#trabianspunk

[illusionarysoldier-blog]

"Aren't you a little young to be playing with explosives?"

[shirorose-archive]

✖~

outofninja;

Thank you sweetheart! uwu

[capti-in-tempore]

Time has stopped for trabianspunk

Like the spring that comes after the harshest of winters did this young lady enter her gray world, bright as the golden sun during a midsummer's day. That was how Julia could describe one Selphie Tilmitt; brilliant rays of light both warm and deadly, for one could not underestimate the young woman who had enou spunk to last her a lifetime. Though surely she knew not who stood before now wearing a surly face that could put Squall's own expressions to shame, Julia knew her. Well, not her exactly, but Time was a funny and fickle thing.

"What do we have here? You're not someone I'm used to seeing around. State your name and business."

[wingsofhauntilly-blog]

//whispers your theme is b e a u t i f u l~ *o*

ooc: OH GOSH ;//o//; THANK YOU SO MUCH SELPHIELLE~ <333 //HUGS

[vaingloriousknight]

trabianspunk started following you

"Oh, it's you."

[timeless-witch-blog]

The egg you've been nurturing for the past two days suddenly begins to shake wildly, cracks evidently spread across the eggshell’s surface. The sounds of cooing fill the air, resounding off the walls. Pieces of shell fall to the ground, and soon there are no traces of the once structured egg. Illuminating bright lights, momentarily blind you. When the lights finally die down, a pistachio tinted fairy impishly flies around you, tugging on one of your feathers. 

Congratulations! You got yourself a (rare) Celebi!

[To the mun of this blog, if you don’t mind could you please tag trabianspunk, when replying to this! I love seeing everyone’s reactions to their new Pokémon! c:]

  Its appearance, hastily gathered with one swooping glance as it escaped, rose, and shed the remaining bits of eggs dripping from its form isn't highly encouraging and for a second she finds this entire endeavor to be a fluke, a laughable excuse for a beast and oh, they promised her better, other worlds bragged on these creatures and yet here she is faced with a sprite, an impish brat that's tugging on the softer portion of her wings and chirping happily.

And she nearly dismisses it with a wave of her hand and magic in tow though stops midway, claws outstretched over its form all too menacing as a ripple in her chest responds to something dwelling within the creature. It's magic, it's potent, it's strong and thrumming and it's all too similar to her own, threaded with powers meant to be feared and it cracks a shatterheart grin across her features, fangs bore, eyes alight with menacing thoughts as her arm drops to her side.

 So you, too, know the powers of time.

It coos, she's inside of his its head and its in hers, worldess communication at its best as she smirks further, finding this situation infinitely better than she could have possibly expected.

[fallenlionsroar]

A little spark of the past

trabianspunk started following you

It wasn't every day Leon ran into someone he'd thought he'd lost, run into the past or even hear that old name of his. Save for if it was Yuffie who doesn't seem to grasp that he left "Squall" behind for a reason, though it seemed like it was happening more then he'd like. He was seeing so many people that looked familiar.

Another familiar face had shown up, another person he'd long since expected dead though she was just as bubbly as she had been when they'd first met yet she looked so much younger then before. Perhaps she'd been given a second chance, he wondered if she could remember anything about before or if this was an entirely new life for her.