3l¡z∆b3th XD

The rift to Elizabeth’s void seemingly has opened, nervously sneaking through, Crow approached the area with confusion, receiving a note a couple days prior for a “proper chat”.

“Uhh…Elizabeth? You said you wanted to talk to me about something?…”

The hybrid approached, no weapon or anything in hand, except herself, as the note said to “carry light”. She approached a small gray pad…unbeknownst to the horrors the creature was about to experience…

Elizabeth floated down in front of Crow, feet up and head facing the ground.

“Crow! Finally! Took you long enough.”

She brushed off her gloves slightly, still upside-down, some gold specks of glitter raining onto the floor.

“Indeed I did want to talk!”

She looked Crow up and down for a moment.

Crow looked slightly nervous, clearing her throat.

“Erm, about what exactly?…”

She chuckled a little to herself.

“Why don’t you take a little guess?”

Metal bars rose tall from the edges of the gray pad. There was no roof, almost as if the cage itself was challenging the avian.

Crow flinched, attempting to fly as fast as possible to get out, shes not being put in a situation like this.

Not again.

She rolled all of her eyes.

“Oh, settle down. It’s not like you’re fully caged in.”

She just didn’t care, she just attempted to get out, concerned.

She turned right-side up and rested her head on her hand as if there were an invisible table floating.

“Any day now.”

The rift to Elizabeth’s void seemingly has opened, nervously sneaking through, Crow approached the area with confusion, receiving a note a couple days prior for a “proper chat”.

“Uhh…Elizabeth? You said you wanted to talk to me about something?…”

The hybrid approached, no weapon or anything in hand, except herself, as the note said to “carry light”. She approached a small gray pad…unbeknownst to the horrors the creature was about to experience…

Elizabeth floated down in front of Crow, feet up and head facing the ground.

“Crow! Finally! Took you long enough.”

She brushed off her gloves slightly, still upside-down, some gold specks of glitter raining onto the floor.

“Indeed I did want to talk!”

She looked Crow up and down for a moment.

Crow looked slightly nervous, clearing her throat.

“Erm, about what exactly?…”

She chuckled a little to herself.

“Why don’t you take a little guess?”

Metal bars rose tall from the edges of the gray pad. There was no roof, almost as if the cage itself was challenging the avian.

Crow flinched, attempting to fly as fast as possible to get out, shes not being put in a situation like this.

Not again.

She rolled all of her eyes.

“Oh, settle down. It’s not like you’re fully caged in.”

#3l¡z∆b3th answering #3l¡z∆b3th speaking #4/11 #AUGH im tired and cranky and i have homework and NO TIME TO DO IT #Wow I watched tumblr eat the quality in real time. Okay #<- I JUST FOUND THESE TAGS FROM MY DRAFT SORRY ALSO I DONT KNOW THE CONTEXT OF THE LAST ONE I THINK IT WAS FROM WHEN I WAS DOING GACHA PICS #Sorry wait I can take anything seriously right now at rehearsal someone just yelled their line at the top of their lungs #BENJAMIN BARKERRRRRRRRRRRRR

There is a note and small gift box left at the altar. No one left it there, or at least nobody noticed anyone come by to drop it off. The box is neat and small with a checkerboard-patterned ribbon holding it closed. The note is an amalgamation of disorganized folds and creases like a monkey had tried origami and had a seizure halfway through.

It reads, simply:

"Taken from the rubble of a place that didn't survive. The End that never began. Figured I'd give I'd give it back while I was in the area. I'd say 'see you soon' but I have NOOOOO clue if I will or not. Perks of being contained by the government permanently in hopes that everyone forgets about my actions, amirite??? Have fun, don't die, don't look too long at rabbits in the woods (they don't have anything good to say), and remember that it can always get worse!!!!!!!! ok bye loser (imagine getting older. couldn't be me.) -You Know Who"

The handwriting started off very loopy and cursive, but the curves proceed to get sharper and disconnected as it went on, the ink growing darker with dents in the paper like there was unusual pressure applied when writing with the pen. There are crumbs of granite dust left within the creases of the light pink paper.

Inside the small box is a little piece of the wallpaper from a church you've never been to before, but you've only Seen. The pattern includes swirls of vines and greenery. Etched into the wallpaper is that eye symbol of yours. The wallpaper is extremely burnt, but it's almost crystalized into a rough yet shiny plastic thing. You could keep it as a trinket or even string it onto jewelry or destroy it. Whatever the case, it's yours. It always has been.

