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some ashes, feat ashe’s pajamas.
HUNTER ID : LIE REN : stormflowerhonor.
Ren gives a ‘fair enough’ nod at their comment about cream of soups. They aren’t wrong. “That’s fair enough.” He says, grabbing the can of tomato soup and holding it out for them to take if they wish. “Are you going to have a sandwich or something to go with it?”
ashe’s dainty and paper white finger take the can form the other, moving to set it down on the kitchen counter as they shortly for a pan to cook in. a sandwich ? no, that’d be to overbearing to anyone who stumbled upon them in the kitchen. choose something else. ( if there was the offering of sandwiches, then there must be bread. ) “ i think, i-i’ll just have some t-toast. i don’t want to m-make a big m-mess. ”
they pull the pan out from near the oven, and set it down on the stove top. ( wait. it’s rude not to offer anything. ) red eyes glance up with curiosity. “ do y-you want some s-soup too ? ”
also. tensy starter here. bc i want to write my child.
* ( LITTLE WOMEN / SENTENCE PROMPTS.
These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.
❛ Don’t try to make me grow up before my time. ❜
❛ Love is a great beautifier. ❜
❛ I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is leaving you all. ❜
❛ I’m not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven. ❜
❛ If I didn’t care about doing right and didn’t feel uncomfortable doing wrong, I should get on capitally. ❜
❛ When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least. ❜
❛ Don’t mind me. I’m as happy as a cricket here. ❜
❛ You don’t need scores of suitors. You need only one, if he’s the right one. ❜
❛ Love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride. ❜
❛ I am lonely, sometimes, but I dare say it’s good for me. ❜
❛ When you feel discontented, think over your blessings, and be grateful. ❜
❛ Let us be elegant or die! ❜
❛ Hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally. ❜
❛ I do think that families are the most beautiful things in all the world! ❜
❛ Be worthy love, and love will come. ❜
❛ Oh, my girls, however long you may live, I never can wish you a greater happiness than this! ❜
❛ The sincere wish to be good is half the battle. ❜
❛ The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them. ❜
❛ I want to do something splendid before I go into my castle—something heroic, or wonderful—that won’t be forgotten after I’m dead. ❜
❛ I think I shall write books, and get rich and famous; that would suit me, so that is my favorite dream. ❜
❛ Don’t cry so bitterly, but remember this day, and resolve with all your soul that you will never know another like it. ❜
❛ I’d rather take coffee than compliments just now. ❜
❛ Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds. ❜
❛ I don’t like to doze by the fire. ❜
❛ I like adventures, and I’m going to find some. ❜
❛ I like good strong words that mean something. ❜
❛ Because they are mean is no reason why I should be. ❜
❛ I hate such things, and though I think I’ve a right to be hurt, I don’t intend to show it. ❜
❛ Conceit spoils the finest genius. ❜
❛ Watch and pray, dear, never get tired of trying, and never think it is impossible to conquer your fault. ❜
❛ I am angry nearly every day of my life. ❜
❛ I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship. ❜
❛ For love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride. ❜
❛ I keep turning over new leaves, and spoiling them. ❜
❛ I make so many beginnings there never will be an end. ❜
❛ Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow. ❜
❛ I don’t pretend to be wise, but I am observing, and I see a great deal more than you’d imagine. ❜
❛ I’m interested in other people’s experiences and inconsistencies, and, though I can’t explain, I remember and use them for my own benefit. ❜
❛ I’m not like the rest of you; I never made any plans about what I’d do when I grew up. ❜
❛ I never thought of being married. ❜
❛ I wish I had no heart, it aches so. ❜
❛ Wouldn’t it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could come true and we could live in them? ❜
❛ You’re an angel! How shall I ever thank you? ❜
❛ I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands. ❜
❛ Take some books and read; that’s an immense help; and books are always good company if you have the right sort. ❜
❛ Life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom. ❜
