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[[ So yesterday I re-vamped my blog a little to update my verses and interactions pages, as well as adding a new fandoms page. I also posted a para starter for my following verses: - Main - Modern - Child - Phantom of the Opera - Doctor Who - Supernatural.

Tonight, I aim to continue making gif icons and icons for each of my verses, as well as post chat starters for each verse and para starters for: - Once Upon a Time - Harry Potter

The open starters are for anyone in the verse / fandom unless tagged otherwise. P l e a s e feel free to reply if you have the same verse or have a character from the fandom the verse is set for. Alternatively, if the starter I posted isn't taking your fancy, but you want to roleplay, please do not hesitate to drop me a message! <3 ]]

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The corners of Eponine's lips twitched. He was right, of course - life was hard; she of all people knew that. Without taking her eyes off his, she waved to a member of bar staff to get them more drink. Finally she spoke:

"The stairway to Heaven was an option you gave," her voice was quite slow, with an apparent calmness to it. "What makes you so sure I'd go to Heaven anyway?"

”- life is a pretty hard bitch., we can not have everything what we want.” Winchester replied with a smirk on his lips, hitting the table with his glass.

”- heard that my mug has quite a nice sum on the counter, so I took a chance with you, sweetheart.”

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The Thing in the Woods || Open

Things couldn’t have been going better for Eponine since her big move to America. Sure, people treated her a little differently, and some even gave her a tiny bit of grief for her thick French accent, but she expected that. It didn’t bother her. What she didn’t expect, though, was to land a new job so soon. She’d decided to go to the local pub to celebrate, albeit alone. She decided though, the place was idea for making some well needed friends in the town.

She’d been invited to join a group of people her age (one of them a cute guy that she would love to get to know more) and the group clicked. She began to feel accepted, and she was oh so glad that she had made the decision to move.

After a few hours, and lots of stories and laughter, she headed home. It wasn’t far, and so she (stupidly) declined an offer of a companion to walk with from the cutie. She knew she’d kick herself for that decision in the morning.

The regret didn’t last long though, as something caught her eye in a cluster of trees beside the path. It looked like car headlights, but she knew differently. She’d seen this before, when she was back in France. It was no car, but a pair of bright yellow eyes.

She ran the rest of the way to her apartment, sped up the stairs and slammed the door shut behind her; pressing her back to it as she panted. Then something sprung into her mind from the conversation at the pub.

A name.

Winchester.

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"-What if I choose neither?" Eponine challenged, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow as she took a mouthful of her own drink.

"You have two choices. - Or take advantage of the situation and hunt my ass down, or use stairway to heaven."

”- So, what gate you choose, Monty Hall eh?” The demon took a sip of beer, looking at the mug in front of him with dead eyes and indifference painted on his face.

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Waiting for the Mad Man || Open

Eponine sighed as she sat watching out of the window. Her parents had gone to bed for the night, and so she was finally left alone. As she sat waiting, she remembered; images of the night flashing vividly in her mind. The man taking Cosette. The peculiar blue box outside. She knew that she had been dreaming about the box, but it all seemed so real to her that night. Somehow she knew that it was more than just a dream.

Yes, she knew that the man in her dreams was as real as the cold walls surrounding her. She knew that he was out there somewhere, and that he would come for her, in his strange blue box, and rescue her too. As she gazed out of the window, she wondered who he could be; a policeman? A barber? A lawyer?

Something screamed “no” in the back of her mind. No – this man was a doctor.

The Doctor.

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Phantom Faces in the Stalls || Open

Eponine started up the music; a soft piece, full of longing and mourning. She slowly rose to the points of her toes, and made her way across the empty stage; spinning and leaping in time with the beautiful notes that sent echoes around the empty Opera House. 

She had to be perfect in the upcoming opera, there was no question about it. This opera was her time to shine and show the world what she can do. That she was born to dance. 

Completely lost in the music and the intricate steps of the dance, she almost didn’t see the figure in the sea of seats. She stopped suddenly as the tempo of the music picked up pace. 

It was him. She knew it.

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Coursework and Coffee Cups || Open

After a long hard day at work in the tearoom, Eponine flopped down on the sofa, glad to be back in her apartment. Sure, it was small and not much, but it was comfort and safety. It was home. Leaving her parent’s inn and attending university was the best decision Eponine had ever made. She finally had friends and security and happiness.

With a contented smile, Eponine rose to her feet and padded into her kitchen, flicking on the kettle, before retrieving her laptop from her bedroom. She was itching to finish the novel she was working on, and was only a couple of chapters away from doing so. She suddenly caught sight of her bulky coursework folder and was reminded of the work that she had yet to do.

She sighed, heaving it into her arms when the buzzer to her apartment rang. She picked up the receiver and her smile returned to her face.

“Bonjour, mon ami! Come on up!”

