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Allison reynolds foxhole court

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ALLISON REYNOLDS FOXHOLE COURT SERIES

All For The Game trilogy by Nora Sakavic Natalie Renee Walker, Kevin Day, Allison Jamaica Reynolds, Neil Abram Josten, Danielle Leigh Wilds, Nicholas Estaban Hemmick.

ALLISON REYNOLDS FOXHOLE COURT SERIES

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Lieyes Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic the foxhole court - Freeform smol beans no smut yet but who knows Summary. Neil finds out that andrew is leaving palmetto after he graduates. All for the Game is a series of novels by author Nora Sakavic.

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Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warningsĭo I have time for this? No.The series contains three novels, the last of which, The King’s Men, was self-published March 31, 2016. The novels follow the protagonist Neil Josten on the run from his father and his father’s people, as well as Neil’s, and his team’s (The Palmetto State Foxes) journey to make it to the exy championships. His roommate Matt Boyd, the team captain (and Matt’s girlfriend) Dan Wilds, Renee Walker, who Neil doesn’t know what to make of and avoids, and Allison and Seth, an on again and off again couple who Neil doesn’t really care for, or acknowledge. Sooo, there we go - a page by page analysis of "The Foxhole Court". #THE FOXHOLE COURT RENEE WALKER SERIES#īecause it would be disrespectful to the author and literally illegal, I'm not going to quote that much, but you can grab your own copy and if you dont have one - GET ONE! Also I would love this to be a group project, because there is a looooot content about AFTG out there and I have a very shitty memory.He's short, he's fast, he's got a ton of potentialand he's the runaway son of the murderous crime lord known as The Butcher. #THE FOXHOLE COURT RENEE WALKER ARCHIVE# Neil Josten is the newest addition to the Palmetto State University Exy team.

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mythvoiced · 2 years

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@jeoseungsaja | "What are you doing out here by yourself?" (YEOSHIN??? Sort of reminded me when we talked about Worried!Shin waiting for Yeo BUT IT ALSO CAN LEAD TO ANYTHING YOU DEEM FITTING UwU) 400 RANDOM DIALOGUE PROMPTS

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How drastically can a single being change in a few months in contrast to all the things he hasn’t let change him for 900 years?

Now, he hasn’t been lazily dragged along by the never-ceasing passage of time and the ever-ticking hands of the invisible clock of the universe as it continues to move no matter how heavy the weight of the non-corpse hanging on its tips, for nothing at all to ever affect him.

Becoming a dokkaebi in the first place is perhaps the best example he could make, of one of those changes so monumental in his life that he doesn’t recall what rhythm his heart had beaten to prior to this new entering into existence as a whole as a new being, a new individual almost, shaped by all that had come before, but otherwise so different that he wouldn’t know how well he’d fit into a doorframe cut around the silhouette of the general that had once served a nation and forsaken those he held dearest within it, all because he stared into the eyes of a monarch and decided he wouldn’t drop his gaze until he was forced to.

Then, of course, take just how much time 900+ years really are. He’s seen wars, revolutions, he’s watched the way steam started filling the air and the homes and industries of people far and close, he’s witnessed the birth of electricity and was one of the few existing beings ancient enough to turn his head and watch the habitual use of candles vanish out of the normalcy of human society. He’d watched cities and nations fall and others exchange names and wars as if this was all a large game played by beings too weak to handle the scope of it.

He can’t remain unaffected in the face of the birth of nations or a man upon the moon, the rise and fall of deities in Heaven and on Earth, the retreat of beings so common amidst village squares and markets, into nothing more than the protagonists of tales and the defining traits of a culture’s folklore.

He’s watched the way time itself seemed to change, the way it was being chased after, generated in the oddest of ways, the never-ending and ever-present human attempts to beat it at everything they did, progressively wanting more in lesser time, looking out the window at 20 and wondering how much time was truly left to be anything at all, now, when you have four times as much to live before you’re actually meant to look back and wonder how you’d spent the time you had at your disposal.

People can’t remain stagnant, even if their outward appearance doesn’t change. Shin can’t remain cold and unaffected in the face of history and, to his credit, he’s never tried to, the shift from gripping white-knuckled onto the edges of his thirst of revenge into another grain of sand swept up in the wind of time with no way of getting off the ride had happened easier than he’d thought it and himself to be capable of sustaining.

And yet, nothing of that seems to have hit quite as hard and landed quite as significant of an impact on his routine, his way of thinking, the way he looked to the sky and the cement beneath his feet, as meeting Wang Yeo.

