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writemyaceattorneys · 3 years

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Okay okay, you might've got tired of me already, but in case you didn't, I'm here to throw some more ideas--

Okay so,,, stick with me, but what if s/o's parents found a way to visit Britain somehow to check up on their child? They could be lying in those letters for all they know and the situation's worse than s/o lets on--

(Also honestly it was said before but Sherlock is a lesser evil for sure: of all the unfortunate scenarios, he just secured himself an ally approved by the gov., so he can get away w/whatever bs regardless of what police thinks abt his methods. Barok, on the other hand..)

I feel like s/o would immediately pull their parents away and ask them to not interfere, bc they're already walking a figurative blade of a glass knife.

They'd also prolly refuse being taken to home country, bc even if they wanted to (which is nonsense), I don't feel like either of the guys(but van Zieks in particular, bc he seems like the controlling type-) would approve of them leaving London.

Oo, on another note, what if s/o was invited to a social event or smth? I feel like they wouldn't be ashamed of dressing in their home country's clothing (although they def would take all the other precautions like specific makeup, shoulderpads, etc etc).

It would be a weird situation for both Sherlock and Barok: bc I mean sure Barok can keep them out of a major scandal on a daily basis, but either of them going out w/ s/o in public would look hella sus. And being gae was also punishable by death 😳

Oh! And if we're talking danger-- Just imagine that someone challenged s/o to a duel? And they couldn't refuse, bc public image?? They wouldn't die there obv, but what if they got injured? Like, mb they took a bullet to their shoulder or smth- I wonder how would Sherlock and Barok react if they saw them bleeding severely? Especially their reaction after s/o explained how they got injured in the first place--

Urs, 🪄 anon.

Ps: I might change to 🎭 anon if u can see that emoji? You aren't missing much w/ the mystery box one tho, it's just Miles' disco stick a magic wand.

Pps: I send LOL to Mod Miles, Suzume, 🐸, and all the other anons on here! You're rlly cool!💯

LOL stands for Lots Of Love;)

Ooooooooooooop someone better prepare the yandere duo for the wrath that is parents. I can indeed see the 🎭 emoji so if you want to be 🎭Anon then that's okay with me. I'm absolutely distraught that I can't see the uh- *adjusts collar* magic wand emoji though.

First thing they'd do once they hit English soil is start cussing these two men out in their native language. Not the most polite thing to do in any sort of public space, especially during the late Victorian/Edwardian period but seeing as no one would understand the language I think an exception could be made.

I do think that Barok and Sherlock would want to make a good impression on S/O's parents though. They'd paint themselves as allies to S/O, people who have sworn to keep their secret and even help them to maintain appearances.

Hopefully, S/O's parents see through this BS. But if S/O was desperate to keep them out of it, they'd respect their child's wishes but the minute that they return home they'll start badgering their Government officials to bring their child home.

Sherlock would be LIVING IT UP with his free access pass (courtesy of being associated with Barok) to pretty much every crime scene in the country.

As for S/O going to an event, I think that they'd be a bit nervous but if they particularly wanted to wear their national clothing and they took the correct precautions, I don't think anyone would realise. They'd be more wrapped up in the potential scandal that is whatever is going on between them, Barok van Zieks and Sherlock Holmes.

You are spot on, being gay at this time was absolutely punishable by death, but then again, those with the power to keep themselves out of trouble would definitely do so.

Barok could definitely keep the three of them out of trouble and without proof, there can be no accusation.

I found this website which I think could have some interesting information (specifically, the later 19th Century) so feel free to peruse that if you wish!

Danger you say 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

Poor S/O, duels are not a fun way to go. Although, by this point in time duels had largely fallen out of favour and they were illegal as well so whoever was asking S/O to duel must have really wanted to chance it.

Barok would be furious, he'd track the other party down on the spot to prosecute them. Trust me, he won't be letting this go.

Sherlock would be the one to stay with S/O while Barok sorts this out but once Barok is back, the two of them would "collaborate" in order to make sure that S/O is comfortable and their wound is closed (they couldn't really go to a hospital because then S/O's cover would be blown)

#talking to mod miles #🎭 anon #this took ages to write I'm sorry #yandere dai gyakuten saiban x reader #yandere #yandere dai gyakuten saiban #yandere barok van zieks x reader #yandere sherlock holmes

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heavymetal-and-reflective · 3 years

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OIL OF EVERY PEARL’S UN-INSIDES by SOPHIE.

Official Track by track album review by MacArthur Radio, because I’m a professional

I’d recommend this album to fans of Bjork, Aphex Twin, Kate Bush, Arca, Kim Petras, FKA Twigs, Lady Gaga, Charli XCX, Grimes, PC Music, and experimental, electronic, different music, but also pop music.

This album for real changed my life. Queer folks, especially my femme dolls, I couldn't reccomend this album more, keep reading or just fucking listen to it!

*Alyssa Edwards voice* Mama this is garbage ART. First of all, before we even talk about the music, this album COVER??? She ATE.

This album challenged and literally changed my perception on what I believed music was and could be. SOPHIE's sound is both harsh, industrial, ethereal, emotional, strange, scary, and cute, sometimes all of these at the same time. And also so fucking FEMME and QUEER. You may be like, "How does something sound femme and queer?" Be quiet and go listen to "Immaterial" right now if you don't understand.

(You should actually listen to the album in order tho bc if you do, when you finally get to Immaterial it's so much more powerful and emotional.)

