Cassandra Bleucoeur

【 𝐴𝑠𝑘 𝐵𝑜𝑥 Closed】 || 【𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝘩, 𝑆𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝘩, 𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝘩 】 ||【𝐷𝐿 𝑂𝐶 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑔, 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑐𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦】 || “𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑏𝑜𝑤; 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚, 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚, 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑, 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔” || 𝐵𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑛

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

⊰☘⊱ 𝐻𝑢𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑡

Sтαтυѕ: Closed indefinitely. Interactions might go very slow and semi-selective. Please be patient.

𝐿𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚...

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⊰☘⊱ Tʜᴇ APPLE ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ sɪɴ.

⊰☘⊱ Tʜᴇ REFLECT ᴏғ ᴀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴄᴏʀᴘsᴇ.

⊰☘⊱ Tʜᴇ DREAM ᴏғ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ.

⊰☘⊱ Aɴ IDEA.

⊰☘⊱ Hɪᴅᴅᴇɴ DOODLES.

⊰☘⊱ Tʜᴇ HEART ᴏғ ᴀ ʟᴀᴅʏ.

⊰☘⊱ Tʜᴇ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇᴅ FREEDOM.

⊰☘⊱ Tʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ SHADOW.

⊰☘⊱ Lɪғᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ FLOWS.

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𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑒. 𝐴 𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒, 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛. “𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒? 𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑙? 𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤?” 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑦—— 𝑂ℎ? 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡? 𝑂ℎ, 𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡. 𝐼𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦.

“𝐵𝑢𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛? 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒? …𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒?” 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑢𝑝𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑. 𝑁𝑒𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟. “𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔! 𝐼-𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛! 𝐼𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜!” 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑎 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒, ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑠.

— “𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒... 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒. 𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑙𝑎𝑘𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑒'𝑠 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛, 𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛! 𝑌𝑒𝑠! 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑚! 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛! 𝐴 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒! 𝐴 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠!”

𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑦. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡, 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒. 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒. 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑑𝑎𝑦. 𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑙𝑦! 𝑇𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒! 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑖𝑡, ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓: “𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐼 𝑏𝑒?”

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ, 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑤 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡: “𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦? 𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑚? 𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟?”. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑑. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑔𝑛 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑎𝑡ℎ, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙. 𝑌𝑒𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑡ℎ, 𝐻𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒, 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. 𝑂𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙, 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦, 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑛, 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡? 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒...𝐻𝑢ℎ...? 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡...? 𝐴 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟...? 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒...? 𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡...? 𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑠𝑒...? 𝐴𝑚 𝐼 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑...?

— “𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑒, 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒, 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦...”

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔.

Shadow: @dryams03

[blood--king]

Announcement.

Hello, everyone!

It's been a while since we last published something here. We are sorry for that, life has been busy, but that doesn't mean we have pulled appart our world. The Nix and its marvels is still alive and we are still intending to share it with y'all. But we have decided to move into another platform, as well as choosing a more explorative way to show the world. We are going to be on Instagram, publishing a bit more about other characters, interactions, a bit of history, biology even, all world-related things we can come up with bit by bit.

We really appreciate the support you have been giving to us, and your love for our characters, it really means a lot for us and it gives us the impulse to keep working on this dream we have.

That's why kindly we invite you to follow the account @/dryams03 on Instagram, and keep sharing this dream with us. Again, thank you for all the support!

https://www.instagram.com/dryams03?igsh=em5iczAxb3puOGdj

[kindan-no-kanojo]

«𝔏𝔢𝔱'𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔣𝔞𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔤𝔬𝔢𝔰, 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝓮. . .»

«𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔴 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓼, 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲. . .?» ❤️‍🔥

Happy 3rd Anniversary to this blog 🎉 And happy Valentine's day to all sinners ❤️‍🔥 Do-S-lett lovingly hunts you ❤️ Have a closer look to how her ropes work 🤭

[kindan-no-kanojo]

What are your thoughts about steampunk!lett?

This ask is 6 months old so I hope you're still around lmao- But! I had to illustrate it because I LOVE Steampunk (plus at one point I intended to make it Scarlett's main fashion style/aesthetic, but I didn't have the artistic skill to pull it off kdfjdk). But enough ranting, here's a Steampunk!lett <3 Thank you for the idea!

Steampunk!AU Scarlett

Just like all her outfits, I designed this myself so that's why it took me so long dkfjdkf. It's very different to what I do but I like the final result! The main features I focused on here were the gears, warm colors, asymmetry and added victorian and goth influences to it- I tried my best to make it somewhat coherent despite the amount of details it has ^^ I hope you like it!

