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“ are you a visiting villager ? “
she hides those dead eyes behind the hood , shadows pushing right back against her motionless gaze . emotion swallowed down , mouth / lips / throat cleared of hostility , she raises her shoulders & looks forth with an empty expression as if to give herself some distance .
“ you should leave before night . unless you have somewhere to stay . “
@illusivedoll //
woven basket in the left hand / axe in the other , gripped tightly enough to numb the joints . a single glance of him & curiosity flows , gaze unwavering . her eyes are like that of dead fish : optics that do not falter as they watch , taking in his movements as she halts her own , holding her axe over as if she’d been preparing to strike him down . monotone accompanies her voice , beginning to put the looming weapon away .
“ … my apologies . i assumed you were one of those artworks . “
@gyarii //
Vericulumvenatrix.
“I’m just a traveler kid, and this cape belongs to my legacy, the Rose Legacy.”
★;— The Rose pointed out, and put her hands into the pockets of her cloak, showing that it wasn’t a cape, as much as a cloak, as it resembled more of a mantle at this point, especially with having torn ends, showing that it was an relic of old times, but the Rose’s expression remained apathetic and aloof, showing nonchalance now, as she shook her head.
“No dear. I’m not here for revenge. You merely interested me, having a red cloak as well.”
★;— She lifted up her hand, holding it out to the other for a handshake, but did so in a slow motion, as the other seemed anxious and on-guard to the Rose, so she decided to do it in a careful manner.
“My name is Ruby. Ruby Rose, what is yours?”
little red / little red , she no longer has ANYTHING . she lives until mother dearest’s last orders , until she is of no use any longer , until mother meets someone BETTER to replace her with . red is such a soft , vulnerable thing . ribs forced back to reveal her heart ; a BARELY BEATING , cold thing pinned to your sleeve where it can be served to her mother whenever she asks .
she grips tight if she must . she grips tight for that will bring her solace , as her small hands do little to stop the doubt staining all that she sees RED .
“ ------ i am red . everyone calls me ‘ little red riding hood ‘ . i will believe you , ruby rose . however , if i see that you are lying to me , i will harm you . “
Fabricatedprince.
“I am not.”
What a liar! He actually deserved some sort of reward for his lies bested even that of real Liars; On his marble features the crack of a reassuring smile looked so natural as if it was specially carved in by talented hands. But the truth was there shouldn’t be any traces of emotions lingering; he was as alive as a paper plane. His wings were fake, an illusion and nothing more. Just like his existence. But alas, he still had a path to follow and it depended on the desires of the holder. He could fly either towards hell or heaven. One push was enough and again, it all depended on her choices.
“We should not stay here, I get the feeling that we are being watched.”
His gaze traveled around the room for a few seconds, he could already see the red eyes of lovely dolls lurking in the shadows. Impatiently waiting to play with their new guest.
“Shall we go?”
“ ... wait . “
suspicion rises . the other’s actions were all too curious despite what comes out of his mouth , and she has been TAUGHT not to be so easily swayed . there is no fear in him . no confusion . nothing he seems to be willing to show , at the very least . doubt crosses her mind , then runs DEAD ( WHAT IS NORMAL HUMAN BEHAVIOR , FOUL GIRL ? YOU WOULDN’T KNOW . ) .
“ i will follow you , but i want to confirm something first . do you have a flower like this ? “
the girl clad in red clutched the basket she held closer to her , a hand slipping in ( PAST THE STALE BREAD / PAST THE WINE BOTTLE / PAST THE AXE ) to pull out a rose dressed in pink . little red found the color revolting : pink / pink / pink , a FAKE sort of red . “ you see , i seem to get hurt when this flower’s petals get torn . do you experience the same thing ? “
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shenigma.
kind. what a loose term to use for her appearance. an extremely loose term, at that. it barely stuck, truthfully. kindness is but a ruse , and yokai are FULL of them.
❛ mother, you say? how .. peculiar. not many, i say, look like ME. ❜
“ it is impolite to stare directly at mother unless given approval . “
little red couldn’t help the slight movement of her head to pair with her words, slight tilt to the left. force of habit. her eyes move sideways to gaze at the surrounding trees, fingertips pressing together, forming tents with her hands to pass the time.
“ you are not wrong in your thoughts. looking more clearly ... you are not mother. you bear similarities to a WITCH. “
'NOW GO, LITTLE RED. HURRY UP & KILL THAT OLD HAG.’
“ excuse me... “
a nudge finds its way into the other’s side, her deadpanned stare too out of place for the situation, the conversation they’re about to have.
“ you're in front of grandmother’s house. “
@the-goatdemon //
KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.
1. BASICS
NAME: whatever you want it to be ;) mari is aight. PRONOUNS: dosn’t matter. SEXUALITY: homosexual. ZODIAC SIGN: scorpio. TAKEN OR SINGLE: single.
THREE FACTS:
i’m jojo trash.
i fucking love fighting games. like. LOVE.
i’m a self depreciative piece of shit.
EXPERIENCE
HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): 8 years PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: tumblr & facebook in the past.
BEST EXPERIENCE: nothing i rlly rmb.
3. MUSE PREFERENCES
FEMALE OR MALE: don’t matter. MULTI OR SINGLE: single.
4. WRITING PREFERENCES
FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: angst. PLOTS OR MEMES: both. LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: both. BEST TIME TO WRITE: when motivation comes quicker. ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): hopefully not??
TAGGED BY: nah.
TAGGING: anyone still awake at this time.
GET OUT. GET OUT. ‘MOTHER’ WILL SEE YOU.
“ what is a girl like you doing in this forest ? “
this part of the wood’s dangers had always been somewhat of an unknown, no matter how EXPERIENCED one was with its routes, no matter if the path was etched into bones & noted down for an eternity afterwards.
“ you should LEAVE . “
@the-shadow-web //
☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme
Ask a question, any question! Because I have nothing better to do than to answer your questions. ... No, really. I don't. D:
1: What does their bedroom look like?
2: Do they have any daily rituals?
3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?
4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?
5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)
6: Eating habits and sample daily menu
7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time
8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging
9: Makeup?
10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?
11: Intellectual pursuits?
12: Favorite book genre?
13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?
14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)
15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?
16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?
17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress
18: Favorite beverage?
19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?
20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?
21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?
22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?
23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?
24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?
25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?
26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?
27: What is their biggest regret?
28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?
29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)
30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)
31: Most prized possession?
32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?
33: Concept of home and family?
34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)
35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?
36: What makes them feel guilty?
37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?
38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?
39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?
40: How misanthropic are they?
41: Hobbies?
42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?
43: Religion?
44: Superstitions or views on the occult?
45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?
46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?
47: How do they express love?
48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?
49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?
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