[exmakina]

aviators 8)

[acclast]

RWBY chibi ep 16.

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Yang: I suffered from really bad chronic nosebleeds when I was younger, and one time I had one so bad it got all over my face and pajamas and hair. It was everywhere. I looked like I'd just eaten someone.

Yang: Dad wasn’t home, so I went downstairs to Uncle Qrow and tapped him awake and he opened his eyes to see a bloodsoaked child leaning over him in the dark saying “Please help”, and to this day I can still hear him screaming.

[arandomthot]

Feel like I always have this face with the amount of pettiness these days

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sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @ᴛᴜʀǫᴜᴏɪsᴇᴛᴜɴᴇs​

     Tʜᴇ ɴᴏɪsᴇ ɪs ʟᴏᴜᴅ, sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ sᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴊɪᴛᴛᴇʀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟs ᴀɴᴅ ғʟᴏᴏʀs. Yᴀɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ғᴇᴇʟ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏɴᴇs ʀᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ sᴋɪɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏs ᴛʜɪs ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴏғ sᴄᴇɴᴇ. Tʜᴇ ᴠᴏᴄᴀʟs, sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ғᴀɴs, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴀʟʟ ᴀᴍʙɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪs ᴄʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ғᴜɴ, ᴀʟʟ sʟᴜʀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ. Yᴀɴɢ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴀ ɢᴜʟᴘ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀsᴛɪᴄ ᴄᴜᴘ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛs ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀᴅ. Tʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ sᴀɪᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴀᴠᴏʀ, ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛs. Bᴏᴅɪʟʏ ᴍᴀss ʙᴇɢɪɴs ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴇʟ ʟɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴄʜᴜɢs, ʜᴇʀ ᴠɪsɪᴏɴ ғᴇᴇʟs ᴀ sᴘᴀᴢᴢɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜʀɴs ɪɴ sᴘᴜʀs. 

     Sʜᴇ ғɪɴᴅs ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴀɢᴇ sᴛᴇᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴅᴅʟʏ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ᴏɴ ʙᴇᴀᴛ. Sʜᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ғᴀɴs ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴᴇᴅ. Tʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ, ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏ sᴜʀʀᴇᴀʟ. Dᴏᴏʀs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴀɢᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴs ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ʀᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴅ sɪɴɢᴇʀ. Tʜᴇ ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ sʜᴏᴠᴇs ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜᴀɴᴅs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴜᴍᴜʟᴛᴜᴏᴜs ᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪǫᴜᴏʀ ᴛᴏ sᴘɪʟʟ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪᴘ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ (ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ). Hᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴏᴘᴇɴs ᴡɪᴅᴇ ᴀs ᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀ ʙᴇʟʟᴏᴡs ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇʟʟʏ, “Yᴀ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ Rᴇᴇsᴇ!” Lɪᴋᴇ ᴜsᴜᴀʟ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴀɪsᴇ. Sʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ɪɴ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʜᴜɢ. Wʀᴀᴘs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀɪsᴛ, ʟɪғᴛs ᴛʜᴇ sɪɴɢᴇʀ’s ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴘɪɴs ʜᴇʀ.

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ғʀᴇʟᴊᴏʀᴅs-ɢʜᴏsᴛ

Had his intent not been malicious, he would have genuinely accepted the offer in a heart beat. He knew he would never get the chance, but his smile told her otherwise, a short nod accepting her offer before verbally confirming again.

“ That sounds… amazing really, I have always wanted to ride on one of those faster motorcycles, we don’t have many here in Atlas, none for recreational use anyways, ” he explained, his most normal hand toying with the elbow joint of his prosthetic.

     “Dᴀᴍɴ Aᴛʟᴀs sᴏᴜɴᴅs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ.” Nᴏ ᴍᴏᴛᴏʀᴄʏᴄʟᴇs? Wʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ. Iᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴡʜʏ Wᴇɪss ᴡᴀs sᴏ ᴜᴘᴘɪᴛʏ ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ. Pᴏᴏʀ ɢɪʀʟ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ʜᴇᴇʟs. Uɢʜ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. Yᴇs, Yᴀɴɢ ɪs ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴜғᴇʀs ᴇxɪsᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏ ᴊᴜsᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ. Pʟᴀᴄɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ. A ᴛʜɪᴄᴋ ᴍᴀɴᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʟᴍs ᴜɴᴛɪʟ sʜᴇ sᴏʀᴛ ᴏғ ғᴇʟᴛ ʜᴇʀ sᴋᴜʟʟ. “Yᴀ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏ’ ʏᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ‘ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛs I ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ. Wᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀʟᴇʀsʜɪᴘ ɪs?” Hᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴀ 180, ɴᴏᴡ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋs ʙᴀᴄᴋᴡᴀʀᴅs ʙᴜᴛ ɢᴀɪɴs ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ʜɪᴍ ᴇʏᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇʏᴇ.

