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[ A semi-selective RP/Ask blog for an 'Anon' Molly Blyndeff from Epithet Erased. Read the rules, please! ^^ - Follows from @flickyrr ]

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[soup-er-villain]

“Anyways, I bet you’re a little bored… do you want me to play something cooler?”

He hit the save button, and quit the game. He hovered over Pokémon for a second before opening it.

“I’m in the mood for some Pokémon now anyways!”

[beartrap--anon]

Molly shrugged. “I’m fine with whatever you want to play. All of these sound interesting..!”

She never really had an opportunity to see these games; That must be why she’s so fascinated. But either way, they had captivated her interest.

And here comes a blind question. “..What’s a Pokémon?”

[soup-er-villain]

“Wait, what? You don’t know what Pokémon is? Jeez, your dad must’ve been strict. It’s basically this game where you catch creatures called Pokémon that you can battle with! They’re your little fighting buddies. There’s a lot of different types of Pokémon. My favorite type is the Fairy type!”

He opens up his save file, and goes to the “Pokémon” menu.

“Here’s my party! I have Shortcake the Alcremie, Acidius the Inteleon…”

He rambles about his party members. They’re his little babies!

[beartrap--anon]

She smiled as he continued to talk about the premise of Pokémon. She glanced down at the small screen and let out a little squeal of contentment seeing them. “Aww… They’re so cute..! That sounds really cool.”

She blinked, thinking about what he said about type. “What other types are there? If there are any.”

[soup-er-villain]

“Yes! All the types are Fire, Water, Grass, Fighting, Flying, Ghost, Dark, Psychic, Rock, Ground, Fairy, Normal, Poison, and Bug!”

He selected a Scrafty.

“This Scrafty is a dark and fighting type!”

He moved down to an Abra.

“This Abra is only psychic type. There’s also a whole type matchup table! Some types are better than others! But that takes FOREVER to explain.”

[beartrap--anon]

“Oh.. I see..!” The young girl nodded.

“That sounds interesting. And confusing.”

She tilted her head; The small smile on her face started to grow. “Are there any bear ones?” 

[soup-er-villain]

“Yeah, there’s multiple bears!”

He opened up the “Boxes” menu. This man had nearly a full living dex inside of the boxes. He went to the section of boxes for Jhoto Pokémon.

“This is Teddiursa and Ursaring. They’re normal types.”

He moved to the ones for Unova Pokémon.

“This is Cubchoo and Beartic! Those are the bear Pokémon I can remember off the top of my head.”

He closed the menu.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly flapped her hands for a moment before stopping. She remembered with a pang; That annoys people.

That’s what Martin told her.

She pressed back a feeling of regret and smiled at Giovanni. “They’re really cool..! I’m sure that they’re strong too..”

[soup-er-villain]

“Hey, wait, why did you stop the flappy thing?”

He looks over at her confused.

“I think I heard from Dr. Yo-Yo that that was a good thing?”

[beartrap--anon]

She perks up. “It is..? I-I was told that it bothers people..”

A frown edged back onto her features. Shaking her head, she looks back up at him. “I didn’t want to annoy you.”

[richly-gay-deactivated20230316]

“It was your stupid dad, wasn’t it? Whatever, do it all you like!”

He grins.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly’s eyes light up as he speaks. She smiles and starts doing little hand flappies! 

After a few moments, the young girl wraps her arms around him and pulls him into a gentle hug. “Thank you!..”

[soup-er-villain]

“You’re welcome, Bear Trap!”

He hugs her back, smiling.

[beartrap--anon]

The young girl’s smile widened as he hugged back. It had been a while since she actually had some form of comfort, so she embraced it excitedly.

 “I appreciate it, Boss.”

[beartrap--anon]

Bear child, you could even (probably) dumb down a flood if you have enough courage! -⚙️

“I guess, but..”

She sighs. “I dunno. Epithets just don’t seem.. Right.”

