#ooc gavin

[herr-rockstar]

wh're has't thee gone fooleth

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thine fools must toil with finals, for labour is indebted!!

... jokes aside! sorry ive got my finals approaching fast... but i think ill be able to get some out good and quick soon! sorry for OOC but yeah :)

[beewithknee]

"i'm done" part 2

this is a part 2 to a gavin angst fic i posted months ago ( "i'm done" ) that i just realised i never uploaded LMAO OOPS

It had been a few weeks since the argument/breakup with Gavin and he hadn't been back since. You’d rarely left the house, other than to go to D.A.M.N. you were almost afraid of running into him. But you decided to go to the shops for stuff for dinner… that's when the gods decided to hate you.

There he was.

He looked simply stunning, almost radiant. But, he was hanging off the arm of some man. Even more shockingly, he looked good. You were messy, and sad and angry while he looked like the fight had been his saving grace.

Wow.

“Hold on a minute. Need to show you something.” You could hear the incubus say. Stupidly, you followed the pair. Your actions were fueled by jealousy, you weren't thinking straight but still…

And there it was.

The sight was almost comically similar to the one you stumbled onto in 7/11. You sucked in a sharp breath, chest constricting painfully. The noise caused Gavin’s gaze to snap up to yours. Curling his lip, he muttered with venom lacing every word “Always the voyeur, huh?” You stumbled back, desperately trying to look away but it felt so good to see him. “Gavin I-. I'm sorry.” You finished pathetically. “Yeah? Well, I guess it’s too bad that I don't want your apologies now isn't it?” He cooed sarcastically, chuckling at your teary face. “Look freelancer, whatever we had, is over. Done. Finished. So how about you do what I did, go find another pet. Maybe one more suited to your relentless needs. Hmm?” The words broke you, they felt like bullets piercing your heart. You could hear your soul shattering at his vacant tone. You couldn't speak, or breath, or think, or talk.

“Run along now, pet. I told you not to come crying to me when you realise what you threw away. So fuck off.” The smile that once melted you, now felt like an ice-cold bucket of water had been dumped over you. You turned to leave, trying to hide your tears, but his voice stopped you. “Oh and do tell that lovely little Lasko that he makes waking up very enjoyable.” He laughed darkly at your heartbroken expression. This wasn't the Gavin you knew.

You had fucked up big time and now you were never getting him back.

[herr-rockstar]

While your hair was up you got all pixelated or something wjat

I think I might need glasses

Curious. Maybe you should get your eyes checked out!

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OOC Here: hi! yeah thats what happens when i start a blog with HD sprites and then realize all custom sprites are usually pixelated. (btw if you find any custom sprites please send them my way i love using them.)