𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐃

private rp blog written by C.

[ofnightcourts]

private rp blog written by 𝐂 for 𝖋𝖆𝖊𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖋𝖒. home to 𝚁𝙷𝙰𝙴𝚈𝙰 𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚁 - ʜɪɢʜ ʟᴀᴅʏ 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ , and 𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚂 𝚅𝙾𝙷𝙻 - ɪʟʟʏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛ.

𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 / ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ - ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ - ᴠɪꜱᴀɢᴇ - ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 / ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ - ᴍᴜꜱɪɴɢꜱ - ᴠɪꜱᴀɢᴇ - ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ

* ᵗʰʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵗʳᵃᶜᵏᵉʳ

[heightstm]

iggy sits while he does his check-up, trying not to giggle while he dotes on her but a startled laugh escapes her at that idea. as if it were even possible ! he'd used to hoist her up on his back — carrying her during especially long travels when she'd been much scrawnier. her wings really hadn't grown much since then. ❝  depends ! has old age caught up with you yet ?  ❞

it was nice having her dad around. he always had a level head and open arms waiting for her whenever she felt especially down. it was like he had a sixth sense for whenever she needed him. which was to say: all the time.

❝  don't know what my new record is, but not to brag — i do this daily. not the falling, thanks. the flying. please hold your applause, papa. ❞ she holds a palm to her head. ❝  i can't think over how proud you are of me.  ❞

[ofnightcourts]

" unfortunately, i think it has, " elias says thoughtfully, in regards to her question about his age. he can't help but notice the way he gets tired quickly - no matter the exercise - or how he can't tell when someone is sneaking up on him any longer. though, at the orphanage, it isn't too much to worry about. if he'd still been a war general then iggy might have some strongly worded thoughts for him. thankfully, he can rest now, even in his old age.

" one day you're going to have to fly me around, what do you think about that ? " he grins, nudging her gently. he can't see that ever happening, even if he's shriveled up like a prune. but the thought is still a fun one, and he wiggles his eyebrows at her jokingly.

" so proud, you've no idea, " he replies, and that much is not a joke. he's certain she knows just how much he loves her, and how she can find a leaf off the floor and he would still frame it in his home.

" wanna fly ? promise i won't drop you, " he smiles, wings already unfolding in anticipation.

[heightstm]

𝐈𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐀 + 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 ( closed starter for @ofnightcourts )

❝  oh no. nononono  —  ❞ iggy falls to the ground in a magnificent tumble of dust , an embarrassingly amateur land for the emissary. landing is typically a more graceful affair for the careful fey but childish zeal overrides practiced form.  not simply one of her daily attempts to raise her flying stamina , she wanted to show elias her improvement since he'd last seen her. she'd been especially motivated by the Illyrians that creeped around velaris. they were horrifically bulk , making her own wingspan look like chicken wings.

iphigenia sits up, with a sheepish grin. ❝  tell me that didn’t look as bad as it felt.  ❞ 

[ofnightcourts]

elias is full of pride as he watches iphigenia in the sky. there is always that same feeling that swells in his heart when he watches her grow and learn, reaching heights higher and further than he'd ever imagined for her. it is love, that much is clear, and he's certain that it shows on his face as he grins at her.

" it was quite impressive, " he says with a laugh, jogging to her side just to make sure she's alright. he is doting, and he checks her head and her wings for any sign of injury - fussing. " you think you could beat me in a race ? " he asks, though he is mostly teasing.

elias offers her a hand to help her up, still grinning to himself at her fall. " what's the longest you've been in the air ? "

[ofnightcourts]

[ CHOICE ]  receiver has to choose between sparing their own life or the sender’s . —from somnus to rhaeya bc i love suffering

rhaeya is on her knees, every inch of her is shaking as she takes in ragged breaths. her eyes are trained on the floor in front of her because she can't bear the sight of anything else. terror pulses through her in waves, shackling her to the ground despite her attempts to get up from the floor.

she is powerless, defenseless, useless under the scrutiny of amarantha's presence.

her heart is pounding hard in her ears, she can't hear, can't focus, can't understand what could possibly be happening. how had prythian fallen to her reign again ?

" i'm speaking to you, " amarantha says, her voice cutting through the fog of rhaeya's mind. she blinks once, inhaling a sharp breath as she looks up at her captor. somnus is at her feet, completely unconscious. tears spring to her eyes at the sight of him, and her thoughts jump from her father to the love of her life. no, no, she can't lose both. " so what it'll be ? " amarantha's foot presses hard against somnus' arm, and rhaeya lurches forward, desperate.

