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hi, this is mun.
i'm so sorry for not answering anything, i had a major writer's block, and i started to get disinterested in amelia as a character.
but! i've decided to come back since i kinda miss writring and rping for her, so here i am.
im also moving accounts. please do check me out at @shxtteredmirr0r
if you'd like to continue with any past unfinished story, please do message me about it.
luv,
-mun
I feel like the reason certain dog-lovers insist cats are evil is because they read their body language as if they were dogs. So here’s a very basic guide to common “mean” things cats do that actually aren’t mean at all if you know what they’re thinking.
Rolling and exposing belly- attacks you when touched Does not mean: Give belly rubs! - haha I tricked you! Actually means: I’m playful! If you reach for my belly I’ll grab your arm and bite it because I think we’re playfighting!
Lazily exposing belly - still attacks when touched Does not mean: tricked you again! Actually means: I’m showing you my belly because I trust you. Please don’t break that trust by invading my personal space. I might accept a belly rub if I’m not ticklish and I know you well. Snapping at you while being pet Does not mean: I suddenly decided I dislike you! Actually means: You’re petting me in a way that gives me too much restless energy. Please focus on petting my head and shoulders instead of stroking the full length of my back next time.
Is in the same room but makes no attempt to interact Does not mean: I’m ignoring you Actually means: We’re hanging out! I’m being respectful by giving you space while still enjoying your company. Slapping/scratching your hand when you try to pet them Does not mean: I hate you! Actually means: You’ve failed to establish that we’re not playing, or the way you’re approaching me scares me. Be calmer, speak more gently, make eye-contact and blink slowly at me before you try again.
I love this post omg, thank you so much. As a lifelong cat person, dogs perplex me because they’re so completely different behaviourally.
I love dogs too but, I’ve been trying to tell people, you canNOT treat cats like you treat dogs. They arent the same animals and have very different personalities
P.s.: people often pet cats way too hard. Dogs like a firm pet or a pat on the belly, cats dont have the same bone structure and are more flexible than dogs so what you’re doing probably hurts them
Sitting and staring Does not mean: I am challenging you/plotting your demise/just generally evil and creepy. Actually means: I am a desert-adapted species, so my natural tears are very thick and keep my eyes moist for a nice long time. I do find people interesting and enjoy watching them. I just don’t need to blink very often!
Staring and blinking slowly Does not mean: I’m smug and think I am smarter than you. Actually means: I like you! But I don’t need to get up in your face to show it. I can just sit over here and blow kisses at you to show you I am glad you are around!
It’s very frustrating for me when people expect cats to act like dogs, or act like they’re deceitful. They aren’t! They just AREN’T DOGS.
Pour les chats 🐈💞
Get ready for “more reasons why I fucking love cats”
Yes, the legends are true. Cats headbutt you to show their trust and affection. They also do it to show “hey look I see you as family.” Lions do it with members of their pride to say the same. It’s not just because they want food.
Cats nibbling is indeed literally cats grooming you. It’s what mom cats do to their kittens. If a cat is gently biting and/or licking you, they’re now your mom.
Meowing can simply be for the mere fact they want to say hello, want to play or be pet. Again, not just for food.
They barely meow at other cats (except for kittens, they meow at mom cat), mostly just humans. There are exceptions but overall, meowing is almost always for us.
Cats squinting/slow blinking is indeed basically the equivalent of us smiling and/or kissing.
Cats, like humans, prefer to get things without having to work for it- which isn’t very common within other animals.
Cat massages or making biscuits is because they happy! Kneading is another way of saying “hey I like this moment here I enjoy you and my life.”
Cats recognize us by smell, sound, taste, and touch. They recognize us after years as their long term memory is extremely good. This is why abused or neglected cats are so easily scared or hard to connect with. If your scent changes over the years or just in the day, your voice will them it’s really you. Also, they will only remember you if you had impact on their life. If you just existed in the same house, they obviously won’t care.
And yes, they know our patterns in the day. You notice it when it’s beneficial to them (feeding time!). They will often wait for you to come home as well.
To remember: cats think we are interesting as hell. They watch us do everything because we’re fascinating!!!
They also want you to be around when eating because they feel vulnerable. They focus on eating so they hope you protect them. They do the same for you, all the time.
