever got any sleep at all.

Resentment settled in. A few years later, the suitcases were packed, and the flights were booked and sixteen hours flew by like seconds. The family reunited, but nothing felt the same anymore.

Saher was an imigrant child, a transfer — her english was good but not good enough. She felt like something less, unworthy of attention, even if all eyes had been on her — staring (her clothes, her shoes, her hair.) She became a target.

It's how she found herself in between flying punches, her first fight. She won it too. Had the other girl tumbling down the stairs. Detention was nothing compared to her good grades, those stellar A's.

One fight turned into several, and now her peers were avoiding her for an entirely different reason.

Don't look at that one, she might punch you in the jaw — a rumor far better than the ones she saw written on bathroom stalls before. She'd rather be feared, than mocked.

Things escalated quickly, because the world moved fast, but Saher moved faster. Her mother called it a cry for help, the first time she saw her get on a motorcycle, and her father called it stupidity, when by the time she was twenty, she had broken both of her legs — twice.

Reckless endarganment is what the cops said, and Saher was inclined to agree with the last diagnosis. It was sheer recklesness that drove her into trouble's arms and it was recklesness that kept her there.

She was lacking in the empathy department and growing colder by the day.

None of that kept her from getting her medical degree. Medical student turned surgeon in the span of thirteen years. Saher was a good doctor — calculated and precise; sharp edge of a knife. Knife was all that mattered, because care was complicated, care required a level of selflesness that she didn't posess. It was somewhere between the life lessons lost, and that same recklesness that drove her down the highway at three hundred miles per hour, that Saher nearly crashed and burned her career into the ground. A stupid mistake turned fatal. An accident that had opened up a door for her, because she's been thriving in dishonesty since she was a child. Insignificant childish lies turned into theft and now forgary — There was no going back now — now that the lies spilled not only from her mouth, but on paper too. She lied without even flinching. Saher hid the evidence, and she hid it well, just like she used to stolen goods. Play with fire, and you'll only get burned — but being burnt is what she wanted, she played with the flames all faerless and glazy-eyed and that was surely bound the catch the attention of people in need of such an asset to their lives— the woman that feared no man, and no consequences, and spat in the face of anything that didn't work in her favor.

➵  connections

Jeong-in Kang | ally Fellow Residents | open Syndicate members | open

➵  headcanons

only joined the syndicate because Jeong-in Kang was more convincing than the other guy.

doesn't trust anyone fully

would only do something if there's personal gain

would dispose of anyone when she no longer needs them

actually loved her job and regrets fucking it up

still keep in contact with her parents

fucks around too much

owns two motorcycles

knows how to shoot a gun, and owns one

[devanitoland]

♛ → DORNE presents DEVANI TOLAND, the LADY of GHOST HILL. the THIRTY year old CIS WOMAN who was FLAMBOYANT & ADVENTUROUS before they saw the first of the flames, is now MERCURIAL & DISHONEST after seeing the last. they’re often associated with the salt-spray of the ocean on your face, the thrill of the unknown lying before you, old maps lying haphazardly on top of one another, annotated with untidy handwriting in fresh ink. ( sobhita dhulipala )

pinterest ⊹ playlist ⊹ wanted connections ⊹ character building ⊹ timeline ⊹ ghost hill lore ⊹ tasks ⊹ house toland

tws: mentions of neglect and narcissism, infertility, child abandonment, post-natal depression, botched medical treatment, murder

history.

north

devani tvesha toland was born to house toland, the third child and second daughter of varun and amara toland. she would be their youngest child, too. future children would not grace their household, but lord and lady toland had their heir and spare and an extra for marrying, and while disappointed that there would not be further children to help further their house's status, that was enough.

with her older brother, aditya, the heir presumptive to ghost hill, devani was expected to support him in securing his position. she was brought up by a demanding mother from a young age to be perfect, so that she may one day serve on dorne's small council or become wife to an important lord.

while her mother was controlling, demanding excellence at every turn, her father took little interest in his children. a sailor on an essoian trading galley before he was a lord, and a second child himself who became heir upon his elder sister's death, some of the few conversations he had with either of his offspring were lamenting the loss of his glory days at sea.

it's difficult to say why devani turned out the way she did. perhaps it was a natural rebellious streak that clashed with her mother's overbearing nature, or she took her father's melancholic reflections of his life before lordship to heart, but she developed an uncooperative attitude to her mother's attempt to bring her in hand. over the course of her childhood, she became a mischievous troublemaker, always doing the opposite of what she was asked to, prone to escapades that made her mother despair of her. she became wild, and found that she enjoyed that far more than she enjoyed trying to please anybody but herself.