It hadn’t been that first meeting, how was he supposed to know how things might turn out between them, when he’d first laid his eyes on the nine-tailed fox and not asked a single question, mental or out loud, in regards to all he could see hidden behind his eyes?

He should have known then, though, that this would be different, because had he spared a second to wonder about his future, maybe he would have figured this all out faster.

Instead, he’d just joined a journey without asking for details, a map without markings the only things shoved into his pocket, never unfolded to be studied thoroughly.

And somehow it had gotten him here, staring up at the window he’d imagine and hope for Yeo’s silhouette to appear in, noticing the growing nervousness somewhere so deep in his chest that he wouldn’t even know how to reach it: is he supposed to take a left at the blade of his sword stuck in his heart or a right?

Is that his heart, clenching painfully cold at the worry he can’t deny etched into every pore in his face, drawing a mask of concern across his entire face so deeply rooted, cut into his facial structure that the hardest of tugging wouldn’t get it off of him, he’d look like this directly at Yeo, if it meant making sure he could look at him at all, and wasn’t that worrisome, how much vulnerability he was willing to offer to the fox, if it only meant knowing he’s still well enough to offer him anything at all, that isn’t a final goodbye he doesn’t even have the mental strength to consciously dread?

It’s enough to make his palm itch for the familiar weight of his hilt, and the familiar stillness of his sword when it gets stuck in someone else’s chest. If Yeo is missing, what are the chances of him being out there somewhere, with his own sword swinging through non-repenting creatures, powered by his beliefs and whatever he’s yet to vocalise that even leads him to these nocturnal challenges to the universe.

And what is he doing instead, standing watch here when he could be out there, looking for him, feeling equal measures uncaring of the image he creates and absolutely foolish considering how capable Yeo is.

That’s a thing.

The Goblin is incredibly powerful, but he too wonders if he could hold his own against Yeo, if he hadn’t that god-forsaken immortality to back him up against even the red-clad deity he can’t seem to shake out of his life.

Swift, dedicated, intense, fights with the prowess and finesse of someone who has received expert training to hone what natural innate talent he could already present to the world.

Yeo knows how to fight. Has been doing it for a while, most likely.

But Shin is still here. Waiting. Lurking?

And when he hears his voice behind him, he whips around so fast that anyone who didn’t know better would point a finger and chuckle behind their teeth, oh the almighty goblin, startled by a sudden voice behind him, how powerful is he truly?

But such a person wouldn’t know anything about the lurching of his heart, happily and oh so ready and willing to slice itself up and along the blade shoved in his chest, if it meant getting to turn around like this and see Yeo standing there every time he longs for it and every time he starts to think how intimate the earth has gotten with drinking from the blood Yeo left behind, trickled out of his own body, out of wounds taken in with a saint’s atoning of a sin.

It’s the kind of sudden sight, the instant relief to an opening wound, the so quick relaxation of his mind that he doesn’t even have it in him to present the entirety of the situation with a bow of mock indignation or stupid excuses wrapped around it.

No, the wrapping paper is missing entirely and all Shin can do is sigh, the tension seeping out of his shoulders, the width of his eyes shrinking to the tired relief he can only accompany with that secret smile that isn’t one, the relaxing of his mouth into an expression that is neither delighted nor disturbed, the weight of someone who knows what he wants and what he feels but how fair would that be on the answer to both those questions?

How fair would this be to Yeo?

He’ll ask another day.

Instead he reaches out and finds enjoyment in being bold in his touch, callused fingertips finding a lock of red hair to brush out of Yeo’s forehead, as if he had enough in it to warrant such motion, as if this wasn’t an excuse to watch if he may get away with letting his touch ghost, half-hovering, over the line that the heavens drew from the spot before Yeo’s ear, a smidgen next to his cheekbone, down to his jaw.

Then he drops his hand, to be put away in his pocket, mimicking the other still sitting there in its own.

“What does it look like? I’m thirsty, let’s get drunk.”

