MáNatura

──I'm not good. I'm not nice. I'm just right.

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' 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧, ' 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞.

── #grdnglow Independent, Private, Selective Original Muse for TWISTED WONDERLAND. Contains original lore / dorm twisted from Tan.gled and all related media. Please read all rules && important pages before interacting. Moderate Activity. 21+. Spoilers are present on this blog. Blog uses BETA EDITOR.

❁ Grown by Clefga / they/she / The Witch

To lose everything in an act of extreme compassion; a study in not having the past define one's future, flourishing in adversity, and the pursuit of youth and vanity. && Embracing the villainous role. && Shifting paths and finding an amalgamation between passions as a new path to pursue.

── 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐑 ❁ 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐌 ❁ 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆

Rules Below.

── GARDEN TOUR / GUIDELINES *rules will be updated as needed.

DISCLAIMER: Seeing as Tw.isted Wond.erland is a game that revolves around characters based on villains, this blog may include some heavy subjects. May include, but is not limited to: blood, gore, trauma, manipulation, gaslighting, villains doing villainous things unashamedly and unabashedly. I tag most content as ' ___ cw'. Consider this blog not safe for cinnamon rolls.

“I’m sorry, but I’m at a loss on how to write a villain that doesn’t do villainous things.” - Lemony Snicket

❁ As stated above, this is a indie, private & selective blog. My activity is low as I prioritize my irl obligations and roleplay as a hobby. Have patience with me and I will return the favor in kind. I wish to keep this blog primarily Tw.isted Wond.erland focused, but I will do crossovers if asked. I really love xovers actually.

❁ This blog is 21+ and I will not be interacting with anyone under the age of 21. If age range is not listed somewhere on a blog, I will not follow or follow back. If you lie about your age I will out you and block you. It's a stupid thing to do so don't go down that route.

❁ I do not follow for follow. I will not entertain that. If we're mutuals, we are going to interact! Whether that be via memes, IMs, threads, ooc etc, it will happen! If I follow / follow back, I have every intention of writing with you! I won't follow if a blog does not trim their posts, doesn't have a tagging system, brings too much clutter to the dash etc. Reciprocate my efforts to interact and I will show you a world of fun! I try to at least.

I unfollow/softblock for the following reasons: blogs have gone inactive without notice, blogs haven't shown any interest/initiated interaction, blogs that have engaged in drama too many times, others using my blog as a resource/directory in any way shape or form, being used to get to certain individuals only to be promptly dropped afterwards and/or have been made extremely uncomfortable for any reason. Broken rules or rules that aren't respected.

❁ My roleplay style varies from one-liners to multi-para. I tend to get a bit wordy in my responses, but I try to keep it concise. My writing partners are not expected to match. As long as we both put in effort to keep the thread going that's enough.

I use small font, icons and format to a small degree. I do not expect this from others.

❁ DRAMA IS A NO GO. I'm not interested. Keep it away far from me. Zero Tolerance Policy. No vagueblogging, no dickery, no policing, no drama-mongering, NO HATE OF ANY KIND.

An exception is if I'm interacting with someone truly dangerous or concerning. I don't mind a heads up. Privately. It's impossible to keep up with things sometimes. However, at the end of the day the choice is ultimately mine. I don't keep up with people's beefs with one another. So most of the time, I don't know about what's going on. Nor do I care. I'm not interested in petty drama.

I typically mind my own business and if someone is writing something I don't like, I don't read it. Softblocking and Block buttons are available. It is your responsibility to tailor your dashboard to your needs, not mine.

❁ In regards to shipping. It requires chemistry between muses and muns. The more comfortable I am speaking to the mun, the easier is it is for the ship. However, I will be selective with ships. I prefer to ship muses for the long term. I have little interest in shipping with people who have a habit of dropping things when something new and shiny comes along. I want things to develop, be talked about, and I want to have fun!

I understand that muse and motivation can be fickle, but that's what communication is for. Communication is greatly valued here.

If you think a ship could work between muses, let me know! However, I still reserve the right to decline.

