The Beast From the Deep.

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Archive

It’s been fun but I’m going to archive this blog and try a new URL. For those interested it’s over here at Beast From The Deep.

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Restless Worries|| (Vahermagei)

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Silence fell again between the two as Emerald sniffed at the air.  The abominations from the facilities often left scents behind after they emerged. Sometimes even before they emerged. Yet, she could smell nothing.

Giving Lyth’s hand a squeeze she’d nod at the mentioning of the possibility of someone infiltrating.

“Yeah, the monsters that I usually fight but a hell of a lot more of them.” Emerald replied, shifting her position a to be in an offensive stance. “ It may be a scouting effort or an attempt at establishing a base here. This planet is the kind of place they look for when scoping out new…products.”

A visible shudder went through Emerald and a look of disgust as she spat out the word“product”, crossed her face. She took this chance to look up and noticed that a straight silver line had formed right over the lake. A distinctive ghastly moan could be heard from it as the water in the lake started parting.

“Damn it, I hate being right.” Emerald grunted, taking Lyth by the hand and dragging her away from the lake as the line started to grow. The crackling sound in the sky grew louder and sounded chaotic. This would be a harsh landing for anyone who was on the other side of that Rift. Emerald knew all too well what this landing was going to be like, so it was best to stay out of the way.

Lyth frowned, shifting on her feet again. This didn’t bode well, and the dragoness didn’t like the sound of monsters invading her home. She had… left that life behind. Why, of all times, was this happening? She thought about saying something, to suggest an idea, when Emerald started dragging her away from the lakeside. Alarmed, she stumbled, gripping the she-wolf’s hand as she moved her head towards the sound, spooked a little.

Her shoulders hunched, and the dragoness began showing her teeth in a way of fear, “What is happening, Emerald?” She asked, grip tight on the halberd. “Is something approaching?” It sounded as if there was a lightning aligned dragon nearby, but heavier.

Almost as if it were purposely ripping a hole into the reality she knew.

“Should I be ready to fight?”  

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The idea of dragging someone else into this, especially someone as important to her as her mate, left a bitter feeling in her stomach. Part of her wanted to shove Lyth someone where she’d be safe, to keep her away from these things completely. She knew Lyth could fight but she didn’t want her to.

Not when this was her in the first place.

“Yeah, something from my world.” Emerald said through gritted teeth, watching as a clawed hand pulled its way through the hole. The hole above the lake, 4 creatures poured out of it. They were Bipedal and at first glance they looked human by their general facial features. Upon a second glance, it was easy to see they were anything but human. Their long arms hit the ground, with claw like protrusions from their fingers that extended out about a foot each.  Rigid spikes covered their arms and legs and in place of feet, there was a pair of goat hooves. Their eyes glowed a brilliant amber with no pupils.  The looked around, but it didn’t seem as though they had seen either of them yet. “There’s four of them, they’re deaf so don’t be worried about making noise. They’re covered in spikes, which act as an armor, it might catch the halberd on the spikes. If you hear them gasping for air, get out of the way, because they’re about to spit poisonous gas. Do you have all that?” Emerald explained to Lyth hurriedly.

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People I owe

@vahermagei x1 @hazelswish X1 @winged-gentleman X1 @tornhumanity X1 If I missed your post let me know but I’m going to try to get these posts done tomorrow or the Wednesday. 

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Your Muse as a Boss Fight

Stole this from: @vahermagei Tagging: @winged-gentleman @tornhumanity and anyone else who wants to steal this. 

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Mun vs. Muse

                                 I was tagged by: @vahermagei​

                                     Muse: Emerald Lupin

four similarities between mun and muse

Both have red hair

Both are very passionate individuals.

Both are tenacious

Both have a strong love for martial combat.

four differences between mun and muse

Mun is non-confrontational and diplomatic while Emerald just punches people.

Emerald is very all at 6′3 while her mun is 5′6 

Mun’s body type is a lot leaner, with long arms and legs, built for sports like archery and fencing while Emerald is built for hand to hand combat with thick muscles.

Emerald isn’t someone who likes planning out each and every move while the Mun loves doing this.

I tag: @winged-gentleman​ @tornhumanity​ @dcsidcrium and @we-work-from-the-shadows

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Restless Worries|| (Vahermagei)

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Emerald shifted from one leg to the other as Lyth spoke, restless and high-strung from the thoughts storming in her head. The distinctive crackling in the air seemed to have increased, but only by a little bit, which meant it might be revving up for something.

