Mar 9, 2021
bastard IS wearing glasses actually!!!!!
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bastard IS wearing glasses actually!!!!!
what hte fuck are they gonna do with zendaya now im mad
changkyun goin to hong kong looking like a baby rebellious teen while the rest of mx are like . suburban moms or gilfs
me logging into this acct each day: i see the rpc is still a dumpster fire
fontaine really shouldve just kept jack around and gotten him into insider trading and heavy cocaine usage. it wouldve been so fun to have a little bodyguard/fuckpig/apprentice/warm table to snort lines off of
@varicrux gets a starter for denki !!
“hey!! you’re the kid from 1-a who can create electricity, right?? i actually had a question for you.” hiroto sends a smile over in his direction, maybe it was a little FORWARD, but socializing was never his strong suit. “see, there’s a part of my quirk that lets me create lightning. the best i can do right now is create it from a cloud. but i think, i might be able to learn how to send it through my hands. how do you .... focus that energy to do something like that?? or can you only send it through your whole body?? i know it’s not exactly the same, but i figured i’d ask.”
@ryogai replied to your post: I LOVE HER BUT WHY IS SHE SO TRUSTING OF PEOPLE...
“Hm? Is something wrong, Ritsuka??”
❛ YES, everything’s wrong. Why do you trust him ? ❜
❝ it’s just some water and a little grass and leaves and just… you know, tea’s kind of weird, actually. ❞ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) at this time, we cannot refund nebula's wasted time and energy on him, all due apologies
nebula was always one to take reign. a cluster of people was present, and they swept the moment to be the center of conversation. ( they were so interesting ! how could anyone not wish to know more of this violet hunter and the escapades in vacuo they so heroically took part of ??? ) but … they felt incredibly, wildly, and unfortunately out of place along the stuffy suits and dresses of atlas folk as the day carried on. messy, unkempt locks compared to their neat and carefully pinned back hair. a more rugged, they liked to call it, charm on their features compared to the fair women and charming men. every angle they were pegging, they found something one here could belittle them on. so, to a wall, a pushed back table, whatever, they stuck to. a cup of soda would’ve been preferred, but growing embarrassed to stick out among sophisticates and their peers, water was fine.
dew gayl was flourishing, as they saw. she was in her element among the ladies and lords, gwen in tow. nebula straightened octavia’s skirt, tucked her hair behind ear and jokingly framed her face with a smile, “ all good ! go get ‘em tiger. ” words of encouragement sent their final teammate to the conversations, an offhanded wave to indicate that, really, they’re fine on their own and that they’d move at their own pace. usually not one to think like the prior statements, nebula settled to push discomforting thoughts to the side and watched with a small smile as people mingled : at least they’re having fun ! that’s all they could ask for, right ? vacuo huntresses were quickly forgotten about as the ‘celebration’ continued on to a different event. as much as they’d want the spotlight, nebula would step out of it as soon as people moved on to something else.
fear of looking incompetent wasn’t strong, but it was there. and as much as they were supposed to be professional, they caught glance of one henry marigold ( so lovingly dubbed ‘moneybags’ ! ) set a slight pang of annoyance through hunters nervous system. was he at every goddamn scene in atlas ? truly, surely, he must have to break once in a while.
… guess today’s not his day off.
green eyes tried to glue onto any single one of their teammates. anywhere but henry, yet … they watched in the corner of their eye, a single glance, they could tell : he spotted them, too. they didn’t hate the guy, no, of course not. he was just … talkative and they didn’t feel like engaging in some … idle chat he insisted on having. but they didn’t have any company, nor did they have something to make them look busy. cup was fiddled with in their hands––– as much as you could fiddle with a cup full of liquid––– they noticed he moved, keeping aware of his movements. for a minute, they thought he’d move on to more fruitful endeavors and conversations. how wrong they were.
moments crawled by, an offer for tea by the infamous, “distinguished” gentleman. they blinked, gaze slowly shifting away from him and back to a group of women who grew giddier to start bidding on a charity item that nebula had no interest in. “ no, thanks. i don’t like tea. ‘think it’s gross. ” in hopes to send him back to a more important issue, they opened the floodgates. eyes snapped back to him as he sat at their table. great ! now he was trying to coax them into a cup of tea, something that they wouldn’t budge on.
you know, tea’s kind of weird, actually.
that caused a unattractive snort before snickers behind the hand that snapped to cover their mouth. “ sorry, ” they started, looking over to him with confused, yet amused, expression. eyebrows were asymmetrical, furrowing one and raising the other. eyes had a bit more life to them after their unceremonious giggling. “ just wasn’t expecting you to do that. ” they finally tagged on to their opener. although, if the hunter thought about it more, he always had a weird showmanship vibe to him. calling himself their ‘good fellow’ and an all too friendly / condescending ( they couldn’t distinguish it with him ) ‘nebby’, accentuating words in a rather … theatric way.
“ you don’t have some fancy allegory or whatever for tea ? surprising. ” a grin fiddled on their lips, resting on the brim of their glass, “ just thought y’always had somethin’ clever to say, instead of trailing it with … ‘it’s weird’. you’re slippin’ up, fat cat. ” / @atlascash — askbox clearance .