❁ DO NOT steal, replicate or plagiarize my art, headcanons, lore, concepts, original characters and original writings unique to this blog or any aspects of them. My content is unique to me and my own tastes and can be spotted quite easily. Certain claims of 'inspiration' and 'imitation' isn't flattery, it's DISRESPECT. If I spot one too many 'similarities' I will out you and block you.

I have been plagiarized from before and I will not stand to go through that again. There is no excuse I will accept.

❁ There will be art & graphics that are drawn and made by me. Likewise there may be art and graphics I've commissioned or made by friends that will be credited accordingly.

❁ Anyway hi! I'm Clef. I've been writing and loving this OC since about 2007 or so. My Twisted Wonderland verse grew too vast and detailed so I have made it its own blog. I am well above the a.ge of 21.

As a friendly note, I have quite a few irl obligations and thus will not always be available to roleplay. I treat roleplay here as a hobby. I will not be unhealthily pushing myself to write when I simply don't have the energy for it. I ask for a little bit of patience in this regard.

I, for one, am a bit of an awkward person. If I seem quiet or occupied it is not a reflection of the person I am speaking with. Sometimes people come at me with high energy and I simply don't know what to do or how to respond! It can be difficult for me to match energy sometimes but I still enjoy the company and conversation. Other times I can yap. I'm on the spectrum, so... it happens. Please be patient with me as I'm just a tired little lo-fi witch who's trying to spread good energy in my own, genuine, peaceful way! I look forward to chatting with you! (^v^)

This blog takes inspiration from (and is not limited to):

Tangled Tangled the Series / Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure What Once Was Mine - Liz Brasswell Into the Woods (Musical) Rapunzel - Grimm Brothers Circe - Madeline Miller (and other texts describing Circe) Fantasia / Fantasia 2000 Make Mine Music Melody Time

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Starter : @drolliic / Ruggie Bucchi

  ･❪ ❁ ❫･ " Wipe that smirk off your face! " Whatever he's up to, she didn't like it. What's more, is that he's in the MaNatura orchards looking as if he's up to something. One wrong move and this mischievous weed was going to find himself extremely lethargic the next day. If he had any sense of self-preservation, then he likely heard the rumors about the garden and what happens to those who take from it without asking.

  Honestly... all it takes is one question and even that seemed to be too much for some.

  " State your business. Unless you're here to assist in the upkeep of this place then I suggest you keep your visit short. "

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Starter : @drolliic / Riddle Rosehearts

  ･❪ ❁ ❫･ " I understand being meticulous, truly, but don't you think you're going just a bit overboard? " While the assignment required an assigned partner, the worst part about it was having Rosehearts as a partner and all the perfectionism that came with him.

  " The report is fine. " She states, her tone stern. " We've met all the requirements listed on the rubric and hit every criteria. What more could there possibly be to do? " Gemiya was not one to let her grades slip and while she, too, could be a stickler for having things done properly- as a dorm leader, she had other tasks to attend to. Tasks that did not include fretting over every little detail on a report that should have been done by now.

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Consider this an inbox call. Like/comment and I'll send Gemiya into your inbox via meme or whatever I come up with.

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@grdnglow / @starsines said:

"I've been seeing these things around lately. They seem to be trending and I thought you might perhaps want to observe it." Gemiya holds out a stuffed reversible octopus plush. On one side, it's lavender and wears a smirk- quite pleased with itself. When flipped inside out, it's silver and a little grumpy. Regardless of which emotion it wears though, it's still adorable.

"Though if you don't like it, I suppose I could see if Floyd wants it instead."

Tipping his head to the side, Azul stares at the reversible plush thoughtfully for a moment before accepting it. The material is soft under his fingers, and the stitches are firm and neat. He carefully goes through the motion of testing out the reversibility of it before settling on the silvery grumpy-looking side, holding it up to get a better look at its face.

"It's rather well-made, all in all. I was wondering why there was a sudden eruption of sealife-themed merchandise at Sam's store earlier today." Turning the plush around in his hands, Azul gently moves a couple of its tentacles with his fingers, amused by how they can almost shift and hold position. Almost.

"It's rather precious. Thank you, Gemiya. Although you know my rule - I don't like accepting one-sided gifts without giving something in return. So, how about I treat you to an early dinner in exchange? Or," he smiles, "would you prefer a plush for yourself?"

