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668 posts. (669 counting this one) 328 followers. (Thank you, all!) 14 drafts. (I’ll be keeping some of them...) I decided to archive this blog. I don’t have it in my to delete it - because I still have fun going back and reading through threads and asks. Thank you for your participation, be it through asks, rping, likes, reblogs or chats!   I moved onto another blog, and will be starting off fresh. New adventures with a handful of characters that are all dear to me. New plots. New drama. A few old friends.  Be safe, tumblr, and be good to each other. 

- Kizzy

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First of all. There’s only one Clarke for us, and this? This is for you. King Roan felt he needed to clear some things up, thus he sat down with paper and a pen to write a list. He was uneasy at first, felt restless. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed, glaring accusingly at the pen, before he wrote down the headline. “Being engaged to Clarke includes the following.” It didn’t take him long to write down his points, summing up his thoughts. Once he was done, and had time to study his words, he was almost happy with them. Roan realised that the word “engaged” meant nothing. At first it had been a part of a bigger political puzzle; strategies. A soft voice whispered to him from some distant memories; ‘for my people.’ He sighed. Deeply. He’d come to care for her. He wouldn’t admit that he loved her, aside from a very few, very private moments shared between the two of them. It wasn’t a word he gave away easily. You never knew who listened. The world couldn’t know. His mother’s voice whispered too. Her mere presence still lingered in the shadows in Azgeda, her reign had been powerful, menacing. Her ghost was hard to get rid of, but the words were true none the less; ‘Love is weakness.’ Roan studied his list, a wry smile on his lips as vivid memories sprung to mind. About halfway through, he had stopped being general and became more personal. Addressing it specifically to her. Even so, he felt confident that she’d know what he meant. Which moments he had thought of. It needed one last change. He struck out “engaged to” and wrote “with” over. He left the library to leave it on her pillow, hoping that she’d find it later that very night. Being with Clarke includes the following; 1. Disagreeing. Glares. Silent treatments. Tension. 2. Amazing sex. 3. Uncalled for snowball fights. Quite enjoyable getting warm/dry moments after. Prank wars. 4. Discussions. Talks. Someone to share your opinion with. Having someone that listens. Mutual respect. Stubbornness. Honesty. 5. Learning. Equally sharing. Star gazing. Exploring together. Wonders. Adventures. Musings. Science. History. Books. 6. Never a dull moment. 7. Having someone properly take care of your, maybe not so, light scratches. Being grateful for it, but not showing it well. 8. Calling you Wanheda. Because you’ve earned it. It’s a compliment, a praise of your strength. Carry it with pride, as I take pride in having you by my side. 9. Knowing that what you lack in strength, you make up for in wit. 10. Being lucky enough to having found someone that makes the miserable existence that is our Earth enjoyable.

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Roleplayers Character Meeting

Scribe: Jughead Jones Present at the meeting: Kizzy (mun), Dean Winchester, Lucius Malfoy, Prince King Roan, my dad F.P Jones and yours truly. [They’re all, minus the scribe, sat around a ROUND table in a dark room. There’s a bright light overhead. Kizzy has Lucius to her left, then follows Roan, Dean and to her right, F.P Jones. It was an unruly mix. A dark wizard in fine robes and arrogant behaviour. A worn hunter that smelled of gunpowder, beer and car polish. An outcast prince made king who, despite lacking the desire to be one, held natural authority and was calm amongst the shady fellows. An alcoholic biker guy, with a three day beard and hell behind his eyes. They had more in common than they initially thought. Serpents. Darkness. Pasts. Drink. Desires…] [The scribe sat in a corner, just outside the reach of the light, hardly visible. His present only noticed by the clicking of a typewriter.] Kizzy: So I’ve called you all here to… [Lucius leans in and whispers to Kizzy]

