send 🌌 for a mood board for our muses. // accepting. @snattched said: 🌌
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send 🌌 for a mood board for our muses. // accepting. @snattched said: 🌌
// lots of purple & red & night-ish things ! their aesthetics intersect in more places than i originally expected !
Starts to think about it. "Hmm... Well I suppose you would not be allowed to touch my books, potions or my potion ingredients for starters."
“Sounds fair.”
"Depends, are you going to destroy more property to my forest?"
“No, just tell me what I’m not allowed to touch.”
"If you really wanna get a hobby... You could always make me some new contracts. I could use the break." Snatcher just trying to use people cause he's being lazy today.
“Depends... you gonna try and make me sign yours?”
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“I don’t owe you anything.”
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“Crap.” James hadn’t meant to break the cute little hut, but when he and his child had fallen from the sky it had unfortunately broken their fall. There was a dazed and very miffed faceless creature stood beside them as they looked at the damage. He had a feeling they were very upset.
“Uh... Hannah can you just... wait here?” James asked, his child blinking before giving a small nod. Even though he was limping from the fall James began to gather up the debris, as well as other odds and ends and got to work.
He broke it, accidental or not. He was going to fix it.
So he did just that, using the materials it was made of to bind the repairs as the faceless creature stopped huffing and puffing to watch curiously. He wasn’t being blackmailed or contracted to help... he was just helping? How odd.
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Merida’s face showed purpose and overall, a lack of fear as she raised her weapon towards the spirit. “Who aer yeuh?” she asked in an unwavering voice, the arrow pointed right at the head of the other.
I may be a nasty boy
But at least I’m not a straight