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He quite literally jumps out of his skin. Damn that was loud. 𝙅𝙖? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙩?

*immediately splashes a bunny potion in his face*

sorry you had to be a test subject again

(no, for the record i'm not really sorry hehe)

POOF!💨

A little black lop rabbit sits on the floor in the white pile of clothes before looking around at where it sat and squeaking in a panic. It jumps out of the pile, frantically looking around it to make sure it hasn't shed fur onto the pristine fabric.

Whew, they're clean.

“one, two, three, four, five, six...”

“aannd nine!” i pick up the last of his shiny rings.

“guess you won't be needing these anymore hm? (⁠ ͝⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ͡⁠°⁠)⁠ノ⁠♪”

The black bunny lets out a very interesting squeak reminiscent of a very shocked "HUH!?" hopping up as best he can to try and get to his things with frustrated little squeaks and growls.

“i don't think you'll be able to catch me but pop hop off cutie <3”

it seems like he'll have to get a certain someone's help if he wants to seize the ring thief

The black rabbit gave angry, repetitive thumps of his hind legs against the floor. Very much throwing the bunny equivalent of a tantrum, he turned and ran down the hall toward the office, hoping to find @ask-ring-schwartz or @askdariusvogel for a bit of help.

In the hallway, Ring looks down to see this adorable black rabbit booking it toward the office and crouches down in front of it.

"Hello little one. How did you get insi-" he squints before his eyes widen, "Nica? Oh no, they got to you too."

Ring gently picks up Rabbit Nica and positions some of his coat around him for added warmth. "Don't worry big bruder. We'll get you back to normal. Is the person who did this nearby? Uh...squeak once for yes and twice for no."

Nica groomed over his long floppy ears out of instinct as Ring picked him up, shaking his head vigorously and sniffing with a very cute squinting expression. He gave a chirping squeak a couple of times, poking his paw in the direction he'd seen them go.

#we're coming for you Veli #lololololol #askringschwarz

"Understood."

Ring nods, his expression serious. He absentmindedly scratches Nica's head before he corrects himself and takes off running in the direction he pointed in, making sure Nica doesn't jostle around too much.

a lil birdie told me there's been a real cutie patootie walking down the streets these days?

"A...cutie patootie..." he says slowly, as if testing the words in his mouth. "I don't know what that is. You said they're walking down the streets? Where would I find one?"

(Hey, Admin here lol apparently the phrase didn't start popping up until sometime around 1918, or at least that's the first recorded usage of it so I'm running with him having no idea what that means 😄)

#he's so silly #I love him to bits #askringschwarz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best #askringschwartz

Hey, Ring, look, I made some 'Bienenstich' and 'Baumkuchen'. Would you like to eat them together...? We could go out for a picnic.

((Hey admin, if you have the chance to taste some German dessert, I'd recommend you try the desserts mentioned above.))

His eyes light up and he nods, a small smile on his face. "That would be nice. Thank you for making these, I'm sure they're delicious."

(Admin here! I've never tried any German dessert outside of Schwartzwalder Kirschtorte and I really liked that. From the sounds of it, I'd also really like Baumkuchen and Bienenstich though so I'll have to check it out! 💜)

#I am loving all the asks I've been getting allowing him to be a soft sweetheart #thank you anon #askringschwartz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best #askringschwarz

What do you look for in a woman?

"Hm? Oh..." He trails off, giving it some thought before he speaks again. "I want someone who's nice to me. Someone who will treat me with kindness. Someone who also likes flowers, and animals, and won't mind that they seem to flock to me. I also want someone who can be nice to Nica because he's my brother and very important to me." He pauses for a bit before his eyes widen a bit and he nods, adding, "Ah. And someone who cooks. I like food a lot, and can never seem to be full for long."

#admin catching up on asks don't mind me #askringschwarz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best #askringschwartz

What's your sexiest feature?

He blinks, confused, his head slightly tilted, his cheeks pink.

"I...don't...have one?"

#help I don't think he'd have ever really thought about it and therefore wouldn't think he has one #askringschwarz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best

He quite literally jumps out of his skin. Damn that was loud. 𝙅𝙖? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙩?

*immediately splashes a bunny potion in his face*

sorry you had to be a test subject again

(no, for the record i'm not really sorry hehe)

POOF!💨

Whew, they're clean.

“one, two, three, four, five, six...”

“aannd nine!” i pick up the last of his shiny rings.

“guess you won't be needing these anymore hm? (⁠ ͝⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ͡⁠°⁠)⁠ノ⁠♪”

The black bunny lets out a very interesting squeak reminiscent of a very shocked "HUH!?" hopping up as best he can to try and get to his things with frustrated little squeaks and growls.

