#aredhottemper

[withoutcomedy]

@aredhottemper

As if out of nowhere Sans suddenly looms behind Filmore. Hands in his pockets he casts a sly glance at her.

* heard you needed a hug. unfortunately, i’m all outta free ones. but, you, uh, can still be locked in a tight embrace. 

He paused and stretched his smile into a lopsided grin. 

* whaddya say, buddy?

[warringpeace]

for @aredhottemper muse: a.rthur curry | verse: pre-film

Spending his dad’s birthday in New York was...not one of their best decisions. Then again, it was rare for them to leave the lighthouse and go somewhere else. Maybe if their truck hadn’t broken down in the middle of the street, their holiday wouldn’t completely suck.

But there he was, riding shotgun in the tow truck while his dad had taken a cab back to their hotel. The nearest repair business was a few blocks away, and he occasionally glanced in the rearview mirror to make sure the truck was still rattling along, the tow truck driver’s companion in the driver’s seat and keeping the wheel as steady and straight as he could.

The repair shop looked empty, but according to the driver:

“M’sure one of ‘em is in the back. Just ring the bell there.”

Arthur threw him a dubious look, but he went inside and slapped the bell once. He was about to ask to be taken to another shop when he heard footsteps approach. 

[chase-eternally-young-blog]

⛈ 📖

⛈ - what is the muse like at their worst?

Big ugly reptilian monster hell-bent on destroying the world and ending/ruining countless lives? Starts drifting away from his cold and calculated personality and just goes full on Godzilla, leaving destruction in his path. Basically just a lot of anger. 

📖 - deadly sin that applies to them the most?

It’s between wrath and pride to me. Probably more of a lean towards pride.

[elendeare]

Koala first kiss!!!!

          The chilled winds of Highmountain had painted Alamor’s freckled cheeks with a light blush.  Their mission was concluded, yet the duo did not yet wish to return to Dalaran – not with such an amazing view of the night sky right in front of them, after all.  Standing atop the cold mountain, the rogue’s eyes widened as he stared at the beautiful, star-lit sky.  A puff of air left his mouth as he laughed softly.

“Nature truly is amazing,” He breathed, and Koltira soon walked up behind him with his arms crossed.  He’d spent quite the amount of time with this rogue now; from when they first began working together in Northrend, then Andorhal, and now as partners in the Broken Isles.  Over time, Koltira found himself growing attached to the redheaded elf.  His charming personality to his handsome features, the way he fought in combat, and that sarcastic but confident voice.  If he had a beating heart, it’d be pounding in his chest right now.

“I never asked how fond you were of it, Koltira.” Alamor called, tossing his head back to him as he spun around.  “I was a Farstrider; I’d say my love of nature has… since faded a little, but I am still very much fond of it, yes.”  The rogue smiled sadly and walked a little closer.  “I hope you can find yourself appreciating it once more.” His eyes glistened under the moonlight, and Koltira could have sworn he felt his cheeks flushing.

“Maybe I can… with a bit of help.” The death knight replied with a smirk, leaning down a little closer.  It was Alamor’s turn to blush, and he smiled nervously before tugging up his mask to cover the lower half of his face.  “Ah ha ha, well– of course.�� Perhaps, ah, if we have the time, I could take you out hunting?  The locals have informed me of a great place to catch game.”

Koltira gave a curious tilt of his head before hesitantly reaching up, tugging the mask back down to expose Alamor’s full face.  “I’d like that a lot, Shadowblade.”

He stared deep into the other’s eyes, and the two kept quiet for a moment.  Only the sound of Alamor’s quiet breathing, and the wind flowing throughout the sky, were what the two could hear.  Koltira’s eyes flicked down to the other elf’s lips until he muttered his name.  Alamor’s heart pounded in his ears as the blond leaned down, his eyes shutting, until his lips met his own.  While the rogue was quite surprised by such a bold and unexpected action, he soon found himself relaxing and leaning back into the kiss.  His arms wrapped around the taller’s waist hesitantly, to hold him as the loving sensation coursed throughout his body.

