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•] OOC NOTE FROM BEE [• =================== lowkey wanna revive this account but don’t got nobody to revive it with lols hmu!! i wanna talk 2 ppl replying to all PM rps today ==================== • ] END OF NOTE [ •
•] OOC NOTE FROM BEE [• =================== lowkey wanna revive this account but don’t got nobody to revive it with lols hmu!! i wanna talk 2 ppl replying to all PM rps today ==================== • ] END OF NOTE [ •
•] OPEN CHAIN - INTERACT IF INTERESTED [• NOW ACTIVE- ABIGAIL ROMARO •*.»°≈.•‘ “ Why should I have to go to a ball if I don’t even like the people there… The only thing worse than *seeing* people you don’t like is having to *paint* their portrait…” •*.»°≈.•‘ • ] INTERACT TO BEGIN [ •
[[ @soldierssweets ]] {( In any other case, had Abby been interrupted in her painting, she would’ve kindly asked the person to leave if it became too distracting. However, this was different- she had deep feelings about Levi and longed for him to be close to her. So, she would take any chance she could to be near to him.. besides, she was the best artist in the walls. She could finish some bland portrait whenever. )} ‘Dance? You never strike me as one to dance.’ {( A nervous giggle followed, as the girl looked down and back up at Levi. She marveled at his beautiful bicolored eyes. )} ‘I’ll dance if it’s with you, though. I’m probably gonna be pretty bad, though.. you know how much I’m always stumbling and tripping..’ (( heterochromia levi >>>>>>>> normal levi ))
@R0MAR0 ) i just .... / really / need to talk to you about something important to do with the uh ... house . * he lied, raising his eyebrows slightly . * so come dance with me , we can talk out there . * he forced a tight-lipped smile as he looked at her, scrunching up his nose as he was weary of showing any emotion besides coldness or pure boredom around erwin and his colleagues. he tugged on her arm lightly once again , taking a quick , nervous glance at erwin as he did so. *
[[ @soldierssweets ]] {( Stroke by stroke, Abby painted the photo realistic picture of the man in front of her. She wanted so badly to ruin the painting- give him a big, ugly mustache, or make his face contorted and gross looking. But instead, she did what she was commissioned to do, painting the man for how he looked. Even if it did feel like the worst job on earth. Abby continued to paint and paint until suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. Looking up quickly, a smile came to her features- even more so when she was whisked away with Levi Ackerman. She had always had deep feelings for him. )} ‘Levi, what are you doing??’ {( She giggled sweetly, looking up at him with bright eyes. )} ‘I gotta paint, why are you taking me away- do we have some secret meeting, or something?’ {( Abby wondered if it was obvious to Levi how miserable she had been.. he could read her like a book. )}
• ] INSPIRED BY - https://www.instagram.com/reel/CbNTHa9KZxl/?utm_medium=copy_link [ •
•] OPEN CHAIN - INTERACT IF INTERESTED [• NOW ACTIVE- SAMUEL ROMARO •*.»°≈.•‘ The devil is real. And he’s not a little red man with horns and a tail.. he can be beautiful.. because he’s a fallen angel, and he used to be god’s favorite. .. And you’re so perfect it’s hard to believe you’re not god’s favorite.. what are you, the devil? •*.»°≈.•‘ • ] INTERACT TO BEGIN [ •
[[ @anyaluvss ]] {( The young man shrugged and fixed his glasses. He brushed a curly white strand of hair out of his face. )} ‘Well, that’s the thing about the devil. He traps you in ways you can’t see. And you think you’re perfectly fine until suddenly, you realize where you are. And by that time, you’re much too far stuck to ever get out.’ {( Sam looked over to Anya, a slight glare on his glasses. He wished he could analyze her more than he already did, wanting to know who she was and what her morals were. )} ‘That’s how I feel you are, Anya. Your method of trapping is one that goes unnoticed. But when you trap your pray, after their trance is over, they realize how screwed they are. That’s who I think you are. However, now I want something from you.’ {( He narrowed his forest green eyes. )} ‘Tell me why I shouldn’t run from this trap.’
