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“I always have a beard between jobs. I just let it grow until they pay me to shave it. People are quite surprised it’s ginger. Sometimes they ask me if dye my hair and I always say ‘Wow, no!’ I’m 'trans-ginger’.”

;Open Rp;

It was not often that Christian sat around in his true form, with his broke horns jutting out his forehead and the massive set of black, leathery wings sitting gently against his back. Sometimes, however, he had to let them both out, stretch them and give them time to breathe, otherwise he found himself with headaches and backaches like nothing he’d ever felt before. 

His body cracked and creaked as he started to allow them out, sickly sounds resonating across the room. His flesh appearing as if it was ripping open. He couldn’t even get his wings stretched out fully here without knocking something over, but it felt amazing none the less to just be free for a moment. “You asked to see… you’re not allowed to freak out now that I’ve shown you.” He said softly, his voice not matching his appearance at all.

water-tribe-katara  asked:


Random Starter Generator: 10. Your muse has angered mine, and my muse is holding a gun to your muse’s head. This is what happens next.

“–And you’re just not getting it!–”

    The swooping sensation of the Avatar State shot through him like a bolt of lightening. Swift, sudden, unexpected. He caught it a second later, swallowing it down, but the split moment it erupted through him was enough to shake the foundation below them. A vase in the corner rattle, fell, and shattered to the ground. 

     Then the silence. 

Aang sucked in low, deep breaths, trying to steady himself. He knew he was mad, that this fight was probably the worst they had had. But he had not expected this reaction from himself. And he knew it was bad. 

   “Katara…” he started slowly, but he wasn’t sure what to say.