" stop ! please, " she heaves. " me ! it's me you want ! please, " she cries. somnus will never forgive her for this, but she will not be able to go on if it is him. amarantha's smile is wicked as she looks down her nose at rhaeya, and she has never felt so small in her life. she watches as the witch raises her hand, and then it comes down in a flash of light.

rhaeya's eyes snap open and she's inside her home. somnus is sleeping soundly next to her. her body is still shaking from the nightmare, and she presses closer to him, hands gripping hard onto the only anchor of humanity she has left.

[pedrohub]

Pedro Pascal as Joel Miller THE LAST OF US (1.01) | WHEN YOU’RE LOST IN THE DARKNESS

[ofnightcourts]

what is your muses biggest fear?

elias' biggest fear would be to end up alone in the world. he really prioritizes the connections he's made with the people in his life, so having relationships ( no matter the connection ) is really important for him. so much so that i think he would probably crumble to dust without them. :-)

rhaeya's biggest fear is letting down her people. she's worked hard to earn their trust and to earn their love, to have it all taken away from her would be the biggest loss she could possibly suffer. she's already very young, and her father was very loved, so to have all her hard work thrown in the gutter would be horrible for her !

[ofnightcourts]

who are your muses favourite people?

rhaeya's favourite person in the whole entire world is, of course, her darling husband somnus. she also loves althea, sabina, her father, and aran !

elias' favourite person is his sweet dawter iggy ! ares is also a fav of his, layla and devmir too !

[ofnightcourts]

what would your muses do if they didn’t have their current job?

for elias , i think he would be a great guidance counsellor, LMFAO. he does a good job leading people ( no matter if it's warrior illyrians or tiny children ) , and he's got a good head on his shoulders, knows where he's going in life, what he wants, etc. so i think it'd be a good line of work for him since he also enjoys helping people find their own way, cause he'd been lost for a long time too !

for rhaeya , she'd probably excel in the emissary position. she's good at talking to people and she's grown up around politics all her life, so it would be something that would come as second nature to her !

[ohisms]

↪     𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺  .    (   a  collection  of  dire / urgent situation  sentence  &  action  starters .   adjust  phrasing  +  ʳᵉᵛᵉʳˢᵉ  as  necessary .   )

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :

hide .   hide now .

shh !!  there’s somebody in the house .

i’m not gonna hurt you !  see ?  look ,  i’m putting down the  [ weapon ] .

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?!

you’re being followed ,  pretend you know me .

stop , stop !  just put the  [ weapon ]  down !

drive ,  just drive fast !

you seriously think i could’ve done this ?

can you walk ?  i need you to walk for me ,  okay ?

let me handle it ,  just go !

what was your plan ??  you could’ve gotten yourself killed !

you’re just going to leave me here ?!

[ name ] ,  can you hear me ?  get out of there !

you knew and you didn’t tell me ?!

don’t you know how dangerous this is ?

you’re not going to shoot me .

move and you die .

i’m gonna come back for you ,  do you hear me ?

we have to stop the bleeding .

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

i just want to go home !

don’t move a fucking muscle .

if it weren’t for you ,  we wouldn’t be in this mess .

i almost DIED back there ,  and you’re laughing ?

you’re only making this worse for yourself .

you think this is a joke ?

if i go down ,  i want you to run .

we’re gonna die ,  so what’s the point ?

this was the ONE thing i told you not to do .

i can’t promise we’re going to make it out of here .

where’s your first - aid kit ?!

just calm down and find your phone ,  we need to call the police .

someone’s been stalking me .

just listen to me for once !

i didn’t think you had it in you .

put the gun down ,  and kick it over here .

we can’t stick around here ,  let’s go .

kiss me before we die .

do whatever you need to do ,  hurry .

i can’t breathe ,  i can’t -

please ,  please  -  let me in ,  there’s someone -

i’m gonna give you one last chance .

you have to believe me ,  i didn’t do this !

run ,  and don’t look back .

this is real ,  i’m real .  look at me .

take this .  it’ll keep you safe .

follow my instructions very closely .

put your hands where i can see them .

you can’t just let me die !

i think  …  i think i need a doctor .

we need to get out of here ,  come on .

no ,  this isn’t it .  we’re getting you out of this .

you panicking is not going to help us right now .

