ME , MY SISTER -

HAVE I ENDURED LONELINESS WITH GRACE?

[aduplici]

I CAN SEE IT NOW,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎MY SISTER AT THE KITCHEN TABLE.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎SHE TELLS ME THINGS I WILL NEVER REPEAT.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎I ASSURE HER I NEVER WILL‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎#ADUPLICI,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎AN ORIGINAL CHARACTER FROM ORIGINAL LORE.

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I.‎ LORE,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎II. PINTEREST,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎III. SIDEBLOG,‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎IV. VERSES.

[ntrider]

oh I see. it was the crime of wanting. that's why I deserve it.

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[aduplici]

random ash hc's :)

her favorite food is soup, this witch loves soup, butternut squash is a particular fave of hers, she just loves soup

thumbelina was on repeat in the taylor household growing up cuz it was ash's fave

her favorite color is pink

they are a bit of a selfish lover and love receiving more than giving

they kept journals growing up but one day her mom found them and burned them to protect them and their sister

scared of the dark :(

she is way more practiced in potions and apothecary based magic than casting due to her parents being hypervigilant with their magic usage growing up

her and her sister jump around from motel to motel but wherever they are ashlyn tries to decorate a little bit with flowers or trinkets

her and her sister get a cat at some point called nyx that ash keeps after kimberly dies

physical touch is her love language, followed by acts of service or words of affirmation

[aduplici]

having an oc is so wild like wdym i made ashlyn up 8 years ago and she isn't someone in a famous book series that everyone knows

[yharnum]

get out of my head. - minthara

𖤝 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓂𝑒 ? [accepting].

❛  oh, please.  ❜ the drow hisses the two words between her teeth, like freshly pressed iron; would that it were a blade, she thinks, she would take care of the gnat in her brain with unflinching determination. that, or she might ease the other woman’s burden of having to speak at all. ❛  i’ve no desire to feel my intelligence be whittled down by the unnecessity of your thoughts, if i can help it. it is not—  ❜ in my control. she thinks she’s saying it, but the words are an echo in her mind, her head ducking into a curt nod as a flash of pain makes her seize the side of her head. a flash of memories not her own merely graze the side of her mind, too much light for her to make sense of it. somewhere far and aboveground—

minthara’s breath staggers only a moment in her state of dishevelled white hair and blood-red glaring, before she straightens forcibly, absorbing the pain in wordless contempt. her companion has recovered herself too, and they both look at one another with a familiar fatigue. ❛  straj! this parasite eats.  ❜

[aduplici]

she used to floating above ground like a mystery, shifting in and out of rooms and spaces without invitation.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎what was left behind was only the question of, did someone see that, and where did they go‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎–‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎a person always unknown, always lonely, but at least she was always safe‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(from them, the people who tore her and her family to pieces;‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎from vulnerability, the thing she had no idea how to express).‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎that luxury of being unknown is gone now, forcibly and aggressively shoving them into a world of both violence and fears faced.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it's not minthara's fault, and it's not minthara they blame.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎how could they? ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ both of them writhe in pain, and their unwanted guest forces the darkest flashes of worlds and faces unbeknownst to ashlyn‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎who would want this?

"ah, i'm‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i'm sorry.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i know you don't mean to‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎–‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it's just,"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎a sharp inhale, they pause.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ "never, never mind.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i'm sorry, i'm sorry for being, i don't know."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎their words fall out so fast, and it takes them a moment to gather their thoughts.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"i saw, uh‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it was so dark where you're from.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎this all must be so, so different."

[aduplici]

lets discuss the implications of her covered in blood

[aduplici]

‘hello, gorgeous.’

it feels good to be wanted, like something warm in her chest.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she tries her best to suppress the blush to her cheeks, tucking her chin comfortably into her shoulder.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"hi‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎–‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i didn't know if you would stay."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎an under estimation of ashlyn's own worth, it's a common occurrence of theirs.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"do you want‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎coffee?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎or, um, breakfast?"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(@0lderwomen).

