ad astra ii

Beautiful was too cheap a word. She was an image. A revelation. Fragile. Invincible. Electricity. She was a silkworm, a fairy, a F I R E F L Y.

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{ amifidele :}

        he’s been human for about two days,            and yet already the world seems to be riddled            with complexities far beyond his understanding.

                           ❝   .. so why do we use forks, again ?   ❞

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                 maybe mother's right,                        and her imagination finally                        got away--very far away--                        from her. But at this point,                        Rapunzel doesn't care.

                       Pascal's right there before her,                        T A L K I N G , and attempting                        to eat the plate of spaghetti                        she had cooked up for him.

                       {  luckily, her mother had gone                            out for the rest of the night }

                       "Well, it's cleaner," she shrugs                         one shoulder, waving her left                         palm still streaked with blue paint.                                        "You wouldn't want to                                          get paint in the sauce                                          or sauce in the paint                                          after all ! "

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[adastraii]

{ soprxno : }

He’s relieved, to     say the least.        ( Okay, fine — m a y b e           he was a little scared. )     Christian laughs   and    waves    his hand in a gesture of understanding.              “That’s alright — !                I didn’t mean to               jump. Just — you               caught me a bit                offguard.”      He listens to her explanation      and nods, still allowing a few     sporadic chuckles — Christian      receives the jacket with a warm     smile.                         ”Thank you!” 

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

               "well then i guess we're even,"                       the blonde grins in response, having                       definitely been caught off guard at the                       sudden appearance of the stranger.                       But at least now she knows that if she                        ever is attacked, she's quick enough on                       the draw with her scissors.

                     "No, thank you!" comes her laugh in return,                       as the makeshift bed leaves her fingers,                       his gratitude completely undeserved.

                      "It was very comfy.                        You have great taste."

[adastraii]

{ xnagisa : }

                      ＳＷＩＭ  ＧＯＯＤ          ┏━━━━━━━━━┓

                   “ Sure!                        What should I sing?”        

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          Nagisa was shameless, outgoing.            He rarely felt that oh so called            embarrassment. It was a thing            he developed after getting out            of private school.

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

                “oh, um . . ."                    how about 'Build Me Up Buttercup'?"

                   Rapunzel loved that song,                    all upbeat ones, actually.                    She had found an old radio                    hidden away in the attic once,                    and when Mother was out, she                    would listen and sing and dance                    to the world  O U T S I D E.

[bctrogues]

“She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.” 

[adastraii]

{ xnagisa : }

                      ＳＷＩＭ  ＧＯＯＤ          ┏━━━━━━━━━┓

            “ Tsk, tsk.                   Don’t even think about it                        Punzie-pie.                    I’m going to keep this                     for as long as I live. ”        

          ┗━━━━━━━━━┛

          He’s holding it up his small 5’5” feet tall.            still higher than the novice singer.

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

                “Okay, okay..."

          she finally relents - - - it's not as           she's entirely shy about her singing,           it's just that after eighteen years, Rapunzel           was mostly used to doing it in private           ( unless Pascal or Mother heard )

                    "--but now you have to                      sing, Nagi-cakes.                      It's only fair!

[adastraii]

{ dulcxdo : }

               (  ★☆！)     Makoto’s smile only softened more                                             as his head fell to the side.      Her                                             humble  refusal  was  sweet,   and                                             convinced  Makoto  she  definitely                                             deserved this.

                                      “It is, and I’m giving it to you,”

                                             angel he was, Makoto kindly pushed                                              the    objects    against   her   hands,

                                                     ”please,  I  insist.”

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

                hands finally accepted                            the goods, cupping around them as                      if they were precious gold - - -                       but she still wanted to do something                      in return, despite having nothing to give.                                         "Here--let's share."

                    and with that, she turned to pluck a                      thermos from her bag to use the lid                     as a cup, pouring half of the milk into                     it and leaving the rest for him before                     settling down on the bench.

                                        "I'm Rapunzel,                                           by the way!"

[cheers-to-oblivion]

"I am the kind of person that cannot hold a grudge. It is very easy for me to forgive someone, and I have a very hard time not giving someone the benefit of the doubt. I love people so immensely that I just don’t have room to walk around with judgment hanging around my ankles and dragging that with me wherever I go. I would much rather be free of all of that and be able to express my love to people than to feel the burden of my heavy thoughts." -Dove Cameron

[adastraii]

{ dulcxdo : }

                                    ❝「 adastraii 」❞

               (  ★☆！)     “Here.” 

                                            Signature gentle smile on, Makoto held out                                             store bought chocolate milk and a small bag                                              of donuts that were to be his breakfast,                                                                                            b u t    ———

                                                             “You look like you need                                                                these  more  than  me.”

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

                rapunzel was wondering                              on whether or not she should get a job                      at this point when she heard the kind voice,                      and she glanced upwards, only to see the                      beautiful sight of a little plastic jug of                      chocolate milk and a pastry bag, dangling                      right before her eyes. This tall boy with                      soft green eyes was offering it to her.                                           "Aww. . . no, I couldn't!                                            That's yours!"                                            came words through                                            w a t e r i n g mouth.

[halfliing-blog]

      holy mahal how did this happen.  seriously,  i made  this lil’  blog maybe three        or four days ago,  and you guys have all been so welcoming and kind.  it is all quite a bit        overwhelming to me. i came into this muse thinking i might be rejected, or scared off   —        i know that genderbends in some fandoms are deemed offensive or weird. and though i        loved being in the hobbit fandom,   i also feared that because i haven’t properly read the        book, i’d be exiled, as well. but my worry was for naught ;   you have all been nothing but        kind and accepting towards my portrayal of our precious burglar !        i could likely go on and squeal & giggle over how  adorable  you guys all are to me, but it        might take up a lot of room. so i will simply hand you all cupcake made with love, smooch        your cheeks, and snuggle you all. because i love you all very much, even if we don’t inter-        act much  ( or at all! ) !! 

