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bericas · 2 years
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first kill appreciation week (day 3) → favorite quote
It makes sense to me now. I fell too deeply. Had I never met Juliette Fairmont, maybe I could have loved moderately. Had I never met Calliope Burns, maybe I could have loved moderately.
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ivoryspill · 7 years
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WOW I MADE 222 FOLLOWERS AND THIS WILL BE MY 1000TH POST. 
let’s do a bias list, y’all.
THE CAST:
@viciousvainglory : holy fuck. i’ve known deth for probably almost three years now and holy fuck it feels like it. they’ve done countless things w/ me, including welcoming me into another fandom and participating in three others with me (including this one!!) i’d just like to say THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHOWING ME SUCH A GOOD TIME DETH. i hope we make more memories as time goes on and just know it’s been fuckin real, dude and i’m SO SO SO glad i met you!!!
@midoriyamight : dio is right up there with deth because i’ve always known you two to be a set . no matter what, you and deth always managed to make me feel so welcome and appreciated, and it’s always a fuckin party when i get to participate in shit with you. your interpretations fucking rock, as does your friendshippe, and I’M ALWAYS GONNA BE GLAD WE MET BC U N DETH ARE THE #ABSOLUTE BEST.
@izukusdeku : we only just started talking and all that but jesus christ it’s been a whole lot of fun to get to know you and your interpretation of izuku!! i love our au’s and i love laying awake in bed talking to you endlessly about countless nuances in our characters and i look forward to spending more and more time talking and rping!!!
@iimperium : BIRDY UR JUST. REALLY GREAT IN GENERAL. your shinsou is fucking top tier and i’m loving our villain au shit. you’ve really stuck out to me because well, for one, you and chris telling deth about me brought me back together w/ them and y’all don’t know how fuckin much that meant to me!!! your interpretation though? to die for. You? fuckin best mun ever. it’s people like you that make it easier for me to talk ooc when before i used to never really talk ooc, let’s fuck shit up my dude!!
@undxscloseddesxres : THIS IS MY GIRLFRIEND. SHE’S GUCCI AF AND SHE’S THE ONE WHO GOT ME INTO THIS SHITSHOW THAT REUNITED ME WITH ALL OF MY FRIENDS. I’d talk about how much you mean to me but fuck man you already know because we talk all the time.  @unltedstatesofsmash : MY BOI PYRO. man i love pyro. i’ve known them all the way since i fucking first started roleplaying on tunglr, and no matter what, we somehow always end up in the same fandom. you’re fuckin dope af pyro. i love your interpretations and ALTHOUGH IM NOT THE BEST RP PARTNER I DO ENJOY READIN UR THREADS W/ OTHER PEOPLE BC IT’S JUST NICE TO SEE YOU DO STUFF. also in general your toshinori is just. so fuckin good.
@girlunseen : OK I’VE TALKED TO HANSIE PROBABLY THE LEAST BUT SHE’S GOOD AF OK.  My fav thing about us getting to know each other is that you literally catapulted yourself at me and started chatting me up as if you already knew everything about me and?? i fucking respect that!!! you’re a total joy to see around and although we haven’t interacted proper, i look forward to when i get off my lil bitch ass and do something about it 
@fraudspurged: FAVORITE STAIN EVER AIGHT. you know what’s good, home dog, and i respect that. your ideas are absolutely dope as fuck, i LOVE LOVE LOVE your interpretation of the hero killer and all the little headcanons you come up with, and i always try to keep up w/ your threads w/ other people. all in all you’re gucci, i love you, and i’m glad i know you B)
@everybodysayhey​: i l o v e  alyssa’s mic. like. so fuckin much. i love his dynamic, i love how he interacts w/ my aizawa in particular, and just. he’s an all around dope as fuck interpretation. i would die for alyssa. she’s a gr8 mun and i’ve lost a lot of sleep stayin up to talk about her mic and my aizawa. in fact, that’s what i did today and that’s why i only got to bed around 5pm.
@presentcockatoomic​: another top tier ass mic. TBH you and alyssa are my two main mics so far. BOSS INTERPRETATION, i love our little ic banter threads, and i especially love the little nuances you’ve given mic. it really brings him to life into a believable character, and doesn’t just stick solely to the “loud bird man” face-value that the fandom has given him. stay funky fresh, my dude.
@mistblows​: WHAT A GOOD OC TBH. from what tuna tells me like. bruh. it just sounds like you’re full of dope ass ocs and I LIKE THAT. keep fuckin slaying, my dude. mao is a gucci ass character and i cant wait to do a full on proper thread with her B)c
THE STAGE CREW:
@todomom​: i literally just cannot wait to have her and aizawa be friends. for real. that shit has got me so fuckin hype. thats why ur here boo. ♥ love ur ice mum.
@nouxmu​: BIG PINGU PUPPY. ok maybe not literally. BUT BRUH IM LOVIN OUR DYNAMIC W/ AIZAWA AND NOUMU AND I CANT WAIT FOR OUR NEXT THREAD. 
