#;; ᵗʳᵃᵛᵉˡᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵘᶰᵏᶰᵒʷᶰ [medieval verse]

[schattenmagier]

... Everyone in Yharnam is mad... That's what she believes.

[schattenmagier]

She had not been bored that much actually. In fact, he seemed to be very... friendly. The thief simply didn't knew what else they could talk about. Besides, if she wanted to talk to him, or if he wanted to, they sure aren't going to leave any time soon.

" Alright... Thank you. " " Hm. Perhaps he will spare me a moment of his time... "

Lilli mumbled, and turned to leave towards where Venigni had pointed out Geppetto to be. Hopefully he is up for a chat. The more information she gathered about the situation, the better. Maybe there will be something useful.

As Venigni wished her good luck, she turns towards him again for a moment, just to give a nod, and disappear out of sight.

"Ah, but of course."

Here he was, rambling and likely boring her to death! As if anyone could get bored with him, anyway. Perhaps a little overwhelmed? He can get a little bit verbose, after all!

With a quick clearing of his throat, the Prince of Krat tips his hat to her, giving a quick nod.

"Then don't let me take your time any further! If you need any help... or just to chat, I'll be here.

As for Geppetto, well..." another clearing of his throat. "He's usually very busy, and a bit... distant, lately. "

He never was a chatty person, but in the last few years he just got more and more closed off... but, honestly could anyone blame him for that? Venigni wasn't the only one accused of messing with all of Krat because of his puppets, after all!

"...but I'm sure he could take a few minutes to chat. Best of luck!"

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@ infernalpursuit [ @miratenebrarum Pinocchio ] asked:

“Are you lost?” <- said in the most plain and emotionless way ever btw

Again. The thief found herself in a unfamilar place. Again, not the first time, and surely not her last. Standing now in a city she had never visited, Lilli was indeed lost. She also saw not a soul besides herself. Perhaps a dead place. Maybe a place in which she could find some valuable goods...?

A voice ripped her out of her thought's, and made the woman spin around... just to find a boy not standing to far away from her. Something on him was strange, though Lilli couldn't exactly tell what it was. Surely not his plain and emotionless way to talk to her, because she replied just the same, with her face also showing barely any reaction.

" I suppose I am... Do you mind telling me where I am? "

Perhaps she could get some information from this one. He was the only other person she saw around so far after all.

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Character symbolism - Flowers 🥀

done using this list!

Anemone: Forsaken, withered hopes - Barberry: Sourness of temper, petulance - Bird's-foot trefoil: Revenge - Borage: Bluntness, abruptness - Canterbury Bells: Gratitude, acknowledgement - Love lies bleeding: Hopelessness, not heartless

Tagged by: @yellowfingcr (Thank you!!!)

Tagging: @5mind, @fishermcn, @blooddrinkingbartender, @teknah, @outofthiisworld, @ultimateutopia and @ everyone who wants to do this!

[schattenmagier]

🤔!

[ All those thoughts // Accepting ]

[ Those apples I bought are not the best quality... But the other booths didn't had better ones either. They surely will go bad very quickly... I bought to many. Can't eat them all... I should go and find Heysel to share them with... Maybe even leave some with the Vicar... ]

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" Honestly? If it helps us, then fucking do it- "

She can handle this for a few seconds. Get it's attention and all that. Perhaps she can even try to cut off it's nose. But to the same time, the thief wasn't sure if Edgar was just talking bullshit so he can escape while she has the Behemoths attention all on her. Hey, that's her emergency plan-

But that thought is quickly discared when she sees the crystal and the light coming from it. Yes, she has no idea what that is. But Lilli guessed she had to trust him a little here...

Again, the woman stumbles back when she's pushed. Though she didn't needed to decide for to long. Now it was her who was pushing Edgar back, just to stand in front of him and ready her blades.

" Fine, fine. I will distract it. But hurry up. I do not plan to be it's next meal. "

She just hopes that he is going to be fast with whatever he is going to do with that weird crystal. But how does she distract the Behemoth? Well... running and throwing daggers at it should do, right?

