#rainy day girl🌧️ anon

[ailendolin]

🎮: Mary, Annie and alive kitty

I hope this is along the lines of what you had in mind for this prompt, anon!

Next up:

🌧️ Rainy day activities - Humphrey & Sophie

🩸 Patching up a wound - Alison/Mike

🥰 Saying ‘I love you’ without saying it - Thomas/Isabelle

🛁 Platonic bathing - Ian/Gabriel

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Pebble

🎮 Games

“Aw looks,” Mary said, pointing at the lonely girl standing by the statue. “She be playing all by herselfs again.”

It was a sight they had grown accustomed to over the last few months, ever since the lady of the house had died. The lord was trying his best to divide his time between his daughters and his duties but more often than not, his youngest child could be seen on her own outside, talking to birds and statues to pass the time and also, so Mary suspected, to feel a little less lonely. The girl reminded her a little of herself, or at least of the person she had become after her husband had died. She too had taken to talking to things back then, desperate to fill that terrible void inside her chest. A lot of good it had done her.

Worried that the girl might share her terrible fate and find herself tied to a stake one day, Mary turned to Annie. “They will thinks her mad if she be keeping this up.”

But Annie shook her head. “She’s just a child. They will think she has a vivid imagination, nothing more.”

“She will not be a child forever.

“No, she will not,” Annie agreed softly. Her eyes grew glazed over for a moment as she got lost in a memory. One of her hands slid into her pocket and to Mary’s surprise she pulled out a pebble, small, round and smooth. “I always played with these when I was young. Gave them names, stories. Pretended they were a family and sent them out on adventures. ‘Twas the only time I was not constantly asking about things, my mother used to say.”

Mary glanced at the pebble.

“You was still carrying it when you died,” she noted.

Annie shrugged. “It reminded me to keep my mouth shut.”

She looked down at the stone and Mary felt her heart hurt. Reaching out to wrap her hands around Annie’s fingers, she gently closed them around the pebble. “They shoulds have never taken your voice from you.”

Annie gave her a small but grateful smile before she slipped the pebble back into her pocket. With a nod to the young girl by the statue, she said, “I’m just saying – whatever helps her cope can’t be bad for her.”

Mary followed her gaze and silently watched as the girl stood up, said something to the statue that was too quiet for her to make out and then ran behind some bushes, softly giggling to herself. The smile that tugged at Annie’s lips was tinged with sadness when she said, “How about we join her? That way, she won’t be playing on her own.”

They walked over to the statue and waited until the girl came out of her hiding place.

“You did not find me, Florence!” she said, still smiling brightly despite the loss her young heart was so heavily burdened with and the one-sidedness of the game. “Let’s try again!”

She turned around, looking for a new hiding place, and Annie whispered, “Now.”

Following her example, Mary put her hands over her eyes so she wouldn’t see where the girl was hiding and quietly listened as Annie counted under her breath.

“Ready or not, we’re coming!” she suddenly announced and Mary found herself being pulled around the garden in search of the girl. She wasn’t hard to find. The quiet giggles as well as her colourful dress quickly gave her away.

“There she be!” Mary whispered, pointing at one of the rosebushes.

Annie placed a finger on her lips. “Shh. Let’s pretend we haven’t seen her yet.”

They circled around the garden twice more before the girl became restless in her hiding place.

“Got you!” Annie shouted with glee as she jumped out of the bush behind her, still tugging Mary along. The girl did not react, of course, but she was still smiling when she came out from behind the roses and walked back to the statue. “You need to work on your finding skills, Florence. It’s called hide and seek for a reason. I hide, you seek!”

They played together for the rest of the afternoon, and when the girl was called inside, Mary and Annie were glad to see her father smiling benevolently at her when she told him all about the fun she’d had with Florence.

“See?” Annie whispered despite knowing the livings couldn’t hear her. “He doesn’t think less of her for it.”

Unlike people dids of us, Mary thought, finding herself wishing the burdens of life had become easier to carry in death.

[river-oceanus]

Answers to “Nejem - All of them”. Whoever you are anon, I curse your name thrice.

🐰- do you believe in soul mates? 

