𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑏

𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘮       𝐢𝐧        ʰᵉʳ       ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡

[dewrose]

♡ॱ𓏽 dewrose .ᐟ　 independent, mutuals-exclusive nikki, FROM THE GAME INFINITY NIKKI .ᐟ keep in mind i never played its predecessor games. CROSSOVER AND OC FRIENDLY, find all rules in my carrd. ACTIVITY LEVEL: MEDIUM. always accepting memes, old or new when my inbox is open. ICONS CREATED BY DIOR / EDITED BY ME. rest of the graphics were created by me. PREFERRENCE FOR EITHER SHORT FAST-PACED THREADS or PLOTTED LONGER THREADS. created may twenty-twentysix.

pear-pal friends: @farstium , @feinic , @lunestri , @verreprincesse .

[dewrose]

can you resist the cutest girl on earth ??

[dewrose]

let’s start with a small starter call ! mumus please specify your muse.

[praeteritus-memories]

"He works for me, can't say I blame him or that it's an odd reaction." Most people were afraid of him. Even strangers in Linkon City looked at him with fear despite not a soul there knowing he was the leader of Onychinus. Perhaps it's his appearance, blood red eyes and a scowl around everyone but Nikki or simply how massive he is.

That's why he looks all too confident when he sees just how petite Nikki is, making his heart skip a beat at how adorable it makes her. Honestly, he never got to experience high school or crushes, but right now? Sylus didn't need to to know he's head over heals for Nikki. He could feel it more when their hands intertwined. Eyes glance down and note their difference, but more so how perfectly he felt her hand fit in his own calloused hand.

The man returned with a medical kit, carefully examining his injuries. He noted how foreign it feels to have Sylus show up for his own injuries as he began to patch up his cuts along his face and bruised hand. Just as he puts his tools away, he explains to keep his cuts clean and that the rest seem to be bruises that should clear up. "Then it's good no bones broke, being in a cast sounds boring." Looking over to Nikki just as the man walked away, his smile keeps returning as though she's sunshine in his darkness. "It wasn't so bad with you holding my hand..." His voice softened, bruised thumb running across her knuckles as though on instinct.

[dewrose]

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 she looks back at the door where the man left from; perhaps most people walk on eggshells around sylus ? she did think he looked ... scary when they first met, though that brief impression quickly faded after getting to know him, but she can understand the man's apprehension.

meeting his gaze, she smiles and tries not to think about their entwined hands. it's almost embarrassing considering even on earth she'd never held hands with a man before, had never dated and although she had crushes in her teens, they were shallow and quickly gone. so this is new, as are the feelings she's trying to figure out in her heart.

but she feels relief when the doctor goes over the injuries and it's clear it's nothing serious, muttering a thank you to him when he walks away. "i hope you're more careful from now on." her voice is scolding, but she knows that's easier said than done around here. fighting the little blush that she knows is rising in her cheeks, she keeps her hand there a little longer, rosy-brown gaze fluttering to it and how careful she thinks he's holding it. in this moment she doesn't understand how anyone would ever be scared of this person and looks back with a smile, soft and sweet. "mhm, i'm glad i could help, sylus."

[daemonry]

❛❛  are you talking about yourself ?  ❜❜   a knowing look as he returns to his spot of leaning against the stone wall.   ❛❛  i guess you got it in the end, huh.  ❜❜   probably not exactly the process she had in mind though. maybe that's why she wants to take new photos        ▬▬        an activity she would've done with her old classmates. he tilts his head slightly, cheek pressing against his knuckles. she must've been popular in school. nice personality, cute looks ... even in town he can tell she's made friends with the locals. everyone seems to adore her. surprise flickers over his features upon hearing that her age is close to his own.   ❛❛  so you're a december baby. do you remember when you first arrived here ?  ❜❜   his thoughts return to the guild hall and the tablet - like device he'd been handed upon arrival. at the time he'd been too overwhelmed by everything to really look at it, but there must be a calendar app on it or something, right ? his flame of hope is snuffed out when she says there's none. damn. even though the world seems very different from their own earth there are some familiar things at least. electricity, technology, mail ... still, her promise is appreciated and he reaches over to pat her head.   ❛❛  thanks. i owe you. it definitely feels hot enough to be summer ... speaking of momo, where is your little friend ?  ❜❜

[dewrose]

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 she chuckles, fingers brushing the pink tie. "i certainly am one of them. though i feel a little too old to wear these now. just on occasion for photos." but nikki thinks if they were not used in school, this outfit combination would look good for daily wear. nodding, she ponders his question with thought, trying to recall just how long it'd been ... "on earth it was may, and my friends and i were getting excited about our graduation trip. i've tried counting the days in my head since i arrived but i think i've skipped a few already." perhaps she should make her own calendar. returning her gaze to him, nikki realizes she still doesn't know much about this boy who suddenly appeared in miraland, and moves to stand by his side, titling her head up at him. "when is your birthday, do-hyun ? oh wait ... can i guess ?" with a hum and tap of her finger against her chin, nikki wraps her mind around the zodiac signs and what might fit him based on what she's learned so far. "maybe ... march ?" pisces seem calm and collected, an impression she got from him. the pat on the head spills a quiet giggle, makes her feel much younger now in comparison. "now i feel like momo. heh, he's playing with nonoy by the great wishtree."

