STREETWISE HURCULES

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vincent raiding the fridge for food at midnight and his roommate shining the flashlight on him

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NICE

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HELL YEAH BAYBEE

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WAIT OH MY GOD WHY DIDN’T I THINK ABT THAT HOLD ON I GOTTA...

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ive gotta find an fc.

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BOLD what your muse can do . REPOST , don’t reblog . TAG ten muses .

bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive a submarine | speak a second language |dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate |unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat | do a backflip | play chess | give cpr | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive/calligraphy | use an electric drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | magic tricks | yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read morse code | pick a lock

tagged by: @belliiqueux tagging: i dont know ten muses on here lkfsjdalkjsdflkj

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         @hurculeo // starter call.

                      “ You’re – a cat? ” Ashley sounds completely dumbfounded. He’s seen a lot in his 500 or so years. Tony the Tiger in a fighting stance was not one of those many things. Not until now, at least. With his foot on the face of the to-be robber, he pinned the criminal down. Ashley wasn’t a crime fighter by any means, but if he saw someone in trouble, he wasn’t going to ignore them. The stranger must have been coming at the sound of a scream. 

                         Unable to focus on anything else, he clears his throat, tilting his head back ever so slightly as he looks the stranger over. “ So is it like… a costume? ”

     a  costume?  really?  he’s  heard  a  lot  of  things  about  how  he  looks  in  his  form  but  for  some  reason  this  one  really  STUNG.  at  least  they  weren’t  asking  if  he  was  a  FURRY  like  a  few  people  have  asked  him  before.  what  can  he  do  to  get  more  of  a  reputation  these  days?  sheesh.  champlion  grumbles  lowly  and  shakes  his  head.  he  eases  up  a  little---  seems  the  situation’s  under  control  enough...

     ❝  it’s  not  a  COSTUME.  it’s  how  i  look  when  i’m  on  the  JOB.  though  the  clothes  are  a  costume,  i  guess.  ❞   he  wants  to  correct  the  first  comment  on  him  being  a  cat  because  NO,  he’s  a  LION.  but  he  thinks  that’d  sound  worse  somehow.

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my heart wants him to dress nicely and look good but the truth of the matter is he’s unkempt and looks 10 years older than he is

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NO VINCENT U CAN’T HAVE A GRIFFON AESTHETIC

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annie / *wondcrkid‌

                    The concern in his gaze made Annie look away for a moment, worried that they had plunged the conversation into a deep place within the first three minutes. They weren’t as good with humor as they used to be – most of their remaining jests that landed consisted of business related puns. They knew, though,, that the concern came from a place of compassion. It was just in his nature to care, even for someone as terrible as them ( at least that’s how they viewed it ).

                    A small smile came to their lips at his mention of the cardboard incident, a hand coming up to stifle the laugh. “ At least it could make for a good improvised weapon. If I was a villain, I wouldn’t expect to get whacked over the head with a piece of cardboard. You’d really catch them off guard. ” They stifle another laugh, covering it up with the clearing of their throat. It was odd to see them like this – someone who used to be so giddy felt the need to stifle and laugh or smile that bubbled from their lips. “ I’ll try, though. If not for my sake, at least for yours. Can’t let you get any more stressed out than you already are, right? ”

     he  chuckles  and  shakes  his  head,   ❝  you’re  gonna  give  me  gray  hair  by  the  time  i  turn  thirty  if  this  is  any  indicator.  ❞   he’s  still  concerned  for  them,  the  two  haven’t  spoken  in  months  yet  the  way  they’ve  changed  makes  it  feel  like  YEARS.  he  doesn’t  like  that.  not  one  bit.  then  again,  things  have  changed  for  him  too.  so  he  supposes  he  can’t  really  say  much  about  that.

     ❝  oh!  speaking  of  stress...  i  suppose  i  never  told  you  did  i?  i  won  custody  of  my  little  sister.  i’ve  been  trying  to  get  my  act  together  now...  unfortunately  champlion  activity  has  grown  to  a  crawl  because  of  it.  ❞   vincent  was  genuinely  happy  to  share  the  news.  he  didn’t  really  HAVE  anyone  to  tell  before  hand  and  now  that  he’s  talking  with  annie  again  it  seems  appropriate  to  share  at  least  SOME  insight  to  his  life  again.

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the tumblr gods have deemed this inappropriate

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         open.

