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"Um — so what..what do you need from me exactly? Is it going to be fun..fun? 'm gonna kick you if..if it's boring."
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dddeprived
“ keep staring, and i'll gouge your eyes out with a spoon. ” THEY SAY UNDER THEIR BREATH to the boy that had / yet / to stop looking their way. it was starting to piss her off, considering she just wanted to work in peace. but his gaze was unrelenting. sighing loudly, “ / GOD /, what do you want? ”
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@-trickrys the golden guard looked dishevelled. if kikimora, a coven leader back home, could see him now, she'd have some witty remark to say. it would probably be about him being a disgrace and a disappointment to the emperor for looking untidy. he was a representative, after all. being in this place was certainly new to him. he had been through the ringer already, and it had only been three days. three days without showering or changing his clothes because he'd been stuck on a level with no access to those facilties. the person he was currently staring at was a human, it seemed. they had circular shaped ears, not pointed. when they questioned him, the golden guard walked closer. "human. i think you'll be of help to me. where are we?"
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/ cb ! or drop things , please !
anyone is welcome to .
wtchesplnt
seeing how upset hunter was at the idea of returning to the boiling isles, willow couldn't help but have this nagging feeling his sour mood was her fault. he lost flapjack not even half a day ago, and now he was having to return to the same world that tormented him and abused him, the one that manipulated him into this perfect guard with an overwhelming anxiety at being replaced? she should have done something - said something - anything. but no, she kept quiet. as the group progressed on through their journey, some of them couldn't help but stop and observe some things - which annoyed hunter more since he clearly wanted to just get the job done and go - never look back. which only gave her more guilt . . . seeing as she couldn't be the supportive and kind figure she is towards him this time, seeing as she couldn't be reliable willow - almost broke her. in fact - it did. now she found herself running off into a room, alone - emotions having a lot of control at the moment. vines surrounded her, dressing up the whole room as if daring anyone to approach. tears rolled down her face as the bottle that held all her emotions and issues finally shattered.
" i / cant / be useless again! "
// obsessed with the fact that they both save each other instead of the damsel in distress trope. you dont have to write as much btw <3
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the vines weren't as bad when he got closer to her, they were still bad - but it was like they had enough control to not immediately hurt him. she looked up at him, olive colored eyes full of tears as they quickly rubbed them away. she hated being viewed as vulnerable.
what had happened that had caused the poor witch to grow to be this upset? there was so much baggage that they couldn't afford to hold in anymore, so much stress.
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@wtchesplnt when the vines wrapped around hunter, the blond decided on a bold move. he teleported into the space in the room that was not yet occupied by vines. it was a tight squeeze, but he pushed on the plants to hopefully give himself more room. alas, to no avail. her magic was strong. "willow! hey, what's going on?" he gawped at the vines, panic evident in his voice. confusion whirled in his mind, and tendrils of panic began lacing their way through his brain.
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willow was in the middle of it all, in the room full of vines that only seemed to grow sat the upset witch, tears rolling down her face as they tried to calm themself down before the others could realize what was happening.
but then hunter noticed her absence, and of course went searching for her.
a light gasp escaped their lips as she heard something, the vines only seeming to grow out of control and she noticed hunter trying to get in. oh no, she didn't want to risk hurting him. what was he doing in here?
their breathing was heavy, as they only desperately tried to calm down - after a few tries the door was quick to open, vines seeming to wrap around hunter quite slowly like slithering snakes. " just leave me alone! " she had no grasp over the magical vines, if he got hurt because of them . . . she could never forgive themself or the overwhelming pain of guilt stabbing through their chest.
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/ i just accidentally deleted someone's rp and i feel terrible ! yikes . . .
Summerist-Summer
Luz puts the bandaid on Hunter leg chuckling. "You need to be more careful. "
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@grimcreation "It okay scarps are normal for anyone to get." Luz said kissing his bandaid.
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as the group stood their ground in front of hunter's controlled body. willow was a nervous wreck, what if belos didn't let hunter free from his possession? what if they lose the boy forever? tears formed in her eyes at the overwhelming ideas - they were so lost in her own horrid thoughts that she didn't even notice flapjack fly towards hunter until luz's familiar yelp snapped them out of her thoughts, " / flapjack! / " so now she saw belos - in hunters body - holding onto the bird palisman, as if he was about to crush the poor red bird at any moment. willow covered her mouth in shock at the moment, tears rolling down her face due to fear of the situation at hand and the suspense. what was belos going to do to flapjack? then what was he going to do to hunter afterwards?
