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#i kinda wish this was canon lol#labelle flavius#gc afiy#gc hotch#gc stortia#gc tori#astoria tilli#augusta flavius#paulina flavius#orvon gearer#rix auster#rc gc#gladiator chronicles#romance club
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Confession:
"is it just me or do lima & tori look a lot alike ?"
#romance club#rc#lima berg#kali call of darkness#astoria tilli#rc tori#rc lima#gladiator chronicles#rc gc#kali cod
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[COMMISSIONED PHOTOS MASTERLIST]
[COMMISSION INFO]
Commissions :
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EVENT : emergency lockdown
With the island still under attack, all civilians (students, faculty, and island residents) have been assigned a location on the island to shelter in. Location assignments have been sent to each phone. Characters receive only their own assignments, not the entire list.
Most guards have been summoned to fight the attackers; a handful of NPC guards have been assigned to find and deliver lost civilians to their assigned shelters; all player character guards have received orders to collect supplies from designated emergency locations and proceed to an assigned shelter to protect civilians. Guards assigned to the shelters have a list of all civilians assigned to their shelter and are expected to check each of them off on arrival.
Another explosion has left half of the dormitory building collapsed, and the other half quickly following. Characters may have been in the building when it collapsed, and escape plots/injury plots are allowed!
The island is under attack by Delphine Delecaille. While the protections were down, Delphine and many of her people made it onto the island. Among the attackers is a massive purple dragon--characters may witness the dragon flying over the island, breathing fire, but should not come up against it. They may, however, encounter as many NPC attackers of various species as you please on their way to their shelter. Characters can fight and kill NPC attackers without consulting the main and without fear of consequences!
Speaking of journeys to their shelters, your character may take any roundabout journey you like to arrive there, so long as they do, eventually, arrive there. Late arrivals are allowed. Characters may spend up to two (2) days outside of the shelter. After they arrive at the shelter, they will not be allowed out, though characters with teleportation will not be bound.
Characters will not be allowed into shelters they are not assigned to, even in the name of staying with their loved ones assigned there.
While the island is under attack, cell phones on the island are misbehaving. Texts and calls are failing 9 out of 10 times.
The protective spells have been restored, but the binding spell in particular is acting up. Bound slaves may find they have access to their powers in short spurts of up to ten or fifteen minutes at a time.
Keep your eyes peeled for plot drops throughout the event!
Lockdown locations & assignments are under the cut.
LOCKDOWN LOCATIONS
01. THE CAMPUS THEATER
ASSIGNED GUARDS: Ale Bolivar Vicente Sanchez & Liam Connolly
ASSIGNED CIVILIANS:
Alexander Black
Angelina Andrews
Belladonna Ivy
Clementine Astoria
Dakota Winters
Dominik Ruthingham
Donnie Miller
Dylan Altomare
Emmanuel Reyes
Evander Kasyade
Evelyn Stratford
Fayeth Araven
Finn Carlyle
Isabel Hai Phan
Jason Shaw
Jody Linnel
Jude Rigby
Judith Gilmore-Green
Layla DuBois
Leo Weatherington
Levi Matthews
Lucas Drake
Magnus Kusihamar
Malakai Nolan
Malon Savaris
Matthew Clarke
Nova Walker
Quinten Sawyer
Rowan Aubri
Sabrina Christiansen
Tessa Fuchs
02. THE CLINIC
ASSIGNED GUARDS: Uriel Zeriah & Milo Cole
ASSIGNED CIVILIANS:
Aiden Wentworth
Ava Montgomery
Chase Walker
Damien Black
Edmund Elofsen
Elijah Scott
Gabriel Mauchavant
Grace Carleton
Gulana Alim
Hunter Morrigan
James Donovan
Katell Brightwood
Keith Crane
Kylie Danvers
Lyssa Hudson
Margeaux Adkins
Orion Campbell
Qhuinn Fontenot
Sasha Bell
Sawyer Chambers
Scarlett McKnight
Stephen White
Sunshine Bunny
