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hi guys! i haven’t been super active lately but i also think that has to do with a lack of plots on my part (aside from some things with a few angels <3) but i wanted to make this post for a CONNECTION CALL ! under the cut are a few things i’d really like to do <3 

best friend: literally i just want faline to have really good friends and be happy and talk to people so if you wanna hmu with any of that non-complicated shit??? i’d be so happy 

ex-girl/boyfriend: no way my bby was single for long -- this could end in either them being on good terms, awkward terms or just plain bad terms. 

one-sided crush: she is a HUGE romantic and no doubt she would have crushes on people -- but also people having crushes on her whilst she’s super oblivious is also good! 

“not my baby sitter”: with the younger characters -- i really wanna bring out faline’s motherly side! because she’s a lot more calm and collected and ‘wise’ when she feels protective of other people. 

i like you why don’t you like me?: faline trying to befriend someone who simply does not want to cooperate so whilst she doesnt go SUPER out of her way to make them like her -- she’s definitely upset over that. 

these are just some but i really wanna plot connections! so if anyone has any ideas (in their plot call) that’s also super duper okay <3 just like this post / send me an im and i’ll hop right to u

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SHOCK!

Lock had always been the most IN YOUR FACE of the Selick siblings– to the countless complaints of Shock herself. And while it had earned him defacto leadership, it had also cost him a lot of his reputation ( and a handful of misdemeanors ). Where Lock was bold and noticed, Shock hung back, at the lip of the shadows, watching mayhem unfold from what she deemed as the appropriate distance.

Which is, conveniently, what she was doing now– an unsuspecting passerby was just turning the corner off of main, towards the seedier streets of New Holland, and directly into her afternoon trap. It was a lazier trick than she usually played; inspired by boredom as opposed to vindication or mania– but all the same, watching said victim trip the wire run along the edge of an uneven slab of sidewalk ( “conveniently” hidden by leaves ) and trigger an ever-classic hanging bucket of plastic– but incredibly sticky and realistic-enough– spiders was the perfect amount of satisfying for her Saturday afternoon. 

From where she leaned sloppily against a bike rack across the street, Shock snickered her triumph– but what she hadn’t counted on was being spotted. Without really knowing how, Shock’s eyes locked with the person’s across the street, and she quickly lifted a hand to shield her face, biting the inside of her cheeks to will away her smile. 

it wasn’t the spiders that pulled the scream right from her lips     (she lived in the woods, bugs as far as she knew were completely fine unless you bothered them)      it was the shock     --     her heart raced against her chest and it took about a minute for faline to fully process what exactly had just gone on. but with the bucket of spiders laying at her feet and their lack of movement, it was clear as day. truth be told, the brunette didn’t know whether she wanted to cry or laugh     (not a happy laugh but an awkward and uncomfortable one.)     unfortunately, the former won that prize and the smallest bubble of tears began to pool in her eyes with a bottom lip starting to tremble.      who could’ve done such a nasty thing?     she’d been walking along, minding her own business and then BAM!  what if the bucket had fallen on her head instead?

eyes scanned the perimeter and only until she locked eyes with another did the tear finally flow down her cheek     --      but that was that. bottom lip still trembling as she noticed the young woman shield her face away there was only one thing faline could and would do     --     walk over. now, she wasn’t particularly good on confrontation. heck, it took her hell of a lot of effort to even be annoyed at anyone! she certainly wasn’t annoyed now, just hurt and shocked that someone could’ve done that in such a public place. so many things could’ve happened to so many people and thankfully it had happened to her who wasn’t a big arachnophobe. so she walked over, arms limp at her side and eyes still slightly red from the tears.     

«     that wasn’t very nice at all.     »  she said, loud enough for the young woman to hear as the scowl still plastered itself on her lips. but now she wasn’t crying     --     simply sad that this had to have happened on that day     (because she was sure as heck going to think about this later on.)     «      so many things could’ve happened you know... what if that was a child instead of me? or the bucket had fallen? you really oughta be considering these things...     »  tone soft but still sad, eye contact had yet to be broken and frankly, faline had never been scared of speaking her mind when it came to things like this. 

