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#ʚ c. cheshire cat ɞ        ⁄      for now my heart is pierced by cupid and i disdain all glittering gold.
wonderloste · 1 year
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@innocenceimpulse ; cont!
admittedly, he's a bit rude. he watches the way she holds herself, perks a brow at her response, and noticeably has to bite his tongue to keep from laughing too brashly. but the smirk he wears speaks a thousand words, and the only way he can truly hide it is by holding his hand up to his mouth. in the end, he still snorts.  "clearly! you look a bit like a  ...  oh, what is it you alice types say? ' a fish out of concrete, ' is that it?"  he doesn't pay any mind to it. and why should he? it's his ship, after all. soon, they are rising into the clouds and all he needs do is reach his hand out to touch them.  "peter pan! you're not the first hume to mention that, you know. though i've no idea what you lot are on about  ...  pixie dust would only put us all to sleep, i think. tricky buggers."
clicking his tongue, as if to illustrate his own ease, he separates himself to walk to the rails of the ship they fly on. lifting himself up to sit 'pon the edge, his feet dangle over the side, arms extending out to gesture to the dark skies stretched 'round them.
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"well! if it eases your mind in the slightest, we've rarely ever driven this thing poorly enough for someone to fall off. i'm sure it's been a couple weeks since our last death."  the narrowing of his eyes makes it hard to discern whether the tricky cheshire is lying or not, and the sway of his tail certainly does not help!  "do try to find enjoyment in your journey, though. it's a long way to spade kingdom for you, alice, and although our world may be one of eternal night, there's still beauty to be found in the stars. so i've been told."
he, unsurprisingly, is not the sentimental type.
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wonderloste · 2 years
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ʚĭɞ       ―      SPADE ROUTES  +  ARCANA  ,
›     he was the one that made us      /      you’ll be the one to save us     .
true routes.
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wonderloste · 2 years
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ʚĭɞ       ―      starter › alice / @galaxiasus​.
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“  WELL  ,  NOW  ...  ISN’T THIS A TAD AWKWARD  :  I had intended, or rather suspected and anticipated, that I would never see you again.”  Awkwardly does the Cheshire stand before Alice, a waning smile ‘pon his face. Last he’d seen him, he’d thrown him over the edge of his pirate ship with the intent of dying. Suffice to say  ...  he’s very much alive, if short one hand.  “Fancy seeing you at port, ducky.”
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wonderloste · 2 years
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☛ we’re a team. remember? so let’s face this one together. ☚ - allen @ chesire
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&  RE  :     my inbox is a circus, i am the clown    /    @galaxiasus.
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A TEAM  ,  HE SAYS  ...  WHAT A TURN AROUND  ,  FROM THE  scared little boy who had first run into him when he’d fallen into Wonderland. The pirate captain’s expression breaks, laughter bubbling past bloodied lips and it hurts, but he’s no stranger to broken ribs and a twisted tail, so to speak. He reaches up to push his hair from his face, mussed up from sweat and chaos  :  he wishes more than usual that he had that damn rabbit’s composure, because try as he might, he isn’t able to take that smile up to his eyes. No mind paid for the monsters that’ve taken mutiny of his ship, nor for the crew that fights the Queen’s disgusting cards  :  he doesn’t think any of them would begrudge him, anyways, for taking time to take care of Alice.
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“I’m sorry, Alice.”  He sucks it up, the pain shooting through his body, as he rushes up to the child’s side. He scoops him up with arms that are much stronger than he suspects the other would be expecting  :  kick, scream, cry, shout, it doesn’t matter. He carries him, ducking ‘round and under stray guard’s swords that swipe near them as he pushes through the chaos. To the side of the ship, he carries his friend, stopping only when they make it to the rail of the ship’s edge. He sits him down then, holding him still by his shoulders so that he can’t wiggle free. Whatever the Cheshire is planning, it’s a dastardly betrayal, indeed. He leans down to meet the kid’s gaze, smile turning sad, wry.
