#mercuria oh my god

[valleyoftheedolls]

REVERSE 1999 2.0 NEW PLAYABLE CHARACTERS LOOK SO GOOD

[the-blossica-fan]

Actors AU ^-^

When it comes to Bessmert, Marta and Doctor Dores, you could either say they're the same person and just with a long name... or, the funny idea, in which they're all identical triplets 😭 (quadruplets counting Urð 😭)

Dores: Gertrude, what does these texts say? I, ah...

Gertrude, looking over: ...They're fans of you and your sisters. Very big fans. They mention you have nice lips.

Dores: Oh! Well, aren't they sweet ^-^

What's your thoughts? ^-^

I'd say it's just one woman doing everything, and as for her name, it would be funny if they just chose a name and last name for each character, something like: Martha Urd Dores Bessmert. Two names, two last names.

But the idea of quadruplets is so funny 😭

So then, one of them had Vertin, Vert, Mercuria and adopted Yenisei and the others are just divorced aunts with no kids. One has no kids and a divorce pending, the other isn't even married yet and the last one is single to this day.

I still believe it would just be one woman. Bessmert can't catch a break from acting, she appears left and right and haunts the main story, meanwhile backstage she's just a married woman who loves burgers.

And well, did you see that woman? She's to die for. We can't take one we won't be able to take FOUR of these women.

Vert: Most people as if Mom's single, it's starting to get on my nerves.

Regulus: Yo, Vert. Is your mother single? 'cause that woman's so hot!

Vert: ...Regulus I swear to God--

She would get along with Balloon Party as well, she probably has a side job as a college teacher and gave Gertrude a couple classes when she studied for her PhD. Bessmert's a good teacher, I don't doubt her.

[m-entities]

task 10. the interview

Mercuria had never been much of a talker. But to have to face the entirety of Panem after her private training? With a two? How was she meant to put a face to that score? Or a voice? It was unfathomable.

She felt the eyes of the nation on her as she stepped onto the stage. Her outfit, while certainly more glamorous than her parade outfit, was still on theme - dirty, sparkly reminders of the nothing she came from. What was she going to say - the shadow of the great Meta Morphic? What did she have to contribute?

"Everyone welcome Mercuria Trout," Calix purred. "Please, come, sit down." Maybe it was just her, but she felt like the applause was muted, hushed, less than the others she had heard from backstage. But it wasn't impossible that she was projecting her own insecurities onto the crowd. Maybe they were... maybe they were what? Actually glad to see her throw herself into death's open arms?

As she strode across the stage, each step felt like her feet dragged deeper and deeper into the floor. Bramble and Nettle flashed through her head. Slate. She couldn't say anything. But then what would she say? What could she say? She had never been good at lying. So then, she would have to find the truth somewhere.

She sank into the overly plush seat beside Calix, and mercifully remembered to force a smile on to her face. It probably looked as pained as it felt. She simply nodded in response to his greeting, unable to form words at the moment. But that would have to come to a head soon. She'd have to figure it out.

"So, Ms. Trout..." Calix's voice was like poisonous honey. "You know we have to start with the obvious. Why did you Volunteer?" Mercuria's blood ran icy; of course he would be starting with easily the worst question. Her fake face fell, and she could feel the cameras zoom in even more on her face.

"Uh." Strong start, Mercuria. Strong start. She looked to Calix, but his eyes gave her no support, no warmth. Nothing at all. She blinked back her nervousness and began again. "Uh, well. Thing is in Twelve, you know someone's gonna get drawn. And thing is, I don't have mucha anything to lose. And some o' those people back home, they have a lotta things to lose. So I figure... I guess this is my little way of givin' back to Twelve. Take someone's place who doesn't need ta worry about it. At least not for another six months."

"So it has nothing to do with Slate Flint?" Calix shot back, hardly letting the last sound of her voice finish before his question was out.

She shook her head. "Nah. Didn't even really know 'im 'til the train ride. I mean, I'd prob'ly seen him once or twice before. But he ain't anything special to me."

"Indeed," Calix mused. "Nothing special at all. So tell us, then. What's been your favorite part of the Capitol so far?" A snaky smile traced his lips. Mercuria shuddered. What an easy transition it was for him. As if she should have a favorite part.

