# Qᴜɪᴇᴛʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ : an independent + private portrayal of 𝙺𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝚂 , an original journalist character inspired by female war correspondents across history. multiverse + multifandom. written by 𝙺𝙸𝚃𝚃𝚈 ⁽ ²⁵⁺ ᶜˢᵗ ˢʰᵉ / ʰᵉʳ ⁾. established ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ꜱɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ.
ㅤㅤa study in . . . ─── military legacies , quiet determination , breaking barriers , keeping a cool head under fire , picking up the shattered pieces of oneself , true courtesy , dignity in femininity , + depending on faith.
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟷 ] welcome! this roleplaying blog is inspired by the courage and ingenuity of contemporary and historical female war correspondents and investigative journalists who reported on some of the most shattering news of their generations. darker themes will be present on this blog, including war, violence, blood, criminal activity, and more. common, including nsfw content, and mutuals' triggers are tagged with 'trigger tw', and i don't have triggers.
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟸 ] this is a mutuals only roleplaying blog which means i will only interact in character with blogs i follow in return. if you are a non-roleplaying blog, please don't reblog my original content or those of fellow roleplaying blogs. however, anyone is welcome to message me or send me questions.
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟹 ] i know a wide range of fandoms and, unsurprisingly, time periods, so i'm always willing to write in your muse's world or an au, whether or not you see it in my verses. obviously, oc are loved here! while i like unplotted starters and asks and welcome off the cuff interactions, deep and continuous plotting is my deepest joy. activity here may be sporadic as i have work, other blogs, and unfortunately, chronic illness, but unless i say otherwise, i'll always return, and i always reply to what i have when i do. feel free to ask for my discord if we're mutuals. i place most ic content in the queue.
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟺 ] i love romantic shipping, and always welcome asking, but it all depends on chemistry. however, if you think they have chemistry, i probably do too and am too shy to ask. platonic relationships are just as, if not more so, important to me and katherine's story. enemies and friends are all welcome!
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟻 ] i am almost entirely anti-callout, the exception being substantiated evidence of criminal behavior (including harassment). i will not reblog them nor do i want to see them frequently on the dash. however, please tell me if someone has treated you badly in private. i do not abide bullies.
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟼 ] i don't practice mains or exclusives due to being burned too many times, but i do have affiliates for friends i've built a lot with. i highly recommend you follow them!
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟽 ] i've created all the graphics, psds, headcanons, and icons unless stated otherwise in the post, it's reblogged, or it's listed below. please do not steal, but i'm usually happy to share if asked!
[ 𝟶𝟶𝟾 ] finally, hi, hej, i'm kitty! glad to have you! i'm a historian and historical seamstress/tailor living in the united states, but i grew up internationally. you might catch a glimpse of my work in ooc posts here and there. if you or anyone else you know on this site are having a bad day, know at any time you can send in 'positivity please' anon or not (just make sure to include the url), i'll pull together some kind words to try to brighten that day.
Hands stuffed into pockets, he shuffles a bit awkwardly and stares at the floor; close enough to hear her half-hearted protest yet not quite fully joining her at the window. It's still strange, new territory putting forth this kind of effort. Any time he thinks about relenting, however, he can't help but think of all the people who chose to walk away when he made reaching out difficult. The memory of the pain that caused him makes it far from easy to take the same route-and makes him resent those who did all the more for it.
"Can't look away forever."
Summoning up a bit of courage, he stepped up beside her and admired the snow-capped view. Even after a few years of it, he still found himself somewhat taken aback by the serenity of the winter scene, and he wondered if she too found at least a modicum of solace in it.
tears rose to her eyes far too easily for her liking, stinging eyes as she tried so valiantly to blink them away. a part of her, the portion slowly maturing with every passing day, whispered that it was foolhardy, rude even, for her to push away every gentle reach toward her here. no matter how unhappy she was, she wasn’t going home until either she somehow convinced her parents she had learned all she was capable of… or she turned eighteen, old enough to make her own decisions. over half a decade seemed far too long to wait and yet, what choice did she have?
something made her look over her shoulder at her uninvited companion, slightly wobbling chin unable to be controlled. she felt so tired, the snow a reminder of all the sledding, snowmen, and forts she was missing back home withe her siblings. her chest felt so tight it hurt, certainly contributing to the tears threatening to fall. ❝ i just want to… ❞ what did she want? to go home? to cry? to what?
a languid breeze pooled off the water, the collar of her uniform sticking to her damp skin. but she barely noticed the sensation, her low oxford heels barely audible on the street as she backed steadily away from the two men in front of her. ❝ i’m not trying to make trouble. ❞ though her voice remained steady, her heart beat wildly against her ears, her palm aching from where glass slashed her hand when she stumbled. worse situations she’d been stuck in, certainly, but she’d hope to avoid them until she was properly overseas again. no police to be seen, neither the mps. turning tail and running might be her only option now…
cradling her hand to her chest, she saw a figure down the alley, back on the street, and almost shouted… only to realize the person was a woman. even if they were brave enough, she wasn’t going to drag someone else into this. ❝ the best thing you two could do is just calm down. ❞ ╲ @wastheheart
a frown settled onto her lips, but not of aggravation. her concentration firmly fixed itself on the image projected upon the viewfinder of her camera, considering her shot before pressing the lens and forever capturing it onto film. if anyone had ever asked her if she thought she would ever be running about with multiple camera, both reporter and photographer, she would have laughed, told them she hoped not. but alas, there simply weren’t enough of them, ‘the lady correspondents’, to pair up. her best days were when a male pair, one of the handful not hostile to her presence, and her crossed paths and the photographer was willing to share his images or even capture a few for her. those were rare days however.
