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"There it looks better..." - Nunnally fixes his tie. It looks too messy for her liking.
he was in a rush; the gentlest of tugs slowed him down. "—what do you think, nun? tell the truth." there's the accent mirror, but it's useless. her opinion is what matters. "should i have gone with the blue instead?"
#lured into wonderland#.modern#.inquiry#wHEN THEY WERE STILL TOGETHER ? MAYBE ? X)#look if he's with someone he values their opinion more than his own#it's kind of disgusting#and magical
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@lured-into-wonderland continued from xXx
Why was this organic here in the first place? Not many came here, especially not the talkative ones. And this one didn't run away screaming. Was she in shock? Golden optics shifted downwards, observing her small body. She must have come all the way up here, all by herself. Interesting.
His scaled body gave small movements, the black and golden plates rattled to shake left over dirt from his frame. So dirty, he needed a wash later. A wash, that had to wait. The organic spoke, a curious little squishy. Something must be wrong with her processors or whatever these ones had under that messy strands of organic matter.
"Oh, I see you very well." He spoke, answering her second question by simply speaking. "All of you." Unlike her, his whole scaled body would be hard to fit into an organics view unless he curled up.
A rumbling hiss came out of his vocals, maws closed together. His main fangs still noticeable due to how they poked out from his mouth. Now, why was she so calm was the question? He lowered his head, slowly, each scale plate silently clicked along the movement. His lower jaw placed right beside her. Large golden optic close and personal to her.
"Now, the question is, are you gonna speed down that hill and tell the rest of your organic group on what you saw? Or are you gonna stay quiet and keep it to yourself?" His tone had a playful tone to it, as if waiting for her to answer yes to the first one. Because that option, would have some entertaining results for him. For her? Life time trauma, if she survived in the first place.
#lured into wonderland#Darkfang~Main#//I thrive in him messing with organics xD#//so had to respond <3#//also yay for new aus for her c:#//always interested to see <3
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✥ @lured-into-wonderland asked: ✥
✥ "Mr. Abe…" - Nunnally suddenly stops drinking her coffee as the snow starts to fall; a beautiful view through the window - "Look! it's the first snow this winter! Just before Christmas…Let's go!" - she stands up taking his hand with the gentle urge to take him outside - "Let's see if we can catch the falling snow on our hands…or tongues…" - she giggles as she walks out. Without a coat. Without a scarf. Without anything. ✥
♝~✺~♝
Haruto tightened his grip on the hand Nunnally had taken him by, but just as she reached the threshold he pulled her back, spinning her as in a dance and pulling her closer to him, "Not like that you're not. Darling, come now. You need to dress properly for the weather. You might not be an ordinary human, but I'm willing to bet the ice and snow is just as unpleasant without a coat, am I right? We'll go out once you're bundled up."
#✥ take my advice . . . ✥ ➺ ic#✥ well if you want to know what i think . . . ✥ ➺ answer#✥ purebreds are the superior angels ✥ ➺ repentance verse#lured into wonderland
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@lured-into-wonderland requested:
✏️; she is curious
" i want to be free. "
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“You look like you're about to jump outta your skin, Songbird.” he laughs a little, looking from the Nunally's face to the steering wheel ahead of her in the driver's seat. “It's a little daunting — I know — but it always is. It certainly was for me too.”
She's asked him once, in the past, if he could teach her to drive. At the present, he couldn't remember if she had added on “like him” to that statement or had left it as is. His better judgement elects to believe that she had wanted to learn the basics of how to drive and that is the thought he would stick with. If she piped up with an additional request… well… he couldn't tell her no — not when she looked up at him with those gentle, but pleading eyes of hers.
However, a half promise ( a “Maybe later” ) is easy enough to say.
“You tell me when you're ready and I'll walk you through slowly, okay?”
Mini-Starter Call | @lured-into-wonderland
#lured into wonderland#✖ ┊ ⧼ the guns aren’t just for show ⧽ ⇹ ( e. )#⚜ ┊ ⧼ it’s a wonderful cat’s life ⧽ ⇹ ( main verse. )
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📏 + Nunnally (160 cm) + Nobu!
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❛ you need some help ? ❜ he reaches out his hand to the girl, grinning from ear to ear. she seems lost and well, he can't just let a pretty girl just roam the streets lost.
#lured into wonderland#〈 closed starter. ★ 〉#〈 anger was better than guilt / main verse. ★ 〉#〈 axel reply. ★ 〉
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Plotted starter @lured-into-wonderland
Jade was accustomed to darkness, but he did not ever recall seeing a sky so bleak. A heavy malice persists in the clouds; it's as though he's watching the end of the world unraveling before his very own eyes with nothing to stop it. Laughable. Whoever summoned him to this world clearly did not provide helpful guidelines as to how he may proceed, what little information he'd managed to retrieve from scraps of paper on Jacques' desk had scantly been able to provide him the faintest silhouette of Jacques Sorrentino's life to his imagination, but they have not been very helpful.
The man is a journalist who graduated from university with the highest honours. He'd exceeded his Father's expectations and taken on a mantle to continue his brother's lifework. Jade Leech was none of these things, but the revolver he'd found in the top drawer of Jacques Sorrentino's desk merely suggested that he wasn't quite who he seemed. If anything, Jacques' situation shortly before he transmigrated was shrouded in nothing but uncertainties.
The door behind him opens. His eyelids flutter as he comes to find a young woman, ethereal and strangely beautiful for human standards, observing him from the door. A strong disbelief seizes his chest. His brows angle themselves into a look of absolute surprise. The setup and arrangements of Jacques' study room had not once suggested that he had a wife. But trying as it may, he merely allows himself a minute before the look vanishes from his face. "Can't sleep?" Perhaps it's not the most sensible thing to say to one's wife, "I will come to bed quite soon. I would like to watch the stars for a little while longer. Unless there is something you wish to discuss with me that simply cannot wait?"
