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@emoticlysm​ pressed  ❥ for a starter

❛ we could get arrested for this , you know , ❜  she says , struggling to pick the lock to this totally-not-suspicious warehouse .  ❛ here’s to hoping your magic business can get us in and out safely , and get me the proof i need to run this story . ❜  she has no idea what raven’s motive was for coming with her , but she can’t deny she isn’t grateful for the backup .

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❛ But was that really such a good idea? ❜

REVOLUTIONARY GIRL UTENA STARTERS // INBOX CLEAN OUT

❛ … probably not . ❜  she surveys the damage below them. what was once a city park is now a crater . she can only console herself with the fact that it was empty at the time of it’s destruction . ❛ no , definitely not . ❜

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The photographer blinks, he finds himself staring at Alice's hair while she's working. Her hair was fascinating and the older male can't help but scoot closer until his fingers were running through the smooth locks and eventually parting them into sections, slowly braiding it into one long tail. She seemed fine with it as she worked, so he didn't really stop until he finished and used his own hair tie to keep it all together.

     Alice had been studying, taking notes to use when she wrote the final version of her research. The window just above her desk was open, a gentle breeze blowing and making her golden hair flow around her.

The sudden touch had her looking over her shoulder, thinking the photographer meant to catch her attention, but it soon became clear that it wasn’t the case and she held still. Long lashes fluttered closed and she sighed while his fingers worked.

“I think I have a condition…” She mumbled, still lost in the sensation. “Whenever someone plays with my hair my mind just goes blank.”

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@altosk​ liked for a starter!

     The snowfall was still going steady outside, keeping them stranded in her small cottage. Raven had just been visiting, but she noticed he was running a fever and held him back, very glad that he was there with her instead of out there in the blizzard.

After some warm soup, she got him into bed and ended up joining him, figuring he could use the extra heat. It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep and she held him close, keeping a close eye on his temperature, which thankfully went down a few hours later.

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Battle on the Emerald Bridge

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Raven was slowly making her way through Vale, she had her mask dangling from the ends of her fingers as she began to look around the peaceful kingdom, supposedly there was some sort of ‘military uprising’ happening within a part of Remnant and she wanted to get Summer Rose to help her, as much as she hated help from others...this seemed to be something that she might not be able to handle on her own.

However, she didn’t exactly judge whether or not Summer would be in Vale at the time, so she made sure to send a note through to the only possibly location that she knew Summer for being at, hopefuly though she would be able to find the other Huntress...and fast

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It’s finally time...

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Finally...it had taken her weeks of travelling and battling through the toughest muggers, bounty hunters and Ex-White Fang members she could find but she finally made it to ‘The Bloody Tooth’, supposedly where Cinder’s associates found Raven. Now it was time to either end this...or start this whole thing anew.

Making her way closer to the building that Raven was supposedly inside of, her anger was building, her hair flaring up like a true wildfire as her Aura practically melted off of her like lava, her eyes more than crimson and with fire beginning to spew out of the iris’s like she was a true Dragon of hell.

But upon making it inside she saw that it appeared to be some sort of...club? It’s what it appeared to be anyway, plenty of thugs and mooks were there and they all turned to face Yang as she then shouted in a malice and anger filled tone.

“Where’s the woman called Raven?! Her Daughter’s here to fuck her up!”

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where my cookies at tho // @thatmustbe

Ernst had decided that today he was in a sick rebellious mood. He had been blasting Rick Astley songs all morning, ignoring his brothers’ claims that ‘you don’t even like Rick Astley!’ They didn’t understand, not like he did. When you believe in a cause, you are willing to sacrifice your listening experience.

He reached back into his bag of crisps and pulled out his phone, (damn, how did that get there?) he sent a text to Ilse, just for the sake of it. < [5/6 03:14PM] huger nerd than melchior : hey babe ; ) did u hear that i got a sick date w wendla???? ya well dw its not too late fr u to dump moritz for dis hot piece of idk tea????? idk ass sounds weird why would an ass be hot unless ur melchior haha jk no homo > After sending his sick text, he was shocked to find they were all gone. Luckily, he had his phone on hand to call his mother, who was in the kitchen; he dialled her number with haste, this was urgent.

“Mommy?” She told him to turn down the music, typical... even though the house is large enough to ignore it, the non-believers of Rick Astley will never understand. “Okay I can’t I’m in my rick    haha, get it? Rick, like, instead of sick? anyway    no but for real, I’m in my sick rebellious mood and I can’t- What do you mean you can hear it in the kitchen the house is huge just block it out Jesus. ANYWAY,” His straight, stern voice, (because he’s straight) should get across to his heathen mother. “I’m out of crisps can you bring some up please? No I can’t go down because Dominik said he’d beat me up if I didn’t turn it down and I don’t want to leave my room. Thanks mommy love you bye bye bye bye bye.”

After she left, he started his plan, to convert the world to Rick Astley-ism; except Georg, he wouldn’t name his hamster Frank, and there is no forgiveness in the eyes of the Lord for an act such as that. Soon, he would have    damn, was that the door? It must have been Martha. He grabbed his house keys and went out to the balcony, climbing down the trellis (okay, maybe he fell halfway down, but that was besides the point) No getting beaten up today, haha... nice... He ran around the house, to the front door; damn was he unhealthy, how was he out of breath after that? “Martha! Hey! Hello!” He unlocked the door, gesturing for her to go in first. “I heard you at the door so I jumped out my window to let you in!”