[yaxg-blog]

ᴅɪᴠɪɴᴇ-ʙʟᴀᴅᴇ-ᴍᴜsᴇs

Tigra quickly waved his hands in the air. If she had a team meeting the last thing he wanted to do was interrupt that whole situation. “ No no its fine really. I don’t mind waiting until you all are done. I mean I’m right next door so It’s not like I have to go very far. Just let me know when you guys are done and ill come over…”

Tigra smiled and opened the door but before he looked inside he took a moment. She was basically the first friend he had made here and she seemed like a really good person. He turned to her one last time before going into his room and gave a sweet smile.

“ And Yang? Thanks a lot for being such a nice person. It means a lot and I honestly think it was fate that led us to meet here today. Just stay amazing okay?” He grinned before he went into his room and shut the door.

Honestly it would be a total lie if he didn’t say that something about her just made his heart pound. Maybe it was just because she was a kind person on top of being beautiful, or maybe it was something else. Either way. It was clear that he liked her a lot. Hopefully saying what he did didn’t sound awkward but he just wanted to let her know how much he appreciated her.

     Sʜᴇ ғᴇᴇʟs ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ. Iᴛ’s ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ, ᴀ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. Sʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀɴs ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ғʀᴀᴍᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪs ᴅᴏʀᴍ, ᴀʀᴍs ᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. Rɪɢʜᴛ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ʟɪɴɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ғʟᴀᴛʟʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴇɴ ᴇxᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ. Sʜᴇ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴇɴᴜɪɴᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇ sʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇs sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ. “Yᴇᴀʜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ɪᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴀ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ɪғ ʏᴀ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ,” ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴍʙs ᴜɴᴀʟɪɢɴᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛs ᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ ғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇsᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs. “Wᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ sʜᴏᴜᴛɪɴɢ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ.”      Yᴀɴɢ’s ʙᴏᴅʏ ʟᴀᴢɪʟʏ ᴅᴇᴛᴀᴄʜᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴀ 180 ᴛᴜʀɴ, ʜᴇʀ sᴛᴇᴘs ᴅʀᴀᴡɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴇᴠɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀs sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ. “I’ʟʟ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴀ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴘᴀᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇɴ. Sᴇᴇ ʏᴀ!” Sʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ǫᴜᴀʀᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴘʀɪᴍᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇs ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʀᴅɪɴᴇss (Wᴇɪss). Wʜᴀᴛ ᴇɴsᴜᴇᴅ ᴀғᴛᴇʀᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴡᴀs ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴇʟʟɪɴɢ, ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʏᴇʟʟɪɴɢ, ʟᴀᴜɢʜɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ғᴜʀɴɪᴛᴜʀᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ (ᴏʀ ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ).      Yᴏᴜɴɢ Tɪɢʀᴀ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛᴄᴏᴍᴇ. 

     A ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴅᴀʏs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ Yᴀɴɢ ʀᴜsʜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟs, ǫᴜɪᴄᴋ ᴀs ᴀ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴏɴᴇsᴇɴsᴇ. Tʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴅɪsᴄᴇʀɴɪʙʟᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏᴜᴛɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, sᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛɪɢʀᴀ. “TIGRA!!” Sʜᴇ ʀᴜsʜᴇs ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀsɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴜʀsᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴇᴀʀᴅʀᴜᴍ. “DID YOU DO THE HOMEWORK FOR OOBLECK’s CLASS!?!?” Oʜ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ.

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if you see this man DO NOT let him in your house because he will refuse to leave and eat your food.

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ᴅᴀᴡɴʙʟxᴅᴇ

A rare but honest smile appeared on his features for the current time being towards the other, before his features returned back to normal and he was done patting her shoulder. “Good.” Then he focused on finishing what remained of his bowl. Then he placed the bowl down once he was done with the food it had contained. 

     Hᴇʀ ᴇʟʙᴏᴡ ʀᴇsᴛs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ, ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ғɪᴛs ᴀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴏʟᴅ. Sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴍɪʟᴅ ᴇxᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇɴᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴛᴏ ғᴏʀᴍᴜʟᴀᴛᴇ. Hᴇʀ ʟɪᴘs ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ғᴀɪʟ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ, ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ. “I’ᴍ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ, ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ.” Tʜᴇ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ sʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ɪɴ, ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀs ʙɪɢ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴀᴄᴇ, sʜᴇ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅɪғғɪᴄᴜʟᴛʏ ғɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴛᴏ sʟᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ. Bᴜᴛ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴀs ᴛᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢɪsᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴜᴍʙʟᴇɴᴇss. 

     “Hᴇʀᴇ’s ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇs, Nᴏᴄᴛɪs.”

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Sage grinned "I'll eat out like a full course meal."

     ɢᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛ.

