Sep 14, 2019
@munchkiin
“ Been so many... cruel people lately, “ Was she venting? Perhaps. But, of all people, Ari deserved it, “ Just... need time to... rest. Need some kindness. “
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@munchkiin
“ Been so many... cruel people lately, “ Was she venting? Perhaps. But, of all people, Ari deserved it, “ Just... need time to... rest. Need some kindness. “
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Oh my goodness you're on the makima blog /lh I thought it got covered with my other rbs 😭
Where you go i go
@munchkiin / continued !
❛ can’t i just come with you ? ❜ there was an unmistakably tone of desperation in her question . a sad frown fell upon her lips , eyes widening in what was perhaps the last bit of hope . she squeezed his hands back , never wanting to let go . they could be together , it didn’t matter where . the manor was but a building ; her duties still could carried out somewhere else , and the staff surely would maintain the state of the place . true love had no boundaries , and it was clear to her that boq didn’t want to leave either . the conditions of his request to move out had been hazy to nessarose . perhaps his family was worried , maybe they needed him back home to support them . the reasoning could have been anything , really ( he hadn’t given much detail ) . ❛ please -- please , don’t go , ❜ she pleaded , the cry echoing out into the empty room . embarrassed , nessa dropped one of his hands , bringing up a hand to cover her saddened expression . now , she was fearful of what would become of her ; he truly was all she had left to live for , to depend on -- to LOVE for . without boq , she would be alone . ❛ i need you to take care of me , boq . ❜
@munchkiin / continued !
❛ you should stay here and sit down for a few moments , ❜ she offered , subtly gesturing towards a small , almost decorative ( she’d never actually seen anyone use it ) bench . the two of them had hurried back from their morning class after nessarose had insisted that she get back inside before , oz-forbid , the impending snow began to fall . luckily , they had made it , but she felt ignorant for not noticing how boq had looked during class . perhaps now it was worse than it had been . not only did he sound awful , but he looked TERRIBLE . besides , nessa knew from experience that when one was sick it was comforting to have someone around to help ; surely boq felt the same way , even if his stubbornness tried its best to prevent that . of course , he wouldn’t be able to stay for long -- madame morrible would never permit such a thing . imagine if they were to get caught , even now ! typically , she allowed him to escort her , briefly say a farewell , and then leave . just the few moments he had been here would have been too much for the head . ❛ or i could go with you now back to your room , so you could get some rest . ❜
Continuation for @munchkiin from this ask!
Because Nick’s tryin real hard to be a good dad but listen he’s doing it alone.
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Nick knew the routine. It seemed every week Boq came home with a new crush on a new girl.
“Maybe one day you’ll bring home a Munchkin girl.” He thought to himself. Not that either of them new many other Munchkins anymore. It was hard to maintain a sense of community. And...Nick missed it. If things had been different, he would’ve raised his son in the family cabin in those eastern forests and sent him to school with the other munchkin children who were also the sons and daughters of humble laborers. Weekends would have been spent with picnics piled high with strawberries and pies beside the ponds. He even could have brought Boq outside in rainstorms to leap into the puddles. That one especially hurt.
That’s not how things were. It was a different life. He was the Tin Woodman of Oz and he and his son had to uphold all of the standards and lifestyles expected of such figureheads.
But even so, Nick saw that little gleam in Boq’s eyes. It was encouraging. He didn’t want to warn him again and again of the downside of letting your heart get carried away. Didn’t want to tell him about how the boy’s mother tore Nick’s life and world apart limb by limb and how Boq was the one good thing he got from that union, his cherished son.
Nick also had to acknowledge this meant his son was growing up. Crushes were normal, natural. But both Nick and his son possessed a nature that was so set on pleasing others. Safety was perhaps the most simple of many precautions needed.
Nick sighed and composed himself with the smallest of smiles, one that was meant to be more understanding than stern, to the best of his tin-faced abilities.
“Who is she? Is she from our region?” A pause. “Even so, you must guard your heart. Be careful, alright?”
I can’t bear to see you grow up just yet.
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@munchkiin || Continued from [x]
“Well, no. Of course not. Either way, Mombi would have answered for her crimes.” For imprisoning Lina’s mother. For attempting to imprison Dorothy. For the deaths of those girls... “But the Isle...you’ve heard what they’ve said about that place. It’s barbaric. Is that the kind of Queen I want to be? A Queen who would let someone...even someone like Mombi suffer that fate?”
It hadn’t been her decision to send Mombi there; she had been just a child when the Isle was created -- the treaties with Auradon signed. The decision had been her mother’s, along with the royal council (Dorothy, Glinda, etc. ) and yet, she still felt responsible. Felt like she should be doing something.
“Maybe...maybe we should ask to have our villains...our criminals extradited back here. They can serve out their sentences in an Ozian prison.”