#DCVIUM: Indie rp blog ft. The Dark Urge. Primarily Baldur's Gate 3 & Dragon Age based. Verses for Hunger Games, Harry Potter (anti-JKR), and more. Mun can be very slow due to chronic conditions.
`RULE ONE.` No godmodding, no hate. Both simple things. Homophobia, racism, transphobia, racial or cultural intolerance, and any other hatred is not tolerated. I, also, do not participate in call out culture. I will not rp with: Incest, non-con of any type, p*dophilia, mpreg. If you have 'purity culture' comments on your blog, I'm not interested.
`RULE TWO.` I am HEAVILY anti-JKR, Greg Ellis, Sapkowski, and Smeyers. However, that does not mean you won't find content related. I am autistic and these things often cross over into my special interests. **HP content will ALL be tagged as 'hp tw'. Please note that I DO NOT give JKR money.** I don't want anyone uncomfortable, so feel free not to follow. This is a hobby, after all!
`RULE THREE.` This blog is mutuals only and semi-private. I will check every blog that follows me, but I will only follow if I think we can vibe and I can see writing with you. I am also multiverse / multiship. OCs are great! Just please have a bio and rules page! I never do exclusives and mains just means I've developed a lot with the person. Feel free to hard block if you don’t want me following you. If you soft block, I might just get confused!
`RULE FOUR.` I do not have to answer every meme I get. I tend to stick between 1-3 paragraphs, but I try to match length. I have some mental struggles, though, so sometimes threads over 3 paras can pose problems for me. My main thing about length is quality over quantity. Give me something I can respond to. I use small font and can do icons or not.
`RULE FIVE.` Chemistry above all else! That is the most important. I LOVE ships, though. Love 'em. Unrequited love may feature on this blog! Never mistake that for force-shipping, absolutely turn my muses down if you want. This blog is NOT pro-shipper friendly. Toxic relationships may be plotted.
`RULE SIX.` I have no triggers besides spiders. I am very arachnophobic. As in, even the word causes a physical reaction. Please tag pictures of them or webs. This blog will feature triggering topics (tagged) . *Ex: blood, gore, cannibalism, horror.*
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Their fingers knit together and suddenly Harry is able to breathe a little easier; it never fails to surprise him how much his own happiness can sometimes be tied up in other people. Her chin on his shoulder made him smile, and he leaned in to kiss her temple with no hesitation.
"I like simple." Harry agreed with a warm smile and pretended to think for a moment. "Well, I figured you'd probably planned something so I thought I might... do whatever you had planned. I mean, if you want uh... to get away from everything for a day."
There was a happy little hum as she felt the kiss, eyes pressing shut for a moment like a contented cat. She'd only let go when they reached the kitchen and, even then, not by much as her fingers still grazed Harry's arm.
"Oh, I don't make plans preemptively. Very 'live in the moment', you know." It was somewhat a joke. Somewhat. "But we could do some more mundane things like visit the zoo, go to Diagon Alley, even apparate somewhere further away from the city." Diagon Alley risked Harry being recognized, so she wasn't certain if he'd want something like that.
Nimue halted, her head cocking to the side quizzically. "I didn't... realize that I was. I think I just got angry and I started doing things harder, you know?" Was... was that what being competitive was? Maybe. It was a part of it, certainly. "I prefer being competitive with stupid things, though. Like games that don't matter in the end. But... I'm not normally competitive." Just prone to losing herself a little.
Thanks to their battle with Myrkul, Gar had lost his right eye in a serious attack, leaving him incapacitated for about half the battle. But when things seemed rough, he overused his magic, tapping into his patron's promised power, and helped finish the job quickly before falling unconscious. By the time he woke up again, he and the rest of the party were back at camp for some rest and a mini celebration. Gar left his tent with a pounding headache and agony and went off somewhere into the woods, far away from the noise and high energy.
'You would be annihilated if I were not present.'