Tamara Von Uplnek
Tilly Beaumont
Tommy Heavyshield
Victor Hunt
Wat Fletcher
Theodora Wilson
Veritty Cailloux
Xavier Lennon
03. THE LIBRARY
ASSIGNED GUARDS: Kane Whelan & Raven Powers
ASSIGNED CIVILIANS:
Ace Kiran
Arthur Augustus
Atticus Carmine
Avery Fellhaven
Byron Christiansen
Charlotte Taylor
Ciaran O'Bryan
Clara Woodhouse
Daisy Lynch
Dhani Lyman
Dominick Winterford
Dougal McLeod
Elise Nyland
Elizabeth Garcia
Elliot Raws
Ethan Valdez
Everlasting
Felix Martin
Francesca Vanderbilt
Genevieve Wranmyer
James Storm
Kailor Grey
Leslie Stedeman
Lilim Morrigan
Noah Wright
Owen Jackson
Scott Landenberg
Skyler Campbell
Thalia Moore
Wade Jensen
Winter DuBois
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Sooo I decided to draw me and my friend’s moomin ocs
Tilly is mine and Astoria belongs to @thatmymblejrsimp on tiktok!
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do you have any fc suggestions for daphne greengrass, please? would you accept tilly keeper as daphne?
. ✧ . * . given that our astoria uses cho miyeon (a korean fc) we would not accept tilly keeper (a white fc) as daphne. that in mind, some suggestions for daphne would be lee jieun, yang hyeji, kim jisoo, bae joohyun, jeon heejin, and kwon eunbi!
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GIB 📓
no.
jk absolutely that's why we're here who do you think I am
I have a lot of thoughts about a Tilly backstory, but the execution is getting to me. Unlike the rest of them, who all have pretty drama-heavy or emotionally-ouchie backstories that I can fuck myself up with, Tilly's history was intentionally designed to be more about self discovery. But I'm also enjoying ripping hearts out with the Olenevs and Astoria's stories right now, so...
Hers is about learning that sometimes the road you think is right for yourself isn't what makes you happy, that when you fall you pick yourself up, it's finding what works best for her rather than what she thinks she should do with her life. I'm tentatively calling her story Terpsichore, because all of them have names, I just don't post them lmao but I love the muse of dance imagery with Tilly
I honestly just. love her??? she's a whole dream to me and like with the rest of my ocs i fell in love with her while making her.
except for tam, i love him like you love a puppy or a stuffed animals but he's up for grabs if anyone wants him, i'll sell him for a quality snickerdoodle cookie
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I'm rereading The Changling/Armistice as I'm currently on furlough for two weeks (subscribe to your local newspaper if you can to help us journalists out), and it's been delightful to have something familiar to read through and find new tidbits from. I'm curious about the Tilly/Bassenthwaite wedding though. How did that go down? Were the Parlor girls there?
I’m sorry to hear about your furlough. :( I’m definitely subscribed to my local paper!) I’m glad I can offer any distraction/entertainment.
Ah, the Bassenthwaite wedding. It was at once very small, but also painfully traditional, in the wizarding sense. After all, no one wanted the marriage, so the parents made it as awful as they could just because it was their right. Arcane out-of-date rituals, long text readings, and the magical hand-binding. (Which if Hermione had been invited she would have wanted to come just to see out of curiosity that would have quickly turned into outrage.) I bet they even did that horrifying ‘put the couple to bed’ type thing. But Tilly, once she’d decided her course, was never going to budge. Many parlor girls were there, everyone who was able to be there, to be moral support. Ginny, Antonia, Theodora, Millicent, Astoria, Nicola) But they were pretty much the only guests. The only other people to show up were Reiko and Martin. Most of Bassenthwaite’s so-called ‘friends’ have no idea how to even talk to him anymore. Some dropped him completely since he’s a squib, but others kind of stopped coming around just because they don’t know how to treat him anymore. It was a pretty miserable day for Bassenthwaite all around.
