emwrcte

[emwrcte]

✧ · · 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐄'𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 · · ✧

━━━━  WELCOME , WELCOME , ONE AND ALL TO: Stormae's little attempt at giving BACK to the many communities she , as a little fandomless OC , who have accepted her and said OC with open arms !

While it may be my birthday - I plan to give the WINNER a present instead !

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒:

1. MUST follow me and my commission blog @faedcourt ! ⤷ NO TAKSIES / BACKSIES once the party has concluded ! 2. MUST be a part of the roleplay community &. actually plan to interact ! ⤷ this is BIG since the RPC is who I wish to give back to !! 3. ABSOLUTELY MUST reblog to help boost this to others AND like !

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒 : their choice of either a PROMO , A MOBILE BANNER , OR A PINNED BANNER - ALL OF THESE INCLUDE A PSD WITH THEM !!

𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋 ⵑ 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟏𝟎𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 ⵑⵑ

tiny p.s : thank you to all who wished me a happy birthday <3 big kisses !

[emwrcte]

again.

redrew a piece from 2021

[emwrcte]

            𝐎𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍❜𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐓 𝐘𝐄𝐓❟ 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘

            𝐼'𝑉𝐸 𝐴𝐿𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐷𝑌 𝐺𝑂𝑇 𝑌𝑂𝑈𝑅 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑅𝑇

      a canon and original character multi-muse blog ft. CRAZY MITA from "MiSide". dark themes revolving around the horror genre; body horror, psychological horror, extreme violence and self-harm. NOT spoiler free! brought to life by TOASTIE.

      credits to dirtbagdefender & noahsources. personals & non-roleplay blogs dni ❤️

[emwrcte]

Headcanons: Sariya & The Veilguard

In short: She cannot align with them. And the reason is Tevinter. Sariya will not support the Veilguard because they are in support of Minrathous. But at the same time, she isn't their enemy per-say because she isn't willing to engage them at the timeline the game is set. What Rook and the Veilguard are doing is important, and she isn't going to interefere with their mission. Strictly speaking, she's neutral. Kind of.

On a fundamental level, Sariya stands for and with the Elven people. To that end she views Tevinter as a threat, an existential one that needs to be culled because of what it is and what the Imperium has proven itself to be. She views Tevinter itself as something that stands in opposition to the well-being of her people on a systemic and cultural level, and as a consequence she's extremely hostile towards anyone and anything affiliated with it. 

There's a bit of nuance though, such as with 'Krem' as a good example. While yes Krem is Tevinter by blood, he is not aligned with them in any way. In practice he's a Charger more than he is Tevinter, and Sariya can recognize that and treat him with all due respect accordingly. However somebody like Dorian does not get the equal measure of compassion.

She views the idea of a Tevinter 'reform' as too little too late. Reform takes time she is not willing to give. She is not willing to preserve anything of modern Tevinter. Within her lifetime she's nations rise and fall, countries collapse and build themselves up again, all within the span of her forty years of existence. Would a rapid change in approach to Tevinter's laws, culture, and people be a good thing? Yes. Ideal, even. But in this case, it just isn't realistic. The Shadow Dragons are probably the closest she comes to being 'tolerant' of but even then she distrusts and dismisses them on the larger stage. From her perspective they are not a long-standing movement on the edge of ushering in a cultural revolution, but a very recent and fringe movement hiding in the shadows with a relatively small amount of support. And she just isn't willing to take a chance on their success when her people's well-being are on the line. So Dorian's intentions, while admirable, she ultimately views as naive and even privileged. 

She does not have any good options. The ethical thing to do, lending the Shadow Dragons her support, is a gamble and one she might not even live to see bear fruit. The alternative is destruction, working to raze Tevinter to the ground and burn everyone and everything in support of it so that something new can come in the power vacuum. A process like that has collateral damage. But when weighing her options, she'll choose Tevinter collateral damage over her own people's suffering. The current state of the Imperium is one that is directly harmful to the Elven people, and that is something she cannot to exist. And it's worth mentioning that should that power vacuum come to exist, she has every intention of filling it.

So when it comes to the events of Veilguard and the Blighted Minrathous? They're at odds. Because while the Veilguard is of a mind to try and scramble to help their allies recover Sariya is of a far different mind. 

