hellsrule

you’re not an easy man to find ,     mister novak 

clysmipinion

@hellsrule ⊹˚.*•.
            
            * he didn’t even have to look at him to recognize him.      he stopped himself from rolling his eyes and  he turns to look at him with confused and alert eyes.       he made sure to make himself look innocent,      he wasn’t in the mood to chit chat *                   who the hell are you  ?      
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aslustitia

i think you need snickers, uncle cassie. 

clysmipinion

@enamordel @theirmiracle ⊹˚.*•.
            
            that’s ridiculous                  * his brows furrow and his faces scrunches up in confusion *               what are you two on about  ?        
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enamordel

she’s right.  you’re not you when you’re hungry.
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enamordel

i liked you better when you were...  easier to push around.  this castiel is no fun.  always yapping about god knows what.  i might do myself a favor and snap my own neck.

enamordel

/  answering later bb
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clysmipinion

@enamordel ⊹˚.*•.
            
            those are some boring details.     it doesn’t matter.        what does matter is how i want to bide my time.      if anything,      i’d like to avoid the bitch boys.       those insufferable men think that words of poetry can get me to feel for them.             * he he made a sound of annoyance until his eyes brightened at an idea *            oh,     wait  !        maybe i can use that to my advantage ..        
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savioruin

...  this isn’t you.

clysmipinion

@savioruin ⊹˚.*•.
            
            great,      you’re here                * he lets out an exasperated sigh and raked his hand through his hair *               what now  ?        am i supposed to prepare for a little goose chase  ?                  * chuckled to himself,      shaking his head *              that’s so boring.       moving place to place just for you to catch up and think your words and traps are going to get me to  ...       ‘ snap out of it ’.       you humans believe that your words coming from your little hearts is the key to everything               * he leaned onto his hand,       his eyes mocking sympathy *                  i pity you
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