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

Omg I don’t know you were shadowbanned! Huhu, I wanted to try and talk to you, I hope ur doing well!

I'm doing well, thank you for asking, it's just a Christmas gift I never wanted, I mean, this shadowban. I think it was for my lack of activity recently cuz I've been very busy with school work. But even if my DMs in this blog are kinda blocked because of the ban, you can try my DMs in my main blog @/dryams03!

Also, very belated Merry Christmas and very soon Happy New Year!

[blood--king]

This concept presented here is intended for be the cover of a box of cards. With the main intention to make each card a different vampiric character, we have planned to make the hearts set. With time, all the cards will be made and revealed, we can even consider to make the other sets in the long future.

This one in particular, it is very related with our blogs in particular but also the very thin multidimensional line, which separates faintly a world from another, as well for those concepts very linked to each character. The meaning behind them? It's up to you to find the hints and connect the points.

[viper-brothers]

[NUZZLE] (@bluebird-dolly-bride)

SIMPLE ACTIONS - [NUZZLE] - sender nuzzles into receiver's neck.

The last few days were complete chaos, besides the ball going super wrong for Cassie and Hiro, the viper prince wasn't feeling very well, perhaps because he had “fought” more than he should have, now, he had to follow an order from the people who cared about him, who was keeping him still so he could recover.

— Uh, you know, I'm not in a vegetative state to “rest” anymore. — He grumbled to Cassie, but was soon surprised when she snuggled up to him. — Hehe, you're not going to bite me, are you?

He played with her, but soon brought his hand to her strands of blonde hair and began to caress her.

— You're better, aren't you? My father said those horrible things, but he won't do anything to you, you can be sure of that.

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

After nights terrorized, enclosed in her little house, only allowing the company of White, she decided to get outside to let her skin feel over the sunshine. Her feet walking to the city guided her to the Hiro's shop, where her nose would be able to smell the flowers. The flowers' smell was a link to her first happy place, which she needed to get back from time to time.

Eye bags showing her restless state, eery expression and low steps, enhancing her sickness image. Her head, consumed by the need to off her emotions made the sun in herself get shaded by clouds. The ring of the bell, and her eyes looked at the man sat in the shop's sofa.

She nodded her head, not full believing his presence in place. Perhaps she thought that after that party everything was over and he wouldn't never be able to go outside anymore. But there he was, in a piece! She walked towards him in silence, dominated by a strong feeling she could barely hold. She took sit aside him, hugging him, and nuzzling against his neck, not giving a 'hi' or any word, not a sound. She felt the cold embrace like something she both needed and didn't deserve. Even the smell of the flowers shadowed by the gesture. Leaning her body on his, feeling his hands holding her body back, she felt in a way safe and protected. As needy as she was for kind and not judgemental contact, she shamelessly enjoyed the feeling and warmed up his body.

His words made her look up “Bite... you? I think I am not allowed to do so...” she softly mumbled knowing that such a gesture was more meaningful than playful. Still her eyes looked at his and showed sadness. “I believe in you, but I do not trust your father... and honestly... I am not right... I have been feeling terrible” she confessed, burying her face on his chest.

@viper-brothers

[viper-brothers]

— Was it that bad? Cassie, please forgive me, if I had known he would do you so much harm, I wouldn't have asked you to prom, which would have been a shame, you were the prettiest girl there, hehe, all the girls I I danced, they couldn't take their eyes off you, I'm sure there will be a lot of gold and white at the next dance.

Daisuke tried everything to make Cassie laugh, he felt terrible seeing her in this state, but he couldn't control his father, he hugged her tightly too, kissing the top of her head.

— Hey, I promise I'll always be here, I may take a little while to arrive, but I'll always be by your side, I promise.

He smiled, but soon his breathing became a little heavy, he was still trying to recover from everything he had been through in the last few years, apart from the fact that the day before he believed that training would be a good idea, which resulted in the prince being completely tired.

— Uhg… — He put his hand to his head, breathing a little deeply. — Yeah, maybe Hiro, my father, and the doctor are right, I shouldn't try hard.

He had some muscle spasms, which made his hand shake a little, embarrassingly, he broke the hug and scratched the back of his head.

— Hehe, I'm sorry, but I don't think it's appropriate to hug someone who is shaking, it would be like being in one… one of those big things that fly through the sky and sometimes shake a lot, and I don't want to mess up your hair either.

