spirit who cannot be broken;

-- "For me, I am driven by two main philosophies: know more today about the world than I knew yesterday and lessen the suffering of others. You'd be surprised how far that gets you." -- [ Fire Emblem Awakening / Fates OC RP blog || Selective || Side to charmingxsolace ]

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Milo has his own blog! All interactions and threads will be scooted on over to here from now on!

Best promo ever, am I right

[philomxth-blog]

Milo has his own blog! All interactions and threads will be scooted on over to here from now on!

Best promo ever, am I right

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"Miiiilo~!" Jia chuckles and pokes the man in the side. "Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and the whole deal." She then produces a pair of boxes, one containing a pair of gloves and the other containing a few hair ties. "Here's my present for you, but also.." She winks and pokes his nose. "Are you doing anything later? I'd like to spend the holidays with you, if not."

“Eek!” Milo giggles, jerking to the side a little, afraid that Jia was about to tickle him senseless. But the sage was merciful today– and kind as well, as she has gifts for him!

Milo’s smile adopts a tone of sincerity as he faces Jia. “You got me gifts? You’re too sweet…” he murmurs, hugging the boxes to his chest. Fortunately, he had a gift for her too, and he can only hope it lives up to what she got for him…

Milo’s train of thought derails as soon as Jia boops his nose, the priest smiling a bit at her. What a kind woman– Milo was feeling so lonely before he saw her today… It was one of the rare times he dearly missed his little village in Rosanne, where everybody in the neighborhood knew and wished each other merry Christmas and happy holidays. But here, a whole continent away, nobody knew him. He was a stranger to mostly everyone, and the ones he was friends with were often not close enough to include him in their plans. But now…

Milo blinks, a soft blush overtaking what rosiness had already settled there from the cold. “You want to… Spend Christmas with me?” Milo tilts his head, as though the idea were foreign, his smile even faltering in his initial confusion. He considered Jia a great friend, but not so close as to involve him in her holiday plans. Did she really think so fondly of him? Or was it simply a custom of hers? Either way, the sentiment pokes Milo right in the heart and chases that loneliness away in an instant.

Slowly, his weak smile crawls up into something bigger, growing and growing until he’s nearly beaming at her. 

“No, I--I’m not, I’m totally free, all day!” Milo exclaims, the corners of his eyes glinting with the beginnings of tears as he throws his free arm around Jia in a tight hug. “I would– I would love to spend the holidays with you! Thank you, Jia!”

Hastily wiping his eyes, Milo takes Jia’s hand in his, a laugh bubbling up and over in his joy. “I have your gift too! It’s all wrapped up in my home. I have some for Elian, Nolan, and Alexis, too! Let’s go get them and play Santa. We can open all our gifts together…”

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…Oh…

Jia looks down at Milo, her expression thoughtful. What an odd thing to say to her….

“I’m not wearing perfume. So I guess I’m flattered,” Jia hums, placing her hand on her own cheek. “I’m even more flattered you’d think I’d be compatible with you. That’s quite the compliment.”

She sighs and relaxes in her seat. After a few minutes of contemplation, she decides that one more jab at him wouldn’t be too bad. The hand on her cheek falls to his hair again, gently combing through it as if to lull the man to sleep.

“I wouldn’t mind it. You’re excellent company.” She takes a lock of his hair and twirls it around her finger. “So much so that I don’t mind you falling asleep on my lap.”

“You think so? You’re sweet.” Milo’s eyes flutter as he stares up at Jia, feeling his alertness start to dwindle. A part of him feels light and flowery in response to Jia’s words, so much so that the priest giggles. “Don’t play with my hair, it makes me sleepy…” Milo feebly pats Jia’s hand as her fingers run through, though the gesture is fleeting as Milo feels his eyes start to get heavy. Was he tired, or just relaxed? It was hard to tell… and being this close to Jia was only adding to it…

“It’s not my fault you’re comfortable.” Milo huffs, his eyes closing, and then opening, as though he meant to blink, but it was a slow, conscious effort to do so. “It’s just… you’re warm… and I’m warm… And I like touching you. You’re soft and comforting… ” Milo’s eyes flutter closed again, only to open up to half the amount they did before. “I don’t need to sleep… I have so much work to do…” He whispers, as if it were only intended for him to hear. “Jia… Wake me up in a little while.. Okay? I dont want to slack.”

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"Merry Christmas Milo!" The thief held out a largely wrapped case for the man, Wyatt standing behind him. After debating on what to get their friend, they both agreed upon an electric violin and two orchestra tickets. "The tickets are for you and Jia, tap that ass after you listen to some sick trumpet and string playing." Wyatt gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up.

