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[caeloservare]

@silvcrphantom cute saps

“Bitterest? Either I remember it differently or you’re being quite bitter about it.” James can’t help a bit crooked, playful, but still soft smile.

“I can pinpoint the moment. When my life should be over, if not for you.” He presses another kiss on to her palm. “Or maybe not. Maybe it started earlier. But it feels oddly good to grow old with you.”

[maidensvault]

   { Starter for @silvcrphantom​ from x. }

    >  “ Ms.Stirling, ” the headmaster called near breathlessly while he hurried down the hall, coat flowing behind him with as much flow as those of a huntsman in stride. He didn’t look happy, more so concerned than angry at the very least. Breathing heavily and his eyes squinting, he paused to put a hand on his chest and hold up a finger. “ One.. one moment, ” wheezed Leo before he finally spoke. “ I was informed by the student body that you were bringing students to the town ruins outside of the Mistral canyon lines for a study of the Grimm there. Is this true? ”

[rwbymotivation]

Shout out to @silvcrphantom pls! I haven't interacted with them (too shy), but they're really great to watch RP!

[ultravioletvoleur]

@silvcrphantom​

One of Sun’s greatest fears, once the smoke and fire had cleared at Haven Academy and the decision was made to head to Vacuo and Shade Academy was that he would, eventually, have to come to grips that Professor Stirling had been found among the dead. It was something he was pushing to the back of his mind as he patrolled the car they were in, and that’s when he saw the familiar, done up like an uptight witch hairdo, and he couldn’t help himself exploding into motion, hurriedly wrapping his arms around her ever as she grabbed him, burying his face into her shoulder to hide the tears forming in his eyes.

“I thought- I thought you might have-”

[courtedclover-a]

someone anonymously sent 🍒 + @silvcrphantom url for some positivity

HOLDS MADDIE’S FACE. I AM SPEAKING DIRECTLY INTO MADDIE NOW 

i love them. they are such a warm and wholesome person. a real sweet. a real sheep. i’m sorry my clover muse is a butt and doesn’t want to write more than 20 words atm but i love their libra. i may consider making that james blog because i love maddie’s bird that much. 

we keep talking about libra adopting sun and im like *holds fingers together* this close to writing him calling her mom or referring to her as mom even tho she is auntie. 

this close, maddie! thin ice! 

i love libra and i love maddie. sometimes they fall into pits and im like NOPE. not today. you are amazing. no anxiety or mood drops here. i adore you. i love talking to you. i love your writing and the work you to put into your oc. maddie, you are amazing. amazing. so amazing. i will shout it from the mountain tops! 

[grcwingstrcng]

And some V2 Phantom Witch?

kiss sketch meme - accepting

[fumusdamnatorum]

@silvcrphantom continued from here

The gentle shake was met with a violent shock and scramble to his feet, only for Silas to fall back down upon putting pressure on. Pain shot through the injured leg as the hunter keels over into a ball. Instead of words, there are only hisses and curses that crackle along with their campfire, the flame dancing as he angrily beats against the ground. 

Gods, that was a stupid injury. 

His frustration is seeded in that everything that has happened to them up until this point were seemingly his fault. Granted, if Silas was alone, this would be a non-issue. But Libra was here, and he could only feel the looming disappointment over him. It would only be par for course if she smacked him behind the head, it’s only fair after all.

Looking back, amber eyes only meet for a split second before settling on the fire in front of them. Arms rest gently upon his knees before his next few words would be uttered.

“...glad you came back safe...”

[koeniginschnee]

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“Thank you...for your help.”

Libra was probably the only reason Winter could stand upright at the moment. The other woman was keeping her standing, and Winter hated that she needed so much support, but her injuries left her incapable on her own.

“Turn here,” she said while turning her head to show the direction. “It...shouldn’t be much farther.”

[seethewcrld]

@silvcrphantom​

“Well well well. What have we hear?” Roman kept his cane behind his back, tilting his head ever so slightly. “Did someone slip into my little hiding spot while I wasn’t looking?”

[teamorcd-a]

@silvcrphantom

Chroma was wide awake, standing in her mother’s room and looking at a blanketed lump in her mom’s bed. This was not Wisteria however, instead it was a certain raven faunus that had finally been dragged to the best kept secret in Vacuo. Nowhere was home, and since dear ol’ mom had to go tend to the aviary, it left mom adjacent and daughter to bond.

