navigatingtruths replied to your post: ( Anyone remember TwiceBitten? Yeah…good...
tell them i never label any babel quite the same
( Oh god what monster have we resurrected... )
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navigatingtruths replied to your post: ( Anyone remember TwiceBitten? Yeah…good...
tell them i never label any babel quite the same
( Oh god what monster have we resurrected... )
navigatingtruths replied to your post “@xicproceed replied to your post: Keeler and Ethos...”
wait don't twins auto-win that competition!
“A secret isn’t a secret if spoken ~”
@navigatingtruths From x
Lost momentarily in the brush of their arms, more contact than they’ve had in weeks, dark eyes search pale features for a trace of a lie. Nothing but curiosities in those haunting orbs, unplaceable wonderings. The question should strike him as odd but it doesn’t. Over time he’s become used to the strange trail of thought running behind aloof gaze and adjusted accordingly. There is no accounting for Keeler’s mannerisms, one would have to learn how to roll with the ‘punches’ per-se.
“Of course I was involved with sports.” A short response left open-ended, interpreted freely as Keeler chose to see fit (and he knew he would). Side by side with his Navigator down the winding hallways, thankful he didn’t have to come up here often yet finding it strangely satisfying that some things were still foreign to him.
“Why do you ask?”
navigatingtruths replied to your post: @navigatingtruths ( Just going to leave this...
Cain has such strange fantasies.
“Those aren’t FANTASIES they’re NIGHTMARES.”
Why is that so surprising?
@navigatingtruths
“Because I didn’t think you Navigators could be so... nice to Fighters that weren’t the ones asigned to you.” Galahad replied. “I mean, some of you kind of have a reputation when it comes to being a jerk.”
KeelerxEncke!
send me a ship and I’ll tell you…
who is more likely to hurt the other? .. Keelerwho is emotionally stronger? Keelerwho is physically stronger? Encke (surprise!)who is more likely to break a bone? Enckewho knows best what to say to upset the other? Keelerwho is most likely to apologise first after an argument? Encke who treats who’s wounds more often? Keeler who is in constant need of comfort? Keeler(? idk to be honest)who gets more jealous? Encke (duh)who’s most likely to walk out on the other? Keeler who will propose? Enckewho has the most difficult parents? Enckewho initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? Enckewho comes up for the other all the time? Encke(?)who hogs the blankets? Keelerwho gets more sad? Enckewho is better at cheering the other up? Keelerwho’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? Encke (?)who is more streetwise? Keeler ofc 8′)cwho is more wise? Keelerwho’s the shyest? Encke (hahaha)who boasts about the other more? Keeler (specifically the one who sent this ask *ahem*) who sits on who’s lap? Keeler on Encke—unless you want Keeler to break a a bone
portalipsis replied to your post “He’s not sure if he should be nosy on what his navigators are...”
Porthos is onto you Keeler. He sees those prying eyes.
Well I wasn’t the one to send that anon, though.
navigatingtruthsreplied to your post“He’s not sure if he should be nosy on what his navigators are...”
Oh, let them have their fun. / popcorn.jpg
but brooooooo, you just want to watch them!
[ Offers a muffin. ] I was going to eat this, but then I realized I wasn't a stud. [ Sunny smile. ]
navigatingtruths || ???
Something akin to confusion crosses his face, a noiseless sound accompanying as he mulls over the words as though they’re some cryptic message wrapped in code.
When realization hits, it’s not subtle. Confusion multiplies until he’s drowning in question marks and surfacing in a whirlwind of absolute chaos. His mind is blank, tongue laying still against the bed of his mouth. What...what can he say? That’s... He’s not even certain he’s processed this entirely.
But oh then that smile breaks through the storm and his heart thumps wildly in his chest, fingertips going numb, gaze diverting from the only nebula he’s memorized.
“That’s such a crumby joke.”