EMPATHIE MALADIVE

[darkestaken]

𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 — it is often said; flowers, eggs, that which may be crushed in a moment's carelessness. i have a better idea: i will do as i please. i will not be like a bird bred in a cage, too dull to fly even when the door stands open. WITCHES ARE NOT SO DELICATE.

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#DARKESTAKEN. selective and canon divergent blog for a MULTIVERSE // POKEMON OC, with verses for but not exclusive to dead as disco, dead by daylight, gachiakuta, deltarune, tf2 & deadlock. mused by NØX, she / her.

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[darkestaken]

Hiiiii

[resonantcold]

Something something, Melony. Follows back from @stellartyped. Reblog if you're interested.

[frostfear]

galar renaissance now

[darkestaken]

GALAR RENAISSANCE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[darkestaken]

SHE'S BRINGING ARMAGEDDON.

#DARKESTAKEN. selective and canon divergent blog for a MULTIVERSE //POKEMON OC, with verses for but not exclusive to dead as disco, gachiakuta, deltarune, tf2 & deadlock.

                  penned by NØX.   (   + 25.   she // her.   cinematography student.   )

𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 — it is often said; flowers, eggs, that which may be crushed in a moment's carelessness. i have a better idea: i will do as i please. i will not be like a bird bred in a cage, too dull to fly even when the door stands open. WITCHES ARE NOT SO DELICATE.

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[agnes-nielsens]

[fifthimpact]

@darkestaken : yeah but when you're lazy the idea of actually manage the entire world gets boring pretty fast

once you realize world domniation is just glorified micromanaging , it tends to loose all of its allure right on the spot

[darkestaken]

❝ girl that shit sounds boring, let's watch LOVE ISLAND and take a shot every time someone CHEATS. ❞

[darkestaken]

okay that was not good for her ego

[darkestaken]

this is still horrible for her ego

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commission update save me

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AT LEAST I HAVE A SNACK I GUESS ...

[darkestaken]

spawning in hell with a 5$ breakfast burrito + medium coffee combo deal

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man with perfect hair is ruining HER life.

[darkestaken]

@busygirlgcttagc bc i need these two unhinged hot women to cooperate

❝ don’t look at me like that. ❞

UNPROMPTED. ↪ accepting.

❝ girl, look at you HOW ? that's how i look at EVERYBODY. ❞

the periods of respite around the campfire were boring. but IT WAS A WELCOMED BOREDOM; let strelitzia sort her thoughts nicely about the place, its purpose. remember what she found. THINK OF SOMETHING ELSE other than the horrible deaths she's witnessed.

she plays a game, pretends the whole thing impacts her less than it actually does. it's hard. SHE'S TERRIFIED. but she hides that fear deep; fear, right now, won't help her at all.

she finally asks the question. ❝ WHAT DO YOU KNOW ? ❞

❝ i haven't been here for long. ❞

[discodamned]

“ Nope. I said next person. But I’ll accept a compliment anytime~” Nice try. He figured she’d wait until their little game was done, but she made a beeline for the closest person around.

…Suppose that counted. He half expected Strel to duck backstage and wait it out. Hemlock of all people here too. Credit where it’s due.

“ Aw. See? It pays to spread the love around. …You know I didn’t hear ‘dare’. ” Snicker. Pulling her tail a little. The dare was simple enough. After what he made her do he expected more along the lines of: jump out the window or gargle hot sauce for ten minutes (he’d oblige either of course). “ Nothin’ special you haven’t seen before.”

The glasses are slipped off the bridge of his nose carefully. Had to give him a moment to adjust to the sudden light change. Light blue, practically a reflective silver in shade blinked uncomfortably until settled. He forgets how bright even a mildly lit room was like but the colors popped so vividly without the heavy shade of muted amber.

“ You totally thought I was hiding a scar or a black eye right? Hope my pretty blinkers met your expectations. Hah, nah. Got tired of squinting everywhere I go. Gets a lot worse when I’m not in the lower streets and it doesnt help I spent most my life here. But you know the shades are also just a damn fine look!” Signature even. Hardly anyone knew him without shades.

“ But hey didnt notice before, but I like the scarlet of your hair. ”

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❝ did you seriously notice that NOW ? ❞ strelitzia scoffs, amused, playing with the endings of a lock of hair. there's an attempt at hiding the CLEAR FLUSH OF EMBARRASSMENT across her cheeks by looking away. ❝ those gotta be really thick. i go through like, FOUR BOXES OF DYE a month. ❞

she goes quiet again, her eyes meeting his once more, her smile dropping slowly. she doesn't know what exactly she expected, really; maybe SOME SORT OF ANNOYANCE at having to put the shades down, but she didn't think his eyes would be ... SO CLEAR.

they were like a mirror, really.

❝ ... they're really pretty. ❞ it comes out naturally, before she can even think.

[discodamned]

“ Right, ‘witchcraft’. I’ll make sure my next dare isnt a freestyle rap battle. ” Even if he was the band’s lyricist at one point, Prophet hammered out any rap piece while he kept the rhythm in check. Rori too could rap a bop with some minor tweaks needed. He’s hardly the vocalist in comparison.

“ Hm..you got me for a sec. I guess I’m not so deep. ” It’s just his flow state. Think and belong in the present. He can’t think too far ahead…he didn’t have that distance to begin with. As soon as he got the band back and beat black and blue he had one final night at their reunion concert to finish business and part ways with his strange sponsor holding his post mortem contract.

“ ..Oh hey, I know. Redo my funeral, but make it a rager of a party! Irony for flavor seeing as my murder happened at a stupid crazy afterparty post world tour. No murder this time-hopefully. ”

“ …Oh right, dare.” A beat…before a sudden suspicious smirk crept up. “ I double dare you to say a genuine, not made-up, no loopholing or cheating, compliment to the next band member that you come across. Don’t try and weasel around it either by not doin’ it. I’ll know.

….And no it can’t be Dex. ”

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❝ that sounds AWESOME, actually. ❞ no palpable sarcasm from strelitzia, that's a good sign. ❝ i'll make sure to bring flowers or something. just please, DON'T STICK 'EM IN ALCOHOL. ❞ and while she could roll her eyes again at his schepticism ( didn't she prove her abilities enough ? ), she had other things to worry about currently.

❝ lemme guess ... can't be YOU. ❞ she gets up, a smile matching his on her features, going around the couch and behind, looking towards the hallway. ❝ cuz that would have been easier than ... ❞ well. TALK TO HEMLOCK, the guy's right there.

but strelitzia does go, slightly dragging her feet. she disappears into the room close to the exit in silence. there's a faint, wo', what is it, then a beat. I LOVE HOW TALL YOU ARE.

she walks back in, annoyed, leaving a VERY CONFUSED HEMLOCK behind. ❝ this sucked. YOU PICKED THE ONE THING I'M BAD AT. had no idea what to tell him, genuinely my mind went blank. ❞ she so would have preferred it to be dex, but whatever. it wouldn't have changed much, she's bad at SPONTANEOUS COMPLIMENTS. she drops back onto the couch, sitting at the opposite end, gently dropping her calves over his knees. ❝ alright DUMBASS, my turn. ❞

she looks at him, for a moment that feels a bit too long. ❝ y'know ... i've never seen you WITHOUT YOUR GLASSES. ❞ he always hid his gaze, somehow. most of the time, at least. she saw the outline of them behind the shades, sometimes a sneak peek ... but they were never truly off his face. strelitzia nods. ❝ take 'em off. ❞

[lancelot-sharpkeen]

dont freak out but i kind of made out with one of the killers last round