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Paintball
“Good morning, love.”
“Nn…”
A warm and throaty chuckle crept up Ash’s throat as she rearranged herself to stretch without disturbing her barley sleeping girlfriend, whose shortened blonde tresses were in a disheveled array across her face and pillow.
“Gretch, we need to get up, the guys are waiting for us at the courtyard.” Ash cleared her throat, “Remember? We promised Radü we’d join his team for paintball this time.” She sat up on the bedside, still urging Gretchen to wake up. “Geez, we weren’t up that late, were we?”
“You insisted upon the extended edition of Lord of The Rings.” Came Gretchen’s monotone reply, smoky with sleep. She turned over on her side and smoothed her hair behind her ear, blinking away sleep and squinting in the soft beams of light that entered through the slats of the blinds. “So, yes, mein lieb, it was quite a while.” She smiled, reaching up t
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Literature
Flavors of Fall ch.9 ~BumbleBY
~9~
 
            Slowly, with every broad stroke of the marker, the days were crossed out on the calendar. It drew nearer and nearer to Christmas, and the busy town once again came to life with a different kind of festive flare. All of the black iron street lamps were adorned with greenery and red ribbons to welcome the Christmas season, swaying in the blustery December breeze. With jingle bells and frost-kissed pinecones hung on every wreath, the stores of the down town scene welcomed the holidays. Among some of the windows of the eclectic shops, there were small holiday-themed murals. A few had reindeer, while others featured snowmen, little red Santas, and busy little elves. Upon the Book n’ Nook Bakery window, there were gingerbread men with top hats and candy canes. Beyond the mini mural, there were busy staff members placing and putting out orders of baked goods. Blake was doing her best to keep up with the rush w
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Flavors of Fall ch.8 ~BumbleBY
~8~
 
                Ruby was nursing a pounding headache with a frozen bag of peas wrapped in a t-shirt, flipping through the channels with her calculus text book open in her lap. She settled on a cooking channel before giving up on her options and took to her notebook; holding the tip of her pencil in her lips with a sad frown. “Hnnguughhh…” she groaned to herself, and then readjusted the bag to sit on top of her head. “I’ll never drink again…” She winced at the sound of a sharp knocking on the door, to which she grimaced and pulled herself to a standing position. She rubbed her head and looked through the peep hole to see Yang’s distorted smile and Blake’s nearly vacant stare.
            “Open up, Ruby!” She called, knocking again. Ruby stiffened and opened the door for her sister an
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Flavors of Fall ch.7 ~ BumbleBY
~7~
 
These fucking eggs.
 
            Yang stood barefoot before the stove in baggy sweatpants and a long loose-fitted shirt cooking three eggs for herself, occasionally swearing at the pan her eggs cooked in when grease would pop and splatter on her forearms. She gritted her teeth and flipped one over, lowering the temperature. She took a small bottle out of a cabinet and read the tiny printed label.
 
Take two as symptoms persist…one usually does the trick.
 
            Yang clicked her tongue, annoyed, and took two pills. Carefully, she placed her fried eggs on the plate and perked at the sound of her toast readily popping out of the toaster. She turned on her heel toward the appliance when she was met with an equally hung over Blake coming in through the doorway. Her black hair was at least
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Flavors of Fall ch.6 ~BumbleBY
    ~6~
    About two take-out boxes of pizzas later, the three women sat in a tidied office space in the town house trying to reassemble a bed frame. Ruby was helping by lying on her back off to the side with the directions open and lying on her face, groaning into the pages. Yang and Blake had already assembled the larger pieces and put together a basic frame.
    “Are you going to help us or not?” Yang said, poking her sister in her ribs with a loose plank.
    “The directions are all in German.” She groaned. “Why does Weiss even need a custom bed all the way from Germany, anyway?” She said, rolling over and away from her older sister’s incessant poking. Yang laughed and took the directions from her to verify any sort of illustration that may be present to follow along with. Blake had laid all the small parts aside by side to keep from losing them, eyeing the lar
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Literature
Flavors of Fall ch.5 ~BumbleBY
~5~
 
