val, from a distance: so what's your problem with dragons.
❛ I don’t recall ever having had a problem with dragons . ❜
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val, from a distance: so what's your problem with dragons.
❛ I don’t recall ever having had a problem with dragons . ❜
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proditorious replied to your post:
“Sounds like you should give her a taste of her own medicine. Stab her.”
>> 🔥 << ❝ val . . this isn’t helpin’ my problem. i ain’t gonna stab her. s’just gonna make her try ‘n stab me right back. ❞
❛ you into 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍` 𝐓𝐎𝐄𝐒 or somethin` val ? ❜
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proditorious replied to your post: He puts marshmallows and cheese-wiz on a hot dog...
Why are you like this ?
“Well, you see.” He said between hotdog bites. “When I turned eight years old, my mom gave me and my twin brother this amulet...”
leaning his chin slightly over Nero's shoulder, the dragon proceeds to let a torrent of blackened drool poor over it.
nero’s body stiffens almost immediately. he did not mind val’s proximity, that was the furthest from the issue at hand… slowly his gaze drifts to the seeming ooze that was dripping onto his jacket. a shiver rides from the base of his spine to the nape of his neck where the hairs there stand on edge. he balks as he audibly clears his throat, cautiously turning his head to regard the other, attempting to veil his disgust with little avail.
❛ — what the precise fuck — ? ❜ the question falls from his tongue ; he’s taken aback and very much trying not to look at the abyssal slobber that was coating his shoulder and some of his jacket’s chest.
‘ anythin’ to add ? ‘ demons & villains alike felt the same to him. that metallic, rotten taste that pierced his tongue ; the heavier air, adrift with touches of blood & malice something he’d grown equally accustomed to. as if it were a piece of him, into his soul never removed despite the previous loss of flesh itself. he’d always given thought to how those around him perceived entities like this. of how glaring decrees of power & limitless potential for slaughter seemed to mock any semblance of mercy. though, so many before had given him surprise in their motives. would they be the same ?
@proditorious / starter call !
❛ Whatever came here is long dead. ❜
𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 / 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
“Wanna tell me they’re also a demon? Cause even I can tell they’re just a corpse, Val.”
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❝ Now don’t you worry about me . ❞ Mellifluous laughter spills from rose lips , softness of touch ghosting along WARMED CHEEK . Silver crown cants lightly , fingers hovering over where frills extend from flesh ( admiring him ) . ❝ I know not even if your venom would have effect on me , but I suppose it be best that we not test my chances . ❞
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