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3 yrs ago
Current Just to inform all my partners I will be taking a short break whilst I move home. Responses and replies will return once I am settled.
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4 yrs ago
How do you write like you're running out of time? Write day and night like you're running out of time? (This darn song is stuck in my head T.T)
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4 yrs ago
Welp, now to wait for the next patch of FFXIV ;A;
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5 yrs ago
Expect delays with replies as FFXIV Shadowbringers has come out <3
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April 22nd
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Ascending the stairs Ethan took each step carefully as he found himself smiling to himself as if he had accomplished something of great importance. The male certainly had a screw loose, but it didn’t mater to him as he firmly believed he had won this battle and began humming a tune to himself before finally singing the lyrics out loud to the empty house.

“And I’ll be along. When I’ve finished my song.”

More humming left his lips as his fingers began to tap against the banister as he climbed further heading towards the room, he had left Iris bleeding out inside.

“When I’ve paid all my debts, when I have no regrets…” Pausing at the top of the stairs as he listened out for any sound that was off, eyes flicking back to the bottom of the stairs a sinister smile still on his lips. Satisfied that nothing seemed amiss he continued on moving to the room that wasn’t even unlocked anymore, there was no need when the person he had held captive couldn’t move without making things worse.

Pushing the door open he heard the creak, and he had the satisfaction of seeing his prize sprawled on the floor laying in her own blood as the knife could be seen still in the same place he had left it. Finishing off the verse in his song as he sauntered inside eyes carefully watching the girl he had loved, “Right here in the old therebefore…”

Now fully inside the room Ethan crouched beside Iris who was giving him a look full of loathing, “When nothing is left anymore.” The verse of song now at an end Ethan reached his hand out caressing her cheek with his finger as if this was natural. Fingertips feeling how cold her skin was and he knew there was not much time left for the love of his life. Bring his fingers to his lip he kissed them before pressing those very same fingers to the side of her cheek as if giving her one last kiss goodbye before rising to his feet once more.

“Goodbye Iris.”

Accepting that she was gone he moved to the bed in the room taking a seat on the old mattress, a puff of dust rising as he did so and the sounds of old springs groaning under his weight. All he had to do now was wait and watch, if no one came he would simply bury the body later and make his move to join the others.

“Rot in hell…”

If those were to be her last words then so be it, what was the point of fighting anymore? All hope was fading away of any form of escape or someone coming to save her. It was hard to keep focus and she felt drained just wanting to do nothing more than go to sleep and give up fighting. I’m so tired… so very, very tired.

Silence fell into the room again and Iris couldn’t quite tell if Ethan had left or stayed, but she didn’t have the energy anymore to worry about it. If she could she would swear that she could hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears, her ragged breaths filling the room as she struggled to keep her grip on reality. Giving up Iris let herself fall into the lull of sleep, eyes closing as her head rolled to the side. It was hard to tell if she was breathing because it was so shallow, her chest barely moved as she drifted between sleep and unconsciousness.

Bump~
Ethan was clearly pissed that Maisie of all people was now trying to ruin his plan, he had expected much of her best friend, but he thought he had struck such fear in the girl she wouldn’t be coming here making threats to him now. Ethan knew he had to remove her because she would not stop at getting to Iris who was a key part of his plan currently, a plan that felt like it was falling apart because he was certain that the King would have turned up for her by now. It seemed Iris had been right in saying she had broken his heart and he was now about to lose his only bargaining chip to getting to the crown.

“Ethan! I know you have her; I swear to god if you have hurt her!?”

“Swear to god what Maisie? You’ll kill me? Please, you’re weak and couldn’t even touch me.” Ethan spat back at the girl his rage building as the girl didn’t back down and stood firmly in front of him challenging his authority.

Ethan was right, Maisie knew that, but she couldn’t just let her friend suffer like this. Sighing softly her shoulders slumped because she was useless in this situation because she was only a baker. Maisie didn’t have the backbone or strength to fight it, she didn’t want her friend to get hurt, but what could she do? Bake him a batch of cookies? A bitter thought crossed her mind not that the districts even had the ingredients to bake something so sweet. “The rebellion is done with. Can’t you see it? You can’t bring down the monarchy and it’s stupid to think we can. The districts are suffering, why not focus your effort into improving them?”

Ethan could hear the plea in her voice, the resignation that she was not about to get past him to help Iris. There was no reasoning with him and instead of replying to her Ethan grabbed her by the wrist and began to escort her out of the house they had been using as a temporary base. Dragging along a protesting Maisie, he threw her out onto the floor shaking his head, “Go home Maisie, this is my final warning, or I will do something I’ll regret. You have his protection for now.”

Turning on his heal he slammed the front door behind him and stormed towards the front room where various different people were working away on plans. They were all just as sick and twisted as he were, and he’d established them to continue on the rebellion as others turned their back just because he’d done a few things they didn’t agree with.