"Uh." God, she needed to find a better way to start any of her thoughts. "I dunno, I guess."

"If you had to pick something."

"I dunno. Not much to like 'round here." Her tone took the slightest bit of edge, and Calix's eyes narrowed the slightest bit.

"Not much indeed, I suppose, coming from where you come from. Isn't she charming, folks? So down to earth." The sea of faceless audiences members barked out polite laughter as if on cue. Mercuria started to feel sick to the stomach. They were only two questions in, but she felt something on the horizon. She felt like he was controlling this in a way she couldn't stop.

"That's fine, Ms. Trout. We don't have to spend too much time on the Capitol. Tell us about the Arena. You have a plan?"

Mercuria recoiled. "No?" she replied, confused. "A plan? For th'Arena?"

"Well certainly you're planning on winning."

Mercuria blinked. She couldn't let on that she had any plan other than that, of course. It was like he knew. It was like he was trying to get her to say it.

"Oh. I mean. Yeah. We all do, I guess. But when my plan was just to keep someone else outta the Arena, I guess I don't put too much stock in my own shot."

"And did it work?"

Mercuria's brow furrowed. "Did what work?"

"Your plan. To keep someone out of the Arena."

"Yes," she lied. "Someone got spared this time."

"I see." Calix smiled, his eyes boring into her skull. The cameras felt claustrophobic around her. "Tell me, Mercuria, is there anyone you're worried about in the Arena? Any rivalries those of us on the outside should keep our eyes on?"

"What do you mean?" She shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"I just mean, sometimes the outer Districts rub people the wrong way. They make enemies. And that can be very entertaining for us to watch - all those little storylines playing out."

"I don't think so," she replied, her voice a little shaky.

"Really?" Calix pressed. "Helios, perhaps? Or Ezra, from Two? What about the pair from Four? They are quite formidable. I just finished talking to them not moments ago. And they were talking about you."

"Are... are they?" Her voice quivered. Certainly this was a trap, a trick, a lie. But what if they were talking about her? After all, she had plotted with Bramble and Nettle. Who was to say they weren't plotting against her?

Calix sat back in his chair, an easy smile on his lips. "Well, no matter about that. Tell us about the friends, then. Who will you be relying upon in the Arena?"

Finally, a question she felt she could answer. "Nettle," she said, nodding. "And I guess Bramble by extension."

"Not Slate?"

"And Slate."

"I see."

Mercuria's eyes widened. Had she slipped? Had she said something she wasn't supposed to? She stuttered out, trying to explain.

"Just 'cuz she was - Nettle, I mean - she was nice to me. In training."

Calix held up a hand to stop her. "You don't have to explain your reasoning to me. But there you have it folks, little Ms. Mercuria Trout will be relying on the pair from Eleven to help her and Slate Flint. Let's hear it if you think they will go far!"

It was perhaps the quietest Mercuria had heard the polite applause, but perhaps that was her projecting again.

"Well, that's all the time we have together, Mercuria. Thank you so much for your time."

[morisninethlion]

today, on the unfocused collection of content i call a tumblr blog: twitter doodles of blond kids

[danurso]

(Im not the hugest fan of rule 63 characters like leia ren, carla winchester or sunny wukong, but for some reason mercuria hit me in a soft spot {no, not that soft spot you pervs (≖_≖ )} and i really liked some stuff between her and jaune, and so she's from now on a part of jaune's massive harem here in my blog, and this will be her first appearance, although i want to make something later just for her)

*CEM(N), JNPR and RWBY are out in a forest for a field mission*

Emerald: ugh...i can’t believe it's finally over. If i ever see those kids again i’ll either kill myself or kill them.

Mercuria: then you better let your testament ready, we still have to take a trip back to beacon with them, have you forgot?

Emerald: *head falls in depression*

Cinder: focus, we can’t let anyone notice us before our plan is complete, and if that means that we’ll need to be friendly with those eight then we’ll have to bear it for now.

Emerald: i know, it's just...how can they be so happy all the time?

Mercuria: *with a grin* dunno, how can you be so annoying all the time?

Emerald: shut up mercuria! I'm not in the mood for that!

Mercuria: come and make me.

Emerald: you...

