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"The spirits are restless today…"
"Ah? Who're you?" The small giraffe whispered, backing up a little in slight fear. "I-I'm sorry if I-I'm bothering you, I can just go away..." She looked like she would take off any minute anyways, her body stiff and tense as she looked at the other. If threatened she would take off, but she wasn't quite sure if this was a 'friend' or a foe.
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"Do you still love me?" Vendetto asks, staring at Butter Cookies.
"…" Is this the chance for change, for love, for caring in Vendetto’s life? His mouth opens, slowly and surely, and his explanation follows.
"…Because I do, so honestly it doesn’t even matter what your opinion is.”
And out goes the chance of Vendetto having any empathetic qualities.
She stared at the demon, didn't say anything, no emotion on her face. She just stared.
"Why would I love someone as heartless as you a-anyways?" She muttered, attempting to make her voice harsh and cold, but the only emotion you could hear in her voice was just...hurt. She's very sensitive.
She turned around with a huff and proceeded to give him the cold shoulder...well, tried anyways.
Butter Cookies is not very good at this. Just letting that out there.
ℜ #23
The little giraffe crawled under her bed with a blanket, she didn't dare go outside again, not after what just happened. The right side of her face was blotchy and red, and it hurt to touch it, but it felt so itchy. She whined and buried her face in the blanket. Even the sun hated her now. All she wanted to do was take a walk around her house and suddenly she had a rash on her face.
This sucked.
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Warning: List includes many real - and some (possibly) fantasy - illness and disabilities. Trigger warnings may apply.
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When the silence of the evening was replaced by a gentle, timid whimpering, the wraith allowed themselves to smile. They’d tried to mask it as a look of concern, of course — something akin to sincere kindness.
They hoped that they didn’t look too strange.
She greets them, to which they respond by brightening their expression, letting her continue to speak until she’s finished with her explanation. When she ends her sentence, however, they tense; “mister” wasn’t something that they were necessarily comfortable with being called. But to be perfectly honest, neither was “miss”.
"Sovereign of the Undead" didn’t really roll off the tongue all that well, they guessed.
"Ah, n-no, not quite! Call me Mizuchi, please," they offered, trying to remain as cordial as possible to the only friendly presence in a strange, foreign land.
"A-Ah. Kenya?" That was. Not a place that they were very familiar with. They vaguely remember hearing of a similar-sounding land to the east, back in the day; but they’d never really paid close enough attention to deduce what kind of a realm it was.
Luckily, their new acquaintance — Butter Cookies, an unbelievably sweet name — seemed to be willing to host them overnight. A good thing, they figured, because stumbling around in some kind of overgrown thicket with a diseased land animal gnawing at their hip didn’t really sound like their definition of a good time.
"I definitely would like to try and return to the water, if you didn’t mind the trip. But, I think I’ll take that offer; I don’t imagine that its…very safe, traveling during the night. Thank you for your kindness, Miss Cookies."
She allowed herself to smile back, her ears perking up slightly. Well at least they seemed nice, nicer than some of the other people she met, well at least they seemed like it. She frowned though, when she got it wrong. “ I-I’m very sorry um…Mi..Mizuchi.” She apologized, feeling the wetness of tears filling her eyes, she felt horrible now, but she blinked most of them back, only a couple strays leaving her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. "Crybaby..." She mumbled to herself.
She nodded at the next question. “Y-Yeah! T-There are a lot of dangerous predators a-around, s-so be glad you didn’t m-meet a lion.” She shivered, whimpering slightly. “B-But don’t worry, I-I’m sure w-we’re not in um…n-near any.” She was saying this mostly to herself, in order to calm herself.
She brightened up when he mentioned the water, she always wanted to see the beach, but never got the time really to see the big salty waterhole they called the ocean. “U-Um it’s no problem really, M-Mizuchi. A-and I don’t mind the trip at all! I-I always w-wanted to see the o-ocean.” She blushed a bit, rarely was she ever thanked for doing these types of things.
“The dark isn’t safe a-at all, w-well neither is the day here really, y-you never know when you’re gonna die.” Too many times has she escaped death, and many times she’ll do it again. “My h-house isn’t to f-far from here really, a-and I-I’m sure we can um, l-leave as soon as t-the sun rises in t-the morning.” She giggled, she was happy she would have a guest, even if it was a stranger.
