#card asks

[tastylittlepixie]

So, just wanted to inform you of this card: https://scryfall.com/card/mh2/82/discerning-taste implying that pixies can be used as spice for a meal.

normally this would be cool and awesome but unfortunately it immediately looses 100 hotness points for being a magic the gathering card

[sassycards]

[Bumble grins from ear to ear, happy to make a 'new' friend]

{The card seems to flush upon hearing your opinion of the local deckbox hiding its ‘face’ against your hand to hide its non existent blush}

[sassycards]

[Bumble stood in the doorway, not daring to approach her without any sign of approval]

[She bit the inside of her cheek]

“. . .why?”

{The light above is turned off as quick as the card disappeared out of sight. A voice, soft too soft could be heard, distinct but where it was coming from was unclear. Though it continued to speak.}

“Why do you- . . .You realize it’ll never work right? You’re human, full of life with endless possibilities as to what you could be. . .We’re nothing compared to that. Just a simple objects that has been collected and made for whatever task people require. By design we are lesser, I am lesser- heck I’m defective! You know that now, no matter how carefully I try and keep up I can’t. So how. . .”

{Someone hugs you from behind, their grip gentle so much so you barely recognize that it’s there till you feel their breath against your neck. The voice grows quieter more hesitant as if it wasn’t sure if it should even say what it’s thinking.}

“How could you love something like me?”

[sassycards]

[Bumble knocks her knuckles against the attic door]

[There is no response, though the attic door creeps open.]

{Perched atop a box in the corner the Ace of Spades sits, it hasn’t seemed to notice you to focused on its little noddle arms. With the knowledge you have now knowing who the little card truly was you can get a basic idea of what it’s thinking about. One creaky floorboard gives you away as the card visibly flinched, looking over in your direction it seemed to only grow more tense. . .though it didn’t seem upset that you were there.}

[how shall you proceed?]

[sassycards]

~☆~ A figure looms over the deck of cards before slowly, clearing his throat and looking down~☆~ "I've heard about you, person of paper and ink.. Though I do not know your name"

~☆~He starts, not giving out his name just yet as his eyes narrowed~☆~ "What did they do to you, ripped and discarded like a piece of scrapped parchment. Come, when you can, deck of cards. I have the necessary materials for a repair, if you wish."

~☆~And with that, he disappeared into the shadows without another word, eyes seeming to dissolve with the black~☆~

~ @beware-the-silent-type

{The little card peeps out the DeckBox, the analysis of how her things have been going for her seems to annoy the card but it continued to listen. Once you mentioned having what she needs for a more permanent repair she perked up. That was until you disappeared which lead to the card sulking back into its Deck}

[sassycards]

[Bumble could finally breathe now that Spade was at least somewhat better. Of course, the second the deck woke up, she went directly into caretaker mode. Spade's panic, her words, made Bumble freeze in her tracks]

[Bumble furrowed her brows— hurt, but not angry. No, she could never be mad at Spade. She simply looked down at her lap, hands gripping the fabric of her pants.]

[Bumble stood up, fidgeting with her fingers as she left the attic. She would give Spade all the space they needed and more.]

{The DeckBox just stood there, shaking. T- this wasn’t her intention did she like that such a secret was revealed? No not at all but it had been a complete accident, she understood that she felt no anger about it. But she had still left after hearing her incoherent panicked mumbling because of course she wasn’t able to just shut up, now she had lost them again someone she cared so deeply for had left her alone.

Spade’s thoughts were quickly going into a downward spiral, it was too much all so overwhelming to many eyes to many sounds it made her dizzy. Internally her brain was screaming for help support anything physical to ground herself but instead of asking for any of it, the DeckBox hide away. Grabbing her physical DeckBox Spade popped into card form once more, this time the symbol was a clover before disappearing into the box slamming it closed behind her.}

Seems she won’t be speaking for a while.

(Hello mod here for a quick explanation on the sudden hideaway I am currently having some writers block. Due to this I decided to stick to shorter asks for a little while and am using this as a way to do that, feel free to still send asks just don’t expect longer replies at least for the next few days)

[sassycards]

*The lighter character walks into the attic. He looks around.. whats.. that in. His hands? Before anyone can see what he has, he walks over to where the tiny card is. He has a sinister smile on his face.. his flame hair glowing a bit brighter.. he opens her deck of cards as he hums... he lights a single card with his hair as he looks down at the card.*

"How long until you snap, mm?"

*he purrs as he holds the burning card up to her* -🔥 ( @echo-has-to-many-de-ocs )

{The little card had been curled up with Jekyll taking a much needed nap when it had been woken up by the sounds of the new person entering the attic. In its groggy state it certainly didn’t expect the sudden burning pain, it couldn’t scream it couldn’t even speak! But the pain was excruciating. It tried to fight back failing to pry the DeckBox from you as it tumbled to the ground. But by then it had enough.}

{In the same instant it’d take for a you to slip a card in poker the lighter was against the wall with a much larger. Much more vocal character growling down at them.}

{And she was MAD}

“How about we see just how easily you’ll snap by the time I’m done with you.”

[New form has been revealed, lets’s see how this’ll end.]

[sassycards]

[Bumble smiled upon seeing Jekyll]

[Upon closer inspection, she could tell that the body language was very, very off.]

[Indented parts are from @duct-bugs]

Jekyll whines and points over at the box that Spade was put in. His ears go flat as he holds the card closer to him.

"Some one p-put them in... There," he mutters, "they were sc-scared..." He looks down at the card in his arms and very gingerly pats the top of them, scared to hurt her. "No more boxes," he whispers and gives the card an awkward, small smile. He's trying to be reassuring, but his smile is more unnerving than anything.

{The card seems to shudder when the box is mentioned curling up closer to the taxidermy. His smile while it did bring some comfort mainly just made the poor thing hide away more either unsettled or embarrassed by the whole situation.}

{Though it adamantly nods in agreement when Jekyll says no more boxes.}