            Ruby held on tight around Yang’s back as they rode the motorcycle to the north side of town, their hair flying wildly behind them. She hugged her sister a little tighter as they took a corner to the front of an iron gate to an estate. Behind the restrictive bars was a four tier marble fountain, and just beyond the fountain was a large manor and a courtyard. Yang bit her lip, recollecting the memories of having been over to visit on occasion in the past; the good, the bad, the bittersweet, and the inevitable ugly that had happened in the Schnee manor. Ruby sensed the hesitation in her sister’s eyes and reached out to place a reassuring hand on her Yang’s back, giving her a knowing smile and a nod to keep going. The two sisters dismounted one after the other and set their helmets on the seat of the motorcycle. They walked up to the fence and were met with a harsh crackling coming from a voice
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Literature
Flavors of Fall Ch.4 - BumbleBY
~4~
Yang quietly pressed the door shut behind her with a gentle click and turn of the dead bolt, breathing shallowly as to not make a sound. Carefully, she heel-toed her way across the linoleum floor and kept her ears straining for any sort of sound that Ruby might be awake. She was nearly at her bedroom door when inside, her touch-lamp turned on; revealing a very impish looking young sister. Yang’s eyebrows peaked in surprise, as she looked over her shoulder and down the hallway, and then turning back on Ruby. “Wh-were you in here all night?”
“ Of course not, but it was getting late! And you didn’t reply to  my text.” Ruby giggled, to which Yang smiled back crookedly; one corner almost twitching, remembering faintly of her cellphone vibrating in her back pocket towards the end of the evening. “So?”
“….so, what?”
“How’d it go with Blake?” She almost demanded. “I mean I know it’s not lat
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Literature
Flavors of Fall Ch.3 - BumbleBY
~3~
“How does this look?” Yang said aloud, modeling her choice of clothing in front of a mounted mirror; her unamused sister sat on the corner of the bed. “Oh wait, you think it’s too strange to wear shorts and then a jacket?” She patted down the sides of her black shorts, surveying the length, and then looked to the mirror again. “Does it look weird? I see some people do it, and it looks cute.”
Not that it’ll be cold tonight, but, it’ll be weird if I’m not wearing one and she is.
“Unless you’re in winter from the waist up, sure, go for it.” Ruby replied in an almost monotone voice. “Yang, I think you’re over thinking this. Just wear what you’d usually wear.” The taller woman took a slow intake of breath, allowing for the air to hiss from her lungs as she silently agreed.
“I probably am…okay then, one more.” Yang said, quickly undressing again as she stepped
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Flavors of Fall ch.2 - BumbleBY
~2~
The gentle breeze of autumn carried softly through the night like a tender sigh, with an array stars that remained dull against a smeared grey cloud; sparse and stretching across the vast darkness of night. The colors of sunset long since bled and followed the golden warmth of day, leaving nothing more than the ivory crescent in the sky, bright and almost mischievous like a Cheshire cat’s grin. Below the cityscape, a raven-haired woman walked briskly inside of an apartment complex, the stoop littered with leaves and plastic. Upon entering through the large wooden doors, the acrid smell of stale cigarette smoke and cleaning product permeated the air. With a subtle grimace, Blake gathered her tote bag of belongings and continued up a staircase to the third floor. She was careful not to touch the grime-laced railing and kept her eyes on the cement steps.
As she walked down the vacant hallway, she looked straight ahead at her apartment door. She passed some doors that were opened
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Flavors of Fall Ch.1 - BumbleBY
~1~
The crisping crackle of the whispering leaves rolled and skittered across the grain of the sidewalk, cluttering and collecting in the gutter. The grit of broken leaves, twigs, and dirt crunched lightly beneath the brisk walk of a young woman in her early twenties; two books cradled under her arm with a large, brown leather satchel swaying next to her on the opposite side. Her long blond hair billowed behind her like a slow burning campfire as the wind ran through it, the chill of the fall air not bothering her as it wove invisible fingers through her locks. The caramel and mocha colored sweater coat she dawned clung lightly to her body in the cool air, but did little to conceal any sort of warmth for an average person. The absence of her discomfort showed as she allowed for her large orange scarf to serve little to no purpose other than a splash of color; a simple accessory. She slowed her pace upon reaching out a single black-gloved hand to retrieve the front door to a local coffe
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Literature
Around And Back Again
It was the cusp summer; the fall season was nipping at the heels of a slow-burning afternoon as a cool breeze surged gently through the screen door. At the weathered patio railing, a graceful figure leaned gently upon it; her long blonde tresses billowing slightly with the breeze as she drew a content and silent sigh. Gretchen’s plaid cotton sleep pants rested tastefully upon her hips as she straightened the sleepwear that was so different from her usual matching satin pajamas and robe. She hugged at herself and rubbed the cool chill off of her pale arms, crinkling the festive logo on the front of a very form-fitting t-shirt; featuring aboriginal art of reptiles and various wildlife from a sort of festival. She held the soft fabric in her fingertips, but was interrupted by the low whine coming from the spring of the screen door.
“It feels nice out here, huh?” Ash smiled, with a small sparkle in her eye. She quietly closed the patio screen door with her foot, as both o
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  • Listening to: Overwatch foolishness
  • Reading: Charles Darwin's essays
  • Watching: (see "Listening to" portion)
  • Playing: with the idea of having Mercy as a girlfriend
  • Eating: guavas and bananas
  • Drinking: water
I was busy for what felt like ten years. Thought judging by my last shenanigans on here, I'd say it was closer to three years.
Jesus Christ, what is time, anyway?