[ramshacklestar]

“If anyone here is going to outlive anyone else I would say you guys have more chances of outliving me at this juncture.” She chuckled softly, the idea of death admittedly not being one Yuu had anticipated but as the days went on and the blots grew worse with each dorm her odds of survival being magicless, seemed to dwindle by the day. There was also that strange beast with similarities to her companion that had haunted her to consider as well, Yuu occasionally finding herself wondering if she’s seeing the proprietor of her one day demise. 

“Please don’t get me wrong though, it's not like I’m purposely trying to get involved in dangerous situations that could threaten my very life; it just seems as though I’m always in the wrong place at the wrong time.” Granted at least one of those blots Yuu had a major part in and she still hadn’t forgiven herself for it, but it seemed as though he’d pretty much gotten over it. 

“A scratch to my neck, a tearing of claws across my shoulders, broken ribs, lacerations to my back…that’s just a few things but definitely more memorable than the wounds I had accidentally inflicted back home. Ah I do hope you don’t think me complaining though sign’s of not making the same mistake again sometimes take weird form after all right?” It had seemed the same was true for the princess and the woman regarded as a witch that they were just talking about too. “I do have to admit though, if it wasn’t so blatantly rude to do so I would like to ask exactly how old Lilia and Malleus are. And maybe even how old Azul, Jade or Floyd’s family might be.” Another chuckle. “Perhaps they’re even older than they claim to be too? I will say though even when it comes to the fae it doesn’t seem as though anyone is completely immortal. I could be entirely wrong about that too though, it’s quite hard understanding magic when you don’t have any yourself.”

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"Yuu..." A note of concern trails in her voice, before shaking her head growing stern again. "You have as much chance living as long as the others. Maybe not fae, but seeing as you're in this world now. Who's to say?" After all, living creatures have a tendency to adapt and develop new skills when put under pressure. Something she fully believed Yuu could achieve when it comes down to it.

"Are you sure you're always at the wrong place at the wrong time? If it's happened that many times then that notion should go out the window." No... At that point it would have something to do with fate. Maybe she could look into it. The earth itself knew more than most after all. Perhaps it's time to make a visit to the woods again and Gemiya makes sure to make a mental note of this conversation. For now, Gemiya refuses to touch the subject any further.

"You could ask. Though I don't think asking a simple question like that would be rude. They'll either refuse to answer or dance around the question and you take it from there. Very few beings are immortal. Some just have longer life spans than others."

"Now. Don't you have schoolwork you ought to be finishing? If I remember correctly, there's a lab report waiting to be written for Alchemy."

[grdnglow]

Le Chéile i bhForaois Sholas na Gealaí,

[grdnglow]

I was introduced to Tiny Glade and I realized I could actually draw out quite a bit with it. So I thought, perhaps, I could visualize the Manatura dorm.

I'm not done yet, but I think it looks pretty cool so far.

[mostrohost]

A gift for @grdnglow based on disco chats. Do not reblog unless you're tagged in the post.

"Well I can say that you're hardly as slimy as you tried to make me believe." Gemiya remarked, smirking when one of Azul's tentacles slowly wound up her leg. A few of his suckers latched on to her skin, gently applying pressure for a moment before releasing her one after the other in a series of teasing kisses. Another eased around her side, making her shiver at the contrast between their body temperatures as it lightly stroked a path over her belly.

Despite the cold, it was hardly unpleasant. Although slick, Azul's skin was soft, and the underside of his tentacles was just slightly squishy beneath her hand when she managed to catch one and hold it. The slimmer end immediately wound around her palm and between her fingers, squeezing the whole of her hand in a gesture that was perhaps intended to be comforting.

"I thought it would be fair to warn you just in case." Azul mused, watching her through half-lidded eyes as more of his limbs began to reach out and explore - with the exception of one. It reached behind him instead, plucking up a pillow from the other side of the bed and guiding it under her head after he slid a hand underneath it, careful not to nick her with the sharp black claws his nails had become. "Although you can't blame me for being cautious. It's not as though anyone has described the texture of a cecaelia's skin as pleasant."

