#msteroso

[strebcr]

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Send 👁👄👁 for a shit post edit of your fucking muse!

[clarafell]

​❝ let’s go get a pumpkin frappucino! ❞ - nagisa

SUPER OLD HALLOWEEN SENTENCE STARTERS MEME :  Still Accepting!

↳ @msteroso (so sorry for the lateness!)

❝  First things first... Do you have permission to drink coffee?   ❞         Homura has always preferred the various options that tea always provided her, but... Nagisa knew how to tempt her by offering a sweeter options. She would accept coffee if it was the only option, but she leaned towards tea. But then Nagisa brought her attention to the festive menu at a particularly buzzling cafe.

Autumn is her already favorite season, so the sight of all the autumn-themed options tempt her a lot. Her former self, the one that became forced to dance endlessly with time, never really thought she would get to experience another season. So much has changed for her, but the beauty of autumn still stirs something within her heart. The soothing scent of pumpkins mingles with the sweet aroma of caramel to create a warm atmosphere. Homura wished she could stay in this comforting moment forever. Homura used to think all coffee in the world was bitter when she was really younger, but she eventually learned that coffee came in all sorts of types.

She had a preference for the sweet and warmer drinks. What did surprise is that Nagisa wasn't going to shoot for the cheesecake options. Did she not see those options yet because of all the pumpkin options? Is it possible that she had a refined taste for anything relating back to cheese? ...Was she banned from cheese unless Mami was around? She isn't sure which of her thoughts are correct, but it did slightly amuse her that Nagisa knew about coffee.

❝  Well... Shall we get a little bit of dessert as well?   ❞         Maybe it's a good thing that Mami is not around to see them. She feels a twinge of guilt for wanting something that wasn't made by Mami's skilled hands. It almost felt like cheating, really. Cheating on Mami's baked goodies, that is.

It has been a long, long time since she had the pleasure of being in Mami's home. They were all still... trapped in that wonderful dream, were they not? Being able to remember everything, including the grim memory of what Kyubey had done to her, instantly left a nasty taste in her mouth. She planned to distract herself by enjoying something sweet in their present, peaceful-looking time. The past may try to shackle her back down, but she will try to look to the present. Nagisa looked absolutely excited for the arrival of autumn, so Homura planned to not ruin her joy.

She wants to join her, even if their peace will eventually shatter.

❝  What do you think goes well with a pumpkin frappuccino?   ❞

[primordyalsoul]

offers rei a slice of cheese owo - nagisa

@msteroso || cheesed to meet you

❛❛ ? ❜❜ A crimson eye stares down at the slice of cheese, flickering briefly to the girl's wide-eyed, expectant expression before turning away. ❛❛ I don't want it. ❜❜

Blunt as a dull blade, this steeliness seems far too cold In the the light of Momoe's golden disposition, but the warmth of it burns in its unfamiliarity, scalding the cold flesh of the child unloved. So Ayanami responded, clipped and dismissive, this inept tongue dead meat her mouth, bearing none of the sweetness of pleasantries others learned to sprinkle out long before she did — and yet Momoe persisted. Trailing after Ayanami like a caramel-eyed duckling, striking up conversation like a match and carrying it between her fingers even with Ayanami's lacking replies, even asking around when she couldn't find her on the base. Nary a smile nor a frown tugged on Ayanami's lips whenever in the other's presence, but curiosity itched in the back of her mind at Momoe's interest in talking to someone utterly worthless knowing — more than once plucking a silver strand off her skirt that the other's snowy head must have left behind, staring at it between her fingers before letting it flutter, more than once stealing a glance at caramel-coloured cheesecakes in the bakery windows she passed.

❛❛ You shouldn't waste your snacks on me, Nagisa. ❜❜ She muttered, quiet tone hiding how truly baffled the other made her. ❛❛ Shouldn't you be with Kaji-san ? ❜❜

[moonlightnabi]

FAN MAIL.  LUNA — sent by @msteroso.

quiet . ALE !

[wolfvirago]

@msteroso - from this

All of this felt like a dream. A long, almost forgotten dream. Had she been fighting Wraiths this whole time? What had happened to the Witches they had hunted and died trying to destroy?

Madoka... The girl she had loved like a little sister, laughed with, teased over her crushes, bought ice cream with. To know that Madoka no longer existed at all had broken her heart. Even if she could never quite place the missing person in the quartet, now that hole had a name, a shape, a face.

"Madoka-chan..." The name felt like a prayer now. A whisper of hope, as her dark sea colored gem began to lighten, glistening like sun kissed waters rather than the storm it had been not too long ago. She had overdone it, gave it all to destroy the Wraith pack...

Could Mami, Kyoko and Homura see the goddess? Or were they unable to witness a dying young woman's dream?

