#He is Norwegian but his father is Russian. He is wearing girls clothes because he is a girl

[forestfolke]

Sigurd with kichka

#my art #digital art #folk art #my ocs #sigurd #He is Norwegian but his father is Russian. He is wearing girls clothes because he is a girl

[the-slasher-files]

OC: ANASTASIA EVA KULOKOVA

DAUGHTER OF ANDREI KULOKOVA AND XAVIERA LAH-MO 

this is 100% a collab with @horrorslashergirl​

Nickname: Stassie, Babygirl, Angel, Firecracker, Sparky (if you wanna piss her off)

What she calls her s/o: Handsome, Dear, Luchik (Russian for sunray)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Nationality: Russian, Norwegian, American

Languages: Russian, Norwegian, English, Romanian

Voice: She has a strong voice that isn’t necessarily loud but it overtake others very easily, but it is also smoky in a sexual yet mysterious way and has a honey coating that makes everything sound sweet when she says the most fucked up things. She takes on more of her fathers Russian accent than her brother but it is still dulled by her American influences. 

Occupation: Lepidopterist (A person that studies butterflies), online creator for onlyfans and mercenary  

Location: Northern Russia (status: still living with parents)

Hair: Light brown brown, cooler tone, halfway down her back in length

Eyes: Icy blue, sometimes look white in the reflection of snow on a sunny day. Intense. Sharp. Powerful. When he is killing his pupils are blown wide and a darkness seeps into the blue from the rims almost making them look black.

Height: 5'6

Body: This girl loves to take care of herself and is in very good shape, lean and athletic yet strong 

Clothes: It depends but she loves to look girly with an edge and a hint of luxury. She will dress in cute dresses with lace and silk then wear chockers and spikes for an edge. For more relaxed looks she is just fine with jeans and a lacy top and of course Stassie needs her necklaces and rings. 

Weapons/fight style: Highly skilled in guns, she can shoot any kind of take it apart then put it back together with ease. Also knows a lot of hand to hand combat and has some knife skills as well. Pistols and submachine guns are her favorites 

Preferred Method of Kill: Killing with her guns or arson

Motive: Pleasure, Killing idiot men that do not know the word “no”  

Smell: Amberwood, vanilla, white musk, orange blossom, sandalwood with hints of burning wood

Relationship with parents: Growing up she was always definitely daddy’s little girl and that continues to stick. Anastasia growing up could literally do no wrong in Andrei’s mind because she was his princess and still is. 

Stassie has always had a wild side just like her dad and her thought process was similar to his so they were very, very close. She was like glue to his side and picked up a lot from him, especially the love of guns and having wild fun. Andrei would take her to go do anything she wanted and would buy her anything. 

Xaviera was always there for her behind Andrei’s madness and when they both needed to calm down, she would like a charm. Her mother would calm her down and make Stassie relax with animal books and she quickly fell in love with book of butterflies, the colors, patterns and the delicate nature of the creatures some how soothed her wild soul. Just like her brother, nature walks were a good way to connect with her mother and once she got older and more dependent she would go look for butterflies and that’s how she found her pet raven as an injured baby. Yes, she has a pet raven.

The softer nature of her mother would often make ground her soul while her dad’s crazy nature would ignite her like a fire. After a whole day of shooting or having a random adventure with Andrei she could always come home to Xaviera and unload her soul and relax. 

Personality: As I have already said, this girl is wild, fun and spontaneous. She has a personality that rages like wildfire and can stay in a persons mind like burns. Growing up Anastasia was pretty popular with friends and boys but she was never the girl to just fall in a boys hands, she will make them work and see them fail just for fun. No boy or anyone for that matter will tell her what to do.    

The only way to describe her is that Anastasia is a literal fire; She can spark quickly with a hot and burning temper, if she is determined to something stassie will easily conquer it and fast, her soul is bright during the day but when the fire turns to smoke and embers she is calm, deep, dark and beautiful like the regrowth after the fire. 

When she is calm, she loves to draw and sketch in her journals, study butterflies and the affects of climate change. Sometimes her room can look like a fantasy with butterflies flying freely and her sitting on her bed in fancy lace clothes sketching doodles. 

One thing about Stassie is that she loves luxury and nice clothes and jewels but, those material items have no meaning to her, she just loves the look. Anastasia is a total femme fatale, dressing sexy and embracing her body, even making money from onlyfans but she can ride a dirt bike, shoot a gun and get dirty in full glam. She knows what really matters like her family and friends, she is 100% a ride or die for the people she loves.

Her favorite time is night time, especially if there are thunderstorms. Watching the lightening and hearing the deep rumble of the storm soothes her powerful soul. At night Anastasia feels completely at ease with herself and often just stares at the dark landscapes.  

