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;2 have entered the bakery
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The baker glanced at the other, and moved as if to speak up, then quieted down, gripping at their tie nervously.
"Y…you should, uh…make a purchase to have a dessert to go with…."
"Ooooh, your right!" He finished his small sandwich, and got up off of the chair. He went over to the counter to view the many sweets. "Well… now there’s a lot.. how am I suppose to choose…" He turned back to look at Brandy. "Which one is your favorite, and I’ll just have that one! Problem solved!" He said with a cheerful grin.
Brandy thought for a moment and cleared their throat, shifting position. “Hmmm…I..I’d go with the vanilla cheesecake if I were you…though one slice will likely be all you can handle, it’s very rich.”
"Well then, in that case. I’ll have 5 slices of the vanilla cheesecake!"
"F-five!?" They wheezed in shock and stared at the merchant.
"Ah hah hah! I’m not going to eat all of them silly! I’m just going to put the other 4 in a box for later!" He cheerfully said. "It would be a shame if I only had one !"
"Ahh...th-that does make more sense, but they'll need to be refrigerated."
( Sickly-elsen ) - ( To Brandy ) "S-stay back!"
"Huh…?" The baker raised an eyebrow and tilted their head. "Wh-why? I’m not going to hurt you…"
"Hhhh, I’m not that cruel…" They frowned softly.
"I ne-never said you were cruel. I just do-don’t want anyone stepping o-on my flowers."
"I won't st-step on them...hhhhh...."
( Sickly-elsen ) - ( To Brandy ) "S-stay back!"
"Huh…?" The baker raised an eyebrow and tilted their head. "Wh-why? I’m not going to hurt you…"
"Ah? Oh, s..sorry..I..I won’t, don’t worry…."
"Y-you better not."
[ After that previous encounter with that albino crocodile, he has been protective of his garden and refused to let people near it. ]
"Hhhh, I'm not that cruel..." They frowned softly.
;2 have entered the bakery
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The baker glanced at the other, and moved as if to speak up, then quieted down, gripping at their tie nervously.
"Y…you should, uh…make a purchase to have a dessert to go with…."
"Ooooh, your right!" He finished his small sandwich, and got up off of the chair. He went over to the counter to view the many sweets. "Well… now there’s a lot.. how am I suppose to choose…" He turned back to look at Brandy. "Which one is your favorite, and I’ll just have that one! Problem solved!" He said with a cheerful grin.
Brandy thought for a moment and cleared their throat, shifting position. “Hmmm…I..I’d go with the vanilla cheesecake if I were you…though one slice will likely be all you can handle, it’s very rich.”
"Well then, in that case. I’ll have 5 slices of the vanilla cheesecake!"
"F-five!?" They wheezed in shock and stared at the merchant.
;2 have entered the bakery
xsomethingseemsoffx laughingmerchxnt
Brandy let out a soft sigh as they arranged the cupcakes in the display case, jumping in shock when they realized someone had entered the bakery.
"Oh! Goodness, I’m sorry! May I help you?"
Zacharie gazed upon the baked goods with a slight smile, finding the cupcakes rather cute and appetizing, even though he had never been fond of sweets. He was not here for himself, anyway, so they would be perfect. "Not to worry, friend!" he said cheerfully as he approached. "Might I ask which of your goods has the highest sugar content? My companion here has quite a sweet tooth." With this he jabbed a thumb behind him, motioning towards what appeared to be nothing at all. Notably, there also appeared to be a strange female licking the windows outside of the bakery.
The spectacled Elsen leaned to the side, taking stock of the strange girl and the masked man before them, raising a concerned eyebrow before nodding. “Ah, yes, the most sugary snacks I have are the flan and the strawberry roll cake, whichever strikes your fancy.”
