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Nadia: so congrates on your wedding orwhatever
Nadia: thankjs for the invite
Nadia: jackass
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When: morning of July 5th, 2018
Where: diner near Oakenfold
Who: @forcstfire
Would it be strange, hanging out with Forest without Marigold there too? It was hard to say. He was always sort of Mari’s friend, in the same way that Marigold probably didn’t spend time with Kaitlin when Jasmine wasn’t around. But he’d been good to Mari, and to other people Jasmine cared about. Besides, anyone in the Court who didn’t overly reject them on the basis of their parentage was worth cultivating a better relationship with.
Jasmine had arrived early, and glanced up each time the bell above the door to the diner jangled. She flicked through her phone as she waited. “Do firemen still like pancakes”, was that a ridiculous thing to say? When she was growing up, the firehouses in New York City were always having pancake breakfasts to raise money for this and that. The city had slashed their budgets when Jasmine was a child, and the apartment complex across from her great-grandmother’s beauty salon had burned to the ground. Her thoughts turned from that fire to the virulent green flames of the previous week, tearing through the foliage and consuming the Fidchell arena.
The bell rang again, and this time it was Forest. “Hey, good morning,” Jasmine said, moving her purse off the seat opposite her. “Catch the fireworks last night?”
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Any and all of them ;)
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. { → Kev } Why did you stay? U should have wished to forget too
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. { → Kev } Fire{ → Kev } Bigger now{ → Kev } HELP
Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. { → Kev } Rematch?{ → Kev } Maybe you’ll get lucky and pin me{ → Kev } If you do I promise I won’t break your nose again{ → Kev } 😉
Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.{ → Kev } Tequila amazing{ → Kev } Nver sober agn
Send “✆” for a MORNING text. { → Kev } I think i’m dying { → Kev } The world is shining { → Kev } Everything hurts
Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.{ → Kev } I know you’re awake{ → Kev } I can hear you pacing{ → Kev } Let’s go for a run!
Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.{ → Kev } I wish everything had burned to the ground
Send “#” for a RANDOM text.{ → Kev } Mouse, Mice{ → Kev } Moose, Mise{ → Kev } or{ → Kev } Goose, Geese{ → Kev } Moose, Meese{ → Kev } What’s the plural of moose? { → Kev } It could be important that I know this someday{ → Kev } What if someone gives me a human test and I fail bc of this{ → Kev } They might think I’m a robot like that website last week
Send “@” for a SCARED text.{ → Kev } What if it’s all for nothing?{ → Kev } What if I’ve wasted my entire life { → Kev } What if I’m meant to die{ → Kev } Maybe you can’t change fate
Send “&” for a LOVING text.{ → Kev } That shirt looks really nice on you{ → Kev } It brings out your eyes
Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.{ → Kev } What’s it feel like{ → Kev } Magic{ → Kev } Do you feel it when you use it{ → Kev } Does it make you feel good
Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.{ → Kev } BUBBLES !!!!!{ → Kev } THERE IS A BIG GIANT BUBBLE MAKING THING{ → Kev } I’M TEXTING U FROM INSIDE A BUBBLE!!!!{ → Kev } A BUBBLE KEVIN{ → Kev } THIS IS FREAKING AMAZING!!!!!{ → Kev } I LOVE HUMANS!!!!
Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.{ → Kev } Pls don’t come by training any more{ → Kev } Sorry! Not you{ → Kev } Obviously you have to that would be awkward if you didn’t lol
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text. { → Kev } You need more fey friends and less player ones { → Kev } Less friends who are going to die { → Kev } I should call you Forest { → Kev } Let you be fey
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Harvest Reaping
Harvest Reaping: For some headcanons about our muses.
001. If Forest truly wanted someone to blame for his situation, he’d have to blame himself because if it wasn’t for that smile, Ember never would have noticed him. She remembers it almost perfectly - sitting in the Oakenfold bar when that gorgeous flash of a smile caught her eye. She hadn’t noticed him before, probably wouldn’t have noticed and never would have approached him but she noticed him then and she did approach him. To this day, Ember thinks Forest has one of the most beautiful smiles she’s ever seen but she knows she’ll never be the recipient of them again. And, she knows how rare it is for him to even smile at all these days.
002. While Ember doesn’t regret roping Forest into the fey world, she does feel bad about the loss of his father. She truly did want to see him succeed and hoped he would win - she bet on him for sure. When she learned that his father had died, Ember went and bought flowers with the intent to give Forest her condolences but never carried through. What point was there? It wouldn’t change anything - all it would do would open the wound more.
