OfWondersandHares

A Wonderland OC Blog. Private. Selective. Mulit-Verse. Multi-Ship. Please Don't Expect A Follow Back Unless We Have Established Ships and Storylines.

[ofwondersandhares]

Oh my dear little oyster, 

                                     did you find your way down the                                                                                                                rabbit hole?

                                     ~ A Wonderland Muse (OC) Blog ~

                                                                  The Rules

                                                     The Story

                                                               The Muses 

                                   18+ RP; Multiverse; Semi-Selective;

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[notquiteahitman]

"You can tell me that you never loved me, you can throw your childish insults at me because some part of you thinks it is the only way you can REALLY hurt me, but don't you ever punish Damien for what is between you and me. Feel the way you want to feel about me, but don't reflect that onto him. He doesn't deserve it, and neither do you." (Shay to Breslin)

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At the sudden, unexpected sound of her voice, he starts - a small, barely perceptible movement, but a start nonetheless. As he lifts his dark eyes to meet hers, they seem somewhat lighter in colour than usual. There’s a flicker deep within them, of confusion or perhaps even vulnerability… and then it disappears, as quickly as it came.

“Shay-“ (He can’t help using her first name, despite how much he might want to insult her) “- I have no interest in the boy.” There’s a strange weariness to his voice, yet the way he spins a pen between his fingers suggests something deeper, perhaps. He can’t even bring himself to quip “for now”, the thinly veiled threat seeming pathetic even to him.

He groans softly, his body temporary collapsing inwards as he runs a hand through his hair. When he speaks again, his voice is a whisper.

“I’m… tired.”

[ofwondersandhares]

"--- I am too."

And there it was. The mask lifted, the face underneath exposed.

Her words had weighed as heavily in the air as his had.

"I never believed you. But believe me, I wanted to. I tried to force myself to believe the words you said to me that day. I repeated them over and over in my head, used the words as armor whenever my thoughts were plagued with the memories of you and of us. Some days it worked. Other days it didn't."

She paused, took in a breath, looked off to the side.

"I should have never come here."

And just like that, she headed out the door.

[notquiteahitman]

“…Wait!” Before he knows it, before he even has time to process a thought, his body moves of its own accord. He rises, so quickly he knocks over a chair in his haste. His feet feel heavy, unwieldy as he steps towards the door.

“…Please don’t go.” His voice is… strange. It doesn’t contain any of its usual power or strength. It’s gentle, almost like a child’s, and when she looks back at him she’ll see his shoulders slightly hunched, his gaze cast downwards towards the patterned carpet beneath his feet. He hitches a deep breath, and it shakes slightly.

”I-“ He can’t quite bring himself to say he’s sorry. He just hopes she sees it in his eyes.

He’s trying. Whether he wants to or not.

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She stops. Because of course she does.

It is evident from the pain in her eyes how much her body was telling her to keep walking away but her heart wouldn't allow it.

She remembered Joshua's words to her, so very long ago now. He knew just as well as she did, just as well as her brother, her uncle, and her children did, Breslin would always have her heart no matter how much she tried to push him out of it.

please don't go.

It was more than just a request. Of this she knew as she stayed with her back to him, her slender hand still on the door knob. A soft sigh left her lips as she turned her head just enough to acknowledge him.

The silence was heavy in the air before her hand slipped away from the door knob completely and she turned around to face him.

"He was right, wasn't he?"

She found her throat dry, trying to collect her thoughts and put them into words.

"My brother. He was right when he told me those words weren't meant to convince me, but to convince yourself? Your one final push to rid yourself of the one sliver of human connection you may have left."

She gave him time to answer before she took her step closer to him.

"I want to hear you say it, Breslin. I want to hear you say that it was a lie. A lie that you never loved me, a lie that I was only a little fuck toy for your entertainment and that everything that happened between us was nothing than a game you finally became bored with."

She swallowed thickly then.

"Because the fact that you still love me has always been the truth, and we both have always known it."

[notquiteahitman]

"You can tell me that you never loved me, you can throw your childish insults at me because some part of you thinks it is the only way you can REALLY hurt me, but don't you ever punish Damien for what is between you and me. Feel the way you want to feel about me, but don't reflect that onto him. He doesn't deserve it, and neither do you." (Shay to Breslin)

@ofwondersandhares

At the sudden, unexpected sound of her voice, he starts - a small, barely perceptible movement, but a start nonetheless. As he lifts his dark eyes to meet hers, they seem somewhat lighter in colour than usual. There’s a flicker deep within them, of confusion or perhaps even vulnerability… and then it disappears, as quickly as it came.

