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               “Asta.” She answered simply, maneuvering around the twisted knots of the roots under their feet.  The guardian didn’t mind at all since not many knew her name and she liked to be known. “What are you doing so far from home?”  Even to someone who rarely left her forest she knew what an Irish accent was.

“Asta.” He repeated it quietly as he followed her, having to look down occasionally and watch where he was going to avoid tripping over some of the thick roots. “Oh, uh, well...I spent my whole life in one lil’ town, so soon as I was able I thought I’d see what the rest of the world was like. Never really looked back after that.” It’s not entirely false, but also not really the full truth either; but no one really knew that anyway. He’d traveled around Ireland a bit too, though always far from Donegal.

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[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

❦ klemmena:

A small smile curled her lips for a moment, a flash of perfect white teeth hinting at her amusement. He seemed confused for a moment, then doubtful she was addressing him. His glance around brought an honest smile to her lips and she waited patiently for his reaction. Oh and he was polite, charming!

“Yes, actually, I was hoping you were familiar with this town, is that the case?”

A pause for a small amused smile before she asked her real question. “And if you were, would you be able to show me around the town?”

His eyebrows raised further in surprise as she spoke, though he nodded automatically at the question. He’d come back here a few times as he traveled around, so it was more familiar to him than most others; he remembered the quiet, peaceful spots, the cheap coffeeshops and places that wouldn’t run you out for staying a bit too long or looking a little ragged.

“I--well, sure, I can. I mostly just know the parks and a few shops and bakeries, things like that, though, if that’s alright?” Fancy he is not.

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[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

“Life and Death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed, but I don’t know how.“

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[pateromnium-blog]

🌿 “You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews.”

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[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

🌸 oftwigsandbones:

Oh, now, there’s no need for that. [She shook her head, all the more willing to let him stay once she’s heard it’d been long since he last slept under a roof.] Honest.

Oh, well-- [His brows furrow slightly and he pulls his bottom lip into his mouth, worrying at it.] No, I...I insist, really. You didn’t have to take me in, it’s the least I can do. 

[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

💐oftwigsandbones:

Happily. [She mumbles it mostly to herself, trying to hide the disappointment when he starts to leave only to jump slightly and hide it more successfully the moment he’s turned back to her, the way she’s suddenly casually leaning against the counter behind her a little too forced to be genuine but it’ll do for now.] Oh! No, no, of course, by all means. You never have to ask for that.

[Though he feels a bit foolish for it he’s already wishing he had a reason to stay, even just to be around her longer though he does genuinely enjoy helping as well. His eyebrows raise in curiosity as he turns and finds her leaning against the counter so quickly, something about it seeming a bit off but he shakes off the thought. He’s probably just reading into it. Nodding quickly as she speaks, he smiles shyly, still getting used to feeling comfortable enough to do those things without asking. He’d actually started to this time--found himself in the garden about to pick a few tomatoes before sudden doubt and worry had set in and he thought he should come check. But he’s beginning to feel less and less like a guest here and more like these woods are home. It’s strangely frightening and reassuring in equal measure, somehow.]

Well, then--thank you, I’ll keep that in mind. [The smile twitches wider though he tries to suppress it a bit out of habit.] I’ll go get ‘em, then. An’ I’ll stay out of your way if you need the kitchen, too. It’s been a few years since I’ve had a proper kitchen to do it in but I could probably make stew in my sleep by now. 

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[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

“‘Forests have secrets,’ he said gently. ‘It’s practically what they’re for. To hide things. To separate one world from another.’”

                                           independent fandomless original character

[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

“I could not say what creeps and whispers through the branches and down the threaded Road, but I hear it, and I am not afraid.”

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[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

OOF HELLO LOVELIES

i keep trying to work on things and literally falling asleep at the keyboard but!! if we have a thread together it is in my drafts and i’m working on it! i really rEALLY love all my threads right now (holy crap y’all are amazing) and i want to work on them all but i am giving in to exhaustion tonight. thanks for understanding and i just wanted to give everybody a heads up  ♥

OH ALSO

go follow absalom’s (soon to be) bae oftwigsandbones if you’re not already! i cannot tell you how happy she makes both me and absalom okay she is a precious cinnamon bun

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fracturedportrait: 

!!! W O A H !!!

This is going to be pretty simple and just as a way to thank all of you for putting up with both Val & I and just being so rad in return! It means so much to me that there are so many of you that want to write with / are curious about my precious baby, who I have had rattling around in my head for tEN YEARS but I feel like being here over the last 13 months she has grown the most! So THANK YOU! There are so many amazing characters and mun’s that I follow, that I’d like to give you all a chance at some love in return! Love in the form of…

PRIZES – -

first place; one character inspired 8track mixtape ( 10-15 tracks & cover art ), one character promo & one icon .psd ( or 50 icons if you’d rather! )  second place;  one character promo & one icon .psd  third place;  one character promo

RULES – - 

- This is for my followers so…you need to be following me. Makes sense, right? - One like will count, but reblog as many times as you like! - U GOTTA BE A ROLEPLAY BLOG, AMIGO ( otherwise…whats the point?? )

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8track playlists & cover art; x / x promos; x / x / x / x icons; 

!!! WINNERS WILL BE PICKED – - OCTOBER 2nd, 2015 !!!                                                   good luck!

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dirtroadsandwildwoods: ok but yeah i love this theme and it kinda reminded me of ab. hence me @’ing you. /rolls away/

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[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

“‘Forests have secrets,’ he said gently. ‘It’s practically what they’re for. To hide things. To separate one world from another.’”

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[matermortuis-blog]

“So negative,” she tsks softly, shaking her head though chastising as the gesture is, there’s something oddly fond about it. Her head inclines slightly to the side, the corners of her lips curling into a soft smile. “Very often. Not like I can catch my death in it.”

[dirtroadsandwildwoods]

Absalom huffs out an amused breath of a laugh, shrugging as though caught out. “Apparently the rain brings it out in me, what can I say.” It’s true; he’s usually not terribly negative, but the rain brings strange memories—rain had meant no easy excuse to escape the cottage for the woods when he was a boy, hours trapped inside when everything in him wanted to be out in it. His brows furrow curiously at her response, though the slight smile still stays on his face. He’d realized she’s not quite human from the moment she’d spoken to him, but he still can’t put his finger on what she might be, nor where he might remember her from. “That’s just an ol’ myth anyway, innit? Nobody ever died just from gettin’ caught in the rain.“ 

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see you in a room next door      your feet float above the floor           dress torn above your knees                like you’ve owned it for centuries.

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The Old Forest - Rostrevor Forest, Ireland