#wornlilac

repost, don’t reblog!

animal - arctic fox

colour(s) - shades of purple and blue

month - december

song - writing on the wall (blackmore's night)

number - five

time of day - night

plant - purple heather

scent - old books

crystal - white opal

season - winter

place -  a forgotten library

astrological sign - capricorn

astrological house - tenth

astrological planet - saturn

element - water

musical genre - classical

;; here's the doodle requests I got a couple days ago. They're not the best bc I was too jittery from my coffee, but oh well. I turned it into a big doodle page instead <3

One would think that riding out a storm upon the waves would be nothing for one like them. In fact one would think that they could easily control the very storm itself but...there was something strange about this storm. Something that seemed to fight them every time they attempted to move against or even under the tides. Eventually the storm got the best of them and the young elemental was pulled away to who knew where.

After a while the waters settled, allowing Torleif to finally make her way towards the nearest shore in order to gather her bearings. Nothing about this area looked familiar, meaning she didn't have the faintest idea of which way to go in order to get back. Her ocean-like hair began to lightly shift into a more fiery tone until she noted a forest nearby. Maybe one of the creatures there might know where she was and from there she could find her way home.

Send 📐 + your character's height to compare with one or more of mine!

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: ( put whatever you want here )

okay I have a lot of thoughts especially since I recently saw the movie for the first time and understand the inherent tragedy of love being an emotion that Amalthea is burdened by.

I think Robin would be enchanted by the unicorn and befriend her, probably always wondering where she goes to and hoping that Amalthea's presence would help keep the forest safe for a few days from yokai. Once Amalthea is turned human, though, it becomes a whole other story.

While Amalthea slowly forgets her life as a unicorn, Robin is both happy to have a "human" companion but also incredibly mournful. Because her relationship isn't the same, and she feels guilt for acting upon instincts to love a creature who does not belong to her, and probably would never be if she wants Amalthea to be her true self.

something something the tragedy of love turning you into a whole new person and someone loving the idea of you/your first self and unsure about the new self.

Giggles ensue as the unicorn boops him with their muzzle, happily accepting the unicorn kiss as described with enthusiasm. After nuzzling back with his own excitement and delight in the share of affection, he stops himself in an exclimation.

— " Oh!! That reminds me!! "

From his inventory (that he somehow accesses), he pulls out a beautiful little flower crown made by the local fauna, mostly forming blue pastels and slight greens that compliment the unicorn quite well.