𝒟𝐼𝒱𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝒜𝑅𝒯-𝐹𝐼𝑅𝒮𝒯.

independent fandomless ocs. established 6.18.15.

[anokasheart]

♠  nonludum

    she still knows VERY little about him – and she does not mind. there is no need to know more about someone who is so RESTRICTED in their viewpoints when it comes to these things. he’s just some stranger off the street who she has ALLOWED to speak to her for the time being. how much longer that will last? she has no idea whatsoever. she has LITTLE time for trivial conversation but she can push forward.

      “ well i’m neither SWEET nor do i sing to woodland animals. “

   the gambler does purposely leave off the pure bit. what would it look like if a noble lady such as HERSELF admitted to being unpure? the thought is insanity. but a small smile graces her features as she pushes on.

    “ i don’t know that i would MIND being an evil queen. although – i think my rule would be much more levelheaded than those portrayed in childrens cartoons. it is all a PART of my destiny after all. “

delusions of grandeur? now that danny can get behind. his smile widens, his eyes glinting with excitement behind his sunglasses. this chick in the fancy clothing, the one who stands out of every crowd and probably sweats, like, so much--she’s DESTINED to be a queen.

just the thought makes danny feel a little more at home, for some strange reason.

 “well, if you’re destined to be a queen in the future, you have to be a princess now, right?” all of this is said with an easy smile and loose, relaxed shoulders. he considers celestia a kindred spirit now. “like, if you’re of royal blood and you’re not a queen yet, then you have to be a princess.”

[anokasheart]

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[anokasheart]

♠  nonludum

    “ in that context, i suppose it does not sound so BAD – i do base my clothes off of victorian royalty after all. “

     there’s a brief pause as arms cross in front of her chest and she tilts her head just SLIGHTLY eyes still fixated upon him as she considers where to bring her statement next. it is OBVIOUS she has confused him, so perhaps some clarification is necessary.

      “ i simply DISLIKE the term princess, because so many have been perpetuated as simple airheads that need a PRINCE to save them. i much prefer to be considered a queen, smart and RESOURCEFUL. “

unsurprisingly, danny isn’t exactly the brightest bulb of the bunch. he’s an entitled teenager from a rural town. despite his illusions of being the best of the best, he really has very little actually going for him. his education growing up was considered the best, but it withers in light of what others have.

and on top of it all, he’s TACTLESS. he’s veritably useless to the girl he’s talking to and that knowledge starts turning creaky gears in the back of his mind. behind the mirrored sunglasses, his eyes narrow in confusion, concentration.

“oh yeah, like in the fairy tales,” he finally says. “but i think most queens are EVIL in fairy tales. princesses are... well, you think of them and you think they’re sweet and sing to woodland creatures and they’re like... i don’t know, pure, right? queens just kind of... snap under the pressure of ruling.” 

[anokasheart]

♣  sungpraise

she certainly was a curious girl, wasn’t she? david had to wonder if she had gotten separated from her family or run away from something. there was a childish innocence about her that was surprising and a bit worrisome. he offered her a friendly smile and hoped they could get to the bottom of this.

“oh, that’s good,” he paused briefly. “well, we’re by lake lilac, actually pretty close to camp campbell. is there someone you need to call?”

beatrice really, really thought about the guy’s question. there were probably a few people that she might like to call--like her brother or mother or the pretty boy with the sunglasses--but she didn’t really NEED to call them, right? after all, there was nothing pressing she needed to talk about!

finally, she shook her head, braids shaking left and right as she pitched her voice slightly higher than the normally high pitch she exhibited. “i don’t think so. what’s camp campbell? is it where rich kids go for the summer? i’ve heard of a camp that people go to because their parents are super duper rich.” the insinuation, of course, being that beatrice’s parents were not exactly well off.

[anokasheart]

♥  staarraacer

                       “ Well… If you’re sure– I can help clean up the mess! Since it’ll be my fault in the first place. ”

                 Eva was grateful he didn’t mind her bike going into the house; she was a bit concerned someone would try and steal it, and that it may rust if it stayed in the rain for too long. She was prepared to push it through the door, but when her gaze raised from her feet she noted his hand was still resting upon the doorknob.

                 Head canting slightly to the side, her eyes narrowed a touch at him. Why was he staring at her like that? She knew she was a bit MUDDY…but was it that bad?

                       “ Is somethin’ wrong, Henry? I don’t have mud up my nose, do I? ”

                 A soft laugh fell from her lips, joking lightly with the male to hopefully get him to SNAP out of whatever trance he was in (though, if she did have mud up her nose, that’d be embarrassing).

eva’s voice broke the young man out of his reverie, cheeks colouring slightly as he turned the doorknob, pushing the worn old door open. somehow, his eyes didn’t leave her until his feet finally decided to move. it felt like centuries, the movement, but it was likely only a few seconds. either way, he quickly made room for the motorcycle, watching carefully as it was wheeled in.

“you... don’t.” it had been a bit since she’d asked the question, but henry had only just processed it. she was pretty muddy... they didn’t have running water here in the inn; they usually brought buckets of water from the river and wiped themselves off with washcloths. if they had to wash their hair, they did so in the bucket. he supposed this would have to do, even though he privately believed that eva deserved BETTER.