“Well… erm… technically no. There’s technically nothing wrong right now, but it feels like there could be.” Emerald explained, knowing that she was sounding crazier and crazier by the second. “What I mean is, I’ve just had this bad feeling ya know? Out here is where I first came through the Rift and there’s been nobody else coming through for weeks now. But the last mission I was sent on before Ruby showed up showed a distinctive increase in activity as well as frequency in emergences? So what happened? Why is it so quiet? Something doesn’t feel right and I just wanted to come out here to see what was up.”

This was paranoia, it had to be, she had been fighting for so long that everything seemed like they could collapse at any moment. It was possible she was overthinking this, but the read outs? Something about them didn’t make any sense. Scratching at the scar on her neck, Emerald shook her head, letting out an exhausted sigh.

“I’m sorry that I came out here without telling ya, I just wanted to see. To make sure nothing was wrong.”

Silence for a moment, Lyth studying Emerald and her posture. She didn’t really understand half of it - the idea of rifts and other people always seemed to be a complicated issue with her. Space… the idea of travelling between worlds. It seemed improbable - if not impossible. The dragoness would come close, resting a hand on Emerald shoulder to give a soft squeeze before sliding her hand down to grab hold of the she wolf’s hand. 

Reassurance. 

“Well, what is done is done.” She said with a faint grin, giving a soft hum once again. “We will face whatever comes out together, and not alone. That is what being a mate is, to support.” Lyth would then glance around, shifting her stance to an offensive one. “Do I need to summon Holiun? He will help if needed.” 

Hopefully he wasn’t needed, and the pair could take on whatever was going on. Yet, Lyth remained… uncertain, and kept her footing light. 

“… Could it be that someone is infiltrating?” 

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Silence fell again between the two as Emerald sniffed at the air.  The abominations from the facilities often left scents behind after they emerged. Sometimes even before they emerged. Yet, she could smell nothing.

Giving Lyth’s hand a squeeze she’d nod at the mentioning of the possibility of someone infiltrating.

“Yeah, the monsters that I usually fight but a hell of a lot more of them.” Emerald replied, shifting her position a to be in an offensive stance. “ It may be a scouting effort or an attempt at establishing a base here. This planet is the kind of place they look for when scoping out new...products.”

A visible shudder went through Emerald and a look of disgust as she spat out the word“product”, crossed her face. She took this chance to look up and noticed that a straight silver line had formed right over the lake. A distinctive ghastly moan could be heard from it as the water in the lake started parting.

“Damn it, I hate being right.” Emerald grunted, taking Lyth by the hand and dragging her away from the lake as the line started to grow. The crackling sound in the sky grew louder and sounded chaotic. This would be a harsh landing for anyone who was on the other side of that Rift. Emerald knew all too well what this landing was going to be like, so it was best to stay out of the way.

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Restless Worries|| (Vahermagei)

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Since Ruby had been found, The Informants hadn’t been sending Emerald on as many missions as of late, not that she minded all that much but something just felt off to her. Things had been too normal, too domestic lately and usually The Informants broke those streaks up with some kind of missions for her to deal with. Yet, it had been a couple of months and there was nothing there.

Emerald felt restless as she sat on the couch, looking over the last files that had been sent to her about the rift between the worlds. Her leg bounced up and down as she looked at the documents, troubled.  It had been getting bigger and there was nothing The Informants could do to stop that despite their resources. It was like something kept tearing a hole whenever they sealed the last one. Whatever it was obviously wanted to keep the rift open , but Emerald just didn’t understand why other than if they were planning some kind of invasion.

A low growl escaped her lips, her eyebrows furrowing in thought at just what sort of abominations could flood this place. There was no way that nothing wrong, they were hiding from her again, but what was it?

Lyth was out shopping so now was good time to just go and check, just for a minute. She’d be back before Lyth even realized she was gone.

Rising off the couch Emerald slid to the backdoor and took the back roads of the city till she ran into the countryside, from there, she shifted into Lupus form, taking off into the direction of the Rift that had brought her here in the first place. Legs pumping, muscles rippling beneath her pelt,  blue eyes focused on the horizon

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The Rift itself was right next to a small lake, one that Emerald had landed in when she first arrived in this world. It was hard to see unless it was in use, but that occasional glimmer in the sky and the static in the air was all Emerald needed to know that it was still open. She skid to a halt right in front of the lake, senses scanning all sides for any sign of abnormal activity.