But Koltira was the one to break as he slowly pulled away.  Alamor stared up to him with a flushed face -- one that wasn’t so red from the cold.  Koltira shook his head.  “I apologize.  That was unprofessional of me.”

“N-no, don’t.  I, ah... I didn’t know you... felt that way.”

Koltira bit his lip, “I fully understand if you want to cease any and all partnership between us.  I’m very sorry for my actions.” He quickly removed himself from the other’s arm, readjusting any armor that had been shifted out of place.  Alamor brought his hands to his chest, “Koltira-- no, now hold on.  I’ve s-sort of... had feelings for you for quite a long time.  I’m so relieved to know you feel the same.” He hesitantly reached up to lightly touch the other’s cheek.

“I’d like to get to know one another better, if you would allow it.”

[siriyin]

“We shouldn’t be here.”

Cliche Horror Movie@aredhottemper

⌠❖⌡ "... Yeah, could we get out of here, like, maybe now?" That sentence was kind of rushed and he looked around the dark and eerily silent area around them, he didn't like ANYTHING paranormal it freaked him the absolute hell out. In more ways that one, it was funny really, to see the strong-willed 'nothing ever startles me' blade so antsy and fidgety right now. Really, he can't even take watching a simple horror movie let alone being in a freaky place like this!

[halforc-mercenary]

Torstein: Our muses completely drunk together

The tavern was warm, heated up by drinking and laughing people and the strong burning chimney fire. So warm there had been wetness started to grow on the inside of the windows that draw dark lines on the fogged windows. So warm it made the taverns common room probably the most heated place in the whole house. A comfortable place, considering the fact that outside winter was sneaking around the Tavern like a hungry wolf. 

So as the late afternoon had turned into a early evening the mercenary, freezing, with the late autumnwinds coldness still sneaking over her skin like icy hands, had found her somehow sitting next to a very redhaired woman, emptying one mug of heated spicewine after another to hush away the autumns coldness. And somehow, somwhere between the third and thr fourth mug of heated spicewine whichs scent hung in the air like a parfume, Mar had started to see the verys redhaired woman as a new friend. Eventually somehow, after the sixth mug of spice wine, the very redhaired woman had turned into the Halforcs new best friend, as they sat together on one chair , each one arm slung around the other, the other arm free to  reach for a new mug of heated spicewine which might was the tenth.  Or the twelfth. Mar had not counted. But at least she was now warm. 

@aredhottemper

[ofreminiscentflames-blog]

“What’s hangin ya pointy eared blonde bitch?” ( you expected nothing less, don’t lie)

          His body stiffened at the crude words, fists clenching ever so slightly as his long fingernails lightly pressed crescent moons into his palm.  Kael’thas kept his expression stern but near unreadable, however his ear twitched in irritation and annoyance, “You address royalty, girl,” he spoke lowly, only turning his head slightly to see her in his peripheral.  “You had best watch your tongue, lest you end up in prison for it.”

[bxrnofflame]

"Well, yeah. Can't say there is any other Al we would both know." Shrugs. "Did he never mention me to you?"

          Her puzzled expression remained as her brows scrunched in confusion.  “No, he hasn’t.  Although, we, ah,” a forced laugh left her lips, “we don’t speak often.”

Or communicate at all anymore, to that matter.

[xevilbusinessx]

❛ whatever it is you’re looking for … i’m not it. ❜

THE PUNISHER || Accepting.    ↪ @aredhottemper

    ——  ❛ How can you be so sure of that ?     Can you read my mind ?  ❜

[withoutcomedy]

2 , 4, 8 hard questions meme

Ask Sans moral questions that aren’t easy to answer

2. You meet a man who has killed someone and done time for it before. Does this factor into how you treat him? Will he ever truly escape that sin?