Cinder: if you two don’t stop right now, i’ll get rid of both. *flares the flame in her right eye*

Emerald: r-right, im sorry.

Mercuria: sorry.

Cinder: *sighs* forget about it, just stop bickering.

Emerald: y-yes ma’am.

Cinder: it won’t take long until we reach the meeting point, don’t drop your facade, no matter how unbearable they are.

Emerald: *sighs* yes ma’am.

Mercuria: well...not all of them are unbearable, that blondie is kinda cute.

Emerald: arc? Of course you would like him.

Mercuria: i don't like him, he’s too much of a spineless coward for my liking, we all studied he and his team, we know how innocent and pure he is, i just think i could have some fun teasing him.

Emerald: *rolling her eyes* it had to be.

Mercuria: come on, you saw how he blushed when i showed a little bit of cleavage back on the ship, i wonder what other faces he can do.

Emerald: you’re not going to start are you?

Mercuria: for real now emmy, are you going to say that he doesn’t interest you in any way?

Emerald: physically speaking, he seems decent enough, everything else is just uninteresting, he’s too much of a goody two shoes for me, if he had at least one evil bone in his body i could have some interest, but since he doesn’t i’m not interested.

Mercuria: what about you boss? What do you think about arc?

Cinder: just like emerald said, he’s physically decent enough, but everything else about him is just uninteresting. he’s stupid, coward, weak and sickeningly kind, i could never have interest in someone like him.

Mercuria: thought so.

Emerald: you’re not really planning to get involved with arc are you? You know we have our own plans to focus right?

Mercuria: nah, i was just thinking it could be fun to tease him. If i ever get interested in a boy he would need to be cruel, dominant, sadistic and merciless, he would basically need to be arc’s direct opposite.

Emerald: that does sounds more like your kind of man.

Mercuria: not only my kind, i know you two have the same taste for men as i do.

Emerald: mens like this don’t exist. They are either corrupted cowards or completely insane psychos, a man who can be both good looking, strong and cruel to the right degree is probably rarer than a maiden.

Cinder: and that's why you should stop talking about mens and start thinking more about our plans, it's not like any of us will ever find someone like this.

Mercuria: well, i can dream can’t i?

Emerald: dream later, we arrived. *walks inside a clearing to see all members of team RWBY injured on the ground*

Cinder: *with a fake concerned tone* what happened? Are you okay?

Yang: *coughs weakly* a group of five mercenaries showed up out of nowhere and sent a barrage of explosives in our direction.

Pyrrha: we heard the explosions and found them like this.

Ren: apparently they were fighting the mercenaries before we got there.

Nora: we managed to pick them up and run away, but jaune stayed back to hold them.

Emerald: where is he now?

Pyrrha: we don’t know exactly, somewhere towards north.

Cinder: we’re going after him, don’t worry. *bolts away*

*a few minutes later*

Mercuria: you think he’s still alive?

Emerald: he’s facing five mercenaries on his own, he’s for sure dead right now.

Cinder: still, if we bring arc back alive they will trust us more easily, and that can help in our plans.

Mercuria: so we kick some asses and save the blondie, sounds good to me.

???: AAAHHHHH!!!

Emerald: over there!

Mercuria: bye bye arc, it was good while it lasted.

Cinder: even if arc is dead, let's at least capture the mercenaries so- *freezes*

Mercuria: .........i think we won’t be able to capture them. *starting at the three corpses on the ground, the first one with a large gash on the stomach and guts spilling out, the second with the head split in half and the third was cut in half by the torso.*

???: i’ll ask you one last time. Who. sent. you?

CEM: *looks ahead to see jaune without his chestplate, with ragged clothes and covered in blood while two mercenaries backed away fearfully from him*

Mercenary 1: *holding the bleeding stump that was once his right arm* n-no one sent us, p-please just let us g- *sword pierces his mouth and through the back of his head*

Emerald: is that really jaune arc?

Mercuria: i don’t know.

Jaune: *kicks the now dead body and pulls out his sword, glaring at the last mercenary*

Mercenary 2: *backing up on the ground with a terrified expression* w-wha- he was telling the truth! W-we don’t work for anyone! We just bait huntsmans here to steal them!

Jaune: *slowly walking towards him* ohh but i know he was talking the truth.