That is, until she caught an all too familiar scent. Emerald cringed which was even visible on her lupine face and she shifted back into humanoid form.

“So you caught my scent then?” Emerald asked, turning to where the scent was coming from. “I was hoping to be back before you got home.”

Lyth had been out with Holiun that day, having dragged her brother into shopping with her. It wasn’t often the two got to see one another, let alone have a quiet chat about how things were. Especially considering that the dragoness had been wanting to spend the time with him. Given he needed to get some new art supplies, and he felt it was necessary to repay her for the lunch given. 

The talk soon ended and they parted ways, Holiun beaming with pride over his (legally bought) purchases; and Lyth heading home to see Emerald. She knew that Ruby would perhaps be spending the night again - the young wolf pup seemed to have grown used to the dragoness’ ways to the point it didn’t seem to bother her. 

At least, that’s what Lyth thought. 

“Hm, odd,” she mused aloud, noting the dark windows. Perhaps Emerald was… ah, her scent. Once her parcels were properly stored away, Lyth followed after, keeping steady walk.

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A lake, was it?

She shifted back from her true state, taking a moment to recollect her thoughts before she smiled faintly. “I was curious as to what drew you out here.” Lyth stepped closer, humming as she felt… something off. Something in the air. “Is there something the matter?” 

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Emerald shifted from one leg to the other as Lyth spoke, restless and high-strung from the thoughts storming in her head. The distinctive crackling in the air seemed to have increased, but only by a little bit, which meant it might be revving up for something.

“Well… erm… technically no. There’s technically nothing wrong right now, but it feels like there could be.” Emerald explained, knowing that she was sounding crazier and crazier by the second. “What I mean is, I’ve just had this bad feeling ya know? Out here is where I first came through the Rift and there’s been nobody else coming through for weeks now. But the last mission I was sent on before Ruby showed up showed a distinctive increase in activity as well as frequency in emergences? So what happened? Why is it so quiet? Something doesn’t feel right and I just wanted to come out here to see what was up.”

This was paranoia, it had to be, she had been fighting for so long that everything seemed like they could collapse at any moment. It was possible she was overthinking this, but the read outs? Something about them didn’t make any sense. Scratching at the scar on her neck, Emerald shook her head, letting out an exhausted sigh.

“I’m sorry that I came out here without telling ya, I just wanted to see. To make sure nothing was wrong.”

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Restless Worries|| (Vahermagei)

Since Ruby had been found, The Informants hadn’t been sending Emerald on as many missions as of late, not that she minded all that much but something just felt off to her. Things had been too normal, too domestic lately and usually The Informants broke those streaks up with some kind of missions for her to deal with. Yet, it had been a couple of months and there was nothing there.

Emerald felt restless as she sat on the couch, looking over the last files that had been sent to her about the rift between the worlds. Her leg bounced up and down as she looked at the documents, troubled.  It had been getting bigger and there was nothing The Informants could do to stop that despite their resources. It was like something kept tearing a hole whenever they sealed the last one. Whatever it was obviously wanted to keep the rift open , but Emerald just didn’t understand why other than if they were planning some kind of invasion.

A low growl escaped her lips, her eyebrows furrowing in thought at just what sort of abominations could flood this place. There was no way that nothing wrong, they were hiding from her again, but what was it?

Lyth was out shopping so now was good time to just go and check, just for a minute. She’d be back before Lyth even realized she was gone.

Rising off the couch Emerald slid to the backdoor and took the back roads of the city till she ran into the countryside, from there, she shifted into Lupus form, taking off into the direction of the Rift that had brought her here in the first place. Legs pumping, muscles rippling beneath her pelt,  blue eyes focused on the horizon

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The Rift itself was right next to a small lake, one that Emerald had landed in when she first arrived in this world. It was hard to see unless it was in use, but that occasional glimmer in the sky and the static in the air was all Emerald needed to know that it was still open. She skid to a halt right in front of the lake, senses scanning all sides for any sign of abnormal activity.

That is, until she caught an all too familiar scent. Emerald cringed which was even visible on her lupine face and she shifted back into humanoid form.

“So you caught my scent then?” Emerald asked, turning to where the scent was coming from. “I was hoping to be back before you got home.”

