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"i heard you are new around here, welcome to this lil dark hole miss---- can I ask for your name? My name is Norton Campbell, some just call me the prospector. A pleasure"

She clutches the letter tightly upon hearing an unfamiliar man's voice. This weird and mysterious letter has led her into this eerie and as the man who calls himself by the name of "Norton Campbell" had said dark mansion.  A Prospector? Pleasure? Is it really a pleasure? To be in a place like this? 

This letter promised that she will find the one she seeks if she came here. A brother who was supposed to have returned from war years ago... Mother was devastated and had the custody of us remaining siblings revoked. Pried from her arms we cried and screamed till our throats were coarse and dry. Sent off to orphanages, each of us adopted into separate households, with no means to find out where everyone was gone. 

"Ah... Hello. I'm Ella Sub- I mean, Everose. It is not my profession but I am an archer. Not that I'm not pleased to meet you as well but are we the only ones here?” 

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a pause ensued as he finished the last bowl along with the chilli without hesitation , placing it down again with a sigh  “  well you will never improve your tolerance if you don’t try to eat anything above your current threshold -   ”

“   as for credible i would say my islands cuisine is more then enough as evidence ,  or do you assume i am a liar ?  ”  eyes narrowing at the latter not really a fan of imposed suggestion. 

She agrees that her tolerance could use some training but Rekka's level... It's just not possible for her. "If I eat anything at your threshold I will die a horrible death..."

"Y-Your entire island eat this?! H-How?! I definitely don't think you are a liar b-but... i-it's really hard to believe!” Her arms swarmed around frantically as panic took over. Grabbing hold on her skirt, her fist clenches tightly, creating distrust among fellow revolutionaries is not an option. 

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TO WHOM DOES YOUR HEART BELONG?

your heart belongs to your lover

you were never loved as much as you deserved growing up. your heart catches fire when you feel the love of another now, and when you return that love you do so with the full force of your soul. to you, love is like air, your lungs are begging for it with every beat of your heart. you are passionate to the end, you embody the bones of your ancestors who were buried together. you are just as loved as you are human.

tagged by: @artisticichor​ ( Thanks for the tag Smol!!!!! <3 <3 )

tagging: @svrt-r​ / @nervionsailor​

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lmao

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the fear that played on her face was quite apparent , if not his duties from the kitchen area where quite infamous to the point of him being banned unless it was simply for his own consumption  “  i think there was only 11 types this time turned rather mild , i think even you could eat it  ”

there was a roll of his eye at the comment  “  spicy food makes you live longer , increases metabolism and boost your immune system i think that weighs heavier than your complains on it  ”

"...You think...turned.. mild... H-Hahaha not happening. My tolerance for normal spicy food is non-existent...” She has never ever heard of such health benefits claims from spicy food. And even if they are true, Rekka's levels are waaaay high up there. No way it is healthy for someone with an average stomach. "And where did you get this information from? Is it really credible?"

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@ever-ose​ ;  Your food is too spicy!!

being two whole bowls into his own meal frankly he couldn’t care less besides most knew better than to eat his food unless they could stand the heat.

“   if you ask me it’s not spicy enough  ” taking a bite into a chili pepper as if it was a side dish to the curry he made.

Being able to smell the curry from at least a metre away, she dares not to take a step closer. Recalling the amount of casualties there were when he first joined and was assigned to kitchen duty, it was a nightmare. 

"Just how many chili peppers did you throw in there already?! Spicy food is bad for your bowels you know..."

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@ever-ose​ said ; “Hello fellow, Green Hoodies buddy!!”

            “—-Hm?” Fellow green hoodies…. buddies…? Shutting down the cigarette on the little trail right beside him, Naib was surprised to hear an unfamiliar femenine voice ringing right behind his back, and it was only natural that before turning around, the mercenary pulled his green hood down out of respect.

He could already hear the scolding of his mother back when he was a little kid, when he was just too shy to stare at his mother´s friends right in the eyes. 

Naib Subedar, you have always been so shy with women !

Memories…

“Ah— The name´s Naib– Naib Subedar” He was quick to reply as he extended a hand for her to shake, his eyes now averting from the unknown young woman in front of him to now her green cloak— It did have a familiar vibe…. He could now understand from where her words came from; “—I can see that now” He nodded in agreement as he raised a hand up to hold his chin as he tilted his head slightly to the side in curiosity; “I believe i haven´t see you around– and I always know who comes to the manor, could it be that you are new here?”

Returning the gesture, her arm reaches out, wrapping her thumb over his in a firm hand shake. Instantly feeling the numerous tough and roughened up calluses on that single hand alone, her eyes widen ever so slightly, the sheer amount of them... He must be a hard worker. How admirable. It would be rather odd and rude not to smile right about now, considering she called out to him first. Further more, it is their first time meeting. 

"Hello, Mr Subedar. Piqued your interest? Hehe, I'm only kidding. As a matter of fact, I arrived to the manor just a couple hours ago. So yes, I am new here. And awfully lost too.."

"Are you perhaps... shorter than me?" She questioned after realising that they are both of similar build. It was rather rare to see someone shorter or even around her height for a guy. 

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘  :  𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐒.

SPARROW.      innocence.   big dreamer. waking up too early.  walking home.   being afraid of meeting new people.   slim hands.   always cold. reading a book under a tree.   the smell of the forest.   missing your home.

EAGLE.       independent.  caring too much for others. sharp looks. walking through the city late at night. the tallest and most spectacular building. iron.  being single and okay in a world that tells you that being single is bad.

