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The blade of your sword pressed gently under the soft skin of his chin, tilting it up to turn his eye contact towards you. Wilbur let out a choked gasp as warm red liquid trickled down his neck from the sharp metal. He gazed up at you from his knees on the floor, beautiful brown irises piercing into yours. He shook his chocolate-colored bangs out of his face, giving you the most love-struck, dopey grin, you’d ever seen. You reciprocated the sweet smile.
That man would be the death of you.
(where i ended from before)
“Well?”
You cleared your throat.
“Wilbur!”
“O-oh, yes. Sorry, what?” The sweet simp gasped.
“What do you say, Wilbur?”
“I-I…I….”
“Come on, now. Don’t get all shy on me.”
Wilbur looked away, keeping his gaze on the floor. You yet again tilted his chin up with your sharp sword.
You scoffed. “Come on, Wilbur!”
“I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
“Sorry for what?”
“I’m sorry for taking your cup!”
“Why?”
You felt like a parent disciplining their child.
“I took it because it had your chapstick on it!” he cried. “I-I wanted to keep it…”
“And, what else did you take?”
“Your sh-“ Wilbur gasped again as the cold blade slid up his neck. “-gah, your shirt! It just- it just smelled so good-“
You tsked, poking his cheek once with your sword before retracting.
“You’re such a simp, aren’t you?”
Your lover- no, simp- giggled at you from his knees.
When I was like eight I started feeding this flock of what we all assumed were crows. Turns out it was a combined flock! One of them was actually a hybrid Crowan and had one wing that was noticeably smaller than the other. So we kept feeding them and like 5.5 years later, we moved and they Followed Us. So, I have MANY stories about them all! One is, I've been within a foot of Crowan, and it was walking towards me, so I ALMOST pet him, but my mum threw bread and he flew off! -Potato
oOooo, that’s so cool :DD potato is a huge bsoi s man guys, cooler than I’ll ever be
I mean, nothing physically, but I must have trauma from somewhere right??
/hj
Really, nothing to worry about just some quirky silly goofy eating disorder bc of body shaming or even goofier calling me a worthless bc I haven't gotten A on test
-🌻
nOoo
🌻 do nOt body shame yourself nor should you let anyone body shame you >:(
also you are not worthless I failed one quiz in science and I now have 78 in that class 🥲 no one is as worthless as I/j