you can now find stelle over at @covenish <3 i will be moving our existing threads there for anybody who is still interested.

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@misstellaron
you can now find stelle over at @covenish <3 i will be moving our existing threads there for anybody who is still interested.
Elation Caelus Ult: "TIME TO MAKE SOME MOTHERFUCKAS LAUGH REEEEE!!!!"
Elation Stelle Ult: "lmao bitchessss"
“ which is to be expected. now tell me who was so bold as to challenge you? i can only think of a handful brave enough to do so. ”
stelle runs the back of her hand across her mouth, smearing the last of the blood across her knuckles before it can drip down her chin and stain her freshly washed clothes. the copper taste still clings stubbornly to her tongue -- she spits again to the side and straightens her spine, rolling one sore shoulder (it cracks like cheap wooden chopsticks).
“ bold? nahh. ” she snorts, star-bright amber gaze skimming over @pyrakanthaa. “ stupid, maybe. i'd let you guess but it's not worth the effort. . . ”
stelle moves a foot, nudges a small rock and sends it skittering across the ground between them.
“ the word ‘stellaron’ travels faster than common sense. . . that's all. but, i'm fine! see? ”
[ sms ] : Pics or it didn't happen. @ March!!!
★ text message prompts ★
[ galacticbaseballer ] : soooo glad you asked ;) one sec [ galacticbaseballer ] :
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[ galacticbaseballer ] : all thanks to those tricks aventurine showed me a while back✌️ [ galacticbaseballer ] : finally got to put them into practice tonight. [ galacticbaseballer ] : see that big pile of stash on the table?? it's coming home with us :p you should thank me. [ galacticbaseballer ] : go on. say it [ galacticbaseballer ] : say, ‘ thank you stelle, you're the best! i owe you!!! ’
Really important things happening right now
"Don't pace yourself. Just go until you fall over. We'll pick you up."
niratias - nothing is real & this is a simulation. indie, selective multimuse ft. jon moxley, josh alexander, pac, ilja dragunov, & more. tearing up the american midwest with sarge. 21+ only. rules & bios
promo by @mad-hunts <3
“ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ” as karson.
the bar's got some action going on, but it's far from full. stelle is sitting right next to @niratias, but she might as well be miles away, looking like the human equivalent of a kicked puppy; squint hard enough and you'll see a pair of soft ears drooping somewhere in that grey mess of hair.
she's folded in on herself, narrow shoulders curving inward, arms splayed across the chipped wooden counter. pouting suits her best when she's like this, or maybe that's just the way her mouth naturally turns down when she's trying very hard to sit with her ‘big feelings’.
there's no food in front of her. no drink, not even a single napkin to pretend she ordered something. it's just her and that pitiful expression plastered on her face.
when tthat low note of polite concern reaches her, stelle turns her head and studies him from beneath her silver lashes like an unsure ( and bored, awfully bored ) half-feral thing. she doesn't bother straightening up either. . . too much work.
“ yeah?. . . ” still sulking, of course, but the usual glint of humor is there. “ i was kinda hoping i looked mysterious. guess i missed, ”
trash pandas
dan heng sightings #444
“ he's right behind me, isn't he. . . ”
sawing off my own leg in the saw trap but shaking my head the whole time so people know i don’t agree with self-punishment as a means of absolution
★ what does your love taste like? ★
fizzy candies. being loved by you is like tasting those delicious, sweet, effervescent candies that start fizzing and dancing on your tongue at the first bite. yours is a playful, unpredictable love. you didn't wait to say "i love you" the first time, you knew that there was not going to be a better moment than that one, you just had to say it.
you're bold, and so is your way of loving. your love language is probably gift giving, oh you love that rush of excitement when surprising your partner. you love making them laugh, you hate when you're not holding hands on a walk, and probably you're also a little clingy. your partner is your best friend, the person you have the most fun with. you share your joys and sorrows with them. you reach out for comfort and help when you need it, and you get hurt when they don’t do the same.
the people you love should know that even if you fizz, pop and bubble, you need reassurance. you carry with you an entire universe and loving every aspect of it might be intimidating, that’s why you get easily scared they could get tired of you.
tagged by: @niratias tagging ( randomized ): @huijarii @bykacie @hoovedroyal @velvcty @laperlina @resolutevalor @byimagination , you <3.