The story that this album takes you through explores many facets of identity, to the perception of ourselves through others and how an image is used in marketing for art and products to make something/someone a "brand" ("Faceshopping"), to triumphant queer anthems about reclaiming one's identity (”Immaterial”).

For gender non-conforming folks and/or trans people, this album hits veryy different. We're here to talk about the music but I can't help but bring up how powerful the existence of this album is and how much of a statement it was for SOPHIE, a trans woman to make.

Previous to this album, SOPHIE had produced for artists like Charli XCX, Madonna, Vince Staples, and more, and had released her compilation album PRODUCT. She was known as SOPHIE, but people had assumed she was a cis man from the few times they got to see her, as she almost never showed herself in any of her art. There was no image attached to SOPHIE really. There was lots of speculation on who the hell was SOPHIE, this enigma?

Then she did this.

She released the song and music video "It's Okay To Cry" a powerful song which we will discuss later about identity, and in the video, she appears like this, and even flashes her boobs, but like, in an artistic way. It was her coming out and saying, "This is who I am." Now, she herself has said she was actually very disappointed with the public’s reaction to this video in her interview with Arte Tracks on YouTube. She said, "It displayed alot of the hangups that people have around needing--requiring an image to be attached with music." It was this kind of belief that I believe is the sole theme of the song "Faceshopping".

While I do agree with her, I also contradict myself by believing this was so important and powerful for many people, including myself. It was the first time she ever sang in a song (because she's a producer rather than a singer), at least with her voice not incredibly altered, and her first time she officialy made an appearance in any of her art or media. Other than Kim Petras, I don't know many trans "pop stars" (as SOPHIE called herself, even though her music is a very twisted avant-garde version of pop most of the time) and in my opinion, this was powerful. So sorry SOPHIE, but you really did eat with this video.

So on to the music, I've heard some complaints about the order of the songs in this album and I👏could👏 not👏disagree👏any👏 stronger👏👏👏👏. It's a fucking wild journey and I love that she put one of the most harshest, scariest, HARD songs I've ever heard after one of the most beautiful, soft, emotional songs I've ever heard (”Ponyboy” right after “It’s Okay To Cry), and then in the middle of the album you're in this trench of both despair and cathartic, beautiful emotion. It feels like these songs in the middle are about introspection and struggling to accept oneself, and then we reach the triumphant “Immaterial,” and finally close with “Whole New World/Pretend World.”

This will be a track by track review so here I go.

"It's Okay To Cry"---This is how you open a motherfucking album. This song feels like an omniscent, matriarchal, big titty goddess hugging you and whispering that everything is gonna be okay. For most of this song, SOPHIE is singing so softly and delicately, with a very detailed, soft, galactic, ethereal instrumental full of textures that are best to listen to with headphones. Then comes the last 30 seconds of the song where another beautiful, triumphant voice joins SOPHIE, exclaiming "It's Okay To Cry!" as synths that sound like lightning strikes burst repeatedly, joined with a majestic piano synth that sounds huge and all consuming. It’s pop utopia, it’s a release, like an ejaculation of tears.

The story telling in this track is very powerful. My personal favourite lyric is "I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but I think your inside is your best side." So simple and so beautiful. Then there’s the second verse, “I remember one time you were lost/I came to find you/And I knocked on your front door/That was you I’d never seen before./And I saw the magazine you were reading/And I read the page/And if I had just one single wish, wish I could have said this: It’s okay to cry.” This is a story of a friend, family member, or lover seeing through the wall you’re putting up, and knowing that something isn’t right. You’re going through a hard time and they want you to know that it’s okay to cry and they want you to be vulnerable with them. But these lyrics can also be to yourself.

"Ponyboy"---So "It's Okay To Cry" ends and then suddenly we get this raunchy, scary, harsh banger that hits us smack in the face, unexpectedly. This song goes HARD, in an almost literal sense, with the instrumental full of industrial "metallic" sounds that give SOPHIE her unique "pots and pans banging together" sound. We have a girly voice singing "Ponyboy💋💋" and then a deep, distorted, monstrous voice singing "PONYBOY💀☠😡🤖🔪" This song is if Aphex Twin produced “S&M” by Rihanna.

45 seconds in this track and we got these lyrics about submission and S&M; "Lock up the door/Put the pony on all fours/Crack down the whip/Make the pony bite the bit./Spit on my face/Put the pony in his place./I am your toy/Just a little ponyboy." After It's Okay To Cry one may ask themselves as they find themselves in the corner shaking from the terror of this song, "Is-is it still okay to cry?" Two tracks in and already SOPHIE has surprised us. What could we expect as we continue?

"Faceshopping"---Like I said before, I believe this song to be about SOPHIE's view that people believe an image has to be attached to music for it to be appealing, and the enitire concept of "branding" oneself when it comes to art and making a product.

This song is similar to Ponyboy sonically, with similar industrial textures and a harsh sound, though I love this track more because where Ponyboy is intense high energy the whole time through, Faceshopping is fucking weird and you don't know what to expect with SOPHIE anymore after listening to this. You have an almost silent instrumental in the beginning, with a voice saying the following lyrics in a bit of a sassy tone, "My face is the front of shop/My face is the real shop front/My shop is the face I front/I'm real when I shop my face."

