#obscurd

[dimitresca]

lil 4'11 ginger teen squints up at her. "... why are you so big?" oh my god, maelle you can't just ask people why they're big.

[cleamaesta]

clea tell papa ferdinand can stay you wouldn't betray your favorite baby sister would you

❛ Is there a reason why you called that animal Ferdinand— ? You know, starting with "F", the same as François. My very personal pet. Actually, don't you think Ferdinand is getting too big to stay in the house by now ? Don't you want Ferdinand to find a good and honest lady-fox someday, one that may want to start a family with him, and have a litter of small little foxes together, all running free and happy in a green sanctuary or wild in the fields by our summer estate, instead of ateliers full of frames and canvases that may fall on him at anytime ? ❜

A heartbeat of silence.

❛ But what do I know of foxes anyway ? Papa won't listen to reason, I already tried. For now— just keep it away from the turtle. ❜

[paintedxghost]

mix tape

Absolutely (Story of a Girl) -- Nine Days

Inertia -- AJR

Anthem part Two -- Blink-182

How to Save a Life -- The Frey

Gold -- Jeff Williams and Casey Lee Williams, RWBY vol 1

Bonus

Look me in my face and tell me "Siblings" isn't the Dessendres

[versoimparfait]

[  voice  ]  sender  tries  to  speak  to  receiver  and  fails (shoves my selective mute alicia hc at you)

Verso paced the length of the room; a deep scowl etched across features that were usually so calm and collected. His thoughts refused to settle, circling the conversation he'd walked into only minutes before. How Alicia had looked so small standing there, shoulders drawn in as their mother reminded her—firmly, relentlessly—that she needed to devote herself to learning to paint instead of burying herself in books or spending so much time with the Writer children. She was a Dessendre, Maman had said, and even as the youngest she was expected to uphold the family name just as much as Clea and Verso.

Verso loved his parents. He truly did. He knew better than most how much pressure rested on their shoulders, especially with Maman's responsibilities on the Council, and part of him wanted to believe that was all this had been—that the stress of politics and expectation. However, that belief became harder to cling to every time Alicia ended up on the receiving end of yet another lecture. He could tolerate their disappointment when it was directed at him. They could argue with him for hours about his persistence to pursue piano instead of dedicating himself fully to painting. They could call him impractical, stubborn, irresponsible if they wished. He could handle it. Alicia however...

He finally stopped, drawing in a slow, measured breath before dragging a hand over his face, his fingers catching briefly in his hair as he pushed the loose strands back. They slipped free almost immediately, falling back into their usual place as he exhaled through his nose.

Alicia sat exactly where he'd left her, her hands twisting nervously in her lap on the edge of her bed. Her lips parted as though she wanted to say something, only to close again before a single word could escape. Then they parted once more, another thought that couldn't find a voice. The sight struck him harder than any argument with his parents ever could, and in an instant, his anger unraveled.

"Alicia..." Verso called softly, her name barely louder than a whisper, and without another word he crossed the room, each step careful not to startle her. Once he reached her side, he lowered himself to sit on her bed beside her and for a moment, he simply sat there, his pale gaze lingering on her with quiet concern. He knew better than to crowd her when she was hurting. Alicia had always been stubborn about carrying things on her own, never wanting to "burden" him or Clea with her struggles, this was no different.

"Ma lumière..." he murmured, the familiar nickname falling from his lips as naturally as breathing. "Come here." There was no pressure in his voice—only an open invitation.

Of course, the instant she leaned into him, he welcomed her without hesitation. One arm slipped around her shoulders while the other drew her against him. He could feel as her arms wound tightly around him, her hands clutching at the back of his shirt as she buried her face against his chest, felt her shoulders tremble, and his embrace instinctively tightened around her as if he should shield her from the world with his own body.

"There you are," he whispered, resting his cheek against the top of her head. Against her back his hand started in slow moving comforting strokes, though he paused every now and then between her shoulder blades, giving her the gentlest squeeze before continuing with the familiar rhythm. It was the same way he'd comforted her when they were younger—when nightmares had driven her into his room in the middle of the night, when tears over childish heartbreaks had seemed like the end of the world, when all she had needed was her big brother to tell her everything would be alright.

Some things, he supposed, never really changed.

"I've got you," he said quietly, his voice low enough that it seemed to wrap around her as securely as his arms had. "You're okay."

[etoilesfantome]

surprise love attack. you are my darling friend and i think you're genuinely one of the coolest writers in any rpc in general and i love seeing what you post and all the thought you put into it and i want every day of your life to be full of good things ok bye knocks over something as i leave like all siblings do

wait wait wait is this like a hobbit's birthday where you give gifts to people on your birthday

ARE YOU A HOBBIT, MAK

ARE YOU

( but also thank you ugh all of this right back at you, and DON'T KNOCK THAT OVER IT'S BREAKAB——)

[peindrenoir]

papa dont believe her she pulled my hair :(( she pulled it real hard :((

My darling little angel would never do anything wrong. Alicia has never done a thing wrong in her life. Papa’s perfect little star.

[goosetave]

🗡️: Would your muse help a loved one hide a body? (TIME SENSITIVE GUSTAVE)

SYMBOL HEADCANON QUESTIONS (accepting)

WHO DID YOU GUYS KILL??????

[h-a-unted]

OH MY GOD ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SWEET APPLE TART!!!!! I hope you have the best day ever and get everything you want because I love you and you deserve it and also thank you for being one of the kindest amazing people I've met ever since joining this rpc and every time I talk to you its always so fun and a blast and im kissing your head so hard MWAH

THANK YOUUUU, MY LIL MUFFINNNNN!!!

I hope you can also enjoy this day as much as you can cause I love you back AND I AM SO HAPPY TO HAVE YOU AROUND! Thank you so much for appreciating me but also for being so nice to me as well! You've also made this rpc feel so comfy to me, talking to you has been super funnnnnn, and I love your MCU, haha!! But also sweetie pie Sop.hie and your multi??? Amazing all around! Giving you a tight hug and patting your head like you're smol Mae.lle because I love you bothhhhh!!