just as benign as they were ferocious

An indie, semi-selective multi-muse sideblog with ocs inspired by irish mythology. Multi-verse, OC & AU friendly. Please read the rules before interacting. Written by Aine, GMT, They/them

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rhea and cliodhna have been moved to my multimuse @rewriitethestory , morgan is on hiatus until i flesh out her character a little bit more

[mel-ior-ism-a]

rhea and cliodhna have been moved to my multimuse @rewriitethestory , morgan is on hiatus until i flesh out her character a little bit more

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                                       @mel-ior-ism // toronto

                   she’s usually pretty good at disposing of bodies. so when one of those disgusting people she’s put down show up in the news, she can’t help but be scared. tobias taught her how to properly dispose of those bodies, but this man turning up makes her angry. of all the bad he’s done, hearing the news trying to locate his killer makes her sneer. it takes some minimal digging to find out the names of everyone working on the case, with much help from tobias, so when she sees one of the forensic scientists out in public, she knows she has to get close to her somehow.

                   regan gracefully trips and falls, spilling her blended coffee all over the poor girl’s shoes. “oh, shit, i’m so sorry!” she exclaims, doing her best to fake it. “god, i’m so sorry.”

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                  If Clíodhna was honest, and there weren’t many people she could be honest with about this, having visions absolutely sucked. She woke up disorientated and like usual it took her hours to feel settled again plus there were the lovely headaches that occurred both before and after. So when she arrived at the crime scene that morning to find a body that someone had clearly tried to get rid of her bad mood only worsened. A body like this meant it would harder to get evidence which would make it more difficult to subtly lead the detectives towards the girl she had seen. 

                  She barely lasts an hour before deciding to go out and get a coffee, which she realised may not have been the best decision when a girl crashes into her, spilling coffee. She’s about to shout or complain when she sees who it is, “You?”

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so who's the older twin?

younger twin: we're twins it doesnt matter

older twin: me

[earpwaverly]

I spent years compiling research on the revenants. I did a four-year university degree by correspondence on ancient cultures and languages because I thought that maybe maybe I could break the curse. And you, who’s never tried to be good at anything in life, got to be the special one while I just got to be Waverly.

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cupcakemonwrites:

Nebi gives the girl a weird look for a moment before looking around. “Um… hi? How have you been? It’s been literally months you know,” she said as she looked at her again, a smile on her lips. Please do not be dead.

Clíodhna let out a sigh of relief as the girl went along with what she’d asked, eyes darting around to check that Vince was actually leaving, “Thank you for that, sorry for just springing myself on you like that.”

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isletrapped:

“And you’re sure that you’re okay?” He asked softly, lifting his brows. “I just don’t want you getting hurt when it’s not necessary.”

“I would argue that fighting that guy was necessary but we just made up,” Rhea joked, hoping it would lighten the mood a bit more, “and don’t worry I’m completely fine.”

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true-augurey:

Delphi waved her wand, careful to keep the rhythm in her voice as she cast the charm. It was a complicated form of the Quieting charm and she was rather pleased by the results. 

The First Years along with the rest were silent. Technically she wasn’t even supposed to be here but her mother was headmistress and she had made a few friends who looked the other way. So far. 

“Uh-huh,” she offered, as she wasn’t one to take orders but she did sense real distress from the girl. “They are really a wild bunch, eleven year-olds. My eardrums are shattered.”

Rhea released a sigh of relief as the room fell quiet, normally the younger students didn’t bother her. In fact she usually encouraged their antics much to the annoyance of the headboy and girl but the past couple nights she had been losing her patience.

“Thanks,” she said, managing to muster a small smile in the direction of the other girl, “I probably had another five minutes before I shouted at them or stormed out of here. Maybe both, who knows?”

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current npc’s for rhea

Brogan Ó Faoláin - Father - The only human in his family, Brogan first thought his girlfriend was playing a joke when she first admitted her family were Faoladh after dating for a year. Now married with kids and working as the Deputy Head for his children’s school he finds himself acting as the voice of reason amongst the family.

Ronan Ó Faoláin - Twin Brother - Like a lot of twins Rhea and Ronan were indescribably close, having shared a room until their older brother Steve moved out. The two even learnt ISL as a means to communicate with few people understanding them. When Rhea moved to Canada for college Ronan left for Edinburgh to study history, he currently works at an auction house as a specialist in identifying and authenticating auction pieces. The pair FaceTime each other every Friday for lunch to talk about everything that’s going on in their lives. 

Walter Monroe - Roommate - Rhea met him during their first semester at college both working towards a major in theatre studies. They remained friends after she changed her major, with Monroe eventually confessing his nature as a fire witch (ik perfect gif is perfect i’m so proud) in return Rhea told him about her family. After graduation, the pair moved to Toronto and have been living together ever since. He is currently in rehearsals for a production of Hamlet where he plays Horatio.

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isletrapped:

“That wasn’t what I would usually call under control.” He huffed out a sigh, glancing over her just to make sure that she definitely wasn’t hurt. “Sorry.”

Rhea sighed, it was always hard to keep arguing with someone when they apologised to you, “No I’m sorry, you were just trying to help I shouldn’t have bit your head off.”