She would, as soon as the threat of the Darkspawn and Gods turns their eyes away from her city, have every intention of sacking the Minrathous. Without hesitation, she would want to march down the walls and use the chaos and destruction to her full advantage and deliver a deathblow. Ultimately she gives her life in the defense of Jasrad, the home of her people, but if she had survived?

She would have had every intention to raze everything to the ground and take zero prisoners. 

[emwrcte]

@paddyfuck

ASSASSIN’S CREED: BLACK FLAG

[emwrcte]

“ You're a bat. None of you trust anyone.”  It's a fact. Something that could be tried, tested, and proven by anyone. Fingers rap across her jaw, arm propping up her elbow as her sight simmered and settled on her. Square one crossed, now she had time to consider other things. “ No motives? Don't be so naive. ” As amusing as that might've been, to leave her guessing, it hardly makes things interesting. The only thing she'd try and do was go on guard, clam up. 

That hardly left any room for experimentation. So instead with a flare of her brow upwards, she emits a low laugh just under her breath. “ I'll let you in on a little secret, 'Batgirl'. ” She draws up suspense like a breath in her lungs, keeping it in a savored moment before the air left her lungs with her words. “ I'm not that complex.” 

It was truth. The last thing she knew she'd expect. But there was nothing to be gained from hiding behind a lie. Not on this occasion, at least. “ I see things I like, and I go after them. Simple as that.” She leans closer, as if to emphasize the indigo shades locked in fixation upon bright blue eyes. “ You're a smart girl. Don't make me spell it out for you, hm? ” 

              ❝ Showing off — ? Wha — ? I don't. . ❞ Another moment, the suit becomes all she can think about. . She wasn't like Bruce, intricate suit design, strong figure — Suddenly it was, 'is this suit hugging me too tightly?' 'Is this outfit provocative??' Stupid things, designed to get her head racing and her thoughts jumbled, and once she noticed this, she let out a breath, trying to reign herself in.

Arms crossed over her chest, with eyes squinting in a glare aimed at the woman. She knew more than her share of information on her, after previous problems, she's read the information given to Bruce, the reports given from Grayson. She knows ENOUGH to know not to trust her. Then again, if she's here, she's got to be planning, there must be a motive she isn't seeing. . So, perhaps keeping an eye on her would be beneficial, get what information she can, figure out what she's up to. . Even if it comes at the cost of being so. . . Desired.

              ❝ I don't trust you, and I think I have ample reason not to. ❞ She scoffed. ❝ Say I humor you. . Dinner, no craziness, no motives, and that's it. ❞ She paused, she really needed to weigh this, make sure she was up for whatever the hell this was going to be. . . A sigh followed. . ❝ Fine. Two hours, after that, I go my way, you go yours. ❞

[emwrcte]

the ice deters . or, rather— it should . the lightning &. frost &. howling gales give a very firm message: none are welcome in the old god's lair . &. yet, &. yet: there is one who stands there . if it is night, the moon does not shine &. if it is day, the sun is kindly blotted out . there is no light save for the frumious flash of electricity, a warning, a promise . yet she remains undeterred . they say that the ways of old rule here, of battle &. blood, &. so she brings an offering to entreat the stormbringer's arrival: a yeti, an alpha among alphas, the largest diana was able to find . or, rather, the corpse of one, wounds long since shut with frozen blood— it is flung over cliff's face, sent careening without a care into the howling abyss below, for what consideration have the old ways for a felled enemy ? — Diana, for Volibear !!

Unprompted | @dawnblazr | Diana

Bones crack upon the crags. A corpse tumbles down that chasm, blood splattering upon glacial walls like paint. Just as the skull splintered upon stone amidst the fall, so too did the sky split. The wind was the roar of the ursine not seen, trembling soil the herald of his claws upon the earth. The path of the charge lead to her, like a beast hounding the scent of blood. Roots tear, soil churned as the feral emanations stampede forwards. Stopping before impact, just before her visage. A growl rumbles like the storm-clouds in the depths of their throat, teeth bared and figure looming.

She did not yield. Not before the Yeti, nor before a predator greater. It is the only reason he does not strike.

Respect. 

