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jaune-refaire-arc:

Jaune looked at Yarrow suspiciously. Was she pulling his leg? “You can wake up long enough to brew coffee, have a cup, then fall back asleep? Just like that?”

Jaune had trouble imagining himself doing such a thing. He had a hard time falling asleep. And it took some doing to wake him up, but once he started going he would keep on rolling for what he was told was an obscene amount of time. Stamina was his sellpoint after all.

His smile spread. “I haven’t had any complaints about my playing for years, and I’ve become  a real globetrotter; I bet I’ve picked up a few that you know…”

He trailed off. He remembered his father’s exaggerated mannerisms: the accent, the peppering his speech with words from multiple languages, laughing loudly and often. He’d done it because he was huge, and deadly, and he hadn’t wanted people to be afraid him.

Jaune wasn’t as big as his father, not quite. But he was still a big guy, and a professional huntsman of no small renown. He shrugged. Not much he could do about it now. “…Crap, they might have just been afraid of pissing me off. Oh well, I guess we can find out later, right?” He asked with a grin.

Whatever else had changed, the sun would rise in the north before Yarrow was afraid of him.

“I’m not much of a morning person. Never have been, even when out in the desert.” She shrugged slightly. “I got pretty good at putting on a pot of coffee while still half-asleep and drinking it, and then falling back asleep before the caffeine hit me a while later. Then when I woke up for good, I was ready to go for the day without being sluggish at all.”

   Yarrow eyed him up and down again for a long moment, before bursting into laughter. Even if he was a bit taller, and more muscular than he had been at Beacon, he was still like a little tiny lamb. Pretty much harmless and adorable to most people. “Yeah, th’day someone’s afraid of you, Arc, is th’ day I’ll retire from being a Huntress.  If anything, they were prolly worried that you’d try t’ play something else if they said you were awful at one song. Or you’re too nice to say anything mean to. No one wants t’ break your heart.”

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jaune-refaire-arc:

Jaune rolled his eyes. “ Come on Ginger. The only way to not like you is being completely dead inside; and I don’t hang out in graveyards. It’s unsanitary.” He finished with a little smirk.

“Hmm? Oh yeah! I love riding. That’s why I have the chaps you know. My legs would wear right out without them- though I guess it’s not a big deal now, with my aura and everything. I’d probably wear ‘em anyway though. It’s a habit now… Hey, have you been riding before? If you haven’t I don’t mind teaching you!” 

Jaune turned blue eyes, sparkling with hope, on Ginger. He so badly wanted to share his hobbies, and horseback riding was romantic, right? Their had to be a few trails here in Vale. Maybe they could make a date out of it?

“Yeah! Yeah. The chaps. Of course they’re for riding. Why else would you have them? I mean, it’s not like you’re into weird cowboy stripper dances or something...” Ginger coughed slightly, because that’s exactly what was going through her head at the constant mention of said chaps. She wouldn’t say that she had a dirty mind, but... well, they were assless chaps! What else was she supposed to think?

“-- Riding on horses? Me? Um.... no, can’t say that I have.  I was more into tea parties with my dolls before my Semblance was a thing, and then it was all training and combat schools.”  She tapped her chin in thought. What was the worst thing that could happen? It wasn’t like being trampled by a horse would be worse than fighting a Grimm.  “Okay, sure, you can teach me how to ride.  But I’m going to be upset if I have to wear pants.”

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jaune-refaire-arc:

Jaune let Yarrow cup his face, bring his eyes to meet hers. He searched her face. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for, not really. Some evidence that all this was rocking her, as it rocked him perhaps. Something that let him know she cared too.

He took a shuddering breath. Maybe she hadn’t told him what he wanted to hear, but she was willing to try for him. So what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t try for her too? So he gave her a shaky smile.  “… I can do that. And, well, these days I’m not bad in a fight. And sticking with people? I’ve always been good at holding on.”

He wasn’t sure what sure what was in store for them. But he, no they, were worth fighting for.

Yarrow smiled ever so faintly, before gently slugging him in the shoulder.  Proper displays of affection were still lost on her at times, it seemed. “Don’t be modest, Jaune. You’re a good Huntsman. Really good. Y’should be proud of it.  ‘m proud to get to fight with you. And I trust you t’have my back out there, which is sayin’ a lot, alright?”

She shook her head at him slightly, before nudging him with her hip.  “What ‘m tryin’ t’say is that what we have goin’ between us? That’s what ‘m lookin’ for. Trust. Respect. Loyalty. It’s not super romantic but I feel like I’ve got a real partner in you.”

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ask-team-clst:

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Connor drove his spear through a snarling Beowulf, before shoving it aside. The redhead leaned against his weapon to catch his breath. To say that today wasn’t a good day would be an understatement. The Vytal Festival went to hell, the White Fang invaded the school with Grimm, and he was separated from his teammates in the chaos. But, he was still a huntsman-in-training, and he had a job to do. 

He spotted someone walking through the fairgrounds and rushed over to check on her. “Are you alright?”

