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@eaxkay
❁ Scarlet Lupine Hood’s Instagram ❁
“Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.” ― Marc Riboud
Posting either food, wolves, flowers, jewelry, family/friends, the Nightingale Diner, coffee, and etc. Her instagram is the door to her soul and world.
Mood Board: Goodbyes is one of those things that never get easier, they just hurt more
“See ya later, to the queen bitch who had to return to the dark hole she came from.”
“Toodles, to a fellow fuck girl who never could truly run from her fate.”
“Bye, to the dying roommate with demands for days.”
“Goodbye, to the heartbreaker who never knew he had a heart till it was too late.”
[text: ophelia from unknown number] bye - kay
“Kay~” Ophelia sing-songed while looking around his room, before frowning upon finding his side completely empty. It must be a practical joke, or maybe he moved somewhere else. Before she could go on a ice-boy hunt, her phone went off and her eyes found a single word signed off by the one person at the school who knew what it was like, how it hurt, who was truly heartbroken and why she was so tough around the edges.
“Fuck.” Ophelia muttered, her eyes squinting before closing them suddenly. She wasn’t going to cry like a lil bitch, that was Kay. He left with a single goodbye, did he think he was cool? Did he think that being nonchalant was more like the character he built up for himself all these years.
“Fuck you!” Her voice was raising and with the door wide open, and people staring as they walked by. The weight of the stares, of their words, of their judgment she had to carry on her own from now on and she had no longer had anyone to share the burden with. He finally melted away, yet he left her to drown.
“FUCK YOU, KAY!” So shrill, she could have shattered the windows if she wasn’t careful. Her heart felt like it was ripped out from inside of her chest, still pumping and bright red. She was immortal but in that moment she wished she was dead for the pain was unbearable. That heartbreaker finally broke the homewrecker’s heart.
Knowing full well he wouldn’t receive it, it was probably from a burner phone or something of the like. That ice-dick wasn’t going to get the last word, not on the goddess’s watch. Barely looking, she sent the message and deleted the conversation. Just like how Kay had deleted her from his life.
[sms to: Unknown] Fuck off
eaxkay:
MOODBOARD #001 : Kay Nysnø via Introductory Moodboard
❝ You’re selfish and you’re cold,
and I’m tired of getting frostbite when I touch you ❞
*& ooc;
Hello!! hi hi omg, so yea, I’m going to drop Kay ;; I have come to the point where in I love this community so much but have no muse to continue rping Kay and to stay active. Also, It took me a few weeks to try and revamp him or think of any direction, but I still can’t and it’s hard for me especially with Uni piling up.
I’d like to say sorry to the people I’m rping with or plotting with ;;
So this is what happened to Kay IC wise:
Still can’t get over Peony but Scarlet made him realize that he should, that the world doesn’t end here or something
He goes on a trip to find himself, travels around with Kaya because they’re both broken hearted jerks
Didn’t tell anyone about his departure but Scarlet and Ophelia I think (angst angst angst)
One day, he’s just not there anymore
He’ll come back, maybe-- who knows
Nevertheless, I’ll reapply with a new muse so I’m staying around but until then, you can catch me on twitter @allriseizuku :)
entry #006 : once upon a time
Ever After High, the kingdom of raging hormones and teenage drama. Something that Kay figures, he shouldn’t have ventured in from his prison like palace. But he figures, that too much alcohol amounts to nothing but cycles of cries and regrets. But he’s glad, to have people beside him along the way and make his sociopath mind realize that he’s valid.
He takes his shirts, rolling them one by one as he idly stacks them inside his bag. He’s not running away, he’s trying to find himself, and academic stress bounded with rumors flaming in and out of the walls aren’t doing much contribution.
He mentally tries to recall the roller coaster ride, laughing at the fact that he’s leaving despite having finished years of studying in the institute for almost four years already. He pulls up the zipper bag, slinging it over his shoulders afterward and closing his room for the last time. He has no regrets now, or maybe a few. One of which is to have not let people know of his departure-- leaving hurts, and he might as well not make it hurt for him a whole lot more, he’s a sociopath, remember?
He takes steps away, ignoring the people passing by like a ghost.
He arrives at the main gate but he never turns back.
Until then,
this will all be everything but once upon a time.
forget me not
eaxscarlet:
And so briefly, the hellhound depersonalizes herself just for this moment. Because, the real Scarlet needed to savor her last moment with a dear friend, thanks to the cognitive memories they shared.
Sniffling, Scarlet comes to her senses before curling her fists and gently hitting him softly before the pang of pain hits her heart. Fragility of her emotions consuming her thoughts.
Embracing him as she sobs into his shirt, clutching it as if he was going to fade away. Just like the boy/her first love from before. But she knows she has to let him go and live his life. Whether or not to suffer or be happy.
Having faith for Kay ever since their first meeting, she knows that he’ll be able to find his happiness. With or without the breaking the curse. At least, acknowledging that she was able to give him the opposite of loneliness, friendship. Because he has lived without a majority of emotions.
The wolf girl inhales sharply, “I wish you could stay here happy…But I would be a terrible friend to keep you here.” Speechless at his choice of words.