"Hello, miss," Sibuna replied. He neither returned the wave nor even changed expression. "Did you need something?"
Awkwardly her arm went back under her cloak, and she inwardly cursed herself for showing one of her arms. She looked around, before shaking her head. "N-No, not really....I-I'm just...looking around that's all." She mumbled.
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[☥] He stared at the others for a moment before giving a slow nod of his head. "…Welcome."
"Huh?" She blinked up at the stranger, before waving nervously. "H-hello!"
need to cool off? try an ice cream meme !
vanilla: write a cute and fluffy thought your muse might have.
chocolate: have your muse mention something they tend to indulge in.
strawberry: does your muse like fruit? which one best?
pistachio: write your muse saying something "nutty" and out of character.
black raspberry frozen yogurt: have your muse try to impersonate mine.
caramel: what does your muse dream of having in the future?
vanilla chocolate swirl: would your muse consider... ~"entwining"~ with mine?
mint: is your muse a morning person?
sundae with a cherry on top: write something that would make your muse happier than anything in the world right now.
rocky road: your muse trips and falls onto mine; reaction?
chocolate peanut butter: does your muse like the nightlife?
malted vanilla: write a sad and fluffy thought your muse might have.
banana: is your muse lusting after something right now?
pumpkin: write about a special memory your muse has.
butter pecan: is your muse moved easily by bribery or flattery?
coffee: does your muse do well pulling all-nighters? have they done so recently?
cookies n' cream: my muse snuggles up next to yours on a cold evening; reaction?
egg nog: does your muse hold their liquor well?
rum raisin: what kind of drunk might your muse be?
green tea: what calms your muse when they need it most?
It is morning in your life
Day is breaking-Oh, so bright
You’ve barely made a start
just one beat of my heart
Don’t sleep away the morning light
(....How does one even think up the name Butter Cookies? How is that an appropriate name to give to your child? Do you want her to be teased because of it? And probably eaten?
....What if in the herd, the first two objects the parents see is the name of their child? "Hello my name is Kettle Glove." )
Tied Up (I have no regrets)
" WHAT THE FUCK!!!?????"
" LET ME GO YOU LITTLE SHIT BEFORE I EAT YOU!!" he said kicking ferociously trying to get out of the ropes
"No. I'm not letting you go, u-until you learn to be n-nice!"
ＬＡＢＹＲＩＮＴＨ → the sentence meme
Below you will find quotes taken directly or paraphrased from the movie 'Labyrinth'. You know, the one starring David Bowie's bulge. Send in one of the following to see how my muse reacts:
❝ I ask for so little. ❞
❝ Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want. ❞
❝ Just fear me, love me - do as I say and I will be your slave.❞
❝ You remind me of the babe. ❞
❝ That’s not fair! ❞
❝ Give me the child. ❞
❝ You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is? ❞
❝ I have been generous up ‘til now; I can be cruel. ❞
❝ You cowered before me, I was frightening. ❞
❝ I have reordered time; I have turned this world upside down, and I have done it all for you! ❞
❝ I am exhausted from living up to your expectations. ❞
❝ Isn’t that generous? ❞
❝ Your mother is a fraggin’ aardvark! ❞
❝ Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you. ❞
❝ I move the stars for no one. ❞
❝ Your eyes can be so cruel. ❞
❝ If she ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a prince. ❞
❝ If he ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a princess. ❞
❝ You’re him, aren’t you? ❞
❝ You’re her, aren’t you? ❞
❝ My will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom as great. ❞
❝ You have no power over me. ❞
❝ How you turn my world, you precious thing. ❞
❝ Well then, come on, which way? ❞
❝ Which way do you want to go, hm? ❞
❝ Was that wrong? ❞
❝ I’ve brought you a gift. ❞
❝ But if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams. ❞
❝ In nine hours and twenty-three minutes…you’ll be mine. ❞
❝ Where you goin’ with a head like that? ❞
❝ No, I said ‘allo’, but that’s close enough. ❞
❝ It’s only forever, not long at all. ❞
❝ All right then, throw down your weapons, and I’ll see that you’re well-treated. ❞
❝ Don’t tell me truth hurts, because it hurts like hell. ❞
❝ No one can blame you for walking away. ❞
❝ I don’t know why, but every now and again in my life - for no reason at all - I need you. ❞
❝ The way forward is sometimes the way back. ❞
❝ It’s very rude to stare! ❞
❝ What did you have to go and do a thing like that for? ❞
❝ What’d you expect fairies to do? ❞
❝ What’s the matter, my dear, don’t like your toys? ❞
❝ There’s such a sad love, deep in your eyes. ❞
❝ I’ll place the sky within your eyes. ❞
❝ What kind of magic spell to use? ❞
❝ I’ll paint you mornings of gold. ❞
❝ I’ll spin you Valentine evenings. ❞
❝ I’ll be there for you as the world falls down. ❞
❝ We’re choosing the path between the stars. ❞
❝ I’ll leave my love between the stars. ❞
❝ How you turned my world, you precious thing. ❞
❝ You starve and near exhaust me. ❞
❝ I do believe in you. ❞
❝ I live without the sunlight. ❞
❝ I love without your heartbeat. ❞
❝ I can’t live within you. ❞
Reblog this if you're having fun playing your character.