[beartrap--anon]

Bear child... if you go into a rage with that kind of epithet, you can literally dumb a person down into nothing, and you can mute them so their screams won’t be heard... really, you are powerful. -⚙️

She shook her head. “That’s.. Um, something. But I don’t want to hurt people. Sure, my epithet can be kinda strong, but it just doesn’t seem fair at all.”

[beartrap--anon]

Reverse: Muse‘s opinion on epithets completely reverses for one day

She.. Really never thought about epithets that much. But suddenly, the thought of them just becomes drilled into her mind. And she hates both of them.

“..Maybe I really should have let that lady take my epithet. It isn’t really useful..

- M!A Started ; 24h -

[beartrap--anon]

Heya tiny bear looking child! And welcome from all the anons, including me! Gear anon at your service! -⚙️

O-Oh, thank you! I appreciate that. It’s always good to know that people are looking out for you.

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[soup-er-villain]

“Anyways, I bet you’re a little bored… do you want me to play something cooler?”

He hit the save button, and quit the game. He hovered over Pokémon for a second before opening it.

“I’m in the mood for some Pokémon now anyways!”

[beartrap--anon]

Molly shrugged. “I’m fine with whatever you want to play. All of these sound interesting..!”

She never really had an opportunity to see these games; That must be why she’s so fascinated. But either way, they had captivated her interest.

And here comes a blind question. “..What’s a Pokémon?”

[soup-er-villain]

“Wait, what? You don’t know what Pokémon is? Jeez, your dad must’ve been strict. It’s basically this game where you catch creatures called Pokémon that you can battle with! They’re your little fighting buddies. There’s a lot of different types of Pokémon. My favorite type is the Fairy type!”

He opens up his save file, and goes to the “Pokémon” menu.

“Here’s my party! I have Shortcake the Alcremie, Acidius the Inteleon…”

He rambles about his party members. They’re his little babies!

[beartrap--anon]

She smiled as he continued to talk about the premise of Pokémon. She glanced down at the small screen and let out a little squeal of contentment seeing them. “Aww… They’re so cute..! That sounds really cool.”

She blinked, thinking about what he said about type. “What other types are there? If there are any.”

[soup-er-villain]

“Yes! All the types are Fire, Water, Grass, Fighting, Flying, Ghost, Dark, Psychic, Rock, Ground, Fairy, Normal, Poison, and Bug!”

He selected a Scrafty.

“This Scrafty is a dark and fighting type!”

He moved down to an Abra.

“This Abra is only psychic type. There’s also a whole type matchup table! Some types are better than others! But that takes FOREVER to explain.”

[beartrap--anon]

“Oh.. I see..!” The young girl nodded.

“That sounds interesting. And confusing.”

She tilted her head; The small smile on her face started to grow. “Are there any bear ones?” 

[soup-er-villain]

“Yeah, there’s multiple bears!”

He opened up the “Boxes” menu. This man had nearly a full living dex inside of the boxes. He went to the section of boxes for Jhoto Pokémon.

“This is Teddiursa and Ursaring. They’re normal types.”

He moved to the ones for Unova Pokémon.

“This is Cubchoo and Beartic! Those are the bear Pokémon I can remember off the top of my head.”

He closed the menu.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly flapped her hands for a moment before stopping. She remembered with a pang; That annoys people.

That’s what Martin told her.

She pressed back a feeling of regret and smiled at Giovanni. “They’re really cool..! I’m sure that they’re strong too..”

[soup-er-villain]

“Hey, wait, why did you stop the flappy thing?”

He looks over at her confused.

“I think I heard from Dr. Yo-Yo that that was a good thing?”

[beartrap--anon]

She perks up. “It is..? I-I was told that it bothers people..”

A frown edged back onto her features. Shaking her head, she looks back up at him. “I didn’t want to annoy you.”

[richly-gay-deactivated20230316]

“It was your stupid dad, wasn’t it? Whatever, do it all you like!”

He grins.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly’s eyes light up as he speaks. She smiles and starts doing little hand flappies! 

After a few moments, the young girl wraps her arms around him and pulls him into a gentle hug. “Thank you!..”

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[soup-er-villain]

“Anyways, I bet you’re a little bored… do you want me to play something cooler?”