Lucius: Why am I even here? And amongst [he sniffs the air and grimaces as if it smells foul] these less sophisticated creatures. Kizzy: [rolls her eyes] Because I called you here for this meeting. Please behave. [She looked at all of them in turn, and eyed the new guy in her mix – my dad – nervously] [Dean breaks the, now uncomfortable, silence.] Dean: Let’s just get on with this. Why are we here? Kizzy: I’ve decided to give you all a multi muse blog. Dean: I’m not one for gay porn. Lucius: …a what now? Roan: [To Lucius] If I didn’t know better, I’d say that’s a disease. But I happen to know a thing or two about this. [To Kizzy] Are you sure you can take that on? Kizzy: I… Dean: No, wait. She’s not taking anything on until we all know what the hell you guys are talking about. Lucius: At least we agree on that much. F.P Jones: What I’d like to know, is what’s in it for me. [The steady typing, that had been like a pulse, stops. F.P Jones looks up from he’s leaned back position on the chair, and sees the outline of his son, who begins typing again. F.P Jones’ lips jerks to to the left, hardly a smirk, before his eyes set on Kizzy once more.] Kizzy: A multi muse blog is a blog, from which I can RP, as all of you people. Under one roof, kind of. [Roan nodded approvingly] Lucius: Outrageous! You can’t possibly expect me to share anything, allow me to be associated with this bunch of misfits! Kizzy: That’s actually a good blog name. [Kizzy writes on a white paper, the ink black; Bunch of Misfits. Dean snatches the pen and the paper, before writing ‘NOT HAPPENING’ under. He pushes the pen and paper back towards the woman, who in turn arches an eyebrow at him.] F.P Jones: I don’t think we have an option. Jughead: [murmurs under his breath, inaudible to the rest] He’s smarter than he looks. F.P Jones: My question still stands. [Roan and Kizzy’s eyes meet, he looks tired – she full of life.] Kizzy: Adventure. F.P Jones:  I’ve done worse for less. [F.P Jones smirks, fully this time. It is meant to be intimidating. Lucius looks utterly unimpressed, and glances down his nose at the biker. Dean thinks about it before he gives a short nod with his head.] Kizzy: So we need to figure out what we’re going to name this blog, unless we want to go with Bunch of Misfits. [They couldn’t see how Jughead grinned for a moment, as he continued typing… Kizzy scribbled down a few suggestions on the paper. There was Latin; Carpe Noctem. There was words such as night, darkness and solitude, which she tried to play off.] Lucius: Carpe Noctem, that one I like. Dean: [with a sigh] Of course you would. [Kizzy tests it on her laptop and finds that it is taken.] Kizzy: Does anyone else know any cool Latin we could use? [She looks at Dean, who shakes his head.] Dean: Not anything that wouldn’t cast out or summon a demon, no. I could call Cas? Get you something cool in Enochian? Lucius: [He arches an eyebrow] Gnoccian? Please. It’s not a food blog. [Dean rolls his eyes at the lack of knowledge of the wizard.] Roan: It’s actually not a bad idea. You might want to get some help. You’re not the best at blog names. Kizzy: I’ve got all four of you and Jughead over there, don’t I? Feel free to pitch in at anytime. Jughead: [strained voice, as he’s focused on typing] Please keep me out of this. Kizzy: What do you all have in common, then? Lucius: Common? With these guys?! That’s absurd! Dean: I’m adorable. [Points at Lucius] He’s snotty and annoyingly blonde. [Points at F.P Jones] He’s drunk. We might have that in common. [Points at Roan] He’s royalty. Lucius: [threateningly] I would mind my tongue, if I’d like to keep it. Kizzy: Easy! Okay, so… Lucius, you’re a dark wizard – don’t protest, you joined Voldemort and yes, I dare speak his name. You’re… extravagant and easily angered. You’re proud. Dean… A hunter. A bit tortured. [Dean chuckles at ‘a bit’] Into good music, cars and chicks. You like burgers and beer, and would like nothing more than for the world to stop getting its sorry as into trouble. Roan… born into a title you don’t want. You’d rather run around in nature and enjoy life’s little perks than dealing with the burdens that is laid upon you. Your just and speak your mind. And you also would like the world to stop getting into trouble, or rather, have the people in it stop making it try to go to shit. [Roan tilts his head to the side, but doesn’t disagree]. Mr. Jones. [she clears her throat] I don’t know you that well, yet. You’re… there’s sides to you… I mean… You’re interesting. And you’re with an MC gang, that’s kind of cool. I know a few things about that scene. Dean: [murmurs] Sons of Anarchy was a shitass series. Kizzy: [continues as if she hadn’t heard him] I think life has been rough on you, and I’m looking forward to finding out more about you and… everything. Jughead: [whispers to himself] Don’t get too excited. Kizzy: So you’re all carrying around some sort of luggage. You’re not really heroes… Well, minus you Dean, but you have your dark spots as well so. Dean: True. Kizzy: How about ‘our story is not a glorious one’ ? [No one protests, Kizzy types it up in tumblr and finds that it’s available. She then texts a friend, to run the name by her. The friend is far better at these things than her, so she trust them to give her good advice. Luckily, she gets a response quickly.] Kizzy: Okay, we can shorten it down to ‘not glorious’. [Kizzy sighs as she finds that, as her friend tested to see if that name was taken, tumblr snatched it and wasn’t planning on giving it to her anytime soon. In frustration she types up riot-crew.] Dean: [with a chuckle] Riot crew? F.P Jones: I like it! Kizzy: I mean, if we find something better, down the line… Lucius: [Rises from his chair] Are we done, here, then? Kizzy: I guess so. Get back to your business. I’m looking forward to spending time with you all again. Some of you for the first time. And thanks to Jughead for taking the time to transcribe this meeting. [Roan takes Kizzy aside. Lucius strides hastily out of the building, disapparating to get back to his mansion. An engine roars to life, and AC/DC is heard blasting through and open window, as Dean travels down the road. F.P Jones eyes his son for a moment, and looks as if he wants to say something. Jughead tries not to pay attention, and eventually his dad gives up and walks away. Most likely to the nearest bar, if not all the way back to the Serpent’s digs.] Roan: I need a word with you, there’s something we need to put out there… Kizzy: Okay, we can do that. [The two of them begin working on a piece.] …and in the end, she’d gathered four different characters. They had few things in common. More than they initially thought. Be it serpents, dark pasts, having made shady choices or forced to be heroes… And they all had her. 

