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// Wow. Never thought this man is still around after 4 years. I barely write him these days (save for a few occasions with a select few people), but I always cherish what I've built for him with all my heart. Really glad I can share him with you all.
#MyTwitterAnniversary
What a poor thing. No wonder you two never gets along. You're always hurting him when all he ever does is accepting my love. I want to give all my love for him, sweet thing.
I think I'm going to be sick.
Do you really think I am as dumb as my nephew? I'm not going to feed into your masochism. Maybe I should sever your spine so you can never feel a thing again.
@RosenCinders // Oh no, I did it on my phone, actually! I saw a tutorial and discover there's an option to turn on at the settings.
FUCK IT I'M COMING WITH YOU THEN. xD
Never did he think he would be happy to be back on earth. Even if his home is covered in a layer of dust so thick it could be considered its own lifeform.
@RosenCinders // HEHEH. It's not actually automated tho, in case you're wondering. But I figured it's like a nice little "decor" for all of my rp accounts, and when you put it that way, it added to the creepy vibes that he is and I fucking live for that.
@anointedwill || —J–J–JUUUUSTTTTT TTHHEE creepy ass way that it says this is an "automated" QRT is fucking perfect for Arya, ok, I'm done fawning publicly and will return to my quiet observational lookout point in the corner LOL
Vibes, tho, man
V i b e s .
"An eye for an eye, my child."
A hand rests on the side of @TheGodsHerald's face, the thumb hovers just on the corner of his eye. God's two white eyes stare down at His Herald's two brown ones.
This is how it started.
"Don't you crave to see what I see?"
@TheGodsHerald "Oh, but hope is not what I give you, my child. No."
He smiles and it's all teeth and rot. His thumb inches deeper, pressing on the boy's tear duct. The briefest pain that it caused followed by the tear that involuntarily drops fills him with delight to his core.
@TheGodsHerald "But if you know the gift of God, and who is it that is speaking to you, you would have asked him for a "water that never runs dry" and he would have given it to you."
@TheGodsHerald amplifying his humble and fragile presence by folds as he stands before her.
"I would want to give this water to you, but I can't."
There is a certain degree of sadness when he speaks to her, yet his smile never fades.