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i just saw hunchback of notre dame for the first time dEAR GOD MY HEART--

#{ ;;grace is speaking }#THAT WAS SO MUCH DARKER AND INTENSE THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE

“And I thought it couldn’t get worse.”

#{ ;;Gaeun Jeon }#LMAO AT MYSELF BECAUSE SLEEP ISN'T COMING #{ ;;open starter }

slides into ya’lls dm for a STARTER CALL !!

LIKE for a STARTER !!

#{ ;;grace is speaking }#it'll be with a random muse unless specified! just let me know if you want to meet someone

dokitsuu

those were fighting words. The nerve! It was one thing for her to kick him in the family jewels, but it was another for him to actively try and hurt her face! Only one of them would never get any action! ( RE: His family jewels. ) Shun carefully scrambles away from the ice, dusting off her clothes before she stands up and wipes her nose on her sleeve. ( Was her nose bleeding? Maybe a little. ) “You wanna go, pretty boy? I’ll twist you like a pretzel!” She’ll even put up her fists for emphasis. Her knees might have hurt and so did her face, but at least she could stand. That meant she had more of a fighting chance than this guy did, right? Right!

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“pretty boy? thanks for the compliment.”

his breath was still pretty ragged from that blow, but hey. at least he was on his knees now. (pretty sure he was taller than her still.) damian looked at the girl, eyes narrowed as shoulders shrugged off her threat. honestly, the only way she would have an advantage was if she aimed there. again.

“come at me then! i’ll show you just how salty i can be.”

he felt a little bad about her nosebleed but...not really. after all, she was the one who started it !! all he did was get a peck on the cheek from a cute babe, and what happens? he gets assaulted. the world was truly unfair for a pretty boy.

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS

mattssei

your call out game’s weak bae I’m not about to deny the honest truth there

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my sweet radio child didn’t deserve your dirt ok

#{ ;;grace is speaking }#B((((((

prays for paint’s deliverance because she is a dADDY-LOVING KINK-ACCUSING LOSER

#{ ;;grace is speaking }#mattssei #LOOKING AT YOU

looking at smut like

#mainly because once you know what sex can be like #you just sit there like #oh you wish it was like tha #YOU WISH #AHAHAHAHA #lowkey can't write my own smut anymore because i can't look at the screen without turning red #but sex stories?#come at me bro #{ ;;grace is speaking }

when all of your muses are TRASH

#{ ;;grace is speaking }#honestly i'm going to remake this blog again... and limit the number of muses i have again #but they're all trash #hermes damian... i CAN'T

magicisanima

{ ♥ } “I’m sorry about that - again.” It sounded painful - and she didnt know what had gotten into her friend, but… “Shun’s just… I worry about her. She picks fights a lot and… well as far as I know she’s just a normal human so I worry that someday she’s gonna pick a fight with someone not-so-human who wont go easy on her.”

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“heh-- i can see why you would be worried. but don’t worry, she’s proven that she can protect herself.”

he’s experienced that first hand. almost to the point of trauma. his groin was hurting just thinking about what happened earlier.

“but hey. it’s not too bad to have a friend like that, huh? she’s kinda fun to make fun of.”

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#all of them are precious dear god

magicisanima

panrosian replied to your post: { ♥ } “BOTH OF YOU STOP IT OR UR…

“i’m innocent– i came out to have a good time and i’m feeling SO ATTACKED RIGHT NOW.”

{ ♥ } “I’m sorry about Kaska– she kinda jumps into things without thinking a lot. Well I mean she does think but sometimes she doesnt have the whole picture.” It was complicated - but Haruko wouldn’t change Shun or trade her for anyone. “But I swear to God if you hurt her I will end you.”

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“i didn’t hurt her, i just had her slip on some ice.”

hands up in an ‘i’m innocent’ pose.

“besides, i think it’s a decent trade for her kicking me in the balls twice.”

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#i s2g he's an enemy of women everywhere

dokitsuu

he’s playing a dangerous game. With an equally dangerous enemy. You’d think he’d have learned it enough the first time that one does not simply pick a fight with her. Her, the defender of all things human. Ice appears out of no where and Shun, unknowingly, steps forward.