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PEGGY!

“Ahem,” Peggy looked down at the book that had just been placed on the shelf. Slowly, they pulled it out of its spot on the shelf and moved it to a new spot only three books down from its original place. “I read somewhere once that the apocalypse would start with even the smallest little bits of disorganization and then suddenly just like that…utter chaos.” Peggy nodded their head and gave a small smile. “We don’t want to be responsible for that beginning in our library do we?”

slightly embarrassed by having been caught doing that, faline couldn’t help the awkward chuckle that pushed passed her lips as she played with her fingers     --     truth be told, she wasn’t a big reader, hadn’t been one since her childhood. her attention span simply wouldn’t focus on one thing for long spans of time! so coming to the library for the first time was a whole new experience and it definitely looked like she wasn’t doing it right.  «     i’m really sorry... i completely thought that that’s where i got it from.     » she pouted, feeling even worse after coming up with such a lame excuse! 

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TOULOUSE!

Toulouse quirked his brows, taking the flower and sucking on the stem, “Holy shit. Okay. Yeah…this is crazy,” eyes looked over the flower, once, twice, three times. “Wow. Nature, it’s amazing. Sad to think we’re destroying it as a society.”

«     well     --     that’s why it’s kind’ve our job to help the environment, right?     »  the thought had never occurred to faline. she loved the woods, and would’ve hate to see anything happen to it but immediate action was never taken on her part. a small frown curled against her lips as she looked down to the ground, guilt rushing over her.  «     huh...     »

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TINKA!

Most of the time, Tinka hesitated in situations like these– a new person, a stupid idea. But even though she didn’t know Faline, she knew what Faline was giving her; she’d learned about it in an intro botany class, which she’d taken for fun last semester. Tink had pressed a lot of flowers for Peter one year for his birthday, and since then it gave her nostalgia to do things like pick them or draw them. She’d done it a few times in his absence. So she smiled a tightlipped smile at the extension– the outcome of being naturally uncomfortable in a situation, and relatively unpointed at Faline herself– before Tink accepted the flower with careful fingers, bringing it to her pursed lips and sucking at the nectar. She turned her eyes onto Faline’s expectant face as she did so, and, even after she was done, kept the flower at her lips and arced an eyebrow to say, “what ? ” 

faline didn’t particularly know tinka     --     so in all ways, it seemed odd to be offering a perfectly fresh flower over to a person she barely knew. but there was something nice about the day and sweet about the nectar that she felt morally obliged to be offering it to people!  «     doesn’t it taste nice.     »  she chirped, popping another one in between her lips that she simply let hang from the corner of her mouth.  «     i wish you could take in more at a time but that wouldn’t work...     these flowers are much to small and the one other my mother showed me we could eat that tasted just as nice is only in bloom a certain time of the year!     »  spring. was it spring? early summer maybe but the times with her mother never fit a particular time frame       --     she didn’t like to think of it like a count down. her smile faltered slightly at the thought but delicate fingers went to pick more of the bright red off of the bushes as she organised them slowly into a bouquet in her palm.  «    whatdy’a really think of them though?     »

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WENDY!

( °. WHEN THE GIRL returned the compliment, wendy’s cheeks turned red ever so slightly and she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear as she smiled brightly. “ oh, well… thanks ! that’s so sweet of you to say. “, she thanked the other, nodding once, gratefully. reaching for the flower, wendy was determined to try something new. “ oh what the heck. “, the brunette smirked as she popped the flower in her mouth, only to widen her eyes and look back at the girl. “ am i… am i allowed to… eat it whole ? “.  

there was something about the way the brunette just...     popped the other flower in her mouth that simply cracked faline up. her whole body became a convulsion of laughter as if it was the most obvious thing in the world that you weren’t supposed to eat the whole thing!  «     y-you’ll be fine!     »  she managed to cough out before resuming her fits of giggles  «     i mean, you’re supposed to suck the stem of the flower...     not eat all of it! but don’t worry, i think you’re just fine, but you wanna try it again?     »  and still with a chuckle pushed past her lips, faline grabbed one of the little flowers she’d been holding and passed it to her with the tip out and the petals towards her palm.

