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🥀 - have they ever felt heartbreak? For Pat!

She cradles her left hand in her right, looking somewhat crestfallen.  

Yeah... um.  Kinda? After Lee left home, I was hurt.  Probably the worst I’ve ever been.  So, not heartbreak the way most people would describe it.  But it’s definitely the word I would use for that.

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LEARN SOMETHING ⛈ - what is the muse like at their worst? 📖 - deadly sin that applies to them the most? 🍁 - favorite season? 🏹 - have they ever committed a murder? 💝 - have they ever been in love, and with who? ⚠️ - the worst deed they’ve done/crime they’ve committed? ⛔ - do they believe in revenge? 💫 - do they believe in fate/propecy/destiny? 🥀 - have they ever felt heartbreak? 🌵 - do they consider themselves dangerous? 🍀 - do they believe in luck? 🌙 - do they believe in magic? ☄️ - what is their biggest regret? 🍷  - do they drink? 🍹 - alcohol tolerance? 🍳  - do they know how to cook? ☀  - night or day?

DO SOMETHING 🙈 - muse is blind for [#] asks. 🙉 - muse can’t hear for [#] asks. 🙊 - muse can’t speak for [#] asks. 💥 - muse feels agonizing pain when they raise their voice for [#] asks. 🐔 - muse is uncontrollably afraid/paranoid for [#] asks. ⚡ - muse has unstable emotions for [#] asks. 🍺 - muse acts like they are when they’re drunk for [#] asks. 🍬 - muse is hyper as fuck for [#] asks. 🎭 - muse can only speak in cryptic phrases for [#] asks. 🎬 - any noise becomes deafening to the muse for [#] asks. 🌋 - the muse is unable to control their anger for [#] asks. 🔦  - muse becomes light-sensitive for [#] asks. 👁‍🗨 - muse feels like they’re being watched for [#] asks. gets worse as it continues. 🚫 - the muse hallucinates their worst fear for [#] asks. gets worse as it continues. ♾️ - the muse is in constant pain for [#] asks. gets worse at it goes along. (bonus if the pain is an old wound/scar.) ⛅ - the muse hides their emotions for [#] asks. emotions come spilling through when m!a ends. ✨ - muse is in a state of hypnosis for [#] asks. go wild.

OTHER ♠️ - the muse’s ‘worse side’ shows for [#] asks. ♥️ - the muse’s ‘better side’ shows for [#] asks. ♦️ - the muse becomes emotionless for [#] asks. ♣️ - the muse feels temporarily free from doubt for [#] asks. ♈ - the muse has an ego boost for [#] asks. ♉ - the muse is unreasonably stubborn/bitter/petty for [#] asks. ♊ - the muse is split into two versions of themself for [#] asks. (emotion/logic, happy/sad, etc.) ♋ - muse becomes overwhelmingly pessimistic for [#] asks. ♌  - muse becomes incredibly fucking arrogant for [#] asks. ♍ - muse is shy as hell for [#] asks. ♎ - muse is obsessed with keeping things ‘stable’ or ‘balanced’ for [#] asks. ♏ - muse is unbearably rude/cruel/violent for [#] asks. ♐ - muse is more ‘pleasant’ than usual for [#] asks. ♑ - muse loses all self-control for [#] asks. ♒ - muse acts incredibly aloof for [#] asks. ♓ - muse is overwhelmed by sadness for [#] asks. ⛎ - wildcard. mun’s zodiac applies to the muse. (ex: i’m a cancer, so if i was sent ophiuchus, muse would get the effects of cancer.)

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Prism Characters - Full List

Patricia Sanders (Pat, Trish, Trisha) - 19 at beginning of series.  Aspiring Pangaean bard.  College student.  Long, red hair, blue eyes.  Full of hope until a certain asshole (Vlad, see below) shows up and by a certain series of events permanently damages her left hand.  After a while she realizes he’s cool (most of the time) but there’s still issues.

Leland Sanders (Lee) - Pat’s older brother (26 y/o).  One of 3 people who call her “Trish/Trisha”.  She would call him an asshole.  She wouldn’t be wrong.  Matching hair and eyes, easy to tell they’re related.  Has a dragon brand on his left arm, a bond to the Golden Crown. In a complicated relationship with Lindsey.

Lindsey Praett (Liz) - Faerie con artist, wanted by a lot of people - not least of all the Golden Crown.  Brunette hair worn in a bob, blue eyes. Because of faerie biology she ages twice as fast as a human, so she’s 14 with the body and mind of a 28-year-old (feel free to ask me about the Seelie! I’d love to talk about my worldbuilding!). In a complicated relationship with Leland.