Anyhow, I've added a new little short story. Just a mini arc to get back into writing again....I really miss it. And since I have time now to write in between classes and assignments, I'll likely be able to pop in with a new chapter more often.
Browsing is a whole other story, and ever since I was talked into getting the tumblr app, it's all been downhill from there. If I wasn't working or doing homework, I was sailing the fandom seas with my cutlass "femslash".
Neck deep in my sins ;__; it was glorious. Whenever I log in, it's nothing but Pharmercy, Bubbline, Korrasami, Harley/Ivy, Rupphire, or....well it's all just a bunch of gay spam, really. And I'm not complaining! I love it.
I've found that while I don't ship WidowTracer anymore, I love me some angsty/salty/EXTRA Widowmaker. Ever since the announced Tracer and Emily being cannon, fans went hog wild with Widowmaker--it's kind of hilarious. All of which is satire, mainly. But still. It gave birth to these gems:

There's this majesty.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CovkUT…
(that moment when Sam is Reaper, Andrea is Sombra, and I am widowmaker...at least in this one).

also this nod to Steven Universe, but with Widowmaker being extra as usual
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7YHfi…
(BLESS.)

The video where I am totally Fareeha being a gay idiot for Mercy...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CjNeOX… 
(I very much enjoy Devil!Mercy with a Tenacious D twsit omfg)

Anyway, that's what I've been up to lately. Overwatch videos, femslash, TRYING to write again. The usual, really. Only with a lot less stress tears.

What have you all been up to? Anything "new"?
new ships?
new hobbies?
Let me know! I'll try to be on more often--like, WAY more often. So, hit me up! :) And if there are any writing requests, I can try to crank something out. Art I can't guarantee, though. But I'll still try.

two more--
www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9uTSc… 
*back flips out*
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NhyhZV…
“Good morning, love.”
“Nn…”


A warm and throaty chuckle crept up Ash’s throat as she rearranged herself to stretch without disturbing her barley sleeping girlfriend, whose shortened blonde tresses were in a disheveled array across her face and pillow.

“Gretch, we need to get up, the guys are waiting for us at the courtyard.” Ash cleared her throat, “Remember? We promised Radü we’d join his team for paintball this time.” She sat up on the bedside, still urging Gretchen to wake up. “Geez, we weren’t up that late, were we?”

“You insisted upon the extended edition of Lord of The Rings.” Came Gretchen’s monotone reply, smoky with sleep. She turned over on her side and smoothed her hair behind her ear, blinking away sleep and squinting in the soft beams of light that entered through the slats of the blinds. “So, yes, mein lieb, it was quite a while.” She smiled, reaching up to touch Ash’s face. “…you’re hair has gotten longer.”

“Heh, yeah.” Ash grinned. “Though I kind of miss having short hair. It was a lot less work.” She said, knowing full well that her bedhead was likely fuzzy on one side from sleep. She ran her fingers through her own hair, her amber-brown strands straightening better and out of the way. With a sigh, Ash gathered herself to lift off of the bedside, but a long pale arm shot out from the comforter as Gretchen grabbed for her girlfriend to stay with her. “Babe, we—“

“Nein.” She cackled, mischief and amusement dancing in her bright blue eyes. She hugged Ash’s hips to herself as she inched closer to the edge of the bed, burying the side of her face into her lumbar. Ash giggled despite herself, cursing the day Gretchen discovered one of her more ticklish places. “We still have some time.” She added, more awake. Ash hissed a sigh, rubbing her forehead.

