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[saiibeo]

// On a much brighter note casually kicks bad brain juice under carpet nothing to see here

new tag drop before I continue. some of them is just me ensuring they have the right symbols.

back to your regularly scheduled program.

[ducktales-wco-oo]

(Manny @ Fenton) "So. That happened, huh?“

- ✩ { @isolatedocean } ✩

{ ☆ } Yes... Yes, it did... 

Many things had happened, but the most prominent– at least, for the moment —is the fact that Manny the Headless Man-Horse is no longer quite so headless. In fact, he very much has a head, as well as an impressive wingspan. Something that Fenton can’t help but gawk at, despite his M’Ma chastising him in his mind for being so openly studious of someone. Especially of their appearance... But it’s not as if he’s being malicious about it, or viewing Manny’s true form with anything akin to disdain. He’s merely...

Contemplative. Confused. Curious. 

❝  Um... Pardon me for prying, and- please feel free to decline answering if I’m being intrusive...  ❞  Fenton begins, politeness refusing to let him continue without ensuring Manny knows he doesn’t have to answer, even at the risk of Fenton’s curiosity gnawing away at him ‘til the late hours,  ❝  But- why haven’t you assumed this form before? The wings alone seem like they’d be incredibly useful...  ❞  He would know, zooming around as Gizmoduck is far quicker than trekking the city on foot. Granted, he still walks around anyway because using the suit for personal gain wouldn’t be right, and he’d get hailed down so frequently that it’d take longer anyway... But he digresses— 

 ❝  It wasn’t... painful, was it? Regrowing your head and wings?  ❞  { ☆ }

[mochimuses-a]

@thewanderingsunset​ \\ starter call

Dominator is almost certain someone was trying to get her attention-- or maybe she was just full of herself. Maybe it’s both. Mostly the latter. She raises a brow as she turns around. She thought, you know, looking as menacing as possible would get everyone to leave her alone. She just stopped to get some stuff, not make conversation or whatever.

“Do you want something?”

[vxtxation]

   “Hehe... thanks buddy.” He giggled, petting his friend’s head as he was able to lean back comfortably. A Sunday night, a bowl of cheese-flavored chips neglected on the coffee table and the j-drama on the television turned down low so Adnan could sleep.

  “I want to stay like this forever.” He laments, idly stroking Adnan’s fur. “Just you and me buddy, not even doing anything. No job to do... no drunk people...”

   “And no baths.” He added. 

@univentorem | ‘just you and me’

[poeticpecker]

- What is your earliest memory that you can remember?- Did you ever have any sweethearts or lovers? Do you have a boy/girlfriend?- Are you happy with your current job?- Can you cook at all?

muse questions || @anicehat

earliest memory :

                                      It was probably not even a real memory, just flashes of impressions, little things and details that kept popping up throughout the years. They were always there like his mother’s coughing and the dust on their cupboard. He remembered laying in bed and hearing the stories his ma told him of miners and farmers and their neighbor's puppy fooling around.               Truth to be told, he didn’t even know anymore what color the dog’s fur had but he knew the stories by heart and still felt a weird heaviness in his chest at the thought that the damned thing drowned.

sweethearts/lovers :

                                         Jayne was a bit slow with that whole feelings thing. Most of his childhood was spent in an odd mix of being a bully and a problem child with the occasional worrisome meltdown thrown in. It was the rumors going around that called him a murderer that made it hard to find friends and kept him distanced from kid’s his age. He had one friend, boy was called Dick and it fitted like the fist to his jaw, but for the longest time, he couldn't afford to have a sweetheart in fear of the being afraid of him.

                                         Back while the other kids went to school, there was one girl, short and cute and she wanted nothing to do with him but he tricked her into being his first kiss. Afterwards he spent years kissing clients and people that paid for this sort of thing but he was never prone to falling in love and starting a relationship.

current job :

                                         It’s less a question if he is happy with the mercenary life because let’s face it, he doesn’t know anything else anymore and has done this for more than 25 years of his life. It’s more the question about being happy with whom he is working atm. Mal and the crew of Serenity. The truth is, some days Jayne wants to rip Mal a new one or just downright kill him and get the money because some jobs either don’t happen or don’t fucking happen but he is happy with where he is and wouldn’t want to work with anybody else.

cooking :

                                         Yes. Jayne had to fend for himself from a very early age on and getting nutrition obviously was a big part of taking care of himself. Jayne learned how to cook with very few ingredients and when he has more and fresher things he will go all out. His cooking is edible and most of the time it can be considered good. Depending on the dish and what he has to work with it can even turn out really delicious.

[mochimuses-a]

@testpoison​ // starter call

“Hey.” She’s blasted no hesitation to the wall, Dominator waltzing up to her after. She doesn’t remember allowing anyone on her ship, so this must be a stowaway. The question is, how’d she even get on?

“How did you get in here?”

[mochimuses-a]

Wow.

[vxtxation]

  “I won’t have too much. It makes it hard to... how do I say... act properly.”

@doppelgxngxr

[vxtxation]

   “Ah-- Adnan-san hm? Well... he wanted to take you out for ice-cream but had his hands full. If you don’t want ice-cream, I can take you out for other things.” He held his hand out, offering to carry the bag.

@doppelgxngxr

[vxtxation]

   “Afraid there’s no mistake... the order was billed to Mr... Caeser? And gifted to Shirogane-san.” to show the proof, he held the receipt forward.

   “Apparently the money is upfront?”

@necrophagic

[vxtxation]

   “Nowadays... I feel sick when you’re not near me.”

@inxnuated

[vxtxation]

   “You can’t come... really you can’t... Don’t you like Akira-kun? Or Sato-chan? Or if you like... I could call Curos over? I’ll be back in an hour... I just have to do this errand okay?” 

   Adnan was intelligent. He was capable of understanding. Perhaps this was the reason why the bartender didn’t want company.

@univentorem

[vxtxation]

  “It just shows what a capable person he is. I’m a terrible boss though, didn’t someone mention I spoil you too much by not scolding you?” It was close towards the end of the shift but Naka donned on an apron anyway, taking his place behind the bar. It’s been a few weeks since he’s been behind here.

   “Anyone interesting drop by?”

@doppelgxngxr

[vxtxation]

   “Ah... that’s right. I have to feed you right?” 

  He laid there for a moment longer before groaning as he sat up. His body was halfway in the apartment while the other half was on the opposite side of the gekkan so that his shoes wouldn’t dirty the floor inside. It hurt to take off his shoes but when you had a pet, he was responsible for taking care of it. 

   Not that Adnan was any trouble, he enjoyed pampering him even during this short time they were together. With his left arm injured, he had to prepare the hound’s meal with one arm.

    “Maybe I should bring you along? But it’s pretty boring... lots of waiting around. Still... it’s much better than being trapped in the house all day right? As long... as you come back... I can leave the door open for you.”

@univentorem

[vxtxation]

   They are my family after all.

[vxtxation]

  I’d rather not have my crotch exploded, thank you.