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Happy Meet and Greet Monday! 😁 A question for Hannelore: How long have you been Countess and what's your daily routine?

Ohh this is one of my favorite MAGM questions I’ve ever gotten! I so rarely have an excuse to write from Hannelore’s POV. (Also, would you guys watch an 1869 “Get Ready With Me” video from Hannelore? I totally would)

Take it away, Hannelore!

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“I married Heinrich in 1846, only about a year after his father had died and Heinrich inherited the title. I will say that despite the fact that our families introduced us, it was very much a love match. Heinrich is a very dear man. One never has to worry about him conducting affairs with opera singers or gambling at cards like some men.

My days generally follow the same routine, and I must schedule everything carefully--there is always so much to do! I usually rise around 7:30, dress, and write a few letters before breakfast. It’s very important to keep in touch with one’s family, especially when they are spread out over half of Europe. 

Before breakfast I will check in on my son Heini and make sure he is behaving well for his tutor instead of drawing cows on his slate (It is admirable how much he cares about looking after the farm, but if he wants to do well in school next year he must concentrate). Afterwards I will take breakfast with my husband and daughter, and then discuss household matters with the housekeeper and cook. 

Afternoons vary from day to day; on Mondays I will generally meet Mrs. Rachel Stein and take our daughters to some improving exhibition or performance. I do sympathize with Mrs. Stein; both of our daughters are quite headstrong, though I do think Marta is moderately more sensible than Sophie. She can be so terribly radical. Still, the two girls are very dear friends. 

On Tuesdays I host a sewing circle for various of my friends and their daughters, the products of which we usually donate to orphanages or other good causes around the city. Marta, bless her, is wonderful at embroidery, though ever since she started taking those violin lessons on Tuesday mornings she’s been a bit distracted.

We often entertain in the evenings, if we aren’t visiting the Hofburg or taking dinner with friends. Heinrich has started to allow Heini to join us for part of the evening, which the darling boy does so enjoy. He and Marta do tease each other dreadfully, though.

All in all I consider myself quite blessed to have such a family, and my life is certainly everything I’d hoped for when I was a young girl.”

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1, 13 and 21 for the writing ask

2Oh no I actually did all of these ones! I will pick some random different ones though so I can still answer this ask, I hope that’s ok!

5.  is this a standalone or a part in a series?

It’s definitely part of a series that may have up to two spinoff series and I may need to stop thinking about 19th century Europe. (but then again what else am i supposed to contemplate in the shower)

12. who are your character faceclaims?

for all two of you who have never heard me go on and on about faceclaims before, here are some for you! aka who would play the squad in a movie

Jessica de Gouw as Marta von Holstadt

Hozier as Andras Kiraly (I can do what I want)

Camila Mendes as Sophie Stein

Freddie Stroma as Ludwig von Braumark

25.  which character would you most like to be?

Definitely Marta. Do you have any idea what I would give up to be hot and rich and not overthink everything? Also to own a dress with a hoop skirt? Excuse me I need to go cry for a minute.

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That. Sounds. Amazing. Please add me to a taglist...

aaaaaahhhh it’s kind of surprise someone’s interested in it! i haven’t even done anything for the last wip i announced so i’m not sure if anything will come of this one other than some character designs but i’ll try to remember if i do!!

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3. 9 and 20 for an oc of your choice please 😊

Let’s do Levy because I never actually talk about Levy and the he was the OG OC despite being a background character:

3 -  Post a snippet from your writing that describes your OC. You’ll unfortunately (or fortunately??) have to deal with some Dragon Age fanfiction because there isn’t much in terms of original work for him!

Levy wondered when it had gotten so heavy. Not just the air, the atmosphere, despite the dark clouds and static rolling overhead to signal a coming storm, though there was that, but the weight in his limbs - and not just his one leg. Both hurt, ached, and in the mornings his head felt too stuffed to lift. Maps, treaties, negotiations, the blighted nightmares took up more space than he had, sometimes, and it left him with a headache from the moment he opened his eyes to the wee hours when he could close them again for longer than a blink.

Sometimes he wished to be back in the Circle, to be swept up in its routines and its walls. He at least understood his fears. Here, on the road, outside, he had no idea what awaited him around the corner. His anxieties were endless, one after the other, with no relief in sight. Not until he or Alistair brought down the Archdemon.

And what a weight that was without all the secondary necessities.

Levy buried his head in his pillow and groaned. It turned less angry and more grateful when a warm hand ran up his spine to cup his shoulder, fingers digging in deep into the muscle there. Leverette rolled onto his side and goosebumps prickled along his skin as fingers trailed down his arm.

“Up, up, amor,” Zevran said, soft, with a smile too sharp to match. “Beauty rest does not good when you get too much of it, you know.”

Levy gave him a smile for it. He didn’t feel beautiful. He felt tired and old and sore. His eyes refused to focus and it took more than he cared to admit to even sit up. He rubbed hard at his eyes with the heel of his hands until Zevran took one in his own grasp. Levy gave it a small squeeze and braced himself as Zevran pulled him upright. He grunted as he shifted his weight and hopped forward on his good leg to balance. Zevran only held on tighter, pulling him close. It took even more than before not to simply lean against the elf.

He flushed when Zevran chuckled.

“Have no worried, amore, I have you.”

9 -  Your OC is having a nightmare. What is it?

The car accident he got into a few years ago. His dad was hurt really badly and he thought he was going to lose him, too, since Levy’s mom died when he was a baby, and also took his leg. 

20 -  Post a picture or gif that describes your OC.

Levy’s tag on my personal is ‘the bun’ because he’s a fluffy anxious dude that puts up with far too much and just needs a nap

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Happy STS! Lets talk symbolism. What kind of colours/emblems/animals/things do you use to demonstrate personalities or morals in your characters? What symbolism crops up most in your writing and what does it say about your story?

All of my ocs get an animal associated with them! it started as a fun way to tag them when i was writing on my personal blog and i always went with animals that both looked like them and had lifestyles similar to the personalities of my ocs. Like Savill is a ferret (a stinky little shit who can get away with anything) and Fahleon is a kite (since that’s the species of bird Ada is). 

Other than that I don’t really use symbolism. I think the only time I tagged an oc as an animal for symbolism is Wren, who is a deer, since in his story (Red Gold), his godling form is based off a deer, and he’s very skittish and his power lets him rule over nature.

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That is an epic name, she sounds like a deity!...

Thank you! She’s actually the 22nd rendition of the D Class of clones in my story. D stands for disposable and all of the D series are believed to have been destroyed. Daita is the 8th rendition of the D Class. 

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Happy birthday! 🎂🎁 How are you spending your day? 😊

Spending more money than I really should be spending at the craft store, tbh

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Happy STS! Who is the best secret-keeper of your OCs? 😊

Thank you for the ask!

Dituentitu is the secret keeper of Power Cell. She’s spent all of her life in secrecy and she understands that secrets, even the most harmless ones, can make the difference in life and death.