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-- taffetaHabiliment [TH] began trolling impenetrableVitality [IV] at 22:59 -- TH: hey so TH: i dont know what i was go ing to say IV: hey IV: i definitely wasn't expecting this IV: but i don't mind TH: i know TH: thats a stu pid thing to say TH: but i know IV: you would TH: i just want to talk to you IV: that works out IV: since i want to talk to you too IV: it feels dumb to ask what's going on lately but IV: i'm going to ask anyway IV: what's going on lately TH: ha hah TH: uh TH: ugh TH: i hate that TH: i want to talk to you TH: and may be that youre the per son i need to talk to TH: but youre al so the last per son i should be talk ing to ab out this IV: nobody said we can't be friends em IV: i'm still here if you need me TH: but you still cant ac tu al ly help me TH: and i dont real ly ex pect you to IV: maybe you need someone to listen to you TH: youre just one of the on ly peo ple ive ev er been close to that was on ly ev er good to me TH: at this po int its just hard not to think ab out the fact that al most ev er y one gets off on hur ting me IV: i IV: i still don't understand why that is IV: i guess i can't imagine having a friendship like that with someone who didn't hate me TH: may be be cause i let it TH: may be be cause im just that bad TH: may be a lot of things IV: look em IV: you're not bad in the slightest IV: that's why i liked you so much TH: i am kind of bad TH: and i dont ev en TH: take res pon si bi li ty for it TH: i just make oth er peo ple feel bad for it TH: but i dont ac tu al ly de serve to die right TH: or TH: be hurt the way it hap pens TH: so why is it so hard to stop TH: i dont get it TH: some times i just miss you TH: or may be i just miss know ing some one was nt go ing to hurt me IV: emilet you don't IV: look IV: not taking responsibility for it is kind of bullshit because you always did IV: you take too much responsibility IV: and because you're aware of it i don't see the necessity for punishing yourself TH: i dont want to TH: i dont think i want to a ny more IV: are you saying you don't want to punish yourself TH: yes IV: good that's IV: that's a step in the right direction TH: sor ry TH: i dont know how to feel bet ter ab out this right now TH: and i keep wan ting to say things but i wont IV: you don't have to feel better about it right now IV: but IV: hm IV: do you ever think that maybe you IV: try to get people to hurt you IV: when they get close to you TH: ha ha TH: pro ba bly TH: its al most ea si er you know??? IV: if they hurt you then there's less of a chance of you hurting them IV: better you than them right IV: and it also lets you call the shots IV: if they hurt you on your own terms then the blow isn't as hard IV: then you can joke about it or you can shake it off IV: or bury it TH: yeah TH: i guess TH: i feel like theres less to ex pect out of me tooo IV: that way you don't have to worry about if you're up to par with thier standards IV: their* TH: yeah TH: fuck TH: ha ha IV: i think you're already punishing yourself IV: but i also think you can stop TH: i want to try IV: it's not going to be easy IV: but i think you should try to tell someone else IV: what you're telling me IV: someone who you care about and don't want to put them in a position of hurting you anymore TH: some times its hard to think that they dont want to IV: if they care about you they are likely wanting to do what you want them to do TH: may be IV: maybe they're trying to meet your standards IV: but it's just a cycle because your standards are someone who has low standards for you IV: and they don't IV: they like you for you TH: hey TH: how are things for you IV: no IV: this is for you IV: we're not going to change subjects TH: i want to IV: too late TH: i want to ask ab out you IV: i don't want to talk about me IV: i can do that later TH: but i want to know if youre ok IV: i'm okay IV: i'm typing to you IV: i'm fine TH: i want to know if youre say ing this stuff ab out you too IV: i'm working on it IV: who is somebody that's not me that you wish you could be more open with IV: but aren't TH: i dont know TH: ev er y one IV: are you and simula still a thing TH: i guess TH: what ev er the thing is IV: tell them IV: even if it hurts and even if you cry TH: ok IV: you should do it as soon as possible IV: it'll give you some clarity i think TH: yeah TH: pro ba bly IV: will you try tonight TH: may be IV: look IV: i'll stay talking to you until you start a conversation with them IV: what's that thing you used to do IV: uhhh IV: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ IV: there we go TH: oh my god TH: ok no TH: i think i can han dle this meme ma chine IV: meaning TH: ill talk to them TH: im gon na go now IV: to talk to them TH: yes IV: okay IV: good luck IV: i'm proud of you IV: you got this TH: ha ha TH: thanks TH: finn TH: bye IV: anytime IV: bye -- impenetrableVitality [IV] ceased trolling taffetaHabiliment [TH] at 00:31 --

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[10:45] -- taffetaHabiliment [TH] began trolling estrapadingTrueblue [ET] at 22:45 -- [10:48] TH: hey i found this pic ture of you [10:48] TH:  https://67.media.tumblr.com/f5c9870c87239db8fedfa6234d154f13/tumblr_o664ubCk9O1qep5zro1_1280.jpg [10:51] ET: Interesting. [10:51] ET: Im goin to gauge this is an interpretation from your experience. Relatable even. [10:52] TH: who els es ex pe ri ence mat ters [10:53] TH: ????? [10:53] TH: thats my ques tion [10:54] ET: Im not exactly the most unapproachable son of a gun. [10:54] ET: Or maybe I am I just never put thought into it. [10:55] TH: i have [10:55] TH: and let me tell you [10:55] TH: just the worst [10:59] ET: Woefully unintentional. [11:00] TH: i be lieve you [11:03] ET: Thinking too hard on shit is overrated anyway. [11:05] TH: oh same [11:05] TH: whats wrong with you [11:06] TH: i say in the ge nu ine way of a fum bling i di ot [11:06] ET: Nothing. [11:06] ET: Headache. [11:08] TH: okay.jpeg [11:08] TH: sor ry youre hav ing a shit time [11:09] ET: Nothing a lil TLC wont cure. [11:13] ET: The music group I mean. But also regular old tender love and care. [11:18] TH: dont go cha sing wa ter falls [11:18] TH: please stick to the ri vers and the lakes that youre used to [11:18] TH: :-/ [11:19] ET: A terrible rendition but its a good song. [11:20] TH: that was li te ral ly [11:20] TH: text [11:20] TH: how do you judge my ren di tion [11:21] ET: Your voice is haunting enough for me to picture it clearly. [11:27] TH: how can you see in to my eyes like op en doors [11:29] ET: Its a good lull for relaxation is what Im sayin. [11:54] ET: Where you at. [12:04] TH: the u su al spot [12:04] TH: in hell [12:05] TH: aka my room [12:07] ET: Get out and come to mine. [12:08] TH: oh shit [12:09] TH: well thats force ful [12:10] ET: You could argue. [12:12] TH: nah [12:12] TH: ill be there in a sec ond [09:37] EMILET: *HE SLAP AT THE DOOR.* [09:37] EMILET: *not a knock.* [09:39] JOEL: *Hell no, he's not coming to get it. Joel is too busy playing Street Fighter upside down at his bean bags.* Doors open. [09:40] EMILET: of course it is [09:41] EMILET: *slides it open and stares at Joel doing his weird bag angle.* [09:41] EMILET: o k [09:44] JOEL: Yeah hi to you too. *At that moment, Lei Lei hops onto the desk. Greeting Emilet with a cautionary tail perk.* [09:46] EMILET: oh HI [09:46] EMILET: this is who i came to see [09:46] EMILET: *steps over to the desk to scritch the bitty* [09:48] JOEL: *She is already so spoiled. Raises her rump for many scritches, only to twirl around for several more.* True. She loves entertainin visitors. *slorps water from a straw in this upside down angle* [10:53] EMILET: and i love her *scoops her up so he can sit with her on another bean bag and bestow cheek rubs.* [10:53] EMILET: so did you need me for some thing or did you just want me to pet your cat [10:54] EMILET: bec ause im not ar gu ing [10:55] JOEL: *She purrs with the power of a two cylinder motor, loving both the cuddles and the chin scratches. Joel bites through a twizzler and takes his time in answering.* Dont need a reason to hang out I dont think. [10:55] JOEL: Unless you think I do. [11:07] EMILET: youre look ing at that thing more than me [11:08] EMILET: am i not in te res ting en ough on my own [11:08] EMILET: are you [11:08] EMILET: not en ter tained [11:08] EMILET: ?????? [11:11] JOEL: So hot out the box can we pick up the pace? Turn it up heat it up I need to be entertained... [11:11] JOEL: Maybe just relax? [11:13] EMILET: well not af ter you just whip out ad am lam bert at me :-/ [11:14] JOEL: Oh now I worked you up. My bad. *pauses game and haulst himself up to sit* Kay Im here. [11:14] JOEL: Sup. [11:15] EMILET: turn it sup heat it sup [11:15] EMILET: just the u su al [11:16] EMILET: ha ha o k thats a lie but most ly the u su al [11:27] JOEL: Tell me about it. *No really, do. He has the twizzlers and the bean bag.* [11:28] EMILET: well first of all [11:28] EMILET: i have a cat [11:28] EMILET: this is an im por tant up date [11:29] JOEL: Actually I have a cat and she doesnt date. Shes too young for suitors. [11:30] EMILET: wow [11:30] EMILET: o k [11:30] EMILET: *but not too young for scritches.* [11:31] JOEL: Specially one who dont even bring her guardians a proper dowry. What is this. [11:31] EMILET: look [11:31] EMILET: just bec ause im on the mar ket does nt mean my val ue dropped [11:32] JOEL: If I dont buy it Zuserk doesnt buy it and Lei Lei is never leavin the house. *The kitten in question is loaf in Emilet's arms.* [11:33] EMILET: *the most precious loaf...* [11:33] EMILET: thats o k ill just come and se re nade her win dow side [11:33] JOEL: Only if you sing her the good shit. [11:34] EMILET: ... [11:34] EMILET: a no kou sa ten de [11:35] EMILET: min na ga mo shi su kip pu wo shi te [11:35] EMILET: *he's singing ponponpon* [11:36] JOEL: *Nods in approval. Lei Lei is seeminly unmoved, only purring and giving Emilet's arm a good sniff.* [11:39] EMILET: *a cute...* whats up with you [11:40] JOEL: Mmmgh. Nothin. [11:40] JOEL: Doing research for a tire garden. [11:40] EMILET: ti re gar den [11:41] JOEL: Yeah. Gotta take it over whenever Mithun goes back to Troll Texas. [11:42] EMILET: you mean new be su to to mo da chi [11:47] JOEL: *squints a lil in thought* Not sure if Id go that far. [11:47] EMILET: but you would go far en ough [11:48] EMILET: *boops noses with a kitten* [11:49] JOEL: Yeah I guess. But you still only have one best friend at a time. Usually. [11:49] JOEL: So no. [11:51] EMILET: if thats what you u su al ly do [11:52] EMILET: i wish you and lei lei all the best [11:53] EMILET: ;-) [11:54] JOEL: Lei Lei is my beautiful daughter you fuck. Shes better than a best friend. [11:55] EMILET: troo [12:21] JOEL: *lobs a pillow at his face* [12:21] EMILET: *DOOF* [12:21] EMILET: *but protects lei lei from it* [12:21] EMILET: wtf friend ly fi re much????? [12:25] JOEL: *rises to gently take the daughter up. Sets her safe and sound on the ground.* ... *push-shoves at Emilet* [12:26] EMILET: oh??? my g ood ??? [12:26] EMILET: i ne ver ev en asked for this [12:26] EMILET: what do you ex pect to shove out of me [12:26] JOEL: *squishing the pillow to him.* Shh. Itll be quick. [12:26] EMILET: you mo ther fuck [12:26] EMILET: *SQUIRMS* [12:27] JOEL: *intends to get him nice and crushed under this pillow. Gentle wrassling and snrrking.