“Ethan, they’ve started to trace our hacking. I’ve hidden our signal best we can, but we’ve been blocked out the Capital again.” A gruff voice spoke up, he was new to the rebellion and was an escaped convict from said place.

“Maybe he is coming after all.” Ethan mumbled to himself as he tapped his fingers against his chin. “Pack up your things. I can’t risk you getting caught up in this. Someone needs to continue the rebellion.”

“That’s the sanest thing you’ve said in a while.” Another man with pale skin and burn marks running up his left side chuckled as he nodded to the escape convict both began packing up their stolen computer ready to make a hasty getaway. “We’ll meet at dusk.”

“If I’m not there in two days assume I am dead and enact plan B as discussed.” Ethan stated as he glanced towards the stairs that led upstairs to where Iris was with a knife embedded in her. With everyone giving a quick nod the two men that had been helping him hack into the Capital had scarpered out from the house leaving him and a few expendable members of the rebellion left in the household. After all he had to make them think they had squashed the last of the rebellion if they were on their way. It could all be for nothing and maybe no one was coming, but you could never be too careful.
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“Ethan! What you have you done?”

“I told you this would happen; this is the plan!”

“Ethan, you said you wouldn’t kill her, she won’t survive that without medical attention… the guys still left in the rebellion won’t like this one bit…”

Cutting in and out Iris could hear voices not too far from her, she didn’t dare move to not irritate the wound she was now supporting but keeping awake and trying to hear what was happening around her was difficult. On occasion she could hear snippets, voices she didn’t fully recognise, and the conversations seemed to be more debates and arguments. Fading in and out she tried to pinpoint key things that where happening, anything that could be of use but all she could feel was the searing pain in her side and a steady amount of blood pooling from the wound surrounding her on the floor.

“Why hasn’t he done anything yet?”

“He said he’d block your number; I doubt he has seen the video, and this would have been all for nothing!”

NO!

The loud shout jolted Iris awake once more, the room was spinning around her, and she couldn’t tell you how long had passed. It could have been a minute or an hour because all sense of time had escaped her whilst in her current state. The only thing she knew for sure was that when the darkness enveloped her it gave her a brief respite. Pain didn’t seem to affect her whilst she wasn’t awake, and it was hard to keep fighting against it. Iris knew better, she knew deep down she couldn’t keep letting herself fall asleep as the next time could very well be permanent. Was there any point to fighting it? No one was going to come for her, she could go somewhat peacefully in her sleep and then Ethan would have no hold on her or Cas.

Who could use her for blackmail if she was dead? But… she didn’t want to die. Deep down there was a part of her that wanted to live, to find that happiness she had once had with Cas. That one night in the hotel when they had planned to run away together had been wonderful, there was no worry no fear and all they did was have fun together getting a taste for what it felt like to be in a relationship. It hadn’t ended too great, not with the death of his father and then everything changed once more.

With the little fight she felt she raised her arm, hand shaking from effort before she touched the knife embedded in her. Just the small amount of movement and touch to the blade sent a ripple of pain through her body, crying out as the pain made her alert once more. Panting from the effort her hand dropped down to her side into a cold wet substance that she knew was her blood. Chest heaving, she was awake, alert and feeling the pain in her as she tried to focus on what was now happening around her.

“WHERE IS SHE?”

Fully alert she could hear a voice that she knew, a loud womans voice asking for someone. No demanding for someone. It was Maisie it had to be her, maybe she had come to her rescue? But there was no way Ethan would let her past, there was no way she could get to her.

“It’s NONE of your business! Now GET OUT!”

Bump~
Drifting in and out of consciousness as Iris tried to make sense of who she was and where she was, she found it a struggle to have a firm grasp on what reality was. Ethan hadn’t been kidding on the fact she was going to suffer for Cas not stepping down and she wished for the crazy ex-boyfriend of hers to just put her out of her misery. It took a lot of willpower to tell herself it was worth it, that she had made the right decision even though it caused her all this pain. Ethan hadn’t been nice in any way; he had left her with the broken arm and beaten body on the floor not even bothering to throw a blanket her way to combat the cold night.

Tears streaked down her face as she could feel the pain pulsating in her arm, the pains from the beats and kicks had dulled but only because there was a new pain on the block drawing all her focus. Iris didn’t have the energy to move so she stayed on the floor drifting in and out of exhaustion only finding herself to rouse at sounds approaching her cell or because the pain was too much to give her some rest. Hearing some sort of argument outside Iris opened her eyes towards the door trying to focus enough to listen.

“Are you really going to kill her?”

“It’s the only way to send a message, if he knows I’m serious at killing her then he will step down. If he doesn’t and she dies, then he will be taken by guilt.”

