#ginxseaa

My Character Must Confess in Threes

(Accepting!)

Similar:

“There’s an…elven woman ah know.  Ah’ve no’ seen ‘er in a long while, bu’,” she trailed off, looking back down at her work. ( @unholysunblade; AU)

“Kiya.  An’ she knows.  She enjoys exploitin’ ‘at lil’ fact.”  ( @kiyastrasza; AU, MU, and everything in between)

“ ‘At Wieda’s quite attractive, as well.  Shame we didn’ meet sooner.”  ( @wiedaashcroft; MU)

Different:

“Terrick, o’course.  Those blood red eyes an’ dashin’ charm o’ ‘is.  Makes me weak in th’knees.”  ( @terrick-ebonsteed; MU)

“Gatz - while ‘e can be a bit of an arse - is dashin’.  Ah’ve grown rather fond o’ ‘im over our time t’gether,” her voice trailed off as she toyed with the beads in her hair.  ( @brashtide-menace; AU)

Terrick would cause John to start arguing with Gin about the age gap, but he would surprisingly earn the instant approval of Minerva simply for being male and Gilnean.  John would eventually shut up upon learning that Terrick is Gilnean nobility, and turn to complete mush at the sight of his grandchildren, his face lighting up upon learning that they named their son after him. ( @terrick-ebonsteed )

Gatz would be greeted with a very loud “wasn’t he a prisoner of Gilneas” from Minerva, Gin responding to her with an even louder “MUM!”  John would start arguing with Gin about the age difference, eventually ending in an exasperated Gin throwing her hands up, grabbing Gatz by the arm, and storming out. ( @brashtide-menace )

Seaandra Sunblade and Virginia Ash

I felt like making some moodboards for Gin’s ships to try and gain some inspiration for writing.

[ @unholysunblade / @boilingheart ] [Forgive me, I just needed to write drunk Gin ranting.  Then angst happened.]

“...an’ she wus ‘ot.”  Gin’s words were slurred as she ranted to the bartender in Dalaran.

“How can a death knight be hot?”

“She...Ligh’, yer thick.  Ah don’ mean she wus literally ‘ot.  Ah mean… ‘er looks.  She wus physically attractive.  Like ‘oly fuck.  Elves’re jus’...fuck.”

The bartender rolled his eyes, wiping out a glass before refilling Gin’s drink.  “Elves are fuck, hm?”

“Look, y’know wot ah mean.”  Her elbow slipped off the bar, catching herself before she hit the counter.  “She wus jus’...bloody gorgeous.”

“So what happened?  I’ve seen you with others around here, you’re not one to let who you want slip through your fingers.”

How I wish, how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found? The same old fears Wish you were here

GinxTerrick: three years GinxSeaa: one and a half(?) GinxGatz: one, I believe