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AU Banter - Animal (Last Unicorn, Magic, Zootopia)

For all intensive purposes her animal is a White Tailed deer, as shown by the will of Nakatsukasa. She’s normally reclusive, coming out mostly in the evening. 

The Last Unicorn - In a world full of magic she went from being a swordsmaden to a Doe by simple mistake. Initially she had proven her worth to be a lady of the court from her name and skills - as her family is well known in knighthood and heroics. (She herself was not dubbed a knight like her brother, but was allowed to partake in events and trials to showcase her family and skills.) Some grew bitter of that admiration, and with loss after loss piling up at the hands of a women who was only there because of her family name, one decided to see revenge in the form of magic. They requested that the mage create something to change her, take away her skills, and simply take her place back in line - looking pretty. Only to have the spell go wrong, she kept her mind, but instead of simply taking away her skills, it took away her body changing her into that of a deer - forcing her to dodge bullets and hide away form her family and the world. 

Sing/Zootopia - She’s not a signer in any sense of the word, but she can’t help but admire those who have the talent to do so. Her talent doesn’t lie with much else other than the stars, she watches the world through a telescope, tracking and learning about the stars and the Galaxy above them. An astronomer.  Only occasionally venturing out into the day sleepily to teach others about them as well should they venture her way in the museum. 

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||Does a little boogie, I blew the dust off and I did a thing

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cadcnce‌:

Certain personalities are predisposed to destructive behaviors. And most everyone had some facet of their personality that could be exploited one way or the other. Wylan was no different in this regard, and there were certain vices and sins that he would pretty easily admit fault with. With Black*Star however, it was almost too easy. For the meister who cared so much for winning gambling was almost certain to get them to their knees (because there was no way Wylan could beat them in combat).

It felt almost rude to refer to Tsubaki as a ‘stake’… and it was a good thing it hadn’t been Wylan’s suggestion. Rather a last ditch effort for Black*Star to save face … that ended against their favor. Surprisingly no cheating had been involved. Not that Wylan could bear to stand in front of the woman now had that been the case. He may be a bit of a shitlord, but he had some honor to him. This game was made to be fun. Then again. There were a few things to ponder aloud.

“First I wonder why you seem so disappointed at having to spend a day with me, as if I’m some boring layabout. I mean geez, Tsubaki. C’mon.” He says with a smirk emphasized by the rubbing of his chin. “Second I wanna know what you think I’m going to have you do. Maybe see if I can subvert your expectations.”

Now it wasn’t even that she was in sour angry Tsubaki mood, it was just more pouty and mildly bitter and fairly unamused Tsu mood. Judging by her stature and idle motions - no smile, mild slouch, even one or two knuckle cracks from tension she had been holding.  She didn’t hear the story - nor did she want to hear the entire story. The fact that this was even a story to begin with was a somewhat problem in her book. 

“I’d prefer better circumstances” was the first remark back “Days when you’re not a piece in a game are much more desirable for me.” Ouch, Tsu - that Sass. 

Although she’d pause before humoring the question, humor being seen by a slight quirk of her eyebrow “If you’re anything like some other people I know - Perhaps cook all your food - Do most of your chores? Ask to play and attempt to do party tricks in my smoke bomb mode?” That last one was a stretch, but hey. Whatever.  She certainly hoped he was more odd job manored, than perhaps having her parade around like arm candy or do impossible tasks for his amusement. 

Death, she hoped that the fates were on her side today.  Perhaps that was why she was so sassy, she was fearing the worst. 

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❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜

This is probably from a meme that I can’t find \o/

Suppose it probably wasn’t a bad thing that someone was suddenly shouting at her - it made her pause in that percarous position - too imbalance - and yet she was still trying to pick up one thing that fell off her pile. She’d hesitate for a moment before realizing that she couldn’t stay balanced like that for long before taking her free hand and bracing the pile once again. A sheepish smile and an uncomfortable chuckle occurred after a moment - “I suppose I was trying to do something that could end unfortunately” Well, at least she was honest. “But maybe if I had some other hands - or paws” 

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starclandemon‌:

It just beyond the outskirts of the city where the man currently was lurking, always looking for opportune moments to infiltrate the city for answers, though passing Death’s soul was always a risky venture. However, on this very eve, it seemed as though a key component of his plans had come to him.

