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Raspberry, cranberry?

FRUIT || ACCEPTING

     raspberry - favorite flower?

   “Sage.” He replies rather quickly, “Burning it gives a nice aroma.” 

     cranberry - favorite time of the day?

   “I prefer dusk and night over the day.” The night is usually when the UMAs came out of their hiding. He liked it then, to be able to talk to which he considered both sibling and child. 

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[Hugs you quickly and runs into a Black Hole] Roo Roo

   “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”

   “Get back here!”

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((☃ : What is your muse’s favorite season? What about their least favorite season, if they have one? ))

RANDOM HEADCANNONS || ACCEPTING

Solo likes the summer a lot and he considers that his favorite season. Though is warmer climates he likes spring more than summer. He doesn’t really have a least favorite season either as winter tends to bring snow and he didn’t really have any time to experience that for being trapped in Mu which tend to keep to the warmer side. 

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♞ εїз ツ ;)

RANDOM HEADCANNONS || ACCEPTING

    ♞ - What is your muse’s favorite animal?

Cryptids. But in all seriousness he likes jaguars a lot. He has no particular reason as to why its his favorite, but he likes them all the same.

    εїз - How does your muse feel about bugs and insects?

He doesn’t mind them as long as he knows whats crawling up his sleeves. The brighter species fascinate him, and he wouldn’t mind having a beetle crawl up his arm. But the more dangerous ones he knows better to leave them alone. If they’re not the type to attack him he’ll crouch down and just watch them move around.

    ツ - Does your muse prefer lots of friends, or just a few close ones?

He’d much rather have no friends at all. If it boiled down to it and he HAD to have a friend he’d just be content with a few but none he would ever become a brother with (besides Indie Proof wouldn’t allow it). I mean we’re talking Solo here. Friends are dumb.

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💭 + friends

❀ : ( send 💭 + a topic ) – ACCEPTING

" Some of the most important people in my life, to put it plainly. I know, that's kinda cliche and expected but I don't think I'd have gotten to where I am or even be who I am without them." literally and metaphorically. the power of bonds and her friendships was something Ritsuka always had faith in, even if it was shaky at times or put to the test.

" Things won't always be easy with friends but that just makes it all the more real, you know? I love the differences and the challenges. Even if the friendship is only temporary or born out of some much-needed alliance. I don't have enough hands to count the friends I have who were once people trying to kill me. " but she doesn't hold a grudge over it. in fact, it only causes a smile to grow.

" Life's just kinda funny like that when it comes to the people in your life."

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💭 + chocolate

❀ : ( send 💭 + a topic ) – ACCEPTING

" I love it! Sometimes, nothing hits better than some dark chocolate as a sort of forbidden snack in the dead of night." although, giving it some thought.....

" It can be tiring during the month of February, though. Not because of the whole holiday but having to make so much all at once can really exhaust you. And don't get me started on having to eat chocolate that comes in life-sized statues in just one day-- "

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10 pushups for u

but why ?      this was the first question that came to mind     ❨     it was always the first question that came to mind, regardless of the situation   :    ‘alexsej, do the dishes!’ ‘why ?’  ;   ‘alexsej, perhaps we should marry !’  ‘why ?’      ❩   but he assumed he would be given another penalty for his answer.  and he could guess why, anyway, even if it were not the exact answer he was seeking.   it was because of some incompetence,  some flaw,   some way he had not pleased her.  he wanted to tell her, too                though, of course, he would not, as he was not so foolish to believe it would make a difference               that he was quite competent, but in other matters.   his reports from school  #50 in magnitogorsk were all glowing.  madame sokolov, his advanced calculus instructor, had even recommended he apply for the republic bashkir boarding school.   his mother had said it was too far from home, though, and that only meant he was not so high and mighty to be treated like that, but it was still a notable achievement.

                                 but that was neither here nor there. general morevna would not care.

❝     yes,   ma’am.    ❞     he removed his gun from its shoulder sling and placed it gently on the ground in case a hard throw would set its safety off.  he brought himself down in front of her and positioned the tips of his boots behind him. his legs went into a straight plank and his palms pressed flat against dirt and gravel.  his core trembled, though it was far stronger than it had been the last year.    he kept his eyes on her legs and boots.  

he lowered his stomach almost to touch the surface beneath him before pushing himself back up.  ❝   one.    ❞   one. he was 1/10th of the way there.   he did his best to hold back a wince.   he was not suited for it here.   he was much unlike her.     ❝    two            ❞

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peach, tangelo, nectarine, apricot, and orange (becasue i just really like orangey colored fruits.)

FRUIT || ACCEPTING

     peach - do you have any piercings or tattoos?

   “I have several piercings, but I only really use the ones on my ears.” He tapped his gold earrings to make a point. His piercings were plentiful however most of which had closed due to the lack of use of each. “I don’t consider these tattoos, they’re more like markings.” A tattoo implied that there was a form of ink that was stitched onto him. The red painted all over the left side of his body was more or less of type of contract.

     tangelo - if you could be any mythical creature, which would you be?

   “I don’t think about those ridiculous things.” He shook his head. The weight of Le Mu was close enough to a mythical creature to him, and that alone was a burden. “I guess a feathered serpent.” 

     nectarine - do you consider yourself to be an emotional person?

    Solo couldn’t help but laugh at the absurd presumption. “To other people, no.” Lest it was anger. Otherwise emotions weren’t something that Solo indulged in with other people. “Unless Mu is involved I don’t think I am.”

     orange - do you have long eyelashes?

   That’s a weird question! He didn’t know. He wasn’t the type to gawk at himself in the mirror. “I guess?”