Gar sighed heavily as his patron spoke to him in his mind. "Spare me. I haven't the patience nor the energy to deal with you," he mumbled under his breath. However, he didn't realize he wasn't alone.
A damp cloth had been pressed to Gar's forehead, Nimue dabbing softly. It was better for her to care for him than to focus on her own discoveries. It was like her torso had been cut open anew, her ribs splintered and cracked, blood seeping heart pounding rip it out rip it--- His words tore her from her rapidly devolving thoughts.
A blink, then another. The cloth had been raised, her hand hovering uncertainly. Had he said that to her? Had she done something? Was it because of what they'd found in the hive? Nimue's lips pressed into a thin line, brow furrowed in worry. Did he see her as a monster, knowing what hadn't killed her?
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Elizabeth glanced over at Nimue, blue eyes reflecting in the sun as they walked back from Beasts class across the school grounds. “Why do you say that, Nimue?” she asks, northern english accent light but inquisitive.
She lifted her brown leather bag higher onto her shoulder, heavy with books on ancient magic, the odd one on dark magic. “is that something you’re proud of?” she asks, almost thinking this was some sort of joke remark.
she comes to a stop, by the doors into the school, turning to fully face her, giving her her undivided attention.
A sort of rumble formed within Nimue's throat, like a thoughtful hum yet with a hint of something more bestial to it. She'd been more than happy to aid Lizzie in getting adjusted, when Dumbledore had asked. Even if the year was... odd, given the involvement of the Tournament. Better her than most of the current Slytherins, right? Shame they couldn't be in the same house, but that meant Nimue could spend her time in private trying to aid her house's reluctant champion.
When they paused, her gaze flicked to the girl, seeing a lightness in her gaze. Right, she didn't know... Merlin, how did one explain this? "My father's in Azkaban." Blunt, sure, why not. That probably could be explained more. "Err, he... Well, he's a convicted Death Eater. I don't know if anyone's told you about them, about the Dark Lord." There was a scrunch of her nose. "In short, though, yes. I am proud of it. He would have a heart attack, I think, knowing his daughter is not only a Gryffindor, but friends with muggleborns and rolls around in the mud with crups." Beast class never failed to remind her how much more she liked animals than people.
How could it be? Two girls, both the same age, both developing this strange magic? Sure, coincidences were a thing, but this was a little too much. Brown eyes narrowed at Elizabeth for a moment, wheels turning. They couldn't be related, could they? Were they? Certainly not on the side of Nimue's mother, Lizzie shared none of Nimue's slightly more vampiric traits, but perhaps on her father's side?
"Maybe it was supposed to happen. Maybe it's like the universe is preparing for something." That made sense, right? Ranrok was wielding some darkened form of the same magic, then Rookwood and Harlow were roaming about. Maybe this-- them-- it was to combat that. Balancing the scales. "It's not bad, I don't think?"
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feel free to change pronouns as you please! ____ signifies a place where you can insert a name.
