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ICARUS CONWAY
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( oc rp blog , penned by @bunninocturne ! )
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ICARUS CONWAY
sophisticated water elemental ..
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Anya? Gods, I’m so sorry. Are you alright? You didn’t drink anything, did you? Any cuts?
The little bastard.
@metal-mouth-vamp
i'm alright, mortimer. i hardly got a chance to hold the glass, let alone drink any, thanks for that, horologium.
are you okay? you're bleeding a little...
I didn’t even realize. I’ll be alright, sweetheart. He’s got a weak arm.
I’ll fetch you another top, and a few napkins.
i'll be fine, i can fix myself up in a minute, it's nothing more than a ruined sweater afterall; i seriously think you should fix your bleeding up just in case.
..if you insist, I suppose I have no choice.
Someone please throw those dreadful sausages in the garbage.
hah, after i let them marinate all night? tight ship you run here, i see.
I apologize, but they’ve left a sour taste in my mouth. His blood didn’t help.
I need a palette cleanser.
well, there's a $200 merlot on the table that, as long as you stay away from empathy daemons and teenage cultists and assuming vernon hasn't drank it all already, should go down rather smoothly.
A fuckin ‘thank you’ works too, ya old hag.
you'll have a bill for the wine in two weeks.
Better than mort gettin a payment for life insurance.
the wine probably cost more than any life insurance policy on me would payout, so i have the upperhand here.
guys, seriously, that's enough. there's been enough fighting for one night, i think.
Yes, dear.
thank you. i think mortimer is going to have an aneurysm if he has to break up another fight.
Anya? Gods, I’m so sorry. Are you alright? You didn’t drink anything, did you? Any cuts?
The little bastard.
@metal-mouth-vamp
i'm alright, mortimer. i hardly got a chance to hold the glass, let alone drink any, thanks for that, horologium.
are you okay? you're bleeding a little...
I didn’t even realize. I’ll be alright, sweetheart. He’s got a weak arm.
I’ll fetch you another top, and a few napkins.
i'll be fine, i can fix myself up in a minute, it's nothing more than a ruined sweater afterall; i seriously think you should fix your bleeding up just in case.
..if you insist, I suppose I have no choice.
Someone please throw those dreadful sausages in the garbage.
hah, after i let them marinate all night? tight ship you run here, i see.
I apologize, but they’ve left a sour taste in my mouth. His blood didn’t help.
I need a palette cleanser.
well, there's a $200 merlot on the table that, as long as you stay away from empathy daemons and teenage cultists and assuming vernon hasn't drank it all already, should go down rather smoothly.
A fuckin ‘thank you’ works too, ya old hag.
you'll have a bill for the wine in two weeks.
Better than mort gettin a payment for life insurance.
the wine probably cost more than any life insurance policy on me would payout, so i have the upperhand here.
guys, seriously, that's enough. there's been enough fighting for one night, i think.
Well, this is dinner. Thank you all for making an appearance. Are we ready to eat?
Yeah, yeah.
What the hell are we toastin to?
No 😀😀😀 clue!!!
I vote the lovebirds. Kam and Nadine, I mean. Everyone here’s a lovebird except for Vernon and Frank.
…Real kind’a you to mention, bud.
But, if it gets me outta doin’ it, I’m not one’ta complain.
I see.
[Kam feels a gentle nudge from Nadine, who ushers them to their cup.]
[Logi shoots to his feet, smacking Anya’s glass out of her hand.]
@quietintrusion
Don’t drink that!
[ anya flinches, stumbling to her feet and knocking her chair over with the movement as the liquid spills down the front of her sweater. she pauses, her hands held up a little as some of the drink dripped from the tips of her fingers. she huffs, shaking out her hands. ]
lovely. lovely. you make an effort to make amends and get a drink thrown on you in response.
[He shakes his head, glancing around the room.]
There’s somethin goin on. Something’s not right.
[He stumbles over, grabbing the glass and running his finger along the bottom of the glass, hissing as he touches the powdery substance.]
Hey, hotdog boy? You wanna explain?
[ anya narrows her eyes, scoffing and running her palms over the front of her jeans to dry them. ]
look, i get that you're hesitant to be in a room with most of us after everything that happened, i don't necessarily fault you for it, but it gets to a point. i'm sure it's just residue from the drink, there's no need to make a mess and try to start arguments on christmas.
