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[In this case, yes. Her self doubt was eating at her, leaving her with precious little confidence and even less self-worth. It was a side of her no one else would see if she had any say. She couldn't show such weakness.

A spark of anger lit deep in her belly as he spoke. While she knew he meant well and he was right, it reminded her so much of being scolded Keeper Dashana when she was still a novice. That just sharpened her dismay in herself.

Sighing, she let herself straighten up in his embrace, trying to keep her temper in check. He was the last person that deserved her ire.]

... of course.

[ He nods. It's a response to the apparent shock and a greeting.]

Nozaki Mayu.
My older brother is your age.

[Said older brother is a 190cm giant.]

[So, Mayu comes from a long line of Giants. Good to know.]

It's nice to meet you, Nozaki-kun. You have an older brother? I actually have a little sister, she goes to kindergarten. This is actually my first time traveling outside of my town

Uh....

[Roxas is not sure how to react beyond blushing and keeping still. Elize is a friend but, how does one respond to this kind of situation? The closest he can get is when he'd lean on Axel but that was different.]

[Roxas shifts so he's sort of leaning on Emizel. He's sort of mumbling.]

'm Fine.

Rachel sat next to Noah, pouring over sheet music, it was very late, and Rachel didn't know how long they had been looking for the perfect song for, but even though Rachel would never admit it, she was tired.

She leaned against Noah, as the lyrics started to blur together, and suddenly she couldn't see anything at all.

[ To be fair, with all the fighting she does as a Precure as well as her boundless energy in doing... pretty much anything and everything she can to help people, it's no surprise that Megumi would eventually exhaust herself at some point.

So, needless to say, one day while they're at the embassy, she ends up falling asleep while waiting for the others to arrive. And... as luck would have it, she's using Seiji's lap as a pillow.

Have fun with that, Seiji. ]

[either or!]

[ it's complicated, because for octavia's part she knows she hasn't seen anyone seriously since lincoln and all that entailed, and while she can't be certain with raven, she's fairly sure there's been no one serious since finn, too - at least, she's fairly certain that the rumour mill would have spewed forth something if there had been. baggage doesn't even begin to describe what they're carrying on their backs, what they're clearly trying to leave outside of this damn tent, and half the problem is that octavia kind of feels like maybe dragging some of that baggage in with them won't be so bad.

except that poses a whole bunch of problems in and of themselves, and octavia might be great at running after things with naught but a sharpened blade and an angry shout but when it comes to actually approaching topics with feelings? it wasn't her strong suit to begin with, these days she's even worse, and words just seem far too hard.

raven shifts, moves her leg, and octavia has seen this before. she's seen the way the other girl carries herself, and she's seen the frustrated lines of tension at her brow every time. she's seen this before, but she hasn't been this close before, and she certainly hasn't been privy to anything more than the bitter huff as she swiftly makes herself scarce, likely to prove herself by doing something twice as hard. octavia is much closer now, she can hear the soft exhale of her breath and feel the slight rise in tension in her muscles, and she responds by running her fingers through raven's hair with a little more focus. her fingers run along the other girl's scalp, sighing quietly at the point of contact at her stomach. ]

So, I heard they want you to start training up some newbie engineers, [ she comments quietly, more for the sake of breaking the silence than any real attempt at conversation. it's too quiet to think right now, and octavia's mind is desperately whirring between 'leave it be' and 'dive in headfirst'. ] start the 'new generation' or some branwada like that.

[Hawke doesn't sleep well. After the mage uprising, any sleep at all is troubled. Often, flames erupt at the tips of her fingers, waking her.

Tonight, however, she seems to actually be asleep. No magic, no tossing. Just asleep.

Of course, the position she fell asleep in (her body rested against her leg) isn't conducive to holding her position. So, she's shifted at times and now has her head rested on the shoulder of Fenris.]

( ota! )

If she hadn't suffered from nightmares, he would have been surprised. The war was exhausting for all of them, particularly those of them who ended up on the front lines for whatever reason. Draco had been dragged into it, while Hermione had willingly gone alongside Potter. It was her prerogative, of course, but that didn't mean the blond understood it.

Nightmares, though- Well, those, he understood. Which was why he didn't really move as she suddenly jolted herself awake. His eyes merely followed her, making sure she wasn't in too much of a panic. And when she seemed lucid enough to acknowledge who he was, one shoulder rose and fell in a little shrug.

"Travelling, I suppose. I couldn't tell you how I ended up in the same seat as you, but I imagine it's likely the universe telling me to make polite conversation," he informed her mildly. "What are you doing here?"

[aw, man, why does she gotta be like that, can't she just lie there and pretend not to care about raven's issues and not fill the silence and just let her sleep? she'd hoped that would be a family trait, but apparently pocchahontas is far nicer than her shooter brother. raven's still not all that into talking, because her favourite topic of conversation right now would have to be 'so hey are we going to make out ever again or was that whole i've been wanting to do that just bullshit?'. and octavia's tummy is comfortable like few things ever are.]