Eva Renfield-Blake (Eva Blake, Eva Stockton) - Helsing (vampire hunter) bloodline, raised by vampires, mostly Todd.  Married to Ren Blake, mother of triplet boys with a fourth on the way.  25 at beginning of the series, at the University with the intention of becoming a social services equivalent (that bit of worldbuilding is still under construction). Blonde hair worn in a wedge, green eyes, outgoing and headstrong.  Friendly personality.  Pat’s roommate at college.

Ren Blake (Renfield) - Eva’s husband, one of the few Renfields to have actually escaped from Dracula.  (for more Renfield information feel free to ask me, it’s a bit of building I’m really happy with).  Brown hair, brown eyes, quiet demeanor. Stays at home with the triplets while Eva finishes school; plans to be a stay-at-home dad when she’s finished, even though they haven’t quite decided yet.  

Leanne Sterling (Ash, Detective Sterling) - 22-year-old police commander in the New Pangaean Capital.  She’s clever, shrewd, and an excellent actress.  One of the few people who can meet Erik Dracula head-on in a battle of wits.  In “a simple relationship” with Doc.  Hair is somewhere between ash-blonde and mousy brown, long but usually worn in an updo so it’s out of the way; fair complexion; delicate features; grey eyes.  Can and will kick your ass.  You will thank her when she’s done. Best in her field and up for promotion soon, likely to be chosen as Head of New Pangaean Intelligence after completing officer’s training at the University.  Only competition is Luc.

Draeven Rafel Agon (Doc) - draconic veterinarian, laid-back personality.  Loves his job.  Dark hair, dark eyes.  Been friends with Ash since childhood, now in “a simple relationship” with her.

Marcus Benipe - 21-year-old Bouda (like a hyena werewolf, but it’s completely voluntary, transformation is complete, and it can be “cured”) prince with an attitude.  Dark hair, dark complexion, dark eyes.  Excellent warrior, smart but comes off as a class clown. Can’t seem to take anything seriously, least of all himself.  But is extremely loyal and a trusted friend of the Princes, especially Charles.

Lucian Bubioscandia (Luc) - 22-year-old military intelligence officer. Half-Fae. Calm, collected, serious.  A double-agent (triple-agent?) against the Golden Crown.  Very close to Prince Henry. Grey hair, green eyes.  Big grey wings.  Seems compliant most of the time but often out of loyalty to an individual rather than a cause.  Can be stubborn.  Is very smart.  Has done his job so well that he is one of the top choices for Head of New Pangaean Intelligence, his only real competition being Ash.

Heather Titian - Faerie of an influential (and highly criminal) family trying to escape that life, unlike her adopted sister, Abathy.  Fair complexion, hair colored light purple like her natural eye color.  Really just wants a simple life but the way events are going it’s unlikely.  Looks and acts 22-ish but is around 11 (like Lindsey and all faeries she ages twice as fast as humans).

Charles Werner - Second Prince of the New Pangaean Empire, and a complete dork.  Dark brunet hair and hazel eyes.  Is 20 at the beginning of the series but acts younger.  Not exactly leader material, nor does he want to be.  His brother is the heir, not him, he’s just a guy who happens to be a prince.  Second of three people to call Pat “Trish/Trisha”.

Henry Werner - Crown Prince of the New Pangaean Empire, anticipated heir to the throne.  Fair hair, brown eyes.  Is 25 at the beginning of the series but acts older.  Has most good leadership abilities and is very familiar with the cultures under the Empire’s banner and a few outside it.  Well-educated, well-liked.  A good kid really.

Ninko - daughter of Lord Tenko of the Kitsune.  Four-tails, most likely heir of the nine-tails title (feel free to ask about kitsunes, another proud monument of worldbuilding).  Another skilled warrior with proud heritage, but is also a talented healer and fast learner.  Typically kitsune red hair and dark eyes.

Yako - two-tails, one of the few kitsune with black hair.  He’s a bit of a self-made outcast, he prefers his own company or that of the Kappa outside the village to that of other Kitsune.  He doesn’t know much about Southern culture but is more than willing to learn.

Todderick Howards (Todd, Howards, Millennium) - Unseelie who’s put himself into a neutral position, not an easy thing to do but considering he’s one of the oldest vampires alive (second only to the Golden Crowns) there aren’t many who are willing to mess with him.  After the death of his maker, Sarge Garrett, he adopted Eva Stockton.  He looks to be in his 20s - maybe early 30s - with black hair and green eyes.  He’s also very tall, more than six feet.

Vlad Dracula (Drake) - Younger Golden Crown Brother and apparent villain until you get to know him.  He’s the scary one: in your face, fangs bared, apparently a sadistic asshole.  But in reality? He’s a big softie.  He gets easily attached to people.  He admires Ash Sterling and would consider himself friends with Pat (“Trish/Trisha”), though whether that feeling is mutual varies between points in the story.  Also tall, dark hair and dark eyes that, like all Unseelies’, reflect red in the light.  

