aeonisms:
( I’M LAUGHING SO HARD AT THE SECOND ONE OMFG IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S DONE WITH EVERYTHING b YE )
hONESTLY THO 'DONE WITH EVERYTHING' IS BASICALLY HIS DEFAULT EMOTION ANYWAY
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aeonisms:
( I’M LAUGHING SO HARD AT THE SECOND ONE OMFG IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S DONE WITH EVERYTHING b YE )
hONESTLY THO 'DONE WITH EVERYTHING' IS BASICALLY HIS DEFAULT EMOTION ANYWAY
+ glueisms, aeonisms, thornglow.
❝ uh, hey. have you seen a young man that kind of looks like me but instead of having blue eyes & white hair, he has brown eyes & brown hair. have seen a guy like that by any chance? ❞
“Okay. Let’s see how fast you can run!”
( tangled sentences: x )
“You’re on.” She reminds him of someone else, which is why he gives a playful shove to the back of her shoulder. He almost runs ahead of her without warning, but she’s not Ven; she’s not used to it. He drags the toe of his shoe against the ground to make a haphazard starting line, tilts his head in her direction. “Down to the water and back, and loser buys lunch?” Usual bet, and he’s certain he can beat her.
Pushes him into the snow. ur jokes suck, gippal B(
Falls over and looks up at her.
"Ah, I think I’ve fallen for you."
She hid his keyblade somewhere.
And while he could call it back with a simple motion, he decided that playing along wouldn’t be a bad idea. He doesn’t need it right now.
”Do I at least get a hint?"
Shoves him into a locker
Alarmed Terra noises
give me ur lunch money nerd
Fine just don't beat me up again mean lady
leaves a baby chocobo in his hair.
He can’t see what she put in his hair, but he can feel the new weight. He raises a hand and fingers brush against what feels like feathers, and he’s puzzled as to why she’d put a bird in his hair. Still, Terra doesn’t move it. Fingers trace a downy back where it’s sitting, and he doesn’t want to disturb it.
“—Thank you, I guess.”
( He’s sincere; he means it. )