SHE SLIPS!

Face slams into the ice and knees are undoubtedly to be bruised. It takes but a few seconds for her to scramble up to her hands and knees, the teen steadying herself before she snaps her head in the other’s direction. Index finger is lifted, cutting across the air in front of her throat. She falls again.

SOMEONE’S GONNA DIE TODAY AND IT AIN’T GONNA BE HER.

panrosian-blog

“ wow you okay ?? because it must have hurt to fall from heaven . . .”

it seemed like he was going to be nice for a second as he got up to his knees, breath haggard as he managed a small smile. that’s right, pipsqueak. play with fire and get burned. ( except in this case this bitch was about to get some heavy frostbite. )

“ -- because it looks like you landed on your face.”

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#COME AT ME

no one thinks a pretty girl has feelings --

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#go to 2:50 but this whole soundtrack is fire #wipes away a tear because being a fuckboi is so hard

dokitsuu

was it a little cruel? Yeah, sure. Maybe. Just a little bit, but who had ever accused Shun of being a good person? Hands are dusted off and Shun turns away without so much as an answer. HER JOB’S BEEN DONE.

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desperate times called for desperate measures.

while one hand grasped his now aching groin, the other flicked out, fingers pressed against the ground as a slight surge of magic ( powered by revenge ) trailed along the sidewalk to the undersides of the girl’s feet. ice slicked across the surface where she was walking, hopefully stalling her prideful escape.

GIT REKT.

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#WHY CAN'T SHE JUST SEE THAT HE'S AN OK GUY #ALL HE DOES IS FLIRT WITH ANYTHING THAT MOVES

dokitsuu

a fuckboi? In her house? IT’S MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK! She’ll just kinda put on her good kickin’ boots and make her way over to the magical fuckboi in question, turns him around, and kicks with all the power that her legs can give her. “TAKE THAT.” No one kisses Harucchan and gets away with it. ( If only she knew it was willing! )

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@ god it’s a sin to be so popular. he barely had time to register the tiny little footsteps before he turned only to get kicked . . . right in the treasury. oh sweet butter and crackers he was going to be feeling that for a while.

his palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy--

“WHAT DID I DO ?! ”

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#SHUN PLEASE ALL HE DID WAS SLIDE INTO HER DM

magicisanima

don’t spoil damian too much he is trash

panrosian-blog

let momo make her own mistakes–!! lol

don’t say i didn’t warn you

#{ ;;Damian Knight }#inhales because you gonna regret getting to know this magical fuckboi

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— @panrosian liked for a starter!

a happy trill. He’s never gone to a radio station before. There was never really any reason to, though he’ll admit that he’s just a LITTLE curious as to how everything worked. His antenna stands straight up, the teen with his mouth wide open in awe as he looks around the lobby. “C001!” ( COOL! ) A spin around, his hands at his waist and Mio accidentally bumps into some stranger. A look of surprise and there’s static. “4R3 … Y0U? 0K4Y?” ( ARE … YOU OKAY? ) If only he realized he had played part of the other’s broadcast from just minutes ago.

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It was finally the music break, and Pascal’s voice was sore. Perhaps he was getting a little rusty on taking care of his throat. Water bottle in hand, the talk show host had finally gotten his attention off the pattern along the floor when he lightly collided with another. His eyes were closed due to the impact, but his ears registered the voice with a perked curiosity. It sounded like... three or four different people speaking in singular words? Eyes opened, and Pascal looked directly in front of him...only to see an antenna waving in his face.

“... I’m alright. I think. Are you?”

His voice was soft with concern, but he couldn’t keep his eyes off the antenna that seemed to bob back and forth with the other kid’s movement.

“Um... On your head...”

#{ ;;Pascal Gardinier }#AND SO IT BEGINS

iT’S JUNE TIME TO GET THIS BLOG BACK UP AND RUNNING.

LIKE for a STARTER !!

#{ ;;grace is speaking }

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