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i'm too lazy to make a promo rn so uH hi it's sarah back at it again i was formerly @/nightsraven but i wanted to move epel to his own blog so here we are! give this post a like/reblog if you're interested in interacting and i'll check out your blog, thanks!

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i’m a day late for this too but uhhh rumor has it if you’re a heartsl.abyul student and you didn’t get any candy/chocolates you might just find a piece on your dresser the next day after coming back from class and it may or may not have been your housewarden who put it there

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more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?���

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

"how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

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i know i’m a day late because i was celebrating my dad’s birthday yesterday but !! if you’d like to feel free to send me valentine’s stuff

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barbara.

“ not all construction jobs are equally interesting. for example, drilling holes is boring, but fastening pieces of metal together is riveting. ”

❝ ............oh! ❞ eventually the joke makes sense, but sadly, he didn’t laugh.

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ok sleep time

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barbara.

“ i’m his step - daughter. but since i go to a boarding school, i only stay here part of the time, ”  barbara explains, putting perhaps a bit too much emphasis on that first prefix. despite how many times she’s been forced to explain her presence here, the conversation has yet to get easier. “ he is a bit strict as a professor … but it’s really Lucius you have to worry about. ”

     ❝ oh, i see now. ❞ he catches the ‘step’ in step - daughter, but knows that it’s probably best not to ask and let her choose to elaborate if she so wishes. either way, the explanation makes sense. ❝ the cat? now that you mention it, sometimes i think he glares at me but i can’t really tell. ❞ can cats even glare? well if one could it would be trein’s. probably.

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     ❝ you live with professor trein? ❞ he wouldn’t admit this out loud, but he had honestly been under the impression that she lived in some secret pomefiore room accessed only by some secret trap door. then again, she didn’t go to the same school as epel, so in hindsight that wouldn’t have made any sense. ❝ he... kind of scares me. just a little. ❞

@fluminas​ // unprompted

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gorarus​:

            “ I just think people in this school should take the stick outta their butts and just say ‘ fuck ‘ for once … “ 

     ❝ fuck! ❞

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me, looking at tulip’s twst au post and seeing that she’s actually a year older than epel which means he Is the baby once again

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in the span of about 5 minutes epel has:

called rook dad

got grounded by vil (and is not allowed to fire her agent, sadly)

gained a new sister (barbara)

all in all, a very big 5 minutes

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uniquemagics​:

“Only my personal assistant has firing privileges…unless you’re applying?”

❝ hell no. ❞

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@unblot​ asked: "sacre bleu! do you see me as a father figure, monsieur crabapple?" / from rook and yes this is a b99 reference

     ❝ n-no! ❞ and now his cheeks are red. great. as if the slip-up wasn’t bad enough already. ❝ if anything i see you as a bother figure. ❞

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new crack epel hc of the day: he starts sarcastically calling people ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ until the point where he does it on accident and now he’s awake at 1am staring at his ceiling still recovering

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uniquemagics​:

“My agent wouldn’t dare.”

❝ okay but if that were to hypothetically happen... could i fire them for you? ❞ he’s always wanted to yell ‘you’re fired’ at someone, don’t judge him.

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re that last post: as yuu spends more time in twist/ed wond/erland they begin to forget more and more. at first it’s small stuff like what they got for their tenth birthday but eventually it turns into forgetting their parent’s faces, whether or not they had siblings, and other really big things. eventually, yuu starts to question whether this is now their new home, and if they should abandon their old one. as well as if their memories are even real or if they’re fake ones.

i was also trying to subtly allude that malleus has probably had to deal with/will deal with a lot of people dying and may have been told at some point to get over it and forget about them but idk that’s up to The Expert (dove)

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@unblot​ asked: ‘  a  bloodline  is  nothing  when  you’ve  outlived  civilizations.  ’ / malleus for yuu! // scenario prompts - accepting

     it’s late. the only noise present being bare trees’ branches waving in the wind, casting shadows from the last hint of sunset. the full moon’s already in the sky, and there sits yuu beneath it, back against the metal fence, facing the place they temporarily refer to as ‘home’. ramshackle dorm ( and all of twisted wonderland, for that matter ) is hardly a real home to them, though.

     then again, ‘home’ has always been an odd concept. they’ve never fit in anywhere – not the world they’re from and certainly not here. sometimes yuu has trouble remembering things about their own world, like what color their walls were painted. and what their own parents looked ( look ) like. that thought of forgetting can be terrifying. sometimes it’s scarier than the realization that they may never return again.

     the sharp snap of a twig being crushed beside them snaps yuu out of their thoughts, head tilted upwards to see the nighttime stroller’s familiar face. ❝ sorry, tsunotarou. didn’t see you there. ❞ malleus, they remind themself, but knowing that name doesn’t change anything.

     ❝ i was just thinking about- ❞ the dorm prefect takes a deep breath, two pairs of eyes locked onto one another for several moments, neither form budging an inch, before they start up again. ❝ do you think it’s possible to forget someone close to you? a relative, i mean. ❞

     rather than respond right away, malleus takes a seat next to them, delicately placing gloved fingers between long-dead blades of grass. ❛ a bloodline is nothing when you’ve outlived civilizations. ❜ they say it, staring off ahead of them rather than looking at yuu directly, eyes without focus, almost like they’re being possessed. like the words are someone else’s. maybe they were.

     ❝ to you then, maybe. but... i wouldn’t say the same. ❞ i want to go home. before it comes to that. but then… what happens when i forget everyone here? and what if i’ve already been forgotten? ❝ try to remember me, okay? someone’s got to. ❞

     their eyes lock once more and – is that a smile on his face? ❛ of course. ❜ it’s a simple promise, no long-winded contract with fine print, but that’s what yuu likes most about it. they may not notice, but a smile is present on their face as well.

     and now, everything is silent once again.