Then, another deeply distorted, monstrous vocal comes in and the instrumental turns to a cacophony of sounds reminiscent to screeching metal, nails on chalkboard, and pots and pans banging together. But the thing is, it sounds good. It's strange without a doubt, but it's a catchy song that just works. We then get a more "feminine" vocal singing "Na na, na na, na na na nana!" and then the song goes quiet again as we have the voice saying the lyrics similar to the beginning. And just when you expect Sophie to keep this formula throughout the song, out of nowhere, we get a bridge that is one of the most beautiful, majestic, emotional things I've ever heard in my entire life, with the vocals singing the lyrics, "So you must be the one/That I've seen in my dreams,/Come on, touch me/Set my spirit free/Oh, test me/Do you feel what I feel?/Do you see what I see?/Oh, reduce me to nothingness!" to the synth pads and textures in the instrumental. Personally, I believe these lyrics in the bridge to be about the person one may feel they are inside being brought out in their expression. They’re seeing themselves for the first time. It's not gender dysphoria for once, it's gender euphoria almost. Then the song goes back to it's former sound and ends intensely.

"Is It Cold In The Water?"---This is Sophie's most ballad-ish song, with Cecile Believe singing the vocals over an instrumental that starts off sounding like you're hearing it deep under water almost, and as the song progresses you are rising and rising, until you break through and suddenly you're overwhelmed with so much emotion and you can finally breathe. You gasp in the lungfuls of air while you can, and you’re scared, but also you feel free. It's rare that music ever makes me feel like I'm almost spiritually connecting to some type of higher power, or like my soul is being spoken to in such an intimate way, but this is one of those tracks that just does it.

The lyrics: "I'm freezing/I'm burning/I've left my home./Soft ache, me/Earth shaking/I feel alone" and then the chorus is "Is It Cold In The Water?" sung over and over. These lyrics, and all the lyrics in this album really, can be interpreted in so many ways. Personally I interpret it as one taking a step into the unknown, leaving behind all they know and have been conditioned to think and feel, and also exploring the deepest parts of themselves they tried to repress, and how this can be terrifying, like learning to love, embrace, and express yourself for the queer elements of you that you've been taught to hate, for example.

"Infatuation”---is an underrated track that I do not hear enough love for and I don't get it!! Personally, purely based on sound and feeling, this is her most emotional song and just touches a part of my heart like...nothing else really. The vocals in this song's background, especially at the beginning, are like from a pink and slimy, dying alien crying out for it's mother as it bleeds in an ocean of oil, or it's the mother of this alien singing the lullaby to her precious baby as it dies slowly in pain. The instrumental is soft and ethereal in the beginning and then gets more powerful and big as the drums come in, and at the climax of the song, these distorted synths come in that are kinda indescribable. If I had to though, it’s almost like the sound my Gameboy Advanced made when it used to crash. That sounds bad, but it's not, it's actually my favourite part of the song, and suddenly it becomes the main part of the instrumental with the soft and whispering vocals singing "Infatuation/Who are you, deep down?/ I wanna know." These lyrics could obviously be about really liking someone and the desire to know them very deeply (AKA infatuation) but it can also be interpreted to be about exploring one's own identity.

Someone in the youtube comment section of this song wrote "This is what Infatuation sounds like. You are in heaven but suddenly everything starts to burn." Just wanted to share that bc I think it's beautiful. That “burning” part of the song makes me want to cry every time I hear it.

"Not Okay"---This is another underrated track. It's less than 2 minutes and has a very interlude-ish energy, and is one of her strangest songs. It sounds off, uncomfortable, unsettling, faintly terrifying, but also satisfying. To me, this song captures the feelings of unconfortableness within oneself. I feel like if I had to give gender dysphoria a sound, it'd be this song.

"Pretending" ---This is another interlude-ish track, except that it's almost 6 minutes long. This song doesn't really have any vocals, except people have said that if you speed up the song, it sounds like she's saying at the end, "I was just pretending./Pretending/ I was just pretending." I believe this is SOPHIE's artistic way of expressing the feeling of repressing one's self and pretending to be something they’re not. It starts off reserved and low, and then breaks into this ambient, heavenly soundscape that sounds like...well, Heaven. Like you literally see the light and are running towards it and then you see the clouds and pearly gates. The light is blinding, but you don’t look away.

Similarly to Infatuation, you hear this voice towards the end as well that sounds like a pink slimy alien, except this one is not dying; it's being born. It's the pink alien inside you breaking free, hatching from the egg that you and the world put it into, and then...we arrive to Immaterial.

"Immaterial"

THIS FUCKING SONG!!!!!!!

AHEM.

This is gender euphoria. “Not Okay” was gender dysphoria, “Pretending” is the journey of self introspection, growth, and battling internalized feelings of shame, and Immaterial is euphoria. THIS, IS A FUCKING BANGER. I feel like through words I can't do this song justice to how powerful, anthemic, and good it is to me which is dissappointing but I will try.

These lyrics are about extistentialism, identity, queerness, materialism, self introspection, and self actualization. It's about seeing beyond our physical selves, the labels we identify as, the boxes we and society put ourselves into, and realizing that we can be, as she sings, "Anything we want."

The verse lyrics are "You could be me and I could be you/Always the same and never the same/Day by day, life after life./ Without my legs or my hair/Without my genes or my blood/With no name and with no type of story/Where do I live? Tell me, where do I exist?"