“Ethan it’s risky, I thought you loved the girl, but this is a little bit farfetched. There is talk, that maybe you need a break and some….”

Don’t! That’s absurd I am within my right mind and doing the right thing for this cause or have you forgotten on who the enemy is!” Ethan snapped at the other who just sighed and wandered off not wanting to get into a fight with a man who was losing his sanity as each day went, obsessing over one thing. “She will understand my love, the sacrifice I am making for the greater good here!” As if trying to affirm to himself that she still loved him and would understand his decisions.

The noise died down again and Iris couldn’t hear anymore voices as the exhaustion took her once more, eyes resting for a moment as she succumbed to the darkness. It had been another day before she started to come around again her energy still dwindling and the pain still there, but she knew there couldn’t be much longer he would hold out for. As her eyes began to open, she made sense of a figure in the corner, an outline of someone on the chair who leaned forward to her as her eyes slowly blinked registering her surroundings.

“Today is the day my princess. It is time for you to play your part in my plan.” Ethan spoke in a soft manner as he edged forward his eyes solely on the girl he had loved. Kneeling down at her side he began to stroke her hair in his fingers as if soothing her from being unwell, another sick twisted game of his as he acted like this was normal.

With her dry throat Iris managed a hoarse whisper to him still not giving up hope that Cas had moved on and was living his best life as a King they deserved. “It won’t work."

“Shhh, save your energy my sweet. I expect this to be long, slow and even more painful.” With a glint in his eye, he drew a blade from his pocket the steel blade pressing against her abdomen as he leaned over her body still on the floor. Inching closer to her lips Ethan kissed her softly as he pressed the blade into her skin slowly earning a whimper of pain and jolt of her body against his as he pressed the knife in further. Pulling back from the kiss he could see the tears in her eyes the struggle to not sob in front of him and show him the pain she was in; warmth of her blood had touched his fingertips before he pulled back leaving the knife in place knowing the weapon would help stem the blood flow and give her longer before bleeding out.

Rising to his feet he pulled back before nodding to a comrade in the room who stopped recording the scene before them and handed the phone over in silence. There was a green hue to the guy who felt sick watching, but none the less he had stood by Ethan as he took the next steps in his plan. Ethan had snatched the phone from him and wasted no time in sending that little snippet of a video to the King to see how serious he was in his words. Whether or not the King had turned off communication to his number he didn’t know, but he sent it none the less hoping he hadn’t blocked the number.

Enjoy living with your decision.
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We fear that which we cannot see...


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A little bit about me! I love to write in my spare time as well as play video games. I love using fandoms and original plots so don’t be afraid to ask if you don’t see anything you like! I’m a female and prefer writing with those 18+. I prefer fade to black if things progress with characters, this could change later on depending how comfortable I feel. On another note I don’t mind playing the male however I do prefer playing female characters. I'm happy to do MxF and I'd be willing to try FxF/MxM, however it's not something I have done before and I do not mind on post length as long as you give me something to work with and it's not a one liner.

Please PM me to discuss any plots you may be interested in!

I’m also open to hearing any plots you may want to suggest, I’m looking for a few new partners to write with.

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Tudors:
Promised to one another Muse A and Muse B had been an arranged marriage since they were young. Uniting two lands they were the power couple, having known each other since childhood no one questioned their love for one another. What happens when you can't produce an heir for the country? Muse A hasn't been able to produce an heir struggling to conceive the pressure of running their country on top of assassination attempts with no lineage to follow they must try to work together. Muse B however has other plans and one of them involves a mistress.

The Arrangement:
Muse A is betrothed to Muse B to stop a long sort out war, a war that has ravaged both countries and the only way to see an end was to unite the countries with a marriage.

Another variant would be Muse A gets sold off to a gangster boss Muse B due a debt her family incurred a more modern style arrangement. This can also be worked into the Tudors idea above. I’d just be really interested in writing something around old medieval times with royals and a court.

Famous isn’t everything:
Muse A is quite unwell, they suffer from an illness and as a last wish they wanted to see Muse B who is famous. Due to giving up on all hope Muse A is getting worse because they see no point in living, once Muse B visits it perks them up a little. They discuss things and Muse B makes regular visits because they feel obligated too at first, but things could go from there.

Another variant would be Muse B the famous person is the cause for a huge car crash injuring Muse A quite badly. Muse B sends flowers and an apology to appease their social media status but makes a visit to Muse A and see’s the damage they’ve caused. Perhaps even Muse A is now paralyzed, and Muse B feels like the owe Muse A something and tries to help. At first it came from a selfish place, but they slowly realise how they are starting to care.

Werewolves:
Please find the link to the kind of setting I want to build with this.



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~Fandoms~



I have popped the fandoms under a hider only because I have so many! I'm happy to play both canon and OC and can double up!



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