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Just Barely Made It In Time Lol! Meg Has Magic, Both The Common Kind (aka The Average Witch Magic), And
Just barely made it in time lol! Meg has magic, both the Common kind (aka the average witch magic), and magic specifically tied to her family, which is the ability to communicate with animals. I chose this one for her because I love magic and all of my characters need SOME kind of ability, and I felt like elemental magic is kinda... boring? And frankly, not very versatile, at least not outside of combat/in a more modern day setting. As for why animal communication specifically... well, that's a long story that's also kind of a spoiler, lol. So I'll leave it at "she gets to have a raccoon best friend named Michael."
Blorbo Blursday #7
If you character had superpowers, what would they be and why? If your character ALREADY has powers, why did you choose those powers?
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בבקשה תתרמו אם אתם יכולים (ותעדכנו אם הקישור לפייבוקס עובד כי אני לא מצליחה כרגע...)
זה הקישור
Find The Vibe Tag Game
Post a snippet that matches the previous vibe
@koala2all tagged me in this snippet and since there's plenty of both fancy parties and annyoing nobles in Worthy of a King, I thought of a younger Aneiric and Bran escaping a particular one in this backstory bit:
Aneiric could never quite tell whether Bran liked or hated feast nights. It was the height of summer, the air warm and heady even inside the castle walls. Flowers had been strewn everywhere. Aneiric had enjoyed it, for a lot of the night, but even he was tiring at this point. That, and he’d almost entirely forgotten what exactly they were celebrating. An engagement? Hopefully not his own, or this would have a dreadfully embarrassing aftermath. He turned towards Bran, who had been a silent presence at his shoulder for most of the night. The captain looked at him, head cocked in askance, eyebrows raised. He’d slicked his hair back, something that didn’t suit him at all. Aneiric wanted to run his hands through it, mess it up, but he knew better than to follow those urges.
“I want to go,” he said instead. He thought Bran smiled before he turned and led the way out of the room.
*
He wasn’t sure why they ended up in the throne room. Moonlight was refracting through the stained glass windows, the only light in the room at all. It was quiet, peaceful. Aneiric planted himself on the throne and looked up.
“This feels wrong,” he declared to the room at large.
Bran chuckled in response. “It does fit your mother better.”
Aneiric agreed, but he still took the opportunity to pout. “Traitor.”
Bran walked until he stood in front of the throne. When Aneiric looked up at him, he couldn’t quite stop himself from swallowing. The shadows did a lot of things to Bran he’d rather not examine with the man right there, standing so close to him.
“Let your mother rule, my prince. It’ll fit you eventually.”
“What? The throne?” Bran nodded. “What if I don’t want it?”
Bran cocked his head. Aneiric couldn’t quite see the expression on his face, it was too dark for that, but he knew him well enough that he could guess at it. “You will be king eventually.”
“I am hoping for a change of mind when I’m old.” He said it with a levity the topic didn’t make him feel. Mostly, he didn’t think about it at all. When he did, all it did was make him sick. Even the thought of the responsibility was crushing.
Bran seemed to sense some of those thoughts. “Old?” he asked lightly, “Like me?”
Aneiric chuckled, leaning back. “You’re not old,” he said.
“You certainly used to think so.” Used to, yes. When he was but a child. Before the crush that ended in a kiss he’d rather forget had ever happened and blood staining Bran’s shoulder.
He stood abruptly. Bran moved back to allow him the space with practiced grace. “Don’t hold that against me.” He knew the smile on his face carried in his voice. “Some would say you’re a man in your prime.”
“Some?”
He was treading dangerous ground. He didn’t know why Bran was treading it with him. “Don’t pretend you don’t see the looks. You could dance with one or two of them, at least.”
In the darkness, Bran’s shadow shifted. It wasn’t exactly defensive, but it certainly was more held-back than it had been a moment before. “I’m on duty. And no.”
“Oh come on, you can dance.”
“I can’t.”
The thought was irresistible. Aneiric stepped forward before he could stop himself. “You’ve definitely been taught,” he declared. He was close enough now to feel the air of Bran’s discomfort.
“I have,” he answered, haltingly, “I wasn’t good at it.”
