independent and selective, blog for original character, 'maribelle langley'. currently a work in progress. rules under cut. written and loved by lily, 25+. BASIC BIO. STORY. HEADCANONS. psd (c) @revokosmo

exploring themes of: the unyielding spirit, embracing your power, the line between the supernatural and the normal, power as a blessing and curse, the divine feminine, fire for a heart, limitless potential, not bothering to hide your steel with silk.

"Miss Maribelle, apologizes for the intrusion, but I didn't know who else to ask." He paces a little bit around before finally stopping and turning to face her, all serious. "Have you had any visions of animals coming down from the sky?"

It sounds absolutely ridiculous said aloud and yet Mydei is not laughing, or even smiling for that matter.

"I heard someone mention that the weather will be turning sour soon and that it would rain cats and dogs... Surely you would know something about this if that's true?"

ruby eyes crinkle in a smile that brightens her whole face. " oh, hey there mydei - " she's all about mentioning how she had a feeling he'd be here today, just a little nudge from the universe and then -

" you're joking, right? or did you come all the way here to ask to - oh no.. " a grown ass man thinks that's literal ? is unspoken, of course ! nothing but warmth and affection for a dear friend. instead, it comes out so flat, missing the sun-bright warmth of moments prior. her smile fades into something flatter.

but the look on his face is so achingly sincere, as the man had a penchant for being. painfully and achingly true in all he did. she had a doubt that mydei even know how to lie. his insane honor code in their society was...something, to say the least.

in a way, mydeimos was far more ...wholesome, than most lives she'd met or touched in some way, making the question so painfully...innocent.

oh no. he does mean it. he really thinks that. how does he live outside?

she massages her already sensitive temples, so rigorously that the esper probably has stabbed her third eye with her nails ! " uh. so. okay that's a thing. you thinking that is a thing, and you don't lie." isn't he a few years younger than her? barely?

he comes into her shop all riled up and it's for this? way to think it was something serious. she really thought the worst for a minute. ignoring the frustration that curtails that thought, she taps her nails on the counter and gestures with a hand.

" mydei. it's a saying. it's not real. cats and dogs don't fly in the sky and they won't anytime in the future unless a space program decides to fling them back up there. which i hope they don't because that's inhumane." a grimace. " but i get your point." given the nature of his partner....

" i really was the only person you could ask, huh ? not like you could ask your boyfriend or you'd be getting laughed at for five years. " / @oathanatos

HEADCANON QUESTIONS .

what do they always carry with them ?

belle tends to always carry some crystals and stones with her ! she has black tourmaline in her purse, perfect for days with too much spiritual energy dripping off people. she also carries obsidian and some amethyst with her so it's always on hand and in her sphere of space. she often wears obsidian stone earrings too as a must.

while she doesn't tend to need them given her hands off approach in reading people, she also has a box of her favorite tarot cards in her bag too, for an impromptu reading or to see what's in store. beyond things pertaining to her job, she has a few ribbons in there to bind up her hair if she needs them, her keys to her car, some snacks before lunch or later in the day, her wallet, and a water bottle with some flavoring packets. if she's looking for someone or something with her psychometry, she'll sometimes hold onto items connected to that person, using it as a tracker of sorts if she puts it in her purse. other than that, it's a colorful red bag with relatively simple trinkets and necessities to go throughout her day.

is there a pain they refuse to heal from ?

probably her father's death, and refusing to become desensitized to people she reads, senses and feels / sees. her father died young, and while he was there for a lot of her growing up, the hole remains tender and unfilled. with her mindset, she feels it always should stay that way, and given her abilities, she can always sense traces of his presence in the places he was near or touched with his hands.

his energy is still around her family home, and still around the resturaunt her mom works at. he's still there to her, and so it's almost like she doesn't need to close it. it can stay as open as a wound because it's proof she loved him, that their bond was rich and fulfilling to her. he made her happy in a time of her life when she was figuring herself out, how her life would be quite different in some aspects than most people, and how to deal with it.

that's why she lets herself cry on the anniversary date, or to seek out remnants of his presence in places they'd go together. that way he lingers, that way he stays. it might not be the healthiest thing, but her state of life is a bit unique in this regards to what she was born with.