Mercenary 2: *panicked* t-then why did you killed him!?

Jaune: *grabs him by the throat and slams him against a tree* do you know who i am?

Mercenary 2: w-what? O-o-of course not.

Jaune: my name is jaune arc, son of alexander arc and grandson of john arc.

Mercenary 2: arc? B-but they are a family of heroes.

Jaune: i know...

Mercenary 2: how can someone like you be part of that fami-AAARGGH!!

Jaune: *with his sword through the mercenary’s left shoulder and twisting it slowly* don’t interrupt me when i'm talking, okay?

Mercuria: *blushes* w-when did he got so...

Emerald: dominant? *also blushing* cruel? I have no idea.

Mercenary 2: *nods frantically*

Jaune: yes the arcs are most known as a family of kind hearted heroes, but i’ll let you know a little secret about us. *smirks darkly* once you hurt someone dear to us, we set the honor, the kindness and the mercy aside and turn into vengeful blood-thirsty monsters.  *starts to twist his sword again with an unsettling smirk*

Mercenary 2: AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

Cinder: something is wrong, when did arc became so *blushes* attractive?

Jaune: do you understand now? Why did i killed your friends and why i’m doing this to you? *tightens the grip on his neck*

Mercenary 2: YES!! I UNDERSTAND!! PLEASE JUST LET ME GO!!

Jaune: ............okay. *let go him*

Mercenary 2: *falls on the ground coughing before looking back at him surprised*

Jaune: what?

Mercenary 2: y-you’re not going to kill me?

Jaune: no. *sheathes sword*

Mercenary 2: *confused* r-really?

Jaune: i already said that no, i won’t kill you. and an arc never goes back on his word.

Mercuria: *sighs* i knew it was too good to be true.

Mercenary 2: t-thank you. *gets up and tries to run but gets yanked back falling on the ground* wha-AAHHHH!!

Jaune: *stomping his legs, breaking both of them*

CEM: *eyes widen in surprise*

Mercenary 2: AAARRGHH!! I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WOULDN’T KILL ME!?!?

Jaune: and i won’t kill you *smirks pointing at a ursa coming towards them* but i can’t say the same for him.

Mercenary 2: w-wait! Nononono! Please-

Jaune: *grabs him by the hem of his shirt* fun fact, ursas have a extremely painful bite, and they chew a lot too. *smirk gets wider* Hope you two have fun. *throws him at the ursa*

Mercenary 2: NOOO!! PLEASE!! *gets bitten in the shoulder* AAAHHHH!! *gets dragged back into the forest*

Jaune: *still smirking* bye-bye you fucker. *turns around* now i need to get back to- *freezes*

CEM: *staring at his ragged post-battle form covered in blood*

Jaune: d-did you...just saw that?

CEM: *nods*

Jaune: oh god, l-look, i know what you’re thinking but please don’t panic. I-it's just that-

Cinder: *grabs him by what's left of his hoodie and pulls him into a heated kiss*

Jaune: *blushes*

Cinder: *breaks the kiss and stares at him with hungry amber eyes* You and Me. Bed. Now!

Jaune: w-what!? C-cinder i-

Mercuria: hey! You’re not planning to let us out are you? *hugs jaune’s arm between her breasts* i also want a piece of him. *licks her lips and opens a perverted grin*

Jaune: *blushing deeply* w-what!?

Emerald: *hugging his other arm between her breasts* i want a piece of him as well. *with a sultry look*

Cinder: of course, you can have a piece once i get mine’s

Jaune: *blushing to a atomic degree* w-what!? What do you mean with that!?

Mercuria: we mean that all of us have been pretty naughty latelly, and you look like you know a lot about punishing other peoples, mind showing us how would you punish some bad girls?

Jaune: *blushing to a solar level* WHAT!?

Emerald: we’re just curious to see how rough you can be, think you can show us?

Jaune: l-look, as flattered as i am feeling right now, we just know each other for about a month and-

Cinder: it doesn’t matter. Let's make a deal, you give us what we want and we won’t tell anyone what just happened, deal?

Jaune: i...... *sighs* i guess i have no choice right?

Emerald: no.

Mercuria: nope.

Cinder: i don’t think so.