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

His compliments, softly stole from her lips a smile. That hollow night was tense but it wasn't less true that there were moments she enjoyed for the best. Even if the terror ended up dominating her senses, she felt glad for the chance to prompt and to dance with him at least one piece. Eery still, she innerly asked herself why she was slowly loosing the ability to find the good in the bad things. And then, she remembered how broken her porcelain was. Nonetheless, she glanced at his eyes, glad it was someone who would remind her there was still hope, gently placing her pieces in the right place by glueing them with gold as his lips touched her forehead. She felt like she wanted to cry, and even if she held her tears, they betrayed her, exposing the happiness a little gesture dragged from her.

"I am sorry" her weak voice said, breaking in the middle of the phrase to get soundless, while her hands whipped away tears he wasn't supposed to see. And by smiling brighter than before, she intended to push away the possibility for him to ask about her reaction.

“Shhh” she shushed, placing softly her index over his lips, “I do not want a single word of apology from your mouth” she explained, “You have no way to predict the future, right? You could not know and you should not blame yourself for that. I will be fine, I just... it just... well... It scared me. He menaced me with something I really fear, I had not... another way to react, you know?" she lowered her head for a moment, looking how nervously her hands scratched each other "I know how exposed and weak I am and for a moment..." she stopped herself, not sure if she should say the truth. Cassandra slowly realized that she wanted to feel protected by him in more than a single way, but he wasn't really there for her. A viper king should not care about a single and insignificant human. She asked herself when she lost the confidence in her own value.

"That is the silliest thing I have heard today, you know? And I am usually the one who tell them" she giggled, hugging him instead "There is no right way to give a hug. Even if shaking or if my hair will be messy in the aftermath, I will appreciate the feelings on it" her hands around his waist as she nuzzled on his chest, finding even more comfort "I have no idea what are you talking about" she laughed, "Still if I had the chance to go inside one of those things, I think that by hugging you more times I will be prepared" a hint of curiosity in her tone.

@viper-brothers

[kindan-no-kanojo]

(@bluebird-dolly-bride)

The birdie was singing along with the song that played the phone:

“It's not what I'm used to

Just wanna try you on

I'm curious for you

Caught my attention♪”

Scarlett offered a sneaky glace before making a comment.

"... Interesting lyrics. Who are you singing that to, hm?"

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

Cassandra was sat in the floor, working in a new paint. As usual, she had her earphones on and her hands covered in oil. Noticing the redhead girl only by peering with the corner of her eyes, she smiled at her. Due to the music and the fact that she wasn't in prior paying attention to Scarlett, she didn't know what she was asking for. Instead, Cassandra playfully continued her singing, staring at her teasingly, with her cheeks blushing in hot red.

"I kissed a girl and I liked it

The taste of her cherry chapstick

I kissed a girl just to try it

I hope my boyfriend don't mind it

It felt so wrong, it felt so right

Don't mean I'm in love tonight

I kissed a girl and I liked it

I liked it♪"

[kindan-no-rp]

Cassandra was lost in her own world again, the strange tiny devices in her ears appeared to be distracting her more than usual. Scarlett tilted her head in confusion, her friend was clearly listening to some music, but she heard nothing. Without that context, what she was 'singing' only felt like in-tune chatting. A chat the only one of them heard, at that.

"No, you did not..." She softly commented in response, but it was obvious that she knew was she was doing, otherwise the blush on her cheeks had no explanation.

Closing the distance, the redhead decided to sit next to Cassandra and see what she was doing. It was clear that she wasn't going to be heard no matter what she said anyway. As she was there, she also took the chance to look at those things on Cassie's ears.

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

In the canvas, Cassandra was rendering a vineyard in the dawn. A vivid image she used to witness at the morning, which she should sell if someone was interested in such a memory of her happy times. Although, her idea was other. She wasn't sure if she will like it but time will tell until she finds out her favourite kind of peintures. Cassandra now enjoyed the complicated task to guess her likens.

In her ears the song still played noisy. It wasn't as bad as she imagined it would be, the modern songs were good even for her old ear from time to time.

Looking still at Scarlett's face, she indeed didn't hear the sound of her voice but read her lips, smiled and turned her face softly as she was absent still of her words.

But she wasn't.

‘Yes, it is true’ she thought for herself, knowing that her singing wasn't anything but a playful suggestion, more than an actual experience. And what a shame, because she hasn't lacked in opportunities.

When the redhead sat aside her, she looked at her for a moment, confuses at first, but pleased, showing it her a soft smile. Scarlett's company was getting an usual thing, even if they stood one aside the other to talk nonsenses or just enjoy silence. It was good to not be alone.