That earned him a laugh, bright and sharp and full of teasing. Gemiya squeezed the tentacle she was holding back, catching his eye and smirking at him as she slowly brought it up to her mouth. The flat thin line of his pupils widened minutely as he watched, and a faint shudder went through him when she lightly pressed the ridges of her blunt teeth to his skin and bore down. It barely stung, but a little hint of purple crept into his gray cheeks at the sensation.

"…you'll want to be careful about doing that." He cautioned, feeling a little skip in the pulse of his three hearts as she nipped at his limb again. "I'd rather you not get sick."

"Worrywort." She chided lightly, a mischievous twinkle in the depths of her eyes. "We both prepared for this, so why not enjoy it?"

Azul's eyes narrowed, pale lashes sweeping low before he slowly leaned forward, catching her mouth in a firm kiss as the bed creaked faintly under their combined weight. The limb that had been idly caressing her stomach turned upward, joined by another and they both curled around her breasts in tandem before softly squeezing. His suckers clung gently to her skin, letting go and finding their grip again in a kneading motion that left no part of her unattended, smaller suckers near the ends of his limbs slowly rolling her nipples in their leisurely grip as she let out a throaty sound into the kiss, pushing back into deliberate teasing with relish.

"Better." She remarked when he drew back, drawing in a shaky breath as his limbs continued their kneading. With a little wiggle she was able to free up her other arm and wrap it around his shoulders, burying her hand in his thick, slightly damp hair. "Could use another one of those, though."

"Greedy." Azul hummed, the hand he'd eased under her head now brushing back her hair before it could get into her face, claws gently scraping her scalp as he leaned back in to kiss her again. His other hand stroked along her side, following the curve of her hip before trailing back up again and lightly raking the tips of his claws along her skin to tease her with gooseflesh.

Her lips parted and she swiped her tongue along the seam of his mouth, and he opened it just wide enough to catch her tongue between his teeth. The surprised noise she made was delicious, but when he lightly sucked on her tongue it bordered on delightful. Letting go, he flashed her a smile, the hand on her side trailing down until it came to a stop just over her sex.

Gemiya made a face, tongue safely back in her mouth as she shuddered when the tentacles teasing her breasts lightly squeezed again. "Rude."

"You offered it for me to bite." Azul shot back mildly, tapping the warm dampness between her legs once, then twice with a finger. Just to make her twitch, it seemed.

"I'll pay you back for that, I hope you know." She warned, her tone dropping low as she tugged lightly on the waves of his hair.

Azul smiled, showing off the sharp ends of his teeth as the faint glow of his eyes brightened at the promise. "I look forward to it. Though I hate to disappoint you, but I don't have a tongue for you to exploit when I'm in this form."

Her brows rose and her expression shifted, turning contemplative before she gasped - the finger that had been teasing her folds gently slipping between them to stroke back and forth a little bit before finding her clit and drawing slow, teasing circles over it.

"Oh." The word seemed to slip away without her permission, warm color creeping into her cheeks as her hips twitched upwards. "That's - that's good to know. I'll have… have to remember it."

"If it hurts, tell me." Azul reminded her softly, the pad of his thumb tracing along one of her brows in an almost soothing gesture.

A now familiar coolness slowly wound around her other leg: stopping only at her thigh, and together with the first that had planted trailing kisses on her skin held her open for further teasing. She tried moving her legs partly out of curiosity, testing his grip and the range of motion she could still have, and to her surprise his limbs adjusted with her; keeping her comfortably supported but nonetheless exposed. When she tried to close her thighs around his hand, one of the limbs teasing her breasts pinched her nipple a little harder in reproach, the tentacles around her legs eased them apart again.

"…cheater." She remarked, a groan building up in her throat.

"Perhaps." Azul huffed softly, gills flaring out for a second before they drew in another deep breath. A second finger joined the first, gently trapping her clit and rolling it between them until she let herself moan. "But you did ask for it, so it can hardly be called cheating in that case."

Her fingers curled tighter in his hair, drawing a faint hiss of pleasure from him when she tugged again. Sweat glistened on her skin as she tried to rock back into his hand, pressing herself into the grasp of his many limbs in search of further pleasure.