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Emerald;

It looked like Emerald was losing her new friend a little by all of this talk of new worlds, earth colonies and things like that, so she decided to rein it in a little. Sure, she’d have to explain the whole thing eventually but for now she’d keep things at least a little under wraps.  Running her hand through her hair, she looked up at the sky for a moment, taking in the fact of just how fantastic it was that there were so many other inhabited worlds out there. Even if it was normal for her, for someone like this offworlder this was probably an amazing experience.  It put things into perspective of just how small everything was in the grand scheme of things.  The she-wolf hadn’t thought of it that way before.

“Good, two is easy to deal with, just keep an eye out while you’re here alright? Last thing I think either of us want is an entire army of those assholes sneaking in while we have our backs turned.” She said, glancing at the bodies of the two agents again. “Not that an army is that hard to deal with, just a pain in the ass.”

It wasn’t the first time she had faced some top secret agents and it wouldn’t be the last.  It was just that she didn’t want to be caught off guard. Being caught off guard could mean certain death.

“The name’s Emerald, nice to meet ya Alice.” Emerald introduced herself, standing up a little straighter as she did so.

Alice smiles again, lightly, but it was genuinely kind and satisfied. An ally. Instead of an enemy. What a miracle this was. Every single survivor she ever crossed paths with, were long lost. All she could do was silently pray this ally doesn’t disappear either. “Emerald? That’s a lovely name. You have no idea how quite fantastic it is to meet you, too.” 

Another glance is thrown around their surroundings, before her eyes once more settle on the odd vehicle Emerald showed up on. 

“So, how about that place to stay in? I could use a bath and a bed about right now.” Hell, she’d even be willing to sleep on a blanket on the floor by this point. Just anything comfortable enough to dull her fatigue. 

Of course, she doesn’t stop watching their surroundings to make sure there weren’t any more of the Umbrella lackeys hiding among the tall grasses. Or the tree lines. Or coming in from the sky. It’s a habit of hers, when she’s in an unknown place. It makes her a tad bit edgy as well. 

However, she doesn’t fail to catch the sight of wildlife roaming across the meadows and in the distance. Were they the same animals she’d seen back on Earth? Possibly. She could easily note the outlines of the wildlife, and they resembled something like deer. Gazelle, maybe. It was almost ethereal, to see something other than shambling forms of what used to be people.

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Alice wasn’t the only one keeping track of their surroundings, Emerald too was keeping her keen senses, trained to the area surrounding them. If there was one thing she didn’t want,it was to be snuck up on by some of her planet’s more…colorful creatures. Well they weren’t natural creatures that was for sure, then again, neither was she anymore. There were however some natural fauna of her world off in the distance and she could smell at least a herd of ten, for a moment she could feel her muscles tightening, wanting to take off into a sprint after them. It had been so long since she had a good hunt and they were right there and so very fat.

 They were long legged, creatures with glowing golden eyes and thin white fur, they had a luminescent glow to them that they used in order to dazzle predators when they got too close. They’d often blind inexperienced hunters for a short amount of time if they didn’t know what they were doing. Even worse was if they were blinded too close to their razor sharp hooves or their branching antlers that were so large they scraped the lowest tree branches.

“Spectrum Deer is what those things are called by the way.” Emerald mentioned offhandedly, gesturing with one thumb over to the glowing white deer like animals that emerged from the tree line. Unfortunately though, business came first and Emerald knew that if she took off into full hunter’s mode right now she might scare Alice off. Even if she had been through hell, seeing her new friend go bestial on that herd probably wouldn’t be a good move. Especially if Emerald wanted to get the information she was promised by the Informants. She shifted from foot to foot restlessly, her pointed ears twitching at every step the herd made. Why did they have to wander so close to her?

Breaking her focus from the herd, Emerald noted that Alice asked her something about a place to stay for the night. Emerald thought about the places around here that Alice could stay with little suspicion brought on either of them. Which was hard considering just who Alice would be traveling with. A ponderous look crossed Emerald’s sharp features, biting her lip her lip in thought.

“Hrm, well there’s a temple nearby with a keeper who is pretty nice and will let all travelers stay for a while. Then there’s the motel I was at earlier, I can get ya yer own room and crap if you want.  Bed and bath provided in both, just a matter of where ya want to go.”

Folding her hands behind her head, Emerald looked at Alice, wondering just what she was going to choose. Either way she didn’t mind, she just wanted to get this mission over with and go over her notes. Her thoughts were racing about just what The Informants plans were for Alice and just why they wanted Emerald to protect her in the first place.