“if you want to wash up, i can show you where we keep the cloths. we don’t have running water here, but i could at least tell my sisters to stay out of your way while you freshen up. i’m sure beatrice would have some clean clothes for you to wear.” what he forgot to mention was that beatrice was one of his sisters--after all, everyone who lived in tenot already knew such things.

[anokasheart]

♦  astarvingauthor

She had been rushing, not paying any mind to her surroundings. Typical, the girl had a one-track mind fueled by more caffeine than any one human should consume. How her heart didn’t stop was anyone’s guess, really. Though regardless of this, she had her nose stuck in her notes, different recipes with x’s and check marks beside each on whether or not they worked.

Had the stranger not said anything at all, Sylvia would have walked square into her without so much as a second thought. Too many things to do, time to be wasted, but oh, dear, she would have spilled this piping hot cup of coffee in her hand on this poor girl, and she couldn’t have that!

Confusion struck with the apologies. She squinted, adjusted her glasses, then took a sudden step back, arms spread backward in shock.

“U-uh… You weren’t rude..” She kneels and gently places her own book- and more importantly, her coffee- on the ground to help the stranger, starting to gather her books for her. “You’re alright, please don’t apologize.. Uh, I wasn’t watching where I was going, either, so… I guess I’m.. Also sorry.”

violet was, in a word, nothing short of mortified. she bent, gracefully and not unlike a monarch, her skirts splaying out around her as she began to stack the books in a neat pile.

“i am truly grateful for your apology, madam,” came the reply, stiff and yet not untruthful. violet seemed to speak as if she were a wisened queen of old, the lilac of her eyes betraying a soul that was much older than it appeared. “i myself am simply glad that i have not offended you, and of course, that you didn’t spill your coffee when i startled you. you truly have nerves of steel.”

as she stood, books safely tucked in her arm, violet offered a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “how rude of me... i haven’t introduced myself. my name is violet and i am attending this academy under the title of ultimate servant.”

[anokasheart]

♥  staarraacer

                 Unable to sleep, Eva laid in bed for a little while, simply staring up at the ceiling. Her mind kept drifting to the boarding school; how long had it been since she ran away? A couple of weeks, maybe? They hadn’t found heryet, but that dind’t mean they wouldn’t. What would happen if they DID find her?

                 They would take her back to that hell-hole, that’s what they would do. She couldn’t have that– That wasn’t living. That was just…getting by. While her idea had been to leave and find her father, some bumps had occurred along the way.

                                                     At least the people here are really nice…                                                      I dunno what I would’ve done had Henry                                                      not shown up.

                 After a while she got up and decided to walk around, which was when she noticed she wasn’t the onlyone still awake.

                       “ No, not at all. Just…couldn’t sleep, is all.”

                 She rubbed the back of her neck as she stood in his doorway, feeling slightly awkward.

                       “ Sorry– I didn’t mean to disturb you… Thought I was the only one still awake. Could you not sleep either?”

what kind of horrible luck did henry have, to be thinking of her right as she appeared in the doorway? his heart rate quickened against his will; his mouth suddenly dry. he had never been someone who talked too much, but the weight of words unspoken seemed to hang in the air between him and this veritable stranger.

that was right. eva was a STRANGER. a pretty stranger that made his face flush and his heart flutter, but a stranger nonetheless. thinking of her like that... it would help him eventually forget about her. at least... that was what he hoped. it had never been hard to forget about people for the stoic farm boy. eva, he thought, would be no different.

but at her words, he couldn’t help but feel that familiar protective rush, that papa wolf mentality that had always gotten him wrapped up in terrible situations, the kind that caused trouble but that he never regretted.

“i study at night,” was his simple response as he set the book aside and stood up, smoothing his clothes out. “let’s take a walk.”

[anokasheart]

♠  nonludum

    princess is not the TERM she would go for - such a word made her mind jump to dim wittedness and the whole damsel in distress act. she was so much MORE than that. she also has the FEELING it was being said as a derogatory statement, and that was something she so often loathed. arms cross before her chest as her head tilts, acting as if she is TRULY considering his question.

      “ nothing so DRASTIC. i simply require some respect, and being greeted by such a CONDESCENDING tone is hardly acceptable in my eyes. “

danny BLINKS, unsure of how to handle this. she’s really offended over this, isn’t she? he squints, though that’s near impossible for celestia to see from the other side of his mirrored sunglasses. 

“condescending? who’s condescending? it’s a nickname. you look like...” and here he motions vaguely to her outfit, “some sort of princess from like, the 1800s or something.”

[anokasheart]

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[anokasheart]

@staarraacer  ♥  this.

late into the night, henry took to candlelight and pored over the books beatrice had stolen, complicated terminology worming its way into his aching temples until the tiny, faded words began to swim in and out.

and all he could think about was her. eva. 

closing his eyes, he set the book down, massaging his temples. how had this happened? how could he have let someone he barely knew worm his way into his psyche like that? self-deprecating thoughts roared in his throbbing temples, beats of blood coursing through his dizzied mind.

she could never know. if she never knew, there would never be hope for... anything coming out of it. he would let her stay for as long as she needed and then she would leave. sooner or later, everything would be exactly like how it used to be.

