1 | “They believe that I no longer know how to love, that I am disrepaired enough that their soft words and gentle promises can fix what has occured. I made my bed a long time ago, and as charming as saviors are, there is nothing but lost hope here.”
2 | “I love you, I believe we both know it. Though it a topic of conversation that cannot easily be addressed in between our short meetings, the pauses in our consistent busy lives where I can can stop and look at you.”
3 | “I did not always want to be an Admiral. You mentioned that I would be excellent at civilian life, I cannot imagine it now. But when I was a child, I dreamed of the simple life, a sailor without the decorum of this life.
apple cider: if you could throw a party, and invite absolutely anyone, who would they be?
-autumnal asks- / @vitka-wra
“I’m not one for parties, just never have been a big fan of them. I don’t dance usually, and honestly, it’s hard to get me to dance unless the person I fancy suggests it to me, or I am just in that rare mood to dance with someone for some odd reason. Whatever- I was rambling off there, but if I had to invite anyone? Well, I would invite all of my friends and hope they all won’t tear each other to death, or not end up in some argument with one another. I doubt that would happen, but you never know. Even though I already know one outlaw that I admire, I would probably invite the other outlaws I admire. The only thing though is that..most or all of them are dead by now. So I’m not sure how that would work.”
Esther wasn’t always a lone wolf when she stole things. When she was younger and back in Pennsylvania, she ran around with a couple of kids, some were younger than her or around her age. Most of them just used each other for stealing stuff, and other times they were a bad influence.
But out of those kids she knew, and either stopped being friends with over the years, some of them stayed, there was this one that was different from the rest of them. Most of them just wanted valuable goods and technically Esther was one of them some of the time, but there was one of the few girls in the group she hung around with that stole to give to her family and herself. She stole food for the most part, and never really cared about what the others deemed was valuable.
Her name was Mallory and she hung around Esther for the majority of her childhood.
“Someday I want to be like Anne Bonney! I know I will be like her someday!” Mallory had a fascination with the female pirate ever since she heard of her in her grandfather’s books. The pirate was her idol, much like how the outlaws of the wild west were to Esther.
Esther sighed and put her hands in her pockets, looking at the people who passed them by when they were heading to the marketplace in town. “I don’t think Anne Bonney grew up in a lousy town like this one. Nobody becomes famous from here,” she replied. She didn’t hold her town up to a high esteem, this town was anything but interesting. She thought if you moved anywhere else, you had better luck there than here.
Mallory ignored her comment, she had a different opinion from her friend, the complete opposite. Thinking you could grow up anywhere and become famous, no matter where you lived. She was younger than Esther, being only twelve while Esther was fifteen at the time.
In the midst of silence, while they walked, getting closer to the marketplace, Mallory’s stomach growled and Esther looked over at her. “Have you eaten anything today? For more than a day?” She knew her family was poor and that’s why she stole, to feed her family, and she worried about Mallory’s sake.
She didn’t answer for a few minutes, guessing the worse. Esther went ahead of her, despite her protests when she found out what Esther was doing. She was stealing some food for her to take home.
( Sorry for this shitty ass writing tbh. I kinda got this idea and I didn’t know where to go with it. But here, an introduction of one of her childhood friends and a memory - sort of. )
👑 - Which of your muses, past or present, holds a special place for you?
illdraes will always hold a special place in my heart because he was partially based off a friend irl. i obviously tweaked a lot since my friend isn’t a 7′9″ blue elf but their personalities and the way i roleplay him is based off of interactions i’ve had or what i’d think he’d do in that situation most times.
my previous main who i play every now and then with good friends and her rp partner will also always hold a spot in my heart. but i find that a lot of her storylines have come to a close until BFA so there’s not very much of a reason to play her currently. but since she’s existed for roughly 8 years, she’ll always be one that i’m happy to write for!
banshee: name a definite dealbreaker in a relationship.
Constantly being dishonest and no communication. I believe the key to any relationship is trust and communication lose one and/or both and the relationship is doomed to fail. If you lie to me, if you don’t talk honest and open with me then eventually I will pull away and at some point, I will just disappear altogether. This goes for any relationship including friendships and RP partnerships.
✨💛 This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and outside 💛✨ <333
AHHHHHHHHHH THREE???????OH MY GODDDDDDDDD THANK YOUUUUUUUU
Esther may not appear happy with the amount she has gotten so far, but I know she gets fuzzy feelings when people do this to her!