#jeoseungsaja #the goblin;kim shin #a drop of red is it the wounds in your soul or the bright fox heritage on your head;verse 4 wang yeo #the length of my life becomes apparent when i realise how much of it we spent apart;verse 4 wang yeo & kim shin #I DID THIS THING MY SISTER SUGGESTED I'D DO i wrote the asks out in a docx file and saved data like that KLFDGJDKLJJHFG #then i saved them in a .txt file WHICH TAKES UP LESS SPACE but also kills my formatting omJGFHFGH ALL MY ITALICS--#ANYWAYS NEVER MIND ALL THAT OFC I'D SO READILY AND HAPPILY TAKE WORRIED SHIN MY FAVOURITE BRAND OF SHIN #HE'S SO DIFFICULT IN PORTRAYING SOMETIMES HE'S RUDE ABOUT IT MOSTLY FACETIOUS AND OTHER TIMES SO DEEPLY #AND SUDDENLY EARNEST AND RAW THAT IS SUCKER PUNCHES MY SOUL STRAIGHT OUT OF MY SMOL LIL BODIE #LOOKINg back at the text here i don't remember where i'd thrown the emphasising italics in :333 SORRY FDKLHGKLGHJ FOR THE VERY LOW #FORMATTING I MADE UNE MISTAKE BUT YES THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THINGS IN THROUGH JEOSEUNGSAJA TOO #FOR YEOSHIN THE GREATEST LOVE STORY THE UNIVERSE PALES BEFORE LISTEN THE WAY THEY ANNIHILATE ME EVERY CHANCE #THEY GET THAT IS SO FAIR OF THEM AND IT IS ABSOLUTEL WITHIN THEIR RIGHT TO CONTINUE DESTROYING ME #SO I HOPE THIS IS OKAY EVEN THO IT'S A LIL MORE ON THE PENSIVE SIDE AND LESS ACTIVE IN MOVEMENTS FKLDGJLKHJFGH #AS ALWAYS PLS LMK IF YOU'D LIKE/NEED ANYTHING CHANGED ;WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW;#;queue

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birds-and-friends · 3 years

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I'd like to request an arctic fox if I can. Summer or winter coats, I don't mind; they're one of my favourite animals!

Yes of course! smol round & murderous the best kind of animal <3

photos by: High Arctic Institute / Sigurjón Einarsson / Jonatan Pie

#animals #mammals #foxes #arctic fox #wildlife #photo #op #ask

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enden-k · 2 years

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owuuu i think i read that fic too!! cute smol fox childe was so cute aha. the huxian childe fic i was referring to is this one!!

anon thank you so mcuh for this i cant even--

i pretty much binged it and it got almost everything i absolutely enjoy in fiction aaaaa angst? blood? mutual feelings? love the story and the author writes so beautifully hi im gonna die

also...yeah. i cried in the last chapters. love when peoples stories can do that, writers are so talented and magical and powerful i swear, i could never achieve this--

i think this fic just earned a place in my top 4 favourite zhongchi/tartali fics 🥺💕

#im gonna go back crying dont look at me #this is so amazing #thanks for sharing aaaa #talk tag #reply

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nyxvrse · 2 years

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NYX HIS TITTIES. YANG JEONGINS TITTIES. ALEVWKDNWKENEKDNSKFN

WHEN DID IT EVEN HAPPEN MAXX 😭 HE WAS SO SMOL 😭 MY LIDDOL FOX T^T

okay but this reminds me of one of my favourite meme template quote things, like it goes 'what i look for in a person is their heart, they have tiddies in front of it that is NOT my problem' 💀

#calypsohan #askbox #yang jeongin #i.n #stray kids #skz

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dagcutie · 4 years

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thank youuu @ijzermanora & @earthling-isa for tagging me<33

tag 10 blogs you want to get to know better

name: pauline

gender: female

height: 1m63 im smol :(

sexuality: noor and herbots lol no but seriously i don’t know i don’t label myself and i don’t really care.. i never fell in love but i feel like i pretty much could fall in love with anyone

favourite animal: foxes and otters very cute we love

average hours of sleep: i love sleeping but not during the night lol so like basically i go to sleep very late (3-4am) and if it was just me i would wake up at 2pm every day but i can’t so like i sleep between 4 hours and 10 hours

dog or cat: cat!! i have a kitten named robin if you didn’t already know and i’m very annoying about it

current time: 2:02am

dream job: 😀 (idk i’m in an existential crisis rn i’m studying psychology and i would love to be a psychologist but at the same time maybe there is something else i would like to do better/best? (i can’t english sorry) i’m lost rn and that makes me very anxious.. i’m struggling so yeah 😀)

when I made this blog: i made it the 15th of january of this year but i started posting only 2 months later (march 15th)

why I made the blog: because i saw people reposting wtfock tumblr posts on instagram and i wanted to see more posts so i downloaded tumblr (i had literally no idea how tumblr worked i almost gave up bc i didn’t understand anything but now i’m addicted so big lol)

reason for url: do i really need to explain?

