#thanaredreamtof

[myriadxofxmuses]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE !!

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Tagging: @thanaredreamtof , @lostxones (Molly & Shiloh), @waveofstars (Chey), @twdgdeadmanwalking , @missautumn , @snowsfallen , @conscriptur (Finnick), @uncxntrollable (Lakota), @lunarruled , @savagecuhnt , @mistyxday , @seeance , @strictlyoc , @strictlycanon , @interxstitial ,  and YOU

► NAME: Eirwen Evervale

► NICKNAME: Phoenix, Wren

► TITLE(S): Peacekeeper, Rebel

► AGE: 23+

► SPECIES: Human

► SEX: Female

► NATIONALITY: Capitol resident

► INTERESTS: Hiking, drawing, (secretly) fashion, survival skills, the violin (She used to play when her family was still a family. She hasn't picked one up in years however), animals, learning anything she can

► PROFESSION: Peacekeeper/Mercenary/Rebel

► BODY TYPE: Fit, lean

► EYES: Blue

► HAIR: Red

► SKIN: Pale

► FACE: Ellie Bamber FC

► POSTURE: Decent enough

► HEIGHT: 5'6

► VOICE:

► SIGNATURE OUTFIT: Black, tactical, and usually her mercenary uniform

► SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None

► COMPANIONS: Brother, Apratis Evervale

► STRENGTHS: She is observant and chooses her words wisely.  She knows enough about a lot to get her successfully through life, some things useless, but interesting to her nonetheless. She has a thirst for knowledge to say the least. She is fiercely loyal - even if it can also be a weakness at times.

► WEAKNESSES: She can be extremely guarded after being torn apart from her brother. Her eyes have been opened to the true nature of the Capitol and her trust isn't easy to gain. Because of these things, she is often misunderstood in her methods and can come across as harsher than intended. She pushes people away when the feeling of attachment creeps in - unnecessarily choosing to be alone. She can be impulsive. Especially when it comes to those few she's let in.

► FRUITS: Strawberries, grapes

► DRINKS: Water and tea. She's very plain and simple when it comes to her drink preferences. Unless she's drinking. 

► ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: Only socially and at times when stressed; no preference

► SMOKES: Never

► DRUGS: Never

► DRIVER'S LICENSE: N/A

[lost-in-ivory]

@thanaredreamtof​ liked this for a starter <3

“They were right to hire you, you have a great voice.” Alister said to the new hire approaching her bar. “What can I get for you? On the house.”

[cursivebloodlines]

Closed starter for @thanaredreamtof

Working the late shift at the practice was not uncommon for the likes of Douglas Blackwood. Some nights were chaotic with emergencies, which he didn't mind because it kept him distracted from the confines of his own mind. Other times not so much. Either way, he was never short of work to do. Working nights made his job feel more rewarding; being open when a lot of veterinary practices were closed meant people could bring their beloved pets to him when they were desperate and had nowhere else to go. He adored his job, adored the animals he treated. They were cute and each had their own individual personalities - he never knew what to expect. And to see the difference he could make... it was everything. Sat in his desk chair, Dougie was typing up the notes from one of his consultations when he heard frantic knocking at the front door. At night, they kept it locked for security purposes as there weren't always many members of staff present. Immediately, he rushed up to his feet, practically sprinting out of his room, down the corridor, past the front desk, and over to the door. He quickly twisted the long and pulled the door open in a hurry, taken aback by the rain pouring outside. "Bloody hell, I didn't realise the weather out here was so awful." He looked at the person who stood before him and proceeded to step away from the door, ushering them in. "Please, come in before you get absolutely soaked," he said, shutting the door behind him. A warm, welcoming smile on his lips, though concern was etched on his features. "Follow me - I'll sort the reception/admin-ny stuff after," he added, heading to his consultation room without any further ado. He didn't want to spare any moment. "I'm so sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. Just thought the sooner we get this one into the room, the better," Dougie said politely, offering another small smile. "I'm Dr Blackwood but I'm not one for the formalities - so please call me Dougie. How can I help?" He often went by his first name because it felt more normal to him, and it just made things feel a little more comfortable for the people he dealt with, especially in their moments of distress for their beloved fur babies.