It came in the form of a soft pressure against her sex, another of his limbs slowly rubbing its ridged leaflike head between her folds, adding further sensation to his teasing. Until it slipped lower, circling her entrance gently, teasing her on purpose.

"May I?" He asked, and for the first time his voice was a little unsteady, dropping into a lower tone as the taste and feeling of her spread across his senses.

"Such a gentleman, aren't we?" An edge crept into her answering laugh and she tugged him down for a kiss, biting at his lip and chuckling when he grunted in surprise. "Yes."

He kissed her again, nipping in retaliation as the blunt end of that particular tentacle circled her again before pressing into her slowly. The lack of suckers made it easier, the firm ridges marking its length dragging sweetly when it gently drew back only to push a little further inside a moment later. His fingers continued to circle her clit as she adjusted, and the tentacles teasing her chest loosened their grasp to stroke soothing patterns across her skin when she trembled around him.

A warm rush of pleasure left her shaking a little when the feeling of fullness became enjoyable, and Azul pressed a line of kisses along her jaw before making his way back to her mouth.

"Too much?" He shaped the words against her lips, kissing her again before she could fully answer.

"No." Shifting her hips, a part of her was grateful that he moved with her so easily as she found what angle was most comfortable. His limbs supported her until she was satisfied, and the gentle curl of his tentacle inside her was a pleasing distraction. "It's fine now. Worth the wait, so far."

"So far." Azul echoed, sounding offended. It faded quickly though, his tone shifting towards teasing once more as his fingers picked up their rhythm around her clit again, making her clench around the limb inside her a little. "I'll remember that. Perhaps once you've gotten used to it, you'd like the other one as well."

"Other -" the rest of her question trailed off when he carefully pulled out of her again, the deliberate curl of ridged flesh creating delicious friction that ruined her concentration right then. When he pressed back inside it was no less distracting, the flared head of his tentacle providing added stimulation.

It built up into a slow, deep rhythm that made her breath catch slightly when she was able to rock her hips back into it. His limbs curled around her chest again, teasing and lightly pinching her breasts once more as pleasure melted away any lingering tension. Azul's mouth marked a path down the other side of her jaw, the sharp edges of his teeth grazing along her pulse, then her shoulder, down to the rise of her breasts as she took her fill. When she clenched around him suddenly he tucked his face into the crook of her neck, murmuring her name as she rode out her orgasm to its heady end.

Her body went slack at last, and a deep sigh rose up from her chest as she let herself be held, head lulling against the pillow. Azul waited, pressing a smug kiss to her thundering pulse before pulling back enough to peer down at her. She raised her brows at him, squeezing the tentacle still wrapped around her hand. "What? I've been waiting for that for a while, Azul. You can't begrudge a lady her satisfaction."

"Oh I'm not, rest assured." He smiled down at her cheekily, drawing his hand back from her hair to curl it under his chin. "I only hope that you don't think we're done yet, is all. There's still the other one that can take care of you as well."

Her eyes narrowed, and Gemiya slipped her hand from his hair to push at his face. "Give me a minute, Azul. Greedy."

"So are you." He shot back with good humor, laughing when she pushed at him again.

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[ Cheers~ ]

Sparkle sparkle. Stolen from : @acollapsar

tagging: @k-alim, @ramshacklestar, @stygia-n, @fireandfae, @sweetlybite, @uspavan, @t-rappola and anyone else who wants to give it a shot :3

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"Gemiya!" Yuu exclaimed happily running up to the other woman and excitedly grabbing her hands in Yuu's own.

"I did it! I passed alchemy class! It's all cause of you and a few others but mostly you! I'm so happy and needed to thank you so much~."

>;3

The sudden touch caught Gemiya by surprise and surprise contact was not something she was fond of. It took a few moments to recover from the reactional tension and to understand what was going on. After that, her lips pull into a small and knowing smirk.

"Good. I expect nothing less from you with all that work we put into it." After all, she is the sole student of Ramshackle and as such she needed to set an example. Now if only Grimm would follow suit.

A well manicured hand reaches up and gently pats Yuu on the head, "Now be sure to keep that up. Don't slack off and do not let up. We'll have you passing all your exams yet."

