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@becomestorm​   /   this is they, “ you are here ”, canon - div dragon faunus ren from r/wby, my favourite emotionally stunted scalie, this is where i’m logged in most often   /   ren’s blog is also attached to @volarent​ recently pruned multi for characters like li, velvet, and test muses like maria, and shopkeep.   /   main, sorta active.

@ephmrele​   /   beautiful, fantastic, mesmerising, once again slightly canon - div blake from r/wby, my cat daughter ex - terrorist, ex - assassin, wanderlust prone goth gf with a penchant for running away but always coming back to those who matter.   /   low activity.

@valianse​   /   it’s honestly just safer to assume all my canon muses are canon - div at this point but here he is, jaune of r/wby, my guilt - complex ridden knight with religious trauma, sliding up the chaotic scale from keeping cheese sticks in his hoodie pocket to faking transcripts and probably tax evasion.   /   low activity.

@vulpesd​   /   another muse with a penchant for chaos, fox of r/wby is a smart - mouthed desert - born warrior whose interests include podcasts, eating fried worms, long walks on the beach, and kicking in the teeth of anyone who dares to underestimate him. he’s also a sagittarius.   /   low activity.

@rtrograde​   /   bastard   …   i was very tempted to leave it at just that. if you want someone maimed, humiliated, poisoned, traumatised, made fun of, gaslit, kidnapped, impeded, doxxed, jeopardised, intimidated, or harassed via online bullying, then mercury of r/wby, is your guy. he can also read your natal chart.   /   low activity.

@tempestial​   /    zhen’s a dragon shifter oc still heavily under construction. a former celestial and manifestation of the dragon zodiac, zhen was punished eons ago for transgressions against the gods and was cursed to reincarnate over and over again. say “ yolo” to him, he’ll snap all your tendons.   /   semi - active.

hush open and propped against her shoulder, noire exited the stadium amongst the crowd. the four of them had won their match easily, laughably so. it had been a while since she fought for pure enjoyment. cinder had said that the four of them would need to discuss future plans, but neo never bothered with attending. the others seemed to make plans just fine without her. besides, the fairgrounds reminded her of mistral, the constant talking and people moving reminiscent of the night markets, and a smile grew on her face at the familiarity.

her thoughts drift back to the other matches in the festival as she walked up to the ‘curry up’ food stand. she spared an unelegant snort at the pun. none of the other matches had been interesting. neo seats herself at the stand, ordering a bowl and drumming her fingers on the table. movement next to her breaks her concentration, neo glancing towards the other. she hadn’t paid attention to the other matches, but this one did look like one of the kids in CFVY. she shrugs, writing out a question on a note and sliding it over to fox. no use betting on whether they knew sign language or not.

keeping to himself, nails tapped excitedly over the wooden surface. their mission had gone really well the day before, extra credit assignments during vytal were a drag but at least it kept them busy between rounds. fox had passed out and woken up just in time for a festival food breakfast, and they weren’t skimping out on vacuo - mistrali dishes like they had last year. instinct still nagged at the back of his mind though, focusing on where he’d heard the slide of paper before actually looking at the person next to him and inquiring, curiously.

are you open to on-the-fly shipping with your muse?

what sort of things does your muse look for in a partner?

what sort of things does your muse AVOID in a partner?

what is the lowest and highest age person you’ll ship with your muse?

how easily does your muse fall in love?

has your muse dated before? if so, how long did those relationships usually last?

would your muse ever get married?

does your muse usually take the lead in relationships?

who are some characters you ship your muse with?

do you tend to write more romantic ships, or more platonic and familial ships?

how long does your muse have to know someone before they decide to ask them out?

what is your muse’s love language?

how easily would your muse get over a bad breakup?

does your muse usually plan out dates or go with the flow?

if your muse is uncomfortable in a relationship, will they address the problem or keep quiet?

does your muse believe in soulmates?

would your muse forgive their partner for cheating on them?

how many ships do you currently have with your muse?

is there someone your muse has a crush on, but who you don’t actually have a ship with?

this is something i’ve been meaning to jot down for a while. the main headcanon is under the disco conversation, i just needed to throw it in here for extra clarity.

∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ 04/04/2020 [21:51] there’s this one scene in atf where fox is using a compass in order to track someone through the desert right [21:53] even though it was on his scroll, it reminded me of this factoid i’d learned where foxes actually use gravitational pull of true north or earth’s magnetic waves in order to hunt their prey right [21:54] wait, lemme find it [21:54] https://earthsky.org/earth/foxes-use-earths-magnetic-field-to-jump-on-prey-earthsky.org foxes are the first animals thought to use earth’s magnetic field to judge distance, not just direction. [21:55] and i was thinking, if real foxes can do that, why not just make fox a fox faunus so he can do that without a scroll ? [21:56] and i know that is to some degree compensating for his disability, but i don’t think it really changes much in regard to making his life 100 percent easier / it just gives him a sixth sense of where due north is [21:57] and it’s not like his own semblance doesn’t make up for the fact that he can still track people with remarkable ease, or that he doesn’t face difficult challenges when he can’t use it either [21:58] if one of his teammate’s breaks their aura, or if fox runs out of it he’s at a significant disadvantage [21:58] he almost died in atf because there was someone who could block semblances nearby [21:59] plus fox has significant trauma surrounding feeling a teammate or loved one break their aura which he needs to get over [22:00] he is so used to being able to talk to someone mentally, and feeling that mind connection snap because that person’s died, whether it be by grimm, or the desert, or an assailant [22:01] i mean, he’s not used to it, it still sends him into panic [22:02] it’s actually worse when that person is anticipating their death, because fox can’t find it in himself to break that connection so he can’t hear anymore / because he doesn’t want that person to be alone [22:03] holy shit i need to write this down — [22:23] i think that might be one of the only times to see fox truly vulnerable? because when someone doesn’t have any aura, it’s hard for him to “see” them with his sense, it’s hard for him to find them, and it’s one of the only times he feels truly helpless, when he can’t aid the people he loves? [22:24] fox is so resilient, and he’s a magnificent survivor with an iron will / but the thing is that that he left vacuo so he could find something to survive for and nothing matters to fox more than the connections he makes [22:24] so when they snap, he goes into panic mode [22:25] sometimes, when fox wakes up and he’s disoriented from a nightmare, he’ll murmur something like “i can’t see, i can’t see” but he’s not actually talking about his sight [22:25] he’s talking about losing a loved one, because he can’t sense their aura anymore — [22:37] like, fox knows he’s is capable and he is the last one to underestimate someone’s abilities but that mind connection forcibly snapping is his only trigger [22:38] it has a different physical effect on him rather than if a person just decided to close their mind off [22:40] it’s like ??? i guess, shutting something down before an update, or pulling out a memory stick before data is finished transferring / you have the capability to fuck up whatever data was being sent across and fox can feel that corruption in his bones [22:41]god this like, really helped with me solidifying his semblance stuff and looking at it in new ways — [23:02] fghj this is hurting my heart [23:03] i think i might’ve said it before, but this really is one of the only times that fox can be seen vulnerable ?? normally he’s so solid and mellow and in a good mood / bad stuff is sometimes water off a duck’s back yknow, but it’s so rare to see him shaken ??

tl;dr — fox is one of the characters in the show who has been canonically written to be able to sense and monitor how much aura someone has left without looking at someone’s scroll. his ability to sense someone else’s aura, and through that connection their mind, has become essential to how he navigates the world.

fox’s capabilities when it comes to connecting to people through the mind is a lot more than simple telepathy. in atf, when he was rid of his assistive dialogue program on his scroll he had to use his semblance to metaphorically “see through someone else’s [edward’s] eyes” / it’s more than a mind link! in my headcanons, fox will eventually come to feel what other people are feeling too as they are very closely associated with someone’s thought process. the more familiarity fox has with someone, the more he might even be able to feel physical sensations.

so what happens when someone that fox is familiar with dies? in the middle of having their minds telepathically linked? fox feels their agony and fear. he has felt the last words and thoughts and feelings of someone who has perished. the mental link snaps and it feels almost physical as if fox has died alongside them. and so —

when someone is linked to fox telepathically, and their aura shatters? it can be triggering for fox. depending on his stress level, how much aura he has, how many people are around to gather intel from? it can send him into the kind of panic that not many people have witnessed before. if fox can’t find that person physically and hear their voice or touch them, and basically confirm they aren’t dead then his panic will steadily rise.

@kintsgi​   ›   unscripted   (   always acc.   )

he could still remember the first time he’d been paired with blake on missions. during his last year at shade he wasn’t sure how they’d match up, she as someone who utilised the environment best, and fox who sometimes needed someone to guide him through whatever a.d.a. couldn’t see. who would have known they’d eventually synchronise with such harmony ? a symphony of desert and shadow built in a crescendo to form the perfect take downs. she was so clear now, his mind could form her silhouetted aura if he tried hard enough. still, this was blake, and her form had never been without the mysterious smoky texture, the shadowy caress as soft and lethal as belladonna flowers. maybe that could have scared him once upon time, but now it just made vulpine boy fall in love again and again and again. it was difficult to not be awed when familiarly could make the flicker of blake’s form almost visible, how her use of aura made the flashing ribbons of deep purple an artwork all of their own.

in a fight they’re lethal   —

ada was in one ear, and blake the other. he could tell apart the real one just barely, sensing the well of aura that was deeper than her clones, following the echo of her thoughts with his mind, the sound of her voice, watching for where she cushioned her footsteps, or where she didn’t to reveal the noise.   ‘   with you around, bright eyes   ?   ’   she’d told him their colour once upon a time ; an eye like the clearest sky, and one like the sun. oh he’d never longed to see the expression in them so much as when she taunted him like this, as if she was unburdened and free, playing with fire that was the shower of sparks between their blades.   ‘   never.   ’   the ruins that they fight amongst stand tall even amidst the clash of katana and tonfa, laying witness to the elegant dance between cat and fox, trading knives like children did cards, with the bright gleaming grin of a star - crossed tryst. eventually when they do call spar quits, belladonna’s current win could be heard in a cocky little strut, and it’s then that vulpine snags blake’s waist to pull her into a heated kiss. like this he could pretend that he hadn’t actually lost.