[blindspct]

a smile made its way onto alejandro's face as he ran the woman's doorbell. he'd let himself in if he felt as though he had to but typically, he liked giving felicity as much privacy as he could, especially since she didn't get a lot of it. once she opened the door, he gave her a nod. "good morning, felicity. are you ready for a busy day?" he went with her everywhere and so he knew her schedule like the back of his hand. it was best that way. he could properly protect her then. "i know i'm early but you're on a bit of a strict schedule today. do you have any bags i should carry to the car for you?"

@thanaredreamtof

[ask-thedepressedkidatthetable]

Justin sat in the farthest corner of the library, various newspapers spread out in front of him awhile he consolidated his bags. His useful one, the backpack, was a lifesaver right now, holding money, food, water, compass, journal and technology. The other, the one his father had forced into his hand before kicking him out was less helpful. Coat, participation trophies of all things- "Why?" Justin muttered to himself, shoving them back into the bag. There were fabric scraps, a half empty bottle of water he was going to keep, but for the most part it was all just . . . useless. Justin sighed heavily, laying his forehead down on the table.

Nearly half an hour passed like that, and one of the librarians was just about to break the professional barrier to ask him if he was alright before he stood up, throwing the last useless things his family had left him with in the trash before returning the to matter at hand, what the hell was he supposed to do?

Only in the most technical of terms was the farm a walkable distance, but given his limited circumstances, he wasn't about to call a bus or cab for an ad that very well may be closed at this point. Why this was his first choice anyway, he couldn't have said. Perhaps he just felt like the city wasn't a friendly place to be right now. At the very least, he'd be closer to the neighboring town than he had been. He had all the paperwork needed to prove he existed, so what else? You tried making it work, because laying down dead only got one outcome.

He stepped carefully over a mouse nest and recited a stanza. It was late, and when he could hardly see in front of him anymore, he stopped for the night, a small fire warming the clearing. In the morning, he continued again, wearing off the stiff and cold an hour later. And sometime after that, The Farm came into view. Justin got a huge sinking feeling in his gut at its sight, but it was too late to turn back, especially when a man came to meet him at the gate. He should have called ahead- should have gone in another direction, should have done a lot of other things differently but he didn't.

"You had an ad in the paper for work?" // @thanaredreamtof

[forestofforever]

🔁 felicity x etienne

@thanaredreamtof Felicity walked into the living room, a bowl of cereal in her hands even though it was late in the evening. She got a fright when she heard the other speak, nearly dropping the food. “Etienne” she gasped, and then once she’d recovered rolled her eyes and continued to sit on the couch across from him. “I know you love doing this whole, disappearing and reappearing act, but I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it” she sighed looking at him as she ate, and then pointed to the bowl with her mouth full. “Want some?”

He grins, leaning back slightly as he looks at her. It was admittedly a little bit amusing to see her jump whenever he showed up randomly. Sure, he could use the front door, but where was the fun in that?

"No thank you." He never was too fond of cereal and he could never quite understand why modern people had become so fixated on them. "To be clear, I am not judging your choices, but are we sure that stuff even counts as actual food?" He said it teasingly, raising an eyebrow to emphasize his question.

[etxrnaleclipse]

Cont. from @thanaredreamtof || Sam and Zara (x)

The young woman was relieved when the car stopped and the man inside addressed them. The fact that he had not kept driving was enough to let her know that maybe they stood a chance of getting to safety.

"Thank you so much.... For stopping." Zara said, her voice slightly breathy and raspy from her sprint. Keeping tight hold of Lily, she watched the stranger getting out to assist, knowing that on any other given day she would never get in a stranger's car, let alone take her daughter with her. But today was not a normal day. The world was falling apart, there were fires and reports of machines and death... She had to take what little kindness she could find. Carefully climbing into the car, she pulled the seatbelt on and kept hold of Lily, glancing over to the man.

