#✧.° ⦙ ʙᴀᴛʜᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ; ʏᴇᴛ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ. — ❪ & v: umbral ultimatum. ❫

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▌𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 :  xiuying chen. ▌𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 :  taken. ▌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 :  as an umbran witch, she has   ( growing )   prowess of dark and bullet arts. by no means is she a master at it. she shows more talent in the former than the latter. ▌𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 :  wears azure contacts with lilac pupils. natural color is lilac. ▌𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 :  silver, pink ombre. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 :  the only child to her mother and father. ▌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 :  an absolute unit of an orange tabby cat. ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 :  she actually really hates swimming! though it’s a necessity sometimes, the thought terrifies her --- being swept away by a current is a frequent nightmare. ▌𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 :  singing, dancing, killing angels and selling their halos, pestering strangers, reading, writing fanfiction, collecting stuffed animals, cheerleading, video gaming, ball joint doll collecting   ( this hobby is suffering for a college kid, honestly ). ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 :  yup. ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 :  plenty, though none human. ▌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 :  cats, rabbits. ▌𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 :  yawning with her whole ass mouth open, nail-biting in times of stress, bouncing her leg, failing to make eye contact. ▌𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 :  jeanne. ▌𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 :  homosexual, though pansexual also fits the bill. you mostly need to just be feminine in some manner. she’s very biased to girls. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 :  not interested presently, but not opposed. ▌𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 :  she’s very femme, you’ll catch her wearing heels in up a hill if it means she’d look fashionable that day. with nails --- sans index and middle --- relatively long, she’s prone to decorating them to match her attire. mini-skirts, high-ride short-shorts, fancy blouses, fish-net leggings through torn up jeans, thigh high socks if not thigh high boots...  ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 :  her girlfriend, her parents, creamsicle the cat. when she loves you, she’s relatively annoying and feels safe being so. ▌𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 :  while she’s shy and anxious to begin with, her ambiverted nature shines when she’s fond and safe. ecstatic to drop her flower shop charade of having customers come in, ignore her asking how their day is, and leave, she can be very talkative and affectionate. this can be a tad confusing for folks, as she kisses the cheek of many girls in her general platonic relationships, but her love is unparalleled, and she has much of it to share. she can get very loud and obnoxious, finding it fun to rile up others. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 :  she’s very fond of strawberry-flavored drinks. pink lemonade’s good, too. raspberry lemonade? better. she really believes red is just that good. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 :  personally, the library. though she appears very air-headed, coupled with her ambiverted nature and manner of dress, the peacefulness and plentiful resources enthralls her, making it hard for her to speak when she’s too busy engrossed in intriguing topics. ▌𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 :  the ocean --- there’s less chance of being swept away, if others are there to save you. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 :  the girl named yin does indeed seek her yang. fond of the rougher aesthetic, she’s easily assassinated by bad girls. cocksure, aggressive attitudes, dominating personality, piercings, leather jackets, straight-lined suits, chiseled masculine features... she’s weak. being the epitome of femme, she’s fondest of butch, but as long as you show her love, she’s more than satisfied. this goes for all verses --- she is very much so attracted to that gothic, cool, and ruthless vibe. she absolutely wants to be destroyed --- but doted on and cared for, too. pamper the princess. she’s also, absolutely, positively, definitely not opposed to dominating her lover, too, in a multitude of manners. she needs someone who can keep up with both her whiny attention seeking, and her obsessive need to both impress and destroy. ▌𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 :  without a doubt, you can find her yelling into woodland bushes about how much she adores camping.

TAGGED BY:  @throattore   ( smooch! ) TAGGING: fuck man let’s just hit the @ and see what i get. @feralmusing   ( midna! )   @sangfear @ghostbustingreen @antihedgehog @emblazcned @veritateem @deamaurea  @builtperil anyone else can steal!!! i quit 

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            ☪️ —— ❝ Can I sue for someone's ass being flat enough that their skeleton hurt my hand? ❞  

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            ☪️ —— ❝ Yo, Lils? I, uh, invited you and myself to dinner with the villains that moved in next door. I’m like, pretty sure they’re the dudes who shot you out of the sky with a slingshot. ❞  

﹙ @sangfear --- 🌟 ﹚

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            ☪️ —— ❝ I could call you Jojo, or Jo-chan. Just know that there's always worse. ❞

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            ☪️ —— ❝ My girlfriend slapped my ass and told me to stop. My ratings still stand, just so y'all know. ❞  

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            ☪️ —— ❝ Mmm... I rate his ass seven out of ten. The reverb was nice. ❞  

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❛ wanna give this a try? i feel like you'd enjoy it. ❜

            ☪️ —— ❝ Mmm... well, that caramel apple cider was a banger. You've got pretty good taste, mister; I can trust a guy like that! It's surprising some big name restaurant hasn't tried to snatch you up yet. What's the specialty in this drink, this time, huh? ❞  

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            ☪️ —— ❝ No, but dead ass. Angels are the worst. If you claim otherwise, you've never met one. ❞  

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"I only asked a question. It's not that funny."

