There is no limit

Yeah hey, Robert here. No idea what I'm supposed to put in this thing so drop me a line or something.

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For those who wondered about Bun-Bun. It’s almost been a year. I hope he’s hopping around in Bun-Bun heaven.

PATREON  /TWITTER /INSTAGRAM /FACEBOOK

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Guess who's back? And not just back from the grave this time.

I'm getting over my blue period and getting over people who make me feel worthless and unwanted. Instead, I'm going to focus on some new shit. Mostly, I'm just around to keep an eye out on a nameless somebody. Somebody I want to protect in some weird way, I guess. Not that he'll ever know, this is some pretty top secret shit.

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Our story has ended, there is no happy ending, no long goodbye.

This is it, this is our ending, shell casings and all. This is our goodbye.

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thaumaturgeofthemind replied to your post:Why do people even follow my miserable, invisible...

Ugh, you’re such a pain.

I know.

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Why do people even follow my miserable, invisible ass. Please don't. I'm not even worth your time.

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It's awful being dead. Or... it's awful being a ghost. It's like all the benefits of disappearing forever are stripped away from you leaving only numb, crippling awareness. 

I knew I'd die soon when I broke up with... I knew I'd die and I knew she'd be happier with someone else...

I was a terrible boyfriend. I worked too hard and I was always so terrified that she secretly would have been happier all along with him. He's smarter, cooler, funnier, and just... better than I am. Of course, she always told me that my fears had no basis in reality. But now that I'm dead, I'm left with the awareness that... my fears were correct. I didn't expect her moving on so quickly and so fully to the one person I could never measure up to would hurt so badly and now that she no longer even follows this blog, I feel like I'm free to express that.

I left home to tend to my dying mother and I left behind someone who loved me, a dog, and a brand new piano. Let me tell you about that piano - I worked so many hours to afford that piece of shit. To the point where I was, yet again, neglectful to her. i was chasing some stupid dream that if I could just afford that, I could be with her more. I regret that.

I wish I would have at least played with Tessie one last time before trading my life for my mother's. I'll never see him again. 

I hate that I didn't just die for good and disappear forever. 

Never trust a Cipher.

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You’re a fucking dick. Joke’s on you though, I don’t give a fuck.

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Hey if there are no job prospects in the afterlife you can at least be a mannequin!

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You're not even clever.

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Is it weird that I like being dead more than I liked being alive? Everything’s easier and I’m completely unattached to anything… And I'm only seen if I want to be.

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I may be dead but I still look rad as fuck in a pair of cable knit tights and a cute skirt. Just saying. One great looking dude ghost, coming through.

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You also look totally invisible to humans so people are looking at the floating clothes not you.  Hell they probably think you’re a doll ghost or something.

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You're a fucking dick. Joke's on you though, I don't give a fuck.

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i will not buy flowers for a girl because flowers are stupid and worthless and they die. get a girl a rock. rocks are strong. rocks don’t die after 2 days

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I may be dead but I still look rad as fuck in a pair of cable knit tights and a cute skirt. Just saying. One great looking dude ghost, coming through.

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"It’ll make him happy though," he kissed his forehead "looks like he’s got a bright future, anyway.  I’m just looking forward to what he’s picked out for me.  Hey!  Maybe our outfits will match!"

Billy scanned over Nick’s schedule “No wonder you’re usually not here.  Okay, these ones are mine right?  Oh, so that’s why he didn’t say anything to me about Halloween,” Billy was doing a show that night.  He was conflicted for a moment.  He told the kid he would spend the holiday with him but, on the other hand, performing was his favorite thing to do.

"Get lots of candy for me, alright?"

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"Yeah, those are yours. Hmm... I hope you can actually read it. I've got some pretty awful handwriting... Usually I'm the only one who has to make sense of it." He said in an apologetic tone. "Ah... You don't have to perform if you don't want to... If you want to spend time with Bill instead. Or we can all spend some time together before the show... Maybe for an hour or so if we head out early. It's up to you. Either way there'll be plenty of candy, your brother's been scouting the neighborhoods and coming up with a 'battle strategy.' He's going to end up with more candy than he can eat."

