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hilda stress crafts and no you cannot convince me otherwise.

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"Hilda, Hilda, Hilda!" Claude cheering for his best friend.

          ❝   Flattered as I am that you’re cheering for me, Claude...  ❞  A SOFT FLUSH OF EMBARRASSMENT  rises to her cheeks, one hand cupping around the edges of her lips as her voice drops to a near whisper.

        ❝  ...you think you could tone it down a lil’? People can hear you, y’know!  ❞

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TOPAZ IS FUCKING CANON EVERYONE CAN SHUT UP AND GO HOME

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hilda i dont know anything about girl puberty but if ya ever got a pea in your butt........ you can trust me......... ill beat that pea up

       I’m about five seconds from beating  YOU  up, Baltie!!!  Because what the actual  FUCK  are you talking about  ——  ?!

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UPDATES & NEWS!!

       As many of you are aware, I’ve been extremely, uh...OFF the tumblr scene for a while now due to work as well as personal issues. Yes, I’m aware I kinda did so without much warning or notice. For that, I’m terribly sorry! I just had a lot going on and was not feeling good AT ALL about much of anything, including being on any of my blogs. I’m trying to make a comeback now seeing as I’m feeling considerably better, though my blogs are all going on a Semi-Hiatus until a time comes were my work hours either lessen up, or become more manageable in a way that I can be online more.

       For all of you that sent me such lovely messages on Hilda’s birthday and such, it means so much to me  ---  more than words can express!!!  ---  that you guys still took the time and care to send me things, even if I have not gotten around to answering them yet. I still intend to, even if I’m well over a month late...oops. I appreciate and love you guys so much, and I’ve missed you all terribly, even though I’ve been nothing but a mushy pile of rotten radio static for so long now. 

       While birthday asks will remain to be answered, as well as some other choice things on this blog and my others as well...I WILL BE NUKING MY INBOXES ALMOST ENTIRELY!!! This is so that I can get caught up on things and get back into the swing of writing without being overwhelmed with months of unanswered content. As much as I’d love nothing more than to crack down and get everything I’ve had stored up since Christmas time done...I just don’t think I have the time/energy/muse to do quite that much. Like I said, not everything is going, but a lot of things across all my inboxes will be. I’ll likely be reblogging some memes here and there later to get a fresh start, so be on the look out for those! My drafts are remaining, however! I have things I still desperately wish to continue writing with you guys, soooooo...I’m apologizing now for making you guys wait for so damn long. If I reply and you no longer happen to be into our thread, though, please let me know and we can always take something new and run with it or plot something else out instead!!!

       I think that’s everything I needed to cover...so I hope to chat and get back into roleplaying with all of you again real soon! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!

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new theme? NEW THEME!!!!

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Claude, Lorenz, Marianne

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       ❝  Marry Claude, for sure.  ❞  SHE’D CERTAINLY BE  left wanting for naught, and she’d never be bored, either.  ❝  Bed Lorenz…and find Marianne a cozy lil’ cottage somewhere in Goneril territory for her and Dorte.  ❞

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Claude Caspar Marianne

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       ❝  Awww, Caspar’s so sweet  —  how could I not marry him? Ah, hmm…  ❞  SHE’D HONESTLY RATHER NOT  pick between the other two given her remaining options, buuuuuuuuut…  ❝  I’d bed Marianne and find an extra bed or cot for Claude. I couldn’t behead either of them, sooooooo…  ❞

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sb: ruins hilda’s makeup, even if its only an accident

hilda: i hope the makeup demons and chanel haunt you dead and then some

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Cue Claude giving Hilda a "attack" hug from behind. Just wrapping his arms around her while pressing their cheeks together. He has missed her during their time apart.

       ❝  Oof  —  !!  ❞

      THE SUDDEN PRESSURE  of his weight all but barreling into her, arms wrapping tightly around her waist catches her off guard, a sharp squeal slipping through pink rosettes. His cheek  (  more prominently, his damned beard  )  rubbing against hers earns him the softest grumble of protest, along with a silent curse that the stains her makeup is leaving behind haunt him for the rest of the day. Gloved hands slowly shift to rest atop his, giving them a reassuring, welcoming squeeze in turn as a soft sigh causes her shoulder to ease and slump southwards.

