* 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.

yua  (  she  /  her  /  they  them,  21+  ).  has  the  attention-span  of  a  goldfish  and  normally  had  a  video  somewhere.  spelling  mistakes?  very  possible.  discord  is  available  for  mutuals. other blogs  :  ana schariac  (  honkai  impact  3  ,  active  )  , stitches  (  animal  crossing  ,  hiatus  )

this  is  an  indie  ,  private  ,  mutually  exclusive  (  fate grand order original character  )  “hänsel and gretel”  ,  as in the storybook.  my  activity  is  very  sporadic  but  through  the  power  of  s.essionbox  ,  i’m  normally  on.  please  read  the  rules  before  following  &  interacting  !

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           fingers carded through moonlit strands , staring at them in shock ,  ❛     that’s not what i meant  ———      ❜ pause with mouth agape , cadence like a gentle brook , shock imbued into it.  ❛     your definition of a princess is certainly unique.     ❜ innocence , purity , white as untouched snow … how it sparkled. whimsy &. wonder braided , twisting. crystalline hues gaze upon their unfettered joy , &. she decided not to ruin the childish moment … no , the world would do that on its own. rather , she’d like to have caution at the forefront so that danger did not touch their soul. ❛     just be cautious , okay ? not everyone is as nice as they seem.     ❜ 

                         “   THERE YOU ARE , SUNSPOT .    i was wondering where you were .  ”

                          an  emperor  should  know  better.   it  rejuvenates  her   (   the  weight  of  the  world  was  something  she  was  accustomed  to   )   and  she  stands  a  little  taller,   brushes  exhaustion  from  her  spirit.   “   would  you  like  to  go  for  tea  one  afternoon?   ”   she  asks  kindly,   the  softest  she's  ever  sounded   /   the  tone  of  an  older  sister,   a  voice  she  never  gets  to  use.   edelgard  knows  she's  to  be  strict,   stern,   cold  and  distant.   she's  to  be  the  heartless  leader,   knows  more  than  anything  what  her  uncle  would  do  should  he  learn  she  did  otherwise.   but  these  are  her  friends,   she's  sure  of  it,   more  sure  than  she's  ever  been  of  anything  else.   “   we  could  talk  about  our  dreams,   you  and  i,   if  you  would  like.   ”

     While she waited for them to decide what to do with the whipped cream, Deirdre took a seat and lifted a hand to rest her chin on. And seeing that they were quite delighted with their recent discovery, the Archer couldn’t help it but smile a bit. ”Right? As heroic spirits, we don’t really need to eat, but getting to try all these new things is quite fun, hm?” Tasty would be a more appropriate word but she wasn’t going to sweat the details.

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐘  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐁𝐔𝐓  𝐀  𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐄  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑’𝐒  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃    /      turning  away  from  the  assassin  after  she  plucks  the  offered  pastry  from  the  other’s  fingers  with  a  smile.    t’was  for  naught  but  a  few  minutes  as  she  walks  towards  the  fridge  ,  fishing  a  pitcher  of  water  &  two  glasses  on  the  way  back  to  the  other’s  stature.    (  cookie  ‘tween  pursed  tiers  ,      &  𝐡𝐚𝐝  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬  𝐨𝐟  𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬  ,  𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡  𝐚  𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭  𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬  𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬  𝐚𝐬  𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥  ?    )  the  thought  elicits  a  soft  smile  from  the  queen  ,  placing  the  pitcher  &  glasses  ‘top  the  counter  as  she  bites  the  cookie  &  takes  hold  of  its  remnants.  ❝    it  tastes  like  burnt  cookies  i  suppose  ,  but  its  not  that  bad.  here  ,  my  dear  ,  have  some  water.      ❞          tiers  twisted  into  the  epitome  of  a  regal  smile  as  she  proceeds  to  pour  water  onto  their  glasses.    MIRTH  SWELLS  TWIXT  THE  PRESENCE  OF  WARMTH    ,      a  lambent  glow  ‘neath  flesh  at  the  child’s  response.    ❝  i’m  glad  that  you  are  enjoying  yourself.  there  is  not  much  in  terms  of  entertainment  in  chaldea ,  however  it  simply  must  do.  we  do  what  we  can  to  pass  time  till  the  master  needs  us  of  course.      ❞   𝐚  𝐧𝐨𝐝  𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬  ,  𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞  𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐭𝐨  𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭  ‘𝐩𝐨𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬  𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐚𝐬  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫  𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.    ❝  shiny  things  ?    i  see  ,  i  see.  i  used  to  have  a  wide  collection  of  jewelries  back  then  ,  you  would  have  loved  them.  &  many  pastries  made  of  sugar  as  well  !      france  is  a  beautiful  country  ,  you  would  have  loved  it.  perhaps  we  can  ask  the  master  to  rayshift  to  france  ,  if  its  only  possible  ,  of  course.        ❞

 𝐚  𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰  𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬  𝐚𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬  𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲  𝐨𝐟  𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲    (  or  was  it  simply  their  apparent  distress  at  this  current  predicament  they  found  themselves  in  ?  )  regardless  ,  the  lancer  sighs  at  the  query.  ❝    nah  kid  ,  m’not  a  wizard.  i’m  a  heroic  spirit  like  you.  never  really  got  along  with  wizards  in  my  time  too.      ❞        𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋  𝐀𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒    /      briefly  rousing  ‘neath  his  lids  as  the  innumerable  battles  he’s  fought  ‘gainst  such  forces  was  brought  to  mind.  he  regards  the  assassin  with  naught  but  a  twist  of  his  mouth  ,  shrugging  as  he  rests  his  palm  on  the  other’s  head  &  ruffles  the  bright  strands  ‘top  their  head.  ❝    i’m  just  a  normal  man  ,  i  guess.  what’re  ya’  even  doing  here  ?    sightseeing  ?      ❞

Questions for the mun!