“You guys got me something?– wow, Kdin! Wyatt! You both are so great.” Milo’s curious quirk of the lip morphs into a smile, hugging the present to his chest. “Thanks so much! I’m a little poor at the moment, so I wasn’t able to get you both what I really wanted, but…” 

He trails off at the claim of the tickets, his smile disappearing for only a moment. “We– Wyatt, she isn’t–” Milo’s cheeks flush, before the student lets out an amused chuckle, shaking his head. “Ah, we’ll see what happens. Thanks, you two. Now, pardon me for being eager, but–” Milo opens the gift right there, blinking at the contraption–

“OH!! OOOOOOOHHH!!!!!!” Milo nearly drops the violin in his joy, a blinding grin taking up nearly the entire lower half of his face. “I’m gonna scream! Do you two know how long I’ve wanted an electric violin!? You monsters, this must’ve costed at least a grand! Who the heck told you you were allowed to spend this much money on me!?? Oh my gosh, I love this, I love it so much. It’s gonna distract me from all my responsibilities and I love it so much.” Milo closes the case and clutches the instrument to his chest, eyes sparkling like a child experiencing Christmas for the first time. 

Setting aside the gifts for a moment, Milo runs up to his friends and gives them both a big hug, squeezing them as hard as his little arms could manage. “I love you both! Thank you! Thank you! I– I have your gifts too– I’m gonna look like a total ass in comparison to what you got me, but… they’re gifts regardless, and I think you’ll both enjoy them. C’mon, they’re at my place!” And with that, Milo snatches up his new violin and tickets, stationing himself behind Kdin and Wyatt to try and usher them to home.

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So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muse without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse)

The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out these questions, but once you have you can tag 12 of your followers to spread the love. You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires.

Answered by: Milo

1) What is your favorite word?

“Oh, I have a million favorite words. Here’s a random one-- redamancy. It means requited love.”

2) What is your least favorite word?

“Moist. Just... moist.”

3) What turns you on?

“Shakespeare. Haha, kidding, kidding--”

4) What turns you off?

“Okay, honestly, extreme aggression? Like I don’t mind a little pushing or pinning, but if you’re about ready to snap your partner’s spine... um.”

5) What sound do you love?

“I love a good violin.”

6) What sound do you hate?

“Ah, the sound of glass shattering bothers me.”

7) What is your favorite curse word?

Eyebrow raise.

“Damn?”

8) What profession - other than yours, would you like to attempt?

“I don’t necessarily have a profession other than a traveler, I guess, haha. But I’d love to be a chemist.”

9) What profession would you not like?

“Bah, routine physical labor. Not only am I weak, but I don’t like routine.”

10) If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?

“Er, that I deserve to be up there, haha!”

11) Something most people don’t know about you?

“I am... an all star violin player! Mother used to make me sit for two hours before supper and play my violin until I couldn’t feel my fingers. But all that practice paid off-- I’m quite good at it now.

12) Sexual Preference?

“I’ve only been in relationships with women, but I’m attracted to both women and men.”

13) What position do you usually sleep in?

“My stomach, with my arms wrapped around something. Like a pillow, or myself, or something.”

15) Greatest Fear?

“Ah... hm. Having no voice. Just... being muted completely. The dark also bothers me quite a bit, too...”

16) If you could leave one thing to be remembered by, what would it be?

"I want to invent something people need. Like a medicine.”

17) What is your middle name?

“Akilah.”

Tagged by: @asourdir Tagging: @yandereitis

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Jia watches as the man tips over and onto her lap, a small blush coming to her cheeks when he looks up at her. She then giggles, running her fingers through his hair again and humming.

“You know… you’re awfully cute like this. I think I’m blushing…” She mumbles, touching her cheeks to confirm. “…I am. Good gracious…”

She runs her fingers through his hair again, this time fixing him with a bit of a sentimental look. “If you’re tired, you should nap. Even if it’s just for a little bit.”

“Pllllleeease? Won’t you stay, Crane? I don’t want you to stumble and fall asleep on your way home….”

"Don’t “pleeease” me...." Milo's comment trails off with a yawn, turning his head so that most of his face is turned away from the sage, as if trying to be polite. But... lazily so.

"What do you think I am... Some shrinking violet who tumbles after having a few drinks? Jia, I am so lucid right now, I could write a thesis paper on the tolerance of alcohol in the human body. And get perfect marks... Perfect..." Milo yawns yet again, one hand coming up to brush over his bangs. "But... If it makes you happy.... I'll stay..." The priest rolls a bit, so that his cheek is pressed against the Jia’s stomach, a soft smile crawling up on his face.