she might have had an ally in her siblings - but never were there children more different. devani was curious and adventurous, seeking fun and enjoyment wherever she went, but aditya was smug and pompous, far too under his mother's thumb, and prone to telling tales on his sister. her sister, pallavi, was different again, a carbon-copy of their scheming, controlling mother, ambitious and cruel. from a young age, there was very little love lost between the three, and no sense of sibling camaraderie.

east

by the time she was a teenager, devani was practically uncontrollable. she rejected every attempt by her mother to bring her under control, went where she pleased, when she pleased, and spent little time at home, instead preferring the company of dante uller, her childhood best friend, and ruqaiyah dayne, who she developed a romantic attachement to.

she was little more than a child when she departed westeros for good, slipping into her brother's clothes and stealing away in the night at the age of sixteen. there was nothing for her in ghost hill - she had always been a silly, selfish girl with a willful mind full of tall tales. silly she might have been, but she was tricksome, too. she'd planned her escape from dorne well enough that she was already on her way to essos by the time anybody realised she had gone, her family forced to conclude that there was nothing they could do but wait for her to return home.

devani never had any intention of doing so. she didn't even write to let them know she was alive until five years later, and even then, it was a simple note that gave no indication of how to contact her. devani did not want to be found, and she would make sure that she was far beyond the reach of her mother at all costs.

she spent the years travelling essos, visiting cities she had only read about in books, learning new languages and cultures. she's ridden with a dothraki khalasar, swam in the waters of the jade sea, and stood on the edge of the shadowlands of asshai. she travelled light all the while, keeping close to her only a small collection of near-worthless treasures that she could carry with her to remind her of her adventures.

south

she's taken many lovers in her years away from home, but rarely does she stay long enough for them to leave much of an impression. her romances have been short, passionate, and over long before they can begin in most circumstances - with one notable exception.

there was a man once that charmed her so completely that she forgot to leave him: bennaro nogarys. she was twenty-three when they met, and married him only two weeks later. devani thought she loved him deeply, more than she has ever loved anything, more than even herself. the only other person who has ever made her feel like that is ruqaiyah dayne.

soon after the wedding, things changed. she and bennaro decided they would settle in his hometown of selhorys. once there, he began to limit her freedoms, which upset her greatly. she was planning to leave him when devani fell pregnant with her first and only child. the first wave of morning sickness brought with it all the doubts she hadn't thought about before marrying.

in her heart, devani knew she would make a terrible mother, and suddenly, all that she had ignored when she met her husband suddenly seemed like the end of the world.

she'd like to say that she tried. that she gave it her all and couldn't give anymore, but that wouldn't be true. she was twenty-four when she brought her son into the world on her own nameday, a sweet little baby with jet black curls and eyes too big for his face, named kheerat. she was twenty-four and three weeks when she left him with his father and disappeared from their lives as she once had from the tolands.

it wasn't that she didn't love her son, despite the fact she felt nothing but contempt for his father. she did, as much as devani toland is able to do. but she was not a natural mother. she'd heard other women speak of the joy of holding their baby in their arms, but felt nothing but anxiety and sorrow when she held her own. she loved him enough to recognise that it was only a matter of time before she let him down. she thought endlessly about her own father, constantly wishing for days gone by and the freedom he had lost. and so, instead of waiting to disappoint, she hastened up the process. she did what she had always done when things got too hard and too real - she ran.

west

devani has spent all of her adult life away from westeros. as such, it's been easy to keep tabs from afar in a detached, methodical sort of way. she's taken more of an interest of late now she's caught word of her brother's trial.

she's only in dorne to see how things go, with plans to claim her dues should her brother fall. however, she's flighty and easily bored, so may not be entirely capable of cleaning up the mess he leaves behind.

fourteen years, she's been away, and in that time she's lived a life of adventure. she's walked the streets of the free cities, joined and abandoned mercenary companies, and forged a path that is entirely her own. her return to dorne is her next grand adventure - she's nothing if not opportunistic, and what may be disastrous for her house could still prove advantageous to her.

her return to westeros was not received well by her cousin, joy manwoody. devani does not know her cousin's motives, but joy was able to uncover the existence of devani's estranged husband and child, and threatened to reunite the family in order to force devani back into the role of wife and mother. she would not succeed in this goal. a cornered dog bites, and devani bit back in order to protect the life she had built, scheming with armaan yronwood, who had his own reasons for wanting joy gone, to kill her cousin. she was successful, managing to subtly incite an infection once joy's twins were born and smothering her cousin with a pillow to finish her off. none but armaan know devani is a kinslayer, and she intends to keep it that way.

