#sometimesshattered

[prismaticmuses]

@sometimesshattered

(cont'd from here)

The twins sat in their room in silence. Linnaeus laid awake on his bed, propped up to read a book while music from his headphones drowned out the sound of the storm; Honey sat on the windowsill, gazing out across the street, admiring the heavy sheets of rain obscuring the cityscape. Neither had been able to sleep.

Linnaeus' music was interrupted by a ping on his device. He looked up to Honey, who hadn't heard the sound but still followed her intuition to look back over to her brother curiously. Without a word, Linnaeus read the message, eyes widened, and quickly shot over a worried glance to Honey, whose expression immediately changed, assuming correctly that their friend was in trouble.

Their worried glances turned to their bedroom door. Olivier was still home. Linnaeus looked to his sister and raised a synthetic finger to his lips. Honey nodded and sat still at the window, watching as her brother silently opened the door to head downstairs, not even bothering to put a shirt on. Any normal person's footsteps could be heard squeaking over the wooden steps every so often, but Linnaeus was trained better than to make any sound. Still, opening the front door wasn't going to be quiet, especially with the storm raging outside.

He took a deep breath to steel himself for any consequences this decision would have and swiftly opened the front door, grabbed Blake by the arm, and hurried her inside before closing the door again as quickly as possible.

"Kuso, you're drenched!" He commented in hushed tones. The feeling of wet cloth was new and unpleasant. He looked to his palm with disgust and shook off the moisture. "What are you-?" He shook his head and started over. "Never mind, get upstairs. And be quiet."

#apricus au #muse: linnaeus #muse: honey #mashiro twins #sometimesshattered

[ajue]

some soft valentines gays for @teamlarl and @sometimesshattered

#rwby #rwby oc #blake belladonna #adrastia ennius #artists on tumblr #teamlarl #sometimesshattered #wlw #valentines day #gift

[cardinneverloses]

@sometimesshattered Replied.

“Yea, well… I’ve been told I should be more ‘Sporadic’ and ‘Inviting’ so I guess I should participate in the fall festival in town. Apparently you have to go in costume. So this is my way of being in costume without being in costume. Though… the thought still stands. Would it be heavily racist?”

#sometimesshattered #Mobile; #he has a point #and a reason to worry >~>

[teamlarl]

@sometimesshattered​ continued from here

As if sensing the presence of another, Renatus shifted in his sleep. Golden eyes blearily opened up. The former huntsman immediately realized that, yes, he wasn’t alone, and old instincts kicked in. Renatus tensed, ready to leap into action- oh, it was just Giada.

He hadn’t meant to fall asleep at his desk. Sigh, he never did. Yet his inability to put his work down had made this a common occurrence over the years. The sad fact was that he wasn’t as young as he used to be, though even back then he had worked himself to the bone.

Renatus was self aware enough to admit to his many faults, but his work ethic wasn’t one of them... Though he could easily see it framed as such.

The kind of hours that he put in wasn’t healthy, he knew deep down. But what else could he do? He was the Emperor of Mistral. His people relied on him. Like children looking towards their father.

Perhaps if he had a family of his own to devote his time to... no, no. That wasn’t fair. Phoenix and Ikaros were his sons, even if their mothers did a lot of the leg work in regards to them. Renatus cursed himself for wanting more, as if the sons he had weren’t enough.

As if the consistent rumors regarding his complete lack of an empress didn’t bother him.

By Amateru, his thoughts were all a jumble... he could blame that on how groggy he was.

“Ah, Giada...” Renatus acknowledged softly. He yawned loudly as he sat up, doing his best to duck his head into the pit of his elbow. A process which showed more of his arms and further emphasized the tightness of his dress shirt. Let it never be said that the emperor slacked on the regimen he’d started as a huntsman.

“What brings you to my office?” He did his best to shoot her his best, fatherly smile. It was rather undercut by the bags under his eyes. The exhausted emperor glanced towards the window, gauging the height of the shattered moon in the sky. It was late. Very late.

Why was Giada here?

“...Are you alright?”

#sometimesshattered #;renatus #v; renaissance (88 to 100 PW)

[steeleokami]

@sometimesshattered, continued from X

Steele had to admit, Blake was getting really good at pinning down his tastes. It was clear that already, she was a Huntress of an entirely higher caliber. So there he stood, the backstage exit blocked by her expectant eyes.

Running a hand through his silver hair, he tosses his head back and gives off a light chuckle, before returning the gaze of his golden eyes onto hers. "If you're looking for my secretary, then congrats, you're lookin' at him," he offered as his hand raised itself in playful defense. "And I'm happy to say the boss' schedule suddenly found itself all cleared up."

