Hey, its Wild Magic Anon. Or just Wild for short. I like annoying people.
Blog to reblog shit - @the-wild-reblogger (made since Wild is on a different email than my main, i forgot i had this blog for a while lowkey.. but i dont want this blog to get too crowded)
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@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
God i feel so bad for being inactice so much this blognis in the middle of a rp but bareky breathing </3
Ive honestly jsut been feeling a little demotivated to roleplay, but im fine, itll prolly go away soon since its msotly due to tests n shit plus ive been hanging out with friends alot more
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
I could only imagine how long theyve been here.. not really tho, considering im not even sure how long this establishment has been here, but i can get like.. a vague idea purely on vibes
Heartbreaker returns, another small girl following him. she's being careful with her steps, trying to follow him without getting caught. Heartbreaker's small smile (and attempts not to giggle) made it obvious he knew, he just wanted to see how far she could get.
"as expected. you're truly sneaky." he ruffled her hair. "apologies for the constant distractions, Wild. my daughters like hanging around in this room, and they're not used to me having visitors."
"no, they're mine. our Mod simply gave us children awhile back. i suppose they thought it would be amusing. i dont really do much, considering the brothel's set up to run smoothly without a Widow in case of emergency."
.... eh, guess thats understandable. My mod also technically gave me a "child" some time ago, though afther a recent redesign they got completely gutted. They were repurposed in my story to just be a friend of mine now..
Hm? Fashion? I mean... kind of i guess. I like dressing up, aure, but only on special occasions and when im fucking around. I dont wear anything other than my cloak otherwise, as you can see. The most i will throw on is a pair of pants.
Really? You think im fit for the job? Im actually kind of interested, honestly. I have almsot nothing to do on most of my days unless i decide to tag along with my friends to go somewhere so it woukd be nice to actually do something other than muck around constantly.
"as long as you're okay with working at night, then sure! we have a lot of places you could participate in, if you'd like." his horn-wings flapped in whimsy.
"let's go then! we've got a few on the way to her area." he stood up, tail wagging. his daughter has climbed onto his back, holding on by her little claws.
they came across a decorated door, blue with foam/sheashell like decorations, the plate above the doorknob reading 'Sea-Cast Idol'. HB knocked on the door with the back of his hand, waiting for someone to answer.
"come in, come in! i was working on something, so there may be a bit of a mess.." she moves away from the door, heading back in to pick up some of the fabrics splayed across the room. Heartbreaker follows her, assisting with the bigger ones that are harder for her to lift.
also splayed on the floor (which the two were avoiding) were many pinned strips of fabric, and some tools to sew them together. "so! what're you here for, mister big-hat?" the idol asked, glancing back at him.
she took his measurements, constantly moving around him. however, for higher measurements, she has to split into a slightly bigger, whale-themed.. herself, so one can stand on her shoulders and still get the measurements instead of just getting a stool or making him lean down.
Okay, yeah, tall for your AGE and SPECIES. But compared to the average person, you kinda are. Not to say its bad, being short does have advantages still. I would know, i was 5 feet at some point.
"yeah, but humans are like bugs! you see them almost anywhere! if we were set in a Catharunsus Village i bet you'd have different words there!" she taps her scissors in the direction of his nose. her soft little ears have pinned back and nose bridge scrunched up, almost like when cats start fighting.
"yeah, but now we gotta cut all the fabrics n' sew em together." she says, heading to her piles of fabric to write down his measurements in a book she had near.
she has a whole cat tree in one corner, big enough that a lion or something would be climbing it, NOT a house cat. she had many seal plushies on her bed and shelves aswell. and a lot of them are also blue.
"joyous." she pulls out a fabric roll, almost falling over herself in doing so. she drags it over to the pile before rolling it out and using her previously cut fabric strips as references for shape, chalking the lines down like a outline with the size difference.