Erik Dracula - Older Golden Crown Brother, and at first glance, the tame one. Seems introverted, quiet, polite.  But he’s the manipulative one, the brains, the leader.  He lacks empathy.  His only loyalty lies with family: his brother, his wife, and his son.

Abathy Titian-Dracula (Abby) - Faerie changeling (human adopted by the Seelie and imbued with magic), adopted sister to Heather and wife of Erik.  To put it crudely, a crazy bitch. She’s sadistic, strong, and smart, with a few glosses of charm if she needs them. She loves her husband, but the only person she would be willing to sacrifice herself completely for is her young son, Agravein.  Seelie magic and proximity to Unseelie has made her aging a bit weird but biologically she’s in her early 30s.

Agravein Dracula (Aggie) - 1-year-old son of Erik and Abathy, making him half-Unseelie, half-human, with Seelie attributes.  There isn’t much to say about him in Prism as he’s a baby through most of the main series but he’ll be the star player in the sequel series.

That’s it for now! It’s a lot but there are other characters who might be mentioned - they’re either minor or dead.  Depends on the character.  

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“I would kill you for a strawberry right now. Literally.” “And I’d sell your soul to Satan for a blackberry, fuck off.”

Marcus glared at Luc.  “I’d kill you for a strawberry right now.  Literally.” 

“And I’d sell your soul to Satan for a blackberry.” Lucian didn’t even look up from his paperwork, his voice distant and monotone.  “Fuck off.” 

“Why are we doing this, again?” Marcus slammed his folder shut.  They hadn’t eaten all day, and the previous statement was the closest he was willing to come to asking for a break.  That’d be a form of concession, admitting he wasn’t as determined - or hardy - as the half-breed Faerie across the room from him.  “What’s the point?” 

“Strategizing.  It doesn’t hurt to be prepared.” 

“Hm.  And is there any chance we can be just as prepared without as much sitting around reading? There’s a ton of military strategy we could be going over.  Armaments. Scouting.” 

Luc sighed, closed his own folder, and reached for another.  “This is why I’m up for promotion and you’re not, Benipe. We need to know the enemy, understand his tactics.” 

“Oh yeah?” The comment on promotion stung.  “That’s not guaranteed, Luc.  I hear there’s a Silver from LA -” 

“Exactly, a Silver.  Officer of common law. I doubt she’d be able to say much about strategy or foreign affairs.” The short, crisp answers were a sign he’d been riled. Marcus hid a smile behind another folder.  

“I don’t know.  I’ve heard she’s pretty good.” 

“Emperor Anri wouldn’t trust the position of Head of Intelligence to a simple police commander, Benipe.  I doubt I have anything to worry about from Detective - sorry, Commander - Sterling.”

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“Don’t say goodbye. Please.”

I felt cold.  It spread through my chest, it... hurt?  No - no, that isn’t right.  It wasn’t cold, or pain.  It was much worse.  

I felt numb.  

“No,” I whispered, through lips equally numb, as numb legs collapsed beneath me.  I reached out for the grey, spotted fur, then hesitated.  This couldn’t be happening.  This wasn’t right.  

Lucian was at my side.  I didn’t see him come, but he was there.   His intense eyes were examining the bouda’s injuries, his slender fingers running through the matted fur, trying to mark out the depth of the injuries.  Slowly, the fur melted away, and the body morphed.  There was no doubting it was him now.  Heat spread down my numb cheeks, followed by cold, as the tears fell to the earth.  

He groaned, and his dark eyes fluttered open.  He focused on me, and smiled, white teeth in a dark and bloodstained face.  

“Hey sugar.” He chuckled, but it erupted into a cough.  By the time he was done, there was blood on his lips.  

“Don’t strain yourself,” Lucian scolded, his voice sharp with a military edge.  It meant he was worried.  Lucian was almost never worried.  He shed his coat, balled it up, and pressed it against our friend’s side, torn to shreds by teeth and claws.  

I couldn’t speak.  Everything was stuck in my throat except a soft sob. 

“Hey, hey, I know...” he swallowed.  “I know you don’t like me calling that, but there’s no need to cry about it.” 

He was still trying to laugh.  It was a joke, one that might have annoyed me if he wasn’t... 

I couldn’t bring myself to think about what was happening.  I managed a weak smile.  

“Hey, hey, hey, stop that.” It was hard to tell if he was talking about my tears or Lucian’s attempts at stopping the blood flowing from his side.  He tried to put a hand on Luc’s arm, but he didn’t have the strength. 

“Too late for that.  Just... promise me somethin’.” 

We both nodded.  

“You guys’ll...” He coughed, recovered himself, and continued, “You’ll stay until it’s over.  And... don’t try to say goodbye.”