* [12:28] EMILET: BRO [12:28] EMILET: MY GUY [12:28] EMILET: MY DUDE [12:28] EMILET: P A L [12:29] EMILET: h O M IE [12:29] EMILET: UN DO THIS [12:31] JOEL: *Just. Drapes his whole weight onto the pillow and the squirmy troll. Crushing both of them.* What???? [12:31] EMILET: l ei le i help hes gross and touch ing me [12:31] JOEL: *squishes hand to face* Shhh. Dont fight it. [01:09] EMILET: *STICKS TONGUE OUT AT HIS HAND* [01:09] EMILET: *he will do it* [01:09] EMILET: *he's done it before by god he will do it again* [01:10] JOEL: *Then Emilet will just have spit shmeared all over his face. It'll be grand. The gentle wrassling persists.* Do it. [01:10] EMILET: what the fuck is wrong with you [01:12] JOEL: Dont bring Lei Lei into this. Also dont use such foul language. Shes a lady. [01:13] EMILET: wh [01:14] EMILET: no [01:14] EMILET: stop [01:14] EMILET: im too high for this???? ?? [01:16] JOEL: Are you actually. *poking his sides through the pillow* [02:11] EMILET: yes i am ac tu HA [02:11] EMILET:  st o p [02:11] EMILET: en ough is TO O MU CH !!! [02:13] JOEL: *poke poke poke before shoving himself off, flopping next to him* Damn. Alright. Ill stop. [02:21] EMILET: *wheezes and side eyes suspiciously* [02:22] EMILET: i want [02:22] EMILET: to bite you [02:22] EMILET: so bad right now [02:23] JOEL: ... *Okay pushes his elbow towards his face* So bite me you furry fuck. I dare you. [02:24] EMILET: are [02:24] EMILET: you cal ling ME [02:24] EMILET: the fur ry fuck???? [02:24] EMILET: exc use me????? [02:25] JOEL: I have literally never in my life ever been a furry. [02:25] EMILET: de ni al [02:25] EMILET: is not on ly a ri ver [02:25] EMILET: but its al so a shit bag [02:25] EMILET: named joel [02:26] EMILET: *rolls onto his belly and grabs Joel's arm. HE'S GONNA DO IT HE'S GONNA BITE HIM.* [02:30] JOEL: *scream but not really. He just wrestles this bitey weeb, wheezing slightly as he tries not to laugh.* Takes one to know one motherfuck. [02:31] EMILET: from onE MOT HER FUCK TO A NO THER [02:32] EMILET: *HE BITE!!!!! THE BICEP!!!!8 [02:32] EMILET: * [02:32] EMILET: *get fukt, musculature* [02:34] JOEL: Fucking shitstain???? You got TEETH. *boinks him right on the head with his free hand.* [02:35] EMILET: *ok now he's laughing too hard to keep biting him* ow fuck!!! [02:36] EMILET: ev-- ha hA ev er y one has teeth you dumb fuck??? [02:37] JOEL: Yeah okay but look at this shit? *inspecting the bicep for the bite mark* Looks like a gremlin got me. [02:38] EMILET: sur prise [02:38] EMILET: it was me aus tin [02:38] EMILET: a per son with teeth [02:38] EMILET: a rare and beau ti ful thing [02:39] JOEL: *wiping the drool on him as he talks* [02:41] EMILET:  sot oP  P [02:41] EMILET: *grabs his arm with both hands* [02:41] EMILET: THIS IS NOT THE FLU ID I WANT [02:43] JOEL: *tommy wiseau voice* Do not touch me motherfucker. *but he settles down, snickering a storm* Dick. [02:44] EMILET: keep your stu pid com ments in your pock et [02:44] EMILET: AND your dick [02:45] JOEL: Dick in a pocket. Right where it belongs. [02:48] EMILET: br u h [02:49] EMILET: pe ti tion to change the name of un der wear to dick pock et [02:49] JOEL: *gdi that makes him laugh* Fuck. Id sign that. [02:50] JOEL: Theyd have to pry the rights to the "right where it belongs" slogan out of my cold dead hands tho. [02:51] EMILET: *wheezes* [02:51] EMILET: dick pock et.......... for when you dont have a ny where bet ter to put it [02:52] EMILET: why dont i have my own bu si ness al rea dy [02:53] JOEL: The world aint ready for your genius is my guess. [02:55] EMILET: they ne ver were thats why im such an un der ground sen sa tion [02:56] JOEL: How many followers you have nowadays. [02:59] EMILET: i just did a give a way for one mil 8-) [03:01] JOEL: See. Why sell dick pockets when you got the cool influence of one million bloggers. *scoots and uses Emilet's shoulder as a pillow. Comfy.* [03:04] EMILET: *baka.........* more like i am the cool in flu ence to one mil li on un sus pec ting weebs [03:04] EMILET: and i love them all [03:05] EMILET: ev en the ones that ask me to pose for their weird kinks [03:05] EMILET: and the spam bots that want me to play test their """"games"""" [03:05] JOEL: And they love you. Or otherwise followin you out of spite like I am. [03:05] JOEL: Lmao. [03:05] EMILET: hey [03:05] EMILET: i did nt get to the three hun dred hate mes sa ges a day yet [03:06] EMILET: you got ta let me fin ish [03:06] EMILET: i bet theyre all you [03:06] EMILET: co py pas ting va ri a tions [03:06] EMILET: re mix ing the old hate [03:08] JOEL: Its true I can get real creative with all the ways I can spell out Eat Me. Ive got nothing better to do with my time every day. You know how it is. [03:09] EMILET: the tra gic fact that you just have nt learned all you have to do is ask thats what im sad ab out [03:10] EMILET: *shakes head* [03:11] JOEL: Been going about it so long. So wrong. [03:14] EMILET: i know its hard to stop [03:15] EMILET: but trust me [03:15] EMILET: your ef forts were not in vain [03:15] EMILET: not a day goes by where i dont get the mes sage loud and clear [03:16] JOEL: *he's just... laughing. Fuck.* Christ. Aight. [03:16] JOEL: Dont think I can do much to top that. [03:18] EMILET: see i knew you did nt want to top??? that was the oth er part of the mes sage [03:20] JOEL: Hey now. Theres a difference between seizing opportunties and just knowing when to lie low. [03:22] EMILET: you are li te ral ly not help ing your self here [03:24] JOEL: *content to lie there, spreading smiles to himself* Maybe I just dont know what I want and cant really claim otherwise. [03:26] EMILET: sto ry of my liiiife [03:26] EMILET: *he sing* [03:28] JOEL: *pats his arm. Or rather, brings it over for a loose hug.* [03:29] EMILET: *well, in that case, he's rolling onto his side, closer, grinning despite himself. he can't help thinking they haven't felt like this in a while. that it's nice to know it's not really gone.* [03:32] JOEL: *Shockingly, it's exactly this feeling that drove Joel to look for Emilet in the first place. Scoots up closer for a proper cuddle.* Cmere. [03:34] EMILET: no you kuh meer [03:35] EMILET: i am per fect where i am [03:36] EMILET: i may place a flag and re turn here la ter [03:36] JOEL: Okay but spots warm if you want it. *pats himself invitingly* [03:40] EMILET: .... [03:40] EMILET: *HUFFS* [03:41] EMILET: *but also wriggles closer and sidles up to him. kind of leans his chin on Joel's shoulder.* [03:42] JOEL: *lets him get comfortable... and scritches at his head. There there.* [03:42] EMILET: *reluctant murring... but NOT in a furry way.* [03:44] JOEL: *It's 100% furry so it only means more head scratches.* Missed this. [03:51] EMILET: *It's weird how he feels compelled to laugh a little, and he isn't sure what the root of it is. Something good? Something ironic? Maybe both.* [03:52] EMILET: im glad you did [03:55] JOEL: You ever think I didnt? *It's a good opportunity to gently muss up his usually perfect hair. Get wrecked.* [03:55] EMILET: *offended whine???* [03:56] EMILET: may be??? [03:59] JOEL: Well dont worry about it. Cuz I do. *fiddles with his hair some more* [04:02] EMILET: ha ha [04:02] EMILET: i like when im good en ough to miss [04:04] JOEL: *snorts* I just think sometimes theres too much shit happening to just... not touch base with why it matters at all. Or let anybody forget about it. [04:05] JOEL: So it is what it is. [04:08] EMILET: its just you........ be ing a kind fool [04:08] EMILET: to bal ance out those droves of hate mes sa ges [04:08] EMILET: got ta toss it up some times [04:08] EMILET: keeps me on my toes [04:09] JOEL: Nah okay. You drive me fucking batshit sometimes but thats not all. *bumps his chin to the top of his head* Youre a good. Sometimes anyway. [04:13] EMILET: a..... good???? [04:13] EMILET: sounds fake but o k [04:13] JOEL: One whole good. [04:13] EMILET: *snrk* [04:13] EMILET: i real ly need to hold tigh ter on to that one [04:13] EMILET: lest it get a way...... [04:14] EMILET: for real tho [04:14] EMILET: im kind of try ing [04:15] EMILET: where in kind of trans lates to re a ly [04:15] EMILET: rea la al y [04:19] JOEL: *pets at the back of his head again* I know babe. [04:19] JOEL: I mean I dont gotta know how to know that you are. [04:20] JOEL: Dont gotta explain somethin like that to me. [04:21] EMILET: ha ha.... i feel like i should [04:21] JOEL: Okay well. Either way. I hear you loud and clear. [04:22] EMILET: not that im go ing to [04:22] EMILET: it just feels like [04:22] EMILET: im sup posed to [04:23] JOEL: Whys that. *the hair playing continues* [04:23] EMILET: bec ause like [04:25] EMILET: *rubs at his own face* its like peo ple might not no tice if i dont?? ha ha [04:27] JOEL: *Just sighs, bringing his arms around him better for a hug.* I mean... if you feel like you have to or like. [04:28] JOEL: I make you feel like you have to. Then you should til one day I get my shit together enough where you dont have to anymore. And nothing else matters besides me just.... trusting you. [04:31] EMILET: *he had already felt the funny tickle in his throat and it's really inevitable how it all wells up in his eyes but he still doesn't want Joel to have to see it, so he turns his face in toward Joel's shoulder and sort of burrows there for a bit. It's obvious enough in his voice when he speaks, anyway.* [04:31] EMILET: i know i dont [04:31] EMILET: make it ea sy [04:34] JOEL: Well... whatever. Neither do I. *With everything he was understanding about the situation, all Joel wanted to do was... be here. Holding Emilet and maybe act like the model he wanted to set.* We all act like fucking dick pockets at each other and its messed up. [04:34] JOEL: A cycle right but... [04:34] JOEL: The thing thats cool about it is. [04:35] JOEL: We always come back. [04:36] EMILET: like [04:36] EMILET: fuck ing [04:36] EMILET: dick boo mer angs [04:37] EMILET: *sniffs. the imagery helps.* [04:37] JOEL: Dick boomerangs for the dick pockets of our personalties. *smecks him right on the head, squeezing him again* [04:38] EMILET: *he makes a sound somewhere between surprise and a laugh at that. um??? rude?????* [04:39] EMILET: bec ause [04:39] EMILET: thats al ways where i keep my boo mer ang [04:39] EMILET: safe ly stowed aw ay in my pock et [04:40] EMILET: i dont know where this me ta phor is go ing a ny more who gives a fuck [04:40] JOEL: Not your safely stowed boomerang. [04:40] EMILET: nah [04:41] EMILET: its not on the up and up [04:41] JOEL: Frankly Im offended. [04:41] JOEL: If this emotional crap aint doing it for you I dont know what will. [04:42] JOEL: Bro... dont look at my broner when Im sharing my feelings with you. [04:42] EMILET: *tilts his face up a little* [04:42] EMILET: too late bro [04:43] EMILET: you cant unbrone whats-- *fuck he can't do it* [04:43] EMILET: un broo??? [04:43] EMILET:  fu ck [04:44] JOEL: Say it Em. [04:44] JOEL: Unbrone whats been brone. [04:44] JOEL: ...Broned. [04:44] JOEL: Gfdi. [04:44] EMILET: broned is ab out how im feel ing right now [04:45] JOEL: Boned by a bro. [04:45] JOEL: Like it was always meant to be. [04:46] EMILET: tee bee aych??? [04:46] EMILET: *maybe a return smeck... to the side of Joel's face. affection. scandalous.* [04:48] JOEL: *snrrrks a laugh and just hugs him back. All this affection. SCANDALOUS.