the death of dante uller hit devani hard. she could sense something was wrong, but was blindsided by how far gone he was. it is the first time in her life she has mourned anything, and an incredibly sensitive subject for her.

the weight of what she did to joy, dante's death, and the trauma of falling into the grave of a man whose murder she helped conceal in the crownlands has been weighing heavily on devani of late. her mental state is fracturing, and she's becoming more unreliable and out of control, even by her own standards.

recently, her estranged husband, bennaro, has died, and her son has joined her in dorne. for now, this is a secret known to none but devani.

personality.

basics

devani is incredibly confident, but also incredibly brazen. she acts completely without shame in every circumstance, and is only ever as respectful as she needs to be to not get herself in trouble. there's rarely ever outward disrespect there, but certainly an overfamiliarity.

she cares about very little in life, and so doesn't really take anything seriously. little matters to her - not politics, not family, not religion or material goods or loyalty her country. she exists to follow her own whims and desires.

she is a strange combination of chaotic and laid-back, operating with seemingly limitless energy, but letting most things roll off her back. she's a very go with the flow sort of person.

in a fight or flight situation, there's never been a time where devani has not chose flight. she doesn't just ignore issues when they arise, but she runs from her problems, her feelings, and anything that feels too serious. there are very few times she's confronted something head-on, and in times where flight is impossible, she will use underhand tactics to get what she wants. she's slyer and smarter than she appears, and can be incredibly tricksome when she needs to be.

she's been away from dorne for so long that she no longer sees herself as dornish. essos helped shape who she is far more than dorne ever had. as such, she does not hold many of the ideals and grudges of the dornish. with time and distance, they all seem rather irrelevant to her.

she's irresponsible and non-committal, avoiding all sense of duty and rejecting the idea that she has to do anything others want her to. the rebellious streak of her youth was never tempered over time, and she does not like authority much.

do not trust a word out of this girl's mouth. she's a liar and she enjoys it. she's not even bothered if people believe her or not, and she just lies for the hell of it. half of the stories about her adventures are true, but half are outright fabrications, and she will never tell you which is which. she's also a thief who takes everything that isn't nailed down, even from her nearest and dearest.

there are no circumstances where devani has put another human before her own needs. she will always choose herself.

despite her many flaws, she's incredibly fun to spend time with, loves entertaining, and has boundless energy. she's not a loyal friend, but she's a lively and positive one.

she's spent so long moving from place to place that she doesn't like being still for too long. she gets itchy feet, the urge to move on and continue her travels often overtaking her. she's curious about the world around her and the people in it.

to the surprise of many, she's not argumentative and isn't easy to anger. she has a rather cool, even temper, doesn't easily take offence, and usually laughs off attempts to insult her without engaging in further mud-slinging. rage is not a feeling she knows well. ruqaiyah dayne is perhaps the only person who can reliably incite anger in devani.

rumours

devani encourages rumours about what she was up to in her time abroad and actively confirms every single one, whether it's true or not.

when she initially disappeared, many rumours swirled about what exactly happened to devani toland, ranging from the fact she was still in ghost hill hiding a pregnancy out of wedlock to that she had died. initially, her mother tried to claim she was ill with greyscale, but without being able to prove it, she was eventually forced to admit she had no idea where devani was.

she is promiscuous, having known many lovers, and this is no secret. in particular, she is rumoured to have been dante uller's lover.

goals

devani's loyalty can be bought by the highest bidder, and that does not necessarily mean gold. she holds no patriotism towards dorne or sense of duty to her family. she puts herself and her values first in every circumstance, but what she values changes like the wind.

above all, she craves freedom, adventure, and fun. she doesn't reach for power, money, or political importance. living her life on her own terms and according to her whims is one of the only consistent things about her.

with the arrival of her son in dorne, her perspective has shifted. she's looking to secure him a place and a future - the one thing she is capable of doing as a self-admitted poor mother.

fears

she considers herself to be fearless, but her courage comes from her blasé attitude towards most things. her confidence could one day be her folly, but she truly believes in her own capacity to wriggle out of any situation - and to be fair, she's yet to be proven wrong.

when you strip back the layers of who she is, the one thing she truly fears is the loss of her freedom. she makes her worst and most treacherous decisions when that freedom is threatened and squirms away from any sort of duties and commitments that might hamper it.

