( ...i wanna give my byleth her own side blog... )
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON
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todays bird

oozey mess
Xuebing Du
Peter Solarz

JBB: An Artblog!
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

@theartofmadeline

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occasionally subtle
i don't do bad sauce passes

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Mike Driver
One Nice Bug Per Day
tumblr dot com

shark vs the universe
Jules of Nature

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@goneriloved-a
( ...i wanna give my byleth her own side blog... )
( IM BACK ON MY BULLSHIT. if you wanna interact with a brand new heather duke of heathers: the musical. sideblog to @prepmori, follow backs come from there. reblogs are appreciated! )
♥ plotted with @goneriloved . ♥
A FIGURE STANDING BEFORE HER would easily draw her gaze away from her school bag . wasn’t as if she’d been doing anything interesting in the first place — packing up her belongings for the day . preparing to go home . so really , the presence of a girl she recognized as a classmate wasn’t really an interruption .
but it was still strange . because why would the girl WANT to talk to lilina ? wasn’t as if any of the others ever did . unless it's because she’s still new ? had she not heard the rumors yet ? that had to be it . either way , the girl didn’t look mean . didn’t appear to be there to harass her . so would at least do her best to be polite — whatever she wanted . ( thought she remembered the girl’s name was hilda goneril — was sure she’d heard the teacher say it during roll call . ) “ um , hello . ” admittedly uncertain , but an attempt at a greeting nonetheless . “ do you need something ? ”
in truth, hilda didn’t really need anything from her classmate. her goal was to try & at least get herself acquainted with as many of her classmates she could. she picked up on how everyone seemed to avoid the girl, but hilda wanted to meet her for herself & judge her based off that. if she was as bad at everyone seemed to imply, then she’d stay away from her. that didn’t seem to be the case right away, however.
“nope, i just wanted to introduce myself.” she gives her a smile, “we don’t have to be friends or anything, but it’d be better if we knew each other at least.” she pauses, placing her hands on her hips, “i’m hilda. hilda goneril.”
@goneriloved ll SC
🎭 - “Enough.” The declaration of the duel’s end is said firmly, but not with any exaggerated aggression. Romeo’s rapier is pointed towards the ground, before being sheathed away a moment later to prove her sincerity.
“It’s plain as day to see that your fighting capabilities far exceed my own. On that, I congratulate you- you’re every bit as talented with that axe as I’ve heard. It’s a humbling experience. I thank you for that. I can only hope to learn much from you in the future.”
hilda never really liked fighting, nor duels. she only accepted the duel because her professor encouraged her to, & hilda knew that she’d keep pushing her to agree until she did. even so, she couldn’t deny the other was a good fighter, even if she could heavily disagree on her personal abilities.
“we’ll have to agree to disagree on that... i’m really just slinging this thing around & hoping to hit something.” she manages a smile, however, “though, i guess if you think you have something to learn from me, i can’t really stop you.”
she sets freikugel against the closest wall as an attempt to let her arms rest from the duel before turning back to the other. she supposed it wasn’t the worst thing she could’ve been dragged into, but the idea of trying to help anyone learn how to use a weapon seemed unfit for her.
random sentence starters
random sentences for any / multiple scenario(s). change around as you see fit.
“ who do you think you are? “
“ wait , did you just say you love me? “
“ please just … leave me alone. “
“ i’m so happy! “
“ is this a gift for me? “
“ hey! i’ve got something for you! wait right here! “
“ i love you. “
“ shut up! shut the fuck up! “
“ who told you that?! i didn’t say that! “
“ w — what? “
“ … i’m sorry. “
“ what? ME have a crush on YOU? whaaaaaat?! haha! what? pfft … shut up! “
“ bitch , guess what? “
“ oh my god … “
“ fuck you to fucking hell! “
“ man … go to hell. “
“ what did you just send me? “
“ what did you just say? “
“ they’re totally checking you out right now. “
“ jealous?! i’m not jealous! “
“ are you jealous? “
“ wow … you’re hot when you’re angry. “
“ wow … your smile is breathtaking. “
“ you’re so stupid. “
“ okay! that’s it! put your dukes up! “
“ you don’t want me. “
“ question , you’re not dating anyone , are you? “
“ let me take you out on a date. “
“ i swear to god i’m going to scream at the top of my lungs. “
“ no! don’t tickle me! “
“ i’m not good for you , trust me. “
“ no offense but i’m out of your league. “
“ so , how does it feel to know me? a blessing , isn’t it? “
“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “
“ so what will it be tonight? “
“ please , let me listen to celine dion in the dark in peace. “
“ i don’t love you. “
“ you don’t love me. “
“ … is there something you want? “
“ you know , you’re really cute. “
“ god , just let me fucking love you , you idiot! “
“ shh … don’t cry. “
“ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “
“ DON’T YOU DARE! DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE! “
“ hello darkness my old friend … “
“ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? “
wiitchrot·:
SHE THOUGHT SHE’D HEARD the too - familiar sounds of a fight from around the corner of a building . yelling . && when curiosity drew her around that corner , she was just in time to witness the target of the attack finally managing to fight away the perpetrators . green eyes narrowed as the thugs ran past her — away from the girl . leaving them alone on the quiet , dark street .
