#raythe

[hydejoe]

whenever im hyperfixated on something i get like deuce and raythe in that one episode of monster high where they're REALLY into volcanoes

[cutiepieautistic]

Raythe stimboard

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[mh-prompts]

There's a Monster High battle of the bands!

Ari Hauntington, Operetta and Catty Noir compete against the H-T-F-F-R-D-A-T-R-B & Woolee (Howling Thunder and Frightening featuring Raythe and Deuce and the Rolling Bones and Woolee) aka Raythe, Deuce Gorgon, Bonesy, Skelly, Silvi Timberwolf, Venus McFlytrap & Woolee.

Moanica D'Kay and the Zomboyz also form a band for the competition.

[lordj44]

A friend of mine put my Sona Raythe into their tomodachi life game, here's a lil' doodle of them c:

[blackbirdsnonsense]

While making my Ari video I saw this screengrab & was like, "Okay queen, slay!"

Shame this really her only appearance in the series proper. In a B plot at that!

[pizzaplexbonnie]

I wanna post about a niche author but I thrive off attention and I still want people to interact but will you guys still interact if you don’t know what tf I’m talking about

[homeboygirl]

she saved him from a zombie and he got a little excited :3

(based off these frames)

[lured-into-wonderland]

Continued from [here] with @ensxrcelled

She was observing an unexpected interaction between the tall man in front of her and the girl (whom she met earlier), who - although seemed much younger than Nunnally - was not that different than her. Both were thin and pale; Nunnally being only a few centimeters taller (but she seemed not much heavier). They both had blue eyes (although the girl’s were more green in a way); and it was only a hair colour which was distinctly different. The deep blue compared to light blond, almost white in that light. As if Nunnally’s hair lost all these colours. Perhaps a stranger would even consider them (distant) family members.

The stranger did love and care about the girl (it was obvious), but i Nunnally's eyes he was doing it wrong. Protecting (or sheltering) was important, but giving some freedom to make (and learn from) mistakes was equally crucial. And Nunnally knew something about it. Most of her life she was a bird in a cage. Loved and protected, but also imprisoned.

The demon girl had only joined the blue-haired girl, because she thought the little one was lost. And needed some assistance to find her path home.  Or at least that was Nunnally's initial reasoning. But then she realized (or thought she did) that the girl cared about her being lost in the forest. So, she let the girl help her, although Nunnally didn't truly need any help. She just wanted to get away from humans before she could hurt them (on purpose or accidentally). It was not even that Nunnally didn’t like humans; they were interesting creatures, but obviously many of them found her weak and an easy prey, and wanted to take advantage on her (or perhaps even hurt her) not being aware what kind of creature she was.

“You shouldn’t talk about her as if she was not here…” – she muttered under her breath; the words were certainly directed at the red-haired man, though she pretended they were not. Nunnally had experienced too much of similar treatment (or so she assumed). And -- although it was probably rooted in a genuine care (as it always had been in her case; she believed) – it was still wrong and sometimes hurting the other person.

“It’s all right…” – Nunnally said in the louder voice – “I can find my way back. You don’t have to…worry about me.” – oh, she knew the man was not worried about her. He was clearly annoyed with Nunnally’s presence, but it sounded nicer. To say that?

“It was lovely meeting you…” – she addressed Lavina getting ready to walk away when the man apparently changed his mind. The girl seemed to getting her way with her father? Caretaker? They didn’t appear too similar to each other, but Nunnally knew better than to assume something based solely on the appearance.

“T-thank you…” – she accepted the invitation; more for the girl’s sake than for her own. Nunnally liked bad weather. She liked storm and rain. It had no real impact on her – “B-but I would still appreciate if you could…”

“Just don’t curse in my company.” – she finally stated. Simply.

Nunnally followed, smiled to Lavina, and waved her back.

“So, where are we going?” – she asked trying to catch up with the man, but it was difficult.

“Could you please…walk slower? It’s too fast for me.”