#hearkenedsouls

[fatherofnarnia]

A King Left Alone

All the prophecies that Caspian had been told by Aslan were fulfilled. The Green Mist swept Narnia and took as many victims as it could. Families, friends were torn apart but the Dawn Treader persevered in faith that, in the end, led to victory.

...And Aslan was with them.

Years went by and seasons turned, but the Green Evil Power did not cease to fight. It found the way again to cause pain. The Green Witch killed the beautiful Lilliandil, kidnapped Rilian and kept him under her spell that the prince was not able to remember who he really was. Just for one hour a day.

...And King Caspian was left alone.

The king's suffering heart called Aslan to come, although he felt that Caspian was broken in faith now. Thereby, he couldn't even appear in his lion form, but flew in as an owl. He descended to the balcony of the castle and landed so softly like touching silk.

"Your majesty, why are you crying?"

@hearkenedsouls / @seafaringkingx-archive

#hearkenedsouls #seafaringkingx #Caspian X #A King Left Alone #Movie Adaptation

[acourtcfmuses]

@hearkenedsouls | continued from here

"It's not lying so much as it is bending the truth. My eyes were closed admittedly, but that does not meant that I was asleep." Rosaline has definitely been asleep and had already coughed discreetly into her sleeve to wipe any offending drool away. "Not safe? How so your Majesty?"

#hearkenedsouls #🎭 [ rosaline capulet ]

[rosefromdeath]

hearkenedsouls:

"It'll be better in a few weeks, when your eyes change," she assured her, with a faint smile. The red was a little disconcerting. "But it's still you, look!" and she tenderly brushed Gabriella's hair over her shoulder as the two vampire women stood next to each other, gazing upon the mirror. "Just a little more sturdy."

Gabriella couldn't move her gaze away from the mirror no matter how hard she tried. The was a familiarity to the woman looking back at her: she looked like her ... but she wasn't her - not with those brilliant crimson gaze staring back at her. Gabriella had known, of course, this was to happen upon being turned into a vampire, though she didn't realize how uneasy seeing herself like this was going to make her feel.

"I know, I just-- ..." Gabriella paused herself to properly choose her words. Already her mind was running impossibly fast than she'd never thought possible. "I didn't realize the red eyes would make me feel so ... different ... look so different." She leaned a little closer into the mirror, pale fingers gingerly brushing under her eyes. Oh, how Gabriella wished they were already golden like her mother's ... "Was this how you felt when you first changed, Mum?"

@hearkenedsouls

#hearkenedsouls #reply #roleplay #para #╭ verse : post breaking dawn ● continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever ╮

[dynastymuses]

@hearkenedsouls

smut dialogue prompts that make me feral "tell me what you want." {{&&edmund&caspian}}

edmund felt his stomach flip ❝what do you mean?❞ he couldn't take his eyes off of the new king. he should keep his a head about a situation like this, but he couldn't. his heart was beating fast.

#slowly getting back into edmund and my narnia muses so please be patient while they suck ahah #&&edmund pevensie:interactions #&&edmund pevensie:gifchats:caspian #hearkenedsouls

[agoldenlily-archive]

Her hands clasped each other as she looked up into his eyes. Was she nervous? She simply couldn't tell but she did know that the feeling eased now that Caspian was here - in spite of the late hour. "Everything's alright." She said with a smile meant for assurance. "I just...I'm leaving in a few days." Just a statement. He probably already knew that and yet she didn't know why it had felt so pressing to tell him that.

cont'd - @hearkenedsouls

#thread #hearkenedsouls

[timeguardians]

Perilous Flight

@hearkenedsouls continued from X

Deftly, Constance picks her way through mire-ladened back allies. The familiarity of which had not been lost with her appointment to the Queen's care. Adrenaline SPIKES through her form, her heart beratting, battering against her ribcages. Then, like a BOLT of white hot lightning, Anne's question draws her to a momentary pause.

"Rochefort," the name brings a SHIVER of dread washing over Constance. "He must have sent the musketeers on an errant mission as far from here as possible and then told the SPANISH just where to find you." Of course, Rochefort likely wanted Constance removed from his path of destruction as well, but she was fiercer than the egotistical man likely wished to give her credit for. Taking lessons from her brothers and then the musketeers had turned her into something of a dark-horse. She would NEVER allow harm to come to her friend.

