#ofdaybreaks

[caeldum-blog]

❛ brush ❜

send me ❛ brush ❜ for my character’s reaction to your character running their fingers through my character’s hair.

A softgaze. She offers no complaints or reprimands, eyelids half-closed, looking atShino tenderly. For someone so brash, she knows he can be gentle when he wishesso and it’s one of the reasons of why she places aside any judgement towardshim. A future king walking the road to maturity but—unlike his father, Shinofeels warm and real. Not an ideal, not a myth and unapproachable and sheappreciates that. When he breathes, it doesn’t feel like a deity walking amongmen but someone she offers her life for.

He isn’t aprince charming and that’s more than wonderful.

Her cheekspink, slowly but surely showing off her happiness. She gives a timid, sheepishsmile, slipping her hand towards his. It’s bigger than hers—and so, sodifferent. And, oh, how she loves him, with every part of herself. Somehow, histouch sends chills under her spine and she laughs lowly at the sensation,embracing it with care.

“Hey,” shecalls for him, gloved fingers squeezing his, pressing his hand against hercheek.

[eyepatchxoutlaw-blog]

into the lion’s den;

@ofdaybreaks liked for a starter

An annoyed glare was the only greeting Shinonome would receive from the outlaw, as the Crown Prince’s son joined him at his dinner table. He had done so well in claiming an empty table; the others preferred to stand rather than joining Zero at the table, a fact he preferred to keep that way.

Therefore, the mere fact that he had been joined was curious enough. What type of animal dared to venture in the lion’s den?

“If it isn’t Shinonome himself!” he drawls, his voice slick with sarcasm. “What a pleasant surprise. Make sure the weight of your responsibilities doesn’t crack your bench.”

[fugitied-blog]

why is ur taste in music so good

bcuz when the gods give u a shitty life, u gotta find a good outlet

[fugitied-blog]

ofdaybreaks replied to your post:um ??? sky ??? how dare you ??? reblog that ???

S TOP IT UR BREAKING KAMOO’S HEART

then my job here is complete.

[fugitied-blog]

um ??? sky ??? how dare you ??? reblog that ???

i have no idea what you’re talking about, my dear.

[sweetniinja-archived-blog]

@ofdaybreaks

                   ❝Hey, it’s your ol’ pal Asugi here. Sent by SOMEONE(myself)                          with a request. It’s a simple one: kick your ass. You scared? I’d                          be scared—I’m a ninja, we’re pretty fast && intimidating.❞

[ofthelace-blog]

abalone, sapphire, quartz, lapis lazuli, charoite !

( ask meme. ❤  accepting. )

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally.

Anything that threatens the safety of her family-- be it her parents or her spouse/children-- strikes a particular nerve. One thing I find very interesting is that, although she does get mad when things don’t go her way, she handles disappointment extremely well. She rebounds from things fairly quickly. She can cry fake tears on demand but very, very rarely genuinely cries, and it would take something happening to one of the few people she holds close to really have something get to her.

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose.

This is a very interesting question! Also a very cruel one wtf. Her mother and father would be on the shortlist, but it gets trickier from there. If we’re talking from a big picture scope, I feel confident saying the third person would be her child over her spouse.

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them.

She’s fairly certain that those not in the loop to her true personality think of her as a well-meaning beauty whom they should lavish and guard with her life. To those that know, she‘s certain there’s distaste for her brutish words and battle prowess. Either they admire her or they loathe her; it’s hard for her to conceive there’s an in-between, although it isn’t impossible.

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse.

A physical place, ie. her literal home. Although she hasn’t physically been present in it in quite some time, much to her chagrin.

charoite: who my muse looks up to.

She considers a lot of people her equals and admires them, but she looks up to ideas and people in a broader sense, although not necessarily because she believes they are right. Although envious of them, she looks up to nobility and the higher classes because they are successful and live the life she wants to lead. They don’t have to be right, just good at getting ahead. She also partially looks up to her parents as far as parenting is concerned, but doesn’t seek to emulate them in any other respect.