#glorifiedtyranny

non - sexual acts of dominance // no longer accepting[ pay ] + reverse! my muse paying for yours at a store , bar , restaurant , etc 

         ❛ so… what are you trying to say? ❜ still on the defensive, the monkey faunus leans forward on his chair, gripping the edge of his seat. sun couldn’t easily swallow everything the bull faunus was telling him, and given everything that’s happened, he has every right to doubt adam. this wasn’t an ilia situation where forgiving him would solve anything. unsure whether or not the other was planning to change, to redeem himself, sun takes everything in with a grain of salt. 

         yeah he was kicked off the throne or whatever but, that doesn’t mean he gave up his motives when he was still high leader. and he’s about had it with the needless babbling back and forth, so sun gets up, slamming a couple lien on the table.

Crimson blood seeped between clenched fingers, tightened around hilt of azure blades. Neraine seethed through gritted teeth, stance tensed and head bowed as her breath caught in dry throat. She turned her face to the sky, a blue arching dome burning with piercing sunlight. Ash and dust dissipated from blackened husks, shadows taken flesh and blood felled by sword’s edge. Horrific beasts, brutal and cruel, without speech or reason they attacked blind, enraged, hungering. She felled the pack before she found respite, all under watchful eye of sudden audience. She didn’t pivot to face him but her shoulders washed of the vigors of the battle and her grip loosened. 

beep beep how am i doing? // accepting 

         ahhhhh i’m literally at a loss of words omg........ i can tell you put a lot of effort into adam and your portrayal of him so this means so much to me i’m gonna cry lol. i’m SUPER flattered that you read my stuff and that you love my blog askfjlas. since he’s a new muse, i’m always iffy about how i write sun but i have a blast writing for him all the same!! i really hope to write with you soon!!

❝ — 'm through with these pills tha' make m' sit still. ❞

*Gives Tams lots of love and hugs! And wraps in a blanket and offers cocoa cause cocoa helps everyone!*

            “You remind me of the person I wanted so badly to play a game of gamble with...” Yumeko smiled at him and tilted her head to the side, examining and trying to analyze the face behind the mask.

♕ -  The way that word is punctuated nearly makes him steps back in startled surprise. Within mere seconds he could easily see one key difference that would separate this person from that select species. Yet fear wasn’t the exact emotion that decides to envelope him at this mere instance. What courses through him is a need to learn as the expression of disbelief steels into genuine wonder, leaving him with the decision to face Adam directly. “A human? That.. Is it really that unnatural of a thing for you to see?” The question feels foolish to draw yet how could he stop himself?

From the expanse of the cosmos he hails from, the particular was seldom (if hardly ever) encountered as a imposing divide. What he can understand is that pain ultimate has to be the source of what draw a line like this. It doesn’t stop him from making the approach, to brazenly extending a hand to the redhead as a means of bridging this gap.