❝ Oh look, a dragon…Perfect way to ruin our day. ❞
❝ Seriously, just how many keys does one ancient temple need? ❞
❝ Just once, I wish we would enter a cave and see normal sized spiders… ❞
❝ Mountains…Cold…“Let’s bring ____!” ❞
❝ We’re going to get lost and starve to death, aren’t we? A glorious end for us! ❞
❝ Plague: a cheerful addition to any decent swamp. ❞
❝ Do you feel that? My magic-sensing nose is tingling! ❞
❝ I’d expect more from a man/woman who can’t stop talking about how clever he/she is. ❞
❝ Why be ashamed? Power should be respected, not swept under the carpet. ❞
❝ Honestly, a man’s gotta take his fun where he can find it… ❞
❝ That staff’s in pretty good shape. You spend a lot of time polishing it? ❞
❝ I’ll never understand why you spend half your time running around bare chested… ❞
❝ What’s the matter? Not enough slaves to rub your tootsies? ❞
❝ Discretion isn’t really your thing, is it? ❞
❝ Did you want those silky underthings back or did you leave those as a token? ❞
❝ For someone so scared of magic, you’re not shy about benefiting from its effects. ❞
❝ While we’re sharing surprises, you’ve done a lot less dancing naked in the moonlight than I expected. ❞
❝ That outfit is sorry. What are you supposed to be, some kind of woodsman? ❞
❝ You’re a special and unique snowflake. Live the dream. ❞
❝ Would you not conserve energy with a less flashy style? ❞
❝ Please speak up! I cannot hear you over your outfit! ❞
❝ First we execute those who will not submit, then we deal with the rest. ❞
❝ Ah, the wilds: lush, beautiful, and full of things that want to eat you. ❞
❝ I finally found a place I hate more than caves. That’s a first. ❞
❝ You don’t want to talk about yourself. I can respect that. So what do we talk about then? ❞
❝ I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and assuming you didn’t drag me here by force. ❞
❝ You’re either the worst person ever or the best…I can’t decide. ❞
❝ Still waiting for me to do something sneaky and spy-like? ❞
❝ I like the stories where the villain was the man/woman beside you the whole time. ❞
❝ Be careful…These sorts of romances don’t end well… ❞
❝ It’s quite comforting that whatever qualities I lack, you’ll invent for me… ❞
❝ What could you possibly hope to accomplish with such madness?! ❞
❝ Am I to understand that you’re writing a book about me…? ❞
❝ My dear, if I didn’t want people to fear me, I wouldn’t dress like this. ❞
❝ Aren’t you rather wealthy to be dirtying your hands like this? ❞
❝ What an excellent place to be murdered and left in a dank hole… ❞
❝ The most poisonous snakes are always the most beautiful. ❞
❝ Is it my imagination, or have certain lingering looks been passed between you and ____…? ❞
❝ Just keep hitting things, my dear… Don’t worry your little head about the rest. ❞
❝ So much is at stake. Why would I leave any of it to someone else? ❞
❝ You’re right about one thing…You wouldn’t stand a chance against me. ❞
❝ I look forward to the day when your veneer crumbles. ❞
❝ If my skills can weaken your opponents to make your fight easier, please, let me know. ❞
❝ Darling, it’s your bottom. Again. As bony and sad as the last dozen times you displayed it. ❞
❝ Your failure is that you assume I desire approval. Power does not require that I be liked. ❞
❝ I hope you can take care of yourself, should we encounter anything outside your experience. ❞
❝ You so often come out on top. You play these political games brilliantly. ❞
❝ Be careful. There may be a reason this ground has lain undisturbed for so long. ❞
❝ It’s always remarkable that some will take advantage of chaos to further their own cause. ❞
❝ Looks like someone was digging for things that should have been left undisturbed… ❞
❝ This world is full of wonders for those who seek them. ❞
❝ Look, it’s a natural thing to be curious about! ❞
❝ For all your experience, you don’t carry yourself like a soldier. ❞
❝ In battle, you look like you’re waiting for applause after every move. ❞
❝ You have a certain swagger, like you know you’re the most dangerous thing in this room. ❞
❝ You’d be amazed at what a man/woman armed with a rock and a headache can do. ❞
❝ Do we ever have uneventful days? ❞
❝ Know what it’s like to have leeches in your pants? No? Well, now you do. ❞
❝ Bloody sand. Getting in places where sand shouldn’t ever be. ❞
❝ Does it seem strange that every single person at this party has tried to bribe us? ❞
❝ Not exactly the fight I was expecting when we got here. At least we got the job done. ❞
❝ I fear for you sometimes, the way you throw yourself into battle. ❞
Autism's great. Sometimes your body goes "you will now only eat string cheese and be repulsed by other food". And you're like, what? I can't live on string cheese, let me eat something else--- Nope. Only string cheese.
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Death Eater's daughter. Half-Vampire. Dumbledore's Army. Order of the Phoenix. Informant. Veteran of the Second Wizarding War. Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.