#armistice series#tilly/bassenthwaite#tristram bassenthwaite#parlor girls#we can still be who we said we were#Anonymous
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mitch’s family
holden 'junior' luis astor-huntington
mitch’s dad
family dates back hundreds of years. there’s still an astor castle somewhere in york (uk), holden’s distant cousin lives there with his family these days.
law degree from yale, specialized in financial law
ceo of astoria, the family business (dealing in luxury goods), took over from his father in 2003
can be extremely charming but only when he deems it useful. dismissive and arrogant to others.
truly believes that three out of four ‘succesful’ children is a good ratio, he did well.
was never truly present in the family life except on his own terms. a true pater familias.
somehow able to get you to do whatever it is he wants you to do, even if you’re adamant on not giving in. he leaves very little choice or chance for debate.
forgot to introduce mitch one time when a business partner came to the house until the partner said “and who’s this?” . mitch has not forgotten.
adriana helena mendoza (maiden name) astor-huntington
mitch’s mom
her family hails from venezuela (one of the most prominent families in the country)
her parents moved to the us when her mother was pregnant with adriana’s oldest brother, romer.
art history degree, has never worked (besides ‘managing the staff’)
often pretends not to notice things but this is a lie, she sees everything
she just likes to hold it over your head until she finds the best time to drop it, and you’ll feel so small thinking that all this time .... she knew.
knows to get her way almost solely through manipulation and cold looks.
organizes a monthly house reception party for new york’s elite so that she can stay in the loop of any scandals, issues, gossip tidbits.
used to plan her children’s clothing so that they would always match.
mitch remembers one (1) time when he felt motherly love, when he’d graduated high school and he was pressured into a major he didnt want, his mother came into his room late at night and kissed his head, then said ‘tell your father you’ll minor in business, you can choose your major’ and walked out again. left mitch v confused.
holden 'junior' luis astor-huntington ii
four years older than mitch.
used to only go by junior (his dad was holden) but nowadays uses holden more and more to feel more respected and in charge.
law degree from yale, a partner in hawthorne & richardsons, specialized in fraud cases
the oldest child, with typical oldest child traits. responsible, confident, ambitious, born to lead, bossy.
basically the spitting image of his father. he’s rigid and cold, can be uncaring at times.
cares a lot about his reputation / the family legacy. knows he will be the head of the family some day, has been preparing for that day since he was born, basically.
mitch still only calls him junior, has never called him holden.
junior and mitch have never gotten along, and they probably never will. mitch sees junior as the perfect son his parents wanted & got, a puppet for them to direct, junior thinks mitch is being ridiculous and immature because he’s not willing to follow into the rigid footsteps of their family. it’s a constant source of tension for the two, and they often fight about it (verbally).
junior is married to marissa, they just announced the pregnancy of their second child, their oldest is nearly two. mitch barely knows the kid, despite having a picture of her on his lock screen.
then it’s mitch in order of age, and then it’s
thalia 'tilly' adriana astor-huntington
georgie’s twin, two years younger than mitch.
mitch calls her ‘till’, a remnant from when they were younger.
also has the creative gene: has dabbled in painting, drawing, singing, dancing, sculpting, designing, piano, .. you name it.
currently a photographer and engaged to a french politician, divides her time between new york and france.
mitch likes tilly the most, she’s the most like him, but unlike mitch, she still aims to please very much and tries to find a middle ground between what her parents want and what she’d like (re: her job, she wanted a creative job but it also needed to be ‘acceptable’ to their standard, she checked to see it was okay before she went full on for photography)
she’s the only one he has contact with outside of their mandatory family dinners; they text & call occasionally when tilly’s in france
they had a huge falling out over the way mitch acted during a family dinner when he was 16, they made up but it hasn’t really been the same since.
