NO BARK, ALL BITE

𝐁 𝐄 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐄                   𝐎 𝐅                                 𝐃𝐎𝐆

* selective ; mutuals only ; low activity ; canon divergent ; admired by vee ( i work a full-time job that’s mon-fri usually from 8am to 6pm )

nicolas brown is a superhuman deaf man who tends to be extremely self destructive ; a good man with a good heart but believes and tries to be otherwise 

typically an 18+ rp blog due to nsfw and mature themes ( gore , death , drug abuse , trauma , etc ) 

A STEADIED GAZE shifts towards alex ,    holding it there for much more than she’s probably comfortable with .    not with the intention of unnerving her ,    but trying to register the reason behind it .    had it been influence of worick or had worick convinced her to do that in exchange for a favor ?    

‘nah ,    didn’t sound like her .’

an immediate thought ,    almost as if it were second nature to him .    the thought itself made him a little bothered ,    not directly at her but with himself not entirely knowing why .    realizing he had been staring at her ,    he moves close to her ,    maybe a little too close for comfort as he leaned towards her face    ----    only to pluck a grain or two of rice from her face .    holding them between pinched digits ,    he gave a bit of a head tilt before plopping it into his mouth ,    realizing it had a bit of a kick to it .

Act cool

Ask to leave

Admire

❛ do I look civilized to you? ❜    /    @soulcrux​    from    𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒    ( accepting ! )

𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐘 ;    lethargic eyes shifted from their countenance to her lips .    didn’t know many civilized folks ,    other than the big wigs .    always so damn flashy ,    donning their expensive wear ,    making it out to be some competition among themselves .    never really understood all that ,    didn’t much care to either .    worick had a knack for it though ,    being able to mesh well with those types .

strained and coarse ,    something akin to a chortle managed to squeeze through pursed lips as nicolas finally gave some sort of answer to the question followed by a casual shake of his head .    as a way of landing a bit of a finishing blow ,    a languid smirk carved upon his mouth .    not much of a man of many words ,    he gave a swift shift of motions with his hands    -    quickly signing ‘no’ .