CATS 😍😍😍😍
when a cat turns their back on you, they’re not snubbing you. they’re trusting you to watch their back.
notice how when you’re unfamiliar but nonthreatening, they might loaf facing you and sorta halfway watch you. you’re not fully trusted, but you’re ok by them.
when you’re familiar and liked, they’ll often sit near you facing the same way. imitation of poses is a weird little way cats show solidarity. they do it to each other too. check out these bff’s:
they are doing this on purpose. it’s a buddy thing. so if you’re watching tv and a cat sits next to you and pretends to watch tv too, they are basically calling you bro and declaring friendship.
and if they really love and trust you, they’ll turn their back on you and go to sleep. they’ll sleep facing a wall in your presence, or lounge where they can’t see the room. this isn’t a snub, folks, this is true kitty love. they’re saying, “i feel safe when you’re around. i know nothing’s going to sneak up on me, because you’re here. i feel so safe i can stick my head under a pillow and snore with my butt pointed at you.”
farts aren’t an expression of love, though, as far as i know. they’re just farts.
Just a PSA
Reblog if you don’t ignore rps and asks but sometimes it takes you a while to think of a response, or you only have time to answer a question or two before doing other things.
Open Rp | Meet Red! (Yandereiplier!)
Red lets out a gasp as They run into someone, the books They’ve been carrying falling out of Their hands.
“Oh Gosh! I-I’m terribly sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going! Are you alright!”
She completely freezes when someone crashed into her, her coffee spilling on her clothes. She was kind of thankful she had decided to wear really dark clothing today.
“N-No! I should have paid more attention to were I was looking…” She looked around, noticing the books on the ground. “… Here, let me help you-” She crouched down, taking the books on the floor.
Yan feels the hot liquid land on Their own arms, and is thankful it doesn’t land on the white shirt of Their uniform. They’d gotten enough flack from the principal the last time there’d been even a spec on them.
“Oh thank you! Here.. Let me um..” Red quickly pulls some napkins from Their handbag, passing them over to Her. “There ya go! Sorry again for the mess. I’ll buy you a new one if you’d like.”
“It’s fine, no worries” She gives the person a closed-eyed smile, handing them the books then taking the napkins, muttering a small ‘thank you,’ then trying to clean the coffee on her clothes. “I don’t really use these clothes that much, anyway.” She opens her eyes, only for them to widen slightly at the man’s appearance.
He looked a whole lot like Mark. Was he -now that she thinks about it, maybe he uses other pronouns…- one of the Egos she doesn’t hear that much about…?
He took the books back, quickly pushing them into his book bag so they couldn’t fall again.
‘Pretty smile.’ Yan thinks, a smile of his own forming.
“I’m glad to hear that, still, If you’d like, I’d be happy to buy you a new coffee. It’s the least I can do.”
"Are you sure? I can just buy a new one..." She played with her hands, intertwining them, distracting herself to think. But, then she looked at how sincere he looked, as if almost begging her to just accept.
"...But if you really don't mind at all, then I can accept."
seven minutes [ shxtteredmirr0r ]
Our muses have been chosen to be locked in a closet for 7 minutes in heaven. Send “SEVEN MINUTES” for my muse to generate a number 1-25 of what happens between our muses
@shxtteredmirr0r3. Shy/awkward kiss
It’d been Wilfords idea, which the other Ego’s had supported, all in good fun.
Using a bottle for spinning, sure enough, somewhere in the course of the game, the pair had been picked, and were currently standing inside the darkened closet.
But it wasn’t all dark, As Darkiplier’s aura kept everything lit in a calming gray, the light of which was reflecting softly in Amelia’s eyes, and over her hair, making her glow like an angel.
Dark didn’t realize what he was doing, until it was to late, as his lips fell gently onto her cheek. Pulling back, his own pale features went pink instantly.
“A-Ah Sorry… I don’t know what um… What came over me there…” He stammered, looking away in embarrassment, while the blush spread to his ears, and his glitching slightly increased.
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She smiles when she heard his chuckle, he might have an echo to it, but it’s smooth and deep, with a little bit of a warm embrace, but only to those who know Dark well enough, as his appearance is very mysterious and intimidating. But she knows better.
She flushed a light pink when his grip on his embrace tightened, eyes widening slightly in surprise.
She flinched when light filled the closet, eyes burning at this being so sudden, too. She looked up at him and gave him a sheepish smile, a light pink dusting her cheeks, before stepping out of the closet and back with everyone else.
By the time the door opens again, and she looks back up at him, his features are normal again. No more tear stains or redness to his cheeks.
He does, however, still have a calm, charming smile on his lips, while he lets her slip out of the crammed space.