And then, the instrumental almost completely fades away to silence, and we get this iconic life changing bridge: "I was just a lonely girl, in the eyes of my inner child/But I could be anything I want/And no matter where I go/You'll always be here in my heart/Here in my heart, here in my heart/ I don't even have to explain, Just leave me alone now!/I can't be held down!/ I can't be held down!!"

These lyrics are almost like an apology to her former self, or a message to her young, sadder self who may have felt out of place in this world for being trans, repressing herself, and not understanding who she was and why she felt that way. She's saying that sad young girl will always be here in her heart , but that now she can't be held down anymore. Also the way she alters the vocals in this song are so fucking crazy, ESPECIALLY at the bridge. So glossy, pink, and maliciously queer. And the instrumental?? Euphoric, electronic, dance BANGER!!!!

When I talk about how powerful pop dance music can be, this is exactly what I’m talking about. When you can write about an experience that is painful, but make it into a beautiful piece of art that makes people feel such a pure, unadulterated joy, and you can make rooms full of people jump to that, that...is power. That is beautiful, and really that’s how I feel about all music in general, but especially pop dance music, because you’re making people happy and making them dance. This song means the world to me. Speaking of worlds...

"Whole New World/Pretend World"---This song is 9 minutes long, and is the song I least listen to by SOPHIE. I do think it's an amazing closer to an album and especially this one, but I never listen to it really so I can't genuinely write too much about it. This song is one of her most insane experimental ones, that kinda combines the ambient, cinematic elements of Pretending with the industrial, harsh, robotic elements of Faceshopping and Ponyboy. It starts off pretty linear and intense, with an instrumental that makes me feel like I'm being chased by a giant robot with a big laser, and then goes completely off the rails into the second part of the song, "Pretend World" which is much more abstract and sounds faintly like an alien-robot hybrid army dying as the bacteria and germs of Earth enter their immune system and they all die slow painful deaths. It's an amazing song, but not really for me. I think it may be because it’s just a bit too long.

This whole post was quite long though! But I love this album with all my heart and really reccomend it to anyone who wants to listen to interesting, different music that still also has an element of pop to it at time, although I would say SOPHIE's album PRODUCT is more pop. If you read this, thank you. I did it more for me because I’m so obsessed with things I just need to channel it into something sometimes, which is what I love about Tumblr.

Fav tracks-It's Okay To Cry, Ponyboy, Faceshopping, Is It Cold In The Water?, Infatuation, Not Okay, Immaterial.

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savagesbonergarage · 3 years

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Nightsister OC pics and backstory ❤️

So I kinda got my Nightsister oc worked out today!

Meet Eilantha!

No makeup and with makeup since I like both. :) I know her outfit is Rey’s, but it turned out to be the one I liked best after going through all of them. This was so much fun to do! I’m on mobile rn so I don’t have a link, but search ‘rinmaru star wars avatar creator’ and it should be the first result.

The nightbrother is also an oc called Sever. He’s more bulky in my head and his tattoos are different and more brown than black, but whatevs. Also he looks more like a teenager here, which is NOT the vibe, lads. Mans is in his late 20's-early 30's. 👍

I know I’m sorta biased and all since she’s mine, but I’m in love with her? I’m not a huge fan of the Nightsisters and their misandry and general terrible-ness, but this girl is the exception. 💕 Learn more about her under the cut if you’d like. :)

She was born in 46BBY, making her around 27 in the final year of the clone wars. From the time she was a youngling it was clear that she had a natural affinity for magicks and spellcasting, which allowed her to participate in more advanced rituals and rites from an early age. This inevitably caused some contention among the sisters in her age group that felt this privilege was wasted on her, and therefore she had few friends during her time within the coven. She didn’t really mind, as she preferred to spend her days on her own anyway, learning as much as she could about whatever she fancied (usually spells that piqued her interest whose texts she discreetly snuck from within the cavern).

When she wasn’t studying, she loved music - writing, playing, and singing. It wasn’t anything like the typical malicious sounds of tribal chanting and drums you’d hear from within the grotto; not that she didn’t appreciate that also as she practiced it well, but her heart leaned toward a softer, more soothing genre of arias and melodies, bordering on lullabies based on her wanderlust, and, though she’d never admit it, her loneliness.

As she reached adulthood, she underwent the trials for her dark baptism as all Sisters did, which consisted of returning from a challenging hunt to add a token from her kill to the Water Of Life, and receiving her ichor tattoos that signified her coming-of-age before being ritualistically bathed in the ominous liquid which sanctioned her as an active member of the Nightsisters.

After this, I have two different routes (or however many, depending on who I’m shipping her with at the moment 😅 bc I ship her with everyone, no lie) that I like to take with her story. The first is expanded upon in the fic by @fallenrepublick here (still my favorite thing!) where she starts sneaking away into the nightbrother village and befriends Savage and Feral before they go through Asajj’s selection trails. This is the nicer, less-traumatic arc.

This next one gets really, really dark. I'm not going to post it all here bc honestly this post doesn't need all that angst, so I'll save that for later. Essentially, I like to think that Eilantha did at one time have a nightbrother of her own (Sever) that she actually loved, rather than treated as a slave. As you can imagine it doesn't end well, but we're not gonna get into that. We'll talk about how they meet. :)

Instead of sneaking away to the village, Eilantha is pressured into conducting her own selection trails by Mother Talzin. She doesn’t inherently have any reason to object, after all, she was taught that this is was simply the way of things. Part of her even looked forward to obtaining a manservant, whose loyalty would belong to her and her alone.

