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➷   euden

   “Did it sound that way?”   Like he was justifying himself? That was quite a bit removed from his intent–   “I think I was just trying to ask if you wanted to eat together.”   A sheepish hand rises, ruffling short blond locks, brows crinkled up–keeping words to the point would be a better tactic from now on.

   “Of course, if you need time to yourself, that’s fine.”

a  thoughtful  hum  sounds  through  pursed  lips  ,   though  the  prince’s  sheepish  declaration  draws  a  smile  once  more  .    ❛    i   do   need  to  speak  with  the  merchants  ...    ❜    a  pause  ,   drawn  out  ,   as  she  considers  her  plans  ,   her  free  time  .    ❛    though  ,   i’ve  had  a  fair  amount  of  time  to  myself  as  of  late  —   i  would  be  more  than  happy  to  join  you  .    ❜    

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➷   euden

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   “Oh, are you heading into town too? We could go together.”   Only if she doesn’t mind–though, a ‘no’ would be quite the awkward affair, having to walk the same direction and all.   “Ah–Cleo mentioned they opened a new cafe. I was thinking about stopping by there.”

attention  drawn  ,   a  glance  is  cast  back  over  her  shoulder  ,   stride  slowing  ,   stopping  .   an  eyebrow  arches  ,   intrigue  bleeds  into  an  ever - calm  gaze  —   until  she  nods  ,   corners  of  her  lips  upturned  .    ❛    i  certainly  wouldn’t  mind  .   although  ,   you  don’t  have  to  justify  yourself  ,   you  know  ?    ❜    mirth  slips  into  her  tone  as  she  turns  toward  their  destination  ,   adjusting  the  pack  slung  over  her  shoulder  .    ❛    everyone  needs  time  to  themselves  .    ❜

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switches the arrows in her quivers for flowers while she's not paying attention before she starts training because MISCHIEF!! huhu

rather  rare  ,   she  finds  herself  rushing  ,   having  gotten  caught  up  in  conversation  with  a  few  fellow  archers   (   new  faces  ,   all  of  them  .   by  now  she  is  far  from  surprised  .   )   even  as  swift  steps  bring  her  to  the  archery  range  ,   hasty  movements  donning  her  quiver  ,   she  fails  to  notice  the  missing  essential  until  the  last  moment  .   slender  fingers  draw  a  flower  from  the  quiver  ,   though  confusion  quickly  sets  upon  her  features  as  vibrant  petals  fill  her  line  of  sight  in  place  of  a  cold  metal  arrowhead  .   stance  slackens  as  she  glances  around  ,   surveying  her  surroundings  for  any  possible  culprit  –   though  she  finds  herself  alone  ,   she  cannot  help  a  small  smile  .

/  @rakkirrrowch  .

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’ Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. ’ (From Luca)

a  soft  huff  ,   disbelief  in  every  sharp  line  ,   doubt  in  the  corner  of  her  glare  .   no  other  member  of  the  halidom’s  population  comes  close  to  luca’s  dedication  to  pranks  ,   much  to  her  dismay  .   an  act  of  childish  defiance  ,   arms  fold  over  her  chest  ,   head  turned  firmly  away  .    “    pardon  my  scepticism  ,   but  i’m  afraid  i  don’t  believe  you  in  the  slightest  .    “    a  pause  ,   foot  tapping  against  the  ground  one  ,   two  ,   three  times  .    “    did  you  not  get  caught  in  a   mysterious  paint  trap   the  other  day  ?   i  wonder  who  could  have  set  that  up  ?    “

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➷   isurugi  .

     “An archer, then?” She dares speak only after the arrow has been loosed, finding a place well within the center of the target on the far end of the range. Daily patrols bring her here, and she is no longer surprised that she finds more and more new faces in the castle grounds. The belly of her axe shifts against an unarmored shoulder, and she offhandedly remarks soon after: “Nice shot.”