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ARIEL!

“ you mean…we weren’t already girlfriends, ” ariel gasped as a hand fell dramatically to her heart, a light fit of giggles quickly following her poor acting skills. “ i thought we had something…special. ” she took another bag with glee, unwrapping a chocolate she’d found stashed between some other goodies in the bag she’d untied. popping it into her mouth, she sighed in bliss. “ this is why you’re my favorite. and it tastes so much better when it’s heart shaped, doesn’t it? ”

«     i mean.... i - i didn’t know you felt that way about me too...     »  she said in faux-shyness, hands coming to her chest before the wildest smile curled against her cheeks and an arm was hooked around her red-head friend’s.  «     we have the most special relationship, i just wanted the extra validation!     »  eyes trailed the unraveled chocolate that quickly made its way over to the other’s lips and     (if it was possible)     her smile grew even wider.  «     i think everything tastes a little better when you’ve got a little extra love in it      --      speaking of that, is someone special taking you out?    »

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i have a shit ton of readings for a class tomorrow so i’m gonna prioritise that before doing any of the owed starters + replies here! which will be in a few hours cause i’m gonna give up they only gave us 3 days to read 100+ pages and my heart can’t handle this </3

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ANDY!

“Ninjas are secretly cowboys that decided they wanted to be anonymous, honest. Why do you think they throw those star things so quickly? All those Mexican standoffs prepared them for it,” he said with a serious tone. Hands twirling the cowboy hat in front of him, marveling at its bright brown and red color. “Do you think cowboys ever look up to the sky and wish they were astronauts?” Andy asked wistfully. 

as confused as she was, somehow this made all made sense to poor faline who almost failed to follow what exactly he was talking about. that was as obvious on her face as the slow     (yet still puzzled)     smile came against her features.   «     cowboys specifically or um... everyone else? but i kinda think everyone wants to be an astronaut at one point in their life.    »  she cooed, never having really gone through a phase herself but the thought didn’t cross her mind.  «     there have been movies where they go to space though! like space cowboys oh and there’s also cowboys versus aliens     --      »

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♡     --     faline + pasal ; @psclgreno

the woods were beautiful     --     really, just about any time of the year! whether the flowers bloomed with vibrant colours on days the sun didn’t seem to set or the blanket of frost that gently lay over night with the mist still peaking behind the trees, there was a certain beauty present. peaceful, against the hustle and bustle of the bigger cities that lay just around the horizon. that’s what faline liked most about it     --     the almost eternal isolation where everything changed with the seasons but nothing never forever. not to mention the quiet. it was a beautiful day today, oddly warm for the time of the year. warm enough for a cardigan and a skirt as she walked through the woods, humming a sweet tune to herself. it was certainly one of those days where you simply wanted to walk around rather than do anything productive! not that she would’ve minded. but a peaceful state of mind was exactly what she needed as of the moment. and that is when she found the garden      --     seemingly trapped in a bubble of its own time with blossoms that bloomed at odd times of the year. sometimes they were red, sometimes they were blue, sometimes they were brilliant meshes of purple and yellow and she found herself almost dizzy if she stared at them too long! today, they were pink, like a baby’s first blanket.

small patches of flowers were littered around the area but one could not ignore its centre piece     --     an old fountain whose water had dried out long ago. long enough for a plethora of seeds to give birth to flowers ranging of all different sides. it was a mess     --     and that’s what faline liked the most about it. untouched. as if no one really knew that it was here but the young woman knew well enough that the garden was no secret to those who lived in the hundred acres. every so often, someone would come and water the petals and it was an unspoken job amongst them. the last thing anyone would want was for the flowers to die, after all! especially since it was away from all the campers who visited. however, every once in awhile, a ‘city-slicker’ would come, take a few pictures and then leave. that’s usually how it went. 