"I see… I’m thinking the latter would be best," he speculated, after a moment of thought. "Don’t you think so too?" A pause. Not getting a reply as he had expected, the merchant turned around, immediately letting out a frustrated sigh. "I swear I’m going to… Pardon me a moment." He quickly rushed out of the shop, grabbing hold of the odd girl’s arm and clearly chastising her. A moment passed before he managed to drag the silvery haired female into the bakery, but he soon returned to the counter, sighing as his companion pressed herself against the display glass and gazed at the contents excitedly. "… Sorry, friend. I’ll clean up the window for you," Zacharie said apologetically, searching his pockets for his wallet. "This is her first time out in a while. How much do I owe you?"
Brandy wheezed slightly, before taking a medium-sized section of roll cake from the fridge, carefully setting in on a plastic plate with a napkin and placing it on the counter. "This section of roll cake will be 15 credits, sir. Do not worry about the window, I can take care of it..."
( Sickly-elsen ) - ( To Brandy ) "S-stay back!"
"Huh…?" The baker raised an eyebrow and tilted their head. "Wh-why? I’m not going to hurt you…"
"N-no, yo-you’re going to step on the f-flowers!"
[ Those flowers, in particular, was actually his garden. ]
"Ah? Oh, s..sorry..I..I won't, don't worry...."
"So bandit, if your really me... HOW DID YOU GROW HAIR?? HAH AH HAH HAH"
"Fun story there, man. I’ve grown it out after the purification of the zones. About the same time I lost my eye."
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"How bout we compare our supplies and see if we can meet each other’s needs?" He smirked.
"Hmmm.. I wonder if I actually need anything. I mean, if I wanted it, it would probably be in my backpack." He pondered on what to actually get, or to give
"We'll see how this turns out."
"You." Bandit hissed under his breath at the other.
"Ih, Ih, Ih. Hello Bandit, it’s been a while." The fox had a twisted grin on his face, his tail swishing from side to side behind him. Usually he never remembered the names of any Elsen he met. But this one, oh he took the liberty of remembering his name.After all, the Bandit from his file was the reason he still had a Batter to experiment on. “Come to say hello? Or are you here to wallow in your own guilt? Or…maybe you’ll try something stupid. Haha”
"Tch. As if I have any guilt from you, only disgust I ever bothered serving anyone but myself. You’re nothing, never benefited me, really. Just a good while of my time wasted that I’ll never ever get back.”
The merchant Elsen narrowed his eye and leaned against the wall, not showing any fear or other than contempt.
"So you actually grew a spine while you were gone. That or you’re not the Bandit that helped me trick that idiot Batter and puppeteer. But, whatever…" Seneca didn’t even seem phased by the Elsen’s words. He saw no need to be. This was an Elsen, and he was a god. "I’m more curious as to why you’re actually here. This is my domain, you should know that. Why come here all by yourself when I could easily shove you into some room and put you through he’ll and back."
"Eh." He shrugged and stood straight, examining his fingertips contemplatively for a moment, as though the other in front of him was literally just nothing. "There's items to be gathered, and sold for my benefit. I'm not scared of a deformed chihuahua like you anyway."
;2 have entered the bakery
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The baker glanced at the other, and moved as if to speak up, then quieted down, gripping at their tie nervously.
"Y…you should, uh…make a purchase to have a dessert to go with…."
"Ooooh, your right!" He finished his small sandwich, and got up off of the chair. He went over to the counter to view the many sweets. "Well… now there’s a lot.. how am I suppose to choose…" He turned back to look at Brandy. "Which one is your favorite, and I’ll just have that one! Problem solved!" He said with a cheerful grin.
Brandy thought for a moment and cleared their throat, shifting position. "Hmmm...I..I'd go with the vanilla cheesecake if I were you...though one slice will likely be all you can handle, it's very rich."
"You." Bandit hissed under his breath at the other.
"Ih, Ih, Ih. Hello Bandit, it’s been a while." The fox had a twisted grin on his face, his tail swishing from side to side behind him. Usually he never remembered the names of any Elsen he met. But this one, oh he took the liberty of remembering his name.After all, the Bandit from his file was the reason he still had a Batter to experiment on. “Come to say hello? Or are you here to wallow in your own guilt? Or…maybe you’ll try something stupid. Haha”
"Tch. As if I have any guilt from you, only disgust I ever bothered serving anyone but myself. You're nothing, never benefited me, really. Just a good while of my time wasted that I'll never ever get back."
