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/ hearts you
gutszn
-L0st_Time-
HOPE YOURE DOING OKAAAY <333
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/ it's been 3828378283 years .. you are missed fr
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/ you're completely fine no need to apologize!! I hope you get some time to rest :3 &&. yes I do!! my user is hyacinthusoul
foreveryeos
ty for following back! i would love to rp if you have disc <3
-L0st_Time-
❛❛ oh my , who would've thought I'd meet someone back here . ❜❜
The tune of a melody sang out , muting the loud music that jammed the whole world behind the door he closed .
A proper suit with a red velvet vest, finest of wear yet with the cheapest of shoes ; a pair of sneakers.
The white locks danced to the melody of his body swinging as he walked over , taking a seat over a barrel old enough it be considered ancient, a cackle slipping as he crossed his legs and leaned back with a silent sigh .
❛❛ mind if I stay for a bit ? Having a ten minute break indoors is just as good as outside , since people don't really understand the concept of " sorry sir , I'm off duty for a bit. " ❜❜
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he fidgets with his hands , eyes turning downwards. "no , no — !! it's not that I'm / not / interested in it it's just ah .. " a sigh as his shoulders slumps. "I can't exactly .. read."
doIlicesque
i'm sorry sir, i wasn't paying attention, can you repeat your offer?
-L0st_Time-
Would still hurt smh ú-ù
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/ cartwheels all over your account
gutszn
and so the kitty returns. are you an imbecile? leave, you're trespassing AGAIN. ,, @softballet
outofsight-
"did you know people smell different when they lie?" he questioned with a small frown. "it's hard to notice with new people since I don't know their scents that well. but I know yours now , so .. why're you lying? you keep doin' that."
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the halfling pulled away just enough to be able to direct a proper glare. not as effective , considering his eyes were still glassy , but the intention was still clear. "you don't get to tell me / my / words are empty — 'm not deceivin' anyone." he huffed out , words more annoyed than irritated. despite the annoyance he couldn't help but push back into the hand , head tilting to allow further access. "you're not gettin' it!" dia whined petulantly. "doesn't matter if the actions scare me — / you / won't. you'll just be .. well , you." the guy who let him trail after him and didn't get angered no matter how long he talked , or how many times he coerced him into offering pets. "well duh 'm gonna stay. why would I wanna leave? — that means you have to stay too though." a slight pause , pupils shrinking into slits. "I have your scent. doesn't matter if you leave , I'll find you." not exactly a threat , but enough of an implication in itself.
gutszn
* aperture in hole, warmth exhibited is heavy. how significant is this friendship, heart swells with a emotion that should remain doormat. buried beneath surface. instinctively palm resides on his head, tenderly as second nature. muffled sniffles, fills him despondent. * don't make empty promises. I loathe those who deceive me. *clutch of attire momentarily stuns him. testament or contract. a prominent declaration. it's revolting, pit of stomach deluges. * my actions will frighten you. I hurt those who get what I treasure. whom I treasure. * words laced with a twisted sense of affection, no detection of deceit. grip tightens, almost coddling him. juniper wouldn't admit to heinous acts of violence. easily ending lives of those who've tormented, clung or interacted with him. * only look at me. stay with me. please? ,, @T1GR1S-
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without hesitation , despite his suspicions , he closed the distance between them. butting his head gently against the others shoulder before letting it rest there. he was undoubtedly soiling the others shirt with his tears , but he figured it was only fair. "why does it matter if I'm gonna be here anyways?" he questioned softly , a hand coming up to fist tightly into the others shirt. a threat , a promise — he wouldn't be leaving , even if he / was / told to. "it's .. uncomfortable. I lived a good part of my life around liars — none of 'em were every any good to me." he still remembers his robes being tailored to hide every bruise , the lies the king spun about those he held captive being given a BETTER life. "don't care what you do to other people. you're nice to me .. just stay that way."