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⭐️

For Pat, because she’s theoretically my main character: 

- she was dominantly right-handed, but after an incident with Drake she lost the use of her right hand and had to relearn pretty much everything with her left. 

-  She starts the series with 0 weapons proficiencies.  At the end it’s slightly better, but not by much - she can use a knife and one (1) kind of handgun.

- She has zero connections to half of the other characters until the final battle. 

- Heavily hinted at being a descendant of a major figure in my lore (who I don’t talk about much) but I refuse to confirm or deny 

- her full name is Patricia Sanders.  She introduces herself as Pat, but there are a few people who are in the habit of calling her Trisha.  

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Put a ⭐ in my inbox and I’ll tell you five random facts about one of my OCs.

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“You’re too sweet for me. You’re gonna give me cavities.” “Good. That’s my evil plan.”

Mr. and Mrs. Blake spent many evenings like this after their triplet sons went to bed.  Her head on his lap, his eyes smiling down at her.  Just enjoying each other’s company in the silence of their home.  

They didn’t need words to express how they felt to each other.  When they’d first met, actually, Ren barely spoke at all.  Eva had always had to coax answers out of him, encourage him to simply smile.  She had tried her hardest to un-train all the Renfield out of her Ren, but in the end, he’d done it himself.  He’d escaped by himself. She thought about that sometimes, when they sat in silence.  She thought about it and couldn’t help but wonder where they’d be if they had never met.  It hurt her heart to think about it.

When thoughts like that crossed her mind, she’d sit up just enough to kiss his cheek, and he’d say something sweet, and cheesy, like, “You’re too sweet, you’re going to give me a cavity.” 

And she’d reply with something even sweeter: “Good, that’s been my evil plan all along.” 

They took turns, if one of their four-year-old boys got out of bed, to walk him back or get him his water.  Or, on bad nights, nights that didn’t need words for each to know the other was dreading sleep and nightmares, she’d sit up, and he’d sit between them, not understanding the quiet but feeling the need for it to remain so.  

Every once in a while, after he was sent back to bed, whichever son had come out first would return with the others, and the five of them would all sit together, either in silence, or the quiet murmur of children’s voices and parents’ soothing replies.  

They were Stockton-Renfields.  

They were Blakes. 

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Taking asks and prompts

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Send me a shade of color for my OC(s) to answer

Red - What makes you angry?

Crimson - Have you ever been in war? If so, describe how it impacted you

Maroon - What are you most passionate about?

Imperial - Are you in any position of power or authority? 

Ruby - Would you consider yourself impulsive or reckless?

Chili - Do you like spicy foods?

Brick - What are some things you dislike?

Rose - Would you consider yourself a romantic person?

Redwood - How tall are you? 

Wine - What is your opinion on alcohol? (and does it exist in your world?) 

Orange - What are some of your comfort foods?

Spice - Do you like to cook? Do you cook often?

Tangerine - What is your favorite fruit?

Peach - Are you generally a more gentle and soft spoken person or a louder and rougher person? 

Squash - Do you live in an agricultural setting?  If so, are you a farmer or something of the sort? What kind of crops do you grow?

Amber - Do you wield any sort of superpower? If so, what is it?  

Honey - Have you ever considered marrying someone? What is your opinion on marriage in general? 

Sandstone - Who in your life has been the most healing for you?

Rust - Have you thought about becoming old? Can you become old? Are you scared of being old? What do you think about elders? 

Pumpkin - What is your favorite part of Autumn? (If that exists in your world)

Jumpsuit - Have you ever been arrested/ in trouble with authority?

Bronze - What is your favorite way to warm up when it’s cold 

Yellow - Are you an optimist or a pessimist? 

Dandelion - Would you consider yourself stubborn? 

Marigold - What types of flowers are in your setting? Do you have a favorite?

Blonde - What is your hair color? do you like it?

Lemon - Are you more of a clean or dirty person?

Safety - What is the most traumatic experience in your life?

Gold - Would you consider yourself more rich or poor, in comparison to the world you live in?

Butterscotch - Is there candy in the world you live in? If so, do you have a favorite one? 

Daffodil - Do you like trying new things? What is something new you’d like to try?

Sunshine - Are you a more active or lazy person? 

Green - Was there ever a time in your life that you went through a period of growth? describe it. 

Juniper - What is the nature like in your setting? 

Shamrock - Do you believe in luck? If so, are you a generally lucky person?

Pine- If camping exists in your wold, have you gone camping? did you like it? do you go often?

Green tea - Does Tea it exist in your world?  If so do you like it, and which kind is your favorite? 

Fern - Would you enjoy running a flower shop? 

Seafoam - Are there bodies of water in your setting? Describe them if you can

Mint - Does Ice cream exist in your world? If so, what is your favorite Ice cream flavor? 

Laurel - Is there a major victory you’ve achieved in your life? if so, what is it? 