     ɪᴛ's ᴏɴᴇ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀʟʟ sʜᴇ ᴀsᴋs, "Hᴇʟʟᴏ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ MᴄSᴄʜɴᴇᴇ's, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ I ɢᴇᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴀ." Aɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ sʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛs sᴛᴜᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ɪɴɴᴜᴇɴᴅᴏs. ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴅᴇx sʜᴇ ᴄʟɪᴄᴋs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅsᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴘᴇᴀᴋs, "sɪʀ, ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ-ᴛʜʀᴜ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏ." ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ sʜᴇ'ʟʟ ǫᴜɪᴛ.

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"Never thought I'd end up in the Grimm's digestive tract. But at the very least, I'm glad it was with you." Damon (heroic-chaos)

     ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴀɪᴅ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. 

     "Is ᴛʜɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏғ ғʟɪʀᴛɪɴ' ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Gᴏᴛᴛᴀ sᴀʏ ɪᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ sᴜᴄᴋs."

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i don't get why people are complaining about the weather, like have any of you actually BEEN to vacuo? you could cook bacon on the sidewalk. literally. my neighbor did it all the time.

     ʟᴀʏs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀɴ. sʜᴇ ʜᴜғғs ɪɴ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴠᴇɴᴛɪʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ʜᴜᴍɪᴅ, sʜᴇ ғᴇᴇʟs ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ sᴛɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ sᴋɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɢʟᴜᴇ. ɪᴛ's ɢʀᴏss. ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇʟsᴇ ɪs ɢʀᴏss? sᴜɴ. ʜᴇ's ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ. ᴀᴅᴅɪɴɢ MORE ʙᴏᴅʏ ʜᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ HER ᴄᴏᴏʟ ᴀɪʀ. ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴇs ʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ? ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs, ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴɪɴɢ.      "sᴜᴜᴜᴜᴜʀʀᴇᴇᴇᴇ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ." ᴜɢɢɢʜ. ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴇɴᴇʀɢʏ. "ɢᴏ ʙᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴜʙʏ ɪ'ᴍ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀʟʏ ʙᴜsʏ."

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"If you're on the menu I'm calling the autorities to have it closed." KENJI NO

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fart in my mouth you coward

     ʙʀᴜʜ.

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acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone? , new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any? , moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?

     Aᴄᴀᴄɪᴀ: Iᴛ’s ᴇᴀsʏ ғᴏʀ Yᴀɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇ’s ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ʀᴀʀᴇʟʏ ᴀ ᴅɪsᴛɪɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴇ. Sʜᴇ’s ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀᴏɴɢᴇᴅ sᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ’s ᴇᴀsɪᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀsᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. Yᴀɴɢ ɪs ʙᴏʟᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇs sɪᴍᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛʏ. Iɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏʀ ғᴏᴇ, ɴᴏ ɪɴ-ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴs, ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ɪᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ғɪɢʜᴛ. Iғ sʜᴇ ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ʏᴏᴜ, sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀs ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛᴇ ᴀs ɪᴛ sᴏᴜɴᴅs, sʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ.     ɴᴇᴡ ʟᴇᴀғ: sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. Tʜɪɴᴋ ғɪʀsᴛ. Yᴀɴɢ ᴀᴄᴛs ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴀs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙɪᴛᴇ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀss. Hᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴀɪɴ, ɪᴛ’s ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ. Sʜᴇ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜʙʏ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ. Sʜᴇ ғʀᴀᴄᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ Mᴇʀᴄᴜʀʏ’s ʟᴇɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɪs ᴄᴏɴᴅᴇᴍɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ -ʟᴏsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴛᴏʀᴄʏᴄʟᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sʜᴇ ʀᴜsʜᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ.     Mᴏss: I sᴀʏ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴀsʏ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ sʜᴇ’s ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ. Wɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏss ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋ, I ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʀᴍs. Tʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ sʜᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ sᴜғғᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs, sʜᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪs. Nᴇᴡ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ᴄᴏɴsᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡɴ ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀs ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇʟɪᴇғs ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. ʜᴇʀ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟs ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sʜᴇ’s ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ Rᴜʙʏ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪғ Rᴜʙʏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇs ɪᴛ sᴏ ᴅᴏᴇs sʜᴇ.

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anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?

     ᴀɴɪsᴇ: Yᴀɴɢ ɪs ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʀɪᴇs ɴᴏ ᴛᴏ sᴘᴇɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴏʟᴅ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs, ɪᴛ’s ʙᴇsᴛ ᴛᴏ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ sᴏ ɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs ᴀᴡᴀʏ. Tʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs, ɪᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏᴇs ᴀᴡᴀʏ. Hᴇʀ ɴᴇɢʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛᴀᴄᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʙᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, sʜᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇs ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs. Sʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇs ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴜᴘ ᴀs ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs. Sʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴsɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ, ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢɢᴇʀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛᴏ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ sʜɪᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ.      Sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ’ᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ.     Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴀɴɢ ɪs ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡʜᴇʟᴍᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ, sʜᴇ’ʟʟ sᴍᴏᴋᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛs ǫᴜᴀʟᴍs ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛɪᴇs.

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colorful headcanons.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse's romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.