#horror #slasher #my writing #oc #Anastasia Eva Kulokova #slashers

[blackswaneuroparedux]

Anonymous asked: Don’t you miss London in any way since you are British? Wouldn’t you love to come back especially after Brexit? Do you think London has changed for the worse that its not worth living there anymore?

Yes, I do miss London. I do want to go back....but not yet. I’m enjoying living and working in Paris. Brexit doesn’t affect me as I also have a Norwegian passport and I qualify for carte de séjour (a sort of residential work permit).

It was the wit Stephen Fry who said “The English language is like London: proudly barbaric yet deeply civilised, too, common yet royal, vulgar yet processional, sacred yet profane.” He captures the essence of London it’s so diverse that anyone can fit in. That is its strength and its weakness compared to other maga cosmopolitan cities like New York in the West or Shanghai in the East as its only rival.

But to my mind London has  more - arguably the same as New York but definitely more than Shanghai - in terms of energy and vibrancy with a very unique English topping of eccentricity. Something you would never find in Paris for instance where things are quite socially stodgy and snobbish. The dinner parties I attend in London are far more down to earth and vibrant as well as eccentric and very fun compared to the ritualised boerdom of super pretentious dinner parties of the Parisian crowds I get roped in - a caveat, most but not all.

London to me is like city state much in the spirit of a medieval Florence. It has no moorings to the rest of the country or the nation. It’s a bubble. or I should say bubbles within a giant bubble. There a diversity of communities each rubbing up against each other. Mostly for the good but some times not so good. Despite urban problems that affict growing mega capitals London for me still remains a wonderful place to live. 

When people ask me about if I enjoyed living in London I have to ask which London? We all live in our concentric social circles in London and people as much as place help define our sense of belonging and happiness. I don’t look at London in an abstract way in terms of favourite places but in terms of the bonds of friendships made and sustained from childhood onwards. 

Samuel Johnson said “When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” In my case, it’s because I wanted to expand my life experiences that I left London. I get bored easily and I have restless feet. I left London because it became too small for me. Or rather the world I inhabited became too socially claustrophobic for my tastes. I needed to get out and seek adventure and challenges elsewhere at least for the next chapter of my life.

I do love London and I often go back there for work reasons as well as personal ones when I can. I am a member of a few gentlemen clubs (many allow women in now) and its old genteel atmosphere centres me and paradoxically helps me to see London in slow motion even as London around me is fast moving and changing. I also don’t miss key events that I can only experience in London like the ballet and the theatre which is unrivalled in the world. And of course there are some events on the social season calendar which I can’t miss because of family obligations.

Every city has its unique charms but only a few touch the heart and soul. London - or at least the London of my childhood - is one of them. But for how much longer I don’t know.

London seems to be galloping towards a new and uncertain identity, one that puts ‘stuff’ before substance, and more importantly, money before class (as in good taste). Brexit’s impact on London doesn’t bother me in the slightest as London will adapt as it always does. It will muddle through which has always been the English way to solving any problem: just muddle through.

Still, it’s the little things I notice rather than the obvious macro ones. It niggles me and prey on my mind long after I witness the offence.

So let me give you an example of what I mean.

I did a hard day’s shopping in Knightsbridge and was waiting to meet a dear old friend from boarding school to play catch up. She’s always bringing me up to speed on the gossip in our circles and most of it goes in one ear and out of the other as I’m bored by it but interested and polite enough to listen if only to feel happiness and relief that I actually do live away in Paris.

So there I was waiting for her. She was late as usual. I was sitting in a quintessentially English hotel restaurant in Knightsbridge over Christmas. I watched a young man about the same age as me approach the door. He was dressed in a wool long coat with a velvet collar that looked a little snug, although it was beautiful and had the look of Turnbull and Asser about it.

My heart soared, as he held the door open for an elegantly dressed woman who was on her way out, then approached the restaurant and confirmed he was there and waiting for a guest, a living illustration that manners maketh man.  When he took his coat off it was to reveal what was the uniform of my father’s generation, right down to the waistcoat, bottom button left open, and polished shoes. The suit he was wearing could well have been inherited from his father - probably Savile Row - but the whole was a thing of modest beauty and seemed to fit with the Christmas decorations and season of traditions. This was a well groomed young gentleman who had dressed for the occasion, and the occasion was a treat, an extravagance, something not of the every day.

I ended up at a table diagonally across from him and his companion, probably his wife or partner, excited to be there and also impeccably dressed and I watched as a party of flashy men of indecipherable East European origin arrived five minutes later. They didn’t speak much English and were wearing a selection of very tight floral shirts with white cuffs and collars. Block printed, purple and lime and many other colours unsuitable for December, but there you have it and while my suited object of admiration sat unserved, the party in the middle of the restaurant made up for their lack of fluent English with magnificent finger clicking skills.