[Wild crouched down, tempted to pet Cupid in his cat form, but decided against it. Instead, he decided to look what he has in cloaks pocket while Seacast Idol cut the fabric.]
Man, i really needy to throw some thing out of here...
[Wild then proceeded to pull out an entire battle axe out of it, before putting it back in without another word]
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
I could only imagine how long theyve been here.. not really tho, considering im not even sure how long this establishment has been here, but i can get like.. a vague idea purely on vibes
Heartbreaker returns, another small girl following him. she's being careful with her steps, trying to follow him without getting caught. Heartbreaker's small smile (and attempts not to giggle) made it obvious he knew, he just wanted to see how far she could get.
"as expected. you're truly sneaky." he ruffled her hair. "apologies for the constant distractions, Wild. my daughters like hanging around in this room, and they're not used to me having visitors."
"no, they're mine. our Mod simply gave us children awhile back. i suppose they thought it would be amusing. i dont really do much, considering the brothel's set up to run smoothly without a Widow in case of emergency."
.... eh, guess thats understandable. My mod also technically gave me a "child" some time ago, though afther a recent redesign they got completely gutted. They were repurposed in my story to just be a friend of mine now..
Hm? Fashion? I mean... kind of i guess. I like dressing up, aure, but only on special occasions and when im fucking around. I dont wear anything other than my cloak otherwise, as you can see. The most i will throw on is a pair of pants.
Really? You think im fit for the job? Im actually kind of interested, honestly. I have almsot nothing to do on most of my days unless i decide to tag along with my friends to go somewhere so it woukd be nice to actually do something other than muck around constantly.
"as long as you're okay with working at night, then sure! we have a lot of places you could participate in, if you'd like." his horn-wings flapped in whimsy.
"let's go then! we've got a few on the way to her area." he stood up, tail wagging. his daughter has climbed onto his back, holding on by her little claws.
they came across a decorated door, blue with foam/sheashell like decorations, the plate above the doorknob reading 'Sea-Cast Idol'. HB knocked on the door with the back of his hand, waiting for someone to answer.
"come in, come in! i was working on something, so there may be a bit of a mess.." she moves away from the door, heading back in to pick up some of the fabrics splayed across the room. Heartbreaker follows her, assisting with the bigger ones that are harder for her to lift.
also splayed on the floor (which the two were avoiding) were many pinned strips of fabric, and some tools to sew them together. "so! what're you here for, mister big-hat?" the idol asked, glancing back at him.
she took his measurements, constantly moving around him. however, for higher measurements, she has to split into a slightly bigger, whale-themed.. herself, so one can stand on her shoulders and still get the measurements instead of just getting a stool or making him lean down.
Okay, yeah, tall for your AGE and SPECIES. But compared to the average person, you kinda are. Not to say its bad, being short does have advantages still. I would know, i was 5 feet at some point.
"yeah, but humans are like bugs! you see them almost anywhere! if we were set in a Catharunsus Village i bet you'd have different words there!" she taps her scissors in the direction of his nose. her soft little ears have pinned back and nose bridge scrunched up, almost like when cats start fighting.
"yeah, but now we gotta cut all the fabrics n' sew em together." she says, heading to her piles of fabric to write down his measurements in a book she had near.
she has a whole cat tree in one corner, big enough that a lion or something would be climbing it, NOT a house cat. she had many seal plushies on her bed and shelves aswell. and a lot of them are also blue.
"joyous." she pulls out a fabric roll, almost falling over herself in doing so. she drags it over to the pile before rolling it out and using her previously cut fabric strips as references for shape, chalking the lines down like a outline with the size difference.
[Wild crouched down, tempted to pet Cupid in his cat form, but decided against it. Instead, he decided to look what he has in cloaks pocket while Seacast Idol cut the fabric.]
Man, i really needy to throw some thing out of here...
