#la-cro

[natsu-day]

@la-cro

Hey, why not!

[darksideofseoul]

Uhm... Yeah. So see... Uhm... Can we have a talk?

We can always talk, love. What’s on your mind? 

[izumanami]

You know whats a sexy Car? A Jeep.

Ehm? … Okay, you have plenty of room to fool around in but… N..ah?

[aloy-the-seeker-blog]

Highschool AU

Give me an AU and I will write 5 ideas/headcanons for our muses in that AU

1- Croft is an underclassman and Aloy is a year or two ahead of her in school. 

2- Aloy never tries to be the “trouble student” but always seems to end up in that role due to her talking back, and lack of respect for most of her teachers. She also plays hookie a ton, usually absorbed in reading new tech news on her phone she forgets the time and ends up sitting outside for hours reading.

3-Aloy is on the school archery team and it is really the only place she truly respects her coach. Several teachers have tried to get her thrown off the team due to her poor grades and lack of respect.

4- The two girls occasionally have overlapping shifts at their part time jobs, which is mainly where they get to talk. 

5- Aloy’s personal life- at home- she keeps pretty private, and dislikes when her foster father has to get involved with conferences at school- he’s not exactly always the parent material the school hopes for and she worries they’ll have her sent to another family.

[ofamazcns-blog]

❛ --miss croft. ❜ she stepped aside for several students pass through on their way out. diana managed to catch the last ten minutes of her presentation. she was rather disappointed she arrived so late, especially having her interested already piqued. she extended her hand with a rather worn journal in her hand, carefully holding it as if it were another artifact she was restoring. ❛ i’m afraid i was only able to find you after you had already given your seminar. forgive me, i hope that you were still able to present. ❜

@la-cro

[voiceofourteeth]

reply to the starter for @la-cro

Nil relished the feeling of it-- the hot blood streaking his face as she struck her down. The warrior Oseram's life left her eyes before she even hit the cindered dirt. And Nil could have keened at the loveliness of such a kill. It had been two moves, one from her that sliced his cheek-- then a parry and then he stepped back and opened her neck. She was quick, shrewd, brave. In the heart beat of a moment, he knew so much about her, and found himself honored to be her killer.

There were less worthy warriors out here in the Oseram village.

And he saw a small figure, a child, in the center of the maelstrom. Her tiny form doe-like and petite, barely there next to what was unmistakably a corpse. The silver of his eyes glinted on a thought, seeing the sorrow on the fatness of her cheeks, the wetness of her eyes. He approached her, the red feathers of his helmet glinting in the fire light-- the blood on his face like war-paint.

Sympathy gurgled up from the old parts of Nil, something that had long forgotten about amidst the war. He had killed children today. He should kill this one too.

But he didn't.

He kneeled down next to her, putting his warblade away. He had the eyes of a friend, fraternal in a way. Nil took off his helmet and tucked it under his arm.

"Little one," he said trying to calm her despite the tears. He touched her head gently, patting her chocolate colored hair. Nil raised a brow down at her.

"She wouldn't want you to cry, you know. She had better things in mind."

[izumanami]

@la-cro You cheeky bastard!

[natsu-day]

(TXT) I came to the stable in the morning, finding a Horse tied to the Door of the Box of one of mine. There was a note attached... "I need a new home. Do you want to keep me?" I mean, I knew about abandoned Kittens and left behind Dogs, but a nearly 1.90m high stallion!?

[text] Eehh!? How can someone even do such a thing... If you can't take care of your horse, then you could just sell it, right? But at least he's got a good home with you. Is he healthy?