"I want our love to be like the number Pi: irrational and never-ending."
“Flattering, though I’m not sure what prompted this...”
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@telekinetichands
"I want our love to be like the number Pi: irrational and never-ending."
“Flattering, though I’m not sure what prompted this...”
telekinetichands:
Eneko near jumped at the box slamming on the table–good lord where had he been hiding that?–staring bewildered at the colors inside it. This honestly hadn’t been how he expected to spend a moment of downtime.
The part about black not being his aesthetic did nearly get a chucklefrom him. “I mean…” He was rather pale, and his hair was ink-black. It was a wonder Eneko never found himself going through a goth phase… or an emo one, really.
“… I.. always did like the color green, though…”
Klaus was already arranging a line of green paints between them. “I’ve got… forest green, emerald green, glittery green, olive…”
“…I vote glitter, if we want my opinion.”
"I'm not surprised..." Eneko quietly considered his options, fingers trailing over the little bottles until he settled on a metallic shade. The cap claimed it to be 'dazzling emerald. Were all of the names like this?
"I... kinda like this one...?"
seance-senseless:
“Good, good.” Klaus had already slapped his box of nail polish on the table in front of him. “What color are you feeling? I’m partial to black, but my aesthetic isn’t necessarily yours…”
Eneko near jumped at the box slamming on the table--good lord where had he been hiding that?--staring bewildered at the colors inside it. This honestly hadn’t been how he expected to spend a moment of downtime.
The part about black not being his aesthetic did nearly get a chucklefrom him. “I mean...” He was rather pale, and his hair was ink-black. It was a wonder Eneko never found himself going through a goth phase... or an emo one, really.
“... I.. always did like the color green, though...”
best dungeon theme hands down
seance-senseless:
“That’s exactly what I mean.”
He gave a quick glance over his hands, blinking a few times as he thought. “... I guess so, then? I... don’t supposed it’d really hurt anything...”
@telekinetichands
“You. Boy. Son. Darling– precious lad.”
“…How do you feel about a free manicure?”
"A...? You mean like... my nails being painted?"
bleedingflames:
@telekinetichands
“Have you ever considered playing basketball?”
“Uh... no... why...?” Was it because he was tall?
Credit: @loicsuberville
@semper-invicta-aeternum
Did you know that Skydancer moved?
“I didn’t. She’s a pretty private person to begin with, though...”
Are you comfortable with your truce with Phoenix now? Do you think it'll last?
“In all honesty... yeah, I am. I hope it lasts... I want it to last... I think we’re getting along better too even outside of a ‘truce’...”
“... even if I always want to be cautious when I get optimistic...”
"... I know I’m going to sound like Roxy when I ask this... but would being able to walk on my ‘hands’ be considered a form of levitation?”
@telekinetichands
“…I don’t believe there has been any more Chimera attacks.”
“Not that Fate is aware of, no. Uh... thank you again for your help with that, by the way...”
lunarvengeance:
“I wouldn’t know. I’ve never looked.”
“I haven’t much either but... I’ve been trying to do more things for... for me, too, if that makes any sense...”
lunarvengeance:
“Chocolate? Oh right. Valentines day.”
“Mhm. The day after, anyway... h-hopefully it’s not a swarm on Saturday...”
lunarvengeance:
“…what’s on the fifteenth?”
“Chocolate sales...”
“... the fifteenth approaches...”
i prefer guys who make small dick jokes about themselves over guys who make big dick jokes about themselves
I got a medium dick
It can talk to ghosts
I nearly spat out my tea
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