You might say this is and always has been the way of the world, the wallets were on the table, money clips clearly visible through the skintight shirts, but one thing was different about this picture, something unpleasant. The restaurant staff fawned on them, and the couple opposite me sat, waiting politely for the two gin and tonics they had ordered.

Meanwhile, gaudy bottles of Ace of Spades Champagne arrived stage centre, possibly the world’s flashiest wine container, gold and shiny and terribly gauche. They were closely followed by four sets of twins, female ones, who sat down at the table amongst the flowery shirts and were each poured a glass of fizz which they silently sipped in minimal clothing.

Meanwhile in the other corner, the unassuming couple who had come in first were still waiting for their drinks, and I watched while the gloss went off their day, and the pall of poor relations settled on them in the corner.

This scene will be familiar to anyone who lives in Central London and it’s sad. The bottom line has always been a vital consideration in the London restaurant scene, there has always been a special table for regular customers, that’s the way of things. Until recently however there has also been that very British recognition that the chap who has saved up all year to take his wife to a special lunch should be treated as if he is also a regular guest and one of equal value at that.

It’s these little acts of tradition and custom that are the life blood of the civic life of a city. Lose this and you slowly erode the pillars of civility.

This obnoxious veneration of money to the exclusion of everything else has reached fever pitch. Restaurants that used to be just that, dining rooms that you could sit and eat lovely food in, providing a bubble away from the day to day stresses that we are all party to, are now restaurants with private clubs upstairs. Meanwhile private clubs that used to be simply  private clubs now have VIP areas – VVIP areas – which is at least a bonus in that you can avoid the more ghastly members as they are all in those bits.

What does this all mean? Does it mean that everything from eating out to where we shop is now Instagrammed or Facebooked, leaving us defined by our purchases and spending habits alone? It is certainly starting to feel like it in London (and worryingly small signs of it Paris too with rich Russians and Arabs buying up most expensive aprtments in the city), where a hundred pounds is the new tenner, and consumption has reached improbable proportions.

Strangely though, no one seems any happier, quite the contrary. Are the new Rich Kids of Instagram really something to aspire to? Is bad taste the new good taste?  Strange times are upon us, when 16 year olds sit in a cordoned off areas of clubs and restaurants flashing their cash and getting on and off jets. I see this first hand as I sometimes get to fly on private jets purely for work reasons at the largesse of my corporate clients. I always thought the Euro trash aristocrats girls at my Swiss boarding school were entitled airheads but the present nouveau riche incarnation don’t even have a sense of ironic self awareness or taste.

Human beings love a boundary, well they have for the whole history of mankind to date, anyway. If in one generation we get rid of all the traditional social conventions, from buying our own homes, saving, working hard, not buying whatever we want whenever we want it, where will we be?  Perhaps instant gratification will lead us all to a new kind of life, a new place where we all live for experiences instead of taking out a mortgage, where nothing we do is our fault and no consequences to our actions.

I have always loved the quote ‘Don’t give up on what you want for what you want now’ and believe that delaying gratification is the defining characteristic of mature adulthood.

Perhaps values, traditions, less is more and simple kindness will make a comeback. In the meantime, restaurants will empty of customers like the well mannered gentleman on the corner table, and I will continue to feel uncomfortable that we are losing something vital not just in London but increasingly elsewhere in great European cities I travel to.

Thanks for your question.

#question #london #personal #city #civic #civility

[serpvntsarchive]

I R I N A   Z A K H A R O V A   C H E B O T O V A  —  T A S K  O N E

—— ❝ let’s start off easy. tell me the basics. ❞

[ name ] irina zakharova chebotova

[ date of birth ] 25 august, 1637

[ place of birth ] tver, russia

[ age ] twenty and seven

[ religion ] eastern orthodox

[ marital status ] single

[ occupation / title ] governess

[ gender identity ] female

[ allegiance ] russia

[ spoken languages ] russian ( first ), ukrainian ( fluent ), bulgarian ( fluent ), belarusian ( fluent ), romanian ( intermediate ), latin ( fluent ), french ( fluent ), italian ( fluent ), german ( fluent ), english ( fluent ), spanish ( fluent ), portuguese ( fluent ), dutch ( intermediate ), swedish ( intermediate ), turkish ( intermediate ), norwegian ( novice ), polish ( novice ).

[ special skills ] learning languages, writing, sewing, teaching, mathematics, following rules, remembering useless facts, saying ‘ you too ’ in inappropriate moments, pushing doors that are supposed to be pulled, tripping over, making eye contact with other people in inappropriate moments, snort-laughing, being socially anxious, also being socially awkward, crying over small things, good at being insecure, generally being lame af. 