[rpmemestbh]

Drinking starters

as requested by @ambitionbled (it won’t let me tag you, sorry!)

CONCERN.

❝How much have you had to drink?❞

❝You could have fucking alcohol poisoning!❞  

❝Easy, there. Try to sit up.❞

❝I think I might’ve overdone it on the alcohol…❞

❝We’ve got to go get your stomach pumped.❞

❝I thought you said you were clean!❞

❝Yes, it is a big deal.❞

❝Let me drive you home.❞

❝You are NOT driving like this!❞

❝You are gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.❞

❝Drinking until you puke is not normal.❞

DRUNK.

❝Is this real life?❞ 

❝I want to go to sleep but I can’t find any sheep.❞

❝How do you show fish affection?❞

❝Taco Bell is open 24 hours, right?❞

❝Tequila is not my friend? YOU’RE not my friend.❞

❝Drunk I am not.❞

-glasses on head- ❝Where did I put my glasses?❞

❝How do I tell my parents I’m a mermaid?❞ 

❝I’m not even tired.❞

❝I should call my ex.❞

❝I’m not drunk enough for this.❞

❝Does playing Mario Kart drunk count as drunk driving?❞

-hugging the floor- ❝I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞

❝Can we go out for fried chicken?❞

ANGST.

❝What’s the fucking point anymore?❞

❝Screw recovery. I want a drink.❞

❝I’m too sober for this shit.❞ 

❝I don’t give a shit what you think.❞

❝I seriously don’t feel too good.❞

❝I didn’t even have that much to drink.❞

❝Will you stop fucking interrogating me?❞

❝I can drive. I’m fine.❞

❝There’s a reason I drink so much.❞

❝You’re the reason I drink so much.❞

❝I’m only happy when I’m drunk.❞

FLUFF/FUN.

❝You’re cute, you know that?❞ 

❝You wanna get wasted?❞

❝I’m bar-hopping tonight, wanna come?❞

❝What are you drinking, and why aren’t you sharing?❞

❝I’m having a party for two.❞

❝You’re so hot.❞

❝I’m usually too chicken-shit to say this, but…I really like you.❞

❝I don’t want to kiss you with your alcohol breath.❞

*kisses on forehead*

*kisses on cheek*

*kisses on lips*

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unearthlyxones:

While Elayah was a sociable person, she wasn’t used to strangers approaching her in the manner this girl had and it took her by surprise.

‘We do?’ she asked. But as the surprise began to fade and she got a chance to really look at the girl she stared a little more than was polite. Were those…scales?

Being the kind of person others might describe as proper, Elayah quickly tried to disguise the fact that she had been staring, though it was obvious she had been. She gave the girl a gentle smile, both an apology and an indication that she was accepting the proposal to talk.

Morgan tried to resist the urge to hide her scales as she caught the other woman staring, a reflex she had developed from when she was younger, but for this conversation, they might actually help move things along.

She returned the smile as she gave the signal to continue the conversation glad she hadn’t been shrugged off as some weird stranger. “Well, you see, I saw you. When you touched the water I mean,” as she spoke, Morgan couldn’t help but wonder if she should have prepared what she was going to say before coming here.

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[persephonememes]

sentence prompts ➝ the perks of being a wallflower

❛ We accept the love we think we deserve. ❜

❛ So, this is my life. ❜

❛ I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be. ❜

❛ Things change. And friends leave. ❜

❛ Life doesn’t stop for anybody. ❜

❛ And in that moment, I swear we were infinite. ❜

❛ I would die for you. But I won’t live for you. ❜

❛ I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. ❜

❛ Even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. ❜

❛ And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have. ❜

❛ I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other. ❜

❛ It’s strange because sometimes, I read a book, and I think I am the people in the book. ❜

❛ I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. ❜

❛ That’s why I’m trying not to think. ❜

❛ I just want it all to stop spinning. ❜

❛ This moment will just be another story someday. ❜

❛ Enjoy it. Because it’s happening. ❜

❛ And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. ❜

❛ Maybe it’s sad that these are now memories. ❜

❛ And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad. ❜

❛ It’s just hard to see a friend hurt this much. Especially when you can’t do anything except ‘be there.’ ❜

❛ Standing on the fringes of life… offers a unique perspective. ❜

❛ If you care about somebody, you should want them to be happy. ❜

❛ I was looking at the photographs and I started thinking that there was a time when these weren’t memories. ❜

❛ People who try to control situations all the time are afraid that if they don’t, nothing will work out the way they want. ❜

[trauma-blog]

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open starter for clíodhna

There was something about the most recent crime scene that had been eating away at Clíodhna since the ME had mentioned the body was moved and the only thing that she could think of to find an answer was to follow where her instincts took her.

After half an hour or so of walking she stops and frowns, “An empty parking lot? Really? Could this be more full of bad horror movie cliches.” she asked aloud, looking for a sign that this was definitely the place she was meant to be looking.

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@isletrapped​ // continued

“I wasn’t going to get hurt, I had the whole situation under control,” she insisted, taking a step back as he did the same, annoyed that trying to defend herself was making her sound like a petulant child.