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[draggeddowntothedark]

@dxlaflamme​

“But wait, if you just take a minute to even look at her picture-”

The latest passerby just shot Ickarus a dirty look and the young man didn’t even bother to try asking them to look again. They kept on going, and Ick was left alone by the front door of the coffee shop. Well, not for long. Here came the manager and Ick didn’t even try to fight it. He just walked off before he could be ‘asked’ to leave the premises.

It wasn’t fair. How come no one cared? He was trying his best not to cry, but tears stung the corners of his eyes. Dammit. It was useless. He was never going to find her-

“Gah!”

Ick turned a corner too fast and smacked right into someone else. The flyers scattered across the sidewalk and Ick just wanted to die.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” Ick couldn’t even look at her as he scrambled to pick them all up- flyers with Iva Vaughn’s picture on them and the oh so familiar phrase ‘have you seen me?’ printed in giant block letters. Flyers that people barely looked at let alone took.

[shireentheunburnt]

IC WORD ASSOCIATION

ROUGH - grabbed

HIDE - darkness

FOOLISH - ignorant

SAD - grief

HATE -  red

LIGHT -  pain

DARK - safety

MOTHER - protection

FATHER - betrayal

CHILD - innocent

MARRIAGE - partnership

LOVE - everything

SOFT - blanket

PET - company

DREAM - nightmares

DIVORCE - leaving

WATER - soothing

LOUD - screaming

ANNOUNCEMENT - ceremony 

POWER - corruption

FIGHT - justified?

WHITE - snow

SICK -  rejection

KISS - cheek

HURT - fire

HAPPY - love

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+Anyone who wants to :-)

[deciphertheriddler]

@dxlaflamme gets bday shenanigans

In a neat purple tux (See? He doesn't wear just green), Edward waits for Marianne by her door.

"So, custom Valentine's Day on your birthday. Most girls wouldn't like to share a day with that. It gets you only one gift, didn't you think about that?" He smirks, eyes affectionate. "Ready for our date night?"

[sialiia]

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    “𝓢o hey, weird’ish question that I’m sure you’ve heard before many times...” Sydney began as she adjusted herself to look more interested in the question she was going to ask, but she was genuinely interested in it. “How do your powers work? Or is that too big of a question?”

[songbirdsandsugar-moved]

@dxlaflamme wants to know what flower Lucy associates them with.

Fire poppies. Lucy is still getting to know Marianne and can't quite base the representation on personality the way she would a few others. However, she senses something 'fiery' about her, and believes the fire poppy to be a good representation of her, at least at the moment (this is subject to change as she gets to know her). Not only do the blooms represent fire itself, they also use smoke, heat, and charred soil as signs to sprout, making them a very resilient and uncommon flower, often found in places that have recently burned much like a phoenix.

[umbrellasfuture]

@dxlaflamme sent: Maybe you should sit down

"Right..." Billie breathed, she was still in a little shock as she reached for the stool, holding it steady as she climbed onto it. She was still trying to wrap her head around what had happened. She blinked a few times before wiping at her face with the back of her hands. "You got a towel handy?"

[cfgcdsandmcnsters]

❔

send ❔ and i’ll list a couple muses that i’d like to throw at yours! // accepting

Glory, Marilyn, Nica, Mira, Magdalena, Malakai

[briingmayflowers]

📜 for May and 📜 for Deirdre

Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse. || accepting || @dxlaflamme

[magaprima]

@dxlaflamme​

She had sensed her out there in the mortal realm, something which didn’t exactly belong. Curiosity had led her to follow ​the scent, to trace the psychic trail to find out just what precisely was behind it, and found herself before what appeared to be nothing more than a mortal woman. Though she knew well enough from her own personal experience that looks could be deceiving; even her own hid a multitude of histories and dark, delicious sins. 

She found the curious creature deep in research, using what appeared to be her free time to pour over ancient texts, ones which Lilith knew personally to be...less than accurate. Specifically because she had been alive when they were written; just because aspects of the mortal realm, and of spirits and deities beyond Pandemonium, had been of little concern to her in the past millennia didn’t mean she hadn’t witnessed them, that she hadn’t...kept her ear cautiously to the ground. 

“And what might you be trying to find in these....unreliable texts?” She asked as a way of announcing her arrival and of introducing herself. 

