–> Hullo everyone! I will be posting some
opens tomorrow but for tonight Dakota
is already asleep so anything I post
would be utter nonsense! So maybe-
like this for a starter tomorrow?
Night! x x x
x. shit to do at 1am:
put on a dress and make-up
piss off your cat maybe
selfies
v; precious souls
As the verse states, Simon and Dakota are precious souls, as soon as they met the two clicked sharing deep rooted beliefs, there are hiccups in their ‘relationship’ however- age gaps, location problems but least of all Simon’s 'circumstance’. Although Dakota is a incredibly passive she’s drawn to Simon’s radical beliefs for PDS rights. It’s a sweet, fluff-filled relationship and the couple aren’t even sure what they are but they’re happy enough without labels.
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v; flower child
This is Dakota’s mainverse, everyone will be put automatically into this verse unless you consult me first, answer an open specified for a separate verse or I feel our muses need a separate verse. This follows her backstory and I welcome people to love this dumb baby, in this verse she is not in any relationship but is very friendly. She is 19.
open verse
v; sworn protector
In this verse Dakota was born in Taiga rather than moving there, she was also born as a Faun, she has the whole ‘fluffy legs’ deal and hooves, she also does not involve herself with Paganism - rather she was born with the gift of healing and is sworn to protect the forest and animals anyway. She is a sweet baby please love her.
open verse
sacrxlize said: DAKOTA YOU FUCKING HIPPIE. fond simon staring. |8<
LEAVE THE FUCKING BABY ALONE SHE HAS NO FRIENDS
headcanon regarding - music
When Dakota lived with her parents she loved instrumental music, she’d frequently love to hear the sound of every harmony coming into place and while the Pagan has always been open to new things her heart has always belonged to classical style music. When she first moved out to Taiga she missed music but when she listened closely Dakota began to discover that the music was still there, in fact it never stopped. The wind rushing through the grasses and the leaves dancing along the ground was the music, perhaps the instruments were never playing but she could still hear it and she sometimes likes to think the world is creating a neverending symphony just for her.
x. I actually felt good today and the sun has clearly chosen me for some special task.
