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i try not to sound like an asshole but it’s really hard because i am an asshole

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disasterxv:

not even in a sexual way but i’m just craving affection because i feel like crap i just want someone to hug me for a couple of hours and tell me i’m going to be okay 

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mogeko-cafe-indonesia:

papá orca ☆ater☆

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❝ — ??? ❞:

xcaetus

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                            The quiet blonde took a glance around. Nothing here
                            seemed familiar. She had never been in this part of
                            Vale before. She knew that when she came here, she
                            would get separated from her team. It seemed to her
                            like they always tried to lose her in a crowd. They never
                            seemed to care too much about her. With a soft sigh,
                            downcast aqua hues grew teary. 

                            That was until she heard footsteps heading her way.
                            She quickly dried her tears && lifted her gaze to find a
                            faunus. The fin on her back gave that away. Sanguine lips
                            parted to speak up, but her shyness got the better of her
                            && she slumped a bit, shoulders sinking.

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           A pause when Coral noticed the female. She saw that the other was
     going to speak but promptly decided not to, causing her to quirk an
     eyebrow. Seeing someone in a back alley of Vale was odd enough but for
     this girl to not even say anything was odd.

                          ❝ Look, if you’ve got something to say, you
                                    should just say it. What do you need?

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❝ — ??? ❞:

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‘ Purple hair like mines makes it quite difficult to blend in with certain crowds… ( Battling is not my top priority while taking a month off in hoenn…)

        Pink hair is quite adorable! Pink gives off such a light & fluffy aura, naturally. ‘

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                        ❝ Eh? Really? Well I’m not exactly a ‘light and fluffy’
                                   person. Maybe that’s why I like purple better
                                   than pink. 

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❝ — ROMAN ❞:

It’s strange how he actually recognizes that he’s been worried about her. She’s one of few at this point to gain that. The list is small, tucked away where no one can find it or know about it, and he tries not to show the outward relief at her smile. She’s doing better.

How long has it been since he found her in that alley, since they managed to become friends, if that’s the word to use? A mentor to a Faunus is one way to put it. Family. 

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               “Depends on what you want to do. I have one
                job that’s delivery, or another that’s tracking
                another deserter down. Which fits your mood?”

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            She took a moment or two to think about it. While she had been mostly
        confined to delivery jobs and had grown outright sick of them, tracking
        a deserter down sounded exciting and she needed some action.

            Going back to her regular job of assassinating the deserters was all
         Cora wanted after a few months of healing. She hated sitting around,
          waiting for her physical and mental wounds to heal. It was a tedious 
           process that the shark faunus hated. 

                        ❝ Mind if I track down that deserter? 
                                  I know I can do it Ro Ro! 

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❝ — SCHNEE ❞:

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wouldn’t you find that a bit….. harsh?

Voice with such concern in it. Weiss’ worried about Blake knowing how she had fled the White Fang - &. now, with the other killer faunus going into a killing spree, Blake was nowhere near safe.

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                      ❝ It’s what I was trained to do my entire life.

           The shark faunus replied, her tail swinging behind her legs. She was
      well aware of Blake within the Beacon walls but had decided to let the
      cat faunus live, after all she could be a valuable asset if the White Fang
      played their cards right.

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