other.

there is one person in the world, besides her son, that devani has cared about almost as much as herself, and that's dante uller. reconnecting with her best friend has been the highlight of her return to dorne, and she has transferred all the loyalty she has for him to his uncle, doran, since his death.

her relationship with her family is strained, at best. she was never close to her father, and did not shed tears at his passing, nor does she get along with her mother at all. her brother she views as a weak-willed mummy's boy with no mind of his own. her sister, pallavi, was very similar to their mother, and the two girls fought like cat and dog - like their father, devani felt very little when she passed away. her paternal aunt married into house manwoody, and while she once shared a close relationship with her cousin, joy, they had no contact whilst she was away and grew hostile when she returned.

devani is not a fighter. she prefers to use her wits and charm to escape sticky situations, but that doesn't mean she isn't capable of defending herself. she's more the type to try and disarm or distract her opponent to buy her time to escape than a skilled warrior, but when she does engage in combat, she favours a whip.

in essos, she maintained the guise of a wandering bard rather than a lady of house toland. she's played the sitar since she was young and can sing and dance well enough that this was never questioned, and has earned her enough money to live on when she's been in a pinch.

at 5'11, devani is an incredibly tall woman. her father was tall, too, but her mother and siblings are all far shorter than she is. her height serves her well when she wants to be noticed, and she will often accent it with heeled shoes. when she wants to go under the radar, she opts to dress as a man so her height does not give her away.

she has kept tabs on kheerat over the years from a distance. during their estrangement, she kept in touch with a friend from selhorys, who was the one to see him on a ship bound for westeros after his father's passing.

her clothing style is gaudy, with bright colours and a distinct essoian flair.

[senatushq]

NAME. Priya Chandra AGE & BIRTH DATE. 339 & June 13th, 1684 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her SPECIES. Daemonfey ( Liche ) OCCUPATION. Employee at Blud FACE CLAIM. Sobhita Dhulipala

BIOGRAPHY

In order to survive the Abyss, one had to be the strongest. That’s what her father would repeat over and over again. Bedtime stories rarely revolved around a prince in shining armor or the endless depths of friendship, but rather the cruelties one had to face in order to survive. To become stronger meant sacrifice and the abandonment of moralities. Priya never believed in such things as she considered herself to be a rare defender of individualism within her coven. A sorceress desiring the end of their dog eats dog society. With Hassan being one of the elders, her father put more pressure onto his daughter than necessary. Caving once her father sugarcoated the customs and power struggles that lead to traumatic events within the coven, Priya was sucked into this world, naive enough to put her father’s wishes over her own. What if he was right? An Elder with high ambitions trying to get his daughter to be more powerful and ready to survive surely wouldn’t have any ulterior motives. Instead, the sorceress slowly began to accept her father’s guidance in exchange for power.

Various challenges followed. Much like Herakles before her, the sorceress was tasked to complete dangerous challenges for the sake of enhancing her powers. Seeing as she didn’t have what it took to be as powerful as her father wanted her to be, he specifically pushed her further into this world, cutthroat, ambitious, survivalists of the worst kind. They had ambitions to become immortal, so to honor the coven’s values, Priya put herself in grave danger to find meaning in her sacrifice. Do not cry for the sacrificial lamb; she’s the one sharpening the knife. To be a sorceress means endless sacrifice to achieve one’s ends and Priya desperately tried to please her coven. Following that path, she forced herself through the darkness, conjured dark magic to defeat her unfortunate enemies. The more time she spent challenging herself, the deeper her father forced her down this road of sacrifice and obedience, the more he heart rebelled. Despite what her coven preached, her heart’s own desire was already reserved for someone else. A Vampire of all creatures, someone who’d already achieved immortality.

What was supposed to be a real testament of her own strength turned out to be a nightmare. Once invited, the vampire attacked them, fed and laid waste to their coven like nothing before. Old and wise, he knew how to have them running for the hills to further excite their blood. Priya awoke among the smell of smoke, burning buildings and laughter echoing through the darkness. Her throat burned, her muscles had stopped aching and her reflexes had become much more refined, faster and… stronger. The strength of immortality. Did she succeed? Only her father stood after the vampire fled the scene, his pockets filled with gold and his body almost overflowing with blood. Now a vampire, her father struggled with what should never be. His undead daughter, stronger than ever, lead by her own heart rather than ambitions. And yet, as their eyes met, Priya’s father struggled to find it in him and kill her for good. The coven’s death wouldn’t have to be for nothing if only they used their teachings to reverse her immortality.