@R0MAR0 @R0MAR0 ) * anya swirled her drink around in it's cup as though she was bored, humming quietly. * i am / very / well aware of that , thank you . * she enjoyed the thrill of it all- being someone who was generally disliked by most people around town, even by her own friends sometimes. she smiled as sam continued to speak about her, basking in the pride she felt. she never considered herself to be a narcissist, but it was times like these that made her think that she was. * depends . / can / i trap you ? you seem smarter and more attractive than the rest of them . i don't think i could trap you even if i tried my hardest . * she met her eyes with his, fixing her posture. *
[[ @anyaluvss ]] {( Sam stared at the amber colored whiskey in his cup, pondering. He only went to the bar less than once a year, considering his massive size made it nearly impossible to get drunk without copious amounts of alcohol. He only came when he had nothing else to do, or when he wanted to feel the unreplicatable burn that whiskey gave the back of his throat. )} ‘You’re a trap, you know that?’ {( He looked up, looking Anya in the eyes. )} ‘You’re like a spiderweb, humanized. You’re so beautiful and perfect, but when something gets too close it’ll get stuck. And then, it’ll be devoured.’ {( Sam took a sip of his whiskey and set the glass down once again. )} ‘Are you trying to trap me by sitting next to me, or are you more interested in the mind games of it all?’ {( His greenish hazel eyes narrowed behind his glasses as he continued to admire Anya’s pure beauty. Maybe Satan could take the form of a woman. )}
• ] OOC NOTE FROM BEE [ • ================== i kinda wanna add jonathon romaro (sam and abby’s father) to this acc because he’s the most d1lfiest d1lf ever but idk.. maybe it’ll make me happy lawl ================= • ] END OF NOTE [ •
[[ NEW CHAIN • @anyaluvss ]] ] • [ {( It was another typical night for Sam- the dim light of a candle reflecting on his wooden desk, a pen in his hand as he wrote. He was exceptionally quiet, because Anya slept in the bed on the other side of the room. She had been insistent that she would be awake with him the entire night, and Sam went along with it, knowing she would fall asleep but longing for her to stay close to him, even if she wasn’t awake. It was almost hard to focus on the dense words of philosophy and critical theory when the woman he loved was in the room- he so badly wanted to put the pen down and walk over to the bed, embracing her as they both slept soundly. However, his paper had to be finished to his standards before he could sleep, so that’s what Sam did- continue to write. However, his pen paused in the midst of its cursive as he suddenly heard a somewhat distressed sound from behind him. )} ‘Anya..?’
[[ @anyaluvss ]] {( The pen in Sam’s hands dropped onto the desk as he stood up, quickly making his way to Anya. His heart ached terribly seeing how distressed she was, and for a moment he saw himself in her. He struggled with PTSD as well, and knowing *exactly* how helpless she felt was just gut wrenching. He would do anything to take it all away from her.. anything. )} ‘Hey, hey hey, Anya,’ {( His gentle voice broke through her nightmare as he so sweetly began to rub her shoulders, running a hand through her hair so gently and so affectionately, in attempts to wake her up into a more comforting world. When she woke up, Sam was there, reminding her that the world she had just experienced wasn’t the world she was with if he was around. Sitting down on the bed, he wrapped his strong arms around her, ever so gently rocking her back and forth. )} ‘Hey, hey.. you’re okay, Anya.. you’re okay..’ {( His deep, hushed voice was seemingly filled with the magic to calm down. )} ‘I’m right here, hun. Right here. You’re safe, okay? You’re gonna be okay..’ {( He gently took Anya’s face in his hands, so delicately tilting her face up to look at him. His forest green eyes looked back at hers. )} ‘I’m here, Anya. I’ve got you. I’m not letting go, okay..?’