     ( @vendettarrow - starter call )

a  quick  glance  ,   cast  idly  over  her  shoulder  --   her  target   practice  this  time  around  is  far  simpler  than  usual  ,   both  feet  on  solid  ground  ,   a  time  to  center  herself  .   no  sense  of  recognition  alights  itself  in  her  mind  ,   the  face  new  ,   yet  another  to  remember   (   the  population  within  the  halidom  continues  to  grow  by  the  day  ,   and  she  cannot  help  but  worry  about  dwindling  space  .   )   regarding  her  audience  with  a  steady  gaze  ,   a  quiet  hum  leaves  her  throat  .    “    less  than  satisfactory  ,   actually  .    “    for  in  the  end  ,   each  shot  could  have  been  made  faster  ,   more  fluidity  ,   less  hesitation  .   she  could  have  been  better  .

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➷   jjormungandur  .

Of course, this person didn’t seem exactly like her They didn’t have the same type of tail, or claws . . Their eyes were different too, prettier. And they didn’t have horns. BUT, they had ears! And that was something! The surprise and curiosity that had taken hold of her face only seems to grow as the other copies her ear movements, “!!!” Slit like pupils dilate, turning very large and round at the display, “W—Were you . . always like that? You’ve always had ears—?”

truthfully  ,   she  cannot  deny  a  strange  mix  of  curiosity  and  amusement  --   of  all  the  reactions  she  has  received  concerning  her  sylvan  heritage  ,   this  is  new  ,   no  yelling  ,   no  lashing  out  or  condescending  coos  .   head  angled  upwards  to  better  maintain  eye  contact  ,   hands  joined  behind  her  back  ,   head  tilted  to  the  side  .    “    that  is  indeed  the  case  --   i’m  a  sylvan  ,   after  all .   is  it  not  the  same  for  you  ?   though  ,   i  know  you  aren’t  a  sylvan  .    “

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❝  let me help with that.  ❞

“    oh  ?    “    truthfully  ,   there  is  little  help  required  as  she  carries  an  armful  of  bows  to  be  stored  .   they’re  set  in  the  box  with  immense care  before  she  turns  to  properly  face  him  ,   a  hand  settling  on  her  hip  .    “    there’s  really  no  need  ,   it’s  quite  a  simple  job  .    “    and  the  truth  she  speaks  –   there  are  few  more  boxes  that  need  to  be  filled  ,   though  the  sincerity  of  the  offer  is  not  quite  lost  on  her  .    “    …  but  ,   if  you  insist  ,   four  arms   are   better  than  two  .    “

/ @vestigares

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➷   lily  .

             she’s found the older girl’s cape , it had been resting there - below a stack of other formal suits ( judging by the crest and the colors and the pristine neatness , it’s most likely hildegarde’s ) and had only been revealed once the stack was removed. and now lily was searching for the owner of such an object , she had seen eleanora pass by that hallway earlier -   - hm , she sensed movement coming from the set of hallways leading to the doors. 

             and oh! there was miss eleanora standing there , but looking a little bit forlorn - she better bring her cape quick! no doubt it was a treasured object of some sort , but before she could head toward the other , sapphire eyes widen with wonder ( because she’s seen bunnies before ) but oh - !!! she hadn’t expected the tail at all. 

            “ miss eleanora! “ she chirps. 

though  rather  desperate  ,   there  are  times  where  one  must  accept  their  search  as  a  lost  cause  --   how  often  do  lost  items  resurface  amongst  the  halidom’s  veritable  mountain  of  physical  possessions  ?   perhaps  she  should  just  return  to  her  room  ,   pray  for  luck  to  smile  on  her  ,   for  someone  to  return  her  lost  garment   (   though  her  musing  is  interrupted  ,   far  sooner  than  expected  .   )

she  turns  as  lily’s  voice  reaches  her  ears   (   perked  up  at  the  sound  of  her  name   )   and  meets  the  younger  girl’s  bright  gaze  ,   attentive  eyes  noting  with  ease  her  waist  cape  ,   held  carefully  in  small  hands  .

