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The Rest of What I’ve Written For AESGTLA So Far

Two eyes the colour of darkest jet flicked open. No surprise or fear showed on Aubrey Ordifale’s face. It was no use being surprised by the only dream you’d had for over fifty years. No use being afraid either, they’d seen that skeleton a thousand times in dreams and twice in real life.

They threw their faded patchwork quilt off and got up. The sound of rain pattering against the window told them they would need a raincoat, a glance just confirmed it.

A flick of their wrist caused the wardrobe to open and an invisible hand to start looking through the various dresses and jeans and t-shirts inside whilst they took care of their hair and make-up.

Aubrey regarded their face in the gilded mirror that they’d placed on a table to make it resemble a vanity.

‘I haven’t done too badly in terms of looks,’ they thought as they picked up the only tube of mascara they owned, ‘I mean yes, I have more than a few wrinkles around my eyes and I’m pretty sure the bags underneath them make it look like I haven’t slept for a week but I have nice bone structure and my skin is relatively clear of scars or marks.’

Aubrey moved on from mascara and started to apply a thin layer of light pink lip stain.

‘Though, on the thought of bone structure, my nose is slightly crooked after being broken by the book all those years ago.’

They screwed the cap back on to the lip stain tube and twisted around in their chair to face the wardrobe.

In mid-air, held up by some invisible force, was a white blouse with a peter pan collar, a light grey jumper and a pair of jeans.

Another flick of their wrist sent the clothes flying towards the bed to lie neatly on the quilt.

Aubrey got dressed quickly, buttoning up the blouse and pulling down the jumper before putting on the jeans.

They checked their face in the mirror to make they hadn’t smudged the lip stain and, satisfied that they hadn’t, Aubrey pulled on a pair of heavy combat boots that been sat beside the door and went through to the kitchen.

@writer-grandma @alexis-bellissima @ruins-of-gold

RP Character Galore!

milliesartstash:

Note: these are all Fictionpress/Fanfiction rps and some characters are repeated or their family members in a different rp. 

Also, I am only counting the rps that are active and that I really like. 

Sorry, @cheshireinunderland, Midnight House won’t be included. 

REBOOT – The Villain of the Story!

Ben: 3, shadow monster. Cutest character there, former experiment, in the process of being adopted by the tough bad guy. 

Sleepy Falls

Ben: 5, shadow monster. Former lab experiment, escaped, now lives with the local foster dad. Not the cutest, but still cute. Now has a little sister!

Beatrice Tanaka: 24, human. Rock climbs, tree climbs, loves food, is fat. Is looking for answers about her sister, who died in a supernatural-related incident. Might have adopted a little girl(?).

Phoebe Marie Vlahou: 7, phoenix. Is an adorable little girl, loves sunflower seeds, spits, is super friendly. Goes by Marie.

Amelie Andrews: 39, sensive (basically a human that can supernatural stuff). Former hunter, now a mom. Her former love died and became a baby so Amy changed her name to Marie. Is gay. Still want to ship her with a guy.

Lewis Sue: 16, dragon. Goes to school at Sleepy Falls High, lives too far away so he stays with the local foster dad. Very introverted, is on the football team, has a British accent, is adopted, and cannot turn into a human without the help of his charm.

Green: 11(?), ghost. Has been dead for a long time, can’t remember name or past, is haunting a medium and is very attached to her.

Brenda Kingston: 34, medium. Can see ghosts and touch them, very knowledgeable in the ways of the ghost, has been operating as a ghost buster for nearly 15 years, just now realized that she needed a license.

For Her Majesty

Glyn Lockwood: 25, werewolf. Former noble, current bodyguard to the princess. CUrrently trying to retrieve her after a kidnapping attempt. 

Astro Riverstone: 30, acts likes he’s 20, water nymph hybrid. A relaxed guy that just became the royal mage. Loves water magic and illusions, would totally lie down in the fountain and take a nap. 

Avern, the Blackwood Witch: 249, lich. She’s the face behind the urban legend, used to kill people for necromancy rituals, now just scares people to keep the spooky aesthetic of her home. Used to have a twin who died becoming a lich, misses her very much. 

Anna May Stoltenburg: 20, human. Used to be a barbarian in a DnD-esque party. Joined because her mother died and her sister wanted to keep her safe, is looking for a new party to join, has a cat, has a foul mouth. Is also super strong. 

Lord of Darkness

Astrophel Cullingworth: 20, mage. Lived on the beach with his sister, is very good at magic, is a little shit. 

Lior Cullingworth: 20, mage. Lived on the beach with her brother, is very good at potions, might be bi, hold the title of my first rped kiss. Is supposed to become crazy. 