" HEY! Over here you ugly beast! "

And perhaps taunting it a little... even if it might not understand. Everything to get it's attention and turn it's back to Edgar.

…that was the plan, to be quite honest. It wasn't a good one, but it was a plan! The beast wasted precious time rubbing its eye as if it expected to stop the pain, and Edgar reloadrd his crossbow, slowly aiming again.

But she was right. The eyes were easy to dispose to, but the nose? What should he do, personally cut it off???

What a stupid plan. Defeating a Behemot in two…

"…!"

…they weren't really just two, tho. Summoning wasn't really his forte, but…

"Maybe I have something else, but I'd need to focus on it for a few seconds." he hastly explained, still taking advantage of the creature's temporary pain to pull out from his pockets a crystal, bright as a lightning in the night "So-- if you wish I can keep distracting this and let you use this, or I'll have to ask you to get its attention--"

--a roar, Edgar again put himself between the monster and Lilli, pushing her back to avoid being flattened by one of its paws.

"--a-and I'm sorry, but you'll have to decide this quite fast!"

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[ Under the mistletoe // Accepting! ]

@yellowfingcr asked:

🌿 Heysel offers her cheek, then taps it with a claw.

Oh no... OH NO!!! Why Heysel?!? Why anyone at all?!? And who the fuck even thought it's a good idea to hang up a mistletoe in the first place? Stupid tradition!

And Lilli knows that she could simply tell the hunter that she... isn't participating in this tradition. Hell, she hadn't ever participated in the holiday either. But the way the cheek was offered, and tapped by the claw... Wait... Did Heysel always had claws? ... Nevermind. The thief really didn't wanted to disappoint her friend...

" .... Fine, fine... "

The woman simply muttered before putting one hand on Heysel's other cheek, and lean into just to give the cheek, that had been offered, a small peck. It was quick, and short, and after it was done, she immediately pulled away again, with her face red as a tomato.

" Here... Happy? "

[schattenmagier]

🎁 Heysel blinks prettily.

[ Time for gifts // Accepting! ]

" Heysel... "

Did the hunter knew that Lilli had... something for her? But how? She hadn't mentioned it to anyone. But perhaps... Heysel had snatched a glance or two when the thief had been working on the small gift. Because that's... that's what friends do, no? Especially at this time of the year. Or at least, she had heard so from locals...

Lilli hides the little trinket behind her back, before letting out a low sigh, and gently taking the other womans hand... just to place a small wooden crab figure inside her palm.

" Here- I uhm... made this for you... I think I heard that you... like crabs? "

[schattenmagier]

♡ !

[ What does she think... // Accepting! ]

●●●●○ | ATTRACTION ●●●○○ | AFFECTION ●●●○○ | INTEREST ●●●○○ | LOYALTY ●●●○○ | TRUST

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Truly she is out of breath. But still continues to stare, and glare at her partner in crime. Perhaps she had said a bit to much, spilled a bit to many informations that she had never intended to give. But the way he had spoken to her a moment ago. Almost accusing her of being like the ones he had fought in the past. To paint her evil, while not knowing anything about her! That hadn't just sit right with her. Especially coming from someone who she is suppose to trust in and outside of any kind of job.

And his silence, after her outburst, wasn't making her feel any better. No, it's not soothing her anger, it makes it grow even more. Why isn't he saying anything? What is he thinking? She wouldn't be surprised if Soot believed she was lying, or even mad! And that would even be the most tame outcome. So the thief was obviously on edge, and ready to pull a knife at the man, when Soot decided to close the distance between them. But there was no aggression in his body language, only tension... until it falls away, and he speaks again.

" If you were so sure, that I wasn't like them, then don't be so hostile next time! I was ready to stab you! "

Lilli hissed, and pushed him just a tiny bit. Mostly to show off that she was still slightly angry at him, and how he had approached the whole subject. Just then the tension also finally leaves her, with a sigh from herself. So the woman was not concerned as much, when Soot retrieved something from beneath cowl, and clothes. Something white. Something she couldn't name, while the man spoke about helping her. Or at least offering his help.