“    ah  ,   you  found  it  !    “    relief  floods  her  voice  ,   slackens  tense  shoulders  ,   brightens  her  expression  --   for  a  moment  ,   the  reason  for  her  tension  slips  her  mind  .    “    thank  you  ,   lily  .   i  really  appreciate  it  ,   that  waist  cape  is  rather  important  to  me  .    “

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➷   lily  .

               head tilted downward in fear , it had seemed so easy ( and maribelle had dared her to climb up ! ) she had miscalculated exactly how high this tree would be - from a distance, it hadn’t been too bad ; climbing up , it hadn’t been too bad. though , lily’s staring down now in apprehension and trepidation. how was she ever going to get down ? and her legs were becoming cramped too ; perhaps she would make some sort of a staircase out of her powers though there’s hardly enough moisture in the air for that. and no doubt it would frighten all the very nice people around mr. eudan’s castle! 

               there was someone down below ; a young woman from one of the neighboring villages perhaps? “ H - hi, w - would it be too troublesome to get a ladder? I - I’m very sorry , my name’s Lily an’ I can’t get down! ”  @vendettarrow  / ❤               

few  thoughts  cross  her  mind  when  practicing  ,   form  kept  in  motion  entirely  by  muscle  memory  ,   a  mantra  endlessly  repeating  itself  amidst  her  subconscious  .   it  is  a  reverie  from  which  she  is  torn  by  the  shout  to  her  left  ,   sharp  eyes  settling  on  the  shape  crouched  in  the  nearest  tree  ,   desperately  clinging  to  the  branches  ,   knuckles  white  .   it’s  nobody  she’s  ever  met  before  ,   though  it  doesn’t  hold  her  back  .   a  few  steps  bring  her  to  the  base  of  the  tree  ,   head  inclined  to  better  see  the  slight  figure  ,   close  enough  to  hear  that  her  name  is  lily  ,   and  she’s  stuck  .

“    no  need  for  a  ladder  .    “    mirth  lines  her  tone  as  she  reaches  up  ,   slender  fingers  finding  purchase  in  the  bark  ,   easy  as  breathing  .   she’s  up  in  a  few  seconds  ,   perched  with  quiet  confidence  ,   not  a  thought  spared  to  the  act  .   lifting  lily  is  easy  ,   as  is  hopping  down  from  the  branch  ,   her  landing  fluid  .   gently  is  the  smaller  girl  placed  on  the  ground  ,   a  moment  taken  for  eleonora  to  brush  off  her  clothes  ,   what  she  hopes  to  be  a  welcoming  smile  settled  on  her  face  as  she  once  again  regards  lily  .    “    are  you  alright  ?   how  did  you  end  up  in  the  tree ?    “

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     you feel so empty yet so full of emotion – how do you explain something you don’t even understand yourself ? // indie &. private roxas of kingdom hearts written by sarah

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𝘺𝘦𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘸 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭……. my name is iyak & i don’t know how to write ! after taking a really long break from rp i’m back at this hellhole of a site. i’m too lazy to make a regular graphic promo so ; this is a heavily private & selective / mainly headcanon based blog for vanitas of kingdom hearts. liking/reblogging this post is much appreciated! i’m new to this community so i’m looking forward to getting to know you all !! thank u……….

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➷   luca  .

Though her expression carries no sign of ire, Eleonora’s tone says everything. It is enough to send a chill down Luca’s spine and him to fall a step behind.

