Song · 2026 · Duration 4:24
I did not expect Ryan Beatty to put out one of the best albums I've listened to this year yet here we are!


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Song · 2026 · Duration 4:24
I did not expect Ryan Beatty to put out one of the best albums I've listened to this year yet here we are!
6 am here we are lesgo belgium
brotha
I not attack firey I swear!
*…it isn’t a very good liar.*
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(Ooc: forgot to say inchworm is she/he/it)
" Why are you lying? "
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EVERY EMOTION SAMELY. he never knew what it was, nor how it happened. zeke's negligence left him with hands wrapped around his throat. squeezing call that infatuation. perspective would remind him there's no world this could work out. erwin was a prisoner and zeke purposely continued to foil plans— hide the key under his boot before helping him search. tug of wits beast manipulated the colossal that they were on the same side. in arms linked, it was easiest to chain @pontevoix wrist to him. after all he had to sneak around. zeke weren't able to hold a sword unless it was verbal. smile sits on his face as he sits across from. chess piece in his hands, as it shifts sliding slowly across board. holding eye contact was easy. blues ones clear other's cloudy don't break away. erwin wastes no time. momentarily zeke wonders if he was playing to win. he'd say he was unless he lost. king is dominant across board thrusting forward. brushing past his own knight with ease, it enters him and he can only stare. straight forward he's taken everything in one move. an attempt is made with rook to tighten his forces. though opportunity is too large to ignore as it would seem. squinting behind lenses he silently dares him to continue. this was hardly something that would leave him stuttering, forgetting his name and filling head with maggots. eyes dart down to board, its too quick. the way piece abducts all his moves. man can't move without erwin pinning him there. zeke's dizzy and erwin wins the game.
hands reach. taking hand into his own, an escuse for a feeling he has to keep smothering. shaking it made it hard to miss callouses highlighting his softness. wits and brawn would stay an impressive feat. they are no men anymore and it seemed with that power colossal raised the bar to an impossible height. zeke revels in being a favorite considering man struggles to come down just to meet him on his level. man hasn't pulled away. zeke does though he already misses it. “ suppose you beat me again. i regret showing you all my moves. ” he takes responsibility because he understands in politics he stays straddling. one word and the entirety of other's purpose turns to porcelain. makes him feel drunk. a wish he could put his brain beneath erwins boot just so someone unbiased could squeeze out everything unneeded.
cigarette hangs low on lip as an accessory once he sighs out smoke. “ comment. you erwin smith. you're so good and blameless i'm choking on it. after all you didn't kill those children. you should have. you should have taken their choice ” he chides with voice assisting in reprimand. he isn't sure if erwin will reciprocate his point. nor does he care, constant track of applause plays every moment he walks through the city. should it not? he'd go insane. but riddles is what he's left to feast upon. ( ERWIN INQUIRED : " evil can come from good, just as poisonous snakes tend to come out into the open on bright, sunny days. " PROMPTED ☆. OPEN ) not staying in character erwin as usual breaks through the box. with bare hands— to do nothing more then the show off. and it works in irritating him. inside mouth he bites his own tongue. humming dismissively. grip was slipping.
zeke hated the hammering in his chest at the worry. organ shakes his core and beats his brain. not now in paper thin walls would he express it. his stare is a dagger, no a million pins keeping keeping erwin dangling just out of reach. because the beast is sadistic towards himself. he himself deserves nothing but erwin deserves all he has. moment loops as the acid stings his mouth. back forcing spine to sit up straighter. head shakes slowly. “ you're not evil. ” only thing he needed to reconvince. that would mean he failed to liberate paradis resident from sin and zeke jaeger didn't fail. words are foreign and there's no point in learning the language.
zoerumi play-fighting and rumi is winning because she’s bigger and stronger so she’s grabbing and pushing and manhandling zoey easily and zoey is laughing under her and playing along until she abruptly slips out of rumi’s grasp and before rumi can turn around the room spins and her face is against the floor and she’s been completely pinned to the ground with her arms twisted behind her back and zoey sitting on top of her and she lies there blinking because her head still hasn’t caught up with the fact it’s no longer upright and zoey pats rumi on the shoulder and says Good game unnie :] and gets up and rumi is so incredibly turned on
i remembered i loved you—came back when it mattered, i saw you standing there in the light of the window wearing that same smile.. man, it's been a while. but i knew it, i knew you! i knew it, i knew ya