Using a rag, she cleaned her hands out of paint, taking a pause of her painting process. Grabbing her phone, she shifted the music to something instrumental and more classic for both to enjoy. Picking out one of her earphones, she raised her hand up and near Scarlett's ear. Softly, she pulled the locks of hair appart and placed the earphone carefully. The sound of the classic ballet ‘Swan Lake’ filled both single ears, connecting them with a tune played at the same time. She hasn't asked for it, but Cassandra wanted to share with her the music she liked. And she did it, silently.

Although her attention didn't come back to the painting. Instead, it got fixated by Scarlett's visage. At first, she wanted to check out if she was comfortable with the earphones. But then, her thoughts flew in another direction. She has had Scarlett's face this closer, but, did she ever stopped to look at it? Her beautiful features didn't stop to impress her, but reflection of curiosity and particular interest in her face, while also her confusion was something she found irresistibly cute.

This subtle and spontaneous change, alike others more expressive, flirtatious and explosive, enticed her somehow to approach more. What seemed to be only an idea in her mind, and possibly a whimsical desire, turned into reality as the blonde's lips softly caressed with a warm touch the red lipstick of the woman aside her. Just a soft contact before pulling apart, not in rejection but in surprise. She found herself not knowing the reason of the impulse. Was it the song? Was it her comment about her singing? She wasn't sure, neither regretful. A nervous but chuckle left a smile settled on her lips, while her eyes stared her in the closeness. Her eyes doubted to search hers, while her cheeks resembled the blurred lipstick in her own lips.

Why did she do that?

But more important, why did it felt so right?

[kindan-no-rp]

Amidst her intrigue, Cassie seemed to catch up on her presence. The moment she shared that tiny device with her, Scarlett's eyes widened and she gasped in surprise. Now she hears the music! Like a child who just saw fireworks for the first time, the redhead's attention was completely lost in this new discovery, not focusing her eyes on anything in particular but rather letting them wander around so she could enjoy the tune playing directly in her ear.

As she rejoiced with the notes and chords of Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake, she struggled to keep her hands still, giving in to move them over her lap. However, she was so immersed with the music that she could not realize how Cassie's been looking at her the whole time, and how she started getting closer, dangerously closer... the same confused eyes that see something new caught the amber ones right on time when the lips of the two girls connected for a fraction of a second, making Scarlett's already overwhelmed mind fall in complete shock.

As though it was some kind of magnetic polar attraction, as soon as they connected they both pulled away with, perhaps, the same amount of surprise... but maybe Scarlett's was higher. The Ghoul was left in silence again, not only because the earphone had fallen from her ear, but because she found nothing to say.

Nothing seemed to confirm or deny what had just happened, and why it did. Well, except for one thing: Cassandra's flushed face.

Sure, she had sought one kiss before, but now... Now there was no reason to, and now she got one. Why? Her mind only repeated that, why? Her own face warmed up instantly, and she also had to avert her gaze, it felt embarrassing to look back. Why? Was it the fact that she wasn't expecting it, being si soff, unexpected and heart-fluttering, or was it her sudden inability to fight back this time, at least with a word? Perhaps it was something deeper, she wouldn't be able to tell, but the undeniable truth was that something inside her moved, and now both girls shared a flustered expression, on opposite sides.

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

The tension in between the two, colored their canvas with reddish strokes. A minute of silence and mutual reflection about the touch they shared grew up inside the blond girl to tell something. But what? So many things she could tell. Still, perhaps self-aware of the effect of her own messy feelings, she reminded cautious. If any, she didn't want her to stay away for her abrasive and yet dark feelings.

Still, just to brake the tension, she had to tell something. Even if little or silly, or perhaps more tended to the comprehension. Her eyes analyzed her, empathically reading from outside the obvious hints wrote on her gestures. In her face there was writing a big Why?, a detail that didn't go unnoticed to the girl. She giggled, her torso reclining near the girl again.

"Scarlett" she cooed, softly to call her attention, "There is no tangled reason for this. I just wanted to do it, and if I like you enough... well, it does not have to be something bad, right?" her characteristic laugh filling the air. Although, despite her words, a feeling not clear for the confused violet eyes were well known for the amber ones. But buried in the depths of her mind for caution, it reminded untold; only retained by the fear or rush things and relive her dance over the fields that lifted her as much as it hurt her.

"But now I tasted them, hum~" a hint of her playful nature showed, as she narrowed her eyes to her, perhaps enticed by the sudden display of confusion in the so confident woman "I · would ⋅ like ⋅ to ⋅ taste ⋅ them⋅ again~ fufu~"

@kindan-no-kanojo

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

Roo’s eyelids struggled to stay open as he listened to the teacher drone on and on about the history of Romania. Perhaps he had made the wrong choice in applying to Ryoutei Academy, a night school, while he worked a day job. Oh well. There was not much he could do besides stick it out and hope he could afford tuition.

