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[standfortheangels]

[MY TIME FOR QUESTIONS HAS COME!!! for milo!! >:DDD it was honestly so hard not to send like…..all the questions for him -w-;;]

4. How easy is it to earn their trust? 5. How easy is it to earn their mistrust? 15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first? 32. Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

A) Why are you excited about this character? E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?

[Uncommon Questions for OCs and their creators]

(Honestly bud I wouldn't stop you, I'm so jazzed to finally have my lil sweetboi on here >w>)

4- How easy is it to earn their trust? Fairly. He kind of gives everyone the same default level of trust, which, is pretty high tbh. There is deeper trust that still needs time to form, but even that, probably happens a little faster than is sensible. But, you know, he's inexperienced, still a little bit naive. Of course, some things he won't trust to others... if his family told him not to. Because there's no-one he could trust more than them.

5- How easy is it to earn their mistrust? The last answer may give this away, but, not very! He still doubts at, I would say, a normal level, but he's the type to try to brush those doubts away. Even in an extreme situation, he wants to believe, and to trust, he often searches for a way to explain it that doesn't mean having to face that. But once he's lost trust in someone. Actually lost it. It... would take a HELL of a lot to change again.

15- How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first? Well, Milo knows that different places and people have their own customs and he is a guest in their spaces, so he's pretty careful, he tries to make sure he's not going to offend them. But, he's also a fairly open book. So if he does stop and think about what to say, it'll be pretty clear- often he'll even sort of run through his thought process out loud~

32- Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke? I think I'd have to play him a lil bit to get the best feel for this, though I'm not sure he'd be great at putting jokes together, and he'd prefer to hear others' stories- which vary based on who he asks- than his own. I think if he tried to tell the same story everywhere he went, he'd get bored of it fairly quickly. My thinking so far is that he'd probably prefer to tell stories about the last place he visited, wherever that happened to be. I mean, even if he's telling people about the next town over, it's all new and exciting to him~

A) Why are you excited about this character? I suppose the biggest reason is, he was the first proper character I ever made and wrote as, and I missed him! A lot in his background and story have changed, but now, he's back- and I think he'll get to have way more fun and more freedom after the reboot than his previous iteration did.

E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you? Hmm... I do love Milo as a character, and as a person if he were real. And if we only met occassionally, as part of something else, I think the answer would be yes from both sides. But I feel like if it were a few hours focused on each other, he'd tire me out, and he'd either not know what to do or try too hard to help and not want to leave? And if he visited too often, I'd run out of stories and, not have enough of a life to make new ones fast enough to keep up, and he'd just be awkwardly trying to engage some other way, not really knowing what to say or do. So yeah, if we imagine more of like 'my child/nephew/neice's friend who comes over after school or at weekends sometimes, great, awesome! But actual one-on-one direct friends probably wouldn't work, though it wouldn't be us disliking each other or anything.

[standfortheangels]

That face- Mike couldn't read minds, but he knew he'd gotten under Brandon's skin with that one, so to speak. With a little more of a devious smirk, though he did keep his volume low, he replied, "What? There aren't any guests around here~" But it had been a fair point. As much as he was enjoying the flirting, he supposed he did have to concede this one and let Brandon stay a little more professional. At least, for now. "Alright, alright, I'll stop." he said with a quiet chuckle.

Uh-oh though. That face and this pause sent a little jolt through him that he tried to keep hidden. Though clearly Brandon had his own thoughts going on right now. Hopefully that would make it harder to notice that slight change in his stance, his expression maybe. It was just a little, pulse, really. A split second of regret at first- this might have been too short notice, of course it would be, Brandon's always working. Though, he does a fair amount of shifts that are short-notice too, filling in for co-workers and such, so, as long as he'd gotten here first, then maybe he wasn't asking Brandon to abandon some previous commitment.

He primed himself to speak, to tell him that of course, he'd understand, just in case. After all, he could never be mad or disappointed by that. Mike wouldn't even have to say that for Brandon to know it, and of course he was plenty capable of doing his job flying solo. There'd be no harm done at all if they didn't go together. But still. The idea had already burrowed itself into his mind, then built a little nest there and decorated it with all sorts of sweet ideas~ It was difficult not to overthink it in those couple of seconds of quiet.