@mightyfrail​: another of my fav toshinori’s. i kinda watch you from afar because you’ve always seemed 3cool5me but boi i love our thread so far and i’m hype for anything else we do together!! plus ultra!!!
@onefxrall​: MY OTHER OTHER FAVORITE TOSHINORI. even tho you’re new on my blog i still love you and your toshinori to bits. you spin me right round, baby. B)
@mxshirao​: we literally just started talking two days ago but LATE IS BETTER THAN NEVER and boi lemme tell you as i’ve told you so many times before. i love ojiro. more importantly, i love YOUR ojiro. :>
@pervertedmidget​: WE LITERALLY STARTED TALKING TODAY BUT UR COOL. we bonded over playing unlikable characters and having people bark @ us, and then we went on to bond over smoking weed. dope af. 10/10.
@aimxvoria​: dark plots. enough said. LMAO.
THE STUNT DOUBLES:
@presbyopic​: i honestly just rly like seeing you around. like i see your url in a thread w/ someone and i like give an approving nod off-screen. 
@erasureeyes​: DOPE AIZAWA. DOPE ART. i love when we subtly like each other’s posts but have literally never spoken a word to one another. rock on, motherfucker.
HONORARY MENTIONS:
@highspeccs @infamae @voicetypehero @tamakipse @watashi-ga-kita @allandmightyx @mideoku @midoyaya @mightysuccessor @strongtailxstrongwill @kerokerohero @frppi @decibellum @tunetest @prezentmic @strungbone​ @froppyhopper​ @hxllxwbxmber​ @izukx​ @bloodypeanuts​ @materialborn​ @allmightous​ @whispersong​ @altruisticpower​ @herohalf​ @heromight​ @liquidlegacy​ @handrot​ @sctwinkly​ @heartbeatist​ @thecommonmansheroes​ @truthnolie​ @brainiiactic​ @dadmighty​ @bloominghands​ @pctulant​ @cowlings​ @froghopped​ @kurotasm​ @exitstageentropy​ @kaeruhero​ @earjacked​ @hotestice​ @ofvirility​ @allmight-plusultra​ @cremationary​ @thehandcrusher​ @redrioted​ @howitzerximpact​ @organgrow​ @infernopride​ @stunbolts​ @bubblyacidqueen​ @gxnxralanxiety​
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artificialqueens · 7 years
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Lipstick on coffee cups {chapter 2} (Trixya) ~ Evelyn°c
AN: THANK YOU FOR THE LOVELY COMMENTS I LIVE!! Looking back on the first chapter i spotted a couple of mistakes, alot of repition of words and all that, so my apologies. This chapter is out pretty close to the first one cuz im in the middle of exams. I wanted to develop the story at least a bit more before i die of maths revision and cant write for a while.
Also “chugging at their piping hot bean water” is probably the best thing ill ever write. Thats the best you’re gonna get. Enjoy! ( ˊ̱˂˃ˋ̱ )
Trixie had tried to forget about last nights encounter. She really had. Part of her was wondering if Katya was even real (she did look pale enough to be a ghost.)
Alas, after replaying the scene an unnecessary amount of times in her head she landed on the conclusion it was real. An odd Russian woman had come in before closing time, drank her cappuccino, winked at her, then floated away into the night.
The next day Trixie rolled into work particularly early, wondering if Katya would keep to her words and return. Just for the coffee of course. And maybe a chat if Trixie was lucky.
She scanned the room, noticing a few customers huddled in the cramped booths, shivering and chugging at their piping hot bean water, ignoring the pang of pain that came with it. The weather was less than friendly, pelting anyone who dared step outside with buckets of rainfall.
If the decor looked bad at night, it looked hideous in the day. The carpets were something right out of an 80’s film, and the walls were plastered with a damp wallpaper. It had once been a neon red, now it was rendered this sort of blood orange after years of bombardment from latte steam.
Day shifts were nice. Theres just enough customers to avoid going insane from lack of human contact. Plus she had Kim, who was fun enough to talk to. They had attended art school and shared a dorm together for a good number of years.
“Kim?” Trixie murmured, leaning on her hands gently to avoid smudging her makeup.
“What is it Trix” Kim responded from the stockroom behind the counter, a clear lisp softening her tone. Her head peeked out from the door as she hoisted a fresh bag of coffee grounds to the machine.
“I think I’m going insane” Trixie responded in a distressed voice, flopping her head to the counter with a small clunk, her wavy hair splayed out around her.
“Im aware” Kim giggled, loading the machine with the bitter grounds, pausing momentarily to flip thick strands of black hair out of her face.
Whilst Kim was a morning person, Trixie certainly wasn’t. Then again, she wasn’t a night person either. Sometimes she’d consider what type of person she was at all. Trash person?
“Is this about that weird German lady you felt the need to text me about at 11:00pm”
“Russian” Trixie corrected, propping herself up on the counter, shooting a look at Kim as she did so.
