🥀Love Quote #13

🥀 Love Quote #9

“Your presence used to be that of like summers to me. Constantine. Your kisses were that of spring, but now I feel like you’ve left me in the dead of winter. I want to feel like I’m in spring again Connie, come back to me.” ~ Adelola to Constantine

🥀 WRITEBLR INTRO

Hello my doves! My Name is Robin Fox and I decided to give myself a formal introduction into the writeblr community!

🥀About me:

Robin, aka the void, late teens

Jamaican

You’re typical quiet kid who is secretly crazy

My hobbies are: role playing, writing, composing music, sleeping, eating, and drawing

Obsessed with classical music

Would love to have my enemies to friends to lovers trope soon

I hope I can make friends in the community and I can’t wait for y’all to meet my ocs and I most definitely can’t wait to obsess over yours ❤️

Feel free to drop an ask, I’ll be happy to answer when I can!

🥀WIP

GOLDEN AGE OF LEGENDS SERIES - Nuphia, Ophélie, Adelola, Samantha, Devil’s Bride, Kotori, Nyx, Valencia, Battle of the gods, Ace, The Vulture, Zeria

Prophecies foretold and foreseen by the goddess of all tells the stories of 12 legends, ready to make their mark on the world. Whether good or bad, as a danger not seen slowly appears from the shadows…

🥀Love Quote #2

“It doesn’t matter to me whether you are some kind of god brought down to earth or a mere a demon, from the ranks of Jezoth ready to kill me…I’ll always love you. And I will always run to the ends of the earth if it means holding you in my arms, your majesty.” ~ Darius to Seraphina

🥀 LOVE QUOTE #18

“You have no idea how you affect me princess. You have no idea how much you’ve plagued my very thoughts. I want you, and only you. I want to feel you beneath me, I want to feel your hot breath on my neck. I need you.” ~ Constantine to Adelola

I’d like to participate thank you very much 😌

Storyteller Saturday

Some questions you can use:

🏵 which OC have you had the longest, what inspired them?

💐 which OCs have died or are you planning to kill off?

🌺 rate your OCs by how attractive you personally find them and why or if you're not attracted to any, just rank them by how cool they look

🍀 which OCs would get along the best?

🌵 which OCs would NOT get along?

🌸 who's your most morally questionable OCs (not including villains)?

🥀 go off about a villain OC

🌾 what's something an OC needs to learn?

🌷 is there a lesson for the readers in your WIP?

🌻 share a favorite line of dialogue out of context

🌿 describe your narrative style, multiple POVs? Present or past tense? 1st person or 3rd? Why did you choose that for your WIP?

⚘️ pick a song that represents each WIP, what would play over the trailer

🌹 write a vague blurb about your WIP, for example, "a rude elf and a dumbass dwarf find out they're actually related and must stop a big problem"

🌼 pick an OC and put them on blast. Call out their flaws, complain about what makes them difficult to write, etc.

“When I said I wanted something. Anything at all. A fight maybe, to stop this wedding. I did not mean getting invaded.”

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A little snipet of chapter 2 on my rewrite of Adelola

🥀Love Quote #4

“Either you fight with me, or fight against me. It doesn’t matter to me. As long as I get to kiss you senseless afterwards against my bedroom walls.” ~ Gemini to Sabine

29. Where do you draw your inspiration? What do you do when the inspiration well runs dry?

I draw my inspiration from music. As most of my stories and characters are created from Music. When my inspiration runs out I tend to switch through genres for a while just to listen to music until I feel that spark again

🥀 Welcome to hell Y’all!

I shall be posting all of my welcome to hell profiles here as a new way to introduce my kids!

🥀 Adelola One Shot

This is ENTIRELY on Adelola and Constantine’s relationship.

TW: the TENSION.

Tag list: @jezifster @onthetipofmyquill @written-in-gold

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Loud cheers and laughter filled the ballroom, guests danced around, moving to the music the orchestra played as they drank and partied. It was Adelola’s 20th birthday, her coming of age ceremony. And she was not in the mood to party.

The last past days were filled with council meetings, war plans, and the constant stress of planning a funeral. On top of all of this, her brother wasn’t around, healing in the royal infirmary and he may not be up to help finish the worked they’ve started.

Once again, it falls on her to save everyone.

Drums sounded and horn trumpets blared as the crowd sang their praises, congratulating her on another year of life and finally becoming a woman. Well, she guessed there was something good to come out of all of this. She hummed, lightly tapping the arm rest of the woven throne she sat one.

She can finally complete the last part of her plan. Now if she could only find where Necros was…

Another trumpet blared, making her wince. She should get out of here first, plus it wasn’t like she needed to be here right now. No, she wasn’t needed for what, a good half an hour? Adelola stood up, making her way out of the ballroom.