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EVEN MORE ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF

ASSORTED SENTENCE STARTERS FROM AROUND THE INTERNET, including quotes from Tumblr, Pinterest, TikTok, and X (formerly known as Twitter), for when a muse wants to lighten up the situation at hand.

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.

SPECIFY muse for multimuses.

“   It’s sea shanty time once again my fellow bastards of the ocean! ”

“   Partner, I reckon that I ain’t been feeling very yeehaw lately. ”

“   I don’t study; I consult the lore. ”

“   Yeah, I understand women — they all want daggers and swords. It’s all quite simple, really. ”

“   Lord forgive me but I may have to make a nonessential purchase. ”

“   Those are bold words for someone in stabbing range. ”

“   Yes I’m a gatekeeper and a hater. I’m also God’s most favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. ”

“   My primary motivations are fear, spite, and aesthetic longing. ”

“   Man — if I had a sword, I wouldn’t be worried about shit. ”

“   It’s not blood that runs through these veins but glitter gel pen ink. ”

“   If I was in a Jane Austen novel, I would be the one sent to the seaside for my health. ”

“   Half of me is a hopeless romantic, and the other half of me is … well … an asshole. ”

“   I am the nicest, sweetest, most rage-filled person I know. ”

“   I hope I give off the vibe to all animals that I am their ally and their friend. ”

“   I see you’re paying attention to someone who is not me. Why is that? ”

“   Normalize letting me talk without making any sense. ”

“   Don’t care, didn’t ask, plus my psychic visions have predicted the outcome of this encounter. ”

“   I could be so much worse. For example, I could start acting like my father. ”

“   Sorry for acting so strange and irregular; It will happen again. ”

“   i love sitting in my room.....alone....a girl in her cave....scheming and plotting and drinking tea. ”

“   These man made horrors are beyond YOUR comprehension. I get it though. ”

“   I’m a goth girl on the inside. On the outside? A father figure. ”

“   I don’t need to face reality; I’m not just that type of girl. ”

“   DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A frickle-frackle? ”

“   I’m about to cha cha real smooth off a fucking cliff. ”

“   Sorry I told you about my trauma. Do you still think I’m hot? ”

“   My priorities aren’t straight and neither am I. ”

“   I have felt permanently guilty for no reason since I was like eight years old. ”

“   Of course I have a lot of pent up rage, you fool! I’ve been the same height since I was twelve years old! ”

“   I was born for shock value. ”

“   Good morning! God has let me live another day and I’m about to make it everyone’s problem. ”

“   Oh, I slept miserably because I was tormented by terrible visions all night. I hope none of them were prophetic! ”

“   Be the surreal nonsense that you want to see in the world. ”

“   Being smart has never stopped me from being a complete fucking idiot. ”

“   My hobbies include knowing things and being right. ”

“   This is good advice, but don’t tell me what to do. ”

“   I hate the idea of authority. What the fuck is someone being superior to me? Bitch I’m gonna take your kneecaps. ”

“   Stop forgiving my crimes! I worked so hard on those! ”

“   My hobbies? Uhhhh, symbolism mostly. Metaphors and implications and the like. ”

“   I may not have any braincells, but I make up for it by having many heart cells. ”

“   I can’t mansplain manipulate manwhore my way out of this one guys! ”

“   Not all your life decisions have to be smart. Some can be purely for cinematic value. ”

“   Sometimes I wish I looked more fragile and feminine like a dainty flower, but I do enjoy looking like I hate everyone. ”

“   Any dream can be a prophetic dream if you’re willing to do some really weird shit. ”

“   girl help there is not enough enrichment in my enclosure. ”

“   BRO, you NEED to stop SUMMONING DEMONS in the FRAT HOUSE. ”

“   I just gave your address to some spiders! ”

“   I disappoint my father as a hobby now. ”

“   I think that the dark circles under my eyes add to my aesthetic actually. ”

“   Good news! I’ve successfully replaced all of my emotions with jokes! ”

“   I have half a braincell left and I’m very scared to use it! ”

“   Listen, son — in this world, it’s either yeet or be yeeted. ”

