#silentconfliction

@jawblade | From forever ago, no accepting

My muse’s opinion of your muse

Aryn honestly thinks Shiro takes on more than he can consistently handle. It’s escapism for not having to deal with the issues. Fixing other people’s problems is a bandage for fixing his own. His heart is big and it’s a beautiful trait but bandages don’t stop a cut artery from bleeding. He is the last person she wants to see fall apart but is unsure if he’ll be able to deal with all the stresses if he doesn’t at least a little. In no way does she want to see him fall and not get up again. She wants him to heal and move on to the great person she knows he can be. She’ll do whatever she can to help with that because she sees herself as a lost cause and him still full of potential. Some hypocrisy there? Yes, most certainly.

My opinion of your muse

My opinion! Boy howdy. Well I have always had such a soft spot for Shiro. I don’t think that’s any sort of secret. Canonically, I enjoy his story with all the bits and pieces of hardship strewn through it while he’s just trying to do his best and hold together a team that’s working towards something he believes in. It’s a lone wolf dynamic while still being a team player that I’ve enjoyed. Your interpretation-wise, all of what I already said still applies. I think you play him very well. Very true to character but the wonderful thing is you continue to elaborate and give us insight to the mental processes behind the actions you choose for him and it’s just lovely to see. Makes it all feel very real, and even if it wouldn’t be the exact things the writers would do, it makes it all very reasonable and believable. I think you pay attention to the important stuff and explore the intricacies really well. Also you’re not afraid of ranges of emotion, you let him get angry, happy, sad and all the rest and play it how you think it’d go with him. Instead of limiting him to x y and z. Which makes him a joy to interact with.

My favorite part about our muse’s interactions

Oh jeez. Uh, all of it? I don’t think we’ve ever done anything that I haven’t cared for. I guess my favourite part is just their dynamic overall. The two idiots who are so similar but also really different. I just really love their relationship with one another, big sister and lil brother. Not that I’m sure Shiro doesn’t have his big brother moments too though. Mainly that they have the ability to give each other love and a support system behind the scenes while still calling each other on their respective shit. I love what we have managed to braid .

A wish/plot I want to write for our muses

Oh I still have a bunch, some small things, other bigger. Mainly I am just looking forward to continuing some of the stuff on the go. Getting into that small fight and getting Aryn on to the Castle ship, so they can have some developing combos, and poor Shiro can be confused as to hell this lady is. Also wouldn’t mind to explore a bit of drug withdrawal stuff with Aryn during that Shiro could maybe help her through a bit or something. Otherwise the therapy one if you’re still game. Been a long while so if not, no worries, we can ad-lib a bunch of that. And still game for her confronting him about his s5 behaviour that we discussed previously, but not sure what you’re feeling about that in light of s6.

A way your muse has made mine better

Oh a bunch of ways. I love playing Aryn equally as a hardass, a goof or as compassionate. Our interactions have have let me explore all of those, especially the latter two. For that I’m just really grateful and happy I got to. Your opening up his character to allow her to have a place of significance there despite Aryn being an OC has meant a lot to me, and it has developed the more nurturing side of her that doesn’t get to be seen as often compared to the jaded abused dog side.

wow ok it only grows more adorable the more I hear. BLEASE DRAW IT AT SOME POINT the adorableness will be deadly ;u; JUST. THIS MUDKIP BEIN HER LITTLE GUPPY I have so many emotions

[[ i happened to have some time in class to doodle so-! ]]

soft touch || @silentconfliction​

009. for a bear hug

Katie rubbed at her eyes. She tried to keep it discreet, hoping her dad didn’t notice, but she’s so tired. How do pilots fly at this hour?! It’s something she’s wondered about three times since they’ve arrived at the airport. 

Shiro was coming in right about 4 AM, and Katie had used perfect combo of begging and good behavior to come along. Her dad warned her time and again that she’d be tired, and he wouldn’t be able to carry her since he’d be handling Shiro’s bags. Katie kept insisting that she’d be fine, though, and she absolutely had to be the first person Shiro saw when he made it back to the states. Now she’s standing around in baggage claim with her Dad, asking him the same questions while wearing her monkey pajamas.

“Is Shiro’s flight in, yet?”

“Not yet, honey.” 

“When will he get here?”

