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gutszn

omg are you still active 

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@gutszn 
            Me mooorrreeeeee sugar cubeee 
            Take Ur time <3 
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gutszn

let me revamp ryn so we can rp
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gutszn

holy moly I missed ya
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wingdiver

/    after war stuffs..
          
          Sora sat rigid , knees drawn tightly together , every muscle in her body coiled as if bracing for something unseen.  The faintest hum in the air felt deafening to her , the distant buzz of an insect enough to set her nerves on edge.  Being outside — where anything could crawl , skitter , or descend without warning — never felt safe.  Not anymore.
          
          “ It’s . . .  a little loud out here , don’t you think ? ”  she asked quietly , her voice strained despite the near silence around them.  Her eyes shifted toward him , searching for reassurance that the noise she heard wasn’t real — or that she wasn’t the only one hearing it.

hivemindd

/    something soft..  <3
          
          “ I never said I’d hurt you , ”  he murmurs , voice low and measured.  “ I don’t think I even could — unless they take the wheel and force my hand.  The rest of the world ? ”  A faint , humorless breath escapes him.  “ They won’t be so fortunate. ”  His gaze lingers , something unreadable flickering there.  “ But you . . .  you have my mercy.  At least until fate decides otherwise. ”  His head tilts slightly.  “ So smile for me.  It’s been a while since I’ve seen it. ”

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@hivemindd ✧₊⁺⋆.˚୨ৎ
            
            Omg my baby <3 \ 
            
            Breath of relief washed over his heart, he found his hands yearning to latch once more. 
            ❛❛  .. oh spare them too won't you ..?   ❜❜ a small plead slipped his lips,  one of taunt and nothing else. 
             With some confidence, his hand reached and hesitated once more before letting its fingers cross to the others, not as firm as they used to be often; not wanting to be a discomfort. 
              ❛❛ will you let me see yours too ..?  ❜❜
             He asked quietly, eyes narrowing for a moment before letting a smile break his face of exhaustion . 
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-L0st_Perfecti0n-

// finally watched the final two seasons of my Hero Academia. Took me awhile to finally finish it hehhe

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@-L0st_SaN1ty- 
            Haha yah. I was watching it like year ago. But then it got to where waiting for weekly updates and had to wait longer for dubs. So I stopped. To binge it all. And finally decided to rewatch everything. 
            Was a good finale!
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@-L0st_Perfecti0n- 
            Ooo finallyyy I forgot what happened ngl xD
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lyrirs

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lyrirs

/   where you at? ): 
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lyrirs

/     my bad, im back. 
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lyrirs

⠀⠀⠀⠀ HIS SILK SUIT [TIE] CRINKLED BETWEEN HIS STAINED FINGERS. WITH A CIGARETTE NESTLED BETWEEN HIS LIPS, the reaper pulled at the tie until it set freely around his neck, and his hand dropped to his side. smoke curled around him, and he took another soot dark drag, bending on his knee at nukoyo’s side of the bed.           pouring rain outside pelted the rooftop in heavy thuds, and water dripped from the eaves in uneven streams, splashing softly against the wooden floorboards. he dragged his gaze to the mess whirling at his feet⎯⎯scattered papers, overturned cups, and the faint glint of broken glass catching the dim lamplight. rurik drew the cigarette from his lips, stubbed it in the ashtray on the side table, and reached out to touch the other’s forehead. cool fingers pressed against his,         and he stirred him, rubbing his thumb against his cheek.
          
          ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “wake up.”

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@halfsgod ✧₊⁺⋆.˚୨ৎ
            
            The delicate yet rotting sheets shuffled, the sound of the crinckling from the rain was what managed to get him to sleep after a night filled with the images of his imagination, ones carried the worst realities and remains of terrible outcomes, but heavens, they had no appearance in his actual dreams. 
                 The touch did not go unnoticed, causing a stirr, a sound of annoyance, one that viewed he had no intention of awakening anytime soon. 
              But oh again, this bed was to his least comfort. 
              Eyes barely carried themselves as they opened, dark, glooming circles beneath them, their colour dim, exhausted . 
              He held no grudges, that was known about the man with white hair, but at such moment, one couldn't tell if he was angry with the other or not. 
            
              ❛❛ .. you returned ..  ❜❜
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