#basedneo

[redvictory-a]

{ insp. }

for that secret otp: basedmercury & based-neo.

[mad-eggs-onthewall]

Δ   “This is ridiculous, are we seriously the only ones who agree with the ice cream girl?”

Ⱶ   “My, my, you people have no idea what a real fight is like...do you?”

[mad-eggs-onthewall]

@based-neo from x

It was still some time before Neo even woke up, and when she did, she was utterly confused. She did pass out, outside…right? So why were their lights above her head?

“Goddamn…“ She breathed. “…Where am I?“

Ⱶ   Luckily the shop was a small cafe that kept a few rooms for rent upstairs. Humpty had laid his tiny ward on the bed as he went to fetch some items. 

Ⱶ   “Just about the best place you could be right now. There’s no better medicine that gazing at loveliness.” Lips pulled in a thin smile. A warm cloth laid upon her forehead. “But now now, such language for a lady, how awful.”

[mad-eggs-onthewall]

@based-neo from x

[text]: Your head on a stick? [text]: Or maybe the lab’s destruction again. [text]: That was entertaining last time…

Ⱶ [text]: Temper, temper Ⱶ [text]: We need to find you some more constructive hobbies. Ⱶ [text]: I hear knitting’s nice.

[torchwiick-archive]

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

“Why the fuck should I do that? It’s always ‘Roman do this’ ‘Roman do that’. Am I really expected to sit around and take orders?”

[torchwiick-archive]

AAAAACCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNTTTTT

3/10 pls guys i wanna do this

[legendborn-blog]

[ chance encounters ]

@based-neo

Tray in hand, Pyrrha skimmed the crowded food court for an open seat. With the Vytal festival came every treasured delicacy and cheap street food from all four kingdoms, but also a large enough crowd that made finding a place to enjoy said food difficult. After unsuccessfully moving through rowdy table after rowdy table, her search was finally rewarded by the appearance of a single open seat by a girl with black pigtails. 

Approaching the counter, Pyrrha realized she had never seen the girl before, though she looked vaguely familiar. A student from another school? Perhaps she had fought in an earlier match, although Pyrrha couldn’t attach a name to this particular face. 

“Hello,” she waved amicably anyways, stopping just short of the seat, “Is this seat taken?” 

[fated-for-victory]

"Are you sleeping okay?"

Your muse notices my muse is looking exhausted. Send "Are you sleeping okay?" to check up on them

“I’m fine Neo.” Cinder said as she looked over at the other girl.  “Why do you ask?”