rose millennials

a pair of multifandom OCs, trying to make it through 2018. they're doing their best.

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cataleyatakahashi:

This victory strengthens the soul of Xianghua! You win!

Cataleya looks around in time to see the subtle look of determination on her friend’s face. Seems Julia’s gone soft without any one to play this game with.

Her smirk becoming a bit more prominent, she says, “Sure thing…”

And so they play another round. And another. They play until each of them has a few wins and Cataleya’s had a chance to try other characters, like Seong Mi-na, Ivy, and Sophitia. They’re fun and pretty, okay? Kilik’s good, too.

“Okay, I need a break.” Quickly finishing the rest of her Blue Moon, she gets up to put the bottle in the garbage – or recycling, if Julia does that – and grab another from the fridge. “Want another one?”

Julia had really gone soft in all this time, or, maybe she was just too used to the mechanics of the later Soul Calibur games. Either way, she won about a third of the matches, which wouldn’t have been too much of a problem, except this was a game she owned.

Still, once the first bits of alcohol kicked in, she didn’t mind losing so much. It became more and more fun with each game, so much so that she was a little bummed they’d be switching.

“Yeah, grab me one while you’re up, okay?” During this break, Julia took a little time to rummage through the games. She wasn’t quite drunk enough for Mario Kart, so... that left Super Smash Bros, a game great at any level of sobriety. Giving a soft grumble as she stood up, she unhooked the Dreamcast from the TV to plug the Wii U in.

[thirstdragon-deactivated2020050]

“I’ll fight when needed, 

revel when there’s an occasion, 

mourn when there is grief,

and die if my time comes.” - christopher paolini, eragon.

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[scarfbond-moved]

          spirited hero, rushing for the battlefield.                LINK, the hero of warriors.

    art by the wonderful marimarimarine.

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panickypeachboy:

Momotaro couldn’t help but to elicit a gasp of both surprise and fascination when he grasped what the pink cat man said. Seems like Sami Sami might be rich, as it wasn’t normal to have people deliver food to just, anyone. Maybe just milk in some areas but, food?? That rectangle Sami Sami was holding is a lot more powerful than Momotaro had thought.

He had seen that tablet-sort of thing around, in the hands of many folks. Was this these folks sort of magic? …Momotaro’s head started to hurt from all that thinking, causing him to groan a bit,

“…Y-Yeah…g-got it.”

Sami set his phone down. Nine more minutes until the pizza arrived, and until then... just small talk? Small talk with a kid with a massive sword who appeared to live out of a boat. Okay, Sami, you can do this, things aren’t that weird. He’s probably more scared of you than you are of him, even though he’s the one with all the weapons.

“So, uh...” He leaned back as casually as he could - which probably didn’t come across that casual at all. “You’re uh... a nomad? You travel a lot?”

[robocatandboy]

The Devil’s Above the Law (closed RP@rosemillennials)

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robocatandboy:

“A milk slide?” Out of all the crimes that could be done this is the first one this guy thinks of? He turned his head quizzically as he imagined a large slide in an amusement park filled with milk. As far he knew, it worked just as well as water but the smell of sour milk loomed around his imaginary park. 

“I’m not sure if I’m on board with this. Wouldn’t the milk go bad eventually?” That and they’d have to steal a lot of it. 

Yeah, it was a very silly idea, and not one that was well thought out in the slightest. The thought of the milk going bad was enough to temporarily bring him back to his senses.

“Fine, fine...” He slumped his shoulders in defeat. With a book that allowed him to get away with anything, there were too many possibilities. How could he think of something that was both realistic and worth doing?

“Well... we just need a little inspiration, don’t we? I know what’s great for brainstorming - grownup drinks. I always think better when I’ve had a grownup drink! That card means I can buy us grownup drinks without any consequences, right?”

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vexingvixens:

“I… see…”

Sheik gave a solemn nod as she walked in front as they journeyed. She had known that Julia specialized in healing, but she had hoped that she had some competency in combat. Seems that it won’t be the case and that the Sheikah warrior will be doing the heavy lifting.

“Can you at least defend yourself? I’ll handle the heavy combat, but I’ll be able to fight more effectively knowing you can handle yourself against one or two brigands,” she asked, twirling a kunai in her fingers before presenting the handle to her.

Julia took the kunai, feeling the weight of the steel blade in her hands, before looking Sheik right in the eye.

“Do you want me to lie to you? Do you want me to pretend that I’m any way capable of handling my own against muscly brigands with years of training? The answer’s no. If you want me alive to plot our course and patch your wounds, then don’t throw me into combat. I’ll literally die. End of story.”