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How cruel would it be if I had him comment on all of these points...?  Opinions? Would that be okay with you, @fandomobssessed​ ? 

Dating King Roan includes:

- “My Queen”

- Him ordering Echo to protect you whenever he wasn’t around

- Him teaching you how to fight and use a sword 

- Admiring those abs! 

- Stitching him up after battles

- Training with Echo to become a better fighter

- Occasionally going into battle with Roan

- Sassily calling him “Your majesty” when you’re mad at him

- Eye rolls

- Being the first person he truly loves with his whole heart

- Bathing together

- Arguing with him when he refuses to let you check his wounds

- But he lets you after a while because you’re too adorable to say no to

- So many kisses

- Advising him on almost everything

- Him grabbing your wrist and pulling you to him just so he can kiss you

- Him getting you to sit on his lap when he’s sitting on the throne

- Being the ultimate power couple

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We’re in this together. 

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There better be some good captions of this going around... 

@kimshum​  Director Ian Samoil, @tasyateles, and @Zach_McGowan goofing around between set-ups. #The100

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@The100writers  The lighting in this scene is spectacular. All the kudos to our DP, Michael Blundell. @tasyateles @Zach_McGowan #The100

@The100writers  Here are @Zach_McGowan and @tasyateles behind the scenes. #The100

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@tasyateles Partners in crime! Miss my days with Zach! That’s it. I’m coming over for a BBQ. Not saying when. Just showing up w/ hotdog buns and a smile

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This seems appropriate; 

Cheers! 

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Trying to be modest…

…but honestly it’s more like; 

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“It’s always something with you, isn’t it?”

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long live the king

Roan sniffed and straightened up a little.  

“As much as I appreciate your sentiment, in our world I don’t imagine it will be that long. Thank you though.” 

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Failed Pirate Audition

@fishandbikes

You asked about one of these gifs, gave me an excuse to post them all - and link to the hilarious video it is from. 

Enjoy! 

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What's your favourite thing about Clarke?

“Not what you’d expect…” Roan said thoughtfully and smirked. 

“My favourite thing about Wanheda is her honesty,” he made a point out of using her earth given name. She had earned it. “- her outspokenness and her bravery.”  Roan listed some of his favourite traits in a woman he admired and respected. 

“Some might be intimidated by it; but I find it intriguing.” 

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Do you sometimes miss your mother?

Roan couldn’t believe that people still wondered about this. He was doing his best to forget about her. To right the wrongs that were forged under the reign of terror she had as leader of Azgeda. But her ghost still loomed over them… 

“No.” 

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Whats the purpose of this half assed death metal look youre going with?

“If you have an issue with how I look, you might take it up with my fashion consultant…” Roan arched an eyebrow. He didn’t know what death metal was, but it sounded cool enough. 

“And there’s no purpose - other than function. To block out cold. To not be constricted when you’re fighting someone… To frighten.” Roan shrugged and sniffed. “What’s the purpose fo the clothes you wear?” 

(Gifs of Roan’s ‘fashion’ under the cut…)

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We know it said not to reblog, but we’re doing it anyway - because according to this; we’re the Villain. 

THE VILLAIN The bad guys. The mad scientists, the cruel executives, the evil witches and wizards, the corrupt politicians, the mortal aspects of pure evil, and, more often than not, the people (or otherwise) that instigate the conflict and the story. You are a very determined individual with a very strict set of rules. Your mind is mostly thinking about how you can reach your goals and conquer your ambitions. You are often described as cunning and intelligent by the few who stick by your side. You like sticking to the shadows and observing, rather than interacting and taking action. Whilst as a character, Roan has a hard time accepting that he’s a bad guy - he can’t outright say he’s a good guy either.  Well. This is interesting. There’s no arguing against it.  I’m not embracing it either.  We’re puzzled.

A quiz that tells you which character trope you fit best! There’s ten different results!

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THE RIVAL

The grim, volatile foe of the protagonist, who, through a series of inexplicable events up to and including attempted murder, gains grudging respect for said hero/heroine (and may even save them) and goes from intolerable to tolerable. You’re very confident and have pep in your step. People who don’t know you describe you as stubborn, but in fact you have a very open-mind. You’re able to see both sides of the situation, but it’s hard for you to admit that you’re wrong. You stick to your vices and never falter, even if your opinion is seen as wrong. For those on your side, they look up to you and value your ideals. You speak with raw pride. You’re straightforward and like to get right to the point during most conversations. You are more fueled by emotion rather than logic. You also love competition, being number one is very important to you.