georgina ‘georgie’ valentina astor-huntington
tilly’s twin, two years younger than mitch.
got engaged about two months ago to a business mogul who worked with their dad the year before.
control freak; she planned her proposal (as in, told her then boyfriend when & how he had to propose) so that they could have enough time between her and tilly’s wedding to make sure no one would compare the two.
founded her own self care product company her final year in college, now has hubs in six major us cities.
nothing is more important than branding(tm).
behind closed doors she’s nicer to mitch; was the only one who visited him spring break his first year at cornell (actually quite likes her brother, though she’d never admit it to her parents).
was a bully in high school, ringleader of a clique, now pretends that never happened.
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Who’s that? Oh, I think that’s JASEY LYND. They’re a 17 year old JUNIOR at Astoria Prep. I’ve seen them hanging out with the ANGELICS lately. People call them the BEAUTY QUEEN because they’re COMPANIONABLE and ADVENTUROUS , but if you ask me, they’re EGOTISTICAL and SELFISH . Everyone says they look like BRIDGET SATTERLEE , but I really don’t see it. I really hope they manage to survive the school year.
Jasey Beau Lynd was definitely no stranger to money. In fact her parents were loaded, and with her being their baby girl, she was spoiled rotten.
Father:
Jethro Beauregard Lynd was a very well know name in the country music scene. Not only was he an award winning country artist, he also has his own music label. Named after the love of his life of course, Chantilly Records.
Mother:
Chantilly June Griffin Lynd was your all American beauty queen. She grew up in beauty pageants of all kinds and won mind you. She was also chosen to be Miss Tennessee for the Miss America Pageant. After not winning miss America, Chantilly began modeling until she got pregnant of course.
Jethro and Chantilly met when she was chosen to walk in a fashion show, and of course, Jethro and his band were the entertainment for the extravaganza. It wasn’t long after that, that Chantilly began following Jethro on tour all around the world. Getting knocked up at only 19, Jethro and Chantilly decided to tie the knot. Leaving Chantilly home bound to raise the baby.
Sister:
Bria June Lynd, was the first born daughter of Jet and Tilly. She is eighteen and a bit of a wild child. (Possible WC)
Muse:
Jasey Beau Lynd, was the second daughter born to Jet and Tilly. She was born in Nashville, Tennesse on August 18th, making her a Leo. But, her family moved to Astoria California, when she was very little. She is very strong willed and adventurous and she also likes to have a good time. She is very companionable as long as you stay on her good graces. Although she can be a bit egotistical and selfish it isn’t really her fault. Growing up her mother would enter her and her sister in every beauty pageant around the state of California. Sometimes even traveling to the near by states as well. Jasey being the bubbly and talented person that she is, has won every pageant she was ever entered in to. With titles like Little Miss Astoria and Junior fairest of the Fair, there was no denying her beauty.
Unfortunately on December 24th 2016, Jethro was tragically killed in a plane crash. He was flying home for the holidays from New York, after being on tour for 6 months, in one of the worst winter storms the east coast had ever seen. Chantilly and the girls obviously didn’t take the loss very well. With Chantilly turning to alcohol and Bria completely going rouge. Jasey was left to fend for herself. Being only fourteen at the time, she made a lot of bad decisions. Once of those decisions was to start dating a boy (Lane Dalton) that she used to spend time with every summer back in Tennessee. Where her mother would take her and her sister to visit family over summer break. He had recently moved to Astoria and she ditched her friends to spend a year with him, getting into trouble, and rebelling. She finally decided she wanted to try and get her life back on course. This decision of course meant she had to leave Lane behind. Mainly because he refused to stop partying all the time and to stay sober long enough to be there for her. Because of this she ended up turning to one of her best friends (Tripp Morgan) instead. Initially resulting in their break up and a whole lot of unnecessary drama.
Jasey loves being in front of the camera. It has always been a dream of hers to become one of America’s next top models.
She also loves sports, cheerleading, dancing, soccer, and horseback riding.