"I was supposed to protect you. I'm so sorry." Tears spilled from blue hues, a sob wrenching from the wolf magi as she slowly died. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

[amoriscustos]

❝  𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗶-𝘀𝗮𝗻,  𝘄𝗮𝘀  𝗶𝘁?  ❞  hands  are  balled  up,  fists  resting  on  her  hips,  an  uncharacteristic  coldness  held  in  her  posture;  it's  the  posture  of  a  leader,  venus  and  mina  as  one,  ❝  i  do  appreciate  you  helping  us  earlier,  but..  what  exactly  are  you  doing  here?  ❞

ft. @msteroso // mami tomoe // sc.

[shibemuses]

Peculiar. Well, in all honesty, it was not the strangest way for a magical girl to use their magic. Kyubey could recall in the depths of the hivemind... A strange little girl who had wanted to fly, but not with wings. They had granted the wish for her, but she didn't get very far in flight before losing control.

Tail swishing, nearly knocking papers and pencils off the girl's desk. Kyubey regards Felicia almost coldly, before answering.

"Your wish had nothing to do with speaking to animals or cows. I doubt your abilities as they are would even attract livestock... They're prone to frights."

❝ now don't start givin' me that illogical crap ! ❜❜ irritation sparked in her voice , as felicia burst back a bashful. response , arms crossed &. her brows furrowed. ❝ you seriously can't think n' say that . if you say we can do anythin' with our magic , then i can totally use my magic to talk to a cow . or at least if i can .... but STILL ! I WANNA COMMUNICATE WITH COWS ! ! ! ❜❜

[magnifiking]

"I don't normally entertain so young of a visitor, since wishes aren't usually formed, fully comprehended wishes of one so young. But I can give you cake!"

@msteroso

[bardicheleon]

@msteroso

"...Hey. Am I seeing things or ..."

It could be some unknown magic, but the context of which he knows magic is very little considering he only knows how to power himself up and not much else. Seeing something that looks like a child drawing come to life and wander around...

"You can see them too, right?"

[primordyalsoul]

@msteroso

i like how reclusive and generally unpleasant you are

[clarafell]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ?

the snowdrop fairy

you are resilience personified; no matter the hardships you've faced, you're still standing. you may be somewhat reserved, but your presence gives others hope. have faith in your own ability to survive, you've overcome so much — but be gentle with yourself, too.

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[primordyalsoul]

SEASONAL AESTHETIC

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑.     a chill right down to the bones. tobogganing. teeth chattering. sleeping all day. sitting by the fireplace. spending time with family. layered clothing. seeing another’s breath. loving the cold. a state of inactivity. cold hands. blistering winds shaking the windows. a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them. cable knit socks. a bitter remark. a log cabin in the middle of nowhere. hating the cold.  full length windows to peer out of. pale skin. deep conversations. watching the snow fall. sharp edges. hot cocoa. smelling every candle in the store. a wild snow storm. melancholy. lighting candles around the bathtub. snow globes. expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words. the softest of blankets. liking, but not loving something or someone.

𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.     the smell after it rains. being in control of yourself. a soft breeze blowing your hair. lightning when it strikes. cherry blossoms. bright mornings. the first sign of hope. the relief of finding something you lost.  paris in the spring.  birds chirping. the art of growing. a kiss on the cheek. the clap of thunder. a tornado in the valley. smiling at a stranger. planning. saccharine pinks. making promises. trying something new. hugs when you need them most. a bee sting. sitting on the steps of the met. coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm. picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun. that feeling you get when you put on a good dress. a long hike. rushing when you can take your time. going to the gym, training at ungodly hours. excitement for what’s coming. becoming yourself. rain boots.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.     lanterns lit around a campfire. seeing the sunrise like it’s the first time again and again. melting ice cream. the warmth of sun rays upon skin. fireworks. the feeling of never wanting something to end.  beach days. the lone blow up floaty left in the pool, drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else. music blasting at 3AM, loud and proud. palms trees on sunset boulevard. longer days and shorter nights. wanderlust. nights spent staring at the stars. sand castles. road trips. blood orange sunsets. leaving the laundry to hang outside. flowers in bloom. sneaking out of your room late at night. pure contentment. barefoot in the sand. the street lights coming on. the sound of the ocean in a seashell. freshly squeezed lemonade. loose clothing. a cannonball into the pool. sunflowers. the hazy pink before dusk. relaxation.

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋.   the leaves changing colours. a heavy backpack. the smell of old books. eating until you’re stuffed. deep, dark woods. the silence in loudness ( the loudness in silence ). abandoned houses. ripped jeans. crunching leaves beneath feet. feeling like you’ve been somewhere before. sitting at a bay window. having endless amounts of work. charcoal drawings. screaming into a pillow as loud as you can. pumpkin patches. creaky floorboards. accepting that some things do have to change. museums. small talk. being ignored. procrastinating. a door slamming shut. going to bed early. baking pies. the fear of walking alone in the dark. feeling completely and terribly lost. a twig snapping. crisp, cool days. belly laughter after crying. converse. foggy mornings at the shoreline. writing a daily entry in a journal. a lonely day.

tagged by: no one, i yoinked it >:) tagging: @shoukous , @enshijou , @swynfyr , @kudakenai , @msteroso (nagisa <3) , @trattcria (conan !) , @donutghoul

[clarafell]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ! ! (   season  edition  !   )  

*  repost  ,  don’t  reblog.  bold;  always  applies.  italicise; sometimes  applies.

𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑬𝑹. —  cold  drinks  after  a  long  day  ,  hiking  in  the  woods  just  outside  the  city  ,  swimming  in  a  lake  ,  spontaneous  picnics  ,  the  warmth  of  the  sun  making  you  drowsy  ,  the  buzz  of  insects  flying  by  ,  blooming  wildflowers  ,  the  scent  of  bark  and  leaves  ,  snapping  twigs  in  half  ,  a  blade  of  grass  between  your  teeth,  light  sunburn  on  the  tip  of  your  nose  ,  barking  dogs  ,  rosy  cheeks  ,  children  laughing  in  the  distance  ,  sunflowers  reaching  for  the  sun  ,  fresh  ice  tea  ,  resting  your  head  on  someone’s   lap  ,  warm  yellow  ,  the  sound  of  waves  crashing  .

𝑨𝑼𝑻𝑼𝑴𝑵.  —  cool  breezes  that  feel  just  right  ,  piles  of  leaves  , rust  red  ,  oversized  sweaters  ,  knitted  blankets  ,  pumpkin  spice ,  the  scent  of  freshly  baked  goods  ,  open  windows  letting  the  fresh  air  in  ,  cold  cheeks  and  hands  ,  rain  boots  ,  carving  pumpkins  ,  soft  scarves  ,  a  comforting  embrace  from  an  old  friend  ,  the  scent  right  before  a  storm  ,  wild  mushrooms  ,  ripening  berries  ,  a  cup  of  hot  tea  , purring  cats ,  blueberry  muffins  ,  braided  hair  , wearing  your  partner’s  shirts  ,  an  alarm  pulling  you  from  slumber  ,  burning  candles  .

𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹.  —  the  crackling  of  a  fireplace  ,  hot  chocolate  with  marshmallows  ,  the  smell  of  fresh  cookies  ,  fuzzy  socks  ,  beanies  pulled  over  your  ears ,  a  strong  pot  of  coffee  ,  dark  clouds  gathering  on  the  horizon  ,  the  sound  of  wind  shaking  the  ship house ,  melting  ice  ,  snowflakes  in  your  hair ,  melancholy  afternoons  ,  curling  up  with  a  book  while  the  world  stands  still  ,  cough  drops  on  the  nightstand  ,  excitedly  giving  gifts  ,  long  coats  with  deep  pockets  ,  pale  blues  ,  flour  on  the  tip  of  your  nose  ,  warm  soup  ,  stubble  turning  into  a  beard  ,  the  scent  of  leather  .

𝑺𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮.  —  the  smell  after  it  rains  ,  waking  to  the  sound  of  birds  singing  ,  the  crack  of  thunder  ,  soft  pinks  ,  energy  drinks  or  protein  shakes  ,  the  scent  of  fabric  softener  ,   tidying  up  , the  sweet  taste  of  fresh  fruit  ,  competitive  spark  in  eyes  ,  sand  beneath  your  feet  ,  sweat  on  your  brow  ,  catching  your  breath  after  running  ,  light  green  ,  frosted  cupcakes  ,  electricity  in  the  air  ,  forbidden  kisses  ,  the  sharp  hunger  after  a  work  out  ,  daring  romances  ,  high  ponytails  ,  unexpected  storms  ,  picking  flowers  ,  running  barefoot  in  the  grass ,  iced  coffee  .

---- tagged by: @trattcria (thank you so much!)

tagging: @catncore & @madeimpact & @domina-noctisim & @wolfvirago & @reapinghook & @rosecoloredmuses & @pixieacoco & @shorestar & @s-talking & @distortsverity & @justiica & @conseille & @vampire-tales & @s-ubtlety & @nenegyo & @msteroso & @starsgifted & @shibemuses & @skydragn & @deathdanse & @dnangelic & @theircurse & @dangaer & @duessperare & @donutghoul & anyone else who wants to do it! 💜

[magnifiking]

"Hm...you have the same kind of energy that girl obsess with cheese has...you two aren't related by chance , are you?"

Meeting fans and meeting his subjects were sometimes the same thing. But meeting someone with pink hair was pushing it. Did they dye it?

msteroso

[magnifiking]

“ Does granting people’s wish get tiring for you, Mr. King?” - nagisa :3

"Of course not! Granting wishes is the crux of my existence! though I am no Genie I believe I have done quiete a lot with my wish granting powers! After all I am King Magnficio! the most handsome! kindest! wisest of sorcerers!"

@msteroso