“   I appreciate the advice, but I think that I’m old enough to make my own bad decisions. ”

“   I’m disappointed in me too. Y’all aren’t special. ”

“   Running from your demons is the best exercise! ”

“   Sorry; I can’t commit any crimes with you. My mom says that I have to study. ”

“   Time flies when you don’t know what the fuck is going on. ”

“   If I run out of tacos, I can no longer maintain my human form. ”

“   Bestie, I don’t think that I can girlboss under these conditions. ”

“   Yeah I’ve had combat training; I can do anxiety attacks! ”

“   Swag is earned, not learned. ”

“   Contrary to popular belief, violence solves a lot. ”

“   I CANNOT STAND YOU ALL so I will SIT DOWN. ”

“   Please God no … I don’t need any more character development right now! ”

“   If you can’t beat ‘em, yeet ‘em. ”

“   Do not put me in a situation. I’m at my limit and I am very tired. ”

“   I may be depressed, but at least I’m not basic. ”

“   It’s MY LIFE and I’ll sabotage it myself, thank you. ”

“   Think twice? Bold of you to assume that I think once. ”

“   At the next inconvenience, I will start biting people. ”

“   Oops I think that I just experienced an emotion. ”

“   Did you know that rats spelled backwards is star? ”

“   One day, I’ll be reincarnated as a pigeon, and I’ll shit on your head. ”

“   On the outside, I’m a baddie — but on the inside, I’m a saddie. ”

“   My grandma bullies me through the Ouija board. ”

“   I’m a cool person if you can just look past my personality. ”

“   Beetles don’t have to do taxes, and I think that is a beautiful way to live. ”

“   I hope that you get your character development arc soon. ”

“   Those are some nice kneecaps … It’d be a shame if someone stole them … ”

“   I’ve wanted to be a trophy wife ever since I was a little boy. ”

“   I’m done being baby; I want POWER ”

“   Wait, “Just Standing There Ominously” doesn’t count as socializing? ”

“   Yes I am smart, and yes, I am stupid. It’s called being flexible. ”

“   I am NOT delusional!!!!! I am OPTIMISTIC! ”

“   I deserve compensation for not being the menace to society that i could be, like i'm skipping out on a lot of fun here. ”

“   Do not ask me if you should or shouldn't do something !!! Before I am a friend I am an enabler !!! ”

“   i am the WORLDS PRETTYIST PINK PRINCESS and im gonna KILL YOU WITH MY HUGE FUCKING HAMMER ”

[grdnglow]

This animatic is so TWST!Gemiyacore.

I just imagine Yuu as Odysseus, Gemiya as Circe, Azul as Neptune and the ideas just flow.

I like how Circe sighs as if she knows how Poseidon can be. Thus after Odysseus appeals to Circe's better side, unknowingly escaping her attempt to kill him, she decides to help him out. Poseidon can indeed be a little twat.

I just imagine a scenario where Yuu comes to her asking her to help them out of a contract they made with Azul and while she can't do so directly, she leads Yuu down a path that will help them in that endeavor. Yuu finds a loophole and then she just sits in the background, laughing at Yuu's actions that are within the bounds of the contract but obviously piss Azul off.

[ramshacklestar]

Yuu wished in that moment she could say something, whether it was on behalf of the woman who stole the princess or the royals who stole the flower remained to be seen however as in a sense they were both in the wrong. Human greed overtaking their minds, a trait which Yuu herself occasionally fell into remaining just on the cusp of her lips but never coming out. Was it fear that statue might somehow come to life if she spoke and strike her down? Or was it a fear of ruining the somewhat decent relationship she had with Gemiya? She’d already upset her upperclassman, albeit not intentionally, and falling into the category of potential enemy wasn’t something Yuu wanted with Gemiya or anyone here for that matter. Definitely for the purpose of her own safety as she was at a fairly obvious disadvantage here, but also because friends didn’t do that.

“Doesn’t it seem like it could possibly be a lonely life too though?” Yuu finally spoke up Malleus’ face coming to mind as she did and Lilia’s words of how fae like Malleus can live on for eons. It made her wonder briefly if he’d show his age too, or for that matter how long he’d been around, but the possibility of Malleus or Lilia telling her was slim at best.

