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@bearxclaws-archived-blog
after talking it out with a couple of friends, i decided to keep anita’s history and won’t be changing her much. but i am going to archive this blog so i can make a new one.
i’m going to be selective about who i interact with, and i’m dropping the one romantic relationship she had. it makes me feel a lot better thinking about it, so i’ll start spam-following people on the new one once it’s ready.
it’ll go by the same url, this one will just have -archived at the end.
.galvxnized.
|| @bearxclaws ||
「⚜」– “Aniiiii!?” Cesca squeaked and flinched after leaping out of a bush. Her feet tangled for a moment, but she broke her fall with a knee. The stick she had in hand was quickly tossed behind her. “Are you alright?! I-I saw a huuuuuuuuge bear around here earlier. You’re quite brave!”
“What? What?” While the other woman was tossing aside her stick and regaining her balance, Anita was pulling and plucking bits of broken twigs and small leaves from her hair and clothes. Her morning run in her full-beast form was cut short thanks to someone stumbling in front of her, but she was lucky enough to have slipped away and transformed before she could be seen again.
Snorting, she waved a hand to dismiss the praise while still soaking in it for the one second that it lasted. “Bears aren’t that big of a deal.”
.satanstories.
blinking up at the girl, he glances at the skateboard he was holding under his armpit. there’s really no reason to refuse to let the teenager to see his skateboard, but it’s still awkward to give up ( especially with all of the modifications agasa-hakase did ). so, he holds out the skateboard to the girl as he states, ‘ sure, nee-chan ! just don’t break it ! ’
“I ain’t gonna break it!” She wasn’t handy with technology that went beyond the latest cellphones, but she knew better than to swing around something that looked expensive. It was given a turn or two in her hand, brow furrowing when she found the strange, engine-like piece attached to the back wheels.
Her head give an exaggerated tilt. “I thought it didn’t look like a normal board. Kids are gettin’ so damn lazy. Can’t even push yourself around anymore.”
" Blue and yellow? No. "
🐻; lemme smash | @ghostlyanon
“It’s… It’s just a straw. I don’t really care what color it is.” Her fingers were starting to freeze over the longer she held the milkshake, and she knew that the head of foam at the top meant it was beginning to melt. “Could ya hurry up, I wanna drink it!”
Lemme Smash Starters
beesmemethings:
‘ this is a nice stick. ’ ‘ I like sticks. ’ ‘ lemme smash. please? ’ ‘ no, (name), go find (name2). ’ ‘ you want sum fuk? ’ ‘ no, (name), I don’t want sum fuk. ’ ‘ I got you blue. ’ ‘ hey girl. you want some tail ? ’ ‘ (name), your tail is small. ’ ‘ wot? ’ ‘ swiggity swooty? ’ ‘ you want yellow? ’ ‘ she doesn’t want yellow. ’ ‘ blue and yellow? no. ’ ‘ (name), I’m leaving. ’ ‘ no! wait! lemme smash! ’ ‘ what has my life come to ? ’ ‘ (name) thought my tail was big. ’ ‘ (name) used to let me smash. ’ ‘ but (name) is smashin (name2). (name2) is a hoe. ’ ‘ fuck this nest. fuck (name)! ’ ‘ I need you (name)! ’ ‘ (name) lemme smash! ’ ‘ I’ma get that bitch a stick. ’ ‘ bitches love sticks. ’ ‘ stick stick stick stick stick stick stick. ’ ‘ need stick? got stick. (name) I got stick. lemme smash. ’
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Offers her a bag of chips. Nothing like a little peace offering?
🐻; @gamenu
“The hell is this for…?”
Anita wasn’t the least bit fond of the woman or how smarmy she could be, but there was no way she could pass up free food. The bag was snatched and opened, greasy chips falling into her mouth as she tilted her head back. She munched and crunched nosily, tongue sweeping across her salty lips.
“Thanks, I guess. These aren’t totally crappy.” She popped another in her mouth and held the bag out, eyes darting elsewhere. “You want some..?”
*burps in her ear*
🐻; @redcni
“Weak. You can do better than that, so you’re only gettin’ six points.”
.xmidikor.
❛ I SUPPOSE . ❜ still , it rang badly with her . however , her mood lifted at the other’s next words , for she was not one to dwell unnecessarily . ❛ erm , it’s surely not as cool as being able to turn into a bear … but alright . i’ll do it . ❜
as she speaks , the camera floats into the air , wavering slightly before landing in her open hands , palms out . she holds it up , attempting to find the best angle , and oh — maybe the sun could light up the other’s eyes , making the other look dangerous , or maybe she should position it so it’s a little lower , looking up at the other to enhance the expression — snap . there .
“Trust me, no one’s gonna recognize me when I’m in my bear form. They’ll just think I’m a regular bear, so this is better.” Most pirates didn’t want their face to be memorable, but her inner entertainer begged for the recognition. If one person was able to see her and know exactly who she was, than this would be worth it.
She didn’t want to smile or make it look unnatural, so she continued to pant and rub at her aching face. She smeared the blood from her lip across her cheek, mumbled something about it tasting horrible, then flinched when she heard the snap of the camera.
“I swear if I blinked...”
.redcni.
“Come on Annie, my legs are doing that on their own.” He had a habit of moving around a lot in his sleep, wrapping his arms around Anita he was hoping that would make him stop moving so much.
Anita shifted and squirmed in his hold until she was facing him, the tips of her finger sweeping through his hair and over his cheek. “Then I’ll just destroy your legs. You can move without ‘em, right?”
