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can u draw dust 👀

horrordust even?

what i meant by sleep-deprived i meant like he didn't get enough sleep so he's always sleepin on the table

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[ WARNING, EYESTRAIN and descriptions of beheading ]

and the monarch spat him out, " lo shall the knight be cursed with an everlonging thirst! and shall he suffer with eternal lust! and shall he be left to rot and die. "

the law wronged him so, and to be called a knight felt like an accusation. he served under no one, not anymore. leaving the scene would cast himself as cowardly, and the vampire shall take his revenge.

by ripping the monarch's head off and gleefully drinking the horrid blood from him.

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flashes you gospel lore

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TUMBLR IN THE MOB PSYCHO UNIVERSE IS CALLED TMOBLR HELPPP

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36 and uhhhhhhhhh crerror,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

-one and only

oh boy this ain't gonna be good <:/

[ can you lock the door? / ship: crerror ]

" cross. lock the door for me. "

Cross was hesitant about his request. They were just at the couch watching Undernovella until Error suddenly teleported themselves into his room back in the castle. Nonetheless, he got up from the beanbag they were sitting and locked the door.

He turned to Error only to find him gone. Huh? Where did he go? He questioned himself until he felt a hard kick on his spine, causing him to tumbling forward and hitting his sternum on the edge of the mattress of the bed. He groaned in pain yelling to Error why the hell did he do that, only to be met with his face welling up in tears.

" YOU PROMISED THAT YOU'D SEND SIGNS WHEN YOU WERE OUT ON THAT SEARCH A MONTH AGO! AND NOW YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST BARGE IN AND JUST DROP YOURSELF ON ME WHO WAS WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU?! " Error yelled and shrieked while Cross just looked at him in disbelief in himself.

" why the hell didn't you answer back. " Error choked his words out. Cross seemed confused and asked him what did he mean by that. He earned yelling from a very distressed Error.

He had forgotten that he and Error had tied each other strings on their wrist to send each other signals. He felt his left wrist and realized that he must've lost it somewhere, his dread increasing. Error kept arguing, " I HONESTLY THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD. I HAD ONLY FELT THE WIND BLOWING AND MY WRIST HAD BEEN FREEZING OVER THE PAST WEEK. "

Error had been already lost control of his tears by now, Cross meanwhile had been left speechless. The silence was so loud. And after all that, all that Cross had managed to say was " i'm sorry. "

However the glitch doesn't take that well and hit the wall hard, cracks spreading around the attack. He then fell to the floor on his knees and cried his soul out, babbling on how he missed him, how he went on with sleepless nights wondering if he was alright and other wordless pleas.

Cross all but crawled towards him and looped his arms around the glitch in attempts to hold him close. Error only clung onto him and sobbed into his shoulder, barely listening to Cross's muttering of apologies.

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KEKEKEKE!! smoochem mwa mwa mwa mwa >:3

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If I could, I would send you cardboard.

do n O T /j

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excuse me

why did no one tell me dream's coat thingy was not black