#sunset wings

“… And what kind of fashion tips are you even going to give me?” Yuri stared at the other, giving a sigh. He was just wearing a dress, what was wrong with that?

My muse has been locked up in a tower all of their life. Your muse is a thief who’s never known anything other than lies and crime. When your muse got roped reluctantly into taking mine to see these strange glowing lights that appear on their birthday every year, they find they aren’t so different after all.

Colette leaned into her window, tending to her little window garden. It was warm for early March, a soft breeze blowing across the grass below her. Colette often found herself standing near her window when her birthday was approaching. The pretty lights only showed themselves in the evenings on her birthday, but Colette still kept her gaze trained in that direction in hopes that some other spectacle would pop up.

Her father wouldn’t be around for another few days for her to ask him if he could take her to see the lights. She pulled her incredibly long hair over her shoulder, careful not to drag her bound and folded wings with it, and began to slowly pull her fingers through it. To be honest, she was more saddened that her father hadn’t remembered or said anything to her about her birthday. But he was busy and she didn’t want to bother him..

((yuri no wtf))

I love this headcannon

Deep breath.

[Okay so in that scene (assuming that Yuri didn’t know what a nia fruit was) he just straight up eats a fruit that he doesn’t know about probably with the assumption that it might not kill him. Not to mention the fact that at the time he knows that 1. he’s escorting a noble/princess through the “cursed woods” and that 2. said noble/princess would likely freak the heck out if she saw Yuri being poisoned by some random fruit so that could only be the confidence of someone who has enough intuition/poison immunity to plants to not have that happen.]

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Tagged By: @sunset-wings Tagging: Anyone  who wishes they were feckin sleeping right now. 

APPEARANCE: [ ] I am shorter than 5'4". [x ] I tan easily. [ ] I wish my hair was a different color. [ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color. [x ] I have a tattoo. [ ] I wear glasses [ ] I would probably get plastic surgery if it were 100 percent safe, free of cost, and scar-free. [x] I’ve been told I’m attractive by a complete stranger. [x] I have more than 1 piercing. [x] I have piercings in places besides my ears. [ ] I have freckles.

FAMILY: [x] I’ve run away from home. [x] I’ve been kicked out of the house [ ] My biological parents are together. [ ] I have a sibling less than one year old. [ ] I want to have kids someday. [x] I want to adopt someday.

SCHOOL/WORK: [ ] I’m in school  [ x ] I have a job. [ x ] I’ve fallen asleep at work/school [ ] I almost always do my homework. [ x ] I’ve missed a week or more of school [ ] I failed more than 1 class last year. [x] I’ve stolen something from my school/job. (I mean like would they have noticed?)

EMBARRASSMENT: [ x ] I’ve fallen in public. [ ] I’ve slipped out a “lol” in a spoken conversation. [ ] Disney movies still make me cry. [ x ] I’ve snorted while laughing. [x ] I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried. [ ] I’ve glued my hand to something. [ x ] I’ve laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.

HEALTH: [ ] I was born with a disease/impairment. [ x ] I’ve broken a bone. [ ] I’ve had my tonsils removed. [x ] I’ve sat in a doctors office with a friend. [ ] I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed. [x ] I had a serious surgery. (Technically her miscarriage) [ ] I’ve had chicken pox. [ ] I have/had asthma.

EXPERIENCES: [ x ] I’ve gotten lost in my city. (more than once as a child) [ x ] I’ve wished on a shooting star. [  ] I’ve seen a meteor shower. [ ] I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas. [ x ] I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.  (modern verse) [ x ] I’ve kicked a guy where it hurts. [ x ] I’ve been skydiving. (modern verse) [ x ] I’ve gone skinny dipping. [ x ] I’ve played spin the bottle. [x ] I’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. [ x ] I’ve crashed a car (modern verse.) [ ] I’ve been skiing. [  ] I’ve been in a play. [ ] I’ve met someone in person from the internet. [x ] I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue. [ x ] I’ve sat on a roof top. [ x ] I’ve played a prank on someone. [ x ] I’ve ridden in a taxi. (modern verse) [ x ] I’ve eaten Sushi. [  ] I’ve been snowboarding.

RELATIONSHIPS: [x ] I’ve gone on a blind date. [ x ] I miss someone right now. [ x ] I have a fear of abandonment. [ ] I’ve gotten divorced. [  ] I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t. [ x ] I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did. [ ] I’ve told someone I loved them and didn’t get a clear response. [ x ] I’ve felt rejected even if I wasn’t. [x ] I’ve loved someone I knew a friend was already in love with.

HONESTY: [ x ] I’ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn’t. [ x ] I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t. [ x ] I’ve snuck out of my house. [ x ] I am keeping a secret from the world. [x ] I’ve cheated while playing a game. [ x ] I’ve cheated on a test. [ ] I’ve been suspended from school.

My muse has been acting strange, send one for you muse to…⅌ - Drop a kitten on my muses lap! || @sunset-wings || accepting

          She gives a questioning tilt of her head, eyes looking from Zelos to the kitten and back again. Why he’d given her a kitten—and more importantly, where he’d gotten it from—was unknown to her, but it was a welcome distraction for the time being. Especially when he seemed to be acting civil with her for once.

Zelos watch Yuan selecting fruit and opted to stick with his champagne. The less he ate, the faster the buzz would take over. He could feel the edge of the tingle already, a slight sense of weightlessness and less sense of propriety when he spoke.

“Yes, because a qualifier definitely makes it all better” he said, rolling his eyes. He drained the glass and set it on a random table, picking up another one. This one wasn’t champagne, but something bright and flashy, a mixed drink of unknown origins. Whatever, a drink was a drink. He could taste the alcohol in it when he sampled it, so he decided to keep it.

“Are you even going to stick around long enough to watch the ball drop?” In the other room, a large television was broadcasting coverage from Times Square, thought the pre-show had garnered little interest from the party-goers.

“Long enough? Probably,” he shrugged , frowning at Zelos just leaving that empty glass--and frowning even more when he picked up another.

He didn’t plan to watch the Times Square nonsense, though. There was nothing particularly exciting about watching a gaudy “ball” (which was more of an icosahedron in any case) be lowered to the ground in front of a giant digital clock. He’d watch the date and time roll over on his phone, it was more impressive. And he’d quietly toast the new year, and then he’d leave promptly. In fact, maybe he should leave before that. There was no reason not to see the new year in from a quiet street as he walked home--except for the food.