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Steve laughs softly. Rogue is right. Steve’s always said that whatever mysterious they people conjure up for their sayings is bullshit, because the mysterious they probably didn’t say those things in the first place. He crosses his arms over his chest and nods. “I know.” And he hates it, but there’s not much they can do about it except try to prevent it. Steve plans to try and prevent it, that’s for damn sure, but he isn’t quite sure how he’s going to go about it. Yet. “But we’ve got to do something. We can’t just sit here.” What that something is, he has no clue. But he can’t sit around and watch it happen.
@notefinal said: “ They say the devil that you know is better than the devil that you don’t. ”
"Y'know, someday I'd like to meet this they. Seems they've got everythin' all nice and figured out. Everyone's always quotin' them when they want ya t'shut up an' go along."
Rogue's got her hands on her hips, ready for a longer argument. Not braced for a fight. Because this won't become one. She's holding fast to that.
"This ain't right, Steve. You know that well as I do."
꒰১ ✦ : ˚ʚ 【 @gildedsplendors 】 ɞ˚ : ✦ ໒꒱
╰ ꒰১ cont. from 「 X 」
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝑷𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒚, a meeting like this would have been a dream come true. Not many people would have ever gotten the chance to even see the famous MISS ROBIN; let alone talk to her face to face. Had such a meeting happened in any other occasion, he would have been HAPPY ! He had always been a big fan of the Halovian singer and her music and he always WOULD be.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYeahㅤ—ㅤyou don't look so WELL, Miss Robin ! I don't think being sleepy would help with your practice very muchㅤ—ㅤor your WELLBEING !ㅤ❜
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe child speaks; the look on his face showing that he knew FIRSTHAND about what fatigue does to a person. Heㅤ—ㅤmay or may not have fallen asleep on the clock a few times. But he still got his WORK done !
A text message he sent me some time in 2016. I saved it in my notes as I switched phones in early 2017. I saved it at the time because it gave me hope that we would date again.
Old habits
I make it easy to hurt me. I make it even easier to excuse it.
They told me to take a chill pill X3
fish-with-a-pipe
{ 魚 }
“Uh. No thanks,” came her blunt reply, glancing around the shop briefly. “I’m just here for my friends. Tohru and Yuki. They here?” There was no way Arisa was wearing anything from this kind of shop, thanks.
✿— “Don’t be like that, I’m sure we could find something! After all-- never say never! The tsundere look is really in this season anyways!” She pauses at the mention of Tohru and Yuki, blinking before clapping her hands together. “Oh! Yes! They told me to let you know that they were stopping by the store to get some things for supper tonight.”
stubbornasstantei
“Yeah, well, I’m grown where it counts.”
✿— Mine is, admittedly, amused by the response and gives a small chuckle before offering a smile. “Well, I’ll give you points for effort at the very least! Is there something I can help you with?”
vixexe
“Y’know, I get that a lot – it’s hard to live with such young, boyish looks. I’m far older than I look…but, that’s a secret – between us, okay? ”
✿— “Well you know what they say--- simply means that you’ll just age better than most. I confess I’m rather jealous, I can hope to not age too quickly.” She mused aloud, toting a basket of fabric over to the nearest table before setting it down. “Not that it’ll stop me from dressing up, mind you. Something I can help you with?”
arachnophxbia
After a few minutes of observing the woman clad in a servant’s garb, Arachne decided to reveal herself in a swift and sudden gesture, practically swooping into corporeal form behind her.
“ You’re not one of my servants, are you….? ” Surely the young woman was indeed lost - but from whence could she have come to end up here….?
✿— There’s a startled squeak as Mine hears the other, quickly turning on heel and having to clutch at her own chest to make sure her heart hadn’t lept out of her chest. Where on Earth had this woman even COME from? “I-I beg your pardon? I--- I don’t believe so!” She quickly adjusts her glasses, before wringing her hands in front of her. “I would have remembered an outfit such as yours!”
Of course Chris had attitude. He was a professional male model just like his boyfriend Brad. If there was a problem here officer, it wasn’t his. What was up with this pullover business anyway? Chris didn’t even have on a shirt.
Blue eyes peeked up at Deacon through her dark hair as Lucette considered her choice. The last time she talked to Uncle about her...headaches and the voice, he started to act a bit strange and secretive, telling her that if it happened again or got worse to go to him. So she wouldn’t be doing anything wrong, but...
