โ She has no intentions in trying to impress anyone. She is a woman ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐. If no one wants to grow with her, she doesn't mind vibing alone. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐. โ
๐๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ง๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ง๐ ๐'๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐๐ญ daughter of a spanish event manager and a british oxford professor and sister of eight sibling, born in Santiago de Compostela on September 3, 1996, grew up in New York City and currently lives in Hawaii with her five-year-old adopted daughter Hazel. She is psychologist with heart and soul, and also helps out with her grandfather's business ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐จ ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ต๐ถ.
Whitney has been happily married to her sandbox crush Laurent for two years. This year she will become a mother of twins for the first time.
those inner demons. while the outside world was full of danger, I knew my interior. I was certain that I could oust an intruder there. โ โธป SARAH MAILIN CAMERON ; The businesswoman from Miami with an air of danger and loss .
โIt's the oldest story in the world. One day you're seventeen and planning for someday, and then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today, and that someday is yesterday and this is your life.โ
| Roos, a single mother from montana, proud of her dutch ancestry, living her best life travelling all around the US, interior designer and landscape architect |
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OOC:ย German & English are both fine. currently open for plotting. wire = dutchxdove
ยท best friend and partner in crime of Sebastian Sallow and Frenemy of Ominis Gaunt.
ยท slytherin student, capable of using of ancient magic
ยท heir of the Nott family.
hogwarts legacy mc ยท eng/ger ยท 17y , if played as a hogwarts student, 22y, in any other scenario.
โฃ a few glimpses of the past . โ
Perseusย Nottย (Percy) is a British wizard and a Slytherin student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry during the late 19th century. Born as a member of the infamous, pure-bloodedย Nottย Family, he developed an interest in magic from a very young age. While his siblings and Percy had the same sort of pre-Hogwarts education, his family started noticing some differences in his behavior and his bond to magic.
Before even fully understanding Perseus' ability to perceive and feel magic on a different level, the 11-year-old boy was kidnapped byย Ranrock, who, unlike his family, recognized his connection to ancient magic and realized the power he could harness. Legends spoke of the ancient magic's ability to reveal forgotten spells and unlock the secrets of the wizarding world, bringing great power to whoever could use it. Constantly torturing Percy to develop his ancient magic abilities, Ranrock forced the boy to split his personality into one calm, sensitive side and one calculated, psychopathic personality in order to survive.
Presumably by accident, Percy used the ancient magic to destroy all the goblins and escape before being apprehended by the Ministry of Magic. Since they already knew about Ranrock and his malicious plans, they put two and two together and castย Obliviateย on Percy, erasing his memory and the psychological damage the past year had inflicted on his life, or so they thought.
Percy's ability to learn quickly and the fact that no one knew about his past or why he was joining Hogwarts as a fifth-year student surprised everyone, as well as sparking a lot of curiosity. While pretending to be the clever, study-focused student he should be, Percy had his head already wrapped in a whole different kind of entertainment. The ancient walls of Hogwarts echoed with the footsteps of countless wizards and witches who had come before him. Too visible and obviousย to ignore his power. Joined by his classmate and troublemaker, Sebastian Sallow, he started delving deeper into the secrets of dark magic and the power that comes with it. (..)
(. . .) a man whose basic training instills psychopathic tendencies, a professional dehumanizer in a world where empathy is suicide; ready to put a bullet through a skull if necessary, a man highly skilled in burying his emotions, resurrecting them if and when he chose. // DEADSHOT
main verse: Lora Valtren, Dovahkiin and part-time thief/waitress/everything in Bruges
โWenn Tumult seinen Platz in den acht Winkeln der Welt einnimmt
Wenn der Messingturm wandert und die Zeit neu geformt wird
Wenn die dreifach Gesegneten scheitern und der Rote Turm erzittert
Wenn der Drachenblut-Herrscher seinen Thron verliert
und der Weiรe Turm fรคllt
Wenn der Schneeturm darniederliegt, zerstรถrt, kรถniglos, blutend
Dann erwacht der Weltenfresser,
und das Rad dreht sich auf das letzte Drachenblut.โ
(this blog has two main storylines: the unmarried one and the married one; the last one is my main au; therefore there will be no more romance here; main au verse: mother of two, married, has a cat and lives near Inverness)
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since 2014, fakevz based, multiverse friendly and crossover friendly, open for plotting
.า Gretchen Grundler, the girl known for her intelligence, braces, and thick glasses during her time at Third Street School, has undergone a surprising transformation. In her mid-twenties now, Gretchen has evolved in ways no one could have anticipated.
