I WWOULD NEVVER WWEAR A FEDORA
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I WWOULD NEVVER WWEAR A FEDORA
Can I think about your ass? Asking for your boyfriend.
>You had visited Cronus, for a smoke, for no reason but to relieve stress. A chat with a friend, a moment where you might be able to speak candidly with someone, anyone...
>But the moment is gone, just as quick as it arrived, and you are left with ash, and embers, and emptiness. He is a kind young man, and you are trying to offer him support and friendship- the sort you hope someone may offer you someday- but it seems so difficult to reach him. (You think, idly, that people might feel the same about you.)
>There is a moment, right before you step on the transportaliser, where you look back to Cronus, to make a promise for another meeting. There's a smile for him, but something creeps into your mind, whispers of threats made long ago, a suffocating haze that puts you back in a darkened room with a single red light, flashes of vicious memories you are not sure are yours...
>You don't know how long you've been standing there. You don't know how long your mind has been toyed with, but it is certainly long enough. You look up, into a vent grate, and are certain you see eyes behind it. Eyes you recognise. Gamzee's eyes.
>Today isn't the day to start a fight. You wouldn't be able to win it. But neither would he- you know it. He gave you his warning, but you are sure he remembers your promise, too. The next time you see him, you will kill him.
>For now, though, with a racing heart and muddled mind and tears burning in your eyes, your throat, you leave, faster than expected. But still not fast enough. The moment you reach your own room, in the home where he found you sweeps ago, you cannot stop yourself from sobbing.
Tell my little babygirl he's pretty 🌺💜✨
Cronus is still a little shy, but you know me well enough that I got his permission before I posted anything he let me take of him. And he's so cute and shy, so be 🌺 Extra 🌺 nice about it.
Can't believe I missed Cronus by 20 minutes.
volatilemariner
depends on the indivwidual clovwn i guess, but vwhy the hell vwould you ewver *say* things like that, anyvways.
because its true?
volatilemariner
i dunno, chief. i think i'd take dying all owver again if it could make me less dead.
It depends on the death, I suppose. Peaceful, sure, I don't mind that. But violently and painfully ... that's another matter entirely.
I'd rather not get roasted to death again, for example. That left permanent scarring and rendered me blind.
@volatilemariner okay i am unsure if you are unable to read or just havent gotten around to it, so im giving you the benefit of the doubt!!!! consider this a cold call
were placing bets on how long before the next spat that futurekat (dothemindything) gets into. given that it could be me (if futurekat gets sick of having me back in town) but seems more likely to be you (the newcomer), i figured itd only be fair to ask where youd put your hypothetical money!
if youre lame, your alternative polling question is what your favorite sin is from the list below. please note that while you will not be judged for your futurekat bet, you will absolutely be judged for your choice here: envy, gluttony, greed, lust, pride, sloth, or wrath