* I love you okay. Surprise. [04:48] JOEL: The besuto tomodatchi was you all along. [04:49] EMILET: u m ????? [04:49] EMILET: *He's actually pretty yellow about this. Sounds Fake But Ok Part 2: Electric Boogaloo.* [04:51] EMILET: i [04:51] EMILET: you cant just [04:51] EMILET: brone a guy...... like this???? [04:51] EMILET: god help me im a shit ty fuck ing meme [04:52] JOEL: I can... and I did. *grinning* Turns out I can top when I wanna. [04:52] JOEL: Boom. The circle of stupidity is complete. [04:53] EMILET: n o ,  ,, , [04:53] EMILET: un fuck that cir cle this in stant [04:53] EMILET: im con fused and o ver whelmed [04:53] JOEL: Thats what got us into this mess to start with. [04:53] JOEL: Dont over think it. [04:54] EMILET: glad ly [04:54] EMILET: my pre ferred meth od of deal ing with things is not think ing at all [04:54] JOEL: Bro... just let me hold you to my brosom. *squeeze* [04:55] EMILET: now im just mad you made that pun at me [04:55] EMILET: and al so that i did nt think of it first :-/ [04:55] EMILET: i want a di brorce [04:57] JOEL: Fuck you. This bromance is far from... brover. [04:57] EMILET: st o p [04:58] JOEL: *whispers to him* (Its a broverload.) [04:58] EMILET: more like a bro ver chode [04:58] EMILET: :-///// [04:58] EMILET: how ma ny puns can we make be fore some thing stops be ing an ac tu al word [04:58] JOEL: Shhh. Just lemme hold you. [04:59] JOEL: Shhhhhhhhh. [04:59] EMILET: ... [04:59] EMILET: *looks into the camera as Baby Let Me Love You plays in his head* [04:59] JOEL: * B) * [04:59] EMILET: fine i GUESS [05:01] JOEL: *scritches at his hair some more* Youre welcome. [05:01] EMILET: wow [05:01] EMILET: thanks [05:01] EMILET: *but really.......* [05:02] JOEL: Feel it bro. Its a good tiddy pillow. *pats his chest* Just sayin. [05:02] JOEL: Youre fuckin welcome. [05:02] EMILET: there are not near ly en ough fucks for me to be fuck ing wel come [05:02] EMILET: but ill take it [05:03] EMILET: *claims tiddy pillow*

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EMILET: -KNOCK KNOCK. He hasn't bugged Finn for at least several hours now, and he knows the boy tends to be pretty busy doing his medical thing. Maybe he can make it less shitty. OR MORE SHITTY, CONSIDERING HIM.- FINN: -there's a knock at his door, and honestly, he's relieved because his eyes are starting to glaze over from all the reading he's doing. he opens his door to see the boyfriend standing there, and his expression brightens just a bit, smiling- hey EMILET: oh hi EMILET: fan cy see ing you here EMILET: -peers around him- rea ding EMILET: ag ain FINN: you can't prove anything EMILET: cant i EMILET: whats e eq uals em see squared FINN: well i can't solve it without numbers thrown in FINN: special relativity EMILET: yeah see???? EMILET: nerd FINN: -steps aside for him to come in- get in here EMILET: i am ba si cal ly al rea dy in -scoots past him and flops delicately on the bed- FINN: -snorts, making sure the door closes before moving to lie next to him. why is he so cute?- yeah FINN: siempre en mi mente EMILET: what ab out your men te EMILET: you want me to look at it EMILET: -rolls over onto his side and nuzzles Finn's ear- well let me see it FINN: -laughs, leaning into the nuzzles- you can't see my mind FINN: it's too abstract EMILET: im rea ding your mind right now EMILET: it says EMILET: i am a ti red book nerd who needs a break and kis ses EMILET: -he's gonna kiss the neck on that note- FINN: -sighs contentedly- what else does it say EMILET: pro ba bly some thing cute and se xy in spa nish like EMILET: "mi bonerino es mucho" FINN: ... FINN: em what the fuck -and he's still laughing. ugh. he needed this- i mean FINN: you're not wrong but EMILET: -just hearing Finn laugh like that, he can't help laughing too, grinning enough his cheeks almost hurt- EMILET: oh o k well see whats pro blem EMILET: i nailed it EMILET: i know whats go ing on with se nor bo ne ri no FINN: oh my god FINN: -covers his own face with his hand. TOO MUCH LAUGHING- you're trying so hard EMILET: look EMILET: im try ing my best EMILET: i groo ble trans la ted some things EMILET: it just does nt al ways work out EMILET: but you know who does EMILET: se nor............ FINN: ... FINN: bonerino EMILET: bo ne ri no EMILET: -fucking snorts and wheezes just hearing Finn say it too- FINN: tell me about this guy FINN: he sounds legitimate EMILET: im tel ling you hes got fuck ing cre den tials FINN: i mean FINN: -turns to look at him- i'd trust him with my money EMILET: he real ly won you ov er huh EMILET: me too FINN: definitely -HE CANT HELP IT HES GOTTA SMOOCH HIM- EMILET: -he's TRAPPED. Except this is right where he wants to be, humming against Finn's mouth and resting a hand on his chest and angling his body closer.- looks like hes al rea dy giv ing you sound ad vice FINN: -god damn it, maybe emilet can already feel his heartrate quicken at the kiss alone- see actually FINN: this is all me EMILET: oh??? EMILET: well now im sus pi cious FINN: of what -gently pushes his bangs out of his eyes- EMILET: what are you REAL LY af ter ;-) FINN: -kisses him- guess EMILET: ... -leans closer and whispers- deez nuts FINN: -stares at him for a second and then he has to roll the opposite direction because of laughing so hard. he's hardly making any sound. rip fin- EMILET: -CACKLES- oh my go d ???? FINN: -he's speechless. he's lost it- EMILET: i did not know you love deez nuts so much EMILET: i should have gi ven them to you long a go FINN: hahaha shut up hahaha EMILET: -crawls onto him to whisper in his ear again- (nu tri tion starts with nut) FINN: -swats at him with his hand, laughing so hard he's crying- FINN: fuck FINN: that's awful EMILET: nah EMILET: whats bet ter than this??? EMILET: nut tin FINN: no shut up FINN: -he's covering his face and looking away from him- just shut the fuck up -death by hilarity- EMILET: go men go men ha ha ha EMILET: you can shut me up -ear nibble- EMILET: un less youre nut up to it FINN: you're not gomen FINN: "lo siento" FINN: mi culo EMILET: im choo sing to as sume that trans lates to "yes i do want your hot butt" FINN: sure FINN: sure EMILET: you say that bec ause its true ev en if its not EMILET: i know you now FINN: yeah so what EMILET: -leans back and rests hand on chest like he is so offend- are you sas sing me FINN: am i -motherfucker is smug- EMILET: you are sas sing me the fuck EMILET: sass me more EMILET: no holds barred EMILET: come at me FINN: what sass EMILET: you know what sass you sas sy shit EMILET: -he's gonna bite at Finn's lip now- FINN: -well that's hot- mmm FINN: i don't think i do FINN: i think this is just all in your head EMILET: you are in my head EMILET: but why stop there??? EMILET: -the little poky fangs find Finn's neck next. They're more to be irritating than anything. FIGHT HIM- FINN: ow -he winces a little because those teeth are SHARP- FINN: fuck -HE DOESNT WANNA FIGHT you'll have to try harder emmy- EMILET: uh huh EMILET: thats a fuck if i ev er heard one EMILET: how long do you think you can go on ly say ing it FINN: how far  do you want to push it EMILET: .... B-) EMILET: as far as it ll go -he's blowing on Finn's ear now- FINN: -frowns at the ear blowing and swats again- is this like that game chicken except with trying to get me irritated and turned on at the same time EMILET: yes EMILET: al so may be with more cu ri o si ty FINN: cut out the almost and go all the way EMILET: all the way where FINN: you tell me EMILET: all the way to the fin ish line :-) EMILET: -he's trying to find one of Finn's nips through his shirt/sweater so he can pinch it.... Gdi- FINN: -he grabs his wrist- don't you FINN: no EMILET: -snICKERS and struggles to do it anyway- FINN: -squirms under him and tries to grab his other wrist. MEGA SQUIRMING- what the fuck EMILET: -he's laughing and grunting and squirming, too, trying so hard to DO THE THING but it's difficult and Finn is stronger than him. He's resorting to biting the neck again, giggling into his skin- FINN: -he's laughing also and slides is hands across emilet's palms in an attempt to intertwine their fingers- shit FINN: ow FINN: you have some teeth there hahaha EMILET: no dont you be nice to me and try hol ding my hands and shit we are in THE SHIT now EMILET: fight me EMILET: -bites again- FINN: -squezes his hands and squirms- jesus it's not even the hot kind of biting FINN: you're like a vampire EMILET: guess youre not in to the ma so chist thing EMILET: i mean oops FINN: did you peg me for a maochist EMILET: i dont like to make as sump tions EMILET: i do love peg ging tho FINN: of course you do EMILET: ummmm speaking of which EMILET: ive been kind of won der ing how you feel ab out it FINN: pegging EMILET: butt stuff EMILET: you know EMILET: "it" FINN: i didn't know if you meant that or masochistic stuff FINN: but i feel good about it FINN: i'm into it EMILET: -laughs- EMILET: go men ag ain EMILET: o k but can you e la bor ate on your po si tion FINN: -looks up at him- like where i stand or my literal position EMILET: ... ei ther FINN: -laughs and then here comes the sass. doo do doo do- i like the idea of your dick in my ass FINN: -SMUG- EMILET: ... -okay except now he's honey yellow in the face- FINN: B) EMILET: hha h a EMILET: me too FINN: B) EMILET: oh my god stop look ing at me like that FINN: -yes good- B) EMILET: -HOW DID HE END UP BEING THE EMBARRASSED ONE HERE???- EMILET: -buries face in his shoulder- ho my god FINN: -he's winning and not even SAYING anything- B) EMILET: you ac tu al ly suck EMILET: like EMILET: se ve ral bags of dick FINN: you're welcome EMILET: i cant stop think ing ab out it now???? FINN: you pegging me or me pegging you or me sucking you dick for an equivalent of seven bags or all three at the same time EMILET: well now im think ing ab out all those things.... EMILET: fuck FINN: ... FINN: B) EMILET: stop it i can feel you smir king at me FINN: what smirk FINN: B) EMILET: -lifts his head and gives him a look- EMILET: :-T FINN: B) EMILET: well now im de fi nite ly gon na fuck you FINN: nice FINN: that's a win win for me EMILET: ha ha o k EMILET: just how rea dy are you for bulge a ny way EMILET: have you had it be fore EMILET: do i need to show you the ropes EMILET: bulge rope FINN: maybe FINN: i mean i'd like to say i'm pretty good at blowing bulge FINN: but as for taking it FINN: it's kind of been a while FINN: ... FINN: if we're being serious right now EMILET: i am be ing com plete ly se ri ous EMILET: im al most kind of di sap po in ted FINN: why are you disappointed EMILET: i dont get to show you the ropes af ter all FINN: you still can show me the ropes FINN: last time wasn't great EMILET: it was nt? FINN: nope B) EMILET: ... you look like youre not go ing to e la bo rate EMILET: was your ass not rea dy FINN: -shrugs- you know when someone's just FINN: bad EMILET: bad EMILET: at fuck ing your ass FINN: -snickers- stop it FINN: don't tell me you've never encountered someone bad in bed before EMILET: oh yeah of course EMILET: im just try ing to i ma gine what aw ful fuck er you let in to your bone zone FINN: nobody here thankfully EMILET: not so awk ward that way EMILET: o k but was did they fuck you with EMILET: just a bulge FINN: yeah basically EMILET: ess em fuck ing aych EMILET: clear ly they did not prac tice EMILET: -distractedly goes back to kissing Finn's neck- bul ges are sof ter you have to know how to move them right FINN: -runs untangles one of his hands to curl into emilet's hair- yeah see you know EMILET: i do know EMILET: ill put what ev er you want me to in you ba by FINN: ... FINN: well fuck EMILET: ha ha ha haaa EMILET: you like the sound of that?? FINN: why would i not EMILET: let me dir ty talk you with out sass for five min utes FINN: fine FINN: i'll just give you hand signals FINN: like thumbs up and could be better EMILET: "could be bet ter" is not a hand sig nal you fuck FINN: -does a thumbs in the middle sign- EMILET: .... EMILET: tou che FINN: -thumbs up- EMILET: o k but that is de fi nite ly sass FINN: -thumbs up again- FINN: B) EMILET: -NIPS THE FINN LIP- FINN: -DOUBLE THUMBS UP- EMILET: ... (fuck) FINN: (can we just operate on this system) EMILET: ab so lute ly not FINN: damn EMILET: heres a con cept: you can use your fin gers on me in stead of sas sing me with them FINN: that's crazy talk FINN: -he does start by sliding his hands down his sides- EMILET: hey as long as its tal king im o k with it ;-) FINN: -leans up to kiss him- yeah so you're saying we should just stick to talking FINN: -what a tease- EMILET: i did nt say that FINN: well it sounds like you're doing the talking FINN: -smooch- EMILET: i have a hard time shut ting up EMILET: it's ea si er if you make me FINN: well i like challenges EMILET: good luck ;-) FINN: -he's feeling particularly affectionate, pulling emilet closer down against him and kissing him much deeper than before- EMILET: -oh... Okay, yeah, that definitely works, and he makes his point with a hum into Finn's mouth, tongue moving to meet his, and maybe a soft little "rrr" sound behind it.