#killingbees

@meitoshi  | @killingbees

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;

Do I Follow Them?:  Yeees

Why Did I Follow Them?:  Cool muns, great muses, why wouldn’t I follow?

Do We Role Play?:  Not as much as I want to, but a lil bit!

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: YEEEEEEES

An AU Idea For Our Muses: i’ll go with you on this, pre specter would be cool to explore sometimesince I bet they are the one specters that are change the most during the awakening and stuff.

A Song For Our Muses: This one, don’t ask me why

Do I Ship Our Muses?: Yes. I think they have kind of a lot of room for different sort of relationships, platonic, romantic (in a really innocent way), as friends, as conrads, you know?

What I Think About The Mun: I don’t talk much with Fay, but the little I do I enjoy a lot. I can see she puts so much effort and passion in her muses and I love listenting her ideas and headcanons, not to mention when she talks about her ocs. I wish we could talk more but.. I guess we have two shy muns trying to say comunicate and that’s kind of hard ><

Overall Opinion:

@meitoshi / @killingbees

"Happy Valentine's Day for you as well, Meli." Myu said. He made sure to emphasize the word 'happy' for he wanted to make sure that she would notice her mistake. After all, she needed to understand that it was an actually holiday, not only Valentine's birthday.

Pink eyes were barely blinking as he watched the other fly around. Myu was somewhat glad that she had asked him for help after all, he was one of the few Celestial Star Specters that he really was comfortable around. Not all specters felt the need to actuall strech and test their wings, after all, not all specters had then permanently attached to their bodies, part of their very being. Although light and owners of an undeniable beauty, insect wings were extremely fragile and needed to be treated with care to avoid damage or unecessary pain.

True, he didn’t understand so much about bees as he did about butterflies but he still would be the best person to be around.

“Ouch.” Was all that Myu said when he saw Meli hitting the pillar and falling on her back. It was almost comical in a cartoonish way. The austriac hovered to Meli and landed behind her, streching out his hand to touch the wing. It was more out of pure instinct than anything else, his fairies often came to him with their wings somewhat damged and it was his duty to repair them.