When he follows, he doesn’t pay much attention to who goes in after them, no longer interested in the game.
“Hey Amelia… I’m going to the kitchen for some tea, would you like some too?” He offers kindly.
While walking out, she noticed Wilford and Bim both giving her a smug faces, The former with a smug grin and the later with a smug smirk. She rolled her eyes at them, face flushing a darker shade of pink. And at it, also noticed both Dr. Iplier and the Host slipping in the closet, Iplier having a blush to his cheeks and Host with a shy smile. She hoped they would have fun.
She stopped to think for a moment, before a small smile appeared on her face. “I’d like that. Thank you.”
Dark shakes his head when he sees the looks some of the other Ego’s were giving, shooting them a warning gaze, though it lacks it’s usual bitterness.
He barely notices who goes in next, but the the coattails of Dr. Iplier’s labcoat gave it away pretty easily.
‘Nice to see the Doctor taking a break.’ He smiles to himself, then returned his attention to her.
“Great.” He grins, holding out a hand for her to take, before making his way towards the kitchen with her.
❗AVOID THESE PEDOPHILES AT ALL COSTS! ❗
I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)
THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR
PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIST AND KEEP OUR MINORS SAFE
☆ Reblogging the version not invaded by pedophiles/pedophile apologists ☆
" "-for giving a proper meal after dark hasn't eaten in days [ shxtteredmirr0r ]
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Dark was shocked by the gesture, but kindly accepted. It was quite obvious by his shakes, and occasional tummy rumbles that he was in need of food. He’d simply been to caught up in things to think about his own health as of late.
“I don’t know how to thank you for this… I really do appreciate you taking the time to do so though…” He smiles shyly, not used to people doing nice things for him.
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She took the small moment of silence between them to think of what was asked earlier by Dark and what possible powers she could have.
It was obvious that she could alter gravity unconsciously, making most things around her levitate, a sign of this happening being her hair starting to levitate.
What possible powers were given to her while she was in the mirror? She couldn’t remember of any both while meeting up with Damien and Celine in “the Upside Down” or in her time spent locked away in the mirror.
She was brought to reality when she heard Dark get up, and she followed.
At his question she frowned slightly.
“Nonono, you seriously don’t have to, Dark.” She gave a weak smile. “You’ve already done so much for me, let me do something for you in return.”
Dark places a gentle hand on her shoulder, his calm smile still in place.
“Alright.. Still, if you ever need anything. Don’t hesitate to ask. I’m always here for you.”
He lets his hand fall back down to his side then as he thought to himself a moment.
“I’m sure you discovering these powers is a lot to take in. But I want you to know, you don’t have to go about it alone. If you’d like, we can work on them a bit, so you can learn to control them.”
She smiled, and placed a hand on top of his. “I will keep that in mind.”
She had almost forgotten about what happened earlier with her powers. Almost. She thought on it, as the topic of she having powers was still something new to her.
“I’d… like that. Thank you for helping me.” She gave him a closed-eye smile, taking one of his hands on hers, giving it a gentle squeze.
He grins at the smile she gives him, glad that he could make her happy. It was the least he could do after she’d been so nice to him.
“Of course.” He returns the squeeze to her hand. “Whenever you feel you’re ready, we could go out to the courtyard and test them out. I’m sure with practice, you’ll be able to control them better.”
She castes her eyes away, blushing. Why did he have to be so handsome? Her chest filling up with bottled up emotions from so long ago, but then again, she reminded herself this wasn't Damien.
"T-That would be amazing... Thank you so much for this." She bits her lip, trying to hide the big grin that was trying to cover her face would probably make her cheeks hurt.
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
Ask my muse about their past.
Send a number and ask about a past:
Relationship
Crush
Friendship
Pet
Home
Memory from Childhood
Scare
Injury
Trip
Hobby
Job
Dream
Nightmare
Embarrassing Situation
+ Add your own!
Send a word for your muse to find my muse in a certain state.
Mostly angsty stuff, but feel free to add your own.
Tears - Find my muse crying.
Rest - Find my muse sound asleep.
Dream - Find my muse moving in their sleep due to a dream or nightmare.
Bleed - Find my muse injured.
Drink - Find my muse drunk.
Collapse - Find my muse blacked-out on the ground.
Leaving - Find my muse dying.
Grave - Find my muse dead.
Fear - Find my muse panicking about something.
Hide - Find my muse hiding from something or someone.
Anger - Find my muse very angry.
Escape - Find my muse trying to run away from something or someone.
Toxic - Find my muse poisoned.