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Sacrificial Bull
Sacrificial Bull: For an inner monologue my muse has about yours.
I don’t what he wants from me. Just to win? Because, like, does he not think that I want that too? Of course I want to win, more than anything. I gave up my whole life to do this, so that I could win. It’s the only chance I have for my mother. But someone has to tell him that even if I win, it won’t change anything for him. Someone has to tell him that me getting my wish, won’t fix his.
…I wish I could. I wish I could give him what he wants, or make his wish have worked, or…something. I wish my winning really would change something for him, too.
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Sacrificial Bull
Sacrificial Bull: For an inner monologue my muse has about yours.
I know he lied to me now, and I think I forgive him. I know I do. It was only a little lie, one I made up myself. All he had to do was nod his head. I think--I think that there are secrets that not everyone is supposed to know, and he was trying to keep those secrets. Something happened--I don’t know what--but it happened, and he can’t say what it was, no matter how many people ask.
I know about that.
Perhaps he can’t explain--I know about that, too. It was wrong to lie to me--or rather, to let me believe that lie--but others have done the same thing to me, and I’ve forgiven them. For the good--for the happiness--of other people, haven’t I done the same? To protect something, to preserve it? It’s not right--but ...
I think that it has to count for something.
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Harvest Reaping / Holy Well / Either one or whatever you want tbh
Harvest Reaping: For some headcanons about our muses.— Zinnia really began to pay attention to Forest, and insert her life into his whenever Sorrel was too busy to glance her way. The knight is very close to her, that was undeniable, but he had his own conquests. And because jealousy would eat her up in the nights she was forced to imagine him with someone else, she would knock on Forest’s door half-drunk and begging him to come with her. “I wanna go out! Come with me!” — After they have established a friends with benefits kind of deal, Zinnia found herself at his place, growing so accustomed to waking up in his bed that sometimes, when she was left alone there, she would clean up and tidy some things just because. Then she would leave, shooting him a text that she’s gone home and that she’d see him again soon. — There were times when Zinnia was willing to give up on Sorrel and maybe focus on Forest instead. After all, good judgement would say Forest is infinitely better for her. Maybe if she pursued him… you know, he might say yes? But she knew it wasn’t right to do that because her heart was set on the knight, no matter how unfortunate that seems. So one day she just stopped talking to Forest altogether, ghosting him for a good while because she didn’t know how to deal with everything. Thank Danu he forgave her for that, and now they’re back to being friends. Just friends. And that’s enough. — Zinnia may have hinted that she had killed someone before in one of the many previous conversations she had with Forest while they were sleeping together. But she’s not sure if he figured it out, and she’s too afraid to ask, knowing she might get an answer she doesn’t want.Holy Well : For a gif moodboard or an aesthetic of our muses.here!
#forcstfire#meme: lugnasad#some of the headcanon things may or may not have been based from real life experiences#hahaahhah#sorry it took so long
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Sacrificial Bull
Sacrificial Bull: For an inner monologue my muse has about yours.
Forest is so confusing. One day he’s reminding me that Kaitlin is a player because I stole her life, like I can ever forget something like that. I know I’m a fey-parasite, thanks for the oh so gentle reminder. And then the next he’s at my place, healing my arm, acting like my big brother. I don’t get it? I don’t know where I stand. But I’m glad he’s there for Kaitlin. I’m probably not being fair... I’m the one who messed everything up. I wonder if he thinks I knew about Davey and Bette. Surely he realizes I didn’t start hanging around with the players til this year. I didn’t know. Can I tell him? Would it matter? Probably not....he probably thinks the only reason I ever hung around was because of my own selfish desire to keep Kait alive. It’s not true though...it was really nice to have another person who actually understands the human side of things. Maybe I’ll make him brownies.
#forcstfire#{ can I be returned? | asks }#{ don't follow me I'm lost too | Treebeard }#forest#ask meme
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☎⁇@%ツ
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
{ → Forest } r u anwhere near tbl 6{ → Forest } send cobalt
Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
{ → Forest } i s2g if he gropes me aga n{ → Forest } i’ll chop{ → Forest } hs arm or somethin gelse{ → Forest } yo ucant fire me legly if its selfdefnse{ → Forest } also ur late nd i started drinkig wthot yu
Send “@” for a SCARED text.