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What they did to me was monstrous.

And they created a monster. (via ovalbound)

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I don’t like pity. Pity makes you feel small and weak. I’d rather have someone hate me than pity me.

Marco, Book #15: The Escape, pg. 98 (by K.A. Applegate)

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28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared? + 49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them?

28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared?Emerald would like you to believe that she’s in fact, fearless but she’s not. A lot of her fears are more deeply rooted than one might expect though. She’s scared of failure, of the mere idea that she’s doing all of this for nothing. If anyone brings up the mere idea of it, she’ll go:

“Yeah I know it’s fucking possible that she’s already dead. I know it’s fucking possible that all I’m doing is making things worse, but I have my problems and you have yours now why don’t you just fuck off about it!”Yet, despite her bravado  she knows that if fails that her entire purpose, or what she believes that purpose to be, will be over. She had promised her mother that she’d take care of her sisters and on that front she already failed once in regards to Sapphire, she can’t fail again. Emerald doesn’t want to confront the reality that may follow her baby sister’s death because she’s genuinely terrified what will happen if she fails again.Then there’s the whole thing where she’s scared of doctors which will make her immediately attack them if they come near her with any sort of device. Which considering her experience with them is warranted. Modern Medical Doctors have to sedate her or somehow convinced her they’re not going to hurt her while she’s trying to make them into red paste on the wall

When she scared, she’s get’s quiet and she starts to back up, growling lowly under her breath. Her body is in a defensive fighting position and there’s a slight waver in her voice. Then if approached she’ll probably attack the person no matter who they are. It’s similar to that of a wild animal and it was the only way she was able to survive in the Facilities. 

49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them?

Emerald has an orange scarf that’s wrapped tightly around her bicep.  The scarf is usually not seen by anyone because it’s beneath her leather jacket and her shirt, hidden from anyone who’d want to ask her why she has it. She only takes it off when she takes off her Leather jacket, but even then it’s hidden beneath the folded garment.Emerald’s also a bit attached to her leather jacket since it’s been the main piece of clothing she’s worn throughout her journey that has somehow escaped most wear and tear of her battles. Then there’s the fact she keeps a few photographs in one of its inner pockets the one closest to her her heart for safe keeping of course.

For reference, Emerald’s is a bit of a sentimentalist even if she refuses to admit it. 

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12. What is their favourite food? 

I’m pretty sure the answer to that would be “most meat” but to try to narrow it down, Emerald prefers things that have horns than things without. Elk, Moose and Deer are all her personal favorites because not only do they taste good but they provide a challenge before being killed. There’s variants of them on Terras Secundus and Animus as well which allows her to hunt to her heart’s content. 16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it?

“I try to keep every bullet I’ve been shot with and put it on a sort of necklace thing in my bag. I just keep them for bragging rights honestly.” 

17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? Emerald isn’t big on photos, the only time she ever takes pictures is mission related, otherwise she has no interest in them. That said,  if she does so happen to have a Camera when she’s having a good time with a loved one, she might be inclined to snap a photo.Memories are very important to her after all. 

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34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body? 

Emerald’s 6′3 and she’s built like someone who fights, she has  6 pack of abs and her muscles are clearly defined. She works hard keeping this up and even with her enhanced strength, clearly her own hard work and determination have something to do with how ripped she is.As for how she feels about her body…

“I love the way I look, shit, do you see my arms? You know I knocked a guy out one time just by flexing, ya can’t pay for that sort of thumbs up.” 

35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? She actually has quite an ear for music, though she doesn’t like to admit it. Her parents enrolled her in lessons as a kid to try reign back in some of that energy of hers.  Believe it or not she’s decent at Piano and she’s not a bad dancer etheir.Not amazing, she’d never get any awards or play any concerts, but it’s something she likes to secretly enjoy. Not that she’d ever admit it but you may catch her humming along with a sonata or singing along with a song on the radio. To her it’s a guilty pleasure since she’s rather insecure about being too “feelsy”  That and she’ll punch you if you mention it. 36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing?

Like I mentioned above, she’s actually decent at music pursuits but doesn’t active pursue them as a hobby only occasion bouts of it. Emerald can sing, on her planet most of the Lupus Anima can sing in some capacity and she’s no different. Though she isn’t the musical one in the family she can at the very least sing decently.  She’s big on swimming, running, boxing and working out. She’s big on physical fitness and other than her enhanced abilities she’s great at it. 

