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[ohmynyas]

“  AHHH  ,  AH  ,  AH  ...  Don’t get too close to that thing.”  The thing referring to the strange ripple in reality that’s currently fluctuating in front of them. It looked like something out of a movie or a game.  “If you get too close, it’ll lure you in. Those are, like  ...  portals to another realm, I guess.”  He sure is open about something that should be a secret.  “They’re dangerous.”     /     @ferinr​ › sc.

[nulltune]

Picks her up and inspects her for a moment before smiling and putting her back down. "Cute bunny....~" she hums as she gently pats the top of her head.

“ ‎ ‎ ...! ‎ ‎” ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ while aware of her petite stature, ‎it was uncommon for her to get such a... ‎ reminder of it, ‎ hoisted upwards so easily ‎—— ‎there's the slightest widening of hazel eyes, ‎ along with a silent gasp. ‎ the surprise from such an action overpowers any instinct of hers to flail about in or even protest to the other woman's hold. ‎breath caught in her throat for a second, ‎hakuno could only stare on wordlessly; ‎ flustered gaze locked onto biscuit's golden one. ‎ what a pretty smile... ‎is all she thinks of at the sight of it, ‎ undaunted by the rows of sharp teeth that glimmer for a second. ‎while still taken aback, ‎ there was no denying that she was admiring the tallers's beauty as well; ‎albeit the thoughts would be kept to herself unlike the more vocal other.

that mildly bewildered expression is still unchanging as she is put down, ‎and a blink is all that is given to the headpat, ‎meekly peering upwards at her. ‎ delicate hands come to draw together atop her chest, ‎and hazel eyes now avert to elsewhere. ‎( looking up at her from a lower ground like this, her presence is even more prominent ) ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎“ ‎ ‎ ‎...e-eh... ‎ ‎”

unprompted, ‎always accepting ! ‎@ferinr ‎♡

[xamassed]

⟬ @ferinr​ ⟭

Was that plate of food meant for her? No. But did it smell delicious? Yes, so of course the beast was going to steal the blonde chef's food and gobble it whole. "Mm.. Compliments to the chef.."

As if he would complain — if a woman found herself hungry, he wouldn’t dare snatch a whole plate of food from her and demand that she wait. Clearly, she needed it, so he left her alone as she finished it off in only a few bites. Once the stolen plate was clean, however, he gave her and her hunger a well-meaning chuckle.

“Would you like some more? I don’t mind making another batch, really.” It would mean stopping by the market again, but something so trivial wouldn’t prevent him from sticking to his creed. Empty stomachs needed to be filled, and they needed to be filled with good food.

[caemthe]

@ferinr​ said.º

Morphs her body just so she can be six inches taller and rest her chin on top of Conall's head. Don't pay attention to how her legs and arms are now stretched out and how her limbs don't quite match up.

     He doesn’t let Biscuit get too close and, in a swift move, effectively avoids any type of physical contact. It wasn’t as if he disliked it but the mactíre had gotten so used to others doing everything in their power to get away from him that the possibility of someone approaching felt almost abnormal to him. Once he put a few feet distance between him and the strange girl, he noticed that he had to look up, something he was certain didn’t need to do mere moments ago. “I can’t say I’ve ever seen other wolves have that much control over their shape-shifting.”

     That wasn’t completely true. He too could change different parts of his body at will, but those changes were limited to both his human and wolf form. But stretching oneself, shifting mass and bone, that was something he hadn’t seen before. “Does that mean you can make yourself even taller or shorter while remaining in your human form? That’s new.” And quite interesting overall. 

[pomfiores]

Somehow the beast is even taller thanks to these dangerously sexy and tall heels and she is very pleased. "Can I keep them..?"

    Turning around with her new (temporary) uniform in arms, the Queen pauses when he’s met with Biscuit standing before him - even taking a slight step backwards to recreate some distance between them as he hadn’t expected her to be so near.

  Raising a brow, he’s certainly noticed her newest development in height.  Ah, so she’s corrected that slouch she had the tendency of doing?  ... Certainly not.  Vil quickly noticed the shoes she wore and was actually quite impressed to see her wearing them with ease (as in being able to stand without twisting her ankle. Kudos.).  A pleasant surprise, for sure.

    “ That depends, can you walk in them? ”  Sure, they’re nice.  But what good does it do to own them if she’ll wear them just this once?  “ I can appreciate your cooperation in wanting to look your best for this event but it’ll be a waste if you wear them only once. ” Or worse, trip over something like your outfit.

   “ I can see that you can stand in them but I’m not convinced. Walk over there and back. ” He’s seen an opportunity to ensure she can wear these heels and if he see’s any flaws, he’ll be sure to correct them.

[wonderloste-archive]

The outsider grabs the white rabbit's face with the intent to tell him something with the serious look on her rather scary face only to soften as squishes his cheeks. "Your face is very soft..." Squishes again. Oh dear it looks like she became distracted by Darcy's cute face.

&  RE  :     unprompted     /     @ferinr.

HE’S RATHER ACCUSTOMED TO HAVING HIS PERSONAL SPACE  invaded, surrounded by the strange and rather invasive creatures of Wonderland as he is  :  what he hadn’t expected was such a childish comment, nor being that embarrassingly close to her as a result of it. He flusters, both from being caught off guard and as a result of of the suddenness of how quickly she’d changed tunes. Letting out a rather indignant yelp, he pulls back from her  —  stumbles back, really  —  and barely manages to catch himself from falling over. Lacking in elegance, certainly.

“P  —  Pardon? Are you making fun of me, perhaps?”

[xamassed]

⟬ @ferinr​ ⟭

A giant beastly maw snaps around Mammon's thieving hand, the fangs just short of pressing into his flesh and causing actual harm. " N O T O U C H Y......"

He was confident he could get away with yet, but there he stood, elbow-deep in the maw of a beast that could easily tear it away. It almost looked as if he wouldn’t react, eyes blinking twice and whole body going stiff. Mammon appeared perplexed, before he realized with a frightened whimper there were sharp teeth mere centimeters away from vital arteries.

The quick and shallow breaths started then, as did the thousands of frantic thoughts that tumbled around his head.

“Ah, shit. Ah, shit. H—Hey, lemmie go! I didn’t do nothin’ to ya!” In a moment of panic, he pressed his hand to the beast’s snout and pushed with all of his might. “Down, ya mutt! DOWN!”

[pomfiores]

"Why are you dressing up as prey when you're the predator?" The beast remarks as they stare at his bunny outfit curiously.

   “ Fufufu, is that what you think? ”  Vil adjusts his bowtie for emphasis on the outfit in question, checking himself in his mirror before turning his attention back towards her,  “ It is a common practice for predators to devise a decoy for prey. Once they’re close enough, they’ll be mine. You see? ” Despite this attire not really being a hunter’s strategy, whatsoever ... he can’t help but grin, too amused to keep up the façade of making any of this out to be anymore serious than festivities.

                                      “ Jokes aside, if that’s how you see me ...          I must be playing my role quite accurately. Don’t you agree? Fufufufu ... ”