Bruise - Find my muse badly beaten up.
Freeze - Find my muse trying to keep warm in the cold.
Battle - Find my muse in the middle of a fight with someone or something.
Saw - Find my muse getting a limb amputated.
Cough - Find my muse coughing out blood.
007 - 008 for touch meme? [shxtteredmirr0r]
Touch Meme (Not accepting)
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007 - cry on008 - shoulder hug
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“Hey, it’s okay, Amy…” Damien’s voice was soft as he brought the broken woman closer to him. The monochromatic figure was being controlled by the former mayor, who had taken the opportunity to try and smooth things out with his old friend. “I know you’re angry at me. I know you hate me… But please don’t bottle it up anymore. I’m sorry for everything I did to you. You didn’t deserve any of this.”
I don’t have icons of Damien in control shh
Honestly, she didn't know what to think. She was between wanting to run away but also hug him back and melt in his arms. What had gotten into him to hug her and comfort her? He was surely trying to trick her, thinking that Damien was still there just for fun.
But, she was gonna listen to him just this time. Snow white hair started to float around her as milky white eyes teared up, a sob cracking out of her throat.
Don’t just accept the new Terms of Service
Tumblr’s at it again, thanks to the new European Privacy Laws. There’s probably nobody who will read this, but it pissed me off so much that I decided to make a post about it. (Ignore the weird language mish-mash, depending on your country the language might differ.)
OK, so many of us get this screen when we try to access our dash:
Realise how the ‘OK’ button is a nice, attention-grabbing blue? If you’re like me, you’re not exactly into reading a 100 pages document and tend to just click it.
My tip? DONT. Instead click on ‘Manage Options’ right next to it:
Now you’ll see this page:
Still pretty harmless, right? That ‘Accept’ button is looking really attractive right now. Instead, click on Verwalten (Probably something like ‘Manage Options’ or something in english) and you’ll get to this page:
Now that’s not too bad, right? I just switched all the buttons to ‘off’, because I’m jealously guarding my personal information and don’t want Tumblr to go off and do who knows what with it. Looks like we’re done! But wait: There’s a SHOW option.
When we click on that one, what we will get is this:
A HUGE list with OVER 300 ENTRIES of companies that can use your data by default if you’d just clicked ‘OK’ on that very first page. Coincidence that this list is hidden that much? Me thinks not. They’re all switched on by default, but I am still a petty bitch that doesn’t want to give out her data, so I switched them all off. All 300+ of them. There is no option to switch them all off at once, and even if you disable all the options above, the companies are still switched on.
(If you wonder how i got that number, I copied the list into excel and looked at the cell number. No way am I actually counting all those entries)
I too, am a petty bitch who unticked every single one.
I did this like 90 times today
there’s 325 of them I counted like the petty bitch I am
If you already clicked on Okay and want to manage this page then:
Go to Settings -> Privacy -> switch off Cookie Consent, it will automatically redirects you to the new Terms of Services page, and follow the steps above OP just described.
@turquoisemagpie this looks like something you ran into! Hope you got it fixed though, but other than that here’s for my other followers!!
Thanks. It ended up fixing itself in the end, but this was the cause of it. I’ll reblog for my fellows who end up having the problem.
Like you’ve seen a ghost
Dark was enjoying a rare day off from work, staying inside the mansion for the most part and just relaxing. It was raining out, and on days like these he found himself thinking back to another mansion, in another time, where he had learned to never get close to anyone again. The memories were bitter, and he did his best to distract himself from them.
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She sighed sadly, adverting her gaze from him to a nearby window. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't..." She hummed some, her yogurt cup almost done. "...Are they dead?"
Send me “Are you scared?” for my muse’s response to yours putting on an eerie voice and whispering those words into their ear.
Send “not just a specimen” for an AU where my muse is an escaped experiment.
Like you’ve seen a ghost
Dark was enjoying a rare day off from work, staying inside the mansion for the most part and just relaxing. It was raining out, and on days like these he found himself thinking back to another mansion, in another time, where he had learned to never get close to anyone again. The memories were bitter, and he did his best to distract himself from them.
@shxtteredmirr0r
She nodded, waiting as he looked for clothes for her. When he got back, she took the clothes from him and murmured a small ‘thank you’ with a sheepish smile, and slipping back into the bathroom. When she was finished, she got out and closed the door behind her softly.
She then turned towards Dark, a troubled look on her face. There’s been something that has been bugging at her mind since she has woken up from the meeting with Mark.