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they wrapped her arms around hunter, wrapping him in this comfortable and gentle, warm embrace. hunter needed her.
" shh, its okay " the witch whispered, rubbing circles on his back - he missed the bird, that was obvious.
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@wtchesplnt his brown eyes looked at willow when she spoke. hunter noticed her crying, too. he inched closer to her. wordlessly, he accepted the hug. and that was what broke the emotional dam. he let out a choked sob and held onto them.
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the young witch opened up her arms to hug the boy, if it was okay with him - not wanting to make him or anything.
there was so much going on, that willow could tell that hunter needed to let his emotions out - it wasn't healthy to bottle it all up, she should know. he had to understand it was okay to cry if he needed to - and of course he had to cry.
" its okay to cry, hunter . . . " she whispered, offering a comforting and gentle small smile before slowly getting closer to hunter, not too close though - still offering the hug that he definetly needed from her.
how she wished she could help hunter.
maybe she wasnt too great at comforting verbally, but physically she could.
that was only if hunter allowed her to help him, when hunter looked at her and gus - she couldn't help but feel another lump in her throat, and more tears.
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/ ' losing my religion ' by r.e.m and 'fish in a birdcage' by fish in a birdcage are both the golden guard's/hunter's songs. they suit him.
wtchesplnt
that week, everything felt like it was going against willow and what she had wanted, she was sick and they had to stay home all week, which only put her in a horrible mood. things had gotten so bad that they could hardly think without having the biggest headache, it was horrible. alone in her room, she heard her dad's voice, " willow, honey? your friend is here " which friend was he talking about? then her papa's voice. " can he come in? " it was either gus or hunter, most likely. " yeah! sure . . . "
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@wtchesplnt "uh-huh..." he sat down at the foot of the bed and twisted his body so that he could look at her better. then hunter had a thought: "oh! wait. do you need anything?" / thank you, that means a lot. :)
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" i've missed you too " the girl admitted, glancing away for a moment before looking back at him " yeah - you can sit down, dont worry its fine. i dont think its contagious - well unless you like, drink after me or something . . . you know? " she smiled softly
// i think your hunter portrayal is wonderful <3 and thank you!
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@wtchesplnt the blond's expression faltered to a frown. "i've been okay. but i've missed seeing you... can i sit down?" he asked, looking at the foot of the bed. "or– or maybe that's not a good idea. if you're contagious– or maybe you wouldn't be comfortable with it." he blurted out, fumbling with his hands. / sorry that my portrayal isn't very good. :,) (your willow portrayal is great btw!)
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as willow stood in the forest, trying their best to bring an abomination to life without screwing it all up. which they were already failing miserably - there was just this purple, monstrous glob, every. single. time. it was so / frustrating /, and it only made her feel hopeless. she'll never make a good grade . . . what distracted her though was the feeling she was being watched, it only confirmed those thoughts when they heard a twig / snap /. who was out there? " hello? is . . . is someone there? "
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" you - you don't / have / to escort me back! " she stuttered, they sounded quite nervous. was it because she was in the prescence of the golden guard himself and she couldn't help but feel scared? or were they planning something? it was slightly suspicious how nervous she was, maybe he should keep an eye on her until they were home. " i'm not in trouble? okay - cool " she seemed to ease up a bit
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@wtchesplnt something about her practically screamed unhappy. like she was unsatisfied with something. the masked figure wondered if it was related to their spellcasting. or maybe it was simply because he had interrupted them and stopped them from practising. he wanted to ask about it but decided against it. "i think it's best if i escort you back. you're not in trouble, don't worry."
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" oh - no, i didn't realize it was supposed to rain soon . . . i'm sorry " the greenhaired one quickly got their stuff together, a sigh escaping her lips. she was never going to succeed at this rate . . . why did they have to do abominations anyway? instead of plant life or something like that? her eyes slowly glanced towards him, but not for long. " i'll be out of your way soon, i'm sorry "