SWIFT.      falling in love easily and heavily.   traveler.  the infinity of the bluest sky.   storms.   broken smiles. forgetting people who used to be your beloved ones. feeling out of place. mistrusting people.  a fleeting romance.

CROW.         feeling as if you have seen so much and as if you know a lot.  prejudging.   tight hugs that leave you breathless.   a grey sky. serenity.   intelligence. being left behind. chains. smoke.  the pride of someone wise.  

DOVE.      petals. jealousy.  being tired of living with the same old faces. whispered secrets.   marble.  sundresses.   white clothes. the first sunset of winter.   pride in who you are. learning to get over someone.

SEAGULL.        family.   golden light.  the sea murmuring in your ear.  summer afternoons.   caramel ice cream.  collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures. living breezy and carefree.  swimming in the sunlight.

CANARY.         artistic.   getting excited easily. dancing and singing while you are alone. looking at your friends having fun.  no phone.   being afraid of judgment. spring.   a meaningful gift. the first ray of sunlight.

Tagged by: @serventur​ (Thanks for the tag Smol <3 <3 <3) Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this!!!

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@toughenedcore

I remember the first time I drew Naib, you thought he was Ella

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casto the wise:

         HE WASN’T SURE if it was the pessimistic tone in her words or just his curious nature, but Casto felt the urge to dig deeper into her emotions and pull out a more confident side of her out. If there was one thing he couldn’t get, it was the same one he wished others to achieve.

         ❝ Well, I wouldn’t really expect him to find someone that way. He found me and is still wandering around. ❞ He joked and chuckled. ❝ In any kind of battlefield you should be more confident, one doesn’t win by simply being wimpy and pitiful. ❞

"Well, realistically-speaking. I probably do look wimpy and pathetic huh?” A faint chuckle escaped her. She did not want to impose her emotions onto him, what if the feelings is not mutual and it's becomes a burden for him. However... Still... Casto is right. 

"But I do believe that he is worth the effort. To show that he is loved and can be loved. Even if he does not believe in it himself.” Maybe the next time she sees that fire idiot, she'll boldly give him a hug and tell him how much she missed him and his mischiefs. 

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                   "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐.“ 

                ᴵᶰᵈˑ ˢᵉˡˑ ᴺᵒʳᵗᵒᶰ ᶜᵃᵐᵖᵇᵉˡˡ ; "ᵀʰᵉ ᴾʳᵒˢᵖᵉᶜᵗᵒʳ” ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴵᵈᵉᶰᵗᶤᵗˑʸ ᵛ

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( i-i... apologise, but THANK U SMOL FOR PLAYING WITH ME I WAS LONELY )

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New Pin Drop!!  💙 ✨ 

Will be available for preorder on my Etsy on the 15th!! Please reblog to spread the word~  💙💛

✨ Pin details: ✨ Gold plated hard enamel ✨ 6cm tall ✨ Glitter, screenprint and backstamp details~

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big bro

         TAKEN  ABACK  BY  WORDS  DEEMED  FAR  TOO  KIND,  regarding  him  deserving  of  that  special  bond  when  he  himself  considering  reality  to  be  far  too  contrary  to  such.  There’s  a  weak  chuckle,  a  wide  smile  presented  as  though  to  reassure  her  she  needn’t  worry  about  him.  ❝What  are  you  going  on  about-yoi?  An  old  man  like  myself  isn’t  interested  in  that  sort  of  thing  —  I’ll  just  leave  that  for  you  younger  kids❞

         ❝Hey  now,  I  only  said  I  will  make  their  life  hell  if  they  hurt  you-yoi❞  playful  laughter  softens  into  a  rather  skeptical  smile  at  the  later  part.  ❝Someone  from  the  crew,  huh?  Are  we  talking  about  someone  specific-yoi?❞  he  teases.  ❝I  guess  if  that’s  the  case,  I  would  have  to  make  sure  you  BOTH  know  what  you’re  getting  yourselves  into.❞

There was that chuckle again. Any lady would be lucky to have Marco as a partner. He is always so caring and looks out for others! "You aren't that old! Unlike Pops, you still have hair! Won't it get a little lonely sometimes? I'm sure if you ever find someone, that person will be really happy and lucky!”

Did he catch on? I-I mean... It was a scenario kind of question! He is too sharp for his own good. "S-Specific? H-Haha! I-It was a random question! I don't have a crush on anyone from the crew. N-Nope! There is nothing to worry about since that is NOT the case.” 

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big bro

         A  SOFT  CONFESSION,  his  little  sister  wears  a  smile  but  he’s  not  blinded  to  the  saddened  longing  hidden  underneath  her  statement  —  it  almost  renders  the  phoenix  feeling  quite  guilty  for  teasing  her  so  much,  almost  but  not  quite.  

         Gently  and  affectionately  he  pats  her  head.  ❝Hey  now,  don’t  go  looking  so  helpless  just  yet-yoi  —  you’re  still  young,  I  have  no  doubt  you  will  find  someone  some  day❞  unlike  himself  who  believed  love  simply  had  not  been  for  the  likes  of  him,  his  expression  weakens  momentarily  but  then  he  adds  jokingly.  ❝They’d  be  a  lucky  bastard  but  you  bet  I’mma  make  their  life  a  living  hell  if  they  ever  hurt  you-yoi❞  

The top of her head was easily covered by his hand.  It was quite large but it was soft and reassuring. Even more gentle than usual. Something was a little off. Was it guilt? Or like her, longing for that special connection? "No doubt huh... I wonder. You deserve to find that someone special too, Marco.”

"Having you make their life a living hell does not sound lucky.” She chuckled at the sweet sentiment. "Juuust a quick question. What if.. If I like someone from the crew? Will they live?”