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idk man they're not really assuming anything? It's a personal status and not anything towards you. If it doesn't resonate with you, it's pretty easy to just scroll past it.
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In that kind of belting Celine Dion mood :)
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Good God it is pissing rain right now.
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Well yes more so yourself than anyone else lol. Can't really control circumstances outside yourself anyhow. Sometimes I just forget.
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writer · psychology/philosophy nerd
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Qia / Weasel
writer · psychology/philosophy nerd
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👋 Oh hi there <3
Welcome to my little corner of the guild! I go by Qia or Weasel. Either is equally valid. I've been roleplaying since my early college years, primarily across Tumblr (currently inactive) and right here. Storytelling is one of my favourite creative outlets, and I have a particular fondness for digging into the psychology behind every character I build which is also, admittedly, the most practical application of my degree to date. Whoops? ╮ (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) ╭
📖 The Writing Stuff
📌 A Few Important Notes
◈ I'm in my early 30s and strongly prefer that any writing partners be close to my age.
◈ As for 1x1 partners, I'm open to it, though I'm not actively searching. It really comes down to familiarity with you and your writing, and whether there's something that genuinely interests us both. If that sounds like it could be you, feel free to reach out!
◈ Curious about my writing style or the characters I play? Feel free to browse the roleplays listed in my signature.
Questions, comments, or just a hello? Don't be a stranger. My inbox is open but please don't be a freak, ok? No stupid or weird stuff.
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. “Go find someone else to be in between your legs and cry, Emily. I cannot be that man for you,” well I'm fucking gagged
Interactions: Luciana/Loni @FernStone, Elijah @Theyra
Elena’s gaze darted toward Loni, the healer diligently tending to her injury. She observed the weariness and suffering intricately etched into the woman’s features, each line and crease outlining a strength that appeared to teeter precariously on the brink of collapse. The radiant glow emanating from the healer’s hands bore an almost supernatural quality, yet the clear torment that flickered across Loni’s countenance as her injury was tended to prompted a sympathetic grimace from Elena. In a moment of instinctual empathy, she placed a gentle hand upon Luciana’s back, softly whispering words of comfort into her cascading curls, all the while her own heart continued to race with the remnants of adrenaline.
When the healer, finished with her work, addressed her and Elijah, Elena nodded quickly. “Got it,” she said. “We’ll keep an eye on her.” Then, after she left them, Elena’s focus shifted back to Loni, her words eliciting a fatigued smile from her lips. “You don’t have to thank us,” she replied softly. “Anyone would’ve done the same.” But even as the words left her lips, she wasn’t sure if she believed them. Not everyone would have acted—not everyone had. Not everyone could. She had to shake the thought away, focusing entirely on Loni instead.
Luciana let out a soft whimper as her mother reached out toward her. Elena immediately adjusted her embrace, facilitating a space for the little girl to extend her tiny hand, allowing it to meet that of Loni’s. She could sense the tension in Luciana’s delicate grip beginning to dissipate, albeit slightly, prompting her to lean in and whisper reassuringly, “See? Your mamá’s right here. You’re safe now.”
When Loni began to ramble, Elena listened quietly, letting her talk while processing the overwhelming weight of everything that had happened. At the mention of the Sin Sisters, she raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite herself. It stirred a memory that had long since buried itself in the recesses of her mind, a warning about Cloverfield’s North Side and how it carried its own little rules and alliances.
“The North is a different beast, Elena,” her mother had said one night as they shared tea over candlelight. “It doesn’t play by the same rules as the South. You’ll find kindness there, sure, but be wary—help often comes with a price.”
Her mother’s caution tugged at her now. Was this one of those moments? Was staying here, becoming further entwined with Loni and her coven, the start of something that could pull her deeper into Cloverfield’s tangled web? Or was it simply the right thing to do, as her mother had also believed in fiercely helping those in need without hesitation, no matter the cost?
She glanced at Luciana, who had begun to calm in her arms, her tiny fingers still gripping both Elena’s coat and her mother’s hand. If she walked away now, would she regret it? Would she be turning her back on something bigger than just today’s events—on an opportunity to understand this city, its people, and herself more deeply?
“I’ll stay for now,” Elena found herself saying after a beat. She would honour her mother’s lessons—both the caution and the courage. However, as Luciana nestled more closely against her, seeking comfort, Elena straightened her posture and gently withdrew. “I just need to make a brief phone call,” she interjected, casting a glance between Loni and Elijah. “I’ll be right outside if you need me.”