"I was trying to get out of town. We ran out of gas. I knew I should've filled up but... Guess I wasn't preparing for the end of the world when I got up this morning."

[adsagsona]

@thanaredreamtof liked for a starter (Thank you!):

Maarten looked out over the dark waters. They'd barely been able to catch the stress call and were now heading in the general direction of the Titanic. Sinking! He'd never dared to dream that this ship would sink. He'd read about her, dreamt of sailing her some time... but of course that wouldn't be meant to be.

Sailing on the Carpathia, he stood on deck as the first lifeboats became visible. "There!" Shouts were heard and the entire crew which wasn't necessary for the ship went to help pulling up the lifeboats.

His arms went around a young woman to pick her up. "It's ok, you're ok." He murmured as he quickly sat her down and wrapped a blanket around her. "I know it's cold, but try to breathe, ok?"

[aquamanandfriends]

Vivid Descriptors

moved to beta from here [ x ] @thanaredreamtof

Felicity smiled as Salem spoke about Hamlet, and after a second of thinking replied. “It’s not so much a description, but I always loved the line ‘there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy’” she said, looking over at him, “I think Hamlet says it to Hortio at the start…I just always loved the meaning behind it, it’s like telling him ‘hey, stop being so closed minded’ you know?” She mused.

"It has always just stuck with me, ya know?" Salem grinned a little. "That is a line that if I were to ever get a tattoo, it'd be on my arm." He admitted. "I think it's true, no one ever really knows everything. Man can't ever dare try and explain the whole world, no matter how hard we try." Salem nodded. "There are a lot of things that I've seen in the world that I'd love to be explained but, I don't think that's always possible."

[kylo-wrecked]

@thanaredreamtof ://

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A long time had passed since he'd last seen Sam. When was it? The singular and decisive moment he'd picked up a bottle and used it as a weapon on another guy, perhaps, or the penultimate Williamsburg dive. His ultimate 86.  Although Sam was never his arresting officer, chief appointed guard dog, or one of the many men in blue Snoke held under his thumb, they occasionally convened at Kellogg's to shoot the shit. He was a detective who had no time for Ben's petty misdemeanors. They'd locked eyes by chance at the 1st while Ben was being booked for fuck knew what, and astonishingly, kept in touch. Sam possessed a warm, if sort of scratchy demeanor, right down to the phenomenal wooly beard Ben felt tempted to dub The Gumshoe Goatee.  "Thanks for coming," Ben said with a meek smile, his enormous hands engulfing his refreshed mug of coffee so that only the red stripe up top was visible. "I don't have any friends." He gulped down a mouthful of piping-hot black stuff. Cat's tongue his was not.  "Well, I have one friend. And there's a guy, but I basically pay him to talk to me." Ben licked his lips. Through rigorous self-training, he'd finally stopped chewing them and picked up the still more irritating tic of rubbing his hand through his hair whenever he felt this stupid.  "I'm not in trouble, by the way. I've laid off trouble for about eight months. You'd be proud. So, uh. Sorry, I conned you into coming for nothing. Just me." 

[sanguinesinners]

Liked starter for @thanaredreamtof

"You shouldn't really be out here by yourself"

Although he was the one to talk - The Upir was more than capable of roaming the forests within Hemlock Grove by himself, especially when he wasn't necessarily completely human. Wide greens had scanned them from head to toe before trying to not sound like a dick.

"I mean, It's pretty shitty out here and this place can be littered with fuckheads - Just want you to be safe"

Careful with his way of words, it was at least one way to use an introduction.

[myriadxofxmuses]

SPELL OUT YOUR URL USING SONG TITLES !!

