#⊹ ︴pr͟ompts 、 𝔡𝔦𝔞logues,
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❛ @sunsdrop﹕ 〝 you want a hug﹖ 〞
from DIALOGUE PROMPTS ﹐ still accepting﹗ ৻ꪆ ˊ˗
the sudden inquiry shocks them, breaking the consistent stream of somber cascading into spirit’s stiffening scaffolding. her highness has been awfully persistent in preaching about being open to one another. at their own accord, of course.
a wry chuckle whisked from lips, bitter ﹠ guised, head shake followed. "no way turnin’ ya down, is there﹖" own digits sifts through locks that tickles nape of neck, curt sigh. ever since arriving within the walls of corona, he's been evasive to touch, often keeping arms tucked in, and feet above ground.
the sting of being phased through serves as a haunting reminder .. but, rapunzel sees him, has spoken to him. there is no reason why she would phase through his touch, right﹖
even so .. digits twitch restlessly, allowing the question to falter in the air around them.
"i guess a hug would be fine. it's treason if i don't heed her highness' wishes, anyway."
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❛ @wishfulmuses﹕ as long as i can be of no help, i'm going to hide.
from DIALOGUE PROMPTS ﹐ still accepting﹗ ৻ꪆ ˊ˗
puff of expelled vapors through a semi─curled tier.
as much as he'd hate the idea of separating from the child under his protection, she was right. he'd hate himself more had she been captured into the claws of pitch black.
"yeah, probably for the best," an arm extended warily in front of the younger, frost crackling against his hold on twinetender.
he doesn’t shrink, nor does he back out ┄┄ the looming, accumulating fearlings ﹠ nightmare men rising to the height of a tsunami. tch .. in frost nature, a small disdainful sneer. seriously, what a show off.
licks of black, tar—like substances web out across the floor, widespread anarchy .. yet, it fails to touch the area chloe's in. almost avoiding it.
"﹙⠀…⠀﹚ actually," a look of gradual recognition, recalling what had happened years back with jamie ﹠ co. looking over their shoulder, glint of impish ideation.
"you could help me."
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❛ @froznspirit﹕ the magic here is old ﹠ wild.
from DIALOGUE PROMPTS ﹐ still accepting﹗ ৻ꪆ ˊ˗
𝖚ttered 'neath an uneasy, exhaled breath, twinetender held ‘tween a taut grip, an accumulated blast of frost awaits it’s release. floes alert﹔ stance on the defensive. a slight glance behind a hooded shoulder, 'fore sights returned to the figure venturing ahead.
"hey, els﹖ might wanna be on the alert, 'kay﹖ uncharted territory's no laughin' matter, don't want ya droppin' into holes or anythin' like that," sugar—coated, an attempt ┄┄ at the very least, to lighten the mood. shared, near fatal incidents.
truth be told ﹙ .. ﹚ this place gave him the creeps. him, the king of wild things, the gnawing sense of crawling trepidation. the magic stirred and shifted 'neath their footings, ever—changing, in unpredictable winds.
the closest thing they could compare this phenomenon to was emily jane—pitchiner﹔ MOTHER NATURE herself.
but unlike emily's magic, who brought him a sense of shared familiarity ┄┄ this one seemed much more hidden .. into the maw of a dormant beast.
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❛ @froznspirit﹕ 〝 quiet .. do not wake it. 〞
from DIALOGUE PROMPTS ﹐ still accepting﹗ ৻ꪆ ˊ˗
the cryptic nature of unnaming just what lays dormant before them earns an exasperated, furrow of brows from the spirit. there's nothing jack dislikes more than receiving the absence of answers.
"dude's not a morning person then," sardonically, shrug of shoulders. lifting discarded pieces of trinkets for a languid examination. nothing of interest, but anything to keep them on their toes.
while patience threads thin, he's relieved to know there's someone reliable to keep them in check if anything goes awry.
"elsa, found anything interesting to write home about﹖" looking over their shoulder, tufts of white fringe briefly obscuring vision of the maiden tracing writings carved onto the cave. is that even safe .. worry casts, pirouetting shadows along lineaments of their face.
floating along, placing their head betwixt the once—queen's own ﹠ shoulders. "so, what's shakin' bacon﹖"
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𓎟𓎟 ⺌ acc tags..
❛ ooc, drop ᴼᶠ 𝖒oo͟n𝓯all 🌙.
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❛ starters, ⁎ ◌ open ◝ starters. 🌨️
❛ prompts, ⊹ ︴pr͟ompts 、 𝔡𝔦𝔞logues, 𐂂 ︴pr͟ompts 、 𝓈ℯ𝓉tings,
𓎟𓎟 ⺌ muse tags..
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❛ aesthetics, ゛❄️ ◞ ⠀winter 𝖇͟orne.
❛ verses, ˖ 〳 c͟an you 𝚂𝙴𝙴 m𝒆��� ゚ ུ
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❛ promos, check it out ꜝꜝ ⌟
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❛ @lcafman﹕ come on﹗ open your eyes﹗
from DIALOGUE PROMPTS ﹐ still accepting﹗ ৻ꪆ ˊ˗
venturing into a nightmare’s lair in search for answers hadn’t been one of their best ideas. where vengeance had led them, struck by the SPEAR of an awaiting nightmare man.
creosote clogged lungs that could no longer breathe, the haunting, burning sensation from centuries before, thought forgotten, had crept up his throat, sending them into a strangulated shock. veins intertwined with tar, webs upward, seizing muscles.
staggering their way toward the nearest gateway in lumbering steps, the trees heed their lord’s wishes, instantly transporting him to the doorsteps of his most trusted leafman.
collapsing onto the ground, stature wrought with jittered exhales that no longer expelled, more bracken liquid forced out of esophagus "nod, shit, i can’t see," floes once studded blue now blotted with liquid tar, tainting tear ducts ﹠ veins black.
digits paw aimlessly around the floor, the crushing weight of dependency from such an amateur mistake is enough to make them seethe, through clenched jaw, feeling arms supporting him up, head bowed ﹠ gaze faraway, convulsive capture of breath.
"don’t worry about me," through, pained asphyxiated gasps, "guardians ┄┄ reinforcements. get them, hurry."
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