But the longer she stared at the strange necklace, the more details she could see. Runes, which she had never seen before, carved into the pale thing... A bone perhaps? The color would fit... But from what creature she wondered.

" What is that? And how are you suppose to 'help' me with it? "

The thief asks, still hesitant depsite feeling that Soot didn't meant her any harm. It's just so foreign for her to have someone offer her help. Especially in this case. It actually brings up another question that occupied her mind.

" Why do you even want to help me? "

Because what would he gain? He surely could find another partner in crime instead of sticking with someone who has something overworldly following her every step. Something that could prove to be more dangerous than she anticipated.

" You assumed right... The question still stands though. Why do you want to stay partners? "

In the face of her nerves and fear turned fury for having dredged up this unspeakable thing dogging her heels, Soot has no reply. Wave after wave of that anger crashes down and against him, a tempest battering against a sea wall, and yet he makes no move to stop Lilli from venting the whole of it. When it had begun in earnest, when those words of denial had given way to reveal the terror and upset now pouring out in pure vitriol, Soot had turned back to see them all twist her face and had even stood to approach. Those stained hands of his made no move to stop her though, simply hanging limp and listless at his sides, but his gaze was anything but-- those stormy eyes simply watched, meeting the blue of her angry stare yet giving nothing of his own thoughts away even as Lilli raged and raged...

Even now, with Lilli surely breathless from fury and dry of mouth from lambasting him, Soot simply stares a moment longer. Long fingers tap-tap-tapping away at his hip, there's a considering look about him as those stormy eyes roam the whole of Lilli, as though in search of something out of the norm or otherwise wrong with her. With a slow nod, he blinks, and the measure of his steps is careful but not cautious anymore as the distance between them quickly disappears.

Then Soot's standing before her, and with a sigh that thoroughly loosens the lingering tension from his slight shoulders he nods again. "... all right. Believe ya, I do. Reckon I'd have felt if ya were anything like them lot I once knew." With a care that probably borders on paranoia, he reaches up towards his collarbone, pulling aside the cowl resting there and slipping those long fingers of his beneath tattered cloth and leathers for a length of twine. "Gonna help ya figure out what th'hell all this shadow shit is, though. Ain't keen on letting it lie, I ain't."

With another careful tug, the necklace is pulled up and over his head, and Soot holds it out for Lilli to see plainly. A pale thing of bone carved and crossed with intersecting lines into the shape of a strange rune of sorts, the charm is just large enough to fit into the palm of his stained hand as he continues, "Starting with this here. Might can help... assuming ya want help."

"Assuming we're still partners."

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"Hello friend Lilli! I have obtained some berries." Blueberries, specifically, and they are sitting all dark and glossy in the palm of her clawed hand. She delicately picks up one. Brings it to the thief's lips, with the clear intention of feeding it to her. "Here. Have one."

[ Flustering... // Accepting! ]

" Oh... Did you buy them or- "

The thief was about to ask her hunter friend, before shutting up very quickly again when the blueberry was presented to her, and brought to her lips.

What.... What was Heysel doing?!? Was she about to feed her?!? Lilli stares at the berry. Not moving. Not saying anything. Why was the hunter always doing stuff like this to her? At this point the thief simply guessed that she was doing it on purpose to try to fluster her. And it's working by how red Lilli's cheeks became once again. She hates how easily to spot it is on her pale skin.

The woman presses her lips together, before her eyes finally went from the blueberry to Heysel. And slowly, with almost careful movements, she takes the berry from her hand, before throwing it in her mouth. Yeah, yeah, no. She's... not gonna let her feed her.

" Uhm... Thanks... It's very... sweet. "

At least Heysel managed to fluster her.