“I can’t promise you that, Kay.”
It feels real now, her touch, her voice-- the way her scent plays under his nose whenever the wind rushes against her. He tries to stop crying, but his tears continue just to compensate the pain he feels with what he’s doing and with what he’s about to do.
Memories rush him like a heartbeat, the coincidental meeting of the first day, him telling her she was beautiful, him calming her the second she was a wolf, him moving away, him trusting her, and him-- leaving.
If guilt sucks this much, then he wished he wouldn’t have met her in the first place
because he can’t bring himself to leave now.
But there’s something in him that screams to leave, to find himself and get back to her the second he does.
He smiles, a bittersweet smile before going to lean down once again just so he can see her.
“I’m going to come back, maybe not after awhile, but after a very long time”
he says .
“So promise me that-- even if it’s hard, even if you feel like you can’t keep it”
He continues.
“Can’t you just lie to me now and say that you can promise that” he says, and chokes along the way.
Isn’t he foolish.
forget me not
eaxscarlet:
The instincts of the hellhound were running wild in her thoughts. Knowing what was bound to come. Was she really sparing Scarlet from the pain? Probably not because she knows that Kay won’t leave without any last words just yet.
Raw sensation inevitably hitting her, the hellhound squeezes his hands tightly. Warmth engulfing the chilling temperature of his hands, because the emotions were unbearable to begin with. Eyes flickering red, a sign of distress.
Parting her lips, “Don’t thank me for being yourself, Kay.” Saying solemnly as she read the mood. Grim. Glum. Melancholy. Ears flickering at him as he laughs and takes a step back.
Wine red colored orbs focused on the ice prince, glancing up due to their height difference. It was comfortable to be towered by such a familiar soul. Someone who meant so much and went through tribulations together as a pair.
Eyes meeting together as he rested at her level. Not even saying a word because she’s anxious to hear what’s to come next. The inevitable. Inhaling deeply with eyes closed as a single tear runs down her face and a pair of soft lips landed gently on her forehead.
“Idiot…If you’re so afraid…why leave me again?”
His lips are cold and her flesh emits so much warmth he swears he’s going to melt any second now. He doesn’t look back at her and goes to just rest his chin against her head, he can’t bring himself to look at her anymore.
And maybe, just maybe, for the first time in his life, a tear rolls against his cheek, like amber that trails to burn its path.
He wraps his arms around her, keeping her caged in his arms, just this last time.
He tries to laugh again, but this time, it doesn’t come off sincere-- something to compromise the bitterness he feels rolling against her words. He wants to stay, but he’s just toxic-- he’s not good for himself and he’s not good for her.
He needs to find himself before he goes back.
“Because staying is scarier, and that thought kills me every night” he mumbles under his breath.
“Just...be a good kid without me”
forget me not
eaxscarlet:
Their eyes meet. Hellhound sensed that perhaps this conversation will not go happy as she planned. But the friendship between the melancholy ice prince and the innocent wolf girl was certainly unique in her eyes.
“People say you’re dumb…” Trailing off in a mumble before adding, “But I don’t believe them.” Keeping her tone warm for the sake of convincing Kay.
It’s when he smiles that the hellhound felt a raw sensation in her. Scarlet. The wolf girl who subconsciously was fighting to regain her conscious, was slowly starting to break her facade. Kay has never smiled so genuinely before. Now that he has, it surely has endeared the wolf girl witnessing from the inside.
Instead, she shakes her head, “Nevermind about your face…Although your smile is lovely.” It was indeed, lovely and charming.
“My company as your best friend, silly.” Smiling at him naturally, reaching out to take his hand into hers, squeezing it. Because a force (Scarlet) was telling her to.
“Now will you answer my question?” Leaning forward, closing the gap between them.
He waits for an answer, but in all honesty, he just wants to hear her voice-- maybe one last time.
Because yes, he has come to decide,
that he’s going to leave.
He doesn’t know the warmth surging through him the second he finally hears her voice again, as if there’s something flickering through the dim light bulb inside of his non existent heart.
“Thank you” he says, accepts the compliment for the first time. He has never loved compliments, she knows that. He laughs, tries to and takes a step away because he can’t bring himself to feel happy.
He blinks, she has taken him off guard and his hand is within her grip, like a puzzle piece. She leans forward, her head just below his chin and it’s funny that way, to have something so fragile before him.
“Why do I have this look on my face?” he asks himself, scooting down slightly just so they’re both on each other’s eye level. He looks at her then to her lips, then back at her. He moves closer, as if there’s nothing separating them but thin space and right when you think his lips are going for hers, he moves himself up and presses his lips against her forehead.
“I’m afraid that I’d have to leave you”
Take this sinking boat and point it home. We’ve still got time. Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice. You’ve made it now.
forget me not
eaxscarlet:
The hellhound amusingly grins, astonished slightly by how quickly he identified her vessel. “Correct.” Walking slowly in front of him, pivoting to face him to study his features. Certainly, she’s not the one person he’s expecting to see. He’s worse than I thought, a lifeless soul suffering.
“A prize? I didn’t prepare one. Maybe I should have?
