“ HVBRIS ”

Multimuse RP blog - Highly selective & low activity - follows back from sinruby

[hvbris]

𝐇𝐕𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐒 - Independant, private, mutuals only and selective multimuse RP blog written by Chloe. (sideblog, follows from sinruby) With OCs and canon muses from The Hunger Games, The Silence of the Lambs, A Series of Unfortunate Events, X-files, .... read my rules before following!!!!!

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[luke-thompsons]

Alexa Demie as Maddy Perez in Euphoria (2019—) S03 | E02

[omniishambles]

@hvbris // & MARIANNE

Why humans still insisted he had some malicious intent, he couldn't fathom. Although...she wasn't strictly human, was she? Not really. The ebb and flow of human emotions moved through her, connected her to the land, but she wasn't one of its citizens.

Not quite.

He watched silently for a moment as she tended to the dead. It was rare that he was seen. Someone like her, however, existed outside the realms of reality just as he did.

"Non." Was the simple reply. He didn't tire. He didn't grow weary, or bored. He did what he had to do. "Et c'est le seul moment où l'on a besoin de moi. Pourquoi devrais-je arriver avant?"

Death was the only true neutral party in the universe. The living came from the void, and when their time was done, he returned them there. That was all there was to it. It didn't matter to him how long or short that time was, as it wasn't his concern. He was simply the ferryman. The gateway. The transition from plane of existence to another.

"Ils ont fait leur choix, tout comme leurs meurtriers. Cela n'a rien à voir avec moi."

[hvbris]

𝐙𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐇 & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 @omniishambles

"N'êtes vous pas curieux? Ne vous demandez-vous jamais pourquoi les hommes meurent? Quelle passion les habite?" Marianne brushed the cheek of one of the insurgents, he could not be older than eighteen. "Leur choix importe. Ces hommes sont mort pour quelque chose de plus grand qu'eux." Where were his parents, she thought as she stood back up. Did they know their son was here? That he had died for freedom?

"Vous vous croyez séparé de ce qui habite les hommes et les femmes que vous cueuillez. Pourtant, ils meurent pour des idées." She eyes him. "N'êtes vous pas une idée? Comme moi. La vie. La mort. L'amour. La libérté. Le pouvoir. Vous faites parti de tout cela. Vous prenez, mais vous ne restez jamais assez longtemps pour voir la vie."

She sighed. Her heart ached. "Je suppose que nous sommes victimes de nos natures. Vous êtes la mort, pas la vie." And so, why should he care? But she cared. She loved her people as if they were her children. And each loss cut a deep wound inside her chest. "Donnez-moi au moins le temps de me recueuillir."

[senatus-romanus]

The chance of revenge had not really crossed his mind until he had figured out who it was amongst the captured peoples. The modern people of course far too young to have had any influence over what had happened to him and his people, the spark that had Romans free themselves with iron rather than gold. But the one amongst them who would know, who would remember now deserved to learn a valuable lesson. Rome would not relent.

She greeted him and Romulus busied himself seemingly uncaringly removing his bracers from his wrists. Leaving her in silence, unaddressed while he did so. Blood on his face and staining his armour. Someone had fallen to the wolf of Rome not too long ago.

"Non opus est mihi gloriari de victoria," he washed his hands in a water basin, his shoulder to her and not his back, he wasn't a fool. "Hic adsum pro tua deditione, delicata parva flos." Expectant and certian of himself, he was not offering options.

[hvbris]

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐔𝐒 & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 @senatus-romanus

"Deditionem meam?" she repeated dryly, her chin held high despite the suffocating weight of the General's aura, pressing down on her neck. "Non satis est victoria? Nonne me satis humiliasti?"

Delicate little flower. The nickname was enough of an answer -he wished to humiliate her more. "Multa sum, sed delicatus flos non est unus ex illis. Permitte me tibi ostendere." And with that, Marianne grabbed the chair next to her and threw it, hard, against the ground.

There was no doubt that Rome would not allow for the destruction of his tent, that he would stop her before she could do any proper damage. But Marianne was angry, and hell had no fury like a woman scorned. So, she grabbed a statue, held it up, and spat: "Iterum me delicatum voca, Brutum."

