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Current “Boy, three bedrooms, two baths, and one homicide. This place is gonna sell like hotcakes.”
1 yr ago
“Every time I think I can move forward, there’s this force bringing me back into darkness.”
1 yr ago
@Midnight Stars. People have a life outside of the site and will unfortunately disappear when emergencies strike. Not everyone has the time to be online every day/all the time.
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1 yr ago
"Books! And cleverness! There are more important things — friendship and bravery."
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1 yr ago
"Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light."
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WolfLover here, I am 27 year of female writer. Has been writing for over 5 years, so has lots of experience in the roleplaying/writing field :) I live in the Uk.
My interest check and My Character Storage for anyone interested :)
I am currently unemployed. (Lots of personal reasons, some of you may know, some don't). Last year had been bad for me, and my mental health. Still trying to recover and try to battle my problems. Muse has been slow, but slowly trying to get back into writing. If anyone's interested in rping, send me a message and we can work something out together :) Happy writing dear people.


The Witches and Warlocks of Tanner (Active) GM'S: @Hedgehawk@HaleyTheRandom@SouffleGirl123


Rhodes (Active) With @Jones Sparrow
The Mystery (Active) with @Fetzen

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Yavanna was quiet, letting them two talk. Her hands remained in Legolas'. Yavanna did not know, what would be her path now, with the death of Thorin and Fili. Or where her group, might go...or if they'd stay.

Thranduil looked at his son; seeing the conflict in his eyes. "Go...where your heart tells you to." he told him softly. With that, meaning for his son to stay with Yavanna. "But if you need, some time for yourself...go North. Find the Dunadine. There's a young Ranger among them. His father Arathorn, was a good man...his son, might grow to be a great one."
Yavanna looked down at the ground slightly..as Thranduil spoke to his son. Before glancing at Legolas, her mostly blue eyes looking back at him for a few moments...wondering where he was planning to go.

"Where will you go?" Thranduil asked looking at his son. A little hint of sadness in his eyes to see his son leaving, behind his home. But seeing the way he looked at the young she-elf warmed his heart.
As Legolas held onto her...Yavanna had closed her eyes. Listening to his heartbeat...feeling the warmth and protectiveness of his embrace. It seemed to have soothed her. As her sobs died down...a little bit of her light was returning. It was still somewhat weak due to her sadness. But the Prince managed to bring back her glow. As she looked up; her eyes were a odd mix of her Emerald and the sad blue. They were mainly on the blue side, with a few specs of green, returning.

"Your Majesty.." Yavanna breathed out; her voice low...even her soft warm voice, sounded sad. Feeling Legolas squeeze her hands...her hands squeezed his back. Holding onto them, not wanting to let go.

Thranduil had stopped, at the bottom of the steps. Seeing the sadness that Yavanna seemed to be displaying. It was odd for him to see her upset..it was almost unlike her. Seeing the Dwarves moving the dead bodies of King Thorin and one of his Nephews. Thranduil gathered, their deaths had made and impact on the young-elf. That she really cared for them.

"I am glad to see you are safe." he spoke; his words aimed towards his son and even maybe Yavanna. "I hope, you would consider coming home." he said to his son.
Yavanna's crying hadn't really stopped...her grief and pain too fresh. As she felt Saeril release her..she let her go, silently. As Yavanna felt Legolas' arms wrap around her...another sob escaped her. Moving against his chest...Yavanna rested her head on his strong chest...her own arms wrapped around him. Tears run down her cheeks..sinking through the material of his clothing. As she cried...Yavanna felt the warmth and security of his arms around her. It brought back the feelings and memories of not so long ago...when he caught her in his arms. How safe he made her feel.

Her crying, was slowly getting weaker...as her cries turned into light sobs and whimpers. Like an inner battle with herself, to try and remain strong for everyone around her. Especially Kili and Saeril. Bilbo had been sitting not so far away, from them on a rock....watching in sadness.

Feeling his God-mothers tap. Kili reluctantly moved away from his brother's body. Glancing to his side, he saw Legolas trying to comfort Yavanna. Before he noticed the presence of someone else. King Thranduil. It seemed like the elder elf, had been looking for his son.

Tauriel could hear Yavanna's crying slowly coming to stop. When she saw Kili looking behind her...she glanced over her shoulder, to see Legolas' father. This didn't seem like the best timing with everything...but she gathered, he had been worried about his son...if that was possible.
Tauriel noticed the way Legolas was watching Yavanna. It almost felt like she could read his thoughts..she nodded her head gently towards the two she-elves...as if telling him; to follow what his heart and thoughts were telling him to do, in wanting to comfort her. She wondered, if Legolas might help bring her glow back. It seemed, like the young elf always seemed to glow, more around the Prince.

