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[offcrown]

okay okay now i changed my previous URL to offcrown

[malvidia]

unprompted.   /   @offcrown​

                 if anyone dared question, alex was   certain   ---                                   he'd recognize that voice, even   across   a raging battlefield.

      ❝     mandy   ...   !     ❞     any stresses that seemed to be weighing upon the master's form   dissolves   when the rider's awkward form comes into view.       his very shoulders falling as he approached     ;     a smile filling full upon his lips.     ❝     i didn't know we were on buddy terms   --   i thought ya' would've been callin' me   useless master   ta' match yer' own low-class rider status .     ❞     was he teasing him   ?   no, surely this   awkward   master wouldn't do such a thing, something so very out of character.     ❝     but, when it comes to my day   .   .   .     ❞     he thinks for a second.     recalling the events prior to this moment. the stress, the anticipation. a staff member yelled at him today for making a mess in the cafeteria. da vinci scolded him for ruining an item in her shop.     he missed lunch with romani again.   he didn't   see   ritsuka at all.       for a second, he looks as worse for wear as mandrichardo does   ;   but when he looks up at the rider, him and his   anxiety-ridden   face, all that weariness slips away.                 ❝     's gotten better .     ❞     it's the truth, a   rare   thing.     ❝     n - now tha' yer' here .     ❞

[paramythas]

@offcrown​ | and i oop-

     She’s been trying to follow Ozymandias’ advice and simply... ignore him. But good as she is at denying herself, it’s like magnetism, like orbit. She’s drawn in, a satellite around a sun (one bright and warm and welcoming), turning toward the sound of his voice even when it’s not aimed toward her.

      -which is why she smacks into the corner of a wall and promptly drops the tablet and papers she’d been carrying.

      ...Ah. Ah.

      Buddha please make the earth swallow her-

[paramythas]

@offcrown​ asked:  📜  // incorrect quotes generator

Mandricardo: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE Rie: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially Mandricardo, desperately, as Rie bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE Rie: Oh! B positive. Mandricardo: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE Rie:

Rie, pointing: May I sit there? Mandricardo: That's my lap Rie: That doesn't answer my question, Mandricchi.

[paramythas]

surprise @offcrown​ 

“Okay... okay we can totes do this. Just walk up and-!” So caught up in her pacing that she hadn’t realized the subject of her thoughts had long finished his work and was now directly in front of her, Rie promptly crashes into him and then yelps- 

“M-Mandrichi, I-! Uh!” Her hand reaches for the pocky in her pocket, hesitates, then clenches into a fist. “Would you- c-close your eyes for a sec, ok?”

[ardenssolis]

@offcrown​ said (inbox):

Don't mind Mandricardo staring up at ozymandias as if he was some sort of god as his knees wobble like jello and he sweats intensely. Who thought putting a 3star with a 5star was a good idea?

     WHAT IN THE WORLD was the other staring at? They were practically watching Ozymandias as if expecting him to suddenly reach out and fold them like a piece of paper -- a silly thought because that was so much effort and also because he felt little reason to so much as glare at the other Servant. Then again, Mandricardo seemed rather...anxious an individual anyway. He was always watching everyone and sweating... His hand were probably so clammy that the moment you so much as shook it, you would pull away with a thick sheen of it. ❝Ah...❞ Ozymandias paused, brows furrowing slightly, ❝...so...we are to be working together, yes? I am looking forward to those abilities of yours, so do not disappoint me.❞ Hm, okay that might have been far more intimidating than he intended. It sounded better in his head. ❝What I mean is -- do your best out there and do not die.❞

     Was that better?

[malvidia]

it’s lostbelt time folks.   /   @offcrown​

he just couldn't   help   his disposition, could he   ?           the way he is now, he can't help but want to   chuckle   at how the rider's hands shake in his.     they are an odd pair when placed together. mandy has his calluses, yes, but alex's are a wreck   ;   thin and   lanky  ,  with all sorts of nasty bruises.     they weren't made for hard work, not anymore   ---   so he endears to them being cared for, held in mandrichardo's hands, shaking as they may have been.     ❝     ya' know, i can hardly   bite   the way i am now .     ❞     and his bark was always sorely lacking.     ❝     there, there   ...   ya' always look so cool in a fight but here ya' are trembling like a leaf   !     ❞     for that reason, he loops his fingertips through rider's   ;   hoping to ease that nervous shake.

           ❝     ya' still have my word,   after all .     ❞            ❝     i'll   compensate   for havin' been a low rate master by easin' yer' heart if ya' will let me .     ❞

[durindanna]

Pats Mandricardo’s head! // @offcrown​