[His head snaps back to her, huffing.]
Get over yourself! This isn’t residue from the drink, dammit!
[He glances around the room.]
Mort. Mort, come on. You’re a smart guy. At least look at this??
…if this is a joke, it isn’t funny.
[He reaches over, taking the glass to examine it.]
This- what?
This is arsenic.
[ anya scoffs, peeking into the glass. ]
there's no way you can figure that out just from looking at it. i'm sure you're mistaken.
[ she glances over to frank, her eyebrows furrowing. ]
right?
I—
It’s—
[Frank’s eyes dart around the room frantically—settling on the wrapped utensils beside his plate. His words trail off, as sweat beats down his face.]
You don’t understand. I needed this to be quick. I—can’t—
[Frank, in desperation, grabs the steak-knife, lunging over the table straightforward into Anya’s direction.]
[Mortimer jolts to his feet, reaching roughly for Franks scruff. He tries his best to shove Frank into the table before he reaches Anya, his breath heaving.]
Enough! Whats the matter with you?!
[Frank is pushed over to the foot of the table, dishes clattering to the floor. Nadine rushes over to Anya’s side during the commotion.]
I have to do this. Why couldn’t you just—
[He attempts to lunge again, using his arms as a boost.]
—make it easy for me!
[Mort hisses as he feels the knife edge bite into his shoulder. He sidesteps another lunge, throwing a sideways punch towards Franks gut.]
What are you talking about??
Put the damn knife down you ungrateful little shit!
[Frank steps back upon impact, clutching his side. His tongue is held—knowing the potential consequences.]
I can’t.
[Logi shifts to stand in front of Icarus, his eyebrows furrowing as he forms a small ward around the two.]
Knew this was a bad idea.
[ icarus instinctively shuffles a little closer to horologium, looking between anya, frank, and mortimer before murmuring unsurely. ]
i mean- are you sure we shouldn't do something?
No. Just.. focusin’ on you. I think mort can handle this.
You okay?
yeah, i- i'm good... the food smells so good, why do these things have to happen all the time, vernon had the right idea.
Well, this is dinner. Thank you all for making an appearance. Are we ready to eat?
Yeah, yeah.
What the hell are we toastin to?
No 😀😀😀 clue!!!
I vote the lovebirds. Kam and Nadine, I mean. Everyone here’s a lovebird except for Vernon and Frank.
…Real kind’a you to mention, bud.
But, if it gets me outta doin’ it, I’m not one’ta complain.
I see.
[Kam feels a gentle nudge from Nadine, who ushers them to their cup.]
[Logi shoots to his feet, smacking Anya’s glass out of her hand.]
@quietintrusion
Don’t drink that!
[ anya flinches, stumbling to her feet and knocking her chair over with the movement as the liquid spills down the front of her sweater. she pauses, her hands held up a little as some of the drink dripped from the tips of her fingers. she huffs, shaking out her hands. ]
lovely. lovely. you make an effort to make amends and get a drink thrown on you in response.
[He shakes his head, glancing around the room.]
There’s somethin goin on. Something’s not right.
[He stumbles over, grabbing the glass and running his finger along the bottom of the glass, hissing as he touches the powdery substance.]
Hey, hotdog boy? You wanna explain?
[ anya narrows her eyes, scoffing and running her palms over the front of her jeans to dry them. ]
look, i get that you're hesitant to be in a room with most of us after everything that happened, i don't necessarily fault you for it, but it gets to a point. i'm sure it's just residue from the drink, there's no need to make a mess and try to start arguments on christmas.
[His head snaps back to her, huffing.]
Get over yourself! This isn’t residue from the drink, dammit!
[He glances around the room.]
Mort. Mort, come on. You’re a smart guy. At least look at this??
…if this is a joke, it isn’t funny.
[He reaches over, taking the glass to examine it.]
This- what?
This is arsenic.
[ anya scoffs, peeking into the glass. ]
there's no way you can figure that out just from looking at it. i'm sure you're mistaken.
[ she glances over to frank, her eyebrows furrowing. ]
right?
I—
It’s—
[Frank’s eyes dart around the room frantically—settling on the wrapped utensils beside his plate. His words trail off, as sweat beats down his face.]
You don’t understand. I needed this to be quick. I—can’t—
[Frank, in desperation, grabs the steak-knife, lunging over the table straightforward into Anya’s direction.]