Grieving over her entire coven’s death, Priya believed herself to be the culprit, the hungry vampire who had killed them all in a blackout. Nothing remained, but she knew better than to believe her own lies. The vampire who’d turned her, her one time lover, ended up being nothing more than a trickster, an executioner with fangs, corrupt and merciless. So when her father suggested dark alternatives, desperate for her daughter to return, Priya listened, now more than ever. Watching her father’s madness unfold The guilt didn’t stop. Believing to be the cause of his madness, Priya did whatever necessary to revert the curse and rebuild what had been lost. As she tipped the goblet filled with vampiric ichor down her throat, much of what used to be vanished. Drawn closer by the look of blood but cringing at the initial smell, the actual blood tasted much sweeter, smokier, than what she’d expected. Potent and addictive, Priya poured the blood down her throat, to drown in it, to feel nothing but the sinful taste of what would forever change her life. The demon crawled down her throat with its ichor, taking a hold of her body and soul. The blood of an archfiend, a source of great power to revert what had been done. Blood was the answer, revealing what had been hidden within the darkness for so long.

This hadn’t been her chance of freedom, but only a desperate attempt to revert her own death – a sacrificial lamb, her body served as the ultimate vessel for an archfiend. Enraged and starving, the now Liche slit her father’s throat and tasted his blood out of spite. Such cruelty came with a price: the peace loving, kind child feasted on her father like maggots on a corpse: relentlessly, unceremoniously, only to hurt, only to feast. She watched him carefully as her father’s heart stopped beating, eyes glossy from tears. A Liche, that what she was, an undead creature.

Trying to find meaning in her new, damned existence, Priya travelled the world, hoping to regain some of her humanity within. Kind and still naive, she clung onto the nearest group of vampires in hopes of belonging somewhere. An outcast among outcasts, she was neither bad nor entirely good, feeding upon those she should call family. Alas, the archfiend within had made itself comfortable, peeking through every once in a while, demanding blood and violence. While the archfiend within recklessly wreaked havoc upon her core values and soul, Priya became everything her father wanted her to be: powerful, immortal and, above all, doomed to a life of solitude.

The more the archfiend took over, the less Priya’s body tried to fight them. Mentally she remained on guard, losing control every once in a while, Their ambitions became her own: power, albeit put to good use, a monster with morals, a damned creature of warmth and love despite her cold skin. Still, as she looked in the mirror, her appearance skeletal and frightening, the archfiend within tasked her with the never ending battle for power and influence while her heart remained stoic: the sacrificial lamb, the sorceress who’d never ceased to love, would always remain.

PERSONALITY

+ kind, witty, devoted – tormented, stubborn, naive

PLAYED BY SASKIA. GMT+1. She/Her.

[sunbecms]

(   SOBHITA DHULIPALA.  CIS WOMAN.  SHE/HER.   )   ⸺   Ꮺ  ⋆   greetings , buffalos !  walking around campus , sporting her FATHER’S POCKETKNIFE we’ve spotted ANIKA SETTY ,  a thirty year old who contributes to our thriving community as an ARMORER . according to our intel , they’ve been around the sanctuary for TWO YEARS and they DO agree with the decision to close the gates .

trigger warnings : weapons , firearms / guns , illness , death 

anika setty grew up a military brat , shuffled from strict community to strict community year after year .  she grew up very close with her father who taught her to be an independent , strong-willed woman who could take care of herself .  it wasn’t your typical father-daughter doting relationship ; he was a high ranking military official and the line between child and solider was sometime blurred ; anika was expected to behave , be self-sufficient , and not let emotions overtake her .  luckily , anika’s father’s harshness suited her , as the same roughness was woven in her dna and she was naturally prone to it .  they remained close until she entered her own military training as a young adult .  that is when the outbreak began . 

used to wielding weapons from a young age , anika was no stranger to knives , firearms , and whatever else she could get her hands on to survive .  she was a natural born leader and kept a small group of survivors alive and well under her command .  during her travels , anika met a man much different from herself .  he was an artist , a songwriter , a poet . 

at first she scoffed at this man and fought to keep her group’s limited resources away from him .  he did not serve much utility in her mind and was only brought along because he knew one of her friends .  as time went on and friends were lost , the man became a source of comfort to anika .  he showed her what it mean to express grief , soul , love .  slowly she warmed to him despite herself , and they fell for one another .  they grew to be engaged , though anika tried to tell him it was silly to want marriage in such a destructive world , and yet she found herself longing for it too . 

