@chxmpionofjustice replied to your post: "Mamo-chan, you understand what I mean right?"
... He has the right to remain silent.
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"It seems my wife and my daughter are bickering, who am I to stop them, they're cute."
[ @chxmpionofjustice && @chxmpionofthefuture ]
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❝ ↪ @chxmpionofjustice requested a starter !!
" Baka Usagi ~ ! " he's managed to sneak behind her, looking over to see what task she might have been working on. ( Writing, again? ) He's noticed. How focused she's been, making sure to get another letter out to....who? Some boy? The teasing practically wrote itself as he sticks his tongue out and moves back.
" Mom mentioned we're going to be on our own tonight, that doesn't mean you can eat my snacks! "
. . .there's that familiar sounding sigh in response.
She's not bickering back the way he's used to, despite the comebacks fully prepped and loaded to respond with - nothing. Come to think of it - did she ever get anything back? Is that why she seemed so down? It's not as fun when she's so depressed.
" . . .fine, I guess you can have two cookies but no more! "
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Which creature are you within the Enchanted Forest?
Giant,
While you were never exiled from the kingdom, you left it with hardly any other choice. You’re a bit different from everyone around you. The lens you look through is softer, more contemplative. While those around you run about, you like to walk a little slower. Study the world. Lend a hand. You know you’re a bit odd. Maybe not how exactly, but you know. People can clam up around you and while you want to soothe their anxiety you also feel no pressure to change. After all, you’d never ask anyone else to. But with corruption spreading rampantly in a once seemingly just court and your oddball nature, the kingdom turns its back on you. Different is deemed dangerous. Those closest to you recommend you leave for your own safety even though you could easily defend yourself. But for their peace of mind, you do.
You enter the Enchanted Forest with a reverence for it. It’s so much more than the mere protection it provides for you. You hope to find a purpose here. To help others, to help yourself. With your quiet strength, keen observation, and warm nature, you navigate the forest with ease. It works with you, rather than questions you. Upon reaching the opposite side, you are introduced to the Giants, who recognize you as one of their own. A gentle people, they use their wisdom and strength to protect the forest.
Despite their imposing size, the Giants more often than not disarm intruders with their compassion and unique insight. Understanding becomes your greatest weapon as you help unite the peoples of both kingdoms once the corrupted kingdom is overthrown. After the war, you become a guide for the forest. Preserving its beauty and sharing it with all those who seek to explore it. You have found where you belong. Everywhere, just as you are.
tagged by: @universestreasures ( thank you rari!! )
tagging: @strifeblade & @chxmpionofjustice & @ofhardknoxxx & @thuganomxcs & @electricea & @blossomingbellflower & @holified & @nibelfist & @jigokudo & anyone else that wants to tbh!! :3
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why did the author kill you off?
Morals=Mortality. Every story has themes, with lessons within those themes. Your death was in service of one (or more) of these, your life made forfeit in favour of imparting wisdom... or what the author presented as wisdom. Were you too kind? Too trusting? Too forgiving? Did a cruel author kill you to prove that happy endings do not exist? Or were you too proud to ask for help? Too angry to let the past go? Did the author hold a mirror up to the protagonist, showing them your death where the reflection was supposed to go? On one hand, your death is pitiable, for it does not belong to you. On the other, you have been granted a gift many spend their whole lives searching for: A purpose. May you find comfort and truth within the circumstances of your demise (and may we all).
crimed from: @godkilller
do a crime: @thuganomxcs & @strifeblade & @chxmpionofjustice & @universestreasures ( for aichi ) & @demon-slayer-kaiden & @blossomingbellflower & @feudalfell & @jigokudo + whoever else wants to!!
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@chxmpionofjustice - rei hino : she'll love you or hate you with the passion of 1000 suns .
OH , ISN'T IT A BLESSING SHE LOVES USAGI !! haha, there's no in-between with her .
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@chxmpionofjustice asked: Favourite trope? Least favourite trope? Are there certain characters that you gravitate towards? What about your muse are you most proud of?
♞✧° ┊┊ PROMPTED // Not Accepting!
Favourite trope?
Answered here!
Least favourite trope?
