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Gwaine from BBC Merlin Indie RP Account

[strengthism]

❮★❯ ANSWERED STARTER CALL;;

with: @wildmoored verse: Double Trouble starter call: here

                 Gwaine had never been the most particularly ambitious in the way of academia, but his adventurous spirit made him jump on the chance of studying abroad in an American Wizarding school. However, nothing lasted forever, and for the first time in months, the brunet was finally walking down the familiar halls of Hogwarts. He had an inkling about where his twin Garrett would have been, supposing it wasn’t detention, and decided to go with his gut as he peered inside. “Hey, J A C K A S S, you in here?” He called out shamelessly, hiding a box behind his back.

[strengthism]

❮★❯ ANSWERED STARTER CALL;;

with: @fiightcr verse: The Beast Claimed His Self Control starter call: here

“------ I didn’t do this.” 

It was a gruesome sight, blood covering the floor and walls, bodies left out messily for any unfortunate soul to have seen. Gwaine truly was innocent, however, having only come to the church to investigate the smell of iron that flooded the streets. He hadn’t expected to be followed by a hunter, and now, he wasn’t entirely sure how to get out of this.

“I came to see what happened, that’s all. --- Something’s been attacking people around here, an’ I swear that it wasn’t me.”

[strengthism]

❮★❯ ANSWERED STARTER CALL;;

with: @neckerchiefsandmagic​ verse: Of Noble Blood in a Land of Awe starter call: here

“------ This isn’t my cabin, is it?” It was the first question Gwaine had to ask as he groaned from the rather violent hangover that reared its ugly head the moment he sat up. He looked around, and scratched at his head before turning towards Merlin, narrowing his eyes at him. “What’s going on- wait.” He stopped, remembering bits and pieces from the night before. 

And with those memories, he flopped right back onto the bed and covered his face with his hands. “Please tell me I didn’t --- it doesn’t count! I was drunk!” 

[strengthism]

❮★❯ ANSWERED STARTER CALL;;

with: @bcndruidh​ verse: Knight of The Old Religion starter call: here

                A single month it had been since Gwaine adorned the bracelet on his wrist and abandoned the teachings of the new religion in favour of the old. He’d been acting on his own, rescuing who he could and gathering as much information as someone who wasn’t entirely sure what to seek could manage. He’d befriended people in high places, charmed wives and sisters into letting him into the most guarded spaces in their homes. And it all was to come to a head now, as the brunet carried a leather-bound book into a druid camp. “Oi!” He spoke loudly, announcing his presence without a hint of shame. He was looking for a woman named Kara --- someone who could actually utilize the information he’d meticulously written down over the past four weeks.

[strengthism]

MINIATURE STARTER CALL;;

Verses & Length will vary. Just like the thing. Let’s get this party started.

[strengthism]

❮★❯ THE WARLOCK ASSHOLE

For once the kid’s nervousness delighted him. 

But  dont think he’s total asshole: in halloweens and birthdays (yes, its a shocker), he tries to give the kids ‘amulets’ to protect them against whatever bad thing comes. And it helps: he does not need to worry about other super natura–wait, is this kid is??

“I know what I am.” Bain starts, getting close to the teen, cornering him a bit, like a predator (just for being a shit), and maybe in his right hand a little energy ball is going back and forth between his fingers, but it all depends.

“But what are you??”

Gwaine instinctively backed away and bared his teeth, a tiny but distinguishable snarl escaping him before he could stop it. A hand immediately was clapped over his mouth as he looked away from Bain, genuinely terrified at the moment. It wasn’t like he was around others that weren’t human but so often --- and still being new to this ‘other’ world meant he could never tell who considered him friend and who considered him foe.

“Wolf - Werewolf, I swear I haven’t bitten anybody.” He mumbled, still not trusting himself enough to remove his hand just yet. Yeah, he was really regretting his life decisions at the moment. In his defense, however, it wasn’t like he had someone to guide him when it came to matters like shit.

“Please don’t kill me.” He shut his eyes tightly, panicked.

[strengthism]

❮★❯ THE WARLOCK

Great.

Just what he BLOODY needed. 

A boy invading his property–no respect these days!

“Can I help you kid?” Its better to be friendly, before he decides to manipulate whoever asshole tries to do stuff.

@strengthism is dealing with a grumpy Bain

He hadn’t thought it’d be a real warlock in the building.

          Rumour always spread when someone spent prolonged periods of time withdrawn from the community. Gwaine had only intended to prove that there was nothing to fear before panic brought actual attention to the supernaturals in the community. “I --- uh.” He stammered. 