Emerald - If you could be immortal, would you want to be? 

Brunswick - Are you a person who is often jealous? what makes you jealous most often? 

Avocado - Are you a health nut or a fan of junkfood? 

Army - Do you have a fighting style? If so, what is it?

Olive - What is your Greek personality type? (sanguine, phlegmatic, choleric, or melancholic)

Blue - Are you a creative person? How do you like to be creative? 

Peacock - Are you a more flashy person, or do you like to blend in?

Sky - What is your favorite time of the day?

Arctic - Do you prefer warm or cool weather? 

Cerulean- What is your favorite way to cool down in hot weather?

Baby (blue) - Would you consider having children? If so, how many?

Periwinkle -  Would you consider yourself to be a good parent? what do you think a good parent should be?

Denim - What is your fashion style?

Navy - have you ever been on a boat/sailing? does it exist in your world? did you enjoy it? 

Ultramarine - What is your favorite aquatic creature? (if they exist) 

Cobalt - Do you live in a world with freedom? Describe your opinion on the subject

Teal - What makes you feel most at peace? 

Turquoise - Are you good at communicating your feelings?   

Lapis - What is your opinion on religion and the afterlife? 

Aegean - Would you consider yourself a wise person? who do you look to for wisdom? 

Purple - Is there magic in your world? if so, describe how it works

Violet - What is your ideal date?

Lilac - How would someone win you over?

Lavender - what is a smell you really like? 

Royal - How do politics work in your world?

Eggplant - What’s the weirdest thing you’ve eaten?

Amethyst- What is your aesthetic?

Mauve - What makes you feel nostalgic? 

Magenta - What is your Zodiac sign? 

Pink - Are you currently in a relationship? if so, who is your partner? 

Watermelon - what are your favorite summer activities?  

Bubblegum - Are you a sassy or sarcastic person? 

Salmon - Do you have any health issues or physical disabilities? 

Blush - Do you have a crush on anyone? If so, who is it?

Cotten candy - Would you say you have a sweet tooth?

Carnation - Are you comfortable with PDA? 

Rouge- Do you have an unpopular opinion? 

Pastel - Do you prefer pastel, bright, neon, or dark colors?

Coral - Do you have a strong moral code? What are some moral things that you feel strongly about?

Fuchsia - Are you a generally playful or goofy person? Who or what makes you feel playful or goofy? 

White - Do you consider yourself a good person? What’s the best thing you’ve ever done for somebody?

Snow - Have you ever seen snow? Do you like it? What do you like to do in the snow? 

Frost - What do you like to wear in cold weather?

Bone - When was the first time you ever witnessed death? How did it impact you?

Cotton - What do you like to wear for pajamas? 

Cream - Do you prefer Tea, Coffee, or Cocoa? (If your world has those things. If not, what sort of hot drinks do you have?)

Coconut - What would be your ideal vacation? 

Pearl - What do you look for in a romantic partner?

Parchment - Do you like to read or write? 

Lace - What would you name your child if you were to have one?

Porcelain - Do you consider yourself a delicate person? Do you fall apart easily? 

Salt - Would you consider yourself a mean person? What is it like to fight with you? 

Ghost- Are you easily scared? What scares you the most? 

Ivory - Do you play any musical instruments? If so, which ones and how well? 

Chiffon - Do you prefer a larger and cleaner environment, or a smaller and cozier one?

Alabaster - What is the most recognizable thing about you? What are people most likely to notice about you when they first meet you?

Egg-nog - Do you celebrate Christmas? If so, what traditions do you have? Which are your favorite?

Ecru - Do you have curly, wavy, or straight hair? 

Beige - What kind of foods do you eat when you’re bored?

Tan - What is your skin color? Do you like it, or do you wish you looked different?

Buttermilk - Do you prefer pancakes or waffles? (if those exist in your world)

Oatmeal - What is your usual breakfast?

Linen - What clothes do you wear to work?

Sugar cookie - What reminds you of your childhood? 

Sand - Have you ever been to a beach? If so, what’s your favorite thing to do at the beach? 

Hazel - What kind of folklore/myths/stories are told in your family/community?

Sepia - Do you have any hobbies? If so, what are they?

Buff - Would you consider yourself to be fit, fat, or skinny?

Latte - Do you like milk in your hot drinks? 

Brown- Where do you call home? 

Mocha - How do you like your coffee? (If you like coffee) 

Cinnamon - Which of the “Cinnamon Roll” memes fits you best? (looks like they could kill but is actually a cinnamon roll, looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you, looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll, looks like they could kill you and could actually kill you, or sinnamon roll)

Tawny - Cats or Dogs? (or any animal for that matter)

Hickory - How smart are you? Would you consider yourself more book smart or street smart?

Leather - How “basass” would you say you are?

