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I kinda need a hug but Iâd rather DIE than let anyone know I am a human being that desperately craves intimacy
Headcanons o1 - MUSIC
|| Music is extremely important to Black Knight. He finds it a better means to both understand and convey his emotions than through just words alone as well as being an incredibly soothing destresser. There has yet to be a month that went by without him singing at least once, but because of his desperate need to be this âtough guy/nasty rivalâ persona, he has never willingly sung in front of anyone... Except for The Enchantress.
The only reason he could think up for the meaning behind her âoffâ request was that both Shovel and Shield Knight must have overheard him singing at some point, and her request was that of Shield Knightâs peeking through. Despite the early hesitation, he poured his soul out singing for her, believing it a way to crack through the Amulets power and rescue Shield Knight without the need of violence. And while he did get to see that familiar shine in her eyes for a good majority of his performance, it quickly faded near the end, despite his best efforts to keep her attention.
Since then, there are nights when one might hear him singing in a rather melancholy tune, the very song he sang for The Enchantress, hoping to one day perform it again for her.
Other songs he sings mostly lack any lyrics, unless he overhears a song he enjoys enough to repeat. Black Knight will also actively seek out any source of music if he happens to hear it; be it singing or with instruments. If one plays quietly enough, they may just be able to hear him softly singing along nearby... ||
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OVERDUE MEMESÂ || NOT ACCEPTING
cherry find blood on them
   Blood was an entirely new concept to him. The extent of injuries in Valley were rarely visible; pains and sores healed away through elixirs and meals. Rarely had he ever seen anything serious, let alone gruesome like blood.
   So to see something red stain her cheek, he had cause to be alarmed and curious.Â
â Madam-? â His tone carries great caution as he approaches, weary to touch the droplet as though a mere graze from the tips of gloves would disturb it - make it worse. A quick swipe clears away the blemish, pressed between index and thumb as he studies the new sight, perplexed⌠Until he realizes his rude behavior; his body stiffens quickly.
â S-Sorry. Youâd something on your faceâŚÂ â

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tagged by: am steal tagging: @wildberryorasâ @tornhatâ and every1 else who hasnt yet
send one for my museâs reaction to your muse ---
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alternatively send â + â after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !
â = hugging them . Î = playing with their hair . ⤠= kissing them . ⪠= asking them out for dinner . â = giving them a gift of ___ ( askerâs choice ) . â = stabbing them . â = bowing down before them . â = lying to them .  ⿠= buying them flowers . âž = being found shirtless . ⢠= reading them a story . â = giving them their jumper to keep warm . â = speaking in a different language . â = teaching them a different language . â = telling them a joke . ⏠= singing to them . âš = insulting a loved one . ஠= slapping them . â = threatening them . â = dancing with them . ⤠= falling asleep on them . ⎠= waking them up after a nightmare . ⣠= discovering them crying . ĺ = patching a wound . ⎠= stargazing . â = caught stealing their belongings . â˝ = wandering alone at night . ⥠= complimenting them . ⥠= offering a place to stay overnight . ⢠= falling over . ⌠= being well-dressed . â = wiping blood off their face . â = taking care of them while ill . â = being caught in the middle a storm with them . â = holding their hand . âą = being lost with them . â = pushing them against a wall .
   Is anybody nearby? No? Excellent. Now no one will know it was him eating all this bird feed off of the snow...
   Was the sky always suppose to look like itâs under attack? Heâd have chalked it up to Plague Knightâs antics had it not been for how scattered these sudden explosions appeared to be. Regardless, heâs not sure what to do. Part of him has him raising his shovel, ready to defend and tell strangers to stand indoors... The other?
   Well, it was a pretty sight....

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   GLARES come his way on the daily. He doesnât give the rancid energy a thought until heâs catching a beach shovel twirling toward him with malicious intent.
His eyes lock with the void hiding his adversaryâs gaze. This asshole is no child. That stand is trained, used to facing opponents far larger than himself.
â Donât tempt me, newcomer. Not during the holiday season. â
Is his first and only warning.
*:ăťďžâ
â You do not scare me! Iâve fought beasts far larger than you! Your holiday traditions wonât save you either! â It was a warning he should have heeded; though that would insinuate heâd ever learned from his several failures in his life. Defeat was nothing but a stepping stone towards success - yet all his bold and cocky claims could only lead to a humiliating downfall.
   Weapon or not - no training in hand to hand would dissuade him from this fight - he still raises fists with a rush of excitement.
â THE SWEET TASTE OF MY VICTORY AND YOUR DEFEAT SHALL BE MORE THAN ENOUGH TO QUENCH MY EMPTY STOMACH. NOW HAVE AT THEE! â
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âAh, a knight.â She bowed politely, âIt is a pleasure, Sir Knight. Heh.. i understand the issue your height- should arrangements be made to accommodate?â She was trying to be empathetic. TRYING. This was as far as she could get now thatâŚ. Whatever that womanâs name was was gone. Still, it was nice to know she wasnât alone anymore.
â⌠Donât worry about most of the appliances. Iâm still learning them myself.â Such as the two shaved ice makers.