🌟 - Who was your very first rp muse?

⌛ - How long have you been rping?

🌌 - What’s your favorite part of rp?

💗 - Do you prefer angst or fluff?

💝 - Who are some rpers you look up to?

💙 - Are there any muses you’ve been considering trying out?

🎂 - When’s your birthday?

🎊 - What’s your zodiac sign?

💞 - How old are you?

💖 - What’s something you like about your muse?

💔 - What’s something you dislike about your muse?

🍕 - What’s your favorite food?

🌅 - What’s your favorite season/weather?

🎥 - What’s your favorite tv show/movie?

🎼 - What’s your favorite song?

🎶 - Who’s your favorite singer/band/music producer?

🎲 - Do you have a favorite board game?

𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐎𝐅  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓  𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓    /      immediately  crouching  to  meet  the  other’s  gaze  as  a  hand  gently  lands  on  their  shoulder.  (  naught  but  a  light  weight  with  its  firm  grip  as  brows  furrowed  )  strands  of  panic  twixt  pools  of  crimson.    ❝      oi  kid  ,  don’t  say  that  word.    its  not  for  children  to  say.  if  that  cra  —  if  raikou  hears  you  ,  you’ll  be  scolded.      ❞      as  long  as  ya’  don’t  tell  others  its  me,  rests  ‘pon  the  tip  of  his  tongue.  THE  QUERY  SLIPS  FORTH  &  TIERS  CURL  ,    𝐚  𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡  𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡  𝐚𝐬  𝐡𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬  𝐨𝐧  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭  𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.    ❝      nah  ,    he  does.  he  eats  a  lot  y’know  &  he  can’t  stay  still  for  more  than  a  minute.  he  has  to  keep  moving  ,    like  a  mice  constantly  running  about  for  food.  ya’  should  try  asking  him  to  squeak  ,  he  does  that  a  lot.    ❞

            the disappointment in their voice struck a chord. sound plucked away at her glacial exterior. ———  what childlike innocence to wish to meet someone like a princess who had walked off the pages of a fairy - tale. light laughter expelled , the heiress sat back , ❛     one day , you may meet a princess but for now i hope i will do.     ❜ delicate finger tapped chin , realizing that perhaps there was a reason for such an odd request , ❛     why do you want to meet one ?     ❜

❛ i wonder if they’d let us put a mini fridge in here , or even one ofthose camping stoves if we make a spot where it’s clear of hazards .❜─── mentions of snacksalong with the ideas that float about in her own mind grip & pull her intoa stupor that she had no real intention of leaving just yet. they could havepiles upon piles of snacks in their tiny getaway & the smile with her mystifiedexpression would be a laugh if anyone outside of them were to see it.

            adorned in a floral dress ( regular , nothing special ) , cotton flowed into lace trim. lacquered nails of posey hue fell onto lap as she sat. the familiar name heard , she turned to the source. waves of luminescence cascaded from head’s crown. lash blinked twice before , joy sprang to face. ❛     no , i am not a princess but you flatter me for thinking so.     ❜ they were only a child , she supposed … so there was no need for chiding them like the many never - be suitors who thought it gained them favor to call her that word.

     A small snort left Deirdre upon seeing their reaction, the side of her mouth lifting into an amused smirk as she stared at the Assassin that had been thrown off balance. They reminded her of those wild rabbits that would suddenly freeze before running away as fast as they could. Would the kids run away as well? “Pfft, what’s with that face? Never seen whipped cream before?” She then handed them a spoon full of whipped cream. She had pestered them enough, so this was a small apology from her part. “Here, if you would like to try some.”

                    the  question  rings  hollow  albeit  correct  in  the  summer  hours.   exhaustion  blooms  similarly   (   the  rats,   the  cries,   the  demented  reparations  to  come   )   but  not  as  any  other.   it’s  only  motivation  to  keep  going  that  moves  her  now  as  her  battalion  circles  protectively.   “   please,   don’t  worry  too  much  about  me,   ”   she  says.   the  look  she  gives  them  is  vulnerable  but  assured.   “   it’s  embarrassing,   really,   that  my  dreams  would  have  this  much  sway.   i  will  not  let  my  carelessness  turn  the  tides  of  this  simulation.   ”

     ❛ WHAT on earth are you talking about ? It’s the perfect operation … well when it succeeds anyways ! ❜ In all honesty, she well aware it wouldn’t as easy as she hoped it would but it didn’t mean the possibility was zero.❛ While Tabasco may be tame but I’d say it’s appropriate for someone I haven’t met at all. Besides, I’m not that much of a demon to put anything disgusting in there ! I do take some pride in my cooking after all.❜ Well, her broken ego aside … ❛ I suppose I could but at this point I’m thinking of tricking someone I know since I have more of a hold on what they’re like. Would you happen to know anyone that’s gullible enough ?❜  

warm.  rider marie ,  they found ,  was extremely warm.  and that her hugs were really nice.  nice to the point they couldn’t do anything ,  anything at all when they were in the hold ,  all except for lean against her ,  to get closer to the warmth.  they wondered ,  briefly ,  if this warmth was one that a  “ mother ”  would have ,  would give to a child.  if their  “ mother ”  were here ,  would she be like rider marie ??  would she be a better  “ mother ”  then rider marie ??