- FINN: -he's happy like this, just kissing him with an incredible amount of intensity, his hands exploring the shape of emilet's thin frame- FINN: -maybe he's a little caught up in the moment and he breaks the kiss only to press his forehead against his and barely whisper- FINN: i love you EMILET: -Oh. The simple words catch him so off guard that he doesn't know how to react at all, only freezing up as the weight of it all sits at the top of his head, his whole perception swimming a little too much for it to quite sink in.- EMILET: -But when it does, he can't even think to stop how his eyes prick with tears, because when has he ever...?- FINN: -maybe he panics a little at the prospect of him crying- hey no FINN: don't cry FINN: i'm sorry EMILET: -he exhales a tight, pent-up breath, unable to look at Finn; instead, he sits up, covering his face.- FINN: -he feels like he fucked up, so he too sits up- em i FINN: it just kind of came out you know EMILET: -this is stupid. Finn didn't do anything wrong. It's all him, the fact that he doesn't deserve it, the fact that he can't even say it back. And he can't. He's already fucked up enough, he can't say that.- EMILET: you-- EMILET: you ca-- ant EMILET: -he swallows, trying to control the words.- you cant do that to yourself FINN: -his eyes widen- what FINN: i'm not doing this to myself it's just FINN: -looks down- look i didn't mean to EMILET: f u ck EMILET: i know EMILET: but i EMILET: i dont know how to.... FINN: how to what EMILET: i dont know-- EMILET: what im sup posed to EMILET: do EMILET: fuck FINN: you don't have to do anything it's not -sighs- it's not like that EMILET: but im still EMILET: not good en ough for you FINN: that's not true EMILET: but youre not-- EMILET: im just... EMILET: you EMILET: just let me hurt you EMILET: i dont want to ru in... EMILET: -he's pulling his hair free all of a sudden, just to run his fingers through it anxiously- god FINN: you haven't hurt me FINN: really em EMILET: -it's only so reassuring. He doesn't really believe it, knowing what he already knows.- EMILET: but i-- EMILET: still have things with oth er peo ple and i know EMILET: you dont like it FINN: -still have things with other people? like who? he gets a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach and his skin feels hot in an ill fashion, but he has to focus. he has to- we decided on an open relationship FINN: does that mean i can't feel that way about you EMILET: no EMILET: i just dont-- EMILET: want to hurt you that much more and i feel like EMILET: i cant ev en help it EMILET: just bec ause we de ci ded that does nt mean its o k and i feel EMILET: like a fuck ing i di ot see ing you and rea li zing how much i care ab out you and know ing im still go ing to be the ass hole that hurts you EMILET: bec ause i dont know what the fuck is wrong with me FINN: -now he feels a tightness in his chest like he has himself to blame over everything- why does there have to be anything wrong with you FINN: i mean FINN: i'm wrong in all sorts of ways but you still FINN: you still like me EMILET: youre not wrong EMILET: theres noth ing wrong with you EMILET: its al ways just been me EMILET: i dont ev en know if lov ing some one is a thing i can ac tu al ly do -Fuck. His voice catches admitting that aloud, and the sob that threatens to rise up has him burying his face in his knees.- FINN: -he can't stop how his eyes are watering- do you FINN: feel the same way about the others that you do about me EMILET: -it takes him a long moment to actually respond. He's still not lifting his face.- EMILET: i dont-- EMILET: know FINN: -he's silent for a few moments- who else EMILET: ... what FINN: who else do you feel the way you do about me with EMILET: i dont-- EMILET: know if i feel that way i just FINN: just what EMILET: how is tel ling you go ing to make it bet ter???? EMILET: its not FINN: i thought we agreed to tell each other FINN: didn't we EMILET: ... EMILET: you want me to tell you EMILET: that shit FINN: i mean i should know right FINN: isn't that how it works EMILET: i dont know FINN: -he doesn't know what to say or how to respond...he just looks down- okay EMILET: i just EMILET: i dont know if its the same FINN: but close enough right EMILET: ... i guess FINN: -runs  his hand through his hair- it's okay EMILET: how FINN: it just is FINN: you didn't do anything wrong FINN: you don't have to tell me EMILET: it just is how EMILET: its on ly o k if youre ac tu al ly o k FINN: whatever i feel i'll just FINN: work through it FINN: i'll make it work -chokes on his words- i'll make it work for you EMILET: -he finally looks up at him again, and he knew-- he expected this, but it's so much worse to see it.- EMILET: w h at EMILET: no??? EMILET: you cant do that EMILET: i dont want you to do that??? EMILET: i want you to be hap py FINN: i don't want to hold you back FINN: or feel like you're not good enough with me EMILET: ... i EMILET: feel like that a ny way EMILET: i al ways feel like that FINN: -there are some more tears now- how do i FINN: how do i make you not feel like that EMILET: i dont know??? EMILET: i dont think you just-- can EMILET: i would nt ev en ask you to FINN: i just FINN: want you to know how important you are to me FINN: -CRYING ISNT HELPPING, FINN- EMILET: -right now, he feels... Too important, and that he's fucking it all up. That who Finn really wants is a person he has no idea how to be.- EMILET: i just EMILET: dont-- feel like i can make you hap py FINN: you do make me happy -he sounds a little desperate- EMILET: then why are you cry ing??? FINN: -wipes his eyes- because FINN: i don't know EMILET: bec ause you dont want me to be with a ny one else but you dont want to say that ag ain FINN: -wipes his face again- i can work on it FINN: i can fix this EMILET: why should you???? EMILET: why should you change when i dont have to??? FINN: because i want to! EMILET: why???? FINN: because i FINN: -takes a deep breath- because i fucking care about you okay EMILET: -something about that shuts him up, and all he can feel is a strange and terrible guilt that swells in his chest. He doesn't know what he's supposed to do here. He's trying to do the right thing. But when has he ever known what that is?- FINN: i really FINN: want to be better about all of this EMILET: but theres noth ing wrong with you FINN: there's nothing wrong with you either EMILET: but there is when i cant ev en tell you that i love you!! FINN: -it hurts to hear that, said so plainly. he swallows- that's FINN: you don't have to love me EMILET: but i-- EMILET: ... do EMILET: -He can't look at him at all. He feels so small, too fragile.- FINN: what FINN: what do you mean EMILET: ... -he just shakes his head. it was hard enough to say once, but now... he doesn't want to make it all that much worse.- FINN: you have to or what EMILET: no EMILET: i do FINN: -it takes him a few moments- FINN: oh FINN: you FINN: you love me EMILET: -He doesn't say anything. Confirming it again feels too heavy.- FINN: -that just brings more tears. he's not sure why- em EMILET: -He doesn't want to see it at all, curled into himself, tense and more guilty than ever.- EMILET: i dont-- EMILET: want to hurt you FINN: -reaches over to hesitantly touch his arm- just give me time and i FINN: i'll probably figure out a way to FINN: i figure out a lot of things EMILET: -he makes a noise that's somewhere between a laugh and a sob.- youre EMILET: -he sniffs.- youre so fuck ing good EMILET: how the hell EMILET: did i end up with you FINN: -carefully edges toward him so he can sit beside him and attempt to put an arm around him. he doesn't know how he can respond to that. he doesn't believe he's anywhere as good as emilet thinks he is- EMILET: -he sort of curls in on himself a little more at the touch, just... afraid. of all of it. and definitely undeserving.- EMILET: its still fuck ing sca ry and i EMILET: al rea dy said it FINN: -the way emilet curls in on himself makes him retract his arm. maybe he needs space. he looks away- it's FINN: not even the good kind of scary FINN: is it EMILET: ha ha EMILET: i wish it was EMILET: that would be nice FINN: -looks down, quiet for several moments until he speaks, his voice quiet- is it too much EMILET: i dont ev en think it would be fair to be too much for me EMILET: i mean fuck ing look at you EMILET: youre do ing e ve ry thing to push past whats too much for you EMILET: you dont ev en care EMILET: you just EMILET: try so hard FINN: -he almost feels a little embarrassed at that- i just mean that FINN: if the fact that i'm FINN: if the possibility that i'm not what you need FINN: if that's too FINN: if that's too much -this is so hard to say, so hard to articulate and get out- EMILET: -he exhales tightly, and all he wants is to make this better, even if he doesn't know how. it aches too much and Finn is too good for him to keep resisting, and he turns his head to rest it in the crook of Finn's neck.- EMILET: i want you EMILET: i want EMILET: this to be en ough FINN: -the tears don't stop, and he has no words. instead, he leans his head against emilet's and closes his eyes because that's all he can do- EMILET: im sor ry FINN: -just nuzzles his cheek against emilet's head- EMILET: -this doesn't feel like a resolution. but it feels better than it did a minute ago, and he just wants that to be enough, too. it's strange, thinking about loving someone. being loved by someone. what can he do about that? he wished he knew. but for now, maybe he can just... let it be something.- FINN: -he stays there for quite some time, just being with emilet, appreciating more than ever the feeling of having him near. he doesn't want to let go-

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Describe Emilet's first sexual encounter.