“ You have ice in your heart. ”  His voice mimics the thundering baritone of the Fjord's gale-harded winds, as cold as it was constant. He is as approving as he is challenging, each moment a test that sought for any shreds of weakness like a wolf searching for prey. “ A welcome change from a warm-blood. ” 

“ I know your scent. Gods' blood. Why have you come, Útlendingur? ”

[emwrcte]

You only get one night upon the shore so dance like you've never danced before and the dance floor is filling up with blood but oh, lord, you've never been so in love

[emwrcte]

𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐓  𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  .  .  (𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭  𝐨𝐟  𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐬  —  𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬  𝐨𝐟  𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞)         These  prompts  draw  from  the  emotional  depth  and  symbolism  of  the  Page,  Knight,  Queen,  and  King  of  Cups.         Each  prompt  captures  a  moment  where  the  sender  confesses  their  love  to  the  receiver.          →  ∗  ⁽  ¹  ⁾  Find  the  collection  of  tarot-based  scene  starters  here!

⁽  *  ⁾   𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄  𝐎𝐅  𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐒   →  soft  &  gentle

"I’ve  cared  for  you  far  longer  than  I  should  have,  but  I  couldn’t  hold  it  in  anymore.”

“Every  time  I  look  at  you,  it  feels  like  the  world  quiets  down.  And  if  that’s  not  love,  I  don’t  know  what  is.”

“I’ve  held  these  feelings  for  so  long,  afraid  of  what  might  happen  if  I  spoke  them.”

“I  would  do  it  all  for  us.”

“You  deserve  to  be  held  with  love  and  not  such  content.” 

“Please  do  not  treat  our  love  as  a  forbidden  fruit.”

⁽  *  ⁾   𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐒  →  protective  &  reassuring 

“This  is  for  you.  I’ve  crossed  lands,  braved  storms,  and  risked  everything  because  I  love  you.”

“I  have  risked  everything  and  it  was  all  worth  it.” 

“Do  you  think  I  regret  the  way  I  feel?  Because  I  don’t.  I  can’t.  Even  if  this  is  the  last  time  I  can  hold  you  like  this.”

“You  cannot  dare  say  you  are  blind  in  the  way  you  have  bewitched  me.” 

“I’m  not  asking  for  forgiveness.  I’m  simply  telling  you  that  no  one  has  ever  touched  me  like  you  do,  and  no  one  ever  will.  You’ve  bound  my  soul  to  yours,  willingly  or  not.”

“I  killed  for  you  and  I  dare  say  I  would  do  it  again.” 

“Our  love  is  by  our  own  undoing.” 

“Nothing  will  ever  happen  to  you.” 

⁽  *  ⁾   𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐎𝐅  𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐒  →  forbidden  &  passionate

“I  know  we  shouldn’t,  but  I  can’t  keep  pretending  that  I  don’t  want  this.  My  heart  has  been  yours,  even  if  I  had  to  hide  it  away.”

“There  are  things  in  this  world  I’m  willing  to  risk...  and  you  are  the  biggest  of  them.  I’ve  never  been  more  certain  of  anything  in  my  life.”

“Release  me  if  you  truly  do  not  love  me.”

“I  love  you  so  dearly  so”

“I  can’t  hide  it  anymore.  The  fire  I  feel  when  I’m  near  you,  the  longing  in  every  touch—it's  all  too  much,  but  it's  always  been  real.”

“Do  you  think  I  chose  this?  I  didn't.  But  here  I  am,  loving  you  in  the  way  that  feels  like  i'm  on  fire  and  yet,  I  can’t  seem  to  care.”

“I’ve  wanted  you  for  so  long,  even  when  I  knew  I  shouldn’t"

⁽  *  ⁾   𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐎𝐅  𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐒  →  passionate  &  soul  bounding

“My  soul  cannot  be  free  of  you.”

“Look  me  in  the  eyes  and  dare  tell  me  you  don't  love  me  back.”

“I’ve  spent  so  long  fighting  this,  pretending  I  could  live  without  you..”

“My  heart  doesn’t  belong  to  me  anymore.  It  belongs  to  you.”

“You  think  I’m  afraid  of  what’s  between  us,  but  I’m  not.  I’m  terrified  of  what  life  would  be  without  you.  I’ve  never  felt  more  alive,  more  connected,  more  me  than  when  I’m  with  you.”

