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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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I’m terrible at this. But I’m always up for trying.
Reblog if you RP on Discord and it's okay for people to PM you for a plot.
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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DAILY WRITING CHALLENGE 2024 IS BACK!
YOU DO NOT HAVE TO USE THE ACTUAL WORD FOR THIS CHALLENGE, YOU MAY SIMPLY BASE YOUR STORY AROUND ONE OF THESE IDEAS!
Choose one or both words/IDEAS and write a story, drabble, poem, or anything else once a day, every day, for a week!
Tag @daily-writing-challenge so we can reblog your stories.
Write the number day/challenge somewhere on your story.
LIST CONTENT WARNINGS VISIBLY ABOVE STORY! (Use a ‘read more’ line if content gets too graphic.)
Tags that will be used: #februarydwc2024,  #februarydayX2024 (X=whatever number day you’re writing for), #yourtumblrurl
There will be no optional challenges for the weekly DWC’s, but please feel free to make up some of your own challenges!
The next writing challenge will be in MAY 2024 and last one week!
CLICK HERE FOR OTHER IMPORTANT INFORMATION!
Good luck and more importantly, HAVE FUN! Encourage your fellow writers and show them some love and support with likes/reblogs/comments!
We look forward to reading some amazing writing!
((Written word list below the cut))
Day 1 - February 18 Casualty, Flirt
Day 2 - February 19 Suppress, Pastel Day 3 - February 20 Bargain, Myth
Day 4 - February 21 Vengeance, Satisfaction Day 5 - February 22 Notorious, Altruistic Day 6 - February 23 Vanity, Feelings Day 7 - February 24 Rumor, Discovery
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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COMING SOON
For more information, please see our FAQ page —> HERE!
It’s our fourth challenge of the year! We’re looking forward to writing with you all again, learning more about your OCs and reading your stories!
See you with a word list soon!
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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☼ - appearance headcanon
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Age is catching up with the witch hunter, but for the most part time is being easy on Eld as he can stll maintain. But for how long is yet to be questioned. His time beyond the veil may have kept him in one piece but being 'home' once again may hold more troubles than just a new arsenal and receding hairline.
@phyghyver
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon
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Once upon a time there were two brothers, one older and one younger but thick as thieves. Raised upon the post war hills of Southshore, life had been peaceful and lovely for a growing family. Safe and sound was how their lives had been and the simple pleasures of casting off into the ocean in hopes of a fine dinner from the sea.
But those days were long since gone.
Alfred Klaudin stared blankly from atop his rotten horse, the festering earth beneath it's hooves an empty reminder to who he had been in life. Now there was just the broken husk of death.
"It doesn't matter."
@nixalegos
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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♒ - cooking/food headcanon.
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Despite a troubled history with drink, Dewitt is Kul Tiras with an unending fondness for the brass and brown. Though despite enjoying her cups, the ranger captain was all the more prepared to handle her rum with practiced ease. It wasn't a problem, just a way to badly cope.
@safrona-shadowsun
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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Are they codependent? Do they have abandonment issues?
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The 'Ratcatcher' shrugged her shoulder softly, the pendant in her hand was cold and cared a soft bitter note in just the sight of it.
"I dunno, he left on his mission," Cheryl muttered before slipping it away within her leather vest. "I can't keep waiting for Candell to come back, there's other work to be done than just playing 'gopher' for Dewitt."
Duun would heft up her stone axe as she swung it up on her slim shoulder with otherworldly ease. "As the old man would say, come on there's work to be done."
@phyghyver
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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“There are many more flames when mine is gone. They will build me no shrines and sing me no songs.”
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Beldwin Storm ripped the onyx tipped arrow from his breastplate and chain, the Green Son's helm dull in the low light of the Crimson Forest but still held the burning green light within.
“There are many more flames when mine is gone. They will build me no shrines and sing me no songs.”
The knight's voice who's echo deeply with the power of the true wood as he faced the rabble of Forsaken loyalists. For weeks the band of undead had been plaguing the wayward pilgrims who had been trying to pass as safely as they could. These plague bearers had thought easy pickings to test their vile alchemy on human test subjects and whatever other living beings were caught in the crossfire.
It was enough to signal the protector of Drustvar and to bring the Wood Father's justice to defilers.
@nixalegos
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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send CRITICAL for a scene from my muse's past in which they thought about / were reminded of something they're insecure about
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"Eldridge Candell?"
The witch hunter would look at the brawny woman by the window, the back and arms clearly used to hard work. There was strength, steel, and fire in the comfortable calm of her stance as she dared not turn to the older man.
"Who wants to know?" His hand was already casually moving closer to the holster at his waist, his face as grim as his blue eyes.
"My name is Sarasam Styrnlock," the woman replied as she finally turned from the window to look back at him with blue eyes and a strong jaw. Familiar eyes. "Though, I suppose I should be Candell judging by the look of you."
Eld blinked in surprise for the first time in a long time.
