me: ah, it’s so early what time is it?? time: 1 AM me: a h
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me: ah, it’s so early what time is it?? time: 1 AM me: a h
Zloy because reasons. Aside from the dynamic being great. <3
anonymously send me what characters you ship my muse with! / accepting / @vincula-flammae
me, who really just wanted to see if we converted anyone to that ship: HELL YEAH
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♔ | accepting | @daemominus
" Dusty did it! " Ah, like a child pointing a chubby finger at a sibling, did the gravity shifter- startled as she was, proceed to throw her furry friend under the bus. Hands having immediately flown into the air, resting aside either side of her head, as if the action miraculously reassured her so-called “innocence”... As if she were not the cause of the d i s t u r b a n c e abuzz behind her; the mechanical whirling & screaming of a computer pushed far past its limits, that her slight frame was failing to properly hide...
&, upon the realization that there was indeed no chance that Vergil had not already seen it, one of said hands instead shifted to rest behind that of her head, rubbing at the back of tense neck as a sheepish smile overtook the blonde. The laugh that followed suit forced, & awkward. " Ahahaha... Woops. " Whereas it was curiosity that had led her to examine the electronic device, to attempt to discover more about this mysterious world she had found herself in, it was impatience that had- ah, well. She may have smacked the keyboard... & the monitor, after the first time an e r r o r flashed upon the screen... & typed who knew what back in her attempt to return the display to normal, fingers having slammed upon key after key in hopes that one would do the trick. ( Not to mention that, before noticing the glare boring into her back, had she possibly been about to kick the tower. Possibly. A fact she'd vehemently deny with all she had. )
" Sorry? "