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enderevynne · 1 year
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DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION ➤ OC GIFS: Evynne Trevelyan
don’t mind me I’m crying about my girl
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chaosducks · 23 days
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Trans man Owen Harper is brain rotting.
Am I projecting?
Yes
Do I care?
No
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I love that you like Skulduggery Pleasant.
Can I ask you a few questions( you don't need to answer them if you don't want)
Which books is your favourite?
Other than Skul or Val, who's your favourite character?
Which dead man is your favourite?
And finally what magical discipline would you follow?
~Evynn
book: i dont think ive ever actually considered my favourite book! probably the ones somewhere in the middle (the first three i remember very well and don't enjoy reading them that much and the very late ones have different vibes, which isn't necessarily Bad but isn't reeeaaally my thing) - probably the darquesse era i think (if that's a thing i can refer to it as)
character: ooh great question! i love tanith and valkyrie's girlfriend and dexter vex and sarcaren and ghastly and the statue of that musician guy and valkyrie's parents and. anyways i love so many characters theyre written sooo well and they're all so babygirl <3 ive never really considered My Favourite because i love all the dynamics soo much <3 oh and scapegrace and thrasher and clarabelle i cant believe i forgot to mention them dgsjfhjs
favourite dead man: you ask such difficult questions!! /j (<- read: i have never considered this question before) i do love dexter and saracen sooo much and erskine in his pre-bastard era (i cant believe he'd do that to me) and ghastly and skulduggery of course (hes everything to me) and they're such an iconic group that i dont know how i could Ever pick just one when i love them all soo much
magical discipline: hm. im very bad at answering questions (i realise i havent answered any of these properly but i didn't want to ignore your ask because i love it) i think teleportation would be hella neat but i know it takes so much effort and im one of those guys who fails instantly and gives up. i think id choose being a necromancer or sensitive, but since sensitives get headaches and Perpetually Suffer and are common murder targets et cetera i'll pick necromancy :D
anyway so this was an absolute train wreck and if youve read this to the end you deserve an award because. good heavens. wow have a heart <3
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izzyseemsfizzy · 6 months
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meow mother fucker.
Happy Halloween Izzy.
OMG MY CAT!!
happy halloween :D
here take some cat-safe treats!! <3
be safe while ur trick or treating, mkayy?
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How to Sing: VOCAL WARM UP EXERCISES
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marvellousstawler · 11 months
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Cleaning Up
Once again I find myself struggling with a set of characters I've been carrying around with me since I was a teenager.
I was convinced, since the age of 18, that I would write a compelling romance novel set in the 1910s in Australia, or magical not-Australia, or in one very short-lived period of drafts, several points on the space-time continuum strung together by one of the characters receiving prophetic visions from across the cosmos (I was reading Homestuck at the time).
I have found, over and over again for the past five-or-so years, that this story keeps going through permutation after permutation, with seemingly limitless potential, but never seems to land on a concrete plot, setting or story. Why? Well, because what I have are essentially stock characters with a collection of easily-transmutable traits, and every 'story' I've tried to write them into is completely boring, because my plotting style amounts to situational romantic comedy being strung together to fill time.
What to do? I have great affection for these characters and do not want to simply discard them like I did the last three, since these characters have a bit more substance and will not so easily fade away.
I have decided that the best option is probably to write little short comics involving them. People can see my two little weirdos have their gay moments with each other, without being forced into the commitment of sitting through all the boring filler I tried to construct in order to contextualise said gay moments. Maybe I'll post them here, maybe I won't, maybe I'll have another tantrum and throw these two on the pile of smouldering character corpses (hopefully not).
As usual you can expect more long silences from me.
