madomadotsuki

[madomadotsuki]

oh dear ive actually fallen out of the face of heart here didnt i?

i promise i will try to be active here again

[madomadotsuki]

the child is wrapped up in a big ol' hug. lots of kisses from the papa bear. "happy birthday, lil' cub! i love you so much." he says, nuzzling her cheek.

[⌘]-- Too bad for you, Bleu. There was a TRAP and you fell right into it! Baby Hands and bright red running shoes latch around his form like a baby koala. Good luck getting her off you now, fool!

       “An’ I love you so much I ain’t letting you go now. Mwahaha!”

[madomadotsuki]

TODAY IS AN INTERNATIONAL HOLIDAY

OUR FAVORITE SLEEPY GREMLIN CHILD TURNS 15 TODAY

[madomadotsuki]

𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞. bold always / usually applies.    italic only applies situationally / sometimes

DEFENSIVENESS.     arms  crossed  on  chest.   crossing  legs.     fist-like  gestures.    pointing  index  finger.      karate  chops.      stiffening  of  shoulders.  tense  posture.    curling  of  lip.    baring  of  teeth.   leaning slightly away.    too quick responses.  loss of humor / taking everything too literal.  speaking too fast.  constant apologizing.   confusion.

REFLECTIVE.     hand-to-face  gestures. head  tilted.    stroking chin.      peering  over   glasses.      taking glasses  off  —  cleaning.      putting  earpiece  of  glasses  in mouth.       pipe  smoker  gestures.      putting  hand  to  the  bridge  of  nose.      pursed  lips.   knitted  brows.

SUSPICION.     arms  crossed.   sideways  glance.    touching  or  rubbing  nose.    rubbing  eyes.     hands  resting  on  weapon.     brows  rising.     lips  pressing  into  a  thin  line.     strict  unwavering  eye  contact.     wrinkling  of  nose.  showing signs of frustration.

OPENNESS  &  COOPERATION.     open  hands.     upper  body  in  sprinters  position.      sitting  on  the  edge  of  a  chair.      hand-to-face gestures.      unbuttoned  coat.     tilted  head.     slacked  shoulders.   droopy  posture.      feet  pointed  outward.     palms  flat  and  facing  outward.

CONFIDENCE.     hands  behind  back.    hands  on  lapels  of  coat.   steepled  hands.  baring  teeth  in  a  grin.   rolling  shoulders.     tipping  head  back  but maintaining  eye  contact.   chest  puffed  up.     shoulders  back.    arms  folded  just  above  navel.  lack of aggression.   open hands / posture.

INSECURITY  &  ANXIETY.     chewing  pen  or  pencil.      rubbing  thumb  over  opposite  thumb.      biting  fingernails.     hands  in  pockets.      elbow  bent.     closed  gestures.     clearing  throat.      “ whew ”  sound.      picking  or  pinching  flesh.    fidgeting  in  chair.   hand  covering  mouth  whilst  speaking.     poor  eye  contact.    tugging  at  pants  whilst  seated.      jingling  money  in pockets.     tugging  at  ear.    perspiring  hands.     playing  with  hair.    swaying.    playing  with  pointer or marker.      smacking  lips.      sighing.      rocking  on  balls  of  feet.     flexing  fingers  sporadically.   speaking too fast.   being unable to move from current place / frozen still.  constant apologizing.

FRUSTRATION.     short  breaths.    “ tsk ”  sounds. tightly  clenched  hands. fist-like  gestures.     pointing  index  finger.    running  hand  through  hair.      rubbing  back  of  neck.     snarling.       revealing  teeth.     grimacing.     sharp-eyed  glowers  with  notable  tension  in  brows.   shoulders  back  ,  head  up   -   defensive  posturing.    clenching  of  jaw.    grinding  of  teeth.   nostrils  flaring  /  heavy  exhales.  eyerolling.

TAGGED BY: @cosmosfated TAGGING:  just steal from me COWARD

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I LIVE!!