[aduplici]

Guys I -

[nightorne]

         what does a disciple of loss know of rebirth?   dedicating her life to mourning except she pours not over a soul lost but past dashed over in darkness.   there is a vacancy within the acolyte that recognizes an absence in the other.   an unnamed void,   neither point to the source but they are aware it is there.   no matter this acknowledgement it is not in her nature to coddle,   or rather it was not detailed in her lady's teachings.   ❛   why yes as if that tome were a mirror and you suddenly developed a penchant for pure,   unadulterated vanity.   ❜   while a scholar in her own right she was no practitioner of broader magic like some of their other travel companions.   shadowheart's knowledge was as narrow as the night,   confined to utility to better serve the goddess.   ❛   although not even astarion stares that long at his own reflection.   ❜   the bitting edge of her humor was less for the sorceress' benefit and more for her own as being comfort to others was not a particular spell within her arsenal.   

       even so,   she frees the leather-bound monstrosity for her hands and instantly feels the dread-soaked packed beneath her fingertips despite the outwards seal on the text.   little interest was held in the affairs of the death though her parents were amongst their ranks she could scarcely recall their faces   (   much less summon back into this plane of existence   )   no,   what she longed for was not quite departed,   not entirely.   ❛   if you say so but i don't think burning it would be a good use of such a rare artifact.   ❜   while keeping it at camp could be another liability for entirely different reasons.   outsourcing on this particular piece of nasty enchantment might be necessary.   ❛   maybe gale should take a look at it and see if it's worth anything more than a curse.   ❜  

[aduplici]

if the tome were a mirror‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎–‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎the cleric's words feel so spot on, ashlyn almost flinches.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it could be, is what they want to say.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎what was a twin if not just a way to stare directly at oneself, or some version that that self could become.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎now, a twin to her is but a memory, one shadowheart could take into herself if she tried.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎would she be horrified by what she'd find in the depth of the tadpole's grasp?

"what you've got seems like a much more valuable artifact than this."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they pull their legs in tight, shrinking their very being into this small, vulnerable ball, easy pickings.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎her sister always had better survival instincts than she did.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎would kimberly tell her now to never make herself so small?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎especially before these strangers, these people she hardly knows?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"go ahead, your plan seems better than mine."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she peers up, one eye blue, one gold, and she furrows her brows.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"what does it‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎make you feel?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i mean, in the kindest way‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎–"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they straighten their spine, looking fully up to shadowheart;‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎from this angle she looks so much taller‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎... ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"–‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎you seem better at‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎these kinds of things, death, or‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i don't know.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎do you, do you understand what i mean?"

[aduplici]

in her b.g3 verse, when ash's family were killed in front of her, ashlyn stayed lying by their bodies for nearly 48 hours, completely content with just falling asleep in her own tears and resting with them forever. to her luck, if you could call it that, her family wasn't so far out from b.aldur's gate, and some traveler found her there and took her into the city and left her at an orphanage. she never figured who that person was, they were so tired from all the crying and hunger that there was no fight left. if you were to ask them about it, the memory isn't very vivid anymore, but if the t.adpole was used to see it, it would be a tragic sight to behold.

[aduplici]

who wants to hold ashlyn's hand or give her a hug or let her practice magic on you or teach her a skill or something or anything or kiss her or help her hunt her sister's killers or -

[aduplici]

who wants to hold ashlyn's hand or give her a hug or let her practice magic on you or teach her a skill or something or anything or kiss her or help her hunt her sister's killers or -

[aduplici]

the press of her finger tips into her eyes causes her vision to go white.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she tries to rub out the exhaustion with a deep pressure, as if when her hands drop to her side, it'll all just ease up:‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎no more ache in her muscles or sadness in her bones.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"what do you know about the covens around here?"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎their tone is blunt, heavier than what one may expect to come out of someone that looks like them.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎in previous years, ashlyn's voice came and went with an airiness that was nearly hypnotizing, and what is left now?‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"please, ishtar, i just want to get out of here, get this over with."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(@cuntlike).

[aduplici]

just random ashlyn fashion inspiration

[aduplici]

"are you‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎okay?"‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they feel stupid for asking, with a hint of embarrassment in their tone.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they can't feel okay, ashlyn knows that, but she was never good at opening these conversations.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎it's easier with kimberly by her side, the blessing and curse of being a twin‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎–‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎you're never alone, and when you are it feels harder than what anyone may understand.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"the fight wasn't‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i'm sorry, it shouldn't have happened and they shouldn't have‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎...‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎well, you already know that it wasn't fair.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎yeah, i'm sorry."‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎(@5thave).

[aduplici]

does anyone want a quick starter

[aduplici]

guys .... this is ... this is ashlyn