“I um… I want to ask you something, and if you feel very uncomfortable with it you don’t have to answer, okay?” She sighed and intertwined her hands, rubbing a thumb in circles to calm her nerves. “Is there anything else that you haven’t told me?”
Dark knew the subject would come up sooner or later, and as soon as he saw her expression he knew it would be sooner. He sighed, beginning to look as tired and guilt-ridden as he had in the dream. “No. Well, yes, but nothing that really… I didn’t want… you were already so upset, I couldn’t tell you everything just yet.” He looked at her, his expression begging her to understand. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Amelia, but none of it makes me anything but myself. And as far as what Mark said… I’ll explain as best I can.”
“I understand why you wouldn’t want to tell me everything, would prefer to just go slow on it.” She said, a hand going up and rubbing her arm. “I’m aware, who knows- maybe you’ve been here for hundreds of years! It could be nothing compared to the time we have spent knowing each other years ago. It’s kind of amazing to think you could live as long as that, but then again, there’s a lot to be discovered about the world we live in.” She closed her eyes, then opening them to look up at him, giving him a smile to try and ease him. “But, you don’t need to answer all of my questions right now, you can just take your time. The question just popped into my mind suddenly.” A hand reached up to his shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.
Dark looked down at the floor while she spoke, flinching imperceptibly when she mentioned how old he might be. She had no idea. When he felt hee hand on his shoulder, he looked up. There was relief on his face, and for a moment his eyes showed a glimpse of just how old he actually was, the weight of centuries resting on his soul. “Thank you… I can’t tell you how much I appreciate your understanding. There are things that are still difficult to talk about, but I promise I’ll tell you everything in time.” He sighed again. “You always were a better friend than I deserved.”
“Just don’t push yourself, okay?” She then let her hand fall to her side. She raised an eyebrow at what he said last. “Dark, even though your name might say otherwise, you are a ray of sunshine. You light up anyone you meet and are one of the softest, kindest person I’ve ever meet.” She looked to the side, then back at him, smiling shyly.
“You wouldn’t say that if you knew…” Dark shook his head. He had someone here who actually liked him, and he didn’t want to ruin that. Not yet. Besides, he had a feeling she would believe what she said even after learning the truth about him. “I mean- thank you. It means a lot that you still think so. Sorry, I’m not very good at taking compliments.”
“No problem, that’s what friends are for.” She gave him a embarrassed smile. “And well, you weren’t that good at taking compliments, anyway. You would get so flustered sometimes.” She giggled to herself afterwards, covering her mouth with her hand. “But don’t worry, I’m not that good at accepting them either.” Shorty after saying this, she yawned, unconsciously stretching her body after.
Dark smiled at the memory, though it was a tiny bit sad. He noticed her yawn and realized that it was still the middle of the night. “You should try to get back to sleep. Mark won’t bother you again tonight, he used up too much energy pulling us both in and attacking. Tomorrow I’ll teach you how to block him out so he can’t get to you again.”
She nodded, muttering a small ‘okay’ as to let him know she heard him. She perked up, her shoulders raising up and tensing, raising her eyebrows at the mention of Mark, but relaxed when he wasn’t going to interfere her dreams again, muttering a small ‘oh’ when she heard Dark say he’d teach her how to block him out. She wonders how that would end up like.
But still, there was a small bit of paranoia in her thoughts, thinking there was a small chance that Mark would find a way to hurt her through her dreams, and Dark not being able to help.
She bit her lip, eyebrows furrowing and cheeks redening. “Ca-Can you sleep with me tonight? That is, if you don’t mind… I just- I can’t help but feel as if Mark will find a way to hurt me in my dreams and… you won’t be able to help as you’re worn out.”
Though he was slightly surprised by the request, Dark understood why she asked. There were times, back when the dream first started happening, that he wished he had someone to comfort him. He nodded. “Sure I will, Amelia. I don’t mind at all.” He said.
She didn’t want to make Dark uncomfortable by her request, so she was greatly relieved to know he didn’t mind it. “Thank you.” She gave him a tired, sleepy smile, then walked towards the bed, crawling on it and laying down, patting the side next to their for Dark to lay on.
Dark circled to the other side of the bed and lay down on top of the covers. He took the blanket he’d been using before and used that to cover himself. “All set?” He asked her, wanting to make sure she had everything she needed.