Even if it doesn't work anymore, even if it brings up memories that should be forgotten, it survived. It did its job faithfully. You can safely assume that nothing else remains. Except maybe the man who brought the gift here. It shouldn't even be classified as a gift it's literally the worst gift ever it's a hunk of melted burnt 1970s vinyl wallpaper with an eye on it and it smells just as you would expect.

The box melts away in your hands after you take the Thing out, making a little puddle of goop at your feet. Now you have a mess to clean up!! Yippie!!!

(SHIT SORRY)

”ANORD!!!!!!!!!”

Elizabeth was thrilled to see a message from her friend after so long. She squealed like a teenage girl.

She didn’t bother cleaning up the goop from the floor around her feet while finding a frame for the wallpaper.

(I almost colored this green)

The rift to Elizabeth’s void seemingly has opened, nervously sneaking through, Crow approached the area with confusion, receiving a note a couple days prior for a “proper chat”.

“Uhh…Elizabeth? You said you wanted to talk to me about something?…”

The hybrid approached, no weapon or anything in hand, except herself, as the note said to “carry light”. She approached a small gray pad…unbeknownst to the horrors the creature was about to experience…

Elizabeth floated down in front of Crow, feet up and head facing the ground.

“Crow! Finally! Took you long enough.”

She brushed off her gloves slightly, still upside-down, some gold specks of glitter raining onto the floor.

“Indeed I did want to talk!”

She looked Crow up and down for a moment.

Crow looked slightly nervous, clearing her throat.

“Erm, about what exactly?…”

She chuckled a little to herself.

“Why don’t you take a little guess?”

Metal bars rose tall from the edges of the gray pad. There was no roof, almost as if the cage itself was challenging the avian.

The rift to Elizabeth’s void seemingly has opened, nervously sneaking through, Crow approached the area with confusion, receiving a note a couple days prior for a “proper chat”.

“Uhh…Elizabeth? You said you wanted to talk to me about something?…”

The hybrid approached, no weapon or anything in hand, except herself, as the note said to “carry light”. She approached a small gray pad…unbeknownst to the horrors the creature was about to experience…

Elizabeth floated down in front of Crow, feet up and head facing the ground.

“Crow! Finally! Took you long enough.”

She brushed off her gloves slightly, still upside-down, some gold specks of glitter raining onto the floor.

“Indeed I did want to talk!”

She looked Crow up and down for a moment.

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!!! YOU HAVE A INCOMING PHONE CALL...

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With a crackle and a spark, the line connects and you are suddenly barraged with a sing-songy voice, lined with the sort of glee that can only come from something horrible happening to someone else. The other voice, doesn't sound half as enthusiastic.

You know what time it is.

Oh my god. No- you go do it, I can't-

-_- Girl get over yourself, just say it.

...Okay.

Hi Elizabeth.

Happy Birthday! :D

Have art.

Okay goodbye.

As you make way to hang up, in the faint distance of the other side, you can hear the two voices arguing, or rather one of them anyway.

NAHHH- what was THAT!?!??!? HHAHAHAHAHAH

SHUT UP AT LEAST I DID IT.

Yeah, really badly- pffffftftftft-

The line disconnects.

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“Oh shit I love that song!!”

She was very entertained by the phone call, and very much appreciated the art.

A letter, winged with those of demonic, painted red and black with golden sticker stars barrels itself towards Elizabeth's current location. It is attached with a small package. It is written via typewriter, and is as follows:

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To Elizabeth,

Happy Birthday.

...Have a good day.

Isabelle.

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Inside the wrapped box (with a very poorly tied red ribbon, it's not even as thought the package was wrapped badly on purpose, this person can't tie ribbons apparently), is a single candle. Gingerbread scented...? It's not even Christmas. Inside the usual Happy Birthday card, written in chickenpox handwriting are the words: "For your dying marriage.".

...at least it looks cute and brand new...? ...Is it even brand new.

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“…thanks.”

She scoffed at the note and effort, but did chuckle a little.

Happy birthday LOSER.

Turn off anonymous LOSER.

This was supposed to be submitted at 8:00 AM but i was having an insane dream. happy birthday

(And to pixie, i’ll be posting this on my blog once this is answered with some other versions and details! Thanks for having patience friend. Also i mightve hyped this drawing up to much but this shit took eleven hours and i think it shows)

This is hung up on her fridge now.