Just as he began to doze off, a quick movement to his right caught his attention. He opened his eyes and glanced over, searching for the source of the movement.

It belonged to a beautiful young woman with gorgeous blonde locks. Her slender hands gripped a pencil, working away at whatever she was drawing.

Curious, Roo peaked over her desk. On the small paper canvas was a sketch of… him?

Appalled, Roo’s mouth hung open agape. “Ah—”

This girl was drawing him? He was her muse? Was he dreaming?

The girl lifted her face, surprise and embarrassment written across it. The muse and the artist locked eyes.

[from @lucidesunderstander :3c]

When the pencil rubbed the paper the time could both flyby and stop forever. She didn’t need more. Neither numbers and formulas. Those won’t help her in any way to find out the mysteries behind the white canvas. Not everyone needs to know everything. At least, today. She was too tired to pay the demanded attention. Hands moved, skilled at the task, rather the liken she had. There was a figure slowly showing with each line she added to the canvas. Who was him? Cassandra couldn’t tell. She saw him more than once and for sure he caught her attention. Why he was so… pretty? For some reason she couldn’t tell he was handsome. There was a softness and finesse on his features, accompanied buy a timid expression of his movements. What was the enigma behind that anatomy? Cassandra couldn’t compare him with old anatomical models, he was something different, filled with a superficial beauty she found out lovely.

Once she noticed she drew him more than once, from different angles she has seen him before.

“Lovely” she whispered looking at the piece. Although her work was suddenly interrupted by the sound of an agape. She looked quickly to the providence of the sound, finding the secret model of her doodling staring at her in disbelief. Face turned hot red in embarrassment. What a vagueness, was him attending at the same class. She couldn’t believe her own lack of caution. How she would explain something like that? Mind rushed, looking up for an explanation. She stared at his gaze of confusion while her own eyes were translucent to the truth of her soul.

She opened her mouth, she was about to explain herself, but nothing came out. She was out of ideas.

“H-hi” A nervous smile showed on her face “I am sorry…” she whispered “Do you mind… what I am doing…?”

[lucidesunderstander]

“Ah— no, no, not at all!” He actually really liked it. Getting the attention of such a pretty girl boosted his ego a bit. Not too much, though, of course.

“It looks really good actually!”

He studied the sketches on the paper. Was that really what he looked like to the outside world? Roo thought he looked pretty average but this girl drew him so… beautifully.

“…Um… do I really look like that?”

Roo felt a little embarrassed — and confused — but he tried his best to hide it. Why would someone like her be interested in him? But he decided to just take it as a compliment. He’d spent too much of his life loathing his appearance to waste it wondering why people were interested in him now.

“A-anyway, thank you so much for drawing me—”

He paused for a moment. He’d only seen glimpses of this girl but never heard her moniker through the grapevine.

“Um… What is your name?”

@bluebird-dolly-bride

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

"Oh, thank you..." Cassandra blushed, ashamed still by the boy's discovery. She feared his rage for some reason, or perhaps she feared some kind of demand, she was a stranger after all making herself almost owner of someone's image without permission. She looked back at the sketched and nodded at him in a quiet answer. Does this man doubted that much about his own image? Cassandra couldn't tell but there was something on his comment that made her smile playfully and answer with the truth.

"Are you perhaps doubting of my work?" satirical words were spoken, therefore he could understand the huge truth behind them "I do not work for petty, monsieur. I am sorry for taking your image for my studies but I should admit I could not resist" then she smiled innocently like her words couldn't be misunderstood at all. Cassandra had a really bad habit to tell the truth and to seed a lie "With that you should already know is not a big deal. I wonder as it is fair... would you like to keep the doodles? I really do not mind".

"My name is Cassandra Bleucoeur" she smiled at him as a courtesy "And you are...?"

[lucidesunderstander]

“Oh no, no, I know I can trust an artist’s eye when I see one.” Roo chuckled nervously. “Um… I do a little photography myself so… I totally get seeing beauty in the mundane.”

Did he want the doodles? He was conflicted. On one hand, they looked amazing, capturing his beauty very well, but on the other, he could tell the girl had worked really hard on them, making sure they were perfect. He didn’t want to steal that away from her.

“Um… you can keep them. Wouldn’t want to steal the art away from the artist, haha.”

