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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@fugitiviarchive
There comes a time when you must stop running. When you must turn and face the TIGER.
I will be over here from now on orz It's still under construction but I figured I'd put it out there for anyone wanting to see. From now on, this account will be an archive uwu Thank you~
"Fenru! Where have you been?"
"I had...something to take care of. It is unlike you to worry about me Aya--- What do you want?"
{♤};;— Already just hearing those words come from him— knowing that he was there— It meant so much to her. That fear that had begun to well up within her had begun to recede ever so slightly. Still— she shook slightly. Her throat seemed to close up as she tried so hard to calm down. Slender fingers reached out and wrapped around his wrist weakly, her gaze remained on the ground.
He was there.
He wasn’t some taunting image caused by the Darkness, he was real and he was there with her now. “Please—” She choked out, “Please don’t leave me.”
Not like the others…
I don’t want to be alone anymore.
Green eyes watch the other's reactions, from the way her body slightly trembled at his words to the way that her fingers loosely gripped his wrist----all of it. He remained silent and still while awaiting a response from her beyond the physical things keen observational skills were able to pick up. There were so many phrases he contemplated on saying, anything to explain his disappearance but they all collapsed upon hearing Ebony's words.
P l e a s e d o n ' t l e a v e m e.
A low hm leaves him as dark eyebrows furrow---Is this guilt he feels? Or perhaps frustration towards the lack of skills he possesses in this area? Every thought and word he wants to say to her jumble together until the only thing he can figure to do is bring her roughly into his awkward embrace as he clings to her almost childlike.
"Forgive me...I made you worry," low and soft his voice whispered against her ear. Do not worry, I am always here.
”Please don’t say that’s coming from you.”
"I will not----It's coming from your hound."
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"Excuse me, have you seen a little girl? She’s about this height, has black hair and she probably looks scared."
"---No. Perhaps you should ask someone else."
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ooc: I LIVEEEEEEE. And now to aggressively push Fenris at *pushes*
“Oh what tangled webs we weave When we practice to deceive I know you well.”
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“Bear the cross Wear the crown There’s just some evil you can’t bleed out.”
I would do
anything
for you.
Dear muns who play the same muse as me,
You’re very cool (and you have good taste in muses), and if you want to, we should totally be friends. None of this silly jealousy stuff, come love me. Add me on skype, talk headcanons with me, do crack with me. There’s no reason not to be pals, you’re awesome.
Love Always, me.
do not touch me without my consent
do not touch me without my consent
do not touch me without my consent
do not touch me without my consent
do not touch me without my consent
do not touch me without my consent
do not touch me without my consent
“Promise me you won’t die. I can’t bear the thought of living without you.”
If living means bowing down to the likes of you, I’d rather die on my [ feet ] with my ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜɪɢʜ.
{♤};;— “Because it’s healthy.” She chuckles, and leans over, lowering her voice so that the children wouldn’t hear, “It’ll inspire the children to grow up healthy like their papa. Besides, it’s not only vegetables that I’ll be serving. It was just the first thing that finished cooking.”
He chuckles lightly, fully aware of the younger beings' eyes narrowing at them for not including them in their conversation. "I see. Then I suppose I will humor you by eating the vegetables---For the children's sake of course," he teases before turning to face those who truly did not want to hear his next sentence. "Listen to your mother and eat the vegetables. It is not that difficult of a request."
“I’ve never heard that one before.”
He wasn’t surprised for it was a name dubbed upon him by his former master. His past name mattered little now, it was not like he had the memories of that time anyway. In fact it was more so a bitter reminder of what it was he was desperately trying to run away from—-To erase from his existence. Little wolf, more likely was it that he was living with a wolf at his back constantly tracking him down to return him to where it was deemed he was supposed to live.
"Hn. Your’s is one I have not heard before—-At least never used as a name." As a magic, yes. As part of the weather, yes. But never as a name. It was a curious thing, he had heard many of names during his travels and yet her’s was not one he could recall.
“Still it is interesting to say the least,” a nonchalant shrug follows after. Who was he to judge a name?