Jaune: *sighs again* your funeral. *wraps hands around theirs waits and pins them on the ground* and don’t blame for what happens next *smirks sultrily* once i start i won’t stop, okay?

CEM: *blushes and shudders* okay.

*two hours later*

Pyrrha: they’re taking too long, shouldn’t we search for them?

Ren: but we can leave them like this.

Ruby: we’re already better, our aura healed most of the damage.

Weiss: go search them, we’ll be fine.

Pyrrha: okay *gets up* we’ll be right ba-

Jaune/CEM: we’re back.

Pyrrha: thank god, are you oka- *stares at jaune covered in bruises, blood and hickeys and CEM in a similar state while smiling brightly*

Ruby: err...what happened?

Cinder: the mercenaries were tougher than we expected, it took us a while to take them down.

Blake: and where are they?

Emerald: they escaped, unfortunately.

Yang: oookaay...but why are you all covered in hickeys?

Mercuria: they had some kind of gun that was really powerful, our aura protected us from the real damage but the bullets still marked us wherever they hit.

Weiss: really? Because none of us saw any guns with them when they attacked us.

Mercuria: i know right? Those guns came out of nowhere. we tried to take the mercenaries down quickly but they kept coming back, we put them down several times but they just kept coming and coming *drooling with a perverted smile a blush* and coming and coming and coming *shivers* until we couldn’t take anymore.

RWBY/NPR: *raises eyebrow*

Cinder: *hugging jaune’s arm* but thanks to jaune we managed to win them, he was just like one of those heroes we see in the movies.

Emerald: *hugging his other arm* yeah, he really was.

Weiss: *sighs* whatever, we don’t have time to deal with this, we’re all dirty and tired so can we just take the bullhead and go back to beacon?

RBY: *groans and nods*

Pyrrha: let's go then, the extraction point is nearby. *walks away*

RWBY/NR: *nods and starts to walk away as well*

Jaune: *sighs in relief* looks like they didn’t suspect anything, thanks for keeping my secret girls.

Emerald: no problem but... *blushing a bit* do you think we deserve a reward for that?

Jaune: *raises eyebrow* you want a reward?

CEM: *nods*

Jaune: well...you did kept my secret like you promise, and you also did a great job answering their questions, you made more than enough to deserve a reward, so don’t worry *smirks* once we get back to beacon i will make sure to give you three loads of reward, is that okay to you?

CEM: *blushes and shudders* yes daddy.

[sparksinthenight]

The Gift of a First Name

Hi guys this is an itty bitty “story” I wrote I hope you like it. It’s heavily influenced by @fialleril‘s Amavikka, but it isn’t that as much as it is just similar themes from it. 

A nameless baby sleeps cradled in my arms. She’s wrapped in a frayed blanket that’s worn thin. The summer sun is mockingly bright, leering down upon us. I’m glad I could find a spot in the smoke-tinted shade behind this wall, its hardness pressing into my back so I could shield her from the shining gold above us all. I couldn’t give the child - my child - much. But I could give her a name. One she could share with the heroes of old, so that she could also share their strength, their resilience, their rebelliousness, their wisdom.

 Of course I could not teach her the stories of their battles, their protests, their magic, their tricks, their victories. I could not teach her of how Diffeya was part of the crew that snuck into the castle of the god-emperor Janvy to act as a distraction so her people could escape into the dessert wilderness where they would not be found. I could not teach her of how Irissitti murdered King Ondonus in his sleep after he demanded she lie in his bed. I could not tell her of how Kayatie and with her brother hid themselves and discovered where the secret medicine of the land owners were kept, and of how they helped their people steal it. I could not tell her of Mercuria and how she fought bravely in battle after battle that kicked the invaders off of her land. I could not tell her these stories. But if I give her a name that is strong and confident, I could give her a piece of the stories.

 I clutch her small, large-eyed form, close to me. She’s no bigger than my forearm and hand together. She’s full of softness and sweetness and vulnerability. Her dark eyelashes just barely catch the light of the afternoon sun. Her wispy black curls brush the edge of her forehead. She’s so small, oh dear Desert. Her small lips are slightly open in an O shape as she sleeps. Peacefully. Soundly. I want to protect her, give her all the peace and safety and happiness she needs. But I can’t. I’m holding the sleeping infant with both arms so I can’t wipe the tears from my eyes, letting them freely fall onto her round cheeks and soft forehead.  “Mercuria Irissitti. Your name is Mercuria Irisitti. My dear sweet darling warrior. You won’t let them kill your fighting spirit.” My tears flow uncontrollably now, and I cannot hold back from sobbing. 