“I know you like to sleep in, but…something tells me that you don’t really want to go.” Ash rested her hand on Gretchen’s side. “It’ll be fun, I promise.” Gretchen looked up at her with a small grin.

“It’s not that I don’t want to go, Ash.” She answered, finally letting go of Ash and siting up in the bed behind her, her back against the headboard. “I’ve never played something so physical. I just don’t think I’ll be able to keep up.” Ash turned sideways to cock an eyebrow at her hesitant girlfriend, her dark green eyes holding Gretchen’s doubtful gaze.

“Gretch, we’re not going to war,” she said, amused. “and all the equipment you’d need is on sight anyway. All you need is to wear clothes you don’t mind getting paint on, and maybe your running shoes.” She leaned forward and gave a small kiss to Gretchen’s cheek to appease her, lingering inches from her face. “I’ll be wearing the same.” Gretchen mashed her lips together, temporarily lost in thought before the brief kiss. She chuckled softly and returned the kiss.

“If you say so. Though I hope it doesn’t become a habitual activity for our group of friends.” She said, sitting up and bringing herself to her feet, standing in only in a loose-fitted shirt and underwear. “I’m not so sure I can get used to that.” Ash shrugged and made her way to the dresser that held her workout clothes.

“Maybe, maybe not. But remember, that’s what you said before.” She said, pulling off her shirt and then pulling on a fresh workout bra. Gretchen had begun brushing her hair, brow furrowed as she sat in her boudoir.

“What?” She asked, now pulling her hair into a high ponytail. “What did I say before what?” Tightening the elastic about her fluffy blonde ponytail. She turned in her chair to see that Ash was practically already dressed, about to leave the room.
“When you said you’d never lessen your accent.” Ash smirked. Gretchen blushed a light shade of pink, stifling a smile but failing. “Though, it’s still kind of there.”

“I wouldn’t be able to hear it, to be honest.”

“It’s not like before, though. Well,” Ash smiled wryly. “Unless you count some of those other times, then it comes back JUST like before.” Gretchen narrowed her eyes curiously as she opened her closet to retrieve some yoga pants.

“Well, that’s not to say that I don’t know when I’m speaking completely in German or English.” She said, pulling on the calf-high yoga pants and adjusting the waistband. Still in thought, she walked to a neighboring drawer and retrieved her equivalent to a sports bra and removed her shirt, holding her shirt to her chest as she spoke “I’m well aware I’m speaking to you in English. I know before I wouldn’t attempt to use the English…word…” She said, uncertain as to why Ash was smirking and leaning in the doorway. “….what?” She asked, suddenly self-conscious as she turned her back to her in an effort to finish getting dressed. Ash bit back a laugh and only smiled at the floor.

“Nothing, nothing.” She said. “But, remind me again, what does it mean when someone says…” Ash amused herself further by throwing her head back dramatically and kicking her foot up to rest on the opposite side of the door frame. “ Das fühlt sich gut an ..!” she finished in a purring tone and near-perfect German accent. Gretchen’s face went from puzzled, to a shocked bright pink, to a flustered shade of red.

“Du--!” she accused, throwing her sleep shirt at Ash. “ASS!” she exclaimed, trying not to laugh at the now cackling blur of amber-brown tearing out of their room and down the stairs to the den. As soon as she was able to hear Ash’s laugh grow more distant as she ran, Gretchen laughed quietly to herself; shaking her head as she retrieved a pair of sport socks to carry downstairs with her. “She’s my ass, though.”
Paintball
Guess who isn't dead? And has time to write short chapters, at best.
....haha, yeah, it's not nearly as long as I used to, but I'm practicing something a little different this time around.
Hopefully there's enough descriptive content here to show development. I took down some things in the past so I could work on them more privately. But, this is a short arc, so no harm done.
Who knows, maybe I'll have enough time to upload some sketches.
(doubtful orz but it feels damn good to write again.)
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  • Listening to: Overwatch foolishness
  • Reading: Charles Darwin's essays
  • Watching: (see "Listening to" portion)
  • Playing: with the idea of having Mercy as a girlfriend
  • Eating: guavas and bananas
  • Drinking: water
I was busy for what felt like ten years. Thought judging by my last shenanigans on here, I'd say it was closer to three years.
Jesus Christ, what is time, anyway?