—— ❝ what of your family ?? are they still alive ?? ❞

[ father ] zakhar yegorovich chebotov ( fifty and one, alive )

[ mother ]  valeriya viktorovna chebotova ( forty and nine, alive )

[ siblings (in order of birth) ]   dmitry zakharovich chebotov ( younger brother, twenty and three, alive ), iosif zakharovich chebotov ( younger brother, twenty and one, alive ), mariya zakharova chebotova ( younger sister, ten and nine, alive ), svetlana zakharova chebotova ( younger sister, ten and seven, alive ), sofia zakharova chebotova ( younger sister, lived to four months, dead ), yaroslava zakharova chebotova ( younger sister, ten and four, alive ), matvei zakharovich chebotov ( younger brother, ten and two, alive ), oleg zakharovich chebotov ( younger brother, lived to two, dead ), taisia zakharova chebotova, ( younger sister, nine, alive ), sergei zakharovich chebotov ( younger brother, six, alive ), viktor  zakharovich chebotov ( stillborn ).

[ children ] none, yet she wishes to have children and a family of her own.

—— ❝  now let’s paint a picture of you. ❞

[ height/weight ] 166cm ( 5′4″ ), 53kg ( 117 lb )

[ built ] slim and lean, fast metabolism, column body shape

[ hair color ] brown, cut long and slightly wavy.

[ eye color ] brown.

[ accent ] soft russian, though grows thicker when she is nervous or uncomfortable ( a lot of the time ) or speaking russian. relatively good and adapting her accent to speak in other languages unless she is, again, nervous or uncomfortable.  

[ voice ] usually clear and very matter-of-fact yet soft-spoken and quiet, though can grow breathy when excited or shrill and quavering if she is very upset or angry

[ style of speech ] often very formal and polite, though can be very blunt and her tone harsher than she probably intends if you annoy her.

[ scars ] a small thin white scar on her left index finger, caused by cutting herself when chopping turnips for dinner.

[ abnormalities ] none ( if you don’t consider her severe social anxiety and general awkwardness )

[ clothing/style ] not particularly interested in fashion over practicality and comfort, probably stems from her upbringing with little money. sticks to long dresses and preferring higher necks than the fashion at the time. always in plainer colours, many white and pale shades such as light blues and browns or greeny-browns with as little decoration or embroidery/ruffles as possible while still looking presentable. most likely only has a small selection of dresses she wears on a rotation. minimal jewellery besides the brooch she always wears, gifted to her by her father before she left to work for the royal family as karina’s governess. always wears her hair back in a bun, secured with a ribbon or with clips and wavy strands around the front of her face fall out throughout the day. wears minimal makeup, again, probably stems from a poor-er upbringing and preferring not to draw attention to herself. skin is always clean, washed with a small amount of water every evening and every night. will occasionally apply red coloring to the lips depending on the day and if she wants to impress someone, and for fancy occasions will apply red colouring to her cheeks as well, though her tendency to easily blush usually already takes care of the colour in her cheeks.

—— ❝ tell us, what kind of person are you ?? ❞

[ star sign ] virgo - virgos are always paying attention to the smallest details and their deep sense of humanity makes them one of the most careful signs of the zodiac. their methodical approach to life ensures that nothing is left to chance, and although they are often tender, their heart might be closed for the outer world. this is a sign often misunderstood, not because they lack the ability to express, but because they won’t accept their feelings as valid, true, or even relevant when opposed to reason. the symbolism behind the name speaks well of their nature, born with a feeling they are experiencing everything for the first time. 

[ alignment ] lawful good - a lawful good character acts as a good person is expected or required to act. he combines a commitment to oppose evil with the discipline to fight relentlessly. he tells the truth, keeps his word, helps those in need, and speaks out against injustice. a lawful good character hates to see the guilty go unpunished.

[ enneagram type ] type one, the reformer - ones are conscientious and ethical, with a strong sense of right and wrong. they are teachers, crusaders, and advocates for change: always striving to improve things, but afraid of making a mistake. well-organized, orderly, and fastidious, they try to maintain high standards, but can slip into being critical and perfectionistic. they typically have problems with resentment and impatience.

[ colour personality ] seagreen, #2E8B57 - your dominant hues are cyan and green. although you definitely strive to be logical you care about people and know there’s a time and place for thinking emotionally. your head rules most things but your heart rules others, and getting them to meet in the middle takes a lot of your energy some days. your saturation level is higher than average - you know what you want, but sometimes know not to tell everyone. you value accomplishments and know you can get the job done, so don’t be afraid to run out and make things happen. your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. you are flexible and see things objectively.