Raising a brow at Kay, “I’ve certainly missed you earlier. I wonder why is it when you leave..I bump into you.” Purely a coincidence on the hellhound’s behalf, although gaining access to the riding hood’s memories was quite easy.
“Tell me… why is it that you’re eager to leave with a sullen look on your face.”
Her voice is different, not by the tone, but by the fact that no warmth emits from it.
“Why would I get you wrong” he says, maybe an irony, but he doesn’t know it.
He crosses his arms, eyes trailing over what she’s wearing as he sighs in disappointment. Stop wearing revealing clothes, he thinks.
He smiles, touched with what she has said, but it’s a normal thing, for her to be so sweet.
“What face?” he says, laughing shortly and he wonders, how he has been laughing with such situation he is in.
“I’ll answer you if you answer my first question-- what’s my prize for guessing you right?”
eaxscarlet:
❆ Aesthetic Moodboard: Kay Nysno x Scarlet Hood ❆
@eaxkay
She was red and he was blue. The total opposite of each other. A best friend pairing that could never break, no matter how hard they separated a while ago. He fears the evil in him. She fears the wolf inside of her. After all, he knew of the family secret and she knew of the evil curse.
“They had battled and bloodied one another, they had kept secrets, broken hearts, lied, betrayed, exiled, they had walked away, said goodbye and sworn it was forever, and somehow, every time, they had mended, they had forgiven, they had survived. Some mistakes could never be fixed - some, but not all. Some people can’t be driven away, no matter how hard you try. Some friendships won’t break.”
forget me not
eaxscarlet:
Fairing much better than her innocent counterpart tonight, Scarlet sat on a thick branch of a tree. Lean legs swinging as she adjusted the collar of her leather jacket. Halloween was full of pleasant surprises after a few encounters at the bonfire.
A mop head of hair caught the hellhound’s attention. Kay. Her red eyes targeted the male. Promoting a smirk upon her lips before landing gracefully behind Kay, placing two hands in front of his eyes.
“Guess who?”
Next thing he knows, he feels warm digits against his lids, he hears a tone that he has long gone heard-- like an old friend greeting him. He tries to smile. He wanted to just brush her off-- but she’s Scarlet...no more and no less.
“Will I get a price if I guessed right?”
He says, lifting both his hands over hers.
“Scarlet Hood”
remember me
fleurxea:
Drink in her hand, and redness covering her face — She has already had a little bit too much to drink for the night and it was obviously written all over her.
But hey, it was Halloween and she wanted to let loose and do whatever she wanted; drink.
Her outfit had left little to nothing to the imagination, and with hardly anything covering her she had become one to try and in her drunken stupor dodge the wind since it was growing chilly outside.
As the female walked, taking dignified sips from the drink in her hand she heard someone call out to her “Huh?”, she tilted her head and saw who was shouting. “Leave you behind?”, she recalled their recent encounter — Both having seen each other almost entirely naked. Funny he remembered her.
“I won’t leave again..”, she spoke as she waddled over to him, taking a seat right beside him as she continued to finish off her drink, obviously beyond drunk at the moment, her body scooting closer to his own.
“Are you going to leave me behind?”
What was she even talking about now? She had no clue. But, his company was nice so she would stay.
It takes a while, or maybe never to make up the hue in front of him. There’s just something in alcohol that makes him insane, the right insane-- forgetting things and feeling numb to pain. His eyes trail over her, like a dog preying on something to eat.
“You’re...pretty” he says, whistles too and recollects the way he had complimented Peony back at the school outing not so long ago.
The girl moves closer, and he doesn’t move away-- funny how warmth makes him feel too ecstatic. He takes his can and drinks.
“Are you sure you won’t leave me?” he says.
“Prove it” he commands, the corner of his lips leave no trail of innocence.
He takes another can and opens it for her, holding it up for the other to take.
“You? leave you? never”
it feels like forever
eaxophelia:
Still high on the spirit of halloween and maybe some mortal substance, Ophelia skips over to where the dark and dreary Kay sits downing all the liquids with blood shot eyes that somehow squeeze at her newly realized heart.
“I never thought I would say this but, you’ve had enough to drink.” She takes his can gently, not pulling too roughly nor forcing him to break his trance. “Funny isn’t it, who would have thought you and I would be the ones….in and out of love.” It would be ironic if Ophelia didn’t know any better, if she didn’t know Kay any better. “This is fucked up.” She announced, throwing the can into the flames from the distance and glancing at her companion. “You don’t deserve this.”
He doesn’t really make up the hue coming his way, not until she finally solidifies her presence with physical contact. He’d probably say to mind her own business, but he can’t push himself to.
“I respect you” he says in his usual tone. “But leave me be, I’m the only person who can say that I've had enough” he hisses off, pulling the can up as he drinks again. He laughs, finding the bitterness of reality humorous. “I’m not in love, I can’t love-- you’re lying” he says, breathing out alcohol like oxygen. He tries to pull the can away, but she takes it so swiftly, leaving him with nothing but a breathless sigh.
“I don’t-- but it happened, funny right?” he says, smiles too and tries to make up the blurry image he sees. “Have we met?”
