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fa-comment-alt interest check! Hello! I'm ezri. I don't think I've ever made an interest check on here, so bear with me. Some basics: I am in my 20s and will only accept 18+ partners. I have a preference for MxF pairings, but I'm happy to play both male and female characters. I'm looking to...

For as many bad things Vivian had to say about Cinders, there seemed to be an equal amount of good ones. With the restrictions of spina no longer hanging over them, even the rigid social expectations seemed a little more bearable; but not much. But that wasn’t something a young woman of any...

Somehow life had persisted in Cinders, although two months ago Vivian might have regarded its destruction as an inevitability. Maybe that fear was still there, somewhere, lingering at the back of her thoughts and waiting to explode at the first sign of trouble. But there had been no signs...

This was not where Vivian ever expected herself to be, marching out with a gun in her hand. If someone had told her about this when she’s first arrived in Cinders, she would have thought they were a lunatic. She wasn’t a fighter or a soldier, no matter how much Colonel Ayax tried to convince her...

As suspected the demons were no longer abiding by the contract, but it appeared that they had no interest in renegotiating it, either. Not with Vivian, anyway, and not now. It was disheartening to say the least, but also an affirmation of certain facts; the demons weren’t going to give up, and...

It was surprising how simple it was to construct the circle, although it was still a nerve-wracking experience. It was a wonder, she thought, that no one else had attempted it. Or maybe someone had? But the process succeeded, and in a flash she looked up to see her circle now filled with...

As the Fallen fled Vivian felt a surge of relief and exhaustion, as if now that she had a moment to rest all of her exertion hit her at once. They were safe, for now; they had some of the keystones under their control, and that would help. But how should they move forward? What could they do...

It felt strangely personal, like the magic protecting Cinders was protecting her as well. If the prospect of its loss wasn’t frightening before, the very real sight of it was almost enough to make her heart stop. But there wasn’t a lot Vivian could do by herself— there were many more Fallen...

While the Fallen were working just as quickly, it seemed, she had found one before they got to it. It was a relief and a bolster of confidence; it wasn’t ideal, but even having one was better than nothing at all. Still, she didn’t have the utmost confidence in her senses, leaving the only...

As she suspected, the thralls that day had already been working to remove the keystones. If they’d found that one, surely they would find the others too, given enough time. Vivian needed to move quickly. But how? Where to look? Thankfully she had the Philosophers to aid in the search, but they...

Wren was encouraging, and if there was any sort of future in the cards for them, at least there would be one guarantee. One promised good thing. It would be nice if this moment could last longer, but their embrace was cut short by harsh reality. She sighed and nodded. Cinders had not been...

Wren’s plan, if you could call it that, didn’t look terribly promising. It was simultaneously encouraging to see his efforts and disheartening to know that it really might come down to bullets from a gun. Was that really all they were capable of? It almost seemed that their falls would be...

Things had started turning for the worse even more quickly than Vivian imagined. She’d been rallying against it for what felt like ages now, but the reality was finally hitting that maybe they wouldn’t stop it. Maybe it was all for nothing. Her heart thudded in her chest. Maybe she would die...

This was a more difficult proposition— it would be hard to argue for the Fae’s motives when by all accounts she should not know them. In this fervor, if she admitted to being bound to the Wood even temporarily, she’d be completely discredited if not worse. “No, burning the Wood won’t solve...