“Shay-“ (He can’t help using her first name, despite how much he might want to insult her) “- I have no interest in the boy.” There’s a strange weariness to his voice, yet the way he spins a pen between his fingers suggests something deeper, perhaps. He can’t even bring himself to quip “for now”, the thinly veiled threat seeming pathetic even to him.

He groans softly, his body temporary collapsing inwards as he runs a hand through his hair. When he speaks again, his voice is a whisper.

“I’m… tired.”

[ofwondersandhares]

"--- I am too."

And there it was. The mask lifted, the face underneath exposed.

Her words had weighed as heavily in the air as his had.

"I never believed you. But believe me, I wanted to. I tried to force myself to believe the words you said to me that day. I repeated them over and over in my head, used the words as armor whenever my thoughts were plagued with the memories of you and of us. Some days it worked. Other days it didn't."

She paused, took in a breath, looked off to the side.

"I should have never come here."

And just like that, she headed out the door.

[notquiteahitman]

"You need to stay away from her. Whatever THIS is, this telling her that you never loved her, that she was nothing more than a fuck toy to you, it needs to stop - because I promise you, you will regret what you have done, with every single fibre of your entire being." (Sean to Breslin.... oh.)

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For the briefest of instances, as he lifts his gaze to meet the other’s, his own dark eyes show just the slightest glimmer of guilt. It quickly fades, however, to be replaced by his usual hard, steely glare.

”Interesting,” he muses, releasing the tiniest of sighs. “Trust me, O’Hare, I have no interest in seeing your sister ever again. I have used her for what I wanted to, and I no longer need her. I suggest you leave it alone.”

Yet, despite everything, there is a slight weariness to his voice, and visible bags under his eyes.

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Sean had caught it. That glimmer of guilt. Not only in his expression, but in the wave of emotion that hit him as well.

"Bloody fuckin' Wonderlands -- "

He had pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth, breath hitched, taken in, let out slowly when he listened to the words that followed.

"--- I never trusted you. Don't think I would start now, especially when you can't even trust yourself."

Now, Sean had two choices. He could leave it alone. Or he could dare to peel away the layers suffocating under the weight of forced emotions.

"You played the long game. Shut yourself off. Cut her deeper than a blade with words you convinced her to believe. Gave your final push. Told yourself it was necessary - but you never told yourself it was worth it, did you?"

A pause. A click of his velvet tongue against the roof of his mouth.

"You were changing. You were becoming a better man with her. What changed your mind Breslin? When she told you she loved you, or when you finally admitted to yourself , for the tiniest of moments, that you might have your chance to deserve it? --"

[notquiteahitman]

“She is the most beautiful creature I have ever beheld.“ (Alexander to Ryan about Sophie.... oh.)

@ofwondersandhares sent pride and prejudice … sentence starters

For a brief second, he forgets his place. His green eyes soften, the corners of his mouth pulling up in a gentle - and what can only be described as affectionate smile.

“I know what you mean…” he murmurs in reply. It’s clear by the glossiness and nostalgia in his eyes that his love for Sophie has not faded in the intervening years since the pair met - and, if Alexander had asked Ryan about it, he would openly (albeit reluctantly, perhaps) have admitted it. Sure, Ryan did not necessarily want to be with Sophie romantically, not anymore… but that did not negate the love he had for her, and probably always would. And, if anyone understood that, he expected it would be Alexander himself.

Still, he didn’t intend to make this fact quite so obvious in his reply, and so he sighs, clearing his throat and his expression as he meets the other’s gaze, though there is a slight sadness lingering on his features. “I mean— I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound… well…”

He pauses. Starts again.

“She is certainly… something special. And-“ His voice is more eager now, sincere: “I am so glad the pair of you found each other. I mean it. I couldn’t think of anyone more suited to give that woman the love she deserves. And just know— when she decides to give you her love, you will know about it. She is… the most wonderful woman I have ever met.”

[ofwondersandhares]

"You speak like a man that still carries a lot of love for her."

He pauses, deep in thought. Knowing well that she still cared a lot about Ryan herself.

"--- you need not be concerned when you speak about your feelings to me, I am not a jealous man."

He never had been. He had always believed the heart wanted who it wanted, he did not feel a need to punish a potential lover - or current lover whose heart had swayed.

