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❝ ━ Happy Birthday, Mr. Stark,❞ the prodigy smirked graciously and left a coloful box full of homemade donuts baked by Aunt Cass, ❝Wish ya a-a-all the good things.❞

❝Thanks, kid.❞ Tony smiled shortly as he took the colorful box to have a look at what it contained. Homemade treats.  Opening the box and taking a donut, he turned to look back at the younger again. ❝Don’t tell me you’re gonna let me eat all these alone on my birthday... You like donuts too, right? ... Right?❞

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[ My sister has almost the same eye color as you. My mother said that her eyes are 'sea pebbles' color. ]

t hAT IS THE CUTEST THING. sea pebbles colour. (/ w \)

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txchnogenic replied to your post:Why are you using a white fc when honey lemon is...

[ I ABOSLUTELTY SUPPORT YOU. Amanda is a great FC choice for Honey Lemon, to my mind, no matter what others say. I don’t really think that people’s appearance must always strictly match to the particular qualities of their ethnicity. ]

thanks so much for your words, dear <3 it really means a lot to have some support on this issue, when some people are so quick so jump on your throats because of certain details of your characterization -smoches ur face because you’re presh-

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txchnogenic replied to your post: what do you think? B)

[ background is lovely but the music is kinda too rough :0 ]

oh, i’m not done with the blog yet. it’s just a test. but thanks for the comment! c:

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❝ ━━ Just hold on. You're gonna be fine... ❞ [ give me some drama pls, I love you and miss you, sweetie ♥ ]

hurt. | txchnogenic.

            ❝ … hiro … ❞                         the teen sat there, isolated in one corner behind                         a building … however, a heart of what was once                         freed from any guilt now had its shield shattered;                         broken beyond repair. the albino felt the deep                         emotional scars of his past coming back to haunt                         his mind; he wasn’t there for his formal brother.                                      — and now, he wasn’t there                                           his best friend, his brother;                                          the one who knew him the most.          if only he was quick to notice the current circumstances,          if only he were to be strong enough to go pass the crowd          and the guards. if only … he were to be more useful than          he actually is. he’s just a mistake that this world hates the          most; he couldn’t do anything right.                                                  he couldn’t even protect the ones                                                 that meant the most to him.

                     sniffles had resonated from the teenager; the pain                      was unbearable. his heart was heavy enough, can’t                        the world just give him a break? …                                    ‘━━ Jakke?…’                            the familiar voice came back. only causing him to                            look up, teary eyed. unfortunately, no one was to                            be seen. so how on earth could he still hear that                            voice? … must be his imagination.                                                                   ‘Jakke, just listen to me…’                                     appendages were raised until they were                                    aligned with his ears, he soon began to cover                                    his ears with such force that he noticed that                                    his fingers had also curled around the tufts of                                    white hair that had flowed down elegantly.                       he did not ask for this. he did not want to hurt again,                         he couldn’t afford to simply break down like before.                           but here he was, fragile as glass, vulnerable as a                             mere child.                                       no. no! jakke, get yourself together … that                                         voice is not real; it is not re ━━                               ‘━━ Just hold on. You’re gonna be fine…’                           his mouth gaped as a nearly inaudible gasp escaped,                           and the tears were falling; they were falling like a dark                           rain cloud had suddenly covered both of his sorrowful                           oceanic blue eyes.                                                            ❝ i’m — i’m so … sorry hiro. ❞