[Wild then proceeded to pull out an entire battle axe out of it, before putting it back in without another word]
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
I could only imagine how long theyve been here.. not really tho, considering im not even sure how long this establishment has been here, but i can get like.. a vague idea purely on vibes
Heartbreaker returns, another small girl following him. she's being careful with her steps, trying to follow him without getting caught. Heartbreaker's small smile (and attempts not to giggle) made it obvious he knew, he just wanted to see how far she could get.
"as expected. you're truly sneaky." he ruffled her hair. "apologies for the constant distractions, Wild. my daughters like hanging around in this room, and they're not used to me having visitors."
"no, they're mine. our Mod simply gave us children awhile back. i suppose they thought it would be amusing. i dont really do much, considering the brothel's set up to run smoothly without a Widow in case of emergency."
.... eh, guess thats understandable. My mod also technically gave me a "child" some time ago, though afther a recent redesign they got completely gutted. They were repurposed in my story to just be a friend of mine now..
Hm? Fashion? I mean... kind of i guess. I like dressing up, aure, but only on special occasions and when im fucking around. I dont wear anything other than my cloak otherwise, as you can see. The most i will throw on is a pair of pants.
Really? You think im fit for the job? Im actually kind of interested, honestly. I have almsot nothing to do on most of my days unless i decide to tag along with my friends to go somewhere so it woukd be nice to actually do something other than muck around constantly.
"as long as you're okay with working at night, then sure! we have a lot of places you could participate in, if you'd like." his horn-wings flapped in whimsy.
"let's go then! we've got a few on the way to her area." he stood up, tail wagging. his daughter has climbed onto his back, holding on by her little claws.
they came across a decorated door, blue with foam/sheashell like decorations, the plate above the doorknob reading 'Sea-Cast Idol'. HB knocked on the door with the back of his hand, waiting for someone to answer.
"come in, come in! i was working on something, so there may be a bit of a mess.." she moves away from the door, heading back in to pick up some of the fabrics splayed across the room. Heartbreaker follows her, assisting with the bigger ones that are harder for her to lift.
also splayed on the floor (which the two were avoiding) were many pinned strips of fabric, and some tools to sew them together. "so! what're you here for, mister big-hat?" the idol asked, glancing back at him.
she took his measurements, constantly moving around him. however, for higher measurements, she has to split into a slightly bigger, whale-themed.. herself, so one can stand on her shoulders and still get the measurements instead of just getting a stool or making him lean down.
Okay, yeah, tall for your AGE and SPECIES. But compared to the average person, you kinda are. Not to say its bad, being short does have advantages still. I would know, i was 5 feet at some point.
"yeah, but humans are like bugs! you see them almost anywhere! if we were set in a Catharunsus Village i bet you'd have different words there!" she taps her scissors in the direction of his nose. her soft little ears have pinned back and nose bridge scrunched up, almost like when cats start fighting.
"yeah, but now we gotta cut all the fabrics n' sew em together." she says, heading to her piles of fabric to write down his measurements in a book she had near.
she has a whole cat tree in one corner, big enough that a lion or something would be climbing it, NOT a house cat. she had many seal plushies on her bed and shelves aswell. and a lot of them are also blue.
"joyous." she pulls out a fabric roll, almost falling over herself in doing so. she drags it over to the pile before rolling it out and using her previously cut fabric strips as references for shape, chalking the lines down like a outline with the size difference.
[Wild crouched down, tempted to pet Cupid in his cat form, but decided against it. Instead, he decided to look what he has in cloaks pocket while Seacast Idol cut the fabric.]
Man, i really needy to throw some thing out of here...
[Wild then proceeded to pull out an entire battle axe out of it, before putting it back in without another word]
rb with your name, orientations and gender, preferred pronouns, optionally some struggles or joy being LGBTQ has brought you, and some comfort/affirmations or whatever for the person before and after you!!!! why is this so detailed bruh. and tag peeps ig??
Hai! I'm Nyxon
I am transgender FTM, asexual, and omniromantic!
My preferred pronouns are he/they!