{{Because it needs more of this. I want to see that people are having fun playing the character/muse that they’ve chosen. Not feeling obligated/pressured to play their muse the way they “should”; ie, the way others might try to pressure them into doing and trying to control them.
Emalf: What are we gonna do tonight Sir?
Ivlis: What we do every night Emalf, try to take over the world!
♫ The Devil and The Flame! Yes, The Devil and The Flame! One is a cockroach, the other’s just lame. They belong in the trash! They need to be smashed. The Flame, The Flame, and The Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil! [cue ending tune] ♪
The land. Very, very rarely did they visit it — not only because it was ridiculously uncomfortable, but because they never really had any reason to actually be there. The hot sun, the dry sand and the pull of gravity on their body all seemed to be working in tandem to make them feel absolutely miserable, and unfortunately, the smell of salt water was so distant that they weren’t even sure if they’d be able to make the trip back to the shore.
It’d help, they thought, if they knew where in the world they were.
Feeling much less like a fearless ruler of a dead empire and more like a frightened tourist, they awkwardly paced a few steps to their left in an attempt to find something more pleasant to stand on than sand and dirt. They were wary of moving too far away from where they’d started, however; navigating new environments was hard enough when they’d been able to sense the subtle vibrations and differences of pressure in the water.
If they wouldn’t have heard her footsteps, they never would have known that she’d been near them — or that there’d been any people in their vicinity, for that matter.
"Oh, hello! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you, there." it’s a facade — the smile, the greeting, the deceptively gentle tone. But it’d make things easy, and might help in figuring out just where they’d landed themselves.
"I’m a little new to the area. Would you mind telling me where we are?"
Big brown eyes watched from a distance, curiously gazing at this new…person? They looked rather strange to the small giraffe, so she kept her distant really, but when she decided it was probably okay to go toward the strange person, she had been found out.
The giraffe let out a squeak, allowing herself to take a couple steps back and almost fall onto her back. Butter Cookies didn’t like this at all, and the quiet whimpering she was making only proved it. “H-Hello…” She whispered, ready to run if threatened. She relaxed a bit at the gentle tone the voice provided, but that didn’t mean she trusted them. “W-We are somewhere n-near um, K-Kenya….um…mister?” Well whoever it was certainly looked manly, but you never know.
She made that mistake with a hyena before, who really wasnt all that fond of being mistaken for a male.
“Y-You smell, um…salty. L-Like the sea, s-so um…are you from the sea?” She tilted her head to the side, blinking. If so, she could help ‘em back to the sea, they where lost that it.
“Y-You’re kinda a long ways away y’know….” Well, it was probably very obvious, but she felt the need to point it out anyways. “My name is Butter Cookies, b-by the way. It’s um….very nice to meet you.” She shuffled about, her tail lazily twisting and turning behind her back.
“Oh! Ah, um…’cuse me. But it’s going to be rather late by the time we make i-it to the beach…i-if that’s where you a-are planning to go I mean.” She really wasn’t one to be able to hold a conversation for long, but she was trying her best.
"O-Oh! If you'd l-like you could..um. S-Stay at my place! C-Cause I don't...like the dark." Hey, she had a perfectly good reason. The night was scary, many predators lurked in the night.
