#wemadeemcocoa

[queeniethelegilimens]

Seeing Double || closed starter;;

@wemadeemcocoa

Number Seven, as she was known to her creator, was entirely aware of her purpose within the compound. Her creator and his family had a morbid fascination with possibly extending human life, so he resorted to created many clones of his daughter, as she was his pride and joy. As with each of the clones before her, she would only be useful for a short period of time. Her body would only be able to take a limited amount of cutting and dicing before she had to be replaced.

She needed to make an escape if she wanted to avoid being destroyed.

Since Seven was free to roam the place she considered her prison, she decided to spy on her creator and his assistants. Each of the doors was unlocked, excluding the operating rooms and the main entrance, which required codes to open. Not a problem. She found the combination of numbers for the main entrance easy to memorize, as it was only five digits.

A problem arose when she did manage to sneak her way out. She was suddenly on the outside of her “prison” with no protection. And, she had no real knowledge of the compound as a whole, leading her to go in the side door of the huge mansion in the middle. All the lights were off, since everyone was supposedly in bed asleep. She tip-toed from what had to be the dining room to what had to be the kitchen. She was unsure.

The appearance of a figure in the kitchen startled her, leading her to fear she was caught. She backed up into a counter with a thump and closed her eyes tightly. “Don’t hurt me,” she said under her breath.

[strengthcfcharacter]

@wemadeemcocoa continued from here x

    “The people who love you.” Percival didn’t talk a great deal to anyone before everything he’d been through, and talked even less to them now, though it wasn’t for lack of trying. Where Percival had once been the one to push people away, it was now everyone else that was concerned about getting too close to him. What Grindelwald had done had made one thing crystal clear to him - nobody knew anything about him. “The people you love. They’re more important than anything else.”

[scmcnymuses]

@wemadeemcocoa 

Ciri was so tired of running. It was all she’d been doing for days, and instead of going towards someone, all she was doing was running away. It was exhausting, and frustrating. She still had no idea who Geralt of Rivia even was. All of those thoughts were on her mind as she stopped at a river. 

She hopped over a few of the stones her mind preoccupied as she squatted down to cup some water in her hands, which was probably why she didn’t immediately notice the woman looking up from under the surface of the water. When she did see her, she jumped, almost falling in the water herself. “What - what are you?” she asked, not even sure she could hear her.

[wewhoareflawed]

Make me feel (Jacob. And hello again ^-^)

11. my muse is sick in bed and your muse takes care of them (Heyy!)

“Oh Queen y’know I think it was the oyster shells..” A particularly green and sweaty Jacob said breathlessly.

[chamberofmuses]

wemadeemcocoa replied to your post: I think there are some issues at Xkit, one-click...

Reblogging in general doesn’t seem to be working for me on desktop. It’s weird

Hmm, that’s really troubling. You might wanna try support about that one because I can reblog, just not with X-Kit’s one-click feature. 🤔

[prisonerofmuses]

@wemadeemcocoa​ said: 🦄 (i know i'm a bit quiet about reaching out often but I do quite enjoy your blog ^-^)

Thank you so much darling. I thought we had interacted I was very surprised. I would absolutely love to anyway. I don’t get to play Jacob enough and we both absolutely adore your portrayal.

[teapotauror]

The little girl fidgeted in her aunt's arms while her mother was questioned and proceeded, future unclear. But the little girl of course was innocent, only three and too young to be guilty of anything more than association. "Mama!" She called out, followed shortly by, "ant vinda!"

@wemadeemcocoa

Tina hated the thought of Queenie being on trial. She also had thrown herself into trying to look after the niece that she hadn’t known about for very long. The auror held the girl and bounced her a little. “Shh. Come on sweetheart. Stay quiet for me please. Just for a little while.”

[yourfriendlytimetraveler-archive]

@wemadeemcocoa - continued from x

Queenie had started the mixed the dessert together by hand. “Ma used to cook all the time and she’d let me help,” she prattled, a bit absentmindedly. “And she was the prettiest. She had this gorgeous apron of pretty blue. I still have it, but I’m afraid of ruining it, so i don’t use it.  But she taught me everything about bakin’.”

Jacob sat in on a stool in the corner watching Queenie work. He had his elbow propped onto the counter and his chin resting in his propped-up chin. A little goofy smile crossed his face; he liked to listen to her speak. “My gran taught me cookin’,” he mumbled. “Hey, Queenie... you have that wand right? Can’t you make your stuff that way?”