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

[ GETAWAY ]  sender acts as a getaway driver for receiver .

[ MEDIC ]  sender arrives on receiver’s doorstep ,  badly bleeding .

[ HIDE ]  sender and receiver hide from a threat together .

[ HUSH ]  sender clasps a hand over receiver’s mouth to silence them .

[ DRAG ]  sender physically hauls receiver to safety .

[ RIGHTS ]  sender calls receiver from a police precinct .

[ REALITY ]  sender helps receiver through an episode of derealization .

[ SHELTER ]  sender and receiver must find shelter from a storm  .

[ ARMED ]  sender brandishes a  [ gun / knife ]  at receiver .

[ CRASH ]  sender and receiver survive a  [ car / bike ]  crash together .

[ SEARCH ]  sender barges into the hospital demanding to see receiver .

[ BACKUP ]   sender calls receiver panicking after committing a crime .

[ CORNERED ]  sender menacingly backs receiver into a corner .

[ UNEXPECTED ]  receiver comes home to find sender already inside .

[ BREATHE ]  sender helps receiver get through a panic attack .

[ BADGE ]  sender and receiver flee from the cops together .

[ STRANDED ]  sender and receiver become stranded in the woods .

[ EMBRACE ]  sender kisses receiver thinking it’ll be the last time .

[ STRANGER ]  sender can’t remember who receiver is after an injury .

[ TOKEN ]  sender gives receiver a lucky charm before they go into battle .

[ CHOICE ]  receiver has to choose between sparing their own life or the sender’s .

[rpmemegraveyard]

send me questions you have about my character!

anything and everything. favorites. thoughts on people, on events. what they would do in a certain situation. how things would be different if something had/hadn’t happened. simple questions, complex questions. have at it!

[nightfvll-deactivated20230808]

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, the old saying goes, and the reason was clear to all, safety is something of the past or more like the reality midgard is living through as they all made small chat, toasted with champagne flutes to the belief of security and plagued by dance for stints of time. all such a freight to all in attendance, visions by banshees of death are soon to follow. he had missed the spectacle of the seers, people are NOT social experiments for him to observe in such a way, and yet that was how he viewed most things, a scientific method. the sight of the high lady's face took him aback, Rhaeya was different from the woman he had greeted a couple hours ago, drawing a crease in his brows. allowing his mind to catch up with him.

❝ lady Rhaeya, ❞ finnick rejoined, hands clasping in front of his person to compose himself, stand a little straighter. the drapery of shadows seen out of the corner of his eye, brought his attention momentarily to the floor making sure he wasn't stepping on her gown. ❝ where does one begin in a situation such as this? ❞ refusal to elaborate with his hands, instead his eyes just met hers and held them. ❝ first of all, let's get you something to drink, ❞ he lightly extended out his hand for her despite the heat that flared from his palm outwardly, the need to take care of her like he would his own siblings and inner circle, this wasn't the place for two high lords to spill the metaphoric tea. he could see she needed a moment away from her adoring audience with many questions flowing over their own voices. ❝ althea, ❞ he repeated his sister's name, he jerked forwards as if he was about to forget this conversation entirely to check on his sister but he had to do his duties before he could see her. he'd send the guard as soon as he possibly can. ❝ she'll be alright? ❞ uncertainty darting multi-chrome eyes.

[ofnightcourts]

rhaeya relaxes at finnick's extended kindness and his hand, allowing herself to exhale the breath that she'd been holding. too often does she have to deal with the other high lords, who are not so even tempered as the one in her company now. it makes her forget how good the kind ones can be. she settles drastically, and she's sure he can see it in the way her body relaxes as she presses her hand into his.

" thank you, " she sighs, lifting a hand to press the fly aways of her hair from her face. the night has been so confusing and frustrating for most. she wondered if this was the gods way of toying with her, having all of this happen while in her court. " yes, of course, you know i would never let anything happen to her. " rhaeya smiles earnestly, offering finnick a gentle squeeze of her hand. " i have my best warriors watching over her now, though i do think the rest of the night will be quite uneventful. "

" i've made sure the people of my court are settled. it's important to keep fear away, it will only lead to unfounded panic. so far nothing has happened ... starfall has been a let down, and sabina is exhausted - but there is no danger. " rhaeya shakes her head, suppressing another sigh.