   Just as he finds himself feeling oddly cheerful towards the very idea of a roommate - the feeling is destroyed in an instant. His offered hand twitches before slowly retracting back to his side; finding himself at a loss for words in a hazy mixture of both anger and confusion. Was this her way of being nice? Surely not.
â I... Uh... No. â His words are caught in his throat before his posture flips like a switch. Arms fold across his chest plate as he takes up a defensive, rigid stance. Thereâs a long pause for a drawn out sigh of irritation. He opts towards steering his attention towards the so called appliances instead. Redirect out his anger there rather than elsewhere.
â Well then, Madame Corona... Have you any knowledge on what this one is for? Iâve seen it do nothing but beep, spin a dish with lights, and then incessantly beep some more. I presume itâs some kind of clock-? â
@gallantxgrump âĽd for a spiderlad
   âMan, and here I am thinking my costumeâs elaborate.â      Impulse is what drives him to dangle himself before the person in the suit of armor, web tangled along the underside of a balcony several floors up. A hand moves to his chin, fingers stroking thoughtfully, and he tilts first his head, then his whole body at angles to peer closer at the armor.      âSo like⌠whatâs it do?â Heâs curious, of course, and doesnât realize that itâs not quite âarmorâ in the sense heâs used to. Not in his more recently-acquired line of âworkâ as it is anyway. âIs it so bulky to hide weapons? Cause, you know, this place looks like it should at least have something like Stark tech for folks to copy, but maybe not? Iunno man, but you get what I mean, right?â
     Once more, he resumes his casual, upside-down sway, both hands gripping the web as he waits for an answer. ââŚyou did build it yourself, right?â Because he really doesnât wanna deal with power armor theft first thing today.Â
   This land and itâs pesky inhabitants. If he does not succumb to his injuries, then a heart attack would surely do him in one of these days. Heâd taken up a defensive stand up until the youthâs words soak in; curiosity towards his armor leading to some very concerning accusations and bold claims. As much as he wants to be angry, he canât help but chuckle.Â
â Itâs no costume, rest assured. This armor has served me well against some of the Valleyâs most minacious of enemies. Nothing gets through my armor. No sword, nor flames, or even the strongest of magic. â A bold claim given how frequently a similar blue-armored knight had been able to win in a multitude of their battles. A fact he leaves out if only for the sake of pride and pride alone.
â I traveled a great deal to get this made. Very few blacksmiths are trained to work with obsidian. The worst of it all was gathering such material... So, no, this Stark Tech did not make my armor, and I did not build it. Iâve no skill in such a difficult craft. â
â -And what of you? That outfit of yours; is it specially made? Perhaps youâve a relic on your person? Or is your rope-swinging a special type of technique youâve trained for. It seems very... Spider like. But with far less explosives. â
wildberryorasâ:
   â MUST be dear to you, if youâre building them out of snow for a competition. â
He appears like a specter to the side of Black Knightâs efforts, one hand on his hip while he leans down for quality inspection. Itâs alright, if hurried, and aggressive. His observations thus far tell him thatâs his method for most things. Everything is a race and all the other contenders are in his head, unaware theyâre apart of his insecurities.
Thatâs just a guess though. Black Knight picking a fight with the biggest person he could find as soon as he awoke didnât tell Star Platinum most of what he needed to know. Noooooo, not at all.
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   Had it not been for him taking in a quick draw of breath, heâd surely have embarrassed himself with a shrill shriek of surprise. Instead, he jolts and drops his poor quality sculpture again, tensing at the sight. A judgmental gaze shoots back - come to find the other a lot closer than he would have liked. Three big steps away solve his problem as he starts building up another ball of snow.
â Psh. That blue-armored boob? Heâs nothing to me. â Hands violently pat down against the snow, breaking bits and pieces off from it. â Iâm not building him for that stupid competition. Iâve made him so I can train. This city may be quiet now, but I cannot run the risk of basking in its comforts. Calamity could strike at any moment, and a knight needs to be ready for anything. â One misshapen helm made; he decides itâs the best itâs going to get and simply slams it on, nearly toppling the whole sculpture down. The head is far too small for its body - but he finds himself growing more distant about the snow-knight the longer he stares.Â
   Dusting away the last remnants of snow, he quickly rests tight fists against his hips. As badly as he wants to start tearing his creation apart, thereâs an audience heâd rather not have, and his attention quickly shoots up towards Star Platinum with a firm scowl in his tone.
 â -And for what reason have you to pester me? Unless youâre looking for a rematch, Iâm not interested in making friends. Theyâre naught but a worthless distraction threatening to steer me from my goal. â
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time to draw nothing but dumb manlet doodles
stare
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stare stare them down
   He can feel a heated gaze locked upon him. The sensation of which is nothing foreign given his well known hostility across the Valley. Having known how to brush it off, the idea of humoring the other by staring back came once heâd realized just how little there was to do in this place. Exploring could only grant him so much excitement when the only treasures that could be found were inside trash containers, and even then those âluxuriesâ were that of discarded meals. Never satisfying.
   Turning on his heel, he gazes around at the streets behind him, searching for the hardened gaze soon found in the eyes of a blond boy. A scoff. Heâd hoped to find someone tougher looking than a child, but the length of glaring shared between them seemed to last for far longer than necessaryâŚ