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Phone calls from unrecognizable numbers had become a semi-frequent annoyance for the Boss over the years. And we're not talking about your usual telemarketers or robots trying to pass off as people. Nah. These are straight up threats here. To himself, to his gang, to his associates, pretty much anyone and anything you can think of. And sure, that comes with the life. It's to be expected in a way. But just how in the fuck do these yahoos keep getting his god damn number?

Still, they never mean much to him. He would laugh at them cruelly and get on with his day, thinking that would be the end of it. And on the rare occasion someone decides to actually make good on what they say, then he'll just butcher them into tiny pieces. Simple as that!

But sometimes—and I do have to emphasize that word here—a person might find themselves very very lucky and gain the honor of actually being taken seriously by him.

" Alright, make this quick. I don't wanna spend the next five minutes getting told how much you wanna beat my head in with a snow shovel. Like come the fuck on, man. Some of us got errands to run. "

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#blostmian #the illest villain ⚜︎ { main verse }

@blostmian said ; ❝ Hey, what exactly are you doing here?❞ / from : 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

❝ What I'm doing here? I don't know, maybe I was simply trying to find a loud place to lay down. So far, it seems I've found it. ❞ He grimaces with sarcasm from his spot as he lifts the book he was reading. Waving it lightly from side to side as a matter to further emphasize his words before returning its back once again on top of the mattress where he was laying. Great. He should've known better than to positively keep retelling himself the same tale that even by turning a big side eye to this whole matter, that presence would still somehow manage to make its way into his path- this was the clear example that he couldn't even pretend to be positive about certain things.

❝ Oh but don't get me wrong, I'm happy you decided to oh-so-accidentally barge into my room and pay me a visit; however, I'm having― ❞ and as he speaks, a centipede that casually had decided to gather around him decides to crawl over the yellowed pages of his book, prompting Oberon to lightly pinch it in between his claws and lift it right in front of his field of vision, finding thus the perfect excuse to shoo the caster away from where he was staying. ❝ ―another visitor already. What a shame, just when we could finally get on the same page.. ❞

#blostmian #o.beron pointing at the exit: what is that?? you should check it out it looks off- -immediately closes the door as soon as she steps out-#LISTEN;; i find it curious how apparently; o.beron -can- take buffs from p.roto m.erlin #but not m.ale m.erlin #i havent started yet l.b6 but i would have assumed that both m.erlins would still be a menace to him #however;; since o.beron can receive buffs from p.roto; it makes me think about #whether he is actively taking advantage of the fact she is a pretender and just rolling with the fact that #'she's not m.erlin' just to have one less m.erlin to deal with #still i dont know if it has a canon explanation; so at least for now he is like #-i am not perceiving-#im also thinking about how m.erlin cant see him but if p.roto can grant him buffs; then that means she can see him #so they are on a same page now in a way :thonks:#what even is n.asu lore god i wish i knew #despite this; he still feels annoyed despite the fact he is actively lying to himself about not knowing who she is #but hey if he gaslights himself enough; then thats one less m.erlin to worry about !#also dont listen to him he is LYING about everything; he is not happy; he is in misery AOTJTEKYPTKTOY

Daintily, Merlin's body settles, like a dandelion seed drifting to the ground. Her perch is just shy of his shoulder, her fingers atop his head lightly. The tap of her cane brings up a service amidst the flowers, steam curling from the pot and snacks settled atop the blossoms. "Sit, sit... We're long overdue for tea, aren't we?"

she had always been a delicate one, limbs like the stems of daisies and hair as soft as its petals –– merlin embodies the flora and her title reflects it, " magus of flowers ", the most powerful mage of all kingdom ( he'd say the world, but arthur would rather not feed her ego. she may look like a daisy but acts nothing like one ). the young king smiles then, serving the tea for them both the same way she had taught him so many years ago. elegant, arthur. elegant but firm.

" my, it has been quite a while since we could have a little party such as this one. " a chuckle, followed by offering merlin the honey from across the table " what is the occasion? "

#( ARTHUR PENDRAGON ) ; burnt letters #blostmian #thank you so much for sending this aaaaahh #they are so adorable oijsdad

@blostmian said ; “ can’t sleep? ” / from: 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬

How long has it been since we have last seen each other, dear friend? -A distant voice asked.- It hasn’t been so long i’m afraid. Can’t you remember? The king answered. A vague memory.... Nothing different from the majority of his nights. A tragic end, the cold feeling of solitude, the emptiness that followed after. All things that felt strangely familiar were now gathered around him, chaining him down to the depths of the dark sea that was the realm of dreams.

The room was submerged in pure silence, and a frown now appeared over his features. A sort of stubbornness- as the king had already woken himself up from the realm of dreams, yet for some reason ( that was unknown even to him ), he kept his eyes tightly shut. His thoughts were so scattered at that moment that nothing was precisely clear inside his mind anymore- a rare thing- for he took pride in being someone who rarely lost his focus.

‘ THUMP. ‘ And suddenly, the sound of rock clashing against the cold tiles of Chaldea’s floor now abruptly cut the previous silence that was lingering in the room, and following right after, the sound of a low growl coming from the now annoyed king made its presence-, yet it wasn´t the loud sound or the fact that his tablet had just slipped away from his lap what made him finally open his eyes- no, it was another sound that managed to snatch his interest, a honeyed calm voice, it was the voice of a woman.

❝ bold assumptions you are making, caster ... ❞ He spoke in a quieter tone than usual as his own tiredness slipped through the tone of his voice without his awareness. With bright crimson eyes now fully awake and staring directly at magenta colored ones, his gaze remained sternly fixated on her in a way that would have provoked fear in anyone who did not know the king, yet he was aware that this magus.... She could see things that the common folk could not see. ‘ The eyes which see through the world ‘ . It wouldn’t surprise him if she could at the very least, see one thin layer of his thoughts.

❝ However- you are correct this time. And i’m thankful for that- for I still have a lot of files to get through. ❞ Nothing more, nothing left. His words now lacking any sort of emotion he had previously felt through his dreams. What the caster was witnessing right now was the mighty king of Uruk once again. ❝ I assume you didn’t simply come to admire me during my rest, isn’t that right? State your business. ❞

#blostmian #/hi hi! thank u for sending this in!#all this to basically say that; gil was totally not having a dream(nightmare just now #he was simply resting his eyes- yEAH-