after a year , anika’s fiance fell ill .  at first she thought it would be temporary , but it only worsened .  in a blow that broke anika’s heart permanently , her finace died .  completely torn apart , anika withdrew from her self-created society and exiled herself .  it was only her toughness and sheer will that kept her alive from there until she ended up at the sanctuary .  there , she found simple life as an armorer easy and focused and she fell into a mindless routine quickly . 

anika can be rough and difficult with a seemingly impenetrable guard , but she is openly personable , charismatic , and fervently committed to the others at the sanctuary .  those close to her affectionally call her ‘nika’ or simply ‘nik’ , and they know that she would do anything to ensure their survival .  though she cannot always accept care herself , she is typically open to caring for others as they need .  her former lover opened her mind ever slightly , and his impression will always be with her . 

wanted connections ?? 

➤ ride or die , anika would do anything for this person and vice versa .  whether or not their personalities match , they are on the same wavelength .  

➤ roommate ( s ) , people anika lives with , those she trusts enough to have near when she’s unconscious at least . 

➤ flings / fwb , they use each other’s wittiness and bodies for some fun with things get tough ; it doesn’t mean anything .  ( any gender )  

➤ former ( ? ) romantic interest , whether it stays 100% former or not will depend on chemistry , but maybe someone who anika had interest in when she arrived at the sanctuary , or vice versa , before anika shut down when things became too real .  ( any gender ) 

➤ confidants , maybe they’re not close during the daylight hours , but when night falls and insecurities and fears arise , they seek out comfort and honesty with one another .  

➤ sibling-like dynamic , they annoy each other , they bicker , they confuse outsiders , but they have each other’s back .  

➤  etc , i’m very open to wcs you want for your own muses or ideas you think may work ! 

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click the source for 159 gifs of indian actress SOBHITA DHULIPALA from THE NIGHT MANAGER: PT ONE(2023). she is telugu. please note that i do not approve of the 5+/- age rule. these were made from scratch and more will be added at my leisure, so please don’t edit, repost or claim as your own or i will eat you. tag me if you’re posting edited gif icons for public use. consider reblogging to spread poc options if useful. enjoy !

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oh,  how  nice  is  to  see  you  both  here,  ANIKA  SETTY  &  LEIGHTON  DE  LOURDES  BEHRENS !   with  how  things  are  these  days,  you’re  a  sight  for  sore  eyes.  do  not  forget  to  read  the  new  bulletin  at  the  information  panel,  and  above  all,  stay  safe.

WELCOME  TO  BOULDER !   hali,  please  follow  the  steps  indicated  in  our  checklist  and  submit  your  account  within  the  next  24  hours.   if  you  need  more  time,  don’t  hesitate  to  let  us  know !   sobhita  dhulipala  &  chay  suede  +  jack  behrens’  foster  brother  wc  are  now  taken .

(   sobhita  dhulipala.  cis  woman.  she / her.   )   ⸺   Ꮺ  ⋆   greetings,  buffalos !   walking  around  campus,  sporting  her  father’s  pocketknife,  we’ve  spotted  ANIKA  SETTY,   a  thirty  year  old  who  contributes  to  our  thriving  community  as  an  ARMORER.  according  to  our  intel,  she’s  been  around  the  sanctuary  for  two  years  and  what  we  know  about  her,  aside  from  the  fact  that  she  does  agree  with  the  decision  to  close  the  gates,  is  that  anika  grew  up  a  military  brat  ,  traveling  the  world  while  being  raised  by  a  very  strict  but  loving  father  ;  anika  learned  to  wield  weapons  from  a  young  age  which  has  helped  her  survive  since  the  outbreak  ;  anika  met  and  fell  in  love  with  someone  during  her  survivor  travels  ,  but  her  fiancé  fell  ill  and  died  ;  anika  is  affectionately  referred  to  as  ‘nika’  or  simply  ‘nik’  by  the  few  she  is  close  to .   doesn’t  that  make  her  fantastic ?   we  think  it  does,  and  that’s  why  we  appreciate  her  so  much,  grateful  for  what  she  gives  to  our  community.