i would have to guess that emils First Sex might have been with citrin?? but excluding him, he got frisky with a friend he made on a planet once… he was like 7 sweeps and they were kind of role playing (anime bullshit) and stuff just kinda escalated from there

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List the kinks

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dirty talk, cum inflation, generally being covered in fluids/bukkake, omorashi, SILK and silk bondage of course, bondage in general…., power struggle, insertions/held-in toys, finger play, temperature play, aphrodisiacs, high sex, dry humping/genital rubbing, spanking, pleasure control/orgasm denial, dom/sub stuff, lingerie, exhibitionism, biting/scratching/rough play, video/photography, toys, double penetration, edging, underwear bulges, nipple play, genital piercings, foot play, sheath play, throat penetration, caging, gags, leash & collar, wax play, overstimulation, MUSCLES???……………………. being juiced like a precious lemon

this is all i can think of that really counts rn

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-- taffetaHabiliment [TH] began pestering estrapadingTrueblue [ET] at 23:55 -- TH:  https://67.media.tumblr.com/4debe4e7940564b174aa62b490dbb1b3/tumblr_o7z1kpNXr01vrpazoo1_540.png TH: thats you TH: you are the old meme ET: Says you bringin up an old fucking meme. TH: i got ta bond with you some how ET: I think Im mostly disturbed by the gawkin Daniel Radcliffe up in the high corner. TH: of course you would not ice that ET: Cuz you didnt somehow. TH: look TH: ive on ly got so much time in my day ET: This piece of vintage memery is fuckin ace and you aint even giving it the appreciation it deserves. ET: You call yourself a professional. TH: when you get on my le vel youll un der stand ET: Gotta peel back the layers. Gotcha. TH: im gon na peel back your la yers TH: and like TH: do some kind of ar tis tic fuck ing mess in that shit TH: as a show of my ap pre ci at ion ET: Im the parfait to your wanna be onion. ET: Aka the layers you do wanna get at. Lmao. TH: bro no TH: no bro TH: nah brah TH: so hey TH: lis ten TH: im pret ty sure py thi a al most kicked my ass ET: What. TH: you would nt hap pen to know a ny thing ab out that would you ET: No. Why the hell would I know anything about that. TH: thats pret ty much a rhe to ri cal ques tion TH: its cool though she and i are pret ty much best friends now???? TH: thats pret ty much a rhe to ri cal ques tion ET: About what exactly. I aint involved in the business of gettin people to kick your ass bro. TH: well she was pret ty figh ty ab out some shit you told her TH: its cool though she and i are pret ty much best friends now???? ET: Alright. ET: Its not like shit I talked to her about was meant to be discussed elsewhere. Least of all you. ET: Shows what I fuckin know. TH: may be it would help if you talked to me to be gin with lol ET: No. ET: Especially cuz theres no reason to go there. TH: uh??? yes there is????? TH: es pe cial ly if you are tel ling peo ple shit ab out me that you dont ev en know ET: I know what I know cuz I asked and found out. I dunno what it is you think I know. TH: you did nt as kem TH: **Me TH: god damn it TH: you did nt ask me ET: Your business is your business. You cant expect me to ask what the fuck is going on cuz. ET: Theres always some shit going on. TH: thats your short hand way of say ing im a tool and you would nt be lieve me a ny way ET: Yeah true. I dont know what to believe. ET: Except what you do. TH: then what the fuck do you think im do ing TH: bec ause what you think is nt what hap pened ET: Either way. ET: What I saw is the aftermath. Doesnt matter the motivations behind it. TH: no not ei ther way you fuck ing fuck TH: this is my life you can fuck ing ne ver mind it all you want but im go ing to fuck ing talk whe ther you like it or not TH: i was nt da ting two peo ple at the same time i did nt ev en DO a ny thing with or phus since i star ted da ting finn ET: Okay. TH: finn told me i nee ded to tell him i was da ting some one and he was right so i did and now ev er y one fuck ing hates me for it TH: so hon est ly what the fuck ev er TH: yeah i was stu pid and i should have told him soo ner TH: i al rea dy know that part TH: but would it have made him hate me a ny less TH: pro ba bly not TH: its not like he ev en knew when i star ted da ting TH: which was a thing that like just hap pened TH: o k im done with that TH: sor r TH: y TH: kind of ET: Yeah so am I. TH: i just thought you would have may be at temp ted to lis ten to me ET: I listened. TH: you know what i mean ET: Finn was the one who told me to start with. TH: finn did nt ev en ask ME to be gin with ET: He told me how it was an open relationship which was cool. Except for the part where the open relationship was just a thing you were doing. TH: now it sounds like you think i strong armed him in to let ting me do what ev er i want ET: No. I think theres a lot more going on than you wanna admit. TH: you want to know what hap pened??? TH: thats ea sy TH: first he said he was in te res ted in us be ing ex clu sive TH: i said i was nt sure i could do that TH: so i pro ba bly should nt TH: and he said we could try it be ing op en TH: that he wan ted to try ET: Regardless of how he was feeling himself. ET: Just as long as yall stayed together. TH: that was him ask ing me out ET: The guy doesnt think about his own feelings? Its real fuckin worrisome alright. TH: so you think its go ing to bo ther him no mat ter what ET: Yes. Because hes doing this for all the wrong reasons. ET: And doesnt want to acknowledge that. TH: fuck TH: why TH: why would he want to do that ET: Cuz youre giving him something hes not able to give himself. ET: And hes gonna get it. ET: Come hell or high water. ET: Regardless of whether its good for him or you or anybody. TH: gdo dman it ET: You try telling him this though. See how well he listens. ET: Doesnt wanna hear it. ET: Im fucking worried about you okay. Both of you. TH: im wor ried ab out him too and i dont know what to do ab out it TH: i dont know if im cut out for this TH: i want to be ET: Its not really how someones supposed to make you feel when youre with them. TH: no TH: i guess not ET: Yeah. ET: Doesnt have to be the end of the world though. TH: no ET: Just... ET: Give yourselves a chance man. ET: If you cant for you then how can you for him? ET: If it works out then it does. If it doesnt figure out why. TH: yeah ok TH: sor ry i did nt mean to talk ab out all this right now ET: Its whatever. TH: i guess i just miss you TH: but i was mad at you ET: Its how it works with me. TH: shut up lmao ET: Gotta roll with the small comforts in life. ET: Although shit bites more often than not. ET: Lets not pretend it doesnt. TH: i will del ude my self all i fuck ing want thank you ET: Suit yourself. TH: but real ly TH: i want you to be lieve me ET: Guess sometimes its just easier not to. But thats all on me. TH: well no some times i do real ly stu pid shit TH: i dont ev en know what im do ing half the time TH: but im real ly mak ing an at tempt right now TH: it is just kind of a lot of bull shit ET: But a torrent of bullsharts you gotta deal with nevertheless. TH: are you mad at me ET: No. TH: ok ET: I wanna think the best in you I guess. TH: sdfklf;sadf ET: ... ET: Its not the same as being mad? TH: i know you shit TH: im just hap py TH: to hear that i guess ET: Rolling my eyes over here. TH: god dman ti TH: stop mak ing me re gret ET: You started it. TH: ac tu al ly????? ET: Yes.You threw the first meme. TH: and it wont be the last ET: As well as the first stones which struck up this whole conversation to start with. TH: look TH: i cant let this shit sit ET: No. ET: Im tired of bullshitting same as you. TH: ha ha TH: good TH: lets keep do ing that pro ba bly ET: You sure about that. TH: y e s ??? TH: what ET: Just checking. TH: is there some thing else i need to know ab out ET: About what exactly. TH: i dont know im ask ing you ET: Nothing that aint already been covered. TH: okay.jpeg ET: Smh. ET: Picked up working with robotics again. TH: oh shit TH: make a ter mi na tor TH: if you know what i mean ET: She will definitely have the capabilities. ET: ... TH: .... TH: ;-)))))))) ET: Not sure how I didnt see that coming. ET: But anyway ET: Usami mecha bunny suit. TH: i did nt see it com ing ei ther TH: ;-))))))))) TH: oh ET: Gtfo. TH: u sa mi????? TH: U SA MI???? TH: shit boy..... TH: thats ka wa ii as hell ET: Yeah. Pythia designed it. ET: Im just piecing it together. TH: of course she did TH: i love her TH: why did nt i know this soo ner ET: Cuz it was a recent thing. TH: no i mean my love of her TH: but that too TH: thats al so re le vant ET: Pythia or Usami. TH: py thi a TH: of course i knew i loved u sa mi come on ET: Gonna roll my eyes again. TH: have you ev er con si dered e mo jis TH: 9_9 TH: its you ET: You ever consider I cant do emojis in speech to text. TH: say nine un der score nine ET: Okay. Consider I cant do emojis cuz Im not a fucking dweeb like you. TH: l m a o TH: called you the fuck out TH: its ok youre my pro ble ma tic fave ET: Dont even know who my problematic fave is. TH: im im me di ate ly in sul ted ET: Maybe Rammie. TH: wtf ET: Lmao. TH: shes not ev en pro ble ma tic ET: Maybe thats her problem. TH: that does nt count bitch ET: Nope I take it all back. ET: My problematic fave is Dove. TH: thats fa mi ly thats chea ting ET: Didnt know there were rules to this thing. ET: Next in line. ET: Satomi. TH: .... TH: :-/ ET: I dont even know what the criteria for this is. TH: pro ble ma tic ET: What defines a problematic fave yo. Thats what I wanna know. TH: p r o b l e m a t i c TH: i hope your com pu ter vo ice spelled that out for you TH: do i sound se xy in com pu ter vo ice TH: like how ro bo se xu al are we tal king here ET: A lil congested on account of your head bein so far up your ass. TH: so like a tin can kind of ro bot ET: Yeah. TH: damn TH: at least cans are use ful ET: Because they can. TH: shut the fuck up your face ET: Bite it. TH: i can ac tu al ly do that ET: We all do shit of impressive note from time to time. TH: al right you fuck er TH: i am get ting PEEVED ET: Some salty crackers are headed my way Im sensin. TH:  http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GeQ3WwzGCoU/VUI2R57Sy_I/AAAAAAAAac4/mbauxt-olnk/s1600/Peeved-Logo-gif.gif ET: Im still waiting for the ulitmate display ownage to be wrecked upon my person. TH: youre go ing to have to be pa tient TH: that kind of shit does nt just hap pen ev er y day ET: I trust your judgement. TH: but if i had to guess what it looked like TH: i would say TH:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=571BuZeeQjE ET: Ridiculous. TH: ob scene ET: The point of the thing wildly deflected. ET: You were waiting for the bestie to confess problematic favsies. TH: yes :-( ET: Maychance senpai will never notice him. TH: bruh pls TH: i know youre true feel ings TH: ki mi ni to do ke <3 ET: Caught with my hand in the goddamn cookie jar. TH: the coo kies arent ev en that good TH: what an Epic Fail ET: Depends on what kind. ET: With or without nuts. TH: babe you know there are no nuts here come the fuck on ET: Thats reassuring. TH: i know TH: al so please look at this TH:  http://becausebirds.tumblr.com/post/145216220325 TH: this is ko a la tea con tent ET: Gonna forward this to Dove asap. TH: gdi TH: dont sec ond hand my gifts ET: Ive watched it about three times now. ET: What are they saying. We just dont know. ET: I hope its nice. TH: i like your op ti mi sm but lets be real here TH: those are some shit tal king ducks ET: Who says no one bonds over shit talking. I do it all the time. TH: i did nt say that ei ther TH: ;-) ET: Fuckin plz. ET: Anyway. Forwarding to Dove. Asap. TH: why not TH: in stead TH: for ward deez nuts ET: Consider forwarding this fist up your ass. TH: well i mean ill try a ny thing once ET: Lmao. TH: youre laugh ing now.......... ET: Lemme guess. ET: This aint even your final form. TH: :-) ET: Whys it always gotta come down to this. Jfc. TH: bec ause TH: ive got to end some where TH: ;-) ET: That was terribad and you oughta be ashamed of yourself. TH: im way past shame at this po int ET: This point in the evenin I understand. ET: Yeah. TH: no thats a ny gi ven po int in time ET: You used to... ET: You used to call me on my. ET: Yeah. TH: hey ques tion TH: do you have to say like el lip ses out loud TH: or is it fi nish crumbs on yours TH: i need an swers ET: The answer to that is mind your own