The answer sits upon her bended tongue- acrid and full of disgust. Her heart churned with turmoil as she eyes her dearest friend. "I think he intends to have you SOLD to our enemies." She grits out in distaste. Once more, the haste returns, as she pulls Anne through a secreted passageway. "Come this way," she instructs. "If we can get to the garrison before Rochefort thinks to check there, we can change you into civilian clothes and --hide out right under his nose. Perhaps, Treville will be there to give us some --- shelter." Right now, Constance doubted he would still be there if his men were sent out. Still, she'd take just about any juvenile soldier-- anyone with a scrape of allegiance to thier King and country. It would be far better to have help defending Anne.

#muse: Constance Bonacieux #hearkenedsouls #forgive me if this is super ooc haven't seen parts of the series in a good while XDDDD

[perceivedpast]

@hearkenedsouls ♥ ( ESME ) liked for a starter

"Mama? I'm hungry." Johanna's little voice had been so softly spoken as she peered into her adoptive mother's study. Her eyes no longer were a brilliant gold, instead they were coral black: a most obvious sign to her growing thirst. "Will you go huntin' with me, please?" She asked sweetly, her voice a little hoarse. No doubt from the burning she felt in her throat: the pain made Johanna raise her hand to rub her neck with a grimace, "I don't wanna go alone."

#hearkenedsouls #closed starter

[caracarnn]

[ HANDS ] : our muses’ hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.) -hearkenedsouls from Anne!

It had been a long while since he had come here and, for some reason, Rand hadn't been able to use his Power to get back home. It filled him with dread but he was eager to find his place here in the meantime, at least until he could find a way to throw up a Gateway back home. But Anne had made it easier, knowing her, having her guide him through this strange world. It was all rather normal here and she carried her royalty with such dignity that he was sure to adopt the control that she exuded when he returned to his own crown. It was a ball tonight, masks were required but Rand had recognized Anne immediately. She had an air of softness, light sadness even and often his heart broke for her. "Might I have this dance?" He asked her, ignoring the jump there in his chest as he held his hand out towards her. Her hand was small in his own, soft, delicate and he had to take down a hard swallow at the feeling. "Unless you've promised it to another?"

@hearkenedsouls - meme

#.answered meme #.asks #hearkenedsouls #ch: anne of austria

[fatherofnarnia]

The Telmarine who saved Narnia

@hearkenedsouls / @seafaringkingx-archive liked this for a starter

The Telmarine Age finally came to the end, and the hope of a new, better future rose like the first star in the night sky. The Narnians repented of their sins, and Aslan - as once promised - returned to them and gave them a new king: Caspian X. (headcanon, you can read more here). King Miraz was dead, and the tribulation of old times was already in the past.

Everyone was enjoying their time in the castle after the coronation ceremony, peace was planted in people's hearts again. One man, however, seemed to be concerned. The Pevensies had left, and the young king was forced to face his duties alone. It would not easy to rebuild a kingdom after an oppression.

"Are you sad because of Susan? Or are you worried about how you will act as king?"

#hearkenedsouls #seafaringkingx #Caspian X #The Telmarine who saved Narnia #Prince Caspian (movie adaptation) #Alright I hope you don't mind I wrote a starter for your Caspian :)

[acourtcfmuses]

@hearkenedsouls | continued from here

He’d dealt with monarchs in the past that just had their own agenda and were cruel about it. Back home his friend Stella’s mother was Queen and one of the most twisted people he knew. Given she had used magic to bind her daughter painfully to the school and had order another friends death. Caspian though, really seemed like he cared for the people he presided over. “Good, don’t fuck it up.” Riven laughed a little.

#hearkenedsouls #🛡 [ riven ]

[honorhearted]

𝟑-𝟓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒: (Don't make me bring up, "I saw Benjamin T.allmadge all done up in blue and gold...")

blue

gold

white 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

sweat/earthy undertones

castile soap

horse

clove or nutmeg p.omade 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍:

M.ilitary uniform -- 1st C.ontinental Light D.ragoons

Simple, practical (many of his garments are threadbare hand-me-downs)

Post-w.ar, Ben has one outfit that he wears to show his newfound station in life. It isn't really him, so much as a reflection of his status. 𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒:

Saber (he constantly fiddles with this)

Quill

His brother's B.ible 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄:

Fidgeting, pacing, nervous gestures (i.e. covering his mouth, raking a hand through his hair, jiggling his leg, etc.)

Straight, perfect posture -- often towers over those he's arguing with.

Expressing anger or shame: shoulders curl inward; his mouth downturns; angry smiles/sneers

Expressing warmth/affection: Gentle hand touches (i.e. s.troking a friend's arm, touching someone's face, guiding via the small of their back); lopsided smiles and sparkling, crinkly eyes; repressed laughter (he tamps down his joy, almost as if he's ashamed of being happy when so many others are not); nudging someone with his elbow; acts of service (i.e. leaving someone a book he thinks they might enjoy).