... did he even want that?

a noise startled him out of his thoughts, dark eyes lifting to find...

“eva.” her name was said dumbly, in confusion, before henry snapped back to his senses. “did i... wake you up?”

[anokasheart]

MUN ABC’S OR WHATEVER IT’S CALLED

Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, when you are done tag up to ten people and also tag the person who tagged you.

tagged by: i stole this from @veiliisms​ whoops tagging: you dont have to do this if i tagged you, and feel free to say i did tag you if i didn’t, but @thickcrskiin @starlightfolly @camp3di3m @sungpraise @tillaras @shcdowheart @starrypsychic !!

A - Age: 19 B - Biggest fear: being abandoned C - Current time: 11:32am D - Drink you last had: tea E - Every day starts with: blearily checking my phone F - Favourite song: ummm right now i obsessively listen to lethargy by bastille G - Ghosts are they real: shrugs? I - In love with: love and the idea of something binding us together you know that love is strong enough K - Killed someone: nah L - Last time you cried: uh last night i think? i dont think i cried this morning M - Middle name:  :( N - Number of siblings: deux O - One wish: to cuddle with the love of my life P - Person you last called/texted: the last person i texted was my partner i think Q - Questions you are always asked: uhmmm.... people usually ask me where im from R - Reasons to smile: ethan mars. im not joking. i love him to the ends of the earth hes amazing S - Song last sang: ugh i mean i sing in church so T - Time you woke up: nine :0 U - Underwear colour: i think its literally the colour of my blog. like the text on the title of my mobile theme V - Vacation destination: take me to rome guys im crying   W - Worst habit: compulsively telling people everything  X - X-Rays you’ve had: uhm. at the dentist, once when i fractured my ankle, probably some others i cant recall Y - Your favourite food: curry chicken, probably... i ate that every day from back when i was teething to when i was like, 15 Z - Zodiac sign: capricorn / aquarius

[anokasheart]

@astarvingauthor  ♦  this.

violet doesn’t tend to talk to herself, but under special circumstances, after a particularly harrowing conversation with a young man in another class, she’s clutching her books to her chest and rushing through the hall in an attempt to put as much space between her and that horrible student as possible.

“they could have given you any other title and yet, likely as some cruel joke, you end up with unwanted comments from EVERY man you introduce yourself to--!”

she turns a corner and stops short rapidly, flustered as she comes much too close to a young woman immersed in a book. rationally, this student would not have heard any of this grumbling, and yet violet is so flustered that she drops her books and bows, movements graceless and mortifying. “i-i’m so very sorry for... my rudeness.”

[anokasheart]

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[anokasheart]

♦  pastryhid

                 Having already eaten her fill for the night, Wysper was traipsing through the woods, making her way back home. She had been lucky that her choice in hunting grounds had proven fruitful, as it was always risky to return home on a rather EMPTY stomach (becoming problematic for the following night, as it lead her to be more likely to attack any humans who strayed too far in the woods).

                 As long, thin legs maneuvered through some bushes, the Hidebehind was at first unaware that someone was in the next clearing– At least, until the wind shifted direction and she got a whiff of them. Uh-oh; she hid quickly behind a tree, knowing she would be invisible, but she feared she had already been spotted.

violet didn’t know how she had managed to find herself here in the woods, where many in the village feared to go. at night, it was especially dangerous to be out here. bandits roamed the woods, searching for vulnerable sorts to loot. somehow she got the sense that there were malevolent spirits hovering in the air as well.

her shoes had been abandoned a few feet back; the tickle of grass against the soles of her feet made her feel closer to what seemed like home. this dreary forest crackling with evil energy... this was where the witch belonged.

a shadow moved; violet whirled around, blonde hair whipping against her back, hands poised to attack. “show yourself, fiend, else i will be forced to treat you as an enemy.”

[anokasheart]

13 for Danny?

uncommon questions | accepting!

13. What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

danny thinks that black is his colour. he really likes monochrome aesthetics. if someone asked him what actual colour was his colour, he’d probably say red. in actuality, he looks best in orange! it complements his eyes but it does well to highlight his naturally abrasive personality. another colour he looks good in but won't admit to looking good in is pink.

[anokasheart]

♣  @sungpraise​

   “h-hey,” david took a few steps back, hands raised slightly to express he meant no harm. he hadn’t meant to alarm her. “i just wanted to ask if you were alright.”

though beatrice had the body of a young teenager, she seemed to have the mind of an infant, or perhaps even less than that. eyes shining, she immediately dismissed all notion of a threat in favour of her curiosity. this guy seemed nice, she thought. he had knobby knees and a bandanna around his neck, so she thought he MUST be a nice guy.

“oh yeah, i’m fine!” cheered the girl, green eyes sparkling in the light. “actually, i’m really lost, but i don’t really mind. where are we, anyway?”