[schattenmagier]

@infernalpursuit asked:

@sxnguinesxnctum from the fainting meme ❝You’re really pale.❞

The thief was feeling terrible. She had barely slept, and hadn't eaten anything in a while. Lilli was just feeling so nauseous. Of course she had been sick before but... This was getting worse and worse. And of course she tries to hide it all. Not asking for help. Unable to get over her pride to do so of course. And even though she tries to hide her feeling very unwell, the vicar still seemed to notice something. Well, her pale face for now. Or he had simply not called her out on anything else so far.

The woman is pretty sure he will offer her that blood again if he does find out... And while she had always refused it so far, she was tempted to take such an offer now. She was feeling sick for days now. Of course she thinks about it... Even if it would include of her accepting someone's help.

Lilli swallows, and slowly looks at the man. At Laurence. Her movements had been just a tiny bit slower than usual, though she hoped he wouldn't notice. Then she opens her mouth, and-

" Am I now? "

-and answer with a counter question. It was a terrible habbit of her whenever she didn't wanted to answer a question truthfully. And she knows the vicar won't be satisfied with that answer either. So Lilli clears her throat before trying again.

" I believe I am always this pale, Vicar... Nothing to worry over. "

[schattenmagier]

[ Pinned against a wall // Still Accepting ]

infernalpursuit asked:

swagever [ SHIELD ]:     in order to protect them from physical harm caused by a third party, the sender shoves the receiver against the wall and shields them with their body. From P @miratenebrarum lmao

She should have been more careful. Even if Lilli had been not alone outside the hotel, she should have been way more careful. But with Pinocchio around, the thief had felt somehow a little more safe. Maybe because she had seen him fight, or because he knew his way around. Or both. So when they ran into some frenzied puppets, the thief wasn't all that worried. It weren't as many as the first time she had fought alongside Pinocchio.

And yet... Lilli had paid more attention to the friendly puppet, watching him fight, instead of watching her surroundings. Until she had quick footsteps coming towards her. One of those police puppets was charging at her way to fast. Faster than she had expected. And before she could do much than raise her blade, to try and parry the incoming attack, the frenzied puppet had already knocked the weapon out of her own hand, and made the woman stumble back.

'Fuck'. And the frenzied puppet was already raising it's weapon for another hit, and she knows this one will at least break some of her bones. The thief raises her arms to at least cover her head, before she closes her eyes, and waits for the hit... But instead of the blow of the weapon, she feels herself getting shoved, until her back hits a wall.

A she hears a pained groan. One she had heard before. And as she opens her eyes, she sees Pinocchio who was so obviously shielding her from that blow, but taking the damage himself. It leaves the thief speechless for a second, and just being able to stare at him.

Why did he do that? She wondered, but then her eyes moved past the puppet boy, and she saw that the frenzied one was already getting ready to strike again.

" Pinocchio! Watch out! "

She will tell him later 'thank you'.

[schattenmagier]

The last one of the bandits was still stalking towards her, so he had his back turned towards the massacre that took place insvolving the other men of his group. Lilli though had a perfect view of the scene. How Xiro slaughtered the bandits without even a moment of showing mercy. And she found it impressive. The way he cut into them, or dodged their attacks. They had no chance at all. But he wasn't quick enough before the last of the bandits reached her. He was already much to close...

" Game of cat´n mouse´s over, girl! "

The bandit spoke, smirking and raising his blade to give her the finishing blow. If she could buy a little more time... perhaps her 'savior' would be able to slaughter this one too before her time was up. So, the thief took the last remains of her strength, and raised her blade towards the man, in a parry, as he brought his own sword on her. The two blades collided, and with a move of her wrist, Lilli was able to push away the deadly blade of the bandit. A small smirk appears on the woman's face. But it did not last long, because the man quickly recovered, and instead of his blade, his free hand, clenched into a fist, and collided with her head this time.