[ what plants best represent you ] fennel: you’re quiet, sometimes shy, with a tendency to be reserved. you have a humble, kind nature and often find yourself taking care of others. you can be known to hold things in, and you don’t always speak up for yourself. this tendency to hold things in can lead to disturbances. nettle: truly a nurturing and supportive friend, you’re the kind of person that just isn’t for everyone. but those who take the time are rewarded with your gentle disposition, and the kind of friendship that does a person good no matter the difficulty they’re facing. when out of balance, you can become more prickly than supportive or nurturing, though—a sign that you need to shower yourself with the same kind of nurturing you so freely give to others. passionflower: deeply concerned about others and the world around you, you have a developed sense of what’s right and just. you’re a bit of an idealist and strive to see your vision of perfection realized in the world. on occasion you get out of balance, and you may feel a deep sense of unease and be prone to worry—especially at night, tossing and turning over all that is wrong or that needs fixing.

[ theme/character song ] “ 6/10 ″ dodie clark - what goes on behind the words ? is there pity for the plain girl ? i’ll close my mouth, i won’t say a word, a nod of pity for the plain girl

—— ❝ do you have anything more you wish to say ?? ❞

[ link to bio ] currently not written yet

[ link to intro post ] a little more about her

#crowns.task1 #( * statistics | irina. ) #i had so much fun doing this #me: gets carried away #( * q. )

[fractusregalis-blog]

