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Bobby shifted his eyes toward the older male, tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek while he spoke. “I’m talking about when we’re around others. What you’re willing to do in a public restroom is more than enough for me to know.. But when we’re around others, you hardly acknowledge me. Are you embarrassed of me or something?” his concern was genuine.
lamentingprophet replied to your post ““Must be nice, playing the prim and proper prophet like that. That...”
“This is not an act nor a twisted game, I am merely following my line of work and beliefs - Just as I have done in my past life.”
“Whatever you say. I just would’ve thought one lifetime of solitude and servitude was enough. Oh well. I suppose even condemning yourself to a room for all eternity can be seen as God’s will.”
“Must be nice, playing the prim and proper prophet like that. That must be your appeal then.”
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Grinning, Bobby nodded, taking the girl’s hand before walking off, “Food sounds awesome. What do you want? You can pick anything.” His expression softened as he looked to her.
(motherfuckingmooncancer) Hurt Me
T H E Y D I D N ‘ T D E S E R V E I T .
With a raspy breath, Medea clutched some of the purple cloth covering her chest. Her eyes wide, her scowl painful to look at, she tried to calm her breathing as she dug one of her shoulders into the nearby wall, trying to use it to keep herself from collapsing.
Why - other than some sick impulse of fate - did she suddenly remember her crimes, so vividly, so horribly?
Why - for whatever reason - did her mind demand that she suffer as she once did, millennia ago?
“Jason…” her voice came out like a hiss, as if she were a wounded beast cursing the hunter that had struck her down. “You never loved me…. Did you?” Despite already knowing the answer, she asked this, as if the person before her was the one she had first fallen in love with.
“Even after all I did… For you…”
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☁ -- the sunlight shines on me like a (spotlight, light, light, light) only i am in your head as a (headline, line, line, line)
» » » he's got a lot on his mind tonight-- nobody can blame him, though, not without pulling some kind of reason out of their ass. he's been stressed out more than less, recently, and it's only when he's on stage that he can ever bring himself to forget his worries, despite even his own boyfriends greatest efforts. he's breathing hard when he steps down from the rap battle he'd just won, gratefully accepting a water bottle from one of the hosts of the event.
"fuck, i'm tired," he mumbled, leaning against the wall and shutting his eyes. he was hoping that the snapback pulled down low over his face would be enough to stop anyone from recognizing him as the leader of one of the most popular underground hip hop groups in genosha. even if when he'd originally started hwajae, he never expected things to blow up this big-- so he tried to catch his breath, eyes wearily watching for anyone who might approach him for a reason other than congratulating him on winning.