Whitney: 32, cat-person. Very angry, has cat ears, wants revenge, wields a giant-ass sword. Is supposed to be a gray tabby-cat. 

Heroes and Villains

Julie Olivia Kingston: 16, human. Has really cool powers, like astral projection but with multiple pieces of her soul with one still attached to her. Graduated early, is going into Intelligence, has a boyfriend (that’s in a complicated relationship between me, the creator and WW, the admin). Is currently trying to recover after nearly splitting her soul in half. 

Caspian Sinclair: 20, human. Looks like he’s constantly frazzled, has a form of ptsd, can talk to animals. His home burned down because he parents used to be borderline terrorists and when they backed out of the group they decided to kill him. 

Nathalie “Nat” Sue Sinclair: 16, human. Has fire powers but poor control since she refuses to do the training, does a lot of weight-lighting as though that will help, very angry, is called an emo. 

Roland Sinclair: 21, human. Can turn skin into metal, has a weakness to gluten. 

 Angelique Sinclair: 10, human. Tiny, has bird wings, is far-sighted, albino. Her home burned down but instead of going with her cousins (yes, cousins. Their fathers are brothers) she went with the “enemy”. Why is she with them in their super-secret base? That’s so stupid. 

Hope Wright: 17, human. My thinly veiled self-insert but as a clairvoyant. 

lmao, I’m not offended

Woo, okay. So I know I spend a lot of time thinking about my time on Fanfiction and that’s because it was a big part of my life for a while. Uni was a big part of my life for a while.

I met a lot of people and became friends with them, something I find really hard to do because I suck at making friends. In my entire school career, I can list on one hand the number of people I have considered friends. Of that number, only three are still considered friends. It was literally pointed out by one of the ex-friends that I was the most unpopular student at my primary which is fair but still.

One of the things Uni said when I broke off our friendship was that “[She doesn’t] make friends easy“. Bitch I dont make friends easy. Compared to me, you’re a master at making friends. But okay.

Perhaps it was the bad temper I had for most of my childhood that made it hard for me to make friends… Another one of the things that Uni said was “[She] couldn’t hang till [I] cooled down“. Bitch I was cooled down most of the time. If you knew me when I was, say, 8 or 9, you would know exactly how cooled down I was.

But you dont. And yeah, it kinda feels like you tried to shift a lot of the blame onto me but that’s fine.

You aren’t a part of my life, you dont care about my life and I dont really care about yours. Hell, Millie knows more about my life after only a few months of knowing me. 

Ten Songs Tag Game

@rmorada tagged me in this post! Thanks love!

Rules: Use your WIP
playlist (or any playlist—it’s up to you!) and put it on shuffle (no skipping!)
Write the first 10 songs that come up and quote your favorite lyrics from each
song and/or the lyrics that fit your WIP best.

Since I’ve already used my Mallory playlist, I’m gonna use my Azami playlist for this!

Back From The Dead by Skillet

Light it up, light it up, now I’m burning
Feel the rush, feel the rush of adrenaline
We are young, we are strong, we will rise
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight
To the floor, to the floor, hit the red line
Flying high, flying high at the speed of light
Full of love, full of light, full of fight
Cause I’m back, back, back from the dead tonight
Back, back, back from the dead tonight

Ignite by Zedd

There’s a fire that burns inside
It’s an instinct that never lies
The target’s tattooed between our eyes
Stand and fight
Under the lights on the high stage
A part of your life it can take away
Just like the blood running through your veins

Let It Burn by Red

How long can you stand the pain
How long will you hide your face
How long will you be afraid
Are you afraid
How long will you play this game
Will you fight or will you walk away
How long will you let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn

Infected by 12 Stones

Brainwashed
Like Hollywood
Spreading through your neighborhood
Built up
Burned down
Watch out
Now it’s gotten in our blood

Highway Hell Scene by What Comes To Life

She’s got a heart, not easy to steal
She’s got a walk, with a drop dead appeal

I know that you lost
I know that you lied
But baby maybe this is your new desire
A pretty face with a blood trace
And suddenly it hit me like a hell scene

Undefeated by Skillet 

I came to fight for the love of the game, unstoppable
That’s why I, I’m undefeated
Off the leash, out of the cage, an animal
That’s why I, I’m undefeated
I, I, I know I can beat it
Won’t give up ‘cause I believe it
Fight for the love of the game, unstoppable
That’s why I, I’m undefeated

Circus For a Psycho by Skillet

You push me ’till I break
And the anger turns to rage
Why can’t you just leave me alone
Got your finger on the trigger
You think that you’re the winner
You’re gonna get kicked (kicked) off of your throne
You think you’re going to hurt me
Get ready to get dirty
You created this beast inside (this beast inside)
Pull the noose tighter
And lift a little higher
Because you’re killing me slow
I ain’t ready to die
Killing me slow but I ain’t ready to die

Fire by Gavin DeGraw

Let’s start a riot tonight
A pack of lions tonight
In this world, he who stops, won’t get anything he wants
Play like the top one percent
‘Till nothing’s left to be spent
Take it all, ours to take, celebrate because

We Are by Hollywood Undead 

If you can lose it all, then welcome to Broadway
Silicone dreams and your name on the marquee
And I can hold it up, but I hold it up hardly
It’s hotter here in hell, but it’s getting real dark, see?

