Anonymously send me "❤" + a url and I'll kiss whomever it is. @guardian-sun

The battle had been long and hard but they’d prevailed once again. They were all a little worse for wear  and Neptune rushed over to help Uranus up, kissing one of the scratches on the tall blondes arm. After she’d made sure that Uranus was not seriously injured she gazed over at the rest of the Senshi who were also checking each other out for injuries. All except Sun, who was standing by himself, looking over at the two Outer Senshi. Neptune smiled softly and walked over to the red headed guardian. She pushed back a few locks of his long, red hair and inspected a gash the man had gotten across his right check. She leaned up quickly and softly planted a light kiss a top the gash.

“Damnit.” The Naturia Witch growled under her breath when stepping over the bodies of a demonic horde while walking to the nearest exit. It seem like their leader has escaped. She flicks her hands off the blood onto the walls. She can’t be seen like this. She just lost control and now look! 

Her mission was to scare a mob off their community but it appears that the mob are a cult which frustrates her to no end. It was matter of time that they became demonic horde which is insignificant to her since she is one despite being half and demons. Also, what they become are not even close to her level of being demonic, fortunately.  Still...the the person in charge got away. Ugh...damn it. 

Now what to-..wait. What’s that? She can sense it as she narrows her greens eyes.

“Sunl! Sun!” Serenity called to the redheaded man in who was casually walking through the garden a few feet ahead of her. She smiled widely as the Senshi turned around and she sped up to catch up with him. “Look at all the flowers I picked,” she said, holding up an overflowing armful of buds of every shape and size. “Won’t they look nice in the Golden Moon Room?”

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Qrow had just sat down for his afternoon drink, whiskey in hand as he got comfortable in the small bar. It was a nice day outside, perfect to spend the rest of it huddle in a smoke filled, dingy space. 

So far it was quiet, only the TV playing in the background as he took sip after sip, the bartender wiping down the counter. Qrow hums to himself, enjoying the quiet until the bell on the door rings. He turns, looking at the new patron, only to frown in confusion.

Mostly because of Ariel's expression and her method of brushing. YAY FILM REFERENCES!