"She has a pure heart, that is what drew me to her - and what keeps me drawn. It is of a fortunate time that there is still hope for love in our world. You for Sean, myself for Sophie. My niece, however --"

He remained silent, clearing his throat. "Well, it is not my place to speak more of it."

[notquiteahitman]

“And I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends.” (Sean to Ryan)

@ofwondersandhares sent Taylor Swift — Lover Album  {Sentence Starters}

A smile touches the wizard’s lips, his head tilting ever so slightly to one side like a curious puppy, emerald eyes sparking in the light from the sun beaming down on them as they walked hand in hand. Despite the softness of Sean’s words, Ryan’s expression is playful, amused; he releases his lover’s hand and snakes his arm around his waist instead, squeezing him close as he presses a kiss to Sean’s temple.

”Hmm, is this really the same man that, only a few years ago, was afraid to stay? Afraid of long-term relationships? Wow, Sean O’Hare, I never thought I would see the day.”

He chuckles, gently tilting the other‘s chin with his fingertips and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “ I love you.”

[ofwondersandhares]

"Well, luv, guess you ended up being an exception ---"

Ryan wasn't wrong. Sean had many lovers in the past, many adventures, many stories to tell. And while it was also true that Ryan and Sean had their own ups and downs throughout the years, they had always found their way back.

"Guess you can't say you never saw the day, hmm? Cause apparently, that day was today."

[ofwondersandhares]

Muse Face Claim Update

The Dark Oracle - Key.

From: Hyde

To: Evans Peters

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[ofwondersandhares]

[ofwondersandhares]

Changing the face claim of Miso, the oracle. (Finding useable gifs is the main reason for her change)

From: Ayumi Hamasake

To: Emilia Clarke (As Daenerys Targaryen)

[ofwondersandhares]

❝You're a masterpiece, the wonders of the world are overrated when it comes to you. So how is that I get to be the one who gets to worship your body and tell you how beautiful you are?❞ - Sean from Brian {Who is sending it in on the right account now lol.}

"That's better, you think I would have clued in with the Black Rose. Bloody Wonderland's how I missed you."

Brian still remembered, after all this time - it was one of those things that *stuck* with you, Sean supposed. It was nice to see him, it had been quite some time since they had seen each other last.

Quickly he closes the distance between them, slender digits reaching for his hips and settling there so he can pull him closer. "And how have you been, luv, hmm? And if you truly are looking for an answer to that question well, I think that answer is simple."

He would give a certain pause then, his right hand pulling away from his hip to lightly brush the pad of his thumb against his bottom lip. "You allowed yourself to show me the beauty of your soul."

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[ofwondersandhares]

❝How is it that I get to be the one that gets to worship your body and tell you how beautiful you are?❞ -- Sean <3 -- said in a soft whisper from a black rose ;)

"Well, luv, it would feel a whole lot better if you didn't feel the need to hide behind a mask..."

[ofwondersandhares]

The House

A quaint little bungalow with dark brown shingles and a white exterior - the window sills are brown to make one cohesive look. The walkway is white concrete, green grass, a green apple tree in the front yard. The door is dark brown, the windows all covered with thick black-out curtains closed tightly from the inside.

Inside the home are various knickknacks - some on floating shelves, some in cabinets, but everything has its place.

The Basement

In the basement is a machine that will drain emotions and wonders from oysters, Male!Ricky is the one who bottles and packages the wonders while Fem!Ricky is the one that delivers the wonders to the Queen of Clubs (Kendra) but also Darius.

Tidbits

Male!Ricky is a skilled chemist of sorts, specializing in the upkeep of the machine as well as creating various potions such as sleeping potions, paralyzing potions, and poison.

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Powers/Abilities

Fem!Ricky:

Adaptive Muscle Memory

Clairvoyance.

Male!Ricky:

Shapeshifting (Human/Animal).

Enhanced Strength (when in Jabberwocky form)

[ofwondersandhares]

New muse is a work in progress

Name: Ricky

Tidbits: Ricky is a magical creature, part of the Club Kingdom currently under Kendra's rule.

When they change they have no recollection as to what their "other half" has done.

Female!Ricky is the one responsible for leading oysters from other realms into Wonderland.

Powers: Their main power is changing sexes. They are essentially two different people sharing one body.

Species: Male!Ricky is a Jabberwocky

FC: Hunter Doohan

Female!Ricky is a White Rabbit

FC: Alyssa Milano