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big blog revamp sometime this week maybeeee

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                            WELCOME TO NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE.                                                          i. ii. iii.

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      hi my name is dove & you’re watching disney channel ! this is an indie multimuse for muses from TWISTED WONDERLAND. if y’all are interested in interacting with me & my boys would you be so kind as to please  LIKE / REBLOG this post so i give you a looksies! ♡

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i’ve got a headache so no writing today but i’m adding an oc / my interpretation of the twst mc here.

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ID.  //  ♡.  //  A SERENDIPITOUS FATE.

   “  enjoyed the show, did you ?  ”  as he turns around, yuri tries not to sound surprised by seeing him, despite sensing the presence two little songs ago. the children had scurried away to play—with that endearing little attention span they have—and now, yuri is not so sure of what to read on his expression. there’s no shame to be found on his own, however. only a tentative glint on his eye.  “  though, i’m not too fond of eavesdroppers.  ”  the songs were for the kid’s ears, after all.  

      THE KING BOWS HIS HEAD LOW, somewhat resembling a guilty puppy dog as dimitri makes an effort to pacify whatever irritation he’s caused the other man. ❛    my sincere apologies, yuri. it was not my intention to eavesdrop. i had not realized anyone else would be here visiting the children today.    ❜  not that dimitri had made it known that he would be visiting. he’s found in recent months his trips to faerghus orphanages are much more enjoyable when the general public is not aware of his plans. more time to spend with the children that way after all. 

      HE COUGHS, SHIFTING WITH AN AIR OF SLIGHT DISCOMFORT. he’s not quite sure what to do with himself now that he knows he has other company to attend to. he’s never been very entertaining company for those over the age of ten. dimitri especially feels awkward considering yuri clearly doesn’t want him to be here. he decides to speak again to test the waters. ❛    for what it’s worth -- you...you have a lovely voice. singing is not my expertise so i’m glad the children have someone else here to keep them company.    ❜ 

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      REPTILIAN EYES FIND THE OTHER QUITE EASILY. even in a place like night raven where everyone has eccentric features, it’s very difficult to miss a man with flaming blue hair even in a great crowd like this. malleus can’t quite recall the last time he’s seen idia in person. the other dorm leader had always seemed very keen on staying away from others. malleus will have to assure he doesn’t frighten the poor man...as difficult as that might be. 

      HE TAKES CARE TO APPROACH HIM QUIETLY, behaving like one trying to greet a particularly skittish cat. when he gets close enough he speaks, voice soft & low. ❛    shroud? --- could you perhaps spare a moment of your time? i was hoping i could speak to you.    ❜

@ignihyde​ // *blows you a kiss*

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❝ i don’t need your sympathy. ❞ / yuri for dorothea :(

   what dorothea and yuri cling to for safety isn't so different from what keeps them distanced. namely, themselves. committed to the only kind of self preservation that's kept them alive. kicking and scratching. even with the similarities, it's hard to entirely give in. if anything, he seems to repel the prospect of giving in to anyone. dorothea watches him behind the same glass that follows her everywhere, but she knows it has begun to crack on her end.

  “  you'd rather have my pity, then ?  ”  she falsely offers, calm and, in the end, a little hurt. dorothea wouldn't say it aloud, not now, but there's a plead of sorts in her eyes, despite the gentle frown on her, asking him to listen. to really, truly listen.  “  believe it or not, i think you do. you might not want it, but sympathy has never killed anyone. you would know that better than anyone, yurikins. isn’t that what drives you to do what you do ?  to devote yourself to help people by any means ?  people like us ?  ”  she pauses at that, though knows she shouldn’t, if she wants to keep the memories at bay. her voice is crystal clear when the continues,  “  i don't doubt it's your calling, no. but tell me, who helps you ?  ”

   what happens when the man of the people doesn't belong to anyone ?

midnight empire sentences.  ♡  * closed !

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ID.  //  ♡.  //  UH OH.

   indeed, the unmistakable glint of dorothea arnault getting an idea——— yuri’s acknowledgement only makes her smile widen, hands still hidden behind her back.  “  𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤, 𝗒𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗌. you know i wouldn’t even think of asking anything too strenuous of a busy man such as yourself. well, not often anyway.  ”  and her hands stop hiding, revealing a blueberry pastry,  “  𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 ?  i don’t fancy myself as a fantastic cook or anything, but you on the other hand .  .  . i want your opinion, that’s all ! easy enough to give, right ?”