As Saeril held her in her arms, her lightly was slowly dimming...and the flickering seemed to stop. Her light very faint...almost gone. Just like it had been gone for a time back in Rivendell. Elves were known to die of a broken-heart, it was one of the few things that could kill them. Although, she hadn't known anyone to die of such cause yet.
The world felt a little more dull, with the loss of Fili and Thorin. The pair did not know so many things, especially Thorin. How Yavanna had cared for him. She wished, that turning time would be possible. To bring them back...or to have arrived earlier...to have at least tried to save them both.
I know...I wasn't going to have him take the position. I had something else in mind...which I'd wanna keep a surprise, but he's not gonna take the position.
When Saeril approached her...Yavanna's green eyes had turned blue in grief and Sadness. Tauriel was one of the few, whom noticed the change to Yavanna's eyes...even Yavanna's glow...seemed to be flickering on and off, from her grief. She knew, that Legolas nor his father weren't fond of the Dwarves...but it was sad to see...Yavanna grieving. It was clear, that they had meant a lot to her. Tauriel stood beside Legolas, in silence. But gave Saeril a sad look of her apologizes and condolences for their loss.

As the eldest she elf, wrapped arms around her. Yavanna broke down...her face hiding in her shoulder. As she cried, trembling in her arms.

Kili on the other hand, was silent in his grief. It dawned on him, that he'd have to take over King from his uncle. But he wasn't...sure he wanted to. It was supposed to be his uncle...but nothing felt the same anymore. His uncle was gone...his elder brother wasn't here anymore either. Their home...felt incomplete without them both. He closed his eyes, as he heard Yavanna...her grieving made his heart clench. Kili knew how she was close to Fili...she had considered them both...even his uncle Family.



Amy Turner & Adrian Turner:

As he heard, Isabel's question. It felt like a slap in the face. It always brought back memories of the two of them together. When they were dating. Adrian had always been open with her; she knew everything...and he knew everything about her. Until lately; it wasn't the same anymore. How was he supposed to unload everything to her? He couldn't seem to do that. So lately it was the just the usual. 'I am fine, thank you.' 'I am doing good.' or his personal favorite; 'You know, same old, same old.'

"I am fine, thank you. You know, same old..same old. How about you?" Adrian said nonchalantly, as he leaned against the door-frame. 'You idiot. Two of them at once?' a voice said inside of his head. Before Isabel could question him about his odd comment, he called out. "You alright Ams? Need any help?" Hoping, his little sister might need some help in the kitchen.

"I know what you're doing!" Amy playfully called back to her big brother. "Don't be rude to the guest. I am almost done...be there in a few."

'Damn it. She knows me too well.' Adrian thought to himself. "I wasn't doing anything." He called back; it was worth a shot. To try and throw his little sister of the scent, that he was uncomfortable.

"You know, I have ears like a bat." Amy called back to her big brother. A few moments had passed before Amy walked into the living room with a large tray. There was a large jug of Lemonade with 6 glasses stacked. Two bowls of chips, one bowls of peanuts, a few chocolate treats and a tray of sandwiches she made. The usual snack fest the 6 of them had. "Hey, Is..it's good to see you." Amy smiled greeting the elder girl, giving her a hug once she set the tray down. "How's your dad?" she asked softly. It was always Amy that seemed to ask that question now-a-days. Adrian felt too awkward to ask.

Looking at the time, she pouted slightly. "Mhh, Milo and Justin are late...as always."Just then, the doorbell rung again. Knowing her luck, it was probably Penelope. She was always arrived before the boys.And to her surprise, Adrian seemed to have zoomed out of the doorway, to answer the door. Amy just shook her head at her big brother.





Penelope Jones:

Breathing in the fresh air; Penelope enjoyed the short walk from her house to the Turner's. Taking in the familiar views. But it never got old. She always liked looking at the houses and walking down the park. During the summer, she and the group always went there. For Picnics, game of Frisbey or Football. Upon her arrival...she rung the doorbell. Leaning her hand against the door-frame. She could hear running on the other side of the door; As the door swung open she saw Adrian. "Pennnnnnnnnny!" Adrian yelled out, as if relieved to see her.

"Well, nice to see you too Ad." Penelope giggled, shaking her head at his odd enthusiasm. Before she could give him the usual hug...he pulled her into the house. The door closing behind her in a hurry, as he almost dragged her into the living room.
"Look who it is! Penny's here!" Adrian broke Amy and Isabel's conversation, nudging Penelope over two the girls. "I am sure you girls, have some catching up to do." he blurted out, rather fast.

Raising an eyebrow, Penelope looked over at Amy. "Is your brother feeling alright?" she asked; it had been a while. Since she seen...Adrian like this. He usually acted so odd when he was drunk on too much coffee...or during the first few months, after he and Isabel had split up.

"Probably, had too much coffee this morning." Amy said with a slight giggle, but she went over to Penelope giving her a hug. "I am glad you made it on time." she smiled.
Glad to see this is still open too :)
@HushedWhispers I am sorry to hear that. Hope things will get better for you soon.
Glad to see this isn't getting closed down :)
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