The merchant Elsen narrowed his eye and leaned against the wall, not showing any fear or other than contempt.
"So bandit, if your really me... HOW DID YOU GROW HAIR?? HAH AH HAH HAH"
"Fun story there, man. I’ve grown it out after the purification of the zones. About the same time I lost my eye."
"How is that possible, when I lost my eye I never had a chance to grow hair… So, what does shampoo feel like"
"There’s continuum differences in each file. Like how in my file, Elsen have three fingers, while Brandy’s file has four." He snickered.
"Shampoo’s nice, but I rarely use it."
"Wait, isn’t that like breaking the fourth wall." he paused a little, to think about walls.
"Eh, not really." He shrugged. "We aren’t bound to those rules as merchants anyway."
"Well of course, but I’m thinking of the fifth wall probably. Since, I have no idea how I ended up in this file with you." He paused to think about another thing. "Do you by chance, need some wares?" Actually, that was just out of instinct.
"How bout we compare our supplies and see if we can meet each other's needs?" He smirked.
;2 have entered the bakery
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They blinked for a moment in confusion, before squinting over their glasses.
"Hhhh…I’m afraid I’m the seller here, sir. If you want a pastry, custom order or one of these pre-made ones, just say so."
" Well, since sir seems to formal for me. You can call me Bandit." While reaching for something in his backpack, he grabs out a small little package.
Brandy sighed.
"Bandit… I’m Brandy. What’s that…?" They frowned and raised an eyebrow.
He took a seat near one of the tables, and opened the package. Inside was a small PB+J sandwich. “My lunch, hahah. Brandy huh?? Nice name!” He then continued to eat his small sandwich, which was probably disrespectful.
The baker glanced at the other, and moved as if to speak up, then quieted down, gripping at their tie nervously.
"Y...you should, uh...make a purchase to have a dessert to go with...."
"Ah-ha! Hey there, Batter ol' pal!" Bandit smirked and folded his arms, approaching the other.
"Huh..?" The ghost blinked and tilted his head to the side slightly, a look of confusion on his face. He knew that most Elsen knew who any sort of batter was but this one didn’t seem confused by the fact that he was a ghost. "Ah…hello…" He greeted.
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“Credits..? I have plenty…do you have any silver flesh..?” He had never met an Elsen that was a merchant…this was new.
"I got anything you need, there." He set out a stack of silver flesh from his backpack, grinning.
"So bandit, if your really me... HOW DID YOU GROW HAIR?? HAH AH HAH HAH"
"Fun story there, man. I’ve grown it out after the purification of the zones. About the same time I lost my eye."
"How is that possible, when I lost my eye I never had a chance to grow hair… So, what does shampoo feel like"
"There’s continuum differences in each file. Like how in my file, Elsen have three fingers, while Brandy’s file has four." He snickered.
"Shampoo’s nice, but I rarely use it."
"Wait, isn’t that like breaking the fourth wall." he paused a little, to think about walls.
"Eh, not really." He shrugged. "We aren’t bound to those rules as merchants anyway."
;2 have entered the bakery
xsomethingseemsoffx laughingmerchxnt
Brandy let out a soft sigh as they arranged the cupcakes in the display case, jumping in shock when they realized someone had entered the bakery.
"Oh! Goodness, I’m sorry! May I help you?"
Zacharie gazed upon the baked goods with a slight smile, finding the cupcakes rather cute and appetizing, even though he had never been fond of sweets. He was not here for himself, anyway, so they would be perfect. "Not to worry, friend!" he said cheerfully as he approached. "Might I ask which of your goods has the highest sugar content? My companion here has quite a sweet tooth." With this he jabbed a thumb behind him, motioning towards what appeared to be nothing at all. Notably, there also appeared to be a strange female licking the windows outside of the bakery.
The spectacled Elsen leaned to the side, taking stock of the strange girl and the masked man before them, raising a concerned eyebrow before nodding. "Ah, yes, the most sugary snacks I have are the flan and the strawberry roll cake, whichever strikes your fancy."