[right before Forest’s Fidchell]{ → Forest } please don’t die today
Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.
{ → Forest } can we replace the broken window with stained glass?{ → Forest } prob not right
Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.
{ → Forest } happy hour!!!
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❤
❤ describe how they show affection.
Although affection is something that Zinnia struggles with, one of the ways that she shows she cares is through touch. To her, words are malleable. Even creatures who are forced to tell the truth can find ways to evade it. If that’s possible, then words mean very little. However, there’s an honesty to touch that can’t be shaped or misconstrued in the same fashion. Zinnia hugs, she takes arms, she holds hands, she grabs shoulders, she ruffles hair, and she kisses freely. If she’s finding an excuse to touch you, then Zinnia truly appreciates you.
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Text » Forest + Nadia
Nadia: Fey.
#forest#forcstfire#texts#{ grief is the price we pay for love | Kevin }#blame slane not me#sorry not sorry
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text » jasmine + forest
Jasmine: Willow told me you two got caught in the fire. It sounded terrible. They said you were OK but I wanted to check in.
Jasmine: I'm glad you were there for them though
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camellia, vance, elise
camellia: do you have a divisive personality?
I just call it how I see it. If you take offense to it, that’s on you.
Private: Ivy can get a harsh upon occasion, especially with those she severely dislikes. For the most part, she’s warm and friendly and kind. But when she’s not? She’s the absolute polar opposite
vance: have you ever done anything heroic?
I don’t know. I suppose you could probably say so.
Private: At the time, fighting for love felt romantic. It would have been too. If only it were real.
elise: what does your ideal romance look like?
Well considering romance is usually a lie…
Private: Ivy believes in the simple things when it comes to love. Curling up on the couch together for a movie. Reading poetry to one another. A picnic lunch underneath blooming trees, checkered blanket included. Sweet, quick kisses, just because. Making each other breakfast and dinner. Laying in bed with each other, enjoying the times you just stare into each others eyes as much as you do when you’re having sex. It’s the small things. The easy things. Love should be easy in her book.
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⁇#%✉
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
Yvette Taylor ➞ Forest Kevin Ives: [deleted] Are you in a nature cult be honest
Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.
Yvette Taylor ➞ Forest Kevin Ives: OMGYvette Taylor ➞ Forest Kevin Ives: This guy looks like you, right?Yvette Taylor ➞ Forest Kevin Ives: [ series of badly framed photos of Yvette’s laptop screen playing the movie Divergent ]Yvette Taylor ➞ Forest Kevin Ives: Hold on, IS it you?
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☎ø@ツ
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
Hazel: I had to run out because the order got messed up and we’re dangerously low on chicken – I’ll be back soon, don’t let Jasmine burn down the kitchen
Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
Hazel: Hey, you awake? Hazel: Probably not. That’s ok. I was just thinking and I couldn’t sleep. This can’t be what you wanted when you signed up for Fidchell, right? Hazel: I think Davey made the smartest wish, I hope he’s happy.
Send “@” for a SCARED text.
Hazel: Not to sound too much like a ridiculous girl but THERE’S A SNAKE OUTSIDE MY APARTMENT. Hazel: IN THE F-ING BUILDING.Hazel: It’s probably someone’s escaped pet or something but it’s huge and hissy and slithery and I can’t breathe.Hazel: I didn’t think I was scared of snakes? But GUESS WHAT I AM
Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.
Hazel: TREEBEARD!!! Hazel: The 16th? anniversary for Lord of the Rings is in September and we’re having an extended edition marathon whether you want to or not. Hazel: Clear your calendar! Hazel: WE’RE TAKING THE HOBITS TO ISENGARD! 🧙🧝
#forcstfire#{ can I be returned? | asks }#Forest#{ don't follow me I'm lost too | Treebeard }#ask meme
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what kind of love do you value the most?
στοργή ; storge
My Greek Lexicon defines storge as "affection,especially of parentsto offspring"; but also of offspringto parents. And that, I have no doubt, is theoriginal form of the thingas well as the central meaningof the word.
...Affection extends far beyondthe relation of motherand young. This warm comfortableness, this satisfactionin being together, takes in all sorts of objects.Itis indeed the least discriminatingof loves.
Affection, as I have said, is the humblest love. Itgives itself no airs. People can be proudof being"inlove," or of friendship. Affection is modest evenfurtive and shame-faced.
C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
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