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❝ Looks like you have backed yourself into a pretty ugly situation haven’t you Gaius? I guess the best way out would be to apologize? ❞
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❀ ˟ ˟ 。
❝ Looks like you have backed yourself into a pretty ugly situation haven’t you Gaius? I guess the best way out would be to apologize? ❞
@dulcefraudator
//Does this mean Asugi was born out of hate-sex? LOL
You can say that, in this case,he got all the hatred for his father from his mom
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“I understand, Gaius. At first, I wasn’t sure either. I know a piece of me still adores Mar-Mar--er, Marth--but he is no longer with us, and I have grown to accept that. As we have began to talk and become friends, I stopped worrying and thinking so much about him. Instead, my attention turned more to those in the camp, and more specifically you.”
Folding her hands in front of her shyly, Tiki's eyes slid down to her boots. She still missed Marth from time to time, but it wasn’t nearly as bad now that time had healed those wounds.
Her embarrassment showed on her face, and part of her wanted to hide it. She had it worded much better in her head, but now words were failing her. Taking a few steps back, a gloved hand covered her shame.
“I’m...I’m sorry, I did not wish to make you uncomfortable. Forgive me, but... p-perhaps I should go.”
❝This swimsuit? It’ll throw off the enemy’s concentration!❞
“-Tch.”
She scoffs, clearly unimpressed with Gaius’ ridiculous choice in attire. “You look like a fool. But if you want to resemble a pin cushion the moment we set foot on the battlefield, be my guest. Hmph…If anything, the enemies would die from laughing themselves to death…if that’s what you’re going for anyways.”
She stopped as a new idea entered her warped mind. She smiles, a wicked, mischievous smile that would send chills down any mans spine.
“But…if you’re so attached to that ridiculous outfit…I could always hex it so it never comes off…heh heh heh…”
“ I love you. “
Send me “ I love you. “ and I will post an icon displaying my muses reaction to your muse saying this to them.
"HONK"
Send “HONK” to give my muse’s butt a squeeze.
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A high pitched surprised scream came from the female’s mouth as she turned around to see who had firmly slapped and squeezed her rear. A blush across her face as she met eye to eye with green eyes and red hair.
❝ Wha - What was that for? ... I must have startled everyone in camp Gaius! ❞
Sumia said with a pout as hands rubbed her rear end in hopes to make it feel better and make the red hand print disappear.
{{ Hey, I know you don't know me, but I just wanted to offer my condolences and tell you: don't bother with the anons. They obviously have nothing better to do with their lives. Consider turning anon off for a while?
I've gotten hate anons for like... months, if not years, on other blogs I've ran. This shouldn't really bother me, but life happened and became a factor in my dropped mood
And well, I'd consider turning anon off, but the majority of my interactions have been with anons.
Please don't tell me to be more forward and talk to people; I can't handle that sort of thing ;n;
But thank you for your words, I appreciate it
dulcefraudator replied to your post: "Hey, Specs. You up for a round of cards?"
“Just a friendly game of poker… if you’re up for it.”
“I see no reason why I wouldn’t be.”