Bill paused for a moment, pulling a very Jack-like move and reaching to touch a tie that wasn't currently on him. Both he and Jack shared the trait of having a sort of wearable security blanket - for Jack, his glasses and for Bill, his tie. Realizing his throat was bare, Bill settled for fiddling with his gloves. "You know, he's got this crazy idea in his head now that he's going to start his own circus or something. I blame you despite the fact that I'm the one who took him to see his first performance. You're a terrible influence. He and Lele are taking gymnastics now. He's actually not doing too bad, I take them every now and then. Looks like whatever one of them does, the other one wants to do too."

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"I’m morbidly curious!  Can you give me a hint?"

Seconds later he was struggling for breath.  He put a finger in his collar to give himself some air.  ”I dunno,” he coughed “I could used to it…if I had a reason.”  He smiled “But not alla the time.  Not even mosta the time.  Gotta keep the Billy Mischief look.  Speaking of!  When’s my next show, Manager?”

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"The hint is your brother is cruel." Bill said with a bit of a huff, pushing Billy's hand away from his collar. "Don't do that, you'll mess up the knot I worked so hard tying for you. Anyway, what was I... oh, right... You have a cruel brother. But now that I think about it, what child isn't a bit cruel at that age? In fact, I don't think I ever really grew out of it..."

Bill idly wrapped his arms around Billy and rested his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. "You don't need to get used to it. I prefer that you wear what you like best, honestly. Except for right now. Right now, I'm rather fond of that look on you." He straightened up a bit when Billy mentioned his next show and released Billy. A calendar appeared in his arms. Every single day seemed to be jam packed with colour coded activities from 'visit Francine, finalize deal' to 'birthday of demon whose name I constantly forget.' In bright pink, were various dates relating to Billy's shows, however. "Well, here's your line up... I guess you can borrow my calender... I haven't written them down elsewhere."

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Billy wore the tie loosely “I never really liked these kind of ties…too formal- no sass…” he spent a few minutes trying to recreate the knot that Nick used before being forced into a kiss.  He giggled and smooched him back.  

Billy glared over at Robert “We didn’t ask for an audience.  Why don’t you go do, like, ghost things?”

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"Yeah? You should see the outfit your brother is making me wear on Halloween... I'm actually dreading having to wear it but a promise is a promise..." He mumbled, shifting to tie the tie in an eldredge knot before stopping and untying it completely.

"Trinity... I'll tie it into a trinity knot... That suits you better. You look handsome in a tie." He said, tightening the neckwear up just a tad too much on purpose as Robert casually decided to ignore the demonic duo in favour of trying to manipulate small objects around the room. "I should take a picture, this is probably the only time I'll see you in a respectable tie."

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Hearing this, Billy looked closer at Robert’s nose to see if the damage was still visible.  Then Nick spoke.

The younger demon grinned and put his arm around the elder “Hey now, I thought I was the handsome one!  Anyway, what’s thing about magnets?  Opposites attract?  Nick keeps me grounded and I help Nick have a good time.  Sometimes.”

He winked “What kind of muzzle?”

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"I'm definitely more handsome - my clothing is much nicer." Bill said, finishing his overly sweet, cinnamon-y fall flavoured coffee, placing the cup in midair, and reaching for his tie. He idly began to remove the accessory and turned to Billy, removing his bow tie and replacing it with his own tie "My tie is better than your sad excuse for neck wear as well. Ah... See? Doesn't that look better?"

The demon offered Billy a smile before tugging him closer by his borrowed tie and planting a kiss on him. "You're an idiot."

"You two are ridiculous..." Robert mumbled, floating over to the piano again and looking it over.

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Even in death, I still barely have time to relax. What's with that?