🐻; @satanstories「starter call」
“That’s a pretty cool lookin’ skateboard, kid. Thing looks expensive as hell, though.” She wasn’t one for making small talk with kids, but she was a mite too curious about the board under his arm not to prod at him a little. In fact, she held a hand out to take the board if he didn’t mind her asking for a peek. “Mind if I look at it? I won’t screw with it, I swear.”
🐻; @redcni「starter call」
“I swear to any and all gods that if you kick me again, I’m going to destroy you.” Someone was feeling cranky that morning, but it was too early for her to wake up ( even if the one tossing and turning behind her was her boyfriend. )
🐻; @eprxr「starter call」
“For a place that’s made of sweets, it’s boring as fuck...”
Hands in her pockets, Anita strolled aimlessly from one street to another. She had already gotten her fill of edible objects and was quickly growing sick of it, literally and figuratively. Her love of food ( sweets included ) could only reach so far, and she had pushed herself well beyond her limits. Now all she wanted was something to do while she digested.
“Hey, hold up.” It didn’t matter to her how nicely dressed the man was; she grabbed for his sleeve regardless. “Only need a second, Blue. You know any fun places around here? I’m bored out of my skull.”
starter call. will probably be short. might be a one-liner, might end up being a paragraph.
Otp no
Person A: I wish someone would kiss me..
Person B: *kisses Person A*
Person A: *pushes them away* why would you do that?!
Person B: you were the one who wanted a kiss
.dontxcallxmexcute.
For once Judy was happy that she wasn’t the one out of breath. Given that the pirate had done all the running for the both of them, she just had to still her heart racing from the short pursuit that had entailed. Thankfully, the other woman was quick on her feet, albeit maybe a bit too full from the meal she’d just eaten.
“I told you that I don’t have the key. I’m sure it’s on my ship, but if I take you back there, well you’re pretty much under arrest. That kind of goes without saying, huh?”
At the suggestion given, Judy recoiled. “You are not gnawing my arm off!” Stamping her foot really didn’t help her seem any more than a child throwing a fit, but she was adamant. There would be no reason for her to end up mutilated or worse.
“Maybe someone has a hacksaw around here. It’s a fishing town, isn’t it? You can’t tell me that no one has any tools that can cut through chain.” Judy thought a moment. “Or you could just bear up or whatever it is you do and chew through the chain. Let me make that part perfectly clear. You bite the chain, not me.”
“Like hell I’m gonna let you arrest me. I’d rather eat your arm off.” She leaned in, mouth open, but stopped half-way when the mink stomped her foot. Scowling, Anita pulled back and sat down heavily on the ground. She folded her legs, propped her elbow against her knee, then rested her cheek against her uncuffed hand. She looked thoroughly miserable, and rightly so.
The rabbit had a point; this town had to be teeming with tools they could use. Biting down on the chains sounded like a good idea, but she couldn’t see it working. “Teeth are too big, the chains’ll just keep slippin’ between ‘em and I won’t be able to bite down hard enough. Besides, I’m sure your cuffs are harder than iron, and that’s about the only type of metal I can bite through. And that’s if I’m REALLY tryin’...”
Anita sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose.
“We’ll have to steal, y’know. I doubt anyone’s gonna give you the tools to free a pirate when they’re in handcuffs. Hell, I know I wouldn’t.”
.xpuriity.
| ♪ She would notice the faint hint of disappointment on the brunette’s features, drawing an apologetic one to her own as she was quick to provide an excuse for her lack of knowledge, assuming she had missed out on quite the important fact. ❝ I’m sorry — I haven’t been paying attention to the news since…❞ there was a pause, an evident search for a way to avoid the mention of the grim event which caused her disinterest, but the whole world knew didn’t they?
Once the Whitebeard Pirates lost the war, their captain and their position as a crew of one of the four pirate emperors, there seemed to be little to no point in keeping up with what everyone else was doing. At least, to the hummingbird who struggled in finding much purpose let alone interest since her father figure’s death..
❝ I’m Rosa! ❞ she would finally settle on an introduction as a diversion to spare them both further awkwardness. ❝ — of the Whitebeard Pirates~ I guess we’re not supposed to but it’s better out in the open, isn’t it? ❞ a soft sheepish chuckle would escape her lips, somewhat lacking concern towards the truth just admitted.
❝ Sorry for rambling — you must be quite hungry and I don’t want to keep you waiting… so will you join me on our ship then? ❞
“Wait, you’re a Whitebeard Pirate? Ah, damn...” The odd sensation in the back of her mind was there for a reason, and now she knew why; the tattoo she had glimpsed at earlier had given her that tiny sense of familiarity, but she couldn’t place her finger on why until now.
A strange mood cloaked the brunette as she eyed the woman in front of her. It almost looked like pity, or was it understanding? Anita knew of the infamous crew, and of their captain. Her own captain had become fond of them, envying their power and notoriety. He had even joked once about wanting to meet Whitebeard, but everyone ( Anita included ) had laughed it off. Why would someone that amazing want to sit and have small talk with an ex-circus freak?
Anita knew more than she would have liked about them because of her captain, but there was one thing she couldn’t forget, and that was Lars’ admiration for the way Whitebeard treated his crew — his children. The acrobat remembered him saying once that it reminded him of their old ringleader. Never a day went by that their boss didn’t remind them that they were all his children, and that he was proud of his sons and daughters.
Losing him had been painful for her, and that feeling of understanding she had gotten when Lars showed her the newspaper returned. Losing a father was the hardest thing anyone could go through, but she didn’t share. It wasn’t the time for that, and she was sure that Rosa felt the same. Besides, they were strangers, and Anita wasn’t so quick to trust no matter how adorable the blonde as.
“Anita, High-Flier Pirates, and I’m starvin’! Lead the way!”
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