#quixctism

[kuebckoa-blog]

muse’s aesthetics | accepting

( @quixctism )

——skinny & edan

[eijunism]

@quixctism || xx

      THERE’S LITTLE TO SAY WHEN  ──── even though he RECOGNIZED the words spoken, the intent of said words flew RIGHT OVER sawamura’s head; leaving the young pitcher to wonder what his friend had intended to accomplish.

[travaileur-moved]

“Hell yeah I’ll bet on it! If I can’t bench press you, I’ll do whatever you want for a day! But if I CAN, you have to do whatever I want for a day! That is, unless you’re too SCARED?”

@quixctism // cont.

[travaileur-moved]

@quixctism // continued

“HAH— Anything I want?“ What a joke. All she could do was hurt people. Hurt and hurt and hurt and hurt— The best she’d done was hurt bad people instead of innocents.

“At least you can do something GOOD with your powers. Or at least something neutral. What am I supposed to do with mine? I don't— I don’t have as much control over them as I pretend. I’m PATHETIC. And most certainly not someone anyone should have around.”

[leviaraelle-moved]

cont. from this ask. @quixctism

- ̗̀ ✰ ⋆ ‘ indeed we are , severely fucked . are you okay , buddy ?? that’s enough coffee for you , today . ’ everything within the past year and the beginning of this year was WILD .

[eijunism]

                        “See? I’m good for some things, even if it’s just as a warm pillow.”

     If it wasn’t for the fact that Eijun was still half asleep, then the brunet was almost POSITIVE that he would’ve agreed with absolute sarcasm laced into his words. Instead, Eijun rolled his eyes at his partner, who he’s been paired up with for just a little over two months.

     “Your lap is soft, are you sure you’re a guy?” Eijun joked at his friend, his cheeky grin prominent when he sent a playful wink up alongside his taunt.

     Eijun let himself chuckle for a second, only stopping to quickly roll forward and out of the way of any attempts Skinny made to hit him. His laughter grew upon realizing that he fell asleep while they were still LITERALLY out in the field. However, he was lucky that his body let him stay awake long enough that they were able to finish their objective and get somewhere safe, before he was taken on an express, one way trip to dreamland.

     “You should’ve woken me up, or shoved me off. You didn’t have to let me sleep, idiot.” The sniper made sure to tease his teammate about their situation, but only to lighten the mood of where they still were and how they might still be in slight danger.

[dulcetxdreams]

@quixctism

Fumbling with the keys, it took Claire a minute to finally get the door open, and after stumbling in she unceremoniously slammed the door shut behind her. She’d been out the ENTIRE night, and her body was both sore and exhausted from the fighting. She was pretty sure an ugly bruise was already apparent on her cheek, and she was fairly certain there were multiple others across her body that needed tending to, but they weren’t visible so she’d much rather put taking care of them off until later.

“SKINNY!” She shouted, flopping onto the couch with a slight groan. “Bring me ice cream! Or something chocolate! Or anything sweet, actually!” Did she know whether or not Skinny was even home right now? No, but if he was, then he’d answer her and let her know, and if he wasn’t, she’d figure out quickly enough when he didn’t respond.

“...We DO still have sweet stuff, right? I’ll kill you if you ate all of it!” She was well aware of how demanding she was being, but fuck it--- She wanted ice cream, and there was no way she was getting up herself to get it. If Skinny truly wasn’t home, chances are she’d just end up not getting it at all.