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@kindgun / starter
her sigh was soft, hair bound upwards in uptight but fashionable bun while hands worked tirelessly. the promise made to make him a sweater out of the most EYE - STINGING wool she could find was still standing & she intended to keep it with every fibre.
❛ what's the long face for ? dinner's on the stove . ❜
“ i don't think we're out here alone. ”
"My Dragonite's literally right there."
what are your top five fandoms to RP within?
a good question!!!! they rotate based on my hyperfixartion and the muse i'm writing lmao. fandomless oc isn't a fandom but leanne's still my oldest blog/muse and i will always put her in the top five regardless
uhhh rn i guess it's be trigun sort of pokemon, fate.... uhhh kingdom hearts steals me every so often and i guess twewy even if it's been awhile since i poked into that fandom
followed for kelpy and another silly muse, stayed for kelpy and said silly muse. you force-friended me and now you can't get rid of me.
and yet you're not writing with me!!!!!
shakes all the starters at you
’ You look familiar. ’
"D-Do I...?" It wasn't exactly out of place for people in town to recognize her. A constant face, flitting out and about between her clinic, the market and the plant facility. Murmurs about the doctor who's always busy, but never too busy to lend a hand. To help with a bag, to tend to the children's scrapped knees and hunger pangs. Even without a face to put it to there are words, her name floating about, and a vague description.
Unbeknownst to her, however, her human charges are not the only ones that whisper and perk up at the mention of her, the memory. Filtering across the Plant space she is known. A kind face, a prevailing warmth and comforting presence as red lights meld back into blue and white. Pains eased, worries dashed, comfort and compassion given. As with humans so too Plants.
It may not even be clear enough for him — why the familiarity has struck. Perhaps not fully. But who is to say but him.
Mona's head tilts softly as she looks over the stranger before her. "You do too, I must say." But it's a different kind of recognition. Far less ethereal, and not so favorable on his part either. If only she could pin it down...
❝ sorry. looks like you’re involved. ❞
"It's okay! If things get really bad, I'll just ask Zazie for help. They're always around somewhere. So, are you Knives?" She didn't think so, but Zazie hadn't exactly described the guy as anything other than tall and blond so... He looked like he might fit the part.
Bit too late now to hide if he was; especially since she'd already left town with him and everything. "I'm Leanne."
“ Might commit a little tomfoolery, maybe even some shenanigans. ”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ABSOLUTELY UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛ Tomfoolery and shenanigans, huh? Ya know, even the old man wouldn't use terms like that. You're really dusting off some ancient vocabulary there, Needle Noggin. ❜
Wolfwood scoffs then tilted his head, eyes glinting with mischief.
❛ And speaking of your little escapades, I think it's about time I start charging you each time you nearly get yourself killed. Hazard pay for babysitting a walking disaster. ❜
vash is 6'2" !! 🤭
height comparison meme. ft. @kindgun.
' No offense my guy, but I was thinkin ya was a lil smaller...' and damn, now he's gotta crank his neck up to look.