“I’m certainly not saying that dying young is any better, but it would be so painful watching all those you care for leave you and basically having to restart every time someone might become suspicious.” Sure that person could just not care but surely the witch to whom they were referring had someone at some point.

[grdnglow]

"Perhaps. I never said it wouldn't be." Most noble deeds involved some sort of sacrifice after all. It all came down to one's resolve if that's the angle she was going to peddle.

"Anything worth doing involves giving up something, unfortunately." Whether it be one's values, finances, time, it was always something; tangible or not. Sometimes it wasn't clear what was given up, but something had to be traded regardless. "In your scenario, it involves letting go of those whose lifespans are shorter." A harsh living, certainly; but for some it was a reality.

"Well. Some already do live that life and I'd say they've learned how to handle it so far. Have they not?" Fae. Some merfolk perhaps. Nymphs and the like. "I think one would manage, since many have already walked and perhaps still walk that path. It's not unusual my dear."

[vibraea]

Someone is feeling a bit stuck.

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[grdnglow]

I'll be working without icons for a little bit. I doubt that'll be much of a bother but I figure I'd say something about it. I hope it's not an issue!

[dshret]

Upon finally visualising the person he initially assumed to be the client, a stronger attempt at remaining professional for his own image. Although the business had been within his family for generations and already had such a strong reputation by the point he took charge, Harold strongly disliked even a slight negative change and refused to accept it as a normal part of business ownership. He had given a nod at first whilst silently following the woman down the corridors up to the room in question; his mind focused upon the details inside the work notebook. It seemed to be yet another case of employees not working effectively.

"Oh, no worries here. As a relative to the client, I will have to ask for any permissions from you in her stead." There were quick footsteps taken as to stand by the worktable, eyes focused on the draft and every little detail it contains. Almost questioning its existence yet knew that no matter what: it had to be made as is with alterations only made with permission if simply impossible with what was at hand. Then the tailor's gaze lifted up to take in all the fabric available, to which his previous trained smile immediately dropped, then towards the window just a moment and finally back towards her.

"I had no idea that a certain spell was required nor flowers beforehand ... whilst I can use magic, it is saved for assisting my work but I shall attempt." Harold put his bag on the table and rummaged through for his notebook and selection of sewing and cutting kits. Out of habit, he'd flicked open his own book and extremely loosely sketched the draft in a rather small scale simply for his own future reference. "I must say though, I do not frequently receive a variety of items to assist the work. It is quite kind of your Aunt to have done so but I did bring my own along." A smile had come back on his face as a few selections of his own fabric had been brought out. Although only partially different shade wise, he still went in-between both in an attempt to determine which was closer to what was desired.

"how accurate would you say the colour has to be when compared to the original notes provided to my employee? A rich colour or not?"

[grdnglow]

ㅤㅤProfessional. As anyone of his profession would be, but the smallest shifts in his expression did not go unnoticed. It almost seemed as if the commission was a sort of inconvenience to him. Though she supposed that was none of her business. After all, she's nothing more than the middleman here. At least until her Aunt came back.

ㅤㅤ"I'm simply passing along what I'm supposed to. She wants the flowers as fresh as possible, hence why I have to fetch them from the garden once you're at that portion of the construction of the dress." For the rest of the time, she's simply there to supervise and fetch him whatever he needs. It's not her ideal way to pass the time, as she'd rather be attending to her other plans, but this is what her Aunt had requested of her and she was in no position to say no.

ㅤㅤ"She's always been the type to try and provide when a job like this needs to be done. I'm not sure why, but she does as she pleases." Honestly, Gemiya didn't really care to know why. If anything, Auntie could provide the basics, but any tradesman worth his salt would have those already anyway. What was the point?

ㅤㅤThoughts float by, one by one, hoping time would pass by a little faster but her attention is called back to the present as a question presents itself.

ㅤㅤ"I'd say as close to accurate as possible. She's quite particular about the color. Hence why she was so specific about it in the notes. If you have to compromise, well... I'm not sure how well that would go. I imagine, not very well. But... from what I can recall, she trusts your judgement."