Sunny E. ET: Mind your fucking own. TH: lis ten i just want to i ma gine you talk ing to your self to me TH: which i do TH: ev er y time ET: I talk to myself more often than not these days. TH: thats pro mi sing ET: Never know whos listening. TH: bruh TH: 2spoo opy TH: fc TH: ckfmskla TH: gdi ET: You okay. TH: yes TH: car ry on ET: ? TH: dont ? me ET: Ill ? you if I so please. ET: But fine whatever. Droppin it. TH:  http://www.androidcentral.com/sites/androidcentral.com/files/article_images/2016/04/mic-drop-gif.gif ET: Fuck you. TH: :-) TH: i know TH: i know swea ty ET: Why are you talkin to me right now. TH: cuz ilu TH: ha ha just kid ding TH:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1eDl9rnNlU ET: Youre doin me a rankle most chafe bub. TH: i love it when they ran kle ET: Whos they. TH: aw youre jea lous ET: Could understand who Im bein lumped with. TH: i ac tu al ly dont ev en know TH: youre pret ty much the on ly one i get to dunk on these days TH: con gra tu la tions ET: Damn. ET: When the dunkers become the dunkees. ET: What a time to be alive. TH: i dunked on my self ET: Well yeah thats gone without sayin. TH: fair ET: You done self deprecatin yet or. TH: hey you star ted it ET: Did not. TH: so did TH: hey look at this TH:  https://66.media.tumblr.com/ee63a0371bc67a8695263d3596cc033e/tumblr_o7n8no5crH1ry4njyo1_540.png ET: Rapid subject changes at the speed of light lemme just say. ET: That renderin dont have any business looking that tantalizing. TH: sen su al tube of tooth paste TH: what do you want to bet some one is de sign ing a dil do of right now ET: How would you have privvy to information like that. TH:  http://www.dildo-generator.com/3d-printed-custom-toys/ TH: your cre a ti vi ty can shine TH: at last ET: Its about goddamn time. TH: ok sor ry i just got dis trac ted fuck ing ar ound with that ET: Guess I know what Im doing come next holiday. ET:  God bless America. Happy Fourth of fuckin July to me. TH: god damn it TH: come next ho li day... ET: Thats the plan. TH: fuck in g he ll ET: Thats generally the reaction yeah. TH: oh m g god sto ET: Nay. I shant. TH: you on ly say that bec ause i did nt say keep go ing ET: Cant. Im already done. TH: .. TH: look here you fuck ET: Im lookin but none I see. Shame I say. ET: Lmao. TH: ive had en ough of your sas sy mouth ET: So cut the convo. TH: may be i will ET: Im waiting. TH: ;-) ET: And here we stay. Like always. ET: Guess its time to cut losses. TH: are you say ing youre stuck with me cuz TH: troo ET: Yes and no. TH: an un for tun ate side ef fect ET: Of what exactly. TH: of let ting me hap pen at you ET: See you happen whether or not I let it. TH: yeah but not al ways at you ET: So it seems. ET: But some way or another I always end up back here. TH: i can pro ba bly cite my memes that drag you back ET: Like thats all you got going for you huh. ET: Smh. TH: well i mean TH: id bet like nine ty per cent ET: Sure jan. ET: Fuck. ET: Ugh. TH: youre ex clai ming bec ause its ac tu al ly bec ause im hot TH: im sor ry TH: i un der stand ET: You think Im joking. TH: ab out me be ing hot?????? no TH: i be lieve you ET: Frankly I dont see it as really having to do with anything right now. TH: what are we sup posed to be ab out right now ET: Dunno. ET: Some place Im less pissed about probably. TH: wait what ET: See. Whatd I say. TH: i dont know now im con fused ET: Whats there to be confused about. Its not like it aint been brought up before. ET: Although lets face it. ET: I really would have rather it never got brought up again. TH: uh TH: what ET: We got issues plain and simple. TH: ok i got that part ET: I dont know what it means. And hell if I can understand how Ive been okay with it this whole time. TH: i ET: This whole mess of pushing boundaries?? Putting thoughts in my head I cant shake off. ET: Yeah. ET: I dont know what to think of it either. TH:  wh at TH: waht di d i  do ET: Youre not DOING anything dude. Its just ET: Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. TH: i dont TH: un der st and ET: Okay look. ET: Understand that Ive been on edge about this whole relationship fiasco business of yours ever since I caught wind of it. ET: None of this is meant to be accusatory or anything. If anything its damn hypocritical of me to bring the subject up. Im openin a huge fucking can of worms here. ET: But the way I see it its more about whether the flirting or bein in my business has actually mattered to you or like. ET: What if youve been fooling this whole time and never even considered that it did matter to me. That it was important and not something I ever treated lightly with you. ET: However the feelings not mutual and I gotta deal with that. No closure or acknowledgement or anything. ET: Dont know what Im supposed to do with that so honestly. Im gonna get salty and be salty til it begs for me to speak my mind. TH: wait TH: what????? TH: i TH: what?????? TH: no TH: i was the one that told you i liked you TH: that i was be ing se ri ous TH: and it was stu pid sure but i told you ET: It wasnt stupid so much as it never seemed that way. TH: fuck dude TH: of course it did nt TH: bec ause im an i di ot TH: im like al ways sure im go ing to fuck some thing up with you TH: like theres some thing youre not sa ying and im just fuck ing things up all the time ET: Im talking about after the fact. I took it seriously. ET: But then I found out some similar nonsense happened with Citrin. TH: wtf TH: no it did nt ET: You sayin Citrin was buggin over nothing between him you and Ruleus. Cuz it sure didnt look that way when he was talkin to me about it. TH: i dont know what the fuck TH: i was kind of just mes sing with ru le us but he like flipped out on me TH: i told him it was chill TH: and told him to talk to cit rin and told cit rin to talk to him TH: idk wtf else could have pos si bly hap pened ET: I mean considering all that was happenin with Pythia blowing up on them. And Im guessing also you applyin your ill timed messin. TH: ok i had no i dea ab out that TH: but thats not my fault??? TH: i did nt say shit to cit rin TH: i was nt ev en try ing to start shit at all TH: i was try ing to HELP ac tu al ly TH: af ter he star ted freak ing out at me ET: Look thats all water under the bridge and also has nothing to do with me beyond trying to help Citrin out. TH: well it ob vi ous ly has some thing to do with you now ET: Yeah. ET: I dont know what to think honestly. TH: what the fuck ev er TH: ive come to ac cept i cant say shit with out it go ing wrong some how TH: so its cool TH: be lieve what you want ET: Jesus fucking Christ man. Stop feeling sorry for yourself for one goddamn second. ET: Im trying to talk to you. TH: are you?????? ET: Yes I am. Im telling you what Ive been thinking and how its been bugging the hell out of me and all you can say about it is how youve gone and fucked up. TH: i dont know how the fuck im sup posed to prove a ny thing if you dont be lieve me TH: i dont real ly feel like hau ling out a list of re ceipts for my per so nal feel ings here ET: I dont feel like a lot of things. But Im still talking. TH: af ter all that shit TH: you think i just like made it up???? TH: do you se ri ous ly think im that much of a heart less prick??? ET: I dont *know*. Its not like you make it easy to figure when youre being real about something and not. TH: you think i ev en WAN TED to tell you all that??? bec ause i real ly did nt TH: i did nt want to fuck ing feel it to be gin with TH: im so sick of feel ing the way i do you have no i dea TH: if i could just not feel things like 100% of the time i would take it TH: that would be so much bet ter than this shit TH: it li te ral ly just makes life har der for ev er y one i try to give a shit ab out TH: im sick of it ru in ing ev er y thing TH: and do ing this TH: im sick of tal king ab out it too but im do ing a ny way TH: ev en though ev er y one hates it TH: and i know TH: it just makes me look like an ass hole TH: dump ing ev er y thing on you TH: fuck TH: ne ver mind TH: just ne ver mind TH: im sor ry ET: Ughhhh. You never made my life harder??? Youre not making anything more difficult just by being around so stop fucking panicking. Holy shit. TH: im sor ry i made you doubt me TH: im sor ry im so con fu sing TH: i dont want to be ET: One of these days youre gonna learn its okay to be a mess and not expect folks to go running for the hills every time it gets brought up. TH: i dont know how its ok when i keep hur ting peo ple ET: I know what Im getting into. ET: But I also know people gotta understand theyre worth sticking shit out with. ET: I mean if theyre not gonna tell it to themselves. There always has to be one person. TH: i just feel like its go ing to be too much TH: now i hurt you and sa to mi too TH: im sor ry ET: Cant speak for anybody but myself. ET: And I say. Theres always a way out of these situations. ET: Saying you regret feeling like you do and telling me. ET: Not really something Im content to sit with. TH: i dont know how im sup posed to feel good ab out it TH: you dont need this shit ET: Dont see how it matters whether I need it. ET: I want it. ET: If only because I never got a chance to prove any other way that it mattered to me. TH: i dont know what to say to that ET: It just is. TH: thats a lot ea si er to say than feel ET: You deserve good things Em. Good people. TH: that just feels fuck ing weird ET: Its called giving yourself a goddamn break. TH: i did nt rea lize this was part of the eq ua tion ET: Well you matter to me so???? ET: Actually its been there this whole time. ET: Dense motherfucker. TH: ok TH: thank you ET: Yeah. TH: dont yeah me TH: say like youre wel come or some thing so i dont feel weird ab out it ET: Whys it weird. TH: bec ause TH: my head is just a weird fuck ing place ok TH: im try ing to be sin cere here ET: Youre welcome Im a decent person of outstandin character. TH: god damn it TH: im se ri ous ET: So am I. But fine. ET: Youre welcome. TH: ok TH: i feel a lit tle bet ter ET: Alright. Cool. TH: is this like a ny bet ter at all now ET: Significantly. TH: ok TH: thats good ET: Who would have thunk that talking helps from time to time. TH: not me tbh ET: Well now you know. TH: yeah i guess ET: Theres no excuse from here on out. TH: are you say ing i have to talk ab out things now ET: Exactly. ET: Whats on your mind. TH: what are you ask ing me like right now ET: ...Whats on your mind? ET: Some questions are straightforward sometimes. TH: some times theyre not TH: fuck i dont know TH: i guess im just TH: glad youre my friend TH: thats ab out all i got ET: Fair enough. TH: im sure ill have plen ty to think ab out la ter TH: but i would ra ther think ab out this right now ET: Thats good. ET: I mean if I cant help in any other way. TH: you do help ET: Thank. TH: ha ha shut up ET: I can at times upon request. TH: lmao TH: sure jan ET: Eh well I got at least one testimonial so. ET: Thats all that matters. TH: im not gon na ask ET: ;0 TH: n o ET: I did it. TH: im dis turbed TH: on a deep le vel TH: a vis ce ral le vel ET: Time for ET to phone home I guess. ET: The circle of stupidity is complete. TH: is it ev er ac tu al ly com plete ET: Cmon. There are circles within circles of the stuff. ET: Its a seasonal cycle of idiocy. ET: Trust me when I say it. I know my shit. TH: its more like a spi ral TH: a black hole ET: What I just say. TH: ohhhhhhh TH: hai <3 ET: Considerin your astonishin collapse in density I think a black hole is a very appropriate analogy. TH: ;-) ET: Keep em to yourself. TH: (-; ET: Youll never guess where Im goin for a date next. ET: Bouncy castle factory. After hours. ET: Ill hit you up later. TH: je sus TH: fine im go ing TH: bye ET: Adios. -- estrapadingTrueblue [ET] ceased pestering taffetaHabiliment [TH] at 04:35 --

