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Ms. Cupcake

thatonecapricorn:

warriorprincesscupcake:

thatonecapricorn:

"Stop right there, knave!"

"Knave? How am I knave, little one? By the way, good form."

"It seemed like the appropriate thing to say at the moment- though, for all I know you could be one. And I’m not little. I’m almost twelve.”

As if to demonstrate the obvious difference, she lowered her sword and stood straight up, chin ever so slightly jutted forward. Fighting back a beaming smile of pride at being complimented on her form in order to appear as serious as possible.

"See? Nearly a teenager."

"And yet, still naive," Jethro said with a laugh. "Well, congratulations on being almost a teenager. By this time, my people would have already asked you if you wish to do a one month trial."

"Am not." She set aside the sword she had been practicing with, scrunching up her face at being called naive.

"A trial? Like a coming of age sort of thing? Did you do one?"

thatmouseisfamily:

older-and-far-away:

kirbomatic:

happy earth day friends

this is…the best possible use of this particular gif. 

(Source: tsunderestormss)

afaceamidthestorm:

warriorprincesscupcake:

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aghostnotaguardian:

angstyart:

For aghostnotaguardian!!

Brunnie!!

//This is GAWDJUZZ. I love the background, and how you colored her! It all works so well! yOU EVEN GOT HER BEAUTY MARKS ON HER COLLARBONE! 8D

"I am confused as to why I’m posed like a Bond villain." 

//Shut it, Brunnie, you’re on hiatus until finals are over. 

thatonecapricorn:

"Stop right there, knave!"

"Knave? How am I knave, little one? By the way, good form."

"It seemed like the appropriate thing to say at the moment- though, for all I know you could be one. And I’m not little. I’m almost twelve.”

As if to demonstrate the obvious difference, she lowered her sword and stood straight up, chin ever so slightly jutted forward. Fighting back a beaming smile of pride at being complimented on her form in order to appear as serious as possible.

"See? Nearly a teenager."

warriorprincesscupcake started following you

firebrandpsychic:

The girl would find herself floating.

The culprit was munching on a basketful of fruit high in the perch of a tree, blue eyes aglow as she levitated the girl for fun, watching her reaction from her lofty perch.

A core whisked down from the sky, landing nearby as Tana watched with glee. Games like these back home were harmless. But here?

No one had yet to stop her or fight back. Not that her intentions were cruel to begin with.

The sudden sensation of being absolutely weightless was by no means a pleasant surprise.

Though she didn’t have any real fear of heights, Cupcake was at heart a child of the earth element. That is, she preferred having something solid beneath her, whether that was the ground beneath her feet or a horse she could sit astride. Stability was essential, and was most likely part of what gave root to her fear of swimming.

So suddenly being levitated out of the blue and without her consent rankled the considerably good mood she had been in.

"Who ever’s doing this, Put. ME. DOWN!"

Reblog if you have ever looked at your RP and had NO idea how to respond.

xthetallestx:

Soulmates?

I think they exist

Just not always { romantically }

Promise a Novel

Friends Don’t Kidnap Friends -Closed-

It’s 11 at night, way past her appointed bed time and a school night for that matter, but Cupcake is still wide awake, though at the moment she’s pretending to sleep, eyes shut tight and the blanket over her head as if in a deep slumber.

The reason for her wakefulness at this time of night?

A certain Nightmare Prince brat, who without warning had crept into her room for the umpteenth time and was now pretending to haunt her. Even as she peeked out from beneath her covers to figure out where he was, he began his best impression of a ghostly wail, which was admittedly sort of creepy, except that he kept breaking out into a fit of high pitched giggles.

The shadows in her room morphed into skeletal creatures prowling about her walls, and suddenly the rattling of what sounds like chains reach her ears, making her roll out of bed and onto her feet, an exasperated scowl on her face. Golden eyes peer out at her from a shadowed corner, and with careful aim Cupcake launches her pillow at them, brandishing one of her larger stuffed unicorns as her weapon of choice. 

 Careful to keep her voice below a loud whisper, she growls at him. “Are you serious? Would you shut up, I’m trying to sleep!”