My RPing style:
Her perceptible jest registers with him, the faintest of giggles pushed through his teeth without even meaning to. The intensity of Elation can vary between activity && person though with the spirit of the Trailblaze behind his friend here, he finds that each spike is pleasant && sometimes unpredictable. To further string along the feeling, he pushes from the table using the moment to bring his hands together in tight clasp.
Nearly sincere in movement, he shakes his head in dissent, knits together his blue brows. Almost a grand display of pity, though the curtain of his hair seems to add to the dubious nature of their conversation. ❝ Not at all. Never ! ❞ A rehearsed switch into his groveling persona, Sampo has no shame in attempting to pander to her. It is only for a few moments && he holds all the cards. ❝ As a friend of yours, Sampo is just letting you know he's there for you ! ❞
Ah but he still managed to strike some sort of genuine nerve ending, exposed in plain sight. Does he dare broach the subject ? Seeing as he's a firm believe in one person's trash is another's treasure && has no trouble slapping on a shiny coat of paint over the derelict, it almost feels a little too ironic.
Hands fall by his side, purposely swiping against pant fabric. ❝ Had I known you were seriously in the market for some trash I would've ⸻ never mind ! What I'm talking about isn't stuff someone has been meaning to throw away, more like things they don't know what to do with because they're not attached anymore or got bored. Just need a little bit of help on that portion since I think I can find some willing clients. ❞
One hand extends briefly, his fingers pointing towards Stelle. ❝ But yeah, practice ! Sounds great. I'll get an outfit that looks all fancy for the day, if you want. ❞ No guarantees it'll be that fancy. ❝ When are you free next week ? Gotta make sure my partner is ready to go ~ ❞
heart-shaped lips twitch, pretending to resist, then purse into a sour little frown she can't quite hide from him. “ oh. you do realize that sounds boring, right? ”
no need for any proof, stelle already knows what he sees. she's making sure he does, actually; arms folded, ashen brows quirked up, the heel of her boot clicking against the floor. not quite copying him, but acting as a shadow. of course she's doing it on purpose, nobody manages to one-up the lionhearted trailblazer ( not so easily ).
“ no actual trash? where's the fun in that? ” standing still, smiling politely, watching the numbers go up. just talking and pretending like those useless trinkets are infinitely better than a pile of trash. . . oh, how sad. the thought of it breaks her heart. “ do i really just stand there? what if i fall asleep mid-bid. what if i start bidding simply out of spite. what then, ”
that faux sincerity of his, stelle loathes it almost as much as she enjoys playing along. she would never admit it aloud though, but even a peasant knows how to recognize art when it's placed right before them, correct?
and what a proper craft it is! brush held like a weapon in gloved hands, he paints around the situation. he chooses the colors, he decides which emotions to highlight, he is the one careful about which details are left to blur. it's unnerving. worst of all, it's mesmerizing, because no matter how aware she is of his performance, she can't look away. if anything she's part of the canvas now.
her eyes narrow just enough to say, i see through you.
“ assuming i actually get my cut, i'll let you decide when. the galactic baseballer is always busy, but they keep their promises. . . as long as they get to pick their own outfit. ” a terrible idea, really, considering some of her questionable fashion choices. chances are she'll show up dressed exactly the same way as she is right now.
ᯓ★ @huijarii
doctor diagnosed me with something while i wasnt listening
LADIES ladies please ladies PLEASE oh god oh oh oh god ladies help
me before talking to anyone: plz be weird plz be weird plz be weird plz be weird plz be weird plz be weird plz be weird plz be weird