(   chay  suede.  cis  man.  he / him.   )   ⸺   Ꮺ  ⋆   greetings,  buffalos !   walking  around  campus,  sporting  his  braided  twine  bracelet,  we’ve  spotted  LEIGHTON  DE  LOURDES  BEHRENS,   a  thirty - two  year  old  who  contributes  to  our  thriving  community  as  a  DOCTOR.   according  to  our  intel,  he’s  been  around  the  sanctuary  for  five years  and  what  we  know  about  him,  aside  from  the  fact  that  he  doesn’t  agree  with  the  decision  to  close  the  gates,  is  that  leighton  grew  up  in  an  incredibly  tumultuous  childhood  environment  and  entered  foster  care  at  a  young  age  ;  leighton  has  always  been  a  little  rough  around  the  edges  and  finds  it  difficult  to  connect  with  people  around  him  -  he  would  rather  help  or  provide  a  service  than  to  offer  advice  or  comfort  ;  leighton  was  in  his  early  years  of  med  school  when  the  outbreak  occurred  -  a  doctor  who  became  his  mentor  assisted  him  in  finishing  his  training .   doesn’t  that  make  him  fantastic ?   we  think  it  does,  and  that’s  why  we  appreciate  him  so  much,  grateful  for  what  he  gives  to  our  community.     *    (  jack  behrens’  foster  brother  wc  ) .

⸺    written  by  hali   (  they / she  .  twenty9  .  est  .  triggers added to the list.  )

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‘ sobhita dhulipala, cisfemale, she-her, 34 / 340 , high fae ’ ― cauldron save you. it seems rhani kupar has finally made it to the capital, the emissary from the summer court is said to be graceful and is said to describe themselves with flawless braids laced with golden thread, constant humming of soft lullabies, perfectly timed glances with unnerving weight and well placed pride in oneself and with all of this in mind their inquisitorial nature always seems to get them into trouble. may the mother hold them as they navigate this unthinkable time.

𝔾𝔼ℕ𝔼ℝ𝔸𝕃 𝔻𝔼𝕋𝔸𝕀𝕃𝕊.

FULL NAME:  Rhani Kupar NICKNAME(S):  Nini for those closest to her. NAME MEANING: princess. AGE: 34 - 340 SPECIES: high fae. PLACE OF BIRTH: Summer Court GENDER: cisfemale PRONOUNS: she/her SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual, probably - also likely not.

ℙℍ𝕐𝕊𝕀ℂ𝔸𝕃 𝔸ℙℙ𝔼𝔸ℝ𝔸ℕℂ𝔼, 𝔼𝕋ℂ.

HEIGHT: 5'7 BUILD: soft and feminine curves. TATTOOS: small hand tattoos across both hands. CLOTHING STYLE: light blue and white dresses that are always immaculate. DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: long jet black braids that are laced with gold, excessive levels of jewellery and eyes that are a bright gold. SIGNATURE SCENT: ocean dried skin. ABILITIES: excellent glamour magic, usual amounts of water manipulation and the usual high fae capabilities.

𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂𝕊𝕋𝕆ℝ𝕐.

rhani was born and raised with a purpose in mind. her family was of noble lines and they did well for themselves just fine in the summer court but her father had always been power hungry and egar to make connections within the solar courts.

when rhanis father made friends with the high lord of the day court, and their children were of similar ages, thanks to her families line of work at just the young age of 10 it was agreed that rhani would be wed to the future high lord of the day court.

having known no different in her life and sensing the jealousy from each of her family members, she threw herself into her life as the future wife of a high ruler. she took every class she may need, spent far more time at in the day court than she did her home. rhani was ready to learn to love her husband and be a perfect high lady at his side. she hadn't ever known the possibility of anything else, she hadn't wanted anything else so when the news came that her betrothed was calling things off, rhani felt unsure of herself for the first time in her life.

every piece of confidence she had mastered was suddenly gone and she found herself retreating home to summer, unsure of what she had done wrong.

unwelcome by her family for her failings at securing what had been so easily set up for her, rhani found herself truly without purpose for the first time in her life.

she spent a good year wallowing, trying to figure out what she was going to do with herself and how she was going to put the pieces back together when she happened across the current emissary for the summer court. they fascinated her, they got to travel so much, they had so much purpose and rhani found that they could listen to their stories for hours.

as they were an older fae now, rhani knew it was only a matter of time before they needed to be replaced and her new purpose in life was to be ready for that spot when it came about. luckily, the current emissary at the time found they had a soft spot for rhani and gladly allowed her to come along.

when general age finally wore down the old emissary to the summer court, rhani proved to the ruling family that she could step in without question. she had built connections, she was well known and well liked and even better spoken. she had proven that she was worth something, even if not the marriage she had once been promised too.

these days she is well settled into her role and whilst she prefers being home at the summer court, she can often be found popping up around other courts to keep up appearances and friendships.

she is quick to offer a judgemental gaze but knows when to hold her tongue, she is excessively proud, especially in her appearance and given things that have happened to her in the path any form of feedback is often taken as failure.

despite knowing its silly, she closes herself off to any form of real connection, rhani has been let down too many times to trust that anyone truly has good intentions when it comes to her heart.