OC Bio

✗ General Information ✗ First Name › Synnøvra Middle Name › Reine Surname › Heizeden Pronunciation of First Name › Syn-ov-rah Pronunciation of Middle Name › Rain Pronunciation of Surname › Hez-den Name Origin › Her name originates from her home kingdom of Zarkidia. Name Meaning › It is derived from the Zarkidian word “Synrøtte” which means “sunshine” or “light.” Named By › She was named by her parents, the King and Queen of Zarkidia. Reason this name was chosen › Due to the fact that her parents had such a hard time having their second child, there was much rejoicing in the kingdom when she was born. The people of Zarkidia began to refer to her as their “little light”, and she was named to fit this — named so that she always remember to bring hope to her people, even in the darkest of times. Official Title › Her Royal Highness, Princess Synnøvra of Zarkidia. Second-in-line to the Zarkidian Throne. Preferred Nicknames › Syn or Søni (Soh-knee) Hydra Name › Alyona Markovna Official Hydra Title › The Blood Rose. She was given this title because Hydra wanted her to be both beautiful /and/ deadly. Theme Song › “Echo” — Jason Walker Zodiac › Cancer ✗ Personal Details ✗ Birth Date › 25th June 1999. Birth Place › She was born in the Zarkidian palace — in her mother’s royal bedchambers. It was a momentous occasion and one full of joy. Age ›Eighteen. Age Appearance › She looks her age. However, due to experimentation with serum from Hydra, her age has been halted — similar to the Super Soldier Serum used on Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. Home › She has never really had a home, considering she was taken from Zarkidia as a baby. It is technically her home, but at times she often feels that she doesn’t belong there, and that she is not worthy of the title that she holds. Location › Depending on RP. It can take place in her home kingdom of Zarkidia or elsewhere. ✗ Gender and Orientation ✗ Gender › Female Pronouns › She/Her Sexual Orientation › Bisexual Romantic Orientation › Biromantic Previous Relationships › None. She actually doesn’t know much about romance. She has spent her entire childhood locked up underground in Hydra Compounds, and nobody there thought it was important to show her what love is. In fact, what she saw of romance was usually negative — she would see her Hydra “parents” argue often, usually involving physical violence. Because of this, she is somewhat fearful of romance and marriage. ✗ Physical Appearance ✗ Nationality › She is Zarkidian. Complexion › Pale-Skinned. She might be a little too pale, due to the fact she spent the majority of her life indoors with no access to direct sunlight. She tends to burn quite easily. Height › 5’4 Weight › 99 lbs Over/Underweight › She is a little underweight due to often being starved during her time with Hydra. Blood-Type › O Blood Color › Red ✗ Defining Physical Characteristics ✗ Eye Color › Green, though with a hint of blue if the light catches them in the right way. Contacts/Glasses › None Face Shape › A heart-shaped face with full lips, and freckles on her right cheek and nose. Hair Color › Red Hair Length › Long — it reaches the middle of her back. Dyed › No, this is her natural hair color. Hair Style › Her hair is wavy, with a slight curl at the end. She will often wear it tied in a half-ponytail or in two plaits. Body Build › Slim Body Shape › Pear. Birthmark › She has a small birthmark in the shape of a butterfly on her right hip. This recognizes her as part of the Zarkidian royal family. They have had these birthmarks since the ancient times. Ermolai tried to get rid of the birthmark, but it is unable to be destroyed. Scars › Synnøvra has the symbol of Hydra branded into her shoulder. It was branded into her when she was eight-years-old and Ermolai began to officially train her to become the Blood Rose. She has a scar on her right arm from a time that she tried to rescue a prisoner from being killed. She’s very proud of this. Posture › She stands up straight, though she tends to shift from foot to foot often as she is usually very nervous. She also hugs herself a lot (it brings her comfort). Walk › She has a little bit of a slow walk, she often likes to stop and look at everything around her — something that can seem annoying to the people that she is around. Right/Left Handed › Right-Handed. Handwriting › Incredibly childish scrawl. She is embarrassed by it as she thinks that a princess should have better writing than that. ✗ Intellectual Information ✗ Intelligence Level › She is intelligent and has a very analytical mind. During her time in Hydra, she would often be given the task to hack into enemy computers and allow Hydra to monitor them from afar. Educational Background › She was taught by her adoptive father in Hydra, who put a huge influence on teaching her Hydra’s values. She also learned reading, writing, arithmetic and computer coding. Skills › She is incredibly skilled at hacking into computers. She’s also good with numbers and can usually figure out any math problem that comes her way. Ineptities › The modern world can often be confusing to her. Despite the fact that she is skilled with computers, she has no idea about social media or Internet slang. ✗ Known Languages (in order) ✗ First Language › Russian. It was the primary language that she spoke growing up. She has spent a lot of her time believing that she actually /was/ a Russian. Second Language › Norwegian. Her adoptive mother spoke Norwegian and she learned it at home. Norwegian sounds similar to Zarkidian so knowing it helps her to learn her kingdom’s language. Third Language › English. She speaks some English, but it is not her primary language. Fourth Language › Zarkidian. She has begun to learn some Zarkidian phrases. ✗ Vocal Characteristics ✗ Pitch › She is quite soft spoken and rarely raises her voice, except on occasions when she is quite angered, during which time she will usually end up yelling. She often feels quite guilty afterwards. Speech Mannerisms › She tends to stutter and say things like “uh” or “mm” quite a lot. ✗ Mental State ✗ Emotional Trauma (and why) › She is very broken, due to spending her time being locked up and abused by Hydra. She is a skittish, fearful young girl who jumps at every little noise and believes that one day Hydra will come to take her back. She has extremely low self-esteem and does not believe that she is in any fit to rule over the people of Zarkidia. Mental Illnesses/Disorders › She suffers from Anxiety and PTSD. ✗ Apparel ✗ Clothing-Style › She wears lady-like clothes, such as floral dresses. She enjoys bright colors. Accessories › She has a silver and blue tiara that she often wears. She also has a collection of bracelets and jewels from Zarkidia. Most Prized Possession › A locket that her birth mother would have given to her when she turned ten. Her sister Hanna gave it to her when they met, and she has never taken it off since. It is the most important thing that she owns. ✗ Religious Information ✗ Current Faith › Faith of the Southern Lights. An ancient faith from her kingdom. She was raised without any beliefs, but she has found comfort in the faith of her people. Strength of Beliefs › She isn’t overly religious, but she believes all the same. Religious Practices › Zarkidia have many festivals and holidays that they celebrate, including the “Festival of Southern Stars”; their version of Christmas. ✗ Personal Quotes and Motto ✗ Personal Motto › “Kindness is the gentle whisper on the wind that makes the enemy put down his sword.” Reason for this › It was a quote that her adoptive mother taught to her, and something that she tries to live her life by. ✗ Backstory ✗ Princess Synnøvra Heizeden was born in the Kingdom of Zarkidia, an island that is close to and twinned with Norway. Because her mother had been having such a hard time having children after the birth of her first daughter, Crown Princess Hanna, the Queen Eira doted on her newborn baby. Unfortunately, the happiness in the kingdom did not last long. Over in a Hydra base in Russia, Almira Markov gave birth to a daughter. A problem with the birth forced her to be put into a medically induced coma for a week, and she was unable to meet her new baby. When Ermolai Markov looked at his daughter, he was horrified to notice that she was disfigured. Not wanting his child to be “damaged”, he sought to get rid of her. But he could not simply kill the child; Almira had been told that the baby was alive before she was put into the coma. Besides this, Ermolai had wanted a child to pass on his beliefs to. So he needed a child to swap out for his disfigured daughter. Around this time, Hydra were invading the kingdom of Zarkidia. Ermolai went along with them. Hydra broke into the palace. The King and Queen tried to fight them off, but were outnumbered. Zarkidia soon fell to Hydra’s control. While in the palace, Ermolai found the baby Synnøvra. Seeing her beauty and noting that he could pass her off for his own child, he decided to take the infant princess with him. Almira was brought out of the coma and met her daughter. She doted on her new child, never knowing that Ermolai had killed her real child. Ermolai and Almira named their new daughter Alyona. Ermolai began to brainwash his daughter to make her entirely loyal to Hydra. From a young age, she was forced to watch the painful experimentation that her father would perform on other people. At the age of eight, Alyona herself became the main focus of her father’s experimentation. His ultimate goal was to create a weapon who would be not only beautiful but also deadly and entirely subservient to himself and to HYDRA’s cause. He would subject her to countless hours of experiments and torture, punishing her severely if she ever disobeyed. She has spent the majority of her life kept hidden away from the outside world. At times when she was found to be particularly disobedient, her father would keep her locked in dungeons, oftentimes chained to the wall with no interaction for days on end. Almira, however, secretly did not agree with her husband, and would constantly instill in her daughter the values of kindness and generosity - not wanting her to become the monster that Ermolai wished to create. She cared deeply for her and wanted her to grow up to be a good and loving person. Alyona had a close relationship with Almira and had a lot of respect and love for her. At age twelve, Alyona was ordered to shoot a captured enemy of HYDRA at point-blank rage. She stood up against her father and refused his order, quoting something that her mother has always taught her: “Kindness is the gentle whisper of the wind that makes the enemy lay down his sword.” As punishment, she was forced to watch as her mother was brutally murdered in front of her. When she turned her eighteen, Ermolai gave her a version of the Super Soldier serum, one that halted her aging, as he did not want her to grow old and lose her usefulness. A few weeks after her eighteenth birthday, Alyona escaped the Hydra base that she was being kept in. She found herself in Brooklyn. After learning about the Fallen Kingdom of Zarkidia, Alyona noted that the birthmark on her hip exactly resembled the birthmarks that that Zarkidian royal family all had. She discovered that she was the kidnapped second-in-line for the throne. Alyona (now going by her birth name of Synnøvra) wrote a letter to the Crown Princess Hanna, in which she included a black-and-white photograph of herself in the hopes that she would be able to reconcile with her sister. Crown Princess Hanna has made an allegiance with the Avengers and those members of SHIELD that were not corrupted by HYDRA in order to ensure her sister’s protection. ✗ Personality ✗ Synnøvra is a shy, polite young girl who has seen and suffered a lot in her short life and is broken because of this. Due to Almira’s teachings, she tries to show kindness to everyone that she meets, even in the simplest of ways. She will put others before herself and would willingly die for her loved ones if the need arose. Self-preservation isn’t really a word that’s in her vocabulary; she was known to get herself into trouble oftentimes in her attempts to protect or show some kindness to prisoners that HYDRA had captured. She is skilled in the art of combat and actually quite a good fighter, though you wouldn’t know it. She’s doesn’t really like to fight, and tries to avoid it if possible. She always feels very guilty when she harms someone, even if that person might have deserved it. She doesn’t understand a lot about the outside world due to being kept in HYDRA captivity for the majority of her life. There are many things that HYDRA never taught to her, feeling it unnecessary. Søni is highly skilled in computer hacking and knows quite a bit about it. She has a keen eye for numbers and mathematics. Her knowledge of etiquette and how to be a princess currently stands at 0%. In fact, she believes herself to be unworthy of the title and thinks that her people would be better off without someone like her. There is also a slight bitterness to Synnøvra, despite all this. She harbors a severe rage towards Ermolai and towards HYDRA, and that scares her. She tries to not let it consume her as she fears that rage will turn her into the monster her father believed she could be. Her biggest fear is that she truly is the monster that Ermolai has tried to make her become. This is why she tries so hard to be kind to everyone that she meets, perhaps to the point of being overly kind. She has trouble saying no to people when they request something from her. There is nothing and no-one in the world that Søni hates and fears more than herself. If Synnøvra feels threatened or is triggered, one of two things will happen. Firstly, she may regress into a childlike mindset. She will speak in short, broken Russian, suck her thumb and generally act a lot younger than she is. She often hides away in high places, too. Secondly, she may go mute for some time. During this time, she is /incredibly/ selective with who she speaks to. She will often only mutter short words or sentences in Norwegian or in the limited Zarkidian that she has learnt, and only then to people she feels safe around. If she has to communicate, she will do so by writing in a notebook that she carries around with her. (She would often be yelled at for speaking her mind during her time with Hydra, which is the reason that she does not like to speak her mind with other people — she tends to clam up when asked to express her opinion.) ✗ Likes ✗ Rabbits › She has a stuffed bunny called Snowdrop that she carries around with her everywhere. It was given to her by her mother and it is her favorite possession. Poetry › She finds it therapeutic and will often write short poems if she’s in the middle of a bad episode. It helps her to become more grounded. Nature › “I’ve been hidden from the beauty this world has to offer for all of my life. Now I’m never going back to the dark places again.” Synnøvra /loves/ nature. She’s happiest when she’s among flowers or playing in fields of lush grass. If she finds a stream, she’s the first to kick her shoes off and go running into it, not caring about how muddy her feet get or if she gets her dress dirty. She’s also got a habit of jumping in puddles whenever she can. Zarkidian Culture › She loves to learn about the culture of her kingdom, since she has missed out on so much. Kindness › Kindness is her reason for living. She believes that the world would be a much better place if everyone was less selfish and tried to understand each other better. In her notebook, she has a special section at the back where she glues newspaper articles about acts of kindness that people have performed. For example, an article about someone saving a life will often find its way in there. ✗ Dislikes ✗ HYDRA › She is angered by how HYDRA treated her and everyone else who was a victim of them. It gets her temper rising and she will /obliterate/ anyone who believes that Hydra are good people. (And then hate herself afterwards for being “rude”) Dogs › They are loud and their barking often scares her. Selfishness › For the same reason that Synnøvra loves kindness, she abhors selfishness and will not hesitate to stand up against it in any way that she can. If she sees someone being mistreated, she will jump right in and try to protect them, oftentimes not caring about the consequences. ✗ Phobias ✗ Yelling › Yelling terrifies her as it brings back memories of how her father would yell at her before particularly bad punishments. If she’s yelled at, she will often run away and hide in a high place until she feels that it’s safe to come down. Sirens › She tends to flinch if ever she hears a siren as it triggers her. The time she’s spent in the outside world has made that phobia lessen a small bit, but she will still clutch her right wrist tightly and mutter “safe and sound” in Zarkidian if she hears a siren. This has earned her a few weird looks from passersby. Needles › Due to HYDRA experimentation, she’s scared of needles and clams up whenever she’s around them. Herself › Søni is terrified that she truly is a monster because of what she has been forced to do by Hydra. Though she does her best to keep this fear hidden, it is constantly haunting her. ✗ Social Class Information ✗ Social Class › Royalty, she is a princess. Kingdom › The kingdom of Zarkidia; a small island that is close to Norway. Line of Succession › She is the second-in-line for the throne after her sister, Crown Princess Hanna. When Hanna becomes Queen, Søni will become the next-in-line. She’s absolutely not ready for this. ✗ Family Information ✗ Mother › Queen Eira Heizeden. Alive/Deceased › Deceased; she was killed when Hydra invaded Zarkidia Father › King Ansgar Heizeden Alive/Deceased › Deceased; he was killed in the Hydra invasion along with his wife Siblings › Crown Princess Hanna Heizeden. Birth Order › She is Søni’s older sister and the heiress to the Zarkidian throne. Due to the death of her parents, Hanna has taken on the mantle of ruling Zarkidia. She is twenty years old and will become the Queen of Zarkidia once she has reached twenty-five, as is their custom. ✗ Hydra Family Information ✗ Hydra Mother › Almira Markovna. Alive/Deceased › Deceased; she was murdered by Ermolai when Synnøvra turned twelve Hydra Father › Ermolai Markovna. Alive/Deceased › Alive. ✗ Up Close and Personal ✗ Biggest Fears › Herself. She believes that she is a monster and that no matter how kind she is, she will never be able to escape from her past. Reason for this fear › She was forced to torture people during her time in captivity. She would always be told that she was full of evil and that she could never shake off what she did in the past. Does it take a toll on them/how often? › Every day. She constantly struggles with her actions in the past. Sleeping Habits › She doesn’t sleep very often. She has terrible nightmares. Insomniac › Yes. Very much, so. In fact, she often spends her time sitting up in her room staring at the wall and repeating phrases in Zarkidian to calm herself. ✗ Favorite Things ✗ Favorite Food › Strawberries. Ability to Cook › Non-existent. She tried once and burned whatever it was she was trying to make. Favorite Color › Lilac. Favorite Music › Classical, pop and country. She likes listening to Taylor Swift. Favorite Book › The Other Countess by Eve Edwards. Why? › She likes the historical romance, it gives her hope. Favorite Movie › Tangled. Why? › She and Rapunzel have a lot in common. Both princesses stolen from the kingdoms and trapped away from the world. Favorite Animal › Starlings. Why? › They are the native bird of her kingdom, believed to bring hope to the people. ✗ Additional Facts about this Character ✗ • She once adopted a kitten that ended up wandering into a Hydra base that she was staying at. It lasted a week before Ermolai found out and made her kill it. • She cries at Bambi because of his mother dying. • She hates it when people fight and will always try to quell any argument that she hears. • She sings along to “When Will my Life Begin” from Tangled whenever she watches it. She feels a strong connection to that song and to Rapunzel. • She would do anything to help those who are in need. • She knows very little about the outside world due to her time in Hydra captivity ✗ Kingdom of Zarkidia ✗ Location › It is a small island located near to Norway. Sigil › The Starling. Royal Family › It has been ruled by the Heizeden family since ancient times. Language › Zarkidian and Norwegian. Current Ruler › Crown Princess Hanna. She will become Queen upon turning twenty-five. Zarkidia is an island that is close to Norway. It used to be a thriving kingdom that was ruled by an ancient line of the Royal Family. This all changed during the invasion of Hydra, where the King and Queen were assassinated, and the Princess Synnøvra was kidnapped. The kingdom fell, but it is being rebuilt by Crown Princess Hanna.

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