As I Work On Replies Between Here And My Main, Gently Weeps At The New Theme. So Pretty, So Gorgeous.

as i work on replies between here and my main, gently weeps at the new theme. so pretty, so gorgeous. broken sobbing @amaeranthos YOU ARE MY BABE, MY LIGHT, MY FELLOW COFFEE ADDICT. ;A; THAAAAANNNNKKKKKK YOUUUU.

Soft squeak.

        There’s an easy sort of smile that he makes, laid back as he tilts his head as he places his hands on his hips. His sapphire colored irises twinkle, listening to the smaller’s quick succession of questions. Still, he arches a brow with the faintest curl of his lips.

        ❝No,❞ he starts to reply, lifting a hand to his chin in thought. ❝I am a traveler, yes and I’m not sure if you could ever get to my height.❞ Since she looks petite and small, he can’t begin to guess whether or not she would reach his height, when he’s well-aware he’s already extremely tall. ❝Ah, I’m not sure about your father and whether or not he is tall like me since I’ve never met him.❞

        He regards the girl with a small smile. ❝It seems like you have a lot of questions to ask me: do you have more?❞ To color him amused, he is very.

@yiqiannian​

     “Oh, you’re so tall! Are you from Japan? Or did you come from somewhere else? Do you think I can be as tall as you someday? I bet my dad is tall like you!”

s.c. // @madeofsouls​ // hit me with any one of your babes uwu

        Lidded gaze wanders the little party, pale blue eyes watching as he feels just every so slightly out of place. After all, he’s a wanderer by nature so he’s not entirely disinterested, but he’s also not quite used to the busy and almost meddlesome environment of a party at a place like this. Loud music pulses through the entire house, the house party only ramping up as red cups are in large abundance.

        Plenty of women have already approached him as have a few men, each one proposing their own definition of what is fun and what isn’t. Still, the young man only makes an easy smile as he deflects each one of them. Even when his friends who took him appeared, promising something or other, Orion only arches a brow and points a cup in their direction. Though, he can tell from the look in their eyes, that they know he’s about to escape this place.

        Somehow, it’s in moments like these that he finds himself thinking about his father, the disinterest tugging that it lingers close to boredom. In a way, he does miss his father for the continuous challenges he’s often posed before him; finally, a talent to match his father’s wits aside from his mother. The variety of drinks were alright, but, as per usual, he finds his alcohol tolerance too stupid high for him to really feel the effects.

        So when someone comes to his side as he drinks and drains the cup, he makes an idle comment, expecting no response in return, especially when the game of beer pong is full of stupid shenanigans, ❝That’s a miss.❞ At this point, Orion has resigned himself to calling it like it is. And then, maybe, just maybe, he’ll dip out from this party and go do something else...

        Maybe something else like exploring the city, for instance.

so sleepy, so tired. I really wanna do drafts. DX

        A B-Rank Gate, huh? Not that Jinwoo minds too much, but it’s a little weird that he gets invited to one, or hell, is allowed to join at all. Still, not that he’s going to complain overmuch since he needs the money and the EXP. Granted, the fact that even he, at an E-Rank, gets invited to something as more difficult as a B-Gate. He just finished that C-Gate with the Lizards so the extra dough would honestly help in the long run. ( He guesses that they’re only willing because they have too many people and they don’t mind a bag carrier to join the group. )

        They must be thinking this is going to be an easy run if it’s a B-Gate and they’re allowing an E-Rank to join.

        Once more, as he looks up at the gate, he finds that he’s even less intimidated by the gate than the last time. In fact, he could almost say he’s excited, but the fact remains that he’s still officially registered as an E-Rank. With the news of his last Gate clear with just Jinho, Jinwoo is not quite ready to make any sort of name for himself quite yet. He needs more EXP, more clears, more strength before he’s ready to ever try and get himself re-evaluated.

        He turns his head at a greeting from a stranger he’s never seen before, but he can immediately tell that this person is strong. Perhaps, not in the way that Jinwoo is able to tell the others is strong in the way of his mana and the scent that comes from him, but definitely strong enough that he knows he’s in the presence of a person who’s an S-Rank. Where he ranks even among the other S-Ranks, he can’t tell since he’s never met anyone, but it’s enough that Jinwoo can feel his palms slick with sweat in awareness. Compared to him, it’s a reminder that Jinwoo still has a long way to go before he could ever consider himself strong.

        His friendly demeanor, however, makes it easy for Jinwoo to slowly relax despite the wariness he feels. A foreigner? Based on how he looks, he’s definitely not from around here and he looks just as out of place as he feels. Still, he arches his brow in question.

        ❝Yeah, I am.❞ Jinwoo nods. ❝I don’t think I’ve seen you before—are you a new Hunter?❞ In the area, especially. He’s certain he would’ve seen a foreigner as a Hunter in the Hunters’ news network, but there’s no word on him. And stranger still is that he’s not associated with any of the Guilds, which makes it weird with how powerful he is.

        Voices around them gather, but he hasn’t paid them any mind. Normally, most hunters are assured comfort and safety whenever he joins a raid. It gives them the unofficial guarantee that this raid will go successfully. If someone who’s as weak as he is joins and manages to survive, that means the Gate isn’t as difficult as it ought to be. Which, whether fortunate or unfortunate, also means the survivability of the raid is extremely high.

Surprise starter because I’m still emotional | @yiqiannian​ [Chrom & Jinwoo]

It has been a years since Chrom made his way to this world, to Korea to be exact. He can’t say he fully assimilated into the country but he is getting by. At least now he knows there are Hunters and Monsters, and he should help with the latter while he is in this world.

Even if he was not officially a Hunter–he couldn’t be one, for various reasons, but he was given the chance to accompany Hunters on low ranked Gates (with association watchful eye), despite his strength and skills. He had no complaints. In his situation, he is glad he was spared with how weird his grand entrance was. 

Today, he is joining a B-rank group of Hunters attempting to raid a B rank Gate. The association did its best to cover up for him and his identity and how he came. It would cause a lot of uproar if more people were to find out about him. He got a classic background, dead parents and a lone child of a normal family in Korea who was abroad for a while–explains the heavily BAD ACCENT and somewhat foreign features. 

That aside, he was not the center of attention today, it was a guy who everyone kept calling the weakest, and other uncolorful terms. Of the corner of his eyes, he spotted a small in stature young man. Such a child going to raid too? Well, back home ..he can’t say that would not have happened. War is …just war, what else can he say?

He heard the other hunters’ chat get higher and more directed towards that young man. Ah… is that him? It’s unfair. He is doing his best for sure, otherwise, who would risk going to a dangerous place like the inside of the gate?

“Hey,” he walked towards him, a wave of his hand–as friendly as he can be, to not alarm him. “You’re a hunter too? I’m Chrom, nice to meet you … ?”