she tossed a glance over her shoulder as she lugged up the absurdly heavier plate camera, noticing she’d gained an audience with a shrug. ❝ cameras… can’t live with them, can’t live without them. ❞ ╲ @llosgcariad
🐝 * ― 𝑺𝑬𝑿𝑼𝑨𝑳 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑨𝑳𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑩𝑬𝑻. ( send one or more to learn a little more about my muse and their sex life. note that these questions are only suggestions, you can go wild with the headcanon prompts. )
[ aftercare ] ― what are they like after sex? any specific routine they have for themselves or their partner that they like to do?
[ body part ] ― what is their favorite body part? what kind of body / parts would they like their partner to have ( e.g. big boobs, long cock, etc. )?
[ cum ] ― what does it take to make them come? can they come multiple times in one sitting or do they need longer breaks?
[ desires ] ― what turns them on? what do they like to have done to them most? what do they like to do to their partner most?
[ experience ] ― how experienced are they? how many different partners did they have?
[ first time ] ― what was their first time like? when did it happen? did they enjoy it?
[ grooming ] ― do they shave? do they have a preference for their partners when it comes to body hair?
[ horny ] ― how high is their sex drive? do they have a lot of sex or is it a more occasional thing? is sex, in general, important to them?
[ intimacy ] ― how are they during sex? do they prefer a more intimate / romantic approach or a more casual one?
[ joker ] ― tell one random headcanon that wouldn't fit anywhere else on the list.
[ kinks ] ― what is their biggest kink? are there any kinks they haven't tried but want to? are there any kinks they have tried but learned are not for them?
[ locations ] ― what are their favorite locations to have sex? are they a risk taker where people could walk in on them, or do they prefer to keep it private?
[ masturbation ] ― do they masturbate? if so, how often?
[ no go ] ― what wouldn't they do? what turns them off?
[ oral ] ― do they prefer to give or receive oral? anything specific they enjoy / don't enjoy when it comes to oral?
[ positions ] ― what are their favorite sex positions? is there something they typically default to? a special position they've always wanted to try?
[ quickies ] ― do they have one-night stands? if so, how often?
[ rounds ] ― how many rounds can they go before having to take a break? how good is their stamina?
[ secrets ] ― do they have any dirty secrets? if so, what are they?
[ toys ] ― do they on toys? do they use toys on themselves or like to use them on their partners?
[ underwear ] ― what type of underwear do they typically wear? do they own lingerie? is there something specific they like their partner to wear?
[ volume ] ― how loud do they get during sex? do they prefer a partner that's louder or one that's quieter?
[ watch ] ― do they like to watch their partner masturbating or having sex with someone else? do they like to be watched?
[ xxx ] ― do they watch porn? if so, how often? anything specific they like to watch?
[ yearning ] ― what do they typically do to get people to have sex with them? do they let it happen naturally or are there things they like to do to turn their partners on?
[ zzz ] ― how quickly after sex do they fall asleep? are they usually tired after or full of energy?
full lips pressed thin into a tight line, arms folded snugly across her stomach, the woman observing the imperial from a distance. for a drawn out moment, she considered maintaining the space, allowing herself to remain unknown to him for a time. but how would that feel to her even a few hours for now? as if she were afraid of him. which, perhaps if she were still on coruscant, she would have reason to, but here? whispers of the disastrous chain of events reached even the furthest ears from intelligence, set aside those whose mission was to spread information. ❝ orson krennic! ❞ his name sounded far too loud in her ears, but she forced a smile upon her features, crossing the hangar floor towards him. ❝ fancy seeing you here of all places. ❞ ╲ @debelltio
taking off a mask to reveal what lies beneath as a romantic gesture is overdone, and besides i want to see the romantic or even platonic potential of protecting someone's identity beneath the mask, without any expectation of ever being allowed to see what's under it. picking it up and holding it gently to their face when it's knocked off and they're in danger of being exposed, without trying to catch a glimpse of what they "really" look like under there. throwing yourself in front of them to hide them from view while they put themselves back together without taking advantage or looking back to see what you're protecting. learning to read them by body language, tone of voice, and behaviour so well that you never need to see their face to feel like you know and understand them.
a basket piled high with soiled linens balanced upon a hip, katerina almost slipped several times upon the still dew damp grass. it was a picturesque morning, fog hanging low in the sky, the beauty of it making her heart sing. humming a song softly, she saw something which gave her pause, the young woman, folding her arm across the top of the fence and leaning upon it. ❝ what are you doing? ❞ humor lay heavy in her voice, clearly almost unable to keep from laughing. ╲ @draconigena440