but today wasn’t one of those days and faline couldn’t help the relief that flowed through her. as much as she loved the company, the peace that surrounded the almost-magical area felt amazing! approaching one of the particularly large flowers, delicate fingers grazed the petals, trailing its spine all the way from the middle before leaning into for a quick whiff before letting out a sigh of content. it wasn’t until the rustle of the leaves behind her that jolted the brunette out of her ‘trance’, turning her head and looking over at the assumed ‘stranger’ from her shoulder. that’s when the softest smile curled against her lips and genuinely kindness seemed to melt from her words. she took it back      --     a little bit of company wouldn’t hurt and who would keep the beauty of the garden all to themselves?  «     well, hey! i remember you!     »  she chirped, having not yet moved from her position in front of the blossoms.  «     didn’t i give you a few pouches of chocolate on valentine’s day? how did those work out for you?     »

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ANDRINA!

“Okay, that’s true.. I can’t stop you, but you should spend it mostly on yourself!” she said, laughing. “Well, name a time and place and we can go! I’ll never say no to a night on a town,” she grinned, the idea exciting her. “Flirting lessons? Okay… I think I could get behind that. As long as they’re good lessons, though.” 

«     if i spent too much on myself, my whole house would be covered with pillows!     »  well, that wasn’t necessarily a lie.  «     alright then! you tell me when you’re free, i’ll tell you when i’m free and then the rest is pretty much history.     »  she happily agreed.  «     i mean, i think i’m pretty good? all the boys in middle school used to think i flirted with this one boy... i wasn’t really. but he was kind’ve a cutie!     »

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PASCAL!

“It looks like it,” they laughed softly, surveying what was left in the remaining baskets. “Oh, no. That’s okay. I don’t have anyone to share with.” That sounded sadder than intended. They did have Rapunzel, and once they were entirely certain the chocolate was not laced with poison they would probably pass theirs onto her, and they had Morph and a few other friends, but it had been awhile since Pascal had been with someone. They weren’t complaining, just stating facts. “You can pass those out to someone else.” Whether they were doing a good job at telling her or not, the little gift truly had brought some cheer into their day and surely someone else would appreciate them as well. “That’s nice of you.”

faline was more than proud of her load and that manifested through the smile on her lips and the way she stood. maybe being dressed in red was a little corny but hey     --     in the general sense, wasn’t valentine’s day meant to be a little cliché anyway?  however, she managed to catch her tone and her shoulders seemed to dip just a little bit, only to perk right back up.  «     no one to share it with? that’s alright! i’ll probably just give the rest of these to the kids around the woods... the ones i know, of course.     »  she managed to add in quickly. faline had assumed she looked rather suspicious handing out candy and such to strangers     --     imagine if it had been with kids!  «     have you got any other plans for the rest of the day?     »  it was only polite to ask! after all, not everyone did     (including her)  

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DASH!

“Prepared. I like it,” he nodded his head in respect to her. “You’re family is so cool! My dad is a carnivore, so we couldn’t even try that kind of diet at my house; he’d probably die and that’d be a bummer. And my mom just taught me how to do some extreme couponing, so there’s that, I guess?” Definitely not as cool as identifying edible plants. He was even pleasantly surprised when his enthusiasm was matched. “I’m free in the afternoon usually, if that works for you! You will not believe how pumped I am!” giving her hands a squeeze.

«     oh gosh, my family is cool but not only just ‘cause my mom doesn’t eat meat!     »  she laughed.  «     well, i hope your dad doesn’t die and i hope you definitely gimme those coupon tips.     »  that definitely sparked her interest. however, back to the matter at hands      ( literally )     she giggled happily at his response, letting go of one hand as she tugged the other in her direction.  «     well, if you’re free this afternoon then so am i! i gotta go and get some groceries done anyway and i can show you which things to get and stuff! unless... you don’t wanna. otherwise i have a few things at home we could definitely use.     »