“It’s only footwork. Here, give me your hand.”
“Aneiric.” His name suddenly sounded dangerous. Aneiric wasn’t certain what he was doing. He’d been so good ever since the incident. He’d sworn to himself he would never push Bran away again, and here he was, doing … Well, he didn’t know what.
“Please?” It was too late. He couldn’t quite keep the wheedle out of his voice. Bran sighed, and a moment later a gloved hand was laid into his.
Aneiric led them through a simple few steps. Say what he wanted, Bran knew how to follow. “It is easier with music. But.” He pulled Bran closer before pushing him in the opposite direction. When he proved graceful enough, Aneiric quickened his own steps. By the end of it, Bran was stumbling and Aneiric couldn’t stop the laughter bubbling from his lips. He stopped abruptly, bringing Bran to a graceless halt before him.
“Oh, you are bad,” he said between hiccupping laughs.
“I did tell you.” He didn’t sound sour at the laughter. In fact, he almost sounded distant.
Aneiric calmed himself enough to look up. They’d stopped close to the window, moonlight casting coloured shadow across Bran’s face. He’d never seen the expression that was on it before – wide-eyed and almost devastated. He couldn’t begin to guess at its meaning.
“Are you alright?” he asked tentatively, when Bran didn’t say anymore. Bran blinked and his expression changed, smoothing out into something that was supposed to be calm. It wasn’t. His eyes still looked terrified.
“Fine. Are we done making fun of me?”
“I’d never make fun of you. But yes. Think it’s safe to go back to my chambers without being dragged back out into the hall?”
Bran thought for a moment. “I’d say so.”
“You won’t let them take me?” It was supposed to be a jest, something silly to lighten the mood that had suddenly turned so heavy.
Bran, however, had nothing but conviction in him. “I won’t. My prince.”
Aneiric shivered.
Gently tagging @anyablackwood, @charlesjosephwrites and whoever else wants to do this - I am curious what vibe you all got from this :)
OST Tag Game 2
Thanks to @da-na-hae for the tag! Sorry this is late lol. Since I used Crown of Blood (unofficial title) for the last OST tag game, I'll be using Asteria Heights this time.
Opening: Purely based off of vibes/melody, Puppet Loosely Strung by The Correspondents or Death Valley by Fall Out Boy are my best offers at the moment lol.
Honestly maybe a song that's more alt-rock or pop-rock might work? Asteria Heights is a murder mystery, but like. It's funny. So something at least rhythmically upbeat with probably lots of guitar, even if the lyrics might be a little dark.
Ending: The Tithing Man by The Blasting Company fits the story lyric-wise, but I feel like vibe/melody-wise the song is a little meh. I can't think of another song off the top of my head (or in my playlists) that really FIT, so.
(Gently) Tagging: @anoelleart, @mysticstarlightduck, @hyba, @aalinaaaaaa, and literally anyone else lol
Incorrect Quotes Tag Game
This was fun! Thanks for the tag, @mjparkerwriting!
Aneiric: Ugh, crushes are so dumb. Bran: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid. Aneiric: But you’re always acting stupid? Bran: … Bran: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.
Cenwyn: I learned a valuable lesson from this. Saewor: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lesson you actually should’ve taken away… Cenwyn: DEATH ISN’T REAL AND I AM BASICALLY GOD!
Conur: Let's just agree to both say we're sorry on the count of three. Conur: One... two... three. Saewor: ... Conur: ... Conur: See, now I'm just disappointed in both of us.
Saewor: Ow! Bran: What’s wrong? Saewor: I have this weird pain right above my eyebrow. Bran: It’s called a stress headache. I got my first one when I was four.
Aneiric: We have a problem. Bran: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.
Tagging @anyablackwood, @koala2all and @boundedsea - no pressure though. :)
I'm late again!
Meg has several pets, technically. She speaks to animals, so she has "animal friends" such as Michael the raccoon. Her mom also has a turtle.
Kairi had a dog, named Aki. Adrasteia.... she's not into taking care of things, so if she had one, it'd likely be an exotic animal for status/vanity reasons.
Blorbo Blursday #6
Would your character ever own a pet? If so, what and why? If not, why not?
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