It was just his luck that, for once, everyone was right. “So you’re a-a, and I’m a..”

This honestly wasn’t getting A N Y W H E R E.

[strengthism]

“--thank you for always sticking with me.”

❮★❯ PROTECTIVE STARTERS;

with @neckerchiefsandmagic

            The last month had been taxing on more than one front, full of narrow escapes and tensions from the situation the world found itself in. Gwaine didn’t think much on it personally, sticking with Merlin after misunderstandings came and went. It was just something he did — almost as instinctive as raising his gun when he heard a ‘click’ or breathing. So Merlin’s words that broke the silence had him somewhat CONFUSED at first, for what in the world could he have been THANKING him for? The brunet wouldn’t remember having done anything worth mentioning. That’s when it clicked however, and as quickly as realization had dawned on him, he turned to the other and smiled — a genuine expression that reached the corners of his eyes. “You don’t need to thank me for that. We’re a team now.”

[strengthism]

“Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.”

❮★❯ PROTECTIVE STARTERS;

with @sonofthearrow

         Sometimes the werewolf found himself wondering whether or not Brian had the uncanny ability to determine whenever Gwaine was feeling his most IRRITABLE. For not for the first time that week, he was seriously considering nipping the other in an attempt to make him shut up ( though, he somehow doubted that would work). “Well let’s hope it never comes to that, huh?” He asked defensively before turning his attention back to the wires he was trying to untangle. What he meant to say, was ‘don’t you dare even think about it’. The words, suggesting fondness, simply wouldn’t come out.

talk street magic to me

drawing power from the metro lines

illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run

plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens

elementary kids learning basic sigils on the playground

wixen taking a while to key into the magic in new cities when they move

alchemists dealing on the side to support their experiments

middleschoolers making friendship talismans and amulets for everyone

numerologists who’ll do your math homework for $5 or divine your fortune for $10

kids mass-texting luck and speed spells when their parties get broken up by the cops

[strengthism]

“I will always step in between you and something like that.”

❮★❯ PROTECTIVE STARTERS;

with @shadowofsherwood

           “The point is that you SHOULDN’T HAVE TO.” Gwaine uttered softly, rubbing at his wrists where chains had once kept him from freedom — the flesh rubbed raw from his various but half-hearted attempts to break free. He had been intended to be executed — for committing and conspiring to commit acts of treason. The former knight had even refrained from challenging the charges, mind and spirit both exhausted from failure after failure, loss after loss, with nothing to show for it BUT A RISING BODY COUNT. “I can’t do this anymore.”

[strengthism]

GWAAAAINEEEEE *THROWS WATER BALL AT UR FACE*

WHY THIS????

[strengthism]

GWAINEEEE

No this is Patrick.

[versacepromises]

good morning i love not being heterosexual

[strengthism]

Things I want to do now that I’m back;

- More shit with the Werewolf / Sorcerer Gwaine Verses - More cutting up in Camelot verses. - More non-Camelot stuff. - More AUs because I am trash for AUs - Basically give me anything and everything.

[strengthism]

“You could have been hurt.”

❮★❯ PROTECTIVE STARTERS;

with @fiightcr

           There was no ‘could have’, thought the brunet bitterly as he pulled at the bandage he was wrapping around his wrist with his teeth. The familiar sight of blood soaked through the warm fabric, quickly enough that it made him grimace in frustration. He would need to get it cleaned immediately, as he still felt remnants of the wolfsbane lacing the blade that had cut him. Taking in a deep but shaky breath ( as it had been a long time since the wolf had come so close to meeting death ), he turned towards Amelia and sighed.

“I’ll be fine. I’ve got the kit back at the car to handle this shit. We just can’t stick around here much longer — just wish I knew how the hell they knew I was with you. Didn’t think it’d be expected for a hunter to get trailed by the friendly neighbourhood werewolf.” He uttered before tying off the bandage with difficulty. “Let’s just get moving before they show back up with more FIREPOWER and NUMBERS.”

[strengthism]

"You could have been hurt."

❮★❯ PROTECTIVE STARTERS;

with @thcfairest

           The young man landed on his feet beside Snow, dusting off his clothing for a moment before waving off her concerns. “Aw, please. I’ve only done this A HUNDRED TIMES.” Gwaine retorted before holding his arms out, catching the bag of ‘goods’ he’d stolen. All it really was, however, was just a bag of flowers he’d taken from a garden. He reached inside the sack, carefully pulling out the colourful flora before holding it out to her. “Besides, it was worth it for these ol’ things.” He was quick to add with a shrug.