[dewrose]

"I can’t stop this feeling." - Sylus X)

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 sat on a chair that faces his, nikki has her hand pressed gently to @praeteritus-memories 's chest, gripped around a wet cloth to clean his most recent wound slashed across his skin. it's quiet, with the whir of leaves rustling outside and what sounds like an owl hooting in the distance; anything that might drown out the sound of her own heartbeat would be welcomed. his entire upper body is so broad and bare, nikki feels shy staring right into his eyes right now so she keeps her attention on the cloth as she roams it over where his heart would be.

she's unsure of his usual heart rate but right now ... she thinks it feels faster than normal, wonders if she's just imagining it. wonders if it's just a hope in the small corner of her heart that manifests itself whenever they're together or if he's actually ─── maybe because he's almost naked ! maybe he's shy and nervous because of that ... she doesn't want to overthink, but just then sylus put his hand over hers, effectively trapping it in place to feel the way his heart beats against her palm and she feels the way a blush creeps up her cheeks. her neck is hot, the butterflies in her stomach loud, and then .... he speaks.

this feeling ? he doesn't seem to elaborate and nikki is too afraid to ask lest she sounds silly and what he's referring to is obvious. his feeling .... the cloth being too wet ? the pain in his injury ? or his feelings towards her .... finally, nikki meets his gaze and her breath catches in her throat. his eyes are so kind, gentle, he seems to wear a smile that'd make her knees melt were she not sat in that moment and she desperately wants to cling to the latter assumption that he means feelings for her. feeling more bold now, she opens her mouth to ask, to speak, to confess ─── but someone suddenly walks in and she pulls herself back with the clearing of her throat. flushed everywhere, she stands in a hurry to leave whoever walked in to help, clutching her damp hand over her own racing heart.

[mewnbuns]

oh to be caged in by his arms, to have his chest just inches from you, to be able to feel the heat radiating from his body as he crowds you against the nearest surface…..

[sissicore]

heheh nikki ver.

[igari]

[dewrose]

"You’re distracting me, you know."

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 "am i ?" she breaths out a laugh against the daisies of breezy meadow, fingers brushing across the petals of tulips surrounding her. lying on her stomach, she's been watching as @daemonry keeps trying to approach blushbunnies and they keep running away from him, clearly startled by the larger figure. it's peaceful, with a sketchbook at hand she absentmindedly drew sketches of him in outfits she thought would suit him and his personality. she'd need the right materials but it's nothing she couldn't find in wishfield. a combat suit, grooming outfits, a fishing outfit and a prince one to match the castle in the distance.

looking back down at the sketch, her long lashes cast shadows over her smiling cheeks. "then i won't look at you anymore." voice soft, biting back another giggle but the way he complains is endearing. "if you want to groom the blushbunnies, you need to approach them very slowly. they won't run away then." she advises as she keeps on sketching, smiling to herself and embracing this moment of peace that reminds her of her time on earth. but even earth could never see such beautiful nature and unique creatures as miraland.

[gloomglimmer]

›       TENSION   LINER   PROMPTS     

"I   dare   you   to   try."

"Do   you   always   get   close?"

"You’re   pushing   my   limits."

"Stop   looking   at   me   like   that."

"I’m   losing   control   here."

"You   have   no   idea,   do   you?"

"I   can’t   resist   you   anymore."

"Stay   back,   or   don’t."

"I   know   what   you   want."

"This   is   getting   dangerous   now."

"You’re   too   tempting   for   me."

"I   shouldn’t   want   this,   but…"

"I   don’t   play   fair,   remember?"

"Careful,   you’re   testing   me."

"You’re   just   making   it   worse."

"You’re   too   close   for   comfort."

"Do   you   always   push   buttons?"

"Stop   before   I   kiss   you."

"You’re   making   it   too   hard."

"I   can’t   stop   thinking   about   you."

"I   want   you   too   much."

"You   know   exactly   what   you’re   doing."

"I’m   not   playing   games   here."

"You’ve   crossed   the   line   now."

"Keep   pushing,   and   you’ll   regret   it."

"This   is   dangerous,   isn’t   it?"

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"Don’t   make   me   regret   this."

"You’re   playing   with   fire."

"You   don’t   know   what’s   coming."