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒:

w.ar : a.rtillery fire; agonized, frustrated screams; pacing and stiff boots; tending to wounds, both physical and emotional; g.unpowder and the thrill of dodging a d.eadly s.hot; caring for his horse

e.spionage : an open table with maps and strategy; reactive agent; hidden letters and journals; secret codes; the smell and smear of ink against parchment

random : a warm, open fire; a packed schoolhouse; children's gleeful, vibrant laughter; molasses cookies and baked bread (his mother's staple foods); warm sunlight streaming in through the windows of his father's c.hurch; huddling over a desk reading by candlelight tagged by: @luckhissoul ~ Thankee kindly! <3 Twas fun! tagging: @pagetreader (one of your new gals, mayhaps?); @retrograderesemblance (whomever you're feeling! twss); @brooklynislandgirl; @socialseasons (for Frannie!); @smiletimeisrunningout; @unbearablyindifferent @hearkenedsouls (for Anne!); @defectivexfragmented (for Clint!); and anyone else who wants to! <3

#about ben #//i chose a gif for what he can ''easily be identified by'' in the fandom harrharr #we're all very matureTM here

[apurekindness]

Everyone has something to hide.

APUREKINDNESS - main blog of @kingcenred and @hearkenedsouls Kiara Oakly - Druid / Healer / Sorceress / Doctor

Independent, selective roleplay blog for BBC Merlin Druid OC Kiara Oakly. Multiverse and multiship. Mun is 25+ and has returned to roleplay after many years away!

Rules / About / Verses

Name: Kiara Oakly Age: 18-35 Species: Human, Druid, Sorceress Sexuality: Pansexual Occupation: Healer, Doctor

Biography

 Kiara inherited her interest and ability in magic; she was born a Druid, and lived her entire childhood hiding in a Druid settlement deep in the forest near the border between Camelot and Essetir. Both her mother and father were capable of using magic, and they helped to teach Kiara and her brother Robyn how to control her abilities. Similarly to many of the other Druids, Kiara found that she had an affinity for healing spells, and so she spent many years trying to learn and master as many of them as she could - with the intention of using her knowledge to help others. As soon as she was made aware of her abilities, she knew she wished to become a physician.

       However, as Uther’s law decreed that all magical users were evil, the Druids lived in fear. If they were discovered, all of them would be slaughtered - including the children. Occasionally, a couple of the Druids would have to travel into the city of Camelot to collect supplies that they could not get from the forest, and these journeys were highly perilous. It was during one of this brief visits when Kiara’s father was discovered, and subsequently executed. Overcome with grief and guilt, the young woman became full of hatred of all things related to King Uther and Camelot, yet as Druids were peaceful by nature - she took this anger and turned it into passion, studying magic day and night.

       To make matters worse, it was not long after Kiara’s father’s death that a rumour of the Druid settlement reached the King’s ears. Still believing that all magical users were evil, Uther sent out the young Prince Arthur to lead a raid and destroy the small village. This attack was horrendous, and Kiara’s childhood home was filled with the agonized screams as Druid after Druid was cut down and killed. Kiara and her mother only just managed to escape, and both of them sustained considerable injuries, yet managed to travel far enough into the forest that the knights of Camelot did not find them and kill them too. It was during this attack that Kiara last saw her brother, and although she knows it is unlikely that he managed to survive, she can’t help but be optimistic that he is still out there, somewhere.

       Shortly after this attack, once the two women had recovered somewhat, Kiara’s mother encouraged her to travel to Camelot. Although it was dangerous, they had heard rumours that Emrys was finally there, and Ariana was certain that not only was he the only one that could help the remaining Druids now, but he would also be able to protect Kiara. So, although she did not wish to leave her mother, Kiara travelled to Camelot and found Emrys. She now lives with Gaius and Emrys (who she must remember to call Merlin) under the disguise of being the new physician’s apprentice.

#ooc #:about kiara

[agoldenlily-archive]

𝟑-𝟓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒:

red

gold

white

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

roses! Elayne always smells like roses

whatever herbal concoction Nynaeve has given her this time lol

a floral soap. usually rose but she also uses others

𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍:

when she's back in Andor she wears full regalia. Full skirted gowns with slashes of color, square necklines usually although after her travels she's favored somewhat lower cuts (thx ebou dar)

she wears beautiful jewelry. gems of all kinds. she puts gems in her hair, firedrop earrings, sapphire necklaces AND her rose crown once she's queen! before that she wears a silver circlet as Daughter-heir

heeled slippers to match her dresses BUT only in the palace. otherwise she's got good stout shoes on

she wears hooded cloaks with an Andoran lion brooch

last but not least she wears her serpent ring when she's raised to aes sedai (or pretends that she is lol)

like this

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒:

ter'angreal. she keeps these with her not just to enhance her power but also to test considering her Talent.

sweets. lol even though when she's on the road she's not entirely preoccupied with this once she's back in the palace she definitely is all for the good food from the kitchens (until she gets pregnant tsk)

her belt knife. as a girl in this world of shadowspawn and darkfriends she's almost required to carry one.

definitely NOT an object but her Queensguard follow her everywhere. Birgitte would prefer 100+ but they've settled on 40-50

money. she always needs money. whether to spend or to hand out to those who need it.

