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[ofinflorescence]

don't be afraid to stand, stop their lies, and rise up now! ind. pri. sel. multi-fandom multi-muse rp blog. portrayed by riley. home / rules / muses / mod

[ofmagnhild]

hey! i know it’s been a hot minute, but i’ve moved nora here! feel free to send me a follow. i hope to see you all there. <3

[ofmagnhild]

uwu?

[mosaickd-a]

╰ @ofmagnhild : sc. 

how had she gotten here ? here, holding a baby that wasn’t even her’s ? standing before her apartment door like it was crossing into the threshold of a hellish domain. the child had light blonde wisps atop her precious head and was fast asleep in the arms of her new guardian. why was she even named guardian ? she had passed away quite suddenly so she did not even have time to tell weiss of her unexpected guardianship. her cousin barely even knew her outside of family gatherings.  — but she knew deep down within her gut that out of everyone in their family, she was a viable option, albeit a bad one. ❝ noelle, i don’t know what i am going to be to you but i hope at least i am a good one. ❞ a pale finger bushed against the child’s soft cheek. 

[ofmagnhild]

@mosaiqk

          hugs were a rarity for schnee. a warm embrace such as this , made her trembling heart feel at ease. quieting the sorrow for her lost family members for the moment as she listened to babe’s breath within her cradled arms. the soft motion to her back pulled her back from the stretch of grief to reality. breaking the hold , she wiped her puffy face , reddened by the constant stream of tears. swallowing back bile that built up in her throat she smiled at noelle who slept soundly.  ❛     i … want to stop being scared. i just don’t want to hurt her.     ❜ i don’t want her to suffer through a childhood like mine : alone , disparity of love , &. outlandish expectations. ❛     thank you , nora.     ❜ sniffing , she put the baby back in her bed &. sighed. even with her nap earlier , exhaustion clung to her like a second skin.

          ❛     perhaps , we can call it a day ?    ❜ walking to the kitchen to unravel herself for the night. hands reached for teapot as she began to go through the motions for tea. setting out one mug , she turned around to gaze upon the ginger who had helped her with overflowing kindness. ❛     would you like a cup of tea ?  ———  i don’t know if i could offer you anything in return for everything you’ve done.     ❜ rummaging through cabinet of an assortment of loose leaves from klein , vocals were finally infused with a bit of cheer.  ❛     i have raspberry hibiscus , chamomile lavender , lemon ginger , &. blueberry vanilla.     ❜ it was best if she chose the relaxing one rather than a more pungent flavor. dropping that in the cup , weiss waited for the answer to her invitation. back against counter , she leaned shoulders dropping. scratching at her cheek , eyes darted to floor. ❛     i’m embarrassed at my behavior … it was out of hand.     ❜

    nora wasn’t too great at offering words of comfort, instead preferring to go the physical route (a hug, more often than anything else) most of the time, and it seemed to be working rather well. she hadn’t quite expected weiss to be the one to break away first, but it was neither here nor there. as long as she felt better afterward, was all that mattered to nora. listening intently, she smiled at the other’s resolve, glad that she managed to reach it all on her own. “you don’t need to thank me, but i do appreciate it.” she tried her best to be comforting, giving weiss another quick hug once noelle was back in bed. it was easier to give a gentle squeeze of reassurance once neither of them was holding the child. once she let go again, she double checked on noelle out of habit at this point, smiling down at the sleeping baby.

  “i don’t think i’d mind calling it a day at this point.” she didn’t mind watching noelle, not one bit, but children in general could exhaust just about anyone after a while. when weiss started digging through her cabinet, she was rather curious until she saw the teapot. tea sounded lovely right now. “yes, please!” she chirped eagerly, not having had the chance to really sit down and have a cup of tea in what had felt like forever. “um... blueberry vanilla! that sounds wonderful. by the way, the bakery has a few brands of tea in stock, and we get new shipments at the end of every month, so if you want a discount, let me know. they sell out pretty fast, though...” she figured it didn’t hurt to offer, though the brands they sold were rather popular, so it was also a good idea to let her know in advance. nora raised her eyebrow, a bit confused by the sudden confession. “what behavior do you have to be embarrassed of? even if it was out of hand, it’s back... in hand now.” she scrunched up her face as soon as she finished her sentence. “that didn’t quite work like i thought it would. you get my point, though.”

[ofmagnhild]

i know this blog and all of my others are dead as fuck but what if i gave nora a nose piercing

[ofmagnhild]

as if i need to blatantly state what god nora would be in this au that’s going around

[ofmagnhild]

[ofmagnhild]

velvet didn't tend to resort to these kinds of measures, but she figured it was easier than making a scene. with quick agile steps she hopped into nora's lap, picking out familiar pink fabrics from among rush of vytal goers. ' some weird guy hasn't stopped following me after i said i'm not interested. can you pretend to be my girlfriend for a bit ? '

     the sight of a vaguely familiar flash of brown and gold settling into her lap and clearing up into velvet of all people is a surprise, yet welcome all the same. after the quick and hushed explanation of the situation, she nodded, spotting the instigator out of the corner of her eye. “gotcha.” she gently took hold of velvet’s, even going so far as to give her a little peck on the cheek to really sell the act. “so, any ideas for our weekend together, babe?” she even put on a bright, cheery facial expression, though she was entirely prepared to deal with the ‘weird guy’ with other means, if it was made necessary.

[bewitchingmemes]

touch-starved starters!!

❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞

❝ could you play with my hair? ❞

❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ 

❝ that feels nice. ❞

❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞

❝ i never want to let go. ❞

❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞ 

❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞

❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞

❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞

❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞

❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞

❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞

❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞

❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞

❝ you were my first kiss. ❞

❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞

❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞

❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞

[ofmagnhild]

     nora was a bit upset with herself for making weiss this visibly upset, even if it wasn’t directly her fault. while it was true that there was nothing she could do to bring noelle’s parents back, there was something she’d like to do to try and be a good substitute for them. that is, if weiss would allow it. without quite thinking about it, she slowly wrapped her arms around weiss’ frame, pulling her and noelle closer for a gentle hug. not one that would really warrant any concern for the child’s safety between them, of course, but it was... nicer than she expected, at the very least. maybe it was because she’d never seen weiss hug anyone, nor had she hugged her before this. without words, without a sound, she rubbed her back just a bit, trying to emulate something her own mother used to do whenever nora herself was upset about anything.

     “i...” she paused, unsure of how to phrase this in the moment. “i know it’s hard, weiss.” nora wasn’t exactly well versed in this particular set of circumstances, but damn if she wasn’t going to at least try and help somehow. it was tricky, the loss of a loved one and the sudden burden of being a parent, all summed up perfectly by noelle’s recently increased presence in weiss’ life. “i- i just want you to know that i’m here for you, okay?” at this point, she pulled away, one hand remaining on weiss’ shoulder while the other’s thumb wiped away her tears. “i’m right across the hall whenever you need me-- well, as long as i’m not at work at the bakery down the street. even if i am, just call me, and i’ll be over as soon as i can.” she gave weiss a soft, reassuring smile before returning her gaze to noelle. “besides, i wouldn’t wanna miss any opportunity to see this little cutie.” she let out a quick exhale from her nose, an attempt at lightening the mood a bit.

[ofmagnhild]

when ren was trying too hard to act casual they almost looked comically avoidant, sitting in café and slurping obnoxiously on smoothie. all the while, their other hand was signing to her, sights set on the waitress who'd left behind a number on their bill. < you should talk to her. >

     while nora was initially intrigued by the fact that there was a scroll number on their receipt, she was a bit skeptical after a brief moment of thought. returning the signing was simple enough, though she tended to be more exaggerated at times, so it might be more conspicuous. hopefully the waitress didn’t think anything was off if she happened to look back.

   < you think i’m confident enough to just go up and talk to her? besides, what if that number was meant for you? >

     nora was never the most perceptive when it came to interpreting other people coming onto her, though, so that waitress might have been sending signals the whole time they’d been at the café, and she likely wouldn’t have noticed. or she didn’t notice. either way, it was always a possibility, someone being interested in ren rather than her. not that she ever got jealous, though, as she was always happy to find an excuse to play wingman.

[fractaele]

❅･｡ﾟ WEISS SCHNEE + INSTAGRAM ! feat. @ofmagnhild. 

weiss met nora in the hall of her apartment building with a sleeping babe , her cousin’s child : noelle schnee in her arms. not knowing how to be a mother , her neighbor decided to step in. nora was the exact opposite of weiss in … a lot of ways but through their adventures of taking care of the noelle , they became family ( including the ferret :  rhubarb frederick bartholomew valkyrie iii, esquire. ) together , they are three unstoppable ladies facing the ups &. downs of the world. 

do not reblog. only riley may reblog !

[musingmeme-blog]

beep beep how’s my portrayal ?

[ofmagnhild]

“Don’t touch it!”

     nora winced when she tensed up at the other’s tone, but she understood entirely why she said it like that. her instincts told her to cover the open wound on her bicep with her hand, and that only made it hurt even more, but it wasn’t like she knew what the hell else to do. medical knowledge wasn’t her thing, and all she really knew was that this a. was not good, and b. hurt like hell. she recoils her hand away from it, bringing away a stained glove for her troubles.   “a- alright, alright, i won’t– i won’t touch it.”

[ofmagnhild]

"please talk to me."

     nora froze for a moment, almost tensing up at the sudden request of conversation. she’d been quiet for over an hour, something painfully uncharacteristic of her to say the least. she shook her head, almost as if to snap herself out of her own trance before giving a weak smile to jaune in hopes of being reassuring.   “it- it’s nothing. i just have a lot on my mind, y’know?”     without quite thinking about it, nora rested her head on jaune’s shoulder like she had before, finding a strange amount of comfort in the gesture. she was just about as familiar and comfortable with his presence in her personal space as she was with ren’s at this point, something that surprised even her.   “i think we all need, like, a three-day nap.”

[ofmagnhild]

"heading to mistral after this, huh?" brown doe eyes fall to the rubble of floor which had once been a main street. the reconstruction efforts hadn't entirely cleared it yet, post fall. velvet raised her camera to cast scope over magnhild, attempting a little smile while coaxing nora mimic her. "a few snaps for the road?"

   “yeah. we’re gonna be away from here for a while.” nora sighed, shoulders feeling a bit heavier than she remembered them to be. it was so strange, making plans to be away from beacon for so long after only being there maybe a year. her plans had originally been to do the usual routine, stay at the school for all four years of her instruction, and then leave, but things took a sharp turn in what felt like the blink of an eye. upon noticing she was being photographed, she immediately perked up, striking overly dramatic pose after overly dramatic pose. “what about you? where are you guys headed?” she asked after her miniature photoshoot was over with.

[ofmagnhild]

mun vs muse

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[ofmagnhild]

i know skirts and dresses are nora’s thing but hear me out: nora in a suit with a bowtie