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[acephalousantics]

@krasnyybunt

Somhairle makes a soft, surprised sound, and his gloved hands clap together with delight, a soft laugh tumbling from his smiling mouth. “Wonderful!”  The creature was quiet, but his ears were sharp as his eyes, and he could hear him with perfect clarity. “Its a pleasure to meet you, Shady. You can both call me Somhairle. And of course I had to ask if you could speak for yourself, that’s simply being polite when interacting with beings who aren’t mundane, no matter what form they take.”

Speaking of polite, his eyes slide from Shady to the person who’s shoulders he was perched upon, extending a hand to him, “And what name can I call you?”

[primedspecimen]

@krasnyybunt replied to your post: ✂

// Big question is did they even take their money or did they just have fun and leave?

Oh boy they got their money and more. Like. They just yoinked a fuckton of it.

[zdravstvuysclntse]

krasnyybunt replied to your post:

the BMI isn’t an accurate way to measure healthy weight. It was made by two men in INSURANCE and based off of masculine bodies only. It was created so they could charge more money on people and for some reason it was adopted into the medical field. A good doctor doesn’t use that shit.

@radiomayak buddy!

[radiomayak]

@krasnyybunt

Ivan questioned himself, standing at the front door, but self doubt wasn’t anything a shot couldn’t fix. With the metal neck of the flask between his lips, thoughts of how Gavrill was stronger, faster, and greater than he himself was became misty and unclear. It gave Ivan enough confidence to think of the weight of the gun in his inside coat pocket, and feel like knocking on the door, with a bit of urgency and strength to the knocks.

[hxundofstgeorge]

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     “What ever it is your planning I want no part in it! I know that look in your eye so don’t even bother!” It was nothing personal he promised, he’s just not in the mood for potential danger today.

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Roderich definitely wasn’t lost, at least that’s what he was continuing to tell himself as he made his way down the street, with absolutely no idea where he was. Not lost at all, he’d insist. 

And he definitely wasn’t asking for directions, no, he just was...

...Alright, perhaps he was a bit lost.

“...Excuse me. Which way to the nearest train station?”

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@krasnyybunt

[Text] You're a big boy aren't you??❤

[sokrovennyi]

krasnyybunt replied to your post:      “I will say this only once: do not bother me...

And Gavrill deflates. That grin turned upside down into a sad frown as he turned and walked slowly away. His head hanging.

     That reaction was more than enough to tell him he had said the wrong thing. What should he have expected? His younger brother, one of the shadows themselves, was made for this holiday and whatever it was he wanted to share with him was immediately shot down. 

             ------Perhaps at the very least he could hear him out. 

     “...Alright, alright. Tell me what you wanted to say.”