She is a bit of a wanderer, she loves going on adventures, and sometimes even doing things that may seem a bit wil
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STARTER CALL MASTERLIST
BROOKLYN NINE-NINE
gina linetti
kevin cozner
DC COMICS
barbara gordon
harleen quinzel
DOCTOR WHO
the thirteenth doctor
rose tyler
donna noble
FAIRY TALE CHARACTERS
beauty
snow white
THE GOOD PLACE
eleanor shellstrop
HARRY POTTER / FANTASTIC BEASTS
harry potter
astoria malfoy
daphne greengrass
bellatrix lestrange
severus snape
andromeda tonks
newt scamander
lily evans
HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL
sharpay evans
MARY POPPINS
jane banks
mary poppins
MARVEL
mary jane watson
gwen stacy
donna strange
peter parker
PRETTY LITTLE LIARS
aria montgomery
SHERLOCK
mary watson
rosamund “rosie” watson
STAR TREK
captain kathryn janeway
marla mcgivers
michael burnham
sylvia tilly
nyota uhura ( kelvin / prime )
STAR WARS
rey
leia organa
padmé amidala
TWILIGHT
edward cullen
rosalie hale
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Sprites of GC LIs (+ Hotch) in the finale :)
#romance club#rc gc#gladiator chronicles#gc stortia#gc hotch#orvon gearer#gc afiy#gc tori#astoria tilli#augusta flavius#labelle flavius#paulina flavius
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Confession:
"Tori from gladiator chronicles shouldve gotten a more interesting story tbh"
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EVENT : summer slave raffle
Hey, hey, islanders! Hope you’re all having a good day. Today is Thursday, June 8th, which means the deadline to submit your characters for participation in the summer slave raffle is the end of the day tomorrow, June 9th.
If you haven’t submitted your characters’ names yet, and you want to participate, please shoot us an IM! Remember, you must submit both your masters and slaves. The updated list of characters submitted can be found under the cut. If your character’s name is not on this list, we have not received it.
Masters:
Ace Kiran
Ale Bolivar Vicente Sanchez
Alexander Black
Alfie Norris
Arthur Augustus
Ava Montgomery
Cassie Hayes
Ciaran O’Bryan
Clara Woodhouse
Clementine Astoria
Dakota Winters
Damien Black
Donnie Miller
Dougal McLeod
Emmanuel Reyes
Evelyn Stratford
Fayeth Araven
Grace Carleton
Grayson Stratford
Gulana Alim
Hunter Morrigan / Carmella D’Amico
Ivy Lawson
James Donovan
Jody Linnel
Jude Rigby
Kane Whelan
Keith Crane
Leib Edleman
Leo Weatherington
Leslie Stedeman
Lilim Morrigan
Lily Lynch
Lucas Drake
Magnus Kusihamar
Margeaux Adkins
Markus Christiansen
Matt Clarke
Milo Cole
Noah Wright
Park Jae-Min
Qhuinn Fontenot
Raven Powers
Sawyer Chambers
Steele
Teddy Wilson
Thomas Chandler
Uriel Zeriah
Wade Jensen
Wat Fletcher
Wilder Hayes
Winter DuBois
Slaves:
Aspen Gerringer
Atticus Carmine
Avery Fellhaven
Charlotte Taylor
Dominik Ruthingham
Dylan Altomare
Elise Nyland
Felix Martin
Finn Carlyle
Genevieve Wranmyer
Isabel Hai Phan
Judith Gilmore-Green
Katell Brightwood
Kylie Danvers
Malakai Nolan
Malon Savaris
Nova Walker
Orion Campbell
Persephone Clay
Rowan Aubri
Sasha Bell
Scarlett McKnight
Sunshine Bunny
Tessa Fuchs
Thalia Moore
Tilly Beaumont
Xavier Lennon
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месть
Millicent Bulstrode
Assassin AU
Inspired by this fic by Reb @durmstranqs
Part 2 of The Last Meal series
месть • (mestʹ)
1. revenge, vengeance
2. vendetta
ao3
The muggy summer air was really too close and humid for the long black clothes Millicent was pulling on, and her long dark hair stuck to her back with sweat as she struggled into her shirt. Freeing her hair from her neck she began the arduous task of braiding it tightly in coils against her head to keep it out of her way for the task ahead.