Brunette - If you could change your hair color, what would you change it to? 

Gingerbread - What is your favorite holiday? 

Penny - If you could make a substantial living doing anything, what would you do?

Chocolate - Do you like chocolate? If so, what is your favorite way to eat it? 

Chestnut - Have you ever ridden an animal? If so, which one? 

Umber - Who do you call your friend? How many Friends do you have?

Carob - What do you look for in a friend? 

Cedar - How old are you? 

Caramel - How much does sugar affect you? 

Mahogany- What is your moral alignment? (Lawful good, Neutral good, Chaotic good, Lawful neutral, True neutral, Chaotic Neutral, Lawful evil, Neutral evil, Chaotic Evil)   

Peanut - Do you have any allergies? 

Grey/Gray - Introvert, Extrovert, or Ambivert? 

Shadow - What is your biggest regret? 

Silver - What do you imagine the future to be like? 

Graphite - Do you like to draw? If so, do you draw often? What do you like to draw?

Smoke - Have you ever taken any drugs? 

Fog - Was there ever a period in your life when you were confused and lost? how did you get out of it? 

Fossil - Do you have any older relatives other than your parents? If so, how many? Do you like them? 

Slate - If you could erase any memory from your life, would you do it? If so, which memory would you chose? 

Cloud - What do you spend the majority of your time thinking about? 

Ash - Is there something or someone from your past that you miss? 

Iron - Have you ever used a weapon? Do you own one? If so what is it?

Black - What is the darkest thing you’ve ever done? 

Ebony - Describe your family

Onyx - What are your nightmares most often about? 

Obsidian - Do you suffer from any mental disabilities? 

Spider - What irrational fears do you have? 

Charcoal - on a scale of one to ten how would you rate your survival skills? 

Soot - How hard do you work to achieve your goals? 

Midnight - Are you a night or morning person?

Raven - Can you fly? If not, do you ever dream about flying? 

Ink - write your autobiography in one sentence 

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Writing Prompts - Fantasy

“Oh, so, I am the monster? You just straight up murdered a person! Sure, I might change into a wolf, but you need to relax!”

“Can we not try and kill the king today? I am tired.”

“What if, and get this, we do nothing against the queen and her army?”

“Just because we are knights now, doesn’t mean we are nocturnal, that isn’t what it means!”

“I am scholar of these sorts. I just want to let you know, you dead bruh.”

“I may not be the smartest in the bunch, but I know how to knock your teeth out.”

“Maybe the dragon is right, maybe you are just a bitter old person.”

“So, are you like a pirate? Or what?”

“Maybe the prophecy wasn’t clear enough, you gonna die bruh.”

“So you need a crow’s feather, a blue rock, goat cheese and piece of bark from an elm tree before you help us? Well that’s just a little absurd.”

“Just because I am the chosen one doesn’t mean I am above killing you.”

“Ever heard a good night story? Yeah, me neither.” *Knocks person unconscious*

“I am not like other nobles, I’m actually funny.”

“So, you’re saying no? To the queen? Now that’s death.”

“Behold! The new inn!”

“Can’t I murder someone? Come on, they are all so stupid anyway!”

“My sword isn’t sharp enough!”

“This dagger right here? Yeah? You see this? You see this right here? Guess what? I murdered your family with it.”

“And so we set off north tomorrow morning at first light!”

“This isn’t a tavern, this is a cemetery.”

“Can you not read a map properly?”

“Perhaps we should have listened to the orc, those clouds look murderous.”

“I am in fact the royal heir, so either give me my cake or I’ll slice you.”

“So, have you always sucked at sword fighting?”

“Did that skeleton just look at me? Look at that skeleton! It turned its head! Look!”

“Can you brew any faster? I am getting impatient!”

“I should have turned you into ash the first moment I laid my eyes on you.”

“Can’t we just, you know, kill them?”

“Maybe we should rebel against the crown? That would make our day less boring.”

“Ever heard of poison? Guess what? Give it an hour.”

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Red - Eva 

Orange - Doc 

Yellow - Heather 

Green - Lucian on a bad day

Blue - Lucian on a mildly better day / Marcus 

Purple - Pat / Henry 

Brown - Also Marcus 

White - Ash 

Black - Drake 

“The Crayon Song Gets Ruined” but your OCs, go

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“Are you sure you’re not a witch?” “I’m the worst kind of witch ever, the kind that cleans.” (I’m watching Howl’s Moving Castle and falling in love all over again so that’s why you get this.”

Never seen Howl’s Moving Castle so the reference went right over my head, sorry :| But I do have a reply for you so there’s that.  

Sheesh.  This is like the fourth thing I’ve written today that isn’t angst.  And is also super short.  I might have to do something about that. 

All characters and concepts besides the prompt itself belong to @scholarlypidgeot (Raphael Ross).  Please do not steal my work or ideas.  

