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[bubonem-archive-blog]

[text] When was the last time you wore pants?

All Saiko got in response was a selfie of the author in a panda t-shirt that fell just above her knees with the response “NEVER”.

[mirrorrshard]

(whispers) switcheroo

Hmm… I can’t promise this will be very good, considering I don’t know much about Saiko and don’t really want to spoil myself on Tokyo Ghoul. Uhhh, she’s a ghoul hunter right? Or something?

Species: Human

Class: Warrior (?)

A templar, though not a very enthusiastic one. Spends most of her time reading Varric’s steamy romance novels, or being rather clingy with her friends. Is actually a quite good fighter when it gets down to it, though she tends to slack off on mage hunting duties to read her novels.

[kisshibae]

“I was just happy you gave a fuck.”

‘What an odd way to word it, but yes, I always give a fuck about my fans.”

[cruschcat]

Starter Call | @quinxheart

Felix was thankful he was given his dress in his closet. He’d arrived in his knight uniform, but he felt much more at ease in his blue layered dress than anything else. And the people in this city had a very bizarre fashion sense to him. A lot of them dressed similarly to Subaru–perhaps he came from a place like this one? But Felix didn’t know of any city like this one, not in Lugnica at least, nor any neighbouring countries.

This one person he spotted was dressed not too dissimilar to how his knight uniform looked. They seemed like a better option than most to ask about why people dressed the way they did.

And so, he made his way towards them (and upon getting closer realized just how much shorter they were than him–it was adorable) and piped up his question.

“I think you’re dressed better than a lot of people here. Nyow, why do so many others wear such odd clothing?”

[excessiveknitting]

✦ ✧ White Knight ✦ ✧

@quinxheart

Although Sekine was someone who got heads turn, today the attention he gathered seemed to have increased tenfold. The man himself still remained blissfully unaware of these surroundings. The sound that comes from hooves tapping against asphalt didn’t reach his ears and Sekine’s not one to turn his look without reason. 

It’s a magnificent animal, walking behind him. Coat lustrous white and seemingly well tended - a model example of a horse was for some reason tailing after the man. 

“Excuse me? “

“ I cannot walk if you stand there like that... “

The words are directed to the one standing there in the middle of the street.