It was late, after nine, but the sun was only just beginning its lazy decent across the skyline, it wouldn’t be dark for hours – but Millicent didn’t mind the wait; she enjoyed time for contemplation, or, perhaps, penance; and time was something she’d had plenty of of late.
Leaving her boots next to her equipment belt and favouring bare feet she left the room in search of Peregrine – who would be on intelligence for her later that evening – and something to eat.
She found both in the kitchen of the run-down manor The Last Meal had taken residence in. Once the mansion had been grand, a symbol of status and wealth. Now, however, with large bills in reparations to the Ministry and the confiscation of the house elves, the manor was dusty and unforgiving. The Last Meal didn’t live in the manor, although sometimes members would crash there for the odd night or two, but members regularly gathered there, and preparations and debriefings for missions were often carried out in the library.
Millicent’s mark for this evening was not as prominent as some she’d had – a distant cousin of Daphne and Astoria’s, Millicent had considered giving them a warning but The Last Meal felt like a shameful secret and talking about it brought bile to her mouth – so she felt little anxiety over the upcoming mission as she made tea for the people seated in the kitchen and fashioned herself a sandwich from the slightly stale bread in the bread bin.
Peregrine briefed her on the floor plan of her mark’s house again as she ate and Millicent nodded along at the right intervals, but her mind was elsewhere, roaming through the corridors of her childhood home, which was not unlike the house they currently resided in. She remembered the window seat in her bedroom, where she had sat and watched the rain with the window wide open. Her governess had always told her she’d catch her death, but Millicent had loved the rain and hadn’t minded if she’d ended up wet and shivering. That was all gone now, the window seat most definitely, the house almost certainly. The part of Millicent that had lived in that house was long gone as well, shorter, rounder, less death in her.
Two cups of tea later Peregrine finally fell silent and Millicent returned upstairs to put on her thick rubber soled boots and attach her equipment belt around her hips. When she returned to the kitchen she and Peregrine established their legilimency connection and he took yet another cup of tea with him to the sitting room that had been delegated their command unit.
Millicent left the manor and apparated to the village where her mark, Sebastian Blishwick, lived. The village was a muggle one but with a strong wizarding presence.
“Perhaps you should disillusion yourself,” Falcon fretted over the link.
“Quite worrying, Falcon, you’ll wear yourself out.” Millicent replied, besides, it was too late now; she couldn’t just vanish off the street, it would look more suspicious than her attire.
Peregrine was silent as Millicent approached her mark’s house. It was a muggle townhouse, three stories of humble grandeur loomed above her as she let herself through the front gate and up the pathway.
“Do you have eyes?” She asked Peregrine as she approached the front door.
“Yes,” he replied, “he knows.”
Millicent grinned wickedly, let him know, she thought, it wouldn’t save him.
She raised a hand to the knocker and let it ring out, a loud clear death toll to the house’s inhabitant.
Of course, there was no answer, so Millicent simply let herself in; the locking charm no match for her training. Once she was inside she cast a revealing charm and the anti-intruder jinxes and hexes Blishwick had put in place glowed a faint blue; there were several tricky charms but Millicent managed to unpick them with little display.
“Where is he?” She asked Falcon, panting a little with the strain of undoing so many powerful charms.
“Top floor, to the left, at the end of the corridor.” He replied, “Study.”
Millicent began to hum as she approached the stairs, an eerie tune. When she reached the first floor landing her humming turned to song.
“Tili tili bom
Close your eyes now
Someone’s walking outside the house
And knocks on the door.”
