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hilflosnarr-blog · 9 years
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heavenlywxter started following you
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"ǀ нσρє ǀ ɗση'т нανє тσ ѕƖαу уσυ, уσυя ρяєѕєηcє ιѕ... cσмfσятιηg."
Harsh and dense were her words, but at the same time, they were truthful. As closely as serpentine being reminded of her of witches, having an otherworldly quality that she was used to, there was a calming aura to the being that made her feel at ease. So Walpurga took a knee by the riverside she found this entity residing in and watched her carefully, praying that trusting the creature wasn’t a foolish mistake.
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heavenlywxter replied to your post:alt!
// Oh my god she’s so cute. >w<
Her only defense is that the owls thought it was funny :’D
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mochimochirabbit-a · 9 years
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Oki-tan: I need to beat your moon husband cause he's got a good miracle he's keeping locked away in that chest back behind him!
Hatter: My moon husband, huh?
Oki-tan: Your moon husband, yes. :B
Hatter: EVERYTHING RELATED TO THE MOON = MARRIED TO ME
Hatter: I enjoy this logic
Oki-tan: Yes. Yes, this is a beautiful thing~.
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owlfaceofkamui-blog · 9 years
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heavenlywxter started following owlfaceofkamui
“I know what you’re thinking, but I promise--”
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“The owls only eat mice.”
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heavenlywxter replied to your post:heavenlywxter replied to your post:// I FORGOT...
// Oh totally! I could honestly see that! She’d really try hard and no one gets it! I love that so much! XD
Her OWLS get it.
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eisdrachenerbe-blog · 9 years
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A Lady Of Class
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Eyes are blank, look upon the landscape of desolation without regard nor concern for those below. His Mistress was not here, so the darkly colored Shinigami turns away instantly. Booted feet cross the ground, glowing eyes staring over the various nooks and crannies his Mistress could have hidden herself away in. The sound of rustling leaves, and he pursues instantly, sure it was his Mistress, having given the game up at long last.
“Mistress Giselle?” He calls softly, mindful of the sleeping beasts, before he pauses and takes a step backwards. “You are not Mistress Giselle.”
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