oh
thank you
im still not giving you my password though
yw
alright FINE tell me ur 2nd favorite rock
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@honest-egoist
oh
thank you
im still not giving you my password though
yw
alright FINE tell me ur 2nd favorite rock
honest-egoist replied to your post:oh i think i found my password.
WHAT KINDA ROCK WAS IT A GREY ROCK?? A BLACK ROCK??? A POINTY ONE????
auruo why would i give you my password.
cuz were besties
"Are you going to eat that?"
"... ... ... Yes."
Marco grins when he spots his skating partner. He’s been looking forward to this for a while now. Making new friends, starting a new hobby in his new home… it was so exciting! Maybe Auruo could teach him how to do some of those cool flips, or pick him up and spin him around, like the skaters on TV.
… Okay, that would probably have to wait. But Marco was still excited.
"Hey, Auruo!" He waves excitedly as he rushes up to his friend (were they friends? … Yeah, totally friends!) "It’s me! Um, I pronounced that right, didn’t I?"
his voice is like the patter of raindrops on a bright spring morning... that's going a little far but wow is this kid made of sunbeams and childrens' laughter or...?Â
"Ah-- Yeah. Marco?" it'd be hard to mistake him -- he's got a unique look; long freckled face and lengthy limbs, the beginnings of bangs... hell, if he grew his hair out a little they could be rockin' the same style. he feels that little pinprick of nostalgia at the base of his skull, which is surprising, but not entirely unexpected. he's been here over a year -- he knows what's up. but maybe marco doesn't.
auruo grins and goes in for a handshake. "Close enough." he teases, "Bet you practiced on the way."Â
no kiddo i def dont wish…
wth would a meat waffle even be
>> comes into the living room bearing a freshly toasted frozen waffle. presents it to her, then folds it in half.
>> humps it insistently to prove his point.
let nobody say that he doesn't keep his promises -- he'd told this wide-eyed, innocent youth that he'd take him ice skating come winter, and by god he was going to take the guy ice skating: no ulterior motive included.
except maybe a little teeny tiny ulterior motive that was really just an afterthought and absolutely nothing to be taken seriously... yessiree.
auruo rubs his palms together rather ineffectually, leather gloves crinkling. he checks his watch -- so on time. it's not the busiest day, which is good. he'd hate to have much more of an audience bear witness to his particular brand of grace... it's been a while since the last time he flailed around on ice.
honest-egoist replied to your post:im gonna do it i am gonna make meat wafflesÂ
ugh lmao is that a euphemism
u wish
nah but for real the waffle iron is heating up now this is going to be so sweet
no kiddo i def dont wish...
i’m going to reblog this every friday until hell freezes over
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Its Friday and time to party!
Critical layouts.
ayy its the festival of lights
happy first day
[unsent text to: dad] ahaha yeah well fakjdfu„„„„„„„„„„„„,mmmm
> she falls off the couch, letting out an exaggerated, garbled scream as she hits the floor.
"H-help me, I’m… bleeding…"
"Hey!!"
> runs to peer over the back of the couch, just as her leg flops from the cushion...
"No bleedin' allowed, I just had the floor cleaned."