            ☪️ —— Abrupt expansions of the chest, held down by fingers hooked into her breast, are backed by the rhythm of patchy, snagged breaths.   ❝ My dude, ❞   she wheezes,   ❝ It ain't you, I swear-- It's just, like... it's, number one, not barbeque sauce. Some dude came into the flower store and started eating our roses, and his bloody mouth kinda just, spurted all over me. Number two, the idea of you looking at my titties to ask me what that was? Priceless. I'd offer you to get a taste if you wanted to check, officer, but I already ruined the surprise. ❞  

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〈 PRETTY BOY. 〉⸺ ✧.°

   —OH DEAR; the audacity.

   She leaves nothing to the IMAGINATION, as her mannerisms are a portrait of her SPIRITED nature, how she flashes him her bold and shining smile while he cannot fathom holding his own back: though smaller, CONTROLLED as it melts across his lips. Ears twitch, despite his not hearing her, and the shard of the archmage simply absorbs in all of his amusement the near-demand her mouth has beckoned. Hardly knowing her—he LIKES her. And such is plain in thattickled glint aglow in dark eyes.

   A HUMAN—no… she seems as much, regardless of an appearance striking and worthy of the ATTENTION; there’s something startlingly distinct about her, yet far from where his finger can be placed. He studies her in a pause, distracted by his own mind, before gently shaking his head. It is his turn, then, to provide a response, and that which his lips taunt while he delivers through the paths between their MINDS.

   “Have you actually gotten that to WORK?” He furrows his brows as his mouth remains in its humored HOOK. “Or would this, potentially, be just one more FAILED effort?”

            ☪️ ------ Tongue tip teeters 'top her teeth, displayed 'twixt lips parted amidst a smug smile. Dance as those digits do, pinky preceding the xylophonic fall, there is coin beneath them to substantiate his insinuation.

While currency exchanges for drink    ( and fond is she of the fruitier spectrum, judging by the colorful flavorings painting her glass ),    ears await retort --- yet, none were to be received. At least, not in a manner expected.

As her fluted beverage slides down the counter and into eager palms, her cheeks are ablaze with mischievous merriment, and the glee of her giggles squish into downward-curved doe eyes.

❝ ---I'd not meant it so literally, ❞ she weeps, a single finger flicking a droplet of tears from her face. ❝ But truly, you needn't say a word! ❞

A pause to sip leaves half-lidded lashes to flutter in his direction, lips once plush pink burn scarlet as her tongue laps up the remainder of her wine. ❝ As such, I'd deem this... only half a failure. But you are correct; it works little. On the few that it does, they expect to bed me, but it takes only seconds for a gulp-and-go.

Now then, would you be so kind as to reward the other half with an exchange of names? ❞

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            ☪️ ------ ❝ Some people just make you wanna drink, by virtue of them existing in a fifty mile radius of you. ❞

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            ☪️ ------ ❝ Bridezillas are the worst customers. They like, ask me late on in if I have a certain bouquet and then tell me to check in the back. What back? A fucking greenhouse? You think I'm gonna just rip twenty bouquets out my fucking pussy? Think our back has unpotted plastic flowers? You think this is Office Fucking Depot--- ❞

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What’s your position?

            ☪️ ------ ❝ Looks like I've taken up your position, darling. ❞

Tagged by: @arcanawise​ !! thamk u... kisskiss Tagging: @feralmusing​ @courtblessed​ @shadowcrowned​ @drekisouled​ !! and anyone else who wants to i was just trying to avoid underaged muses usghfdnd

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            ☪️ ------ Can't save them all.

Though content is she, to insinuate otherwise. Of the numbers to locate first and foremost, she chooses a customer --- unforgivable, to use information to her benefit, but there is validity in her justification.

❝ Athena? This is, uh, Athena, right? There's a buh, body --- a body at the flower shop--- ❞

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❛ what a charming,clever young witch. how long have been practicing for, young miss? ❜

            ☪️ —— ❝ You are too kind. ❞ Her nod accompanies a soft smile. ❝ It has been about a year now. It is hard work — and sometimes, I question if I am fit to fill such capacious shoes, but… it feels far too late to turn back. I was given a tome that has much to do with my understanding; would you like a peek? ❞

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surprise! though she cannot come in person for the delivery, xiuying still receives a box of cadbury roses, wrapped neatly with a bow on its top. it has a little note attached.‘i think there are some caramel ones. they’re orange. don’t get the wrong impression!’ it’s signed with a smiley face and a five-petaled flower scribbled in the corner of the card.

            ☪️ —— Her fingers turn ‘round the delicacies, a smile so desperate to be smothered pools outwards in her pitiful failure. How quickly she darts for the orange, giggling as she bit into the halfway mark and pulled it apart for the dripping of caramel to line her lips. ❝ Wouldn’t mind the wrong notion one bit, ❞ she grinned, pulling the remains into her mouth. ❝ She’s super cute. Makes my gift seem a little gay… hee. ❞