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#C: Zyana
katsigian Β· 6 months
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𝙏𝙃𝙀 π™π™π˜Όπ™‚π™„π˜Ύ π™‡π™Šπ™‘π™€ π˜Όπ™π˜Ύπ™ƒπ™€π™π™”π™‹π™€ ⋆.π–₯” ݁ Λ–
This quiz was sent to me and it hurt good bad so I figured maybe the mutuals would also wany to do it, too β™‘ While my OCs are CP77 and BG3 based, you can do this for any OC from any setting. I'm going to tag some people, but if you'd rather not share your results, there's no pressure to do so! There's also no pressure to interact with this post
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π™‘π˜Όπ™‡π™€π™‰ // 06. π˜Ώπ™€π™‘π™Šπ™π™π™€π™ ⋆.π–₯” ݁ Λ–
❝ Love's a knife to skin to you, a vein to woven muscle, a blood puddle before you. You listened to all the promises of a stranger's relief and feel the drain of a shower head running it all down again. You committed another murder; kissed and bruised skin with a clench to a quivering wrist and went home in the defeaning quiet of a taxi. There's mold covered rage within you. If to take a heart home with you, you'd bite your way through muscle and ribcage first. Pleasure comes, but there will be no devouring past it. There is fear in settling down and being seen. There is a glass screen between these bodies and you. Relax your tight jaw and feel the real canine fear beneath that scabbed up cavity. The sacrifice of opening up is needed if to be loved as you deeply wish is inside. Desire doesn't discriminate between hands or spoken word. Why should you? ❞
I really liked this one for Valen specifically because it talks about how lonely he once was; how he'd find the most temporary comfort within a stranger and then go home alone to have to face the quiet again. I love how it compares love-making to a murder because there's not many things Valen likes more than leaving loving bruises behind on soft skin from kissing too roughly. He also felt like for the longest time like he had a thick glass barrier between him and everyone else - you can look, but don't get too close to me. He wanted so badly to be loved for so long in spite of how he'd keep everyone at arms' length. It was a safety measure, because the past kept coming back to remind him that when he let others inside, past the walls, all they did was grab his heart and twist. Imagine wanting to be loved so badly you ached but at the same time feared it. All Valen wants is to be devoured by another who'll keep him safe within themselves.
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π™‘π™€π™Žπ™‹π™€π™ // 01. π™ˆπ˜Όπ™π˜Ώπ™‡π™„π™‰ π™ˆπ˜Όπ™‚π˜Ώπ˜Όπ™‡π™€π™‰π™€ ⋆.π–₯” ݁ Λ–
❝ An embrace with the shivering figure of a ghost. You cut your hair at 3 a.m. to change it all but it is no use. Love is a war to endure to you. You comfort and hold, kiss pressed to temple and cheek while feeling the numbness filling your nights to brim. What used to feel honorable has now become chore of breathing to sustain another. What else is love, but your lap to lay another's head into? Your fingers turn blue in the announcing dawn, the cold figure of what you used to know of yourself remains asleep next to them. Another version of you has crept out of your old body, has ripped and eaten itself out of a cast that was fused into the position of nurturing comfort. Remove yourself from your lovers before they become part of you, conjoined with your arms to anothers head you have no life apart of maudlin magdalene. You have given endlessly, but this isn't all there is to you. Acknowledge the good that has been done and let yourself be free. You deserve to feel held as well, you are more than what you can give of yourself before breaking down. ❞
This one again feels pretty fitting for Vesper. He's not like his brother Valen - he gives much more easily than he does and is more open with what he truly wishes for. But it's become more of a burden for Vesper to keep opening up his heart and not getting those things he really wants. He gives very easily, tries to support the people he's let inside, but it gets tiring when he gets not enough in return. Eventually, he does find someone who will give him all he needs and more, but everything up until that point was Vesper thinking that he had to be a giver, whether it was his body or his affection or anything else.
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fereldanwench Β· 2 years
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Name Meaning Game
I was tagged by @bnbc & @miss--river--Thank you, bbs! πŸ’™
RULES: Search and post the meaning of your OCs’ names (if you made their name up or they go by a nickname, post an explanation of how it came to you)! Bonus if you can find something for their last name too.
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β†’ Valerie Irene Powell
Valerie The name Valerie is primarily a female name of French origin that means Strength. [x] Irene The name Irene is primarily a female name of Greek origin that means Peace. [x] Powell The name Powell is primarily a male name of Welsh origin that means Son Of Howell/Hywell. [x]
For some deeper history and etymology of her last name:
The surname Powell was first found in Breconshire (Welsh: Sir Frycheiniog), a traditional county in southern Wales, which takes its name from the Welsh kingdom of Brycheiniog (5th-10th centuries), where the name "are descended from Philip ap Howell, whose pedigree is traced to Edwin ap Grono, Lord of Tegaingl, founder of the XIII noble tribe of North Wales and Powys." However other records claim the name came from the Welsh King Hywel Dda"the Good" ap Cadell (c.880- c.950), son of Cadell ap Rhodri, in turn a son of Rhodri the Great.