"I   shouldn’t   be   this   close."

"We’re   getting   dangerously   close   now."

"I   can   feel   the   heat."

"Don’t   test   me   right   now."

"I   want   you   too   badly."

"Don’t   make   me   chase   you."

"You’re   distracting   me,   you   know."

"I   won’t   fall   for   this."

"I   want   you,   but…"

"What   do   you   want   from   me?"

"I’ll   never   give   in."

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"You’re   playing   with   my   patience."

"Don’t   make   this   harder,   please."

"I   can’t   stop   this   feeling."

"I’m   already   in   too   deep."

"You   won’t   walk   away   unscathed."

"You’re   walking   a   fine   line."

"I’m   trying   to   stay   calm."

"What   are   you   doing   to   me?"

[furinasopera]

@dewrose  | ˖᯽˖

Nonoy smiled brightly at Nikki—it had been all too long since the two last were together. Ever since she left Miraland it felt like there was a huge hole where Nikki once occupied. It was delightful to finally see her once again and she couldn't quite stop tears from bursting forth and trailing down her face. The short redhead leaped forward and tackled Nikki in a tight hug.

“My mother is doing much better. She has been working with the Faewish Sprites a lot to streamline our systems! So I—” She paused, letting Nikki go and stepping a pace back. “—I've been working primarily on the wish warehouse while she has been working on that part.”

Of course, that wasn't exactly what Nonoy wanted to focus on. No, she really missed Nikki and her energy was so… infectious?

“I also really missed you. Do you know if you'll be staying in Wishfield long after you help me?” Nonoy was asking for selfish reasons—she wanted the pink-haired woman's time desperately. She tapped the top of her shoe on the ground while entwining her hands behind her back.

“I have a lot to show you and I'm sure many people miss you as well.”

[dewrose]

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 the hug leaves nikki feeling bittersweet, milky arms wrapping gently around the girl with watery eyes trying her hardest to keep together. she hadn't realized how much she missed wishfield. there was something about this region that's more ... comforting than itzaland, or perhaps more of a cushy feel to it though both have incredibly nice people. nikki's lucky to travel everywhere but coming back to the first area in florawish holds a special place in her heart.

"i'm so glad to hear you're both doing well. the wish warehouse must be tough so i hope you're taking enough breaks, too." she feels a little like an older sister around nonoy, patting the top of her head to show how proud she is of her hardwork.

"i'll be staying here for a while, yes, unless someone messages me on the pear-pal. but everything is thankfully peaceful now in itzaland, so much happened since last i saw you." though a lot of it is dark and tragic, not a nice story to bring back home when thinking of medael and meghill.

she smiles at the girl's enthusiasm and gently holds her hands. "why don't we go to ray and wing's and you tell me everything i've missed ? i'm a little hungry."

[cobraghost]

It'd been a looooonnggggggg day of shit he's had to put up with, most of which being throwing diva tantrums while being readied for this show. Honestly, he's the reason their stylist even called in sick so suddenly; who would want to deal with the menace that was Billy Joe Cobra anyways? Few people could handle him when they ran the show.

Then again, he always did enjoy making people uncomfortable. Stick it to the man. This business ain't sunshine and rainbows; he knows that better than anyone.

... That said, he actually wasn't being so difficult now that there was a new stylist that actually seemed to know what the hell they were doing. But when he SEES this new stylist come up behind him in his mirror, mid-makeup application..?

... Something feels familiar, but not enough to ring any bells. A tap of his clean-shaven chin as he stares at this mystery girl, trying his best to flip thorugh recent memories and coming up blank. The only thing he feels is a mild distaste, because this isn't the reaction of a fan. This is the reaction of someone unhappy to see him. And that pisses him off, entitled superstar that he is.

“Uh, first of all, rude. How could YOU not know THE BJC is the headliner of the show today? And second of all, do I know you?” He asks as he raises a brow, squinting at her reflection. He doesn't even so much as turn around as is courtesy and face her that way.

No, he chooses instead to sit there and just. Stare.

[dewrose]

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 there's so many things she wants to say, so much to ask, starting with, "the bjc ?" because it does not sound familiar. is that a name ? nikki looks around, gets a few 'don't get him angry' stares from other staff and models before looking back into the mirror. with a gentle frown, she gives him the exact same expression she did when they first met ─── fists pressed to her hips, a disapproving gaze of someone clearly being disrespected. and what's worse now is that he clearly doesn't remember her, he clearly approaches anyone on the street and grabs their chin like they belong to him, and that leaves her with a very negative view of this person.