i’m gonna tag my ~10 most recent mutuals @wtrobbefock @wildflowersander @undcrthesun @happilyinsane @veerledejaegers @sobbefairytales @skamandstuff @dreamaur @birthdaysentiment @cash-queens @jzermans @tsjernobyl (ofc feel free to ignore the tag if you’ve already done it or aren’t interested)

#have a great day/night everyone<333 #personal #games tag

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captaingondolin · 3 years

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those are too many wips.

here’s a list with brief summaries, and then you can tell me what to finish first because i am suffering from big time choice paralysis. anon is on. ask away.

ace Obi-Wan vague idea: what it says on the tin. it was going to involve teen Obi-Wan, friendship with Quinlan and Luminara. in which Obi-Wan is interested in sex... in theory. academically. he’s his suave, charming self, and will experiment for the hell of it. (i was slightly uncomfortable with the premise of, basically, a fic about an asexual character all about... well, sex. but i wanted to work some shit out and what better way than overprojecting over fictional characters?)

Anakin in lingerie: just polishing up an old tumblr post. modern AU.

Anakin in makeup obianidala: again from an old post with subskywalker. but i wanted to give it a structure

Ani5dala FIX IT: OH MAN I WAS SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS. i have tons of notes and no energy to proceed. in which Fox has a plan to keep Fives alive, Fives has a plan to keep the Republic alive - but Anakin is being a butt and Fives needs Pamé’s help. (probably Anakin and Fives were together before? + anidala open relationship, i was thinking, but idk yet)

AWOL Cody: oh boy, i started plotting this for my pod-together 2018 project with litra. in which Obi-Wan is declared KIA, but there is NO BODY and also suspicious footage/Ahsoka saw something and Cody is NOT having it so he goes on a solo mission to save him. codywan.

Darkness is but a passing thing: same as above, it was supposed to be written in 2018, good grief. post rots, sort of time-travellish, i’m not saying more bc most of the plot was litra’s and idk if she wants to share.

Detonate: translation into english of my italian obikin smut, which i promised ages ago.

enemies to colleagues to lovers codywan: this, but with a proper outline this is now being Properly Plotted. there are mindmaps. and a Scrivener file.

Jedi OC: from a prompt from last year’s rarepair exchange: Male Jedi Who Accidentally Keeps Causing Property Damage/Male Owner of Said Property (words written: 0, but the idea was funny)

Laurea traduzione: eng translation of my italian modern au obikin

Leia using the Force: a messy messy file with more than one idea in, actually. i wasn’t sure wether to go with child or teen Leia (post Princess of Alderaan plot) but then i got distracted with making Leia and Kaeden meet. Ahsoka/Kaeden.

million: from a fic exchange request in which someone said they’d read “a million words” of Bly and Aayla being disgustingly in love. just that. with a side of codywan (the irony of Bly being all like “ugh, THOSE TWO” fuelled the first few hundred words).

obianidala with nb Anakin: wait, isn’t this kinda related to the Anakin in makeup one? my plotbunnies are a mess. maybe from this or this post.

ObiBail Empire Era AND OR others: frankly. a disaster mess probably inspired by the beginning of Til the casket drops and Wild Space.

ObiBail obianidala Breha super poly dinner: this post, but in fic form

ObiBailRex: this one is funny. i found the first few sentences handwritten in a notebook and i have no memory of where i wanted to go from there, but damn, i liked those. Obi-Wan forces Cody to take some leave, and Cody forces Rex to play babysitter to his General and his Senator friend. shenanigans ensue.

storms: ahahah, another fic pending since..... uuuh...... the clone wars exchange from, again, 2018? (how much shit did i sign up for that summer? i was in the midst of moving!! why am i like this). sorry perspicacia, if you’re even still around. preparing for that fic was how i got in to obi/rex tho? and it still doesn’t have a plot.

unhinged Obi-Wan vs Grievous: this, but with a plot. if i can find the plot. why is plotting so hard? no plotting, only cool scenes. (sith/fallen!obi getting the 212th to follow him and go rogue?? maybe?) see “enemies to colleagues to lovers” above

when the numbers get to zero: a Rex/Padmé i love a lot but that, as usual with ALL my damn fic, has no structure. inspired by the blue shadow virus eps. (i posted a snippet ages ago - oh wait, here’s another one)

now onto the folders!

keep verse

untitled about other Clones finding out, and the consequences. “It’s Bly who finds out first through the GAR grapevine. Cody was supposed to be dead - and suddenly he wasn’t.”

