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ﾟ 〢    ✕    //      𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃     ⸻       //       ⌜  @avvem​  ⌟        asked   :

... Mr. Krüger, I brought you an ice-cream. :'^)

❛    ℎ𝑚   … ?    ❜     𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆 ,   eye on the treat before him  /  cold,  deformed  /  melted in the time it must have taken to get here.     He sits,   silent ;   expression frozen on the gesture.   A flash over the hand  /  small,  delicate,  squealing ecstasy.   (   no,  it’s  melting !  )    another hands reaches out ,  from his own body    (   eat it fast,  faye⸻⸺—                   try some too,  eren  ) .   He blinks.   His hand mimicked the memory,  and he draws it only over the side of the cone,  where a drop was sliding off its side.       ❛     …  I’m not very hungry.   ❜     He tells him,  curling a finger up to catch a snow - white trickle of it.   He brings a taste of it to his lips ,  a slight acceptance ,  but he can’t bring himself to accept any more.        ❛     But thank you,   Falco.    You should enjoy it yourself before it melts.   ❜

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' Are you alright ? ' :''^)

Was she alright?

The words sunk into her bones and made her ache even more than she was for a moment. She wasn’t some scaredy-cat, and most of all, she wasn’t weak. The fact Falco had even managed to overcome her during their training was enough to set her off. Instead of being grateful for the concern, she shrugged it off as she rose to her feet. She opened her mouth, venom in her words as she finally responded.

“I’m fine. Why does it matter to you? Let’s just get on with this. That was pure luck, and I wasn’t even paying attention.” Brushing off her knees, she curled her hands into fists, returning to the stance she was in before. “I won’t go easy on you this time.”

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Mr. Zeke, I had some of that wine so please ... don't scream ? :^/

⍀ ﾟ 〢 ｡      ⸻                ⌜  @avvem​  ⌟ 

                                    ❛     mmMMMmMMMHMm——   i'll think about it .    ❜

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*wheezes* This a just a WIP atm. 

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tagged by: me. I MADE THIS BOOYA a while ago

tagging:  @avvem lmao, @redactedx   @lostxinxblue   @braunr   @ukubi

ASHLEY TOLIVER lines PT. 1

(from her book Spectra)

bold the ones that apply to your muse, italicize the ones that your muse directs at someone else. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG

CHARACTER: VERA TYBUR

KINESIS

all bird-legged creatures fear the same distance,   it is instinct that pulls them to standing.   their bodies like sea glass,   measuring height with our hands,   To a child, the globe is cross-hatched dark blue,   Mathematics form a tent frame.   a sunrise is one kind of blood, oxidizing.   Land is metastasizing, spilling open, and sinking.   I say I am speaking in present tense but all scientists say we are watching an ocean, growing at staggering speeds.   you are a clear pool where light plays.   an island orbiting a large body.   The thing we feared most in the fires was logic,   We watched the flames leap from the field to the trees to the house in succession.   familiar, close in its grammar,   most of us stayed inside.   firefighters are made out of paper.   birch-soaked memoirs.   lungs like parachutes,   spit up sap oil.   Our urgency comes because we are too upright,   We are possessed by margins.   the mother who drowned her three boys,   she stopped first to undress them.   perfecting a displacement of water,   plumbing a violent kinesis.   It was late, on the pier, where one witness remembered:   I saw a woman sitting on a bench gazing at the water,   occasionally looking from side to side as if she was waiting for someone.

KING

When the battle is over, I drag your body through cool blue water.   Your blood is diesel on the surface,   birds dive in and out.   At the end of your arms the battering rams are quiet.   Underwater they dream,   dream splintered wood.   The continent is still,   but all the shades of gold remember you:   poppy, stone,   stars and arches,   certain roots and windows,   the whole earth in an early stretch of dusk,   mirror, fire   they shake, they shake.

HOUSEKEEPING

Under enormous strictures,   hinges, becomes a fold.   Underneath the canopy,   I dressed in white,   like stitches were anathema to waking.   A hush at the collar,   makes binding notes.   You smear the water.   Past the pointed periphery,   out past the lake,   I stand up straight like a clasp,   catching favor.   In the daytime, nothing lingers.   Pull all the maps inside.

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MUSE SURVEY: BATTLE EDITION

repost, do not reblog! bold what consistently applies. italicize situational, not always.

DOES YOUR MUSE, WHILE FIGHTING …

fight honourably  /  fight dirty  /  prefer close-quarters / prefer range  /  chat during  /  go silent /  low pain tolerance  /  high pain tolerance  /  attack in bursts  /  attack steadily  /  go for the kill  /  aim to disarm  /  fight defensively  /  strike first /  provoke easily  /   provoke their opponent  /  tease /  get visibly frustrated  /  shout while attacking  /  use strategy  / focus on their battle /  experience conflicting thoughts during battle  / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting /  fight wildly /  fight calmly apathetically  / fight with anger / fight with excitement /  fight because they have to  /  fight because they want to  /  fight without regard to wounds /  run away when wounded  / hide wounds  /  take a blow to protect another /   prefer a blade  /  prefer a gun  / prefer a bow /  prefer a shield  /  prefer a spear naginata  /  prefer a personalized weapon  / prefer magic or spells  /   prefer brawling  / their greatest weakness is physical /  their greatest weakness is mental  / their greatest weakness is emotional /  transform for battle  / fight as they appear /  rely on strength  /  rely on speed / use everything they have /  hide their full potential /  exhaust quickly  /  high stamina /  doubt their strength  /  proceed with caution  /   behave arrogantly  /  brag after landing a hit  /  belittle their abilities  / use psychological tactics / use brute strength /  avoid civilians  /  strike down civilians  / damage surroundings  / avoid damaging surroundings  / signature fighting style / making it up as they go /  mastered skillset / learning their skillset / fancy footwork /  sloppy footwork /  messy fighter / elegant fighter / accept defeat / refuse defeat  / beg for mercy / compliment their opponent /  insult their opponent  /  use unnecessary movements ( flips, twirls ) / move efficiently  /  barely move /  prefer to dodge / prefer to block /  defend their blindside / has no blindside  /  use all available advantages ( ex; use a gun but also throw punches, kick out while blades clash, etc. )  /  strictly use one main method  / play around  /  hold back  /  fight ruthlessly  / show mercy /  wait for opponent to be ready  / strike when opponent isn’t ready  / fear death  /  fear pain  / fear killing /  has PTSD  / avoid fighting / has lost a fight / has won a fight  / has killed / refuses to kill / want to die standing  /  would succumb slowly.

tagged by: @blutkrone​ tagging:  @erleidn​, @xercpaths​ / @beastofeldia​, @hanjithenewcommander​, @wolfstillhasclaws​, @visactoris​, @wutleid​, @avvem​ (and feel free to ignore this if you’ve already been tagged !! if you’re multi-muse, whoever you want is fine by me c:)

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Some character sketches from today of my oc Avvem, a High Elf Royal Gaurd, who also happens to be a werewolf. He will appear in my novel in process Bards Quest :)