growth.

❝we all want to be great men, and there’s nothing romantic about it.❞ [affiliated with agron region]

[libelleon-blog]

➳ + what's something you always wanted to do but never have had the chance to?

     “Nothing. I’ve had the chance to do everything I wanted. I took what I really wanted.”

[libelleon-blog]

➳ + if there was one thing in your life you could change, what would it be?

    “My father’s death impacted my mother the most, so, that. Hands down.”

[libelleon-blog]

➳ + If you couldn't be a librarian, what other career you would've like to have been in?

    Oh.

    “Probably a police officer. They’re pretty noble.”

[nobodynothin-deactivated2016070]

Send me a ➳ + a question for my muse’s answer!

Go ahead, ask my muse anything for an honest answer.

[eriiotto]

Pandora Hearts 15 days challenge

Day 1: Favorite Male Character - Elliot Nightray

[libelleon-blog]

mistakes were made. [ashton/athan]

@ritanuki

    Ah, shopping. The simple, but annoying requirements to live. Everything costed so much, but it was either pay nothing and die or go broke and live. The latter sounded better to him. And thus, here he was, in a Pokemart at the end of the work day, grabbing some groceries for his Pokemon and himself. Almost ready to check out, Ashton spotted quite the cute accessory that his Deerling would probably enjoy. But just as the male was reaching to pick it up, another arm came in front of him and nabbed it.

    Perhaps the young male who took it didn’t see him reaching for the item, so Ashton suppressed any sudden outburst. Instead, the man simply reached down to get another. At least, he would have, if there were any more. A small, but angered groan escaped the librarian before turning his attention to the person who was now in line to check out. 

    Perhaps it was against his better judgement, but rather than letting this one go, Ashton sped up to be behind the other, before attempting to subtly reach into the other’s basket to grab the accessory. A plan that wasn’t that well thought out, and actually rather stupid, but a plan nonetheless. A plan that wound up foiled, though, when the person behind him accidentally bumped against his arm and caused the male to touch the other’s arm.

    Lovely.

[libelleon-blog]

on the spot. [ashton/hale]

@glacene

    There were very few things to take enjoyment in around these parts. Running a middle-class library with your mother wasn’t the most excitement someone could get out of life. Luckily, there wasn’t much excitement that Ashton wanted. The simpler things were where serenity was found, and this librarian’s little piece of heaven was reading. Sure, he was around books all day, but he never got that peace and quiet he wanted until he was behind a rundown Pokemart a little out of the way from the bustling city.

    The shop had been abandoned a few years before, so there wasn’t much there. A bit of dust had piled up on the windows, some of the grass and vines were a little overgrown in some areas, creeping up the side of the building. But it was out of the way, quiet, and no one knew about it. Or so he thought, as a young man with light blue hair was sitting against the old Pokemart. That was curious, but, if there was one thing Ashton’s father taught him, it was to protect what was yours. And so, the young blonde approached him.

    “You’re in my spot.”

[zerii-chan]

Leo and Elliot from PH caucus race cover Leo would be my fav character, but Elliiooottt the feeeelsssssss (T^T)

[libelleon-blog]

✖ ✖ ✖ { just to emphasize --

SEND ME A ✖ AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR ONE OF THE FOLLOWING:

thirteen: my muse will send a fluffy text while half-asleep

[text]: You really looked nice today.

[text]: The dress you wore really brought out your eyes.

[text]: I wish you could have been more comfortable though, in the clothes youd prefer

[text]: actually yuo look nice all the time and your eyes are really pretty

[text]: jun youre cute

[libelleon-blog]

✖

SEND ME A ✖ AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR ONE OF THE FOLLOWING:

five: my muse will send your muse a drunk, emotional text

[text]: i realyl hate tha i lied to m y mom abot te plice academmy

[text]: shes probabably disssapinted in mmmmmmmm

[indieresource]

