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Send my character a hurtful truth and see how they react to it.
He moved his shoulder to the right somewhat, in order to sloppily hide the gentle, embarrassed blush that had formed. He never received such generous compliments before, and from where they were coming from it was practically an honor.
"Hey… If y’want, I can make whatever y’want! Uh.. Hero’s honor, I reckon." He tapped the ends of his pointer fingers together sheepishly. “Course y’only get one ‘a these, finances here are goin’ to the dogs, y’know.”
If there were any words to describe Quick Man right now, it would be that he felt like a pile of mush.
"If this place is really having money troubles, you don’t have to! Really!" -He frowns a little bit, concerned-
"I’d hate to make you do that! Here, I’ve got some money on me anyway! What all do you make?"
"As long as I can cook it, 'ts on the menu!" he grinned, leaning on the nearest counter and barking a laugh. "Trained m'self though, with a lil' help from a Lightbot."
The first sentence of his is what really stuck. "Uh.. Y'don't have to if y'don't want to. I mean, money's appreciated an' all, but you don't hafta."
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"Likewise. Just to clarify, I mean a different Rock. I happen to be dating the one I’m talking about."
”..Oh."
His voice laced itself with disappointment, but his smile did not falter once.
"Food ‘fer thought, I reckon."
"You sound disappointed. Why’s that?" She lightly teased him.
"Nothin'. Just'.. Thinkin'a someone else."
"Likewise. Just to clarify, I mean a different Rock. I happen to be dating the one I’m talking about."
"..Oh."
His voice laced itself with disappointment, but his smile did not falter once.
"Food 'fer thought, I reckon."
Hello there, Quick Man! How are you?
"Jus' fine, I reckon! You?"
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"Hello?" She looks at the red bot curiously. “Have we met before…?"
"I.. I don’t reckon so?"
"Ah. I’ve seen you around before. It’s Quick Man, right?"
"Yeah! But eh… how’d you know that, lil’ miss?"
"I heard it somewhere but can’t remember where. It might’ve been from Rock." She replied. “By the way, I’m Sam." She introduced herself.
If she was referring to the Rock that completely buttered him up, then he was more than happy to oblige in conversation.
"Jus' call me Quick! Nice 'ta meetcha."
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”..Been a while since I had visitors." Dino mused out loud, claws clinking on the floor as she made her way towards the new faces.
After finally getting to the door to her museum and opening it to welcome them in, she put on her ‘work face’. Polite smile, try and look welcoming, don’t let them know how scary meeting new people is and everything should run smoothly.
"Hey, I’m Dino. Welcome to the museum an’ stuff…"
"Museum looks great!" he grinned, a basket of freshly baked cherry rolls under his arm. "Never thought I'd see one this well-built before. 'Specially the tour bot that runs it."
As opposed to the robosaur, the Wilybot was more accustomed to meeting new faces, Quick gave her a smile, looking past her and into the museum itself.
"Nice t'meetcha."
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"Hello?" She looks at the red bot curiously. “Have we met before…?"
"I.. I don’t reckon so?"
"Ah. I’ve seen you around before. It’s Quick Man, right?"
"Yeah! But eh... how'd you know that, lil' miss?"
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"Hello?" She looks at the red bot curiously. “Have we met before…?"
"I.. I don't reckon so?"
Hey Dork Man why are you such a dork? <3
" 'cuz that's how dorks work!"
He brushed his arm with an empty palm, gently brushing off the few crumbs that were left over from work. The Wilybot touched his cheek, feeling how hot his face had grown from embarrassed pride.
"Y- Yeah! I… Got a job to help th’ family. ‘Course they don’ know that I’m holdin’ the finances by the reins. Prefer ‘ta keep it that way…"
Quick sped over to the door, holding it open with one hand and waving him over with the other.
"C’mon inside! Don’ be shy!"
"Huh. Who’d have guessed?" -He gives in and smiles at the wilybot, who was admittedly acting really nice-
"That’s actually pretty cool… I just work with Dr. Light whenever he needs help in the lab- Hey, slow down!" -He jogs over to catch up to the speedy robot who was already waiting by the door-
"Uh, thanks. It’s actually pretty… nice!" -Still a little awkward, he walks in as prompted by the tall bot and starts looking around-
He moved his shoulder to the right somewhat, in order to sloppily hide the gentle, embarrassed blush that had formed. He never received such generous compliments before, and from where they were coming from it was practically an honor.
"Hey... If y'want, I can make whatever y'want! Uh.. Hero's honor, I reckon." He tapped the ends of his pointer fingers together sheepishly. "Course y'only get one 'a these, finances here are goin' to the dogs, y'know."
If there were any words to describe Quick Man right now, it would be that he felt like a pile of mush.
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what all do you serve at your day job?
"As long as I can cook it, 'ts on the menu!"
"Hehhh…."
He gave an awkward, sheepish grin, tapping the tips of his pointer fingers together. Having set down the box and using it as an arm rest, he could recall his assault on the Bomber that stood before him.
"Yeah I.. I remember. Eheh…."
He then attempted to shift the conversation in hopes it would work. And he really hoped it would work.
"Y’wanna step inside ’ not? Good chance I could fix you somethin’."
"Inside… there?" -He eyes the nearby cafe-
"Did you get a job or something? I admit, I wouldn’t have guessed that one. I never figured you for the domestic type." -He lowers his guard, curious and half-smiling at the idea of a battle robot like Quick working for a living at a cafe-
"Uh… Why not?" -He smiles awkwardly at the other robot, finally deciding to give the guy a chance-
He brushed his arm with an empty palm, gently brushing off the few crumbs that were left over from work. The Wilybot touched his cheek, feeling how hot his face had grown from embarrassed pride.
"Y- Yeah! I... Got a job to help th' family. 'Course they don' know that I'm holdin' the finances by the reins. Prefer 'ta keep it that way..."
Quick sped over to the door, holding it open with one hand and waving him over with the other.
"C'mon inside! Don' be shy!"
Heath cocked his head. So he wasn’t getting shot at. Well, that was good. “Hey…" he said finally. Okay, another universe. He could deal with that. “Uh, sorry about that…"
"No problem! Happens every so often." He rubbed the back of his head, smiling somewhat sheepishly. Two awkward conversations in one day.
”..’m name’s Quick, but’cha prob’ly already knew that."
"I’d say ‘quick on the uptake’ but man is that a bad pun…." He grinned. “Name’s Heath. Kind of fight you guys in my ‘verse." He grinned sheepishly.
"How uh, is yours?"
"Verse" He didn't question it.
"Pretty calm, if y'ask me. I s'pose I can't say the same 'fer anyone else, though."
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….Oh shit.
”..Hey?"
Heath cocked his head. So he wasn’t getting shot at. Well, that was good. “Hey…" he said finally. Okay, another universe. He could deal with that. “Uh, sorry about that…"
"No problem! Happens every so often." He rubbed the back of his head, smiling somewhat sheepishly. Two awkward conversations in one day.
"..'m name's Quick, but'cha prob'ly already knew that."