Cassandra…

What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. It was too fitting.

“Tanako Roo… but you can call me Roo-san,” he smiled at her.

He tapped his finger in the desk, thinking of something to say to the girl.

“Do you… draw everyone? Or just people who stand out to you?”

@bluebird-dolly-bride

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

"Roo..." she pronounced enjoying the softness of his name, smiling, "I like the way that sounds your name" she said with honesty.

But his question made her blush in embarrassment, not knowing exactly how to answer it.

"I... do not know?" she doubted, "It depends what do you mean with everyone" she softly smiled, "If you mean to draw whoever person that ask me or passes in front of me, no, even if I could. But, if you mean anyone I want, yes I do" she remarked, "I usually draw people that pick my interest and whom I consider to be beautiful" she smiled at him, "So... here you are" said her nervously pointing the drawing with the finger, "I really do not mind you to get the drawings, honestly, I insist".

[lucidesunderstander]

“Th-Thank you…” Roo felt his face heat up. She liked the way his name sounded? The name he chose?

Cassandra’s next words left him a flustered mess. She drew people she considered to be beautiful… and she was drawing Roo. So that meant she…

His face overheated. He hid his face behind a clenched hand, hoping Cassandra wouldn’t notice. All this was too much. It had to be a dream. Right?

He had to take back control somehow. Not just because he felt vulnerable, but because this girl deserved someone to praise her oh-so-much as well.

Roo cleared his throat. “If you draw beautiful people then… have you ever done self portraits?” he asked with a bit of a lilting tone. “I’ll take the drawings if you do one~.”

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

Cassandra titled her face at first hearing his words. She giggled a little while her cheeks colored in a pinkish tone.

“Well, I fear I may disappoint you in that” she closed her sketchbook and payed attention to him, looking at his eyes “You see I do not do self-portraits. It feels… quite odd” she nervously chuckled, “But I appreciate your words” she smiled, understanding the flattery and blushing because of it. Cassandra was used to receive flattery, although, none ever told her to do a self portrait. But her denial was because of the hidden meaning of her drawings: how could she ever build an image of herself if she had all those mysteries to disentangle about herself? A self-portrait demanded from her a complete interpretation of herself, of her true being and all her emotions. But how she could explain it? 

It was even difficult for herself to understand.

[lucidesunderstander]

“Then I can draw you,” Roo said and picked his pencil up, bringing it to the notebook paper. “Hold still.”

He scribbled some lines down, glancing up at Cassandra every now and then for reference. After several minutes of drawing, he picked up his notebook and turned it toward his peer, showing off his work to the girl.

“This is what you look like! …At least, to me, anyway.”

@bluebird-dolly-bride

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

‘What a curious man’ the blondie thought for herself, she couldn't avoid but trying to look over his shoulder what he was planning to do. A drawing of her, it wasn't something that she didn't receive before but alas, it was a drawing made by a person she just met: it was indeed a curious situation! How does he would see her? Which shapes would he use? How his hands will tremble in each stroke? She hold up sitting at his demanding, blinking a few times in her confusion. So he was drawing in a serious way! That made her feelings increase a lot more.

Then the piece was revealed and her hands extended to grab the notebook with a soft care. Her eyes inspected the piece as her lips curved up and her cheeks flushed to show a warm smile. It wasn't was she was expecting, after all, a academic-used artist as she was, realism was the only way to paint for her. But this was... entertaining, even inspiring. The simplification of the form and the way he chose the forms to express less with more. It was delightful, a completely different way to see for her.

"This is an style I am not used to see" she commented "But I should tell that I love it, for real. Do I look like this cute? I hardly think so" she asked, blushing, "But if you say so and your drawing prove it I should believe it" she offered back the notebook again, but despite of the appearances, she demanded something else with that gesture "Is it possible for me to keep your drawing? I will love to have it"

@lucidesunderstander

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

🎄 Mrs. Claus has arrived!

“Well, I’m not surprised to see you here…~”

Mrs. Claus waved a list in her hand as she looked up at Cassie from her seat. She gave her a low-lidded smile, knowing and almost proud to announce where she ended up this year… even if she had little involvement in that conclusion, “your name is on the good list this year, congratulations~!”

Scarlett offered a few gentle claps.

“...Now don’t think I will sit here and take that for granted.”

She uncrossed her legs to cross them again and lean forward. There was, however, something hidden in the red bag at her feet, “you can’t tell me you haven’t misbehaved even once, I cannot believe something like that, fufu. So...”

The tone of her voice changed to a lower one, as though trying to keep a secret from the world.