YAAAAS

[madomadotsuki]

“oh this place got so big and crowded and chaotic its become anxiety-inducing and overwhelming for me so lil me went fucking AWOL/ghosting wait what its become inactive? huh”

“oh so updates made it active again so lets see if i have fun again oh hey its being p good oh wait whats that? a very awkward situation? with a moderator no less?”

my brain: oof time for you to go AWOL/ghosting again bc you clearly dont *TRUTHFULLY* belong in there! but dont actually leave bc there are like two people (who are awesome btw) have pending/unfinished things youre doing with them so maybe just be there to do what you ‘have’ to do

[madomadotsuki]

mado is like the physical, human chief version of r/prorevenge and her friends know that very well

[madomadotsuki]

sorry for not doing a lot here yet

my ability to muse, in general, has been all over the place lately, ontop of me being tired, and the fact this blog doesnt seem to have fully kicked yet

but im still here

[madomadotsuki]

ladyarjuna replied to your post: tbh im surprised nobody made a rp blog for ...

I mean. I could, but at this point, I’d have to be really long winded about it.

ladyarjuna replied to your post: tbh im surprised nobody made a rp blog for ...

It’d end up one massive Shaggy Dog Story

i believe that’d take roughly 2% of shaggy’s power. 3% at most

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yettoberefuted replied to your post: tbh im surprised nobody made a rp blog for godly /...

Do it

id have to have the equivalent of 1% of shaggy’s power to be able to do that, which i admit i dont

[madomadotsuki]

tbh im surprised nobody made a rp blog for godly / ultra instinct shaggy with those shaggy memes (to my knowledge)

[madomadotsuki]

sorry if i seem distant or emotionally unavailable

our dog died today and. fukc i feel so fucking horrible

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cosmosfated‌:

   He’d not correct her on that.  Unless asked how he spends his days lately, he’d not say a word of how spells like that were hardly a drop in the ocean of how he uses actually his magic.  He’d not say a word of how he makes helicopters go ragdoll and occasionally turn into different shapes by morphing their structure ever so slightly.  He’d not say a word of how blood rituals were as normal as going grocery shopping, and that his only disagreement with it is how his housemate tracks bloody footprints through the halls like a child that came in from playing in puddles left by the rain.  He’d not say a word of how at home he feels in a timeline so far from this home that he couldn’t put any description to it other than ‘humble chaos’.

   He watches her walk over to the bean bag and sprawl over it.  His lips twitch upwards into a gentle smile, that of which brings a slight twinkle to his eyes as he takes off his boots to set them aside─ mere force of habit than anything else.  It felt more natural to walk around in his socks or even just his bare feet.  Ever try walking in the sand with nobody else around and only the sea to talk to you?  It’s quite soothing, even if you can’t always understand what the sea is saying back to you.

   “when push comes to shove, this is where i come to get away from it all. it’s my home. it’s always felt more like home than the other one that i built.”  He huffs out a bit of laughter.  “i could never figure out why, and for once i didn’t chase the curiosity. best to leave it be, and enjoy what i have while i have it, right kiddo?”  It’s a gentle jab towards her and her persistence on being… how should I say… ever so diligent in her ways of REVENGE.  It’s all well and good but at the end of the day, you have to notice what you have rather than what you don’t.  A lesson he learned the hard way.

   His footsteps are nigh soundless against the floorboards, only a faint shuffling that sounds more like terrycloth of a robe than it does cotton of socks.  Best to leave it be, perhaps?  “would you like anything to drink or to eat? the snacks around here are to die for.”  He doesn’t say where “here” is though.  “you’d probably love nearly all of the trademarked sweets.”

[⌘]-- “A mystery or two is okay to be left like that rather than chase everything out curiosity. Sometimes it is, after all, often more enticing to see the shiny wrapped present than to see what’s inside, isn’t it?” Unless it’s an ill-natured/hearted present. Those are never nice.

       Sure, knowledge is power and all that jazz, but when it comes to such... abstract yet deep things such as the sensation of home being far more welcoming than at home, sometimes the logical/rational reasons either aren’t as satisfactory, or, sometimes some things don’t need some ulterior motive to pull on its strings, they just, are.

       Though of course, if home is failing to feel like home for Fleur, then that’s probably a subtle sign that there are things there that need to be sorted out-- which if she’s being honest, isn’t too surprising. But she doesn’t know how to point that out without sounding like she’s being biased and condemning his home, which is not what she wants at all, so she decides to leave that bit quiet. Besides, she’s sure that Fleur already knows there are loose ends anyways, he doesn’t need a munchkin of a tiny witch to tell him.