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“Are you sure you’re not a witch?” I laughed, watching Eva move around the apartment, dusting, sweeping, and now cooking.  She’d been nesting for a few weeks now, and evvery time there was so much as a dish in the sink, she got up and deep cleaned our whole room before making enough food for an army.  

“Maybe, but if I am,” she gestured around with the wooden spoon she’d just been stirring with, “I’m the worst kind ever.  I’m the kind that cleans.” 

“Well, Ms. Witch,” I went to the sink and picked up the soap to start on the pots she’d already finished with.  “You do know you need to rest sometimes, too, right?” 

She laughed.  “I can sleep when I’m dead.” 

“That’s not a very good attitude for either you or the baby.” 

“Funny, Ren always tells me that back at home.” She fell back into silently stirring. 

“How is he, by the way?” 

A shrug.  “He’s doing well.  I miss him, and the boys.  We’ll see each other at Christmas though.” 

“That’s good.” Christmas... I needed to start thinking about that.  Mom and Dad were all the way back in the Southern continent; did I really want to travel that far from school for just a few weeks? Maybe.  And maybe I was hoping on the off-chance... well, I always hoped on that off-chance, every year, that my brother Leland might come home for the holidays.  Maybe he could prove he wasn’t a complete asshole.  But every year I was disappointed.  Still I hoped that maybe, this year might be the year he proved me wrong.  

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“Why are you lying to me?” “Because the truth would break you.”

Thanks for the prompt, sorry about the late answer.  My computer wigged out and the whole snippet went poof.  

All characters and concepts, besides the given prompt, belong to @scholarlypidgeot (Raphael Ross).  Please do not take my ideas without asking me first.  

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I put a little more focus into the fire.  The Crown Prince was shivering again, as was Trish; they didn’t have the luxury of permanent fire inside themselves.  Until a day or two ago I’d call it a curse, but ever since I marred my brand I’d been less negative toward my ability, and since we’d left the castle I’d been outright grateful for it.  

Flames licked at my fingertips as I kept them in the fire.  I was numb to the pain of a burn by now, even if I had made the flame hotter and brighter.  There were some things I wasn’t numb to, however.  Trish’s glare being one of those things.  

“Are you finally telling me what’s going on?” 

I almost wished she was shivering again.  I didn’t want to have this conversation.  I wasn’t ready.  

“I thought you wanted to leave.” 

“Why now?” Her voice was accusatory.  It always was.  “Why the sudden change of heart?” 

I couldn’t tell her.  If I did I knew it would hurt.  The blonde - she’d been Trish’s friend.  I’d heard her talk about her.  I didn’t want Trish to know about what part I played in... in her... 

“Do I always have to have an ulterior motive?” I reply, trying to keep my voice calm.  “Maybe I, oh I don’t know... actually care?” 

She snorted, a sound that felt like a stab.  “Right. Like you’ve ever cared.” 

“You know, you could try being just a little grateful.” My voice was heating up, and the fire, originally soft and orange, starts burning lower, redder, hotter.  “I’ve gotten nothing but a mix of the silent treatment and - and - and this.” I gestured vaguely towards her, trying to incorporate how she was behaving right now. 

“Maybe you could try actually being an adult for once in your life!”  

I pulled my hand out of the fire and shot to my feet.  “Oh, and I’m not doing that now? I’m not trying to look out for my little sister?  I’m not doing this for you?” 

“Damn it, Leland!” Her voice hit a crescendo, hoarse but high.  “Why do you keep lying to me? Mr. Heroic? That’s not you.  You don’t do anything that won’t help save your own skin.  I’ve know that for ten years now.  So why bother lying?” 

My mouth opened, but no sound came out.  Because she was right.  I was hiding things from her.  But it wasn’t to save my skin, didn’t she see that? 

“Because...” words finally started to form, but hey were weaker.  The fire leapt back to its natural state.  “Because...” I lowered my head.  “Because the truth about all this would break you, Trish.  Because I don’t want to hurt you any more than you’ve already been hurt, alright? I’ll... I’ll tell you everything, eventually. But now...”  I gestured to the dark, white waste around us.  “Now’s not the time.  Okay? Now we need to look out for each other more than ever.  I’ll tell you when we’re not running across arctic wastelands hoping against hope for some sign of civilization.” 

I held out my hand, for her to take.  Or not.  “But I promise, when things have calmed down, I’ll tell you everything.  Okay?”

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“Sing me a song, please?”

If this wasn’t from the specifically platonic list I have a dozen pairings I could melt your heart with.  As it stands, I have a lot more I could be working with, but decided to go with Tropey Brothers Moment(TM) (plus a worldbuilding opportunity).  Enjoy!

