#wishfell

Newt climbed the tree before him with no small amount of effort. It was a tall fir, needles heavy with snow. The lowest branches were a few feet off the ground, which meant Newt had to dig his claws in, sticky pine sap dripping from the wounds he inflicted upon the wood. It was going to be a pain to wash out his fur later but hopefully the treasure above him was worth it.

tagged by: @korvyna (i lab u so much for tagging me)

tagging: @thuganomxcs, @utallige(any muse), @eiikyuu, @wishfell(any muse), @domina-noctisim, @vxmpirehunterd, @syridol, @yeuxvitreux (any muse), @pierrottragedia, @prettyboywarrior, @belovedblossoms

        ❝ Aha~ It sure is, huh. Aha... hah... ❞  

        ❝ Muuh—! As if I'd be that nonchalant...! Don't just "guess that's broken" me! ❞  

        ...IT WAS JUST A simple match, a quick little 1v1 basketball match simply done for the heck of it. While inexperienced in this particular sport she may be, Hakuno Kishinami's great stubbornness is not a force to be reckoned with; not to mention her own notable skills when it came to things pertaining to athletics, quite surprising for such a delicate-looking girl. It was supposed to be a harmless little thing, but five minutes turned to ten, and ten turned to fifteen, and so on and so forth. The climax came when the girls were neck-to-neck in their match (not that either of them was keeping track of scores to begin with, but it seemed that neither of them had any intention of giving any less than their very best). Both their hands were on the ball when it was just about to be pushed down the net, when—

          —A resounding KERR-RAAKKK throughout the gym broke the intense atmosphere of the situation. Like the silence after a great performance, Hakuno's eyes would owlishly blink first. Now just what had caused that... incredibly loud, ominous sound... Her body remains completely stiff, the only movement being her head as she commands it to look down (in a very rigid, robotic motion — not so out of place with her current blanker-than-usual expression) on to her hand, which she could now see was connected to Yuzuki's own by... the damn basketball hoop?! D-D-Did the two of them exert a combined force of eight hundred forty-one (841) megapascals on this poor thing?! Wh– Whaaa... What are they, gorillas?! (Apekuno and Yuzuking-kong?!).

         ❝ This— We... We have to fix it somehow...! W-What to do... Tape! No, no, that's probably too weak— How about... DELO MONOPOX VE403728?! ❞  

knife + sword?! sougo vc: fight me

yori vc;    don’t underestimate me 

I accidentally made Siffrin woops

"I CANNOT SHOW ANY WEAKNESS" / accepting!

"mhhmm." A LONG, DRAWN OUT HUM vibrates between pressed lips, attention fixed upon the girl whose face has yet to be seen, hidden away by long, black strands. akin to a mystery to unravel. with the calm, calculated way she spoke to him, seonghwa might have believed her, if not for the fact that he could hear the SLIGHT TREMOR in her vocals. an unmistakenable sign of tears that were shed.

admittedly, he hadn't known what was going on, what had upset her, but that didn't mean he was just going to leave her here alone. HE WASN'T HEARTLESS. so with a straighten of his posture, he takes a single step closer. 

"okay, let's say you weren't. let's say you're just reaaallyyy frustrated about whatever shit's going on with you. i could offer an ear, if you'd let me. usually screaming about it works. or PUNCHING SOMETHING. those are my favorite methods, personally."

“ hmm okay, that’s fair. ” she’d agree with that. has an ominous voice from a mysterious being that ever lead to something good? in most cases she’d say no. “ i don’t think i would either but you know—. '' she couldn't resist making fun of him. “ I think in your case, that voice is probably called a conscience. ”