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Whaaaat is your faaaavorite color? <3
Dance’s eyes grew reder as he stood there motionless and kept silent while deceit came up from behind the “doll” with a wide grin. “Our favorite is red,” he purred out reaching to hold onto Dance’s pendant.
Plot Post
Dance walked out of his home and b-lined straight to his studio. He hadn't seen his love around lately which caused him to feel a bit anxious. The man was used to being alone and tried to shake off that awful feeling as he began to dance. His movement were slow as he would spin and extend his leg out behind him. He kept going for a good hour till he heard loud clapping from behind him. Dance whirled around, panting, stood silent and still seeing his "old friend."
"Miss me?" the man asked sweetly.
Starter
Dance looked out his window, seeing the dead grass and cracked ground. He grimaced at the dying environment and cursed his parents for doing this to this once beautiful land. The man walked down his stairs knocking pictures of his family onto the cold porcelain floor, and left. He left his home, he left his family memories, and went away to and island far away. He needed to be alone with his thoughts and just take a break from being in that terror filled cage.
Its just a comic I've been brewing in my head for awhile now <3 and I might start on my new AU onceler c:
Story Post
Dance woke up feeling weak and rolled out of bed with her hands fluffing the back of her long hair. The moment she stood up she faltered slightly, feeling sick, she raced to her bathroom and threw up in her toilet. The magic m!a began to wear off as she finished, falling back against his tub. "I knew it would start...sooner or later.." Dance choked out and rubbed his eyes still tasting the horrible liquid in his throat. He got up and pressed down the lever, watching the fluid wash down, then washed his mouth under the faucet in his sink.
Wow 2 more followers and I will be at 300!~ You guys are so sweet <3
Once I get 300 followers I will draw for the first 5 people to ask me for commissions~
BTW you guys can always ask me for commissions anyway if you guys want <3 I like drawing, so it'd fun hehe!~ Love you guys <3
Drawing an ask for Dance-ler~ So come join if you want <3