Pilots (ot era)

Oblivious Pilots - The entire Rogue Squadron is made of oblivious disasters. They share one braincell, and Nawara is the only one who’s actually using it.

Dark Imperial AU - Luke is raised by Vader. but when he meets Wedge and Tycho...

Skystrike Academy AU - Luke is raised by Owen, Beru... and Obi-Wan. And he signs up to train as TIE pilot as part of a Resistance plan

WedgeTycho - the tiniest spark of an idea. Alderanian philosophy, Tycho being pretentious, sad, grieving, and in need of a hug.

SitS - A Light from the Shadows

SitS stands for “the Sith in the Senate”, the working title for this epic I’ve been plotting since 2018 that might never see the light because I went “I want a well-adjusted, non traumatised Obi-Wan!”, build a whole new canon around that ......and then got bored of it, obviously, since I love to see Obes suffer. but there were tons of things I liked and maybe I should rework it somehow? (it was supposed to be obikin. then obianidala. then i think i got distracted and got Cody to flirt with Obi-Wan. who knows at this point. what if I throw in Jango)

soft now verse

parts 2.1 and 2.2 are there and almost ready and filled with clones feels (yes, this was a fix it obianidala fluff, but CLONES)

Space Dads Extraordinaire

Hope in Unexpected Places pt 2 and maybe 3 or maybe that’s a separate story? I have feelings about smol Boba interacting with Obi-Wan and learning to trust him, but don’t know how to handle them. There should also be the bit where they find Jango’s pet strill, which I promised to Lulu like a year ago.

the life and opinions

this is a cursed title, i started a fic with a similar title in another fandom almost 15 years ago and never finished it. it was supposed to be a biography of Rex and his rise through the ranks and into an AU where the vode have their own governing body. a shitton of Rex and Cody brotherly feels but maybe also ship? why can’t i pick a dynamic

Thrawn

browser history - Thranto moments told through Eli’s holonet searches

your silence is my favourite word - Emperor Eli angsty smut

new rules - Emperor Eli AU, but make it reasonably happy

see me like this - Emperor Eli AU, angst cranked up to the max

bb Thrawn - Thranto AU in which Thrawn is a weird child, the Chiss have some more contact with humans and Eli & Thrawn meet as kids

forgotten words - Thrawn growing up in the Empire, raised by Palpatine.

#gondolin writes #too much and not enough at once #wip tag #my tag #long post #hoping the cut works

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thurilostiel · 4 years

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Do you mind talking about your Blind Oracle? She looks very interesting and beautiful!! I really love her design!!! 🥺🙏