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EMILET: -Like many nights have been for him lately, it's another restless one. Between what feels like his relationships with everyone crumbling or strained and his own efforts just to improve, it's all fucking tiring, confusing, and maybe he just wants a moment not to worry about someone coming to him with something else he doesn't want to have to face. Maybe that's why he's just sitting, knees curled up, at the edge of the pool, staring into the water.- ORPHUS: -He wasn't tired yet. And that was a problem. The lack of strenuous activity on a daily basis was doing well to throw off Orphus's internal sleep clock. After feeling restless for a solid forty minutes he had decided to abandon bed all together and try swimming in an attempt to ware himself out.- ORPHUS: -Now technically speaking being active would just make him more awake, but Orphus had hopes that if he swam enough laps, until he could Barely walk, he would be exhausted enough to fall asleep.- ORPHUS: -However when he enters the pool area in swim shorts with a towel draped over his shoulder, he spots Emilet and pauses in his stride. A sudden uncomfortable twist deep in his gut leaves him close to frowning about the others presence here. Maybe he should just leave... Even if he went through the trouble of getting into his swim suit.- EMILET: -he doesn't notice him at all, at first. He isn't present enough to be listening, and the way he's staring into the water is sort of entrancing, his mind distant. It's only when he feels there's something different in the room -- maybe just thanks to his horns picking something up -- that he looks up, and the first thing on his face probably looks like surprise. Maybe his body is just too tired to get across that strange fear he's got all of a sudden.- ORPHUS: -Oop, he's been spotted. Orphus lets out a sigh. Well if he tried to leave now that would be a display of weakness and also just plan rude. So instead he would be slightly less rude and ignore the the guy as he went up to the edge of the pool, deposited his towel on the ground and climbed into the slightly cool water.- ORPHUS: -he is pleased to just float there for a bit because despite spending a lot of time at sea it was quite a rare thing for him to be able to just be idle in water.- EMILET: ... -Okay. He's not leaving immediately. That's... something. He's not saying anything either, though, and Emil isn't sure if that's better or worse. He's sort of afraid to hear anything he would have to say, but this silence leaves him to make things up in his head, too.- EMILET: -So he looks back down at the water again, uncertain what to say. He's uncertain about most things these days, except that he just wishes he could undo it all. Everything. Himself, maybe. That's been a thought too close for comfort lately.- ORPHUS: -he finds himself enjoying the quiet and the way the water supports his frame. In fact as time passes Orphus is able to almost completely forget Emilet being there. He floats around some more. Practices holding his breath under water (His record is just over one whole minute!!) and does a few laps before returning to just floating. It's really rather all very pleasant, making him wonder why he had thought about not swimming.- ORPHUS: -It was then that he remembered Emil was still here and he glanced over that way again to find the guy had stayed in his pathetic little huddle spot.- .......... ORPHUS: Do you intend to swim. -with no one else in here he doesn't even need to speak that loudly to know that he will be heard.- EMILET: -he isn't sure how much time has passed, only vaguely aware of Orphus moving around in the pool. When he actually speaks again, Emil almost sort of looks surprised all over again, but it settles away quickly.- EMILET: dun no ORPHUS: -he is able to both tread water and hold conversation at once and so he does- ORPHUS: I feel as though you should know. And if you are not here to swim. Then why be here at all. ORPHUS: -unless he is looking for more hook ups.- EMILET: ... i dont know ORPHUS: -he's frowning now and huffs- ORPHUS: I take it that must be. Your word of the day. EMILET: .... yeah EMILET: i guess EMILET: -for some reason, he finally brings himself to look at Orphus.- ORPHUS: -Gross. But also all Emilet is going to see by looking at him is Orphus floating there up to his chin hidden beneath the surface of the water. Staring right back at him.- ORPHUS: Hm. EMILET: ... EMILET: youre too nice ORPHUS: -okay now he is scowling- ORPHUS: What brought on this <ompliment. EMILET: its not a com pli ment ORPHUS: -DEEPER SCOWL- ORPHUS: Oh. EMILET: -he looks at the water again.- EMILET: you hate me and youre tal king to me ORPHUS: I would not <onsider this to be talking. ORPHUS: I was asking you why you <ontinued to sit there without purpose. ORPHUS: Also my personal feelings are no ex<use to being rude. EMILET: ... -well. that at least confirms that. he pulls his knees in a little tighter.- ORPHUS: -Well, Emilet should have at least been expecting as much- ORPHUS: Are you still going to to sit there. EMILET: -he rests his head on his knees, sort of muffled.- EMILET: i can go ORPHUS: -He waits in silence for a few minutes to see if Emliet will actually leave.- EMILET: -he's just. sitting there.- ORPHUS: -How disappointing- EMILET: -there are just too many things spinning in his head, and he can't focus. it's just a little harder to breathe, and he doesn't want to do this here, or anywhere, or ever. he is just sort of tired of everything happening.- ORPHUS: -Poor Emilet. That sounds like a hard time.- ORPHUS: -However Orphus cannot quite find himself sympathizing with the other yet and instead of going over to ask "what's wrong?" Or be comforting and supportive, he returns to doing laps back and forth across the length of the pool- EMILET: -he would agree that's probably for the better. it makes it that much easier to feel like he's actually disappearing when he buries his face in his knees, spots dancing behind his eyelids, half-dizzy despite sitting completely still.- ORPHUS: -he had plans to keep swimming until Emilet had left. But as time went on and his continuous laps grew in numbers, Orphus was findin this to be a very challenging task. Each time he paused to look over he found the other troll was still there. Eventually after his 40th lap Orphus had to stop and hauled himself out of the pool and laid his back down on the floor, panting and huffing as he worked on regaining his breath.- EMILET: -it's only when he realized somehow, distantly, that the sounds he was hearing had changed -- stopped, maybe? -- that he managed to lift his head, a little dazed and shaky, and he just. stares at Orphus laying there, a little confused how he got there or why, exactly.- EMILET: -he wants to ask if he's okay, but he's having a hard time making words happen.- ORPHUS: -he is fine, but had merely over exerted himself in such an amount of time. Activity in water was always more strenuous then it was on land.- ORPHUS: -before long he has stopped panting but continues to just lay there, reaching for his towel to use it to wipe off the pool water from his face, still doing well to ignore emilet- EMILET: -was this just how it was going to be? always? the thoughts feel a little numb and fuzzy in his head, like he almost couldn't care anymore. that's kind of a relief, in an empty sort of way.- EMILET: -he's starting to stand up, though he's only sort of dimly aware of where his limbs are supposed to be, it's all sort of foggy.- ORPHUS: -the eventual movement grabs his attention, and Orphus turns his head to watch Emilet come to his feet.- ORPHUS: You are finally leaving. EMILET: -He pauses. the words resonate with him, but not in the same way. There's just the slightest ache in his chest, and maybe it's to remind him this is for the best.- EMILET: yeah -He's too quiet.- EMILET: i think im done ORPHUS: -he raises a brow- Done with sitting at the edge of a pool. ORPHUS: At some ungodly hour. EMILET: ... -he doesn't have an answer for that, it seems. he's finally starting to walk, slow, but it's something.- ORPHUS: -He sits up now, his eyes following Emilet, and brings out yet another water bottle to drink from as he continues to observe.- EMILET: -looks like he's walking for the doors to leave, at least. he's got that much.- ORPHUS: -He isn't going to believe that Emilet is leaving until the guy is actually gone.- ........ EMILET: -eventually, he is, actually, gone, without another word.- ORPHUS: -Hm. Well. Orphus stays around the pool for a few minutes longer, but eventually he too stops lingering and leaves to return to his block for actual sleep.-

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-- stentorianAdroitness [SA] began pestering taffetaHabiliment [TH] at 16:23 -- SA: EMILET. TH: sen pai SA: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HOW ARE YOU? TH: was just do ing a shoot TH: so you know TH: im fan tas tic SA: THAT IS GOOD. HOWEVER YOU ARE NOT SOUNDING FANTASTIC. SA: BUT TEXT IS ALSO FUCKING HARD TO READ. TH: ive been bored TH: what have you been do ing SA: MOSTLY WORKING OUT. READING. DRAWING. TH: augh TH: more bo ring TH: stop hav ing a bor ing tu na TH: stop hav ing a bor ing life SA: VERY SAD. THIS IS WHAT I CANNOT HELP. SA: DOOMED TO HAVE A BORING LIFE AND EXISTENCE. SA: YOU SHOULD DO SOMETHING TO FIX THE BOREDOM YOU ARE HAVING. TH: nah TH: ill just both er you more SA: THEN THE BOREDOM WILL PERSIST. SA: WILL HE PERISH FROM IT? PERHAPS. SA: HAD THE CHANCE DID NOT GET HIS LIFE. VERY SAD. TH: have no chance to sur vive make your time SA: IF TIME IS BEING MADE AGAINST MY WILL THEN SOMETHING FUN WILL HAPPEN. SA: HE IS CERTAIN HE FEELS "FANTASTIC". TH: yes fan tas tic TH: there is noth ing fake ab out that word SA: AM MAKING SURE. YOU HAVE GIVEN ME MANY CONCERNS LATELY. SA: MORE THAN USUALNESS. SA: BUT THE LATELY HAS BECOME THE USUAL, PROLONGED CONCERN FEELING. TH: thats weird TH: i feel like ev er y one has had less con cerns TH: the smol lest con cerns im ag in ab le SA: OH. IS THIS TRUE. TH: yes TH: seems like im bet ter off not lea ving my room at all SA: AND WHAT MAKES HIM FEEL THIS WAY? SA: THAT THERE ARE SO LITTLE CONCERNS. TH: pos si bly has to do with the fact that when ev er i leave my room i get my shit pushed in SA: WHO IS PUSHING IN THE SHIT. PUSH THEM BACK TH: fuck ing life i guess SA: THAT IS A PISS PORR ANSWER. BUT IN WHICH CASE PUSH LIFE BACK. SA: WE HAD THE CONVERSATIONS OF HIM ROLLING OVER. TH: yeah we have TH: i guess youre right SA: YOU SAY THAT AND YOU AGREE BUT YOU DO NOT DO THINGS WHEN THEY HAPPEN. TH: well may be im done do ing noth ing TH: did you on ly come here to ask me how im do ing SA: AH. NO. MOSTLY, TO CHECK ON YOU. SA: ALSO JUST, TALK. TH: well as you can see i am mak ing po si tive de ve lop ments TH: noth ing to wor ry ab out here SA: STILL DO NOT BELIEVE THAT. SA: CATCHING THE SCENT OF BULLSHIT. TH: just bec ause my mood is bull shit does nt mean my words are lol SA: THE MOOD SHOULD NOT BE BULLSHIT EITHER. TH: cant do much ab out that SA: MMN. SA: WE WILL. SA: DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. SA: THE DOOR. OPEN IT. IT IS ME, BULLSHIT FREE. EMILET: .... EMILET: *he slowly turns toward the door in his chair... opens it with psionics* EMILET: are you sure ab out that SATOMI: *she stands there. Looking over him while putting her comm away* ,....I HOPE ANYWAY. SATOMI: WILL TRY. SATOMI: YOU WILL TRY ALSO. EMILET: ... okay? EMILET: **o kay EMILET: *he's got a bad feeling about this* SATOMI: *NO, SHUT UP IT'S GONNA BE FUN. She would've just come over but has felt weird around him and it shouldn't be that way so just fucking NORMALCY* SATOMI: *walks on in and gestures to him* WHAT IS IT THAT YOU DID SHOOTS FOR TODAY? EMILET: ga ku po EMILET: the vo ca lo id SATOMI: ARE THEY ON THE BLOG? HE HAS NOT POSTED THEM. *just wild gesturing at, is he on the couch or at the computer she's gonna. Hover. Like usual* SHOW ME THIS. EMILET: *he's totally sitting at his computer chair* ya re ya re i was e di ting them sen pai ha ha EMILET: *clicks over to the PHOTOSHOP* SATOMI: *hovers and looks at them pics* DRAMATIC. SURPRISED HE DID NOT HAVE A FAN ALSO BLOWING THE HAIR GENTLY. EMILET: yeah well see thats why i need you there EMILET: youre my on ly real fan :-( SATOMI: NO I DO NOT THINK THIS IS TRUE. HE HAS MANY FANS. EMILET: i said reeeaaaall fan EMILET: god SATOMI: STILL TRUE. YOUR FRIENDS ARE THE FANS. EMILET: im just fuck ing ar ound stop be ing lo gi cal at me EMILET: youre throw ing off my groove EMILET: thats go ing to be my next cos play by the way SATOMI: TCH. *Huffs at herself though* SATOMI: THE LLAMA? SATOMI: YES HE WILL MAKE A GOOD LLAMA. EMILET: no not the lla ma EMILET: the hu man ver sion of the lla ma EMILET: the troll hu man ver sion of that lla ma that is EMILET: the tru man ver sion if you will SATOMI: *snorts* I STILL THINK HE WOULD KILL THE LLAMA VERSION. VERY ANIMATED. SATOMI: JOIN THE FURTROOP BRIGADE. SATOMI: THEY ARE ALWAYS ACCEPTING NEW MEMBERS. EMILET: no.............. EMILET: no EMILET: i will pas EMILET: by which i mean pass EMILET: and not paws EMILET: which is de fi nite ly how that soun ded SATOMI: HE HAS GREAT POTENTIAL. EMILET: i think you mean paw ten tial EMILET: :-/ SATOMI: NO BECAUSE IT IS NOT ME IT IS YOU. EMILET: you sure ab out that.......... EMILET: *eyeballs her* EMILET: im sure theres a fur ry fuck in there some where SATOMI: *hand to chest and scoffs* NEVER HAS BEEN, TO MY KNOWLEDGE... LIKELY NOT.  