Gone are the braces and thick glasses that once defined her appearance. Instead, Gretchen has embraced a new sense of style, confidently navigating the world of fashion. She has discovered the power of makeup and often reaches for her favorite shade of red lipstick, enhancing her natural beauty. At first glance, one might struggle to recognize the person she has become.
However, despite her physical transformation, Gretchen's inner qualities have remained unchanged. She remains the same kind-hearted and honest girl who readily solves her friends' problems. Her sharp intellect and quick wit continue to shine through, as she effortlessly engages in smart and thoughtful conversations.
While some may have expected Gretchen to remain unchanged, she has proven that personal growth and self-discovery are natural parts of life's journey. Her transformation serves as a reminder that appearances can evolve, but the essence of who we are at our core remains steadfast.
โAll the things I've done and seen, still I don't know what life means.โ
โพ open start | anyone can reply | Swiss ghoul rpg
themes: rainy day, cozy, melancholy, anxiety
It had been a slow day today. Sleep wasn't something that Swiss did. He didn't need sleep. But he'd become used to resting at night, because there wasn't much else for him to do since he'd been explicitly forbidden to roam around the many different rooms in the Ministry building at night, in search for food, entertainment or just something to occupy himself with. He'd been here for a few years now and was regarded as one of the more reasonable Ghouls. At least off-stage.
The weather outside wasn't really doing Swiss any favors today. The day wasn't even half done, but going outside didn't really seem like an option, unless he wanted to get himself drenched in rain. So for now all Swiss could do was stay seated at the window and watch the raindrops race one another down the glass. His bed chamber had its windows built towards the back of the Ministry, where he could look over the tops of the trees. It was a whole forest of trees, as far as the eye could see. There was always a human sense of melancholy inside of him during these days. It made him wonder how many times a year humans had these emotions, and how they dealt with them. For him these emotions felt extreme, almost anxiety-inducing, because he never knew how to handle them properly. And fleeing from them had, so far, not been an option.
To someone like Swiss, who wasn't human, was - as far as he knew - immortal, and also extremely fidgety, always looking for something to do, having to sit still seemed like the worst thing that could happen.
โIt'll pass...โ, Swiss thought to himself. โLike it always does.โ He wasn't wrong. It did always go away. Those anxious feelings, insecurities and uncertainties. But the sound of the rain made it seem extra tough today to shake it all off. Swiss looked around the room. It was empty. He knew the other Ghouls had to be somewhere around the Ministry, but he also didn't feel like bothering them with his problems right now. They were probably dealing with the same problems himself, so why add push to shove?
Mostly to himself, and very silently, Swiss began humming a little melody that feld right in this moment. Slow, melancholic chords, tied together to form a little string of them, going with the rhythmic beating of the rain drops bashing against the glass of the window.
Deep in thought, lost in his own head, Swiss was suddenly ripped away from his daydreams by a knock on his chamber door.
#SIRENGHOUL was born from the tears of the siren Olympia, one of the very first water creatures who lost her life after falling in love with a god. Now, as a cruel reminder of the forbidden and dangerous love, Olympia's daughter Thea has to roam the world wondering where she came from and what her purpose in life really is.
a study in: feeling deeply connected to the sea, having unknown powers, the bittersweet tragedy, the urge to destroy, alone against the world.
important notes: selective and shy so please interact first! no fandom but interested to explore different universes, just a silly little blog so no 24/7, minors dni (muse & mun), tw will NOT be tagged. (still in progress!) PROMO
In the dark alleys of tokyo lurked a young woman named Yumiki (ใใฟใ) , shrouded from the world, her หขแตแตแตแตสณ and หขแตแตแตสณแถฐแตแตแตสณแตหก nature concealed behind a veil of mysteries. Her existence was enveloped in an aura of melancholy that even the bravest would recoil from. Yumiki was แถฐแต แตสณแตแถคแถฐแตสณสธ แตแตสณแตแตหก; she was a แดสแดแดแดแดสแด แดา แดสแด sสแดแด แดแดกs, born from the nightmares of times past.