                    “ whooops ehhehh didn know this was onn eheEHHH FUCkkk whats P OP PP IN G AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUU ……….WoooOoOW its lit in here huhhh huhu mmwwahhh FUUUUCKCKKK ITS HOT AS FUCK IN HERE take the hoodie off Nahhhhh keep it on its cute as fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck nah but 4 real shout out .. shout out … FOLLOWERS AHAAAAAHH ……………………… doing a shout out for .. if ur following it aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUAUAU fuck… cant wait to meet up … peace …. aa .. a a .. a ” 

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❛  hahah  

what  the  fuck?  ❜

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annie / *wondcrkid‌

                     They notice his hesitation, and as it often did these days, the smile fell from their lips. Luckily, Vincent was able to see the gradual change in their demeanor, so the action shouldn’t be too jarring. Maybe they’re a both a little nervous. They were both caught up in their own worlds, however different they may be. Offering a nod at the statement, they hummed. “ Yeah, you tend to do that a lot. For just reason, of course. I’ve been doing quite a bit of travelling too. ”

                     It wasn’t travelling that they particularly enjoyed – a lot of it was for work. Almost everything since their mother stepped down has been for work. ‘Tis the life and legacy of an Ackerman, they suppose. As he asks about their life, they shrug. “ Nothing too exciting. The bombardment of interviews from business media outlets is finally starting to die down, but I have a feeling everyone’s still waiting for me to mess up. Too bad for them, I never mess up, huh? ” A small chuckle follows. “ Sorry – that was a joke. I mess a lot of things up. ”

     he  wants  to  make  a  comment,  that  last  bit  they  said...  but  he’s  not  sure  if  he  should.   (  would  three  months  without  communication  ---  would  that  kind  of  question  be  okay  to  ask  still?  )   nevertheless  there’s  concern  in  his  eyes  now,  it’s  a  gut  instinct  honestly.  he  cares  deeply  for  people,  as  if  it  was---  BRED  into  him  or  something.   (  he  knows  that’s  not  the  case. )

     ❛  hey  don’t  beat  yourself  up  for  not  bein’   PERFECT   or   whatever,   okay?   messing   up   is   just   part   of   the   learning   process---  ❜   his   voice   quieter---   ❛  between   me   and  you,  champlion  couldn’t  figure  out  how  to  keep  his  claws  from  popping  out  at  all  the  worst  moments.  it  took  getting  them  stuck  in  some  cardboard  for  a   week   to   get   it   right.  ❜

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annie / *wondcrkid‌

       ♥ – ( @hurculeo )

                     “ Long time no see – thanks for meeting me here, ” Annie mused, offering a small smile as they drew circles on the table with gloved fingers. It was nice to meet up with old friends. Repairing bridges that were decayed in their road to success was always a gift. Vincent was one of the few ‘ friends ’ that Annie managed to keep, purely because they insisted their mother hire him for their riskier trips.

                       The cafe was surprisingly silent, a few ladies discussing the latest fashion trends. Bleh – they chose such horrible ones! Oh, how it pained Annie’s heart to keep their much more fashionable suggestions in. “ I hope you like the location – I know it’s not as fancy as some of the places we’ve eaten at, but they have a really good selection of food. I tried to remember your favorites but I’m not sure I got recalled them all. ” They tapped their fingers, a bit nervous. “ What, it’s been three months, yeah? What have you been up to, big cat? ”

     vincent  stood  behind  the  chair  across  from  them,  he  was  a  little  hesitant  at  first;  being  so  caught  up  into  his  world  of  vigilante  justice  makes  him  lose  track  of  time.  a  lopsided  smile  crept  its  way  onto  his  face  as  soon  as  he  was  called  that  old  nickname.  he  grabs  a  seat  and  nodded,   ❛  oh,  just  moving  from  place  to  place  as  usual,  small  cat.  ❜

     he  takes  a  quick  glance  at  the  area  around  then  looks  back  at  annie,   ❛  and  don’t  worry  about  location,  yeah?  fancy  food  just  makes  me  too  spoiled,  gotta  keep  on  my  toes,  you  know?  HOWEVER...  you  sure  nailed  my  favorite  cafe.  nice  and  quiet,  not  too  many  people...  but  that’s  enough  about  me,  what  have YOU  been  up  to?  ❜

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s… starter call ?

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WHAT AN ABSOLUTE UNIT.