@nixalegos
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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Stag skull, garlanded, with bird perched on antler at right; a tailpiece from Baculard d’Arnaud ‘Les Epreuves du sentiment’, 6 vols (Paris: Delalain, 1772-1778) Etching with letterpress-printed text
After Clément Pierre Marillier 
1772-1778
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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⭒˚。🖁‧₊˚ 〖 down these mean streets . . . 〗 a collection of scene prompts inspired by n͟e͟o͟-n͟o͟i͟r͟, v͟i͟o͟l͟e͟n͟c͟e͟, c͟o͟n͟t͟r͟o͟l͟, e͟t͟c͟. some prompts usfw. add +reversed for the receiving muse to be "the sender" instead. adjust details as necessary.
dead end. there's nowhere left to run; the sender has cornered you at last. anonymous. disguising your voice, you call the sender to threaten/warn them. loose ends. you thought you killed them! but there's the sender, walking your way. ashtray. your cigarette smokes as you extinguish it on the sender's skin. deck. you lick the sender's blood from your knuckles, still stinging from the punch. backstab. end of the road, pal—you reveal you're double-crossing the sender. blunt. hidden in the shadows, you press your gun to the sender's back.
heel. you stare at the sender from across the room and beckon them to you. fix. not looking like that—disapproving, you fix the sender's appearance. tilt. you take the sender's chin in your hand and make them meet your gaze. staccato. irritated, the sender drums their fingers against you beneath the table. listen. the sender disobeys and you swat their curious hand away. fasten. just something i picked up—you clasp a necklace/tie/etc. on the sender. quiet. you press a finger to the sender's lips and tell them to be patient.
vomit. you can't handle this; you vomit as the sender groans about leaving evidence. wink. don't worry—you wink as you assure the sender you have no morals to offend. up front. the sender's job is a doozy; you demand half the payment now or you walk. hush. talk is cheap but you sure aren't. you accept the hush money from the sender. crossfire. you realize the sender asking you to put out a hit is your next target. gulp. hard to argue with a bullet; you agree to the sender's demands. jugular. you hold your breath as the sender uses you to demonstrate how the murder weapon was used to strangle the victim.
patron. you know the sender is hired to keep you spending but you linger anyway. last call. the sender has one final cigarette in their pack; you take it without asking. loose lips. the sender pours you another glass as you finally confess. bills. it's on me—you pay for the sender's meal. cozy. there aren't enough seats open; you pull the sender onto your lap with a grin. coffee. you look like hell—you press a cup of coffee to the sender's hands. waiting. you duck into the bus stop to escape the rain, intruding on the sender.
gutter. the trail of blood ends and you find the sender broken on the ground. speak up. you press the knife in deeper as the sender swears they didn't betray you. plaster. it's not pretty but it'll do; you wince as the sender patches your wounds. empty. you laugh at the sender as you throw your gun aside, finally out of bullets. rat. the sender falls to their knees and agrees to tell you everything they know. smother. you clasp a hand over the sender's mouth to keep from being heard. cut our losses. the sender won't make it; you leave them to die.
voyeur. you know the sender's watching; you open the blinds so they can watch. slip of the tongue. the sender whispers another's name against your skin. sign here. the sender traces a finger over [your choice], asking you to leave a mark. desk. your most enticing assignment yet: the sender bent over your desk. handcuffs. the sender dangles the key, teasing, but you hope they take their time. window. you press the sender against the glass, watching the city watching them. harsh light. what's worse? the hangover or that you can't recall the sender's name.
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eldridgecandell · 2 months
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Silver mounted miquelet tufenk, Turkey, 18th century
from Helios Auctions
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eldridgecandell · 3 months
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REBLOG if you’re a: “MULTI-MUSE” roleplay blog
Tumblr’s search engines & tag systems are a BUST. Let’s get a network going!!!
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eldridgecandell · 3 months
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Headcanon meme~
Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters in my ask box, and I’ll give you a headcanon.  Yes.  Do it.
☾ - sleep headcanon
★ - sad headcanon
☆ - happy headcanon
☠ - angry/violent headcanon
✿ - Sex headcanon
■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon
♡ - romantic headcanon
♥ - family headcanon
☮ - friendship headcanon
♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon
☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon
▼ - childhood headcanon
∇ -. old age/aging headcanon
♒ - cooking/food headcanon
☼ - appearance headcanon
ൠ - random headcanon
◉ - Any other question of your choosing
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eldridgecandell · 3 months
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eldridgecandell · 3 months
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Make your OCs suffer
When have they been unable to save someone or something no matter how much they tried?
How much death and/or destruction have they wrought?
Do they try to prevent unnecessary suffering?
How do they feel about sparing women and children if given the choice? Do they value certain lives over others?
What's their moral compass like?
How far would they go to save someone they love? Would they sacrifice themselves? Others?
What's their pain tolerance?
Do they feel glee at the sight of blood?
What do they regret the most?
Do they have the ability to love?
Do they have empathy? For whom? For what?
How easy is it for them to get lost in despair?
What's their relationship to their body? Self esteem? Self image?
Do they have self worth?
How do they kill? Do they try to minimize suffering?
What haunts them?
What little regrets do they have?
If they could go back in time for 5/10/15 minutes and change something, what would it be?
How do they view the world? Are they an optimist? A pessimist? A realist?
Are they codependent? Do they have abandonment issues?
What's their relationship to sex? Modesty?
Do they enjoy the taste of blood?
Do they enjoy the feel of hot blood on their skin?
Do they like maiming?
Have they tore someone to shreds with their bare hands? With their teeth?
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eldridgecandell · 3 months
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PSA:
You don’t have to be nice to my character. You don’t have to hold your character back. I am perfectly okay with consequences. I don’t consider powerful characters using those powers to be godmodding. Some things might require a little bit of a chat before hand, but go crazy, kids. Conflict is part of story telling. 
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