(GUYS. LOOK AT THE DETAILS. THE CARDS)

#3l¡z∆b3th answering #3l¡z∆b3th speaking #4/11 #I saw the jacket #It is sick

There were a few gifts grouped together that probably stood out from all the others. Completely black gift boxes with faint baroque patterns wrapped in midnight colored ribbon. They were all stacked on top of each other depending on their size. On top of the final box was a sealed note. Right next to them was a large bouquet consisting of all the flowers S had given to Elizabeth in the past few months, all completely in perfect shape.

Focusing back onto the gifts, each box includes the following items:

A high quality, red fur jacket.

Various unique and fashionable accessories, like an Eyeball necklace and gold jewelry.

A jar of eyeballs to snack on.

Then, all there was left was the note inside an envelope, sealed off with a blue wax stamp. Upon opening revealed the following message:

——————————————————— Dearest Liz , —————————

Happy Birthday .

Today is a very special day , and it deserves to be celebrated (according to you) . So , through this letter , allow me to express my gratitude for your presence in my life .

Friendship . I had made it clear to myself that I would be against anything of the sorts . That is until you tried forcing the bond onto me . Naturally , I outright rejected you at first . But gradually , I started coming to terms that it wasn't as bad as I thought . Friendship is truly valuable . Loyalty , shared joy , and unconditional support is what it's shown me , all because of you . And for that , I thank you .

Romantic love was a feeling I thought I'd never feel . I used to be so appalled by it . I was taught that it was a weakness . Which is why I was admittedly frightened by it when you caused me to feel it . I ran away & hid . And after ? Well , I'm sure you can recall it quite well . But at the end , choosing to embrace it has offered me a new perspective on things . And for that , I thank you .

You never gave up on me . Even through the most harrowing situations , your resilience (and stubbornness) showed . You truly do care . And words cannot describe how happy I feel because of that . And for that , I thank you .

I might as well be thanking you for everything , but let's not go that far .

Anyway , enough with the sentimental writing . It's highly likely I'm never going to repeat it again . So cherish it .

I'll be there with you in a little bit .

Love ,

S.N. ———————————————————

She’ll never say more than a thank you about the letter, but she’s already memorized every word.

And as for the items?

“HOLY SHIT THANK YOU! AND THAT JACKET IS SICK”

Elizabeth receives from Rose for her birthday, some eyes, a can of oil, some flowers(you choose cause idk, there's at least one rose), a mocking bird looking toy, a random teddy bear? A real frog that feels slimy, and a teacup

She kicks the flowers away, stomping on the rose, but gladly picks up the rest of the gifts. She’s MORE than happy with the rest.

Mamam

🥹🎁💐

“BLOSSOM!!”

A poorly-folded piece of paper and a single red flower appears right infront of Elizabeth, presumably as a birthday gift. She picks up the paper and flower, inspecting them slightly.

It's a drawing of Bex and Elizabeth. She flips it over to the other side, and reads the note on it. The handwriting is noticeably bad, but whatever.

"Happy Birthday Elizabeth!! :D We haven't really met before but I wanted to give you a little birthday gift anyways! (also creator Teal told me to...) I hope you like the drawing and the flower :)"

(yes this is how im introducing my new oc shhh)

(SUPER COOL OC >:D ALSO I LOVE THE ART)

“D’awh, you folded this horribly! :) Jkjk I’m nice now THANK YOU!”

HEEEEEYYYYYYYYYY ELIZAGOAT ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY 🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁 DID YOU THROW YOURSELF A PARTY?!??? WITH CHARDONNAY AND OXY ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Okay i will sybau here's a glmv cause if you like weird things you BETTER like weird kid media. If that's the right word otherwise i might just look STUPID!!!!!!

REALLY HAPPY DEVILS DONT FLY GLMV YURI YURI YURI YURI <- hopefully that works....

WITH no Noli mentions (unfortunately) SO ITS FIT TO YOUR LIKING. SORTA.

“that was the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in ALL of my existence. And yes I did throw myself a mini-party!! I didn’t throw a full one for… several reasons.”

Pochita gives you a peace offering for this month "🫪🫪🫪🫪" - pochita

(I LOVE THIS)

I think she wants it. BADLY.