[daedaluscried]

@dxlaflamme​

“ Ahhhhh! “ Excuse her, she’s literally screaming into a forest. It was a necessary activity sometimes. As long as nobody was currently looking for you at that time.

[wildcxrds]

i loooove your OCs!!! Such a wide range of characters and you write them all sooooo well! I know you've had them for a long time and it shows with how developed they are! Your art is *chef's kiss*. I hope to meet them all but from the one's we've met so far, I love Allie's warmth and her energy - and even though she's been through soooo much (or maybe because of it) she's extra kind. And Jacob, let us hug you bby.

PLEASE

[shireentheunburnt]

👀

Send “👀” and I will reply with three rumors about my muse

One rumor that is false

Two rumors that are true (one good, one bad)

She thinks her father should have brought his half of the army safely back to Castle Black and answered for himself.

She hates everyone of the Red Faith.

She is afraid of dragons.

@dxlaflamme

[deciphertheriddler]

📔(OwO)

send “📔” to read an entry from my muse’s diary about your muse || @dxlaflamme

[After some translation, because he actually writes mirrored in his journals and mixes languages]

Marianne Nestmile. I'm aware she came for me because I looked like the main suspect of a crime. Once again, a crime I didn't commit. (What is it with Gotham lately and blaming plain old me?) I thought she was an officer at first, which made me ware (who would blame me), but turns out she's a consultant... Someone who shouldn't even be in the mess that is Gotham.

I know there's a lot more to her than meets the eyes. Call it my riddler instincts. There's a puzzle there, one I desperately want to solve.

But is it my place to do that? I keep getting involved and I keep her around. And I know it's dangerous. I'm dangerous. I'm selfishly want her to stay. Well, until she notices what is wrong with me... I know this is temporary.

I know I will mess up, sooner or later. I'm fine now, but I won't be for long. I grow restless. I have been drawing traps. I try to distract myself, but I don't know how long it will take for me to break. My mind needs an outlet.

I can't involve her in my world, but I always succumb to my own desires, no matter what. For good or for bad, my mind always betrays me.

[draggeddowntothedark]

☼

☼ Name three things you don’t leave the house without

Headphones, phone, and my purse which has a bunch of things to fiddle with/stim. Outside is scary. I need protection.

[songbirdsandsugar-moved]

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What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

This is actually a really difficult one to answer. I don't think there is a specific thing I can really pinpoint. It seems like I'm constantly writing that she's laughing or giggling. Especially in threads with her husband, Remi always makes her laugh for different reasons. She giggles and blushes when he compliments her, she giggles when he picks her up. He just makes her incredibly happy.

[umbrellasfuture]

💥

💥 ― a memory you wish you’d forget.

For three years, Billie endured Jade's hatred. She kept blaming her for Simon. They hadn't been close since the doberman attack, but every day since their father died, Billie was reminded that everything that happened that night was her fault. Jade proved she didn't care about their dad. Not once did she mention him. She'd already replaced him with Uncle Bert. They were nearly identical anyways. Instead, Simon was the source of Jade's ire. A boy that she hadn't even been dating anyways.

"If Simon meant so much to you, then how come you went and fucked somebody else?" Billie spat at her sister, referencing the fact that Jade was now going to become a teen mom. There was a smirk tugging the corner of her lips, proud of any emotional damage she could cause Jade.

"You bitch." Billie's jaw clenched as her sister insulted her. Maybe she deserved it. But she was trying hard not to show how much it stung. Even after three years. "You don't get to talk about him," Jade continued. "You don't have the right to say his name!"

Billie rolled her eyes. This was the final straw. She should've left a long time ago. She should have stayed at Umbrella the night her father died. She should've let Evelyn help her. "Why? He's not special. You aren't special. You're just another chick. He probably only wanted to fuck you, and then he would've left you. And he probably would've told everyone at school too."

She couldn't deny that there was a satisfaction growing in her as she watched the pain form on her sister's face.

Billie gripped the strap of her bag, pulling it up onto her shoulder. She started towards the door, stopping right in front of her sister so she could look her in the eyes. "Fuck you, fuck your baby, fuck Simon, fuck Uncle Bert, and fuck dad!" The only thing that kept her from shoving her sister to punctuate her words was the fact that Jade was pregnant. So she sneered at her instead, daring her sister to retaliate.

Jade just stood there, staring at her in shock.

"That's what I thought," Billie walked to the door and opened it, pausing to look over her shoulder one last time at her sister, "You're all bark and no bite."