#⊰ pyrrha nikos. ʰᵉʳ ᵇᵒᵒᵗˢ ᵐᵃʳᶜʰ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠʳᵒᶰᵗ ˡᶤᶰᵉ

[mosaickd]

trotting up to the unfamiliar lady, cornelius gives her a thorough sniff, before deciding that she posed no threat, and jumping into her lap and making himself comfy, paying no mind to the huntress struggling under his weight

           heavy foot falls & pant made weiss’ ears tune to the sound. it couldn’t be !? narrow gaze over worn pages to see the source. it made her heart flutter ! ———  oh , a canine to greet her ? before she could say anything , the adorable pup sniffed her &. bounded into her lap , sitting upon haunches. dropping book from hand , she made a small squeak from the action , delicate fingers weaving through soft fur. ❛     ——— ah !     ❜ tongue hung from mouth , floppy ears twitched , as the dog stared into her very soul. the look melted glacial heart , heiress hugged the perfect creature. all her worries subsided in the canine’s embrace. ❛     you are the cutest , most lovable thing eva !  who’s a good boy ?    ❜ 

@shevictor : UNPROMPTED ! ( aa. )

[mosaickd-a]

" Well heck me. "

❝ PYRRHA ! language !! it’s unbecoming to speak that way ! ❞

╰ @pyrrssini : shit my friends have said (na.)

[mosaickd]

‘i’m worried about you.’

          GIRL DUBBED ICE QUEEN stopped her training regimen , mid-strike at an invisible enemy. glyph fades into nothing but wisps. dark lashes blinked , digits drew back snow bangs , as she spoke  ❛     pyrrha , there’s nothing to worry about. i’m fine.     ❜ vision blurred , perspiration dripped from forehead. a soft smile upon her lips. adjusting her grip on myrtenaster , twisting wrist to loosen aches.  ❛     if you’re worried about me then stay &. spar. i could use practice against a champion such as yourself.     ❜ hand gestured to the empty space. pyrrha was much to optimistic &. hopeful for such drama that plagued the snowfallen. there was no point in letting the dark shadows &. frigid chill of her life touch the blazing sun of her mistrali friend. 

@victorborn :  DIFFERENT I LOVE YOUS ! ( a. )

[mosaickd-a]

‘ no, no. no no no no no… this is bad… this is very bad. ‘

❝ pyrrha, what did you do ? ❞ weiss’ head darted to the place where pyrrha stood over the bowl of cookie dough. her blue orbs fell upon the empty glass shaker in her hand labelled sugar. weiss let the bag of chocolate chips go, it clunked onto the counter as she got off the stepstool. ❝ — just how much sugar ended up in the dough ? ❞ however, weiss knew.  the gravened expression, the muttered negativities, and then the staring. the mistrali champion just stared into the bowl as if it contained a deadly poison. pushing the bag of chocolate away, a hesitant laugh bubbled out. ❝ maybe, they’ll still taste fine if we omit the chocolate ? ❞

╰ @pyrrssini : tangled starters (na.)

[mosaickd-a]

tag dump 2.

[mosaickd-a]

❛ this house is like the frickin’ Wal-Mart of guns. ❜ ( says the one who cARRIES A RIFLE-SPEAR AROUND--- )

❝ what can i say? ❞ she cleared her throat, swallowing down the bile. ❝ my father has an affinity for weapons. ❞ she walked through the gun room to the sword room, her favorite. raising her hands and spinning in place, she let pyrrha see the display of swords in all their glory.  

 ❝ this, however, is winter’s and my favorite of the weapons rooms. i know it does seem daunting at first but trust me, our collection is small for our wealth. ❞ weiss picked up the firangi and handed the hilt to her, her fingers brushing the ornate guard as she withdrew. ❝ the balance is good, wouldn’t you say? the weight is set back for thrusting, modified with a sharper edge for close range attacks so attacks can be effective but you probably already knew that. ❞ she covered her mouth, trying to silence herself but all those years of studying swords, came rushing back. the schnees had to forge their own weapons and since swords had been traditional through the schnee family line since oppa...she had chosen the rapier as her’s. with enhancements like her dust barrel. 

had she always been like this? enthused about weapons like her rambunctious team leader? no, no! it had to be the understanding of swords that she had learned. the knowledge had been locked away so long, suppressed, and it just had to spring forth. yes, that was it. oh, how foolish of the ice princess to show off in such a way before a champion who had already learned this long ago. shame tinged her pale cheeks as she grasped at her arm, averting her eyes to the floor.  / teen wolf prompts (na.)

[mosaickd-a]

" The universe is imploding and I am at the center of this shit storm. "

❝ that doesn’t sound very pleasant, pyrrha. ❞ brows, furrowed together, a frown askew upon her face. her hand reached out to pat her on the arm as a gesture of comfort but she pulled it back at the last minute. maybe that wasn’t the best thing to do. biting her lip, consequences be damned. her icy digits wrapped around the girl’s elbow with the gentlest of touches. it was always cold with her. as if winter had birthed her and given her death’s touch. no, it was a bad idea. she released the elbow from her grasp, putting her milk white hands in her lap. fiddling with them, she asked,  ❝ would you like to talk about it ? ❞

╰ @pyrrssini : shit my friends have said ( not accepting. )