Ok so first of all @cringeyvanillamilk @one-leaf-grimoire @shinyshammie cuz you all seemed interested in the OC of mine. Sooo.... *looks over at like 30 pages of written text for BO’s backstory and pet guides* I’ll start with most basic things, in a short list so that you can choose whenever to read all of this or just the summary. Also Thank you for the name suggestions, they’re really fun and I had Lilith in there as well, but for like a slightly different meaning of the name. Name used by her: ‘Oracle’[after getting her grimoire], Thana Nickname given by Nozel, as she said she wasn’t given a name upon birth: Gulisa, and later Libi Full name: Lilith Razili Graddfa'r Ddraig Title: Blind Oracle Status: Of well respected Diamond’s Kingdom noble familly DOB: 20th of April Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: [???] she might be ace, but that’s due to a trauma, still questioning Height: 164cm / ~5′4 feet Weight: 54kg / ~119 lb Eye colour: Deep forest Green -green that goes into grey’ish colour spectrum the farther from the center Hair lenght and colour: Long -while down they get past her shoulder blades, longest part goes till her waist- Dark brown with highlights [of slight reddish tones] Skin colour: Delicate carmely tan [typical Central EU skin tone] Special marks/scars: has lots of little scars on her arms and upper back, her eyes have a visible markings on the irises [will include pic later] Magic affinity/magic’s name[as the one written in the grimoire]: Light / Fallen Luster Magic type: Supportive summonings Favourites: food- fresh fruits, ice minties, a big meaty meal, mint ice cream drinks- fruit juice[apple and orange juices], water with frozen lemon/grapes and mint dos- hum melodies, take long walks with her companion[s], experiment with her eyes, making things for her pets and/or others dear to her don’ts- arguing, being descriminated, being in big crowds, having others play heroes for her [i.e. pretend there are robbers nearby and shove her inside an alley to ‘protect her’] Magic Knight Squad: She’s blind so she’s not that confident to get herself into this bussines Race: Half dragon (don’t @ me, you gave me this idea guys, you know where this came from) Personality: kind and shy pesimist, who always looks at the worst possible scenario to be prepared for anything she can think of. Known pets of hers : Emrys - an aftereffect of her father’s experiment, was with her from her 3rd birthday till May5th after her 18th birthday. Unidentified under-race of, what everyone assumed was, a wolf and fox mix, with low nobility mana levels, allowing him to use few ‘spells’ of flower magic. His favourite flower was a Pond Lily, and he loved to snack on freshly cought fishes. Died on May 5th. [need to finish his visuals, tho he’s inspired by a pet in a browser game Eldarya write down ‘Eldarya Rowtsya’ into google and this is really close to what Emrys look[ed] like] Mer - foundling Crystal Eagle of Oracle. He dropped out of a nest on top of a tree under which the girl was resting. He was a little hatchling then, not more than 2 weeks old, the smell of chocolate cookie brought him to such a brave act. Mer was too small to fly back up ot the nest, also Oracle hadn’t noticed that he’s an eagle untill about a month after he joined her on the adventure, and moved on right after giving him the rest of her cookie, making the smol birdie confused as he was never that far away form his nest and decided to stick to her. Mostly because she still got more cookies to feed him. He’s a little grumpy, but he helps her getting around on her travels. He loves chocolate cookies, corn, and ice minties. He’s getting mad really easily, while mad will refuse to eat and fly, instead will be stompin’ angrily on the ground so Oracle will hear him being mad. Meanings of names: Lilith - night monster, monster mother; also believed to be the name of first wife of Adam, a succub that brought fear to little children and pregnant ladies Razili - of Hebrew’s origins meaning ‘Lord’s secret’ Graddfa'r Ddraig - that’s just her father attempt to act human. ‘Dragon Scale’ in Welsh. Due to her mother’s pasing she wasn’t allowed to wear the noble familly name. Gulisa - Little[as in Weak] Heart [Georgian’s origins] Libi - My heart [Hebrew’s origins] Thana - Arabic name meaning ‘Death’ So the backstory goes a little like this: Lilith was taken out of her mother’s dead body about 2h after her death and put into the coffin on her mother’s chest as she was a silent one and not one of servants believed she’d still be alive. Her father was the one to react to her cries and open up the coffin to see his daughter trying to feed herself but getting nothing above few droplets of blood from now uncovered breasts. This caused her to be of a weak heart and health in general, would scratch easily, get exhausted from simple tasks... The father[a dragon and an idiot when it comes to human interactions] somewhat took care of her, not knowing what to do with babies he just stuck to giving her bottles with milk whenever she cried and if that didn’t work get a servant to change her daiper. Her real name was never used inside the castle, her father was using her [draconic version of] middle name or ‘shortenings’- he meant sweetheart but was saying weakheart, meant sweetie when saying hatchilng, you get the point- as everyone took her as a sign and incarnation of missfortune and death, thus called her Thana instead. Their explanation was that no child would be still alive while it’s own twin[brother] was born already half eaten by pests and parasites, and mother having her heart rotten due to a sickness. Last time she saw her father was around her 3rd birthday, month after that he was never seen by her, but they did met a few more times after Lilith was made blind. For years she was left to herself, only cared for in ways of giving her some food and preparing baths and clothes to wear. She wasn’t allowed to study things other than law and the ways of beautiful speach, yet she loved music. She missed her father dearly, but Emrys took up his place greatly, cuddling up to her whenever she was scared, hurt or cold. Her magic started showing around her 5th birthday and since then the elders started getting a bit suspicious. All was going normal, everyday lessons of law and how to speak in front of politicians, break