It was true, as she had the grace to catch him after the show. The defensive hand now pointed forward in a gesture of invitation, and his smile grew back into place. "So since your night isn't gonna be a waste... What sounds good for dinner?"

#sometimesshattered

[sherekhanum]

"I know I look like Hell... but hear me out." Blake's hands hung tensely at her sides, tired eyes regarding Sienna with an imploring sense of desperation. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten, nor slept. That's why she was here, why she had come back home, proverbial tail between her legs. She was lost. She needed to find her way back to herself. And she needed help.

"You look like a lot more than just Hell, sheranee." Sienna murmured, looking up her daughter niece up and down.

To put it bluntly, Blake looked like shit.

Which was to be expected, she supposed. Blake had been off the radar ever since Mistral. She, Ghira, and Kali knew that Blake had been heading off towards Atlas (or at least that's the impression they'd been given), but what the fuck happened that Blake... wound up like THIS.

Blake's bags under her eyes had bags. She looked like a fucking skeleton, but despite that there was a slight bump in her frame- Oh, fucking Kurama, she was pregnant.

"Blake, what the fuck?!"

#sometimesshattered

[wulfriic]

She stares at him as if she’s seeing a ghost. And maybe that’s what he is—a ghost of the past. Eyes wide and unblinking, lips parted around a tense breath, she finally speaks in a hushed, cautious tone. “Is it really you?”

That voice... He knows that voice, he knows the owner of that voice. Of course, he does, she's someone very dear to him. Someone he left behind when Beacon went down. Add that to his growing list of regrets and fuck-ups. He can't even look her straight in the eyes lest she sees his own, barely held-back tears. Still, he swallows all his grief and lets out a sigh he didn't know he was holding. 'Time to face the music' he thinks.

"Y-yeah, Blake. It's really me. D'you know anyone who's got hair as white as me? And Weiss doesn't count." Poor attempt at a joke, maybe sarcasm, to ease the tension in the room. "I uh... I'm sorry, for leavin' back then. I had something to take care of while Beacon was y'know, going down. I couldn't contact you when it was all done and dusted. That doesn't get me off the hook, and I don't expect it to, but... Shitty of me to leave like that." He knew he was talking too much and too fast, and that happened when he was nervous, he just hoped she understood.

"D'you forgive me? Promise it won't happen again, I don't intend to let somethin' like that happen again. I swear."

#sometimesshattered #( Ask ) #( Answered ) #Thanks sm for the ask! #Feel free to make this into a thread if u wanna!

[bxd-kxrma]

@sometimesshattered Continued.

“Would you believe it’s cause they don’t give out Mommy kisses as a official treatment?” Karma giggled lightly, wincing slightly as Blake wrapped her wrist. When done, she held up her hand just a bit closer to Blake, implying she wanted a kiss to the boo-boo. Of course she was only teasing, whether she got one or not didn’t much matter to her but still she insisted.

“To be honest, it’s cause you wrap my hands better than anyone, the nurse is ok at it but kinda rough when I go to her for small wounds like this. She loves me.” Another joke, Karma was well aware she was most likely the cause of any gray hairs the nurse may have. “And! Also because I haven’t seen you in forever too, so I thought ‘two birds one stone’ right?”

#Good Karma; #sometimesshattered

[solar-throne]

“So… where exactly are we? This map is confusing.” (Someone show her around the city! She’s new :D)

"Hm? Oh, well we're in the Evergreen Basin right now. Is there someone specific you need to be?" Thad pointed out the general area they currently were on the map, he had grew up in the city so it made it far easier to tell that the stranger was new.

#sometimesshattered #[Muse;Thaddeus Bell]

[apricusdays]

“Let’s just say, if my account balance was measured in rocks, I would not have a very big pile. My moral standards get a little hazy when I am facing this kind of deprivation.” (Give the girl some work! XD)

"Well well well! Look what the cat dragged in." The figure behind the mask let out a distorted chuckle, "Pardon the jest little lady. But, yes! You've come to the right place." Zeus twirls his lighting-bolt decorated cane and spins around, marching down the aisle of the massive casino. "Dream Street has all manner of opportunities for an inspiring young lady like yourself. Most like to fancy themselves at the tables but..." The scanners behind the mask brought up what he could find of the girl's city profile- a newcomer. He tsks. "Not yet. That's for our more... trusted employees. We always need people serving the customers, tossing out the bad ones, and keeping everything straightened up. Though if showmanship is more your thing, we have some openings on stage if your song or dance impresses our talent manager enough. If you're really good I could put a word in to the Red Queen and get you a spot at the Wonderland Club, you know." Then again, if she was really as... flexible as she claimed, Janus could always use the help for the under the table business, provided she could stomach their abrasive nature.