Perhaps he’d be a useful asset when it came to sneaking spelltomes to and from the vaults, and maybe he’d even be the only one staying by her side while she practiced her songs. What if he’d even appreciate them? Not that he’d have much of a choice, but the thought was comforting nonetheless.

From the moment she stepped foot in the village, all she could focus on was the feeling of the uneasy and fearful gazes of the men who undoubtedly knew more of what was to come than she did. She chose her roster at random, unsure of what she should have really been looking for or what she actually wanted from a servant. Even before the fighting, she knew deep down that she didn’t want to inflict any unnecessary harm on them…but why? From what she’d overheard at home, the violence was half the fun.

It wasn’t.

She evaded and blocked every blow with ease, yet avoided retaliating and taking the offensive in any manner that would prove fatal, causing the battle to go on far longer than anticipated to the point where Brother Viscus insisted that she take the next opening for the kill. With reluctance, the blade of her weapon collided with the ribs of the next brother to reveal himself a target. She watched in horror as the light faded from his hateful, reflective eyes, and she was nearly sick. She didn’t want to do it, but it had been done, and it couldn’t be undone. His body thudded against the ground and she screamed.

“Enough!”

The battlefield went silent, and as she came to her senses she attempted to save face.

“I’ll have none of them!”

Before Brother Viscus could interject with any alternative propositions, she was gone. She ran, fleeing as far away across the rocky terrain as she could. She didn’t cry; at least not until she was certain she was alone. She felt so pathetic - Nightbrothers were meant to be disposable, yet she couldn’t handle killing one. Her shame shifted into heartbreak, and she crouched low and wept for the death of the brother she’d just caused, as well as for all those who came before him. All the needless, thankless, mindless deaths of these men whose lives may not have mattered to the Sisters, but they mattered to someone.

As night fell, she trudged along the jagged landscape and thought of what explaination she’d give to Mother Talzin upon returning home. She had run in the opposite direction of where her speeder was stationed at the base of the village, so she had plenty of time to consider on the long journey back. She casually hummed a tune to herself in some meager attempt to self-soothe, which served to distract the shadow that had been trailing her for some time. The sound of a twig snapping in the rocks behind her alerted her to the presence and she confronted him.

"Are you lost?" she asked in a derogatory tone after he revealed himself.

"I'm not."

Of course not, this was his home, after all. She couldn't say the same for herself, however, she pressed him further.

"Then why are you following me? I never asked for an escort."

The amber-skinned nightbrother looked as though he were choosing his words carefully, though if his aim was self-preservation he'd done a terrible job of it.

"I saw you crying."

Eilantha was hit with a pang of embarrassment, though she feigned otherwise as her eyes met the ground.

"Well, you can forget what you saw. Now leave me alone."

She turned away, but the brother remained there in quiet contemplation before he spoke again.

"I've never seen a Sister cry. I've never seen a Sister feel."

Something about those words struck her directly in her heart. The confirmation that she was inherently considered to be a heartless monster in the view of these villagers hurt a little more than anticipated, though she had no right to refute it. No amount of apologies would ever remedy the divide that separated the Nightsisters from the Nightbrothers, regardless of how she felt. She clenched her fist as she turned to face him again.

“I said, leave me alone. Don’t make me-”

She actually choked on her words, unable to say the rest.

Don’t make me put you in your place.

Despite her partial warning, the nightbrother stepped closer. He grabbed the edge of his already tattered tunic and tore a piece of it off, inspecting it for cleanliness before holding it out to her. Eilantha froze, uncertain of what to make of this interaction.

“You aren’t done,” he explained.

She hadn’t realized that her hot tears continued pouring down her cheeks during her retort. She accepted the cloth with some reluctance, her dainty fingers lightly brushing against his as she took it and dabbed it against her wet face. He promptly turned and started walking away, as instructed. This strange...kindness, or rather, strange act of servitude via obligation perturbed the young witch, whose thoughts were now fixated solely on the zabrak male.

“Wait, Brother,” she implored.

He paused, resuming his attention to her after hearing the endearing use of “brother” from a Sister’s lips for the first time. She continued, an unusual softness in her tone.

“What is your name?”

“It’s Sever,” he revealed, “May I ask yours, Sister?”

She repeated his name in her mind, determined never to lose it.

“Eilantha.”

He did the same, only out loud. Gods, it was an enticing sound.

"Will you be returning?"

This was a question she wasn't prepared to receive, and one that she herself didn't fully know the answer to. Her reply was engineered from a concerned sigh.

"I'm not sure. It might be problematic returning to the coven empty-handed. I may come back, I may not. I don't know what the future holds."

Sever pursed his lips slightly.

"If you do find yourself here again, will you..."

He coughed into his fist and centered himself before continuing.

"Will you consider me?"

Her eyes shot up to meet his hopeful gaze, a golden yellow in the night. She had a hunch as to what he was alluding to, but a little clarification was needed.

"Consider you...?"

He swallowed, his countenance displaying concern that perhaps he was stepping too far out-of-bounds this time, but he wanted to know all the same.

"As your mate."

Eilantha clutched the piece of fabric in her hand. This man was offering himself to her. The images of all the nightbrothers staring her down when she first arrived with fear in their faces raced through her mind, revealing the dread the men felt when they were met with her kind, and yet this one was volunteering. She wasn't sure if she should be flattered or angry, as any other Sister likely would be at a savage that dared to seek special permissions. Of course, she wasn't like that.