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music-in-my-veins14 · 2 years
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miss-tc-nova · 6 months
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Once Upon a Dream - Silver x Reader
Watched og Sleeping Beauty and couldn't help myself. Can't wait to actually get me some more Silver content in Book 7
Premise: Silver's been dreaming of a stranger he met once
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Warnings: Minor spoilers for Glorious Masquerade (not really the main plot) and Port Fest (not the plot but a very minor point)
Music Inspiration: Once Upon a Dream - Cover by Evynne & Peter Hollens
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               Leaves rustle in the breeze, the sun-dappled grass brushing against bare skin with each step. A delicate melody floats around them, encasing the couple in their own intimate, little world. In his left hand rests another that feels as if it were made to be held by his. Meanwhile, his right tenderly holds his partner’s waist, craving to close what small gap exists between them. Instead, his gentle gestures lead their feet in perfect harmony, all the while the beautiful visage has him entranced. Nothing has ever felt more perfect, a happiness he’s never known filling his heart to the brim.
               Glittering eyes gaze up at him. On those enticing lips, a smile is born as they motion his name.
               “Hm?”
               “Silver.” Weight suddenly settles into his body.
               “What’s wrong?���
               Music fades from his ears. “Silver, wake up.”
               Around him, his world dissolves, even the perfect person in his arms disappears in the dust, leaving him in utter darkness.
               “Hey.”
               Another shake of his shoulder, coerces the young man into opening his eyes. Though leaves quiver in the sky above, this is not the haven he’d just been. No, this is Fluer City, beneath one of the campus trees at Noble Bell College. Disappointment washes over him; he’d fallen asleep again.
               A familiar face pokes into his view. “Ah, Monsieur Sleepyhead, welcome back to the world of the living.”
               Drowsy Silver sits up, reluctant to shake the dream from his thoughts just yet. “Sorry, I must’ve dozed off again.”
               His gaze grazes across Rook and Riddle, both fully prepared for the evening’s events.
               The fellow second year folds his arms. “If you’re that tired, perhaps you should return to your room and rest.”
               An offered hand by Rook is gratefully accepted. “No, it’s fine. Besides, I doubt Sebek would let me live it down if I missed the ball. Afterall, Malleus has been looking very forward to this.”
               “That’s true,” Riddle agrees.
               “Then you’d best return to your room and get dressed,” Rook says. “It’s almost time for our group to gather.”
               “Of course. Thank you for waking me.”
               Silver bids the two goodbye and wanders into the school where the Night Raven College students have been given rooms to borrow for the social. Yet while his feet are focused, his head is not.
               It started months ago when Night Raven College so graciously volunteered its student body to help out with Port Fest. Class A had decided upon producing and selling churros as their way of contributing to the festival. Silver worked diligently to do his part, taking several measures to ensure he stayed awake.
               Then there was an order for one of the sophomore churros, which Silver fulfilled. As he steps to the counter to pass off the final result to the customer, he freezes.
               It was an angel standing there, wearing a radiant smile. Silver had been convinced he slipped up and was dreaming. If he was, he didn’t even care. It left him mesmerized as an unknown feeling swelled in his chest.
               Taking the order, the customer thanked him with a voice that seared into his brain. There was a quick, heavenly smile before the strange began to leave.
               He wanted to reach out, to shout, to say something, to do literally anything looked at a second time. But he just stood there until Kalim bumped into him, nearly dropping the next few orders on the ground. And when Silver lifted his gaze once again, the angel was gone.
               From that moment on, Silver’s thoughts were repeatedly intruded on. He frequently caught himself wondering about likes and dislikes and how one might handle different situations. There were definitely admissions of his descent into insanity. Then he began to daydream, which quickly devolved to full on dreams. Most often, those dreams were fleeting, simple little incidents, but the best ones were the ones like he just had—where he was entirely in over his head and happy to be so. Actively encouraging him to slip into dreamland, it did not help him with his sleep problems.
               “Silver! Snap out of it!”
               Flinching back to reality, Silver’s eyes blinked, staring back at him. He’d done well to get so far into donning the uniform gifted for the occasion, but Silver was still not ready. He’d done it again.
               “Sorry,” he murmurs, buckling the belt around his waist.
               “What’s gotten into you?” Sebek huffs. “I swear your air-headed nature has gotten worse lately.”
               Not exactly sure how to go about this discussion, let alone with Sebek of all people, Silver directs his attention to his boots. “It’s nothing.”
               “Well quit daydreaming and finished getting dressed. We can’t keep Malleus waiting for even a second.”
               “Right.”