“Love?  You're  not  the  love  of  my  life.  You  are  my  life.”

[emwrcte]

leans back in my chair. I am sorry to inform chat but the majority of p*ssy on this blog is hazardous to your health 😔

[emwrcte]

“ Well make up your mind. ” Her voice is like a purr, a rumbling emission of stress and attention seeking all wrapped under the guise of affection. “ First you're showing off but now you're moving the goalpost willy nilly. ” 

Alien figure nearly leans over her, opting to simply linger nearby with her chin propped forwards. “ No need to be so jumpy. You know, I don't bite. Not unless you ask. ” The mention of her sister causes a momentary twitch in the corner of her mouth. Envy. She had everything, and didn't even try. Everything except for ambition. She brushes over it, like how one might gloss over a sore wound. 

“ You're stubborn. I like that. How about you keep that suit and let me treat you instead~? It'll be normal, I promise. Dinner. Two hours. I know you're married to your work, Kori's told me all about you. So I'll be quick. ” She offers her most precious resource. Sincerity. An ounce of it, at the very least. 

“ If you don't trust me, trust the fact I know when to not fuck up a good thing when it's right in-front of me. ” 

              ❝ You're. . Doubling down. Wonderful. That's a good sign. ❞ She's not gonna act like she's unfamiliar with this woman, lord knows Bruce has had her memorize so much— Hell, the whole world's knowledge on superabled people is on a computer in their cave.

              ❝ You really are something, if you think I'm just going to throw this suit off for you, you really are insane. Don't you have a sister to annoy ? ❞

[emwrcte]

My guilty pleasure is my Rogue Trader girl and some cool space elf being little rats. They are ready to discuss and judge

Commission by dir (vk)

Second version under the cut:

[emwrcte]

Headcanons: Evelynn, The Agony

The first and most important rule for Evelynn: She does not, and will never, love you.

Evelynn is a demon, the manifestation of agony. She is to the mortal world what a parasite is to a living host. She doesn't care for what she takes from, it's just a source of food. But she's unparalleled in making you think she's redeemable. What she'll do is she'll behave human. She'll make you think of the concept of demons being more three-dimensional, even restrain herself at times to make you feel secure. But what she's doing is using human decency against you, using that tendency to project human features onto things that aren't human as a way of camouflaging herself. What she'll do is string somebody along with hope, making them feel like maybe just maybe there's a shred of humanity you can appeal to.

But you can't. 

To Evelynn, you're nothing. She does not, cannot, love. It's anathema to her. Her cruelty lays in the fact she'll make you think there's a chance that she can change, stringing you along and bleeding you dry of time and energy until there's nothing left. There isn't a length she won't go to, no line she won't cross. Morality doesn't exist for Evelynn, even her name is a mimic meant to lure you in with the promise of something familiar. 

But make no mistake, it's not real. Evelynn uses the fact we as humans crave companionship. She mimics the idea of being a partner like a predator, wearing a womanly face, appearance, like a scent to attract her prey. She uses the fact that people will probably humanize her as a snare. She'll tell people what they want to hear, or tell just enough truth out of context to make her words and promises believable, but what she's really doing is sinking her claws in even deeper.

Eve is not human.

She cannot be trusted.

She is a demon, and does not love you or like you anything close to it. The most she ever does is play with her food.

[emwrcte]

With her, at her, what's the difference really? It's a laugh all the same. Indigo flared irises accompany a fleeting trill, vocalizing a light hum after the fact. 

“ Take it as a compliment, gorgeous. I've got good taste~ ” 

She lathers the words with double-meaning, hinted by the lidding of her eyes and tone which lowers alongside her volume. 

“ Do you take cash or credit? Or maybe some other kind of payment~? ”

She feels eyes on her, so, she's gonna make sure her cape is long enough to cover everything it needs to. Funny, she's never been concerned about this before, has it always been this short ????

              ❝ You look any harder I'll have to CHARGE you. ❞

[emwrcte]

She's straight up looking disrespectfully. Entirely and unashamedly horny on main. Making no attempt to hide any of it.

[emwrcte]

Blackfire selfie sketch

(based on a picture by @dmonaej on Twitter)

[emwrcte]

I'm boutta make a LOT of you happy here in a second.