Thankfully though, right as he was readying the speech switch, Brandon's answer sent the full grin beaming again. Seems no-one had dumped another shift on him so far

"Ah- nooo, I see what you're doing there." Mike playfully warned, standing upright again as he sort of pointed and waggled the flyer at him, scolding finger style. "You're not getting past me to be all, 'dignified gentleman' on me. I see your game." In truth, it wasn't like said game was doing any harm. It wasn't offensive to want to show your boyfriend a good time, and really, he didn't mind being treated. But half- or some of the fun at least- was in the competition~

"Well, joke's on you, because this is technically a business expense~ So, checkmate." He smirked again, tucking the flyer back into his pocket. That'd prevent any chivalrous tricks. "Besides." He leaned on the counter once again, and flashed Brandon a knowing smile. "You might end up like another teacher in there. And people don't pay to be teachers."

standfortheangels

It was always surprising to hear when Brandon was so positive about Mike’s work- not because he expected differently from Brandon, but because Brandon’s acceptance was a rare gem amongst the chaos of those other occasions. Mike glanced away, almost blushing. “Yeah, well~ you have a point there~”

His smile returned as bright as ever as he finished off his plan and waited for Brandon to answer. And he stifled a joyous gasp at those conclusive words~ The teasing question that followed though, now that was something to raise a brow at.

“I know that..” He replied somewhat anxiously, volume dropping now as he looked back at Brandon with a twinkle in his eye. “I don’t know, I think being over the shoulder of a cute, strong guy like you might be something I can interested in~ even if it is a, flying visit.” He winked , then laughed a little, unable to hold a straight face any longer- not that he’d really stopped smiling to begin with.

“So, should I go ahead and book us a class for tonight? That is, if you don’t have plans or anything.”

Seeing Mike glancing away for a second just got this smile stretching a little wider, one side turning up slightly more. It was maybe the thing Brandon liked most between them, the sense of honest acceptance. It’s not surprising how difficult it is to find that for either of them. At least, for their full lives that is. He was always so grateful to be able to be so open with Mike, and hoped he knew he could do the same with him.

The almost gasp got a contained chuckle from him, watching him with fond amusement. He really hopes that Sir doesn’t stop by here. That’d really put a damper on their conversation. And Brandon quite likes Mike’s energy.

Even when it sometimes has him saying things like that. Brandon tried biting the inside of his cheek to keep from grinning to much, eyes rolling up in response. "You know I’m still at work right now, right?” That’s just his way of trying not to show the slight flustered feeling he got. Cause that grin isn’t leaving one bit.

“Oh it’s tonight?” No he’s not scheduled for any shifts or anything really tonight. But he’s almost always called back in on nights for the dinner shifts. No doubt that’d happen today also. Still, looking at Mike, he really wanted to do this with him. And all of him felt bad that it was still such a tug of war between work and any other activity still.

In the end, “No I don’t have anything else tonight.” Brandon assured. “If you could book it that’d be great. Is there any fee for it?” He wondered, intended on paying for the both of them without a second thought. Then again, he’d probably have to be there during the booking to do that.

[stardusthalos]

"DUKE!! Which of us do you like more??" Twins asking the hard questions. "Be honest!!"

The youngest of the fox family's ears go back, eyes widening as he looks between the twins frantically, tail swishing anxiously behind him, "I-why do you want me to choose? What if I can't? What if I don't want to?" the poor boy, his voice cracks as he keeps looking between them, face getting a little red with anxious frustration, "I like you both a lot!! I can't choose! Please don't make me!"

[illicreatxm]

send 📘 for a facebook status about your muse [Obed and Bilen!]

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[astrologicallyperfect]

🎼- Your muse finds mine asleep after listening to some soft music (for Kory and habbie please~)

naptime!! [accepting] || @a-simple-rper

Kory just got back from sparring with Chris and there was only one, one, thought on his mind and that was cuddling with his girlfriend. Since everything went down with Chia, he only had one thought when he wasn’t busy with Chris and his Meister work and that was Gabbie. Kory got so close to losing her once and he wasn’t going to do that ever again. He was grateful that Gabbie’s mom just kinda let him in to her home. Walking down the hall to her room he stopped at the door, hearing the soft lull of some opera aria he didn’t know and confused him. A frown pulled at the sides of his lips at the thought she might be busy, but then he realized and didn’t care and opened her door. 