Being LGBTQ makes me happy. Despite being cloested, it makes me feel like what I am actually makes sense and I'm not just some weird ahh guy. I used to be a girl who was angry a lot of the time for no reason, which is ironic ngl
I am [sexuality has not been unlocked], asexual, and nonbinary!
My preferred pronouns are They/Them. :)
I have a bunch of friends in the LGBTQ+ society...*stares*
Person before me: *deep breath* GET GENDER-AFFIRMED NYXON! HOW HE/HIM OF YOU! THEIR SO AWESOME GUYS LOOK HE/THEY HE/THEY HE/THEY BOY BOY BOY! AHHH THEY ARE SO ACCEPTED AND SCRUMPTIOUS WOWZA! EVERYONE LOVES THEM THEM THEM RIGHT???? (I am. So sorry if this is overboard. ^^' You can burn me at the stake if you want.)
Person after me: You're so cool and amazing and I think you deserve everything you put your little LGBTQ+ friendly heart to. :)
Happy pride month everyone! Have a very safe month because I am going to run over all the homophobe-shaped speed bumps as a treat! :3c
@sacabambaspis-offical @ashelf66 @confused-cookie-blog @toaster-waffle-offical @bacone-official @britishtea-again @unlabelled-offical @genderqueer-offical + anyone else who wants to join! Yay! This was fun! ^^
hey, i'm genderqueer. (no real name yet... so nicknames are very welcome)
i am genderfluid, aegosexual, and abroromantic!
[id: i am genderfluid, aegosexual, and abroromantic!]
my preferred pronouns depend on the day or situation... but i use she/her and he/him separately, or sometimes interchangeably. currently i think i'm going by he/him right now...
being queer is a very mixed experience for me. romantically, i absolutely love that i am able to feel attraction towards the beauty of every gender (albeit, sometimes at different times), however, for sexual and gender orientations, it can make me quite frustrated. because i'm afab, my gender dysphoria can be insane when i'd rather be male, which makes it irritatingly hard to be alone with my thoughts. secondly, the only reason i'm aegosexual (asexual) is due to the fact that i am not amab. when i'm feeling more male, i have a tendency to fantasize (not going to say it explicitly, but you know what i mean) and have it immediately tamped down because i don't have an amab body. it can get really fucking annoying.
person before me: hey pen, thanks for tagging me! you seem really cool and i'm very grateful that you're running over all the negativity :) have a safe and happy pride month!
person after me: though i haven't read your post, all of you experiences are valid. if you aren't already, you are going to be okay, things are going to work out, and everything you've done will very soon pay off. thank you so much for reblogging this post and sharing part of your life with us! have an absolutely gorgeous day, and an even better pride month <3
𖤓 » Hello, I am Roxie/Blossom/Storm — I am aroace, demigirl/nonbinary, and a neoprououns user. I go by She/they/flower/rose/nyx/rot/angel but I am fine with any/all pronouns.
At first when I started out as queer was a long while ago, I don't remember when but it was a long while ago, that is for sure. I started out as bisexual but then I kept changing what I am since I didn't know what the right flags for me were yet — it was mostly fine at first through. When I got to middle school in 6 grade, I found a friend group that were all in the lgbtq+ community, it was good but as soon as I get to 8 grade (I didn't go to 7 grade since I would let school after 5 years or something) and I couldn't speak to my friends since they were 7 grade, we grow apart then and I had no one again.
𖤓 » When I got my new friends, the bullying started since I was " weird " and " a freak " with being friends with them and being in the lgbtq+ community. That wasn't a great time at all, I did feel left out by my friends overtime . . . that isn't important but as soon as I got to high school, it got better and I didn't get hated for being in the community since most to all in the past mutated and it was more accepted. Even two of my old bully's apologize to me!!
It been good now and I finally know who I am now, having friends that feel like they really care about me online and almost all apart of the community helped me feel more welcomed. I am glad I met my online friends, they seemed to really care for me unlike my irl ones were to me overtime.