       ❝  I wasn’t gone that long, y’know.  ❞  TILTING HER HEAD AWAY  in order to preserve what little of her “second face” remains, she giggles softly.  ❝  There was lots of stuff to be done back home, and you know my brother never lets me go so easily whenever he gets a chance to see me.  ❞  Pausing a brief moment, she smiles.

     ❝  I missed you too, silly. You didn’t get into too much trouble while I was gone, right?   ❞

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wbb: claude, ignatz, marianne

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       ❝  Geez…talk about a rough start!  ❞  Well, one answer is easy  —  not so much the other two.  ❝  I’d marry Claude, and bed Marianne, buuuuuut…  ❞  Goddess above, why does  BEHEAD  have to be the last option?!  ❝  Can’t I just give Ignatz a hug? Maybe a lil’ kiss? How about a pat on the head? That’s so much better than him losing his head!  ❞

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        ❝  Oh dear...  ❞

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Wed, Bed, Behead.

Send my muse three names. You know the rest.

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"i was going to wait until tomorrow, buuuut..." you gently press a small box wrapped in pinks and reds into hilda's hands with a grin. inside are a pair of earrings and a matching necklace. the craftsmanship might not be as high quality as she's used to, but you made them yourself and you think you did a pretty good job matching her tastes! that's got to count for something, right? "happy early birthday, hilda. i hope you like these- they took a lot of tries to get just right."

       THE PROCLAMATION IN ITSELF  is enough to pique her attention, being fully aware of what was to come the following day. A fun, special day  —  her birthday. It’s a day she’s always loved,  (  who didn’t love their own birthday?  ——  )  a day for her to bask in utmost blissful laziness, good wishes, and gifts. Even still, the small box pressed into her hands comes as a bit of a surprise regardless. Long lashes flutter as carmine irises flicker from the box, then to his face and back again.  ❝  Y’know, while gifts are nice and all…you really didn’t have to.  ❞  A bluff, an attempt to hide her clear pleasure of the offering.

       DELICATE FINGERS, GLOVELESS  in her more relaxed state of dress, gently pluck away at ribbons and wrapping  (  careful not to rip anything, of course  ——  )  as a content hum begins to trill along in the back of her throat. Honestly, it doesn’t matter what he gives her. He’s her best friend, someone near and dear to her heart  —  more so than he likely realizes  —  and that in itself was a greater gift than some trinket…not that she’s one to look a gift horse in the mouth either way, of course.

       ❝  Claude…  ❞  THE SIGHT OF THE EARRINGS AND NECKLACE  is a welcome one, one that leaves her speechless for a moment as she lifts the chain of the pendant from its resting place to inspect it closer. She can tell it’s handmade,  —  clumsily so, but crafted with a lot of care  —  and it briefly reminds her of her own earliest made creations.  ❝  Geez, you really went all out for lil’ old me, huh?  ❞  She can’t even begin to imagine how long this must have taken him, though she has a good estimate given his recent absences and how stubbornly he’s been avoiding her as of late. Well, it all adds up now, anyway.

       PULLING THE EARRINGS FROM THEIR PERCH NEXT,  a smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she loops them into place before dangling the necklace out towards him. The mirth in her eyes is unmistakable, though she does have one little demand  (  request, really  ——  )  of him now.  ❝  I love them, but I can’t very well go showing them off if you don’t help me put this on first. Unless you want me to break a nail trying.  ❞  She has to tease him a little,  —  she just can’t help herself  —  even as her cheeks redden slightly, her smile widening in obvious giddiness and amusement alike.

                     ❝  And before you peg me as being “ungrateful”…thank you.  ❞

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        ❝  I love being the Birthday Girl!  ❞  SHE’S QUITE PLEASED  with the gifts that her parents and brother sent...ah, what a good day, indeed.

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two most important days of the year for hilda? her birthday and valentine’s day, obviously.

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goldguile replied to your post:        bad dads get axed.

axe him, hilda.

       you guys are giving me mixed signals...and arguing...so, everything is going as usual, it seems.