All characters and concepts aside from the prompt itself belong to Raphael Ross ( @scholarlypidgeot ).  Please do not steal my ideas or claim them to be yours.  

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“Hey, Henry?” 

The Crown Prince groaned and rolled over, toward the ever-increasingly familiar voice of his baby brother.  Charles hadn’t taken as much getting used to as he’d been led to believe by the ambassadors’ children he’d grown up around, but there were still nights - especially since the younger prince learned to walk and talk - where he’d find himself awake long after sunset, facing the little figure in his doorway.  

“Hey Charles.” 

“Can... can I come sleep with you? It’s dark in my room.” 

Henry sighed and moved over on the massive bed.  “You’re always welcome, buddy.  Come on.” 

It took a few minutes for each to adjust to the other’s mass in the bed, and a few more for the room to fall back into still silence, which was itself interrupted by Charles’ voice.  

“Henry, can you sing me a song, please?” 

Henry sighed again, but pulled himself into a sitting position.  He knew a lot of bard songs, old poems that his nurses used to sing to him when he was Charles’ age.  Tonight, though, he felt like trying something different.  He’d just learned a new kind of melody, sort of like whistling but much more controlled.  There were three forms, one specific to the Seelie, another to the kitsunes, and a third to the Birdwhistle sailing tribes.  Henry liked the third best.  

He brought his hands to his lips, and slowly began the soft, haunting melody for his little brother to fall asleep to.

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“Are you crying over him? Seriously? You could do /so/ much better.”

Thanks for the prompt Anon! I feel like I have so many options on what I can do with this one... here’s hoping y’all like what I picked.  

All characters and concepts aside from the prompt itself belong to Raphael Ross ( @scholarlypidgeot ).  Please do not steal my ideas or claim them to be yours.    

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The Bouda chieftain folded his arms, eyes narrowed at the prince - the soon-to be Emperor.  “Are you really crying over him? Seriously? You could do so much better. You have a thousand advisors.  Any of us -” 

“STOP.” Marcus was stunned into silence as Charles slammed his palm against the table.  He heard the prince take several deep, shaky breaths. “Dammit, Marcus.  Can’t you see for one second that it’s not just...” 

It slowly dawned on the dark-skinned man what the Prince was saying.  He’d lost his father, his brother, the woman that (it was no small secret) he’d begun to fall for, and now... now his right-hand Lieutenant had betrayed him.  After so much responsibility falling on his shoulders, the one man he thought he could trust destroyed the last pillar supporting his facade of strength.  Marcus couldn’t say he completely understood, but in that moment of realization, he regretted his comment.  

“Get out.” 

The young Bouda did as he was told, an apology in his throat but never quite making it to his lips.  

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“One does not simply just say ‘no’ to cookies.”

Awesome sauce, thanks for the ask Penni! I’m gonna enjoy this one.  

All characters and concepts belong to Raphael Ross (@scholarlypidgeot).  If you would like to use them please either ask me or tag me.  

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Yako swallowed hard. He didn’t know what he’d done wrong this time - he’d been doing his best ever since he’d joined the human Prince and his company to stay out of trouble, especially after they boarded the Blackbear.  Now, though, he was outside the captain’s quarters, staring at the door, trying to work up the energy to knock.  

Right when he was ready, the door swung open of its own accord.  The tall, dark figure of Lady Birdwhistle (he still hadn’t gotten a clear answer on why she was “Lady” and not “Captain”, but that was the least of his concerns at the moment) glaring down at him. She wasn’t exactly glaring, but her neutral expression was pretty harsh.  It wasn’t hard for her to intimidate the little kitsune.  

“Get in here.” It was an order that he followed the second she moved out of the doorway.  Her cabin was well lit, small but not tiny, and warm.  A curious glance around showed him a table scattered with maps, both digital and physical; a low bed just big enough for the captain herself; a stocked bookshelf; and a second, smaller table, topped with a bottle of wine, a handful of mismatched cups, and a plate of... of what he could only describe as “cookies”, though they looked far different from anything he’d had back at the village.  

She must have seen him starting.  “Well, go on, lad.  Help yourself.” 

Had it been anything else, he would have politely refused, or been too nervous to take her up on the offer.  But these were cookies. One did not simply say “no” to cookies, no matter how strange or different they were.  He took four or five, because even if he didn’t like them, they were cookies and she had offered.  He’d eat at least three no matter how terrible they were. 

“Have a seat, Yako.” 

Feeling somewhat more comfortable about his situation, he obeyed, putting the first cookie into his mouth.  For a moment, he was stunned.  He’d never had anything like it before.  If this is what food was like outside the village... well, maybe an adventure to the South wouldn’t be so bad after all.  

“I’d like to make you an offer.” She sat down across from him, and he tried to stop focusing on the flavor to hear her out.  “I want you on my crew.” 

He almost choked on the cookie.