Shadow demons (ๅฝฑใฎๆช้ญ), also known as nightmares, are the undisputed masters of deceit. They are nimble and agile creatures, aces of stealth and illusion, แถฐแตแตแตสณแตหกหกสธ หขแตแถคหกหกแตแต แถคแถฐ แตสฐแต แตหขแต แตแถ แตสณแตแตหข แตแถฐแต แตแตแถคหขแตแถฐหข. Attuned to darkness, they enjoy a wide range of advantages during the night or when moving through dark environments.
Demons, unlike Daemons, are extra-dimensional creatures that often descend from rifts within the universe to feed upon raw energy, like that of the human brain. Demons are, in a way, similar to Gods, except that Gods are N-th dimensional beings, whileas Demons are limited in which dimensions they may traverse. Demons can often ascend into more dimensions by collecting enough raw energy from either organic beings or energy beings, so as to be able to break through the wall between dimensions.
THEO AVRAMIDIS, SON OF KEFALONIA, THE TRAVEL GUIDE.
theo avramidis is a 27 year old travel guide, born and raised in lixouri, a city on the greek island of kefalonia. studying greek history and being deeply connected to ฮฮตฯฮฑฮปฮฟฮฝฮนฮฌ, he never left the place and is trying to excite ฯฮฟฯ ฯฮฏฯฯฮตฯ for greek culture, nature, history, showing them secret, hidden places on the island they wouldโve never found on their own. sometimes he even thinks he can hear the islands voice somewhere quietly inside his head, almost communicating with him and finally leading him and the ฯฮฟฯ ฯฮฏฯฯฮตฯ to new viewpoints or spots, as if the island is waiting for him to discover them, revealing the beauty of ฮฮตฯฮฑฮปฮฟฮฝฮนฮฌ to those who join his tour.
โโโโโโ If I'm the devil, you're the reason...
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ (ๆญป็ฅ, Shinigami, lit. "god(s) of death" or "death god(s)") are a type of Japanese death god.
" They say shinigamis were people who died a tragic death. Well, I don't know how I died. I don't even know if I've ever been human to begin with. It's obvious that I look, talk and move like one. But you couldn't exactly say I behave like a decent human being. And honestly ? I don't want to. I'm not here to fit into these creatures that made their home on planet earth. My purpose is something way more important. Want to know what I'm talking about ? Ahaha, just watch me take my favourite pen, place it down firmly onto this beautiful brownish paper and write your name. Letter by letter, while I study your face. If I wanted to, I could write down a cause of death, a time of death, but my time is limited and โ oh ! Now would you look at that, you already died by a heartattack. What a bummer, I was in the mood for some blood splattering...ugh. "
โโโโโโ ๐๐ผ๐๐โ, a 673 year old Shinigami, a lost soul, if you will. Can't remember shit about her life as a human, but it keeps on creeping up on her, even though she tries to surpress it all. Deep inside, she fails miserably to ignore all those things that connect her to these mortal beings she hates the most. My advice? Don't ask her about it, or you'll end up in her Death Note too. If you still decide to ask her about what makes her human, please, for your own sake, at least bring some strawberries.
Benjamin Elouan Beaumount, born into one of the most famous and wealthiest families in France, he lived a life contrary to his father's strict Catholic faith. Behind this renowned family, whose patriarch is an unscrupulous man, lies a saga of intrigue and controversy. The young man, briefly presumed dead, left France and never returned, driven by undisclosed motives shrouded in mystery.