༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤.

ㅤ the mask of self-deception was no longer a mask for me it was a part of me. night lifted it laying bare the stifled truth below; but there were none to see. ㅤ

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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##༄ ° ∘ where the 𝐒̲𝐇̲𝐀̲𝐃̲𝐎̲𝐖̲𝐒̲ of thoughts「𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍」 in the afternoon。☾ / ☽

#FATERP. #OCRP. #MVRP.
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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༊*·˚ this is the thing that 𝒕͟𝒓͟𝒐͟𝒖͟𝒃͟𝒍͟𝒆͟𝒔͟
𝒎͟𝒆͟, for i cannot forget ✧.┊ 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖔𝖘𝖆 ——
where ✱ 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 hang in the
heavens. ███▒▒▒▒▒▒▒‗‗‗
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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It makes sense, she’d find it natural. It is, to her. That’s why it’s strange to him, rather than mildly interesting. Much better, this way.

Invitation accepted, hands and step both managing with little effort to join pace. He likes seeing her tired; enough to match, help.
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

there's a nameless tune then, hummed alongside the faintest of smiles. she's inviting him in. she's inviting him closer. she's so very tired, but there she reaches, both hands grasped as he's pulled into step.

strange? is it really? it seems only natural, to her.

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

@WELKINMELODIES

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Nursing a 5th mug of cheap coffee. *🌀
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

@WELKINMELODIES ㅤ
Somewhat’s too cruel. Way too cruel. Keeping something he wants out of reach is terrible, just terrible. ♡

Dreamy sigh, brushing by skin as cup’s lazily turned, contents swirled. When her touch settles, his starts.

It would be comedic, at least. Messy, but funny.
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Arm lifting, gaze following, movements fluid despite the mechanical shifts and flickers of his focus. Oh, dancing. She was dancing.

Cute. Fun. Lucky, though? He’d never consider himself an anchor for anything but more lost, wandering things. Strange. .
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

a tug, a pull... steps light with him in tow, pace set slow enough she can raise his arm to spin beneath. hm, hm. ♫ how lucky she is to have an anchor to rest against, when tired.

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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So often. So very, very often. But there’s a vain pleasure to it, if nothing else. *✨

Hand accepted, head tilted, and arm tugging back. She can be tired of something and still need it. That’s what the best anchors are for, mh?
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

oh. yes... he's right. he's right, a lot of the time. does he tire from being right? she tires from being seen, being surrounded, being anchored down. yet still she reaches for him—takes his hand in hers, hums. tug, tug.

she doesn't want to be lost right now, fun as it could be.

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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“Eh?”

Blink-blink. Sideward glance and an absentminded gaze raised to hers; his answer, first, a shrug.

“Ehe, lucky me if ever it does. You’re nice to look at, is all. Though. . you must have something to share about yourself, mhu? A name, a dream, a wonder?”
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[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍݁ ‍‍ ͙ ‍ ◌֯ 𓈒ᜓ 🦋 ┈ 𝗡𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗍𝖺. @taoismrebirth]

⠀〝⠀curious, aren’t thee, @DlMCARCOSA .ᐣ albeit curiosity hath slain the feline, thou may pose thy inquiries. 〞

[〘 ༊*·˚ 〙 𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝑴𝑨𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑵 @ZONTANOAGALMA]

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｛ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ｝ 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑰𝑵𝑮 . . .
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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And all because of a couple unapproved rituals. Uweh. *🌀
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Waaah. . they’re trying to drown me in paperwork.
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Following her gaze, the way a cat might the shining of a light; eager to observe the unknown.

Of course there is. She was lost just then, wasn’t she? Being lost means seeing new things, finding out about where you are now. Or where you were.
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

distracted as he hums... gaze caught onto faint patterns near feet. she takes one step to catch a closer look-- only for head to whip back up.

wings flutter. head tilts. ૮꒰˶ ⁠❛   ˕ ⁠❛˶꒱ა ?

ah. there's... fun? in being lost?

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Uh-huh, uh-huh? Ooh, like a fortune-teller? Totes cute! *✨
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[‍‍𝑤┄𝑟𝒊𝑡𝑡𝑒𝐧𝑖𝑛𝐭𝒉𝐞𝑠𝑡𝑎𝐫𝑠 .ᐟ ⟡ ₊ @stellarities]

⠀
mona megistus ! mage , astrologist extraordinaire ~ it's a pleasure , oh all - knowing - chef
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Awawawa, yippieee. . (ノ_<。)
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

yes. let's sleep together now. ( ꈍ◡ꈍ)

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Ch—uuuu, chu. . better? Bwah. . *😓
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

mng. hehe. heh.

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Uwaaah. . ch — chu, chu. . (╯︵╰,)
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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W — WAH. . wah. . *🌀
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

oh... too late. there's no more space left for you.

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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I WANT TO. SUPER SERIOUS.
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[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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NO NO NO I DO
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

mnn. you don't want to sleep with me...? okay. ૮◞ ◟𑁬∘˙˚

[༉‧₊˚♢ 𝖱͟𝖸𝖤. @DlMCARCOSA]

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Kyaaa! Don’t say it like that! >////<
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[​ ​ * ​𝓞​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠​ ​ ​ ​𝓭̲𝐨𝐯͡𝐞﹗ @WELKINMELODIES]

hello, rye. sleep with me again.