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today went... way differently than i expected? lmao my brother, who’s been across the country training with the military for a year, suddenly called me and asked if i wanted to hang out. turns out after his grad last week he got to come home bc he’s being stationed in the province, which i didn’t realize

basically, i got a surprise afternoon of playing apex with my little brother, and it was nice uvu

ALRIGHT. in between some gaming and a quick outing i’ve been working on a new theme. most of my day went in to it and i think it’s OFFICIALLY FINISHED. thank god lmfao

that said, i’m really pleased with the results? :’>

shiro cried a lot as a kid. he’s always been a very emotional person, has always felt his emotions strongly, and as a boy he had little handle on controlling them. he’d get overwhelmed easily and when frightened, worried, anxious, sad, and even when happy enough, he’d often start to cry. it wasn’t until he was in his teens that he finally started managing to control these sorts of reactions.

Which Aesthetic Color are you?

forest green

You're in your own world, spinning fictions and building realities and finding the poetry in ordinary things. The people around you can tell there's something special to you, and you're well-loved by a some very good people. But even to your closest friends, you're a bit of a mystery. This always surprises you to hear, because you don't mean to put walls up-- you just get so caught up in things nobody else sees that you forget to let yourself be seen. You're complicated, and sometimes you get tangled in it. Don't worry, though, it's not off-putting; despite your accidental air of mystery, your warmth can be seen like a campfire through distant trees.

tagged by: stolen from @arcbright​ tagging: follow my example

@vrepit-sa​:  Breathes down the back of Shiro’s neck

     “ god-- ”

  jumping in ALARM at the sensation of hot breath on the back of his neck, some space is put between them as shiro WHIPS AROUND, fist at the ready. eyes fall upon sendak, however, and with a moment of hesitation, he relaxes. slightly.

     “ don’t do that, ”  he about snaps, anxiety triggered and keeping him on edge. how, he has to wonder for the UPTEENTH time, is someone so large able to be so damn quiet?  “ surely you have better things to do than trying to SCARE ME. ”

where can you find grey?

@holowitted  /  elliot “mirage” witt  /  apex legends   »  active  (main focus atm)

@hangsangjunbi  /  crypto  /  apex legends   »  active

@kienokoru  /  takashi “shiro” shirogane  /  v:ld complete AU + multiverse  »  slow

@forhapning  /  elsa  /  frozen    »  hiatus

@pafallende  /  multimuse    »  hiatus

alias.  grey birthday.   july 29th gender.   nonbinary relationship status.  married, i guess??? zodiac sign.  leo siblings.  just one brother. younger by 3 years time.  4:43pm type of phone.  samsung love or lust.   i’m aroace lemonade or ice tea.  lemonade cats or dogs.   cats coke or pepsi.   coke day or night.  i like both makeup or natural.  natural bc i’m lazy. i do like wearing makeup sometimes though met a celebrity?  uhm..... not any big names? chapstick or lipstick.   chapstick last song you listened to.  fake love  -  bts

tagged: stole it from @fearfcrged tagging: just steal it lmao

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

@grimesucker​:  ( x )

IT’S FINE - dox has spent his OWN time lying on the floor, a handful of various objects floating above him under the influence of his magic - a mushroom, a ball of moss, loose petals from a flower ; like a druidic mobile . the items remain floating even as dox turns attention towards shiro, returned from what was meant to be a simple errand run ;

                     “ s’okay. time is fake. it means nothing to the trees, it means nothing to me.                                                               —were you at the bakery again ?”

  padding across the room, eyes on the objects floating above dox, one of shiro’s ears simply twitches to acknowledge that he’s heard the response. ---THEN a half-second later, the question brings him to a screeching halt, his gaze snapping to dox, looking both STARTLED and perhaps a bit found out.

     ‘ what? --no. ’  the answer is immediate, and shiro internally curses himself for reacting on that denial instinct. it only makes him sound more guilty. in an effort to LESSEN his obviousness, he continues;  ‘ the bakery’s nowhere near where i had to go, why would i... ’

trailing off, allowing the words the HANG in the air like dox’s ball of moss, he realizes it’s no use. dox sees right through him and already knows that yes, he went to stare at the cute bakery boy again. conceding, though not without some embarrassed irritation, the werewolf puffs an exhale through his nose and moves to stand over the prone shaman, DROPPING a bundle of herbs onto his chest.

     ‘ --just take your coltsfoot. ’

shiro: *has a uc nickname dox gave him & everyone around them uses* also shiro, meeting someone new: hi i’m shiro