Millicent could almost hear Blishwick’s heart thudding as the stairs creaked beneath her rubber soled feet.
“Tilli tilli bom,” she continued up the second flight of stairs.
“The nightbirds are chirping
He is inside the house
To visit those who can’t sleep.”
She reached the top floor landing.
“He walks
He is coming
closer.”
“Tilli tilli bom,” the door to the study creaked on it’s hinges as it swung open, “Can you hear him closing in?”
To his credit, Blishwick was waiting to meet her when she stepped out of the shadowy hallway into the faint lamplight of the study, pressed up against the desk as though he could back up no further, face white and hands trembling where they grasped the edge of the ornate writing desk for support.
“Dobry vecher.” Millicent greeted him, almost conversationally, her lips blooming into a wicked smile. “It’s hot out today,” she motioned the open window and took a step forward, as though she were simply heading to close it.
Blishwick twitched, a jerky, terrified movement. Millicent stopped, her smile growing wider, if it was possible.
He reached for his wand, in what she supposed was supposed to be a lightening movement, but Millicent saw it coming and with a swipe of her hand he flew to the side and was pinned by invisible hands to the bookshelves lining the walls.
“Tilli tilli bom,” she continued, her hand forming a fist as the invisible hands closed their hold around Blishwick’s neck, his eyes bulged in their sockets and he scrabbled at his throat for a hold on something that was not there.
“The silent night hides everything
He sneaks up behind you
And he is going to get you.”
A gargled noise emitted Blishwick’s throat and Millicent tightened her grip.
He gave one last futile effect at clawing the invisible hands squeezing the life from him before his arms fell limply to his side.
Millicent released the vicelike grip on his throat before directing Blishwick’s motionless body to the floor where she propped him against the desk leg, as though he had simply sat down there for a moment. His eyes were wide with fear, staring unseeingly at a spot on the floor near the doorway, Millicent bent to check his pulse before removing a box of matches from her equipment belt. She struck one, letting it burn for a moment, before opening Blishwick’s mouth and placing the still lit match on his tongue. The wet of his saliva fizzled it out immediately with a soft hiss leaving the charred, half burnt matchstick in his mouth, which Millicent closed again.
The window was still open and it had begun to rain softly. Millicent allowed herself a moment, and crossed the room to stand by the window looking out into the dark backyard.
“Someone will see you.” Falcon snapped.
“Piss off,” Millicent retorted, but she took one last breath of the rain-soaked air and moved away from the window.
She barely glanced at Blishwick’s body as she left, his arms hung awkwardly at his side and his head lolled lazily. His neck was perfectly devoid of any bruises or marks.
This was mestʹ, Millicent thought, as she trod silently down the two flights of stairs and paused briefly by the front door to disillusion herself. She opened the door just enough to allow herself to slip out into the damp night.
The rain could not see her, but she could feel it as the cold drops soaked her clothes and rolled down her neck and between her shoulder blades. She walked a little further than necessary to apparate, enjoying the feel and the smell of the rain around her; it smelt like jubilation, she mused. It smelt like mshcheniye.
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15) What do you most relate to the OC? What image do you think of when you think of your OC?
I know this probably wants me to be serious but there are images I have saved I want to share for them, so I’ll give that and some thoughts as to why I think that image relates to them.
Zelda
I really like the ‘stepped out for a walk’ energy I’m getting off this one, which is a very Zelda thing. She’s not so granola she’ll be the menace in your local target walking barefoot and calling shoes ‘feet prisons’, but there is always that call back to nature for her, one where when the world gets too fast she knows that nature will always be constant. Hang her hat, set her basket or purse aside, and let her fingers run through the tall grass. Would throw a cattail on concrete to watch it explode into a cloud of fuzz and then be picking it out of her hair for the rest of the afternoon, though.
