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voli is 10'2
“🧍♂️”
smash or pass: bel'veth and be honest
" i mean.... look at that mouth."
" ... smash. "
and i don’t get along with anyone.
➡ @valhiir ( Vi & Volibear ) / / GUITAR SONGS .
❛ You & me both , big guy . ❜ It's not everyday someone got to exchange words , hell even PUNCHES , with a damn thunder god . Misfit's quick to get hyped up over it , smirking & charging up a gauntlet in attempts to lunge forward at the critter in river side .
❛ Why don't we put 'side our differences 'n beat the shit out of bot now , yeah ? We're not gonna get anywhere if we keep tryin' to fight each other ... now that we got some vision on those bastards , why not throw out your sick thunder bolts so I can come slam dunk 'em from behind ? Sound good ? ❜
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@valhiir asked "i put on survivor just to watch somebody suffer" album prompts | currently accepting
A hushed laugh, masked by a perfectly manicured hand emits from Evelynn as she casts Voli a glance. Amusement is clear as day in her eyes, shining as she does little to hide her enjoyment from his statement. With a moment to collect herself, she falls back to her neutral expression followed by a gentle exhale.
"You as well?" she prods, hand lowering from her lips to cradle the styrofoam cup before her. Warmth meets her digits in seconds. "Here I was to think I'd be the only one to benefit from such a show."
She shifts, leaning forward in her seat to press her weight against the dining table. While it's beyond her that some no named café would put on Survivor of all things, she's naught to complain. Dinner and a show, after all. Perhaps, she further dwells on, this is dessert.
Yet their pain doesn't nearly fulfill her needs quite like in person.
Raising the cup to her lips, she takes a brief sip of her coffee before continuing. "They always cut off the good parts -- of course they cut the camera before the poor bastard gets bit by the tiger." This is said, naturally, with an eyeroll.
“Hey Grandpa—isn’t it past your bedtime?”
Briar + H5!
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" What--- what is this? Oh-- I guess I'm leaking. But . . I'm so happy! Isn't that silly? "
Actually highkey love how this turned out