𝓣he * ˚ ✦ ፕwilight ☆ ° 𝒫rincess

Broke my bones, tasted 𐌁𐌋ꝊꝊ𐌃, Burned my wings close to the 𝓢𝓾𝓷. But I'll keep on 𝓕𝓵𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰, I'm too young for ̷D̷̷y̷̷i̷̷n̷̷g̷. {#ZeldaRP | #lozrp | #tlozrp | #mvrp} xitter.gq/DiscardedShadow/status…

//I've found the occasional good one (on another account/difference verse, I have one I've been writing with for around 3 years on and off) but for the most part, people are flaky.

//It's really hard to find ship partners that stick around long term, I feel you there 💔

//I'm alive, I promise! I had a stressful hell week and then all of the politics drama. I've been staying off social media. I'm not planning on leaving, I'm hoping to get my muse back soon! Just a lot going on irl right now. Thank you for your patience 🙏

//Sounds good to me!! I added you. We can absolutely move there :) Lack of character limit is so nice tbh lol one of the best benefits (there's still a character limit, but it's WAY larger lol)

//Discord is also a great option for rp if you have it. Making a server where you can make separate channels and threads makes it super organized. I write with a few people there.

"Would you have gone looking for it if I told you I wanted to know?" She giggled softly. "Cute, but I'm not going to make you do that just so we can estimate."

Midna blinked at him, making a slightly strangled sound of surprise at the kiss. She could feel her ears getting hot as she tipped her head back down to hide her flush. "Thank you? For what? Calling you an old man?"

she'd done nothing, she spoke, "my society may be a peaceful one that hasn't seen war, but that doesn't mean we're entire strangers to bloodshed or death. I personally have a bit of morbid curiosity about it."

but her eyes were locked on the shadow. Like with a cat, she somewhat expected his sudden and potentially aggressive rejection of the contact. Leaning closer, she pressed the briefedt of kisses to his other cheek before pulling contact away entirely and stepping back. As though-

unexpected, however, was the feeling of him leaning into the touch. She thought he would pull away or otherwise reject her, and yet he was passive, like an exhausted kitten. "There now... it's alright. I'm not bothered by this mess, you know?" She'd have given a glance around,-

She watched his reaction curiously as she touched his cheek. The flinch was expected. She imagined that any and all contact he had was some sort of combat, normally. Gentle and especially any sort of affectionate touch was likely far out of his realm of normal. What was-

her. It was common with her people. Humming softly, she stepped closer to him, easily missing the bones scattered around her feet. She lifted a hand to place it on his cheek and wipe some blood from it, a gentle and fond touch he was surely not used to.

surprise. "For me? I'm flattered... and surprised after that last display." Still, she slipped it around her neck and tied the ends so it sat at the center of her chest. "I like it very much. Thank you. What an unexpected gift." Cresture remains as gifts were not so strange to-

happened to the rest of whatever became his victim, he was approaching her. She remained still, watching him calmly. She never had been afraid of him, and she wouldn't start now. Lifting her hands, she gently took the necklace he had created from him, staring at it in genuine-

She smiled, shaking her head in amusement. "I was joking." Humming, she watched him with interest. What a strange thing to be doing after such a ruthless killing. The fact that all that remained was aome blood and bones was concerning at best. Before she could ponder what-