         ❥ cupcake baes  ◕‿◕  — ( hover over hearts for frosting ! )

      coyote ♥.  ari ♥.  kayla ♥.  ashli ♥.  bee ♥.  liz ♥.  taylor ♥.

         ❥ lil’ sprinkles  ◕‿◕  — ( aka you guys are so perf i might cry )

      smokinshield    &    durinsfire     &     archerofdurinsfolk   &   edhelernil  &  bxlkazir  &       tavarothranduil     &    ara-glass    &    queenxcersei  &  maimedlion   &  fundinson  &       golden-haired-prince  &  archerofdurin  &  vaenxel  &   elvenkingx     &    azaghin    &       heirfili  &  azaghalinh  &  lostmyway-twice  &  prideofdurin  &  dxrins  &   icehxrvester       &  sindxrin  &  singlasses  &  oxkenbranch  &  onelasttxme  &  zirikhab  &  pxrrish   &       overachievxr  &  wisebyexperience  &  bilbo-of-the-shire  &  corgxlida  &  parasiitic  &       &  adastraii  &  sxmniare  &  obscurvm  &  xcrownless  &  xconcealed  &  illbebatman       &  regalae  &  xlionhearts  &  pxntmercy  &  exjolras  &  thuragal  &  forsakenvows  &       beardedbowman  &  sataninvneck  &  blogroll !!

[adastraii]

{ icesalis : }

           The hand used to wake the stranger now waved at her.

                                "Hello there,” Elsa cordially replied, grinning,                       eyes squinted against the gorgeous, nearly blinding sun                                and equally gorgeous, nearly blinding blonde hair.

                                   “You were sleeping on my jacket.”

                 Not that her light tone and accompanying                smile said Elsa minded, but it seemed only                                  right to let the stranger know.

                         ”I’m Elsa, by the way,” she greeted without pause, the                    hand offered for a shake a little odd, but her deeply                                ingrained manners would have it no other way,

                                       “and —— you know it’s dangerous, to                           sleep on a bench all by yourself, in broad daylight?”

                                      ——————                                             (  ✼  )

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

                 "oh - - - sorry about that,"                        Rapunzel laughed a little awkwardly, quickly                        scooching off of the blue jacket and handing                        it over to the girl, who thankfully didn't seem                        upset over the whole thing. 

                                      "Elsa. That's a beautiful name!                                         It's so nice to meet you, Elsa,"

                                              the blonde grinned as she took                                               the hand offered . . . and held it                                               with a friendly, gentle squeeze,                                                the former recluse having never been                                               taught what a handshake was.

                                                              { after all, Gothel had                                                                  never planned on her                                                                   meeting anyone }

                          "Welllll, it wasn't daylight when I fell                            asleep. Usually I sleep on the ground                            somewhere, but all the grass was wet                            from the rain, so I thought I'd try a                             bench instead."

[adastraii]

{ nixreginam : } 

                       ❝Oh I do not disagree with that. It is a beautiful day.                          However, I do not think the captain agrees as much.                          You know how that man is about his precious boat

 —- I mean ship.❞

                 "oh my gosh, you're                         right; this would K I L L  him !                         - - - but we could buy him                         another boa--ship. One even                         better than his first one!"

[adastraii]

{ princeofarendelle : }

⊰☆⊱ "So you’re saying you’ve lived here your whole life…                   without seeing other people?”

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

                 "I know, it sounds crazy,                        right? Mother said it was for                        the best, and I believed her . . .                         but now I just--I just can't                        imagine going back!" 

[adastraii]

{ prettydecentflier : }

               He’d fallen again. But it wasn’t entirely            his fault this time—the branches were wet after the            rainstorm,    and wet branches were always more            slippery.    The squad would taunt him about this            for a long time after he returned, he was sure.

                                         He expected to land on the forest                                 floor, but that’s not what happens at all.                                 Instead he is met by a hard, flat surface                                  that  knocks  the breath from his  lungs                                  and leaves him groaning for a little while                                 longer than usual.

                                                       ❝ Okay —— that hurt. ❞

░ 『 ❀ 』 ░  ; ;

              The girl had been walking through the                    forest with her frying pan protectively covering                    the top of her head from the few falling drops                    that lingered in the trees after the rain.                                       And that was when she heard the                                       loud  C L A N G  of something                                       falling upon the top of it,                                       and she's left confused as                                       she slowly lowers the iron.                    And then proceeds to let out                    a tiny shriek of surprise.                                        There was a person                                       on her frying pan!                                       A real, strangely                                       small person!                                         . . . groaning in pain.

                                "Oh, oh my gosh,                                   are you okay?!"                                       Rapunzel asked,                                       scooping him up                                       gently with her hand.

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No Animals Were Harmed

Muse A is a scientist working for a secret government organization that studies supernatural creatures. At first, the experiments began in search of an anti-venom to prevent other supernaturals from being created, but the studies have moved onto crueler methods as they begin looking for ways to make Super Soldiers with several Supernaturals’ abilities and none of the weaknesses.

Muse B is one of the creatures (ie, a werewolf or vampire). Living in a cage, constantly being poked and prodded with needles and forced into endurance tests, they clearly aren’t fond of Muse A or their associates. 

After Muse A gets promoted, they find themselves alone with the creatures for extended periods of time as they do behavioral studies and blood and body fluid tests. What happens when Muse A gets to know Muse B?

Will Muse B convince Muse A that the tests are unethical and get them to let them go? Or will Muse B try to get revenge on Muse A?

Will Muse A realize that Muse B is more human than they previously thought? Or will they maintain a superiority complex with the creature?