❛ I could have been a great many things. ❜
❛ Talent isn’t genius, and no amount of energy can make it so. ❜
❛ I want to be great, or nothing. ❜
❛ If we are all alive ten years hence, let’s meet, and see how many of us have got our wishes, or how much nearer we are then than now. ❜
❛ You have grown abominably lazy, and you like gossip, and waste time on frivolous things. ❜
❛ I hate ordinary people! ❜
❛ Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is. ❜
❛ You are like a chestnut burr, prickly outside, but silky-soft within, and a sweet kernel, if one can only get at it. ❜
❛ Love will make you show your heart someday, and then the rough burr will fall off. ❜
❛ We’ll all grow up, no pretending we won’t. ❜
❛ If I didn’t care about doing right and didn’t feel uncomfortable doing wrong, I should get on capitally. ❜
❛ I can’t help seeing that you are very lonely, and sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to my heart. ❜
❛ Love covers a multitude of sins. ❜
❛ It takes people a long time to learn the difference between talent and genius, especially ambitious young men and women. ❜
❛ But, like all happiness, it did not last long. ❜
❛ I do think that families are the most beautiful things in all the world! ❜
❛ How happy and good we’d be, if we had no worries! ❜
❛ I think we are all hopelessly flawed. ❜
❛ Where’s the use of looking nice, when no one sees me but those cross midgets, and no one cares whether I’m pretty or not? ❜
❛ Nothing remained but loneliness and grief. ❜
❛ I don’t think secrets agree with me, I feel rumpled up in mind since you told me that. ❜
❛ Nothing seemed impossible in the beginning. ❜
TEAM M G M A ( magma ) ; AN UPSTART TEAM OF FIRST YEARS FROM SHADE, LEAD BY AQUA MARINE. A CROWD FAVORITE AT THE VYTAL FESTIVAL, THIS QUARTET IS KNOWN FOR THEIR UNORTHODOX PERSONALITIES, CUNNING TACTICS AND UNPARALLELED TEAMWORK.
AQUA. GERMAINE. MORGANA. ASHE.
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also. tensy starter here. bc i want to write my child.
annie !
“ i think i’m going to cause problems on purpose . “
“ i s-support you ! ”
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dyn. sick of dancing with the beast — team chgn / destinyheroics & revivalsummer & harkerlegacy ! xvi. so free up the cheaper seats ‚ here comes a greek tragedy — team chgn !
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a / i. i’m playing at real life instead of actually living it — academy / shade . a / ii. we get what we deserve — academy / beacon . a / iii. you can’t outrun destiny just because you’re terrified of it — academy / haven . a / iv. more and more ‚ i find monsters where i go — academy / atlas .
v / i. i was having a rather lovely dream which then turned into a nightmare — volume / pre academy .
v / i. oh ‚ sing ‚ sweet nightingale — volume / 1 ‿ 3 . v / ii. it was the road to hell ! — volume / 4 ‿ 6 . v / iii. it’s the start of our end — volume / 7 .
HUNTER ID : alcaeus , lesley : covergrowth:
Chest hiccups with failed attempts at swallowing sorrows, fossa’s tail ducked low to touch against the ground and drag behind. Eyes are unaware, blurred with stinging tears, and even further hidden in the crook of an arm desperate to scrub it all away; such an action that would prove to be his downfall. Dragged feet are forced to freeze as the sudden sensation of a clash jolts, balance teetered, and weight near stumbled flat onto his backside if it wasn’t for the thick tail that kept him afloat.
–Another form, one, that Lesley had blindly walked into, and one, that receives a watery stare and lips moving to spew apology.
“I–I am so–so sorry–!”
Voice piques, skinny fingers flailed about, and cheeks begin to further twinge with crimson as embarrassment mixes.
“I wasn’t–wasn’t watching–I didn’t mean to–”
“ i-it’s fine ! ” ashe’s soft voice rings out, white hair moving with the shake of their head. they had instinctively had closed their eyes- but only had stumbled a little when they had sadly been bumped into. ( thank the gods for learned reflexes, or their poor tiny frame would’ve been sent tumbling. )
“ no ! i’m s-sorry ! ” a scarlet flush takes it’s residence on their face, a hand slaps onto their face, trying to cover the embarrassed expression that had worked its way forth. “ i w-wasn’t watching what i w-was doing ! ”
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by Jamie Wyeth