#amara oc

I had an idea that their uniform gets a seasonal outfit,,,🥹 if not Amara goes out of her way to design her coat like her uniform,,shes so silly aa

For @tamlinweek day 3! I had to include our dearest bravest boy Andras! It is a bit of a sad one this time around, I am sorry, but I will be posting something I find funny later on!

Surprise!!! @highlordofkrypton I hope you don't mind me mentioning my favourite man ever Nyx Johannes Archeron in here, I could simply not resist it! So in a way this is also dedicated to you for always being so supportive and just an amazing human!

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Snippet below

***************** In memory of the brave ***************** **************************** Andras*******************************

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“Andras is..” Luciens’ throat closed up as he read the parchment, informing them of the passing of their dear friend. He did not need to finish the sentence for Tamlin to know what he had meant, what the parchment read. The blonde had been hopeful the parchment was another notice of failure from Andras.

Tamlin stared at the mohogany desk his eyes filling with tears he did not want to shed anymore. The entire court did not need to hear him weep and scream, he should be capable of holding himself together. But the reality of Andras being dead, dying for this court, for Prythian, left him with a powerful ache in his soul.

He could hear Lucien shutting the door to his office, probably weaving together a silencing spell around the room. At first a small whimper escaped him, he held onto the desk tighter, the wood splintering around his claws. Then followed the wailing, screams, crashing of things against the walls and floor. The ginger male only watched with silent tears flowing down his cheeks, he too grieving the loss.

It stopped as suddenly as it began, Tamlin kneeled on the floor, tears streaming down his red cheeks, sniffles escaping him. And he cried some more when he felt two familiar arms wrap around him. The two friends held each other as they cried letting the room fill with the sounds of their cries.

Character Aesthetics

Will add more to this but I thought it’d be fun to make something for right now! (Yes, I sometimes focus more on graphics than actually writing, sue me!) 

Amara S. Moore - S.T.A.R.S. Operative/Private Investigator 

Leon S. Kennedy - Rookie Cop 

     Inspired by current events in my life (:

     This is a curse to “scratch” your enemy when they are wishing ill upon you or sending you bad energy. 

Things you’ll need:

A chicken foot (or a sharp claw like object if your not comfortable using animal parts)

A photo or poppet to represent the target 

A pouch/something to put things in

Guinea Peppers 

Chili flakes

Black Pepper (optional)

A black candle

A red candle

Directions:

     This curse works best preformed when the moon is waning. If you work with deities or spirits, call on them now.

     The first thing you want to do is crush and mix your guinea peppers, black pepper, and chili flakes. While you’re crushing them, get angry. Someone wants the worst for you, wants you to fail and/or suffer- and that’s pretty shitty. Focus on that how your going to do something about it and crush your ingredients with that anger, sadness, disappointment etc. This is you retaliating. Pour your ingredients into your pouch. 

If your using a photo write the persons name on the back and any other information you have to identify them (DOB, Address,etc.). If your using a poppet do the same on a piece of paper or directly onto the poppet. 

Next take your chicken foot or claw like object and scratch the photo/poppet with it three times. Each time repeat this chant with all of your witchy power:

“I scratch you for wishing ill upon me. The ill you wish is now upon you.”

place the photo/poppet in the pouch along with the chicken foot/sharp object. Seal the pouch with black candle wax and then red on top.

It’s ideal to bury the pouch at a crossroads (or cemetery or the targets property) but since that’s not always a possibility- or legal- you can opt for burning it or simply throwing it away in a dumpster (NOT in your home). I actually use the latter for curses and binding spells and it works just fine. After you’ve released the curse in your preferred way, walk away and don’t look back. Also remember to take a different route when heading back home.

Amara MoodBoard:

➵ Aphrodite ½: The Greek Goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation.

➵ “. I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.“

➵ your kiss left my mouth wet with blood and desire and I still have a scar from when your hand grasped my thigh and it burns when I think of us entangled in my bed and no, I don’t always want you but I do know that no one else could ever truly love you the way that I do.