“I propose you this: embrace some self-awareness and tell me at least one bad thing you may have done. Don’t make me accuse you, I’m trying to be fair here. Even good girls misbehave sometimes, wouldn’t you agree?”

The scenario even if surrealistic, was taken more as fun thing for the blond girl. Knowing the quite marked interest of her friend for Christmas, or rather for catching the one who so-badly missed the gifts for the so-good behaved woman. Her lips curved up in a smile of amusement as a giggle escaped her lips. Would it be too gossipy from her to ask why she instead of catch and punish the old man, decided to replace him. 'I know she did not intend this... but Mrs. Claus is a title to think about... it seems like she married the problem instead of solve it'. Still, her mischievous thought was kept to herself instead of exposed. Being in the good list, was a tough task, wasn't it?

Hands behind, she reclined herself a little in front of the mistress as a smile played on her lips "Alors, madame Claus, je vous souhaite un joyeux Noël" her giggles as Christmas' bells and the feet walking closer the woman in red, her approach suddenly stopped, as the confusion invaded her expression "Huh?" she heard her explanation while her amusement turned tense "Well..."

Placing her hands in front of her she lowered her head a little, playing to grab her own fingers "I may have let myself dominate by shenanigans this year... but it hasn't been that much... I guess" her eyes looking up to the woman in the sit "Perhaps I have wasted a bad joke to you in your birthday... It is not like I am not sorry..."

[bluebird-dolly-bride]

𝔖𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔰...

TW: This AU was an experiment, until I realized that known Cassandra’s principles, it would be fairly impossible for her to stand like a vampire. Despite of it, I wanted to bring you the results of what she would rather call the worst of all the fates. She will be possessed by the immortal feeling of aiming for death in a complete new sense, identifying this new life as a curse that should find a bitter end. So, I will warn you from now that this text might contain sensible content, as it is blood, self-mutilation, self-sarcophagi, starvation and suicide. All poetically.

“𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑛𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒,

𝐼 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑠𝘩𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒.

𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠

𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 𝘩𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟,

𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝘩𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝘩𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟;

𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒

𝐴𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑖𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝘩𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟.

𝐶𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦,

𝐴𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑏𝑎𝑙,

𝐼𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒.

𝑀𝑦 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛, 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑟,

𝑀𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑒

𝑀𝑦 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑧𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑙𝑦,

𝑀𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑠𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟.

𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝐼 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑑

𝐸𝑛𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑒,

𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑣𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑠,

𝐴𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑒

𝐶𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑠,

𝐶𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒.

𝐼 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝘩,

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙

𝐴𝑙𝑙

𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟

𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒

𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑦 𝑙𝑢𝑥𝑢𝑟𝑦

𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒.

𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛’𝑡

𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡

𝐼 𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡

𝑅𝑖𝑝 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑑,

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒,

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑡,

𝑂𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑.

𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛’𝑡

𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡

𝐼 𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡

𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑠.

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝐶𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑦

𝐼 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑡𝘩 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑

𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑢𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑒.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝘩𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝘩𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑠.

𝐾𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛

𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑐𝘩.

𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐼 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠?

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝘩𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛,

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑣𝑢𝑙𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙

𝑆𝑜 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒

𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒,

𝑂𝑤𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝐼 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑠𝑒

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦

𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦

𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛,

𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑,

𝐼 𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑,

𝑃𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦.

[perfectquote]

“Be with someone who will take care of you. Not materialistically, but take care of your soul, your well being, your heart.”

— Unknown

[kindan-no-kanojo]

Maybe? Maybe >:3

(@bluebird-dolly-bride)

DIFFERENT TYPES OF KISSES

[ maybe ] sender and receiver are best friends and experiment with a kiss to see where it goes

I know this is so long overdue but I tried— and to make this fit in the Bluecrow AU timeline, I based it on this art<3 I tried to keep the dialogue simple to not make the drabble longer than it should be and bc I didn't want to mischaracterize Cassie too much sjdsk.

How did they get to that point? Scarlett and Cassie were just chatting one moment, and in the next a risky comment led to playful charade that brought the redhead's boldness out more and more. Soon they were poking each other, triggering tickles and laughter, until Cassie had accidentally found a soft spot that made Scarlett jolt and fail to hide her reaction— suddenly, it was too much.

"Time out," Scarlett gripped on Cassie's wrists and held them up at the sides of her face, and so they looked at each other in silence for a handful of seconds. The shocked blush on the blonde's face fed the Ghoul's amusement, even more seeing her poor struggles trying to get free. However, the more Scarlett refused to give in, the more anxiety and nervousness built in the blonde's face, suddenly it didn't seem like her usual uneasiness that was shown whenever she hinted at a kiss, but now it was more so... Fear, perhaps? It was unrecognizable for the Ghoul, since, as far as she was concerned, her nature was still hidden. She was only a little stronger anyway, but such a reaction seemed to hide more... Alas, the curiosity was soon overtaken by an embarrassing satisfaction of seeing the fear in the girl's face. Her nervous giggles and weak struggles were very cute.