Just as this impressive girl sensed his presence, the assassin chose to make himself known. Perched atop a small brick wall that followed the path she walked, arms rested on his knees- a blade concealed up against his arm- with the shadows masking almost all of his identifying features. Only the laughing moon behind him giving any illumination to his silhouette. His cold gaze, and the added chuckle of that very moon, made the atmosphere he carried petrifying.

                  “Not who, what.                     And what are you doing out so late, weapon?”

She blamed an assassin partner for her being on guard, at first it had been difficult to spot him - beyond his  boisterous demeanor. It was’t always perfect, for the thing that she could have been calling out to could have been a cat, a person passing by unknowing of how close she was - a bird maybe. 

Something about the way the other was made her wish that had actually been the case - because just the sound of his voice forced just the slightest bit of tension in her body. If there was no harm, why had he been hidden before, and addressing himself as a what was never a good sign.  He didn’t give off any sign that he was a piratical joker either. 

 Her throat ran dry for a moment, she in her mind, had every reason to be suspicious - but he was also talking to her. Sneaky, yes, likely to take the first move? that was to be determined. 

“I suppose that few people are so restless where you come from” He knew that she was a weapon - what else did he know.  

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Manhandling symbol starters

Send one for your muse to…

★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth  ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground

Add as much or as little context as you’d like!

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I know, I know.. I draw these two too often. And i’m really sorry I don’t pay attention to other characters and other fandoms. But i’ll fix it soon. Maybee.. (I like drawing them so much, I can’t QзQ)

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Reblog if your muse has scars.

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SOFT ANGST STARTERS.

‘stay for me.’

‘what’s this between us?’

‘i don’t want your apology.’

‘you know i have feelings for you.’

‘yeah, i remember the drill.’

‘you’ve never hurt me. ever.’

‘then leave her/him/them. at home.’

‘i don’t believe it.’

‘this is breaking my heart.’

‘you met me at a very strange time in my life.’

‘what keeps you up at night?’

‘i wish you were here.’

‘i let you down.’

‘something strange happened here.’

‘you’re not safe here.’

‘i wasn’t ready to say goodbye.’

‘we are not the same, and never will be.’

‘don’t touch me.’

‘is it my fault?’

‘i’m not like them.’

‘i forgot my name again.’

‘i don’t know who i am.’

‘your fear of looking stupid is holding you back.’

‘are you still alive?’

‘i don’t like being told what to do.’

‘am i making you uncomfortable?’

‘nobody cares if you don’t go to the party.’

‘it was supposed to be fun, and you ruined it.’

‘where the hell are my friends?’

‘stop pretending life doesn’t terrify you.’

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@cadcnce​ - 

Note to self, Black*Star was not allowed to make bets. Second note to self Black*Star was not able to make bets that INCLUDED HER. She didn’t even know that something like this happened - Black*Star simply explained it. “I lost a bet. You were part of me losing” Now. She didn’t get it.  No sir. She was very confused.  Eventually however - It became very clear that he had flat out bet her. For a day. 

It was rare to see Tsubaki with such a pouty pout face on like that. But there she was, pouty pout facing Wylan. Giving a light purse of her lips in thought.  “He can be an idiot sometimes” Was her remark - now, she wasn’t going to be civil servant for a day - she was going to say no - But the screaming ‘PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE’ wore her down. 

“So what’s first?” 

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Muse Aesthetics

the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. ╱ “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” ╱ pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. ╱ “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” ╱ guilt that isn’t yours to have. ╱it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. ╱ chains. ╱ “ how could you do this to me? ”╱the sharp sting of guilt. ╱ you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. ╱the family you never had. ╱ falling backwards through time.╱quicksand. ╱drowning, but you don’t save yourself. ╱ “ you’re getting better. ” ╱ “ they smile like a snake. ” ╱ you’re the stars and the sky. ╱ there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. ╱ they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. ╱ “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” ╱ you edge a bit too close to the sun. ╱another ghost to take your place after every stumble. ╱ deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun.

rock candy melting in water. ╱ waves rise and leave the foam behind. ╱ the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. ╱ happiness is the best front a man can take.╱ “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” ╱ you disagree; they’re more beautiful. ╱discomfort at the tiniest of touches. ╱ the sky opens up when you see them.╱ rain comes down. ╱ poppy fields. ╱ your sanity hanging by a thread. ╱ “ oh god, what have you done? ” ╱ roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. ╱ they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. ╱ you try to help, but it only got worse. ╱now they’re dead, it’s all your fault. ╱ adam & eve in the garden. ╱ a temptress in crisp button-downs. ╱“ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ”╱ they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. ╱ the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre.╱sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side.