Hello! I am Gaze, but also go by Butter, Solvestor and Zigmas sometimes
Im pansexual, and i am transmasc (maybe also nonbinary? Not sure yet)
My pronouns are he/they/it
Being part of the lgbt community has been really mixed for me tbh. On one hand, i get to express who i truely believe i am as a person and find people like me. Būt on the other hand it has also made me hide alot. Alot of people around me are transphobic/homophobic, including my mother. Im scared thst if she ever finds out she would do something to me. Some people already know im pansexual, but barely anyone knows im trans irl. I want to tell my brothers but im just too scared to.
Person before me: those old friends were such assholes for calling you thst tbh. They themsekves are the weirdos for picking on you just cuz you were different. Glad you were abled to find better people around you!!!
Person afther me: stay strong person!!! No matter what happens, you will always be valid, no matter what the bad people might say.
i was the first one i feel so honored. anyways my favorite drink has got to be arnold palmers. my comfort food is probably shrimp alphredo or some chud ass thing like honey
Arizona watermelon juice…. 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 and sesame noodles. My mom makes them all the time and when we went back to her hometown in china they had it everywhere. Genuinely so good I exploded
My comfort food is boiled sausages with ketchup.... espiacally if theyre cut up into tiny bite sized pieces... idk why they just taste good and remind me of when i had just gone into 5th grade...
𖤓 » Fun Fact : Two dream entities named Okanu and Nyx that are unseen on @seeds-of-envy-anons accidentally killed a God of time yesterday from both of them being bored and trying to do something :3
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O oh??? I. Okay???? How does ine kill a god from boredom jeez
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
I could only imagine how long theyve been here.. not really tho, considering im not even sure how long this establishment has been here, but i can get like.. a vague idea purely on vibes
Heartbreaker returns, another small girl following him. she's being careful with her steps, trying to follow him without getting caught. Heartbreaker's small smile (and attempts not to giggle) made it obvious he knew, he just wanted to see how far she could get.
"as expected. you're truly sneaky." he ruffled her hair. "apologies for the constant distractions, Wild. my daughters like hanging around in this room, and they're not used to me having visitors."
"no, they're mine. our Mod simply gave us children awhile back. i suppose they thought it would be amusing. i dont really do much, considering the brothel's set up to run smoothly without a Widow in case of emergency."
.... eh, guess thats understandable. My mod also technically gave me a "child" some time ago, though afther a recent redesign they got completely gutted. They were repurposed in my story to just be a friend of mine now..
Hm? Fashion? I mean... kind of i guess. I like dressing up, aure, but only on special occasions and when im fucking around. I dont wear anything other than my cloak otherwise, as you can see. The most i will throw on is a pair of pants.
Really? You think im fit for the job? Im actually kind of interested, honestly. I have almsot nothing to do on most of my days unless i decide to tag along with my friends to go somewhere so it woukd be nice to actually do something other than muck around constantly.
"as long as you're okay with working at night, then sure! we have a lot of places you could participate in, if you'd like." his horn-wings flapped in whimsy.
"let's go then! we've got a few on the way to her area." he stood up, tail wagging. his daughter has climbed onto his back, holding on by her little claws.
they came across a decorated door, blue with foam/sheashell like decorations, the plate above the doorknob reading 'Sea-Cast Idol'. HB knocked on the door with the back of his hand, waiting for someone to answer.
"come in, come in! i was working on something, so there may be a bit of a mess.." she moves away from the door, heading back in to pick up some of the fabrics splayed across the room. Heartbreaker follows her, assisting with the bigger ones that are harder for her to lift.
also splayed on the floor (which the two were avoiding) were many pinned strips of fabric, and some tools to sew them together. "so! what're you here for, mister big-hat?" the idol asked, glancing back at him.
she took his measurements, constantly moving around him. however, for higher measurements, she has to split into a slightly bigger, whale-themed.. herself, so one can stand on her shoulders and still get the measurements instead of just getting a stool or making him lean down.