With that, Elena handed Luciana gently back to her mother and stepped toward the room's exit, her phone already in hand.
When the healer, finished with her work, addressed her and Elijah, Elena nodded quickly. “Got it,” she said. “We’ll keep an eye on her.” Then, after she left them, Elena’s focus shifted back to Loni, her words eliciting a fatigued smile from her lips. “You don’t have to thank us,” she replied softly. “Anyone would’ve done the same.” But even as the words left her lips, she wasn’t sure if she believed them. Not everyone would have acted—not everyone had. Not everyone could. She had to shake the thought away, focusing entirely on Loni instead.
Luciana let out a soft whimper as her mother reached out toward her. Elena immediately adjusted her embrace, facilitating a space for the little girl to extend her tiny hand, allowing it to meet that of Loni’s. She could sense the tension in Luciana’s delicate grip beginning to dissipate, albeit slightly, prompting her to lean in and whisper reassuringly, “See? Your mamá’s right here. You’re safe now.”
When Loni began to ramble, Elena listened quietly, letting her talk while processing the overwhelming weight of everything that had happened. At the mention of the Sin Sisters, she raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite herself. It stirred a memory that had long since buried itself in the recesses of her mind, a warning about Cloverfield’s North Side and how it carried its own little rules and alliances.
“The North is a different beast, Elena,” her mother had said one night as they shared tea over candlelight. “It doesn’t play by the same rules as the South. You’ll find kindness there, sure, but be wary—help often comes with a price.”
Her mother’s caution tugged at her now. Was this one of those moments? Was staying here, becoming further entwined with Loni and her coven, the start of something that could pull her deeper into Cloverfield’s tangled web? Or was it simply the right thing to do, as her mother had also believed in fiercely helping those in need without hesitation, no matter the cost?
She glanced at Luciana, who had begun to calm in her arms, her tiny fingers still gripping both Elena’s coat and her mother’s hand. If she walked away now, would she regret it? Would she be turning her back on something bigger than just today’s events—on an opportunity to understand this city, its people, and herself more deeply?
“I’ll stay for now,” Elena found herself saying after a beat. She would honour her mother’s lessons—both the caution and the courage. However, as Luciana nestled more closely against her, seeking comfort, Elena straightened her posture and gently withdrew. “I just need to make a brief phone call,” she interjected, casting a glance between Loni and Elijah. “I’ll be right outside if you need me.”
With that, Elena handed Luciana gently back to her mother and stepped toward the room's exit, her phone already in hand.
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I mean... We should be careful with our words now. Because you know where my mind goes. Haha.
No, she could totally probably just bother Asterion while he sits there and decompresses with a drink. He is pretty relaxed most of the time. She could always try to go right up to him and ask questions. If she isn't trying to kill him, he isn't going to go out of his way to lift a finger.
Hence why I phrased it that way hehe. What a chill guy. Emilia later on: Way too chill, very suspicious.
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Hopefully she can. Since he's probably not up for saving someone who snuck into his skyscraper and would just watch her on the surveillance system while he drank. She could always accidentally with a low probability (that can definitely happen) where she goes up and and all around and finds herself in the upper floors of the sky scraper where Asterion lives. Or she could probably straight up just bother him, if we are being honest, he'd probably answer most questions, but he does want to decompress tonight.
He can decompress with her :) She's just looking for information for Bella's sake. Fighting him ain't gonna accomplish that.
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Emilia will have so much fun, if she gets into his sky scraper, trying to figure out how to get to what floors. Hahaha. Poor girl might get lost herself and trapped in that maze game of his. False stair wells. False doors.
Floors where you go from floor 5, go up three flights, and end up at floor 6. How does that make sense? Go down another stair well four times and get to floor 7? :P
Ha! maybe. Her ability might help to get her out of that particular kind of snag though. We'll see :P
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I'm impatience :P Well, whenever it happens. It'll happen. I would love for Bella and Asterion to fight. That would be great.
Well I did mention sending in Emilia in my last post to look into him. So we'll see what comes of that :)
We all know that you are gonna go for it. Do not pretend you have to think about it :P
Where's the fun in rushing though? Gotta season shit first :)
Qia, quick-! Attack Savant! o0o;;
I'll decide what to do once I get through this monster of a post haha :P
omg that is quite a read
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