#lured into wonderland#𖦹 ⋆꙳ ⁄ ic.#// let me know if you need anything changed here!#𖦹 ⋆꙳ ⟡ ⁄ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏғ sᴜɴᴋᴇɴ sʜɪᴘs ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀs *:・ MODERN VERSE.
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Smash or Pass + Nunnally (for Luzio since they are dating now)
".... I don't think we've even kissed yet. So not exactly a smash.. but I'm not passing either." Who even makes up these terms though. Awful.
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“Are you following me? Or are you lost and looking for a way out?” – in any way she should be (more) careful. She didn’t know the man. She thought she had seen him before; his face did seem familiar, but that was all she could tell about him. And as long as they were alone in that long and empty corridor, he had an advantage over her.
indeed, he’s been following her—not with ill intent. “you dropped this.” what was left in the young lady’s wake dangles from his finger, ready to be returned. “... no, i am not lost.” the question begs he ask the same, with a mocking sort of eagerness in his lilt and speed: “are you?” before she can make to answer, he retracts his hand, changing his mind about letting her have that undoubtedly precious item back. someone sinister dared him to ‘try being kind’ to the next five people he crossed paths with. she was number one. but every harmless step he takes, she’s darting away multiple, gutless more—and this thingy in his grasp might fetch a pretty gold piece elsewhere. “all right, i’ll be keeping this, then!”
#i'm scared to ask why he might be familiar 👀#but does it have anything to do with 👀#a certain 👀#long-winded 👀#idiot 👀#?#lured into wonderland#.inquiry#idiot in question:#fallesto#.reguLUST
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📐 + 160 cm +Yohana
Height Meme From over a year ago. //NOT accepting. // @lured-into-wonderland
"A beautiful flower for a beautiful lady.~" Totally harmless.
#lured into wonderland#My Art~#Pics~Yohana#//I am ashamed for how long this took#//But I'd say i'd do it in the end <3#//Hope I got her somewhat right ;w; <3#//Thank you for sending dearie <3#//Messy sketch as always but the idea is there <3
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He watched her — with his own eyes — trudge out of the sea bordering the Black Sand Beach. In most cases, he wouldn't even bat an eye at a being rising out from the waters and making their way to the shore. Many Niphuline dwelled in the realm and so, that much was a given sometimes. They usually had a specific manner and area in which they came to the surface… but a few citizens preferred to resurface in different areas of the realm. That was fine.
This being, on the other hand… was not Pheric. The farthest thing from it, if his senses were correct.
“…Stop.” he orders, as soon as the young woman's foot visibly touches the damp sand. “…Stop where you are.”
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#lured into wonderland#☨ ┊ ( side muse. huin. )#♖ ┊ ⌜ there is no cost too great ⌟ ⇹ ( v. godforsaken )#.hope this is okay!#.i apologize again for huin
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6, 14, 27. 28 for the topic meme
send a number for me to talk about one of the following topics!
6. excessive ooc
I'm not actually sure if this means just talking out of character or roleplaying a character in a very out-of-character manner. The first can't really be excessive since I enjoy chatting with my RP partners, but the latter can be a little off-putting.
But I mostly RP with other OC creators these days. So, I can't really know if the character is acting as they canonically should be which means I don't usually think about this matter. The few canon roleplayers I write with have given me a rather canon experience.
In this regard, I can't say I have too much experience with excessive ooc portrayal. And at the end of the day, everyone can interpret the characters as they wish.
14. icons
Personally, I don't use them, but I don't have any strong opinions about them either. I love my sprites, so I prefer either using them or writing completely without pictures. I don't have time or interest to make my own icons. But I don't mind if my writing partner wants to use them.
27. an old muse
I had an OC muse for Naruto fandom, Yume. She was part of the Uchiha clan but had been transferred away from Konoha before the whole clan was assassinated by Itachi. Her parents had never told her about this, so when Akatsuki sent Itachi and Kisame to kidnap her, she was completely oblivious to the reality of ninjas. I shipped Yume with Itachi, and back then, I had a steady RP partner who portrayed him.
28. your first muse
My first muse was Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean. It started as a joke to humor my friend but turned into something more serious because she enjoyed interacting with my portrayal of the said pirate. And then I was sucked into text-based roleplaying... 🤭
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@lured-into-wonderland liked for a smoll starter.
REGULUS WAS SITTING DOWN IN A TAVERN , as he was staring out into the streets. He was just admiring the village life. The royal suddenly felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Regulus stood up and did a quick curtsy. “ Milady.” he greets softly. The bar owner knows who Regulus is, a prince from a neighboring kingdom. It was the truth. “ What do I owe this visit from you?”
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@lured-into-wonderland ♡’d for a starter.
Cannot quite suppress the inward GROWL of displeasure upon seeing the woman once more in his establishment , casually drinking and entertaining herself ( truly , what is her game ? why does she insist on returning time & again ? ) . The halfling approaches her table , which has so readily become her usual haunt , and s c o w l s down at her , silvery blue hues dancing with ire. ❝ Here again I see , ❞ He remarks , tone curt , ❝ Humor me , what’s your business t h i s time ? ❞ If not to ANNOY HIM .
#❧ ⸺ how can ( queue ) say there is no story here ? ❞#❧ ⸺ ch. claudius | verse i: main ❞#❧ ⸺ ch. claudius | threads ❞#lured into wonderland#i did say these would be short--#but feel free to make it longer!
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📏 + Nunnally (160 cm) + Kisu!
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