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+ dj-wxlf, lovinguntilnot, cultaeil
; « ✕ » ❛ Na...chicken...isn't my style. ❜
cultaeil Awww man that sucks! Aren't there other cool demons to talk to?
{ Riddle me this ;
What has roots that nobody sees, and is taller than trees? Up, up it goes, and yet it never grows!
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cultaeil:
Darkened eyes peer through the veil of common stereotype, labels such as freak and morbid coming to stick against like flypaper to the unfortunate insect. Such could be said Taeil himself acted almost like an insect, drawn to people naturally yet quietly repelling.
“It is very regretful you have come to such a situation. Perhaps you shall recall to wear something on your feet, for this city is as treacherous as it is big.” The small man spoke out to the struggle ahead, the glass removed with dignity yet the droplets of misfortune staining the sidewalk as reminder.
Inconsistent; irises aberrant of the euphonious — these alone could (in their cacophonous and dissonant amber on their right, and its companioning soft sienna on their left) watch upon the source of resurrection occurring to his renascence, and reinvigorating foot, watch upon the evenly closing wound in uncompromising, motionless endurance, and be it alone the quiescent fount of life’s blood absorbed within the esplanade’s conclaves of depression as remembrance to his foreign struggle.
A sharp inhalation, ending in again such fair smoothness of his barren sole, “ — hath thee desired to forget as seen occurring here,” the soft sienna tightened, crow’s feet’s creases settling in faint recognition to the left seer of seeing, “…request so, or speak not of what has been witnessed.”
cultaeil said: Surely something can satiate your needs, eh?
you'd think so, wouldn't you -jumps into wall-
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I want to:
[] Cuddle.
[] Kiss.
[] Fuck.
[] Never talk.
[X] Talk more.
[X] Be friends.
[] Kill you.
If we kissed:
[] Lol nope.
[] Fuck me please/let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Ewww.
[] Dream come true.
[] Kiss you back.
[] Smile and shrug.
[X] Awkward…
We are:
[] More than friends.
[] Enemies.
[] Lovers.
[] Bestfriends.
[] Friends.
[X] Acquaintances.
You bring me a flower. I…
[] Throw it away.
[] Stomp on it.
[X] Hug you.
[] Kiss you.
[X] Thank you.
[X] Take it home and water it.
I wish you would:
[] Fuck me.
[] Kiss me.
[] Leave me alone.
[X] Notice me/ talk to me.
[] Die.
[X] Be my friend.
[X] Hug me.
Should you reblog this?:
[X] Yes.
[] No.
[] I don’t care.
[] Yes I want to send you one.
kimxelsa, wxslxy, udonliu, cultaeil, lostxdoll
“I can't hear a word you're saying...“ The male shook his head, huffing a soft sigh as he lifted his gaze up to the figure hovering over him. “What was that?“ His patience was wavering, worn thin by the events of the past day. Mumbling didn't factor in well either, it was only more frustrating. There was know way they could know that, though, he reminded himself, give 'em a break.