for a meal, then the rest spent with Emrys on a walk around the gardens or in a library stealthy listening to the music lessons on the upper floors. Upon the day of her 15th birthday the elders took her to old ruins, where they marked her eyes with a ‘new emblem’ that was supposed to start a rebelius movement to throw the king from his throne, but after seeing Lilith crashing down with tears of blood and a new moon forming upon the sky they flew away in fear, leaving her there, unnecessarily taking away her sight from her. As the moon started forming, crimson fog hugged the dying girl, a single string of shimmering mana started leading the fog into the noble family castle. Before reaching the gates the unidentified experiment rushed into it and the fog moved back, leaving the castle alone for this day. Emrys cuddled up to her and covered her with his own mana, focusing on her bloodshot eyes. The fog began cleansing itself, becoming shimmery, as if stardust created it. It later formed her grimoire, the book that would once be called Last Hope, as it’s light was powerful in means of healing and defending, but never there to harm, yet it’s magic was tricky and therefore never the same, no more was it to pleasantly sit back and observe the battle. There was a small peasant village near those ruins, they saw the great light and weird creatures, small circular beings surrounded by silvery feathers and hoops, and some creatures looked like those of stories of old times, the biggest shimmering creature resembled Pan, the great horror of forests. All the creatures dissapeared within a minute and peasants rushed to the ruins. Seeing the young girl in shambled yet definetly expensive clothing and tears of blood streaming down her face they called to her “Oracle! Oh great Blind Oracle! Send upon us a blessing of rain” and so her grimoire started glowing and send upon them the first spell “Moribound wish” which brought the clouds and flooded the noble castles of Diamond Kingdom for whole month. The people heard about an Oracle in old ruins and began coming to her, offering food and crops for a blessing or a prophecy. Her spell was limited, she oculdn’t use it however she wanted, and it called for rest quite often, so people became impatient, rude, envy of such power and ‘luxurious life’ of Oracle. Oracle was inside the ruins for more than 2 years, yet less than 4, she could never tell the time by herself, she always relayed on the good hearted people to tell her what time of the year it was. Few peasants told the nobles about mysterious Oracle and the blessings she was able to perform- healing some of the elders, bringing rain and storms, and they decided to take her for their own happines. They took her from the ruins on May 5th, after a small battle that she decided to put against them, they killed Emrys as he tried to help her, and put Lilith inside the cage, forced a mask upon her face so they wouldn’t have to see the markings which some of the nobles recognised as the sign of rebelion. After half a year they got bored of her ‘miracles’ and let her go into the wild. She was somehow able to get into Clover Kingdom, her mask easily telling others that something was wrong with her. But the little bird on her arm was an easy distraction, especialy with how many children would pile up just to be able to pet him or give him some food, so she was able to steal some food from the stands and sometimes money to survive living under the sky. One day she unfortunately tried to rob a Magic Knight Captain, of course not knowing who he was or what a Magic Knight was before that. Nozel Silva was his name, she made a note to remeber that name and upon hearing her explain why she tried to steal from him he actualy took great interest in her story. After a small series of questions which she answered truthfuly, greateful he wasn’t going to put her to jail, He made a decision to let her stay for a week in Silver Eagle HQ where she was able to create few little artifacts helpful in dungeons and unknown areas as well as develop a spell that allowed her to regain sight for a brief moment of 4 minutes. During the week he called her Gulisa, as she told she wasn’t given a name upon birth, and if she was it was long forgotten. Gulisa later turned to Libi which confused the girl, upon asking why he changed his mind he said that it may suit her better, but he’d still prefer to know her true name. Thanks to Nozel’s help she was able to gain money and buy herself a small house which the members of SE often visit after missions in which they found new artifacts. Often times while practising her magic she’d find a dungeon and explore it with Mer. Few times while in Raquey she was stopped by some male who always asked her for a tea, and would tell her stories about folk-tale creatures, guardians of forests, oceans, skies and mountains, the devils and angels, the dragons and their homes of treasures. He presented himself by name ‘Lonan’ yet seems unsure each time he brings the name up, as if hesitating. He’d always pay for the tea and dessert and leave a package with crystals and some metal parts she’d been looking for. She still travels, but mostly around the borders of Clover and Heart Kingdoms. Searching for new artefacts that could maybe, just maybe, help her regain her sight. “The fact I’ve gotten used to being blind doesn’t mean I don’t want to see someone that I have but meet” “You have your spells don’t you?” “But they don’t allow me to see how I used to. Back then I saw people smiling, now when i use my spell you’re always frowning...” And that would be a brief summary of my OC. *Looks over at the pile of papers* Have I forgotten about something? EDIT: Forgot to add: She can’t fully see by using her spells, they allow her to see the basic outlines and few colours, they depend on her mood and levels of mana she got left, so she’s going blind 99% of time. Her mask was put onto her forcefuly and she was unable to take it down before going to Clover Kingdom. The nobles put her into the half-face mask and stiched it to her face, and she started wearing the ‘butterfly’ one after meeting with Nozel, it was first artifact she made in SE’s HQ. She knew the meaning of name Thana and that’s why she didn’t use it when she was free of elders’ will. Also I might need your opinion on this @thespiralgrimoire