“Are you certain that he isn’t busy with other business? I really do not want to disturb him with my unwanted problems.” She asks, holding onto Deacon’s hand tightly so she wouldn’t fall. Others would find the coldness of the clockwork’s hand startling but she found comfort in the chill. It grounded her, in a way. “I do believe it would be smart to inform Uncle about this but...”
She did not know why she stopped but she did anyway. But what? But her foolish pride? But she was still angry? She wasn’t. Her anger has evaporated into thin air long ago. But that doesn’t mean Kane’s own did.
“You are right, Deacon but still, I..” She tried again but still, something was stopping her.
@kingarise
Lucette lets a short laugh at Deacon’s words of Kane’s unpredictability, but then stops when he talks about Kane caring. She of course knew that her Uncle cared about her, she would not be here if he did not, but it never truly occurred to her that how much it showed. She had always assumed that whenever Kane shown displeasure or anger with her that it was a sign of him getting tired of her.
“You…you are right, Deacon. I should have thought more deeply about Uncle’s reactions and behaviors. He is not a simple…clockwork man.” She quietly admits, a sense of shame creeping up her arms. She raises a single black eyebrow when Deacon suggested that she have an honest conversation with her Uncle after they had an argument but she then realizes her mistake and mentally smacks herself, her expression shifting into one of embarrassment. Of course after an argument, especially now that they both had some space from each other. Though it would probably be best to save it until tonight or early tomorrow before lessons. Just in case.
“You’re right, Deacon. Maybe it is time that Uncle and I have a true discussion like adults rather than yelling at each other like children. It may not change his stance on the matter but…maybe it would help him realize that I am not withholding my approval out of spite or for Teach. I am just waiting for the right prince or noble to woo me off my feet and for him to be worthy of Valencia and her people. I am certain that Uncle wouldn’t like some inexperienced fool to have some control of Valencia, no?” She asks, a sly gin blooming upon her lips with her rising mood. Only to sour again when she felt her stirring about and getting ready to say something. Before Deacon’s progress could be ruined, she threw her back into the cage and turned her attention once more on Deacon, making sure to wipe away any trace of discomfort or annoyance from her face.
“I do not think any of us would appreciate an unsuitable heir. It is already enough that-” Deacon stops himself from trailing any further, not meaning to imply what he is thinking. He corrects himself and stands taller, taking a small note of Lucette’s facial expressions. He usually pays close attention to body language, and has noticed she’s been struggling this whole session.
“It seems that the argument must be affecting you greatly, or there is something else at hand.” He leans further to get a better look at her face. “Is something the matter, your highness?”
Lucette was, unfortunately, already in a bad mood. The voice had been more and more active lately, barely giving her any time to rest, causing her to snap at people and clockworks more easily. Her uncle had sent her out to go “gain some maintenance of her mood” in her gardens, only worsening her already sour mood and now she has to deal with this malfunctioning sack of bolts and wires who has the audacity to sass her!
“How about you pry open gaping mouths you call eyeholes and watch where you’re going, babysitter?” She spat out rudely, quickly rising from her crumpled heap to stare down at the useless wind up doll.
@kingarise Requested a starter from Talia))
Talia had just returned from a trip with Rooke. Kane described it as assigned missions. She knew she was just a babysitter at this point. She was ignorantly walking without looking where she was going, her focus is on her notes she had taken about her trip.
She didn’t react much when she bumped into poor Lucette in the halls of the main castle, knocking her over.
Talia moved her notes down to look down at the princess. She really hasn’t seen Lucette much apart from being stuck with her a few times in the same meetings and didn’t really care to see more of her anyway.
She was like that with everyone.
She lifted her hat and placed her notes under it before placing it back on.
“Watch where you’re going, Princess.”
That makes me so happy since I worry some of my designs don't match my OC's personality 😭
Since I made an edit of a sprite of Oscar in the BSD:Mayoi art style (cutely hands him over)
I am going to make more edits like that since I had a lot of fun with it for more of his outfits lol
AAAAAHHHHHHHHH, I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!
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“No one’s ever bowed back before… thank you.”
@neptunestoast - blob
@lea-heartscxiv, ¿pueden ser Ainosuke y Tadashi más gays? ¿Pueden?
hi! i wanted to come say i love your art, it's so good!!
AAA THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭 huge fan of your URL btw
*Dinner at Hogwarts*
Remus: You know James you’re turning into your mother
Peter: He’s right
James: What no i’m not- Sirius eat your veggies then you can have dessert
Remus:
Peter:
Sirius:
James: Oh Good Godric I AM MY MOTHER