" what of your court ? have you heard these ... rumours ? " she asks, voice dropping to a whisper as she moves the two of them away from the crowd. the darkness that pools at her feet moves quietly around them, shadows crawling ever so slowly to encase them in privacy. " if you need anything from me ... "

[feral-ballad]

Claire C. Holland, from I Am Not Your Final Girl: Poems; “Ginger”

[Text ID: “I got cursed, in every way a / woman can. / You kill yourself, over and over, / to be different.”]

[lifeinpoetry]

“I don’t want to set things on fire anymore. / That’s all. That’s all.”

— Darshana Suresh, from “Birds on a Power Line,” Howling at the Moon

[tragiclike]

to: @ofnightcourts's elias vohl location: the top of a building in the night court

After the end of the migration, members of each court scrambled back to their leaders to discuss their next moves. That included Ares, who had to check on his own spies. It was utter chaos. Luckily, he was extremely knowledgeable in how to navigate through situations like these. His guard was at an all-time high, finding himself more vigilant than before.

It had been some hours since everything had unfolded. After his little flock regrouped, he took to the skies to land at the highest building he could find. There, he found himself looking over at an all too familiar figure at the edge of the building. Ares could recognize those wings anywhere. They mirrored his father's and were an almost identical copy to his own.

"Standing atop a building to watch the stars? Or simply to wait for somebody?" Ares took loud steps toward his brother so as to not frighten him. Sometimes, looking at his brother felt like looking at his own reflection. Only they were complete opposites who took different paths in life. Maybe in another universe, he would have had the chance to be as happy as his brother.

"I never knew you to be so ominous."

[ofnightcourts]

it is a strange feeling, to be back inside the night court after having been gone for so long. everything has changed, and yet it is still the same. elias feels as though he's stuck in time and everyone else is a thousand years ahead of him, but everytime he looks to the sidra, he can only picture his mother - and he's 13 again.

he turns on his feet when he hears someone approaching, and immediately he is grinning at the sound of ares' voice. it is a blessing to see him still in one piece. elias' line of work has changed drastically since the first time they'd met, but ares still sticks true to their illyrian ways. he is a warrior through and through, even now.

" i am actually quite ominous, i'll have you know, " he says, giving a casual shrug of his shoulders. " i skulk on top of buildings almost every day. very good past time, " he nods. elias makes his way over to ares and opens his arms, ever affectionate.

" c'mere. everything good ? "

[tragiclike]

to: @ofnightcourts' rhaeya einar (continued from here!) location: rhaeya & somnus' love cove aka their bedroom

Your feelings are my feelings, he always liked to joke. At the end of the day, her mood would never fail to affect his own. Her nerves had been at an all-time high and they were only heightened to their maximum the moment all of these unfortunate events began to unfold. She was anxious and frightened. Somnus could understand, but they had yet to ever speak since earlier in the night.

As he entered their bedroom, he spotted her tiny figure on the balcony of their room. The wind swept her long locks gracefully against the wind, her dress making her look all the more perfect. Then again in his eyes, Rhaeya was perfection itself. Even in such a distressed state, she looked beautiful as ever. He was sure she sensed his presence the moment he walked in. Nonetheless, he takes silent steps toward her.

"I spoke to the moon," Somnus uttered, the edges of his lips etching into a soft smile. "She was in such disbelief of your beauty that she came out of hiding to see you herself." His hands reached to rest gently against her shoulders, slowly slithering around her body to pull her into an embrace. "You do not have to hide your feelings from me, Rhaeya."

[ofnightcourts]

the smile that comes to life on her face is an automatic reaction from being in somnus' company. it is, she's found, near impossible to not be filled with love and light any time he is near. their connection is so special, she's puzzled over it frequently, her mind always coming to the same conclusion : how could anyone ever live their lives without this ? how had she ever existed before him ? love, always with its borders and boundaries, was now insurmountable.

she presses into him as he pulls her close, and rhaeya's eyes fall shut as she relishes in his embrace. she feels safe here, protected in his arms, surrounded by the life that they've made together.

her laughter is musical, and she spares the moon a quick glance before turning in somnus' arms to face him, her arms wrapping around his neck. " such a way with words, " she grins, reaching up to press a kiss to his chin. " my head is going to be so big i won't be able to carry it around any longer if you keep it up. "

" i know, " she whispers, pressing her cheek against his chest. she closes her eyes again, allowing their hearts to sync together as her nerves calm. such is his effect. " it must be such a burden, to feel what i feel. you had to fall in love with someone with such a huge stress capacity, " she jokes, squeezing him.