I Was King by ONE OK ROCK

Yeah, I was king
I was king
I was king
I was king

If I go down
I will go down fighting
I’ll go down
Down like lightning
If I go down
I will go down fighting
I’ll go down
Down like lightning
If I go down
I will go down fighting
I’ll go down
Down like lightning

I was king

I tag @writersloth and @strawberryspaceship

plushparker:

writer asks 📃

send these to a writer you know or answer some yourself!

ink: what do you do to “set the mood” when writing?

pen and paper: do you prefer writing by hand or on a device? why?

diary: how many pieces have you written that are just for you or will never see the light of day?

journal: do you ever write just so you can enjoy something to read?

novella: do you prefer to write short stories, one-shots, or entire novels?

pulitzer: tell about/link a piece where you fielt your writing was the best.

genre: what genre do you prefer to write in?

narrator: what pov do you like writing in best?

backstory: how did you come to love writing?

time-lapse: how long have you been writing (as a hobby or for work)?

characterization: describe your favorite character(s) you’ve written.

carnegie: what authors and/or books/stories have inspired you to write or influenced your work?

faulkner: what tropes do you LOVE writing? which ones are your guilty pleasure?

o’connor: what tropes/genres do you dislike writing?

dickinson: what insecurities do you have about your own writing? what do you think you should improve on?

playlist: what kind of music/songs help you write? do you have a writing playlist?

record: have you written things based off of songs? do you like to?

nobel: have you published anything you’ve written? online or irl?

notepad: can you write anywhere or do you have to be in a specific place and mood to write?

parchment: how often do you or your personal life influence your writing?

dedication: if you were to publish a book or multiple, who would you dedicate the book(s) to?

trope: what’s a pet peeve you have about writing?

input: what’s something you hate that people say to you about writing/your writing?

critic: what’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received about writing?

mifflin: what do you feel is your strong suit in writing?

houghton: what’s something you love that people compliment your pieces on?

Mallory Facts

Woo, facts about Mallory? I’m down to do that! is ignoring the fact she should be doing everything else but focusing on her murderous favourite OC

  • Gender isn’t really something she cares about. Like, she knows she’s a girl and identifies as such but if someone were to somehow mistake her for a guy, she wouldn’t care. It’s actually a thing that she learns how to disguise her gender because of her line of work being a more male dominated thing and, since she started doing it really young and she isn’t unaware about how people could take advantage of her, she gets really good at doing it. (Of course, when she’s older, she gives zero fucks about people finding out she’s a girl because, hello, assassin/hitwoman with telekinesis/telepathy, well known for being skilled at torture and murder? Sexism doesn’t stand a chance)
  • She speaks fluent Italian (because she spent most of her formative years there), English (she kinda needed to) and Japanese (same as English). She also speaks German, Russian, French and Spanish but not to the same degree as the first three.
  • People (namely this one annoying kid that she wont admit to being friends with) often call her a vampire. She’s allergic to garlic, hates the sun, is more often than not covered in blood and will not go into churches. She argues that she cant be called a vampire because she goes where she wants without invitation, she can cross running water, she isn’t allergic to the sun and she doesn’t drink blood (or so she says)

And as a little bonus, Mallory’s aesthetic!

Fishnet tights under ripped jeans, bad dye jobs, red lipstick, blood under finger nails, combat boots with a thick sole, switchblades, bruised knuckles, split lips, a fox disappearing into the night, panthers out on the prowl, too much sugar, sarcasm, muttered swear words, drinks tea all the time, red wine, laughter coming from nowhere. 

@writersloth

Whose up for your semi-regular dose of me thinking too much and then slamming a key board?

You aren’t? 

Too bad, it’s my blog.

I think that, in terms of the people I’ve met and the things I’ve done, Tumblr has been better for me than Fanfiction was. Like, yes Tumblr is full of problems but I’ve met people who I would tentatively call friends @writersloth @alexis-bellissima @ruins-of-gold 

Yes I met some good people through Fanfiction, @millie-likes-art specifically, but I also met some problematic people. 

So, thank you.