𝕎𝔸ℕ𝕋𝔼𝔻 ℂ𝕆ℕℕ𝔼ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ𝕊.

former lovers

friends from other courts

her little informants

someone that she could have loved if she hadn't sworn of off romance all together.

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( SOBHITA DHULIPALA | SHE/HER | CISFEMALE) spotted! isn’t that RHANI THAKUR wandering through the courtyard? the distinctive THIRTY-ONE year old is a former cadet of the INFANTRY quadrant who will be teaching the FIELD SUVIVAL course as the JUNIOR INSTRUCTOR . they are widely recognized as CONCILIATORY and AFFABLE, yet they can be quite  ENIGMATIC  and INDULGENT  when provoked. i guess we’ll find out more about them as time goes on but they already give me the vibes of … PRISTINE UNIFORMS WITHOUT A MARK, SECRET CONVERSATIONS THAT STOP WHEN OTHERS APPEAR & WARN SKETCH BOOK THAT'S SURELY FULL OF SECRETS.

THE BASIC NEED TO KNOWS:

full  name: Rhani Sukhveer Thakur

age: thirty-one.

height: 5'9

sexuality: heterosexual & single.

parents: her mother was a healer, named Sukveer and her father was a genera in the infantry named Jaag.

siblings: two younger brothers.

role: junior instructor in field survival.

negative traits: is overtly competitive and isn't above playing dirty if she thinks it get's her what she wants. can be excessively prideful in her appearance, is known for making snap judgments of people and giving them a hard time whilst they disprove that judgment, likes to prove she is 'tougher' than the men and pushes herself too far.

positive traits: stops and speaks to any animal that she comes into contact with like they're human and can understand her. doesn't like bullies and will always stand up for the small kid. always has snacks on hand to feed people.

A SHORT INTRO:

Rhani lived a perfectly normal life when she was growing up, the oldest sister with two younger brothers she picked up care taker instincts when she was still young and they became a part of who she was. Ever nurturing to those around her, many people expected Rhani to join the healers quadrant when it was her time to enter Bagaith but something in her tugged her towards the riders quadrant. Having grown up on the stories she always wondered what it would be like but she couldn't bring herself to do it, she didn't feel quite brave enough and instead found herself trapped between expectation and adventure. Meeting in the middle and with her father in mind Rhani found herself joining the infantry quadrant.

She quickly learnt that it was not going to be easy but was determined to make the most of it, refusing to quit what she had signed herself up from and she made it her mission to survive over anything when she learnt how quickly things could go wrong. Making sure she was never quite the best so that she didn't get a name for herself and always ensuring that she was never the worst Rhani was careful with her friendship and her alliances, though the idea that the infantry was second best to the riders.

Riders were brave but they had dragons to hide behind, without them they'd be nothing and Rhani grew a new termination to change the way that people saw the infantry and their use. After spending some time stationed at the front Rhani realized that the opinion needed to change from within themselves and not just everyone else and applied to be an instructor at Basgaith, hoping that she can shape more people that join the infantry to want to change how seriously they are taken.

CHARACTER QUESTIONS:

what is/was their family and early life like?: Rhani has two loving parents, a healer and a infantry general that fell in love when she was forced to put him back together. Rhani is the oldest of the bunch with two younger brothers, though her youngest brother doesn't speak to the family much since he made it into the riders quadrant. Still Rhani likes to visit home often and she will check in on her brothers when she can, sending reports home to her parents so that they don't worry. 

how was their experience as a cadet at basgiath?: Rhani liked to try and fit in, she didn't want to stand out and she didn't want to fall behind. She was bitter that she didn't have the nerve to become a rider and took that out on herself mainly. She got into several scraps but held her own and more or less worked her way through in the shadows of the obvius leaders. 

do/did they have any skills, interests and/or experiences before they returned to basgiath?: Rhani loves art, there isn't anything she won't doodle on if she has a pen around and her sketch book is one of the only things she has carried with herself since she was a cadet. 

why did they choose to become an instructor at basgiath?: It's no secret that everyone thinks that it takes one who infantry squad to make up for one dragon and their rider but Rhani knows they could make more of a difference if the changed the mentality that being a part of the infantry is to be automatically second best and she hopes to change that as an instructor. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

tba.