Hiiiii! For The Oc Ask Game: Bling, Canvas And Night! ^^

hiiiii! for the oc ask game: bling, canvas and night! ^^

Yay! now that I have enough free time, I would gladly answer this! (Thanks sooooo much for asking!!!)

bling: What jewelry does your OC wear? Does it have any meaning?

Oh! Lina usually don't wear jewelry because you can't wear them when you work in the cuisine industry, but when she is in her days off, she tried to match her lolita clothes with her accessories. So, clocks patterns or roses shaped necklaces and earrings are her favorites. She also likes swarovski's crystals.

canvas: Does your OC have any scars, piercings, tattoos, or other markings? Do they display or cover them up at all?

Lina had her birthmark and a tattoo. she uses to cover it, but her birthmark is so big, that she can't cover it entirely.

night: What does your OC wear to sleep? Do they have a favorite pair of PJs, or are they more the birthday suit type?

Lina usually sleeps with her underwear. She gets so tired from her work that she usually drops herself dead to the bed.

But when she goes to Hal's apartment, she likes to steal his shirts/t-shirts to sleep with them. But he has some pj for her, specially because Sunny is always near.

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Pawn Behaviors - Beyond the Rift Template by @arisenreborn

❖ BEHAVIORS & HABITS: 

❖ COMMON: 

Hal is a quiet, calm pawn. He is always focused at his task, but if you get him distract, he could lost the trail easily and talk about random knowledge.

➵ UNCOMMON:

If you travel enough time with you, he probably will ask you about Human/Beastren behavior. He also could suggest you some books for read and ask you about items he could need to create things for you.

➵ RARE:

If he feels confortable enough with you, and his "trust" level is high, he could probably ask if you can spare some items with him (not precisely for himself. He wants to acquire some items for giving them to Lina, but no one knows what kind of items are in his "list")

➵ DRAGONSPLAGUE: 

"Please, Arisen, don't send me back home right now" *Struggling*

"I don't want to walk anymore. Just leave me by the road"

❖ THOUGHTS & OPINIONS: 

➵ THE ARISEN:

"My arisen is so strict with herself. Don't take the same mistake. Allow yourself to rest"

"My arisen doesn't change her party too often. But if you need to get balance in your team, please do it, Arisen"

➵ OTHER PAWNS:

"Is your arisen worried towards you? I want to know how is your Arisen"

"Please don't talk me so often. I'll get distracted"

➵ WORLD:

"Looking to the starry sky reminds me my Arisen. She has a piece of sky in her skin"

"Oh, I was looking for that material. Can I get some?"

"Love to see the sun setting in the horizont"

➵ BATTLE: 

"Let's use fire! I want to see our enemies like a bonfire!"

"Did you bring a wakestone?"

➵ NPC's: 

(female characters with red hair and breaded hair) "She reminds me my Arisen. Hope she's still sleeping in my dimension"

➵ QUESTS: 

"Please. We have to help young Sven. For some reason I feel bonded with him too"

Whether it's dragging her ass up to heal her

teaching her how to fish

scolding her for running around infected with poison

trying to show Ghoul how to use at least a little bit of magic

scolding her again (we've lost track of what for this time)

Quil has grown to be a bit of an endearing father to Ghoul and is seems they've adopted each other. He is always willing to lend her an ear or remind her of the beauty around them when things seem hopeless.

even when she can be really frustrating sometimes for him

(Quil is @bearlytolerant lovely <secretly sassy AF> pawn)

Vicious Rebirth (Erik's POV) DD2 Arisen x Pawn Endgame spoilers

This is my WIP Wednesday! It's not entirely part of the fic I am currently working on but it's a bit of context! Tagging some people below, don't feel pressured to post! I was just curious if you had anything juicy waiting to be shared!

Tagging: @bearlytolerant , @lisa-and-shadow , @arisenreborn , @linashirou , @crystal-overdrive

@staticpallour , @ellstersmash , @roguishcat , @a-cosmic-elf

He had been sitting there watching her. His eyes never lingered for too long since that first day she brought him back. Not after the horrors they went through. There was a part of him, deep inside him that longed to ask if she was okay. For her to know what he meant if he did. Erik knew she was okay, physically, perhaps emotionally as well. Her memory seemed to be wiped perfectly of the events that took place only a month ago. An eternity ago for him. His fingers furled into his palm; knuckles whiten with his frustrations. The itch to feel the Arisen's skin against his own. To have the sound of her heartbeat in rhythm with his own, once again. But even if she seemed okay, there were still parts of her that felt unfamiliar to him. Yes, she still danced beautifully with her daggers in combat as she once did. She had the same attitude towards authority as she once did. She even snored when she allowed herself to rest like she once did, but there was something off. A moment of silence at the camp and he could catch a glimpse of it in those golden eyes when she thought no one perceived her. An ache, an incurable exhaustion. He felt it too. At least he thought he could through the threaded connection of their coexistence. It felt incomplete and severed in that horrid moment. His freedom in those final moments meant nothing without her and he loathed it. A part of him wondered how they ended up here. If time was truly rewritten, or if this was a mad game played by a god they had scorned in another life. Another part of him also didn't care if they had. Erik knew he would repeat this cycle until he found a way to be the sole focus of the Arisen's attentions. When the world would no longer need her sacrifice. Which he found particularly selfish of the world around them. His blue eyes strayed to her dark lips, the gloss reflecting the flames that sit in front of her. He can almost taste the warmth of it on his own tongue. When he closes his eyes, he can feel how gentle they are against his, how much he would give to cup her round face into his hands and hold her there to take in all of her. Erik knew he would have to wait. Wait for her to remember. Or for her to want him like she had again. It frustrated him to his core but he would do anything for her. Anything.