open rp
“who”
Originally posted by katakatakatakata
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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open rp
“who”
Originally posted by katakatakatakata
Hunter x Hunter
↳ Kurapika + Scarlet Eyes
{ seraphgene }:
“ …? None of that really matters to me. “
“ is that so.. ”
a flicker of fervency was held between glances exchanged --- both much alike in terms of what they sought for. revenge. similarity bore down to how deep their resolves were; accepting death as a penalty if they failed to succeed.
when ur tags get cut off....
{ venatorx } :
Steadily would he approach another, sights aimed over a shoulder of a person unfamiliar. Curiosity peaking the very interest of what words rest within fingers unknown & he would speak only his most genuine of inquiries beckoned by knowledge’s unquenchable thirst.
"What are you reading ? It doesn’t look like study materials. "
gaze does not falter from its fixed position upon intriguing pages; such a story held him captive through out the narrative not once, but several times -- a favorite of his, you could say.
“ you’re correct, it is not informative prose. ”
words hold no interest in keeping up a longer conversation with the stranger, for his attention was currently occupied.
“ it is a story of revenge.. ”
hello, yes. i will do real shit on here soon i swear, school’s just been kicking my ass.
G-A-N-G-A-R-S
I DO NOT FEAR DEATH, I FEAR ONLY THAT MY MEMES WILL FADE OVER TIME.
Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
Barbara Kingsolver (via lazuliss)
silence lingers the candle lit room, where very few others had gathered to relax after a long day. with a book held in hands, he isolates himself from the rest, eyes scanning through one page after another, taking in the information that was being offered.
❝ .... -- ❞
venatorx