He turns back around once they passed a row of slot machines and into an office, the four suits on the mask rotating a few times like cards being shuffled.

"So! Why don't you show me what you've got? Where should I put you? It better be your best; this is the highest profile outfit in the city after all and I'm not in the business to hire slouches."

#apricusdays #sometimesshattered #Zeus #Location: Lighting Strikes Twice Casino #Verse: Main

[prismaticmuses]

@sometimesshattered​ from here

It was a good thing he got there when he did. Blake was definitely not in a good state of mind to be left alone. He stiffened a bit when she first threw her arms around his shoulders. Still, he could forgive that given her unbalanced state. But it was hard to excuse her following actions as just part of being drunk. After all, this was an entirely new situation for Linnaeus. But, being the professional gentleman that he was, he just ignored it for now- they could talk about it later.

He didn’t move, didn’t push her away, just sort of leaned his head back and let her head rest closer to his chest. “... You don’t,” he muttered in response to her ‘smell good’ comment; the stench of alcohol was all over her. And now, it was on his face, too.

His eyes glanced up to the club behind her, checking to make sure she hadn’t been followed and no one was watching them suspiciously. Everything seemed fine for now, but they should still move. He put a hand up to touch her shoulder. “Can you walk?”

#>:D #sometimesshattered #muse: linnaeus #apricus au

[ajue]

once more i am being forced to post my art and be perceived

concept doodle of @sometimesshattered’s rwby oc giada as she takes the mantle of the spirit of knowledge

#rwby #rwby oc #giada belladonna #relic of knowledge #rwby jinn #concept art #gift #sometimesshattered

[cardinneverloses]

@sometimesshattered

‘Just don’t think about it.’ Marry’s words rang in Cardin’s head as he looked down to his opened suitcase in the, very ok-ish, suit he had bought for himself and Blake. How was he not supposed to think about work? This was his first time going on a vacation and all he normally thought about was work.

What was he supposed to think about? Even as he rummaged through his luggage he couldn’t help but be irritated at her words. Until he found a small slip of paper, folded and put between two pairs of clothes. Unfolding it, it read ‘Stop thinking about it’

He rolled his eyes and mumbled “Damnit Marry.” Before letting out a sigh, putting the letter back in his luggage and zipping it back together. The room they had wasn’t what he thought. His mind thought this would be some sort of cruise for some reason and expected nice sheets, kind sized bed, a bowl with ice and wine. But what they got was just an average room sporting a king sized bed, average sheets, a table, dresser and landline phone.

“Ok. Don’t think about work. Got it. I can manage that. I think… I hope…” With a light application of cologne and fully changed into more comfortable, sea worthy clothes, a short sleeved shirt and shorts, he made his way out of the room and just as he exited, there she was. Blake.

A smile already formed on his features as he approached her “Hey, I didn’t keep you waiting long did I? I just needed to get used to the movement of the boat and you definitely don’t want to see that. So. How are you? I mean, about going back home.”

#ic; #sometimesshattered

[teamlarl]

@sometimesshattered continued from an ask

"I will," he sneered, "I've never made a mistake in my life."

It was a lie. The most obvious of ones. But just like any lie, intentional or not, it was designed to hurt.

"Except, perhaps, one," Aevum continued. "Bringing you with me. THAT might have been a mistake. Honestly! I thought you were smarter than this. But now we've got the COVEN on our tails! Humanoid Grimm! And my aura is broken! I cannot just portal us out of here!"

Aevum buried his head in his hands and screamed his frustration out.

"So, yes, Giada!" Aevum dared. "This is all your fault! We're on an alien planet with no way off and the locals pissed at us and it is all your fault! So if you have any more brilliant ideas I would love to listen!"

#sometimesshattered #;aevum #s; rewrite the stars (aevum x giada)

[steeleokami]

Continued from X

“Fuckin’ assholes.” Steele hissed under his breath as he looped an arm across Blake’s shoulders to keep her stable. “I’m gonna owe you big-time for this. I’m pretty sure that bottle was meant for me.” He adds, gently pressing his other hand to the gash in order to stem the bleeding. He wasn’t expecting his little demonstration in the street to go down so badly. It just goes to show how tightly some people loved to cling onto the convenient lies. “Pricks.”

#sometimesshattered

[cobalts-character-collection]

“You have a lot of experience with this sort of thing. Politics, I mean. I’m a little envious.” (For Lyra)

"That's kind of you to say, but the truth is I barely know what I'm doing. I spent all my life reading history, trying to learn from our past leaders, and yet now that I'm in charge I find myself winging it more and more. Sure it's good to know about the past, but the truth is politics is more about thinking on your feet then practicing long speeches."

#sometimesshattered #;Queen To E6