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Make Believe

You're the One That I Want

River

I Was Made For Loving You

Ain't No Sunshine

Demons

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One of Us

Fade Into You

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Miserable

Under the Bridge

She Don't Use Jelly

Evil People

Say It Ain't So

[soulsuckrrs]

@thanaredreamtof | plotted starter | Elliadore & Felicity

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Elliadore had always been excellent at stealth, where his brother had been brute force and strength, the younger of the two was lithe and sneaky-- and he was more than able to slip into the place he wanted to be. The treasure he sought was caged within the walls of the King and although Elliadore had already made written requests to purchase and reclaim the item he now searched for, all his letters had been ignored or more likely thrown out with the trash. It was that reasoning alone that caused him to even consider doing what he was moments from getting away with. Sneaking into the castle had been easy enough but sneaking back out was proving to be more of a challenge.

There were more guards and his theft had been discovered far quicker than he would have liked and Eli had certainly tried to prevent the discovery to give himself more time but he had not counted on this many people scouring the castle. He wasn't sure if they were for him or for someone else but they were putting a hitch in his plan even as he moved through the kitchens unnoticed thanks to the clothes of a castle staff but that didn't keep his nerves from buzzing through his veins alongside the adrenaline. At one point in his life Elliadore had been trained for moments like these, infiltration and stealth were things he understood but that didn't mean he wasn't anxious because of the surplus amount of military and guards roaming now that he had a stolen item tucked away on his person.

Slipping out of the kitchen he managed to reach the stables despite the sudden surge of commotion, his theft definitely had to been found out and it worried him how quickly it had happened, unless all these men were for someone else and in that case he had to take his chance while he still had it. The stables were quiet as far as he could tell and just as he was moving to slip inside a roar filled the air, piercing and loud, some creature summoned for a hunt, Elliadore could feel it in the thickness that lingered after the battle cry of the beast. The fae cursed under his breath, words uttered as he urgently but calmly entered the stables, proceeding to the next part of his plan and pulling a saddle from a nearby stand to quickly strap up a dark brown horse. Another loud call from the beast all but shook the stable and made the horses all shift uncomfortably, it was closer now and Elliadore grunted as he tightened the last strap of the saddle and mounted the great steed with a swiftness and ease.

[myxtorturedxheart]

@thanaredreamtof liked for a starter

"Thanks for letting me crash on your couch." The pair had met the night before and in her classic, Daisy fashion, she had had a bit too much drink, falling asleep on the other's sofa. "It was nice to wake up somewhere that wasn't the floor."

[skywalkerxanakin]

Moon Lit Mind {Anakin || Felicity}

@thanaredreamtof reposted in beta, continued from [ x ]

Anakin smiled a little but it didn't really reach his eyes. He was more exhausted than he wanted to let on. "I should do a lot of things that I don't," he teased lightly. The mention of the journey to come made him shift to a more serious expression and nod. "I'll be ready. Sleep is just hard to come by. I can't shut off my mind, which is why I was meditating."

[vegaprose]

Spotify Wrapped : 10 (fel to jack :))

[ @thanaredreamtof / the night we met by lord huron ]

HE   IS   SO   IN   LOVE   with   her   in   this   moment   ,   so   much   so   that   he   is   fondly   remembering   the   day   they   met   one   another   ,   they   were   much   younger   and   not   as   wise   in   age   .   Time   had   affected   him   in   more   ways   than   he   would   like   ,   but   his   adoration   of   her   grew   stronger   every   single   day   ,   even   when   they   had   been   apart   for   so   many   years   .   And   now   ,   it   seemed   that   fate   was   determined   to   bring   them   back   together   ——   both   being   aboard   this   ship   and   wondering   how   they   got   so   lucky   as   to   secure   a   seat   ,   given   the   absurdity   in   cost   .   Even   for   a   third   class   passenger   ,   a   lot   of   coins   had   to   be   within   possession   .   Jack   had   somehow   won   his   in   a   lucky   poker   game   ,   but   though   he   wanted   to   ask   her   how   she   managed   to   gather   her   own   funds   ,   knowing   the   deep   struggle   ,   he   felt   it   would   be   incredibly   rude   just   to   make   assumptions   .   ❝   Y'know   ,   seeing   you   here   brings   back   so   many   memories   .   ❞