He hit the save button, and quit the game. He hovered over Pokémon for a second before opening it.

“I’m in the mood for some Pokémon now anyways!”

[beartrap--anon]

Molly shrugged. “I’m fine with whatever you want to play. All of these sound interesting..!”

She never really had an opportunity to see these games; That must be why she’s so fascinated. But either way, they had captivated her interest.

And here comes a blind question. “..What’s a Pokémon?”

[soup-er-villain]

“Wait, what? You don’t know what Pokémon is? Jeez, your dad must’ve been strict. It’s basically this game where you catch creatures called Pokémon that you can battle with! They’re your little fighting buddies. There’s a lot of different types of Pokémon. My favorite type is the Fairy type!”

He opens up his save file, and goes to the “Pokémon” menu.

“Here’s my party! I have Shortcake the Alcremie, Acidius the Inteleon…”

He rambles about his party members. They’re his little babies!

[beartrap--anon]

She smiled as he continued to talk about the premise of Pokémon. She glanced down at the small screen and let out a little squeal of contentment seeing them. “Aww… They’re so cute..! That sounds really cool.”

She blinked, thinking about what he said about type. “What other types are there? If there are any.”

[soup-er-villain]

“Yes! All the types are Fire, Water, Grass, Fighting, Flying, Ghost, Dark, Psychic, Rock, Ground, Fairy, Normal, Poison, and Bug!”

He selected a Scrafty.

“This Scrafty is a dark and fighting type!”

He moved down to an Abra.

“This Abra is only psychic type. There’s also a whole type matchup table! Some types are better than others! But that takes FOREVER to explain.”

[beartrap--anon]

“Oh.. I see..!” The young girl nodded.

“That sounds interesting. And confusing.”

She tilted her head; The small smile on her face started to grow. “Are there any bear ones?” 

[soup-er-villain]

“Yeah, there’s multiple bears!”

He opened up the “Boxes” menu. This man had nearly a full living dex inside of the boxes. He went to the section of boxes for Jhoto Pokémon.

“This is Teddiursa and Ursaring. They’re normal types.”

He moved to the ones for Unova Pokémon.

“This is Cubchoo and Beartic! Those are the bear Pokémon I can remember off the top of my head.”

He closed the menu.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly flapped her hands for a moment before stopping. She remembered with a pang; That annoys people.

That’s what Martin told her.

She pressed back a feeling of regret and smiled at Giovanni. “They’re really cool..! I’m sure that they’re strong too..”

[soup-er-villain]

“Hey, wait, why did you stop the flappy thing?”

He looks over at her confused.

“I think I heard from Dr. Yo-Yo that that was a good thing?”

[beartrap--anon]

She perks up. “It is..? I-I was told that it bothers people..”

A frown edged back onto her features. Shaking her head, she looks back up at him. “I didn't want to annoy you.”

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[soup-er-villain]

“Anyways, I bet you’re a little bored… do you want me to play something cooler?”

He hit the save button, and quit the game. He hovered over Pokémon for a second before opening it.

“I’m in the mood for some Pokémon now anyways!”

[beartrap--anon]

Molly shrugged. “I’m fine with whatever you want to play. All of these sound interesting..!”

She never really had an opportunity to see these games; That must be why she’s so fascinated. But either way, they had captivated her interest.

And here comes a blind question. “..What’s a Pokémon?”

[soup-er-villain]

“Wait, what? You don’t know what Pokémon is? Jeez, your dad must’ve been strict. It’s basically this game where you catch creatures called Pokémon that you can battle with! They’re your little fighting buddies. There’s a lot of different types of Pokémon. My favorite type is the Fairy type!”

He opens up his save file, and goes to the “Pokémon” menu.

“Here’s my party! I have Shortcake the Alcremie, Acidius the Inteleon…”

He rambles about his party members. They’re his little babies!

[beartrap--anon]

She smiled as he continued to talk about the premise of Pokémon. She glanced down at the small screen and let out a little squeal of contentment seeing them. “Aww… They’re so cute..! That sounds really cool.”

She blinked, thinking about what he said about type. “What other types are there? If there are any.”