She resumed walking, as grumpy as ever. If she knew she was talking to royalty, maybe her tone would be a lot different. But she had virtually no optimism about the success of their quest.

[deadbeatmaker]

All of you straight people asking how you can support gays this pride month smh like the answer is so easy.. whenever you see a gay person you have to give them all your fucking weed

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thirstdragon:

“I threw myself into that fire.

I threw myself into it; into him… and let myself burn.”

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Indie RP blog for Alia from the Megaman X series! Set post Megaman X8. Please like and reblog if you’re interested in interacting!

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[heartmemos-deactivated20200718]

“whatever you do, just remember to BREATHE.”

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cataleyatakahashi:

Knock out!

Cataleya allows herself a satisfied smirk when Siegfried goes down. Looks like her strategy’s working, but will she be able to win the third round? Who knows.

Battle 3. Fight!

Now that victory is at hand, she’s more focused than before and she wouldn’t be surprised if Julie is, too. Xianghua’s play style already feels much more natural to her, meaning that she’s able to put up a good fight, although the Dreamcast’s controller still feels a bit awkward in her hands. Why is it so big and clunky?

Julia thought she was more focused than before, actually trying to lean in with Siegfried and parry a couple things. But... she hasn’t fought anyone decent in this game for years, and although it’s close, Xianghua’s able to whittle Siegfried’s health down stab by stab until the big man collapses.

2-1.

“Nnnnn...” Julia said, taking a big swig of her beer. This was a friendly, but she didn’t think she’d lose the very first round of a fighting game that she owned, in the apartment that she rented. “Again. We’re going again.”

[onlinewifey-deactivated20140318]

A coffee pot can be a coffee mug if you just don’t fucking care

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chroneverin:

Almost as soon as the window went down, both stopped their conversation. The smaller of the two steps up, just to check that the person was indeed who was coming from them. The profile on the app had his own name, listed just as ‘Ghiris’ without his surname attached. “Ah, thank you for coming this late…” He sounded flustered, but at least he spoke. His companion had nothing but a cold expression, clearly suspicious and on-guard.

The blond moves to the back door, opening it and letting the wolf slide into the back seat, before climbing in himself. He had a gentle aura around him, like a caretaker. “You’re our late-night hero!” He was clearly enthused by getting a ride, though, buckling himself in. Already he planned to be pleasant company, both personable and financial. 

The larger, however, was quiet still, keeping their posture rigid as they buckle in, resting their hands on their lap. They just wanted to go home, not hear their equal talk to some kid who put the ‘strange’ in ‘stranger’.  

“Just doing my job, man!” Sami gave an eager thumbs up to the chattier of the two. It was always a nice sign to see someone this appreciative of a driver; a lot of times, people this late were preoccupied with chatting amongst themselves, or just in a foul mood. The bigger one definitely didn’t seem like they were in the best mood themselves, but, maybe they were just shy?

Once they were all buckled in, Sami checked his mirrors and pulled out to the left. The radio was on, but it was a Top 40 station that the previous passengers had requested. He’d much rather have a conversation than leave it on, and so he turned it down to the minimum volume.

“Working late?” He asked, seeing the way they were dressed. “’Cause you look pretty sober - but don’t get me wrong, that’s good, that’s super good! Every time there’s a bunch of drunk college kids, I’m hella anxious one of them’s gonna spew their guts all over the back seat, y’know?”

[caeciliam]

Jello shots and lemon drops This is how we otter pop ♪

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uxbreakxble:

Forcing his beating heart to calm, he followed the nurse into the North Wing. Oh god, he hates it here so much- to begin with, the walls are bare. White, devoid of color. And if that doesn’t agitate him, then it’s the smell of some kind of cleaning agent and alcohol. If Calum had it his way, he’d never step foot in one- too bad Erza had his check-ups here.

Flinching when he saw both hallways bare of a three-year-old, he bit the inside of his lip. And of course things wouldn’t be that simple. “Are you sure I should be in here? I-I don’t have permission…”

She’d been down these halls so many thousands of times, but rarely with this sense of urgency. Most of the time, she was either bored out of her wits, counting down the hours until her shift ended, or consumed by repeating a certain order over and over again in her head until she remembered it. 

“If you’re with me, it’s okay!” She said as reassuringly as she could, although her voice wasn’t exactly at its calmest. Before she ventured too far down the hallway, she turned to say, “Can you call out his name? He’s old enough to recognize your voice, right?”

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Does potpourri taste good?

“Uh... no. You’re supposed to put it in a room to make it smell better. It’s not for eating.”