The reason why Scarlett had suddenly caught her like so was most likely overlooked or forgotten by Cassie by now, if she ever noticed that a particular movement made Scarlett feel a little too vulnerable to keep the game going.

"You hurt meee...," Scarlett said, clearly exaggerating, but dramatically enough for Cassie to be brought back to reality and apologize immediately. It seemed to distract her from whatever was playing in her mind, and she kept on rambling about how she'd be more careful and how she thought she was getting mad. However, that wasn't what Scarlett wanted, "hmm... I'm not mad. But maybe a kiss would make me feel better..."

Cassandra's cheeks flushed in surprise, something that never failed to make Scarlett chuckle. She saw her hesitate and blabber, more and more nervous than before, the usual kind of nervous, another kind of cute, "what, you've never kissed a girl?" She teased, "we're friends, what's the worst that could happen? That you'll like it...~?"

Without giving her any time to think further, Scarlett let go of her wrists to bring her closer by her waist instead. For now, she remained with low expectations, the amusement of her teasing was enough. Cassandra shrunk in place, the proximity was making her heart race, a wonderful feeling for the redhead in front of her to catch. Scarlett had no intentions to let go, no matter how much Cassie continued to try to talk her way out.

Either the timing or their friendship or the place or this or that— when she got tired of hearing excuses, the redhead decided to act.

"Kiss~" with intentions of shutting her up, Scarlett closed the distance in a second, aiming for her friend's lips and finding herself reflected on those shocked amber eyes for a brief moment. Right when her lips were going to connect, she found the girl's warm and slightly sweaty hands, blocking her.

"W-w-wait a moment!" Cassandra's panicked, high-pitched voice made Scarlett frown, "I'm not— not ready for that!"

Genuinely, Scarlett hardly understood the panic, no matter how fun it was to trigger. It wasn't like she was asking for marriage! What was wrong with just a kiss? She sighed and puckered her lips in discontent.

"Fine..." She rolled her eyes, and kissed the pads of those shaky fingers instead, "I wasn't expecting you to do it anyway, but it was worth the try, fufu~" then she retreated fully, letting Cassie breathe.

Something still didn't feel quite right for the human girl, even though Scarlett seemed to have dropped the topic already and was ready to continue on with something else. It was now or never—!

A pair of hands impulsively grabbed Scarlett's arm, which ripped a gasp out of her, but the shock didn't last much; plump lips fell on her cheek with a subtle chu noise. It didn't last more than a second, but now Scarlett's cheek felt burning.

"There! I did it," Cassie exclaimed, lowkey proud of herself with a firm look in her room eyes that softened in no time, "...is that enough to make you feel better?"

...Right. Scarlett had completely forgotten about the white lie about being hurt that started the entire rollercoaster of the past few minutes. At the realization, she had to laugh.

"Haha! Yes, it will be for now," a gloved hand touched her cheek, "you won't get away next time, young Lady, but good job~"

Her final words laced with mockery made Cassie pout and look away, as Scarlett continued to chuckle at that cute reaction. A few more comments and she was determined to carry on with her day for real this time, anything to ignore her own fuzzy feeling around her chest...

[optimistic-nihilist]

[pulchritudinous-larkspur]

Hanako Hanabe: Satoi's style

[Rendering this was very fun! I now have a new sprite for asks, I will eventually draw her with more emotions.Please do not repost, reblogs,comments and reshares are okay! I used beatrix as a face reference, as she is the closet that looks like her.]

" Lost In Paradise "

[kindan-no-kanojo]

🎄 Mrs. Claus is on her way to town!

«Things are going to be different this year...»

[caffeineecold]

i dont hate you guys i swear i just have really shitty memory

[caffeineecold]

the notes on this post are fun because there's only 3 types of reblogs

"yeahhhhh this is me, so sorry followers and mutuals i will get to them all someday 🫶"

"FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT MY ASKS-"

"you guys are getting asks?"

anyway here's a sign to send an ask to somebody n say hi

[aroacesafeplaceforall]

Look I know the numbers in the triple digits now I’m so sorry

[time-woods]

yall its in the thousands im like on my knees appologisingto you guys

theresjust so mantyand i keep forgettign