[soup-er-villain]

“Yes! All the types are Fire, Water, Grass, Fighting, Flying, Ghost, Dark, Psychic, Rock, Ground, Fairy, Normal, Poison, and Bug!”

He selected a Scrafty.

“This Scrafty is a dark and fighting type!”

He moved down to an Abra.

“This Abra is only psychic type. There’s also a whole type matchup table! Some types are better than others! But that takes FOREVER to explain.”

[beartrap--anon]

“Oh.. I see..!” The young girl nodded.

“That sounds interesting. And confusing.”

She tilted her head; The small smile on her face started to grow. “Are there any bear ones?” 

[soup-er-villain]

“Yeah, there’s multiple bears!”

He opened up the “Boxes” menu. This man had nearly a full living dex inside of the boxes. He went to the section of boxes for Jhoto Pokémon.

“This is Teddiursa and Ursaring. They’re normal types.”

He moved to the ones for Unova Pokémon.

“This is Cubchoo and Beartic! Those are the bear Pokémon I can remember off the top of my head.”

He closed the menu.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly flapped her hands for a moment before stopping. She remembered with a pang; That annoys people.

That’s what Martin told her.

She pressed back a feeling of regret and smiled at Giovanni. “They’re really cool..! I’m sure that they’re strong too..”

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[soup-er-villain]

“Anyways, I bet you’re a little bored… do you want me to play something cooler?”

He hit the save button, and quit the game. He hovered over Pokémon for a second before opening it.

“I’m in the mood for some Pokémon now anyways!”

[beartrap--anon]

Molly shrugged. “I’m fine with whatever you want to play. All of these sound interesting..!”

She never really had an opportunity to see these games; That must be why she’s so fascinated. But either way, they had captivated her interest.

And here comes a blind question. “..What’s a Pokémon?”

[soup-er-villain]

“Wait, what? You don’t know what Pokémon is? Jeez, your dad must’ve been strict. It’s basically this game where you catch creatures called Pokémon that you can battle with! They’re your little fighting buddies. There’s a lot of different types of Pokémon. My favorite type is the Fairy type!”

He opens up his save file, and goes to the “Pokémon” menu.

“Here’s my party! I have Shortcake the Alcremie, Acidius the Inteleon…”

He rambles about his party members. They’re his little babies!

[beartrap--anon]

She smiled as he continued to talk about the premise of Pokémon. She glanced down at the small screen and let out a little squeal of contentment seeing them. “Aww… They’re so cute..! That sounds really cool.”

She blinked, thinking about what he said about type. “What other types are there? If there are any.”

[soup-er-villain]

“Yes! All the types are Fire, Water, Grass, Fighting, Flying, Ghost, Dark, Psychic, Rock, Ground, Fairy, Normal, Poison, and Bug!”

He selected a Scrafty.

“This Scrafty is a dark and fighting type!”

He moved down to an Abra.

“This Abra is only psychic type. There’s also a whole type matchup table! Some types are better than others! But that takes FOREVER to explain.”

[beartrap--anon]

“Oh.. I see..!” The young girl nodded.

“That sounds interesting. And confusing.”

She tilted her head; The small smile on her face started to grow. “Are there any bear ones?” 

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[soup-er-villain]

“Anyways, I bet you’re a little bored… do you want me to play something cooler?”

He hit the save button, and quit the game. He hovered over Pokémon for a second before opening it.

“I’m in the mood for some Pokémon now anyways!”

[beartrap--anon]

Molly shrugged. “I’m fine with whatever you want to play. All of these sound interesting..!”

She never really had an opportunity to see these games; That must be why she’s so fascinated. But either way, they had captivated her interest.

And here comes a blind question. “..What’s a Pokémon?”

[soup-er-villain]

“Wait, what? You don’t know what Pokémon is? Jeez, your dad must’ve been strict. It’s basically this game where you catch creatures called Pokémon that you can battle with! They’re your little fighting buddies. There’s a lot of different types of Pokémon. My favorite type is the Fairy type!”

He opens up his save file, and goes to the “Pokémon” menu.