To say that she was overwhelmed would be an understatement. Amidst the chaos, there were far too many emotions pressing down on her. Even with her best efforts to shield herself from mimicking anyone, it was all too much. She wasn’t even sure how she had managed to make her way out of the stadium area, nor where her teammates had ended up. Coniveo was in her hands, and she was at least managing to keep from being killed.

  She glanced up at the sound of someone’s voice, gripping the weapon more tightly before recognizing him as a fellow student. At least he wasn’t some White Fang member trying to kill her. “I’m alive. That’s good enough for now, right? How about you?”

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I want to do some things on this blog since it’s International Women’s Day, and lets be honest no one treats female OCs the same as they do male OCs and that reveals an inherent flaw and bias that female characters are worse because they’re females. But of course, this would require me actually having threads that people cared about...

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working out!

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When the Dust Settles || Chrom & Ginger

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oxidation-corundum:

“One day!” Chrom looks behind toward the now distant city, a small smile on his face as he slows down again, staring at his ruined hometown.

“It…It’ll be a grand time. Vale finally being inhabitable again…” His voice is as chipper as a dying dolphin. About as squeaky, too. 

He turns around, letting out a long, deep sigh as he tosses her the bottle of water anyway, tears dripping down his red face. “…We have a good way to go. We’re hardly out of town.”

Ginger’s lips twisted to the side with uncertainty -- should she try to comfort him? She didn’t particularly want to, nor did she think that he would want her to.... but at the same time, his constant negativity and sadness was going to attract Grimm. Steeling herself, she slipped forward and took his hand in hers, as the other caught the bottle. She didn’t say anything yet, simply linking their fingers together as she took a long swig of water.

  Ginger reached behind him with a slight twist to stow the bottle away, before tilting her head up to look at him.  “It’s going to be rebuilt, and it will be better than ever. You have to have hope, otherwise the White Fang and all the bad guys win. And they can’t win, because we’re going to kick their asses.”

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I’m going to try to get to a few replies before work, but I don’t think I’ll be lifting the hiatus quite yet. I’ve been happier on my other blogs that I have been on this one for a long time, because people actually talk to those characters and want me around. So I’ll be really sparse here except to reply to my 3 rp partners that seem to want me to stay.

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Mini Hiatus thing

I don't want to call this a "hiatus" because I'm not expecting it to last longer than a week, but I'm tired of pouring my heart into this blog and having my creative works ignored by everyone. So I'm spending the week on other blogs that I've been neglecting in my attempts to get attention here. I'm pretty sure the three people that interact with me already know this since they follow those blogs too, but if anyone cares to reach me I'll be at @howlfortheknight (and @voidhcart) all week and I'll be spending more time overall there than here after this week.

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more shitty body ref art that you didnt ask for. lol fuck drawing scars.  theyre just squiggles YOU GET THE IDEA xD

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unbreakable-ribbons:

“We can go hit up a club, or grab some food if you want.” Manos tried to give her a smile in response. “I know, I know, you don’t like things getting to romantic. It’s just… you’re a cool girl, and I wanna hang out with you more often.”

 Well, she hadn’t gone out dancing in awhile with anyone.  What could be the harm?  It wasn’t like it was a date, just... two friends hanging out.  And hell, maybe she’d pick up a few numbers at the club too.  “Yeah, sure. I’ve been feelin’ like goin’ out dancin’ anyway.”

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unbreakable-ribbons:

He stepped inside and found spot to sit on the corner of her bed. Maybe he should ask to join her for a workout sometime, but he’d doubt he could focus on lifting weights for long with her. “If going out tonight with me sounds better than that to you, then yes I do.”

  “----- Go out with you?  What, like a date?”  She glanced up from her weights, quirking an eyebrow upwards.  He understood that she didn’t do the whole date thing, right?  “Depends on what y’had in mind, I guess.”

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“Well, as enticing that would be to watch, I’ve got something more important to do.” He craned his neck to try and see a little into her room. “Are you busy tonight?”

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   “-- Tonight?? Uh, not really, I guess. Was just plannin’ on studying and goin’ for a run, unless you’ve got somethin’ better in mind?” She pushed the door open a bit more, before turning to go back into the room to put her weights away, gesturing for him to come in.  The room was fairly tidy, with designated corners for everyone -- Michi and Ginger’s make-up station, Yarrow’s workout spot, and Haruka’s... corner filled with posters of hot girls on motorcycles that Ginger had pasted Michi’s face onto.

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☠ - Let's go with Yarrow about Ivory. (Dunno which combo I wanted.)

Send ☠ For The Girls to Talk About Your Muse While Drunk

   “---- Who’re you again??  Oh, right, yeah, you’re the sane one on your team. Not sayin’ much, I guess. Everyone from Atlas is fuckin’ crazy.   But at least y’try t’ keep your teammates from gettin’ into trouble. I can relate t’that. A lot. Y’ever have t’ drag them buttarse naked out of a fountain?”