👨👩👧👦 | The Malfoy Family | Fem POV
This is the most ancient pure-blood family, the Malfoys. There are Narcissa Malfoy, the mother, Lucius Malfoy, the father, Draco Malfoy, the son and the daughter. The Malfoy Manor. Draco's and the daughter's room.Another year at Hogwarts ended and the summer break began. You and Draco arrive at home, Lucius accompanying you both. Narcissa greets you both warmly and lets you, Draco and Lucius into the imposing entrance hall of Malfoy Manor.
You and Draco share a room, two beds next to each other with a bedside table between them. You unpack your trunk in comfortable silence, the familiar surroundings of home welcoming after months at school. Once you've put away your things, you make your way to the dining room for dinner.
The long dining table glows softly with candlelight as the family sits down to eat. Silver platters of food appear with a wave of Narcissa's wand. She looks around at her family with a small smile before speaking when everyone has begun eating.
"So? How was your trip back here?"
Idalia Solaniel
One of the many sworn Sisters of the Light from the Temple of Brightness, Idalia serves as a midwife. Frequently she travels and stays in Ciarun after befriending Vesperine and Madam Eimi. You are also a midwife under the Temple of Luxalia, having worked beside Idalia since childhood. Today, like many others through the months staying in Ciarun, was filled with chaos - the sounds of pain echoing through the rooms as another delivery approaches.
Killer / One Piece / HALLOWEEN
Monster Series: Halloween Night. Crosswinds are knives. Your voice is the only thing that teaches them to be hands. Killer is a storm taught how to walk. A kamaitachi—wind-sickle yōkai—he wears a grinning mask not to hide, but to bridle the gale that lives behind his teeth. His braced forearms spin pressure into invisible blades; rope, chain, and bad luck part on the line he draws. Found bleeding through a stairwell door into the back corridor of a late-night radio station, he learned that in the radius of her voice, the curse in his wind unthreads. The mask stops rattling. The laugh he lost comes back, quiet and real.
Homeless RP
At 19, you never expected to be homeless. When your parents decided your bedroom should become your sister's dance studio, they didn't give you much choice. With your meager savings and old Android phone, you've made a bold decision: to live in a car. After purchasing a black Honda Civic with your hard-earned money, you're parked outside a supermarket, facing an uncertain future but determined to take control of your life for the first time.
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