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Oh and hey like this post if you want to stay moots and are active. I’ll be cleaning up the followers list shortly - it’s been awhile! ✨
Oh and hey like this post if you want to stay moots and are active. I’ll be cleaning up the followers list shortly - it’s been awhile! ✨
I hate this man (I love this man).
@laputian said theyd give me ten dollars if I came back.
...where’s my money 🧍
oop, got the new Pokemon game, gonna be sucked in for like,,, a week--
ill be back by then ; > this also goes for @santacalavera !
Rainer Maria Rilke, Selected Letters, 1902-1922
in this autumn town where the leaves can fall
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“𝓒ongrats to you for figuring out how to maneuver your– house? creature? Whatever you call this– in this kind of weather.” Jack said, leaning to the left as he hovered in the air beside the being. Seeing them do just that was amusing to say the least. Snow was falling at an increasingly fast rate where one could easily go snow blind after a few minutes. How they knew where they were going was a whole other mystery to the spirit.
∘⡊ ️ ˚⊹ " Impressed, are you? ” If the other had a note of sarcasm Howl either gleamed over it or ignored it all together in cheek. It WAS impressive if he could say so himself! The amalgamation of moving parts, of gears, of living shrubbery ( now covered in snow mind you ), and whatever hodgepodge was his magnum opus.
Though its pilot, a rather grumpy, literal, ball of flame was none to happy about traversing in such horrid weather to follow Howl on some folly of his. It needed his shenanigan done and fast so they can leave.
“ Though I’m here on on some personal important business with you I believe. I’ll make this quick or I fear my home will simply be fed up with me and leave on his own accord. ” No ordinary human floats around in a blizzard after all. The wizard would’ve probably been lost to the weather and white out if it wasn’t for his magical talents. “ I’m Pendragon, a traveling wizard with a lot to learn from the spirit of winter himself if you’ll have my company. ”
@movingcastlle // @/eclipsa : you’re the last woman in the world who needs saving, and i know a lot of women.
Was that true, though? Eclipsa had always been the type of person to get back up again when she landed flat on her nose (both literally and metaphorically speaking), and life had seemed to test her resilience over and over again. Quite frankly, she was tired. She held herself together like a broken vase between her hands - if she ever let go, it would fall into a dozen pieces.
"I don't need saving, no," she said slowly, weary shoulders slouching with the heaviness of the admission, "but I would appreciate some help now and again."
∘⡊ ️ ˚⊹ " ... I see. ” To a point, yes, he shares similar sentiments. Maybe it was his carefully hidden stubborn nature or the sad habit of making himself scarce when things get tough that he shared needing a little support from time to time. Doing things oneself was awfully tough especially with a high role on their shoulders.
Howl had briskly set himself free from responsibilities as a wandering magician. Eclipsa .. hm, he doesn’t think she has that option. Curiosity has a question and a possibility roll on his tongue, measuring just how flippant it might come off, and continuing anyways.
“ Perhaps .. I can. ” Eyes trained on Eclipsa looked over his shoulder to the doorway, hands tightening and relaxing. “ Have you ever considered .. running away? ”
SANTACALAVERA – an indie, selective LA MUERTE from THE BOOK OF LIFE with major inspiration from mexican mythos. Very canon divergent and crossover/oc friendly! Written by Leche! Please Like ( ♥ ) or Reblog ( ↻ ) so I can find partners?
☾ The day was warm and the sun was bright, streaks of sunlight beamed through the gaps in the treetops. All the color of summer, the scent of flora, the sounds of fauna, the forest in which his mage tower was alive and thriving. His garden grown with rare plants grown for alchemic purposes. Rare flowers, berry bushes and other types of plants- for healing and poison alike in full bloom.
The mage was taking a break, as he’d been testing out a new spell all morning up until lunch. Sitting on the steps to his tower door, eating an elven salad adorned with types of edible flowers. Until he heard footsteps and looked up. And it wasn’t like he never got visitors, people from nearby villages would often come looking to buy things from him however this was different. This person wasn’t from the villages at all, from the attire alone he could tell. It took Valryn a few moments to register the face.
☾ “You look familiar.” But just where had he seen that face before? And the name, resting in the back of his mind. “I have seen you somewhere before haven’t I?” Valryn stood up, being sure to cover his salad and place it on the steps behind him. Now that he was standing, he could judge better. “Have I seen you in a throne room before?” And then it hit him. “Howl?”
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∘⡊ ️ ˚⊹ " So you recognize me then. " Ah good. Traveling between dimensions has made him sharper in memory more so by one’s magical signature then anything else. His was remincent of mystery, ancient prowess and swift cast. Typical for Elvish arcana. Yes yes, an acquaintance made on his last journey through speaking with the local crowns.
He takes a quick look around with a slightly raised brow. Hm. This is new.
“ I suppose you’re no longer with the court? ” Howl relaxes his shoulders, smiling still as if bemused. “ Good. I know your talents are much more useful outside the stuffy sorts. ”
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okay Im still working on her but uuuh — > @santacalavera
fun new muse ; >
okay Im still working on her but uuuh --- > @santacalavera
fun new muse ; >