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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@fxend
trapped | witchbornofthesea
Boredom. That was really the only navigable emotion to her right now as she lay in the circle, making little puffs of smoke into the air. She shifted on the barren soil, horns scratching the ground below her as she stretched her back out. She was midstretch when--
A noise, what could that be?
"Show yourself, stranger!" She yelled into the abandoned manor, voice echoing off the walls. Company was rare; the last time she had company was-- uh, she couldn't even remember. "Aye, you'd better have enough matter locked in that head of yours to know that hiding is pointless."
Curiosity. ❝……..❞
Confusion. "What're you looking at, person?"
you were my S U N my M O O N & S T A R S but the moment i looked at you, i started to shake my head and laugh. how foolish am i, to not realize that all this time, you were my U N I V E R S E.
—— ❝y’could ask someone else, but i didn’t see yer bracelet.❞ ❝— how does it look like?❞
"I'll be sure to ask around. It's a chain, looks like it's connected with little silver olives. ... Rather putrid thing but it was a gift, you see."
—— ❝no i haven’t seen it— whatever yer lookin’ for.❞
"Oh, what a shame. That bracelet is.. special. A lot of memories, y'know what I mean?"
Reimu scoffed, waving a slender hand at the accusation. “As if.” Fiends were hardly frightening in comparison to everything she had already faced. “You can try, but I can’t guarantee success on your end.” Really, couldn’t this fiend cut to the cha—-
"You can’t mean—" Not getting flustered at such a suggestion was out of the question for her. Just thinking of that was enough to make her heart pump against its cavity. “—-absolutely not!” Having ‘fun’ with hellspawn was hardly her idea of a good time. She pointed the purification rod at the fiend, accusatory with the gesture. “I’m here to purge beings like you, not bed you!”
Bed? Oh, oh how hilarious!
"How great, what a jest!" She exclaimed, laughing grandly at the girl. Her yellow eyes glanced over the rod, feeling an odd presence with it. The fiend ignored it, wiping away a figurative tear as her lips upturned at the girl. "Does the word fun mean something different in this time?" She asked laughably. "Or was it the word gay? I have been gone a long time, person, you must excuse my confusion!"
After her laughing fit died down, the fiend grinned maliciously at her. "Oh, a human with humor, how grand," she spoke appreciatively. "It's good to know not everyone has gone soft, aye?"
{×}—Typical, but not towards his disdain. It wasn’t unusual for one to confront him on matters concerning his mask; nor was it unusual to be unworthy of trust for his appearance. But would Kagetane crucify for such commonplace reaction? Hardly. Even if some things remain common, there is always that one unique variable that interests him so. Turning his gaze towards the woman, he utters a faint laugh, clearly amused with her discomfort.
“Oh? So, my accessory unsettles, does it? I can’t say that’s an uncommon thing to be told.”
"I guess we all have quirks," she mused, ears perking at the nonchalant reply. Though still unsettling, the fiend could hardly judge based on appearances. Mask or no mask, humans still disgusted her. She hated humans, hate hate hate. That made them all the more fun to cross.
"Horns don't really help myself, either," she commented, flicking her horn with a slender finger. "I just don't want to file 'em down anymore, y'know? So, what's your deal, hm? What're you wearing that mask for?"
The miko kept her distance, ever wary of anything unknown with horns protruding from their head. Even when the horned lady beckoned her over, she made sure that there were at least three meters worth of space between them —- the last thing she needed was this thing tearing off her head.
"This is as close as I’m getting," she stated, sandal tapping against the floorboards.
"Wary 'cause I'm a fiend, ain't ya?" She challenged, a haughty laugh emanating from her throat. Long fingers tapped her leg in rhythm, a sly grin on her face. One could not pass up a little fun, could they? "Wary for I might eat your soul, are you? Devils and fiends, we're all alike, ain't we?" She knitted her eyebrows, optics narrowing as she looked the girl over.
"I ain't gonna eat you, person. I only want a gay time, you follow?" She laughed again, waving her hand merrily. "A happy gay time, yes! No harm in that, aye?"
kxgetane found you
"What's with tha' mask?" The fiend asks with a light spit, teal locks of hair falling in front of her face. Her ears fall back in suspicion. Growing up on a moor, one learns not the trust those with things to hide; those who so plainly have an idiosyncrasy that leaves themselves shut off to the world. Then again, she's one to talk about being shut out to the world. "It's givin' me the creeps, y'know?"
shardslostintime is here
The fiend glanced back, head twisting to see the silhouette of a stranger. Her ears twitched in interest as she stood quickly, horns scraping lightly against the low ceiling of the building. She winced softly at the scrape, but recovered in time to wave down the stranger. "Oi, c'mere person!"
myriadofmuses shslmichishige shslvolleyballer fxend modxling thebleachedstrawberry
{ ಌ } — Gia sighed. More people. She hoped this popularity wouldn’t become a thing. She had books to catch up on. Looks like it was time for some more tarot cards.
Tugging her sleeves on her jacket back, Gia waved her hands and a stack of major arcana tarot cards appeared in her hands. The illusionist spread the cards out, face up, and showed them to the new guests.
“Pick one if you want a show.”
(Link to the Tarot Cards)
The fiend sighed at the girl, unsure what the cards were supposed to mean. What could one do with cards, anyhow? What did it matter what card she chose? However, curiosity was a damning trait of her's, so the fiend ran her eyes over the cards, deciphering the tarots before her.
"... This one." She lifted the Devil card, ears twitching at the irony. The fiend grinned, an audible laugh emitting from her mouth as she examined the card with yellow eyes.
eligitur is here
Hmm? The fiend perked her ears, head tilting to look over her shoulder. The area was strange, and she could use any help she could get. "Aye, person!" She called to the stranger, noting the strange contraption that seemed to hang around his neck. "Come here, would ya?"
[/TAKES YOUR HAND/ FRIEND. FRIEND I LOVE JUNIPERS KNOT.]
FRIEND COME OFF ANON AND LET ME LOVE YOU.
fool-at-heart found you.
Her ears perked up at the sound of footsteps, a light slap of her hands on her skirt proving efficient in removing the dust from the fabric. She tilted her head, hands clasped behind her back as she leaned towards the noise with curiosity.
"Hey, you," she called to the stranger. "What're you doin' here?"
What're you pissing your trousers for?
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