“i don't think you'll be able to catch me but pop hop off cutie <3”

it seems like he'll have to get a certain someone's help if he wants to seize the ring thief

#Aw yeah back with the animal shenanigans! I'm excited #askringschwarz #askringschwartz

In the hallway, Ring looks down to see this adorable black rabbit booking it toward the office and crouches down in front of it.

"Hello little one. How did you get insi-" he squints before his eyes widen, "Nica? Oh no, they got to you too."

Why should I love you?

He looks taken aback at the question for a moment before his face returns to its normal seriousness.

"You shouldn't. I don't know you."

#askringschwarz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best #askringschwartz

Cat be upon ye

"Oh!"

He kneels down to the cat and offers it his left hand and makes little "pspspsps" sounds as it sniffs him. He pets the cat, scratching behind the ears and when it purrs, his face softens in a smile.

"Sweet little one. Do you have a home? I wonder if Dari would be alright with me holding onto you for a while..."

#askringschwarz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best #askringschwartz

How is it possible for someone to be so lovely like you. You've made my heart so full by just merely existing. *ugh* YOu're so gorgeous it hurts. You know nobody compares to you. Truly.

"I...um," He trails off, and he looks positively befuddled and breaks eye contact. He's silent for a while before his cheeks turn red.

"I don't know what to say to that. I...thank...you?"

#I actually had no idea how to respond to this lol but I tried!#But for real though he IS gorgeous and lovely and all the nice things!!#askringschwarz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best #askringschwartz

what if i hug you with consent?

- 🍗 (a person who loves fried chicken)

"I...ah," he looks off to the side bashfully, his cheeks red before returning to you. "I'm not very good at it...but one would be fine." He pauses again before adding, "and fried chicken is delicious."

#foodies unite!#askringschwarz #ikevil rp #ikemen villains rp #rp blog #roleplay blog #admin tries her best #askringschwartz

“So, what’s ‘offi–” She begins, then stops. She tilts her head back at him, silently conceding. He had a question. She can’t guess exactly what he’s thinking, but she can tell when someone is puzzling something out.

“What’s wrong?”

"Hm? Ah," He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, scratching the back of his neck briefly before continuing, "It doesn't seem like you like talking about yourself. But I could be wrong." He averts his eyes downward and slightly to the side, "I'm not as good at reading people as Dari and my brother are so...please excuse me if I am. I didn't want to pry either way."

[i realize it may actually be easier to just reply, but lmk if you prefer asks!]

She shakes her head. “You’re not prying–I asked, after all,” She smiles. “I’ve always considered myself an open book, actually. So, I guess it’s not that I don’t like talking about myself, it’s just…there’s not a lot worth saying.” She shrugs, shifting her weight a little. A half-truth, but true enough.

She meets his gaze directly with a small smile, checking his reaction.

“Other people are more interesting,” She adds. “For example…you mentioned ‘official business’. What does that entail? Is it just the three of you?” She places a hand on her cheek, pressing lightly before removing it. “Or…resting in the afternoon or under the open sky–is it something you’ve always done, or a habit you picked up later?”

(lol at the very least, maybe it'll keep another weird Tumblr deletion thing from happening, so I say if it works, it works!)

"I see. Apologies for misreading, then."

He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back against a tree to make himself comfortable.

"Official business for Vogel mainly pertains to making the world a better place for curse bearers. As you can imagine, the world hasn't been very...kind, to us, so we hope to change things." He hesitates, looking off to the side before looking back at her and continuing, "I can't go into specifics, but that's the gist of it."

He shifts, crossing his ankles over the other as he relaxes. "It's...something I've come to enjoy fairly recently. Let's just say I found a new appreciation for being able to look up at it that I didn't have before."

“‘A better place for curse bearers’..?” She repeats his words, mostly to herself, before falling silent for a while.

“That’s fantastic, I think. I can imagine it can all be quite..” She bites her lip, searching for the right word. “Confusing. Or harsh, maybe.”

“But I really, really hope you achieve it,” She smiles. “So, you’re in London looking for cursed individuals, then?” She asks, before correcting herself. “--Oh, wait, I’m sorry if you can’t say. I’m not sure how specific ‘the specifics’ are.”

"You're fine. Yes, we're looking for curse bearers in London." He keeps the answer short, but not rude.

His face returns to his normal neutrality but patiently waits to see if she's going to ask another question.

“Have you found any?” Her question was a little more cautious than the rest. She pauses before adding, “Like–Crown, I guess.”

He speaks of curse bearers so freely; it confuses her. Would it be rude to ask what his curse is? If she did, would she have to exchange information in kind? A bitter thought.

His brows twitch, pushing himself off of the lean he was just in, fully alert. He debates with himself for a second before the question leaves his lips, slowly, cautiously.

