start the fights anyway.

DELPHINE "DEL" BONFAMILLE. 19 years old , AK. child of marie bonfamille. !! del uses she/her & they/them pronouns ... alas, NOT ME, lord, she said. shadow lies on me still. look not to me for healing ! i am a SHIELDMAIDEN and my hand is ungentle.

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intocontiinents‌:

          “     no.     ”        her voice is firm,  and much  louder  than usual,  holding out an arm in front of the other person to bar them from getting closer to the animal just a few feet away.  she brings a finger to her lips in a   shushing  motion,  before taking a step forward.   the deer in front of them doesn’t budge, and she takes this as a  good  sign.  then turning back to face the other person, she whispers,     “     you don’t want to scare him off now,  do you?    ”

del hugged their skateboard to their chest, wide and slightly frightened eyes poking out from the top; frightened at making an accidental sound ( as they usually seemed to do goddamnit ), thus scaring the deer off and pissing off this stranger. “ ... i have to tell you ... i’m really not good at being quiet, i’m so sorry in advance -- i’m just gonna -- i’ll try to shut up. is he gonna do anything, are you gonna sing like snow white -- ”

[dclbon]

meesememes‌:

THE PRIMORDIAL GODS // ASK MEME.

Send in the name of one or multiple Greek Primordial Gods and my character will answer the question. This his post may contain possibly triggering content, please read with caution !

Achlys - Is your character currently suffering from mental illnesses? Aether - Does your character prefer day or night? Aion - Is your character afraid of being forgotten? Ananke - Does your character believe in coincidence? Chaos - Does your character accept their lack of control over the world? Chronos - Is your character currently running out of time? Erebus - Does your character fear the dark or enjoy it? Eros - Is your character attracted to someone they cannot have? Gaia - What is your character’s relationship to their mother? Hemera - Does your character need sunlight to thrive? Hypnos - What is your character’s worst nightmare? Nemesis - Does your character currently wish to seek revenge? The Nesoi - Is your character afraid of the depths below? Nyx - Where does your character prefer to spend their nights? The Ourea - Is your character currently facing insurmountable obstacles in life? Phanes - Does your character lust after someone? Pontus - Would your character rather be surrounded by a sea or a desert Tartarus - Does your character believe in hell? Are they afraid of it? Thalassa - What is your character like when angry? Thanatos - What is your character’s relationship with death? Ouranus - Does your character believe in life after death?

@dclbon​ // @tamumoyoni​ // @hippolytarider​ // @lillanelle​ // @gionamim​

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odvttes‌:

“ you do you. ” odette shrugs with a laugh, helping del into the coat. “ are you sure you just don’t want it? i was going to get another one this season, anyway. everyone needs a good trench coat in their lives. ” as del rambled on, she nodded. “ yeah, a bear. auradon’s really gotten more…exciting, hasn’t it? ” at the mention of blanche, distaste flashed across odette’s features and she muttered something that sounded suspiciously like ‘ two-faced bitch. ’ “ oh, stella’s sweet! she’s really good at baking, right? i think i’ve met the fortune-teller before —- definitely met the brother, though. he had a bird literally making a nest in his hair. gil’s nice, too, and hmm — khuno, have you met him? he’s also a musician. there’s also samhain. ”

“ are you sure ... ? ” del said, more of a whisper to themselves as they spun around in the coat. for once, something was fashionable, practical, and stylish. “ it’s gonna be the most stylish thing in my closet. oh, that and those insane louboutins mama made me bring. the emergency shoes. but as soon as there’s a ball announced, she’s going to bring all of paris with her. ” 

“ almost as exciting as whatever happened there when i mentioned blanche. ” del wiggled their finger in front of odette’s face, laughing lightly. “ stella’s the sweetest. almost as sweet as all the stuff she bakes. i haven’t met dani’s brother, or those last two you mentioned. jeez, we should make a list. ” del began to peel off the coat delicately, folding it with extreme care before lying down on the bed. “ the world’s rolling too fast, odie, sometimes i like it but right now i kinda just want it to slow down a little. i knew there’d be drama when ben announced the vks coming but ... now things are actually going down. why does the world work like that ? ”

[dclbon]

( @intckycs​ ) // LAZARUS // CLOSED.

a smile was the usual occupant of del’s open face. a shit-eating smile, a purely euphoric smile, a ‘thank god the week is over’ smile. but today, the smile had gone on vacation and was replaced by a weird squiggle. a twist of the lips that said: ‘ ...i literally have no idea what’s going on and i’m not even going to pretend i do. ’

they’d approached laz after that little trip to the office where the interrogations had started. interrogations -- the twist of the lips got even twistier. it was already iffy enough to have so many people she’d met be taken in for questioning -- especially laz, who as far she knew, had gone home with their telescope after they’d dropped it off that night. solid alibi. that had to be enough -- right ?

