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But what they didn’t tell us in church is that angels are not fluffy-winged cherubs flying around singing Disney songs. They are vengeful. They are wrathful. They are strong. And they will fight bloody wars for their cause
(via winged-swordmaster)
it’s like one of those “where are they now” stories
“You can give the extras to me?”
He squints, but slides one over.
“I suppose.” He has work to do.
"Leader!" He rushed in, positively beaming. "Merry Christmas!!" And held out to him a gift basket, wrapped in a yellow bow.
All of the sweets look delicious and festive, and Leol know’s they’ll be gone in now time.
“Thanks Claus! I got something for you, too. He opens his inventory, and places the basket in. Then goes into a sub-group of vegetables and fruits, then deeper into a section in the bottom. He wanted to make sure it was hidden pretty well, since they both could share inventory and Claus could have found it on accident. I’ve done my best not to think about it so you wouldn’t accidentally find out, too I got you a…
He hands the warm looking gloves over to Claus. “Merry Christmas! I had to go through a few quests to get these; they’re really durable, and give the wearer a Fire Punch ability! Or just to have fire hands. There’s probably loads of cool stuff to do with fire hands, right?”
He kind of wanted to yell.
Not out of any bad feeling, more out of sheer surprise and excitement. Though Claus was rather fond of the plain white glove he always wore--these were....they were special, and he knew that. His gift paled in comparison, something he figured a no-brainer...
“Aah!!”
“...Fire hands?! That’s sorta weird...” He took the gloves, feeling the material over and over to get a good idea of them. “...But--really cool!!! Thank you, Leader!”
Apparently he’d gone through a lot of work, which was making him feel bad. But...it’s not like he could’ve known, right? Still... “...D-Do I put them on?”
“....I made a few of these....”
“....but a lot of them are useless. I had no idea how many of my friends disappeared.” The chimera is surrounded by gift baskets.
Happy Holidays, Mr. Robo-Dick
“Yeah yeah, happy holidays to you too.” He slides the anon one of his gift baskets, filled with some amount of candy. “I don’t think a conversation about the status of THINGS LIKE THAT is appropriate for the holidays.”
“...Or something like that.”
🎤 + Talk about your ideal day? (IC)
Send me 🎤 + a question and I’ll voice-act the answer! ((Accepting IC or OOC! Thank you!!))
“....normally I’d say something relaxing, but it’s been so boring anymore and a little too relaxing. No, lately. I um. Want to get out more. We haven’t had any good missions in forever. I think if I just got to get out and sight-see everything would be perfect.”
🎤 ((I DUNNO YOUR MUSE SO JUST TELL US ABOUT YOUR DAY PLEASE FRIEND))
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0mZbgerZi9a
I apologize for how shitty my voice is))
((AAAA YOU’RE SUCH A CUTIE THIS WAS VERY ENTERTAINING TO LISTEN TO))
((*random mother in the background* hahah i get that))
🎤 whats it like now that you and leol are together? (ic ofc)
Send me 🎤 + a question and I will record myself answering it. (accepting for both mun and muse, i love these)
“....uh... I don’t know if you can say we’re any more or less together than we’ve always been. But..obviously, I’m really glad. That’s such a weight off me, to have him know now. It’s...been so long, aah...”
I am hurting. No matter how much pretending I do, I am in pain. I’m just really good at pretending.
i-am-hurting-but-i-can-be-strong (via trxculent)
Reblog if you’re dead
Wanna see how many people are dead
a sunset, a field of sunflowers, and two sons enjoying life. just the way it should be!
i dedicated 3 whole nights working on this… lucas and claus are worth it though.
– The boy tilted his head at Claus’ words, watching every single one of his movements through his ＳＯＵＬless eyes. While the current timeline had made his fighting abilities atrophy, he was aware enough that he’d be able to defend himself if the other lashed out at him.
｢❤」”… wrong?” An empty, hollow chuckle sounded from the boy’s throat, and he shook his head, his tone somewhat condescending. “… No, you’re the one who’s wrong. In this world, it’s ＫＩＬＬＯＲＢＥＫＩＬＬＥＤ.”
There was a certain weight that his words carried, and as he said them, he pulled out a knife, its sharp edge glinting in the light.
“… You have to kill Chara,” he said in an emotionless tone. “… or I’ll kill you.”
ＫＩＬＬ or be ＫＩＬＬＥＤ.
The chimera took in a deep breath, letting his arms fall to his sides. This sensation was all too familiar. Eerie threats, and a sense of panic he couldn’t quite place the source of. But in this world, his world, ＴＡＺＭＩＬＹ, the one this child came to to place his empty, hollow threats... a knowing half-smirk crossed his face. “You...c-can say what you want.”
Chara, and this boy...they were acting the same. As was dangerous, he was underestimating him. But the way he articulated his words and carried a knife around...Claus couldn’t see the difference.
“...I--..fought Chara already.” He didn’t break eye contact.
“...a-and I’ll, fight you too, if you try anything.”
Claus forced a certain sureness into his words. Though the other boy appeared younger, there wasn’t much telling what they could do. Still...if they were anything like Chara...
He had nothing to be ＡＦＲＡＩＤ of.
there’s blood on your hands from saving your own there’s blood on your hands hiding your wounds there’s blood on your hands from revenging your own there’s blood on your hands oh how the mighty fall
you’re more than copper and iron (via mightyjemma)
accent!
((3/10!!))