I cannot give her a last name, they’ll take care of that. I can only give her a first name. I hold her close to me with a desperate softness and oh-so gently rock her. They’ll definitely give her a last name that shows how little they value her. That shows that they think of her as theirs. She’ll probably grow up ... like any baby bird in a den of snakes grows up, really. Surrounded by people who don’t love her, don’t value her as a human being, as someone to be loved and not used.  I want her to grow up loved. I want her to love herself. I want her to know she deserves love. 

I doubt she’ll get the chance to love herself. I doubt their hatred won’t internalize somehow or another in her rainstorm-river mind. 

But I know she had the blessing of the warrior mage and of the clever prophetess, and indeed of all the other heroes and of every single member of our people that has lived as bravely as they could under the terrible circumstances they were given. My sweet darling Mercuria Irissitti had the support of all her people, of armies, of millions of mothers and fathers and sisters and brothers. And though she might not know it, though it would not be enough to give her happiness, Mercuria Irissitti would hopefully not lose the spark inside of her heart that could potentially lend glow to the darkest of nights. 

She was a beloved, treasured child of her people. A hero in her own right, like we all were. 

[the-blossica-fan]

Woe, more Personality Swap upon thee ^-^

An-An Lee and Yenisei

Mercuria and Ms. NewBabel

Eternity and Kanjira

Charlie and Blonney

You guys give me lists of characters as if I'm going grocery shopping/aff

An-An Lee with Yenisei's personality is such a calm and peaceful woman with the most savage comments if you bother her.

The hyperactive An-An Lee would return your comments with pettiness, but this An-An Lee would say some things that damn...

"Your job is not even a real job! Ghost hunting? Really?"

"I still win your year salary in a week"

It's more common to hear her speak in Cantonese, as well as her writing. She's still a little bit concerning sometimes, when she doesn't act up when she sees ghosts but instead efficiently and calmly.

"Good work today, now I must rest for a moment"

Yenisei with An-An Lee's personality does NOT fit her face.

A bright, hyperactive Yenisei with a big smile? Whose nightmare is that?

It's easier to find Yenisei swimming or just chilling above water during this period of time. She's just enjoying time in a very exciting way, catching fish with the help of Vila.

Yup, she burns her energy by running around, doing whatever activity that she finds amusing or water-related. It burns her adrenaline and also keeps her busy, so, why not?

She's far more affectionate, since she wouldn't really hug anyone before, unless protecting Bessmert and hand holding with Jiu counts, she rarely touches people. Which is why seeing her with an arm wrapped around Spathodea and a bright smile is so weird.

She's more active at night, a difference from her usual self, more active in the morning.

"Good evening Vertin! Are you ready to go swimming today?! Mm? Oh, don't worry, it's just a little fun!"

Mercuria and Ms. Newbabel is such a crazy concept ngl. You wanna put my baby with this absolutely gorgeous woman's personality?

You got it.

Mercuria's eyes, usually just wandering around, suddenly fixated upon money and prices? Such a crazy concept ain't that right?

Mercuria doesn't really care much for prices or business and such, but if she has such sharp eyesight for the future and divination, she can certainly make a business out of it, can't she?

And well, prices are not cheap...

"If you wish to know about your future, you can come to me. You can always rely on my business."

Thank God she had no fixation for critters because she's making a lot of money from reading people's futures. At least she's making money out of her passion.

Ms. Newbabel with Mercuria's personality, freedom for the critter slaves.

She has such an amazing friendship with the critters and walks around freely through the woods of the wilderness with her two critter companions.

Since she doesn't do divination, she's just walking around with a bunch of critters after her with the most peaceful, totally-doesn't-smoke-weed vibe.

Eternity and Kanjira, the successful business woman and the shameless thief.

Eternity with Kanjira's personality would certainly be a deal. She's a dignified lady, a woman of money who holds herself higher than the rest due to this. To her, money is easy, and business is even more important than companionship.