“ so ... ” del spun their phone in the air, catching it as it fell. their leg bounced under the picnic table; having tried 7 different ways of sitting down, they opted to sit down like a normal person on the bench. “ i mean, i’m totally up for anything, like, always but -- i just .. DON’T exactly know what the ‘anything’ is right now ? -- ‘cause like -- what -- ???? is this an astronomy club thing, am i getting hazed ? ”

[dclbon]

trcmainc‌:

“  oh,  no.  i..  i  ate  a  majority  of  what  was  on  the  plate,  plus—  i  can  a-always  make  myself  more,  right  ?  “   she  smiles  at  the  girls  compliment.  it  was  always  nice  to  receive  some  good  feedback.  it  was  something  she  wasn’t  too  familiar  with,  back  on  the  isle  it  was  always  ‘  it  could  be  better  ‘  or  ‘  not  quite  there  ‘  —  stella’s  glad  there  is  some  different  responses  over  here.   “  that  –  that  means  a  lot,  seriously  !  i  was  starting  to  doubt  m-myself  back  there,  but  thank  you for  being  nice.  that’s  all  person  really  wants,  right  ?  “

“ of course !! honestly, that’s the best thing about baking and cooking, you’ll essentially never run out of good food unless you run out of ingredients or you’re a crappy cook -- that’s my, by the way, i’m the crappy cook, ” del joked. “ but hey listen, hire me or something -- i’ll do it for free, if you want -- but if you ever need someone to be a taste-tester, i’m your human, ” del did a short, comical salute, with their one hand free of treats. in under two minutes, they were gone and eaten. “ i’m del, ” they grinned. “ have you been baking, like, your whole life ? ”

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oflostdreamers‌:

“in that case, we’re lucky it’ll probably be less about looks and more about royal status,” he shrugged with a small frown, slightly hurt at the insinuation that he wasn’t attractive but well aware that there were bigger things to worry about. “i don’t know, last time i talked to him, he seemed unsure. but yeah, we’re fine —- why wouldn’t we bed?”

del’s eyebrows rose, catching the small frown and nudging clef gently -- they would remember to talk about that later. “ nah, i just thought since you guys are exes and ... i dunno, i’ve never really heard of any amicable exes yet, but i guess you’re the first ? ” they smiled. “ anyway, is there anyone new on the horizon, or are you just singling and mingling? ”

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intckycs‌:

        «♡»  pocky  looks  up  from  his  small  pile  of  m&ms  just  in  time  to  see  del  rolling  away  from  him,  and  he  just  blinks  at  her  for  a  moment,  wondering  if  he’s  said  something  wrong.  then,  though,  she’s  scrambling  toward  him  on  all  fours  and  a  surprised  glitch  tears  through  him.

        ❝  whoa,  whoa,  whoa  !  good  gumdrops  !  calm  down,  dellybean  !  i  know  you  didn’t  mean  it  like  that,  and  i  get  when  you  mean.  everyone  here  acts  like  just  because  they  have  magic,  they’re  suddenly  better  than  the  rest  of  us.  like  they’ve  got  something  on  us.  i  get  what  you  meant  !  ❞  he  laughs,  tossing  an  m&m  up  in  the  air  and  catching  it  in  his  mouth.  ❝  i’m  not  offended,  no  worries.  it’s  not  like  i  have  magic  or  anything.  in  fact,  if  it  were  up  to  me,  i  would  still  be  nothing  more  than  some  random  piece  of  code  in  slaughter  race.  ❞  he  shrugs,  taking  a  small  handful  of  his  candies  and  holding  them  out  to  del.  ❝  you’re  not  a  cotton - headed  —  whatever  you  said.  cotton  candy - headed,  maybe,  but  cotton  candy  is  scrumptious,  so  that’s  okay.  ❞  he  gives  a  playful  smile  and  shoves  his  hand  in  the  pocket  of  his  jacket  to  pull  out  a  couple  of  laffy taffys  and  hershey  kisses.  ❝  anyway,  back  on  topic  —  it  was  really  fucking  dumb  of  them  to  just  put  shit  like  that  in  a  museum  where  anyone  with  half  a  code  could  take  it  if  they  wanted  to  enough.  total  fruit  slice  culture  of  them,  if  you  ask  me.  ❞  *✧｡⋆

but no matter what pocky said, del couldn’t get it out of her head that she’d said something wrong. the kind of thing that maybe pocky might think about when it’s two in the morning and he had nothing else but what happened that day. because that was the kind of stuff del thought about, and the last thing they wanted was to cause the same kind of accidental hurt that she’d had to deal with before. 

