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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Color Me Curious
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Not today Justin
if i look back, i am lost
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bulwarkdefender:
“Thought so at first, but I checked and this radio’s pretty dead.“
“It’s probably coming from a loud speaker somewhere nearby, if I had to take a guess.”
“Hm. Very well -- I’ll search the area before--” Lon’qu grimaces, the unforgiving chorus of ‘BE MY BAD BOY’ resounding in the already hectic atmosphere.
“...Before I lose my damned mind.”
bulwarkdefender:
“Good luck.”
“I still haven’t figured out where the damn music is even coming from.”
“...Is it not coming from this strange box?”
bulwarkdefender:
“….”
“I’m guessing changing the radio station or turning off whatever the hell is playing this music is out of the question, is it.”
“Move aside. I’ll break it.”
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what can I say... Lon’qu’s just a fluffy guy...
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Lon'Qu<3! For my adorable art-of-monkan <3
i.
Holy water burned my skin. Scripture tasted foreign on my tongue, Like lies and ashes and cemetery dirt. Sunday was my least favorite day.
ii.
I turned my palms to god a thousand Times under a thousand skies. She still died. He still left a graveyard between my thighs.
iii.
People think angels are pure. But we burn, and are burned by, Everything we touch.
Keep your distance.
quickly, a Lonk