Tamryn
There is something about this image that radiates such a sense of calm and peace to me. Tam loves the beach and he loves the water, loves the feel of water and sand against his skin (to a degree). But I think part of it is that for all his heartache he’s had in his life, he has the joy and the peace to do something as simple as wading in the shallows and searching for shells, or if he’s lucky, tiny sea creatures to cross his fingers as if they say hello.
Astoria
I suppose this is one of those things where you can tie Astoria back to me, but if you broke them down to a single feeling, it’s the very same one I get when I roam antique shops. The ones that are packed to a point of near tripping hazards because they feel so welcoming compared to the some of the tidy, pretentious ones I’ve been in before. It’s the gravitating towards boxes of photographs and postcards, yellowing with time, because you know they are someone’s and it’s the closest tangible proof of ghosts you’ll ever have. You thumb through them, not really looking for anything but always finding something, fragments of people long since gone and knowing that at least their visage lingers a little while longer.
(A personal note: I own a postcard from Grand Rapids, Michigan, circa 1912 going off the postmark. From what I can read of the handwriting, it tells a loved one how big a young child (Maggie or Peggie, it’s hard to tell) has gotten since they’ve seen each other, and how they so look forward to Christmastime together. I bought it, because it felt wrong to let that bit of simple love and joy get lost for no reason other than someone thought it had no value. I think I paid a quarter for it.)
Miriyam
Peaches - which ironically is an endearment Miriyam uses for partners - will always be a first choice. Peaches are harvested in summer, when the year is warmest and the sun brightest in my part of the world. I always think about Miriyam at a market and a little bit of sweat sticking her hair to her cheeks, and while she may be a little uncomfortable physically, she’s never been more relaxed. It’s something about the big blue sky and the idea of her laughing as she picks her way through buckets of peaches, telling you that she has to find the right ones, or sharing them while sitting in the grass together somewhere where you can both slow down.
Matilda
It’s always the stars with Tilly. Her childhood home in Venterre had an unobstructed view of the sky, and her older sibling Clemente taught her how to make star charts and read the sky as if it were a book from one of their lessons. It’s the knowledge that we as humans are all made of stardust, in a way, and despite being part of the great cosmos once, we have come to be here - to be a part of this world, as unique as we are meant to be and unapologetically. I’ve said before that Matilda’s story is going to be about self-discovery, and in a way, it could be said that it’s about her finding her own place among a grand universe of stars.
Yuèqín
I think if I had to tie a feeling to Yuèqín, it’s a sense of yearning. Not romantic, in this context, but something in your soul you know you have never known but cannot shake the ache for regardless. Growing up she always heard these joyous, romantic stories of her father, and dreamed of a life in which she might have known him - the child who always felt out of place and dreamed of someone who knew what it was like to never feel at home in your own skin. At least, until she learned that there was still a chance, to satisfy that dreamer child so she may never have to dream again. It’s why she keeps going, even when it all seems hopeless, always reaching for a day when she at least has an answer.
Temperance
Temperance is a big ‘dark luxury’ aesthetic person, as anyone who saw my house moodboards asks a couple posts ago. But I like to think of their unguarded side, the girlish (gnc) side of them in those great halls of their home that they haven’t quite filled with furniture and has the chance to twirl around an empty ballroom. Let them light some candles, let go a little, let them be someone they haven’t been in a very long time.
E) Which OC do you think is most like you?
Oh god, this question is making my brain squick, lmao.
When I started writing my OCs, Zelda began as a self-insert way back when, and then I started fleshing her out to be her own creature, so she has not been for quite a while. I think Astoria is a pretty obvious contender for anyone who knows me because Scotland influence + history dweeb...also arguably kind of oblivious. The amusing choice is Miriyam: useless lesbian and generally enthused by cats.
#thank you!!!#had to shake the worm can a few times for this one until it exploded like a shaken soda#temperance plutonia#matilda bonetti#miriyam von helvig#astoria fenharrow#fei yueqin#tamryn olenev#zelda oleneva
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