No. Love is partnership, and can be whatever you make of it. It is not some inherent property of two people, or some quirk of fate. Most relationships in my life have been either political or necessary, and even among those, there have been glimmerings of love. Not as much as with the relationships I was able to form myself, of my own volition, but given time and a mutual respect and friendship, I suspect they could have been just as strong.

💌- diary or journal?

Journal. Never go anywhere without it; you never know when you might happen across something important that needs to be catalogued, or when some titbit of information you’ve recorded will become relevant.

✨- which fictional character (book, show, or movie) do you relate to most?

Some days it’s Samwell Tarly, some days it’s Tattersail or Samar Dev. Aspirationally? Scheherazade.

💕- are you crushing on someone?

I mean I was, but then there was this dramatic reveal that made it a little problematic? But then there’s also this other person and... yes. The answer is yes.

💋- kissing in the dark or kissing in the rain?

The rain.

🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis

🌌🏜🧙

🍼- what is your favorite memory?

My mother teaching me how to make baklava while telling me stories about her childhood.

🌸- what is your favorite flower?

Rosa acicularis, the wild rose.

💖- have you ever been in love?

Yes.

🍰- strawberry or vanilla?

Strawberry.

🍯- describe your favorite smell

The scent of cedar wood being carried on a sea breeze.

🎂- if you had 3 wishes, what would they be?

What a rude question. But I guess... to know why this entire shitstorm is happening and how to fix it, peace, and to see my mother again

🍪- cookie dough or cookies?

cookies

☕- coffee or tea?

coffee

🍃- would you rather live in a sea with mermaids or a forest with fairies?

I love the sea but honestly the forest seems like a much safer choice right now.

🍂- what’s your middle name?

Duanna, from Enheduanna. She was a pretty interesting historical figure!

💫- what is your sun, moon, and rising sign?

( NB: I absolutely do not have enough information to do this in terms of in-fiction constellations)

Sun: Gemini. Moon: Virgo. Rising: Aquarius.

🌧️- favorite thing to do on rainy days?

Go for walks in the rain, curl up with a good book or an intelligent conversation partner.

🍭- how tall are you?

175ish?

💒- which show would you want to live in?

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, I guess?

🎄- what is your favorite holiday?

Whichever one is sacred to Hastur.

🍦- what scented candle is your favorite?

Cedar.

🎶- favorite song right now?

I’m not your hero -- Tegan and Sara

💘- 3 ways to win your heart?

Smart, kind, good at telling stories.

🍩- current mood?

Existential dread.

❄️- what is your favorite season?

Winter or Spring, but don’t tell anyone I said that.

💍- your current relationship status?

Single

💅🏻- do you like being spoiled?

No, unless it’s with baked goods.

🕊️- 3 habits you have?

Asking too many questions, poking things that Should Not Be, getting in over my head.

🦄- how do you perceive yourself?

A bit useless, tbh.

🦋- how do you think others perceive you?

A lot shadier than is warranted.

🌈- things I find attractive in girls/guys other people

Smart, kind, ability to crush me with their arms.

🍓- one secret about yourself

... I miss being a demidjinn a lot more than I thought I would.

🍒- how do you act when you have a crush?

Normally. Heavens forbid anyone ever find out what I’m feeling.

💔- the reason behind your last breakup?

We went down different roads.

💬- what your last text message says?

“Kareem you better know what the fuck you’re doing or I swear to Hastur I will let Qamar dunk you into the ocean”

🎥- what show are you currently binging on?

Horrible Histories.

⛅- what is your morning routine?

Coffee, prayers, meditating on the Deck of Names, breakfast.

💗- who do you miss?

Mum. Zahara. My brother.

🥀- last time you cried?

About three days ago.

🔪- scariest/creepiest experience?

Being whisked away and trapped in an icebox on another plane of reality ranks pretty highly, I’m not gonna lie. Really just hits all my worst fears in one go, that.

💤- date someone younger, older, or same age as you?

Around the same age, if mortal. I’m willing to let a few millennia slide for the right immortal being though.

🎀- any question you want

I am going to punch his heart back into his chest and there’s nothing he can do to stop me.