Nov 22, 2012
#tumblr user coffeeconnoisseur's faceclaim
so is gregory gorgeous done forever in place for gunnar deatherage or what
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#tumblr user coffeeconnoisseur's faceclaim
so is gregory gorgeous done forever in place for gunnar deatherage or what
illadviseddependence replied to your post: What if I was around more.
We could send each other romantic messages.
Oh, that's the worst idea.
one-eyed-royal replied to your post: What if I was around more. What if.
Indeed.
yourpatronsaintofdenial replied to your post: What if I was around more.
dang that’d be intense.
Honestly, at this time of my life, I almost feel like I will gladly welcome an 'intense' feeling back.
hemoknight replied to your post:What if I was around more.
it’d be nice (:B
You always did have something obnoxiously sweet to say, dear.
im going to leave this here if were talking about weird songs
i'm sorry if you don't care anymore, but can you come over
You let out a blood curling hiss at the screen, painful to your throat and loud enough to startle your dog.The Universe seems to rip for a moment as you teleport, appearing in a random room of his place, all heavy black garbs whipping around your shell. (You're always cold nowadays.)Your head throbs with a punishment and your neck is squeezed by the collar around your neck, but you force hisses and visions of slit pupils and venomous down and snarl out his name.
"Jack."
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OV: Who are you?
OV: I remember you now, bastard.
OV: Royal? Please come save me.
OV: Some King you are. You never even knew I was in trouble. Stayed locked away in your castle all day, hmm?
OV: I'm choking! He's choking me! With this col.larll there is adn snake on my necdkkk
OV: Please come back. I'm sorry I shoved you away.
OV: I'm so lonely.
>Knock knock knock.
You open the door.
Your head keeps throbbing, and it takes you a moment to identify the stranger in front of your door. Isn't that the governor, ruler, whatever, of the city? You feel irrationally bitter, and try to make your expression natural as you step back, leaving the door open.
"Good evening." your voice cracks from lack of use, and your throat burns as you hold back a cough. Your mind is reeling at the moment, and you feel exceptionally bitter. "Can I help you?"
there once was a man called royal his idiocy made others blood boil i cant be bothered to finish this limerick but let it be known that even though im not available right now i still know youre a buttwad hahahahaha
mr royal ur perfect