Canon Maniacal

The Traitor. The Scavenger. The Prince. The BatCat. The Super Soldier. The Winter Soldier. The Iron Echo. The Curious. The Thief’s Son. The Sleuth. The Queen. The Champion. Which will you choose?

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i’ll probably be revamping this blog in the coming days, but today i just want to write, so...

LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER

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@jelloandbeer​

Aria could only watch the other woman pass her carefully, hoping she would make no attempt to speak to her. She wasn’t in the Dalish woods as queen of-- or the hero of-- Ferelden. She wasn’t here for her country at all. She was here as a Grey Warden, as a wife and mother. As someone who wasn’t ready to answer the Calling.

She couldn’t tell you what it was she was looking for, exactly. She just hoped she’d know it when she found it. The same magic that removed the taint from Fiona altogether.

It had better be worth it after all the time she was missing with her family.

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Pick Your Poison

Like this for a starter! If you have a preference, let me know who!

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i’m back and i brought vision with me.

you can thank disney.

like for a starter?

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Rosamund Mary "Rosie" Watson. [Indie Sherlock RP. Semi-Selective. Please read rules before...

I gave Rosie her own blog. I’ll be there and putting this blog on a little hiatus. See you there!

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@bakerstreetramblings​

“...I have work at six.” Rosie was on her third mug of coffee in two hours. She’d been up since three AM working on a secret project that she definitely did not want Sherlock’s help on, no way. She needed to figure this out herself.

At least she was working on it, until some special came on the telly about John-- her father’s-- death. So now she was watching that. “This is absolute drivel.” She waved her mug at him dismissively. 

“...wouldn’t it be really weird if I called you dad?”

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...stop me from giving rosie her own blog...

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williamhamish·:

      A slight movement, his neck stretching to see past her waving hand. But the rest of her words are still in one ear and out the other. “Photos. Editing.” Hands move the mouse with precise movements. But then everything stops, William pausing in his work at her hovering form. “Can you not breath down my neck?”

Rosie paid no mind to his behavior. She’d dealt with Sherlock’s mood swings, for heaven’s sakes. His child wouldn’t rattle her. 

Not any more than he usually did, anyway.

“Remember when we were younger and you liked spending time with me, William?” Slender fingers found their way to the power button and she hovered over it. “The joy of youth, right?”

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I think I got all my replies?

Message me if I forgot you.

I’m off to Riff now! Check in on here later!

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urbxnlegxnd·:

The mans features remained polite for the current time being in response to the current situation as a hum briefly escaped him. The smile on his features refused to fade for the current time being. 

“Oh? Really? Who’s we?” The man asked curiously in response to the other’s words. He wasn’t sensing a peaceful atmosphere. 

‘We’ was a bit of a vague statement, she’d give him that. Explaining also wouldn’t hurt.

“My team and I.” He seemed happy, and it was quite... disarming. Even if she couldn’t shake the feeling that was exactly what he wanted to come across as. “There was some guy with some weapons, but we handed him over to the police.”

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“ why don’t you make like a tree and get out of here ? ”

riff tannen.

back to the future oc.

indie. semi-selective.

21+

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dearlydepartea·:

      claudia’s middle names are ‘reckless’ and ‘impulsive’. whenever she feels like it’s the right thing to do, she’ll break rules or inch her way from protocol. and had she not been a damn good homicide detective, she’s sure her boss - marty - would’ve fired her by now. 

      ‘reckless’ and ‘impulse’ seem to be rosie’s middle names, too - since she’s always getting herself into trouble and bothering the police. claudia respects that about her, finds it refreshing even. but sometimes it gives her a headache. and right now, catching her friend red-handed, her head thuds and she brings herself to massage her temples. “oh, please - just by the way you’re speaking tells me that you’re lying.” 

      the detective walks closer to her friend and crosses her arms, her expression full of attitude. “now tell me, rosie-posie. why exactly were you here? and how in god’s name did this lead to a shootout?” 

Rosie knew she’d been caught. She knew there was no chance of talking her way out of this one, no way to make it sound better than what it was. She just had to be honest with Claudia-- which was easier said than done.

Sure, she’d always had Rosie’s back, and sure, she’d been known to do some questionable things herself... but this was different. This could have gotten the other woman killed unnecessarily and even though she could handle herself, Rosie wasn’t willing to take that chance.

“Well--” Rosie smoothed her skirt carefully as she spoke, “I was following a lead. The diamond’s lead, to be exact. You know as well as I that whoever murdered Mister Redmond also stole his jewels.”  She paused for a moment, although she was sure it was unneeded time for the woman to digest her words. “So I did some digging and it led me here. It also led some of our killer’s associates-- after I offered to buy the diamond.” That was the key. The part of the story that could get them both in trouble.

“I was found out.”

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williamhamish·:

      “Oh. Thanks.” An unacknowledging murmur. He’s preoccupied with other things, laptop screen lighting up pale skin with a near sickly glow. Food was not a current concern. “Mhm… later.”

“No, not later.” She waved a hand in front of his face in an ill-fated attempt to get his attention. “You need to be healthy, okay?” Rosie tried not to pry but she couldn’t help but glance over at what he was doing. “What are you working on anyway?”

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So what’s the story on discord rp?

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leeurbaneverett‌:

“Hey there, name’s Lee. Director of SHIELD. Nice to meet you!” Lee simply stated with a bright and kind smile on his features for the current time being. He offered a friendly handshake for now. “Perhaps, know of any trouble going on around here?”

She didn’t want to flat out accuse this man of lying, but what were the odds SHIELD would show up out of the blue like this? Tabitha accepted his handshake, her eyes remaining vigilant the entire time.

“...we handled it.” She gave up on the jacket and made sure her suit was showing. They had this.

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