She is knocked down, and starts seeing stars. Everything in her vision becomes a blurr of movements and color. She didn't notice, but the moment she had been knocked to the ground the darkness crept closer. Though not towards Xiro, but rather towards Lilli and the bandit. And when he rose his blade once again... it closed the distance in a second, and wrapped around the man who had noticed it just now. Who noticed it far to late. He screams as he gets entangled into the black mass, even swinging his sword at it, but it didn't seem to do the darkness any harm at all. And when the bandit was completely engulfed by the shadows, the screaming stopped... before the silence was broken once more as a disgusting bone breaking noise echoed from where he had been standing a moment ago.

“A frontal assault?” Xiro tutted, shaking his head. “Those never work.”

The first of them was upon him, but it mattered little. Sidestepping the blade’s downward swing, he pivoted, twisting easily and hooking his foot ‘round the man’s ankle. Down the bandit went, just barely missing falling on his own sword. His luck was short lived, for the next one tripped over him, and his sword wound up lodged in both his own throat and the back of the first’s skull. Heh, Xiro thought, two for one. The remaining seven were less inclined to do his work for him. They changed tack, attempting to instead surround him on all sides. He dodged the first few blows, then finally yanked his sword free to parry the rest. Where his enemies were haphazard and unskilled, he was a surgeon. A quick jab to the heart sent one to the great beyond. A slice to the hamstring brought one to his knees, and he was relieved of his head soon after. Usually, Xiro liked to take his time with scum like these, make them feel the penalties of their mistakes. But they were not the only threat to worry about, if you could call them a threat at all. His eyes briefly flicked away to the shadows. He could almost feel them slithering like snakes. That was where the real danger lay. His short sword pierced one man’s chin and upper pallet to tickle his brain. Another fell to a mere swipe to the throat. Blood sprayed, the mist nearly getting in his eyes. The Darkness continued to pull at him all the while, gnawing at the edges of his perception, as though trying to distract him just long enough.

[schattenmagier]

aesthetics : colours edition.

Tagged by: @ultimateutopia // Thank you!! Tagging: @ for who's who want to do this!

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 cloudless sky / ocean waves / winter dusk / deserted rest stops / dust filled book jackets / sea salt in your lungs / open space lofts / mountainside meditation / calm before storms / electric charged air / lighthouses / desert skies / summer breeze through a cottage window / cool air against water soaked skin / wind-chimes / big bed with lots of blankets / coming home after a long time away / a wolf howling in the distance / fingers dancing along spine / a hug from an old friend / afternoon tea

𝐑𝐄𝐃 wine soaked lips / internalized rage / blood on knuckles / four poster beds / barefoot on marble floor / velvet drapes / lipstick marks / murder mysteries / old barns with hay lofts / mouth full of weapons / love / dark chocolate / apple orchard visits / handwritten letters / fresh strawberry fields / soft candlelight / vintage pumps / tingles over your body / strong but gentle hand around your throat / scarf tied over your eyes / fog on a rainy night / intimate bar settings / complete destruction / kiss swollen lips / scratches against flesh / sitting by a fireplace /blood orange sunsets

𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 community gardens / sunflower seeds / open fields / blowing dandelion fluffs / bubbles in spring / warm champagne / drafty cottages opened after winter / soft buzzing near your ear / loose braids / flaxen sundresses / handmade straw hats / warm butter on fresh toast / daisy chains / drum circles / sun on your face / maypoles / outdoor festivals / fruity flavors / mist on produce / cucumber water / worn pages of a book / honey in tea / freckled skin / tarnished gold lockets / windmills

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 marshy swamps / haunted graveyards / twig snapping / campfires / ghost stories / urban exploration / vines creeping up brick / wooden flutes / quiet forests / labored breaths / hiking trails / rain on leaves / bonfires / fresh smoothies / water logged grotto / painful whispers from jealous lovers / successful business ventures / leaky cellars / mint scented lotions / ambitious promises / pine needle covered floors / oil lanterns / aloe on warmed skin / crushing floral foam / forgotten towns