“ shut up, you’re hella magical, ” del did an exaggerated sniff, punching pocky’s knee gently. “ you still have to make me into code so i can try out slaughter race for real. i’ll make a huge-ass skateboard that’s powered by like ten engines and i’m just surfing on them like with reins and stuff... ” del sighed happily. “ cotton-headed ninnymuggins. please, tell me you’ve watched elf. ”

they lifted their head from pocky’s knee, sitting up on the curb and resting her feet on her skateboard. making it roll right and left. “ fruit slice culture -- ” she smiled to herself. “ but yeah, no, you’re right. it’d be funny if it wasn’t so important, though. my mother texted me this morning just screaming to like avoid magic or shifty characters and i’m just like ?? whomst ?? ”

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intckycs‌:

        «♡»  a  light  laugh  escapes  dani’s  lips  and  she  shakes  her  head,  her  shadow - friend  moving  across  the  room  to  rest  just  behind  del.  ❝  please,  i  can’t  even  read  textbooks  —  ❞  an  exaggeration,  of  course.  ❝  —  cards,  though  ?  you  just  go  with  what  you  feel.  ❞  of  course,  now  that  she’s  in  auradon,  the  loa  help  her  out,  but  that  hadn’t  always  been  the  case.  she  pulls  one  card  from  her  deck  and  turns  its  front  is  facing  del,  and  the  image  on  it  changes  from  the  typical  image  of  the  high  priestess  to  a  sort  of  image  of  herself,  before  shifting  back  to  it’s  original  image.  ❝  yep,  blood,  hair,  or  fingernails.  and  you’re  not  wrong  —  that’s  why  blood  is  preferred.  it’s  more  difficult  to  get  a hold  of,  but  it’s  always  right.  ❞  she  hums.  ❝  huh  ?  oh,  no.  i  can  turn  someone  else  into  anyone,  so  long  as  i  have  enough  blood  in  this  little  guy  right  here.  ❞  she  taps  the  talisman  lightly.  ❝  don’t  think  i  can  turn  myself  into  a  soul,  though.  ❞  *✧｡⋆

del blinked, and then blinked again -- almost sure that the image of the woman in the card ( the high priestess, apparently ) had looked like the fortune-teller before shifting back to the original face. “ ooooooohhhhh, so if i gave you my blood then you could turn someone else into me. ” del paused, thinking about it. “ huh. this is probably gonna sound way worse than i intend it to be, but is that like ... considered ... DARK magic ? like, it’s not just funnily turning into a person, is it ? since essentially you’re ... wait, did you say something about souls too ? ” then their face lit up, propping up their elbow on the table and leaning their chin into their hand. “ this is so cool, honestly. ”

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odvttes‌:

“ you always look put-together, del, ” odette coos, though both of them know that’s a complete lie. “ yeah, well, she’s right. you’re taking my trench coat for sleuthing purposes. how do you know you won’t get kicked out the second you even show up to the museum? ” she shakes her head with a laugh, pushing herself off the the bed. she takes her coat off her clothing rack, holding it up front of her. “ there’s been a lot going on lately, hasn’t there? lots of people, lots happening…i saw some girl trying to sell auradon maps—you know that shit’s free. and then she turned into a bear. but, anyway, make any new friends? i don’t think they’re all that bad. ”

del blew a raspberry at their cousin, knowing full well that they hardly ever looked put-together. “ if i get kicked out, i get kicked out. at least i looked good and i tried, ” they said triumphantly. watching odette jump up, del squealed with excitement as soon as the coat was taken out. they pulled off their hoodie and stretched out their arms to put the coat on. 

“ -- wait, what ? she turned into a bear ? ” del blinked. “ yeah, i’ve been making some friends. i met this girl called blanche, ” they grinned. “ and then there’s stella who was giving away cookies in the middle of the night. totally not poisoned or anything, ” they assured odette. “ and i met a fortune-teller. and i met gil, who doesn’t actually have gills but he is the son of gaston. and jeez, he’s ripped. what about you ? ”

[dclbon]

raretalented‌:

‘ it wasn’t his fault ‘cause he was ridiculously high , right ? and the girl , she thought he was a furry … ’ */   ❛ @dclbon ❜ 

  ❝  STILL HIS FAULT. ❞ viv shrugged, as always they spoke in short, somewhat cryptic sentences. it didn’t help that the duo were speaking over lunch, and being so fast burnt up a serious appetite. 

   a second paused as a thoughtful expression passed over their features,   the french fry hovering inches from their lips before being brandished to the beat of each word,   ❝ wait – what the splinters is a furry  ? . ❞  jaw hung slack as viv’s fry was unceremoniously dropped onto the plate  ❝  like an animal talent ? . ❞

DEL POUTED, A little disappointed that their very good defense of those partygoers last night was hitting a brick wall. 

