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@wiccathewizard
❀ - "...Wicca?”
The word was barely above a whisper. Polka had
The night was fairly dark, and it had been months since she’d last seen the wizard boy, but Polka could recognize those eyes anywhere. Her grip on her parasol loosened and a smile tugged at her lips.
“...It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
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Send ツ if you would ship our muses platonically.Send ♠ if you would ship our muses as enemies.
Isn’t that vaguely what they’re like already? Or at least friendly-ish enemies or frenemies or something?
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Shadow was not even listening. He was making a point of showing that he wasn’t really listening, having a finger in one of his ears, twisting it a little.
“Mmn, sorry, did you say something?”
Wrong Neck of the Woods (with @wiccathewizard)
“Well then,” she said to herself, “This looks like a good place to start!”
Sure it was only Summer, but preparing for Winter was one of the most important duties of any farmer. And if Angela wanted her ranch to continue running smoothly, she had to get all of her ducks lined up before it was too late. The barn would definitely need an upgrade, namely more state-of-the-art structures to defend her livestock from the harsh elements. Alterations like that, though necessary, were expensive. Not to mention they took a lot of lumber, money, and time. In light of the fairly recent restoration of Castanet’s forests, the carpenters were left with only a small supply of lumber saved to use on customers, and Angela insisted he keep it for the regular residents of the island. She was perfectly capable of chopping her own wood. Someone like Candace, not so much.
And that was how she found herself somewhere on the mainland, pulling a rickety old cart with her and trekking up into dark forests in search of sturdy trees to cut. She was quite a ways away from any towns, so if she went far enough into the woods, no one would notice if she took a couple of trees down, right? It was doubtful that anyone owned the land anyway. And didn’t forests need thinning out once in a while? Really, she was doing a good thing here! An hour’s hike later, she set the cart down in a particularly dense thicket and began to swing her axe against a tall fir, belting out a lively tune as she did. Today was going to be an awesome day!
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Outfit Headcanons♗ - summer outfit
As already mentioned, Shadow’s outfits don’t really vary from season to season. He generally just wears t-shirts and jeans. He wears sturdier clothing if he’s travelling, including a cloak.
♘- fall outfit
Pretty much the same as Summer, although he will go for long sleeved t-shirts if it starts to get chilly.
♔ - pajamas / bedtime outfit
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4. Our muses are pressed awkwardly together in a confined space to avoid being found by someone.
Polka wasn’t exactly sure how she got into this position. One moment, she’d been happily running her mouth off about the different herbs in the area, the next Wicca had grabbed her arm and dragged her into a small crevice between two buildings. He’d been quick to put a hand to her mouth in an attempt to silence her as well, though she 'd been too surprised to make much noise in the first place.
He’d said something about seeing someone he knew, but if he said anything else she hadn’t heard it. She was much too preoccupied with just how close he was.
They were practically nose to nose, their chests smashed together and legs awkwardly tangled together. Her face was a lovely shade of red, and even though she desperately wanted to say something - anything - she was mute with embarrassment.
wiccathewizard replied to your chat:So, while I was ordering shopping earlier... //At least I know my grandpa is joking because he tosses subway wrappers and corn cobs at my face. And then I run after him with bottles of water. My Dad doesn't exactly joke when he says stuff. I give as good as I get usually with deadpan snarker and my own insults, but it's more along the sort of lines as vitriolic best friends. Vitriolic relatives? Anyway. Sometimes he just oversteps the mark and upsets me. Oddly enough though, when we are alone, just him and me, he's a lot nicer and the worst he usually calls me is 'trouble'. So I dunno. Maybe it's some dumb instinctive thing? He has to prove he's the alpha male or whatever? I have no idea. But as I said, sometimes he just oversteps the mark and it just isn't funny anymore.
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For once, Shadow was not in the mood for jokes or messing around. So of course, that’d be the time Wicca would grow a sense of humour.
“For the last time, Wicca…” Shadow said, his arms folded tightly, one of his fingers tapping gently against his arm. “…I’m not an idiot.”