Okay, yeah, tall for your AGE and SPECIES. But compared to the average person, you kinda are. Not to say its bad, being short does have advantages still. I would know, i was 5 feet at some point.
"yeah, but humans are like bugs! you see them almost anywhere! if we were set in a Catharunsus Village i bet you'd have different words there!" she taps her scissors in the direction of his nose. her soft little ears have pinned back and nose bridge scrunched up, almost like when cats start fighting.
"yeah, but now we gotta cut all the fabrics n' sew em together." she says, heading to her piles of fabric to write down his measurements in a book she had near.
she has a whole cat tree in one corner, big enough that a lion or something would be climbing it, NOT a house cat. she had many seal plushies on her bed and shelves aswell. and a lot of them are also blue.
"joyous." she pulls out a fabric roll, almost falling over herself in doing so. she drags it over to the pile before rolling it out and using her previously cut fabric strips as references for shape, chalking the lines down like a outline with the size difference.
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@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
I could only imagine how long theyve been here.. not really tho, considering im not even sure how long this establishment has been here, but i can get like.. a vague idea purely on vibes
Heartbreaker returns, another small girl following him. she's being careful with her steps, trying to follow him without getting caught. Heartbreaker's small smile (and attempts not to giggle) made it obvious he knew, he just wanted to see how far she could get.
"as expected. you're truly sneaky." he ruffled her hair. "apologies for the constant distractions, Wild. my daughters like hanging around in this room, and they're not used to me having visitors."
"no, they're mine. our Mod simply gave us children awhile back. i suppose they thought it would be amusing. i dont really do much, considering the brothel's set up to run smoothly without a Widow in case of emergency."
.... eh, guess thats understandable. My mod also technically gave me a "child" some time ago, though afther a recent redesign they got completely gutted. They were repurposed in my story to just be a friend of mine now..
Hm? Fashion? I mean... kind of i guess. I like dressing up, aure, but only on special occasions and when im fucking around. I dont wear anything other than my cloak otherwise, as you can see. The most i will throw on is a pair of pants.
Really? You think im fit for the job? Im actually kind of interested, honestly. I have almsot nothing to do on most of my days unless i decide to tag along with my friends to go somewhere so it woukd be nice to actually do something other than muck around constantly.
"as long as you're okay with working at night, then sure! we have a lot of places you could participate in, if you'd like." his horn-wings flapped in whimsy.
"let's go then! we've got a few on the way to her area." he stood up, tail wagging. his daughter has climbed onto his back, holding on by her little claws.
they came across a decorated door, blue with foam/sheashell like decorations, the plate above the doorknob reading 'Sea-Cast Idol'. HB knocked on the door with the back of his hand, waiting for someone to answer.
"come in, come in! i was working on something, so there may be a bit of a mess.." she moves away from the door, heading back in to pick up some of the fabrics splayed across the room. Heartbreaker follows her, assisting with the bigger ones that are harder for her to lift.
also splayed on the floor (which the two were avoiding) were many pinned strips of fabric, and some tools to sew them together. "so! what're you here for, mister big-hat?" the idol asked, glancing back at him.
she took his measurements, constantly moving around him. however, for higher measurements, she has to split into a slightly bigger, whale-themed.. herself, so one can stand on her shoulders and still get the measurements instead of just getting a stool or making him lean down.
Okay, yeah, tall for your AGE and SPECIES. But compared to the average person, you kinda are. Not to say its bad, being short does have advantages still. I would know, i was 5 feet at some point.
"yeah, but humans are like bugs! you see them almost anywhere! if we were set in a Catharunsus Village i bet you'd have different words there!" she taps her scissors in the direction of his nose. her soft little ears have pinned back and nose bridge scrunched up, almost like when cats start fighting.