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄:

She has a very regal bearing. She walks with her shoulders straight and (if mat is to be believed) with her nose in the air lol

she is pretty graceful when she wants to be but usually her chaotic nature kind of really messes that up

she paces a lot when nervous. and she gets nervous over things a lot when she's on her own, that being the only time she actually ever really shows it.

a forced behavior of complete composure. She's come to the point where no one else can tell. the same as her forcing herself to stay awake when she hasn't slept. But there are telling signs if one knows where to look.

when she's alone she's very affectionate with the people she cares about.

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒:

royal : white spires, beautiful palaces, lions, roses, lion banners, mounted soldier, horses, crowds of cheering people, thrones

power : powerful weaves, fire, pushing against limits, discovering new abilities, war, ascending to a throne, the glow of saidar

knowledge: books, curiosity, ter'angreal, traveling, learning new cultures, discovery

tagged by: @luckhissoul tagging: @godresembled @everythingheard @ssolessurvivor @hearkenedsouls @honorhearted @lunarruled @depictedblue

#.about #i just love elayne so much

[timeguardians]

@hearkenedsouls continued from "DON'T MOVE!"

"Why?" he froze, with his hand on the hilt of his sword. Susan was gazing at something behind his shoulder, and her expression did nothing to alleviate his concern. "Susan...tell me what's happening."

The gentle Queen's form BRISTLED, her usually poised shoulders squared. Her alarmed gaze remained on the spiderwebbing mists etching across the stormy skies. It wasn't like any STORM she'd ever seen in Finchley. The hostile tincturing of moss green coloring drew COLD dread up from the deepest fathoms of her gut. It's icy trail continued to draw up her spine, even as Caspian petitioned with her for a response.

The invasive mist grew EVER-CLOSER. Reaching out to envelope the bow of the Dawn Treader and her twinkling lights. Catapulted into motion, she lunges forward to grab his arm, attempting to draw him away from it's STARTLING grip. "D-- Don't you SEE it?" She stammers, the confidence vaporized from her voice.

Whatever it was, specter, wraith or phantom, Susan wanted NO part of it. Of a PAST that continues to dog her every step. "Didn't you see her?" Unblinkingly, she turns. Her eyes seeking out validation that he too had seen the form of Jadis. The White Witch was dead, having tried to MURDER both of her brothers. Icy tendrils of fear maintained a rigid grasp over her barely throbbing heart. Logic persisted to insist that she was DEAD, well and truly rotted away in a grave of her own making. Yet a part of Susan, a less-logical side, still felt ill-at-ease.

"Caspian, do you think I'm going mad?" She questions, trying to rivet herself out of her shock by force. 

#hearkenedsouls #muse: susan pevensie #forgive me I have not watched DT in AGES #can you exchange one queue for another

[hearkenedsouls]

HEARKENEDSOULS - rebooted sideblog of @apurekindness

Independent, semi-selective multimuse sideblog with muses from Narnia, BBC Musketeers, Twilight and BBC Poldark. Multiverse, AU and OC friendly. Mun is 25+ and returning to roleplay after many years away!

Rules / Open Starters

Active Muses

Chronicles of Narnia: Prince / King Caspian Caspian X, is known as one of the greatest leaders of the Narnian Empire; he ensured equality for all races and beings, and established alliances with the neighbouring kingdoms of Archenland and Telmar. He rebuilt the Narnian navy and he is an expert swordsman, marksman and strong swimmer.

BBC Musketeers: Queen Anne Queen Anne, is an Infanta (daughter of the monarch) of Spain and Portugal, Archduchess of Austria by birth and the Queen of France as wife of King Louis XIII. An intelligent and compassionate woman, she is supportive to her husband but does not always agree with his decisions. Anne is an excellent horsewoman and dedicates her life to the service of the country. After the death of her husband, she becomes Queen Regent to France until their son and heir becomes of age.

Twilight: Esme Cullen

BBC Poldark: Dwight Enys

#ooc #about #muses