Anyhow, I've added a new little short story. Just a mini arc to get back into writing again....I really miss it. And since I have time now to write in between classes and assignments, I'll likely be able to pop in with a new chapter more often.
Browsing is a whole other story, and ever since I was talked into getting the tumblr app, it's all been downhill from there. If I wasn't working or doing homework, I was sailing the fandom seas with my cutlass "femslash".
Neck deep in my sins ;__; it was glorious. Whenever I log in, it's nothing but Pharmercy, Bubbline, Korrasami, Harley/Ivy, Rupphire, or....well it's all just a bunch of gay spam, really. And I'm not complaining! I love it.
I've found that while I don't ship WidowTracer anymore, I love me some angsty/salty/EXTRA Widowmaker. Ever since the announced Tracer and Emily being cannon, fans went hog wild with Widowmaker--it's kind of hilarious. All of which is satire, mainly. But still. It gave birth to these gems:

There's this majesty.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CovkUT…
(that moment when Sam is Reaper, Andrea is Sombra, and I am widowmaker...at least in this one).

also this nod to Steven Universe, but with Widowmaker being extra as usual
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7YHfi…
(BLESS.)

The video where I am totally Fareeha being a gay idiot for Mercy...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CjNeOX… 
(I very much enjoy Devil!Mercy with a Tenacious D twsit omfg)

Anyway, that's what I've been up to lately. Overwatch videos, femslash, TRYING to write again. The usual, really. Only with a lot less stress tears.

What have you all been up to? Anything "new"?
new ships?
new hobbies?
Let me know! I'll try to be on more often--like, WAY more often. So, hit me up! :) And if there are any writing requests, I can try to crank something out. Art I can't guarantee, though. But I'll still try.

two more--
www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9uTSc… 
*back flips out*
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NhyhZV…

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mekc95 Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2015  Student General Artist
KISA, I am going to be drawing some awesome new versions of Moete/Yuki/Kuki/Michael here soon, and would very much like to have you preview them before i post them on this site, They are going to be their 'Echo Unlimited' forms, I'll explain Echo force in one of the drawings when i post it, but its pretty awesome.
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DarkAngelKisa Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2015
That's one of my favorite poses XD *thumbs up*
and okay! I'll try. I've got a lot on my plate right now with school and having to write three different papers o___o;; and two midterms coming up.
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mekc95 Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2015  Student General Artist
Dear jesus that sounds like a. . .Absolutely fun time! Like a spring vacation that just slapped you in the face with excitement and happiness :D

Haha jk but anyways, YES i shall deffinately be awaiting them, and take your time, I never liked rushed art anyways.
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DarkAngelKisa Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2015
*laughing with tears in my eyes* 8D ;;;:
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Kansho-Bakuya Featured By Owner Aug 26, 2014  Student General Artist
Thanks very much for the fave!!! Dance! 
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RetroRedTD Featured By Owner May 5, 2014  Student General Artist
My apologies dear Kisa, but it appears I am a stubborn Gryffindor.
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DarkAngelKisa Featured By Owner May 6, 2014
:? what happened?
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RetroRedTD Featured By Owner May 7, 2014  Student General Artist
found a detailed test and got Gryffindor. Pretty spot on actually:
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
Gryffindor's cardinal traits are bravery, pride, stubbornness and impulsiveness. Most people in the house of Gryffindor will be extroverted. (Remember, introversion is different than being shy: you can be a shy extrovert.) Gryffindors gain energy and life by being around people, grain strength from friends and enjoy working with those close to them. However, they are also emotionally volatile and can experience a wide range of feelings in a short amount of time, from unbridled happiness to deep depression to unrestrained rage. They are less emotionally stable than some of the other houses (such as Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff); Gryffindors are also impulsive. They're also generally good-hearted and trusting, and for the most part like people at first sight unless they are given a reason not to. Gryffindors are Prideful, bad at taking criticism and easilyget into conflicts with others—this is the main trait that would bring their overall level of agreeableness from high to average.
A Gryffindor's prideful nature coupled with their sense of justice and stubborn behavior causes them to be extremely set in their ways. They have a difficult time backing down from a fight or admitting that they are wrong. It's also very hard for them to get over a bad first impression or change their opinion on someone.
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Arianod Featured By Owner May 2, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the fave! :boogie:
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DarkAngelKisa Featured By Owner May 11, 2014
no problem!
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