      ❛    YOU --- YOU WANT MY OPINION ?    ❜  it’s a rare moment in which yuri has a lapse of his cool composure, his eyes widening as he processes dorothea’s request. it’s not often that people ask for his opinions on things, let alone his opinion on something so trivial as cooking. to others yuri is but a pretty face in a crowd, a hitman, a subservient tool meant to be used & discarded at any moment. & that’s how he wants to be seen. if he’s seen as something else...something more. things get complicated & messy. it may not be much now with dorothea but yuri’s seen this enough times to know how this will end unless he puts an end to it prematurely. 

      WITHOUT ANOTHER WORD YURI TAKES THE PASTRY from dorothea, holding it up to eye level & frowning. after a moment of scrutiny he looks back to her.  ❛    you didn’t poison it did you?    ❜  yuri’s tone is light & playful to indicate to dorothea that he’s joking. he’s not joking but she doesn’t need to know that. if worse comes to worst he’s got a few antidotes on him. 

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ID.  //  ♡.  //  ANOTHER GHOST OF THE LIFE I THREW AWAY.

   sylvain can’t stand the way the echo of his steps buzzes in his ears. dimitri stands not too far from where he first spotted him, and the night suits him in a way sylvain can’t describe.  “  i figured you’d be here.”  his voice reaches out, standing close enough now. sylvain’s expression regards him with a year-old fondness, unique to him. something not exclusive to when they’re alone, but certainly more easily seen.  “  can’t sleep either?  ”  and his voice is different, too. leveled, testing the air. 

      THE PRINCE STIFFENS WHEN HE HEARS THE SUDDEN VOICE. not that dimitri hadn’t heard the echoing footsteps approaching him. in his rare naivety he’d thought --- he’d hoped whoever had entered the cathedral simply wished to pay their respects to the goddess. which isn’t to say sylvain’s company is unwelcome, not at all. dimitri just doesn’t know if he’s ready to face the people he’s hurt in recent months. 

      ❛    AH, HELLO SYLVAIN.    ❜  he greets, timid voice yet another echo of the perfect prince he used to be. no --- the perfect prince he’d pretended to be. ❛    my apologies i had not thought my absence would be of any notice to anyone. did you ---    ❜  his hands fidget nervously, afraid to know why sylvain has come this far to seek him out.  ❛    is there something you need of me?    ❜ 

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*recycles graphics from twitter* this blog is now environmentally friendly :) 

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i’m probably gonna do an aesthetic revamp of this blog & then i will be here properly. 

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     when  maps  was  very  young  (  around  four  or  five  )  she ,  her  brother  &  her  parents  were  in  put  into  grave  danger  when  their  successful  family  business  was  set  aflame  by  firefly .  while  her  parents  &  brother  had  been  able  to  escape ,  maps  was  trapped  &  taken  hostage  in  an  attempt  to  wager  more  money  from  her  parents  &  from  the  city .

      had  the  batman  not  come  &  rescued  her  when  he  did ,  there’s  no  telling  what  might  have  happened .  she  came  out  of  that  building  with  only  a  few  severe  burns  &  some  not  so  good  memories  but  it  could  have  been  much ,  much  worse .  

      despite  being  very  young  she  still  remembers  everything  that  happened  with  crystal  clearness .  she  hasn’t  forgotten  the  heroics  it  took  to  take  down  that  villain  &  save  her ,  all  the  while  the  building  is  going  up  in  smoke .  she’s  likely  to  never  forget  everything  he  did  for  her  even  though  for  him  it  was  just  another  day  on  the  job .  but  since  then  maps  has  always  held  batman  in  a  very  high  regard  &  has  always  admired  him  to  the  greatest  degree . 

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finished the Katara pic from stream! 💙

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y’all which psd? 

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OH ALSO. i might add zuko. 

coughs very quietly. added muses

malleus draconia 

azul ashengrotto 

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coughs very quietly. added muses

malleus draconia 

azul ashengrotto 

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      ❛    OH, I KNOW THAT LOOK...    ❜  the statement is said with a small sigh, calculated features briefly looking displeased before he puts on a feigned smile of politeness.  ❛    you want something. well, ladybird whatever it is do get on with it. i’m not exactly the most available man at the moment.    ❜

@aicidos​ // ♡’d