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Update;;;

I’m going to reblog this to all of my rp blogs

I’m going on hiatus for a bit, and I’ve been unofficially on hiatus for a bit. Schools been ending and lately I’ve felt a bit overwhelmed by everything going on in life, I havent really been focusing on rping so yeah. I need a break and will probably be on and off for a while, sorry.

#{ out of djinn }

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Starter Call & Psa

So I’ve recently remade this blog (I’ll have a promo up soon enough) and so I’m going to be dropping all my old threads unless there are any that anyone really want to do. Since that frees me up a lot, here’s an open starter call! Like or rb this for a (somewhat randomized) starter or feel free to message me if you’d like to plot something! Also check the rules for any updates if you haven’t already! <3

#ooc #promo

grandvizierofsindria

“let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.” ― jalaluddin mevlana rumi indie ja’far from magi

#{ out of djinn }#ooc #promo

mundo-da-meia-noite

#ooc #snarky arrogant djinn {musings}#{v: modern human} he who hates this world

perishedqueens:

Taking a step back, Bathsheba could feel her anger grow. Charcoal eyes shinned with disbelief, anger, a somewhat unknown underlying emotion. She couldn’t figure it out. It wasn’t fear, nor was it acceptance. It confused her, only making angering her more.

He was a disrespectful man. Treating not only her with disrespect, but her husband. Talking to her with such a disgusted, angered tone. Bathsheba swore he didn’t understand that there were limits, even for her. He even had the audacity to make confused, conflicted on her own emotions.

Sure, after everything Bathsheba should’ve hated David, despised him. But she didn’t, she couldn’t bring herself to. He had a grip on her heart, one, not even torture could destroy. And hearing a stranger’s opinion on him, or herself for that matter, wasn’t something she was even slightly interested in.

Scoffing, Bathsheba glared at him. Though she knew he was a victim of David, of the church. Most people were victims of him, even herself in some respects. He was violent, manipulative, he knew how to get his way. David wouldn’t stop until he got it, he never had, even when they were younger.

“I am more than just his wife. How dare you assume I am nothing besides that.”

Zagan knew that as a person she was more then just a wife, but he knew nothing of what she’d done other then stick by David’s side time and time again. Not caring to open her shielded eyes and look what her husband had done in the face. He perceived her reaction to such things as not caring for all the carnage her own husband had caused.

He’d commanded his men to abuse children and drain them day after day, manipulate them into believing that the other species are evil. Causing them to steal their humanity away and turn them into violent monsters. Zagan knew this fate all too well, being a half-ling, half human half beast. One in a thousand, and yet he still held magic. His mother had him stolen from her and forced to work, of course he’d hate David and anyone of his followers for what they’ve done.

“You may be more, but honestly you’re no better then that vile man” Zagan knew his words where harsh, but frankly he did not care. It had taken him time to trust Solomon, and this woman would have a chance in hell of gaining his trust.

#{v: Alma Torran} a human living in nature #perishedqueens

magi-sheba-blog

#ooc #snarky arrogant djinn {musings}

myuun

djinnzigzag

@perishedqueens

#{ out of djinn }#silhouettes of those who he once knew {others musings}#as payment for being late in response I give you Bathsheba faceclaims #perishedqueens

@perishedqueens continued from here x

Zagan was used to people around him being aggressive around him, and being the kind of person who pissed other off easily he figured that it was just normal. He’d always been that kind of person, the one to anger others easily. So it was no surprise when she snapped at him.

This woman, the wife of Elder David, the man he and the others despised. Mostly for the fact of how they had taken advantage of them as children, forcing them to believe that the other species where evil. When in actuality it was farm from that.

“anyone can be lonely, don’t hold yourself above it simply because you’re the wife of David”, although his rudeness oozed out of his voice he really did mean it. Although he didn’t know how to convey what he meant in any other way other then the way he was doing.

Zagan, in all honesty didn’t hate this woman. He didn’t really have much of an opinion on her. He really couldn’t care at all, so he had no concern about it. If she decided to cause any trouble then he would form some kind of opinion.

But for the meantime he was currently sitting in a mostly empty room with a woman who’s name he’d only heard of, he’d never actually seen her or hell even been given descriptions of her.

#{v: Alma Torran} a human living in nature #perishedqueens