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[nohriancrown-blog]

greeter || @fxckboysupreme​

⚜♚ 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ＧＬＯＲＹ 𝑜𝒻 𝒩𝑜𝒽𝓇! ♚⚜

       “You have but ten seconds to explain yourself and that silver... thing,       before I relieve your shoulders of that thing you’d refer to as a head. Now.”

[championnoir-blog]

@shinkv

cσяяυρтєɗ ƇHAMƤǀOƝ？ ♛ нσησυяαвƖє ƤALAƊǀƝ

                   “I wouldn’t bother trying to get a shower right now,”    he calls out from his casual lean against the kitchen wall, only sulking the slightest bit.

                            “Lance used all the hot water. Again.”

[championnoir-blog]

@lancealxt

cσяяυρтєɗ ƇHAMƤǀOƝ？ ♛ нσησυяαвƖє ƤALAƊǀƝ

        To be fairly frank, Shiro was beginning to wonder if the teen ever trained alone. While an active participant of any group training at any one time, though the most often latest, the elder man has seen him attend to his own personal beauty more often than his own physique.

        Of course, if Shiro felt a member lagging behind, he could not allow it to continue without a word. He simply has to engage Lance in the only way he knows how.

                        “Lance, don’t you think that’s enough lion around?”                                       he clears his throat and the silly grin on his face,  “Sorry, just trying to lion the mood. I can show you a few hand to hand moves if you want.”

[championnoir-blog]

@panickypaladin

cσяяυρтєɗ ƇHAMƤǀOƝ？ ♛ нσησυяαвƖє ƤALAƊǀƝ

                               “Did you leave that mess in the cafeteria?”

Straight to the point, as always, yet he at least manages to withhold accusatory tone. After all, before Hunk, the most likely perpetrator would be Lance.

[awkwardsiblings-blog]

☾  ᗯᕼᕮᑎ ᒪIᖴᕮ GIᐯᕮᔕ YOᑌ ᒪᕮᗰOᑎᔕ...  ☁

@agirlandherowl

               That sparkle flashing in his eyes, only occurring                     when observing a particularly weird circumstance,                      usually only meant bad things for the object of his                       curiosity. At a stage like this, his filter firmly set                       itself off as the tween bounded up to the stranger.

                        “Hey, excuse me!” he called out,                     already extracting the journal from his vest pocket.

               Hazel eyes gazed up at the mechanical creature,                     alternating between book and owl. While it mostly                  contained strange anomalies, occasionally he’d skim                       past schematics for some such device or other;                  reading over the text obsessively generated an interest                                            in complex machinery.

                  “Your owl -- did you make it yourself? I didn’t even                 know the technology existed!” he exclaimed without prompting.                    “Do you mind if I ask a couple hundred questions about it?”

☁  ᕮ᙭TᖇᗩᑕT Tᕼᕮ ᒍᑌIᑕᕮ ᗩᑎᗪ ᑌᔕᕮ IT TO ᗪᖇᗩᗯ ᗩ Tᖇᕮᗩᔕᑌᖇᕮ ᗰᗩᑭ !  ☀

[childoftheredbook-blog]

♛ — ι ƜǀLL вє ƘǀƝƓ

               A quiet sniff broke the still, early morning air,                    emanating from the small child perched upon                  the steps to an office building. His heavy sobbing                   was oddly quiet, yet could yank the heart strings                                           of any passersby.

                His human had abandoned him yet again for                   the school day, and the loneliness never seemed                to devastate him any less each day he was left behind.

αη∂ тнє ƒιgнтιηg, ι ѕнαℓℓ ƐƝƊ — ♛

@ofobjections;; apollo justice

[childoftheredbook-blog]

✦ ✧ — ƜнιƖє ǀ αм ƜƐAƘ;;

         “Are you... a demon?”          the child genius inquired,       eyeing the peppy blonde’s wand    and presumably false horns with interest.

тσ υηɗєяєѕтιмαтє мє ιѕ тσ fσяѕαкє ƳOURSƐLƑ. — ✧  ✦

@walkiingonspace​;; star butterfly