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 crinkle of leather jacket / midnight walks / bulbs burning out / black lacquered nails / the sound of bats screeching / distant marching band music / noises when you’re home alone / blood soaked knife / dark lipstick on pale skin / scent of sulfur / soot on boots / slasher movies / glint of cat eyes in the dark / oil slicks on dark asphalt / basement bedrooms / investigating a noise / dust filled attics / empty theatres / whistling in the middle of the night / scratches at your window / wrought iron gates / lace neck ruffles / long floor sweeping skirts / broken music boxes / needle scratching on vinyl / lost memories / disembodied voices / forgotten faces

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 crisp scents / laundry on a line / fleece blankets / genuine laughter / feathers against skin / new life / cotton dresses / log cabins in winter / swan gliding through water / harp music floating through the air / mountain tops / ice sculptures / first snowflake of winter / linen freshly pressed / vanilla and cinnamon milk / a smile from a stranger / letters in the mail / a longing finally satiated / kiss of moonlight on skin / fresh canvas / snow glittering like diamonds / paint strokes / pretty lie told from a kind mouth / sparklers / coffee foam art

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 cloudless sky / ocean waves / winter dusk / deserted rest stops / dust filled book jackets / sea salt in your lungs / open space lofts / mountainside meditation / calm before storms / electric charged air / lighthouses / desert skies / summer breeze through a cottage window / cool air against water soaked skin / wind-chimes / big bed with lots of blankets / coming home after a long time away / a wolf howling in the distance / fingers dancing along spine / a hug from an old friend / afternoon tea

𝐑𝐄𝐃 wine soaked lips / internalized rage / blood on knuckles / four poster beds / barefoot on marble floor / velvet drapes / lipstick marks / murder mysteries / old barns with hay lofts / mouth full of weapons / love / dark chocolate / apple orchard visits / handwritten letters / fresh strawberry fields / soft candlelight / vintage pumps / tingles over your body / strong but gentle hand around your throat / scarf tied over your eyes / fog on a rainy night / intimate bar settings / complete destruction / kiss swollen lips / scratches against flesh / sitting by a fireplace / blood orange sunsets

𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 community gardens / sunflower seeds / open fields / blowing dandelion fluffs / bubbles in spring / warm champagne / drafty cottages opened after winter / soft buzzing near your ear / loose braids / flaxen sundresses / handmade straw hats / warm butter on fresh toast / daisy chains / drum circles / sun on your face / maypoles / outdoor festivals / fruity flavors / mist on produce / cucumber water / worn pages of a book / honey in tea / freckled skin / tarnished gold lockets / windmills

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 marshy swamps / haunted graveyards / twig snapping / campfires / ghost stories / urban exploration / vines creeping up brick / wooden flutes / quiet forests / labored breaths / hiking trails / rain on leaves / bonfires / fresh smoothies / water logged grotto / painful whispers from jealous lovers / successful business ventures / leaky cellars / mint scented lotions / ambitious promises / pine needle covered floors / oil lanterns / aloe on warmed skin / crushing floral foam / forgotten towns

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 crinkle of leather jacket / midnight walks / bulbs burning out / black lacquered nails / the sound of bats screeching / distant marching band music / noises when you’re home alone / blood soaked knife / dark lipstick on pale skin / scent of sulfur / soot on boots / slasher movies / glint of cat eyes in the dark / oil slicks on dark asphalt / basement bedrooms / investigating a noise / dust filled attics / empty theatres / whistling in the middle of the night / scratches at your window / wrought iron gates / lace neck ruffles / long floor sweeping skirts / broken music boxes / needle scratching on vinyl / lost memories / disembodied voices / forgotten faces

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 crisp scents / laundry on a line / fleece blankets / genuine laughter / feathers against skin / new life / cotton dresses / log cabins in winter / swan gliding through water / harp music floating through the air / mountain tops / ice sculptures / first snowflake of winter / linen freshly pressed / vanilla and cinnamon milk / a smile from a stranger / letters in the mail / a longing finally satiated / kiss of moonlight on skin / fresh canvas / snow glittering like diamonds / paint strokes / pretty lie told from a kind mouth / sparklers / coffee foam art

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