#LIDDELL :{ there’s something about hanging out with the wicked kids!

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 @lentlilly​ sent: “This part of town isn’t a good place to be at this time of night.” stnk. For a Muse of your choice!! Liddell!

“Why? ‘Cause there’s something awesome around here you think I shouldn’t have?” Liddell sneered over her shoulder, yelling so as to be heard over the rain splattering against her umbrella as she marched away from the main road. It was getting dark, and cold, and her stockings were soaked, but the fortune teller had her convinced there was something nasty and powerful around here. “If you’re not gonna tell me where I can get a cursed artifact or something, then just scram!”

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❝ i could go for a whole month without seeing anyone and be just fine. ❞ (to liddell, from q84!) @pseudoneiric​ | from here!

“That’s dumb!” she says, blunt without thinking. Liddell is something of a loner who isn’t wired to be alone. A former orphaned outcast, prone to being picked on, and even more prone to lashing out in retaliation, which doesn’t endear her to most people. She’s never had a lot of friends, but she can’t imagine just not seeing anybody either... and for a whole month?

“I mean, people are annoying, but... don’t you get lonely?”

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“Lilian! Lilian!” Liddell calls out, racing to her side with a wild grin on her face. She’s winded -- she really needs to work on some teleportation magic! -- but wastes no time thrusting a clumsily wrapped package into Lilian’s hands, “Happy birthday~!”

Liddell is much more adept at making mischief and magic than she is at anything crafty, but she could not be convinced that the idea of making Lilian a tauth doll of her own was anything but a fantastic one. The doll inside the crumpled wrapping and sloppy bow has crooked a jack-o’-lantern-esque smile across its face, a dress made of frayed black lace, hair of fluffy violet yarn poking out from under a pointy hat, and two bright blue buttons for eyes that aren’t quite the same size. Many tauth dolls are slipshod and grotesque -- either by design or from age -- but Liddell’s inexperienced hand is evident in the craftsmanship (or lack thereof). Nevertheless, she puffs out her chest with pride at the finished product.

“I didn’t name it, so you can give it one! It’s a great listener!”

@pseudoneiric​

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@pseudoneiric​‘s lilian said: "if there's any justice, karma's coming soon to bite you in the ass."

“No karma and no justice, Lilian! Just you, me, and a few funky little playing cards!” Liddell titters as she flips over a card from the deck. A seven. “That’s twenty-one for me! If you want to try playing again maybe you can get a blackjack of your own~” Just a friendly game. They weren’t even betting anything, because Liddell didn’t carry any money, and blackjack was the only game she knew how to play. It was popular with both the princesses and Alice’s servants. Even Loue played. And now it was one of Liddell’s favorite ways to kill some time, so of course she had to make sure Lilian knew how to play.

“And don’t you dare act like I’m using magic to cheat! Nobody likes a sore loser so let’s try again, okay~?” Not to say that she wouldn’t (hypothetically) but she wasn’t. And she hadn’t in any of the games she’d played

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  “Ick! You ever get hit with a gross memory of something you’d almost managed to forget about?”

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@pseudoneiric​​ :

lilian's only going trick-or-treating for liddell's benefit, really. she doesn't like sweets, but she does like the young witch's company. as she carefully draws on whiskers to complete her cat-girl costume, she peers over to her friend. "don't tell me you're going as a witch. today is a day to be inventive! to really let your creative juices flow."

Liddell bounces slightly in her seat, waiting impatiently for Lilian to finish so they can get a move on, already! When Lilian glances over at her with a gaze full of scrutiny, she gets a smidge defensive.

“Witches get a pass on costumes! Without us there wouldn’t even be any Halloween, y’know?” a pause, “But if you insist...” with a wave of her hand she magics her skimpy ensemble into a gauzy lavender dress with dainty flat shoes and flowers in her hair. The decorative bat wings on her back stretch out into large glittery butterfly wings. She looks like the winged of old Florin, but what people from most realms, including Lilian’s, would be more likely to call a fairy. “I’ll do this as a treat... but you get a little trick in exchange~”

She claps her hands together with a mischievous grin and brings to life Lilian’s costume cat ears and tail. Just for a few hours.

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“What’s everyone gonna be for Halloween? You’re running out of time to get your costume together!”

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❛ those who can, do. those who can’t apparently run this fucking place. ❜ (okay hmm… to liddell from danny!) (from @hellhaunt​)

That sounded like something Liddell could have come up with herself. She was very much a doer, and a damn good one at that! It had carried her much farther than stupid old magic school ever could. But Danny?

She twirls her umbrella behind her, pigtails bobbing slightly as she looks him up and down skeptically.   “Oh yeah? What kind of place are you running?”

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send ☁ for sender’s muse to fall asleep against receiver’s. from ASHLEY for ya girl liddell | @katebaikiru​

Liddell is so out of it, she doesn’t even notice the gradually-increasing weight on her shoulder. Ten... eleven hours they’ve been sitting here? She’s lost track. When she finally moves her aching eyes from the cauldron in front of them to the cushion beside her, and finds Ashley slumped against her shoulder, dozing softly.

“What the— HEY!” Liddell shrugs her off with an elbow and a disapproving pout. “I put the last of my snake meat in there, so if we screw this one up we can’t try again! Concentrate, damn it!”

Brewing magic is not Liddell’s specialty. She thought it was Ashley’s, and here she is falling asleep on her! Not that Liddell isn’t tired too... on the contrary, she’d give just about anything to pass out right now.,, But after all this time she’s not going to let some stupid potion get the better of her!

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For all her skipping class, her dropping out, her impulsiveness, her mischievous streak, and her occasionally haughty attitude, Liddell didn’t like being a nuisance the way she sometimes had been growing up. But she was no pushover either, and never had been.

“Kids can be mean, y’know? I wasn’t gonna let ‘em push me around just because I was the principal’s charity case! It’s called setting boundaries or whatever!” she explained to Lilian, sounding more defensive about it than she really wanted to admit to, “Be crazy! But learn how to be crazy without being the center of attention. Be brave enough to live different.”

✐ for liddell and lili! | @pseudoneiric​​ | (the number was 1031! halloween!)

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“You’re all just lazy cowards who don’t have the guts to do spooky stuff all year long!

          Try living in a graveyard, losers.”

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everyone tag drop

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“Hey where are my crabs?”

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“Who’s got presents and cookies and all the sparkly decorations?! Gimme!”

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@pseudoneiric​ | four of swords

“Lilian! Lilian, it’s me! Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?!” Liddell’s small gloved fist bangs frantically on the door that Lilian has locked herself inside of as panicked tears prick at her eyes. Unlocking the door with magic would be less than child’s play, but Lilian had seemed so desperate to get away that it seemed unlikely to soothe the situation at all. Fear and confusion and guilt swirled around in her stomach. “Lilian... I’m worried...”

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