AND NOT IN THE FUTURE. I HAVE STANDARDS. EMILET: nyaaaaa desu SATOMI: *EUGH*DISGUSTING. EMILET: :3c EMILET: :-3c EMILET: *fuck...* SATOMI: *AHA, only she just nyooms a pillow over and whaps his face* GET YOUR NYAS AWAY FROM ME. SATOMI: I AM PURE. SATOMI: HAVING NONE OF THIS. EMILET: *shoves pillow aside* EMILET: *soulja boy voice* nyaaa bitch nyaaaa SATOMI: *Whap* DATED NYAS. SATOMI: THESE ARE EVEN WORSE. EMILET: *LAUGHS* EMILET: yeah i bet youve da ted nyas EMILET: *TURNED IT AROUND!!!* SATOMI: .......*War flashbacks* SATOMI: *pushes his chair away from the desk* SATOMI: *Drags up another chair and sits there* BANNED. SATOMI: 100% BANNED. SATOMI: IT IS YOU. EMILET: you cant ban me this is my turf SATOMI: BANNED FROM HIS OWN TURF. VERY SAD, VERY PATHETIC. EMILET: guess ill just go fuck my self EMILET: *rolls closer to her instead* SATOMI: PREFERRABLY NOT IN THE BANNED AREA. EMILET: *8-)* EMILET: oh am i banned from you too SATOMI: *peeps that closeness* SATOMI: THERE WILL BE NONE FUCKING SELF ON ME. *You wanna get whapped son?* EMILET: but thats the on ly self ive got EMILET: and it wants to be on you SATOMI: *mmm settles into normalcy. Yep* THE SHIT IS VERY TOUGH FOR THAT SELF. EMILET: that sounds un com for ta ble ill pass SATOMI: THAT IS THE BEST DECISION FOR THE SELF. *TOPIC CHANGE* WE SHOULD WATCH SOMETHING. SATOMI: THEN THE SELF WILL FIND COMFORT. EMILET: im al rea dy watch ing you EMILET: :-) SATOMI: SOMETHING GOOD. EMILET: :-) SATOMI: *slowly lifts the pillow to his face and turns to pull up some fuckin ANIME THATS WHAT. Which one she doesn't really care.= SATOMI: *Oh fuck. One Piece Fanime. Perfect.* EMILET: why do you in sist on smo ther ing me......... EMILET: *leans toward her with pillow. he's gonna smush it against her face.* SATOMI: IT IS A NATURAL REFLEX... >:T *smushed against* EMILET: so is-- ne ver mind ha ha haaaa SATOMI: ...IS? *squints* EMILET: noth ing sen pai EMILET: :-) SATOMI: *SIGH* SATOMI: IS THIS THE MOOD BULLSHITTING? EMILET: nah EMILET: i was go ing to say some thing ab out my dick that time SATOMI: THEN YES. THIS IS BEST KEPT TO HIMSELF. *Ih he's still squished on her pillow and all she just. Nudges face away and clicks on some delish fanmade parodies* EMILET: what are you do ing SATOMI: WATCHING A PARODY, YOU SHOULD WATCH THIS ALSO. EMILET: watch this EMILET: youre gon na love my nuts EMILET: *peeps* SATOMI: I WILL CRUSH THEM. *Who doesn't love comedic fandubs* EMILET: d o n t SATOMI: I MAY. EMILET: pls SATOMI: IT IS TEMPTING. BUT MAYBE I WILL NOT. IT DEPENDS. EMILET: i have per mis sion from my sen pai to fight if you do SATOMI: THEN LET US HOPE YOU DO NOT SUCK AT FIGHTING. EMILET: >:-C SATOMI: DOES THE FACE MEAN YOU DO? SATOMI: I THINK SO. EMILET: pro ba bly SATOMI: YOU DO. EMILET: he dooooooooooo SATOMI: YES. HE DOOO NOT KNOW SHIT ABOUT SELF-PROTECTION. EMILET: god damn it SATOMI: WHY DAMN THE IT? SATOMI: WHAT THE FUCK HAS THE IT DONE TO YOU? EMILET: it gave me a tra gic back sto ry SATOMI: ARE YOU SURE IT WAS THE IT. EMILET: it was SATOMI: MANY THINGS CAN CONTRIBUTE TO TRAGIC BACKSTORIES. EMILET: it can on ly be EMILET: the it SATOMI: YOUR TRAGIC BACKSTORY, THE IT WAS IN? EMILET: it was real in..... EMILET: real far in SATOMI: ................ *stares* EMILET: *stares back* EMILET: :-) SATOMI: *snorts and leans on te desk, cheek in hand* SATOMI: I HAVE MISSED YOU. SILLY YOLK. EMILET: *oh... no....* SATOMI: FILLED WITH THE HAM AND CHEESE. IT'S YOU. EMILET: *why is this making him so emotional all of a sudden???* EMILET: *and why does he feel like such an asshole about it???* EMILET: *probably because he is kind of an asshole* EMILET: i miss you too SATOMI: *Sighs softly and is just quiet for a moment. Averting her gace from him to the computer screen where the parody has gotten zero laughs* AH.... WE GOOFED THROUGH IT. SATOMI: SAYS SO MUCH FOR QUALITY YES? NOT ATTENTION GETTING. EMILET: i dont mind EMILET: i like you more SATOMI: *drags  the mouse some and gives a little lopsided shrug, forces small smile* THE JOKES WERE CRAP. THE COMPETITION WAS MINIMAL. EMILET: ha ha dont give me that shit EMILET: or do EMILET: you are cute be ing tsun de re SATOMI: STOP. *gentle whaps, actually uses her hand this time at least* EMILET: *grabs her hand* no SATOMI: *regurt. Stares at the computer and pouts, just trying not to say anything* >:c SATOMI: SHOULD. EMILET: wont SATOMI: *exhales, curling her fingers* EMILET. THIS IS, THE NORMAL. YES. HAHA. I WOULD FLIP MY SHIT MAYBE. SATOMI: OR SAY SNARKY THING. SATOMI: WITH THREATS THAT MAY BE EMPTY. SATOMI: NO SUCH THOUGHTS COME TO MIND, I DO NOT KNOW WHAT... TO DO. WITH EVEN THIS VERY SIMPLE ACTION. EMILET: *well... he's not sure what to do, either, but maybe he's trying to figure it out. maybe he wants to. maybe he's always wanted to, and it's only now that he has an excuse not to, because he's that kind of fucking idiot.* EMILET: i dont care EMILET: i just want EMILET: you SATOMI: ....HAH. HAHAHA. YOU SHOULD! *Actually she doesn't have energy for this. That wide smile disappearing as she just, huffs* YOU CANNOT. YOU WILL NOT. AND I WILL NOT DO THAT. DO THIS. CAUSE THE. CONFUSION. SATOMI: *pulls her hand back* ALREADY CAUSED ENOUGH. SAID ENOUGH TO BOTH. SATOMI: I AM THERE FOR YOU. HERE. JUST. NEEDING TO FIGURE OUT. IT IS MY PROBLEM TO FIX. EMILET: *he had hardly realized what had come out of his own mouth until Satomi was replying to it, the implications of it, and immediately, he felt warm in the face. had he really meant it like that?? maybe he had convinced himself he had just meant he wanted her honesty. wasnt that how he meant it?* EMILET: i EMILET: no EMILET: i mean EMILET: *he's having a hard time looking at her again.* EMILET: you dont have to EMILET: know SATOMI: *sighs and rubs her face* CAME WITH THE BULLSHIT REGARDLESS. *laughs into her hands* SATOMI: AH..... AM SORRY. SATOMI: WE WILL MOVE ON. GET BACK TO THE NORMAL. SATOMI: *gets up from her chair to rudely go through his movies. They can do this* EMILET: *now he's just frowning, glancing at her. why when he's trying to get his shit together do things seem to be making less and less sense?? it was comfortable before, safe, in its own way. but this, it's terrifying. trying to figure out how he feels, what he wants, what to do. what's right.* EMILET: sa to mi SATOMI: *waves hand* KOUHAI. EMILET: i dont know what to do ei ther SATOMI: *pauses, going over the movies* FOCUS ON WHAT IS IMPORTANT IN YOUR LIFE NOW. THIS IS WHAT YOU DO. SATOMI: AND WE WILL GO BACK TO BEING TERRIBLE TOGETHER. SATOMI: THE END IS SIMPLE. WE WILL GET THERE. EMILET: i dont know whats im por tant EMILET: *except he kind of does, but that's scary, too.* SATOMI: *now she turns. Her eyes focused on him* YOU DO KNOW. HE IS IMPORTANT. *He who haseverything and appreciates nothing but maybe that is something else they have in common. Not seeing what people who carefor them do* FOCUS ON THAT. WE WILL. FOCUS ON OTHER THINGS. *picks up a random movie. One of the InuYasha ones* LIKE THIS. EMILET: *he's just staring at her now, brows knitting, and he almost feels sort of frustrated. why? why is she telling him what to care about? why can't he just care about her? what does she think she knows about how he feels? why can't /she/ hear him, even when she says she does, always blocking him out and fighting him? of course he hasn't made it easy, but maybe he's sick of that, too.* EMILET: no EMILET: thats not EMILET: what im say ing EMILET: thats not how im feel ing SATOMI: *makes a face, maybe irritation but just overall tiredness. Holding this DVD but also looking back at him* THEN WHAT IS IT? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING I AM NOT GRASPING. EMILET: im just EMILET: say ing EMILET: you SATOMI: ....ME. EMILET: yeah you EMILET: youre im por tant EMILET: why cant i just say that SATOMI: *HUFFS* BECAUSE. IT IS NOT. SO. NOT... A PART OF THE. IT IS NOT A PART OF THIS PROBLEM. EMILET: yes it is! SATOMI: EMILET. NOT PART OF YOUR PROBLEM. EMILET: you dont know shit ab out my prob lem then EMILET: i think you just want to pre tend you dont know EMILET: ev en when i tell you to your face EMILET: may be i want to pre tend too EMILET: fuck i dont SATOMI: I ONLY KNOW IT. WOULD BE EASIER. SATOMI: IT WOULD BE BETTER. EMILET: would it be EMILET: i dont know SATOMI: *frowns and studies his face* HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW? IT WOULD. EMILET: *there's something in what she says that just makes him feel... empty. so stupid for it, for all of this, for caring, for trying. every thought, every feeling just felt like a new mistake begging to happen. and it was tiring. not knowing, always failing, it was tiring. he stops looking at her. he looks at his computer screen instead, not really looking.* EMILET: put in the mo vie SATOMI: =Ugh. This doesn't feel right. She's not doing this right but how does one even do this right? Satomi watches him, griping the DVD case and feels that swell of what she doesn't want filling her chest= WHAT IS IT YOU EVEN WANT!? THINGS TO BE NORMAL? TO BE COMPLICATED? SATOMI: I AM NOT. I DON'T WANT TO NOT, LISTEN. TO NOT. CONSIDER YOUR FEELINGS BUT WHAT TO DO WITH THIS? =Her fist comes to her chest, making a hard thump= I CANNOT CHANGE THAT, THIS! WHAT IS IT YOU EXPECT!? GO BACK TO GOOFY BEHAVIORS? LAUGHING LIKE NOTHING HAPPENS? IT IS HURT IN HERE, I DO NOT WANT IT! IT IS FUCKING STUPID! HAVE TO WORK AROUND THIS? WE... =She huffs trying to fight the pale red that lines her eyes= SATOMI: TELL ME. WHAT IS IT? WHAT ELSE IS SOLUTION? WHAT ELSE TO FIX THIS ALL!? EMILET: -he watches her, and... he isn't sure how he feels, only that. it hurts for him, too. in the end, that's what it comes down to, and why? what for? what he's supposed to do, he doesn't know. he has to look away from her, tears welling in his eyes just the same.- EMILET: i dont EMILET: know EMILET: -it hurt not to have an answer. it hurt to feel so lost, all the time, always.- EMILET: i dont know how to fix a ny thing SATOMI: FIX WHAT YOU HAVE NOW. START THERE. HAVE SAID THIS. ALL OTHER THINGS NOT IMPORTANT. SATOMI: =She's grateful his gaze isn't anywhere near her. She has to pause to calm down, she thought she got this all out before. But no, the gnawing ache was still there. Still wringing her insides. Satomi wipes her eyes and sighs= EMILET: you say that but how the fuck am i sup posed to-- EMILET: how can ev er y one else not be im por tant EMILET: ev er y one else is what im al ways fuck ing up to be gin with SATOMI: IT IS NOT THE SAME. NOT THE SAME IMPORTANCE. SATOMI: DOES NOT NEED ATTENTION NOW, AFTER YOU SORT YOURSELF. YOUR RELATIONSHIP. THEN OTHER THINGS. NOT NOW. EMILET: -he doesn't know what to say. the whole thing is frustrating, but he doesn't want to be frustrated with her, even if a part of him can't help but to be. he wants to make this better, to make himself better. to help her. to tell her whatever she needs to hear. and he just doesn't know.- EMILET: fine EMILET: o k SATOMI: YOU HAVE SAID THAT BEFORE. THOSE EXACT WORDS PROBABLY. EMILET: if you want me to stop talk ing to you ab out this then fine EMILET: may be we just EMILET: cant EMILET: do this SATOMI: ...... =She wants to help. Maybe its selfish that she wants to be the one to help him fix it. Maybe someone else would be better to tell him= SATOMI: ....PERHAPS.... HAH. SATOMI: AM KIND OF. NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO. EMILET: thats fine EMILET: i get it EMILET: i dont ex pect you to SATOMI: =It still felt vastly inappropriate to try and touch him so she only shrugged= AM STILL. HERE. AT LEAST. EMILET: .... yeah EMILET: -he wants that to be more comforting, but maybe it just has to be what it is right now. he feels frustrated enough with himself to let it go.- SATOMI: =shes still tired only that much more so. She gestures to the movie and finally goes to put it on. Kind of wishing things could be simple like these stories with their happy endings and closure= EMILET: -maybe it's just time to face the fact that he's a fucking mess, and he needs to find somewhere better to dump it. he just wants her to be happy... for things to be better. he doesn't know how, but he has to find some way. he takes another moment just to sit there, and then he's moving for the couch, because he wants things to be at least... okay. even if they aren't normal.-