“Here’s my party! I have Shortcake the Alcremie, Acidius the Inteleon…”

He rambles about his party members. They’re his little babies!

[beartrap--anon]

She smiled as he continued to talk about the premise of Pokémon. She glanced down at the small screen and let out a little squeal of contentment seeing them. “Aww... They’re so cute..! That sounds really cool.”

She blinked, thinking about what he said about type. “What other types are there? If there are any.”

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[soup-er-villain]

“Anyways, I bet you’re a little bored… do you want me to play something cooler?”

He hit the save button, and quit the game. He hovered over Pokémon for a second before opening it.

“I’m in the mood for some Pokémon now anyways!”

[beartrap--anon]

Molly shrugged. “I’m fine with whatever you want to play. All of these sound interesting..!”

She never really had an opportunity to see these games; That must be why she’s so fascinated. But either way, they had captivated her interest.

And here comes a blind question. “..What’s a Pokémon?”

[sunglass-spellbook]

𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥:

↬ Martyr: Muse receives the ability to relieve other muses of their active M!As by taking them on themself for __

↬ Reverse: Muse‘s opinion on epithets completely reverses for __

↬ Muse: Muse’s thoughts materialize in the air for __ (submitted by Loud-Quiet-and-Fragile!)

↬ Flashback: Muse relives a childhood memory for __

↬ Ink: Muse gains tattoos of all their favorite things for __

↬ Markings: Muse has nova class markings appear on their body, without actually having their stats in nova class for __

↬ Downsides: The drawbacks of the muse’s epithet are dramatically increased for __

↬ Cookie: Muse recieves a cookie for every negative thought they have towards anyone for __

↬ Empathy: Muse feels the emotions of anyone around them for __

↬ Heart: Muse is extremely emotional over everything for __

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”

[soup-er-villain]

“A waterfall fountain! They’re pretty.”

He runs somewhere else on the map.

“I already finished one over here, look!”

He smiles proudly.

“It’s my best work.”

[beartrap--anon]

She looks at the terraforming and smiles warmly. “It looks nice. I think you did a great job!”

She had never played Animal Crossing; Even if she tried to make something like that, it’d end in disaster.

Molly isn’t the best with coordination, after all.

[strawberrylollipopkisses]

Pretty Word Asks 🎀

✨Dainty: Are flowers a nice gift to give someone?

✨Opaque: Do you wear any jewelry?

✨Juniper: Have you ever laid in a field of flowers?

✨Chamomile: Do you like tea?

✨Lavish: What would you do with a million dollars?

✨Palilalia: What word do you have trouble saying?

✨Whimsical: Favorite fairytale?

✨Fluffy: Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

✨Quaint: Do you prefer the city or the country?

✨Glitter: Are you a big fan of makeup?

✨Rosé: Favorite drink?

✨Insomnia: What’s the longest amount of time you’ve stayed awake?

✨Wanderlust: Have you ever traveled outside of your country?

✨Daffodil: Do you like spring?

✨Gossamer: Favorite album?

✨Shimmer: Lipstick or lipgloss?

✨Kaleidoscope: Favorite color?

✨Tapestry: Do you like to decorate?

✨Honeysuckle: Do you ever go barefoot when you’re outside?

✨Galaxy: Are aliens real?

✨Luminous: Does you zodiac sign fit your personality?

✨Marine: Favorite sea animal?

✨Bubbly: Are you a nice person?

✨Aesthetic: Favorite word?

✨Nocturnal: Night or day?

✨Effervescent: What would make you happy right now?

[beartrap--anon]

You're... an anon? How does that work, exactly?

I’m not sure, to be honest. I guess it’s some sort of trait? It makes me different, and different is good in some ways.

All I really know is that it has some effects on me. I feel more.. Surreal, I guess? And fatigued, but maybe that’s because I don’t get sleep often. I should really fix my sleep schedule.

