#autumnapotentia

[oflostinfound]

(from @autumna-potentia)

"Hax?..." Blake's words broke the quiet tension just like the realization broke the ice in their mind. The similarities were undeniable, even though they hadn't know each other for that long. They wanted to step closer and ask what was happening.

But what if this isn't Hax? What if this is Hax, but this monster was their true nature? What could it be capable of doing?

Cyrus wouldn't let them get closer. It was too dangerous, even if the one before them was Hax - the Hax they knew. Or rather, thought they knew.

"What's happening with you?" They asked, voice unsure but unwavering - to hide the fresh fear and total confusion in their thoughts.

So they stood there, awaiting a response, fingers still clenched around the handle of the revolver hidden in their jacket and thumb ready to pull back the hammer. Even their finger was on the trigger, despite knowing better trigger discipline. The sooner they were able to shoot, the better.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Witch, w-what are you doing here? ❞ || 💛 ||: ❝ Great, another to disappoint. ❞

The voices speak in unison, one with a tremble, one with a snarl, as they crane their neck to glare and eyes back at them. Back turned, hunched over as claws dug into the ground.

Witch didn't know them well enough yet to have too many negative thoughts flood in about the past. What did flood in were the what ifs, the future that they would have obviously messed up. They had already built the perfect ruse, the mask of the baker. The happy go lucky giant who lived in a small town- living with their friend / sister.

Still, even if they were just starting to become friends...

A snide smile crosses half of their face-

|| 💛 ||: ❝ No- No! Witch, RU- Mmm-! ❞

They turn around, having pressed their palm over the saddened face's mouth.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Why don't you come closer-❞

@autumna-potentia

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[killer-dream]

So I've been going through your blog, reading what I need to and looking for a certain starter that caught my attention a while ago -the one about people being irreplaceable being only wishful thinking- and I have realized... that we have muses with the same name that (sort of) use the same face claim... aka Cyrus using Rufu Brama icons... and I swear that this is the first time I am looking at your blog - @autumna-potentia

...same hat owo?

don't worry about the whole fc/name thing i 100% do not care about that. only way i might care about fcs would be if you somehow took the few icons i did make myself but even then that's like a 10% chance of me caring cause i'd just share anyway bc saving people work is nice.

but uh yeah! welcome to the clown show, m'dude! i hope you're willing to deal with me banging my two brain cells together to make fire bc that is like 90% of whatever bullshit i manage to toss out there and i have the attention span of a toddler so that's a fun combination

#alone between these lines ◐ ooc #[i may or may not have forgotten to answer this earlier] #autumnapotentia

[gravityvampire]

@autumna-potentia​ From Here

The fact that this person didn’t hear what she said, but still caught on to how distressed she was about it was... troubling, to say the least. It meant that she, now, had to come up with a creative lie on the spot, something believable that wouldn’t give away both her and her team’s secret but also wouldn’t be cause for too much concern. 

|| 🌙 ||: ❝ I-I.... have to uh- ❞

Pause, the poor girl glancing about the store, 

|| 🌙 ||: ❝ Replace... some records... for the shop. They went-- missing, yeah. ❞

.... Nailed it. At least it wasn’t a total lie- just, you know, the most important record for opening up the secret hideout was among those missing. God, Warhawk was going to kill her.

#autumnapotentia #🌙 || rp #🌙 || sentinel of dawn #{ sorry this took a moment to get up gjkfgd }

[oflostinfound]

"Yeah, I don't like talking feelings either. Wanna go break something instead?" (For Hax from Rune of @autumna-potentia )

A meme for muses who can't open up.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ I feel like that last thing anyone wants to see from me is me breaking more stuff. ❞

They murmur, hands fidgeting with each other. A soft sigh leaving their lips, a muttering of words in their native tongue.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ I should talk about them, even if I don't want to. I think talking about it... might help me get back to normal. ❞

They were starting to put the pieces together, how they'd shrink shortly after they'd confide in their friends. Or grow if they held in their feelings, their fears and worries. They hated it, how outwardly they'd change if they weren't feeling well.

It was so much easier before, but then again before is what landed then in this situation.

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[oflostinfound]

(From @autumna-potentia )

It was the first time they'd seen each other after the whole transformation fiasco. Rune was still fronting after this long - clear not from his accent but the constant slight growl to his voice that always accompanied Rune's presence - giving the others a break still.

"You have no idea how many fucking brownies I ate" he stated, as if no proper greeting or preface was necessary. He sounded neither upset nor mad.

From his backpack he took two wrapped large casserole dishes, each with an uncut brownie in them. "I was considering to add weed to them, but everyone else would be mad at me if I did. And I don't know if you could or would eat weed edibles."

Post Inner Demon || @autumna-potentia

They hadn't expected Witch to visit them so soon, granted Eath had done a pretty good job of keeping their friends up to date with their recovery... or whatever this was called. Stuck in a form that resembled their inner demon, but without the unstable magic literally tearing them apart.

A blink of surprise, noting the growl to be that of Rune, the daemon holds their giant hand out for the casserole dishes. The uncut brownie within becoming more of a normal sized brownie for their current doubled size.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Hey Rune- ❞

They start, eyeing the brownies- and cutting themself off with a half-laugh at his comment.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ I can and would eat weed edibles, darling. So next time these are made I wouldn't mind.... But let me know first, so Eath doesn't get them. ❞

They set the dishes to the side, adjusting themself so they were laying down- so they weren't towering over him.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Thank you... Are you doing okay? ❞

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[gravityvampire]

Customers do not usually get free potions, but for their shared love of garlic bread... Blake will offer a potion to help with the side effects. Well, it's a potion that is supposed to work on reducing the effects of allergies for a human, but that is the best they could do. There are so many vampire types to keep track of in potion making.

(@autumna-potentia)

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|| 🌙 ||: ❝ T-Thank you- Are you sure?  I can still pay, I-I don’t want to rob you of some business. ❞

Not that she even expected them to have a potion that could help with her little garlic allergy in the first place, but after one too many times of her favorite side dish betraying her.... Well she had to find something that would actually worked for her. 

Cradling the potion carefully in her hand, she digs around in her pockets for her wallet- or really the spare cash she kept within, 

|| 🌙 ||: ❝ It means a lot, really, I don’t mean to turn down your kindness... B-But I insist, really. ❞

#autumnapotentia #🌙 || asks #🌙 || anon #🌙 || sentinel of dawn #{ naomi's love of garlic bread will never be broken by vampire bs } #{ no matter how much it burns }