it was a little late to be out alone . not necessarily good for her attempts to remain inconspicuous as possible , but the cool night air && nearly - empty streets were oddly soothing for her . fewer people . easier to be ALONE . was really only out to take a walk , but now that her gaze had locked with the other girl’s , she would take a deep breath .
she began to approach the other cautiously , took just a moment to assess the girl’s condition . seemed FINE , really . left her to figure the girl must be a talented fighter . or at least knew how to hold her own . “ hey . you okay ? that looked INSANE . ” inquiry posed as her head tilted slightly to the side . only a partial lie . after all , she’d seen far worse many times before .
it’s not like hilda hadn’t been in situations like that before. dumb guys thinking a girl alone on the street couldn’t fight back. she never tells her brother about them, because then she’d never be allowed to walk alone again. she valued her privacy, after all. besides, the guys weren’t hard to fight off in the first place, she barely broke a sweat. ( which she was extremely grateful for. )
the girl seemed to come out of nowhere, however, & for a split second hilda thought she might be with them. those thoughts were thrown out the door when she asked about her wellbeing.
“oh i’m perfectly fine.” a smile finds its way onto her face as she speaks but is quickly gone by her next sentence, “idiots like those have to do more than that to do anything to me.” a sigh follows, & she mutters something about it not being worth the effort. even so, they had to be hopeless in a fight if a weakling like her was able to take them down.
“fighting them feels like they’ve never been in a fight their whole lives!”
( okay so. discord drop! feel free to message me about plotting or just to chat! please let me know if you add me. under the cut! )
WHICH TRAGIC CHARACTER FROM ANCIENT GREEK LIT ARE YOU
you are pentheus from the bacchae by euripides, and you hold yourself so tightly wound together and so perfectly in place that even the slightest push will make you shatter. you are determined, you are headstrong, and you are addicted to pushing yourself to your farthest limits just to see when you'll snap. you find comfort in tradition, order, and authority, because that's where you are allowed to be blind to the darkness inside you. once in a while, give into the temptation and the chaos you keep denying yourself. it's the only way to not be afraid anymore.
tagged by: stole it from @plusutra. tagging: steal it & tag me.
( okay, okay: starter call!! i’m gonna cap at 5. multi-muse’s please specify or else i won’t know what to write you ;; )
@yunihn. starter call.
spending a lot of time in the towns near home was a frequent activity for hilda, sometimes getting lost on purpose to find new places in them she’d never find otherwise. it was something that got her away from home a little longer, & sometimes... that’s exactly what she wanted. it’s what she was doing when she saw a child on their own.
“hey... are you... okay?” the question is asked lightly, tone cautious. she’s unsure what to say, unsure what to do. she slowly crouches down to her level, “...are your parents around?” she asks in case their close, so she can return her to them. she hopes that’s the case... hilda isn’t really sure what she’ll do if they aren’t.
( okay, okay: starter call!! i’m gonna cap at 5. multi-muse’s please specify or else i won’t know what to write you ;; )
BOLD WHAT APPLIES TO YOUR CHARACTER.
[ COLORS ] red. crimson. vermilion. tomato. burgundy. brown. tan. beige. ochre. sienna. orange. peach. tangerine. marigold. amber. yellow. citrine. mustard. butter. daffodil. green. lime. mint. emerald. olive. blue. royal blue. teal. navy. sky. purple. lilac. mauve. plum. amethyst. pink. coral. magenta. rose. blush. black. jet. ebony. licorice. bistre. white. ivory. snow. vanilla. champagne. grey. dove grey. charcoal grey. slate. ash. pastels. jewel tones.
[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops. fog. wood.
[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canines. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. fur. feathers. scales. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. cheekbones. feline. pointed ears. chubby. curvy. short. tall. muscular. slender. trained. piercings. tattoos. strong. weak. struggling. athletic. lithe. curls.
[ WEAPONS ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. scythe. bow and arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. words. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. phasers. pistols. machine guns. slingshots. katana. maces. staff. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. peace. rifles. cannons. mind.
[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. platinum. copper. bronze. iron. rust. steel. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. quartz. metals. glass. shell. bone. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. satin. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. ichor. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. vinyl. carbon nanotubes. circuits. vibranium. adamantium.
[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. stream. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. woods. hills. highlands. islands.
[ ANIMALS ] lions. tigers. wolves. panthers. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. vultures. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. songbirds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. deer. dogs. rabbits. mantises. crows. ravens. mice. jackals. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. foxes. phoenixes. peacocks. coyote. bears. seals.
[ FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. candy. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. soda. spices. herbs. apple. citrus. raspberry. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. gingerbread. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. stew. venison. rice. ambrosia. bread.
[ HOBBIES ] music. art. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. fencing. reading. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. technology. swimming. theater. libraries. magazines. piano. violin. cello. guitar. lute. mandolin. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. trumpet. flute. drums. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. eating. climbing. running. hiking. stargazing. fortune-telling.
[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. barefoot. heels. leggings. trousers. khakis. jeans. skirt. shorts. earrings. necklace. collar. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. bracers. belt. layers. bandana. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. sweaters. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visors. eye contacts. makeup. implant. artificial parts. robes. t-shirts. henleys. athletic shirt. joggers. tennis shoes. cargo pants. shawl.
[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. landscape. seascape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. fatigue. energetic. manipulation. faith. optimism. pessimism. realism. loneliness. family. friends. chronic pain. assistants. somnambulism. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. devotion. smoking. drugs. drinking. kindness. love. hugs. time. questions
Tagged by: no one... stole it from @yunihn.
𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 \ sentence starter pack, i. feel free to change wording \ pronouns as you see fit.
don’t go.
please, don’t go.
it hurts.
this hurts.
we can’t be friends.
you shouldn’t be here.
stay here with me.
it doesn’t feel like you care.
i can’t feel your heart.
i’m so alone.
i need you here, with me.
there’s nothing left.
we’re up in flames, the both of us.
it all comes crashing down.
i don’t know what to do.
you won’t go with me?
why don’t you stay here?
i’m going alone.
my heart’s broken.
they broke your heart.
where did this come from?
how did you get this scar?
who is {name}?
what are you saying?
i shouldn’t have come here.
it’s like we’ve become strangers.
who hurt you?
who did this to you?
please, don’t ignore me.
please, say something.
is there something i should know?
i’m not leaving you here.
you can’t do this to me.
after all that we’ve been through…
there’s something you need to know.
( so i have something up when i set up the theme: hilda is… actually a really good listener. she may not love doing physical labor, but she does try and emotionally support people she cares about. she acts like she doesn’t care, but she truly does. she’ll try her best to cheer you up if your near and dear to her, or just sit & listen if that’s what your muse would prefer. a sidenote to this, hilda will make accessories for her friends. if you befriend her she’s gonna not-so-subtlety ask about your favorite color, flower, and things related. sorry not sorry. )
woerended:
Usually, Adam was the type of person to divert attention away from his own problems. He didn’t particularly like to bother people with them, or feel as if he were their burden to bear. Most were content to not ever figure out what exactly his deal was, so it’s not as though this excuse hadn’t worked before. In fact, it had worked almost consistently. So when she says what she says, immediately refutes him like that - it gives him pause.
He swallows dryly, throat halting slightly as there’s a slight choke, trips on his own words. His pupils shrink down, and his shoulders cave upward submissively.
“Oh– u-uhm…right…s-sorry.” He nods, doesn’t take his eyes off her as they’re currently fixed. He very carefully raises his injured arm, turns it to face the bandaging she was beginning to withdraw from her kit. It’s impressive that instead of thinking to comment on his unusual looking blood, she’d immediately honed in on his well-being, instead. Not many would do that.
his words are barely acknowledged as hilda began to clean & bandage his arm., she wanted to try & focus completely on it. any questions she had could wait, after all. eventually, she had finished wrapping the bandage, & would begin to put the excess supplies back into the kit. her attention would be brought back to the other.
“now you're fine.” she couldn’t help the annoyance still in her tone, even if the glare she had before was gone. she couldn’t help her curiosity at exactly what happened, however, “though, what the hell happened for that to happen? it’s not like this place is unsafe.”
( plotting call! like this post & i’ll dm you. )
@woerended wrote: ‵if i can still breathe, i’m fine.′ /// meme.
eyes narrow with disbelief at those words. she’d heard too similar words from her brother before, that no matter how bad his injuries got, it was fine as long as he was still alive. hilda, frankly, thought that was bullshit. she waves off his words as she goes to collect the first aid kit anyway.
“that doesn’t mean you just let yourself bleed out!” she just barely resists the temptation to tell him to shut up & just let her patch him up, “you might still live, but not for much longer if you act like that.” her glare doesn’t let up when she collects the kit & begins to look through it for bandages. she wasn’t the best at first-aid, but that didn’t really matter to her right now, she could make do with the knowledge she did have.