“When he gets here.”

The girl makes a little noise of displeasure as she leans onto her father, staring dead-eye into the gates. He pets her hair down and they stay like that for a while, until they hear muffled footsteps from the closed halls. The whole place had seemed dead so far, no more than some disgruntled employees and people crashed out in corners, but now there were passengers filing out into baggage claim. Katie perked up here, standing up onto her tip-toes to look for a familiar face; however, after a little over a minute, the spark of anticipation she felt when the first of the disheveled crowd shambled out started to wane. She was about to whine to her father when Shiro’s voice drifted overhead. “Doctor Holt!”

Right then, Katie felt all sense of fatigue burn away in the wake of her excitement. She waved her arms up and shouted, “Shiro, we’re here to pick you up!” Her dad tried to stifle his chuckling as he hushed her, but she didn’t notice as long as she was making a bee-line for Shiro. He seemed a little surprised at first, he only expected Sam once he crossed the security lines; still, Shiro felt his heart go light with endearment. Dropping to a knee, he caught Katie in both arms, and laughed along with the girl as he hoisted her up for a big bear hug. 

“How was your trip back home? Was it fun?”

♔— «« // HEARD IT THROUGH THE GRAPE VINE ! ;

Send 💘 for Muse A to talk about Muse’s B love life (or lack of one)

       "heh, okay, so----" lips twitched as he fought to make himself seem very serious. hunk was all about keeping secrets, especially lance's, but. . . was it really spilling the beans if he was telling a PROFESSOR?

shiro didn't count, right? right.

the hufflepuff leaned forward, sliding over a pumpkin pastry as he did so. incentive for shiro to keep quiet. was it against the rules to bribe a professor? no, no--- certainly not. upon making this decision, he continued to slide the pastry forward.

       "---someone tried to slip lance a love potion. now, if lance didn't talk so much, he definitely would have been spelled, but you know him. there's always something else to talk about and it actually saved him a trip to the hospital wing. anyway, just as he was gonna take a sip, pidge just ----- pidge comes barreling down the isle and jumps onto the table, smacking lance --- i think she meant to get the cup, but she got his face instead --- and he goes flying to the side, the cup falls, and everyone's shocked.

       "pidge is screaming, lance is screaming, i was screaming because they were screaming---" he paused to clear his throat before continuing, "--lance wants to know why the heck pidge smacked him and pidge is grabbing his cup and trying to save whatever's left to prove she's right, y'know? and as you know, they were escorted out of the great hall after that. well, turns out that lance's drink was spiked and we still don't know who did it for sure, but pidge's got some theories."

hunk leaned back a bit, scratching the back of his head. that had been a wild day, and when lance, pidge, and hunk had been left alone in the headmaster's office, lance had hugged pidge so hard he'd almost snapped her in two. after making sure she was fine, pidge began explaining how she had found out and how she was going to find out who had done it.

       "see. . . lance was really freaked out after that. he's all for fun and games, as you are more than aware of, but--- he's kind of got his eye on someone. he won't, er, admit it because he's stubborn, but he thinks if he'd been put under that love potion, it would've really screwed things up for him." hunk pressed his lips together, fingers drumming against the top of shiro's desk. "so--- yeah, lance has definitely been bitten by the lovebug and he'll tell you otherwise if you ask him so please don't because then he'll know you talked to me and if he finds that out, he'll glue my legs together and hopping around this school like that is not fun." he wasn't speaking from experience, definitely not.

         “hi there,” he murmured, voice muffled & nearly unheard behind his mask, crouching down to extend a hand to let the unknown shiba that had immediately come to say hello to his own pack sniff him. their tails wagged & each one was saying their own hellos.

kakashi looked up, hand atop the shiba’s head, searching for its owner. his gaze settled onto someone running toward him, bull immediately taking his place between kakashi & this stranger.

       ❛ Shiro -- would you mind staying behind ? I wish to speak with you for a moment. ❜ Her voice is not rough edged -- any tension that might have lingered in each intonation, in the spaces between each word, have given way to something more muted. Firm, yes, but quiet. Almost gentle in a way that unbreakable things can be gentle. Her expression is similarly caught -- not distressed, but lacking a kind of surety and peace that Allura did not know she had gathered in this new world until it slipped from her grasp.