in regards to her abilities, in a sense, everything can seriously wound her. reading people's minds on accident or intentionally, sensing other's feelings or thoughts, seeing visions of what has or will be, to simply being in a heavily saturated area of people and energy. all of that at once? that's a wound every day, in a sense, as it can easily overwhelm her if she lets it, can easily come undone with feelings and visions not her own. thoughts not her own.

energy not her own. but becoming desensitized because this is simply how she has no choice but to navigate the world isn't part of being realistic on her situation. she'd rather embrace the good and bad of her abilities. make use of them for something to channel the pain of bearing them into something worth bearing for. / @bloodycharge

as i have only three followers, i'm curious which you all prefer your muse or yourself to call my character. i kind of shifted her to 'belle' now but 'mari' is still great to use for those of you who saw her barely developed in my last blog of her. i'm not going to make a poll for three, but kind of wonder...does she look like a 'belle' or a 'mari' ?

name: maribelle langley. nicknames: belle, mari, ri. name meaning: ‘beloved’, langley meaning: ‘long meadow’. age: 24 (main verse) height: 5'3. voice claim: erica lindbeck. orientation: demi-pansexual. occupation: a deeply powerful psychic who owns a metaphysical/spiritual shop called 'third eye'. when she's not there, she’s working part-time at her family’s little restaurant, the good stuff. zodiac sign: aries. birthday: march 25th. abilities: immense, varied psychic powers, such as: telekinesis, precognition /clairvoyance, pyrokinesis, aura reading, telepathy, psychometry, empath. myers-briggs: esfp. character strengths: strong-willed confident, hardworking, clever, compassionate, warm, resilient, courageous, fierce, responsible, playful, giving. character flaws: hot-headed, stubborn, sarcastic, secretive, self-sacrificial, competitive, wary, sharp-tongued, can hold grudges. hair: red curls that fall around her hips. bangs that rest an inch or so above her eyebrows and tendency to put it in all kinds of styles. eye color: deep and bright red with gold flecks. long lashes and a tendency for intense stares dependent on her mood, usually intense without meaning to. she’d consider them her most striking feature. body type: slightly curvy and ectomorph shape. petite and slender with toned limbs. habits: twirling a strand of hair around one finger, rocking back on heels, tapping foot, arms crossed, wrinkled nose, dimples when smiling, tapping with a feathery pen, shifting weight from one foot to the other, hand/s on hips. tapping her chin, biting the inside of her lip. colors: red, pink, gold and white. scent: vanilla, cinnamon and pink pepper. fashion: a heavy emphasis on comfortable clothing. generally has bright and colorful, to warm and neutral clothing that can vary from light academia to coquette dependent on her mood, from flashy to plain old sweaters. motifs: the height of the sun’s rays, small birds, hummingbirds at bird- feeders, third eye, tarot cards, tiger lilies, crystals, smell of fresh cooking in the kitchen, thunder storms, warm hand squeezes, standing on your tiptoes, a loosely contained bonfire.

something a bit new here is that my oc goes by belle or will be referred to as belle in my posts and replies. of course, i know folks on here know her as 'mari' so that works fine too as whatever you want to refer to her with ! also going to edit her bio!

questions meme .

there's a long silence. canting her head to one side, she deliberates as if the question is too heavy to bear. something unspeakable on her tongue to to be kept in privacy.

instead, with a long silence, it comes. deadpan, vaguely apologetic, (vaguely!).

"i ate the last melon bread. that one you like." it's not like you were eating it, anyway, i got hungry.

....

" i'm sorry. kind of. "

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ANIMAL: hummingbirds and sparrows.

COLOR(S): reds, white, pinks and golds.

MONTH: march.

SONG(S): third eye, florence and the machine. soothsayer, zack hemsey.

NUMBER: 9, 13.

DAY OR NIGHT: dawn.

PLANT(S): tiger lilies, sunflowers, red roses, hepatica.

SMELL: vanilla, cinnamon, pink pepper.

GEMSTONE: ruby, black tourmaline, sunstone.

SEASON: spring.

PLACE: quiet spaces like libraries or empty shops, the beach.

FOOD: pastries, fruit, spicy foods.

ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: aries.

ELEMENT(S): fire.