"How do you know about Crown?"

She blinks, surprised at the shift in atmosphere.

"I—My father," She admits. "I read his notes, after he died. He was looking for answers. And—" She hesitates, before changing her mind at the last minute.

"—It was interesting. That's all."

"...I see," He looks off to the side. "He...must have been very well connected if he knew about them."

He's quiet, looking conflicted again for a moment, his brow furrowing and his lips thinning as his eyes narrow slightly in sympathy. "...I'm sorry for your loss."

“It was no loss,” She shakes her head. “I hadn’t even seen him since I was fourteen,” She laughs a little, then adds, “When so much time passes, it’s easy to lose track of who people are.”

She shifts her weight and adjusts her posture. “Uhm, anyway–I don’t know if he was well connected, but he was obsessive. I guess he was looking to them for help…though that doesn’t seem to be exactly what they do.”

He hums and nods in understanding and for a moment his eyes look far away before they focus on the conversation again.

"I see...I don't know much about them...so I can't say for sure."

He frowns in contemplation before speaking again, deciding to change the subject. "Do...you...have any hobbies?"

She almost laughs at the abrupt change, but smiles instead. “Sure. I go hiking a lot, but I especially like hiking in the mountains. It’s quieter–less people,” She pauses.

“I’ve also picked up woodcarving and papermaking, but those are, uhm..kind of strange, now that I say it out loud.” She laughs a little and a light blush tints her cheeks.

“And yourself? What do you enjoy?”

He's about to ask if she's laughing because he said something funny or has something on his face when she answers his question and he listens.

He blinks. "Papermaking." He says slowly, as if testing how it feels on the tongue, "How do you do that?" He asks, eyes widening with genuine interest before adding, "And what do you usually carve when woodcarving?"

"I...like studying flowers. I like learning their names and meanings." He looks up for a moment as if recalling more, "I also like interacting with animals. And I like eating a lot." He turns his face back to Autumn and nods, "That's it."

[you can skim past the first part, it’s just a literal explanation of how to make paper LMAO]

“Mm, it can be quite messy. I don’t often make paper from scratch, as it’s a much more arduous process. But you take a soft wood, like spruce, and pulp it until the finer fibers can be removed and washed. To make the right consistency, you have to include other fibers, so I usually use cotton, which is a similar process,” She explains, trying to condense the long process into something that wouldn’t be too boring. “So, you let the wood and cotton fibers soak in water for about a day–you can dye it if you wish–then heat them with steam until they’re soft enough to grind into a paste. Then you sort of…’sift’ that a few times. Finally, you can spread it and leave it in a press to remove any extra water–and shape it. Then, after a few days, you have paper,” She finishes.

“But I usually make recycled paper now. Which is much easier. I like to include flower or vegetable seeds in the paper, so when I’m finished with it, it can still be of use. As for woodcarving…I tend to make little animals, or sometimes things like cups or bowls. Nothing big,” She shrugs and tucks a piece of stray hair behind her ear.

“Flower meanings and interacting with animals…That suits you, I think,” She smiles, nodding a little. “My favorite flower is a poppy,” She gestures to a small charm of a red poppy attached to her bag. “Do they have any special meanings?”

He continues to listen intently, not making a sound or interrupting at all until she's done, and then he nods, signifying he heard and absorbed it all.

"Including flower and vegetable seeds is smart." With a small smile, he says, "You must be knowledgeable to have thought of that."

"Do you have a favorite thing you've made?"

At the comment about animals and flowers suiting him, a bit of pink spreads on his cheeks and he awkwardly rubs the back of his neck before focusing on the part about the poppies.

"Ah, poppies are pretty." He looks off to the side as if recalling information before settling back on the charm, and then back to Autumn. "They tend to stand for loss or sleep. But it also depends on the color. Red ones also mean consolation, remembrance and sacrifice. White ones can also mean consolation but mainly stand for peace. Yellow ones mean wealth and success."

A light pink tints her cheeks and she shakes her head. “Uhm, not really–it just made sense.” She shrugs before moving on quickly.

She looks up in thought. “I made a little wooden doll once. Of a girl. I used it as payment to an innkeeper. It wasn’t really anything special, but he gave it to his daughter and she liked it,” She turns her gaze back to Ring with a smile. “It was nice to know it was loved.”

She furrows her brow at his explanation. “Consolation, remembrance, and sacrifice..?” She repeats his words, dropping her gaze to the small red charm. She’s quiet for a moment, somewhere far away.

Suddenly, she blinks and puts on a smile. “...How miserable. Perhaps I should find a charm of a yellow poppy. Or a different flower altogether, if they also mean loss,” She laughs a little. “Do you have a favorite flower, or a favorite meaning?”