               It’s a struggle, but Silver keeps focused long enough to dress, meet up with the others, and offer their welcome gift to the Nobel Bell College for hosting this social. Still, his head keeps wandering to the clouds and his schoolmates keep recalling him from his thoughts. Yet his hearing hyper focuses when a particular song begins to play.
               Silver’s attachment to the melody stems from his exposure to it as a child. It was one of the few songs Lilia didn’t scream at him to lull him to sleep and it simply became a source of comfort. It’s the one that fills his dreams and, left to his own devices, it immediately begins to take his mind away.
               Into his vision strides his angel, peering up at him with eyes he’ll never forget. A reverent bow is all the exchange the pair needs before stepping out onto the dance floor. Their gentle sway sends them into their own little world of solace, still as perfect as he imagined. He’s utterly consumed, lost to his fantasy and there’s nothing he wouldn’t give to drift forever in this moment of bliss.
               Just as his heart begins to convince him to lean a little closer, a flicker of red draws his eyes. It morphs into the shape of Jamil, dancing with Riddle. Confused, he dares to let his gaze venture beyond, sighting Ruggie and Idia and the other Night Raven College students among the dancing figures.
               That’s right.
               He’s at the Nobel Bell College.
               At the ball.
               But then that means…
               Peering at his dance partner, the young man now sees the silver mask concealing that face. Even so, he knows those eyes.
               The music stops. Without breaking the mood, his partner smiles and bows once again in gratitude. However, his conflict must be visible.
               “Are you okay?”
               That voice pierces his heart. Despite the wound, it now pounds in his chest. A hand, terrified to destroy the delusion, reaches out. There’s some uncertainty and his hand recoils while he stumbles to regain his manners.
               “May I?” It’s incredible that the quiver in his breath keeps from his voice.
               Rightful hesitance takes a moment before a gracious nod acquiesces. Dancing fingers delicately trace the mask as if reality might shatter. His breath hitches in his chest as he reveals the face he’s been obsessively dreaming about for months.
               Standing here, Silver doesn’t know what to do. Part of him wants to scream while another part wants to hug as if his life depends on it and a distant third part of him might just pass out. He never thought he’d see his angel again so it never occurred to him how their meeting might go.
               He never does figure out what to do though before careful fingers slide the mask from his face. He blinks, now just as exposed.
               That curious expression studies his face, some hint of recognition sparking in those eyes.
               “Have we met before?”
               His chest fit to burst, Silver smiles.
               “Once upon a dream.”
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49-ibr · 5 months
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WORLDBUILDING ASK GAME
My series, 49, has 64 kingdoms. Here is an ask game with worldbuilding questions based on each! No context is needed to play!
ARELC - How many places have you created in this world?
AWIN - What is the landscape like?
ALYRO - Does this world have magic?
BEAKE - Have you created any creatures for this world? What are they like?
BLODRIK - Who is the most violent criminal in this world? How were/are they punished?
CHYMAE - How old is this world?
CUSTROSE - What is deemed the most beautiful place in this world?
COLESSE - What is deemed the most ugly place in this world?
CRAYGE - Who is the most worshipped historical figure?
CRYTIONNE - What is the most believed creation myth?
CRUSIK - Do you prefer worldbuilding or character creation?
CARRENTE - What is a lyric to the most popular song?
DAKK - How are the disabled treated?
DEXTYNE - What happens after death?
DORAE - What is the goal of the people?
DEZTROTTE - When was the last war?
DISKNETTE - What is the deadliest disease in this world? Is there a cure?
DRAMI - Are the people patriotic? Why or why not?
EHEZZE - How much of the world is hidden underground? How much of the world is high in the sky?
ENZAPE - What technology exists? How common is it in the average household?
EVYNNE - How much control does the government have over the people?
ESYE - How much privacy does the average person have?
FATU - How do the people try to predict the future, if they do? Does it work?
FURRLLE - What is the future?
FREEKA - What is the most terrifying thing in this world?
FLAYMER - What is the most widely spread myth?
FLIK - What is the most common food?
FYLCHE - What kinds of body modifications are common? Are they practical or aesthetic?