       Again, this is his home away from home, this is where he comes to feel at home and get away from it all. Madotsuki wouldn’t DARE bring in junk to interfere with that. Not HERE. That would just defeat the purpose of here.

       She lifts her head back up, glancing up at the lovely dork of her cousin, with a grin that is almost daring. Did he just say sweets?

       “Oh. Don’t you tempt me like that, cousin. You should know by now that I’m a complete sucker for sugar.”

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cosmosfated‌:

   His smirk says more than his words ever could.  Yup, he’ll believe that once he sees the kid responsible and give them the big brother talk.  Modified to fit his wonderful witchy cousin, of course!

   With a ripple of faint lavender light glittering with white, he steps through a portal that previously remained unseen. A nicely tied together Teleport spell, one that doesn’t strain him really.  He’s getting better at it.

   And when they both step through…    …it’s a nice beach setting.  The sides of the cove seem naturally cut away into the big open structure by the gentle rolling waves, and in the distance once can hear the light bustling of town goers in the nearby town, which one could assume is either close to or a town over from Humilau.  This makeshift ‘sea cottage’ that he’s stepped into with her in his arms is welcoming, and actually pleasantly warm even though spring time is only just now creeping in— meaning that it’s still chilly outside of this place.  It is a pretty large outcropping, and this is a fairly large– though humble– house to accommodate him and those he wishes to bring here.  There are extremely comfortable looking couches and a few beanbag chairs with floral patterns, there are slightly translucent blinds with that same floral pattern on them with a sea design embroidered carefully into the bottom of it.  There’s a decent sized kitchen, and the upstairs leads to a nice couple of living quarters, one specifically for his tastes and one in case another should want to stay here.  It’s not his personal study, but when he doesn’t so much want to hide as much as he wants to take a breather– this is where he goes.  Only two others, a Warlock and a Shifter, have seen this place thus far.

   “this is, my home away from home.”  That statement runs deeper than she knows, deeper than he’d ever truly say unless it was necessary.  “i hope you like this place as much as i do,”  he says as he gently sets her down.  He looks far more at ease here than he ever did anywhere else in the timeline.

[⌘]-- The witch does notice that the teleportation method doesn’t seem to be the one Fleur regularly uses, but opts to not comment on it-- she remembers his commentary via private messaging on being put on bedrest recently, and sort of connected the dots: He probably still had to take it easy whatever way he could- which she is more than glad that he is doing so. Remember when telling him to take it easy was, like, super hard to get him to do so?

       The place he took her to only further backed that up.

       It sure was one of those ‘residences away from stresses (and stressors) or the chaotic lifestyle of big cities.’ It did seem like a good place not only for recovery, but for de-stressing and even detoxing, for certain. It sure shows in her cousin’s face how good this place is being for him.

       If one knows Madotsuki well, they’d already have guessed that the first thing she’d do once set down, was hog on one of the beanbag chairs, basically plopping over it on her back, like a cryptid cat of a gremlin. And what did she do? Exactly that, of course. She even hums in satisfaction as she feels her body nearly sinking into the darn comfortable thing.

       She stretches her head and arms back, a position that was rather comical. “I think I get you there, cousin. I’ve needed ‘home away from home’ a couple times myself too.” Mostly of those times was back when she and her dad were still stuck in his previous abusive, toxic marriage. She is still bitter over that, don’t be fooled.

       “I can see this place’s doing you wonders, cousin. Heck, I’ve been here for what? 10 seconds? And I already dig it!”

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"Oh don't give me that." Sprays more.

[⌘]– She accepts her fate with open arms. This is only the beginning after all. Glitter me UP.

[madomadotsuki]

*sprays glitter silly string*

[⌘]– “ANARCHY!”

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cosmosfated‌:

   Arceus above, huh?  “nah, nah. i got someplace better in mind, especially since at least there you get to suffering through the same big brother routine i put the other lil’ ones that visit me through whenever they show romantic interest in someone or someone else shows romantic interest in them.”  Into his arms she goes!  Stealing a little witch and none shall stop him!

[⌘]-- Wait what- goddammit. “There is NO romantic interest there and you KNOW it!” Big cheeky pout. “Dude’s enamored with my food, not me. They’re very different things!” Well, they do say the way to a guy’s heart is through their stomach so... yeah. Once picked up, the lil’ witch playfully ragdolls her weight. Woosh.