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Welcome ladies and gentlemen, do not be shy and sit down. Please! Make yourself comfortable.
Here for your entertainment is Pip, presenting a new account for the unforgettable 𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍.
Rest assured that this bastard will charm and annoy his way into your heart.
❛ Maybe everyone has spent so long assuming Elain is sweet & innocent that she felt she had to be that way or else she'd disappoint.❜
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➥ ┊lit. desc.. seeking mains & sl's. ships w/ chem. rts appreciated. ┊
✘ ╭ like for a friendly dm ╯ ✘
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⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
for whiteness of snow,
I gave this heart.
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♯ independent portrayal ;
♯ #acotarrp ;
♯ ships with chem only ;
♯ open dms ;
♯ bisexual (no lean) .
@DearLassie “Of course, that’s why I’m here. We take turns to do the thinking.” He smiled at her, hoping to reassure that everything would be okay. “You should pick your room, I’ll take your suitcase.”
@DearLassie “Well, good thing this place has enough rooms—“ he wondered if the demoness invited her demon friends for sleepovers. “I’m sorry, Mina. Perhaps magic can help with your mom’s things. I know some skilled mages.”
@DearLassie He blinked down at the suitcase, up to her face. “What happened—? Wait, didn’t you have a sister? She died?” he walked over, picking the suitcase up.
@mcangrybunny Vante hesitated. Ah, so he wanted to know. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
“I don’t want to live with you, man. Playing the happy family with a father that barely acknowledged me was not fun. Lorianne said I could crash at her apartment.” he cleared his throat. +
@mcangrybunny + and he had been a fool for even believing it. The dreams of a child from long ago. “I’ve enjoyed my stay here. Give everyone my gratitude for being so welcoming, especially Gara. And… I’ll invite you to some coffee, tea or whatever if we see each other around, Rook.”
@mcangrybunny He frowned in confusion at the torture, head tilting, and it only deepened at that last word. 𝙎𝙤𝙣.
“I would have loved this weeks ago. Hell, I would have stayed, dropped and rolled if you’d told me to, but…” he shrugged. his fantasy of a welcoming love father was a lie, +