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@advrn
“ i need to take a shower, ” those were the first words he muttered when he came through the front door, sopping wet from the downpour outside and shivering slightly. jet was practically raised outside in the rain and mud, so it didn’t bother him much-- plus, he was used to it having grown up in a place where rain was the forecast nine months out of the year. the shapeshifter pulled off his coat and hung it on the rack near the door. “ i forgot my umbrella...”
— ❋ @advrn ;; hidden.
He hated going to the palace. Amongst other things, the air of judgement always hung heavily in everyone’s eyes who watched him. His best clothes weren’t even as nice as the servant’s clothing. Rags didn’t quite capture the attire he had as he walked towards the guards at the main gates. Holes in his shirt, the collar stretched so wide and far it revealed more scars than he had wanted to. His hair, while it was washed and dried to the best of his abilities, still looked like it could use a hefty amount of conditioner to tame the frizzy curls.
Being escorted into the main entrance, surrounded by guards, he felt so uncomfortable he had regretted not bringing something to defend himself with. Silence passes for a little bit longer as he waits for Jasmine. She had called him here after all, and he knew she would only do so if it was something important. Usually they would meet by the banks of the Taj Mahal. While she had seen his small home with the wooden boat pulled up on the shore, it wasn’t somewhere he liked to show off.
Poor didn’t begin to describe Caspian’s situation. And yet here he stood, inside the grand palace, feeling so much weight in the air. The only time he ever felt welcomed here was when Jasmine smiled at him. So he waited for that, nervously playing with the ruby ring on his right hand as he paces the marble floors.
@advrn liked for a starter.
— ｡✧ “I want sex. I’m an adult, I can ask for that type of stuff, right?” Not that Katya’s sex life isn’t typically as healthy as it can be. But if someone were to ask her what exactly she wanted just before taking a long flight back home, it was at the top of her list. “I mean that, too. I want like, lots of it. I’m already covered with clothes and shoes and shit like that — just find me a man with a good credit score and no emotional attachments and I’ll be fine. Or you can just get me another pet and call it a day.”
“do you have an idea of what exactly you’re looking for?” she’s still up and coming, but it makes her smile to have people willingly walking into the shop day in and day out — having people who actually needed her help. emerald had no idea what exactly to do with herself upon finding out that she had been special, now it became worthwhile. “there’s a variety of things available to suit whatever you’d like and i’d be happy to help ya out, if that’s okay with you.” ( @advrn )
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@manhcttan bitch i’ve been following this blog for AGES. I’m pretty sure I even followed them on their old blog too but i can’t even remember. Regardless, I don’t think we’ve ever interacted in character but I always read all of your shit that comes on my dash because wow i love so much!! You’re a salty mother fucker like me who remembers the “glory” days and the struggles of having an Ava.n Jog.ia FC. I think you’re writing is wonderful and you as a person are an actual gift.
@advrn L i s t e n I adore this mun so much. They’ve seen me go through like…. 3 or 4 revamps of caspian and stuck with me through it all. Our ship is a godsend and your writing is a dream. I still day dream about our ship and I just simply love talking to you too! You’re such a chill and wonderful person and sometimes I genuinely question why you’d want to RP with little ol me and my ridiculous muse. (seriously how do Jasmine & Ali put up with him?). I love you girly! Thanks for being one of my faithful partners.
❋ @moanaialiki ❋ @godschose ❋ @entirelyqualified ❋ @advrn ❋
Each and every one of you has breathed a unique life into your character. You have shaped and molded them into something more than what we had originally been given from their canon works. While staying “true” to canon seems to be something everyone strives for, I personal have always admired those who go beyond canon. Those who add things, develop things, put things into a character that was not there before.
Give them life, give them personalities more diverse and complex. All of you have taken a canon character and made them their own. In my honest opinion you all have crafted canon characters better than their originals. More depth, more power, more detail, more life.
I have never been one to dabble with Canon characters thanks to rough past experiences, but you four are the exception to such a rule. Thank you for showing me the positive side of canon characters. Thank you for not being elitist and conforming. Thank you for being open, caring. Thank you for being so accepting and wonderful –– this dash wouldn’t be the same without you.
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Caspian smiled with unwinding anticipation as he stood outside her balcony window. It had been years since he’d done anything like this, sneak into the back where Raja’s sanctuary laid –– where Jasmine’s balcony over looked the beautiful pond in the back and the moon having risen high into the sky. The trip to India had been a last minute one, one he barely even had time to alert his family of –– and of course he was over joyed to hear that it was to India, better yet, Agra.
Still dressed in a suit and tie, he tried to be quiet as he pressed his body behind a tall pillar as security walked by. He may be a city boy, but the little street kid in him was always still present –– able to slip out of sight even when he was so close to being caught. As the guards slipped the corner he moved to the vines, sighing as he knew his shoulder was going to hate him in the morning for this. But he latched on, his feet hooking into the bricks and vines as he scaled it managing to get to the top. He sat on the rounded edge of the balcony, looking into her room as he pushed his bangs behind his ears and inhaled to clam himself.
❝ Princess. ❞ He began, smirking. ❝ There seems to be a suitor on your balcony. ❞
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he’d been sitting out on the balcony all afternoon, messing around on the bass she’d bought him, deep in thought. he’d been wanting to tell her something for a while, but he’d been finding it difficult to find the words. jet could be good with words on occasion, but when it came to important things he always fumbled somehow. he could hear her coming in the front door and he turned to look at her. a grin instantaneously spread over his face. “ hey there sunshine, ” he called out to her, standing and bringing his bass inside with him to set on it’s stand.