37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction?When Emerald has time, she will read, but she likes to take her time with books to enjoy them longer. Even if someone tells her to read faster, she won’t because she thinks it’s important to just sit there and enjoy time off. As for what she likes, well:

“Not big on poetry, too flowery for me. I like reading stuff about the ocean or about real people or their lives. I’ll read fiction too but I try not to indulge in escapism too much, it makes me lose sight of my goals.” 

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Super detailed questions about your OCs

1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything? 2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them? 3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? 4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? 5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults? 6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate? 7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood? 8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals? 9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals? 10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect? 11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies? 12. What is their favourite food? 13. What is their least favourite food? 14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal? 15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking? 16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it? 17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos? 18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else 19. What’s their least favourite genres? 20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they’re favourite song comes? 21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper? 22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back? 23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces? 24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress? 25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves? 26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? 27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad? 28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared? 29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? 30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out? 31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing? 32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like? 33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties? 34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body? 35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? 36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing? 37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction? 38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had? 39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging? 40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert? 41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship? 42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition? 43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people? 44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? 45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves? 46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves? 47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event? 48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn’t want to go but were dragged along by a friend? 49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them? 50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?

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lyth and emerald y'all.

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Who is the most affectionate? They’re both pretty equally affectionate but Emerald is more likely to hug Lyth at random. 

Big spoon/Little spoon? Emerald is the big spoon and Lyth is the little spoon, even though they do switch out. 

Most common argument? Normally about each other’s physical health or lack of communication between the two.  It’s what happens when you put two headstrong women together. 

Favorite non-sexual activity? Snuggling, sparring and making food together. 

Who is most likely to carry the other? Emerald will pick Lyth up and carry her everywhere. Lyth hates it, Emerald loves doing it. 

What is their favorite feature of their partner’s? Lyth favors Emerald’s Jawline and hair. Emerald just loves…all of Lyth really.  

What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other? Emerald: “I’m going to go sleep in my cave more to avoid my feelings!” Lyth: “I’m going to go invest my time in baking to avoid thinking about how I‘m into you now!” 

Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate? Emerald’s Nicknames for Lyth: Snowflake (because she thinks she’s as pretty as snow) Lythie and if she’s feeling particularly mischievous, Scale Tits. Lyth’s Nickname’s for Emerald: Fire Flower (because of her hair) and Liebling. 

Who worries the most? Both.  They don’t act like they are, but they both worry about the other and want them to be happy. 

Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant? Lyth, she knows all the food Emerald likes. 

Who tops? Both but Lyth initiates more so she’s “Winning” 

Who initiates kisses? Emerald.

Who reaches for the other’s hand first?  Emerald. 

Who kisses the hardest? Lyth, she’s very enthusiastic when Emerald get’s home from missions. 

Who wakes up first? Lyth because she has to open up the Bakery.

Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer? Emerald because she hates mornings. 

Who says I love you first? Emerald. 

Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch?  Lyth and it’s usually something short and cute like “Enjoy Liebling” 

Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first? Lyth.

What do their family/friends think of their relationship?  They’re cool with it or they don’t really care. 

Who is more likely to start dancing with the other? Lyth 

Who cooks more/who is better at cooking? Lyth

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines? That’s Emerald’s specialty. 

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?  Emerald and she’s probably going to lick her ear too, just to bother her. 

Who needs more assurance? Lyth, but she gets plenty of it. 

What would be their theme song?  Silver Lining by First Aid Kit or I was an Island by Allison Weiss.

Who would sing to their child back to sleep? Lyth because her voice is more suited for that, but on rare occasions the child would request growly voiced Emerald. 

What do they do when they’re away from each other? Lyth tends to put Emerald’s jacket on her pillow and sleep on it and Emerald just sort of sleeps on Lyth’s side of the bed, trying to keep things nice for her. 

one headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart: The fact that there’s a chance that the people who are after Emerald will never stop coming after her, which may lead to her getting recaptured without Lyth being able to find her again or a hostile invasion of Lyth’s world. Which mean’s that there’s a distinct possibility they’ll be separated. 

one headcanon about this OTP that mends it:  Both characters are incredibly strong and formidable, which means there’s a strong chance that’ll never happen.