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@odigcs​ asked:

“Locked On Target!

Send Me “Locked On Target!” For My Muse To React To Being Tackled By Yours.

Ahh.. Just a normal bright sunny day at the citadel. Mutsunokami stared in awe at the sight of the big cherry blossom tree atop the hill in the distance from where he stood.

Unbeknownst to him, his master had begun running at him. She ended up tackling him so hard that he hit the ground. He couldn’t help but burst into laughter from it.

*Gives Camilla a flower crown because why not*

“Oh-hoh! And to what extent to I deserve a gift from an adorable girl like yourself, hm?”

Despite being queen of Nohr, she still finds time to spend with her beloved ones. And Leni is definitely one of them, all things considered. Camilla shifts her weight on the throne, adjusting the crown on her head and carefully so, so that she doesn’t damage the flowers.

@odigcs​ said: 

freeze (for hasebe)

SEND A WORD FOR YOUR MUSE TO FIND MY MUSE IN A CERTAIN STATE.

freeze - FIND MY MUSE TRYING TO KEEP WARM IN THE COLD.

Hasebe was never really one for the cold. Sure, he could usually keep up with his duties this time of year, but currently the cold has taken the turn for the worst and he was freezing.

Trying to keep warm, he managed to find a blanket and wrapped it around himself. He proceeded to sit on the floor and try to warm up.

At the moment, he was focused on keeping warm. He didn’t even notice her presence at the time. Catching something in the corner of his eye, he finally managed to notice her.

Fanart of Eleni playing the hurdy gurdy, OC by @odigcs [RP blog]

❝ what’s a dilf and why am i being called that? ❞   he has questions that he needs answers to.

@odigcs​

What, exactly, were they looking at? 

The bug (who, for the record, towered over this thing, whatever it was) had no real expression on their blank face, but it was clear enough from their body language that they had never seen anything even remotely humanoid before. Pure had been at the Forgotten Crossroads, simply wandering and taking in the sights for the first time in so long, when they had stumbled upon this... creature, laying facedown in the dirt at the bottom of the well from Dirtmouth.

...was it dead?

Leaning down to the thing’s height cautiously, Pure nudged the body with their hand, jumping backwards in shock when they found it to be quite soft and warm to the touch. Nothing like them. They honestly had no idea what to do in a situation like this; they had been raised by the king of Hallownest and given a much higher education than any of the other vessels, so they doubted anyone else would know what this thing was either if they didn’t. 

// you are what you eat, paimon