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[solarxlunarxconundrum]

*leaves an OSHA handbook in the daycare*

moon:

[gluttonygirls]

"The things I do for love."

[interdimensionalburnout]

WHHHY. I FORGOR HOW HOT ARGIE BECAME AFTER GETTING FIXED.

Temperate my ass this shit's tropical.

Also no one ever managed to rent my old flat out so me an' Blair are usin' it for our operations.

[escapedartgeek]

☆  Getting them something they need before they ask for it. 

Rubbing their face on their hands, Zora had been staring at this latest drawing for a few moments. They had been working on this for a while not minding if Chris hung out a little bit doing his own thing nearby.

But when they were going to look for a specific set of markers, they saw him offer it right before they got up.

They looked up with a slight smile. "Now how you know I was trying to get those? Guess you've seen me play around with those enough to get the point. But thank you!"

[timeless-fable]

Don't wanna get up yet.

[seekesotsibteadmist]

Saima had been starting to work on preparing their garden. The weather is finally starting to break.. and so getting supplies and having everything ready for planting season is something that has been bringing them a bit of excitement.

"It's always nice when this time of year comes around. When the weather starts to get warm again.. there's so much that seems to be coming alive once more."

[ghostlygravekeeper]

Would you always be loyal to your loved ones even if they wronged you?

...Why do I feel like that's in reference to the possibility that a certain someone might be who first got me killed?

[the27percent]

there are moments where they have to sit with the sense of dread that they sometimes feel. it's hard to articulate and not something that they can easily compare with the experiences of many that they know.

for as much as atieno can be among varying individuals for periods of time, socializing and spending time with those they find interesting, they never can forget the nature of who they are, who they aren't and how that doesn't fit into the lives of those that they encounter.

they were never going to force themself full to fit into their lives. an entity like them was likely always passing through - it's just their definition of passing through can last much longer than one can reasonably expect. might as well make the most of those moments.

but right now, they have to have their quiet, their solitude - because they know their truths, the fundamental elements at their core that they know can be unsettling.

there's a reason they don't speak about it much, trying to translate it always seems to fail them. they aren't sure if it's really worth the attempt.

[twopieceworld]

***** Antony to Nami ***** Valentino to Perona ***** Brolly to Robin ***** Axeton to Yamato

Nami: "It's worth every berry~!"

Perona: "Argh you know I have other "perfections" other than my ass!"

Nico Robin: "Ah my butt is that appealing to you?"

Yamato: "Oh nice 5 out of 5 stars, what's my prize!"

[under-eden]

Tryn ***** Shiranui

Ork C ***** Ingrid

Shiranui: "Oh dear it isn't that perfect~"

Ingrid: "The only rating I would prefer more is my combat."

[ghostsandmirrors]

What Steve thinks of the Goose: Fucking Bird. Sometimes he's nice sometimes he's mean. He's fickle. He might be the most fickle bird in the world. He flips like a switch. Fucking bird.

tell my muse what your muse thinks of mine on anon! Anything goes!

The goose is going to eat your house, Steven.

[gluttonygirls]

swellcard

It would work better if you didn't turn your head with it-

"But if I don't carefully watch their hips, how can I guess what size underwear they use?"

She means that for sewing them gifts for the future, and no other reasons.

[escapedartgeek]

zora is resting with their head in their hands. there's a weird little groan that they are letting out.

they .. hm. processing some thoughts that have actually taken them by surprise as of lately has been a time and a half.

[magesmeatymuses]

That’s okay, someone like Kirigiri can eat all this ice cream she can go and get changed-

"...whuh?"

Before she can even squeak out a noise of mild acknowledgement, she immediately gets shoved aside and her maid outfit explodes off of her in record time. Fabrics get shredded to all hell and so much flesh is on display you'd be forgiven for thinking this was some kind of weird photoshoot. Mikan still doesn't seem to be acknowledging anything, too busy processing what she had been put through and what she was currently going through.

"...huh?"

[old-scalebag]

✧ yu yi: the longing to feel things intensely again.

A Dragon’s emotions can linger and boil for a rather long time. Whether anger, joy, sadness, regret… it is something that takes time to ebb out within their long lives. But the rawness of hurt, of furious rage and need for revenge, that in particular is something that might never go away. Something that might over come a dragon’s senses till its left nothing in its wake. 

Dheginsea has long since disciplend himself not to be dictated by what he feels. To listen to reason and follow logic above all else, rather than to be driven by the whims of his heart… 

A fact about himself so ingraded into his being that Dheginsea find it baffling, that even for a moment, a lesser part of him is drawn to the chaotic extremes and outbursts on display. 

In the furious fits and throwing of punches from the two students in the courtyard. Angrily yelling, crying and wriggling within the knights’ grasps to continue their fight with one another.

This small sole note, one that rises in a small hum, wishing to join the grand chaotic ochresta of sound and get lost within it. Dheginsea feels that small part of himself grow envious, before stamping out such a riddiculous emotion.

But that want.. it lingers. That desire, not in the emotions, but the expression of them. To intensely feel and express.

Since their isolation from the world, history has forgotten the desruction that a single dragon can bring forth to others not of their kin. Scrubbed away and vanish such traces have been from outside of Goldoa, that all that remains are mere tales from before the flood; of their longgevity and long held wrath, of their strenght and power above all others be it laguz or beorc.

Moderation and balance, without over indulgence. That has always been a part of Dheginsea’s rule, part of who he is. 

A part of him that has grown weary in the dullness of everything, the mildness that moderation and balance brings.��The restrained control over himself and what he feels. In the profoundness of it, and that to which he will not express or allow himself to wallow in. Whether that be a negative.. or positive.

…

It has been several months since the fights between those two students. Yet still Dheginsea feels that absence, that small chaotic pull. But he is a dragon. It is not unusual for feelings to linger.

Such insignificant feeling will be curbed and controlled. For jealousy has no place within him. As it is dangerously to desire what cannot be had. Dangerous to those around him