The Welsh migration to North America in the late 19th and early 20th centuries contributed greatly to its rapid development. These migrants were in search of land, work, and freedom. Those Welsh families that survived the long ocean journey were critical to the development of new industries and factories, and to the quick settlement of land. They also added to an ever-growing rich cultural heritage. [x]
And as for how I chose her name:
"Valerie" is obviously the name given to female V in the game, but I wavered for about a month before I decided to accept it as her name, too. I think it's a really pretty name and I like it a lot, but that was actually a part of the conundrum: I had named my New Vegas Courier "Valerie" as well, and I wasn't sure I wanted to have two OCs with the same first name. Courier!Valerie wasn't as fleshed out as V!Valerie and I wasn't as attached to her, so I decided to change my Courier's name to Natalie and stuck with Valerie for V.
Plus, I do really like having my OC referred to by their first name in a game (like if you choose "Sara" or "Scott" in Mass Effect Andromeda) so I think having that reference, even if it was just a fleeting comment at Clouds, did sway me a lot in deciding to keep it for her.
"Irene" was kind of chosen at random--I just liked the flow of "Valerie Irene"--But it's going to be a family name, probably from her mom's side. I'm still working out some family tree and heritage details so more info is pending there. But! It also makes her initials VIP, which I thought was cute and funny, and I'm gonna attribute it to a little dad joke on her father's part.
And for "Powell," I yoinked it from Iain Glen's character in the 2001 Tomb Raider movie, Manfred Powell. Initially, I went with it because I thought it sounded a little prestigious, I guess, and fitting for a corpo character. But it's also a fairly common surname in the US, and as I developed her background more, I realized wanted her father's side of the family to come from an average Western-European-descended American lineage, so it worked on that front, too.
I never really gave much thought to the actual meanings of the names, but I do feel like "strength" and "peace" are very fitting for her. πŸ’™
Tagging @zyana-wyvern, @starsandskies, @roofgeese, @commander-krios, @black-rose4, and @gloryride (if you wanna, of course)!
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blackdahliaroleplaying Β· 7 years
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-Β  Zyana Meghan Rivers, character by Black Dahlia Roleplaying member KITARA DIETRICH
Exerpt fromΒ β€œFlashback to Vegas”
Vamp Fight Night. Literally the best thing about being undead so far. It was an event special to Vegas, which fortunately was where she was born and would probably dieβ€”againβ€”so as a member of this fine city, Zyana Meghan Rivers saw it as her right to partake in activities her sire and blood brother might disapprove of. But what they didn’t know couldn’t hurt her, right? As a fully introduced neonate into kindred society, the Brujah was now legal and protected under Camarilla law. So long as she abided by it, neither Marcos nor Colton could have her head. That was, if this guy didn’t take it first. He was easily six inches taller than her and maybe fifty pounds heavier, but with her new disciplines, he wasn’t necessarily stronger. She had Potence too, which took the female disadvantage almost completely out of the physical equation. Against an average male, she’d have been his equal, but this fucker seemed like he had trained as a human, which meant his extra β€œnatural” strength added up against hers. Even so: she’d take her chancesβ€”and she was. With no professional training other than the random kickboxing class she had attended while still human, Zyana had only her instincts and natural fighting spirit to help her win the matchβ€”and it wasn’t going very well. She had already taken quite a beating, but it wasn’t anything a little blood couldn’t heal. Careful not to spend too much during the match (in case she was incapacitated with one blow), Meghan was now sporting a bruising chin and purple circle on her thigh. Nothing had been brokenβ€”yet. She had gotten lucky when she swung an upper cut into her opponent’s face within the first minute, which had resulted in a broken nose, but other than that, she hadn’t landed any resounding blows. Three minutes and thirty-nine seconds had passed, which left a little more than a minute until half-time. Thank fuck she no longer got winded. Standing on one edge of the ring, Zyana watched her opponent as she debated how best to deal some damage. He charged her from the other side and suddenly, with the help of Celerity, turned right. She attempted to do the same, but she wasn’t quick enough. He was on her before she knew where he’d come from and as she stumbled, he grabbed her arm. And yanked downward. C-craaa-k. Meghan screamed. It was broken.
To see more of Kitara Dietrich’s work and find yourself a delicious partner to keep your cravings sated, visit Black Dahlia Roleplaying. We’ll see you there! Story Credits go to Kitara Dietrich and Iyonna.Β 
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