lamortvoit
* so i’ve been gone for a while. cb :3
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/ im not really on here anymore but if you would still like to rp with me you can add my discord :3 but anyway, guys, cb if u want :33
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/ HI POOKIES IM BACK AGAIN :>
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( @hyrded ) “absolutely not!” she turns her face and figure away from him. “i will scream if you tickle me!” her eyes don’t quite match the phrase, her eyes bright and teary eyed. her lips curve into a slight smile, “i swear! it isn’t funny! you know i hate being touched!” in between of bursts of laughter, she leans in just a little, “unless the whole point of this is you want to look at my face.”
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/ side note, should i do a thread of headcanons and stuff …? yes or no ?
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/ hi guys :> im back :> + very much craving a bit of fluff or something sweet so cb + specify and ill get it when i wake up
lyrirs
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ i’d almost rather hear you bickering than sit through this silent treatment.
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( @yongguks ) &. her gaze flicks up towards him, her eyes narrowing and her lips forming a thin line. she’s held on longer than usual. “oh so / now / you want to hear what i have to say?” she asks dryly. her fingers tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “just because i’m talking to you now, doesn’t mean i’m talking to you again.” she says with less conviction. “at least not for another day.” she adds, her resolve caving, just a little. her hands balling up into fists and unclenching at her sides; judging by the look on her face, it’s obvious she’s not / entirely / over the encounter.
lyrirs
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀it’s a portal connecting to another world, one you’ve never seen before. so.. don’t touch it.
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ i just took a life.. what makes you think i can’t take yours too?
lyrirs
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ your pulse is weak.. what happened here?
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( @hyrded ) &. the brunette lets out a soft scoff that borderlines an actual cough. “no.” she shot back, defensively but not quite sure. “i… am simply trying to walk the other way. we just happen to be going in opposite directions.” she clears her throat and straightens her posture slightly. “but rurik, a pleasure. as always.” her hands shove into the pocket of her jacket, “what. . . can i do for you. . .?” she raised her eyebrow expectantly, “i doubt it’s just a friendly visit, no?”