[hvbris]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒

tagged by nobody 😎 tagging @omniishambles (Leah), @multipleoccupancy (Andrea & Theo), @cbitus, @moonoflego (Leia), @wraekage,, @senatus-romanus, @admiraltyspride

[moonoflego]

I AM CREATION , BOTH HAUNTED AND HOLY . MADE IN GLORY .

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[nixscriptum]

[cbitus]

@hvbris

[tatooineknights]

THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK (1980) Dir. Irvin Kershner

[hvbris]

“Are you… are you laughing at me?” / the horned one

𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐄 @cbitus

"Does it matter?"

The Horned One cocked an eyebrow at Amelia, watching her with amusement -not unlike one would watch a particularly entertaining pet. "What will you do about it, I wonder? Hmm?"

He waited, almost expectant, though they perhaps both knew that He could break all the bones in her body with just a snap of His fingers. "Don't be so sensitive, sweetheart. And don't take it too personally. All humans are funny, to me."

[hvbris]

"Do you love me?" ( kit to olaf! )

𝐊𝐈𝐓 & 𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐅 @multiesmuses

"Why would you ask that?"

He hadn't meant to sound so defensive. But Olaf had never been very good with feelings. Women? He was good with. Or so he thought, at least. He had certainly accumulated enough conquests to feel smug about it. But love was another beast entirely.

"I thought it was obvious. What more do you want? Should I write you a song, maybe? Or a poem?" He scoffed. "I can recite Romeo and Juliet for you." The irony in his voice was not enough to hide the fact that, perhaps, if she asked, he would do these things for her.

[hvbris]

"why can't you look me in the eyes?" (forcenexus for padme - probably after he's been focusing on his jedi duties and after he decided not to marry her.)

𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍 & 𝐏𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐄 @forcenexus

"I am simply behaving according to proper etiquette, Master Skywalker," she reminded Anakin. While her voice was polite, it lacked the warmth that had once softened her words. Anakin had made his choice. Padme would always respect it. But she had opened her heart to him on Geonosis, after she had tried so carefully to guard it from him. And after he had proclaimed his love to her so ardently! She was more wounded than she cared to admit.

She wished he had not been assigned to be her bodyguard. She wished she could have avoided him for a few more months, just long enough for it to stop hurting.

"You are my Jedi Protector, nothing more. There is no reason for me to look at you longer than necessary. Besides, I am here on a humanitarian mission, I am busy." She turned away from him and started to check the supplies aboard the ship. "The war leaves many wounded on its path."

[holybagelsstuff]

Luke is so polite. The psychopathic tyrant is trying to lure him into the Dark Side and has ordered him to kill his father but Luke still calls him "Your Highness". Uncle and aunt raised him well 🎀

[hvbris]

@multipleoccupancy

[admiraltyspride]

He would have to trust that she wouldn't use too much force in resisting he and his men, she had to make it look good and he imagined there would be a couple of bruises but nothing that would actually impair him or any of his men for what was to come. She seemed to visibly relax a little more when he reassured her he wasn't going to go looking to hurt civilians and while he nodded they would through stuff at him, he wasn't too convinced it would be only vegetables. With any luck though they would be far enough out of range of anyone with more serious weapons.

She was rightly sceptical of his ability to just grab her and Nelson let out a little laugh and shook his head. "J'aurais bien peur de ne pas avoir beaucoup de chances," of course Nelson only really had one man in mind, the one who most recently was dragged into his various shenanigans out at sea and had mercifully escaped before he had been captured too. "Cependant, l'un de mes capitaines sera capable de le faire de manière convaincante. Je vous assure qu'il est plus gentleman que moi." Hardy of course was the go to and trusted man for the job.

In any case he had not taken offense to her concerns, they were valid and he knew his own limits, though that did not mean he had made every effort to adapt. A bayonet was chosen and Nelson agreed with a nod, "Je peux vous l'obtenir et vous le présenter une fois que nous serons à l'abri et hors de la vue de toute foule." He figured they could take her from the coastal town and ride further up the coast as fast as they could before boarding their ships. Just in sight long enough to be spotted doing so.