del was picking out a lettuce from between their teeth when the question was asked. “ wait, you don’t know ? ” they narrowed their eyes, trying to figure out if viv was pulling their leg. then it changed once they mentioned talent. “ oh, no ! nothing like that, oh my god -- it’s like -- um ? people who dress up as animals ? usually in a ... weird way ? in sort of a ... kinky way ? i think. i don’t know, don’t ever trust me with anything -- ”

[dclbon]

diisenchvnted‌:

        ❝ I mean … ❞ She sat back with a sharp inhale , a slight hum sitting in the back of her throat. A bit of hesitance , looking up at Del with a small sigh - yet still , a smile. ❝ I mean , I CAN , but … ❞ She rubbed her arm anxiously , tilting her head to the side. ❝ I’m not really - I’m not really GOOD at it. Still learning. ❞     

The eyelash-batting came to a stop. They saw that look on Trixie’s face and immediately sobered up, a mode-of-Del usually reserved for when they figured something was a real, anxious concern. “ That’s okay, ” they said gently. “ Whenever, if ever, you can do your own bibbidi-bobbidi-boo, I’ll have my board ready. Until then, I’m good with wheels. ” Del nudged Trixie. “ What’s your preferred mode of rolling, anyway ? Skates ? Board ? Scooter ? ”

[dclbon]

opheliarider‌:

          “  del,  if  this  isn’t  over  by  friday,  i  might  actually  lose  my  mind,  ”  ophelia  admitted.  it’d  already  felt  like  forever  since  the  first  announcement  &  they’d  yet  to  figure  anything  out  ?  she  wasn’t  buying  it.  something  had  to  come  out  eventually  &  it’d  probably  be  sooner  rather  than  later.  a  short  pause.  “  let’s  just  try  not  to  think  about  it.  ”

“ well, if you lose it, i’m not gonna help you look for it. i’m not qualified for that. just be sure to put a tag on it or something, for easy identification, ” they teased. “ okay. we won’t think about it. i’ll think about ... what am i gonna think about ... ? oh ! DATES. you got any yet ? ” 

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sebastiancharming‌:

          while  they  weren’t  looking,  he  had  dipped  into  the  bag  of  candy  &  took  a  handful,  now  popping  them  into  his  mouth.  it  wasn’t  like  sebastian  thought  ben  wasn’t  capable,  of  course  he  was,  but  things  weren’t  looking  great.  &  that  was  a  fact.  “  me  ?  king  ?  ”  a  scoff  escaped  parted  lips.  he  barely  wanted  the  title  of  prince.  “  i  don’t  know,  i  guess  —  would’ve  kinda  been  the  same  thing.  but  only  bring  over  those  who  want  a  second  chance,  not  everyone.  even  parents  who  deserve  another  shot.  ”

with the new jellysnake in their mouth, del got a moment to just breathe and think for a second. sometimes, they could be so tired but their mouth just wouldn’t stop running -- but for now it had slowed. “ how do you even know who’s good anymore, man ? do you have to, like ... plan world domination or something, and that’s bad ? or is stealing a loaf of bread enough to get you imprisoned ? or ... ” they pursed their lips, remembering their mother’s. “ stealing cats. not really as bad as what happened to your mom. ” 

[dclbon]

‘ we all came home . since we’re here , we might as well save the world . ’ // from @sebastiancharming

         ( umbrella academy starters, still accepting !! )

" yes. OR -- ” del skidded to a halt, kicking up their skateboard and picking it up with one hand. “ we could just let everyone else save the world while we go do something else. something that i potentially can’t screw up. and i’m talking about me, specifically, because we all know you have the braincells in this relationship. ”

[dclbon]

‘ all the what - if’s start to haunt you . ’ // from @opheliarider​

          ( umbrella academy starters, still accepting !! )

“ like ... what if you hadn’t eaten glue that one time in kindergarten, and that memory was never burned into my brain and we never would’ve become friends ? ” del teased. “ or ... what if i never went out that day when it was rainy and i wouldn’t have gotten into that crash and missed out on school and i’d be with you at auroria and not still at auradon prep. ” their light expression faded a little, before forcing themselves to be upbeat again. they gestured at ophelia, meaning for her to continue their ‘what if’ thread.

[dclbon]

tcilandtrcuble‌:

              ❝ i’m opting to trust you on this one, so you better pull through.❞ blanche warned, waggling a finger. her eyes narrowed, playfully suspicious. ❝ a charmer, you are. flattery will get you everywhere, thank you very much. ❞ she sniffed, tossing her hair in mock vanity. ❝ how many other people have you used this little t r i c k on ?? ❞

“ if i don’t pull through, then i guess i’m just -- at your mercy , ” del shrugged, doing a big bow, holding their arms out. once they rose up, they grinned. “ two. it didn’t work on them, but i guess the third time’s a charm. but is it actually working ?? ”