A friend, I hope

            SO THIS IS ME BEING A DUMB OWL AGAIN AND MOVING THE CREW.                 WE’RE HERE AND IT’S FINALLY SETTLED.                     I hope to see you guys there, if not it’ll be ok! no worries! :3 tHANK YOU                    FOR BEING HERE AS LONG AS YOU WERE!! :D 

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     Aaaah I’m losing people :((( I’m sorry guys. I’m really rusty on this blog and I try, but it’s not as it was so long ago. It was so m u c h  better. Slowly stuff got a drag on me and my self-conscious self not to mention my inability to open up for different fandoms so far because it’s a bit hard for me to put this lot out for some reason. Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited (stoked!) about stuff going on but I also feel like I’m disappointing lots of people? It’s a weird feeling and I don’t know what to do about it. Also this feeling of disappointing people been there for a while now, hence my not coming around much here...      So, to people who have been following me since he very beginning and you’re still here, thank you soo much. If I have disappointed you or done something wrong or anything at all, I’m sorry. To those who have followed me for a little while now, I’m sorry, you deserve much better! I’ll give my best.    And if you could tell me what I can do to improve, to go back as it was or just how can I help this mood around I’d gladly appreciate an advice. No sugarcoating things, I’ll take it. Constructive criticism I’d appreciate lot, like a lot. Just come to me anon or not, I’ll thank you lots.

       “Oh, you know how to dance!” The hat man chuckles with his arm around Jolly, his hand taking a hold of her with fingers intertwined. Hips rock side to side, they not wiggle as his body usually would when he’s excited. No, he’s calm and having a good time. More than a good time if he’s to be honest with himself, their closeness and the way she’s looking at him when she believes he’s not looking too.    “I’m thinking… we should go to that Masquerade the Queen’s giving at the Casino mhm? How’s that sound?”

     “You promised to share the pie if I brought it, should have known it was a lie mousy” March nearly snorts, taking a piece of the pie ahead and bringing it to his mouth. “Next time, –he mumbles– I won’t get up from bed no despite your charms trying to bribe me.” 

     “You’re making me sleepy...” the words are barely a mumble, further proof that what he’s saying is true. His eyes are closed, his chest rising and falling peacefully and his head on her lap as he lays on the couch.        “You know I should be doing stuff, being productive and bossing people around but here you got me drifting to sleep... Did you pour something on my tea?” he teases, peeking with one eye towards Ana. “You’re just trying to keep me for yourself don’t ya?”

          “You sure know how to wear a white shirt mousy.”    March snickers, but his eyes are glued to her curves being covered by his shirt that falls slightly big on her petite frame. The killer closes the door behind him slowly, it is great to have a reputation around suits and clubs, no one ever enters the room of the Queen’s favorite – not if you want to keep breathing – hence there is no one else that could catch a glance of what he’s looking at right now: his Mally.

     “ Could you just – like, be careful?” the hat man shouldn’t be arguing, instead his words should go on the lines of a thank you but it is Hatter we’re talking about, always jumpy and whining when it comes to bullets. ( He’s got a thing for them, it’s to be expected )     It’s just a scratch, he repeats to himself though the burning pain on his arm continues to nag him not to lie.        There’s a hiss, a groan and grimace, eyes squinted at Nat for a moment until fingers that were skillfully patching his wound stop working and there’s a glare back at him.    “ Fine... Sorry... Thank you”

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♦: Slow dancing