She nodded, snuggling into her blankets. “Yeah, I think so.” She was struggling to keep her eyes open now, eyelids closing every second they could. She yawned, before pulling herself up and kissing Dark’s forehead, a tired smile on her lips. “Goodnight, have sweet dreams and a nice rest, Dark.”
It was very hard to see, especially at night, but Dark blushed a little at that. “And you as well, Amelia.” He said quietly.
She gave him a tiny, sheepish smile. She then snuggled in her blankets, closing her eyes and falling asleep. She then turned, giving her his back.
Dark once again waited to make sure she was sleeping, this time making extra sure that nothing bothered her. After a while, he fell asleep at her back.
…
A few hours have passed, and light was finally starting to fill in through the windows. The sun has finally risen, and so did Amelia. She stirred softly, opening her eyes, regretting it later as the light burned her eyes, groaning in discomfort.
Dark woke up to the sound of Amelia groaning. “Are you okay?” He asked sleepily, blinking to clear his vision.
“Yeah, I’m fine, don’t worry.” She wiped her eyes, yawning softly. She turned towards Dark with a tired smile. “Did you sleep well?”
Dark nodded as he stretched a bit. “I did, thank you. How about you?” He asked, hoping his presence had been enough to keep any nightmares at bay.
“I’m glad you slept well. And well- I had a nice rest, thankfully.” She sat up on the bed, stretching her arms and letting out a pleased sigh.
Dark smiled. “Good, I’m glad to hear it.” He sat up as well. “Now, how does breakfast sound? Are you hungry at all?” He asked.
She hummed a bit in thought. “Yeah, um- not… r-really…” She stuttered on the sentence, the reason being due to her stomach rumbling, as if against her saying she wasn’t that hungry, when she really was. “Nevermind then, I’m hungry.” She chuckles, blushing embarrassedly.
Dark chuckled as well. “Alright then. Let’s head down to the kitchen and I’ll make us something.” He said, standing up. He came around the bed and offered her his arm.
She nodded, and slowly standed up from the bed, hooking her arm around Dark’s. “Let’s go then.”
Dark led her, smiling, out of the room and down the stairs. He went slowly to make sure she didn’t over exert herself. Once they reached the kitchen, he pulled a chair out for her. “Do you like pancakes?” He asked. “Or do you think that’s too heavy for you right now?”
While she was being led to the kitchen, she got to look around his house. It was really, really pretty and well maintained. Her legs kind of felt a little too light, it was kind of hard to walk this much, but with Dark’s help it wasn’t. When they got to the kitchen, she smiled when he pulled out a chair for her, sitting down and looking at him.
“I think I’ll pass on the pancakes. But do you have some yogurt around?”
Dark smiled. “As a matter of fact, I do.” He said, going to the refrigerator. He paused, realizing she may not be acquainted with the kind of yogurt he had. “The kind I have has fruit in it, is that ok?”
She nodded. “Yes, it is all good.” She placed her head on her hand, looking into the fridge. It was so filled, and she noticed some things that were mentally making her mouth water, such as cheesecake. Her favorite.
Dark noticed her staring and chuckled to himself as he got out a yogurt cup and a spoon for her. “Once you’re able to eat normally again, you’re welcome to anything in the kitchen. I’ll have to introduce you to some foods at some point.” He said, handing her the yogurt.
“Thank you.” She took the yogurt from him, smiling when she noticed that it was vanilla flavored. One of her favorites, aside from the strawberry one.
“You’re welcome.” Dark said as he went to pour himself a bowl of cereal.
She ate in silence, watching him as he made such a simple breakfast. But, he was probably tired and didn't want to make anything too complicated from yesterday.
"How has everyone been since what happened?"
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Her posture relaxed when she saw him tucking his gun away, smiling when he let her take the food she needed. “… Thank you, so much.” She was pretty sure her eyes watered just a tiny bit.
She moved over to the counter, noticing some fruits there and taking a red apple and taking a bite out of it. The flavor was very sweet. “M-My name is Amelia. What’s yours?”
Wilford watched her, see seemed genuine in wanting just food and he was happy about that. It would be a shame if he had to shoot her after all of this if she changed her mind and tried to kill him or steal from him.
“My name is Wilford, Wilford Warfstache… it’s is SLIGHTLY a pleasure to meet you I guess. I am a bit BOTHERED to have been woken up but– I barely sleep anyway.”
Her face turned into that of deep worry when he mentioned that he doesn't sleep at all, but she didn't voice it. She didn't know of it would upset him or not.
"Sorry for waking you up I-I really didn't mean to." She bit her lip, guilt swirling in her chest.