[Mortimer jolts to his feet, reaching roughly for Franks scruff. He tries his best to shove Frank into the table before he reaches Anya, his breath heaving.]
Enough! Whats the matter with you?!
[Frank is pushed over to the foot of the table, dishes clattering to the floor. Nadine rushes over to Anya’s side during the commotion.]
I have to do this. Why couldn’t you just—
[He attempts to lunge again, using his arms as a boost.]
—make it easy for me!
[Mort hisses as he feels the knife edge bite into his shoulder. He sidesteps another lunge, throwing a sideways punch towards Franks gut.]
What are you talking about??
Put the damn knife down you ungrateful little shit!
[Frank steps back upon impact, clutching his side. His tongue is held—knowing the potential consequences.]
I can’t.
[Logi shifts to stand in front of Icarus, his eyebrows furrowing as he forms a small ward around the two.]
Knew this was a bad idea.
[ icarus instinctively shuffles a little closer to horologium, looking between anya, frank, and mortimer before murmuring unsurely. ]
i mean- are you sure we shouldn't do something?
Welcome all. Please, help yourselves to any desserts. Me and Vernon made far too many. Any gifts can go right under the tree.
@cherry-ier @cuttleflush @freakin-furters @tempestwhisper @rosegold-starclock
Vernon! Come out of your room for once. You wanted to celebrate Christmas, so celebrate.
@hiss-understanding
Anya? The guests are here. How much time left on the turkey?
@quietintrusion
[ icarus, balancing her stack of gifts, peeks her head around, smiling weakly. her hands, visible from underneath the boxes, are covered in bandages. ]
i hope all this wrapping paper is worth the reactions...
i know it's a little early, but i have your secret santa gift...
- 🌊
OMG WAIT REALLY ??? …I’ve lost track of time for the secret Santa already 😭😭
they're matching, i made them myself! budgets a little tight this year with wedding planning...
i thought it was a silly play on words 'cause i'm a water elemental and... you get the idea
THESE ARE SO CUTE ARE YOU KIDDING ME ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ dude. I have to balance this out with my gifts for you and Logi this year.
DON’T PLAY ☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽 that wedding afterparty WILL be perfect. On everything I own.
i'm glad you like it!! i hoped homemade would equal store bought...
i know it's a little early, but i have your secret santa gift...
- 🌊
OMG WAIT REALLY ??? …I’ve lost track of time for the secret Santa already 😭😭
they're matching, i made them myself! budgets a little tight this year with wedding planning...
i thought it was a silly play on words 'cause i'm a water elemental and... you get the idea
Your gift will arrive tomorrow!!
@metal-mouth-vamp
hmm... i'm a little nervous. it's like when my grandfather gave me and my sister too-small clothes as kids because he didn't know what the "new generation" liked...
oh! this is... surprisingly thoughtful.
thank you, mr. winslow. i can't wait to put them all over the house.
Your gift will arrive tomorrow!!
@metal-mouth-vamp
hmm... i'm a little nervous. it's like when my grandfather gave me and my sister too-small clothes as kids because he didn't know what the "new generation" liked...
Die at the age you are now or live forever?
my fiance is already immortal.
i hope this answers the question adequately.
What scents do you wear?
i like fruity smells! blood orange is my favorite scent, but it's really strong, so i usually use more toned-down ones like tangerine. :)
You positive you wanna go ta this thing, babe? I know we’re doing it to.. please Nadine and Kam. But I think they’d get it if we skipped.
@rosegold-starclock
... yeah, i think i'll be okay. i don't want to ruin the christmas cheer anyway.
The Christmas party you and Logi are attending means Anya will be there. Will you be able to handle that after everything?
i... guess we'll see, won't we?
Is it hard for you to invite Nico and Everest to the wedding knowing they’re still part of closeknit?
well... i don't know. it's part of why it took me so long to ask. it's a difficult decision because i know more about them and why they're still there, but it doesn't make it any easier on me when i'm keeping in mind my friends, people who had it way worse than i did there.
GRRRUHG 😡😡😡😡 I’LL GET YOU FOR THIS
Blowing her back out as we speak.
🖕🖕🖕
you have GOT to watch your mouth.
None of these help fuckkkkk….
there's no way you posted this.
Shut up shut up!!!!!!
what on earth could this be in reference to?
…nothing….
uh huh.
i'm embarrassed for you.