would the shiny ass armor be a chassity belt
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”Oh n’ how in the hell would I know?! A chassity.. ch-”
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“IF YA DON’T GO N’ GET OUTTA MY HOUSE WITH THAT ALREADY!”
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would the shiny ass armor be a chassity belt
!!!
...
”Oh n’ how in the hell would I know?! A chassity.. ch-”
...
“IF YA DON’T GO N’ GET OUTTA MY HOUSE WITH THAT ALREADY!”
> The current holiday hadn't eluded your awareness, and in between bouts of attempted heroics you had found enough opportunity to thoroughly research the subject. You were particularly charmed with the religious connotations, though there was the nagging feeling that those would hardly shine through in a place like this, so instead you focused on the more practical applications the holiday had to offer.
> Even waiting down to the last minute to venture up to Trifolium hadn't saved you from garnering some unwanted attention. You were almost good at ignoring it at this point. Figuring it alright to splurge for the holiday, though there was seemingly no end to your accessible funds, you returned back down to the one place suitable for being called home with bags and bags of goodies.
> The early morning hours were spent carefully arranging baskets with equal quantities of goods and filling plastic containers full of chocolates and candies, which were subsequently stashed around the household for the children to find once they were up. Even if you couldn't participate much in the food related activities of the holiday, you were already a bit excited to see everyone running around in good spirits.
> Another basket was crafted for Rise and very very carefully hidden away in a corner of her room. This one was filled with less candy than the others, instead having a few more practical items. Some more notepads, and a few packs of post-it notes that were colored in seasonal pastels. There was also a plush cat sporting a rabbit ear headband. Less useful, but very cute.
> Now it was all a matter of waiting before you could get some firsthand experience with these Easter festivities.
I am unsure if you will see this on here before you see me in person, but I believe I am going to make my way to your place of residence for the evening.
Of course I will stay for a bit longer than that, aha.
♡ mirror-reflecting-water
"Get the fuck out, seriously? AGAIN?!"
Groans away.
Once you get this you must post 5 facts about yourself and send this to your 10 favorite followers.
I CANT FUCKING DO THAT ALL MY FOLLOWERS ARE MY FAVORITE
OKAY I OTA N IDEA BUT FIRST
1. I have brown eyes(FUCK.)
2. I wear glasses
3. And braces
4. I'm china
5. I probably know more Spanish from spanish class than chinese from living with my family for over a decade
NOW FOR ANYONE READING THIS, I SEND THIS TO YOUyoudonthavetodoittho.
I just realized I'm one of your favorite followers are youfucking serious
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Hmm...A fact...
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I wish I had blue eyes like Poke? Does that count
♪ [musically inclined?], ♫ [music they enjoy]
(Of course I get this as I'm listening to music LOL.)
♪ - Musically inclined
Sure, Poke likes music. He wouldn't mind a radio chasing him around spewing it out, either...as long as it's music that he enjoys and doesn't dislike at first hearing.
♫ Music they enjoy
He generally prefers fast-paced themes with a lot of rhythmic beats, but a bit of casual, slow and calm tunes would do, too.
Don't chase the rabbit (Russet)
Oh Serene….Those moments of happiness always go back in my head…then again where you really happy? Was I too ignorant to notice that things were starting to fade? The day you called it off…the day I felt the world…life…soul…memories crumbling away. I guess i’ll never find it again…