#pyrrhctite

*mom voice*

❝ get off your derrière and do something productive, ren. ❞

Send me ✍️ + a muse, and I’ll try my hand at writing as them || open? 

Guest Muse: Pyrrha (with side muse Nora! bc I need sisterly love lmao who you also rped as!!)

Pyrrha had been training all day for the Vytal Tournment on her own free time. She was dedicated to it because she didn’t want to let her teammates or the people who looked up to her down. She wasn’t nicknamed “the invincible girl” based on sheer talent. It took hours of training and she wished people knew how very much human she was. Being on a pedestal was nerve wracking. One small move in the wrong direction and everything she had worked on could come crashing down. 

Entering the dorm, she saw Nora sitting on her bed listening to some tunes as she flipped through a magazine. Pyrrha waved to the red-head before sitting on her own bed debating taking a nap or changing first. Exhaustion crept in on her eyelids. “You know, Pyrrha you should take care of yourself more than worrying about others.” 

Pyrrha gazed over at the girl who she had thought was consumed by the media that surrounded her. “I’m alright, Nora. This isn’t really new to me. I’m used to training at this difficulty.” Nora’s green eyes gazed at her, softly. 

“Your back is going to get a hunch in it if you keep carrying the world on your shoulders.” The girl took her headphones off and sat up, crossing her legs. Pyrrha smiled at Nora. The girl seemed all bubbly at first impression, but she was incredibly astute with her observations. Nora always knew what to say. 

“I suppose you are right. I guess I get caught up in all the expectations sometimes.” Pyrrha replied as let her shoulders fall. “At least, I have friends like you to help me with this burden.” Nora let out a laugh. 

Despite his loves words, he Jaune didn’t move. 

“We could do that...” He admitted, “...Or we could could you know. Keep on snuggling. Now that I’ve said it out loud, that second one sounds great. We should go with that one.”

&  the  sky  is   wrecked ,   full   of   rotting   clouds  from   chimney   mouths  spewing  smoke  around. &  i  can't   stop   coughing,  my   lungs   just  won't calm   down.   but   still    i   keep   grinning as   the blood  from  my  face   stains  the  ground.    a bird, caught  in   the   wires,    bleating   for  help  i  can't provide ,  i'm  not   that  big.    i  hope   for  the  best but    nothing     changes,                           i'm sorry.  𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙱𝙰𝙳 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂. 

@shieldofarc: “Can confirm. My partner has the finest ass in the whole school. Also she's mine”