“I learned my lesson with you. No pranks. Just a simple foraging run with a fellow sylvan. Look, I even left my usual chucklebomb behind.” But not his other pranking tools, which are tucked safely in his quiver. 

noting  the  sudden  stiffness  to  his  muscles  ,   step  taken  backwards  ,   she  cannot  quite  help  the  amused  huff  that  slips  through  her  carefully  crafted  facade  .   anyone  who  knows  luca  knows  that  he  is  never  far  from  his  pranking   equipment  ,   and  eleonora  has  been  pranked  one  too  many  times  to  be  fooled  again  .    “    excellent  .   let’s  be  off  then  --   cleo  requested  we  be  quick  .    “

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⚔ the princess bride sentence starters ⚔

“  you  mock  my  pain!  ”  “  life  is  pain.  ” “  he’s  only  mostly  dead.  ” “  i’m on  the  brute  squad.  ” “  you  are  the  brute  squad.  ” “  prepare  to  die.  ” “  we’ll  never  survive.  ” “  nonsense.  you’re  only  saying  that  because  no  one  ever  has.  ” “  who  are  you?  ” “  get  used  to  disappointment.  ” “  you  keep  using  that  word.  i  do  not  think  it  means  what  you  think  it  means.  ” “  i’ll  use  small  words  so  that  you’ll  be  sure  to  understand,  you  warthog  faced  buffoon.  ” “  that  may  be  the  first  time  in  my  life  a  man  dared  insult  me.  ” “  drop.  your.  sword.  ” “  shut  up!!  ”   “  you’ve  made  your  decision  then?  ” “  i  bet  my  life  on  it!  ” “  truly,  you  have  dizzying  intellect.  ” “  you’re  just  stalling  now.  ” “  you  guessed  wrong.  ” “  enough  of  that.  ”  “  surrender.  ” “  you  mean  you  wish  to  surrender  to  me?  very  well,  i  accept.  ” “  i  hate  waiting.  ” “  morons.  ” “  you  are  wonderful.  ” “  you  seem  a  decent  fellow,  i  hate  to  kill   you.  ” “  why  are  you  smiling?  ” “  because  i  know  something  you  don’t  know.  ” “  goodnight.  good  work.  i’ll  most  likely  kill  you  in  the  morning.  ” “  oh,  there’s  something  i  ought  to  tell  you.  ” “  think  it’ll  work?  ” “  it  would  take  miracle.  ” “  hear  this  now —  i  will  always  come  for  you.  ” “  this  is  true  love,  you  think  this  happens  every  day?  ” “  death  cannot  stop  true  love.  ” “  i  died  that  day.  ” “  we  may  as  well  die  here.  ” “  he’s  dead.  he  can’t  talk.  ”   “  as  you  wish.  ”   “  why  didn’t  you  wait  for  me?  ”   “  you  can  die  slowly,  cut  into  a  thousand  pieces.  ” “  you  killed  my  love.  ” “  it’s  possible. i  kill  a  lot  of  people.  ”   “  yes,  you’re  very  smart.  shut  up.  ”   “  you’ve  been  mostly-dead  all  day.  ”  “  inconceivable!!  ”  “  let  me  explain.  ”   “  your vote of confidence is overwhelming.  ” “  what  hideous  sin  have  you  committed  lately?  ” “  will  you  ever  forgive  me?  ” “  there’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. it would be a pity to damage yours.  ”  

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*  JOHN  MULANEY ;  THE  COMEBACK  KID.

