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[extravachance]

@musetrashbag replied to your post:

FIND BETTER ROLE MODELS   

“Like, who? And why d’ya say my role models are not good?? My greatest inspiration is super mega awesome, Santa Claus is valid, the valid-est!”

[archadespirate-a-blog]

musetrashbag replied to your post: Me: *refreshes tumblr* Me: *see’s Harle* Balthier:...

harle vc: do i know you

Easily said, no, you don’t. But, if you don’t mind me asking, who exactly are you?

[lunaetis]

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bamboo vc: so we should serve them water!!! <:)

─「ジンジャーブレッド」─  “ that’s not ... the kind of thirst i meant --- ... more like ... they’re eager to get into someone’s pants. ”

[geometragic]

@musetrashbag​ replied to your post:

TAKE HIM. IN ANY WAY YOU WANT. IN ALL THE WAYS. /PLEASE/

                    ❛❛ But...you belong to Mitsuhide-sama, correct ? And what exactly do you mean by ‘all the ways’... ? ❜❜

[acedeity]

‘why do you even exist?’ - w lov from susanoo ldkgahl

from x┊@musetrashbag​​​ ◟˚.༄

✩°.࿐                  ‘ --- because i have people who care about me. ’ the god is haughty with indignation, jaw taut as a string and eyes sharp as steel. while one other may take the question as a light and joking jab, the topic of his variable existence has always been a touchy one for yato. ‘ i was born on a wish, and i don’t plan on going out anytime soon. not as long as i have them. anyone ever teach you manners ? get some. ’ his words are almost spit out. 

[morteem]

@musetrashbag from here

“No it’s just..”

Red eyes blinked as the white haired woman took a step further as the blonde took a step back. After sniffing,she pushed her glasses back on her nose. “Somehow..You reminds me of someone I saw.” Long eyelashes fluttered as she blinked.

“And you smell like blood.” She muttered the last part,looking to the side.

[toestalucia]

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   Displeasure written all over their face at the spectacle, badly hidden with arms crossed across their chest ( but when had Gran ever been anything but transparent with how they felt ). Oh, he was right alright, Gran had never had much of a standard for the people they allowed onto the ship — but this was someone Gran wasn’t too keen on having close to their crew. An uneasy feeling was all Harle left in his wake, one that Gran had found wasn’t as easy to shake off. And so they keep their eyes on him, wary of each word and move, trying to figure out how to get him off the ship before he speaks to the rest.

   At least until the apple is thrown away, switching their gaze to it as the action is made and lie told. Vyrn wasn’t the only member of the crew with a taste for apples, you know, Harle. So, Gran makes a mental note to buy new ones at the next island, not trusting him to make any kind of physical report on the matter.

           “ Why are you here ? “ they question, eyes again focused on the other as they ignore the comments he had made. “ If you needed a ride there’s plenty of transport ships. “

[underwxrldinhabitants]

@musetrashbag​ continued from here 

Oh, so they’re not dead.

Pearl grey eyes peer down to meet the other’s curious gaze, recognizing the look of discomfort. She nods in acknowledgement and withdraws her hand. It was a curious sight to see someone lying unmoving in the snow (even concerning for some), but she was satisfied that she had gotten a response.

She then busies herself, crouching to pat the snow into the shape of a bunny, then fetching two (rather round) leaves for the ears. Seating herself near the being, she briefly glances at the creature, then back to her creation.