Branwada? What's that, you can't save up syllables and just say shit now? [there's a pause, and okay she supposes her five minute nap is over now?] Yeah, they issued the order and all. To make up for all the guns I slipped you guys in the past, apparently this is my other option aside from jail.

( f/f for shipping )

( even with the cellphone forced on him, he isn't great at keeping in touch. contact always coming in the form of sporadic text messages, usually late at night when he can't sleep, and she isn't sure which one of them that says more about. doesn't care enough to give it that much thought. he talks sometimes about the ship making it's way back to new haven, and she chalks it up to wishful thinking, to loneliness. to anything but actual honesty.

it's late (for her) when she gets back to the apartment, a drink with friends to celebrate the end of mid-terms turning into a few more then maybe just one more, and he's standing outside the door. she starts running through means of self-defense, remembers vaguely that in situations like this it's better to yell "fire" than "help" because it attracts more attention, before she's close enough to recognize him. is about to lay into him for not giving her some warning of his arrival when she looks at her phone and sees the 'missed call light blinking back.

he's ushered into the apartment with only minimal scolding (she hasn't had nearly enough to fall back into her 'angry drunk girl' routine and, despite what he might think, she's actually sort of happy to see him again. a fact that will never be admitted out loud.) and she immediately sets about tidying up a living room that really isn't messy to begin with. first impressions important after all, even if he could probably care less.

it isn't an attempt at being polite when she finally takes up a seat beside him on the couch, twisted so she can face him, and asks how he's been, where he's been. a 4.0 gpa may be the biggest goal of the moment, but traveling is a dream and she's genuinely interested in hearing about where he's been, what he's seen. the weighing down of her eyelids is gradual, and her head seems to get heavier in her hand. when she shifts to the side, it's more instinct than intention and by the time her head comes to rest on his shoulder she's too far gone to think about moving. or think about anything, really. )

[That could have gone worse in her opinion but yes, it was obvious that even thought this was helping, it was time to move. Still humming softly, Meiling moves smoothly to try and pick up the sleeping vampire and not disturb her more then necessary.}

Shhh...It's fine. I think you'd be more comfortable else where.

[Once she's settled enough to move, Meiling would head off towards Remilia's room. Hopefully no one would be dumb enough to try and stop her along the way.]

[ There just might be an overtired bird slumped against Roy's shoulder on the couch. Oops. ]

( glee club. cheerios practices. ap english, calculus, physics. every. single. day.

thinking about it too much almost gives mason a headache, and he knows that madison feels the same way. but they both joined glee, hearing stories about the new directions' former glory, and wanting to restore said glory to mckinley high, despite the challenge the twins knew it would pose to their already busy lives.

and then, bearing the shining, heavenly light of someone who had accomplished all of that and then some, sauntered quinn fabray, famed former cheerio captain, right into the choir room on day one with her boyfriend in tow. it's as if the twins' prayers had been answered in one fell swoop.

that's how mason found himself sitting in the choir room with quinn fabray herself one day after school, though he's without the ever-comforting presence of madison next to him, as she had to leave early for a doctor's appointment -- a pulled muscle in her calf, hopefully nothing too serious. he listens, initially rapt with attention, as she details her foolproof methods of time management not only back in high school, but to this day. he asks for advice on song selections (and, of course, choreography), sheet music scattered on the floor in front of them, asks for ways to keep energized through the vigors of what the cheerios delightfully call hell week, which is coming up way too soon. mason even asks, in a roundabout way, how to ask a girl out on a date. (he won't directly admit just yet how much he likes jane -- how he thinks she's so completely beautiful, and her voice...)

quinn's recounting the tale of new directions' first visit to nationals in new york city when, before mason even realizes it, his eyes are drooping closed though he tries to fight it, uniform-clad body slumping lower in his chair, until his curly hair is pressed against his sort-of mentor's shoulder, drifting off into peaceful sleep. )

[Well, looks like there's going to be no interruptions for Meiling on the way there, and eventually Remi's room is reached without incident...]

In the chaos of Ultra's attack and in Charlotte's inexperience, she hadn't made it to the safehouse. Near as she could tell she was close to NYC, she could make it back. But she was shaking, breathing too hard, Baadollie clutched tightly to her chest. "Mo-Morgan?" Her voice trembled as she called out, sure the others hadn't been paying attention to her - it wasn't that they didn't care, but she was seen as being the responsibility of certain people. She knew Russell and John had stayed behind.

Not paying attention, she tripped over something - a foot - and she managed to not fall, but just sank to the ground, sniffling and yawning.

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gideon fletcher ╍ the last ship ( musical )

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Re: Noah Puckerman | Glee

Molly Hooper (BBC Sherlock) - Open

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Olivia | Fire Emblem | OTA

the best part about rebuilding society is being able to schedule in time for morning sex ok

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mason mccarthy ♬ glee

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sounds legit

korra | avatar: the legend of korra

frodo baggins | the lotr films

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Dick Grayson | Arrow AU but flexible

Felicity Smoak || Arrow

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oops i'm just gonna hang out here first

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no icons yet but hi!