❛  we’ve all gone too big too fast and then run out of the room.  ❜ ❛  block letters and cursive look good together!  ❜ ❛  yeah, but the past is the past.  ❜ ❛  i mean we’re all violent here, but you’re very friendly.  ❜ ❛  i don’t give off that vibe.  ❜ ❛  you could pour soup in my lap and i’ll probably apologize to you.  ❜ ❛  i’m so open and vulnerable.  ❜ ❛  i love saying “my wife”, it sounds so adult.  ❜ ❛  marriage is gonna be very magical.  ❜ ❛  ooh, who’s that fella? i bet he did kill his wife.  ❜ ❛  how could another person kill someone?  ❜ ❛  i’m not gonna do it, but i totally get it.  ❜ ❛  it’s creepy to have an ex out there after things have ended badly.  ❜ ❛  anyone who’s seen my dick and met my parents has to die.  ❜ ❛  that’s not even a situation.  ❜ ❛  hey, you seen any loose milk?  ❜ ❛  i don’t know if you can tell that from the… everything about me.  ❜ ❛  … and a hush falls over the room.  ❜ ❛  isn’t it weird how that became a scandalous thing?  ❜ ❛  it was just some boring shit i had to do on weekends.  ❜ ❛  aw, she’s ugly!  ❜ ❛  wouldn’t you give like a million dollars to see that wedding video?  ❜ ❛  ‘cause you know how you lie to your parents?  ❜ ❛  what? huh? what? when? when?  ❜ ❛  let’s see, what problems can we solve?  ❜ ❛  that’s not how you talk.  ❜ ❛  let’s change it to trick ___.  ❜ ❛  it’s like having a baby that’s also a grandma.  ❜ ❛  oh, the things i have seen, you cocksucker.  ❜ ❛  ___  is my best friend in the world, i give her a million kisses a day.  ❜ ❛  you are no longer the alpha of the house.  ❜ ❛  look upon your sovereign,  ___,  and  tremble!  ❜ ❛  it’s haunted, but it has a lovely kitchen backsplash.  ❜ ❛  i love real estate agents. i mean, they are the true heroes.  ❜ ❛  it was like hanging out with my mom.  ❜ ❛  they always have that ‘fun mom’ energy.  ❜ ❛  so, there’s no toilets.  ❜ ❛  well yeah, that’s how all of life works.  ❜ ❛  this is an on - fire garbage can.  ❜ ❛  this is an on - fire garbage can. could be a nursery.  ❜ ❛  sometimes babies will point at me, and i don’t care for that shit at all.  ❜ ❛  you’re never too young to learn our national no - snitching policy.  ❜ ❛  fell deadly silent, is what they all did.  ❜ ❛  no one wants to applaud the penis of a 32 - year old weirdo.  ❜ ❛  i had no supervision when i was a kid.  ❜ ❛  i grew up before children were special.  ❜ ❛  i’m so horny and angry all the time.  ❜ ❛  and i have no outlet for it, so…  eggs.  ❜ ❛  i think emily dickinson’s a lesbian.  ❜ ❛  you can imagine the kind of stress that i’m under.  ❜ ❛  i’m telling you three weeks in advance.  ❜ ❛  that’s exactly what you won’t ask.  ❜ ❛  and then, he ordered one black coffee for himself, and kept driving.  ❜ ❛  in retrospect, that’s the funniest thing i’ve ever seen in my life.  ❜ ❛  what do you do to afford v-necks, ___?  ❜ ❛  ah, numbers. the letters of math.  ❜ ❛  no one look at me or i’ll kill myself.  ❜ ❛  thank you, no one will ever see me again!  ❜ ❛  who could she have been talking to?  ❜ ❛  i need you to believe me.  ❜ ❛  one feels like a duck when one is splashing around in all this wet!  ❜ ❛  i think about that every goddamn day.  ❜ ❛  that’s the wonderful thing about crazy people, you know?  ❜ ❛  eat ass, suck a dick, and sell drugs.  ❜ ❛  a very upsetting thing to hear, yes?  ❜ ❛  if you eat ass and suck enough dick, one day you can sell drugs.  ❜ ❛  one black coffee. same motherfucker.  ❜ ❛  my feet were not on the ground.  ❜ ❛  he never forgets a bitch, ever.  ❜ ❛  then it is revealed that she has NO hand.  ❜ ❛  you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclaire.  ❜

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she’s  on  high  alert  ,   high - strung  upon  learning  of  the  state  of  the  laundry  from  cleo   (   lost  ,   once  again  ,   much  to  her  immense  dismay  .   )   usually  little  regard  is  given  ,   but  her  waist  cape  lies  among  the  lost  items  ,   and  the  lack  of  its  presence  is  far  more  discomforting  than  expected  .   she  moves  with  care  through  the  halidom’s  expansive  hallways  ,   silent  as  a  mouse  --   though  not  quite  enough  to  evade  sight  altogether  .