“well, if he’s killed someone and done time for it before, he’s probably a better person now, isn’t he?”, Sans responded with a question of his own, a sense of mischief that bordered to treachery flashing across his face, as he seamlessly continued: “after all, it’s impossible for him to kill again, or, y'know,…”

“give that life back.”

He fell silent and stared her down with those hollow eye sockets. What else had she expected from him? For him to forgive and forget? To pretend nothing had happened before? Well, she was only partly wrong. Releasing her from that empty gaze of his, the tension that had built up in his body seemed to leave him as sudden as it had taken over, a low chuckle now shaking his drooping shoulders and hunched over posture.

“heh. honestly, this is plain messed up”, he said with closed eye sockets, “‘doing time for it’, 'being sorry’,… what really matters, is, what he’s learned from the past, and, even more, what he’s gonna do now, knowing all of that.”

4. You have a secret you swore not to reveal. But this secret is the only thing that would prove your innocence in a separate matter. Is it worth risking your own well-being for the secret? Or would you betray the trust given to you?

“i don’t know. i don’t make promises”, he answered, and only halfway lied to the other, as he imploringly hoped that he’d never find himself in a situation like that, ever. He just couldn’t bring himself to a break a promise he’d made that easily. Especially not if it was about a secret.

8. If you could gain as much money as you want for losing a sense, would you do it?

“nope.”

[warringpeace]

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[chase-eternally-young-blog]

"Short, scrawny, red hair, has a bitc- baby fit when you tell him his robot car thing has a crappy engine? Because the kid had a flyer and everything." She produces said fake flyer from her pocket, probably just used to get her to not be rude for five seconds.

“...Are you talking about Spicer?”

He glances at the flier, clearly unimpressed by the spotty craftsmanship. 

“Yeah... I made no such request. Seems you’ve been fooled, or sent here because someone wanted me to maul you, but I’m not really in the mood for violence right now.”

[elendeare]

[// @aredhottemper & velf ala <3

[halforc-mercenary]

✿ for the drunk bff

The morninglight sneaked through the small windows of the tavern as silently and carefully as on cat paws and it stitched brutally into Mars closed eyes like oversized blades. Mar groaned, first because of the Light, then because of the headaches hammering as brutal as a sledgehammer against the inside of ther skull and at last she groaned because she had slept sitting on a chair and with her head leaned on her stout arms on the table, so her back was stiff and hard, cracking like a brittle branch as she slowly lifted her head from her arms: “...wha-?!”

She had not been the only one who had not found their way up in the beds of the Tavern in the second floor, the taverns common- room was full of other people laying on the tables and the chairs, still sleeping, still holding mugs of beer in their hands and arms. The morninglight wrapped the room in a dull, grey veil, drenching it of the colour and Life she remembered from the last evening.

The Halforc groaned again, squinting her eyes shut only to promptly open them again because even moving her eyes made the headaches become worse. 

Suddenly a flower moved in her field of vision.

Mar blinked, grimacing over how the throbbing in her head became more painfully with every passing moment. 

Slowly, very, very slowly, she leaned to the side to peer past the flower held before her nose, and her eyes ached in their holes as if stitched by needles when she tried to focus on the very redhaired woman who somehow seemed familiar: “...who are you...?”

@aredhottemper

[xcallmepidge]

"Are you a banana? Because I find you a-peeling." with added fingerguns

@aredhottemper | pick up line meme

『       Pidge snickered endlessly at the line. “Oh my goodness, that is such a cheesy line. But at the same time, I love it.” She wiped a fake tear away before trying her own. “How about -  I think we’d be grape together.”     』

         - - - THE PIDGEON!!

[bxrnofflame]

“So, heard from Al lately?” What is this casual, un-cuss filled conversation? -aredhottemper

@aredhottemper

          “….  You–” Aelvenya blinked, “are you referring to my brother?”She never mentioned that she knew him.