She sneaked through the hallways, making sure not to trip over her dress as she waved to the staff. Tired, she was so tired. She finally found an empty room and went inside, locking the door behind her. Now, she can finally rest-

“Princess?”

Adelola flinched, gasping lightly as she turned around. She allowed her vision to get used to the dark, slowly picking out the surroundings.

A bedroom?

“Lola, aren’t you supposed to be back at the party?”

Adelola turned to the source of the voice to see red eyes staring back at her. Ah, there he is. “Constantine. I wasn’t expecting you to be in here. Weren’t you supposed to be with the other guards?”

Constantine stayed silently for a while, trying to think up an excuse to say. “I was…resting.” He knew that was a lie, he was actually waiting for someone to help finish the rest of his plans. A way to bring in the war, and kill off the princess. Who was standing right in front of him with no guards whatsoever.

“You were resting?” Adelola cocked a hip out to the side, folding her arms as she smiled softly. He knew that she knew he was lying. “Well, Connie. If you don’t mind me resting with you. That would be wonderful.”

Constantine huffed out a laugh and turned around to go sit on one of the love seats but stopped, a flash of gold passing his vision. He turned around, only to see Adelola making her way over to the bed. The dim light of the moon illuminating her figure and her dress.

Oh mercy, the dress. The way it seemingly melted on her skin, as if it were a second of skin. Just waiting to be torn off. Did her body always look so tempting? Constantine shook his head, his jaw clenching. No, he can’t think of her like that. It was probably because he was tired, and it was her 20th birthday. Everyone’s probably seeing her as tempting right now.

But the more he studied her the more he couldn’t help himself. Did she get her hair straightened for the occasion? The way it fell down her shoulders like silky golden waves made him want to touch it. To run his hands through each strands. He clenched his hand and his eye twitches, no no no. Constantine is a patient honorable man, a gentleman.

He took deep breath to calm himself, to restrain himself from grabbing her. I’m gentleman, he told himself. I’m simply tired.

“Connie, you’re bleeding.”

He snapped out of his trance and looked down to see Adelola standing there cradling his balled up fist. The warm feeling of liquid made him look at his hand to see blood pooling out. “Oh.”

Adelola stared up at him with worry in her eyes and sighed, “come.” He went to protest, saying he was fine but was met with a glare. “Come.” She yanked him forward a bit and dragged him over to the bed. “Sit.”

Constantine did so silently, watching as she went around the bed to get what seemed to be a first aid kit. “I was examining the room” Adelola spoke up, fidgeting to get the kit open as she walked over to him, “Turns it was an old maid’s room.”

She knelt in front of him and placed the opened kit next to her. “Looks like they keep the kits inside the old rooms as well.” She hummed, gently taking his hand and opening it. Silence fell over the two as Adelola worked, carefully bandaging the wound.

Constantine continued to watch, watching the way she would fidget around. Red eyes seemed to glow dimly as they watch a figure made of gold work silently.

“Princess…”

“Hm?”

“Do I make you nervous?” Constantine asked, watching as Adelola placed the supplies back into the kit. The princess scoffed, locking up the kit and placing it underneath the bed. “Of course not Connie.” She busied herself with making sure she still looked presentable.

Constantine glanced away from her, eyes flickering over to the locked door before going back to her. He licked his lips and smiled softly, “Look at me, Lola. And tell me that.” But she never looked up, she fiddled with the tight fabric of her dress. “I don’t see why I should do that, it’s quite a ridiculous question as to why would ask me that-”

“Look at me.” Constantine said once more, lifting her head so she could look at him. “Do I make you nervous Lola.”

“No. But do I make you nervous Connie?” Adelola titled her head, widening her eyes to look a little more innocent. “Don’t think I didn’t notice the way you were watching me.” A small smirk formed, “How long have you been looking at me like that?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Oh yes you do,” Adelola chuckled, getting up from her knees and pushing his hand away from her face. She placed a leg between his legs and pushed him down. “How long, Mr. Constantine? Has been from last year’s ball?”

She smiled when Constantine tensed up, jaw clenching up once again. His eye twitched, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He growled lowly, averting his gaze to look anywhere but at her.

“You’re reaction says differently, Mr. Constantine.” Adelola lowered until their faces were mere inches apart. Constantine breath hitch, his throat drying up as he tried to find something. Anything to say. “I-”

“Your majesty? Are you in here”

Adelola sneered and looked over to the door. “Yes?” She called out, getting up off of him.

“You’re needed in 20 minutes, I suggest we go and get changed for the 3rd event.” The maid called out patiently, waiting for Adelola to come out.

The young princess brushed herself off, glancing over to Constantine and flashing a smile before making her way over to the door, leaving Constantine by himself.

Constantine stayed on the bed, a little dazed by what happened. But the only thing on his fuzzy mind was her.

Crap.