@R0MAR0 ) * it was no secret to anyone that knew her that anya and her younger brother enzo didn't have the best childhood- it left her with irreversible damage, and strong nightmares that plagued her head every night. usually, she was able to stay awake and work through them, although tonight seemed to be different. she was back in her childhood home, begging and crying at her parents feet to just take care of her and enzo- crying for even a small moment of attention as they continued kicking her away from them. it was enough to make her cry outside of her dream, small, terrified whimpers escaping from her lips for about two minutes before she woke up, grasping around for any sort of hint that she was safe, feeling the warm blanket wrapped around her. instead, she started crying silently, holding back the choked gasps and sobs that were threatening to escape her lips. *
[[ NEW CHAIN • @soldierssweets ]] ] • [ {( Abby sat on the floor of her apartment with a ball of yarn and a crochet hook keeping her hands busy. She had decided to make a little crochet frog plushie, for no other reason than the fact she felt lonely without her beloved Levi and was desperate for anything else to do. Usually he stopped by on nights like this, and she hoped this would be one of those nights. However, when she heard the doorknob unlock and twist, the wooden door creaking open- as the two of them always had the other’s house keys- a giant smile came to Abby’s features. )} ‘Levi!!!’ {( She ran to him and jumped in his arms, hugging him tightly with the happiest look on her face. Even if it had only been mere hours since they last saw each other, Abby always ran to Levi like it had been years. )}
[[ @soldierssweets ]] {( Abby couldn’t describe the level of panic she felt over this expedition. Erwin seemed to love choosing expeditions that would be riskiest to anyone involved, and it terrified her that Levi would be one of those many casualties that were soon to come. As Levi moved closer, Abby pulled into his lap, tears streaming down her cheeks as she cried, curling up into his chest. The anxiety and pain was heard in her cries. )} ‘I d-dont wanna see you g-go…’ {( She cried, a sob escaping her lips. Boy, this hurt. She couldn’t imagine how she would ever get used to hearing such terrible news of an upcoming expedition.. after all, every expedition meant a chance to lose the boy she loved so dearly. )} ‘W-When is it? Not s-soon, right? … Right..?’ {( She was desperate for him to say it was in weeks and weeks, but she could tell her desperation meant nothing to what reality actually was. )}
@R0MAR0 ) * levi carefully set his hand on her back, nervously rubbing it. he was just as scared to go on expeditions- the day before he would have to go, he would lay awake in bed in a cold sweat, knowing that this could be the last night that he would be alive. although he was humanities strongest, he didn't feel like it in those moments. he moved a little closer too her, still unsure as to how to go through with comforting. he was never good at comforting people, especially not with his cold and hard exterior that everyone knew him for; even erwin got nervous around him at times. * trust me, i wouldn't be going if i didn't have to. * he mumbled quietly, rubbing her back softly *
[[ @soldierssweets ]] {( Abby’s amber doe eyes were wide and worried as she waited for the news Levi seemed so dreadful to break. When he told her at last, and it was exactly what she was begging the skies it wouldn’t be… it broke her heart. Abby sat silently. She felt her chest start to ache with an upcoming cry.. tears beginning to fill her eyes and fall rapidly. She was trying to wipe them away as fast as they can but failed, unable to beat the tears that came. It was no lie that Abby faced intense anxiety when it came to expeditions.. she was so scared that something would happen to Levi. Sure, he was humanities strongest. But the dozens and dozens of body bags that returned from every single expedition were enough to remind everyone that titans have no care for who’s the strongest or weakest. The room went quiet and the atmosphere darkened as Abby cried, her head staying down as she did so. Her heart ached with anxiety, wanting nothing more than to be held. )} ‘L-Levi..’ {( Her voice broke with cries that threatened to escape. )}
•] OOC note from bee [• ================ someone please help me with my anon account… :c i don’t have anyone to interact with and i don’t think i’m doing it right anyway.. ugh ugh ugh i need some help with this :,) if anyone sees this pls suggest anons to interact with i’m also really struggling right now and i need some distractions =============== •] END OF NOTE [•
•] OOC note from bee [• ================ i’m really bad at having an anon. i don’t know how to do this. :,) the urge to wipe this whole account- ================ •] END OF NOTE [•
•] THOUGHT BUBBLE [• [• in which the romaro siblings share their current thoughts •] NOW ACTIVE- ABIGAIL ROMARO •*.»°≈.•‘ “ I wish I had a better way to say how I feel. Sam always has a way. All I can think to come up with is that I want someone to love. I just don’t have a fancy way to say it. ”
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