"i guess you're one of the models. or headliner of the show." she just states, colder than her usual sugared voice. carrying the clothes meant for him, she leaves them on the hanger behind him, keeping herself as professional as she can muster with a vague scan of his figure to make sure all the sizes are correct. "well, mister ... ( you still haven't introduced yourself ) please change into these after your hair and makeup. if something is off about the size i will fix it." with a heavy sigh, nikki turns to tend to yet another model with a little too much irritation clinging to her breath. why, she's never .... anyway, she has a job to make and outfits to fix and create.

[dewrose]

smooches her pretty wittle cheek.

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 squeals and squeezes her eyes shut while @sigrika takes possession of her cheek !!! then gets her payback and gives her cheek a loooooong smooch.

[daemonry]

back on earth. it's such a foreign sounding sentiment, fingers idly twisting the stem of a weather orchid he'd plucked earlier in the day. a few seconds later and his gaze has drifted from the petals of the flower and over to her.   ❛❛  it suits you.  ❜❜   the smile he gives is small, but convincing enough to hide the anxiety he feels over their situation. despite how calm she seems he still remains unsure. how long has she been here ? is she still trying to get back home or has she given up and accepted the new life she's living now ? is there a time limit on their attempts ? too many questions. it makes his head hurt.   ❛❛  yeah. i think they were dark blue.  ❜❜   he can't really remember now though        ▬▬        too much time has passed. nostalgic. her choice of word has him scoffing quietly as he leans over to place the flower behind her ear. he'd be fine not reliving that period of his life, but he also knows he can't be too selfish. if she's been alone this whole time it makes sense she might miss parts of her own past too. there's no way to even look at old pictures or anything.   ❛❛  i'm 24.  ❜❜   or something like that, anyway.   ❛❛  does time pass differently here ? am i older or something ?  ❜❜

[dewrose]

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 she gives the school uniform outfit one last twirl, looking down at herself with a smile. "thank you. it's been years since i've worn something like this." at least when it was demanded of them, she's worn it to a theme park maybe once ever since graduating. "dark blue, then it's the same as mine. i guess it's the standard, though i think some girls would've been happier with a pink version." her voice is cheerier than usual ( which says a lot considering how soft and bright it naturally is ), stood still as he tucks the flower behind her ear and she lifts a hand to brush her fingers against it. this is probably terrifying for him since he hasn't been here long so nikki's trying not to look too happy ... "mhm ! you're a little older than me then. i'll be 22 at the end of the year .... whenever that is. it's true that time passes a little differently here, i've tried to keep track of the months but there's no calendar so it's tricky. but i believe it's summer right now." she pauses as she stares up at him in thought, a smile lifting gently upon her glossed lips. "don't worry, do-hyun. i'll make sure to find a way to get you home. in the meantime, momo and i will protect you."

[dewrose]

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 she's helping with this fashion show as one of her friends had pleaded desperately after one of their stylists suddenly called in sick. nikki is always happy to help, and if it involves fashion she's even giddier, getting each model ready in good time with more complementary choices than previously decided. but then, as she looks up at this particular model, her gaze widens in shock. "you ?" the rude person from before. instinctively she protects her chin, takes a step back in case his lack of personal boundaries hasn't changed since last time. "what're you doing here ?" ꨄ︎ a whimstar for @cobraghost .ᐟ

[dewrose]

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

◜　 ♡ ॱ𓏽 he's right, it was never supposed to end like this. to defeat the dark, complete the heart of infinity, finish the mission nikki assumed had brought her into this world in the first place where she met all her friends and an earthling like herself. it feels like a cruel fate, but perhaps that's exactly what her destiny is; tragedy. a sempiternal cycle of destruction and rebirth, lower its scythe and harvest the last glimmer of hope before it's engulfed by darkness once again. let its church rise and bridge the gap between living and death !

she lies in @daemonry 's arms with heavy-lidded eyes, blurred and dazed trying to steady onto his. her hand clutches her swelling heart and it's painful and hard to breathe until it isn't. until she feels numb to the tip of her fingers that she manages to lift and brush against his cheek. lets them wander the touch of his skin or whatever's left of her ability to feel so, dropped to his shoulder and back at her side. "i'm sorry, do-hyun ..." she whispers, or at least she thinks she does, can't tell if there's any sound waning her increasingly pale lips. "i failed ..." her murmur lingers somewhere between them, fragile as breath against winter glass. she tries to hold onto his face, the shape of it, the warmth of it, but everything keeps slipping farther away. sounds dull into distant echoes. the ache in her chest fades with everything else, leaving behind a strange, terrifying emptiness.

and in her weakened state she momentarily worries for him and for this world. obliteration would follow a lack of core, a lack of heart. its residents would find a reset and relive their solitude and misfortune all over again without means of escape the calamity that her failure brings. her heart aches in more ways than one and as her eyes close and the heart of infinity consumes her small rosy frame, nikki only has the strength to mouth one last thing. "i really ... wanted ... to stay ..."