Imagining him as her mate, however, was certainly...something. She thought of how she would discover just how much of him was tattooed and he would learn the same of her. She could claim him right then and there if she wanted, and he would be obliged to obey. It would solve her worries about returning home if she decided on a servant after all, although, her soul was unsteady. Though she was entitled to any male she desired, she couldn't allow herself to do it. Even though this man was offering, it would weigh on her conscience knowing that even a part of him would only be with her out of fear and obligation, rather than his own free will. This nightbrother wasn't free. None of them were.

"I'll consider it," she replied genuinely.

This news seemed to please him to some extent, a tiny smirk curling at the corner of his lip.

"I'll look forward to the possibility of serving you, Sister Eilantha."

She watched as he turned a final time and disappeared further into the darkness, leaving her alone with her busied mind.

The course was set for the Nightsister temple once she finally got to her speeder, servant-less. She looked over her shoulder to see multiple pairs of glowing golden eyes quizzically prying at her in the darkness, and she smiled before taking off.

It was a long journey home, and the entire trip her mind was occupied with thoughts of the intriguing zabrak male who saw her for what she truly was. She pulled out the tattered cloth from her pocket and pressed it against her chest as the wind rushed all around her before bringing it to her lips and kissing it.

It became her greatest treasure.

That is, until she finally had the real deal in her arms months later when the separation became too much to bear, and they arranged to meet in secret during their first rendezvous of many.

Sever, my treasure.

#Nightsister #nightbrother #star wars ocs #Eilantha x Sever #savage opress #feral opress #dathomir #maul #darth maul #mother talzin #tcw #brother viscus #oc x canon

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soarinfleetfire | we're in this together

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this one's the normal length, haha.

okay, this is choco's request for her ultimate brotp. i love that sweetheart sooo much. although i'm kinda anxious if i did a good job or not, bc i NEVER did spitfire, nor fleetfoot (i love her sm). but yeah, hope i don't disappoint as much as i think i will.

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The younger cousin ran a hand through her fiery locks, vexed, as she spits out an anxious chain of words to herself. Her short orange hair reaching a little above her shoulders was undoubtedly soaked in sweat and a rainfall of anxiety. She brought her palms together over the bridge of her nose, only to feel the drastic heat generated on her skin.

"It's okay, you know?" Fleetfoot put forth, prior to tittering as she sits next to her younger cousin. "We can do this. It's not a big deal!"

"Did you even see that?" The former girl quickly snapped at her, sweat tricking down the side of her forehead, as she continued with an accidental voice crack, "that's an article, Fleetfoot, which probably diminished our careers already! Our reputation — " she groaned, throwing her head back on the headrest of the furniture, scrunching her nose up in despondency, "fuck, I can't."

The latter sighed, prior to glancing at the boy, directing him to come forward. Soarin was sat across the table, brows furrowed as he watched his cousin lose her sanity over the recent fuss. It wouldn't have been much of a deal for him and Fleetfoot but seeing their youngest gal about to break apart was rather a little frustrating for the both, making him want to throw a fit himself.

But he couldn't. He had a damn cousin to comfort, but approaching Spitfire in such a situation was quite a challenge. Either she'd freak out or freak out more. There was absolutely no in between.

"I tried everything, didn't I?" She gritted her teeth, her exhaustion getting the best of her with every passing second. The back of her hand flew up to cover her eyes as she laid her head back, proceeding to blurt out, "all these years, I've tried maintaining the image of the Wonderbolts like a pathetic loser. . . that must be their main point, to shame my ass."

"That freak of a reporter might be right. Heck, all of what he said must be true, fucking word to word," she enunciated, having her older cousins frown at her choice of words, "fuck, I never had a reputation to begin with! Captain of the Wonderbolts, bull. Extraordinary leader, bull."

"The way he said that I was incapable of keeping my teammates on track, even going to the point I harass them with mental pressure and whatnot," her voice cracked for the fifteenth time, as she put her hand down, sitting straight back and eyeing the girl next to her, "you guys must feel that way too. . ."

Fleetfoot's pupils dilated as she attempted to word her opinion prior to shutting her mouth back like a helpless goldfish, being cut off by the girl once again, "I wouldn't be surprised if you guys lied to me all this time. I know you care for me, which is the exact evidence I need to state that you two pity me."

"What? No — "

"Soarin, I know." She spat, snapping her body weight towards his direction to the right, as she eyed him across the table, "they said that the Wonderbolts were a joke, didn't they? That we snuck in fake players all along after watching High Winds fail last game, which again is my fault — I pressured her! He said that the other members keep failing, falling sick and get traumatized because of my incapacity to comfort them as the leader. That I only let my personal favourites get the spotlight. And, that I'm just a lame excuse for a leader."

"I know for a fact that the last statement is the truth, whether he snuck in some shitty lies or not," Spitfire sighed out in frustration, resting her elbows on the surface of her knee, as she proceeded to stare down at the ground, "I really did fail you guys."

"Hey, that's just an article," Soarin came forward to sit next to her, offering a hand next to his cousin's shoulder, "one out of a million that states some crap. You know what the rest of them say? That you're anything but a lame excuse of a captain. You're our pride, buddy."

"Well, that was before. . ." she sputtered, hanging her head further down with her palms scattered across her heated face, streams of tears threatening to course down and drown the strong front she put up, "I got outed. Not just to the public, but to myself. I never knew how terrible of a person I was until he read out his words in front of me during that event. I couldn't hold my head high, knowing that what he said about me being incompetent and ruthless. . . was the damn truth!"