His heart softened at what he saw when he opened the door, lips pulling into the brightest smile. Gabbie was asleep, stuffed animal pulled to her chest, body curled up against itself. Her breathing was light and she just looked so content. So gentle and sweet and lovable. Closing the door as quietly as he could so he didn’t wake her, he sat down on the bed next to her sleeping form. Kory’s hand moved slowly to rub her side, stopping once she started to shift. The last thing he wanted to do was wake her up. Moving down to kiss her forehead, Kory pulled out his phone. He’d just wait here until Gabbie woke up. She deserved some sleep.

[lxgacies]

@a-simple-rper​ liked to meet... janine

“Hey, guys! Oh my gosh, it’s reached that time of the week! The fashion police has arrived and we are totally gonna go cure people of their poor fashion sense.”

Phone held up to get the perfect angle as she vlogged, Janine had an almost perfect smile on her face as she walked down the street. Live streaming her fashion critiquing events had become somewhat of a hobby, and now as thousands of fans tuned in to watch it had become more of a profession than anything.

She didn’t realise someone was walking in her direction (she was too busy looking good for the camera) until the person bumped right into her, making her stumble. “Hey! Watch where you’re—” She stopped short at the sight of the person, a grin growing on her face.

First victim? Spotted.

[sxpersquad]

Bilen tried to ignore it, push it down and distract himself with other thoughts. But the longer that woman hung around Ezra the more often his eyes would flick over and subtly watch. She liked Ezra he didn't need a mind reading power to know. Playful gestures and touches. It made his chest feel hot. Bilen went to call over to Ezra, but stopped himself. Should he? He's just talking. Is it a jerk move? Bilen doesn't know. So instead of doing anything he sat and stewed, looking away but listened.

Can You Believe This Guy’s Hitting on Me? || @a-simple-rper

Flirting isn’t Ezra’s strong suit, not doing it nor being on the receiving end of it. This girl’s hands were all over his arms and he did not appreciate it. Swallowing thickly, Ezra let out an awkward chuckle before stepping back a little.

“You know, I think you and I are really hitting it off,” She giggled, swaying back and forth in front of him. “So what do you say about going on a date with me?”

“Um you know,” Ezra cleared his throat, trying to look over at Bilen. Great. Bilen wasn’t even looking his way. Ah, porco dio. With a bite of his lip Ezra looked back at the girl in front of him. “I. I’m not interested, I’m sorry.”

“Wait, what-”

“Look I’m supposed to be with my friend right now and I don’t want to keep him waiting so, if you would like to talk to me about, literally anything else you know where to find me. Okay. Bye now.” Ezra practically bolted away from this girl before she could say anything else. With a sigh Ezra walked back to Bilen, a hand clenched against his chest. “I’m so sorry for that. I shouldn’t have stayed and talked to her but, um. Are. Are you okay?”

[aubainmary]

@a-simple-rper & @thegallantspirit

Dear Vicky and Ashwin,

Congratulations on your wedding! I couldn’t let the day go by without two small gifts. So for starters, I found this adorable cacti arrangement. Which is a little strange for a wedding gift, I know, but your love is as eternal as the life of a cactus! Just as colourful as these ones too. And I baked a small cake, though you might not be in the mood for it after your wedding cake. But you could freeze it if you want to, I made sure to use ingredients that’ll hold up in a freezer. Many happy years to you!

Big hug,

Mary

[cordiibus]

( @a-simple-rper ) liked for a starter !

hyper fixated on the piece he was doing, blasting music into his ears, there was no certainty that he would notice the other coming along. they could be robbing him of his belongs, still he wouldn’t notice a single thing. damien continued to spray paint on his large building canvas. lost in the colors that his music created in his mind and transferring them onto this wall. however long the person stayed was up to them. though it wouldn’t be too long since his music stopped abruptly as his phone died. thats when all his movements stopped, minus the rocking movement he had. it was quieter for him, and thats when he noticed the other.