Well they couldn’t bond if Libra was still asleep.

“Come on, it’s noon.” Chroma complained, patting the shoulder of the woman before deciding to sit on her to make her point. “I know I said the Hard Truth doesn’t serve breakfast until now but, come on.”

An orange glow in the room certainly didn’t lend itself to the waking up feel. The distant sounds of birds and gentle breeze would certainly keep anyone asleep. There was always the option of imitating the sound of a clock alarm, but Chroma wasn’t cruel. However, she wasn’t against calling her out.

“Not my fault you were up late with Mom doing ‘I don’t want to know’ what. You don’t get a tour by bein’ stuck in bed.”

Chroma never got to spend time at home. She also never had visitors to share it with. Now that she had both, an unusual impatience was present.

[caeloservare]

❤️

❤️ FOR SOME RANDOM POSITIVITY I HAVE ABOUT YOUR MUSE

// LIBRA <3 There’s so much I don’t know where to start.

First thing that caught my curiosity was her faceclaim, because I used to be really into vikings (not exactly the series tho). What a spectacular, huge warrior lady, what’s there not to like. And then we started talking and coming up with the ideas... I love each one of all we came up with, I’m very thankful for you being so supportive and curious with my first works on headcanons. It all evolved so greatly! I love her character and her story. I adore her and James teenage time dumbassery, too proud adults dumbassery and all the pieces of soft saps that they finally became. Libra is such an important part of his life, I hope we won’t get Ironwood’s backstory in canon, so I keep her in it forever as his default story <3

Libra is canon, thank you for coming to my TED talk.

[gearheadrose]

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So much had happened after the Fall of Beacon. Everything was still in chaotic ruins, communications were down, and to make it worse, it seemed that everyone had gotten separated somehow. It was heart breaking, to say the least, for Ruby. To not see anyone else after that disaster, it was hard to figure out if anyone was ok or not. Especially after what she had witness with what happened to...

No, she couldn’t think about that. She had to be strong, she had to keep going. There would be time to cry later, but not now.

Ruby shook her head and kept walking, an unnatural fatigue plaguing her footsteps as she ventured forward. There had to be someone...anyone. 

Wait...was that...? Maybe it had been...

“...M...Miss Libra?? Is that you??”

[silveredruby-a]

[anon vc] so you already know how I feel, so I made Michael say some words! He thinks you’re really cool! You’re a nice person and he’s glad youve been as great a friend to me as you have been!

Honest Anon Time 

Maddie this is cheating. This is a blindside attack on my person. How can you come at me like this when I am on the ground. HOW CAN YOU ;-; I’m gonna get you back mark my words.

[ultravioletvoleur]

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Sunflower seeds

“Well, that’s disappointing.”

[courtedclover-a]

@silvcrphantom sent: 🌼 🌼 🌼 for three happiness headcanons 

Clover is very happy when sitting down to share meals with other people. It doesn’t even have to be his favorite meals like hotpot and stews, but the act of sitting down and sharing a meal with humble conversations is very fulfilling, very warm, very soft. The conversation could be about anything, the weather or daily routines, or jokes and laughter and stories being told, and Clover will sit there listening to it all with a real genuine smile on his face. It’s the bonding, the intimacy, the memories and warm food, that can really lower his walls, make his heart warmer. It’s nice. Clover isn’t luck enough to have these kind of moments. 

The aurora and the skies above Atlas can really turn a frown upside down. It’s beautiful, the colors are always different, and you can always see the stars above. It’s reassuring in it’s own way. Clover’s mother is named after the sky. He never meet her, but looking up at it, can be the comforting embrace he never had. 

Happiness is stored in the Dog. A sighting of a dog is a blessing. A good day turned better. 

[fumusdamnatorum]

@silvcrphantom continued from here

“No, I’ll tell the story. My biggest excuse is that I got it before I knew what aura was.” Silas peels his half mask off, and removes his hat, placing it off to the side to show the scar on his face. It stretches from above his right brow down to his left jaw. At its widest, it covers a significant portion on the bridge of his nose.

“The last fight I ever did to earn my freedom...the guy I was fighting got slipped a knife, so he used it. To be honest, I don’t blame him...I blame his master that wanted to win some extra pocket change. But, as you can tell, he couldn’t finish the job...and these fights were to the death.” His fingers trace over the scar, from his brow down to his jaw.

“I didn’t unlock my aura well until I was free and trained under my mentor. He helped me then...”