SEND ME A ✖ AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR ONE OF THE FOLLOWING:

one: my muse will send a text confessing their feelings for your’s two: my muse will call your muse confessing their feelings for someone else three: my muse will leave your muse a note the morning after four: my muse will send your muse a drunk, suggestive text five: my muse will send your muse a drunk, emotional text six: my muse will send your muse a text not meant for them seven: my muse will leave your muse a tearful voicemail eight: my muse will call your’s about an emergency nine: my muse will call your muse to tell them everything they love about them ten: my muse will call your muse to invite them somewhere eleven: my muse will text your muse “riddles” to guide them to a mystery date spot twelve: my muse will send your muse suggestive pictures thirteen: my muse will send a fluffy text while half-asleep

[libelleon-blog]

dinner’s ready. [ashton/jun]

@officerjun

    A trip to the precinct. That’s what his mother wanted him to do. It wasn’t out of the question, but it did make more sense to call rather than to walk all the way over there. Arguing wasn’t an option with Ashton’s mother, though. Just as he mentioned calling, he practically had one foot out the door already. Galt was following beside him down the road, and he questioned his mother’s motives. While she still had a friendship with the chief and his wife, she asked him to ask another person. A boy named Jun.

    While Ashton had nothing against the male, they didn’t know each other quite that well enough to be having him over for dinner. Maybe it was an attempt to get him to make friends with another person. Either way, perhaps it’d be nice to see that guy again. He did have a way about somehow brightening the day for Ashton, even if it was just a tiny bit.

    The young man opened the door for his Zangoose before he followed in behind, ignoring the people who were handcuffed in chairs beside desks of police officers writing up a report on them. There were only a few desks between him and his destination, and it didn’t take long to get there. Ashton sat down in the chair next to the desk, staying moderately quiet to avoid interrupting the other young man’s work. Galt stood in front of the desk, only his eyes and ears poking up from the edge.

    “Hey, I was wondering if you’d like to come by my place tonight to have dinner with my mother and I, and possibly the chief.” Right to the point.

[libelleon-blog]

no playing here. [ashton/zia]

@gardienne-du-savoir

    A library was supposed to be quiet. That’s what his mother had taught him. That’s what was taught in every library. But for some reason, a group of teenagers took it upon themselves to make a playground out of the place. At first, it was quiet. The teens just snickered every so often, but they were still quiet overall. The younger people seemed to do that anyway. It was nothing. It was a problem, however, when they began laughing aloud, and talking in regular voices.

    Ashton was checking a few books out for a woman that seemed to be only a few years older than him. A normal happening, he kept his usual calm demeanor. It wasn’t until one of them almost knocked over a small shelf that the male got extremely annoyed. “Excuse me,” He spoke, reaching over to grab one of the more thick books, before tossing it rather forcefully at the closest one’s head, making it hit with a nice, satisfying thud.

    “IF YOU WANT TO PLAY GAMES, GO OUTSIDE. THAT’S WHAT IT’S FOR. THIS IS A LIBRARY, HAVE SOME RESPECT FOR THE PEOPLE AROUND.” And that was why not a lot of people made noise on Ashton’s shift. “... I apologize for that, ma’am.”

[officerjun-deactivated20201027]

          “Oh really? It’s quite nice to see her being so traditional. I’d think she would’ve called or something.” 

           She should do that more often if you’re coming by. 

    “The chief is– Well, you should know where his office is by now.” 

          It wouldn’t be all too bad to show you around but, you were practically raised here.

   “Sorry for keeping up your time! I’m going to you know.. look at these reports.”

          It’s a shame the papers I’m hiding have small drawings of us doing the couple things

[libelleon-blog]

    “Oh, I already spoke with him.”

    I may or may not have volunteered.

    “I was heading out, but thought I’d stop by and say hello and check up.”

    Could I see those or are those like a private thing

[officerjun-deactivated20201027]

    “Oh! I didn’t realize you were here.”

      Holy shit how did he get into the precinct.

[libelleon-blog]

    “My mother sent me to see if the chief wanted to come by for dinner.”

    And I wanted to say hello to you.

[officerjun-deactivated20201027]

     “These reports suggest a sign of a cutie in the city.”

[libelleon-blog]

    “Don’t say things like that--”

[libelleon-blog]

Starter call!

For now, I don’t think I’ll put a limit on how many I’ll do, but like this post or toss me an IM and we’ll plot something out! I’ll be averaging the length at about two paragraphs(possibly less), so keep that in mind, please!