#cutandtie

[irukananase]

Ahhh K8. Your writing style. It is the stuff I dream about. *u* Mostly because your writing style is just so inherently visceral - it's so so clear in your writing how much thought you put into things. The writing, the character - EVERYTHING. And you bring such a great take to everything. Your passion is something almost palpable and it's clear you don't ever take on characters that you haven't poured a lot of thought into. IM GONNA RUN OUT OF CHARACTERS FUCK U WORD LIMIT. I love u ;-;

(  wipes tears from my eyes i love you so much and i always love your commentary on my writing, your praise means the world to me, i really do care passionately about the characters i play and i’m always elated to hear that i’ve been able to share some of that passion through my writing ;—;  )

[counttheclockss]

(ﾉ⊙ヮ⊙)ﾉ

((S-senpai has noticed me…))

[bleureine]

✿

Send ✿ for a HAPPINESS headcanon.

Singing makes Diva very happy and it's why she'd often sing when she was in the tower. It's the one thing that would keep her spirits up when she was stuck there, and even when she's no longer trapped there.

[counttheclockss]

†

Send † for a RELIGION headcanon.

Miranda’s parents were practicing Roman Catholics, and she was baptized, has had communion, and was confirmed — she attended mass with her parents, of course, and was practicing until she moved out a few years ago. Her faith isn’t all that strong; she believes there is something out there, but she’s always had doubts as to its benevolence and kindness. Ever since joining the order, her doubts have only increased. She’ll tell you she’s Catholic, but in reality it’s not entirely true.

[counttheclockss]

☢

☢ for my muse’s reaction to yours abandoning them

The last thing she sees is his back; wide, solid, almost-proud, and something inside of her knows this is the final time they’ll meet. It’s a realization that doesn’t really hit her until two days later, when his absence suddenly carves a hole where her heart was. Her lungs constrict until she’s gasping for air, clutching her chest and marveling at how much pain there is even when there’s not a physical wound on her body.

The thing inside of her — that which had known his abandonment for what it was from the beginning — had expected it; most of her memories aren’t of smiling faces or kind words but of turned backs and stony silences, after all, and it’s not like she’s ever been worth much. (To a man whose heart rejects sentimentality and whose eyes see only utility, she must have been nothing more than a pebble on the side of the road.)

And still … still, she had hoped. She had wanted.

She’s hurting and numb at the same time, because oh, how could she have been so stupid? For someone like her, someone whose life is nothing but a series of regrets, one after another, something like hope — something like wanting — is nothing short of laughable.

He’s gone, now, and she’s broken.

(Not that she’s ever really been complete.)

[magiyunan]

Yack :: What’s their favorite thing to talk about? What do they go on about?

Yack :: What’s their favorite thing to talk about? What do they go on about?

The Wonders of Barrels 101, taught by professor Yunan

He could and would talk forever about how great barrels are and how nice the shade is. Also if you want to trash talk sinbad Yunan is game.

He could probably go into lengthy conversation about his opinions on king vessels and the concept of a king, but with who is the question.

[magiyunan]

cutandtie replied to your post:for yunan: c & g. for sana: e, f, & h

(SOME DAYS I AM YOUR SENPAI SOME DAYS YOU ARE MY SHITTY SENPAI hearts in my eyes the cutest kouhai)

(fUCK THIS IS TRUE we are both the cutest senpais and kouhais around hella)