"Hey... Jia... Do you wear perfume? You smell so nice..." he giggles, rolling his head back to look at his friend once more. "Even if you weren't, you still smell nice... Which I guess is a good thing, it would mean all your... little jabs at us being lovers are alright because when two unrelated people find that they like each other’s smell..." Milo snickers, holding a hand over his cheek like he were trying to hide a blush. "... It means you're compatible mates."

[hopefulwreckage]

the clique when Heathens plays

[slowtowm-blog1]

I can’t stop watching this

[scumbagsblog]

THE SEQUEL TO THIS IS HALLOWEEN

[anox4-deactivated20170119]

emergency

[rotking]

when u make really scary and worrying posts but dont wanna talk abt it so cover it up with jokes

[perfectalexander]

when you are having a huge breakdown but 20 minutes later youve forgotten about it

[airframeextender]

my lord i had forgott the Fart

[quendergeer]

how stone cold was queen liz tho guy’s been away for seven years & the first thing she does is bring up the fart

[captainharlock]

when your white friends defend you

[captainharlock]

when you defend your white friends

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Nala returns to the library, sullen and... pouting. The girl approaches Milo, arms crossed and her gaze low, "Papa says I gotta say sorry for acting like an ass. So.... sorry."

Unlike their last meeting, Milo’s chores in the library that day are sparse– even more so now that he’s completed them. So, even though he hadn’t been expecting visitors, to see one was not exactly something he was unhappy to see. 

Though, as soon as he caught a glimpse of that blonde hair and short stature, a cautious frown touched the man’s lips. That girl hadn’t had the best impression of him last time, and, after thinking it over– he did feel guilty over dismissing the poor thing so quickly last time. But did she feel similarly?

Hopefully she didn’t come to punch his lights out...

Looking down at her, her words inspire a sympathetic smile on the man’s face. Milo sets aside the books he held in his hands and lets them drop to his sides.

“Aw– it’s alright. I think you and I just got off on the wrong foot, that’s all. How about we start over?” The priest’s smile broadens a bit as he holds out a hand for the other to shake. “I’m Milo Antonius. What should I call you?”

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Jia blinks, her smile growing ever so slightly as she continues to run her fingers through the man’s hair. Even if he just told her to stop… she finds that she does’t really want to.

“I wonder why you did that…” A soft giggle leaves her, and she can’t help but lean towards Milo. “Maybe… you wish to rest after all? Undoing the hairtie only makes my job easier…”

Her fingers easily glide through the priests crimson locks, and for some reason this brightens her smile even more. Maybe he would actually fall asleep… in which case, she could go back to her work downstairs…

Oh… Elian must have taken over for her… she’s been absent for long enough

For some reason, she doesn’t really feel repentant for that fact. Not out of any ill will towards her nephew… rather, it was something about Milo himself…

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“I don’t. I have a lot of things to do, you know. Like go home… and take a bath… wait, take a bath first, then go home. I don’t have a bath where I live here…” Milo blinks groggily, eyes fluttering closed each time Jia ran her fingers down his hair.

Yet, as he says this, Milo doesn’t move from his spot on the couch. In fact, he seemed to be relaxing more and more, almost forgetting Jia was even there.

A snort, and he picks his head back up, eyes blinking open wide as he tries to force himself awake again. But the effect is short lived, as he slowly starts to droop again, starting to tip over to the side. Tipping…. tipping…

Flop.

Milo blinks confusedly, wondering just what happened to the room to make it go sideways. He looks up, spotting Jia’s face right above him, before realizing that it wasn’t the room that had gone sideways, it was him.

“… I fell..” He mutters, before turning his attention forward again, not even bothering to get up off of Jia’s lap.

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Jia undoes Milo's hair with a snicker before combing through it with her fingers. She tilts her head to look at him and asks "May I brush your hair? There's just so much of it."

Milo flits through a book curiously, drawing his pointer finger down a few of the pages. He was searching for a specific passage– quite fervently, at that. Not for any particular reason– The Count of Monte Cristo was just one of his favorite books to read in his own language… and after finding the book by chance while organizing, he wanted to reread one of his favorite parts again.

All of a sudden…

Pomf!

Milo looks behind him, fixing Jia with a surprised look. “My gods, Jia. You spooked me.” 

Spooked may be a bit of an exaggeration, though, because as soon as the sage runs her hands through his hair, Milo’s lips stretch into a relaxed smile. He was a sucker for people playing with his hair…

“Oh… yes please. That would feel so nice right now…” Milo chuckles, peeking around to see if there was a brush within arm’s reach. “Too bad I don’t have my own brush on hand. I usually keep that in my bag at home, though…”

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    “I don’t need to fuck girls to prove that I’m straight.”

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“That’s the most progressive thing I’ve heard all day. Applause!”

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Spank My Muse. See What Happens.