[tryingmother]

IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH ICONLESS ROLEPLAYS REBLOG THIS SO YOUR FOLLOWERS KNOW !!

like as much as i love icons and a good psd, sometimes its just tasking to do. and not everyone has great resources. so if you’re okay with having threads with no icons, please reblog this so that people know you’re okay with it. i feel like roleplayers today are too focused on the aesthetics and won’t follow people who use base icons or even none at all. it’s not about icons, but about the writing !!

[beartrap--anon]

Rainy Days

[ Starter with @soup-er-villain ]

Molly gripped the doorknob tightly. Martin had left her locked outside yet again, and the torrent of rain only made things worse.

He’s forgotten so many times.. You’d think he would realize one of his kids weren’t there inside with him. The young girl shook her head slightly and knelt down. Where was the spare key again?

She pulled up the small mat and peeked under it. Hoping and begging that it was there. Another small sigh escaped from her lips; Of course it wasn’t there. Why had she even bothered to check? Her ‘father’ obviously wouldn’t have returned the key.

She stood up and bit back the urge to cry. When was this ever going to stop? Maybe she should find shelter elsewhere since Martin didn’t seem too bothered.

As she turned to walk down the street, thoughts crowded into her mind like a swarm of hornets. Maybe he meant to do this. Maybe she did something to pique Martin.

Walking quickly transitioned to running. Molly didn’t know where she was going, not even seeming to notice that her frantic steps were taking her in the direction of Giovanni’s home.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni was playing some games on his computer before he heard his mom shout for him.

“GIOVANNI! THERE’S A LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!!!”

He was confused. Why would there be a little girl at the door, he—

Oh crap it was probably Bear Trap.

“COMING, MOM!!!!!”

Giovanni paused the game and ran to the door. He opened the door to see Molly.

“Bear Trap! Geez, you’re dripping wet! I’ll get you a towel!”

He ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel. He immediately tried to dry her off, but there wasn’t really any helping her clothes.

“One second, let me go find something!”

He ran back to his room, grabbed some clothes and came back to Molly.

“Here, these are some of my clothes. They’re probably going to be really big on you, but at least you won’t be in those soaked clothes. Bathroom is down the hall and to the left, try not to drip too much or my mom’s gonna get mad.”

[beartrap--anon]

She flinched upon hearing his mother shout; Shrugging off the slight ringing in her ears. Shouldn’t pay attention to something as small as that.

Molly blinked up at Giovanni as he opened the door. As he spoke and left to grab a towel, she fiddled with the drenched straps on her bag. Maybe she shouldn’t have bothered him. What if he was busy?

The contact with the towel jolted her back to reality. The small girl gave off a shudder. Molly would ruffle her hair slightly, nodding as he left again. She hugged the towel and looked around, taking off her boots and setting them by the door. Wouldn’t want to track dirt inside the house.

She mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’ as Gio handed her the clothes. She’d make her way to the restroom and quickly clean herself up.

She peeked her head out as she opened the door, looking around the room. Here it was warm and cozy; Unlike the brash chill that accompanied the rain.

[soup-er-villain]

Giovanni yelled back down the hall towards Molly.

“Come to my room when you’re all dressed n’ stuff! It’s upstairs, first door on the right!”

He went upstairs, and went back to playing his game. It looked like he was doing something intense, but really he was just terraforming in animal crossing and it was getting aggravating trying to get the corners right.

[beartrap--anon]

Molly let out a quiet yawn and walked up the stairs. She gently pushed the door to his room open.

“Hey.. Thank you.” She smiled and sat down somewhere near him, looking around to examine his room. “Sorry for kinda disturbing your evening by just showing up out of nowhere.” She intertwines her fingers together.

[soup-er-villain]

“Bear Trap… you don’t have to be sorry about that! You can see me anytime your dumb dad does something stupid.”

He smiled, and patted the spot next to him on the bed.

“I’m playing Animal Crossing, you wanna watch?”

[beartrap--anon]

His words seemed to have cheered her up a bit. At least she wasn’t intruding, or at least think she was being a bother now.

She’d most likely forget about being locked outside again; Her memory seems to be just like her father’s, in a way. But things like being forgotten don’t pass easily.

Molly nodded and sat down next to him, looking at his terraforming project. “What are you trying to make?”