"Hey, that reporter is the incompetent one!" Fleetfoot protested, bringing herself down on her knees in front of the youngest as she stared at her with a smile, "you know you're not what he thinks you are, right? If you don't, then allow me to specify that you, my friend, are the most responsible and deserving leader ever."

"If that doesn't justify," Soarin smiled, leaning in for a side hug, as he proceeded to pat her shoulder, "know that the Wonderbolts love you like nuts. Every one of them."

"Including that jackass — "

"Fleetfoot!"

"You think so?" Spitfire brought her attention to her the older boy, drained of the fury and tension that victimized her for an entire week since that event, "that they don't feel the smart way?"

"Of course not!" Both of her cousins objected in unison.

"We've seen these false articles go by, haven't we?" Soarin articulated, "and this particular one is lame, so no matter how much it wants to defame our team, it can't."

"Simple as that." Fleetfoot smiled, pinching the bridge of her cousin's nose.

"I. . ." she bit her lip, caressing the back of her neck simultaneously, "I'm sorry for raging out."

"No, it's okay," Soarin chuckled, "you have every right to. You were anxious and that's fine."

"Thank you," she sighed, a small lighthearted smile tugging at the corner of her lips. It wasn't really a thing she put much thought to, but they were quite literally everything to her, starting from calming her down to always having her back. They weren't just cousins, but best friends to the end.

Heck, she loved them more than anything.

"Don't mention it," Fleetfoot grinned, nudging her shoulder.

"We're here for you, okay? Always remember that."

"Always."

At the spur of moment, there came an unanticipated growl, startling the three.

Soarin squeezed his eyes shut, an aggravated groan slipping past his lips as he proceeded, "I swear to fucking God, Fleetfoot — "

"That article talk got me hungry, you dumb kid."

"Right NOW?"

"RIGHT. NOW."

"Fucking hell, Fleetfoot, aren't you the oldest — "

"Doesn't mean I can't get hungry and LANGUA— "

They're they go, again.

Spitfire sighed out loud, pushing her head back on the headrest, as she muttered to herself discreetly, "I don't get paid enough for this shit."

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fun fact: i hc spitfire as the oldest, but since this was for choco, i followed hers 💜

#drabble #i only hope choco gives me a pass if i messed up-#soarin skies #fleetfoot #spitfire #mlp #equestria girls #eqg #writing #the wonderbolts #nivia writes

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hi kat, we hope you're having a fabulous day today ! we're a semi-appless, skeleton rp that just underwent a revamp about nine college graduates taking a roadtrip across the u.s. and was just wondering if you could please give us your opinion ? thank you so much in advance!

hi, thank you ! keep in mind that my opinion is simply that…my opinion ! everything i say is meant to be constructive and helpful and if you have any questions about anything, feel free to follow up !

first impressions. i love the graphics and think they’re gorgeous, but they really aren’t “road trip” vibes to me. like, i really get supernatural, apocalyptic, dark, or even biker gang kinda vibes. i feel like a fun, frivolous plot like this doesn’t lend itself to such a dark color scheme with a dark sky background.

plot. just so you know, your main nav link doesn’t link to the plot ! i have to go into your full nav to find it. it’s a super cute concept, and while it’s not new, it’s always loved. i definitely suggest planning out destinations ahead of time and scheduling those plot drops and events because i always see road trip rps die because of lack of planning. i had one that failed bc of that and bc i would wait too long between destinations. so while you’re waiting around for apps, take the time to plot that out for sure.

characters (if applicable). i love a skeleton rp, though often times i wish there was a little more than a label + connections. however, i like that you seem to have put a lot of thought into providing a variety of connections and most of them are friendship-based. i definitely don’t suggest using a fc (i prefer a faceless image) unless you want people to use that fc because i know it can be limiting OR people will choose their character based on the “suggested fc,” which you don’t really want people doing. people will also assume gender based on the “suggested fc,” which is annoying but ppl do it :/ i do wonder why the connard and the mooncalf have three connections where everyone else has two, especially bc the math works out where this isn’t necessary, but i also know this is a revamp, so maybe that’s something carried over? idk. the social media/phone things on the skeletons are super cute and i LOVE the images you’ve chosen.

graphics and theme. honestly it’s super challenging on the eyes, with the black background, dark colors, and bright white text. luckily you have a short plot, but yeah. i also think the pastel-red clashes a lit with the bright red of the nav and the ‘full nav’ font is a different font than the rest of the page, which i think is a coding issue that comes from copy+pasting. what i do fucking LOVE is your skeletons page, the aesthetic, the skeletons, all of the graphics and colors fucking nail that road trip/college student vibe and it’s easy to navigate. however the “return to the main” or “continue to the app” links don’t work for me.

other stuff.

all your posts from pre-revamp are still there (from 8 months ago)...i’m not sure if you really want them there, but personally i suggest going through and mass deleting.

in your rules the rule about ooc drama is under “characters”, which doesn’t seem to fit.

i would suggest putting the app in your main nav instead of the blogroll or the most wanted, since that’s something people will want to find easily

on your fcs page, the links for the “people on this and this” list are broken!

with nine characters, expecting or setting the app date at 15 apps seems lofty...i know the grind for apps in a skeleton rp can be challenging these days :/ i might suggest setting it when you have an app for every character, but that’s definitely up to your discretion.

this type of small, skeleton group is totally up my alley and from the main, you seem like a really thoughtful and dedicated admin ! i wish u the best of luck with this & hope it thrives !

