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you: good god! Me, an intellectual: Benevolent Beethoven.
//Hey. Haven't been on this account in forever, but thought I'd update y'all that I'm officially going to university for music. Wish me luck everyone!
-Ryz
David Bowie was very sad, Alan Rickman is absolutely devastating tbh
//Rest in Peace, Alan Rickman. You were one of my favourite Actors.
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Beethoven continued to glare at her confidently, but internally he was so, so confused. Who was telling her not to fight him? How did he get here? Why was she so aggressive?
He shoved those thoughts from his mind
He had a sneaking suspicion that if he wanted answers, heâd have to beat her.
He crouched, lowering his centre of gravity and raised his arms, waiting for her to make a move.
âLeck mich im arsch, kleines MĂ€dchen!â
She had no idea what the fuck he just said, but she could guess he was raring to go as much as she was.
âLetâs do it!â
She aimed her palms straight for the solar plexusâhe was leaving it open with his arms up like that. She almost felt bad about wanting to do thisâfor all his wild ferocity, he didnât have any trainingâbut now that the fight had begun, there was no way she could go back.
Beethoven swung his arm down to block her attack and attempted to kick her. He honestly wondered what the hell he ever did to her.
He had never seen her (or any of this place, really) in his life.
You keep bringing this âillegalâ thing up as if it means something to me.
Ilona Andrews: Magic Shifts (via faefever)
nxtwhatheseems
(via fullyphantom)
@distempered-clavier
Beethoven looked around and arched a brow at both his surroundings as well as the person in front of him.
âEXCUSE ME?â
It was not everyday that he was pulled from God knows where and immediately challenged to a fight.
âDidâŠ. you just ask me to fight you?â
He was confused. Very confused. He was very much ready for a fight. He felt kidnapped. He had no say in being⊠here. Wherever here was.
He readied himself for a fight. He grew up in the slums and took this sort of thing seriously.
Her grin widens as she crouches into a fighting stance.
This was going to be one hell of a ride.
âFuck yeah, I want a go,â she said, raring to test the otherâs skill. âEveryone on the Internet keeps saying do not fight Beethoven, but you know what? Now that youâre in front of me, you donât look like youâd be much of a challenge~â
Beethoven continued to glare at her confidently, but internally he was so, so confused. Who was telling her not to fight him? How did he get here? Why was she so aggressive?
He shoved those thoughts from his mind
He had a sneaking suspicion that if he wanted answers, he'd have to beat her.
He crouched, lowering his centre of gravity and raised his arms, waiting for her to make a move.
"Leck mich im arsch, kleines MĂ€dchen!"
Carol of the Bells played by basketballs
@amberbarefield
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âFIGHTÂ me.â
Beethoven looked around and arched a brow at both his surroundings as well as the person in front of him.
"EXCUSE ME?"
It was not everyday that he was pulled from God knows where and immediately challenged to a fight.
"Did.... you just ask me to fight you?"
He was confused. Very confused. He was very much ready for a fight. He felt kidnapped. He had no say in being... here. Wherever here was.
He readied himself for a fight. He grew up in the slums and took this sort of thing seriously.
//I made it into my town's Production of the Little Mermaid! I'm a chef and a prince in the ensemble
//Hey sorry this blog's been slow. I've mostly been on my Gaster blog @forgottenanomaly . Sorry guys... Happy Christmas/Holidays!
happy birthday bae(thoven)
//sorry! I was taking exams on Beeâs Birthday, and didnât see this bc rude mobile!! I must have gotten this ask during an exam -_-) //
[A raised eyebrow at the âbaeâ, but an appreciative face all the same]
Ah, Danke!
Merry fuckin Christmas where is the hard liquor
//Please pray for my poor soul for I am going to fail my Exams
[ happy birthday, brutha ]
Thank you!
//Tomorrow is last and hardest day of exams. Ew/Yay.