“Do you get the hots for all the customers with accents?” Kim joked, slapping Trixies arm with a perfectly pedicured hand. How Kim managed to do so much manual labour whilst maintaining her perfect appearance was baffling to Trixie.
“Ok firstly, rude. Secondly, she was funny! I just want to talk.” Trixie protested, she had managed to convince herself that Katya was just intriguing. ‘I may of just murdered a man’ kind of intriguing.
If she dug deep down however, part of her would say Katya looked downright stunning. A jawline that could cut steel, two smoky eyes, wide and crazed, and calves crafted from stone by the gods themselves. But she wouldn’t admit that to Kim.
“Anyway” Trixie continued, glancing over to Kim who had an equally bored expression at this point. “You’re in no position to talk, how about the way you act around Naomi?”
“Miss smalls happens to be a very good friend with ideas for this branch” Kim said matter-of-factly whilst poorly concealing the creeping red around her cheeks. “Whatever, i have to go do a stock check. For the love of god, DON’T BREAK ANYTHING”
“When’s the last time i broke something?”
“You smashed 2 mugs and a plate just yesterday”
Trixie gave a brief wave of her hand, eyes half closed. “Noted” she grunted before turning back around to the counter. Once she’d heard the clip clop of Kim’s heels fade into the background noise of working machinery and boiling water, she fixated her stare on the counter, tracing circles on the table with her nail.
To be honest, Trixie wasn’t sure what to think. She certainly wasn’t infatuated with Katya by any means. She’d never been prone to having crushes, why start now? Trixie tried to mimic Katya’s enthusiastic laugh in her head. It was manic and uncensored. Her whole face would probably scrunch up into a big toothy grin.
Maybe Trixie wanted answers. Why come into a coffee shop so late on a monday night? Did you move here from Russia? How old are you? Whats with that last name? It almost sounds fake…Are you real? Have you been sent here from Russia to assassinate me under a false identity?! Unbeknownst to Trixie, somewhere between the second and third question, a customer had walked up to the counter. They gave a small cough to try and grab the blondes attention whilst she gawked at the counter, lost in thought.
“Can i like, order something?” The voice piped up, startling Trixie to the extent where she jumped a bit.
Breathing a sigh, she looked to the person ahead of her. She was a taller girl, blonde hair curved elegantly around the frame of her face, sporting a golden nose ring that glistened as she shifted.
“Y-yeah what can i get you?” Trixie mumbled, not quite in it completely.
“Just something strong” the tall girl spoke, almost disinterestedly. She seemed pre-occupied staring into the corner of the café at another customer.
“Well, how about the-”
“Yeah yeah sounds fine.”
Trixie huffed, pursing her lips. “One ’yeah yeah sounds fine’ coming up.”
The customer rolled her eyes at Trixie’s comment, yet she was still utterly fixated at the other girl in the corner. Trixie was almost intrigued enough to ask who she was looking at, but her social anxiety would never allow this.
A few minutes later and she produced a steaming cup of caffeine, warm to the touch. “Want your name on the side?” Customers always loved that feature. Looks good on social media posts, and that never hurts publicity.
“Pearl” She spat back, finally focusing on the matter at hand as she produced the correct amount of change from her pocket. Trixie began to scrawl against the side of the paper cup.
“Actually, there was something else i was meant to do” Pearl drawled on, picking up the cup and bringing it to her lips. She rustled into her pocket and grasped a small slip of paper. She slid it along the table over to Trixie who just gawked.
“Your number?” Trixie inquired, examining the slip further.
“Excuse you, I’m taken!” Pearl spoke, mustering the most disgust she could in her voice. Though by anyone’s standards it was still monotone. Pearl looked over to the corner and waved at the girl, who was presumably her girlfriend. That made sense.
“So then who’s?” Trixie said holding it up to her eyes now, squinting slightly.
“My colleague over at the fashion agency, Katya zamoblamowhammo or whatever” Pearl recounted. She almost threw the money against the table before beginning to walk away.
Trixie had to do a double take.
“Wait wait wait pearl did she…give you an explanation?”
Pearl looked like Trixie as if she was the biggest inconvenience she had ever experienced. She paused for a moment, rubbing her forehead before letting out a drawn sigh. “Yeaah something about being ‘sorry she couldn’t make it today. She wants to talk’…other gay stufff….”
Trixie was no doubt bright red by now. “Thanks pearl” She quipped half sarcastically. A small bit of her was grateful, thanks to pearl she had Katya’s number.
She had katya’s number. That felt good to say. Was this first base? Maybe she was overthinking it. Lots of friends meet by showing interest in each-other then exchanging numbers, nothing special.
Of corse Pearl was sat down with her girlfriend by now, giggling away, taking contented sips at her drink. Trixie hoped the caffeine would wake her up at least a bit.
“Everything alright back there?” Kim yelled from the back room.
“Fine” Trixie squeaked.
Well, not really. She was freaking out.
The rain hammered down on Ru’s coffee place. It made the noise of pindrops falling on a sheet of metal, covering the noise of Trixies heart pounding out of her chest.
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