“… hey, wassup ? ” he spoked, smiling because it was the polite thing to do.

[hopedreaminq]

@a-simple-rper

     Having the TV on in the background made Aimi feel less alone in the empty home, but really she was only interested in fixing her foster father’s wristwatch. Tiny intricate pieces were scattered across the glass table, of which she handled carefully yet speedily. All her focus was on her task at hand until she picked up some of the words they had been saying on the news. “Cannibalism”, “zombies”, “attacks”, “undead”. Her head perks up to listen to the reports, and they quickly send a chill down her spine. This must be some joke right? How could something like this happen? And where was her pizza--

     A banging at the door and frantic yelling. Aimi rushed to the front door and looked through the peephole to see a very frightened pizza delivery boy, with strange, slow-moving figures trailing behind him. Thinking back to the news reports, Aimi swung the door open and pulled him inside. After slamming it shut, she locked the door and turned to the other.

     “What’s happening?! Are you okay?! Is the pizza okay?? What do we do??!”

[mxssjacksxn-blog]

"Truth!" What is your biggest regret?

Lie Detector Time!|| @a-simple-rper

“I don’t have a lot of regrets.” No shock. Nothing. Amber sat there, lips pursed into a fine line. “What? Did you expect me to say I regret murdering that asshole? No. He had it coming. Do I regret how much of a sociopath it made me? Absolutely.” Again. No shock. “Doing it drove me crazy, I kept wanting to kill people. I don’t regret killing a man but I regret the person I became because of it.” Believe her, when Amber says don’t mess with her she’s not doing it to be edgy. She’s saying it because she still has that itch to kill.

[standfortheangels]

I'm thinking A2 for Mia~ <3

(Outfit Meme Here)

Okay, this one I am genuinely super proud of~ >w>

TA-DAAA~

I went with like a cute sticker look for this one! Even made a transparent version too (which I hope works)

I have GOT to do more of these sometime.

[stardusthalos]

"Hey, Ru, be honest. You need to just vent about anything?" Ro asking in support

The fox fae sighs, rubbing an arm as she seems to be lost in deep thought for a moment, "Not all the time but...yeah. I think I do.

"It's just like...I dunno. Am I doing all this right? Like clearly I'm not the only one taking care of Duke and Gen or any of the others - they're all old enough, y'know that whole deal. But am I doing it right? It feels like I'm just playing at being a 'leader' and making sure none of them get hurt again sometimes. Like I've built up this bubble and it's only a matter of time before it pops.

"Every time I see Duke playing with the twins or the others able to just go out and exist I get this squeeze in my chest telling me it's not gonna last. That we're gonna get found or someone's gonna get hurt and it just...it makes me want to hold on tighter, keep things safer. Keep the kids closer. But I know the tighter I hold on the more I'm gonna get like...Him. And they don't deserve that. Not after everything they went through. I fought hard for their freedom to be who they are, to be themselves without fear, and I'm never letting that be taken away again. Not even by me.

"But every day I wake up and I see this place we've made for ourselves and I'm still just...wondering." She's quiet for a moment before clearing her throat and letting out a weak laugh, "That's not a real cash money girlboss moment, though, is it?"

[illicreatxm]

📸 for an instagram post for Rachel

catch me on socials!! || accepting!! || @thegallantspirit (feat. @a-simple-rper )

[astrologicallyperfect]

B2 for Gabbie please!

Drawing Memes [Accepting] || @a-simple-rper

not her usual fit but she looking cute as hell

[bengalisms]

— ❋ @a-simple-rper ;; ➤

       ❝ Why am I like this? ❞ He grunts out the words in playful frustration. Dramatically, the teen throws his head down on the table, his forehead smacking the wooden surface hard enough to make the glasses of water tremble a little bit. Hair fans out around him, hands tucked under the table. 

         He can’t seem to focus on his homework. Nor can he grasp some of the concepts despite  Vicky having explained it to him about a dozen times. He lets out a long, grunted whine. He’s frustrated for certain, but not in a way that makes him angry –– just in a very honest, and relatively disheartened kind of way.

          ❝ This sucks, ❞ he mumbles into the table.