#strictlywoven

nuke it

emeraldtenacity replied to your post

//you can rewarm lattes tard

Skyrim was right!

In this universe I would probably.. Hmm... I would have her living in Riften as a thief. In this situation she would be a khajiit because it would be more suiting to the area. Riften is the slums of the realm so she would  always be fighting to keep herself on top of the other thieves and protecting what she had stolen.

Seldom would she leave Riften unless a dragon was attacking the village or if she needed to hunt. Food is something she wouldn't steal because it was scarce as it was. It wouldn't be fair in her eyes. Her weapon would be most likely a bow and arrow set along with a couple daggers to be safe in case of close quarter combat.

I was writing out her bio for the zombie AU before so this can work for the walking dead since I wouldn't really have her interact with the main cast unless y'know they were RP blogs.

Natsumi worked in a small bakery and she was in the middle of an order for a wedding. She was caught up in her work when she first heard about people getting sick, though thought nothing of it. She figured it was a flu of some kind. When her mother and father got sick though she became worried and stayed home with them till they turned, the feline reluctantly putting the bullets in their heads.

She ran away from her home to fight to survive and attempted to aid people along the way. She tried not to stay in places for long for fear of having to kill someone yet again. She couldn't handle that thought, but she would bandage the wounded and help build somewhat stable shelters so they could get at least some kind of rest.

✘ - hates?

I hate it when people misuse my baking supplies as stupid as that sounds. Like, they’re using my nonstick pans but cut into them with a knife? Or putting non oven stuff in the oven because nothing bad happened last time? It’s really stupid but it really pisses me off.

I also really hate the cold. Don’t like the snow, the dampness, having to have a million blankets. Ugh. None of it.

✿ - fave kind of clothing?

It’s a shirt my boyfriend has. It’s super soft and comfy. It’s like a bluey purple. Well that or my nightie that belonged to my grandmother. I know it sounds weird, but I always loved it. It’s grey with a pink leopard on it. Unfortunately it’s really short on me ;;;

ღ - mottos?

Hmm…

"Drawing an accurate interpretation of your mouth on your mouth."

Natsumi’s eyes were full of curiosity when she stared at the woman before her. She was different than her. There was no features of animal, yet she smelt of a demon. She approached with caution, attempting to reach up and touch her hair.

"You smell funny miss. You smell like the bugs that my daddy lets me chase around the dens. I have a collection, but they usually bite me and get away…" She couldn’t help but smile as she rolled up her sleeve as she extended it out to May. "Look look! See this one? I got it from an ugly beetle a-and this one here was from a spider. It bit me really hard and I had to eat herbs to make me better."

Send “Little thing” and my character will tell you something as a child.

It was unlike anything she had ever seen…

Strands upon strands, covering the base of one of the caves. It was almost like it suctioned the air in, sealing it off like a door, intricately woven seams stitched along the rocks surface. She wanted to touch it, to break it, but at the same time, she didn’t want to ruin something so beautiful… Because it was beautiful. 

She could hear the howls, one of her wolves was stuck in there. “Please! Let him go!” She couldn’t see a person, but a shadow on the other side of the wall, holding her wolf by the scruff of his neck. “L-let him go or father will kill you!” Her voice was getting desperate, her tiny hands reaching for the strands. She had to hurry, but the sticky woven net only proved to cling to her skin, her fingers getting stuck. 

He would be so angry. “Please!! Please let my wolf go! I don’t want to watch you die!”