So, when you see this dignified lady pickpocketing with a mischievous smile, you know right away that she's not herself.

Eternity is mischievous, a trickster by birth, but unfortunately, she's also naive and driven by her own emotions. Not like she shows it or anything, but it's not that hard to confuse her if you know what you're looking for.

Surprisingly, she keeps herself spotless just so she can offer beautiful rocks or distract people before stealing their wallet or any priced possession.

"No, don't look at me. This wallet is just... A similar design to yours. ID? It doesn't have one!"

Kanjira with Eternity's personality would almost be herself but if she had been taught business.

She's a thief, but with Eternity's successful, prideful and tricky personality, she's amazing at business.

Coming from below and using such a thing to trick people for money, such as beautiful things made by herself or things she had stolen before, she's able to buy a significant amount of money.

And commit tax fraud.

Indeed, she's a smart young lady who uses her poor, haggard looks to steal, but in prices. Different to stealing wallets, she'll make you feel robbed by selling you a flower crown for the shocking amount of 55 Sharpodontry.

Oh, but you wouldn't complain to an orphan, would you? With such a haggard look and background, wouldn't you offer those 50 Sharpodontry?

An evil, greedy trickster.

Charlie and Blonney is pretty interesting, considering what you guys have told me to do (I'm building her bond atm), Charlie is a very interesting and sad character. So...

Blonney with Charlie's personality is a mess, something she could have been if only she had been allowed to have her old, human forced personality. Rationality and all.

A shy lady who uses her jacked to cover herself as much as possible to not catch anyone's eyes. You have seen her posters of horror movies? N-no, those are not hers!

Shy, reclusive and antisocial. She wouldn't speak much, nor would she appreciate visits unannounced. She prefers just, staying inside.

When it comes to battle, she's more herself. Smashing the enemies, using her arcane skill to launch monsters at them and destroy them.

Her confidence in battle is frightening. She uses such tactics to scare, creep and to frighten the enemy by using her horror movie addiction and creativity. She's aggressive, putting on a show as she destroys every single enemy.

That laugh she has in one of her lines? She's laughing like that all the way with a scary look in her eyes.

"H-huh? Uhm, these posters? No- no, Nono those aren't mine! These are from, uh, Horropedia!"

Charlie with Blonney's personality? A harsh change.

She would attempt to act naturally, if you know what I mean. Less of a shy or confident circus director and more of a... I suppose an idgaf-er. Which she isn't.

She's pretending to not care, her business are certainly not anyone else's, but it's hard to let go of that shell.

This Charlie is determined, at least. She's confident in her plays and her actions, but with Blonney's doubts and her self-esteem, mixed with Charlie's own doubts, she's just putting on a confident mask.

"Would you lock the door? I'm in the middle of a play. ... No, I don't, I don't care, if you don't have something important to say, leave."

[the-blossica-fan]

Triple Science, funnily enough 😭 (Chemistry, Biology and Physics)

Mercuria gave Matilda and Kanjira one massage and they haven't felt that relaxed in years 🥺

Also, while I'm at it, random height hcs

Kanjira: 4'8

Matilda: 5'6

Mercuria: 5'11

(Special mention: Sotheby: 6'1)

Gosh I truly hate those classes. I'm not good at either 😮‍💨

Though I like Biology I sleep through it, props to you for surviving

Gosh that's so true, especially for Matilda. Girl is 14 and works like an adult member of society. She might get her 8 hours of sleep but girl you ain't getting any stress treatment.

And with Kanjira's style of life, my God girl needed that massage.

They probably melted but in different ways. Kanjira probably just straight up melted under Mercuria's hands and slept like a baby while Matilda tried to argue that she wasn't that stressed and that she slept pretty well (those stiff shoulders and back are not helping your case, Matilda)

Mercuria is really good at what she does, ask the foundation members who haven't received a scolding from Matilda ever since that massage!

Matilda being slightly taller than be takes me out 😭

Aww but yeah Mercuria would be the tallest out of them all, though I bet Kanjira is low-key jealous and wants to be taller as well. Sorry girl, when you're short, you're short.

WHAT SOTHEBY 6'1?! oh Lord she must really take after Mr. Karson