#black clover #oc #Blind oracle #mentions of Nozel Silva #Diamond Kingdom #answered #DPS AU #dragons

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Repost, don’t reblog! Tag 6 muns you would like to get to know better when done!

Name: Pirate

Age: 35 - anything invented from now on is against the natural order :U

Faceclaim: I did have Jessie from Team Rocket to match Mojito but tbh I tend to just use Jack’s face or bust and put ‘outofrum’ or ‘//’ so you know it’s me talking.

Pronouns: She/her but I’ll respond to any.

Height: 5′4 last I checked. I’ve been 5′6 before but me job shrank me.

Birthday: Endish of February

Aesthetics: Purple, black, dragons, pirate, trickster, comfy things, black jeans, big skirts, black eyeliner, cats, sharp spikes, chocolate, Loki, psywitch, bi/pansexual

Favourite muse(s) you’ve written: Any of my main tumblr muses. Those being Jack, Loki and XI (once dark/now divergent AU 11th Doctor). Also enjoyed sideblogs and blogs relating to XI’s family/alternate timelines. Oh, and a pirate fox called Jeshal the Ironclaw from the Vulpine Imperium.

What inspired you to take on your current muse (that you are posting this on): Two reasons. The first being two in itself. When I first took up Jack, I was 18 years old and heartbroken and I rewatched CotBP (a year after it had been in the cinema). I started writing him back then and he never truly left me despite me hopping to other role-play fandoms. So, yeah, heartbreak and CotBP itself were reason 1. Reason 2 is Trish over on @sonofirishseas. She writes an amazing Jack and my Loki and I fell in love with him. So much so that I knew I could never get enough and that little voice in my head and heart just sparked the fuck up and he wouldn’t let go. I realised I had to write Jack again.

What are your favourite aspects of your current muse: Oh, man. Uh. His freedom and his heart and his optimism. XI and Loki are powerful and have so much scope, but there’s something beautiful about Jack’s contained (but vast) world and the fact he isn’t weighed down too much by it. I love Loki but he has such darkness and angst in him so it can get pretty heavy. XI has the baggage of a Time Lord and even more atrocities besides, and a duty to multiple universes to help people wherever he can. He has a saviour complex and a desperation to do everything. Jack? Jack is so free. He’s a fantasy of zero responsibility and bisexual action who doesn’t stop to angst about his problems quite as often (but has plenty of that whumpy dark goodness to play around with), who is insanely remarkable whilst being much more relatable and human, and at the heart of it all is a good boy.

What’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing: Biggest is the media itself that I’m drawing from. Watching and reading the fandom content sparks inspiration. Music is also a huge factor. If the film/show has amazing music, it keys into my soul and helps me write, or sometimes I can find pieces I feel suit a character or thread and go off that. Another huge inspiration is my partners. If I click well with someone, it’s very easy to bounce ideas back and forth or get excited about somewhere to take things. Sometimes it’s crack things on the dash or a meme that makes me go !!!. I have a tendency to hyperfixate on a character so that everything in my life revolves around them for a number of years and I keep feeding back into it constantly. It was a relief to find that I can return to a previous fixation and not leave them completely behind.

Favourite types of threads: So many. I am an absolute sloot for shipping, it seems. My utter favourite ones for Jack though are enemies to lovers or ones where there is some element of the forbidden. I love angst but for me it always has to lead toward a happy ending or at least fluctuate with enough balance or my heart hurts too much to enjoy it. I do like silly and fluff and action, too. I’ll write most genres I think?

Biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: Time. As my bio states, I have two jobs (granted the second one doesn’t take many hours), a husband and a video games addiction, and a certain MCU trickster god who needs some attention on his blog. Energy to write factors into that but is also caused by time. I otherwise don’t really struggle with writing for Jack. Tiredness and time are my limiting factors. Sometimes I might have trouble ensuring I’m keeping something interesting and/or not doing the same thing for one person that I’m doing for someone else. The only other struggle with Jack is this is a smol fandom now, but I kinda like that?

Tagged By: @araedi mah loooove

Tagging: Anyone I’m partnered with who hasn’t done this!

#outofrum #about Pirate

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