“Not this time. Some fairytales are too dangerous for good kids like you, and sometimes adults have to take responsibility for protecting you when they get like that.”  His gaze shifts to the side, where a large bird swoops ‘neath them. The Gryphon, likely escorted by the Red Queen’s army. His ship will be consumed, at least for now. But despite everything, Faelen will catch innocents when they fall. He knows this.  “You’re probably not going to forgive this one.”
But such is the terrible reality of that responsibility. What an awful thing, to care for one’s friends. From the first girl who had fallen into Wonderland, to this boy now, ever had the Cheshire been loyal. So he presses a familial kiss to the top of his head and then, with what little willpower he has, pushes him off the boat’s edge.
“  CATCH ALICE  ,  FAELEN  !  ”
A command, one that cannot be ignored. Within moments, the Gryphon is diving after the child, now falling through the sky’s clouds. The Cheshire watches them disappear, then grunts and pushes himself back. No. He will not forgive him, he thinks. But that is simply how it must be. Children do not deserve to die for pirates.
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wonderloste · 1 year
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@galaxiasus randomized for asher & alice.
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"i am a pirate, you are a prince ... we could sail the seven skies, bring back some presents for all the people..." what a silly thing to muse. theoretical royalty such as alice does not belong 'pon a pirate ship with shifty cheshire cats like he, no matter how desperately the child clings to him. nothing will change the chasm between them that society creates : asher is a scoundrel, through and through. still, he fixes him with a wistful smile. "perhaps a pirate's life is full of a bit too much adventure for you, though. it's not a very comfortable way of living."
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wonderloste · 2 years
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redoing tags p. 1 : character tags.
#ʚ c. alice liddell ɞ        ⁄      oh you clever little thing‚ what a charming basket case.#ʚ c. white rabbit ɞ        ⁄      if i only could‚ i'd make a deal with god and i’d get him to swap our places.#ʚ c. jabberwock ɞ        ⁄      stroke of luck or gift from god‚ by the hands of fate or devil’s claws.#ʚ c. bandersnatch ɞ        ⁄      worship your body as you walk my way‚ you're the only one who can make me pray.#ʚ c. king of hearts ɞ        ⁄      roses are red and violets are blue‚ from the depths of my gardens our hearts bloomed.#ʚ c. cheshire cat ɞ        ⁄      for now my heart is pierced by cupid and i disdain all glittering gold.#ʚ c. gryphon ɞ        ⁄      you’ve got what it takes to set me free‚ oh‚ you could mean everything to me.#ʚ c. caterpillar ɞ        ⁄      she can crush every hope when i've got her heels stomping down my throat.#ʚ c. mad hatter ɞ        ⁄      and the man who drank the tea and took the pill has locked himself in limbo.#ʚ c. march hare ɞ        ⁄      do you know that you’ve imprisoned yourself like the king of all the capulets.#ʚ c. dormouse ɞ        ⁄      time dancers whirling past‚ i’ve gazed through the looking glass just beyond my grasp.#ʚ c. mock turtle ɞ        ⁄      facing the storm‚ i'm cast out at sea. i'll drown eventually‚ so don't save me.#ʚ c. tweedle-dum ɞ        ⁄      forgiving who you are for what you stand to gain‚ know that if i hide‚ it doesn’t go away.#ʚ c. tweedle-dee ɞ        ⁄      swear to god‚ love seeping from your gun. know that if you hide‚ it doesn’t go away.#ʚ c. red queen ɞ        ⁄      what a lovely time that it would surely be‚ so bite your tongue and choke yourself to sleep.#ʚ c. white king ɞ        ⁄      sometimes the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain.#ʚ c. gnat ɞ        ⁄      weep not poor dreamers‚ i’ll show thee the way through all the pain and the sorrows.#ʚ c. duchess ɞ        ⁄      she lost her voice down by the river‚ screaming for courage and called it her terror.#ʚ c. raven ɞ        ⁄      all the queens and the court jesters clapped‚ adored‚ but a trophy of mercy is a trophy no more.#ʚ c. nobody ɞ        ⁄      but you won’t cry for my absence‚ i know. you’ve all forgot me long ago.
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