[hvbris]

𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎 & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 @admiraltyspride

"Un de vos capitaines?" she repeated, frowning. Marianne's trust, so far, only extended to Horatio. But it was undeniable that he wouldn't be able to grab her and run. So, she had no choice but to take his word for it, and trust that his Captain would indeed play along. "J'espère que vous vous rendez compte que vous m'en demandez beaucoup. Mais je comprends qu'il vous faudra l'aide de votre Capitaine pour me capturer."

"Merci," she said of the bayonet he had agreed to give to her once they were aboard his ship, and away from view. The plan had taken shape -it was reckless and a little bit mad, but it was not a bad plan.

She looked in the distance. The port was still visible from where they were, but it was small and blurry. It would be bustling with people now; sailors, merchants and nobles alike. "Quand voulez-vous mettre notre plan en place? Nous n'avons pas beaucoup de temps. Mon absence finira pas être notée, si nous attendons trop longtemps."

[admiraltyspride]

With the dry confirmation, she had only a smile in return, polite, roguish in its own right but not malicious. While their goals aligned then there wasn't much that Nelson would do to upset her of course but if she wanted to save face, the pair of them had to make compromises to make the capture convincing enough to force Napoleon out onto the waves.

She would make a scene of it of course as they needed to do but Nelson considered her for a moment, "Veuillez vous abstenir de frapper trop fort." He didn't want any of his men getting hurt either. His head was clearly spinning in trying to come up with a means to make the capture convincing, somewhat dignified but fast and effective too. He didn't want an angry French mob of civilians coming after him to save her. He of course was not looking to harm the French people if they were not in uniform and actively trying to invade his home or kill his men. They would not understand that it was a rouse though and he had to be prepared for that. Maybe a minimal crew would be best for the opreration.

"Je ne voudrais pas blesser des civils," he tried to reassure her in any case though he would of course defend himself if he had to. "Seriez-vous très offensé si vous étiez physiquement emporté ?" He expected she would be but that would sell it all the more right? If they were too respectful of her then Napoleon might become suspicious.

He tried there to think of a way to quell too much insult and quickly followed up with "Quelle est votre arme de prédilection ? Nous pouvons vous la fournir une fois que vous serez à bord."

[hvbris]

𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎 & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 @admiraltyspride

"Je n'aurais pas besoin de recourir à de la réelle violence pour vendre notre petite illusion," she assured him, secretly flattered that he was worried about her hurting him or one of his men. "Ne vous inquiétez pas."

Relieved when he told her that he was not planning on harming civilians, Marianne relaxed a little bit. "Je doute qu'ils vous donnent des raisons de le faire, mais je pense qu'il est sage de s'attendre à ce qu'ils jettent des choses en votre direction. Juste des légumes, si vous avez de la chance." And if he was not lucky, it would probably be rocks.

She raised her eyebrows. So, he was planning on grabbing her? But he only had one arm left, despite his skillful disguise. How would that work? "Je serais relativement offensée," she offered sincerely in reponse, "mais je comprend que c'est une façon efficace de me capturer. Cependant, je ne peux m'empêcher de me demander comment vous comptez m'emporter physiquement? Sans vouloir vous vexer."

His question did seem to please her. "J'ai beaucoup d'armes de prédilection. Mais un mousquet avec une baïonnette fera parfaitement l'affaire."

[admiraltyspride]

Well he thought that was about to go down like a rock when she appeared almost mortified at the idea of suggesting she pretend to be captured by him. She shifted in the same way she had in the cell and Nelson really did hope she was not about to push him into the sea. He watched her though, a little wary still just in case that became an option for her yet she calmed down again and gave her honest opinion of the idea. He cracked a smile, relieved!

"Vous comprenez maintenant ce que ressentent mes compatriotes lorsque je fais des suggestions." Mad plans but they worked for the most part anyway and so far to his every success. "Nous pouvons bien sûr en faire tout un spectacle. Je ne voudrais pas que quelqu'un pense que vous êtes venu calmement."

A pause and Nelson considered how to go about that carefully too. She would be furious if they killed any of her protectors in her capture and he would equally be furious if his men died for a rouse. "Nous devrions le rendre très convaincant mais sans sacrifier de main-d'œuvre de part et d'autre." As far as Nelson was concerned, any disarmed Frenchman was better than an armed one as the war dragged on but he knew to protect his men, he had to accept he'd have to protect hers too.

