Nov 9, 2025
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"Curious.... I wonder...." He practically floats over to the other, examining them closely, yellowed eyes flickering behind his hood. "What is a being such as you doing in my domain?"
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@dreamlightmagicgarden liked for a starter
"Curious.... I wonder...." He practically floats over to the other, examining them closely, yellowed eyes flickering behind his hood. "What is a being such as you doing in my domain?"
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It has been days since he left the vents. Well, he believes it's been days. It's hard to tell when you are surrounded by steel walls at all hours. Abaddon's eyes burn and ache, nose stuffed up after having been running for he has no idea how long. The body had been taken away and the familiar chair is empty... but the hotel isn't. It isn't just the ghosts floating about through the walls, one or two occasionally popping in to check on him.
The death weighs heavy on him but he has no idea why. So many have left before, some even the same way... but why did this... why did this... hurt?
Why did it hurt?
Curled up in the nest made for himself, mostly of Nathan's old clothes, it's the sound of voices that pull him away and carefully shuffling his way through the line. This produces a subtle scuttling noise along with a thump or two. And it's as he gets close to one of the vent grates that he pauses, hearing the voice much clearer than before.
"There's that sound again... it HAS to be a raccoon in the vents!"
Raccoon? How offensive, he was no raccoon--!
Next thing he knows the grate is gone and a broom, of all things, is being shoved inside and smacks him directly in the face. A hiss bursts from the demon's lips, clawed hands instantly grabbing hold of the bristles and giving a hard yank.
No one hits him in the face and gets away with it!
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@dreamlightmagicgarden dreamed: ❝ You awake too? Maybe insomnia is contagious. ❞ from August :3
She was curled up in a chair on the balcony, a light blanket across her legs, while she watched the stars blink down at her. She hadn't heard him come up behind her, so engrossed in her thoughts that she jumped when he spoke.
"Oh, I hope I didn't bother you." She said as she pressed a hand to her pounding heart. "I just have so much on my mind."
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He was curled up in the corner of the bedroom, panicked and laboured breathing and drenched in sweat, his tunic practically soggy as he sat there in his terrified state. A trail of blood led towards him and to his stump, the straps of his prothetic and the hook itself scattered across the floor leading to him as he clasped and clawed at the amputation...
𓂃 ⚓︎ 𓏻 "Hey not bad." He takes a sip of wine as they stop for a break from hunting, feeding his horse. "You're better at this than I thought. Go hunting often back home?"
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who’re you rooting for? hook/gaston or hook/cruella
pick ur ship
hook/gaston
hook/cruella
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The forest was silent at that hour. The leaves were softly rustling, a few insects chirped in the tall grass, all the creatures were asleep while the nocturnal ones began to emerge… a moment of peace and tranquility.
Zuko sat against the rough trunk of a fallen tree, one leg bent and his arm resting on his knee. His Dao was planted in the ground beside him, easily accessible if needed.
With two fingers on his other hand, he made a small flame dance in the palm of his hand. He observed it carefully. He was lost in his thoughts… thoughts free from those of work.
Sometimes he needed to disappear for a while to rest his mind and feel the fresh air… different from that inside the palace.
The flame flickered, then went out as he closed his hand.
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"Oh! I didn't know another ghoul was here. I thought this place was free to haunt." Well, this was a tad awkward, wasn't it? Hang on a minute. Something seems a little peculiar about this one. The spectral poltergeist tilts her head in an effort to fully see the other.