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Dolls and Daydreams || Open

Eponine sat alone in a quiet corner of the inn, playing with the doll she and Azelma shared. It was her pride and joy; beautiful golden locks and a rich purple dress and bonnet. She made up that the doll was a princess, and had servants and maids to fetch her water and cook her broth. The doll lived a life that Eponine dreamt about; one so different from the life she lived.

Her smile faded as her mother stormed up to her, snatching the beloved doll from her arms. Eponine knew well enough not to cry in front of the Thenardiers, and instead simply rose to her feet, looking down at them.

“Your father wants you to work now girl,” her mother barked at her young daughter. “Go outside and get some money.”

Without a word, Eponine walked out into the cold streets; her tattered shawl offering very little protection from the wind. 

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Girl of the Shadows || Open

Yet again, Eponine was dragged into her parent’s schemes. She tried to disguise herself as best as she could, and took to the streets. She wanted to run, to deny her father of what he wanted from her, to tell her parents that she wasn’t going to beg for them anymore. The bruises and cuts on her body seemed to sting at the thought; serving as a reminder of what would happen to her if she didn’t do as she was told.

She chewed on her bottom lip, trying not to cry as she sat in the shadows of the street; her head bowed in shame. Many people passed her in total ignorance, ignoring her as if she was merely a shadow herself. One man threw some money by her feet. She thanked him then grabbed the coins and studied them in her palm. Two sous. She shuddered at the memory of what her father did to her the last time she came home with that amount.

She let out a deep sigh, before she spotted a pair of shoes; extremely shiny shoes. Shoes that looked like they belonged to a man of wealth. She swallowed hard, knowing what she had to do, and she slowly rose to her feet, sticking close to the shadows as she followed him.

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An Independent Eponine Thenardier Roleplay Blog

Willing to roleplay in any format: para, multi-para, chat, asks etc

Willing to roleplay in any media: gifs, icons, gif icons etc

Mun has about six years of roleplaying experience with different characters, about three of those on tumblr. Have played Eponine before for about nine months.

Muse is 17 in Main Verse and Mun is 19. Mun is willing to roleplay smut with those who are 18+ with muses who are 16+ (Mun is from the UK and 16 is the legal age. However, I prefer it if the Mun is 18+ for personal reasons).

Multi-ship. OTP is Eponine/Chemistry.

Multi-verse.

Multi-fandom.

M!A / AU / Ask friendly.

Semi-selective when I have little / no muse at the time. Otherwise, I deal with replies in the order I get them.

Will only roleplay with OCs if there is enough information on their blog.

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[[ So I have finally finished with my blog! I've updated my verses page and interactions page, and I have also added a fandoms page!  I'm now working on writing a para starter for each of my verses if anyone's interested. Also, as always, iff anyone wants to plot something specific, please don't hesitate to drop by my ask! :) ]]

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[[ I am currently re -constructing my blog at the moment! I have a few starters written, and will put them up when I write the rest. I can't wait to get back in the swing of roleplaying again! :D  If you want to plot something, just lemme know! :) ]]

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[[ Hey guys, So, I know it's been a while since I was on here last and I'm really sorry for that. Lately, my mind, mood and health have been all over the place, and, as I'm sure you'll all understand, my personal life had to come first. I am pleased to say, though, that I am picking myself up now and am on the road to recovery.  I have missed you all, and can't wait to get back into roleplaying. I have decided not to completely wipe everything that has been posted on this blog, but to have a clean start with threads instead. Therefore, I'm to those I owed, but I have deleted everything in my drafts. There are a few things I would like to and need to do to this blog before I begin to roleplay again, but if you want to plot with me, go ahead and ask. I also aim to have a few starters up tonight, too. My apologies again...]]

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[[ Bonjour mon amis. I'm sorry that I haven't been on here in a while, but family and health problems sprang up suddenly like little demons. They're all sorted now though *knocks on wood* and so I'll be back and roleplaying tomorrow! I'll reply to any threads I had going before, as well as posting any greeters and I'm hoping to get a few starters up too! :) If anyone specifically wants a starter or wants to plot something, please just jump right in my inbox! :)

I live and have missed you all! <3 ]]

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Eponine's smile widened at the gentle touch and compliment; she liked this man - she felt safe with him already. She dreaded what her father would do when he finds out that she stayed with him instead of getting money, but she was happy. It was so rare that she felt like this, so she tried desperately to put the monster out of her mind as she walked with this angel.

"What type of cake are we going to get, Monsieur?" She asked, her voice light and slightly carefree. As they walked, she wondered if this was how Cosette had felt when her angel took her away from the inn.

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Eponine flinched a little at his touch, but relaxed again as he continued to speak. 

"As long as you're sure," the girl gave a small nod as a smile crawled across her lips. She still couldn't believe that someone could be so kind to someone like her - the scum of the streets. Because of her father, she caused nothing but trouble.

And yet, her she was, being offered somewhere to stay with warmth and food and drink. Could he be an angel like the man who took Cosette?

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