ves saint laurent ╱ black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. ╱ crisp green apples piled up on the table. ╱ your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. ╱ what a pretty one, they say. ╱ you laugh without humor. ╱ a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. ╱ there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. ╱ the seat of power fits like a glove. ╱ heavy is the head that wears the crown. ╱ you share a space, but not a mind. ╱ they think you are weak; you are, maybe. ╱ “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” ╱ an empty bird’s nest. ╱ broken pencil tips. ╱ there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. ╱ “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” ╱ “ they weren’t there when it happened. ”

corruption. ╱ there’s a red string tying you together. ╱ the scent of whiskey on the horizon.╱“you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” ╱ pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. ╱ 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. ╱ you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. ╱always walking on sunshine. ╱ there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. ╱ hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. ╱you drift, but you know where you’re going. ╱ no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. ╱ the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. ╱court hearings. ╱ “ I miss you. ” ╱ siblings are a funny thing. ╱ they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. ╱blackbird screaming ╱wake in nightmares ╱ are you an illusion? ╱ i don’t feel real. ╱ who is in control?.

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"HEY TSU--" he called out from the kitchen, "Did we pick up any seaweed? I forgot." yet he had already prepared the rice for the sushi.

She didn’t even jump with the shouting, even though it was louder than a shout from the kitchen to the living room should have been. 

She could have sworn that it had been on the list last time. But surprise, this wasn’t the first time either. So she gets up, strolls into the kitchen - opens one cabinet before closing it and deciding on a different one - reaches right up so her fingers were able to grasp.Right out of his line of sight and probably reach unless he climbed on the counter. 

And with a satisfied toss to him she’d say “Seaweed” Makes a guy wonder what other things she’d hidden out of his reach? Maybe?

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<З !!!

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accidentalweapon‌:

Maka knew that she somehow knew how to fight with these blades. She distinctly remembers that the Kishin had new wounds on his body that he didn’t have before she blacked out. She wasn’t sure how her body knew how to fight like that or how she was able to do that. As far as she knew, no Meister had active weapon abilities. The best conclusion that she could come up with was that her skills were a sort of defense mechanism. She stopped attacking the tree and sighed, she did no damage to the tree and didn’t even get the slightest reaction out of her blades. 

If she didn’t have concrete proof that she actually had an active Weapon gene she would have laughed everyone off. She didn’t feel any different besides the injuries sustained during the fight. However, her bed and all of the eyewitnesses tell a vastly different story. The sound of a twig being crushed knocked Maka out of her thoughts as she turned around to see who it was. A bit too quickly at that.

Seeing that it was Tsubaki, Maka put a smile on. She knew that she was completely busted and turning around that quickly made her body scold her. ‘Trying to figure out your sudden Weapon abilities’ was definitely not on her approved activities list. Maybe she could try and playoff whatever Tsubaki saw her doing. She really didn’t want to listen to anyone scold her about trying to push herself too hard, too soon.

“Tsubaki! What brings you all the way out here?”

The weapon opted to go the route of humor - or at least attempt to? She did have a quick wit, but it mostly came across as dry humor.  “I don’t think that tree appreciates being hit” with a light gesture to a singular leaf floating down from one of the branches. The smile did falter lightly when she judged Maka’s face before her hands linked together in front of her form.  Uh perhaps, not interrupting her would have been a better thing. It would have frustrated Maka more though if she hurt herself and prolonged this whole take it easy situation. 

“Would you believe me if I said I was just going for a walk?” It really wasn’t a lie, “Perhaps you’d like to walk with me?” She’d invite the blonde haired meister with her, gently of course “I find that it helps clear your head, get your heart pumping a bit too” Yes, Tsubaki was encouraging this activity, just differently. “Black*Star ended up leaving me behind - he nearly rocketed out of bed this morning. I didn’t end up waking up quick enough to his standards” 

She could do the talking, she could distract, things were new - and prying was likley unwelcomed.  “But if you’d rather just stand there and bully a tree I won’t stop you” 

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|| I need a My Hero Academia verse like I need to breathe air.

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||I’m Queueing things If You want a quick thing from Tsu last chance for me to toss it in there, so like this up!