[hvbris]

𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎 & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 @admiraltyspride

Marianne cocked an eyebrow a Horatio, lips pinched. "Oui, je comprends un peu mieux ce qu'ils ressentent," she conceded dryly. It was certainly a mad plan -one she found insulting, too. But it was also a good plan. "Ne vous inquiétez pas, je ferais en sorte que personne ne puisse penser celà. Je ne me rendrais jamais calmement. Même pour une fausse capture."

Not only did she not want people to learn of her scheming, but she was also too proud to accept anything but a violent capture. She was France. She was not about to surrender peacefully, no matter the context.

Horatio pointed out that they would have to make sure no one got hurt, on either side. No englishmen and no frenchmen. Marianne nodded. As long as they were allies, she would have to worry about both her men and his. And while she certainly disliked having to protect the enemy, she was a woman of her word. "Si vous me capturez au port, devant tout le monde, cela fera assez de bruit pour que la nouvelle de ma capture arrive rapidement aux oreilles de Napoléon. Et comme cela, ni vos hommes ni les miens n'auront l'opportunité de se battre, au milieu de la foule."

She eyed him. "Mais le peuple de France connait mon visage, les gens pourraient éssayer de venir à mon secour. Il faudra que l'affaire soit bruyante, mais rapide. Je refuse que des innocents soient blessés."

[bo-kryzze]

PADMÉ AMIDALA Star Wars: Episode II - Attack of the Clones (2002)

[admiraltyspride]

Well there was at least that devotion in her, he didn't doubt it for one moment either. Marianne belonged to the French people not it's governance and he respected that. He might not have fully comprehended how her kind worked but he was reassured they could not be bought by those who sought power. "Ils ont beaucoup de chance de vous avoir."

He didn't budge when she sat down next to him on the wall, he thought it was most casual and in truth he doubted that she would take any offense to it. He did glance at the hat box quickly, unable to stop himself but he was listening too, Napoleon's weakness was pride and while neither of them could be sure that he would meet him on the waves, Nelson at least knew if he could humiliate Napoleon it might be enough to turn the tides against him elsewhere should he fail in what he was sure would be his last chance. His heels kicked absently and gently at the sea wall.

She looked back to him again at his question and he could see and sense the bitterness in her tone, Napoleon had insulted her, he was so bold as to believe possibly even spat in her face for his disregard of her wishes. She worked out his plan and Nelson answered with an honest, "Oui." He returned to pondering again and looked out towards the fort on the coast, he'd dealt with worse but Copenhagen had been a vicious battle, his hardest in fact. So he thought what it would take to lure him onto land to fight.

His blue eye slowly turned to look at her as an idea hatched in his head. "Comment vous sentiriez-vous à l'idée de faire semblant d'être capturé?" Cheeky again perhaps but she had to see at least part of his plan. If pride was Napoleon's weakness then losing France herself to Nelson would surely be enough to force the man to face him, if nothing else to bring Marianne back to him.

[hvbris]

𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎 & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐄 @admiraltyspride

"Merci." Marianne smiled softly, touched by Horatio's comment. Her smile, however, faded not too long after, replaced by a frown. "Capturée?" she repeated, her voice a little bit too high-pitched for it to bode well.

"Par vous?"

For a second, it looked like she was going to take offence, perhaps even get mad like she had back at the prison. Her eyes shone bright, her lips were pursed. Captured! By an Englishman, of all people! The audacity of that admiral was baffling. What a boor, what a...-

But Marianne's anger softened before the storm could truly explode. She spoke of pride, and how it was the downfall of men -and yet had she not just been prideful? Her fake capture would certainly lure Napoleon to sea. Not only that, but it would expertly hide her participation in this scheme.

"Je déteste votre idée," she said before anything else. "Mais je dois reconnaître qu'elle est ingénieuse. Napoléon ne pourra pas rester sur terre, si il sait que j'ai été capturée." Her ego would be bruised. But it was only a small sacrifice, for the good of her people. And was it all that mattered? Their plan had to be succesful. Napoleon had to die "Il sera aussi plus aisé pour moi d'être à bord de votre navire, en ces circonstances. On ne pourra m'accuser d'avoir conspirer avec l'ennemi."