" this has never happened before ... it is not the people or the other courts i am afraid of. i have made plenty of allies. but if the gods are angry with us ... " rhaeya can hardly fathom the thought of what suffering they will have to endure. and, mostly, what will happen if they are ripped away from one another. she shudders at images of amarantha's torture - if she has to bear that burden again she may fall apart.

" have you heard anything ? "

[devmir-sari]

Devmir was ready to roll his eyes at the list of reasons that Elias was spewing about him needing to stay sharp and focused with everything going on in their realm right now. He already knew that, it wasn't like Dorian and Aziz hadn't already said as much. His high lady was a little more subtle in her encouragement to get his act together but he knew she thought the same as well. What none of them seemed to grasp is that the only person he'd ever loved and shared that part of his soul with, had been ripped away from him in an ugly and unforgiving way very recently. Was he not entitled to some time to grieve?

But the last reason Elias gave him made Dev tense up a little bit. And because I love you. His dark eyes dropped to look at his feet and he sighed, running a hand through his messy curls. He knew Elias loved him. Hell, the man was the closest thing Devmir had to father and he would have laid down his life for the man if he were asked. Of course he loved him too. But hearing those words from an Illyrian of that age was something that took him by surprise.

"I do not..." He huffed at the mention of how he smelled but he got to his feet anyway and winced in the harsh sunlight as they stepped out into the day. "The lot of you keep acting like I haven't had my entire fucking life taken from me. As if I should just be fine." He finally grumbled after a few moments of silence.

[ofnightcourts]

elias is thankful that devmir listens to him despite the state he's in. he'd been worried for a moment that he'd have to carry him off begrudingly, and everyone knows that hauling away an illyrian is not easy.

" no one expects you to be fine, " elias says gently, giving devmir a gentle pat on the back as he sets forward on their walk. he has a destination in mind, and although it'd be easier to fly there, he's certain that they wouldn't make it at all if they took flight right now. " but we expect some trust. some honesty, " he continues, turning to look at his friend.

" you are not so alone that you must keep this feeling bottled inside, hidden away from the rest of us. we are your support, if you cannot bear it i will bear it with you. if you cannot go on i will carry you, " elias promises, pausing for a moment to stand in front of devmir with a look of sincerity.

" you do not have to be okay, but you must try to do what you can for her. "

[tragiclike]

"Oh, please." Her voice was an easily recognizable one for Althea. They had known each other for many years, although for Rhaeya it would have been a lifetime. She can still remember how small Rhaeya was when they first met. Being a naturally nurturing person, she held a soft spot for little Rhaeya, having reminded her of Finnick's younger days. They managed to maintain their friendship throughout the years, until they eventually became very close friends.

They may have not been from the same parents, but she considered Rhaeya her family. She was more than just that. Her best friend, and the best one she could have ever asked for. Althea turned to face her friend with a smile so large it hurt her cheeks. "I will have you know... I was hoping this could have worked as a good hiding spot from the chaos that will ensue. As always, I trust your judgment."

She happily took her hand, hurrying to her side. Like many of the high rulers, Rhaeya hid her emotions well. She seemed unfazed by the entire situation. She felt a sense of pride to be able to see Rhaeya hold her position so well. "Let us hurry!"

[ofnightcourts]

" who better to trust ? " rhaeya says with a grin, giving althea's hand a squeeze. she is one of the few people in rhaeya's life that she can be herself around. there is no high ruler in her presence, only the child that she'd met so many years ago. thoughts of guarded walls and well kept secrets fall away, because if there is anyone in this world that already knows rhaeya's innermost thoughts - it is her best friend.

" i don't know what everyone is so worried about, " she says, pulling althea closer to her as her shadows swirl around them, covering the two of them in darkness. rhaeya doesn't break her stride as the two of them emerge from the blackness and into her home, where the rooms are quieter and the impending doom doesn't hang over her head.

" i should be the one running around screaming, " theres a roll of her eyes as she says this, and she gives althea's hand one last squeeze before releasing her to move to the window. " have you heard what they've been saying about your court ? " she asks, turning to face her friend with a frown. rhaeya is angry for her.

" such nonsense. "