FRAV - Who is or was the most famous scientist?
GLUTTEKKE - What is the most delicious delicacy?
GISLEER - Are the people kind to one another?
GRIF - What traditions typically come with mourning?
HOPPLE - Are they a happy people?
IYCC - Is there a monarchy?
IFRO - What is the government like?
ILLIE - What is the beauty standard?
ILLARC - What is the most common form of entertainment?
LIGNET - What is the most common item they have that doesn't exist in the real world?
LOVARE - What are the views on different sexualities and genders?
LUSTRAN - What act is most taboo, whilst still being legal?
MIXTE - How intelligent is the average citizen?
MYVEN - What is the education system like? Is it functional?
MUNDAN - What is the most average person like?
PRIKE - How violent are these people?
PAYNI - Is the death penalty a thing?
PEFE - What was their most significant historical event?
PASSE - How much of their history is known to the general public?
PALORA - What are the plants like?
PRILLEDE - Who is their most treasured modern celebrity? Do they deserve to be worshipped?
ROSTHE - What do they do with the dead? What are their funeral traditions?
SILEM - Did you invent a language/an alphabet for this world?
SNIPPE - What is the worst swear word?
SLOWZE - How much of the population live in poverty?
SOULANDE - Do they believe in soulmates, whether literal or not?
SPARRE - Does this world exist as an alternate version of Earth, or is it something entirely new?
SELETE - Have they journeyed into space? If so, is it common?
STYRME - What is the weather like?
STRIGNE - What are the most commonly used drugs/potions/etc?
TIMME - How do they tell the time?
TEFFE - What kinds of accents do people have? How much do they vary in this location?
TARFA - What lies does the govenment tell their people? How many people can see right through them?
TRILT - What is the legal system like?
WAVUN - Do the people believe in magic? Is it real?
WRATTE - What is deemed the most serious crime in this world?
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enderevynne · 11 months
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DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION ➤ OC GIFS: Evynne Trevelyan
↳ Crestwood - In game
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chaosducks · 3 months
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This bit isn't talked about enough. No i'm not referring to the entire scene I'm talking about John leaning into Jack as he says the line captioned above ["you need to go"] as if to kiss him.
Despite the previous rough and tumble- in my eyes that's their love language, John probably still thinks Jack wants him. I mean jack did accept his invitation, which in John's eyes is Jack wanting a reunion(or at least to see his ex-partner) and not just him going to try and "get [John] off his territory" so of course John would go to kiss Jack as they share a drink and talk of old times.
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saxon-official · 4 months
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Legit how does it feel to be a rp blog getting real british political issues sent to your askbox with the expectation of a well worded in character anwser. I think id go mad.
Ooc: I'm assuming you want this from me and not Saxon. Well I find it fun, I like working my way into the inner workings of The Master and the political questions just make that even funnier it makes me think "Right, how would Saxon respond- not The Master, but Saxon" and please keep all asks coming I love them so much
~Evynn
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Music Tag
I was tagged by @mundanemoongirl <3
Rules: List what songs remind you of your OCs, or even a song you think they would love.
And I am gonna tag, if you feel like doing it, @winterandwords @aria-benedetto and an open tag
Well, for most of my WIPs, there is a playlist linked in the WIP intro. So that feels kind of redundant :D
For some stories, I have That One Song that I connect more than others with the couple, for example Glass Shards with Arion - You're My Melody, and Till Death with Fivefold - Till Death.
For Sweet Little Lies, that song is Dance Forever Tonight by Peter Hollens feat. Evynne Hollens. I wrote like the last third to that song on repeat, lol.
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How to Sing: Mixed Voice
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music-in-my-veins14 · 1 month
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No One Else (evynne hollens hits The Vibe the hardest, but it's from the great comet of 1812 musical)
"we were angels once / don't you remember / joy and life inside our souls and nobody knows just you and me..."
and the entire thing is EXTREMELY post-church-bombing aziraphale standing alone after crowley finally leaves like 🥰
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Though it hinges a lot on the we were angels once line i can’t see anything against it as a gomens song either… well done keep taking your vitamins <3
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