Funnily enough, the Zombie Apocalypse trope used to be my jam back in the day, but at this point it has become really, really stale for me. I think what really made me like it back in the day was because of all the potential angst. But looking at it now, that is about everything that trope has. And if that is everything a trope has, it’s not interesting to me anymore. In a world where society has fallen and you’re constantly on run from human-eating zombies and you don’t know if you’re going to live to see another day or not, even if there are small moments of peace, you just know that shit is going to go hit the fan eventually. I love angst as much as the next person, but in plots like this it feels like it’s unavoidable and you have to include character deaths. Sure, you don’t have to include it in the story, but then that takes away like half the excitement from a trope like that because you know that nothing life-threatening will really happen to the characters. Basically, it’s very difficult for me to feel satisfied with a plot like that. If I’m going to write any post-apocalypse plots, I would prefer if they’re inspired by Fallout or something like that instead because those universes feel far more ‘stable’ and interesting, and doesn’t have to rely on constant angst. Maybe I’m wrong about the zombie trope, but I’m mostly just going by my own experiences with it. I’m sure there are plots that in that trope that aren’t relying on angst.
Are there certain characters that you gravitate towards?
I’ve started to see a pattern where my subconscious is trying to compensate for my own lack of confidence by gravitating towards characters that has a lot of it SDFHSDJHF Looking back at it, out of all of my ‘main’ muses I’ve ever had throughout the years, maybe one of them ( even though they aren’t exactly lacking it ) isn’t directly fitting into the “character with high confidence”-type. Weird how it took me this long to see the pattern, though.
What about your muse are you most proud of?
I don’t know. I just know that I feel proud whenever I finish writing a headcanon I’ve been meaning to finish for a while. To be fair though, by that logic that feeling could be applied to any of my muses and not just Sebastian. But he’s the only one whose portrayal I’ve put that much time and effort into ever, so I guess maybe says a little about how much I do care about him as a muse. I’m not proud of everything I do for him, but there are some things here and there that I am, and I can’t say that one thing is making me more proud than another.
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@chxmpionofjustice liked //
― ・°˖ ☿ ˖°. ― light snoring breaks the serenity of the evening, so focused within her steady notetaking she had not noticed that Usagi had fallen fast asleep onto her own notes . . . as soundly and sweetly as her dearest friend had been enjoying herself, Ami just couldn't help but to interrupt with the swift and soft tap tap tap of the spine of her book against the golden crown of her companion.
" U s a g i - c h a n ― why did you ask to study for your tests if you're just going to sleep? Honestly. I want to help but you've got to be awake to remember everything ! "
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@chxmpionofjustice wants to give rei a hug 🫂
she walked briskly, hands grasping onto her school-issued bag. it was a long day & all rei wanted was to get home. her mind was too loud right now, requiring the sweet, sweet quietness of the temple. ruminating over the number of chores awaiting her ( compounded by upcoming exams & school festivities, she was overcome with a multitude of tasks ) — her perceptive ears caught the sound of footsteps rushing towards her, making the miko-in training turn around with an incredulous look upon her visage. rei's expression softened in something akin to curiosity at the image of her moon rabbit of a friend barreling towards her. arms extended to wrap around her neck tightly, almost causing the slightly taller girl to stumble.
❝ whoa, whoa, usagi-chan! ❞ despite herself, rei placed her hands on the blonde's back to hold her. even a smile managed to break through — ❝ were you ... on your way to see me ? ❞ ( why the sheepishness all of a sudden? what was so embarrassing about visitors? or ... people who wanted her company. )
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❝ WOW, USAGI, YOU'RE BAD AT THIS TOO. ❞ not that it comes as a surprise, she is pretty clumsy. ice skating isn't for clumsy people. chibiusa does surprisingly well, but that's after plenty of falls back in crystal tokyo. plenty. ❝ come on, @chxmpionofjustice, try again. keep your feet open. ❞
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❝ you just sit there and look pretty. i'll handle everything. ❞
𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗥𝗠 𝗡𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗪𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗗 and a snug sling tied over her shoulder to boot, there's not much room for argument. she's been benched, the consequence of her latest reckless stunt. and really, she can't grumble and groan, it's her own fault-- 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. it's never easy though, delegating even the simplest of tasks to her new helper. and what a great one she is, even with the two glasses lost to her clumsiness and the stained rug in her room. it wouldn't be impossible, honestly, to at least grab a few things, save usagi the extra trip.