"yeah, but now we gotta cut all the fabrics n' sew em together." she says, heading to her piles of fabric to write down his measurements in a book she had near.
she has a whole cat tree in one corner, big enough that a lion or something would be climbing it, NOT a house cat. she had many seal plushies on her bed and shelves aswell. and a lot of them are also blue.
"joyous." she pulls out a fabric roll, almost falling over herself in doing so. she drags it over to the pile before rolling it out and using her previously cut fabric strips as references for shape, chalking the lines down like a outline with the size difference.
@lustandloveseekers //
"i feel i should also specify that the girl that came in here does not work here. she's simply Heartbreaker's relative." Dealmaker adds.
I could only imagine how long theyve been here.. not really tho, considering im not even sure how long this establishment has been here, but i can get like.. a vague idea purely on vibes
Heartbreaker returns, another small girl following him. she's being careful with her steps, trying to follow him without getting caught. Heartbreaker's small smile (and attempts not to giggle) made it obvious he knew, he just wanted to see how far she could get.
"as expected. you're truly sneaky." he ruffled her hair. "apologies for the constant distractions, Wild. my daughters like hanging around in this room, and they're not used to me having visitors."
"no, they're mine. our Mod simply gave us children awhile back. i suppose they thought it would be amusing. i dont really do much, considering the brothel's set up to run smoothly without a Widow in case of emergency."
.... eh, guess thats understandable. My mod also technically gave me a "child" some time ago, though afther a recent redesign they got completely gutted. They were repurposed in my story to just be a friend of mine now..
Hm? Fashion? I mean... kind of i guess. I like dressing up, aure, but only on special occasions and when im fucking around. I dont wear anything other than my cloak otherwise, as you can see. The most i will throw on is a pair of pants.
Really? You think im fit for the job? Im actually kind of interested, honestly. I have almsot nothing to do on most of my days unless i decide to tag along with my friends to go somewhere so it woukd be nice to actually do something other than muck around constantly.
"as long as you're okay with working at night, then sure! we have a lot of places you could participate in, if you'd like." his horn-wings flapped in whimsy.
"let's go then! we've got a few on the way to her area." he stood up, tail wagging. his daughter has climbed onto his back, holding on by her little claws.
they came across a decorated door, blue with foam/sheashell like decorations, the plate above the doorknob reading 'Sea-Cast Idol'. HB knocked on the door with the back of his hand, waiting for someone to answer.
"come in, come in! i was working on something, so there may be a bit of a mess.." she moves away from the door, heading back in to pick up some of the fabrics splayed across the room. Heartbreaker follows her, assisting with the bigger ones that are harder for her to lift.
also splayed on the floor (which the two were avoiding) were many pinned strips of fabric, and some tools to sew them together. "so! what're you here for, mister big-hat?" the idol asked, glancing back at him.
she took his measurements, constantly moving around him. however, for higher measurements, she has to split into a slightly bigger, whale-themed.. herself, so one can stand on her shoulders and still get the measurements instead of just getting a stool or making him lean down.
Okay, yeah, tall for your AGE and SPECIES. But compared to the average person, you kinda are. Not to say its bad, being short does have advantages still. I would know, i was 5 feet at some point.
"yeah, but humans are like bugs! you see them almost anywhere! if we were set in a Catharunsus Village i bet you'd have different words there!" she taps her scissors in the direction of his nose. her soft little ears have pinned back and nose bridge scrunched up, almost like when cats start fighting.
"yeah, but now we gotta cut all the fabrics n' sew em together." she says, heading to her piles of fabric to write down his measurements in a book she had near.
she has a whole cat tree in one corner, big enough that a lion or something would be climbing it, NOT a house cat. she had many seal plushies on her bed and shelves aswell. and a lot of them are also blue.
"joyous." she pulls out a fabric roll, almost falling over herself in doing so. she drags it over to the pile before rolling it out and using her previously cut fabric strips as references for shape, chalking the lines down like a outline with the size difference.