Uh like any pronouns, my opinion stands fuck your opinion, I listen to boyfriend asmr, I think i'm gonna be posting vents and like yeah Im new to this stuff so.. suck my dick and fall in love with me. Live Laugh Love.
There's a black baroness called Omorose. Why don't you hype her up instead of complaining about someone's OC? Who clearly explained by the author that her baroness is not the listener AKA, you?
This is my first ever made shit so yeah ik it sucks dont come at me but give me good criticismim. Its Patrochilles and yeah :)
At night after yet another talking with his mother, Achilles comes to the tent quiet as he cares to be. I stare at him, in my mouth I taste bitterness like a mistaken for ripe mango that is hard barely containing juices. One end of my lips curl up leaving the other half down, a snarl it seems. “What?”Even though Achilies does not face me, his hair covers a bit of the side of his face as he sits with his legs crossed on the mat, looking at his joined hands. He had still said to me, ‘what’, just normally, but with a little bite like I was bothering him. What he really means is ‘what's the reason for your face looking like that’, he sees me eying him in his peripherals.
What?”, I say appalled, mocking and ready to fight him again, a battle of high and intensed vocals. “You know what! DO not play stupid with me!”. He still has no reaction. No facial expression as my voice rips out, making me feel awkward by how loud I am in the normal quiet. He looks blank as he slowly, nonchalantly turns his head at me, looking like he feels nothing, his face says nothing. Maybe he really doesn't feel anything. I’ll make him feel something. “Is this about that girl?.. Again?’’. He says as if he doesn't know why I bring it up once more, of course he knows I’ve been gnawing at his head all yesterday and today about it. “Yes. And as I have to say it again, she is not just some girl, Okay?!. She's a Lady, a true lady, a real friend to me and you would just let some grubby man lay her hands on her??” I hate that I have to be the one that makes Achilles’ head ache with my voice alone but I am serious about this. Bristes has become very dear to me in the time she's been here, she is close to my heart. I know I love her, but not as a lover. Not as I feel for Achilles, but I know - I feel it, that if she were to leave I’d feel lonely and if she were hurt I’d cry as I help her to her aid, for her to die I’d weep, and her essence disrespected I’d stand for her.
Although Bristes doesn't think I should be fighting with Achilles, this it’s a issue I can't step off of. “Achilles!-" I start, “Dont. I don’t want to hear about this girl any longer. You act as if shes important or something, what is it, huh? Do you love her? Is she dear to you?” Actually she is dear to me but at the time all I could do was stand struck by him yelling at me. Actually yelling AT me. “Uh, Yes. She is dear to me, she's my friend and you know what Agamemnon will do to her if you just stay back and let him take her. Why would you want that” He stands “Of course she’s just your friend. I should’ve never asked to take her. You do love her don’t. Why does it matter so much? I thought you loved me, I thought WE cared about each other!” I can see how this situation is getting out of hand, Achilles is misunderstanding me and I see his face turning hot as pink rises into his face. As I think this, Achilles is pacing around in the tent in a skinny oval on his side of the tent muttering to himself how me and Brietes must have been quietly flirting while he’s been out fighting. I want to reassure him but the way he's acting now I might have thought of courting her and taking her up on have a child.
Too bad I wonder how he must feel fighting with me after never in his life having an odd thought of me.
“How dare you,” He says back at me. “I cared for you and you you would just Ahguhhh!” He yells in annoyance at me. “No, Achilles I’m just saying, have you no moral, no passion, Anything. Do you understand the amount of hurt rape will bring a sweet girl like her? And I’m not saying I don't care for you I do, you know I do. Why would I sleep beside you if I didn't? Why would I be beside you still even in this war, this battle if I had not cared for you? You think I do it for laughs? For Fun??” He looks at me upset, he pouts understanding but still aggravated. *sigh* “Whatever,” Achilles says, turning from me, bringing his hands up to rub along his face gripping his hair a little. It diffuses our yelling and we talk at normal pitches now.
“What do you want?”
“I want you to go get her back and say you’re sorry”
“Why would I do that?”
“..To save Briestes.. It would make me happy”
“I can’t”
“But you can”
“What about my honor Pat.. I’ve done all this and in their eyes she's just a woman. What would they think of me?”
I just read the song of Achilies and Girl all I got to say is that I cried. Like actualy the tears were falling AND I WAS HURTING. LIKE DAMMMMMM. So im making a fanfiction on it to make me feel better
Girl who tf hacked this tumblr account I'm dead bro like never in my life did i think some shit like this would happen to me like girl who tf says mam??? I know for a fact that shit was not me BUT I THOT IT WAS ME. I thought I wrote that yo. Dude i'm not british.. But cool of you to do that igs. I mean like im not mad but like dam man.
Girl,,, IM tired of yall mfks thinking the Baronese (aka me) From Desmonds ASMR thee CASTINN HAMMERRS wife is white. LIke no she isn't shes litterally black I know yall seen them dam Thumbnails. AND dont even try to be like the early ones are in the moon light like nigga you alr know what it is hoe. and the newer ones HER FINGERS AARE BROWN why am I seeing yalls fan art or whatever art having the baroness be this ehite lady with blond hair likje no,,.... And no bitch I wont take she was wearing brown gloves WHO TF WEARS BROWN GLOVES LIKE THAT????? AND ITS THE DAY LIGHT AND HER POINTING HER FINGER!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHO TF IS MAKING THIS SNOWBUNNY ART
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