but the tiny blonde won't have it! she's got a finger poking at mina's forehead, a loving jab that keeps her sat still, begrudgingly obedient. no fuss, no foul, she'll relent for now, throwing a while flag up in her defeated sigh. no use in moping, but she'll indulge in wallowing, she'll give herself that, ❝ i'm always pretty, usa-chan, i just want to be 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣𝗙𝗨𝗟. ❞ a lament that's followed by the droop of her head, ❝ weh.. can i at least grab you some rags? since that doesn't require actual lifting.. please? ❞
ft. @chxmpionofjustice // usagi tsukino // prompt ( accepting ! )
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(( UNPROMPTED -- @chxmpionofjustice said: [ "Happy Birthday, Mamo-chan." Usagi came up behind him, hugging him around the waist as she wished him a happy birthday softly. It was just after midnight, and she had abandoned her anime binge as soon as the clock had struck twelve in favor of finding his location in the apartment. Why?
"I wanted to be the first one to tell you Happy Birthday," She admitted softly with a sheepish smile as she released him. There were a myriad of reasons why she had wanted that, the chief of which being that he was *her* Mamo-chan so the first birthday wish belonged to *her*; but on top of that... While she had gotten him an amazing Burberry blazer that she knew would make him look even more model-hot than usual, she -in typical Usagi fashion- had managed to order it too late and it wouldn't be there for another two days.
She stood up on her titppy-toes to give him a kiss, "Yourgiftwillbehereinliketwodays.I'msosorry,Iordereditlate,Iloovvveeeyyyooouuuuuu.~" ]
He had been keeping the bedroom door ajar, since he just knew that Usagi would want to wish him happy birthday on the dot. He had been eating a late dinner in their bed, his studies for (more) university keeping him up so late.
As he watched the watch on his wrist tick on, he had been at the bedrooms bathroom, brushing his teeth when the door to his room had opened. Hearing her feet, he softly chuckled, waiting for Usagi to pop inside; he knew she remembered, she was good about that.
Brushing his teeth as he was avoiding looking in the mirror to see her, He acted startled when she hugged him from behind, and he leaned into the touch. Removing the tooth brush from his mouth, he leaned to unceremoniously spit into the sink, he looked over his shoulder, barely seeing her golden hair.
When sh reached up to kiss him, he laughed and coughed a little ( he still hadn't rinsed his mouth so he sucked some tooth paste foam. ) "Thank you, Usako." Turning in her grip, he nodded down, bumping foreheads with her. "Let me rinse and we can grab a slice of the cake I had ordered yesterday for my birthday."
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🎉🎊🎉HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!!! 🎉🎊🎉
ty deary ♡♡ !!! means a lot , thanks ♡
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@chxmpionofjustice ( feat. @kitsxnebi )
“I dare you to eat it.” he’s got the most ridiculous ice cream combo. insane toppings. shunsuke had dared sora to make it. the poor ice cream lady behind the counter kept paling in colour the more toppings and flavours sora had somehow crammed into the tiny cup. for a second he hadn’t thought he could complete the task. he had. but now he was too scared to eat it. did a dare work if you just passed it onto another friend?
he sure hoped so. otherwise he owed shunsuke.
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“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.“
“You seem pretty sure about that.”
But what else was he supposed to say? His own thoughts on the concept of soul-mates were... rocky. Rocky and unpopular. Did it stop him from clinging to an outdated relationship even after everything had changed? Not at all.
He was not immune to hypocrisy.
“Well, for what it is worth? So long as He is happy with it all, then so am I.” This was no time to talk about Mamoru possibly deserving better than a girl who seemed to have issues applying herself to studies while he was a medical student. Pre-destined saviors of the world be damned.
“So, then, what are your prospects? What now? You found Prince Charming. What comes next? This isn’t a fairy-tale. We can’t live in the statis that exists when the book closes.”
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❛ I’m sorry. ❜ @ Queen Serenity
the haunting of hill house starters | open
The queen sighs, but smiles at her daughter. This girl is the most important thing in her life, and the queen is never mad at her for very long. "It's just a vase, darling, nothing worth crying over. Dry your tears, and we'll go have some cake."
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