#rpcha #rpc #rph #rpa #rpt #opinion #journeyhqs

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hello my dearest bella 💕 (please go to bed instead of reading this and yes as far as i'm aware shawn mendes is friends with 5sos) okay firstly i'm really glad that your happy playlist is fulfilling its purpose 🙈 also how've you been? did you have a good week? (i hope your math test went well btw) did you drink and eat enough? how are things in general? i feel like i haven't checked in on you properly in too long 🙈

oh and yes very much so i just can't stand illusion at all but like i don't even know why 😅

i'm very sorry you cried but then again crying can be so helpful but anyway i hope things are looking up by now

well for me thursdays are really Not It at all. they're really rough at work bc we have that thing where we talk to every patient and it's a lot so that's just not fun. also destiel. what a topic. can't believe 16 year old me invested so much emotion into that show just to be treated like this now

okay lastly i've listened to a couple of songs from the one line takes you out playlist (mostly some that i already knew and i'll work myself through the rest slowly) and spoiler this changed from me guessing which line is responsible for getting the song onto the playlist to just telling you my fav lines real fucking quick but well maybe those two things overlap we'll see

story of another us i'm thinking maybe "drowning, beside you where i'll be to remind you we're still first in line for the front row of last resorts" or "i got a long term plan with short term fixes and a wasted heart that just eclipses" but simply bc i love those two

the quiet oh damn this one has so many 😅 my own fav is "i'd rather be spitting blood than have this silence fuck me up" but "say anything, anything hurts less than the quiet" is so so relatable to me so it always hits intensely as weell but it is also the chorus and i don't think that counts as one line and i think maybe "now i'm left here in the dust with the taste of broken trust" could be a taking out line but really i think in this song it could be every single line and i'd be like yeah i get it

san francisco so as i said this really is just me telling you my fav lines "drove into infinity, i held you 'til you fell asleep"

special listen that one's a challenge bc it's just. a song full of lines that take me personally out. all of them. even more so than the quiet. however "on your hands and your knees do you feel in charge? crawling back to who you were" & "i just wanna wake up put a smile on my face that isn't made up" absolutely murder me each time. (or possibly "when do i become who i am?", the entire chorus, "am i the one on the thrown or a wannabe?", "where's the time go? here comes a heavy low")

cynic this entire song is an attack. but nothing more than "i miss the days when one was better than the last" (or maybe one of these: "i cried at the rain, but there's no way that I'm depressed", "if i think too hard i'm scared i might lose it", "leave it to life to turn my strengths back into weaknesses")

i'll honestly be so shocked if even one of those is right 😅 please tell me which lines actually take you out yeah? okay love you and really hope you can sleep now -fiancee

ether maybe "check in on my mental state find another skeleton take it out and decorate"

pin the grenade "if you're gonna kill me baby please just do it slow" listen i have no idea why but this line each and every time takes me out but "if you don't love me lie to my face" is so good as well

hello my dearest fiancee!! yes actually i am literally listening to the happy playlist right now as we speak i love that so much for us it’s honestly? SUCH a good playlist. thank you fiancee your contribution is, of course, invaluable

how have i been! what a question. i have actually been strangely good!! this morning i did some cool things for acappella. i did NOT sleep well last night as im sure you saw but i have a mocha frapp and a chocolate croissant here so that should do it !!!! ALSO i am going HOME today.........leaving college until spring.......gonna see my dad in like one hour i am really excited for that :) how are you!!!

i am sorry to hear about the unfortunate thursdays :// i hope they pass quickly for you and also hope that the rest of your week is/was decent enough to make up for it? also yeah, destiel........what the fresh hell lmao literally

oh okay !!! lets see here

story of another us: yeah i mean i think the whole chorus just hits me in the face. but also “memories are pay per view, it costs too much to think of you” is such a???? line????????

the quiet: yeah you got it first try!! i’d rather be spitting blood than have the silence fuck me up??????? what the FUCK????? literally

san francisco: wtf fiancee are you inside my head......are you ME......that’s literally the line i fucking love that lyric so much the image is so nice and the emotion and JUST

special: well. the line that takes ME out is “i just wanna feel good, wanna feel special” like....the desperation!!!!! also the fact that alex sings it!! thinking!! but you’re right, on that song (and frankly every simple creatures song) every single line hits

cynic: yeah it’s “i cried at the rain but there’s no way that i’m depressed” that line puts me in another dimension deadass

ether: honestly, i would have to relisten to this one, but im pretty sure it’s the chorus part. like the “you can gasp for air or take the either; hold your breath for both, you won’t get either” however i also do really like the cross another state line checkin on my mental state line. i’m not even sure why? i just like the. like. i just like it hlkfgjdkslmj

pin the grenade: YEAH it’s if you don’t love me lie to my face. i just fucking love that. it’s such a desperate plea!!! are you detecting a theme here fldkgjfmlkj

#this is so much fun #i slept two hours last night fiancee thats all i can give ya #wait thats a lie #i slept really badly for two hours from roughly 1am-3am #and then i was awake for like. another three hours #and then got two really good hours from 6-8am #so! four hours total #anyway hope you're doing well thank you for the fic meme #fiancee anon #anonymous #ask #answered

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